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sokkas-honour · 3 years

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An unexpected but welcomed visitor - Mako x kyoshi!reader

summary: for the lovely @biqherosix ‘s makyoshi writing challenge and the prompt used was Grandma Yin

word count: 2k

taglist (always open): @biqherosix @draqondance

notes: no tw here i believe, just a girl not knowing what the hell to name a fic and it’s unedited so my apologies

You stared out of Mako’s apartment window, watching the clouds slowly move across the sky above Republic city. You sat on the couch wondering when your boyfriend would return from his little rendez-vous with Kai on Air Temple Island. He’d promised the young boy that he’d help him set up a picnic for Jinora which was an absolutely adorable idea. Mako being close with the airbending monster, considering all the time they spend together arguing about obscure subjects. In theory, he did seem like the perfect choice to help him, you would have disagreed though considering he has a horrible track record with his romantic attempts going smoothly, which added to his charm in your opinion, but you hoped that he’d prove useful to Kai.

You had let yourself into the apartment what seemed like an hour ago. Bolin was visiting Zaofu with Opal which meant that his place was free for a date night hosted by the firebender, well more like a date afternoon but he still hadn’t shown up. He had promised to cook dinner for you and then you’d both play a game of pai sho with lots of cuddling and relaxing in between. You’d both had pretty busy schedules in the last couple of days with his job keeping the streets safe and your Kyoshi duties so a whole afternoon of just pure escape sounded amazing.

The sound of the door to the apartment slowly opening scared you at first but you quickly jumped out of your spot on the couch in excitement.

“You’re finally here!” You exclaimed as you quickly ran to the bathroom to make sure you looked presentable. You called out to who you thought was your boyfriend from the washroom. “What took you so long Mako? Is Kai ready to absolutely blow Jinora’s socks off without airbending?”

When no one answered but you heard footsteps advancing into the apartment you closed the door to the bathroom and went to grab the closest thing to you to use as a weapon. You looked at the counter but only found someone’s toothbrush and since Bolin wasn’t in the city it meant it belonged to the firebender. As disgusting as it felt to use your boyfriend’s toothbrush as a weapon, you needed something fast. Before getting ready to exit the room to face whoever was outside you spotted someone’s comb and planned to use it as some sort of boomerang. With the toothbrush in close proximity, the comb in one hand, you went to open the door when an elderly voice emerged from the other side.

“Mako? Is that you? I hope I’m not too early. You might want to rethink the idea of leaving your door unlocked, stupid Mako, you take that after your dad.”

Your eyes widened as you opened the door, guard down at the voice that belonged to someone’s grandma. You still kept the comb in a tight grip as you opened the door. The newcomer made a sound that made you jump and throw the comb as you intended too. The now empty hand quickly went back to grab the toothbrush and you emerged from the bathroom when you heard a little yelp.

“My, my, Mako, where are your manners?” And then it hit you, you knew that voice, it belonged to Mako’s grandma, Yin. She looked at you with wide eyes and a shocked expression. “You’re not my Mako are you?”

You shook your head, surprised that she didn't recognize you. You had met when she was staying at the Sato estate and Wu had to hide during the whole Kuvira problem.

“No, I’m his girlfriend, we’ve met before.” You smiled slightly, cheeks turning a bit red when her gaze landed on the toothbrush that was in your hand. You shyly put it on a nearby shelf. “I was one of Wu’s bodyguards, we met when he was staying with you for a short period of time?”

She frowned, analysing you from your head to your toes, making you feel very on the spot and somewhat self conscious. She had a very puzzled look on her face as she just stared at your face in confusion.

“His majesty, prince Wu, only had Mako and some beautiful girl in a warrior’s uniform as a bodyguard. You don’t look like you’d be a bodyguard.”

“I am that warrior girl though, I’m a kyoshi warrior, I’m just out of my uniform.” Now it was your turn to be slightly confused at her words, you remembered not wearing makeup the one time you met so wouldn't she be able to recognise you?

“Oh, that’s very possible though you are very muscular for a woman.” She stated very bluntly and you suddenly regretted just wearing a simple tank top and casual pants for your date, not that you expected to see your boyfriend’s grandmother before even seeing him for the day.

“Uh, thanks?” Your thanks sounded more like a question, unsure how to respond to what you thought was a compliment from the elderly woman. You watched as she slowly made her way back to where you were sitting just a couple of minutes ago.

“Come, sit.” She looked at you with a smile and patted the spot next to her on the couch, inviting you to sit down. You made your way to your previous resting spot and took your place next to her.

“Please, tell me about my Mako. I haven’t seen him in a while and didn’t know he had a girlfriend, I’d love to hear about you two’s relationship.” Her warm, inviting smile made you relax which made you realise your shoulders were a bit tense from wondering what she’d say.

“Oh, well Mako and I met working for prince Wu-” You had barely started before she interrupted you, taking you aback.

“I don't want to know about how you two met, that's just boring. Tell me about a moment that makes you smile whenever you think about it, tell me how he makes you feel.” She stated as if it was the most obvious thing ever and made you feel a tad bit stupid for wanting to start at the beginning.

“Oh well, there’s this one time a couple of weeks ago that I’ll never forget.” You started with a smile on your face as the memory of the story you were about to tell came to you. You continued, a slight euphoric feeling was laced with your words which Grandma Yin most likely picked up on. “I’m sure you know that Mako and Bolin used to be a part of a pro bending team, their whole lives revolve around it for a while. I didn't meet the brothers till long after their pro bending careers had met but they’ve always told me stories about how exhilarating their matches were. I’ve only ever heard them through radio and they never really interested me until I found out the guy I loved the most used to be a part of a pretty reputable team before traveling the world with the avatar. So, Mako decided that as a surprise, he’d take me to see a pro bending match, it was the Laogai Lion Vultures versus the Ember Island Eel Hounds.”

You paused for a second to see if she seemed at all interested and to your surprise, she looked as if she was listening intently so you proceeded to continue your story.

“Mako knew this guy from the Laogai Lion Vultures, their earthbender Ruohar, and managed to get him to let us see the match from the best seats in the house, the last spot where players go before being brought to the main platform. We had a direct view on the game. Before the match started, Mako told me a couple of stories of Bo and him, what they’d do before a game, a time they both messed up that they found hilarious, their old member Hasook. It was just so nice to see Mako smiling fondly at memories and just opening up about his past. Neither of us are great at that but seeing him just being nostalgic and saying absolutely everything that went through his mind just made my heart warm. Anyway, the game started and I could barely hear what the commentator was saying because of how much Mako was yelling at both teams. You couldn't go two seconds without him screaming ‘You had that!’ or ‘I could beat them in my sleep!’ and everything in between. Every once in a while hed realise what he was doing and would turn to ask me if it was bothering me and of course it wasn't, seeing Mako being passionate about something just brings me so much joy, he’d even show me how’d he do a play differently when he was really mad at the Lion Vulture’s execution. When the match was finally over and we’d congratulated the Lion Vultures on their win, he gave me a tour of the arena, showed me where he used to train, where he used to live and just let every single one of his memories come back. I’ve probably already said this but just seeing Mako be so open and just so giddy about his stories and anecdotes really made it a date to remember.” You finished, a pleased and content grin graced your features as you still felt stuck in your memory, finding it hard to get yourself out of that moment.

“That sounds absolutely delightful my dear, it makes me happy to see that my Mako is making you so happy.” She looked at you with a soft gaze.

“I have another fun story if you’d like?” You volunteered to tell another story, maybe even multiple if she wanted to because of how much you enjoyed just being able to gush about your partner and to your luck, she nodded eagerly.

You told stories that jumped to your mind from when Mako and you first went on a date, your last date together and everything in between. Before long, you heard the door open again as the sun was slowly setting out the window but you were both so engrossed in the story that you were telling that you failed to notice whoever entered the apartment.

“Y/n? Grandma?” The newcomer just so happened to be the subject of your tales and he seemed very confused as to why his grandmother and his girlfriend were in his home.

“Oh Mako! It’s so good to see you! I came by to tell you something but it seems like I’ve forgotten. I won’t keep you two lovebirds for too long.” Yin was the first to greet him as she stood up to hug her grandson who returned the gesture happily.

“Y/n, it was lovely to meet you, hopefully we can do this over tea sometime?” She suggested and you eagerly nodded, excited to share more stories of your stupid boyfriend and hopefully you’d learn a thing or two about his father if you stuck at it long enough.

You bid each other goodbye and watched as she closed the door behind her before turning back to your boyfriend.

“I’m just going to assume that something went wrong with Jinora and Kai. You can tell me all about it while you make that dinner you promised.” You said smugly, giving him a hug as he groaned, realising he’d forgotten all about your date.

“Shit y/n, I’m so sorry, I completely forgot about tonight. I was gushing about Jinora and Kai with Pema and got caught up, I’m so sorry.” You simply smiled, having forgiven him as soon as his grandmother and you started talking.

“What happened between my grandmother and you? You both seem extremely happy.” He asked, suspicious of what embarrassing things you might’ve told her but you simply shook your head and teased. “What happens with Grandma Yin, stays with Grandma Yin my dear.”

He rolled his eyes, setting his head on your forehead as you both stayed in each other’s embrace as his eyes trailed around the room and found some misplaced toileterry.

“Hey, why is my comb on the ground and why the hell is my toothbrush on the bookshelf?”

#mako #mako x reader #tlok #tlok x reader #grandma yin #bolin #bolin x reader #mako imagine #mako fanfic #atla x reader #the legend of korra #avatar x reader #avatar the last airbender imagine #avatar the legend of korra #makyoshi

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biqherosix · 3 years

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kyoshi chaos - blurb

fluff

(the legend of korra — romantic! mako x kyoshi warrior! reader)

all you need is a sparring partner and you can’t get anyone better than your former pro bending boyfriend. unfortunately, things don’t go to plan. but hey, what’s life without a little chaos?

cw / fire

a/n — a mako x reader that isn’t angst?? who am i?? but really, kyoshi warrior mako lives in my head rent free, it should live in yours too ! enjoy :) (ps once i write a sokka x reader on this page it is over for you all)

“no."

"what?! you didn't even know what i was going to ask you, mako." you huffed, crossing your arms.

"i don't need to know. the makeup and uniform tells me everything." he smirked, laying a hand on his door before shrugging. you gaped slightly, pointing your finger in the air to argue. when your mind ran empty, you sighed.

“mako, please! asami's on a date with korra, and bolin is out with opal! i could really use the practice." you pleaded, grabbing his hand. he grimaced, adjusting your headpiece.

"you're already great y/n, what more practice could you need? you're the best warrior i know." he admitted, his fingers lingering on your painted cheeks. you nudged his shoulder, flustering.

"i'm the only warrior you know."

"my point still stands. now, what are we doing out here again?"

"i could use the practice. mako, i wouldn't have come out to see you in my uniform if i didn't mean business. it doesn't hurt you to know i miss my boyfriend sometimes. what more fun would it be than to spar? just like old times!" mako nodded, and closed the door. your eyes widened, and you knocked.

“you could have just said no, you know! i would have been perfectly fine with that!" you exclaimed, tapping your foot impatiently. you flailed your arms in the air, and you had begun to walk away when you heard his door open with a click. turning around, you come face to face with mako, who was carrying a duffle bag. you were stunned into silence, and he raised an eyebrow.

“so, where to?"

now situating yourself in the gym of the probending arena (that you both totally didn't intimidate the manager into using), you looked over to mako, who was now clad in a green kimono. he shuffled around, trying to apply the makeup you insisted he wore ("come on, you're already in uniform, which was already a surprise in itself. what's a little paint gonna do? if anything, i think it'll make you look hot.") when you spoke.

"where'd you manage to find a uniform that fit you anyway? we rarely train boys. last i heard suki trained sokka after he begged with her and that was the end of it." he avoided your eyes as you stretched and blushed.

“it's uh, asami's." he admitted sheepishly. you laughed.

"no way! and it fit you?"

"no y/n, it's completely suffocating me from the inside" he joked, smiling as you walked over to him. you tilted his head to take a look at him. red paint was stuck under his eyes, and white was smeared poorly onto his blushing cheeks. you couldn't help but let out a giggle.

"you're doing it wrong, here. let me just-" you dragged him over to a bench. your tongue stuck out in concentration, wiping and smearing paint onto his face as though he were your canvass. he stared at you with doe eyes and a gaping mouth the whole time. though you were too entranced by your lovely work to notice. you clapped your hands and gave him a peck on the lips.

"you look great! let me just put on your headpiece and we can start. do you have one or do you wanna use my training one?" you asked, he shuffled through the bag.

"uh, i'll use your training one. what if you break your headpiece though?" you waved him off.

“i've been training my whole life, i have full faith my headpiece won't break anytime soon. my word has never failed me before." you shrugged, getting up to stand behind him as he still sat.

"that's what you said about the time you sparred with asami and she broke your arm." he hummed when you ran your fingers through his hair. you rolled your eyes.

"okay, well that was because i didn't expect her to go all the way when i asked. but you and i wore matching casts for six weeks! it was worth it if you ask me." you worked your way into tying the headpiece. smiling, you smoothed everything out before hugging him from behind. resting your chin on his shoulder, you wore a smug smirk.

"so, do you need a basic training session before we spar or are we ready?"

“you forget i was a probender sometimes, y/n. bring it."

you couldn't help but smile every time mako threw a punch at you. you really had underestimated his ability to adapt in the kyoshi uniform. you knew it'd help him flow easier when sparring with you, but the probending part of him jumped out effortlessly. he gave you his all, and it surprised you immensely. you'd be lying if you said you didn't want to surrender right then and there.

not that you'd ever say that out loud.

however, in the midst of your thoughts, mako had stopped to check on you. your mind, still in warrior mode freaked out when he was about to lay a hand on your shoulder. deflecting his hand, you took his wrist, pushing him away from you. your sudden movement frightened him, and flames burst through the room. however, the impact of your push was a bit harsh as mako fell on his rear, pulling you down with him.

thank the spirits for your makeup. you felt the heat rushing to your head, and you let go of his wrist quickly. he had been ready to stand when you pulled mako back down, taking him into a sweet, gentle kiss. he stumbled into him, placing his hands to your head, caressing your hair. pulling away, he smirked.

"business, huh?" he asked, and you trailed your finger down his cheeks. you grimaced.

"i also said i missed my boyfriend, you just have selective hearing." you whispered, and his eyes widened. you were in for it now.

as you ran around the gym, mako chased you. when he found you, picking you up from behind, your giggles filled the air. when you saw a black wall, you gasped. hitting mako's arms, he put you down.

"oh my gosh, they're going to kill us." you pointed the wall of the gym, which was now scorched thanks to mako's firebending.

“me? you're the one who wanted to train here!"

"i'm not the one with bending." you frowned, and he sighed.

“okay okay, we'll be okay. we just have to leave before they find out."

"but we're still in our uniforms y/n." he retorted.

"mako, there's no time! we can always change at your place." you countered, swiftly grabbing mako's duffle bag. taking his hand, you didn't wait for a response as you two ran out of the arena. you made it out, and managed to get back to mako's place in record time. wrapping your arms around his torso, he swiftly opened the door. you didn't think you could stumble into any more surprises until you spotted a certain avatar, her pretty business gal, a wide eyed earthbender, and his smiling girlfriend.

bolin snorted, falling into opal as he tried his best to keep his joyous tears at bay. the girls looked to you in amusement. immediately, you looked to your boyfriend.

"not a word about this. ever" he deadpanned.

"so, does this mean we run to the nearest food place and eat there until they've calmed down?" you whispered.

“only if you're paying and we find a way to change before they find us again."

"don't i always? come on, a bowl of seaweed noodles is waiting for us. eat now, worry later." you grabbed his hand, waving bye before running off again. sure, he wasn't in ideal clothing and his friends would never let him hear the end of it, but your pure joy about the situation made everything a little easier to handle.

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sullustangin · 3 years

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Fictober Prompt #10: “It’s so quiet.”/Flufftober Prompt #13: Pillow Talk

Fandom: SWTOR

Pairing: Theron Shan/Smuggler

Rating: M (pre- and post-smut scenes) This is so soft, and I’m probably rating it too highly out of an abundance of caution.

A/N: In a slight canon divergence, Eva didn’t accept Theron’s proposal on Odessen; she took a leave of absence for three months to process everything. She had no contact with Odessen or Theron, with no indication she would ever come back. And then....

After his shower, he found her on the balcony, her robe teasing her thigh as she looked out over Aargonar’s beautiful desolation. The stars were as jewels over the desert landscape, and the three moons silently stood guard.

The night air had rapidly chilled without the sun, so Theron was quick to collect his –

His wife. As of 36 hours ago, Eva was his wife.

48 hours ago, he hadn’t known whether she would even take him back; she’d sent a message stating she would not make their rendezvous on Aargonar, something that had been negotiated through proxies for nearly a month.

Then they found that they’d both put themselves on the same mission to save Odessen.

Things progressed, as they always seemed to when they were on mission together….and….

The planetary governor had married them in the morning, him still wearing a shirt he’d torn up to bandage her, her still wearing a dancer’s costume (stars, their wedding holo would give someone a heart attack, if they weren’t adequately prepared).

Bowie had cried. Risha tried to pretend she wasn’t crying (and failed, miserably). Guss and Corso had gotten completely trashed in record time, and Akaavi and Mako had wandered off to have some serious conversations of their own.

And now they were in the top floor suite he’d booked, two separate bedrooms parted by a living area… in case….

But that was far from necessary now.

Eva looked back at him as he stepped out onto the balcony to join her. Silently, he wrapped his arms around her from behind, and they looked out at the world together. “It’s so quiet. First time since before I landed on Ord Mantell and met Corso that –” She wrapped her arms around herself, overlapping his, squeezing the pair of them together even tighter. “ – it’s so quiet now. Peaceful.” He felt her twist to the right to look up at him. “First time in almost fifteen years.”

“Twenty. I had my implants installed when I turned eighteen. Constant noise ever since. Minus the times you managed to get me to turn them off.”

“And now?”

“35 hours and counting.” He’d taken an hour after the wedding to send information and tie up loose ends before he went off the grid entirely. That included shutting down his implants.

Eva leaned back into him. “We made it.” Eva turned around entirely in his arms and looked up at him. Her hair was loose, and her face was clean of all makeup and the Dermaplast she normally wore over her scar

Theron bowed his head to kiss the top of her head, his hands coming up to hold her chin and jaw. A thumb trailed across her cheekbone. “You’re still the most wonderful thing I’ve ever been allowed to touch.”

His heart skipped a beat or two when she whispered back, “I still love you.” Then she went up on her toes to kiss him, and he met her halfway, his fingers gripping the diaphanous fabric of her robe. Deeper needs soon came to the fore.

But they had to banter. They always had to banter. “Bit drafty out here for what you’re not wearing.” Her fingers ran around the waistband of his briefs.

His hand slid up her thigh, under her robe. “You’re not much better off. We should go inside and fix that.”

Much later, she requested, “Tell me again.”

“I love you.” Then Theron contentedly hummed as he felt Eva’s head gently land on his chest, her soft curves pressed up against him. He reached blindly for the sheets, pulling them out of their neatly tucked corners to drape over their rapidly cooling bodies.

In the back of his mind (and probably hers too), he knew the storm would kick up again. Something, somewhere in the galaxy would blow up, and the Alliance would somehow end up entangled with it.

For now, the newlyweds focused on being entangled with each other, repeatedly; they had been parted for nine months, after all.

Theron’s sleepy, happy haze was parted as he felt Eva tenderly trace his collarbone. “What names are we here under? I might actually leave the room sometime tomorrow.”

“Why would you do that?” Theron let his hand wander down her body a bit as his eyes slid open.

“I said might. But I am curious about the cover, given what we’ve done.” Gods, how he loved her smile.

Theron brought his other hand up to stroke her face. “Do you remember Metis and Antony Vaner?”

“Oh good grief.” Her forehead tipped forward to touch his chest for a moment.

“What can I say, Trant really, really did a good job making the IDs the first time. I think their marriage license looks more legit their ours.”

The pair quietly looked at each other in the dim light that came in from Aargonar 3. “So are we keeping them around? Are… are they the cover we’re going to use from now on? When we go on mission together?” Hope was in her voice – hope that he remembered the promises from last night… even if they were made in desperate, heated moments.

Theron nodded slowly. “Yeah. I’m… I’m not going under deep cover again without you. I’ll still do more superficial jobs, sure. Short term. Burner IDs, yes, but --- never that again. Never.”

Her hand reached up to grasp his. “Tell me again.”

“I love you. Tell me again.”

“I love you.”

A/N 2: The Vaners were the fake IDs Trant gave Theron and Eva in “The Cosmic Deck,” which takes place during the Revanite conspiracy.

#fictober21 #flufftober2021 #swtor #theron shan #theron shan x smuggler #oc: eva corolastor #swtor fan fiction #eva corolastor

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vvingless-warrior · 3 years

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Homemade Haze

Zack x Cloud; 1129 words

“Spike, I’m一”

Zack blinked at the sight of Cloud sitting on the sofa, torso tilted forward, laying face-first on a half eaten pizza. A blanket was draped over one shoulder, supposedly having fallen off the other, and Netflix politely asked if Santa Buddies was still being watched. A Christmas movie in July let him know that nobody mysteriously broke into their apartment just to watch something with their subscription and that it was indeed his boyfriend before passing out. “...home.” Zack finished his sentence with a sigh.

He scratched his head, hand stemmed on his hip. First things first, he kicked the door shut behind himself, no prying eyes of people that walked past their place to get to their own home needing to see the mess his sleep deprived lover was. The ravenet man crossed his arms, shaking his head as he walked closer to the blond knocked out with cheese and pineapple sticking to his cheek.

Cloud didn’t jump up and punch him upon noticing he wasn’t alone in the room anymore, Zack noted, only undermining how terribly exhausted he must’ve been. So much that not even his paranoia had a say in this. “You’re killing me, Cloud… killing me with worry, y’know.” The man muttered to himself and took a seat next to the faintly snoring workaholic. A black leather-clad hand gave Cloud’s shoulder a gentle squeeze, shaking him ever so slightly. “Clo~ud, c’mon, wakey wakey. The bed’s more comfortable than your pizza-pillow.” Zack teased, chuckling to himself.

If Cloud wouldn’t be so tired, his counterpart would get a punch on the shoulder for that one instead of a groggy groan. Mustering up the courage to sit up, he rubbed his eye, squinting at a weird, warm slimy feeling against his hand. He pulled it away, a foggy mako-eyed gaze inspecting the cheese and tomato play he just smudged even more on his cheek.

He huffed, turning his head to Zack, who in return whipped his the other direction to hide his wide, amused grin from the one who caused it. Too bad his snort was audible. “Oh, shut up…” Cloud murmured, setting the laptop that was wedged between his lap and upper body before getting up on tingling legs that fell asleep for some paper towels with another sound of annoyance.

“Morning, sunshine!”, Zack hummed. “Fuck off. Did I…?” “Pass out? A-yup.”, Zack finished his sentence, leaning back against the sofa’s backrest with his hands behind his head as he watched his boyfriend roll off a few paper towels in the kitchen the living room led up to. “Oh, ya got a… li’l somethin’ there. On your cheek.” Another tease from his side, a glare from Cloud’s. “I mean, not to criticize your choices in makeup, I obviously don’t know anything about it, but-” “Yes, funny, I got it. Thanks.” Zack laughed at the annoyed response, yet decided to lay off for the moment.

“Why did you stay up anyway if you were tired?” A stupid question, Zack was aware. It was Cloud, and him willingly going to sleep, especially alone and without being coaxed into it with the promise of cuddles, was just utopic to imagine. The response was a nod towards the couch table, supposedly the laptop on top of it, paired with a vocal “work”, and Zack stuck out his tongue. “They put all the paperwork on you again?” “Yeah.” “Yikes, heartless…” “Agreed.” Cloud sighed and tossed the with pizza sauce stained cloth into the trash, running his hands over his now clean face. He shook his head as his hands moved further up, soon pushing his wild sunny hair back. His brows furrowed in annoyance at the realization that he forgot to check if there as any tomato sauce on his hair, and to no surprise, with his luck, there was, which was now spread further into the artfully spiked mess he called his hairstyle.

Zack raised a brow at the change of expression, and when Cloud took his hands away, he pressed his lips together so hard they started to turn white in a harsh attempt to not burst out laughing and risk to be threatened with sleeping on the couch (although those threats were never acted out on).

“Not a word.”, Cloud grumbled, turning to head to the bathroom instead of moving back to his partner, “I’m taking a shower.” “Alright!” Zack responded as he resumed the movie, eyeing the pizza sideways. He took the least squished slice, inspected it closer and upon seeing that no hair or drool were on it, he shrugged and ate it. Too good to let it go to waste.

A little less than ten minutes and Cloud was back, fully dressed in a simple black shirt and grey sweats with his hair dry. Zack swore he’d never understand the art of speed showering, but that thought was blown out of the window with a metaphorical hair dryer when the blond warrior plopped down next to him once more. Close, that is, a wordless request to be held as he leaned into Zack, eyeing him curiously.

As an arm found its way around Cloud’s shoulders, the shorter of the men raised a brow seeing some tomato sauce on his raven haired partner’s cheek. He then stared back at the box of pizza, where only one slice remained, before whipping his head back to the culprit of reducing the total number of what was left. “Did you seriously eat that?”

“Come on, I’ve had worse of you in my mouth.”

“You’re gross.” Cloud said, but couldn’t help the slightest grin to tug at the corners of his lips, making zack feel accomplished and cheer internally. Even more so when Cloud finally relaxed against him, legs angled as he lay against Zack with a hand on his chest, other arm lazily wrapped around him from behind.

It didn’t take long for him to get comfortable enough that his eyes got heavy again. The pizza was still warm, so Zack was sure Cloud only got a 30 minute nap at best, not that it was unusual. He made sure to move as little as possible, keep his breathing steady, adjusted the volume of the movie still playing, but slowly coming to an end (luckily the remote was still right next to him), everything to ensure Cloud would finally get some well deserved rest.

And so he did. His breathing became more subtle, shallow, and Zack couldn’t suppress the relieved smile stretching across his lips, the lips that pressed a loving kiss to the mess of blond hair, reeking of lavender from the shower.

All his worry about Cloud not sleeping and he forgot how much of a hypocrite he was, staying up to make sure his counterpart would stay asleep.

#with you I’d travel to the world’s very end | zakkura #your wounds have never been a burden to shoulder | cloud #sporadic stories | writing #this is kinda old #so sorry if its a lil shitty #whoops #the thing of cloud eating pineapple on his pizza is from my friends btw #not my fault #zakkura #fluff

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krewbies · 4 years

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hi! im desperate for some frenemies to lovers ANGST w my girl asami, honestly wldnt mind it being a korra x asami au, but x fem!reader is just as swell ! also , if its not too much to ask , id rly love some bolin x reader fluff bc i am such a simp for that boy 🥺🥺 the gay agenda™️ is top priority but ,, bolin 🥺🥺🥺🥺

ahhh i decided to go with a high school au cause why not! regarding bolin stuff, there is content to come 👀 i really hope you enjoy, i would’ve done some korrasami but i am honestly SHIT at writing stuff between two canon characters, good characterization is one of my weak points :/ also!!!! warning!!!! major mentionsof death!!!!

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You and Asami always held a sort of.... animosity for each other. There was no reason for the clear cut tension that hung between the two of you, but anyone would be able to notice it.

It’s not like you hated her. It was just, you, Mako, and Bolin had grown up together, you were basically an honorary sibling. When Korra had joined your trio in freshman year it had been enough of an adjustment, but Asami had felt like a tipping point that you just could not handle, ESPECIALLY after the whole love triangle situation that had almost torn the 5 of you apart in sophomore year. High school was shitty enough without shitty romances to go with it.

You guys generally could get along, too. You had a number of classes together, so you walked and chatted back and forth all the time, but thick tension always hung in the air when you did.

It didn’t help that she was disgustingly rich and attractive either. She practically had guys falling at her feet, and it pissed you off to no end. How could you be the only one?

“(Y/N), you’re missing the educational mover!” Your economics teacher, Mr. Varrick, had paused the movie specifically to call you out. You groaned, sliding down in your seat and throwing a hand over your eyes. “Third time this week! Get your act together...” He continued to mumble under his breath. Hell, was that man eccentric. He resumed the action on the screen, and you actually attempted to pay attention this time; this was your only time to learn in this class, after all. Mr. Varrick was an excellent man, but a horrible teacher.

From the seat next to you, the one and only Asami Sato laughed quietly, fiddling with her pen and side eyeing your slumped form. God, even her damn laugh was attractive, that woman was aggravating. Minutes passed and you couldn’t help but stare at the clock.

Mr. Varrick paused the mover and you couldn’t help but panic; he had a thing for calling principal Moon a little bit too often for minor student misdemeanors just so he could talk to her.

“Ms. Sato, can I see you outside?” He then promptly unpaused as Asami stood up. She glanced back at you, making her way up the aisle, and you attempted to give her a reassuring look, despite you low grade hatred for her.

Your teacher slowly and softly shut the door behind him... odd. He was a slam-the-door kind of guy. You rocked your knees back and forth, starting to get nervous for her. Stop. You don’t even care that much...right?

The door opened again, and he held a solemn look at his face. He raised a hand, ushering you over. You swiftly stood up, an odd feeling in your stomach, almost like you felt bad for her (which, you didn’t, obviously).

It was a blur. Ms. Sato. Office. Father. Died. You froze. This couldn’t be happening, not to her.

You found yourself wrapping you arms around her, despite her lack of tears. Maybe she was in shock. I mean, what could she do? What could you do? The walk was silent. You felt impossibly heavy as you walked with your arms wrapped around Asami. The fluorescent high school lighting gave you a headache. You couldn’t imagine how she must be feeling.

She dropped to the floor, taking you with her, right outside the office doors. She let out a silent, breathless sob, choking on her own intense emotion.

“Asami,” You felt for her, you felt your chest tighten as you watched your ‘frenemy’ lose all her composure, tears ruining her perfect makeup and her hands grasping your arms tightly. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, not for a girl like her, “I’m so sorry, Asami.” You choked out all you could manage.

All she could do was shake her head. All the principal would do was give her stupid, distanced condolences, and then she’d have to go home and face a world of hurt. “Let me take you to my house.” You blurted out. It was all you had to offer her. She nodded without even thinking, wiping her nose on her sleeve and letting you lead her out to your car instead.

You both took a solemn seat. Her silence was lost, forgotten as the car door slammed behind her. She reached her hand over, laying it in your lap, asking for anything. You took it gently, watching her closely, and leaned over cautiously to wrap her up in an awkward hug over the center console.

“Thank you, Y/N. I’m sorry you-” She gasped lightly, burying her head deeper into the crook of your neck. “-you had to see this.” She pulled away slowly, looking at you with a certain tenderness behind her red eyes and broken heart. You weren’t expecting it in the slightest, but she leaned in you, kissing the side of your mouth.

“Asami, are you-”

“No, I- I, you don’t realize how fleeting everything is or how quickly things change, and I... I’m sorry, I had to do that.” You nodded curtly, starting the car. Your chest was still heavy, and your heart still ached for Asami, but you would be lying if you said your heart wasn’t racing for another reason.

okay im sorry this is honestly not great. i lowkey wrote this as a comfort fic for myself because my dad died recently and it was nice to write... what i wish my experience had been when i first found out? idk, i know it was depressing. i can write a part 2 if the ‘lovers’ part wasn’t accentuated enough (i know it wasn’t), just let me know!!!

#asami x reader #lok #legend of korra #lok imagine #legend of korra imagines #krewbies writes #angst #death tw #bolin x reader

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ego-driven-one-wing-angel · 4 years

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FF VII - Sephiroth Headcanons | #10

I am an awful HuMaN and did a NSFW alphabet for Sephiroth. If you want other characters you can always request some!! (I can also do the fluff version if you want as well!!)

WARNING: NSFW

A = Aftercare (What they are like after sex)

After a long night of sweat-filled passion, he will leave the bed shortly after to take a shower, leave you to recover from your shaking and trembling limbs. To catch your breath, let the small bruises on your hips ease from pain while he’s absent. When he returns he’ll let his fingers wander aimlessly on your skin, curl in your hair as you drift to sleep.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part on himself are his hands. He loves being able to grab you in the dead of night, his fingers dragging themselves on your skin, letting the knuckles linger between your thighs a little longer than necessary. They also allow him to savor how you quiver underneath him.

His favorite body part on you happen to be your neck/shoulders. How his lips graze your collarbone, leaving little bruises from his bites and the wet trails of his tongue. The salty sweat that coats and shimmers in the night. Perfection in his eyes.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I am a disgusting person)

He doesn’t cum inside, mainly to keep himself from starting a family, but he does love to live a little dangerously, and sometimes that means riding you until he’s on the brink of completion. Only then will he cum, right alongside your dripping inner thigh, leaving a thick white trail against your skin.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Doesn’t like to cuddle but won’t mind having you underneath his arms. The sweet scent of your shampoo or the lingering of your perfume reminds him of something familiar, and he loves the idea that you’re close enough to smell it.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they are doing?)

With places like the Honeybee Inn open, any man with enough gil can build up experience. Sephiroth was never a fan of those types of clubs, but mixed with his array of fans and groupies, he’s had a load of time and an arsenal of tricks. From orgasm denial, the perfect flick of his tongue against you clit, the kissing, the touch, how he teases you in the night, you can thank his years of being an upper rank of SOLDIER for those incredible skills.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

(No visual). Any position where he is the dominant member, where he can see how your face contorts and reacts towards his movements. How when his tongue trails down your folds, the gasps you let out, the way you squirm as your mouth parts for a quiet moan. But sometimes, he’ll bend you over a counter, watching your back flex and your shoulders heave as he inserts himself inside you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

Sephiroth has a sense of humor, dry and uninteresting, but humor none the less. When he makes you cum a senseless amount of times, he’ll leave the room with the corner of his lips barely upright in a smirk.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.).

Much like his eyelashes, Sephiroth’s most intimate areas are decorated in dark hair. So, in his case, the carpets do not match the drapes. But he likes to be polished, well-kept, and clean throughout his body, and that includes down there.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Sephiroth well get lost in the moment sometimes. The shot of adrenaline, the dopamine and serotonin coaxing his brain, he’ll take a few minutes before he’s back to reality. But the small moments, like leaving a soft kiss upon your shoulder, or how you sometimes whisper in his skin. The most mundane moments tend to be his favorite.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Sephiroth isn’t much for touching himself. If he’s ever desperate he can go outside and have a hoard of people to choose from, and he wouldn’t ever need to resort to imagining. But he will get hard once in a while over the wildest things. Mainly because they remind him of you, and then it drastically changes to you, naked, lying in bed waiting for him.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Orgasm denial. Loves hearing you beg. But sometimes he’ll let his fingers curl around your neck, suppressing the blood as you moan underneath his fingers. Especially when you’re sprawled on top a counter, him behind, his lips running across your shoulder blade, leaving whispers in your ear as you struggle to breath.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom. Cliché, but he’s most comfortable inside the walls of his bedroom. But sometimes, if it is an emergency, he’ll go as far as touching you throughout the house. Especially over the kitchen counter, where he can push you into the cold granite as he grinds you from behind.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Sometimes it can be the most random of things. You wear a too large shirt, underwear showing? He’ll imagine your clothes on the floor. The taps of your shoes, heels or not, he can’t help but think how’d you look with nothing but those pairs of shoes on. How you apply your lipstick? The curve of your fingers, better believe he’ll think of something. The boy is just entranced with everything you do and he can make anything sexual if he so wanted to.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything outside his usual kinks. So blood, bathroom play, not his style, He’ll also hate it if you try to force yourself on him when he’s not in the mood. Usually you can coax him into touching you, or even teasing you, but when he’s back from a particularly awful mission don’t expect much from him. He wouldn’t even let you touch him in platonic ways.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

As I said before, Sephiroth loves giving you oral simply because it’s the best way to tease you. Slow and carefully, making sure you know he’s waiting until you come underneath his tongue. But receiving? Boy cannot catch a break. Sharp intakes of breath, his fingers curling in your hair as you go down on him. When finished, he’ll wrap his fingers around your jaw, pulling you up towards him to continue the fun.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Sephiroth is the type who will do the exact opposite of what you’re asking for. Want something rough and hard, something that will prevent you from walking the next morning? Sephiroth will go as slow as fucking possible. Simply to bring you on the edge of begging and tears as you try to tell him what you really want. But when you want something passionate and slow, he’ll finger you until you explode. Whimper and beg all you want, but he just wants to get on your nerves.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Sephiroth doesn’t mind the idea of having a quick trip in the bathroom. Especially if you’re the one brave enough to tease him. But be warned, these don’t usually end well for you. He’ll tease you until you can’t walk, barely getting you to the edge before he stops completely.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Sephiroth is a planner, most of the time, so if he does take risks, it’s been plotted in his brain for weeks at that point. Some of the biggest risks he’ll take is grabbing you and fucking you in a closet in Shinra headquarters. The adrenaline of someone coming in any time is exhilarating. Also, don’t forget Sephiroth is a 1st class SOLDIER with his own personal office. He’ll toss you over his desk and make you whine if he so wanted to.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Maybe it’s the Jenova cells, maybe it’s the mako, but all SOLDIER have stamina built up for days. Sephiroth included, more so than any of his fellow workers. He can last for hours simply because that’s how well he’s in control, and even after everything is said and done, he can go for round two if you’re willing.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Probably not interested in the toys personally, but he found out you had some stashed somewhere, he’ll take the time to watch how you react to them touching your body. The vibrator coaxing you clit, how you flinch and quiver.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sephiroth is teasing master. He’ll ride you until your core is just about to unwind before he’ll stop touching you completely. Finger you until your legs go numb, whispering the most vile things he wants to do to you right before you have a call or leave for work.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Sephiroth is quiet. But don’t be mistaken, if his mouth is close to your ear, you’ll hear the deep utter growls coming from the back of his throat.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Sephiroth will go as far as making you wait days until you can released. Simply because he wants to make sure you’re always waiting for him. But oh boy, when he’ finally in the mood to let you go, it’s going to be better than the last. Sometimes he’ll go as far as calling in for “personal” days in Shinra just to have some fun with you.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Again, whether this is because of his superior genetic makeup, or Jenova cells, or the combination of all of it, Sephiroth proudly sports a six-inch, circumcised penis. While erected, between 7-8 inches of raw girth that fits nicely between your walls.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not as high as you think. He’s not constantly in the mood. Mixed with Shinra duties and SOLDIER, his schedule is constantly busy. So when he’s in the mood, take the chance, because it might not happen again for awhile.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Sephiroth takes a while to fall asleep. Mainly because with the ongoing brain functions mixed with dopamine and adrenaline running through his system, he’s a little more energized. So he’ll take the time to go take a relaxing shower, which you’re welcome to join. But in the end, he’ll settle right back beside you.

#Final Fantasy #final fantasy vii #Final Fantasy 7 #final fantasy sephiroth #sephiroth imagines #sephiroth fanfic #Sephiroth #sephiroth fanfiction

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lilmissbeanie · 4 years

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Toru Oikawa x F!Reader Song ~ Marry Me by Jason Derulo Genre ~ SFW Fluff Warning - Swearing, hinting at smut. Word Count ~ 3.3K

Part 1 | Part 2 <you are here> | Part 3

I have changed Iwaizumi wife’s name since Wedding dress to Emiko it was Mako or Miko I can’t remember now :’) this one did start leaning towards smut but I stopped myself, I’m not ready for that yet!

Y/n and Toru had returned to Argentina a few days after Emiko's and Iwaizumi wedding, they were still talking about how beautiful the day was.

"Oh, Toru! Emiko just looked so stunning!" Y/n gushed as she fluttered around the kitchen, making dinner. Chuckling as he watched her, he loved watching her cook. She did it with such grace even if the kitchen always ended up a bomb site.

"Baby girl, you know you don't have to use every single, pot, pan and piece of kitchen wear we own right?"

Shrugging, she pulled the milk bread rolls out of the oven, placing on a cooling rank. Watching out the corner of her eye as Toru crept closer, reaching out for one of the rolls before he could even touch one a wooden spoon flew over and whacked him across his knuckles.

"Y/n! That hurt!" He whined, rubbing his knuckles.

"You just watched me take them out of the oven." She scolded him waving the spoon in his face pointedly. "Sometimes I wonder if your my boyfriends or if I'm just your babysitter."

"I love you too, baby girl." He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind pulling her securely against his chest, as buried his face in the crook of her neck. It was the little things like this that made her happy, the little touches, the way he would brush her hair from eyes, it always made the butterflies erupt in her stomach. After three years of being together, they still had the butterflies and fireworks, the fire that would ignite in her belly when he said her name. "Trust me, I'm definitely your boyfriend, or do you need me to remind you?"

"Perhaps I do." Y/n winked at him over her shoulder, which caused him to growl spinning her around and trapping her between the counter and his body. His molten brown eyes held an intense gaze, the tip of his tongue darting out over his bottom lip before his head dived down, locking his lips with hers in a searing kiss. This kind still made Y/n toes curl after all this time, damn he was a good kisser, he always had been, it wasn't too rough or soft, but without fail every time Toru kisses her it would always be passion taking his time, he will never rush. Toru Oikawa would always pour all his love and emotion into every kiss. He wanted Y/n never to forget just how much he loved her. His left hand cupping her cheek as he continued the slow sizzling kiss, he loved when he pulled away from her that she chased after his lips for more.

"How long till dinner?" He questioned cheekily at her dazed, breathless look. He loved that he still had that effect on her. When she saw the proud look on his face, she didn't answer. Y/n just wrapped her hand around the back of his neck, pulling him back down into another heated kiss shocking, giving her full control. It was deep as their lips danced together. Her tongue had snuck into his mouth, running it against his before pulling away.

It was her turn to give him a proud look even though her heart was still beating rapidly in her chest from his kiss. The red tint to his cheeks made him look even more handsome. She planted another delicate kiss on his cheek before slipping past him she went over to the slow cooker she put on this morning before she left for work.

"I'd say ten minutes, I just need to cook some green beans, and we'll be good to go." stirring the bœuf bourguignon, before tapping the wooden spoon against the side of the pot, removing the excess juices before putting the lid back on.

"Wonderful, I'm just going to take my contacts out, and I'll lay the table." Kissing the top of her head before smacking her ass, "Toru!" the grin grew over his lips as he heard her squeal from the contact as he headed towards the bathroom.

Once inside and the door shut, he whipped out his phone. He quickly called back the number he missed a call from, so glad it was on vibrate in his pocket.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mateo it's me Toru Oikawa, you called is everything okay? Sorry I couldn't answer before."

"Oh Mr Oikawa, yes, yes everything is perfect. I was calling to say everything is ready for you. You can come and collect it tomorrow."

"That's great news. Thank you, Mateo, I shall see you tomorrow." Oikawa couldn't help the grin that spread across his lips, he said goodbye before hanging up the phone and calling Juan.

"Good evening Blue Beech, Juan speaking how may I help you?"

"Juan, hey its Toru, Friday at eight pm."

"One bottle of Cristal and her favourite table. I'll have it ready."

"Thank you." And just like that, everything was set in motion. Taking his contacts out, he slipped on his glasses and ran his fingers through his hair, letting it fall naturally against his forehead.

He sent a quick text to Iwa saying everything was falling into place and it was going to happen on Friday.

"Hey, baby girl, I thought maybe we could go out for dinner on Friday. We haven't been to Blue Beech in months since you were so busy with helping Emiko with the wedding and me with training." Toru said as he grabbed the cutlery from the draw and taking it set up on the table on their apartment balcony as Y/n followed after him with two wine glasses and a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon.

"It has been forever, and I am craving Moules, are you sure you'll be able to though? Your practices have been late recently."

"For you, I'll always make time. Don't worry. I'll call Juan tomorrow and book it for eight then you can come home and have plenty of time to get ready." He smiled at her as he pulled the cork from the bottle, letting it breathe a little.

"Okay if you're sure." Y/n said before disappearing back inside to get the bread and plates of food.

"French tonight I see."

"Yep," She grinned as he poured her a glass. Toru loved her new passion for cooking food from everywhere. Y/n was obsessed with French food at the moment. It was a different recipe every night. His favourite so far was bouchée a la Reine, well her's as well, Y/n complained though it was never as good as the one she had on holiday in France with her family back in high school.

The days flew past in a blur, Friday rolled around quicker than expected, once five a clock rolls around Y/n was out of her office door in a flash excited to go out to dinner was Toru. At her favourite restaurant Blue Beech, it was a fancy place but with Toru being a pro volleyball player and Y/n was an up and coming interior designer they could more than afford it.

She walked through the door around half five after stopping at the dry cleaners to pick up her favourite turquoise dress. Jumping into the shower, the second she got home as she knew Toru would want one when he got back from training at half six. Washing her hair with her peach-scented shampoo and conditioner, before moving on to her raspberry body wash. Groaning when she realised she should shave as well, it wasn't bad but the hairs where beginning to return.

Wrapping the towel around herself before wrapping her hair up and heading into their bedroom taking a seat at her vanity, rubbing the excess water out of her hair, before grabbing the hair drier. Running her fingers through her hair as the hot air blew through her h/c tresses, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling of the warm air. It wasn't until a soft hand pried her fingers away from the device taking into his own hands.

"Hey, baby girl," Toru said, leaning down and kissing her shoulder blade before continuing to dry her hair for her.

"Hello, my love," Y/n hummed in reply eyes closing once again feeling him massage her scalp. Once it was all dry, he turned off the hair direr back on the hook. "Thank you." Gentle eyes met in the mirror.

"Imma take a shower." Planting a kiss on the top of her before he disappeared out of the door. Watching him as he went Y/n just smiled after him. Switching on her curling wand as she waited for it to heat up Y/N slipped on her dress before she began to do her light make up, matching her eye shadow to her sliver jewellery she was planning to wear that matched her turquoise knee-length a-line dress with a square neckline.

Toru reappeared not long after Y/n had finished her makeup and was moving on to doing her hair, he slipped on a pair of black slacks, with his favourite fitted turquoise blue shirt that reminded him of his Seijoh days and gave him that extra confidence boost he was going to need. His head flicked in the direction of the giggling, where he found his other half sat curling her hair with bitting her lip looking at him through the mirror. When spotted her matching turquoise dress, he couldn't help but chuckle himself.

"I can wear another shirt if you like," He asked as he wandered towards her, shirt hanging loose on his shoulders where he hadn't buttoned it up yet and his chiselled abs and muscles on full display for Y/n to see, she would never get tired of that sight.

"No, it's fine, I think it's cute how we accidentally match." Y/n said as she unravelled the last piece of hair, she was curling. Before she started to pin half back and grab the can of hair spray.

"Give it here," He slipped the can out of her hands and set her hair in place. "There, beautiful as always."

They both finished getting ready, and Y/n slipped out to the cloakroom to grab the super comfy black heels. While Toru opened the top draw of his dresser and grabbed the little black velvet box that was hidden in amongst his ties. He tossed the box up with a grin before slipping into the pocket of his slacks. Grabbing his jacket from the bed before noticing Y/n jacket was there too, lying them both over his arm before going to look for Y/n.

He found her by the front door going through her handbag, making sure she had everything. Mumbling to herself, saying what was in her bag.

"Ready to go, baby? The Taxi is here."

"Yep, I just need to grab my coat."

"I got it. Come on, or Juan will be mad we are late."

"No, he won't he loves me." Y/n winked as they walked down the steps of their apartment block and getting into the Taxi.

"Y/n, Toru, Welcome back! It's good to see you both again," Juan cheery voice carried over to them as the pair stepped through the entrance of Blue Beech.

"Hello Juan," Y/n smiled at him, Toru giving him a nod, as Juan took their jackets.

"Your usual table is ready for you." Juan guided them through the sea of tables, and people they were seat at their regular table on the balcony under the heat lamps, the tabled was laid up just as beautiful as always, the cutely sparkling to perfection, the crystal glasses twinkled under the fairy lights.

"I'm loving the fact you two are matching." Juan gushed over them as he passes the menus.

"It was by pure coincidence, thank you, Juan." Y/n laughed as her head dived into the menu.

"I will grab you a bottle of the Picpoul de Pinet." Smiled as he disappeared to fetch their usual bottle of wine.

"Ooo, Toru they have the moules on the menu."

"Get whatever you like sweetheart." He said, reaching over to grab her hand that was on the table as he looked over the menu.

"Are you ready to order?" Juan questioned as he poured their wine and water.

"Yes please, Juan, I shall have the Crab and prawn cocktail to start followed by the moules." Y/n replied, passing the menu back to the waiter as he turned to Toru.

"I shall get the scallop tartlet followed by the lobster please." Handing back his own menu. He was starting to feel nervous now, the time was approaching he planned to ask her after the main course while they had a break before pudding. He wasn't going to let on that he was nervous though, he relaxed, and the pair fell into a natural conversation about their days and how work was. They thoroughly enjoyed their meal, Y/n devoured the moules like they were going out of fashion, Juan had brought her over extra fries for the white wine sauce without her even asking, he just knew her that well with how often his favourite couple came to the Blue beech.

"I'm just going to pop to the ladies, I'll be right back." Y/n smiled as she kissed his check walking pass him running her hand over his shoulders, he caught it, planting a kiss on her knuckles. When she was out of sight he sighed in relief, she had flawlessly timed her bathroom break, he had a moment to collect his thoughts and called Juan over.

"It's time." Juan's eyes lit up, and he nodded running off to get the champagne and have it ready on the table for when Y/n reappeared.

"My pretty boy, why do we have champagne?" Y/n questioned as she retook her seat, giving him a questioning look "And Cristal at that. Toru, what are you planning?"

He smiled, the little velvet box twirling in his fingers under the table as he stood up and went to her side,

"Y/n, my love, my other half, my queen." He began has he got on one knee, he watched as her eyes widen and a gasp slip past her lips as her hand rose to cover them. "I knew from the second that Emiko introduced us all the way back in high school that you would be the one I would fall so deeply in love with, you laughed at my jokes all that night, sat and talk about aliens and conspiracy theories with me. I love the way your e/c eyes sparkle with excitement when you are doing something you love, I love the way that when you smile at me, I still get those butterflies when I kiss you it's like fireworks exploding, I love the way you snuggle into me in your sleep."

His tender loving smile also reflected in his eyes as they locked ith her joyous tear-filled ones, "I love coming home from a long day of training to find you there on the sofa watching some kind of trash on TV or cooking the most delicious meals, the way you listen to me complain about everything that went wrong that day and not every saying, just letting me rant as you always run your fingers through my hair. I want to come home everyday to you but I want it to be with you as my wife,"

Toru popped the velvet box open showing the blue topaz gem sat on the platinum ring, the gem was surrounded by diamonds, "So will you please, make me the happiest man ever and marry me?"

"Yes, Toru, I would love to marry you!" She flew out of her chair, tackling him to floor as the tears of happiness flowed down her cheeks, neither of them paid attention to the crowd watching them and clapping. Juan had been taking photo's on Toru's phone as he had asked him too. Standing up, Toru slipped the ring on her left ring finger before cupping her face and pulling into a deep romantic kiss.

"Congratulations you two!" The pair pulled away at the voice gawking.

"You finally got the balls to do it then, huh Shittykawa."

The newly engaged couple just stood there gaping like fishes at their best friends.

"W-what are you doing here?" Toru said, pulling Iwa into a hug as Y/n and Emiko gushed over the stunning ring.

"Did you really think that we would miss you proposing to Y/n, we got you together we need to see you propose to her. I recorded the whole thing so you can always remember it, Emiko brought her camera, so she got loads of professional photo's of you both too."

"Thank you." Toru felt the blush form over his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck, he glanced over at this fiancee who was excitedly talking to Emiko, as they looked over the photos on the camera. "How did you know we would be here?"

"It's Y/n's favourite restaurant, of course, you would bring her here. The last time we visited, all Y/n could do was rave about how much she loved this place and how it was her favourite restaurant" Iwaizumi scoffed, shaking his head.

"I thought you two were still on your honeymoon for another week, how come you're here and not Italy?" Y/n and Emiko had joined the boys again snuggling into their sides, both of them had their rings on full display as they rest there hands on the partner's chest, proudly showing off that they had managed to bag these incredibly handsome men for the rest of their lives.

"Oh, when I got the text from Loserkawa the other day saying everything was, planned for Friday cancelled the rest of Italy and we booked the first flight to Argentina, we wanted to be here for you just like you were for us when we got engaged." Emiko explained, "We'll be in Argentina for the rest of our honeymoon."

"Well, shall we all finish dinner together?" Toru offered, "Juan, can you please make this a table for four our dear friends will be joining us, oh and grab two more champagne glasses."

The four enjoyed the rest of the evening, drinking champagne, eating desserts and celebrating the event that took place, they laughed at the fact that Y/n had tackled Toru to the floor. Emiko took more photo's of them on the beach, showing off the ring and some engagement photo's so the pair could put it on their social media, Y/n had quite the following because of Toru, and they were very excited to announce it, they also wanted some to send to their parents. Y/n favourite picture was the one on the beach with the moon behind them, reflecting off the water. Toru had his arms wrapped around Y/n waist, and Y/n was cupping his face, the ring sparkling under the starlight, as they kissed, there was one where their foreheads were leaning against one another. Soft smiles of pure love spread across their lips as they stared into one another's eyes.

Laid in bed together that night, naked bodies tangled together after a slow passionate session of lovemaking, Y/n head was rested against his chest as she stared at her ring.

"Do you like it?" Toru asked as he watched her hypnotised by the ring, as he played with her hair.

"Like it? I love it Toru, it's stunning thank you." She said as she sat up, letting the sheet slip from her body as she straddles him smirking at him, as she leaned down trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses up his chest to just below his earlobe "So much so I think you deserve a treat." She whispered into his ear before nibbling on the shall. His hands slid up her thighs as his breath hitched in his throat, knowing exactly where this would lead.

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patrickstargang · 4 years

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Forgotten Past, Hidden Future (Legend of Korra fic)

Chapter 1: Looking In The Wrong Places

Chapter 2: Lucky To Have You

Chapter 3: A Lot To Learn

Chapter 4: Kya’s Story

Chapter 5: A Tale of Miazu

Chapter 6: The Avatar’s Love

Final Chapter: The Mural

The dining hall was alive with chatter, but this time it wasn’t just the Air Nomads. The room was filled to the brim with familiar faces. Friends, family, teachers, all together. A jovial feeling was permeating from every corner of the room. This was all after a very important day and a very important decision. Tenzin stood up, ready to make a speech like he usually does (though his speeches are usually for the other Air Nomads).

“Before we get the night started, I wanted to give my greatest gratitude to Korra. Because today she has helped shape the Earth Kingdom in a way that will affect its people for generations to come. Not only has she helped bring a proper restoration to decades of Earth Kingdom history, but now the Earth Kingdom has abolished its laws against open sexuality. We still have a long way to go before it's whole again, but these changes are getting them on the right track to a society that cares for its people rather than upholding the status quo. To Avatar Korra…… we are all truly thankful.”

The room roared with applause. Korra saw all the smiling faces turn her way, she even noticed Bolin trying his best not to be a blubbering mess. Mako and Opal were trying their best to keep him together. Korra also saw Kya, who she noticed was tearing up. She knew she was proud of her. It dawned on her that all that work she put into what was, at first, a simple curiosity was going to change things for the better.

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The celebration found its way out to the courtyard, it was later in the day and the dusk was coming over the city.

“I can’t believe you were out there changing the world AGAIN and you didn’t bring us along!” Bolin sounded surprised but in reality, he was just disappointed he didn’t get to go on another adventure.

Korra tried to contain her laughter. Asami, right by her side, was trying to do the same. “Believe me, you didn’t miss much,” said Korra through chuckles. “It was just a bunch of meetings and negotiations with Wu.”

“I mean, yeah….but still we could have been there to support you or something!”

“It's ok, I had Asami there with me. Sometimes it feels shes a better diplomat then I am.”

Asami nudged her on the side. “Hey don’t sell yourself short.”

“She's right.” Tenzin brought himself into the group. “After today, I remembered when you first came to Republic City.”

Korra winced at the thought of that first speech she made, it feels like an embarrassing memory from ages ago.

“But now, your helping settle civil issues for an entire nation, that's something worth celebrating.”

“Exactly!” Bolin added.

Korra laughed again, it was hard to comprehend how much she actually has done in such a short amount of time. Even with her three-year absence the reality of her impact on the world was starting to set in.

Kya also joined in on the group conversation. “Yeah, you kids did pretty well out there.”

“Well, I couldn’t have done it without your meditation techniques.”

Kya had a prideful but joking smirk on her face. Tenzin gave Kya a confused look, considering he was the one always trying to get Korra to meditate. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders. She was trying not to giggle at Tenzin’s slow realization.

Korra glanced at Kya, darting her eyes to the side. It felt she was giving her a silent signal. Kya gave her a knowing smile. “By the way Tenzin, I think Varrick got his hands on one of the glider suits. Said something about flying off the tower?”

“Again!?” Tenzin raced off, Bolin went with him just in case he needed help. Kya stayed behind, she looked at Korra and gave her an approving nod. Then she followed Tenzin and the others.

Korra took Asami’s hand as they made their way over to a private spot, the balcony overlooking the spirit portal. There were fond memories associated with this spot, like that day they agreed to take a vacation to the Spirit World. It meant something special to both of them.

“Did you just want to get some alone time?” Asami asked.

“Well, yes but there was something I wanted to tell you.” Korra’s face became serious but still affectionate.

“While I was talking to Kyoshi, I learned a lot more than just Earth Kingdom history. She told me a lot, like how Avatars aren’t the only people in the Spirit World. Apparently, everyone goes there after they die.”

“Everyone?”

Korra nodded. This little bit of information had some massive implications. Then Asami began to realize something.

“So, does that mean my mom and dad are in the Spirit World?”

Korra nodded again, she could sense a feeling of surprise and relief come over Asami.

“But that wasn’t the only thing Kyoshi told me. While I was there, she said that it was important to appreciate the ones I cared for, the ones I loved, while they were still with me. She said that while I have a responsibility as the Avatar, I should take the time to be with others. And I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately, now that all this Earth Kingdom diplomacy stuff is over.”

“Korra,” Asami said softly. She felt breathless.

Korra looked off to the side. “Gosh, I feel so silly. I haven’t even thought this through. I was only thinking about it this morning….but I know I can’t wait any longer.”

Korra got down on one knee. Asami’s eyes widened. Korra held her hand with a great deal of tenderness.

“I love you Asami, and I want to be a part of your life. I know this is all so sudden but I’ve had this feeling for quite some time now. It's hard to think about what life will be like years from now, but I want to be there with you for every step of the way.”

There was a long pause. Korra began to hear sniffling and laughing.

“Well, I guess it's my turn to cry today.”

Korra slowly got back up, still holding on to Asami’s hand. She waited patiently for a response. “So…...what do you say?”

“Honestly,” Asami reached for something in her left pocket, still trying to wipe away tears. “I was thinking the same thing.”

She pulls out a small black jewelry case. Korra’s eyes widen, it feels like her heart has stopped.

“I’ve had it with me for two weeks now. I just wasn’t sure when the time would be right.”

Korra could feel tears welling up, but they would finally release when she saw what was inside. It wasn’t an ordinary ring. The designs around showed many different Water Tribe symbols, but at the center was a metallic drawing of Naga. It was meticulous, like it was handcrafted. She could feel her tears dripping onto her hands.

“Wow,” Korra was at a loss for words. Korra began to laugh softly, but it was overpowered by her weakening voice. “I guess it's my turn to cry as well.”

They both laughed, trying to keep themselves collected. Korra buried her face in her hands. “Gosh, I feel so stupid. You made me this absolutely beautiful ring and I don’t even have anything to show for-”

Asami moved Korra’s hands away from her face and kissed her deeply. They held onto each other as they simmered in the moment. As their lips parted, they stared into each other's eyes. After a moment, Asami was the first to speak.

“You don’t need to get me anything. Being with you is a great enough gift as it is. Oh, and to answer your question…… my answer is yes. I want to be a part of your life too. And I promise I will always be there for you.”

They held onto each other for a long time, both red in the face and smiling almost non stop. No matter what doubts the future might bring, at that moment it felt like everything was right in the world. The only sounds now were the wind, Korra and Asami’s soft breathing as they embraced, and Bolin weeping tears of joy in the background as he and Tenzin returned in the middle of their proposal.

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The Maizu Memorial Site wasn’t on the grounds of the village since it was still converted into a mining town. But there was still a mostly untouched part of the woods in the Earth Kingdom that became the Memorial Site. It showed the history of Maizu while also promoting the traditions and culture of the original villagers. During this time, many who used to live in Maizu were making their way back, not just to see the site but to celebrate the abolishing of the old laws.

Korra and Asami took a vacation to see the site, along with Kya who felt like going down memory lane. It was early in the day, just the time before the crowds would get bigger. Korra and Asami were taking a trail that leads to a part of the Memorial Site that was dedicated to Avatar Kyoshi. Kya decided to stay behind to meet with old friends from her first visit to Maizu.

They held hands while they traveled down the trail, smiling the same way that they did when they first proposed to one another. When they finally arrived, they found a mural painted onto the smoothed side of a mountain. The left side showed Kyoshi in her iconic Avatar appearance, protecting the villagers of Maizu. It was grandiose, evoking the struggle to keep the village alive during its hardest times. And on the right side, it showed Kyoshi as she was. Without the makeup and headpiece, without the stoic appearance. She was accompanied by Rangi and Koko as a young girl.

Asami and Korra looked at the mural fondly, they felt the warmth of each other but also a relieving sense that this history can finally be known to everyone in the Earth Kingdom. They knew it couldn't be erased anymore. In front of the mural was a wooden board, that read:

“This mural is dedicated to Kyoshi, the Earth Avatar, and the Sacred Protector of Maizu. But this mural is also dedicated to the ones she loved. To her daughter Koko, and to Rangi, her bodyguard, teacher, and wife.”

Korra and Asami kept their grip on to one another. Just like Kyoshi and Rangi, they began to realize that they were inseparable. Korra knew that, no matter what happens next, Asami would always be there. And Asami knew that Korra would be there for her.

“I don’t think I want to go back yet,” Asami said playfully. “Let's stay here for a little bit.”

Korra gave her a little nod. They decided to sit down, in the same way that they did when they were meditating with Kya. But there was one difference. They were still holding onto each other.

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beeholyshit · 5 months

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Before I go to sleep quick ramble about the silly wiwis

I also forgot I never posted this one doodle in here hehe

I always had in mind that Mako at first only thought about Emmet as just a funny guy with whom he enjoyed having casual conversations and slowly started to get more comfortable since he noticed Emmet wasn't going to judge him, even so Mako is still a bit insecure to show the real him, not because of the makeup or anything, he actually does makeup and fashion because that's his passion but he also felt that was the only thing he was good at and so that's why he is so passionate with his fixation hehe. So here is the reason why he started to fall in love with Emmet, not only because his charisma, and personality but because he was one of the few people he decided to show vulnerability. For Mako was hard to go out without all his usual looks since he thought "people already have an idea of who I am, I cannot let them down on that, I have to show my talent no matter what!!!!" So when Emmet saw him for the first time just like Mako usually looks while working alone... Emmet was just as happy and excited to see him as when he sees him with his usual outfits and everything, that was like a door opened to Mako, at first it was kinda ankward because he wasn't used to hear an "you look so beautiful today!" When he was like this IDK IF YOU GET THE IDEA BUT AAAA

That's it

I think

#(🌺) *⁠.⁠✧ — Mako #(🌈🚂 )*⁠.♡ —⁠ Rainbow-road shipping #I just realize I don't have a tag for the ship WAAAAA #I'll think about it tomorrow #THERE'S SO MANY THINGS IN MY MIND RN #some on them are REALLY personal so I won't mention them but yeah #this was more like Mako's POV but wiwiwiw #one day I'll make a post about Emmet #meow #goodnight I'm going to sleep now #🖍️ —⁠ Silly doodles #(♡) ｡⁠.ﾟ—⁠ Subway boss Emmet

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asnakewithwingsisadragon · 3 years

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Updated list of the bitches in this system because Gods know we needed it, go!

• Fae- Actual owner of the body. Has not been fully “themself” since they were like 6 (when Harl got here). Always co-cons with someone because they can’t stand being out alone. Doesn’t know or care what we do with their life. Terrified of people. Has left us alone for extended periods of time. If you think you’ve talked to them, there’s a 99% chance it was actually Claire, Amanda, or Becky. Actually a very sweet kid, but very hurt. Will go to the end of the world for their friends. Can hold a grudge like nobody’s business. Paints themself as a bitch but is a softie. Their mom cannot tell the difference between them and Becky. Diabetic, to Nidia’s displeasure. Closet Gryffindor turned Slytherin in order to survive.

• Amanda – Our system’s “guard dog”/Head Bitch in Charge. Much more complicated than that. The real author of Fae’s thigh scars (barely visible now), and maybe the only reason we made it through high school. The little voice that says “kill everyone and blame it on me”. Zero concern for consequences for herself. Impulse control consists of “Jail is awful and Fae doesn’t deserve it”. She’s over 30.

• Lisbeth (Sally)- Just…Sally. The other voice that wants to kill everyone but doesn’t because she actually thinks about the consequences of her actions. Max is technically her partner, but we don’t talk about that (you can ask). I think she’s 30-something, but might as well be Fae’s age.

• Claire- Possibly Fae’s projection of herself into different universes. She can be 6, 17, 24 and 35. Last name Constantine. From Liverpool. Awful accent. Please don’t call her Australian. Another closet Gryffindor turned Slytherin. Most of Fae’s friends are actually hers. Has been Fae for longer than Fae has been Fae. Likes soccer and we’re sorry. Punk. Hella Punk. Also hella broke.

• Mara- Claire’s sister (maybe twin). Approach with caution. (One of the several sexual alters, can be the same ages as Claire) Responsible for most of Fae’s awful dating decisions.

• Valentina- Rarely comes out, but she’s apparently God? We don’t know. Seems like she knows everyone, though. She always looks 20-something, but we know she’s older.

• Nidia- Claire’s daughter and the pure incarnation of Fae’s ADHD. A Jedi. Weirdest kid EVER. Super compassionate. Wears heart on her sleeve. Can be 5, 9, 16 and 21. Impulse control is 100% artificial, but existent. Can, like Amanda, drink up to 3 cans of Monster Energy Drink in a row without batting a lash. Will eat ALL THE CANDY. The reason we need to carry an extra insulin syringe with us most of the time. Pours fun dip and sweetarts into her drinks. The kind of kid child leashes were invented for.

• Hellena- Mara’s daughter. STAY AWAY. Evil incarnate. Abusive A.F. Can and will destroy you. In her 20’s

• Christine- Hell’s identical twin. Remember that girl in Mean Girls who wants to bake a cake out of sunshine and rainbows and smiles? Christine is that cake. Rarely out. Same age as Hell.

• Evey- Hell and Chris’ big sister. That one kid with the pink hair and lots of tattoos. Zero impulse control. Always looks like a teenager for some reason (not over 25)

• Vlad- Agender/Genderqueer mystical creature of the forest. Valentina’s child. Awesome person in general. Permanently 17.

• Harley- Yup. THAT Harley. You know the drill. She’s actually the one who makes all the fun plans because she’s the one who has the energy for it. Gets along with everyone until she doesn’t. Can drink us all under the table. Can drink you under the table. Has been Fae for longer than Claire has been Fae. Was the first one here, so she has tattoo privileges. And dating privileges. And everything privileges, basically. If I say how old she is, I may not live to see another day. Fae’s real mum. Will take you to Petco on exam week to pet puppies. Will yell “doge!” out loud.

Pets every dog. Will steal Teddy from Max.

• Edward- Mr. Nigma, sir. Somehow has better makeup skills than all the girls here combined. If his attitude was as nice as his eyebrows, he’d rule the world by now. EVERYTHING HAS QUESTION MARKS. Knows more than anyone. Is actually a genius. Wastes his time trying to school the little ones (and trying to get Naya to use proper words). Smug bastard. Probs 40-something.

• Cass- Also from comics. EVERYTHING IS YELLOW (yiyo). Doesn’t talk much, but is always fun to have around. Will make you watch animated movies and take you to Starbucks. Will also make you work out. Can be 5, 9, 18 and 25. Smol Cass is a fan of pokemon. If it’s yellow, it belongs to her.

• Naya- Cass’ child. Has her own language, featuring words like “kaijukata”, “pakato”, and “omashii” (“Kaiju attack”, an insult of her own invention, and her word for “mother”.) There are no sidewalks, only pedestrian lanes. Biggest Kaiju Enthusiast. Wants to be Mako Mori.

• M.J.- Has been here for as long as Harley has. Isn’t around as much. The difference between her and Claire is that you can actually understand what MJ says when she gets mad. Probs 25 forever.

• Danni- Amanda’s daughter. Will also fuck you up. Has the weirdest kinks. 23

• Miranda- Danni’s daughter. Don’t ask. Also a sexual alter. 21

• Martha- Miranda’s sister. Level-headed. A psychiatrist. 21. Actually the most mature person in this head, along with Tári.

• Alice- Nidia’s daughter. Also a psychiatrist. Likes psychoanalyzing people. Type 1 bipolar. Thinks all Arkham inmates are humans and wants to help. Will probably end up as an Arkham Inmate herself. Age slides. Toddler Alice is the devil. Can be 5, 9, and 21

• Alyssa- Mara’s best friend. Take Alice out of wonderland and teach her ballet, then add a sprinkle of Luna Lovegood. Permanently 17-ish.

• Robin- Alice’s little sister. Wants to be Carrie Kelly when she grows up. Terrified of squirrels. Can be 5 and 18. Lesbiab. Lesebeb. Girls. Yes.

• Tári- Alice and Robin’s eldest sister. Autistic. Genius extraordinaire. Loves to talk to Eddie. Often one of them leaves the conversation feeling stupid (it isn’t Tári). Loves Legos. REALLY LOVES LEGOS. Forensic Anthropologist/ wants to be Bones when she grows up. Vegetarian. Can be 12/17/21.

• Frances- Harley’s kid. Don’t ask, this was super weird. Frances herself is super weird. She hears voices. The voices tell her to do things. She rarely listens. Actually super polite. Has “opal” hair. 18-20. We don’t really know. If we’re gonna have a sub-system, it will probably be because of Frankie.

• Shilo- Shilo Wallace. Infected by her genetics. Her nightmares are the worst. Once made Amanda and Sally fight over a pair of combat boots just so she could get to keep them. Probably Becky’s best friend in here.

• Bellatrix- That one got here on her own. Over 50. Still looks great.

• Azula- also got here on her own.

• Cassiopeia- Bella’s biggest mistake. Best teacher ever. Resident hipster chick. Is actually here to keep a little group of alters from causing too much mayhem. 28.

• Ascella- Lesbian extraordinaire. Sees dead people. I’m not even kidding. Permanently 23.

• Jamie Moriarty- Another one who got here on her own. Our self confidence boosts and power trips. Will maybe kill someone. Better than you and is not afraid to let you know. Fae’s teachers were terrified of her.

Everyone’s terrified of her; I don’t know who we think we’re kidding. 32.

• Lestat- Fae’s gay vampire boyfriend. Is rarely around anymore. Probably for the best. 260-ish years old. Prick.

• Lindsay - THE definitive Sexual alter. From a comic book oneshot. Amanda on steroids, but if Amanda knew how to socialize. Loves horror, movies, photography and monsters. 26.

• Becky - Called “morbid” for a reason. Disabled as all fuck. Autistic/ADHD, connective tissue disorder. A lawyer. Loves to argue. Jon Crane’s wife (at least here). 30ish. Always cold and always in pain. If we cancel plans, it’s most likely her fault and she’s sorry.

• Liliana - Necromancer. Big Titty Goth GF. We love and cherish her, alcoholism and all. Will never be over Jace and she knows it.

• Chandra - Pyromancer extraordinaire with severe ADHD. A lot like Fae in a lot of ways. Decidedly Pansexual, thank you very much. 25.

• Vraska - Ravnican to the core, but also a fantastic pirate. Great leader, good friend, fun to be around. Has the huskiest voice in the system. Has the worst flashbacks out of all of us. Can be 19 and 29. • Kari - Vraska and Jace’s kid. Hypermelanistic gorgon, telepath like her dad. Fun to be around. Can be 7, 12 and 25.

• Ral - Very very Izzet, and very very gay, and we love him for it. Very intelligent, good at fixing and making things with his hands. Confident, charismatic, and a workaholic. Tomik’s husband. Sometimes with Max. In his 40’s

• Tomik - Ral’s husband. Quiet, but very caring and polite.Also very smart and hard-working, always loves to learn new things and meet new people. 27-ish. Very gay, too. Makeup skills up there with Eddie’s.

• Teysa - Tomik’s boss. A Boss Ass Rich Bitch, and we love her lots for it. Very polite and interesting to be around. Could buy us all and our families ten times. Old, but looks to be in her early 30’s.

• Avacyn - An angel from Innistrad. Here to protect us. Really likes listening to old pop-punk and emo music with Max. Very sweet to be around, although she can be a little literal-minded.

• Olivia - A Vampire and a bitch. Liliana’s...ex? Something. A lot like Teysa, but much more fun-loving and impulsive.

• Nahiri - Doesn’t come out much. Stern but caring, very savvy, doesn’t take anyone’s crap. Can hold on to grudges like her life depends on it.

#alterblogging #I'm probably missing people but oh well #here's the main ones #yes there's a lot of MTG peeps here #they're recent #we love them

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synnefo-nefeli · 4 years

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I’m a die hard Clerith shipper since 1997, you can’t change my mind but the one thing I won’t tolerate in FFVII aside from shipping wars, is anyone shitting on Tifa.

Don’t. You can like Clerith without hating Tifa. You can find other reasons to not to like Tifa as character, that isn’t “I don’t like her because she gets in the way of my ship”

Personally, Tifa isn’t one of my top tier FF characters, but I am not going to ignore how much of a badass and important person Tifa is to Cloud’s story.

People cite Aerith’s death and burial as the most important moment of FFVII, and yes it’s heartbreaking and an iconic scene. But you know what’s also an important scene?

Tifa in the lifestream with Cloud setting his memories straight. Tifa who up until this moment unbeknownst to the player, is aware that Cloud as he’s presented himself thus far *isnt* the Cloud he thinks he is. She’s been patiently going along with Cloud’s story trying to figure out *what happened* to him/ how he appeared in Midgar boasting of being a SOLDIER while clearly suffering from Mako poisoning/how will she ultimately break this story to him.

Think how hard it was for her to watch Cloud have ptsd episodes and not know how to ground him other than to say “it’s okay. Pull yourself together, let’s keep moving”, because she doesn’t know how or why Cloud is suffering.

But then they fall into the Lifestream together and Tifa helps Cloud sift through the memories warped and altered by the poisoning and Cloud’s severe PTSD.

Only Tifa could help Cloud here- she’s the only one on the Team who has known Cloud since they were young/understands Cloud’s motivations for wanting to become stronger in joining SOLDIER.

This part of the game is beautiful and emotional, and very ahead of it’s time in its portrayal and meta-discussion of PTSD; Cloud isn’t magically healed and back to normal, he never will be, be he’s reclaimed his identity enough that he can begin to heal. I’m replaying the original atm and the moment still holds and I’m hoping that the remake nails this moment. It’s as important and impactful to Cloud as a character as Aerith’s death.

Speaking of Aerith. Aerith and Tifa become friends from the jump. Aerith is so respectful of Tifa that twice she makes sure that she isn’t encroaching on Cloud and Tifa’s relationship. She asks Cloud if Tifa is his girlfriend, she reassures Tifa in Don Cornero’s Mansion that she’s not there to steal Cloud from her.

And yeah, Aerith isn’t trying to steal Cloud or anything - she helped a cute buff guy recover from a fall, asked him for an escort because this time the Turks brought backup to capture her, and got swept up in the ensuing events.

Hell, Aerith is ride or die for Tifa BEFORE THEY EVEN FORMALLY MEET EACH OTHER. Aerith sees Tifa being carted off to Wall Market and her “some bad shit’s about to happen to this woman if we don’t move NOW” senses go off.

Cloud’s like “oh let me take you home first and I’ll get my teammates...” and Aerith’s like “YOU NAIVE FOOL? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO CUTE GIRLS IN WALL MARKET? (tbh, considering how naive Cloud can be, I am going with ‘nope’.) WE GOTTA GO! QUICK GET INTO THIS SEXY DRESS BECAUSE MR. SOLDIER YOU’RE NOT COMING UP WITH A BETTER PLAN WE CAN WORK WITH!!” Aerith drives the entire plan to get into the Don’s mansion. She negotiates the dress, the wig, the makeup, EVERYTHING, to make sure that Cloud can pass as a women to come into the Mansion with her.

Heck, Aerith was going to go into the mansion HERSELF to get Tifa when the guard was like “No dudes allowed.” The only reason they went looking for dresses in Cloud’s size, was because Cloud got all “No, I can’t let you go in there a lone if it’s as bad as you think it is”, (as if he hadn’t just spent the last day with this woman watching her completely kick ass in battle). So Aerith was like, “Fine, you wanna come with me? Get in the Silk Dress, Cloud” with the same energy as Shinji’s Dad.

And when Aerith gets captured, Tifa was like “WE GOTTA GO AND SAVE HER FROM SHINRA!” as well as protecting Aerith through the whole ShinRa office building mission when the groups had to split up. So yeah, these two queens love and respect each other from the get-go, they put Cloud in his place, tease the shit out of him and Barret, probably had hair-braiding trains at camp, and support the hell out of each other .

Also, as we see from the rest of FFVII and in AC, Tifa is devastated by her friend’s death and continues to grieve with Cloud. Tifa is emotionally intelligent enough to see that Cloud’s grief and guilt over Aerith’s death is killing him, but also respects his need for space. However, when she finds that he has Geostigma and has staying away from everyone so he can just waste away and die as some sort of penance for not being able to save Aerith and zack, she get’s PISSED at him. Tifa is instrumental in bringing Cloud back (again) to his senses. Making him see, that he doesn’t only belong to himself, he belongs to their family, just as much as they belong to him. The love and fierce protection Cloud has for his family? They have that for him and believe he’s more than worthy of that love. Tifa takes none of Cloud’s mopey and self-loathing bs, and sets him straight.

So if you think Tifa is only there for fan-service, an annoying bitch who is there to be jealous of Aerith, is there just to make a love triangle so SE can pander to fans on both sides, you clearly

a) didn’t play the games b) missed one of the best female relationships and examples of women supporting women in gaming c) missed how equally important both Aerith and Tifa are to Cloud in their own ways

IMO I see her and Cloud as platonic soulmates- kinda like Black Widow and Hawkeye- they have history, they have shared trauma from their childhoods and in the destruction of Nibelheim, they know what it’s like to grow up in a poor country town that’s been exploited by Shinra on so many levels from the natural resources to it’s culture of military indoctrination and idealization.

Yes, there was an innocent first love, but after certain events, to me- it’s moved beyond romantic attraction between them. They’re always going to be important to each other and in each other's lives.

Their innocent first love to me, mirrors Zack and Aerith’s, but Aerith moved on and fell in love with Cloud. Yes, Cloud reminded her of Zack, she probably wanted to remain close to Cloud to get closure on what exactly happened to him.

People often forget, Aerith *knows* Zack’s died and returned to the Lifestream in the way that she knew her adoptive mother’s husband had died before word reached them. When she has her awkward moment in Gongaga it’s not because she’s now realizing that he’s dead, she’s now realizing that these are Zack’s parents and they still don’t know what became of their son. Zack was scrambled into Cloud’s memories due to trauma and because Zack was someone Cloud looked up and was his ideal, combined with the fact that Zack was the only person talking to Cloud for 9 months as Zack carried his catatonic self back to Midgar. But Cloud didn’t *become* Zack, only Zack’s plans of becoming a mercenary and being a former SOLDIER were impressed upon him. If Cloud actually became Zack he would have been chipper, this energetic “I’m a hero!” all around good-guy hero Zack made himself out to be. The Cloud we first meet...isn’t- yes he thinks he’s a former SOLDIER turned merc, but he’s sardonic, arrogant, and too much of “tough guy/lone wolf”...he’s more like his child-like self who was made to feel like an outsider and wants to showoff how much cooler and stronger he’s become. He didn’t find Aerith because Zack was some how possessing him. Aerith and Cloud meeting was destiny, and their subsequent relationship is independent of their past histories with Zack. And if Aerith is interested in Cloud because she reminds him of Zack - well...the woman is allowed to have a type.

I digress.

Cloud was in love with Tifa in that - “hey! notice me! If I go off an become this awesome guy, I’ll be worthy of your attention” sort of way, that teens get. He was a lonely kid, often bullied by the other children in the village (Tifa included), and probably didn’t know *why* he wanted Tifa’s attention- it was most likely Tifa had the most social capital among the kids. And despite her hot/cold treatment of him,Cloud who was desperate to prove himself, figured that if he somehow “won” Tifa’s attention, it would “show them”. I am not saying that Cloud was using Tifa or didn’t care about her- he does love her. He blamed himself for not being strong enough to save her when she tried climb Mt. Nibel. But you can’t ignore that his thirst to prove himself wasn’t wrapped up in his crush. It’s your typical “become a hero, get the girl” idealization. Cloud was 14 when he left Nibelheim for Shinra’s military. He was a child, just like Tifa, with a naive idea about how the world worked- and the world slapped them both in the face, HARD. Relationships mature and change over time. Outside forces can and will shift your dynamics in how your relate to the people you love. Sometimes your first crush, becomes one of your very best friends (happened to me personally so maybe this informs my take on Cloud and Tifa) because when you’re young you don’t understand that loving someone, outside of your nuclear family, isn’t only constrained to romance. This is what I believe happened to them. Cloud and Tifa had the quintessential school yard crush, and when they were reunited years later in Midgar, they still care deeply for each other in a different way than they did when they were 14 and 13.

But those are MY feelings, it’s how I play the game’s attraction mechanics; I am afforded to shape Cloud’s relationships as I, the gamer, see fit. I understand why Cloti shippers ship Cloud and Tifa, and they’re just as valid as Clerith, Zarith, Clack, etc.. but I’m a sucker for M/F platonic soulmates because there needs to be MORE of that in media. I rather Cloud and Tifa be platonic soul mates, co-parenting Marlene and Denzel with Barret, than Cloud “settling for Tifa because Aerith died”. which that explanation for Cloud x Tifa, often used by Clerith shippers, just undermines who Tifa is as a character and her’s and Cloud’s relationship.

But anyway, even though I don’t ship them and Tifa is not my #1 girl for VII, she is a vital character. She’s not there for fan-service. She’s not there exclusively for a love triangle and to cause tension between Aerith and Cloud. Tifa is VITAL to Cloud’s story, to the story of VII, to the planet of Gaia. You wouldn’t have VII’s core story without Tifa. And I will go to the mat for her just as hard as Aerith did when she saw Tifa in the cart bound for Wall Market.

So again: you may not ship her with Cloud, or she may not be your fave in VII, but in this house we forever respect the badass queen whose name is Tifa Lockhart

#ffvii #rant #tifa lockhart #in this house we love and respect Tifa Lockhart #even though we don't ship her with anyone really #I used to ship her with Barret and sometimes Rude #If Cloud didn't exist I would prolly ship her with Aerith tbh

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writinginstardust · 5 years

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Accidentally In Love

Pairing: Mako x reader

Request: anonymous asked “ Do you write for Lok/Atla?Maybe can you write an imagine where the reader is the daughter of Iroh (Izumi's son) and she meets Mako and they fall in love? ”

Warnings: nothing really

A/N: It’s two for one on Mako fic today 😂 I rewatched LOK much sooner than I’d originally thought, like I honestly thought I wouldn’t get to this for another couple of months but for once I suprised myself in a good way. hope you like it, it got a little longer than i’d expected it to.

Word Count: 3002

My life could be summed up pretty well as a long series of accidents. Some good, some bad, some neither one nor the other, all changing my life in inexplicable ways with consequences I'd never intended. I was born an accident for starters, the product of two 18-year-olds scared they might never see each other again when one left with the United Forces on a particularly dangerous assignment. 9 months later, there I was.

I discovered I was a waterbender when I was five and accidentally knocked a candle over, managing to set the kitchen on fire. The water came to me in my moment of panic and I doused it without a second thought. Then I accidentally flooded the kitchen when I couldn't stop it and got myself sent to the southern water tribe to be trained.

It was there I met Korra although I was never supposed to. She'd slipped away and gone exploring and so had I. We bumped into each other and quickly became friends in the way kids do which somehow led to us being trained together. It also led to the rather unfortunate almost-drowning as we both pushed ourselves further than we were able to when we were 8.

Republic City became my home again not long after that.

There was no more life-changing accidents for a few years until I got my first boyfriend when I was 12. That didn't end well. Turns out I accidentally dated the son of one of the most elusive crime lords in the city and found out enough to help Chief Beifong take them down.

And the accidents didn't stop coming.

I got knocked over by Asami and her father chasing a dog across the road. That got me a new best friend. I almost got myself expelled from school by turning the gym into an ice rink and getting half the student body to cut class. That got me a ton of new friends, many of whom turned out to be bad influences. Thanks to them I got caught fighting in the street and only avoided punishment by Beifong at my dad's intervention. That's what landed me under constant supervision training in the United Forces and what finally let me redeem myself by saving everyone on my warship during an attack.

At 16 I became an officer, serving under my own father - the great General Iroh - and it's as odd as you'd imagine. I might have asked for a different assignment were it not considered such a great honour, especially for someone as young as I was at the time. It meant I got to spend more time with my dad at least, even if he was shouting orders much of the time. That wasn't something I'd had the luxury of growing up.

A few months ago I'd helped Korra and her friends defeat Amon and the equalists and met Mako. That changed everything for me yet again. I'd gone with him and Korra when the team split up and accidentally developed a bit of a crush as we worked together. So obviously I had to stay in Republic City after all that.

Beifong hired me without question when I asked and I ended up working alongside Mako. A lot. It should be no surprise that my next accident was a big one. I fell in love.

Who knows if he felt the same though.

We were grabbing dinner after a long day at work, both of us too tired to actually talk as we ate. I was watching him intently though. I did that a lot.

It was one of those rare occasions when he wasn't frowning even a little. He was like that when he was tired enough. The harsh angles of his face softened and the seemingly constant worry in his eyes eased. It was my favourite time to be with him.

He was more honest in those moments, more willing to open up about himself and his feelings. He was more willing to do that generally as of late actually. I wondered what new information I'd glean tonight.

"Hellooo," he dragged the word out, "You listening, (Y/N)?" Crap. I wasn't. I didn't even realise he'd started talking.

"Hmm?" I made sure to pay attention to what he was saying this time.

"I said, Beifong is letting me have the evening off for the Future Industries relaunch party in a few days-"

"Wait, there's a party ?"

"More like a gala but yeah, I thought you knew. Asami sent an invite." He frowned. I wish he wouldn't.

"I forgot to send her my new address."

He shook his head fondly and a small smile slipped onto his face. "Of course you did."

"Hey! I'm not normally that forgetful." He levelled me with a disbelieving look. "Okay fine, maybe I am. So what about the party?"

"Are you working Friday night?" I shook my head. "Good. Because I was going to ask…" He looked nervous and, dare I say it, a bit flustered. "Would you like to go...to the party...with me?"

It took a minute to compute that, it was the last thing I'd expected to hear. I watched as the hopeful smile that he'd been wearing slowly slid from his face as he mistook my silence.

"I'd love to," I finally blurted out.

"Really?"

"Yeah. It'll be fun." Our waiter came over and we quickly paid the bill and stood to leave.

"So, I'll come pick you up at 7?"

"Sounds great."

"I'll see you Friday then."

"See you Friday." I couldn't wait. He hugged me goodbye quickly and we went our separate ways home. It wasn't until I was getting changed for bed that I realised I hadn't asked one incredibly vital question. I hadn't asked if it was a date.

I radioed Asami in a panic the next morning and she dropped everything to come over and see me.

"So what did he say exactly?" She asked as I set a tray of tea down on the coffee table.

"He just asked if I wanted to go with him."

"Did he seem nervous?"

"A little I guess."

"Well then my guess is date."

"But he didn't do anything else to suggest it was. And maybe he was just worried I'd think he was asking me on a date and not as a friend."

"This is Mako so you might have a point there." She stirred her tea thoughtfully for a minute before looking up at me suddenly. I could practically see the lightbulb above her head.

"Okay so we don't know if it's a date but you want it to be, right?" I nodded and took a sip of my drink. "Well, in that case we need to go shopping."

I looked at her quizzically. "Shopping? I have clothes from the last party."

"Yes shopping. If we get you the right outfit we could easily turn 'friends hanging out' into an actual date. And if it's already a date, a great outfit can't hurt."

"You really think a good outfit can do that?"

"I know a good outfit can do that."

"Okay. Let's go shopping then."

"Bolin, I need your help." I didn't bother knocking and walked straight into my brother's apartment.

"Mako! It's great to see you bro! You gotta learn to knock first though."

"You should stop leaving your door unlocked and then maybe I would."

"Solid point. What can I do for you?"

"I have a date with (Y/N)."

"Well finally! You've been going on about her for months."

"I haven't- you're right, I have a bit." I flopped onto his couch and he took a seat beside me.

"Nice to see you admit it. So you've got a date, what's the problem?"

"I'm not sure she knows it's a date." He frowned.

"What do you mean? How could she not know it's a date?" I explained quickly and Bolin had his head in his hands by the time I was finished. "And you say you're the ladies man of this family."

"This is different. (Y/N) is different."

"Not a good enough excuse but we can salvage this."

"Okay, how?"

"First I'll say, from what you've told me she may well think it's a date." I breathed a sigh of relief. I hadn't completely messed up. "But we don't know that for sure so you've got to be observant. Look for signs of attraction, flirt a little, see how she reacts, you know the drill."

"That wasn't as helpful as i'm sure you thought it was."

"Wasn't meant to be."

"What?" I sat up and glared at him.

"You're an idiot. (Y/N) likes you, has for ages."

"How do you know?" He rolled his eyes with an exasperated sigh.

"Aside from it being obvious every time she looks at you? I'm her friend, I know things."

"She's better friends with me than you."

"That hurts bro."

"Bo-"

"Fine! Asami told me. But I knew anyway!"

"I've got to go." I stood abruptly and Bolin shot me a confused look as he got up too.

"What? Why?"

"Need to go shopping." I glanced at my watch quickly and cursed. "Actually I need to go to work. I'll see you later Bo."

"Bye!" He called out but I was already out the door. I'd be late if I didn't hurry and Beifong would probably make me work on Friday if I was. At least the conversation was worth it. At least now I knew she liked me.

Friday. 6:50. I was trying not to be sick. Nerves were getting the better of me. Honestly I'd feel so much better if I just knew what this was. Although, if it was a date for sure, I'd probably be hunched over the toilet by now so maybe this was just a little bit better.

I finished applying my makeup the way Asami had taught me and fixed my hair a little before sliding on my new dress. A dress I never could have afforded myself. Asami insisted though.

There was a knock at my door and I startled as I looked at the time. It was seven and the last 10 minutes had somehow gone in a snap. I rushed to find my shoes, yelling to Mako to come in as I did. The door clicked shut and he yelled out a greeting as I finally located the shoes under my bed.

"Sorry, I'll be out in just a minute," I called back and hastened to finish getting ready. I checked how I looked once more, tucking back a stray hair, and took a deep breath before stepping out into the living room. I could do this. It might not even be a date, I reminded myself again.

"Hey, (Y/-" he cut himself off and I was instantly worried. Well as worried as I could feel past the block in my brain that was screaming over how good he looked.

"Hey Mako," I smiled self-consciously and fiddled with my dress. He recovered himself at the sound of my voice and stood from my couch.

"Hey, (Y/N)." I bit back a grin.

"You already said that."

"Oh, right...uh, you ready to go?" I nodded and we left my apartment, walking down the stairs in an only slightly awkward silence.

"Woah! Nice wheels. Where'd you get that?" I was shocked when I saw the car he led me to. It was way too fancy to afford on our salary.

"Asami let me borrow it. Insisted I did actually. She said we should show up in style."

"She's not wrong. Let's go then." The drive was short and thankfully less awkward than the walk down. Whatever weird tension had been in my apartment - probably my fault - had dissipated and we chatted like we usually did.

We arrived at the party slightly late and the venue was already packed. A valet took the car keys from Mako and he offered me his hand as we walked up the steps together. A few photographers took pictures and the nerves from earlier started coming back. People knew who we were. People were going to talk, the papers speculate. What were they going to assume about us? And more importantly, would they be right?

I tripped on the last step, falling into Mako's arms as he moved to catch me automatically. His face was too close to mine and I struggled to breathe. Heat flared in my cheeks as I scrambled to get my footing back and pull out of his embrace. He shot me a concerned look but I just shrugged it off with a small smile and continued inside, tugging him along with me. I almost wished I hadn't when we entered and people turned to look.

The first hour was a bit off a mess. I mixed up people's names, spilled a few drinks, almost knocked over a table full of cakes, and tripped over just about everything. Eventually we ended up talking to Bolin and Asami. I excused myself to the bathroom with a pointed look to Asami. She got the hint and came with me.

"Are you okay?" She asked as the door shut behind us.

"Not even a little bit. I'm freaking out and I keep messing things up and I'm so nervous I think I might be sick and I still don't know if this is a date and if it is I'm on my way to making it the worst date ever and I know this is ridiculous because it's just Mako and he's one of my best friends so this shouldn't be awkward but I love him and he looks so good tonight and it's making me want to kiss him but I can't because I still don't know if he likes me too but I really want him to and I just think I'm going to ruin everything somehow-" the words kept tumbling out in a jumbled mess as I slowly got more hysterical and Asami finally had to cut me off.

"Breathe. Just breathe." She held my shoulders and took deep breaths herself for me to follow. I felt myself beginning to calm down. "Just keep breathing. You're fine, okay? You're not messing anything up. I've been watching you two since you got here and Mako definitely likes you too."

"How do you know?" I asked in a small voice

"It's obvious to everyone here. Honestly, if you could see the way he looks at you, you'd understand."

"You're sure?"

"Yes. Now go out there and get him."

"Okay."

"Am I messing this up?" I asked Bolin when the girls disappeared off to the bathroom. "(Y/N) seems so uncomfortable. Are you sure she actually likes me."

"I'm sure bro. If anything this proves it."

"How?"

"She's nervous, Mako. She likes you and you know that but I don't think she knows that you like her."

"Oh. Oh."

"Now you get it. She's hoping it's a date but she's not sure and she obviously doesn't want to mess anything up which is making her nervous and awkward."

"How in the world could you know that?"

"I'm very smart and observant." I gave him a pointed look. "Fine! Asami told me again. You know it hurts you don't think I could figure it out myself."

"You'll live." I patted him on the shoulder and he rolled his eyes before glancing behind me.

"Watch out, they're coming back."

"Well, it was good to catch up with you guys. I'll see you a bit later but I've got more guests to talk to now. Bolin?" He looked over at Asami. "You mind coming with me?"

"Of course."

"Enjoy the party you two." Asami hugged me then. "Good luck," she whispered in my ear before letting go and heading off with Bolin. I watched them leave, still slightly nervous to face Mako again. He cleared his throat and I turned my head.

"Would you like to dance?" Breathe, I told myself, you can do this.

"Sure." I took his hand and he led me to the middle of the room. The song playing was slow, thankfully since I wasn't a great dancer. I knew the steps and where to put my hands at least. His hand settled on my waist and electricity raced through me. I swallowed hard to control my nerves, trying not to get distracted by the warmth that spread from every point of contact as we started to dance. I was lost in him for a while and the silence went on. Finally it was broken.

"(Y/N)-"

"Mako-" we both spoke at the same time and I grinned at how ridiculous this all was.

"You go first," he said.

"Okay. I need to ask, I can't stand not knowing anymore, is this a date?"

"Yes."

"Okay." Okay? Why was that all I said?

"Are you alright with it being a date?" He looked a little worried. Unsurprising since all I said was okay. I wanted to smack myself for being such an idiot.

"Yes."

"Okay." A few seconds passed in silence again.

"So...does that mean you like me the way I like you?" I asked finally.

"That depends. Can I kiss you?"

"Please." And he did.

His lips were soft against mine, softer than I'd imagined actually, and the kiss was unhurried. He pulled me closer and I leaned into his body, letting his familiar warmth and comfort permeate my skin. It didn't last long but we stayed close when our lips parted.

"So is that a yes?" I whispered.

"I think it's a yes." He smiled and pulled me into another kiss. It occurred to me that people were watching and we'd probably have to suffer through the ordeal of it being in the papers but I found I didn't care all that much. Getting to finally kiss the guy I'd fallen in love with was more than worth it.

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ourfinalheaven · 7 years

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I received a message from someone asking why I enjoy Cloti, but they wished to remain “anon”.

I always feel like this question chokes me up because I’m not talented in expressing myself nor my emotions to others, but I figured I’d give it a try...

For me, Cloud and Tifa is realistic to what couples go through where as other FF couples are, well, fantasy like. They’re easy, they’re in the “honeymoon phase” and they really don’t go through realistic to where it’s relate-able. Which don’t get me, it’s totally fine and isn’t that the point of shipping; to enjoy something you can’t really have in reality?

Cloud’s story is such a normal one. I mean really c’mon? Young boy wants to impress the popular girl who he just so happens to have a crush on, but she’s always surrounded by boys who are more confident than he is? Then one day,he musters up some balls to call her out at night only to make an unexpected promise to help her if she’s in need? Totally relate able for a lot of guys in their early years.

Tifa, like any girl would, reads the paper everyday to see if Cloud is in SOLDIER, and waits for his return. When word gets out there are people from SOLDIER coming to town, Tifa gets giddy to see Cloud, but only to be disappointed when he doesn’t show- or so she thinks.

He hides his face in shame of not keeping his word and avoids her because of it. Little does Cloud know, at this point, all Tifa wants is to see Cloud. Things take turn for the worst, and a man Cloud looks up to destroys his town, kills his mother, hurts his best friend, and gravely injures the girl he likes. All the anger Cloud felt in his childhood come rushing over him like a wave, and he himself is able to manage to take on this “great hero”, but pays a high price... he gets taken by Hojo to be a lab rat along with Zack.

Five years later, Zack and him bust out of the Shinra Mansion basement only to lose Zack in the process, fighting the hang over of his mako poisoning he some how makes it to a train station in Midgar only to be found by Tifa. At this point, they’re both shocked they’ve crossed paths AGAIN. Talk about ironic or as some would say it was “fate”. When Cloud is finally coherent, he asks Tifa for a job to make a living and tells her of stories that don’t quite make sense. Finally, when they reach Tifa’s bar Cloud realizes once again Tifa surrounded by men who clearly are fond of Tifa.

For me personally, I feel like this is why Cloud is so “moody” in the beginning of the game. Once again, he has to fight for Tifa’s attention and that he doesn’t fit in with the new group she has. It’s almost like he’s resentful, which I find interesting tbh, anybody would. I’m sure we’ve all been there. We want undivided attention from our crush; anything to search for clues they just may like us back...

Anyways, one mission goes extremely south and I find the dialogue between Cloud and Tifa interesting before he falls into Aerith’s church. There’s a part of the dialogue that isn’t optional right before he falls (from my memory, been awhile since I played)

Barret It's gonna blow! Let's go, Tifa!

Tifa Barret! Can't you do something?

Barret Not a damn thing.

Tifa Cloud! Please don't die! You can't die! There's still so much I want to tell you!

Cloud ******I know, Tifa......*******

That right there signals to me there was something brewing between them that they both recognized. Cloud, not distracted by personal resentment of the past, was himself in that moment. And like always, they’re interrupted. Once again, something always getting in the way of them finally confessing their feelings.

When Cloud falls on Aerith’s flowerbed, there’s something I find interesting. He remembers his fall from Mt. Nibel. You know where the part he follows Tifa and the bridge snaps as a child? That fall brings him back to that time. I mean it’s nothing to telling but it’s something I’ve made note of.

Once Cloud and Aerith get of her church and he brings her back home safely, he is desperate to get back to Tifa’s bar. I think it’s cute you can call Tifa your “girl...friend”, I don’t think anyone else in the game has that option, so there’s like this build up between Cloud and Tifa that makes you want to know more.

When Cloud does finally get to meet back up with Tifa, he went through a slew of embarrassing events to dress up like a woman just to make sure she was alright. Cloud is somewhat macho, so for him to slap a dress on, makeup, and a wig with some girly panties is truly telling to how much he cares for Tifa and would do anything to make sure she is alright.

After several events of them leaving Midgar, the end of Cloud’s story is interesting. Tifa asks Cloud how badly she was hurt, and Cloud replies with he thought Tifa was a goner, but unprovoked he mentions how he was sadden by that thought.

Now, let me fast forward to after Aerith death and their at the Northern Crater. Cloud mentions to Tifa that he hopes she gets to meet the “real” Cloud. It’s like Nojima wanted to insinuate that this Cloud we’re seeing a fake; not real. We end up getting separated from Cloud, but we find him Mideel where Cloud’s mental state is completely broken, and Tifa decides she’s going to watch over him thus leaving the group...

When we finally get to the lifestream, that’s where we learn Cloud did what he did for Tifa. He likes Tifa and just wanted her to notice him. Cloud then find outs Tifa read the newspaper everyday searching for his name in it. Some people may think that’s “shallow” of Tifa but I don’t think so. She was just a girl, and at that age we get caught up in things like that.

Cloud and Tifa finally realize Cloud was there and he saved Tifa, Cloud is able to regain his trueself thanks to Tifa. Now what is interesting is Cloud, in the true memory, says to Seph “ Mom... Tifa...... my town... give it back...” he never said that in his flash back at Kalm. Nojima’s writing for the script references back the “hope you get to meet the real cloud” quote and ofc when he says this is goodbye, until meet again line, “ Yeah...... Tifa...... We finally...... meet again......” This lets us know, the Cloud we knew before, wasn’t 100% Cloud which is so, idk, it’s so realistic bc people in real life will take parts of other people’s personality and morph them into one to great “their” personality.

Alrighty, so with the highwind scene, I find it super classic how Square did a romantic setting with Cloud and Tifa before the final battle. You know how you hear about soldiers making love to their wives before their deployed or in movies the hero makes love to his girl before he fights the villain? I feel like thats what Square did. People will fight about how this HW scene is canon, but I don’t think it matters. The Highwind scene is the Highwind scene, Cloud and Tifa spend the night together. Period. They share a kiss/have sex/ play a card game w/e you want to imagine, they spent a romantic night under the stars before the went to fight Seph. To be honest, it was the perfect night for them to come clean. What would they have to lose? They thought they were gonna die anyways.

They beat seph, yay game over, woot now we have COT and ACC, which really gives the realness.

I really can see how cloti struggled with their relationship because the events they went through was awful. They’re still mourning over their fallen comrade: Aerith. Cloud is feeling guilty for their deaths. In what reality would this make for the most perfect relationship? It doesn’t, but I feel given the hints and body language cloti is forming a romantic relationship, which is hard for them. You have two people who have pent up emotions from the OG events.

They seem to be going through their pain together but dont if that makes sense? Best way I can describe it is Tifa takes Denzel coming to the bar as Aerith showing her to move on, but Cloud takes it as Aerith showing Cloud by raising Denzel, he can make up for his mistakes. Eventually after COT, Cloud and Tifa DO end up happy together with the children.

However, Cloud gets geostigma and he thinks this is the planet’s way of “punishing him” so he runs off, abandoning everyone at this point, and lives in hiding. Eventually, Tifa does find where Cloud is staying at and finally getting Cloud to realize it’s time he lets go of the past. Some people will say, “Oh Tifa’s a “bitch” for doing that, but you know what? No, she’s not. You don’t coddle your partner for forever. In relationships, there’s times you have to give your partner a reality check. It’s called tough love. There’s a time where you tell your partner it’s time to stop feeling sorry for yourself and move on. You also don’t let your partner cut off everyone because he/she is too scared to ask for help or see they have people who dearly love him.

A lot of people who have never had a serious relationship do not realize that there’s times you hate your partner, you don’t know if you’re truly in love with this person anymore, you don’t open up to them, and you just think you’re better off without them. And that’s cloti in acc. They’re figuring it out. They’re pissy, they’re hurt, they’re tired, but you know what...they worked through it. They didn’t just bail and say “see ya later.”, Tifa waited for Cloud to forgive himself, and when he did look where he went? Back to tifa and the children.

I honestly think that’s why people struggle with shipping cloti is they think or maybe don’t understand when you love someone, they annoy you, make you mad, make you cry, and sometimes don’t understand you, but it’s loving you through those bad times that make you stronger. And maybe that’s why it’s easier to ship other couples is because reality is uncomfortable and we are raised to think everything is rainbow and butterflies x.x

Phew, this was long >.< So yeah, TL;DR I love cloti bc they’re real and not your typical FF couple, like Cecil x Rosa or Squall x Rinoa where you don’t see the “Realness”. I feel like Cloti is that couple that isn’t on social media showing pictures of how “happy” they are when in reality they’re miserable, but the couple who keeps their relationship to themselves bc they don’t need to showcase it >.<

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BECAUSE I’M NOT POPULAR, I’LL READ WATAMOTE: CHAPTER #117

It’s these sort of vignette-filled chapters that are starting to become my favorite lately. I think that’s because it’s not just a bunch of gags and jokes one after another like you’d find in a 4-koma manga. There’s a definite flow of time and continuity when Nico Tanigawa does these chapters. Not to mention that they still take the time to introduce character dynamics that can be built upon for later chapters/arcs.

In essence, I tend to think of these as “transition” chapters because they provide content that can be used for more self-contained stories, but can still function very well as its own chapter.

Chapter 117: Because I’m Not Popular, I’ll Greet the End of My Second Year

Have we given her a fanon name yet? Her panel is big enough to warrant one.

I get the feeling that if it had been some random girl pressing against her, this girl wouldn’t have thought much of it, attributing it to just a case of the train being overpacked. But because it’s Tomoko, and Ucchi mostly likely gossiped about how she’s such a creep, that it probably skewed this girl’s perception of what had happened. She was led to believe that Tomoko is some kind of touchy-feely lesbian, so that’s what she’s gonna see.

I’ll admit, I’m not familiar with how the trains work in Japan, so this confused me enough that I didn’t actually get the joke the first time. Perhaps someone can clear it up for me?

But check out Ucchi’s posture here. Sitting upright, knees together, arms out. She clearly readying herself up, and we all know why,

Yuri Tamura shows up = instantly good chapter.

It was around here that everything started to click in my head. Ucchi, in her increasingly stalker ways, was planning to get off on Inage, where she would board the opposite running train and hopefully run into Tomoko. So of course, when Yuri asks her why she’s not getting off, the prideful Ucchi isn’t about to admit that she wants to see Tomoko, so she first gives the excuse that she was sleeping. And when that doesn’t work, Ucchi lies that her legs went numb, but Yuri being the good person she is, helps her off the train.

Better luck next time Emoji Girl.

Gotta say, Yuri’s annoyance here is perfectly justified when you look at it from her perspective. She made sure Ucchi didn’t miss their stop, and even offered to carry her out of the train when Ucchi claimed her legs were numb. I’m sure at some point Yuri realized that it was all BS, and given that Ucchi appeared ungrateful for help she didn’t even need, it must have struck a nerve with her.

I’d really like to see more of these two play off against each other. It’s amusing.

One thing I really like is that Nico Tanigawa doesn’t oversell when they’re introducing new or underused characters. Lots of manga do this by introducing them in a large panel with a text box that tells their name, age, class number, etc. But here, the mangaka is showing us who Itou is in a manner that is very natural. Here, we have a great case of show-not-tell as we learn more about Itou. She plays the trumpet, is part of the band, is a bit of a loner, and is otherwise pretty normal. I’m already awaiting for her focus chapter.

Imagines Komiyama in a cheerleading outfit.

Thankfully, my out-of-character image of Komiyama was proven wrong after a quick Google search, and I realized that they’re talking about an ōendan, which is much more in-character.

So here’s a question: why do you suppose Komiyama quit? It’s probably nothing tragic; perhaps it was just too high-energy for her. But it’s still fun to think about.

But if Tomoki ever joined the baseball team, you know she’d rejoin in a heartbeat.

It’s always nice when Komiyama’s weirdly cute side comes out like this. Even if her impression of Itou changed from something as simple as being able to play some baseball cheer songs, I don’t think it’s a shallow relationship or anything like that. They do seem like genuinely good friends, and I do wonder a bit how they met since they’ve only known each other since high school started. In a way, It kind of parallels the whole Tomoko-Yuri friendship, with the whole creep-and-normie dynamic. I wouldn’t be pretty surprised if they became friends out of “fated” circumstances as well.

Speaking of Tomoko...

She ain’t beauty, she ain’t grace, and she falls on her fuckin’ face.

If she were a typical shoujo manga heroine, her fall would’ve been ladylike, cutesy, and with an adorable squeal to emphasize her cute clumsiness.

Cute shoujo manga heroine Tomoko is not.

Now this is one of those moments in Watamote where I was genuinely surprised. For what little we know about Minami, she seems like a cheerful, genki type who can be just a little insensitive. Too be honest, my first thought when I saw this was that Minami was laughing about something else with the no-eyes girl, and wasn’t actually laughing at Tomoko. But at the same time, I also think that her actually laughing at Tomoko is entirely plausible. It’s hard to tell, but perhaps that ambiguity is what Nico Tanigawa was going for

Damn, kitty-cat Tomoko grew some claws. I love how more open she’s been about expressing her ruder and cruder side.

C’mon, how could I not include this shot?

So it looks like we finally got a taste of Yuri’s sense of humor. And it’s the type of humor, that I, and I’m sure a lot of other people enjoy. The “addressing-the-elephant-in-the-room” kind of humor. The snaggletooth quality we see with Minami is usually something in manga that is only a character aesthetic. Something the readers can see, but is virtually invisible to the other characters. The fact that Tomoko so openly mocks her for something no else seems to have said is probably why Yuri finds it so funny.

It also probably helps that Yuri is not on the best of terms with Minami, so she can probably get on board with teasing her that much easier.

Now this is something I find really interesting. To think that Mako, who’s been Yuri’s friend for years, has never made her laugh out loud, yet Tomoko hasn’t even known her for a year, and she still got her to laugh. What does this say about Yuri’s friendship with Mako and Tomoko? For me, I think Yuri’s friendship with Mako is based on stability. They like each other enough and it’s easy to commit to without much conflict (sans Minami). With Tomoko, while they don’t fully understand each other, they seem to be helping each other break out of their shells, with Tomoko gaining confidence and Yuri being more expressive.

You know how some people were joking on how Tomoko is like a virus bringing down all the other girls to her level? I think with Yuri, Tomoko is actually bringing her up. I honestly predict that Tomoko and Yuri’s relationship will be the strongest by the end of the series.

I know I just poked fun at when manga introduce characters by giving them a panel with text over them, but I don’t think it’s necessarily a bad thing. In some instances, it can be used as a bit of comedy. For Kiyota, who is so inconsequential, having his name there to remind the audience who he is is a nice touch.

It’s times like this when I realize just how truly passive aggressive Nemoto is towards Tomoko. I can see her thought process here: if she asked about Tomoko, that would imply that she cares about her and that they’re friends, which is something Nemoto doesn’t want her real friends to consider. Nemoto doesn’t mind Tomoko, but she doesn’t want to associate with her any more than she has too. Take of that what you will.

You can literally see her expression fall ten stories to the ground.

Now an impression of Ogino is something I would like to see. I don’t recall Ogino having any sort of obvious mannerism, though. Maybe it’s smiling ignorantly in a way that automatically pisses people off.

Not gonna lie, this right here hit me HARD. You see that crosshatching in the background? Nico Tanigawa usually does that for scenes that are high in tension, and this is no exception. This is the first time we’ve seen the side characters opening mock Tomoko on some level. Sure, it’s not really malicious or hurtful, but it’s still teasing Tomoko for being who she is. The scariest part is, this type of teasing falls into the uncanny valley where it isn’t outright bullying, but very close to it. I’m so glad severe bullying isn’t a part of this manga, or I might not be able to handle it.

One thing I’m sure others have noticed is that Nemoto’s impression isn’t actually Tomoko, but the side of Tomoko they’re used to seeing: the shy, nervous girl who has trouble communicating. It’s the Tomoko from first year, not the new Tomoko who is much more emotionally confident than before.

If I had been drinking something when I first read this, I would’ve most definitely done a spit-take.

With the way Ucchi is describing Tomoko, I realize this is exactly the performance that Izumi Kitta gave Tomoko in the anime (her real voice, not the voice in her head). But the level of detail is so good, that it’s actually kind of scary just how obsessed Ucchi has been. Relatively speaking, Ucchi actually hasn’t had many run-ins with Tomoko, and yet she is able to describe her so correctly and confidently.

And she actually called Tomoko charming.

It’s this line that got to me, because it’s the very first time Ucchi has admitted to liking Tomoko to any sort of degree. There’s no embarrassment, no denial, no hesitation.

If Nico Tanigawa don’t want us to ship them, then they’re sure making it hard not to.

I want to point out the way that Nemoto brought up her impression of Tomoko. She does it in a way that tries to minimize any meanness to it. By saying that her friends were laughing at it, she prevents any accusation of bullying, since it was “all in good fun”. By slouching over her desk like that, Nemoto makes the conversational atmosphere all casual, and by having Makeup-chan hear it, she has someone to potentially back her up should things turn sour.

Damn, she even did the eye thing. Nemo is merciless.

Tomoko.exe stopped working.

I’m sure a thousand thoughts are flooding Tomoko’s mind right now. And from the looks of things, I’m sure Tomoko came to the conclusion that yes, that was Nemoto who she fist-bumped that day. I’m glad that Makeup-chan managed to ease the tension before things got too ugly. And of course Nemoto would laugh it off, like it’s no big deal.

People like to say that Nemoto is shaping up to be the villain in this manga. While I wouldn’t go that far, I do think she has the potential to go there should the manga ever decide to go that route.

Whew! This was a long one! There was so much to unpack this time as opposed to the four pages from the last chapter. That’s no criticism, however, as I would gladly review fifty pages a chapter if they’re all as good as this one. The character dynamics, both new and old, were spot-on and offers many layers to dissect. At this point, there is no character who I don’t like, and that’s the highest compliment I can give. Because even the most disliked characters are as such because you like them that way. The manga has perfected naturalistic awkwardness to a T. I feel like every chapter, Nico Tanigawa sets itself up to a higher standard, that I wonder just how they’ll top the previous chapter.

So, next time Yoshida?

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