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listening to the wuko complicated amv while reading the wuko fic complicated is the ultimate wuko shipper experience
one of y’all wuko stans p l e a s e hit me up to talk modern au worldbuilding fic ideas because goddamn i am loving this oops
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.
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.
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.
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
do you have any wuko fic recs? 👀
👀 (if the emoji turns up enlarged on desktop i’m gonna c r y)
why yes i do!!
i have around fourteen really good ones, although some are only available to ao3 users. i’ll be splitting this list into two parts !! i’ve also linked my ao3 collection of them under the cut :)
he’s a parasite, sinking into his daily thoughts
After the attack, the gang splits off in their own ways. Korra and Asami are a couple, Bolin and Opal are now going in a vacation to Kyoshi island. Mako feels like he's stuck behind, having to bodyguard Wu. But something ignites in him, a spark, and Wu is like a parasite that makes Mako's chest feel all warm and fuzzy.
“Perhaps, you are something else. Because darling, you are something that is further than beauty and perfection itself. You are something else that I cannot describe, as you sneak up in my very thoughts, you grow like a fungus, a parasite, a foreign body that has wormed itself into me. But I know that you do not like the same anatomy. So I say a silent apology to you, hang up my thoughts for you in my closet where I hang up my skeletons. And when you decide to wear something nice, I’ll clean it out just for you, my love.”