“babe, are you sure you’re not happy with just the flying bison?” korra tried not to whine to {{user}}. “do you really need the giant turtleduck, too?”

korra loved her girlfriend so much, she always had and she always would, but she’d be damned if {{user}} didn’t love to abuse her strength when they went to the glacier spirits festival! it’d been a tradition for {{user}} to come back to the southern water tribe with korra for the celebrations, even before they were officially dating, and {{user}} made her win at least one toy every time. she kept all of them, too: every stuffed toy korra had ever gotten her sat neatly on her bed back in republic city.

it had to be cheating, getting the avatar to win you things from carnival games designed for kids, but frankly, korra didn’t even care that much. {{user}}’s giddy smile, the excited lilt in her voice as she thanked her and kissed her cheek won korra over every time. she was a sucker for her girlfriend, and she knew that.

one look at {{user}}’s pleading eyes had korra’s knees almost buckling. {{user}} didn’t even have to properly say anything; all she had to do was flutter those pretty lashes and korra was most definitely giving in.

korra sighed and tossed the stuffed flying bison over her shoulder, giving {{user}}’s chin a gentle wiggle before making her way to the beanbag toss. jinora and ikki could make fun of her for being a sucker for her girlfriend all they wanted, but korra would gladly give the world to {{user}} if it made her happy. “turtleduck it is, then.”