#fyrewrites

Part 1

You coughed loudly as you nervously rolled your chef sleeves up. “fancy seeing you here” you let out a nervous chuckle as you ran a hand through your hair. 

“Well you recommended this place….i had some time and...do you work here?” Lin was confused but a part of her felt upset. You were hiding a part of yourself from her. Was it because you felt discouraged to let her know that you were what… a cook? She isn’t that intimidating that you felt the need to hide. Now Lin was feeling even more upset. 

You pulled a rag from your back pocket and wiped down the counter of the bar, thinking of what to say. Lin eyed you suspiciously then voiced again “y/n….do you work here?”

You suck in a breath and wincing a bit “in a sense, yeah”

“Why didn’t you tell me? I don’t judge if you’re a cook here” Lin looks around and notices the now almost empty restaurant with a couple of teens in the back corner enjoying their meal.

This time you let out a laugh “I’m more than a cook, Lin” setting the rag over your shoulder as you fold your arms. “I’m sorry during our hangouts I didn’t discuss my job. It’s one of the things I like to keep private.” you look around before standing across from Lin as you motion for her to sit down at one of the stools. 

“I understand wanting to keep things private.” Lin relents and takes a seat. She looks around the place and notices a few things she found familiar then looks back at you. “Was this place a soup shop before? I think I’ve been here...Uh an elderly couple”

You nodded and smiled fondly as you answered for Lin “yes, Mr. and Mrs. Gaung. Sweetest folks you could ever meet. They retired a couple years back.” walking towards the kitchen to get a tea set as you carried out the conversation “I bought the place from them some things have changed from renovating. Though there are a couple of things that I still kept from them, a gift and also a bit of history on the place” walking back setting the tray in front of Lin, pouring both you and her a cup of oolong tea with jasmine. Sliding a cup towards Lin while she looked around and noticed the painting “yeah, I recognized that painting.”

“Mrs. Guang painted it and didn’t really feel like it should leave it’s home.” you brought your cup up and inhaled deeply the smell of the tea before taking a sip. “I quite like the painting and frankly I agree with her. Who am I to remove a painting from it’s home?” 

“That’s an interesting take on a painting” Lin scoffs and takes a sip of her tea then looks down “not bad...oolong?” she looks up at you and you nod. “Yeah Oolong with a bit of Jasmine, it’s a bit of a blend of mine. Get them on the mountainsides of the earth kingdom.” you cashed out the group of teens and watched them walk out the restaurant before flipping the sign to closed.

“But….i bet you’re not here for some tea, Chief Beifong” you smirked as you fold your arms “what are you in the mood for? Name the dish and I’ll get the skillet ready”

Lin huffs as she shakes her head in disbelief “but you just closed the shop”

“It’s late and it’s fine. It’s just you and me now Beifong. So name the dish” you egged her on as she takes another sip of the tea “any dish?” her brow raises as she eyes you up and down. Looking at your smirk as she is trying to decide to test your cooking skills. She just now realized she has never tried your cooking. This will surely be quite the event as she thinks about what to ask for. She remembered something you mentioned the first time she met you and came to a solution. 

“I want to try your ginger garlic salmon.” she smirked as she noticed your eyes widened a bit but you quickly regained your composure. “Hmm, I knew you were listening to my conversation that day”

“Wasn’t the only thing I was doing” Lin muttered behind her cup as she took another sip of the tea. 

“What was that?” you called out as you looked at her and Lin shrugged. Looking back at the kitchen then back at Lin, debating whether or not to take the challenge. You smirked looking down as you took your rag and put it back in your back pocket, “you’re on Beifong”. 

“Feel free to anything at the bar” you voiced out to the chief of police while you walked to your station and got your bandana. Getting the black cloth you walk over to the sink and tie it around your head then wash your hands and arms thoroughly.

While you started prepping the dish Lin looked around and found a bottle of a special blend of fire plum wine “how did you get this?” she observed the bottle then looked over at you. “What?” you voiced out as you wiped your hands onto a dish towel while stepping out to the dining area. 

“This blend…it's been a while since they bottled it for shipping” Lin turns to look at you as you lean against the counter. You smile as you cross your arms across your chest while you look down reminiscing “Yeah, it’s specially imported from the Fire Nation. I got it during my travels while looking for new cuisines.” standing up then walks over beside Lin as you reach your hand out asking for the bottle. “It’s a rare wine. They only harvest the fruits during a special window” Lin remarks and you nod as you uncork the bottle and pour both of you a glass, “you know your spirits” you smile warmly at the older woman before handing her the glass. “Well when you’re bored at galas and special events that require a chief of police attendance. The label on the bottle can help entertain you” Lin dryly remarks as she looks at the other bottles on the shelf. You walk up and hand her a glass and Lin quickly shakes her head “what are you doing. We can’t drink that” she looks as if you committed a crime. You chuckle lightly and look at her confused “why not? Isn’t that it’s purpose? It’s actually really tasteful, Chief” you smile as you swirl your glass around before taking a sip. “Does rare blend mean anything to you? Don’t you save it for a special occasion or something worthy to drink to?” Lin exasperates which causes you to laugh softly. “Yes, it’s rare but what’s the point of getting it if you’re not going to enjoy it? Especially since you came all this way for some ginger honey salmon” a smile appearing on your lips as you take another sip. Lin huffs at you as she rolls her eyes “and how is that dish anyways? Did you forget or is it a burnt crisp” 

In the time of the talk you almost forgot you were making the chief dinner and set the glass quickly on the counter, muttering a “shit” under your breath. “No, i didn’t forget” yell out as you rush to the kitchen. Grabbing the oven mits as you pull the fish out of the broiler. There’s some parts that are blacken but easily removable. You start setting the food on the cart and wheel it out to the tables. 

“Dinner is served” you smile proudly then show Lin to a table. As she takes a seat she looks up at you waiting for you, nodding her head to the chair across from her “Are you not going to sit down?”

A slight pink rose to your cheeks as you try to respond. “I-”

“I mean…it's so much for just me and It’s weird being the only one eating. ” Lin stammers causing you to smile softly “sure, I’ll join you”

“Good” Lin looks at you and gives you a soft smile then you slide into the chair and return the smile 

Hours, Days, Years

Toshinori Yagi (All Might) x Reader

All I ever here from you is “no”, “not yet”, and “you should move on”

How do I do this with how much you mean to me?

“I need to work on myself, to be the symbol of peace the world truly needs”

I will wait

Hours, days, now years

Two to be specific

I see you grow from the sidelines, wishing I could grow with you

Cheering you on, but drowned out by the worlds cheers

Cheering for their symbol, cheering for progress

You tell me “don’t wait for me”

My heart screams “just a little longer”

“Someday he’ll remember how he felt, how he captured my heart”

“Someday he’ll respond”

The waiting

Hours, days and now years

You grip your phone tightly. It’s your birthday and the only person you wanted to hear from has been silent all day. Plans made for tonight. A night of celebrations, it would be a way to rebond with each other after many months of one-two word replies and radio silence.

You grasp your phone tighter, tears now streaming down your face onto your phone. Illuminated is only a slew of apologizes and promises to reschedule. You should’ve known, the world needs him more.

So we wait..

Hours days years

For the next glimmer of hope that he still feels the same, wants you to wait

Hours days years

Every day without seeing him, the pain never changes

Hope and love reignited with every one word reply

You feel it’s time to cut the leash he hath made you

It’s vacation time, you download tinder and speak with people on there. Nobody feels the same, nobody is the same. You meet a man from there and god this man would move the world and heavens themselves for you. You hold him close, but he’s not your symbol. He’s not who you’ve spent hours days years on. He’s different, he’s here now, he’s better. He’s not him.

You know you should move on and be with someone who loves you so.

But you wait

Hours days years

He’ll come around, the world won’t always need him

One day, your phone rings blasting your music into your solemn waiting area, you lean off your bed to grab and answer it. It’s All Mights sidekick, Sir Nighteye. He gives you an address to a hospital and a closed off wing. Just for someone the world cannot see this way. You race over, not thinking twice, terrified you’ll be too late, hours days years all rushing through you, all memories, interactions, all at once.

“Please still be there”

“Live damnit”

You burst through the doors after obtaining a visitors pass. Nighteye meets you outside the door, trying to prepare you for what you may see. He’s lost almost his entire respiratory system, he’s lost his natural stomach. This was the result of an ultimate evil, the result of a horrific battle, the result of the world and himself creating this symbol.

You swing open the doors and see a massive and disheveled man laying in a bed far too small to accommodate him. Tubes coming from all over, coming from who knows where. He tilts his head slightly towards the door and smiles.

“You came for me”

You fall to the floor in tears, totally emotionally unprepared to see someone you love so much like this

“I’ll always be by your side whether you realize it or not,” you choke out with a slight bitterness to the man. But you had always been here

Hours days and now years.

Your sobs break the already broken hero. How could he truly face you this way? He failed you. He failed to become a symbol for you. He’s nothing now. How could he even protect you now?

“I’m sorry..” it’s all could get out before you kept up to hug him tightly, as tightly as you were able due to the numerous tubes and medical supplies attached to him.

This was what the world turned him into. They broke him down aabd threw him away, aa crippled and dying man.

But not you

You waited

Hours days years

You waited for him

He looked up at you, barely getting the words out, “I love you”

Who cares how much time you waited

Who cares about hours days even years

The only thing that mattered..

I was thinking about some LinxReader thing and I came up with a scene where Lin is at the market and she's staring at some type of steak for a special meal with Katara (she wants to cook a traditional south water tribe dish to make her second mother feel at home) and the reader came behind her and helps her to pick the right one. After that encounter there are some other occasions for them to meet (I leave at your imagination to do the magic lol) and well Lin is intrigued and want to try and give the reader a chance.

Okay, I'm really bad at these things :')

okay, so I’m gonna have to split this into parts because weeee boi do I write a lot. 

The Market (Lin x Reader)

This is set after the whole Zaheer (within those three year gap)

Me after finishing writing the 100k fanfic:

I am working on the prompts though. 

-🌷

Aww thank you so much Anon. :) 

That means a lot. I mean nothing ill by that post. Just a little uhhhh haha moment. In These arms wasn’t suppose to be 100k. It was initially planned at 70k, adding 10k from the word count of Under Pressure. It seems I have poured all my creative spoons into this third work. No worries though. I do plan to continue the series, but I definitely need to get my mind to relax. 

There are only so many words I know lol

I sort of have an outline, but as time goes by I get more ideas. 

The ideas aren’t the problem it’s the execution that I am having trouble with. I still need more refinement on how I want the story to progress. Especially in that three year gap. 

thanks for coming to my ted talk

What better time to release my very first short story than for THE TRUE DADDY’S birthday ❤️

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: One Piece Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Mugiwara Kaizoku | Strawhat Pirates, Monkey D. Luffy Additional Tags: halloweenieexchange2022, Canon Universe, pre-TS, Porn With Plot, Swordfighting, Blood and Gore, Bodyswap, Sanji fights with a sword, Rough Sex, Angst, Thing work out in the end, Established Relationship, No beta we die like ace Summary:

The scent of ash and brimstone was sharp in the air while the clouds above blackened as the rest of the fires nearby continued to lick the air wishing for more kindling. An eruption in the distance exploded signifying the distant volcano wanting to roar once again, and yet, despite the terror that should have been flittering through the village before only the sounds of thunder rolled through the night.

Bodies were scattered on the ground spilling their blood to feed the earth. Only one figure was left standing in the center of the destruction that was slowly being shown to the light. Standing in the center of the carnage was a lone man - eyes dark as the night itself with a face reminiscent of demons that haunted the dreams of mere men.

“Sanji!” Luffy shouted towards the figure only to gawk as they turned fully towards them but it was the Demon of the East who stepped forward. Zoro’s body stepped closer, but there was nothing but darkness behind that gaze as he leveled the glistening blood soaked sword up ready for another duel.