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It's been 3 years since my life changed forever. So I want to get out all of my feelings and what I went through during this time in 2020.
See, I had already known about "Destiel" for years, only hearing whispers about it vaguely, and most of the time, in a very negative light. But around October, I started seeing videos compiling their moments, and thanks to my recent exposure to fanfiction thanks to Good Omens, I decided to finally see what the talk was all about. and of course, you can guess what I thought. But I still didn't believe it would happen. I was curious, given there were only a few episodes left to air at that point. I told myself that I would vaguely pay attention in case anything did happen.
I remember watching it, late that night. All of the anxiety piling up on me thanks to election week, and I just...broke. I was in hysterics for characters I had only known for a few weeks, but it wasn't a complete failure to me. At the time, I was so confident that it wasn't the end, that the next 2 episodes would see Dean and Sam figuring out a way to rescue Castiel. I had never believed in something so thoroughly then I did during that time. It was all still going to be ok.
And...it wasn't. those 2 weeks went by and we were left with nothing. Barely even a name mentioned, no discussion of the confession, no conclusive answer from Dean. And that...I didn't know how to properly describe what I was feeling then. I mean, why was I getting so upset over characters that, until a few weeks ago, I could barely care less about?
But I get it now. See, at the time I had, shall we say, an ignorant view of LGBTQ people and their struggles. I was the kind of person who heard of Korrasami going canon, and was just really confused. "why are people so crazy about this? They're just holding hands, what's the deal?" I had only ever known homophobia by this nebulous annoyance, and classified it under the same umbrella as people in gaming communities I frequented being weirdly mean to me because I was a girl. Bigotry existed in my head, but I didn't understand the gravity of it. Even when I became a part of the Good Omens fandom, realizing I am asexual, this stringent belief still didn't register with me (partly because the community was extremely nice and welcoming in 2019). It was still this background radiation to me.
Not after November 5th. Literally EVERYWHERE I went: YouTube comment sections, Twitter posts, even in the discord servers I was in, there was a sometimes ambivalent, sometimes malicious, but consistent undercurrent of negativity about it. Every other day I saw comments ranging from "Castiel's confession wasn't romantic, he meant it as a friend/brother." to "Destiel shippers so so delusional for thinking that was romantic!". It wasn't in the background anymore, it was in my face, 24/7. And at first, I couldn't understand it. Why?
Because it was completely antithetical to everything I had known or believed about the world. I grew up a disney princess girl, believing that love was the most important thing known to humanity. I was always taught that to love another was the greatest gift of all. Expressing love, giving love to those who believe don't deserve it, shouldn't be instantly punished. This event, and the people denying it, it's all wrong. Castiel spoke his truth, was reprimanded for it, Dean was left not being able to even say anything back, and Misha along with the writer of the episode are telling us it was all romantic. Why couldn't Dean say anything at all? Why are people so vehemently denying it ever happened?
It was the bubble bursting. This perfect world, where outside of a few infrequent outliers, was ultimately kind to LGBTQ+ people, no longer existed. Suddenly, I understood. And I hated it. Every week was a constant series of microaggressions, of me having to debate with people who either didn't get it, or didn't want to, or both. It forced me to regularly ask the question: "Why is it such a crime for Dean to possibly like men and women? Why is it wrong in general to like both?"
And it was in asking that question to others that I slowly stopped directing the question unconsciously to myself. By fighting for the right to argue for Dean's bisexuality, I found my own. But it didn't feel like a happy occasion to me. At the time, It just made the entire situation all the more personal. It wasn't about other people suffering at the hands of people who are diametrically opposed to my core beliefs anymore. When bigots questioned Dean's right to be openly bisexual, it felt more and more like they were questioning MY right to be bi too. I shouldn't be allowed to want a complex, multilayered bi-character to whom I relate. I'm a delusional, mentally disabled, selfish person who should stop asking for more queer representation.
And that continued for months. Until slowly, I found other outlets. I found Hannibal, then Our Flag Means Death. I found media that told me it was okay. That being bisexual, being asexual was okay. Asking for more, better queer representation was not only fine but necessary. I shouldn't have to settle for scraps anymore.
Not only that, but the entire situation in a way gave me a new drive. It gave me a goal and a greater drive to my writing, and my activism than I had before. Before I was doing writing projects that were mostly rewrites, how to take a Movie, TV show, or video game story and make it better. In the wake of Nov. 5th, I began plotting out a rewrite of Supernatural, a Fix-It if you will. But it didn't feel like my previous projects, It felt like I was giving a happy ending to Dean and Cas. And I've now taken that attitude into all of my writing projects.
I became more active in my learning about LGBTQ history, in both films and in real life. I learned about Stonewall, The Hay's Code, and so much more in that time. I started going to pride events, and being more open about topics of sexuality and gender in college, embracing the LGBTQ community and not just passively observing/ignoring them.
Do I wish things could've gone differently? Absolutely yes. There were times during that half of 2021 when I felt so lost, where I thought proper good representation was impossible. I felt hopeless and struggled a lot mental health-wise. But I'm better now. I feel more self-assured and certain of who I am. I took the lessons I learned: There's nothing wrong with wanting or seeing Dean Winchester as a bisexual man.
And now, 3 years later, I look back on the entire ordeal, not as a fresh wound, but as a valuable scar. A reminder of how far I have come, and how far I still need to go. Misha and Bobo Barens fought tooth and nail to let Castiel be seen, and so must I.
So thanks Dean and Cas for the life lessons, and I hope one day you both do get to reunite and say all of the words you weren't allowed to say.
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KORRASAMI WEEK DAY 2 (4 days late): DANCE CLASS
@thewillowtree3 all your dreams and memes in one
I will be posting 1-2 more today to make up for the days I missed. I mean. I think
Song of the day
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Last one for Korrasami week!
They’re having that double date that they promised to Bolin
#korrasami#bopal#avatar#tlok#legend of korra#korra#asami sato#bolin#opal beifong#korra x asami#korrasami week#korrasami week 2020#my gay art#my art
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#korrasami-week#korrasami week 2020#korrasami week day 1#no sleep#asami sato#the legend of korra#tlok fanart#my art#art collab#no sleep part 1
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Korrasami week 2020 day 1 distraction.
Korra was reading a magazine. She was bored! There was nothing to do, everything was going smoothly, even the elections in the earth kingdom. . . Keep reading
#korrasami#korra x asami#asami x korra#avatar korra#asami sato#korrasami week#korrasami week 2020#one shot#fanfic#my fanfic writing
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I’ve Been Thinking
Betrayal. Abject, unforgivable betrayal. Korra had never in her life known such treachery…
Her wife and parents’ laughter subsided, and naturally, cruelly, mercilessly, the attack continued:
“Another time,” Dad said, “I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling something was amiss.”
“Oh!” Mom clapped, leaning back in excitement almost enough to topple off the fur she was seated on. She clearly knew which story this was.
“From the sound of it, something was amiss quite often,” Asami chuckled.
“You’re not wrong,” Dad replied. “Not wrong. Now, to back it up a little, for the few days prior, we’d had patches of, well… yellow snow outside.”
Korra buried her face into Asami’s shoulder, and groaned.
(Story continues on Ao3!)
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Korrasami Week 2020
I was all excited to participate in Korrasami Week 2020. But then half my state lit up like a fucking torch and the other half has air quality so poor we’re being told to stay indoors with the windows closed (and no one up here has A/C ‘cause we don’t usually need it).
So I guess what I’m saying is I’m going to write fics for the prompts. They just probably won’t be posted this week. I’m too busy playing “is this a COVID cough or wildfire lung?” to use my brain right now.
#korrasami fanfiction#korra fanfiction#lok fanfiction#lok#korrasami#korra/asami#korrasami week 2020#wildfires cramp my style
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“Rescue” Drabble
[I hope you enjoy this small drabble. it kinda coincides with today’s KorrAsami week prompt. But, I hope you enjoy it!]
Why is it every time I have these meetings it always turns into complaining about money?? Asami thought, as it approached hour four in the fifth consecutive meeting she had this week on the same topic.
“...the projected costs will exceed our and your own companies estimates! There’s no way that we can agree….”
She swore she could shorten these meetings down to 20 minutes if everyone just wouldn’t complain about every little yuan.
“....I think we can save 3% of freight costs if we just….”
Asami could pretend as much as she could to pay attention while the other eight companies “discussed” helping rebuild the city. Honestly, she thought, If they thought one second on the actual people in the city, 3% means nothing to them. These meetings always derailed on saving money rather than different ways to help the thousands of people who lost their homes and jobs. Asami, fortunately for her, sat near the door to the meeting room. She could excuse herself if she really wanted to, but as the person who seemed to be more focused on people than the spending of the project, she opted to stay and wait until the topic of people or Future Industries to actually join the discussion.
Each representative came with their own assistants to help them manage their respective business during these lengthy times, however there would be times that the assistants would have to interrupt the meeting due to situations that require more attention. Asami was always delighted to hear a knock on the door, just so she could try to figure out a way to get the meeting back on track to it’s true purpose. She failed more times than not as prospects of saving money seemed to be the favored subject.
Asami’s assistant, however, rarely knocked as she was more than capable to help Asami with her day to day obligations. Asami jokingly cursed her for being too good at her job and just needed to talk about anything else besides projections, costs, freights, additional spendages, and quarter deadlines.Coincidentally, there was a knock at the door and in walked in Asami’s assistant. Asami tried to hide a surprised gasp when she walked through the entryway.
“Pardon the interruption everyone, Miss. Sato, I have a priority note for you.”
Asami was taken back, “A priority note?”Highly unusual” she said as she took the note. The assistant gave her boss a quick wide-eyed look while she handed the piece of paper to Asami, who just briefly raised a quick eyebrow back to her assistant. Unfolding the letter she began to recognize the handwriting, it was her assistants and...Korra’s! The paper itself was filled with notes that obviously belonged to the assistant and was clearly the first piece of paper Korra saw and wrote on.
“Meet in bathroom
I have a surprise!
IT’S IMPORTANT!!!”
Asami took a second to secure her composure before folding the paper back up. While the other representatives were focused on their previous discussions, Asami studied the room, trying to find any excuse to leave. Although it probably wouldn’t be too hard to disappear unnoticed, she still had to save face.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Asami interrupted the group, only waited briefly for the room to quiet down before continuing. “...respectful representatives, I believe we have diverged too far from our true topic. As we all have our finances in mind, we have to remember that this isn’t squarely for profit alone. This for Republic City and for the entire world, let us not forget that. I suggest a 20 minute recess to refocus our priorities and finalize our proposals”
Most of the room nodded in agreement, while a head or two remained still. With only a small moment passed, Asami stood up, grabbed her note, and walked out the door. She turned to her assistant and returned her scrap piece of paper.
“She refused to leave.” The assistant exhaustively informed.
Asami could only chuckle, “I’m sorry!” Is all that she could say with a sincere smile as she walked into her office. She bee lined to the bathroom, opened the door and saw her girlfriend standing there, with one one of the biggest grin on her face. Before she could ask why Korra was there, she stated her purpose just as the door closed.
“I’m here to rescue you!” There was a slight pause but Asami couldn’t help but start smiling wider.
“I need rescuing?” Asamily playfully asked as she stepped closer to her dorky girlfriend.
“Of course!” Korra placed her arms on her waist. “You’ve been having this meeting all week! And I can tell by your face that you’re exhausted and haven’t been taking good care of yourself! Have you even eaten today? She leaned in closer, trying to prove her point that she knew Asami well. She does, of course, and Asami couldn’t argue against her point. Asami could only huffed playfully in response, she couldn’t find any reasons to retort. “That’s what I thought!” Korra then procured a lunch bag that she brought in front of Asami’s face, who started to giggle slightly.
“Thank you, Korra.” Asami gently said into Korra’s ear as she hugged her.
“You’re welcome.” Korra said softly, speaking in her normal inflections. “I can tell how stressed you are. I knew you could’ve used a laugh.” She said as she nuzzled her face into Asami’s shoulder. Asami returned the affection by kissing her head.
“I love you, Korra.” She said slowly. There was a small moment before she spoke again, “I am hungry.” she chuckled.
Korra slowly released her, “I love you, too.” She responded as she looked into Asami’s eyes. There was a pause before she leaned up to kiss her. Korra let go of Asami, “You probably don’t have a lot more time left, so I’ll let you eat that in peace. But, I’ll be waiting for you here when you’re done” She placed her finger in front of Asami’s mouth before she could object, “I don’t care how long it’ll take, I’ll be here!” Asami let her, sometimes overzealous, girlfriend do what she wanted, spirits only knew how much she really needed it. “And…” Korra continued, “I’ll make sure to keep the door closed and keep quiet.”
They both shared a laugh as they both knew previous visits from the Avatar, and having her waiting, has not always led to quiet events. Asami finally grabbed the take out dinner with one hand and grabbed Korra’s hand with the other. They finally walked out of the bathroom, together. She walked them to her desk and she began to eat, as she didn’t have much time left. How much time has it been since they were able to just enjoy each other’s company? Asami was constantly in meetings to help rebuild and redesign the city. Korra, on the other hand, was too busy dealing with power hungry individuals across the world. There were some exceptions where Asami could come along, but restructuring Republic City was taking months just to get started.
It wasn’t often that Korra acted this silly around Asami, most times it was just so she could get what she wanted. It was still a definite breath of fresh air from the mundane, repetitive meetings Asami was forced to deal with. Asami wondered if Korra had made plans for them this evening or if she was just bored. In truth, it was the mix of the two. Korra had general plans for the night, but she had one goal: make Asami relax. There’d been a lot more of Asami helping others, so Korra wanted to make sure Asami was able to feel the same way she made others felt, tenfold, tonight.
Asami finished up her meal and placed the containers in the trash and faced Korra. They wrapped their arms around each other and touched foreheads. They stood there in that moment with their minds on each other. It felt like it wasn’t as long as they needed before Asami took a deep breath, Korra frowned. They slowly released each other, each still longing for the other’s touch, and Asami just smiled at Korra.
“Knock ‘em dead this time!” Korra said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.
Asami pressed her lips together and looked up, seemingly planning something, “Give me an hour, tops!”
“You better!”
Asami turned around and walked out the door, closing it behind her. The representatives were all down the hall, a few started to make their way back to the meeting room. Got to keep it punctual, she thought to herself as she made her way to her assistant.
“She gave her word she won’t make a noise.” She informed the assistant while keeping her focus on the group standing down the hall.
“She better. It won’t look good tonight.” The assistant genuinely stated.
Asami turned her head to face her and had a small smile on her face, “I know. She does have my best interest in mind.” She took a deep breath and began walking to the door.
“Miss Sato.”
“Hm?” Asami paused.
“Go get them.”
Knock them dead, she thought as she walked into the room, now going back into her serious demeanor. I only got an hour.
Korra, now alone once more, sat down on one of Asami’s couches in the office. She exhaled slowly and just stared at the door. She wasn’t sure how successful Asami would be in closing the deal in less than an hour, but she promised her that she would be here when she got out. She heard Asami’s voice through the walls, and it sounded like she started off aggressive. So, Korra thought the only good thing she could do while she waited was to figure out what pose she should be in to make sure Asami could forget about the meeting as quickly as possible and...without making a sound.
[i really enjoyed writing this one!]
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So i did a thing!!! for Korrasami Week 2020!!
D1: distractions
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Happy Korrasami Week Everyone! ❤❤❤
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Rangshi Week Day 5: Kyoshi Warriors/Island
This one has some background explained in this thread (mostly in the tags) and this amazing Korrasami fic by @youghvaudough 💕
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Kyalin Week 2020: Day 5 (Dancing)
Here is my extremely late entry for Day 5 (Dancing).
Lin decides to dance with Kya in front of all Republic City after Korra complains that she is tired of people focusing on her relationship with Asami.
Link here: A Dance with Pride
@kyalinweek2020
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KORRASAMI WEEK - DAY 3 (WHATEVER DAYS LATE): GAME NIGHT
I know it’s like, sort of not technically just Korrasami but also fuck Monopoly and Korra would ragequit every time
Song of the day number 2: electric pikachu
Monopoly is straight up not fun bro make it illegal already
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Physical touch: Second prompt for Korrasami week on twitter
#korrasami#avatar#tlok#legend of korra#korra#asami sato#korra x asami#my gay art#korrasami week#korrasami week 2020#my art
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NEVER LET ME GO - A Zutara Titanic AU
NEVER LET ME GO - A Zutara Titanic AU
When Asami Sato, treasure hunter, stumbled upon a drawing buried at the bottom of the ocean, she found the love story of a lifetime.
In 1912, when Zuko Kai and Katara La, a firebender and a waterbender from two different worlds, boarded Titanic, they had no idea that fate, destiny, or perhaps luck, would allow them to find each other. Just in time.
FIND IT ON AO3
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I made a post on Tumblr last week saying I wanted to write a Zutara Titanic AU, not believing it hadn't been written yet. About 6 days later, this 56 000 words fanfiction (a behemoth for me!) was written. I wrote this day and night and I'm immensely proud of this.
I will be updating this fic twice a week, on Tuesdays and Fridays. It has been fully written and will be completed.
The title of this fic is inspired by the song "Never let me go" by Florence and the Machine. Lyrics will be used at the beginning of each chapter.
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Korrasami Week 2020: day three, Vacation.
Hey, Korra?” Asami asked softly, trying to call her girlfriend.
Korra was playing with Naga in the pool of Sato’s mansion. Since there was nothing to do keep reading
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