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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 9 months

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Do Howdy and Barnaby ever get together in your human au 🥺🥺

of course they do, who do you think i am

oh BOY do i have things to say about human!Laughingstock! im so unwell about them allow me to talk and talk and talk and ta-

so in this au they're like... the ultimate slowburn. their feelings for each other slowly simmer and grow over the course of *checks nonexistent watch* a lil over a decade i think. it's not very dramatic - just soft & silly w/ just a heap of pining and a pinch of angst for Flavor

it starts when they were teens - Howdy had a lil crush on Barnaby in middle school. and how could he not? Barnaby was cute, hilarious, and kind. at this point, they weren't friends! Barnaby knew Howdy's name, but only because they'd shared a school since elementary (as with 6/7 of the other neighbors) & speaking from experience, you just Know Those Names. Howdy slowly "grew out of" this crush, especially when the friend group started forming and he & Barnaby became actual friends.

that crush would fluctuate over the years. It starts out strong and then softens into just this hum in the back of Howdy's mind. always there, often easy to ignore, just... part of him, in a way.

Barnaby has a similar experience. when he and Howdy became friends, he got a lil crush - how could he not? Howdy was cute, laughed at all of his jokes and had a few of his own, and was endearingly eccentric. but at the time, Barnaby didn't recognize the crush for what it was. so he elected to ignore it until the crush dwindled to something easily manageable, something he wouldn't realize is still there. as with Howdy's, it'd never fully go away

and its noticeable enough to their friends that they'd all kinda side-eye how touchy Howdy & Barnaby are with each other (Barnaby is a physical guy, but damn. if Howdy is nearby they Will find a way to be touching at all times), the way they always laugh at each others jokes, the way they always ask "where's [x] / is [x] coming with" whenever the other is absent. but the group couldn't be sure if they were looking into it or not. it's too subtle. over time they get so used to it that they don't bat an eye - Howdy is Barnaby's best friend after Wally. of course they're close!

but then there's this one college party Howdy drags Barnaby to (and by extension, Wally). they're drunk off their asses, Wally's edible has kicked in, the party is pretty chill and everyone is having a decent time. all three of them are on the couch, and Barnaby and Howdy start drunk-complimenting each other. naturally, this feeds their mutual attraction, and one thing leads to another! they make out on the couch. naturally with Wally sandwiched between them, snacking on chips and committing the moment to memory (it's a surprise tool that'll help them later!) neither Barnaby nor Howdy will remember this

now, something i'd like to state for Barnaby in this au! he has had a lot of relationships - from one night stands to actually dating someone for months. sometimes the one night stands were a "he takes someone home after a date, & they leave while he's sleeping and ghost him" situation. with actual dating, the other person always breaks things off after a few weeks, if not days. it breaks Barnaby's heart a little bit every time. to the point where in his mid-20s, he just... stops dating. he avoids other people's advancements towards him, he always takes a friend with him to bars/etc as a buffer, he becomes an expert at gracefully turning people down

("why, pray tell" no one asks "do they always leave him? he's such a catch!" that he is! when he was in school, it was his friend group. he'd try to introduce his 'girlfriend' to his friends, and it'd be an immediate "eugh, you're friends with those freaks? no way!" as an adult, people found it off-putting how (by societal standards) unusually close he was with Wally. also, again, a "weird" friend group. they'd think it's too much, or just not their scene, or 'why don't you date your little blue haired boyfriend', etc. Barnaby never holds it against Wally or his friends. he has the mindset of if that person was the one, they would accept every part of Barnaby - and his friends are indeed part of him. Howdy has also dated around a little, but to a much lesser extent. he's too busy! he doesn't have time for that!)

but the ball really starts rolling in their late 20s. something the group does together - as a fun lil rare hobby - is LARPing. they get really into it! Sally made them all custom costumes, Julie helped make the weapons (like a giant sword for herself), etc etc. they fully commit to the bit (even Frank <3). so at this event's point in the timeline, Eddie is fully integrated into the clique, but that's unimportant - just to show where we are!

so they're all doing their thing, it's a pretty big LARP event - there's always way more people than our dear neighbors, yk. they're just part of the crowd! & there's a big battle hosted, the group is split between teams, but Barnaby & Howdy are on the same side! yay! during the battle, Barnaby is "mortally wounded." Howdy half-drags him away from the main battle under the cover of their teammates (including Eddie and Julie) and sits him down by the tree. now, Howdy & Barnaby are the ones who get into the roleplay the most. they get lost in the sauce! they perform the hell out of everything they do!

& since Barnaby is "dying", he really acts like it. Howdy acts accordingly, but again, they get a little too emotional, a little too into it, a little lost in the sauce. genuine tears are in their eyes, Howdy's voice is genuinely shaking a little as he holds Barnaby in his "dying moments" (Barnaby is holding the sword between his arm and his side. he has ketchup on his armor.) Eddie and Julie are getting choked up just watching this happen. and as Howdy & Barnaby look into each others' tear-filled eyes, those little feelings that have been so quiet for so long come right back babey! full force! but then they all get hit with "arrows" and have to die right there and then, and the moments over. but! both Barnaby & Howdy walk away from this LARP session grappling with Partially Realized Feelings.

Barnaby struggles with this the most, since yk at this point he's sworn off dating. he's being careful with his heart! but when he tells Wally all of this, cause he tells Wally everything, Wally's like "oh. yes, i know! remember that one college party where you two kissed for an hour". and then he goes on to point out every instance where he's thought "right, Howdy and Barnaby are in love" (bc Wally is way more observant than he lets on! he saw that shit! his peepers were peepin!)

BUT IT'S STILL A SLOW BURN BABEY!

Barnaby and Howdy don't approach each other about this. they're both in the boat of "well, i'll just keep going and see what happens" to the point where they're practically dating without ever saying anything to each other. Howdy notices how Barnaby lingers around the store more. Barnaby notices how Howdy keeps turning up at his work to talk more. (they already chat so much...) but they still! dont! say! anything! but they both Know! they're not emotionally circling each other they are Dancing to their Own Music!

and Barnaby is letting himself believe that this can work because, well... Howdy already accepts him as he is. Howdy is part of the group. Howdy loves Wally just like the rest of em. Howdy has seen Barnaby at his (presumed) worst and didn't even flinch! as for Howdy, well, he just thinks this is right! his whole life no one has really caught his eyes or heart, but Barnaby is different. he's always been in Howdy's peripherals. it feels natural to love him so deeply. Barnaby slots into his life like the final piece of a puzzle!

there's a lot of stuff that happens in this inbetween state - Howdy's store burns down & almost takes him with it, there's some family drama that needs to be handled, The Crash happens, etc etc etc - so it's a while before they "actually" get together. but they're both patient! they've waited this long, even if they didn't know they were waiting. neither of them are in a rush. they're young. they have time.

#oughhhhhh so normal about them sooooo so normal (lying)#'do you know how they get together' yes. obviously. its not dramatic or a big thing or anything #they're just at a function together - maybe there's a little late evening art show in town that wally is participating in #or an afterparty for one of sallys successful plays #but in my mind barnaby and howdy are ofc sitting together off to the side #Flirting. yk how it is. barnaby's like 'hey can i practice some pickup lines ;)' & ofc howdy agrees yk yk #they're all terrible btw. howdy laughs at every single one. barnaby is on an emotional high. the rizz is strong w this one #one thing leads to another - barnaby says a terrible line essentially asking if howdy wants to ~come home with him~#but like. howdy agrees. and immediately the tone between them goes from lighthearted & joking to dead serious & tense #everything between them has gone unspoken until now but Now Theyre Saying It #suffice to say they leave the party early! they're giddy giggly lil bitches about it - acting like teens sneaking out yk yk #GOD THEY'RE SO FUCKING AGHHHHHH THROWING THEM FULL STRENGTH INTO A WOODCHIPPER #sorry. sorry. im calm now. thats a lie. i will proceed to explode #but anyway anyway #so that was a whole thing & basically long story short Barnaby has the morning of his dreams #Howdy makes him and Wally pancakes and they all have a nice quiet breakfast together. The Domesticity🤌#im gonna go shove my head in a blender now. excuse me #rambles from the bog #wh modern human au #gonna leave that as the tag #but yeah their story is just! slow! its a soft descent!#meanwhile frank & eddie are stumbling through their feelings like newborn fawns #but yeah and howdy & barnaby continue to take their time #its a while before barnaby is like 'hey wanna move in with us?'#howdy '....yeah sure'#and Boom! Howdy moves in!#and they actually get married a while later without anyone but wally knowing. they do it for tax reasons initially.#since they're not ready to be Married married but! they! want! the! benefits!#they keep their own last names and dont have rings bc again! theyre not ready for that yet!#FUCK IM OUTTA TAGS I HAD MORE TO SAY! TUMBLR INCREASE YOUR TAG COUNT! AGH

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nacaharachuya · 1 year

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Okay so i realised im a fucking idiot and that i’ve been sending you shit through “?” And i have no idea where those messages go through so whoopdy doo ig but in my defence i wasnt able to send anything any other way bc.. uhh.. yeah my email wasn’t confirmed n all that. Im telling u man i’m a whole ass boomer rn🤦‍♀️ can’t even remember how to send an ask smh.

Anyways i only now finished reading svs because i’ve been putting it off in favour of reading different fics (works from other fandoms and… ooc soukoku fics. Listen i hate mischaracterisation as much as the next guy but i find them very entertaining okay) and AAAUURGGHH WHAT A BANGER. The way you write is immaculate if svs was a food it’d have a savoury taste like i’d be liking my fingers n shit. I found out about it when you posted on twitter you updated it (it was the smut chapter, by the way) and i was like “huh” and decided to read it and my god am i glad I didn’t skip over that tweet.

Idk if this was on purpose or not but verlaine is kinda cringefail in your fic and i love it. I am a firm believer that as badass as verlaine is he is undeniably embarrassing and i need MORE of that.

My one criticism for svs is that we needed more adam scenes. He should have been added like really, unnecessarily early on in the fic and act as a third wheel in the fic. But like a third wheel soukoku did not want or ask for but he’s just kinda there they can’t really get rid of him. Chuuya and dazai in their divorce arc arguing and adam is in the background thinking “i could crack a really funny joke from this” (on that note i added the lines “Adam’s blabbering makes more sense now, so they act as if nothing has happened. “When I lift this veil, you will seal the deal with a kiss.” He can’t stop himself from laughing, “I hope you enjoyed that joke too.” “We didn’t,” Verlaine says from across the shrine. “Paul be quiet.”” In my “collection of fanfic lines I chuckled at” in my notes. He’s so silly i love him. I love how he laughs at his own jokes he just like me fr.)

Anyways here are like two extra svs doodles. I keep thinking about how you said that chuu can fluctuate between genders (literally) and its so… zamn.

And reading the scene where verlaine is brushing chuuya’s hair inspired me to draw this

I have no idea how long chuuya’s hair is supposed to be like idk if it’s “yeah his hair is a little longer than it is in canon haha” or “yeah mf got some LONG ass hair looking like rapunzel”. Also I don’t remember if his lil ribbon was red or blue but.. i jus went with blue and i didn’t know if the pearls were supposed to be like on his head or woven into his braid so i just went with the latter. And again ALSO i know he was barefoot but i’m not drawing his fucking dogs okay.

This ask is long as hell never let me talk again LMAO

Currently looking at a detail i forgot in the drawing… not pointing it out in hopes you don’t notice it either smh but GOD DAMMIT 🤬🤬🤬

DAWG I OPENED THIS YESTERDAY IN SHOCK IA M ALWAYS BLOWN AWAY BY YOUR ASKS AND ART IT MAKES ME FEEL SO LOVED AND SO CRAZY LIKE!?!?! I'M SO GLAD YOU LOVED IT ENOUGH TO MAKE ART I SAVE IT AND LOOK AT IT CONSTANTLY ;_; IM LIKE.....

AND ALSO THANK YOU. I need svs criticism and ur right I should have introduced more characters earlier I just got carried away with skk because...IDK BUT ADAM WAS MY SAVING GRACEE. He was so silly I wanted to add him sooner but I was like wait....no... BUT HE IS IN THE SEQUEL!!! DW!!! His silly ass is there and he's cracking them jokes and Verlaine is like o_o. THE ADAM LINES WERE SO FUN TOO CAUSE HE'S NOT CRINGE HE'S JUST....HIM.

Verlaine is cringe-fail on purpose tho and I'm glad you saw that because I see him as an incredibly pathetic person who can't do normal human things. He would like bite open a metal can or rip it open with his hands because he doesn't know what a can opener is. He is that type of guy.

The art is just immaculate bro like straight-up BEAUTIFUL. Chuuya's literal genderfluidity is something I'm glad people like cause when I imagine divinity I think of someone not bound by sex or gender and whatnot plus I just don't think he'd give a fart. so like....world's most wonderful tits...but he's shorter.

THE WEDDING OUTFIT IS SENDING ME TO THE GRAVE THO LIKE. IT"S PERFECT AND IDK WHAT DETAIL YOU MISSED CAUSE I FORGET EVERYTHING BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT I"M. THE HAIR LENGTH I DIDN"T SPECIFIY !!! He looks so *crying emoji cause I don't have my phone* you don't have to draw his toes I just think barefoot chuu running up the stairs to meet dazai is very him. perseverance.

BOYCACA WHAT IS YOUR TWT LET ME FOLLOW YOU AND BOTHER YOU THERE AND SPREAD THE BOYCACA AGENDA

#asks #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #dazai #chuuya #silver soul #my writing #boycaca #boy caca art is so juicy AGAIN

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sanshineaus · 4 years

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mingi : friends to lovers

warnings: none!

type: bulletpoint au, fluff

word count: 1989 (a lil short!! i’m very sorry)

a/n: as a san stan, we get fed content every 30 minutes and y’all mingi stans are the backbone of the fandom

you and mingi have a very sweet friendship, really

he and you would most likely die for each other

but also if he touches your charger you WILL kill him

you met through another friend, at their birthday party

right after you congratulated them and handed them their gift, mingi came around the corner and clumsily nearly spilled a drink on you

he still apologized though!!! AND offered to check for you if there was a drink anywhere

your friend laughed and introduced you two

'he's cute isn't he?'

oh boy was he!!!

he really was sweet too; you didn’t know anyone else but your friend and now, him, and he was nice enough to let you stick to him like glue

you even ended up exchanging numbers, and playing 8ball in your respective cabs when the party ended

from then on you began texting

and it grew into exchanging social media

to being inseparable in real life too

mingi would constantly bug you to go out and eat with him

and you’d frequently go shopping together (or window shopping. mingi just LOOKS stingy)

when your snap streaks had officially reached 420 days, mingi made sure to screenshot it and post it on all social media

as he did with any you content in general

and let’s be honest with ourselves— mingi’s a very, very beautiful person

so there was no shortage of people in his dms

most of which happened to be opening with ‘are you single’

because of your numerous posts together, it just didn’t seem likely

but really, you’d say ‘ew’ to that, because ew, that’s your best friend

who you’ve seen snotty crying over a picture of a particularly small puppy resting on a very large cat

and who has seen YOU snotty crying over the same picture but shhhh

you honestly think there’s no way you like him

your heart doesn’t palpitate around him or anything like that

(your chest just gets concerningly warm, so does your face and ears, and you have to take several gulps of air to compose yourself when he smiles. shhhhh)

EVEN if you did (which you don’t!) he wouldn’t like you back

he’s mingi

all mingi likes is dragging you out of bed by your feet

and making you regret giving him a spare key to your place

he’s in general grossly sappy, though

he fully understands that he’s cute and you detest it

because he ASKS you. he has the gall, the nerve to put on a silly cat, make a face at you in the store you’re in, and ask if he’s cute

and you want to say yes and laugh along with him but you settle for sighing and saying ‘sure’

but each and every time

he smiles

and it’s really rejuvenating. maybe an angel gets its wings or something. or fairies get born?

you two once debated over which of those two phrases is better, and you were the firm ‘fairy gets its wings’ believer

until he seemed a bit pouty and you decided to just merge the two

you have very stupid discussions

of the ‘do we belong in a circus’ kind

(yes, you might)

his very hidden talent is carrying a lot of mugs

mingi’s fingers are long, and he hangs the mugs off of them while maintaining focus

his record? 24 mugs

one of which broke while he walked from his room to the dishwasher

he was sad about it because it was a mug shaped like a bird

and you had to both comfort him and drive him in his tears to the store to get another one

to be fair, you also felt bad. so, so bad, because the mug was ADORABLE and you could tell mingi thought so too

but you got a Mingi Hug out of it later

when he thanked you, he really did go all out

(he put in no effort, he was just very huggable and it was very nice)

it was when you were very tired and on the brink of Death™ (you know, Death™, like when you just want to nap for 78 hours somewhere in a forest temple)

that you two decide to go to a 7/11

you both unfortunately have this thing called responsibilities so for whatever reason, neither of you can sleep

and so you offer to mingi to meet up at the store between your houses

to which he agrees, and asks if he can come over

to which you say no, but you also say YOLO™ and decide to leave your work in progress to meet up with your friend

(be gay do crime)

you don’t really do either, actually, you respectfully pay for your drinks and those packaged meals which are never as good at day as when they are at night

he insists you use the plastic bag you two had as a seat so your butt doesn’t get cold

and you do, but you also try and elbow his shin when he also sits down on the concrete

you are reminded of the ew feeling of seeing your best friend scarf down sushi like it’s soup

and he somehow manages to talk coherently about his stupid escapade which brought him to this point of meeting up with you

it’s so frustratingly endearing

because you know he’s enjoying himself if he doesn’t stop talking, and you know he’s comfortable around you

and that’s what makes you heart FINALLY flutter

it doesn’t take long for you two to depart, when you finish your own food and drink

and berate him a bit for not saving his drink for when he ended his meal and then stole a sip— no, a GULP from you

that night you give up on your project

(obviously not entirely)

but you’re certainly too busy to think straight

and lying in your bed with your heart beating quick is something you find pretty exhilarating

it’s actually pretty nice to like someone

because anything mingi does is fun, too

he gives you his jacket? perfection

he gives you a noogie? not AS perfect or ideal, but you’re happy he has you in a headlock because it’s a touch of human contact

and you like This human

he tries talking to you about what he would do if aliens landed

and you call him out on his bullshit, not because he’s wrong but because you love him <3 and he’s also wrong

he would NOT try and be nice to them, he’d immediately go in and look if there’s more species

“mingi would accidentally bring doomsday because he’d reject the flirting of an alien princess” yunho (who you met through mingi on the exact day of your 420 streak) adds, from somewhere near you guys in mingi’s apartment, and you absolutely agree

“marriage proposal? come on, i’d know!”

yunho looks at you, then at mingi, then back at you, and just shakes his head

and you feel offended because you’re aware of what yunho’s thinking

but mingi’s less on board

“are you saying they’re an alien princess?”

you argue that if you were an alien, you’d abolish the monarchy

but you also add that you’d rather be king if it came down to it

mingi is very insistent and it’s then when you realize that your heart is beating like that again

because he’s stood up and taken you with him to show to yunho that you’d make a terrific alien princess if only they put you in a sci-fi dress and crown

you want to put mingi in a sci-fi dress and crown all of a sudden, you don’t know : /

it’s prerogative you get more than one Mingi Hug

Mingi Hugs are a bit of an oddity

not because he doesn’t hug you often

it’s just that this is such a specific brand of hug that he reserves for moments of vulnerability

where he protectively wraps his arms around you, but places his head on your shoulder to hide his face

maybe he’s crying, maybe you’re crying, maybe neither is happening and he’s just grateful you’re there, but you’ve noticed he doesn’t do it as often to other people

it’s really cute, though

you’re sitting on your roof one night

not star gazing, mingi just said he read an article that said some phenomena will hit the skies

you tried to listen to him but he was so excited that explaining failed him and he just grabbed your hand to pull you out

(not that you were complaining, he was so gentle and cute)

you are lying down next to each other; and he’s pointing out constellations to you

you see some of them, others are less easy to spot, but every once in a while he rambles about something interesting he knew

but then it starts

you hear a sizzling first, and then a shot

and your sky is red… with a firework

after that, there’s another pound, the colour this time pink

it is pretty— colours exploding against the night sky is pretty

but what the hell? this isn’t a nebular event

it’s when you finally tear your eyes away from the sky to mingi to interrogate him that you see he’s already looking at you

and he has a very sweet smile on his face

“it’s our 500th snap streak day”

and you aren’t stupid, so you know he’s behind the fireworks, but

“why?”

and he lets out a very burdened sigh before he grabs your wrist, and places your hand in his

“it means i’ve liked you for 500 days”

there’s two emotions fluctuating all throughout

relief and joy

so you scoot over and let go of his hand so that you can swing your arms around his neck

his arms, for the first time, are loose, and you can absolutely hear the beating of his heart

the fireworks stop all of a sudden when your neighbour yells

but you ignore her so you can try and get even closer to mingi

you mumble that you like him too

however he hugs you tighter

and tells you he can’t hear you

but he DEFINITELY CAN AND HE’S JUST—UGHHH

so you decide to be even worse about it

and you y e l l it

now the whole neighbourhood knows you like mingi

though it does gradually grow into love

mingi’s a very caring boyfriend; after all, he was exactly the same as a friend

now with the added bonus of being able to kiss you

which is a power he abuses thoroughly

he gives forehead and temple kisses the most

and he’s a very terrible gremlin, so he sometimes holds your head only to bring it to his lips

or he’ll pick you up randomly

“can you tell i worked out?”

yes, you can, but you’re more focused on trying to land safely if he loses his grip

not that you don’t trust him

you trust him in every aspect of the relationship

he’s reliable— and also brings you food at inconvenient times of the day

plus you get to visit each other whenever

he likes doing animal face masks with you

and offers a bath every. time.

he runs some of the best bubble baths though, you can’t lie

he’s also very warm most of the time, so if you’re a heat sink… guess what! you no longer are!

mingi’s also very careful

he makes mistakes often; physically breaking things, sometimes he doesn’t know his strength, and so on

but he’s always ready to apologize and get you something new

he sometimes ends up going too far with a joke?

apology!

he’s very meticulous with it too. words mean as much as actions to him, and so there’s a lot of meaning in his apologies

he’s just cute

you’re both very cute but also a very annoying couple

pda? she’s your best friend

*yeosang cringes*

#song mingi #song mingi x reader #ateez #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #song mingi scenarios #mingi x reader #mingi scenarios #ateez imagines #mingi imagines #mingi fluff #musicians #ateez moodboard

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mystic-kitten-writer · 4 years

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OMG HOEE YOURE BACK -tears of happiness- I cant wait till chapter 32!!!!!! Cpuld we pretty please have a lil teaser? No pressure. I just need to a taste of your goodness 😇 Luv yaa gurl 😉

I’M BACK BITCCHESS 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

LOOL - of course, you can sweetie! I love dropping teasers, it keeps me motivated 🥰

Here is the teaser! It’s the start, a nice lil’ taste of this crazy chapter because boooooyyy does shit hit the fan in this chapter. Enjoy~!

Rating: SFW

Words: 2000 (a tiny tease, I gotta save some content for when I post 😅)

Notes: WIP; not edited and subject to change, my loves :) Also, I noticed that the start of this chapter is decepitvely sweet for the shit that is about to happen lol - I’m evil.

~ Ying Yue Jiang ~

“You know…you have beautiful eyes, Princess.”

“Awe, thanks, Sokka.”

“Too bad your face is ugly.”

“I swear-”

The immature hoots that erupted from Sokka were loud and clear. His belly rumbled in amusement, entertained at my exasperated expression as I rested over his stomach.

We were lounging in Zuko’s and I bedroom, munching on cookies on our bed, despite it being early in the morning. Zuko already rose and went for a morning jog – and I would be lying if I said I didn’t use the excuse of me being under the weather to avoid that run.

It was as Zuko was leaving that Sokka busted through the grand doors, still in his polar bear pyjamas, with a plate of cookies in hand – “I wanted to check up on Princess, see how she’s feeling.”

And that leads us to where we were now.

I grumbled under my breath, stuffing another fresh-baked chocolate-chip cookie into my mouth as Sokka beamed down at me. Despite the pointless banter and teasing, Sokka and I were venting to each other; I was beyond happy. I never realized how much I missed spending time with him – he was my partner in crime, the person who helped me learn to laugh again.

And while Sokka has been my side from the beginning – we never got a chance to hang out as much as I would’ve wanted. Appreciate the presence of each other, even though ‘sibling time’ means tons of teasing and humiliation.

A hand rested behind his head as he leaned against the bedframe, stuffing another cookie in his mouth. His hair has grown so much already.

Usually, it was up in a messy top knot, but today, he let his hair down. Zuko still had the lengthiest hair out of the guys, but Sokka was starting to prove himself to be a worthy competitor. I was always jealous of how attractive Katara’s and Sokka’s brown hair was. There were natural blond highlights, and it complimented their baby blue eyes.

“Hey…did Aang bring Momo?” I pondered out loud; brows pinched as I tried to recall the last time I saw that mischievous creature. He was already so infuriatingly elusive, but now that we were in the Kingdom, it was like he vanished.

“Yeah, but you know how Momo is…” Sokka mumbled under his breath, more focused on chewing the cookie stuffed in his mouth than answering my question.

“I haven’t seen him once!” I exclaimed, and Sokka snorted, “Join the club. I asked Aang the other day, told me Momo is hiding out in the kitchen.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes hearing that – of course, Momo is there. Appa would’ve joined Momo if he were here and could fit.

“Explains why the kitchen staff is panicking. They keep complaining that the food keeps disappearing – scared it could be a ghost.”

“You know what would be really funny…” Sokka mused, and based off the tone alone – I knew he was thinking of something evil. My mouth opened and closed, fighting the temptation to ask because I knew better. There was a reason why Sokka and I got along; we were the definition of dumb and dumber.

My lips puckered, and the next thing I knew, I turned on my side, facing Sokka eagerly.

“What’s your plan?”

Right away, Sokka grinned, sitting upright. I yelped, body rolling onto his lap, and in a bold move – he put down the plate of sweets on the bed. He means business.

“What if we covered Momo in flour – make him look like a ghost? The kitchen staff would lose their minds.”

“Sokka~! I can already imagine the mess.”

“And I can already imagine the looks on their faces when they see a ghost.”

I huffed, crossing my arms. “No, Zuko will kill me if he finds out it was us.”

“Keyword, if.”

“Where is Katara when you need her?!” I groaned to myself. If Katara were here, she would’ve shut down this plan before Sokka could even think of it. She was the mother of the group for a reason – she kept us all in check.

I grabbed a cookie from the plate that Sokka set aside, shoving it against Sokka’s lips. “Lie back down and eat a cookie.” I pestered, the only way I knew how to distract him. Sokka laughed against the cookie I practically stuffed, trying to chew the whole thing in one go.

“Aren’t you excited? She’s arriving tonight.” He mumbled between chomps. An enormous smile appeared on my lips, brushing my bedhead hair away from my face. “I can’t wait!” I gushed, body sprawling across the bed as I hugged my teddy bear close to my chest.

My gaze shifted upwards, staring at the wooden lined ceiling above us, with a silly look. It’s been how long since I’ve last seen Katara? It felt like forever, but I knew it was only a few months. Woah…me and Zuko haven’t been dating for that long, have we?

It felt like Zuko, and I have been together for years – but not in a bad way. I just felt so comfortable with him. Our routines, how open we are with each other, it was surprising to think that we haven’t been together for that long. But also look at everything that happened, everything we have gone through together…

It’s no surprise we’re as close as we are. We practically went through everything a couple may experience over their lifetime in a span of a few months. Add in the fact that he’s the ruler of a nation – things get a bit complicated.

“She’s going to freak out when she hears everything that is going on.”

I pouted, snapping my head towards Sokka, “She doesn’t know?”

He frowned, his silliness gone and face stern, “No. We didn’t want to give too much information via messenger bird or attached to Appa. It could get intercepted. It’s not worth the risk.”

A blue silence fell between us; my gaze returned to the ceiling, lost in my thoughts. Despite all the smiles, the giggles, the sweet moments of bliss – that didn’t change the current chaos around us. Mai is a traitor, Azula is back, and Yakone-

It was like someone punched me.

The mere mention of Yakone had a shiver running up my spine, the hairs on my arms rising in terror. Zuko didn’t mention his name once around me, and I wonder if it was because he knew how shaken up I was after the incident.

And the worst part of it all was I still had the handkerchief Yakone gave me that night when he comforted me, hidden away in my vanity. Gosh, I should’ve thrown it out, burnt it –anything, but keeping it. I didn’t know why I even kept the stupid thing. Maybe it was to remind me that he wasn’t that evil as a man?

That there was still a little bit of good left in him.

Yakone knew my family’s crane story. Dumb luck? He’s also a Bloodbender. But Aang told me that-

“Princess…how is your ‘Fire Nation Politics’ lessons going?” Sokka asked, his voice cutting my thoughts in half. I couldn’t help but jump slightly in surprise, and right away, Sokka’s hand fell over my forehead, a soothing gesture spotting my uneasiness.

“Hmm? S-sorry, I didn’t hear properly.” I mumbled quickly, looking up at Sokka. He rolled his eyes at my aloofness, flicking my head before speaking again, “You’re lessons involving politics. Zuko told me you’ve been learning a few things.”

I groaned loudly.

Gosh, bloody Fire Nation politics.

The moment I accepted that stupid Imperial Consort seal, I’ve had to brush up on my Fire Nation knowledge. From previous Fire Lords, customs, family trees, and laws – I wanted to cry. It wasn’t that it wasn’t interesting, it was just so much information thrown at me at once.

My hands fell over my face as I internally sobbed.

“It’s so difficult. I understand the basics, but the system here seems so backwards at times.” I whined into my hands, venting all the annoyance I had bottled up. There were so many things going on; at this point, I felt like I was memorizing words rather than understanding.

But knowing the rules did help out and gave me the chance to fire that meanie of a councilmember…Maybe I did understand more than I was giving myself credit for. But with everything else going on at the moment, my head hurt tons.

“Why don’t you ask Zuko to help you out, Princess? He is kind of like, the Fire Lord.” My hands dropped from my face, opting to throw my arms into the air in defeat. “I don’t want to bother Zuko. He has so much on his plate. I want to do this on my own.”

“But Princess, this is his job. He’ll help if you ask– he wants to help.”

I huffed to myself, biting my lips in frustration, “I know, but…I-uhh-I don’t know. I don’t want to. Have you seen the book I had to read for this week?”

Sokka shook his head, and I grumbled to myself, “On my nightstand. See that ridiculously thick book? Yeah, try reading a page and not fall asleep.” Sokka laughed at the evident disgust in my voice, grinning madly as he reached to his side. Just thinking about the book had me shivering in fear.

But I was trying.

Watching the way Zuko worked on a daily, it made me want to work just as hard. I wanted the prove everyone wrong – that I wasn’t some arm candy for Zuko. That I knew what I was doing…

Sometimes; it felt like Zuko was the only one who believed in me in this kingdom. I won the people’s hearts – now I had to prove to the council that I can do this.

I closed my eyes, letting my arm rest over my eyes, the migraine that I’ve had still dully throbbing.

It was strange, for the past five or so days, I kept fluctuating from feeling better to isolating myself in bed. My body was hurting; my head felt like a hot mix of heavy and aching. Was having a cold always this annoying? I usually had Katara heal me; I haven’t experienced a full-blown illness in years.

“I’m gonna read where you have your bookmark,” Sokka spoke, and I merely nodded.

Although…I don’t remember having a bookmark in my book…I didn’t make it far enough to bother putting one. I could hear Sokka snort as if he was trying to sniffle in a laugh-

“Yesterday, Zuko used the lounging area after our bath, and I couldn’t be happier! He looked sooooo cute sitting there, reading. He almost fell asleep-”

“OH MY GOSH SOKKA STOP!” I screamed. This asshole was reading my bloody journal!

#ask me anything #Limerence #Zuko x reader #Zuko x OC #Zuko love story #Atla

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hey hey artemis could i order a vietnamese coffee? i know i’m really loud about being a sakusa fucker but i’m genuinely curious to see who you’d match me with:

i’m 5’5, chinese american, city girl, and a mattsun profession kinnie!! i’m an extrovert with introvert tendencies and my aesthetic fluctuates between kuromi and my melody quite often, which is the best way to possibly explain it?? some of my hobbies are making excel spreadsheets/powerpoints, museum dates with my friends especially at night (the city is so pretty then!), and playing animal crossing!

i match you with... oikawa !

headcanons 4 u

oikawa is an extrovert who finds your style very cool. he has like, the potential and vision to have good style but he’s also a canonical disaster so. you Help him develop his style a lot and give him the confidence to wear what he wants out. his “casual” is a blazer and khakis. the day you convince him to begin wearing slacks more often is a truly blessed day. oikawa in a three-piece suit is POWERFUL though. the juxtaposition between your two styles is super cute and you guys look great in pics together regardless

museum dates!! oikawa is a fucking Nerd and loves learning. you guys leave museum pamphlets everywhere for new exhibitions. the planetarium is a go-to though lmao, it’s oikawa’s comfort place after the volleyball courts and gym. art museums are for very specific moods for him, but he’ll go with you if you want him to regardless. he’s a history buff and space nerd. he loves human rights exhibits. you guys are signed up for all the memberships and end up buying some sort of overpriced postcard every time you go. there’s a collage washi-taped to your apartment wall. you leave little notes inside about how the day went and sometimes people write stupid shit in them when they visit you looking at you mattsun and makki

smth that had me matching you with oikawa was the excel spreadsheet thing. mans is super intense about his schedule. he allows some flexibility, of course, he’s in a relationship with you and has to prioritize you and recognizes things don’t always go as planned, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have lots of things to do and ways to organize them. mans has excel sheets for each of the players on his team when he was captain of seijoh to help maximize practice efficiency. he probably asked you out via a well done excel powerpoint and a ticket to see a museum exhibit

lots of late night walks!! he gets off training and the gym p late bc he overworks himself, but you both in general love nightlife. downtown street food and the night market? that’s hit SLAPS as a date. you guys explore different stalls and he buys you silly things that you like — a mug, a hat with a little bobble on it, a lil necklace. you and he take turns dragging each other around, but you always hold hands. you guys get drinks and wander around, maybe take a walk by the river, maybe find live musicians busking to donate and bop to, maybe head out to a museum and just walk in and find an exhibit you like

you guys play animal crossing together sometimes!! you visit each other’s islands. sometimes you’ll both go to a cafe and play animal crossing quietly while the other does work. mostly, you play it at home. oikawa plays it less and will often trade your nintendo switch for a kiss in order you drag you out to go party or be out or just generally be Around People. you know he’s p obsessive with what he plays though, he played constantly when he first got the game. now he plays rarely, just enough to visit your island sometimes, but he’s p content to watch volleyball while you play or make funny comments about the characters and your island over your shoulder when you guys do stay in.

#this is so fucking late #sorry babe ive been #✨✨anxious and depressed✨✨ hehe </3 #hope u like these those?#.☕️ first coffeehouse #mod.replies

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The Broken Hearted

ship: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: None, it’s a pretty fluffy lil story!

Summary:

Readers POV:

People are born with broken hearts. Those are the ones who have lost their soulmates in the life before they had this one.

If you were born with a broken heart the soulmate system doesn't work for you.

I was born with a broken heart. It's a lot to take in but I've grown with it. I know one day I'll find someone, but I hope they find me.

People are connected to their soulmate by colorings on the palm of their hand. It will show their emotions, and if the soulmate is nearby it'll turn bright white.

My palm was morbid black. Been that way for as long as I can remember. I can remember my mother telling me "y/n, you don't need that mark to show you who to love. You can march into the big world and take it yourself"

I love my mother. She was born broken hearted as well. Sometimes she'll blame herself on my heart but it's really not her fault.

These thoughts crammed my mind daily. I shook my head and got up for work at the cafe. It's not the best place but I love it.

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"Y/n, oh my god thank goodness you're here. I've been running both cash registers since Clint 'couldn't make it to work today'" Natasha says mimicking my fellow friend Clint.

The two were obviously meant for each other but they are both too dull to realize it.

Nat wears gloves over her hands because she's not ready for a relationship and Clint... he's broken hearted too.

Yes, the soul system will still work on the receiving end of the other broken hearted persons soul mate. So if nat goes near Clint, her hand will glow. But of course she doesn't take into it.

"Sorry I'm late Nat, I didn't hear my alarm." I say throwing on my apron and rounding the counter.

"Well at least you're honest, now get to work." She says in a 'boss like tone'

Working at the cafe was fun for most of the day. But, the constant sight of couples meeting for the first time would strike me sometimes. Not that I'm jealous... it's just that it kinda hurts to see something I can't have.

So I would just ignore it and work the day away. Most people were rude and picky but some were sweet: Like the little old lady who would come in just to by an apple croissant and to feed the birds.

"Y/n are you okay?" Nat asks, after seeing the 4th soul mate meeting today.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just need some air." Nat tensed, she looked at the line of people but nodded understanding what I needed to do. I feel bad leaving her but I feel sick to my stomach.

When I got outside there was a table of fairly attractive men all looking towards one shaggy haired mans hand. It was fluctuating from white to black to blue. Which meant that one, his soulmate was nearby, two, the soulmates heart was broken, and three, they were upset or sad.

The man looked up at my glossy y/e/c eyes then down to my hand. Which was hidden from his view. More of his friends looked over then one hit his shoulder to grab his attention. I took that as my chance to leave as soon as possible.

I rounded the corner and went through the back entrance to get back to work. I couldn't just sit out there all day.

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When I finished cleaning everything up for closing time I felt slightly relieved the day was over. I hugged Nat goodbye and made my way outside. I felt a pinch in my palm. I stared at it confusingly but then shook it off and got in my car to go home.

When I arrived I automatically pulled out my laptop and searched, "Can a broken hearted person still get colors later in life?"

To sum it up, the answer was: 'No they cannot'

Then I searched, "What does it mean if a broken hearted person feels pinching in their palm?"

There was over ten thousand results. But the one I clicked on particularly said, 'When some one who is broken hearted gets a pinching in their hand it is a delayed reaction in the soul system. Which means they may have passed their soulmate earlier in the day but were not notified till later.'

I smiled to myself then typed another question, "What happens to a broken hearted persons soulmates palm?"

There was even more website answers for this one, 'They go through the same soulmate experience, except two colors will flash on their hand instead of one; black and whatever mood their love is feeling'

A sigh of relief blew in between my lips. You had completely forgotten about that shaggy haired man.

I decided it was time for bed and snuggled up next to my pillow and passed out instantly.

_____ The next morning I woke up with a pounding headache. I lazily got up and got dressed, downing some Advil and sat down on the couch.

I had a night shift today. I spent most of my day reading and watching the television. ________

When I got to work the cafe seemed pretty empty. But something made me stop. Nat had her glove off and she was right in front of Clint, staring at her glowing hand. Clint reached down and placed his hand in hers and his hand automatically lit up in a blinding white light.

"I didn't know it worked like that" I mumbled mostly to myself "I didn't either..." I quickly turned around to see a somewhat short brunette girl. Her palm was black.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't stalking to see what you were saying it's just... I've never seen that before... thank you! My names Wanda, I've got to go!" Then she was gone "You're welcome?" I nodded away and ran over to the pair and hugged them both.

"Congrats guys! I'm glad you two finally realized!"

Clint nodded, "I think that glowie thing only works if we both new. But it took so long because this red head 'didn't want to have a relationship yet'" Clint says laughing and pulling Nat in to kiss her on the head.

I laughed at the action and hugged them again, "well you two have fun, I've got the counter tonight!"

"Love you y/n! I'll see you tomorrow!" Nat says, leaving hooked in Clint's arms. Just as she was leaving I call out to her, "text me the details!"

I giggle to myself and head back behind the counter and set camp. People usually don't come late, and this cafe literally never closes.

So after I got all comfy in one of the lounge type chairs the front door bell jingled. I shot up to see who was there only to meet eyes with the shaggy haired man again. His hand was still flipping out.

"H-hey." He said in a shaky breath. I felt a little scared being that it was only the two of us there. His hand changed from green(happy) to purple (fear). He looked down at it then back up at me with worried eyes. "Are you okay?" He said with hesitation

I can hear the warmth in his voice so I calm down. Green again. "Yeah I'm okay, is there anything you'd like this evening sir?"

"Yeah well... actually I'm not here for food I wanted to talk to you about... this." He says bringing his hand up and pointing at his palm.

I felt my heart drop and my hand pinch. I lifted my hand and showed it to him. "I can't really help you. I'm broken hearted. I don't know much about the colors." Blue, black, white.

"No no heh... I think these colors are for you." Magenta(love), green, black, white.

"See they keep changing to what you're feeling, and uh the other day I saw that you were upset when my hand was blue."

He took at step closer to the counter and looked into my eyes. "Bucky Barnes." "Y-" "Y/n?" Yellow(confusion). He looked down at the color and laughed. His laugh was so beautiful. Magenta. He smiled at it and looked back up, "Your name tag, silly." Green.

I began to realize the color pattern and how it was changing to fit my emotions. But then I thought about how it probably was just a coincidence.

Blue.

"Hey y/n, what's wrong?" He lifts his hand and goes to place it on my cheek but I turn around and step away "This is probably just a mistake.. no sorry, a misunderstanding."

Deep dark blue filled his hand but it still flashed white. I stood there for a bit but then I felt his hands turning me around to face his beautiful bright blue eyes. Magenta.

"This isn't a mistake y/n" he says pulling me closer. I feel conflicted, I don't know whether I should leave or kiss him and forget my worries.

Magenta, gray(panic), magenta, gray. He noticed the changes and pushed a piece of loose hair behind my ear. "Hey it's okay." Magenta

I stepped away from his grasp and pulled his arm out and faced his palm to the sky.

I looked at his eyes which were probably going to be consuming my thoughts for decades. Then I slowly paced my hand on top of his now magenta colored palm. The light almost automatically bloomed. I squinted my eyes and tried to make out Bucky's expression. He was looking at me with the most warming smile. When the light died down our hands were laced together.

I unlatched my fingers and looked at my palm. It was still black.... then white! I giggled and bounced on my toes still staring at the color. Then it changed into pink. Pink is a color that's hard to explain. It's like love but more. It's a need, a craving desire to hold their partner close to them and to be with them forever. Pink is an everlasting bond of love that few get. My eyes flickered up to his, he was looking intently at me with that desire. Not the lust worthy type of desire but pink desire. His hand was pink too.

I dropped mine to the side and looked at him, inching closer and closer. Until he pulled me in himself. The kiss was like the Fourth of July, sparks flew in my mind. He wrapped both of his arms around the bottom of my back to keep me close. While I had mine wrapped in his hair, pushing his head into mine. We gasped for air but never stopped. The kiss was...

Pink.

When we finally disconnected, I led him to one of the open tables and sat with him. I asked him about everything, and he did as well. I asked him if it always flashed between colors. He explained that it would usually just show the colors darker than usual but when I got closer the black would flash. "It scared me. I thought you were hurt. But when I saw you yesterday I knew automatically."

"Heh, wish I did." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on my lips once more and kept our foreheads close, "Don't be so down on yourself doll." "I know I know... I'm just upset you had to see me like that for the first time." He leaned back but kept his hand on mine. "What were you crying about darling?"

"Well... I just kept seeing people meeting and falling in love together all day I couldn't take it, and when your friends were all looking at me I felt like an idiot."

"I understand, and I'm sorry about them. We were all just a so confused about my hand and well I saw you and couldn't look away so they all looked too. Don't worry I'll beat them all up for staring, doll."

I laughed and squeezed his hand. His hand turned orange(worry). "What's going on in there?" He says poking my forehead, causing me to laugh again. But then it died down and I looked back up at him. "You won't leave me right?" "Of course not doll! Why would you think I would?" "Because.. because I've dated before. They all left because of that stupid conspiracy theory about the broken hearted...' those who stick around to date one will soon die the same death of their past life soul mate'" I say mimicking a website.

Bucky stands up and walks over to me, making me stand up too, "I will never leave you y/n. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever."

In that moment I didn't know what else to do so I kissed him again. And again.

"I think I'm in love with you Bucky Barnes." "I think I just may be in love with you too doll."

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Hope you guys like this! It’s my first Bucky x reader fluff fic! Please give me any feedback that could help a writer out! xoxo :)

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #james buchanan barnes #sebastian stan x reader #seb #sebastian stan #avengers x reader #natasha romanoff #clint barton #avengers #Marvel

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