He was like the Earth; moving, sturdy, and able to protect those it sheltered. She was a parallel to the air; drifting, intermingling with other atmospheres, completely free. And though Earth and Air aren't perfect elements to intertwine, nobody said anything was perfect in it's entirety. -A series of vignettes relating to the growing relationship between Opal and Bolin.

"In her mind, she must imagine the rain being a binding force to that world. And the eyes that once were weighed down to the ground, you are now afraid she will float up higher to where you can no longer reach her." -A series of drabbles focusing on Ichiko/Yumemi.

A calm tide in the midst of a storm, Korra discovers that not all anger resides in the turbulent waves of the sea, but within the murky depths of the one person she claimed to trust the most, yet enlightened the least. Pairing: Korrasami

"Maybe long ago, the Avatar was a benevolent being, isolated from society and freed from any Earthly tether. But right now, none of that is alive. You are, Korra. You are alive, you survived, and you will continue to live. Remember that you may not have been the hero of this story, but you were a winner."

Snow fell softly, landing on the ground with little purpose other than to find somewhere stable and safe to settle. The trees, once green, were coated in a cape of white cold, like blank canvases readying themselves for paint to be splattered upon them. The very thought of paint splattering over a blank space once enticed Ikki to her very core. Now she just doesn't have the energy.

"There's many ways we can see the world. But we see the world through our own unique perspectives. How do you see yours? And can that perspective ever truly be changed?" (Or where Asami Sato narrates her life, shit goes down, and she really needs her coffee.)

"So you can feed the world your sob-story about the young upstart whose intentions became clouded due to her troubled background, but know I won't buy into it for a minute. I've lived through every damn tragic story your mind could only dream of, but it didn't make me into a heartless dictator." - Asami visits Kuvira, and emotions fuel the fire.

For Asami dances, Korra watches, and realizes there's no reason for a spectacular demonstration for their vows of eternal love. It's spoken in the small glances stolen in the midst of the chaotic dance floor, in the flexing of the fingers of the fingers as their hands intertwine, and the smiles when all they can see in the world is the shine in one another's eyes.

"For Asami Sato is only young, and the Avatar's spirit lasts an awfully long time. So either way, in real life or written pages, their story will forever continue to move forward; chapter by chapter, with twists and turns, making hearts ache and hearts sing. People may sneer, or they may sing praises, but nothing will change the fact that Asami Sato loves Korra."

Then Asami places her hand to Korra's, and everything just seems to make sense for her. Her touch is so warm, despite being born of ice and snow, and it's as if the sun has kissed her skin, spreading the warmth from her heart and expanding from that central point, so she can touch the rest of the world." - Companion piece to "these skies of uncertainty are clear with you, my dear."

"The fire that Korra made has long since flickered out, dimming to little more than gasping embers. The sky is dark, dotted with only specks of light, but the true light that Korra wishes to reignite is the one that burns in the eyes of Asami." - Korra/Asami fic, post-canon.