#Busyforkuvira

[khrushchevs-corn-farm]

Oooh, for the ask game: Avatar The Last Airbender, for the ships: Kataang :] I hope you're having a good day so far!

I'm having a great day, thank you!

002 | send me a ship and I will tell you:

when or if I started shipping it.

I personally don't ship it tbh.

my thoughts:

I believe this to be the best executed romance in cartoon history. It has all what you want in a romance plus it was tied into the plot very well. While I don't ship it, I am more than willing to defend it from Kataang antis.

What makes me happy about them:

How well they complete each other.

What makes me sad about them:

How young Aang died. :(

Things done in fanfic that annoys me:

Not sure, since I don't read much Kataang fics, but just having it as a set up to another ship is probably it. Or having one of them cheat as a set up for another ship.

Things I look for in fanfic:

Fluff mostly.

My kinks:

I think Aang would be into sensory deprivation

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: 

I ship Katoph and Azulaang.

My happily ever after for them:

On one hand I wanna say canon but Aang lives longer, but on the other hand I don't want to take away being the avatar from Korra. So it's hard for me to say.

#avatar the last airbender #Aang #Kataang #Katara #atla #TLA #Busyforkuvira #thanks for the ask!

[writingandmore]

Heyo! I just want to give a huge thank you for writing matchups, because these can be really hard to do especially since they're so high in demand. Please know that we all appreciate you and your writing, keep up the amazing work! Remember to take breaks and hydrate, stay safe!

Thank you!! 

#busyforkuvira

[kuviras-eyeliner]

guys please tell me that i’m not the only one who doesn’t see anyone’s lives as perfect

because my friend asked me “hey do you think when people see me they assume me as having a perfect life?”

And then I responded “well, we can’t decide whether or not you do if we don’t know enough about you XD why do you ask?”

and then she said “are you sure? that’s not right because i normally go to people and assume their life is perfect if it seems like it”

But then I said “But isn’t that kinda mean?? Because that means people are just assuming that their life is great, and since you believe that, you’re letting yourself down.”

and then I said, “wait am I the only one who doesn’t assume people’s lives at all? Like I need an affirmation before I decide”

Then she said, “el i think you’re the only one”

SO AM I CRAZY?? SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME

#busyforkuvira rants #bfk rants #iM SO CONFUSED

[missmorosis]

🎶Sokka Marry you Bruno Mars

JSJSJSJ YES YES YES

word count: 300

genre: fluff!!

summary: thinking you were asleep, sokka admits he wants to marry you out loud. however, you're wide awake.

Sokka thought he was in love.

The sight of you curled up on his arm was enough for his heart to beat faster. Praying you didn't notice his heart rate increasing rapidly, he shifted his position so you laid on his arm. The relaxed and carefree look on your face made Sokka fight back a smile.

He knew he was in love.

"I... think I wanna marry you," he said, almost whispering as he stroked your hair.

"Mm?" you softly mumbled, your eyes closed.

Shoot. You were awake?

You heard a faint- almost nervous- chuckle coming from your boyfriend as you snuggled closer to his chest.

"Nothing. Thought you were asleep." You nodded in reply.

"M'kay." You yawned and pulled the blanket higher, sighing happily as the cool sheets touched your skin.

"You're adorable, you know that?" His voice was raspy from sleepiness, and your face gave a soft, genuine smile.

"Yeah, you tell me every day," you grinned as you muttered.

"I mean it though," he said, and while his tone suggested that he was joking, his words were sincere. Not a day went by without him thinking about how lucky he was to have you: a cute, beautiful, and overall amazing person.

Right when he thought you fell asleep, you opened your mouth to speak.

"I heard you, when you said you wanted to marry me," you admitted. You opened your eyes, and Sokka could see the playfulness behind it. Sokka was lucky it was dark; he was 100% sure his face was bright red.

"Sorry, I-"

"Marry me?" You blinked, as if this question was something you could ask so casually. As if it was just you asking what his favorite color was.

To Sokka, it was confirmation. You wanted to marry him.

Now all he needed was a ring, and the two of you would be officially engaged.

Couldn't wait.

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[reinerispretty]

rotations. bonus! little izumi

your writing is so good! and rotations is amazing! may I request a little something about Zuko and reader practicing their fire bending together and then Izumi maybe realizes she’s not a bender and feels kinda sad but then they comfort her and tell her that she’s still very special? thanks!

hello!! and thank u so much for requesting this :) i hope u like it!! 

if you haven’t read rotations, you can read it HERE!

MASTERLIST

Birthday celebrations were a grand thing in the Fire Nation Palace. When (Y/N) and Zuko were young, their birthdays had been used as guises for the wealthy diplomats to exchange their own interests. They pretended to care about the children whose parties they were attending, when in reality they only cared about satisfying their own desires. (Y/N) had first met Zuko at his own birthday party, and even that had been a secret meeting between their parents to see if (Y/N) was good enough to be the future queen of the Fire Nation. 

(Y/N’s) own childhood birthdays had often been overlooked by her father’s war meetings. They usually entailed a fancy dinner with some of her father’s closest allies. She would receive a gift that was something her mother thought she should like, but she didn’t, and then she would be sent to bed at an early hour so the adults could talk. 

So, (Y/N) (and consequently, Zuko) had vowed that Izumi’s birthdays would always be a celebration. There would be no talks of war, diplomacy, or business until the next day. It was Izumi’s day, so it should be all about Izumi. Her ninth birthday was approaching fast, and (Y/N) had completely abandoned all hope of working on anything else. 

She left all of the formal work to Zuko. He was Fire Lord, after all, he should do his own job every once in a while. (Y/N) met with chefs, decorators, and entertainment constantly. It was a warm, summer afternoon when she was watching the firedancers rehearse their routine in the plaza. It was complex, intricate, and while (Y/N) had been hailed as one of the best firebenders in the nation, things like this were completely out of her realm. 

She hadn’t realized that Izumi had come to stand beside her until the skirt of her dress rustled. (Y/N) looked down to see her daughter staring solemnly at the firedancers. She pulled her close, giving her a tight squeeze. “How are you today, my little sweet pea?” 

“I’m doing alright,” Izumi said. Her daughter was incredibly straightforward for a child. “Uncle Iroh beat me in Pai Sho again.” (Y/N) chuckled. 

“Well, he’s had thousands of years to practice, and you’ve only had nine. Your father still can’t beat him.” 

“That’s because Dad’s too impatient to play Pai Sho.” (Y/N) laughed again. 

“You’re very right.” She turned Izumi around, walking her back toward the palace. “Are you excited for tomorrow?” Izumi nodded but her lips were pursed, a tell she had inherited from her mother. “Zumi?” 

The young girl stopped and looked up at her mother. “How old were you when you started firebending?” (Y/N) was stunned into silence, but Izumi continued. “How old was Dad?” 

“Izumi, what’s brought this on?” The young princess frowned, her eyes welling with tears. 

“Well, Kya and Lin are the same age as me and they’re already bending! Tenzin’s a dumb baby and he’s already bending!” 

“Don’t call Tenzin a dumb baby,” (Y/N) chided, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. Izumi stamped her feet onto the pavement. 

“I don’t understand why I can’t bend! How can you and Dad be so good at bending and I don’t get any of it! Who’s going to take a Fire Lord who can’t bend seriously?” She sat on the steps of the palace and buried her face into her hands, letting the tears flow freely. 

(Y/N) wasn’t entirely sure what to do. She tried to remember how Katara had told her she had dealt with Bumi, but Bumi and Izumi were polar opposites. Bumi was completely fine being a non-bender. But (Y/N) hadn’t realized how much it had affected her own daughter. 

She sat beside her on the steps and thought carefully about her words. When she was young, (Y/N) would say things without the fear of consequences. But now she had a child, someone whose mind was shaped by her parents’ words and actions. (Y/N) inhaled a deep breath. 

“Not being able to bend does not mean you’re worth less than people who can.” She rubbed her hand in circles at the middle of her daughter’s back. “I can’t pretend that I know what you’re going through. But your life won’t be less great just because you don’t have bending.” 

Izumi looked up at her mother, her golden eyes watery. (Y/N) smiled softly. “You might not be a bender, but you have other gifts! You’re the best strategist that your father and I have ever seen. You are smart, driven, and you will be an amazing Fire Lord.”

Izumi gave her a small smile. “Do you really think so?” 

“I know so! You’ve been headstrong since you were in my belly. You being Fire Lord is a long ways away. But I know you already have the adoration and love of all of our people. Bender or not.” 

“It would be nice to be able to toast my own marshmallows.” 

“What about toasting marshmallows?” Zuko walked down the steps to sit on the other side of his daughter, casting a smile to his wife. 

“Izumi and I were talking about how she’ll be a great Fire Lord even if she doesn’t bend.” She gave Zuko a stern look that read, ‘This is a sensitive subject so watch what you say.’ 

He nodded to show that he understood. “I think you’d be too perfect if you could firebend. I mean, you’re better than some of my top generals at strategy! You’re far more diplomatic in our royal meetings than your mother or I was at your age. Firebending doesn’t make Fire Lords great. Having a good heart does.” He poked Izumi in the chest, right where her heart was. “And you have the best heart of all.” 

Izumi beamed up at Zuko and wrapped her arms around him. “Thank you, Dad. And you too, Mom. Is it too late to ask for a water slide at my birthday party?” (Y/N) scoffed. 

“As if I didn’t already ask Uncle Sokka to cover it.” 

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[sokka-with-his-hair-down]

It happened, folks!

I made a Julie and the Phantoms blog!

Follow me @willex-n-waffles :)

@busyforkuvira @im-a-sokka-for-you-ha in case you’re interested...👀

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[reggies-eyeliner]

Hello hello lovely people! I know I only joined with this account around four days ago, but thank you for the overwhelming amount of support from you guys!!! I’ve been having a really rough time when it comes to mental health lately, but there are just so many kind users in this fandom that honestly just makes me so so happy. I’m currently trying to better my state right now, but for the time being, stay safe!!! <hugs :D>

I’m going to be going on a semi-hiatus from Nov 20-Dec 1 due to Thanksgiving, and I KNOW I JUST JOINED WITH THIS (my other AtLa side blog is: @busyforkuvira​, and yes, I won’t be going on social media for around 12 days total, so I’ll be inactive at that time! The night of the 20th before (feels like I’m hibernating lmao) I’m going to be posting a TON of Julie and the Phantoms content, answering a bunch of requests and overall just spending my entire day posting as much content as possible for the small, talented, beautiful and amazing family I have!!

(Lol if you’re interested in what I’m doing/my schedule for the 12 days press the Keep Reading but I’m not sure if you would??)

I’m sorry if you read that

STAY SAFE LOVES!!

#non jatp #hugs!! #rewind induce AMENSIAA #mental health #hiatus

[khrushchevs-corn-farm]

I JUST REALIZED IM NOT FOLLOWING YOU?? WHAT THE FRICK AHHHHHHH

Well you are now! Thank you soooo much for your endless positivity!!!

#Thank you for ask #Busyforkuvira

[writingandmore]

Hello! Can I please request a The Dragon Prince matchup? Your blog is literally so welcoming and sweet, I'm absolutely in awe!! I'm an ENFP-T, 5'5" and female. I'm also an Aries, but I'm not very hot-headed xD I'm okay with any gender preferably male, but anything works for me! and I love to sing. I also do voice acting, writing, musical theater and I read a whole ton! And I'm a very big theater kid as well hehe xD I'm not one to get angry or whatnot, buT I HAVE A LOT OF CHAOTIC ENERGY HEHE ty!!

I pair you with Soren!

 - He’d be so impressed with your writing talent! That’s something he’s struggled with a lot through his life-he’s really creative, but struggles to put his thoughts on paper. He’d love to ask for your advice or to just get some writing help in general. 

 - He definitely has a lot of chaotic energy too, so you two would go well together! Getting up to fun antics or going on surprise outings would be pretty commonplace. Overall, the relationship would be a healthy but spontaneous one. 

#busyforkuvira #tdp matchup #soren tdp

[kuviras-eyeliner]

I literally just wrote over a thousand words for a matchup I spent fifteen minutes on, and then I visited another tab and when i cAME BACK IT WAS GONE

#busyforkuvira rants #*sadly throws skittles*

[missmorosis]

I choose you...

@skylightlantern asked: 

 so i just reading some angst fic and this prompt( not sure what to called it) just come to me anyway the prompt(?) is like " I'm heartbroken not heartless", like maybe the reader still help Zuko (ps. I like Zuko by the way) after he hurt her by maybe choosing Mai over her ? is this make sense... if not just ignore it. I might write it...but im not so sure since i already have some unfinished story that i kinda abandoned 

anonymous asked:

Could you write anything for an Azula x reader or Toph x reader? Like maybe cute angst that ends with fluffy? Like hurt comfort??? Also reader is fem or gender neutral?! It’s okay if not tho!!!

hii!! i hope you don’t mind, but i’m combining these two requests!! the idea I had for the Zuko angst and the Azula request was pretty similar, and i didn’t want to be too repetitive! - also ive never written for azula before so 😳

also!! i’m unable to tag you, so i hope your ask notifies you hehe!

i’m sO BAD AT ANGST IM SO SORRY BUT THANK GOODNESS FOR FLUFFY ENDINGS <33

THIS LITERALLY TOOK FOREVER AND FOR THAT IM SORRY ✋😭

Pairing: Zuko x Reader, Azula x Reader

Word Count: 700

Warnings: Blood, angst hehe

Summary: Y/N's left heartbroken, but she has no choice but to help the one who broke her heart.

Y/N stood between Zuko and Mai, time seeming to slow as she waited for Zuko to give her a response to her crucial question: her or Mai?

“Y/N, I’m sorry.” Zuko’s fingers brushed against Mai’s, who had a small smile of relief on her face. “I... choose Mai.”

“Zuko...” Her voice was hushed down to barely above a whisper. The wind felt colder against Y/N’s face. She bit her lip to try and stop the tears pricking her eyes.

“Y/N-” He tried to grab her arm, but she shook him off. She let out a sob and ran away. “Y/N!” he called after her again, but she ignored him. Instead, she ran, as far away as she could, trying to gather her thoughts.

She woke up the next morning, not knowing where she was. Trees surrounded her, and her face was puffy from all of the crying. She sighed, and picked herself up. Trying to listen for any sign of any of her friends, she creeped along the bushes.

“Help!” someone called out, and Y/N leaped into action. Running as fast as she could towards the cry for help, she sighed with relief when she stumbled into the clearing from the previous night. However, she quickly deflated when she realized it was Zuko. Wait, were those- the Avatar's friends?

“Let him go,” she yelled. The "gaang" was trying to surround Zuko. There were two of them, the two water tribe siblings. They turned at the sound of her command.

"Who do you think you are?" the boy asked, with a tone of annoyance. Y/N ignored him.

“Two on two, Zuko. We can take them... probably.” Y/N rushed past them, jumping to Zuko's side.

"No, you can't. Don't even think about attacking," the girl threatened.

“Why... why are you helping me?” Zuko asked, ignoring what the girl said. He wasn't looking at her, but instead focused on the opponents in front of him. She sighed.

“I’m heartbroken, not heartless.” She stood at a fighting stance, back to back with him. She unsheathed her sword, and got ready to fight.

Sword against sword, back against back, fire against water. They were pretty evenly matched, but thankfully, Y/N was skilled with a sword, and Zuko had been practicing his firebending.

Moments later, Zuko gave some sort of triumphant sound. The water tribe boy recoiled in pain; Zuko had burned him. His sister screamed, immediately getting him out of the dangerous situation and rushing to heal it with her waterbending.

Y/N was ready to celebrate when- she winced; there was a sudden pain in her side. She clutched her torso with an arm, and she cursed when she felt something warm and sticky. She pulled her hand back and looked at it. Blood. 

The sight of it made her head spin and her knees weak. She gasped as she fell to the floor, and Zuko rushed to catch her.

“Y/N, I’m so, so sorry. I-” His voice broke. “Hang- hang in there. I’m going to get you back to camp, alright?” He carried her up, bridal style, and ran as fast as humanly possible.

“Yeah- yeah, okay.” Everything seemed to spin, and was starting to blur. She blinked hard, trying to get rid it, but it wouldn’t go away.

Blink. The trees all merged into one green blob.

Blink. Zuko's racing heartbeat was calming... Y/N felt herself falling asleep...

What felt like seconds later, Y/N found herself awake in... some sort of hut. Azula's tent...

"Oh, you're awake." Azula's voice rang through her head. "I... wouldn't try to get up if I were you." She was right, everything hurt, and getting up was the last thing she wanted to do.

“You know, I’m sorry for what my brother did to you," Azula started. Y/N froze. "You didn’t deserve that... For what it's worth, I would've chosen you.”

“He told you?" Y/N mumbled, and Azula nodded, so she changed the subject, trying to avoid awkwardness. "I didn’t know you were physically able to apologize,” Y/N joked, and Azula playfully rolled her eyes in response.

“I’m just... glad you’re okay.” Her voice trailed off, and Azula turned to face away from her, not daring to make eye contact.

"What's this? Affection from Azula... how charming." Y/N laughed.

"Shut up," Azula scoffed. "You almost died, okay?"

"Whatever, Azula," Y/N said, through her smile.

PFFT THAT MAY JUST BE THE WORST THING IVE EVER WRITTEN IM SO SORRY-

once again, sorry for the wait!!

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[reinerispretty]

campus. (asami x f!reader) modern au!

hi i was listening to vampire weekend’s campus and i was like huh this would be cute with iroh ii and then i was like wait a damn minute... this would be GREAT WITH ASAMI so here u go guys gals and nonbinary pals

Red and orange leaves fluttered through the air, cascading through the breeze and landing under (Y/N’s) boots with a satisfying crunch. Despite it being autumn, the temperature had not gotten the memo. She had walked out of her house and into the crisp air wearing a jumper, jeans, and boots, but now she was unbearably hot. She sweat in her jumper as she walked across the quad, the setting sun beating against her back. This kind of weather was impossible to dress for. Cool in the morning, hot in the afternoon, and freezing in the evenings. 

(Y/N) twisted her backpack around her body to search its pockets for her headphones. She was starting the trek to the library to finish her essay. It was Friday, so she should be heading back to her tiny apartment, but she hated to bring schoolwork back home with her. As she dug around, her eyes caught sigh of something shiny and black fluttering in the wind. Assistant Professor Sato had flicked her hair behind her shoulder as she walked beside Dr. Tenzin, (Y/N’s) religious studies professor. They were deep in conversation, and while the sun had turned (Y/N) into a sweaty mess, Professor Sato looked gorgeous and dewy in the golden hour. (Y/N) huffed, blowing a strand of hair out of her face, and continued her walk to the library. 

Normally, her friends would be waiting for her at their usual table, but they were absent today. Mako had started his criminal justice internship that week, so his evenings were full now. Korra and Bolin had gotten into an argument over who could bench the most earlier in the day, so (Y/N) figured they were at the gym. She grinned as she spread her belongings on the table, reveling in the space she had now that her friends were gone. She enjoyed their companionship, but rarely ever got actual work done. 

She opened her computer and quickly got to work. The faster she finished this essay, the faster she could get home and slide into her bathtub. (Y/N) put in her headphones and became lost to the world around her. 

She had made great progress during her first few hours at the library, but slowly, she started to lose all motivation. She stopped typing for a moment to rub her eyes. She checked her phone. Her groupchat was lighting up with messages from Bolin. He had a stream of consciousness approach to texting. She smiled and replied to the 37 texts with, “Finishing my essay. Someone kill me pls.” She put her phone away as Bolin started replying immediately, shouting about how much he missed her. 

(Y/N) returned to her work but was interrupted once more by someone sliding into the chair across from her. She looked up to find bright green eyes beneath long, dark eyelashes, staring at her. She frowned. “Hi, Dr. Sato.” 

Asami frowned back, but hers was more sad. “Hey, (Y/N), how are you doing today?” 

“Fine,” Was (Y/N’s) response. She didn’t return the question. 

“I don’t like it when you’re mad at me.” 

“Well I think you’ll get over it eventually.” Asami sighed. 

“I’m trying here and you’re being difficult.” She knew Asami was right. She wasn’t being fair. But did she owe Asami fairness? 

(Y/N) shut her laptop and perched her chin on her palm, piercing Asami with her own gaze. “You’re obviously here for a reason. Out with it.” 

“(Y/N)--” Asami looked around the room so that no one would overhear them. “I want to apologize.” 

“Oh!” (Y/N) exclaimed as quietly as she could. “It only took you three months. What made you realize that you had done something wrong?” 

(Y/N) was being unkind and she knew it. But she wanted Asami to hurt like she had hurt. Months ago, before (Y/N) had ever started graduate school, she and Asami had met at the bookstore (Y/N) had worked at over the summer. She had never become so enamored by someone before and it had become obvious that Asami had felt the same way, because she kept returning to the store once every few days to ask (Y/N) for recommendations. 

It had been a hot summer day when (Y/N) had approached Asami in one of the aisles, her favorite book in her hand. She handed it to her with a smile and said, “This one’s on me. It’s my favorite.” 

Asami’s face had flushed bright red. “Thank you. I can’t wait to read it.” 

Then, at the same time, they had both said: “Would you like to go out with me some time?” Both girls had nodded excitedly and exchanged numbers in preparation for the date. They had talked for weeks before Asami had just...stopped. (Y/N’s) texts went unanswered and her favorite customer stopped visiting. 

She realized the reason when she had arrived for her first day of class during her first year of graduate school. Asami had stood at the front of the room wearing a form-fitting blazer and pencil skirt combo, the board behind her reading ‘Dr. Sato.’ And from that day on, (Y/N) had been angry. Not because Asami was her professor, but because she didn’t have the decency to tell (Y/N) why they couldn’t talk anymore. 

“I’m sorry that I stopped talking to you. I’m sorry I never gave you an explanation. But when I saw your name on my roster, I panicked. I could lose my job if they found out I was seeing a student.” 

“This isn’t a Lifetime movie, Dr. Sato. I’m an adult who is perfectly capable of making my own decisions. If you had told me what was going on, I would have been happy just being your friend for a little while.” 

“I know,” Asami said, nodding her head. “I didn’t want to be your friend.” (Y/N’s) eyebrow quirked up at her admission, her face heating up. “I know it’s going to take a lot for me to earn back your trust, but in the mean time, could we start over?” 

(Y/N) how much of a sucker she was for sweet talk. Her face still burning, she nodded. Asami stuck out her hand. “I’m Dr. Asami Sato, pleasure to meet you.” 

(Y/N) giggled, shaking her hand. “Nice to meet you, Dr. Sato--” 

“Asami,” she interjected, smiling kindly at (Y/N). (Y/N) tried her hardest to hold in her own smile. 

“Asami. I’m (Y/N) (L/N).” 

“I’ve heard about you, you’re in my Romantics class, right?” (Y/N) nodded. “Sad you’ll only be my student for eleven more weeks this semester.” Asami stood, looking around to make sure no one would notice them, and then winked at (Y/N) before walking out of the library.

As (Y/N) watched her walk away, she couldn’t help but think that she wouldn’t mind taking some schoolwork home for the weekend. 

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@busyforkuvira YOU ARE THE ABSOLUTE SWEETEST AND I LOVED TALKING TO YOU! GET SOME REST! GNIGHT!

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