My entry for MSPP!!! Modern au. My fave pair of dorks being a cute pair of young parents. Now it’s Papa Mako’s turn to carry baby Naoki on the sling! Also Mako looking hella nerd good with eyeglasses :)
korra and asami hang out romantically at yet another wedding
Fire Lord Izumi’s second son didn’t want to marry in the Fire Nation capital, but right by the sea, in the hometown of his now-bride. The midsummer celebration, though tempered by its more modest location, is still an event of imperial proportions, naturally incorporating the presence of any Avatars and company that happen to be near town. The admittedly large part of Asami that still loves the fairytale charm of a beach wedding is more than happy to tag along.
By the time the fifteenth song is floating across the lantern-, streamer- and flower-festooned courtyard from the ensemble upon the dais, Asami is leant quiet over the bar, quite far from the dancefloor. She folds her arms onto the warm wood, and head onto her arms, lulled by the music, clinking cinnabar nails against her drink.
listen. i’m v lonely and have one friend, my best friend who is also my roommate, and i would love to have at least one more lol. like all i’m lookin for is someone to talk about tv and movies and junk with, who likes to text me literally all the time, and will let me be there for u and support you. that is all. i’m gonna tag the stuff i’m into and if you feel like i’m your kinda person then please for fucks sake send me a message so we can be besties and i can love you forever.
Oh, once my men start working on you, you’ll soon change your mind. Rourke Farran was a client of mine–before he was killed, that is. You remember Farran, don’t you? He had a special love for pain. He told me that torturing Sam Cortland was the most fun he ever had.
(This is a brief tumblr series I’m going to be writing when ideas strike me. I’m not putting it on any sites at the moment because it’s very rough and unedited, and I have no idea when or if updates will ever happen. But I needed to hop on the Nerdy!Korrasami train ;) I’m tagging this as prompts just so people can find it. I promise I’m also working on both of my other longer projects, but this is just a way for me to warm up/stretch my writing muscles out with some fluff.)
When they meet for the first time, Korra is trying to pick a lock.
Well, it’s her own lock anyway. (She forgot that her office key was also attached to her car keys, and she biked to campus today because it was the first warm day after a long and bitter winter.)
(That’s what she tells herself, anyway. Really, she just didn’t plan ahead and remember she’d left student papers on her desk.)
(This is not unusual.)
(Korra always tries to pick the lock first, but gives up and calls the janitor in the end, anyway.)
So she’s kneeling on the tile with unfurled paper clips jammed into the doorknob, and her joints are screaming at her, and she’s pretty sure her kneecaps are going to start a rebellion against her in a few moments when she hears a tap, tap, tap on the tile.