Prompt: “Crystals in the night.” (Doctor Who/ Korra crossover thingy)
He could only watch as his home disappeared in a raging inferno, the Earth swallowed in a single, violent blast.
“It’s sad…” He murmured, though he didn’t know if he was talking to himself or the woman next to him. He could only see the flurry of color- the death song of the planet Earth. “All that history- all those people, all those places, all the things that have been done… It’s all gone. And no one’s watching.”
Silence reigned once more for a few moments as he mourned his world, crying but not fully realizing it. He absently wondered if the nooks and crannies of his old town were the same- if he had gone down there just a few minutes before would he have been able to see the places he and Bolin hid and played in as children? Was that old bakery there? The tea shop? Their apartment? Or was it all gone, swept away by the winds of change, pulled into nonexistence by Father Time’s hands?
If you want to help me quell my boredom, leave me a pairing and one word in my ask and I’ll give you a 5 sentence (or less) mini-ficlet about it.
Basically something like that. My brain’s not functioning enough to tackle the other prompts today, so I wanna work with these. Please?
Prompt: “Please do a fic with this situation ” Korra always feel that Tenzin and his family only cares about her because they see Aang in her, just like the first time She saw Tenzin and he say: Hey dad!” OH my god my heart is broken when I think abou this,” - whatyouknow-pao
A/N: The prompt’s been tweaked a bit. You’ll see…
She knew they loved her, but sometimes she felt invisible.
It was that they didn’t talk to her and interact with her- it was that, occasionally, she had the feeling she was being overlooked. Like they were using her as a window. Like they were glancing past her and searching for someone else.
It hurt, too. Tenzin and his family had never been anything but kind to her. She had no reason to feel this way, and yet…
Summary: Love was a painful, strange thing.
The past was a bounty when it came to information.
Asami curled up on the chair, tucking her legs as she balanced the scroll on her knees. Several other parchments were stacked precariously on the bedside table, already read through and considered.
This one was interesting, though.
“Flameo Noodles temporarily cuts off all ties to the market for the biggest stock raise in history…” She mumbled, her fingers worrying the edge of the paper as she bit her lip in concentration.