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MsDaziydoll

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Aang’s pretty wife; Zuko’s freakiest firelady; Kento’s favorite baker ; wakatoshi’s wife

african-american, she/her

College student who writes during her free time, in coming junior

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Modern Aang misses his wife to the point where he disturbs her while shes working

Sorry for any grammatical errors

WC: 808

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You knew the kind of man you married before you even said yes. Aang loved the attention you gave him, in fact he craved it so much you wondered what he did during his own work duration. 

And today was no different

You were mid-scrolling through the email system of the tech company you were working for, squinting at a message about server maintenance when you felt a low buzz of your phone against the surface of the desk. 

You recognized the rhythm, it was the ringtone Aang had put for you, so you differentiate between his calls and other people's calls. You glanced and smiled at the caller id, Aang smiling with Appa, your german shepherd licking his face. 

You picked up, looking around the main office  through the glass walls, where you could see  your boss having a bad conversation with his investors and sighed as you heard the background noise of the slight breeze, which probably meant recess for him

“Aang…you know I’m at work…” You whisper

“I know…” His cheerful voice went through the speaker “But you wont believe the day I’m having…you know I'm teaching the kids how to write paragraphs right?” His voice bright and unbothered

“Yeah…?” You replied reducing your phone volume

“Well guess what”

“Aang you know you can just tell me right” You replied with an amusement lilt in your voice “I know but I want you to guess”

 You paused, tapping your chin “Someone threw up?”

“Wha- no no-” Aang said before laughing "One of my students told me the famous line!”

“Which is…?” “My dog ate my homework’….” He paused, “I mean can you believe it, we have a dog and I don’t think Appa has eaten any of our documents" “Well Appa is a good boy, maybe the dog is a puppy that doesn’t know the difference between homework and food yet” You said biting your lip to suppress a laugh “Are you seriously defending my student over me?” He mocked “Maybe” you teased spinning a pen between your fingers 

“Wow…so heartbroken” He let out a dramatic sigh “You on break?”

“No…why?”

“Oh I wanted to…have a ten minute video call…I miss your face” His voice softened “You saw my face before you left the house”

“It’s been 6 hours”

“So-” “So take like a mini break…please?”

“Give me an hour” “An hour? Why an hour?”

“I have a stack of visitor badges that needs to be organized and a system that needs to be updated…” “But…baby” His voice drops to a pleading tone “Appa misses you” “You’re at school” You snorted

“Well I’m Appa” He declared “And I miss my wife”

“If you’re Appa you should miss your owner” You shot back

“Wha-”

“Aang go back to class”

“Not until I see your face”

“You’re-”

Your protest was cut short as your screen lit up with an incoming video request from him. You sighed, but there was no real annoyance behind it as you accepted. 

Aang’s face fills the screen, his grin triumphant “See I knew it would work”

“Ten minutes” you said, propping your phone against your monitor 

“More”

“Aang”

“Cant a husband miss his wife?”

“He can. but he’s at work”

“Actually I’m on lunch break”

“Wow, that makes it so much better”

“Thanks” he replied missing your sarcasm

You giggle, dropping your phone onto the desk with a soft clatter, fumbling through your purse for your airpod case. Son you popped them in, connecting  to your phone “If you want to talk to me, be prepared to talk while I work”

“Fine by me” Aang smiled as he placed his phone on his desk, while he leaned back in his chair so you could see his whole upper body “I could watch you work all day”

“You’re very annoying” You teased, sliding a badge into its designated slot, “Don’t you have papers to grade or something"

“Already graded…I’m a man of many talents”

“Is distracting your wife one of them?” You asked as you reached for another badge 

“That’s actually my primary talent, right up there with  making Appa do tricks”

You laughed loudly causing a few glances towards you. You apologized and looked at your phone. Your chaotic wonderful and attention starved  husband  smiling brightly “You wanted me to laugh didn't you?”

“Yeah”

You smile as you heard the distant ring of a bell which meant recess ending, Aang eyes flickered toward the door then back at you

“Five minutes, then you have to go be a teacher”

“Deal, now tell me about your day…and don’t leave out any boring details…I want everything”

You rolled your eyes, but you started talking, while your hands never stopped their work. 

This was just a normal day for you and Aang and you wouldn't trade it for anything

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Just a peaceful drive through

Sorry for any grammatical errors!!

WC: 1k

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Ushijima Wakatoshi’s hands rested at ten and two on the steering wheel, his posture disciplined behind the wheel just as it was on the court hours ago. The SUV hummed along at a steady 72 miles per hour, the cruise control a silent testament to his precision

In the passenger seat, you were curled into a loose ball, the hood of his sweatshirt pulled over your locs, your breathing slow and even. In the back, strapped into his car seat, your two year son [], holding a stuffed owl against his chest,his tiny mouth slightly open, lost in the same peaceful sleep as you

Day three into the return trip from the two week volleyball camp Wakatoshi had been invited to coach as the season was on a halt. The weight of the drive was finally catching up with everyone, he insisted on doing all the driving, you argued, stating that his shoulder had seen better days and that he needed rest. But he just looked at you with unwavering eyes and said with calmness “I want you to rest”

With him it was never a negotiation, not because he was controlling but because when he decided something was his responsibility, he carried it without complaint until the very end. 

He glanced at the gauge as the fuel light slickered, it was enough to make it to the next exit, but not further. ‘That’s good’ he thought to himself checking the review mirror seeing []’s head lolled to the side, a line of drool on his chin. 

He took the next exit, following the green signs toward a truck stop that promised gas,coffee and a burger chain you mentioned craving two days ago. 

He signaled his car,checking around and pulled near the restaurant, looking at you, your hood had slipped slightly and a few of your locs were dangling side to side. 

Two weeks of you managing a toddler at volleyball camp, at the same time helping out with organizing meals, and handling so many issues. You hadn’t complained not once, but he knew you were tired, very tired. He saw the way you rubbed your eyes when he wasn’t looking, hearing the sigh you tried to bury when [] woke up third night in a row

The drive thru line was short, two cars ahead of him, he pulled up the menu on his phone as he waited, making mental notes of what to order. He knew when [] woke up he would demolish a four piece chicken nugget and half of fried, while you helped [] clean himself. 

He ordered at the speaker, his voice low and even, the teenager on the other end, sounded tired and with a simple ‘thank you” Wakatoshi said with the same gravity he used for everything else but for his family. When he pulled up to the window, the same teenage blinked up and recognized him 

“Hey aren’t you…?”

“Yes…have a good evening” Wakatoshi replied, taking the bag and the drink carrier and then paying, with a good amount of tip that made the teenager’s eyes go wide 

He settled the drinks into the cup holders, your and his and then placed []’s food beside the car seat, for easy access. But he didn’t start the engine immediately, he looked back at [], his son’s face round and soft, the same serious brow Wakatoshi had as a child, but with your warmth around his mouth and eyes. []’s little fingers had gone around the stuffed owl and one of his tiny sneakers on the floor of the car

Wakatoshi moved the curls of his son’s face, him stirring slightly 

“Go back to sleep” He says 

[] went back to bed,putting his thumb into his mouth as Wakatoshi turned back around and looked at you

Your eyes were barely open, with a soft smile 

“How long have you been awake?”

“Woke up a few minutes ago…can see you got us food” You stretched, your spine cracking “Yummy” You said grabbing your drink and taking a sip, your eyelids dropping in pleasure 

“Did I tell you I love you”

“Many times”

“Well I love you” You repeated taking a long sip “Should have woken me up…”

“You were sleeping”

“Still…”

“I did not want to” Wakatoshi replied in that matter of fact way of his

You giggled, dropping your drink into the drink carrier “Toshi”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you” You whispered

He reached over and took your hand, lacing his fingers through yours, bringing it up to his lips and kissing your knuckles “M’pleasure…eat”

You pulled the bag into your lap and fished out fries, handing it to him which he accepted it with comment 

“Tasty?”

“Yeah”

You snuggle back into your chair as he starts the engine driving slowly as you ate your burger, the smell of pickles and cheese filling the car. 

As he drove back on the highway, you fed him his fries, Wakatoshi angling his face to grab the fries and pay attention at the same time. 

When the food was gone and the drinks were down, you gathered the trash into  the bag,setting it aside on  the floor in front of your seat, watching the sun paint the skies in shades of orange and gold.

You both soon hear a mutter and a little “M’hungry”

“Morning baby” You said looking back at [] as he wakes up

“Morning…mama…papa”

“You hungry? Papa brought nuggets and fries for you” You said patting his leg trying to make sure he woke up so he could eat

“M’kay”

You smile removing the nugget from the bag and handing it to him “We’ll be home soon”

“M’kay”

You turned around playing []’s favorite music humming to it as [] began to wake up eating his nugget slowly. 

In the quiet of the car, the weight of his family, the simple act of driving them home was peaceful for him. He reached over without looking, finding your hand and lacing your fingers through his and held on.

Two more hours and then he was home with his family. 

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Your daughter loses her first tooth, so she shows it off to Kei's teammates

Sorry for any grammatical errors!!

WC: 1.1k

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The gym smelled of sweat and cedarwood polish, a scent so familiar to Kei, it was practically his second home. 

Twack!

Twack!!

Twack!!!

The rhythmic sound of volleyballs meeting palms echoed off the rafters. Kei’s arm swung in a perfect arc, sending the ball over the net with a loud twack!

“Another one!” 

Kei pushed his glasses up and wiped the sweat off his face using his practice jersey when you walked in with your 5 year old daughter

Your eyes immediately landed on your husband, his blonde hair damp, his knee pads slightly off his knees. He stood, with his height and the way he muttered under his breath after his teammate missed a block. He and the team been practicing like it was the last day, 

Well it felt like it,nationals were only a few months away

“Break!” His coach yelled ,his voice cutting through the chaos

You watched as everyone took a breather, some laying on the ground, some gulping down water and the rest going to the coach to have some conversations. 

You and []  were in the jersey Sendai Frogs provided the families of their players. It had “TSUKISHIMA #17” on the back and kei’s signature to show that you were his family.

“Try to stay calm baby” You told [] who had relentless energy, vibrating as she held her plushie

You watched him look around for you, his eyes sweeping past the empty seats, team managers to the corner of the gym. His expression didn’t change, it never did. But his shoulder, tense from hours of practice, dropped. 

You knew he never liked showing much expression in front of his members, so his ‘too cool’ persona didn’t faze you.

He grabbed his towel, wiped his face one more time,tossing it to his practice side as he practically, though he wouldn't admit it, ran to you

“Hey” Kei greeted, his voice low and even, leaning down and, giving you a quick peck on your lips, his hand finding the back of your neck just for a moment.

 A simple “I’m glad you’re here”

Then he turned to the vibrant [], kneeling down, ruffling her hair with both of his hands till she begged him to stop giggling

“Stop!” [] giggled

Kei raised an eyebrow still messing with her hair “Mama said you wore the jersey backwards”

“It’s fashion, you wouldn’t understand” [] replied

“Oh?” Kei chuckled, pecking her cheek  “What brought you here?”

“She wanted to show you something” You replied 

“Couldn’t wait?”

"Couldn't wait”

[] beamed and dug into her pocket into her jeans, and pulled out a small Ziploc bag

Inside was a tooth, small white and seemed bloody an hour ago

“I lost my tooth!” [] screamed, thrusting the bag  towards his face, nearly smacking his glasses “It fell out when Mama picked me up from school!” [] said showing her gap toothed grin

Kei took the bag, examined it for some minutes before sighing “Baby did you make mama drive all the way here…for a tooth?”

“Kei!” You  playfully warned him

“What?”

“She wanted to show you the evidence before the tooth fairy flies it away” You teased

“Tooth…fairy?” “We talked about this” You replied 

Kei sighed standing up and hanging the bag back to []

“Lemme see your mouth…say ah”

[] opened her mouth and closed it when Kei nodded 

“So,how do you feel, baby?” Kei asked 

[] taps her cheek before showing off her gap-toothed grin again “Happy!”

“Happy?”

“Mama said a tooth will grow there”

“Well she’s not wrong” Kei said before turning around to see his teammates staring at him 

“Do you…?” Kei looked back at you for permission

“I don’t mind…she probably wants them to see it too”

At that every moment, they crowd [] with a smile 

“Tsukishima, your kid has a hole in mouth” One commented

“Can see that”

“She’s growing up…” Another cooed

“I go to her every night, not blind”

“You have glasses” he replied

“Still not blind” Kei responded with sass before muttering under his breath “Surrounded by idiots” 

“Daddy’s that’s mean…people have feelings!” [] replied

Kei looked at you with a confused face “Did she?”

“She took your sass” You giggled as he showed his sulked face, still hurt that his daughter took his teammates’ side instead of his

After dreadful minutes ,according to Kei, of his teammates asking her about how she feels for the millionth time, [] tugged on his practice jersey “Papa,papa,papa”

“What?”

“Can I have a piggyback ride?”

“No”

“Please?”

“No”

“Pretty please with a tooth on top?”

“No”

[] pouts, walking to you and resting her head on your tummy “Mama, papa’s mean” which earned Kei a glare from you. 

Kei stared at her for a long moment and then without a word, bent down and scooped her up, settling her onto his back as she wrapped her small hands around his neck 

“Mama look!”

“Looking baby”

“You and your mama are both menaces" Kei sighed 

“If we’re…mena?”

“Menaces” You finished

“Thank you mama, if we’re what mama said, why did you smile when you called us…um mama what’s the word again?” 

“Menaces” You repeated

“Me….na…ces?”[] questioned Kei

“I did not”

“Did too! Mama’s a witness… I saw a small smile!”

“She’s not lying…” You said adding into the teasing banter

“Treason” Kei whispered, the tips of his ears turning pink,before taking her to the bench and dropping her there before grabbing strawberry yogurt,her favorite from his practice bag “Might  be soggy”

“S’ okay”

Kei opened it for her, occasionally wiping a smear of pink yogurt off her chin with his thumb and accepting the bag when [] puts it  close to his mouth.

You sat beside [] when it was time for Kei to return to the practice, and soon [] fell asleep, resting her head on your lap as you watched Kei hit the balls with the familiar twack!, rubbing your hand over her hair. 

An hour or two later, Kei jogs to you, dropping his practice bag beside your bag and,staring at [] who had her mouth opened, her hand around your hand 

“Asleep?”

“Yeah” You replied and watched as Kei carried her gently  on his back, [] making herself comfortable again as she falls back to sleep

“Time to go home” He whispered, grabbing her forgotten plushie “You okay?”

“M’okay”

“You sure?”

You nodded and Kei leans down, making sure [] was feeling comfortable, pecking your lips “Thank you for bringing her” kei whispers patting her back

“Of course…she won’t leave me alone if I didn’t anyways” You giggled 

“I believe it” He replied “She’s persistent…gets it from you”

“Me?...should I remind you who stayed all night to apologize when we had a fight”

“I was a teenager”

“Really”

“It’s called dedication”

“I don’t think so”

“Well you married me so…it paid off”

[] wakes up rubbing her eyes “Papa…”

“You’ll be in a real bed soon baby” Kei replied as you carried your and Kei’s bag, both balancing on both shoulders

“Are you proud papa?” [] asks resting her head on his back

“Why you asking”

“M’ growing up…mama said you’re proud that I’m growing up” 

Kei chuckled “Yeah I’m proud” 

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