bolinprobender:

The owner of Republic City’s best tea shop was opening up her shop the morning she third day in a row she spotted him. She had seen the child across the street as she opened and closed her shop each day. It was apparent that he had not moved; he’d just slept there for two nights, if he even slept at all.

He was so young, it was impossible for her to ignore him any longer. She hurried into her shop, grabbing her largest cup and filling it with her favorite hot tea. It got cold at night, after all, and all the warm clothing the child was wearing was a red scarf that was obviously too large for him.

She crossed the street hurriedly, tea and leftover dumplings in hand. The child had large, green eyes. He couldn’t have been older than six.

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makocoolunderfire:

Did a private livestream with Caz and she asked for bromotions and as captain it is obligatory to accept. 

Cazinga sorry for that like first halfhour of failure I told you ahead of time I didn’t know what the hell I was doing sakdjbkajsbd but you helped me get through it so thank youuuu <3

Anywho obviously this is Mako and Bolin and a turtleduck who decided to make a nest out of Bo’s hair. Mako is amused. Pabu is intruiged. Turtleduck is asleep and Bolin is trying really hard not to move so it wont fall. 

CUTIES WITH ANIMALS <3

(Source: daffyloins)

Bromotions Week Day 01: Alone

OKAY SO I FELT REALLY BAD THAT I GAVE UP SO I PICKED SOME SKETCHES FROM EARLIER AND FIXED THIS UP QUICKLY…sorry it’s almost 6am /RUSHES EVERYTHING. IT’S SUCKIER THAN MY USUAL CRAP;; NO TIME, ‘NIGHTTT;;

pro-tearbender:

Hello, lovelies! After much anticipation, Bromotions Week has finally arrived! A whole week of brotherly love, character analysis, and sad orphan pasts; how could I ask for more? As a reminder, here are our daily prompts:

• Day 1: Alone
• Day 2: Triad
• Day 3: Heirloom
• Day 4: Scars
• Day 5: Link
• Day 6: Tradition
• Day 7: Mix

There’s a lot of wiggle room here, so interpret each prompt in any way you want! I know I have done so for a few of my own planned entries.

Again, to keep tabs everything, please tag your posts with “bromotions week.” It’ll help with ease of tracking entries and allowing anyone who doesn’t want to see them (?) to Tumblr Savior the tag.

I’m really looking forward to all the entries you have in store, and I’m sure that you’ll relish bathing in my tears as I weep over everything. May the evoking of bro feels officially commence!

pro-tearbender:

Welcome to Bromotions Week, a week to celebrate everything about the brotherly relationship between our boys from the school of hard knocks! Bromotions Week will take place Sunday, August 12th - Saturday, August 18th, with a new theme/prompt every day to get your creative juices flowing. That means you’ve got a little over two weeks to brainstorm and plan.

Here are the daily themes:

• Day 1: Alone
• Day 2: Triad
• Day 3: Heirloom
• Day 4: Scars
• Day 5: Link
• Day 6: Tradition
• Day 7: Mix

Interpret them however you please, and use whatever kind of media you want! Fic, art, vid, graphics, song, interpretive dance, you name it! The number one goal is to have some fun. The number two goal is to make everyone cry from the bro feels.

Hannah (slack-tension) and I (tsp-capacity/pro-tearbender) are here if you guys have any questions. Otherwise, we’ll see you August 12th for a whole week of brotherly love.

CHILLING ON ISCRIBBLE WITH DAMEALLIECAT/MAKOCOOLUNDERFIRE (left) AND WE’RE BOTH CRYING OVER ISCRIBBLE HATING OUR TABLETS (or…windows 7? idk). BROTHERCEPTION WITH LITTLE MAKO AND BO + BOOK 2 MAKO AND BO???

Baby Steps

diginandstrike:

innerpalindrome:

Fandom: Legend of Korra
Title: Baby Steps
Characters: Mako, Bolin
Warning: Fluff. Shameless cutesy junk. Written on my phone so the formatting and other things might be fucked. Can’t do read more on my phone, sorry.
Summary: Mako tries to teach his baby brother to walk.

“C’mere, Bo!” Mako said firmly.

No response. Bolin seemed more interested in trying to fit as many of his fingers in his mouth as he could than he was in whatever Mako had to say.

“Bo, come!”

Nothing, Bolin continued to chew on his fingers and stare up at his frustrated big brother.

“Bo!”

“He’s not a panda dog, Mako,” their mother laughed from the other side of the room. “You can’t expect him to come just because you called him.”

Mako blew out a breath of impatient steam. “I’m trying to make him walk!”

“I know, dear, but he’s still very little. It takes babies a while to learn how to do that.”

“I’m gonna teach him how,” Mako said stubbornly, folding his arms and giving his little brother a stern look. Bolin just grinned at him around his sticky fingers as drool began to trickle down his chin.

His mother only chuckled and knelt down to ruffle his hair and wipe off Bolin’s face. “I’m sure you’ll be a good teacher. And since you’re such a responsible big boy, can you do Mommy a favor? Can you watch Bolin while I start dinner? I’ll be right in the next room, just come get me if he starts to cry or needs a diaper change or anything. Can you do that?”

Mako had perked up as soon as she called him a ‘big boy.’ “I can do that! I can take good care of Bo!”

His chest swelled with pride as his mother smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Good boy. Now, just keep an eye on him and yell for me if there’s any problem.”

Mako nodded solemnly as she headed over to the kitchen in the next room, and then turned back to Bolin with an excited gleam in eyes. “I’m gonna teach you how to walk and surprise Mommy,” he whispered loudly, “so we gotta get started now!”

Walking couldn’t be that hard, right? The first step was just standing up. Bolin seemed in no hurry to do that, so Mako put his hands under his arms and, with a grunt, managed to pull Bolin up onto his feet. The motion yanked Bolin’s hand out of his mouth, and he made a little noise of surprise at the sudden loss of his impromptu chew toy.

“Come on, Bo, you gotta stand on your own first!” Mako scolded breathlessly. Bolin was still leaning against him heavily, and holding up such a chubby baby was no easy feat, especially if you were not quite four years old yet. He gave his brother a little push back, hoping to make him use his legs to keep himself up, but all that did was send Bolin toppling over backward onto his diapered bottom.

Mako held his breath for a second, making sure Bolin wasn’t hurt and wasn’t going to cry over his little fall, before hefting him back on his feet again.

“I know you can stand up!” he huffed and puffed. “Just put your feet down like me!”

Maybe Bolin finally understood what Mako said, because at long last he straighten his legs out and managed to stand (albeit unsteadily and while holding on to Mako’s shirt for support with both fists.)

“Good Bo!” Mako said brightly, and that earned a toothy smile from Bolin (or at least it would have if Bolin had possessed more than a few teeth.) “Now the hard part.” Mako carefully pried Bolin’s hands off his shirt and took a few slow steps back, waiting to see if Bolin could keep his balance this time. When he was sure Bolin wasn’t going to fall, he stepped back further.

“Now walk to me, Bo!” he said, holding his hands out encouragingly.

Bolin frowned and stretched his own little hands out, wobbling in place. “Ma!”

“No, I’m Mako! Say it, Ma-ko.”

“Ma!”

“Ma is what mommies are called, Bo! I’m not your mommy! Now come here!”

“Ma,” Bolin mumbled again, looking down at his unsteady feet. He exhaled loudly and managed to take one shuffling little step forward.

“You did it!” Mako cheered. “Now do it again! Walk to me!”

Brow furrowed in utmost concentration, Bolin took another wobbling step. He moved his foot to take another, but began to sway. Before Mako could step up to catch him, he fell over flat onto his face.

Mako bit his lip in worry and hurried over as Bolin pushed himself up. This wasn’t good. There was a little red mark on his chin from the fall, his eyes were rapidly filling with tears and his lower lip trembled.

“No no no!” Mako hissed, patting his shoulder. “Don’t cry!” He was supposed to take care of his brother, but instead he made him cry. If Mommy found out, she wouldn’t think Mako was a good big brother anymore!

Tears were starting to leak out the corners of Bolin’s eyes. His face was screwed up, preparing to wail. Mako had to act fast. He took a quick glance towards the kitchen to make sure his mother wasn’t watching, and tugged his cheeks out. Bolin’s face relaxed somewhat from misery into curiosity, though his nose had started to dribble and he was still whimpering.

Now that he had his brother’s attention, Mako stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes. That finally got a quiet giggle out of Bolin. Mako continued making faces until he got to the one where he puffed up his cheeks and pulled his ears out, which made Bolin rock back and forth with laughter, tears forgotten.

“I’m sorry, Bo,” Mako said softly, petting his brother’s baby-soft hair just like their mother did. “You don’t have to learn to walk yet if you aren’t ready.”

Bolin couldn’t quite understand words yet, but sometimes he seemed to know just what Mako said. This seemed to be one of those times, as he gave his brother a smile and leaned against his arm.

Mako echoed the smile. “I love you, Bo,” he said fondly. He pulled his little brother close into a hug…and then wrinkled his nose.

“Mommy! Bo’s stinky!”

[[ This is the cutest thing oh my dear lawd. ]]

Allie made a post about this song and so I doodled this up for mako-coolunderfire and diginandstrike :B I know I pimped them in a post yesterday but /CASUALLY PIMPS AGAIN.