#like korrasami have been dating for two years and are solid and one day they discover that they both still think mako can get it

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my ideal makorrasami imagines are always like

asami comes home to her girlfriend and boyfriend after a long day of being a genius engineer and fortune 500 ceo

she picks up bolin on the way because it's mako's birthday so they're having a little get-together

they head to the pool because that's usually where korra can be found when the weather is super warm, and obviously mako will be there too keeping her company

she and bolin hear raised voices as they approach. omg the girlfriend and boyfriend are fightinggggg

it's a very sophisticated argument. they're just saying, over and over, "nuh-uh!" "uh-huh!" "NUH-UH!" "YEAH-HUH!"

asami and bolin round the corner to see korra and mako glaring at each other, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy, absolutely drunk off their gourd

asami's just like "pregaming, are we? i hope you left some alcohol for the rest of us" and raises one devastating eyebrow

korra and mako turn to her and their faces light up immediately. "asami!! you're here!!!"

(the eyebrow does nothing to dampen their enthusiasm, which is fine, because they're very endearing drunks and she is very much enjoying this)

then they turn back to each other and are like "SHE'LL agree with me. THEN you'll see. i'm right and you're wrong. you're the wrongest forever and ever. no YOU are" etc. etc.

this of course quickly devolves into good ol rough and tumble rasslin

bolin's like "ooh ooh ooh! what are we talking about? i love being part of conversations! i want to have an opinion!!!"

by which point korra has mako in a headlock and they turn in tandem to look at asami (bolin's input is not required) and very earnestly ask her who the best kisser is

they're looking at her so expectantly and korra has forgotten about the headlock so now they're just hugging as they wait with baited breath for asami's verdict

and asami's like oh well uh guys i can't really...that's not...apples oranges et cetera, you're both extremely good kissers, really top notch, full marks for everyone, i uh always love any sort of kissing that we get to do, um, together,

just digging herself into this awkward hole, right. because no one expects that question

mako's mouth drops open. "woah," he says

"yeah," says korra

as one, their heads swivel toward each other

"the BEST kisser...is ASAMI!!!!!" they say in unison

they stare into each other's eyes for a beat

suddenly their mouths are colliding as they LAUNCH themselves toward each other and begin making out frantically and with great fervor

occasionally coming up for air to say such things as "you're so smart" "no YOU" "no ASAMI is" "asami's the smartest" "i love asami" "she's the best ever for always" amidst the most embarrassingly sloppy kissing known to man

bolin's like "soooo. just to make sure i'm getting this straight"

asami: uh-huh

bolin: the reason korra and my brother are kissing in front of us so enthusiastically...

asami: yeah

bolin: ...is because they are in SUCH complete agreement...

asami: right

bolin: ...that YOU are good at kissing?

asami: that appears to be the case, yes

asami can hear bolin facepalm somewhere off to the side, but she only has eyes for the ridiculously adorable and uncoordinated makeout session taking place in front of her

cousin tu's voice comes from the direction of the house. "oh dude they're done arguing? right on"

bolin: how long have they been arguing?

tu: idk, like half an hour? for a while they were just arm-wrestling but korra let mako win because it's his birthday, and he got all cranky about it

bolin: uh-huh. so how did they get from that...to this?

tu: well obviously then korra said it doesn't matter if she's the best arm-wrestler because mako's the best kisser

bolin: wait

tu: and mako was all, "no YOU'RE the best kisser" and korra went "no YOU are"

bolin: so you mean to tell me...

tu: and i got bored after like, five minutes of that so i went back inside

bolin: ...all this time they were fighting because they each think the OTHER person is better at kissing?

tu: well, yeah. i mean if you ask me they both seem to be pretty bad at kissing lol. but whatever, it's not my problem. no offense, asami!

bolin: they're probably better at kissing when they're sober. i mean, this is just embarrassing. right, asami? please tell me this is not what you're working with on a daily basis. asami? hello? asami?

but asami isn't listening. she's gazing at korra and mako with the goofiest smile on her face. her pupils have turned into heart shapes. without conscious decision on her part she clasps her hands and presses them sappily to her bosom

tu: dude, maybe we should, like, give them a minute

bolin: is this even safe? what if they bite each other's lips off?

tu: korra's a healer, right? like, i'm not worried about it

asami doesn't notice them leave. she's so full of love for these two ridiculous idiots that it's spilling out of her in the form of literal tears. she's crying from how much she loves them

this continues until korra and mako in their clumsy enthusiasm actually fall into the pool. korra bends the water away from mako before he can drown and then immediately tries to punch it for endangering him. asami runs over to get them out and they both see that she's been crying. this is followed by a five-minute sequence of mako frantically petting her hair while she tries to convince korra to put away the fire-dagger, no one has been mean to her, everything is all right, korra, no wait, don't go into the avatar state, you're going to suck the cake into the element vortex -

mako thinks it's very unfair that the day after his birthday, he's the only one who wakes up with a hangover. apparently the avatar, who's been up since the buttcrack of dawn merrily inventing the new field of batterbending to replace the cake she and her past lives destroyed, is above such concerns. asami kisses his nose with great affection and, it must be said, terrible morning breath. "how about this," she says. "on my birthday, korra and i will get drunk and attempt to eat each other's faces and you can babysit. sound good?"

yes, that sounds good, he thinks. after all, taking turns has served them pretty well so far.

[fyasamisato]

How Korrasami Saved Me

Hi there :) With the anniversary of the finale being today, I saw the post from @thewillowtree3 and @korrasamay about the stories we could share about the impact Korrasami had on us, and the various ways it helped us through our struggles and how it helped through difficult times. I think that’s such a wonderful idea, and I hope it’s okay that I share my story today.

I try to keep things pretty impersonal on this blog most of the time, and I don’t really share much about myself. I’ve started changing that a little, opening up I guess. So there’s probably no better time then now to put out all my cards on the table. A few years ago, I was probably at the lowest point I’ve ever been in my life. Before I was an adult, I was fairly cheerful and any sort of sadness never lasted long. It took a lot to get me down. That had changed so much, as the adjustment to college and work weren’t going smoothly. I had never been one to be anxious, but around my second year that had changed. I was starting to have full on panic attacks that effected my daily life, with anxiety just crushing down every day. I stopped going to classes, stopped going out with friends or even talking to them all that much. I was withdrawing from everything I cared about.

I don’t know if it was depression, I never really sought any help. I just know I was never so miserable. I started being so hard on myself. Every failure started to become proof of how worthless I felt.Even good things I’d twist in my mind into failure. I felt I didn’t deserve to succeed, and that I was bringing this all on myself. I saw no future for myself. It was like in a short time I realized everything I was doing was gonna get me nowhere. That I’d already screwed up my life beyond any repair.  That I was wasting my and everyone else’s time to even try. It was a cycle that fed on itself. Self fulfilling I guess. That’s when the panic attacks became a weekly thing. It was just, every insecurity and shred of doubt, would just descend on me all at once. I’d come up with a thousand reasons why any plan, or any activity would end in failure. I’d imagine every reason why I’d never amount to anything. I’d talk myself out of any happy moment, reminding myself of all this. I’d imagine how my friends thought of me, how I was dragging them down just by being with them. I started harming myself around this time. Not, to feel anything, but almost to vent anger and to give myself what I thought I deserved. I don’t know how best to describe it. I’d hit stone walls, punch myself in the head thinking “you’re so stupid, why did you mess this up. Why can’t you do anything right.” I’d dig my nails into my skin to draw blood. I  even broke my own finger once, when hitting that wall, and whenever someone would ask me about it, showing concern I’d just brush it off, convincing myself they didn’t actually care. 

The worst feeling of all, was that I was a waste. Friends, family, that I didn’t matter to them. I felt like I was disappointing them. That they wouldn’t be losing anything if I was gone. Like I was leaving no impact on the people I cared about, nothing was more crushing then that feeling and I couldn’t shake it. So I shut myself off, and closed myself away so as not to burden them. 

Korra was already on at the time and I had loved atla and often found that stories, art was an escape. I remember watching the first season, and loving it flaws and all. The second season too, and the second season is when I started relating to Korra more then I ever have with any other character I’d ever seen. I didn’t have the responsibilities she had, but I did put similar expectations on myself. I’m ambitious I’ll make no bones about that. I want to do so much, but I’m so afraid I can’t. Watching Korra struggle, watching her believe with all her heart that she was a failure, and that she’d let down not just her family but the world, connected with me so much. A struggle Korra always faced, was the belief that she wouldn’t live up to her responsibility or past lives. That she was “the worst avatar ever” that she was failing to live up to her potential. I will always adore season 2. Because the scene where her past lives are ripped away from her, and she begins to break down, because she in that moment thought she had failed so completely, connected with me so much. Cause I’m a lot like her I think. I’m a touch cocky, arrogant at times. But if I’m honest, it’s a mask to hide the niggling worry and insecurity. The voice telling me I’ll never accomplish anything, and I will leave this world having done nothing positive for anyone else. I saw that in Korra too. She’s tough and boastful, but in her heart for a long time, I think she was scared of not leaving that same positive impact. She looked up so much to her past lives, to the ideal of what the avatar stands for, that to fall short of that was crushing. Her struggle in season two, connected with me so strongly. As did her struggles in the entire show. And seeing her overcome them, by finding a balance within herself, was something I can’t describe in how much it meant to me. It was beyond admiration. I wanted to find the balance within myself as well. To accept my flaws, work with them, and maybe one day improve? Or at least learn to live with them, and to be constructive in my life at the same time.

It wasn’t just Korra alone that was helping me through this. There was a lot of little things too. I’m truly lucky to have the friends I do, the family too. I want to leave it mostly at that, as the rest is personal. Lok was just one of the things helping me piece everything back together. Because I really did feel shattered, and one of, if not the most helpful things during this time, was the woman who has been my girlfriend for three years now. We’d been friends for longer than that. since we were kids. She was the only one I felt I could confide in. Talking to her didn’t feel wrong, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit my feelings with her like I seemed to be everyone else. It was a two way street. She was struggling with her own problems. We could just talk to each other. Without fearing judgement. So you better believe, when I was watching season four, I was blown away by the letters between Korra and Asami. Again I felt an incredible connection I wasn’t getting elsewhere. It was weird, to know exactly what Korra must have felt when she was writing her. 

We shared our feelings for each other, and started dating before the finale. Watching that scene, between the two of them at the party was one of the most cathartic things. At the time, I was just kinda taken by the emotion of it and didn’t really draw the parallels to my own experiences. That came later. At the time I was just so invested in their stories, to see this being the culmination of their relationship was so amazing. It definitely made me feel better about opening up to people, especially the ones I cared about. And it gave some courage, because I wanted to be as brave and compassionate as these two. I wanted to live up to their example. Again, the show was just a part of my overall healing process, but it was such an important one. It’s not solely responsible for saving my life, but sometimes it sure does feel like it. I was on a very self destructive path, and I still have moments, where everything hits me again. All the doubt all the self loathing. But I think I can overcome it better then I used to. I’ve found healthier ways of dealing with it too. One of the things I wanted to do was write. I wanted to do that since i was little. In those years, the creativity felt like it was gone. It seemed like everything I was writing was hollow and worthless, and I didn’t have the passion to express myself. I thought I wouldn’t reach this dream, and that I’d never get better. Korrasami helped me so much there. Writing fics for them, about them, thinking of new ways to share their emotions and stories started bringing a little of the spark back. It gave me motivation to keep going, and that’s so important to writing. I feel solid in saying that without them, I maybe would have given up writing altogether. Writing for them gave me the confidence to jump back into my own projects and stories. That I haven’t given up, I’m so very thankful for. Writing is such an outlet for me, a way to handle my own emotions, to pour them out onto the page and express what lies within, what i feel. It’s one of the most important ways I’ve found to channel my feelings and to use them constructively.  I haven’t found a balance in myself yet, but I think I’ve started down the path to find it.

Now it’s three years later and I still love these two dorks more than I can say. I love them, I love the show, and I love this community. I love waking up everyday and seeing the creativity and heart they’ve inspired. Every bit of art, every word of a fic. I believe in creativity more than pretty much anything else in life, and it warms my heart to see how lok has inspired others. How it’s impacted their lives. To share in this with other people is one of the best feelings, and I’m sure being a part of this community has also been a part of my healing process. Watching Korra, overcoming the obstacles before her, mastering herself and going through her own trauma and healing meant so much to me. It would be a novella if I wrote down all of my thoughts about her journey as a character and how i related to it. Asami too. I didn’t even go into that here did I? But there are so many ways I relate just as much to Asami’s journey. If I could meet my challenges with even a fraction of the courage, compassion, and kindness that she does, I know I’d be doing okay. I can honestly say, that there are only a handful of characters who I relate to and have actually changed my life for the better. Korra and Asami are perhaps the most important to me. Their relationship too. Nothing in art has ever hit me or mattered to me like them finding happiness with each other. I know I’m never going to forget them, and they will stick with me for the rest of my life. They gave me hope in a time I desperately needed it. They gave me hope that I can find my place in this world. That I can make a difference and that maybe I can share that with someone I love while I’m doing it. That we can be there for each other when we need a hand to hold in our moments of doubt. That we may one day find balance.

It felt really good to do this. To share. Sorry it was a little long, I can go on a lot. Thanks so much to @thewillowtree3 and @korrasamay for suggesting this. I can’t wait to see other peoples stories. It’s the most beautiful thing in the world, how works of art can bring people together, and to help them through dark times. I just wanna thank everyone in the community right now. To the followers, people I follow, and people whose content I have so enjoyed for the past few years. Being a part of it all has meant so much to me. Thank you all so very much, and I wish you all the best :) You’re truly spectacular, in every way.