#wuko fic

[zukosbitches]

i have so many ao3 tabs open on safari that i'm starting to work out an organization system based on ship and word count. so when do i know that i have a problem

[blepbean]

dumb pining baking boyfriends 

After Kuvira destroyed Republican city, Mako is stuck with Wu while he heals. He often bakes to relief his stress, Wu helps him bake and realises how much he's been loving this man without him knowing.

There’s something soft about Wu that Mako can’t quiet point out, maybe it’s the brown hair is turning into lazy curls like clouds in the weekend sky, or how the sunlight is creating sharp shadows on his face, against his brown skin, soft from all the skincare products, like polished clay.

His palms open, pale, soft like sands on the beach. If he could, Mako would trace the lines on his open palm, see where it leads, memorise the touch, the softness of it.

[autistic-stedebonnet]

i have an idea for a wuko fic but i’m terrible at finishing fics (moment of silence for the 4 unfinished anne with an e fics) aghhh

but basically, it’s a modern au and mako and bolin live with lin because i said so, that’s irrelevant but i feel like it’s a good thing to include. anyway. bolin joins theater (varrick is the theater teacher and somehow also a chemistry teacher, no one really knows how) so of course mako has to go to the shows. he sees wu there and is kinda like “oh he’s cute” but he also has internalized homophobia, of course.

after the play, mako has to go with bolin and the rest of the cast/crew to denny’s (of course, where else) because makos the one with the car. he’s utterly miserable and then wu (who he knows as cute guy that ISNT CUTE AT ALL WTF IM STRAIGHT) starts talking to him... and keeps talking to him... and doesn’t leave him alone. for 3 hours. now we’re gonna say that this is matured wu that isn’t shamelessly and terribly flirting with every girl ever in order to seem very very straight. but it’s still wu. so he’s very talkative when he’s nervous. and this really really cute boy (who’s kinda grumpy, but whatever.) is making him nervous.

later, mako and bolin go home, much to mako’s relief and bolin’s like “so it looked like you and wu hit it off” and mako’s like “what. no he just didn’t leave me alone” (which is technically true, but there’s also the small matter of mako actually engaging in conversation about an hour in)

and for the next few weeks, wu, who is apparently in mako’s math (which math, idk. geometry, algebra, calculus, same thing) and english classes, won’t leave him alone. and bolin, korra and asami have to listen to mako whine about him for like a month. eventually someone (probably korra) breaks and is just like “why don’t you just ask him to leave you alone???” and mako’s like “what. why would i do that?” and everyone just lets it go for the day, cause he’s hopeless.

at some point, mako realizes wu sits alone at lunch, and invites him to their table. korra and asami hate him at first because he flirted with them a lot freshmen year, but then he apologizes and all is well. one day mako’s home sick and they all realize that wu’s incessant talking goes down like... a lot when mako isn’t there. and somehow, wu lets slip that he gets really chatty around people he likes and so begins operation “get mako to realize he’s in love with wu.”

and then mako and wu get together and live happily ever after. the end.

if i were to write this i would post it on tumblr, because i don’t have an ao3 account (don’t ask, it’s a long story)

EDIT: the fic has begun :)))

[army-of-mai-lovers]

me: *spends hours figuring out a beautiful, poignant title for wuko fic that really relates to the core themes and rolls off the tongue in a nice way*

me two hours later: lol what if I called it 9 to 5

[fruitlicense]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

You know what, I’m not above linking my own fics. Plus, I like this one.

[blepbean]

surprise engagement announcement

Wu and Mako invites everyone for dinner to announce their engagement and no one knows of their relationship. That’s it. That’s the fic.

They let themselves piece together like long, lost puzzles, putting his head into the crook of his shoulder. Wu would bring his left hand to his own, his thumb gracing over the grooves over Mako’s fingers, the lines on his palm. He touched him with such gentleness, so much kindness pressed into his softness while he said: you’re good over and over and over again until it drowns into white noise. Until Mako can just pretend that it’s just the two of them in the world.

[blepbean]

through the needle 

Wu is excited for the debut of his designs, and he suddenly he's panicking over this model who could potentially ruin his career by a) bringing a scandal and b) being so attractive

What doesn’t help is that he’s wearing Wu’s sweater, the colour of dark green, patterned with yellow infinity symbols. A dangle bar earring hangs from his ears, matching the tiny metal chain necklace. His hair is even gelled back. This man, looks like the exact sketch he had, even to the skinny black jeans, converse, black rings and a Gucci belt. He looks rich, but with an edge, a pointy end to it.

“He looks like he just sucked on a lemon,” Asami blurts out.

“I’m gonna marry that man,” Wu hums. She responds with a goddammit under her breath.

[blepbean]

sweetheart you’re so insecure... 

It all started when Mako came down with a sickness, and that night, he realised he loved Wu. So he shoved it all under a lock and placed it six feet under the ground, where it'll fester and rot. He'll leave as soon as he can and get away from Wu.

They cannot work. Mako will burn themselves and ruin the shaky foundations. So he thought that he should keep his distance, only take as much as he can by glances from across the room that only lasted a split of a second, or when Wu would ramble could hair gel and all Mako could do was feel his red creep up on his cheeks while he stared.

inspired by this tumblr fic idea and this song