#mavira

Manasa sketch + Mavira as kid

Hellooo new friend!! I'm so so delighted to see this ask, and the lovely feeling behind it! Love the word wholesome to describe shipping, especially with rare ships that I know are mostly a rowboat of like 4 people!!

I can't explain how much joy it brings me whenever someone enjoys these ships, be it actively or on the side! And I saw you ship Irosami! Awesome ship!! I haven't indulged in it much, but I love the aesthetic of it! (Will stalk your account when I have a moment to sit comfortably on the laptop!)

As for taking then seriously, I think it's fun and a great worldbuilding and writing excersise to try and find ways to make them work. Think about their dynamics, how they would meet, what brings them together, and how their lives would weave into a nice little cozy romance! Even when I make them struggle a bit 😅

Let's see, some HCs...

Linko - I think Mako and Lin are both very workaholics, so that makes it that one of them is constantly trying to pull the other out of it to do some fun, relaxing activities. I like to think Mako looks up to Lin because of her strength and resilience, and because she sees the struggles he had to overcome in his youth.

Before they get together, Lin tries her best to put some distance, let Mako find someone else, maybe someone closer to his age, even when he assures her there isn't anyone like her anywhere in the world.

After they get together, Lin makes sure to take days off of work to spend time with him, and even when she's not the best with people, she comes to enjoy their nights having dinner with Bolin and Opal, Korra and Asami. Bolin is very upset that Pabu takes to Lin very quickly, especially when she makes him little stone and metal jungle gyms for him to play!

Mavira - This is a ship that has its struggles. Mako is not one to hold a life-grudge, but Kuvira did many wrongs in her life. On Kuvira's side, I think she's not one to easily trust anyone, especially a law enforcement worker.

When I picture them together before the Red Lotus, I think they come together quite easily, both of them bonding over their childhood issues, and their want to be better, do more.

After canon, I like to think Mako could be one of the people in charge of accompanying her to trials and stuff, and even the one to slmewhat push her into recovery. First through means of spats and squabbles, and then slowly turning into deep conversations of what went wrong, and how to move forward from there. I think she's very grateful for his help.

Bumiroh - Well, this is honestly OTP material, alongside Linko, so I have many many thoughts on them, but I'll share one from my modern verse.

I like the idea that both Bumi and Iroh are very good friends with each other's sisters, and that they often go to them to share their pining woes, and panics.

Kya and Iroh love to share their more philosophical takes about life over a bottle of wine, or a walk on the beach, while Bumi and Shiko (an OC of mine, you can check some more of her under that tag in my blog) are the kind to make slumber parties where they bake cupcakes and take a million selfies, half of which are blurred.

When Bumi and Iroh get together in modern verse, they waste no time in leaving the navy and getting married, after all the years they spent pining over the other. They move to a sailboat, and they spend their life travelling the world and taking odd jobs wherever they dock.

So, you already know I feel weird about this one, not exactly sure why, so I’ll publish it and you can tell me what you think of it. I really hope you enjoy it!!———————————————-

There was a ray of light bugging Mako, it hit directly into his right eye, and it was making his plan of waking up late really hard to accomplish. The fact that he had to blow hair away from his face, was not helping either, and there was also a leg tossed over him, and the knee kept pressing on his bladder. He sighed resigned, and opened his eyes, finding that the ceiling was not that of his room, and suddenly, everything came rushing back at him.

Kuvira.

Mako’s eyes darted to the sleeping form pressed tightly against him, and panicked, because if there was light coming from the gymnasium windows, it meant that the domes were open, and that meant people were up and about. Shit. Shit! He disentangled from Kuvira’s limbs, trying not to think too much on the night prior, when sleep had evaded him, and he had found his way into the building. Watching Kuvira rehearse, his arousal, her teasing, the way she had ended up sitting on his lap, and how things had escalated from there.

He scrambled around the mat, searching for their clothes, that were tossed in all directions, and trying to get dressed at the same time, the possibility of getting caught by Suyin after what he’d done in her gymnasium, when she had been nothing but a gracious host… he was so stupid, he shouldn’t have done it. He didn’t even know what had taken over him, to do something like that. And at the same time, he did.

Kuvira was so alluring, Mako had been entranced by her the second he saw her, and her body was the perfect mix of strength and softness, her scent intoxicating, and the way her lips had moved with his, over him, and around him too… Mako shook his head, closing his eyes and taking deep, calming breaths, because he could feel himself getting hard again, just from the memory of her.

“Is that my shirt?” Came her voice from behind him, calmed, too calm, and Mako turned to her, an immediate blush rushing to his neck and cheeks, as Kuvira stood, fully naked in front of him, and amused smile on her lips, and her long, lush hair falling messily down her back and over her breasts. Fuck, she was gorgeous, and the breathing went flying out the window, his blood rushing south, his pants impossibly tight all of the sudden.

“Oh, sure, here.” Said Mako, stretching a hand towards her, trying hard to keep his eyes trained on hers, not wanting to disrespect her, although she seemed not to care much, and she looked like she was actually enjoying his struggle.

“No. The one you’re wearing.” Kuvira said, her perfect eyebrows rising in amusement, bracken eyes shining, and even though Mako knew she was right, he had indeed put on her shirt, and was making a terrible fool of himself, all he could think of, was how much he wanted to kiss her again. How could she be so enticing by just staring at him?

He pulled the mistaken shirt off, stupid white shirts were all the same, and handed over, feeling the heat of what he knew was a heavy blush all over his chest and neck. An awkward laugh escaping his lips, Mako wondered where the confidence, the boldness, from just a few hours ago, had gone. The things he’d said to her, the things he’d done to her, it all seemed too much now, in broad daylight, and his stupidity was not helping his case.

“Oh, you should’ve kept it, it looked nice on you.” Kuvira said chuckling, as she put on her underwear, threw the shirt on, and searched for her thighs that had ended up against a wall on the other side of the gym.

Mako stood in the middle of the place, hands in his pockets, eyes drifting to her slender figure, unsure of what to do now. This was not an usual situation for him, as his sexual encounters so far had always been with girlfriends, not perfect strangers. Should he say something, did one thank the other in this situations? Would it be stupid of him to offer to walk her to her house? And it was also the fact that he wanted to be with her again, maybe in less of a hurry, take his time to taste her, to feel every inch of her, hear her moans once more. And also get to know her, ask about her life in Zaofu, her dancing, when was she first time she bended, anything and everything.

“Hey, fireboy.” Kuvira called from a side door to the place, flashing him a most charming smile, and a wink, and he got pulled from his overthinking. “Come, I know a place where we can have breakfast undisturbed. I’d like you to tell me about the Force.”

Mako smiled, amused at the nickname, and feeling a little bit better at her offer, hoping the gratitude for making the first move, and this moment less awkward would silently carry over to her. Once out, and far more relaxed, they fell into an easy step, Kuvira running her fingers teasingly over the bare skin of his arm, and he confirmed, that he really enjoyed her coolness against his warmth.

“So tell me, what’s with the interest in the Force? Are you planning on apply there? Shall I start calling you Rookie?” This, his work, Mako could talk for hours, and he felt something stirr in him, at the prospect of having the sexy metalbender as a co-worker. She smiled up at him from under her lashes, a wicked smile that he knew meant trouble. Damn, he could get used to that.

Oh but Baby, I love to comply to what you ask from me. 

Here you go, a kiss to shut them up. It’s not what I expected it to be, but the muse just wanted it this way, so I hope you like it anyway.

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It was friday night after a long shift, a very long shift, and Lin had taken the officers out for drinks. The bar, that was not far from headquarters, served tasty and affordable meals during the day, and at night you could get some nice booze and sometimes a little band would play. Therefore, the owner was used to having it filled with boisterous cops who needed a quick bite or a relaxing drink after their heavy workload. Right now they were actually celebrating that the rookies had finalized their first mission. Rounds of drinks were gifted, by one officer or the other, with the hopes of getting their subordinates drunk enough to play them a couple of jokes. Lin was sitting on the end of the bar, a glass of some water tribe whiskey on her hand, watching amused how the night unfolded. She really lived to see the Force working good and having fun. They were her family.

And like in every family, there is some quarreling.

On a side table, right next to the stage and surrounded by a dozen or so rookies, were two of the best officers in Lin’s Force, getting into yet another competition. Criminal Deputy Mako and Head Detective of the Criminal Department Kuvira did this every week and the rest of the Force enjoyed it tremendously. Especially when, like last week’s armwrestling matches, it ended with one of them getting whipped. Today it was a drinking competition, Lin noticed with a heavy sigh; they drink their weight in heavy liquor, get into a spat, and then she’d have to carry their sorry drunk asses back home. On the positive side, they had the highest work ethic right after hers, and they’d be up and running with no trouble the very next morning. She turned to chat with one of the rookies that had approached the bar and let those two get at it, spirits new it was like foreplay for them.

It was probably an hour or so after that, that the Chief of Police felt the need to turn around and check on what was now, a very loud corner table. The rookies had already left, the knowledge that they had more training the morning after weighting on their decision to turn in early, and most of the officers had left with them. The ones that remained were a couple of the senior ones, sitting at the bar with her. Lin excused herself from the officers who in turn bid their goodbyes and made her way to the table. There was an argument going on, an argument about her.

“Say it again! Oh, Great Uniter, enlighten me with your knowledge on the Chief. You’re talking bullshit. You’re not the best Detective in the Force, you’re not even a good Detective. You just got the position because Lin sees something in you, though beats me what!” Mako was red in the face and his pulse was spiking, both hands on the table and his body tensed forward towards the Detective.

Kuvira on the other hand was so comfortable and calm she could be mistaken for being in another room altogether. Leaning back on the chair with her legs stretched in front of her and arms crossed over her chest, she actually yawned. Lin chuckled amused.

“You already know what she sees in me Mako, want me to spell it out for you? Am I detecting jealousy in your voice, fireboy?” Kuvira answered, flashing a charming smirk his way, and got back to examine her nails. Mako’s breathing became heavier and he stood up, making his way around the table and putting his arms on the sides of Kuvira’s seat, their faces a breath away. She just knew how to push all his buttons.

“Spell it. I dare you.” He threatened. By now Lin was certain they knew she was watching the interaction, but the heat between them was too much and the spell was next to unbreakable.

Kuvira sat up on her chair, her face coming even closer to Mako’s. The glint on her eyes was hypnotizing. She gave him a soft pat on his cheek and the Deputy’s eyes gleamed with fire.

“She loves the way I F.U.C…” Mako’s lips were crushing over the metalbender’s before she could finish the phrase and Lin felt both their pulses quicken through the floor. The Deputy’s hands had moved to Kuvira’s hips and were pressing her down on the chair while she desperately grabbed at his hair and neck pulling him even closer.

The Chief put her hands on her hips and cleared her throat, making the officers scramble to their feet and straighten their clothes and hair. Lin shook her head and laugh softly at their antics. She couldn’t believe this two.

“Detective, Deputy, I believe it’s time you went home, don’t you think?” Her tone was commanding but entertained. She was going soft with the years.

Oh boy was this hard to write or what!? I sincerely hope you like it, because this little drabble has many many ideas for future encounters. Wicked @letterst0thesun… you’re killing me a pairing at a time.———————————————–

It was late at night and Mako couldn’t sleep. The warmth of the Zaofou wheather had him tossing and turning in bed, and so, after a couple of hours, he decided to go out for a walk. It was so weird to have the city closed to the night sky. He wasn’t much of the poetic type, but he kind of missed the stars. Everything was so calm here, he wondered if maybe that was what prevented him from sleep, missing the boisterous movement of Republic City.

Mako was wandering around when he heard movement comming from the gymnasium and decided to enter. There was one of the girls from the afternoon there, rehearsing with that metal flower. He took some steps in and sat on the floor to watch.

It was mesmerizing.

Mako had always found metalbending amazing, he thought it may had been one of the reasons he joined the force. Metalbenders. Maybe one in particular. But this girl here, well, she was a prodigy that’s for sure. She was manipulating that flower, the one six people had been working on in the afternoon, alone. Mako thought she had probably mastered metalbending before earthbending, if that was even possible.

She was fluid, strong, so focused. She was beautiful, he realized. Her toned body, that long braid, her furrowed brow as she bended those metal sheets. The glistening sweat beads on her neck. His pulse was a little accelerated and he felt heat at his fingertips. Watching her doing all those twists and turns, body so elastic but firm, was not aiding him at all.

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.” She said, coming to a halt mid-air, her metal cable wraped around her leg and torso in a very sensual way, Mako’s brain coming up with a dozen different ways to have her tied up to one surface or another.

“What?” He said, shaking his head to clear it from such thoughts.

She got down and walked up to him, hips swaying with every step, while she removed the bandages of her arms. Mako was suddenly very aware of the strain he kept in his pants. Standing up to meet her was not a wise option now. The girl sat down next to him and streched.

“I saw you staring at me. I find you very atractive myself, you know?” She said boldy, her hands efficiently folding the bandages and putting them aside. Mako turned to look at her. Her eyes were of a bracken green and she had a mole under the right one. He wanted to kiss it.

“I… I’m not sure I know your name.” Great, way to go Mako, he thought. She laughed lightly.

“I’m Kuvira. You’re Mako, right? Police officer.” Her lips formed a very sexy smirk and Mako felt the heat tingling all over his body.

“I guess there’s no use to ask how you know that, in the city with no secrets.” He said amused, and feeling a little bold himself he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Although no one told me anything about you, that doesn’t seem fair.”

“What do you want to know?” Kuvira leaned to Mako’s touch, eyes closed.

Mako pulled her to straddle him, fingers closing hard around her waist, pushing her down to his erection. She moaned softly and rocked her hips.