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ssokkasmoon · 17 days

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THEIR LOVE LANGUAGE

ZUKO

Physical touch - Zuko is still learning to openly express emotion, but physical touch comes naturally to him as it means of connection. Expect casual affection like hand holding, cuddling with you on the couch, and lingering hugs whenever you're together. Making love is also his way of showing all the feelings he still struggles to put into words.

AANG

Acts of Service- Aang happily handles household chores you don't like so you have less things to care about. He remembers the small things that make your life easier like cooking your favorite meal ,Little pampering back rubs when you're stressed are his love language. His support is unfailing, he'll help you with anything, no request is too small or big.

SOKKA

Physical Touch- Sokka is always finding excuses to be near you, with an arm around your waist or holding your hand. Casual physical intimacy is how he shows his love. Cuddling and lazy morning kisses in bed are some of his favorite ways to bond with you. He gives the best hugs warm, comforting and making you feel completely cared.

KORRA

physical touch and Words of Affirmation - Korra regularly expresses how much she cares through compliments, words of encouragement, and expressing what she admires about you. She's generous with affectionate nicknames that make your heart melt. She also likes to be as close to you as possible, so physical intimacy is very important to her, resting her hand on your waist,holding hands, cuddling,she enjoys each if it's with you.

IROH II

Words of Affirmation- Iroh makes sure to tell you how beautiful, intelligent, and talented he thinks you are every day. Compliments come easily to him. After passionate moments together, he whispers words of adoration and care into your skin. Iroh writes you little cute letters expressing his feelings when he can't see you.

MAKO

physical touch - Mako is surprisingly very affectionate.He enjoys wrapping you in his arms, holding your hand, gentle caresses, kissing your lips/forehead, playing with your hair. Cuddling and intimacy are big for him. Physical touch helps him feel connected.

BOLIN

Acts of Service and physical touch- Bolin secretly enjoys doing thoughtful things to take the load off your shoulders. He'll tackle household chores without being asked or cook your favorite meal. Small gestures to showhe cares. He is naturally affectionate. He loves holding hands, giving you full-body hugs, stealing sweet kisses whenever possible, and finds simple pleasures in little acts like brushing your hair or massaging your shoulders after a long day. Physical intimacy between you is a must.

TAHNO

physical touch -Tahno is very physically affectionate, especially after becoming intimate. He loves holding hands, casual touches, kissing, cuddling, and of course more passionate embraces. Public PDA doesn't scare him,Physical touch is how he feels most connected and shows his deepest affection.

KATARA

Quality Time - Katara is a fantastic listener and gives you her full attention when you're together. Date nights in are romantic - just curled up together talking for hours means the world. She loves learning about your interests. the time you spend together is always meaningful.

ASAMI

Receiving Gifts - Gifts from Her always feel personal ,something she saw that made her think of you. She pays attention to little things you mention in passing just so she can surprise you later.

JET

Quality time - He tries to spend as much time with you as possible, Jet is an excellent listener and loves engaging in meaningful conversation. One on one dates, walks together, dancing, hanging out without distractions are quality time he cherishes.

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feral-jackdaw · 3 months

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ATLA and LOK did an excellent job with the goths and emos actually

#I need them all to meet like fr just imagine #legend of korra #atla mai #atla june #zuko #lok #atlok #the dark one #tahno #huan beifong #atla #eska and desna #goth characters #emo characters

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chocolate-cringymuffin · 3 months

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Season 1 character development of I had been in charge:

#korranok art #Korra #Tahno #should tag this as Tahnorra?#don't draw pretty often for this ship so...#tahnorra?#lok #tlok

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lemonhoarddragoness · 1 month

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Legend of Korra: Tahnorra Drowning

How is it, that loosing one's waterbending, can feel so much like drowning?

Inspired by Aiffe's fics Bad End and The Bender Suicides that center around the idea of the wrenching pain of loosing one's bending; ripping away an integral part of who they are and leaving them longing to be reconnected with their element so desperately even if it ends them. These fics are both short but they're so masterfully crafted and really reach into the viscera of the character's psyche in a way that's haunted me since I read them.

#tahnorra #tahno #korra #lok #tlok #tlok moodboard #lok rarepair #legend of korra #mine #Lok moodboard #inspired by

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autismode · 3 months

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give me prompts

hey so i'm keeping this short and sweet, i want to write tahnorra prompts. it's dead, i know this fandom is dead, but lend me your strength! i'll be posting them eventually if i do them, so later ill link my ao3! alternatively if anyone rping tahno wants a korra to write with.... ^_^ just let me know lol

#tahnorra #legend of korra #the legend of korra #lok #tlok #fanfiction #fanfics #tahno x korra

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orangepanic · 7 months

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I don't often do fic recs that aren't Irosami here, but this very cool Korra/Tahno story popped up the last few days and it's so unique and beautiful that it's tragic it only has a single kudo (mine). Go read about Tahno being absolutely destroyed. You won't regret it.

#tahnorra #korra #tahno #korra x tahno #lok #tlok #fic rec #fanfic

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superliz6 · 7 months

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7 8 9 for choose violence ask game

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them? I have to say this one is difficult because I don't think i've hated a character based on the fandom's behavior, but I guess the closest for ATLA/LOK would be Tahno. I'll never forget the time I asked someone in (wristband/lottery) line at SDCC to ask Bryke if Lin would be returning for Book 2 and they said no because they didn't want to overwhelm them with questions and they already planned to ask if Tahno would be back. If you're on tumblr now, I just need you to know I think about that once a month and you're the most unhinged person I've ever met.

8.common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about Katara should have been off fighting with Aang in adulthood/gotten involved in battles and wars in LOK instead of 'just' being a Mom and a healer. GIRL NO.

Did we watch the same show? Yes, Katara stood up to Pakku and the inherent misogyny in her culture and trained to become one of the most skilled waterbenders of her era. That was amazing. The thing I think gets lost is that she trained for combat out of need, not desire. Katara was traumatized and brutalized as a young child, thrown into war and told by the men of her tribe she couldn't learn to defend herself because of some ridiculous old custom.

Did she want to fight? Did she take joy in inflicting misery on others, did it boost her ego to dominate her enemies? No, it never did. She learned to fight and got good at it because if she didn't she could end up like her mother.

I think the most beautiful ending for her is that she got to settle down and raise children- as we were shown over and over- family is the bedrock of Katara's value system. Not only that, but she had the chance to use her abilities for the betterment of society by healing. Add to that- she trained Kya to do the same and now Kya runs a free clinic. How can people say Katara got short-changed in the legacy department? I think she got exactly what she deserved and what exactly what she wanted. And I'm happy for her.

#feminismisntalwaysaboutgirlbossing

9. worst part of canon

Oh boy- literally any of the LOK comic books. At the top of the list of reasons here: Kuvira said sorry one time and now is just on house arrest. Like, everyone was just cool with it. Su was just fine with it. What in the Game of Thrones kind of ending is that? Is Hitler really just posted up in a mansion now? jfc.

Secondarily would be the political scene: Zhu Li as president? No thanks. Worse still: TOPH willingly running for public office? A POLITICIAN? omg no baby. No.

It's a fucking mess. I haven't even touched the brainwashing shit.

Ask me more

#atla #lok #tahno #katara #toph #suyin #kuvira #to be clear the ATLA comics are pretty decent #but the LOk ones are big yikes

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habibite · 8 months

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title: bottoms up pairing: tahno/korra (legend of korra) word count: 2.1k

posted on ao3

23:30

“I’m hungry.” “Then maybe you shouldn’t have broken the lock.” “I said I was sorry.”

xxx

21:30

He had purchased the eyeliner because it had been advertised as 100% smudge-proof.

It was a claim that Tahno had found to be entirely untrue as he leaned over the cool, ceramic countertop, carefully eyeing the black lines that smeared, if only in the slightest, and if only in the sight of his trained eye.

He gave a heavy sigh as he stood straight once more, having done all he could do to attempt fixing the smeared eyeliner, chiding himself with a quiet click of the tongue for switching from a brand that he had come to trust, to a new brand that he had just heard of the other day.

“If ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” The old adage ran through his mind, one his mother frequently quoted, one he fervently hated.

His hand ghosted over the brass doorknob, and he was almost out, when...

She happened.

It's the only way to describe it, really.

One moment he was on his way to freedom - sweet, sweet freedom - and the next moment, the door opened on him, the frame hitting him square in the forehead and pushing him back, while a mess of sniffles and tears hurrying in, slamming the door behind her.

By itself, it wouldn't have really been a problem. He had never seen her cry, and didn’t particularly care to, and was planning to quietly slip out of the bathroom and back into the crowd upstairs. However, when he heard the door click, and though he didn’t try to open it, he had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that - given his luck - he might be stuck with the mess of sniffles and tears for a while.

And that was a problem.

He had come to socialize (if only briefly), to get drunk (well, not drunk drunk. He never really did like the taste of alcohol, per se, but it was a 21st birthday party - and not just any 21st birthday party, but Miss Asami Sato’s 21st birthday party - so what else was to be expected? … Not to mention that just a sip more of the wine he had previously been nursing on would have substantially improved his current mood, and to have a good night in general. It had been so long since he had actually been out and about and enjoyed himself. He had quite been looking forward to this night.)

He had certainly not come to be trapped in a bathroom with her. Not under normal circumstances, and certainly not when she was upset.

Tahno was, by no means, a big believer in Fate.

He did, however, think that someone, somewhere had a twisted sense of humor.

It's the only way to explain how it came that he was staring down at the distraught girl who only grew more confused at the fact of another person would be in the same room.

Hurriedly, she wiped away her away her tears with the back of her hand, crossing her arms defensively, looking up at him with the most annoyed look on her face.

"What are you doing in here?" And though she wanted her question to come out with a bite, her voice still wavered.

Tahno's eyebrow quirked as he leaned against the cool counter once more, supporting his weight with one hand, ignoring the stinging sensation that came from the door imprint on his forehead.

(And he hoped that she hadn't seen the tears that had welled in his own eyes upon the contact, and the way he hissed - and, well, he may have cursed, but that's not the point because it didn't hurt that much.)

"I could ask you the same thing," he retorted. His voice was smooth, a practiced tone, despite himself being mildly bewildered. "Don't you know what a closed door means?"

Her lower lip jutted out in a pout as she moved just a step closer to him, as if challenging him. "I know what it means," she huffed, "But it wasn’t locked.”

“It was locked.” His lips curled into a frown, his own arms crossing over one another. “Before you knocked it in.”

Because, really, that was the only plausible explanation. Tahno getting older, though… certainly he wasn’t becoming so scatter-minded so soon.

He huffed at the thought (though perhaps she thought he was huffing at her, because her mood only darkened to the point where Tahno could actually feel it.)

(And it felt mildly frightening.)

“Is there something you needed?” He asked, dry humor edging into his voice. “Or did you just come here to bother me?”

“I didn’t come down here for you.” Her eyes narrowed - he had never seen her in such a foul mood before - giving him one last look before turning on her heel for the door. “As much as I know that hurts your feelings.” With the off-handed comment, she twisted at the handle and -

Ah.

Just as he had thought, it didn’t budge.

"Oh, for fuck's sake."

In spite of himself, Tahno chuckled. The exasperation in her voice, mixed with her vocalization of his exact thoughts, was oddly funny.

"You broke it."

"No, I didn't."

"You came in like a rhinopotamus. You broke it."

"If it had been locked, I wouldn't have come in."

She had turned now, looking at him, her hands balled in tight fists at her sides. He still hadn't moved from his spot against the counter.

(And, the pain in his head had gone down quite a bit, thank you very much.)

"It was lo-" He stopped himself mid-sentence. Again, he huffed, the sharp exhale blowing at the strands of fringe that had rested against his forehead. "It doesn't matter." Though the tenseness in his voice made her think that it did indeed matter, and it gave her some small pleasure to know that it seemed to irk him. "What matters is if you can unbreak it."

"I already tried, Pretty Boy." Her hands unballed - thank you - and rested on her hips instead. "Unless you'd like to try."

"I'll leave the brute force to you." His lips pursed, briefly. "I didn't come to throw myself against the door. But, I suppose I also didn't come to spend my night with you." A smirk tugged at the corner at his lips, not entirely from good humor. "Tonight's full of surprises, isn't it, Uhvatar?"

If her mood had lightened any, it was gone as soon as he finished his sentence.

"Apparently." She shifted, turning towards the door as if, by sheer willpower, it would open.

22:15

"No one's coming."

"Shut up."

She had taken up a perch on top of the counter, watching as he paced, worrying tracks into the plush carpet.

"They would have come a long time ago."

"I said, shut up."

Though he was a bit hurt that Ming and Shaozu hadn't come after him.

"Whatever, Mr. Grumpy Hair."

(He found that he liked it much better when she had taken a vow of silence against him.)

22:30

"You're going to burn Asami's rug."

He looked at her - still on the counter - and frowned. "Do you have a better idea?"

"Not yet."

22:35

"Have you tried yelling?"

He groaned. Loudly.

22:37

"I have to go to the bathroom."

"... Are you kidding?"

"Yes."

22:40

He had given up pacing for sitting, the tips of his toes touching the bottom drawers of the cabinet.

"This is ridiculous."

"I agree."

"This is your fault."

Korra scrunched her nose - again, ridiculous - and he second guessed his position on the floor when she had to look down at him. "So call your fan club to bail you out."

22:45

"How much longer do you think the party will last?"

"You don't know much about parties, do you?"

"No."

"A couple more hours. At least."

She sighed, sliding off of the counter and onto the floor, pulling her knees to her chest - and how she did it with the dress she had on, he wasn't quite sure.

Of all the pranks that life had played on him in his twenty-three years of living, this one, by far, took the cake.

Had he known that, when the Sato princess invited him and the Wolfbats to her birthday party, he would be where he was right now, well…

He might have rethought his RSVP.

They had been in the small bathroom (that seemed to be getting smaller) for at least an hour now. Maybe two.

(….Had it been three?)

(Surely not.)

Tahno tried to think of the longest he had ever spent with her, and his mind could only recall the brief moments in the locker rooms before a Pro Bending match.

(Because somehow the Fire Ferrets were still a team.)

(And, though he would never admit it, she was an enjoyable opponent, and seemed to be the one person he had found in his career that could evenly matched against him.)

23:00

"I'm sorry."

"Yeah."

23:15

Despite the thickness of the walls, the rain fell heavily enough for them to hear, and lightning hit hard enough for them to feel the vibration of the thunder. The flickering of the lights gave him enough of an excuse to pretend he didn't notice the momentary look of fear in her eyes.

(Not that he had been looking at her eyes.)

"I didn't know it was suppose to rain."

"So it seems."

"... Do you think the lights will go out?"

"I'm not an electrician, Korra."

"Oh."

"Are you scared?"

"No!"

He laughed a laugh that made him throw his head back. "I can't believe it -"

"Shut up."

"- Our Avatar, afraid of a thunder storm."

She turned her head, unwilling to meet his gaze. "I'm not afraid."

He hummed, the reverberation getting lost in his throat. "If you say so."

And that was that.

23:20

"Hey. When you came in here, you were crying. Why?" He hadn't really meant for the words to come out. It wasn’t that he really cared. Girls cried all the time.

(But it was something different when Korra cried.)

And besides, it was boring to sit in silence.

(And she had seem really upset.)

"I wasn't."

A quirk of his eyebrow challenged her words.

"Mako broke up with me." Her voice made her seem smaller than she already was with her knees pressed tightly against her chest.

"Again?"

"Yeah."

"Hm."

"Surprises, right?" She looked over to him, a crooked grin on her face. (Though it wasn't one he knew her to wear.)

"Yeah."

"Mako's surprised to see Asami in that gown - " And it was a nice gown, Tahno mused. It fit in all the right places and - "And my surprise when he tells me it's over. Just like that." She snapped her fingers for emphasis.

23:22

"Don't worry about him."

23:30

“I’m hungry.”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have broken the lock.”

“I said I was sorry.”

23:40

“Hey.”

“Yeah?”

“What were you doing in here?”

Tahno frowned - he really needed to stop doing that - as he thought of the hateful, overpriced, falsely advertised, pencil stick that brought him here.

(But it hadn’t turned out all bad.)

“What do you think, Uh-vatar?”

“... I feel like it has something to do with the stuff you put on your eyes.”

23:32

“I could always burn the door down.”

“No.”

“But -”

“No.”

“I thought you wanted out.”

“I do,” Tahno’s voice was curt - he hadn’t moved from his position on the floor and was starting to feel a tad stiff - and he eyed her warily, as if the very moment he took his eyes off of her, she would ignite the room in flames. “However, I would like to leave without this house burning down.”

“Suit yourself.” And she only sounded mildly offended when she shrugged her shoulders. “Priss.”

23:35

“It’s still raining.”

“Yes.”

“...It never rains in the Southern Water Tribe.” She stretched her legs out so that they were parallel to his, her hands resting on her thighs.

“I hear it’s a desert.”

“So I’m not use to it.”

“Are you admitting to being scared?” The lack of taunting in his voice surprised her.

“No,” She replied evenly, drawing out the syllable, her arms coming up and over her head, awkwardly stretching before her hands settled back in her lap. “I’m just… not use to it.”

“Okay.”

As if on cue, the roll of thunder - that had quieted down- rumbled, loudly, making her at-ease posture fade quickly as she jumped. Her eyes widened, if only for a moment, frantically scanning the room before locking on his form.

(Honestly?)

“I thought you said -”

“I’m not afraid.” Though the whine in her voice suggested otherwise to him.

He laughed, nudging the tip of his boot against her leg.

“Okay.”

(He couldn’t wait to tell Ming and Shaozu about this.)

(Then again…)

(They didn’t need to know, did they?)

#legend of korra #lok #tahnorra #tahorra #tahno #korra #fanfic #lok fanfic #ellie writes fanfic

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