I’ve been itching to do some writing and nothing has appeared on my dashes. I did one last year and I want to do another one! anyone know of any?

1. Snowflake
2. Restless
3. Beginning
4. Wind 2
5. Haze
6. Flame
7. Move
8. Prepared 3
9. Knowledge 1
10. Outside 2
11. Promise 2
12. Letters 2
13. Accusation
14. Silver
15. Future 3 
16. Companion
17. Formal
18. Sunset
19. Prepared 1
20. Knowledge 2
21. Denial
22. Wind 1
23. Order 1
24. Order 2
25. Thanks
26. Look
27. Summer 
28. Summer Part 2
29. Transformation
30. Tremble
31. Mad
32. Thousand
33. Thousand Part 2
34. Outside 1
35. Outside 1 Part 2
36. Outside 1 Part 3
37. Winter 1
38. Winter 2
39. Prepared 2
40. Diamond 1
41. Diamond 2
42. Letters 1
43. Promise Part 1
44. Promise Part 2
45. Promise Part 3
46. Simple 1
47. Simple 2 [the ending at least]
48. Future 1
49. Future 2 Part 1
50. Future 2 Part 2 [finale]

Korra and Asami sat together peacefully on top of a hill that overlooked Republic City. The sun was setting and the wind was blowing gently, it felt comforting to the skin. The warm air against a gentle cooling breeze made Asami reflect on past evenings with her mother. She had no idea why, but she missed her terribly more than ever at that moment.

“Asami,” Korra hesitantly started, she hasn’t been this flustered since the day they first kissed long ago, in Asami’s bedroom. She was going to leave her back then; she feared the extreme negative effects it would have on Future Industries at the time.  It’s hard to imagine her life now without Asami, her life was perfect, she loved her so deeply. She looked over to her and her neckline stood out. The betrothal laid upon her chest, the physical proof of her love to her. She made it with the help with forges of the Fire Nation. The Fire Lord was more than willing to help her in anyway shape or form, she even went out of her way to gather the correct materials for her. She was so in debt with the Fire Lord, she knew she had to go help her out one day soon.

Korra then looked down at her right hand and saw the ring on it. It was Asami’s quick response to the betrothal; it fit the customs of Republic City, giving a ring with a diamond on it. Though she said she had something better in mind for when she had the time. That time never came however, quickly after the Thousand Dragons came and flipped their lives upside down ever since.

“Korra?” Asami said after the long pause “You ok in there?”

“Yeah, sorry. I just got caught up in my thoughts.”

“It’s ok, now what were you going to say?”

Korra had to once again try to recollect her thoughts. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Asami, when this is all over,” she gestured her hand across the city and spoke as if it will be all over soon, “I think…I think we should have a child.”

Asami was completely taken back and gave an expression she has never given before. She was surprised by Korra’s sudden paternity want; she never expressed any interest before.

Korra looked over and couldn’t recognize the expression Asami was giving. Was she upset about this? Did she cross a line? “Asami, we don’t have to if you—“

“No! No, it’s…how are we going to have one?” Asami’s expression changed instantaneously after she asked, putting Korra’s doubts to rest.

“Oh, I’m sure there are ways.” Korra said slyly as she leaned into her. Their lips met with great intensity, this was the girl she planned on spending eternity with. She wasn’t the Avatar; she was Korra, the southern water tribe girl. She would give up her eternal live for this woman beside her.

Asami decided that the time has come to call the Thousand Dragons out. After what happened yesterday, it had to be done. Korra still hasn’t recovered; this had to stop, now. Her idea to draw them out is her usual, make a public display; she called a public address on the current events.

“We will not be intimidated or we will not back down from anything they throw at us.” Asami reassured everyone in attendance. “We’ve been ambushed, head on attacked and a man even tried to have his way with me, but I will tell you all and the Thousand Dragons something. We are stronger than ever, and let me tell you something, mister head dragon. Why don’t we just cut to the chase? You obviously made your statement and I’m still here.” She mocked the leader with her presence. “If you want me gone so badly, why not just end all these failed attempts to scare us and get down to it. It’ll be simple; Korra and I against all of you have to offer. Let’s just get it over with, because I’m not going anywhere.”

Asami finished her speech and, just like last time, a man rushed towards her, but this time they were prepared. Korra shot the podium at the man, causing him to fall backwards. He quickly got back up and resumed charging at Asami. Korra being really annoyed made her arm flare with fire surrounding up and uppercut the man in the stomach when he got near her. He stumbled around gasping for air for a minute before retreating. Korra darted at him, she wasn’t done with him yet, but Asami grabbed her arm.

“What are you doing?” Korra hissed.

“Let him go.”

“Why?!” Korra was appalled that Asami would just him go free again, she demanded an answer.

“It’s simple. We follow him, see where he goes. The White Lotus and police are on his trail on the roof tops.” Korra looked up at the rooftops to confirm what Asami said and she saw them stealthily following the man.

[on a much lighter note…]

“Hey, Korra…” Asami started, she was flustered, one of those rare moments where she didn’t know what exactly to say.

“Yeah, Asami?” Korra has rarely left Asami’s side since they got together. She tried to spend as much time with her as she could. Especially now since Future Industries is about to go bankrupt. Korra could tell that this was a bit too much for her to handle.

“Promise me…” Asami tried to explain but something was holding her tongue.

“Just say it.” Korra said. This is definitely a first for Korra; usually Asami said everything right up front.

“Promise me…that you won’t leave. Forever.” Korra was astounded by this request.  Asami feared that if things continued as they were she’d go bankrupt, and she would want to have Korra there.

Korra thought of a way to lighten the mood a bit. “Well, I don’t know about forever. I mean I’d have to go to council meetings—“

“We’ll call them.”

“I don’t think they have a phone.”

“I’ll install one for them.”

Korra giggled a bit. “Fine then, I see there’s nothing going to stop you.” Korra placed a hand on Asami’s cheek. “I promise I won’t be going anywhere.”

It was the words that Asami longed to hear. She quickly pressed her lips against the Avatar’s, displaying her longing of her. She needed her now more than ever.

[RATED M. THIS IS MATURE CONTENT. IT ISN’T SMUT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.]

Read More

“You sure you want to do this? I mean I’m all excited about your glove being completed too but, there’s gotta be a better way to handle this.” Korra tried to calm Asami down.

“Yes, I’m sure.” She raised an eyebrow. “We gotta let them know we’re not afraid, right?” She turned to look at Korra, mocking her of her previous statement.

Korra sighed, this is the one time she thought this was a bad idea, but she did deserve that.  “Ok. Let’s go and test out your new toy.”

…

They walked around downtown for a bout thirty minutes before they encountered a person from the Thousand Dragons.

“Hey look, it’s the Sato filth and her bitch.” The man called out to them. “With the promise of us making ourselves known and with the demonstration from last time, I thought the avatar would be staying home today.” Once again they spoke of Korra’s title as if she were an imposter.

They both turned around with an unentertained look. With the two of them together and with hidden police and White Lotus soldiers, they knew they were completely safe.

“Ooooooo, lookie here. The girls are not amused. Well then how about I amuse you with THIS!” The man shot out a large chunk of earth at the two girls, but Korra formed a thick barricade in front of them, suspecting another attack following this one. She was right, the man sent out a smaller and more lethal attack aimed at their throats, but he didn’t predict the wall Korra formed.

Korra pushed the wall back down as Asami sent her whip at the man, wrapping it around him with a loud and thick snap.

“Heh, what’s this?” he laughed. “I’m sorry, but I’m not into this filth.”

Asami squeezed her hand and an electrical charge was sent through the cable.  His head shot back and he quickly fell to his knees from the sudden electrocution.  Korra bended the earth around him to encase his arms and legs so he couldn’t move. Asami walked up to him and looked down at him.

“For being absolute scum, you sure are a fine piece of meat.” Asami wanted to slap him. She leaned over a bit.

“Go tell your boss a message.” She began and she twisted a knob on the glove which intensified the electricity, the man’s body once again shot outwards with the sudden change.  “Go tell him that he won’t be able to maim, disfigure, or whatever sick plans he has for us.” She told him with a cold stare.

He began to laugh aloud through his pain. “That’s what they all said.” His laughter grew as the joke became more and more hilarious to him.

Asami was disgusted in the man and so she turned the small knob once again to the half-way point. The man’s laughter quickly turned to screams of agony. She had enough of all of this. Korra released the man from his rock bindings. She turned to Asami and looked at her. Asami sighed and stopped the electrical charges and reeled the wire back in with a press of a button. 

Asami just finished tinkering with her new glove. Satisfied that it can do what she originally planned, and better, made her feel safe to go out in public again. She wouldn’t need Korra to be by her side, though having additional help wouldn’t hurt.  She set the glove down and peered through the window with triumphant eyes. She leaned back in her chair awaiting the return of her future wife. She had to get some small supplies for Asami and the house; she was such a big helper when she wanted to. She probably wanted to see the gloves in action just as much as Asami did. Today couldn’t get any….

Oh no. The feeling of triumphant was quickly shattered and fear swallowed her. She darted for the door. “GET THE FIRST AID KIT!” She screamed, hoping that the butler would hear her. She bolted through the door and ran to Korra. She had a long cut on her arm, which was bleeding profusely. She was also bloodied all over.

“Are you ok?!” Asami had to stop herself from touching Korra, she could’ve had broken bones.

“I’m fine.” Korra tried to reassure Asami, it didn’t work. She chuckled lightly “I got him good though.” She added cockily and smiled.

“Did they jump you again?” She asked, tracing the cut on the arm with the tip of her finger.

Korra shook her head. “They called out to me as they threw a sharp piece of rock at me. I think it was a warning shot. But I made sure they wouldn’t be able to walk for a few weeks.”

“Promise me you won’t go out alone again!” The endless thought cycle of something horrible happening to Korra broke Asami’s heart and brain. She cupped Korra’s face and Korra couldn’t recognize the expression she was giving. Korra nodded and lifted her arm to feel Aasmi’s face.

“At least you can still move your arm.” Asami sighed in relief.

Many of the Sato help came rushing out the door with first aid. 

Korra was going to depart on her first real Avatar mission, alone. She didn’t want to go alone, she wanted help from Tenzin and also bring along Asami for company. But neither could go, Tenzin had to stay because there were rumors of former Equalists extremists trying to reform the attack and Asami was still too busy getting her company up on its feet.

She was riding with Tenzin on Uggi to the rendezvous point to meet with an Earth Kingdom representative. She sat alone and quiet, fearing of going alone. Tenzin caught on to her anxieties and tried to relax her.

“You’ll be fine, Korra. My father was scared on his first solo mission too, but he got it done.” Korra remained silent. “What might help you with your mission is to write down everything, like a journal. It what helped calmed my father down.” A thought occurred in his mind and he turned around to face Korra, who was indeed listening. “What you could do, since you’ll be there for a few weeks, is write us letters. I’m sure your friends will appreciate it!” He couldn’t help but give a comforting smile to her when he saw her reaction. She indeed smiled as well and slightly blushed. She would write to Asami practically every day.

“Thanks Tenzin. I’ll be sure to write to you guys.”

Asami continued to work on her new attack glove. It was mostly working; just some final adjustments had to be made. She had enough; the Thousand Dragons knew that they got engaged and that they’re going to make their presence known. She had to be able to defend herself if she were to go out in public again. Though she stayed home Korra still went out, she wanted to show that she wasn’t intimidated. Asami knew she would get in trouble because of that, so she decided to work on the glove at the window nearest to the door, keeping an eye out for her just in case.

“Madam” Asami’s butler came to her and startled her. She looked at him with a worried face, she feared the worst. “I didn’t know you were scared of getting mail.”  The butler sarcastically stated. Asami sighed in relief and rolled her eyes. She grabbed the mail and started to open them without taking her gaze from the window.

Most were about work and bills and the usual bills and spam; however one of them stood out. It was addressed to “Asami Sato of Future Industries” written in a fancy script hand writing. She opened it up and was immediately disgusted with what she saw. There were obituary clippings pasted onto a large piece of paper with pictures of the corpses. They were the Thousand Dragons’ previous targets. The only thing hand written was at the bottom of the page “Yours will be the worst.”

“That’s tragic.” Korra said aloud from behind Asami. Asami didn’t know when she got in or how. How long was she staring at that paper? She began to wonder how her attention was broken for so long. Asami started to crumble the paper out of sheer disgust and anger.

“Don’t!” Korra stopped her, stopping Asami’s hands. “When this is over,” she continued in a disheartened voice, “we should go find their families. Tell them it’s all over.”

“That’s incredibly sweet, Korra.” Asami said, trying to sound optimistic. Korra gave a small smile to her and placed her hand on Asami’s shoulder.