#on his way back he also bought matcha for you to see that extra smile and sparkle in your eyes

[gomzdrawfr]

Ghost the kind of man that walks into shops in slippers, half-awake and grumbling under his breath tryna pick up your makeup order

[justkending]

Moral of the Story. Chapter 22.

Summary: Marrying too young out of highschool leads to a naive and failed marriage. Now 10 years later, word comes that the divorce was never actually completed. Bucky and Y/N have to come back together after all these years to settle what wasn’t all those years back. Passive attitudes, miscommunicated endings, and reminiscing of old loves and lives all comes back for the two.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Y/N

Word Count: 3900+

A/N: Ok! So this is the last official chapter! I have finally finished the series and my next plan is to write an epilogue eventually as soon as I come up with a storyline I would like this to round out to. I hope you all enjoy as much as I did writing this series. It's crazy that it all started with listening to a song while doing my hair. I have a lot of stories I've been brainstorming on, but refused to start until this one was done. So bare with me and my crazy schedule of teaching for when the next story is to come:) XOXOXOX

Chapter Twenty-two:

Another long list of flights to get her across the country, but she was back in her childhood bedroom and resting for the night. 

She had gotten a really late flight in and her dad was nice enough to pick her up around midnight. 

The house was quiet and being home brought back a form of peace. A peace she never knew she missed until she got a taste of it again in the recent months. 

But there wasn’t much time to rest and focus on that as she had lunch with one of the new businesses the next morning. 

She hadn’t told anyone besides her family she was coming in since she wanted to surprise the rest of the group. However, a piece of her was also not sure how to with a certain person. 

But for now, her focus needed to stay on work. 

She had a great lunch with one of the small businesses that she had become rather close with in her time in highschool, which was now a booming business in the community it had started in. They were the florist shop she would visit anytime she went to the farmers market and were now in the top three florist shops in North Brooklyn. 

The meeting went well and they were very flexible and open minded on starting and learning new concepts to start implementing more eco-friendly routines into their work. 

Since the meeting was short, she decided to head to one of the coffee shops in the area and get a taste for a new place she was sure she’d become a regular at. 

She did a little research as to what was the most sustainable in the area, something she was pretty consistent with, and happened to find a small shop about a mile walk away. 

She ordered a matcha latte and grabbed a chocolate chip cookie to snack on as she looked more into some of the businesses she would be talking with throughout the week. 

In a little nook, she watched as the New Yorkers went about their normal day. Dogs being walked to teenagers giggling at the videos on their phones. 

She missed this atmosphere. Though LA and Brooklyn were big city based, it didn’t mean that they were similar in every way. East coast and west coast were two very different cultures. 

After doing a substantial amount of research, and a little bit of spaced out daydreaming about the changes of the city, she packed up and headed out to get back home for dinner. 

With her hands full, she turned her back to the push door and opened it while backing up. She said a quick thank you to the barista who wished her a happy day, and before she could fully step outside, she was already running into someone. 

“Oh, sorry!” she mumbled, quickly trying to catch the extra pastry bag she had bought for her father. 

Before the bag could hit the floor, the stranger caught it and she looked up seeing those damn piercing blues as if they had been waiting for their entrance into this next chapter in her life. 

“Y/N?” he said, followed by a surprised smile. “What are you doing here?” 

“Bucky,” she laughed, somehow at ease with his reaction. “How are you?” 

“I-I’m good,” he chuckled, handing her the brown paper sack and going to open the door so she was no longer leaning on it. “Wh-What-?”

She moved out of the way as another person excused themselves behind her. Bucky and her relocated to the side of the door where a few outdoor tables stood half occupied. 

“What am I doing here?” She asked his question again for him. “Business,” she nodded. 

“Business?” he questioned relaxing in his spot. “On the other side of the coast?”

“Funny, isn’t it?” she smiled at him, knowing his brain was still trying to catch up. “Yeah, um, my co-founder, Donna, and I got a lot of feedback from the stores I handed out company cards to on my short visit here. My friend thought it would be a good move to come over here and work with them and see if we could start reaching out to other areas.”

“Wow,” he sighed. “That’s amazing. I’m sure your family is extremely happy with that.”

“Oh, you know exactly how that’s going,” she smiled, looking at her feet then back at him. His gaze never once wanted to leave hers in case this was a dream and she would disappear any second. “Dad’s my own personal alarm clock. Sherri is helping me get the bathroom organized upstairs so it's ‘just as I like’ as she put it. Chloe is insisting on a movie night every night until I leave. The list goes on…” 

“I can think of a few other things one of the best bed and breakfast might be doing,” Bucky agreed. 

“They are a really good host family, huh?” she teased. 

“So how long are they hosting you for?” Bucky questioned, tilting his head. 

“That’s TBA…” Y/N hesitated to answer. “At least 3 months, but it all depends on how business goes.”

“3 months? Wow,” his eyebrows shot up. “That’s quite a bit.”

“Yeah, I’m excited for it though,” she shrugged with a happy grin. “I had kinda been moping around work since my visit here, and Donna came up with a way I could get out of that rut and possibly make our company bigger in the long run. Sure, living with my parents for 3 months might be a push.” She sighed. “But I just feel like I missed so much of their lives being so far away that being back makes 3 months seem like no time at all.”  

She realized her short rant was a little more personal than she meant to come out with, but when she looked up at Bucky, he was following every word like it was a start on a treasure map looking for lost gold. 

She let out an awkward laugh. “That was a lot for answering how long I’m staying. I guess you’re just the first friend that I’ve seen, so I’m unloading it all on you first.”

The word. Used so simply and so naturally, either of the two could have carried on without a thought to it, but they didn’t. Because it wasn’t simple. The natural part had made it convincing and sincere. 

She had thought out the sentence and when it filtered through her mind, she didn’t think to correct it because it was… Natural. 

They were friends again. And the tension held between the two had been healed to non existence. It felt comfortable again…

“I’m glad I’m the first friend to find out,” Bucky said just as simply as she had. 

They stood there smiling at the other and a silent emotion flowed spontaneously through them that was the utter perfection of peace. 

The 10 years apart had done them good in the end. Little did they know, it wasn’t until that 10 years came to an end that they fully transformed to their best selves.

_________________

“We haven’t had a poker night with Y/N since highschool. Think she’s going to be as good as she was last time we played?”

Bucky chuckled at Steve’s comment as they laid out bags of chips and the blonde scooped dips into serving bowls. 

“I think I still owe her at least sixty bucks,” Bucky mumbled as he thought back to their highschool gambling days. “Maybe more, but don’t remind her.”

“I’ll keep quiet. I think I owe her more than that,” Steve realized, pausing on the dips. 

There was a second of silence as they set up for their party and classic rock played in the background from Bucky’s playlist. 

“I still can’t believe that you, out of all the people in the city of Brooklyn, ran into her before she told us about her return home,” Steve laughed, grabbing some of the beers they had out and putting them in the fridge before going back to his previous job. 

“You and me both, pal,” Bucky nodded, leaning on the counter. “But I’m glad it happened.”

“I’m sure you are,” Steve chuckled under his breath. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Bucky shot a friendly glare his way. 

But then a knock on the door sounded and before either could look at the direction of the wood barrier, Sam was running out from the hall to answer it.

“I got it! I got it!” he shouted, jogging as if he had been waiting for someone. 

Steve and Bucky shared a look. The crew of everyone coming tonight wasn’t going to be here for another 30 minutes or so. And they don’t remember ordering anything…

After a minute they heard him mumble a thank you as he closed the door with a box in hand. 

“Whatcha got there, Wilson?” Bucky asked, slowly watching as Sam grinned at the delivery. 

“Is that-?” Steve seemed to catch on faster than Bucky.

“Dinner from my sister? Hmm mm,“ he hummed with a wide smile that showed the gap in his teeth. 

“I thought we were doing finger food tonight?”

“Y’all are, but this isn’t for you,” Sam was quick to correct.

“Whose is it?” Bucky raised an eyebrow.

“It’s for Y/N and I,” he answered simply, putting the fresh cajun food into the oven to stay warm. 

“You and Y/N?” he resaid as if it would make more sense a second time. 

“Yeah,” he said. When he turned back to the other men he saw their faces waiting for an explanation and sighed before obliging. “Sarah is slowly starting up her business up here. She’s doing well, but I know Y/N has all kinds of connections and suggestions for local businesses. I want her to try her food and possibly take my sister as a client if I can convince her.”

Steve laughed and crossed his arms as he placed the last bowl of dip on the bar top. 

“I’m pretty sure you could have just mentioned your sister was a local entrepreneur and she would have jumped at the opportunity to get in touch with Sarah,” Steve smirked. 

“She’s actively looking for people to work with anyway. That’s the whole reason she’s here,” Bucky added. 

“Well, this way, she can sample just how good my family's passed down recipes are worth to invest in,” Sam shrugged, happy with his plan anyway. “All it takes is one bite.”

“You’re really going to not share,” Bucky asked, peering at the closed oven door. 

He had a taste for Sarah’s home cooked meals. Sam was kind enough to bring leftovers when they had family dinners, and they were also regulars at her new restaurant that had been open for the last three weeks now.

“You’re more than capable of calling a delivery in,” Sam retorted, getting a not as friendly glare from Bucky this time. “Or are you struggling with money? Cause I can let Y/N know that you may need a little longer on getting her that $60 you were talking about…”

The glare became even less friendly at the dig and he wished he hadn’t said anything with Sam in the vicinity. 

“Why did you have to go and make friends with that guy?” he huffed, turning around and directing his question to Steve even though Sam was in the room. 

“God, you guys,” Steve groaned, shaking his head and escaping to the living room. 

____________________

Wanda and Vision were the first to come, then Clint and Laura. Slowly people trickled in and though it was a small reunion, it was nice to see the entire crew back together. 

Now they were just waiting for their last guest. 

“She’s running a little behind, isn’t she?” Bucky asked, checking his watch for the 10th time in the last 5 minutes. 

“Relax,” Steve sat at the table where they were getting the poker chips sorted. Wanda and Clint laughing next to each other and Vision and Laura on the couch talking about random things. “She texted she was stuck in traffic. Her Dad took the car, so she had to haul a cab.”

Bucky heard him, but that didn’t give him any sense of ease. He felt as though he needed to be a little bit prepared for her coming, and the only thing he had control over in that area was the time they had set. Of which she was late for such a punctual person. 

As if manifesting her to appear, the last planned knock of the night cut through the room. 

“I got it!” Bucky practically jumped up from his seat and raced to the door.

In his tunnel vision to the door, he missed the looks the entire crew shared and the smirk Steve had as he shuffled the cards. 

Taking only a second to collect himself, he opened the door, and there she was; dressed in a pair of jean shorts and what Bucky knew was a thrifted vintage shirt with sneakers and bag of chips and case of beer in hand.

“Sorry I’m late,” she smiled at him bashfully. 

“Better late than never,” he replied with a smile of his own. “Come on in,” he waved, moving out of the way for her. 

She thanked him as he took the food and drinks from her, yet stayed by her side. He could tell that there were nerves in her stance, but upon seeing a sincere smile, she relaxed.

“Y/N!” Wanda shouted, jumping up from her seat and rushing to hug her friend. 

“Wands!” Y/N chuckled, opening her arms as she met her in the middle. 

She went around the room saying her hellos and happy to see you’s to everyone she had missed. It took a second for them to get to the poker part of the night as they were catching up and reminiscing on life.

Eventually they were seated and Bucky grabbed the chair right next to Y/N with Wanda on the other side of her. In the olden days, he was one of the few people who could catch onto her tells in the game of bluff. Because of that, his best vantage point was from across the table, but he didn’t care about winning or losing tonight. He just wanted to be next to the person he had so long wished to be this close to again. 

And if Y/N was being honest, it was nice being in close proximity to him now that it felt like old times. She missed the comfort this group gave her, but she realized she also missed all the little quips and classic Bucky behaviors that came with being friends with him again. 

It didn’t go without notice from those around them how easily they fell back into the habits they used to share as best friends. Slight nudges when the other had tricked them. The eyes rolling anytime Y/N caught Bucky trying to jokingly peek over her shoulder to see her cards. The name drop of “Everest” every once in a while as he teased her. 

They may not have picked up on it, but it was clear as day that the flirting was happening and the sass and sarcasm they two spit back to each other was spoken as if the 10 years between now and then had never happened. 

“Sam, this is amazing,” she said in shock as she took a bite of the shrimp pasta that his sister had perfected. The buttered bread along with it was perfectly dusted with garlic and other spices to compliment the main dish. 

“My family has the talent of making some of the best comfort food around. And now I don’t have to worry about flying out to Louisiana anymore to get it,” Sam gleamed in pride. 

“This is,” she paused, finishing her bite. “Just amazing.”

“Thank you,” Sam chuckled. “I was actually wondering if-”

“Here, let me get you a card. I would love to work with your sister if she’s willing. I think she’d be a great partner as a locally owned woman started business,” she rushed to her purse to hand off her business card. 

“I told you,” Bucky mumbled, coming in and overhearing the conversation as she ran past him to the living room. 

“I like her,” Sam grinned. “I never thought I would say it, but you have good taste, Barnes.”

Bucky rolled his eyes at the comment and Sam followed behind Y/N to continue talking business until their next round of whatever card game they decided on next. 

But like any night, the evening was coming to a close and people had to get back home for work the next day. 

Clint and Laura were the first gone and Vision and Wanda had just left, leaning Sam, Bucky, Steve and Y/N. 

“Welp, I guess I’m the next one out. I should get home before midnight since I’m waking up early for another meeting,” Y/N announced, standing and stretching. 

“Do you want me to call a cab for you?” Sam offered his new friend. 

“No, that’s fine,” she grinned, patting his back. “I just need to check the app-”

“I can take you home,” Bucky interrupted, making everyone turn their head to the brunette who was sitting on the couch. 

Steve’s eyebrows raised at the quick proclamation and looked between the two as they stared at each other, both caught offguard by his quick offer. 

“I have some things I need to drop off for your dad,” he was fast to cover. “For a new project we’re working on,” he added. 

“I don’t want to be a bother-” she started, trying to be polite, but also internally hoping he didn’t listen to her.

“It’s not an issue,” he waved off, standing and coming around the furniture. “I’ll go grab those things and we can head out.”

He pointed back toward his room and waited for the all clear. 

“Ok,” she nodded with a smile. “I guess you can make it your way of paying me back for that $60 you owe me for the last poker game.”

He wasn’t expecting that quip and immediately put two and two together, turning slowly and threateningly to Sam. 

Steve tried to stifle a laugh at the conversation, but wasn’t successful. 

“I’m going to kick your ass,” Bucky muttered, walking by Sam giving him a smack to the back of his head. 

Steve’s laugh got louder as he gave up trying to not be too loud. 

“Don’t think I forgot you too, Steven. You also have a debt to my poker skills,” she pointed. 

Steve sombered at the call out and sent a nervous smile to her, before taking the beer from the end table and bringing it to his lips to keep him from having to respond. 

_______

The ride started out a little awkward. Especially since now it was just the two of them and they didn’t have their friends to be buffers. 

The first couple minutes was quiet until Y/N spoke up pointing out a new store she hadn’t noticed on the block before. 

They had small talk about the conversation starter and it got quiet again. 

“You know, you didn’t have to drive me home. I could have called a cab,” she mentioned while looking over at him. 

He smiled and shrugged and moved to just have one hand on the wheel. 

“I wanted to,” he replied honestly, looking back at her before the road. “That and I really do have somethings to drop off for your dad.” He figured if he made it awkward, the deflection would help. 

“Not like you couldn’t come any other day of the week,” she sassed but in a joking manner. 

“Right, right,” he nodded with a small laugh, going along with her sarcasm. “Well, long shift tomorrow and the next day, and the next day…” he waved his hand, selling his point. 

“Hm, what a shame,” she shook her head with a sly grin. 

Bucky turned at that comment. 

“How so?” 

“Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to join Chloe and I for movie night tomorrow. I think she was inviting Becca, so I figured I’d invite the other Barnes kid,” she smiled looking ahead. She was too nervous to see his reaction in case she was taking too big of a step. 

But all she heard was silence. 

Her cheeks began to burn red. She was scared that if she looked at him, she’d see confusion and realize she played her cards wrong. 

But that was the opposite of what she saw. 

She turned, seeing that at the stop sign they had approached, luckily the only ones at the four way stop, he had turned and was staring at her in shock. But not a bad kind of shock. At least it looked good. He had a soft smile as if he couldn’t believe she would suggest something as amazing as it was simple. 

“You want me to come to movie night with you and Chloe?”

“Well, yeah. It would be like old times but with both of our little sisters,” she replied, refusing to look away from those eyes that she had gone so long without really gazing in. “I hope that didn’t come off weird,” she was quick to redirect. “I just realized I really enjoyed your company tonight, and if I’m being honest, I’m feel we are at a spot where we are trying to step back into our friendship, and-”

“Y/N,” he stopped her when she began fumbling on her words in nerves. She stopped and looked at him worriedly. “I think a movie night is long overdue,” he said simply. “And I’ll be honest as well… I really miss hanging out with you too.”

His hand came to lay on top of her and he gave her a squeeze. Instinctively, she opened her hand to hold his. 

“I’m glad we’re on the same page,” she smiled widely. 

“It’s been a while.”

“I’m glad that wait time is over then.” 

“I agree completely.”

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[rolandtowen]

three times Zuko comes into the Jasmine Dragon coffee shop, and one time Sokka leaves with him. Set in the Neurodiverse Zukka AU, but can read as a standalone.

*banging pots and pans together* "Come over here and get yall Neurodiverse Zukka!"

Read it on Ao3 or under the cut!

TW: discussions of skin picking and implied child abuse

i.

When Sokka pulls into the parking lot of the Jasmine Dragon, he is unsurprisingly the first car there. Being a freshman in town means getting the worst pick of shifts at local businesses. Sokka was hired on to work the opening shift, which means he wakes up at the ungodly hour of 5am to open the shop before the first round of sleep-deprived college students comes in. The pay isn't bad, Mr. Iroh is an incredibly fair man,

The bell on the door jingles on his way in, and he flips several light switches on, watching as the coffee shop slowly comes to life. He busies himself with getting the beans for the day grinding, pulling his first shot and dialing in the expresso. When he takes a sip, the espresso is spot on for the day, which is a relief. Having to make adjustments as customers start filing in is a nightmare.

Today's brew is floral and citrusy, so he decides to make himself and iced lavender latte - with oat milk, of course, because he's gotta do it for the gays - and he spends the next 20 minutes setting out pastries and fiddling with the display cases, making everything look perfect.

At 6am sharp, Sokka unlocks the front door and flips their sign to open, before retreating behind the bar to nurse his latte. Not even five minutes later, the door bell jingles, and Sokka sees a flash of dark hair, face obscured by a pile of textbooks and binders. The figure runs into one table, and then another, and Sokka is rushing out from behind the counter. He gets there just before textbooks go toppling everywhere, his hands taking a firm hold of the top bundle. As he pulls the books into his arms, he sees the face behind them.

Breathtaking golden eyes.

And.. a massive burn scar.

"Hi!" Sokka says, "I'm the barista on shift today - my name's Sokka." He would reach his hand for the other man to shake, but for the stack of textbooks in them.

Golden Eyes smiles.

"I'm Zuko, Zuko Sozin," he says, setting his remaining textbooks on the table by his side. Sokka follows suit.

"Hey, I think I've seen you before - are you taking Piandao's Intro to Biology class?"

"Uh, yeah - yeah! You sit a few rows in front of me." Zuko laughs. "Your doodles are uh, something alright."

Sokka knocks him good-naturedly on the shoulder. "I gotta keep my hands busy for my brain to focus." He looks down at the stack of books on the table. "What on earth are you studying, to have that many books?"

"Uh, Biology and Chemistry double-major, Pre-Med track." Sokka's eyes widen. "It's really not that much! I got a bunch of stuff out of the way with AP credits."

Sokka raises an eyebrow.

"Okay, it is a lot - but I'm really passionate about it. I want to be a doctor."

"Well, Dr. Sozin, what can I get started for you today?"

"Can I get a iced matcha, with a lot of honey?"

Sokka raises his other eyebrow. "A doctor with a sweet tooth?"

"Kind of?"

"Don't worry, I won't rat you out to your dentist. An iced matcha with extra honey?" Zuko nods and Sokka smiles. "You got it, doc."

ii.

Sokka falls into a routine at the Jasmine Dragon. He opens the shop every morning, and every morning of the fall semester so far, Zuko Sozin comes in at precisely 6:05am. Zuko will order an iced matcha with honey, and sits at a table by the window with his laptop and at least two textbooks open at all times. Then, at 11:50am - Sokka guess he has a class that starts at noon - Zuko leaves the shop, always making sure to throw his spare change into Sokka's tip jar.

He's so beautiful.

On a slow day, Sokka comes out from behind the safety of the counter and works up the courage to ask Zuko if he can study with him. Zuko looks shocked at first, but his lips quirk up in a smile as he gestures for Sokka to sit in the chair across from him, moving his textbooks to make room for Sokka's one book and laptop.

"What are you studying, Sokka?" Zuko appears to be genuinely interested.

"Oh, uh, social work, with a concentration in mental health." Sokka waits for Zuko to laugh at him. It never comes. He looks up at him over their laptops.

"That's really cool."

"You think so?"

"Yeah! I mean, some pre-med majors can be really pretentious, really dismissive of mental illness, but um - not me. I don't really have that luxury." Zuko laughs, as though at a joke with himself. "What's the Intro to Biology for, then?"

"Not all of us got our common core out of the way with AP credits, like some nerd I know." Zuko smiles at that, and looks back down at his laptop screen.

Sokka pulls his keys from his pocket and starts fidgeting with the stim toy he keeps on his keychain as he reads through his latest assignment for his Mental Illness and Society class. He bought it on Etsy, relieved to find a neurodivergent-owned shop after scrolling through a lot of stores that just seemed to be hopping on the 'trend' of selling fidget toys. He flips to the next page in his textbook, popping the buttons back and forth in a steady rhythm. He remembers Zuko's sitting across from him and stops abruptly.

"Is this annoying? Do you want me to stop?"

Zuko just cocks his head. "Why would I get a say in what you do? It's kind of your shop, right?"

"Um, to be polite?" Sokka laughs. "And you would be surprised how many customers I get who think they get to tell me what to do." His eyes settle on the half drunk latte in front of him. "It's not really my shop either, I just work the early morning shifts so Mr. Iroh can sleep in. If you ever get to stay past noon sometime, you'll see him come in. You can't miss him, short guy, talks in riddles. He's older, a war vet I think - I just get that impression from some of the stories he tells me. But anyway, did you want me to stop fidgeting?" Sokka looks back up to meet those golden eyes.

Zuko glitches for a second. "Oh! No, no, go for it - if it helps you to study, I'm all for it."

Sokka smiles, and looking at the way Zuko keeps picking at his cuticles gives him an idea. He digs into his backpack and pulls out another stim toy, an acupressure ring. ""Do you want to try this instead of maiming your hands?"

Zuko hesitantly holds out a hand and Sokka drops it into his palm. "You don't have to."

Sokka scoffs. "I know I don't have to - I want to. Come on, I wear it on my thumb sometimes -" and suddenly he's taking Zuko's hands into his and getting very close to Zuko's face. Zuko can smell espresso on his clothes and Sokka's hands are so warm against his. Calloused, sure, but warm. He holds Zuko's right hand gently, pressing the spiky ring onto his thumb. "And you can rub it back and forth with your pointer finger and it gives you that kind of prickly sensation that you get from skin picking, just without the skin picking." Sokka pulls his hands away and Zuko immediately misses them. "Give it a shot, tell me what you think."

Zuko tentatively rolls the ring over his thumb. Huh. The cute barista's right, the acupressure gives him that same prickly, scratchy feeling that picking at his nails and cuticles does. "Wow," he says, "I think you've converted me."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Then keep it, I've got a thousand more where that came from, ADHD perks."

Zuko instinctively opens his mouth to protest but the words die in his throat.

"You, you have ADHD?" He stops rolling the ring across his thumb.

"Yup." Sokka's lips popped on the 'p', and he turned to the next page in his textbook. "And I'm pretty sure you've got some spicy stuff happening your brain, too. But you don't have to tell me."

"How are you so open about it?"

Sokka's hand stills around the fidget. "My parents never treated me like I was deficient in any way - my brain just works differently, which means I have trouble with some 'normal' stuff. But I also strengths in areas that others don't have naturally. Accommodations aren't anything to be ashamed of."

"Sounds nice." All of the levity drops out of Zuko's voice.

Sokka levels a look at Zuko. He lets his eyes flit to the right side of Zuko's face and the scar there. He's seen it so many times, and the burns look so concentrated, almost... intentional. His stomach churns at the thought. The scar's old... and Zuko's at college now, he has to be safe - he has to be.

"Like I said, you don't have to tell me." Sokka's hand starts to fidget with the buttons again. "But I have it on good authority that I am a good listener."

"I'll... I'll keep that in mind." Zuko looks down at his hands, fingers rolling the ring back and forth against his thumb. "Thank you."

"Anytime, doc."

iii.

Somehow, fumbling through their collective social awkwardness, they manage to swap numbers.

At the end of the fall semester, Sokka texts Zuko for the first time.

S: hey, im gonna be a few minutes later. don't worry, im still coming.

Z: okay. thank you.

When Sokka finally pulls into the parking lot fifteen minutes late, he sees Zuko waiting outside the door, sitting on a bench, head buried in one of his chemistry textbooks.

"Hey," he puts his keys in the door. "You can just come in while I open, it won't take too long."

Zuko follows him inside, and he closes the door against the chill.

"You didn't have to text me," Zuko says, like it's a question.

"I wanted to," Sokka starts flipping on light switches. "I know you've got your routine, and I didn't want to stress you out when it got messed up."

"Why would that matter to you?"

"Um, I don't want you to be stressed? I kind of care about you."

"You... you care about me?" Zuko stands in the middle of the coffee shop, unmoving.

Sokka smiles. "Yeah, I think I do."

"Why?"

"I think we could be friends?"

"Oh." Zuko's face falls for a second - what Sokka has come to understand is his 'processing' face - and he looks back up a second later. "I think we could be friends too."

"Friendship with a barista has great perks, you know." Sokka laughs as he starts up the grinder. "Although the perks of a social worker friend aren't too bad either."

"How's that going? With your first semester ending?" Zuko sits on a stool at the bar and watches Sokka putter around behind it.

"Well, I'm going to pass Intro to Biology, not for lack of trying on Piandao's part - I swear he's trying to weed out all the humanities kids. It isn't even a weed out course!" He polishes an espresso glass furiously. "How are you doing?"

Zuko chokes. "Oh, I'm - I'm fine, you know it's a hard class and all -"

"You're getting an A, aren't you?" Sokka squints at him from behind a bag of coffee beans. "Curve breaker," he scoffs.

"Hey, it's not my fault that I'm, what did you call it? A 'burnt-out gifted kid with people pleasing tendencies'." Zuko crosses his arms and huffs at the memory of that conversation. Sokka had read him like a picture book. And it was not fair for one person to be that good at emotions.

"You are correct, I did indeed call you that." Sokka pulls the first shot of the morning. "And it looks like I was right."

"You know what you said the other week, about being a good listener?"

"Sure do," Sokka takes a sip of the espresso, swishing it around in his mouth before spitting it out. "What's on your mind?"

"Well, if we're going to be... friends, I just think you'd want to know that - I'm autistic." Zuko stares at Sokka searching his face for any cues about what the next words out of his mouth will be, waiting for the facade of friendship to drop. He furiously rolls the acupressure ring up and down his thumb.

"Okay, that's great!"

"...what."

Zuko's hands freeze and he squeezes the ring against his skin, feeling the pressure increase.

"That's great, I'm glad you felt safe enough to tell me that. I kind of guessed your parents weren't as accommodating as mine?"

Zuko laughs something sour. "No, no they were not." He looks up in surprise as Sokka puts an iced matcha, extra honey, in front of him. "You're right though, I do feel safe here. I feel safe with you." Zuko looks down at the acupressure ring on his thumb, softening his grip. "You could have totally ignored me, but you didn't. Or you could've been mean about my quirks - but you weren't. Why?"

"Well, for starters, you tip well." Sokka smiles and leans across the counter, bracketing Zuko's elbows in with his own. "But you're also a really great guy - you're passionate, you want to make people's lives better, and you're also like, really beautiful."

Zuko feels his cheeks flush. "You really think that?" His fingers still against the fidget again, but he doesn't feel the need to press it into his skin. He's captivated by Sokka's words. Surely, Sokka couldn't actually mean -

"Oh, yeah. Every bit." Sokka brushes his hand against one of Zuko's, the one with the fidget ring. "Can I hold your hand?"

"Yes, please, yes." After weeks, Sokka's hand is back in his, and Zuko thinks he's going to implode. "Can, can you hold both of my hands? With both of your hands?"

"Of course," Sokka's positively beaming, grabbing Zuko's hands and running his thumbs across his knuckles. "Now you're absolutely allowed to say no to my next question, and there are no hard feelings."

"Yes?"

"Can I kiss you?"

"Fuck yes."

The iced matcha is forgotten.

+ i

Sokka's feet hurt like hell. Mr. Iroh had called in him to work a double on Friday, and since he doesn't have any classes on Fridays, he foolishly agreed.

It won't seem so foolish once you see the paycheck, he reminds himself. He and Zuko have a deal. Zuko pays for his medical school with his job shelving books at the University library, and Sokka pays for their tiny apartment by caffeinating all of the other broke college kids in town. By some miracle, they seem to be able to make it work. Zuko graduated into the medical college a year early, which helps with tuition costs, and of course his brilliant boyfriend got all kinds of scholarships.

Sokka is indescribably proud of him.

The door bell jangles just as Sokka is wiping the crumbs off the last cafe table. "Hey, we're starting to close up for the night, so it'd better be a to-go order," he calls over his shoulder.

"Even for me?"

"Zuko!" Sokka drops his cloth immediately and spins around, pulling Zuko into a hug. Zuko taps the small of his back when he's ready to let go, and Sokka lets him go, beaming. "You came to visit me at work?"

"More like I picked up your favorite soup dumplings from Haru's across the street and thought we could walk home together?" Zuko shrugs, gesturing to the brown paper bag in his arms. "How's that sound to you?"

"Baby, that's just what I needed today." Sokka picks up his cleaning supplies. "Okay, I just need to put all of this away and then we can lock up and go home, how's that?"

"Great," Zuko smiles at him. "I may have also picked up some more Doctor Who DVDs from the library," he smirks.

"Oh, you trickster!" Sokka yells from the kitchen, before appearing again. "You used my one weakness, pork soup dumplings, against me in order to get your nerdy way."

"Oh, big talk coming from the guy who watches astronomy documentaries for fun," Zuko laughs as Sokka leads him out of the shop, switching off the lights and locking the door behind him. "If it were up to you, we'd be watching Cosmos all weekend, and I can only take so much of Neil deGrasse Tyson explaining the peculiarities of the moon."

"Hey, the moon is cool!"

"You are correct, the moon is very cool. It's freezing, because it's a rock. In space. With no atmosphere. Or life." Zuko deadpans, earning a light punch on the shoulder from Sokka.

"Fine, you get Doctor Who tonight, but Saturday is going to be all PBS Nova, baby. Brace yourself." Sokka takes Zuko's free hand into his as they start the walk home.

"Well, as long as you're there, I'm happy."

Notes:

fidgets in this work were inspired by those from shop StimBox

[nepenthendline]

Care - Tanaka

yes I know all I’ve been writing is Tanaka but I love him ok he deserves it, is this literally 3.4k words of loving Tanaka, yeah, yeah it is

this is a little fic of you taking care of and spoiling Tanaka since he’s always taking care of you!

While he may seem a little wild and rough, Tanaka was the sweetest, most selfless person you had ever met. Every day he put so much effort into taking care of you, bringing you snacks in case you were hungry, giving you his jacket when you were cold, surprising you with gifts to brighten your day. He truly loved doing things for you, and showing his love and respect for you by making your life a little easier every day.

It really did make him happy to be able to take care of you; he felt such a fulfilling sense of pride being able to be your support system and being the man you can count on, but he needed to be cared for too. You always tried to do things for him, but he’d always tell you that you didn’t need to, or he’d get in first and do it for you. He knew you loved him, and he wanted you to focus on your own health and happiness before his. Giving him cuddles and kisses was often the only way you were able to show your appreciation to him, which he loved, but you wanted to do more. 

You didn’t want to wait until his birthday, or use an excuse such as Valentine’s day to be able to dote on your boyfriend, so, seemingly so carefree, you asked him after school if he would be free to hang out on the weekend since you’d have the house to yourself, and of course, he agreed. He would never miss a time to be with you.

He got to yours in the late morning, giving you a big grin and a small bunch of your favourite flowers. Even on such casual days, he still wanted to give you a reason to smile, and he knew how much you loved having flowers in your space. They weren’t expensive at all; in fact they came from his coach’s shop where Ukai was nice enough to give them to him half-price since he knew the boy had a partner to spoil, but you always reacted as if he had bought you an entire field of the finest roses. 

“Baby, you didn’t have to! You’re so sweet, thank you so much. They’re beautiful,” you whined as you took the flowers from his grasp and placed them under your noses, breathing in their fresh scent. He let out a chuckle, before wrapping you up in his arms and kissing your cheek.

“I know, but I wanted to. You look so cute when you get them and you worked so hard at school this week,” his eyes were beaming as if he had received the flowers himself. Your cheeks burned a little as you have him a peck, and thanked him again, before rushing off to find a vase. 

“So babe, what did you want to do today? We can finish watching that show you liked?” He asked, walking into the kitchen to give you a hand once he set his backpack down. 

“Well, I actually had something in mind for today,” you hinted at, turning towards him after popping the flowers in the water and displaying them on your table.

“Whatever you want to do, I’m down for!” He spoke with so much enthusiasm that you giggled a little, and continued.

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see, it’s a surprise,” he tilted his head in confusion as your comment, his brow furrowed.

“A surprise? F-for me?” He stuttered. As much confidence as he had, and as loud as he could be, you could send him into a blushing mess in seconds. You nodded with a smile, clasping your hands together in front of you nervously.

“Yeah, I want to take care of you today, and do things you like to do,” you watched closely for his; his mouth opened and closed a couple times with his eyes a little wider than usual before he finally spoke. 

“I-You don’t have to do that, silly! I love doing whatever you wanna do, and making my baby happy.”

“I know, and I want to do this.” You moved forward and placed your hands on his chest, looking him in the eyes as you spoke. His cheeks were tinged with pink and his heart was beating faster than usual, but he nodded, speechless.

You both made your way out of the house, walking together into the nearby town. You had one hand in his, and the other wrapped around his arm. Honestly, he was a little nervous, and you could tell. Not that he didn’t want to be pampered by you, but it was so deeply ingrained in him that it was his job to put you first, take care of you and make you happy, not the other way round. 

You reached your destination, which was a cute bakery that also had it’s own cafe. The place was known well around the area for their delicious cakes and melonpan, Tanaka’s favourite food, as well as the peaceful, pastel decoration. You quickly found a table to sit at; Tanaka, of course, pulled out a chair for you to fit on before sitting down himself. 

“Ahh, it smells so good in here. They definitely have chocolate melonpan, oh, and matcha! I can smell it,” he was practically drooling as he took in his surroundings. You giggled, taking his hand from across the table and pointed to the menu signs above the cashier, asking him what he wanted.

“A chocolate melonpan for sure, and maybe a stawberry one too. Oh, and a latte! What do you want? I’ll go get it for us,” he started pulling out his wallet before you put your hand on his arm, stopping him. 

“Nope, I’m getting it for us. Put that away,” he tried to refuse, but you gave him a stern look and headed off to order.

A few moments later, you came back with your treats and a paper bag.

“Hmm, what’s that?” He asked, picking up the bag and taking a peak inside. There was another four melonpan in various flavours special to the bakery that he hadn’t tried before. 

“I got you some extras to take home with you,” you could have melted from the look he have you. His eyes seemed a shake a little as he slowly looked up at you from the bag, and his mouth hung open slightly. He, then, let out a big grin, thanking you repeatedly for your gift, telling you that he’ll enjoy them.

“You can eat them with me too!” You chuckled at his response; he had no idea how to enjoy things to himself without his selflessness kicking in. The two of you chatted while you had your treats, him telling you about how the volleyball team had been doing, and you keeping him up-to-date with all the drama in your class. He was always something that seemed happy and up-beat constantly, but you could tell that today he truly was feeling good. His eyes were sparkling, his hands waved around and he spoke, and he stared at you so gently as you spoke, listening carefully to what you had to say. 

A while later after finishing, you headed out of the cafe and hooked your arm around his, bringing him on to the next place. There was a game shop that was a little walk away, and he had been talking about getting some new games recently for his console. You didn’t play too often with him, but you preferred watching him as his face went through a variety of emotions trying to get past each level, and how he moved his body around as if it would help him move in-game. 

“I thought we could take a look in here, see if there’s any games you’d like to try,” you mentioned, stepping into the store.

“Are you sure? We can go somewhere else, I don’t wanna bore you looking around,” he sounded so concerned, as if you’d had just come to him saying you were sick.

“Today’s about you, remember? Besides, I like looking around too,” you reassured him, and, with that, he set off to scour each shelf of possible games. Every time he found one he liked the look of, he called you over to tell you all about it, and you listened and made comments along the way. It was nice to let him indulge in his hobbies, and getting to hear about all the things he liked and dislikes in games, or what genres he preferred to play. You loved watching how his mouth moved as he sub-consciously read the blurbs to himself, or how his brow would tighten when he didn’t like a certain game, or the way he would quickly look between two games in his hands, comparing them together. 

You had been in the shop for around 40 minutes, before Tanaka came bundling over to you with a game in his hands.

“This one looks so cool! And it’s on sale so I’ve got enough for it, do you think I should get it?” He looked like a puppy that had brought back it’s ball you had thrown; he bounced in his spot as he spoke, and he pushed the game into your hands to show you. You didn’t really understand what the game was about, but he seemed to like it a lot.

“Let me get it for you?” You knew he was going to say no, but you really wanted to spoil him today. Whenever you saw him, he always seemed to have a new gift for you, and while money or presents weren’t important in your relationship, it did feel so nice to be thought of like that. And you wanted to do the same for him. 

“No, no, I’ll get it. You save your money for yourself baby, I can pay for my stuff,” he offered a smile and stood straight, as if he were trying to puff out his chest to look more manly. You pleaded again, but of course, he just said no.

You had to resort to your last option. 

You hung your head a little lower, and pushed your bottom lip out in a pout while looking at Tanaka in hooded eyes.

“Please baby? It would make me really happy to buy you the game,” you asked in a cute voice, putting emphasis on the ‘baby’ and tapping your fingers together. You knew he couldn’t resist your puppy-dog face, and he would do anything that you say would make you happy. He tried so hard to stay strong, to look away and resist you, but he couldn’t. 

“Argh, fine. Only because you’re so adorable and because it’ll make you happy. But never again!” You let out a gleeful squeal, thanking him while running off to the cashier to purchase the game. He couldn’t help but chuckle at your excitement, watching you as you readily handed over your money for him. You came skipping back over with a bag containing his gift and handed it over with a smile. He took the bag, looking at it for a moment, before tucking you close to his chest and wrapping you up tightly. He swung you as he held you, thanking you often and smothering your face in light kisses. 

You walked hand-in-hand on your way home. He spent the whole time telling you what a great day he had, and how thankful he was for the things you did for him. 

“I can’t wait to get back and give you the biggest cuddles for today; I’ll hug you, I’ll play with your hair, I’ll give you a massage too!” He was in his own little dreamland of all the things he could do for you. You giggled, and as much as you wanted those things from him, this was his day. 

As soon as the two of you got home, he already had you lifted in his arms to carry you to the sofa, and tangled yourselves together as you sat down.

“Did you bring your console with you? Why don’t you try out your game for a bit?” You knew he was excited to start it, since he had talked about it the whole way back. But he shook his head and held you tighter. 

“It’s ok, it’s only a one-player so we won’t be able to play together.”

“I can watch you play! I’d like to see how you do, I bet you’d get through the levels so quickly since you’re really good at games,” you said, boosting his ego. His eyes widened, and he shot up from the sofa with a new-found energy. 

“In that case, I’ll show you all my cool skills, and you can watch and learn,” he pointed at himself with pride, before scurrying off to get his game. 

You watched him play for a couple hours, admiring him as he got so caught up in the storyline and battling the monsters. He was such an energetic guy that you rarely had moments where you could just sit down and watch him. While it was better for you, you really didn’t understand why Tanaka wasn’t a popular guy. Sure, he could get a little hot-headed, but he was so handsome and kind. He had beautiful, piercing eyes, and a jaw-line that could cut you, not to mention his muscular, broad build. Seeming him smile made you feel so warm and, still, gave you butterflies. There was something so innocent and pure about his smile that contrasted his edgy appearance, and reminded you of the generous, loving man he was. 

A rumble from his stomach knocked you out of your trance, and you checked your phone to see it was already past 7pm. You gave him a kiss on his cheek, and stood up. 

“I’m going to get dinner ready while you play,” of course, he went to put his console away and offer you his help, but you pushed him back on the sofa and told him to stay put, then headed out to the kitchen. 

You could smell the flowers he brought you every time you turned while preparing your food, sending a giddy smile on your face. Tanaka was actually pretty good at cooking since his sister made him learn growing up, and you enjoyed making meals with him keeping you company, but you didn’t want him lifting a finger today. You could hear his shouts and button-smashing from your spot, making you chuckle from time-to-time as you cooked. A little while later, you called him in, telling him dinner was ready. 

He came leaping in, excitement clear in his long strides, and he twirled you around after you put your bowls on the table, giving you a hard, passionate kiss as thanks. He let out a variety of ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ as he inspected and tasted the curry you made for him, quickly, and messily scoffing it down. Setting his empty bowl in front of him, he leaned back on his chair and patted his stomach as he beamed.

“That was so good, I’m so full now, but I could eat ten more bowls of that if you made it,” if Tanaka wanted to be flirty and smooth on purpose, it would send him into a stuttering, blushing mess, but when he wasn’t trying he could compliment and make you swoon non-stop. 

You did the dishes, with his help this time as he refused to let you do them alone, then headed back to lay on the sofa for a little while. He went back to playing his game, letting you try a couple times as you both got lost in the action. You were getting a little sleepy, and you could tell he was too since his reflexes weren’t as sharp as before, so you wanted to start settling down for the night with him. You excused yourself, saying you were going to the bathroom, which wasn’t technically a lie. After walking in, you started running a bath for your boyfriend, popping in a bath bomb and lighting some candles around the counter tops so you could switch off the light. 

You were a bit nervous to invite him up; you’d never done something like this for him before, and you had no clue if he would like it. He was a sucker for romantic things though, something you’d learned from your time together, but would this be a little to cheesy?

You must had taken a while to set up since you heard Tanaka walking towards the bathroom.

“Hey baby? Are you ok? You’ve been gone a-oh,” he walked into the bathroom since you had left the door open, and his eyes took in the sight before him. The flickering candles reflected off his eyes, showing the moisture that threatened to spill over. His gaze was fixated across each little detail in the room: the sweet, relaxing smell of the candles, the bubbly surface of the water, the fluffy towels that were hung over the radiator - he was dumbstruck. 

“Um, it’s for you. Sorry if it’s a little much, I just wanted to make it special for you,” you mumbled shyly. He didn’t say anything except look at you. The room was dark but you could see grey, sparkling eyes so clearly. 

He walked over to you, and pulled you into his arms, tucking his face into your neck. One hand was wrapped around your back, and the other supported your head. You stayed there for a few minutes, his grip around you getting tighter and his fingers tangled in your hair. You could feel the steady pace of his heart against your chest, and he pressed the occasional loving kiss on your neck. Slowly, he pulled away, resting his forehead on yours with his face flushed and a dazed smile on his lips. He let his arms fall, and grabbed onto your hands instead, leaning in and meeting your lips with his. The kiss was slow and passionate, but innocent too. You pulled back and cupped a hand on his cheek.

“Let’s get you undressed, the water will go cold if you wait to long,” he nodded, and you helped him out of his clothes and guided him over to the bath. He sunk fully into the water with the bubbles surrounding his body, and let out a deep hum of satisfaction and letting his eyes close as he felt each and every muscle relax. You sat on the floor next to the bath, hanging one over the edge to gently run your fingers over the skin on his leg.

He opened his eyes and turned to look at you. He looked so calm and peaceful, every tension that was usually in his face was gone, and his eyes were lidded while his lips lazily turned up. You moved your hand higher, stroking his soft cheek instead as you admired him. 

“You’re always doing things for me, taking care of me and making me so happy, and I wanted to take care of you for a change. You’re so amazing, Ryu, and I’m so lucky to have someone so caring and thoughtful as my partner, and I hope you know how thankful I am of everything you do.” Your voice was quiet, but in the silence of the room he could hear you perfectly. He had to bit his lip to stop it from quivering; no one had ever done something like this for him before. His heart felt like bursting with love and warmth, and his mind was following a mantra of how much he loved you, but he knew if he spoke his voice would fail him. He swallowed hard as it tightened, and he moved your hand to his lips, kissing the palm and letting it linger there. He closed his eyes again, letting himself melt into your touch. You couldn’t tell if the moisture on your hand was from the bath or from his eyes. He took a deep breath,

“I love you, so so much,” he murmured, his voice cracking slightly. You smiled, leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss on his forehead.  You ducked your head down a little to meet his red, watering eyes.

“And I love you, too. I want to be able to take care of you too, that’s what I’m here to do. So, please, let me show you my love and treat you like the perfect prince you are.”

[hyunsracha]

some things — kim seungmin

word count: 2.6k

summary: your life with seungmin was full of routines. but some things change.

Some things never change, you assumed.

The cool metal of bleachers was a constant under your thighs, as was the open binder that sat in your lap. The contents of said binder changed with the seasons, but your eyes scanned them the same. The analytical glare you always wore stayed the same, eyes only ever softening when they came into contact with him. 

Him, with his perfectly styled hair, hours of practice barely messing up the strands. Fitted baseball uniform snuggly pressed against his tall frame, beads of sweat forming at the brow. The sounds of his heavy steps on the bleachers were music to your ears as you pulled your attention from the papers in front of you. 

“What are you studying?” He breathed out, accepting the water you offered to him out of habit.

“Cost-benefit analysis.”

“Again?”

“Unfortunately so. A majority of the class failed our last test on it, so we’re doing it again.”

He chuckled, “But you passed, right?”

“94%.” You grumbled down at the paper. You shouldn’t have to relearn things you already knew. But you had familiarized yourself with every part of this course the first week; you weren’t learning anything new at this point. You closed the binder when he cleared his throat.

“Wanna take a trip to Smith’s? On me.” It was always Smith’s, and it was always on him. But that’s just the way the two of you were. Since you were freshmen in high school, 4 years ago. Your father had gotten a job at a firm in a different city, causing you to uproot your entire life just after middle school ended. On your first day in a completely new area, Seungmin saw you eating lunch alone and decided to join you.

“C...Can I sit here?” You remember him saying, pointing a shaky finger to the seat beside you. And you had nodded, forcing yourself to hide an excited smile.

“What’s that?”

“Oh!” You frowned at the heavy book you had placed next to your tray, “It’s a law textbook. My dad is a lawyer, and he wants me to be one, so I have to read all of this stuff.” You didn’t know what you wanted to be yet, but you certainly didn’t want to be a lawyer. You would frankly rather die than argue with strangers in stuffy ties all day long. But apparently, Seungmin did, “I wanna be a lawyer! Can I see it?” You nodded again, pushing the book his way. You allowed yourself to smile once you saw the way his eyes lit up at the words on the pages. 

Seungmin hasn’t left your side since.

Maybe that’s why you fell in love with him years ago. Because he never left your side. Even after you broke each other’s hearts on a set of bleachers identical to the ones you were sitting on now, too young and too dumb to be good for each other, he never left you. 

You forced yourself up, collecting all of your things and putting them in your bag before following Seungmin to his car. You knew how to drive, and you had a car of your own that you bought in high school, but Seungmin’s car was nicer, and he was nice enough to drive you around all the time. You knocked impatiently on the window for Seungmin to unlock the passenger side door, as you always did. And you immediately plugged your phone into the aux once you were seated, as you always did. Full of routines, you and Seungmin. But that’s what worked between the two of you. How could you ever want to do anything different? 

Well…

You watch him while he drives, a playlist of Dean and Day6 songs soft in the background. He drove with one hand, the other resting on the center console, tapping mindlessly. Maybe you did want to do something different. Maybe you wanted to reach out and wrap your fingers around his. Maybe it would feel like it used to.

You shook your head. You already knew you and Seungmin wouldn’t work out. But then, why was your face suddenly red at the mere thought of holding your best friend’s hand?

Smith’s was a small cafe on the outskirts of town. The two of you have had many a study date here. The warm atmosphere mixed with its cheap coffee made it one of your favorite places in town. Bonus points for the cute barista you had made friends with at the beginning of the year. 

“(Name)! Seungmin! My favorite customers! Your regulars, I assume?” The previously mentioned barista chirped. How Jisung could be so cheerful all the time, you didn’t know. But you always appreciated the extra brightness he brought to your days. You made small talk with the boy as Seungmin paid, not failing to notice the brightness of his cheeks and the small sun he drew on your cup, but not your friend’s. You knew Jisung had a bit of a crush on you; he had practically admitted it to you one night when you were studying alone. And you would go for it, honestly, but there was something holding you back.

That something pushed the warm cup of coffee into your hands, tilting his head toward your favorite table. You followed his footsteps, situating yourself in the booth. The two of you always sat here. Same table, same drinks, same boy. And it felt right.

Conversation with Seungmin was always easy. How was class, how was practice, is that one professor still seemingly trying to flunk you? You could flow from topic to topic with the brunet without skipping a beat. This was the purest version of yourself; no schoolwork, fathers, or expectations making you act differently. Seungmin always brought out the real you, and you figured one day you would have to thank him for that.

Some things do change, you discovered.

You looked past Seungmin’s sheepish grin as his words sunk in. 

You were sitting on the bleachers again. This time, your binder was open to a print-out

about personal finance. Seungmin wore the same baseball uniform with the same perfect hair. But this time, something was different. 

Seungmin was telling you about his upcoming date.

It wasn’t the first time either of you had started seeing somebody else, obviously. It had been over two years since you broke up. 

Let’s see...you had dated Hwang Hyunjin junior year. It ended horribly. You also went on a few dates with Lee Minho last semester. And Seungmin had dated Choi Lia that same year. And Shin Ryujin senior year. And Yang Jeongin senior year. None of those relationships ever upset you. Well, except for the breakups. Especially his breakup with Ryujin. That one was messy.

So why did the idea of Seungmin going on a date with someone new make your stomach flip with something besides excitement for your closest friend? But you smiled anyway, shutting your binder firmly, “Tell me about it!”

“Well..” He started rambling about this boy named Felix that he had met in his algebra class. You could see how excited he was in the way his eyes shone and his hands shook. You couldn’t not be happy for him. So you swallowed your unnamed feelings and placed a hand on his shoulder, “You got this, Min. He’s gonna love you.”

And love him, he did. As did you.

You couldn’t be mad, you really couldn’t. Especially not at Felix. He was probably one of the sweetest people you had ever met. 

Seungmin introduced the two of you at Smith’s, at your favorite table. At first, you were upset. How dare someone come and stain the perfect routine you have with Seungmin? But then you got to know the boy, and you understood why Seungmin liked him so much. Felix was a pretty boy with a face full of stars, yet he shone like the sun. You tried to ignore the burn in your chest when you looked down and saw their hands intertwined. 

When Felix left to go to the bathroom, Seungmin turned to you with the brightest smile you had ever seen, “He’s cute, right?”

You forced a laugh from your throat as you nodded, “He really is. I can tell he likes you a lot.” Of course you know what it looked like when someone liked Seungmin. All you had to do was look in a mirror. 

The three of you stayed at your table for a few hours, chatting and giggling until Seungmin said he had to take Felix home. After they waved goodbye, you let out the groan you had been holding for hours, resisting the urge to slam your head on the table. 

You needed a drink. Not alcohol, but hot coffee to warm the coldness inside of you. Approaching the counter, you plaster on a smile, “Hey, Jisung.”

He smiled back, something big and bright and beautiful, “Hey, (Name). The usual?” You nodded in response. As he turned to prepare your drink, he spoke again, “Why do you always get the same thing? Why don’t you try switching it up?”

You hummed. He did have a point, you supposed. You liked your drink, and you liked your table, but sometimes you itched for something new. Seungmin was breaking from your routines. Maybe it was your turn. 

Perching on one of the stools near where Jisung was currently working, you answer him, “I think I will try something new today. I’ll get an iced matcha latte instead. And…” You heaved a sigh. Maybe it was time to move on; start new routines, “...and your number.” 

Some changes are necessary, you’re still learning.

Being with Jisung was good. Jisung was good to you. You felt good around Jisung. He was a perfect gentleman, the type to open doors for you and pull out your chair. He made you laugh, and he was one hell of a kisser.

Seungmin unfortunately had to discover that when you showed up to your spot on the bleachers late one day with messy hair and swollen lips. He just stared at you, an unknown feeling bubbling in his chest. He knew that your appearance was because of Jisung, and he didn’t like it one bit. Maybe he was feeling protective. His best friend was messing around with some barista boy they barely knew. That was it, right? 

He pointed to your neck, clicking his tongue at the purple mark present on your skin, “What is that?”

Your hand followed his finger, face flushing a dark red once you realized, “Shit! Sorry, that was...Jisung...he- yeah.” The collar of your shirt was too low for you to cover it, so you just kept your hand over the spot, unable to make eye contact with the boy in front of you. His eyebrows shot up, and you could see his jaw clench before you, “Okay.” He turned to go back to practice, his break long over. He seemed upset, and you couldn’t help but wonder why. Maybe he was just being protective. But you were an adult, you could handle a hickey or two. You shook your head to rid yourself of the thought, opening your binder once more.

Weeks passed, and you believed you were settling into a new routine. A routine that involved more Jisung than before. Not quite joined at the hip, you and Jisung spent lots of time together. And you always pushed for more. He was so good, so kind, so sweet. But something was missing. So you planned more dates, hoping to light that spark that would start a fire. 

It never came.

On one of those dates, you spilled your guts. You had drank a little too much. You were still conscious, but you were feeling a little loose-lipped. Blame the Desperate Housewives drinking game the two of you were playing. Your guts just so happened to be filled with love and affection for your best friend, as opposed to the boy sitting across from you who looked at you with stars in his eyes. He had only sighed, taking your cup from you and dumping the remnants in the sink.

“You’re not mad?” You had pouted. 

He breathed out a sad chuckle, “No. I sort of expected it. I’ve seen you two interact...I knew I was only a placeholder. It’s okay.”

He walked you home that night and helped you get ready for bed, only leaving after he was sure you were asleep, plugging your phone in in the living room so you didn’t drunkenly text anyone.

You were thinking too much. Thinking too much about a certain boy, which only made you feel more guilty, considering that boy wasn’t the one you broke up with the night before. So you came to your spot on the bleachers. A part of you hoped he would sense you here and come running, wrap you up in his arms and make it all better. But he was probably out with his boyfriend right now. God, you felt so stupid. Falling in love with your best friend again? Not to mention the whole ex-boyfriend thing. Maybe you never stopped. Maybe every time you looked at him and felt your heart rate increase, it wasn’t in a friendly way. You wrapped your arms around yourself. The wind was cold and you were only wearing a thin t-shirt. You should’ve thought about this before running out here, but the bleachers were the only place you wanted to be right now. You couldn’t cry; you weren’t sad enough to cry. Your phone pinged once, twice, three times. No doubt texts from Jisung, probably saying that he wasn’t mad and he would see you at the cafe and you were still friends. 

The sounds of his heavy steps on the bleachers were music to your ears as you pulled your attention from the baseball diamond in front of you. You furrowed your brow, “What are you doing here?”

He took a seat next to you, “I could ask you the same.” He paused, “Felix and I broke up.”

Well, that was surprising. You turned to face him, concern lacing your features. He felt your eyes on him. He always did. “I realized some things and...we just weren’t meant to be.” You wouldn’t pressure him to speak, but you couldn’t help your curiosity. 

“Jisung and I broke up, too.” His head snapped in your direction, making surprised eye contact with you. He reached out, placing a warm palm on your knee. Your skin burned at the touch, like it usually did. “I’m sorry.”

You shook your head, “It’s not your fault. It’s mine. I realized some things, too.”

“Count of three?”

“Count of three.”

This was a thing the two of you had always done. If you both had news to share, you would say it at the same time, so one piece didn’t overpower the other.

“1...2..3...I still love you-”

“I still love you-”

The wind seemed to suddenly halt its attack on your shivering frame. The two of you stared at each other blankly, your minds taking their time processing each other’s words.

I still love you.

You’re opening your mouth to respond when Seungmin takes the initiative, leaning forward and crashing into your lips, rough and gentle at the same time. Your entire body feels like it’s been set on fire, scalding skin set ablaze by Seungmin’s lips over yours. His hands are on your cheeks, your neck, your waist; anywhere he can grab to pull you closer. This is what he was missing. He liked Felix, but the boy was unable to light a fire inside of him like you did. Powerful yet warming, every movement of his lips was laced with the adoration he had been holding in his heart since you broke up all those years ago.

Some things change for the better. You and Seungmin change for the better. 

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what if you.....answered all of them......for tsuki 😳 — @cringyalienships

t...tsukishima?? oh my fuckin god ofc scout you know me so well. thank you for sending an ask! @cringyalienships (gonna be answering w my self-inserts/ocs bc they’re basically me just look not like me shhdgsj-)

strawberry: before getting together, how did your F/O realize they had a crush on you? How did they act around you once they realized they were head over heels?

uhh, well, it’s tsukishima, it was probably something that built up that he tried to repress it and brush it off like it was nothing, but when he couldn’t and he realized it was romantic feelings, he was probably like, “fuck my life.” and he couldn’t bring himself to hate aika for it, because she was just being herself and doesn’t have control over his feelings. as much as he wanted to avoid her, or be cold to her, he also couldn’t bring himself to do that either(he believed that he didn’t deserve her(BRUH), but even though he thought that, he wouldn’t go out of his way to hurt her to make her avoid him), so he just continued on with life, but eased up with teasing her than with others, and even joked with aika to try and get closer. he just waited to see any signs of her feeling the same way. (LET KEI TSUKISHIMA BE SOFT 2020 I WILL FIGHT ON THAT)

rose petal: what traditions do you and your F/O share? 

for holidays, they definitely celebrate halloween together, aka: aika forces tsukishima to wear a costume while saying “i got this for you with my money, you have to wear it” and he just groans and puts it on reluctantly while complaining. but usually they go to a store and buy a bunch of candy instead of going house to house(they both agreed that it's better if they just went and bought candy than walking around for two hours). occasionally they will hang out with some of the others. just normal traditions between them are probably doing things like listening to music together, or talking about music or suggesting/showing music and bands to each other(this happens a lot more than they like to admit), and this can go on for HOURS.

cherry vanilla: how does your F/O show their affection for you?

they both show it in small ways in public by helping with schoolwork/studies, sharing earbuds, even just looking at each other, they don’t want a bunch of people to flock around them just to ask about their relationship, so they aren’t super affectionate. but when they are alone, they act like they’ve been touch-starved for their entire lives, and are basically holding onto or resting on the other at every moment, and a lot of the time they nap or spend the night at each other’s houses. but, whenever either of them get hurt, whether they’re in public or not, they will immediately go to them and patch them up/help them feel better the best they can(whenever tsukishima’s hands get injured while playing volleyball, she’ll kiss the spots that hurt, and tsukishima will kiss the callouses on aika’s hands from playing guitar, or any other injuries or scars). 

coconut mango: what mementos do you and your F/O treasure? 

they definitely cherish letters/origami crafts they give each other(aika makes origami gifts for tsukishima, tsukishima writes letters, i don’t make the rules). but the one they both treasure the most is a small dinosaur plushie that aika was able to get at an arcade, which she secretly bought with the arcade tickets that she won. as they were leaving she looked at tsuki and said, in the most serious tone she could muster, “i have to admit something to you.” at first this kinda freaked him out at first until she took out the dinosaur plushie with a huge grin, that earns her a glare and a elbow jab to the shoulder which made her laugh. aika always brings it to tsukishima’s house with her and he teases her about it.

nectarine: do you and your F/O live together? If so, what does your living space look like?

while they don’t live together at the moment, they definitely plan on living in a small apartment and aika has more experience in getting an apartment and living in one. they kinda just knew their plans without ever talking about it, and when aika does mention it to him, he just says, “i mean, it doesn’t need to be a mansion or a big house, we don’t need a whole lot. i definitely don’t, just you... and your snake.” aika falls in love for a second time, but also smacks his chest and is like, “YOU JUST WANT ME FOR MY SNAKE!!!” which makes them both laugh.

pineapple: what toppings does your f/o like on their pizza? what about you?

tsukishima is the basic bitch who would only like plain cheese on his pizza(i can’t say much though), and that’s it, he thinks it’s too much of a hassle to ask for extra shit on his pizza. aika likes those burger pizzas, where they have burger shit on a pizza, she is in love with it and tsukishima definitely makes fun of her for it and they get into small debates about which is better.

lemon sorbet: does your F/O get jealous easily?

i don’t see tsukishima getting jealous easily, and if he does, it’s rare. he knows that aika is SUPER loyal to him and their relationship, and would probably insult someone if they tried to get her to break up with tsukishima or if they began to flirt with her(something she definitely adopted while being with tsuki), and he’d never do it to her either and doesn’t see the point in doing it when he has a girlfriend who he cherishes a lot. they are both head over heels for each other.  

key lime: how would you describe your self-ship’s aesthetic?

tsukishima literally IS the smart cocky kid aesthetic, blonde bitch boy, but with the glasses. now aika is literally an emo but also a chaotic mom friend, but she also has a pinch of pastel goth. both together they probably have the intimidating “we look like nerds, but we could beat you up, and we will depending on the situation.” but they’re also super chill so they won’t unless it’s necessary(aika will throw hands for tsuki if you push her to that point, so don’t test her).

pistachio: when was the last time that you or your F/O cried during a movie?

one night aika probably brings over the land before time(my childhood movie it is so good) and forces tsukishima to watch it, and after some convincing they do. at the hella sad scene at the start(if you know you know), as they’re watching it aika starts to tear up, and buries her face into tsuki’s shoulder to hide it, but her crying was a mix of the scene being sad, and it reminding her of past shit that happened. tsukishima realizes she’s crying and before he thinks about teasing her, he realizes that it’s not just because of the movie and just hugs her instead while pausing the movie, waiting for her to calm down. but after she does, he teases her jokingly to try and make her laugh, it works, of course. (you can see where the angst side of me came out)

matcha: what kind of gifts does your F/O give you? Are they always buying you little presents or do they invest only in larger items for birthdays or holidays?

they’re never really buy gifts unless it’s a special occasion, but most of the time they’ll make playlists for each other since they both like music, and like i said before, aika gives me the vibes that she would make origami-themed things and break into tsuki’s locker and leave them there, or she’ll just leave them on his desk, or in his room, etc. OH AND AND!! whenever the earbuds/headphones they have break, they definitely end up with a new pair by the end of the day with a note that says ‘try not to break these ones, love you. <3′.

blue moon: is your F/O very routine-oriented or do they like to go with the flow? How routine-oriented are you?

tsukishima is semi-routine-oriented, go to school, go to volleyball club, go home, study, listen to music, sometimes it’ll change depending on what happens or what is occurring in the future. he probably doesn’t mean to do it on purpose and doesn’t stress over a schedule, it’s just what comes to him naturally.  with aika, she just goes with the flow, she used to be more heavily routine-oriented in middle school because she was more popular then and felt pressured to be “perfect”, and went through life on a schedule. but after meeting the people she hangs out with in highschool(aka monti), she fell out of it and began to just, not really care?

cotton candy: post the last picture of your F/O that you saved! 

i don’t think y’all realize how much i love this and how many times i have this picture and the gif saved, it’s not healthy.

teaberry: where would you like to travel with your F/O someday? 

honestly, they probably try to look up museums to go to that are more based around dinosaurs and dinosaur fossils, where they are, how much it would cost to go there, etc. they want to make sure everything is perfect if they do ever travel anywhere. but honestly, even if everything went wrong, they would both probably think it was perfect anyways because they’re together.

raspberry swirl: how does your F/O cheer you up when you are feeling down?

usually whenever aika is feeling down out in public, even if they’re in the same room, tsukishima will shoot her a text with a link to a song he found with a text that reads: ‘reminded me of you, i hope you know that i’m here if you need someone to talk to. i love you.’ after sending it, he watches her reaction and relaxes when he sees her smile and look at him. but in private, he’ll hug her from behind and hold her, letting her do what she needs to do to feel better, whether it’s crying, sitting there in his arms, hugging him back, etc. after awhile he’ll start to kiss her face, shoulders, hands while mumbling ‘i love you’ after every kiss. then afterwards he’ll say, “this stays between us.” and this makes aika almost cry laughing.

red velvet: what is your favorite food to bake with your F/O? 

they for sure make cookies together, specifically chocolate chip cookies, they both agree that chocolate chip is the best and make them together. usually, it’s tsukishima doing most of the cooking because aika is goofing off, or gettng distracted by her friends, and she will definitely steal cookie dough and be sneaky about it, but tsukishima catches her EVERYTIME, even when he’s not looking he just knows, and can sense it. but when they finish, they are super good and aika always praises him about it. aika also definitely makes tsukishima dino-themed treats and food in general, which makes tsukishima glare at her and say, “y’know i like other things, right?” and aika just shrugs and comments, “dinosaurs and reptiles remind me of you, sooooo...”

OH MY FUCKING GOD IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG AND TOOK ME SO LONG TO TYPE UP I GOT VERY DETAILED AND LIKE MULTIPLE TIMES I HAD TO STOP AND CALM DOWN BC I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS DUDE LIKE JWJWHRFJHWERJ???? ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!!!!!!!

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I thought we were best friends (Part 5)

She-ra Masterlist

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4,

Ao3

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It had been three months.

Three months since Catra had broken up with Adora. And she was still not over the blonde who had her heart. Catra had tried coming up with an apology for weeks but how was she supposed to apologize for the traumatic events she faced when Adora had gotten adopted?

Adora had left her.

If anything...Adora was the one who had to apologise, right? She wasn’t sorry for her emotions because they were valid.

Adora had made no contact with her whatsoever when she left the orphanage and it hurt her every single day but...saying that all she had felt was lust for Adora at Mystacor...that was incredibly harsh. It might’ve a little bit but she wasn’t lying about wanting to be with her.

Catra stared at the tv in the apartment, trying to focus on the movie she was watching but she never could.

All she could think about was Adora.

She was grateful for once that they did different majors. Adora majored in Sports Science whereas Catra majored in Politics. Catra eventually switched the tv off and decided to get a coffee from her favorite coffee shop. Maybe it would help her feel better.

“Scorpia, I’m going to the coffee shop! You want anything?” she yelled as she got her bag, wallet and keys.

“Yeah! A matcha latte would be great! I’ll meet you there!” Scorpia yelled back from the bathroom.

As she walked out the door she remembered the day that they had reconnected. When they had seen each other on the volleyball court that day of their match...it had been quite a moment for the two of them.

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“Yo! Captain Catra, we are going to kill this season with you on our team!” one of Catra’s teammates said as they stretched their muscles in the changing room.

“We are going to beat those princesses today. They’ve had the trophy for too long!” Catra grinned and they huddled.

“Let’s go Horde!” they all shouted before walking to the sports hall.

The screams were loud as they stepped onto the court but they were deafening when the Princesses came on. Catra wasn’t surprised, it was the Princesses home game so naturally they had more supporters. Catra turned to face her opponents when she felt her breathing stop. The blonde hair, clear, determined blue eyes and the smile that could make flowers grow.

“Adora?” she asked and it felt like everything happened in slow motion.

Adora turned away from her teammate and her jaw dropped, “Catra?”

They seemed to stare at each other for hours but a sharp whistle broke through the air.

“Okay ladies! Let’s get this game going!” yelled one of the coaches and before either of them could say another word, the ball was in the air.

After an hour, the ball slammed down on the Princesses court and the Horde shrieked as they won their final point.

“Catra! Catra! Catra!” her team chanted as they picked her up and carried her back to the changing rooms.

Catra tried to get a good look of Adora but she was hugging her teammates and saying encouraging words to them. After a warm, refreshing shower, Catra walked out of Brightmoon High School and to the gravel parking lot with her team.

“We should totally get celebratory milkshakes guys!” said Kyle, their water boy, as they trekked across the car park.

“That sounds good-” Catra started but heard quick footsteps behind her and her reflexes kicked in, causing her to face her attacker but instead she saw the bluest eyes.

“Catra!”

She was hit with a heavy weight on her body and she stumbled before opening her eyes.

“Adora? It’s really you?” she whispered and Adora laughed.

Catra felt the overwhelming urge to push Adora off of her and scream.

Why are you so happy to see me when you never visited? Why are you acting like we’re still friends?

“Oh Catra, I’ve missed you so much!” she exclaimed hugging her harder and Catra felt her anger disappear.

“I...I missed you too,” she said softly and hugged her friend back.

Her ears twitched as she picked up a gasp from her teammates as well as Adora’s. The Princesses and The Horde were strict rivals in volleyball and it had been going on for years. Catra also wasn’t a hugger at all. So she could only imagine what her teammates were thinking when she accepted a hug not from any old person but from a Princess.

“Congratulations on your win! I’m looking forward to our next one but don’t be too cocky. We’ll definitely bring our A game!” Catra rolled her eyes but grinned.

“Get used to losing, Adora. It’s not going to be easy with me as Captain.”

Adora smiled but the competitive streak was gleaming in her eyes.

“Oh really? Well then, why don’t we meet up after school sometime? Maybe you can have some extra practice with me and get used to losing again,” she said with a wink.

Catra could feel the blush rising to her cheeks and she knew that she had to respond. Adora was teasing her and she damn well knew that she was doing it just to get a reaction out of Catra. She couldn’t look like a complete dork in front of her team, The Princesses and Adora.

So she did the next ballsy thing she could think of.

She took a step forward and kissed Adora lightly on the cheek. It was soft, lingering but Catra knew what she was doing. Adora smelt like her fresh pine scent, something that never changed. She could feel Adora freeze up and she was sure Kyle had fainted. She heard Adora gasp softly and she smirked as she leaned close to the shell of Adora's ear.

“Heh, nice try Adora but you’re going to have to try a lot harder to let my guard down. Anyway, I have some celebratory milkshakes to get with my team. Till next time,” she said smoothly.

Before she walked away, she felt Adora’s arm on her shoulder.

“Fine, if you want to play it like that,” Adora scoffed and turned Catra’s arm around so that her wrist was exposed.

Adora wrote her number down in a marker and she smiled as she finished. “When you’re done reaping your win, message me,” with that she winked and walked back to her teammates who began assaulting her with questions.

Catra knew she was going to get the same treatment so she mentally prepared herself as she turned around to face her team.

“Catra…? Are you going to explain-?” Lonnie asked as they turned away from the scene and began walking.

“She’s an old friend. Not a big deal but this will definitely make the matches a lot more interesting,” she smirked as the left the parking lot.

“But you- you kissed-?”

“Kyle, it was just a bit of friendly rivalry teasing.”

“That sounds ridiculous,” Lonnie annoyingly.

“Do you have a problem with how I run this team Lonnie? Or do you have something you want to say to all of us?” Catra glowered and that seemed to shut her up.

Afterwards the tension eventually lifted and they collapsed into friendly conversation and talking about the highlights of the game. Catra on the other hand, kept glancing at her arm to make sure Adora’s number was still there and not fading away.

She never wanted Adora to fade away from her life ever again.

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Adora sat in her apartment drinking tea. It was a lot colder now and she made sure she bundled up. She looked out the window, the clouds grey but held no promise of rain.

Don’t worry Adora! You’ll get over Catra in no time!

Glimmer had said that exactly three months ago and she wished she could but nothing worked. She had tried clubbing, meeting new people, drinking so much that couldn’t remember what had happened the night before (Bow and Glimmer were there for her when she woke up and kept her from doing anything stupid at the club) as well as throwing herself into her studies. There was one thing she hadn’t tried but she knew it would end in disaster.

Dating.

Technically, Adora could date someone but she knew she wasn’t ready. She still cared deeply about Catra and she kept wondering back to the day that Catra had broken up with her.

“You left me, Adora. How was I supposed to ever believe you were going to be there for me, when you left when I needed you the most? I sent you letters! I snuck out and tried phoning you and you never visited. And you promised you would.”

Adora had tried to come up with ways to apologize but it all seemed futile.

How do you apologize for never contacting someone after four years?

She had faced her own set of problems when she had been adopted like getting used to her new family, going to Brightmoon High School and trying to fit in. Being an orphan all your life meant not really keeping up with the latest fashion and pop culture and Adora had made Adora an outcast for the first few days at school.

Eventually Perfuma came into her life and after helping Perfuma with saving her gardening club, they had become good friends. She then met Frosta and Mermista at the volleyball team tryouts and was ecstatic when they all made the team. Perfuma attended every volleyball game to support Adora. Adora then met Bow through archery club and they became friends quicky with Bow’s patience to teach Adora how to hit a bullseye. Spinnerella and Netossa where the Captains of the volleyball team and were the oldest. Adora saw them as mentors and they always treated the team after winning a game. Entrapta and Adora had briefly met but she transferred schools soon after. She began throwing herself into school and her new friends but she never forgot Catra. She did get her letters and she read them all but she would get side tracked with homework and volleyball practice.

That still wasn't a good excuse for never visiting.

Adora sighed and put her tea down on the coffee table in front of her and she pulled her legs to her body, making herself as small as possible. She felt tears in her eyes but she didn’t try to stop them.

“If only I had been a better friend. Why did I just abandon her like that?” Adora sniffed and buried her face into her knees, crying quietly.

“Adora! We’re home! We bought your favourite cookies-” Bow exclaimed, with Glimmer behind him, but then he stopped, seeing the state of his friend.

“Oh Adora,” Glimmer whispered and she took a seat next to her and hugged her. Bow took out the cookies from the shopping bag and sat down as well, trying to calm the crying girl.

“I’m sorry guys. I know it’s been months since the break up but I can’t just forget about Catra or our history. I want to talk to her so badly but everything I think of sounds pathetic!”

Glimmer looked down guiltily and Adora squeezed her friends hand.

“Stop, you know it’s not your fault that we broke up, right? If anything...it revealed a whole lot about Catra I didn’t know about. I...I don’t know if I ever would’ve known if you hadn’t punched Scorpia in the face...even if it wasn’t the best thing to do.”

“I know- it’s just...I feel like I made things ten times more difficult for you. Scorpia is...actually super nice.”

Adora and Bow looked at her in confusion.

“You...you met up with Scorpia?”

“Yeah, a few days ago actually...I wanted to apologize for punching her in the face. She was a little surprised that I wanted to meet up but we sorted it out. She’s...she really cares about Catra a lot…” Glimmer trailed off. “Turns out that I have really low alcohol tolerance and drank too much. I think running out into the cold after being at a hot club was what made me really sick and the hangover did not help. I was insecure about making friends and you were the first person I met here. I wanted to be a good friend after hearing about your break up...I wanted to protect you from Catra. She caused you so much hurt and I was angry that she didn’t seem to see it.”

“Scorpia...she didn’t poison you?”

“Oh goodness no! Scorpia would never do that!” Adora nodded and put her head on the back of the couch. “But...did you really have a crush on me?” Adora asked and Glimmer blushed.

“Yes...I did. And I was jealous of Catra and how well you two just clicked. But Bow helped me sort through my feelings. I knew you and Catra were inseparable and I never should’ve stuck my nose into your business.”

Adora nodded and laid her head on Glimmer’s shoulder. “I just wish I knew what to do. Or just to forget about it for a little while. Everything I try just makes me think of Catra.” she murmured and closed her eyes.

Glimmer and Bow shared a smile.

“Which is why we downloaded this app on your phone!”

Adora’s eyes snapped open and she stared her phone that Bow was dangling in front of her.

“You did what?”

“Adora, it’s not a dating app, we know you aren’t looking for anyone right now. It’s more of a meet up and talk app. Look we know you miss Catra but when was the last time you talked with Mermista after high school?” Bow smiled.

“Mermista is on the app?”

“Yeah! She wants to meet up with you for lunch today It’s already been arranged.”

“Guys…I’m not sure...” Adora mumbled.

“Adora, we understand you don’t want to necessarily talk to anyone right now but you’re going to evolve into a hermit crab if you spend another day in this apartment.” Adora looked at the app and scrolled through the messages that Mermista and Bow had exchanged. If anything, it just looked like a normal meetup. Nothing weird or trying to set her up with someone new.

“Okay fine. I’ll go but you two owe me for making a profile of me without my permission!”

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Adora shifted nervously in the both were she was meeting up with Mermista. Her iced tea was too sweet and she felt sweaty all over. She had arrived a few minutes early just to mentally prepare herself.

“Adora, long time no see,” Mermista’s velvety voice said as she slid into the opposite side of the booth. Mermista was a Marine Biologist major and went to the same university as Adora, it’s just that their campuses were quite a distance from each other and it was difficult to meet.

Mermista hadn’t changed much since high school, same chic style and ‘I don’t care’ attitude but she had gotten a nose ring, which Adora thought suited her personality.

“Hey Mermista! It’s been ages!” Adora said a little too loudly and Mermista blinked slowly.

“Yeah it has...what are you having it looks good.”

“Oh, iced tea! It’s really...sweet! Yeah....sweet!” Adora said and realized how awkward she was being trying to advertise her drink.

“Adora...are you okay?” the girl asked as she ordered her ice tea. The blonde was silent and she sighed heavily.

“I...I’m not. I’m sorry that you dragged yourself here to catch up-”

“Adora. It’s fine,” Mermista said with a rare look of concern.

“It...it is?”

“I know that you and Catra broke up and I...understand that you’re still healing. I...I know what you’re going through,” she said softly and realization clicked.

“Did...did you and Sea Hawk...?”

A waitress placed Mermista’s iced tea down and she took a long sip.

“Yeah. What’s funny is that he broke up with me. He said we needed space which is freaking weird since he was the one who couldn’t stop spending time around me when we started dating! I guess...I guess I became too possessive of him when we got to university. I understand his reasons for ending our relationship but…” Mermista trailed off and Adora saw tears in the dark girls eyes.

Sea Hawk and Mermista had been the power couple in high school. Everyone thought it was hilarious how he would try to do these huge acts of romance and Mermista would constantly reject him. Eventually, he saw no point in trying to be with her and stopped, making Mermista realize that she liked him and how he treated her (even if it was a bit much at sometimes). Mermista had asked all her friends to help her pull off a grand romantic gesture (which ended in disaster) but Sea Hawk had been brought to tears. They went out on their first date and had been together since then.

Hearing that they broke up...it pained Adora to see Mermista so sad even though she wasn’t one to show usually her emotions.

“I miss him. I think of him all the time,” she choked out.

Adora gently put her hand on top of Mermista’s and she gave the girl a small smile.

“Looks like we're in similar situations. How about we ditch this place and go for a walk on the beach? I know the sea helps you think.”

“No...not the beach...Sea Hawk took me there all the time. How about the park?”

“Uh...let’s not go there...Catra and I had most of our dates there.”

“Well shit, we can’t go anywhere without remembering our exes, huh?” Mermista laughed.

Adora felt her heart squeeze a little at the mention of the word ‘exes’ and she tried to not think too deeply about it.

“How about....mini golf? It’s not too expensive and it opened a few months back. We can go check it out!” Adora suggested hopefully.

“Hmmm, sounds tedious but...that’s what I need right now,” Mermista nodded, a small smile on her face.

The two of them walked out reminiscing of their high school days and laughing.

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Catra turned around from the cashier to watch Adora and Mermista leave, two coffee cups in her hand. She hadn’t heard any of their conversation but they had just left together, laughing.

No...it can’t be. Mermista...Mermista was dating Sea Hawk right? That goofy guy who sang sea shanties all the time. Wait, maybe they’re just friends? She seriously couldn’t be dating-?

She was trembling slightly and rushed to the bathrooms. She locked herself in a stall and tried to control her breathing.

“Has...has Adora...moved on?” she said whispered and felt her throat close.

She gasped and phoned Scorpia.

“Hey! I’m at the coffee shop! Where are you sitting?” Scorpia answered and Catra let out a strangled gasp, trying to get air into her lungs.

“Catra? Is everything okay?”

“No...no it’s not,” Catra managed to say before she cried. Her tears hitting the wooden bathroom floor and staining the floor, almost like how Adora had stained her heart.

[the-canary]

Oooooh I love that ask idea! Okay so I had this headcanon that Bucky would go buy plenty of pens, markers and notebooks at the stationery's store when the reader is sad or stressed, because he wants to make her smile? Either now or later when they're together depends on how it'd work with her realizing he goes at the same store as her!

Technicolor Only 1 | Drabble Request

Summary: In which Bucky knows the best things to make you happy.(Library/Teacher AU! Reader/Bucky Barnes)

A/N: Thank you for the request! Please take note that this takes place around 2 years after Chp. 12. Also, Nina is Rebecca’s daughter, she’s a toddler. 

Rebecca and James had this deal as children when their mother ran the stationery shop, in which they would get some of the newest stuff first so they could show it off at school. Even now as a adults, Bucky still took things and knick knacks that caught his attention whenever he visited his younger sister, though this visit is a little different since he is looking for things with someone else in mind. Rebecca is quick to notice as the brown-haired woman, sitting with her bouncing baby girl, quirks an eyebrow in question.

“Flowers and seashells, huh? I’m guessing this aren’t for you,” Becca asks, as Nina giggles. She knew her brother was more into darker hues and stars, but you – you loved anything bright and poppy, though you had taken a liking to sea colors recently, and she could only imagine why.

“I can tell she’s been stressed lately,” Bucky explains as he adds some starfish shaped post it notes and light green lighters to his growing pile, “I haven’t seen her since I came back and there’s just been a lot on her plate, ya know?”

Rebecca knew since she hadn’t since you either, even before James’ most recent birthday party, which was worrisome since she knew you were always looking at new stuff to write with and more recently just to spend time with Nina. However, with your extra activities at schools, the more advanced research classes, and now studying for your Masters, Rebecca hopes that you weren’t burning yourself out.

“I’m sure she’ll happy with  whatever ya give her, Bucky.”

Nina gurgles in agreement, as James smiles.

You are racking you head over the material to your latest class on Friday night without much pull through. After talking to Mrs. Potts-Stark some time back, you had decided to take night and online classes in order to work on your Masters in Library and Data Information (with the school paying for most of it), and while most things were easy those that involved computers and data were still a bit hard for you. It made you study twice as hard, and that meant sacrificing time with Bucky, who you hadn’t seen since he had come back from his conferences, outside of school. You had been missing him more often than usual recently, and you weren’t sure what that meant.

“DELIVERY!” a knock and a muffled yell at your door makes you jump, as you don’t remember ordering dinner – hell, you haven’t even eaten dinner yet. You get up from the couch with Matcha looking at you from her windowsill with light interest before looking at the door. You get up as the knocking starts up again, running to the door and opening only to see a grinning James with a large colored box and a bag of takeout.

“Bucky, what are you doing here?” you question as he kisses your cheek, before making his way to the open kitchen area. Matcha dropping down and strutting to curl around his legs, the cat was in love with him by now as well.

“Hey Match,” he acknowledges said meowing animal before turning to you with a bright smile, “I brought some things to make my best gal feel better.”

“And what would that be?” you shake your head as you drape an arm around his lower back and lean into his shoulder.

“Myself, some good Chinese good, and a surprise,” he states before kissing your forehead as he starts taking out the containers. You sigh out in a mix of content and fatigue, before sitting down and digging in. James tells you about his conferences and meeting with Dr. Banner again, while you tell him about the library club and your various other things. At the same time, James makes sure you don’t peek into the box until after you are done eating.

“So, what’s in the box?” you finally question, while cleaning up the last bit of leftovers as he pats the colorful object with a huge smile in his face.

“Open and find out!” he declares as you jump into opening the box, as Matcha swats some of the wrapping away. Your eyes widen as the sight of pens, highlighters, and various other writing accessories. You pull various stuff out noticing the different motifs of flowers, stars, and the sea creatures from B’s Stationery and places you have never been to before. You can’t help but let out an excited squeal, as James smiles at the sight.    

“I know you haven’t been to the store recently,” he explains, as you looks the little green notebook with notes already inside, “So, I got some stuff from Becca. But, I also asked Sam to send some stuff from this store in Cali, Lizzie sent some stuff from Boston, and Pegs bought some star stuff from her trip.”

“Bucky, seriously?” you say in awe and a blush dusting your cheeks at just how far he went for you. He gives you a soft smile with all the love and adoration shining in his blue eyes.

“Only the best for my starlight,” James shrugs as if it’s the easiest thing in the world, to be this in love with you. You feel the stress leave you at the sight of that smile before you launch yourself at him, kissing him long and hard with all the longing you didn’t know you had been feeling since he left.

“I love you, James Barnes.”  

“I know, and happy anniversary, doll.”

[cutereylochan]

Hi! Can you please write a REYLO fanfic where Rey and Rose are lined up behind Kylo Ren and Hux at Starbucks, and Rose was daring Rey to ask Kylo Ren out but then he opens his mouth to order and he knows the menu so well it makes her think he's gay. (Love your fanfics btw, *(*´∀｀*)☆)

Starbucks Frappuccino AU

* Kylo Ren has the most complicated order ever and Rey is sure he is gay. *

Rose nudged Rey gently as she glanced up at the menu on the Starbucks wall. Nudge gently was putting it nicely. More like elbowed with a sharp prick as Rey yelped in pain and glared at Rose. Rubbing the newly added bruise to her side, She hissed at Rose. “What?!”

“Cute guy in front of us,” Rose whispered back as she nodded her head to gesture at a tall raven-head standing in front. “You should ask him out,” Rose mouthed as she smiled and continued to point at the guy’s back.

Rey shook her head as she mouthed back “no”. Turning her attention back to the menu, she scanned the prices as she contemplated on whether she should get anything at all or just ask for iced water.

“I dare you,” Rose whispered to her friend’s ear.

Rey rolled her eyes. Daring somebody was such middle-school behavior. They were in high school and about to graduate in a month for crying out loud. The line moved up as the two boys in front of them were up at the cash register. The red-headed one had ordered a venti caramel frappuccino with extra whip cream. The one that Rose had pointed at was now at the register, about to give his order.

“Can I get a venti green tea frappuccino but decrease the classic syrup to just 2 pumps, add five pumps of peppermint syrup, 4 scoops vanilla bean powder, 2 scoops protein powder, and 2 pumps mocha sauce for the bottom of the cup and mocha drizzle on the inside of the cup. Top it with whipped cream, mocha drizzle, and a sprinkle of matcha powder on top.”

Rey’s mouth gaped open. She couldn’t believe such a customer existed as she watched the cashier scribble that all down on a venti cup in a flurry. “What kind of guy orders such a complicated drink?” she gasped to Rose.

Rose shrugged. “I don’t know but he’s still super hot.”

“Guys just don’t order drinks like that. Even girls don’t do it. Do you think he’s gay?” Rey asked in a whisper.

“I don’t know. How does a drink define your sexual orientation?” Rose asked back.

“Good point. Still, I can’t see myself with a guy that orders such a complicated drink,” Rey muttered.

Rose rolled her eyes as she went up to the cashier to place her order. “Tall iced green tea latte, sweetened please.”

When Rey reached the front, she still had no idea what to get. She also didn’t want to spend over five dollars on a drink she could probably make at home if she just bought a few syrups of her own. “Um…” Rey glanced at the menu. “Can I get a venti… iced water?”

Rose groaned at the order Rey had just placed. “I don’t know about you,” She told her. “But I can’t date a girl that goes to Starbucks to just order water.”

Rey shrugged. “It’s free.”

They waited to the side as they stood behind the two boys again. Rey could have sworn that the dark-haired boy had given her look when she walked by. Perhaps he was judging her for ordering an iced water the same way she was judging him for ordering a complicated drink.

“Rey?” someone behind the counter called out as the Starbucks employee placed a drink down. Rey walked up to get her drink but realized that it wasn’t it. Unless water looked like a frappuccino at Starbucks. She turned the cup and saw that it only looked like her name. The name read ‘Ren’ but some of the ink had smudged off so it looked somewhat similar to her name.

“That’s mine,” said a voice that could only belong to the dark haired male, Kylo Ren. His hand wrapped around hers as he grabbed a hold of his drink and for a moment, she stared back at him in shock before realizing what was happening. She released her hand as she mumbled an apology. He said nothing as Rey’s name was called out again and this time, an iced water was placed on the counter.

He reached for the water as he held both drinks up at her. She stared at him in confusion. “Choose one,” he offered.

She wasn’t sure what game he was playing at but she instinctively pointed to the more expensive drink as she picked his weirdly concoction of a drink. He smiled as he handed her his drink. “Try it. It’s a Chocolate Mint.”

She hesitantly reached out for the drink as she took a small sip. It tasted like pure bliss. It was the taste of a York Peppermint Patty and Andes Mint Chocolate meeting on top of a mint chocolate chip ice cream mountain. It was delicious and chocolate-y and minty all in one. She wanted to finish it all but wasn’t sure if he was truly being serious about giving it to her.

“You can have the rest. It’s a secret menu item. I used to make it all the time when I worked here,” he said with a smile.

He was a god. A god that made delicious mint chocolate drinks.

“Oh, and I am straight by the way,” he added.

He was a god with excellent hearing. Her face turned beet red as she glanced down at the ground in embarrassment that he had heard the earlier conversation she had with Rose.

“And I wouldn’t say no if you asked me out on a date. Even if you are only doing it as a dare,” he continued.

Well, this just proves that Rose’s voice carries. And in the following five minutes, they had somehow exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up tomorrow at the same time, same place. Only, instead of ordering an iced water, she was going to get him to teach her his super complicated order for the best mint chocolate frappuccino she had ever had.

[sh-lan]

OMFG LAST QUARTER EVER + some spring break stuff???

Took a weekend off of life Retail therapy at its finest today Even though new jeans were overdue

It’s crazy how it still came I guess it’s a force of nature But omg it’s gonna be here on the concert T^T

This nerd would have mitsuha’s theme on his playlist smh #nochu

April 2nd, 2017 BTS Wings Tour I still can’t believe it happened I’ve been awake since 8am lol and it’s like 1:54am and i’m still trying to process and remember everything that happened today It felt like a dream! I can’t believe I saw them in real life. ohmygod Hands down, easily one of the best day of this week - if not this entire year so far holy shit will continue this tomorrow as i reminisce ok but one thing i noticed is that jungkook’s thighs are actually so real like wtf? shookt EDIT: lol i never finished this but oh well

oop i just bought more rings goodbye money

my charger broke gg time to get another one

I have a newfound appreciation for the color pink or more like my appreciation for pink is coming back

When you get anxious because bts hasnt posted on twitter for 3 days but then you also know they’re resting and that they deserve this break

SPRING QUARTER LEGGO tu/th schedule let’s hope this all works well keke

week 1 recap tuesday - sees everybody in freaking AB LOL sees harry after walking out of my tdpw sees alana and dylan outside my global health class which alana is also taking, and becca and tanya lOL goes to cogs 122 to find chen screaming my name - also vania and stella <3 last class is normal - with nobody in management BUT LOL LEIGHTON ADDED THE CLASS ON THURSDAY HAHA there’s also this girl in my tdpw class who looks like lindsay lohan and her name is also lindsey but with an e cause i saw it on the email lol not a stalker

Decided to gel nails it out friday of week 1 whut whut

First attempt at 양념치킨~

been using the soundtrack of your name this past week to get over pcd it’s been a week and i still haven’t recovered T^T

went to kbbq with harry! lol week 1 sunday started at manna….having an adventure in between at manna keke “started here and ending it here?” LOL

currently craving anything strawberry

don’t understand why i need to have my email as a send&receive in order to sms to work on my laptop bb why are you being stubborn when you’ve been working fine all this time

under yuri’s recommendation, i microwaved my coffee because it was lukewarm and she called me extra LOL

i’m getting nervous about a presentation when i shouldn’t be because ?? my AB service leader self is like completely gone i wanna crawl into a hole

i just finished season 2 and 3 of htgawm in less than a week… how they gonna do season 4 i wonder

Week 2 thursday I was actually really looking forward to class today Also my rings came! Though were they worth the $50….not so sure Were they cute? Yes But not as cute as the other one T^T So i mustnt give in to temptations nowww

I found out what matcha powder mom uses to make their matcha latte Cappuccine frappe mix But it’s sadly not on amazon ):

This new tumblr function is really inconvenient cause i cant tell how many thing i have on queue brcause i have to keep switching blogs -_-

Han came to visit! Friday Papa johns Saturday Snooze brunch Infinitea Abeh hangout In n out Sunday Aquarium! Koon thai Ramen yamadaya Boba bar and then i drove him to irvine where we got coco curry! and then i drove back and he bought me milk tea with pudding

Had an epiphany It’s not anenome It’s anemone

Omg but like why dont people call spoiler alerts “spoilerts”

Started 13 reasons why with Han Finished it, tuesday week 3 Hmmm How to feel

finished strong woman park hyung sik is so…adorable? IT’S SO WEIRD. HIS AEGYO LEVEL IS INSANE

When you realize that 둘! 셋! is probably the title of the fan song because that’s what BTS always say when they introduce themselves And that BTS + ARMY forever ㅠㅠㅠㅠ I’m not crying r u crying ;___;

어떻게

Omg when you wake up for reorientation and jungkook does lives <3

highkey need to crawl into a hole tbh

You know what i want to do? Go to an olive garden Even though i know it’ll taste bad lol

Not really sure what i want… But i dont want my 4 years to be a waste ):

i….skipped out on an interview today was it the right choice i may never know

most recent ep of snk got me fucked up SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT YMIR AND CHRISTA’S RELATIONSHIP IS WHO IS CHRISTA

Lol i hella bombed my quiz GOODBYE GONNA P/NP HAHA

Week 4 weekend Fuck me in the ass i twisted my ankle and i am in irvine had to pop an advil and cruise control all the way back thank god there weren’t many cars lol 0/10 do not recommend

Slept on the couch the past two days to elevate my ankle Glad to be back in bed But i think i might be a little…sick? Fuck Need to grocery shop

Dammit i got called for jury duty

Ok but i twisted my ankle and two recruiters emailed me back the next day so was it really a loss

Week 5 i’m sick…

just watched 5 centimeters per second a little sadder than i was an hour ago

fuck i forgot that my jeans are new and i washed it and my pink shirt is ruined fml triggered

thursday after rolling over ma ankle i can finally see that it is a lil swollen and there is bruising LOL also saw an owl at school today and a bunny while leaving to go to meeting

week 5 tuesday saw two bunnies on my way out to school

I just saw two hummingbirds! 😍

I cant believe yuri and i finished twenty SMH

ABCD today Some qualitee photos were taken Im tired now

Really debating the 4th term

third day of back pain flexibility dying wow what is happening???

…..army 4th term is $75 cries EDIT: it’s $66 because i forgot exchange rate but still cri EDIT EDIT: it’s $45 if i ship it to taiwan - seriously really highkey considering that now oh dear

bro i think i just experienced katawaredoki whut

i keep thinking that my ankle is ok but i always end up doing something that ends up hurting it like hella im

Week 6 thursday last leadership meeting one of my favorite meetings because whoa INFORMATION!? it was nice wanted to discuss and add in my two cents but i honestly just wasn’t able to wrap my head around everything loool then…we decided to go to PB LOL chen, jeong, yuri, justin and his friends (including nicole, nicole, sandy) and then more people. we also met leslie, brett, dexter, allison, kenny, peter, abby, ben…and more? at pb lolol and also we saw miguel and anthony - it was like a freshman year flashback tbh lOL went to vallartas after and then came home to shower and finally sleep at 3:30am wot is life NEXT DAY ADVENTURES - leighton and i finally pulled out the weeds and now we’re tired

salty that i wasnt invited to the birthday celebration, not that i would really make the trip per say but wtf gurl

I just had this really sad thought that i’m probably never gonna ever get to know bts like friends y i do dis to meself

Wait so like i got sick while at clew’s and it didnt happen until week 5 and so i was sick from week 5 through week 6 and at this one point i couldnt taste my food it was terribad

May 12th I bought the membership LOL Hopefully it mails it correctly back to Taiwan ☺️

im dumb i didn’t save the color i wanted for my hair

omg the song vania recommended to me a few days ago was recommended by jungkook like a year or so ago on twitter lOOOOL

Just tryna level up here :<

Struggles when places are in the east coast and phone calls are early in the fckin morning

Note to self: Ridge cut potato chips with sea salt is good for stuff with dip Ridge cut salt and pepper is good for regular eating, but gets salty at the bottom LOL EDIT: per vania’s suggestion, i salted and peppered my chips

watching jungkook’s vlive AND HE JUST HARMONIZED WITH HIMSELF IM DED

Just woke up from a dream where someone hurt my brother/nade him fall and i was so angry? Was about to go ape shit on that person im ded lol who is rhis angry me

Rewatched and finished reply 1997 Wow what is life when yoon jae is life But also what is life when your idols are life Daily reminder to not be as obsessed as shiwon LOLOL

i can’t go to giraffage and elephante anymore im on the otherhand i get to go to virginia???

lol but like i haven’t been writing drafts because i often write in my notebook now but here are some updates - my nails are constantly chipping - forgot about grad photos that clashed with the weekend han is coming - im ded because i probs won’t have a weekend to myself until week 10 - struggles to figure out graduation things - paid my $54 to walk #mostexpensivewalkever

LAST LEADERSHIP MEETING (turnover) what am i going to do with my thursday nights now? it’s been a good run

Jealous of the staff that holds and records the camera during vlives? LOL who am i

When you forget that jeon jungkook did taekwondo before Hnnnngh

i just reaffirmed? or discovered? that i don’t like fruity pebbles o_o

Trying to think of a thing to put on my grad cap Tis hard Let’s make a list: 花樣年華 Strong power thank you You never walk alone Ireumeun deborah LOL Lol omg but why is yoongi’s “cheater never win but i just graduated” quote so appropriate for grad EXTRA + ORDINARY* Lost my way/found my way* Click clack to the bang Smile with me, cry with me, fly with me (you make me begin, you made me again) Ctrl+c, ctrl+v do you know “____” (hci? annyeonghasaeyo) To lose your path, Is the way to find that path* 꽃길만 걷자* Let’s fly with our beautiful wings in 2017 EDIT: i’m too lazy, i didn’t do anything to my cap lOL

Im shookt cause namjoon doesnt say 이제 feelin the vibe. HE SAYS IF YOU FEELIN THE VIBE. I feel…betrayed

Non whitewashed bangtan gives me life

May 21st My first haircut since… Since i got it cut over the summer?????

Bought me stole and tassel today Smh that i cant grab my muir tickets?? Cause i ordered all commencwment tickets SMH

Lowkey afraid of not passing mgt LOL

Omfg i knew we were going to have a pop quiz. It really happened

nicole and evelyn commented that they liked my hair and audrey and malia agreed i gotta say i’m so glad people remember me in my tdpw class LOOL

Cant get the seventeen song outta my head Shookt by the choreography

Y'all im so fckin shookt First the chainsmokers post on twitter like “see you in the summer” Then they win the BBMAs like a boss Then you see them on halsey + steve aoki’s snapchat Next things you know steve aoki is postin shit like “BTS x AOKI COMING SOON” Im SCREAMING

Yo my lyft driver dropped some knowledge again and told me his life story lmao he was a police officer in chicago and he was forced to retired and then ?? after chasing down a rapist and getting into a fight, he was seriously injured. but his dad (a judge or someone powerful idk) forced him out of retirement by telling everyone to not give him his benefits and shit and i was like. whoa bro. slow down? “embrace the unknown”

I finally tried the coconut black tie at peet’s 10/10 a mistake

Okay but can we talk about how on point everybody looked in the comeback Esp wonwoo and dk But also vernon 👌🏼

First time in virginia/ being so close to washington dc! Whoa Also gonna pass by texas too :O Knocking some states off my list

I WITNESSED MY FIRST CIRCLE RAINBOW THINGY ON THE PLANE FROM VIRGINIA TO DALLAS TODAY HOLY IT WAS V COOL

i don’t know why i never realized this about myself before but i need to be/live by a body of water at all times or i won’t feel comfortable this is weird

i told han i joined the fanclub and he like died for like 2 seconds lOL

ok but like i bought a carton of eggs and 6 or 7 of them were double yolks and i have 2 more eggs left im starting to think i’m eating some weird hybrid chickens EDIT: those last two eggs were both double yolks. this was a wild adventure

omg i knew that the TA MOST LIKELY RYAN WOULDNT UNDERSTAND OUR IDEA JUST LIKE HOW HE ALWAYS MISINTERPRETS THEM??? like what kind of constructive feedback is that if he doesn’t understand what we’re trying to do im… sigh

Already excited about the festa But like omfg they released the schedule today And just WE DONT TALK ANYMORE PT 2?? SO FAR AWAY FEATURING JIN AND JUNGKOOK? Im IM SCREAMING also sad but the radio show is right before my finals gotta prioritize, no bts fo me ;__;

after waiting two weeks, my application to get leveled up was rejected *cries* time to try again! *^*

okay but really feeling seventeen’s song as well as suran’s song like hIGHKEY

i finally got my commencement tickets the third time that i went to the bookstore third time’s the charm right? also whytf is the parking pass for all campus commencement so huge -_-

hnngh omg that feel when you have hella shit to do TPDW1 final play due week 9 friday because we won’t have class at all on week 10 then there’s the presentation (elevator pitch) that happened today week 9 thursday but also just hauling ass on things for A5 tbh what is this what is everything wot is the meaning of life when vania and i stay up till 3:30am lol… and then there’s me. tired af but didn’t sleep til 4:30 anyways cause i’m a dumbass l e l let’s not be a potato this last week k?

burger king in pc has its own free wifi called WhopperWifi and it’s so much faster than school wifi this is revolutionary

week 9 weekend to irvine irritated on the way over irritated on the way back lol wot is life i should’ve just turned around to go back home

NO TDPW1 WEEK 10 WOOT wow that means i won’t have class until 2pm whoa

“why are you reading math formulas” - yuri i was actually reading bts profiles lOLOL she just dissed their handwritings

Just spent the past hour or so looking at kakao friends merchandise And discovering that apeach is a genetically modified peach lol

that moment when you ask for a png file but get a jpg

dyed my hurr twice today for a darker shade still not what i was going for but this will do for now

Omfg i slept through my alarm until 1pm Goodbye study time?? Also omg i like it pt 2 video SHIT SHIT SHIT THEY KNOW WE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS. HAD IT SINCE BAEPSAE DAYS. BUT DIDNT RELEASE IT. Freakin bighit

My request to level up on the fancafe has once again been rejected ); EDIT: oMFG IT’S BECAUSE I DIDN’T CHANGE THE SETTING TO SOMETHING im screaming, what a first world problem THIRD TIME’S THE CHARM AMIRITE

Doesnt feel like it… But thursday was my last time going to class…pretty much like ever unless i go to more school Holy shit

Oh man I didnt think i’d have THAT much shit. But…i think i have A LOT of shit….

saw bts MBIT and i was like omfg! knew that i was INFJ but took the test again yesterday and ended up INFP….but just barely P so i think i’ll stick with INFJ lol EDIT: i took the test again today because vania and yuri were talking about it again and i am still INFP…and more P this time. SO LOST. WHO AM I

put my things up for sale i forgot that i might need my light el oh el crying on the inside cause i want to keep my desk but then i’m selling it off because i don’t think i’ll have space for it and i just CRYING ON THE INSIDE BECAUSE IT’S BEEN WITH ME FOR SO LONG T^T

ON ANOTHER NOTE. THIRD TIME IS THE CHARM LEVELED UP ON JUNE 12TH AT ONE SOMETHING AM

JUNE 12TH FINISHED MY FIRST AND LAST FINAL I AM OFFICIALLY DONE WITH MY UNDERGRADUATE CAREER??? also lmao i spent 45 min on the final wot

i dyed my hair darker but now it’s become lighter? wait wtf wait no go back EDIT: wait no it went back to being dark? is this a thing? when i get exposed to the sun it gets lighter and when i sleep it gets darker??? smh at light for fckin with me

so i set an alarm to watch the bts home party last night for like 3:57am and i didn’t hear it but i guess i kinda did cause i woke up at 4:05am and was like ??? i decided to watch a bit of it but ended up streaming the whole thing until 5:45am looooool also watched the numbers grow from the 500,000 all the way to 2,000,000 and then 3,000,000? it was nuts

omfg all these years of rereading chapters and only now do i realize that i could save bookmarks on mangahere *slaps forehead*

Moment of silence cause i sold my desk that’s accompanied me for almost 10 years It even has battlescars (aka X marks by Jacky, 3 of them) LOL memories ;___; Oh and i guess my chair too

lol was gonna sell that yamaha guitar for $45 but it’s going for like $190 on ebay?? so ima just bring it home

finals week hangout list: tuesday: fud with kimberly, peyton, harry wednesday: more fud with stephanie and ellius thursday: KBBQ FOR LUNCH with jeong, justin, yuri, harry LOOOOL

and so...that’s the end of the quarter. my last quarter of school ever (unless i decide to go to more school...which seems unlikely as of right now) it feels weird.................................. but! onto graduation~ looking forward to being reunited with family and whatever’s gonna hit me in the face LOL

and with that goodbye undergrad, hello world ㅇㅅㅇ