#what are the thoughts that I should be Bolin as Nuktuk this year??

[dantesinfernhole]

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[heartilywrites]

Hello! You’re literally my favorite korra x reader writer and im ITCHING to read more 😞 if its not too much could you write a fic on korra x f!reader where reader is popular with girls in republic city (kinda like a mini celeb) and one of the girls get too close to reader which upsets korra and reader makes it up to her by bringing her flowers and taking her on a date 😋

𝓛oved You First ; Korra

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resume: where you are Varrick's newest actress

content warning: fluff ; a liiiitle bit of angst, if you squint enough you can see it ; Korra x fem!reader ; established relationship ; nation and bending status not mentioned! ; at least, she's not from the fire nation, that is confirmed ; no use of y/n

wc: 2.1k

a/n: HI GORGEOUS:D this one is such a fun idea, thank you so much for requesting and for your words hope i met your expectations <3 ENJOY :D

،، Everybody wants to love her like that.

Acting had always been a dream of yours.

Maybe an unsupported dream since everyone told you that theater doesn't make a good career path, but then again, who cared? It was only until Varrick started to do movers that your enthusiasm came back.

The man was preparing a new series of movers where they tried to use Nuktuk to start a whole franchise for different nations to later on make them a group of invincible heroes and the next star was going to be a firebender fighting against a group of different benders –ah, yeah, he wanted to use the Red Lotus as inspiration.– and his idea was for the firebender to be a woman.

You didn't know about this new idea of his since you didn't really have an agent or agency, but Bolin was the first to tell and recommend you after you helped him with some acting lessons back when he was Nuktuk. Varrick held an audition with you and decided that you would be his next big discovery and so it happened, even if you weren't a fire nation citizen.

By the time the mover started rolling, Korra would make you company almost everyday of filming, cheering for you after the director would yell 'cut!', sitting next to you to talk about either the scenes or anything else to keep you mind off the set when you'd get nervous about next filming scene. She would help you with firebending moves in your trailer after getting ready and a kiss of good luck was given each time you would go back in front of the camera.

It was clear that Korra supported your new career, she always had your back even a couple of years back before starting dating she would always look after you. The avatar was the best thing to ever happen to you, you would always think to yourself everytime you looked at her, there wasn't any question about how the love felt was strong and reciprocated for both of you.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “CUT!” the man yelled, satisfied with how the fighting scene went. You let out a sigh of relief while resting your hands on your knees to catch your breath. “One second, fire lady, I just need to check something.”

Korra took advantage of the distraction to walk to you, she hugged you by the back once you straightening back up. “You were amazing, miss fire lady, you should do those fighting moves with me.” she said giving you a tiny kiss on your shoulder, you laughed at her comment.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I would, if someone didn't cheat with her bending techniques.” you turned to face her with a smile, your arms rested on her shoulders. Now it was her turn to laugh before a soft kiss was exchanged between the two of you.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “HEY! STOP MESSING MY FIRE LADY'S MAKE-UP!” Varrick yelled with his director megaphone, making her step away from you with her hands held up to her shoulders height, you were laughing. “That's what I thought. Let's go! We need to have the next scene by today!”

After the mover was done, Korra and you had time again for yourselves. Everything seemed to be going great, you never knew a tiny snippet of the mover was transmitted on TV... Okay, well, at least you didn't knew the first days until one day you were stopped by a group of three girls calling you by your character's name and saying how cool the sneak peek was, that same day you went home to Korra and ran to the TV.

The avatar was confused when you stood around fifteen minutes in front of the television, until she heard your voice with a almost static sound, it made her turn around to look.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “No fucking way... It's you!” she exclaimed excited, sitting by your side almost pushing you out of the way to appreciate how gorgeous you looked in the traditional fire nation dress. “You look so sexy there.”

Your face started to feel hot at the comment, you were able to just giggle and cover your face. Korra turned to you and tackle you to the floor completely to hug you.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “My girlfriend is a mover star.” she said moving your hands off your face to start leaving ephemeral kisses all over it.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Korra, stop!” you said in between laughs, but never pushed her away, you liked when she was affectionate with you.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Uh-uh! We're going to celebrate this!” she stood up with such quickness that if you tried it would likely cause dizziness. “Dinner's on me.” the girl extended her hand to you so you could get up.

Both of you went on an express dinner, having two to three bowls of noodles each and regretting eating so much was how you were making your way back home.

So there you were, walking side by side and talking about all the topics that would come to mind until you were stopped by two girls. Excited they were asking you for a photo, a man with a gigant camera was behind them, you looked at Korra and she just smiled before taking a step to the side, the picture was taken and a couple of compliments were said before they left giggling in murmurs.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I think I can't get use to that.” you said looking to hold her hand, she embrace the action and with her free hand cupped your face.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You will, mover star.” a sweet kiss from her was what made you feel better, after distancing she started to walk again. “Let's go home, baby, I think I will explode now.”

After the mover was released, the things just escalated. Now you were stopped almost at every corner, most of the times you didn't mind, but when you were out with your friends or girlfriend you felt as it was too much.

You thought that maybe by the third week it would've calm down since the hype for the mover was starting to dissolve, at least that was before you were stopped by a group of five girls while Korra and you were just walking in the park to pass time with each other after the things calmed down.

They all gathered around you, making the waterbender take a few steps back without her taking the initiative. They were all talking at the same time about the mover, how pretty you looked, how you were even more beautiful in real life and how the fire nation's color suit you better.

You were trying to keep up with everyone, feeling how your right arm got hugged and a head rested upon your shoulder, you didn’t know how to stop them, so you just stayed there smiling awkwardly. When you looked up to ask for your girlfriend's help, you noticed how she wasn't in front of you, desperately your eyes looked for her finding her silhouette walking away, way too far for her to hear you if you called her name.

A bad mouth taste was what you had, smiling forcefully at the girls to be kind to them. You signed whatever they wanted you to sign, took photos and got overwhelmed with the flash, but after a couple of minutes they let you go when you used the excuse that you had to head home before it got dark.

You knew Korra enough to recognize what had happened, before going home you went to a flower shop and bought the perfect bouquet for her: her and your favorite flowers. Walking into the apartment you didn't see her at the living room nor the dinner room when you left your keys on the table so you went directly to the bedroom where you saw the southerner looking out of the window.

With your free hand you knocked on the door. “Tulips and water lilies delivery.” you said with a tiny smile when she looked at you, her eyes just went back to the window.

You sighed and carefully left the flowers on the bed before sitting next to her in the couch.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I know something's bothering you...” you started, trying to look for her gaze. “Are you not going to talk to me?”

The Avatar licked her lips, thinking before looking at you. “It's... It's silly, leave it.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It's not silly if it bothers you.” She hugged her knees and look down. “Korra...”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It's just that they were all over you,” she spat suddenly, making you nod. “And I know it shouldn't bother me because you are with me, but it seemed that they didn’t respect that and wanted you for them anyways. You should've seen how they were looking at you, the girl hugging you was the worse.”

One of your hands rested in her arm and left caresses while hearing her, you were glad to have clear communication with your girlfriend.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I'm sorry, my love, I should've set boundaries.” you said, the girl looked back at you. “You don't have to worry about anyone, Korra, I love you and only you. There's not one person in this world who can make me look at any other direction that is not you.”

The heart of the Avatar felt as it was about to leave its place on her body, she moved to sit better and in a quick move catching you off guard her lips met yours in such a familiar manner for the both of you. Korra heard how you sighed and loved the way you melt on the kiss, almost getting on top of you if it wasn’t for how you distanced from her a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Let me make it up to you.” you murmured over her lips. “Since our spontaneous date was ruined, let me take you out for another date. There's a mover about a romantic comedy that just came out and after we can go for noodles, what do you think?”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “We have a date, darling,” she said, a tiny kiss was left on your lips and she completely separated to stand up. “But no noodles for some time, I still remember the feeling of that other night after eating too much.”

You laughed, copying her by standing up. “No noodles then, we can eat meat.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “My spirits, you have no idea how much I love you.” she said out of breath, her arm hugged you by the shoulders to leave the apartment together.

The mover went by quicker than you two thought, loving the way it turned out. Now you were sitting on a table waiting for the food on a restaurant that closed late, there were groups of friends eating before going dancing, couples who also had a late night date and people who work until late having something to eat before going straight home to rest. You were watching Korra play with her straw.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Maybe I should leave the movers.” the girl started coughing, you were fast to stand up and pat her back a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I'm okay, I'm okay,” she said hoarsely. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

You made your way back to your seat, a little grimace painted on your face. “You know, since this thing with... fans? seems to be problematic, maybe it's best if I leave it.”

Korra looked for your hands over the table and hold them. “Listen to me, don't let those girls stop you from following your dream.” her eyes were fixated in yours, almost as if she was anxious. “Don't let me stop you either, you're such a great actress with a bright future and it would break my heart to see you waste your talent.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You really think so?” you bit your bottom lip, nervous.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Of couse, my love! You have to be the best actress Republic City has ever seen.” the southerner took your hands and left a kiss on your knuckles. “Besides, I can presume I have a famous girlfriend that way, don't you think?”

You laughed now, Korra smiled at the sound. “As if you're not the fucking Avatar, be serious, Korra.” you breathe in, relaxing a little bit. “I love you. So much.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I love you even more.” she said, standing to give you a ephemeral kiss on the lips before sitting back down to let the server leave the food on the table.

She knew it was going to be okay, you were following your dream and she was fortunate enough to see you succeed at it, the love was reciprocated and that was all that mattered in the relationship. You had each other.

[wrestlingbabe]

Warmth.

Bolin smut that once again no one asked for but I delivered!

Bolin/Reader- Reader is always cold and Bolin is always warm, they figure out a way to deal with it.

Warnings: SMUT!, so much of it, friends becoming lovers

 I got this prompt from someone a long time ago and had it saved in my notes on my computer, if anyone knows who this belongs to please let me know and I will credit them!

 Prompt: Person A is always hot and constantly turns down the air conditioner which annoys Person B who is always cold.

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“There is NO way you’re turning that down Bolin!” You looked across the room to your roommate of two years. You both moved in together after all the stuff with Korra finished and at the moment, his hand was on the thermostat and was shirtless and wearing what looked like his Nuktuk shorts. You on the other hand, had a sweater, sweatpants and socks on due to how cold your shared apartment always was, “And did you cut your pants into shorts or something?”

 Bolin stopped in his track and blushed a little, “Yeah I did. It is just so hot in this apartment and I’m really trying to keep it a temperature okay for you but it is just so damn hot!” Bolin waved his hand in front of him trying to get a little breeze.

 You huffed a little, crossed your arms and stuck your nose up some, “There is no way you’re cold, not with the temperature in here.” When he didn’t respond to you, you glanced over to him to see what he was doing and threw out your arms as you saw the broad man rushing over to you, “Wait! What are you doing?” You squealed as you felt one of his hands wrap around your wrist and pull you into a tight squeeze, “BOLIN!” You felt like you were suffocating by the heat.

 “I told you! I told you!” Bolin said as he squished you more against his chest. You would say something but you were absolutely tongue-tied. You have always wondered what it felt like to press against him like this and yeah he is your roommate and friend of many years, but you were growing attached to him. Bolin glanced down at you and grew concerned as he saw your concentration face, “Are you okay?”

 You shook yourself out of your thoughts and relaxed in his hold, “Never better.” You all but hummed as you grabbed both of Bolin’s hands and placed them on your lower back, “Can I ask you a favor?” Bolin nodded as you start to lift the bottom of your shirt just enough that his fingers grazed your skin right above your pants. You wanted nothing more than to have his skin on yours, to feel his warmth, “I know this might be weird and you can totally say no but will you please just place your hands on my back? I feel warm but still cold.” You let go of his hands and watched his face to see if his facial expression would tell you anything.

 Bolin tried his best to make his hands stop shaking, but he was so enthralled with you that it was rather hard, “Oh uh yeah I can do that.” He brought his hands to your lower back and started to inch his hands further under your shirt. He stopped when his entire hands was under your shirt.

 Your skin erupted with goosebumps but not by how cold you were but instead with the contact you had with Bolin. You hoped he couldn't feel them, “You really are warm.” You couldn’t help the sigh/moan that fell from your lips when his skin explored further up your back. His fingers dancing across your bare back and shoulder blades. Your eyes fluttered shut and you knew you were hooked, “I never want you to leave.” You murmured against Bolin’s chest.

 You heard a small chuckle above you and looked up at him, “You only like me for my warmth.” Bolin was looking at you slightly offended as you smirked at him, “I’m being serious.” That tone told you otherwise.

 “No! I like you for many other reasons.” You proclaimed as you felt him spread his fingers as far apart as he could, as if he was trying to feel all he could.

 “Oh yeah?” Bolin rested his forehead against yours as you gulped at the question. It was now or never and you felt like this was the time to just say it.

 “I like you.” You were always a blunt person and that was something Bolin liked about you, “I like your personality and how you make me smile with almost everything you do. I like the way you can’t really cook but you always try to make my favorite food. I have liked you for a while and I should of told you but I was worried about what that would do.” 

 Bolin smiled as he heard your words because everyone of them is how he felt about you. The way you were slightly grumpy in the morning but after being around him for 2 or 3 minutes your attitude would change, or how when you smile really big you get little wrinkles near your eyes, and his favorite at the moment would be how cold you always were and how it lead to this moment, “I feel the same way if not more about you.” 

 You felt like you wanted to cry some but instead you leaned forward and crashed your lips against his. You both sighed at the feel. Bolin quickly pulled you closer to him, your whole body now pressed against him. You moaned as you felt his bulge against you. You wiggled your body and got a low moan from the man, “Should we- go to the bedroom?” You smiled into the kiss and went to move away but Bolin reached down, picked you up and walked towards his bedroom, “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” The neediness in his voice sending electricity through you.

 “Please?” You dropped your head onto his shoulder when you felt his hand squeeze your ass, “Please now!” You could feel your face getting hot by how pathetic you sounded.

 “Don’t go quiet now. I want everyone to hear you.” Bolin said as he dropped you onto the bed gently. You scurried to get your sweatpants and sweater off, “Allow me to help.” You could hear the faint chuckle as you peak out from under your sweater. Bolin grabbed the sides of it and pulled it off the rest of the way before standing back and admiring your naked body, “You weren’t wearing anything under that?”

 The confusion in his voice made you giggle, “I never do! Yeah I’m always freezing but having a bra and stuff on isn’t going to make me any warmer so I choose not to wear it.” You shrugged your shoulders as you moved towards him at the end of the bed, “Now if you could, I think it is your turn.” Bolin smirked at you before slowly removing his shorts, his only piece of clothing, “Where do you want me?” The question threw Bolin for a loop as he tried to slow his frantically beating heart.

 “Oh that was hot.” Though he was always super warm, he felt like every inch of him was on fire. He couldn’t believe this was happening, “Where do you want to be?” You all but smiled at the question before sinking to your knees in front of him, “OHMYSPIRITS!” He didn’t mean to make it that high pitch but he was dreaming. He had to be dreaming. The girl of his dreams was literally on her knees for him.

 “May I?” You asked as you wrapped your hand around the base of his cock. Bolin’s knees went weak as you squeezed you hand around him, “I want to hear you say it.” You whimpered as you slowly started moving your hand, up and down, slowly.

 “Yes! Oh please yes!” Bolin was practically begging at this time. He wanted your hands all over him and your mouth and, well other things too but he couldn’t think straight as your lips wrapped around his tip, “Oo-oh fuck.” His head tilted back as you lightly sucked his tip in and out of your mouth.

 You hummed around his thick cock as you took more of him into your mouth. Your mouth was stretched so much already and the further you went, the more you thought about how sore your jaw would be tomorrow, but the thought slipped away as you heard a string of profanity fall from Bolin’s mouth. You pulled off with a pop and looked up at him, “Am I doing good?” Bolin’s eyes looked heavy and his bottom lip was swollen from biting it so hard.

 “Yes! Spirits yes. You’re incredible! I want to fuck you so badly.” Bolin wrapped his hand around his now slick cock and pumped it a few times. Your mouth fell open a little as you saw his jaw clench while he concentrated on his strokes. His eyes fluttered shut and you saw that as your opportunity to get onto the bed.

 Bolin heard the shuffle of the sheets and opened his eyes to see you slowly get on all four and lower your chest against the bed, “What are you waiting for them?” You smiled as you looked back towards him. Doggy was your favorite position and you had a feeling it might be his too by the way he nearly sprinted onto the bed.

 Bolin got onto his knees and placed them between yours before pushing your legs out further, “Is that okay?” His concerned voice and hand running down your back, all but made you melt.

 “Yes. Please just go-” Your words were cut off by the stretch as Bolin pushed into you, “Oh Bolin!” Your hands flailed out to reach for the sheets, your hands twisting the material around as Bolin slowly thrusted into you. You felt so at ease with him and when he placed his arm underneath your chest, pulling you against you, you allowed him to do it.

 Bolin smiled at the state you were in and quickened his thrust, “You like that don’t you? You like how my thick cock stretches you out?” All you could do is moan as the ecstasy of it all started to take over. Bolin pinched one of your nipples making you sigh. You reached for one of his hands and brought it to your clit, “Oh, you want to cum?”

 You pleaded with him, begging and begging for your release. Bolin smiled against your skin before gently lowering you back onto the bed, your chest pressing up against the cool sheets. You hummed as you felt Bolin’s fingers quicken on your clit. Your walls pulsing against him, “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum! May I please?” 

 “Oh fuck yes. You feel so good baby!” Bolin’s fingers slowed as he felt your walls clenched around him hard, “There you go baby, damn, Oh fuck!” Bolin quickly pulled out before stroking himself a few times and cumming onto your back. He bit his lip so hard that he thought he broke skin.

 The room now fell silent except for both of your breathing, “I’m cold.” You exclaimed as you caught your breath. Bolin smiled against your shoulder before kissing it.

 “Let me get something for us to wipe off with and then I’m all yours babe.” Bolin got up from the bed looking around for a towel. You on the other hand couldn’t stop smiling for the nickname, “Babe.” Yeah you could get used to that and his warmth. 

[reinerispretty]

reminiscence. (? x f!reader) pt8

hello everyone!! i hope you’re having a fantastic weekend :) 

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“Is everything alright?”

“Yes!” (Y/N) said quickly. “I’m totally fine, just have amnesia.” She knocked against her skull. “Nothing’s getting in here, I guess.” Before Asami could speak, Korra knocked on the door of the sparring room.

“How’s it going?”

“Well...” Asami started, glancing down at (Y/N). She stared up at Korra, a frown pulling at the ends of her lips.

(Y/N) didn’t sleep at all that night. She could feel the tiredness weighing on her body, pulling her limbs further and further down into the comfy sheets of her bed, but her eyes wouldn’t close. All she could do was stare up at the ornately decorated ceiling, painted with depictions of a tan, thinly mustached man as a cherub. She wondered whether or not she should go bang on Mako’s door and demand what that was. She thought he hated her! He had seemed so angry on the balcony and then the next thing she knew, he was kissing her. She knew it was ridiculous, but part of her thought she could still feel the softness of Mako’s lips against hers. She smothered her face with her pillow and screamed into it. 

When the rising sunlight just barely started filtering into her room, she slid out of bed. She walked to the mirror and brushed out her hair, which had become tangled from how much she had tossed and turned throughout the night, and pulled it back with a hair tie. She could see the faintest hints of tiredness on her features, so she splashed cold water on her face and hoped that no one would bring it up. Once she had pulled on her athletic clothes for her training, she walked to the kitchens. 

It was still early enough that the kitchen remained unoccupied. (Y/N) searched through the pantry to find something easy to make. Everything looked incredibly fancy and had labels that made absolutely no sense. She was lucky to have had Asami with her yesterday to help her decipher the meaning of some of the words. What in the world was a saffron? 

“Looking for something?” (Y/N) was so startled that she knocked her head against the frame of the pantry. “Oh, geez, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you, are you alright?” 

As she pulled away from the pantry, rubbing her head, she found Bolin standing beside her. His black eyebrows were pulled together in concern and his bottom lip jutted out apologetically. “Yeah, I’m fine,” She said, laughing lightly. “I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be up so early.” 

“I used to get up early for Nuktuk! I guess I haven’t really broken the habit yet. What are you doing up?” 

“I didn’t sleep that well,” (Y/N) said, and she supposed she wasn’t totally lying. She turned back to the pantry. “Plus I was hungry and I didn’t want to wait for everyone else to be up to eat. All these foods look too fancy.” Bolin snorted, as if she had said something funny. (Y/N) supposed it had something to do with her past, so she didn’t press him. 

“I can make you something!” He said, pushing past her to get into the pantry. His fingers were on her arm for only a moment but (Y/N’s) heart leapt into her throat and she had to take a deep breath to right her emotions. Bolin’s hands reached out and grabbed all sort of different ingredients. 

“You really don’t have to make me anything,” She assured him, to which Bolin scoffed. 

“I know I don’t have to,” He said to her, flashing a smile. “I want to.” He went over to the main island in the kitchen, laying out all of the ingredients in a row. “Today I will be making the lovely lady...toast.” 

“Toast?” (Y/N) repeated, a giggle following her question. “These seem like a lot of ingredients for toast. Do I even like toast?” 

“’Do you like toast?’” Bolin asked in a teasing manner. “You love toast! But you have to eat it in a very specific and sometimes frustrating way, if I remember correctly.” 

“I’m picky when it comes to toast?” She took a seat across from him, leaning her elbows on the marble countertop. “You’re making me sound pretentious.” 

“Oh you are,” Bolin said as he turned on the stove. He gave her another smile and (Y/N) knew he was kidding, “But only when it comes to food. You’re a big food snob.” 

“You’re telling me a lot about myself today and I’m not sure if I like any of it.” Bolin laughed at that, then began walking her through the instructions of how to make her special toast. As she watched, (Y/N) understood why Bolin had become a mover star. She felt like she could listen to him talk for hours. 

When her food was ready, Bolin elegantly garnished the plate and slid it in front of her. He watched her with an eager smile on his face. “Try it!” (Y/N) bit into the warm bread and hummed in delight. 

“I understand why I’m such a snob now,” She said. “I have pretty good taste.” 

“Does that mean I nailed it?” (Y/N) shrugged. 

“I’m gonna assume so, yes,” She said as she took another bite. 

“Great! I was worried I had forgotten how to make it! Y’know it’s been years since-” He stopped himself, his green eyes falling to the floor. Unsure what to do with the silence, (Y/N) slid the plate in between them. 

“Try your masterpiece, Chef Bolin.” She smiled softly at him and the corners of his lips turned up slightly. As they sat there sharing their food, (Y/N) was more curious than ever as to what had really happened between her and Bolin. Because right now, she feared that she was going to fall for him all over again. 

After their private breakfast, (Y/N) and Bolin walked to the main dining room, where the rest of their group was waiting. Korra and Asami’s faces lit up as they entered the room, but (Y/N) noticed how much of a point Mako was making to look away from her. The uneasiness from the morning rising in her stomach again, she took her seat between Korra and Asami. 

“Ready for your first training day?” Asami asked. 

“Could barely sleep thinking about it!” (Y/N) said. The waiters brought in their food, but (Y/N) only picked at hers while the rest of her friends dove in. 

“You’re gonna have to eat something if you’re gonna train today,” Korra said through a mouthful of rice. “Don’t need you passing out. Again.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes. 

“I’m pretty full! I got up early and Bolin made me this toast that I apparently really love.” Korra’s eyebrow quirked up in curiosity and, unbeknownst to (Y/N), a small smile made its way onto Asami’s lips. 

“That’s nice of him,” Asami said.

Once breakfast was finished, Asami led (Y/N) to the sparring room. She showed her mostly defensive maneuvers, like how to block an attack and get out of someone’s grasp. But (Y/N’s) mind was so far away that each time Asami taught her a new move, (Y/N) forgot it almost immediately. They had to go through each move close to seven times before (Y/N) was somewhat okay at it. 

Sweating, she sat down on the mat and flopped onto her back like a starfish. “I’m sorry for being such a bad student,” She huffed as she caught her breath. Asami stood over her, a quizzical expression on her face. 

“Is everything alright?” 

“Yes!” (Y/N) said quickly. “I’m totally fine, just have amnesia.” She knocked against her skull. “Nothing’s getting in here, I guess.” Before Asami could speak, Korra knocked on the door of the sparring room. 

“How’s it going?” 

“Well...” Asami started, glancing down at (Y/N). She stared up at Korra, a frown pulling at the ends of her lips. 

“I’m feeling a bit too much like an emotional mess today to spar, I think,” (Y/N) admitted, her voice rather sheepish. Korra sat down beside her, Asami doing the same. 

“Even more of an emotional mess than usual?” Korra quipped, nudging (Y/N) with the toe of her boot. (Y/N) sighed and stared up at the ceiling. There were so many secrets surrounding her life already. Did she really want to keep one more? She turned and looked at Korra’s bright blue eyes and she felt her heart squeeze inside her chest. Part of making friends was trusting people, right? And these seemed like people worth trusting. 

(Y/N) sat up and tucked her knees into her chest. “Mako kissed me last night.” Her words came out fast, rushed, and for a moment (Y/N) was unsure if they had actually heard her. 

“Woah!” Asami exclaimed, just as Korra said, “What?” (Y/N) covered her face with her hands to hide her embarrassment. 

“I was thinking last night, about how Bolin said he hadn’t seen me in years, but when I met Mako, he said he hadn’t seen me in months. So, I confronted him about it, and apparently I did something to him, whenever he saw me last, but he was just being so...Mako about it that I yelled at him! And then after I was done yelling, he kissed me.” (Y/N) groaned. “Everything is just so messed up and complicated. I can’t wait to get my memories back.”

“I’m going to go talk to him.” Korra stood, hands balled into fists at her sides. (Y/N) grabbed her by the wrist. 

“Korra, wait! You seem mad-” 

“Because I am! You don’t deserve the way Mako treats you, and I want answers.” She wriggled her hand free from (Y/N’s) grasp and stormed out of the room, Asami and (Y/N) watching in her wake. 

“I have a feeling this isn’t going to be good,” (Y/N) said. Asami gave her a sympathetic smile. 

“Mako’s just a complicated person. When I dated him-” 

“You and Mako dated?” 

“Yeah, we dated before he and Korra did.” 

“Mako and Korra dated?” (Y/N) leaped to her feet. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know! I didn’t mean--Oh, I’ve messed everything up! I was worried that me being around would put a strain on your guys’ friendship, and now look what’s happened! Korra’s about to beat Mako to a pulp!” 

“Korra’s not going to do that,” Asami said with a laugh. “She’s just going to talk some sense into him.” (Y/N) couldn’t stop fidgeting with her fingers. She felt so anxious. 

“Are you upset that Mako kissed me?” 

“Of course not,” Asami said gently, standing so that she and (Y/N) were face to face. “I got over Mako a long time ago.” 

“And Korra? Is she going to be mad at me?” 

“It’s not your fault and she knows that. Korra wouldn’t be upset with you over something you had no control over.” Asami’s reassuring words put (Y/N) just a bit at ease. But the knot in her stomach tightened as she worried about how Mako and Korra’s conversation would go. Should she have kept what happened to herself? 

---

Korra found Mako easily, standing on the top deck of the ship by himself. “Hey!” She shouted, and Mako tensed. He knew that tone of voice. He turned to face her, raising an eyebrow. 

“What’s up?” He asked, but he had a feeling. Korra and (Y/N) had been getting closer, after all. 

“Care to explain yourself?” Korra asked, crossing her muscular arms over her chest. Mako opened his mouth to speak, but he shut it when no words would come out. He couldn’t even explain himself if he tried. He had laid in bed last night, mentally beating himself for kissing (Y/N). Maybe he had gotten too in the moment when she had told him she actually cared about him. Maybe he did it because he had been wanting to for a really long time. Mako truly didn’t know what he had been thinking. 

“I thought that when she left, the feelings I had for her would leave too,” Mako said quietly. “I did a good job pretending, while she and Bolin were together, but last night she told me that despite the way I had treated her she still cared that somehow she had made me upset. If you want an explanation, I don’t have one, because I don’t even know.” 

“Look,” Korra said, grabbing him by the arm. “We’re going to go inside and you’re going to tell me, Asami, and Bolin what exactly happened the last time you saw (Y/N).” 

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” 

“I don’t really care if you think it’s a good idea. If we’re going to go into the Spirit World to help her get her memories back, then we all need to be on the same page, alright?” 

So Mako stood in the middle of Varrick’s fancy den, the eyes of his three closest friends curiously boring into him. With a deep breath, Mako began recalling the last time he saw (Y/N). 

---

Mako had just finished dinner with Asami when he began his walk to the pro-bending arena for practice. It was still early enough in the evening that people were walking about, but the streets were surprisingly less crowded than he expected. Mako tightened his scarf around his neck and shoved his hands into his coat pockets as a cool breeze flitted through the spring air. 

He was rounding the corner when he saw a familiar figure, huddling further into their coat and ducking their head down. Mako recognized the head of (color) hair and the way her fingers just barely peaked out of the sleeves that were too sizes too big for her. “(Y/N)?” He asked, coming to a stop. Her head snapped up at hearing her voice, and she took a staggered step back once she recognized Mako. He recognized the familiar sight of her tear-stained cheeks and watery eyes. “Are...are you okay?” 

And he knew he probably should be colder to her, considering what she had done to Bolin, but she looked so...sad. She gripped onto the edges of her jacket tightly, as if she was trying to hide in it, as she shook her head as her bottom lip trembled. “I messed up. I’m an idiot, I’m such an i-idiot and I-” She started crying again, her shoulders trembling as she brought a hand up to cover her mouth. 

“What happened?” Mako asked. “Are you hurt?” She shook her head furiously. 

“I saw-” She was trying to speak, but her own tears were getting in the way. She tried to wipe away her tears but they just kept falling. 

“Listen,” He said, gripping her by the shoulders. “I have to run. Meet me in the park at ten, okay? By the riverbank. We can sit down and talk and figure whatever’s going on out, alright?” (Y/N) looked up at him, nodding as she wiped away her tears. 

“Okay,” She said, her voice quiet as she tried her hardest not to let it wobble. “Thank you, Mako. I-I’ll explain everything.” She nodded determinedly and gave him a watery smile. “I’ll see you later.” 

Mako smiled too, despite himself. “Okay. Ten, don’t forget.” 

“Okay.” They walked away from each other, but he turned around countless times until she became lost in the crowd. He hated to leave her like that, but he had to get to practice. He couldn’t have anyone being suspicious about what he was doing: Bolin was still in the process of getting over her and the last thing he needed was finding out that Mako had seen a hysterical (Y/N) back in Republic City. 

When practice ended, Mako walked as quickly as he could to the park. He made up a story to Bolin about swinging by a store to get a new pair of shoes to get away from him. But when he reached the park at the exact spot he had told (Y/N) to meet him, just a few minutes before ten, she was nowhere to be found. Mako waited until late into the night and became angrier with each passing minute. He should have known that she would treat him the same way she had treated Bolin. 

So he returned home and had continued on with life, trying to forget about the night that he had found her sobbing, and was grateful that months passed without seeing her again.

---

Mako knew when he had finished his story and looked at Bolin that his brother was furious. “If you had told me,” Bolin said, his voice scarily low, “We wouldn’t be in this mess. She might still have her memories!” 

“You don’t know that,” Mako countered. “Just because she didn’t show up that night doesn’t mean that was when she lost her memories.” Mako looked to both Korra and Asami for reassurance, but both stared at him sadly. “Right?” He asked, and the guilt was starting to settle in his stomach. He had been so angry, so upset at (Y/N), for something that she might not have had any control over. Maybe if he had stayed with (Y/N), all of this never would have happened. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” Mako said. “I was trying to look out for you. You were just starting to be okay again. I couldn’t ruin that.” Bolin set his jaw, clenching and then releasing his fists. 

“You can’t start thinking about the what ifs, Bolin,” Asami said, leaning over to place her hand on his. “She’s here now, right? And for the most part, she’s okay.” 

Bolin remained silent until a knock sounded against the heavy wooden doors of the den. (Y/N) peaked inside, her smile falling once she found all four of them gathered together and realized what the topic of discussion must be. “Dinner will be ready soon,” She said, before shutting the door. 

(Y/N) didn’t think she had ever experienced a more uncomfortable meal. No one had said a word since they sat down, so (Y/N) ate her food and wondered what on earth they could have been talking about before she had entered the den. She knew it had to have been about her, otherwise they wouldn’t have met, just the four of them. She glanced over at Bolin, who sat uncharacteristically far from Mako. 

She looked at Korra, dramatically raising her eyebrows and just slightly nodding her head toward the two boys. Korra gave (Y/N) an awkward smile, which all but confirmed (Y/N’s) suspicions about what had caused the two brothers to be so tense around each other. She cleared her throat to speak. “Asami taught me a few defensive moves today. I wasn’t very good, but hopefully I’ll be better tomorrow.” 

Bolin smiled at (Y/N), but she could tell it was straining him. “That’s great!” And he didn’t continue. She had only talked to Bolin a handful of times, but he always had much more to say than that. She rolled her eyes, tired of the weirdness that was culminating around the room. 

“Look, I know it’s strange, what happened between Mako and I, but it was honestly just an emotions thing. We were arguing and he probably got so mad at me he didn’t know what to do.” 

Mako’s wide amber eyes flashed up at her, his face instantly paling. He shook his head and (Y/N) tilted hers to the side in confusion. “What are you talking about?” Bolin questioned. 

“You know, the kiss last night?” Korra choked as she sipped her tea. “That’s why everything’s so weird right now, isn’t it?” As she looked at the faces around the room--Korra’s mix of fright and amusement, Asami’s surprise, Mako’s shame, and Bolin’s shock--(Y/N) realized immediately that she had miscalculated. Horribly. 

“Actually it wasn’t,” Bolin said, narrowing his eyes at his brother. “Mako conveniently left it out during our discussion today.” 

“Just use some Avatar powers on me the next time I’m about to say something stupid, okay?” (Y/N) asked Korra. The girl humored her with a salute. 

“I think I’m going to finish dinner in my room,” Bolin said, taking his plate and getting up from the table. The group watched as he walked out of the room, slamming the door shut on his way out. (Y/N) turned to Mako. 

“I’m so sorry!” She said quickly. “I thought he knew and that’s why everything was so weird!” 

“No,” Mako sighed. “Bolin was mad at me for a different reason.” Mako’s eyes met hers and he gave her a smile. “He was bound to find out eventually.” 

“I hope I haven’t ruined anything between you two.” (Y/N) had been so worried about causing rifts between the group, and that’s all she had done today! She thought about keeping her mouth shut permanently unless she was spoken to. 

“It’s alright,” Mako said. “Really. This isn’t the first time Bolin has been upset with me and it won’t be the last. I’ll talk to him once he’s calmed down.” (Y/N) nodded, turning back to her dinner. She probably shouldn’t talk to Bolin, but she wanted to. 

---

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Was chatting with @rasnak2 about Krew+ Halloween costumes and remembered that time I sent them all to a costume party at Varrick's. For background, the invitation said "Come as something you are not."

Asami walked up the short flight of steps to the door of Varrick and Zhu Li’s mansion. Iroh squeezed her hand briefly, then let go. She pushed back the long sleeve of her robe, preparing to knock.

“Hey!”

She turned to see four shapes coming up the narrow walk behind them. Korra was in front, wearing what were unmistakably Bolin’s olive-green vest and dark breeches. On her hands were two elbow-length red gloves covered in… were those pebbles? From where Asami stood, it looked like she’d glued them on.

“I told you it was them,” she called to a brown, oblong shape behind her. “Nobody else stands that straight.”

“I didn’t say it wasn’t,” the brown thing said in Bolin’s voice. Asami realized his face was sticking out through an oval in the fabric, but he’d painted it to match the rest of the costume. All that was visible were his green eyes.

“Um,” Iroh said beside her. “Bolin? What, er, that’s a fascinating outfit.”

“I’m a rock,” he said proudly. “You know, earthbender, rock? I'm turning the tables. My old friend Xi from the Nuktuk days still does costumes. I told her what I wanted and she whipped this right up! It’s so awesome. I bet I’m the only rock here.”

“I’m sure you will be,” laughed Opal, who’d followed directly behind him. She’d dressed all in russet and white, with pointed ears, and had the most obvious costume of the bunch. Her fluffy striped tail bounced jauntily behind her.

“Wow,” said Bolin as they reached the bottom of the stairs. “You two went all-out! Unlike Detective What’s-a-Costume back there.” He jerked his thumb behind him.

“I have a costume!” Mako snapped. “I just didn’t want to drive over in it. It’s hard to see.”

“What is it?” As far as Asami could tell he was dressed normally.

Mako sighed. “I suppose it’s time.” Then he pulled out a nylon stocking from his pocket and pulled it over his head. “There.”

Iroh made a little humming noise. “Koh the Face Stealer. I like it.” Asami snorted and he looked at her. “You know, the spirit who—”

She laughed. “I know who Koh is. But that’s not it.”

Iroh raised an eyebrow under his enormous green hat. “No?”

“No,” said Mako, shaking his head with what looked like suppressed laughter. “I’m a robber. Spirits, I know you’re not a cop, but haven’t you seen any of those movers? Where the bank robbers use stockings to hide their face?”

“Oh,” said Iroh. “No, I haven’t.”

“Mako really put in the effort,” Korra said dryly.

“At least I don’t have rocks on my hands. How are you going to eat anything?”

“What are you, Kor?” Asami asked. She hadn’t been able to figure it out.

Korra dropped into a classic earthbending stance. “Lavabender!”

Asami burst out laughing.

“That’s actually really creative,” said Iroh. “I’m impressed.”

Korra straightened, smiling brightly. “Thanks, Fireball. I figured ‘come as something you are not’ meant I should pick the only thing I couldn’t bend.”

“Wait,” said Opal the Fire Ferret. “But what are you two? Earth King and Queen?”

“Kind of,” said Asami. She gave a little bow. “Lady Tienhai and the last king of Mo Ce.”

Bolin’s eyebrows shot up. “Who and the what?” The others looked just as confused.

Iroh grinned, his false goatee pulling oddly at his dimples. “Bit of local history. I thought you’d know it being from here. Republic City sits on top of land that used to belong to the Earth Kingdom pre-unification, the former kingdom of Mo Ce. Lady Tienhai was a spirit guardian. She fell in love with the young king and gave up her immortality to marry him. They lived many happy years together, but when she died in her mortal form, another spirit became angry and leveled the city.”

Mako frowned. “Those are pretty intricate robes though. Did you guys rob the museum or something?”

“Asami did everything!” Iroh wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. “There aren’t a lot of pictures of either of them, but a few old mosaics have been discovered, plus a general knowledge of western Earth Kingdom clothing of the time. Isn’t it amazing?”

Their friends looked at them blankly as she blushed.

“You two,” said Korra finally, “are the biggest dorks that I’ve ever met. And I live with Tenzin on an island full of monks.”

Asami smiled as Iroh beamed at her. In truth, she’d wanted to go as a pirate, but thought he’d appreciate something obscure and historical. It hadn’t even been that hard. Just some research, a few sketches, and a handful of trips to her tailor’s. She had to build Iroh’s hat though. It wasn’t much more than an injection molding covered in felt, but she’d thought it had turned out well and was rather proud of it. Seeing him so obviously pleased made her feel warm to the tips of her toes. With any luck he'd spend the entire night telling anyone he could corner about the history of his costume while completely forgetting to be shy.

Iroh tucked his arm through hers, his long green robes flapping softly. “Ready, my queen?”

Asami lifted her hand and knocked.

[boltwrites]

Can you do a headcanon threesome with nuktuk but like instead of the reader in the middle bolin is?

kinktober 2020 | this week’s list

A/N: this is a continuation of these headcanons except uh, Bolin is in the middle of the sandwich and i - hn. ANYWAY, i’m sorry these took so long i wanted to make sure they were actually good. also LONG POST

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your relationship with Bolin and Nuktuk was... progressing

after that first night together, you had spent almost every night since between both of them in some way or another. either with them both taking you like that first night, or one watching while the other had you, or one of them in your mouth with the other fucking you - 

basically, you had trouble walking for a while, but it was worth it, it was so worth it

however, outside of the bedroom, you usually had to alternate boys when you went on dates. they just looked so similar that it would have drawn suspicion, especially if either of them wanted to hold your hand or kiss your cheek

you were on one such date with Nuktuk - to a sweet, secluded little restaurant - when he dropped a bomb on you

“I think Bolin needs to blow off some steam,” he started out slow, confident as he sipped his drink. you shrugged. 

“I guess,” you replied, taking a bite of your food. he really was trying so hard when it came to pleasing you, now that Nuktuk was involved. he did seem more stressed.

“I think we should fuck him,” Nuktuk replied, as if he was talking about the weather. you choked on your steak

when you finally stopped dying, you looked at Nuktuk like he was insane. “what!?” this whole relationship was just an organized series of heart attacks

Nuktuk rolled his eyes, chewing on his own food. he waited until he had swallowed to speak again - “you heard me. we put ole Bo in the middle. not as much for him to worry about, like that. he can enjoy himself.”

you blinked at Nuktuk. “and you would be ok with that?” you asked. you were definitely ok with it, and you had to cross your legs under the table the more your thought about what Nuktuk was considering

Nuktuk shrugged, pushing his food around on his plate, and oh - was he blushing a little?

“why wouldn’t I be?” he replied, with a little grin, a raised eyebrow, trying to hide his embarrassment - and it clicked a little more. he... liked Bolin. your brain provided you with a convenient slideshow of all the time Nuktuk had encouraged Bolin in the bedroom, any time his eyes had raked over his counterpart’s - and you understood immediately

“I think we could manage it,” you replied, with a little grin back. the air around the two of you was lighter after that - Nuktuk was almost vibrating with anticipation, and you thought it was adorable. you thought that Bolin would be into it too - you had seen the way he watched you and Nuktuk, and you had a feeling he wouldn’t be opposed

that night, after your date, the apartment was filled with tension as you two waited for Bolin to get home. he was working later than usual tonight, and for the first time, you saw Nuktuk nervous

“I’m not nervous. I’m the hero of the south,” he huffed, crossing his arms and pouting. “sure you’re not,” you replied, with a little kiss to his cheek. “why don’t you go wait in the bedroom - Bolin will be home soon. I think I should talk to him about it first.”

so, Nuktuk did as you asked, and when Bolin arrived home, you broke the news to him. as expected, he turned beet red.

“I-he-me?” Bolin pointed to his own chest and you nodded. Bolin’s eyes widened like he couldn’t believe that of all people, Nuktuk was interested in him, and you had to try your best not to giggle. it was clear that Bolin was interested - even a little starry-eyed. but when he looked at you, he was nervous

“it’s not weird, is it?” he asked, his eyes so full of worry. you shook your head violently. “of course not!” you replied. but Bolin pressed more “and you don’t mind?” “why would I mind?” you were confused, and Bolin shrugged, with a “well, you’re dating both of us, but us dating each other...” “Bolin, i don’t mind! Nuktuk asked me first, and I already told him it was fine!”

that seemed to quell some of his fears, but his hesitance made you nervous. “listen, we can ease into this, if you want” “that would be nice,” Bolin smiled at you, soft. you hugged him tight, and that night, instead o having them both, you all settled in for a nice cuddle before you all fell asleep

for the next week, you made sure that Bolin and Nuktuk could have the house to themselves a few times, for their own little dates. they couldn’t go out, of course, but you could, and you spent the next couple nights either shopping yourself, or with friends

but that Friday? when you came home, there were no boys to be seen

“Bo?” you called out, setting down your leftovers from the dinner you had with some of your work friends. “Nuktuk?” you called, peeking your head down the hallway.

“bedroom!” Bolin called, and his voice sounded a little - breathless - oh!

you threw the leftovers in the icebox and tossed your jacket over the couch before you almost sprinted to the bedroom

Bolin and Nuktuk were already on the bed - both still clothed, or, at least, Bolin was clothed. Nuktuk had taken off his signature vest, but was otherwise covered, and you could see a dark mark forming on Bolin’s neck

“wow, starting without me?” you breathed, unable to take your eyes off of them. Bolin pouted, as if you had an actual problem, and he grumbled “I told him to wait until you got back-” “Y/n was taking too long,” Nuktuk grumbled back, and you giggled at the both of them bickering

“well, I’m here now, so, go ahead,” you gestured to the both of them, and Bolin blushed as Nuktuk grinned and pulled him closer, urging Bolin into his lap. Bolin was as red as anything, and you smiled as you kicked off your shoes to join them on the bed.

“oh Bo, look at that pretty mark he gave you,” you murmured, wrapping your arms around Bolin’s waist. he made a little noise as you kissed over it, and Nuktuk smirked devious. “thank you. I try,” he replied, and Bolin whined between you.

you slid your hands under Bolin’s shirt, nodding for Nuktuk to pull Bolin in for a kiss, and he did. you watched, transfixed, as Bolin moaned for him, still a little shy, as he opened his mouth and let Nuktuk take full control of the kiss

you trailed your hands up Bolin’s chest, mostly just watching them as Nuktuk kissed him with a passion you weren’t expecting. but fuck, they were pretty together, and your hands trailed lower, nudging the edge of Bolin’s waistband, and he whimpered

“do you feel good, Bo?” you asked, as Nuktuk wrapped an arm around Bolin’s waist, to pull him closer. you chuckled and edged closer to them both as well, even as Bolin’s hands wrapped around Nuktuk’s shoulders, tangling them in his hair as Nuktuk’s hands drifted lower - 

great minds think alike, you supposed, as you took this as your cue to drag your hands along Bolin’s clothed thighs, applying gentle pressure to the bulge in his pants just to hear Bolin moan loud against Nuktuk’s mouth

“Nuktuk,” you mumbled, squeezing Bolin soft through his pants. “i think we’re all wearing too much”

he agreed, even if he didn’t want to stop kissing Bolin. you both pulled back, you to discard your own shirt and work at the buttons of your pants, and Nuktuk to throw Bolin’s shirt off the bed

“I don’t know why you wear shirts,” Nuktuk mumbled, between kissed to Bolin’s neck. Bolin moaned, rocking his hips against Nuktuk as you reached around to unbutton them. it was difficult in the current configuration, but you managed

“because it gets cold,” Bolin grumbled, and Nuktuk shook his head. “that’s a stupid reason.” you couldn’t help but laugh at their dumb argument. 

“personally, I would love it if you never wore shirts, Bo,” “oh, so now you’re taking his side!” 

you all burst out laughing, some of the awkward tension dissipating as you leaned over to share a tiny kiss with Nuktuk, and press some kisses to Bolin’s cheeks as well. “what? I just think you’re pretty” you mumbled to him, with more kisses. he grinned back at you, but the grin quickly turned into a moan as you slid your hands down his pants to grip at him

“oh, Y/n-!” Bolin gasped, rocking into your touch. you kissed his neck, gentle, and Nuktuk tried to slide Bolin’s pants down as much as he could, squeezing his ass as he went.

“I think no pants would be a good idea too,” Nuktuk murmured, with a well-placed squeeze, rocking Bolin into your touch. he keened, and you shared a wicked grin with Nuktuk

but, you couldn’t tease Bolin like this forever. eventually, you managed to rearrange yourselves and disrobe in the process. you lay back against the bed, Bolin on top of you, and Nuktuk behind him

“c’mere Bo,” you mumbled, wrapping your hands in his hair and pulling him close. he moaned gentle, wrapping his arms around you and holding you gently. he pressed into you slow - he was so worked up that he had to, but you keened at the feeling of him, tugging on his hair and holding him so close.

“mm, you feel so good,” you praised him, covering him in kisses. you knew that this was new for him, and you wanted to provide him with all the support in the world

especially as Nuktuk draped himself over Bolin, rubbing two slicked fingers against his entrance

“ready for me, sweetheart,” he mumbled against Bolin’s ear, and Bolin shivered, even as you rubbing your hands up and down his back, soothing him. “yeah,” he mumbled, and you felt him twitch inside you - just how excited he was for it

Nuktuk started with a single finger, but spirits, was Bolin into it, nuzzling into your neck as you pet through his hair, his hips rocking into your in time with Nuktuk’s thrusts

when he added the second finger, though, was when things got interesting. he managed to find that spot inside of Bolin that made him arch hard, gasping against your neck as he shook

“oh, there?” Nuktuk asked, a devious grin across his face as he pressed his fingers against that spot harder, just to hear Bolin scream

“don’t tease him,” you warned, holding Bolin close as you pouted at Nuktuk. “he’s gonna come if you don’t calm down.”

“fuck, that soon?” Nuktuk asked, and Bolin whined out a gentle, “no, I’m not-” but the way he shook when Nuktuk pressed against that spot again told a different story

Nuktuk purposefully avoided that spot as he opened Bolin the last little bit, kissing the back of his neck as he removed his fingers and Bolin whined at the loss of contact

“please -” he moaned, but he didn’t have to wait long. it only took Nuktuk a second to slick himself up and start to press into Bolin, and both of the boys gasped at the feeling

“fuck, Bo, how are you so-” Nuktuk’s thighs shook as he tried to slide in slowly. “-tight?”

Bolin couldn’t even reply with words - just strangled moans as he ground against you, then back against Nuktuk. you were the only one that had some semblance of composure, but even that was dubious, because fuck, the feeling of Bolin inside you when he shook like that was so good, and you loved seeing him fall apart like this

finally, Nuktuk seated himself inside Bolin, wrapping an arm around his waist and pressing his forehead to Bolin’s back to catch his breath. you laughed a little, lightly, at Nuktuk’s lack of composure. fuck, they were both so pretty like that

“move, please,” you begged, wiggling back against Bolin. despite the lovely visuals, you were getting a little impatient. “I don’t care if it’s Bo, or Nuk-”

the breath was ripped out of your throat in a sweet moan as Nuktuk thrust out of Bolin as back in, the force of it pressing Bolin into you with a cry, and fuck, if it didn’t feel good.

“like that?” Nuktuk asked, with a stupid smug look, even though he was breathless and sweaty already. Bolin was shaking, barely able to hold on.

“yeah,” you gasped, and Nuktuk started up a rhythm, fucking into Bolin deep and steady as you held him close, grinding against him from the other side. Bolin was gasping, barely able to do anything other than shake and moan between you two, his hips twitching as he tried to hold himself back

“c’mon, Bo,” you mumbled, as Nuktuk thrust into him harder, starting to lose control. you pet through his hair, kissing his forehead, his cheeks - then pulling him in for a sweet kiss, holding his face in your hands and swallowing his moans. “come for us, baby. show us how pretty you are.”

“fuck, please, Bo,” Nuktuk added, wrapping an arm tight around Bolin’s chest, making him keen. “wanna feel how tight you get when you come. wanna feel you lose it so bad on my dick -”

Bolin made a strangled noise, gasping hard as he came between the two of you, and you moaned at the feeling of him filling you, those final grinds as Nuktuk thrust into Bolin hard, pressing against you just right and sending you over the edge with him, your orgasm making Bolin cry out louder as you clamped down tight around him.

Nuktuk came soon after, with a few hard, rough thrusts into Bolin. he came with a strangled moan, grinding against Bolin’s ass as he filled him, and Bolin made the sweetest surprised noise at the feeling of it. you laughed, petting through his hair and kissing his cheeks sweet as you all calmed down

[littlemisspp]

Invisible String | Mako

Chapter 3 | Chapter 5

Chapter 4

It was almost daybreak, the sun beginning to rise over the towers in the city skyline. I sighed, resting my elbow on the side of the piano as I laid my head in my hand. My eyes lost focus on the outdoors, my mind wondering back the night before.

We were inches apart. I could smell his cologne, a rich woody scent laced with the smell of soap. His breath fanned over my face, my heart nearly beat out of my chest.

I was up all night, restless in bed as I laid awake.

I should have said more. I should have mentioned it on the ride home.

After I finished my conversation with the stage mangers I met him in his police kart, not another word was spoken about the almost-sorta-maybe-kiss that happened in the concert hall.

He kept our minds busy with questions about the benefit, and useless information about the guestlist. I didn't care about who was coming, all I could think or care about was him.

He almost kissed me.

If we didn't get interrupted would he have done it?

The way his hand grabbed mine, the sour sounding keys being pushed meant nothing in that moment. It was like something out of a daydream.

Just for a split moment I saw him with his eyes closed, lips pursed as he leaned into me. He was gorgeous, beyond something I could have drawn up in a dream.

I look down at my hands, the light pink polish still smooth under the creeping sunlight. I trace the ivory keys with my fingers, a small laugh coming when I think back to showing him how to play a D major chord.

He was so clueless when it came to the piano, but something about that enchanted me even more. He was so excited to learn about it, so eager to listen.

A faint smile crosses my lips at the memory, the events still so recent I could almost feel the heat radiating off the top of his hand into my palms.

Hours later I'm woken up to someone shaking me. Startled, my eyes widen as Vera stands in her nightgown looking down at me.

"Did you sleep here all night?" she asks, standing straight as I sit up.

I nod, rubbing the back of my neck.

"I don't remember lying down here" I confess, my back suddenly aching from sleeping on the cramped couch.

"How was your rehearsal with Mako?" Vera asks, plopping herself into the arm chair across from me.

I smile, hands dancing around the fabric of my nightgown.

"He almost kissed me"

Vera's blue eyes widen in shock, a look of surprise crossing her face.

"Wow, El" she snickers, "I didn't think you had in ya"

I blush, standing from my spot as I move to go into the kitchen. I needed tea.

"We didn't actually kiss though" I frown, pulling a cup from the drawer. "We were interrupted"

"So he's definitely into you" Vera announces, leaning against the counter.

I shrug, "It could have been a spir of the moment"

Vera rolls her eyes, my hands going to collect the kettle to heat some water.

"Men don't just kiss women randomly if they aren't interested in them" She lectures, "Especially without any wine in their system."

A smile graces my lips as I look down at the kettle.

She was right. He did want to kiss me.

Moments later my father strolls in, already dressed for the day.

"Morning" He greets, kissing both of our foreheads. "I am going to be out for the afternoon, I have a meeting down at the clinic"

"Alright" Vera smiles, "Do you want us to pick up Bo?"

"That would be wonderful, yes" He nods, "Her school ends at 2"

We nod, watching him hurry out of the kitchen with a thermos of coffee.

"Mail is here" He calls from the other room, the sound of the door closing telling us we were now alone.

I pour two cups, placing tea bags in both as I follow my sister into the parlor. I set them down, watching as she shifts through the letters brought by the morning mail run.

She stops on the last one, face changing from bored to serious. She drops the other envelopes on the table and sits down beside me.

"What's wrong?" I hum, sipping the hot drink.

"It's a letter from Iroh" Vera whispers, fingers holding the tan colored envelope.

"Are you going to open it?" I ask, noting her sad expression.

"I don't know" she whispers, sad eyes studying the handwriting.

Iroh and Vera were a couple when we were staying in the Fire Nation a few years back. They met the first week we were there when we were having dinner with Fire Lord Zuko and hit it off right away. My parents were convinced they were going to get married. But his busy schedule with the United Forces took him all around the world, not allowing him much time for love or for Vera.

So he ended things the day before we were set to leave. Vera wasn't over it for a long time. I still wonder if she truly is now.

I pat her shoulder, watching her quickly reach up to wipe her eyes with her sleeve.

"I'll leave you alone" I whisper, standing from the couch and going into the kitchen.

After an hour I come out of my room, dressed for the day as I move back into the parlor. Vera was sitting stone faced in front of the fire, the thin slip of paper between her fingers. I could tell she had been crying, her cheeks puffy and eyelids red.

I sit beside her, hand on her shoulder as she sniffs.

"I'm alright" She declared, clearing her throat.

"What did he say?" I ask gently, watching her stand from the couch.

"Nothing of note" She shrugged, arms folded on her chest. "He wanted to make sure we were settled in and that I was happy"

I nod, biting my cheek. I was never good at giving relationship advice, saying I had never been in a relationship before.

"I don't want to dwell on it" She states, "Let's do something fun"

I nod, standing beside her.

"Like what?"

She walks to the window, eyes peering out over the bustling city.

"We have this whole city at our fingertips, let's do some exploring!"

We walked down the busy streets of Republic City, our arms locked together as we window shopped and discovered the sights of our new home. It was a lot busier than I had expected it to be. I always thought Ba Sing Se was the craziest place in the world, but Republic City had taken the crown.

People were everywhere, cars roaring by on the street as we weaved through crowds of merchants and families. Vera had bought a few new outfits, declaring "Shopping was the best medicine." She picked out silk skirts and ruffled tops, a few pieces of jewelry and a new scarf.

Now, after what felt like our 100th store, we settled at a small cafe to enjoy warm cups of jasmine tea. We sat on the patio under the cloth tent roof, people passing by on the street as we took in the sights and sounds of the city.

"I can't believe you didn't find anything you liked" Vera mused, sitting across from me with her pile of bags.

I shrug, stirring my tea.

"I didn't see anything that called to me" I say, "I am still looking for a gown to wear to the benefit"

"Are you going to invite Mako?" She asks, lips curling into a smirk.

Leave it to your big sister to tease the daylights out of you.

"I don't know" I confess, "I don't want to rush things. It could be awkward"

Vera waves it off, "I'm sure he'd be thrilled to go."

I open my mouth to protest but the sound of yelling makes us turn. On the sidewalk stood Mako. He was dressed in grey, out of his police uniform as he whispers harshly to the man beside him.

My eyes widen, pulse rising as Vera sends me a quick smirk.

"Come join us!" She calls, waving the men over.

I kick her under the table and hear her hiss in pain as the boys make their way over to us.

"Elena" Mako smiles

"Hey, Mako" I reply, "This is my sister, Vera. I'm not sure if you have properly met"

"Nice to finally meet you" Vera grins, shaking his hand as I roll my eyes.

"This is my brother, Bolin" Mako introduces, "Bolin, this is Elena and Vera Shen. Dr. Shen's daughters"

"Pleasure to meet you ladies" Bolin grins.

Bolin was a little shorter than Mako, his smile a little goofier as I could tell he was the less-serious one of the two.

"So, what brings you to our side of town?" Mako asks, turning to me.

"We were shopping" I say, "Vera suggested we do some exploring."

"There is a great store a few blocks that way" Bolin suggested, "Sells incredible belts with really nice leather-"

"Ignore him" Mako groans, nudging his brother. "He thinks he can buy anything he sees now that he is a mover star"

"A mover star?" Vera asks puzzled, "You are?"

"Sure am" Bolin smirks, "You're looking at Nuktuk- Hero of the South"

Mako rolls his eyes as Vera's eyebrows raise in awe.

"That is really cool" I smile, "I'm sure you've met a lot of cool people"

"Sure have" Bolin bragged, "Tons of famous people. Ginger was my co-star, who was totally into me by the way. And I'm best friends with the Avatar-"

"You're best friends with Avatar Korra?" Vera gasps.

Mako sends his brother a sideways look, my eyes wide in surprise.

"What is the Avatar like?" I ask, "I've read a lot about her"

Bolin shrugs, looking at his hands.

"She's cool" He muses, then smacking Mako's shoulder. "He's the one you should ask though, that's his ex-girlfriend"

I almost choke on my drink, eyes wide as I look at Mako.

"Your ex-girlfriend is Avatar Korra?" I exclaim.

Vera chuckles, twirling her spoon in her cup, "Oh boy"

Mako scratches the back of his neck, "We were together once, yes"

Bolin laughs, "He's a humble guy. Korra was head over heels for him. They broke up but then she almost died and forgot and he had to break it off with her again"

I stare at the brothers wide eyed, mouth slightly open as my mind rushes to process what I had learned.

Mako dated the AVATAR? I knew he was out of my league but this.... This was crazy.

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[legendary-defender-of-fandoms]

Avatar Hunk AU Sneak Peek

So, I wanted to have a few Avatar Hunk stories ready for @hunk-appreciation-week , but I bit off more than I could chew & don’t have any of them done. To compensate, I thought I would share some backstory, Headcanon, story ideas, and other stuff that I want to put in my Avatar Hunk AU.

Part 1 - The Premise

Before I get too far, I need to give credit where credit is due. @avatarpabu97 was the one who originated the idea of Hunk being the new Avatar. I thought it was cute at first, but the more they shared about their Headcanon & the more I thought about it, the more I realized how it was a fantastic idea. It fit with the cycle of the preceding Avatar shows, it gave our favorite sunshine boi a chance to shine, and it could lead to some awesome stories that combine the best of Voltron AND Avatar! @avatarpabu97 had a lot of cool ideas for what kind of Bender everyone would be and who would be where, and our ideas might overlap in some spots. But I had a few ideas of my own for how the Voltron folks would fit in the Avatar universe.

Anyway, the Premise. For my Avatar Hunk AU, it would be set in the world of Avatar about 70-80 years after the events of Legend of Korra. The tech levels would be more advanced than what we have (given their access to Spirit Energy, Bending, etc.), but not quite on, say, Star Trek levels. Korra has died (of old age, or at least peacefully in her home), and the world has started to look for the new Avatar. But given the technological advancements made since Korra’s time, this is seen as more of a side quest by the general public. The White Lotus & the New Air Nation dispatch a few teams, and some ambitious mover producers decide to create game shows to find the new Avatar, but for the rest of the world, life moves on. A new research and development corporation, Galra Tech, starts to make serious advances in harnessing Spirit Energy. The CEO, Zarkon Daibazaal, is a suave businessman who started his company to help people. But having all this power at his disposal leads to corruption, and the chief scientist for his company - his wife, Honerva - has been performing more and more unsettling experiments. They may have plans to invade the Spirit World to reap untold power, conquer the world, yadda yadda yadda. So the Avatar will be needed once more to prevent the exploitation of the Spirit World, another Spirits vs Humans war, and possibly the destruction of the planet? Haven’t planned that far yet.

Part 2 - The Characters

Hunk - Born and raised in Zhao Fu, Tsuyoshi Hershel Seidou Garrett is the only son of Tsuyoshi Garrett, an Earthbender (and a distant descendant of Haru from the original series), and Lisa Seidou, whose family immigrated from the Northern Water Tribe after the Earth Empire dissolved. His nickname was a misnomer, since he was a very small baby, but he quickly grew into it. His parents always knew their child was special (Spirits used to gravitate towards him when he was a baby, he took to Earthbending like a turtle duck to water when he was five, he started Metalbending & helping his father in the family Satomobile shop when he was ten, and he’s always been the sort to end disputes & help those in need), but they wanted Hunk to discover his destiny on his own, let him decide if he should let the world know he is the Avatar. Hunk earns an academic scholarship to the Hiroshi Sato School of Technology & Exploration at Republic City University, where he meets a colorful group of friends & discovers the dangers of Galra Tech’s Spirit Energy experiments. When Hunk starts to realize he’s the Avatar, he’s not sure what to think. I mean, the Avatar is supposed to save the world every other week, isn’t he? And the Avatar’s always been some confident badass who can take out armies by themselves & never backs down from a fight. Hunk wants to help however he can, but he’s not sure he has what it takes to be the Avatar. Until he realizes just how much is on the line, in which case Hunk decides it doesn’t matter if the Spirits made a mistake or if someone else should be the Avatar. He has the ability to help others, and he’ll do whatever he can to save the people he loves.

Gyrgan - Hunk’s animal companion, an Armadillo Lion. Hunk saved him from poachers when he was a cub, and the two have been inseparable ever since. Gyrgan is slow to trust new people, but once he has accepted someone in his life he becomes a giant lap kitty. Threatening those he loves, however, can lead to a death more terrifying than failing an Altean linguistics class. Hunk has taught him proper manners, so he’s not a menace & is permitted to be boarded at RCU. Much like Naga and Appa, he’s huge & can be ridden by Hunk, but typically won’t let others ride.

Lance McClain - A Waterbending mischief maker from Whale Tail Island, Lance and his family move to Zhao Fu when Lance is 12 years old. The two instantly bond over their love of “Nuktuk, Hero of the South” (who, much like Captain America and Wonder Woman, has evolved past his propaganda origins into a pop culture hero with multiple reboots, spinoffs, and Saturday morning cartoons). Lance isn’t quite the scholar Hunk is, but he does manage to get into RCU on a Probending scholarship & is excited to go to his sister Veronica’s alma mater. Until he finds a certain big-eyed mullet boy is on his Probending team & in his classes (not sure how far the Klance stuff is going to go, because I have little writing experience & even less experience with LGBT+ rep. But I want it to keep true to the 30+ years of Klance sexual tension that dates back to GoLion.) Still, when the world starts to fall apart, Lance won’t be left out of the action. (Might also make Lance a descendant of Sokka and Suki, but not sure how to work that into the story)

Katie “Pidge” Holt - The daughter of the head of the Technology department at RCU, Pidge is a child prodigy when it comes to computers. She manages to skip a few grades & get into the Hiroshi Sato School of Technology at the age of 15. Pidge has a pet Owl Cat named Rover who becomes instant besties with Gyrgan. Pidge’s mother was the daughter of Air Acolytes, and Pidge is a skilled Airbender. However, Pidge doesn’t really connect well with others. Until she gets to Computer Algorhithms class and meets Hunk, the first person close to her age who not only understands her techno jargon, but contributes with his own tech knowledge instead of scoffing & calling her a nerd or teacher’s kid. She’s not so sure about his buddy/roommate Lance, but he kind of grows on her & they eventually bond over their love of Space Sword video games. Pidge’s brother Matt was interning at Galra Tech when their experiments in the Spirit World started to spiral out of control, and Pidge will do whatever it takes to bring him home. Even if it means fighting the entirety of the Spirit World.

Keith Kogane - You know how Mako & Bolin had it rough, growing up on the streets after their parents were killed by a Firebender? Now imagine if either one had to do it alone & never knew what happened to their mother because she took off when they were babies. After Keith’s father is killed in a freak industrial accident, the young Firebender falls in with the Blade of Marmora Triad. He’s caught during a raid by Detective Takashi Shirogane and his partner Ulaz, a former Blade, but instead of putting him juvenile detention Shiro decides to give the kid a shot at a new life (maybe he shows mercy to someone the Blades ordered him to kill, or he has impressive Firebending skills, or Shiro’s a sucker for mullets). Keith starts channeling his aggression into Probending, playing against a certain hotshot from Whale Tail Island over the years, and he eventually gets into the Lin Beifong School of Criminal Justice at RCU. He’s less than thrilled to be on the school’s Probending team with Lance, and after Shiro disappears Keith considers dropping out. But when Shiro reappears (backstory below), Keith will put aside his petty rivalry with Lance and help Shiro with taking down Galra Tech once and for all.

Takashi “Shiro” Shirogane - A skilled Metalbender & brilliant detective, Shiro is everything Hunk thinks an Avatar should be. Intuitive, compassionate, a great leader, skilled in a fight - is there any chance Raava can pick this guy to save the world? But one night, Shiro & his partner Ulaz (not sure if they’re just platonic partners or if they’re also partner-partners, also not sure where Adam & Curtis will come in if they exist at all) are sneaking through a Galra Tech laboratory after receiving anonymous tips that Honerva was capturing Spirits to experiment on, an explosion destroys the building. Shiro loses his partner, his arm, and six months of his life (which Honerva May or May not be responsible for). When he finally returns to his Republic City apartment, he’s visibly distraught by the lost time & a vague memory of something horrible coming. Pidge & Hunk work together to make Shiro a prosthetic he controls with Metalbending, at which point Shiro realizes Hunk is the Avatar & warns him about the Spiritpocalypse. Hunk isn’t sure what Shiro expects him to do about it, and Shiro promises to stand by his side in the coming war to defend humanity & avenge Ulaz.

Allura & Coran will also be part of the story, but I haven’t quite figured out their motivations or backstories yet. Allura will be a powerful Healer from the Northern Water Tribe (not sure if she’ll be a Princess or the daughter of Alfor of Altea Industries, a company that was bought out by Galra Tech through shady deals, corporate espionage, and some old friend backstabbing), and Coran will be Varrick’s grandson & heir to Varrick Industries.

Part 3 - The Stories

I’ve only got a couple of plots right now, but more are coming.

1) A New Beginning - this will be a prologue for the series, confirming the death of Avatar Korra & introducing everyone to baby Hunk. We’ll also get to see Tsuyoshi, Lisa, and a bit of their extended family. Expect maximum cuteness. This is the only story I’ve started so far, and I have it all figured out in my head. I just need to transcribe it.

2) The Boy and the Armadillo Lion - this will be how Hunk meets Gyrgan & when he starts to suspect he might be the Avatar. There will be some tough stuff in here regarding poaching, but most of the animal torture will be implied. One of those “this guy needs to be returned to his mother/oh, don’t worry, he’ll be with his mother soon enough” situations. We’ll see “a boy and his future pet” bonding similar to Hiccup & Toothless, lots of fighting & chasing, and Baby’s First Avatar State. Also debating if I want Old Man Meelo to make a cameo. I love the idea of Meelo deciding to be a hermit in the Swamp because the Avatar’s going to need a cooky wise old mentor in the swamp, but it may raise too many questions if he watches Hunk fight off the poachers without doing anything to help. Maybe Hunk will ride through the Swamp on his way to RCU while wrestling with his insecurities about being the Avatar, and after fighting a few Swamp Hallucinations in the form of past Korra baddies Meelo will pop out of nowhere like Rafiki saying something like “You forgot to be the leaf!”

3) A series of vignettes about young Hunk developing his Bending skills. Earthbending sand castles with his dad, figuring out Metalbending while watching him work on his uncle’s racing Satomobile (oh, he has an Uncle Filo who races Satomobiles professionally), thinking he’s using Lavabending to weld a broken pipe (but Tsuyoshi realizes it’s Firebending), healing his friend Lance when he gets scraped up after trying to pull off a Nuktuk dive while their families vacation at Lake Laogai (which, without the Dai Lee hideout, is a fairly popular vacation spot), that sort of thing.

[7les]

Get to know me tag

Tagged by @bossssman

Rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know more

Relationship status: I single and have been for 5 years now. Yikes, that was slightly painful to write.

Favorite color: It used to black (was a emo kid in high school). But now I think its a tie between crimson/deep red or blue, particularly navy or cerulean, but I like all blues. Not all reds; some are too bright. Also not a color, but all the colors, I like HOLO especially on my nails (thanks @simplynailogical for converting me to holosexuality).

Top 3 ships (in no particular order): I liked the backstory between Koichi (the Crawler) x Kazuho (Pop⭐Step) from BNHA Vigilantes. Koichi might be a little too old for her though, and maybe its just a crush for Pop but I thought it was cute.

Kirishima x Bakugo from BNHA. I just think Kirishima is cute and super gay, and clearly loves Bakugo’s manly aura. I think he would potentially help calm Bakugo down too. No other reasoning, just cuteness and gay.

(maybe not anime...I am aware that there is a debate) Korra x Asami from The Legend of Korra. Korra deserves better than Mako and Bolin. I mean do you remember Bolin aggressively kissing Ginger during the filming of The Adventures of Nuktuk: Hero of the South? Gross. Dude needs to chill. On the other hand, Mako has a terrible history of kissing women he’s not dating (or them kissing him I guess). Whatever he doesn’t seem to know what he wants, and that’s never good in a relationship. But Asami, Asami is the best. Beautiful, smart, a crazy good driver, kind, a business owner, Asami is truly a queen. And while Korra is sometimes rash and unthoughtful, I think she is a really courageous and kind person. Anyway, I just think they should be together. Also, I haven’t watched the whole series, because I refuse to do so without my friends who live in Chicago, so please don’t respond to this post with spoilers (I think I just started season 3 on my last trip to their house).

Last songs: I walking home late with my phone on 2% battery, so I was listening to cached liked songs on GooglePlay Music. I guess I was listening to Valley of the Damned by DragonForce. I usually listen to power metal while working out, but I was a little tipsy and walking home at midnightish...so yeah, why not power metal?

Last movie: It’s been a while, but the last one I can remember is Moonstruck. If you’ve never watched it, do it! It has Cher and Nicholas Cage and is also a Christmas adjacent movie (set in NYC during the holiday time). If you’ve ever seen a clip or reference to Cher saying “Snap out of it!” it comes from this movie. Just watch it.

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[iishipallthethings]

Three is (not) a crowd

Story summary:  Two months after Kuvira was defeated, things have finally settled down in Republic City. For better or for worse, Avatar Korra is ready to talk to Asami about the Unspoken Thing between them, however there's something Asami had been hiding from her friends. And that something is Lin Beifong.

Chapter 12: How did it begin exactly?

Korra thanked the ferry attendant as she stepped onto the dock. She looked around and noticed that the docks were busier than usual but she wasn’t that surprised. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow to the sky and the street lamps were flicking on one by one. It was a prime time for a romantic boat ride out in the bay of Republic City. Korra spied several couples boarding on a pleasure boat, each one wearing extravagant clothing that bragged of their class. She felt an impulse of taking Lin and Asami out on one of those boats, or perhaps having a nice picnic in Korra Park. Well away from the statue of course.

The Avatar walked leisurely under the comforting street lamps, humming Nuktuk’s theme song to herself. She didn’t particularly enjoyed the movers, Korra thought they were a bit over the top, but the song did have a catchy tune. She ignored the tantalizing aromas coming from the small shacks and restaurants that were opening up for the night life. Korra was on a mission and she wasn’t going to be distracted, even if those squid being grilled were being spiced up with garlic and butter that would make the flesh melt in her mouth.

After buying a squid to munch on her walk, she made her way deeper into Republic City. Korra finished off her snack quickly and almost backtracked to get another one but restrained herself. What was it about going on personal missions made her so hungry? She was almost as bad as Bolin. Korra made a grimace at that thought.

She walked up to the crest of a hill and looked up at the sky. Korra could see the portal she accidentally created during her final battle with Kuvira rise and disappear into some clouds. After that first time, she never had the inclination to go through the portal. There was so much to be done after all the reconstruction of Republic City and relocating the citizens whose homes were destroyed by Kuvira or were overtaken by the new spirit vines. If Korra narrowed her eyes, she could just make out the barricade that prevented the public from going near the portal. Spirits came and went as they pleased but humans weren’t allowed to enter the Spirit World. Korra shuddered as she remembered the nightmare of having to deal with President Raiko and that sleazy businessman who wanted to turn the portal into some kind of amusement park. The Avatar had been pushed hard that day and it wasn’t a good day to begin with. Lin had came to her rescue before Korra could do something that might end up getting her exiled again. The Chief had stated in more brusque terms that it was a ludicrous idea to allow humans into the Spirit World for mere entertainment. It may anger the spirits and we all saw what happened when a spirit was pissed. Her words and not-so-subtle threat had won that fight and the Police Department was charged with securing and maintaining a perimeter around the new portal. Korra never properly thanked Lin for her help. Maybe she get her something but she didn’t really know what Lin would like, besides metal to bend with. Perhaps Korra could take Lin on a vacation and Asami too. Both women deserved it and Korra was getting itchy from staying in one place for too long. Traveling the world really made her dislike the docile life. They could go to the Fire Nation, the idea came to Korra as swiftly as a fireferret. Asami did have to figure out where to put those tracks after all.

Korra stopped walking as she reached her destination, her goal springing back to the forefront of her mind. She marveled at the Sato headquarters for a bit as she tried to calm herself. Korra hadn’t seen Asami or Lin for a week. Every night Korra was plagued by some very interesting dreams of the two women. Plague probably wasn’t the correct word but she started to see them when she was awake. The tipping point was her meditation session that afternoon. Tenzin was droning on and on about something or other and all Korra could think about was Asami’s mischievous eyes and Lin’s smirk when they had took turns kissing her after their first date.

Korra ended those thoughts as she felt her body heat up. She ignored the budding flame inside her and she took the steps two at a time in her haste. Korra waved to the person behind the desk in the lobby and said she was going to see Asami. The man nodded and wrote something down before gesturing to the elevators placed at the back end of the lobby. One amazing thing about being the Avatar is that most people didn’t question her motivations when she arrived unannounced. Usually.

Once the doors finally opened at the top floor, Korra stepped out and breathed a sigh of relief from escaping the terrible elevator music. She should talk to Asami about fixing that. Korra halted in front of the doors to Asami’s office. She noticed that the mechanic had fixed the hole the Avatar had created the last time she was here. Korra could hear Asami’s voice from the other side of the door and the woman sounded agitated. She opened the door slightly and peaked inside.

Asami held the phone in one hand and was scribbling down something with the other. “Yes, I understand that time is of the essence, Varrick! But we can’t just lay down tracks wherever we want. There are rules!” She listened to whatever Varrick was saying with a frown. “No! Just-” Asami took a deep breath and Korra felt a pang of pity. Varrick wasn’t a man who backed down but neither was Asami. “Put Zhu Li on.” She waited for a moment before speaking again, her voice much more calm. “I’m having a biologist be flown to the Fire Nation as we speak. I already informed him where we would like to put the pillars for the train’s bridge. If he says no, then we can’t build on those areas. It’s as simple as that.” Zhu Li said something and Asami looked relieved at the words. “Thank you, Zhu Li. I’ll see you in a few days.” The relief was short-lived. “No, tell Varrick he cannot bring a journalist to the meeting. This whole project is supposed to be as tight-lipped as possible. If another company catches word that we’re trying to bring the Satostation to the Fire Nation, they might strike first.” Asami listened to Zhu Li’s response and nodded. “Thank you again, Zhu Li. I don’t know how you manage Varrick but I’m glad you’re here to talk sense to him.” She said her goodbyes and hung up the phone. She jumped at the knock on her door and smiled when she saw it was Korra. “Hey, what are you doing here?” Asami glanced at the phone. “You didn’t happen to hear that, did you?”

Korra walked inside the office and ignoring the chairs in front of Asami’s desk, walked right behind the woman and looked over the woman’s head at the notes. She soon lost interest and focused on the questions. “Yeah, I heard. And I wanted to see you.”

Asami chuckled and grabbed one of Korra’s hands to kiss. She didn’t miss the blush on Korra’s face and made note to do the action more. Korra looked exceptionally beautiful when she blushed.

“Are you okay?” Korra asked, gesturing to the phone.

“It’s Varrick,” Asami grumbled, leaning into her chair. She tried to swivel it so she was facing Korra but a hand on the chair stopped the motion. Asami didn’t question it as she continued. “He wants to speed up the project but he’s not used to dealing with all the tiny details like laws and regulations. He might have paid off officials to look the other way but I’m not going to do the same.” She gave the phone a nasty look before tilting her head up to look at Korra. “I don’t want to talk about work anymore. How are you?”

“Bored,” Korra answered. She looked down and noticed how Asami’s shoulders were tensed. Worried she was overstepping her bounds but not having the willpower to stop herself, Korra placed her hands on Asami’s shoulders. When the older woman made no complaint, Korra began to gently knead the flesh, frowning at the knots. She worked at them as gently as she could and almost smirked when Asami murmured something and melted into her touch. Korra put a little more pressure into her massage and Asami responded with a hum and her eyes fluttered shut. Korra smiled and continued to work at her shoulders as she commented, “You’re really responsive, Asami.”

The older woman opened an eye slightly as she responded, “Lin’s worse.” Asami straightened in her chair so Korra could touch more of her comfortably. “I can’t give her a massage without it leading into some fun.” The sultry grin she gave Korra made it obvious what kind of ‘fun’ she was talking about.

Korra gulped and didn’t know what to say to that.

The sudden silence made Asami move out of Korra’s fingers. She looked at the younger woman in concern. “What’s wrong?”

Korra ground her teeth together as she considered whether to ask her question or not. When she looked at Asami and saw how patiently she was looking at her, Korra decided to go through with it. “I want to talk about you and Lin’s relationship.” Asami’s eyes narrowed in confusion and Korra was quick to clarify. “I can’t wrap my head around it. How in the world did you two end up together but not together during those three years I was… gone?”

Asami’s eyebrow rose at the description of her relationship with Lin but she had to admit Korra did have a fair point. If anyone had told her that she would be dating the Chief of Police three years ago, Asami would have probably laughed and tell the person that they should lay off the bottle. “It’s a long and honestly a rather confusing story,” Asami admitted. She gestured to the two open chairs in front of her desk. Ignoring the silent prompt, Korra sat at the edge of the desk. Asami rolled her eyes with a smile but didn’t tell Korra to get off. “Well, like I said before, I was a high profile person so Lin basically became my bodyguard whenever I left Republic City. Sort of like how Mako was made to babysit Wu.” The two shared a look that spoke how much they’d pitied Mako for having to put up with Wu. “I felt bad about the whole thing. I mean, I know there were other things that Lin could be doing instead of watching over me so I tried to accommodate her as much as possible. I set us up in the best hotels that were available. I practically treated her like she was the CEO instead of me.” Asami laughed at the memories. “Of course I paid for everything, even though Lin complained the entire time.” Her face sobered and Korra leaned over to rest her hand over Asami’s. Asami grabbed onto it, grateful for the physical contact. “I was visiting one of the mining facilities in the Earth Kingdom and it didn’t go as plan. One of the miners turned out to be a member of the Red Lotus and he tried to assassinate me.” Korra flinched at the words and Asami kissed her hand soothingly. “I’m fine now, don’t worry. Lin was able to stop him and even hush the whole incident up.”

“But?” Asami hesitated for a moment but answered. “But Lin believed that the attempt was really a ploy to rouse you out of the Southern Water Tribe.” She gave the hand another kiss. “It didn’t work, obviously. It did shake me up though. It was the first time that I wasn’t with anyone from Team Avatar when I was attacked. When Lin and I got back to the hotel, I had a glass of whiskey.” Korra’s sharp eyes made Asami admit, “It was one glass. At first. Lin came in to see if I was okay and I asked her to drink with me. At that point, I pretty much considered her a friend more than a bodyguard. So after a few glasses we started to talk, like really talk. Somehow we ended up talking about failed past relationships and I told her that Tenzin was stupid to let such a beautiful and strong woman slip through his fingers.”

“You seriously said that?” Korra snorted. “That’s really cliche, Asami.”

“I was drunk and it’s true,” Asami countered.

Korra smiled at the little pout on Asami’s lips. “You’re beautiful and strong too,” she said. The pout disappeared like it was never there and Korra felt her heart swell.

“Well anyway, one thing led to another and we woke up on the floor naked.”

“That’s it?” Korra sort of hoped that Asami was going to admit there was some scandalous sex in her story. “No details?”

Asami swatted at Korra’s arm playfully. “You’re a pervert,” she said with a slight grin. “But no, honestly Lin and I don’t remember the exact details but we do know we ended up sleeping together.”

“Is that how you two ended up together?” Now Asami sported a frown and she leaned into her chair. “No. We made an agreement not to speak about it.” From the tone Asami was using, Korra could guess that it was Lin that brought up, and probably ordered, that agreement. “But after a few more trips the same thing happened except we weren’t drunk and we actually made it to the bed this time.”

“Details?” Korra could only imagine what Asami and Lin did that night and she could feel herself become excited from all the images playing in her head.

This time Asami smirked up at Korra. “Ask Lin if you really want to know. I’m not telling you squat.” The way that Korra blushed told Asami of what she was thinking about. It made her feel sexy to know that she could elicit such a reaction from Korra. “Lin and I made a deal. Whenever I went out of Republic City and Lin came along, we would have a night to ourselves. That didn’t last long however. One night after a trip, I had a nightmare and called Lin over. I didn’t actually expect her to show up but she did. That’s when we got together but we didn’t know we were together until you pointed it out.”

Korra stayed quiet for a bit when Asami finished talking. “That’s quite a story, Asami.”

Asami shrugged. “It’s a better story than how I met Mako. Hopefully, this story will have a happy ending.”

“I hope so too,” Korra agreed. “We should watch ourselves though. I don’t want to imagine how Lin would react if we broke up with her.”

The older woman laughed and nodded. “She would probably try to throw our asses in jail.” Asami looked at Korra who was chuckling at the joke. She was absolutely beautiful and the way she was sitting on her desk sent a tingle of desire down Asami’s back. The mechanic stood from her chair and moved closer to Korra, gently parting the Avatar’s legs so she was in between them. The laughter ended in a nervous giggle as Korra gazed at Asami. The sudden timid nature pulled at Asami’s heart and she couldn’t stop herself from kissing Korra. The three of them hadn’t discussed if it was okay to show affection to one another when it was only two of them, but Asami didn’t think that Lin would mind if she shared a semi-innocent kiss with Korra. When she pulled back Asami smirked at the dark blue eyes and the lips that were now tinged with red from her lipstick. “We should have a date night tomorrow at my place,” Asami suggested. “We haven’t seen each other for a week. I need a break and I’m sure Lin does too.” She bit her bottom lip deliberately and Korra’s eyes darted down as her hands found themselves lightly clutching Asami’s waist. She leaned forward to brush her lips against Korra’s ear, whispering low into it. “Spend the night with us.” She let her teeth scrape against Korra’s earlobe and a soft gasp was her reward. “Besides, you’ve seen Lin and I naked. It’s only fair that we see you too.” Asami felt Korra shiver as her breath tickled her ear. She leaned back and saw how dark Korra’s eyes became and her lips slightly parted as she breathed a little harder than usual. Lin and Korra really did have a lot in common. A little nibble on her bottom lip and some hushed words and both women would be restraining themselves lest they lose control of themselves. Asami would have felt a little bad that she was wounding Korra up like this but it sent a surge of glee knowing she had such a hold on the younger woman.

Despite the way her body behaved, Korra still voiced her reluctance. “Isn’t a little too soon? I mean it will be only our second date and uh-”

When Korra continued to stammer out excuses, Asami did feel a little abashed. Maybe she was a little too hasty. The mechanic wrapped her arms around Korra’s shoulders and kissed her chastely on her cheek. She moved back enough to look into Korra’s conflicted eyes. Asami took comfort that she could feel Korra’s thumbs rubbing lazy circles into her shirt. “It’s true that we’ve been dating for such a short period of time but we’ve known each other for years and we’ve been through so much.” She moved her right hand so that it was now cupping Korra’s cheek. The younger woman nuzzled against the palm instinctively and Asami felt another rush of affection for the younger woman. “But if you don’t want to, that’s okay too. We can wait until you’re ready. Lin’s a little harder to read but neither of us want to push you too fast and make you uncomfortable.”

Korra looked at Asami with her soft smile and warmth in her eyes. Asami was willing to wait until she was ready to take that next step. And Lin would probably kick her ass if she rushed into things that she wasn’t completely okay with. A part of her was nervous, a big part actually. That little seed of doubt was still there but as Korra continued to feel the heat from Asami’s hand, she found that she already had the answer. “I want to,” she whispered, like saying it too loud would ruin the atmosphere the two had created. This time Korra kissed Asami. “I’m ready for that.”

Asami couldn’t stop the delight she felt from Korra’s words shine in her eyes. She pressed her lips against Korra’s and sucked at her bottom lip. Asami pulled back and Korra could only stare at her. Asami smirked at the dazed look. She grabbed the satchel full with notes and blueprints from the side of her desk. “See you at my house at five tomorrow, Korra. I have a meeting to attend to.” She left Korra at that, making a mental note to apply her lipstick again before going to the meeting.

The Avatar stayed sitting on Asami’s desk, her mind short circuiting from that kiss and her bottom lip from being sucked. She turned her head to wish Asami good luck but found that the door was already closed. Her fingertips brushed against her lips. “Whoah.” How the hell did Lin manage to control herself around such a fiesty woman like Asami!? Korra guessed that she would find out tomorrow. Korra’s face reddened at the thought. She was going to do the do with Asami and Lin. They were going to have sex. The three of them. Together. “Whoah,” Korra repeated.

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Okay could I have please headcanons for Bolin x reader but with a clone of Bolin. The clone is Nuktuk. So it looks like Bolin but acts like the character. Ty!

kinktober 2020 | this week’s list

A/N: this prompt is FANTASTIC this is so much fun. also very long. and with plot! also i LOVE writing Nuktuk he’s like the fucking. stupid frat boy version of Bolin he’s such a dickhead. ANYWAY ENJOY! (reminder that y/p stands for your pronouns!)

by clicking read more you verify that you are at least 18 years old

so, you’re just hanging out in your apartment. Bolin went out to that nice dumpling place you both like to get you dinner, and you were just chilling with Pabu

that was, until Bolin slammed through the door

“we have a situation-!” he yelled, looking far more concerned than he did at any given time. you sprung up immediately, Pabu scampering to help Bolin

“what? what ha-oh” your expression switched from worry to amazement as a figure appeared behind Bolin. he looked exactly the same - except for his, uh, outfit. and his eyes, which were an icy blue

“nice place you got here,” he nodded at you, with a little flirtatious smile. you might pass away

“Bolin... can we talk in the other room... in private,” you added, as the weird man who looked disturbingly like your boyfriend’s on screen alter-ego raised his eyebrows

you and Bolin retreated to the other room, and you whisper-yelled at him

“what the fuck - Bo where did he come from?” “listen, i don’t know! i guess the dumpling place is pretty close to the spirit world portal - maybe he’s from there? but why does he look like me? but like, Nuktuk me! but like older Nuktuk me!”

you hadn’t even thought of that, but - now that he mentioned it, this Nuktuk did look exactly like Bolin. not like 17 year old Bolin who had shot the films, but current day, 21 year old Bolin who had gained more muscle and a little bit of stubble if he didn’t shave every day

“but why did he follow you home?” “he thought i was him, or that - he was me?” Bolin pressed his face into his hands “this is hurting my brain, Y/n!”

you patted him on the shoulder. “it’s ok, Bo. we’ll figure this out

so, you both faced weird Nuktuk man

who, was, in fact, Nuktuk. apparently, in the spirit world, if enough people retell and spread a specific story, it can become real in the spirit world. and, as such, Nuktuk was born. he had actually done all the things that Bolin had as Nuktuk’s actor, memories and all

and he had the attitude to match it. he was nice enough, you thought, but he was kind of conceited. you swore you saw him flexing at himself in the hall mirror

he apparently had come to the human world to see what all the hype was about, and he was super excited that he had found Bolin, calling him a long lost brother-in-arms

Bolin begrudgingly accepted Nuktuk’s compliments, and when Nuktuk asked if you and Bolin could offer him some hospitality and let him stay the night, Bolin couldn’t tell him no

he actually ended up staying far longer than one night. and spirits, he was always running into you or starting to strike up a conversation. and it was distracting. it felt like you were emotionally cheating on your boyfriend with a weird spirit version of himself, because when Nuktuk raked his eyes along your body it made you shiver, and he stood far too close when he complimented your cooking. everything he said to you sounded vaguely sexual and it was destroying you

eventually, you had to confront Bolin about it

“ok, Bo, i have to start this off with the fact that i love you very much,” you began, standing and pacing as Bolin pet Pabu on the bed. he raised an eyebrow, a little concerned. “but unfortunately that’s becoming a problem, because Nuktuk out there keeps making advances and he says these things that are like, not actually sexual but he makes them sexual and he looks like you and he undresses me with his eyes and we need to do something about it!”

you glanced at Bolin, concerned, and he worried his lip between his teeth. “maybe we should talk to him?” he offered. you scoffed. “talk to him? he needs to get out of here! it feels like i’m cheating on you with you!”

Bolin nodded, thoughtful “you’re right, i am very handsome in the Nuktuk outfit” (which, by the way, was the only thing that Nuktuk would wear around the house, unless it was in the wash. you kind of preferred it, because it reminded you who he was and prevented you from hugging him from behind when you got home, thinking he was Bolin)

you groaned, but Bolin insisted that you talk to Nuktuk instead of just throwing him out. despite some reservations when he first showed up, Bolin had grown to like the guy, calling him his “work out buddy” and even asking him to help out at the pro bending arena as a waterbending trainer

so, Bolin talked to him. you didn’t want to be there, because it was embarrassing, but once they were done, they both approached you together.

“so, is everything all worked out?” you asked, wary, because Nuktuk was still looking at you in a sexual way... and Bolin was too? wait, what?

“yeah, we did, actually,” Bolin replied, with a little half grin. Nuktuk’s own grin was lazy and very, very hot. “so, Y/n,” Nuktuk asked, his arms crossed, “how do you feel about being with both of us?”

you choked on your own spit

“what!?”

so, now you were in a relationship with the both of them, and Bolin was completely fine with it. in fact, he was friends with Nuktuk. friends with him!

and Nuktuk now had free reign to crowd you against the kitchen counter, and kiss you goodnight - and you thought he would kiss like Bolin, but he doesn’t, it’s so much more intense every time, and it leaves you gasping

after a few weeks, you stop focusing so much on how strange and different it is, and instead you ease into the relationship. Nuktuk takes you on a few dates (one of which is to a showing of his own mover, where he wears a stupid disguise) and you end up liking him as his own person, not just because he looks like Bolin

ok, like, his looks are definitely a part of it. he’s so pretty. but he’s also a little more confident than Bolin, and while he’s full of himself, he also still manages to be a dork. he likes puns and he’s a real gentleman, just like Bolin is - but Nuktuk takes it to a new level. literally one time you both go out while it’s raining and he bends the water around you to keep you dry. you were equal parts amazed, flattered, and a little annoyed because of how pleased with himself Nuktuk was

eventually, you and Bolin let him into your bed. not sexually, at first - just to sleep. and you have to admit that being pressed between the both of them is something you love dearly

you press your face to Bolin’s shoulder as you fall asleep, and Nuktuk is pressed to your back? and both of you talk about your days all together before you go to sleep, Bolin petting through your hair as Nuktuk just touches you - it’s very hard for you to not get turned on between the both of them. and actually, you are turned on, but you don’t want to push it

eventually, you do press that extra little bit, and one evening, you climb into bed with them, and Nuktuk is running his hands over your sides, sliding his fingers up your shirt, and you just can’t anymore

you don’t say a thing, you just grab his hand under the covers and slide it under your waistband, your breath hitching a little against Bolin’s shoulder as you will his hand lower and spread your legs for him

Bolin is just telling you about his day, petting through your hair, looking at you so sweet, when Nuktuk traces his fingers against you so light and you do your absolute best not to shake

he’s pressed completely against your back, and you can feel him harden against your ass as he touches you, explores you. eventually he slides a finger into you and your breathe hitches, pressing your face into Bolin’s chest

“Y/n? are you ok?” he asks, mistaking your labored breathing as pain rather that pleasure. Nuktuk took this as the perfect opportunity to slide his thumb along your sweet spot, and instead of replying, you just gasp. it wouldn’t usually be this good, but the fact that Bolin was there, and that it was your first time with both of them? had you dying

“Y/n’s perfect, aren’t you?” Nuktuk asked, and you just gasped, clutching at Bolin. “Bo, please-” you mumbled, with a look in your eyes that he immediately recognized. you had already discussed a threesome with him before, and you knew he was into it - you hadn’t wanted to just spring it on him like this, but you couldn’t resist

“oh, oh,” Bolin replied, peeling off the covers to reveal what was happening underneath. you rocked into Nuktuk’s touch, even though it was just a horrible tease. you could feel his smirk on your neck as he added a second finger, just to spread you wide

“i think Y/n could take both of us, don’t you?” Nuktuk asked, and you had a perfect view of Bolin’s face to see it turn beet red. the boxers he slept in weren’t leaving much to the imagination as he took everything in

“Y/n is that -” Bolin started, but Nuktuk cut him off. “c’mon sweetheart, tell him you can take it. you want it, don’t you? you’ve wanted both of us since you first saw me”

it was demeaning, but spirits, was he right. you nodded, pleading with your eyes for Bolin to believe you

he did, and it didn’t take long until both of their hands were on you, Bolin stripped off his boxers as he pulled you close, sliding his hands along you to take your clothes off. Nuktuk was still plunging his fingers into you, but now he wrapped his other hand around you as well, to feel along your thighs, to take you apart with two hands. despite him trying to tease you, it just felt so good - all of their hands on you. you had always loved Bolin’s hands - how big they were, how warm they were, how his callouses felt on your skin. it was too much, and you panted against Bolin’s mouth as he drew you in for deep kisses, kissing you so sweet and gentle compared to the teasing, dirty treatment you were receiving from Nuktuk

Bolin barely had you undressed and you were already coming, crying out from the pleasure of it, tightening around Nuktuk’s fingers and shaking apart. he chuckled in your ear, and even though it felt like he was laughing at you, that somehow made it hotter

“oh, Bo,” he grinned at Bolin, trying to shimmy out of his own underwear, grinding hard against your ass as soon as his cock was free. “oh, Y/n is such a doll, isn’t y/p?” 

you keened at the feeling of him thrusting against you, of how he tugged you so close - roughly, rougher than Bolin would usually handle you. he slid his fingers out of you and you moaned at the loss

“Bo, please,” you pleaded, grabbing at his wrist and pulling him close. Bolin was still so in awe of all of this - in awe of you, of Nuktuk, of how you looked with him. he was probably wondering if that was how you looked with him, and that made you shiver even more. 

“yeah, Bo,” Nuktuk mumbled, whispering against your ear before he nipped at it, gently, running a hand along your thigh. “can’t you see how needy your partner is? have you been neglecting poor Y/n?”

Bolin shook his head, pressing close to you immediately, wrapping an arm around to to pull you close. you were already pliant from your first orgasm, and the warmth of both of them, sandwiched on both sides of you, was almost too much. you grabbed at Bolin, squeezed his ass to will him closer, wrapping your legs around his waist so he knew exactly what you wanted

“i would never neglect y/p,” Bolin replied, pouting a little. you kissed it off of him, pulling him so close as he teased at your entrance. what Nuktuk said must have really affected him, because he pressed in with one even stroke, and you shook at the feeling of being so full, so complete with him. you kissed him deep, like you were starved, as Nuktuk’s fingers slid along your ass.

he worked you open as Bolin fucked you shallow, just enough to hear you moan. he was whispering words of love to you - telling you how good you felt, how much he loved you, and you told him yes, you knew, and you loved him too, you just wanted so much, you wanted everything, and from the both of them

Nuktuk nipped and sucked at your neck as he worked you open, sure to leave marks. you knew that he loved to claim you, but this was even more than usual, and it made you shake, thinking that underneath his tough guy exterior, Nuktuk really loved you too, even after such a short time

eventually, you were ready for him, and he wrapped his arms around you and Bolin, squishing you all so close together

“ready for me, sweetheart?” he asked, low and sultry in your ear. you moaned, feeling him press against you. you needed it - you needed to feel them both, filling you up

“please -” you moaned, and cried out as Nuktuk pressed into you. fuck, he was just as thick as Bolin, and you felt like you might split in two

Bolin moaned too, shaking against you, holding on for dear life. oh no - it must be so tight for him too, as he broke your kisses to press his face into your neck, breathing heavy. Bolin was stock still as Nuktuk pressed in, trying desperately not to come. Nuktuk himself took his time, and although he didn’t moan quite as loud, you knew he was slowly losing it too

“fuck, you’re so tight,” he whined in your ear, and Bolin nodded, making a desperate noise in confirmation. at this point, you didn’t even care if they moved. they were pressing on all the right places and they felt so good -

and then Nuktuk moved, and it was all over.

they fucked into you shallow, Nuktuk trying to contain himself while Bolin had no such composure. he gripped your hips hard, shaking as he thrust, gasping your name against your shoulder until he fell apart

and spirits, did he fall apart - he came inside you, and that only made you want more, reaching around the urge Nuktuk on, with a chorus of “please, please-” because you were so close again - 

he reached around to touch you, and that was all it took. you came around them, making Bolin scream and Nuktuk moan so loud as he fucked you harder, in turn making everything far more intense for you, and Bolin as he was now being overstimulated by you and Nuktuk. he quivered in your arms, and you kissed him and he mumbled nonsense about how good it was, about how he never knew he could feel that good.

Nuktuk came soon after, spilling inside you and collapsing against your back, squishing all of you so close together. you were panting, and Bolin was still trying to come back to himself, but wow. maybe you really did enjoy this arrangement