#I wish it were Summer again and we lived near eachother and we went on walks every other day

[melit0n]

What if we were going on a cool and breezy midday stroll and came across this bush with pretty flowers and I put some in your hair 👉👈

I would love to have some pinwheels in my hair 🥺

And what if we held hands while we strolled. What then??

[thebookwormfairy]

Captain The Retired Police Dog Part 6 (Final)

BookwormFairy: Sorry for taking so long, but I'm here with the final part of Captain the Retired Police Dog. I just wanted to thank everyone who've read, like, reblogged, commented, and wrote their own stuff with Captain. When I first started this I had no idea how big ot would get. I will be doing more stuff with Captain, but this is the end of this story. Thank y'all so much for accepting both me and Captain into the fandom.

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The rest of the trip was like a dream for Marinette

Every chance they got Marinette and Damian would spend time with eachother

And after Ace met Captain she would come along on all of their outings as well

Damian would take Marinette every where in Gotham

From the fashion district to the zoo Damian made sure Marinette didn't miss out on anything

They couldn't explain it, but something just clicked with them

It was like they were meant to be

Damian even met Marinette's parents

Kinda

He video chatted with them and was actually invited over during the summer

Which he whole heartedly accepted but warned the bakers that his family might "unexpectedly" show up with him.

Only to be told that they would be more then happy to meet them as well

Basically Damian took up all of Marinette's free time

Though sometimes, much to Damian's annoyance, the other batboys would come and "kidnap" Marinette and Captain and take them back to the manor.

Marinette didn't mind it so much, except when they didn't even wait for her to get back to the hotel

When the class was done touring Luxcorp, Jason rode up on his motorcycle and took Marinette and Captain

Jason picking up Marinette and grabbing Captain's leash: Hey French people I'm taking her and her dog. Bye

Ms. Bustier: Are you okay with that Marinette?

Marinette: Yeah I know him

Ms. Bustier: Okay have fun

Jason was less then impressed with the teacher's response but took the duo anyway

Another time Tim hacked into the schedule and change the bus route to drop Marinette off at Wayne Tower

Then Dick feeling left out did the responsible (and legal) way and called Marinette's parents to get their permission to take Marinette back to the manor.

Damian was not impressed with his brothers

Neither was Bruce

On the outside at least

On the inside he was so happy to see Marinette and Captain again

Captain wasn't sure how to respond to these strange new people in his and his girl's lives

After a couple of days they did grow on him

But he still didn't let Jason pet him

Mostly because Captain found the older boy's attempts hilarious

And his girl seemed to blossom in this new pack

Captain could see that the spark that he brought back into his girl's eye turn into a whole galaxy

She was almost always smiling and laughing now

To top it all off Alix and Kim finally pulled up their big kid briches and tried to reconnect with Marinette

At first Marinette was very weary of them

And Captain out right growled at them

But slowly they were able to earn Marinette's trust back

Not enough to be able to come on Marinette's adventures with her, but enough so that Marinette would seek them out when stuck with the class

And they would seek her out

Not even Lila could bring her down

And she tried

On this trip alone Lila has stolen several of Marinette's projects, tried to get her sent home with no success, has tried to get Captain detained, and has even tried to lock Marinette in several closets throughout the city, but Marinette somehow always got out.

All in all Lila was harmless

Until the last night of the trip when Lila went too far

Damian had tagged along with the class on their finally outing in Gotham

They went to a teens club somewhere near crime alley

Which is why Damian was with them

They made sure to leave the dogs with Alfred so he could take them back to the manor.

The night was going great

Marinette spent the night dancing with Damian, Alix, and Kim

But mostly Damian

Everything was perfect

So of course Lila had to open her big fat mouth

Lila: Oh yeah I've helped super heroes all over the world. I've even helped Batman put away a few rogues.

Villian kid (Edwin) near by: Oh really who?

Lila: You know all the big guys the Riddler, the Penguin, Two-Face,

Edwin: Hm, the Riddler.....

Lila: Yeah he's not so tough.

Lila continue to bad mouth the Riddler as Edwin called his dad to tell him all about this little, french goody goody who helped but him in Jail.

Riddler over the phone: What an interesting development, I wonder if she would like to play a game? *evil laugh*

Marinette slow dancing with Damian: This has been a great night

Damian: I have to agree with you there Angel. *Damian nuzzles Marinette's hair* I don't know what I'm going to do when you leave.

Marinette: I don't either, but I know I never want this to end.

Damian: Even with my annoying brothers

Marinette: Partially because of your annoying brothers. You know I'm an only child, but I always wished I had siblings, so they're like the brothers I never had.

Damian chuckling: don't let them hear you say that. You'll never get rid of them.

Marinette: Who said I would want to. Especially with how close Captain, Ace, and Titus has become. We'll have to fly out to eachother just so they can see eachother again.

Damian smirking: oh most definitely we be terrible pet owners if we didn't

Marinette catching on: You are so right. You'll be coming to Paris during the summer so I guess I'll be coming back to Gotham during the winter.

Damian pulling Marinette closer even though it didn't seem possible: That's not soon enough.

Alix: Hey love birds you do realize that the slow song ended 2 songs ago right?

Damian glared at the pink hair girl as Marinette backed up slightly blushing

Kim: I don't think they did Alix. How cute?

Damian: Yeah yeah let's go get something to drink.

As the small group made their way towards the bar

But before they could reach it chaos erupted in the club

Teenagers were running towards the exit trying to get away from something the group couldn't see

Somehow in the made dash out Marinette was separated from Alix, Kim, and Damian as they got pushed out of the club, but Marinette was pushed further in the club and gets corralled by a group of minions dressed in green

She scanned around the group of teens that were left seeing that all her classmates made it out except for Lila who was standing in the front of the group, but was trying to get behind the frightened teens

Marinette ended up standing next to her facing on of the famous rogues of Gotham the Riddler

Riddler: Hello kitties so sorry to interrupt your night out, but I heard one of you tattletells are the reason I was thrown back in that hellhole we call a prison so I'll give the little pest a chance to step up and we'll play a little game if they win you will all be let go and the pest will die, if they lose, well you all die. Either way that person dies so come on speak up or should I just kill everybody right now.

Lila without a second thought: It was her Marinette!

Marinette: What?!?!

Lila: Yeah it is all her she was the one who was bad mouthing you.

Marinette whispering to Lila: I knew you were mean Lila, but this is just pure evil

Lila smirking at Marinette: Why so shocked Dupen-Cheng? I know you, you wouldn't put innocent lives in danger so there's no way you'll deny it and this way I can get rid of you for good.

Marinette continued to glare at the evil girl as she was pulled up towards the Riddler

Riddler: Well aren't you a little cutie. Is what the loud mouth said true are you to person who helped put me in jail?

Marinette through clenched teeth: Yes

Riddler: Well here's the game goody goody I'm going to tell you a riddle and if you answer correctly we're going to play a game of Russian rullet *Riddler holds up an old revolver* you might get killed, you might not, but if you get on wrong then you get shot with this *Riddler holds up a newer hand gun* instant death. Are you ready?

Marinette trying to hide her fear: Yes

Riddler: Oh what a brave little girl. What is full of holes. But still holds water?

Marinette a little surprised by how easy the riddle was: A spongue

Riddler holding the old gun to Marinette's forehead: Correct

Riddler pulls the trigger as Marinette flinches but only a click is heard

Riddler: Well you live for another riddle. What can you break without picking it up or touching it?

Marinette: A promise

Riddler : Correct again

Riddler repeated the process and got the same result

This process continued for another 10 minutes and both Marinette and the Riddler were starting to get annoyed

Marinette because the riddles were to easy and Riddler because she wasn't dead yet

It should be impossible for her to be still alive

The gun did not have this many rounds

Riddler growling: Okay, Jim and Kate go to the zoo and get eaten by the sea lions but nobody freaks out, why?

Marinette rolling her eyes: Now you just stealing riddles from TheOdd1sout. They're both fish.

As Marinette answers she hears a loud crashing sound

Riddler and his goons look up at the noice and Marinette takes the opportunity to escape

She swiftly pulls Riddler's belt off him causing his pants to fall

She then uses the belt to knock both the guns out of his hands the wrapping the belt around of one of his hands flips over his shoulder grabs his other arm and tie them behind his back using the belt

To add insult to injury she kicks him in the back of his knees bringing him completely down

As Marinette looks up she sees the goons being tied up by Batman and his sidekicks all with shocked looks on their faces

In fact everybody was completely shocked by what Marinette just did

Though unnoticed by her Robin's shocked faced soon turned into a lovesick smile

That's his girl

Batman walking up to Marinette: Good job civilian, we'll take it from here, there are some people waiting outside for you.

Marinette: Thank you Batman

Marinette and the rest of the captured teenagers ran out of the club as soon as possible

They were so busy trying to get away from the trauma they just experienced nobody notice Robin slipping away trying to meet his Angel up front

As Marinette made it out she was bombarded by police officers and camera flashes from reporters

Gordan: Okay boys break it up I'll take this one

Gordon wrapped his arm around the young girl who reminded him of his daughter

Gordon: I know you've been through a lot tonight but can you please tell me what happened?

Marinette nodded her head going over everything that happened including what Lila said to her

Gordon was shocked by what Marinette told him both about how she took down the Riddler and how Lila basically tried to kill her

Gordon: Okay thank you, you go over to your friends while me and my officers gather more information.

Gordon pointed her towards Alix and Kim

As she runs towards her friends she was engulfed in a group hug

Marinette pulling back from the hug: Are you guys okay? You're not hurt are you? Where's Damian? Is he okay?

Kim chuckling: Classic Marinette worrying about others instead of her self

Alix: We're fine Marinette. We got out pretty quickly but we got separated from Damian in the mad rush

Marinette got a worried look on her face as she started twisting around searching for the man she loved

Damian bursting through the crowd: ANGEL!

Marinette running towards Damian: DAMI!

The young lovers ran to eachother embracing eachother in a long hug

Marinette buried her head in his chest letting out a sob as everything caught up with her.

Damian burying his face in her hair: Shh Angel everything's okay now. I'm so sorry I couldn't be there for you. I should have never let go of you

Marinette sniffling into Damian's chest: It's not your fault Damian you had no control of our separation

Damian: I still should have tried harder to stay with you.

The two stayed together refusing to let eachother go afraid that if they did so the other would be lost

They stood there for 30 minutes just hugging eachother as Kim and Alix joined them trying to cheer Marinette up

Gordon walking up to the small group: Several other people collaborated with your story. Ms. Rossi will be takened to the French embassy to be held until your classes flight back to Paris tomorrow we just need to know if you want to press charges?

Damian angry: Of course she'll want to press charges! That girl tried to have her killed!

Marinette softly: I'll handle this Damian. *Marinette turns around to face Comissioner Gordon with Damian's arms still wrapped around her* I would like to press charges Mr. Gordon this has gone on too long, I would also like to look into getting a restraining order on her.

Gordon: of course, we'll make sure that Paris police force understand what happened and your request.

Marinette: Thank you

Ms. Bustier yelling: Okay everybody time to head back to the hotel.

Gordon: Wait one moment Miss but Ms. Rossi is going to be retained at the French embassy for attempted manslaughter of Ms. Dupen-Cheng

Alya: What? Is that what Marinette told you? You shouldn't listen to her she's nothing but a liar.

Gordon: Actually we're doing that not only on Ms. Dupen-Cheng's testimony of events but several other witnesses who heard and saw Ms. Rossi threaten and admit she was trying to get Marinette killed and we also have video from the security cameras showing the same thing. Boys take her away!

Lila most certainly did not go quietly she was yelling all the way to the police cruiser threatening that as soon as she was back in Paris she will be Akumatize and finish the job that Riddler couldn't

Marinette watched terrified as Lila was taken away knowing very well that she would keep her promise if given the chance

Damian tightened his hold on Marinette trying to comfort her: Dont worry Angel I won't let her do anything to you

Marinette pressed herself to Damian trying to get as much comfort from him as possible.

Ms. Bustier grabbing Marinette's arm: Come on Marinette it's time to go.

Marinette looked over at her classmates seeing the murderous glares directed towards her from some of Lila's more dedicated followers

Marinette: I don't want to go back to the hotel Ms. Bustier

Ms. Bustier sighing: Please don't be difficult Marinette. You've already caused enough trouble tonight just get on the bus before you ruin the night for everybody else

Damian: EXCUSE ME! ARE YOU-

Marinette: I'VE CAUSED ENOUGH PROBLEMS?!?!? ALL I'VE BEEN TRYING TO DO IS NOT CAUSE PROBLEMS!! AND IT'S NEVER ENOUGH! WELL I'M TIRED OF BEING YOUR PERFECT EXAMPLE! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PRESSURE THAT PUTS ON MY SHOULDERS! IT'S YOUR JOB TO TEACH YOUR STUDENTS TO BE BETTER PEOPLE NOT MINE! AS SOON AS WE'RE BACK IN PARIS I'M DONE! I'M TRANSFERING FROM YOU CLASS HELL I'M GOING TO TRANSFER TO A DIFFERENT SCHOOL IF I CAN BECAUSE I AM SO DONE! I'M DONE WITH THE BULLYING, I'M DONE WITH THE PRESSURE, AND MOST OF ALL I'M DONE WITH YOUR PACIFIST BULLSHIT!

Marinette was huffing from her outburst finally letting everything out after such a long time.

Marinette could her some clapping throughout the crowd but ignored it turning her attention to Damian.

Marinette: Do you mind if I stay at the Manor tonight?

Damian: Of course Marinette let me call Alfred to come get us and I'll escort you to your hotel room so you can gather your stuff

Marinette: Thank you

After a couple of minutes not only did Alfred show up, but so does Tim, Jason, and Dick

All ready to to kick ass and take names of anybody who even dare look at her the wrong way.

When they got to the hotel they surrounded her like a wall blocking her from reporters and classmates

Marinette gathered her stuff as fast as she could thanking herself for being smart and packing ahead of time

Once they got back to the Manor Captain tackled Marinette

Licking and cuddling into her trying to comfort his girl

He couldn't believe he let her be put in so much danger

He should have never let her out of his sight while is such a dangerous city

Captain let out a whimper trying to convey how sorry he was

Marinette: It's okay Captain I'm fine, I'm safe and everything is going to be fine better than before even.

Captain still stayed close to her side

Titus and Ace did also sensing the distress rolling of the girl followed her

As Marinette slipped into the bathroom she was finally able to comfort and thank Tikki for saving her life by using her power to make sure the bullet never got shot

And also promised to slip some cookies to her as soon as she could

After getting a good hug from each of the Wayne's and Marinette grabbing some cookies for Tikki she made her way to her guest room just wanting this night to be over.

When the Batfam was sure Marinette was in for the night they made their way down to the batcave to discuss what happened

Damian: Father if you think I'm going to let Marinette out of my sight after what happened tonight you're crazy

Bruce: Think this through Damian smothering isn't going to make her any safer it's just going to make her resent you.

Jason: I dont like it anymore than you do Demon Spawn but he's right. You can't hover over Marinette her whole life, but we do need to look into what's going on in Paris more.

Dick: You're right Jason, Rossi was saying something about being Akumatized and killing Marinette that can't be good.

Bruce: Your right Dick. So when Damian goes to Paris in a couple of weeks we'll come along and assess the situation and see if we need to step in

Damian: If Marinette gets even a scratch on her I'm going to do more than just step in I'm going to find whoever responsible and dual them to the pain

Tim: Did you just quote Princess Bride

Damian: I watched it with Marinette a couple of days ago

The rest of the batfam: Awwww

Dick, Jason, and Tim giving Brice a weird look

Bruce: Don't judge me

Marinette tried her best to fall asleep that night cuddling up to Captain but she jus couldn't

When the clock showed it was 1am Marinette decided to seek out Damian

Marinette: Captain? *perked up and looked at his girl* Can you please help me find Damian?

Captain jumped off the bed and headed to the door

Before Marinette opened the door she turned towards Tikki

Marinette: Tikki I'm going to go see if I can sleep with Damian do you want to come with or stay here?

Tikki: I'll stay here Marinette. I don't want you stressing about keeping me hidden tonight

Marinette: Okay Tikki good night.

Marinette followed Captain down a couple of doors before they stopped in front of the door

Marinette knocked on the door and after a couple of minutes Damian opened the door looking a little ruffled from sleep

Marinette: Sorry to wake you Damian, but can I please sleep with you tonight

Damian: Of course Angel come on

Damian and Marinette settled into Damian's bed seeming to fit together perfectly as Marinette rested her head on Damian's chest and he wraps his arms around her keeping her close

Captain made himself comfortable next to Titus but also lays across the young couple's legs

The next day Lila was sent on a later flight back the Fance to a town outside of Paris so that she wouldn't be akumatized by Hawkmoth and she can face the consequences of her crimes

Marinette shared a long goodbye with the Wayne's in the airport

They were nice enough to upgrade Marinette's seat to first class and even got Captain a seat so he didn't have to stay in the cargo hold

And as Marinette said her goodbyes to the people who've became her second (or third is you count Jagged, Penny, and Clara) family Captain was saying goodbye to Titus and Ace

Captain: I'm going to miss you guys so much you have become my pack and I wish I could take you with me

Titus: And I wish you could stay, I love you

Titus gave Captain a big lick to the side of his face

Captain: Thanks Titus, I... love you too

Titus: I'm going to cry

Ace giggling: Thanks for that Titus

Ace nuzzling Captain's neck: I love you Captain I wish we can stay together.

Captain nuzzling her back: I wish I could to your my mate and I hate to be away from you for so long, but my girl needs me, but I heard our humans talking and they do plan to visit eachother again so we will be together again. One day permanently I can tell.

As the girl and her dog boarded the plane they may be leaving their loves behind today but it won't be forever

Thanks to this trip Marinette is a stronger person, and Captain learned to be a little softer

As Kim pass he tried to give Captain a pat on the head only for Captain to give him a little growl before he could

Like I said he learned to be a LITTLE softer

Bonus

2 weeks after returning from Paris Marinette recieved a very interesting call from Damian

Damian: Hey Angel weird question but is Captain fixed

Marinette: Oh no, after everything that happened to him it just seemed cruel to do that to him too. Why?

Damian: Because Ace is pregnant Captain is the only one who could be the father

Marinette shocked: What?

Marinette looking at Captain: You little hound dog.

Captain: What?

@felicityroth @northernbluetongue @mystery-5-5 @sidefrienda @tbehartoo @hypnosharkrebeldreamer @sonif50 @t-nikki10 @dawnwave16

[galactic-magick]

Distance: Patton x Reader

Request: Hii! Could i get a Patton x Reader with the prompts 14 and 35 in the beginning, then 8 towards the end please? I had this idea where its a human au and Patton and Reader met when they were young at summer camp. Patton feels homesick and Reader sees them and decided to comfort them. Years pass and they get jobs and stuff and because they didnt live near eachother they'd usually talk on the phone, but stopped. One day reader calls and says prompt 8 and Patton confesses his love on the phone. - @autumnfalls26​

Summary: Your childhood best friend you met at a summer camp crosses your mind again.

Words: 1400+                                        

Warnings: none I think? Touch of angst ig

Author’s Notes: Present day is in normal text and flashback to when you were kids is in italics. Idk why I got emotional writing this lol. Maybe cuz I’m a Patton kinnie.

Taglist: @luluwinchester​ @nerve-ous-love​ @zarieslayer​ @amayaisokay​

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The door shuts, and you let out a long awaited breath.

It wasn’t any different than a normal day. You got up. You went to work. And now you’re home.

But every day it hurts more and more, the constant strain of being an adult and having to abandon your dreams for more “productive” activities. Your life feels empty, like something is missing.

You slump on the couch and glance at the shelf, pictures lined up in no particular order. Family and friends occupy the frames, and one of them has a group picture of the summer camp you went to when you were younger.

You hoist yourself up, walking over and grabbing the latter. Everyone’s smiling, sweaty and dirty, and you get a laugh out of your younger self’s chubby cheeks and toothy grin.

You look at the little boy next to you. Patton Sanders was his name.

Is, you correct yourself. He’s still around, even though you don’t talk anymore.

It’s not that anything happened. You just, grew apart. You connected so well as kids at that camp, becoming best friends basically on the first day. After it was over you talked on the phone almost every day throughout middle school, high school around once a week, but after that, the contact lessened. With college and jobs and whatnot, you simply stopped talking as much.

And now you can’t remember the last time you called him.

 “Are you okay?” you plopped down on the bench next to the boy you saw crying.

He sniffled, looking at you, “Yeah, I’m fine,”

“Hi fine, I’m Y/N!”

His tears stopped almost as if by command, and he stared at you.

Then he burst out laughing, “You like dad jokes too?”

“What do you mean? I’m not a dad,” you shook your head.

“Oh. Sorry. One of the big kids told me that’s what my jokes are called,”

“Did the big kids make you cry?” you cocked your head.

“No, I was just feeling sad,” another tear started to fall despite you lightening his mood.

“Why?”

“I miss home. I’ve never been away from home this long without my parents,”

You stood up firmly, your hands on your hips and staring right at him, “Will you quit raining on your own parade? We can do whatever we want here! No parents means no rules!”

“I guess so…”

“We can play on the playground as long as we want! We don’t have to eat vegetables! We can stay up late!” you didn’t mean to yell at him, you were just excited. “What’s your name anyway?”

“Patton,”

“Hi Patton,” you grabbed his arm and pulled him up. “C’mon, let’s go explore,”

“B-But what if we get lost? What if we get in trouble?”

“It’s okay, I’ll be holding your hand the entire time,”

And just like that, your hand slid into his, and he didn’t let go for dear life.

 The camp was only for a week, but you spent nearly every minute together. Patton felt safe with you, and you loved hanging out with him. You stuck by him during all the meals and group activities, and your free time too. Fortunately your cabins happened to be next to each other as well, and a couple of the nights you snuck out and just talked for hours on the swing set.

You’d never had a real best friend before, and neither had he. When your parents came to pick you up you immediately begged them to exchange numbers and emails so you could keep in touch. You houses weren’t extremely far apart, but still a couple cities away, a little over an hour’s drive. You thought you might be able to meet up once in a while, but not often.

 You set the picture back down, sighing. Childish memories usually make people happy, so why does this sting so much?

Is this what missing someone feels like? Really missing someone?

You pull out your phone from your pocket and bring up his contact.

You can’t imagine he’d want to hear from you. Why would he? What are you even supposed to say? “Hey man, long time no see”?

Incredibly underwhelming compared to what you want to say.

You want to tell him how much he meant to you all those years. How much it meant for him to talk to you every time you needed it. You told him everything, literally every single detail about your day. You laughed at each other’s dumb jokes. You cried over the phone multiple times, and so did he.

You helped each other with homework that neither of you could understand.

You tried to see each other in person at least once a year.

When you asked him to your school dance and he wasn’t able to make it, he made it up to you by sending you a package full of your favorite things and video calling you for hours.

When his pet dog died, you drove all the way to his house just to give him a hug, even though your parents didn’t like you taking the car without permission.

All you want is to know how he is. You want to know if he’s doing well, if life is treating him alright. Does he have a partner? He must, right? Is he still at the same job? Did he finish his degree?

You press the call button before you can convince yourself out of it.

He picks up surprisingly fast.

“Y/N?”

“Hey, Pat,” you smile at the sound of his voice. “Sorry about this, I’m sure you’re busy,”

“No! Not busy at all,”

“Oh,” you sit back down on the couch. “I know this might sound kind of stupid, but I was just thinking about you today, ya know, wishing we were kids again,”

There’s a silence.

“Pat? You there?”

“Y-yeah, sorry,” nervous laughter muffles his words. “I’ve just been thinking about you too. Coincidence, huh?”

“I just…I feel so bad that we barely talk anymore, ya know? Like you were my best friend for my entire life, how could I lose you like that?” you can’t believe you’re saying all this so freely, but it’s always been like that with him. It’s like you physically can’t hold anything back, even when he’s on the phone miles away.

“You never lost me,”

“What?”

“You never lost me, Y/N. I’ve always thought of you as my best friend no matter how much or little we’re talking. I’ll always wait for you,”

Your eyes water at that last comment. Although it sounded more like a promise.

“You know,” he continues. “While we’re on the subject, I should probably tell you something I should’ve told you a long time ago,”

“Mmhm?”

“Well, I kind of was in love with you, during all that time,”

“Really?”

“Yeah…And if I’m being honest, I think I still am,”

You clap your hand over your mouth and almost drop your phone.

I mean, it’s not like you’re dumb. You knew there was always something there between you, and it certainly wasn’t one sided. But it was something unspoken, something neither of you ever put words to.

And you assumed it faded away along with your friendship.

But after hearing him say that, everything comes flooding back. All the other memories, all the feelings.

At this point you’d just marry him on the spot.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

You clear your throat, “Yeah, I’m fine,”

“Hi fine, I’m Patton,”

You chuckle, and he laughs right along with you.

“Gosh I wish I could see you right now so I can say that back,” you sigh.

“Just a minute,” he says, abruptly ending the call.

You sit there staring at your empty screen, wondering what happened.

He doesn’t think he can literally get here in a minute, does he?

Knock. Knock.

You run to the door and open it, shocked to see Patton standing right there in front of you.

Before you can say anything, he pulls you into a tight hug.

“How did you get here so fast?” you mumble into his shoulder.

“I was thinking about you, so I wanted to see you and surprise you. I was already almost here when you called me,”

“Wow,” is all you can muster.

He lets you go, but only so he can bring his hands to the sides of your face. You look into his eyes, and there’s nothing but joy in them. No bitterness, no anger, just love.

“I love you too, by the way,” you smile, your cheeks squishing a bit against his palms.

He looks like he’s about to cry, but you’ll never know for sure.

Because his lips are on yours faster than you can ask if he’s okay again.

[mochikeiji]

When Somebody Loved Me // TsukkiYama

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Pairings: Tsukishima Kei x Yamaguchi Tadashi

a/n: I may have randomly listened again to "When Somebody Loves Me" in Toy Story 3, and got this idea ヽ( ´¬`)ノ Parenthesis are the song lyrics!

GIF is not mine!

(When somebody loved me

Everything was beautiful)

Yamaguchi was the type of person to go through his past a lot randomly. Like the time he first watched volleyball, the time he was bullied, and the time he first met a friend. His only friend. He had never felt so complete the day he trailed behind Tsukishima's back. What's more is that he wasn't bothered or pushing him away like other people did.

For once someone actually liked his presence, and has stuck up with him from childhood to teenage years.

(Every hour spent together

Lives within my heart)

"Nice serve." The blonde praises quietly, making Yamaguchi grip the ball on his palms, a fire lit inside of him as determination and happiness mixed.

His happiness always so humble. A simple praise from his cool and amazing friend would always leave a mark on his heart, a song that will always be on replay in his head.

In game, or in school, every moment he had with Tsukishima he cherished everyday. He felt blessed, too blessed that he began to feel selfish from having such an amazing blessing. He thanks the heavens for him everyday.

He thanks and prays with every heart and soul that this would remain the same.

(And when he was sad

I was there to dry his tears)

"Will you stop calling yourself lame!" Yamaguchi finds himself yelling at him, he was never the one to lose his shy, soft spoken self, but he has no control when the people he loves says they hate themselves or even makes a bad comment about their selves.

Tsukishima looks at him, face in shock, and wet from splashing water onto it. "If you keep doing that, then you're going to be lamer than you already are!" Yamaguchi puffs his cheeks, trying to look tough, and angry. Tsukishima was still frozen, it wasn't all the time he gets to see his timid friend become a loud yet strong willed person.

And it wasn't all the time Yamaguchi would see Tsukishima tore himself apart by blaming himself from not being good enough at something.

(And when was happy so was I

When he loved me)

Wiping his face with a clean towel, and placing back his normal glasses, he smiles, "Since when did you get so cool?" Yamaguchi flinches, but shyly scratches the back of his head, "I'm still the same person, Tsukki." smiling softly as the blonde made his way through the door. Stopping by putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Thank you." leaving behind Yamaguchi with an idiotic yet adorable smile on his face, before snapping out of his thoughts when he was alone in the bathroom.

"T-tsukki! Wait!"

(Through the summer and the fall

We had each other, that was all

Just he and I together

Like it was meant to be)

The two friends made their way to the gym for a summer training. It was weird to see Hinata and Kageyama aren't early as they always been. Tanaka made a comment that they were out jogging or racing eachother, and that they'll be late.

Yamaguchi doesn't complain though, he likes moments where it's just them, and no members trying to pull them apart for separate practices. Every second felt like it was just the two of them in their own little world.

Placing down their bags, they warmed up together, having a little chat, "You seem to always stare at Yachi san a lot, don't you." he says, now stretching his other leg. "N-no! I just think she's adorable, Tsukki! No feelings at all!" Yamaguchi rambles, afraid that the male would be thinking of such things. "I'm kidding, jeez, can't take a joke?" chuckling a little at him, Yamaguchi stayed silent. "I don't like Yachi san..." he takes a deep breath, and looks at Tsukishima with a blush on his face "I o-only like you, Tsukki!" he confesses, it was now or never.

He was surprised to see the way he smiled, not the snarky or sarcastic one. But a genuine, real one. One where you can read his emotions loud and clear.

"I know, idiot."

(And when he was lonely

I was there to comfort him)

Sitting on a cemented bench in silence, Yamaguchi watches Tsukishima take another sip of his favorite drink with his headphones on his ears.

Tsukishima just texted him that no one was at his place, and that he was getting bored. So he asked if they could meet at the place where they used to play as kids. It was now their usual hang out spot after school days. Yamaguchi could never say no, and rushed out. He even treats him with his favorite drink.

But he knows random calls like these coming from him usually meant he was troubled. Yeah he wasn't good at expressing his feelings much, but after so many years of being with him, he had memorized him like a poem.

(And I knew that he loved me)

"Hey" he straightens up his posture as he hums in response, "Thanks for this." Looking back at the freckled male with a smile, raising his canned drink. Smiles from Tsukishima to Yamaguchi meant a lot of things. It can either be, "you're an idiot.", "oh god why am I with this person.",

"I love you, I hope you know that."

Yamaguchi just smiles at him, and nods happily.

"Anything for you, Tsukki."

(So the years went by

I stayed the same

But he began to drift away)

Graduation was nearing, he had seen Tsukishima become more busy, and hasn't been attending practice much. He knows he was an intelligent person, one who wants to keep their future and finances in check. He was working hard for both that and his passion in volleyball.

But somehow he feels him slowly become an entire different person. Much like Kageyama back in middle school when he explained his story. He seemed to become someone who prefers to be alone. Like when they were kids.

Yamaguchi couldn't serve the ball properly from his thinking, always messing up like when he was in first year.

Today was no different, he watches as he blocks again another ball from the new members of the team. But he seemed to be less into the game. Not like he wasn't before, but now, it felt like he was just someone else.

Like a the boy he first had his eyes on when they were kids. Just a stranger.

(I was left alone

Still I waited for the day)

"H-hey, Tsukki. Let's go home together." He tries making small talk, but the roots on his feet felt like they were pulling him down as he faces a completely different aura from him.

"I'm heading home first. My brother and I have some things to attend to." he just watch as Tsukishima stuffs all of his belongings in his bag, "T-then I'll come with you—"

"Just stay and practice. You don't have to keep following me around all the time."

Frozen at his spot as the male leaves. How long has this been annoying him? The fact that he was inseparable from him, was he getting annoyed of him?

Yamaguchi looked like a kicked out puppy, wondering what he did wrong to him.

(When he'd say, "I will always love you")

He didn't dare act like that to Yamaguchi. The boy was just too precious to be acting all scary. But now, he just snapped, and walked away.

But Yamaguchi was understanding, kind. He prays he'd come by— back to his normal self again.

(Lonely and forgotten

Never thought he'd look my way)

After graduation, Tsukishima wasn't coming to him anymore. He stopped walking together with the boy. Doesn't even congratulate him after the ceremony. Even the following months of break, he didn't show up. Yamaguchi had never felt so cold. It was as if the feelings he had felt as a child came back to him.

Yamaguchi held back his tears, as he focused on finishing his requirements for college. He always hated being alone. He hoped he never had to feel this way again like before. It was an awful spirit to ever eat him.

Does this mean they'd already broken up? Was he brave enough to bring it up after so long? No he wasn't. He was still the same loving person he was.

But oh how he missed his sarcastic lover.

He cleaned up his pile of notes, and finished his coffee, staring out the window from the cafe he was in. He had to head home soon, or he'd be caught up by the rain. Sure as hell be a bummer if his notes got soaked. Before he even had the chance to get up, he was met by a familiar glasses person, blonde hair now longer than before.

"T-tsukki." he stutters out, before he was able to great him, Yamaguchi runs out of the cafe, his chest feeling heavy as he ran. He wished he could've stayed, he wanted to. But he was so afraid. He stopped running when he felt a drizzle of rain drop from the tip of his nose, it began to pour as he runs to a near alley with a roof, and settles there.

(And he smiled at me and held me

Just like he used to do)

His breathing calms down, "Thank goodness." he sighs, "My notes are saved." smiling sadly at the thought of leaving his "lover" back there, his eyes began to water again, hugging his bag as he buries his face against it. He felt horrible. He felt like a bad person.

"Oi." he felt a hand on his hunched back, "That was pretty stupid of you to run into the rain like that." his body didn't move an inch as the hand lingered, "The man back there in the cafe was worried his regular costumer had run out, a pain really to make me come and get you." slowly he looks up from his bag, he whimpers at the sight.

He was smiling.

"I'm sorry." Words like these never was expected to come out of Tsukishima's mouth. But in Yamaguchi's case, he was the only one allowed to see his other sides. "I'm so sorry, it took me long, I know." he sat on the concrete floor. Usually he'd cringe at how disgusting it was, but he didn't pay attention to it. "I'm sorry I treated you like that— like this." referring to the males crying state.

"I'm sorry, Tadashi. Please forgive me."

(Like he loved me

When he loved me)

Throwing his bag to the side, Yamaguchi spreads his arms out wide, and nuzzles himself on Tsukishima, crying, murmuring various of words like, "Its okay.", "I'm sorry." "Thank God." "I love you. "

Placing a hand on his head as he pushes himself deeper into his chest. "You did nothing wrong." Tsukishima confirms, pressing a soft kiss at the crown of his head. "I love you too, I promise I'll make it up."

But this was more than enough to Yamaguchi. Judt having him back in his arms was already more than he could ask for.

(When somebody loved me

Everything was beautiful)

That was about a year ago.

Apparently Tsukishima and his brother had a bit of an argument, and problems regarding his college. He explained everything to Yamaguchi while waiting for the rain to stop pouring that day.

The next day, to his delight, Tsukishima drops by his house like he always does. This time, he was the one treating him out. Yamaguchi remembers that day Tsukishima surprised him with a fluffy yellow dinosaur saying that if he ever felt sad, know that he's there, as a dinosaur. And boy, that was the most wholesome moment he can never forget.

He treated him with so much dates, despite not being an outgoing person. But he'd do anything to make up for the pain he has caused him, and proves his promises in never doing it ever again.

(Every hour spent together

Lives within my heart)

"You're quiet, it's freaking me out." Yamaguchi takes his eyes off his book, meeting his lovers who was sitting on his work table. "Sorry Tsukki, I was spacing out." Laughing nervously, placing the book on the table of their little apartment they had just got together.

Tsukishima blinks before removing his headphones and walked towards the couch, "What were you thinking?" he says down, rubbing comforting circles at his hand. Yamaguchi smiles at the gesture, knowing he was the only one who can make Tsukishima soft and nice. "Just reminiscing the past." humming as he smiles at the warm feeling in his chest.

"It's not the bad ones, is it?" And yes, Tsukishima still has his sarcasm laced with him. "Only the lame ones." that didn't mean Yamaguchi can't pick up on him. The rain outside poured heavily, a convenience to his reminiscing memories. Finally it was just the two of them, what's better is that this time it was always the two of them in the same roof on their heads.

(When he loved me)

Soft lips were met on his cheek, the hand still holding his lovingly. "I love you." He whispered, as if he was hiding himself from the prying ears and eyes of the unknown world around him.

Moments like these, he cherished like they were a present from Christmas. Everything, he can never forget. As long as it was with Tsukishima, everything will be beautiful.

"I love you too, Tsukki."

[kpopluvclb]

City Lights

Pairing: neighbor!jisung x reader, bestfriend!jisung x reader

Genre: fluff, definitely

Word counts: A LOT

Summary: the story of Park Jisung and you

Song recs: crush culture - conan gray + lovely - billie eilish

Author note: It was written late in the night and i’m sorry for any mistakes:/ but please don’t judge me about the birthday part please. Thank you!

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You were 12, when you stepped out of the apartment of your parents. You lived near the city center. You were on your way to the supermarket to buy some snacks for the evening, since your parents been away for two weeks nearly, because of work. They had to trust you and your brother fast, because of their work they would be away often, but you take it well. You enjoy the time alone. You were about to lock the door as you noticed the package in front of your neighbor door. With a confused look, you let your body move forward to the door frame to look if someone is standing there and of course, they stood a small family. Two adults and their son. He seemed taller than you and so older as well. His head turned around still unknown with the new surrounding. He noticed you at the door frame and a small smile appear on his lips. His body turned in your way and his legs started to walk towards you. “Hi, I’m Jisung.” He held out his hand. You looked at the latter hand confused, then you connected your hands. “Hi, welcome in the neighbourhood. I’m y/n. I’m living right there, if you need anything.” You smiled at him. His parents noticed you and you introduced them as well. “Jisung, why aren’t you going with y/n. Maybe she can show you the surrounding.” His mom said. He looked at you, while you were nooding. You two walked down the floor to the elevator and you immediately pulled out a lollie. He watched your actings and smiled at it. “Soo, why do you move in here?” You asked, looking at his side profile. “Well, my parents aren’t that often at home and so we couldn’t be in our old house, because they didn’t wanted me alone so often, since I have no siblings.” He answered. “Oh, I know what you mean. My brother and I are often alone as well. If you want you can come over. Isn’t it hard to leave your friends behind you?” You asked him. “Well, I didn’t really had friends when I lived there, so it wasn’t a big deal.” He said, looking at the floor. The elevator arrived and you two moved inside the empty metal box. “Oh I’m sorry, but now you have friends and good ones.” You told him, pushing his side a bit. “Oh really?” He asked. You laughed his reaction. “Yes jisung.”

Time flew and even before the school started again you and jisung became closer. You two weren’t so shy anymore around eachother. Jisung got to know your brother Jaemin, who is 2 years older than you and him. He saw Jisung as a little brother to him with the time. You three hang out often, since you were often alone. They were many sleepovers with movie nights or backing or cooking sessions. Jaemin often brought his friends over too, so you all started to form to a group. School started and it was even funnier with Jisung than before. Lunch time which were often in the library. Time flies and years as well.

Your 16th birthday and since it’s always in the summer holidays so it’s was for sure that you held a small party. It was the second birthday were your parents couldn’t make it, but they called you and wished you the best. The present you will get when they are back.

“Y/N!!” Jaemin yelled. “YOUR GUESTS ARE HERE!!” “DON’T YELL AT ME, EVEN IF YOU ARE OLDER.” You yelled back. “YAH, I can yell at you whenever I want! You little ugly cucumber.” He said while walking in the kitchen. “Yess, drrramaaa” Hyuck said while sitting down. “Don’t name me cucumber when you know that I hate them you little rat.” you said. “OKAAYY. Let’s stop your little fight and let’s start celebrating.” Mark said. “Oh Canadaa. You crashed it.” Hyuck growled. You laughed. “Hello to you too my sunshines.” You went in a hug, but Mark held something in front of your face. “Happy birthday lil sis. I wish you the best. You deserve everything in the world. Unbelievable how fast time flies, I feel my tears again. I’m crying over that for a few days haha.” He said. “No joke he really does. I went to his place a few days and he sat there with old pictures and cried on the floor. I went home in the second I came.” Hyuck throw in. “Thank you Hyuck for exposing me like this... anyways, i love you. Thank you for the time we spent together and will.” You hugged him and stayed for that. “Thank you Mark. This means a lot like you do.” You said. “My LOVELY BESTEST FRIEND IN THE WORLD. MY SUNSHINE. Happy birthday to you and you only. Just the best for you and I wish you the best. Love you, you know that. Stay the way you are and please keep sharing your lollies with me. I’m addicted because of you.” He said. “I will Hyuck. Thank you to you as well. I love you both so much.”

You knew them before you could even speak. The 3 of your moms were best friends and that’s how you became friends. You are the youngest of them so it was sure all of you were like siblings and everyone was okay with that. You told each other everything.

The bell rang again. “WHERE IS MY FAVOURITE BIRTHDAY GIRL??” Someone yelled from the other side, which cause you to smile. You opened the door and a happy Chenle jumped in your arms. “MY LITTLE BAMBI. I WISH YOU THE BEST. LEMME LOOK AT YOU. SO GREW UP OMG. I can’t believe that. Happy birthday sweet cheeks. Love you!!” He said while hugging you. “Here is your present.” He handed you. You hugged him again and mumbled a small “thank you so so so much”.

Time flew not that fast and the bell rang again. You opened the door and 3 boys stand before. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOSER! I wish you the best and more! Love you, you cinnamon roll.” Renjun handed you his present and pulled you in a hug. “Thank you junnie!!” You hugged him back. “Happy birthday bubbles. I wish you the absolutely best! You deserve the world! Love you peaches.” Jeno gave you a soft hug and gabe you a small present. You don’t lie, when you say he gives the best hugs ever. “Thank you Jeno pie.” You said in the hug. “Happy birthday to my best friend.” You can hear the soft voice of Jisung. “I wish you the absolutely best and all what you wish for! Be happy and bubbly forever. That’s just you. Love you sweetheart.” He went for hug and you could feel your heart skipped a beat. You ignored that and hugged him back. You maybe hugged for to long, because you noticed how quiet it got. You enjoyed it. You enjoyed his company. You went back to the kitchen and found your group in a very quiet, but with suspected smiles, mood. They all looked at you with a suspicious smile while you walked in the kitchen. You let it be and brought the cake.

You guys had lots of fun and laughed like A LOT. But your eyes always find the way to Jisung. You thought it would be unnoticed but as soon as the most of them were away and you were alone with Hyuck, Mark, Jeno and Jaemin, you knew there is something up. “Y/n... i have a question.” Mark got to your side. “You know we can talk about everything,, soo...” “Ugh Mark you make it more complicated than it is.” Hyuck said. You looked at them with confusing. “What we wanted to ask: Do you have any feelings for Jisung which are not on a best friend level?” Jaemin blurred out. Then it hits you. Do you? He was always at your side in the past years, he gave you reputation, you cried yourself out when sad feeling hits you, he gave you cuddles when you felt lonely, he gave you his hoodies when you felt cold, he gave you small kisses on your head when you felt nervous. You were kinda shocked. “Well, maybee.” You turned around and hoped they didn’t noticed your blush. “If that isn’t that what I waited for the last year than I’m not longer Hyuck. Finally.” Hyuck stated his thoughts. You were confused. “What?” “Nothing darling. We are just happy for you. Since when are the feelings there?” Jeno asked. “Hahah, to be honest I don’t know, I just realised it after I got reminded.” You said in a quiet voice. “Ohh-.” They did in sync. You got panicked. “I would love to continue that conversation, but I’m really tired and I want to shower before I go to bed. I wish you all a good night and to those who I see tomorrow in the morning, I will bring some things. Anyways, I love you guys, Good night.” You walked out of the kitchen not letting them a chance to talk back.

Never in a million years you thought you would fall for your best friend. You heard a soft knock on your door. “Y/n...are you up?” Mark asked softly through the door. He always came into your room when he stayed over. He liked your company and the late night talks with you. “Yeah,, come in buddy.” You told him and were about to make the spot in your bed for him. “Thank you.” He layed beside you, taking you in his arms. You stayed like that for a while and you could continue that forever. There were never a awkward silence between you two and you liked that a lot. “Since when do you like him for real?” He started. You wanted to “huh?” but you knew about who he was talking.

“To be honest, I never really thought of it. It felt all so normal and I was sure there was just friendly feelings for each other. Of course I laid in my bed sometime and thought about it, but I came to the conclusion that when I would like him, he wouldn’t like me back, so I decided to held against it. But then you guys ask and all the feelings came again and I questioned myself. It’s not even out of my mind now..” you told. “Oh okay.” “You have nothing to say more about it?” “What do you want me to say? I’m happy for you little one. You deserve to be happy with a partner. I hope Jisung has the same feelings. Do you wanna tell him?” He stated. “Hold on,,, I just realised it.. I will watch it and then I think about it again.” You said. He grins at you and with a sleepy voice he cuddle himself in your blankets and before he drove of he told you: “Everything will be okay, hun. Just take the time you need.” “I will Mark, thank you.” “Good night lil peach. Sleep well”

So the holidays were almost over and your feelings for Jisung just grew. Your heart flattered when you heard his laugh. You felt the blush in your cheeks when he hugged you for to long. He were everywhere and you were straight falling. Falling in love.

“Are you listen to me Y/n?” He snapped you out of your thought. You shaked your head. “I’m sorry, what were you saying?” You gave him an apologetic smile. “Do you want to go the roof tomorrow? Just the two of us with the pretty view like in the old days. Kinda celebrating our last holiday day.” He looks at you while drinking his milkshake. “Of course!!! I would love to. When ?” “Is 5pm good? I will bring everything and you have to make popcorn okay? We will stay there over night as well.”

Tomorrow came sooner as you thought and you stood there making enough popcorn for a big family. “It should be okay.” You looked at the time. *4 pm*. You jumped in the shower and clothed yourself in cute, but comfortable clothes. While showering you decide to take the chance and tell him about your feelings.

Around 5 you heard a soft knock. “Y/n~~~” Jisung said. “On the top is everything ready, are you ready too?” “Of course Jisungie.” He told you a joke while going up and your stomach kept swirling. He was your mood maker, whatever it was. As you got up you saw what he did. He turned your little place into a beautiful watching spot. The matresses which laid there were decorated with blankets, blankets and even more blankets. As well as pillows. In the middle stood his laptop and a series of movies. All the favourite ones of you two. “How beautiful you did that oh my god.” “You like it?” He asked nervously. “Of course,, it’s so chill and relaxing. Really really beautiful.”

You heard him something mumble but couldn’t get what he said. “What did you say?” You asked him with interest. “Nothing, just that the view is beautiful.” He said. Hours went and so the sun went and the moon came. You liked the night, because it was so quiet and it brought so many mysteries with it. You saw how the city was lighted and stopped the movie to go to the edge. “Isn’t it beautiful?” You asked Jisung while looking at the sight before you. You didn’t noticed the look Jisung gaves you: “Yeah.” He answered.

“Y/n? Can we please talk?” Jisung started. You looked at him confused. Your heart beats faster but you nod. “About everything you know that.” You answered him. “But I don’t want to talk about everything. I want to talk about you. I want to talk about us.” He looked you in the eye. “W-why do you want to talk about u-us?” You asked with stutter. “You know Y/n- Ever since I know you, you left a big impression in my life. I knew people, who stepped in my life and I was with them 24/7, but I got tired of them easily. Till I met and had the chance to know you. I still thank you that you came over as we moved in and that you showed me the surrounding. Timing couldn’t be better. If you were just a minute to late, everything could be in a other way. But I don’t want that in a other way. I don’t want us in a other way. I don’t know since when but I started to feel more than just friendly feelings for you. I always pushed them aside because it felt weird. But they came always back. But that’s okay. And I wouldn’t be angry at you or mad if you don’t feel the same. I know it’s a bit running over, but I held it in for to long..” he finally said.

“Jisung-“ you started. He looked at you. “I want you to know that you are an incredible human and no one in the world can take that away from you.” You said while tearing up. “Why are you crying softie?” He laughed while taking your face in his hands. “Please, hear me out.” You said. “I don’t know when or what happened, but since my birthday I realised my feelings. You are breath taking. Absolutely stunning. I would lie if I say that your laugh wouldn’t warm up my heart. And Ilove your hugs...” you said. “Park Jisung, I like you.” You said with happy outcoming and burning salt water on your heated cheeks. Finally you had that weight off your shoulders. You could breathe finally normal. He were shocked at first, but then he took you in his arms and hugged you tight. You took your arms and slung them around his waist while he brought you closer every second. You stayed for this for a while, eyes closed taking deep breaths of his scent. “We are now girl- and boyfriend, right?” You asked with a soft voice. “If you want us to. Of course.” He answered. “Do you want?” You looked at him with worries. He kissed your forehead and nose. “Definitely. Please be the light in my darkness.” He asked you still holding you and looking at your beautiful face. You laughed at it. “Only if you are always shining so bright as you can beside me. Like thoses city lights.” You looked at him. He kissed your forehead with love and agreeing. “Can we lay down please? I’m a bit sleepy.” You half yawned and resting against your boyfriends chest.

You two came back to school, seeing each other before you meet the others. Walking towards them hand in hand. Close to each other, smiling and laughing. “I knew it! I mean, I’m happy for you two!” Hyuck greeted you with hugs. “Thank you haha.” The others who came over the day got it that you two are together now, but weren’t surprised. They said: “It was a matter of time, but we are still happy for you!”

Dating Park Jisung is connected with lots of cuddles and hand holding. He is still the softie you know and there weren’t a sign of it that would change. There weren’t many new things, you just went to dates and cuddling in your bed whenever you had both freetime.

For both of you it could stay like that forever. You were both the others safe place, the others light.

The city lights for each other, which guide you through life.

[timeisacurse]

The summer of Cousin Jessy pt.1

All the trouble started when my cousin Jessy came to stay with us that summer. Before him, my life was easy, simple. Everything was exactly what it seemed to be. 

But the day he arrived everything began to change. The second he got here my mother gave us some money to go get icecream while she talked to my aunt. We roamed around town, catching up, messed around, and in all the fun he shoved me a bit too hard into a doorway just as someone was stepping out of it. I had said sorry without knowing who it was, but I wish I hadn’t said anything. I looked into her face and I instantly I had wished I had never been born. 

I had not noticed where my hand had landed, but as I tightened my grip into a fist,instinctively, like out of muscle memory, I was half shocked as I unintentionally groped her chest.  Jessy was always saying dumb things at the right moment, and for what he said then, I wanted to kill him. 

“Easy there, Joe, you should buy the girl dinner first before you get handsy.” 

 She had already started to shove me off and into the other side of the brick arch way before I had let go, so the top button of her shirt went with me. My head hit the brick behind me and I stared at her for a moment in a daze. My eyes fell to her bare shoulder and then to the bra that peaked out from beneath her shirt. She pulled her top closed and slapped me hard across the face before running away down the sidewalk. 

“I’m a dead man.” I said, rubbing the back of my head. 

“You’ll live.” He paused. “She’s cute.” He watched her as she ran. “You know her?”

“I used to.” I told him, rubbing the back of my head. His jaw dropped and he turned back to look at me. 

“That’s not the bruiser that used to rub your face in the mud, is it?”

“Yep.” I kept going back in time in my head and looking at her face. It was so different now.  

“Well then maybe you are right. You might be a dead man after all.” He bent down and picked up the button. “Unless you go apologize.” I tried to object, but he kept talking. “I can’t take you home to your mother looking like that or she will be bound to ask around and find out what an animal her son is.”

“You know it wasn’t like that.” 

“Hey, I am just calling it like I saw it.” He put his hands up in defense. “And from here it looks like you owe her an apology before she tells all her friends and you’re labeled as a creep all summer, or who knows, maybe for life.”

“Fine.” I told him, and started walking towards her house. We used to be on the same bus and it was not too far. I shoved my hands in my pockets and sulked as we walked, trying not to think about what happened but not being able to get it out of my mind. Mrs. Duncan was always coming over back in the day and bringing Abby. We were once real“pals”, at least our parents say so. But I was never really sure what we were. There are times she felt like a sister or a cousin. There is even a picture of us from one summer, we were butt naked  in a kiddie pool in her backyard and had matching bowl cuts. She used to be just like a boy. We used to beat eachother up pretty good. Throw rocks and mud at each other. Go on adventures. Even wrestle. The scene replayed back in my mind, the impact of our bodies, the feeling of her chest in my hand. I tried to shake it out of my thoughts, but with no luck, because Jessy was talking at me.

“So, how was it?”

“Shut up.” I barked at him.

“What, you don’t wanna talk about it?” He leaned his head in closer to me, with disappointed face. “Was it just tissues shoved in that grey bra of hers?”

“It was white.” I corrected. He only laughed at me and went on.

“Ah, so you were looking, too.”

“Shut up!” I said again. “And no, it wasn’t tissues.”

“So, how was it?” He asked again.

“It happened so fast I don’t even know what I felt, other than the bricks hitting my head.” I lied, and he knew it.

“What a pity. That might be the only breast you ever live to touch.” I shoved him, hard.

“We are here.” I said, stopping at the mailbox of the familiar little house. It still looked the same, even after all the years.

He walked right up to the door and knocked, with me just standing awkwardly beside him. A little face peered through the window then the door was cracked open.

“What do you want?” Gemma, Abbys little sister asked. She eyed me suspiciously, as if she recognized me a little. I have not seen her since she was a baby. 

“Is your sister home?” 

“Who’s askin?” 

“Im Jessy, pleased to meet you.” He stuck out his hand and she shook it. He always had that sort of friendliness to him, the kind that made him never feel like a stranger to anyone.

“She’s not gonna come down. She’s in a bad mood.” She emphasized the last two words as if she was impersonating a sheep and a cow.

“Well, could you give this to her and see if that changes her mind?” As he spoke, her eyes lit up for a moment at the little coin-shaped object, but then returned to their disinterested stare. 

“That isn’t going to make her feel better.” She spoke as if she actually knew anything, but she didn’t, she was too young to know anything.

“She is right, lets just go-” I start to leave as Abby comes down the stairs and asks Gemma what’s going on. She stopped in the doorway. Her shirt was different. Her face was red.   

 “What.” She asked, hatred was coming out of her eyes and stabbing me in the chest. She shoved her little sister out of the way and blocked her from taking in the scene. I looked away from her and towards Jessy as he bowed and presented her button like some sort of court jester. 

“Returning your button, ma’am.” Jessy said, staying stooped there until she took the button from his hands. He then stood up and dragged me over to the door. “And delivering an apology.” My throat felt dry. I scanned her face, looking for the girl I used to race with and play cops and robbers, but I didn’t see her. He gave me another shove.

“I- I am sorry. We were just being rowdy and he shoved me, and then when I saw it was you I just thought you were going to get hit, like old times-” I didn’t even know what I was saying. I looked at her face again, her expression softened a bit and I could see her looking at the red handprint on my face. “I’m sorry about the shirt-”

“You’re alright though, didn’t hit the bricks too hard or nothing?” Jessy interrupted, sounding concerned.

“I’m fine.” she said, looking from my face to Jessy’s. 

“Good. Then we wish you a pleasant evening.” He said, turning to go, then turning back on his heels, too fast for it to have not been his plan all along. “Unless we could repay you by buying you-” he paused to arch his neck over to the face peeking through the window again, “ and the little lady, an ice cream cone at the shop down the road. That was where we were heading before my clumsy cousin got in your way.” Gemma popped her head back through the open door near her sisters hip.

“Can we?” She asked her sister.

“No. Grandma is coming tonight, you know that.”

“Oh, yeah...” Gemma said, recollecting. “We have plans.” She added, matter-of-factly.

“Is that right?” Jessy said, too quickly, engaging with Gemma.

“Yep, we are going to the skating rink-” Abby shoved her sister back behind the door. Jessy was smiling when he looked up at Abby again. 

“Well, isn’t that a funny coincidence, we were thinking about checking out the arcade in there tonight. Maybe we will see you around.” He turned to go, I stood there a moment longer, dumbfounded. Abby had been watching him go, her head cocked slightly, but then her eyes met mine, narrowing, as if trying to see what I was up to, so I just blurted out another apology as I turned and ran after Jessy who was sauntering down the sidewalk.

“Well, now you’re a real man.” Jessy said, proudly. 

“I already told you, I don’t even remember what happened.”

“That’s not what I meant.” He said, then paused so I would have to ask what he did mean. “Learning to get hit by a woman- and then apologize to her- that is a big step in every man’s life. It means you’ve grown up.” I was annoyed with him, though there was an amount of truth to what he said, so I dropped the subject.

[thedragonflew]

Snake Eyes ch.5

FP’s POV

I watched as Alice and her Dad pulled out of the parking lot, and down the street, before I headed back inside of the bar. I was actually pretty relieved that Allie went home, the next task was something I really didn’t want her to watch. Having the girl I like watch me get my ass handed to me, and not being able to fight back… yeah not a good look. I slid a hand through my hair, shaking my head in the process. I approached the table we were previously sitting at, joining TallBoy and Mustang once more.

“Oh here we go, look at that face.” TallBoy said, looking in my direction.

“I don’t know what you’re going on about” I said picking up the brown glass bottle and bringing it to my lips, not stopping until the amber liquid was completely gone, leaving the bottle empty.

“Well it’s not a secret FP, you had the hots for Alice since eighth grade.” Mustang chimed in. I didn’t want to think about what my face looked like, so I just shrugged it off instead.

“Yeah, and so what? Alice Smith is a good kid.” I argued back. Sure she wasn’t the most well brought up girl, and her tongue is sharper than a cobra, but I think she’s quite the catch.

“I’m just saying, when you walk in a bar with that big of smile.” TallBoy said leaning back in his chair, and signaling for another round of drinks. “It only means that you’re getting some action.” He finished. I knew I wasn’t able to hide my response because TallBoy and Mustang broke out in laughter.

“I’m grabbing our drinks.” I said standing up from the table very red in the face, and walked towards the large oak bar. Those two just live for me to show any kind of emotion. As I stood there waiting for our drinks I watched my dad walk up to the middle of the stage once more. The music eventually died down, bringing everyone’s attention up front.

“The time has come, I hope your last drink was good, fellas. because you won’t be drinking normally for the next little while.” Dad said with a laugh, I was a little uncomfortable with his honesty. Once our drinks were ready, I carried them back over to the table, and sat down again. I personally wasted no time with grabbing my drink and taking a long

“Everyone outside in five minutes.” Dad said loudly and the three of us looked at eachother. It was a mix circle of emotions. Mustang look terrified, and TallBoy had this crazy look in his eyes. He stood up from his seat, and chugged the remainder of his beer before throwing the glass onto the floor, causing it to shatter into a million piece.

“LETS DO THIS!” TallBoy yelled loudly. Mustang followed suit behind him, also finishing his drink in seconds, but he placed his glass down on the table. I felt stupid not to follow as well, I poured the rest of the liquid down my throat, placing the bottle on the table as well.

“Let’s do this !” I said turning around and walking out the back door of the Whyte Wrym determined to face this next task. We were so close to becoming Serpent I could taste it. I’ve wanted this for so long, to carry on my father legacy as Serpent King.

“Line up boys, and let’s get this show on the road.” Said OneEye. Every remaining member of the gang stood in a single file line ready to get the ball rolling. I walked up first, wanting to appear brave, but I probably looked stupid and naive when the first punch landed directly in my stomach. I gasped instantly, but it didn’t matter because the punches kept coming.

One after another they came. It took at least five or six blows to the face before I tasted blood from either my lips or from my nose, I wasn't entirely sure. What I did know was that my lungs were on fire from trying to breath, the chest and stomach punches were definitely the worst out of them all, and after a while I felt sick, but I didn’t back down. I was nearing the end of the line when I got smashed in the left eye and my vision went fuzzy. I felt my eyebrow split and my cold skin burned under the fresh blood ran down my face. By the time I reached the end, both of my eyes were almost swollen shut and my legs were shaking as I stood in front of my father.

“Do you give up kiddo?” He asked lowering himself to reach my level.

I took a second to spit out more crimson liquid before answering. “A Serpent never shows cowardice.”

“That’s my boy-“ he said before swinging his arm back and connecting his fist to my jaw bone with a sickening crack. I felt my head whip backwards from the blow, and my vision went black for a moment, but I held my ground. Once my Dad realized I made it, he collected me in his arms and held on to me for a second.

“Welcome to the Serpents kid, I’m proud of you.” He said as I smiled a bloody grin back. He released me, patting my shoulders in the process. “Someone clean his face, he looks like he into a little bitch fight.” Dad said laughing extra loud at his own joke.

“I got him.” Said a female voice. My eyes were barely open but I could recognize who it was. Penny Peabody. “Cmon Slugger, let’s get that face of yours recognizable.” She lead me back inside and sat me down in a chair. She left momentarily but returned with a large white box. I could hear her open the case, and dig around it’s contents for a moment as I sat back in the chair with my head leaned backwards.

“This will probably sting for a minute.” Penny said as she began to dab my wounds with a cloth and a burning liquid, probably peroxide. I only grimaced as she patched me up, I was too tired to even speak or complain about the pain, I wish it was the same case for TallBoy who was crying over at the next table, for someone who puts on this big tough act, he really was a baby, TallBaby. I smirked.

“So what’s the deal with you and Alice? You must be seeing her officially because you stopped calling me.” Penny said dapping a little harsher than she needed too. “You can’t even call a gal up FP and let her know you’re no longer knocking boots? Instead I have to find out from Mustang tonight.” She spat. Penny and I had a little fling last summer, only because Alice was in a relationship and I kind of spiraled for a bit. It wasn’t anything serious, at least for me it wasn’t.

“Look Penny, it’s not like that. Well it is and it isn’t.” I tried to explain myself. “It’s complicated.”

“Well it doesn’t have to be.” Penny said “I like you FP, and I want to be with you, and I know you like me too.” She finished. I felt her get closer and before I could defend myself I felt her lips against mine. It didn’t feel right kissing Penny, her lips weren’t perfectly round, or warm and welcoming, and she didn’t smell like French vanilla lip chap. It was just completely wrong.

“Penny, Stop.” I pushed her away, turning my face away from hers. “I’m sorry but I just don’t like you that way. And even if I did have some kind of feelings for you, it’s just-“

“I’m not that stupid, blonde bitch Alice Smith Right?” Penny said with a voice dripping with venom.

“Penny I’m sorry.”

“Save it FP Jones, I don’t want to hear it.” She said as she left me sitting in the chair in complete shock. I didn’t bother going after her, instead I finished patching myself up as best as I could. When I was finished I found my dad and we decided to call it a night. We never really spoke on the way home, instead we choose to sit in silence. We were almost home when we rounded the last corner before the trailer park when I spotted brake lights in the ditch.

“Dad slow down, it looks like an accident.” I said sitting up in my seat, I felt the car come to a stop when I noticed a familiar vehicle sitting in the ditch, my stomach dropped instantly at the sight. I couldn’t process what was going on for a moment until I blinked.

“Oh please go no-“ my door swung open as I barreled out of the car. My heart was in my chest as my feet touched the dark pavement, wasting no time running towards the scene. “ALICE !!!”

A/N

Hope you Enjoy ! - L

[firenationskydominion]

Chapter 7: The Dawn of Ozai

After Azula had been briefed and left with her pod and soldiers, I left to pick up Ozai. He was meditating when I knocked. But he got up and bowed in front of me.

  M:        What is that for?

O:        My anger and lust blinded me. I haven‘t thanked you yet for saving me and Azula. Your plan was brilliant, but when did you decide to replace me with a ....

M:        SIM, we call them SIM. When Zuko said that he‘ll take you back, I alerted Amon to activate plan B. I took you all to the observation deck where you got the Asteroid presentation in full darkness. A lot of soldiers were walking about. A good disguise to replace you. Amons men took you to the command control to brief you how to voice control your SIM.

O:        I am not easily scared, but seeing myself coming in from the door while a soldier led me out on the other side was eerie. I always considered myself unique.

M:        You‘ll get used to these things.

O:        Why can’t you send a SIM who’ll sit in prison for me?

M:        SIMs need a energy source to transmit them, like our ship or a pod. This is why you vanished when the pod came up again. We need to go now. We‘ll descend on an ice planet to train firebending in space. Azula has already left with team one.

O:        Oh, I had hoped that we could...carry on where we stopped last time... I love to feel the real you. Did we make love for the first time today?

M:        I was real until that day when you retreated, the day before you violated me. I knew that you were in turmoil. Amon feared for my life and convinced me. So I sent my SIM instead.

O:        I am so sorry. It felt so real...

M:        I wore a bodysuit and the SIM materialises itself. I felt everything, good and bad.

O:        I am sorry.

M:        We can move on...ok?

  I took off my uniform one by one. His fingers moved over my body.

O:        Your SIM was not as warm as you and you smell so good. Like milk and honey.

M:        Your tongue is always very welcome to taste me...

  ** explicit scene deleted**

  M:        My love, I could make love to you all day, but we got to go. A whole tact team is waiting up on us...

O:        You‘re the commander. They can wait all day.

M:        But your daughter can‘t.

O:        Sex interruptions by kids, does this never end?

M:        We can carry on in the pod. Promised.

O:        And the soldiers?

M:        Someone has to navigate...

  Ozai put on his black officers uniform reluctantly. We then left for the pod.

  The soldiers navigated the pod out of the Eternity and into open space. The Eternity had already approached the ice planet Turing 478 and our pod moved into a trajectory to land on the ice planet. I excused myself and Ozai from the crew to show him the handling of the space suits and how to bend fire with them. We had developed a suit with particle filter gloves which allowed a benders fire to exit from the gloves without exposing the hands to the harsh climate of the ice planet. Today on a peak summer day the temperature outside was around -20C. The oxygen was also secured in a fire resistant way.

  Ozai undressed to put on his space suit, but I reminded him of my promise and we had a hot little quickie behind the spacesuit lockers. We had to be silent and quick before any of the soldiers decided to check on us.

  We descended on the ice planet. The pod of team one had landed. But the crew had already left.

  O:        Where is Azula?

M:        Given the choice between angry Ozai and gigantic angry iceworms she chose the latter.

O:        ... iceworms?

M:        Let‘s hope we can steer clear of them today. Though it‘s kind of fun to fight them.

  We went out into the chilling cold. Our spacesuits were warm, but the chill was coming through the particle gloves. Ozai produced tiny flames to warm his hands.

O:        There is too little sunlight on this planet. My bending powers are limited here. And I‘m freezing.

M:        The sun will rise in a few minutes. Let‘s see how things work out then.

  They walked further afield near a crevice where another tact team had prepared a dozen gigantic ice blocks, thirty feet in diameter. There was a wooden three dimensional star within each ice block. The quest was to melt everything away without burning the wooden star. The molten water would flow into the crevice. They had dug little canals to the crevice for that. Azula was already on top of her ice block. Trying to melt anything, but her flames were tiny. The sun wasn‘t up yet and there was no moon redirecting sunlight either.

  O:        How do I get up there?

M:        We climb, like mountaineers, with ropes.

I showed Ozai the ropes. How to fasten, secure and how to climb with an ice pick and attachable spiked climbing soles. Finally we were each up on a ice block. A few moments later the sun rose on the horizon. The ground on the ice block got slippery. We were glad to wear spikes! Ozai tried to bend fire, but the flame was lame. Azula‘s flame was spectacular, but she slipped and almost burnt herself. Finally the sun warmed Ozai enough for him to relax and let out a strong flame.

O:        Try to keep the flame small, start from the edges.

A:         It‘s too slippery!

  Suddenly we heard a strange hissing noise.

  M:        Iceworms! To the weapons!

  An iceworm is about twenty feet long and lives in the crevices. It has sharp teeth and jumps out from the crevice to catch its favourite prey: icecrabs.

Ozai was terrified. He had never seen anything this hideous. He tried to produce lightning, but then he remembered that his bending powers were blocked for harming other creatures. But saving others might work.

  He targeted an ice worm which was threatening me and his lightning came and struck it down. Azula sent hers to save her father. The worms jolted up and we tried to fight them with our laser guns. One of them caught the leg of a tact team soldier and pulled him into the abyss. We used fast fire laser launchers to cut them in half. Finally the worms retreated. Our cubes were smoking, one man was down, one wooden star was burnt... we had failed.

  Then suddenly Azulas half molten cube started to slide towards the crevice. Everything happened very quickly. The cube slid into the crevice and we heard Azula cry out. Ozai jumped from his cube down to the edge. The cube was jammed in the crevice and sliding down slowly. Azula was stuck between the cube and the crevice. This is when Amons pod landed and he ran out to help.

  O:        The ice will crush her!

Am:      We need to go down there on ropes and melt her out.

A:         My leg is broken. Get me out!

The soldiers fixed ropes on which Amon and Ozai climbed down. They secured Azula with a rope. She was in pain, but didn‘t seem severely injured except for a broken leg.

  Amon worked side by side with Ozai to remove the ice. Finally, the cube fell into the crevice, but Azula was safely on the rope and pulled out. Amon took her in the pod and left.

  We also wrapped things up.

  Back on Vega Eternity we went to see Azula. Ozai felt very awkward and the silence between us all in the room became unbearable.

M:        Doctor, how long will it take for her to heal?

Doctor: About two weeks.

A:         Great! How will I train to melt now?

M:        We’ll find a way to use your skills, don’t worry. We have to go back to the drawing board. We need to find a way to stabilize ourselves midair and bend without having to stand on the slippery ground.

I saw that Ozai was not that angry anymore - or good at hiding it. Hence I left for the prep for a tact meeting.

Ozai and Amon watched Azula, who had been sedated as the doctor was recalibrating her metal healing sleeve which straightened her broken shin.

  O:        I know that you enjoyed yourself with my daughter.

Am:      I have caused you great distress, I apologize. Your daughter is just wonderful.

O:        Spare me your sweet talk you child molester. She‘s just barely 18.

Am:      You my dear friend Ozai, are happily fucking my wife of 700 years.

O:        .... Mya is your WIFE?

Am:      We separated after a good 100 years and remained friends. She remarried, I did too. We still hang around with eachother because we are both very rare and old beings and after your partner dies, you need a trusted shoulder to cry on.

O:        So I‘ll age and die, she‘ll remain young? And you‘ll console her?

Am:      Sorry, friend. She really loves you.

O:        She is really a thousand years old...

Am:      So am I.

  Ozai was sad on many levels. A sense of loss burdened his heart and Amon would have hugged him had he not feared a painful punch or a fireball.

Silence.

  O:        So once we have broken the asteroid... what will happen to us?

Am:      I sincerely don‘t know.

O:        Mya and you will leave to another time and space and we will be back in jail to die, we puny mortals.

Am:      No. Mya is prepared to stay. I have spent seven hundred years by her side and she tosses everything we built - for you. She has asked me to end her life when you die.

O:        She can‘t do that. She has a responsibility for her crew. She can‘t be serious about that.

Am:      She is...

O:        I will not allow her to do something so reckless for me. I love her, enough to let her go. She gave me enough wonderful memories for a lifetime and a peaceful death. I can’t believe we’re even discussing this.

Am:      There might be another way... Be assured that I will do everything I can to find a beneficial solution for all of us.

  Amon put his hand on Ozais shoulder. Ozai felt a sting in his heart, Amon was in his mind, like a earthworm wiggling through the soil. Ozai felt at peace and felt a deep feeling of belonging and friendship. Amon nodded and left.

  When I returned from my meeting Ozai was in his chamber, deep in meditation or sleeping. I did not want to disturb and was prepared to leave when he bid me to stay. I sat down on the floor facing him.

O:        Come, sit with me. Let‘s drink tea together, like when we met, my love.

M:        Which tea, how do you feel?

O:        The tea of life, the one you brought me the first time. When I fell in love with the way you pour the tea. Careful, respectful and slightly hesitant as if you were touching a fragile snowflake midair.

M:        I have it here. I wish we could be in the house again, forever, drinking tea...

O:        ... and making love. And some firebending. But mostly love.

M:        Ozai, my love, this house is real. It is my summer home on an island called Ibiza. The weather is always pleasant, the pool is warm and you can see the Milky way from the rooftop at night. You see the sea and big ships passing by and dolphins jumping out of the water. Once we‘re done here I want to go home, with you.

O:        Amon told me that you both were married...

M:        Yes, several centuries ago. It did not work out. After hundred years we had become estranged.

O:        And yet you are still sharing house and hearth... why didn‘t you tell me? It‘s an odd secret to keep...

M:        I was afraid, you‘d toss me aside like a vial of poison. You had been burnt once by the ghost of an Ex-Lover. You would have left me.

O:        What makes you think that I would leave you? But you omitted to tell me the truth.

M:        Ozai, you’re the one I love. I know I cannot make you believe me, but it’s the truth. Imagine I die, your children die, your grandchildren die, your house crumbles, your society collapses, all you loved and knew is gone. Even the landscape has changed and is unrecognizeable. And there is just one person you know who shares your experience, would you let him or her go? And be utterly alone in spacetime again, only to see your children and your loved ones die over and over and over again?

O:        How many children did you have?

M:        With Amon? A son and a daughter, but I saw their grandchildren die, their greatgrandchildren until the bloodline was watered down and they became strangers. And I was alone again. When my first husband died I looked for his reincarnation for a hundred years. I had gone crazy when I met Amon. He straightened me up again and explained to me what was going on. Then we fell in love, married and a hundred years later we were so bored by eachother that we happily divorced. When his second wife died we decided to travel together. We then built the Eternity and since then work side by side.

O:        I am sorry... I was jealous about Amon but now I just pity both of you.

  I looked at Ozai. Was there pity or disgust in his eyes. I did not know. We rose and I was ready to leave. My heart was broken and I feared that all had been lost for me. I just let him stand in the room and left, but he followed me and embraced me.

  O:        Tell me that you‘re mine alone.

M:        I am yours alone.

O:        We might both die in this mission. I have neither wealth, nor land, nor title, nor wreath. Not even a ring but will you marry me?

M:        Yes, Ozai.

  We went to the chapel of Eternity and called in two of the bypassing soldiers as witnesses. We stood in line with all other soldiers who had decided to tie the knot before the big battle. We said our vows, kissed.

  An hour later we were all summoned to a tactical meeting. Ozai and Azula were also present. Amon looked worried.

Am: The Asteroid is bigger than we anticipated, its shadow was hiding a lot of mass. It has several huge cores of iron ore, around it different types of stone and finally a crust of fourhundred meter thick ice which keeps the whole thing together.

M:        We learnt in our first melting mission on the ice planet that we need to be able to float freely in space to tackle the ice.

O:        We can‘t melt it with firebending alone. We need earth benders to move the soil and waterbenders to remove the water...

M:        No one will help us without seeing the comet. We need to be ready, and in three weeks, if all does well, we will get support from the waterbenders and from the earthbenders.

  Once the meeting was over Amon took Azula to her quarters.

O:        Mya, can we go to the simulation bay? I need to firebend. I need to think.

M:        Do you want to go by yourself or do you want me to come along?

O:        Please, come with me. I will continue to teach you forms.

  We went to simulation bay and restarted the simulation of the house. As soon as we had arrived Ozai kissed me and pulled me to his room. His jealousy fueled his passion and he was very stormy.

O:        I want you to be mine alone, forever. Or at least as long as I live.

M:        I will find a way so that we can stay together.

I feared to have promised too much.

[israxo]

A potential goodbye I’ll never send (edited)

I’ll begin from September 2017, a little Isra who was scared and excited to finally be in uni but away from home. There was so much anxiety, joy, nervousness, thrill and a heap of other emotions that this Isra felt before coming to uni.

She stayed alone the first day after settling in, she started getting used to her room and fell asleep crying that night because she already missed home. The next morning, she woke up happy to meet new people and decided to go up to flat 35 to finally introduce herself to the people she’d been chatting to in the group.

The kitchen was pretty much packed with flat 35 residents and co, I said hi and started blabbering away about my morning shenanigans and not having any milk. Your reaction made me notice you and I was almost caught off guard but I was drawn to you. Not at any point did I think that this girl would have the most heart wrenching and amazing first two years of uni life waiting for her.

Then I met you, someone who seemed like a cute nerd but also just a genuinely nice guy who’d make great company. We sat in the kitchen and spoke about the randomest things. I had fun. You made me laugh. You made me happy. You made me feel comfortable.

I’d never been on a night out before and you said you’d wait for me to get a ticket. You also said you’d go home with me if I didn’t. I felt so relieved to have met someone so lovely, someone who seemed to have a heart of gold.

We spoke everyday after that night out. We got to know each other properly, the likes and dislikes, the habits, the hobbies, the obsessions, the weird things, the funny things, all of it.

Then we got together towards the end of October, we broke up after 3 weeks. You weren’t sure how you felt, you wanted to ‘explore’ and I felt torn but I let you go. You called me a mistake. It hurts me to type this but at that time I brushed you off and let you go, you didn’t get to hurt me that time.

Time went on and on and on... you broke your phone and asked me to keep you updated on group meet ups so I would Skype text you updates of the group. But we started talking again from December till early January. We met up on the 27th of December and went to shake shack, I was so nervous to see you after ages but we spoke; it felt good to finally know how you felt and you reassured me that you’d figured out your feelings. I met your mum. I instantly loved her. I was so nervous but she was lovely. I met Mateo. I met your dad. I felt happy.

We started dating. After we got back to uni, everyone figured it out... we got back together. You made me happy. You seemed happy. We were inseparable, you were my best friend and my world. From the moment I woke up all the way to the moment I fell asleep again, you’d be on my mind if not with me. We were happy. We shared so many new experiences with each other. I made you my haven. My home. My safe place. My better half. I gave you all of me, made you my favourite person in this shitty world and hoped that I would be your favourite too. The movie nights and late night revision to talking until sunrise and just holding eachother on the down days. It’s like you were a language and I had mastered the art of you, I knew you better than I knew myself; how you felt even when I was no where near you, when you were anxious, when you wanted space, when you felt demotivated, when you were happy, when you got passionate about something, when you were hyper, when you wanted to be silly and childish.

We made so many memories, our relationship was interesting because we rarely argued and were with each other almost always but we got along so well.

6 months later. We broke up. I remember that day like the back of my hand and I can’t breathe when I think about it. I feel sick. We stayed up all night crying and talking, reassuring each other about how it was going to be after we separated. I believed you. I was in love. You weren’t. I was a stupid, naive girl to think you could value me as a friend when you didn’t as a girlfriend. I died every day we spent together after that break up. Looking at you made me cry because it was a constant reminder of how I’d lost my best friend, my boyfriend, my one person that I had no matter what. I wish that you could have been honest with me from the beginning, honest about your intentions and your feelings for me. We went on a night out, I had to act normal but I wanted to cry. I was broken.

Then it was time to leave galbraith, a year had passed so quickly and so much happened before we knew it. I felt the happiest and saddest in the blink of an eye. I cried so much that day, partly because I’d miss everyone but also because I knew everything would change.

It did.

We spoke over the summer. It was a bad idea. I missed you and didn’t care, I was irrational and you mirrored my emotions. You were my world, it was hard to let go this time. It hurt. Only I know how many nights I cried until I was exhausted, I cried myself to sleep, I cried and cried until I had no more left in me. We met up as friends which was nice, I still loved you. You seemed happier. You didn’t need me.

I was struggling. I thought I needed you.

Summer was over now. Second year was beginning. It was time to move into the new house, I wasn’t ready for this but thought I was. We fucked up. I regret living with you. It was hard, so hard, so hard that I can’t explain. You are toxic for me.

I did not want to see you or be around you let alone near you but I was fighting with myself because I still cared. Part of me hung onto some of the emotions. Some of the feelings. You seemed to have moved on. Talking to new people. Doing things with new people. I hadn’t moved on yet, I dealt with all my emotions. I don’t blame you, you didn’t love me.

I missed you. You were confused, you always have been but you didn’t tell me that. You consoled me with a lie. You told me you missed me. You didn’t miss me. Living in a joint space with you was torture, I was vulnerable and seeing you became crippling at one point. I lost all my pride. I lost respect for myself. I became so broken. You broke me.

But broken me picked up all my broken pieces and decided I’d have to put myself back together. It took a long while but I learnt to love myself again. I learnt that it wasn’t me. I learnt that I gave my all, from my time and effort to my whole heart. I handed you it. I’ve continuously said I don’t blame you but you dropped it like it was a toy and it shattered. I know this is a goodbye to you but also a massive apology to Isra because I let myself down; I put her through the worst and she didn’t deserve it.

I’m okay. I’m strong.

You’re okay. You’re happy. You’re strong.

I’m proud of myself for being able to bring out the best in you. If I brought out the best in someone who didn’t love me then I’d like to think I will be able to go above and beyond for someone who deserves my love and shows me the gratitude I do.

I don’t wish you the best but I don’t wish you the worst either. I wish you what you deserve. I wish you karma so you learn and grow. I wish you peace. You need to find yourself, do it.

Your mum is beautiful, she has a pure soul and from the bottom of my heart I hope she’s truly content someday. I’d like to think the least you could do for me is tell her that I will miss her.

Thank you for being an experience.

Take care and this is goodbye.

Isra.

[taeguiary-blog]

poor enough

pairing: kim taehyung | min yoongi

genre: angst, smut, fluff | the holy trinity 

word count: 2,127

prologue: bullet points and arrow flags

Jimin tapped his foot against the concrete driveway as he waited in the middle of a dog pile of lug gage. He checked his watch, eyeing the second hand tick further and further hoping that time magically went back two hours. Two hours that this stupid thing had been group texted about and they were all now going to be stuck with one another thanks to his lovely best friend Kim Taehyung.

Of course they were late.

He groaned as the other four boys carried on behind him playing some game Namjoon learned at a frat party last night. If Jimin spent another ten minutes out here, he might try to teleport to wherever they are with that shitty car and beat their asses to a pulp. He isn't going back home when he already said his goodbyes, and Jimin did not want to go through that tear fest again with his neighbor's dog.

Thankfully, the rusted green bus running on black fumes pulled up just as he began to imagine his slow death from heatstroke.

Hoseok didn't bother to turn the van off as he stepped out to open the doors to throw their luggage into the back. "What took you so long, we have been here since the dawn of creation waiting on your asses." Namjoon says, a small glint of annoyance seeded in his words as he started to grab things and load them into the back of Hoseok's van.

"Remember, god created Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve, kids." Jeongguk smiled and started finding his own bags to carefully place in the back on top of the disheveled pile Namjoon created.

"We won't tell him about your summer fling last year then, Guk." Seokjin hit Hoseok's shoulder pointing at Taehyung, still in the car. Completely quiet. "What the hell is going on with Taehyung?"

"Tae stayed over last night talking about, uh, Tangerine last night—" Yoongi auirked an eyebrow up at the code name as everyone around him averted their eyes from his view as Hoseok continued, clearing his throat. "And as his thank you for listening to his pining and whining plus cuddles, he helped me wash the Pimp Mobile. We gotta make it shine, make it easy on the eyes." Taehyung sticks his head out the window at the mention of his name (and the fruitful name that he chose to ignore as a rosy blush crept up on the apples of his cheeks as he laid eyes on said Tangerine.)

"There is no way in hell I am calling your shitty Volkswagen Nineteen-Seventy a pimp mobile, Jung." the tangerine spat grabby his bags, slapping Hoseok's shoulder playfully with a smirk with his free hand as he passed by.

"Yoongi, my man, don't hate," Hoseok pats the fender affectionally. "I just call her what she wants."

"Vans don't talk, dumbass," Seokjin scoffs. He quickly pulled Taehyung out of the passenger's seat and sat down down in his place, only realizing it when his ass hit the pavement. "Alright then, hop in, Your Highness," He scratched the back of his head, brushing off his pants and Jeongguk outstretched his hand to pull him back up.

"Don't worry about it, Tae, his brittle bones just can't take the climb to the back."

"Jeon Jeongguk, these brittle bones will step out of this car and castrate you."

"Oh full name, Guk, you better run." Namjoon chuckles, leading the pile of boys climbing into the empty rows.

Jimin flicked Jeongguk's forehead, "Let's go, I am not letting you start shit before we have even left the driveway." Yoongi sets his small backpack in the floor a Seokjin's feet, slamming the door behind him. "Don't let your nasty fucking feet touch my bag," He yells, walking around, his reflection in the headlights as witness, watching him get to the driver's side. "Anyone wanna take a last look or a quick piss because I am not stopping until it is Jimin's turn to drive."

"Please, more of that place is the last thing I need," says Jeongguk, but he still glances back as the pulled away.

"Angsty-graduate Teenage Jeongguk, I dig it." Hoseok mumbles, eyes already closing from leftover exhaustion from last night's escapade with Taehyung.

How would he know their light saber fight would turn into a 'Everything Wrong With My Life' support group cuddle session? How would he know that Taehyung would want to go get ice cream at two thirty in the morning to lick away his feelings and watch them drip down the cone?

Jeongguk looked at the road as they drive out of his neighborhood. He watched as they passed their old high school, the older roller rink where he met Jimin and Taehyung as a freshman. He still has the shirt that had Taehyung's slurpee stain intertwined into the light fabric, stitching the bond of a soon to be best friend. "Wow..." he said, "we're really leaving aren't we?" Jeongguk turned to Jimin.

"Hey, we will be back if one of us doesn't die. You just graduated, it is okay to enjoy the false feeling of freedom and fake yourself out and live a little."

Taehyung rolled his eyes, "Yes, I will positively, without a doubt, enjoy having to suffer with everyone's mood swings and audacious personalities for three months."

"Taehyung, it was your idea, shut the fuck up," Seokjin exclaimed with a falter tone. "You can have the seat when we pull over, stop being a little bitch."

Yoongi purses his lips together, "Let's just get this trip over with, shall we?" He looked back in the rear view mirror to glance at a certain red head, with a masked scowl. (Trying his hardest not to smile.) They weren't together, they weren't apart; it was complicated... if you count friends with benefits complicated. It really shouldn't be. So many people need a healthy fuck from his friend once in a while and go in, think nothing of it. Said friend was Taehyung, also known as Strawberry. (Taehyung wasn't the only one to pick up a not so oblivious code name to vent about him) He would moan all night thanks to Taehyung's mouth and the next morning, he couldn't help but melt at the boxy smile he finds laying across from him. He melts at everything he does, his jokes, his laugh. His decision to hop scotch at one in the morning and decide to skip classes when they woke up on the lawn, limbs tangled together as the sun peeks behind the clouds, brightening the backs of his eyelids.

And that is exactly how he got stuck driving, that stupid melting sensation. He couldn't say no when Taehyung whined in his ear as he pled on the phone to meet up with everyone else at Jeongguk's place. He even told him to save the front seat for him so he could ride beside of him. Yoongi seemed to see Taehyung already there and chose not to worry about defending shotgun— and then Seokjin happened. And now, he is trying not to chuckle at a pouting, heartbroken Taehyung enveloped in Hoseok's arms.

But don't get it confused, he isn't in love with Kim Taehyung and he most definitely can't see himself settling down with said boy. Kim Taehyung was the perfect blend of sweet and wild, the exact opposite of Yoongi, mellow and somber. Taehyung wanted movie dates and sharing popcorn instead of blowjobs in the back row ignoring the movie. He knew he enjoyed it, but he also knew that is not all he wanted. And therefore, Yoongi deemed himself and his actions unworthy for Taehyung.

"Eyes on the road, Lover Boy, I don't feel like dying today." Seokjin smiled, pulling out his earphones from his pocket. Yoongi reached over the slap the surface of his blue hoodie, "My ass, you know it isn't like that," Seokjin hummed, "Whatever you say, Min," and with that, he presses play.

Jimin held Taehyung's hand and Hoseok ran his fingers through the newly dyed roots, Jimin was humming one of the songs he was learning in dance, Taehyung shutting his eyes to the fretful melody.

Namjoon and Jeongguk switch back and forth between new books they have read and arguing over dividing equal space. Though, he could see Namjoon spreading out his legs a little or Jeongguk adjusting his head against the seat towards Namjoon's shoulder, but pretended not to notice.

They were so far apart, different hometowns, years between the fickle breaths they take, melding together in the air around them, so close. They found eachother, one by one, and eventually, they found the perfect balance between home and comfort.

Truth be told, Taehyung wanted to go on this trip to distract them from the things tearing them apart. Seokjin moved out, relocating two blocks away from him recently.

Taehyung, I am two blocks away, you can still visit whenever you want.

It isn't the same, Seokjin, and you know it.

Namjoon was leaving in six months to blend into the other side of the world, acceptance letter, drenched in tears as he handed it to everyone else on movie night.

Don't forget me, Joon.

Taehyung, you know that won't happen.

Jimin and Taehyung were roommates, best friends, nothing could break them they knew, except a dance scholarship that took him away from his own room to a cold room full of mirrors.

You want to have a movie marathon tonight?

TaeTae, I have to practice this new choreo, it is kicking my ass.

Jeongguk just graduated, he wanted to travel the world, figure out who he was. They all knew he would go back home, souvenirs packed to the brim in his suitcases. As soon as they return from whatever the hell trip this was the rest of them knew he wouldn't go to his scheduled classes, he would be gone. They're just trying to fool themselves for a little while longer, keeping him close for as long as they can.

Do you think you could go with me, Tae?

Dont worry about me, Gukkie, I will be fine back here.

Hoseok basically raised Taehyung, though there was only a years difference between the two. He held his hand in the hallways in school when he felt alone, whispered how smart he was when he was curled up in his bed, finals nearing. He sat with Taehyung, Jimin and a quiet Jeongguk (sometimes, he wishes he was still that quiet around the older men) at lunch by the fucking trash cans, eventually brought over Namjoon and Yoongi when they grew curious about the boys. After school, they would all meet up at the cafe Seokjin worked at, easily growing an attachment to the diverse personalities that blended together.

You mind if I sit with you today?

Uh, sure, if you don't mind sitting by a trash can.

And Yoongi, his studio was only halfway across town, he knew that. About the work piled on his desk only left time for their booty calls, to fall asleep in one another's arms, Taehyung waking up to an empty bed. He wasn't going anywhere, and Taehyung was glad for that, but the emotions that attach to his name makes him wish he would. Taehyung thought about breaking it off, he even tried twice, but the words garbled in his throats like saltwater and he couldn't escapee the trance Yoongi's eyes put him in. Smirking, he would push Taehyung into the sheets and he would forget what he meant to do in the first place. But he couldn't imagine a life without him.

You know, I really hate you, Yoongi.

Maybe, someday you won't, Taehyung.

They were all together, but apart.

And Taehyung was repulsed by it.

"Promise me something," Taehyung spoke up, Jeongguk hitting the back of Seokjin's head as he pulled out his headphones to listen.

"What is it, now, Taehyung?" Seokjin mumbled from the front, eyebrows creasing at the blank expression that washed over the younger's face.

"Promise me that even when we're apart, even when we haven't talked to eachother in months, we will still be together. We'll always be family."

Jimin quickly wrapped his arms around Taehyung's waist and smiled, "Of course, TaeTae. Always."

Namjoon nodded, Jeongguk gave him a fist bump mumbling what was close to an 'I Love You' that made Taehyung grin. Hoseok pulled his hair gently and released it, pouting. "Of course, idiot, get some rest, you had a long night."

Taehyung nodded, messing with the string that hung and the bottom of his shirt as Yoongi cleared his throat.

"Kim Taehyung, I'm not going anywhere. Especially without you."

The van grew into a peaceful silence, Yoongi exiting out of their town.

They were free.