#kidncpped

❯❯ ask meme from @kidncpped​

     Asami bit her lip, furrowed her brow, shook her head. No. No, that wasn’t true. It couldn’t be true. “I don’t believe that, Korra. Not for a second.”

     Things were hard for them--sometimes a future where they could be together, safe, and happy seemed so far away--but it was Korra that Asami thought of in the quiet moments, it was Korra that she saw when she closed her eyes, it was Korra that she dreamed of when she was able to sleep, when the buzz of invention and the background hum of loneliness gave way long enough for her to rest. It was always Korra. 

     Of course they were meant to be. Asami knew that the same way that she knew positive and negative electrical charge created lightning, or gravity kept the earth circling the sun. What she felt for Korra was exactly like that: like lightning. Like gravity. 

           HER HERO. Korra had been holding her breath for spirits knew how long. The room was too crowded. It had her on edge. At Lance’s words, a smile grew across her cheeks, and she gave him quick nod. “I think we can slip out the back door.”

        "sounds good to me. if we get caught, though," he started, leaning in to whisper, "i'll cause a distraction and you keep going, 'kay?" they thrived outdoors, anyway. most of the time, at least. but he knew how suffocating it could be when so many people were trying to throw themselves onto him, he could only imagine what it was like for korra, being the avatar. he reached out, taking her hand to lead her away from the crowd and around back. "so. . . safe to say we probably won't be coming back, right? 'least not right away?"

    She was DEFENSIVE. And for good reason, having no doubt interpreted the emotion his pinched brows betrayed: how he fought with himself to keep a placid countenance and failed by the rupture like cracking ice across his FACADE. Disappointed, maybe--NO. He couldn’t be. He wouldn’t be. He knew--and every other life before him--the TRIBULATIONS of the Avatar: what impossible decisions they faced and yet had no choice but to make. This, though?

    Aang wanted to understand. He TRIED to understand.

    But the frown marring his lips did not relent; something within him HURT.

🌸 drawing my mutuals’ muse [4/?] 🌸

｡☆✼★ @kidncpped - Red Lotus Korra ★✼☆｡

Let's talk about @kidncpped for a second. First of, I LOVE alternative universes. We can all wonder about the "what ifs" in our favourite stories but there are only few people pulling off the BIG "what ifs". Now, Eliza is pulling off her "what if Korra got kidnapped by the Red Lotus" AU gracefully! Has written a whole story behind it to make interactions easier & to share her briliance with the rest of the community. I'm blown away. Her portrayal of Korra is unique because she is unique!

       "don't you get it? you're what's important! no one cares what happens to me--- without you. . . there's no chance of making anything better."

Few choices had been present to the two boys, now men. After the loss of their parents, Mako had to make rather hard decisions for their future. While initially he had contemplated getting involved with the Triple Threat Triad and running bets for them on the side, that wasn’t a life he wanted for his brother. The second best option presented to him was from the Order of the White Lotus.

After Aang’s death, a new Avatar had been born. However, not found. The Avatar was to be found and to accomplish this goal, they had to enlist help from multiple locations. They could be anywhere after all. The task at hand was by no means a walk in the park. Still, it would provide a sustainable yet relatively safe life for the two of them.

It was all he could do at the current moment to do right by his brother. The White Lotus offered a safer way to protect and survive than the Triple Threats did. Despite getting an offer from both groups, he settled with odd reluctance on the White Lotus.

Years would pass before Mako was ready to travel to search for the Avatar. Most of his early years were spent in Republic City after the tragedy since at the age of eight, he was still too young.

Once of a decent age, Mako set out with a team. Bolin had been enlisted to a different area than his brother, a different team. It’d be good for him although the firebender couldn’t help but worry. He got a fair distance away from Republic City with the group and just outside of Taku. Taking charge, Mako had gone ahead to scout the way and perhaps spend a bit of time away from all the noise. 

Quite a ways up, he saw her.

He wouldn’t have been able to tell it was her if not for what she was doing. One element. Then another. And another. It dawned on him, becoming blatantly obvious. Taku was rather secluded considering it was abandoned, a good place to practice and train. Perhaps that was why she had come here? He didn’t know. All that mattered was that he found her. The Avatar. 

Now what? Was he supposed to go up there and say ‘ hey, aren’t you the avatar? ‘. Yeah right. That wouldn’t do. Neither would standing here like a complete idiot which is what he was managing. Could she see him from here? Did she notice? He hoped not, he didn’t exactly have much of a plan yet. The plan was to find her but... Then what?