She's concerned because the wound was deep and he's "a fool for not paying attention" and risking himself instead of making sure he "finished the job the correct way." Baavira Week Day 1: Touch.
"Why not?" He smiles when Lena giggles, reaching out to point to an image on the page. Baatar tries to explain how train engines operate in the way a four-year-old could understand. Family drabble. Baavira.
There are incriminating lines, factual paragraphs, and a sentence that she swears nearly sympathizes with the "militaristic dictator" who "tossed dissenters into prison camps" and "expunged those who did not agree with her empire". Another family drabble/personal headcanon. Baavira.
To Kuvira this seems surreal—almost eccentric—because, for the first time in her life, she finds the belonging she has so dearly longed for since the day her parents had pitched her aside. Multi-chapter wedding fic. Baavira.
Kuvira's patience is beginning to thin. Her husband wasn't helping either. "I'm trying to teach her proper table manners and you're encouraging her bad behavior." Because the parenting-life isn't any easier for them. Family prompt. Baavira.
Before she had the chance to further ruin his surprise, Baatar extends a hand out to grasp her hip and push her out of the way. "I can't keep any secrets from you." He grumbles, sitting up. Now that she understands his intentions and most likely believes will correctly predict his next move, Baatar decides to alter his plan. Heartwarming prompt. Baavira.
"You can build a twenty-five story tall collosus but you can't cut a child's hair. You're ridiculous." Super short family drabble. Baavira.
Kuvira understands the instant she glances over at Suyin that everything they've forged, or everything she thought they had, was no longer there. For the first time in her life, she has never felt so alone. Post finale drabble for Suyin and Kuvira.
She hears him, though, and Kuvira whips around, hands balled into fists in preparation for the upcoming fight with her intruder. For a split second, she sees the reflection of his glasses and sighs in both exasperation and relief. "Baatar," Kuvira places a hand on her hip. "I know you're there." Pre-Great Uniter/Book 3 drabble. Baavira.
He can't help but smile. This was too cute. "It appears my daughter has raided my things. I swear, I don't draw purple rhino-bears in my free time." Leena steals Baatar's blueprints. Implied Baavira.
"You'll never believe what I got!" He tosses his keys onto the counter and glances over at this wife on the couch, pulling out a small rectangular box from the plastic bag in his hand. "Cards Against Humanity, Kuvira. We have to play!" You've been warned. Baavira AU.
Kuvira was reluctant to return to Suyin's home. She wasn't sure if she should ever step foot on her property again knowing full well all of the pain she has caused her family in the past. A drabble for Suyin and Kuvira. Implied Baavira, duh.
The next time he tries, Baatar manages to reach the very end of her hair and cheers. "Yes! I got it! Look!" Braiding hair drabble. Baavira.
Three brief stories regarding the ordinary life of Kuvira and Baatar. Baavira.
"Taking orders from your second-in-command, Great Uniter?" Fluffly drabble. I have no regrets. Baavira.
"Congrats, Kuvira." Baatar loops an arm around her upper back. "You're officially a genius." Affection drabble. Baavira.
She's scrutinizing him with that same intimidating expression she gives all of her other soldiers. Except that Baatar wanted to visit the gym alone, without any company, and yet she managed to worm her way in and distract him just as always. Gym prompt. Baavira.
She is in the middle of composing another plan when Baatar slips behind her, snaking his arms under hers. "Enough of work already." First date prompt. Baavira.