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hauntedbythefanficsofmypast · 2 months ago

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Universe Hopping and Reunion Trip Planning

Masterlist

Past, Present, and that of Space

Danny turned his camera off before turning back to the portal he just stepped through. Fry, Leela, Bender, and the Professor stood on the other side of the portal looking around his dimension.

“This definitely isn’t the weirdest thing we’ve done and seen but it's on the list.” Fry said as he leaned forward looking around Danny’s room. “Dude sick ceiling!” Danny laughed, smiling at the red head before nodding.

“I know right! Thanks for helping with my video you guys! It’s gonna be crazy popular. Once I am twenty-one I will definitely drop in to have a night in the space clubs with you all!” Fry laughed, nodding and he pulled his head back through the portal.

“Hell ya! We’ll plan the best night out for you right Bender!” Bender waved his hand after opening a beer and starting to chug it.

“Ya, ya whatever as long as we’re drinking I don’t care.” Danny snorted, rolling his eyes before looking at Leela who just smirked at him.

“Remember what I said, and please don’t share it with them.”Danny said, reaching out and shaking her hand. “They’ll use it willy-nilly, you’ll use it when needed.” Leela nodded as she returned the hand shake.

“Trust me, they won’t know anything. It was nice meeting you Danny, feel free to stop by anytime.” Danny nodded with a grin before they all stepped back waving to each other as Dani closed the portal.

“I’m going to have so much editing to do.” Danny groaned, causing his friends to laugh at him.

“You act like you didn’t fall in love with videography and editing. Sure it will be tedious but at least it isn’t a meeting with the Observants."

Val said, patting his back and Danny couldn’t help but nod. “Now I’m going to go take a shower. I still feel like I’m covered in that Slurm drink Bender poured on me.” Wes laughed before he punched Danny shoulder as Val walked past.

“Come on Danny, I’ll edit the first video you edit the second. Don’t worry I’ve studied how you edit, no one will know the difference. Besides with my curse I’d just have to tell people I had edited it and no one would believe I did.” Danny snorted, shaking his head as he followed Wes up to his room.

“Take the bed Wes.” Danny said place the USB with the first video on it before moving to grab his laptop.

“Danny I can't just take the bed from you I’ll sit in your chair you take…the bed.” Wes slowed his sentence as he turned around to see Danny floating in the air, legs crossed and leaning back slightly. “Oh, I’ll take the bed.” Danny snorted rolling his eyes as Wes set himself up on his bed.

“Alright so Jack and Maddie are Danny's parents, that means Bruce has a connection to them.” Tim said confidently before taking a few bites of his dinner in front of him. “It’s been a long time now but I think we can swing something especially with these coordinates to Amity Park. I was able to hack into the computer of Alicia Burgess and confirm through a few emails that they live in Amity Park.” Bruce nodded as he glanced around the table at his family as he thought on how to go about this.

“The question is how to go about it, I can’t just walk about and say I wanted a reunion. I didn’t even graduate with them.” Tim snorted softly, rolling his eyes as if Bruce was asking a stupid question.

Which in Tim’s eyes he was.

“Of course not, it’ll be you and Harley reaching out. Harely insisted on reaching out and finding two of her old college buddies wanting to have a reunion given their twentieth college reunion passed and neither they nor Harley went. As a celebration of having her sanity nearly fully back she decided she wanted to find them and decided you were going along with her.” Tim smirked, setting his fork down as he leaned back in his seat. “Of course, we couldn’t just let our adoptive dad go off on his own. Brucie would get into a lot of trouble left alone with just Harley. So of course I’ve decided to take my vacation time now and go with, and Jason is currently on his ‘summer break’ since he attends college during the summer. Cass is visiting so she’ll come to enjoy a part of her vacation with us and of course Harley’s fiance Ivy will be coming to meet these old friends!” Everyone looked at Tim as they thought over his plan and Dick was the first to speak up.

“I’m gonna have to be Batman again aren’t I?” Tim nodded, causing him to groan and earn an amused look from Bruce.

“Don’t worry Chum, I won’t leave you with the cowl for long I promise. Or you could go and I could pretend to be Nightwing.”

“NO!” Dick stood up pointing a finger at Bruce with fake over dramatic tears in his eyes. “I had to deal with continuous social media on Nightwing letting himself go the last time you went out as me! Never again!” The table burst into laughter as Bruce covered his face groaning.

“Really Richard?”

“Yes really! You had my criminals crying and thanking the lord when they realized I was actually Nightwing! People were going around saying how happy they were that Twink-wing was back! They were calling me TWINK-WING!!! You’re going on the trip or so help me Bruce, so help me I’ll go over the edge.” Bruce coughed not making eye contact with Dick as he looked at Tim.

“I look forward to our small trip Timmy, thanks for coming along with us.” Tim snorted, nodding as he started eating again. Jason looked around the table at everyone as Dick sat down taking some calling breaths.

“Sooo anyone but me gonna acknowledge it?” He smirked, crossing his arms and leaning back staring at Tim, who tensed eyes narrowing as he looked at Jason. “Okay, okay, I’ll say it. Tammy here is only coming along to see his internet crush.” In seconds Tim was over the table attempting to strangle Jason who grinned, grabbing and tossing him across the room towards the door. He was out of his seat in seconds and a slightly playful fight broke out between the two that had everyone but Bruce and Alfred cheering on either Jason or Tim.

“This will be an eventful trip.” Bruce said as he continued eating, ignoring the fight happening. Alfred said nothing as he watched the two, he could recognize it as a bonding fight over an actual one. So instead of getting on their case he simply watched.

“Phones?”

“Check.”

“Chargers?”

“Check.”

“Toothbrush, toothpaste, and hairbrush?”

“Check, check, and check, honestly Master Bruce are you doubting my ability to sufficiently pack for a two week trip for you all.”

“What no Alfred I'm not I just-”

“He's just paranoid because he is leaving Gotham for longer than a weekend trip and is too hands on to calm down. Resulting in him micromanaging everyone.”

“Ah Richard, do me a favor, take your father off my hands so I may finish my job.” Dick laughed walking into the room grabbing Bruce’s arm.

“Now that I can do without a problem!! Come on B!” Bruce sighed letting Dick lead him out of his room and down to the library. “Stop worrying Alfred will have everything you need. You just need to make sure you have your belt on you.”

“I always have my belt on me.” He grumbled earning an amused look from Dick. “Do you have yours?”

“Of course I do! Do I look like Steph?” Seconds later a book hit him as Steph’s head popped over the edge of the bird nest Bruce had built for him.

A small smile crossed his face as he looked up at the nest while Steph and Dick bantered back and forth playfully. Looking down from the nest and to Dick, Bruce felt as if he closed his eyes he could remember his little Robin. The boy who insisted to have the nest built so he had somewhere high up to rest and wait for Bruce to get home. He used it anytime he got hurt and put on bed rest, and the rest of his birds followed. It was the first change he had made to Wayne manor, apart from having Alfred remove all of his parents' pictures after their passing. Though those went up soon after Dick joined him, when Dick said the walls were bare Bruce jumped to show off the pictures. He hadn’t realized how much he missed them until then, and the family of three made it a day putting them all up together. Now his family had grown to twelve and their pictures had been added around. Surrounding his parents' photos as if to show off his kids to them.

He blinked when Dick punched his arm slightly gaining his attention. “Caught in memories old man.” He playfully pointed a finger in Bruce’s face, a twinkle in his eye that made Bruce smile softer. “You know you make me feel old when you do that! I’m still young, still beautiful.” He dramatically held his hand to his chest as he said the last sentence. Bruce couldn’t even hold in his laughter after hearing that come from his eldest.

“Honestly Chum, let an old man remember his little angry filled nine year old who demanded a nest in the library so that he could wait for me to get home when on bed rest.” Dick snorted, looking away with a bashful smile.

“Ya that nest worked out pretty well, it's the perfect meet up spot.” He chuckled, punching Bruce’s shoulder before making his way up to the nest. “Come on B, relax with everyone before you leave.”

“I’m coming Chum.”

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starlightazriel · 4 months ago

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bee 6

desc: best friends > lovers azriel au (fem reader)

warnings: 18+, fluff, sexual tensionnn, alcohol/drug addiction,

other parts can be found on my masterlist under azriel

wc: 4.8k

six

Azriel was leaning against the counter and I instantly felt his eyes boring into me, studying me. I had known Azriel long enough to be able to visibly see that he was clearly on a bender, or coming off of one, something was bothering him. And when something was bothering him there was always at least alcohol involved, if not more. I knew he was an alcoholic, that wasnt anything new. I knew he dabbled, okay, maybe heavily dabbled. But I never wanted to think of Az as a drug addict, it just didnt sound right. I hoped it was just one of his phases.

Despite that look that he always got when something wasnt right in his life, underneath that guarded exterior, his eyes, detached but still so attentive to my presence... I could still see my Az, and I could tell he was hurting. I knew he must be upset, he must be thinking that he lost his best friend, the one person he could come to and never have to put any sort of wall up with. I knew, when Cass left I would have to explain myself to him, I needed him to know that nothing had to change between us just because I kissed him. I knew how he was, I knew he was dwelling on all of it, thinking that because he had rejected me things would be weird between us and they already had been anyway from him walking in on me... But it would pass, it had to.

"Good morning," I say softly, swallowing hard as I took my seat on the stool at the counter. Cassian was making pancakes, and I silently thanked any higher power that he was still here. I had noticed his large body nearly hanging off the couch when I had come in lastnight, they had both been sleeping thankfully.

"Good morning!" Cass greets cheerfully, twisting from the stove away from the pancakes he had just flipped. "I was just telling Az that you guys need some bigger and better couches, my neck is toast after lastnight," I chuckled quietly, my eyes nervously drifting toward Azriel every few seconds who hadn't stopped staring. It was making my cheeks hot, making me nervous.

"Yeah, um, I've been saying that, definitely on the list," I swallowed, hard, my eyes flicking back to Azriel again. "Could you pour me a coffee Az?" he softens slightly but his jaw flexed, he didn't say a word, but he didn't move to pour my coffee either. "Az, are you- Are you just gonna sit there and ignore me?" I ask, Cassian glances back between us, squinting a bit. Cassian was also visibly uncomfortable now. But that, that was Az, he could blend in easily when he wanted to, and when he was angry, everyone around could feel it.

"Kind of like you ignored me last night so you could go fuck my plug?" he asks coolly, my cheeks burn and I tried to swallow the lump aching in my throat. His tone was even, not letting off a hint of emotion, but I could see the temper flaring in his eyes. My toes curled in my slippers, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up when I remembered the way he spoke to me the other night, the way he wrapped his hand around my throat and looked directly into my eyes- "Hope you wrapped it up, he gets around," again, that emotionless tone, I opened my mouth to speak, thankfully, Cassian chose then to drop the platter of pancakes onto the counter.

"Pancakes are ready family!" he said, standing between us, I knew he could sense the tension. The awkwardness hanging in the air, the metaphorical absolute cloud of shadow that hung over Azriel. "Cool it Az," Cass cuts him a look as he piles pancakes onto his plate and takes the seat at the counter next to me. I served myself, taking two, Azriel didn't touch them, stayed right where he was, leaning up against the counter, watching me.

I wanted desperately to tell him to eat something. I couldn't bring myself to say anything else. Annoyed wasn't the word, who was he to even bring it up? And more importantly how did he even know that it was Eris that I was with? And why in front of Cassian? Not that I cared, really, Cass was the type of person you either loved or hated the first time you met him, and he and I had bonded instantly the first time Az brought him around. I didn't care that he knew, really, it was just the principle.

"The silence is real loud guys," Cassian comments, and he was right, no one had said a word for ten minutes at least. "And I think I really should be going," he adds as he stabs the last bite of his pancakes, I had barely finished my two while he wolfed down his stack. Please don't go. I wanted to say but I cut him a look instead which he smirked in response to.

"Later Cass," I mumbled, squishing a crumb left on my plate with my fork, anything to keep my hands busy.

"Don't be late Az, seriously, Rhys will kill you," Cassian puts his plate in the sink, not bothering to wash it. Azriel finally turned to look at Cassian for what felt like the first time since I'd entered the room. Working today... Guess I wouldn't be able to talk to him.

"Im not going to be late. Right behind you," Az muttered after Cass as he slammed the rest of his orange juice and headed toward the door. My eyes shifted to him, now that he wasnt looking at me. His jaw flexed as he watched the door close and the tension in the room seemed to grow ten fold with the click of the lock.

After a long moment, Azriel turned, and there she was, looking at him. He didnt soften the way he wanted to, the way he knew he should. There was so many things that he wanted to say, he didnt seem to know how to say any of them.

"Working today?" she finally blurted and broke the silence. He knew her too well, he could tell there was so much she wanted to say too, but she didnt know how to start either. She was shy or whatever.

"Yeah," he shrugs, knowing he should be walking away right now to go get dressed and ready. "Some shit for the event, project I've been working on. Mor is the model, she's in town just for the tattoo," he shrugged and tried his very best not to let his eyes wander, to keep them trained on hers. She only nodded, they fell into a short silence, he noted the way she was still nervously playing with her fork. "So..." He finally works up the courage to say something, at least something before he left. "You and Eris, huh?" he rubs the back of his neck, searching her eyes, he knew his own weren't telling of anything, usually Bee was one of the only people he didnt have to put up walls with. He couldn't help it now though, he was afraid of whatever he was feeling, he couldn't really even understand his feelings.

"Oh," she swallows, and just shakes her head at him, her fork clattering onto the plate. "No, well... At least I don't think so just- Its been a while," she rambled, nervously biting her lip. So they did fuck. Azriels eyes narrowed, he could feel the back of his neck getting hot, he swallowed the angry words that threatened to spill from his lips. "Are you seeing Cecille again?" the question caught him off guard, distracted him.

"No. I didnt even go there for that," it wasnt a lie, he definitely wasnt going to start seeing her again. She had just been a scapegoat, somewhere to run because he was afraid. He didnt know how to make sense of all the conflicting emotions he had been dealing with.

"Oh," she says awkwardly, averting her gaze, he swore he noticed her shoulders slump in relief. Though, he knew it was probably only because she had always hated Cecille, and she thought Az was wrong for sleeping with a married woman. Of course she did, Bee was a good person, unlike him.

"Yeah," he shrugs, standing a little straighter now. He really had to go. "I gotta get to the shop. Just be careful with Eris, okay Bee? I know he can be-" Azriel grimaced, "cool, or whatever. But there's a lot of people in this city that would kill him, or anyone that might be close to him if they got the chance." He didnt want to scare her, but its not like it wasnt true. Eris' dad was a fucking mob boss, his whole family was dangerous.

"It was just one night Az," she swallowed, and he nodded, feeling only a tiny bit relieved. Because, maybe it was just one night, but it had happened. Eris of all people got to fuck her, touch her- maybe even taste her. His Bee. The thoughts sent his stomach coiling.

"I don't need to know. I'm just saying," he shrugs trying to play it off like it was nothing. He wondered if she saw right through his facade the way it felt like she did. She always saw him, knew who he was underneath the exterior that the rest of the world got. Even like this, even on the morning after days of being absolutely fucked up, she still saw him, and he could feel it. He needed her, that was just another reason why he wasnt wiling the risk, of giving into his desires for Bee. If he did something to fuck it up, which inevitably he would, and she never spoke to him again... Losing her just wasnt an option for him.

"Az I know you need to leave, but I just wanted to apologize... For overstepping or crossing a boundary or whatever the other night," her cheeks burned a bright red as she rambled, and her words caught him so off guard that his expression instantly softened. The other night.

"You shouldn't be apologizing," he swallowed, his phone buzzed in his pocket, he ignored it. He knew if he didnt leave now he would be late, and he still needed to change. "I should be- I was fucked up. I shouldn't have ever put my hands on you like that, I shouldn't have-" Azriel paused, he swore something like disappointment flashed in her eyes, did she like being choked out? This was exactly the problem, a month or two ago, however long it had been since he walked in on her, he had thought he knew his best friend after practically growing up together. Lately, it had felt like they were getting to know each other for the first time. "I shouldn't have taken it as far as I did, you were so drunk..." Azriel swallowed hard, he remembered how torturous it had been to pull away from her. After she had cum, just from him rubbing her panties alone, she had soaked through them. He had been able to smell her pussy on his fingers when he had lit his cigarette, his mouth had been fucking watering, his cock had been so fucking tight in his pants, begging him. And he had to fucking walk away, she was too drunk, and she was Bee, she didnt deserve to get fucked in some dirty alleyway. "And I'm sorry if I made you feel like... Like i didn't want to keep going or something... I just, I can't lose you Bee," admitting it out loud made him blush, it made him feel weak.

"Az you could never lose me," she insists, his phone was ringing in his pocket now, he could tell she wanted to say more. He wanted to hear it, even though her words made him blush. Made him feel something he wasn't used to feeling. "You should go, Cass said you can't be late. We'll have time to talk later," she gives him one of those cute half smiles, he knew she was right. So he just nodded, debated on giving her one of those half hugs but he didn't.

When Azriel strode into the shop, he immediately knew Rhys wasnt happy, he did that thing with his eyes where they just burned through you, like they could read every thought you ever had. His eyes flicked to Rhys' cousin Mor, a grin spread across his face, he advanced and tackled her in a hug. It had been forever since he'd seen her, she rarely came now, she was off pursuing her fashion designing dreams in the big apple.

"Hey, sorry Im late. Mor, it's good to see you, how are you?" He definitely had gone through a phase of crushing on her at one point, that was before he found out they more or less had the same preferences.

"That's okay Az, it's good to see you too," she laughs, hugging him back before breaking away, her blond hair bouncing behind her. Azriel knew this was good, a big piece, something he had been working on for a while, dying to put into ink on Mors skin. He knew this was exactly what he needed to steady his mind, maybe he'd even talk to her.

"I thought Cass told you not to be late," Rhys cuts in, his jaw flexing in annoyance. "This shit is important Az, if we win this thing... Its going to be huge, its going to give us enough publicity that I can finally open another shop in Vegas," Rhys was serious, and it was dragging Azriels mood down, enough that he knew he needed a little something extra to focus. He didnt say anything, just nodded to show Rhys he understood before ducking into the bathroom and mumbling something to Mor about getting settled into his tattoo room.

He fished the little bag from his pocket and used his house key to take two small bumps of encouragement. This technically was cutting back, days ago he would have taken a whole line before doing a tattoo this big. He estimated that with a few breaks it would take him around six to eight hours, and Mor was a trooper, he'd tattooed her before and he knew she could sit through it. He took a piss, washed his hands, and made sure his face was clean before he exited the bathroom.

"Az," Rhys stopped him just before he entered his tattoo room, it was just the two of them now. Kat and Cass were in his piercing room designing the sign for their booth, and Mor, waiting patiently for Az in his own tattoo room.

Azriel stops, wincing slightly, he blinked once before turning around. "What's up?" he tries to be as casual as he can, tries not to let his eyes dart all around the room which was near impossible with nothing to do with his hands.

Rhys softened slightly, but he was still clearly pissed, and he doesn't let on the pity he was probably feeling for him. That was another thing Az hated. "I just need you to get your shit together. And Im not kidding," he tilted his chin lightly, in that way that Rhys did to show that he was in charge. "I want to take you and Cass to Vegas, and hire an entire new staff for here. Maybe even sign Riley on a more permanent position here," this was all new to Azriel. He knew Rhys had been talking about going big in Vegas for a long time. Maybe even turning into a celebrity tattoo shop, but Az figured he would hire outside for that. He figured him and Cassian would have stayed back and run the original shop, he didnt even know if he wanted to go to Vegas. "I can't take you there like this Az, once in a while is cool. This every day shit? Don't make me cut off your supply completely," Rhys words are even, serious, final. Azriels ears got hot, his temper flared, and no it wasnt just the slight buzz he had egging his temper on. It was that Rhys basically just insinuated that he would fire him completely if he didnt clean up his act. And also Rhys arrogant insinuation that if he fired him Azriel would be nothing, like he couldn't get a job somewhere else and supply himself that way. Even though he knew it wasnt true, it hurt, Rhys and his fucking power trips.

"Alright bro," Azriel responded through his teeth, knowing that if he said anything else, it wouldn't be good. "Understood. Im gonna go get to work now," he didnt wait for Rhys to say anything else before he shut himself in his tattoo room with Mor, who was looking at Azriel with raised brows. Of course she over heard.

"What was that about?" she asks casually as Azriel puts some music on and takes a seat on his chair, she was sitting with her bare back to him, her arms in front of her holding her clothes to her chest. If he was younger, he probably wouldn't have been able to handle this, but Mor was more like a sister to him now.

"Rhys being Rhys," he shrugs, he didnt really want to get into it now, even though Mor was probably the best person to talk to. Azriel prepped her skin, cleaning a large area on her upper back where he would be putting her tattoo. It was a gorgeous piece of snowy mountains, with Mor nestled into them, atop a beautiful horse. Immense detail, he had worked on the stencil for weeks.

Azriel changed the subject after that, and for a while they chatted while he worked, it was peaceful enough that he didnt take another bump on their lunch break. He ate something instead, Mor had brought him back a sandwich which he was more than grateful for since he skipped breakfast and hadn't been eating much of anything recently.

When the break was over and he was all set up for the next round, they fell into a comfortable silence for a bit, the outline had been completely finished earlier and he was now just shading and adding details.

"Okay Az, I can't take it anymore. I need all the tea, the full tea. I told you about my new fling I need to hear more about this Bee situation Kat barely had any details, Ive been telling Rhys for years that you guys are gonna end up getting married and having the cutest little babies," she giggled and Azriel leaned back for a moment, her body shook slightly with her laugh.

"Hold still," he muttered, blushing at the mention of y/n, he was glad Mor was facing the other way so she couldn't see. "It's nothing really, I just kind of walked in on her and I can't get her out of my head now. We um, we kissed once. 'S like I just.. I don't know Mor," he shrugged and leaned forward again to continue tattooing her.

"You kissed?" She demanded, sounding excited, Azriel sighed, his cheeks still blazing. "How was that? She's hot Az, you better claim her before I do," Mor was relentless and always seemed to be able to get him talking.

"Yeah, we kissed. I just- I don't wanna fuck it up, she's my best friend Mor," he squints slightly, willing himself to focus as Bee took over his mind, specifically the way it felt to kiss her. "If I give in.. To whatever this is.. I risk losing her, she says I won't... But you know how that goes," he mumbled and shrugged, swallowing hard. He had never wanted anyone so badly as he wanted Bee now, he had to think about puppies and Rhys' grandma so his dick wouldn't get hard in front of Mor.

"Az, you guys were meant for each other. You need to tell her how you feel before it's too late," she insists, he was almost done now, it was getting late too. Lighting wasnt as good anymore, but it was enough for him to finish and get his final details in. He knew she was probably right, he knew at this point, seeing Bee with someone else would destroy him. Fucking Eris was bad enough, but if she actually started dating someone, fell in love with someone. He didnt know how he would handle it. Even if he couldn't fully understand his feelings, he knew now, he wanted her in his life as more than just his friend.

"Im gonna ask her out," he finally says after a long moment of silence his cheeks were still burning but he kept his hands steady as he continued on his final details of the tattoo. Mor squealed with delight, making Azriel grimace, he was sure she would tell Kat and Bee would find out before he even got the chance, so he decided he needed to do it tonight.

"Cutest. Babies. Ever. Mark my words," she giggled again and Azriel sighed before telling her to keep still again. Nerves were coiling in his stomach and he couldn't remember the last time he felt like that.

It was late. I had expected Azriel to be home by now, I knew it was a big tattoo but it had been at least nine hours that he had been gone. I wondered if they all had went out for drinks, since Mor was in town, they probably did. I sighed, tossing the empty ice cream pint on the coffee table and taking another small sip from my second glass of wine. I definitely wasnt drunk, but headed in that direction if I kept going much longer.

I knew I was going to need at least a little bit of liquid courage for what I was about to do. After thinking about it all day, I planned to tell Az everything when he got home. I was tired of being a coward and watching from the sidelines, and he deserved to know that I've been standing beside him pathetically hopelessly in love with him for the past eight years.

I had taken advantage of the alone time when he first left, pleasured myself to his photo as many times as I wanted, worked on a little homework, stalked Eris' social media a little, because even though I knew Azriel was the one for me... I couldn't help but still be just a little bit curious about him.

Now, the alone time was getting old, the wine was only making me more impatient, and the stupid reality tv show I was watching wasnt doing anything to sooth my restlessness. Azriel hadn't texted me all day, and I had been fighting the urge to text him all day, knowing that he was busy tattooing and probably wasnt even on his phone anyway. I was horribly nervous, and I knew that if he didnt get back soon, I would probably make up some excuse as to why this wasnt a good idea and back out of it. Just this morning I had been ready to go back to being just friends, to tell him that we could be the same. That nothing had to change between us- I just knew I would regret that forever. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I never got the way I felt off of my chest.

My heart raced when I heard the key in the lock and I closed my eyes for a brief moment, begging any higher power that I wouldn't be a complete idiot. "Hey Az," I twist, watching him enter, he smiles sheepishly at me, entering the living room and sinking into his usual chair by the couch, he turned, swiveling the chair to face me.

"Hey y/n," Azriel breathes out and chews on the inside of his lip, my lips part slightly in surprise at the use of my name, he almost never used my real name, it was always Bee. Nerves fluttered in my stomach, I was completely thrown off by his demeanor now and all of the words I had so carefully planned out all day seemed to slip away. His waves were disheveled from him probably repeatedly running his fingers through them, a few pieces fell over his guarded eyes, is he nervous? Azriel rubbed his hands on his legs as if they were sweating, he didnt break eye contact with me, it made my cheeks hot.

"How um- How did the tattoo go? How's Mor?" I ask, trying to keep my voice as even as I possibly could, my heart thundered in my chest. What was he going to say? Why was he being so weird?

"It went really well," he seemed almost relieved at my question, like he needed to stall something. "Mors great, she can't wait to catch up with you too- Probably going to do a big camping trip with everyone... After the event, before she um, before she goes back to New York," he was distracted, I could tell, whatever was on his mind had him nervous. That wasnt like Azriel, it made me nervous.

"Sounds like fun," I managed, but his intense gaze was starting to get to me, he looked like he was trying to figure something out. Like he was so afraid of something, searching for an answer from me before he could even get his words out.

"Bee?" he finally says after a long moment of silence, my heart leapt as I watched his cheeks warm, his throat bobbed, his hand found the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his I had gotten to know over the years.

"Yes?" I managed, something about the air felt so heavy. This felt like some detrimental turning point like Az was about to open up to me about something big. Hes quiet again for a moment, and his normally tanned face was slightly red, I wasnt used to seeing him blush. The sight made me tingle, it made my nipples harden beneath my shirt, it reminded me of how his face looked after we kissed. I squeezed my legs together, he didnt miss it, his eyes dropped, and quickly snapped up to mine again, he swallowed hard before speaking again.

"I want you to come to the event..." He trailed off and Im about to say yes, of course, I was already going to be there- "With me," he adds on, his voice a throaty whisper, heat pricks at my skin before settling between my legs at the sound of his voice.

"Like as your-" I stopped myself, I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud, my cheeks were on fire, my heart pounded in my chest. This, this was not what I expected.

"Yes, as my date, not as my best friend, I want you on my arm all night, as my date," his voice was so sensual, raspy, as he watched me intensely, his eyes searching mine. My lips parted as he looked at me expectantly, I felt like I was dreaming, I had thought about this moment for so long. "Well? What do you say?" always impatient, and I hadn't exactly realized I still hadn't said anything.

"Yes," I mumble stupidly, relief washes over his face, a confident smirk spreading across his face at my lack of words. What could I even say now? My stomach was practically doing somersaults now as I racked my brain for anything I could possibly wear, the event was the day after tomorrow.

"Good," he sunk back in his chair a little, his eyes wandered before settling back on mine. "You should go to bed Bee," his voice was so damn low and gravelly, it made me want to get on my knees right now. He rubbed his hands on his pants again, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Why?" I ask, my eyes tracking his movements, savoring each and every detail of him. My mind was racing, part of me felt like I was dreaming.

"Because if you don't, Im not going to be able to keep my hands to myself," his voice was raspy and uneven, his jaw flexed, his eyes roaming over me hungrily, like the way he had looked at me before we kissed that night. I debated for a few seconds on whether or not I should just undress and let him put his hands all over me. I decided I didnt want him to regret it later, or change his mind about taking me as his date. Plus, my body was begging me to shut myself in my room and use this whole little conversation as fuel for multiple orgasms. So I stood up, and smiled shyly down at him.

"Goodnight Az."

a/n: sorry for the wait :/ thank you for being patient eeeeeeee they definitely fucking in 7 wtff officially proof read I love this series so much omggg

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slytherinshua · 10 months ago

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SEVENTEEN ATLA HEADCANONS

genre. headcanons. avatar the last airbender au. warnings. none. featuring. ot13 seventeen. wc. 1.6k. (around 100 words each) request. no. a/n. obviously i've been on a svt atla kick since burnt promises, second chances. i'd be open to writing fics for any of these small headcanons if anyone is particularly interested :)

SEUNGCHEOL

Ugh, Cheol is really hard. I kinda see him as any nation and also none at the same time. For the lack of other Water Tribe on the list, I’ll give him Water Tribe, but I don’t even think he’s a bender. He’d be a passionate hunter of the Southern Water Tribe, and a very good one, but not a bender. He’d always be eager to help out and fit his role as a true leader. He’s looked up to because he protects his people without fail. He’s good at strategics and known for his bravery. I see him fitting a role like Sokka’s father, but I don’t see him as anything glamorous like Water Tribe Royalty. He’s down to Earth and humble and honest. He leads and the people follow.

JEONGHAN

Jeonghan is an airbender. He’s witty and intelligent, and a great asset to his nation. He’d be in an Air temple close to the Earth Kingdom, and he often helps out with strategics if they ever need it. Definitely a kind and angel baby, but if there’s anyone who needs dealing with, he will personally take the task up. He’s world renowned and has allies and friends in every single nation. When he’s not busy, he’ll spend his time travelling around and immersing himself in the different cultures of the nations. He’s beaten Water Tribe hunters at their own hunt, evaded earthbender attacks in the ring because of how light he is on his feet. And his agility and wit proves to be useful whenever he goes head to head with a firebender. He can often predict their next moves and avoid attacks before they’re even fired at him.

JOSHUA

Joshua is Water Tribe!! Definitely a Water Tribe prince, or even a poor boy from the Northern Water Tribe whose parents couldn’t afford water bending lessons for him, so he would sneak around and watch lessons without getting caught. He’s mostly self taught, so he’s not exactly the best, but he can still hold his own. If he’s a Water Tribe prince, then he probably got bored with water bending very quickly as a child and started figuring out ways to skip his lessons lol. He knows clever ways to bribe or fool his masters into letting him slack off, but he also has to build enough skill to show at least a little improvement. He’s probably more interested in carving proposal necklaces to give to his future girlfriend than improving his bending skills.

JUNHUI

Jun is Fire Nation, and he’s extremely talented at Fire Bending. He probably runs a tea shop with his family and takes lessons on the side; just a regular middle class kid. He’s not aiming for a military position or anything high up, but he uses his skills to help him in daily life. He might have friends from places higher up in the city, and because of that, he got to take a visit to Royal Fire Academy for Girls. Definitely turns some heads— practically the whole school is crushing on him by the end of the 2 hour visit, and he enjoys the attention that he wouldn’t usually get at home. It’s safe to say that he’s invited back given the significant improvement in attendance and performance after his initial visit.

SOONYOUNG

Another airbender, only because he’s so agile. Like the spider choreo really makes me see him as someone who just likes to swing around upside down for fun. He’ll play pranks on the older monks, or just anyone he can get his hands on. He’s a lot like Aang in that way. He definitely creates his own airbending moves, because he is a choreographer!!! Somehow takes a trip to the Earth Kingdom because it was his life goal to see a tigerdillo in real life. Once he meets one, he somehow adopts it, and settles down in the Earth Kingdom from there on! He’s perfectly happy, and can he even pose as an earthbender if he’s smart about it.

WONWOO

Anyone could probably guess that I see Wonwoo as Fire Nation. I wrote an entire 14.5k fic about it which is expecting a part 2, but I just think he fits it so much? Especially in a role like the Fire Lord or some notable higher up who is skilled at firebending and definitely owns a dragon (if we’re talking a time period before/during the dragon hunts). He’d be the type to just be a natural at it and reach a high mastery at an early age. He’s such a skilled fighter, and definitely knows how to control his flame. He prefers to study directly from dragons instead of old masters, whose teachings feel regurgitated and watered down, which sounds pretentious, but it’s one of the reasons why he got so good.

JIHOON

I see Jihoon as an Earth bender. He’s short and stout but HE'S SO BUFF. He definitely has the density in him to move some rocks, he’s practically built like The Boulder but without the height????? I definitely see him as part of the royal guard, but definitely not an Earth King. He might teach Earth Bending or get posted out on the coast near the Fire Nation or something— but he definitely has a military position. Somewhere where he can use his earthbending to its full potential. Not the most talkative, but definitely the most efficient, so he climbs the ranks like nobody's business and everyone knows to respect every word that comes out of his mouth. If you say even a word about his height, he’ll throw a rock at your head before you can finish the sentence.

SEOKMIN

It was hard to pick between Water Tribe and Fire Nation for Seokmin, but I think he’s ultimately Fire Nation. I see him as an actor for plays, and he definitely uses his firebending to win over the audience. It got to the point that even though he’s from a small town in the Fire Nation, he became a household name and got increasingly popular until he eventually found himself acting in front of the Fire Lord. Once he got rich enough from it, he got a spot in the most infamous acting troupe in the Fire Nation. His favourite role to play is, of course, the Dragon Emperor in Love Amongst the Dragons.

MINGYU

Just a bulky earthbender I don’t know what to say. He probably got recruited to some military position because he’s fit and can hold his own in a fight, but boy’s just really a sweetheart. He doesn’t enjoy smashing people with rocks, so he tries to get out of the military as soon as possible. He instead works as a carpenter of sorts? Builds elaborate structures with his earthbending, and has a surprisingly artistic touch to his creations. Popular with the older ladies because he is a gentleman.

MINGHAO

I see him as an airbender, but I cannot imagine him with a bald head LIKE HELP. But let's say he is, and for aesthetic purposes, keep the long haired Minghao. He practically floats and flies through the air with his airbendings. He’s probably more of a lemur guy than a sky bison guy. I can imagine him having 1 or 2 lemurs who he spends most of his time with. Obviously very light on his feet and into meditation. He’s one of those star students in the class that the teacher picks as an example for the other students to watch and learn from.

SEUNGKWAN

A waterbender, and he’s good because he focused and studied the traditions of it. He knows the importance of the basics, and when he’s teaching, he can get mad pretty quick if he catches a novice waterbender doing a technique lazily. He teaches them the hard way, making the floor an ice rink or slapping in the face with a water tentacle if they make a silly mistake. But he’s a respected master. (Not to say that he’s old, but he holds the respect of an old master). Also a great healer for the Water Tribe. He thinks it’s important for the men to not just learn how to fight with spears and slices of water, but also to heal the tribe, and he offers his lessons to the women of the tribe as well.

VERNON

Another Fire Nation boy. He’s so skilled he can redirect lightning and all that jazz. He’s a worldwide guy too, so he’s definitely familiar with the other nations and their bending to a certain extent. (Like Iroh, studying the Water Tribe helped him with creating new techniques within firebending). He has a dragon because he’s hot like that, and would hold master firebending classes lol. Definitely has connections to the Royal Family and I could even see him serving as a personal guard or something of that sort. His skills aren’t to be wasted, so he can snag a high paying position practically anywhere he wants.

CHAN

Earth Kingdom kid from a poor family™, I mean it’s just so clear in my mind. I imagine his mom runs a corner store, and he likes to use his very limited earth bending skills to make the shop look prettier. If the wooden tables break down over time, he’ll earth bend a makeshift counter to display the trinkets for sale. He’s quite charming even though he doesn’t have much to say about himself. In the lower class of the Earth Kingdom, practically everyone knows him because he likes to go around and make new friends when he’s bored. He’ll help out the elderly if they need it, and flash a toothy grin to anyone he comes across.

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royonninjago · 5 months ago

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The Ninja's Roles Within the Team

Something I think the various Ninjago shows do really well is the characterizations of each Ninja. If it was bad, then kids wouldn't wanna watch the show or buy the Lego sets to reenact their favorite moment and create new scenarios for the Ninja to go through.

However, for the past few years a problem I've had with the TV show is that some characters feel more... useful than others. Then there are moments when one character is missing, but the team seems to operate just fine without them, and I think that does a real disservice to the characters.

In contrast, take the ATLA episode "Sokka's Master". It's one of my favorites because it separates Sokka, the only non-bender in Team Avatar, from the rest of the team. The episode demonstrates to both us and the rest of Team Avatar why Sokka is essential to their team. Without him, they're bored, can't figure out where they are or where they're headed on a map, and are overall completely directionless. Its like the precursor to those dime a dozen fantasy mangas where the weak member of a dungeon divers gets fired and the rest of the party ends up deeply regretting it.

I want the Ninjago TV show to demonstrate to us why each member is essential to the Ninja Team, and why without one of them the Ninja Team is worse off or have to work twice as hard to compensate.

Dragons Rising had such a good opportunity to explore this, but unfortunately it seems like the biggest problem the Team faces from being separated across the merged realms is lack of manpower and not much else. In lieu of this, here are some of my ideas as to how each character could prove to be essential to the Ninja.

Lloyd - The Leader. This one is definitely the most obvious. He's had a very clear leadership role since he became the Green Ninja, and ever since Wu left this distinction has only gotten more pronounced. However, I do find myself wishing to see a bit more of a dark streak with him. He was originally introduced as an antagonist, and I don't know about y'all but I still find myself enjoying Three Days Grace ever since I played the Halo 3 campaign at a friend's house while listening to AMVs of their songs.

Kai - The Weapon Master. Although there was never anything to support this, I always thought that Kai made the weapons that the Ninja used in the pilots. He is a blacksmith, after all. I think it would be cool if this aspect was more leaned into and not only make him the guy that creates all the swords and throwing stars and whatever other simple weapons the Ninja use, but to also be the best one at using those weapons. A sword is obviously his go to, but put any kind of simple weapon in his hands and I think he'd be able to use it very well. Imagine how much cooler it would have been in season 11 if Kai managed to defeat Aspheera's sheer power with his incredible swordsmanship skills. It'd certainly tie into his arc that season much better than what we actually got.

Jay - The Scout. Remember that scene in the pilots where the Skulkin cars were trying to reach 88 mph or whatever and Jay was gaining on them just by running? The writers sure don't! Though in all seriousness, whenever the Ninja need to learn a new technique to do something, Jay always picks up on it really quickly. First to perform Spinjitzu and summon his Golden Weapon Vehicle, second to unlock his true potential, third to summon his Elemental Dragon, he managed to surprise Ronin when practicing Airjitzu, not to mention his laundry list of hobbies. If they really leaned into his speed, combining that with his skills as a Ninja would make him perfect for running ahead and reporting back on the enemy forces. In my own little world, I like to imagine him as a PG version of the Scout from TF2 (Jay even had a slight Boston accent in the pilots!).

Cole - The Muscle. This one is also fairly obvious due to Cole's signature Earth Punch, but I feel as though it should be noticed more when he's not around, especially in Master of the Mountain. If I'm remembering correctly, they don't fully acknowledge his absence until they're locked up in the Vengestone cage about to be executed. If I regularly hung out with a dude that could lift a car over his head, I'd be lamenting about his absence whenever I needed to lift a heavy box.

Zane - The Information Officer. Another obvious one, but in this case I feel as though they lean a bit too heavily into it. Yes, he's a robot and yes, it's his job to know things, but I want to see his more dorky and silly side from time to time. Give us more Zane following a bird because it danced and him just chilling (literally) in the fridge at midnight for no reason type of stuff. After all, his greatest fear is losing his humanity.

Nya - The Strategist. I feel as though on a 'don't judge a fish by it's ability to climb a tree' level, Nya is just as smart as Zane. Due to his physiology, Zane can hold much more raw information many times over Nya, but I feel as though Nya is much better at putting that information to use. Going back to Master of the Mountain (I realize I'm referencing it a lot, its still fresh in my mind), when Kai and Zane were lost, they relied entirely on the raw data from Zane's internal compass, and because of that they got lost and had to rely on Geckles capturing them to reach their settlement. On the other hand, when Lloyd, Jay, and Nya were lost, Nya was able to determine the location of the Munce settlement by searching for signs of life and finding footprints. Also, I think this characterization fits the Master of Water really well considering water adapts to whatever environment it resides in.

The new Ninja from Dragons Rising are still very inexperienced and still haven't really found their grooves within the team, but I'm still gonna try and analyze them here.

Arin - ???. Right now, Arin's main skills are his unique Spinjitzu skills and his talent with a grappling hook. Its still so early in his Ninja training that he hasn't really carved out a distinct role for himself, though I hope this changes as time goes on. Not too long ago I proposed a cool idea for his future if any of y'all wanna take a look at that here.

Sora - The Technical Specialist. While I don't enjoy the idea of PIXAL being replaced as the Ninja's primary vehicle builder, with Sora being the Elemental Master of Tech it seems very possible that this is where things are headed. Instead of that, I think it better for her to either focus on using her skills in the field or to specialize in Mechs. Both of these ideas come from the Elemental Mech mini-series. I thought the idea of switching up parts on a mech in the middle of a battle to be a fun concept and one giving credence to her being a Field Tech, and whenever she uses her Elemental Powers its for the purpose of creating or altering or fixing a mech about half of the time.

Wyldfyre - The Dragon Expert. Even before the Merge, the Ninja encountered Dragons a lot. Now that there are dragons seemingly everywhere, Wyldfyre seems like the perfect liaison for communicating with these dragons, assuming she can learn to cool off when its needed. She also seems to know a good amount about dragons, considering that she was easily able to identify the Wasting Sickness and make a soup to help ease the pain it caused. There's still a lot she needs to learn before anyone can consider her an expert, but with her love of dragons and the belief that she is one, I think she'd be more than willing to learn.

And there you have it. If you have any ideas or head cannons or questions surrounding this topic, I'd love to hear them!

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tonberry-yoda · 2 years ago

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hii, loved ur zuko x reader post, it made the zuko simp out of me rise ✨️

I was wondering if u could write a zuko x fire bender! reader where they re together in the gaang and talk with the rest about how they would train together on the ship back when zuko was obsessed w catching aang and reader making fun of him along with sokka and toph,

thank you <3

OMG HI!! i am so glad you were here for that zuko writing and here for a request!! seriously, rewatching Avatar made my inner simp come out bruh (also, i love your pfp so much monster high was my CHILDHOOD lmfaoo). thank you so much for the request! this was super fun to write and i am so happy i got to write it for you <3 have a wonderful rest of your day and please stay hydrated <333

The Past - Zuko

Pairing - Zuko x reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 663

“Remember when you were bald?” You said through a cough, giving Zuko a sideways glance with a little smirk on your face.

“Oh come on!” Zuko exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. “What the heck did I ever do to you, y/n? Stop making fun of my bald self.” He crossed his arms and pouted and you just giggled to yourself as Toph and Sokka were holding back laughter.

“You have to admit it’s a little funny, Zuko.”

“It’s not!”

You walked over to Zuko and put your arm around him. “Okay, okay, it’s not that funny.”

“Thank you!” Zuko turned away from you still pouting and the campfire you were around with the others went silent.

Until you spoke up, of course.

“Remember when all you wanted to do was capture the Avatar.” Everyone started laughing and Zuko’s face went as red as a tomato. It definitely didn't help that Aang, you know, the literal Avatar, was sitting right there.

Sure, Zuko was happy that the gaang took him in, but it was definitely a little embarrassing that he had once made it his whole life and every waking moment to capture him.

“I have to capture the Avatar and restore my honor.” You said in a mocking dramatic voice.

Sokka and Toph were completely out of breath laughing while Aang and Katara were trying not to laugh in respect of Zuko.

“Okay, y/n.” Zuko turned to you, his face flushing a dark crimson. “I'm serious. Stop.”

“Zuko,” you walked over to him and tucked his long hair behind his ear. “You know I'm just playing. Sure, capturing the Avatar was definitely number one on your list, but you were still just a kid.” You rubbed his arm and Zuko smiled at you.

Zuko didn't know if he could live without you or his uncle. You were both there for him through thick and thin since he was banished from the fire nation. Heck, you even decided to go back to the fire nation with him after that awful crisis in Ba Sing Se. No matter what, you were always there for him.

“Remember when we would train on the boat?” You smiled.

Everyone turned to the both of you, intrigued.

You just smiled and hugged Zuko’s arm. “You’ve always had the potential to be a great fire bender. Who cares if your sister was some prodigy since she was born? You've always put in the work, making you that much better.”

“Stop,” Zuko said with a bright red face, hugging you to him. “If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be as good as I am.”

“Oh, come on, Zuko! I'm not that good.”

“YES YOU ARE!” You laughed at Zuko’s sudden outburst.

“Yeah, y/n!” Aang butt in, beaming at you. “You’re not only one of the best fire benders I’ve ever met, but also the nicest. No offense Zuko.”

“None taken.”

“You guys are a riot.” You said with a joking eye roll, standing up to stretch your legs.

Zuko stood up with you and wrapped his arm around you, looking at the full moon.

“You know,” Aang said, standing up and walking over to the two of you. “If it wasn't for the both of you hating my guts for that period of time, I honestly don't think that I would have any firebending teacher.”

You and Zuko smiled at Aang, pulling him in for a little group hug. Aang smiled and ran back to the rest of the group and you turned to Zuko and pulled him into his own hug, kissing the crook of his neck. “I'm so proud of you.” You whispered and looked at his bright yellow eyes with small tears of your own.

“I'm proud of you too.” He leaned down to you and gave you a small, but loving kiss on the lips before the two of you cuddled in each other’s arms, watching the clouds cover the moon.

~~~~~

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oneatlatime · 8 months ago

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Sokka's Master

pleasebegoodpleasebegoodpleasebegoodpleasebegoodpleasebegood

Strange choice of master but we'll see where this goes.

The meteor shower animation is quite meditative. I wouldn't mind it as a screensaver.

How to describe something exceptional to your blind friend: "You've never not seen anything like this." It's amazing the quality put into even the tiniest of throwaway jokes.

Are meteor strikes flammable?

I love how whenever Sokka's disappointed he gets noodle arms. A surprisingly consistent characterisation.

Momo butt skate.

Iroh. The fuck?

ok. So he's playing a part for the guards. Why?

Pretty.

Funny to think about, but as a former WWE character, Toph's probably had more hero worship than the Avatar.

Lots to say about this! First, I stand corrected! i honestly thought that Sokka would be immune to this specific insecurity by virtue of him not being a bender. I was wrong! Second, I love how, as soon as Sokka expresses that he feels that he isn't as talented as the rest of them, the others respond by listing his actual, invaluable talents, without which the group would be completely at sea. They don't respond with "no you're perfect!" they respond with "no one can read a map like you can" and how he keeps their spirits up with jokes. They're not using false praise. They are using specific facts. I love that an episode that looks like it's going to deal with a character feeling down on themselves establishes from the get go that the character is invaluable, actually. So often, the 'low self esteem stock episode' puts the affirmation of the character's value at the end. Which means the viewer spends the whole episode being convinced that the character in question might actually be useless. Here, we're told from the start that the character is invaluable - the problem is that they do not perceive themselves to be so. Quite on the nose for a show that deals so much with identity.

OMIGOD IT GETS BETTER!!!!!!!!!!

Validating Katara sweeps in and a) validates his feelings, while b) clearly explaining that his self-perception is not in line with how the others see him, which c) doesn't invalidate a) !!!!

Katara has such emotional intelligence when she chooses to use it.

Nuanced intelligent discussion of the complexities of emotions and self-perception in a Sokka episode I am so happy I am blessed the gods are shining on me today I'm sitting here twirling my hair and swinging my feet and doodling hearts on the corner of my journal

SHOPPING!!!!!

btw that's the same face he makes when he says SUKI!!!

"Reinvigorate my battling" this boy. just. this boy.

He lasted a lot longer than I would have with nun chucks.

Aang the Happy Meal toy.

Some say that Halberd is still spinning today.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I present: the 45 degree Sokka.

Some Foley artist had the time of their life with this weapons sequence.

Why thank you for that exposition, Mr. Exposition. Now walk away and we'll never see you again.

Toph does NOT move ONCE this whole scene and it's ever so slightly freaking me out.

Toph tells you she learned from Badgermoles and no one wants to discuss this further?!? We're going to gloss over that?

So this episode has a training montage theme.

Sokka goes freestyle on those door knockers.

That's one hell of a castle. Must be dark in there though. Tiny windows.

Which explains the several hundred candles. This show. Set up with one hand; slam dunk with the other.

This guy's reciting Sokka's s1 introduction on Kyoshi Island.

Sokka: Actually. I am a dumb. The Master: Sold.

The face of someone who is definitely picking up what you're putting down.

It's been ages since I watched the episode, but is some of what the Master saying here about swords an echo of what Zuko says to the kid in Zuko Alone when he's decapitating sunflowers?

A Sokka-less Gaang. Depressing and they know it.

The way Katara's voice actor says "oh everyone's a critic" is gold.

Multidisciplinary education vs. kid who's never been within a mile of the box he's being told to think outside of. Fight!

Yikes that was a meaty hit. Does Sokka have a nose left?

They're wearing beehives on their heads.

Was Sokka always this short?

The greens in this episode are such a delight.

The way he says "I'm finished!" Sounds like "Am finished" and you can actually hear the smiley emoji he throws in.

He's good.

What do they FEED him?

Sokka's voice actor had a great time this episode. All the voice actors had a great time actually.

Sokka invents the La Z Boy

Katara inadvertently invents a fandom war by attempting a joke.

They're all so useless and it's wonderful.

That was all only one day? That's a lot of outfit changes for one day.

"You mess things up in a very special way." Compliment? Let's go with compliment.

Sokka is so very Sokka this episode.

A reason to live is coming!

*thundering herds of shippers in the distance*

That's clever. The inciting incident gets smelted. Haven't seen that before.

This whole Iroh gets buff montage has been completely dialogue free on Iroh's part. Crazy levels of inner peace, that he'd doesn't need to snark back at the guard.

Seriously. What are they FEEDING these children. Also how is that door that shiny.

Sokka really has it in for those door knockers.

Apropos of nothing, the clouds in this episode are all so yummy. All these soft slate colours and misty layers.

Meteoric iron is actually a thing, right?

Ok but aren't mold made swords crappy?

HI YUE

I love how they managed to made a crafting montage where the character who does the least work is the one who looks like he's working the hardest.

"I saw a heart as strong as my garden decor"

"No it certainly wasn't your skills. You had none."

Creativity, versatility, intelligence, meat, sarcasm.

You've known him like two days and you can already tell he's more worthy than any man you've ever trained? Sounds like you had poor taste in students.

"No. This is my fight. Alone." Bro you are going to DIE. The first time you held a sword was two days ago. You might need the avatar on this one.

Guard who never shuts up actually kind of has a point here. He's a dick about as usual, but it's entirely possible that the rank and file of the Fire Nation army view Iroh's actions as a betrayal. Does anyone remember in Star Wars movie number 7, or maybe 8, when that Trooper sees Finn after he's switched sides and yells "traitor!" and it's the best part of the movie? Yeah, like that.

This episode throws the concept of linear time out the window. In two days, Iroh gets swole and Sokka masters sword fighting.

Do you think Sokka's realised yet that this is his final exam?

Yummy yummy clouds.

One in a million pocket sand shot.

One in a million stick placement.

So this master is like a sword spirit or something. He can't be human. There's no way he could get the scabbard to fly on perfectly without seeing.

"Try Lee, There's a million Lees. There's a tea shop in Ba Sing Se that has a super cranky waiter called Lee."

This guy's just this side of committing treason and I love it.

I see this Master is a devotee of the 'Hakoda school of shoving outrageously over the top compliments into Sokka's thick skull in the hopes that 1% of them will stick.' I approve.

This last scene has gorgeous hills and skies but you'll have to take my word for it because I've hit the image limit.

Sokka's been inducted into the super secret boy band!!!

He saved space earth for Toph! He's so considerate! He's fuelling the ships!

Let's compromise and call it space dirt instead.

Final Thoughts

This episode every two minutes: Sokka, you are currently flawless and you're about to get better. Me: Yes. Yep. Yeah. Seconded. I concur.

I like it! It's great! It's 24 minutes of the writers and characters fangirling over Sokka! Of course I like it! It made me criminally overuse exclamation marks! What else can I say?

Hands down my favourite episode is Bato of the Water Tribe. For Sokka's story, this episode is Bato of the Water Tribe part 2. Of course I'm going to love it. This episode was lab grown specifically for me.

Now let's see if I can say something about this episode that isn't poorly disguised squealing.

I love how the characters respond to Sokka saying he's not special with an evidence-based refutation rather than blanket reassurance.

I love how shopping cheers up Sokka. I love how Katara knows that shopping will cheer him up. This must be something she's learned since the show started. I don't think there were malls in the South Pole. So Katara was paying attention when Sokka and Momo went through the bag saga.

I love how much the master is baffled yet impressed by Sokka. He seems almost charmed by this breath of fresh air. I think it's hilarious that, when Sokka first approaches him, he's expecting early season 1 Sokka. He'd better send Suki a thank you card.

I also really like "The way of the sword doesn't belong to any one nation." It seems obvious to us, but in a world where there are weaponisable skills that are quite literally inseparable from the nations their wielders inhabit, it's probably something no one in the Gaang has ever heard before.

Obviously the episode is a little rushed - half hour kid's show and all that - but it's still pretty crazy that you can apparently impart a solid basic knowledge of swordplay in two days.

Toph going all tsundere is funny, and makes Aang and Katara unapologetically desperate for Sokka's company twice as funny as it already is. Toph's like "whatever" and the other two spent the day making a welcome home banner.

I love how Sokka's happiness is always so loud and shameless. It makes it contagious.

This episode highlights what Sokka's actual strengths are, by instructing him in what he thinks his strengths are. If that makes sense? Sokka is brain, which he's finally starting to realise by attending brawn lessons.

He's also heart, and I'll die on that hill.

Iroh getting swole was honestly just a thing that happened. No comment really, except it was interesting to have a reminder from the guard that a character we perceive as the good guy is currently perceived as the bad guy by everyone but us. When the Fire Nation does inevitably get defeated, a whole nation is going to have to reset their worldview and that will not be an easy process.

More like this please!

#atla #avatar: the last airbender #avatar the last airbender #sokka's master

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genderfluid-info-blog · 6 months ago

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What are some animals you associate with genderfluidness?

Omg this is such a fun question thank you for asking! I compiled a list (because I love making lists lol):

Snails. Most snails are both biologically male and female at the same time, the vibes just scream genderfluidity to me.

Platypuses. Literally everything about them is so funky and weird, do you really think they'd have a conventional gender? ✨️no✨️, genderfluid (also they're one of my favorite animals, so they're automatically genderfluid by association)

Leaf sheep. They're just like snails gender-wise, they can photosynthesize (and are the only non-plant creatures that are able to do so, which is incredibly cool imo), they're adorable and most definitely genderfluid. (i love them)

Clownfish. They are literally genderfluid! All clownfish are born male, and they live in small groups. When the female (who is the leader of the group) dies, the dominant male changes sex and becomes the female leader (which is irreversible). Quite literally a gender-bender genderfluid icon!!

Sea turtles. The sex of sea turtles is temperature-dependent while they're developing in the egg. On warmer beaches, more females hatch, while on colder beaches, there are more male hatchlings.

🩷🤍💜🖤💙

#asks #positivity #genderfluid memes #genderfluid #nonbinary #transgender #lgbtq #lgbtq+#lgbtqia #lgbtqia+

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xf-cases-solved · 4 months ago

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S1E14: Gender Bender

Case: In what is arguably one of the most "why did you write this??" plots so far, our dynamic duo (per Mulder's request, I might add) investigate the deaths of five victims who appear to have, like... been fucked to death? Or something?

Actually I have to interrupt my own summary here, bc I just looked up the Wikipedia page (yes, bc I was trying to remember the state, shut up), and Glen Morgan is apparently quoted as saying he wanted "an episode with more of a sexy edge." How that ended up being this particular episode, I cannot say. That is an X-File in and of itself.

But I digress. People are dying of mb really high levels of pheromones caused by super mind-blowing sex. Sure. Also no one is sure if this killer is male or female. (They somehow manage to not even entertain the idea that any of the victims might have been gay, which I thought was an impressive feat of elephant avoidance.)

ANYWAY. Their investigation leads them to Massachusetts, where a bunch of sci-fi not-Amish people are chilling out doing not-Amish people things. Stuff kind of just snowballs from there. Mulder jumps down into the not-Amish people's ritual cellar with no backup and then proceeds to reprimand Scully for being reckless; Scully (for the first, but unfortunately not last time) almost bangs someone bc she is being manipulated due to some supernatural phenomenon; I laugh A LOT alone in my work office bc I had forgotten the stupid twist ending; and Nicholas Lea is a starving artist who has to take the roles he's offered if he ever wants to be bumped up to recurring character status. Sigh. Hustling the club scene used to be so simple...

Does someone die in the cold open: Yes. He is fucked to death. Or something.

Does Mulder present a slideshow: Yes! Of dead people! Who were fucked to death! Or something!

Does the evidence survive the investigation: The evidence doesn't even stay on this planet.

Whodunit: A horny alien cosplaying as a gender fluid Amish person. No, seriously.

Convictions: Zip.

Did they solve it: No. This is my very first explicit no with no qualifiers. They 1. did not figure out the cause of death definitively, 2. did not apprehend the suspect, 3. lost literally all of their evidence, and 4. the government wasn't even hiding anything this time, they just got outsmarted by some horny aliens and were left with nothing. In fact, I bet they actually know less now than when they started. Failure from top to bottom, guys, good work.

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General Total Stats:

(green means stat has changed since last ep; red means new stat added to list)

Total Cases *Definitively* Solved So Far: 6 (streak ended. brutally)

Total Number of "Mulder/Scully, it's me" phone calls: 1

Total Number of Times Scully Has Conveniently Not Seen Something Crucial: 4

Total Number of Times Mulder Has Been in Mortal Danger: 5

Total Number of Times Scully Has Been in Mortal Danger: 4 (upped it another half point, bc i don't thiiiink the guy coercing her intended to put her life in danger. he just ("just") wanted to sexually assault her, but also apparently fucking those guys kills you, so. another toss up)

Total Number of Sexually Charged, Uncomfortably intimate, and/or Flirty Moments Between Friendly Coworkers: 8 (for an episode that was meant to have a "sexy edge," it was deeply unhorny all around, even between our good good coworkers. they should have brought back that horny fire expert from episode 12 to bring up the heat, pun not intended)

Total Number of Autopsies Scully Has Performed On Screen: 1

Total Number of Times Scully Plays Doctor: 1

Total Number of Times Mulder Talks to an Informant: 5

Total Number of Times People Making Out in a Car Are Hurt or Killed: 2 (when i made that stat, part of me was like "mb i am misremembering how often that happens, and it won't even come up that much," and then it happened in the very next episode)

Total Number of Nosebleeds: 4

Total Number of Times Mulder Has Tasted/Sniffed/Touched Something Questionable Without Following Proper Safety Procedures: 2 (don't touch and sniff the weird alien goo wall??? i know for a FACT you keep rubber gloves in your pocket)

Total Number of Times Someone Says "Trust No One": 1

Total Number of Times Someone Says "I Want to Believe": 2

Total Number of Cigarettes Cigarette Smoking Man Has Smoked: 2

Total Number of Maggie Scully Sightings: 1

Total Number of Alex Krycek Sightings: still 0, but like, uh... definitely the closest we've come so far

Total Number of Times I Had to Look Up What State the Episode Takes Place in Even Though I Literally Just Watched It: 4 ½ (yeah i couldn't even pretend that i paid attention)

Total Number of Times I Had to Look at an Episode's Wikipedia Page to Fill This Out Because It Was Fucking Confusing and/or Too Boring for Me to Pay Attention: 2 (i didn't need to, but i did read the wikipedia page anyway just out of pure curiosity, bc why did they write that episode? i mean like, i was entertained, which ig makes it a win, but also just... why?)

#txf cases solved #s1e14: gender bender #msr #txf #the x-files

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hey sun! sorry to bother you, but I'm currently doing a commission for a guy who wants a portrait made in the disco elusium style and I've never drawn in that style before ^^;

any tips, especially how to color?

not a bother at all! and while i'm not an expert on the disco elysium art style since i don't think i've done enough studies on it to say that i'm confident on saying what to do, i'll try my best to list out the things i've noticed while mimicking the art style. i'll split this into two parts, the composition of a portrait and the rendering and technical stuff behind it

i'll keep it under read more bc some of these portraits i'll be talking about are spoilers! whoops!

COMPOSITION

there's like, an unbelievable amount of variety when it comes to the portraits of disco elysium! personally, when i'm trying to mimic the art style, i try and look at the portraits in the game and see which of these characters are the most similar personality-wise to the character i'm trying to draw, and then i reference

1. PERSONALITY AND GROUNDEDNESS

let's compare the portraits of these two characters, ok? we have sylvie and idiot doom spiral. right off the bat, TOTALLY DIFFERENT VIBES, and that's good because we can instantly tell what kind of people these characters are supposed to be! and that's something disco elysium is excellent at.

sylvie's portrait is very simple; a very limited palette is used and the rendering on her is rather exact even with the rough-esque rendering that disco elysium's art uses. idiot doom spiral's portrait, on the other hand, is a lot more chaotic. there's more disorder to his portrait with how the paint strokes in the background seem to mix in with his face, there's a disheveled quality to how he's rendered.

ask yourself, how grounded is this character you're drawing? on a scale of sylvie to idiot doom spiral, how normal does their portrait look?

now, i'm not done with this klavier but i think it's pretty obvious that i heavily referenced smoker on the balcony's portrait because they have very similar vibes and role: pretty boy npc who your protagonist may or may not be a little infatuated with pftt (there's just something so different about them! i can't put my finger on it...)

2. WHAT DO THEY STAND FOR/THE ABSTRACT

ok! besides personality, they also have a knack for just doing some gorgeous portraits that truly reflect just, the history of a character and their role in the story. now i'm not the best at analysis so these are just gonna be some very simple observations about kim and dolores dei's portraits pftt.

the big white circle behind kim's face, besides doing an excellent job of framing kim, is very reminiscent of a nimbus which we typically see in religious art. it makes kim look like a very important figure, someone you should listen to. it's also kind of like a nod to how kim is like the few people who's like, civil and even nice to harry after his whole mind-breaking bender.

for dolores dei, GODDD i can rave about this portrait forever, it's such a favorite of mine. first, the rendering of her skin, she's like an opal or a golden statue; it's otherworldly, which makes sense because that's what harry thinks of her. and then, the splotchier and messier rendering below her, it's like she's fading away, she's just a distant memory of the past.

i'll use this very quick doodle of apollo in the de style to explain my point about symbols better. what is it that you want to emphasize about your character? are there any motifs you'd like to show?

i definitely wanted to portray apollo as determined and even heroic-looking in this portrait. leaning into his name, added that rim-lighting as if the sun was shining on him. emphasized his badge by giving it this exaggerated shine on it and lastly, made the background like the one he has when he perceives.

3. LOCATION

for backgrounds, i feel like you can go either three ways: abstract colors, political alignment, and location.

(i'm not happy that i have to use gary as an example here but he's the most blatant example of the second type of background AKSKSKS orz)

ok! so harry's bg, pretty funky, pretty fun. gary's bg, he's a fascist, that's the fascist flag in de. moving along trant's bg looks like a very abstract version of the wall in the building he's seen gazing at, heck, the way he's head is turned to you looks like you just called out his name and he quickly turned around to look at you but he is still very much facing the building.

more examples of those three things! garte: colors. titus: that red block is present on all union members. dicemaker: facing the window in the darkness of her workshop.

RENDERING

de has fairly very realistic looking faces, so brush up on your knowledge of the anatomy of a face or collect many faces/portraits that look the character you're trying to draw and reference the SHIT out of them!

1. BRUSHSTROKES

you're gonna be needing some brushes that have a texture to them ok. you're gonna need to slap those bad boys in that digital canvas and go wild ok. you can still do lineart kind of not everything is like rendered RENDERED bc some portraits make heavy use of smoother-looking black strokes to indicate lineart. ok i love you

2. PALETTES

think back to personality and symbolism, what colors are strongly associated with your character, and how grounded are they. the more normal they are the more minimal colors are used but if there's something going on with them you can go so so so wild

and also, you can eyedrop tool the colors from any of the de portraits, makes life easier pftt

3. HOW TO RENDER? HELP?

i'll go ahead and put my drawing of butch!kim here bc i basically just did a study of kim's portrait pftt. the art style is very painterly so i'm so sorry to say that you're gonna have to paint 😔 i know... i'm so sorry...

so block your colors! block your shadows and chip away on that thang, give it dimension! don't zoom in on your canvas in the earlier stages bc you'll end up fixating on one tiny part instead of the whole painting itself, and that's gonna make the duration of your drawing so much longer lol

ok i've been writing this for way too long and i can't think anything more to add so if there's anything else you want to know that i didn't mention here, feel free to ask me again. now good luck 🫡

#again not a bother at all i'm just terrible at answering asks quickly FDGHJD orz #sunnysidetutorials #sunnysideanswers #marchmay-may #described #id in alt text

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cybrsan · 1 year ago

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Treasure — J.WY [Pt.3]

SUMMARY: Your journey officially begins, and you try to find your place in the group.

PAIRING: Waterbender Jung Wooyoung x Non-Bender F!Reader

RATING/GENRE: M ; angst, fluff, eventual smut ; ATLA au, enemies to lovers

WORD COUNT: 2.1k

A/N: Happy birthday Wooyoung ♡

LINKS: Ode To ATEEZ Masterlist | Together in Harmony Masterlist | Cross-posted on AO3 and Wattpad

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The next morning, you watch from a distance as the group of benders prepares for the journey ahead. They have laid out all of their supplies on one of the inn’s large dining tables to make it easier to take stock. Despite the discord you sensed last night, they seem to work together well. Hongjoong and Seonghwa take the lead, as you have come to expect, with the waterbender handing out lists and overseeing all the packing and the firebender heading into town for some last-minute errand. Even the rowdier members of the bunch seem to know their roles; Mingi and Yunho diligently organize the rations, murmuring to each other, while San and Wooyoung pack camping gear and clothes, respectively.

Almost everyone greeted you warmly this morning, much to your surprise. You had tossed and turned last night as you wondered what to expect from them. You haven’t traveled in a group in ages, let alone in a group full of complete strangers. Considering your introduction hadn’t gone smoothly, to say the least, you didn’t think you’d be readily accepted into the fold. But, as soon as you came downstairs, Yunho smiled and waved you over to join them for breakfast. San slid a plate towards you, bearing a piece of bread topped with butter and jam and some fruit, while Jongho gave you a mug filled with piping hot coffee. If it wasn’t for a certain firebender completely ignoring your existence and a waterbender shooting daggers at you with his eyes, it would have almost been perfect.

Hongjoong’s hostility you can understand—he is obviously the leader in some capacity, and he doesn’t trust you. Wooyoung, however, seems to have some irrational vendetta against you. You can’t think of anything you could have done to offend him other than accidentally bumping into him outside Nadira’s tent. Though, since San hinted that this behavior is unlike him, surely he wouldn’t hold a grudge for such a minor offense. It’s not that you want him to like you, per se, but you can’t stand the idea of someone disliking you when you have done nothing to deserve it.

You must have been staring at him without realizing it, because he gives you the nastiest look before turning back to San and mumbling something. Anger snaps within you like a line pulled taut, and just as you’re about to confront him, Hongjoong rejoins the group. You huff, stopping in your tracks and heading towards Yeosang instead. At least he isn’t bothered by your presence; Wooyoung and his bad attitude can be dealt with later.

Seeing you approach, the long-haired airbender looks up at you from his place on the bench, smiling softly. He pats the spot next to him, and you acquiesce, taking a seat. As Hongjoong converses quietly with Seonghwa, you take the opportunity to prod Yeosang for some information.

“Would you say you and Wooyoung are pretty close?”

He nods. “I’ve actually known him the longest out of everyone here.”

“Oh, good. Then surely he’s told you why he doesn’t like me?”

Yeosang turns to look at you, eyes widening slightly. “He doesn’t like you?”

You’re stunned into silence for a moment. Has he really not noticed? Even if he didn’t pick up on all the dirty looks and bad energy Wooyoung has been sending your way, surely he remembers the conversation from last night. Regaining your composure, you continue, “It sure seems that way. He was definitely very vocal about not wanting me here.”

“Oh, that,” Yeosang purses his lips, thinking. “I don’t think he dislikes you. I think he’s scared of something.”

“Scared? Of me?”

“I’m not sure,” he shrugs. “He hasn’t mentioned anything to me. But I know that he isn’t the type of person to really dislike anyone. Even when someone hurts him, he often blames himself and not the other person.” He pauses and then adds, “You should talk to him about it.”

You laugh in disbelief. “Yeah, I don’t see that conversation going well.”

“He can be stubborn, but he’s really a good person. It’s worth a try.”

You find your gaze slipping to Wooyoung again, noticing how easily he laughs and smiles around San and the others. Everyone circles around him as if he’s the sun, and they’re the planets stuck in his gravitational pull. Even Hongjoong’s lips occasionally quirk up at the corners in a half-smile as he watches him, despite whatever bad blood the two of them seem to have.

Your gaze softens. “Maybe I will.”

Yeosang seems satisfied with that, and the two of you fall into a comfortable silence. Not long after, Hongjoong claps his hands, capturing everyone’s attention.

“All right,” he says. “It looks like we have everything we need. Let’s head out.”

Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you fall into line behind the others, lingering near the back of the group. You’re unsure of where you can make yourself fit into their dynamic or if you should even try at all. Your people skills are a bit rusty, at least when you aren’t actively trying to get information out of someone. You would have maybe stayed with Yeosang if he didn’t join up with Wooyoung and San.

Luckily, you don’t have to ponder this for long. Yunho, having noticed you’ve fallen behind, slows his stride so that he can match your pace. He smiles at you warmly, and his joviality is so infectious that you find yourself smiling back before you can even think about it.

“So,” he starts, “Have you been on your own all this time?”

“Mm, in the desert, you mean?” He nods. “Yeah, I came out here on my own.”

“Wow, that takes a lot of guts. I honestly don’t know how you did it. We had some pretty close calls, even with the eight of us.”

“I’m resourceful. Plus, I may not be a bender, but I’m good with weapons.” You pat the belt at your hip, where your bolas and kunai are securely fastened.

“You aren’t a bender?” Mingi, who must have overheard some of the conversation, joins in. “That’s even more impressive.”

Normally, you might take offense at the insinuation that a non-bender isn’t as capable as a bender, but by the way his face lights up, you can tell that he doesn’t mean any harm. Instead, you choose to take the compliment for what it is.

You continue to make small talk with the two of them, and some of the others join in here and there. Before long, you find yourself laughing and joking with them; they’re easy to get along with, despite the fact that your first impressions of each other were strained. Jongho has a surprising sense of humor, and San and Seonghwa bicker like brothers. The desert sun is as harsh as ever, but you find the heat a bit more bearable with some company.

As you have come to expect, Hongjoong and Wooyoung are the only two that don’t interact with you. But, to be fair, Hongjoong doesn’t seem to really interact with anyone. It’s almost as if the second you stepped out of the town and into the desert, something within him changed. Seonghwa never strays far from him, and you can tell that Hongjoong’s behavior makes him—and some of the others—nervous. It’s strange; you can tell Hongjoong deeply cares for the others and feels protective of them, but at the same time, he seems so cold-hearted. The look in his eyes is almost reminiscent of the very person you’re on the run from. It makes you inclined to avoid him as much as possible.

Wooyoung keeps looking in your direction, seemingly bothered by the fact that you’re getting along so well with everyone else. It irritates you to no end; he could easily join in on the conversation if he wanted to. Instead, he chooses to give you the stink eye and silent treatment. Yeosang has been keeping him company but, seeing your gaze, gives you a subtle nod before walking over to Jongho. You take the hint—he wants you to talk to Wooyoung. You excuse yourself from your conversation with the other boys, though you doubt they will even realize you’re gone with how excitedly they talk amongst themselves.

“Hey,” you say, jogging over to Wooyoung. “Can we talk?” He looks at you out of the corner of his eye but says nothing, lips forming a tight line. “Oh, come on. Don’t be so immature.”

A long moment passes before he finally responds. “I have nothing to say to you.”

“If that’s the case, why do you keep looking at me every five minutes?”

He scoffs. “Bold of you to assume it was you I was looking at.”

“Oh, right, sorry. Was it Yunho you were glaring daggers at, then?”

“...No.”

“Exactly. Let’s just cut to the chase, okay? I don’t understand what I could have possibly done to make you hate me so much, and I deserve an explanation for your attitude toward me.”

“I don’t—" He cuts himself off with a sigh. “Listen, let’s not do this.”

“Why not? What’s your problem?”

“You’re my problem.” He spits out the words with so much force it almost startles you. Then, calming himself, he adds, “You shouldn’t be here.”

“But why do you feel that way?”

“Nal’ich, are you always this annoying?”

You don’t recognize the exclamation he uses, but you don’t need to understand his Tribe’s language to be able to tell you’re getting under his skin. If you were smart, you would stop bothering him about this and just leave him alone. But while you are smart, you’re also stubborn.

“Only when I try to be,” you goad, smiling at him in an oh-aren’t-I-such-an-angel sort of way.

His jaw ticks. “You’re not gonna get the answers you want from me, so just do us both a favor and leave me alone.”

“Oh, I’ll figure this out one way or another, just you—”

“Careful!”

Before you even know what’s happening, Wooyoung is grabbing you and pulling you close. You stare at him in shock, face only a hair’s breadth from his. At this distance, you can make out moles on his face that you never noticed before—one under his eye and another on his lip.

He pushes you away and clears his throat. “You were walking right towards a sand serpent, idiot. Pay attention to your surroundings.”

“So, you hate me, but not enough to let me die. Noted.”

“I don’t want anyone to die, preferably.”

“Whatever,” you shrug, now walking with a bit of a skip in your step. “I still consider this a win.”

“A win? What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’m one step closer to figuring you out.”

He rolls his eyes. “You’re insufferable.”

“So are you.”

With a huff, he stomps off toward Yeosang who has a small frown on his face from observing your conversation; you can only assume he’s not happy with how it went. You shrug at him—you tried, like he asked and, like you suspected, it didn’t go well. However, despite not getting much information from Wooyoung, you’d be lying if you said his obstinacy in the face of your questions didn’t make you even more determined to figure out why he dislikes you.

You reach into your bag, fingers itching to have the map in your hands once again. It’s a habit you have developed over the span of your long journey. After everything you went through to get it, you need to know it’s safe and on your person. You take it out and unscroll it as you walk to glance at it, though you’re sure that you have it memorized by now.

Seonghwa notices and asks, “Are we still headed in the right direction?”

“As long as we’re still headed southeast, we should be.”

“We are,” Hongjoong affirms, glancing up from the compass in his hand. You almost jump, having not even known he was paying attention. “Though it looks like a storm is about to roll through.”

Glancing at the sky, you can tell that he’s right. Dark clouds are rolling in from the west and the wind has begun to pick up, rustling your robes and sending sand flying. You feel a granule hit your cheek, and you hiss in pain. If this turns into a full-on sandstorm, it could get dangerous fast.

Yunho frowns. “Yeah, I can feel it in the air.”

“Let’s stop, then,” Seonghwa says. “We’ll set up camp and pack it in for the night.”

Mingi points to an area of land in the distance. “There are some rocks over there. I can probably set them up around us in a way that can protect us from the brunt of the sand.”

Though Hongjoong doesn’t look happy to be stopping, he also doesn’t argue, logic winning out over desire. “Good idea, Mingi. Let’s go.”

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