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[karda]

puppy dog ( ◜‿◝ )♡

[hanaasbananas]

Tag 10 People You Want to Know Better

thanks for the tag @thesamestarlight!

relationship status: single

song stuck in my head: currently my brain is creating a remix of GO, from Coke Studio and Left Right by Ali Sethi. LR is just such a vibe- when I heard Shae Gill's verse in it for the first time I swear it made me ascend on the bus to work at 7am. and then my brain segues into the bridge of GO because that specific part is ETHEREAL its so so good. yk what, i'm gonna add a clip of it because more people need to hear this:

last song i listened to: Castles Crumbling (From the Vault). Currently OBSESSED with this song and it's giving me such a good fic idea that could potentially be on par with my ml 1920's enemies au but like. a LOT angstier hehe. AND I'll actually have time to write it w the summer holidays starting next week 😈

three favourite foods: hmmm lasagna, bhindi masala, and pakoras

dream trip: Italy! or Greece. I'd just love to go to Europe tbh because most of the holidays i've been on have just been back home in Pakistan, which is fun but I'd love to go somewhere else too. Now that I think ab it though, I'd love to go properly sightseeing in Pakistan. I found out a while ago that the first time I went to Pakistan when I was uh...5? My uncles took us all on a trip to Murree which is a BEAUTIFUL mountainous area of the country but guess who doesn't remember any of it :((( I didn't even believe we went until i saw a video of me there lmao

anything i want right now: burger burger burger. I want takeout so badly lmao but i'm too broke to justify buying anything and too tired to cook so i just had cereal for dinner and that was supremely unsatisfying rip

if you could be any animal, what and why: something that sleeps a lot and isn't bothered by anybody. so...a cat. work has been kicking my arse lately so I am constantly exhausted and would like to sleep for a week straight please. 6 more days until the summer holidays though, woohoo!!

tagging @queer-cosette @2manyfandoms2count @theladyfae @nomolosk @deinde-prandium and anyone else who wants to have a go! <3

[nyukyusnz]

I hate myself so much.

[gooddogbestfriend]

me seeing koraidon in the first trailers: ew i will never use this weird ass pokemon

me the seconds after meeting koraidon in the game: i would die for this weird ass pokemon

[geroya]

thinking again about the thought i refused to entertain at 4 am this morning about keme being the one to call in that his mother is missing & being told they cant do anything bc it hasnt been 24 hours & she's an adult she must be down at the store, have you checked there, son? why dont you have your uncle go on and check

[the-desilittle-bird]

AN- Cause I love a good Angst and this song makes me feel the most sweetest of pain.

Requests are always open and well appreciated.

Thank you and Enjoy your reading!

Without Him

Daemon Targaryen x Reader

Summary- Years went by and you come face to face with him again...

(Italics is Past Memories and Bold + Italics is Lyrics)

Tag List- @minaxcarter, @eliseline, @blackhoodlea, @little-moonbeam-666, @neenieweenie, @omgsuperstarg, @avalyaaa, @shopping, @bbgmonsay, @michelle-26, @krokietinio, @hc-geralt-23, @chevelledahuman, @thekayarlene, @narcy, @helloitsshitzulover, @muushwrites, @daringboba, @bi2simps, @issybee0611, @yariany02, @agathe, @5moremin, @candypurplebutterfly, @saraelizabeth26, @moon-light1415, @targaryenmoony, @stargaryenxshelby, @instabul, @shine101, @hyacinthus007, @mcam623, @eudximoniakr, @carissa_griffin7777, @marvelescvpe, @severewobblerlightdragon, @deltamoon666, @thatgirlthatreadswattpad, @ultrav0lence, @savagemickey03, @sunmoon-01, @literishdegree99, @watercolorskyy, @Lady-Juliettes, @cherryaemond, @chaotic-fangirl-blog, @nats-whore

Warnings- Very angsty and arranged marriages

GIF Credits to @samantadeca-blog

Zindagi Le Ke Aayehe Hai Beete Din Ki Kitaab

Ghere Hain Ab Humein Yaadein Be-Hisab

Standing at the entrance of Maegor's Keep with his family, Daemon's mind wandered into the alley of nostalgia, reminiscing upon the bittersweet memories of their shared love. All before everything shattered right in their hands.

And now, standing there, he could feel the memories reeling in his mind, reflecting deep into his eyes as he felt the love and the ache of heartbreak from years ago.

Blinking back his feelings away, he felt his heart stop as his amethyst eyes looked upon her magnificent form, mature with years of experience in the foreign lands of Essos alongside her husband. Her two children following her, a spiting image of their mother.

Laughter echoed in his head, a perfect symphony of his and her. Soft moans and whimpers; accompanying his grunts as the nights of their passion together resurfaced.

Daevon, her eldest son, was originally his. He knew that, and so did she. But no one else needed to know of it; not that it is necessary until no one suspected anything.

Bin Poochhe Mile Mujhe Kitne Sare Jawab

Chaha Tha Kya, Paya Hai Kya, Humne Dekhiye

Dil Mein Magar Jalte Rahe, Chaahat Ke Diye

Daemon was young and unaware as he came from Dragonstone, only to be made aware of his sister's wedding to a man who didn't deserve her. No one deserved her; no one but him. But sitting there as Viserys lectured a stoic him and crying (Y/N), he felt the tinge of guilt simmer in him.

"You disgrace me, Daemon! And you had no right to defile our sister but here we are! She is to be married, and you shall remain as far away as physically possible."

Daemon didn't want it; the lecture. He only wanted answers; answer to his many questions: Why can't he marry her? Why is he not compatible enough for her? Who knows her better than him? Who is better for her than him?

But it seemed that he didn't need to ask them as Viserys continued his rambling. "She is far better than you; too pure for your damned soul. You are just a man made ugly by the darkness which lurks in your heart. A darkness I intend on keeping away from (Y/N)!"

In a fortnight, she was married, right in front of his eyes with a grim expression while her husband placed a kiss over her plump and full lips, painted bright rosy. The tears in her eyes gone unnoticed by all but him.

It had been a bit less than a decade since it; since he witnessed that foreign lord pry your legs open, since your sweet, sinful moans turned into small whimpers of pain.

It was cruel; how Viserys thought it right to have the council witness the union being consummated. It was cruel how he had made Daemon watch her clinging onto the pristine white sheets to find a way to cope with the pain.

And even then, he loved her; more than anything or anyone in the world.

Kya Kahoon Duniyaa Ne Kiya, Mujh Se Kaisa Bair

Hukm Tha..? Main Jiyun Lekin Tere Baghair

Her eyes found his in only a matter of seconds, and all which was left unspoken between them were proclaimed, wordlessly yet the tears in them spoke volumes for them.

It was wrong, what happened with them. And especially what happened to (Y/N). Adultery in Westeros committed by a woman meant death but their kind brother let her live... upon one condition.

That order?

Stay away from Daemon; without him.

As if it wasn't death in itself, the swift stab of her eldest brother's words twisting in her hear; only to evoke tears which would never fall.

Love caused them the pain they never wished to experience. To live with a love unrequited; being so close and yet so far. Like the sky and sea. Together but never meeting. A sad tragedy left unsung.

Tere Liye Hum Hain Jiye, Har Aansoo Piye

Tere Liyeh Hum Hain Jiye, Honthon Ko Siye

Dil Mein Magar Jalte Rahe, Chahat Ke Diye

Tere Liye, Tere Liye

She came and she left, like a gust of wind. A strong wind which created havoc in his life and left. And what remained behind was only a letter, addressed to him; sealed in the coal of their house, the three-headed dragon.

"Years ago, he told me that I shall not cry for your sake. That I shall drink down the tears and smile. For sake, I shall keep my lips shut tight, never uttering a word which is nor expected of me. But Dae, the fire of your love still blazes bright in my heart. And it belongs to you and only you.

Perhaps not in this life but in the next. I shall be yours. Body. Mind. Soul."

It was the last thing he heard of her; before the news of her passing came. And the sound of crack was loud, as his heart shattered and crumbled into a zillion pieces.

Without him; she lived and left.

Without him...

[bloodbenderposting]

Noatak and Tarrlok are like the autism and adhd siblings to me!!! They’re so silly, I absolutely adore your au I’ve been like going through the entire tag!! I have a few questions though

Where did the two settle down? Did they stay in the North Pole or did they travel to the different counties?

OH!! And what do you think would happen if the two ever ran into Aang or his children (cause I would assume tenzin, kya, and bumi would be around their age range and like korra won’t be born by then, hence aang still being alive)

Idk it was just an interesting thought to me, because there’s no way these kids don’t have SOME kind of internalized issues with the avatar thanks to yakones bullshit.

GREAT QUESTIONS!! i’m so glad you like my au!

they are still in the north, because they just walked until they found another town, sleeping in caves and using the supplies from the “hunting” trip to live off.

i think if they ran into aang and his kids, it would be from some sort of ambassadorial thing, because they settled in an out of the way an important village, but aang might still want to make sure these smaller villages had a say in what’s going on.

i think they would probably try and avoid him as much as possible, worrying that since he’s the AVATAR he might have some way to sniff them out as bloodbenders.

noatak said in his monologue he thinks aang is the most powerful bender due to his ability to take it away. this would cause him to either A) be much More scared of him, or B) idolize him, as the reason their father couldn’t hurt them more than he already did.

i think tarrlok would get along with kya, she’s very nice but confident and i feel like she would remind him of noatak before their trauma.

i think noatak would like tenzin because he’s sorta quieter and also very ridged, and i think he would relate to having more expectations, of course to a very different degree

i think tarrlok would think bumi is funny but noatak would find him overwhelming.

that’s a long ramble!!! thank you for the ask!

[tamras-shieldmaiden]

Heyo! For my fifth character ask fill... tell me about Suyin Beifong!

@alpaca-clouds So, now it's the Metal Matriarch’s turn for the character ask game, so here we go!

1: sexuality headcanon 

I’ve seen this one pop up in the fandom and I’ve found myself agreeing, and it is that Su is poly and I'll add my own headcanon that she’s pansexual. I believe she did her fair share of experimentation during her circus and pirate years (including a fling with fellow free spirited soul Kya) before settling with certified cinnamon bun Baatar Sr. 

2. otp

Who other than Baatar Sr? The woman is completely smitten over her husband, and the pride she feels for him and for the family they have together is evident. Zaofu is as much a brainchild of Suyin as it is of Baatar.

3. brotp

I believe her brotp to be Kya, filling the older sibling role vacated by Lin after the accident. Kya must’ve listened to her ramblings about her mom Toph and sister Lin and she kept her on the loop on what was happening in Republic City throughout the years since Su never got Lin to answer her letters.

4. notp

Kuvira. Period. I’m not crazy about Su/Korra or Su/Asami either but I can’t stomach Su/Kuvira at all.

5. first headcanon that pops into my head 

I can picture Suyin tagging along with the older kids on Air Temple Island (for her it was tagging along, for them it was babysitting 😆), something that Bumi and Kya used to their advantage for their pranks since she would end up unwittingly serving as an accomplice, being the usual target to those pranks Tenzin and Lin. 😂

6: favorite line from this character 

Suyin has the self-promo thing down to an art 😆

“Dancer. Leader. Wife. Mother. Collector of rare meteorites.”

Book 3 Ep. 5 The Metal Clan

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character 

I wonder if she ever realized the implications of having a walking and talking surveillance unit in the form of her truth seer Aiwei to keep her utopia in check, and we know how well that ended up being 😬

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Like The Fandomentals said in their article, Su’s the worst and therefore the best, so she falls between that thin line between cinnamon roll and problematic fave. 

Pictured above: Some of the most powerful earthbender women ever gathered in one place. 🤩

[meetthesillymedicmain]

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[only-lonely-lovers]

08.12.2022 (2)

tags: masturbation

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

つ：there are so many possibilities for the wizard and nerd boys it is fun to spin around. like an alternate thing is almost as a result of the sheer… lack of any and all challenge, and therefor non-discovery of paraphilia through like the misery of near-loss, Amane being like, so inert. for so long. if only Nene could sortof kickstart something and tsukasa just be like :y …… this is very fun. i like to see this new thing. thank you nene-chan. watches Amane struggle to jerk off and do worse at his robotics. fuck up… late for class. Woooow❤️

あ：He's such a funny little particle to think about , it's how Amane indeed has some..? like….?? withdrawn quality, it's the nonsexual interest in space and sciencey things, combined with the sheer asociality, like they could kiss in a way that results in a turbo virgin subdued boy. with no challenges in life nothing kickstarts anything, the sheer comfort provided in tsukasa gets to be this perpetual crutch. Nothing stops you from being hyperfixated on stuff for hours , its like if my puzzle brain just had perpetual fuel but also i had no stressors. like since i was. doing mathsheets to pass time at school recreationally and playing sudoku etc. AND i literally never jerked off……. it's so easy to imagine actually

actually its funny this is almost like, a sunny-amane fusion… when you like your comforts and your toys. nonsexually.

つ：its like you dont need to think about sex, for a long time.

あ：Nene engaging with him really challenges his little brain like. [just so confused someone not tsukasa is talking to you regularly] 6.6 ………………[stilted replies when asked about special interest… rambles a tiny bit] ……………….. [she is turned to face you pleasantly, the updraft of her hot pussy like makes you shut down]

I do love her pose here, it makes me feel like she turns around in her chair and hugs the back of it while talking to him pleasantly

[receives her pheromones] augh………………

つ：its good to have a world amane is maybe harassed a bit you know. girl really talking you up while youre doing a sheet… but you are into her….

あ：a little equilibrium its funny though to get derailed by thinking about poon

like mghhh starts leaking in the middle of the day. NO….!!! why……….. tsukasa observing this can just feel like well………………….. a little challenge is good for amane maybe :3 its like, enrichment it seems he is learning about himself. his body. kya

つ：I help in all matters. Perhaps its such a funny situation to think abt bc its like. YOU'RE THE LOSER NOW in its own way.

あ：its funny that it is reversible amane's endearing lack of self awareness at times. its like at its max here. having sexuality would just mean being fully accosted by it like mgh whuhh….. why is this happening…………………

つ：seeing amane has not finished some sort of thesis in time and is panicking and crying and tsukasa getting to be like ahhh don't worry❤️ I'll explain something to your teacher…. you'll get an extension on it…. don't worry❤️ just stay home for a few days, we'll say you're sick….. !

the talent of being perfectly convincing. meanwhile amane struggling to not just take the extra extension time to jerk off more. aouurgh

あ：💭 it feels like i AM sick……………………………………………… how long is this going to keep going on……. is it gong to pass like a fever…. a week…. two weeks…[a month goes by] 😭 no im scared

ahhh my robotics tourneys its like i dont have new ideas or concepts anymore idont want to keep tinkering with my drones. BUT I CANT KEEP RUBBING MY WEINER ALL DAY

but i am thinking about how i could use the time i'm usually granted to go to robotics events and just skip and stay home and touch my wiener. starting to wish to know what pussy looks like

つ：yashiro in her short short skirts and much more whore looks just needs to happen in order to tip the scales here you know she cant be a… subdued normal girl. in this AU. if amane is a little nerd she has to be the skank. its crazy but true

we really reverse it all in this one so funny, aidairo

あ：its soo funny but like im listening its like well but nene is skanky in her heart

its so funny if it remains to be true that no one here is conventionally attractive though A yashiro of whom is going to be flashing you bra straps more and like you see her panties when she bends over. its necessary

its crazy shes in like thigh highs in that drawing its so like hello. what are we doing. I guess brandishing absolute territory

つ：you need to make amane feel very like…. shy…. and reserved… like ah… no. please dont….

あ：Its kind of funny though that making him more feeble doesnt change the fact that he is going to be evasive and avoidant i think…. its like there's no timeline where your boy is open. i think being attracted to her does scare him in all worlds lol

its like please god… dont provide me temptations…. [rests textbook over my lap]

Yashiro like damn pussy on blast today…. oh well………. [later, Amane is like smelling the air unconsciously but like a lot. like wehn i dont realize im smelling avvys pussy] [this just creates a sort of ohhh??? emotion] [sucks in mouth]

i do think seeing amane have feelings makes tsukasa like [salivates] like wtf . my little nerd guy. is he horny. hi

つ：hi sweetie!!! I will enable everything. I will gradually let you procrastinate and shirk off your robotics and encourage you to take time off and quit clubs until you don't notice you have little going on

[szecretary]

Thoughts on the characters with mixed heritage in The Legend of Korra.

Ever since I started this blog, there has been one popular complaint that always confused me a little, and it is that some people have issues with the way the multicultural families were written in the show, especially Bumi II, Kya, Tenzin and the airbabies not displaying a more diverse sense of identity considering their different origins. 

I want to talk about this as someone of mixed heritage, living in a country where it’s very hard to find people who know with certainty where their ancestors came from. Keep this in mind before you get too mad at me for what I am about to say. I’m not saying I am right, or that having issues with this is wrong, I am simply explaining why I don’t consider this a flaw of the show.

First of all, the worldbuilding of Legend of Korra isn’t supposed to mirror the real world and how we understand identity and nationality, and it really can’t, even if we tried.

Both ATLA and TLOK are loosely inspired fantasy. None of the Four Nations correspond to only one real culture. Just from this standpoint, you can’t expect the relations between people from these nations to be like the ones of the real world, and if you add the in-universe concept of bending, one that carries not only hereditary but also philosophical significance, then the waters muddy even more. 

Second, there’s the issue that most if not all the characters of mixed heritage that we see in LOK live in Republic City, apart from that, each nation is still pretty ethnically homogeneous. 

Republic City is an anomaly, an one of a kind situation in both technological and cultural aspects, as it is the only major city in which people from all four nations coexist and mingle. It's a new-ish city, and there hasn’t been enough time for people to effectively combine many aspects of their cultures like we do in the real world. 

The first people to interact and live together in what is now Republic City were Fire Nation colonials and Earth Kingdom citizens, this is a huge issue in the comics, I'll come back to this. 

Considering all of that, we can now ask ourselves,“if Republic City was meant to be an unifying estate, why didn’t Aang and Katara raise Tenzin to have more than Air Nomad values?”

Well, I don’t think I have to remind you what happened to the Air Nomads.

I don’t think I have to explain why making an airbender, the only one born after the war, abandon air nomad values in favor of a life in the Southern Water tribe is a bad narrative decision. The Air Nation was on the brink of extinction, I don’t really think raising an airbender with Air Nomad values is bad parenting, or bad writing, for that matter. 

When the whole situation of the colony of Yu Dao is discussed in the comics, it’s pretty obvious that modernization poses a great danger to traditional ways of life. Katara even makes a point of saying that she saw herself and Aang in a family of Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation parents, that the existence of such a place is necessary if Aang and Katara have any hopes of sustaining their relationship without any of them giving up a huge part of their identities. They have to maintain those traditions, in their own ways, and still be together. 

We don't know the life the kids had before we see them in Republic City, and the anecdotes Bumi, Kya and Tenzin share are biased accounts, based on their own inner insecurities and how they interpret their upbringing. Kids tend to do that, especially children destined to fill big shoes.

The situation is vastly different than the one of the mixed family of Yu Dao, this is an union of an Air Nomad and a waterbender from the Southern Water Tribe, two cultures who have been heavily affected by war and imperialism, and two people who feel a duty to preserve their distinct culture and traditions.

That's my biggest issue with the arguments and nitpicks people come up with regarding this. Not only does this world only have a handful of nationalities and cultures, thus making the combination of two cultures much more difficult without one of them overshadowing the other, but these cultures are also heavily linked with, and influenced by, bending. I.e a waterbender will always be more drawn to the Water Tribes, their traditions and way of life are literally designed to be parts of their self concepts. Stripping them of those attributes diminishes the struggle of the Water Tribes IN UNIVERSE, but I’ll talk about Kya in a second.

Right now, let’s talk about the eldest son of Katara and Aang. 

Bumi is the one that displays the most interesting development regarding his identity as a mixed kid, choosing to integrate in the culture of this new place, to find his own way, only to reclaim his heritage as an Air Nomad after he gets bending. 

And that’s okay, because the Air Nation is the most spiritual and isolated of all, a fact that the new airbenders that reject Tenzin were aware of. 

Bumi had other wants in life, maybe being an Air Acolyte would’ve been hard for him, being the only non bender kid of Avatar Aang. Can’t you see the complexity? It makes sense. The way in which he went about finding his identity makes sense. 

Then there’s Kya. Why doesn’t Kya live on Air Temple island with Tenzin and Bumi? Why wasn’t she, along with Bumi, also tasked with preserving Air Nomad traditions?

Well, if you listen to what the text actually says, she chose to live in the SWT with Katara after Aang died. We learn that Kya didn’t stop traveling the world until her mother needed her. Which, I don’t know about you, but that sounds pretty nomadic of her. She was born after bumi, which means she already saw him not involve himself much in Air Nomad business, so she was free to do her own thing. 

Again, think of the implications. We can draw a few conclusions from this: 

Katara and Aang didn’t live in just one place prior to the foundation of Republic City, suggesting that Bumi, Tenzin and Kya were most likely born IN Republic City. 

Bumi was the first born, a non bender, he chose to integrate to the city life, only reconnecting with his Air Nomad heritage later in life. This is valid. 

Kya was born a waterbender, we don’t know how much time she spent in the SWT prior to the death of Aang, but she did spend some time travelling, much like an Air Nomad does, while still wearing traditional water tribe clothing. This is valid.

Tenzin, the only airbender, had the weight of continuing his fathers work of preserving the Air Nation on his own, in a way that, sadly, no Air Acolyte can. There was just not space for him to explore anything else, and that’s valid.

Finally, there’s the air babies, which fall in the same category as Tenzin. They are the only airbenders prior to Harmonic Convergence, they have a duty to preserve Air Nomad traditions. 

This world does not work like our own, people don’t mention they are a certain percentage of Water Tribe, Air Nomad, Fire Nation, or Earth Kingdom to make points. Just because they don’t wear clothes of more than one nation, doesn’t mean they don’t hold their heritage in great esteem. The story is just not about them, so we don’t see enough to really explore these characters, and if the history of the show was meant to reflect that, we would’ve seen it, but this isn’t the Grown Up ATLA show, it’s Legend of Korra. Color coding is just an asset in visual storytelling, you have to dig a little deeper than that to make judgements.

The reality is that all these characters are in a very special situation, in a very special time, and the natural evolution of cultures and traditions is slower than you think. If we get a new show or book series in a different avatar cycle, I think we’d see a much more balanced combination of each nation, from traditional wear to customs, but at the time we see them in Legend of Korra? It makes sense they’re still figuring things out, and are much more in tune with their element.

Kyoshi is an example of this idea, and she was born much before the Air Nomad genocide. She’s half air nomad, she knew this all her life, but as an earthbender, she’s much more connected to that side of her heritage, and her only connection to that was severed after she lost her guardian figure. Being half something didn’t make her more drawn to that on its own. It takes more than being a child of an airbender to consider yourself an Air Nomad.

Some of these characters are diaspora, like Mako and Bolin. They, too, live in Republic City, and they embody their roots in their own special way. Asami was designed to look like Fire Nation folk, but she doesn’t display any sentimental connection to the Fire Nation. There are many ways to write identity, and all of the depictions we see in Legend of Korra make sense if you think about it for more than two seconds. 

There are much more elements to consider, and it is much harder to work around identity when there’s literal elemental magic involved. So, I think we have to go much further than just “lok is bad because kataang’s kids don’t wear yellow and blue clothes.”

[erikxavier]

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[the-ethereal-aura]

Souls 250+ Celebration

Hi so umm this happened a few days ago

For some reason 257 people have decided to follow me *loud squeal* ahhhhhhhhhhhh i dont know what to say i love u guys-

I havent done a celebration before this so i have no clue what to do i was planning on doing a 150 one but then that became 200 quickly and thats around when i took the mini hiatus and it became this-

Im rambling sorry

So i am gonna do something but mostly after diwali cause ill be going out so i wont get much time next week but i promise i will so pls bear with me love u guys byeeee

so gonna tag some darlings here ill tag u guys again for the actual celebration post

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[nyukyusnz]

New Year is over no more New Year Leo theme and I can't think

Anime theme...... Genshin theme......... Mysta Rias...... Vox Akuma...... or Ike Eveland.........

[gooddogbestfriend]

meeting arven the first time: oh my god fuck this dude I'm never doing his fucking questline

like two quests later: i would kill and die for this man

[aynanasstuff]

Abhi Na Jao Chhod Kar// Sam Wilson x Desi!Reader.

Summary: Sam and y/n are childhood friends who drift apart as life gets in the way. However, in that moment,it's like no time has passed.

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(Okay quick A/N:i've mentioned y/n is desi but just to further clarify, in this scenario y/n is indian desi. since the word desi encapsulates a lot of people from a lot of countries, i just thought id mention that y/n is indian here. thanks! hope you enjoy it!)

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Sam's phone call was a surprise, to say the least. The man was off saving the world, being a hero, making headlines. It didn't make sense for him to be calling you out of the blue.

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Growing up in Louisiana wasn't easy as a dark skinned desi girl. The red that some people adorned their values with bled through a lot, some of their beliefs didn't align with the red bindi your mom adorned. It was difficult finding a community, let alone one you could truly say were your friends. Sam Wilson, however, was more than eager to be a part of your colorful life. You lived right next door when you were kids and he seemed more like a blessing than a neighbor. You absolutely loved dancing and Navratri was a time where loud garba music was blasting in your house all the time. Curious little Sam couldn't help but wonder what was happening and walked up to your door, knocking on your door impatiently. You opened the door, looking at the little boy who seemed to be about your age, maybe older by a year or two. "Hey, um, what's up? I live next door, my name's Sam." "Y/n", you say as you extend your hand out to the boy, waiting for him to shake it but his eyes were stuck on you. You thought it was because something was wrong with you while he thought you were the most beautiful 8 year old in the world, in your little chaniya choli and a dainty maang teeka in your parted black bob and payals around your ankles.

"Beta,kya kar rahi hai? Bola hai na darwaza akele mummy ke bina mat kholna?!"(what are you doing,kid? Haven't I told you not to open the door without mommy?!) ,your mom yelled as she ran to the door, halting beside you. "Mummy, yeh Sam hai. He said he lives next door. Aur yeh mujhe khade khade bas ghoore ja raha hai".(this is Sam,he's standing here staring at me)

Sam, realizing he's been really impolite begins talking,instantly kicking in his southern manners, "Ma'am, I'm Sam, i live next door!" "Hi Sam, what can we do for you?", your mom asks the boy with a smile, her annoyance melting away. "Well, I heard really loud music and it's nothing like what the folks around here play, um not to say you're not a part of the neighborhood, I mean you are and I'm not here to talk badly about the music because I really like the music that's why I'm here and yeah I was wondering why you're playing the loud music, it's not that I have a problem with it or anything,like I said,"he finally finishes rambling, "I really like the music." Sam takes a huge breath in as he stops. You giggle in response and your mom smiles at him. "Well Sam, today is a very special day! We're going to be celebrating a festival called Navratri!", your mom replies, "It lasts for nine whole days! We dance a lot, we eat a lot, we pray to Goddess Durga and have a lot of fun,isn't that right,baccha?," she turns to you responding with a nod. "The music playing is called garba music, isn't it fun to listen to?" "Yes, ma'am, it is!," Sam replies excitedly.

"Sam! Where are you, boy?!" Sam perks up, realization hitting him. He was late for dinner and will now have to listen to his mom set him straight. "Well ma'am, I guess I'll leave now, my ma's calling for me, it was nice meeting y'all!" He does a little hat tip, smiling sheepishly. "Sam, come over sometime if you want! You can listen to as much garba music as you like!", your mom calls out to him. "Yeah Sam, I'll teach you how to dance!", you say, confident in your ability to make him your friend. Sam smiles, "Yes ma'am, I will! Oh and y/n, I really hope you do!" He almost has to hold in his excitement so as not to skip and give it away. That fortunate day paved the way for a beautiful, nurturing friendship. Your families became acquainted with each other and they, too, loved each other's company.

The friendship you shared with the boy with the toothy grin sooned turned into something more. You were both too scared to admit it, knowing that if it was unrequited, you'd both lose something that was far too precious to take a chance on. The day before Sam left for his first tour, the two of you spent a few choice hours in each other's presence by the dock, under the stars. "Abhi na jao chhod kar, ke dil abhi bhara nahi," you hummed under your breath as you fought tears knowing the distance would probably not sustain your friendship. It wasn't out of fear that you'd lose him, it was out of the fear that maybe losing him would be better than having to be so close and yet miles away from his heart. "What's that you're singing?", Sam asked, his warm brown eyes making you feel protected against the cold breeze over the water. You reply, with a twinkle of melancholy in your dark eyes, "Just a song."

But the both of you knew it was more than that.

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The tours, the avenging, the war, the blip ; Sam Wilson still hadn't forgotten about you. You hadn't forgotten about him either.

You both had a way of staying with each other without having to be there in your form. You lived in each other's minds and hearts and mended each other's cracks with those parts of yourselves.

This didn't mean you had actually seen each other since that night by the dock. The both of you only had a couple phone calls keeping you connected after. But time did as time does and you felt yourselves drifting away.Neither of you tried to reconnect either. Sam felt it was the right thing to do, to spare himself some heartache; so did you. Your lives were vastly different after he left for his tour and the two of you wanted to disturb the balance in your lives after.

So as you sat on the sofa in your childhood home in Louisiana as the sun shone brightly, Sam's name on your phone made your heart drop to your stomach. What could he possibly be calling about?

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So much had happened, in your lives, your friendship, the world in general, even the universe if you will. You couldn't help but wish he wanted to build the spark that always was a part of your friendship into a fire that gave you some much needed warmth.

"Hello?," you answer, picking up the phone. "Hey y/n, " you hear Sam on the other end and you find yourself letting out a sharp breath you didn't know you'd held in, " how you doin'? ". " I'm good, Sam. How are you? "you respond. He answers in a single word, "Good ". As much as this small talk felt like it was sucking the life out of you especially because you guys were once inseparable , you were okay with just hearing his voice after all this time. However, you couldn't just pretend this attempt at conversation by Sam and you was exactly normal between the two of you. So, you decided to tell him exactly how it is. "Sam, I-", he cuts you off" Open the door, y/n", "What?", "Open the damn door, y/n", you can almost hear his smile through the phone.

You walk towards the door, almost too fast, nearly tripping over your teapoy and you open the door, hands shaking with nervous hope. "Hey, you," Sam smiles at you with that same toothy smile you'd seen all those years ago during Navratri, "miss me?" You couldn't help but tackle him in a hug, distance and longing and silent innocent grudges be damned and in that moment all you could do was thank Durga Ma for bringing him to your door all those years ago.

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Wow, that was a doozy and a half to right. This was my first ever fic y'all!! I'm so excited to publish it here! I really hope y'all liked it, this one means a lot to me! So enjoy it, like it, do whatever but DON'T PLAGIARIZE IT BECAUSE THAT JUST MAKES YOU PATHETIC!

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That's all! Byeee y'all <3