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dear-evanrosier · 3 years

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“It worked?”

heres the masterlist to all of this fic ‘The Life And Times Of James Potter and Regulus Black’

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Translations are next to the sentences, it’s easier

September 17, 2002

“You grew up the same as I did, Potter, you should know how to dance.”

James stepped on Regulus’s foot once again, causing Regulus to wince and take a large step backward, glaring half-heartedly at James as he offered a sheepish smile in response before readjusting their arms and kissing Regulus on his nose.

“Sorry, love, it’s been a while. And also, that’s Potter-Black to you.” James gathered Regulus into his arms, spinning him around so he could wrap his arms around Regulus’ waist from behind as they swayed and moved around the room to the music, Regulus leaning his head back on James’ shoulder.

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere

With drops of Jupiter in her hair

“This is our wedding song, is it not?” Regulus hummed, and James nodded, pressing soft kisses to Regulus’s exposed neck.

She acts like summer and walks like rain

"This station has perfect timing," James murmured against Regulus' throat. Regulus only nodded, too content to do much else.

Reminds me there’s time to change, hey

And then James was singing along to the words, in dutch, whispering in his ear.

“Sinds de terugkeer van haar verblijf op de maan” /// Since the return of her stay on the moon

“Ze luistert als de lente en ze praat als June” /// She listens like spring and she talks like June

“I love when you speak Dutch, love.” Regulus smiled, and James continued, leaving more open-mouthed kisses down his bare shoulders, kissing every freckle over Regulus’s skin.

“Maar vertel me, ben je over de zon gevaren?” /// But tell me did you sail across the sun

“Heb je de Melkweg gehaald?” /// But did you make it to the milky way

There was a small, raised semi-circle on Regulus’s shoulder, at the base of his neck, one of the many scars he had gotten years before from an unloving family that didn’t deserve him. James kissed it every time he saw it, and this time was no different. He pressed his lips to it once, then twice, before continuing his line of kisses to his jaw.

“Om de lichten allemaal vervaagd te zien” /// To see the lights all faded

“I’m so happy we moved here, my love,” James whispered against Regulus’s neck and then repeated in Dutch.

“En die hemel wordt overschat.” /// And that heaven is overrated

“En vertel me, ben je gevallen van een vallende ster?” /// And tell me did you fall from a shooting star

James ran his fingers up and down Regulus’s sides, enjoying the small shiver that came from the younger man.

“Your hands are cold,” Regulus mumbled, moving around in James’ embrace. “Well, then warm me up.”

“Gladly,” Regulus mumbled, and turned around in James' arms, connecting their mouths in a slow, languid kiss. James ran his fingers up and down Regulus’s spine and sides, finally coming to rest on his waist. He ran his thumb lightly over the black and gold shimmering ink on his left hip, smiling into the kiss.

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

"Ik kom nooit over deze tatoeage heen, mijn liefste." /// I will never get over this tattoo, my love.

Regulus mumbled something low in response against James' mouth, and he laughed in response. He pulled away to rest their foreheads together, still dancing around their living room to the words of the music.

Now that she’s back from soul vacation

Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, mmm

"I was not being a dumbass," James spoke, glaring at Regulus through feigned anger.

Regulus rolled his eyes, kissing James' nose before speaking, "You tried to ride the stag, James."

"And?"

"That's being a dumbass!"

James kissed the smirk away, leaving Regulus wanting more. “Fuck,” he breathed, and James tutted. “Language, Black, or you won’t get what you want.”

Regulus whined and was promptly cut off by a loud, high-pitched beeping.

Be-be-be-be-be-beep Be-be-be-be-be-beep

James groaned as he pulled away, cursing the world. “I swear to god, Regulus, if that’s your brother, I’m going to murder him.”

“You basically adopted him, you know.” Regulus retorted, and shut off the radio so James could answer the call before sitting on the couch.

"Hey, Lils." James said after he answered, and Regulus perked up. There were only 2 reasons Lily would be calling, and he so desperately wanted it to be good news…

"Yea, sure, just let us get dressed. No, it's fine, I promise. Where? Okay, see you in a little bit." James hung up, and Regulus still had questions.

"Did she say…."

"She wants to meet us at Winkelcentrum Havenhof-" Regulus cut him off with a snicker, to which James responded with an unamused look.

"You've lived in this town for three years and you still laugh at the name of the mall?"

Regulus shrugged, still laughing a little. "It's a funny name, love, don't judge me. Anyways, what else? Did she say anything else?”

“Nothing else, just apologizing for what she assumed she interrupted, which was, of course, obviously correct. But come on, sweetheart, get dressed, and we’ll go see her.”

Regulus stood up and walked back to James, throwing his arms over James’ shoulders, pulling close enough to brush their noses together. “Do you think…”

James smiled softly and took a deep breath, leaning forward to catch Regulus’ lips in a slow kiss, but it said what it needed before James pulled back. “Only one way to find out, love.”

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“Why are you so dramatic sometimes, Lily?” Regulus laughed, staring at the thin, unopened box in front of him. James was staring at Lily, their hands clasped together tightly in James’ lap.

“Hey, I’m carrying your child, I get to be dramatic.” She slapped a hand over her mouth the moment she said it, eyes wide. Regulus looked up immediately, mouth open wide as his eyebrows shot up into his hair. “You are? You’re pregnant? It worked?”

Lily nodded, and then they were hugging her, and Regulus was sure James was crying. “Oh my god, Lily, thank you, thank you, thank you. I’m gonna be a dad!”

Regulus was wrapped around James, who was hugging Lily, and he whispered the next words so quietly he doesn’t know if James even heard him over all his shouting.

“Happy anniversary, my love.”

#jegulus fluff #jegulus fanfiction #lily evans #regulus black #james potter #this is all fluff #its tooth rotting fluff #thats the entire fic #i love you all thank you for reading

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dizzydancingdreamer · 3 years

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Persephone’s Symphony Playlist

A list of songs that I have gathered that make me think of Persephone and Hades, not in order but will have the chapters they fit with beside them for an added listening experience if one so wishes <3

Find it on Spotify here

Persephone's Symphony Master List

none too deep | Atlas in Motion, Sofia Caterina — Night One | Hades

Nothing you can say will make me leave

I'm none too deep for you

Don't push me away, i wanna be here for you

And i won't push you too far to feel

Like you have to talk about the dark

Hey, Soul Sister | Jonah Baker — Day Two | Hades

Your sweet moonbeam

The smell of you in every single dream I dream

I knew when we collided

You're the one I have decided who's one of my kind

I Of The Storm | Of Monsters and Men — Night One | Persephone, Night Two | Hades

I am a stranger

I am an alien inside a structure

Are you really gonna love me when I'm gone?

With all my thoughts

And all my faults

Accidentally in Love | KiD RAiN — Day Three | Persephone

Come on, come on

We were once upon a time in love

We're accidentally in love

Falling | Harry Styles — Day Two | Persephone

What am I now? What am I now?

What if you're someone I just want around

I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling

The Scientist | Gabriella — Day One | Hades

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry

You don't know how lovely you are

I had to find you, tell you I need you

Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions

Oh, let's go back to the start

If I Die Young | The Band Perry — Day Three | Hades

I've never known the lovin' of a man

But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand

There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever

Who would have thought forever could be severed by

The sharp knife of a short life

Well, I've had just enough time

So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls

What I never did is done

Lose My Mind (Acoustic) | Dean Lewis — Day Two | Hades

Oh now you're looking at me,

And I'm looking at you like a fool

But you don't know what it feels like to fall in love with you

No you don't know what it's like when you can't go back

Drops of Jupiter | stories, Olivia Kuper Harris — Night Three | Hades, Epilogue | Persephone

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?

Did you make it to the Milky Way

To see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated?

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Skinny Love | Birdy — Night One | Persephone, Day Three | Hades

Come on, skinny love, just last the year

Pour a little salt, we were never here

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

Afterglow | Ed Sheeran — Day Two | Persephone

Stop the clocks, it's amazing

You should see the way the light dances off your head

A million colours of hazel, golden and red

Saturday morning is fading

The sun's reflected by the coffee in your hand

My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again

save me from the monster in my head | Welshly Arms — Night One | Hades, Night Two | Persephone, Night Two | Hades

Would you find me when the lights go down?

And hold me steady when I'm freakin' out?

'Cause I need you here

You keep me safe

You keep me safe and sound

Get a load of this monster

He doesn't know how to communicate

His mind is in a different place

Will everybody please give him a little bit of space

Get a load of this train-wreck

His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet

But little do we know, the stars

Welcome him with open arms

I should probably go to bed

I should probably turn off my phone

I should quit while I'm ahead

I should probably leave you alone

Now I'm all up in my head again

'Cause I know I don't

Have the self-control

To walk away if you walk in

Iris | Natalie Taylor — Night Three | Persephone, Night Three | Hades

And I'd give up forever to touch you

'Cause I know that you feel me somehow

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't wanna go home right now

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

You stirred somethin' in me

I admit defeat

Won't be thinking 'bout anything at all tonight, so

Wrap yourself 'round me

I admit defeat

Won't be thinking 'bout anything at all tonight, but

You, oh, oh

All of Me | John Legend — Night One | Hades

How many times do I have to tell you?

Even when you're crying, you're beautiful too

The world is beating you down, I'm around

Through every mood

You're my downfall, you're my muse

My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues

Angel With A Shotgun | The Cab — Day Three | Hades

hey say before you start a war

You better know what you're fighting for

Well, baby, you are all that I adore

If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

I’m an angel with a shotgun

Fighting 'til the war's won

I don't care if heaven won't take me back

I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe

Don't you know you're everything I have?

Work Song | Hozier — Day Three | Persephone, Night Three | Persephone, Night Three | Hades

Cause my baby's sweet as can be

She'd give me toothaches just from kissin' me

When my time comes around

Lay me gently in the cold dark earth

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

High Tops | Del Water Gap — Night Three | Persephone, Night Three | Hades

Don't you know that you're the only queen

Of this one-horse town

You're the only one that meant a thing to me

You're still hanging around

Touch me like you know me

Baby when you're lonely

Kiss me on my open mouth

I'll throw you a rope

I'll keep pulling you out

I Love You, I Love You. It’s Disgusting. — Epilogue | Persephone

You rescued me when my mind was in a prison

You set me free when no one else would listen

Now I finally feel complete

And I will follow you into the sea of eternity

Collapse into my arms

I'll take care of your heart

4 AM | Olivver The Kid — Night One | Hades, Night Two | Persephone

At 4 o'clock in the morning

You said

How often do these nightmares come?

Who are the wolves in your head?

How often do these nightmares come now?

Machine | Scott Helman — Day Two | Hades, Night Two | Hades, Day Three | Persephone

But you're more than bolts.

Like the city's more than steel and stone.

Soon your heart is gonna overflow.

They push you back down, you get up again.

Circuits freeze and androids never dream.

You're more than a machine.

Holding out for a Hero | Elise Lieberth — Night One | Hades, Day Three | Hades

I need a hero

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night

He's gotta be strong

And he's gotta be fast

And he's gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a hero

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light

He's gotta be sure

And he's gotta be soon

And he's gotta be larger than life

#Persephone's Symphony #Persephone's Symphony Playlist #Bucky Barnes #Bucky #Bucky Barnes Series #mcu #marvel cinematic universe

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practical-or-brave · 4 years

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This has been on my mind lately

Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair

She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's time to change Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and talks like June

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?

Did you make it to the Milky Way

To see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated?

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Now that she's back from that soul vacation Tracing her way through the constellation She's checked out Mozart while she does Tae Bo Reminds me that there's room to grow

Now that she's back in the atmosphere

I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly So he never did land

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance To dance along the light of day? And head back to the Milky Way And tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken Your best friend always sticking up for you Even when I know you're wrong Can you imagine no first dance Freeze dried romance, five-hour phone conversation The best soy latte that you ever had, and me

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance To dance along the light of day? And head back to the Milky Way

And tell me, did you fall for a shooting star? One without a permanent scar And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself?

And are you lonely looking for yourself out there?

#if anyone wants to make a full video of this i'd be eternally grateful #reylo #troshate #sw tfa #sw tlj #reylo feels #train #drops of jupiter #i will never forgive jar jar abrams #rey x kylo ren #kylo x rey #ben solo #ben solo deserved better #sorry about the spacing i'm lazy

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mrspockomakeitso · 3 years

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Voyager Playlist, Part 1

I made this playlist for my current favorite trek: Voyager! I hope you all enjoy this musical journey into the delta quadrant. I’ll list the song, the artist, and a lyric that really connects it to voyager and their long, long journey home. enjoy!

West - Sleeping at Last.

Maps stretched out Too many miles to count Let's just say we're inches apart And even closer at heart

Stargazing - Kygo

You're saying, "It's hopeless”, that I should hope less “Heaven can help us”, well, maybe she might You say "It's beyond us" What is beyond us? Let's see and decide

On My Way - Phil Collins (Brother Bear Soundtrack)

So tell everybody, I'm on my way And I just can't wait to be home With the sun beating down, yes I'm on my way

Go The Distance - Various artists (Hercules soundtrack)

Like a shooting star, I will go the distance I will search the world, I will face its harms I don't care how far, I can go the distance 'Till I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms

Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

I don't know where you're going, But do you got room for one more troubled soul

Another Night on Mars - The Maine

What's another night on Mars? With friends like ours Anywhere is home

The River, the Woods - Austronautalis

I know it seems like we're all lost, we can follow this river back home River back home River back home I know it seems like we're all lost, we see the secrets, we know the unknown Know the unknown Know the unknown

Long Long Long Journey - Bill Wurtz

And it's a long, long, long journey that we've been on And it's a long, long, long story that can be told And it's a long, long day and we've come a long, long way And it's a long, long, long way back

Marching On - OneRepublic

There's so many wars we fought There's so many things we're not But with what we have, I promise you that We're marchin' on We're marchin' on We're marchin' on

Chosen Family - Rina Sawayama

We don't need to be related to relate We don't need to share genes or a surname You are, you are My chosen, chosen family So what if we don't look the same? We been going through the same thing Yeah, you are, you are My chosen, chosen family

Count on Me - Bruno Mars

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea I'll sail the world to find you If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see I'll be the light to guide you

We'll find out what we're made of When we are called to help our friends in need

Journey (Ready to Fly) - Natasha Blume

Let me tell you I'm ready to fly I've survived through rainstorms, sandstorms I fought the war Now it's time to go home

When it Don’t Come Easy - Patty Griffin

I don't know nothing except change will come Year after year what we do is undone Time keeps moving from a crawl to a run I wonder if we're gonna ever get home

Drops of Jupiter - Train

But tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded And that heaven is overrated? Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star– One without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

#voyager #voy #playlists #mr spocko does a creativity #voyager playlist

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zackcollins · 4 years

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did you sail across the sun || matthew tkachuk

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Author’s Note: This idea randomly popped into my head and I don’t know why. The song choice was also one that immediately popped into my head. That’s why I chose it. GIF credit goes to jakeoettinger!!

Warnings: Nothing that I’m aware of. Let me know if you see something that should be warned about. There is some fluffy stuff though.

Word Count: 612 (short boi)

Title: Drops of Jupiter by Train

Additional: Feminine reader this time! I did a masculine reader fic last time for Matty, so I decided to go the feminine route this time. I had Drops of Jupiter on repeat while writing this and used some lyrics from the song in the fic. It’s a miracle in the making--I used a song that wasn’t a country song. I happen to enjoy some Train songs, so don’t at me. I hope you enjoy this!!

Standing in front of the mirror, you felt your heart pounding against your ribcage. You still couldn’t believe today was happening. It was a day you had dreamt about since you were a little girl and yet. Now that it was coming true, you were in utter disbelief.

You fiddled with your hair, trying to straighten the unkempt strands. The stylish up-do you had put it in earlier that morning had started to loosen and that was adding to your stress. You kept fiddling with your hair as you felt a hand come down gently on your shoulder. Jolting slightly made a chunk of hair fall out of the up-do. You cursed to yourself as you turned to see who had touched you.

“It’s just me, babe,” Matthew said, taking his hands and shoving your hair back into the hair clip. You leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He kissed your cheek in turn and rubbed your shoulders gently. “You seem stressed.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Aren’t you?”

“A little, yeah,” Matthew affirmed, grabbing your hand and squeezing it gently. You squeezed back as you leaned your head into his chest.

Matthew kissed your hair to which you sighed softly. At that moment, the music from the banquet room started filtering through the hallway. Squeezing Matthew’s hand again, you lead him through the door.

A spotlight was drawn toward you, which lead everyone to look at you. Matthew nervously kissed your forehead as he led you to the dance floor. Placing his hands around your waist, you placed your hands on his shoulders and dropped your head into his chest.

The music switched and Matthew began gliding you along the dance floor. Your dress swooped and billowed as he moved you along, dipping you slightly every so often.

But tell me

Did you sail across the sun?

Did you make it to the Milky Way

To see the lights all faded?

And that Heaven is overrated?

As the music echoed through your ears, you felt Matthew’s heart beating steadily alongside the rhythm of the song. The way his heartbeat was perfectly matching the rhythm and tempo of the song was calming your nerves and making this whole experience ten times easier.

Tell me

Did you fall from a shooting star

One without a permanent scar?

And did you miss me while you were

Looking for yourself out there?

Matthew dipped you at that moment. He held you there, staring into your eyes longingly. You felt your own heartbeat start to quicken the longer Matthew stared into your eyes. When Matthew lifted you, he twirled you and allowed your dress to billow around you. You felt your heart exploding in your chest as the fabric of your dress billowed around you, making air encircle you. The soft swooshing of air made it feel like you were flying.

When Matthew stopped twirling you, he gripped your hips to prevent you from wobbling. He leaned his head down and kissed your temple. You shivered and leaned into the sensation. Matthew pulled you in closer, swaying you with more vigour.

“I love you,” Matthew mumbled in your ear.

“I love you, too,” you mumbled into his chest.

As the song faded out, Matthew grabbed your hand and turned you so you were standing side by side. He cast a glance to Brady, who nodded and made his way to the emcee podium.

Matthew grabbed your face and tilted it toward him. He nodded at Brady. Matthew kissed you at the same time Brady spoke into the microphone, saying the words you had been waiting to hear all night.

“Introducing Mr. and Mrs. Matthew Tkachuk!”

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camrensrealbish · 4 years

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Camila’s spotify playlists 2015 part 1

I found Camila’s playlists recently and they definitely don’t get enough attention from us. There is so much valuable information there!! Ok, here we go..

2015

Let’s see what the songs are about and what was on August 2015 Camila’s mind.

- You’re still the one by Shania Twain

When I first saw you, I saw love ----- from how Camila and Lauren described how they met, it was attraction from the first sight ---- And the first time you touched me, I felt love ----- but every touch is oh lalala (Señorita)---- And after all this time You're still the one I love, mmm, yeah

Looks like we made it Look how far we've come my baby We mighta took the long way ----- it took you 2 years to make up your mind (Should’ve said it)---- We knew we'd get there someday

They said, "I bet they'll never make it" But just look at us holding on We're still together still going strong

You're still the one I run to ----- I should be running, you keep me coming for you(Señorita) --- The one that I belong to You're still the one I want for life (You're still the one) You're still the one that I love The only one I dream of ---- all I do the whole day through is dream of you (Dream of you)---- You're still the one I kiss good night

Ain't nothin' better We beat the odds together I'm glad we didn't listen ---- My mama doesn't trust you, baby And my daddy doesn't know you, no (My oh my); And papa says he got malo in him(Havana) ---- Look at what we’d missin’

- Kiss me by Sixpence None the Richer

Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You'll wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor ---- Expectations MV---- Lift your open hand Strike up the band, and make the fireflies dance ---- Burning, fire and dancing are everywhere in Lauren and Camila’s songs---- Silvermoon's sparkling So kiss me

- Fly with me by Jonas Brothers

If time was still The sun would never never find us ---- SUN!! We could light up The sky tonight ---- MOON!! I would see the world through your eyes ---- Camila is obsessed with Lauren’s, also “ When I look in your eyes / I see through to my soul” (No way)----- Leave it all behind

If it's you and me forever If it's you and me right now ----- All the strangers are gone (In the dark)----That'd be alright Be alright If we chase the stars to lose our shadows

Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine ---- Camila loves Peter Pan, also Camren talking about Tinkerbell and Wendy in this interview ---- So won't you fly with me ---- Camila’s fairy wings and angel references in Romance ----

Maybe you were just afraid ---- Lauren had hard time admitting she’s attracted to women ---- Knowing you were miles away From the place where you needed to be And that's right here with me

- Sweet disposition by Tamper Trap

-----Lauren’s tumblr name------

Sweet disposition Never too soon Oh, reckless abandon Like no one's watching you

A moment, a love A dream aloud A kiss, a cry Our rights, our wrongs ----- the inconsistency of their relationship, expectations, moments - only having the nights for each other, not too many days off---- A moment, a love A dream aloud A moment, a love A dream, aloud

So stay there 'Cause I'll be coming over ----- I love it when you call me / you keep me coming (Señorita); this love calling my name (This love) ---- And while our blood's still young It's so young, it runs And won't stop 'til it's over Won't stop to surrender

Songs of desperation I played them for you

- Drops of Jupiter by Train

Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey She acts like summer and walks like rain --- loving you was sunshine, but then it poured (Consequences); Will you be the sun or the pouring rain? (Who are you)----- Reminds me that there's a-time to change, hey, hey Since the return of her stay on the moon --- MOON She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey Hey, hey

But tell me Did you sail across the sun? ----SUN Did you make it to the Milky Way ---- All night MV ----- To see the lights all faded? And that Heaven is overrated?Tell me Did you fall from a shooting star --- I thank God and my lucky stars Darling, don't you know what you are? (Beautiful) ----

One without a permanent scar? ---- Everyone comes with scars but you can live them away (No way) ----

But tell me Did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day --- instead of just at night in secret?? ----

And head back to the Milky Way? And tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find? And did you miss me while you were Looking for yourself out there?

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken ---- Chickens!! :) ---- Your best friend always sticking up for you Even when I know you're wrong? Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance Five-hour phone conversation The best soy latte that you ever had, and me?

- I’ll be your man by James Blunt

Too many voices, too many noises ---- Little voices in my head (consequences)----

Invisible wires keeping us apart --- management?---- So many choices, but they're all disappointments And they only seal me away from you

Climb into our own private bubble ----secret relationship --- Let's get into all kinds of trouble

Slide over here let your hands feel the way --- touch me till I find myself in a feeling (Easy)--- There's no better method to communicate --- Tell me with your hands slow (Living proof) --- Girl stop your talking words just get in the way --- Baby, could you shut up? / 'Cause I don't need you to come up with excuses / I just need your eyes on me (Back to me)---- I'll be your man So baby come over from the end of the sofa --- this couch is getting smaller (Into it)---- I'll be your man, I'll be your man

So many faces, staring at their shoelaces When all anyone wants is to be seen So tonight let's be honest We only want to be wanted And darling you got me wanting you

What are we all looking for? Someone we just can't ignore it's Real love dripping from my heart You've got me tripping What are we all looking for?

- No air by Jordin Sparks

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?

If I should die before I wake It's 'cause you took my breath away Losing you is like living in a world with no air, oh ---- Losing you I couldn’t face but to love you is worse (This love) ---

I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave ---- Up in bed, all alone (Expectations)---- My heart won't move, it's incomplete Is there a way I could make you understand?

But how Do you expect me, to live alone with just me? 'Cause my world revolves around you It's so hard for me to breathe

I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew right off The ground and float to you There's no gravity to hold me down, for real

But somehow I'm still alive inside You took my breath but I survived I don't know how but I don't even care

Camren supposedly broke up in the second half of 2015, but I think this song is not about this break up yet, since they were all added to the playlist on the same day.

Expectations, consequences, In the dark, Real friends, This love, More than that can be related to this period. Read Karlaswine’s analysis of In the dark, some great insights there.

They probably got back together in the beginning of 2016. (Songs to fall in love to playlist from Feb 2016)

Conclusions

Every single song on this playlists has so many Camren references. They are all love songs except for the last one, so we can assume it was still ok in August 2015. I’m really suprised how much sun and moon Camila can find in other’s songs. Also these songs seem to fit her writing style and her vibe.

I’m gonna analyse the other playlists too and it gets interesting in the following years when she starts going back to songs from 2015 2016 in e.g 2018 ---> Camren is still alive? Stick with me ;)

#camren #gaymila #lauren jauregui #camila and lauren #camila cabeyo #camrenisreal #fifth harmony #camila #lauren #romance #expectations

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queen-of-deans-booty · 4 years

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Drops of Jupiter

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word Count: 1,810

Warnings: minor mentions of psychological abuse in relationships, fluff at the end

Summary: You finally reutrn home after a longtrip around the world. You miss your best friend, but he may miss you more.

Beta: she wants to remain anonymous

Squares Filled: drops of jupiter by train for spnsongbingochallenge (2019 card) // road trip for @spngenrebingo

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One thing I hate doing is saying goodbye to the love of my life. She doesn’t know she’s the love of my life, but it’s not like I can just tell her that. She has big dreams to travel the world and experience many cultures and try different kinds of food from their native place. I’m stuck on the set of Supernatural, and while I love my job with all of my heart, it kills me that I can’t give her what she wants.

Each time she comes back, she’s changed in some way, but I know the woman I fell for is still underneath all the tan skin and sun-kissed hair. I want to tell her to stay with me, but how can I take away her dreams? I'm nobody, and I can’t give her the world right now. I can give her my world, but I don’t think she wants that.

Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's a-time to change, hey, hey Since the return of her stay on the moon She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey Hey, hey

She’s finally back. We stopped filming for the week since the director needed to go to the hospital where his family is. I offered to direct, but he had a set vision for these next few episodes that production will pick back up when he gets back. Y/N is back in town, and I know she’s going to tell me all about how she loved the places she visited. I offered to meet her at a coffee shop, which is where I’m heading now. I can’t wait to see her even if she might be a different person.

She’s there when I arrive, and I can’t help but stare at the person she’s become. Is it weird all I see is the girl I grew up with? The girl that used to invite me to her sleepovers because I didn’t have many guy friends of my own? I wasn’t allowed to sleep in her room per her parent’s request, but that didn’t stop her from coming to me. We all slept in the living room because she didn’t want me feeling left out.

Now she’s here, and I can see the physical change. She looks brighter, happier, and I wonder if meeting me was something she felt like she had to do. Her hair is brighter, her skin is darker, and she wears the clothes from her many journeys across the world. She looks warm and bright, but all I can think about is how graceful and beautiful she can be. She resembles rain for being so delicate and gentle.

“Jensen!” she calls my name once she sees me. I force a smile on my face and head over to her. I give her a tight hug, and I can tell she’s lost a lot of weight. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not.

“Wow, you look amazing,” I compliment as we take out seats.

“I would hope so. I didn’t spend a whole week at Barbados for nothing,” she laughs. She immediately digs in deep about where she’s been and what she’s been doing, and I try my best to listen to her. All I can focus on is how dreamy she looks when she talks of these places.

She would never want to stay here in Vancouver with me. Why would she when she’s experienced the world?

But tell me did you sail across the sun Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded And that heaven is overrated?

“Are you happy?” I ask.

“What do you mean?” she wonders and takes a bite of the salad she ordered when she got here.

“Is the world everything you thought it would be?”

“And more!” she exclaims. “I never thought I would ever see such beautiful landmarks! I mean the beaches are so clear, the people are so nice, and the food is delicious! I don’t know why I didn't do this sooner!”

She tells me all the reasons she loves traveling, but she never mentions the people she’s with. I know she went on her own, but she must have made friends along the way. All I’m hearing about is nature and how good the food is. That’s no way to travel. I’ve tried going to places by myself, and it’s never as fun as going with someone I love. It’s why I love going to conventions with Jared, Misha, and the rest of the cast. It’s about making memories with the people you love, not about the places you visit.

She can be just as happy here with me if she can only see I’m the one she should be with.

Tell me did you fall from a shooting star One without a permanent scar And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

I’m nowhere near perfect, but I think I can offer a lot more than she’s expecting. I have a great job if she’s interested in money (which I know she isn’t). I make her laugh, which is kind of important, in my opinion. I see the pictures she posted on her social media, and the smile she shows is not nearly as big as the one she has when I’m with her.

I feel as if she looks at the world through a corrected lense, and only sees what she wants to see. I’m real, I’m here, and I have scars that will be there for the rest of my life--emotional and physical. There are no lenses that can cover them up. I don’t know if that’s what scares her, but I don’t know how to tell her that these scars made me a better person.

Did she even miss me while she was out there, living her life? Did she meet guys and have fun with them while I’m back here wishing I was with her? Can’t she see how much this is affecting me? Or does she not care at all?

Now that she's back in the atmosphere I'm afraid that she might think of me as Plain ol' Jane, told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

While I have been around the world for conventions, I don’t really have any experiences from those countries. I go there, talk in front of groups, maybe sing, and then it’s off to the next country. I don’t really get time to myself to explore and make my own memories. Does Y/N think I’m too boring for her? Does she want someone as adventurous as her? I can be adventurous, but my job comes first. Supernatural is ending soon, so maybe after I’ll have some time for myself. Will she still be here when it’s over?

I guess the one thing I’m afraid of is her traveling, meeting new people, and telling them of me--the guy she knew back home who is too afraid to actually do something with my life. I don’t see myself as that kind of guy, but whenever she rolls into town, I can’t help but see that. Will I ever be good enough for her?

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken Your best friend always sticking up for you Even when I know you're wrong Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance Five-hour phone conversation The best soy latte that you ever had, and me

“Did you even miss me at all?” I blurt out, interrupting her story of how she went surfing with strangers she met in Australia.

“What?” she asks, her voice softening.

“You know, you travel all around the world, and I am so happy for you. I am so unbelievably happy for you that you get to do what you’ve always dreamed of doing. But don’t you miss me? I sure as hell miss you. I wasn’t going to say anything, but I don’t think I can do this anymore, Y/N.

“Don’t you miss having deep-fried chicken with me in my trailer? How we challenge each other who can finish the bucket first without throwing up? Don’t you miss the way I stick up for you in arguments I know you’re wrong? I still do it anyway because I love the way you smile and giggle when you’ve won.

“Don’t you miss the way we would dance together at Supernatural parties. That first dance when your heart pounds in excitement and nerves? What about the five-hour phone conversations we would have when we couldn’t sleep at night? You know, I haven’t heard your voice in over seven months because you’re up with I’m sleeping and vice versa.

“Don’t you miss the way I would bring you your soy latte that I know you like? I never got it wrong, and I don’t think people in Italy or Russia knows you the way I do. You can travel around the world and see all these great places, but they don’t have me. Don’t you miss me? Because I miss you every damn second of my life, and it kills me to see you so happy without me.”

“Jensen,” she whispers as a tear fell from her eye. I fear I’ve gone too far and ruined whatever we had left, but she gets up and joins me on my side of the booth.

“I miss you more than you realize. These places are no fun without you. That’s why I try to do all these fun things so I can forget how much I miss you. But, I stay alone in my hotel room every night and just cry because you’re not there next to me. It’s why I left early and came back. I don’t want to do this without you.”

“I can't go anywhere until filming is done. I have conventions in the summer, the cast and I need to go to.”

“It doesn’t matter. Anywhere with you is an adventure. You are what makes it fun. I’m sorry I didn’t realize it sooner, but I’m realizing it now. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” I struggle to get out because of how emotional I am. I waste no time and cup her cheeks. She meets me halfway, and I finally get to feel what her lips are like, how soft they can be, and what they taste like. The woman I used to know is coming out of her shell, and I’m proud of myself for finding her. She is nowhere near done experiencing the world, but she’ll wait for me to see the rest.

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inkstainedmac · 3 years

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T A S K # NO. 1 - LOVE POTION NO.9

★ CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT - AMORTENTIA ★

SAOIRSE NIAMH MACMILLAN

Now that she's back in the atmosphere; with drops of Jupiter in her hair. She acts like summer and walks like rain reminds me that there's time to change. Since the return from her stay on the moon, she listens like spring and talks like June. But tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded and that heaven is overrated? Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star? One without a permanent scar and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there? - Drops of Jupiter, Train

NEW PARCHMENT - The promise of new hopes and ideas, each fresh page offering endless possibilities. Ink stains dripping onto hand made papers as if the worlds woven in her words could barely escape quills fast enough for her own satisfaction. A warm glow and gratitude of escaping, scribbling endless thoughts that leave her mind wondering, all finding a home upon the loose parchments and towers of notebooks as if daring a story to leap from the pages and sing. For nostalgia sake, to give her memories and endless thoughts peace. Somewhere to reminisce of old adventures, forgotten moments and decipher feelings she can’t quite grasp. Hours under candle light, towering trees and the night stars; the world her back drop as she tried to grasp onto words that could never hold its beauty.

WILD FLOWERS - Dancing in a field of wildflowers, its almost as if the scent takes her home. To Ireland, prancing around the forgotten fields as if it were everything they needed to forget about the world and the weight of growing up. Orlaith’s and Marianne’s laughter echoing in the soft breeze as it wound with the soft strum of Fionn’s guitar. Harmony, peace and the wild nature that felt more like home than the four walls of her bedroom. Cracked widows and a gentle breeze, gently brushing through capped curtains on summer mornings. Offering the earths tantalizing wish and a moment of embrace as if holding her own family dearly.

BURNING LOG WOOD - The smell of a cackling fire, the echoes of laughter and cigarette smoke lingering in the air as the embers light up the warmth cascading across Sybill @sybilltrelawneyx, Edgar @edgar-bones, Tilden, Eve and Gus’ @augustusmabbott features in an incandescent glow. Comforting and gentle it brought back the love of friendship, dear and cherished deeply with the countless hours spent exchanging whispered secrets and dreams of the future sung off key to Fleetwood Mac songs.

HONEY - A gentle comfort, sweetness laced in steered tea and the muffled butterflies caused by a familiar cheeky grin. Spoonfuls of honey drizzled over morning pancakes made at home or stolen from the great hall, teasing dabs of the golden trickle on noses both hers and Gus’ @augustusmabbott and the laughter than echoed so deep in her bones it made her soul shine. Even the small familiar smell of her best friend wrapped tightly in her arms, laced with the smell of old records, toothpaste, smoke and honey. Comforting nostalgia and the hints of a person that had always been her better side and partner in crime. Like their souls were old friends, destined to find each other no matter what life they led.

#here comes the sun and i say its alright || muse #oh i believe in yesterday || character development #ob la di ob la da life goes on || task #lucy in the sky with diamonds || sybil #I know that I just need you like I've never done before || augustus #remember to let her into your heart then you can start to make it better || orlaith #blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly || fionn #singing words of wisdom let it be || marianne #strawberry fields forever || eve #you say you want a revolution || edgar #in an octopus' garden with you || tilden #i get by with a little help from my friends || misfits #we all live in a yellow submarine || macmillans

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deerlyloved · 3 years

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drops of jupiter

under cut: a long story about my oc mei finding a piece of her past...and breaking down

Sweat dripped from Mei's forehead, and she raised the back of her hand to wipe it off, eyes flicking from end to end of the metal corridor as she walked. Rea was behind her, a fact that made her ever-growing nerves slow just a bit. And then, he spoke.

"What was that?"

Mei gulped, shaking her head, "I don't know. I just… I just don't know, Captain."

The use of his title from the blue-haired woman made Rea almost grimace, and he felt the need to mention it-- She only used. titles when she was too nervous to think of a funny comeback, some small rebellious comment.

"We just… Let's keep moving, okay? Let's find the other two, safety in numbers. One thing at a time, you know me." Mei gave a nervous laugh, and the anxiety she felt seemed to strike Rea as well, the patch of scales above his eyes glowing faintly before they dimmed like they did when he felt 'connected' with someone's feelings.

After a few more steps, Mei slowed down, putting a hand up and then tapping her ear to tell Rea to listen. There was some noise from deeper in the collection of junk, echoing off so many walls and metal barriers that it was distorted and broken, but still audible. Rea looked confused, just as Mei did, and she motioned to keep walking, though more slowly.

The longer they walked, the louder the noise grew, until a noticeable tune could be understood. Something seemed to dawn on Mei once this new rhythm could be understood, and her face fell once they reached a door. It connected to another ship that was connected to it through chains, the two ramps from the doors resting on each other to form a bridge.

Across the bridge that dropped into the void, barely encircled by fiberglass, there was a door spray painted with pink stripes, graffitied with 'No Entry!' and a crude drawing of a gun and bullets. Mei stared at it for longer than she wanted to admit, until Rea put a large, rough hand on her shoulder. She didn't hear what he asked of her, but she answered anyway, "Let's go." She murmured, moving across the bridge. She opened the door easily, it had been busted through ages ago, and moved inside.

The corridor led to a wider space, what was supposed to be a control area had been obviously used as a living room at some point, though any valuables in it had long been stripped from it. Wires hung from walls where valuable material had been ripped out, holes in the window in the perfect shape of projectiles from a typical war ship that went straight into the floor and wall behind it, the whole place was a mess.

And yet, Mei looked upon the whole area with bitter knowing, and Rea wondered briefly if she knew this ship. The woman took a slow, almost cautious step in, like she was expecting it to snatch her up and swallow her whole, but nothing happened. Debris floated carelessly around them, the artificial gravity barely holding down the few pieces of furniture that remained, sparks from the wires with what must have been the bare minimum amount of power left, trying their hardest to continue their work.

The tune that bellowed out from ships away rung clear and true inside this one, though through busted intercoms, slightly staticky and echoing off empty walls and stagnant air. Rea shut the door behind them, the air that had left the room returning through a barely functioning aerator. It made a rattling noise when it activated.

The intercom blared out an old song, and Rea remembered so distinctly hearing Mei sing it in her free time. Drops of Jupiter.

Whoever owned this ship before it was made junk, they were clearly skilled to have equipment still functioning, or at least trying to. The place looked like it had been dead for years, if not longer.

"Do you think it's in here too?"

"No." Mei answered, more matter-of-factly than she had been with anything before, "Internal defenses work better the longer the ships offline. The run off technology from Icka's species."

"Mei…?"

"They kill anything that doesn't belong. Hostile life, basically. Anything that doesn't come in with me or my seal is eliminated."

Rea didn't reply, and Mei didn't say anything further. She simply walked in further to the ship, glancing towards the cracked and broken window, sealed with last minute expanding foam. She remembered when it was cracked. The fear she felt for a split second when the projectile went whizzing over her head. The instant beeping from Karen over the intercom, the warning of the broken window.

The song began to replay the song, repeating for one of the hundreds of thousands of times.

Now that she's back in the atmosphere, with drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey

"Let's go."

"Mei, what is--"

"Not now. Not now, Rea. Anywhere else, any time else, but not…"

She started walking before she finished, walking down the corridor that split off from the main room. "This leads to the escape pods and the emergency exit. Hopefully they're connected to more junk."

She acts like summer and walks like rain, reminds me that there's a-time to change, hey, hey

Rea followed, though hesitantly, face grim as he watched the usual perky, upbeat woman brought so solemn by a rundown junk ship. She had her gun drawn, lowered towards the ground as she walked carelessly. She obviously was confident in those defenses she was talking about, and Rea once more found it contagious.

Mei stuttered to a stop after a few seconds of walking in silence, turning her head to the right with a frown. She moved to open the door, pressing her hand into the metal before she pushed it open, the sliding door screeching but eventually giving in. It opened up to a room that was just as bright as the door outside. Decorated in pink, torn and faded posters barely clinging to the walls with tape, obviously scavenged through knick-knacks and missing weapons from weapon racks, and in the corner, a bed.

Since the return of her stay on the moon, she listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey. Hey, hey.

It had a blue bed set, decorated with stars and planets like a child's, messy as could be. A poster of an Earth singer hung above the bed, smiling out into an empty room. Mei stood in the doorway for a few silent moments before she moved further in, slinging her gun back over her shoulder as she looked around the room.

It had, funnily enough, barely been touched. Just as messy as she left it, with a few things missing.

"This room was the only place I could feel safe." She managed to say, though breathlessly. "Only place that made me feel like I was home. Back with my dad. Safe again. I don't know why I ever left him."

But tell me , did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded? And that heaven is overrated?

"I thought it was my destiny, I guess. It just ended up being why…" She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence as she spotted a floating picture frame, barely hovering over a nightstand next to her old bed.

Her feet moved before she could even realize it, and soon she was reaching for the frame, hand outstretched shaky as she grabbed it and pulled it back to her. Mei flipped it in her hands, face contorted into a look of sorrow.

It was a picture of her and her dad. She was a little younger than she was currently, lacking the trademark scar across her eye, hair just as bright blue as ever but this time short and covered by a yellow beanie. She had her arms around an older Japanese man, wearing the exact contrast to her outfit, a button up shirt with a vest and tie, while Mei was in a bright pink tank top and jean shorts in the picture. The man looked kind, a loving smile to match Mei's excited one, arms wrapped around her just as tight.

Tell me, did you fall from a shooting star? One without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Mei clutched the picture close to her chest, staring into the darkness outside of the small, untouched window above the nightstand. She didn't hear Rea approach her, barely noticed when he put a large, clawed hand on her shoulder.

The song echoed through the halls. Mei turned it on before she left. As she rushed through the halls, she had slid into the computer room, uploading Karen's consciousness onto a flash drive as she leaned over to the intercom system. She figured if there was a chance she wouldn't make it, she'd go out listening to a good goddamn song.

Now that she's back from that soul vacation, tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey. She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo, reminds me that there's a-room to grow, hey, hey, yeah

Mei remembered running through the halls, her robotic friend tucked safely into a flash drive where the ship falling apart around them couldn't hurt her. She remembered barely managing to get into an escape pod, crashing to an unknown planet with the first injury she'd received in a long while.

Most of all, Mei remembered being captured. Hauled in to the ship she couldn't outrun on land with her new injuries, face dripping blue blood as she was thrown behind bars for a reason she still couldn't understand. She remembered a human walking in, and the confusion that struck her before she spoke.

"Ms. Amari. We regret to inform you that your father, Richard Amari, was murdered two nights ago. You are a suspect in the case opened on this atrocity, as your sealed records have revealed...” They sighed at her, like they were bored, “You have the right to remain silent, as anything you say will be used as evidence in the case. You have the right to defend yourself in this case, if you wish. Do you understand what I have told you, and do you agree to a discussion of your involvement in this situation?"

Such a mouthful. So many words for 'we're framing you for murder, dumbass, also we killed your dad', now wasn't it?

Now that she's back in the atmosphere, I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane, told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land.

"Mei."

The voice was different, and it snapped her back to reality, though just barely. Just barely. It was rough, deep, has a hint of a hiss to it.

"Mei, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Mei replied, shrugging off the hand on her shoulder, the picture still clutched close to her chest.

"Mei, what happened here?"

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? And head back to the Milky Way?

Mei winced, her frown deepening, a permanent grimace on her face now as she stared at Rea. Where would she even start?

"I…I was framed. You know that. The story of Mei, a supposed martyr. An Earth official from the US was xenophobic, he wanted to start a war again to ruin Earth's relationship with the Citadel. So, he killed a handful of important humans, one of which…"

"Was your dad."

"Yeah. They tried to frame me for it, and tried to frame others for the other murders, and… It worked. But you know me, right?" Mei gave a saddened chuckle, "I don't go down without a fight… So I escaped. I stayed on the run, found evidence, and when that bastard was giving a speech--"

"I know. You killed him."

And tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

"Killed him? I pinned him down on stage. I played all the recordings I had, showed all the proof that he had plotted it all and set it all up. Karen had a slideshow going past on every channel. I made everyone watch those poor people being murdered. I ruined him. He couldn't even defend himself, hard to think with a gun in your mouth."

"Those below, Mei, that's--"

"Less than what he had coming for him. That was him getting off easy. So was getting the quick way out when I pulled the fucking trigger."

Rea seemed almost uncomfortable, but he didn't show it, just watching, listening, waiting.

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken? Your best friend always sticking up for you, even when I know you're wrong. Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance? Five-hour phone conversation, the best soy latte that you ever had, and me.

"They destroyed my ship. Tried to shoot me down, didn't work, so they captured me. I ran through here thinking I was going to die. Downloaded Karen. Kept running. I was planning on…On going back to Earth when I was shot at. To see him."

Rea had nothing to say in return. It was evident on his face that he was at a loss for words for once, and he stared at her with some mix of shock and sympathy on his face. To Mei, however, it just looked like pity, and she glared at him.

"Don't look at me like that. Don't. I got revenge. I fixed it. It's why I'm here, they couldn't convict me of murder without making me a martyr. Couldn't kill me without riots. So don't look at me like that."

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? And head back toward the Milky Way?

"What way?"

"That way! Like you're sad for me! Don't be sad for me, don't think this is sad!"

"It is sad!"

"It's a goddamn travesty! You shouldn't be sad here, you shouldn't think the worst moments of my life are sad, because you have no idea what it was actually like, Rea!"

And tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded? And that heaven is overrated?

"I can still feel bad for you, Mei!"

"No you can't. You can't because feeling bad that my father was murdered, that my life was ruined, that the only people that could protect me mocked me in a jail cell after I brought that fucker to justice because I was a vigilante, because I should have trusted the system."

The air between them grew tense, and Rea bristled as she clenched her fists around the picture frame in her hands.

"You can't feel bad for me because you're a CCF officer, Rea, you serve the Earth government."

"So do you--"

"Because they made me. My choices were rot in jail or join the CCF. One more attempt to control me and keep their public image while they were at it."

And tell me, did you fall from a shooting star? One without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself…

They stared at each other, Mei with a contempt she'd hidden since she'd joined the CCF, Rea with a look of surprise and his trademark disapproval. The room was silent, save for the blaring music from the intercom, but Rea broke the silence between them with a sigh, a groan, and a shake of his head.

"We will…discuss this later. We need to find the other members of our team. We have a mission, let's finish it."

Mei didn't reply. She just kept the picture frame cradled against her chest, face heavy as she turned to walk out of the room and through the broken sliding door. The tune played as she trekked through the corridor, Rea just behind her like before, but this time the silence wasn't one of strategy and trust, but rather quiet seething and a fear of losing someone else.

And are you lonely looking for yourself out there?

#sci fi #sci fi oc #my writing #my ocs #mei

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ktheist · 5 years

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prologue: straight into hell

angel!jungkook x soon-to-be-demon!reader. 1.4k words. fluff (or angst if you see it that way) & comedy!

A lot of people don’t know this, but angels are actually God’s hitmen. And the misunderstood demons are merely soul guiders. (x)

“Pretty, isn’t it?”

Jungkook’s eyes are flecked with silver, his smile, like that of a fascinated child. It sends chills to your spine. The sight before you had not been all too familiar. A child weeps beside his mother’s dead body, a man drags himself across the street, paralyzed waist down. A young boy who would look you and Jungkook’s age had you been mortal, tells his friend he hadn’t seen his cousin when he saw familiar red shoe attached to a leg.

“Let’s go back.” You say dryly, the nearest trees trembling as your wings flare.

“Listen, can you hear them?” Jungkook whizzes past you with excitement, “ah, music to my ear.”

At this speed and height, the air pressure is strong enough to burst a mortal’s eardrum but you can hear just fine. The newscasters’ rushed sentence, the shouts to evacuate, the crackling of fire not too far from the city which ether Jungkook had split into two with his bare hands.

“There are people dying,” you regret snapping at him the moment his expression drops.

“You’re distressed,” he asserts as though he’s surprised, “the council-”

“-Has changed. It didn’t used to be like this, we only take lives when we need to. You’ve changed.”

Before he gets the chance to say anything, you spread your wings, cutting through the air.

“H-hey, I almost fell!” Jungkook calls out when the wave almost blew him off like a leaf.

Your wings are made of a Fae’s blood. Strum with gold feathers, it catches the rays of the evening sun and calls for the mortals who sail the seas. In your youthful days, you would soar across the horizon so the ocean would look as though there were treasures at the bottom. Men had jumped off their boat in greed only to either drown or be caught by the sirens.

Your wings, they easily overpower Jungkook’s.

Taehyung’s already waiting for you as you truck your wings together. His face is marred with the centuries he’s lived. His wings, made of the moon’s gleam, are getting duller than when you first saw him - almost grey.

“They’re here. They’re ready. You know you don’t have to -”

You cautiously eye the marbled frames where the doors are supposed to be, “I don’t but I want to.”

He shakes his head, a fragile smile on his lips, “It doesn’t have to be you.”

“The revolution has to have a face,” you grimly return his smile, “it just so happens that I’m more popular than you.”

Jungkook’s booming voice yells for you two “love birds” to move aside. He’s probably winked at approximately two Seers and an Ashura before he does actually land.

You roll your eyes, treading towards the door only to have him squeeze between you and Taehyung, resulting for the latter to trail behind you two, “what a day at work.”

“Stop slacking off, you have to report to Gabriel, remember?”

The boy groans as though dreading the meeting with the lion - you wouldn’t blame him, Gabes isn’t fun at parties.

“Why can’t I report to you like I always did? Why do you have to upgrade?”

You give him a hard look which he doesn’t seem to be affected at all, “we’ve talked about this, there-”

“Can’t be two archangels the same sky, yeah yeah.”

A sigh escapes your lips when you see the pout he’s making, “Besides, Taehyung’s staying, right Tae?”

When you look over your wings, the last thing you see are midnight black nails. It happened too soon, the searing burn on your back as though someone’s thrown a ball of hellfire right at your wings, the blurred vision of Jungkook yelling for everyone to get out of the way as the world spins.

You don’t know how long it’s been - time runs slower for you. A day on earth is a minute in heaven. If they hadn’t banished you while you were blacked out. You refuse to believe it but there was no mistaking those talons - they were once objects of fascination; while the Seraphs shine brighter than the dew drop of a moon, Taehyung had come to you in a beautiful midnight that engulfs the milky way.

Now, you wince as you sit up; the pain in your back numbs only by a notch. Now, you suffer the consequence of falling for something that was never meant for you.

“They’ve captured the rebels and banished them. You’re the only one left. Taehyung -” his voice breaks and he’s forced to take a breath to calm himself, “Taehyung says you’re the leader. The only reason they haven’t banished you is because Gabriel wanted you to have at least a fair trial - it’s the least the council could do after all that you’ve done.”

You laugh dryly, “what exactly have I done in my hundred centuries of living?”

“You started the great wars and ended both when not even the Seraphs could,” Jungkook’s voice cracks again - that’s a second.

“I didn’t like it - causing so much death. I was carrying out orders until I realize I don’t want to anymore,” the chains on your ankle lights up as you shuffle around, “it was nice of Gabes to give me the benefit of the doubt. What about you though, do you believe Taehyung?”

His gaze trembles but he keeps it on you as though thrown off by what you’re implying, “you’re joking, right?”

“Do you see me laughing?” You hiss at the sizzle the chain makes when you stand, ignoring Jungkook’s scrunched up expression as though it physically pains him to see you rot in this dungeon with metal chains absorbing your livelihood with every minute.

You stand in front of him, the only thing separating you are the bars though no silver could overcome the moon flecks in his eyes.

“I would rather die than feed on the fake sympathy of the council.” You glower, fangs that you never have now bare and ready to snap Jungkook’s pretty little neck, your vision is bright red and the chains on your ankles and wrist crackle as the smell of burning flesh fills the air, the pounding headache you felt when you wake up slowly dissipating as you feel something growing on your head, “You and the rest can go to hell.”

Jungkook takes a step back. And another. and another until he’s wheezing down the hallway like he’s seen you grow another head.

Well, they’re actually thorns.

Taehyung never looked at you throughout the whole trial. That’s fair, you wouldn’t want to look at the hideous creature you’ve become. Overtime you’ve grown talons as nails - one not as pretty-looking as the ones Taehyung used to rip your wings (and got away with it on the ground that you were a traitor). You’ve also grown a tail which had flail and accidentally lit an Seer’s satin dress on fire. It’s been flailing around behind your back as though it has a mind of its own and it wants every celestial in the room burned alive.

“The council hereby banishes you,” Gaberial, in his elderly wise voice says, his slit-like eyes not bothering to hide the disappointment you’ve caused him, “to hell.”

Whispers break out a second later. The Archangels remain quiet but the angels don’t bother looking away as they lean to the person next to them and whisper - not that you can’t hear them.

“Despicable!”

“Who would have thought? ____? A traitor?”

“Lord Taehyung had to rip the wings of his own fiance to stop her from betraying the cause.”

“Look at the thing she’s become. If I never knew she was an Archangel, I would’ve believed her to be a full flesh demon.”

You don’t expect for Jungkook to speak up, lips curled condescendingly, “Angels! You’re in the presence of the council, at least have some class.”

When he meets your gaze, the muscles of your face relaxes as you shoot him a smile of gratitude to which his lips twitch ever slight.

Gaberiel clears his throat, before asking you if you had any last words.

“I’ll never understand how the council could be so fucked up as to order a mass massacre. Being banished to hell is better than taking the lives of millions and calling it a purification. We’ve strayed too far from the course - I pray one day you’ll see the light.”

A few physically winces at your choice of word - good.

With two taps of Gaberial’s paws, the ground before you opens up to an ocean of scorching hot flames. You wince only to realize they’re nowhere as scalding as the chains you’re bound to while the angels that trash talked you leap for the door, unable to take the heat and the higher class angels struggle to maintain their composure.

You take a look at Taehyung for the first and last time and your heart still skips a beat when you realize his eyes are on you. Still as warm as the evening sun.

Then you’re plunging a hundred million feet straight into hell.

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Limerence [M] ︳02

Pairing: Zuko x OC

Genre: Romance, mainly fluff with future smut, and if you squint hard enough - you’ll find some angst.

Rating: SFW

Words: 4300+ (Chapters will be longer as we go along - trust me).

Notes: As noted before - I plan on re-writing chapters one and two in the future (or after I’m done writing the series), the content will be the same, just written ‘better’. Thanks for the likes and reposts my awesome buns <3

Masterlist ︳01 ︳ 03

❤ Buy me a coffee? ❤

Limerence: (English/n.) the state of being infatuated with another person.

The moment their eyes locked they knew - the flames within him twisted while the water within her turned. It was a connection, a connection that would lead to love, adventure, and drama.

Cheiloproclitic

(English/adj.) Being attracted to a person’s lips.

~ Fire Lord Zuko ~

“Smile - it's the key to unlocking people’s hearts, Zuko.” Uncle Iroh said with a great smile on his face, his hands placed in front of him. I looked at him and scoffed, “What hearts do you think I'll be unlocking during my visit Uncle?”

We stood at the edge of the pier. It was early in the morning, the sun starting to rise and cast a vibrant range of reds and yellows along the water. Everyone was set to depart for our journey to the Southern Water Tribe, well, expect me.

I stood on the dock with Uncle Iroh as the guards and servants stood off to the side, waiting at the ramp for my departure. Uncle Iroh chuckled, shaking his head at my refusal to 'unlock people's hearts'. “It’s an old saying I heard long ago, but I have good feelings about this trip. I feel like you’ll return as a different man.” A tiny smile flickered across my lips as I crossed my arms across my chest, “That’s the point, a nice vacation. Spend some time with old friends.”

I was genuinely excited about the trip but also apprehensive.

The notion of leaving the kingdom for a bit was not unnerving to me; I was leaving the Nation in good hands. Instead, it has been a while since I could relax, and I wondered if I could even handle such a simple task anymore. Suddenly political meetings seemed more straightforward than kicking back and letting the sun soak in my skin…or cold in this case.

“You left the Nation in good hands, and maybe when you come back I'll have a new holiday set in place, Oolong Tea Appreciation Day…” Uncle Iroh mused.

I let out a sigh, “Something tells me you aren’t joking…”

Uncle Iroh must have heard as he let out a hearty laugh, his hand falling upon my shoulder. My eyes widen, completely caught off guard. The sudden contact was foreign, and for split second, I found myself as stiff as a board. I never realized how isolating being Fire Lord was until moments like these, moments of affection. Uncle Iroh noticed, his playfulness disappearing, a look of sympathy erupting as he gave my shoulder a soft squeeze, “I'm proud of you Zuko. Now go and enjoy yourself…”

Without thinking twice, I reached over and hugged him, something I haven’t done in a while. I could feel the smile Uncle Iroh held as he hugged me back instantly. Not a single word was spoken between us as the hug itself spoke plenty already.

Slowly we parted, and with that I walked towards the ship, ready for my long voyage. Standing at the ramp, I turned around one last time, Uncle Iroh waving gleefully.

“Fire Lord Zuko, permission to depart?” A guard spoke from behind me.

I waved to Uncle Iroh, bidding him my final farewell, before I noticed a figure standing off in the distance, near the main gates. Long black hair, half buns, red robes that were too long…Mai. My shoulders tensed as I could feel her piercing glare from inside the ship. My waving hand dropped to my side once again, my lips pressing together tightly, forming a thin line on my face. The last time we spoke was our argument.

“Permission granted,”

The guard huffed, beginning to raise the ramp. Although the ramp raised speedily, it didn’t seem fast enough - feeling the lingering glare from Mai.

“Fire Lord Zuko, may I offer you some tea?”

I turned around to see a petite maid standing next to me. My forehead scrunched up; she seemed familiar as if I had just seen her… “You were the maid who offered me tea in my office after Countess Mai left, correct?”

Her eyes widen, most likely amazed I remembered her. “Yes, Fire Lord Zuko.” She stuttered out. I couldn’t exactly be upset at her evident shock. There were many servants present at the kingdom; it was at times difficult to remember faces let alone names. But unlike my infamous father, I did treat my servants with some respect and insured they were given a safe place to rest for themselves and their families. I couldn’t stop the cold shiver that ran up my spine remembering how cruel Fire Lord Ozai and my lovely sister, Azula, were to them.

“What’s your name?”

“Lia, Fire Lord Zuko.”

“Are you new?” I asked.

“Yes, Fire Lord Zuko…that day I offered you tea was my first day…” She softly spoke. I was stunned; she’s pretty courageous to offer me tea on her first day. “I see…” I muttered, but the wheels in my head were turning. Lia was nice, offered and gave me some amazing tea, and she didn’t seem like such a traditional maid. She may be my ticket to relaxation…“How would you like to be my personal maid during my stay at the Southern Water Tribe?”

Lia looked taken aback by request. It was a bold request, and a considerable jump given her current position. But she seemed like the type who wouldn’t follow my every damn move during my vacation, something the more senior servants would do. I could actually relax, let loose, not worry if someone is watching me from the sidelines.

“I would love too, Fire Lord Zuko. But I would need to get it approved by the head-”

“When you grab my tea, tea of your choice, bring it to my study with any paperwork that I would need to fill out,” I spoke quickly. Lia nodded her head, looking rattled as she nervously patted her hands against her dress, “Yes Fire Lord Zuko, I will leave to get everything set.” I nodded, “Thank you, Lia.” I turned around – Lia standing there alone in shock, couldn’t blame her. She went from a simple tea maid to Fire Lord`s personal maid in seconds; all because she makes some great tea.

I let out a huff as I began walking to my office, ready to start reviewing Earth Nation paperwork regarding the United Republic of Nations. My hand anxiously ran through my hair; I couldn’t possibly have that much work left to complete…Two guards opened the large metal doors to my study as I walked in, documents and papers already stacked up on the wooden desk at the center of the room. I groaned, annoyed. These piles never seem to fucking disappear. Maybe I could just ��accidentally’ burn a pile or two…

I plopped myself upon my chair, defeated. This is why I needed a vacation – time to myself. Time to just relax and not spend hours on end scribbling my damn signature. Another week and half of sailing Zuko. That’s it, then you can relax. I reached in my study drawer to grab ink and pens, but a canvas stopped my movements, preventing me from grabbing my tools.

It was a small painting, primarily painted with different hues of blues and whites. I raised it and smiled softly; it was a family portrait of Katara, Sokka, Hakoda, and Aang. It was a gift Aang had brought to me during one of his visits, and I kept it in my office as a random souvenir. It was at last year’s Winter Solstice festival, but the more I let my eyes gaze around the painting, I couldn’t help but notice another figure standing beside Sokka…Ying Yue.

I heard countless stories from Sokka and Aang about her.

She was mixed ethnicity: Fire and Water Nation, and from what I grasped she was a bender. Probably a Firebender…only a Firebender would have golden eyes that shined as brightly as hers. But before I realized, I was staring at the painting longer than I had attended, wholly fixated on Ying Yue. She was beautiful; like Fire Nation royalty. Her long black hair cascaded well beyond her hips and she bore such an innocent smile that reached her eyes. The royal blues against her milky skin made her look like a delicate flower: a Hydrangea.

I put the picture back in the drawer, ready to get to work. As curious as I was to know about this mysterious Ying Yue, I was smarter than to trust a painting when it came to her appearance. The painter could have easily made Ying Yue look like a goddess. But…what if she did look like that…

‘Smile - it's the key to unlocking people’s hearts, Zuko.’

I shook my head and scoffed, “as if I'll be unlocking any hearts…”

Day after day, I worked away on paperwork in this forsaken office. Days became nights after sailing so aimlessly, and soon, the days became nothing more but a blur. That was why when Lia woke me up and told me that we were due to arrive in another hour I was surprised.

Everyone on the ship was vigorously preparing for anchoring. The guards and servants seemed eager to get off the boat, and I could empathize with them, it was beginning to get stuffy, and the thought of walking on land was something I was starting to miss. I'm beginning to understand Toph’s love for Earth.

That led me to where I was now — standing tall and proud at the end of the ramp in my uniform. Guards and servants were dressed a tad bit more formal than usual, their heads up high as they carefully lined behind me, “Fire Lord Zuko, permission to drop ramp?” a guard shouted. I sucked in a deep breath, excited that the moment has finally come. On the other side of this door was my friends, and a break from my responsibilities.

“Permission granted.”

I could hear the masses from outside of the vessel, not surprised that my arrival had attracted a crowd. The last time I came here, I tried to capture the Avatar. I chuckled to myself and watched in a daze as the ramp lowered. A smile snuck its way upon my face as I began feeling the cold air entering into the ship, a strange feeling against my warm skin. The sunlight shined and illuminated the boat the further the ramp was dropped, and I could begin seeing crowds of people from either side of the ramp.

With a final thud, the ramp dropped, and I was astonished at how different and modern everything has become since I last came. The landscape was unquestionably striking, the sun illuminating the endless fields of snow and ice and highlighting the magnificent structures that were built in place of the huts that once stood. But I quickly redirected my gaze to the small group of people eagerly awaiting in front of me.

Team Avatar stood together, Hakoda and Aang standing at the front with large smiles as they watched me approach them. I beamed, my boots scrunching over the thin layer of snow as I eagerly walked forward. I could feel the heavy boots of my guards following suit, the feeling of snow melting on my skin feeling wonderful, I could get used to this. My gaze fell over everyone, but I caught myself slightly tripping over my feet when I spotted her.

My breath hitched as I took in what I was seeing.

She stood delicately beside Sokka as she wore a stunning red dress, a Fire Nation dress. The dress hugged her body like a glove - accentuating curves that could make any man or woman go mad with lust. Her black hair was tied up with well ornate Bu Yao, small pieces of hair loosely framing her face. Her skin glistened under the sunlight, reminding me of the pearls fishers find during their voyages. Despite the distance, I could still make out her soft, delicate features: golden eyes that could make a man stop dead in his tracks. That can’t be her…she’s gorgeous, beyond gorgeous.

I quickly shifted my gaze elsewhere, awkward teenage Zuko starting to bubble out at the sight of a beautiful woman. You’re Fire Lord you dumbass, act like one. Entirely taken aback by her beauty, a beauty that was memorizing - tantalizing to the eye, I hadn’t noticed how close I was to the group. Aang’s facial hair had begun to grow in from the last time I saw him, but it had been some time since I last saw Hakoda. He had aged, a few wrinkles beginning to form around his eyes and lips, but he still stood tall, and it was clear he was in charge of everything.

“Fire Lord Zuko, I hope the journey here was smooth?” Hakoda spoke, his hand outstretched before me, which I grabbed as we shook hands. “Hakoda- it was rather quick, faster than I realized,” He grinned, pleased to hear, “It’s great to have you here.” I moved over to Aang; his hands pressed together in front of his chest as he took a deep bow. I mimicked his movements and held my bow as long and as deep as his.

“Someone fell in love…”

The distinct sounds of hushed voices and some chuckles coming from behind Aang caught my attention, my ears perking up at the sounds. The laughs and whispers all too familiar, Toph and Sokka. I began to straighten out, letting my eyes wander to the left of me. Sokka and Toph were suppressing massive grins on their faces, and as if Toph had felt my gaze upon her she placed her hand over her heart, moving her hand up and down while pointing in front of her.

I cocked a brow upwards, trying to understand what she was trying to hint at, looking at where she pointed. Why is she pointing at her? Her cheeks were flushed a bright red, seemingly flustered about something.

No, it can’t be…

I quickly faced Aang, “It's a pleasure to have you here Fire Lord Zuko.” Aang said, his voice sounding different from the frequent informal conversations we shared. I nodded, “Thank you for letting me stay,” I spoke as I gazed back at Hakoda. But from the corner of my eyes, I could still see Toph grinning madly, entertained about something. I moved to greet Katara, she smiled as she excitedly greeted me.

Is Toph trying to hint at what I think she is…?

I moved onto Sokka as he gave me a quick bow before shaking my hand, “I’m happy to see you again Fire Lord Zuko.” He said with a smile. I smiled back but quickly raised a brow and eyed her. Sokka seemed to have gotten the hint because a devilish grin painted his face. He stood beside me, and before I knew it, I was standing directly in front of her, “Fire Lord Zuko, I would love to introduce to you my adopted sister, Ying Yue Jiang.”

All of my assumptions were true; she was Ying Yue. As I looked at her up-close I realized that I was right, the painting indeed didn’t do justice regarding her appearance.

The painter only captured what seemed to be a sliver of the beauty she held.

Judging by the looks Toph gave me, and the way Sokka emphasized the word love, I think…I got it. She was totally checking me out, did she think I was attractive?

Her golden eyes meet mine as she gave me a shy smile, “It's a pleasure to meet you Fire Lord Zuko.” Her voice was honeyed, so sweet; I found myself craving to hear it once more. But the faint blush that painted her cheeks didn’t disappear, instead intensified the longer I stood in front of her.

A large coy smirk played along my lips, realizing how much fun I could have with a bit of teasing if I were right about her infatuation - which was not one-sided granted. Although a part of teenage Zuko awkwardness wanted to pop out again, another side wanted to have fun: to see how fun-to-tease she was as Sokka and Aang spoke about to me.

Without thinking twice, I knew what I had to do.

Before Ying Yue could process what was happening, I went down on one knee and gently grabbed her hand. Her skin was soft to the touch; not even the most exquisite silk could compare. Ever so slowly, I pecked her hand. I could feel her heartbeat beating erratically, and mouth slightly open ajar in shock as my fingers played along with her wrist. A proud grin erupting from me; she totally likes me.

Slowly inching away, my lips still hovering over her hand I spoke, “The pleasure is all mine, Ying Yue Jiang.”

~ Ying Yue Jiang ~

The moment the main doors closed Sokka and Zuko exchanged a huge hug, “Oh man, I can’t believe you’re actually here!” Sokka exclaimed. Zuko grinned, “Trust me, you owe me one. The amount of paperwork I had to do to get here…I deserve a vacation.” Aang had his arm wrapped around Katara, who laughed ecstatically, “Zuko, it’s been so long! Who is watching the Fire Nation in your place? How is your mom and little Kiyi?” Katara spewed, throwing question after question.

I stood back as the gang surrounded Zuko, flooding him with inquiries while I tried to gain my composure. He kissed my hand! My hand was still tingling, and I could still feel the heat from his soft pink lips. Not once during their stories did they tell me he was a tease, I knew he was sarcastic but not so…so…

Sokka wrapped an arm around Zuko, completely ignoring the flooding array of questions Katara sprung towards him. “Hey Zuko, I have a bone to pick with you. What was up with that kiss?” Sokka said with a grin. Zuko smirked devilishly, making it hard to believe those lips were the same lips that were on my hand just a few moments ago. Zuko smugly shrugged his shoulders causing Sokka’s arm to slip off, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I didn’t kiss anyone.” He spoke confidently.

I could feel someone suddenly grip my hand and raise it, “Maybe this is a reminder!” Toph shouted, a grin plastered upon her face. I blushed, why me? “That’s my sister you kissed!” Sokka shouted protectively. Zuko laughed, and before I could even bud-into the conversation, I could see Zuko slowly making his way towards me, “Sorry Ying Yue, I just had to make sure I gave a good first impression.”

I crossed my arms and pouted, “A warning would have been nice…” I grumbled - still embarrassed by the events. Zuko grinned cheekily, stretching out his hand in front of me, “Hi, my name is Zuko, Fire Lord of the Fire Nation. A pleasure to meet you.” I was surprised, but soon realized what he was doing. With a smile, I grabbed his hand, “Hi Zuko, my name is Ying Yue Jiang, the adopted daughter of Hakoda.”

With a tight squeeze, Zuko slowly let go, but I could still spot the hint of mischievousness twinkling in his eyes, “You don’t want to kiss my hand?” This asshole. My eyes widen, and without thinking twice, I smacked his arm - hard. Zuko yelped, surprised by my outburst, “You guys told me she was sweet, not abusive!” He shouted. I blushed, flustered by everything. I didn’t think he was going to tease me, let alone tease me as much as he did. “Serves you right!” I huffed.

Aang laughed in the background, Suki speaking up, “Hey Sokka, don’t kids tease each other when they have a crush on each other?” This time it was Zuko’s turn to look stunned, his cheeks flushing ever so slightly, did he have a crush on me?

“What does that mean?” I asked, “Does Fire Lord Zuko have a crush on me?” I teased out, mimicking the same tone he had. Zuko looked taken about at my outburst, and Toph gasped, “The Princess is fighting back!” I crossed my arms and was about to speak before a booming voice interrupted.

“Lunch is almost ready! Ying Yue, do you mind showing Fire Lord Zuko his room to change? It's near yours and Sokka’s.” Dad spoke with a soft smile. I quickly nodded my head, “O-oh, of course...” I muttered under my breath.

Dad nodded, waving his hands around and pointing the way to the dining hall, “The rest of you can make your way to the dining hall. I asked Kima to show Fire Lord Zuko’s maid, Lia I believe, the way to his room, so you should bump into them. Your items should already be inside the bedroom.” Zuko nodded, “Thank you so much Hakoda.” Dad smiled and waved us off before beginning to walk off to the dining hall.

Zuko looked at me, suddenly raising his arm; I lifted at a brow at him. He couldn’t seriously be thinking…“Well Princess, are you going to show me the way or not?” He said as he cocked his head at his arm. I huffed and linked my arm grudgingly with his. Although the blush on my cheeks gave away my unspoken delight to connect arms with him, I could feel his muscles as we linked arms, don’t you dare start drooling Yue. I could hear Toph and Suki giggling like school girls as we walked off, me leading the way. Can they be any more embarrassing?

It was not till we were out of sight Zuko finally spoke up, “I seriously do apologize if I took you off guard with the kiss on your hand. I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable…” Zuko mumbled. I looked up at his face as he looked straight ahead, and I couldn’t help but notice how shy he was now that we were alone. I shook my head, “It's fine… Although I think Sokka may hurt you in your sleep, so keep an eye open tonight.” I said with a giggle.

Zuko looked over at me and laughed. I could spot the twinkle in his eyes as he laughed, a cute dimple appearing ever so slightly if you looked carefully on the right of his face when he smiled. His smile was just spectacular; so sincere and always seemed to reach his eyes. Zuko gave me a searching look, and that was when I realized I was staring for a bit too long. I quickly looked in front of me and hoped he did not notice the faint blush reappearing, gosh my cheeks are going to be permanently flushed if this keeps up!

“I think I can deal with a Sokka if it means getting to know you,” Zuko said gently. My eyes widen, did I hear right? I raised my brow at him, and he grinned, “I’m curious about you, I’ve heard many stories about you whenever they came to visit me.”

“I guess that makes two of us; I was super curious to meet you,” I said back.

“Hopefully I met your expectations,” Zuko said playfully – oh, he’s sly alright. But before I could respond, I noticed we were already in the bedroom hallway, “Oh-! That door over there is yours! Across from you is Sokka’s and my room is the door right beside yours.” I said enthusiastically as I began dragging him behind me. Zuko gasped, surprised at my strength, as I quickly pulled him. His door was slightly ajar, and I swiftly pushed the grand white doors to his room, revealing some of his luggage already set in place.

“The rooms on this side of the house have a beautiful view of the sea. In the night you can see the Southern lights reflecting on the water, and it’s simply breathtaking.” I gushed.

Zuko looked at me and smiled, letting me ramble on. “Sometimes during the night I sneak off to the edge of that cliff over there-” I spoke as I pointed through the floor to ceiling windows, “from there you can see the whole town light up! And the way the stars twinkle above, gosh. It’s just…stunning.” Zuko chuckled as he looked at me, “You have to take me there some time…” He said softly. I looked at him and noticed our position. We looked like lovers, linking arms as we looked out the windows.

I couldn’t help but look at those pink pouty lips of his; his tongue running along his bottom lip. It took me a minute to realize that we were both looking at each other’s mouths, his head slowly moving down towards mine. My heart throbbed loudly in my ears, my hands getting clammy, oh my gosh, he is going to kiss me! What do I do?! Instinctively I closed my eyes, and I could feel his hot breath on my cheeks...and a gust of wind hit the side of my cheek, what the-

I opened my eyes surprised, only to see Zuko grinning, “Sorry Princess, you had something on your face, had to blow it away.”

My face heated up, I’m an absolute idiot. Before I could utter out a word, the sound of footsteps caught my attention. Kima waltzing in with another unfamiliar maid at that exact moment. “Miss, I didn’t expect to see you here- Fire Lord Zuko.” She quickly froze and gave a low bow. The young lady beside her did the same, wearing contrasting colours of red and gold. Kima stood up and gave me a confused look as I stood awkwardly, my arm still linked with Zuko’s.

As if he could tell, Zuko leaned over once again in my ear and chuckled, “Oh Princess, you're too cute when teased.”

Disclaimer: I do not own any Avatar characters portrayed in this story besides Ying Yue Jiang, Lia, Kima, and any future creations.

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