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Can Arranged Courtships Work? Part 2

Part 1

Kiri x f!Na’vi Reader

Italics means words are spoken in English

I’m sorry for how long this took, I’ve been dealing with assessment and haven’t had the energy to write. If there are mistakes or anything that’s not good enough, just tell me.

Dict-Na'vi.com is the best website for Na’vi translations. Where I found herwìva = snowflake

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Creeping through the canopy you stalked closer the lone yerik, your grip around the shaft of the spear tightening as every muscle in your body tensed, as you took in a shallow breath you caught it in your throat, holding your breath as you raised your arm, ready to plunge it into the animal’s heart. With a jolt you flung yourself down from the canopy, the beast crying out as you slammed against it’s back and dug your fingers into the flesh, as the beast struggled against you, bucking with all of it’s might, you gripped at it’s throat, pulling it’s head back and impaling your spear deep into it’s chest with a solid strike.

Even as a gurgled scream escaped it’s mouth and the beast felt itself getting weaker, it continued to struggle against you, fighting for it’s life even as you pulled it down to the ground, your lower arms fighting to hold down it’s thrashing body as your upper arms cradled it’s head, hushing the beast as it’s cries slowed and it’s strength depleted. It didn’t take long for the yerik to take it’s final breath, but you still sat there, watching as it’s eyes slowly emptied, giving thanks to the buck until it was completely devoid of life. Collapsing against the now soulless corpse your lungs spasmed back into action and your body shook from the high you were coming down from, your efforts to get back to a normal state were thwarted by the snap of the stick, your hand gripping the blade that was strapped around your chest as the adrenaline like hormone rushed through your body once more.

“Nice kill,” unsheathing your knife you snapped towards the close voice, baring your teeth and pointing the sharped stone at the Omaticaya girl who was happily staring down at your crouched form, “very clean,” with her tail swishing behind her she made her way to the front of the hexapede, sitting across from you as her fingers glided around the entry point that was directly over it beast’s heart, “and precise too,” Kiri continued to smile at your feral state, ignoring the bared teeth, the audible panting and the blown pupils that overtook your grey irises.

Forcing your panting to slow you swallowed at your dry throat, the lack of stimulation around you allowing you heart to relax, “you good? with a pained smile you nodded your head, rising to your feet you reached over the buck you grabbed a hold of his ankles, hoisting the yerik over your shoulders and making your way back to the building with Kiri on your tail, literally, the girl happily batting the fluffy appendage between her hands as she followed you, “so how was your sleep?” you said even if your voice was still strained from the dryness of your throat, “good, I was warm all night thanks to this,” while you didn’t see Kiri snuggle into the collar of your ruana, you did feel her hands leave your tail, able to slightly discern what she was doing from her actions last night, “I’m glad you like it, hopefully we have some materials similar to it in storage,”

“You guys still have human materials?” hearing the questioning tone you turned back to Kiri, seeing her head slightly tilted to the side and her eyebrow cocked, “you think we’d get rid of useful stuff just because they’re human?”

“I just didn’t expect a clan to use human fabrics,” laughing through your nose you turned from Kiri, continuing your march deeper into the forest with a slight mumble under your breath, “you haven’t even seen half of the stuff we have,”

“You mean you have more human things?!” Kiri suddenly appeared in front of you, her more human teeth poking out from behind her lips as they were pulled back into a smile, “yeah, if you stick around, I could show you all of the tools we got from them,” as Kiri’s smile grew you watched as her tail curled up and her freckles began to slightly glow, her reaction causing an idea to pop into your mind, “I could even show you the human wreckages,” as her smile grew you swore you could see Kiri glowing, and it wasn’t just her freckles, her skin seemed to start emitting a gentle light that brightened her skin to a lovely sapphire blue and those big greenish yellow eyes shifted to a bright gold as they grew in size, “come on let’s go see one now,”

“Whoa hold on, if we’re gonna go out you’re gonna need your own clothing, I don’t need you out at night and freezing your tail off,” it was Kiri turn to laugh through her nose, sounding more like a snort as she laughed at your words, instead of seeing your smile Kiri saw a blank face, no sign of amusement visible as you were too busy thinking back to that bad winter when you experienced the true negatives of the cold for the first time, seeing those shrivelled tails hanging off people’s bodies, some losing so much hair that you could see the discoloured skin underneath, “wait really?” Kiri brought you back to reality with her concerned tone, horror quickly taking over her as you nodded in return, “oh Eywa,” you watched as Kiri’s tail wrapped around her torso, her ears hanging so flat and so low as her hands squeezed the fluffy tip of her tail, “hey, i-it’s ok, look my grandmother is a great sewer, let me just fix this guy up and we can go and get you a nice, warm covering for your tail,” by simply resting your hand against her clothed shoulder you brought her eyes down to you, giving her a soft smile that she matched, “that sound good?”

“That sounds very good,”

Peaking through the ‘door’ of the sewing hut you found your grandmother on the ground, plucking cocoons out of a pot and ripping them open, “Gam Gam,” as you rushed over to her you saw her concentrated glare turn into a sweet smile, “hello yawntutsyip,” her free arm reached out to you, gently pulling you into her side as she continued her work, with your head against her side you sat in silence, watching her place the boiled larva into another pot and stretch the silk cocoon over a wooden arch, she continued to rip and stretch until the arch was covered in three layers, her beaten and worn hands pulling the material off and rolling it up, subconsciously throwing the roll into a basket that was half filled with the same rolls, “so, how are you ma Herwìva?”

“Good, had a nice sleep last night, and I got a decent kill this morning, yerik buck, you?”

“That sounds very nice, how are you going to cook that beast for your little friend?”

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“You have had how many suitors and still don’t know how to cook for yourself!”

“No one will teach me, plus the girls normally take over cooking before I can say anything,”

“How is an austrapede like you, the future of our clans,” all you could do was shrug your shoulders and let out a noise that sounded like ‘I don’t know’, your nonchalant nature causing a pained sigh to be released from her lips, mumbling something under her breath before going back to her normal tone, “now are you here to, hang out, with your gam or just to get that young girl wearing your ruana, clothing of her own,” you watched as the hand that once held you lifted up, pointing to Kiri who was reluctantly talking to some of the village teenagers who were fascinated and a little confused by the giant blue person who was wearing a garment that identified the wearer as the third highest ranking person within their people, “can’t it be both?”

“Just bring her in here before she gets overwhelmed,” replying to her tired sigh with a quick nod you scurried back through the door and to Kiri, your presence causing the surrounding teens to scatter, each making up an excuse in order to run off, even if they were terrible and blatantly false. With Kiri attached to your tail you brought her into your grandmother’s hut, the two giving the other a nod in acknowledgment, “hello young Kiri, how are you this lovely day?”

“Ok, just a little cold,”

“Being unprepared for the cold does cause one to suffer,”

“Would that suffering include tails falling off,” somehow your grandmother had her hand curled around Kiri’s tail, thumbing the thin appendage, “many of our people have lost their tails in the harsh winters but this, this will fall off during a gentle winter,” pulling her tail out of your grandmother’s grasp Kiri’s tail went back around her torso, her hand once again kneading the furry end, “do not worry dear, you are in the forest where we know how to care for those not made for the intense cold of the great mountain, here take this and sit,” pushing a brush that appeared out of no where into Kiri’s hands and grabbing the end of your ruana, your grandmother pulled Kiri down next to her, not bothered by the simple noises of protest leaving her mouth, “(Y/N) is shedding due to a lack of cold, brush it out and put it in this,” once again she pulled an object out of nowhere, a large wicker basket that seemed to have remnants of light purple fur sticking out between the fibres, “Gam!”

“Just sit,” letting out a nasally growl you sat yourself in front of Kiri, your tail resting in her lap as you removed your slightly baggy shirt to reveal the mass of short, thick hairs running along your back, “we typically add our hair to our blankets, adding an extra layer to keep more warmth in, so adding it to a wrap for your tail, should keep it nice and warm,” simply running the thin bristles through your hair once brushed out a large chuck, plucking and placing the chunk down into the basket Kiri continued to brush, as she sat staring at nothing but your back she noticed how your hair thinned out the further it grew from your spine, while she could see how your thick hair trailed off on your sides she couldn’t see how your belly was covered in soft thin hairs, a soft spot made for someone to cuddle into instead of being a blanket of fur to keep you warm.

Placing her hand against your back she found it felt similar to the fur on your tail, only gaining a hair like texture when her hand brushed over your spine. As Kiri continued to brush the loose hairs out and run her hand over your back, you did your best to ignore the spying eyes of your grandmother and hold your tail and ears still, succeeding at the first as the soothing sound and feeling of the wires combing through your hair lulled you into a relaxed state, yet this caused you to fail at your second task, your ears gently fluttering and your tail moving out of Kiri’s lap and loosely curling around her waist, the tip flicking at the end of each brush stoke. By the time the basket was half full, you had completely passed out, slumped over with a gentle rumbling emitting from your chest, your slumbering form unaware of the conversations happening between Kiri and your grandmother and unaware of the struggle Kiri had against your tail, fighting against the solid mass of muscle that refused to let go of her waist so she could brush it properly.

By the time you awoke you found yourself on a mat, your ruana draped over your huddled form, sitting up you found the hut empty and quite, the only noise being a chattering coming from an adjacent room. Slipping your ruana over your head, you got up onto your feet, stumbling over to the door where the sounds were coming from, past the door you saw Kiri dressed in your people’s clothing, one of your grandmother’s many friends, who you affectionately called your aunties, doing her best to measure Kiri’s height with a piece of string while another auntie tinkered with the piece of fabric that was attached to her pants and wrapped around her tail, “they dragged me in here,” Kiri was staring at you, shocked by your sudden appearance, the two older women turned to you, their wrinkled faces wrinkling even more as they addressed you, “because she needed her own clothing,”

“We couldn't just stand by and let this girl be naked, even with your ruana she would’ve froze her tail off,”

“Wait but (Y/N)’s grand-”

“Oh that old coot doesn’t know anything,”

“The only thing she does know is how to almost kill (Y/N), remember the nantang incident,” the two quickly devolved into bitching about your grandmother, going over stories that you couldn’t help but listen to, Kiri, who was now ignored by the old women, didn’t want to listen to the stories, moving away from her spot and dragging you out of the room, “how could you listen to that?”

“It’s a normal thing we do, not like gam doesn’t do it to them,” hearing a ‘what’ yelp out, you tightened your grip of Kiri’s hand and rushed out of the sewing hut, ignoring the questioning coming from one of your ‘aunties’.

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Pushing through the wall of foliage you stumbled out into the clearing, your eyes locking onto the abandoned metal structure that stood pathetically in the sun light, “told you I knew where we were going,” excitingly you turned around, expecting Kiri to be right there as you didn’t hear the rustling of plant life, “Kiri?” the rustling started back up, the sound quickly moving towards you until Kiri popped out of the foliage, still pulling and stretching the clothing that covered her body, “can’t I get something more loose, I can’t stand this touching my skin,”

“You should have said that before we got here, all of the old women will be out doing their old people things by the time we get back to the village,”

“Can I at least take it off for now?”

“Just don’t whine to me if you get cold,” leaving Kiri’s side she began to tear the clothing off, shivering at the cold air that imminently hit her skin, she was frozen in place, her eyes shifting between the sleeves that hung off her arms and her bare stomach, powering through she removed the infernal clothing, gently folding the shirt and pants and placing them on a nearby rock before following after your form that was already slinking into the building through a broken window. Landing on the dusty metal floor your eyes quickly adapted to the darken area, spying the many small objects left inside of the abandoned building, walking deeper into the building you ignored Kiri climbing in behind you, busy touching every broken and or decaying item you could find until you stepped on a sharp piece of metal, squatting down you grasped the thin handle and lifted the miniature knife up to your eyes, looking over the rusted object “hey Kiri how much do you know about human things?”

“Decent amount, why?”

“You know what’s this is called?” holding the piece of metal out you delivered the metal knife to Kiri, her smaller hand plucking it from your larger hands, “I’m not sure about it’s name, but I do know humans use them in medicine,” …

“Ah when it’s not covered in this, stuff, humans use it to precisely cut people, I remember the humans back home had to use one on my brother when he swallowed something too big,” oooing at the rusty piece of metal you delicately placed it into your bag, crouching down to the floor to search for more similar objects.

As you continued to touch everything and explore you found yourself in front of a sliding door that was off it’s hinges, peering through the small gap you just found another bare room, but the sense of exploration overtook your sense of boredom, slipping your fingers between the opening you yanked it across, well, you tried, a pained squeal erupted from the door as it slightly moved across, the build up of rust and machinal lock stopping it from moving too far, adding another hand you tried again, only getting slightly further this time, growling you spread your stance wide and added your last two hands to the door’s edge, psyching yourself up with a few huffs and head bobs before putting all of your strength behind the door, destroying the locks as you slammed the door open, rust and dust being flung into air from your action, “what are you doing?”

“... nothing,” hearing Kiri’s footsteps start up again you rushed through the door, not caring if Kiri was actually coming towards you or if she just went back to walking around the cabin.

Looking around the new room you found yourself in a living quarters, worn beds built into the walls, cluttered and dust covered desks standing directly across from the beds, reaching the end of the room you found a wall covered with random items, the most enticing being the large collage of photos, searching through the photos you found something that caught your eye, the younger face of the man who you’ve been following for the last 16 years, that big smile you adored over powering the creepiness caused by the flash of the camera, “whatcha find?” you would’ve normally jumped but those gentle footsteps were caught in your ear, unknowingly tracking Kiri as she made her way over to you, you didn’t even feel that pang of fear as her hand glided along top the end of your tail and her head hovered over yours, whispering her words into your rounded ear, “really old photos,” reaching up your fingers danced over the polaroid, bring Kiri’s attention to the dusty picture, reminding her of those two simple photos of her mothers and auntie, “why does look at it feel so, strange,” taking a deep breath your eyes focused on the photo, a strange feeling washing over your body, "seeing him, there, it’s just really nice, you know?” you gave her a quick glance, not even looking at her, just a simple movement to acknowledge her, “yeah, I know,”

“You have old photos of your parents?”

“Of my mothers,”

“You have two mothers?”

“My birth mother, Grace, a sky person, and my mother, Neytiri, a Na’vi, Grace was sent to Eywa so Neytiri and Jake raised me,”

“Do you have those old photos on you?”

“No, they are kept home where everyone can see her, I do have moving pictures of Grace though,”

“Moving pictures?”

“Humans call them recordings, you presses a button and a human device copies what you say and do then someone can press a different button and see what the device copied, even years after the recording,” looking back at your father’s photo you felt that feeling again, turning back at Kiri a kind smile crossed your lips as you thought, “may I see your mother?”

Even as Kiri slept against your side, her arm resting over you and pulling you tight against her, you stayed up until the sun rose, too invested with the videos to sleep, even if you could barely piece together what Grace was saying.

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The next couple of days passed quickly, each one filled with a routine that you and Kiri silently agreed to, either starting with you out hunting or you and Kiri sharing a meal consisting of left over food, either going to the village to hang out with the older women, where you would search for fruits, watch as the women turned the fibres from the cocoons into useable fabric or just get berated for not having a mate and not ‘properly trying’ to solidifying your relationship with Kiri.

Or going to get your irkans in order to travel up to the mountain, those days starting out with the two of you preforming the basic duties expected of you but it always ended up with the two of you running off to explore the mountain and it’s many nooks and crannies, or to look at the left over human objects that littered your home, the small gentle lights that hung off the ceiling of the caves, the distinctly human tables, the metal bowls, the pictures, mortars and pestles, metal needles, the decently sized solar panels to power the small lights and there were even some human electrics stored away in an off to the side cave, these objects didn’t account for the many abandoned buildings around the mountain, which the two of you happily explored.

Every day ended with the two of you retreating back into the forest, a fire ranging to either boil stew or roast chunks of seasoned meat that was plated with veggies, a friend or two, maybe even a group joined the two of you just about every night, bringing their own food and drinks in order to have a dinner away from their parents. Some even stayed overnight due to someone snagging a bottle of fermented fruit stuffed with nectars or honeys, you didn’t mind people drinking, but you hated when the drunks would slip it to someone else without them realising what it was, forcing you to care for the crying virgin who just had their first taste of alcohol.

Every gathering you were able to avoid that fate, knowing to not to trust anyone who handed you a drink out of nowhere, but that mistrust didn’t extent to Kiri, the most she did was drag you deeper into the forest or mountain without you realising, purposely feeding you something sour when the two of you were feasting on berries or play with your tail when you were trying to do some important future olo’eyktan duties or olo’eyktan training.

One night, about ten days into your two weeks together, you were sitting in a circle with some friends, munching on a sweet bun and unaware that Kiri had left your side, only realising that she was gone when she was walking back to you with two cups in hand, with a simple ‘thank you’ you absentmindedly took the cup she handed you, more focused on getting a drink than where the drink came from, and it’s not like that sweet little smile Kiri gave you made you think any clearer. With Kiri back leaning against your side, you drained the liquid from your cup, each gulp causing your head to become lighter and your mouth to become drier, and the more you drank the more your body ached for another drink.

Next thing you know you were deep in the forest with your drunken party trying to see who could jump the big gap between the two random branches you found and who could find the biggest rock and the steepest hill. Before you could throw your rock down that steep hill, your fun was cut short by the omatikaya girl finally finding you and dragging you back to the gazebo, laying on top of you to stop your drunken and upset state from running back into the forest where “my real friends are!”

The next day was the only day your routine was really broken, Kiri stuck feeding you water and fruit juice until your brain went back to normal, even then you were too tired to get up from the soft leaf bed and do something productive, the soft lap you were nestled in, the fingers running through your hair and the wet cloth held against your forehead didn’t help to motivate you to move either. Your tired state even caused you to not acknowledge your father when he came to scold you for your irresponsibility nor realise that Kiri told your father off because it’s not like you chose to have people take you away from her safety and get you drunk.

By the time you had some energy to move, the sun was already setting, sitting up you saw Kiri fiddling with the many clay containers that filled the shelves, searching for that particular jam/jelly you enjoyed. With it in hand she carried it over to the human coffee table that had cut up pieces of bread on it, with the spread spread Kiri was ready to carry it over to you, freezing for a few seconds when she saw you sitting up, “looks like someone is finally wake,” groaning you hunched over, mumbling as you took the piece of bread Kiri handed you, “how’s your head?”

“Much better then this morning, thank you for that Kiri,”

“Of course,” her hand rested against your head, rubbing your rounded ear in a soothing motion with her thumb, “couldn’t let the little Herwìva suffer,” yanking your head away from her you confusingly glared at Kiri, “who told you about that?”

“I hear many things, you really thought I wouldn’t hear about the silly little nickname your grandma gave you,”

“When did she tell you?”

“When I first met her,” overly exaggerating your groaning you planted yourself into her shoulder, earning a giggle from her you looked up at Kiri with your eyes, your tail twisting over itself like your stomach, “so Kiri,”

“What’s up Herwìva?” letting her head flop down she moved down to your level, her ears standing at attention, “have you enjoyed your time here?” a simple laugh blew out of her nose, her head slightly bobbing to give you sincere nod, “have, you enjoyed your time with me?” her face stretched and squeezed into a full smile, her hand sliding up you bottom arm, “you really think I would still be here if I didn’t enjoy your company,” you mouth gaped open, your throat tight as you tried getting your words out, “(Y/N)?”

“You, have four days left here, four days left to decide whether you want to be my mate,” after staining your words out the two of you sat in silence, your head bowed as you suffered through the silence, “hold on,” removing herself from you, Kiri glided over to the storage wall, searching through the pieces of furniture until she pulled out the small bag you remember her having the first day she arrived.

Kneeling in front of you she held the bag out to you while showing off those flat pearly whites, “don’t tell me the mighty hunter is scared of taking a bag, especially when she asked for it,” your fingers hesitantly grasped around the leather, pulling it out of Kiri’s hands and into your chest, “do I have to give you mine?”

“You wanna be my mate?” your tiny nods causing her freckles to glow, “than go find it for me,” with bag still held against your chest you copied Kiri’s previous actions, finding your bag in a chest, hidden beneath a pile of blankets. Dragging yourself back to your seat on the leaf bed, you kept your grip tight on the bag, holding your head up to face Kiri before handing it over, “just know I’m not that good at making things but I really tried,” Kiri’s hand reached out for yours, her slender fingers wrapping around your wrist and giving it a tight squeeze, after swallowing at your dried mouth the two of you reached into your respective bag, pulling out the pieces of jewellery and admiring one another’s works.

Your fingers grazed over the beads, each one carved and smoothed out into a perfect shape, non where misshapen, too big or too small, care and dedication evident in every bead. Your eyes shifted from Kiri’s collar to your necklace, it was simply made from two strings that where set in an arching fashion, yet the bottom string wasn’t attached at the right spot, one of the ties being too lose and sliding down until it was stopped by one of the many wooden disks that were knotted into place along the strings, this imbalanced build causing everything to hang lopsided. While you did add plenty of pieces, your necklace was bare when compared to her collar, ruffly rounded beads of tree resin threaded through the thick strings, by your judgement the only success being the polish you applied to the resin, making the golden beads shine. Looking back down at the beautifully crafted collar, your fingers ran over the multiple lines of beads, each row and column sitting in line even with the differently sized and shaped beads intercepting the smooth spheres and the pointed bones that lined the edge of the collar.

Your favourite piece being the oval disk that sat in the middle, it having a familiar diamond like pattern craved into it that you swore you’ve seen before, playing with the flaked edges of the fresh carving your eyes swung back to Kiri once more, her fingers gliding over the carved pieces of painted wood were tied into the bottom string in a simple pattern, yet due to the harsh carving and rubbing of strings the paint had began to chip and flake, an almost silent whine coming out as Kiri’s gentle fingers caused a flake to fall off. “Oh, what are these for?” before you could look up at Kiri she already had her hand on your cheek, lifting your head up to face her, her brows knit into concern as her thumb wiped away the tears that dripped down your face, only just realising they were there, “I-I don’t know, they’re just, coming out,” yanking your face away you rubbed the tears away, your tail thumping against the ground as your body whined out, “hey I didn’t mean to damage it, I was just taken aback and wasn’t thinking,” your ears twitched forwards, directed right at Kiri “taken aback, by the necklace?”

“Oh course, some bits might need some fresh paint and a good seal, but it’s perfect and I love it,” that toothy grin, the glow to her freckles and the light in her eyes, it made you think she really liked the necklace. Your pupils blew wide as she unhooked the simple clamp, lifting it up and placing it over her mother’s necklace, she messed with the two pieces of jewellery until they sat together on her chest, the bottom string hanging lower than her mother’s, “it just suits me so well,” her hands fanned over the jewellery, showing how it matched her mother’s necklace and how normal it looked on her, “now, let’s see how good mine looks on you,” crawling closer to you she grabbed a hold of your ruana’s collar, lifting it up and over your head, simply placing the thick bundle of fabrics into your lap before pulling the beaded collar out of your hands. After a few seconds of just sitting there she motioned to your shirt, the motion starting your brain back up and making you remove your shirt, with your neck now bare for Kiri she leaned right over you, pressing herself against you as she wrapped the collar around your neck and looped the small elastics around the hooks.

With the collar secure she began poking and prodding at the beads, slowly pulling her back until her hands resting over your top collar bones, her thumbs rolling over the wooden oval in the middle of collar, “perfect fit, and it looks good on you too,” admiring the way the jewellery piece gently clung to your skin she saw a few droplets of water fall onto her hands and the beads, looking back up tears were more steadily flowing down your face, with that weak little smile pulling on her heart Kiri pulled you into her chest, cooing out a mixture of chuckles and soothing noises as she rubbed your back, “oh Paskalin,” rolling on her side, she pulled you down against her as she laid on the bed, her tail curling around your waist as your hands grabbed at her shirt and your head buried into her chest, “aw my sensitive little Herwìva,”

“Shut up, just let me cuddle you in peace,” while your solid body did put a lot of weight onto Kiri, the absolute warmth radiating from you made it worth it, somehow pulling you closer into her and keeping you on top of her for the entire night.

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Can Arranged Courtship Work?

Kiri x f!Na’vi Reader

Part Two

Italics means words are spoken in English

I don't know if Kiri’s ikran has a name so I just give her one, Mayie

-------------------------------------------------------------- Turning back to his eldest daughter Jake saw Kiri lagging behind, a scowl plastered on her face, “oi quite sulking you agreed to this!” shouting over the rushing air Jake caught the attention of his daughter, grumbling to herself the young girl laxed the slight pull she had on her ikran, “I just don’t understand why must I do this, Neteyam’s the oldest,”

“Like I told you, this clan wants a Tsahik for their future olo’eykte and Neteyam isn’t connected to Eywa like you are,”

“...wait, she’s a girl?”

“Of course, did you think we were setting you up with a guy?”

“Well it’s not like I’ve said anything concerning that,”

“Kiri please you’re not that sneaky,” ducking her head away from her father’s eyes Jake simply chuckling at her.

Brought out of her embarrassment by the screeching of multiple ikrans, Kiri looked up to see larger ikrans flying above her, seeing that instead of the cooler colours of her people’s ikrans these were warmer in colouration, the sky filled with browns, reds, oranges and yellows with bits of purple spread between.

“Come on baby girl, this way,” continuing to watch the ikrans above her Kiri subconsciously followed her father, only looking down when her ikran began to land on one of the many flat surfaces that littered the mountain, dismounting the beast she kept close to her ikran, holding Mayie’s head in her hands, soothing her as she admired the woven bridges and buildings surrounding her, getting a small glimpse at the village that was built into the mountain.

As she looked around the slightly snowy terrain, she found her eyes were captured by the brightly coloured cloak like clothing that covered your people. Watching the foreign na’vi she couldn't help by list each difference she could see that made your people look even more alien then humans. A light greyish purplish skin that was covered in dark rosettes instead of stripes, a much broader and thicker yet shorter body that held an extra set of arms, a short tswin that was k, encased by a thick looking layer of skin instead of hair and a much thicker and longer tail that was covered in a dense layer of short hairs that matched the colour your people’s skin.

Dressed in his finest and most colourful fabrics your father marched towards the two awaited omatikayas, a tray of fruits in his upper hands and two plain ruanas in his lower hands, when your father reached the two he radiated so much confidence that the two didn’t even realise he stood just below Jake’s chest, “oel ngati kameie Toruk Makto,” your father happily handed over the ruanas, the two relived they had some protection from the cold “oel ngati kameie olo'eyktan Melkyal, it’s an honour to finally meet you,”

“The honour is mine, is this your daughter?” nudging her shoulder Jake pushed Kiri closer to the shorter man, the younger na’vi rolled her eyes at her father before greeting the olo’eyktan with a half hearted bow, “Oel ngati kameie, I am Kiri, daughter of Grace Augustine, Jake Sully and Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite,”

“Oel ngati kameie Kiri, my daughter should be here soon, she was so excited to meet you she forgot to grab her gift,” as Jake took one of the fruits he placed his larger hand on Kiri’s head, “ha reminds me of someone who kept forgetting her gift all day yesterday,”

“Oh mind if I have a quick look, I’ve heard you Omaticayas are great crafters,” with a huff Kiri reached into her bag, pulling out a large collar that was made up out of bones, seeds, nuts, wood and stones, each one carved and some painted to create a beautiful neckpiece that had a bit too much effort put into it, “I hope it fits, I don’t wish to reshape it,”

As you bounced along the woven bridge you searched for your father, seeing him standing next to two strange looking Na’vi, peering over at the two you spied on who you assumed was Kiri, the sight of the girl causing your ears flutter, but that good feeling your were feeling dissipated when you saw the gift she was holding, even from a distance you saw how intricate and well made it was.

Placing a hand on your side bag you thought about how ‘lacking’ yours was compared to her’s, yes you knew you were far from a crafter, your upbringing focusing on hunting, building and leading, but that didn’t stop insecurity from coming over you, your mind going back to the times suitors refused your gift on the basis that it wasn’t good enough. As your ears flattened against your head and your tail curled by your side, your feet began to move backwards, everything inside of you screaming at you to run, to hide, to just forget about this entire situation, until your father’s voice broke through, “(Y/N) there you are, come on Toruk Makto is here,” swallowing the lump in your throat you straighten your spine, stiffy making your way over to the three, Kiri rushing to place the collar back into her bag when she saw you, the girl slightly confused at her haste.

As you approached the three Kiri noticed your ankle length ruana, it was only attached around your top shoulders and it had a split running right down the middle that revealed your clothed body, your ruana was covered in simple patterns that were made up out of a mixture of bright and deep reds, yellows, oranges, and a simple royal blue, the colouration being a much simpler version of your father’s. Reaching the group you bowed your head at the two forest na’vi, the two of them mimicking your action, “Kiri, this is my daughter (Y/N), darling this is the daughter of Toruk Makto, Kiri,” with her arms crossed Kiri lifted her hand in a wave, you returning it with a simple bend of an elbow. The four of you stood there in an awkward silence, Jake and Melkyal staring down at their daughters, shrugging to one another as the two of you did your best to not look at the other, “well I’m guessing Kiri didn’t have a decent meal last night, darling why don’t you take Kiri out and find yourselves some dinner,”

“Oh, Mayie is very tired, plus I have a bunch of stuff to unpack,”

“Oh I don’t mind carrying you down on my inkah,”

“And while you’re away your inkah can rest here until (Y/N) makes you a shelter,”

“Go on Kiri they’re offering to help, don’t be rude,” blowing air out of her nose Kiri stepped away from Mayie and her father, standing right in front of you, “well come on then let’s go,”

“Oh right,” turning your head towards the open air, you let out a series of deep guttural calls, Kiri likening it to the call her mother used for her inkah and children, each yip lasting longer, being deeper in tone and more guttural. Looking up at the sky full of inkahs, a dark red inkah called back, the large beast swooping down next to you, inquisitively staring at Kiri before shoving her head under your ruana and in between your arms, nuzzling her massive head into your side.

Running your hands over the beast’s head and down to her neck you lifted yourself up onto the back of the inkah, easily connecting your shorter tswin to her longer tswin, smiling down at Kiri as you offering your lower hand to her, “wait a minute young lady give me a hug before you go,” before Kiri could move Jake hooked his hand under Kiri’s arms, lifting her up into his arms and nuzzling his face into her cheek, “no dad don’t,” kicking her heels into his hips Jake laughed at her, pressing a kiss to her cheek before putting her down, “you are so gross,” using your arm to pull herself up, Kiri sat right behind you, her hands attached to the shoulders of your lower arms.

Turning Txo around you moved her to the edge of the ledge, giving your father a wave before falling over the edge, Txo’s large wings carrying you back up and around the mountain side, as you glided around the mountain Kiri was able to see the many structures and cave entrances that littered that mountain side, each one connected by woven bridges and possible cave systems hidden in the mountain. Breaking away from the mountain you descended down to the forest that surrounded your home, pushing against your shoulders Kiri lifted herself up to peer over your top shoulder, relaxing as she saw the lush forest, “so why are we going to the forest, I thought we were gonna stay in the mountains?”

“Oh I just thought because you’re a forest person it would make you more comfortable to be there, plus the snow storms are coming soon and they don’t reach the forest,”

“That’s really nice, thank you,”

“Of course, you didn’t choose to be here, the least I could do is make sure you’re comfortable,” descending down to the canopy of the forest, Txo made her way to the clearing your people created, as she landed her wings created large gusts of wind that gained the negative attention of many na’vi surrounding you. Dismounting Txo you held your arms out for Kiri, the girl dramatically feigning thanks as she leaned down into your arms, her hands lingering on your shoulders when you placed her down on solid ground. Unbeknownst to you a few of the village teenagers were approaching you, muttering to one another about Kiri’s appearance, “oi (Y/N) is this the new girl you’re being forced to date,”

“Guys this is Kiri, and yes she’s my newest suitor,” through gritted teeth you introduced Kiri to the group of teens, standing slightly in front of her to create a barrier between her and the teens, “I know you get some, ‘different’ looking suitors but I’ve never seen someone so, strange before,” turning to Kiri you looked her over with Kiri looking right back down at you with her pupils blown wide and her ears standing tall, “you mean her nose?”

“It’s so small, and look, she has hair on her face,” as Kiri brushed her fingers over her eyebrows the group gasped, “she even has dreamwalker fingers,” looking back to her face, you scanned over Kiri’s fingers, seeing that she did indeed have four fingers on each hand, “huh, well this has been great but we have a bunch of stuff to do, so I’ll talk to you guys later ok,” forcing a smile you herded Kiri away from the group and towards to tree line, your smile turning into a grimace when you were far enough away from the group, “yeah if you can, do not talk to them,” reaching the edge of the forest Kiri began scaling the flora, easily slinking up and around the plant life, following behind her you tried to mimic her actions, yet your large hands were unable to properly grip the small divots and grooves, your weight even causing some vines to break.

Jumping off the large trunk you were attached to you landed against the thin branch below with a thud, your tail violently swaying to save you from slipping off the moss covered branch, “you good there olo’eyktan,” seeing Kiri standing further along the branch you made your way over to her, the tip of your tail flicking as you did your best to balance on the thin branch, “yep, just, a little rusty,”

“When was the last you climbed a tree?”

“Not that long ago, I remember climbing in this forest about… two years ago,” as you mumbled the last bit under your breath Kiri bent down to your height, her head cocked at your hunched form, “what was that?”

“Oh shut up,” with a grin on her lips Kiri turned from you, confidently running along and jumping off the branch, easily swinging on a branch hidden in the foliage and gracefully landing on the massive branch that sat across from the branch you were still on, “just go with your movements, don’t fight against the flow,” blowing out all of the air in your lungs you ran after Kiri, almost succeeding in copying her actions, your only mistake being you let go of the branch too early, causing the top half of your torso to be slammed against the branch. As your chest made contact with the solid piece of wood you felt all of the air be forced out of your lungs and a great amount of pain below your ribs, burying your fingers into the flesh you clung onto the edge of the branch, trying to suck the air back into your lungs as your lower limbs flailed around to grip onto something. Seeing the genuine pain on your face Kiri kneeled next to you, reaching down and grabbing a hold of your failing hand, pulling it up until you were able to attach your third hand to the branch, the extra help making it easier to pull yourself up.

Making it fulling over the edge you flopping against the branch, this sudden lack of tension causing Kiri to fall over, sitting right back up Kiri moved to your side, her hand resting on your back, feeling your shallow and quick breaths, “what’s wrong?”

“Can’t… breath,” after struggling to roll you over, Kiri fought to push you up into a sitting position, holding you against her chest with a hand under your ruana and on your stomach, “you’re gonna have to relax and breathe deep through your gut,” as Kiri felt the shaky rise and fall of your stomach she also felt how the roughness of your skin contrasted with the softness of your belly, something she thought was unique to her father due to his human side, “that’s it, just keep breathing,” slowly your breath came back to you, the pain in your belly dissipating as your mind relaxed, “you good?” after letting a few coughs out you found how easily you could lift your chest, rocking your head Kiri slowly stood, her hands still attached to you as she helped you up onto your feet, “thank you,”

“No problem, just it easy for bit ok,” as you nodded Kiri moved away from you, walking on the edge of the branch while still facing you, “so what did your dad mean by, until you make me a shelter?”

“Oh right, well due to ancient customs you cannot receive food or shelter from anyone but me,”

“What?”

“Yeah it’s kinda a shitty thing to do but it’s just to show that I will be able to provide for you and impress you with my incredible skills,” you said as you puffed out your chest in exaggerated pride, “oh well why don’t you show me your skills and make me that shelter,”

“uh well you see I am fully capable in building a solid structure it’s just... I don’t know where to build it,” humming Kiri looked around the trees surrounding her, her tail flicking side to side as she turned until her eyes landed on the tree you were standing on, the top of the trunk had split into three, creating a slight divot in the middle that was surrounded by large branches growing off the trunks, “that seems like a good spot, can you work with that?” making the short climb up the trunk you found the branchless area, almost being the perfect base for a structure, “yeah this looks good, ah so I’m gonna have to go to the village to get some materials and focus on building this, there shouldn’t be any predators nearby so if you want, you can explore, just don’t go too far, ok?” with a simple nod Kiri watched as you easily made your way though the foliage, starting with you easily crossing the gap you just failed with a simple leap.

Taking a deep breath Kiri was able to take in the forest, noticing the constant chill in the air that caused her face to flush and her skin to prickle, slinking down to the forest floor she found some familiar looking plants surrounding her, their familiarity giving her a sense of calmness in this new and cold world. With her knife in hand Kiri scoured the forest, cutting and picking fruits and herbs, placing them in a brand new crudely made bag, stitched together from the fabric of the plain rauna. Each step she took her eyes were caught by the random objects surrounding her, collecting flowers, small rocks, chunks of dried sap, bones, talons, and other random items from this new forest.

During the entire time Kiri explored the forest there was the faint sound of chopping ringing out, the noise coming and going until the eclipse began when the sound completely ceased, with a decent amount of food and knick-knacks collected and the possibility you made some type of shelter she returned to the tree, easily finding it as there were neat piles of sticks, rocks and rope on the branch the two of you once stood on, and a ladder leading from the branch to the top of the trunk.

Climbing up the newly made ladder she found you rolling out a thick matt over a large patch of ash, looking down at it with great satisfaction before littering it with soft greens. Drawn back to the structure around her, the sight brought = her back to the many human fantasy and romance books she has read, remembering the many gazebos that were littered through out the literatures, “this actually looks really nice,” hearing her voice you were drawn away from your scattering of plants, your eyes landing on the bag of fruits, your gut rumbling at the sight, “oh you’re back, did you enjoy yourself?” giving a ‘mhmm’ Kiri walked deeper into the structure, finding a ‘circle’ of mats, taking a seat on one and placing the basket in middle of the circle. Rising from your knees you walked over to the girl, licking your lips as you starred at the fruit, seeing Kiri pat the mat opposite to her you happily obeyed, your mouth watering from the pile of fruits in front of you, plucking a small berry from the pile you brought it up to your face, examining the rock hard skin for any bruising, “did you get this from the ground?” looking up at you Kiri’s eye brow cocked, concerned at the hungry look you were giving to the rock she found, “yeah?”

“Were any bugs near it?” with the slight shaking of her head you unsheathed your knife, “perfect,” gripping the ends of the fruits with a top and bottom hand you lifted your top arm up, slamming your knife into the fruit, with the blade implanted into the skin you gave it a simple roll, cutting around the fruit’s circumference, re-sheathing your knife you gripped the middle of the fruit, squeezing and pulling at it until it pealed open, revealing the sweet white fruit inside, plucking one of the segmented pieces of fruit out you held it out to Kiri who just stared at it, “do you not want it?” taking the piece from you she held it to her face, her expression unchanging, “I didn’t even know it was a fruit,” with a snort you pulled out another piece, smiling at the confused girl as you chewed on the fruit.

As the number of fruits in the pile decreased, the night grew darker and ever colder, something that went completely unnoticed by you, every bit of fat and cloth covering you keeping you protected. Kiri on the other hand felt every decreasing degree, cursing herself for greatly shortening the ruana that would’ve protected her slim body. Seeing the tiny, uncontrollable shivers overtaking Kiri’s body you felt a pang of pity, “guess you really needed that ruana huh,” hearing a grunt and seeing her shiver grow, your pity turning into guilt, she wasn’t built for this environment and you didn’t even think about building walls to keep out the cold, or grabbing extra blankets for her.

You watched as she stood from her spot, her arms and tail wrapped around her as she walked over to the bed, trying to manoeuvre her now hip lengthened ruana into being a suitable blanket.

��Here,” as you stood over Kiri you pulled your ruana over your head, holding it out to the girl who leaned up on her elbows to look up at you, hesitantly taking it from your grasp she gave you a questioning look, “you need it more than me, I’m built for the cold,” as she pulled the short ruana over her head, the first thing she noticed was the strange lining, made up out of short, soft hairs that tickled her skin, as you watched the ruana encase Kiri’s slender body your eyes lingered on her legs, your ruana only reaching the middle of her thighs making you realise just how much height she had on you, “sorry it’s short,”

“As long as it keeps me warm then I don’t care,” lifting the collar up she snuggled into the fake fur, gaining relief from the radiating warmth, “but what’s this on the inside,”

“Oh that’s called faux fur, humans make it to mimic the fur their animals had,” as Kiri gave you a surprised look, you made your way to the other side of the bed, just being able to sit down before she interrupted you, “you know English?”

“Yep, my dad taught me, didn’t your dad tell you that humans used to live with my people,” rolling over in your seat you laid your stomach against the soft greenery, your tail creeping up your back and curling under your head as a makeshift pillow, following after you Kiri laid on her side, “so he got this fabric from them,” turning your head to her you found Kiri facing you, her eyes glowing in anticipation, “ah yeah he did,” Kiri didn’t stop staring, nodding her head and flicking her fingers in a way that silently begged you to keep going, “so um, as you may know, we also practice iknimaya, and when my father completed his, he was ready to choose his mate, and there just happened to be this beautiful na’vi woman he fancied, but she had this fascination with humans to the point she didn’t accept any of the normal na’vi courting gifts, telling each man who approached her to, get her something truly human,”

“So he got the fax for fabric humans make to mimic animal for?” breathlessly laughing at her pronunciation you slightly rolled onto your side, facing her better while not putting your arm into an uncomfortable position, “nah, he took it too literally and ah, tried ripping out a human’s skull,” after nodding your head in agreement with her gasp you continued on, “yah it wasn’t his best move, especially seeing how that was her best human friend,” Kiri again gasped, this time sounding more dramatic and fake, “in his victim’s frenzy to escape, he chucked a soft, pink and fuzzy blanket at my father, the blanket completely capturing my dad’s full attention,” pulling the collar back Kiri looked down at the pink, hairy fabric lining the inside, her grip becoming more gentle, “something so fake, so human, the perfect gift for his love,”

“So he got the girl?”

“Nope, the next day she disappeared, never to be seen again, they say she ran off with a human, who was reportedly almost killed the previous night,”

“So what happened with the blanket?”

“Well my dad eventually met my mum and not long after, I was born, my parents told me that I had this habit of constantly crying when I didn’t have a hold of my parent’s hair,” your sentence was broken by a chuckle, thinking back to the stories your father told you, “after a month of torture my dad finally remembered, the blanket that had a hair like texture, after hours of searching he finally found it, and he threw it on top of me,”

“And?” with her breath held in her lung and her tail held high, she shuffled closer to you, “I stopped crying, that blanket turned into my favourite thing, I tried dragging it around every where, I refused to sleep unless I had it, I even punched someone up because they made fun of me having it, but their words got to me eventually and I thought I had to grow out of it to be an adult,” reaching out you brushed your fingers over the colourful ruana, a sad smile coming over your lips, “when I completed my iknimaya, my father gifted me this ruana, he told me ‘so you can drag your comfort around everywhere you go and still look like a mature... adult’,” with a yawn cutting through your sentence you pressed her head deeper into your tail, your eyes forcing themselves close, “you warm enough?”

“A little chilly but this ruana is doing wonders,” it took you a few seconds to rely, having to force yourself awake enough to mumble out a reply, “I’ll make sure put some walls up tomorrow after an early hunt, ok,”

“Ok,” gently pushing your head back into your furry pillow, Kiri watched as you almost immediately passed out with soft rumblings coming from your chest, feeling as if she was actually ok with this arrangement.

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@nin3kyuu great artist, I got some inspiration for this by her mountain na’vi, especially by the beautiful ruanas they designed

#avatar #Avatar 2 #avatar x reader #avatar kiri #avatar kiri x reader #kiri avatar #kiri x reader #avatar way of water

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Back in the Day

A Marine Biologist

Tonowari x F!Reader X Ronal

@hoodiepandaninja16 just wanted to make sure you saw this because you asked

In the beginning all dialogue is said in English, when the Metkayina come in dialogue that is in italics is English

Pushing yourself further into the corner you bared your teeth at the bearded avatar who was stalking closer to you, “come on sweetheart just put the mask on,” snarling at the scottish man you crouched down into the corner, your eyes darting between the man and the exit, “don’t even think about it,” gripping the wall you jolted towards to door before doubling back, scrambling away from the Scottish man who jumped at the spot where you faked going. As you ran for the door you tailed failed behind you, smacking into the humans and avatars that tried grabbed a hold of you, jumping through the doors they slammed behind you, Terrence right behind and slamming against the glass “you have a masters, why are you like this!?” shrugging your shoulders you spun away from the door, your tail lazily swinging as you sauntered towards the outside door and with a simple press of a button the door to the outside began to slowly raise, water slowly filling the room, “just don’t go too far, ok,”

“OK!?”

“(Y/N) don’t you ignore me!” being completely submerged in water you swam out, admiring the way the sun shone through the waves and completely ignoring the Scottish man who was banging against the glass door. Diving down to the coral you lost yourself in the alien ecosystem, memorised by the ‘small’ interactions of the reef. About to round the corner of a practically bright colony of coral a hand wrapped around your ankle, turning you saw Terrence still holding the stupid mask, his ears fluttering when he pulled you down to him and wrapped his arm around your waist, “you can take it off when we finish the job, ok?” guiding his hand you lifted the mask up to your face, the small device sealing against your skin and blowing out the water that was trapped within, “alright soldier, whatever you say,”

Raising the snare leash up you caught the waving tentacle, quickly tightening the freezing snare around the tip of the anemone tentacle, “doesn’t that hurt it?”

“We’ve been studying these things for years, they’re almost the exact same as the sea anemones we had on earth?” out of the corner of your eye the Scottish man floated into view, his eyebrow cocked, “they don’t have a brain, they’re unable to process pain,”

“Ohhh, so what makes ‘em different?”

“They’re dangerous to us,” pulling the snare taut the small chuck popped off, the chuck floating away, Terrence chasing after the small piece, “use tongs, those things have stingers and remember the neurotoxins are dangerous to us,”

You watched at Terrence chased after the chuck that seemed to be caught in a random current, chuckling at his efforts you heard the familiar squealing of the tulkuns, excitedly turning to them you swam closer to the pod who, just like the previous times they came into contact with you, ignored you, their calm nature allowing you to swim between each member and graze your hands over their leathery skin. Some of the members acknowledged you with a glace or by gently pushing you around with their flippers, some even humming as you traced your fingers along their tattoos.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw a mother with her calf approaching you, quickly moving out of their way you went to admire the tattoos of a different tulkun, that was until you felt something large press into your back, turning your head you found the young calf burying it’s face into your back, happily chirping when you looked down at it. Reaching your hand out you ran your hand over the head of the calf, becoming absolution giddy when it nuzzled it’s head back into your hand. Hearing a gentle rumbling your eyes flicked up, your attention caught by the mother floating just a few feet away, and while she didn’t show any signs of agitation she was staring you down, almost daring you to try and hurt her baby who was for some reason putting it’s trust in you. Ensuring your lips stayed close you smiled at the beast, the mother simply flapping her tail to re-join the pod, watching the mother you felt the calf nudging your side with it’s nose, the young bull pushing you towards his pod. Chuckling you went with the young bull’s demand, the tulkun happily singing as you swam around him, the young tulkun rolling and bumping himself into you as his mother watched in delight.

“Doc where do you think you’re going?” turning away from the tulkun you saw the bearded avatar swimming after you, “I said to not go near the whales,”

“He came to me, did you want me to be mean to him in front of his mother,”

“Just come on we have to go,” signing you turned to the young calf, giving the beast a loving pet and burying your head into his head before saying your goodbye, swimming back towards Terrence you heard the cries of the tulkun, your heart shattering as he swam in front of you and tried pushing you back. Before you could try to push him away a shadow appeared above you, and before you knew it you were trapped inside of the mother’s mouth with the calf, “(Y/N)!”

“Terrence relax she can’t swallow me!”

“Then what the hell is it doing,”

“It’s a natural thing the mothers do when they want to protect their babies,”

“There’s nothing to protect her baby from,”

“How far away is the pod?” a silence overcame the two of you, finally able to think properly for a second, “pretty far, guess she got sick of waiting huh?” looking around the mouth you were drawn to the bull who swam to the back of the throat, swallowing the glowing queue that floated there, “sweetheart?”

“Yeah I think I’m stuck, just tell everyone what happened and to not take me out until I give the go ahead,”

“Seriously Doc?”

“Yeah I wanna see you try and get me out,” he went quite, slight grumbling coming over the microphone, “just stay safe, and keep your tracker on, the moment that thing let’s you go, contact me and I’ll pick you up,”

“Will do soldier,”

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You sat with the bull for what seemed like hours, your mask becoming useless and forcing you to connecting yourself to the mother, becoming completely fascinated by how she was somehow able to pass fresh air to you, that you didn’t even realised she opened her mouth until someone shoved you around, a cyan na’vi pointing a knife to you, pulling your queue away from the tulkun’s you raised your hands, taking the moment she jumped away from you to swim out of the mouth, finding yourself surrounded by tulkuns and na’vi dancing with one another.

Feeling something grip and pull your tail you found the young bull holding onto it, his head bobbing as he shook your tail, swiping at him he let go and ran away, happily chirping as he ran, chasing after him you didn’t even notice the people who were watching you, confused at the random forest na’vi that suddenly appeared and was chasing after a tulkun calf. With the young bull being more energetic then the older tulkuns the only thing you could really do was chase him around, when you were able to grab a hold of a fin he would start rolling, only stopping when you had to go back to the surface for air. You spent a few hours just chasing him, you wanted to do other things and mimic the actions of the other na’vi around you but he refused to do so, either slamming himself into your gut or rushing around you to grab your tail every time you tried.

Dragging yourself out of the water you ignored the squeals of the bull, continuing to walk away from him and up further on the land, “oh shush, I’m tired and I wanna feel the sand,” making sure you were the middle of the sandy island you took your seat, ignoring the calf as you buried your feet in the loose sand, “I just wanted to collect samples and I ended up becoming a babysitter for a spoiled brat,” the bull replied by blowing air through his blowhole and slapping his tail, continuing to squeal, with a scrunched nose you returned his gesture, chuckling when he rolled in the water, soon swimming back to his mother.

Taking in the peace you turned to the sun, soaking in it’s warm rays until you heard the squeaking of sand behind you, turning you saw an old man approaching you with younger man on his heels, the younger of the two radiating much more positivity then the elder whose face was overtaken by a scowl, standing you brushed the sand off of your clothes, immediately bowing your head away from the gaze of the elder, “what are you doing here omatikaya?”

“Tulkun, bring me, … fuck,” as your tail twisted in on itself you turned away from the two, racking your brain for that one word, “um, to, this place,”

“A tulkun brought you here, why?” turning to the water you saw the young bull was back on the shore, squealing when you looked at him, “he, wanted, me here,” the old man’s eyes drifted from you to the calf, his scowl never leaving “strange, Tonowari!”

“Yes father,”

“Watch this, demon, your mother will want to witness this, unnatural bond,”

“Yes sir,” as the older man marched away your eyes were drawn to the young man who was standing at attention, unlike the forest na’vi you were used to he was much, thicker, being more solid and robust, beautifully made to fight against the overpowering force of the sea, yet you still found your eyes drawn down his body, spying on how his waist dipped perfectly and curved out into strong thighs, “hi,”

“Demon,” Tonowari bowed his head to you, and unlike his father his voice wasn’t filled with venom, simply being an innocent greeting, “my, name is (Y/N),”

“Oh sorry, (Y/N),” he bowed his head again, air blowing out your nose in a laugh, “So, what do, you do?” even with his head staying straight forward you saw the confusion coming over his face, “um, are you tsamsiyu? you look like tsamsiyu,” out of the corner of his eye Tonowari saw the way you looked up at him through your lashes, feeling his lips slightly curling at your intentional doe eyes, “well I am the future Olo'eykan so,” his head swayed as he talked, his ears standing tall and his eyes half lidded, swinging his head down to you, a large toothy grin graced his lips, “yes,” returning his smile you ducked your head away from his gaze, raising your head back up your eyes were caught by another figure approaching you, “so why do you talk like that?” your attention was drawn back to Tonowari, seeing his large blue eyes still on you, “I, do not, know all, words? and I do not know, them, well,”

“If only you could stay, my tiyawn gets great joy teaching children,” gasping you playfully punched Tonowari’s shoulder, unknowingly causing Ronal to rush towards to, her teeth bared she shoved you away from Tonowari, a guttural hiss rumbling from her throat, “Ronal!” grabbing a hold of her arms Tonowari stood between you and Ronal, “mawey oeya tiyawn, it was just a play punch,” with a huff Ronal jerked her away from Tonowari, muttering a ‘I’m ok’, wrapping his arms around her shoulders he turned back to you, forcing a smile, “(Y/N) this is Ronal, my courter and my tiyawn,”

Touching your hand to your forehead you bowed it to her, Ronal simply grunting and pulling herself from Tonowari arm, circling around you and picking at the clothing clinging to your body, as she looked you over you did the same thing back to her, when her hand curled around your tail you grabbed a hold of her tail, when she grabbed a hold of your bicep to feel the lack of muscle, you grabbed hold of her’s to feel the opposite, when she grabbed a hold of your hand and looked at your fingers in disgust, you grabbed a hold of her free hand, fascinated by the fin like appendage that ran down the outside of her forearm. Yanking her hand out of your grip and throwing your hand away she turned away from you and rushed to Tonowair’s side, whispering to him with her face mimicking the scowl of the older man, “why is a demon here?”

“All I know is the young bull wanted her here and the mother brought her here,” hearing a giggling the couple turned to see you now sitting in the water with the young bull’s head on your lap, a hand rubbing the top of his head while the other was under his chin, softening at the sight Ronal turned to her partner, seeing him sporting a sweet smile.

Once again the squeaking of sand rung out, the old man returning with an old woman by his side, “oel ngati kameie mother, oel ngati kameie father,”

“Oel ngati kameie my son, is this the demon I was told about,” pushing the calf off your lap and rushing away from him with your tail high, you ran back onto land, shaking your hands dry, “yes this is (Y/N),” raising your hand to your forehead you bowed it to the older woman, her staring at your fingers, “I was told this bull wanted you here,” hearing her speak English you felt relief over come you, sighing a ‘thank god’, “yes, I was out working when the pod passed by and this little guy came up to me, he wouldn’t leave me alone and the next thing I know I was in the mother’s mouth and spat out here,” as you talked the older woman circled around you like Ronal.

The difference being she pulled a needle out of a sheath around her neck and jabbed it into your shoulder, tasting the blood that tipped it she gave a hum before walking over to the young bull, kneeling down and whispering to him before giving him a quick jab as well. The moment the blood crossed her tongue her ears stood tall and her pupils expanded, turning to you with a gentle smile on her lips, “Tonowari my sweet boy,” the young man stood up tall, looking down to his mother, “until her brother leaves with his family and she is able to return herself home, you will be caring for her,”

“Mother?!”

“Tsahìk?!”

“Muntxate!?”

“Quite all of you, Eywa has brought her together with her brother, I would like to see you try and tear them apart,” grabbing your arm she dragged you over to Tonowari, “you will be leading this clan in a few years, take it as a lesson to care for the outsiders that Eywa delivers to us, plus she shouldn’t be here for that long, if you’re lucky, you’ll be able to get rid of her in a week,”

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With a basket filled of yam like roots and sweet fruits in your arms, you marching down the woven pathway with two toddlers behind you, Aio holding onto the fake tail tied around your waist and Ao’nung holding onto his brother’s tail.

Reaching the large marui you found Ronal inside, frowning at the plant she was grinding into a fine dust, “sa’nu,” the young Metkayina waddled up to his pregnant mother, a soft smile gracing her lips as he clung to her arm, “hello my love, how are you,” as the young boy babbled you moved to Ronal’s side, lifting Aio up onto your lap where he intensely watched you peel the skin off a fruit, making little grabby hands at the pieces of skin, which you happily gave him. When Ao’nung saw his brother chewing on the skins he jumped onto his mother’s lap, laying across her and flailing his arms at the fruit, handing him the skin you watched as he ravaged it, tearing large pieces off as he ate.

Handing the half peeled piece of fruit to Ronal she gratefully dug into the flesh, relief coming over her as the kicking in her stomach ceased, “thank Ewya, this little brat hasn’t given me a break all day,”

“Glad I don’t have to suffer that pain again,” grabbing another piece of the fruit you began peeling more skin off, satiating the two toddlers who were begging for more, “it’s all Tonowari’s fault,”

“What did I do now?” said man had just walked into the marui, grinning ear to ear as he sat in front of Ronal, lifting Ao’nung from his mother’s lap and onto his own, “you gave all of these children a craving for this damned fruit,”

“That is a really good fruit, everyone likes it,” Tonowari’s confidence quickly dissipating as he looked down at you to see slightly shaking your head and saw Ronal’s scowl, “everyone in my family likes it,”

“See your fault,” handing the second piece of fruit to the sunken form of Tonowari he slightly perked up, giving you a small smiling before being distracted by the young boy trying to climb up his arm and grab the fruit.

For those of you who don’t know, the sand in Australia and New Zealand squeaks when you walk on it, seeing how the Metkayina are inspired by my cousins, the Maori, I thought it would just be a nice thing to add.

#avatar #Avatar 2 #avatar way of water #avatar tonowari #avatar tonowari x reader #tonowari x ronal #tonowari x reader #tonowari #avatar ronal #avatar ronal x reader #ronal x reader

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A Marine Biologist

Tonowari x F!Reader x Ronal

Pandora was a beautiful planet that had a brand new ocean to explore, you knew you would fall in love with all of the life that existed in and around it but you didn’t think your love would end up this far.

Back in the Day Part 2

Taking a seat on the worn down chair you clicked through the hundred of tabs open on the holographic screen, going over the importance of each one until the screen was taken over by a call, fixing up your poster and leaning away from the screen you answered the call, a smile on your lips when Grace’s face took up the screen, “good morning Dr (L/N),” (if your name just happens to be Sully, you might want to change it)

“Morning Dr Augustine, what happened this time? Did they cut the budget again,”

“Thankfully no, but I did learn I have to deal with a marine after his brother went and died on me,”

“God hope he’s resting peacefully,”

“He got shot while being mugged, poor bastard’s most likely cursing the heavens for not being able to be killed here,”

“I know I would be, look just keep the newbie busy with simple orders, it’s how I used to keep my brother occupied,”

“Oh yeah, one of your brother’s military, whatever happened to him?” leaning back into the seat you turned to the old framed photo of you and your brothers, a frown overtaking your smile, “no idea, we got into a fight right before he went off to fight in Venezuela, while he was gone I got into a fight with Tommy and in a fit of anger and pettiness I came up here,”

“I’m guessing being asleep for six years didn’t help the relationships,” chuckling with the older women you lifted your mug to your lips, soon sinking into yourself and the chair, “am I a shitty sister?”

“Yeah,” snorting into the liquid you slapped the screen, the older women laughing at you, “what the hell Grace, you were meant to make me feel better you piece of shit,” laughing with one another Grace was soon distracted by voices in the background, the older woman getting out of her chair and moving away from the screen, shouting at the voices for a few minutes in the background.

“Sorry (N/N) I have go, the newbies are having their first link up,”

“Oh ‘nother tip, watch the marine, they’re very observant and when they get a bit of down time they’ll B-line to the first thing that catches their eye,”

“Will do,” when the call was ended you looked down to the clock, lifting yourself off of the chair with a groan you started your march towards the link units with mug in hand. Entering the lab you made your way to the unit where a certain marine was waiting, “good morning sweetheart,” even though you barely understood the scottish man at times his voice still ran like butter, soothing you every time you heard him, “morning soldier, you the one who’ll be watching my ass today?”

“Why wouldn’t I be, I am the best at it,” shoving the now empty mug into his hands you pushed past him, starting up the unit, “well you better hurry up and get out there big man, I have an early start today and I don’t mind replacing you,” with a laugh rumbled from his chest the scottish man moved over to the unit next to yours with a very obvious sway to his hips.

Lifting yourself up into the link unit you did your part to prepared yourself with one of the many scientists by your side securing you in, “reading say the tulkuns will be passing by the station, stay alert and keep your watchdog under control, we don’t need those blue monkeys coming after us because we hurt their pets,” humming in agreement you reached for the strap attached to the lid of the unit, pulling it down and blocking off the outside world.

As you laid there trying to clear your mind the cooling blue of the unit turned a flashing red, sirens blaring over the screams of your crew, as water crept up your legs your bashed against the metal door, tearing up your throat as you screamed for someone to hear you, as the water reached your shoulders you were shoved away from the door as a loud bang rung out behind the metal, the banging repeated over and over, each time the metal bending more and more out of shape, taking your last breath you sunk under the water, begging for the metal to just give up. With one last bash the metal door flung off, the happy squeals coming from the outside turning into frightened squeals as the metal slammed into you.

Gasping for air you sat up from your position in Rolan’s arms, your rapid hot breath fogging up the perspex of your mask, “ma love?” swallowing at the dryness of your throat you turned back to Rolan, seeing the larger women leaning up on her elbow, “oh sweetheart it’s, everything’s ok,” laying back down with a thud you went to take her face into your hands, the two of you disturbed by the large man next to you jumping awake, “wah, what’s happening,” hushing Tonowari you gently pushed him back down, soothing him back to sleep by caressing his cheek and hair, whispering into his ear while Ronal messed with his torso, ensuring the two small lumps of blue on his chest were secure in his arm.

Leaning back you admired the two boys, their chubby little bodies smooched up against one another and their father as they slept, “how are they a month old and still so small,” cooing you brushed your hand over the hair of the children, the full Metkayina stirring at your touch. Pressing herself against your back Ronal joined you in your admiration, her arm wrapped around your waist, “they’ll grow into strong warriors soon, just give them a few more months,” rolling you over Ronal lifting you up against her chest, pulling you back down to the floor, her massive hands brushing over your back. Whenever she used her size against you, you couldn’t help but think she was glad you lost your avatar, her need for control satiated by how easily she could manipulate your smaller body.

“What was your nightmare?” humming you lifted your head up, staring down into those large blue eyes, “no one wakes up like that if they didn’t have a bad dream, plus your face is very red, your cheeks are stained with tears and you’re sticky,” bringing your hand up to your cheek you felt the dried tears, the discovery causing your face to flush even more, “oh, I didn’t think that would’ve caused me to cry,”

“Well what was it?”

“It started off with the day I meet the two of you, I remember the conversation I had with Grace, I remember hearing about the tulkuns, I even remember the smell of that freshly cleaned pod, then it, it turned into that day,”

“And that is where the pain came from, oh ma love,” hitting the hand that tried to caress your face you rolled off Ronal, back to your spot between your mates, “there’s no need to fuss I’m ok, it was just a dream,”

“A dream about one of the most horrible days of your life,” avoiding Ronal’s gaze you sunk into the makeshift mattress, blinking away the tears in your eyes, “are you ok going back to sleep?” shrugging you started at the intricate roof, not fighting against the body that curled around you, “try dreaming about something else, something that brings you joy,” turning your head to Tonowari you looked up at your boys, a smile crossing your lips, “those two knuckleheads are most likely out there having the time of their lives, oh the shit they could’ve gotten into over the years,”

“Tell me darling,”

“Well, Tommy’s probably out there on some new distant planet that humans discovered, nerding out over the dirt and falling in love with the life on it or he’s still on Earth fixing every problem they have, becoming the legend who saved the planet,” yawning you buried yourself into Rolan, your mate smoothing the hair stuck to your forehead back, “and Sh’ake?”

“Jake’s either still on Earth with a bunch of children, still going off to war but he’s instilled patriotism in them and trains with them every time he comes home or he was promoted into the interstellar military where he’s one of the most decorated and respected soldiers, and he has a bunch of illegitimate children with some wanting him dead for abandoning their mother,”

“Those are truly great dreams you have for your brothers,” looking down at you Ronal found your eye’s closed and your breathing gentle and calm, an overwhelming sense of pride over taking her.

#avatar #Avatar 2 #avatar way of water #avatar jake #avatar tonowari #avatar ronal #avatar tonowari x reader #avatar ronal x reader #tonowari x ronal #tonowari x reader #ronal x reader

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no its not weird because the way navi age faster than humans is like how animals age faster than humans. they are ADULTS in their society biologically and mentally so it is not wrong. they are not humans so ppl should stop acting like they are

There's no need to be that aggressive, I was simply asking a question and wanted to start a discussion about this ethical consideration. And I mentioned their development as a different species in the op, I was bringing that up in order to give support to the, they're adults idea.

And this would've been better said in the original post's comments as this just feels like an attack towards me for asking a question about a fandom I might write for.

#avatar aonung #avatar #avatar 2 #avatar neteyam #avatar way of water #avatar kiri #way of water #neteyam #aonung #kiri

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Avatar Ages

I was looking at the ages for Jake’s and Neytiri’s children and they seemed much older/mature for their ages, especially Neteyam and Kiri. Looking online it says that the Na’vi mature much faster than humans and how their planet works greatly effects their age. Looking at articles they say Neytiri was 18 in the first movie, in what I’m assuming is Earth years. There’s also something about 15-17 being the age when Na’vi are recognised as adults.

Do you guys think Na’vi age/mature faster then humans? Should they be considered adults or teenagers? Do you think it’s weird people make NSFW about Neteyam and Aonung? I’m just confused about the whole age thing.

#avatar #avatar way of water #avatar 2 #neteyam #aonung #kiri #avatar neteyam #avatar aonung #avatar kiri

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Sneaking and Kissing

Winclair x lycan GNreader

Giving the small group a once over, Bianca stood over Wednesday, pushing the top book she was holding down, “hey where’s (Y/N), I need their opinion on something,” pulling her book back Wednesday pointed to an empty area where her partners once sat, “uh Wednesday why would I ask where they are, if they were here,” confused Wednesday looked up from her book and around the small group she sat in, you and Enid clearly missing from it. Looking up from her conversation Yoko turned her head to the spot next to her, slight shock on her face when she saw the two of you weren’t there, “and this is why everyone’s scared of the three of you,”

Hearing the conversation Xavier rested his arms on the table, bringing attention to him, “seriously they’re terrifying, (Y/N) somehow snuck into my room and stole my phone, I put it down on my desk, looked away for one second and it disappeared,”

“How did you know it was them?”

“My phone had a bunch of photos of them kissing Wednesday on it when I found it,” perking up Wednesday glared at one of the courtyard arches, considering the theory Xavier unknowingly put into her head, “oh I remember this time Wednesday just popped out of nowhere with a nail gun, she has never walked up to me, she always appears out of nowhere,” as the gorgon finished speaking, everyone in the group and even some random students agreed with Ajax, putting in their own stories about how much you and Wednesday haunted the school, “is Enid like them?”

“Nah she’s a lot better, I just find her in weird spots, she somehow gets on top of my cupboard without me hearing and I even saw her standing on the fence once,” finally able to get a word in Yoko went to turn to Wednesday, “I can only imagine what you have to deal with Wednesday, Wednesday?”

“Ok now where did Wednesday go,”

Being shoved against the shelves, your breath hitched as claws were dragged against the skin of your sides, leaning your head back you let the she-wolf run her lips over your neck, your mouth going dry as she focused on the pulsating artery in your neck, “how you feeling hon, not too much?”

“I’m good, just a little, lightheaded,” panting you steadied yourself against the shelves, smiling down at the blond who pressed herself against you, “remember to tell me to stop if it gets too much,” once you nodded, Enid’s fingers travelled up your body, gliding her nails against your skin until her hands reached your head, her fingers diving into your hair, pulling you close enough for her lips to brush against yours, grabbing fistfuls of Enid’s shirt, you yanked her up and closed the tiny gap between the two of you. Feeling Enid smile against your lips you dipped into her, your lips dancing a beautiful duet as you sunk deeper into one another, wrapping your arms tight in the small of Enid’s back you were about to drag your lips down her neck until she jumped away from you, almost fully turning around in your arms, “god Wednesday stop doing that,” peering past Enid you saw said monochrome girl standing there with a light dusting of colour on her cheeks, “well hello amor, have you’ve come to bless us with your, ravishness?”

“Bianca requires your attention, she wants your opinion on some trivial matter,” groaning you hit your head against Enid’s shoulder, burying yourself into her, “do you not wish to talk to your friend, who knows she might actually have an important matter you need to attend to,” groaning again Enid patted your head, pressing a kiss to your head, “come on puppy, I’ll still be here when you’re done,” lifting your head up you smooshed your face against hers, Enid giggling at the sloppiness of your ‘kiss’. Pulling away from Enid you fixed up your uniform and hair, glaring at Wednesday the whole time. Throwing on your blazer you closed the space between you and Wednesday, “so where is she?”

“Where we were sitting before the two of you ran off with no explanation,”

“Oh don’t be so bitter, you always complain whenever we ask you to join us,” leaning down to her height Wednesday wrapped her around your neck, pulling you against her lips, keeping your lips attached to hers you slipped around the smaller girl, pulling away from her when you rushed out of the door. Watching Wednesday glare at the closed door Enid wrapped her arms around Wednesday, pulling her away from it, pressing kisses against Wednesday’s chin, “what are you doing?”

“I want kisses and you just took away the person giving them to me, I’m expecting compensation,” turning in Enid’s arms, Wednesday grabbed ahold of her collar, pulling the she-wolf down to her level, “don’t expect to get out of this unscathed,”

“I wouldn’t expect less,” wrapping her arm around Wednesday’s waist, Enid pressed her lips against’s Wednesday’s.

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“Bianca, what did you need?” said siren turned to you, one of her brows raised as she saw your flushed face and messy clothes, “oh (Y/N) there you are, we were wondering where you went,”

“Yeah yeah whatever, what do you need?”

“Woa why so feisty, did I disturb something,” staring at the girl with furrowed brows you gave her an answer, “yes, you interrupted something very, very important, and I would like to go back to it as quickly as possible thank you very much,” chuckling the girl wrapped her arm around your shoulders, dragging you over to the school of sirens sitting at a different table.

#Wednesday #WEDNSDAY ADDAMS #wednesday x reader #wednesday netflix #wednesday x y/n #enid #enid x reader #enid sinclair #wednesday x enid #enid x wednesday #winclair x reader #winclair

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I Need a Hand

Winclair x lycan reader

This is going to have a bit of gore in it, nothing explicit but it’s very prominent, if you don’t like that then skip this one. (The title should hint at what happens.)

Slamming the attic door close you marched towards Wednesday, tearing her attention away from the amputated hand, “the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“Oh have I done something wrong?” her question stopped you in your tracks, making you look her up and down, “all my brother wanted to do was meet my girlfriends and you treated him like shit,”

“Well maybe if he proved he had some merit-”

“That doesn’t matter Wednesday, you know what I’m dealing with at home and not only have you just ruined the only chance I had to make my family be ok with this relationship, you’ve made them hate you!”

“As if I care about the opinion of some pretentious aristocrats,”

“Why is the only person you care about yourself, do you even know about the bullshit I have to deal with now after your stunt!”

“I’m sorry you have a family that is so pathetic that they will take any excuse to belittle you, but I will not lower my standards so they can feel better about themselves,”

“Do you not fucking hear yourself, how are they the pretentious ones when you can’t even go out of your way to not threaten my brother with death,”

“If they can’t take something as simple as a threat then there’s no chance this will work,”

“What?” seeing the pain on your face, Wednesday felt a pang in her chest, her eyes stuck looking at the ground, “Wednesday what did you just say,”

“There’s no reason to expect a relationship will last until death, I’m not going to make an exception for the relationship I’m a part of,” taking deep breaths you turned away from Wednesday, the muscles in your hands painfully flexing as your claws forced themselves to extend, “you know what, fuck you asshole,” slamming the door open you found yourself face to face with stunned Enid, pushing past the speechless blonde you rushed down the attic steps, not looking back at the blonde, “(Y/N) where are you going?”

“Anywhere as long as it’s away from her!”

Finally looking up from your wondering you found yourself in the middle of the forest, looking around you were unable to see the light of the school, completely surrounded by trees and heavy fog, growling you moved to the closest tree, curling against the trunk as you continued to grumble about Wednesday. In your anger, you didn’t notice the crinkling of leaves approaching you, a wicked smile crossing the lips of the stalker as he saw you curled against the tree.

Hearing the cracking of bones you looked down at your arms in confusion, seeing no change in their length you looked up to see a flash of green rushing towards you, rolling out of the way of the green hand, you scrambled against the leaf-littered floor, dragging yourself away from the cryptid. Looking up at the beast who now had his hand stuck in the wooden flesh you felt your fear turn into rage as you instantly recognised the boy, while you have never seen him before, you have definitely heard of him and his killing spree that almost included your girlfriends. With your claws tearing through the ground, you bared your teeth at the green beast who roared at you in return, feeling your claws dig into the flesh of his arm he glared down at you, snapping his jaws at you as you leapt at him, slashing your claws at his bulbous eyes.

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With your tail tucked between your legs, you marched up the attic steps, your body stiff from the adrenaline withdrawals and the massive amount of blood loss, reaching the wooden door you wiped the mixture of tears and dirt from your face with your arm, peering through the frosted glass you hit the door with your arm, “Wednesday, I need your help,” you said straining your voice to not let the tears come through it. You waited for what felt like hours for a reply, only hearing the tapping of Wednesday typewriter, “Wens I can hear you typing, please talk to me,”

“I’m sorry but as I recall, I am a selfish asshole ,”

“Wednesday come on, I, I’m sorry, I just really need you right now,”

“Why would you require my help, I thought I was pretentious and didn’t care about others,” only hearing wet coughing coming from the door, Wednesday stood from her chair, giving Enid a more concerned look, “wait Darling are you hurt?”

“...Maybe,”

“Is it bad?” grimacing at Enid’s words you looked down at the arm you held in your hand thinking over your words, “for a non-lycan, yeah,”

“(Y/N) what did you do?”

“I may or may have not gotten into a fight, with Tyler, and I hurt my-,” before you could finish the door was flung open, Wednesday standing in the door frame with Enid right behind her, both of them staring at the spot where your arm should’ve been. The she-wolf, now drained of all colour, struggled to stay standing, unable to get a single word out of her mouth, “Wens maybe you should help Enid,” ignoring you Wednesday pulled your arm out of your hand, replacing it with her hand and pulling you further into the room, leading you towards her desk. Slightly pulling back against Wednesday you watched as Enid pressed herself against a drawer, “babe?”

“I’m ok, don’t worry about me, just focus on yourself,” being shoved down into a chair your attention was placed on Wednesday, the monochrome girl searching around her side of the room until she found a large crate under her cupboard, lifting it up on her bed she opened it, revealing Wednesday’s medical tools. You watched as Wednesday fiddled around with her create, producing a measuring spoon filled with a dark clear liquid, “this is going to be bitter but it will help with any pain,” nodding you let Wednesday spoon the liquid in your mouth, recoiling as the bitter liquid hit your tongue, Wednesday moved to your left side, gently pressing her fingers around the area where you’re arm was, waiting for you to stop reacting to her touch.

Slowly the pain in your left side subsided, being replaced by an overwhelming calmness, “may I remove your shirt?” groggily nodding you did your best to lift your arm up, allowing Wednesday to peel the fabric off you, feeling nothing as she revealed the massive hole that stretched from the bottom of your ribs to the top of your waist. Throwing your shirt to the side Wednesday knelt back next to you, intensely watching your organs and ribs move with your breathing, “hey come on, d-don’t, don’t you dare,”

“If you didn’t want me to look at them then you shouldn’t of had them on display,”

“Wendesd-oh I saw a stomach,” looking over to Enid you saw her gagging, laying on top of the dresser to hold herself up, “Wens babe I, I think you should get her out of here,” turning up to you Wednesday’s face softened, hints of concern in her eyes, “I’m ok, i-I just, needed somewhere safe to heal, plus I got Thing here,” said person? crawled up onto Wednesday’s bed, giving Wednesday a salute, “keep them safe or I will kill you,” leaving your side Wednesday moved over to Enid, shifting the werewolf’s weight onto her and pulling her out of the room, completely unphased by Enid’s protests.

Getting back into her room Wednesday found Thing alone, poking your amputated arm, enjoying the site of the limb twitching “Thing!” jumping to attention Thing immediately pointed to her cupboard that had its door ajar, scrambling out of site when Wednesday turned away from him “(Y/N)?” opening the door she found you on the floor, clutching one of her sweaters close to your chest, “(Y/N),” pulling your face out of the wool you turned your attention to Wednesday, “Wens?”

“Oh Darling, come here,” before you could understand what was happening you found yourself lifted off of the ground, being pulled back to the chair, finding yourself sitting you let your eyes wander around the room, seeing two hands on the bed, “oh hi Thing, oh hey that’s my arm, hehe I ripped that off so easily,” giggling you watched as Thing signed at you, asking what you meant, “Oh! Tyler tried pulling it off, but I got away, but then I realised he popped my arm out and it really hurt,” signing back about how you should’ve ran away you stared at the hand, slightly offended, “well yeah I could’ve run away, but I had to finish the fight, plus I even won because I made him run away,”

“Oh aren’t you strong my love, such a good (girl/boy),” humming you leaned towards Wednesday, unaware of her cleaning your wounds, “stay still love, I’m nearly done,”

“Wait what are you doing?” a small smile crossed Wednesday’s lips as she looked up at your confused face, "I’m cleaning your wounds remember,” as you gasped in realisation she finished pulling the debris from your wounds, quickly moving on to sanitize your wounds, “oh yeah that’s why I came here, aww thank you my love, you can really sweet at times”

Going back to your ‘arm’ she ensured the inside of your shoulder was clean before lightly wrapping a bandage around your wounds, “there we go Amor, all better,” standing straight Wednesday cupped your cheeks, turning your face towards her and pressing a kiss to your forehead, “you ready for bed?” nodding Wednesday pulled you off her seat, sitting you down on her bed.

Falling onto your back you stared at the ceiling, hugging Wednesday’s sweater against your chest as she removed the remainder of your clothing, as she moved you to lay on her pillow you looked up at the noirette, grabbed ahold of one of her hands, pulling her attention towards you, “hey Wens,”

“Mhmm,”

“I’m sorry I was cruel to you, I didn’t mean it, I just really like you and I really didn’t like what you said,” running her hand over your hair, Wednesday pushed you back against the pillow, “I enjoy being with you too, and remember, one argument won’t make me enjoy being alone again, the both of you have infected me with your, feelings, sadly it’s incurable,” leaving your side you quickly found your eyes getting heavy, almost falling asleep until a sudden coldness was pressed against your neck, being shocked awake you found Wednesday back over you, her shushing you and gliding her fingers down over your eyes before you could say a word, “it’s time to sleep, just relax,”

“...M'kay,” resting back into the bed you soaked in the coldness of the rag Wednesday used to clean up the blood and dirt splattered on you, receiving a wave of frisson as goosebumps covered your skin, easily sinking deeper into the embrace of sleep.

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Opening your eyes you found Wednesday in front of you, still fast asleep as she clung to your fully intact arm, pressing a kiss to her hair you felt a yawn coming over you, lazily rolling back onto your side where you stretched your new nub, feeling the newly formed muscles stretch you turned to your arm, surprised by your arm growing back “huh didn’t expect that,”

“Are you telling me you ripped your arm off without knowing if it would grow back!?” jumping at Wednesday's sudden awakeness you turned back to her, seeing her fully awake and her eyebrows furrowed, “...well I knew we can heal really good, just not this good,”

“So yes,”

“...Yeah I didn’t know,”

#Wednesday #WEDNSDAY ADDAMS #wednesday x reader #wednesday netflix #wednesday x y/n #enid #enid x reader #wednesday x enid #winclair #winclair x reader

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Snoot Challenge

If you guys want you can give me request, I need ideas.

Very early on in your relationship with Enid and Wednesday, your friends, Bianca, didn’t enjoy them taking up your attention. Wednesday didn’t enjoy how easily Bianca was able to get your attention back.

Pushing through the crowds of people you made your way to the quad, annoyed by the students running around and bumping into you, “(Y/N)!” turning to Bianca you saw her giving you a wave, returning it with a smile you were about to walk over to her until a shiver went up your spine. Looking behind you, you found Wednesday passing by you with her eyes locked on you, her half-lidded stare causing your extremities to go numb and your skin to flush, swallowing the lump in your throat you gave Bianca a passing wave, wobbling after Wednesday.

Bianca watched in horror as you walked away from her and towards another picnic table, and not just any table, the table Wednesday was sitting at, you even had to audacity to sit down next to her and you grab her hand as she watched you. Wait, you grabbed her hand, rubbing her eyes Bianca looked back at the two of you, Enid was now next to you sitting on top of the table, talking up a storm as her hand played with your hair. Hitting the shoulder of Divina, Bianca pointed to you, the other siren gasping, “no way,” everyone in Bianca’s group turned their attention to you, a mixture of concern and joy coming from them, with too much enthusiasm and volume Kent pushed passed his friends, pumped his fist at you, “hell yeah, (Y/N)’s getting some,”

“But how, I understand Enid but Wednesday, how did they do that?”

“Mind control.”

“Bianca (Y/N) can’t do that, plus I’m not even sure that would work Wednesday,”

“No, I meant Wednesday, one look and (Y/N) was following her like a puppy,”

“Oh, that’s just werewolf puppy love, Enid was ranting about it about four weeks ago,” looking back to the three of you, Yoko saw how Ajax had to physically shake Enid in order to get her attention, “and now I see why she was so obsessed with the topic,”

“(Y/N) your friends are staring,” looking up you saw the group quickly turn their heads away, acting like they were preoccupied with each other, groaning you hid your face in your hand and turned to Enid, “I think we should find somewhere else to sit,”

“Agreed,” before either of you could respond Wednesday pulled you up onto your feet, ready to drag you off to somewhere more private, “hey (Y/N)!” turning to the siren, you felt the intense amount of love you felt for Wednesday and Enid wash away and get replaced by the burning urge to run into Bianca's open arms, “sorry I’ll be right back,” pulling your hand out of Wednesday’s grip and moving away from Enid who was going to wrap her arm around your waist, you jogged over to the siren, unaware of the tension you created as you buried yourself into Bianca. Seeing the glares Bianca got from Wednesday and Enid, Yoko stood up from her spot, holding her arms out to you when you pulled away from Bianca, “mind if I get a hug (N/N),” seeing Enid snarl at the vampire the rest of the group joined in, each asking you for a hug. Their smiles growing as Enid became more visibly angry each time someone touched you, easily forgetting about Wednesday who was able to hide her anger.

Sitting on Enid’s bed you patiently waited for the she-wolf to return to her room, blind to Wednesday staring at you, “darling,” looking over you saw Wednesday curling a finger at you, hopping off the bed you wandered over to the girl, confused when the girl stood and wrapped her hands over your nose, mouth and chin, “what are you doing?”

“Measuring your face,”

“Why?”

“Reasons you wouldn’t understand,” releasing your face she reached for a plate next to her typewriter, picking up a piece of (cheese/chocolate/meat/fruit) and holding it out for you, taking the treat right as Enid came into the room with a stack of papers in her arms. “Treats!” rushing over the blond stood next to you with her mouth open, “papers,” as she rushed to place the stack on Wednesday’s desk Wednesday picked up a piece of food, happily giving it to the blonde, “Wens you’re not trying to train us are you?”

“No, I just believe the both of you deserve rewards for being so kind to me,”

“Can I have another one then ?”

“... of course darling,”

From that day on Wednesday would randomly grab ahold of your face and give you a small treat that always appeared out of nowhere, whether it be in class, in the library or during lunch, she even woke you up in the middle of the night to do it. Each time this happened you questioned it less, just accepting it as one of Wednesday’s many antics. Seeing her opportunity, Enid joined in, but instead of giving you magically appearing treats, she pressed her lips to yours, Enid’s version quickly became your favourite.

Placing the bucket of popcorn down you took your seat next to Wednesday, smiling at the stoic girl surrounded by the toys and pillows you stole from Enid, “you sure you’re ready for this,”

“I've seen someone get torn to shreds by a revolting mass of green flesh, I think I can handle a, disturbing, movie,” chuckling you pressed the spacebar of your laptop, watching Wednesday out of the corner of your eyes as the sound of seagulls were replaced with the laughter of men, the two men soon ranting about a video, “must they be this annoying?”

“Yes, they’re meant to be douchebags, now shush,” turning back to the screen Wednesday watched as a man walked into frame, amateurishly swinging a katana around his body until he swung it behind his left leg. A smile crossed her face when the man pulled the blade forwards, cutting a clean slice through his thigh, “finally a fun movie, please tell me those two men face a fate that will either leave the horrifically mangled or brutally traumatised,”

“One does, and I would say he gets both,” Wednesday cupped your face, petting your cheek with her thumb, “thank you darling, you always know what I need,”

Listening to the manic crying of the man you turned to the slightly less stoic girl, her eyes moving in thought, “so how what that?”

“It was very, educational,”

“How did I know and fear that was the takeaway you would have,” chuckling as you buried your face in your hands, Wednesday turned to you, going over the situation she hesitantly lifted her hands, “Darling?” the moment you saw the position Wednesday’s hands were in, you mindlessly shoved your face into them, sitting there for a few seconds before you regained consciousness, “god damn it Wednesday, you said you weren’t training me,” about to pull your face away from Wednesday, she slid her hands down, her fingers gripping your chin, “Wednesday?”

“You deserve a reward for being so good,” glancing down at her slightly pursed lips, you leaned down against her hands, pressing your weight down until you felt her icy-cold lips press against yours, wrapping your arms around her waist you pulled her down with you as you laid against the pillows behind you, delighting in the chill she was sending through your body as she moved her lips against yours. As Wednesday pulled away, you were able to catch your breath, panting as you stared up at her, seeing the intense amount of emotion in her eyes as her arms and legs encased you, trapping you against the cushions, “Ahora eres mierda profunda, no creas que puedes escapar mí,”

“Yeah, I should be scared right now shouldn’t I,”

“Muchísimo,”

“Morning guy,” sitting next to Bianca she instinctively wrapped her arm around your shoulders, becoming concerned when you slightly jumped away from her touch, looking down at you she was horrified to see you half asleep and covered in bruises and bitemarks, “Jesus (Y/N) what happened to you,”

“You should see what happened to the other guy,”

“So is that why Wednesday is wearing her snood?” jumping awake you punched your fist into Kent’s arm, the boy laughing from the lacklustre punch, “answer the question (N/N),” groaning you buried yourself into Bianca, the siren happily giving you the comfort you wanted. “(Y/N)!” looking up at the voice you saw Enid sitting on a table holding her hands up for you, scrambling over Bianca you rushed to the blonde, shoving your face into her hands, delighted when she started peppering your face with kisses, “you really thought you could beat me with hugs,” jumping at the sudden appearance of Wednesday, Bianca glared at the shorter girl, “just wait until when they realise you’re not good enough for them, that little trick will be pointless,”

“Even if that day comes, I’m sure I’ve proven what good I can do to them,” turning to the monochrome girl, Kent stared at her with fear, “you monster,” giving him a glance and a smile Wednesday walked away from the group, joining her partners at the picnic table.

#Wednesday #WEDNSDAY ADDAMS #wednesday x reader #wednesday netflix #wednesday x y/n #enid #enid x reader #enid sinclair #wednesday x enid #enid x wednesday #wenclair #wenclair x reader

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Hugs, please?

Pairing: Enid Sinclair x reader

Summary: You and Enid have been friends your whole time at nevermore but what happens when your friendship becomes physical.

Warnings: angst, fluff, a few barely detailed kisses, both Enid and reader are the same age

Word count: 1348 words

Wednesday (TV show) spoilers so don’t read it if you haven’t watched it

This has NO SMUT in it I’m just shit at writing summaries :/

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Pairing: Wednesday x Girlfriend Reader

Warnings: None except slight female rage

Summary: Wednesday breaks up with with you for an unknown reason, but you can tell she still is madly in love with you.

A/N: I was thinking about making this into a small series, let me know if you would like that.

"Everything is Temporary y/n!, this... you were merely one of them" she admitted. Not the slightest speck of guild was noticeable. Not in her voice not even in her eyes. "Its Really not that complicated to understand!" she sighed.

At the start of the semester you confessed your love to her and were pleasantly surprised when she pronounced you her Girlfriend on the spot. This was maybe three weeks ago. And now you two stand in the Nightshade Library tucked away in the darkness, alone. Her words bounce around in your head like an aggressive bouncy ball of off Walls.

Seven days have passed by since the incident in the Library. Since than you watched Wednesday, analysied her every move. But to your disapointmend Wednesday was just being well Wednesday, she still had the same beautiful dark orbs and that sinister smirk when something peticularly morbid happened on or around the school grounds.

The only thing that has changed was the way she ignored you, when she passed you in the Hallway or how she wouldn't even acknowledge your presence when partnerd up for a project on History and psychology of the truly mad.

After another seven day ´s have passed, the lump of anger you had held inside finally bursted.

It was on a particularly gloomy Wednesday, when you saw her talking to Enid in front of the Greenhouse, Miss Thornhills lecture must have just ended. Warmth spread into every part of your Body, starting at your arms till it enveloped your heart, reaching for your legs wich seemed to have set themselves in motion. Heading straight to the Person you loved the most. Till it had reached your brain, enveloping it in all the anger and disappointment you had felt in the past two weeks. And before Wednesday even got a chance to open her mouth for a snarky remark, your had already slapped her across the Face. Quickly picking up the books you dropped right next to you, you ran away from the scene and right into Xaviers Sheed.

Wednesday was hot on your heels, confused and with anger and rage. By the time she reached you her eyes were spitting fire at everything she ever so glanced at.

"What was that?" she asked with venom lacing her voice. Nothing. Your Voice was stuck in your throat. "I". She slowly encaged you against the Door of Xaviers Sheed. Nails digging into the Wood right next to your head. "So". Heat creeps back into your face as her nose is touching yours, her eyes seem to be eating you up completely. "I was mad" you stammered. Pathetic Wednesday thought.

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Breathing in the sea air the winged beast pranced along the large branch, erratically flapping her wings around her until she reached the end of the branch, stretching herself wide to soak up the blinding morning light. Her golden feathers created a hypnotic shine that shone far across the sea, luring desperate pirates ever closer to her island, as unbeknownst to her she was known as the Flickering Treasure.

A pirate fairy tale that told of a great pile of gold sitting in the middle of the sea, its golden shine only being visible when it was hit by morning light. Many have gone after the treasure but only one sailor has ever returned from the hunt for gold, and he was turned utterly insane, when he’s not mumbling about the island’s beasts, he’s screaming at every loud noise or anyone who dares to ask him about that day.

When the sun reached its highest point the siren lowered her wings, jumping down from her branch and into the water, soaking her feathers in the salty water as she swam and dove under the water. Rising from beneath the waters the beast saw a black dot on the horizon, cooing in joy she scrambled up onto the beach and ran to her tree, climbing up the branches until she reached her spot, opening her soaking wings to the sun. She watched as the dot grew bigger and bigger until its shape was clear. Hearing the singing of men the siren couldn’t help but sing along, swinging her hips and wings she sung louder and louder until she drowned out the screams of pain.

Caught up in her song she didn’t notice the sailors jumping from the ship or said ship barrelling straight for her, the only things stopping it from crashing into her were the blunted rocks and wooden debris that sat under the surface of the water. On the ship, the large group of sailors were screaming in agony, the siren’s song causing immense amounts of pain in their heads, there were only two spared of this agony, the captain who was desperately trying to stop his crew from jumping ship, stuffing their ears with pieces of cloth and tying them down, and a cabin boy, who searched for the horrible singing that somehow caused immense pain in a majority of the crew. With nowhere else to go the young boy jumped into the water, using all of his strength to push himself towards the only thing he could see, the shining light of gold.

As he dragged himself closer to the light he was able to make out the thing causing the light and surprisingly the song, a woman covered in golden feathers, dancing in glee on top of a tree, “PLEASE!” jumping at the voice, the siren was easily silenced, looked down she saw one of the sailors swimming towards her cove, crawling up the beach he fell to his knees, begging the shocked beast, “STOP IT PLEASE, you’re so…terrible at singing,”

“I, what?”

“You’re singing is terrible, it’s killing my crew,” looking up she saw the bodies floating in the water, they were thankfully upright and trying to get back onto the ship, “they were trying to drown themselves over my song?”

“Of course, what do you think happened to everyone else who came here,”

“I thought they just failed to defeat the kraken,”

“Defeat the what?” as if on cue a screeching tentacled beast rose from the deeper area of the cove, attacking the ship that quickly retaliated with cannon and gun fire. All the cabin boy could do was watch the battle in fear with the feathered woman sitting beside him, not grasping the situation occurring in front of her.

You're a siren who is trying to lure a shipful of sailors to their death.

"Please", one of the sailors beg as he swims onto your island, almost too willingly. "Stop. You're so...terrible at singing."

#writing #writing prompt #siren

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BLACK DAHLIA'S ️🖤❀༉‧₊˚.

(Wednesday x Fem!reader oneshot)

> "Look! I made these for you, I hope you like them!" | Yoko teasing the fuck out of Wednesday by calling you lovey dovey names | A bit of jealous Wednesday.

🌒 You and Wednesday have been dating for a month, she knows everything about you. At least that's what she thinks. There's one thing about you that even Wednesday doesn't know.

🌒 she goes and looks for you in your dorm, only to be greeted by one of your best friend that she considers as an enemy.

"Y/N?" Wednesday called out, entering your dorm room after knocking. She looked over to your bed and saw that you weren't there, but took the time to admire your side of the dorm.

You had a bunch of plants decorated around the room, on walls, the ceiling and even on your desk and nightstand. You absolutely loved collecting them, however she never knew where you got most of them.

"Hey, Wednesday" Yoko replied. She was sitting on her bed, phone in hand, probably on a call with Divina.

Wednesday glanced to where the vampire was, nodded in acknowledgement and then spoke.

"Do you know where Y/N is, Yoko?" She asked, her brows furrowed a little, showing that she was concerned to where her dear 'friend' was.

"Ohohohooo" Yoko chuckled fixing her posture and position so she was sitting closer to the foot of her bed and had one leg over the other.

She had this weird shit eating grin on her face, Wednesday hated it. "Hold on Divina, I'm having a convo with Wednesday. I'll tell you the details later." she says ending the call and turning off her phone.

"Concerned for sweet Y/N? Looks like Wednesday Addams is capable of falling inlove after all." She says with a playful smirk. Wednesday shot her a glare, she had to hold herself together in order not to lunge at the Vampire.

Since Yoko happened to be a close friend of yours, Wednesday didn't wanna see the horror on your face once you see the vampire dead of garlic poisoning.

However, Yoko had no idea that you two, Wednesday and you, were dating since you and Wednesday kept your relationship lowkey.

"First of all, no. You will not tell Divina about our conversation. Second, I just wanted to know where Y/N was because I needed to investigate with her in the forest. Stop trying to make up pathetic lies." She spatted out, Venom lacing in her voice.

"heh, chill out goth girl. Oh and the cutie pie's in the forest" Yoko said, relaxing into her bed knowing that Wednesday was trying to hold her shit together.

Cutie pie? Oh no no no no. She did not just call you that. If it weren't for Wednesday being aware that you and Yoko were close friends, she wouldn't have a problem decapitating the vampire.

Wednesday realized that if she kept talking to Yoko the more that she would tease the crap out of her and the more she would have a hard time controlling her anger.

"Don't ever call her that again. I'll be going now. Don't forget to sleep with one eye open." She says with the usual deadpanned expression.

Wednesday then exited the dorm, on her way to look for you. Not forgetting to slam the door shut, startling the vampire quite a bit, but not loud enough for the vampires shit eating grin to fade.

It was a pathetically great day outside, as how Wednesday would describe it, the sun was shining and it had no signs of it raining

You were in the forest growing different classes and types of flowers, a little hobby of yours. Lucky for you, your ability happened to correlate to your hobby.

"hmmm...what should I make next?" You were sitting with your legs crossed on the grass, thinking of which flower to grow next.

A sudden idea appeared on your head. You started to grow the chosen flower, you hummed a little lullaby as it was growing.

You were too distracted by the flowers forming that you didn't realize that Wednesday called your name.

"...Y/N..?" Wednesday called out. She saw you sitting on the grass but she couldn't see what you were doing since your back was facing her.

She heard you hum the lullaby, she recognized it. It was the lullaby you would hum at the most random times, so she really didn't think much of it, other than you must really like the song.

As Wednesday walked closer, you unexpectedly turned around, causing Wednesday to get startled quite a bit. "Hi Wen!" You say standing up, hiding the flowers behind your back.

"I have been looking everywhere for you. What are you doing here?" Wednesday asked with a hint of concern. "Oh I was just growing these. Look! I made these for you, I hope you like them!" You excitedly said, showing her the black dahlias that you had grown yourself.

Wednesday stayed quiet for a moment, then gently took the flowers from your hand. "You grew these? I have to admit, that's quite... impressive." She said looking back at you.

"Well, lucky for me I didn't have to wait that long in order for it to grow" you say with a cheeky smile. Wednesdays lips curled up a little but her expression quickly returned to the usual deadpanned look.

"I used my abilities to grow these, actually." You say scratching the back of your neck. Wednesdays eyebrows furrowed, showing that she was confused.

"Abilities? You didn't tell me you had abilities?" She replied. "Oh, really? I thought you knew about them" you said with a surprised look.

"Well, to be honest, not a lot of people here know about my abilities. Only a few of the students, like Yoko and Enid, And most of the teachers know." You replied, feeling sorry for not telling your girlfriend sooner.

Wednesday honestly didn't know how to react. She felt quite defeated at the fact that Yoko knew about your ability before she could find out about it. Though, she knows that it's understandable since you and Yoko have been friends for years.

"Thank you." Wednesday replied, Your gaze softened and your lips curled up into a sweet smile, causing Wednesday to feel butterflies- no, spiders in her stomach.

Wednesday leaned closer to you. She then mumbled something while you were looking into her eyes lovingly.

"..I love you, my sweet little dahlia."

a/n:

Hello my dolls, I deeply apologize for the absence. School has been hectic and I almost forgot about the oneshots I wanted to make. ✿

I believe an anon requested something like this, however their request was quite different from this oneshot. Believe it or not, I only noticed that they requested it while I was in the middle of writing this oneshot.

I figured that since I was almost done with writing this, I was just going to post this then, make their request, instead of deleting this. ૮꒰ ˶> ༝ <˶🎀꒱ა

I am actually planning to write their request, so please stay tuned if you wanna read it („• ֊ •„)

I also had no idea what I was doing while writing this, so please forgive me if nothing makes sense.

That's all, thankyou sm for reading. I luv u all!!! xoxo ♡ - unforgettwble-sumii

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