ItsNiah

I’m open to requests!

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Welcome

Hi I’m Niah! This is just a little intro to my page!

I’m a teenager who loves to read, paint, draw, and play with my cats.

I only write x readers..sorry!

I do not write smut

Requests are always open!!

Fandoms I write for

Avatar

Gachiakuta

JJK

Assassination Classroom

Soul Eater

Black butler

TPN

Ouran highschool host club

(There’s more buttt I don’t feel like putting it all, youre always welcome to ask!)

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Y’all I feel like Enjin is such a fun character to write for and in general. THAT is DADAAA😛😛😛😛. Anyways the point is if you have any Enjin requests I wool Gladly take them along with the other fandoms I write for (pinned).

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Beauty Contest

Tamsy Caines x pretty! fem! reader

Drabbles..Kinda?

This was kinda short sorry! I’ll get more out soon, life’s just been life lol.🫶🏾

Tamsy was a pretty man, I mean it was obvious. His gorgeous eyelashes, two toned hair, and delicate eyes drew any sane person in without a thought. So when you were introduced to team Eager it was surprising to everyone to say the least.

When you walked in all..well pretty, put together, a smile small, but content, it wowed everyone. After only being on team Eager for a week you had bonded with nearly everyone while prioritizing time for yourself of course. The guys in the headquarters would offer to help you with anything, even if you were perfectly capable, which they knew already, but all but one man did this. The boys name you learned was Tamsy definitely caught your eye. I mean he was gorgeous obviously, and was also obviously avoiding you! Sure you were conventionally attractive but he had an angelic beauty, the kind found in art that was difficult to understand.

Now Tamsy on the other hand knew you were attractive for sure. The problem was he had always been the one people recognized as handsome even beautiful. So he thought, If you can’t beat them join them in. If he was getting his spotlight stolen, why not try to be with you. Sure it was planned at the start..but feelings came along with the pretend for Tamsy.

You immediately noticed lingering touches when he would help you with things. The way he would say your name drawn out and sweet. It gotten to the point you guys drew attention together now. Two pretty people in a relationship together didn’t go unnoticed by anyone, it had been a topic lingering around the HQ for a while now. As Enjin put it “couldn’t really see Tamsy with a chick like that.” Tamsy was angelic while you were more..rough with soft edges. There was a confidence around you that made you attractive, a soft but unshakable character.

When you official started dating Tamsy was very protective, yet very proud of dating you. He no longer felt jealous of you, but like he had something to show off now. You would walk hand in hand grabbing attention of the people surrounding you. When he sneaks his hand around your waist when he gets in a mood, he’s definitely trying to tell someone to stop doing whatever it is they’re doing. Sure he’s kind of possessive, but it’s sweet..right?

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Who do I write for next!

Sokka

Enjin

Tamsy

Voting ended onJun 6

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Heyyy, you requested something for me and I wanna request something for you!!

I have OCD (repetitive behaviour and LOTS of symmetry, visually and feeling wise) and I would love a Death the Kid x OCD!reader :))

I hope you feel comfortable with writing that, if you have any question about my type of OCD feel free to ask, I'm an open book <3

Nori

Thanks for the request! I love this idea aswell 🫶🏾

Sorry for leaving this on a random note, but a part 2 could always be possible if anyone wants it!!👀

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Your Pov:

Me and Kiara (meister) approach the large stairs of the DWMA. We pause at the steps as I fix my hair to make it even on both sides,”what the hell! These stairs are going to take us forever to get up!” Kiara says with a groan as I finally get my hair into place.

We begin walking but I’m more focused now on counting the steps to see if they’re an even number. Even in the scorching heat I’m focused on the perfection of symmetry and “eveness” or something, funny right? Even I recognize my OCD, it makes me do things others wouldn’t even think about. For example, feeling like if I don’t do something in a certain order I can’t do it! Even I realize some people don’t focus on things like that, but it do.

After successfully counting the stairs, them actually being an even number, which made me have a good start to my day, me and Kiara finally reach the top of the stairs and are greeted by a blonde haired girl, a spiky blue haired boy, and a…black haired boy with very unsymmetrical hair. They were arguing about something and paused when they noticed us.

The blonde haired girl Immediately stiffened and stood. “Sorry about that..I’m maka and-.” “IM BLACK STAR YOURE LUCKY ENOUGH ILL BE SHOWING YOU AROUND,” the spiky haired boy yells making me and Kiara wince. “Sorry about those two, I’m Death the Kid it’s nice to meet you both.” The black haired guy goes to shake my hand and I notice his gaze faltering a bit..he looks like he’s seen a ghost or something. “My name is (name) and this is Kiara, Is everything ok..?” The boy pauses and suddenly has a glint in his eye. “Youre so symmetrical! Just look at your hair it’s perfect-.” Before he can say anymore two blonde haired girls walk up, the taller one dragging him away. “Sorry about that, the guys got some screws loose. “It’s ok! I thought it was..sweet in a way.” Even I haven’t ever seen anyone so excited over symmetry, I mean it’s amazingly satisfying, but this is a whole other level.

The three meisters walk us around the school showing us how huge it really was, not just from the outside looking in. Kiara seems distracted, and I’m usually the one doing that. I fiddle with the rings on each of my fingers before I feel a bump to my shoulder. Kiara then begins to speak “that black haired kid is an odd one, he keeps looking over here, weird huh?” I reply with a hum “yeah..weird.”

Kids POV:

I have never seen anyone so symmetrical in my life. Down to her clothes, or the way she fixes her bracelets when they slide down to an uneven length. “Kid.” I hear Liz’s voice break my thoughts. “You seem out of it, everything good?” Liz says while looking over at me along with Patty. “Everything’s just fine, nothing to worry about.” I said but not to long before I take a glance towards (Name). Patty suddenly bursts into laughter “kids got a crush!” My face gets hot, and thankfully we’re walking a ways ahead of them. “You can’t just go screaming things like that Patty, what if she hears you!” I say with a sigh.

Just as we walk through the halls, there’s two pictures on the wall that are not at all symmetrical, awful. I stop and begin straightening the pictures. It seemed as I could tilt it a bit to the left, to the right, even completely moving it and it still remains unsymmetrical. “Kid, it’s been 30 minutes! Are we seriously going to stand here all day!?” Liz says with crossed arms. “If that’s what it takes I will gladly stand here all day, how could you ignore this unsymmetrical mess just sitting here?”

Your POV:

45 minutes had passed…now Kid was in a corner talking about how he was a “failure.” I slowly approach him, followed by a tap on the shoulder. “Hey..Kid, you okay?” I ask him while he still sits facing the corner. “No. I’m a failure, I can’t even seem to make two paintings symmetrical, I don’t deserve pity..” “I don’t think you’re a failure, I actually struggle with the same things sometimes…” Kid seemed to perk up at the mentioning of my similar struggles. “You do, really?” He says in a tone that even quiet screams I didn’t even know that was possible. “Yeah, I do, sometimes I count steps, spend hours fixing something, or tossing and turning in my sleep. Kid looked shocked to see that someone shared his pain.

“So, I’m not a failure..?” I laughed slightly. “Of course not, we all have things some people may not understand, but that’s what makes us different you know! Kid looks up with a soft smile that I assumed was rare, but definitely present.

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Since then, let’s just say Kid has been head over heels, someone who finally understands him and they’re symmetrical! What more could he ask for really.

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Chief!Sokka x Reader

This is gonna be a series cuz I want an excuse to write more Sokka fics 😔

Warnings - None, fluff?

Chapter 1 - Reuniting and bonding

The biting Southern wind cuts right through your heavy parka, but you refuse to budge. You keep your eyes glued to the glass display of a small jewellery shop right by the bustling harbour, pretending to be deeply fascinated by a silver-and-sapphire armband.

"Hey! I told you, if you aren't buying, clear out! You're blocking the display for actual paying customers!" the shopkeeper barks from behind the counter, rubbing her hands together for warmth.

You offer a tight, apologetic smile but don't move. The truth is, you don't care about the jewelry. You are just using it as a shield to keep yourself from pacing up and down the docks, your stomach twisting into anxious knots.

Today is the day he comes home.

It feels surreal. The Southern Water Tribe around you is unrecognizable from the snowy village you grew up in. Rebuilt and remodeled, it now mirrors the grand, towering ice structures of the North, complete with sprawling canals and massive fortified walls. But the physical changes are nothing compared to the mental shift you're trying to process.

Sokka is coming back. Your childhood best friend, the boy you used to throw snowballs at and share smoked sea prune snacks with, is returning to take his rightful place as the new Chief. He left years ago with Katara, and in his absence, the rumours traveled faster than the tides. Word on the docks is that Sokka has grown into a fierce, intimidating warrior - a master swordsman who commands respect with a single cold glare.

You swallow hard, your fingers trembling slightly against the frozen glass. What if he doesn't remember me? What if he’s completely different?

"Look at you, sweating in a blizzard," a teasing voice giggles from behind you.

You turn to see your two closest friends, Akita and Keyla, walking up to you. Akita is grinning ear to ear, while Keyla gives you a knowing, supportive nudge.

"We knew we'd find you hiding over here," Keyla says, her voice softening. "Deep breaths. It’s just Sokka, your best friend."

"It's not just Sokka anymore," you mutter, looking out toward the horizon where a massive, ornate Water Tribe ship is pulling into the harbour. "He's a warrior. A leader. What if he looks at me and just sees some kid he used to know?"

"Not a chance," Akita says firmly, grabbing your arm and gently pulling you away from the angry shopkeeper. "Come on, the ship is docking."

Your heart hammers against your ribs as you, Akita, and Keyla push through the gathering crowd at the pier. The gangplank lowers with a heavy thud.

As you take a deep breath and step forward, a group of hollering men crash into you.

"It’s too cold for you out here," one says, hurriedly unfastening his heavy outer parka. "Take mine."

"No, take mine! It’s genuine seal-skin," another insists, stepping into your path. "I wouldn't want the most beautiful woman in the South to catch a chill before the ceremony."

You sigh, offering a practiced, graceful decline. "Thank you, truly, but I’m perfectly fine."

Ah, yes, this was one of those irritating moments of your life. Growing up, many elders in the tribe had complimented you - saying that you were very beautiful. And while that was a compliment, it came with the huge burden of desperate fanboys who were constantly vying for you attention.

The crowd around you suddenly falls into a hush, while Akita and Keyla pushed passed the now-dazed fanboys, you peer over the crowd.

Your breath hitches in your throat.

The boy you knew is entirely gone. Standing at the top of the ramp is a man. At twenty-one, Sokka is incredibly tall, his shoulders so broad they practically fill the frame of the ship's walkway. His jawline is sharp, his wolf-tail ( now much longer than you recall ) neatly tied back, and his ocean-blue eyes hold a striking, commanding depth. He wears the heavy, regal blues of a high-ranking warrior, a masterfully crafted meteor-sword strapped to his hip. He is, without a doubt, absolutely breathtakingly handsome.

Fierce and intimidating, your mind echoes. You instinctively step back, suddenly feeling very small.

But then, Sokka’s gaze sweeps over the crowd. He isn't looking at the new ice architecture or the banners flying in his honor. He is searching for someone.

And then, his eyes lock onto you.

The fierce, stoic expression on the young Chief's face instantly melts away. Time seems to stop completely. The roaring wind, the chattering crowd, Akita and Keyla nudging your shoulders - it all fades into absolute silence.

As you look up at him, a sudden, electric warmth floods your chest, completely banishing the freezing cold. You are twenty now, no longer the little girl he left behind, and the way his eyes widen tells you he notices. There is an instant, undeniable pull between you - a sudden, breathless realisation that changes everything. It isn't just nostalgia; it is love, sudden and fierce, striking both of you at first sight.

Sokka doesn't wait for the scrawny man beside him to finish announcing him. He breaks into a stride, practically jogging down the gangplank, his eyes never leaving yours.

The intimidating warrior persona vanishes entirely, replaced by a massive, goofy, familiar grin that makes your heart soar.

"Hey," he breathes, stopping just inches away from you. By now, all the fanboys from earlier had dispersed. Up close, he towers over you, smelling of salt air and home. He rubs the back of his neck, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. "It's... it's really good to see you."

You let out a breath you feel like you've been holding for years, a radiant smile breaking across your face. "Welcome home, Chief Sokka."

" Jeez Sokka, you didn't miss us?" Akita says teasingly.

Sokka snaps out of his daze, his eyes reluctantly leaving yours to look at your two friends. A look of pure recognition and joy lights up his face. "Akita! Keyla!"

Before any royal decorum can stop him, Sokka pulls both of them into a hearty, rib-crushing hug.

"Look at you!" Keyla laughs, patting his broad shoulder as they pull apart. "You actually grew into those giant feet of yours. We weren't sure the rumors were true."

"Hey, I am a fully grown, intimidating warrior now," Sokka says, puffing out his chest playfully, though he can't hide his goofy smile. "But it is so good to see you guys. I've missed you."

The scrawny man clears his throat behind Sokka, a polite but firm reminder of the crowd still watching them. He adjusts his royal scroll, looking amused but professional.

"Ah, right!" Sokka says, turning to his advisor. "Kento, these are my childhood friends. The troublemakers I told you about from the old village."

Sokka steps beside Kento, gesturing to each of you proudly. "Kento, this is Akita, and this is Keyla. They once convinced me that a frozen tiger-seal was a ghost." Akita and Keyla both laugh, bowing their heads respectfully.

Then, Sokka’s voice softens, his gaze drifting right back to you, an undeniable warmth in his eyes. "And this is... well, she's the girl that never stopped pelting me with snowballs. But she's also the person who drew a lot of those blue prints for the new harbour."

Kento’s eyes widen slightly with genuine respect. He steps forward and offers you a deep, traditional bow. "An honor to finally meet you. The Chief has spoken very highly of your intelligence and resourcefulness during our journey here. Though, I see he left out a few details regarding your... undeniable prominence in the tribe." Kento glances subtly at the lingering bachelors in the background, a small, knowing smirk on his face.

You return the bow gracefully. "The honor is mine, Kento. Welcome to the South."

Sokka hooks his thumbs into his warrior belt, looking incredibly proud to be standing next to you, completely oblivious to the jealous glares of the young men still watching from afar. "Alright, Kento, let's get the official business over with quickly. I have a lot of catching up to do."

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Though Sokka’s mind is filled with visions of exploring the towering ice canals, racing canoes down the new waterways, and spending every waking moment catching up with you, the reality of his new title hits him like a tidal wave.

He is swarmed with work from the moment he steps into the grand council chambers.

The tribal elders and senior councilors drone on for hours about trade tariffs, ice-masonry budgets, and fishing route disputes. Sokka sits at the head of the massive carved-ice table, propping his chin up with his hand, his eyes glazing over as his brain slowly turns to mush.

Fortunately for him, you are sitting just a few seats away.

As a member of the tribe's junior council - a position you earned through your sheer brilliance and sharp strategic mind - you are required to attend. To Sokka's absolute relief, you become his saving grace. Whenever an elder launches into a particularly long-winded, boring speech, you catch Sokka’s eye across the table. With a subtle raise of your eyebrow, a sharp, whispered joke, or a funny face made when no one else is looking, you keep him completely entertained. When he starts to drift off entirely, you smoothly ask a poignant question about the blueprint in front of him, subtly guiding him back to the topic and keeping him focused.

He is completely captivated by how effortlessly you command the room, your intelligence shining brighter than the lanterns illuminating the ice walls.

Near the end of a grueling four-hour meeting, Kento steps forward, unrolling a fresh, heavy scroll.

"Moving on to cultural affairs," Kento announces, his formal voice echoing in the chamber. "The Blue Moon Festival is nearing. As you all know, this is a rare lunar event that only occurs every few years. It is a vital celebration for our people's spirits and unity."

Sokka lets out a heavy, dramatic sigh, slumping back into his carved ice throne. "Great. Another festival. Which means more speeches, more formal robes, and more paperwork. Can't we just... push it back a month?"

"The moon waits for no man, Chief Sokka," Kento says dryly, adjusting his spectacles. "And tradition dictates that the Chief, alongside one designated member of the junior council, must personally oversee every single detail of the preparations. From the ice-sculpting to the catering."

"Ugh, come on, Kento. It's a total hassle," Sokka groans, throwing his hands up. "I'm already drowning in fishing quotas! Can't someone else handle the festival prep?"

"The rule is absolute, Chief," Kento replies smoothly, turning his gaze toward the junior council members. "Therefore, the senior council has deliberated and selected the most qualified mind to assist you. The junior council representative for the Blue Moon Festival will be..." Kento looks directly at you. "...our leading strategist."

Sokka’s complaints die instantly in his throat.

He bolts upright in his seat, his posture suddenly rigid, his blue eyes wide. He looks from Kento to you, a sudden, bright spark igniting in his chest. The prospect of spending days on end, completely alone with you, planning a romantic, moonlit festival, completely overrides his exhaustion.

"You know what, Kento?" Sokka interrupts loudly, clearing his throat and trying to adopt a deeply dignified, serious expression. "On second thought... cultural heritage is the backbone of the Southern Water Tribe. As Chief, it is my solemn duty to ensure the Blue Moon Festival is absolutely flawless."

You bite your lip to hide a laugh, catching the sudden, eager grin Sokka tries to hide.

"I am more than willing to sacrifice my free time for this," Sokka continues righteously, leaning forward and resting his interlocking fingers on the table, staring right at you with an intense, heated gaze. "And I think the council made an excellent choice. I look forward to working closely with you."

Kento raises an eyebrow, a small, knowing smirk playing on his lips as he rolls up the scroll. "Very well, Chief. The first preparation meeting begins tomorrow morning. Just the two of you."

Kento knew something was up if he was betraying his usual deadpan expression and dry, sarcastic voice.

Over the next week, the towering ice-palace of the Southern Water Tribe becomes the backdrop to your own personal fairytale.

You and Sokka spend nearly every waking hour together, tucked away in a private strategy room preparing for the Blue Moon Festival. What was supposed to be a grueling chore turns into the highlight of your days. Together, you analyze the physics of massive ice-sculptures, sample plates of sweet sea-prune tarts for the catering menu, and map out the security patrol routes for the harbor.

Your brilliant, strategic mind keeps the preparations flawless, while Sokka’s quick wit keeps you laughing until your ribs ache. With every late-night session lit by glowing spirit-lanterns, the space between you shrinks. A lingering touch of his hand over a blueprint, the way his deep blue eyes soften whenever you speak, the gentle warmth of his chest pressed to your back as he points something out on a map - the electric pull between you grows undeniable.

By the day before the festival, the shift in your dynamic is blindingly obvious.

Akita, Keyla, and even the strictly professional Kento notice it immediately. The way Sokka hovers over you, fiercely protective yet completely captivated, is impossible to miss.

That afternoon, the four of you - you, Sokka, Akita, and Keyla -are sitting at an outdoor ice-cafe by the grand canal, enjoying a rare moment of downtime over cups of steaming ginger tea.

"I'll be right back, guys," you say with a radiant smile, sliding out from the booth. "I’m just going to use the restroom."

Sokka’s eyes trace your form until you disappear through the cafe doors. The moment the door clicks shut, Akita and Keyla lean across the table, their expressions turning identical, devious smirks. Kento, who is standing nearby reviewing a clipboard, quietly steps closer, an amused glint in his eye.

"Alright, lover boy, spill it," Akita demands, propping her chin on her hands.

Sokka blinks, startled out of his daze. "Spill what? The tea? It's perfectly level -"

"Don't play dumb, Sokka," Keyla chuckles, leaning in. "The way you look at her? You’re practically drooling every time she breathes. Do you like her or what?"

Sokka’s cheeks instantly flare a brilliant, deep crimson. He rubs the back of his neck, looking down at his tea as a shy, genuine smile tugs at his lips. "I mean... okay, maybe. Maybe I have some... slight feelings for her. It’s hard not to. She’s brilliant, she's funny, and spirits, she is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen."

Akita and Keyla exchange a sharp, knowing look.

"Well, Chief, you better move fast," Akita warns, her tone turning entirely serious. "Because in case you haven't noticed, she is the most high-in-demand girl in the entire Southern Tribe. There is a literal line of young bachelors waiting to ask her to the festival tomorrow night."

"Yeah," Keyla adds, crossing her arms. "She isn't going to stay single for long. If you don't step up, someone else will."

Sokka scoffs, puffing out his broad chest and smirking with a sudden wave of confidence. "Please. Have you seen the guys chasing her? They're total stiffs. I’m the Chief of this tribe, a master swordsman, and I have a roguish charm they couldn't replicate if they tried. I'm unlike any other man in this tribe. She’d never choose one of them over me."

Akita narrows her eyes, a wicked idea forming in her mind. "Oh, really? So you think you’re a total catch? Fine. Let’s put that ego to a trial."

Sokka’s smirk falters. "A... trial?"

"Yes," Keyla chimes in, catching on to Akita’s plan with a grin. "Swear to us right now that you won't ask her out to the Blue Moon Festival. Let’s see if your 'roguish charm' keeps her waiting for you, or if some other guy sweeps her off her feet."

"What?! No! That is a terrible trial!" Sokka whines dramatically, throwing his hands in the air. "Why would I do that? I have a perfectly good romantic speech prepared in my head - "

"I agree with the young ladies, Chief Sokka," Kento’s calm, authoritative voice interrupts.

Sokka gapes up at his advisor. "Kento! You're supposed to be on my side!"

"A true leader does not let pride cloud his judgment," Kento says playfully, tapping his clipboard. "Consider it a test of patience and humility. I require your signature on these trade documents anyway, which means you will be far too busy tonight to chase after her. Agree to the terms, Chief."

"This is mutiny!" Sokka groans, burying his face in his hands as Akita and Keyla laugh triumphantly. "Fine! I swear! I won't ask her out today. But you're all torturing me."

Later that night, the harbor is alive with the glow of thousands of blue festival lanterns, reflecting beautifully off the massive ice walls. You are walking along the pier, the freezing wind brushing your cheeks, your heart heavy with a profound sense of disappointment.

The festival is tomorrow, and Sokka hadn't asked you.

You had spent all week hoping, dropping subtle hints, wishing desperately that he would ask you to be his date. Little did you know, Sokka was currently standing just a few yards away, hidden in the shadow of a grand ice archway, bound by his oath and being strictly escorted by Kento.

Sokka’s eyes are glued to you, his heart aching to run over and pull you into his arms.

But before he can even think about breaking his promise, a handsome young bachelor from the tribe - one of the boys from the harbour -steps into your path. He holds a beautiful, hand-carved ice flower, his face flushed with nervous excitement.

From the shadows, Sokka freezes, his jaw clenching.

"Excuse me," the young man says to you, bowing politely. "I know you're incredibly busy with the council, but... I was wondering if you would do me the honour of attending the Blue Moon Festival with me tomorrow night?"

In the shadows, Sokka lets out a low growl, his hand instinctively gripping the hilt of his meteor-sword. "That's it, trial over. Kento, let me at him, I'm going to - "

Kento firmly plants his arm across Sokka’s chest, holding the broad-shouldered warrior back with surprising strength. "Hold your ground, Chief. An oath is an oath."

Sokka is forced to watch, his stomach twisting into agonizing knots of pure jealousy and regret. He watches the man offer you the flower, his heart sinking into his boots as he realises his pride might have just cost him the only girl he has ever truly loved.

But as you look at the ice flower, your smile is polite, distant, andtinged with a quiet sadness. You look past the young man's shoulder, your eyes scanning the harbor, wishing with everything inside you that the tall, broad-shouldered Chief would come rushing out of the dark to claim you instead.

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okay guys, fyi this is just the grace period. Let's just say this cute romance is probably gonna die into drama and maybe angst in the next few chapters. and also sorry this took so long, idk why but I proofread this like 10 times but I still feel like somethings off.

also I desperately tried to give Akita, Keyla and Kento's characters more seasoning but I guess there wasn't enough stuff going on for me to. DW more characters will be added later on and stuff.

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Enjin Relationship headcannons (Meeting ➡️ Comfessing)

Hii guys! If you want relationship head cannons next lmk!

Background

you were a friend of Seimus, you had met her at a bar on one of her days off and surprise you were a giver. You enjoyed your life more as a normal woman rather than fighting trash beasts, but she bought you a drink (after trying to flirt with you) and made you laugh the whole time so you where sold by the end of the night

First Interaction

Seimu introduced you to Corvus who gladly welcomed you. She set up a meeting for you and Corvus, and during that well…someone came in not even thinking about knocking and of course it was Enjin.

“Hey, got a question-“ He stopped in his tracks for a minute looking between you and Corvus but lingering on you for longer. You were definitely pretty, but not the dumb pretty you were sophisticated to say the least. “Eh..my bad” he says as he closes the door. Even on the other the other side of the door your pretty face and nice figure did not go unnoticed, not to mention you looked smart.

Meeting Enjin

A week later after your meeting with Corvus you were assigned to Akuta and Seimu introduced you.

You walked in with Seimu with a small smile on your face. You look around the room to see 3 kids and the same blonde man from before.

“Well looks like we have a new member, the names Enjin welcome to Akuta.” you shake his hand as you greet him. “What’s your name pretty lady” you were a bit surprised at the comment, but he looks like the type. “(Name)” you reply attempting to act like this man wasn’t as fine as he was, I mean it was your first day here what do you look like flirting?

Enjin had tattoos, golden blonde hair, and a smile that looked calming but also like nothing good to come out of him. Of course during your first time meeting him you notice, I mean who wouldn’t!

Liking you

Ever since the first interaction he’s definitely been a flirt. Though you tried to act annoyed or focused on other things it did get to you. The casual “babes” or “sweets” did not go unnoticed even if you tried.

Enjin obviously liked you, in fact everyone knew. Even Zanka called him out on his “staring problem.”

One time you were about to go out with Seimu and just as you were walking out the door Enjin was amazed. He literally stood there so long you thought you had something stupid on your face. “Enjin…?” Enjin snapped out of it when he felt a slap to the back of his head by Seimu. “Whattt can’t I admire a pretty lady when I see one, Enjin replies despite Seimu’s protest for him to stop oogling. The interaction got a quiet laugh out of you that you can’t deny you thought about more than once throughout the night.

Confessing

You’d been on the team a little over a month now. Akuta had just went on a hard mission, well particularly hard for you. Riyo had been going for a trashbeast, but another one was coming for her. You tried to move her out of the way but didn’t in time, leaving her hurt pretty badly and you bruised. You felt terrible about it, you could tell Riyo looked up to you plus you guys had a great bond, not being able to save her just..got to you. You sit on the roof of the cleaners building as you do sometimes to clear your head. You got to wondering if you couldn’t save Riyo..who else would you fail to save and how many times would you fail until you were able to save anyone.

Your pov:

You let my head hang low as it sat in my palm. You release a huff but not before I hear a sound indicating I wasn’t hear alone. “(Name) everything good?” Enjin said but before I could answer he plopped down next to me anyway. “Yeah, all good..im just..i don’t know.” Enjin sat there not responding for a minute, soaking in the knowing silence surrounding you. “Hey, I understand how you feel, but don’t forget you tried to save her, trying outweighs failure or success.” Enjin says with a small smile as he inches closer. “But I still failed..to save someone I loved, what if she was hurt even badly than she is now or-.” “Listen to me you are way more capable than you give yourself credit for sugar, even if you don’t recognize it everyone one else sure as hell does.”Enjin talks while looking at you with a warm smile. You look over at Enjin and give him a warm smile. “This helped..a lot, thank you Enjin.” Just as you finish you pull him into a hug, you didn’t know why you were doing it, but you were grateful he was there in this moment with you. “Is this a bad time to ask you to go out sometime..?” And that’s where it all started.🌂✨💛

[hiitsme-again]

Hey guys!

Do you guys have any requests🫶🏾

I also watch anime if you’re interested in any of that just ask! (Gachiakuta, jjk, ect…even Black Butler) along with avatar obviously or avatar the legend of Aang (I haven’t actually watched it but I get the point)

Only rules are no smut cause I am NOT doing all that cause yeah, other than that feel free to ask for whatever you would like!🧸✨

[hiitsme-again]

Cuddling with Gachiakuta Men!

(Y’all I’m so mad I made paragraphs each for each man and I messed up so I deleted the post without thinking twice and I lost it..so if you requested it I’m so sorry!)

Enjin

Would definitely like spooning you, I mean hes a tall guy.

The go to after a mission would definitely be to lie in bed and talk about whatever comes to mind.

He would definitely have his hand on your waist, unconsciously massaging it.

Bro

Let’s be real Bro is a big guy and yk what we love that.

The size difference would definitely be a perk when cuddling.

You could literally lie directly on top of him while looking down at him.

He would definitely rub your back until you both unintentionally fall asleep.

Gris

Gris is such a nice guy that I think cuddling could go anyway.

It would probably be your head on his chest most times.

You kinda sit there in silence after talking for a bit, but not in a depressing way in a content way where words don’t even matter.

[hiitsme-again]

Hey guys!

Do you guys have any requests🫶🏾

I also watch anime if you’re interested in any of that just ask! (Gachiakuta, jjk, ect…even Black Butler) along with avatar obviously or avatar the legend of Aang (I haven’t actually watched it but I get the point)

Only rules are no smut cause I am NOT doing all that cause yeah, other than that feel free to ask for whatever you would like!🧸✨

[hiitsme-again]

Cuddling with Gachiakuta Men!

(Y’all I’m so mad I made paragraphs each for each man and I messed up so I deleted the post without thinking twice and I lost it..so if you requested it I’m so sorry!)

Enjin

Would definitely like spooning you, I mean hes a tall guy.

The go to after a mission would definitely be to lie in bed and talk about whatever comes to mind.

He would definitely have his hand on your waist, unconsciously massaging it.

Bro

Let’s be real Bro is a big guy and yk what we love that.

The size difference would definitely be a perk when cuddling.

You could literally lie directly on top of him while looking down at him.

He would definitely rub your back until you both unintentionally fall asleep.

Gris

Gris is such a nice guy that I think cuddling could go anyway.

It would probably be your head on his chest most times.

You kinda sit there in silence after talking for a bit, but not in a depressing way in a content way where words don’t even matter.

[talesofanemerald]

Idc, normalize kink shaming. Cause y'all be using “don’t kink shame” and “it’s fiction” to excuse being into incest, pedophilia, cannibalism, etc. Like, be so fr, you ship a 14 year old with a 30 year, want to get railed by your dad and want to see two brothers f*ck each other. I don’t engage with things fictionally that I don’t like/wouldn’t want to do in real life. Yes, I’m judging you.

[maniccrystalhippie]

I'm quite exhausted by the puritanism (is that a word? Idk) flooding fandoms, however I have to admit that I agree with OP. I know AO3 was built by a wincest writer and I am not here to criticize them, but we have to establish a breaking point. When fanfics glorify/sexualize atrocities like minors being taken advantage of by adults (even if it's fictional), the author is endorsing that behavior. There are "fanfics" about stepcest/incest without TW and tbh they all read like a self insert (which concerns me because is this a step parent writing it? That's my deepest concern) with a bunch of problematic age play/kinks. It often makes me wonder what the author is into, as many child predators are found to be quite active in online spaces; they don't always consume pictures/videos, as many of them also like to read/write self inserts. Pedophilia has no space in fandom. Point blank period.

So my point is, where do we draw the line? I don't think there should necessarily be 'rules' as art is subjective, but aren't there topics we just refuse to dive into? Why would any sane person write about necrophilia, pedophilia, incest and problematic age gaps "kinks" as if they are on the same level as degrading/choking/impact play/defecation kinks? I have seen THREE different fanfictions that are basically Epstein Island but all the rich billionaires are fictional characters; does that not DISGUST you? No mentally stable pan person would EVER sexualize/glorify something like that.

To be clear- I'm not talking about stories/shows/fanfics that explore these topics while SHOWING it is wrong ( ex: DandaDan and Lolita). I'm talking about the fics/stories that glorify/normalize/sexualize these topics.

Consider this as your friendly reminder that by constantly "joking" or consuming media regarding a specific kink, you are creating a gateway to developing this as a sexual interest. Let's remember people often joke about things they already find subconsciously appealing as a way to "test the waters" to see if it is socially acceptable to those around them. Additionally, repeatedly talking about a topic normalizes it, which can reduce inhibitions and allow a subconcious interest to grow via classic conditioning (for author and reader)

Well that's my soap box for the day.

[hiitsme-again]

Aang! x Earth bender/Humanitarianism reader!

There may be some spelling errors I missed! If so sorry lol..🫶🏾

Also not too much this is my first time posting anything, tips are also appreciated!

Requested by: @ayannasinterlude

Summary: Helping people was sometbing you thrived at, even as a child living in the refined atmosphere of the earth kingdom. You wanted to travel and help people while also caring for the earth itself because well the world and obviously not even the four nations were perfect, I mean there was 100 year war like 10 years ago. You’re traveling to help community’s with your boyfriend Aang, you think there’s nothing wrong with helping, until a man says otherwise..

Readers POV:

Traveling to communities to help people using earthbending in the scorching heat wouldn’t be the average persons way to spend their time, but somehow here I am, though I always find myself coming back to the Earth and its inhabitants. Sure it’s hot, humid, and makes you feel like your skins burning, the dark sage green on my clothing not helping my situation. but atleast I have my boyfriend Aang as a distraction. He’s going on about something funny Appa did, but I’m more focused on some old guy in the distance who seems to have taken an interest to us, I mean I am with the avatar after-all. “Hey, everything okay?” He grabs my hand gently, I snap out of the heat filled dazed I was in “yeah, everything’s fine..I just zoned out.”

“Excuse me?” A woman approaches us with her daughter, though she looks young. “There’s a ledge right behind our house, it’s making noises of shifting and it may fall, could you help?” “No problem!” I respond as me and Aang follow behind her to her house,though his attention seems to be elsewhere. “Aang…Aang!” I finally grab his attention “oh..uh sorry!” I get a bit concerned “what’s up? You seem..distracted.” He shakes his head with a slight smile “It’s nothing, no need to worry!” I obviously do worry anyway, what did he see?

We reach the woman’s house, which I learned her name was Hana. The house was small but very homey, and behind it like she said was a ledge. I walk up to it, feeling the rock with the palm of my hand and I had my answer. “Well, it’s definitely going to fall soon, the base of this rock is struggling to withstand the point at the edge.” “You know, you never fail to surprise me with your Earth-bending knowledge.” Aang says with a smile as he steps to the side while I examine the rock. I give a smile back before people begin to come out of the houses and look out of their windows with no shame whatsoever.

“Well, we definitely have an audience..” I say to Aang stifling a laugh as people bombarde him, well he is the avatar and I’ve made a pretty decent name for myself too. Traveling around the world with Aang to help people has definitely gained myself some popularity. “As uhm- Excited I am to see everyone can we give (name) some space please!” I hear Aang say amongst the people. They begin to back away, leaving me to do my work freely. I put my hands out and begin shaping the ledge until the edge of it snaps, and I catch it in my palm.

Aangs POV:

I watch her do her work the way we moved with the earth willingly, no matter how much I see it she never fails to surprise me. We’ve known eachother since we were teenagers and I’ve gotten to see her grow. My thoughts are interrupted when a man comes into the center of the cleared out people, specifically the man I saw looking at us earlier when we arrived.

He appears to be older maybe late 60s? I approach him, “Excuse me sir, can I help you with anything?” The man turns around with a smile, but something looks..off about him. “Ah it’s the avatar, tell me are you traveling with this young woman?” I reply hesitantly “Yes, I am accompanying her-“ He cuts me off before I can speak. “Good! She needs a man to keep her out of trouble am I right!” As soon as those words come out of his mouth, my stomach turns. “What do you mean sir?” I say trying to keep control. The man chuckles “Well women, their delicate creatures. They shouldnt be moving boulders and such, it’s too dangerous.” What was he saying, seriously! (Name) is capable over taking care of herself she trained with Toph, the greatest earthbender in the world, she’s obviously amazing! I step closer to him raising my voice even if I prefer not to, I have to. “Listen, you can have your opinions but I’ll let you know that (Name) is completely capable of doing anything she puts her mind to woman or not, so I suggest you think before speaking that way of the Avatars loved one. The man’s eyes went wide then his brows furrowed, he then walked away without a word.

Readers POV:

I finished my work, and then went up to Aang who was looking quite serious, which wasn’t usual for him even as an adult. “Did something happen?” Aang picks me up and puts me on his shoulder along with a whoosh of wind. “No, just know you’re amazing no matter what you do.”🪨💚

[hiitsme-again]

Hey guys!

Do you guys have any requests🫶🏾

I also watch anime if you’re interested in any of that just ask! (Gachiakuta, jjk, ect…even Black Butler) along with avatar obviously or avatar the legend of Aang (I haven’t actually watched it but I get the point)

Only rules are no smut cause I am NOT doing all that cause yeah, other than that feel free to ask for whatever you would like!🧸✨

[hiitsme-again]

Aang! x Earth bender/Humanitarianism reader!

There may be some spelling errors I missed! If so sorry lol..🫶🏾

Also not too much this is my first time posting anything, tips are also appreciated!

Requested by: @ayannasinterlude

Summary: Helping people was sometbing you thrived at, even as a child living in the refined atmosphere of the earth kingdom. You wanted to travel and help people while also caring for the earth itself because well the world and obviously not even the four nations were perfect, I mean there was 100 year war like 10 years ago. You’re traveling to help community’s with your boyfriend Aang, you think there’s nothing wrong with helping, until a man says otherwise..

Readers POV:

Traveling to communities to help people using earthbending in the scorching heat wouldn’t be the average persons way to spend their time, but somehow here I am, though I always find myself coming back to the Earth and its inhabitants. Sure it’s hot, humid, and makes you feel like your skins burning, the dark sage green on my clothing not helping my situation. but atleast I have my boyfriend Aang as a distraction. He’s going on about something funny Appa did, but I’m more focused on some old guy in the distance who seems to have taken an interest to us, I mean I am with the avatar after-all. “Hey, everything okay?” He grabs my hand gently, I snap out of the heat filled dazed I was in “yeah, everything’s fine..I just zoned out.”

“Excuse me?” A woman approaches us with her daughter, though she looks young. “There’s a ledge right behind our house, it’s making noises of shifting and it may fall, could you help?” “No problem!” I respond as me and Aang follow behind her to her house,though his attention seems to be elsewhere. “Aang…Aang!” I finally grab his attention “oh..uh sorry!” I get a bit concerned “what’s up? You seem..distracted.” He shakes his head with a slight smile “It’s nothing, no need to worry!” I obviously do worry anyway, what did he see?

We reach the woman’s house, which I learned her name was Hana. The house was small but very homey, and behind it like she said was a ledge. I walk up to it, feeling the rock with the palm of my hand and I had my answer. “Well, it’s definitely going to fall soon, the base of this rock is struggling to withstand the point at the edge.” “You know, you never fail to surprise me with your Earth-bending knowledge.” Aang says with a smile as he steps to the side while I examine the rock. I give a smile back before people begin to come out of the houses and look out of their windows with no shame whatsoever.

“Well, we definitely have an audience..” I say to Aang stifling a laugh as people bombarde him, well he is the avatar and I’ve made a pretty decent name for myself too. Traveling around the world with Aang to help people has definitely gained myself some popularity. “As uhm- Excited I am to see everyone can we give (name) some space please!” I hear Aang say amongst the people. They begin to back away, leaving me to do my work freely. I put my hands out and begin shaping the ledge until the edge of it snaps, and I catch it in my palm.

Aangs POV:

I watch her do her work the way we moved with the earth willingly, no matter how much I see it she never fails to surprise me. We’ve known eachother since we were teenagers and I’ve gotten to see her grow. My thoughts are interrupted when a man comes into the center of the cleared out people, specifically the man I saw looking at us earlier when we arrived.

He appears to be older maybe late 60s? I approach him, “Excuse me sir, can I help you with anything?” The man turns around with a smile, but something looks..off about him. “Ah it’s the avatar, tell me are you traveling with this young woman?” I reply hesitantly “Yes, I am accompanying her-“ He cuts me off before I can speak. “Good! She needs a man to keep her out of trouble am I right!” As soon as those words come out of his mouth, my stomach turns. “What do you mean sir?” I say trying to keep control. The man chuckles “Well women, their delicate creatures. They shouldnt be moving boulders and such, it’s too dangerous.” What was he saying, seriously! (Name) is capable over taking care of herself she trained with Toph, the greatest earthbender in the world, she’s obviously amazing! I step closer to him raising my voice even if I prefer not to, I have to. “Listen, you can have your opinions but I’ll let you know that (Name) is completely capable of doing anything she puts her mind to woman or not, so I suggest you think before speaking that way of the Avatars loved one. The man’s eyes went wide then his brows furrowed, he then walked away without a word.

Readers POV:

I finished my work, and then went up to Aang who was looking quite serious, which wasn’t usual for him even as an adult. “Did something happen?” Aang picks me up and puts me on his shoulder along with a whoosh of wind. “No, just know you’re amazing no matter what you do.”🪨💚

[hiitsme-again]

Hi!! So…I wanna start writing but I’m not sure what about! I’m into a lot of books and different shows and animes, but I need help to get ideas running.

What most popular how is probably avatar which is rightfully so. I think that would be a good start so if you have requests lmk!!

[hiitsme-again]

Hi!! So…I wanna start writing but I’m not sure what about! I’m into a lot of books and different shows and animes, but I need help to get ideas running.

What most popular how is probably avatar which is rightfully so. I think that would be a good start so if you have requests lmk!!