i think she's my spirit animal

YouTuber playing Life is Strange, talking about Chloe Price

“To have friends like that, better not have them”

I strongly disagree…

…and I’ll explain why.

As a person who has had a lot of different friends, I find in Chloe a friend who I always wanted to have.

Chloe is a person with a difficult character. She is angry because she lost her father and her girlfriend. She feels lonely and she always tries to blame someone else when something doesn’t work out for her (this means that she is proud but insecure). She has her rage on, we all know it and maybe some of you hate that about her (I can’t include myself because I’d be hypocrite as I have my rage on too).


She will do whatever needs to be done for a friend.

Can’t we all agree that’s the most important thing when we have a friend?

Chloe owed a lot of money to Frank because she wanted to go away with Rachel, just in case “she showed up”.

Chloe tried to get money from Nathan because she wanted to go away with Rachel, just in case “she showed up”.

Chloe wanted to sacrifice herself for the town she hated. Moreover, she would sacrifice herself for Max, for her friend. She actually dies trying to find Rachel. She blames herself for not saving Max in the Dark Room. 

Now we can say that Chloe is not a selfish person. First reason to want her as a friend.

She is crazy

I love crazy and careless people. I love people who just don’t give a fuck about other’s opinion. Because they are the BEST people ever. They won’t listen to gossip about you, they won’t care about your hair, your clothes, your shoes… 

I love crazy people because they want to have fun and enjoy their life. I always say that Chloe is my spirit animal because I’d love to be so careless. I’d be happier for sure. Maybe, if I had a friend like her I would be happier because she’d try to do crazy things with me.

Midnight swim? Why the fuck not? I’m in. 

She is kind

I won’t say anything about this. Just see:

She is brave

Not everyone would defend you like Chloe defends Max. That’s something to think about.

I would write more and more about why I’d love having a friend like Chloe. But I think this is enough.

Keep calm and save Chloe Price

  • Me: *meets cute girl,* flirts discreetly, testing the waters
  • Her: says something about boyfriend of over a year making it clear she over a 100% straight
  • Me: * Maybe I can make her changer her mind*
  • My inner Ally Hills: Why, oh why do you think it's okay/ To pursue when you knew she wasn't gay/Why, why are you coming to me when it's/five word to learn let the straight girls be

March of the Champs

I made another art! This time of my top 10 all-time favorite characters from fiction. If y’all need a list, here ya go (In order from greatest to least):

1: Vash the Stampede (Trigun)
He’s a bad-ass gunman with a bounty on his head, but he’s a warrior for love and peace… That and he loves doughnuts. A man after my own heart.

2: Kamina (Gurren Lagann)
Usually, I don’t care for the sage advice kinda characters, but this guy was just a bad-ass dork while doing all that. I think that comes from the fact that he feels like the big brother we all wish we could have, otherwise Simon wouldn’t have called him “Bro” all the time.

3: Ruby Rose (RWBY)
Short, simple, and sweet answer: If it’s wrong to be in love with a fictional character, then I don’t wanna be right.

4: Marco Diaz (Star vs. The Forces of Evil)
Short, simple, and sweet answer: This guy is my f***in’ spirit animal, anytime he’s on screen, I see a half-Latino smol bean version of myself.

5: Ryuko Matoi (Kill la Kill)
One, she’s strong AF. Two, she don’t need no man (In fact, last time I checked, I think she was a lesbian, and I’ma keep that head cannon goin’). Three, She’s just an all around bad-ass with good character growth.

6: Natsuki Subaru (Re:ZERO)
Something about this character reminds me of Andrew Garfield’s Spider-Man, a guy who will take any angle when faced with a roadblock, and constantly try and find a way to fix his current situation until he reaches “victory”… I’ll show myself out.

7: Deadpool (Marvel)
Short, simple, and sweet answer: It’s mother-f***ing Deadpool god-dammit.

8: Nostalgia Critic (Youtube/Channel Awesome)
He counts! He’s this funny-as-all-hell cynic of a movie critic who actually is rather thought provoking these days. Every video, he either gets me thinking about things, or laughing my ass off… or both.

9: Stanley Pines (Gravity Falls)
Easily the most complex character to me in all of GF, and the funniest as well. He’s just this con-artist great-uncle looking to try and bring his brother back, and make a few bucks

10: Asuka Langley Soryu (Evangelion)
Usually, I f***ing hate tsunderes, but this one really works for me. I think it’s just because of how broken she is… I don’t wanna say it’s therapeutic for me, but s therapeutic for me to see a tsundere suffer. That and she’s a strong-as-hell female he pilots a giant robot… BAD-ASS.

I might make another one soon, as I wanted to do more, but that’s for another time.

The Mission (Part 4)

So here is part 4 of the mission. Aunt May is my spirit animal, I totally believe she would react like this if Peter had a date. xD Things are starting to get twisted. Both Peter and Y/N are keeping secrets from one another, how will their story continue? I think that part 5 will contain some twist, not sure yet though, but for now enjoy Peter Parker wearing a cooking apron.xD




“You are very observant” I laugh a little, “is it an issue?”

“Uhh…N-no, no problem at all” spiderboy replies nervously. Silence followed, very awkward silence.

“Very, well. So let’s get some business done. Shall we?” Tony Stark tried to break the ice.

Stark asked me questions about every imaginable thing, like from where I came from to my name and what I was doing here. I explained that I was from New York, but grew up under Tibetan influence and was taught the ancient art of sorcery. My name was Master Lhamo, named by the ancient one’s brother, Khar, who turned to the evil side. (Lhamo is known to be the goddess of time and fate in Tibet.) I told them about Khar’s past and how he has been trying to unleash what we call “the darkness”. Khar took most of the monks with him, joining the dark side leaving me being the only one left to have enough power to stop him, I took it as my destiny to prevent the world from this tremendous doom. He has been activating different portals all around the city. New York symbolizes the heart of our universe with the parallel ones, which meant that if the portals of the other dimensions were aligned to ours and the last portal of our universe were activated at the right time, darkness would swallow the world as we know it, killing every living thing.

During the entire interrogation I kept my face hidden under the huge hood, feeling protected. They couldn’t know my identity, not now and ever. But they did not seem to be bothered by it instead they listened to me carefully.

“However, why should we trust you?” spiderguy asked suspiciously

A grin spread on my face “I saved ‘your butt’ today, didn’t I?” The others laugh in response

“Listen, I know there is no reason to trust me, but you’ve seen what these guys are capable of and that was nothing. I came here today to help you guys out. It doesn’t matter how many you are, but if you don’t have anyone that knows how this sort of magic works, you are never going to win. I am here because I need your help too. I want to stop Khar, while I could be doing this alone I don’t think that I could be able to save all the people. At the end I’ll have to be the one ending Khar. Sorcery can only be destroyed by sorcery itself and every time two sorcerers fight with so called holly weapons only one will come alive and nothing else will kill them. Khar and I both are in possession of such a weapon. And I will end him, even, if it means that I die.”

Silence follows. No one says a word. Captain America gets up and so do I.

“We will help you, Lhamo. You can count on us.” He takes my hand and makes me a promise. My heart twists a little. I nod in response.

Soon I left the avenger’s tower and make my way home. As soon as I get to the next building I open a portal and land in my room. Taking my cape off, I’m left wearing my fighting gear. I open another portal that leads me to the temple. A figure is standing there with his back to me. I kneel on one knee.

“mission report” the man said

“they believed every single word” a smirk spreads on my face.


Peter’s POV


Well that was a real life plot twist I’d say. I never thought that the mystery guy would turn out to be a girl. Lying in my bed I thought about my day. I couldn’t fall asleep. My mind kept thinking and thinking. Eventually, thinking about Y/N is the last thing I remember and I drift off.

The sun light coming through the window woke me up. I open my eyes and check the time.


I overslept. I got up and put some clothes on. I ran to the coffee shop around the corner and there she was sitting on a table studying something. She had that little wrinkle on her forehead we she was concentrated, which was kind of cute. I stood there like a total creep for a few seconds starring at her. My heart soon racing. She felt my gaze and looks up, a smile spreading on her beautiful face. My heart skips a beat. Shit. What am I feeling…



Peter as always was late, but soon he arrived and we studied together. We had a blast, but something seemed off today. There was something in the way he looked at me that I felt all weird in my stomach. Must be the sandwich I ate yesterday. Anyway, after everything that happened yesterday, I was exhausted, but hanging out with Peter was just the thing I needed.

“What are you going to do later?”

“Actually, I have no plans for today”

“W-would you like to come over and watch a movie and maybe have some dinner…with me…?” he asks fidgeting

A slow smile spreads on my face. “Peter Parker, are you asking me to hang out as a friend or is this more like a date?” he blushes, his cheeks turning into an intense red. I giggle. He stammers.

“I’d love to come over, Peter” I smile warmly holding his hand. He stares at me in disbelief, which makes me laugh again. “Stop looking at me like that” this time it’s my turn to blush and he chuckles.

“Great, how about you come over at seven?”

After Peter left the café I went home to study a little more. The last few days have been hell with the whole mission thing and recruiting people for Khar all around the world. I haven’t been able to find some time for myself and school, so that’s why I had to catch up with some stuff. However, I didn’t seem to be able to concentrate long. My thoughts kept drifting back to Peter… Lately, we’ve been weird. We are friends, but I’ve been thinking if there might be more between us than just good old friendship and after he ‘kinda’ asked me out today I noticed that he might feel the same thing… Honestly, I do not want to have hope or anything maybe I’m just interpreting too much in it, since I’ve never really had a real friend, which means also no relationship. I’m sure of something though, I do not want to lose Peter… He means too much to me as a person and as a friend. I smile to myself. But when the time comes will I be able to follow Khar blindly, which means leaving Peter behind…My smile vanishes. But I push those thoughts away, it’s a question for my future self…

I start getting ready for my ‘date’. I decided to put a cute dress on since it’s summer and I wanted to make a good impression. Peter has never seen me in a dress before and I haven’t met his aunt yet either. So a dress seems a good choice it makes me look more presentable I guess… It’s in moments like these that I do wish my mom still lived or that I at least had a girlfriend. Anyway, I think that a white dress is really pretty for an occasion like this. I put some make up on and I’m almost done. I decide to put my mom’s necklace on… I’m standing in front of the mirror, but I do not seem to recognize myself. I touch my reflection but never leaving my eyes. I am a different person. I’ve never considered myself as pretty or beautiful, nevertheless, it’s the only word that comes into my mind by looking at myself right now. I smile weakly, what are you doing to me Peter Parker.

I packed by bag and was right about leave my apartment, when a portal opened revealing Khar.

“What the hell…!?”

“Going somewhere Y/N?” he eyes me

“Yes, why?” I stare back at him

“I have a mission for you. We need to recruit someone…tonight”

“I can’t, I am busy. Do it yourself Khar.” I turn around ready to leave him in the hallway, but he moves making no sound and takes my arm. It’s a warning. His grip is firm, almost dangerous.

He laughs in maniacal way. “What are you up to Y/N. You’ve been very distracted recently. Even incompetent. What’s the matter? You know you can talk to me… is it a guy?” an evil grin spreads on his face. Dark eyes meeting mine, I shiver. “we don’t want that something would happen to lover boy right?” he snarls. He lets go of my arm and leaves a bruise there. He opens up a portal and turns around… “I might pay a visit to this boy later, if you won’t cooperate. What’s his name again?… Something with P right?”

My blood freezes I form a fist with my right hand. He knows.

“P… Is it Peter?” He turns slightly to where I am standing and grins.

I want to punch a wall right now. This is not fair. Rage is boiling in me; I can feel how my stomach twists. I inhale deeply, but instead of making my way to Peter’s I turn around and follow Khar through the portal. Tears form in my eyes. I hate my life right now.

“I’ll do whatever you want, Khar. BUT you leave him out of this. Don’t you dare to touch him. You know that I am capable of a lot of nasty stuff and we do not want to meet that side of Y/N, right?”

he frowns slightly and smiles.

I take my phone out and text Peter:

Hey Peter,

I am so sorry, but I can’t come tonight. There was an emergency and I’ll be out of the city for a day or two. I hope you can forgive me. I was really looking forward for tonight. I’m sorry…

My heart breaks slightly while writing the message. Is this the way my life will always be? Is Khar going to control me forever. There is something that tells me that it is, but somehow I do have hope. Hope for a better future for me. Anyway, I need to push these thoughts away. Because there is nothing more dangerous than mixing Y/N’s and Lhamo’s lives up… That’s how I can handle this life. I keep these two persons apart. It’s the only way I can live with what I do for Khar. As Lhamo I only take orders, never question Khar, I just do what I have to do. However, lately I’ve been questioning a lot and Khar has taken notice. My life and Peter’s is in great danger now because of that. I don’t really care about my life, but I do care for Peter. He will not die under my watch, never. I am doing this to keep him safe. Because he will have a future, maybe not with me by his side, but he will live no matter what the cost.


Peter’s POV

I’ve been nervous for the ENTIRE day. As soon as I got home I started preparing everything for tonight. I cleaned the apartment and went for the groceries. Aunt May came home from work and was shocked to see the place clean and that I was trying to cook something.

“Why does it smell like burnt salad in here?”

“ha ha, aunt may, instead of standing there watching me struggle, you could help me out!”

I reply standing in the kitchen wearing a pink cooking apron with hearts. I look R.I.D.I.C.U.L.O.U.S.

Aunt May looks like she’s going to faint.

“peter, what are you doing!? Do you have a fever aren’t you feeling well honey?”

She comes into the kitchen checking my forehead and takes a good look at me as if I was a new discovered species.

“Y/N is coming over tonight” I explained looking away.

“YOU ASKED THE GIRL ON A DATE?! OH GOODNESS GREACIOUS! My little boy is getting older!” She leaped of joy. “You know what I’ll cook for you Peter, don’t you worry. She is going to love it! You go and do something else…” she hushed me out of the kitchen.

“But before you take that apron off…” I turn around, a flash blinds me for a second. “You look adorable in that, you should totally try to cook more or just in general wear that apron. Pink is totally your colour”.

“This is embarrassing.” I stated.

Going back into my room I change my clothes and try to relax a little. Y/N would be here soon. I honestly didn’t think she would agree. I wanted to hang with her like a casual hang out, she said it was a date, right? I’m thinking too much again. Shit. I lie down and check my phone. A new message from Y/N.

Hey Peter,

I am so sorry, but I can’t come tonight. There was an emergency and I’ll be out of the city for a day or two. I hope you can forgive me. I was really looking forward for tonight. I’m sorry…

I stare at it for a few minutes. My heart twists a little. She isn’t coming. I kind of like expected it. Maybe she thought about the whole date thing and freaked out… I take my phone and decide to reply.

Hey, I hope everything’s okay… *deletes message*

Hi, it’s okay *deletes message*

I make various attempts to write the right thing, but it’s hopeless everything sounds like shit. I finally decide to just write. A plain and simple “okay”. I press send.

Opening the door of my room I hear aunt May cooking and chanting along some song.

“Aunt May, you don’t need to cook for us anymore. She isn’t coming over.”

She turned around with worried eyes. “What? Why?” she replied worriedly. I showed her the text and lie on the couch. Exhausted and sad.

“I am so naïve. Why would anyone want to date someone like Peter Parker? I am a failure.” I sighed

“That is not true! Stop saying such stupid things!” she interjected, “Maybe it has something to do with a family member or friend… to me she seems genuinely sorry, peter. You should call her”

I look at aunt May, could she be right? Is Y/N in some sort of trouble, maybe something happened and she needs me.

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lol this gif fits perfect to how peter feels in this part of the story. 

Nina Bo’nina Brown...Andre Charles

Nina Bo’nina Brown finally had to sashay away and it disheartening. She was/is my Spirit Animal. I to suffer from Depression, so I understood how her brain operates. What would piss me off is how the other queens would roll there eyes when Nina would just speak how she feels and what was on her mind. People who have never dealt with depression feel that compliments magically makes self doubt disappear. I wish it was that simple. I just think people need more education on it because voicing your annoyance is just making the person really feel like you hate the that much more. 

I just understood her. Nina obviously has gone through somethings which why she is the way she is. She is hilarious, down to earth, beautiful and has the most amazing make up talent (the bitch was a mouse, a cheetah, a rabbit, and a fucking peach!!)but once she upgrades from the corset and mary j blidge boots she would really be a force!!! I cant wait to see what she brings to the drag world once she is fully realized.

Goodbye to my personal fan favorite of season 9 and i hope to see you perform in Atlanta

reasons I love Amanda Campbell; vol, 13203 ……

Amanda: *gets community service for beating the shit out of some bitch; gives 0 fucks and has Kelly do her community service for her* “Bitch’ll think twice before she starts on me again” “I kicked her cunt in proper” 

also Amanda Campbell; a short while later: “OH FuCk A RaT — KILL IT!! KILL IT” *Jumps on bed* “ FUCKIN’ KILLLL IITT” 


everyone’s like: KYAHHH THEY’RE ALL SO HOT while meanwhile i just got the game because i was pretty curious about it since it showed up a lot on my dash. needless to say, i’d probably get a bad end for all of them.


Okay so a few months ago I went to the store and asked for two rats. 

Two RATS, salesperson. They sold me one rat and one Widget. I don’t fully understand what Widget is, but having had rats for twenty years I can tell you that I have NEVER had a rat that actually WANTED to hang out on people’s heads, much less hang out on people’s heads CONSTANTLY, much less STAND UP ON HER HIND LEGS ON PEOPLE’S HEADS.

If anyone has any idea what the heck this animal is, let me know. A common theory was “meerkat” because of her need to be on the highest surface scouting as lookout, but then when she JUMPED INTO THE BATHTUB to be on my head, the theory changed to “kangaroo.”

Idk, signal boost and tell me what animal spirit has possessed the body of this “rat.”

P.S. I love Widget so much and my “Gettin’ reaaaal tired of your BS, Widge” is mostly satirical cuz I think it’s adorable.. I just … Widget. Like . .  . Widge. Come on. What are you DOING with your life? Get a job.

because this totally has never been done before: my take on the turtles’ biological mother, and if she became a mutant.

I think they’d meet in a spirit quest-like scenario, where the turtles keep seeing the same person in their dreams, and for some reason they feel familiar with her. eventually they track her down, and discover she’s their biological mother who got mutated.

and then they bond but cue angst when it’s like “whoops turtles abandon their children in the wild lmao bye nerds” and she leaves, or something idk i was watching an animal show about nature’s worst parents when i was inspired to design her.

Rosalba is a caring, kind person, but she has a hard time letting go of her primal nature, as she’s been a primal turtle her whole life, and therefore cannot assimilate into the human society her sons have. While she cares about them, and lets them call her mama and mom and so on, she doesn’t believe she is really their true parent, since she didn’t raise them.


I love her so much honestly I didn’t think it was possible to like someone so fast before, to me she’s my whole world but to her I’m just another fan but that’s ok because she may not know me but she loves me because she loves her fans and no matter what I will always fuckin support her cause she’s my fuckin spirit animal and she’s goals also she’s the reason I’m so confident so thank you enya te amo mucho 😘💕 enjajaja

Attention, Idiots.

Sorry! lol I’ve been watching Guardians Of The Galaxy and Rocket is my spirit animal and I saw an opportunity and I took it. 

About the paw pads on Judy. Before you make another comment, well, ah’hah, don’t, mate. For one, those are OLD drawings from a long time ago. Only 4 pictures were ever done where I put feet pads on Judy. (Regardless they were cute as hell) However I haven’t drawn feet pads on Judy ever since. 

So before you come at me like, thinking you’re all clever, keep that in mind and read the description boxes. If you’re going to be stupid enough to say “omg bruh she triggered” I’m going to laugh at you the way Rocket laughs at Peter Quill’s 12% of a plan because I’m going to assume you have 12% of a brain :) 


P.S: Guardians Of The Galaxy 2 is AWESOME. Rocket, StarLord, Gamora, Nebula, Drax, Baby Groot, Yondu, Mantis - all the feels. 

I don’t think there’s going to be any point ever where Kumin Tsuyuri is not my spirit animal? I mean look at her

She just naps anywhere, any time?

She forms a club for napping and naps at the member signups?

She holds a napping competition at one point?

Plus she’s totally down with whatever fun chunibyo stuff her friends have planned?

ANd then one time she dressed up as and started acting like their friend in an effort to fill the void left by that friend moving without telling anyone?

Bottom line, Kumin Tsuyuri is amazing and also me and I am a huge fan of her

anonymous asked:

This isn't a question but I am SO happy that there are more pan characters in shows,games,books, ect.Whenever I find out that a character is pan i get really happy.They didn't just make them gay or bi,they choose a much less represented sexuality and honestly it feels great.

Me too! I just wish they’d announce Harley Quinn as Pansexual you know? Harley is like my spirit animal, and it took them fffooorrreeever to even announce her and Ivy were a thing. (I don’t even think they said she was bisexual and I’m not trying to take that away from bisexuals if they did ) but I see her as a Free sported Pansexual you know? Even if it’s not confirmed….


I think the main reason Emma Swan is a relatable character isn’t that she came from a bad situation and overcame it. I think it’s because she’s so human. She’s just waltzes up in places like yo I’m Emma and I get emotional over good hugs and I answer the door without my pants hey lets go break into the mayor’s office with a rock after I spill my hot chocolate all over myself idk about you guys but I’m gonna find a chainsaw and cut down an apple tree cause idgaf yes i can spell spell hoLY FUCK WHY IS THERE A DRAGON 

The Slave & The Philosopher

Did I ever told you about how I hated the ingame hair for the Qunari? Well, I decided to redraw my Adaar with better hair and jewels, because why not? Dreads and braids ftw!

Ileana & Amaarok.
The first is a Tevinter slave who encountered the Inquisition when she tried to assassinate Dorian (you know how he is loved in Tevinter). She is broody and cold but hides a real pain inside her due to every abuses she received from her master who saw her as an animal. When the Inquisition captured her, she agreed to fight for them to gain her freedom.
The second is a Qunari and a Saarebas that escaped his Darvaarad when their dreadnaught exploded. He suceeded in keeping is spirit sharp without being noticed by making low profile his entire life. But he is incredibly smart and intelligent, and a real follower of Koslun… except he thinks that the Qunari are doing everything wrong with it.

Hope you will like them as much as I do! :)



 Kay, so we arrive and I see his booth thing. He’s signing people’s pictures and stuff and I’m peering at him out of the corner of my eye and he looks up at me and smiles, and I smile back. It was a short, but awesome moment.

  Then it was time for me to take the picture with him, but I got the wrong directions from a worker there aND MISSED THE PHOTO OPPORTUNITY. So I met this girl (who was literally my spirit animal) and the same thing happened to her, and we were in the autograph line with tickets for pictures. When we get up there, we tell the worker what happened and she said “I’m sorry, I don’t think you guys can take the pictures. Just buy another ticket for tomorrow and come back.”


 I walked up and he smiled at me and said “Hi, how was your day?” and I replied with “Pretty great, how about yours?” and he said “Tiring,” and I said “I bet,” and we laughed and shared a moment.

  Then he asked if my friend ( @shipyoulikefedex ) and I were going to the panel, and I said “Probably not, we’ll be driving home by then,” aND I KID YOU NOT HE REPLIED WITH “Aw, I wish I could ride with you guys.” AND I SAID VERY CALMLY AND COOLLY, “I’d gladly take you” aND WE LAUGHED TOGETHER.

He asked what my name was after that and I told him “Mckayla” and HE FREAKING SAID “I like that name, a lot,” and I told him “thank you so much!”

 Then it was during the actual picture and @shipyoulikefedex had a wire to hold up some of the hair on her cosplay (which was Canada from Hetalia aND IT WAS BEAUTIFUL) and he said “Don’t stab my eye out with that thing” IN THE MOST DAD VOICE EVER AND I WAS STILL CALM AND COOL.

 During the picture, we put our arms around each other (like you do when you take pictures) and I was really hesitant to get all close to him and he fREAKING (GENTLY) PULLS ME CLOSER TO HIM SO OUR BODIES WERE TOGETHER (not to be weird)! THEN AFTER THE PHOT WAS TAKEN HE






“I love you, Mckayla,”






This has been a very important PSA from this psycho

Vacation For Two

Warning: romance and smut shall follow…

“Beautiful..” Asami trailed off.

She was staring at the scene in front of her. One minute they had been surrounded by the ruins of republic city and in the next they were among the perfect haven of the spirit world. The portal had led them to a wide expanse with the softest grass she had ever felt. It was even a richer shade of green and all around her there were gorgeous shades of pink, peach and brilliant yellow flora. The trees looked like lily pads atop sharp elegant trunks swollen and rounded at the base connected by veins of wood.The sky was tranquil with it’s purple hue and even the air seemed to have a faint glowing aura. Asami never imagined this was were she would end up when her world dissolved in bright light around her just minutes ago.

“I know.” Said Korra staring straight at the non-bender. Her girlfriend; her one and only, especially now that they were alone. Together. It had been too long since she wished to take Asami away; to take her and have her to herself somewhere peaceful.

Asami blushed the softest shade of pink as she caught what the Avatar was focused on.

She turned to the face the younger girl.
“What do we do now?”

“Come on, I’ll show you.” Said the Avatar, her eyes lighting up like she suddenly had an idea. She laced their fingers together and began to lead the way.

“We can leave our bags here.” She said excitedly putting hers at the base of a tree.

As the sky darkened to a deep violet, Korra led Asami to the biggest tree in the area. It had a cavern-like opening and the entrance was so dark, the non-bender could barely see.

“Maybe you should bend a flame so we can see where we’re going?” Asami’s voice echoed.

Korra laughed lightly, her palms were sweaty in Asami’s. She remained steady but her heart was pounding in her chest.

“It’ll ruin the surprise,” she said pulling the older girl close. “Just be patient okay?” She said and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

Asami smiled. Korra always knew how to make her feel safe in the dark but here in the spirit world with Korra and that lingering warmth on her lips.. she had never felt more safe in her life.

They walked (Asami stumbling here and there) further when Asami caught sight of small strands of light coming from what she thought might have been a curtain of leaves covering the exit.

As they neared the entrance Korra stopped short and turned to Asami.
“Okay we’re here. Come in front of me.” She smiled.

Korra covered the older girl’s eyes from behind.

“You’re so silly.” Asami teased even though she thought Korra was being incredibly romantic and adorable.

“Yes but silly makes you happy.” Korra said gently pushing her forward.

Asami could feel the leaves brush against her hands as they passed through the entrance.

“Okay… Here it is.” Korra said moving her hands away.

Asami was taken aback with the entire place. All the plants and trees looked like they were sprinkled with liquid spirit light. Flowers, plants and leaves all with a faint glow. Small spirit insects slowly gliding around their habitat in small synchronized swarms.

“I know it’s kinda weird but I thought it was cool the way everything lights up when you touch it.” Korra explained. She moved and the ground lit up where her feet stepped and faded when they left the surface. She smiled and continued.

“I mean it’s kinda the same effect you have on me.” She said blushing “I thought maybe you might like this,” she said scratching the back of her head.

She gently twirled a spirit flower in between two fingers with her back to Asami. The glow illuminating her olive toned face.

“I mean you said you wanted to se–” she was cut off abruptly by the older girl turning her around and crashing their lips together in one swift movement.

“This is the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for me.” She whispered.

Korra gave her signature goofy grin, the one Asami knew best and loved most. The Avatar blushed and looked down. When she looked up from under her lashes she met Asami’s soft gaze.

It turned serious and she kissed the Avatar again slowly. Making sure to massage more passion into the intimate exchange. Korra felt herself being pushed back against one of the spirit trees. She could feel heat in the pit of her stomach slowly rising and she knew Asami felt the same from the way her nose and cheeks were flushed a deep pink.

Ragged breaths whispered against the leaves as Asami pushed her hands up Korra’s shirt, grazing her nails down her back. The younger girl broke for air and Asami attacked her neck with small bites and kisses to sooth the tampered skin. Korra let out the slightest moan and Asami reveled in the sound.

“Again. Please.. Please make that sound again.” She thought.

She slowly pushed her knee up between Korra’s legs and pinned her waist against the tree. Korra gasped and laced her fingers in Asami’s hair pulling her in to deepen the kiss.

“Wait Sami– wait.” She gasped but the older girl was already lifting her shirt exposing her bindings to her along with the Avatar’s toned abdomen. She trailed warm wet kisses down her stomach making Korra bite her lip. The Heiress kissed her just below her navel and dragged her bottom lip up against Korra’s skin before looking up.

“Yes?” Asami said raising an eyebrow. Korra was left speechless by the sight of the older girl staring up at her from down there.

“Um– maybe we can– I mean we should– but – we can go do this.. Somewhere else?” Korra suggested.

Asami flashed a brilliant smile stood up and flipped her hair.

“Lead the way Avatar.”

Korra grabbed her arm and led her deeper through the small glowing enclosure. They snaked through, leaving a glowing trail that faded with them like a comet’s tail. When they rounded a curve Asami was stunned. Two trees on either end of a huge plush platform stood in the corner. Their trunks grew bent so that their branches intertwined at the top forming a hood of wood and leaves.

“It’s the softest thing you’ll ever lie on. Iroh showed me the worms that make the fibers that some of the spirit animals make into nests.” Korra said with a triumphant grin.

“And so you, my spirit animal, made your own nest for the two of us?” Asami said pulling her close.

“With a view!” She said. “The leaves sparkle and make it look like the night sky. Just like in republic city.” She said.

“I don’t want to think about anywhere else than here with you Korra.” Asami answered honestly, her eye contact steady.

Asami hitched Korra up. The younger girl wrapped her legs around Asami’s torso instinctively. She then went around the side and placed Korra down on the spirit bed. She peppered her face and neck with soft kisses. Slowly undoing her bindings.

She gently nipped under Korra’s breast.

“Mmmm.” the younger girl encouraged.

Asami continued to trail wet warm kisses down her girlfriend’s toned stomach, slightly curving the path to her hip bone. Opening her mouth and sucking it sloppily.

Korra, through half-lidded eyes, watched as she made her way down to the top of her womanhood. She switched to the inside of her girlfriend’s tan thighs. She licked the skin and let her breath cool the warm trails. Korra shuddered. Asami could see her getting wet with the teasing.

“Bend your legs.” She said in a low voice. Korra complied and her girlfriend positioned her shoulders between her calves and thighs with her head squarely in front of Korra’s sex. She blew against her glistening heat making Korra bite her lip.

Wasting no time she dove in licking her from bottom to top with a wide tongue. The Avatar gasped and exhaled a moan. She zig zagged her licks and soon Korra was squirming under her mouth. The heiress gripped the younger girl’s thighs to keep her locked in place. She licked up and sucked Korra’s clit making her scream but she wasn’t done. Asami began to push her tongue inside her curling it just right to tease her G-spot. The “sut sut” sound of her girlfriend’s tongue flicking inside was enough to drive Korra crazy but feeling her warm mouth ravish her clit was driving her insane. She began to pump her hips against Asami’s face. Asami welcomed her bucking and called for Korra’s climax.

“Cum baby. Cum for me.” She growled.

Korra threw her head back, slack-jawed with her eyes shut tight. Her hands gripped the wooden panel behind her as a flood of warmth poured out into Asami’s open mouth which she gladly swallowed.

Asami knelt up with her mouth still glistening with Korra’s wetness. She wiped her hand and licked the excess away. She gently kissed up Korra’s body till she reached the ear of the spent Avatar.

“You’re so cute when you cum, you get so flushed and noisy.” She teased.

“Oh don’t worry Korra breathed. I’ll get u back for it.”