TLOK AU where after Harmonic Convergence, instead of Bumi being an Airbender (or maybe he stays one, idk), Pema's holding baby Rohan and she trips chasing after Meelo and Ikki and catches the baby via airbending.
I'd love the conflict/comedy of the Tenzin and the kids teaching Pema how to airbend.
Mean ask of the day: Pema isn't cool, she absoluuuuutely never had a rebellious phase nor did she ever get into a scandal. I challenge you to change my mind💅
Pema.
Who isn't Afraid to Tell Lin Beifong—her husband's ex who tried to arrest her (scandal ^ is canon) and who destroyed Air Temple Island—to Give Her Smelly Toddler a Bath.
Pema.
Whose knee-jerk reaction is: "Be careful sweetie!" when she sees her daughter descend from the heavens holding divine light in her hands to interrupt (and win) a Godzilla fight in Yue Bay.
Pema.
Who goes along with her kids' plan to get the keys from the guards while they were captured from the Red Lotus by calling the man over to give her water.
PEMA
WHO TAMED. AN. ANGRY. MOB. BY BORING THEM TO DEATH WITH LULLABIES WHILE THE CITY WAS BEING ATTACKED BY KUVIRA'S MECHATANK
Yeah, I'm sure she was on the straight and narrow her whole life. There is definitely not a mischievous or courageous bone in her body.
The “Lin Was Always Right” Crowd Needs to Breathe Some Fresh Air
I need us to move past the idea that Lin Beifong is some eternally wounded saint, surrounded by selfish, unsympathetic antagonists. She’s not a martyr. She’s not the only one who’s been hurt. And no, Suyin and Tenzin are not villains simply because they challenged her worldview or didn’t live up to her (very rigid) expectations.
Let’s talk about Suyin, actually. Because the way she gets flattened into “the selfish sister who never faced consequences” is so intellectually lazy, it makes my brain itch. Suyin did mess up. She was reckless in her youth, hurt her family, and buried that damage under art and idealism. But she also changed. She built a life with meaning. She apologized. She reached out. She tried, repeatedly, to reconnect.
But none of that counts to sure fans, because it doesn’t fit the narrative of Lin as the always-right, always-wronged victim. To those people, Suyin’s every action is just more ammo. More proof that she’s manipulative. That she’s fake. That she owes Lin more and more. Apparently, forgiveness is a luxury Lin never has to offer, not to her sister or herself.
And don’t even get me started on Tenzin. The man was raised under the crushing weight of legacy, chose duty over love, and built an identity around never quite being enough. He made hard choices, some selfish, some necessary, but he wasn’t some cold-hearted robot. He cared deeply. He struggled openly. And in the end, he grew. But fandom sometimes throws him under the bus, too, all because he didn’t center Lin’s emotional comfort in every moment of his life.
"And the Winner Is..." (transcript)
Korra: [Folds her arms, smugly.] "So ... Pema stole you from Beifong. I'm surprised our "esteemed Chief of Police" didn't throw her in jail."
Tenzin: [Korra looks at him with a pleased expression.] "Oh, she tried." [The camera slowly zooms toward Tenzin.] "Anyway, Pema didn't steal me, Lin and I had been growing apart for some time. We both had different goals in li-" [Comes to a realization. The camera quickly zooms out to show Korra again.] "Why am I even telling you this? It all happened a long time ago and we've moved passed it."
Korra: "Hm, apparently Beifong hasn't."
Lin and Tenzin drifted apart. That’s not betrayal. That’s life. But the narrative gets rewritten: he "abandoned" her. He "chose" someone else. And that’s where the worst distortion comes in: Pema.
Let’s talk about Pema.
Because the way this fandom reduces her to the “homewrecker” trope is both tired and cruel. She’s not some scheming usurper. She didn’t steal anything. She confessed her feelings, like an adult.
The Spirit of Competition (transcript)
Korra: [Turns around and sees Pema on the path.] "Oh, hey Pema. Uh, how long were you standing there?"
Pema: "Long enough. But trust me, I know what you're going through. Years ago I was in the exact the same situation, with Tenzin."
Ikki: [Very surprised.] "Daddy was in love with someone else before you?"
Pema: "That's right."
Korra: "So what did you do?"
Pema: "Well, for the longest time, I did nothing. I was so shy and scared of rejection, but watching my soul mate spend his life with the wrong woman became too painful. So I hung my chin out there and I confessed my love to Tenzin. And the rest is history."
↑ People love to quote this scene, Pema telling Korra how she confessed her love to Tenzin while he was still with Lin, as if it’s proof she’s a villain. As if she “stole” him. It was as if she deliberately wrecked a relationship and taught Korra to do the same.
But let’s pause.
Korra is a teenager at this moment. She’s brimming with first-crush energy, inexperienced, and deeply impressionable. She hears Pema’s story and interprets it like a young person would: romantic, bold, and affirming of a “speak now or regret it forever” mindset.
But Pema? She never tells Korra to act now or steal someone. She simply shares her experience of waiting in silence for a long time, fearing rejection, and eventually making a decision after witnessing what she perceived as emotional misalignment.
We aren’t told exactly how old Pema was at the time.
We don’t know if Tenzin and Lin were actively unraveling already.
We don’t even know if Pema’s confession ended the relationship, or if it was just one part of a much longer emotional transition.
But the fandom acts like she cornered Tenzin in an alley and seduced him from Lin’s arms. That’s projection. That’s fanfiction. Tenzin made his own decision.
But instead of acknowledging that relationships end for complicated reasons, people invent villains to justify Lin’s pain. Pema becomes a target. A scapegoat. Never mind that she’s been respectful, patient, and emotionally grounded. Never mind that she carried the emotional labor of raising four kids while Tenzin spun himself out trying to be his father’s ghost. In this fandom? That’s irrelevant.
It’s like people don’t want complexity. They want catharsis. They want a scapegoat for every fracture in Lin’s life, someone to blame so they never have to look at the part Lin herself played in the distance she feels from others.
Yes, Lin has trauma. Yes, she’s allowed to be guarded. But she’s also deeply judgmental, emotionally avoidant, and often more willing to simmer in resentment than engage in vulnerability. That’s not a flaw to erase, it’s what makes her real. It’s what makes her compelling.
But instead of leaning into that complexity, so many of you twist the narrative to make everyone else the villain in Lin’s personal tragedy. You flatten nuance in the name of catharsis, turning rich, flawed characters into scapegoats to preserve the idea that Lin was always right.
You’re not being deep when you woobify her. You’re just dodging mutual accountability.
Let these characters be messy. Let them make mistakes. Let them fail and forgive. Stop stripping away their emotional depth just to protect one character’s pain.
Let Suyin be complicated. Let Tenzin be burdened. Let Pema exist. And for the love of nuance, stop treating Lin’s trauma like a permission slip for moral infallibility.
(Credit to @beifong-brainrot for the insightful post.)
The baby in her arms weighed her down. The boy clinging to her clothes was shaking in fear.
The wind whipped around her, the girls too far away, but holding on to each other.
And in the distance, a grey form stood, turned, and shouted - before vanishing over the edge of the world.
“Excuse me, professor. It’s time for me to lock up.”
Pema jerked awake with a gasp.
Crouched down beside the table was a tall man, bald, but with an impressively long goatee.
He’s no student, she thought, frowning at him.
He wavered, nearly falling backwards onto his butt, clearly worried he had upset her.
“I’m sorry, Dr. Khandro. Your phone alarm went off about half an hour ago. When you didn’t wake up, I switched it off for you.”
The man started to stand up, wavered, and reached out to grab the table to steady himself, but missed, and grabbed her hand instead.
Her shock prevented her from resisting his inertia, and she fell on top of him, flat on the floor. Her free hand hit him at the collarbone before sliding off to the floor, barely enough to keep her face from crashing into his.
They froze in shock, both holding their breath.
His blink broke the spell.
Pema scrambled clumsily, trying to get up without touching him - especially staying away from his physical reaction to their proximity. She stumbled and rolled off of him, falling backwards against the leg of the table, dislodging one of the books - right into his stomach.
His pained exclamation jolted her further, and she tried to grab the book to get it out of the way. But he curled away from her, effectively pulling the book out of her reach.
“I’m so sorry! Are you ok? Let me get that out of your way -” she ventured.
He rolled over onto his hands and knees, coughed, and shook his head, dropping it into his hands.
It took her a moment to realize he was laughing.
He curled into himself, picked up the book, and twisted so that he could sit on the floor, facing her. He fumbled with the book until he could get a good look at the cover.
Rubbing her back where she had run into the table leg, she maneuvered herself to a vertical position, her feet splayed out to one side. It gave her a moment to look over this rather distinguished man, clearly several years her senior.
There was something about him…
He opened the book, his fingers hovering above the pages, less tracing the words than feeling the book. She felt herself studying his face, realizing his eyes didn’t seem like they were really focused on the pages, either. But there was something about his face that felt like he was smiling. Even if she would be hard-pressed to say why.
“My father loved writing this,” he said.
Pema blinked, and furrowed her brow. “Aang Gyatso was your father?”
The man smiled softly, still rubbing his fingertips over the pages, turning them without really reading anything. “I’m glad someone is still reading this. He wrote it when I was a kid. These are the stories he would tell when my siblings and I had nightmares.”
Something shifted, and he brought his bright, grey eyes to hers. Pema startled again, unsure when she had ever seen eyes quite the same shade before.
“I think you were having a nightmare. You were reaching out. It sounded like you were shouting at someone, like you were telling them not to do something.”
Something about his voice clicked in her mind. “You were in my dream. You were behind me. We were running away.” She paused. “But I don’t know why. And I don’t know why there were so many children.”
His smile brightened, but was tilted just a little. He looked down at the book, and without consulting the table of contents, he flipped to the page he wanted, traced the chapter title, and passed the book to her to read.
“You were reading Turning The Tides. It’s the story of people running away from terrorists. Their protector stayed behind to slow the bad guys down. The family got away for a few days, but the protector was injured, and the family was captured after all. Until the new hero rescued them.”
She felt her blood run cold. The mother’s name was… Pema.
The professor skimmed the page without turning it. Rohan, Meelo, Jinora, Ikki…
“Tenzin,” she breathed, looking up.
“Your name is Tenzin.”
He just raised an eyebrow and nodded, once.
She looked back at the book, back up at him.
“Tenzin… I had just put this book on my table. I was doing some research, found it on the shelf, and hadn’t gotten to it yet.”
Her chest nearly seized with the effort to both breath and hold her breath.
“Why do I know these names? I’ve never heard this story in my life.”
His face relaxed, and Pema thought she could drown in that loving - loving?? - expression.
“I was raised to believe that friendships can last more than one lifetime.”
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Introduction
Welcome to pemzin weekend 2025!
The event is a three-day event running from Friday, Septmeber 12th - Sunday, September 14th
This fandom event is dedicated to Pema x Tenzin shippers. No matter if they're your OTP, or just a pairing you enjoy, come and join in on the fun!
All types of fanworks are allowed and encouraged. The only limitation to your creativity is tumblr's user guidelines, but if you feel limited by this hellsite, there is also an AO3 collection!
[The AO3 collection is live and active, but I will post the link a day or two before the event begins!]
In order to have your fanwork reblogged by this blog,
all posts must tag @alokpemzinweek and #pemzinweekend2025
PROMPT LIST
Friday, September 12th:
· After the kids are in bed
· Old school coffee shop au
· Stargazing
· What if Pema got to meet Aang?
Saturday, September 13th:
· Modern day professor au
· Nightmares
· first pregnancy fluff
· There was NO bed
Sunday, September 14th:
· Soulmate tattoo au
· Harmonic Convergence Airbender Pema
· mother-in-law
· Dementia!Tenzin
Alternate prompts:
· Modern AU Professor x passed out student
· Vacation
· Siblings
· Recovery
· Family disapproval
· Fight where pema is hurt and down and Tenzin needs to fight to get to her
RULES [there aren't that many lol]
All fanworks must be pemzin-centric. All subject matter, and content of all ratings is allowed so long as everything is tagged appropriately!! Check out the frequently asked questions page.
Check back here for updates. Feel free to send asks if you have any questions! I haven't organized a fandom event in like 9 years so I'm rusty.
Au stuff- something something Iften: the last avatar
Anyways these are the air acolytes (minus a few oc’s). Uh Jinora and Meelo have beef cause he’s dating a fire bender uh Rohan has a vow of silence uh also Jinora and Kai might get divorced uhhhhh lotta shit