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☾ MOON CHILD ☽ Part 2. Bolin x Bloodbender Reader

♡ part one

♡ word count: 9k omg I’m sorry y’all also thank you so much for the positive feedback from the first part it literally means the world to me

♡ requested by: @the-quackson-brothers !!!

♡ Pairing: Bolin x Bloodbender Reader (Grandchild of Sokka)

♡ Warnings: nothing crazy! the teeniest bit of steam at the end and an old man w sharp teeth

“Let’s check out Bolin’s usual hangout first.” Mako suggested as the both of you uncomfortably shifted up and down on Naga’s back, still getting used to the feel.

“Alright, just show me the way.” Korra skillfully lead the polar bear dog.

The sounds of the city were loud in your ears, reminding you of its busyness. You watched as the shadows of people entered and exited buildings, the chances of finding Bolin seeming slimmer and slimmer.

“I think we should split up.”

“Huh?” Korra turned around, her expression filled with concern.

“It’s just, I think we need to find him quickly. You and Mako can go to where we were going to go, and I want check the Cactus Juice Bar.”

“(Y/N), I don’t know that sounds dangerous. You don’t know the city well and I don’t want you to get lost or hurt-“ Korra began, but it was you who cut her off.

“I’ll be alright Korra, trust me.” She quietly looked back at you, signaling Naga to stop. The three of you got off of the polar bear dog but Korra pulled you to the side.

“(Y/N), I trust you. I know this is something you already think about all the time but no matter what happens you can’t let people know you’re a blood bender. It’s illegal. And I know you like Bolin a lot, just don’t do something crazy.” She said with a whisper, glancing around her before proceeding, “Not that you would do it anyways, just be safe.” A sigh left her mouth and you could see the distress in her face.

You reached up to give her a hug but stopped in your tracks.

Clink.

Your head quickly turned to the direction of the sound, eyes scanning the dark alleyway besides the both of you.

“(Y/N)! Are you even paying attention?”

“Yes! I promise I was! I feel like I should be the one warning you not to do anything crazy, now go have fun on your date with Mako!” You teased, her eyes widened at your words.

“You ready to go?” Mako called out from besides Naga.

“Yeah!” She responded, giving you one final look over before joining him. You waved to the both of them as you watched them ride off into the distance. Now for your destination, the Cactus Juice Bar.

“Excuse me young miss,” An older man’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts as their shoulder bumped into yours.

“You’re fine.” You muttered before feeling something different, your ring. It was gone. “Hey!” You turned around, shouting at the old man that you were sure took it from you. He turned around, eyes wide as he began to run away.

You felt yourself becoming light-headed as your body filled with panic. That was you dad’s ring. How could someone casually take something that important away from you?

Anger flooded your mind as you reached for the vial of water that lay at your side. You thought of water bending but there were too many people around. He began to get farther away from you, almost lost in the crowd of Republic City citizens, but still in sight. The only way to get it back would be to-

The image of Katara’s pain filled eyes became present in your mind, you couldn’t. You simply watched as he disappeared into the sea of people with a heavy heart.

“Not even two minutes by myself and look what happened.” You said with a sigh, now officially en route to the Cactus Juice.

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The air in the back of the truck was thick, a dispirited expression on every bender’s face. Their thoughts may have varied individually but one question bounced between them all, what’s going to happen?

Bolin’s eyes fell downwards, as one more person got thrown into the back of the truck. An old man gagged and bound like the rest of them. His thoughts then shifted to you.

“Hey kid, you want me to take off your tie?” The old man whispered; his mouth no longer confined by the cloth that everyone else had tied around theirs. Bolin looked at him in confusion, eyes wide as he tried to deduce how that happened.

“I got sharp teeth!” The man exclaimed, flashing his razor-sharp smile. He began leaning closer to Bolin’s face, the earth bender shaking his head furiously and releasing muffled grunts of protest, not wanting him to get any closer than he already was. Although it seemed that sharp teeth did not get the message as he grabbed the cloth that was tied around Bolin’s mouth with his own and gnawed his way through it in a way that reminded Bolin of Pabu.

“Oh, uh, thanks I guess?” Despite the fact that the man hadn’t touched him he still felt oddly violated.

“My name’s Rif Raf Rag and I can’t stand silence.” He said with a booming laugh, echoing through the back of the truck. Bolin cringed at the volume of Rag’s voice, wondering when the chi-blockers would come and tie them back up again.

“I’m Bolin! Nice to meet you.”

“Yeah, wish it were under different circumstances.” He looked Bolin up and down. “Just kidding! I would never talk to you otherwise.” He said with another loud punch of laughter, the person next to Rag started to make muffled noises, clearly asking to be reunited with their freedom of speech.

“Lightning Bolt Zolt?!” Bolin exclaimed; the man who had seemed too large to him as a child was now someone he could meet the gaze of albeit still nervous.

“I’d take yours off too, I really would pal, but my jaw needs a break. We have all the time in the world though I’ll do it eventually.” Rag’s words rang true as not one bender felt movement of the truck, wherever they were, they were definitely stagnant.

“Now Bolin,” The old man said, snapping his face towards him. “Talk to me!”

Bolin felt uncomfortable for a number of reasons, one could be largely attributed to Rag’s lack of personal space, the other reason could be that all the kidnapped benders were looking towards the pair.

“Uhhh, why are your teeth so sharp?” Bolin asked, the smiling old man disappeared at his words.

“Get ready for a tale.”

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Outside was a pond surrounded by peaceful turtle-ducks, small flowers and leaves shooting up from the areas around it. The calmness of it being the direct opposite of what was happening in the building that rest behind it.

“Amon sir!” An equalist rushed into the meeting room, shutting the door quickly behind him. When he looked up he was faced with Hiroshi Sato, Amon, and his principle Lieutenant.

“This better be important,” The lieutenant threatened. A meeting between Amon and Sato being quite the occasion to walk in on.

“It is! I promise,” The man began. “I was in the city when I saw the Avatar.” Despite his nerves and hesitant demeanor, his words peaked Amon’s interest.

“Continue.”

“I have reason to believe she’s going to be at the rally tonight, and I have even more reason to believe she’s bringing a blood bender. For the revelation demonstration we took one of the Avatars friends, they’re looking into his location now. I also believe the blood bender has a uh, special type of relationship with their earth bender friend.”

“Why would we need to know about that?” The lieutenant complained, “Don’t just come in here to say funny stuff-“ He began to scold but was stopped as he saw Amon put his hand in the air.

“No, all of that information was useful. Thank you, my brother.” The equalist tried to contain his giddy smile from being complimented by Amon but failed miserably.

“No, thank you my brother.” He said, leaving the room.

“What do you want to do Amon?” The lieutenant asked. Amon simply stood up from his seat, walking until he reached the window. From it he saw bird swoop down into the pond to catch a fish.

“Let’s show people how truly evil benders can be.”

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“And I cried as I watched my true love get married to another man, anyways that’s why my teeth are so sharp. ” Rag said, closing the dramatic retelling of his life with a solemn sigh.

“T-That’s so sad!” Bolin exclaimed; eyes brimming with tears. “You’ve been through so much Rag! But you made it! You made it through!”

Zolt’s eyebrow twitched.

“That is also why they call me the love doctor; do you have any burning questions about romance? Do you have a beau? “

“No? Yes? I don’t know, I just met someone and I don’t know how to officially ask them out on a date but they’re perfect.” He began, eyes dreamily looking to the skies – or at least the top of vehicle – as he began to describe you. “They’re so smart and pretty, they like the same food as I do and they smells like flowers. When they look me straight in the eyes it’s like I can’t function anymore-” He continued, slowly coming back to reality as he noticed that the truck of mostly criminals were staring at him. Clearly embarrassed to be voicing romantic thoughts his voice trailed off. “Oops, sorry. I will now proceed to stop talking.”

“Don’t be afraid Bolin, you can tell us!” A large man said from across the truck, the group of benders had bonded in their short time together.

“Thank you for the encouragement Flaming Hot Death Vishnick, y’know if you hadn’t have burned down all of those hospitals, you’d almost be a good guy.” Bolin responded, the tone of the conversation almost being one of group therapy.

“Awh, thank you Bolin.” The fire bender responded, pleased at his new friends’ words.

“No, thank you Flaming Hot Death-“

“Would you please shut your yaps!” Zolt exclaimed, the only bender of the group that was considerably annoyed with the situation. He had his fair share of kidnappings but none where he had to listen to such, what he deemed to be, garbage.

“This is supposed to be a supportive and caring environment Zolt.” Rag said, glaring at the leader of the Triple Threat Triads.

“Even when you were a kid collecting bets for the pro-bending matches you talked too much,” At that Bolin gulped, still nervous about the fact that it was Lightning Bolt Zolt talking to him, “Listen, I’ve had my fair share of dating experience. You just gotta be confident, and be yourself.”

Bolin’s jaw dropped, did Lightning Bolt Zolt just give him dating advice?

“And make sure to give ‘em something shiny and expensive like this!” At that Rag turned his back to Bolin and flashed the silver ring that fit tightly on the lower end of his ring finger.

“Wha- that’s! How did you get that Rag?” The old man shrugged his shoulders.

“Picked it up off of someone in water tribe clothes, almost got away with it too but they felt it. Luckily there was a lot of people walking around so I lost ‘em in the crowd.”

“Rag! That’s (Y/N)’s ! The person I was talking about! Please, please, please, can I have it to give back to them?”

“But I like shiny things.” He said with disappointment as he felt the ring around his finger.

“And what could be shinier than the thrill of new love?” Bolin asked, getting desperate. Rag sighed, feeling the ring one more time.

“Fine, you can have it kid.”

“Woohoo! Thank you so much Rif Raf Rag, it’ll mean the world to her to get this back.”

“On one condition. You gotta give ol’ Rag a massage.”

Bolin gulped as he looked over the crusty old man.

For (Y/N).

He was going to get that ring back, and as he brought his feet up to the massage the old man next to him he decided if he made it out alive he would ask you out too.

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You burst through the bar doors, surprising everyone except the man who had a little too much cactus juice.

“Carole! Bolin’s in trouble!” With your words she quickly shot up from behind the counter, rushing your panicked self over to her.

“What happened?”

“We haven’t seen him since yesterday, and Mako said it’s unlike him to run off without telling anyone.” Carole stopped, her hand moving to a comfortable position under her chin as she thought.

“He hasn’t come back here since we saw the both of you, I’m sorry sweetie I wish I could tell you more.”

Your heart fell.

“But I do have something for you, let me go get it from the back.” Carole said before quickly making her way through the door that led to the kitchen.

“I saw him.”

Your head turned towards the unknown voice, eyes landing on the same eyes that had glared at you the night before.

“But I wouldn’t tell a bender like you, and whatever’s going to happen to him he probably deserves it.” You slowly stepped towards him, trying to control your anger

“Why don’t you just tell me what you saw and we can all have a great day.”

“What, are you going to threaten me with your bending?” He asked with a smirk, other patrons of the bar now focused on the two of you.

“No, I was actually planning to use my fists.” The words came out of you harshly, paired with a sharp glare on your face.

“Bring it on.” He said, shooting up out of his seat. The hot cup of tea that sat next to him wobbled as his arm hit it, the boiling hot liquid splashing on the exposed skin of his left arm. You gasped as you heard a shout of pain escape the man.

Instinctively your body reacted, bending the hot liquid off of his arm, cooling it, then bending it back towards him.

“Ah!” He shouted, expecting the burning liquid to hit him again at full force, but instead he felt a cooling sensation. “Y-you’re healing me?” He asked, baffled as he watched you focus your swirling of the water onto the red area.

“Yup, I guess I am.” You said with a sigh, “apparently I’m not so good at this threatening people thing.”

“I hope you know I’m not asking you to heal me.” He muttered under his breath, blush fanning across his cheeks.

“Is it that hard to admit you’re being helped by bending?”

“Well, uh, you wouldn’t understand what it’s like! You’re not a non-bender.”

“Yeah I’m not. My grandfather was though, so are my parents. I have no doubt that at some point in their lives they had trouble accepting that,” You said as you continued swirl water on his arm, “But in the end they embraced it! My grandfather not only mastered all of the non-bending combat styles, but also designed machines that would work with the aid of bending.”

His eyes widened comically large, he took his good arm and pointed it towards you.

“Your grandfather was the Chieftan of the Southern Water Tribe!?” You laughed at his shock, nodding your head yes.

“The one and only. He came to see the beauty in bending and worked with it, although Gran-Gran did say he was an ass about it at first. He even told my Uncle Tenzin, one of the last air-benders, to not depend only on air-bending because reflexes and strategy were just as important, maybe even more so. I know he’d be saddened to see what’s happening right now.”

The man looked down, processing your words. In this time, you finished healing him leaving his arm, it was as good as new.

“For all I know you could be lying to me.”

You sighed, beginning to make your way to the door.

“Wait.”

You stopped in your tracks.

“I saw him get approached by Shady Shin yesterday while he was on a bench, I know that’s not much but it’s all I got. I also saw some chi-blockers in the area, I don’t know if it’s connected to Amon or not.” His voice was soft as he spoke, not daring to look you in the eyes. You smiled at him,

“Thank you so much.” You said, only to then see Carole jump out of the back-door clasping something in her hands.

“(Y/N)! Before you leave!” She said making her way towards you while slightly out of breath. “This is my lucky stone, I don’t give it to just anyone now. When you see that Amon, I want you to throw it at him for giving non-benders a bad name! If anyone doesn’t like it, they can eat a scorching hot soup dumpling.” The short shop owner in front of you radiated anger when talking about the masked man. You took the stone from her hand and held it over your own heart.

“I promise.”

She nodded to you as you left the building to find Korra and Mako, now excited at the prospect of throwing a stone at Amon.

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“Korra, fix the scarf.” You said as you looked both Mako and Korra up and down. When you found them and told them you heard Bolin’s kidnapping might be related to Amon they brought up the fliers they got from an equalist at the park with maps on the back.

From there the three of you quickly got disguises and conned your way into the building, finding Pabu along the way. You took a lot of joy in forcing Mako and Korra to pretend to be a couple.

“I knew a lot of people hated benders, but I’ve never seen so many in one place.” Mako said as he watched the large crowd ripple in waves, united only by what you could only assume was fear or hatred. “Keep your eyes out for Bolin.”

The lights snapped on, filling the large stage with a stark brightness as an announcer began to echo through the room.

“Please welcome your hero, your savior, Amon!” The audience burst out in cheers, some screaming so emphatically their faces reddened. The man next to the three of you ripped off his shirt and circled it above his head in excitement, spreading his scent to all nearby. In front of the large Amon poster on the stage shadowed figures rose from the ground, of which you could only assume Amon was one of.

The overhead lighting then flashed on; you couldn’t help the small gasp that you released.

You saw the mask that had been on all those posters. Amon.

“My quest for equality began many years ago.” he said, his hands gesturing outwards. “When I was a boy my family and I lived on a small farm. We weren’t rich, and none of us were benders. This made us very easy targets for the fire bender who extorted my father.” Amon began to pace around the stage, the bright lighting that reflected from his mask leaving a mark of terror on you.

“One day my father confronted this man, but when he did that fire bender took my family from me. Then he took my face. I’ve been forced to hide behind a mask ever since.” Gasps emerged from the crowd and from what you heard they seemed justified.

“As you know, the avatar has recently arrived in Republic City.” He said, the crowd now igniting in fierce boos that reminded Korra to pull Mako’s scarf up.

“And if she were here, she would tell you that bending brings balance to the world.” Amon paused, letting his deep voice resonate within the room. “She is wrong, the only thing bending has brought to the world is suffering. It has been the cause of every war in every era.”

At this you couldn’t help but feel as if he were wrong. There were most definitely benders that were terrible people, but you had a sneaking suspicion even if people couldn’t bend, they’d still find a reason to take advantage of others and go to war.

“That is about to change. I know you have been wondering what the revelation is, well you’re about to get your answer. Since the beginning to time spirits have acted as guardians of our world, and they have spoken to me. They say the avatar has failed humanity, that is why the spirits have chosen me to usher in a new era of balance. They have granted me a power that will make equality a reality, the power to take a person’s bending away. Permanently.”

You gulped, eyes widening as your deepest fear was realized. The three of you looked at each other in disbelief, your hands now both clinging to Mako and Korra’s.

“That’s impossible.” Korra muttered.

“He’s insane! There’s no way.” Mako said, but you felt that his confidence in his own words was wavering.

“Now for a demonstration, please welcome Lightning Bolt Zolt. Leader of Triple Threat Triad, and one of the most notorious criminals in Republic City.” You heard, but your brain couldn’t process a thing as soon as you saw Bolin being ushered on stage. The same Bolin that had been slurping noodles was now displayed in front of a crowd with his hands bound behind his back. The flash of the intense white light that shone across his face caused him to wince. Your heart began beating erratically as the chi-blockers forced him to his knees, his face twisting into one of terror as he went down with the other benders. He was finally here, but you had no way to get to him.

Your gaze fell to the palms of your hands; they were trembling. No, you couldn’t. Although the light peeking in from the full moon suggested otherwise.

“There’s Bolin.” Korra said, beginning to walk forward. Mako put his arm out effectively stopping her. The two of you looked at each other and nodded, now was not the time.

“We can’t fight all of them. We have to come up with a plan.” Mako said, eyes shifting between the both of you and the stage.

“Well then come up with a plan, Team Captain.”

Your eyes scanned the room quickly, landing on the two tanks connected to pipes.

“Those tanks,” you began, grabbing both Mako and Korra. “They’re powered by water and steam; they should connect to the pipes in the back.”

“So, if one of us goes back there and creates cover,” Mako started.

“Then we can grab Bolin without ever being seen.” You finished, the three of you nodded. Korra immediately began to make her way to the back as you could only stand and watch.

The crowd booed at Zolt, causing him to retaliate in not the most mature of ways.

“Oh, boo yourself!” He shouted as the crowd continued their passionate displays of hatred.

“Zolt has amassed a fortune by extorting and abusing non-benders, but his reign of terror is about to come to an end.” Amon announced before turning his head to the side, facing the leader of the Triple Threat Triads. “Now, in the interest of fairness, I will give Zolt the chance to fight to keep his bending.”

Zolt smirked clearly resonating cockiness as he faced the masked man. “You’re going to regret doing that pal!”

Immediately Zolt began throwing fire at Amon, the man with the mask skillfully dodging each and every flame filled burst with fluidity and speed as he approached Zolt. The fire benders eyes widened, a blue cackle of electricity shot out of his fingers in desperation, again Amon dodged it. Then grabbing the arm the lighting was coming from and twisting, Amon had positioned Zolt in such a way that his thumb could find a comfortable resting spot on Zolt’s forehead.

Both you and Mako watched in terror as the lightning coming from Zolt’s fingers began to lessen in power, slowly becoming reduced to flames, then to nothing at all.

Zolt tried to get up, his body weak from the interaction. His fist reached out in an attempt to fire bend. Nothing.

“What did you do to me?” He asked. Seeing the leader of such a notorious gang on the floor in front of Amon was almost symbolic. The power he held so large that he didn’t even have to break a sweat.

“Your fire bending is gone forever. A new era of equality has begun!” Amon said as he raised his fist, the audience did the same while they cheered. Instead your fist lay clasped at your side, sticky with sweat as Amon called the next bender forward.

C’mon Korra. You thought as the numbers began to dwindle, there was only so much time before it was Bolin.

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She took a quick glance both left and right before leaving the main area of the building and sneaking to the back. Her steps were both fast and quiet as she tried to make her ways to the pipes that you had mentioned.

Her nerves were high because of Bolin, but also because of you. With the full moon your power would be unbridled, and if anything were to happen where you exposed yourself… Korra sighed at the thought, just hoping you would be alright. She had to keep it a secret, for you. Blood bending is illegal.

While scanning the room her eyes came across a red wheel connected to the pipes. She quickly made her way over, turning the wheel as hard as she could resulting in a small stream of steam.

“What are you doing here?” Korra turned slowly, slightly hoping that in the time it took for her to turn around he would leave her alone. When fully turned she looked up to see a large man. Shit.

“Is there a problem, my brother?” She asked feigning complete innocence with a smile. Her entire face having to tilt upwards to look at him. His expression was one of undoubted suspicion as he looked Korra up and down.

“What are you doing back here?”

“Uh, looking for the bathroom?” She winced, despite using that line a lot, not once has it worked for her.

Apparently, it didn’t work again as she saw the man reach to his side and pull out a wrench, aiming for her head. She dodged it, quickly leaving harms way as the wrench hit the pipe that was behind her.

Using Mako’s scarf she tied the man’s arm to it, swinging him until she had the momentum to throw him at the three pipes. Steam began rushing out of only one.

“This isn’t enough.” She said to herself, knowing that she lacked time. Frantically she looked around the room, the only way to get enough steam would be to break the other two pipes. She turned to them and started fire bending through one of them.

“I just hope I’m not too late.” She thought.

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You watched as the water bender with particularly sharp teeth next to Bolin screamed in resistance and felt your body cringe as you heard the thud of his hitting the floor.

Bolin was next.

“Mako, I’m going to distract them until Korra gets the steam going.” you whispered, indiscreetly obtaining the attention of the fire bender. “Pretend you don’t know me, it’ll be easier. Go help Korra.”

“(Y/N) what are you talking about?” Mako asked, eyes wide. Instead of responding you pulled out the stone from Carole, kissing it for good luck.

“This one’s for Carole!” You shouted as you threw it onto the stage. The stone in its grandiose hit Amon right on the forehead of his mask, but it wasn’t enough to take it off. The crowd gasped and looked around for the rebel.

“Now give me back my friend!”

The chi-blockers closest to your row immediately tried to grab you, your hands thrusting out and around you bending a harsh wave of the water from your vial towards them, effectively knocking them off their feet. You could feel the power of the full moon surging from within you, and as you looked at the chi-blockers that were now on the ground you feared you would succumb to it.

A wave of new chi-blockers now approached you, there were too many to handle. Despite this you felt relief as you looked at the stage. Amon was distracted, for now. You watched as Mako made his way to through the door Korra had.

“Stop.” Amon’s calm voice said as his settled on you, you felt your skin crawl.

“Let the bender speak.”

Your heart dropped, the eyes of everyone from the audience now on you. You felt yourself begin to sweat, the room becoming smaller and smaller as everyone waited for your voice. You hadn’t expected this, you didn’t know what kind of game he was playing but you did know it would buy you time. The chi-blockers began to close in on you, suspecting that violence was to come instead of an answer.

Taking a deep breath you reassured yourself, “If anyone doesn’t like it, they can eat a scorching hot soup dumpling.”

“Everyone please!” You began, the volume of your voice surprising you as it resonated within the room. “These people are innocent just like you! Well, most of them.” You said as you looked at Lighting Bolt Zolt. “There shouldn’t be such a divide between benders and non-benders. I know there are bad people in the world, I truly do. Taking away bending isn’t the solution; people will do anything to gain power! Who’s to say a man that would use bending to rob a store wouldn’t still rob the store if he wasn’t a bender with like a knife or something!”

At this you looked over the crowd, scanning the faces of those closest to you.

“When one of those bad people are benders their power is exacerbated, it’s a big problem. Although I’d argue that there are good and bad benders just as there are non-benders!”

“Like the bender that robbed my store?! They’re good?!” The shirtless man shouted from the audience, a chorus of yeahs and mhms coming to his support.

“No! That’s completely not my point! Also sir, I think everyone around you would appreciate it if you put your shirt back on.” He sniffed himself, frowning before sulkily dressing himself again.

“Bending has its beauty! There are so many good uses for it including healing,” at this some people in the crowd hummed in agreement. “My grandfather was an amazing non-bender, and so are my father and mother! They’re not helpless because they’re not benders!”

“Then why do you have such a problem with Amon taking peoples bending away!?” Someone from the audience called out.

“Yeah! Is becoming a non-bender that terrible!”

“If we’re all the same then why don’t we all have bending!”

This wasn’t going well. Your eyes began to dart around in panic.

“No! It’s not like that! It’s just- “You started, but more hecklers began voicing their opinions. The room began to grow smaller as your fear doubled in size, like a darkness that was slowly engulfing every part of the room.

“Interesting words,” Amon said slowly, approaching Bolin on the stage. “for a blood bender.” The crowd gasped; how did he know?

Your entire body was trembling, they all hated you and you could feel it. You looked at Bolin on the and saw the fear in his eyes, only he wasn’t looking at Amon.

“No, I’m not!” You defended; he didn’t know. No one knew.

“We’ll see about that.” Amon said, sounding almost as if he was smiling under his mask. With a nod from his head, two chi-blockers held Bolin down and Amon began walking towards him. No, no, no, no. There was no way you could get there in time. Bolin’s face shifted into one of horror as Amon grabbed his chin, looking him in the eyes.

His thumb approached Bolin’s forehead. You were sweating, your heart feeling as if it were to come out of your chest. Vision blurry from the tears that threatened to erupt from your eyes. Nausea blossomed in your stomach and your throat felt tight as your breaths became shorter and more frequent. Your morals. Your reputation. Your promise.

Bolin.

You had to do something. With a deep breath you focused, channeling the energy of the full moon into your body. The time was now. You raised your arms and they moved so naturally it scared you, the chi-blockers holding Bolin down began to contort in pain. Their bodies twisting and spazzing as you raised them above Bolin and flung them to the side.

It felt natural.

Without another thought you bended the water from your vial to make a frozen path to the stage, running on it and melting it before the guards could even blink. Amon backed away from Bolin letting the chi-blockers surround you. In an instant the group of eight were in the air, you slammed each one down onto the stage trying your best to just knock them out.

For some reason, Amon displayed no fear. The two of you stood on stage watching each other intently. You slowly backed yourself towards Bolin while the you and Amon continued to stare at each other. The other chi-blockers stood on guard, waiting for your move.

“She can manipulate our bodies to do whatever she wants, and yet she speaks of equality.” He said. You noticed the bruises that Bolin bore on his body, and the way his arm looked bent out of shape. Anger bubbled within you filling every part of your body, infecting your mind. You wanted them all to face consequences for what they had done.

You closed your eyes, summoning a hurricane of water beneath yourself. Not only the water from your vial, but water from the entire building began to fly towards your form. You needed to hurt him. Your arms raised again, this time with deep intention and purpose.

“(Y/N)! Don’t! It’s what he wants!” You heard Bolin exclaim, but you were too far gone. You aimed all the water that swirled beneath you at Amon, the harsh currents knocking him off of his feet. With the power of the moon you were fast. You began punching hard bursts of water at him, he managed to evade some.

Your attention then went to the chi-blockers that began to interfere after noticing the severity of the situation, your hands began circling the air, moving with the fluidity of water itself. The water around you followed this rhythm, only stopping when you flung them as ice shards at the chi-blockers, pinning them to the wall behind the stage.

Your eyes then flew to Amon standing calmly, it infuriated you. Your arms raised, blood bending him. He paused in his tracks and you could see his eyes widen from beneath his mask. You then saw him begin to struggle against it.

There’s no way.

The audience held their breath as they saw Amon’s body tremble on stage. He seemed to be putting excessive force on every muscle in his body for the chance to move. His body began to shake more, you desperately tried to concentrate harder but there was nothing you could do.

He took one step. And then another.

The audience began to cheer.

You felt something familiar in the way he was resisting your bending, how was it possible. The only was was if-

“Amon’s a blood bender.” You thought to yourself right before Amon dashed up the side of the wall, knocking you down as he did so. You grunted as your body came crashing to the ground, not having enough energy to soften your fall.

“Benders like her are evil, and they should not have the power they do.” Amon said as he slowly began to approach your body on the ground. You were paralyzed in fear as his large figure leaned over you, your tearful eyes darting around only to find themselves completely encompassed by Amon.

He grabbed your chin, pulling your face towards him. You did everything you could to pull backwards, to get away from him, to get away from everything.

“After I take your bending away, you will be nothing.”

The room went silent.

The only thing you could hear was your heart beating against your chest.

Then, you felt the light press of his thumb against your forehead.

The pain you felt was excruciating.

Your muscles seized before your body began to shake. You wanted nothing more than for it to end, the searing and burning that you felt. Your throat began to feel tight as your core tightened with it, the nausea from before now becoming dominant in its presence.

So, this is what it felt like to be blood bent.

Your knees hit the floor, the echo resonating. Through the haze of the pain you could hear muffled yells coming from the earth bender that you had come to know.

“Prepare to be equalized.”

Those were the last words you heard before your world became submerged in water. The only image before your eyes was Amon, and behind him the white light of the moon.

Your world faded to darkness.

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“Korra! Are you okay?” Mako asked as he rushed through the door, accidentally stepping on the man whose body had been flung to the ground.

“Yes! I’m fine but help me break this last pipe! Hurry!” Mako nodded and immediately began to fire bend, Korra coming to help him with the copper pipe.

“(Y/N)’s distracting Amon right now.” Korra’s eyes widened at the news, she hadn’t been fast enough. Despite copper having a high melting point, the fire from the two of them released a flurry of steam. Exactly what they needed.

“I’ll go get Naga, you get Bolin and (Y/N). Meet me outside by the ladder!” Mako nodded, about to leave when Korra grabbed his arm.

“Good luck Mako.”

“Good luck Korra.”

The pair held hands for a moment before parting ways, Mako making his way back through the door he came through. The crowd has now completely dispersed, the steam had done its trick. He struggled to see through it, taking careful steps as he made his way to the stage.

At any moment he could run into his brother, or an equalist. His other senses were heightened as he attempted to evade the fog. While walking, he saw two figures. He stepped closer.

“Bolin!” Mako exclaimed as he saw his brother kneeling on the floor, as he further examined, he noticed someone else on the floor. (Y/N).

“Oh no.”

He then turned to Bolin who wore an expression of shock as he stared at the ground.

“She saved me.” He muttered as Mako made his way behind him to untie the ropes that bound him. An equalist saw this as an opportunity, trying to grab your unconscious self. That is, until he was stopped by the harsh clash of a fist striking from under his chin. Out of his ropes Bolin punched the equalist as hard as he could, anger coming over him as he saw your limp body. He picked you up gently, holding you close against him.

The two benders walked out of the building, letting the steam cover the tracks behind them.

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A throbbing pain echoed throughout your head.

Water.

Your mouth was dry, you needed water.

Slowly, you opened your eyes. The light in the room was blinding, you raised your arm to block it from your view.

“(Y/N)?” You heard a soft voice ask. Not being able to speak you let a groan out in response, raising yourself up off of the bed. Before you had time to process you felt a presence encompass you, warm and gentle in its touch. You reveled against it letting your body fall limp. Bolin. You were surprised as you felt a wetness on your face, you gripped Bolin even harder as you let the tears stream freely.

You felt the touch of Amon on your forehead, it all came back. The look on Bolin’s face while you blood bended flashed in your mind, still fresh. Hurriedly, you grabbed him. Pulling apart from your embrace just far enough to meet his eyes, noses touching. You cradled his face, pressing your forehead against his.

“Bolin, you’re okay.” You said, smiling feebly. His mouth flew open in exasperation.

“What do you mean I’m okay?! You’re okay!” He said before bringing you back into a hug. He wasn’t used to comforting people like this, but in this moment, everything happened naturally. He brought his hand to your cheeks, carefully wiping some of the tears off of your face. “The others went to go get some food, they told me to let them know when you woke up.” He said, getting up. You grabbed his arm causing him to turn around in surprise.

“Not yet.” You muttered. He gave you a gentle smile as he sat back down on the bed.

“Bolin I was so scared.” You admitted, the panic still fresh in your mind. He began to rub your back in a circular motion.

“I know. I know.” He said, eyes determined. “We’ll never let that happen again.” Albeit a bit dramatic his words rang through your mind.

“You don’t have to pretend you’re not afraid of me.” You said with a sigh, averting his gaze.

“What are you talking about?”

“You saw what I did. I fell right into Amon’s trap.” Your voice so small the earth bender could barely hear it. He fell silent, his eyes focused on the floor as he listened. “It was during the full moon, but I can- or at least could - blood bend at any time.” At this his eyes widened, the were now on you.

“That’s… Possible?”

“I was blessed by the spirit of the moon, except it’s more of a curse. The power I would feel when under it terrified me, I became scared of it. When I was hurting those people at first it was just to protect you but at one point I-I wanted to be doing it. It terrifies me how addictive it became in such a short span of time,” You brought you knees to your chest. “I promised Gran-Gran I would never do it again but, here we are.” You let out a strangled laugh, one that soon turned into a cry.

“(Y/N)-“

“No Bolin, no one should ever have that kind of power. And I thought I was the only one until-“

“(Y/N), listen. Was seeing you blood bend all those guys at the same time as well as Amon super scary to watch, yes! Absolutely! Did I think about it for a while afterwards, also yes.” Your heart panged, of course he was scared. What else could someone be after seeing what had happened, but he continued.

“Did I also see you throw a rock at Amon’s face and tell a shirtless man to dress himself while in the middle of giving an inspirational speech, yes!” With that you laughed, not fully realizing what you had done in the midst of your panic.

“Do I not really care that you were a blood bender and just really want to get to know you because you’re the nicest person I’ve met in a while, Pabu likes you, and now so does my brother I think?”

“Also yes?”

“A thousand times yes.” He said with a goofy grin plastered on his face. “I know we’ve just met but I feel like it’s been ages!”

“Probably because of the whole you getting kidnapped and me losing my bending thing.” You suggested nonchalantly, heart skipping a beat as his hand brushed yours.

“Oh right! That could be a cause of that, yes.” You giggled, causing Bolin’s smile growing wider. All he wanted to do was make you feel better. As your laughing slowed a strange tension filled the room, one you hadn’t expected. Your gaze was locked in on his, both of you feeling each other’s breath due to your sheer closeness.

“(Y/N)!” From the door you saw Korra come rushing in with a pile of bread. Bolin shot up immediately, knocking over the cup of water next to your bed. “Bolin! You were supposed to tell us if (Y/N) woke up!”

“Oh yeah! I was supposed to, wasn’t I?” He said as he filled the room with nervous laughter, “You know me! Always forgetting, right Pabu?” In response the fire ferret chirped at his side. Korra ran to you, throwing the pile of bread to Mako. As she embraced you tightly, she was also examining your injured body.

You heard someone clear their throat, looking up you saw Mako.

“Thank you, for helping me find my brother.” He said. You nodded, instead of being focused on what was being said to you your mind flew into uncertainty. What did they really think of you now?

“Here, let me go get you a tissue.” He said, his attention now on the puddle of water on your sheets.

“No, don’t worry. I got it.” You said, attempting to bend the water away from you. Your fingers moved but water didn’t. “Oh. Right.”

“(Y/N) don’t you worry, we are going to get every healer to try and get your bending back. You could even go to see Katara.” Korra reassured, grabbing your shoulder. The thing is, you didn’t even know if you wanted it back. Maybe Amon was meant to bring balance, maybe he took away your blood bending for a greater good.

The three looked at you, and then each other. Noting the solemn expression on your face.

“(Y/N), I want you to know that I’ll always be here for you. No matter what.” Korra said, the sincerity in her voice made your breath hitch.

“You helped me get my brother back, I can’t thank you enough.” Mako added, coming closer to stand besides Korra. The two looked back at Bolin, apparently it was his turn.

“You’re selfless! Gorgeous! Funny! Kind! Super strong! Compassionate-“He started before Korra cut him off with a laugh.

“I think we get the idea Bolin.” You looked at the three in front of you, all smiling and reaffirming you with their gentle gazes. It was then you knew you had found something special.

“Group hug!” Bolin shouted before taking his large arms and grabbing the three of you, pushing all of you together. As you all glanced between your squished faces bursts of laughter began to arise. It seemed Bolin could cheer you up after anything, although as the laughter slowed you couldn’t hide the feeling in the pit of your stomach.

This time another person came into the room, one you couldn’t be happier to see.

“Uncle Tenzin!” You called out; his eyes filled with relief as he saw that you were awake.

“Wha- Bolin! You were supposed to let me know when (Y/N) was awake!” Tenzin said, shaking his head in exasperation before quickly making his way over to you and giving you a hug.

“Pfft. Awake, asleep, I mean what’s the difference, right?” Bolin laughed nervously but Tenzin’s attention was elsewhere.

“(Y/N)? Are you alright? How are you feeling?” He asked panicked, looking over you the same way Korra had.

“Uncle, I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

“Oh, thank goodness.” He let out with a sigh. “We were all so worried when we’d heard what happened. The kids really wanted to see you but I wasn’t sure if you were ready for all of that erhm…” He paused as he thought of a way to describe his children, “energy.”

“I’m honestly fine Uncle.” You said reassuring him. He gave you a soft smile, he had a special place in his heart for the little water bender that hailed from his uncle.

“Well, you let us know if you need anything at all. I have to leave air temple island for a bit but I’ll see you soon.” You nodded, bidding your uncle farewell leaving the previous four of you in the room with silence. Korra and Mako looked at each other before Korra spoke up,

“We’re just gonna go ahead and give you guys some room.” She said as the two of them exited as well. Just you and Bolin again.

“Oh! I forgot to bring this up before but.” He reached into his pockets, searching deeply for something with his tongue sticking slightly out. “Here it is!”

In his palm you saw your ring, immense relief flooding your heart.

“Oh my goodness! Bolin how did you find this?”

His body recoiled, face cringing as he remembered the massage he gave Rif Raf Rag.

“Let’s not talk about that. But (Y/N), I’m sure you know your grandfather, the councilman himself! The man graced with the gift of science and innovation. We’re talking engineering water-bending power submarines, we’re taking advanced math and geometry skills, we’re talking the man who took down combustion man!”

“Yes, I do know, that’s why the thought of losing this ring made me so sad. It was like I was losing the only part of him that I had.”

“No, (Y/N), that’s not the only part of him you have.” You looked at Bolin in confusion, he moved to come sit next to you once again. “You come from such a cool line of non-benders, I just want you to know how amazing you are even without your bending. You’re so smart it absolutely blows me away. Not to mention all the ten thousand amazing other things you are. I’m sure you’ll be able to get your bending back, but even if you don’t I think you could use your brain to make something awesome like your Grandpa!”

You gave him a soft smile, heart blooming at his words. Just like before you noticed your heart beating a little bit faster now that he was besides you.

“You’re too kind.”

“Nope! I’m just being honest.” He said. “And while I’m being honest…” He began, the way his fingers began bouncing off of each other exuding nervousness.

You just gotta be confident, and be yourself.

“When you’re ready of course, wouldyoumaybewanttogoonadatewithme?” He asked eyes tightly shut, saying his last sentence so quickly that you could barely register it. So much for the confidence.

You laughed at his embarrassment, although he took that as rejection.

“Oh, nevermin-“

“Of course Bolin!” You exclaimed, “I was hoping you’d ask.”

“Woohoo!” He shouted, turning to face Pabu in excitement. With his cheek exposed you decided to give him a surprise, preparing your lips to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Although as soon as he had turned around he had turned back to you.

You weren’t sure if your heart stopped or time did when your lips met. The flutter in your heart that was present before now becoming overbearing. The only thing your mind could focus on was how his lips felt against yours, and the extreme burning you felts from your cheeks. As soon as it accidentally started, it also accidentally ended.

“What are you doing with my cousin?!” Meelo yelled in an accusatory tone, pointing at Bolin as he burst through the door. Both you and Bolin pulled away immediately, embarrassed beyond belief. The expression on Bolin’s face leading you to think that he didn’t even believe what had just happened but the grin on his face reminding you he liked it.

“I came here to see my favorite cousin-“

“Meelo, I’m your only cousin.”

“Besides the point! Who are you strange man!?”

“So you guys are going to have a bunch of babies!” Ikki exclaimed in happiness, bouncing around the room. You sighed, nothing was ever a secret with these kids. Soon Pema came, grabbing the two of them and leaving with quick apologies.

“They’re cute,” Bolin said with a yawn, his face now appearing very tired.

“They are, aren’t they.” You responded, but when you looked back Bolin had already drifted off into sleep.

You stood up, making your ways to the curtains. Taking a deep breath you opened them, letting the white light of the moon that you were terrified of before stream into your room. It encased both you and Bolin, and for the first time, you weren’t scared.

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“I don’t mean to dampen to mood, but there’s a pressing issue at hand.” The four of you looked at Tenzin intensely, waiting for him to continue.

“Word’s got out that you blood bended. The council wants to send you to trial.”

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☾MOON CHILD☽ Bolin x Bloodbender Reader

♡ part one

♡ part two

♡ word count: 5k

♡ requested by: @the-quackson-brothers tysm for the request ily 😭

♡ “maybe do where the reader is Sokka’s child/grandchild and they have Sokka personality but with more shyness to it! The reader is a waterbender and blood bender but no one knows expect for Korra and Katara. Reader uses it against Amon." (there’s more to the request but I shall not spoil, again shout out to the real homie @the-quackson-brothers)

♡ Pairing: Bolin x Bloodbender Reader (Grandchild of Sokka)

♡ Warnings: himbo alert himbo alert as well as bolin being absolutely whipped for you

♡ there’s a dance scene in it later on, so feel free to listen to this song as you read it! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaSxhKf5pV0&ab_channel=PostmodernJukebox

How much would you give up for the one you love?

“Gran-gran! You have to see this!” Your young form called out as you burst through the door of the Southern Water Tribe’s healing center with excitement. “You’re not gonna believe this! I- “ You began with your grandaunt in sight, only stopping when noticing the room full of water benders staring at you in confusion. Katara laughed softly and placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Hello (Y/N), don’t worry I was just finishing up my healing lessons.” She said to you with a smile, then she turned towards her students. “Alright everyone we’re done for the day. Hano you’re getting better, but I expect you to practice more before the next lesson.” Her tone was both sweet and sharp as she scolded the student.

“Yes, Master Katara!” He shouted, saluting her. The other students laughed with Katara as she ended class.

“Okay now come with me!” You exclaimed as you grabbed her hand and led her towards your special friend.

“Gran-Gran, this is my friend Foofoocuddlypoops. Foofoocuddlypoops, Gran-Gran.” You glanced left and right slyly before whispering to the Otter-Penguin, “See Foofoocuddlypoops! I wasn’t lying when I told you she was super old, don’t tell her I said that though!”

Katara chuckled as she looked at you and Foofoocuddlypoops, her smile holding sorrow’s delicate touch. Often the world is shrouded in darkness. She had her fair share of it but when she settled down with her husband, children, and community, she thought maybe she could stay in the light that she had surrounded herself with. She knew it was foolish to hope so, and one day she was forced to realize it.

She would never forget the day when a part of her light was ripped away from her, she tried to hold on, but fate was stronger in its pull of taking Sokka. It had been years, but the stars could never take away her memories of her big brother.

With darkness comes light, which she saw again when you were born. Blessed by the spirit of the full moon. Whenever she looked into your eyes, she saw him smiling back at her.

“Thank you, Yue.” she thought as her gaze fell upon the crescent moon. It doused your skin in a glow, making you shine even more brightly in your grandaunt’s eyes. “Thank you for our moon child.”

“Now what was it you wanted to show me (Y/N)?” Katara asked.

“Okay Gran-Gran get ready. This isn’t your normal twelve-year-old maneuver.” You warned cockily as you prepared for the performance. She knew you were gifted given your blessing of the moon, but she never expected this. Her eyes followed your movements, carefully observing each muscle as they readied themselves in position. “See, the special thing about Foofoocuddlypoops is that I can make him dance.”

You took a deep breath in preparation before starting the dance with your own hands.

Katara’s eyes widened, a gasp leaving her mouth as she watched the otter-penguin begin to sway to the non-existent music. One name pushed itself to the front of her mind.

Hama.

They were a blood bender, and it wasn’t even a full moon.

“(Y/N), I don’t think you should be- “

“I can make you dance too Gran-Gran!” Your hands flew from the direction of the Otter Penguin to Katara. Immediately her body contorted in pain, her eyes squeezed shut and her limbs began shaking in its resistance. The thump of her knees hitting the ground echoed as she wheezed.

Your hands shot down as soon as they went up, running over to her. When she looked up all she saw was you, and from behind the bright white light of the moon.

When you looked in her eyes and saw the pain you were terrified.

“(Y/N), promise me you’ll never bend like that again.” Katara whispered as she began to ease her way through the pain.

You tearfully promised her.

You lied.

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You sniffed the air. The sweet savory scent of meat filled your nostrils, you had to have it and you had to have it immediately. Your eyes moved around until you found the source of the smell, a jerky cart. With your feet moving before even registering it you were soon in front of the food stall.

“(Y/N)! Wait!” A female voice called out, you winced as the sound of her footsteps got closer. “I thought I told you not to wander off like that! I’m responsible for you while you’re here and I don’t know what your mom would do if anything happened to you.”

“To be fair, you’re the avatar. If there’s anyone who should be able to find me it’s you, plus you have a tracking polar bear-dog!” She glared at you. “C’mon! How could anyone not go running towards this smell?”

“Because unlike you I have thoughts (Y/N).”

“Touché. Although I’d argue not that many.”

In many ways Korra treated you as if you were her little sibling, and in many ways, you annoyed her as if you actually were.

“(Y/N), there are radical equalists. It’s not as safe as it should be out here.” You nodded solemnly noting the stress that made itself apparent on the scrunched eyebrows of your friend’s face.

You looked at the ring that lay upon your finger, it was your fathers. He was a nonbender, so was your mother, aaand both of your grandparents, so when you came out bending it was quite a shock. The thought of losing it was terrifying in many ways. The only reason you had moved to Republic City was because of an opportunity to teach water bending. It was the reason many things had happened to you in your life.

“How long is this going to take anyways? And why didn’t we take Naga?” You asked, well more so complained given that the two of you had been walking around the city for what you deemed to be was forever. In reality it had only been about seven minutes, in response to this Korra rolled her eyes.

“We’re almost there (Y/N), I just have to talk to a couple of friends about something and then we’ll head back to the air temple.” You nodded, continuing to observe Republic City. A small run-down jazz bar caught your eye, you don’t know whether it was because of the unique name The Cactus Juice or the man who was passing out Amon flyers at one in the afternoon. The shiny glint of it was a stark contrast to what you were used to in the Southern Water Tribe.

The two of you continued to walk and talk until coming across the Pro-Bending Arena, the golden shine of the building leaving you in awe. You thought back to all the times you’d help your mother mend clothes while the both of you would intently be listening to the pro-bending matches, your favorite team being the fire ferrets.

The intense energy of the matches paired with the announcer always made for a good time but getting to hear about the earth bender Bolin made things much more interesting. He was fascinating to you, the way he bends, the chemistry he has with his teammates, and his sheer determination and willpower to push through no matter the circumstance.

“You didn’t tell me we were coming here!” You exclaimed as you ran up the steps of the arena, eyes wide as you observed every inch of the building.

“I didn’t think it was such a big deal?” Korra said with a laugh as she watched your amazement.

“Are you kidding me!? They have one of the best wireless telegraphs. Isn’t the reach insane? I could be listening to a pro-bending match from the north or south pole!” You explained as she led you towards the training gym.

“Before the Hundred Year War, the primary form of long-distance communication was by sending a messenger bird carrying notes to and from the point of interest.” Now the two of you stood before the door, you turned to face her and opened the door with your back as you tried to continue.

“(Y/N), one second- “

“Don’t worry, I’m almost done! Back then a lot of people had messenger birds, but it wasn’t really a full-proof method. After the Hundred Year War though, telegraphy completely changed long-distance communication! Don’t even get me started on the phonograph.” You had always loved innovation and trying to design or build things, your mother said it ran in the family.

“(Y/N), listen to me- “She started with a smile on her face, but you continued. The sheer excitement of being at the probending arena pumping through your veins.

“Not to brag but I also have a great impression of Shiro Shinobi.” Clearing your throat, you began.

“Introducing our first team, the Fire Ferrets!” Here you took an appropriate pause to fake cheer as the crowd. “And their opponents, the uh the worse team! The ferrets are on fire tonight! These youth are about to enter a battle of the ages.” Your stance widened as you pretended to earth bend discs with two punches. “Bolin bashes the opponent into zone two, how are the other team going to recover from this I wonder!”

This time it was Korra that cut you off. “(Y/N), I’m going to interrupt you for your own sake.” She said, you began to wonder why until you heard someone laugh behind you.

Uh oh.

Your face immediately dropped, there was no way to get out of this. Your cheeks grew increasingly hot as you slowly turned to see the other two fire ferret team members directly in front of you. Your feet instinctively shuffled slightly behind Korra.

“Hi, my name’s (Y/N). Please forget that ever happened.”

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Bolin knew a lot of things about himself.

He knew that he liked the feeling of winning his probending matches. He knew he had a giant bruise on his shoulder from training earlier. He knew he liked eating at Narook’s noodle shop. He knew he liked spending time with Korra, and ultimately, he knew he was trying his best.

“Korra’s coming any minute. I just don’t see how we’re going to get those 30,000 yuans.” Mako said with a sigh, his form slumped on the wall only padded by the slightly puffy training gear he was wearing.

“Don’t worry Mako, I’ve got a plan. I taught Pabu circus tricks, look!” Mako watched in silence as the fire ferret did a flip and proceeded to do the cutest fire ferret bow in town. Bolin gleamed, proud of his small friend. “The Great Pabu everyone!” He announced with a smile which was met with a sigh from Mako, his hand reaching to rub his temples.

“Just forget about it. I’ll figure it out like I always have. Try to come up with something serious next time.” He said, taking a swig from his water bottle. Bolin and Pabu had spent years working on that trick, well maybe not years but it was still a lot of work.

“I was being serious.” Bolin said softly, his expression now down-cast. He acknowledged his brother was stressed but that didn’t make him immune from the burns of the fire benders remarks. It was now apparent to Bolin that while he knew he was trying, his brother did not.

Before Mako could say anything further the sound of the door opening caught both of their attention.

“After the Hundred Year War though, telegraphy completely changed long-distance communication! Don’t even get me started on the phonograph.”

Through the door they saw Korra, and the back of someone they didn’t recognize who seemed to be very passionate about technology.

“(Y/N), listen to me- “

“Not to brag but I also have a great impression of the Shiro Shinobi.” They cleared their throat before beginning. “Introducing our first team, the Fire Ferrets!” The pair heard fake cheers; Bolin’s mood began to change as he listened to the ridiculousness that was happening in front of him, a smile now making its way to his face.

“And their opponents, the uh the worse team! The fire ferrets are on fire tonight! These youth are about to enter a battle of the ages.” As he watched the person imitate what they thought earth-bending was he began to laugh. “Bolin bashes the opponent into zone two, how are the other team going to recover from this I wonder!” At this he couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

“(Y/N), I’m going to interrupt you for your own sake.” Korra said as the new person turned around. Bolin had been prepared to compliment them on their impression, but everything changed when he saw their face.

They were his age, and there was something about them that left him unable to look away. He watched as they shuffled attempting to get behind Korra but instead finding a position next to her as blush began to grow on their face.

“Hi, my names (Y/N). Please forget that ever happened.” They said, embarrassment laden across their features.

“What are you talking about? Did I miss something, Pabu did something happen?” Bolin asked the fire ferret, he paused. Nodding his head up and down in agreement as Pabu chattered into his ear. “Nope, he didn’t see anything either.” As the melodious wave of your laughter drifted into his ears, he realized making this person laugh was something he wanted to do a lot more.

Bolin could feel the pink tinge on his cheeks as he witnessed your smile, his mouth hanging slightly agape.

Apparently, there’s another thing he knows about himself for sure. He thinks (Y/N) is beautiful.

Mako on the other hand looked quite unimpressed, his mind still lingering on the yuans they needed paired with the training they also desperately needed.

“(Y/N) this is Mako and Bolin.” Korra said, introducing you to the pair. “Mako and Bolin, (Y/N). (Y/N)’s going to be staying with me at the air temple. Not that this one would bring it up but (Y/N)’s also a pretty good water bender.”

“That’s great Korra, but I thought you were coming here to practice. This isn’t the best time to be having friends around. We’re about to compete in the finals if we even have enough yuans to make it.” Mako said, acknowledging your presence with a small nod in your direction.

“The ship came early and I had to pick them up, it’s not that big of a deal Mako.” Bolin saw his brother’s eyebrow twitch, baseline Mako at his best wasn’t the politest person. Now that he was stressed beyond belief, the situation seemed to be escalating.

Bolin was still silent as he watched the exchange, eyes fixed on you.

Korra looked at both (Y/N) and Bolin. The two that she normally knew to chat up a storm or talk about something irrelevant were both silent and shy, and she realized one of two things.

“Well. If it’s such a big problem Mako why doesn’t Bolin show (Y/N) how to get to the air temple while you and I train here together. That’s if you wouldn’t mind Bolin?” Bolin shook his head and knocked himself out of his haze.

“Well that’s only if you wouldn’t mind if I bring along Pabu.” He said as he motioned to the fire ferret. Pabu made his way over to them, stopping at their feet.

“I’d like nothing more.” You said, gaze still focused on the floor but for a moment it flitted upwards to match his. You bent down to give Pabu an expertly placed scratch behind his ear, smiling as you did so.

And for just a moment, Bolin forgot about the championship, Mako, the 30,000 yuans, and felt only pure happiness at the chance to spend time with the water bender in front of him.

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Pabu’s head hung out of the front of Bolin’s shirt. The fire ferret being able to enjoy the breeze of Republic City without the pain of walking through it, only attracting the eyes of those that looked hard enough. Bolin, on the other hand was not nearly as relaxed as Pabu. Did he want to help you get to the air temple, yes. Did he want to spend as much time with you as humanly possible, also yes.

“So, what’s a beautiful water bender like you doing around these parts?” Bolin asked, mentally (and physically) slapping himself on the forehead for his choice of words as he saw your body language close up. “Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that.” He backtracked, his hands gesturing timidly as he spoke. He then saw your expression shift into one of disappointment.

“Not that I don’t think you’re beautiful either! I mean you’re gorgeous. I’m so lucky to be walking around Republic City with someone like you, are you kidding me?” Now his own face shifted into one of embarrassment, getting more nervous every second you didn’t respond to him.

Instead of slapping him in the face for being too forward you laughed once again, the sound causing happiness to bloom within himself.

“What a compliment to hear from a handsome earth bender, let alone one who is often around ‘these parts’.”

Oh boy.

He gulped as he felt his cheeks flush for probably the fiftieth time that day, he had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last.

“How about I give you a tour of Republic City instead of you heading back to Air Temple Island? It’ll be chill, you know just you and the Bolinator.” He asked with renewed confidence, his voice painstakingly smooth as he attempted to be nonchalant.

“And what exactly have you got to show me?” You said with a smile, a hint of teasing in your voice as the tension between the two of you began to slowly dissipate.

“Well we can start right here! This is my favorite bench in the city!” Bolin said as he pointed to the very unassuming bench near the pro-bending arena, “Why is this my favorite bench you might ask?”

“Bolin, I just can’t stop wondering. Why is this your favorite bench?”

“Great question, great question.” He chides as he walks around the bench with his eyes closed and arms crossed, assuming his presentational mode. “This is the very bench that I’m going to be sitting on with you in about a couple of seconds.” You rolled your eyes, the smile on your face lingering from Bolin’s antics. He sat down on the bench, motioning for you to sit next to him. When you sat with him on the small bench you immediately noticed your closeness. The warmth of his body resonating against yours, even though you thought it silly your heart still skipped a beat at the slight touch of your arms.

“You get a really nice view of the air temple from here, huh?” You said, eyes trained on the island that was so important to the previous avatar and your own grandfather. Pabu climbed out of Bolin’s shirt and onto your shoulders, nuzzling himself into your neck. Bolin had to force himself to not imagine a future in which you took care of Pabu with him.

“Yeah, sometimes I like to just come out here and look at it.” He said with a sigh.

“Need to escape sometimes?” You asked fully knowing the feeling of what it was like to need to get away.

“Not that I need to escape, it’s just... Yeah, no you’re right. I need to escape sometimes especially since I live in the arena. Everything’s so stressful with the championships and don’t even get me started on Mako.” Bolin stopped as he realized he was ranting to you; he wasn’t used to sharing these types of thoughts with anyone other than Mako. “Sorry, you probably don’t want to hear this.”

“No! Please, tell me as much as you want.”

“Well, where to start? We need 30,000 yuans to put in the pot before we can compete. This wouldn’t really be a problem if we had 30,000 yuans but we kind of don’t. Ever since Mako and I were little dudes I loved watching Toza earth bend in matches. Getting to actually go to the championships is like super huge!”

“Well do you have any plans so far?”

“I taught Pabu some circus tricks, but Mako didn’t seem so happy about them.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but your brother doesn’t seem like the nicest person. Fire ferret circus tricks sound amazing, I would pay top dollar to see it.”

“He’s just stressed. I think. Don’t worry he’s not always this crabby, although now that I think about it, it’s probably fifty-fifty.”

“Here.” You said as you reached into your pocket, Bolin turned to you in surprise as you handed him 50 yuans. “A payment in advance for being my tour guide.”

“(Y/N), I can’t take your money.”

“Don’t worry it’s for my own self-interest. I want to see you compete at the championships.”

“Nope. No can do, I can’t take your money from you.”

You internally rolled your eyes at him, wondering if all earth benders were this stubborn.

“Can you promise me something though?” You asked, his serious gaze now directed towards you causing a shiver to run down your spine.

“Anything.”

“Let’s look at each other tonight.”

“Cool! Uh, how exactly are we going to be doing that?” Bolin asked, his hand reaching to scratch his forehead in confusion.

“I’ll look at the arena and you can look at air temple island, okay? We probably won’t see each other, but it’ll be nice to know you’re there from a distance. It’s my first time away from home and I’m scared it’s going to be incredibly lonely.”

Bolin paused; his eyes trained on you without saying a word. You began to feel self-conscious about your proposal. Did he think it was weird?

“Sorry, never mind-“

“N-no! I’d love to!” He said as he registered what you said, in truth he had been stunned because of the cuteness of the request paired with the shy expression on your face. “Look at us, talking about our feelings and stuff.” His smile was warm and inviting, like a long-awaited summer breeze.

“We should probably start the tour before it gets too late!”

“C’mon! I gotta show you the fruit stand Mako and I used to steal- I mean borrow from when we were younger.” And with that the two of you were off to explore the city.

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How you ended up at the Cactus Juice jazz bar was beyond the both of you but a pleasant surprise.

“Carole!” Bolin shouted joyfully as he entered the run-down jazz bar. The brown wallpaper was peeling off of its original place and there were interesting stains in different crevices of the bar, but you couldn’t help but feel cozy in the space.

“Bolin! It’s been so long!” The woman behind the bar exclaimed as she rushed to take off her apron and join the both of you at the front. She quickly enveloped Bolin in a tight hug. “How are you?”

“I’d say I’m pretty good right now. Actually, really freaking good.” He responded while giving you a side glance, her gaze following it and her eyes then landing on you.

“Oh, hello dolly! You must be our Bolin’s beau.” Both of your eyes went large.

“No, it’s not like that.” The both of you muttered in embarrassment. She smiled before winking.

“For now. Now come on! You kids need to eat up, free of charge.”

“Carole, you are the best.” Bolin responded with a wink back as she led the both of you to the bar to sit down. “Don’t worry, I’m somewhat of a connoisseur. I’ve been coming here since I was a kid, whenever they had left over scraps, they would give them to Mako and I.” As you looked around the walls you saw pictures of Bolin and Mako everywhere.

“It seems like you guys are local legends over here.”

“Huh? Lil ol’ Bolin a legend! Ha! I think they’re more proud than anything, but I will gladly accept the title.” With his words his impatient stomach growled again, at the same time the performers were beginning to file on stage.

“I can’t wait to see them perform!” You exclaimed as you watched them set up the instruments. Music and dancing had always been an interest to you, not that you could focus on it along with your water bending training.

“Oh, see them? If you guys want your free meal you’re going to have to dance.” Carole interjected with a sly smile, messing with youngsters being her second favorite activity.

“Oh no, I don’t think I could possibly. I’m a terrible dancer.”

“Me too.” You sighed in relief when Bolin agreed with you, although instead of remaining seated he bolted up. “Let’s dance badly together!”

“Bolin, I don’t think I can-“

He held his hand out, looking softly into your eyes with his cheeks tinged pink.

“Dance with me (Y/N), please?”

How could you say no to that face? The performers nodded to each other before counting up to four. Hurriedly you and Bolin made your way up near the small stage, attracting the gazes of the few bar patrons.

There was one in particular that caught your eye, it was then you remembered you had seen him earlier passing out fliers of Amon.

You gulped, feeling your body begin to shake. Not only were you nervous to be in front of the lack-luster bar crowd, but also to be pressed close to earth bender in front of you.

“Just have fun, you’re with me. Don’t worry.” The joyous music with trumpet began, being aided by the playful melody of the piano. The two of you began to move clumsily, feet stepping on each other as you tried to get the hang of it.

Carole whistled at the two of you as you began to get your groove. Instead of looking at the people you looked into Bolin’s green eyes that were pushed upwards from how hard he was smiling, and you couldn’t help but think you looked the same way.

As the tempo increased so did your dancing, your bodies moving together fluidly in an excited manner to the music. A few of the bar patrons began clapping along and some singing the song.

You started laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation and just because of how much fun you were having, Bolin seemed to share the expression, adding in extra faces while dancing to make you laugh even harder.

He spun you around as you giggled before holding your hand and unraveling you outwards, when your body whirled back around to his your faces were so close you could feel his breath. The song slowed, the gaze you were sharing with Bolin never breaking. Your moves slowed as well as the song finished, scattered applause breaking out for the two of you. Bolin in a rush of excitement laughed and picks you up. Circling you around causing you to break into another fit of laughter.

“Not dating my ass.” Carole muttered under her breath as she dried the glass in her hands.

While the dancing the two of you did was hardly graceful it was the most fun you’d had in a while.

As you looked at Bolin’s happy eyes you couldn’t help but wonder, what would he do if he knew there was something evil lurking within you?

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As he sat back on the bench he shared with you earlier that day, he heaved a sigh of relief. Everything went well and he couldn’t be more giddy. The only issue on the table still being the 30,000 yuans. He hadn’t spoken to Mako yet, but he didn’t want to come back home with no money.

“What am I gonna do?” He muttered to himself, although Pabu had a response as he shuffled around on Bolin, finally settling after pulling something out of his pocket.

The 50 yuans. He couldn’t help the dumb smile that formed on his face as he thought of you indiscreetly shoving the money in his pockets as you hugged him, which also brought him back to the hug. He hadn’t felt something that comforting in a long time.

“I’m going to make that money! So (Y/N) can watch us compete!” He yelled to the sky at no one.

“You’re lookin for money kid?” Bolin and Pabu whipped their heads around.

“Shady Shin? What are you doing here?”

“Nothing much. Heard you became a big bending champ, not bad.”

“Oh, well thanks.”

“Listen, I need some extra security for Lightning Bolt Zolt. You in?”

“No, Mako told me not to mess with the triple threats.”

“He’s not the boss of you, take a look at this.” Shady Shin pulled out a large stack of cash causing Bolin’s eyes to immediately grow in size. This is their ticket into the championship. This was his ticket to getting (Y/N) to watch him in the championship, to make (Y/N) happy.

“I’m in!”

“Perfect.” The water tribe man said as he led Bolin away.

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That night your love-struck heart deemed it priority number one to look out of the window of your room towards the arena, and your mind couldn’t help but wonder if Bolin was looking back.

Unfortunately while you were gazing out of your window, Bolin was getting forcefully gagged. He tried to resist but his arms were no use as he was tied up. The blindfold he was wearing shrouded his world in darkness, yet all he could wonder is if he was ever going to get the chance to see you again.

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You watched in a sleepy haze as Korra practiced her air bending with Jinora and Ikki, the only sounds coming from you being the occasional yawn. You were definitely not a morning person.

“So (Y/N), you and Bolin were out late last night.” Korra said as she emerged from the other side of the air bending panels.

“Yup, I’m pretty sure we’re getting married and going to have or adopt a bunch of babies. It’s not a big deal though.” You said jokingly.

“Oh my gosh!” Ikki exclaimed in excitement. “Ooh! Ooh! How many? Can I name them? I have names ready. First we have rainbow sparkle sunshine, then-“ She continued on in an adorable manner, although you regretted your words when you saw Mako’s figure coming over the horizon.

“Oooh he’s handsome! Is that the fire nation boy that drives you crazy Korra? And is his brother the earth bender that you a huge crush on?” Jinora said loudly.

“Aren’t you and the earth bender boy gonna get married and have tons of babies (Y/N)!?” Ikki said even louder, you sighed knowing Mako was surely within hearing range. In many ways you loved the air bending kids, although in this moment you wanted to water bend them off of the island.

“Hey Korra, (Y/N).” He said as he approached, “have either of you seen Bolin today?” Your heart dropped at his words.

“No, the last time I saw him was yesterday. Do you think somethings wrong?” You asked worriedly.

Mako sighed, “I don’t know, I just know Bolin has a knack of getting himself into stupid situations. Never mind, see you later.” He said as he began to walk off. You grabbed his arm before he got too far.

“No Mako, we’ll help you.”

“Nah, I’ll be good.” He said coolly as he attempted to leave once more.

“Tough guy, just take the help.” Korra insisted, and this time Mako gave in. To you his approval didn’t matter though, you were going to find Bolin no matter the method and you knew just where to start.

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