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chiefbeifongcanrailme · 2 months

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It's Not Tenzin

Here’s my submission for day 7 of Lin Beifong’s Week. You can also find it on AO3.

Pairing: Lin Beifong x 😏

Rating: G

Art made by JadeLotus💚

Poppy and Lao's ceremonial annual Beifong reunion had been reinstated after decades. Ever since Lin waved a white flag on the family drama, it was meeting after meeting almost every month. Whether it was Suyin’s dance recital or Huan’s exhibition or the plethora of hobbies Wing pursued before its disastrous showcase, Lin was obligated to attend. But the breaking point was when the ticket vendor at the Republic City train station asked Lin if she wanted to buy a monthly pass to Zaofu. That was it. This family had been seeing each other a little too much our Chief was fed up.

And that’s how the annual Beifong reunion came about. Once a year, at a predetermined location, the entire Beifong clan would gather, exchange pleasantries, and well, unpleasantries, and most importantly, were exempt from the remainder of the clan’s activities. "For the rest of the year, voluntary participation only," Zaofu's matriarch had said.

At nineteen years old, Lin couldn’t care less about Suyin’s rampant gossip sessions, but at fifty-eight years old, Lin realized she could care even less about the same.

After a riveting game of power disc in the morning, followed by tea and snacks courtesy of Suyin’s fantastic chef, Lin found herself feeling fresh and rejuvenated. For the first time, she wasn’t counting minutes until she could be back in Republic City.

Little did she know that feeling would be wildly short lived.

Toph and Suyin, amidst conversation, took their seats beside Lin. Su giggled at something her mother said, forcing Lin to repress the grunt that her sister’s shrill voice induced.

“You’ve hated that sound ever since you were six years old,” Toph began.

Lin raised an eyebrow.

“That’s because I was born when she was six years old,” Suyin said, giggling again.

“And you say I remember nothing of your childhoods,” Toph remarked.

Lin didn’t want to engage. Rewinding Beifong memories had always been a risky move- and Lin didn’t intend on drowning after all these years.

“Anyway,” Suyin said, as if reading Lin’s mind, “I was just telling mom about why Bataar’s new interest in—”

“Mmmm, didn’t you tell me all about that last night?” Lin tried cutting her off.

“Oh no,” Su smirked. “This was something that happened last night. You see, it all started because Bataar was missing me in bed since I was with—”

“Suyin, you’re my daughter and I tolerate you in that capacity, but I cannot listen to your sexcapades with that tendril of a man any more than once a day. You already ruined breakfast.”

Lin had never been more thankful for her mother’s quippy interruptions.

Unfortunately, that too would be short lived.

“However,” the blind woman continued, “Zuko was asking me about you, Lin and your sexual life.”

Lin almost choked on her tongue.

“Her sex life?” Suyin echoed, appalled.

“Romantic life. Same thing,” Toph said with a shrug.

“I hope you let him know that there’s nothing to know,” Lin replied with a frown.

“Oh, I would have,” Toph said with a chuckle, “but you see, I don’t lie.”

Lin gawked at her mother. Suyin nodded from side to side, quickly trying to study the expressions on the women’s faces. There was something she didn’t know and that was plain wrong. Suyin had to be in the know about everything and everyone’s business. This was utterly unacceptable and in her own home no less. But as if reading her daughter’s mind- if she could ever read anything- Toph pulled out a dilapidated piece of paper from her pocket. Handing it over to her youngest, she said, “Well then, explain this.”

Suyin gazed at the letter. Her eyes would’ve fallen out of their socket at the sight of a gossip so juicy- something she couldn’t have imagined in her wildest dreams.

“I recognize the handwriting!” she gasped.

Lin moved closer to her sister, face painted with concern over an ambiguous letter, sole anxiety and no heart pumping blood through her veins.

“What is—”

Suyin gasped louder. “Lin! Are you having an affair with Tenzin?!”

“No!” she exclaimed, snatching the letter. Her eyes followed the scripture unorderly. Where was this letter from? Why was it in her belongings? How did her mother, of all people, find it? But most importantly, the penman and contents of this letter rattled her as her vision glazed through it quickly. Realization struck like lightning, forcing her to bite her bottom lip with fear.

“Who else would call you their beloved and use hackneyed words like ‘I love you more than anything, why won’t you believe me’ or—”

“It’s not Tenzin!” Lin reiterated through gritted teeth. “Where did you find this letter?” she glared at Toph and slammed the paper on the table, visibly harrowed by its contents.

“More importantly, who is so in love with our Chief Crankypants?” Suyin asked.

Lin slapped her forehead when Toph burst out laughing. Suyin sneakily grabbed the letter and opened it back up to find the answer to her own question.

“So, who is it?” Toph asked.

Suyin couldn’t help but hold in her smile as she read through its entirety. Lin didn’t even bother interrupting her as she covered her face with embarrassment.

“Lin,” she said softly, “this is probably the sweetest, most tender love letter I have ever read. But it doesn’t say who it is. They’ve signed their name as ‘your smarter half’ and if that isn’t Tenzin—”

“It's NOT Tenzin!” her voice resounded the room.

“Who’s not Tenzin?”

The Beifong ladies looked up at the sound of the new voice. It was Asami, and behind her, came General Iroh, Avatar Korra and Detective Mako. Now that Bolin had become a Beifong, this had become an extended family reunion.

Lin groaned.

“My sister’s mystery man,” Suyin said with a giggle.

“Mystery man and Lin Beifong!” Korra cooed, bending a gust of wind underneath to prop herself close to the table.

“Korra, please.” Lin grumbled.

“Yes, Korra. Please!” Toph offered jauntily, encouraging the Avatar.

“Where did you find this letter?” she asked again, in a sterner tone.

“I found it hidden in a pillowcase in your bedroom.”

“My bedroom?” Lin asked, wondering if the room in Suyin’s house qualified as ‘her’ bedroom.

“Your old bedroom back at the Beifong mansion in Republic City, obviously.”

Lin rolled her eyes, and Toph didn’t miss it. “Evidently, I couldn’t read it when I found it so I brought it here for someone to read it out to me! Just be grateful I took it to Suyin first.”

As Lin narrowed her eyes, trying to decipher what her mother meant, Korra read the letter out loud to the group to catch them up with its contents.

“Chief!” Mako cackled. “I didn’t realize you liked your men sappy!”

“I mean, she did date Tenzin.” Bolin added.

“IT’S NOT TENZIN!” came the loud response, causing Bolin to convulse in his spot.

“Who is it then, Chief?” Korra laughed.

Lin glanced through the room with apprehension. When her eyes met Asami’s she relaxed and gave her a meek smile.

“Let me start here- when Tenzin was away visiting the air temples with his father, we weren’t exactly together,” Lin entwined her fingers together, thinking on how to proceed. Being caught totally unawares by this letter into a nook of her past made it difficult to relay. “So, at the time I was seeing someone from school. We had a bit of an on-again-off-again relationship and—”

“Gosh, Lin! Who is it?” Suyin cried with excitement.

Lin brought one hand up to silence her and continued, “Asami, before your father met Yasuko, he and I were... Well,” she shrugged. “But believe me, your mother was the love of his life. He told me so himself.”

Tears would've broken through Asami’s eyes at the mention of her father but thankfully she was smiling. Although she deeply missed him, she discovered happiness in the idea of connecting with someone else with whom she could reminisce about her father's memories.

“I’m sorry, Asami,” Lin said. “Your father was a wonderful man.”

“This took a weird turn,” Toph mumbled.

“Mom!” Su nudged her mother.

“He made his mistakes but, there was so much good in that man.”

Iroh was now gently rubbing Asami’s back as she nodded along.

“And Su,” she said, turning to her sister, “you recognize the handwriting because I saved all of Hiroshi’s notes from school for you. He was a brilliant student and I wanted that for you. Whatever little you did end up studying were all his brush strokes.”

Suyin smiled and squeezed her sister's arm affectionately. Korra placed the letter back in front of Lin and gave her a smile too.

“It’s good to remember the dead,” the Avatar said. “Grief is the expression of love in the face of loss; as we shed tears for what is gone, it's equally important to commemorate the love that once was..”

“I miss the less spiritual Korra,” Toph scoffed.

Asami chuckled out loud though. "Yes, Korra, that's right. If you're ever up for it, Chief, I would love to learn more about your time with dad during his school days."

"You can come talk to me anytime," she smiled.

As if to annihilate the saccharine fest in the room, Toph groaned. "I was hoping this would've been a scandalous letter from your mafia boyfriend from back in the day." Everyone gasped, as the blind woman continued, “Because I already told Zuko about your reunion with that firebending menace."

"What—”

Lin cheeks were pinker than a dragon bird spirit.

"That's why I brought this letter to you first," she said, turning towards Suyin. "You don't want this letter getting in her current boyfriend's hands. I hear he's the jealous type."

Now all Vaatu broke lose and getting the name out of Lin’s lips. She couldn't be in Republic City soon enough.

#lin beifong #chief beifong #linbeifongsweek

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salty-medley · 7 months

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Gossips at the RCPD

It was one of my fave #linbeifongsweek prompts and I'll post it right now because I'm not sure if I'll have time for it in november.

I have a young police officer OC ( the middle one) who shamelessly litteraly ships his boss with one of their biggest old targets and apparently he's not the only one...

#linbeifongsweek #linzolt #lin beifong #lightning bolt zolt #rare paring #the legend of korra #original character #canon character

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wishingforatypewriter · 6 months

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Mystery Man

Written for Lin Beifong's Week (Day 3: Gossip at the RCPD)

‘Mind your business, keep your job’ was a rule Mako had followed devoutly since his days running numbers for the Triple Threats as a child. But even he had to admit he was curious.

You see, on Monday morning, a courier delivered a bouquet of fire lilies to the station. The floral arrangement was walked right up to the chief’s office and remained on the side of her desk for the rest of the day.

This was truly significant because Chief Beifong’s office was markedly bare, devoid of the trinkets and family photos nearly all the cops left on their desks.

“Who do you think they’re from?” Meilin asked once she returned to the bullpen after submitting a report to the chief.

“That’s above my paygrade,” Mako said, barely glancing up from his paperwork. “Yours too.”

“You’re probably right,” she replied, leaning against his desk. “It’s strange, though, to imagine the chief with a boyfriend.”

On Tuesday, the flowers were gone, but when he went into Beifong’s office to get her approval to launch an investigation, the room smelled of expensive Fire Nation cigars. The scent was vaguely familiar, something from a lifetime ago. He felt his brow furrow as he tried to remember where he recognized it from.

“Is there something else you need, Mako?” she asked when he paused before leaving her space.

“Uh, no,” he said, scratching the back of his head. “I just didn’t know you smoked.”

“It’s a habit that keeps coming back.” The chief’s expression twitched into something like a smile, but it was gone as soon as he blinked. “My advice is never start.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he said, and then left, finally placing where he encountered the smell of those exact cigars when he sat down at his desk. It was back when he was learning to bend lightning on the rooftops and in the alleyways of the Dragon Flats.

On Wednesday, for the first time since Mako joined the force, Chief Beifong actually left work early.

“I have an appointment,” she said with a noncommittal wave as she made her way out. “Hold down the fort.”

“An appointment?” Meilin said, once the brass doors shut behind the chief. “More like a date.”

“I haven’t seen her like this since she was a rookie,” said Old Patel, the unit chief of the organized crime division, who’d been a cop since Toph Beifong led the force. “Wearing perfume, going on lunch dates.”

“Who has a lunch date?” Bolin asked as he and Opal approached.

“No one,” Mako said. “Why are you here?”

“Rude!” Bolin said. “After Opal and I came all this way to pick you up for Asami’s kickback.”

Mako sighed, rubbing his forehead. “That was today?”

“Yeah, now who’s on a lunch date?” he asked, feeding off of the potential for gossip, as always. “Anyone I know?”

“Chief Beifong and her mystery man,” Meilin said.

“Lin’s dating?” Bolin asked.

“We don’t know that,” Mako said.

“He sent her flowers on Monday, cigars on Tuesday, and now she left early for a lunch date,” Meilin said, counting off each clue on a finger.

“Ooh, this is getting good.” Bolin rubbed his hands together, grinning from ear to ear. “Hey, Opal, Lin’s your aunt. Did she say anything?”

The airbender simply inspected her nails instead of responding.

“Hey, no secrets!” Bolin said, pouting.

“It’s not my business to tell,” she replied.

Later that day, at Asami’s get together, Bolin made the whole friend group aware of Lin’s potential dating situation.

“Come on, we have a detective, a genius, and an avatar in the house. Someone’s got to be able to figure this out.”

“Trust me, you’ll never guess it,” Opal told him. “Not in a million years.”

Something in her inflection returned Mako’s mind to the cigars—expensive, imported. He’d only ever known one person who smoked them.

“You think he makes her happy?” Mako asked.

She smiled. “I definitely do.”

“That’s good enough for me,” he said. “Now can we please stop talking about this and go eat?”

#linbeifongsweek #lok mako #lok bolin #lin beifong #linzolt #opal beifong #day 3 #gossip at the rcpd

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authorjoydragon · 6 months

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“It’s about time there’s a week about me.” - Lin Beifong

@linbeifongsweek

#lin Beifong #linbeifongsweek #incorrect quotes #tlok #tlok event week #signal boost

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yell0wsalt · 6 months

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Red

Written for Lin Beifong's Week (Day 6: Soulmates)

Pairing: Lin Beifong/Bumi II

When Lin was a young girl, she was told many stories.

Of course, there were ones about her mother and her friend’s heroics in the Hundred Years War and beyond– they’ve become part of regular conversations growing up. There were the outlandish ones made up by her Uncle Sokka, though– those never failed to make her laugh– and countless others about the spirits and mystical creatures that populated the world around them and beyond.

Of them all there was one that struck Lin in particular. The story of Red.

Yue was the goddess of the moon, the one who worked harmoniously with the ocean spirit La. Yes, this was the story everyone had become familiar with for many years.

However, what many did not know was Yue’s reach as the matchmaker goddess.

How? What did that mean?

Through the color red.

The Red strings of fate. A person’s connection to others manifested through these strings. Friendships, family, and other relationships, the people someone meets can make an impact on their life in one way or another.

Forever connected through a kind of love.

Hearing this story for the first time, Lin bounced about, giddy with curiosity. Green eyes widened the size of dinner plates and sparkled brilliantly.

Was this story true? What would this mean for her when she was older?

The mind buzzed with the possibilities. She could not wait to grow up.

When Lin went to bed that night, she dreamt of red.

***

Lin hated the color red.

As it turned out, red was not her color.

Good fortunes, her ass.

Red. It was the color of loss.

The blood shed from her comrades when the missions she led went wrong. Especially the first one. That one always stayed with her. It turned to a festering sore that was never able to fully heal.

One seemingly minor detail missed, one rash call, and the world shifted on its head.

Telling parents and significant others of their losses did not get any easier. Flashbacks of their ear piercing cries, the sight of all the blood. There was so much of it and she was unable to do a thing about it.

She shuddered so hard her bones ached.

As the years went on, the weight became increasingly heavy. Day by day she internalized the guilt, letting it accumulate. This was the burden she had to bear. Lin grit her teeth and carried on.

It was the color of betrayal.

The blood that spattered across her cheek when Suyin rebuffed her disapproval of her lifestyle and turned against her.

A finger trailed down the side of her face in remembrance of the incident before it fell to her side limply.

Though they have become few and far between nowadays, there were still moments when she could hear the metal cables snapping and feel the resulting blinding pain if she thought about it too long.

She clenched her fists. Tight enough her knuckles blanched. Nails were too damned short to break the skin of the palm of her hand. A heated exhale through her nose accompanied a severe rake through loose hair. Desperate for another distraction and feel something.

Red. It was anger. It was the color she saw when she found out about… her… and them.

“Look, Lin. We have been growing apart for a long time now. We are completely different people. It was time we admit we are going down different paths in life.”

“Then you talk to me like the adults we are!” she screeched. “Or rather, supposed to be,” raising a wary eye at the acolyte who was still clinging onto Tenzin’s arm.

“Tenzin and I are soulmates,” she chimed in. “You can’t give him what he wants. What he needs.”

The audacity– “Who are you interrupting our conversation?!”

“Don’t talk to Pema that way!” he warned.

Pema…

The air suddenly pulled from her lungs. Shock and hurt flashed across her face before settling to fierce anger. “You cannot tell me what to do. Not now. Not ever.”

“Lin!”

Tenzin’s call to her was drowned out by the blood thundering in her ears. She turned away in a blind fury, desperate to go somewhere. Anywhere. Nowhere. Lin moved directionless through blurred tears, the earth beneath her feet led her way out.

Those times when she went to bed at the end of the day, Lin rolled away from the moon’s light.

Some nights, she tried to think about those stories she used to hear as a little girl. The thoughts made her curl in on herself before pulling the covers up to swallow her whole.

Red was nothing more than a childish dream. Now that she was older, she knew better.

Her sleeps became dreamless.

***

Lin did not believe in soulmates. She found it to be a preposterous idea.

To find and have someone who is connected to you with happiness and good fortune? Give her a break.

But–

When Bumi returned to Republic City from his United Forces deployment, the first person he wanted to see was her.

It had been years since they saw each other last. He looked good in his red and gold uniform. Really good. Down to his wild hair and couple of buttons fastened askew. Even with how brutal being part of the United Forces can be, especially in his position, Bumi was still… Bumi.

The breath of fresh air he helped bring into her life was hard to ignore.

When he tried to treat Lin to a bouquet of flowers and strawberry shortcake for her birthday. It was the first one they spent together.

“Bumi, I appreciate the thought, but I’m not touching that.”

“What? It’s not like I made it. We’ve been through that mess before. Got it from PikPak’s Pastries,” thumbing in a vague direction over his shoulder outside. “It’s light and looks good.” He waggled his eyebrows and wore that classic rakish grin.

“I’m allergic to strawberries,” she deadpanned.

He froze. “Really? Well– ha–,” he raked a hand through his coarse hair and smiled sheepishly. “Sabotage! Sabotage, I tell you! I thought I had this whole evening set up with dinner and a dessert. Of course it would not all go to plan. Strawberry cake and flowers… foolproof romantic treat in theory, yeah? Well such is not my style it seems,” he chuckled.

“Hey–” she gently cupped his cheek, smiling kindly. “You know, they sell another one that is similar and made with cherries instead.”

Bumi immediately perked up. “Cherries, yeah! Cherries are good!”

She softly nodded with a warmth in her eyes. “Cherries are good.”

The two took the trip hand in hand to the bakery and picked up fresh slices.

The rest of the night was spent in, exchanging stories and taking comfort in the other’s company.

It was a happy birthday. One of the best ones she had in a while.

When Bumi and Lin would settle into bed for the night, his arms brought her in tight, cradling her head and waist. A tender kiss placed on her forehead before gently whispering, “Goodnight, Linny. Love you.”

Lin melted into his embrace, turning her head into the crook of his neck to whisper, “Good night. I love you, too.” Eyes fluttered, she was a breath away from slumber.

For an instant, Lin glanced over Bumi’s shoulder and caught the moon in their bedroom window.

Bright and whole, it illuminated the night smiling down at her.

Lips curved up slowly before sleep overtook the couple for the night.

Maybe–

Just maybe.

Red wasn’t so bad of a color after all.

#lin beifong #bumi ii #soulmates AU #hurt/comfort #past linzin fyi #linbeifongsweek #linumi #legend of korra

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ilovelin · 6 months

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Day 3: "If I could take all your pain away, I would. But I can't, so just let me love you." OR Gossip at the RCPD

I chose "If I could take all you pain away, I would. But I can't, so just let me love you."

#it’s obvious I can’t draw men lol #anyways #mako is saying this to Lin ofc #he is reassuring her after a bad day #linko #lin beifong #legend of korra #chief beifong #tlok #mako #lin x mako #linbeifongsweek #beifongs #Beifong family #pencil sketch #pencil

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tamras-shieldmaiden · 6 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: Legend of Korra Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lin Beifong/Kuvira Characters: Lin Beifong, Kuvira (Avatar) Additional Tags: Romance, POV Second Person, Age Difference, Femslash, Implied Sexual Content, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Older Woman/Younger Woman, Rarepair, Linvira, Kuvin - Freeform Summary:

Under the moonlight, Lin Beifong muses on the beauty of nature and the love that has come to her life, filling her life with renewed beauty and hope.

#linbeifongsweek #under the moonlight #the legend of korra #legend of korra #tlok #lok #lin beifong #chief lin beifong #kuvira #linvira #ao3 #fanfiction #my fanfiction

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redcatmusings · 6 months

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~The Language of Love~

Prompt: Love Language

The soft rapping of rain against the window woke Lin from her rather peaceful sleep. As she turned to embrace the warmth of a body that should have been there, her eyes caught the clock on the wall while her arm met emptiness. It was far later in the day than her usual 6am rise, the darkened rain clouds having led her internal clock astray, which explained the absence in her bed. A soft, disappointed sigh escaped her lips as she rolled over and sat up into a stretch. Kuvira would already be at work and with the rain, Lin had little desire to run any errands. Probably for the best she thought, for last night they had decided to neglect chores in favour of expressing their love in more physical ways. A smile tugged at the corners of Lin’s lips as she recalled the evening’s events, making every bit of today’s cleanup worth it; though her brows furrowed in disappointment that Kuvira had not woken her before leaving. Slipping a white tank top over her head and tying the strings on her pants, Lin glanced at the photo of her retirement from RC Police Force. She had little doubt that Mako would do a good job of keeping the Force strong and unified; especially with Kuvira at his side. Lin walked into the living room on her way to the kitchen to grab some coffee before starting the cleanup effort.

What greeted Lin was a much different image than she expected. The clothing they had discarded in haste last night now lay in a basket destined for the laundry. The clean clothes previously occupying the basket were now folded on the edge of the sofa, uniforms and dress shirts ironed and hanging from a hook on the door. Couch blankets were also neatly folded and placed along the back while the pillows had been straightened up.

As Lin made her way to the kitchen, she passed the washroom and peeked her head in, curious to see if Kuvira had addressed the mess they’d made here. Sure enough, she had. The towels were hung to dry. The mirror no longer had a steamy handprint on it and the shower curtain they had pulled the edges loose of, had been replaced.

Moving on to the kitchen, Lin was greeted with another surprise sight. At the table was today’s newspaper neatly folded, the vase with an array of colourful flowers placed back at the center with the tablecloth evenly covering the wooden table. This wasn’t how they had left it previously, flowers pushed aside, tablecloth balled up in Kuvira’s hands as Lin leaned into her lover’s embrace.

At the far end of the kitchen on the counter rested a cup next to the coffee, accompanied by a note being held down by it. Lin’s green eyes scanned over the note written in a the most beautiful cursive; something only a skilled and attentive hand could muster. She takes as much care with her writing as she does with pleasuring her partners, Lin thought to herself.

My Stubborn Ox,

I dare not wake you from your blissful slumber.

I apologize for not being there when you wake,

but I hope you have a relaxing day all the same.

I’ve gone ahead and done a few chores before work

so the place isn’t such a disaster.

Love Your Metal Rose

A warmth engulfed Lin’s heart as she looked up from the note. Kuvira may not be here, but love was there, in all the little details. Everywhere she looked were little ‘I love yous.’ From the clothes that had been ironed, hung or folded in the way she preferred, to the dishes that now laid clean and drying in the rack. They accentuated her current lonely presence while embracing her in the promise of love’s return home. The thoughtfulness spoke to Lin’s heart in ways words never could and Kuvira knew this. To be at the forefront of her lover’s thoughts as Kuvira was in hers, made Lin’s heart fill with joy and longing. She made a slight scoffing sound through a smile as she folded her arms across her chest. Once the coffee was ready Lin filled her Chief Baefong mug, a standing joke with the RC Force, and took a seat at the table; flipping open the newspaper. “I love you too, my Metal Rose.” She said, as she took a sip of her coffee and began to read the news.

Meanwhile, as the rain softly connected with the windows of the RC Police Force, Kuvira sat at her desk for lunch amidst piles of paperwork. Nearby Bolin could be heard defending his new employment to Mako, claiming this time he had found his calling. Here we go again Kuvira thought, as the two brothers drew closer and she opened up her lunch. Inside was the array of crackers and cheese she had prepared along with some cut fruit. However, it appeared something else had been tucked inside the lunch bag. Kuvira reached in and produced two tickets to a theatre dance she had her eye on. Bolin leaned over her shoulder with Mako a few steps behind.

“Oooh, what’s that?” Bolin inquired while Mako brought the palm of his hand to his face.

“That’s love Bolin. True love.” Kuvira replied with a smile.

#linbeifongsweek #lok #legend of korra #lin beifong #kuvira #the legend of korra #ficlet #kuvin #linvira #lin beifong x Kuvira #lin x kuvira #love language

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captainstormborn · 6 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: Legend of Korra Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Lin Beifong/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Lin Beifong, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Soft Lin Beifong, Bisexual Disaster Lin Beifong, Romance, Drabble Collection Summary:

My entries for Lin Beifong Week 2023. All drabbles Obligatory english ist not my first language, but i tried my best.

#lin beifong #linbeifongweek #avatar #avatar legend of korra #linbeifongsweek #lin beifong x oc

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linbeifongsweek · 8 months

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🚨Welcome Lin Beifong's Week🚨

Below, you will find all the information you need about this event.

What is Lin Beifong's Week? What initially started as a week just appreciate the rare pairings with Lin Beifong has now turned into a full blown Lin Beifong Week! It turns out, statistically, there were only two ships that were being excluded from the rare pair label and since I didn't want anyone to feel left out, this is now a Lin Beifong Week!

What ships are included? ALL SHIPS! If you have a ship with the words "Lin Beifong" on one side of "x", you're golden! This includes LinxReader as well as LinxOCs. Poly ships and crossovers are more than welcome as well. #LinBeifongxAnyoneyoucanthinkof.

Are any ships excluded? No incest and no non-con will be allowed in this event.

When will the event take place? Mark your calendars! This event will take place from November 11th 2023 to November 18th 2023. It is an 8 day event.

Is NSFW allowed? YES! Please make sure to tag your 18+ works with the appropriate ratings.

What kind of content can I produce? Fanart, fanfiction, moodboards, playlists, gifs, incorrect quotes or any other form of creative media will be accepted as long as it is in line with the prompts and rules. You can tag your content with #linbeifongsweek and it will be featured on this blog.

Prompts are here!

General rules: - Be kind and respectful. No bullying, ship-bashing, homphobia, transphobia, racism, unwarranted accusations or hate of any kind will be tolerated. - Make sure your ships and content is properly tagged and rated.

If you have any questions, asks are always open!

Our collection on AO3 is here.

Prompt voting begins tomorrow and ends on September 17th 2023! So watch out for that and be sure to vote.

#lin beifong #linbeifongsweek

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chiefbeifongcanrailme · 5 months

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Floating Back in Love

Here’s my submission for day 6 of Lin Beifong’s Week. You can also find it on AO3.

Pairing: Lin Beifong x Tenzin

Rating: T

Art made by JadeLotus💚 And inspiration brought to you by @ilovelin

“Lin, come on! I never ask you of anything!” he cried.

Bumi had been following Lin all evening, chasing her from crime scene to crime scene, the precinct and back. He would’ve followed her into the lady’s room too if it weren’t for the metal bars she erected in front of the door.

“Please, please, please- I will never ask you for anything else.”

They were now in her office. It was nearing midnight and Bumi was not even close to quitting. Lin was wrapping up her paperwork for the day as he continued trying to persuade her to no avail.

“Bumi,” she groaned, gently slamming her head to the back of her chair in frustration. “Why won’t you just take no for an answer? Has Tenzin not crushed your spirits sufficiently?”

“Well, Tenzin’s on some other kind of bender right now,” he said, chuckling slightly. “You won’t believe what he’s up to.”

She had to admit it piqued her interest, but there was no way she was going to ask him about it. After years of animosity, Lin thought she had finally reached a good place in her relationship with Tenzin. They were friends- not close friends, but friends. Friends who knew and understood each other like nobody else did. Friends who couldn’t function being anything more or less than friends. Friends, that she thought were once soulmates, that weren’t, ultimately.

“But coming back, to ME,” he said emphatically. “Please, Lin! Please, please, please—”

“Why is this so important you, Bumi?” she asked, sighing loudly.

“I hear his sister is wayyyyy sluttier than me,” he explained. “I really need to, no, must screw her—”

“Don’t want to hear it!” Lin cringed, raising her hands in surrender. “Why do you need me to court some girl you know is promiscuous enough to sleep with the likes of you?”

“Court—” he laughed to himself, but quickly recovered when he saw Lin’s nostrils flare. “Thing is, she doesn’t quite leave the Fire Nation enough. She’s only going to be here because, her brother, a member of the cabinet of ministers in Izumi’s council is bringing her as his date.”

“Okay?”

“And if you snag the brother to be your date at the Annual Summit’s gala, I get that lovely lassy all to myself.”

“Bumi, I won’t be attending the gala as a guest. Remember my job?” she asked, gesturing around the room they were currently seated in.

“Taken care of that! I’ve got the airbenders to provide security, courtesy of my dear little brother. Mako has promised that he’ll take care of everything and lead your officers.”

Lin scoffed. “And what makes you think I’d be okay with that?”

“Because Kenzo is quite the looker?”

“Try again,” she deadpanned.

“Why? When have I ever let you down?”

Lin scoffed. “The last time you set me up with someone, it was a complete disaster.”

“What? Why?” he asked, standing up to demonstrate his shock.

“That guy was such a pervert. He tried sliding his hand down my pants!”

“That’s fantastic!” Bumi cried.

“What? No! In what world—”

“A patriarchal one where men don’t finish women off—”

A heavily scandalized Lin stood up and clapped his mouth shut. “Don’t ruin sex for me!”

Bumi laughed like a maniac. His lips tickled her hand, so she quickly moved it away. “Come on, Lin. When was the last time you—”

“Don’t—”

“Mr. Perv was probably wiping off the cobwebs—”

“Are you forgetting that you need me right now?”

“Fine, fine, fine,” he said, walking around her desk towards her. “Please, I really need a distraction. Tenzin is driving me crazy and, Lin, this guy’s great. I promise he won’t try any funny business. I’ve done my research with Song and Mako about your perimeter check- the whole nine yards. I even bought you an evening gown and got Opal to do your hair. It’s three months from now, so even if you change your mind, which I hope you won’t, I’ll call it off. But please, please please, please—”

“Why can’t any of your other female friends do this?”

“You’re the only one I haven’t slept with,” he said with a meek grin. “We could change that if you like, though…” he trailed off so his eyebrows could jump suggestively to finish his sentence.

She pinched her nose in thought and looked over at him. She wanted to ask what was going on with Tenzin, but she bit her tongue. Instead, she said, “Fine. It’s a date.”

Bumi hadn’t lied, she thought back. She was wearing a long, forest green gown made of the finest of silks- it was so reminiscent of Gaoling and Poppy Beifong. The thin straps streamlined up her clavicles to meet the back of her neck, secured by a neat bow. Lin was aware of how low her dress was cut and a small part of her wanted Kenzo’s eyes to linger a little, but alas, he was by far the least exciting person she had ever met. He not only talked in a slow drawl, but also exclusively talked only about his own very uninteresting interests.

She had been on worst dates, she admitted. And the only thing she wanted to do then was escape. From the corner of her eye, she saw Bumi giving her a thumbs-up, leading the curly haired bombshell of a woman towards the exit with him. Seeing that as her cue, Lin’s dress bounced behind her as she made her way to the balcony for an escape.

The past three months had been exceedingly tumultuous. Nearly every day Lin found herself learning new-fangled ideas about the occurrences at Air Temple Island.

First, it was Rohan and Pema coming in for records of domicile. Next, it was Mako receiving a call from Korra about information on lawyers. After that, it was Ikki being arrested for some petty crime. And finally, it was Tenzin. He showed up, rage blowing in the wind around him, to the precinct, likely to bail his little girl out.

Lin felt it obligatory to see him and talk things through in her office. The last thing she needed was Tenzin’s children turning into mini Suyins around her city.

“I take that you’re here for your daughter?” she began.

“Actually, no,” he whispered. “I want her to serve her sentence to the fullest. I also want her to see me here, expecting to be bailed out only to spend the next two nights here.”

“One complaint from the holding cell and I kick her out,” Lin warned.

Tenzin laughed aloud while she awkwardly stood there, waiting for him to stop. He was not acting like himself and Lin didn’t know how to behave. He calmed himself a few moments later, and smirked at Lin. “She’s just acting up, you know? Divorced parents- terrible father—”

“Tenzin!”

He blinked at her blankly.

“What’s going on with you?”

“I got divorced,” he said softly. His demeanor had totally changed. He looked somber now, emoting with his face instead of that frightening numbness. At least it seemed sincere. “It’s been very trying.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, placing her hand on his shoulder. “Is there any way I can help, old friend?”

Tenzin took her hand in his and squeezed it. “You’ve been perfect, Lin. Thank you for being my friend.”

“Of course,” she whispered. “I’m here for you.”

He snaked his arms around her back and hugged her lightly. She placed her arms on his shoulder and pat his back delicately. His arms glided over her back and squeezed her further into his body. She felt his beard by her neck and then she felt his kiss on her skin.

“Tenzin,”

His lips brushed over her ear and then down her cheek to find her mouth. They ghosted over her lips- it was a mere touch- when she stiffened and gently pulled away.

“We shouldn’t—”

“Yes,” he agreed. “I should leave.”

“Yeah.”

“I need to process—”

“You should.”

Now, at the balcony, Lin started remembering being Tenzin’s date. How they’d sneak away to hide from the boring lots like her current date. Sometimes, they’d fool around- and it was cute. And now it wasn’t because Lin could feel Tenzin’s lips haunting hers.

Abruptly, there was a switch in the wind. Instead of blowing in her face, it was now pushing her hair into her face. She looked straight into the horizon to see if the waves in Yue Bay had changed course when suddenly, Tenzin appeared right in front of her face.

Startled, Lin raised the stone platform to defend herself, and Tenzin just chuckled softly. He was seated on his air scooter and smiling- ever the picture of Aang if Lin could believe it.

“What are you doing here?!” she asked, still reeling from her start, bending the parapet back into place.

“Bumi told me you needed to be rescued from a boring gala, and, from an oath I swore on a mangled fruit pie about forty-five years ago, I’d always save you from any and all dull social engagements.”

Lin was taming her hair when Tenzin reached a hand out to help. “Sorry, I had to borrow some wind to fly up,” he said softly.

“When did Bumi talk to you?”

“He radioed me from the conference room downstairs,” he told her. “So, I flew right in.”

“That’s- thanks, Tenzin,” she whispered. “But I think I’ll be okay.”

“I’m sorry about the last time I saw you. It was… Difficult. Seeing you brought back a lot of feelings.”

“It’s fine, Tenzin,” she said.

“No, it’s not. I shouldn’t have tried to- anyway,” he replied. “How can I make your evening better?”

“I don’t think there’s all that much you can do,” she said. “I’m destined to a boring evening.”

Tenzin scoffed with amusement. “Of course not, Lin. So long as I’m here, the fate of your evening is in my hands.”

Lin snorted. He always knew how to make her laugh. “Why are you doing this?”

“Because,” he shrugged, beaming. “I have vowed to spend the rest of my life doing right by you. Whether it’s from a distance or floating right here to keep you company. I’ve done enough damage to your—”

“Tenzin, why?”

“I owe you all that you deserve and more.”

Lin shook her head. She rested her forearms on the parapet and placed her chin on top. Tenzin’s eyes gleamed at the sight.

“You’re beautiful, Lin. And that doesn’t even begin to cover why I have admired you my whole life.”

“Are you hitting on me, airhead?”

“Maybe.”

“You have to try harder, then.”

Tenzin flew over the parapet and landed beside her. She tilted her head sideways as he placed one hand on her arm. “Those green eyes you have could be the death of me,” he whispered.

Lin straightened up and turned to face him. “What do you want?”

“One chance,” he said. “Let me take you out on one date. Let me prove myself to you- to show you I’ve grown and just how much you’ve changed me.”

Lin rolled her eyes. “One date. That is all I will agree to.”

Overjoyed, Tenzin stepped forward and proffered his arms out. Lin ran into them and held him close. It was strange in a new way how they ended up hugging. She couldn’t help but relax in his arms. He was warm, comfortable and he smelled like home like he always did. She felt him squeeze her tighter as a drop of water touched her temple. At that she hugged him closer, ignoring the feeling that she was floating- because he’d always make her feel that way. Then, she turned up to face him and saw a single stray tear left on his cheek. But when she brought her hand up to wipe it was when she realized—

Immediately, she looked down.

They were not only a long distance from the gala, but also from the Earth. Best of all, there wasn’t an air scooter in sight.

“Tenzin,” she said fearfully.

He hummed.

“Tenz, we’re flying—”

“Wha—”

The airbender realized he had started soaring. Let go of his Earthly tether he did. He had entered a void in his embrace with Lin. Empty, and he became the wind.

“You’re not my Earth, Lin. You’re my wind.” His voice was hoarse from shock.

Lin was less than thrilled, however. “Sure, but let’s get back down to Earth, and—”

“We had it wrong this whole time. You’re my wind and I’m your Earth. We’re not bound by manmade tethers. It’s our very souls—”

“Tenzin!” she screamed. “Put me down this instant!”

He chuckled before pressing an innocent kiss to her cheek. “Yes, my soulmate.”

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