#bolin x reader

[ask-bolin]

Flirt Friday

It's so hot out it's almost as hot as you.

But seriously, it is very hot out, may I have a glass of water?

[minzziee]

Bolin Master List | LOK

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

I need to find that idea I had for Bolin and everyone else.

[ask-bolin]

Flirt Friday

If I were a detective, you'd be my top suspect.

I'm taking you downtown to booking. You'll get a court date on Monday and then...

Oops, got a little too into character.

I mean, because your looks could kill.

[hon3y0logy]

HI OMG I HAVE A FEW BOLIN X READER IDEAS 😭

1. Reader is an earthbender who struggles with normal earthbending but accidentally discovers they can lavabend. Bolin offers to help them train, but neither of them really knows what they're doing, so every session ends in complete chaos.

2. A fake dating fic where a mover studio wants to boost Bolin's popularity, so they pair him and Reader together for publicity. They both think it's stupid at first, but then they start catching feelings.

3. Reader joins the Fire Ferrets as a new player and Bolin immediately adopts them as his best friend. Lots of pro-bending, team bonding, and Bolin being Bolin.

4. Opposites attract!! Reader is super serious, responsible, and constantly stressed while Bolin is energetic and carefree. Everyone expects them to hate each other but they end up getting along surprisingly well.

5. Reader is literally the only person who laughs at Bolin's jokes. He becomes obsessed with making them laugh and starts finding any excuse to spend time with them.

6. During Kuvira's campaign, Reader goes missing and Bolin refuses to leave them behind. Cue rescue mission, angst, and Bolin realizing just how much they mean to him.

7. Childhood friends!! Reader knew Mako and Bolin back when they were surviving on the streets. Years later they reunite and Bolin is so happy he can barely function.

8. Reader is a huge Nuktuk fan and constantly embarrasses Bolin by knowing every little detail about the movies. Bonus points if they genuinely admire him as a person too.

9. Reader starts dating someone else and Bolin keeps insisting he's happy for them while being painfully jealous the entire time until he finally realizes why.

10. Sunshine x sunshine!! Reader is just as chaotic and energetic as Bolin, so together they're basically a public menace and Team Avatar has to deal with them.

11. Through some Earth Kingdom cultural misunderstanding, everyone thinks Bolin and Reader are married. They spend the whole fic trying to clear things up while accidentally falling for each other.

12. Reader can suddenly see spirits after Harmonic Convergence. Nobody believes them except Bolin, and the two end up getting dragged into a Spirit World mystery together.

NO PRESSURE OFC !! I just thought these would be really cute and wanted to share them !! ♡

I’ll do a combo of 5, 7, 10. I want you to know it might be a lil minute until I get this done there are other request ahead of yours plus I’m suuuperr busy. I promise I will get it tho!

Thank you for your request!

- Honey 💋

[ask-bolin]

Flirt Friday

Care for dinner and a show? There's a taco cart next to the hand puppet theater cart where the puppets keep finding bigger things to hit each other with.

[silver-inked-quill]

Hey can I request something for my boy Bolin?

I would really like to see how he would be with a girlfriend on her period.

He strikes me as the kind of guy that, at first, is just like scrambling around like a chicken with its head cut off. But after a couple of months, he has your period kit ready before it even comes.

Sorry if this was too much 😅😅

***

You knew your period was coming the second you woke up with that dull, twisting ache in your stomach.

By the time afternoon rolled around, the cramps had sharpened, your back hurt, and every little thing felt irritating in a way that made no logical sense. So when Bolin bounced into the apartment carrying groceries and nearly sang your name, you just groaned and pulled the blanket tighter around yourself.

He stopped mid-step.

“Whoa,” he said, setting the bags down. “That sounded bad. Are you okay?”

You squinted at him from the couch. “Do I look okay?”

Bolin hurried over, concern replacing his usual grin in an instant. “No. Definitely no. What happened? Are you sick? Did you get hurt? Did someone do something? Because I can absolutely—”

“Bolin.”

He stopped.

“It’s just my period.”

He blinked. “Oh.”

A pause.

Then, cautiously, “Okay. That’s... the monthly thing.”

You stared at him.

He lifted a finger. “I know more than that. Probably.”

Despite the pain, a laugh slipped out of you. “That is not reassuring.”

“It wasn’t meant to be,” he admitted.

You shifted, trying and failing to get comfortable. Bolin noticed immediately, his face softening.

“Hey,” he said, crouching by the couch, “what do you need?”

You let your head fall back against the cushion. “Something warm. Painkillers. Maybe tea.”

He nodded with sudden determination. “Done. I’m on it.”

The first time Bolin handled your period, it was chaos.

He returned with painkillers, tea that was definitely too sweet, a hot water bottle wrapped in three towels, two kinds of noodles, chocolate, dried fruit, and—somehow—a little stuffed platypus-bear.

You frowned at the toy. “What is that for?”

He held it out to you solemnly. “Emotional support.”

You stared at him for a second, then laughed hard enough to regret it immediately.

“Ow—okay, don’t make me laugh.”

“Sorry! Sorry.” He looked genuinely distressed. “I’m still learning.”

That much was obvious.

But Bolin stayed with you the whole evening, adjusting the blanket when it slipped, handing you tea before you asked, and rubbing your back with clumsy but well-meaning circles whenever the cramps got especially bad.

That had been months ago.

Now, he was better at it than you were.

You came home one evening feeling off in the way you always did the day before it started—heavy, tired, annoyed at nothing. You barely got the door shut behind you before Bolin looked up from where he was sitting on the floor with Pabu in his lap.

He took one look at your face and said, “Your period’s about to start.”

You stopped in the middle of taking your shoes off. “Excuse me?”

Bolin’s eyes widened, like he hadn’t meant to say it out loud.

“I just meant—uh—I noticed—”

“You noticed.”

He stood, carefully setting Pabu aside. “Please don’t be mad.”

You crossed your arms. “Why would I be mad?”

“Because maybe it’s weird that I can tell.”

You watched him squirm for another second before asking, “How can you tell?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “You get quieter. And you have this look on your face like if one person says something stupid, you might throw them into Yue Bay.”

You considered that. “That’s fair.”

His shoulders dropped in relief. “Okay, good.”

Then his expression brightened. “Wait here.”

Before you could answer, he darted into the bathroom and came back with a small basket.

You blinked.

Inside were pads, painkillers, your favorite tea, a heating pad, ginger candies, dark chocolate, and the fuzzy socks you’d thought you’d lost weeks ago.

You looked up at him slowly. “Bolin.”

He suddenly seemed very interested in the wall behind you. “I made you a period kit.”

“You made me a period kit.”

“Yeah.” His voice turned sheepish. “You always seem miserable when it sneaks up on you, so I thought maybe if everything was already together, it’d make things easier.”

For a moment, you didn’t know what to say.

It was such a Bolin thing to do—sweet and practical and just earnest enough to make your chest ache in a completely different way.

“You are ridiculous,” you said softly.

His face fell. “Bad ridiculous?”

You reached for the basket, then for his wrist, tugging him closer. “No. Sweet ridiculous.”

His grin came back instantly. “Oh. Good. I like being that kind.”

You guided him down onto the couch beside you and leaned into his side. Almost automatically, his arm settled around your shoulders.

“I also,” he said carefully, “sort of know when it’s due now.”

You tilted your head up. “You what?”

He raised both hands. “Not in a creepy way. In a helpful way! You said once that you hated being caught off guard, so I started counting the days.”

You stared at him.

Then you laughed, softer this time.

“Bolin,” you said, “are you tracking my cycle?”

He winced. “When you say it like that, it sounds alarming.”

“It is a little alarming.”

“I can stop.”

You looked at the basket again. At the heating pad. The tea. The chocolate. The socks.

Then you shook your head. “No. Don’t stop.”

His eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Really.”

He beamed, then reached for your hand and squeezed it gently.

“Good,” he said. “Because I was thinking I could give you a heads-up next time. Like, ‘Hey, y/n, your body may betray you within the next forty-eight hours, so I brought snacks.’”

You laughed and leaned against him again, closing your eyes.

“That is such a weirdly specific act of love.”

Bolin went quiet for a second.

Then, softer than before, he said, “Well... yeah. I love you. So I want to help.”

The words settled warm in your chest, making something in you unclench.

You turned your face into his shoulder, smiling despite the ache in your stomach. “Then help by staying right here.”

Bolin pressed a kiss to the top of your head without hesitation. “Easy. That’s the part I’m best at.”

And when the cramps came in full later that night, he was ready before you even had to ask.

***

[multi-fandom-imagine]

i gotta scroll down my page to find that Bolin and Mako idea

I gotta write for them 😩