#pemlin

[yukaro000]

In keeping with my own blog, I had to draw Lin receiving all the love she deserves in my opinion nsnsjsjsjej

I want to redraw this in more detail, and maybe revisit the ships jsjs 🤭

[yukaro353]

I have two jobs at the same time plus university, and time is what I have the least of... So I took advantage of the time to draw this ksksksks

It's a simple concept: Pema being very observant, and in the background, her daughter setting limits for her cousin ☝🏾

[menopausalpup]

self induced psychosis last night that ended up making me go to sleep at 3

little comic where lin gives an air acolyte, pema, a ride through the skies of republic city might be a bit ooc my bad. it def needs to be more awkward v

just wanted to draw this interaction i thought up hshdkdsldhfls little pema is cute

idk. ive been mulling shit over where lin hangs out with tenzin and where tenzin is the air acolytes usually are too. and she sees that pema is funny and kinda wonderful and works hard and she gets attached in a sort of 'it'd be nice if she were my kouhai' way. 'instead of tenzin's...' they become friends

lin notices pema eyeing tenzin and shes like hes a great guy isnt he. pema: Yeah for sure :) and it happens like 10 billion more times and then LINZIN breakup happens and lin goes crazy and sad and then PEMZIN happens and lin is like fucking hell. ok

[pemlinweek]

Pemlin week 2026 info coming soon!!!!

[nyamadermont]

Fluffy/blushy sentnce starters!

“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”

Lin to Pema? 😁

Anon! You've been waiting and waiting, but finally, I have an answer for you. I hope you enjoy!

Answer brought to you by the @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt #320.

(892 words, Avatar: The Legend of Korra)

Pema was calmly kneading the dough for dumplings when the memory hit her.

She had been kneading dough in the kitchen with the window open. The birds in the gardens were signing, and the lemur troop was swarming off in the distance. The light breeze carried in the mingled scents of the ocean, the open garden, even the sky bison stables.

And with the bread in her hands, it smelled of home.

She could almost forget the awful days. The attacks, less than a year apart, that nearly killed them all. Lin’s astonishing defense of them, Kya’s battered body in the courtyard.

Followed so soon by the worst of days.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and pressed the heels of her hands against them. She didn’t have time to break down. Lin would return with the children soon.

An image of Lin and Jinora herding the assorted children back from the trip to the zoo brought a smile to Pema’s face. She could picture Lin’s harried expression, Jinora’s distraction between keeping track of the acolytes’ children and also being the big sister. Rohan sticking out in his water tribe blues that he insisted on “so Aunty Kya can always find me.”

She took a deep, measured breath, held it, and slowly breathed out, reducing the pressure on her eyes, letting her hands relax and fall back to the dough in front of her. The dumplings would be Lin’s favorite, full of the preserved seal and seaweed Kya had brought up for her last visit.

The delight on Lin’s face the last time Pema had served them had been the highlight of the tenday, even the month. Just over a year now since they had lost Tenzin, and she was always learning something new about what he had been doing with his time while she was taking care of the kids and her own duties.

This breath had to be sharp and bracing. Wallowing in her grief wasn’t going to get the dumplings ready for steaming.

She renewed her focus, changed her song, and bolstered herself with the rhythm of work.

. . .

“Mom! Mom! Mom! Lin took us to see the badgermoles! Did you know she can sing? She sings real pretty! She knows a bunch of old songs from Gaoling and she promised if I was good and ate all of my dinner and got ready for bed and didn’t complain or fight with Meelo and swept in the dining hall that she’d teach me!”

There were times that she was convinced that Rohan was actually an airbender. He had learned from Ikki just how many words he could fit into a single breath.

He crashed into her from behind, forcing her to catch herself on the edge of the counter, barely avoiding the hot stove.

“Rohan!” Lin shouted from the far end of the kitchen.

Pema turned, and caught her breath at the sight of her…

Friend. They were friends now.

She blinked and rubbed her eye with the back of her wrist, trying not to get flour on her face.

When she opened her eyes, Lin had sent Rohan away to give his mother some space.

They looked at each other, and smiled.

Pema glanced down, and said, “I’m sorry dinner isn’t quite ready.” She took a breath, looked out the window, closed her eyes, and released that breath. “It hit me that it really has been a year now.”

The touch on her elbow gave her a start, but it was just Lin.

Lin, who had packed Korra off to the South for her recovery, then thrown herself back in to work. But about three months later, she had turned up on the Island in the middle of the night, a disheveled and distraught Jinora ushering her to Pema’s room, just as the panic attack relinquished its hold on the widow.

Lin, who had held her the rest of the night.

Lin, who had retired a few weeks ago, and taken a room across the hall from where Pema had moved, leaving the family bedroom empty.

“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?” Lin asked gently.

Pema blinked, not understanding the question.

But Lin’s attention was focused just over Pema’s left eye, so Pema leaned a little closer. Lin reached up and fiddled and tugged at her hair, inadvertently brushing against Pema’s cheek.

Pema’s breath hitched.

“Do it again,” she breathed.

It was Lin’s turn to be confused. “Do what?”

“Touch me.”

Their eyes met, and oh, so slowly, Lin reached out and brushed the backs of her fingers against Pema’s cheek.

Completely oblivious to the mess all over her hands, Pema reached forward and rested her hands on Lin’s hips. She felt it when Lin inhaled, then held that breath, not wanting to do the wrong thing. Lin slowly lifted her hand out of the way, but settled it on Pema’s shoulder at the base of her neck.

And then brushed her thumb against Pema’s skin.

Pema clenched Lin with her hands, and they pressed together at the waist. Lin’s other hand wrapped around to pull her closer.

In the cool breeze of the kitchen, the happy cries of children floating in from the garden, Pema kissed Lin for the first time.

And then resolved to do it again.

[acolyte-acolyfe]

My husband: *invites the chief of police over to our house*

Me: *knows she's his ex and they were just having a moment together*

Me: *asserts my dominance by making her give my smelly five year old a bath*

[anotheralienart]

Not gonna make this a regular thing, but i liked this one enough i decided to post a "normal" version for regular perverts to enjoy.

I'll post the alt over the weekend.

[frooopsen]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Discover (we can do it together)

Ship: Lin Beifong / Pema

Rating: M

Chapter: 6/7

Summary: Based on this post One week turned into two and Lin kept offering for Pema to stay, since she didn’t need the guest room for anything or anyone else. After a few weeks, the offer didn’t need to be said out loud.

Tags: Modern AU, Canon Setting, Soft!Lin, but not too soft lol, still canon-grumpy, slowburn i guess, Lil bit of Drama, Divorce, lots of feelings, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Crush, lil pinch of angst, jinora is sarcastic, not very straight, who needs canon????, not me, Mutual Pining, hella gay, Alternate Universe - No Powers, No Smut, BUT still semi-spicy, No Bending, i swear I don't hate Tenzin, I had to to it for the plot, friends to whatever the fuck this evolves into, Travel, Vacation, Flowers, tropes though, lots of tropes, but only the good ones, Fruit, did I mention pining???, cos there's pining, also Lin smokes, for hotness purposes, but actually just because it looks hot, don't smoke!