#pemlin au ask

[btheleaf]

Does hooker Pema ever get to fuck Lin

Are you asking if 33 year old Lin Beifong is going to fuck an 18 year old hooker? A hooker that she kidnapped and is forcing to detox from hard drugs?

Yes, the answer is yes.

[acolyte-acolyfe]

Curious, if Pema keeps the kids or leaves them with Tenzin in the Pemlin au? 

// If Tenzin wasn't dead (which is how I imagine a Pemlin au), it would be a messy parenting situation. They'd probably have split custody where they change week by week or multiple times a week, or everyone would live on ATI, and the kids would have many parents 😁

[stitch1830]

You said you weren't that familiar with LoK ships, so I thought I'll give you a little bit of information about Lin-ships! (and also my opinion) :)

1. Linzin (Lin & Tenzin)

This ship is pretty obvious, as the two were together in canon. It's not known when the two got together, but they broke up sometime between 153-159 AG. The two have a lot in common, the pressure to meet their parents' expectations and they are both also very focused and serious, but the biggest difference is that Lin doesn't want children and Tenzin has a whole culture on his shoulders. Many ship it within canon, but also some in AU's where they get together again or do not break up at all. Very solid ship, especially since you often write about kid and teenage Lin, into which the ship can be integrated very easily.

2. Kyalin (Lin & Kya)

This ship is quite popular desptie not being canon. The two benefit from the saying that opposites attract each other and can therefore complement one another very well. Many ship it mainly after the Linzin breakup, but some also in AU's where they get together earlier or have been attracted to each other for a long time. Kya is a lesbian in canon and since Lin's sexuality is unknown, she's mostly written as bisexual or gay.

3. Linumi (Lin & Bumi)

This is a rather small ship, compared to the previous two. As with Kyalin, it's the same case here that opposites attract each other, but with Bumi more in a humorous way. The ship is definitely mostly written at an older age, due to the greater age difference.

4. Linzumi (Lin & Izumi)

Probably one of the smallest ships on the list, but it's getting more and more attention lately. There's not much to say about it personality wise, as Izumi hardly had any screen time, but many interpret her as rather serious and no nonsense, which is why the ship has some similarities to Linzin, in my opinion.

5. Linko (Lin & Mako)

Personally, I don't ship it, because the age difference is too big for me, which is why it's definitely a ship for after the series. The two have very similar personalities and in some cases similar experiences, through which they can establish a connection.

6. Pemlin (Lin & Pema)

This is also a rather small ship, which is mostly written at an advanced age. It's often the case that they fall in love, while one is still with Tenzin. I'm not sure if they'll be a good match based on their personality, but it's definitely an amusing ship.

7. Bonuses (without explanation)

Linorra (Lin & Korra), Kyalinzumi (Lin, Kya & Izumi), Pemlinzin (Lin, Tenzin & Pema)

I really hope this helps and that it wasn't to much. I Hope you have a great day. :3

Hi Anon, thank you for the ask! And YAY a list! :D You've done the hard work for me, and I'm forever grateful hehe.

Now that I'm seeing this list, most of these are ships I've seen roaming around the dash, although I don't have many strictly LOK conversations with people at the moment.

The Lin ships with the cloudbabies are what probably make the most sense to me, but all of them seem cool! I will say that I don't often have the original cloudbabies in my stories, only because I don't often write Kataang, but I can see the opportunity for some interesting coming of age stories for the next gen if I were to stick with canon.

Actually, how funny would it be if Lin dated all the cloudbabies? LOL. Probably unlikely, but a funny thought nonetheless ;)

I kind of like the idea of Linzin when they're teens, and then if canon were to occur and Tenzin was with Pema, it would be interesting to see the opposites attract dynamic with Bumi. They can relate a bit to being the oldest sibling, having a big legacy/reputation, and (potentially) feeling like they were disappointing their parents growing up. Also, I feel like both Bumi II and Lin could use some hugs lmao.

Fun! Thank you for this list of ships, Anon. It definitely helps me out a ton, and I can't believe you took the time to compile this for me :') You Nonnies are so nice to me, it makes my heart swoon.

Thank you again for this ask and the list of ships, and I hope you have a great day!

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Send me asks about ATLA, or anything, really! :D

[btheleaf]

"What's your problem with me?" Pemlin 👀

Okay this is another prompt that got out of hand and I've now created a whole AU in my head that I can't stop thinking about. Read it on AO3 Pemlin AU 2.5k words TW below the cut because it's honestly fucking ridiculous all the shit that needs to be tagged 😅

TW Rape/Noncon, Dubcon, Forced prostitution, implied/referenced underage prostitution, non-consensual drug use, addiction, kidnapping

Chapter one: The pickup (1.3k words)

The Satomobile pulled up to the corner the same way the others had that night, and the night before that, and the night before that… Pema couldn’t even remember how long she’d been trapped here under Thaki's thumb. Sometimes it felt like a year or two, sometimes it felt like an eternity. Recently, she had been longing for the house she grew up in, even if it had been nothing but a nightmare. She knew she would gladly trade that nightmare for this one. At least before she was able to read books and dream of a better tomorrow.

These days she wasn’t even allowed personal possessions. She knew exactly what tomorrow would bring; pain. Her life was always painful now. Whether whoever she got sold to for the night got off on hurting her, or no one wanted to buy her, and she would get beaten for being useless. Blissful were the nights someone purchased her time and they were a giving lover. But even then, her consciousness would recede so far into herself to prevent feeling the emotional turmoil of everything she was forced to do. There was always pain. She sometimes wondered what it would be like to live a different life, what it would have been like to be an air acolyte like she had set out to be, but she didn’t let the childish idea get ahead of her. This was what her life had to be now. Thaki was too powerful, too dangerous. She had accepted a while ago that it was better to just do what he said. At least the powders and pills and liquor took the edge off.

A mature female voice came from the rolled down driver’s window and Pema tried not to perk up too much. Experiences with women were typically less painful than the ones with men. Her heart skipped a beat when Thaki called her over. She made sure to walk the way the other women had showed her in the high heels. One foot directly in front of the other, hips swaying, back straight to push out her breasts. Thaki constantly insulted her for not having enough curves, but then he would be the first one to tell her that she hadn’t made enough money that week to cover her habit and food. Pema didn’t really mind as long as there was something to snort throughout the day. The newer model of the Satomobile excited her. If someone rich had picked her, she could probably afford to slip into oblivion for a day or two after Thaki coughed up some of the money.

“Come here, sugar tits,” the woman said from where she sat in the car.

Pema leaned into the window and tried to accentuate her cleavage while still looking casual. The lighting was terrible so far away from the streetlights and Pema couldn’t really see who she was talking to. The woman moved her hand up to touch her lips as she looked at her reflection in the flip-down mirror, but Pema couldn’t see much in the shadow, even with her pupils blown wide.

Thaki grabbed her exposed ass from where her tiny skirt had shifted up when she leaned over. She tried not to show outward signs of discomfort as he began to slip his fingers through her folds. She was his property, after all.

“Looking for a good time?” Pema asked as his finger slipped inside her.

“Kiss me,” the woman demanded. “I want to know your mouth is useful.”

The stranger’s hand was delicate on her chin as she guided her further into the car for the kiss. Pema tried to use her lips and tongue to show that she was more than capable of providing oral, and the woman returned the kiss with expert movements that excited her. Thaki rubbed the pad of his finger over her clit, and she was reminded to moan into the woman’s mouth. Pema knew it was unlikely that she would receive any pleasure from the encounter if she was purchased for the night, but she was still allowed to dream. Something passed from the woman’s mouth to hers. A small pill. Pema swallowed eagerly. She would be a fool not to. Drugs were expensive and typically made terrible experiences less memorable. Even if this was about to be a bad experience, at least the woman was kind enough to give her something.

The woman pulled back and looked at Thaki. “I’ll take her.” The car started again and she put her hands on the wheel.

Pema smiled, happy to have already gotten a dose of something and to not be left behind on the corner for the night. She gasped as Thaki yanked her back by her hair.

“This one paid a lot for you. Do what she says. Do it right, and do it enthusiastically,” he growled in her ear and Pema nodded rapidly. He released her and Pema went quickly to the passenger door, not wanting to make the woman wait.

The car slowly pulled off and Pema slipped her hand between the woman’s thighs as she drove. “What do you want me to call you?” Pema purred and slinked closer to nibble on her earlobe. In the passing lights on the road she could see two large scars running down the side of the woman’s face.

“Lin.”

Pema palmed her hand against Lin’s crotch and slid her mouth down her neck. “Okay Lin, what do you want to call me?”

“What’s your name?” Lin asked. Nothing in her voice even hinted that someone was touching her the way Pema was right now.

“Niya,” Pema lied gracefully and pulled back to see where they were going. The lights in her vision were doubled and she felt herself sway just from looking at them. “What did you give me?”

“Something to help you relax.”

Pema nodded, not sure if she liked the feeling of dizziness that was creeping into her mind. She turned away from the road, unable to tell where they were with all the starbursts in her vision. Lin hadn’t opened her legs wider, so Pema moved her hand up to her breast and began to massage the tender flesh there through her silk shirt.

“Do you wanna park, or go somewhere?” Pema was confused by how far away her voice sounded and it was getting harder to control her hand. Her eyelids grew heavy. “What was’n that pill?” Pema slurred and her body went slack. She slumped down onto the bench seat and was in and out of consciousness as the car pulled to the side of the road.

A door opened, closed, and then opened again. Pema felt hands on her pulling her from the car. She whimpered, thinking this is how she would die, that this woman was some kind of psycho that just wanted to drug her and dump her off a bridge.

“Please, don’t,” Pema begged weakly.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, kid. Just relax.”

Pema felt herself moved to lay down flat on a soft leather surface. Something plush was draped over her from head to toe. She fought to open her eyes and move, but the effort didn’t yield any results. Every passing second made the waking world slip further and further away. The last thing she remembered was feeling the inertia of the car moving before she succumbed to whatever drug she had eagerly taken from the stranger’s mouth.

Chapter two: The wake up (1.2k words)

The pounding headache was the first sign that she wasn’t dead. Pema groaned and opened her eyes to see sunlight beaming in through massive windows. Her head rolled to the side to see who would be in bed next to her, but there was no one there.

That’s fine, she thought as she climbed out of the large, soft bed. This wasn’t the first time she had been drugged, and it certainly wasn’t the first time she had woken up alone. She knew when she took the unknown pill last night that there was a chance something like this could happen. She was mostly just grateful she was alive, and moving around proved that she was no worse for wear. She found her body to not be in any more pain than usual.

The marble floor was cold under her bare feet as she stepped off the plush rug surrounding the bed. She was surprised to find herself fully clothed, or as “fully” clothed as she was allowed to be these days with the cropped shirt that showed off her mid drift and the wrap skirt that barely provided decency. What was unusual was that whoever had her last night bothered to dress her afterwards. A quick look around revealed that she was definitely in the rich part of town. The room was easily bigger than her childhood home. The windows ran from floor to vaulted ceiling, and she was willing to bet the small door off to the side led to an en suite.

Pema shook her head and sighed. It would have been nice to have a memory of partying in a house like this. She found her heels on top of a trunk at the base of the too big bed and picked them up, making for the tall double door. Getting back to Thaki before noontime was going to be difficult if she was on the other side of the city. She turned the knob, but the door didn’t budge. She tried again, thinking she must still be feeling the effects of whatever drug the woman had given her, but the door wouldn’t move no matter how many times she tried. She backtracked to the other small door off to the side, thinking maybe that was the true exit, but that only revealed a comically large bathroom. Pema went back to the door in the main room. She dropped her heels and started pounding her fists on the thick wood.

“Someone help! You left me in here! Let me out!” She waited a moment before trying the doorknob again and rattling the door with all her might. She kicked the wood in frustration and went to go check the windows.

The first window didn’t open, neither did the second, it wasn’t until the third unsuccessful attempt that she finally looked out and saw where she was. Acres upon acres of green grass and lush plant life waited for her behind the glass. There was a tree line far off on the horizon and no matter which direction she looked, she couldn’t see the city skyline. The ground below looked much too far to jump to.

The sun was too high in the sky, she was going to be extremely late meeting Thaki after she figured out where the hell she was, and he was going to be furious. The scars on her back decided to ache in that moment, almost like they knew more would join them soon. He liked to use his water whip on her for every minute she made him wait. A shiver went down her spine and she froze in fear for a moment. If she was too late going back, he would probably find some new cruel way to give her frostbite. She screamed in frustration when the last window wouldn’t open either. She ran back to the door and started pounding on it again. Why couldn’t these damn rich people keep track of their prostitutes?

“Hello!? Can anybody hear me?!”

The door swung inward suddenly, and Pema jumped back in surprise. The woman with facial scars from last night came walking into the room with a stride and air about her that made her seem larger than life. With a movement of her hand, the door closed and locked behind her. Pema backed up as the metalbender kept stalking towards her. She searched her mind to remember the woman’s name as her knees hit the trunk at the foot of the bed and she fell into a sitting position. The woman finally stopped moving. Pema’s wary eyes met cold, pale green ones, and the name finally came back to her. Lin.

“I have to go now. You only paid for one night.” Pema’s voice was a rehearsed calm even though the panic was setting fully in for how completely fucked she was right now.

“Do you want to go back?” Lin asked.

“Yes.”

Lin frowned at her. “You’re a terrible liar.”

Pema stood. “I have to go back.”

“What’s your name?”

“I told you last night. My name is Niya.”

“Another lie.”

Pema frowned. Of course she’d get paired up with the mean-looking metalbender who was rich beyond belief, a truth seer, and for some reason intent on kidnapping her. “I need to go,” she said urgently as her eyes flicked to the door.

“How old are you?” Lin asked.

“Twenty.” Pema responded as she had been trained to do. She didn’t actually know how old she was anymore. She figured it had been a couple years since she ran away, and when she left home she was fifteen-ish… maybe. That was a guess too.

Lin hummed and her eyes narrowed. “I wouldn’t put you a day over eighteen, if that. Are you an addict?”

“No,” Pema said quickly.

Lin tutted in disapproval. “I’ll call my healer. She can be here in a couple days, hopefully your withdrawal symptoms aren’t too bad.”

Pema swallowed hard. “What’s your problem with me? Why are you doing this?”

“When you open your mouth without lying, I’ll start answering questions. For now, there’s clothes in the closet and I’ll bring you something to eat soon.” She turned on her heel and the door opened with another movement of her hand.

“Wait!” Pema ran after her.

Lin turned around and slid into a steady stance as she brought her arms up. A small piece of metal came out of what Pema thought was an abstract structure at the side of the room and wrapped around her ankle, rooting her in place several feet from the exit. Lin stood back up to her full height, her face an expressionless mask. Pema pulled on her leg, trying to make it move.

“Why won’t you let me leave?” she yelled as tears filled her eyes.

“You’ll thank me later.” Lin turned to walk away.

“Wait!”

Lin turned around and stared at her.

“Wait—I’ll—we can make a deal. Call Thaki and tell him where I am, that you need to keep me for longer. I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll do anything you want. You can do whatever you want to me.”

Lin frowned and left without another word. Pema could hear the lock in the door sliding into place as she pulled desperately on her leg until the metal cut her skin.

“No! Stop!” The hold on the metal released, but the piece remained wrapped around her ankle. She lunged for the door and tried the knob and pulled as hard as she could. “Please! Don’t do this!” Her hands began to ache as she slapped and punched the unmoving heavy wood. “Let me out!” she screamed desperately and fell into sobs. It didn’t seem like Lin was coming back no matter how much noise she made. She slid down the door and curled her legs up to her chest, hugging them tightly as she cried. Blood trickled from her new shackle down onto the floor. Thaki was going to kill her… if Lin didn’t do it first.

[btheleaf]

Lin kidnapping pema is the best thing 🤣 wonder who’s she’s calling in for a healer 👀 could be Kya… but you have your Nova and Sakari right???

I was thinking of pulling Kya in for this one. It would be fun to have Kya fighting with Lin about WHY she's kidnapped a prostitute and WHAT THE FUCK her plan is, but still ultimately doing what Lin asks because they've known each other a long time. While Kya might not know what the hell Lin was thinking, she'll at least know that Lin's heart is in a good place... probably.

[btheleaf]

What’s the ramifications of Lin holding the pill in her mouth long enough to pass it to pema? Would it have dissolved at all?

I like to think it hit Pema so hard and fast because the protective coating was broken down while they were busy swapping spit.

[btheleaf]

Lin STOLE pema!!

She did! Why did she do that??

[acolyte-acolyfe]

Would you guys do a Pemlin thread in the future?

// We are not opposed to the possibility!

[btheleaf]

Chapter three of that pemlin au no one asked for is up