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linnorabeifong · 6 months

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Happy Birthday To Me... I Guess

Summary: It’s Asami’s twenty-first birthday, but she doesn’t feel like celebrating. That is until an unlikely friend turns her day around with a strange gift that leads Asami to discover her own past and unearth old secrets.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49461007/chapters/124826812#main

Note: This series is a work in progress that started three months ago. I'm already nine chapters deep. Currently writing chapter ten. This work was the second thing I posted to Ao3 so it's very rough, but the plot is fun if you're looking for a light read and like Asami-centric fics. It's focused on her learning about her mother and finding out...inconvenient information along the way. There is some background KyaLin if you're into that. It's slow burn korrasami, and not cannon compliant. The air kiddos and the entire krew are present as background characters as is Opal.

Chapter 1

Today was the big day, September 21st but to Asami it felt like any other. Lonely, busy, cold. She woke up early to an empty house. Brushed her teeth, styled her hair, washed her face, dabbed on perfume and carefully applied her signature red lipstick. She padded downstairs to make herself her usual tea, catching sight of the kitchen telephone through the corner of her eye. Her hands itched with the desire to call up a particular someone. To hear that voice again, to catch up, to just have someone she could talk to honestly. It was futile. Asami turned away, she knew the person on the other end would not pick up. She had tried before. She breathed in sharply, her tea that was hot just a moment ago was now ice to the touch. A tear fell into the cup and then another. She pretended not to notice and returned upstairs to reapply her makeup.

The rest of her day was spent sitting through tedious meetings, listening to investors drone on for what felt like forever. Reviewing budgets, supervising the Sato factories and sketching up plans for new buildings. She fidgeted with the pen in her hands and flipped through her sketchbook, realizing none of her ideas looked quite right. The scale was off, the layout wasn’t practical, where could she find the funding ? It was times like these when she missed her parents. Maybe her mother would have something encouraging to say or perhaps her father, the genius, would have a miraculous idea. To tell the truth she didn’t actually know what they would do. She hadn’t spoken to her father in years and she never really got the chance to know her mother. She glanced over her sketches again, sighed, gave up and returned home early.

To her surprise she found a large package on her doorstep. She brought it inside, sat it on her desk, and inspected it. The pink box had a large blue bow on it, and a piece of paper reading “To ‘Sami” in neat flowing script was tucked away neatly underneath the bow. Despite its size the package was light, and oddly enough smelled strangely familiar. The perfume scent was like an itch she couldn’t scratch. She knew she recognized it from somewhere but couldn’t recall exactly where. It was decidedly feminine, velvety, rich but not too heavy. Her curiosity got the better of her. She quickly reached out and unraveled the silk ribbons, eagerly lifting the lid off the box to uncover white tissue paper. She peeled back the delicate paper revealing a stunning floor length dress underneath. It was a snow white, silky affair. The fabric was fine and slightly sheer. She lifted it up in her arms and noticed the tiny jasmine flowers embroidered all over it in silver thread catching the light. The design snaked up the cuffs of the sleeves and the hem of the skirt. Forming an almost star like pattern. It was brilliant. The waist was cinched and emphasized by a silver ribbon. The skirt was voluminous. She sat the dress down and looked into the box to discover the accompanying slip. It was a soft pink and made of a more opaque silk, sleeveless and by the looks of it very form fitting. Cherry blossoms were concentrated along the bust in gold thread, and their petals descended down to the waist.

Asami could see the vision of the dress with the slip underneath in her mind. It was beautiful, the skirt just barely kissing the floor, the clever silhouette flattering her figure, “but why would anyone send me such an elaborate gift ?” she wondered. Then she realized it was her birthday. She forgot her own birthday. She looked at the tag of the dress, hoping it would give her a clue as to its origins. She was not prepared in the slightest for what she saw next. “Yasuko Tanaka” the tag read. Her heart skipped a beat at the familiar name. It couldn’t really be her mother’s, could it ? No, the last name was wrong. Unless…She didn’t know her mother’s maiden name. Could it really be ?

#korra #fanfiction #archive of our own #asami sato #kyalin #korrasami #ao3 #tlok #legend of korra #mystery #romace #mako #bolin

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bigbrainbiology · 3 years

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Halloween WiP <3

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infernallegaycy · 4 years

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[id: a chart titled “2019 in art -- birdmarrow” and featuring panels of different illustrations. the first row shows january (asami sato extending a hand alight with lightning from her glove), february (a pink-skinned tiefling smiling and sticking her forked tongue out), march (oikawa tooru seated in a throne with a smile), and april (a pair of fischer’s lovebirds sitting together). the second row shows may (jon sims carrying an injured daisy tonner along), june (edward elric and ling yao leaning in close together), july (aziraphale and crowley sitting together on a bench), and august (helen and melanie king playing poker). the third row shows september (zero suit samus kicking up into the air), october (pre-timeskip edelgard with short hair), november (post-timeskip ferdinand styled like alphonse mucha’s “spring”), and december (a messy sketch of post-timeskip ferdinand, in the summer costume, smiling with his hand over his chest). /end id.]

going to take a wild leap and assume i won’t do any big pieces in the next 3 days, so here’s my art summary for 2019! i tried to experiment more with lighting, poses, and (vaguely) setting this year, and that’s most of what i’m planning on doing in 2020 as well 8-) i’m also hoping to play around with comics and animatics, maybe!

#art summary #birbdoods #captioned #the last piece is a ferdinand sketch i only posted on twitter #it was either that or some VERY messy traditional sketches. i have not drawn much the past couple of months

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swan2swan · 7 years

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DANG, Turf Wars.

What an incredible read.

(spoilers)

Everyone was completely in-character the whole time. I heard their voices, their tones, even unfamiliar voices like Kya’s and Raikou’s were audible to me. I heard the fire rushing, the spinning whoosh of Korra’s staff, and when Meelo popped up with a lemur, it was perfect.

I’m gonna call Zhu Li for president in the future, but that’s not until Volume 3 at the earliest, more likely the sequel series.

I love the villain. On-screen, Avatar has never disappointed with its villains (Tarrlok doesn’t count, he was a lackey to the Red Lotus and Vaatu was the true Big Bad of the season), but the comics were...consistently disappointing. Whether it was turning Ozai into a generic power-hungry piece of stale bread or trying to make Zuko into a villain again, or having Azula kind of try to be Starscream but sacrifice a lot of backstory while never actually resolving her plotline, the Gene Yang run was just...never that good. I think the Earth King messed things up that one time, and Toph’s dad tried to run a factory, and then there was an evil waterbender who was absolutely voiced by Kevin Michael Richardson...? I dunno, the AtLA comic villains were never that good.

But Tokuga? He’s a different breed altogether. He shows up in the darkness, then leaps down with freaking hook-swords (aka the COOLEST WEAPONS in the Avatar franchise and the only reason anyone actually liked Jet, let’s be real, you know it was all about the swords, they were what...ahem...hooked you), and he’s a chi-blocker because he was obviously one of Amon’s old mooks, and he’s finally our first Korra villain who isn’t a bender. I was so worried when he got attacked by the spirit at the end, because I thought he was going to die and be used as some sort of martyr for anti-spirit-people, but no--he just got MORE AWESOME. Now he has a giant spirit-monster-skin-thing crawling across most of his face, and he just looks so fantastic.

Korra running out on her parents and never going back to talk things out was a little annoying, buuuut, that’s out of my wheelhouse, so maybe it’s more relatable (of course I’ve maybe said about ten things to my parents since Easter, so, you know, maybe it’s not that far off). They were, of course, supportive, so everything’s fine there--I guess it was a good way to work in a “coming out is difficult” angle without making Korra’s parents into tremendous jerks.

Kya, of course, did not disappoint with her gaydar. She worked it out, she confirmed that she’s been with women in the past--and even gave us a bonus detail about another character from the series (confirming long-running fan speculation, too!). Also, there was that adorable shot of the two Airbenders in the temple. That was cool.

One minor criticism is that some of the sketch lines are still there after coloring; it works well with the style, and it’s far from offensive, but it’s slightly jarring at points. The art is fantastic, don’t get me wrong, but part of me wishes the faces could be a little cleaner (I’ll happily trade in-character behavior and excellent writing for clean art any day, though...).

I’m glad that spirit-dragon-phoenix likes Korra. It’s good. The other spirits are frustrating (in that I understand their position and don’t blame them but still FRUSTRATION).

As for Asami and Korra themselves, WELL. They’re presented beautifully here, and not just in the art style--they are 100% in-character, they are super-supportive of one another, but also wonderfully awkward as a new couple. They both mess up certain things and ruffle the other’s feathers, but then they realize their mistakes, apologize, forgive, and move on. They talk together so much, they are just so...mature...and their journey of self-discovery is absolutely perfect. This comic is a finally-fully-welcome paper sequel to the animated series I’ve loved, and I can’t wait to read more.

#all the new characters blend in seamlessly too #it's amazing #legend of korra #turf wars #turf wars spoilers #korrasami #AAAAAAAAA

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