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abilouwrites · 5 days
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GOOD LUCK, BABE
I. Midoriya
No thots js him being in love w his assistant/ manager
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Y/NISTHEBESTMANAGER posted!
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Y/nisthebestmanager - we’re the cutest!!
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Prodeku- had the best week off w my best girl
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abilouwrites · 9 days
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OH MY GOD!
K. Bakugo
Bcz @cashmoneyyysstuff did it again!!
And I didn’t wanna do my history essay
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I’ve never claimed I was a morning person, I hate mornings. I like them more because I don’t have to wake up super early to get to school. I’m very happily situated in the dormitory system. Getting past my boyfriend is a different story. All sleepy eyed and tired as he sets his arm around my hip and scoots me towards him.
“‘G’mornin” he says gruffly as I stir sugar into my coffee, sleepily yawning into the palm of my hand and rubbing the bags under my eyes, “you drink your coffee so sweet”
“Mmh, it’s good that way” I whisper against the quiet of the morning. I’m only a morning person for these domestic moments. When he isn’t shouting at Todoroki, or throwing a book at Denki. I love the moments which his arms are around me and his head is against my shoulder.
“Yeah, but it’s gross. You’re gonna get cavities” he murmurs into the nape of my neck, pressing soft kisses against my skin. Drinking in the smell of my shampoo.
“I’ll get cavities because I eat a diabetic amount of candy” I respond leaning against him, sipping my coffee, “momo enables me”
His hands stop moving around and twisting my shirt, but they steady across my stomach interlocking between eachother, “it’s creepy that you eat the candy she like makes”
“No. It’s absolutely normal. And before you say I’m abusing her power. I’ve already gotten that from Iida” I hear him sigh and feel him straighten up as footsteps and soft noises are heard from the elevators. He drops his grasp on me and we stand next to each other, his arm flushed against mine.
“It’s still weird” he grumbles, rolling his eyes as I sip my now cold coffee, “you want me to heat it up?” He offers, I shake my head and rid my face of my disgusted expression.
“Last time you did that. It didn’t end well” I mumble as he presses his lips against my cheek.
“Gross! It’s so early why are you making out!” I hear Denkis exasperated sigh from the shared table
“You wanna see Makin out?!” Katsuki sharpens his tone, directed at our classmates, his hand grabs into my waist and I push off him.
“I’m not gonna make out with you. It’s so early in the morning” I groan against Katsukis lips, slowly pushing him away.
“It’s bad that this is the like.. tenth time I’ve seen you two kissing” Kirishima groans, rubbing his eyes with his the heel of his palm.
Katsuki groans even louder and I take my coffee he was holding, “oh it’s warm now” I notice sipping on the hot coffee once again.
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abilouwrites · 10 days
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BAG
based on @cashmoneyyysstuff s hcs ab Katsuki taking ur bag
Shaking in my boots rn 😭😭
K. Bakugo
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Class ends and I stay later than usual, jotting down the notes on how chemical reactions happen, “are you done yet?” He asks smacking his bag over my desk and I fear he’s going to hit me with it.
“Yeah yeah” I mumble shoving the notebook into my backpack but before I can grab it and throw it over my shoulder he snatches it from my grasp, “hey give it back!” I ask and he walks off and out of the class, leaving me following after him like a lost puppy, “give me my backpack, Katsuki!”
“No. Let’s go. You take fucking forever” he groans, it’s like hes trying to lose me in the hallways, twisting and turning in the hall, “can’t you walk any faster?!” He shouts, irritated at my slow pace.
“I’m going! Slow down!” I pant after him before he finally slows down as we exit the building and walk towards my street, “I can take my bag y’know?” I inform him, even if I’m sure he doesn’t care
“‘S fine” he replies, he falls in step with me as I click on my phone, “did you get your notes? All of them?” He checks and I nod.
“Come’ere” I request pulling out my earbuds, “I made a new playlist” I click it into my phone and press play. Music swells as he puts one of the buds into his ears and I put the other into mine. He leans slightly to accommodate our height difference, “tell me what” he shuts me up
“I’ll tell you if you shut up about it” he grumbles, my bag still slung over his shoulder. We walk like this in silence, hands brushing against each other before I make the move to clasp his in mine. I swing our interlocked arms as we walk, the music ends with strums of a guitar and I look up at him expectedly, “it was good, I mean wasn’t as horrible as it always is. Better. I’ll send you some of the stuff I’ve been listening too”
“M’kay!” I cheer excitedly, he does the thing where he rubs the skin between my thumb and I squeeze his hand a little tighter, “uh yeah. I got the notes. Before you stole my backpack!” I snap out sarcastically, no longer wasting my efforts in trying to grab my backpack back.
“Good,” he grunts out. We’re still holding hands when we reach my house, “here you are” his lips perk a little. And I drop his hand to open the gate, “I’ll see you later”
“Mmhm” I reach for my bag and he allows me to take it, “I’ll see you tomorrow” I grin and he nods at me.
“Yea.”
And somehow, after the months of dating and walk homes. I still giggle and blush as I walk in my house.
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abilouwrites · 21 days
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hihi!! can I req a toph x fem!reader where the reader is forced to return to her family in the fire nation and toph calls her a traitor?? thank you!!
BACKSTABBING BLOODSUCKER
Toph Beifong
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Maybe I’m a runaway, adopted into the ‘gaang’ and I’m ok with that. But I think I like it because of Toph, “and the trees, they’re so pretty. And uh— god I don’t even know how to describe it” I whisper out, she’s underneath my blanket eyes closed and feet up.
“Do it anyways” she sasses, rolled to face me and I do the same. Smiling even though she can’t see me.
“The pond is always cold, like this chill you to the bone cold— and in the summer it’d get so hot you could burn and I’d always jump in. It’s surrounded by the trees I was telling you about— the ones that reach up to the sky and are so green you could be seeing pink from sensory deprivation” I murmur, I see her slowing down; hands crossed and little twitches, “I miss that, the water was so cold and the air outside was so warm— this kind of stubborn heat that swallows you whole” I finally finish because— the memory escapes me. It brings a longing of melancholy and remorse that I can’t fill anymore.
Toph is fully asleep, her breathing softens and she has one last shudder before she’s still. I don’t know what she likes so much about me, but maybe it’s because I don’t shut up around her. How I’m always describing something.
I allow myself that sleep too, the deep full body sleep that leaves marks on your face when you wake up.
But like always; when I’ve found something good. Something I’m happy doing, Azula comes to ruin it, “I’m so happy to see your face again!” She cheers, encompassing me in an unwanted hug, “come— I’m not here for the avatar- just yet. I’m here for you” she smiles gripping my wrist.
“No!” I stand my ground, “I’m not coming back” I glance over at Toph who is staring at me— even though she can’t see me- she sees right through me.
“Y/n. What’s happening” she inquires, walking over to me
“Yes. You are; end of discussion” Azula asserts, and suddenly I’m five again.. following her every move, doing exactly what she’s asked of me. Fear of doing the opposite, fear of going against her. And I can’t bring myself to do it. I can’t bring myself to tell her no.
“I’m sorry Toph” I apologize, Azulas grip loosens and I let her guide me to the ship.
“NO! YOURE A TRAITOR!” She shouts, she stomps her foot and winces, “ILL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN!” She cries out, pointing at me— I know she can see me. And I hate she can see me.
“I’m sorry” I apologize again.
“I HATE YOU!”
When she tells me that, when it finally hits me I want to die.
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abilouwrites · 1 month
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lou babe is that you?
(sry if it’s not) 🙃
YES OMG IVE BEEN TRYIBG TO FIND YOU FOREVERRRR!!
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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Someone drop some fic recs im bored
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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ARE YOU MINE
Zuko “someone to call mine” part two!
@multifandomedsimp ily bcz u commented and that shit makes my day
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It takes me two days before I text the number on the gift card, “hello?” A voice answers, I know that voice, “this is Zuko”
“I know.. it’s y/n from the other day. You gave me your number on the gift card” I nervously say, “um this is so random but would you maybe want to—“
“Yes”
“I haven’t even said the question”
“Just yes” His voice feels so desperate and it makes me feel wanted in a way I’ve never felt for a guy before.
It doesn’t take long for us to meet up, “are you sure it’s not too late?” I ask walking into the locker rooms, “I’ve got lacrosse practice”
“No, I just want to see you that’s all” he replies, “have fun”
I finish up two hours later; shower and drive to the park where we’re going to walk about. I see him; baggy jeans and crewneck which is a contrast to my leggings and hoodie. My damp hair down and scrunched up, “hey” he smiles as I walk up to him; hands tucked into my pockets.
“Hi, it’s cold out tonight. Didn’t the groundhog say it was supposed to be warm now?” I laugh a little, but my joke feels stupid now, “do you have any siblings?” I ask
He sighs, “I have a sister, Azula but she’s not right in the head” he looks down a little disappointed but sighs and looks back up, “what about you”
“I have a little sister, Suki. She’s definitely a character” I smile a little, “she’s annoying to all annoyingness but I would kill for her”
“A little sister seems nice, um how was your practice?” He asks; we’re both a little awkward and it’s nice to feel this way again
“It was good, lots of drills. Especially being Varsity captain there’s a lot of pressure to do well” I ramble, “do you do any sports?” I ask, nervously stuffing my hands into my pockets to fidget and pull at my nails
“No. I just make tea” he laughs a little, it’s a nervous and hoarse thing but it eases me comfort that he feels as I do, “I used to play soccer but I lost the passion for it. You know?” He gives a short smile as we circle around, and we find ourself back at the tea shop, “tea?”
“That..” the wind brushes through my jacket, “would be so nice” I smile as he leads me inside, we don’t take long before we get comfortable with each other. Sitting next to each other, talking about whatever.
“What was your mom like?” I ask, rubbing my hands on the cup of lotus tea to keep warm, “can I ask that?”
“I guess, she was kind, and sweet. The only one who actually tried to help poor Azula. My uncle has stepped up in her place and in my father’s too” he confesses, he looks so sad. I wrap my hand around his loose one that hangs by his side. Twisting my fingers intertwined with his.
“My dad left when I was four. I never really knew why but throughout my parents marriage he..” there’s a long exhale and I lean against him, bunching my knees to my chest, “was cheating on my mom. But she was pregnant with Suki” I pause trying to remember what happened. There was a fight, breaking glass but, “I can’t remember anything else”
“Thank you, for sharing that with me. My father was the same, he never cheated on my mother but he wasn’t a kind man either. I lied before. My scar doesn’t come from a tea pot exploding” he confesses, looking down ashamed at his own lie that doesn’t seem too horrible, “my father burned me. I think it’s a blessing I don’t exactly remember what happened”
“Yes. Maybe it is a good thing. I really like you Zuko” I admit. Maybe it’s the warm tea in my stomach or how talking about things that have hurt me so bad and not crying over it. It makes me feel good in some way
“I really like you too”
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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Hihi I was hoping I could request enemies to lovers Zuko x fem!reader?
The reader is a traitor to the fire nation and can bend fire (also a street peformer before she joined the gaang? 👀) 💕💕
Omg getting a request just made my day I love these!!!
I hope you like it 🫶🫶🫶
YOURE STILL A TRAITOR
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Id like to say that my life is good, that I’m happy where I am but I’m not. I’m upset and frustrated; but most of all I’m living on the street, preforming stupid acrobatic tricks just to feed myself. I’ve left everything behind. My family and wealth but most importantly someone I never wanted to live without.
I’m upside down when I see them; soft flames coming from the soles of my bare feet. Resting on my forearms and twisting and contorting my body.
“You.” A teenaged girl approaches me and I turn right side up, “you’re a fire bender aren’t you!” She says, “what’s your name?”
“Uh” I stare at her and smile nervously, “y/n Huǒ” I repeat slowly, and quietly. People of the fire nation know the traitor I’ve become outside the walls of the fire nation. Meeting the avatar, going against my friends for his life. All because I believed in something greater than all of this.
“I know you” a boy says, bandana around his forehead, “your grandpa, Yújìn. I know- or knew him” He says
“Oh.” Realization hits my face, “you’re the avatar!” A short girl slaps me.
“Wow way to tell everyone!” She retorts, god are little kids sassy.
“You could teach Aang firebending” Katara says, it’s hard not to know someone’s name when there’s wanted posters all over town.
“I’m good at fire bending but I’m no master” I say, “I thought Prince Zuko abandoned the throne to teach you” I ask
“Well he’s uh.. learning a new way to firebend” Toph laughs a little and I smile awkwardly.
“I don’t bend very traditionally” I reply, “but if it will get me off the streets I guess why not” I stand up straighter and brush my hair out of my face.
“You brought that back?!” Zuko shouts, we’ve had a long history. One that includes a betrothal, and a knife to the gut. He looks at me with disgust which I’m not surprised at.
“I’m a girl. Not a thing!” I cry out, “the only reason I’m here is because Aang needs a firebending teacher because you suck!” I scoff out at him, there’s fire burning in his hands but I never raise mine.
He groans at me, “you’ve always been like this! Even when”
“Zuko I don’t want to talk about that” I warn, there’s a plea in my voice but he accepts that, “it was a long time ago”
“Yeah like it was that long ago” he sasses and I roll my eyes.
“Zuko!”
It doesn’t take long for things to settle down; I’m essentially useless now that Zuko has gotten his bending back. Even if he did it how I told him to do it all along but whatever.
The bickering still happens, and I want to throw a knife at him but part of me still loves him. I didn’t hate being betrothed to him as much as I thought I did.
“Did you ever miss us?” I ask him, “after you were banished. I refused to Azula to give away your location and then the Avatars when you wrote me” I confess, “so I left”
“I think. At first I did, but I don’t— I don’t think we would’ve worked together. We fight all the time. I hated you at first. And you hated me” He admits, looking down slightly. He sighs heavily
“Yeah. I guess. But I didn’t really hate- hate you” I admit, “I missed you. I liked knowing you”
He nods, “I did like knowing you too, you’ve changed so much. I mean your fire it’s pink” he laughs
“Maybe it’s from my bubbly personality” I tease, he laughs
“You. Have a bubbly personality!” He laughs and it’s so good to hear, “you were so shy, like if I sneezed too hard I would scare you”
I smile softly, “I’ve changed so much sense I was twelve” my hair falls around my face and he tucks the loose strand around my ear
“What now that you’re fourteen?” He teases softly, his hand lingers behind my ear. But he removes himself quickly.
“Zuko. Im fifteen” I remind him, it’s embarrassing when he says he knows how my heart flutters and I feel weak in the knees.
“I remember, once you turned eighteen we would’ve” he looks away with a blush on his cheeks
“Yeah. Gotten married” I laugh, and I keep laughing because the thought of getting married feels so small and childish to the war we’re supposed to be preparing for.
He laughs; rolling laughs that make me keep laughing. My laughs turn short and wheezy before his face straightens, “are you ok? Can you breathe?” His face turns to me and he smiles seeing my smile. It’s a smile that makes my cheeks hurt and heart race.
“As the Prince of the fire nation. I’m supposed to hate you. Because you’ve betrayed our nation. But as Zuko. As your Zuko. In this moment I don’t feel anything but hate. I feel love for you. A fire that I never want to put out” he tells me, scooting closer to me. I let him cradle my face, “I never hated you”
“I never hated you either” a weak laugh escapes me but he kisses me before it truly develops. It’s a kiss that devours me whole, wrapping itself into my heart and soul.
“If we make it through this. Let’s make good on that betrothal”
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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BEAR CLAWS
Zuko bcz we’re actually married 😻😻
Also I love this song it’s by The academic and it’s so good
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I will show him the worst parts of myself; my aggressions and bear claws I have worked so hard to build. I will be ugly in front of him; I will be mean and rude because how could I fall for someone as callous as he. Someone who would’ve burned and killed to find some 12 year old boy.
I don’t understand how Aang and Sokka found it so easy to forgive, maybe I can forgive but I could never forget. How could I forget when he had me against a tree, “tell me why I shouldn’t kill you” he spoke
“Because you’re too weak to do it” I retorted; too brave for my own skin. He was cocky but I was bold. A fuel to his flame; but as much as I was confident I was still this scared little girl. Terrified of the unknown.
I’ve changed, grown into my own skin. Cut my hair short but I’ve never forgotten. I shut down when he arrives, I quiet and still. As many times as he’s sat next to me I stay still, hands in my lap unmoving and quiet. Fighting the fire that claws at my stomach and the butterflies that thrash.
It’s not until late night when he asks, “why do you still hate me! How are we supposed to take down Firelord Ozai if we can’t get along” he questions me. His hands are clenched at his sides yet he doesn’t look angry. More sad than anything.
“We can get along. This.” I stomp my foot and gesture to the tents, “this is me getting along with you Zuko” I snap. I want to stall closer to him; jab him in the chest and scream at him, tell him how I really feel. How I hate being ugly and mean to him, “do you really want to know why I hate you?”
“Yes” he whispers, there’s no reasoning why he wants my explanation. He just wants it.
“Because after everything you’ve put me through, I still like you. And I like you more than I want too” I explain, “I’ve never liked someone as much as I like you Zuko. And it terrifies me. Everything about loving you scares me” I whisper shout; tears boiling in my eyes, tears begging to be let go. I take a breath again trying to shove my feelings deep into my gut but they won’t move. From the lump in my throat to the fire burning in my stomach, “I thought I was ok with the unknown; but I’m not. I’m not ok because the thought of not knowing— not being with you terrifies me more than anything ever could” when I finally finish he just stares at me. Blinking as he rubs his hands together, “there.” I exhale, “that is why I’ve shut you out. Because I feel so much for you I don’t ever want to not feel this way again”
“I have lost everyone I’ve ever loved” he says; his voice so slow and quiet I can barely hear it against the wind, “and I am terrified of losing you. But you” he sighs against the wind and throws his head back in a show of frustration before he walks up to me. No matter how many claws and walls I throw at him; they come down just as easily, “you” he says my name so sweetly and the way it rolls off his tongue makes me weak in the knees, “are irresistible”
We’re inches apart before the gap closes, he kisses me with a passion no one has ever touched me with. His hand cupping my cheek and the other one on the small of my back deepening the kiss. My hands glide into his hair and the fire in my stomach ignites. Shoving itself into my heart where I’m scared it might never die. Maybe I’ll be ok with lowered walls; maybe I’ll retract my bear claws.
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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THE AFTER
Zuko my love 😍
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“So” I say silently as quiet begins to lull over the city, just a day after the attack and it’s all over, “that’s it… it’s all over. We’re free Ozai is—“ I quiet as Zuko looks down and sips his tea.
“Yes. I suppose so. You didn’t sustain any serious injuries?” He asks, “you didn’t look so good yesterday as Katara was healing you”
“Uh— well I survived so there’s that. Azula shooting me with lighting” chills run down my spine, “it was scary, Katara says the scar won’t ever go away so” a long sigh escapes me and I nervously rub my lower stomach.
“I don’t think I’ll forget you seizing.. it was terrifying” He admits leaning back a bit, “but you’re mostly healed yes?”
I nod slowly, “I’d think so. And you? She got you pretty well”
He agrees and looks down at his tea and I blab, “you and Mai back together?” I shoot out, “sorry I just don’t uh”
“No. I guess it’s alright. I’m not sure, I think she wants it but I’m” he pauses and looks at me, “I’m not sure just yet” he brushes his bangs out of his face and looks back down again, “I think I’m still a little”
“Nervous?”
“Hung up on someone?” We say at the same time and I just stare at him before almost knocking myself out of the chair
“I knew you and Katara had feelings for each other!” I’ve known I had feelings for him but when I saw the way he liked Mai and maybe Katara I shut it down.
“No. Not her” He repeats; the way he looks at me and I smile again, “you”
“Me?” I question and he nods slowly, “Zuko I” my voice quiets itself I
“I know”
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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SOMEONE TO CALL MINE
Modern zuko
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Zuko began getting accustomed to the gaggle of girls who would walk into his uncle’s shop, cooing and flirting as they would order tea. But he wasn’t used to this new group. A quad of four, all girls— not obsessed with the idea of flirting… just yet.
All with bags over their shoulders as they occupy a booth and take out study materials, “should I get drinks? Or did we come with our own?” Your voice speaks up from the chatter, smooth like honey and sweet like it too.
“Oh I just have a water but yes tea would be good” a girl responds- dark hair clipped back says, “anyone else?” To a murmur of no’s.
You walk up, hair loose, wearing pinks and blacks, “hi, can I get a green tea and then do you have matcha here?”
“We do” Zuko responds, “should I add that to the order?”
“Yes please, iced if that’s an option”
“Of course. Can I have a name for the order?”
“Yea yea, here” you say, as you give him a credit card
“Tea’s on the house for people who study” he lies— smiling as non-awkwardly as he could.
“Really? That’s amazing! Thank you”
It doesn’t take long for you to find your seat and begin typing away on your computer- decked out in stickers on the casing and a Polaroid taped to the sides, writing things down and shooting ideas off one another, “y/n”
You look up and slide your headphones off, “huh? Oh thank you Zuko” You take the tea from his hands, “Suki here”
“Thanks” She responds
Zuko continues watching you study; admiring the way you brush the hair out of your face and the way you ask friends for help or their thoughts on an answer.
Three hours later there’s a packing up and wishing of goodbyes, “suki will you wait outside for me?” You question and she nods
“Ya”
“Thanks for the tea Zuko, I’ve never had green tea that good before” You complement
“Oh— thank you. My uncle he is the mastermind behind it all— I’ve never liked tea before I let him brew me some” He responds, I smile and nod. Trying to fight the blushing rising from my cheeks
“Well— thank you again, especially for the free drinks”
“You’re welcome. Here’s a coupon” he slides it to me and I smile and wave goodbye.
“What’d ya talk about” Suki asks as we walk back to her car
“Just tea.. and I got a coupon” I smile flicking it between my fingers; I look to see a phone number written across the card and my cheeks go red, “and maybe a date”
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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CURLS
Am I obsessed with zuko. Yes. Yes I am.
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It has never felt so good to have clean skin and hair— yes I showered back in Ba Sing Se but that was so long ago.
I’ve known my hair was curly; but I haven’t washed it in so long. Stuck in those two braids that travel down my sides.
Now at the beach house with running water. I’ve let my hair down and cut it back short; now finally washed and clean from my disgustingness. My curls have reformed to their glory. Once sat in the courtyard; finally enjoying the summer breeze.
“Your hair” Zuko announces.
“Oh— does it look weird? I haven’t cut hair in a long time…” insecurity wraps my voice as I finger through the curls, “did I layer it uneven?”
“No no— y/n” he whispers my name so gently, “can I?”
I nod slowly and he brushes a hand through my hair, “I’ve never seen you with your hair down.. it’s always been braided”
“Thank you.”
“I on the other hand. Have never seen y/n” Toph laughs out, “but you seem lighter”
I laugh and smile as Katara brushes through her waves talking to Aang.
“I think it’s just nice to be able to rest.. even for a little while” I reply, I lean back a little as the coolness of nightfall warms my skin. Zuko’s hand brushes against mine and I smile at him, “isn’t that right Zuko?”
He looks at me and smiles, “it does”
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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MATCHA
Lil meet-cute w Luke Hughes :))
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Mornings have never been my strength; but I still make it to the office every morning. I’m barely making it on time before some jackass slams into me knocking my drink into me and onto the ground, “ugh you prick!” I grunt in annoyance staring at the guy. Beanie over his hair and a ‘New Jersey devils’ crewneck with the number 43 on it. He looks a little apologetic, “the fuck is wrong with you; don’t look where you’re going or something” I question; there’s a slight accent to my voice. Even if I’ve been living in Jersey for three years the south still follows me around.
“Ah shit— Look im so sorry” he apologizes, “did you get burnt are you alright?” He asks, “can I repay you? Or oh let me take you out to coffee! And I’ll try not to spill it over you” he tries to make a joke but I stare him down. Lips pursed and he looks intimidated. I puff a sigh and nod slowly.
“Uh ya ya ok lemme give you my number” I nod and take a pen out of my purse and write my name and number onto his forearm, “Just text me. Don’t call that’s weird”
He nods— slightly then takes his hoodie off and hands it to me, “uh if you want it— your blouse is-“ he stutters a little, “it’s ruined I’m sorry again” he apologizes. I give him half a smile and take the hoodie.
“Thank you.. uh you owe me a coffee don’t forget”
“I couldn’t forget you.. even if I tried” He smiles and I nod slowly.
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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FAMILY SKATE
Nico Hischier
(Forgive my German it’s been so long sense I’ve spoken the language)
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“You know I don’t know how to skate..” I trail off slightly as I look around; Nico on his knees tying my laces, “right? I think I’m gonna make a fool of myself” I try to back out of this but he holds my hand and hoists me up and I wobble, “I’m gonna fall”
“I’ll catch you if you fall, just breathe. Don’t worry” he reassures as I slowly walk my way to the ice; I take the guards off and walk onto the ice. Immediately tripping over myself and landing on my ass.
“So much about that catching thing” I retort as he glides over and helps me up once again
“I wasn’t ready!” He laughs, taking my glove off to hold my hand, “I don’t think you’re going to need these meine Leibe” I stare at him and nod as I let him lead me around the rink.
“Uh huh… hold my hand tighter I’m scared” I laugh suddenly- a quite and short burst of laughter that makes Nico look up from his focus on others back to me, “you ok?” I ask as he nods slowly. His finger feels around my engagement ring and he relaxes slightly.
“Just nervous, people are gonna see the ring on your finger and— I want them to like you. I mean I know they are but it’s still” he takes a breath and puts an arm around my shoulder and skates next to me
“I know, I’ll love you even if they hate me. I promise” I laugh a bit as he glides me into a smooth kiss, “oh it’s Jack and his girlfriend.. are they dating?” I question after question
“You know what.. I’m not too sure” he shrugs, “you wanna try a spin?” He asks and I stare him down
“Do you want to kill your future wife?”
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abilouwrites · 2 months
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NEVER A GOD
I love angsty teenagers
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I'm upset and I dont know why. I will forever be the angry child of a god. I will always be her and I despise him for it. I dont care he left my mother, I care he never had the thought to claim me. Be proud and admit that he fucked up and I came from it. Once he did I felt shame, shame that he took so long to realize he was my dad when I've known all along.
I know why I'm upset, I dont care anymore. Tears will fall down from my eyes- they will splatter against the floor and my face will contort in a pure un-filtered show of rage. So I left. I decided to never return to Camp HalfBlood. Decided that I would rather die than wind up dead. I decided it would be easier to date someone so normal and average nothing would care to come after me. I was wrong.
"you dirty liar" I shout out, smacking his hand away from mine, "you're a horrible, dirty evil person" I scoff in his direction. I know I never loved him; barely even enjoyed his company but to find he used me- in a sick attempt to get back at his father.
"You hate them as much as I do. Dont you? Dont you wish they were all gone, so we could be free" He asks, leaning closer to me. Dirty blonde hair covering his eyes. I know hes staring me down, watching as I turn away but he grabs my hand, "HE ABANDONED YOU! AND YOU STILL RESPECT HIM" He yells; not at me. He's not upset with me. He's upset with the gods, I'm upset too but I dont hate my father.
"I may hate them. But I would never turn against the people who gave me a home, and who loved me. You. You sick bitch- turned on the people who loved you like a brother. You betrayed them the moment you could" I tell him, disgust coursing over my face. I shake my head and grab my hand back away from him. "Even if I wanted too. I could never trust anyone like you"
"so what was these past two years, why would you date me. Dont you remember me?" He inquires
"How could I forget you, Luke" And somewhere in me knows I loved him once.
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abilouwrites · 3 months
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TO BE MISSED
N. Hischier
(Getting back into the grove of writing)
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I don’t want to miss him, on the roadtrips, or the games I can’t attend but I do. I miss the way he smiles and laughs, I miss laying next to him and watching whatever’s on the tv.
But also I don’t miss him; at the same time I like dancing in my underwear without anyone watching, I like sprawling about the bed and picking the show I want to watch. I don’t miss asking Nico what he wants to eat because I know what I want.
But I love when he comes home, the excitement of waiting and the love that rushes through me as he walks through the door. I love the way he wraps me into his arms and kisses my head. The way he loves me after a week away.
“I missed you” I whisper into his ear as he sets his bags down, finally hugging me with both his arms, “god I missed you so much”
I feel him smell into my perfume; and skink into my arms, “you have no idea— I missed you like crazy on the road” he’ll say into my neck as we waddle to the couch and lay on top of each other.
I’ll breathe him in and hold onto him, missing the feeling of his skin on mine.
We’ll spend our time like this; cooking together and holding eachother like we never get to do when he’s away.
“Nico, how do you want your pasta, pesto or meat sauce?” I ask
“Whichever one is easiest for you” he’ll always respond, which is why I love him. The simplicity of everything, how in the end it doesn’t matter as much as I get to spend time with him.
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abilouwrites · 3 months
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RAIN
smth a little out of what I usually do but its free write sunday <3
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In the quiet of the night I can still hear it, against the rustle of sheets and my own breathing there is the soothing pitter and patter of rain against the roof. The slight hum of a heater dulls it for a moment; as I adjust I hear it once more. The tipping and tapping against my window-- I can hear it as the wind changes. The strong winds throwing themselves against my window, the thought of thunder as it crashes far away from me. I can hear the rain shift; a downpour to a sprinkle. The soothingness of it all attempts to lull me to sleep, I hear it on and off as I search for the cool of my pillow and my sheets. Finally I still; listening to the rain one last time, allowing my breathing to slow within its pattern, I’ll still against it’s lull; I grow heavy and allow myself to sleep. Once again being washed away by the rain. 
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