this is the last thing he technically said to her

Unexpected (Part 5)

All of Yoongi’s efforts to swallow his emotions and deal with everything alone start to fall apart.

Warning: angst, smut, domination, submission, dirty talk, oral, fellatio, intercourse and lots of Yoongi being a general ass-hat.  Also, twice as long as the previous sections.
Parts: 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8 (final)  8.5 (bonus) 

“Get up already!” Jin shook Yoongi, trying to wake him. “You’ve already slept through breakfast and we need to get going to the studio.  It’s dance practice time.  You’re holding everyone up!”

Yoongi groaned as he labored to get himself out of bed.  He held his head in an attempt to keep his brain from busting through his skull.  He couldn’t remember a time when he was more hungover than right now.  The thought of spending a full day in the studio learning new choreography filled Yoongi with dread.  He was sure this day would not end well.

Jin looked at Yoongi disapprovingly.  “I don’t know what you were thinking getting so drunk last night.  Just hurry up!  Also, take a shower, you smell like shit.”

Yoongi took a quick shower, got dressed and staggered into the van with the rest of the guys to go to the studio.  Yoongi closed his eyes and leaned against the door, he could feel water dripping down his face from his still wet hair but didn’t have the energy to wipe it away.  Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung were sitting in the back seat of the van talking about some movie they watched on tv last night and were quoting lines and laughing about funny scenes.  Hearing them enjoy themselves annoyed Yoongi to no end; he quietly wished that the van door would open up so he could fall into the street to be run over by a passing car.  He was pretty sure death would be more pleasurable than dance practice with these idiots.

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Secret Love Song - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 5)

Part 4

“Do you want to tell me what the hell happened to you last night?” Your friend demanded as you walked through the supermarket. 

“I texted you and told you I left,” you said grabbing some broccoli. 

“I know, but you just like disappeared and left your jacket and your unpaid tab,” she said. “So, what the hell happened? Did you freak out?” She asked. 

Technically, yes, but you didn’t want to tell her that. 

“No, I just, remember the guy I was seeing,” you said. “He was there and we talked about things and then we left together.”

“Well, why didn’t you just say that! I’m perfectly okay with the fact that you left me, knowing that you went and got you some!” she smirked. 

You blushed. “We didn’t, we haven’t exactly…” you whispered. 

“Really? It’s been what like a few weeks already right?” she asked. 

“Yeah, but I mean, we’ve been getting to know each other,” you said. “Which is what you do when you first start seeing someone besides we’re not even official yet.” 

“That makes sense,” she nodded. “So, what’s all this for anyway?” she said pointing to your cart full of food. 

“He’s uh, he’s coming to my house tonight and I’m cooking dinner,” you said. 

“Oooh, are you planning a little something special?” she smirked. 

“Oh god, no,” you laughed. “Will you stop with the sex interrogation? We haven’t even talked about going that far yet.” 

“But have you thought about it?” She asked. 

“Of course I have, I’m human aren’t I?” You said. “It’s just, you know how I am. I have to really like and care about someone before I feel comfortable to go that far.” 

“I know, remember when we tried to take you out for a one night stand after your last breakup? That was bad,” she laughed. 

“Well, it also didn’t help that the guy you happened to point out was the current boyfriend of the girl that my ex cheated on me with, and that’s how he found out about her cheating on him,” you laughed. 

“That’s true,” she laughed. “Anyway, am I ever going to meet or at least know the name of this mystery boy toy?” 

You laughed. “You will at some point, I promise, but it’s still really new.” 

“You’ve always told me when you’ve been dating someone, so what’s different with this one?” she asked. 

“it’s complicated,” you sighed. 

“Y/N! You’re not the other woman are you?” She gasped. 

“What? No, no, of course not. He’s not married or in a relationship at all,” you said. “It’s just complicated…” 

“Does it not want to be seen with you?” She asked. 

“It’s sort of the opposite,” you said. “I can’t be seen with him because of… work,” you said. 

“Wait, is it someone from work?” She gasped. “Like a coworker?” 

“No…” you said. 


“Oh my god, will you lower your voice,” you hissed looking around at everyone staring. 

“Sorry, it’s just a lot to take in,” she said. “Wait a minute… if it’s someone you met at work and you can’t really be seen with them…and you saw him at the club the other night… HOLY FUCKING SHIT ITS HARRY STYLES ISN’T IT?” she shouted. 

You groaned. “Sorry, she’s a bit uh… drunk,” you said to an old lady staring. 

Once everyone was away, you sighed looking at her. “Yes, okay, I’ve been seeing him,” you said. 

“Oh my god! How did you keep this information from me for so long?” she gasped. 

“Because I had to,” you sighed. “And you can’t tell anyone.” 

“Scouts honor!” she said. “I can’t believe this. This is so cool!” 

You laughed. “Come on, I’ve got everything I need.” 

“I bet you do,” she smirked. 


Later that night, you were getting everything ready for the dinner. Harry would be over soon and you were just finishing everything up. You had music playing in the background as you cooked. You were nervous about tonight, especially after your conversation with your friend from earlier. 

If you were being honest with yourself, you were definitely ready to take that step with him, but you wanted to wait until you knew where this was going to go. 

The doorbell rang and you knew it was Harry. You quickly washed your hands and headed over to the door. 

“Hey,” he smiled holding a bottle of wine in his hands. 

“Hey, come on in, everything is almost ready,” you smiled. 

Harry walked in and you shut the door. He gave you a quick kiss before following you into the kitchen. 

“Need any help?” He asked. 

“You can pour the wine,” you smiled. 

“Sounds good,” he smiled going over to your cabinet and getting two wine glasses. 

“How was your day?” You asked. 

“It was okay, I had a few radio interviews,” he said. 

“Oh, how did those go?” You asked. 

“Pretty good,” he smiled. “How about you? Did you go back to work today?” 

“No, I’ve been working from home,” you sighed. “I know it seems childish, but Madison just… she irks me the wrong way and I’m just afraid that she’s going to say something and I’m gonna punch her or something.”

“Now, baby, violence is never the answer,” he laughed wrapping his arms around you. “But I do think you should go back to work because the longer you’re gone, the more it looks like she won.” 

“You’re probably right,” you sighed. 

“I am right,” he smirked. 

You rolled your eyes. “Well, Mr. Right, why don’t you go set the table and I’ll bring the food in,” you laughed. 

“So, you admit I’m your Mr. Right?” he smirked. 

“I never said that,” you laughed. 

“Oh, I think you did,” he said walking over to the table. 

You laughed shaking your head. You put everything on the table and sit down. You both start eating quickly and Harry looks over at you. 

“I’m going to Paris in a few days,” he said. “I have an appearance there on a show and I was sort of wondering if you’d want to go with me?” 

“Oh, wow, I’d love to go, but would that be the best idea for us?” You asked. “I mean, how would I go with you and not be seen?”

“I guess I didn’t think about that,” he sighed. “But I mean are we supposed to hide out forever?” 

“No,” you sighed. 

“Then come with me,” he said. “It’s going to be a big appearance for me and I want my girlfriend to be there with me, plus we’ll have some time to spend in Paris and I’d love to have you there with me.” 

You stopped eating and looked up at him. “Girlfriend?” 

Harry blushed and took a sip of his wine. “I uh… well… I mean… Aren’t you?” 

“I guess, but I didn’t know we were…at that step yet…” you blushed. 

“Well, that’s sort of my fault,” he coughed. “I never did really ask you.” 

“No, you didn’t,” you laughed. “But I would say yes if you did.” 

He smiled taking your hand. “Y/N, will you be my girlfriend and come with me to Paris?” he asked. 

“Yeah, I will,” you smiled. 

He leaned into kiss you before pulling you out of your chair and into his lap. You laughed wrapping your arms around his neck and looking down at him. 

“I really like you,” he whispered. 

“And I really like you,” you whispered. 

Harry leaned into kiss you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You deepen the kiss and tightened his grip on you. You pull back a bit and turn so that you’re straddling him. He then gets up from the chair to carry you over to the couch. You both practically fall onto the couch and start laughing. 

“Oops,” he laughed. “I tripped.” 

“Way to go,” you laughed. “Now, come here.” 

He smirked and kissed you again. It didn’t take long before you found yourself unbuttoning the rest of shirt. He leaned up a bit from the couch as he helped you take off his shirt and throw it. His hands were making their way up your thighs and sides before pulling you closer to him. He pulled away from your lips and started kissing down your neck. You closed your eyes as you tilted your head to the side. 

You felt his hands at the hem of your shirt and touching the skin underneath. You pulled back from the kiss and took it off. Harry smiled and leaned up to kiss you on the lips. You put your hands on the side of his face as you smiled into the kiss. 

A half an hour later, Harry pulled away from your neck. “W-We should probably stop,” he whispered. 

“Why?” You said kissing his neck. 

“Because…as I’m sure you can tell, I’m developing a bit of a problem,” he said. 

“Oh, right,” you blushed. “But uh… we don’t have to stop,” you whispered. 

“What? I mean, are you sure? We don’t have to do anything,” he said. 

“I know, but I want to unless you don’t,” you said. 

“It’s not that I don’t because I do, trust me I do, I just don’t want you to feel like pressured or anything,” he said. “I don’t want to rush things with you,” 

“Okay, I’m confused,” you said getting off his lap and sitting next to him on the couch. 

He tried his best to rearrange himself once you got off of him. “So, you want to have sex with me, but you’re not going to?” You asked. 

He sighed grabbing a pillow and looking over at you. “Not tonight,” he said. “I want our first time together to be a bit more romantic than this,” he said pointing to the couch. 

“We can go to my bedroom, I wasn’t exactly insinuating that we do it here,” you laughed. 

“I know, but I still want it to be more romantic,” he blushed. “And I want to know that we’re both ready for this. I don’t want us to just give in to the moment and then one of us regret it the next morning.” 

“If you’re worried about me regretting it, I wouldn’t,” you said. 

“I’m glad that you wouldn’t, but still,” he smiled taking your hand. “I would feel better if it happened a different night. I hope you’re mad…” 

“Why would I be mad?” You laughed. “It’s okay, really. I understand and I see where you’re coming from and I agree. We hadn’t really talked about it and you’re right, I think we’d both feel better about taking that step when we both are on the same page.” 

He smiled. “But I promise you, it will happen soon.” 

“Looking forward to it,” you smirked. 


The next morning you decided that you were going to work. You got up, dressed, and headed out the door. You weren’t exactly gung-ho on going to work, but Harry was right, the longer you avoided Madison, the more she could gloat that she won. 

When you arrived at the office, Madison wasn’t there yet, and you couldn’t be happier. You went into your office and started finishing up some things that you had been working on at home. 

A few hours later, there was a knock on the door. You opened it and it was a delivery guy holding flowers. 

“Are you Y/N?” he asked. 

“I am,” you nodded. 

“These are for you,” he smiled. 

“Oh, thank you,” you said taking them from him. It was a huge bouquet of red and pink roses. You found a card and opened it.

“I figured you might need something to brighten your first day back at the office. Meet me for lunch at noon?” - H. 

You smiled widely and put the vase on your desk. You grabbed your phone and texted him that you would meet him, but only at a cafe a few blocks away from the office. 

“What’s this?” A voice said standing in your doorway. 

You turned around and saw Madison standing there. “Well, I’m not exactly sure, but I think they’re roses,” you rolled your eyes. 

“Duh, Y/N. I meant why did you buy yourself roses,” she said. 

“I didn’t buy myself roses, they were sent to me,” you said. 

“But who?” She scoffs. 

“None of your business,” you said. 

“No need to get defensive, Y/N,” she said. “Anyway, glad to see you back at work.” 

“Thanks,” you mumbled before going back to work. 

When it came time to leave for lunch, you left your office and got in your car. You drove to the restaurant that you were meeting Harry at and walked inside. Harry was already there and sitting at a back table that was pretty private. 

He hugged you tightly when you got there before giving you a quick kiss and you two sat down at the table. Before you could even say anything to him, someone walked up to the table. You figured it was the waiter, but you quickly found out that it wasn’t. 

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Madison smirked crossing her arms as she looked at you and Harry. 

Let Go // Dolan Twins

Summary: After years of being together Ethan puts together something incredibly beautiful and luckily making a video for Gray to react to. Now you get to start the rest of your lives together with Gray tagging on also because what’s Ethan without his twin? They’re a package deal no matter which one you’re engaged to.

Characters: Ethan Dolan x Reader, Grayson Dolan, Lisa Dolan, Sean Dolan and Cameron Dolan

Words: 5043

Disclaimer: I do not own YouTube, images or songs used in this. Song is ‘You Can Let Go’ by Crystal Shawanda.

Warnings: Possible swearing, major fluff, mention of hearattack and sad Grayson  

Author: Caitsy

Tagged: At the bottom

A/N: Sorry for not posting! It’s been hectic with uni ending next month and I’ve been writing this for so long. We’ve posted but it’s not showing up in the tags sadly.

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Originally posted by bosayasayangenc

If you were a little girl and you were asked the question of who you would marry you would have answered differently from now because you weren’t a child anymore wishing for things that can’t happen. You were nineteen years old and your boyfriend Ethan had switched your promise ring with an engagement ring with a small vintage theme. You weren’t going to wait until you were twenty-eight to plan a wedding because you were just as in love as you would be ten years from now.

Ethan hadn’t taken you out to a fancy restaurant where you would have to act like someone else because your laughs were too loud. He didn’t hide the ring in the food despite the obvious problem of choking on it by accident. He didn’t make you do a scavenger hunt either because you guys weren’t basic and fought against the stereotypical clichés. He had done something unique and very him instead with no help because he wanted it to be special. You had accompanied him to his childhood home for his older sister Cameron’s birthday. It was both a surprise to you and everyone else because only him and your Dad knew about it.

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Meet The Parents - (Young)Remus Lupin Imagine

A/N: hello dearies! I got another request and I must say that I simply loved it :D

Anonymous said: After 6th year Remus invites Y/N for summer to his house. He wants her to meet his parents who are sceptical towards her. They think she doesn’t really love Remus because of his condition,she’s going to hurt him and doesn’t understand him because is muggle born. But during her stay they see how happy she makes him(she teaches him how to dance,they fool around in kitchen,read books together and laugh,she takes care of him after full moon)Remus talks with them about how much he loves her. Thanks:) 

so, as soon as I saw this request, I needed to find a bunch of gifs because they were adorable xD hope you guys like it! :D

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :)

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Meet The Parents

“Would you stop fidgeting?” Remus asked trying not to laugh at his girlfriend. “It will be alright, love” he assured her.

“Yes, (Y/N). Moony’s parents are going to love you. You know granted you don’t say anything stupid or- OUCH!”

“Shut up, Sirius, (Y/N)’s nervous enough as it is” Lily said hitting him as they all glared at him.

“(Y/N), relax. Moony’s parents are great” James said smiling as Peter nodded.

“And they’re going to love you” Remus told her kissing her head.

“B-but what if they don’t?” (Y/N) asked worriedly.

“They will” Remus reassured her.

“Of course they will, you’re their beloved Remmy’s little girlfriend” Sirius said smirking at her and pinching Remus’ cheek.

“You’re really not helping” (Y/N) said getting even more nervous as Remus snapped his hand away.

It was the summer after their sixth year and Remus had insisted he wanted (Y/N) to spend it with him. He wanted her to meet his parents and (Y/N) couldn’t be more nervous. She knew the Lupins were good people and all, but they were very protective over Remus and his condition.

“We’re here” Sirius said smirking in a ‘The Poltergeist’ evilly way at the nervous girl as the Hogwarts Express came to a stop.

“Padfoot!” Remus glared at him.

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Gangsta Luv (G Dragon fic/Ch.15)

A/N: Hi!! It’s me again with the next chapter of this series! You guys have been giving this story so much love omg. Like, you guys have no clue how happy and just…amazed it always makes me to hear from you guys!! I have so much love for you all! Anywayz, enough mushy stuff. Here’s the next chapter and I hope you enjoy it!! Much love to you all and I hope you have an amazing day!! ~ Red :D 

Ch.1     Ch.2     Ch.3     Ch.4     Ch.5     Ch.6      Ch.7     Ch.8     Ch.9   Ch.10     Ch.11     Ch.12     Ch.13     Ch.14     Ch.16

Word Count: 3,284

Genre: Everything at one point or another. Also, be warned of explicit language, gun and drug use at one point or another, and violence. I feel like I need to put this on every chapter from now on. You have been warned.

Summary: What does one do when their future is already picked out for them? Try to escape over and over again or accept their fate?

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Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 05

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

                ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!


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Originally posted by whyparkjimin

you changed into a comfortable sweater a pair of dark jeans and changed for the girl then going down to wait for her dad to come pick her,

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Azula deserved better

Originally posted by skywalkerkylo

Honestly the scene with Azula trying so hard to flirt with that guy and be a normal teenager is so fucking heartbreaking to me I cry literally every time I watch it. 

Here we have Azula, a girl who has been raised to believe she is better than everyone - that she has to be better than everyone or risk the disappointment and rage of their father and be punished like Zuko - someone that’s never had the chance to grow up like a normal kid. She’s been raised in such a toxic environment and has learned from her father that it is far better to be feared than loved, she she uses fear to control people, even her closest friends. 

But Azula wants to be loved. Everyone loves Zuko despite him supposedly being a failure, the banished rejected prince, and yet people gravitate towards him and care about him and Azula wants that because no one has ever loved her. She believes her own mother thought she was a monster. Ursa loved Azula but always favoured Zuko, making Azula feel unloved by their mother, and Ozai doesn’t love her he just favours her because she’s a natural prodigy, and the moment she isn’t she knows she’s in trouble so she’s constantly striving for perfection, not allowing herself to slip up and make mistakes and be human.  

Originally posted by avatarthelastairbendermemes

She is so mean to Ty-Lee when she sees her getting so much attention from boys, but immediately apologises when her friend starts to cry because she didn’t mean to be a bitch she just knows no other way of dealing with her emotion, so she lashes out. She admits to Ty-Lee that she’s jealous of the attention the boys give her, and when her friend offers to teach her how to act like a normal girl and get a guy to like her she’s completely on board. 

She looks so happy to get lessons on how to be fucking normal for Agni’s sake. She wants this boy to like her so badly, because she wants to be loved but she also wants to be a normal girl, a normal teenager. She didn’t tell anyone she was the Princess because she wanted to see how people react to her just for her, she wanted to see if anyone would like her for who she is, and not just pretend because she’s the Princess and they fear her. She said that boys look at her like she’s about to do something horrible to them, and Ty-Lee agrees she probably will. Azula, in actuality has no self-confidence. 

When Ty-Lee tries to cheer her up with a shower of compliments she accepts them like it’s obvious they’re true, but she doesn’t really believe them. It’s just something she’s been told her entire life and she’s conditioned to believe them because they must be true if everyone always tells her, but when she’s in the real world outside her royal status she can see that’s not true people don’t like her, they think she’s weird, she’s scary, she’s mean. If they knew who she was they’d be kissing her feet but she doesn’t want that, she wants someone to like her because they like her. Even her friends she believes only act nice to her because of who she is and who her father is, which is confirmed to her when they betray her to help her disgraced brother.

Originally posted by avatarthelastairbendermemes

On Ember Island we see Azula just being a teenager like the others, we see her just trying to be her and have fun. She and her friends play a game of volleyball but instead of high-fiving because they won Azula, influenced by her father, lords over her victory over the other team and goes a little crazy. Even when she tries to act normal her morbid upbringing ruins it for her and she says things that confused and frightened other people. 

When’s she flirting with that guy with the help of Ty-Lee’s instructions we can see she’s really happy, and she’s happy because the guy seems to like her and she can’t believe she managed to make someone like her without throwing the Princess card or scaring them into submission. She wants to be a normal teenager so badly but she just can’t, she’s too much like Ozai, too much like Sozin, she’s been raised to use fear and manipulation to control people and when she tries to be loving or compassionate she always reverts back to being power-hungry and psychotic because she doesn’t know any other way of expressing herself, when she tries to act loving and caring it’s actually an act or she’s trying very hard to stay like that, because that’s not who she is inside and she really wants to be, she had to get her friend to teach her how to smile and laugh like a normal person and that is so sad, because even though she’s good at it for a while her act fails when she gets genuinely happy and she then reverts back to using fear and power and scares the guy she likes away.  

Originally posted by avatarthelastairbendermemes

Like she literally tells him that his outfit is so sharp it could puncture a hole in the Fire Nation ship and kill hundreds, and that’s her way of flirting. She’s as awkward and dorky as Zuko when she tries to be nice and normal, only a little more morbid. But that’s what makes her character so sad to me, Zuko gets redeemed, he gets to act like a normal kid for a bit and he gets people who love him and support him and are there for him even though he’s done terrible things, Azula never gets that. Her friends betray her, her father leaves her behind while he goes to conquer the world, her mother never loved her as much as she loved Zuko, and Zuko wants to take the throne from her and may end up killing her - even though we know Zuko wants to avoid killing his sister, Azula doesn’t know that. She thinks he hates her and wants her dead.

No one’s ever loved Azula and she so badly wants to be loved but she doesn’t know how to get people to love her without forcing them or threatening them, and in the end when she can’t beat Zuko and has to admit to herself that she isn’t the best, that isn’t the strongest, that she isn’t all the wonderful things people told her growing up, she breaks down. She goes literally insane. She can’t handle knowing that what she secretly believed all her life, that the things people told her were untrue and only said because she was Princess, was right. She really isn’t special. No one loves her. Zuko’s a better person than she is. No one wants her, she’s nothing. 

Originally posted by izzy-senpai

Despite how many deadly encounters she and Zuko get into, she doesn’t want to kill him. She wants to kill what he represents, and he represents everything she isn’t. Liked, loved, good, accepted, forgiven. Zuko is everything Azula is not despite him being the one that was always in the wrong growing up, she was taught that everything Zuko was that she wasn’t was a good thing because she was superior, but when he stands with the Avatar and has friends and is loved and wins over her she has to admit that everything he is that she isn’t makes her less than him, makes him better than her, he found love and acceptance despite always being told he was nothing, and she couldn’t find those things despite being told she was perfect.  

She loses her mind, and Zuko pities her, and still loves her and tries to help her even though she’s always been cruel to him and tried to kill him and his friends so many times. They’re siblings, pitted against each other since birth, and Azula can’t understand why Zuko tries to stand with her when she would never do the same for him. When they’re together in the Fire Nation you can see she cares about Zuko, on the island she tries to help Zuko through his self-doubt, asking him what’s wrong and if it’s her that he’s angry with, taking him away from their family home because it depresses them both and tries to reassure Zuko that father loves and accepts him now and is proud of him so don’t worry about the past and come down to the beach with everyone. 

When she tells Ozai Zuko killed the Avatar, she had no reason to give him the credit. We as an audience know Aang is alive, and we know that Zuko knows he’s probably alive because he knows about the Oasis water, but Azula doesn’t. Azula has no way of knowing the Avatar could have survived, and though it’s portrayed like she secretly knows he’s alive and wants to bring Zuko’s downfall, there’s no reason for it because there’s no way she could know Aang was alive and threaten that secret to Zuko. She never tells Ozai any different, and even during the invasion Ozai had no idea Aang was alive until Zuko told him, meaning there was no way Azula could have known, even if she might have suspected and not been surprised when she saw Aang with the others, she could have told Ozai weeks ago the truth and shamed Zuko but she didn’t, even if she knew the truth why did she give him the credit and then not spill the truth to disgrace Zuko? Zuko was worried Ozai would still not accept him for technically not completely his task and Azula made sure that he did by giving him the credit, and to ease Zuko’s worries. She did that for that reason alone.

She wanted her brother back, she wanted her family back, she wanted to be loved and accepted and to be normal. But she never got that. As cruel as she was, and as horrible as the things she said and did were, she deserved better than this. She deserved better than what Ozai gave her.

Azula deserved better. 

Originally posted by avatarthelastairbendermemes

anonymous asked:

Who cares about Amon? Even Seidou was much more important in the story than he, I don't know what Ishida's goal with this character. Honestly, Amon is a waste of time for the manga. Sorry if I looked rude, I just can't understand this character.

This kind of sounds like character hate, so you should try to be more careful when sending it to other people’s inboxes. I have a hard time answering questions that look like blatant character hate because I don’t want to hurt anybody’s feelings. 

I’m going to answer your question though anon, just a disclaimer to be careful. It’s easier to answer the question of “What is the narrative purpose of building up Amon with so much narrative importance, when all the onscreen development belongs to Seidou?”

That’s a question I don’t have an answer to per se but it is also is something I’ve thought about quite a lot. The simplest answer is that’s sometimes how Ishida’s pacing works itself out to be. Characters with only one or two character moments building up to it suddenly appear for a highly important scene.

From a narrative standpoint there wasn’t actually that much build up to Marude and Hide suddenly appearing to foil Furuta. Marude himself was a character that had way more focus in Tokyo Ghoul then in Re, and his main scene of character growth in Re before he did the thing was this one.

The one narrative fact we’re given about Marude in Tokyo Ghoul Re is that he’s wary about Matsuri succeeding the CCG. The next thing of importance he does in the manga is kill Yoshitoki, and then team up with Matsuri to get rid of Yoshitoki’s successor. So the build up was a long time off from the eventual payoff and it also went a completely opposite direction of where you expected. 

So given the nature of Tokyo Ghoul and it’s tendency towards subversion rather than actual straightforward build up and payoff, the current situation of Amon’s character could just be a symptom of that. Let’s keep talking under the cut.

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Let me fucking explain something here because yes Tony knew that Bucky was being brainwashed to kill his parents

But think about it this way:

Bucky’s face was the last thing Howard saw when he was being beaten and pleading for his wife’s mercy

Bucky’s hand was the one that choked Maria’s life out of her

Bucky was the one that physical killed them

So yes, it was technically Hydra that killed the Starks

But the face that killed them was Bucky’s.

The face that Tony physically saw kill his parents was Bucky’s

Bucky himself said “but I did it”

Because he did. He’s the one that physically did it

At the moment Tony was shown the video, he wasn’t imagining this metaphorical image of Red Skull/Pierce/Hydra bashing in his fathers face and choking his mother

Who he saw was Bucky

What it comes down to is that Bucky killed the Starks, in control of his actions or not, brainwashed or not, he was the one to physically kill them in cold blood

Tony had a right to be angry, he had a right to react the way he did

Tell me, if you saw the face of someone choking the one you loved most after someone was beaten to death pleading for their life, even though you knew that they weren’t in control, would you instantly forgive and forget on the spot? Would you be able to erase that image from your mind?

Tony is now forever haunted by that image, no matter the fact that Hydra was the one that ordered them dead, Bucky is the face that went up to his parents and killed them.

Don’t tell me that wouldn’t haunt you too, because it would

Misunderstandings & Missteps: Japril

(like something out of a goddamn Shakespeare play) 

13x19 AU: When Arizona mistakenly guesses that Riggs is in love with April, instead of Meredith, things get complicated. Jackson makes a misstep that sends him reeling on what he really wants. Will Japril ever be able to find their way back to each other? 

Chapter 1: Misunderstandings

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Title: Perplexing Feelings (Part 1)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Implied Ladynoir and Marichat

Word count: 2141

This is part 1 | Part 2 is here!

This is the mini fic I mentioned last night, the companion to Peculiar Familiarity. It covers parts 4-5 of Peculiar Familiarity from Ladybug’s POV. Hope you enjoy, guys! I know the title’s not the best but I tried.

@kwiibi this scene is from your prize fic, just a different POV, so technically, I think this counts as a surprise bonus gift.

“She’d said too much.”


“My lady, can I ask you something?” Chat Noir asked suddenly.

Ladybug turned. Finally, he was going to bring up the hand-kissing. He had promised her last night that he would do it first thing, and when he hadn’t immediately brought it up at the start of patrol tonight, she had started to wonder if he had decided not to go through with it after all. She steeled herself for wherever this conversation would lead them—no matter the outcome, she had a hunch that emotions were going to end up all over the place. “You just did,” she teased him. A smile crept its way onto her face. “But you can ask another question, I guess. If you want. What is it?”

All at once, Chat shrank in on himself, his gaze darting every which way. “I was just, um, wondering…” he mumbled as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. She nearly melted at the sight. Sure, she had suspected that he would be nervous about the matter, but she hadn’t expected mentioning the matter of kissing her—Marinette's—hand to reduce him to near speechlessness. “…If you would prefer I didn’t kiss your hand anymore.”

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On Percy and “stuff”

So by now we’ve all reached the conclusion that objectively, outside of the guns Percy may or may not know about, nothing Scanlan has or Percy said he wants is actually “his“ – the earring was a gift either by Tiberius or Allura because Tiberius asked her to make it (they get the very last earring from Allura in the earlier episodes), and the gate stone was technically gifted by Lilith to the whole team.

And while I think you could argue that both of these things were made “for the members of Vox Machina,” so arguing that you lose all claim to them when leaving the team isn’t that far out of it, that is really, really not what the entire thing was about.

To quote Taliesin himself from the subsequent Talks Machina episodes, Percy has anger management issues and abandonment issues. He also fancies himself a very logical person, the voice of reason, the only adult in the room at any given time. What he’s trying to do here is attempting to rationalize the hurt he feels about Scanlan leaving, by making it not about feelings but about material, tangible things. Something you can build a logical case for or against.

That case might be lacking in some way, as in the earring was a gift to each person specifically and Vex gave the gate stone to Scanlan of her own volition with the rest of the team agreeing, but Percy wasn’t there for that part of the conversation. And it’s not really about having a waterproof case that would hold up in a court of law here, it is, again, about redirecting the hurt and anger he feels about what Scanlan has done.

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Unexpected Part Four (Chibs X Reader)

Burying her head in her hands, she let out a groan. Of course he’d react badly.  This wasn’t an ideal time to have told him, but these days there was never going to be an ideal time.

At least he knew, it wasn’t her secret to bear alone anymore. With everything happening around them, there was enough secrecy. He knew, and he’d reacted badly. She really couldn’t ask for more.

“You alright Doll?”

She looked up, seeing Tig walking towards her. Quickly smoothing her hair and trying to hide the frustration on her face, she looked up and forced a smile. 

“Just perfect, Tiggy.”

He joined her on the bench outside the clubhouse, gently wrapping his arm around her shoulders. 

“Even so, we’re all stressed out right now. Especially Chibs. It’s a big change for him, for you. Has something happened?”

“No, as you said, we’re all stressed. Becoming’s huge. I’m giving him a little space.”

Technically it wasn’t a lie. She was giving him space, though it hadn’t been her intention. 

One moment, they were in blissful happiness, even with everything going on. In the last few weeks, everything seemed to slip between their fingers. Things were constantly getting worse, until the the crescendo: Jax. It had torn Chibs apart, hit the club hard. 

And now, something that should be an extremely happy event under normal circumstances, felt like a giant weight on her shoulders. 

“Mm. Well listen, if you need anything, we’re always here. We need to stick together, all of us.”

“I know, and we do. He’s upset about Jax, we all are. I’m just stressed out from everything, I really appreciate all of you though. You’ve always been my family and now I need you more than ever.”

She couldn’t stop the tears flowing, staining her face. Everything was bubbling to the surface, leaving Tig to draw her into a hug and softly rub her back. 

“What’s going on Doll? Something’s up with you and if I can help I will.”

“I’m pregnant, Tig. It wasn’t intentional, by any means. I told Chibs earlier, he freaked out. I know it’s a lot to deal with but what if he doesn’t want it? What if he doesn’t want me?”

She buried her face in Tig’s shoulder, warm tears spilling onto his shirt. She didn’t want everyone knowing about the baby just yet, but at the same time if Chibs wouldn’t talk to her..she just needed help.

“Hey, hey. Don’t say that. Why wouldn’t he want you or the baby? He’ll come around, I promise. He’s got a lot on his plate but this is good, this is what he wants. He’s not exactly showing it right now but he is happy about this.”

Tossing and turning in the bed, she couldn’t sleep. It was only 11PM, but she just didn’t know what else she could do. He’d avoided her all day, and she tried to accept that she’d have to deal with this alone for now but it was too hard. 

Peeling back the covers, she got out of bed. This was their child, not just hers. He needed to decide if he was going to be involved or not.

“Thought I might find you here.”

“Aye. Been here all night.”

She walked over to him, wrapping her cardigan tighter around herself to try and block the cool breeze. 

“We don’t have to talk, I just want to be with you right now.”

He moved the bottle of Jack down beside his feet and she sat next to him, looking out on the yard. So many of their family were gone now, they needed each other now more than ever. 

“I’m sorry.”

They stayed sitting for several moments before he broke the silence. They didn’t look at each other, instead he stood and walked over to the edge, looking at his new empire. 

“I didn’t want to deal with it. I thought, how can I let her bring a child into all this? It’s not fair. I barely see Kerrianne as it is, but I know she’s safe. I thought it’d be too dangerous for us, for you. But I realised, this is what we need. Our family has been hit, but we need to hit back.”

She looked at his back, could tell the expression on his face. The quiet passion in his voice soothed something in her. 

“Chibs..I never planned for us to have a baby at a time like this. If I had my way then nothing would have ever happened, he’d still be here. They all would. But I can’t bring them back and neither can you. All we can do is unite, and bring a new member into our family.”

He turned, studying her for a moment before walking over and reaching for her hand, gently pulling her up. Softly rubbing her stomach, his eyes met hers before he placed his hands on her face. 

“I know. My family is my priority. I’m gonna protect you and this baby no matter what.”

Guys Like Us

A Snowbarry-based fanfic

Story by: @hoffkk

Requested by: Anon

Prompt Request: In the future, after another successful teamwork between Central and Starling city, Oliver has a chat with Barry. He tells him he was wrong before when he said guys like them ‘can’t get the girl’ and that, also, he was wrong about which girl. Then, Oliver explains that the only thing standing in Barry’s way is whether or not he decides to do something about it. And Barry listens to his advice. 

Summary: Basically an arrow season 4/Flash season 2 crossover AU where Oliver gives Barry advice about following his heart and getting the girl.

Note: Sorry about the wait, Anon!  Hope it was worth it! Enjoy!


Oliver and Barry were putting their super suits back on their designated mannequins inside STAR Labs after another successful superhero collaboration when Oliver noted that Barry was uncharacteristically quiet.  He had been that way ever since they had saved Caitlin and defeated Cicada, an immortal metahuman who extends his life span by sucking the life force from others.  Team Flash first caught on to him when they figured out he was behind the killing spree of numerous Central City citizens that had only two things in common: they were all killed with a lightning bolt shaped dagger and they were all once saved by the Flash.  After a few run-ins with Cicada, the team quickly realized he was essentially immortal and that stopping him wasn’t going to be easy. Before they could come up with a new and effective plan for capturing him rather than hurting him, Cicada had kidnapped Caitlin right from under their noses.  It was then that Barry knew he couldn’t handle this meta on his own and that he needed some back-up from Star City.  Oliver and the gang were of course happy to oblige.  After all, Caitlin was a friend of theirs too, not to mention ,they happened to know a few things about immortality from previous adventures.

It wasn’t easy by any means, but they worked together and managed to capture Cicada who was now being escorted to Oliver’s prison on Lian Yu personally by Amanda Waller and her goons. He thought now that everything was over, Barry would be back to his regular, dorky self, but he wasn’t. Something was clearly bothering him still.  Oliver could tell and though he wasn’t the best at talking about feelings, he figured he should give it a shot for Barry’s sake.  So, he clapped Barry on the back of the shoulder and said,

“Hey, you did good today.”  So, it wasn’t the most brilliant set of words, but at least Oliver was trying.

“I don’t know about good,”  Barry replied, rubbing at the back of his neck, then flicked his eyes across the room toward Caitlin as he finished.  "but the bad guy is behind bars and everyone’s safe.  That’s all that matters.“

"It’s not your fault, you know.”  Oliver responded after a beat, following Barry’s eyes and reading in between the lines. “You were where you were supposed to be, doing what you were supposed to be doing.  Caitlin’s getting grabbed was just an unfortunate, unforeseen event.”

“Yeah and it nearly got her killed!”  Barry half-shouted, visibly upset with himself for not being able to catch Cicada sooner.

Suddenly, Cisco appeared behind them and upon catching the last part of their conversation, he felt the need to comment, “Technically he wasn’t going to kill her.  He was going to use her body as a vessel for the resurrection of his dead wife’s soul and…”  He paused to take in the pointed looks on his friend’s faces that were covered in varying shades of anger and annoyance.  Barry’s didn’t bother him much, but the look Oliver wore gave him a chill as Cisco watched him cross his arms and flex his muscles.  He slowly swallowed then proceeded to finish his sentence.  "and clearly I said the wrong thing, so I’m just gonna leave this here,“ Cisco paused, placing the newly repaired and improved quiver between the mannequins.  "And leave you two to your little whatever this is…yeah, okay.”  He finished hastily before returning himself to the room down the hall.

Oliver stifled a smile before returning his focus to Barry.

“Look, Barry, you can’t beat yourself up over this.  You just have to be happy it worked out well this time and move on because next time you may not be so lucky.”  Oliver told him.

“I know, I know.” Barry nodded.  "But that’s easier said than done.“

"Trust me.  I get it.”  Oliver agreed.  "Do you know how many times I have blamed and tortured myself over the same thing? About as many times as my friends and family have been kidnapped, which is a lot of times.“  He explained, answering his own question.

"So, how do you let it go?”  Barry wondered aloud.

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Tony Stark Fic - Part 1

Sooo, with some encouragement for the multi-fandom wonder that is @yourtropegirl, I’ve decided to venture out of my Raul and SVU writing to something new.

I don’t imagine this will be a lengthy fic, but it needs more than one part for sure, so, this is the first chapter of a Tony Stark x OC fic.

Thanks for the encouragement and allowing me a place to get the stories in my head out!

Stark fans! Please feel free to ask questions, voice opinions, etc, since I am new to this world….

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

The empty glass on his nightstand stood next to a bottle equally void of its contents.

There’d been a time when waking with a hangover was a sign of a celebrating a little too much the night before; one too many glasses of champagne, people fawning over his accomplishments, beautiful women throwing themselves in his direction.

This morning was different. He wasn’t celebrating with a crowd the night before. He wasn’t even enjoying the company of friends. He was wallowing alone.


He sat up slowly, reaching first for the bottle of aspirin on his nightstand, and then his tablet. He squinted, rubbing his eyes to be sure he was seeing things correctly.


A voice responded. “Yes, Mr. Stark?”

“Why does this say someone is in the lab?”

“The lab was accessed earlier this morning with all the appropriate credentials.”

The list of people with that kind of access was extremely short, and those people were currently infrequent visitors.

Tony jumped out of bed, ignoring the pounding in his temple as he did, heading for the lab.

“Whose credentials?”

“Dr. Bruce Banner.”

Banner? He was back? There was a slightly uneasy feeling in his gut as he contemplated the reasons why he would return, without notice, and head straight to the lab of all places.

“You could’ve called firs—" Tony stopped short, the figure behind one of the lab tables not the one he was expecting. Head tipped to one side, eyes narrowed, he continued. “Had some work done, Bruce? Sort of the opposite of a nip and tuck?”

The woman standing there continued to stare at rows of data displayed in front of her, not even the slightest flinch at the sound of Tony’s voice.

“I heard you had a sense of humor.”

“Yes, I’m hilarious.” He laid a cautious finger on his watch, readying himself. The woman certainly didn’t look very threatening, but Tony knew better than to let his guard down. “I should warn you, I tend to run short on humor when someone shows up in my home unannounced.”

“To be fair, this is your lab.”

Tony let out a sigh.

“Alright, let’s cut the cute stuff. Who are you?”

“A friend of Banner’s. I assume you gathered that already.”

“I’ve only gathered that you have access to his credentials. It’s just as likely you’re a threat. Perhaps more likely. Banner wasn’t exactly voted Most Likely To Make New Friends.”

“Yeah, I’m well aware. Which is why he sent this along.” The woman reached into the pocket of her lab coat, pulled out a small object and finally turned toward Tony, tossing it in his direction. He snatched it out of the air and stared at it. “I know a thumb drive is probably antiquated tech around here, but resources are limited.”

“What is it?”

She shrugged. “From what he tells me, a digital permission slip, more or less. Evidence that I’m not a threat and why I’m here.”

Tony looked at the tiny drive in the palm of his hand, then back at the woman in his lab.

“Want to give me the highlights?”

“I would, but Banner gave me strict instructions that it was to be viewed by you only.”

Tony slowly raised an eyebrow, attempting to read her expression, her body language, anything for a tell as to whether she was being truthful.

“Don’t go anywhere. Or touch anything.” He looked at the items already strewn across the table and quickly added, “Anything else. Don’t touch anything else until I’m back.”

She pursed her lips but held her hands up in surrender. “Fine. Don’t be long.”

Don’t be long?

What was Banner thinking?

He headed for the nearest USB port outside of the lab to retrieve the message, somewhere not too far from his guest, but far enough that he could view the contents in private.

The file loaded and Bruce appeared on the screen.

“Hey, sorry about the unexpected interruption. Since you’re watching, you’ve met Jasmine. She’s a friend, who’s been helping me out with…a lot of things. She’s brilliant, and needs somewhere to continue tests and research on her latest project. That’s the reason she thinks I sent her to you.” There was a long pause, Banner biting his lip, looking down. “The real reason I’ve sent her to you…her projects have not gone unnoticed. I’m worried about her safety and it’s too risky for her to keep doing what she’s doing here. She doesn’t know that’s why I really sent her, and I’d rather we keep it that way. She’ll want to return at some point, but until I know it’s safe, I need you to convince her to stay. I know you’ll look out for her. I’ll be in touch. Eventually.”

The screen went black.

No explanation as to how much longer he would remain under the radar, or how long he expected Tony to look out for this friend of his.

It didn’t seem very Banner-like, setting Tony up to be a babysitter – unless of course…could this woman be much more than just a friend?

Tony made his way back to the lab, entering to find the woman, Jasmine, staring at more stats.

She wore her hair in a messy bun, round spectacles perched atop rounded cheeks, magnifying coffee-colored eyes behind them. Tony could certainly see a girl like her on Bruce’s arm. He couldn’t help but smirk momentarily when he noticed the purple collar peeking out from behind the white lab coat.

“I thought I said not to touch anything.”

“Technically, the way you’ve designed the interface, I never physically come in contact with anything, so one could argue I followed your instructions.”

Tony stared, straight-faced, watching the slight upturn of her lips. Perhaps in a different time, he would have been more amused. But all he could think of now was the responsibility with which he’d been entrusted.

He needed to be Jasmine’s protector. And something told him she wasn’t going to make that easy.


“There’s one last thing, Jasmine.”

“Bruce, you’ve been more than thorough. I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

“It’s not you I’m worried about.”

Jasmine adjusted the strap slung across her shoulder, leaning her head to one side. “Go on, then.”

“Look out for Stark.”

“Look out for him? Like, don’t trust him? I thought he was your friend.”

“No, that’s not what I mean. He’s been through some stuff and I’m worried about him. He’ll keep you at arm’s length, but I know you. He’ll get comfortable. Try to be there for him. He needs it.”

Jasmine smiled, rolling her eyes. “You’re such a softie.”

“I mean it. It’s hard, having the power and influence he does. There needs to be a balancing influence, and I’m afraid he’s a bit lost right now.”

“You do understand this serum I’m experimenting with fixes actual broken things, not broken people.”

“Maybe not. But you’ve done plenty of good since we met.”

The pilot waved and Bruce nodded toward the tiny plane. “Remember, they’ll meet you in Singapore and get you the rest of the way.”

“I know.” Before her eyes could tear up, she wrapped her arms around Banner, squeezing tightly. “I’ll be back soon.”

He nodded, but didn’t say a word, only watching as she got on the plane.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I saw that one of your tags said something like #so may answers to important questions, could you tell us about some of the questions they answered or was it just a fun tag? :) Thanks!

The main one I was thinking of was that someone asked Jack Thorne about Delphi’s last name. He said that while it would probably be Riddle technically, he couldn’t imagine her using it. She doesn’t have a surname she can really connect with (Voldemort rejected the name Riddle because it was associated with his Muggle father), so he said she probably goes without one. She wants to stand alone as her own thing, with her own name. She sees Delphi as similar to Lord Voldemort: her own established identity.

Famous Last Words

Summary: In a world where the last words your soulmate will say to you are written on your wrist, fearful and introverted Phil works in a bookstore. His greatest fear? The words counting down the seconds until he meet his soulmate, someone called ‘Dan.’ But it isn’t until he befriends a university student that he nicknames ‘Bear’ that Phil realizes that surviving through fear isn’t the same as living.

A/N: Somehow Famous Last Words broke 1k?? Thank you so much to anyone who’s left a comment or reblogged or liked or just taken the time to read this. When I first started this fic it was as a silly little side project that I never imagined would go anywhere, and it’s crazy to see how much that’s changed since I first starting writing. As a late holiday/New Year/thank you celebratory gift I wrote an alternate ending to Famous Last Words. I have mixed feelings about it, but overall I’m happy with the way it turned out. This is in place of chapter twenty and the epilogue xx


(if anyone still wants to murder me after reading this pls do it before inauguration day thanks)


Alternate Ending

   85% of the population believed in soulmates.

   The statistics were up 10% from the previous year, and 15% from the year before. While there were still those who fought against the system and rallied to make their own fates ultimately the truth was inevitable; everyone was fucked and there was nothing you could do about it.

    When he little and before he’d learned to read Phil had always liked the idea of soulmates. He was a romantic at heart, and many of the games at school involved playing house and pretending to come home to your soulmate each day. Of course, once he was old enough to understand the implications of his words that had all changed.

    It was impossible for him not to believe in soulmates, but as he pulled up to the church where Bear and Abbie were getting married he wondered if he would ever find his. It’d be an ironic twist of fate to make him worry about meeting his soulmate all his life only never to.

    The doors of the church swung open under his hands, his shoes clicking on the floorboards beneath him. The pews were almost completely filled with people, the low buzz of conversation a hum in Phil’s ears that restricted his breathing and made his hands shake. Dan was sitting near the front of the room, phone in hand and head bent. Phil resisted the urge to duck behind a pew of his own. While he and Dan hadn’t parted on unfriendly terms they hadn’t been especially friendly either.

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The other Girl (Part 6) - L.H

Originally posted by sexycliffconda

I’m sorry I haven’t updated in awhile.

Y/n sat in her hotel room in NYC scrolling through pictures on her laptop of her and Luke, hair up in a messy bun with her glasses on, Calum’s sweatpants hanging off her hips and a sports bra covering her chest. She opted to stay in for the day, having a quick two days off before their show at MSG, honestly just wanting to get some space from Luke, not really getting a break from him since their conversation on the bus more than a week ago. It had taken her quite some time to wrap her head around it, as well as try to push passed the built up hatred she’d accumulated from not talking to him for over a year, being tossed to the side for another girl he couldn’t even stand. She was brought out of her thoughts when a knock came from her door, shutting her laptop quickly, hopping off of the mattress to open to door hoping it was just housekeeping and not anyone from either band.

“HEY!” The person in front of her yelled causing her to jump slightly until she realized who it was.

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anonymous asked:

Tumblr sent me to your post about the noncanon couple that is Zatara. Zuko did the do with Mai, not Katara. Katara did the do with Aang, 3 times at least, unless if you're willing to write off 2/3rds of what happened in the Legend of Korra. Makorra is also extremely unhealthy as Mako is not only unfaithful, but he's also abusive (à la Book II and part of III). In short, all of what you like is problematic at best.

How is any of this problematic?

Originally posted by the-spirit-of-the-avatar

Zuko literally sacrificed his entire life to save Katara’s. If he hadn’t of jumped in front of Azula’s lightnight, and it had hit Katara, she could have easily died. She wouldn’t have been conscious, nor able to heal herself. Therefore, she would have probably ended up dead. Then, she healed him, effectively saving his life and seeing him off to lead a very successful Fire Nation. Don’t you dare tell me what he did was unhealthy.

Originally posted by water-elementofchange

He took Katara to find her mothers killer. He didn’t have to, but he chose to in order to gain not only her trust, but her respect as a human being. He spent his time and his energy on a mission he couldn’t have been sure he would return from. And in the end, she was able to forgive him— helping only only himself, but her as well. By forgiving him, she was able to move on from all the hatred and anger she had stored for him deep down inside.He didn’t take her on that journey for himself. He did it for her. Don’t you dare tell me what he did was unhealthy.

Originally posted by the-spirit-of-the-avatar

Whoops, there he is saving her life. AGAIN.

Originally posted by atyourzervis

L’est not forget about her offering to heal his scar even WHEN HE WAS STILL HER ENEMY. Katara had too much heart for her own good. She was literally the epitome of an angel, okay? Zuko, who at the time was most definitely still an enemy, let Katara touch his scar. Who, throughout the entire series, didn’t let ANYBODY touch his scar. And here he is letting her touch it. Here she is offering to heal it.


Also, by your lack of grammar skills and not coming out and just saying the words “they had sex”, or, something to that degree, basically proves that you lack the intelligence of anyone who knows anything about a good relationship. (just because they “did the do” doesn’t mean anything”. This is coming from me, who is going on her 5th year of being in a healthy, loving relationship. I know a thing or two about healthy relationships.

Plus, Maiko isn’t canon, either.


Goodbye, troll.

The Adventures of Sex Goddess & Man Bun

So, I was looking up some books on goodreads to put on my “to be read” shelf, and came across this book called “Smut” by Katrina Halle. It was about this guy and girl who team up to write a story for a class, realize they write well together, and then write a book together. However, they drive each other nuts. Because I’m obsessed with Jon and Sansa, I stole the idea and decided to write my own little ditty. 

“You need to put a comma there,” Jon said as he pointed at Sansa’s laptop screen. She had a Word doc up, and currently they were trying to finish the chapter they’d started three hours ago.

“Why do you do that? You always do that,” Sansa snipped.

He retracted his arm and rolled his eyes. “What did I do now?”

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