Hi. I'm Luke. I like to become obsessed with things. Most are TV shows. I reblog Avatar: TLA (well more specifically The Legend of Korra {well more specifically Bolin}), superheros (mostly Avengers and The Amazing Spider-Man), Sherlock, Glee (mostly Klaine) Parks & Rec (mostly Donna Meagle), and Disney (mostly everything).
I'm trying to make more original content, so expect gifs and commentaries and fanfics and all that shet, in addition to reblogging like a mofo. Maybe even follow if you desire, m'kay?
My main ship (in life) is Borra, because it's flawwwlesss and Johnlock because it is also flawless. I also ship in LoK Bohno (Tahno x Bolin), Broh (Iroh x Bolin), Lieumon (Lieutenant x Amon), and Korrasami (Korra x Asami). This used to be a very Avatar/LoK blog, but with that show in hiatus for a bit, I'm opening up new fandoms as well. Still, they'll be lots of LoK/Avatar posts, because well, that show is flawless.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
What I’m Here For [Borra]
Title: What I’m Here For (Legend of Korra Fic)
Description: Bolin comforts Korra after an argument with Tenzin leaves her feeling alone.
Characters: Bolin, Korra; Borra
Rating: TV-14 for mild sexual content, mild language, some fluff
Length: 1367 words
Beta: deoxysugar perplexingPariah
Warning: Out of canon. The story takes place between episode 5 and 6, so just keep that in mind or you’ll be really confused why Bolin’s still living in the Probending attic.
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Bolin’s eyes opened. He blinked twice, and looked around the room hazily. Why had he woken up? He was usually the heaviest sleeper known to man.
Pabu was up too, and he was looking out the window that had a view of Air Temple Island. Bolin stretched, and got up. With a yawn, he looked out the window and tried to see what Pabu was looking at.
Nothing.
“Go to sleep crazy ferret,” he said drowsily.
And then, there was a sound.
Bolin squinted, and could swear he saw something moving towards him.
Suddenly, Korra was right in front of him.
Bolin fell backwards with a crash. He sat up, surprised, and saw Korra standing by the edge of the window, waterbending herself dry.
Bolin wondered if he was still dreaming.
“Hey Bo,” Korra said, her voice slightly cracked. “Can I come in?”
