#korralaq

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korralaq

OTP!!!

[redbayly]

Do you ever wonder if you're not quite right in the head?

Looking at the list of ships I follow (at least to some extent) I have become increasingly worried about whether or not I'm altogether sane. 

That's when I realized...

Fuck canon. Fuck sanity. Crackships and the fandom run the world.

[all-of-the-orras]

Farewell

Fandom: The Legend Of Korra

Intended Pairing: No pairing, Just mentions of Korrlok, and Amorra

Rated: T

Summary: Unalaq is the one responsible for all of the Dark Spirits, he is the creator of these twisted souls, looking for a place to rest. And when Korra finally understands this, she would try to set them free... But she'll set free somebody else...

"Stupid little girl! You should have obeyed me when you had the chance!" Unalaq snapped. 

She was surrounded…

Dark Spirits everywhere…

Animal-like spectrums growling and hissing at her. 

Deformed humans with glowing eyes ready to attack. 

She felt weak….

She felt helpless and vulnerable…

"I'll give you one more chance, Korra; You can redeem yourself. You just have to promise me to obey me from now on…" the King said, smirking. 

Korra glared at him; she hated him. 

"I rather die than obey you!" she growled. 

"As you wish.." 

That was when the Dark Spirits began to attack her. 

They came from every direction.

She tried to bend at them. 

She tried to dodge their attacks but it was useless. 

They were thousands, she was only one. 

They outnumbered her, and soon, they were all on top of her. 

She air bent at them and sent them flying away, but it wasn't enough. 

They got back on their feet/paws and began lurking her. 

Korra became desperate, looking around for any sign of light in those Spirits. 

And she found it…

Her eyes widened as she found a small Spirit.

A Spirit with the size of a small child. 

A Spirit with a bun on top  her head. 

"Jinora?" she asked quietly. 

"Ah ah ah, my beloved. She's no longer the child you once you; she now works for me.." He said, placing a hand on her shoulder. 

"YOU ARE A MONSTER!" She snapped getting on her feet. 

…If he had turned Jinora into a dark spirit…

That meant that the other Dark Spirits were also condemned souls.

Unalaq had forced them to obey them...

She could feel it; the anger growing within her body. 

"I am not going to let you take her! I will not let you harm her! Read my lips, Unalaq: I WILL DEFEAT YOU!" 

Hands up in the air…

Eyes closed shut…

She wasn't about to loose.

"GET HER!" Unalaq screamed, and the Spirits obeyed, launching themselves at her. 

But something stopped them. 

Her eyes snapped open, and her pupils had vanished- they were glowing. 

The light Spirit appeared behind the girl, protecting her from the dark ones. 

"END HER! END HER NOW!" he demanded; the Spirits kept on trying, but it was useless. 

Water curls began enclosing Jinora's corrupted soul. 

Unalaq growled, trying to undo Korra's attempt to free the young child. 

But somebody stopped him….

"Don't even dare!" a Water Tribe Warrior, who wore a Polar Bear Dog on his head, used  a Water Whip against the king; his eyes too were glowing. 

"A-Avatar Kurruk?" the man stuttered 

The Warrior mimicked Korra's movement, enclosing another Spirit. 

Korra's past lives, belonging to her same ethnicity emerged out of nowhere; bending water, attempting to purify the Dark Spirits. 

"NO! NO! NO!" Unalaq screamed, as he tried to stop the Avatar. 

But he didn't succeed. 

The Spirits became entranced by the water spirals, their bodies glowed in a golden light….

They were set free, returning to their human form. 

Korra collapsed to her knees, panting exhausted and worn out. 

She was about to give into exhaustion, but her uncle was still there. 

"YOU SPOILED BRAT! YOU?LL PAY FOR THIS!" the king snapped, water bending at her. 

His attack was backfired by a blast of air. 

"YOU GET AWAY FROM HER!" The little airbender growled. 

Her blue eyes watered as she saw the girl safe and sound. "Jinora…" she whispered out her name as a prayer. 

"You bastard.." a woman with blazing eyes stood from the ground, fire emerged from her flames. "You'll pay for what you did.." 

"Get away from here!" 

"You monster, now'll you'll see what we are capable off!" 

"You will pay for making us your slaves!"  

The Spirits that had been purified were now taking back control. 

They all yelled and threatened Unalaq. 

"You'll pay for this, Avatar Korra.." The king cursed. 

And just like that, he vanished. 

The Spirits cheered, on their little victory. 

"KORRA!" the young girl screamed as she threw herself on Korra's arms. 

"JINORA!" Korra yelped wrapping her arms around the little girl. "Oh Spirits…I was so worried that I would never see you again…You had me worried sick!" she held Jinora on a tight embrace, tears streaming down her eyes. 

"Thank you so much for rescuing me, Korra.." 

"Avatar Korra.."

Someone in the distance called out. 

The Avatar stopped embracing the eldest of the Air Babies and turned around to meet a pair of clear blue sky orbs. 

She had never felt so breathless…

It felt as if someone had punched on the stomach and stolen all the air from her lungs….

"N-N…"

She wanted to push out the words, to say their names; but they wouldn't leave her mouth. 

"Hello again, Avatar Korra…" 

She was afraid, so very afraid. 

But her feet took control, and she began moving towards the Spirits. 

"Noatak….Tarrlok…" she only managed to say their names when she was standing right in front of them. 

"Hello Korra…"

"Avatar.." 

That was it…

She broke down right in front of them, tears slipping out of her grasp, while she fell on her knees before the bloodbending brothers, forehead touching the dirt, sobbing...

"I am so sorry.. I am so very sorry, this is all my fault. If I had listened. If I had made better decisions. I am so sorry for being impulsive and reckless, for being a stupid little naive girl.."

"Shhhh.." 

"Don't do that, please…don't do that."

Both brothers helped Korra get back on her feet and cleared away her tears. 

"Oh my dear girl, there's no reason to cry.." Noatak said. 

"But of course there is! If I hadn't been so reckless and so-

"No, Do not say that.." Tarrlok cut her off. "It's not your decisions that put us in this place."

"It was ours.." 

"But if I had listened to you, Noatak. If I had just spent five seconds of my time trying to help non-benders instead of bringing you down then-

"Maybe…We don't know that. It's a possibility…"

"I…I should have known. I should have taken a different path.." 

"You are wrong, young Avatar. We are grown men. I am thirty and-

"So that makes me twenty-seven. Not too shabby for Tarrlok…" The man with three pony-tails said cockily.  

Noatak glared at his younger brother and pouted. 

"What? I am three years younger than you.."

"You don't look twenty seven!"

"Oh? And you look thirty?" 

Meanwhile the girls were bickering Korra was crossing her arms under her bust and pouting. 

"Cut the chase, I know Tarrlok is thirty seven, that makes you forty, Noatak…" she said. 

"Fuck you.." Noatak cursed his younger brother, making Korra giggle. 

"That's it!" Tarrlok cried. "That's what we want to see.. Korra you have grown into an amazing Avatar and a mature woman. Let go of the past and live every day as if it was the last one.." 

"Enjoy your life, live your life, and live for us…" Noatak said. 

Korra nodded and smiled, one more time, tears slipped out of her grasp. 

"I believe it's time for us to go now.." the former councilman announced. 

"Yeah…it is.."

Korra took their hands in her own. "B-But..But I have so many questions and I-

"We'll always be with you if you need our help…"

"Forever and always.."

They both promised. 

"Will you two be alright?" she asked. 

The brothers exchanged a look, and then glanced back, where a woman with gorgeous violet eyes was smiling at them. 

"We'll be just fine…"

She nodded, and then lowered her gaze. 

"Ey…don't look so down, pretty girl.." Noatak said, cupping her chin, so she would look up. 

Once her eyes met his a smile was painted on her face, and she threw her arms around his neck. 

At first, the former revolutionary leader was taken back by the sudden display of affection. 

But ended up returning it with sentiment. "You are wonderful Korra, I know you'll fulfill your destiny.." 

The embrace was broken; he smiled down at her as she smiled up at him. 

"Hey, I deserve some love too.." Tarrlok teased, allowing Korra to hug him. "You be good, alright?" 

"Alright.."

Once the youngest bloodbender had let her go, they both kissed each one of her cheeks, making her giggle again, and then turned around to leave. 

As the brother's approached their mother, time reversed; and the men turned into two small boys. 

They held out their small hands to their mother, who smiled as she held them. 

Before walking away, they looked back, and waved good bye at her. 

The Avatar blew them a good bye kiss, before their souls joined the night Sky..

"I know this is not good bye…" she whispered quietly.

[all-of-the-orras]

I actually feel motivated to write today. Which is real odd for me. I think I might write a "Mine || Part 3" and the bloodbending brothers will be in there...*mind is working* oh...me like Anywho, I might write another Korralaq drabble. I'm actually thinking on taking the "Mine" drabbles and start working on a masterpost. And....I'm thinking about posting a video of moi talking about "The Journal" and actually finishing Chapter 5

*looks at all the To Do list* *laughs obnoxiously* *crawls back into bed* *cries*

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Ok, here it is. Please don't publish it. I might polish it later but you inspired it all :D

O//O

The first time it happened had been in the throne room.  The memory of how she walked up those stairs and looked straight into his eyes as she took her place, spreading her legs over his were still fresh.

  Those tender hands pulling him closer for a kiss.

"We shouldn't" His voice was low yet he didn't pull away.

""You can stop me if you want." But he didn't.

  Why didn't the spirits strike him there? There was no sin in wanting a woman, but her of all people. 

  It was he who should've told her it was wrong on so many levels but after being in denial for days, this kiss made him come to terms with what he felt. 

Why else would he interrupt those precious moments between her and the firebender? 

He had convinced himself that the boy was only getting in the way of her training but how else would he explain the rage that came everytime they kissed.

Mako may have her lips, but Korra's eyes were focused on him.

Why?

How foolish he'd felt every time he was on the verge of accepting those feelings. 

It was getting harder to be in her presence and try to see her only as his niece. 

Day after day, he allowed those innocent kisses between them.

Innocent! 

Spirits! Who was he trying to fool? There was nothing innocent about the thoughts that came everytime he touched her. 

Unalaq didn't dare lay a finger on her bare skin.  It was always Korra guiding his hands above the fabric. 

  To touch her skin would be a crime. It would break the boundary he'd placed between them.  

But wasn't he condemned by allowing this to grow? 

Every day, the lies grew 

Just one kiss

it's fine. Don't touch her skin.

As long as nothing happened beneath the waist 

Silly old man. One way or another you'll have to pay for this. Be it in this lifetime or the next, you'll be judge. And you'll lose.

It never lead to anything more intimate, at least not in the throne room where they could be caught.

  Did any of this matter now? Better put all thoughts aside. What's done is done.

__________

  "I want you to do it" Korra sat on the edge of the bed waiting for him to make the first move.  How had a simple reunion lead up to this? She had come to warn him of Varrick's intentions and seek his guidance but his hands were tied with that matter. "You will have to remain neutral but I have no doubt you will succeed." There it was again, that look in her eyes as he said those words. Was trust the reason why this all began? 

She wasn't going to help him out like last time, that was clear from the beginning. The room was dark and silent with only a candle set at the side of the bed to give light and warmth.  When he removed the last of her clothe korra lay on the matress, stretching her body so he could have a full view of her body. The candle did a perfect job  of highlighting her curves. 

Unalaq was already growing hard and he hand't even touched her. 

Again that inner voice begged him to stop all this right now.

  How would he react if the tables were turned and it was Tonraq looking at his beloved Eska the way he was looking at Korra. 

I'd kill him. 

Korra could see the inner struggle in his eyes. It was always there every time they kissed.  "please don't think of me as your niece" His head rose to meet Korra's. "truth is, you never were much of an uncle to me" 

Her voice was soft as she said all this. 

  That's why Korra had asked to him to make the first move this time. She wanted him to be sure of this. 

  "Dad never allowed it" She continued. " When I look at you, I don't think of you as family, Unalaq. I see a man who has faith in me. You trust me and I love you for it." 

His hands shook as he reached out to touch Korra and she closed her eyes as the tip of his fingers glided across her abdomen. He took his time exploring that area, his lips planting kisses on those spots that made her sigh. 

"You know what else there is" her voice was eager. 

Unalaq's hands snaked their way up her body. There was no going back. 

All this felt new to him. Truth was, he'd only been with one woman and it's been years since he'd made love. 

He planted a kiss between her breasts before taking one in his mouth. A moan left her lips as the his tongue met the chocolate tip.

He lingered there for a while, weighing and squeezing them.  When was the last time he touched something so soft and delicate? 

"I'm sorry" he apologized. "It's been a while" 

"I know.'" she stroked his hair. "take your time" 

A finger slid down her thighs entering her slowly and making her rise from the bed as he continued to stretch her.

This was real. She was wet for him, for his words, for his touch.

  "Sometimes, when I was with Mako, I pictured your face" she confessed. "I would imagine it was your hands, your body against mine..."

Maybe it would've been better to leave everything to the imagination. 

Yes, let her fantasize about me whenever she's with Mako. 

But it was too late for that. Fantasy had become reality. 

He promised to be gentle so as not to hurt her, but this was not Korra's first time.

That a man his age should be so skilled for a woman her age brought some sort of pride. 

"Unalaq.." She gasped as her hands clawed his back.  

Everything that went on in that room, the sounds of flesh against flesh. Words that could only be whispered in the bed drove both over the edge. 

He fell on top her once it was over, her body was still shaking as she tried to recover from the orgasm. 

And reality came like a slap in the face.

Unalaq hid his face at the base of her neck like a child seeking comfort.  "This can never happen again" How could he face Tonraq after this? No matter how much he hated his brother, this was far worse than banishment.

  The lay there for a while. Korra stroked his hair while he planted soft kisses on her neck. 

"Unalaq" she finally spoke. "I didn't... " she took a deep breath. "Did I force you into this?" 

  That it was her asking the question made his heart sink. 

"I did..didn't I?" Her voice cracked after minutes of silence. 

  "I am responsible for my own actions, Korra." His hands were on his face. "better get dressed" 

"if circumstances had been different..?" She began

"But they're not Korra" He turned to look at her. "They are not. Do you think people will accept us? That your father will welcome me with open arms.  I have my children to think of" 

And I not only betrayed my brother, but you as well. 

What will he ever do with himself if she found out the truth.

"i just need to hear it.." 

Unalaq turned to look at her. "Can I ask for a favor?"

Oh no! Was he going to quit on her? 

"yes, anything" She managed to say. 

"Do whatever you want with the firebender. Just not in front of me." 

She nodded. "So you'll still teach me?" 

"of course."

"Then can I ask for a favor too?" 

"yes" He would give her whatever she wanted. 

"Tell your men to tone it down a bit. I don't want you to get hurt and I don't trust Varrick. Can you do that?"

He stood up and nodded. "The answer is yes." He turned to have a final look at Korra and remember her as she was right now.

Yes, I would give up everything to be with you. 

He needn't say the words. She understood. 

 ""In three days you'll see one of my healers. Just in case.."" And with that said,  he shut the door, leaving her and his heart behind. 

______

WHOOOPS! MY HAND SLIPPED!

[all-of-the-orras]

For Varra? No. For Korralaq and Konraq I give you a very suspicious glare (mostly for the Konraq) (Senraq 5ever) :P

eyeyeyeeyeyeyeeyeyeeyeyeey. Hold on your Polar Bear Dog missy. I never said I shipped Konrraq. I know people who ship it. I might warm up to it, it's not like it's ever going to happen and fanfiction is about having fun so: Why the fuck no?

However, Korralaq tho, come on. As if it wasn't common enough for Royals to marry their relatives. 

The ship even makes sense!

Another way of Korra preventing the civil war would be actually marrying her uncle. Marriage is a bond considerate unbreakable and holy by the religious nations. And we know that the North Pole is very religious. If Korra would marry her uncle, Unalaq would be in a crossroads, because the bond of marriage is so strong, that he would be forced to withdraw his troops and leave the South alone. Just because Korra belongs to the South. 

Besides, I am sure Northeners would shut their mouths if they saw the sacrifice this girl was making by marrying her uncle.

And if not her uncle, arranged marriage with her cousin (Desna of course) Would have probably solved it too. 

((DO NOT START SHIPPING THEM!))

((Fandom: Too Late))

As for Varra...let's face it: 

That ship is the Amorra of Book 2

Amorra: Korra saves Noatak from Amon. 

Varra: Korra purifies Vaatu with love

We need to pull our shit together people

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Am I kicked out of the fandom yet?

Varra, Korralaq and Konraq shippers

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Amnesia: Warning Korralaq drabble

They had broke in... They had murdered the ones who wished to protect her, to help her. They had taken her out of the room she slept in. They fought her...and won

Now here she was, a prisoner of the men who hid their faces under masks made out of rags.  She had fought them with every fiber of her being. But she was still weak, she was still confused. And they took advantage of it. They had locked her into a room, inside a ship. A room which, she had completely destroyed. But it was useless, they wouldn't open the door. Not even to fed her. A price that they would obviously pay. But not to her, but to the one that had sent them. She was curling in fetal position on the bed, thinking, trying to remember. And suddenly, they bursted into the room. She grew mad at the instant she made contact with their eyes. And so, another fight broke the peace. The young girl fought like a wild animal who was cornered. But one more time, she lost. The warriors dragged her out of the ship, and inside the Icy City. But instead of rushing through the streets, they used secret ice passages to get to the palace.

"My beloved!" The king said, standing from his trone as rushing towards Korra. She gave a couple steps backwards, not knowing who this man was. But the warriors stood behind her, not allowing her to run. "Spirits....So...it is true, afterall?" He asked. "You have truly forgotten everything?" Korra nodded slowly. "Who...who are you?" She asked hesitanly. The king smiled, smelling sucess in the air. "I, I am your husband..."