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had the shiniest wheels (now they're rusting) by tophsgf
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender
05 Sep 2020
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She just wanted to see Ty Lee. She just wanted one moment of being ordinary. One moment where she wasn’t the dictator’s daughter, one moment where she wasn’t the princess everyone was so eager to forget. One fucking moment where she wasn’t herself.
She remembers sitting on the cliffs outside Ba Sing Se, watching the Kyoshi warriors train. She remembers seeing a girl with a long braid, with grey eyes she’s never been able to forget. She remembers trying to call out, and seeing those grey eyes flash with recognition, then harden in a way she’s never seen before. The words die in her throat, and the smallest part of her, the part where she kept a desperate hope, something that persisted despite everything, completely shatters.
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11 Jul 2026
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The truck stop sits squatted beside the highway, chipped paint and dusty windows, rusted metal and peeling signs. The bathroom is filthy. It smells like piss and industrial cleaner and stale air. But Naim doesn't care, not with Ryan's hand in his hair, not with Ryan's cock heavy against his cheek.
“Can you…,” Naim says, fingers moving to pinch at Ryan’s tip. Ryan squirms at the touch, back arching against the wall, “Can you put it in?” Naim says.
Ryan blinks, dazed. “What?”
"Just the tip," Naim says frantically, like if he says it quicker then Ryan won’t realize the weight of what he’s asking. All he knows is he needs Ryan. He feels empty, rolling his hips against Ryan, chasing something he doesn’t know. "I mean— just a little. Please, Ryan.”
Ryan looks around the filthy bathroom, pants down his ankles, cock sprung out, Naim pressing into him, hard cock against his leg. “Here?” Ryan asks, but it’s without judgement.
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or, Naim and Ryan fuck in a truck stop bathroom.
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10 Jul 2026
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“Nah, fuck Paris,” he says, nipping at the underside of Naim’s chin to make him laugh again, the kind of startled laugh that doesn’t know how to be self-conscious. Oh, Ryan thinks, he loves him.
He can’t say it out loud, not yet, notyetnotyetnotyet, so he chooses to be honest about the rest of it instead, says, “We’ll figure out Melbourne first. Yeah? Then—I dunno. We’ll go wherever you wanna go.”
“I wanna go where you wanna go,” Naim whispers, unbearably honest-sounding. Scratch that, thinks Ryan.
This is the happiest he’s ever been.
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03 Jul 2026
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“Why're you looking at me like that?” Naim says, quiet, a bit insecure. His eyes flit away, closing when Ryan reaches a finger up to trace his lips.
Ryan shrugs, unable to do anything but tell the truth. He's in his bed with a beautiful, impossible boy, and he's going to tell him that he loves him. Like something out of his dreams. Ryan is sick of not taking what he wants, of letting it flit past him like a balloon in the wind, strings cut.
No. Ryan loves Naim, is in love with him, and he's going to fucking say it.
“I love you,” Ryan says, vulnerable, eyes wet. “I don't know how else to look at you.”
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03 Jul 2026
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Ryan exhales, smoke slipping past his lips. “Did it ever touch you?”
Naim’s stomach churns. He curls towards Ryan, shifting onto his side, as Ryan’s gaze lands on him, piercing. He shakes his head.
“Good,” Ryan says, lifting the cigarette to his mouth.
Naim thinks of photobooth pictures, of hot blood trickling down Ryan’s neck, of flame and fear. He presses a soft kiss to Ryan’s side, over his ribs, over the soft cotton of his shirt, and inhales his scent.
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03 Jul 2026