korra

She was never all that in tune with the spiritual side of being the Avatar. Tenzin would always say that’s a fault that would catch up to her sooner or later. He was right. As always. You were both hanging out and relaxing in the secluded woods behind the temple. The mark on your hand glowed white with Raava’s essence, beaming from your palm. Korra swears she could feel not just her heart pound, but a hundred others, beating in sync just for this one moment. Blue eyes fall back on yours.

“You- you really are my soulmate."