#thank you for the prompt!!! im gonna go walk myself into the ocean now

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KuniChuu + "I'm sorry I can't be what you wanted"

im being so normal about this prompt actually <3

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There’s a burning fire in Chuuya’s eyes.

It’s not surprising. They’ve always masked their hurt with fury, like a scalding iron wall, lips twisted in a cruel snarl as they speak.

Kunikida would know, for he does the same.

His words feel like poison as they leave his throat. “You don’t get to tell me what I should and should not care about. My ideals—”

“Mean nothing to me,” Chuuya hisses. “I am the antithesis of your ideals. That’s who I am. And if you don’t like it, then I’ll leave.”

They say it with so much conviction, like this is a decision they’ve mulled over for a long time. It comes as a cold shock.

Don’t go, Kunikida thinks. Stay.

Instead, his shoulders shake as he replies, “I am my ideals. And if they mean nothing to you, then I suppose I don’t either. You can leave. I won’t stop you.”

His voice wavers at the end. Chuuya’s hard expression falters.

Still, they turn on their heel, taking a step towards the door. Kunikida watches them go.

He and Chuuya have always been a contrasting, stubborn pair. He should’ve known it was only a matter of time before they blew up.

Right before Chuuya leaves, they glance back. Their eyes are shadowed by the brim of their hat as they mutter, “I’m sorry I couldn’t be what you wanted.”

Don’t go, Kunikida thinks. Stay.

His mouth stays firmly shut.

That night, Kunikida is left standing in an empty dorm, with nothing but the weight of Chuuya’s apology and his own regret hanging in the air.

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Well first off I just want to say congrats on your 200 followers!!!!! You deserve it. In your prompt list I want to do #32. Can you do a Sokka x fem reader where she is Toph’s older sister and they start dating. It can be apart of the ATLA timeline or modern it’s up to you 😊

come back safe - sokka x fem!beifong reader

summary: you and sokka have to part ways in ba sing se, but he’s not letting you go without saying his piece.

a/n: im just gonna assume that you meant 32 from the fluff list, if you meant angst or general then im sorry!! but thank you sm for requesting :-) and a personal thank you for always sending in asks, your support for transferred means the world!!!

also i did this surprisingly fast?? me getting a request done in a reasonable amount of time?? who am i ???

wc: 1.2k

warning(s): some sad sokka moments and some very intense dramatic irony lmao, but mostly fluff  

32. “Well, it’s a good thing I don’t plan on doing that.”

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Parting from your friends was never easy. Ever since you had run away from home with your sister, Team Avatar had become a surrogate family, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Toph was a whirlwind in her own way, but Aang, Katara, and Sokka all got her in ways that your parents never had, not to mention how you were finally able to be yourself away from the world of Earth Kingdom nobility. You couldn’t offer Aang any of the earthbending wisdom you sister had in spades, but your skill with blades made you a valuable asset nonetheless.

That connection made it so much harder to separate.

After leaving Gaoling, you had never been apart from the group for longer than a couple of days. But visiting your mother would take at least a week, not to mention everyone else was going off in their own directions — Aang to visit a guru to help control the Avatar State, Sokka to see his dad, Katara staying in the city to aid the Earth King. You would all be saying goodbye for an unprecedented amount of time.

To put it in simple terms? You were freaking out.

You and Toph had gone against direct orders from your parents to join the Avatar, and no sooner had you earned the support of the Earth King when you found out about the letter from your mother. It was.. strange, to say the least.

As Beifongs, you were held to impossible standards, and what the two of you did broke every single one of them. You were skeptical when you first read the letter to Toph, but she was so excited at the possibility of your parents finally coming to accept the two of you that you couldn’t say no.

After taking care of last minute affairs, you ended up back in your room to begin packing. You and your sister would be making the journey on foot, so you wanted to be prepared for anything that could happen — you might’ve just been going through the Upper Ring, but you had come to not discount anything in Ba Sing Se.

You finished folding the last of Toph’s clothes and closed the bag, and at that moment you heard a knock on the door. “It’s open!” you called as you moved onto your own pack. You glanced up to see your visitor, and the corner of your lips quirked up when you saw it was Sokka.

“Hey, you.”

“Hey yourself,” he said as he shut the door behind him. “Listen, do you have a moment to talk? Before you leave, I mean. I know you’re on a tight schedule and all.”

“I always have a moment for you.” You set another article of clothing in your bag and clapped your hands together softly as you turned to face him. “What’s up?”

“I’ve been thinking a lot about where you’re going. You know, you and Toph going to see your mom.”

“Oh, yeah. Exciting, isn’t it? It’ll be an interesting meeting.” You chuckled, a notion lacking in mirth. “Wonder what she’s going to say after we gave up our entire lives to help the Avatar without their permission.”

“Just.. whatever goes on, be safe, okay? If you get hurt out there, I don’t know what I’ll do.”

The sincerity in his voice shocked you a bit, but you gave him a light punch on the shoulder, choosing to shoot back in your usual joking manner. “Well, it’s a good thing I don’t plan on doing that.”

“I’m serious, Y/N.”

You smiled and shrugged as you folded another tunic and placed it into your bag. “Sokka, we’re just going to the edge of the upper ring. You have nothing to worry about!”

He sighed and shook his head. “Look. I don’t have the best track record with people that I’m close to. I couldn’t save my mom, and I couldn’t protect our tribe, and I couldn’t save Yue. It’s like the moment I start to care about anyone, something bad happens to them, and I can’t do anything to stop it. And now you’re going off to the city to see your mom, and even though it’s so close, I just can’t shake this feeling, and I— I don’t know what I’ll do with myself if something happens to you too.”

Your brows creased as the full weight of his words hit you. “Sokka.. are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

He stepped closer and took your hands in his, those ocean eyes holding a softness you had never seen before. “I care about you, Y/N, so much that it hurts. So I know it sounds ridiculous, but I need you to promise me that you’ll come home safe.”

There was only a moment’s hesitation before you tugged on his hands to bring him even closer, your eyes fluttering shut as your lips met his.

“I care about you too,” you responded quietly, a small smile gracing your features. “And I promise I’ll be safe. Just for you.”

“Good.” He smiled as well and gave you another soft kiss, one that quickly became more heated as you got lost in each other. You could feel the pure emotion, the sadness, that he poured into it, and that feeling made you want to give this boy everything in the world. You had almost tuned out the world completely until the door was pushed open and Aang’s voice rang through the air.

“Sokka, are you almost ready? I saw you come in h— oh, spirits, I’m so sorry!”

You and Sokka immediately separated, jumping apart from each other so quickly you nearly tripped over your own feet. You quickly gathered yourself and leaned against the table your bags were set on, giving Aang an easy-going smile in an attempt to cover up your breathlessness.

“Aang!” Your voice was unnaturally high as you used your hands to talk. “He was just… checkin’ in on me. Making sure that I was ready. Just.. nothing going on here. Just.. two friends.. bein’ friends. And.. gettin’ ready. As friends.”

You could hear Sokka snort behind you as he tried to keep his composure as well — Aang, meanwhile, was as red as a fire ferret as he began to back away.

“You know, I can just come back later! Or you can come to me, Sokka. Whenever you’re ready. I won’t tell anyone, I promise!” He gave you guys one last slightly panicked smile then darted off, causing the two of you to dissolve into laughter.

You glanced at Sokka with a shy smile as you felt your cheeks burning up, and that just made him laugh even harder. “Think he’ll keep that promise?”

You sighed happily and shrugged. “You know what? I don’t even care. And I think I’ll try extra hard to stay alive if it means there’s more kisses like that in the future.”

Sokka gave you a heart-melting smile and walked over to the door. “Just come home safe, and you’ll get all the kisses you want.”

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Omg!! 207 that's so great IM SOOOOOO PROUD OF YOU. may you please do #9 they were all so cute I didnt know what to pick 😊 ....... love you AHHHH you're the best hun ❤❤❤

OMG THANK YOU!!!! Ahhhh I LOVE YOU MORE!!!! 💝💝💝 (You didn’t put who for, so I’m just gonna make it Bucky cause who doesn’t love Bucky right?)

Prompt: “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

Bucky was a mess. And not the mess Hydra left, no. You helped him through it, through the nightmares, the flashbacks, everything. He was a mess because of you. Because you took the time to help him, because you were actually there for him when he needed it most, because of your kind yet chaotic personality. And by God because he was so helplessly in love with you.

You two had been friends ever since you two met a few years ago when he moved into the compound. Your friendship growing and prospering, becoming inseparable at times. You enjoyed his company, his charm, just him in general. When you told Steve that you think you’re starting to like Bucky as more than a friend, he told you to go for it. But your nerves and anxiety held you back, still does.

Tonight was movie night. Movie nights were always your favorite not just because the whole team was there and not because the movies that were chosen were always pretty decent movies, but because you got to cuddle with Bucky. The only other times you did was after one of you had a nightmare. 

The movie title came on the screen and Tony dimmed the lights. Bucky had walked in a bit later later than usual, right exactly when the movie started playing. He had a bowl of popcorn in hand and sat next to you. Instinctively, he draped his arm over your shoulder. You moved and cuddled closer to his side, grabbing a handful of popcorn and stuffing it in your mouth.

You couldn’t help but glance at him every few moments, feeling something was off. You looked up at him and saw the bags under his eyes, his hair was more disheveled, and the frown lines on his face were more prominent. Worry started bubbling inside you and you couldn’t really focus on the movie anymore, wanted to know what’s going on with him.

As soon as the movie ended, he set the popcorn bowl on the small coffee table in front of you two, quickly got up and left. Odd. You helped everyone finish cleaning up and went after Bucky.

“Hey Buckaroo, it’s me. You okay?” You asked knocking softly at his door. You heard a faint groan and a ‘come in’ from the other side. Slowly opening the door, your greeted with a sad Bucky clutching a pillow curled up on his bed. Your heart broke. 

“Aww Buck,” you went and sat next to him on the bed. “What’s wrong?” You asked, running your fingers through his locks. 

“It’s just,” he sighed, “my head’s spinnin and cloudy ‘n jus’ a lot right now.” He puffed some air and laid his head in your lap, enjoying the feeling of you playing with his hair. Closing his eyes, he tried his hardest to submerge the feelings that were surfacing. He felt like crying.

You sat like that for a while. Carding your fingers through his hair, gently massaging his scalp. You looked down at the hunk in your lap. Biting your bottom lip, you tried not to lay down and take him in your arms and kiss him all night long to try and make him feel better. You deep breath and tried to swallow your feelings down. The bed shifting pulled you out of your emotional haze. Bucky had taken his head off your lap and sat up in front of you.

“You should go get some sleep doll. You’re probably tired.” He sighed and looked at you, a slight pouty looks on his face.

“I’ll go to bed as soon as you tell me what’s wrong,” worry taking over your features once more. He sighed and closed his eyes tightly. Rubbing his face, he opened his eyes, tears threatening to spill from the very steal ocean blue you fell in love with.

“I’m scared,” he whispered, “I don’t wanna ruin it.” He looked down, a few tears running down his cheeks and dropping to his shirt, dampening the material. 

“You don’t have to be scared Buck, I’m right here,” you grabbed his hand, “What don’t you want to ruin?” You lowered your tone, trying to be as gentle as possible.

“Us.” Confusion flooded you. He finally looked up at you, tears free falling. He sniffed before continuing. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.” He admitted. Your jaw dropped and you couldn’t believe your ears. Bucky Barnes, the man you’ve had a crush on, hell, loved, since forever, loved you? 

“Please tell me you’re not joking,” you croaked, your own tears forming in your eyes. He shook his head.

“I’m not joking.” He said seriously. Wiping his eyes he continued. Whenever I’m with you, I can be myself. I don’t have to worry about putting up a mask, or being tough. I can be me, I can be goofy and carefree. I don’t have to change. And you. You make me feel safe, feel wanted. You showed how it is to love again and I’m fucking scared I’ll mess it up.” He hiccuped, trying his hardest not full on sob. “I don’t wanna, I can’t lose you.” You cupped his jaw, gently stroking his cheek.

“Oh Bucky. You’ll never lose me,” you tried to give him a small smile, but the tears streaming down your face made it harder. “You want to know why?” He nodded, his eyes never leaving yours. “Because I’m in love with you too.” With that, he cupped both your cheeks. You winced a little at the cold of his metal hand, chuckling a bit. Slowly, he leaned in to press a small yet longing kiss. Trying to pour all his emotions into it. Breaking apart for air, you smiled at him. He laughed and smiled back, not really believing that this was actually happening. Pressing your foreheads together, he started whispering little sweet nothings. You leaned in and pressed your lips against his for another kiss. 

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"won't you just let me hold you" with you and kara... much love, reigenquest

GRRR UASGASIOFFOASOIGSAFSI jason ur gonna pay for this

edit: the line from the prompt takes a LONG TIME to get in there bear with me i have brainrot

It’s been about seven short months since I met them. How often does anyone meet a set of six brothers, let alone sextuplets? One in particular always stood out to me. The bizarrely shaped shades, the essentially greaser-like leather jacket, the absolute nerve and guts to flirt with people even when you know nobody likes you. Maybe I’m going off a little bit, but my point stands.

I won’t drop the L word yet but god do I like Kara. It’s predictable, I know, my thing for hopeless flirts, emotional people with emotional secrets they have yet to reveal to their soulmate since they haven’t found them yet, all that jazz.

Anyway, after MONTHS of being pestered by my friends, I’m asking The Question tonight. It took weeks to figure out how I wanted to go about it, and in the end I decided to go out of my comfort zone and do something more extravagant. I’m gonna dress up nice and sing outside the goddamn window, because fuck you, Romeo and Juliet is a good story, aside from the ending. It somehow took even LONGER to pick a song to sing, I wanted to pick a song I both knew all the lyrics to and one that also fit my voice range well enough that I’d sound less like a dying cat when singing.

I was torn on what to wear, unsure if I should dress masculine or feminine. So, I compromised with myself. I tucked my ponytail into a beanie, only leaving my thin bangs visible. I put on a knee length pencil skirt that had thin white stripes on black, and my knee-high black boots underneath. On my torso, I wore a mostly plain t-shirt with a skull on the chest pocket and my favorite black jean jacket over it. Yeah, it’s still winter, but the fit. I put on various kinds of jewelry including one of my many pendants around my neck. I begin my walk to the Matsuno House, with only my purse on me. In my purse is my fully charged cell phone, with a karaoke version of Hesitate by The Jonas Brothers on youtube. Don’t judge me, this song make’s me cry without fail.

After talking to myself for several minutes, I can see the house in the distance. Their mother and father are out tonight, so I luckily don’t have to worry about THAT embarrassment. I pull out my phone to text the youngest brother, Todomatsu (as he is the only one who actually has a phone of his own).

[txt.tyz]: hey, is he still up?

I stare at my screen waiting for an answer. I didn’t want to tell any of the others about this, but in order to plan everything well, I had to inform Totty of this plan. Not that I mind, though, he would’ve figured it out anyway, he’s just that clever.

[txt.td]: yup, the only 1′s up are him, me n choromatsu-niisan somehow. i doubt u will wake them up too since the song ur singing is on the quiet side

[txt.tyz] ahhhh ty totty ;-; im almost there

[txt,td] ;3 id wish u good luck but u rly dont need it

-totty is offline-

BITCH? What does THAT mean? Asshole.

By now I’ve reached the house. I stand outside, looking up at the window, where I see Todo peeking out the window. He gives me a thumbs up and he leaves my field of vision. I feel goosebumps show up on my skin when Kara opens the window and stands on the roof, closing the window behind him.

“W-what’re you doing here so late?” He says, and I blush. I’m not good at being smooth.

“i-uh-well i-just listen.” I manage to spit out while taking my phone out, pressing play, and setting it down on the mailbox.

“Kiss the tears right off your faceWon’t get scared, that’s the old, old, old meI’ll be there time and placeLay it on me, all you’re hold, hold, holdingTime, time only heals if we work through it nowAnd I promise we’ll figure this out”

I can’t even keep eye contact with him while I sing, out of pure embarrassment. I can’t believe I’m even doing this. I can’t believe I let my friends talk me to into SINGING to him.

“I will take your painAnd put it on my heartI won’t hesitateJust tell me where to startI thank the oceans for giving me youYou saved me once and now I’ll save you tooI won’t hesitate for you”

I haven’t noticed it because I refuse to look directly at him while singing, but Todo and Choro are both peeking through the window, watching it all go down.

“Pull me close and I’ll hold you tightDon’t be scared ‘cause I’m on your sideKnow there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for youPull me close and I’ll hold you tightDon’t be scared 'cause I’m on your sideKnow there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for youI will take your painAnd put it on my heartI won’t hesitateJust tell me where to startI thank the oceans for giving me youYou saved me once and I’ll save you tooI won’t hesitate for you”

As I hear my voice fading away to signify the end of the song, I look at him and-holy shit? Is he crying? Does my voice sound that bad?

“Oh my god dude I-was I that bad? I’m so sorry, I could never compare to your talent but even so, I wanted to do something special-please don’t cry!” I plead to him. I immediately grab my phone, shoving it in my purse and looking at the ground.

“I’m so sorry I’m sorry I-” I continue to apologize, not noticing that hes slid off the roof and to the ground in front of me. Just as I go to look up at him instead of seeing a slightly distant figure, I see his face for a brief moment before he wraps his arms tightly around me and my eyes meet his jacket. He smells like cheap men’s cologne. Of course he does. I’m frozen in place, unsure of how to react to this. Does he feel bad?

“Oh, my angel..” He says, pulling away slightly. “You beat me to it.”

I freeze again. I can’t find words to say, until I hear Totty yell, “I TOLD YOU SO!”

“You mean…you-the-” I stutter, visibly blushing.

“Yes.” He plainly states.

“So you-”

“Yes.” He repeats himself.

“…so…will y-” I start to speak until he silences me by connecting our lips for only a moment, but damn why can’t it be longer. I guess it IS late, after all. He envelops me in his arms and strokes my hair.

“Won’t you just let me hold you?” He sing-songs the question, eyes closed and clearly not planning on letting me go yet. That is fine by me, sir. I give, closing my eyes and wrapping my arms around his torso.

After a minute or two, I yawn. It’s pretty late.

“Ah, we both need our beauty sleep, don’t we? We can continue tomorrow.” Kara grins and lets go of me, still standing close.

I nod. “O-okay…I’ll come back tomorrow?” I question him. He nods back, turning to face the house but still looking at me.

“Til then, my angel~” I hear him coo as he walks into the house.

My face flusters, and I shit you not, I run home because I have so much adrenaline in me.

(AHHHH,,,THIS HURT ME PHYSICALLY BUT TWAS WORTH IT)