Hello! May I please request a Mako x reader (established relationship) where it's like, they had a mission with the others (Korra, Bolin, Asami) but temporarily got separated, then when reader gets back to the group and they go back home he's desperate for her bc of how scared he was to lose her? Could end up smutty if you'd like, but I don't mind if it ends up pure fluff too
Writing this after seeing the premise for the new Avatar show. I don't know how optimistic I should feel, but I'll TRY to keep a positive attitude.
Pairing: Mako x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, kissing, reunion sex, post-mission adrenaline, cuddlefucking, slight temperature play
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A/N: Even if the new show isn't the best, we'll always have Korra and her Krew!
Got hurt a few times because he was reckless and focused on getting back to you
None of his injuries are that serious, he's more focused on you
As soon as you reunite he kisses you, so suddenly, that even your friends are surprised, but you won't complain about it
Stays close to you the whole ride back home
The two of you are constantly touching each other, asking if you're hurt, if anything hurts
Bolin tells you both to get a room
Which you do, as soon as you get home
It doesn't start with the two of you wanting to have sex, just checking each other for injuries and being genuinely worried about each other
However as you get rid of the layers of clothing one by one your eyes and touches linger
Before long you're kissing, holding each other close, being thankful that you're both okay
Mako is even apologetic for getting horny when he's supposed to be making sure you're not hurt
You're just as guilty of that and you don't want to stop
At the same time you're both tired, so many parts of your bodies hurt, so as desperate and horny and you are for each other you're not too keen on doing anything too fast or rough
He pulls you against him, the two of you laying on your sides, holding each other close, he kisses your forehead, runs his hands up and down your sides
As you swing your leg over his hip you moan when his cock slides against your clit
It doesn't matter that you're still in slight pain, you want something else to focus on, and his cock is the perfect distraction
With care and gentleness he pushes his cock inside of you, his arms locking tighter around you as he does so
Neither of you move too much, but you're hugging each other, kissing and constantly telling each other how much you love each other
His warm fingers find your clit, a little awkwardly, but he manages to rub it just enough to get some of that extra slick on his cock so he can sink in balls deep
Panting warm breaths of air against your neck he promises to always find his way back to you, no matter what it takes
Mako cried after Bolin and Opal moved in together in a town house, because he felt very weird and bittersweet that his partner in crime and best fried was finally grown up and didn't need him in the years he did previous. He was still incredibly happy when Bolin and Opal settled into their new routine though, especially when he saw how happy he was.
Out of Opal and Bolin, Bolin is the handy-man out of them. The kids needs to sew their button in place, he does it. Pants need to be taken up a few cm, just put them on the table and it will be done in the morning before school. I have a HC that Bolin started to sow the small attire to Pabu when he got a hand on a sewing machine and some fabric.
I HC that Mako and his wife will adopt their second child. The kid is around 1 or 2 when they come into the family. For Mako, I feel like the kid will kind of remind him of Bolin in some way, either in suttle ways in looks or personality for him to actually take the plunge. It will be a way for him to make up for the childhood he couldn't provide for his brother.
I HC that Bolin will join something similar as the Red Cross organisation, but his "speciality" is to go in and search for people either stuck in the wild or something like that. In my HC, this organisation is under the United Forces, so he will be wearing the red suit and works something similar to one week on and one week off is not the world is in dire need. Like this work can evolve to fire fighter and such.
I think despite all, both brother's will settle into pretty regular life, not looking at supporting Korra with the avatar duties. They will focus on their family and kids. They focus on their joined dinners and make sure their kids would never endure the hardships they had, because most of all, they both deserve a simple life in their adulthood.
Warnings: general descriptions of sex below the “NSFW” heading
A/N: Hi I can’t help myself I am a simp for this man
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When you two first met, he was nervous. (He admits this to you when you’ve been together for a few months). You just didn’t realize because he’s very good at hiding behind his charming, witty ways, and you were too distracted by your own nerves.
Though looking back, you remembered a moment where you outwitted him and he fumbled over his words.
You two don’t make a whole ton of money in your respective jobs, but when he has some extra cash, he’s surprising you with your favorite food.
After you both have long days at work, you both don’t mind eating dinner together in a comfortable silence. You two can just be silent around each other without it being awkward.
Though, if you’re in a chatty mood, he enjoys listening to you talk about your day, especially if something excites you.
In general, physical touch is important to him.
I’ve said it before, but he expresses himself through touch most, placing a hand on the small of your back or holding your hand. That’s his way of letting him know that he loves you.
Though he won’t hesitate to say it or express his feelings when the situation calls for it.
Perhaps he’ll just look into your eyes and say that he loves you or is happy that you’re in his life.
Weekend morning cuddles are your favorite. He’s always on the go and working hard, but you convinced him to relax every once in a while.
NSFW
He has a high sex drive. Definitely the type to go all night when the mood strikes him.
Making you cum is probably one of his favorite things to do. He wants you to cum first/multiple times because he’s always thinking of others before himself.
But honestly the faces you make when you’re lost in pleasure, especially the pleasure he’s giving to you, is the best thing to him.
Even though he’s bossy af in bed, he won’t do things that you dislike. Whenever you try anything new, he makes sure you know that you can use your safe word any time.
Depending on the mood you’re both in, picture him teasing you or saying the sweetest shit.
If he’s feeling sadistic, he’s teasing you for being eager and wet while making you wait to cum.
If he’s feeling sweet, he’s telling you how beautiful you are and how good you make him feel.
You two both have hot and rough sex and sometimes slow and passionate sex, and everything in between.
Sup. may i request a Mako x reader where they are childhood friends who have romantic feelings for each other but haven't confessed due to them thinking they like other people and the rest of the new team avatar are trying to get them together and in the end it works.
a/n: I hope you don’t mind me doing this as a hc, it’s just a bit easier :’) ♡
Anytime you met someone new they immediately assumed you and Mako were together, not that they were wrong to do so
You could never find one without the other, always attached at the hip and always looking out for each other, you and Mako were two peas in a pod
You first met when Mako was seven and you were five, just two little children running through the streets together and getting into all sorts of trouble. Your parents didn’t approve of the friendship, but you found ways to sneak past them in order to see your friend
You grew close almost immediately, Mako always quick to protect and defend you whenever the occsssion arose. He would swipe your favorite sweets from the stands in the streets and you’d often sneak him into your house so that he and Bolin wouldn’t have to spend the night on the streets
You were like the sister Bolin never had, so when his new friends started to notice just how close you and his brother were the earth bender knew he’d have to get their help and get you two together
Which is surprisingly tougher than they originally imagined
Because despite how much you and Mako obviously like each other, you’re both too afraid of rejection to speak up
Both of you have dated other people despite the feelings you harbor for one another, and it is because of this that you both assume you’ll never be more than just friends
Until you get a message from Bolin urging you to come to the training room and see an injured Mako. You dropped everything to see him, but when you arrive no one is there
“Y/n?” A voice calls from behind. “What are you doing here?”
“Mako?” You retort, confusion clear in your tone. “I came because Bolin said you were hurt, which.. obviously isn’t true in the slightest. Why are you here?”
“Bolin told me to meet him and Korra here for an impromptu training session but they’re not here. And now I’m starting to think they’re up to something.”
“It doesn’t take a genius to figure that out,” you reply sarcastically with a small laugh, Mako shooting you a wry smile in return. “But now that we’re here... it’s been a while since we’ve spent one on one time together.”
“It has, and I’m really sorry about that. It’s just been so busy with pro bending tournaments and my work for the police. But you know you’ll always be my number one girl, right?”
“I do,” you reply with a meek smile. “Hey, you wanna get a quick bite to eat? My treat.”
“I would.”
So after purchasing some delicious barbecue meat skewers from a nearby street vendor you and Mako both take a moonlit walk in the park. The sky is beautiful, and you don’t notice that a certain Avatar is blowing wind into the trees so that the flower petals from above fall gracefully upon your figures
You also don’t notice a certain earth bender make a small hole in the ground for you to trip over so that Mako can catch you in his firm grasp
“You okay?” He asks. His eyes twinkle as they stare down upon you and you gulp. You’ve always loved the color of his eyes, warm and safe.
“Yeah,” you breathe out quickly, your fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt and clutching tightly at the material as if your life depends on it. “I umm.. does this feel weird to you?”
“N-No, not at all. It’s uh, it’s actually really nice... of course, unless you don’t think it is.”
“No, no, I think it’s great. Lovely. Really nice,” you stutter with an awkward smile.
“Oh for the love of spirits, just kiss already!” A voice in the distance shouts, once that forces sheepish laughter from the both of you.
“Maybe your brother has a point,” you tease, instantly recognizing Bolin’s exasperated voice.
“Sometimes he makes very good points,” Mako notes with a small smirk, and before you can say another word he pulls you in for a long awaited but much appreciated tender kiss
Cheers erupt from behind the bushes as Bolin and Korra high five at the scene before them, Asami watching on with a fond smile
Their work is finally done, and you and Mako are finally together
Dude okay so what abt airbender tenzin oldest daughter reader x mako hcs secret relationship but jinora finds out and teases and then reader is like "what abt you and Kai hmm?" But pema overhears and is supportive and then eventually they tell tenzin? lol I think it would be funny to see tenzins reaction TBH
MAKO X TENZIN’S DAUGHTER HEADCANONS
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❅ you and mako secret dating would be a disaster, like imagine how hard it would be to sneak around all of your siblings
❅ jinora? the most observant person ever. ikki? can’t keep a secret to save her life. bolin? constantly around. and i mean constantly. meelo? literal god-level intellect.
❅ i’m basically saying that it would be impossible
❅ the first to find out would be ikki, she constantly asks so many questions and you usually answer them absentmindedly..but one day you’d be caught off guard
“do you think i could ever float on a cloud?”
“yeah, maybe ikki.”
“what if flying lemurs can’t actually fly, they just have invisible legs?”
“no, probably not.”
“are you dating mako?”
“yeah, have been for a while now.”
❅ ikki would be ecstatic, but there’s NO WAY she would be able to keep her mouth shut about it
❅ jinora would be the first person she’d tell, and jinora would never give you a break. she’d be on you constantly with playful digs
“ooooo y/n and mako. he’s so hot, the spirits had to make him a firebender.”
❅ eventually you’d get sick of being the target and play along
(this is gon be a long one sry!!) but could i get a mako (lok) x fem hybrid reader where she is a hybrid of a human and a dragon (n she’s a airbender) n her kind has brought despair to most people in the past so they treat her like she’s unwanted but lin basically takes her in as her child then she gets like hurt really badly in battle,, sry if it’s confusing or anything!! i thought of this at like 2am so sry if it’s stupid
Mako with Dragon!Hybrid Airbender Reader (Legend of Korra Headcanons)
*GIF not mine*
A/N: Honestly, this is one of the best things I’ve ever written. Thank you so much for requesting it, as it made me feel a lot more confident in my abilities. This idea was great, so don’t feel bad about it! I made it headcanons, but it turned into a scenario anyway, so I hope you enjoy! (Side note: Thanks for 1.5k followers!)
Word count: 2485
As a hybrid, you were used to the abuse. Abandoned on your streets by horrified parents, you knew how it felt to be abandoned and alone, hated for no reason. The horrible things your ancestors did somehow reflected onto you as you tried to live in the streets of Republic City.
Fighting for food or territory on the streets was always hard; people would take one look at you, see the telltale shifting eyes of a dragon hybrid, and scream at you till you ran for the hills. On your back was only your stolen airbending staff and your ability to shapeshift to keep you alive.
It was on a cold winter night that Lin found you at the age of fourteen, shivering and half-dead, with your eyes shifting rapidly with a plea to change forms to survive. You refused, and barely conscious, you had no will to fight when the Chief of Police led you back to her own home.
From then on, it was like you had a mother again. Though she was hardened to most emotions and rarely ever provided a true warmth, she loved you in her own way. There were times when she would scold you to tears, only to come home later with a small charm or treat as an apology.
She taught you how to use your abilities as best as she could, scouring up airbending scrolls and researching books in the city’s library to learn more about your kind. Lin was eager to be a mother, no matter how much she would deny it in front of others. Deep down, she wanted to make up for her own mother’s mistakes, and in doing so, she became fiercely protective over you. Boys, school, even the occasional social interaction kept Lin on the tips of her toes, wanting to keep you safe but also wanting you to become a strong young woman.
It was four years later that you met Mako, and he was almost as aloof as Lin. Every time he saw you, he would either greet you formally with a head nod or completely ignore your existence.
You spent your pastime at the police station, reading through cases or reorganizing files, doing whatever you could get your hands on really. In these times, that’s when Mako would watch you from the corner of his eye. Your eyes would flutter and gleam with excitement as you read through criminals’ stories, and he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t adorable.
In the pit of his chest, he felt an urge to talk to you, get to know you better. So greetings turned into personal questions. Questions turned into lunchtime conversations. Lunchtime conversations turned into dates, and dates turned into a relationship.
As the first guy you had ever really talked to, you were kind of nervous around him. Blushes and anxious glances weren’t uncommon on your end, but Mako loved to see them.
One day, he returned from a particularly dangerous mission and stomped into the station looking like a mess. His hair was ruffled, his uniform was covered in dirt and dust, and his eyes were darting around in a frantic manner. It was only when they landed on you that you figured out what he was looking for. Not saying a word, he marched towards you and cupped your face in his hands. Your mouth opened in question, but before you could speak, he pressed his lips to yours in a passionate, desperate first kiss.
Though Lin wasn’t particularly pleased about the two of you, she had grown to admire how protective Mako was of you. Him being a skilled firebender only helped her feel more reassured. You, meanwhile, had grown tired of their coddling.
Both of them treated you like a baby bird that had fallen out of the nest. Whenever someone threw you dirty glances in the street, both of them had a nasty habit of glaring and sneering. Mako is never averse to throwing a ball of fire at someone who is particularly troubling.
“I can handle myself.”
“I know, I know.”
But did they?
You wanted to prove yourself. Show that as a trained airbender who had fought for her life tooth and nail on the streets, you could handle taking care of yourself when it mattered. So one night, you joined them on a mission.
“You’re not coming.”
“The hell I’m not! I can take care of myself-- I’m not a little girl anymore!”
Mako kept silent as you argued with Lin, but his teeth gritted at the thought of you being in harm’s way. If you were coming, there was no way in hell he was going to let something happen to you.
“Fine. You can come. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Your eyes widened and you turned to your boyfriend with a victorious grin, only for it to falter at the sight of him avoiding your gaze and leaving the room.
You wanted to ask, but deep down you already knew what he would say. Yes, you loved that he cared so much for you and your safety, but you really didn’t want Debby Downer to ruin your excitement for your first mission. After Lin’s reluctant acceptance, Mako avoided you like the plague, only acknowledging your existence with an outstretched hand behind him as you and the rest of the squad of police snuck up to the criminal activity.
It was a gang, and one you had learned of quite a bit during your adolescent years in the cold city. They were benders trying to overthrow the government, starting first with robbing small homes and moving up to threatening local businesses with a “safety tax.”
“I can do this, I can do this, I can do this,” you breathed out, practically buzzing with excitement behind a frustrated Mako. In the sunlight of what was only twelve noon, you could see the tension between his shoulders so much that it urged you to lodge a stick between the blades. You didn’t, but God did you want to.
“Get down!”
Your squadron had been spotted, peering out from behind an alley wall and peeking in on what was the gang’s main leaders divvying up their most recent haul.
Fire almost singed your skin before Mako tugged you to the ground, forcing your head against the pavement while he shot back his own flames. Lin, who had been at the front of the squad, had charged into the thick of it, arms raised and ready to fight.
There were about fifteen enemies in all, and with your group of ten soldiers-- excluding you-- Mako felt like they could take them.
Without warning, he rose to his feet and dashed into the fight breaking out in the intersection between four lines of buildings. The scent of blood and smoke hit you like a wave of nausea as soon as you lifted your head and scrambled to your feet.
C’mon, YN, it’s your chance! Let’s do this!
Running into the battle was like diving into a murky pool headfirst. You should have known the water would be shallow.
The pavement beneath your feet rumbles and lifts, taking you and your yelp along with it. Just before it crashes into the nearest building, you tap your staff once and take flight, soaring through the air while searching for the nearest predator.
A man that seemed ten times larger than you blasted a line of fire right towards your form, but you blew it right back into his face with a laugh.
“Haha, how’d you like that!”
When your feet hit the ground, you jumped into action. A man-- a waterbender according to the sliver of ice that almost impaled your stomach-- came at you first. You twisted your hands and twirled your staff just enough that a gush of wind pushed him back into an alley dumpster, knocking him unconscious at the slightest contact.
“Damn, I’m good! Can anyone explain why I’m so good?” You beamed, jabbing the butt end of your wooden staff into another mobster that tried to sneak up behind you. He toppled into his friend like dominoes, and just when you pounced over to land the final blow-- oh.
Ouchie
A white, hot bubble of pain burst in your chest, forcing you to let out a bloodcurdling scream. Your eyes flickered, narrowing and widening uncontrollably. No, not here!
“Dirty hybrid piece of shit! Go back to hell where you belong!”
Evidently, this gang member had done his research. As a shifter, there was a little nick right along your spine, just below where your wings would grow, that was almost like a failsafe. This man had bullseyed it like no other.
Your nervous system tingled enough to leave you paralyzed, dropping to the floor like dead weight and twitching face-first in your own puddle of pain. The only things you could do now were blink and whimper, but you cried out brokenly when he dug the pick of ice deeper into your back.
“YNNN!”
The infuriated roar of your name almost distracted you from the liquid seeping out and painting the concrete a deep red. A wave of heat, so quick and harsh it blew the hair stuck to the back of your neck away and up into your face.
Groans and screams of pain accompanied what could only have been the sounds of people being burned alive. A mewl of fright left your mouth at the sight of a charred body collapsing right across from your turned head. From the smell of it, that man was a little past well-done.
“YN!” Hands patted your face and felt down your body before their owner grunted at the feeling of cooling blood. “YN! Can you breathe? Please, say something!”
Mako’s face appeared in your blurring vision as he pressed two fingers in your neck, feeling the panic-stricken pulse.
“LIN, GET HELP! CALL SOMEONE!”
The shout was so loud, so cracked up with fear that it was almost painful to listen to.
Mako’s thumb then rubbed your cheek in what he must’ve thought was a comforting manner. Instead, you only cringed at the feeling of his uncontrolled body temperature making your forehead break a sweat.
“You’re gonna be okay,” he cooed, but his orange eyes betrayed the words. It’s not that he thought they were wrong, it’s that he hated only getting to hope they were right.
“Mako,” you whispered, disgusted at the mindless drool that pooled out after.
“Shh, YN, you’re gonna be okay. I’m not losing you.”
“Mako,” you pressed, as loud as you could muster with your face weighed down against the scraping concrete. “I love you, okay?”
“No, YN, don’t say it like that.” You understood how he felt. With the way you said it, it sounded more like a goodbye than a confession.
“I’m sorry.”
Then the darkness consumed you.
~~~ (oops, this turned into a scenario)
Not-so-silent whispers tugged you out of your sleep like a fish on a hook. The first thing you felt was nothing.
It’s true. Your body was numb from all feeling, even as you blindly waggled your toes and fingers. Then you opened your eyes and hissed at the blinding light that always accompanied a hospital room.
Tingles, pricks like sharp nails filled your limbs as you moved them more and more, and when you turned your head to find the source of the whispers, you found another pressed against the cushion of your stiff bed.
Mako was sound asleep, the idea given away by the steady inhales and exhales that forced their ways through the tissue-like material of your mattress every few seconds. And just when your fingers prickled too, you noticed his hand was up on the bed and was grasping yours tightly.
You didn’t care enough to search through your surroundings for more; instead, you settled for smiling and reaching your other hand over to dip into his dark hair.
A sudden rip of pain spread through your back at the movement, and you couldn’t hold back the yelp that came along for the ride. Without another word, Mako was up at attention, sitting with a straight back in his chair as his other hand slammed down on the bed. Two more bodies appeared on your other side, one of which being Lin.
“YN, are you okay?!”
“You’re never doing that again!”
Mako’s concerned face and Lin’s stern but worried one both added to the growing headache that pierced right through your temples.
“Ugh, I’m fine, I’m fine. Just gimme some space, you guys.”
Neither seemed too eager to please, as they both stayed tight exactly where they were.
“YN,” a gentler, calmer tone caught your eye, and a doctor just about Lin’s age gave you a pleasant smile, “how are you feeling?”
Where Lin’s skin was smooth and unmarked, the doctor’s was creased with years of practiced smiles and reassuring looks.
“Just about as good as a sack of shit. Do I look as pretty as I feel?”
With a patient chuckle, the doctor dismissed the question and hopped right into things. Daily rewraps around the wound, combined with a bullet-biting pinch of disinfectant every twelve hours and Republic City’s newest horse pills, more bitter than the smell of dried sweat that hung in the air.
The doctor encouraged Lin to follow him for the treatments, and after a kiss to your forehead and a little head pat, she did as much. When the door clicked shut after her was when Mako pounced.
“Don’t scare me like that, YN. I thought I lost you.”
His arms were folded in an attempted scolding, but the slight tremble of his lower lip broke down the facade.
“You can’t get rid of me that easily,” you snorted, reaching for his hand and trying not to tear your stitches. He did as you wanted and let you encourage him closer with a small tug.
“Good,” he whispers, leaning down and cupping your cheek with the other hand. You lean into the hold, relishing in the comfort it provides.
“Shit, Mako, why can’t you be colder? My skin feels like it’s on fire.”
“I thought hybrids like heat?”
“Yeah, well not this hot!”
“But isn’t that what you like about me?”
You smack his arm and he lets out a chuckle, leaning closer only to brush his lips against yours.
“Cocky bastard,” you jab before pulling him into a real kiss.
I see in the tags you have thoughts about the bending boys. I would love to hear any and all thoughts about them honestly. Especially some of your hcs about their childhood. If you wouldn't mind sharing, of course.
I absolutely do not mind sharing my headcanons about Mako and Bolin! In no particular order:
Mako tried for as long as possible not to get Bolin involved in pick-pocketing, theft, and the like.
The first time Bolin stole anything, it was food and hot tea for Mako. It had been a very cold night on the cusp of winter, and Mako had utterly exhausted himself staying awake all night to keep a flame alight in his hand so Bolin wouldn’t freeze in his sleep. Mako could barely keep his eyes open—they’d gone without food for days. Bolin stole for him.
In the early days, before they got good at living on the street, they sold what little they had for money (and got scammed because they were little kids with no concept of what anything was worth). Once, desperate, Mako took coins out of a fountain.
Mako has trouble falling asleep; Bolin can sleep almost anywhere.
Before Bolin could read, Mako would take him to the public library and, dwarfed by the stacks of books, he’d read to him. This is primarily how Bolin learned to read.
This was, of course, on the rare days they could afford to not be begging or stealing.
Or when it was too cold to risk being outside without adequate coats
Mako had horrible nightmares for a long time after seeing the murder.
There was a kindly baker who would leave leftover steamed buns on his back doorstep for the street kids—Mako and Bolin got their food from him whenever they could make it to his bakery before the other kids.
Sometimes Bolin would wander off and explore streets, and by the time he and Mako moved into the attic in the gym, he had a map of the entire city in his head.
I think I’ve said this somewhere else before, but: the Triple Threat Triad would make Mako and Bolin handle money for them, and so taught them math. Mako and Bolin are both really good at math for this reason.
While Mako was taught lightningbending for his early prowess with fire, Bolin was taught street Pai Sho because Shady Shin saw his potential as a hustler; Bolin had (and has) natural earnest charisma as well as a competitive streak.
When Bolin told Asami he was “pretty good,” at Pai Sho, he wasn’t lying. Bolin is one of the best street Pai Sho players out there.
Mako and Bolin got involved with the Triple Threats specifically because of the bending/race specifications of other gangs.
I think a lot about the couch in Mako and Bolin’s attic living space in the gym. It’s a big couch—how did it get up there!?
I imagine Mako and Bolin as scrawny teenagers struggling to get the pieces of a couch up the steep stairs to their new living space. They’re laughing and also getting snippy at each other, but they’re generally just excited to be getting furniture.
Most of my headcanons were created and shared with @whoawhataconcept. She’s my main source of Mako and Bolin content in my personal life.
Oh! I’m so sorry! I meant to add in Mako and Tahno for the tsundere firebender request!! I’m so sorry for having forgotten to include that!
No worries! Thanks for clarifying :) I’m sooo sorry it took so long to finish. I’ve never written tsundere before, so I hope you enjoy!!
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Mako
When Mako first joined the Republic City Police, you were the Captain he was assigned to. He was fresh out of the Academy, barely had any experience being a cop, and he was thrown to you by Chief Beifong.
"He's around your age, and you're both fire benders. Show him the ropes, Captain [Y/n]."
You couldn't have been more unimpressed.
"Being friends with the Avatar won't get you anywhere with me."
"Didn't think it would, but thanks for the heads up."
Seeing how brazen and unaffected you acted around him, Mako knew he had to step up his game in a major way if he was going to earn your respect. Despite being shorter and, as he'd learn later, three months his junior, the fire bender was desperate to show you he could be just as good a cop as anyone.
Most of the time, his extra effort went unnoticed by you. It didn't matter how many thieves or trespassers he caught. You'd merely review his report, nod once, and then pass it back to him without another word.
"I think she hates me, Bolin."
"Nooo, I don't think she hates you, Mako. Hate's an awfully strong word..."
Mako ran his hands over his face, heaving a loud sigh.
"Why doesn't she like me? I mean, what have I done to piss her off sooo badly?"
At that, Bolin giggled and poked his brother in the side.
"Why do you care so much, huuuh? Why does she have to like you?"
"Because she's my Captain? I see her every day? And..."
"...Aaand?"
Mako shoved his brother away, only adding fuel to the fire.
"Mako's gotta cruuush! Mako's gotta--Ouch, hey! Don't use fire in the house!"
He might've been annoyed at his little brother's teasing, but deep down, Mako knew he was right. He wanted your respect and admiration as his Captain, of course, but he also wanted to know you. The real you. The one you never let anyone else see.
To accomplish his secret goal, Mako went on countless raids and missions with you, participated eagerly in stakeouts and undercover operations. Most of the time, these ops were just you and him. Over the few months he was under your wing, the two of you got to know each other a lot better.
Eventually, Mako realized that your standoffish behavior and aloof attitude was just because you'd gotten so tired of men in the RCPD acting one of two ways: they either saw you as a little girl incapable of being a Captain, or they were downright creepy and sexist.
"That, and I have a terribly dark sense of humor that gets me in trouble a lot."
At that, Mako merely laughed.
"Didn't mean to be so hard on you, newbie. And fire bender to fire bender, you're doing really good. I'm glad I didn't scare you off."
"I can be just as difficult, so no worries, Captain [Y/l/n]."
You turned and gave him a small smile.
"Call me [Y/f/n]."
Tahno
It drove Tahno absolutely mad that you couldn't care less about him. Not only wouldn't you buy into his showmanship or admire him for his bending abilities, you wouldn't even give him the time of day.
Tahno never had to deal with that before meeting you. He's not used to people being so aloof around him, especially those from the Fire Nation. He took great pride in getting a reaction out of everyone. Love or hate, it didn't matter to him.
When you first met, you merely rolled your eyes at his extravagance and arrogance. You'd seen a million guys like him, so this behavior wasn't new. However, it still made you shake your head and scoff to yourself.
Despite being the fire bender on an opposing pro-bending team, Tahno took a liking to you. Despite your brash comments and constantly rejecting his interactions, he still made it his personal mission to get you to go on a date with him. He told you as much before one of your pro-bending matches.
To which you responded, "Yeah right!"
"Well, then, should we make a bet, sweetheart? If we win, you go on a date with me."
You crossed your arms and cocked an eyebrow.
"And if my team and I win?"
At that, Tahno smiled.
"Then you'll never have to speak to me again."
You made a tsk sound and put your helmet on.
"If only I were so lucky."
"Oh, I'm serious. Do we have a deal?"
Seeing as you didn't have much to lose, and you were getting tired of his constant flirting, you agreed.
Three rounds and one win for the White Falls Wolfbats later, you found yourself sitting in the corner booth at Narook's Seaweed Noodlery with Tahno sitting across from you. Your scowl was etched deep into your features, and your grumpy attitude could be felt from across the restaurant. Even the other patrons didn't dare sit near the two of you.
Tahno, however, was oblivious.
"You guys play dirty. That's the only reason I'm here."
"Just eat your noodles, will you? This is supposed to be a date."
The date ended up being as angsty as you'd suspect, the evening filled with sarcastic comments and playful bickering. You promised you'd never go on another date with the water bender again; however, by the time the night was over, you actually found yourself getting along a little better with Tahno. Sure, he was arrogant and prideful as hell, but he had a wicked sense of humor that you easily matched.
"Well, thanks for the noodles, but I can honestly say I hope we never do this again."
Tahno laughed at your snide comment.
"Sweetheart, next time you can pick the restaurant."
"Oh, so you're assuming there will be a next time, even after I just said that I hope we never do this again?"
Tahno pecked your cheek and chuckled when you blushed.
