This is gorgeous.
title: maybe if my heart stops beating, maybe if my lungs collapse
summary: She’s still just a teenage girl, you know. — Mako/Korra.
word count: 1766
notes: shipping makorra is suffering.
Korra doesn’t cry.
She just… doesn’t.
But her stomach is in her throat and her heart is somewhere in the vicinity of her toes, and it is pumping acid through her veins instead of blood fast to eat away at her lungs, her flesh. The bile’s turned thick on her tongue, but it’s the burn that freezes her in place. Can’t move, can’t breathe.
It’s the buzzing in the back of her skull that spins his voice on repeat:
half-baked Avatar half-baked can’t save anything can’t bend anything right you’re still just a child—
Oh, Spirits, she’s going to vomit.