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May I Have This Dance? 🥂

Finnick Odair x District4!reader - The Capitol invites the winner of the 67th Hunger Games to a victory celebration at the Presidential Palace. Though the crowd was overwhelming, at least she had Finnick.

“And our Pearl of the Capitol is all dressed up and ready to go!” my stylist, Lydie, says to me. She places her fingers on my chin, gently lifting it. Lydie turns my face side to side, checking my makeup. Her hand reaches for the powder blue eyeshadow, opening it, and she uses her finger to swipe the pigment on my eyelids. “My work here is done,” she smiles, “you look beautiful, dear.”

I had just won the 67th Hunger Games. All the bloodshed and dead kids were so much to process; you weren’t even free from the Capitol's clutches. There was the Victory Tour. They had you visit each district, making you deliver a speech about the fallen tributes. The faces of the families of the fallen tributes haunted you for days. The Victory Tour was almost over; all that was left to attend was a banquet at the president's mansion.

“Can I look at the mirror now?” I ask her. Lydie had sat me down and never allowed me to look at my reflection. When I tried, she quickly pulled me away. “Yes, you can, dear.” 

I pick myself up from the plush velvet chair, walking towards the mirror. My heels clicked on the floor. I meet myself in the mirror wall. The dress, an elegant, sapphire-blue gown, shimmered. Tiny, glittering gemstones and luminous pearls clung to the bodice. The silk of the long skirt and sleeves flowed around me. My hair, done up, was interwoven with pearls. I twirled around, watching as the dress went with me. After attending the many districts in very uncomfortable attire, I was glad Lydie put me in something I could breathe in.

“You look beautiful.” A voice says from behind me. I turned my head, only to be met by a smiling Finnick, leaning against a beam.

“Finn!” I run to him, hugging him tight. He chuckled as he wrapped his warm hands around me. I let go, looking at his face. “Are you coming too? I thought mentors didn’t have to attend the banquet.”

“Well, I thought you needed the support. A large gathering of high-ranking Capitol officials, where photographers constantly flash cameras in your face. Not something you should attend alone.” He stated, winking at me afterwards.

“Finnick is coming as your plus one.” Lydie chimes in. Reaching a hand in Finnick’s hair to touch it up.

Right after I won the 67th Hunger Games, Finnick confessed to me. When I got out, his voice, a low rumble close to my ear, spoke of his terror. The two of us are clinging to one another on the floor. He told me how scared he was for me while I was in the arena. Of how he could not sleep at night, knowing you were in that arena. Of how he would do anything to get you out. And how sorry he was for not telling you sooner. 

He has been through all of this before; he understood. Finnick helped you every step of the way. Now he is here to get you through this party. 

Finnick and I walked hand in hand as you walked past the crowd of Capitol citizens. He whispers sweet nothings and tells me how good I look into my ear as we walk. Bright colors and flashy jewelry surrounded the two of you as you walked to the mansion. I received praises and congratulations. Some of them reached out their hand to touch my outfit. 

“Oh, congrats!”

 “Look, it’s Finnick!”

“What a beautiful outfit.”

“Look! Look! That’s her!”

“She looks beautiful!”

I tightened my grip on Finnick. As we went by, we smiled at the people. I trailed behind Finnick across the roaring mob of Capital Citizens. We reached a large mahogany door, and Finnick went to open it for you. 

The transition from bright to warm lights caused my eyes to adjust. The air was filled with silverware scratching and chatter. Servers passed around plates of drinks and pastries. Finnick interrupted my thoughts by approaching a pair.

“Finnick-”

“Don’t worry, they’re friendly.” 

The man from the couple looks in our direction, waving a hand. He placed his drink on the table, talking to the lady next to him, pointing at us.

“Mr. Aalto,” Finnick shakes hands with the man, “Mrs. Aalto.” Finnick then kisses the lady’s hand. 

“Ah, Finnick, lovely to see you, boy.” The man named Mr. Aalto pats his back, and Finnick smiles back at him. The lady named Mrs. Aalto smiles at me, and I smile back at her. 

“And you must be the Pearl of the Capitol, as they say. Pleasure to meet you, dear.” Mrs. Aalto says to me, bringing out a hand. 

I am quick to shake it. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Aalto.” 

“Finnick, is this the girl you were talking to us about?”

Finnick smiles, a look of pride on his face, going out to hold my hand, “She is ma’am.”

“You look radiant, darling. You and that dress look beautiful.” Mrs. Aalto looks at the dress, her face as if it hypnotized her. “Lydie knows what she’s doing.”

“She always does.” I say to her. 

Mr. Aalto picks up a cocktail from the waiter. The glass contained a blue drink, with sugar sprinkled around the rim and a single raspberry placed on the edge. He offers the drink to me,  “Have you tried this drink yet? It was made especially for you.”

My hand met the cold touch of the drink, and I took a small sip of the blue drink. A smell of it was sweet, a splash of mint, and the sugar enhanced the taste. 

“Is it good?” Finnick asked, looking at the drink. I pass it to him, licking my lips for the minty taste.

“Try it for yourself, Finn.”

Finnick's eyebrows go up as he takes a sip. He reacted the same way I did. He goes to drink more.

I give him a sly look and say, "All right, Finn, save some for the victor." The music abruptly changes. People appear to be forming pairs when I glance to the side. I turn to face Finnick, who seems to be staring at me already, and he extends a hand.

“May I have this dance?” 

As he guides me to the dance floor, my hands with his warm ones. I turn to face Finnick, and he pulls me in by placing his hand on my lower back. My hand was still entwined with the one he extended to me. We begin to sway to the music as he glances down at me. I make an effort to ignore his endearing smirk and the way his arms encircle me. His body heat is radiating off to me.

“You look beautiful.” Finnick stares down at you.

“You’re sweet.”

“It’s the truth.”

“You have said that a million times tonight, Finn.”

Finnick then brings us closer. His head leaning on mine, he grins. “Which isn’t nearly enough.”

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Birthday Candles and Strawberries🍓

Luke Castellan x ChildofDemeter!Reader - Luke never had a proper birthday. With a few birthday candles and strawberries, you decided to change that. 🎂

"Luke! Luke! Luke!” The younger children swarm about Luke, pleading for help with everything . Smiling at yourself, you observe from a distance as the children occupy Luke before focussing on selecting the nicest strawberries in the field. All of this was in your plan.

You remembered Luke told you he never celebrated his birthday. You were shocked, of course. But living in a home with a broken mother and always helping out around camp meant there wasn’t time for a birthday party, he said. Luke deserved one. He does so much for the camp and has been through a lot. You spent months making plans.

A few months before, you started planting strawberries, always tending to them and using your powers to ensure they were the best. Even your siblings were in on the plan and helped you collect the materials and ingredients for the perfect cake. You asked your mother, Demeter, to grant you a perfect crop.

On this day, after months of preparation, you asked the younger campers to pester Luke until lunch. to ask him for assistance with training or even to pose the silliest questions in an attempt to keep him busy. You and Annabeth stayed up late last night to make the ideal cake. You were supposed to add the final touches today. The flowers and crops were illuminated by the sun. Your daisies and sunflowers appeared to be in good health and were prepared for picking. You looked for the best of the bunch and carefully grabbed the flowers, cleaning the dirt off as you did so. 

With flowers in hand, you hurried into the Hermes cabin. Inside, the campers were preparing the scene. Birthday balloons are blown up, and a "Happy Birthday!” banner. As you put the daisies and sunflowers on a table, you reach for some tape and parchment paper.

One of Luke’s siblings came up to you, “Everything is almost ready for ya boss!”

“Thank you guys so much for helping me with this.”

“No problem. Glad we can help plan the head counselor's birthday! Oh and Annabeth looking for you, something about the cake.” He says pointing to the side in the direction of Annabeth.

“Oh must be about the strawberries- uh you know how to wrap a flower bouquet?”

“Not a clue, but I got it” He shrugged, then gestured to you to go to Annabeth.

You grab the basket of strawberries, running to the direction of Annabeth. She was looking out the window, waiting for you. Once you get closer, Annabeth notices you, she gets up, walking towards you. 

“Do you have the strawberries?” Annabeth asks you. You lift up the straw basket, careful not to spill any strawberries. 

“Got them right here.” You say in return, the two of you walk towards the cake. It was already covered in white frosting, now it was waiting for the strawberries and candles. You place the basket on the table, grabbing the strawberries and placing them around the cake. You layered the red strawberries onto each other, frosted the places missed on the cake, and finished the cake with candles. You kept spinning the plate, making sure it was perfect.

Annabeth peers in from behind, “Don’t worry it looks perfect, you did a great job.” You kept spinning the cake, checking absolutely everything. Getting dizzy from looking at the spinning cake.

“Really? I feel like I’m missing so much.”

“Luke will love it. Oh you got some-”

“LUKE’S COMING!” A camper shouts, everyone turning to the side.

“Okay places!” You shout, clapping your hands, everyone running to their station. You light up the candles, picking the cake up and walking towards the door. Chris with balloons and Annabeth with the flower bouquet by your side. 

The door opens, Luke’s eyebrows raise. 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Everyone shouts, the voice echoes through the cabin. The sound of party poppers goes off, and everyone claps. Luke bears a surprised face, then relaxes, his gaze going to you. 

“Did you set this up for me?” He asks, shining a wide smile. You walk up to him and place a kiss on his cheek.

“Yes, I did birthday boy,” you place the cake in front of him, “come on, blow out your candles.”

He bent down and with one quick blow, the candles blew out, everyone cheered in the background. Luke places a kiss on your lips, you almost drop the cake in surprise. As he parts with your lips he rests his head on yours.

“Thank you for doing this for me sweet girl.”

“Anything for you Luke.” I smile at him

Luke then wipes your cheek with his thumb.

“What was that?”

“You had some frosting on your cheek, doll.”

Oh, that’s what Annabeth was trying to tell me.

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Think About the Place where you First Met Me 💕

Luke Castellan x reader - Before a quest, Luke reminds you of the reason you should not be driving the car. 🚗

"You three will be given a car", Chiron informed your group. Soon, you, Luke, and Chris—who was not pleased to be a third wheel—will embark on a quest. "Thank you, Chiron," I respond. I turned to face Chris and Luke. "I'll drive." 

"NO!" Luke shot back with speed like a true Hermes boy.

I raised an eyebrow at him and gave him a bewildered but snarky expression. Luke touched your shoulder and said, "No offense, honey, but you should NOT drive a car. Remember when you did?"

“Wait, what are you two lovebirds talking about?" Chris asked, aware he would hear more quarrels like these while on the quest.

Together, you both turn to face Chris and then exchange glances. A few years ago, you met Luke for the first time, battling a monster in an alley.

"WHY AREN'T YOU DYING!?" I cried out to the large animal.

The creature looked like a hybrid of a scorpion and a lion.

It had a lion's face and red eyes peering at me fiercely. It has a scorpion-like tail. Suddenly, its scaly tail jumped towards me. I ran back, barely dodging the fatal blow. It was still enough to scratch my skin. My metal pipe's continuous hammering noises against its skin did not affect it in the slightest. 

In mere seconds, its dark tail snatched my arm. Its claws sunk into my skin, making me shriek in agony. The creature snatched me up and hurled me against the ground in a swift move. Leaping over me, the enormous creature opened its mouth, exposing pointed canines that were long and golden. It's warm, nasty breath touches my skin. 

Its mouth moved closer. Reaching up, I put my hands on either side of its mouth.

"HELP! HELP ME PLEASE!" As I struggled against the brown beast, I let out a cry.

I swiveled my head to see the bustling streets of New York. The number of people I notice walking past in the street light glow. Why does no one hear me? No one sees a lion mutant wrestling a kid? Great job New York.

My hands yielded under the weight of the beast, putting an end to my thoughts. And the beast faded to dust. I moved away from the beast.

"Are you okay?" A voice says.

Glancing upward, my eyes met a pair of gorgeous black ones. He moved closer and offered his hand. My hand met his calloused, warm ones and he helped me up. With a closer look, he was rather handsome. Black curls, tan skin, striking smile, I felt heat creep up my face. 

“Thank you” were the only words I could get out of my mouth.

“No problem,” the boy says, “so… what’s a pretty demigod like you doing in this alley?” pointing at me and tilting his head. A lion-scorpion creature attacked me, turned into dust, and now some pretty boy tells me I’m a demigod. I'm pretty sure Greek Gods don’t exist.

“Those aren’t real,” I reply.

“Ah, yeah, they are. I’m a demigod.” 

“Really?”

“Come with me.”

“I just met you. Why should I trust you?” 

"I just saved your life," he said, still wary. The boy walked a few steps before sitting down on the hard concrete below 

"Okay, sit down." He patted beside him.

The boy’s name was Luke Castellan, a son of Hermes. He explains that the stories people have told about Greek mythology are real. Those Greek Gods exist. And that I have one as a parent. He later starts talking about Camp Half-Blood and how it is a haven for demigods like us. Then saying I have to go with him or die against another monster like the other. 

Getting to know Luke was interesting, seeing the hatred of the Gods he held for ignoring their children. I listened as he told me how he ran away and how he met Hermes once, and that was enough. But he also revealed a kind, brave soul to himself. 

The two of us stopped by a gas station to get food. Luke stared, arms crossed, at the candy section. I walked on over, putting my hands on his shoulders and peering over. “What’s wrong, Luke?”

He laughed, “Oh it’s nothing, don’t worry. I just haven’t had candy in so long.” 

“No way, you guys don’t have candy. Now I don’t know if I want to go anymore.” I joked.

“I mean you can stay and go wrestle another monster.” the corner of his mouth formed a cheeky smile. 

Reaching out, my hand grabbed a container of lollipops. “You should get these Lukey” 

His eyebrows move up, surprised by the nickname. “This way, my lady.” He motioned with his arms to the counter. 

At the counter, he placed the food basket, and I placed two Hello Kitty locks. 

I opened the store door, hearing the ring of the bell above. Holding the paper bags, a lollipop in each of our mouths. 

“What’s with the locks?” The lollipop muffled his voice.

“I thought it would be cute if we put them on a bridge together.” 

He looked at me, black eyes softened “Yeah. That would be cute.” 

We walked to the bridge, holding his hand, and bringing it to me. Giving him his Hello Kitty Lock. We both knelt, placing our locks next to each other.

“Aw, this is adorable. I need a photo!”

“Oh yeah, no phones at camp.”

“Why am I going with you again?”

During the walk, I freaked Luke out by breaking my lollipops into quick bites along with icebreakers and questions.

“Witch.”

“HEY!”

“How can you even do that?” 

“I don’t know, I guess I can, oh, here’s my house. I need to get my things.”

It was a two-story Victorian-style house, with visible red bricks as the exterior, black windows, and a bright yellow door. I opened the railing and walked to the window. I placed my foot on the base, reached a hand to the top, and jumped up. 

“Whoa, nice! But don’t you have a key!” Luke shouts at me.

“Wait there, I’ll open the door from inside!”

Opening the window, I entered the familiar smell of home. It was warm, and a floral aroma reached my nose. My feet take me to the staircase, the bottom letting out a creak with every step I take. 

Reaching the door, I placed my hand on the bronze handle, twisting it. On the other side, Luke was there waiting, a smile on his face. I walk up the stairs, and Luke follows after. Looking to the side, I see photos of me and my family, my steps halted. 

“You can always come back, you know,” Luke remarks.

“Yeah, I know.”

“Your baby photos are so cute-” 

I grab his arm and lead him up to my room, not wanting him to see any more of my childhood photos. “Okay, up we go.” 

Upon opening my room, I go to my closet to grab a backpack. Placing the bag on the floor, I dart around my room to fetch my belongings, Luke on my bed watching and waiting. The sky darkens and rain comes pouring down, the droplets landing on the windows.

“Do you have a car to get us there? It would be much easier than walking.” Luke asked me.

I lift my head, facing him. “Oh, we have a car in the driveway, it’s the red one in front of the house.”

“Do you have a driver's license?”

“No.”

“Oh.”

“WHERE THE F- WATCH OUT FOR THAT DOG! LOOK WHERE YOU’RE GOING!” Luke screams

As I drove along the stony pavement, the car rocked. Our seatbelts aren't doing anything to protect us from my reckless driving. Luke and I bounced in our seats. Luke glanced to the left and right while tightly holding on to the dashboard. The bright car lights, loud raindrops hitting the glass, and the occasional swipe of the wipers all demanded my attention as I focused on the road.

“DO I KEEP GOING RIGHT!?” I screamed at Luke

“WHAT- YES YES BUT SLOW DOWN!”

“I DON’T KNOW HOW!”

I continue to go to the right at every intersection. It took me some time to figure out how to slow down the car. I concentrate on the road; we went by fields of wheat, grassy plains, and a few animals. Suddenly, I see a big, horned, muscular creature in the distance.

"Luke, look ahead. Do you see it too?"

Reaching for his blade, he says, "A Minotaur. Stay here."

"What! I'm not letting you do this by yourself."

"I saved you against that Manticore, did I not?" He recollects.

"But this one is so much bigger than that."

As the rain pelted down on Luke, I saw him leave. As he moves, his blade gleams in the distance. The Minotaur appears to be aware of him as its enormous body approaches him. Luke also dashes in, slicing the beast's skin with his sword. The beast lets out an echoing cry. Luke slashes the beast with ease, seemingly holding it off well enough. Then the Minotaur snatches Luke in his arms. Luke struggles against its hold and drops his sword. 

I had to take action while I saw from a distance. As I prepare to collide with the beast, my foot presses the accelerator. As soon as the engine starts making noise, I grip the steering wheel. The car accelerates as it moves. With a single swift motion, a car collides with the Minotaur. Its large frame rolls onto the windshield, then around the hood of the car, before landing on the moist mud. 

The beast reduced to dust by the car alone, and I saw the dust fly up into the sky much like the Manticore did.

The rain begins to pour down as soon as I open the car door. I sprint over to Luke and extend my hand. I help him up, and his hand finds mine.

As the last of the dust shoots into the air, I ask, "Luke, are you hurt? It didn't hurt you that much, did it?"

With his hand still in yours and a look of admiration in his eyes, Luke gets his bearings. "I'm fine, thanks to you. But don't you think about driving another car."

"But I saved you, did I not?"

Luke jokingly roll his eyes. As we make our way to the car, I looked to Luke, suddenly recalling the appearance of the Minotaur.

"Was that Minotaur wearing underwear?"

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YO I HAVEN'T WRITTEN IN SO LONGGG OMG 😪 THIS WAS AN IDEA I HAD FOR A WHILE BUT NEVER COMPLETED UNTIL NOW!!! Anywho, might start writing again since I have the time, I'll do requests too 😁

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How are you? 💚 I have others requests but Please a (Legend Of Korra) wing beifong x shy!fem!reader? where she’s the adoptive daughter the granddaughter of Sokka and Suki who’s a powerful earth & metal master & a (leader) kyoshi warrior and dating Wing. At varrick and zhu li wedding , someone made a joke who’s stronger: the reader or wing so they fought against each other obviously the reader won while her family cheer her on, the loudest tenzin and his kids, even maybe toph

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Hello! I'm doing great!! Thank you so much for my first request 🌷

Enjoy reading 😸

The wedding of Varrick and Zhu Li was stunning to witness. The space was colored shades of blue, and snow came down from the sky. Everyone felt better about having the wedding after the conflict with Kuvira. Two lovers at the altar, holding hands, prepared to spend the remainder of their lives together. 

Wing and I share a table with his family. The two of us held hands as we fed each other different foods we found around, Wei looking appalled. Wei looked away in disgust, and his exaggerated attitude made us laugh uncontrollably. Suddenly my (second) cousins Meelo and Ikki started racing to us, interrupting our laughter.

"Y/NNNN tell Meelo you're stronger than Wing!!" Ikki demands

Meelo states, "No way! Wing is stronger!"

Wing and I exchange puzzled looks as we turn to face one another.

I question the two bickering kids, "What are you two babbling about?"

Their words get mixed up when they speak simultaneously.

 "Slow down, one at a time," I say.

"Well me and Meelo were talking about how would win a fight. I said you, which is obvious, but Meelo is saying Wing!" Ikki screams.

"Cause it's the right answer." Meelo quickly responds.

"Y/N is a Kyoshi Warrior AND a powerful earthbender!"

"Nuh uh." 

The two argued back and forth, getting more agitated each time. sending each other threatening looks that said, "I will end you if you don't believe me." Meelo, who calls himself "the man," began to stomp his feet while Ikki pointed fingers..

Wing scrunched his brow, not sure what to do with the two kids. I was preoccupied with how their noisy argument attracted the attention of guests who were attempting to have a good time. I even tried in an attempt to get them to stop fighting.

“Guys, please-”

Wei, eager to add salt to injury, jumps into the conversation, "Y/N can totally beat Wing's butt.”

Wing exclaimed with lightning speed, “NO!”

I slowly turned my head, slightly offended by what my boyfriend said. 

“Excuse me.” 

“ Babe, I meant-”

Meelo jumps onto the table and points at us, “HOW ABOUT YOU TWO FIGHT RIGHT NOW!! I NEED TO SEE SOME ACTION!” 

Okay, now we have everyone's attention.

“Meelo, I don't think that's really necessary. I mean it's a wedding.”

"Why? Wing asks, "Are you scared I'll beat you?" while crossing his arms and grinning foolishly. Everyone is watching, waiting for a response. 

Zhu Li and Varrick enter, curious to see what all the commotion is about.

"What's all the fuss about!? It's my wedding," Varrick butts in, hand in hand with Zhu Li.

Ikki declares, "We want Wing and Y/N to fight to see who's stronger."

Varrick appeared to be thinking about it as he raised his eyebrows. "At my wedding? ... Yes, please. Y/N and Wing, prepare for action; it begins in ten."

 "Varrick—" Trying to tell Varrick that I'm not interested in fighting.

“You're just worried Wing's gonna beat you,” Meelo said, arms crossed, moving towards Wing, who gave him a fist bump.

That's it, I've had it with this kid. I'm going to beat Wing's ass. I got to my feet.

“Fight in 10, meet me in the back.” 

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There stood Wing a few feet away from me, clad in armor. The breezy wind blew his hair in the wind. 

Everyone crowded around, anticipating the fight. The crowd begins to roar. Amidst the shouting, I could hear Tenzin and his family (except Meelo) cheering me on. They were in fact the loudest. 

Varrick stood in the middle. 

“We are gathered here today, to watch these two lovebirds, Wing and Y/N, fight to prove who is stronger…May the fight begin!” Varrick quickly moves out of the way, running to Zhu Li.

Wing gives me a quick wink before he bends the solid ground. I flip into the air dodging the blow. I knew Wing does this to get his opponent in the air, then hits them with a rock. As expected he fires a rock my way, when my feet touch the rock, I send it his way. 

Wing is caught off guard by his rock being thrown back to him. His eyes are wide with surprise, he ducks out of the way in time. I send Wing a metal cable without wasting a beat. I grab the cool surface with my hand and pull it back, bringing Wing closer to me.

The sound of the crowd grows louder, filled with ohs and ahs. Even hearing, “KICK MY GRANDSON’S BUTT!” from Toph. 

He staggers forward, startled by a sudden force drawing him at me. His smile vanishes and is replaced by a shocked expression.

The next element of my plan was the fan I had hidden up my sleeve. Once he was close enough, I jerked my arm sending the fan out of my sleeve. In the blink of an eye, I jabbed the spot where the arm joined the body. Sending a sharp agony throughout his body. 

"Sorry sweetie," I say before I bend to the ground to seize his body.

The crowd erupted into deafening cheers, I could see Tenzin's proud smile and his family's (again except Meelo's) enthusiastic cheers. 

Once I let Wing go, I kissed his hands hoping he would forgive me for what I just did. All he did was smile and stare. 

“Sorry again sweetie.” 

“Don’t be that was amazing!” Wing screams holding my shoulders, then kisses my forehead. Our foreheads touch, staring into each other's eyes, “You were always the best out of both of us.”

Varrick came running and he grabbed my arm and raised it into the air, declaring me the winner. 

Wing and I took it easy by dancing gently together after that exciting fight. We swayed to the music, hand in hand.

Wing asked in his soothing voice, "So, when are we getting married?"

My tone is playful as I say, "I'll think about it."

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Operation Beifong 💕

Wing Beifong x Team Avatar Reader - Reader along with Toph, Opal, Bolin, and Lin rescue the Beifong Fam. A little reunion with Wing and the reader happens and Toph just comes in and asks Wing if she is his girlfriend.

Little thing to know - I HAVE REQUESTED THIS TO OTHER BLOGS BEFORE BUT DECIDED TO WRITE IT MYSELF. So no one better be accusing me of coping 😟, Thank you 🌷

Bolin, Opal, Lin, and I inspected Zaofu from a high hill full with trees. With its metal buildings and friendly residents, the city always went easy on the eyes. But now the formidable and frightening Kuvira has taken possession of the city. She additionally tore down the platinum domes that protected Zaofu. Gazing over her former home, Opal questioned, "Kuvira tore down all the domes. Why would she do that?"

Chief Beifong held up her gold telescope to inspect the damage, and in that commanding voice, she stated "She's got a whole battalion of troops stationed there. There's no way we'll be able to spot anything useful from here. We'll have to go in for a closer look." 

"Don't bother, all the prisoners have been moved." An old voice replied from behind us. In unison, all of us turned our heads. Only to see an elderly woman, clad in green, wearing her grey hair tied in a bun. Hold on... IS THIS TOPH BEIFONG?

I turned to face Bolin, who was still getting over the fact that his hero was in front of him. Once he did turn around, we were both fangirling.

Lin got to her feet, her voice uncomfortable and perplexed as she said, "Uhhh, hey chief."

"Hey, chief," Toph said back. 

Opal raced to her grandmother and hugged her, obviously thrilled. 

"OHHHH MANNN," Bolin squealed kicking his feet in a childlike manner.

Oh, this is happening now. But to be fair I was about to have the same reaction as Bolin.

"I CAN'T THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENINGGG!!" He continued. 

"What you have to pee or something?" the elderly woman replied laced with annoyance. Opal laughed at her grandmother's sassy reply.

"No, well, now maybe. You're my hero! My name is Bolin, and I'm dating your granddaughter. I mean kind of, I may have screwed that up, but that's why I'm here, and you're my hero! Oh, I said that. Can I have a hug too?" he reached out his arms for a hug. I chuckled a bit at his babbling. 

Toph said, "What's up with him?"

"He's an actor." Her daughter replied.

Toph questioned me, "And Y/N do I get an enthusiastic greeting from you?"

"Hi to you Toph." I grinned and replied. 

"So you already checked the city for Sue? How do you know she was captured?" Lin asked Toph.

"I've been living in the swamp and keeping watch on Zaofu through the vines." She responded.

The five of us exchanged questions and discussed where to go. 

We strolled towards Opal's bison, Juicy. 

"Grandma, this is Juicy." Opal said to her grandma.

"And I thought Appa was smelly. Why would you choose this leaky, nasty, thing?" 

"You don't choose your bison he chooses you. And once he chooses you, you can't change. Believed me I checked."

I viewed Kuvira's army while riding the Bison and relished the cool wind on my face. 

"So," Bolin nudged my arm,, "you ready to save Wing?" , wiggling his eyebrows. 

"Yeah, I really miss him. I'm just hoping we'll be able too." I answered.

"Hey don't say that, of course we'll save him." Bolin reassured me.

"Thanks, and if we do save the family, you can hopefully win over Opal." I pushed him on the shoulder

He shook me and exclaimed, "Let's go save our relationships!"

~~~

The Beifong’s were held captive in a dim, unsettling cave. The cave was only illuminated by green crystals, and they were enclosed in a wooden cage that was supported by ropes.

"The guards are on the other side of that door. We'll have to be quiet." Toph remarked.

"Shoot me over to the cage and I can swing them back in my cable. Bolin, Y/N you two will have to catch them since mom won't be able to see them." Lin says, Bolin and I nod in agreement.

First I saw Lin swing over Wei. Bolin is the one to catch him. And here comes my Wing. After being set free by Lin's cable. I grabbed Wing in an embrace, stumbling a little. My arms wrapped around him tightly while he did the same. 

I kissed him all over his face a million times and held his face when we released each other. "I missed you so much Wing."

"Missed you more, sweetie. I can't believe I managed to go without seeing your face for that long." He cracked a grin. 

"You are not leaving my side from now on Wing Beifong, and don't even think about infiltrating another one of Kuvira's camps." I said, coming in for another hug.

"Wing your dating Y/N?" Toph interrupted. 

Wing held my hand and brought me over to Toph, "Yes grandma Toph."

Toph asked, "And you never told me?"

"Well, you were gone for-"

Toph cut him off, "I was talking to Y/N."

I answered hesitantly, "Heh. I guess I never did tell you."

Toph laughed to herself, "Well, you two seem happy together. its better than my other relationships, I can tell you that. Wing when are you putting a ring on her finger?" 

Wing and I looked at each other, blushing. Wow, Toph loves to cause mischief.

Bolin jumps into the conversation, shrieking like a young child again, "Yea, Wing, when are you going to?"

I looked at him with startled eyes and said, "Wait Bolin, aren't you supposed to catch them!?"

THUD! Something sounded behind us.

Glancing back, we saw Juan sitting on the ground, gazing at us.

"Thanks." 

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Your Lips, My Lips, Apocalypse 💕

Wing Beifong x Airbender Daughter of Tenzin!Reader - Where in the Battle with Kuvira, the reader saves Wing from falling to his death. And when she asks him if he is okay, he just kisses her while the whole place is going to shit. Based on the song Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex. 🎧

Little thing to know - I HAVE REQUESTED THIS TO OTHER BLOGS BEFORE BUT DECIDED TO WRITE IT MYSELF. So no one better be accusing me of coping 😟, Thank you 🌷

ALSO THIS CHARACTER WILL NOT BE WEARING THOSE TIGHT RED AIRBENDING SUITS (just no 😀), just pretend you have something else on and a glider or you can fly or something 😭

The world was collapsing around us, dust and ash swirling in an insane dance as we fought for our lives against Kuvira. The ground trembled violently, as if it were writhing in anguish beneath them. All I could think about is if Wing is okay, if he is injured or dead. My mind filled with horrific thoughts, but what if they came true? The first time I witnessed the force of that cannon, I felt horrified. 

Here we are, sprinting throughout Republic City, fighting that metal monstrosity head on. The fight left every road flooded with the wreckage of buildings, and the surrounding air was filled with gas, dust, and pandemonium. 

Korra launched rock missiles, and the other airbenders and I flew about Kuvira's robot like flies, hearing the giant's screeching attempts to hit us. Abruptly, the metal giant raised its hand and pointed the cannon straight toward Korra.

"Create a tornado and attack from the top! RIGHT NOW!" I quickly ordered. 

We all moved fast to get into position, whirling about and aiming at the giant's hand. 

We delivered our blow. When the monster lost its balance, the explosion destroyed the surrounding ground and its body fell onto a building. Laughing to myself, I quickly took off along with the others, watching as my brother Meelo disappear into the cloud of dust. I was about to tell him to get out until I realized it was Meelo. He can handle himself. 

The dust cloud disappeared and revealed the giant reaching to it's face to crush Meelo. He flew fast past us and in our direction. 

I saw the cannon pointed at us out of the corner of my eye. It was going to fire on my sister Jinora and me. I swiftly launched myself forward.

"JINORA, LOOK OUT!" I let out a scream and hurriedly moved forward to grab my sister.

Ikki and Meelo arrived to assist us as we began to descend. When the two of them realized they couldn't support our weight. I quickly grabbed the three of them before bending the air below us to form an air cushion and lowering us gently onto the hard pavement.

I hugged my siblings, not wanting to let go.  

"Are you three okay?" I asked, while clinging on.

"Yeah, don't worry Y/N we are," Ikki smiled in return. 

"Where's your boyfriend?" Meelo interrupted.

"I don't know." I heard my voice hurting, and my vision turned blurry. 

I looked up and watched a large chunk of a building fall upon the giant. Wait, Wing could be there.

"Jinora, bring them back to dad please. I'm going to go find my boyfriend." I instructed her, bending a tornado under me to hurry to Wing.

Behind me, I heard my siblings cheering me on. I chucked to myself. Seeing that the tornado wasn't moving fast enough, I propelled myself forward by bending the air below me. 

I hurried up to Korra as soon as I arrived. Taking hold of her and turning her to face me, I tried to figure out her feelings through her blue eyes.

"Korra, please tell me Wing is okay- where is he!?" I questioned as I recovered my breath from running so fast. 

Wing was attempting to knock down a structure. However, the cannon was then aimed at him. I understood the cannon was about to release. My heart was pounding and my stomach fell. And it let off a blast at that very instant. 

A violet ray of light blasted out. I couldn't tell if the beam struck Wing or his rope. No. NO. Please be fine, please be fine. 

A few seconds later, a figure in green and gray falls from the sky. Wing.

I leapt into action. I used my bending to launch myself to Wing. My body crashed against his, the impact sending shockwaves through my system as I wrapped my arms around him. We rolled along the ground.

Now that Wing is in my arms, he is safe. I lifted him up and allowed him to steady himself with my arms. I touched his face to see if there were injuries.

“Wing, are you okay? Are you hurt? We have to ge-”

Wing's fingertips found my chin, luring me into a gentle kiss. His hands traveled down to my waist and mine moved down to his chest. Wing's lips were soft and warm against mine, his hands tightened around my waist out of protectiveness. Even though we've kissed before, it always feels like our first. Our breathing synchronized, both of us clearly reluctant to let go. I felt the blast's scorching wind, knowing that we would die if we stayed any longer, but I didn't really care.

He softened his features and grinned a little as we both released our grips and stared into each other's eyes. His smile, his olive green eyes, my sweet Wing... He would have left me.

"Yeah, I'm alright, sweet pea."

"Are you sure? Nothing's hurt?

"Yes, my dear... You know you're adorable when you're worried. How your eyebrows knit together and how your eyes soften. I should get hurt more often." 

When he proposed the idea, he grinned. I felt a slight heat on my face. I'm not sure if it was his gorgeous smile or the fact that he thought I was cute.

"Wing, please don't." I answered.

With a smile on his face, he threw up his hands. I couldn't resist grinning as well. This man.

His hands gripped mine.

"Now we gotta go before that thing blasts another beam at us." He states, looking at the metal giant.

"Oh right, right, right, lets go." I reply