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((Sorry I've been declining this blog. AP week :/ ugh.))

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The left corner of his mouth lifted a bit, she was the only bother that he liked. Even more than that, but that was a whole other story. A story that started when they were just children.

He recalled being wealthy even then. She, naturally, hated him because of that, because all rich people...

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Always My Pleasure

Title: Always My Pleasure

Shipping: Tahorra/Tahkorra

Rating: K+

Reason for Rating: Minor coarse language

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He hated seeing her like this.

He hated the way her eyes followed that firebender everywhere.

He hated the fact that the thing she wanted most was something he couldn’t give her.

And he hated the firebender for causing her this much pain.

He couldn’t remember a time when he had so much hate for a single situation, but, dammit, that watertribe girl deserved to be happy.

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((ALL MY CREYS JUST NOW.))

“I’m just not pretty enough, I guess.” “What? No. You’re beautiful.”

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I’ve noticed that a lot of the Korra workers get a lot of love from a lot of fans.

The creators, obviously, are worshipped (even when we dislike their trolling) for all the work that goes into the series.

The track team has a lot of posts dedicated to their wonderful, emotion-filled scores.

The...

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((No, Korra, keep making Mako uncomfortable.))

oh, Korra, stop making Mako uncomfortable. 

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((Lol, guys, watch Episode 5, their date go horrible because Mako realizes Asami is a total fangirl and ends up hating her lololol.))

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((I can't tell if I'm laughing or crying.))

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The Makorra Blues

….I just had a lot of feelings ok?

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if you put your ear on the inner thigh of a complete stranger on the bus you can actually hear them say “what the fuck are you doing”

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What Bryan Konietzko said: We’ve always loved those kind of teen love triangle type stories and there was plenty of that in the original series. We’re definitely getting into it in this series.

What Bryan Konietzko meant: We really loved how much fans freaked out and threatened to do bodily harm to one another over the love triangles in the original series. We totally want to do that to you again. Because that was fun.

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((I’m going to try not to be biased when I make this post, so bear with me a bit.

Pro-Makorra (read this if you ship Makorra; do not read this if you ship Masami):

We don’t know the context of the Masami picture or of the picture of Mako smiling with hearts and blushes.

We don’t know if he’s...

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((Lol, I approve.

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This roleplay. I think it has reached a good semi-ending point.

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I love it.))

“I was just thinking the same thing,” he said, relaxing into a slight slouch and shutting his eyes.

“Goodnight, Korra,” he whispered, folding his hands loosely in his lap as he slowly allowed his breathing to even.

But even breathing did not mean a steady heart rate. And Korra was right there, again, laying on his shoulder. And girl plus shoulder does not equal slow, relaxed, calm heartbeat.

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"I was just thinking the same thing," he said, relaxing into a slight slouch and shutting his eyes.

"Goodnight, Korra," he whispered, folding his hands loosely in his lap as he slowly allowed his breathing to even.

But even breathing did not mean a steady heart rate. And Korra was right there, again, laying on his shoulder. And girl plus shoulder does not equal slow, relaxed, calm heartbeat.

He had to allow a small smile at her debate on what seemed appropriate for her to say.

“All right, then,” he said, his smile spreading slightly. “I’ll stay.” He kind of chucked; “You talked me into it!” he declared quietly, swinging his arms up as if he’d given into an argument he had been fighting for hours.

He took a deep breath, then looked over at her, his eyelids drooping slightly from how tired he was. “It is late, though,” he said. “Maybe we should sleep.”

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He had to allow a small smile at her debate on what seemed appropriate for her to say.

"All right, then," he said, his smile spreading slightly. "I'll stay." He kind of chucked; "You talked me into it!" he declared quietly, swinging his arms up as if he'd given into an argument he had been fighting for hours.

He took a deep breath, then looked over at her, his eyelids drooping slightly from how tired he was. "It is late, though," he said. "Maybe we should sleep."

“You sure?” he asked.

He kind of liked the way things were.

Even if the way they had (apparently) fallen asleep with one another in the park had been more comfortable, he liked the way things were.

“I mean, if you want me to go, I will, but I can stay if you need me,” he said.

I’d rather stay, myself, he thought silently.

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"You sure?" he asked.

He kind of liked the way things were.

Even if the way they had (apparently) fallen asleep with one another in the park had been more comfortable, he liked the way things were.

"I mean, if you want me to go, I will, but I can stay if you need me," he said.

I'd rather stay, myself, he thought silently.

He tried to relax. But his heart raced anyway. Korra laying on him. Even though it was happening, he was having a hard time wrapping his head around the idea.

Some part of him was flashing a big, red, glowing “STOP” sign.

Some part of him was nagging that there was too much work to be done.

Some part of him was worried about how his brother had nearly lost his bending.

But he didn’t notice them. Because none of them changed the fact that Korra was resting on his lap.

“Yeah,” he said, slowly releasing the tension in his muscles, “for now, at least, yeah. Everything’s fine.”

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He tried to relax. But his heart raced anyway. Korra laying on him. Even though it was happening, he was having a hard time wrapping his head around the idea.

Some part of him was flashing a big, red, glowing "STOP" sign.

Some part of him was nagging that there was too much work to be done.

Some part of him was worried about how his brother had nearly lost his bending.

But he didn't notice them. Because none of them changed the fact that Korra was resting on his lap.

"Yeah," he said, slowly releasing the tension in his muscles, "for now, at least, yeah. Everything's fine."

“Sure,” he said, trying to effect the same nonchalance into his tone of voice as he had into his shrug.

It worked about as well.

In all honesty, while Mako had had his fair share of crushes growing up, he hadn’t acted on them. He was too busy with protecting Bolin or stealing food. Or sometimes, when he felt he did have time, the girl was bluntly not interested in someone without a home or food or money.

So to have a girl so close in such an affectionate way… he was new to it.