Info: Makorra, angst, violence, blood, death
Just a little something that came to mind out of nowhere. I know I promised I’d write fluff or smut but it seems I can’t escape the angst.
Summary: A near-death experience leads to cuddling in an alley and sharing some much needed warmth.
Korra winced as she waded through the rubble, taking in the amount of damage done by the recent battle that took place in awe. It was hard to process any of it; she’d been hanging out with her friends, messing and joking around like a normal teenager for the first time in a long time. Their outing was meant to be simple and innocent, but when she was spotted by some non-benders who weren’t too fond of her, things got a little out of hand. One thing led to another and the next thing she was aware of, Equalists were crowding in all directions, backing up the non-benders harassing them. An all-out brawl broke out and everything became chaotic and confusing. Korra vaguely remembers Bolin and Asami fleeing to go find their Satomobile and she was so sure that Mako had gone with them while she distracted the Equalists. Unfortunately, she found him too late when an explosion went off and she heard his scream as a wall of the building over them collapsed on him.
I’m just gonna casually reblog one of my old fics that isn’t crap woo