click here to enter into a teenage boys mind
ALT
ALT“You’re beautiful.”
More you might like
ALTALT
“You look far too pleased for someone who just lost.”
Korra, infuriatingly, keeps smiling.
“Did I, though?” The Avatar asks, winded. “Lose, I mean.” Her grin remains confident as ever and Asami almost growls.
It’s just that—Asami doesn’t allow herself to be competitive about many things. As a matter of fact, she makes a point of being manifestly uncompetitive about nearly everything. Except, of course, when Asami is convinced she can win.
And a spar, that is a thing that Asami can win. All signs point to the conclusion that Asami has already won. Except Korra doesn’t seem to agree. It’s maddening.
“I’ve got you pinned,” Asami reminds her, catching her breath. “There’s nowhere for you to go.”
With considerable strength for someone in her current predicament, Korra simply shrugs.
“No bending, remember.” Asami insists, hellbent on securing her victory and praying Korra doesn’t sour it by breaking the rules.
“I know,” Korra says through a smile. Her voice is easy, non-confrontational, and Asami’s brows pinch together.
“Then how could you possibly deny you’ve lost, hm?” Asami smirks. “From where I sit, things aren’t looking too good for you.”
“I beg to differ,” the Avatar begins cheekily. At Asami’s incredulous stare, Korra adds, “Maybe you should consider it from my point of view.”
Asami scoffs. “Ha. And what’s that?”
“That you’re beautiful.” Korra’s answer is swift and matter-of-fact and it throws Asami so far off-balance she chokes on her pre-meditated retort.
“—what?”
“You’re beautiful,” Korra repeats without pretense. She smiles again, dazzlingly soft. Her eyes search Asami’s dumbstruck face with such intense affection, all the CEO can do is blink and watch as those eyes dart away and return a bit shy. Korra’s voice sounds smaller when she says, “So you see, from down here it doesn’t exactly feel like I lost.”
A moment of silence stretches between them and Asami just stares. Korra meets her gaze, still smiling, still pinned beneath her opponent, but looking for all the world like she couldn’t be happier anywhere else.
And then she arches her back. The half-hearted move is by no means a threat to Asami’s hold but, overstimulated and trained as she is, Asami instinctively presses Korra harder into the mat.
She drives down with her hips and flounders abruptly when Korra’s breath hitches out of her mouth in a surprised little moan. The Avatar liquefies under her, sagging into the floor with zero resistance against Asami’s grip.
It’s as good as a tap-out, though Korra never actually slaps the mat. No, she just lays there, allowing Asami to assume the victory that has all but fallen out of her head.
Her brain is now filled with sensation, with fantastical thoughts about the potential of feelings requited and sweaty kisses and—she’s more winded now than when she pinned Korra in the first place.
Korra is too, Asami thinks, as she watches a choppy breath escape between Korra’s lips. Her gaze lingers, watching the next one and the one after that. Asami doesn’t know what to do with herself, with Korra staring up at her like this, her body pliant and warm and just—waiting.
The next breath puffs short and sweet against Asami’s mouth. It’s beyond her capacity to comprehend when the distance between them shrank so much. But Korra’s still smiling, maybe more so now than before, and Asami has no choice, really.
She loses herself to kissing Korra and forgets why anything else ever mattered at all.
Asami thinks that losing can taste a whole lot like winning, after that.
asoiaf posters when someone says the stark girls share similarities with the parent that doesn't look like them visually
friendly reminder that sophie turner isn't and will never be in the wrong for refusing to give into joe's wishes especially after he blindsided her & let a misogynistic smear campaign against her in the media. she isn't in the wrong for fighting to raise their kids in england, a decision they had AGREED upon, had prepared for, with sophie returning to work in the UK as part of that transition, only for him to go behind her back and file in the us. but people will really seriously say comments like "omg they're both in the wrong for fighting."
where's the love for the sansa pomegranate moment we used to love the sansa pomegranate moment on this site
remember this??
Rewatching Arcane and I’ll never get over the fact that there is no indication that Caitlyn returns to Piltover to get paperwork to break Vi out, doubled with the fact that Jayce clearly had no idea she had done so, which means while she’s still healing from the bomb attack she ran away from home, impersonated an officer (dressing as an enforcer despite being freshly fired) and brought paperwork with her with the intent of forgery originally just to hopefully get a name from a prisoner because she was obsessively overconfident of the fact she’s a better detective than anyone else. Absolutely tickles me.
“My crimes are justified because I’m right.” This woman is insane.