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Welcome!
This is a sideblog for charaie on ao3 (see my main blog here). All posts and updates will be shared here.
If you want to send me a prompt, request or anything else, you can do that here. As of right know I’m open to writing for Korra/Asami and Kya/Lin (Legend of Korra). I’ll try my best to get to them!
what we leave unspoken, ch. 14
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Description: Kya is back, and Lin is forced to confront feelings she’s kept buried for decades.
Lin crossed the space slowly and placed a hand on Tenzin’s shoulder. He stilled beneath her touch.
Then, all at once, his shoulders sagged heavily, like something finally gave way inside him. A long breath escaped him. He seemed tired, suddenly.
“Come on, old friend,” she said. “Let’s sit.”
what we leave unspoken, ch. 13
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Description: Kya is back, and Lin is forced to confront feelings she’s kept buried for decades.
“Hey,” Kya said quietly. “Look at me.”
Lin did, and she found there was nothing uncertain in Kya’s expression. She envied it, in a way. But more than that, she cherished it.
Kya was sure. About her. About them.
“We will be,” she said, blue eyes darting between Lin’s. “We’ll make sure of it.”
She lifted one of Lin’s hands and pressed a kiss against the back of it. The tenderness of it cracked straight through the last of Lin’s defenses.
She leaned forward before she could overthink it and pressed a slow, tender kiss to Kya’s lips, and it grounded her in a way nothing else had all day.
“Oh.”
Lin jerked backward so fast she nearly lost her footing.
Several meters away, on the path, stood Tenzin, completely frozen, wide-eyed, and staring directly at them.
to be seen, ch. 2
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Description: Kya asks for a favor, but Lin is hesitant.
“Talk to me,” Kya said, then, voice dropping so that only Lin could hear.
Lin hesitated, her jaw tight. She wanted to deflect, or to simply order Kya out of the bullpen and get back to her tower of paperwork. But she knew there was no point, so she relented.
“When I presented the idea to other officials, to the city council, there was some… pushback on it.”
Kya considered her for a moment. “How much pushback?”
“A lot of it,” Lin admitted. “I’ll spare you the details. But it wasn’t… pretty.”
to be seen
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Description: Kya asks for a favor, but Lin is hesitant.
“I need a favor.”
“A favor?
"Yes. I want to organize a city-wide festival."
Lin blinked. "A festival."
“Think of it as more of a celebration.”
“A celebration.”
Kya tilted her head with a smile. “Are you just going to repeat everything I say?”
“I will until you get to the point.”
Working on a little pride fic, will be posting it later ✨
what we leave unspoken, ch. 12
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Description: Kya is back, and Lin is forced to confront feelings she’s kept buried for decades.
“Tenzin keeps asking about where I’m spending my time.”
Lin huffed through her nose. “Nosy ass.”
Kya laughed under her breath. “I told him I’m seeing someone. But not who I’m seeing.”
Lin stayed quiet for a moment.
“Right.”
what we leave unspoken, ch. 11
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Description: Kya is back, and Lin is forced to confront feelings she’s kept buried for decades.
“What are you doing here?” she demanded in a low voice, crossing the room to lock the door.
Kya, cool as ever, leaned against the edge of her desk. “What? I’m not allowed to visit the illustrious Chief of Police?”
“Not without a damn good reason.”
what we leave unspoken, ch. 10
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Description: Kya is back, and Lin is forced to confront feelings she’s kept buried for decades.
Kya only stared at her, eyes wide at first from surprise, though the shock faded quickly into something else entirely. A single eyebrow lifted.
Lin realized then that she still had her pinned firmly against the door.
“Shit, sorry,” she said, and immediately released her grip.
Something in Kya’s gaze had intensified, Lin saw it. Her eyes dipped slightly lower, tracing the planes of Lin’s face as she stepped closer.
“It’s alright,” she purred, tilting her head as she looked at Lin. “I kind of liked it.”
what we leave unspoken, ch. 9
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Description: Kya is back, and Lin is forced to confront feelings she’s kept buried for decades.
Lin groaned, feeling more exposed with every passing second. She couldn’t believe this conversation was real. “It’s not what you think,” she tried again. “It just… happened. I didn’t plan on staying.”
“But you did. You stayed,” Su pressed. “And you don’t just do things like that, Lin. You’re the most predictable, routine-obsessed person I know.”
“Thanks for that.”
“I’m serious,” Su said, her voice softening. “It means something, Lin. Whether you want to admit it or not.”
None of y’all are gonna believe this (I still don’t) but after a sudden bout of motivation I’ve finally continued writing what we leave unspoken, and I hope to be posting the remaining chapters in the coming weeks.
winter traditions
Description: There is one winter holiday tradition Lin wasn't quite prepared for.
Day five (Dec 21st) of the KyaLin 2025 Winter Solstice event: Traditions.
This will probably be my last contribution. Hope you all have a nice end to the year!
a quiet kind of warmth
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Description: Lin agrees to a camping trip, but fails to consider one thing.
Day four: Shared blanket, let's go! Hope you enjoy reading this tooth-rotting fluff. Let me know your thoughts!
where she stayed
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Description: Lin dreads yet another holiday party.
Written for day two of the KyaLin 2025 Winter Solstice event: Holiday party. Thank you for organizing @incorrect-kyalin-quotes! I'm aware this is two days late, life just loves to kick my butt at random times. :/ Hope you enjoy!
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Already cooking up some things for this 😌
a subtle wink !
Last one for now! Sorry this took a while.
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Kya quietly flipped through her notes. She was seated at the large table of Republic City’s council chamber. Her traditional blue robes and furs were a splash of color in the chamber’s more muted palette. Today, she was stepping in for Chief Tonraq as representative for the Southern Water Tribe while he remained in the south. It wasn’t an unusual occurrence, to be fair. The council still needed a representative to voice Southern Water Tribe interests whenever Tonraq couldn’t make it, and she was a respected Southern Tribe native, and already based in Republic City anyway.
At the head of the room, president Raiko droned on and on about tariffs and patrol budgets, while Tenzin sat to his right and listened intently, nodding thoughtfully, his hands folded underneath his chin. Across from him, the Fire Nation and Earth Kingdom delegates were listening just as intently, while the Northern Water Tribe representative scowled at every mention of “shared routes.”
And Kya was listening too, but only partly. Her attention kept drifting to the other side of the room, where Lin stood, her arms clutched behind her back, ready to brief the council on smuggling activity at the docks, amongst other things. Mako was a shadow at her side, looking rather stiff in his officer’s uniform.
For a moment, Kya let her gaze linger. As she took Lin in—the pride in her stance, her strong shoulders and full thighs beneath the metal of her uniform—she was taken back to the night before. She felt that shiver run down her spine again now as Lin had leaned close, the green of her eyes sparkling in the candlelight, the warmth of her hand brushing against Kya’s bare back, her soft lips tracing patterns across Kya’s shoulder. It had been one of several encounters over the last few weeks. And no one else had the faintest idea.
Kya took a long breath in, letting her gaze drift up Lin’s body, slowly, reverently, until it reached her face. To her surprise, Lin was already looking back, steady green eyes meeting hers across the room. The tiniest upturn at the corner of Lin’s mouth told Kya that, yup, she had caught her staring.
But Kya didn’t look away. She didn’t care that Lin knew what she was thinking, that she knew she was thinking about her. Instead, she let a small, knowing smile appear, and winked.
For a fraction of a second, something in Lin’s composure slipped. She blinked and looked away quickly, her jaw tightening, and the faintest color rose to her cheeks. She cleared her throat, a little too sharply, and Mako glanced up in confusion.
Kya allowed herself a small, victorious smile, fixing her gaze back on the notes on the table in front of her. She flipped a page, trying to appear unbothered, as if she hadn’t just disarmed the unshakable Chief of Police with a single wink.
She looked up and caught Lin’s eye one last time, remnants of a glare present in Lin’s gaze. She bit the inside of her cheek and turned her attention back to the debate going on around her. She let her fingers drum lightly on the council desk, heart beating faster than it probably should in such a serious room. Oh, Lin was going to have words for her later. Not that she cared.
I love your last prompt! How about this one? Bonus points if there are a lot of people in between them.
“eyes meeting from across the room”
Glad you liked it! Sorry this took a bit longer, I've been sick 🤧
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The throne room of the Earth Queen was as suffocating as Lin had imagined it would be. The air was thick with incense, and something that felt a lot like pretence mixed with a good dose of egotism. Lin didn’t care for formal events like this. She despised them, even. Too many fake smiles, too many words that meant nothing and yet for some reason decided everything. If it had been up to her, she’d have stayed in Republic City.
But this wasn’t about her. This was about medical funding. And it was important, so of course she’d come. Training, supplies, infrastructure, research, you name it. Progress on paper, across all four nations, if only the politicians could stomach the cost. Today was less about medicine itself, and more about maneuvering the politics around it.
Lin stood to one side, armored, and as still as stone. She was watching. Observing. She was here for security, not for spectacle.
And yet, her eyes strayed.
Across the room, Kya stood among the delegation of healers, her traditional blue Water Tribe robes flowing like waves in the ocean, her hair braided in a style Lin had only ever seen Katara wear. Lin couldn’t help but note that Kya looked stunning, the robes making her blue eyes shine, brighter than any jewel dangling from the Queen’s overly decorated throne.
But there was something else, too. To any other person in the room, Kya may have looked perfectly composed. Simply professional. But Lin had learned to read her. Beneath the charming smile and the polished look, Lin could see the tightness in her shoulders, the press of her lips between smiles, the way she was continuously clenching and unclenching her jaw as she moved through the room. Kya was nervous. And for her, that meant something.
Lin thought back to the night before, to the two of them sitting on the carpet of Kya’s hotel room, with two cups of tea gone cold between them. Kya had confessed how nervous she truly was for this day, how badly she needed it to go well, how many lives depended on the outcome, how heavily the responsibility sat on her shoulders. She had admitted that politics weren’t her strong suit, and that she hated the games but knew she had to play them anyway. And Lin had listened quietly. When she’d promised it would be okay, that she’d be there if she needed her, Kya had smiled softly, and then she’d hugged her.
And Lin was trying very, very hard not to think about that hug.
Lin’s gaze lingered a moment longer than it should have. And then, Kya looked up.
Their eyes met across the space. Something in Kya’s gaze flickered, just slightly, her lips curling at the edges, her eyes steadying as if she’d found something, or someone, to anchor to. And Lin suddenly felt the sharp ache of her own heartbeat in her chest. It wasn’t unpleasant, per se. It was something she only ever felt when Kya looked at her, and she wasn’t quite sure she was ready to acknowledge what that meant.
Lin tilted her chin, but barely. It was a movement so subtle it could have been a simple shift in posture. But Kya caught it. Her eyes softened, and then the faintest dip of her head answered back. It was a nod, nothing more. But to Lin the exchange felt like a vow. I see you. I’ve got you.
