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HI JAZZYYYY!!! Congrats on 130 followers u deserve it!

Can u write a Young jake sully x reader and reader is a marine and best friends with jake. He just talks to her about how it is being in an avatar and about all the people he met,all the things he's able to do

Just some best friend fluff with jake sully🫶🏼

Nad!!! Naddy on ice Naddy the baddie this request was so cute and funny I actually got side tracked writing blurbs to piggy back off of this request my moots and friends keeping my imagination on overdrive. I hope you enjoy my lovelie

Take Me With You

Paring: human Jake sully × fem human reader (platonic)

Warnings: non just fluffy cute Jake and his friend

Word count: 1k

Summary: you are the only marine besides Jake who has any care for pandora outside a meal ticket. And now you want to go with him.

You walk down the halls to the scientists wing one of the few Marines that ever ventured there or even was liked by the scientists. You didn't know why they liked having you around Maybe it was your interest, genuine interest in their work the forest of Pandora the plants the place as a whole. You couldn’t deny this place was amazing you came here with nothing else to lose back from Earth and felt a sense of longing to know what you had to gain out there but you weren’t here for that you were here as a hired gun. But also you could live vicariously through your best friend Jake Sully…. You both became fast friends over the fascination of Pandora alone also you were just as idiotic as him when it came to impulse over deep thought.

You walk into the labs getting greeted by many there "hey y/n you have to catch up on your Navi you missed yesterday" Norm said in passing making you nod "yeah I know there was a meeting with the Colonel I couldn't ditch I'll come back by later" you say walking backwards not paying attention.

Unaware you were being stalked like prey as you walked backwards you felt yourself get swept off your feet and falling back into Someone lap "damn y/n you weigh a ton" a familiar voice groans. You roll your eyes laughing dryly "oh very funny lieutenant Dan" she mocks calling him the legless soldier from Forrest Gump. He pushes your back laughing "says the one with 2 working legs yet still trips over nothing" you laugh and push his head to the side punching his arm "shut up that was like 2 or 3 times" they laugh as he wheels them over to their little corner to talk.

You listened to him with fascination as he recounted the things he did and saw as an omatikaya to be and his training. You would kill just to see it and would die to experience yourself. You could see the shine in his eyes as he spoke of his experiences and his time with the infamous Neytiri. "You like her Jake I can tell" you say still in his lap leaning against the wall as you look around him. You laugh seeing him blush but say nothing. "That's not the point here Y/N" he laughs.

You smile and laugh "I know but honestly Jake you should enjoy it more…. It's better than here" you says you had grown sick of the constant kill kill kill we are at war…. A war we fucking started. You look up seeing Jake take your hand "the colonel on your ass isn't he" you sigh and groan "take me with you Jake" you mutters more to yourself than to him. Jake pushes your head over to look at him and you both share nothing but a series of expressions, something learned i the military to learn and read body language but you both perfected it out here seeing body language was more than a subtle sub language, it was a secondary to the first. Your eyes said it all, you did not belong there but here. Sure you’d seen war done some unforgivable things but this was different this violated any type of Geneva convention if that even existed. But you had your own morals and you weren’t a monster and the things the colonel was asking you to prepare to do was…monstrous.

Jake smiles at you sadly as he could relate to your emotions. He looks over to Grace who is doing an audio log “ Hey Grace could you think we could convince the tribe to let a friend of mine visit the village”. He watches you snap your head to Grace you looked almost ready to beg for the opportunity. Grace looked back at him and then to you as she stopped mid sentence. “ i think she knows enough Na’vi to be able to go you’d have to speak to the clan about it” she says giving you a even smile.

You couldn’t contain your excitement at the possibility of being able to visit, your mentality had been shifting as things became tense at least in the military department. There were talks of shock and awe campaigns, blasting the home tree, even going for the tree of souls. You look down not wanting to dampen the mood or tell what was classified information know Grace would come at them with the wrath of a thousand suns. You quickly return to the subject. “ so I heard through th pandora grapevine that you are going to tame a banshee i say i want pictures but i want a detailed explanation of the event and don’t worry if I happen to make friends with Neytiri which I will, I will be getting her side of the story so i know the whole truth.” You laugh as you hear Jake groan, knowing that you’d never let him live it down just as you did with the Thanator incident. “I swear you are worse than tsu’tey when it comes to poking fun at me” he grumbles.

You look at him and smile “ what kind of friend and surrogate sister would i be if i didnt give you a hard time.” You tease as you stick your tongue out at him knowing soon you couldn’t disguise yourself you’d have to make a choice us or them. "Plus without me you'd be all brooding and boring" she pokes his his cheek as he wheels you both around the lab effectively brightening your continuously darkening days.

This drabble was really cute I may start writing more for human Jake he's a sweetheart little bean.

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igotanidea · 1 year

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Blip: Matt Murdock x fem!reader

Summary: Matt disappeared during the blip, leaving Y/N alone. Being broken and desperate at first, soon enough the girl turned into her own kind of villain, going by name Darkness. And then, miraculously someone came back from the quantum realm with the possibility to turn this shitty situation around.

The reader is (was) a part of Avengers, previously called the Shadow with powers to control... well, the shadows. Literally and figuratively (like the shadows in people's mind and/or past). Imagine something like Darkling from the Shadow nad Bone. A snippet of her story is here(prologue) and here (chapter 1). I need some action on those to continue the story .

A/N: this story is for my favorite @somest1 - THANK YOU! Hope your back is better now, girl :) And hope you'll enjoy.

3 years ago

I woke up screaming my lungs out, springing from the bed, shaking like in fever and with tears in eyes.

I just had the worst nightmare ever.

Only it was not a nightmare, but a brutal reality.

Thanos gathered all the infinity stones and erased half of the population of the Earth. I was lucky I was spared. Soooo damn lucky. I get to live my life and move on a day to day basis.

Yeah…. I was so fucking lucky.

Matt wasn’t.

He just turned into dust right in front of my eyes and there was nothing I could have done. One second he was standing next to me and the other was just gone. Like he never existed.

And I was reliving this scene in my head every night. Screaming, sweating, never getting enough sleep to actually rest. My mind was spinning and I found myself losing any motivation to live. Foggy and Karen blipped as well so I was completely alone.

Ok, maybe that was a bit of exaggeration. After all, I had my avengers friends.

Steve was running some therapy group and after everything that happened, one day out of the blue, he just showed up at my door, wanting to check if I was alright.

I was not. Obviously.

I opened the door, dressed in Matt’s favorite old hoodie, which was way too big for me since I lost a lot of weight due to the stress with puffy eyes and nose and cheeks red from extensive crying. I was pathetic.

“Y/N….” Steve’s voice broke the moment he laid eyes on me

“I…. I’m sorry, Steve.”

“Why are you sorry?” he immediately pulled me into the bear hug. He was not Matt, but his strong arms gave me a little bit of comfort “I should be the one apologizing. I should have come to you earlier”

“No.” I shook my head abruptly, pulling myself closer to him “you have enough on your head. I would just be…..”

“Don’t say it.”

“…. a burden.”

“I told you not to say it.” He muttered “Hey, look at me” involuntarily I raised my head to look him in the eyes “you’re not alone, ok? Not anymore. I’m taking you with me.”

“Where?”

“To a safe place. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you.”

“Who’s we?” I frowned

“You’ll see” he smiled and urged me to gather the most important things.

2 years ago

In my defense, I tried to learn lessons from Steve’s group meetings. I really did. But soon sitting on my ass, doing nothing but finding joy in little things got me fed up. I transformed from the little, scared and pathetic girl into a violent, vindictive woman. I bet it was those shadows in me that I tried to suppress for way to long. So after a couple of months I decided to let them out. From what I heard, Clint was raging his personal vendetta (since he lost all of his family as well) and I was considering joining him.

One day, I just found him on the street in some Japanese city, running around in some new suit, using blades and knifes instead of his characteristic bow and arrows. There were dead bodies and blood all over him and his face was twisted in both anger and pain.

“So, you are the Ronin? I heard about you.” I whispered standing behind his back, careful not to stamp on any of the people he killed

“I give you ten seconds to explain exactly who you are and why are you here.” He hissed

“Clint.”

“Y/N?” he turned around facing me “You’re alive?”

“I don’t know if that’s the right word to describe it.” I whispered when he hugged me briefly “I heard, what happened to you. I am so, so sorry Clint.”

“If you came here to ask me to stop……”

“No.”

“No? So, it wasn’t Cap or Nat with their big ideals and …..?”

“No. I don’t share their approach anymore.”

“Anymore. So you did before? What changed?”

“The anger. The pain. The fear” I shrugged “The sense of unfairness.”

“You lost him.” He stated simply. Clint never met Matt, but he heard me talk about him back in the Shield and Avengers days. We were close enough to let him in on that secret.

I just nodded, not able to say a word.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“I know. I know you know how it feels.”

“You came a long way here, didn’t you? Let me take you to my place. It’s not much, but you can spend the night there.”

“Thanks. I… I actually came to ask for advice.”

“Ask for advice?” he laughed sarcastically “Me? Not a really good role model, am I?” he motioned towards the bloody stains on the streets.

“Not like this.” I shook my head “I need to know how do you remember. How do you not let those little memories of people you loved slip away.” I looked straight into his face, now shocked and so vulnerable “I’m starting to forget Clint. And I don’t want that.”

“Let’s go. I’ll tell you all you want, just not here.”

1 year ago

I had some lessons from Cap and some from Clint, but never really found my place with them. So I was riding solo like a villain now. I learned how to control my shadows like never before, maybe it was because they were always a part of the dark side of me which I now embraced fully. When I was pretending to be good, acting good, they were so much harder to contain. When I dropped the act and let the darkness in, they became an extension of my own being. I wasn’t just the Shadow anymore. I was going by The Darkness now. Not a killer, not a hero, but someone to be afraid of. I get back to Hell’s kitchen becoming the fright of every criminal in the city. Beating them up, leaving all of them defenseless, controlling all the transfers and dirty transactions. Never killing them though. I was not like Clint and murdering them would not bring me any satisfaction, that one I was sure of. Instead, my point was to make them afraid. Constantly. Scared that if they make one false move the Darkness would come straight at them. I wanted them to have sleepless nights, full of nightmares just like I did before. I wanted them shitting their pants just at the mere mention of my name. I wanted them looking back in fear I was hiding in the darkness where they could not see me. Truth be told, some of those cowards died because of a heart attacks caused by constant terror.

I got exactly what I wanted.

I got Hell’s kitchen in the palm of my hand. Cleaning it from the scumbags just like Matt always tried to. Just like he wanted to. But sometimes, just sometimes, I was wondering if he would recognize me under all those dirty things I did. Would he want to be with a villain? Or would that be too much for my catholic boyfriend and his work ethics?

Flashback

“Do you think we can ever make this city safe?” I was looking through the window onto the empty, silent street. Of course all the drama was happening underground. “Like, can we actually clear it from all the crime, criminals, pain and fear?”

“No. No, I don’t think so. Sad thing about it is that crime is like a hydra. You cut one head of it and two new grow back.” He hugged me from behind, his chest to my back, hands on my waist, chin on my arm.

“Then why are you still fighting? Isn’t it futile? And it sounds a bit hypocritical. I mean, you beat the shit out of the villains, risking your own health. And mine. And you have no hope it will get better?”

“I never said that” he spun me around so now I was facing him in the dark. I was facing Daredevil, in his suit, arguably the most dangerous person in Hell’s kitchen explaining his action “don’t try to outsmart a lawyer” he smirked and I did the same “I said we cannot eradicate crime. But we can fight for the good people. We can make this city better, safer. By doing good. Nothing will ever be perfect. No one….” He pulled me closer “wait, no, there’s one person who is perfect with her flaws, imperfections and insecurities. She’s the one who’s always positive in her quiet way, doing good and creating a safe space.”

“She?” I scoffed ”Matt, are you cheating on me?”

“You little silly kitten” he brushed his lips on my cheek and I closed my eyes. It’s been a while since we have an intimate moment like this “I love you.”

“I love you too, Mattie” I answered before he kissed me deeply conveying all his feelings for me.

End of flashback

So, would he love me the way I was now? Not so optimistic? Not creating safe space but running on terror and fright? Would he…..?

I quickly discarded those thoughts, though. He was gone. There was no point in wondering “what if”, it was bad for the mental health. I had to play with the cars I was given. And those weren’t exactly the good ones.

Now

I was called by Steve to the so-called headquarters. After all this time, he still believed there were a team to have such. Guess, he did not change that much.

“We need you.” he said over the phone

“Who’s we?” I joked, using the same phrase as 3 years ago when he found me in my apartment broken and crying the loneliness and pain away.

“You’ll see.” He smiled catching the reference at once.

“No, it won’t work this time, Steve. I’m not the same girl who buys into everything you say.”

“So, I’ve heard. You upgraded, right? I’m just not sure if you did it in the right direction.”

“ Are you disappointed now, Cap?” I smirked. I acted like I did not care, but truth be told, it pained me. I did what I did and there was no regret there, but hearing harsh words from him…..

“No. I’m not. You choose your own path, can’t blame you for that, even though it could have been a different one. But you’re still a part of the team. We have a chance to make things right, the right way. Will you come help?”

“Of course I will.” I muttered “and…. Steve?”

“Yes?”

“For what it’s worth, I am sorry.” Yeah, I lied. There was a bit of regret in me

“I know.”

***

“Scott? Holy shit, is that you?” I opened my eyes wide noticing the ant-man himself standing in the room, surrounded by the other members of the former Avengers .

“Hey there kiddo, long time no see.” He smiled brightly

“Yeah, um…. I guess. How are the ants? And how are you still…..?”

“Oh it’s a long story and ….”

“You’re late.” Clint walked right behind me patting my back making me jump as he smirked “we won’t be telling you this story for the second time.”

“Nice to see you too Clint. How’s Ronin doing?”

“Y/N.” Natasha came out of the room “it’s so good to see you again.”

“Hey, Nat. New haircut?”

“I didn’t really have much to do for the last couple years so can you blame a girl?”

“Not really. Is there someone else coming back from the grave? And why the fuck am I the last one to be called?”

“Um, cause you’re unstable kid. You’re the threat to this entire operation.”

“Well, talk about coming back from the dead. Hello, Stark.”

“Y/N.”

“Are you….um, you look pale.” Yeah, I know, not very intelligent response

“I spend some time in space, so that’s the effect on me.”

“Y/N!” before I realized what was happening I was being crashed in the embrace of Hulk. Bruce. Bruce who was now Hulk. Apparently he figured a way to make them both work together.

“You’re….. you’re crushing me Bruce” I panted and he let go “but nonetheless it’s good to see you.”

“Same kid. Now, since we have to move on pretty quick, how much do you know about the quantum physics?”

“Only as much as you taught me. Why?”

“That would be enough. Now listen….”

“How Is it that I’m the only one who doesn’t have a clue what is going on here?” some man, looking hangover, with dark glasses, long hair and matter beard burped from the corner

“Thor?” That was quite a surprise “what happened to you?!”

‘Lost the girl, lost the Kingdom, lost his brother. Blah, blah, blah, slippery slope. We’ve all been through it. Now can we stop this pity party and move on?” thankfully Rocket was quick to interfere before Thor really started the pity party. Not that I blamed him, he’s been through a lot.

Long story short, Scott found out that if we travel in time and space we can gather infinity stones and actually defeat Thanos. For good. So we studied the timelines, decided the best times to go back to, divided ourselves in teams and …. went back.

“See you in a minute” Nat smiled at us before we all disappeared.

I was travelling with Tony, Steve , Scott and Hulk. Despite some obstacles on the way (it can never be easy, right) we succeeded and came to present safe and sound. I frantically turned around checking if everyone were safe.

“Where’s Nat?” Clint managed to say next to me, not seeing our redhead friend.

Oh, shit.

Yes, we’ve been thought another loss. But we fought on. Having all the stones we get all the lost souls back. Loosing Tony on the way. He died a hero. After I paid my respect and said goodbye to everyone I returned to the Hell’s Kitchen. Hoping Matt would be back as well. Probably confused, not knowing what happened. Scott warned me that for those who blipped the time stopped so it would be like they never left.

“MATT?!” I yelled the second I opened the door to his apartment “MATT!? Are you there?”

“Y/N?” he emerged from the bathroom, confused expression on his face “Baby, what happened?”

“MATT!” I jumped right at him, making him grab my tights as I pulled him closer than possible. He really was back.

“Y/n? Not that I’m complaining, but……” he held me close and my heart was just racing hundred miles an hour.

“I missed you.” I muttered cupping his cheek lovingly

“Missed me? Baby, I’ve been in the bathroom for barely five minutes. “ he raised an eyebrow suspiciously “what are you up to?”

“Oh, right. I should probably explain this to you.”

“Explain what?”

“Nothing. Never mind. Later. Can you just kiss me? Please?”

“I don’t understand the rush but how can I refuse?” he leaned down, put a single strand of hair behind my ear, traced his fingers over my jaw (making me impatient with all those gestures) and finally pressed his lips onto mine. I melted into him instantly. I knew I missed him, but I never realized the scope of it. His touch and warmth, and the security I felt in his arms. His soft hair and his slight stubble. God! I locked my hands on his neck pulling him closer, not wanting him to stop.

“Someone’s desperate.” he smirked with playful glint in his eyes as his lips moved to my neck

“I….”

“Don’t deny. I can feel your heart racing.”

“I wasn’t going to deny.” I groaned when he found that soft spot.

“Do you need something more from me, baby? You just gotta ask, you know.”

Surprisingly even to myself I didn’t want more. I just needed to be in his arms, cuddling, holding him and letting him hold me, craving to just feel him next to me, not in the physical sense. And he did that, as we laid in bed in each other embrace, enjoying this moment as I explained to him everything that happened.

“Three years?” he asked, terrified “I’ve been gone for three years?”

“Yes.”

“And…. And you’ve been alone all this time?” his grip on my waist suddenly became stronger, one of his hand sneaking up my back pulling me closer to his chest.

“I was so lonely, Mattie, so freaking lonely.”

“Oh, my love.” He kissed my temple and then top of my head and then my cheek and nose, ultimately brushing his lips against mine “you poor little thing. I am so sorry.”

“You said as if it was your fault. You did not have anything to say in the matter. Might have as well been the other way round. It could have been me who disappeared.”

“I would go crazy without you.” he muttered, cupping my cheek and brushing his thumb over it, making me instantly lean into the touch “absolutely crazy. I would turn into Frank Castle with his personal vendetta.”

“Or like Clint Barton.”

“The guy you used to work with? Hawkeye?” he was fairly familiar with my Shield friends “what does he have to do with it?”

“Nothing. It’s in the past now. Can you kiss me again.”

“Stop asking. I’ve got three years to make up for, right? So trust me, you’re not leaving this apartment, this bed specifically, any time soon.”

“Mattie!” I giggled when he switched our positions so instead of my head on his chest I was now flat on my back, his toned body hovering over me.

“I will make up for all the lost time” he murmured closing the gap between us, the kissed quickly turning more and more heated, our hands wandering everywhere and soon we were both shirtless. “So… what do I do with you now…..?” he whispered against my collarbone.

Before I could answer there was a rather loud and frantic knock on the door.

“Who the hell….?” Matt hissed trying best to ignore the noises and focus on me.

“Matt? Y/N? Are you in there? What happened in this damn city?”

“Foggy!” I wriggled out of Matt’s arms, to which action he groaned and rushed to the door. “Foggy!” hugged my friend tightly “So good to see you. Is Karen all right? Have you seen her?”

“She’s on the way.” Foggy explained “but before she get here I suggest you put on some shirt. I;m not even asking what did I interrupt.”

“You always had bad timing” Matt hissed showing at the door and passing me his T-shirt.

“Well my bad timing saved your ass from trouble a couple times, so I’m not sorry. But now, can you explain to me what is “the blip”?

***

3 weeks later

“Y/N?” it was after hours and Matt was getting ready for his night patrol. This time I was joining him since we agreed my skills were far too good to go to waste. I guess one good thing coming from the blip was that I was finally acknowledged by my boyfriend.

“Yes, Mattie?”

“There are some rumors on the street. And since you’ve been here the last couple years maybe you could explain something to me.”

“Sure, honey. What did you hear?”

“Who is Darkness?” Oh shit. I was up for a lot of explaining.

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theowriteswhatever · 4 years

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Zuko Story That Has No Title Part 2

So I already wrote most of this story, because my friend asked me to. But I’m just going to release it in chunks so I don’t overload your dash.

-Your pal, Bubbles

I told no one that I had saved Zuko all those months ago. I knew they’d probably be pissed at me for saving the life of someone who repeatedly tried to kill us.

But I couldn’t just watch him die. He was still human.

Now we were in Ba Sing Se and everyone was bored of waiting to talk to the prince and was still trying to figure out the mysteries of this weird town.

Katara had taken Toph, a new member of our group, to a makeover day. Aang was helping with some kind of zoo. And Sokka was wandering around probably thinking about Suki.

I had heard of this nice tea shop in the poorer area of Ba Sing Se, but I wasn’t really allowed near there. So I devised a plan.

I put my (Y/H/C) hair in a braid and then into a bun, which I had never done before. I did my make up differently too. I then found a knee length green dress with flowers in my closet and put it on with a black cardigan. I looked completely different and knew Joo Dee wouldn’t be able to stop me.

I poked my head into the hallway and made sure no one was there. Everyone was gone. Even Momo. I made my way out of the house and onto the monorail system.

Once I had arrived at the immigrant slums of Ba Sing Se, I made my way to where the supposed tea shop was. When I arrived at the opening to the tea shop, I practically gasped. I ran to hide outside the shop.

Zuko, with no ponytail, was working with his uncle around the tea shop. He seemed angry to be helping, which wasn’t out of character.

I wasn’t recognizable, so I knew I could go in. But I wasn’t sure I should. But I took another look and the tea looked so good. And Zuko didn’t look as focused on regaining his honor, but more focused on helping his uncle and forcing himself to be upset about it.

I came out of my hiding spot and walked into the building to sit in the front corner so I could make a quick escape if need be. Zuko approached me and I could tell he was forcing a smile. It took all my effort to not laugh.

“Hi, welcome to our tea shop. What can I get you?” He said in the most bored voice imaginable.

“2 chamomiles please.” I responded with a smile.

“2?” He asked, “But you’re alone.”

“I thought maybe you could sit with me for a second. Unless you don’t like chamomile. Then I’ll take 2 of whatever you like.” I said as if it was no big deal.

He obviously thought it was a big deal. He practically stumbled backwards at the offer and his face went red. Even though half of it already permanently was. My face grew a little red too, but I stayed calm. He was still kinda in shock and it was a little adorable. Just a little bit.

“You don’t have to.” I said through chuckles.

“N-no it’s ok. I w-will. And um. . .chamomile is fine.” He said while stumbling over his words. He then rushed off to the back and started to make our tea.

I could tell from where I was sitting that his uncle was laughing at his awkwardness and nudging him teasingly. I laughed a little bit, because not only was it sweet, it was unexpected. We had always seen them as ruthless people that were practically evil, but I had to remember they were still humans with emotions. All humans could love, except Azula.

He headed back and set the tea in front of me and the chair opposite mine. He sat down and almost fell in the process. I giggled at it, but covered it with my nad. He smiled awkwardly and looked down at the table in what looked like shame.

I took a sip of the chamomile to hide the continuous laughter and my eyes went wide. “Is it bad?” He said in a panicked voice.

“No! No no no. It’s delicious. It’s probably the best tea I’ve ever had.” I said quickly so he wouldn’t worry. Lord knows this boy doesn’t need more worry in his life.

He cracked a near invisible smile. I had never seen him even come close to curling his lip, but right now I could tell that he was actually. . .happy. Which was weird. But nice.

“What’s your name?” He asked while scratching the back of his neck nervously. I had almost forgotten that I didn’t look like (Y/N) anymore. I hadn’t thought of what I would say my name is.

“Leeane.” I stammered out. He chuckled a little bit and I got scared for a second. What if he knew it was actually me? What if he knew and was about to give me a burn identical to his? “Wh-what’s funny?” I whispered in fear as I looked down at the table like Zuko had done just seconds ago.

“I just thought that was funny, because my name’s Lee.” He said with a smile. I completely forgot that he would be in disguise too. Although it was hard to not recognize his scar. Not that I would mention that. I let out an unintentional sigh of relief, but turned it into a laugh to play along. I looked up and became more confident. He smiled more when he saw me look up.

“I thought you were going to make fun of my name for a second there.” I lied. He chuckled a little bit and I did too.

“No. It’s a um. . .it’s a beautiful name.” He said nervously before clearing his throat. I smiled and put my hand on his while I leaned forward.

“Why are you so nervous?” I asked with concern in my voice.

He was honestly worrying me with how awkward he was. The group had always seen him as heartless and evil, but evil people can’t be like this. He can’t be so worried about messing up without caring a little bit. He had to care about me just a bit if he’s so shy and awkward. That or he doesn’t care and we just never realized how quiet he is. I guess when he isn’t talking about honor, he doesn’t have much else to say.

“I’m not a people person.” He stated quietly and in an ashamed voice. I felt bad for him. Which while it’s normal for me to care for people, I doubt he was used to being cared for. Except Iroh always treated him like a son. But Zuko needed someone to treat him as something else. A friend.

* * *

Zuko and I sat for what felt like hours and talked, and I couldn’t help but feel bad for not telling him who I really was. But he wasn’t honest with me either, so I guess we were equal.

I eventually had to leave before the group got worried about me and had two missing group members to look for. I politely excused myself and promised to come back soon. Zuko stood at the door frame and waved goodbye before his uncle wrapped his arm around him and led him inside.

Once I made it onto the monorail, I let my hair down and brushed through it to look remotely normal. I would probably look weird to them in green compared to my usual blue and my makeup was still a little different, but I doubt they would care. Katara might, but that wouldn’t be unusual. She always found something or someone to worry about.

I got back to the house quickly in an effort to avoid Joo Dee and any Dai Li. I finally made it without anyone stopping me and saw everyone gathered in the living room. They all looked exhausted and sad. Whether it was Appa, the impending war, or whatever happened today, I couldn’t guess. Katara looked up and smiled before running towards me to engulf me in a bearhug. “(Y/N), where have you been? I was worried sick!”

“We were worried sick.” Toph corrected in a sassy tone. Katara rolled her eyes and let go.

“Why were you worried? I was fine.” I reassured all of them. But I could tell Katara wasn’t buying it. My change in clothes and make up also hadn’t gone unnoticed.

“We didn’t know that. Now where were you?” Katara demanded.

“I just explored town a little bit, like all of you did.” I said in my “as-a-matter-of-fact” voice. But Katara still didn’t seem convinced. She raised one eyebrow and took another look at my personally unique outfit.

“Then why are you dressed like that?” She pressed.

“I wanted to explore the slums and didn’t want Joo Dee stopping me. So I disguised myself as someone else.” I admitted sheepishly. I knew she’d be mad that I went where I wasn’t supposed to go, especially in such a mysterious city. But I wouldn’t regret what I did.

“You can’t do that! The Dai Li could find you and we would have no idea. They could’ve captured you or hurt you or. . .killed you! You have no idea how dangerous that was.” She screeched with her hands placed firmly on her hips.

I wanted to run off in an effort to not upset her. The last thing I wanted to do was make it worse. I wanted to maybe stay silent and not make her more mad. Everyone was watching and waiting for what I would do and I didn’t want to let them down.

But I couldn’t this time. I love Katara. I do. But she was being ridiculous. She was acting as if this was the worst thing in the world. And she was looking at me like I was the scum of the Earth. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to say something and this time I would not just apologize.

“Really? I go across town to go and explore a town we have nothing better to do in and then I’m in danger! We’ve been traveling the world going from one life-threatening situation to the next and the one day I can do something fun or nice or even remotely enjoyable, I come back to be told that I was in danger? I’ve been in danger from the second this all started and now’s the point where you decide to mention it? I had my first day in months today where I didn’t have to worry about getting burned, or crushed, or drowned, or being hurt by some kind of crazy freak and you decide to tell me I was in danger!” Katara was taken aback by my anger and looked like she felt bad. I took a deep breath and continued with more of a calm tone. “I appreciate that you care about me Katara and I know you mean well, but I finally had one day that I legitimately enjoyed. Please don’t ruin it for me.”

Katara looked down and kicked some kind of rock around on the floor to distract herself. I sighed and made my way to my room.

I shut my door and locked it and then began to wipe my makeup off on my sleeve. I took off my dress and looked at my old southern water tribe gear. I didn’t want it right now. It didn’t feel right. I crawled into my bed into just my undershirt and shorts and sat there staring at the ceiling.

Soon enough I heard Katara knocking on my door, but instead of answering the door like I know I should have, I rolled over and forced myself to sleep.

#zuko x reader #zuko imagine #zuko #atla #avatar the last airbender #atla x reader #katara

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Day6 “We Got Married” (Jae)

leyehearteu asks: Day6 in WGM with you.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Word count: 2015 (Part 4)

About two weeks pass by since you and Jae first met and it was time for your wedding. The two of you were still trying to get close to each other and be comfortable with one another so you guys just planned on having a private wedding between the two of you and hired a photographer for a few hours to catch the memories. Your wedding would be taking place at the beach since it was summer and rented out a little venue to take some individual photos beforehand. “Are we going to be traditionalists and make it so I can’t see you in the dress before the wedding?” Jae asks as he comes out of the changing room and a maroon suit, fixing his collar as he walked towards you. You sat for a second, admiring the way he looked and just how long his legs actually were now that you could see them.

“Hello? Earth to, y/n” Jae teased as he waved a hand in front of your face that you smacked away “Of course, otherwise what’s fun about getting married?” You said, smiling and proud of yourself for the comeback, as you slipped passed him to change “We’re ready to take your photos, Jae” You heard the photographer say. You changed into your dress, did your hair and makeup before waiting to be called for your photos. When your time finally came, you felt confident and comfortable in front of the camera alone since you were used to being recorded. “Okay, the photoshoot’s done, we can head to the beach,” The photographer tells you, you nod and head out with him knowing that Jae headed over when he was done taking his photos.

Your hands start to get sweaty as the car gets closer to the location Jae and you chose and thought would be best for photos. You get out of the car and see Jae facing the sea with his back turned to you, you walk up behind him and clear your throat when he doesn’t notice you behind him. He turns around and smiles at you “Wow,” He greets you, making you blush and turn away from him “Why do you have to be so cheesy” You exclaim and walk a bit away from him before moving back “I’m sorry! That’s just who I am!” Jae exclaims as well and the two of you laugh. The two of you quietly go through your wedding with the photographer snapping photos of the two of you here and there, making you giggle every time you heard the camera going off since you and Jae were being to quiet with each other.

“Is getting married to me really that funny?” Jae asks but you shake your head and keep giggling “No, I’m sorry” You say and take a deep breath before saying “It’s just, every time the camera shutter goes off, I find it so funny 'cause it’s so loud” You say and now make him laugh with you “You’re really cute” Jae laughs which makes you blush again and the both of you calm down again before finishing the wedding. You thank the photographer and he says it’ll only take a few days for the pictures to be delivered to your shared apartment and you can finally start putting up more decorations. The photographer leaves and it’s just you and Jae alone together at the beach “Now for the honeymoon” Jae says as he wraps his arms around your waist and gives you a back hug which makes you laugh “Don’t we have a dinner in a few hours with your members?” You ask him while turning your head slightly towards him to see his face and your hands on top of his “Let’s just skip it, they’re lame anyways” Jae says nad makes you laugh again. “Let’s go, I need to change before the dinner,” You tell him, patting his hands and wiggling out of his grip to heads towards the car.

Jae drives you back to your shared place and you change into a more comfortable and moveable dress that was still white and formal to keep the vibes of your wedding dress and Jae says in his suit, claiming that it was comfortable and sat on the couch on his phone as he waited for you to change and freshen up. Once you feel happy with the way you look, you take a deep breath and give yourself a little pep talk to convince yourself that meeting Jae’s members isn't that big of a deal “You can do this y/n, it’s Jaehyung’s members, not parents” You tell yourself before hearing a chuckle come from behind you, you whip around to see Jae standing in the doorway leaning against the frame “Hey, what if I wasn’t dressed!” You yelled which made him full-on laugh now “Oh come on now, we’ve been living together for a couple weeks now, I know how long it takes you to change clothes” He said and moved to sit on the bed that was behind your vanity “But you’re right, these are just my members and they’re all idiots so there’s no need for you to be nervous” Jae tried to console you, you sighed and hung your head “Speaking of which, we should get going” Jae says, standing from the bed.

The two of you make it to the small restaurant you booked for the dinner and you took another moment outside, taking a deep breath and saying “You can’t do this, y/n!” Jae laughs at you again before taking one of your hands in his and walking into the restaurant. You’re lead to your booked room by one of the waitresses and you noticed four pairs of shoes already outside the room “Oh god, we’re the last ones?” You whisper yell to Jae and squeeze his hand harder while bouncing your knees, making Jae laugh at you again “It was probably Sungjin’s idea to get here earlier than the scheduled time, don’t worry” Jae whispered back before reaching for the door handle and sliding it open.

Jae steps inside the room first and you follow him, still holding his hand and slightly hiding behind him like a kid “Hey! There’s the married man!” Younghyun announces while standing from his seat to give Jae a hug, making you let go of his hand so he’s able to hug him back. The rest of the members stand up and you’re able to tell who’s who thanks to your research once you found out Jae was in a band “Let me introduce my wife first” Jae says once the two pull away from the hug and he grabs your hand again “This is y/n, y/n, these are my band members Sungjin, Brian, Wonpil, and Dowoon” Jae finishes and you all slightly bow to each other “My name’s Younghyun, by the way. Not Brian” Younghyun corrects Jae, making you laugh a little “But his stage name is Brian,” Jae tells you right after Younghyun stops talking “No, that’s Young K” Younghyun and Jae start to bicker “Don’t worry, they’re always like this” Wonpil says in your direction and you reply to him with a small nod “Come on guys, I’m hungry” Sungjin announces, making Jae and Younghyun stop their bickering and everyone sits down and Jae calls the waitress.

The food is ordered and everyone socializes while you eat and after dessert is served, Sungjin stands up with a glass in his hand “Before we eat, I want to toast to the newlyweds” Sungjin says and raises his glass into the air along with everyone else “May you live happily ever after” He gives a simple toast and everyone clinks their glasses together before taking a sip “And now for your gift” Sungjin says and sets down his glass while the rest of the boys stand up and they group together on one end of the room “You guys didn’t have to get us anything” You say quietly “We didn’t, not really at least” Younghyun says, slipping a guitar out from under the table and handing it to Sungjin and he takes it out of guitar case, Dowoon gets drum sticks and Wonpil gets a tambourine. Younghyun counts off and Dowoon starts drumming against the end of the table and Sungjin starts the song making Jae chuckle at his band members while Sungjin sings “He’s singing my part in ‘I like you’” Jae whispers to you, making you catch onto the song and listen to them sincerely.

The song ends and you applaud them while they put their instruments away and take their seats again “Wow, that was amazing” You tell them all and they all just smile, content with their wedding gift “Thank you so much, it means a lot to me that you went through the trouble of figuring out something to do for us” You tell him, making them all beat red and laugh shyly “It was really no big deal” Sungjin said shyly “No, it was. Singing a private concert like this is an intimate thing, thank you” You tell them again, bowing slightly to them all. Desert is short and soon you’re all piled outside the restaurant and you run your hands up and down your arms as the summer nights were getting colder as it neared fall. “So what are you guys doing for your honeymoon?” Younghyun asks and just as you were going to respond, you felt Jae’s jacket lay across your shoulders “We’re leaving tomorrow for Jeju island” Jae responds before you with his hands still on your shoulders from putting his jacket on you “Ew, look at Jae being nice and loving” Dowoon speaks up making your ears burn red while laughing “He’s normally not like this” You say, still laughing and shaking a hand at them “What do you mean?! We cuddle every night!” Jae exclaims making you almost fall to your knees from embarrassment.

“But speaking of our honeymoon, we should get home and pack for that trip,” Jae says, changing the subject. You thank him silently for not pushing anything further and helping you escape his members “Don’t cuddle too much on your trip” Younghyun says with a quick wink before everyone parts their own ways and you and Jae head home together. The two of you change and finish packing for your honeymoon and after cleaning up for bed, Jae stood at the bedroom door and watched you shuffle around the room “Hey,” Jae spoke up, making you look at him “I have something for you” He finishes his sentence and you follow him to the living room, he sits on the couch and pats the spot next to him, becking you to sit by him. You sit next to him and he pulls out a small box wrapped with a bow from the side table and you smile a little “I actually have something for you too” You say and slide a box that looks almost exactly the same out from under the couch where you hid it before and the both of you laugh at the coincidence.

You exchange boxes and count to three before opening the boxes at the same time and both laughing harder. Both of you ended up getting each other the same gift of a small key ring. “You got me a chicken” Jae laughs as he holds it up and examines it closer, “I thought you could put your house key on it so you won’t lose it,” You tell him and he laughs again while hanging his head slightly “I had the same thought when I was getting that for you” He says and nods in the direction of box in your hand that holds a small directors camera key chain and you smile down at it “Thank you, I love it” You say and lean over to give him a quick kiss on his cheek, leaving him red-faced as you ran to the bedroom and hiding under the covers.

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Do you think that pietros death could be considered a "women in refrigerators" death. Basically his death was solely for Wanda's emotional pain and to an extent growth? Genuinely curious, because a friend and I were discussing that trope and how it could be done vice versa when that death popped into my mind. Thoughts and thank you!

{out of parikash} Hmm… I honestly don’t believe that’s the reason they killed Pietro off, but I will argue it in both ways because I have arguments for both, heh.

Okay so basically, this is about the idea that authors or moviemakers will sometimes build in throwaway supportive characters into a main character’s lives for the sole purpose of having them die horribly or provide some other sort of motivation for the character to then go in a desired direction. So think about… Batman for example. If Bruce Wayne’s parents hadn’t been murdered, he never would have had the motivation, drive, interest, desire, what have you for revenge and the truth. One could argue that he never would have become Batman at all, that it wasn’t some innate destiny of his, but rather it was fueled by the grief of losing his parents.

So… in the same vein… did MCU set Wanda up to be driven by grief and pain by killing off her parents, Pietro, Vision, etc. for the purpose of then seeing her through to the next arc of her character, whatever that might be? For the purpose of character development, if you will?

Argument Against This Concept

So… I don’t believe that they were actively trying to do this sort of thing with Wanda because at least her (adoptive) parents’ deaths and Vision’s were canon in the comics. Pietro lived well past when he died in the MCU, but even so, I think they were mostly sticking to comic canon for the others. Were they trying to force the issue with Wanda by adding another source of grief nd pain with Pietro? I don’t think so. And here’s why…

I think there are two major reasons why Pietro was killed off so early. One… is an IC issue and one is an OOC issue. The OOC reason I believe might actually be the reason, although I can’t find this actually confirmed anywhere. I think ATJ did not want to be in multiple Marvel movies. There are two reasons for this. One, he was reluctant to do any Marvel movies at all and had to actually be heavily convinced to play Pietro. It wasn’t anything about Pietro that he didn’t like, but rather it was that he didn’t want to get into a movie-making machine like MCU that makes movies with so many top- or high-billed actors. He was still up-and-coming at the time, and he felt like there were better ways to break out and showcase his talent than being lost in a sea of a hundred other people, heh. It wasn’t until he found out that EO was playing Wanda that he was finally on board, because he knew and respected her from Godzilla, and if she was giving MCU movies a serious look, then he felt like okay, maybe it won’t be such a bad thing. The other reason is that ATJ is very adamant about not being type-cast as any one character or type of character. He said in an interview that he looks to make each one of his roles very different from anything else he’s ever done. It’s the reason why he looks so different in each role with different style and color hair and outfits and such, different accents, different time periods, etc. It’s the reason why he can play a hero type character like Pietro in Ultron and then turn around and play a psychopathic killer like Ray Marcus in Nocturnal Animals. So ATJ may very well have said that he didn’t want Pietro to be a recurring character, I don’t know. I suspect it, but I have not seen or heard that confirmed anywhere.

The IC reason is… Pietro is a freaking game-breaking character, haha, but unlike Wanda nad several others that MCU dumbed down (she could have mind-controlled or –numbed Thanos way better and longer than Mantis, so wtf… she could have killed him in Infinity War, and AGAIN in Endgame), there is no way to dumb down Pietro’s powers. He runs fast and is superhumanly strong. *shrugs* That’s it. You can’t really… change that or alter it or delete it or whatever because it’s already so simple. Now… think about it… Pietro would have screwed up umpteen number of things that the MCU had planned. He would’ve read the entire Sokovia Accords in minutes, read the clause about imprisonment at the Raft, and both twins probably would have left and gone off on their own at that point because BULLSHIT.

Even if the twins did stay through Civil War, there is no way they would’ve gotten hold of Pietro to put in the Raft but let’s say they did… once Steve busts them out, he would convince Wanda to leave them all behind, including Vision. Because nobody puts his sister in restraints in a cell and drugs her. Like that would have been the ultimate betrayal and he never ever would have put up with that. Vision… did nothing to stop her imprisonment and didn’t come rescue her with Steve, so… he would convince her to forget him. That… would have made Infinity War interesting… but let’s tackle that.

Let’s say everything does somehow remain the same, only with superfluous added Pietro, heh. Geez, it’s like we’re talking about adding a spice or something, lol. But okay, so… fast forward all the freaking way to the end with Thanos trying to get the stone from Vision. Eh-hem. What-all… is stopping Pietro… from just walking up and taking the damned gauntlet right off Thanos’ hand? Hmm? Somebody explain this to me, haha. Like… Thanos literally would not see him coming, Pitro would run right up, grab the gauntlet, and use his superhuman strength to yank that sucker right off. Thanos would not be trying to stop him, wouldn’t be clenching his hand or anything because he wouldn’t have time to react to it. Once Pietro had the gauntlet, he could run anywhere he wanted with that shit and all he has to do is play keep-away from Thanos until the other Avengers can manage to kill him and boom. No need for Endgame, haha.

BUT… let’s say Pietro does die in Ultron… but they decide to bring him back with Clint during the time test. Same problem! At the end of the movie, Pietro can just run up to Thanos’ purple ass, take the gauntlet, they can kill him, he can run Tony’s ass to whatever power source he needs to use this gauntlet and not freaking die, and there we go. I mean, admittedly this is not as clean a fix-it as the Infinity War one, but STILL. XD My point is that they probably killed Pietro off because his powers were too much of a plot-breaking, purple-raisin-punching issue for the future.

Argument For This Concept

HOWEVER… having said ALL of that up there… what if MCU is trying to fuel Wanda’s guilt, grief, pain, etc. to drive her toward an end? And end… we might see in WandaVision or Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness? Here’s my theory for this…

Wanda becoming dangerous unhinged from reality, becoming delusional, and creating an alternate reality in which Vision is still alive and she has twins with him is canon in the comics. It was the result of Vision’s death having a huge effect on her psyche but also her mental instability reaching a breaking point. Why is Wanda so canonically mentally unstable? Chthon. So… Disney/MCU decided not to go the mutant way with Wanda and Pietro because Sony owned the rights to the whole mutant thing. In addition to scrapping that part of the twins’ genetics, they also inexplicably wrote out Wanda being influenced by the primordial god/archdemon Chthon at her birth, which infused her with his power, as he wanted to use her as a vessel which he planned to later return to and through which he intended to exert his power on earth.

Because Chthon is an evil, selfish, powerful, magical, and often chaotic force, Wanda gained her mental abilities to alter reality, read thoughts, and induce nightmares. Her telekinesis and other things are generally understood to be from her genetics as a mutant. So… in changing Wanda’s mutant status, Disney had to change her background and make her adoptive parents her actual parents to cut out her dad (Magneto) and her mom (who gave birth to the twins near Mount Wundagore, where Chthon’s home base was and where the High Evolutionary’s base was. In the comics, Wanda was affected by Chthon as birth and the twins were later experimented on by the High Evolutionary, but Disney omitted all of this and instead placed Strucker and Hydra in charge of the experiments. So it would seem that deleting their mutant heritage also caused Disney to remove Chthon, making Wanda’s tendency toward mental instability nonexistent. Or at least… not supernaturally caused.

Where am I going with this? Well… if they then intended all along to bring in the canon plot of Wanda creating this alternate reality so she could live happily ever after with Vision (as they seem to be doing with WandaVision), they needed some reason for her proverbial cheese to not just slip on her cracker but fall all the way off it, haha. The whole crux of that plot is that Wanda is so broken by the grief of losing Vision that she can’t stand to not have him around anymore, and thus she creates a reality in which she can be with him and have the family the always wanted. Well… MCU Wanda was never going to be that mentally fragile unless something else drove her to it. Just killing Vision alone wasn’t enough. So they set her up for a lot. Her parents die in this horrific event that traumatizes her. Then Pietro dies in an equally traumatic battle. Then Vision dies… at her hands… and then is brought back…and killed again in front of her. I could be wrong, but that would be enough to drive me off the deep end, heh. Not to mention Tony and Natasha being gone which I’m sure also had some effect on her, and Steve being… well… whatever the friggin’ frack they did with him in Endgame. So… one could make the argument that Disney needed to really hurt Wanda a lot, and very pointedly and repeatedly, in order to set up her mental breakdown in WandaVision. So in the absence of Chthon’s volatile and powerful influence on her mental stability, Disney decided to just break her down through tragedy, trauma, and loss… to bring her around to the same point she would have been at in the canon comic world.

*shrugs* Since WandaVision isn’t out yet, all we can do is speculate, but… given that the title of Doc Strange’s next movie is In the Multiverse of Madness… Haha, I mean… whose multiverse and madness are we talking about here? Wanda’s? Could be. ;)

Okay you know what? I kinda convinced myself, and now I think it’s both hahaha. I think that there were other reasons why they had to kill Pietro off specifically, but that he may still have been part of a setup for Wanda to come back around to her canon comic place in preparation for WandaVision and Multiverse of Madness. That’s my final answer, lol.

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