Kuvira

So in the vein of Kuvira and Baatar Sr. dancing together, I drew this sketch of these two dorks

AN: This is my first fanfic. It was inspired by nivalingreenhow’s suvira internAU. I hope you enjoy it. I’d love any constructive feedback.

Kuvira never wanted to go to her boss’s party for his new offices, but here she was. Drinking champagne with the swanky architects who worked in the firm. Kuvira was just an intern, too far down the company ladder to be of any importance. However Baatar had personally invited her, so Kuvira hadn’t dared refuse. Baatar had said hello to her when she showed up, but Kuvira hadn’t seen him since. To be fair, she had been clinging to the walls of the office, avoiding anyone who had looked like they wanted to talk to her.  Kuvira sighed and looked down at her glass. It was empty. Somehow she had managed to drink the whole glass, and Kuvira didn’t even drink. No wonder she felt tipsy.

 "Would you like me to get you another drink?“ A long pair of dark legs in a short gray dress asked her. Kuvira’s head snapped up to look into the face of a woman much older than her. A beautiful woman, Kuvira added as an afterthought.  She had smooth tan skin, and short gray hair styled in a way that reminded Kuvira of actresses from the twenties. But it was the woman’s eyes that really drew Kuvira in; they were bright green and full of mischief. The woman smiled at her, and Kuvira realized she’d been staring.

"What?” she asked, a blush rising on her cheeks.

The woman laughed. “I asked if you wanted another drink. I noticed yours was empty.” Even her voice was beautiful. The champagne must have been stronger than Kuvira thought, if she thought a voice was beautiful.

“Oh no thank you. I don’t drink. My boss just handed it to me, and I didn’t want to seem rude.” Kuvira explained. She quickly set the empty glass on the nearest table to distance herself from its implications.

“You work for Baatar?” the woman exclaimed. She lightly hit Kuvira on the elbow, making Kuvira shudder at the unexpected contact. “You must be Kuvira then. Baatar’s my husband, by the way. Suyin Beifong. He told me he’d hired a new intern, but I didn’t realize that he’d hired a cute one.”

She’s Baatar’s wife! Kuvira had a hard time believing it. Baatar was a nice man and decent looking. But Suyin was drop dead gorgeous. And she thinks I’m cute. What’s with that? Kuvira looked up at Suyin. She was still talking animatedly to Kuvira.

“I’m sorry. I missed that last bit of what you said.” Kuvira said. If she was going to be forced into a conversation with Suyin, she at least had enough courtesy to do it right.

“Oh, that’s alright dear. I was just saying that I admire a person who doesn’t drink. I could never do it.” Suyin laughed infectiously, and Kuvira found herself laughing with her. “After five kids, I decided to never let myself go without a glass of wine or two in the evening.” Suyin placed her arm on Kuvira’s again. She resisted the urge to withdraw hers.

“Wow, I guess you deserve the wine then, Suyin.” Kuvira could not believe that she was slightly tipsy and making small talk with the hot wife of her boss.

“Kuvira, you must call me Su. All my good friends do.” So now I’m her good friend, Kuvira thought. I just met the woman. “Now Kuvira, you’re a student, yes?” Suyin smiled big at Kuvira.

“Yeah. I’m going to start my senior year this fall. I’m actually a landscape architecture student, but Baatar was intrigued by my designs and hired me. I’m enjoying the chance to broaden my horizons by working here.” Kuvira felt herself begin to open up to Suyin. She was just so nice to Kuvira and seemed genuinely interested in what Kuvira was saying.

“Well, I’m sure that you’re a wonderful architect if you’re working at my husband’s.” She leaned against Kuvira conspiratorially, “He only takes the best and brightest students as his interns.”

Suyin moved away, but Kuvira could still feel Suyin’s hot breath on her ear. She could feel the older woman’s weight as she leaned against Kuvira. It stirred something deep within her core.  Kuvira hurried to squash that feeling before it could show on her face. “It’s been wonderful chatting with you, Kuvira dear. But I should rejoin my husband and play the faithful arm candy.” Suyin grinned deviously and kissed Kuvira on the cheek before flitting off.

Kuvira was left standing awestruck in Suyin’s wake. The woman had been so… intense. Like the sun. But if the sun were a person. Kuvira sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. That conversation with Suyin had drained Kuvira. She resigned herself to spending the rest of the party leaning casually on the table behind her.

As Kuvira watched the rest of the partygoers throughout the rest the evening, she found her eyes being drawn again and again to Suyin Beifong’s slender form. Kuvira couldn’t deny that Suyin was gorgeous. Especially in the sparkly, gray cocktail dress she was wearing. It made her ass look rather nice, and Kuvira blushed, thinking about it. Several times during the course of the evening Suyin caught Kuvira watching her, and she would smile or wink at Kuvira. Kuvira couldn’t wait for the party to be over.

At the end of the evening, Kuvira found herself at the end of the line of exiting guests. Baatar and Suyin were at the door, saying goodbye to everyone as they left. When it was Kuvira’s turn to say farewell to the hosts, Baatar gripped her hand in a firm handshake. “Thank you for coming Kuvira. I hope you enjoyed the party.”

“I did.” She was only half lying. Meeting Suyin, as turbulent as it had been, had been nice. And her few office friends had stopped and chatted with her.

Suyin pulled Kuvira into a quick hug and gave her a kiss on each cheek. “I hope to see you again soon, Kuvira.” She winked.

Kuvira nodded and ducked out of the offices. She practically ran home, high heels and all. Once she was back at her apartment, the only thing on Kuvira’s mind was Suyin Beifong. She took a Benadryl and hoped that sleep would rid the vision of Suyin in a cocktail dress kissing her from Kuvira’s mind.

“Did you really have to flirt with my intern, Su? She’s half your age.” Baatar asked his wife as they lay in bed after the party.

Suyin huffed. “Well, she was hot. You left out that part when you described her to me.” She leaned over to give her husband a peck on the cheek.

“I wonder why?” Baatar grumbled. “Please don’t alienate the best intern I’ve ever had. It reflects poorly on my business if my wife seduces all my interns.” He turned the page of his landscape architecture magazine without looking up at Su.

She pouted at him. “At least invite her to dinner. She was fairly receptive at the party. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of me, and I want to see if it wasn’t just the alcohol. Please Baatar, for me. ” Baatar took one look at his wife’s face and knew he’d have to invite Kuvira over. He sighed. Suyin whooped and kissed her husband emphatically.

au where Kuvira is an intern at Baatar’s architecture firm and she wonders why her boss’s really hot wife is flirting with her at the office party

You were afraid to follow me when I became leader, and now you’re afraid of a fair fight.

Lovely girl, won’t you stay, won’t you stay, stay with me

jsut fuck me up!!!

Casual Friday…..

Actually it’s quite believable that Kuvira went through a number of uniform changes between Captain Kuvira and The Great Uniter. 

never knew how much I needed her in a cape til I saw that concept art

you know that stage where your parents (& authority figures) almost kinda wanna treat you like a full- grown actual human being; but it freaks them out so they also want to establish dominance to “keep you in check’….

that’s where we are here…. 

I just wanted to draw an older Kuvira with a bloody lip, about to beat someone up

*EDIT: cropped it better and cleaned some things up

moM THIS WASNT IN THE PLA N OH MY FCu K WEI DID SHE TELL YOU SHE WAS DOING THIS IS IT A DISTRACTION DO WE ATTACK NOW by “end her reign of terror” i thOUGHT YOU MEANT END HER FUCKING REIGN OF TERROR NOT FUCKING THI S MOM PLS I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO we dont know what we’re meant to do wei should we just go

we’re going back home

a little more Suvira Bad blood continued from here. 

if you have any suggestions as to who should portray the other 99 women in the video, message me…. cause i honestly have no idea….