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Reopening my ask box for Linzin (or Linumi) prompts --
Trying to warm up some writing muscles 💪 I know there are on-going stories but hoping to limber up with some one-shots first to see if I can still write. 🤓 and hopefully there are still folks out there who enjoy linzin (or linumi) content
#linzin#linzin fanfic#linzin fanfiction#lin beifong#tenzin#legend of korra#lin beifong x tenzin#prompts request
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Crack Fic idea Matchmaker Wu
Lin for whatever reason has to baby sit Wu or else deal with Reiko’s wrath. She doesn’t want to deal with a whiny Wu (who does) so she ends up giving in to his demands to go to the spa. Then he decides he’s going to give her a makeover and she is very defensive but gives up after a while… After Lin is all dolled up he demands to go to a very nice restaurant. When they get there she sees ( insert person you ship Lin with ) and realizes it was a set up all along. Wu put her on a blind date. The guy she thought was a fumbling idiot was a mastermind all along and now she’s on the most awkward date of her life while this man is grinning like there’s no tomorrow behind her. Wu stops third wheeling and disappears.
…And operation Beifong was a great success Wu would like to report. The lady was a little less grumpy than usual the next day. According to the tabloids and staff at the four elements she may or may not have made a reservation at midnight after the date he set her on. Ah, all in a day’s work for Wu matchmaker extraordinaire. The only question: who should he set up next ?
#legend of korra#lin beifong#fanfiction#prince wu#funny#crack fic#no canon#cannon is dead like Mako’s parents#matchmaking#fanfic prompt#story prompts#funny shit#linzolt#linzin#kyalin#LinxMako#LinSuko#Canon#canon is as nonexistent as Lin’s emotional stability
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Very very early draft of a scene in the next chapter of this fic:
“We parted amicably.” Lin scoffed. “What?”
“Nothing,” she said, crossing her arms. “I forget how delusional you are sometimes. That’s all.”
Something inside him twisted. “We did—”
“Tenzin, we didn’t. You make yourself believe we did so you feel less bad about the whole thing.” And the wind stopped blowing. She turned away, unable to look at him. “Look… it’s late. Forget I said anything.”
“Lin—”
But she was already walking away.
#past linzin#linzin#Tenzin#lin beifong#beifong#fanfic#fanfiction#ao3#legend of korra#lok#this upcoming chapter is basically about past linzin#and Tenzin interfering with Lin’s love life
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Choices, Chances, Changes - Epilogue
This concludes this story and I'm very emotional that it's over, but also full of happiness.
Thank you to everyone who read and has given the story so much love. I truly appreciate it 🥺
It's very fitting that I uploaded this today. I gave my last presentation for grad school, and I gave the last chapter to a very special story.
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I've been writing fanfics as of lately...pls do check them out and pls do follow me...♥️♥️
The Tale of a Survivor
Summary:-
Lin's life was never perfect, she never had a childhood. Everyone thought the Beifong family was perfect. Everyone wanted to be a part of it. But all the money in the world can never make a person truly happy. And Lin just wanted someone to truly love her. Until the time comes when she does find someone, but will her life be the one she had dreamed of since she was a kid? (The guy is good tho, so I'm not letting Lin get her heart broken again).
Notes:-
Hey guys!!! this is Sam. This is my first fanfic. Feel free to correct me for any grammatical or info mistakes. Anyways I hope you like this fanfic.
Disclaimer: I donot own all of the characters from the series. I’m writing this for fun and bc this plot has been in my mind for months now.
Enjoy!!
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Hey I’m writing a fic
and I got a comment on my ff account about the long hiatus, but they’re a guest so I can’t reply directly to them
Just know this fanfic has not been abandoned. My computer broke and this is a fic too complex to write on my phone. And I just haven’t got around to getting my computer fixed/getting a new computer. Hope to be back working on this by this weekend or the next
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🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats 🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis 🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help? 🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love 🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis
please and Ty 💗🤍 have a lovely day
🎱 ⇢ Post your AO3 total stats
Stats are a scary place 💀
Kudos: 646
Comment Threads: 134
Bookmarks: 102
Word Count: 150,931
Hits: 11,966
🍓 ⇢ How did you get into writing fanfiction?
Answered this one here!
🛼 ⇢ Describe your latest wip with five emojis
I answered for one WIP here, but another WIP is 🥵 👩🏻🎨🙋🏻♂️🍑🌲
🥑 ⇢ You accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?
Something tells me @homeagainrose and @badlucksav would know how to get rid of the body and could come up with good alibis. Help keep my shit together.
🥤 ⇢ Recommend an author or fanfic you love
All of my moots are so talented. You guys write so well it's incredible
For a fic rec, I'll say Daughters of Mara. Very well written, incredible world building and plot, the story tore my heart out. I vividly recall thinking about a particular scene in the story some random night. I kid you not I fell to the floor SOBBING
🌻 ⇢ Tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis
Whether we talk about Linzin stuff or not, love you @risingsoleil! 💕
And you’re so talented and fun I love your mind @wangsfires! 💕
Truth or Dare, if you care
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About Me / Masterlist
💗 I write, I draw, I love my fandoms 💗
Hiiii feel free to drop me an ask or comment on any of my posts, I need a place to chat about my fandoms :)
Where to find me
In my room writing fanfiction
Tumblr | Wattpad
The hashtag for my fanfiction (new chapter updates etc) = #my fics
The hashtag for my art = #my art
Feel free to reblog as long as you give credit <3
If you want to know my #reading recommendations
Miraculous Ladybug
☯️ ME AND YOU (Read on Wattpad)
An Adrienette childhood friends AU of the series
(Ongoing, part one is complete, PART TWO OUT NOW, updates every Thursday)
See #me and you for writing bts
My current obsessions
Will usually post and like things related to these
Miraculous Ladybug
Avatar: The Last Airbender
The Legend of Korra
The Rise of Kyoshi
+ Just anything part of the Avatar world (i.e. the game, the books, the comics, the upcoming movie and series)
Other fandoms
Might post about these here and there but will most likely just be lurking in those tags / waiting for the fandom to come back to life
A Song of Ice and Fire (Game of Thrones) | Barbie | The Flash | Harry Potter | How To Train Your Dragon | Merlin | The Mortal Instruments (Shadowhunters) | Phineas and Ferb | Pokemon | Power Rangers | Scooby Doo | Spy x Family | Supergirl | Star Wars | Tales of Arcadia | Tomo Chan Is A Girl | Totally Spies | The Walking Dead | Winx Club
My ships
Avatar: The Last Airbender etc
Kataang | Korrasami | Linzin | Makorra | Sukka | Tokka | Zukka | Zutara
The Flash
Snowbarry
Harry Potter
Dramione
How To Train Your Dragon
Hiccstrid
Miraculous Ladybug
Adrienette | Djwifi | Eminath | Feligami | Gabenath | Julerose | Ladrien | Ladynoir | Lukanette | Marichat | Plikki | Tombine
The Mortal Instruments
Clace
Phineas and Ferb
Canderemy | Phinabella
Pokemon
Pearlshipping | Rocketshipping
Scooby Doo
Fraphne | Shaphne
Spy x Family
Damianya | Loid x Yor
Supergirl
Karamel | Supercorp
Tales of Arcadia
Jlaire
Tomo Chan Is A Girl
Jun x Tomo
The Walking Dead
Richonne
#about me#masterlist#hi 👋#miraculous ladybug#avatar the last airbender#atla#legend of korra#shadow of kyoshi#my fics#my art#me and you
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8 & 22 GO hehehe 😈
HI SOPHIA 💕
Is what you like to write the same as what you like to read?
Absolutely. Give me all the Julistin to read but I also like to write my own. It’s fun to read and write! Sometimes I read LoK fanfiction like I am a heavy Linzin shipper, so sometimes I like to read that. Though I do not think that I would write that like I would Juli and Gus.
Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)
Okay so for future scenes, I really want to include some good ol’ fashioned Catholic guilt pertaining to some things with Julieta and Gus. 👀 👀 These characters live in 1950s Colombia, a heavily populated Catholic country, so I imagine the religious guilt must be thick within all these characters we love so dearly. I could also ramble for days about Catholic Madrigals.
#squib answers#thanks for the ask!#HI SOPHIA#you know what i'm talking about when it comes to religious guilt 😈
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Title: Welcome to the World
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Summary: Lin and Tenzin welcome their first child into the world.
Characters: Lin Beifong, Tenzin, midwife (oc)
Words: 1343
Notes: Linzin AU.
Lin awoke to the now-familiar tightening of her belly and grunted slightly. It wasn’t painful, unless you considered the pain in her back, but her back had hurt for several weeks now. It was more of a nuisance, and they always seemed to come at night. She sighed and was about to go back to sleep when she suddenly felt pain in addition to the tightening, which could only mean one thing.
Link to ao3:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33855163
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Contentment
So here’s a thought that became a Lin Beifong one-shot. If someone’s reading this... let me know what you think 🤷
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Ever since she made it to Chief of Police, she found that she was able to take more control of her schedule. Nonetheless, quiet Friday nights at home like these were rare.
Using metalbending, Lin Beifong peeled her armor off and placed it in the cabinet beside the shoe rack, a reminder that she will get to its maintenance before going to work on Monday. She wiggled her toes and continued into the house barefoot, enjoying the feel of the cold marble floor against her skin. She headed towards the kitchen, tossing her work bag into the study along the way.
The paper bag of take-out food was plonked on the dining table and an old battered kettle with water was soon on the stove. She stretched her arms languidly then reached to turn on the radio, if only to fill the silence with white noise.
Plucking out some spice canisters from the shelves and taking out the vegetables she sliced earlier, Lin set about to prepare dinner. Humming softly with the radio tunes, she cleared a portion of the table and opened the containers of sliced vegetables. She sat down and unrolled a piece of cloth, intent on assembling a couple of vegetable wraps on the mat.
After decades of preparing vegetarian meals, Lin had learned to appreciate the cuisine and tweak it to her taste. She added spicy pickled kelp and sprinkled chili on some of the wraps. She made a mental note to ask her sister to bring more kelp on her next visit. (The older Beifong would never admit it but she dearly valued exchanging recipes with Suyin’s ex-pirate chef.)
The kettle let out a high-pitch whistle (which her husband hated and had thus more than once offered to buy a replacement kettle; which she adamantly refused to do so since her mom made it for their housewarming party years ago) and she took it off the stove, placing a steaming pot in its place. The earthbender tore open her take-out paper bag and dropped the store-bought dumplings into the pot.
She then arranged the vegetable wraps on the serving plate alongside the fried puffs she purchased from the vendor beside headquarters (“Assorted crab and tofu puffs, please”). With not enough time to make dessert, she figured her husband would have to settle for some chilled moon peaches from the icebox.
As she waited for the dumplings to reheat, she decided to make herself a cup of coffee before dumping some tea leaves to steep in the kettle.
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It was a quaint and cozy scene that greeted the last airbender when he got home. A scene that still brought a lightness in his heart even after being married for fifteen odd years.
Leaning against the kitchen counter was his wife, apparently fresh from the shower as evidenced by the dampness of her short grey hair. Tenzin continued to observe her quietly as she absentmindedly continued to stir something in a saucepan while reading a book propped at the side, page held in place by an empty coffee cup. Barefoot and clad in a plain tank top and shorts, the stern protector of Republic City was barely recognizable in the casual setting. He smiled as Lin made a face, probably scoffing at the plot of her novel.
He made his way towards her, landing a kiss on her exposed shoulder from behind, effectively startling her.
“Spirits, Tenzin!” Lin raised the spatula in shock, landing whipped cream on her face and on his robes.
Tenzin grinned. He loved that he was the only person in the world who could surprise the otherwise vigilant metalbending chief of police. It was a testament on how comfortable she was with him that she never felt the need to be on her guard.
“Hello, dear.” He kissed off the cream from her cheek and was rewarded with a slap on the arm. “You seemed engrossed there, good book?”
“Oh Agni, no.” His wife snorted as she marked her page in the book. “It’s just one of those trashy books that Su sent me, in the hopes that I get in touch with my inner dancer or something.” She placed the saucepan beside the peaches on the dining table.
The airbender accepted the napkin given by Lin to clean up his robes. “Still trying to convince you to join her dance group?” He turned to the counter, opening his paper bag of food.
“Yes, claims it would make me more flexible and limber - as if I don’t have enough training at headquarters.” (”Or in bed,” Tenzin muttered, getting swatted on the arm for his contribution). She offered her husband assistance as he poured the soup he brought home into a serving pot. “I have to constantly remind those children running the precincts that I am not old.” Her hand flicked in irritation. “And apparently, the only way I could assert that is by beating them down. While hanging on the ceiling. With my metal cables.” Little tremors were felt on the floor as she punctuated her statements with barely perceptible stomps of her foot.
Tenzin chuckled, guiding his wife into her seat in the dining room as she scowled. “I’m sure you enjoyed putting them in their place,” He added the pot of soup on the table. “Come now, I wouldn’t have thought a bunch of new officers would get you down. It’s the weekend!” He sat down, pouring tea for the two of them.
Lin shrugged and proceeded to pile Tenzin’s plate with two (bland) kale wraps and a few dumplings.
“This one’s new,” He lightly touched an angry red cut on her forearm.“And so is this.” He grasped her wrist when she placed his plate in front of him, gently massaging a darkening bruise on her elbow. “Where...?”
Having been raised and grown up in Air Nomad culture, Tenzin feels discomfort whenever his wife arrives home with another souvenir from work on her body (often temporary, sometimes somewhat permanent).
“A new group of non-benders instigated a faceoff with some benders near the cultural center today,” The metalbender downplayed the encounter, removing her arm from his hold. “Good thing we got there just in the nick of time.”
“And got yourself something which is more than a nick,” He frowned at the four-inch long scarlet mark that was a stark contrast against her pale skin. “Lin,” He quickly ladled some seaweed soup into a bowl. He knew it had properties good for blood loss. “Please be careful.” He pushed the bowl towards her.
“I always am.” She caught the sober tone of his reminder. “Don’t worry, I make sure to assess the risks beforehand. I’m no longer that reckless and brash detective who attempted to arrest her sister.” She tried to make light of their conversation.
As if on cue, as with any other time that her scars or the origin of her scars were brought up, Tenzin delicately cupped her cheek and gave her a soft kiss. He was a husband seeking a reminder that all was well. He felt the familiar pressure on his lips as his wife pressed back to deepen their kiss.
They both ended the kiss, breathing heavily. She smiled, finally accepting the soup.
The rest of the meal continued uneventfully. Tenzin complimented his spouse on her thoughtfulness on the meal. They talked about how their day went (”Tarrlock, that chattering hog-monkey, would not stop about this new ordinance he wanted to pass. I was sorely tempted to ring Mother and Fire Lord Izumi to influence their representatives to vote against it out of spite.” “Oh Tenzin, but you wouldn’t. 10 yuans on you that you would not push through with that.” “You’re right dear,” A sigh was heard. “I wouldn’t have.”) and how their respective families were faring (”Mom hasn’t still gotten in touch with Su and I.” “Should we be worried?” “I don’t think so. Lord Zuko is out travelling as well - 10 yuans bet that they’re out on a life-changing field trip.” “Lin, what’s with you and 10 yuans??”).
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The couple decided to finish their dessert in the study.
Lin tucked her legs under as she got comfortable on the couch while Tenzin cleaned up (”You go ahead and relax, I’ll take care of the kitchen and dining table since you prepared the meal - well, most of it at least - ouuuuch woman, stop hitting me.”). She pulled out her (Su’s) novel to bide the time (yes, bide the time, she was not invested in the story of the lone ballerina who captivated the king in that one-night-only performance, nope, not invested at all, thank you very much) while waiting for her husband.
She had made it into a chapter and a half by the time Tenzin joined her. She got up to make space for him, then laid her head on his lap to continue reading while he elected to tackle his correspondence.
They passed the time in that position, with Tenzin alternately feeding Lin and himself some of the sliced moon peaches. The only sound was the occasional flip of pages and parchment being discarded on the side table.
Half-way into the book, Lin was making mental note to ask her younger sister if she had a copy of the sequel when the airbender released a deep breath.
“Is something wrong?” She lifted her eyes from the book and directed her attention to the face of the man above her, albeit a bit concealed by the beard from her point-of-view.
“The new Avatar has mastered Earthbending.” He indicated the letter he was perusing.
“That’s good news, right?” The earthbender sat up on her heels, taking her mother-in-law’s letter to go through it.
“It says here they’re inviting you to train the Avatar as her airbending master in five years time,” Lin felt her excitement building as she read Katara’s update. “Provided, however, that she passes her Firebending mastery test by then.” She knew how important this was to him. “Ten-!” She looked up and saw his faraway expression.
“Hey,” Lin tenderly took his face into her hands, looking into his eyes. Green met gray.
Earth and air - their elements and their personalities were as opposite as they can go. While Lin Beifong learned early on how to master her emotions (which several times proved to be necessary in her line of work, sometimes even a matter of life and death), the man in shades of saffron and red before her wore his heart clearly. Even at the age of forty-six, he exuded an air of artlessness. Some of his detractors saw it as a weakness but she recognized it as his strength, the ingenuous sincerity which coated each of his interactions appealed to the constituents. Nonetheless, Lin knew him for as long as she was alive and she knew something was troubling him.
“Do you,” Like any earthbender worth his or her salt, she faced this head on. She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Tenzin,” She knew they had made peace with it in the past but she needed to ask, yet again. “Do you regret it?” Do you regret choosing me - the unsaid question hung thickly in the air.
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The last airbender covered her right hand with his and leaned into her palm. “Never.” He knew she can feel his steady heartbeats as she held him. After a beat, he leaned forward, capturing her lips with his.
Lin Beifong, while a confident woman, did need reassurances which only her husband can provide. He knew that she still experienced vestiges of guilt from time to time.
He saw it when she was reading the newspaper and an article called out the Chief of Police as a hard-ass with a heart of stone, unbending with the law and unbending in rehabilitating an extinct nation.
He saw it through the years as she accompanied him in various city council formal events and got asked on multiple occasions when they were going to start trying for kids. She would pleasantly smile, with a poise that would make the late Poppy Beifong proud. Then she would sweetly reply something along the lines of no, thank you, we’re not trying for kids but rest assured we’re frequently engaging in exercises that might (if we were not careful) result in one. Now, that (and the subsequent choking noise made by whichever pompous guest who dared ask) would make Toph Beifong proud.
He saw it whenever the entire family gathers at Air Temple Island to celebrate someone’s birthday and the Air Acolytes seem to walk on eggshells around her, never mind that technically she was the first lady of the nation.
Everyone else saw her smirk or her stoic blank face; no emotion betrayed by the absence of hunching of the shoulders or the lack of a furious blush on her complexion.
But Tenzin, her partner for most of her life, saw the little indicators - the tightening of her jaw, the stiffening of her spine, the whitening of her knuckles as she dug her nails into her palm...
They simply did not know. They did not see her as a terrified child, fresh from being abducted by a convict on parole that her mother had put into jail years before her birth. It was the day that she first showed signs of metalbending as she broke off the chains the bound her. She was seven.
They did not see her stay up late as a teenager, waiting on the roof of one of the buildings in Air Temple island, scouring the horizon in the hopes that her mother might be coming home soon from a raid.
They did not see her collapse after returning to headquarters, after being beaten up (close to death) as a police captain caught in a turf war, getting more heat because of her ancestry. (”Bonus points in taking the metal woman down - her mother is the esteemed chief of police!” One of the fire-bending hooligans had spat.).
They did not see her weep neither did they hold her in their arms after a particularly difficult day on her job. She had murmured to him that she will never want to put a child, her child, in dangerous situations just because of the consequence of having her a mother. That would have been selfish. It was simply not an option.
Her (their) decision not to have children was publicly discussed and dissected. More than once, the usually calm Tenzin had blown up at the press to leave them alone. These only resulted in new heated rumors published the next day that he was probably selecting Air Acolytes across the Air Temples to impregnate to repopulate the Air Nation. If anything, while he was infuriated, Tenzin was glad to see Lin laugh out loud upon reading about it in the paper. His eldest brother Bumi had even called over just to check its veracity, volunteering to scout the United Republic in the next years in search for thick-eyebrowed large-nosed airheads cooped up in libraries across the temples.
Tenzin also dealt with the aftermath of these public set-downs once they returned to their home in Republic City. He would willingly offer the reassurance that only he can give her at her most vulnerable.
Even as the last airbender, Tenzin would do anything to make his metalbender happy.
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Satiated and relaxed, the couple adjusted their position on the couch, with Tenzin airbending the throw blanket over them. He noticed Lin fingering the letter from the Southern Water Tribe again.
“It’s just that - they’re asking us to move to the South Pole for the duration of Korra’s training.”
Lin raised her eyebrows at this. “Oh.”
“But no,” Tenzin moved to put an arm around her as she sat in his embrace. “I wouldn’t want to uproot you. It’s not for a few more years; we’ll figure something.” He distractedly finished the rest of the peaches and cream from the crystal bowl. Between the two of them, he was the one with the sweet tooth. “I could start training Oogi for frequent long distance trips to the South Pole, if only to ready him for my frequent back-and-forth to you in Republic City.”
The sound of the scraping of the spoon against the bowl echoed in the companionable silence.
“Or, Tenzin, maybe - what if,” Lin played with the smoothness of the blanket. “You invite her to Air Temple Island?” She avoided his inquisitive gaze. “I mean, we can reinstate the White Lotus around the temple for security and prepare the island for airbending training. You’ve probably have enough in the coffers for a refurbishment on the Island, given that it’s been a while since your family lived there. But those would be best put into use in rebuilding the other temples; I have enough money to add from the Beifong inheritance, we could use that - it will be my home too, you know -.” She was interrupted by a tight embrace and a kiss.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” The response he got was just a laugh. “But, really, are you sure about this?” He rubbed her side gingerly, taking care not to hit any of her bruises.
“Of course,” Lin grinned at him. “But you better start training again - sounds like this Korra would be a tough kid to manage.” She patted his chest.
“Train you say?” Tenzin had a glint in his eye. “Why don’t we start now,” He picked up his surprised wife as he carried her in the direction of their bedroom. “Let’s get you all limbered up and flexible then let’s give your sister a call so I can give her a blow-by-blow account on how you need not be a dancer to limber up.” Laughter trailed behind him as Lin made sure to metalbend their door close.
Yes, they treasured quiet Friday nights at home like this.
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Related:
Follow-up fanfic: The Airbender’s Wife: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4
#linzin#lin beifong#tenzin#lok#legend of korra#lin deserves a happy ending#linzin fanfic#linzin fanfiction#toccatina's fanfics#toccatina completed
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Korra’s Christmas
This is just an idea but if enough of you are interested I will do it and make a collection on Ao3.
Thirty one days of holiday Fan Art and Fanfic
All Thirty One Days of December are different ships and a prompt. I’ll write some and I’ll make polls and posts for suggestions. If you’d like to suggest rules, prompts or ships, message me. Send in prompts ! Tag your friends. I’ll try to post polls once I get enough. I’ll post all prompts before the end of the month.
If you like a ship that isn’t included then I can add it, as a bonus or replace a disliked ship with it. if you dislike a ship I can remove it just message me. If you dislike a tentative prompt I can swap it.
post your ideas and submissions with #Korra’sChristmas. I will reblog them.
if you have any question my asks are open. I tried to include every ship I could think of. I don’t want anyone to feel excluded or leave out their favorite ship.
Rules (so far, will add more if they are suggested or people are hateful) : No incestous or illegal ships will be permitted. No NSFW content with underage characters. NSFW content is welcomed, but must be tagged as such and rated appropriately please and thank you. Submissions can be no ship or platonic as long as they incorporate the prompt. If you’d like your prompt to be for a particular day/ship let me know. Feel free to send in prompts related to other winter Holidays or just the winter season. If you want a ship to be a particular day let me know.
Tentative Prompts:
Meet Cute
Meet the In laws
Tree Decorating
Movie Night
Naughty and Nice List
Spiked Eggnog
Christmas Proposal
Hot Chocolate
Wrapping Gifts
Christmas Cookies
Non-traditional Christmas
Christmas Vacation
Snowed-In
Working on Christmas
Modern Day AU
Submitted Prompts:
Secret Santa Gift Exchange 🎅🏽
Build a Snowman ⛄️
Snowball fight ❄️
Tentative Ships:
Amon/Lin (I’m joking this is a crack ship but if any of y’all actually like this one let me know and I’ll keep it otherwise it’s getting axed)
Asami/Bolin
Asami/Iroh
Asami/Korra
Asami/Kuvira
Asami/ Mako
Asami/OC or any character
Baatar Sr/Suyin
Baatar Jr/Kuvira
Bolin/ Korra
Bolin/Opal
Bolin/ Wei
Bolin/ OC or any character
Bumi/Lin
Bumi/ OC or any character
Izumi/Lin
Izumi/ OC or any character
Mako/Asami
Mako/ Korra
Mako/Lin
Wuko
Opal/Kuvira ( Winter Solstice)
Korra/Kuvira
Korra/ Tahno (Christmas Eve)
Kya/Lin (Christmas Day)
Lin/ Tarlokk or Linzin
Pema and Tenzin
Senna and Tonraq
Kai and Jinnora
Mr and Mrs Moon
Zolt/Lin
Update: So far we have 18 prompts ! We need thirteen more ! Please send some in !!!
#legend of korra#fanfiction#fanfic#ao3 fanfic#tlok fanfic#tlok fanart#kyalin#pemzin#linzin#linzolt#linzumi#korrasami#wuko#bopal#Korra’sChristmas
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Just something I’m working on
The Road Not Traveled
The night feels endless and the pain unbearable. Lin thinks she’ll never see the sun again. But, like all things, it passes. There’s a cry, her first. It’s relief. It’s discomfort. The pain remains, but a calmness consumes her–and a bright light enters the room, blinding her until someone closes the curtain. Life begins. Life continues.
She should sleep. That’s what they told her. Despite her tiredness, despite her weakened state, she stays wide awake. Despite the pain, she totters over to the telephone across the room. The operator on the other end is kind, ready to chat.
She skips the formalities. “Air Temple Island.”
A click and then it rings, until, finally, Tenzin answers. He sounds frantic, practically breathless, like he’s been waiting all night for this call. He probably has. She pictures him sitting at his desk all night, staring at a blank paper, pretending to work—pretending not to care—while waiting for her to call.
“Hey,” Lin starts, ignoring the sharp pain suddenly coursing through her lower stomach. “Yeah, it’s done. I… had it.” She turns to the crib beside the bed, the small lump bundled tight in a green blanket. She thought at first it might be too tight, that maybe the kid would suffocate, but the nurse assured her it would be fine. Nurses know best, so Lin let it go.
“You have?” He sounds surprised, like he hasn’t been waiting for her exact words for the last several hours. “I… are you alright? Is it…?” He trails off, and she can almost hear his mind racing.
“Don’t worry,” she tries to assure. “It’s not an airbender.” She doesn’t know, not really. Call it mother’s intuition, she thinks to tell him, but decides to hold her tongue.
Tenzin sighs. “Lin… none of that matters. Not now.”
The lump in the crib gurgles. She turns, pretends like she didn’t hear it. “It’s all that matters, Tenzin.”
Silence.
She’s not sure how long they go without speaking, but it’s Tenzin who breaks it. “I should be there with you…”
Her body hurts. It’s been months of the same conversation, of the same back and forth; her body hurts. “Omashu isn’t anything special, Tenzin. Believe me, I’m fine.”
“Come home,” he tells her. Practically begs; he’s been begging this entire year.
“Don’t you have a wedding to get ready for?” In less than a week, Kya tells her. His child bride has been flaunting all over the city. Republic Times calls her the future mother of the air nation. Katara and Kya cackled at the title.
“Pema will understand.” She rolls her eyes as laughter bubbles up—but she shudders as the bubbles quickly transform into sharp knives, stabbing her insides. She holds in a groan. Tenzin continues, oblivious: “We can pretend this past year never happened. A bump in the road.”
She recovers. “Tenzin, we… we both know it won’t work. It hasn’t worked for quite some time.”
“I love you,” he says with the emphasis on her, not Pema. She almost feels giddy at the thought, but pain overshadows it. “It’s a girl, isn’t it?” he continues when she stays quiet.
She turns back to the cradle. It wiggles from beneath the swaddle; she knew it was too tight. He always wanted a girl. “No, it’s a boy,” she tells him, shifting her stance and looking away as if the baby could understand her deception.
“A boy.” His voice is light, full of hope, full of air. “Have you picked a name?”
“Nah, his parents will decide all that when they get here.” She moves again, suddenly uncomfortable. She’s tired, she tells herself. She’s been up all night. The baby starts fussing. “Listen… I have to go.”
“Lin—”
“Goodbye Tenzin.”
Lin hangs up before he can stop her, then totters back over to the bed. She sits—shivering in pain—and looms over the cradle.
“Hey listen, kid,” she says softly. It somehow quiets at the sound of her voice. She places a gentle hand over the swaddle. “Um, your parents will be here to pick you up in a few hours. I… asked for some time with you. To say our goodbyes, I guess.” It coos as if responding, but its eyes are closed and its head tilts in the opposite direction. “It’s better this way,” she continues after a moment. “Trust me. You don’t want to be a Beifong. Too much baggage.” And she thinks of Tenzin, his almost wife Pema, and the headache all of that gives her. “Nomad life wouldn’t be much better.” Maybe if this happened a year ago… Maybe they could move on from it somehow… No. She stands by her decision.
And she sighs; the baby’s eyes open—blue. She shifts. It feels like sharp needles poking her as she moves. She starts again, “Look, your parents are good people. They’ll take care of you.”
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Choices, Chances, Changes - Chapter 19
Canon Lin finally goes home ;;;
#linzin#lin beifong#tenzin#tlok#avatar the legend of korra#fanfic#fanfiction#i cried for like 6 hours straight writing this#lok#legend of korra
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Hello everybody💚
My birthday is coming up soon and while it sucks that I'm getting old, I'm going to try and be cheery about it. Starting today: it's going to be 24days until I turn 24 and since you guys can't actually celebrate with me I thought we could all engage in something fun.
So, send me a ship and a single worded prompt and I will post one thing for each day. It's going to be short ficlet/poem/whatever my brain types out.
Since it's going to be one post a day and my inbox may fill up multiple posts (look at me being an optimistic narcissist) I'll just accept/select a random prompt I receive on each day and use the extras on days I don't receive anything on.
I'll continue working out the kinks while am at it but I'm excited for this! If you have any ideas/suggestions let me know!
I’m really looking forward to this🐈⬛🌼
#legend of korra#lin beifong#linzin#linumi#tenzin#lok#chief beifong#bumi ii#avatar the legend of korra#avatar#linko#fanfiction#hbd kat#im ready to try anything
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For anyone waiting on an update for this fic, I’m only 700 words in on the next chapter and I really want to take my time with it because it’s a very angsty
Still got a long way to go, but here’s a sneak peek:
#lin beifong#tenzin#divorced parents au#past Linzin#fanfic#legend of korra#legend of korra fanfiction
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