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That's so sweet of you to ask! I've gotten a few messages like these (that I've somehow lost?? I'm so sorry) and I really, really appreciate every single one.

I was lucky enough to receive a bone marrow transplant but the recovery has been much harder than I thought it would be. Thankfully I am doing so much better than I was and am cancer free!

In general I've become very distracted by mortality and death but in a charming Emily Dickinson kind of way I assure you.

It depends on what you like anon… I’m going to recommend a variety of fics and hopefully you’ll find one that you’re interested in. Also the fics I’m going to recommend aren’t super well known(as in around 10K hits or less). The list is in alphabetical order of the author’s names.

Blood Red by deeperinmyheadA Legend of Korra modern day (dark) AU set in a small town. Korra returns to her hometown after being away for three years. The nightmares from the past still haunt her along with the side-effects of her Blood Bending and some lost memories. She meets Asami, a woman she’s having an unexplainable attraction to. Together, they go through a lot of pain as Korra is haunted by the past - killer with a personal vendetta.

Comforts of Home by EmiraelSingle Mom AU/Modern AU - Sweet and family-centered. Korra is new in this part of the city, and she’s not particularly interested in romance at this point in her life. But then her son makes a friend, and, well, what kind of mother would she be if she didn’t meet the friend’s mom at some point?

The College of the Holy and Undivided Elements by FuhadezaKorra is overwhelmed by the first formal dinner she goes to at university. Cambridge AU!

Brittle Wires by golariIt became clear very quickly that Asami Sato was a bit of legend at Future Industries. You weren’t surprised, exactly, but it was funny how much she actually fit the word. The exaggerated—because they had to be—stories about her that floated throughout the cafeteria. The way everyone would immediately snap to attention in her presence. The way she could command a room, even if she was only breezing through it. To your co-workers, Asami Sato was an enigma not to be decoded, just viewed from a distance. But Asami Sato was not the reason you had come to work at Future Industries. Against all odds, Future Industries had not only decided to give you a grant straight out of university, but they let you hand pick a team to make your dream a reality.

All These Broken Hearts on That Pole by GummyKorra knew this was insane. Absolutely utterly mad. The first time she ever stepped foot in a strip club and of course she had to fall for one of the strippers. The entire thing felt like a tired, worn out cliche. But cliche or not, something was happening and she sure as hell wasn’t going to let it slip through her fingers. Strip Club AU with Korrasami.

Just a party by IterdeiAsami and Korra are drunk at a party and Korra might be a little protective over Asami.

Blizzard by n1nastillDuring the Biannual Winter Games, snowboarder Korra became captivated by a certain United Republic athlete, the renowned Asami Sato.

Black Blizzard by theinvisiblekunstIn the early 1930s, severe drought struck the Great Plains. Unanchored soil picked up by the prairie winds would turn in to massive clouds of dust, covering everything in it’s path. It became known as The Dust Bowl, the worst man-made ecological disaster in human history. Asami Sato, on her way to Chicago for business purposes, is delayed in a small Dust Bowl town when a duster rolls in. She comes to care for the townspeople she meets, especially the blue-eyed farmhand who helps her when she’s injured. Unfortunately, in the small town of Republic City, Oklahoma, where Asami finds herself, residents and visitors alike will be witness to the worst storm yet, known as Black Sunday.

Mecha Tempest by VxnatoriI guess you could call it a borderlands au crossover thing. Korra, a seasoned bounty hunter ends up in over her head after meeting a hot mechanic in Three Horns.

Camp Amon by zirasealWelcome to your new life, free of the evil and sickly homosexual spirit within.

You have no idea how many I’ve read… so this is so hard! There are so many great fics out there and I wish I could extend the list to more than 5! (Listed in no particular order)

A Long Time Ago We Used To Be Friends by AnotherShotofBourbon & kittymannequin

Seeking Balance Series by SimplyKorra

Food Fight by Velvet95

Blue by ZoeReed

Ronin Korra by silkarc

I also like writers Revans_Mask, RaeDMagdon, soSwedeithurtsmyteeth, KorrasamiTrouble, golari, DraceDomino, Beech27, and A_Fazey. These writers all have multiple fics that I really enjoy. There are obviously many other amazing writers, but many of them only have one fic.

I was in JR High and in the midst of the most hardcore “Metal Phase” anyone had ever seen. I did not listen to any metal whatsoever. Things were not great at home and I had trouble communicating with people effectively so my friend group was certainly limited. There was a little comic shop up the street from the school where kids went and hungout. I had been in numerous times to go buy comics with money I had stolen from my stepdad and I had seen the kids sitting at the 8 foot long tables playing games. The thought of playing something like that in public was absurd to me, why draw attention to yourself like that? The town I grew up in was small and relatively unforgiving. 

One day a friend mentions going to the “Card shop” I had only ever known it as the “comic shop”. I begrudgingly accepted. The walk to the shop after school is one I would repeat most days of my teen life. The shop was everything a Comic/Game store should be. The floor was grey and dirty, The shelves were lined with old toys and books. Rows of long boxes filled a center island in the store. Pewter Warhammer models collected dust next to newer 40K models followed by an irresponsible amount of RIFTS books. and of course an endcap filled with 3.5 books. We grabbed some sodas from the fridge they had there and apparently I needed a deck because we were gonna play Magic. I grabbed a Golgari starter deck and some gaudy metal painted deckbox along with my first set of DragonShields and took them to the counter. I didn’t know how much the man ringing me up would mean to me at the time. His name was Chuck. He was obnoxiously friendly and terribly knowledgeable about his products. He was in retrospect probably the most important person I had ever met.