YIPPE I WAS TAGGED IN SOMETHING (I Asked To Be Tagged When They Forgot )

YIPPE I WAS TAGGED IN SOMETHING (I asked to be tagged when they forgot 😞)

THIS OR THAT!

coffee or TEA

early bird or NIGHT OWL

chocolate or VANILLA

SPRING or fall (this was so hard)

silver or GOLD

POP or alternative

FRECKLES or dimples

snakes or SHARKS

mountains or FIELDS

thunder or LIGHTNING

egyptian mythology or GREEK MYTHOLOGY

IVORY or scarlet

FLUTE or lyre

OPAL or diamond

BUTTERFLIES or honeybees

MACAROONS or enclairs

typewritten or HANDWRITTEN

SECRET GARDEN or secret library

rooftop or BALCONY

SPICY or mild

opera or BALLET

london or PARIS

Vincent van Gogh or CLAUDE MONET

DENIM or leather

potions or SPELLS

OCEAN or desert

MERMAIDS or sirens

MASQUERADE BALL or cocktail party

Tysm for tagging me

@urfavnamilover @par4disee + anyone else who wants to do it (wow I really need a friend on this app)

thank u for the tag honey <3 @poutysprouty (just came on here randomly and briefly, and thought this was cute (even though months later aha) miss u babe xx

this or that !!

coffee or tea || early bird or night owl (i’m a mess in the morning) || chocolate or vanilla || 🍵🧾🍧

spring or fall || silver or gold (but I wear both honestly) || pop or alternative (again more so both) || 📀🕯️🎞️

freckles or dimples (only since I have them. but i’d DIE for freckles eee) || snakes or sharks (anything underwater noooo) || mountains or fields (picture an indie teen film picnic) || 🫧🧺🐚

thunder or lightning (gotta have both honestly) || egyptian mythology or greek mythology || ivory or scarlet || 🚏🎐🃏

flute or lyre || opal or diamond || butterflies or honeybees (even if I freak) || 🎧🪕🤍

macarons or eclairs (used to make them in school) || typewritten or handwritten || secret garden or secret library (even though I love the secret garden movie) || 📃🕰️🍥

rooftop or balcony || spicy or mild || opera or ballet || 🩰🚬💷

london or paris || vincent van gogh or claude monet || denim or leather (bring me to the 80s/90s) || 🗞️🔖💭

potions or spells (i’m a witch duh) || ocean or desert || mermaids or sirens (even if they scare me) || masquerade ball or cocktail party || 💮⛲️🕸️

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eye for an eye

@princeasimdiya12 ;; can you write a oneshot featuring Aizawa and a male reader in an Aladdin AU please? I imagine Aizawa as a street rat and the reader as an innkeeper who offers hospitality and protection to Aizawa to keep him safe from the guards. What do you think?

a/n ;; mhahah I love this very much. aizawa is very street rat pls be kind I am new to writing

Its very dangerous working as an innkeeper, but you had nothing to worry about,

“Hello mr. Do you think I could get a room? Just for one night.” a shaggy looking man walks through your doors. He has black hair that obviously hasn't been combed in days, and a scarf wrapped around his mouth so you cant see his whole face. You nod at him, grabbing a key from your wall and handing it to him.

“Thanks, how much?” He pulls out a torn up coin pouch. “Don’t worry about it, unless you're wanted.” he looks at you, ‘i don't think he got it…’ “im joking. Go on up” he looks at you very surprised, before grabbing the key off your desk and walking up the stairs. 

‘What an odd guy’ Aizawa thinks, the inn's halls are empty, the only sound in them is his feet hitting the ground. The key says ‘room 104’. 

He passed it? The door closest to him says ‘room 106’ so two doors the other way, so he turns.

‘Room 103’ …what? So if it's not next to 103, where is it?

‘Maybe ill go ask the keeper.’ he returns downstairs and sees the boy talking to another person, he's laughing with her, making jokes.

‘Oh no…not her…’ Aizawa quickly turns around, but he's too late, she's seen him.

“Oh my gosh! Shouta, is that you??” Emi, aka the singer Ms. Joke runs up to him. “Nope not him, but you really shouldn't call him by his first name, he doesn't like that” he turns his face away from the girl next to him. Emi laughs loudly before the innkeeper speaks up “you too know each other?” he asks from his desk “of course!! Shouta is one of my closest friends, besides you!”

Emi forcefully turns Aizawa around and his scarf falls off his face. “Hey I know you, you’re wanted by the palace guards.” you point out, his face goes pale. “Uh, you must have the wrong person…?” Aizawa pulls his scarf back over his nose, “don't worry i wont turn you in no matter how big the bounty!!” the innkeeper laughs.

Aizawa stands there, emis arm wrapped around his neck, this handsome guy in front of him who wasn't gonna turn him in?

“I'll repay you somehow.” he lets the scarf fall again.

“Dont worry about it”

…

“Ooooo flirting” Emi says and you laugh

“My names y/n by the way, nice to meet you” he puts out a hand waiting for Aizawa to put his hand out. 

He puts his left hand out and suddenly remembers why he came down there 

“Oh! I got lost” he says, showing the room 104 key.

 ”Really, how?” he tilts his head, grabbing the key and looking at it. “Oh! That's why, follow me.” 

They both walk up stairs “when this place was made, they made two 103 rooms” he points to the room across from them “so this one is the hidden 104 room” he unlocks the doors and holds it for him, “enjoy your stay, Aizawa.” The shaggy man walks into the room and looks around. 

The room was nice, the walls were made out of wood, and there was a bay window with knitted pillows on it. The lamps on the walls gave a nice warm color to the room. 

And the bed looked heavenly.

The sheets were washed and wrinkled, they smelt like coconuts.

“If you need anything,” Aizawa turns around, and the innkeeper continues “don't be afraid to ask” he nods and the man leaves the room.

...

maybe tbc

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♠︎ 𝐋𝐄𝐒 | zuko x fem!reader

♠︎ warning(s) | italic and bold is song lyrics, i used the lyrics based on what i wrote kinda so it’s not perfectly in order…. multiple scenarios based off the lyrics cus i didn’t know how else to use this song w this 😭. idrk what else to add 

baby, you're the baddest. baby, you're the baddest girl, and

nobody else matters. nobody else matters girl, and

we’re kissin in the bathroom, kissin in the bathroom girl, and

i hope nobody catch us; but i kinda hope they catch us, anyways.

ZUKO and you were together, it was something that the gaang wasn’t aware of, keeping your relationship on the low was your idea, he didn’t really mind but he wanted to be able to show you off to everyone, but he respected your wishes.

the two of you were in a tent together, lips locked as you two desperate sought out for more. his hands were on your waist, keeping you in place as he kissed you roughly. something about the tent being unzipped and the wind blowing the fabric back and fourth, opening and closing it gave him a thrill.

the kiss broke and the two of you caught your breaths, his forehead pressed against yours. he leaned in, and right before he closed the gap between the both of you again he muttered a small “no one’s gonna catch us if you keep quiet”

when he pressed his lips against yours again, he bit your bottom lip, and when you gasped at the sudden action he slipped his tongue back into your mouth (sneaky little bitch 🤬🤬). your two hands finding a place on his face, cupping it and pulling it even closer than it already was. one of his hands was resting on your hip, the other on your waist. his tongue tangles with yours in an endless dance. 

his only concern right now was you, the front of the tent still moving back and fourth with the wind, god he hoped somebody could walk in on the two of you like this. the thought alone made him feral. 

it was times like these— times like these that melted all his insecurities away. but not even this could make them go away for good. 

im a mess; that don't rhyme with shit, it's just true

don't bring your girlfriend here, it's just you

when I'm depressed you're someone I run to

it was night time, and you heard some rustling outside, so you stepped out of the room, you and your friends were hiding in the fire lords palace, somewhere zuko claimed ‘nobody would think to look’. 

when you stepped out, you saw zuko on the balcony, staring up in the sky with an empty look on his face. he was lost in thought. you walked over to him, and looked up at him

“you okay?” your voice was soft, and comforting. your tone was always one of pure adoration when you spoke to him. he looked back at you, not a word left his mouth, instead he opted for an embrace. leaning down to embrace your body, he buried his face into the crook of your neck, he was bothered. 

you returned the hug without any hesitation, your concern for him only growing. you started rubbing his back softly and comfortingly, your other hand on his head, running your fingers through his hair. 

you were his escape from reality. his comfort and weak spot. he couldn’t imagine a life without you besides him. and he knew you’d always be there for him. but what he didn’t understand was why.

(i skipped hella of the song like i said i would cus i had zero ideas for the lyrics.)

you ain't see me at the show, i was super great

hotel penthouse, go on let it ruminate

city never sleeps, so I guess I'm never slept on

did everything I could, then I kept going.

zuko had been down lately. like REALLY down. he’d space out more than usual, he was worried about something. he was worrying about something. and it was taking up all his energy. any time he wasn’t fighting or training aang he’d kinda just stare off, deep in thought. something was wrong. very wrong.

you scooted closer to your boyfriend, on the saddle(-thingy idk wtf it is) on appa as he flew. you put a hand to zukos cheek, moving his face to look at you, a concerned look on your face, when he saw it he just turned his face away from you. he felt bad that he was making you worry. but he couldn’t help it. these thoughts flooded his mind. ‘she’ll find someone better.’ ‘what if i’m not good enough?’ ‘i don’t deserve someone like her.’ ‘what if—‘

“zuko.” your voice was stern, loud enough only for him to hear, it was a way of telling him to tell you what was going on. but instead of telling you like he usually did, he just shook his head. he wasn’t gonna tell you, not now atleast. you understood that much. so you just put one of your hands on his comfortingly, trying to do all that you can to help him.

ooh, girl, i wanna know; are you ready to cry? cause im no good, no good

ooh, girl, I wanna try; im an awful guy and I'm always away

and I'm tryin to say, im a piece of shit; believe in this, I'm tellin' you

cause we barely knew, what we had: im not that bad, the fun we had

oh, oh.

the avatar had finally defeated firelord ozai, andit was almost time for zuko to be crowned the new firelord. but one thought stuck in his head

‘what if she’s still thinking about my past actions?’

he was afraid. but he masked his fear with happiness the second you popped up behind him. that same concerned look on your face. “are u gonna tell me what’s up or keep up this ‘nothings wrong’ act of yours, zuko?” 

you asked him in a tone that let him know you were serious. and so he just sighed. it was impossible for him to keep anything from you for this long. so he just began to speak.

“listen, i’m not a good person, y/n. i’ve done so much and caused so much pain to you and your tribe. i’m not gonna have a lot of time for you when i’m the firelord. i want to try for you. i do, but im just always thinking about the possibility of you finding someone better. i promise i’m trying, y/n.”

when he opened up to you, you took his face in your hands, and started to speak softly, “zuko. you aren’t the same person you were a year ago. i know you’ve changed. and i love you for that, there’s no possibility of me ‘finding someone better’ because i’m not looking for something better than what we have. i love you and our relationship, nothing could get in the way of that. ever.”

your words gave his mind peace, and he embraced you tightly after, leaning down to press his lips against yours softly. his hold on you was tight, to him it felt like if he let go, you’d fade away. but you weren’t going anywhere. not without him atleast. he leaned down and whispered a small “thank you.” before pressing his lips onto yours once more.

this is so ass i cant.

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