#nysamu

[isamusato]

closet

7. Needy/hungry kiss

The door locked and left the pair in darkness, Isamu shifting from one foot to another uneasily. It had been a while since they had seen one another, let alone been in each other’s presence like this. He looked to where he could only assume she was standing and took a half-step forward. “So… funny meeting you here—”

"You’re stalling." Nyla said, and he realized she was closer than he expected. Isamu nodded before remembering that she wouldn’t be able to see it, moving closer and brushing his hand against hers.

"Guess so… can you blame me?" He asked, tilting his face down until he could feel her breath fan his face. He searched the dark shadows for her familiar green eyes before closing the small gap.

Just that small touch, the gentle motion of her lips against his brought an old spark in his chest to life with vigor. He cupped her cheeks between his calloused palms and let his worries and doubts fall to the side, his body reacting almost instinctively with hers. Hands tugged at clothes and hair, pulling each other closer until there was not an inch of space between the pair. He didn’t want this to end, he just wanted time to stop and allow them this small slice of happiness with his Lily Pad in his arms and-

The door opened, and it was over. Reality came crushing down on his shoulders like an iron weight and he reluctantly, ever slowly, set her down on her feet and backed up. 

bravelittlesoldiergirl

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Red string of fate

20. Our muses are destined to heal each other, be it mind, body or soul.

We need some fluffy Nysamu, don’t you think?

He wondered if it would ever get any easier for the survivors or if they would be in a perpetual state of guilt. Hell, he wasn’t even sure if it was guilt that weighed the soldiers down with each day, but he could see the same haunted look in their eyes. The ghosts of that day would stay with the soldiers until they took their last breath. 

She had been doing so well the past year, smiling more and seeming to be healing from that attack on Yue Bay, but as the one year mark approached the mechanic could see past it. The waterbender was bringing home more animals than he could keep count of, and while he was slowly growing annoyed at the torn curtains and smell of wet animal in the house, he just couldn’t say no anymore. They were helping her cope, so her uncle said… but it was at night when it got worse.

It began as fidgeting in her sleep, small nudges of her arm or legs that would stir the heir awake, but the actions soon became more violent, almost aggressive. She would thrash in the bed, tangling herself in the sheets and whisper broken apologies with tears streaming down the sides of her face. The next morning she would be restless, the dark circles under her eyes growing worse with each nightmare, each silent explosion that replayed in her mind on an infinite loop.

What else could he do? Isamu didn’t know how to bring the topic up with the waterbender as she brought home yet more animals every day. He felt like he was betraying her by going to someone else for advice, however silly the notion was. He was left worrying about his Lily Pad until finally one night he couldn’t take it. She began with the small jitters, and he knew if he didn’t act quickly she would move to the more harsher movements so he took her hand in his at first, waiting just a few seconds before slipping his arms around her securely. She jerked at the restriction at first, her breathing hitched audibly until he kissed her temple.

"It’s me, Lily Pad. It’s only me." He whispered, feeling her settle down against him. It was silent for a while, and just as he was beginning to think she had fallen asleep he heard a nearly imperceptible apology come from her. Isamu placed another kiss to her temple, knowing it wouldn’t be enough to chase the dreams away but he’d be damned if he didn’t try.

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((XD Hospital sex omg))

"Oh…oh, nurse…oh it hurts…."

Nyla resisted the temptation to roll her eyes at the heir’s overdramatics, looking to the bed where he resided with an arched brow. She moved away from the closet with a robe hung loosely around her shoulders, the front opened to reveal a short white dress that hugged her curves. Why she let him talk her into this mess -and over a damn twisted ankle of all things- would be a mystery to her. The waterbender flashed a sultry grin when Isamu sat up straighter in the bed, the sheets making his arousal more than evident.

"Well, we can’t have any of that… can we, Mr. Sato?" She asked him, shrugging the robe off and letting it pool around her feet. The mechanic visibly swallowed before smiling at her. 

"Not at all, Nurse Minami."

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*sobs* since I did it wrong, can I ask for their third child? XD

Of course you can 

Name: Nhi

Gender: female

General Appearance: mirror image of Asami with Nyla’s curls

Personality: protective of her younger siblings, friendly and a teddybear to all those she cares for, but can be cold and flat out cruel to others (literally cold shoulder)

Special Talents: ice sculpting via bending and skilled with hand-to-hand thanks to her aunt

Who they like better: both parents but is with Nyla more often to learn bending

Who they take after more: Isamu

Personal Head canon: Has been known as the ‘Ice Queen’ in school because of how she acts to others. The only one who was crazy enough to get close to her and befriend Nhi was a little firebender girl, Sakura. They’re inseparable now. 

Face Claim: Meisa Kuroki

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"I miss you."

Send me “I miss you” to know what my muse will say after 1 year, 5 years, then to 10 years after your muse’s death.

1"I can’t bring myself to believe it’s been an entire year already. It only seems like yesterday I was waking up to find you looking at me in bed, like you had something you wanted to say but didn’t know how to do it. There are so many days I can only guess what it was you wanted to tell me that morning, but I’ll never know. Asami has been wearing herself ragged looking after me. I think she’s afraid I’ll try something stupid again, and honestly I can’t blame her for it. She looks at me like I’ll break at the drop of a hat, and is doing her best to keep me sober… but it’s the only way I can sleep. It’s the only time I can see you and just try to pretend nothing happened; that I’ll wake up from a really bad dream to find you in bed next to me again and I just—"

"….I miss you so much…."

5"I’m sorry I haven’t been around lately. The doctor thinks this is going to be helpful with coping but every time I think about coming here I just get cold feet. I mean, I just wonder if this is really doing any good or if I’m just making an ass out of myself by talking to a damn rock. You’re gone, and I’ve come to terms with it. You aren’t here to laugh at my jokes or scold me or be there for me when I fall and I… I’ve come to terms with that… so why the hell am I still here talking to a damn rock!? Well, answer me!"

"Maybe the doctor was wrong. Maybe this isn’t helping."

10"You would think with all the money I’ve put into this lot, the groundskeeper would do a better job of maintenance… there, that’s much better. Got some sunshine and fresh flowers now. Too bad I forgot the snacks again, huh?

"I don’t know what you were feeding those damn pets of yours, but they’re still alive and kicking. Princess is teaching the next generation of snaggle-toothed monsters to hunt the mice in the shop, and Jr. likes to take his naps on my desk during business meetings. Not that the partners seem to mind.

"Asami and I are speaking again. It’s been… oh, it’s been almost three years since she left. You wouldn’t believe it though, Squirt. I’m an uncle! Yeah, Mimi had lugnuts of her own with some firebender and they’re beautiful. She called me up to ask if they could name the girl after you and… well, she’s a charmer. Has her mother’s eyes and her uncle’s grin.

"….I miss you…" 

[isamusato]

Angst please

My muse has just been diagnosed with a terminal illness. How will your muse react?

"That’s…. that’s the last time I go to the swamp…"

It took everything and more for her not to give into the urge to cry, forcing a smile so wide it physically hurt. Whether it be from her upbringing or the many vaccinations from being in the military, the waterbender had been unaffected by the numerous diseases out in the world. She wished she could have said the same about the mechanic, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. She ached to hold his hand and tell him everything would be alright, but he demanded that under no circumstance was she allowed to break the quarantine. He had even gone to the lengths of a surgical mask and protective wear for her.

All of this because of one damn bug and ‘karma taking a shit on me’, as he put it.

Nyla sniffled, blinking back her tears as he looked her way, his eyes a dull green now sunken into his near translucent skin. Save for the dark red patches across his cheeks and the bloodied rag he kept in his hand, Isamu had no color to him at all. Who knew just how much he was suffering at the time, and yet despite it all he gave her a smile.

"Hey…good lookin’…." He whispered hoarsely. "Think you could… read us a story?"  

Dammit, she couldn’t keep it up much longer.

"O-of course, but I won’t r-read from that car catalog again." She answered with a shaky voice, moving across the sterile room to retrieve the very book. It was only then she allowed herself to shed those few quick tears before returning to his side.  

[isamusato]

"The pregnancy test is positive."

"But we…. we haven’t been…. Nyla, we haven’t slept together in weeks. Not since I left for Gao Ling over a month ago…"

[isamusato]

"Did I ever matter?"

That stung more than he expected, leaving a throbbing ache deep in his chest. He had been putting this off for too long, simply wishing to live in denial just a little longer, desperately clutching to the wool that he was pulling over his own eyes. It was no longer perfect, no longer happy. The fights were too loud, too often and too intense between the two that made both realize the inevitable:

Their time was up with one another.

Could he lie to her, put on his best Pai Sho face and tell the woman that no, she never held a place in his heart? That she had managed to bring him back time and time again from the brink of despair, her touch gentle and words strong, pushing him forward to this point. Could he bear the pain of watching her breakdown should he opt to tell the truth? Green eyes fill with tears brought on by him again as they had done so countless of times in the past; more recently than anything. Could he let go of the one thing he desired more than anything in the two worlds?

"Yeah… but it was a long time ago…"