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i’m moving my muses over 2 my main multi bc i am so over having this as a sideblog
the golden child and the scapegoat
“You can’t do this! You can’t treat me like Zuko!” // “I want my father not to think I’m worthless.”
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PRINCE ZUKO // @yagaymi !
THE SUN OVERHEAD IS BRUTAL ! ❛ You look hot ––– ❜ The comment is offhanded but the bender soon realizes her blunder . ❛ I MEAN temperature wise !! Not like … you know … ❜ Scrambling over her own words she attempts to distract him from what had been implied in her prior statement . Water is then produced from her bag as she hurriedly offers the drink . ❛ Thristy ? ❜ Nice save , Katara .
pure confusion knits zuko’s brows together, his mouth slack. perhaps katara is the one who is hot – temperature-wise – if she’s going to start bouting stuff like that. then, as if kickstarting himself, he says, casual as you please, “i figured that much. it’s not like you to start dishing out compliments.” if it comes out a little bitter as well, then there’s not much he can do about it. “uh, sure.” he extends his hand.
thiirdboy:
▐░▒▓ ►► 「 ɴᴏ. 03 ; 」
IT ISN’T WRONG TO SAY
he’s never tried, but he feels like he’s been called out on some fault of his, like somehow it’s wrong for him to have never spiked his hair, rebelled against “the man.” It’s always been easier for him to live a life of compliance, and usually, the two don’t intersect.
❝ I mean — well — ❞ Now is probably the only time compliance and spontaneity will be one in the same. At least, for a long time. Shinji swallows his words. ❝ Alright. But — where do you want to go? ❞
mari’s cat-like grin makes a spectacular return, and her eyes flash with a victory, knowing she’s dug down to the marrow. at least something good is to come from this discovery. she gestures for him to get up. “i don’t know! actually, i don’t know my way around here at all. even better!” she swings her arms joyfully as she walks towards the door to the rooftop. “you can show me around, and i’ll pick somewhere that looks mildly interesting. what’s the most dangerous place you know? ––– besides nerv, of course!”
thiirdboy:
▐░▒▓ ►► 「 ɴᴏ. 03 ; 」
"HQ STUFF” SOUNDS
important to Shinji, but he tries not to worry himself over it. If it were important to him, he’d know about it, and if it were important to Mari – well, she’d be there. So he holds onto this opportunity to not be by himself on the school rooftop for as long as it will last him.
Perhaps her questions are to be humorous, but even as a joke, he finds the notion of being rebellious in that way too far-fetched. His expression twists a little, into something not exactly amused, but not disgusted, either; understanding, but uncertain.
❝ I couldn’t live like that, ❞ he concedes. ❝ Maybe you could, but…I don’t know. I guess it’s not really my idea of fun. ❞
hq stuff in general is never important to mari – important to everyone else, sure. but not to mari. she’s here for a good time, not a long time; or that’s what she used to tell herself, anyway. they’ll find ways to work around her sporadic schedule because it’s not like that’s ever stopped them before.
“oh?” mari cants her head in question and watches him expectantly. “and why is that? i’m tempted to accuse you of having never tried it.” she shoots to her feet. “in fact, we’re going to have some fun – real fun, not this listening to gameshow music fun.” she’s not entirely sure what they’re going to do but she has a keen nose for fun, and she knows it’s out there somewhere; waiting. she pokes him with her foot. “and i’m not gonna let you mope around. you’re coming with me, and if you hate it i’ll know better than to drag you out of your cave again.”
thiirdboy:
▐░▒▓ ►► 「 ɴᴏ. 03 ; 」
STRANGELY, SOMEHOW,
all of this is reassuring to him. Even with Mari’s bantering way of talking about it, it seems like she’s understood him. And not many do, when he tries to express these sentiments — it’s why he doesn’t talk about them with a lot of people. For a beat, Shinji hesitates, and then he makes an attempt at returning her smile.
❝ I guess we did, ❞ he agrees. He pauses for another moment, like the words won’t quite come together in sentences in his head. ❝ I’m glad. Not a lot of people really understand it. But I — didn’t keep you from anything important, did I? ❞
she considers his hesitance to be pitiful, but not in an unkind way. “some people stay so far in themselves that it makes understanding others hard.” she shrugs, stealing a glance at him. “they have to help themselves out before they can help you. like on planes.”
“and you know, just HQ stuff. nothing important.” she grins, cat-like, as she waves her hand dismissively. “don’t you ever do anything fun? rebel against the man? gel your hair up in a mohawk?” she winces. “eat lollipops?”
feathertcrn:
TG: i think the mythbusters would be more appropriate TG: or like even a tag team of the two TG: luckily i have someone to kinda help me out i guess
to: bird from: turntechgodhead
TXT – what finely moulded rock have you been living under TXT – mythbusters is over TXT – dead TXT – so youre stuck with bill fuckin nye TXT – and who the fuck is this someone youre oh so kindly mentioning ive got my nose out on this one but only for your birdly wellbeing TXT – unless its bill nye himself TXT – if so i am very happy for the two of you and hope you TXT – have a good time TXT – boning TXT – or something
derverlust:
❛ that’s a wonderful idea ! ❜ asuka enthuses, clapping her hands together. she enjoys spending time with the class rep ( she is really the only FRIEND she has here ). ❛ i used to play that with my friends back in germany. it’s always been one of my favorites. hey – can i be the steamboat ? ❜
hikari can’t help but blink in surprise, but a more confident smile eases it’s way onto her face. “really? i didn’t know you played anything besides video games.” she teases lightly. “and only if i get to be the thimble. do you think i should invite the others?” only if she wants to ruin their entire friendship group.
drunkxnectobiology:
❝ one. ya done yet ?? ❞ she just laughed at his relative comment. couldn’t pick your FAMILY, after all. only deal with ‘em.
“hold ya fuckin’ horses,” he manages to get out as he throws his last leg through. “don’t tell me you’re only here to bully me. i’m gonna be real gutted if my hot mom came all this way to humiliate me. except not really. i'm rockin’ these pants.”
feathertcrn:
TG: man TG: i still dont know a lot about my bird ghost sprite bod TG: still exploring and shit TG: my listis thanks to my bird half TG: so on so forth TG: educational experience TG: they should make a magic school bus episode outta me
to: bird from: turntechgodhead
TXT – ok if you dont know shit about your manly ghostly birdly bod then i dont know jackshit TXT – get bill nye on the phone TXT – that man knows everything TXT – like not even just related to science he knows like TXT – math TXT – and stuff TXT – i really dont fuckin know i never watched his bill nye the science guy show
drunkxnectobiology:
she laughed. ❝ there’s no way you didn’t get that from me. dirky and rose are too uptight to even think of jokin’ like that. ❞ she held the pants out to him, still giggling to herself.
“gotta love being related to my relatives.” dave snatches the pants out of her grasp, and his hand retreats back through the doorway. “gimme a damnass second.”
thiirdboy:
▐░▒▓ ►► 「 ɴᴏ. 03 ; 」
❝ IT’S NOT LIKE THAT!
Not really, at least… ❞ Shinji withdraws into himself a little shamefully, knowing that he’s come across that way. Even if Mari’s kidding ( sometimes it’s impossible to tell with her ), it still isn’t what he meant. ❝ It’s not that I…like being insignificant…it’s more like I like the feeling of not having to worry. If I can think of my life as something small, then it’s not as bad if people don’t care about it. I guess. I’m not sure how to explain it. ❞
He remembers how she said not to put that kind of a spin on things, and the regret creeps up on him. ❝ But, that’s probably not what you were talking about at all…was it? ❞
mari absentmindedly curls one of her pigtails around her finger, sighing against the heat of japan. there must be something in the air that makes everyone around her so insecure within themselves. that’s the only thing that can explain it. “yeah, yeah. i get it. i know one too many people who think the same –– just don’t take it too far, eh?” mari smiles playfully, even though the sentiment is anything but.
“not what i was talking about?” she echoes, tapping a finger against her chin. she smiles sheepishly. “can’t remember! guess it didn’t matter after all. at least we got an enlightening conversation out of it.”
drunkxnectobiology:
❝ reeeeeeeaaaaaaaaal mature, davey. you want these pants or nah ?? ❞ in her infinite maturity, she sticks her tongue out, and holds the pants further away.
“hey if i ever gave you the illusion of being mature then i’m real fuckin’ sorry for that.” he waves the bird around just to make a point of it. “it’s also not a matter of want but more a matter of need. it’s in the public interest and all that jazz. now give me the pants.”
drunkxnectobiology:
she grins and leans her weight against the door, holding the pajama pants juuuust out of reach of grasping hands, especially those behind doors.
dave has no trouble flipping her the bird from behind the door.
feathertcrn:
TG: maybe i have some weird ghost liver maybe TG: i do TG: but i gotta party every now and then
to: milf from: turntechgodhead
TXT – aight then how does a ghost liver mix with a very much not a ghost liquor TXT – we need that walrus guy from mythbusters in here pronto TXT – he’s the man with all the answers