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moongumi · 1 year

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⁀➷ ∵ ❝ the feeling of hatred ❞

⟶ neteyam x fem!na'vi!reader

⟶ cw. drabble of sorts ⭒ enemies⭒secret romance⭒ slight nsfw ⭒ cursing ⭒ pining

⟶ note. not proofread sorry!! written outta pure indulgence. i labelled it 18+ just incase and it includes slight nsfw!

⭒ hate is a strong word. neteyam has never felt hatred before, it is a feeling that is easy to confuse with another–another many want to feel, to believe in

⭒ its the faces he makes when he sees you, the feeling in his chest–it tightens and burns. his eyes sharp and piercing as if it could cut through you.

⭒ you giggle and laugh, your coral blue and wide eyes, the skin of your face folds as your laughter echoes through his skin. hair as wild as the outer reef, flowing in the rough winds. all of that, changes into a twisted arrogance.

⭒ you didn't do anything when ao'nung and his friends went up to kiri. merely a bystander. you'd roll your eyes and kick the sand, hoping it was over quickly to get on with your day.

⭒ lo'ak couldn't help it, he had to stand up for her. and that made neteyam step in.

"back off," neteyam's fingers press into ao'nung's chest, "now."

ao'nung makes a move to back off, trying to get his friends to go with. neteyam's eyes catch a glimpse of you, scoffing and rolling your eyes again. lips between your teeth, your eyes staring at him with a cocky expression–you wiggled your brows, mocking him–holding up a finger mouthing his words.

⭒ lo'ak showed ao'nung the cool thing his fingers could do, it ends in a brawl that neteyam had to join. he wasn't going to standby and watch his baby bro get beaten by a group of bullies.

⭒ you stand by kiri, watching boys beat eachother up–yanking tails and ears.

"you should do something." kiri says, shrugging her shoulders. her face couldn't hide the fact that she was enjoying it.

you sighed, "yea, probably."

you were older than a lot of them. the same age as neteyam and ao'nung, therefore bigger than most too. you stepped into the fight pulling off ao'nungs friends from lo'ak before your eyes fell onto neteyam on top of rotxo, completely wrecking him.

grunting you jump onto his back, tackling him over his head onto the ground. grabbing his wrists you attempt to pin him to the ground but of course, he's also strong. "get off me."

"no."

his head hits your lip, busting it open as you fell back–you could feel blood trailing off your face. you touch your lip, and curse, "fuck you." a fist in your hand, neteyam tries to stand but gets a heavy punch into the side of his face.

you jump into him, throwing another punch completely knocking the wind out of him. he drops to the ground on his back, his hands grabbing onto your wrists as your body falls atop of his–straddling him.

his eyes widened at the blood, smeared over your top lip and the crack, the plumped bruised split skin.

your hands grabbed at his necklace, the collar like leather–pulling him closer. "don't start a fight, you cannot finish, forest boy." with that, you shoved him back with a fuming look, leaving him in shock.

⭒ he didn't mean to hurt you obviously, somehow he felt really bad about it. as his father scolds lo'ak and practically is proud of him for leaving ao'nung and you much worse than him–physically. neteyam is much bigger than the both of you, it was a given.

⭒ it's the way during the first meal of the day he sees you, walking by him with your lip cut–blood dried but still bruised and swollen. his heart pumps seeing you, for whatever reason.

⭒ you were always estranged, cold since they came here. only really speaking to kiri, or tsireya–even with ao'nung you only seemed to follow him around. maybe you were dating or something.

⭒ he sneers at the thought of that.

⭒ it was when you came back on your ilu, over your back fish tied together as you've just been hunting with your usual friends. he makes a point to run into you, just to say something–anything.

"ouch," you hissed, glaring at him as he basically runs into you as if he was blind. "there is a lot of ground, why must you walk so close to me." you flinch from him as if you didn't want him to even graze you.

neteyam couldn't help but look away trying to hold back his grin. it was the way you walked with a heavy step, angrily, annoyed with his presence but still, seemed so cute and harmless. what is he thinking?

"sorry, look i just wanted to apologize for, uhm–your face."

you shrugged, not even meeting his eyes, "okay, sure." you're blunt. you don't even attempt to apologize for the bruises on his face, they're large and noticeable, the skin of his cheek raw and his neck had burn marks from how hard you pulled on his necklace.

⭒ why is it that he is always around, these couple days you've probably seen him way too many times. it was definitely not a coincidence anymore.

"what are you doing?"

he jumps, comes out form behind the coconut tree as ao'nung look over at the commotion and laughs seeing neteyam step out. he whispers things to his friends, you can't even overhear it.

"nothing."

you roll your eyes, looking back at ao'nung, "i'm going, got things to do. i'll see you later." walking past the stiffened forest boy your tail taps him on the way past. his head snaps towards you, noticing how you looked back at him ever so slightly as if giving him a hint.

⭒ he didn't realise there was a place this pretty, into the forest. it looks close to home, lakes and rivers run through–the trees were much shorter but the density of the forest gave him that warm feeling.

⭒ he should've really seen what you were doing, your eyes taking peaks at him. he can't see your expression, was it playful or mischievous. were you planning on taking him to his death?

⭒ night falls, the bioluminescence shines. his skin and yours freckled with bright lights.

his breathing gets heavier. you turn to him, hand out and all. he's reluctant, you can tell. "i'm not going to kill you, that would be a waste."

he didn't completely understand what you meant of course, but places his much larger hands in yours. the warmth of it embracing your own as you tightened your grip, pushing through the vegetation revealing a quiet pool of spring water.

you look back at him, your eyes. neteyam has never seen such a look, something different shifted in your eyes. you let him go, dropping towards the edge of the pool, before stepping in–the water reaches over your breast bone, covering half your chest.

your eyebrows quirked, motioning for him. neteyam chuckles, jumping in rather quickly, his hips are submerged in the water–mostly. he's much taller than you, much taller.

you swallowed, taking your bottom lip between your lips. "neteyam–"

"why do you hate me?"

your gaze softens, "i don't, i thought our rival was mutual, merely fun. am i wrong?"

he lets out an amused breath, closing the distance between you. getting comfortable you rest, dropping to your knees into the clear water as it reflects the beauty of the night sky, nature and him.

he was no doubt the prettiest boy you've ever seen.

"fun, you think this is fun?" his voice, deepens.

you hum, "i do, doesn't it feel fun, neteyam?"

as close as you got now, your breathing is heavy. his nose brushes against your own. his eyes are sharp, unwavering glued to yours. his fingers trickle upwards, feeling the soft skin on your arms, shoulder and neck. he takes your cheek in his hand, grasping the back of your neck with his fingers as he pulls you even closer, "–it is fun."

you gasp, lips pry apart, heart beating out of your chest. your palms rest on his chest, feeling the same soft vibrations in his chest, confirming your feelings were mutual.

"sorry about your cheek and neck," you spoke, eyes darting towards the marks.

neteyam gulps, eyes looking at the cut on your lip. he nods as the colours in his eyes darken, his lips part closing in the gap, "would this hurt?"

"i don't know–" you whispered, "we can find out." a breath was taken before it was stolen. his lips press boldly against your own. moulding and pressing roughly into you. his hands touch whatever skin he could find, resting on your hip pulling them against his own.

you crane your neck to deepen the kiss. it never started slow, it was hungry, lusting--devouring. you managed to only pull away for one breath before he takes you again, mercilessly. it's wet, you could feel the soreness on your lips but you didn't care. his taste was intoxicating, a sweet nectar that you were prohibited to have but manage to steal. a dirty secret, maybe that's why it felt so good.

his tail flicks under the water, wrapping itself around your leg. he finally pulls away, eyes heavy-lidded as your own. he sees your lip, the cut opened up–he winces slightly as he touches it gently, "sorry, i didn't mean to–"

"i like it–" you interrupt, pressing another kiss to his lips, "we should do it again, sometimes."

#☾ ⟶ moon writes #neteyam x reader #neteyam angst #neteyam smut #neteyam x navi reader #avatar x reader #avatar fic #neteyam fic #drabble

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demonskiss · 8 months

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i miss blythes fat meaty cock

you miss… what now?

cw: teasing, implied marathon sex

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

Blythe seems genuinely taken aback, and blinks owlishly at you for a brief moment, before giving you his signature smile again.

“My, how bold of you.”

“Guess what? I miss you too. I love feeling your tight hole around my cock.”

“Haha… you’re the one who was being so bold, how come you’re getting embarrassed now?”

“It’s fine, you can’t help being so cute… I love that.”

“Say, I have an idea. I don’t have any classes tomorrow, and I know you don’t too.”

“Why don’t we spend the day having fun? Just the two of us.”

“You can’t say that you miss my… ‘fat meaty cock’ if that’s the only thing you feel, right?”

Blythe’s eyes narrow in amusement, giving you a small kiss on the cheek, all the while mumbling about how utterly adorable you are.

now i was contemplating answering normally but… you’ve been waiting a little too long for blythe content so

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sunnymused · 8 months

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SOMEBODY IS ABOUT TO GET STABBED

#( ☾ dark mode. moon )#( listen here you little shit. crack )#( open )#( ignore me deleting that and posting something else #( okay anyway im here im ready to write

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sangdelune-archive1 · 1 year

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Super sneaky late night STARTER CALL ! Mutuals only !

#// I'll be writing tomorrow !#// was held back because it was my other muse's birthday but YEAH #° ⁺ . ☾ The blue moon. ☆ OOC.

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mimiiis · 2 years

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Again (Steven Grant x fem!reader )

(photo not mine, will remove if asked!)

Summary: After going on many failed dates, you give Steven a chance.

Warnings: Not-proofread, Fluff? idk what to call this, mentions of bad past relationships, men r trash but Steven

A/n: This is like not my best so please be nice 😭 Idk where I was going with this but i kinda like how it turned out. Loosely based off of the song We’ll Never Have Sex. I hope yall like it and if you have any tips on how i can improve my writing PLEASE be kind and leave them down below :)

The wind howled outside as you sat at the table, staring at the falling rain from the window. The leaves flying in the wind as your eyes followed them made nothing in the moment seem real.

I’m screwed.

You thought, acknowledging the fact you didn’t have an umbrella nor coat suitable enough to protect you from the harsh winds. The sudden storm caught you off guard, reminding you that you forgot to check the weather before leaving home. You cursed yourself as you slumped down, laying your head in your hands, asking yourself why you were even in this god forsaken restaurant in the first place.

It’s because men are horrible beings , you reminded yourself. Or are you just too weak? You were always getting into relationships and situations where they’d throw you around, use you when they wanted to be satisfied , always only called upon when it met their own convenience. And you never once said anything, always glad you were the slightest bit wanted.

Then one day you got sick of it, casted out every man who you deemed unworthy and disgusting. But that lead you to soon realize it was easier to get out of these situations rather than stopping yourself from getting in them.

Poor old Y/n, always too nice to say no to a guy. ‘He might be better than the last!’ you always tell yourself. Only to be left high and dry in the end , like always.

Today was no different.

You were being set up with some guy through a friend, she said he seemed nice enough for you so you took a chance and you agreed to a blind date. Now you were sitting alone, in a restaurant far from home, stuck in a storm.

“Knew I shouldn’t have come.” You whispered to yourself. Grabbing your things to go before the bell of the door suddenly rung. The winds outside roared as someone pushed himself through and into the quite establishment.

“Woah!” He half yelled, half awkwardly chuckled at the same time. Dripping from head to toe, he stood at the entrance and started to shake his hair off. Grabbing napkins, he began to pat himself down as best as he could.

You stared in astonishment, realizing that that was the man you had been waiting for. Looking exactly like the pictures your friend had sent you. For some reason, you had half the mind to want to yell. But the other half wanted to laugh loudly at him. All you did was sit in place, contemplating on what you should do or say to the wet man at the door when or if he walks up to you.

And just on cue, he looked up and around the restaurant as you thought of him. Your mind starting to race as you grabbed your phone, pretending to be on it and praying he had not seen you staring.

The squelching of his shoes was heard as he made his way to you. Your heart beating faster and faster as he got closer. Then the wet noises finally stopped, and you looked up.

There he stood in front of you. A man with an awkward but handsome smile whose jacket and jeans were dripping wet. His hands fidgeting with the paper he was previously using to dry himself with, he asked “A-Are you Y/n?”

You stared at him, surprised at how attractive he actually was in real life. Something about him and his aura almost put you in a trance as you took him and his entireness in. You wanted to look away but couldn’t. The noise of a nearby notification going off is what brought you back to reality.

“Oh! Uhm yes, I am. Steven right? Please, sit! I’m sure it was freezing outside, let’s order you something warm yeah?” You finally responded , extending your hand out to the seat across from yours, urging him to sit down.

“Yes! and a-alright then.” He said in a slightly shocked and nervous tone. He slowly took a seat, taking off his jacket to reveal a complete dry shirt.

“Quite the weather we’re having, huh?” You commented, glancing outside and back at him, trying to set up a conversation.

“Yeah, came outta of nowhere! Was waitin’ for my bus and before I knew it i was drippin’” He started, “thankfully I had my jacket and was able to keep the better half of me dry.”

The way he spoke so excitedly made you want to giggle. ‘ Cute’ you thought. “Yeah, I hadn’t seen today’s forecast so I was caught off guard, horrible.” You said.

“It’s not quite horrible, let’s you remember that nature can always surprise you even if you think you know it all.” He tells you in a somewhat solemn manner.

“You big about that stuff? Nature and how life works?” You ask, curious on his slight change in tone.

“Oh me? Not really, I just yknow- Somethin’ I like to think about some times.” A ghost of a smile appears on his lips at the end.

Something about the action and manner of how he spoke made you want him to talk forever, even though you’d just met him. Strange, you thought . But payed it no mind.

You stayed quiet for longer than you’d intended, realizing an awkward silence was slowly creeping into the conversation you wanted to build.

“Oh so , Museum! My friend knows you from her job there right? Why’d you start working there?” You spoke ,wanting to know more about the man in front of you hoping that he would answer with some type of energy he previously had brought.

“Well you see, I actually love Egyptian Mythology! And the place I work at has an exhibition of all that sorts of stuff, I enjoy telling people about the stories of each artifact and how the ancient civilization used them. I find it to be interesting.” Steven said, so enthusiastically it almost stunned you. You’d never met a man who answered that question correctly, let alone so happily.

“Really? Personally, I don’t know much about that stuff but I’ve always admired how advanced such an ancient civilization was.” You wanted to urge him on, to have him to express his interest more to you. Seemed like a good conversation starter. “I usually like the stories in all that type of stuff, what’s your favorite?” You asked.

Steven looked shocked that you asked that question. He starred at you almost dumbfoundedly,and a spark in his eyes lit up. The slouched position of his shoulders soon perked up, his back straightening as he brought his hands up when he began to talk.

He spoke with such excitement , every word and description he told lured you in and made you feel as if you were there. He told you stories after stories and how they all connected to each other. He explained how a certain artifact was used during the mummification process, how or why they stored certain things, inventions and their uses.

This man in front if you shared so much information you didn’t even know one person could hold. The way every word flowed so easily out of his mouth seemed as if he had rehearsed how he was going to say them hours beforehand. It all drew you closer and closer to him, the entire time you listened to his rambling. More than half an hour had past and you still wanted more.

When Steven had arrived and you two had gotten to talking, it was around sunset. But now, the wind and rain settled, and the moon had come out. Shining behind parting clouds and illuminating the outside , the two of you continued to talk. About anything and everything.

You had found out Steven actually worked the gift shop, and was not a tour guide like you had originally thought . You told him that he’d be an amazing one, how he should stick up for himself and tell his boss he deserved that position! This lead to a conversation about annoying supervisors from old jobs, then to favorite restaurants, to old childhood memories, and the list went on and on.

He was unlike any man you had met. He actively engaged in the conversation, never once bragged about himself, respected when it was your turn to speak. In the few short hours you’d known him, you felt as if you’d actually known him forever.

When it was time for you both to leave, you thought he’d go his own separate way but he stayed with you. On the bus, every walk to the next stop. He held the doors for you, payed for both of your fairs every ride, he had even given you his jacket when you had commented on how cold it was. He was such a gentleman and you felt a fool to have fallen so fast. Every word you continued to exchange made you happier and feel as if you could explode from it.

“My stop is the next one actually, I had a great time Steven, honestly .” You told him, getting up and beginning walking to the doors to soon exit.

“Really? Mine is too! Mind if I walk with you?” He soon followed after you. Running along like a puppy after it’s owner.

A giddy feeling arose as you giggled at his action, now more comfortable around him. “Of course” You replied, a smile on you lips.

Steven blushed, he found your laugh to be cute.

The two of you continued your walk home. After finding out Steven lived to the right and you the left, you told him to go ahead and go home. That you could walk by yourself and be safe, but he insisted that he should drop you off because “one never knows.”

The action made you beyond happy. Realizing a date had never walked you home before. Steven was beyond kind and charming that you had completely forgotten about your past , how a man who did want to walk you home just wanted one thing after.

You almost stopped at the realization, anxiety beginning to creep up and consume you. The thought that Steven might only be putting on the whole nice guy act was to make you swoon and probably allow him to sleep with you made you sick . You hated the fact you’d have to turn him down, after he had been so kind the entire evening.

He seemed so nice too, you thought. But then again, you had just met him.

You sighed as you arrived to your flat, standing outside the doors and looking up to the sky. The guilt of having to reject Steven became too real and it made you want to cry.

“Y/n? You alright, love?” He asked, noticing you were away in your thoughts. He noticed your now uncomfortable manner and became worried. The nickname he gave you stung, you had to stop yourself from wanting to forget about your pride and wrap your arms around him. It almost physical pained you with the fact you had to use harsh words to turn down what you thought to be a kind man.

“Did I do somethin’, I haven’t been talking too much have I? “

Taking a deep breathe, you turn towards him and begin to do something you knew you would regret for the rest of your life.

“Okay look, tonight has been amazing. I really enjoyed your company. Hearing about all of your interests, your job, and you just being so kind in general really made me think we could go out again. But then you asked to walk me home and.. I don’t think I can allow anything beyond talking right now.” You paused, waiting for a reaction from him. But nothing, he didn’t rage at your rejection and start to scream. In fact, he’d seemed confused, worried, and interested in what you had to say. So you continued.

“A while ago I told myself to stop getting into these situations, to not allow them to continue any further where I can’t stop it. So this is me standing my ground. I’m really sorry Steven, but I can’t let you come in.” You finished.

Silence.

He starred at you, almost dumbfoundedly for the second time tonight. He was confused and didn’t understand why you’d tell him such a thing. But he repeated your words in his head, trying to piece them out and solve the meaning behind them. And he did.

Shock colored his face, and he became embarrassed.

“Oh, no! Please, I swear it is nothin’ like that! I would never do anything to disrespect you or think of you in such a way that’s improper, I mean I’ve only just met you! I would really love to talk more and get to know you much better before I could attempt such a thing.” Steven stammered over his words, trying his best to make his intentions clear. His nice and innocent intentions that you had mistaken for horrible and evil ones.

Now it was your turned to be shocked and embarrassed. You wanted to scream at yourself for being so dumb!

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

“Oh! I’m so sorry! Really, oh my god. I didn’t mean to offend you if i did, I just- assumed because its happened so many times!” You half yelled, trying to explain to him your actions. You were on the verge of tears and wanted nothing more to crawl into a hole and die.

“No, no,no it’s alright, I swear I understand. It’s horrible that you and other women have to think like this. I just want to assure you I could never. And you might not trust me but I swear, you seem like a wonderful girl and I’d love to know more about you. Really.” He said, trying to reassure you.

You took deep breaths to try and settle down, a blush high on your cheeks as you managed to look back at the man in front of you.

“I- Thank you for.. that. I’m really terribly sorry I assumed such a thing. But, if this whole incident wasn’t too much of a red flag, maybe we can continue to talk more?” You finally were able to speak again, trying to get away from the embarrassing topic you had brought up. Though a cloud of shame still continued to hang over you.

Steven’s face lit up, “Of course, would love to.” He bashfully accepted your offered.

“Well I uh- best be on my way up, thank you, Steven. For everything.”

“Oh yeah, I need to be gettin’ home as well.”

A moment of silence. Neither of you seemed to make a move to leave. Staring into each others eyes, you felt as if something was missing. As if you left, you were to leave something unfinished.

So you made a bold move. Taking a step forward, hoping that if you did something might happen. And something did happen. He took a step too.

Now, you two were almost chest to chest. All but a few centimeters apart. Bubbles rising in your stomach as you knew the moment you were waiting for was coming closer and closer. Hope filled your chest as Steven extended his hand to your cheek, immediately melting into it as he did.

Titling your head up and forward to him, you close your eyes. Waiting. Hoping. For something, someone, to come to you.

And he did.

Soft, sweet, lips met yours.

Bliss.

The sweetest kiss a man had ever given you. You didn’t know how you’d live if you pulled away.

You melted deeper into the kiss, wanting more. Wanting him to continue further, abandoning all morals you previously had. But Steven pushed away.

You almost sighed in disappointment when he did. Opening your eyes you looked at him in confusion. He continued to hold you face in his hand, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

He did his best to resist you. Looking up at him with plump and pouty lips, he deeply wanted to respect your wishes and fought with all his power to not kiss you again and more passionately.

“Let’s wait a bit more, yeah?” He managed to whisper, his voice now raspy. It made you weak in the knees to hear him. Nodding your head, you managed to whimper out an “uh-huh.”

Steven lets go of your cheek, the warmth of his hands stays on your face as the cold wind hits you. You expect him to leave it at that, to bid you farewell and leave you there as you watch him go. But you’re wrong.

He grabs your hand, bringing it up to his lips as he bows down. You face flushes, becomes hotter than you think you can handle to the point where you might pass out. Such a simple action, but it made you almost swoon harder than the kiss.

“I’ll see you then?” He asks. Letting go of your hand, placing his own inside of his pockets.

“Yeah.” You reply, the word barely a whisper as you say it.

You don’t know how, but you managed to carry yourself inside. Opening the door without looking back, you enter the apartment complex, get inside the elevator, and inside of your home. All while a wide smile stayed on your face.

You thought about him, the kiss, and his touch. You tried to remember and keep the memory of his smell fresh in your mind, soon realizing you were still wearing his jacket.

“Oh,” You gasped, you had forgotten about it.

Outside, Steven Grant stayed where he was. Standing there, remembering the softness of your skin.

He smiles to himself and thinks about you. A sudden chills passes over him, the wind begins to howl as it did earlier that evening.

He suddenly becomes aware that he left his coat with you. But he doesn’t worry, nor call you and ask for it back. Instead he smiles, thinking about how he has an excuse to see you again.

#fanfic #fanfiction #fan fiction #steven grant #steven grant fanfiction #steven grant fanfic #moon knight #moon knight fanfiction #steven grant x reader #steven grant x y/n #y/n #x y/n #x reader #☾☼mims writes

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mirangel · 1 year

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hi my love, may I ask who’re your favorites in genshin? I don’t think I’ve seen that info anywhere on your blog? 🕺🏻

oh! i didn’t write that on my blog but, i LOVE LOVE LOVE kaeya, baizhu, zhongli, ayato, alhaitham, and pantalone!! i have a type and i’m running with it!!!

#⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎ dreamlike desire ✧#⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎ moon’s companions ✧: vi #itto also nice too!! potential for smut is high #there’s a high chance i’ll write longer for them if requested

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kazemi-archive · 1 year

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Kaze, darling, why would you do this to us?

honestly... i don't know... i think i need to be put down whenever i have thirsty thoughts... would make it easier on everyone...

#☾ nesi’s moon ☽#𓇻 asks #my brain is trying to decide if you mean writing the thirst or writing it for daishou.... im deciding prob both #i apologize for both

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celamoon · 2 years

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Lunar eclipse out :DDD (Photos below)

and the moon loved the sun. The moon adored the sun. The moon rose every night to send a kiss to the sun, hoping that they would receive it. Yet only three times a year did the moon get to thank the sun. Even if it was far away, and the sun burned the moon red; the moon loved the sun.

#I wrote sun and moon imagery everyone point and laugh #do ppl want a blurb of watching the lunar eclipse with Komaeda #because I will write it #shut up cressie no one cares-#☾.blurbs

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armafidelium · 22 days

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hi all. i kinda live. doing a reasonably bit better than i had been. think the emotional overload and shock is finally calming down. now just sleep deprivation is in my way. hopefully i can get to what i owe in a reasonable time. sorry for the wait and thank you all so much for being patient with me. i greatly appreciate it.

#● ☾ ⭑ 𝗠ᵒᵒᶰˡᶤᵍʰᵗ ᵛᶤᵍᶤˡ ( ooc )#// i know i don't owe anything in certain timely manners but i do feel bad taking so long #// i wanted to write the whole time but just couldn't focus for shiz #// also fun lil tidbit #// yesterday my friend who i got into lol with yoinked my butt into flex ranked & got to play phel all 5 placements and we won all of them #// so nice to get to play my sweet moon boy #● ☾ ⭑ 𝗠ᵒᵒᶰˡᶤᵍʰᵗ ᵛᶤᵍᶤˡ ( tbd )

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anotherwrld · 3 months

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I have something wildly inappropriate to say.

#I am kicking my feet writing out the spicy part of my script can you guys tell #these idiots have me sitting here like #run ✍🏻 a ✍🏻 t***n ✍🏻 on ✍🏻 me #ahahaaaaa #whattttt???????#who said that.#sorry like I’m kind of tweaking cuz #I’ve written spicy stuff before but it is SO different using PENCIL AND PAPER 😭😭😭#what is it that makes it so ….. humbling.#ugh jesus #oh my moon ! — ✩₊☾₊✩

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moongumi · 1 year

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⁀➷ ∵ ❝ just a human ❞

⟶ neteyam x fem!human!reader

⟶ he should've never fallen for a human

⟶ cw. rough drabble ⭒ headcanons ⭒ jealousy ⭒ angsty ⭒ aged up ⭒ BREAKUP ⭒ interspecies relationship ⭒ alien x human ⭒ established situation-ship

⟶ note. i've never tried to write something like this before, but i was feelin angsty. lmk what you think, i dont really know what style this is but i guess its a drabble/hc kinda thing?? it's fun! not edited or anything really

⭒ it wasn't obvious when things started to change, but slowly it became more and more noticeable the way you were being treated.

⭒ he'd leave early in the day before you'd even wake up, when he'd come back he'd say that he was in a rush and didn't think.

"i didn't mean to okay?" he said, bluntly. he moves past you rather quickly. "you wouldn't have been up yet, anyway."

your eyebrows are stitched together, feeling that odd feeling inside your chest as if something was wrong. it felt like a bad time to press matters, even if it hurts to keep those feelings in.

"you could've still asked, i would've gone with you."

neteyam sighs, putting away his bow. his eyes can't meet yours, darting anywhere but at them. "yea, i know."

⭒ you can't pinpoint the reason for his coldness. inside the lab, everyone could feel it. you weren't good at hiding your feelings but neither was he.

⭒ kiri likes to visit her mom, bring lo'ak and neteyam who's body stiffens the seconds he sees you. it wasn't just him though, they all seemed to be acting differently. only kiri remained truly nice to you.

"hey!" kiri waves her hand at you as if there wasn't a huge chill in the room from the tension.

you smiled at her from your desk, continuing with your daily reports without uttering a word.

⭒ neteyam can't keep his feelings off his face, it was obvious. his coldness was within reason, it was out of his control even if he hates it.

⭒ it hurts him to see you that way. alone most of the day, no one really your age since you were closer in range with them. most were far beyond adulthood and nothing much to really talk to about.

⭒ you were the closest to kiri, and well kiri couldn't help it but talk to you. he notices the way you've been avoiding her now, because of him.

⭒ it wasn't until the day that neteyam noticed you weren't in the lab, that his heart leaps and feels that surging feeling of impending doom.

"she went out in the morning," one of the lab guys said. neteyam rushes to your desk, the same one you've always sat at and looks through piles of sticky notes and journals. his large hands practically destroying everything in it's path.

a gasp from behind him was heard, "what are you doing neteyam, she's going to be so pissed you decided to ruin her stuff."

kiri didn't seem to feel that awful gut feeling he felt. he turns to her with a frantic look on his face, finally looking over at the monitor to find a sticky note with your small handwriting, 'out for the day, i think it's hunting season but don't worry, i'll be back later.'

"she's not stupid," kiri said, following her brother as he gathers his weapons and ionar. he was on a mission, his lips are in the tight line.

neteyam shakes his head, going towards the edge of the cliffs where his ikran rests, "i know, but right now she's really stupid–she knows it's hunting season why would she go?"

"i'm sure she's fine."

⭒ you were indeed fine. but neteyam was not.

⭒ neteyam rushes off his ikran with a mission. angry rushes through his bones as he pushes himself through the vegetation to spot you with a boy, a na'vi boy.

"what are you doing?"

you seemed unphased by him. not even bothering to reply. this seemed to make his blood boil by the second. the na'vi boy looks awkwardly been the two of you.

"and what are you doing here?"

the na'vi boy stutters, unable to say a word to the first born son of the clan leader.

your voice was flat, lacking emotion, "he gave me a ride." you get up off the ground, hands filled with bags of random plants and rocks.

⭒ he's never been so annoyed. he didn't think he'd get jealous easily, he thought things like this wouldn't bother him.

⭒ lo'ak always bothered him, pointing out his mood which doesn't make it any better.

"just talk to her man, she'll hate you forever if you don't."

⭒ he did. he talked to you, he stood there. the boy you liked, stands there telling you how he couldn't be with you. he was scared, of his feelings and what others would think.

you scoff, angrily you shoved him. pointing at him, "you of all people, i didn't think would care so much of what people think."

"i don't, i–look, my mother doesn't like humans, she hates spider–he's like my brother and she never sees him," he explains. feeling the moisture in his eyes gather, he wipes them off quickly. his eyes trail the ground at your feet.

you look away, "so it's your mom?"

"it's everyone," he kicks the ground, "i should've never fallen for a human."

"is that what you see us as?"

his eyebrows are stitched together, unable to form words as his mind is frazzled.

"aliens, i am just a human to you–not anything more." it hurts, it really does.

⭒ it was then that you listed the possibilities of what was wrong with you. what didn't you have that he wanted. you didn't want to believe that he would let that affect him, what others think or see.

⭒ he's lying to himself, he kicks himself after being reminded of how much of a skxawng he was.

⭒ tuk found out what he did, she was really angry. she really liked you, you always took her places with you. everytime she'd see neteyam she'd hiss at him.

"hah, she hates you," kiri sings. she's also not his biggest fan after finding out from the source how much of his asshole her brother was.

⭒ it was then, they needed to leave. to save the tribe–to save everyone. neteyam and his family had to leave.

⭒ the weather was awful that day, as if even eywa knew. he's completely covered in rainwater, head to toe trying to find you.

⭒ you're saying bye to kiri and tuk.

"you're not coming?" it was the first words he'd spoken to you since, almost a month ago. it wasn't like he didn't try, his mouth always tried to say something but the moment you'd spot him–felt his energy, you were gone, avoiding him like the plague.

kiri took tuk away, knowing that this was about to get dirty. you shrugged, watching the way the water fell from his pretty face after not really getting a look at him all this time, "what do you mean?"

"since you're saying bye, i assume you know–but you're not going with us? but you're my fa–"

an ironic laugh leaves your lips, interrupting him, "i'm just a human, neteyam, i know my place."

⭒ neteyam never had felt heartbreak before, not before today. irony, your heart broke a month ago. he'd not only lost his home, but he lost...his true home.

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demonskiss · 11 months

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off anon for this last one because. it is honestly so like something i would say regularly that i have to attach my username to it i have to stand by it. what if hybrid darling. in heat. what would they (also excluding violetta) do.

delicacy on a silver platter

cw: hybrid!reader, afab!reader w/ gn!pronouns, heat, restraints, riding, overstim, breeding, groping

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

emory initially stands back and watches how this heat affects you, of course, with restraints on your body. this is the first time they’ve seen this, so they can’t help but take notes in preparation for the next time you’ll have your heats, regardless of your cries for them to fuck you, to make sure you can’t walk until next week. after their initial note taking, the host unties your restraints… and you can’t help but jump on them, knocking them down with an unrestrained force. their clothes are clawed apart to shreds, tearing away your clothes and with desperation, seating yourself on their warm cock. they can’t help but groan from the tight, but wet heat. oh well… they understand you can’t help yourself, but this warrants a punishment for later, yknow?

blythe is ever so loving, and will always take care of you like the perfect boyfriend he is! they can’t help but spoil you even now, thrusting his cock inside you like a rabid animal. they coo sweet words into your ear, whispering about how tight you feel around his cock, how lovely your moans are, and how utterly beautiful your fucked out face is. all their work is thrown out the window just to satisfy you first and foremost, and he’ll overstimulate himself for the sake of pleasuring you, cumming over and over inside you until he’s practically shooting blanks, and he won’t stop until you pass out, and if not? well, it’s okay, they’re sure they’ll be okay.

ambrose is freaked out at first, he’s never had much experience with a lover, and even more so with a hybrid such as yourself. he’s more than willing to fuck you of course, his incorporeal body can sustain any sort of exhaustion, and he’ll make sure to please you until you beg him with tear stained eyes to please stop, no more. his cum is freezing to the touch too, cooling down your heat stricken body exponentially. but soon his body wears out, unable to stay tied to the physical plane, and he disappears right in front of your eyes, leaving you needy and heartbroken. but he’s such an accommodating boyfriend, and even when you can’t see him, you know he’s there. after all, who else isthe one groping your body throughout the day with cold hands?

hhh…. angel you’ve outdone yourself here i was literally screaming and kicking writing this ANYWAYS i kept the hybrid breed uncertain because i couldn’t choose what i wanted to write for and WAAAH!!! hopefully you enjoy!!!

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