Maggie, this took me forever and i’m sorry but this is for you.

She wanted Tangled/kingdom dance makorra, and when I first started it I wasn’t feeling it until I started thinking about how it actually translates to the LoK story and then it all kinda fell into place, the “kingdom” is the southern water tribe, the festival is the glacier spirits festival, and it was so much fun from there. 

I wanna make it right, that is the way

To turn my life around, today is the day!

Am I the type of guy who means what I say?

Bet on it, bet on it, bet on it, bet on it.

(You can bet on me)


Title: Rendezvous [] [ao3]

Rating: M (smut)

Word Count: ~2200

Summary: No one said that training to be a member of the Order of the White Lotus would be easy. But then again, there are exceptions to the austere conditions when one is dating the Avatar. Makorra smut.

Author Note: Something light for us all to enjoy. Maybe a late birthday present for selenicsoulmates since we discussed this idea a long while ago.



Mako grimaced and squinted his eyes against the biting cold wind of the South Pole night. He wasn’t a stranger to the cold by any stretch of the imagination; there had been far too many nights on the streets of Republic City covered by only a soggy piece of cardboard and his brother’s body to keep him warm for him to count. Then again, considering how bad the memories were he had no desire to tally such times up.

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"Spa Day"

(a ~totally serious~ crackfic google docs collab with selenicsoulmates)

Rating: idk T+ probably
Pairing: MakWu/Wuko
Summary: Mako and Wu go to the spa…


“SPA DAAAY~” Prince Wu yelled from the rooftop he was standing on (for some reason) as his luxurious hair flapped in the wind.

“Get down!” Mako demanded as he combed his own hair back because the wind was so strong it took out his pomade and it wasn’t slick anymore so it lost its feminine charm.

Prince Wu then proceeded to get down to some funky hip hop music, completely misinterpreting Mako’s command. Mako then joined him from where he stood because the beat was too funky fresh to resist.

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maggie and i were texting about what we wanted from the finale and of course mako sacrificing himself for korra comes up and we started thinking of the conversation they would have with mako in korra arms unconscious and he wakes up and the first thing he says is 

"korra..i really like you and i think we were meant for each other"


and you wonder why i’m emotionally traumatized

maggie what have we done this is getting ridiculous honestly

makowl-deactivated20141221 asked:

im really thirsty for mako in trouble/hurt/whatever tbh if you wanna build on that. maybe

I’m going with emotionally hurt is that ok?


"I’m going back to Republic City with Chief Beifong," Mako announced in lieu of hello as soon as he found Korra alone. He knew she’d just finished her training with Opal and they’d have a moment to themselves. "I just wanted to let you know."

Korra looked up in surprise, the briefest flicker of hurt crossing her features before she tampered the emotion down. “What? Why?”

"You seem to have things in control here, and with a whole city of metal benders, it’s not like I’d be able to help protect you. I’d just get in the way." He spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, as if she should already know this, but wouldn’t look her in the eye. 

She frowned. “Mako,” she started, taking a step toward him.

He flinched and took a step back, “It’s clear to me I’m not needed here.” He shrugged. “I want to go back to the city.”

"What are you talking about? Of course you’re needed here." Korra stubbornly took another step forward and placed a hand on his arm. "I’ll always need you around."

"The Avatar doesn’t need anyone," he said, but didn’t step away this time.

"You know that’s not true," she said softly. "And even if it were, Korra will always need you. I thought we talked about this. Just because we broke up doesn’t mean you’re not still important to me. I still care about you. A lot. That won’t ever change.” 

He swallowed, finally raising his gaze to look her in the eye. “You think that doesn’t make this hurt even more?”