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         inhale 

                               & 

                                             exhale 

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I’m loving the Beifong twins more Wei (white font) & Wing (yellow font) (´ ▽｀).。ｏ♡

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Another one of my nerd observations.

The twins even have opposite fighting poses. 

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     “don’t make that bet!” it’s called out seriously over his shoulder while his brother catches up. a dare wasn’t just a breath, they always followed through on them and if wei loses he really will have to eat one and he’ll get all poofy and pink like he did that one time opal wanted a turtleduck for a pet. 

       “if you get sick m’not gonna-oOOFf!” he runs smack into the sudden vault of earth, tripping over forward in a plume of dust. “that’s not fair wei, what the hell!” 

       well, at least now he doesn’t have to worry about his brother eating a rotten egg. 

       after a huff and a quick brush off, he’s sprinting after, “that she’s gonna have the first platinum benders as kids, that’s what she’s gonna think.” he grins, wide and confident. where wei has confidence in himself, wing mirrors it. he believes in them more than individually, however. wei always gets it first, and he’ll follow. 

        not like he’d ever tell him that. 

        they stop when the path becomes less of a path and more of a solid wall of rock, giving it a quick once over. he exchanges a look with his brother, dropping into proper stance before splitting open the mountainside with a practiced ease. his foot slams on the ground, feeling the vibrations as he exhales slowly through his nose. 

      “we’re not far. there’s a vein down another twenty feet.”

the correction doesn’t bother him.

once upon a time, when they were half of huan’s size and could only roll loose stones down the hill around their estate and wei couldn’t stand the idea of being weaker than his little brother.

but now that’s over and done with, if anything it’s something he needs to work on he simply tells himself.

wing pushes, but barely enough to leave treadmarks and he’s after him like a light, racing down the well beaten path to overtake him.          ❛ last one has to eat a rotten turtleduck egg ! ❜

it’s a bold declaration, he’s allergic to the stuff so it’s all the more reason for him to clench his fingers into a tight fist and jerk it upwards suddenly, raising a plate of earth beneath his brother’s feet which he hops over to move in front of him.

        ❛ hey, what do you think ma’s think? ❜

there wasn’t even a guarantee they could do it but the older twin had never found a reason to speak without confidence.

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    he kind of just does what his brother tells him.

     not that wing was having a blast doing nothing but reconstruction work for the last six hours, but he would have stayed there like mom said, like a good boy, had wei not given him that look and a quick motion with his fingers; ‘leave.’ 

                       he didn’t question, but rather followed right after. 

     he thinks they’re going to go play some powerdisk right away but his brother foregoes that all together, and they skip closer to the edge of the city instead. ah, the refinery. he smells the steam and burning earth before they even see it.

     a calloused hand presses the wall his brother touches; his own eyes close and he can see the earth, then. he can feel it in his bloodstream, born from it, and when his eyes open, he’s smirking at his twin, “it’s a quarter mile, but you’re right. no one’s there.” 

    he shoves past wei and darts off in the direction, “last one there’s a rotten turtleduck egg!”

wei’s never felt crowded in his own city.

but on the edges of a refinery a couple miles south of the rail line stations, he finds comfort in the idea he wasn’t about to bump into some out of towner. not that he had a problem with that; no, it was great to have some fresh faces and the offer for help was too generous to turn down. zaofu was still reeling and although it could be built back by its citizens, the extra security was beneficial in many ways.

there were only so many spires and wall restructurings he could work through before the itch to stray, stretch his muscles and whiz a few discs around called him away.

and he never did it alone.

a strong hand is pressed against an edged wall, spring green eyes slipping shut. silver waves rippling outwards in rings with his palm at the epicenter sought a message and brought back an answer half a minute later. the edges of his mouth curved upward as he looked back to the mirror waiting a few heartbeats away.

       ❛  there’s a deposit another half mile into the mountain. don’t think anyone’s there; makes for a great practice area.❜

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[ HEY NEW FOLLOWERS 

i’m way new to the lok/a:tla fandom,

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      wing knows rudimentary    sign    language,       though only tends to use it in training or combat. 

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tried to draw the beifong twins ahh

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         inhale 

                               & 

                                             exhale 

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Dont worry, just casually reminding everyone how attractive these two are.

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It seems Wei is likely to be the less injured of the two

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Something tells me that the twins are mama’s boys.

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[ICONS - 10] Wei & Wing Beifong - Legend of Korra

Requested by anonymous.

Here you are! I apologize for only being able to make a few, but I do hope you like them nevertheless!

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