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ginkgo-phyta · 2 months

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I'm back again 😅

Hopefully, I'm not the only person with this opinion, but how do you think Spencer would react if his significant other told him that they thought he looked hot with his bulletproof vest on? 👀

omg is this injured spencer request anon?? I NEED TO KNOW im so sorry if it's not tho, whoever you are thank you so much for coming back!! i love you with all my heart you should use a special emoji as like ur own lil signature! :D

okay so i wanted to try blurb(?) format but mmm okay not really cuz just a wall of text was stressing me out but this is def more informal than my other work (look no capital letters!) and because i love you so much i present two scenarios for you :P... i cant fight this feeling anymore guys he rlly is so hot in his vest im becoming my most feral self grrrrr RAH RAH ALRIGHT hope you enjoy, my love!

OKAY SO SPENCER REACTING TO YOU TELING HIM HE'S HOT IN HIS FBI VEST gn! reader, fluff, second scenario a little steamy in tone but nothing explicit just h*rny vibes, no other warnings

if you weren't a profiler: you'd never thought about it before- spencer in his bulletproof vest. sure, you knew that his job required him to go into sticky situations where the prospect of gunfire was imminent and he would have to wear proper equipment, but you never put two nd two together. you never even thought of a kevlar vest as something that could be hot...until you saw a picture of him wearing it.

"what the hell is that." you blurt out, voice serious with hints of concern.

"huh?" spencer's as clueless as ever, a little worried about your reaction. he was just showing you random photos his team members had taken over the years, all printed out for easy viewing courtesy of the ever-so-accommodating penolope garcia. someone had taken a pic of a beautiful lake where the bau had saved yet another victim, the sun dipping below the horizon line of pine trees, painting the sky purple and pink. "um...the sunset?" spencer was confused, "i guess maybe it was kinda a weird time to take a photo, but no one was hurt and we caught the unsub and the sky really did look-"

you cut off his rambling with a wave of your hand, eyes never leaving the photo in front of you, "no, no...what's that." you point to what you were talking about, a figure standing off to the side.

spencer takes a minute, becoming even more bewildered "...me?" in that moment your world changed.

"oh my god... "you whispered in a daze, firmly pulling the picture out of spencer's fingers and into your own, "what...what are you wearing?"

"honey what's wrong? it's just my bulletproof vest. i know it might look a little funny, but it, y'know, keeps me alive..." he scratches the back of his neck. a couple seconds of silence pass, but to spencer it feels excruciatingly long.

"spencer," you look at up at him deadpan "you look so fucking hot." to say your boyfriend was shocked would be an understatement.

he was absolutely blown away by your response, so much so that the way his face contorted looked borderline disgusted. "wha-what?? huh? what?" he clamored, eyes flitting over your face to find any sign you were joking.

"seriously, baby, you look so good. oh, my God!!" you almost shriek, gripping the picture tighter, the widest, dumbest grin pulling up your cheeks as you giggle like a schoolgirl.

spencer smiles at your reaction, still a little perplexed "you really think so?" the notion begins to sink into his bones, making him giddy.

you very enthusiastically nod your head, "are there any more pictures of you like this?" you rip the rest of the photos out of spencer's hands, scouring through them at light speed. out of nowhere, spencer laughs out loud, his nose scrunching in delight.

"i...don't know what to say. i'm flattered you think that," a wonderful blush shimmers over his cheeks, "but no i don't think there are. sadly." he playfully adds.

you stop all movements, slowly turning towards him, suspiciously calm. "well then," you grab your phone and suddenly stand up "looks like i'll just have to ask penelope for some!"

"wait! wait, no!" spencer calls after you as you start speed-walking away, your shirt barely escaping his fingertips. he yells out your name, his serious tone interrupted by a giggle of his own as he begins chasing you, "get back here!" he knows: garcia can never ever find out about this...

if you were a profiler: you had seen spencer don his FBI branded bulletproof vest hundreds of times over the years. although you had pined over him for years and were now finally in a relationship with him, seeing him like that didn't make you feel any type of way really. sure, you thought he looked strong and handsome, but most of the time you were too caught up in the case or situation at hand to focus on how he looked. until now. something had shifted in him in the last few months, not just with his ever-changing haircut, but within the way he held himself; more confident, more sure of himself, even more cocky, if you will. whatever it was, it drew your eyes to him in his tight little vest like a lightbulb draws in moths- instantly and continuously. it all came to a head when you caught the unsub responsible for drowning and resuscitating his victims until they couldn't be brought back to life. spencer dove into the lake with emily to apprehend the killer while you had helped the kid he had hostage reunite with his mother. you smiled at the scene in front of you, the teenager running into his mother's shaking arms, her holding him close in a tight embrace. another good ending, you thought to yourself before turning back to watch your fellow profilers make the arrest. suddenly, you mouth goes dry. there spencer reid stood; soaking wet, clothes sticking to his skin, chest rising and falling as he panted to catch his breath, his hand pushing his wet hair out of his face. and that stupid, goddamn kevlar vest. oh, fuck. the others walked away from the dock to situate everyone and themselves in respected vehicles that sat back on the road a few hundred feet away from where you currently were. as spencer moved to follow behind emily, hands trying to flick the water off of him, your gaze stopped him in his tracks. he stood there, a bit confused as to why you were walking towards him, seemingly entranced, instead of beelining behind everyone else.

he spoke out your name, but you remained silent, stopping just a couple feet away from him. you took him in one more time: the way his shirt became translucent, granting you with peeks of his skin; his sleeves rolled up, showing off his delicious forearms; the way his soaked pants choked his thick thighs. you became woozy with desire. spencer watched as your eyes dragged over his figure, drinking in every inch of his dripping body. "oh, baby..." you voice drawled out as soon as your gaze landed on his bulletproof vest, "you're absolutely soaking wet." spencer's eyebrows shot up his forehead at the suggestive twinkle in your timbre. you approached him further, chest just inches away from his. if he wasn't so intrigued by your reaction, he would have been a bit more cautious of lingering teammates. your hands came up to ghost over his vest, "did i ever tell you how good i think you look in this?" you looked up at him through your lashes.

spencer chuckled, "in the bulletproof vest?" you nodded in response, but spencer still couldn't really believe it. "uh, no, actually, you haven't." his eyes glinted at the way you bit your lip, his hands moving on their own accord to rest on your hips. you could feel droplets of water seep into the material and lick your skin, but you didn't give a rat's ass.

"well, you do." you whisper, hands wrapping around the back of his neck as you pull yourself up to press a kiss to his lips, "really, really good." your mouth moves enticingly with his.

"oh? is that so?" he whispers against your lips, diving back in, his fingers digging in your hips. he graciously kisses you for a moment before it dawns on him that you're both still at work- in an active crime scene, at that. "mmh, mmh!" he vocalizes between kisses as he tries to move his head back a smidge. his eyes peak open just enough to see if anyone else was around. your lips are addicting, rendering him unable to fully tell you to stop, unable to fully pull away himself. he's relieved when he spots no one. still, he know this is far from appropriate. spencer's hands move up your body to wrap around your wrists behind him, pulling them away from him and the same time he pulled away from you, "okay, okay!" he breathes out with a chuckle, "i believe you now" he tries to catch his bearings, but your pouting face causes him to laugh again

"spencerrrr," you groan at the loss of your beloved's kisses and he turns you around and pushes you towards the spot where the others vanished, walking behind you with his hands on your shoulders, your body held at an arm's distance.

"let's go, angel." his words brought out a hmph! from you. "we can do more of that later at home" he whispers, leaning in ever-so-slightly.

you turn your head back to get a glimpse of him, your eyes and smile equally wide with excitement, "can you bring the vest with you?!"

A/N: OKAYYYY lemme stop myself before things get filthy LOL do yall know which episode im referring to in the second scenario? that end scene will always get me my eye are GLUED to spencer the entire time GODDAMN. okay anyway i hope you liked this anon!!! pls tell me yalls thoughts <3

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spamgyu · 1 month

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PRETTY BOY // College!Mingyu AU – small purses and labels

"Even if the sky's on fire. Got you here, it's alright, with me ..."

Started off as this prompt: no bc college!mingyu as someone who lives down the hall from your dorm and you always run into him doing something questionable genre: tooth-aching fluff

this is based on these two requests - one of them i cant find bc i am a disorganized mess but it's from 🎀 and the other is from this anon

"Can you put my keys in your purse?" Mingyu batted his lashes at her, holding his car keys out.

Y/n glanced at his hand and then at the tiny shoulder bag in her hand – raising a brow at him. "I hope you know this literally only fits a lipgloss and my will to live."

Curse the current trend of tiny baguette bags – why must they be so cute yet so small, only able to hold far less than what she could probably stuff into her pockets.

It wasn't that her outfit needed a purse. They were simply getting bagels.

But it did make complete her look, and that was more than enough of an excuse to use it.

"Pleaseeee." He dragged his word.

It wasn't like his keys would take up much space anyways – it wasn't like hers that had multiple unneccesary key chains hanging off of it.

It was literally just his key fob, house keys, and dorm keys. It would take up 4 inches at most.

Taking the set with sigh, Y/n threw it in her purse before holding it out for him.

"What do you want me to do with that?" Mingyu blinked.

"It's heavy now and I don't want to carry it."

"Y/n," Mingyu let out a chuckle. "You can't possibly be ser— yeah okay."

Taking the black bag from her hand, Mingyu slipped the strap awkwardly up his arm – the tiny loop stopping mid-bicep.

"Am I serving?"

The girl let out a laugh, pulling out her phone to snap a picture at how ridiculous her boyf– her friend, looked. "You could have just held it."

"But am I serving?" He repeated, this time placing a hand on his jutted out hip.

"Yes. You served and ate." Y/n rolled her eyes at his antics – he never did stop with his foolishness since they began .... talking.

If anything, it persisted much more – Mingyu revealing more and more of his true self and y/n doing the same.

There wasn't a single day they were together that wasn't filled with laughter – laughs that left tears in their eyes.

"Mingyu?"

A grown woman's voice caught the two's attention – Mingyu mostly, whipping his head at the source of the familiar voice.

"Mom!" His eyes wide.

It wasn't that he was afraid, as if he was caught doing something wrong. No, never that. He was simply surprised – especially considering he lived two cities away and there was no reason for his parents to be in their college town.

"Wha- what are you guys doing here?" He leaned in to place a kiss on each of his parent's cheeks before stepping back to stand next to y/n, who was awkwardly shifting her weight from one foot to another.

If he had been any one of her friends, she would have happily stuck her hand out and introduced herself to Mingyu's parents.

But their situation was different.

They were in a grey area. For now, at least.

They were much more than friends; sharing sweet hushed words in the midst of a crowd, their hands naturally gravitating to one another when they walked side by side, his lips finding a home on her forehead whenever he greeted or bid her a goodbye.

But they weren't official either. There was no label.

"This is– um–"

"You must be Mingyu's girlfriend." The older woman cut her son off with a smile. "All we've heard during calls is your name and how wonderful you are."

"Mom." Mingyu warned through his teeth, eyes just as wide as when he first heard her call out for him earlier.

Y/n bit back the smile that threatened to form on her lips.

He talked about her.

Constantly.

More importantly, he addressed her as his girlfriend.

Y/n has always been confident in herself, and she thought she would be the same when it came to dating; but to say she didn't have some doubts in her and Mingyu would be a lie. She knew she wasn't the only one with her eyes set on the six-foot charismatic basketball player; y/n was well aware there are girls dying to be at her spot.

And sure, she may have spent some nights lying awake, thinking of the worst – the blissful past few weeks possibly coming down crashing on her. She was a realist, after all.

Mingyu could have anyone, he could be with that girl in 302 – the smart dark haired girl who seemed to know more about sports than y/n did. The one girl she could have sworn Mingyu had his eyes on before they even established a friendship.

Y/n was just like any other girl. She had her insecurities; one of them including Mingyu's true feelings for her.

Despite the fact that he was very transparent with her.

"Oh, don't act all embarrassed now." His mother waved him off. "You even have her purse up your arm. Young love–"

"Alright, we're going." Mingyu spoke quickly, tugging on y/n's arm – who was now giggling.

"It was wonderful meeting you, Mr. and Mrs. Kim." Y/n stood her ground, despite the boy who was practically begging for the ground to swallow him whole.

"Likewise." His father nodded. "We usually have Sunday dinners, you should come along."

Y/n glanced at Mingyu. "I mean it's only fair, considering how much of my family dinners you've crashed."

"Mingyu!" Mrs. Kim gasped.

"Hey! I was invited by coach!" He cried. "I– I'll bring her along, can we please just be excused? I feel like I'm dying here."

The three of them laughed at the poor boy who cowered behind the girl that was practically half his height – dreading the conversation they were about to have the second they stepped away from his parents.

"Have a great rest of your day, kids." Mr. Kim chuckled.

"Thanks." Mingyu mumbled with a sigh, practically dragging y/n away from his parents.

"Girlfriend, huh?" She laughed as the finally reached the store front.

A suppressed groan was heard from Mingyu, using his hands to cover the redness that began to form on his face.

Y/n wasn't upset, not like what Mingyu thought in his head. In fact, she found the whole interaction, and revelation, to be cute – even more now that he was clearly quite embarrassed.

"Do you refer to me as your girlfriend to anyone else?" She brought her hands up to pull his away from his face – their fingers interlocking once they were at his side.

"Um– everyone?" Mingyu kept his eyes trained on his shoes.

"Sorry– what?" Y/n coughed.

"Well– I, we're heading there anyways and– I promise I do plan on asking you to be my girlfriend. I have it all planned it's romant–"

He was speaking fast.

It was a habit of his when he was either excited or nervous; either way, she found it absolutely adorable. Y/n didn't care to listen to the rest of his rambling, leaning up to place a quick kiss on his lips.

"This was romantic." She smiled up at him.

"Wha–"

"I'm your girlfriend."

Mingyu stood frozen, his brain still attempting to process the soft pillows that made contact with his lips – his fingers reaching up to touch the sticky gloss she had left behind.

Peach vanilla.

"I'm your boyfriend." His voice was small, almost as if he was saying it to reaffirm himself.

"Yes."

"I'm your boyfriend!" Mingyu repeated much louder this time, his lips stretched from ear to ear. "Oh, prepared to be so sick of me."

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dinogoofy · 9 months

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Sunshine

Did Reptile's new trailer bring me out of a year long hiatus?

.....noooooooo

Also, fun fact! Reptile was my very first profile picture (I think?)! I think it's time I changed it >:]

Pairing: Syzoth (Reptile) x reader

Warnings: none? Unless you're uncomfortable with Reptile being a shifter

Word count: 354

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It was a rather sleepy afternoon. The sun was out, the sky was blue, and the shade from Outworld's trees fell perfectly upon the two of you. Syzoth in his full, scaley form is enjoying the last of summer's warmth. His head is laid in your lap, body stretched out as he soaks up the sun while lying on his belly. You stroke his scales, scratching at hard to reach spots as well, earning a deep hum from the reptile in your lap.

It's certainly a serene, quiet scene, and soon enough, even you start to fall asleep. A sudden snort startles you awake. Syzoth has an eye cracked open at you. He huffs, pouty that you had stopped spoiling him. You roll your eyes. Syzoth rolls over onto his back, and you take the chance to grab him by the snout and tease him a bit.

"I think you're starting to get spoiled. I cant keep giving you scritches forever, you know" You laugh. His expression turns amused as he playfully nips at your fingertips so that you let him go. You do so, and he's already shifted, reaching for your hands again and placing them in his hair.

"Well, if you'd rather, I'll let you play with my hair instead." He smirks, letting go of your hands. "- although I wouldn't mind if you'd rather use your hands for… other things.

You roll your eyes again, giggling. "Pfft- just get off me!" You playfully shove him off your lap, and he's disappeared immediately.

"-And deprive myself of my favorite heater? No way." You keep your guard up, waiting. And then suddenly he's behind you. He pulls you into his clothed chest and laughs with you as he tugs you backwards. You turn to kiss him, and he tugs you even closer. You curl into each other, and when you separate, you ignore his complaints by tucking your face into the crook of his shoulder and sliding your hand into his hair, the gentle motions pleasing him. The two of you fall asleep right there, and don't wake up till late in the day.

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worukin · 1 year

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╭୨୧︰ childhood friend yandere x male reader

・✦⇢ growing up together with him was certainly a gift. always kind and understanding, never leaving your side. he would always protect you from those who dared to cross you. and now that you're both all grown, he's ready to take protecting you to another level.

︰꒰1・ ( warnings ) — overprotective behaviour, manipulation, yandere themes, bullying, yan taking advantage of his reputation and y/n's shyness.

︰꒰2・ ( notes ) — HIII AFTER A LONG TIME IVE FINALLY POSTED!! Missed you all cant believe i hit 300 already <333 how would you guys feel about yan darling for the special? anyway enjoy!!

( if you are uncomfy with this type of content, kindly block me instead. anyway, hope you enjoy reading this aaa <3 )

You and Kian were attatched at the hip since kindergarten, him first approaching you during the first day of class to talk about how his parents told him about starfish swimming in the sky at night.

Eventually after a few playdates, you were finally ready to call the both of you best friends.

It wasn't much of a surprise to your parents that you didn't try to approach other kids as you were already content with Kian himself, and he took pride in that.

"See! Y/n doesn't need anyone else and so do I! We have each other, don't we?" Kian exclaimed, turning to look to you for confirmation. He beamed when you nodded.

The adults cooed, glad to see their kids getting along well and clinging to each other. "Awe, this is so cute! Smile!" Kian's father out his phone to snag a picture. Kian wasted no time to wrap his arms around you and smile, encouraging you to give a meeker one.

And then during middle school, Kian would always sit beside you during classes you had together. Claiming that having someone you know beside you helped with learning.

This was proven wrong when all you two did was whisper to each other about nonsense, paying no mind to the lesson.

And he'd always share his food with you, even if you didn't forget yours. "Well, mama says I'm a growing boy and need to eat. And since you're a boy you're growing too!"

You took the pieces of Kian's meal he placed into your lunchbox back to his, shaking your head. "I already have enough Kian, growing boys need their own food."

Kian pouted, and began to whine. "But both of our parents told me to take care of you at school! How am I supposed to do that if I don't at least try?" You whipped your head at him, embarassed at what your parents told him.

"They said what!?" Kian nodded at you, chewing. "Y'know because you're shy and can't talk to other people?"

A sigh left your lips. "What does that have anything to do with feeding me?" You shook your head. "Anyway stop it, I don't need to be fed like a baby!" You huffed, before angrily munching away.

Kian sat still for awhile, thinking. Before deciding to tease you. "Aww, why not? Little ol' Y/n only eating when he's fed properly?" He scooped up some of his lunch and went towards you.

"Here comes the airplane! Woooosh!" Kian snickered at your shocked face. "What!? That's even worse Kian!" Grabbing onto his arm to force it back, but Kian wanted to have fun.

"Oh I'm sorry, did you want the choochoo train?" He cackled, eventually placing the spoon back to let out his laughter.

Looking away to stop making it worse, you mumbled. "God that was embarassing..." but you were drowned out by your best friends's giggling. "It's fine Y/n, I don't mind!" He said.

"Well I do." You rolled your eyes at him. "Now eat your food if you wanna grow." Kian stiffled his laughter but eventually went back to eating.

And now you're in highschool, and puberty is making it the worse. People you knew in a small community became mean and targeted you for your shyness.

Well, it wasn't just them who changed. Kian did as well, and you think it's safe to say he's qualified to be your bodyguard.

Always walking you to your classes, fending you off from bullies, sending his harshest glare to those who even look at you wrong. He might be a little overkill but it did provide protection. Even if it did backfire on you.

"Who do you think you are? Using a guy like Kian to protect you? Do you pay him or something?" Being cornered by some other students was definitely not something you expected. Especially when you don't have a bad reputation.

"I don't think so, someone like him wouldn't have any money." One of them snickered. "Look, all we're asking is to leave him alone. It's sad enough he has to hang out with someone like you, jeez."

A girl sighed, "Oh poor Kian, star of the Basketball team having to deal with a loser nobody like you. It's pitifful."

Kian did grow a reputation. For being kind and charming, despite being a class clown he never really said anything degrading. And on top of that, he was athletic. Everything a teacher and a classmate could want.

Active participation, good sportsmanship, good grades, a great relationship among his peers and teachers? And what did you have? All you were was the kid that Kian stuck with, Kian's "friend".

Though none of this answered why they thought of you using Kian when you've been best friends since diapers.

"Aww look, he's too ashamed of himself to say anything. We caught you red handed didn't we?" One scoffed, stepping towards you and grabbing your collar. "Just scram."

And you did. Speedwalking then breaking into a run when you weren't in their sight anymore.

Then, the next day arrived. And as much as you didn't want to— you had to go to school. You already had everything planned out, talk to Kian about this and hopefully he can clear up whatever twisted misunderstanding this was.

But the heated stares you got from some students were enough for you to back out on your plan. Maybe they think I forced him to tell them I'm not bribing him. Ugh.

Nervous thoughts swarmed your head as you sat in your usual seat, and Kian beside you. "Hey Y/n! Wanna go eat out later?" He smiled, sitting down.

Though the prolonged silence confused him a little. Usually you'd nod at him or hum. "Y/n? Did you hear me?" His eyes met yours before you briefly look away. "Okay uhh, did I do... anything? Did something happen?" He suddenly got defensive.

Why is he ignoring me? Kian thought. Staring at you with hard focus. Well I know for a fact I haven't done anything out of line. Have I been to overbearing? Was I that obvious?

Kian hummed, lightly tapping his pencil against the desk. He's been careful for a long time now, managing to keep up the act of an affectionate friend. And it's not like you weren't used to it— cause apparently he's been like this ever since kindergarten, said by both of your parents. So what could be making you act like this?

Honestly, he was a little hurt. You were always such a sweetheart with him. He enjoyed playing the role of a dumb friend who you had to look out for and worry about. And Kian wasn't taking you getting "tired" of him as a reason.

Now you felt bad for ignoring him like this, but you panicked. You were unsure of how to deal with the situation. And now Kian's getting hurt because of it. Maybe I really am an asshole.

It was kind of obvious that something was going on, you had such a somber expression on your face it made Kian frown. The last thing he would want is you getting hurt.

He sighed. Deciding to talk to you about it after school. He wasn't really fond of the idea that you were falling out with him, after everything he's done for you? No way in hell.

Eventually school neared it's end and you tried your best to get out as soon as possible. To avoid Kian and both those guys who cornered you the other day.

With quickened steps and bated breath, you walked out of school as soon as the last bell rung. Kian would surely be swarmed by his teammates— allowing you time to escape.

Oh god, why am I even doing this? Your mind overflowed with anxious thoughts. What if the bullies caught you? What if Kian caught you? The look on his face would be a nightmare.

He'd probably laugh at you for being such a coward, running away from your problems.

Suddenly— an arm reached out to you once you passed by the same street on the way home. Heart beating at the speed of light before realizing it was just Kian.

Oh. It was Kian.

Quickly tensing once you made eye contact, and in a panicked state a bunch of incoherent words left your mouth.

"Kian! I... forgot we always walk this way home." Awkward chuckles filled the air. It made you uncomfortable how you could feel the sweat sliding from your temple.

"Y/n. I was looking for you! Or- waiting for you actually."

He stepped back to give you space. "You worried me man, I thought I did something! I didn't, did I?" He whispered at the end.

For some reason you were relieved to see he wasn't mad at you. I mean, Kian? The Kian who would take care of you when sick? No way.

"Uhm... hi." You whispered after atleast a minute. Kian's face softened. "Hi," he cooed. You were wrapped in a warm embrace once he spoke again. "Hi Love."

Kian wanted nothing more than to smother you in hugs once you were in the alleyway. But he didn't want to overwhelm you.

He missed your voice so much that when he said hi he couldn't help but hug you. Though he was able to restrain himself from squeezing you to death.

Shortly after that, Kian confronted you about why you were ignoring him. Obviously he found out why and let's just say they were dealt with.

Overtime Kian grew paranoid that people would hurt you when he isn't there so... his overprotectiveness kind of grew.

Always sitting beside you, having an arm wrapped around your shoulder, he even got his classes chanbed just for you!

And well... he started to make good use of your personality. Aww, too shy to speak? Don't worry, Kian will order for you!

You didn't mind when he would talk for you, if anything you were grateful. Minus the times he took the opportunity to put words in your mouth.

It's all good fun though! Kian doesn't mean any harm to tease you. (Even if it's on purpose just so he could make it up afterwards)

Give it a few more months and maybe he'll take it to the next level.

ʚ ﹒ ﹕ ̟乀 all works belong to @worukin, do not repost on anywhere else with or without credit, do not plagiarise. ty!

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ador3sturniolo · 8 months

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Matt x reader driving together late at night and they end up kissing or something? 💜

“Attention”

An - I love this request so much! I’ll write any of your guys requests! They might take some time so leave some more!! 🤍

Paring - Matt Sturniolo - Fem!reader

Summary - Matt takes you on a late night drive :)

Warnings - NOT PROOFREAD (sorry I’m not proofreading anything 😭) Kissing, that should be it

Requested - Yes

Word count - 600 ish (SORRY ITS SO SHORT, FORGIVE ME)

It’s 11 at night, and I was woken up from my phone buzzing non-stop. It’s Matt texting and calling me constantly. He calls me and this time I pick up.

“Matt..” i say with a grumpy voice.

“Oh I’m sorry baby, did I wake you up?” He’s voice was apologetic as he realized he woke me up.

“Yeah but it’s okay. Did you need something?” I said yawning in the middle of my sentence.

“I just wanted to see if you wanted to go for a drive right now, but it’s seemed like you were sle-“

“I’ll be ready in 5” I said with an excited tone, hanging up the phone. I cant explain on how much i love Night drives. They are so calming and peaceful. And with my favorite boy? My two favorite things. I’m now wide awake as i brush my teeth. I don’t wear much as i was just wearing shorts and a hoodie, i just put on a bra. I brush my hair and spray my perfume, i slip on my shoes and walk to my door with my phone in hand.

Matt 🫶🏼 - I’m here

You - I’m heading out!

I Walk out to the car and hop in putting on my seatbelt. I turn to look at a Matt who’s already looking at me.

“Hi” i say leaning in for a kiss.

“Hey pretty” he says pulling me in by my jaw. I pull back and smile

“So, where are we gonna go?” I say smiling.

“You’ll see.” He says as he puts in his gps. I nod as i look out the window, into the night sky, the stars really bright. I lean my head on the window the whole ride, looking at the sky. Matt stops his gps and pulls back into a big area of grass with no trees in sight.

“We’re here.” He says turning to me, smiling.

“What do we do?” I say concerned.

“I’m so glad you asked.” He says sarcastically. “Get out and go to the trunk” He spoke as he opened his door. I wasn’t questioning him so I did as he told me to do. I went to the trunk, him standing there, waiting for me so he can open it.

“Oh my gosh Matt!” In the trunk was blankets, sweets, and flowers.

“You did not have to do all of this for me!” I say in disbelief.

“Oh yes i did, now let’s grab the stuff and lay it all out.” He says pointing to an area in the grass. I follow his instructions and lay out the blanks and put the snacks on top of the set up. I pull my phone out and take a picture for memories.

“Do you like it?” He says turning kinda of shy. I turn to look at him.

“No, i dont Like it..” His face drops.

“Oh. Well I-“

“I love it.” I say pulling him in for a kiss. “This is more than anything I could ask for a night drive.” I lay down on top of the blankets dragging Matt down with me. I look up at the stars as i hold his hand. He turns to look at me. I Face him, staring into his eyes.

“I love you, like so much. You are the best thing that ever happened to me.” He says making me blush and turning the other way. He pulls my face back to him.

“Oh c’mon i know you love the attention.” He says, putting on a smirk.

“I guess you’re right.” I say wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing him. I pull back, smiling as i grab the other blanket, pulling it over the both of us, laying my head on his chest. He starts to play with my hair as i gaze into the night sky.

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An - That was… short. I feel so bad because i think I’m doing the complete opposite of what you guys are asking 😭, but i Hope you guys love this. And I love this as like a date idea 🤍

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dilvuc · 16 days

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Hello! I love your writing style! You're one of my favorite TWST writers right now :D! And i have a request for you if you dont mind! (I read your pinned so no worries)

Idia/Leona (if you can do both of them separately but if you cant, just go with Idia!) with a reader (m) that has a floating jade chamber/castle similar to Ningguang's jade chamber. And the reader is a silly loaded rich dude who cosplays.

The reader could be showing Idia (with/and Leona) his floating castle for the first time, and they went to his enormous room where he cosplays. Because theres wigs and costumes everywhere along side with merch from their favorite games

(pls tell me if this isnt specific enough! I might give a more descriptive request ^^)

@cyevvierrrr

❝RICH COSPLAYER❞

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: rich cosplayer

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: idia x m!reader

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: you decided to show idia around at your home. he was shocked to find out that you own the jade chamber and was a cosplayer

“So…where is this home of yours…?” idia asked as you led him to the yiyan temple. the male looks up at the temple in awe, “I-is this…?”

“We’re not there yet…” you smiled. idia tilted his head, “Then why did we stop here?”

“Look up.” you pointed up. the flame haired male looked up at the sky and to his surprise, there was a floating building high up into the sky. he had so many questions. how are they floating? are they using magic? what's the secret behind it?!

“H-h-how?!” idia gawked. you gently grabbed idia’s hand and lead him on a floating pillar, making squeak in fear and cling onto you.

“How about you just close your eyes and think of something that might overcome your fear of height?” you requested. just as you say, idia closes his eyes. he let out a soft squeak when he felt the pillar move upwards. it may not take long until you tell him to open his eyes, “You can open your eyes now…”

idia opened his eyes and find himself at the castle. he was still kinda nervous about staying on high ground. you gently rub the male's back, “Let just head inside, shall we?”

“S-sure…” idia nodded as you gently grabbed his hand and led him inside your home. to his surprise, the interior is huge and luxurious. he never realizes you'll be this rich. although, he was wondering what you're gonna show him. you lead him to your bedroom and allow him to sit on your bed.

“Um…What are you trying to show me?” idia tilted his head. you grinned as you walked over to your closet, “I thought I could surprise you with something. Hope you enjoy it~”

“???”

you opened up your closet and revealed a bunch of cosplay costumes. idia gasped with excitement when he saw your cosplay, “No way! No way! Are these…?!”

“Yep. You see some shorts on Magicam, right?” you asked the male.

idia gawked, “It was you?! That cosplayer who dressed up as my favorite characters?! Y-y-you look pretty!! I mean— Cool!”

you laughed at idia's red face, “Thanks. Glad you love it that much. Hey…Would you like to try it out?”

“I-I'm good, but you won't mind me taking some pictures to treasure it?” idia blushed, holding out his phone. you winked, “Whatever you want. So, what do you suggest?”

“Oh! [Your favorite anime character]!” idia suggested with excitement.

“Hai~”

╰┈➤ author note: please note that this is a slow update. i will still accept your request, but it will take a while since i'll be working on my books on wattpad. if you wish to read those books, here's my wattpad account.

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wjhik · 9 months

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Whoa... (Jude Bellingham)

Y/N's POV:

Jude has always been much bigger than me. While he does make me feel safe, I cant help but be scared of what he could do to me. Now, I will never ever think to vocalize this to Jude, but it is a thought that runs through the back of my mind. When Jude and I are arguing, I cant help but be afraid of him. He's so big, and even though I know he'll never hurt me, just his sheer size is scary. When you have a guy like him towering over you while he's angry, it's not the most amazing position to be.

Now you see, here's the catch: Jude knows he's big. In every way. And he loves tormenting me with that. Whether it be towering over me, making me all flustered and shy, or posting a picture of how small my hand looks in his, he loves teasing me for this. But, it's never gone farther than domestic. Because he knows how big he really is, he is so gentle with me in bed. He knows how much is too much. Even when I say I can take it, he knows I can't. He loves throwing me around, so when we had sex for the first time, I was really scared he was going to be very rough, and it didn't help that I was a virgin. I avoided having sex with him for the first year of our relationship, because 'We're still young. Why rush?' At least that's what I told him. I mean, I wasn't lying. We were only 18. I was worried he would lose interest, but he persisted.

Now, Jude and I sit on the beach together on a large beach blanket. We have a few snacks and a cooler full of drinks. Jude is blabbering on about his future tour around the US while sipping on his beer (he's an english man i assume he likes beer). I'm just nodding my head and letting out an 'mmh' every now and then, to let him know I was listening, when reality, I'm just mesmerized at how his arms look right now. His usually light brown skin tanned into the perfect golden shade. He's wearing a sleeveless t-shirt. His veins are bulging through his skin. 'How would his arm look around my ne-' My very intrusive thought are interrupted by fingers snapping in my face.

"Helllooo??" Jude asks me, snapping in my face. "I stopped talking, like, 5 minutes ago." He says as my eyes focus on him. "Where'd I lose you?" He asks, giggling at my state. "Sorry, baby. I was just looking at the sunset. How beautiful is that?" I point towards the sun, in front of us, all the shades of oranges and pinks swimming around in the sky. Normally, this would be a normal thing for me to zone out at, except for the fact that my eyes were burning into Jude. "Oh, really? Bullshit." Jude says, smiling at me. My arm drops down from it's outstretched position. "You can't be dressed like a slut and expect me not to stare." I tell him, in defeat. He lets out a dramatic gasp and puts his hand against his chest. This guy and his expressions...

"Wow. First, you violate me with your eyes. Now, you slut shame me? Outrageous." He tells me. Him and I both giggle at his ridiculous statement. Jude puts his arms around my shoulder and pulls me into him. I put my hand on his chest and scrunch my legs up into his lap. I'm looking at the waves rolling onto the shore. I can feel Jude's eyes on me. He leans down and gives me a kiss on my forehead. I look up at him and kiss his lips. One thing leads to another, and he's on top of me, kissing my neck. "Jude...We shouldn't- Not here..." I say through whimpers and kisses. Jude, without saying anything, gets off of me and starts packing up. Before I can even help him, he's already done. He grabs me by the waist and lifts me up. I let out a squeal. He simply moves me off the blanket and places me back on my feet. He, so effortlessly, manhandles me. If he's so comfortable being rough now, what's scaring him in bed? He grabs all the stuff and starts walking towards the car.

He never lets me carry things when were together. He strongly believes I will lose a limb or something if I help out. "You sit your pretty ass down. I got it." He'll say to me, or he'll say, "You're too pretty to work." Now, if he really means that or not, I don't know. I try to get some things out of his hands, but he just reciprocates by walking faster. At this point, I'm struggling to keep up, his long legs taking one step while I'm taking 5. We finally reach the car and he puts all of the stuff into the trunk. He gets into the passenger seat while I get into the driver's seat. "Ready, my passenger princess?" I ask him, buckling my seatbelt.

We've been driving for about 30 minutes now. We're stopped at a red light when look down at my leg. Jude has his hand placed on my thigh. It's taking up basically my entire upper leg. He gives it a squeeze and I look up. I realize the light has gone green. I press on the gas and start driving again. Okay, Y/N. Shake it off.

Jude's POV:

What is this girl thinking about? She's been so out of it today. She doesn't seem upset, so what is it? Maybe she is upset. Maybe I did do something? No, but she looks happy. What is behind those eyes? Maybe I should break the ice a little. I connect my phone to the aux and navigate toward the 'my music' tab on the car screen. I bought Y/N a Mercedes AMG GT 2018 (a beautiful fucking car btw) for her 19th birthday last year. She's been denying it as a present and tried to convince me to sell it, but when she realized I wasn't going to, she started driving it. I put on some Kendrick (county building blues) and we both start singing along.

Y/N's POV:

Jude and I have been screaming our hearts out to 'Call Me Maybe' for the past 3 minutes. "So, call me mAybe." Jude sings, his voice cracking on the last word. I'm laughing at him hysterically. I'm struggling to keep my eyes on the road. I press the break suddenly, almost passing a red light. He laughs even harder. "We could've died, Jude!" I tell him, lightly smacking his chest. He dramatically looks around to see an empty street. He raises his eyebrow at me and leans in to kiss the put off my lips.

BEEP! BEEP!

Fuck. Jude and I break our kiss and press on the gas abruptly, jolting back into my seat at the sudden jerk. Jude is smirking in his seat. I peek at him from the side of my eye. He looks so sexy right now. I want him so bad. Okay, Y/N. Focus. You're almost home. Just a little bit longer.

(Smut)

"Mhh, fuck. Jude..." I moan as he kisses my neck. He has me pinned against a wall and is bent down, kissing me. My hands are stretched up, around his neck. "Let me take you to bed, baby." He asks me. Without replying he knows my answer. He puts his hands under my bum and effortlessly lifts me up. I'm kissing on his neck as he walks me to the bedroom.

Jude places me down on the bed and hovers over me. "Please do something, baby." I tell him, pulling him in for a kiss. He pulls away from me and says, "Tell me what you want, sweetie." He goes back in for a kiss. "Please fuck me. I need you so bad, baby." I beg him. Jude gets off of me and sits on the bed He grabs my arm and pulls me on top of him.

I start by kissing his face and then move down his neck. My hands run through his hair and then slowly slide down to his nipples. My fingers lightly pinch and then stroke his nipples as I move down his chest. Jude lets out a little moan. He only lets me take control when he wants to try something new. I wonder what he's up to. As I kiss my way to his belly, I cup and massages his balls.

I unbutton Jude's pants, lowering his zipper to reveal his erect cock. I really forget how big he is sometimes. It hasn't been that long him and I have had sex, but he shocks me every time. I pull his boxers out of the way and take him into my mouth. I try to push myself to fully swallow his dick, but I can't. He's too big. I feel Jude put his hand on the back of my head and push me down. I'm gagging and spluttering around him. "C'mon, baby. You can take it." He mocks me, pushing me down further. I try to open up my throat and take him as deep as I can. He groans as his pelvic bone smushes my nose. I feel the sting in the corners of my eyes as tears start to run down my face. He feels himself get close and stops.

He takes him out of my mouth and he climbs on top of me. Jude quickly takes off the rest of my clothes and his shirt. He give himself a stroke and goes to put it in me. "Jude." I stop him by placing my hand on his lower stomach. "Can you get the lube?" I ask him. I am wet, but I don't think I can physically get wet enough for him not to hurt. He kisses me on the forehead and leans over to the side table. He pulls the drawer open, and grabs the lube out of it. He squeezes some straight onto my cunt. I wince at the cold feeling.

Jude sticks his fingers inside me. I moan into his shoulder. He's pumping two fingers into me at a continues speed to stretch me out. "Fuck, baby...I think I'm going to cum..." I tell him, biting his neck. "I know, baby. Cum around my fingers." He says to me. His face looks so focused on me. His fingers are filling me up so good. I let my orgasm taking over me. My legs start shaking as I grab at Jude's shoulders. I let out a string of curses as I cum around his finger.

Jude reaches over to the side table once again and squeezes some lube out onto his hand and rubs it onto his dick. "Ready?" He asks me, lining himself up with my cunt. I nod at him as he puts it in. I wince at the pain. He pushes all the way into me. I look down at my stomach and see him bulging through. He takes one of my hands and puts it on my lower stomach. "You feel that, baby? You feel me in your stomach?" He says through deep breaths. He fucks me for a good while before he decided to switch it up. He gets up and pulls me off the bed. He takes me to our walk in closet where we have a couch. He bends me over the couch. facing a mirror. My gaze is focused on his veiny hands. His hand covers my entire stomach. He trails it up my body and lands on my throat. He chokes me lightly as he slips back into me.

Jude fucks me into a oblivion. As he notices me getting comfortable he chokes me harder. I'm clenching around Jude's dick. "Fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good." I say. My voice is shaking because of how hard Jude is fucking me. "Taking this dick so well, love. You gonna cum for me?" He asks. "Mhh. Yes, baby. I'm going to cum." I say to him. My arm stretched behind me, rubbing his hair. Jude encourages me to cum for him. I cum around his dick for the second time tonight. I feel Jude fill me up with his warmth. He pulls out of me and gets up to grab something to clean me up with. I lay down on the couch. breathing heavily. I doze off before Jude can return.

Jude's POV:

I walk back into the wardrobe where Y/N is. I see her completely knocked out. I can't help but smile. I go over to her and lift her up, bridal style. I drop her lightly on her side of the bed and tuck her into the blanket after cleaning her up. She subconsciously rolls over on her side, facing me. I tuck her underneath my arm and hold her close. She looks so tiny and safe in my arms right now. I couldn't ask for a better girl.

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amitytaylor · 1 month

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I truly think the writing of MHA is superior. Full stop.

But why do i think so? Let’s get into a part of it. The bubbly atmosphere that hides the “ugly/evil/dark” and just how twisted this story truly is.

Let’s start with the doctor.

the fact that the doctor Garaki (a play on the name Shigaraki that was originally AFOs) says this

we see in Dabis flashbacks that they had MULTIPLE children they were grooming to be AFO heir.

Think about that again : the demon lord, a man who can live twice as long as another man (due to Garakis quirk) had this DOCTOR(who we know of as being a pediatrician bc of Izuku) KIDNAP CHILDREN AND HOLD THEM HOSTAGE TO CAPATALIZE ON THEIR TRAUMAS AND TURN THEM INTO A HOST BODY FOR AFO. They had a whole ass hide out where multiple children lived and were told to make it their own home. They didn’t even have names! CHILDREN!!!

That in an of itself, in reality in the modern world, is HORRIFIC! Imagine if today we learned that a pediatrician was kidnapping, grooming, and holding these children to make them “child soldiers” basically or an even better way to put it is toys for the powerful to do with as they please. WHAT THE FUCKING EVIL INCARNATE RIGHT?

NOW! think back to the two children that followed baby bakugo around and the wing quirk that was stolen. While simultaneously thinking about Kurogiri and the fact that Garaki was actually “hoping to get his hands on erasure” - so how did they get their hands on Kurogiri original body? Did they set up a situation where they knew one of the UA children who get hurt/killed and then waited to take advantage of the deceased?

I mean if we think about it, Giraki is quite literally ravaging these children’s bodies. VIOLATION ON EVERH LEVEL. and for what? for AFO? to get hands on quirks? for one person?

How far do you think they were willing to go to create the Nomu? If they are willing to use deceased children’s bodies who’s to say they hadn’t use live children’s bodies? ESPECIALLY BEFORE AFO WAS CAUGHT. WE SAW THEY USED LIVING ADULTS BEFORE?! is it that far of a stretch for them to try it on children? absolutely not.

MHA is dynamic. It’s about hope and friendship and love and family trauma and societal trauma and it’s also the most vile shit i’ve ever read. The way Bones studio portrays a bright blue sky is both irritating when not following the manga but also a HUGE FUCKING POINT! BECAUSE - we have all these amazing things we see, hero’s, quirks, friendship, family love, all the typical shonen stuff. That to me is the bright blue sky. WHILE COMPLETELY OVERRUNING THE FACT THAT ITS ALL BUILT ON BLOOD.

We know the big theme between Deku and Tenko is about the shit that’s pushed under the rug to make society livable for 75% of the population while 25% is left to suffer. (% is probably off). but if you really take a look at this theme and follow it along the path of the manga it’s TERRIFYING.

As a person who lives in the USA where our country is quite literally based in the suffering of the many for the luxury of the few it is CHILLING TO SAY THE LEAST.

NOT TO MENTION THAT AFO (if my theory he gave Tenko the quirk is correct) PREYED ON THE MOST VULNERABLE GROUP OF PEOPLE - THE QUIRKLESS AND CHILDREN

Izuku, Aoyama, and Tenko were all quirkless.

The writing makes it seem like it all just happened, but it didn’t. AFO meticulously planned every step out like he’s mentioned before but to AN UNNERVING ASS DEGREE BRO.

All For One needed a persons body who could still FEEL THINGS. BECAUSE HE CANT ANYMORE. or could ever? He has no real will of his own or real emotions or feelings. he is the true embodiment of “psychopath” (outdated term but helps to paint the picture)

I wouldn’t even think it’s a stretch to believe that AFO played a role in Kotaro abusing Tenko with what we just saw in the latest chapter. I mean they were like best friends? and it’s confirmed afo is the same person who dropped tenko off at home.

The sinister feeling of this manga as we continue to go forth is incredulous.

I didn’t even TOUCH ON the Dabi and AFO issue. I mean, how did he know Toya was on that peak? How did he know he would be there thst day? How did he know he would likely burn himself alive? How did he know about the abuse going on within the Todoroki family?

FUCK MY BRAIN THE CONNECTIONS ITS EVERYWHERE 😭

#mha #my hero acedamia #mha spoilers #bnha 418 #bnha #my brain will not shut up about mha #it’s actually painful i want to scream and cry and throw up

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onskepa · 5 months

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Syawn ch 5: skxom hunt pt 2

Syawn series

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“Tan Jala, make our clan proud. You will be against a strong warrior, but you are our very best. May Eywa guide you to the grand reward” the Olo’eyktan of the Tipani clan spoke.

Tan Jala, a mighty warrior and the best of the best in the proud Tipani clan. Atan has learned much from Tan Jala, which resulted in skilled athletic attributes.

The young prince sees the conversation happening but not really focusing on the words.

“My son, are you still deep in thought?” his mother asks as she places a hand on his shoulder. Atan nods, “yes. I promise I will tell you what it is but for now…”, “I understand. There are many things in our lives we can't seem to figure out. But, don't rush it. Take your time, let Eywa assist you in ways that I cannot. Know my son, your father and I love you. Any doubts, or questions, please dont be afraid to seek help”.

“Yes mother, I promise” atan replies, a hopefully smile grows on his young face.

“It's time to go” atan hears his father say, and all follow.

“You got this, let this be the final hunt to settle everything once and for all. Don't let anything distract you '' Jake tells neteyam. As to motivate and encourage his son.

Neteyam nods, firm and sharp. Highly focused.

“And don't do anything foolish. Remember your training, the sky is our territory, make use of the winds” Neytiri adds.

“And PLEASE for the love of Eywa, be careful. Even if things might not go the way you want, your safety is more important than the hunt” Syawn finished.

Neteyam hugs his parents and syawn, giving one last look at them, he makes his way towards Tan Jala who was waiting for him.

O’ame, being the loud spokesman again, does she speak for everyone to hear.

“Oh great, loud mouth O’ame will be presenting” Lu’lafyon says, which caused Syawn to smack him at the back of his head.

“Be nice, she likes to be heard,” Syawn mentions.

Lu’law was again holding the camera, capturing her dad and Tan Jala shaking hands firmly. “Oooooh there is heavy tension between them” she narrates.

Neteyam and Tan Jala hops on their ikrans and both roar out, ready to begin. The Tipani and the Oamtikaya roar out with them. As to show support for their fellow members.

The ikrans take flight, and both soar into the sky, arrows ready to strike.

Lu’law handed the camera over to Lu’tstunwi as she was currently occupied searching for the Tipani prince. Hard to look when there is many in similar clothing.

“Looking for someone?”

She turns to see lo’ak eyeing her a bit suspiciously. “Oh he better not…”.

“Just looking for a good reaction from the crowd uncle loki. Cant I do that?” Lu’law asks. They have a slight stare off before tsireya turns to see that. She makes a slight face, “ma’lo’ak stop. Leave your niece alone. Look, neteyam is in the lead”.

Lo’ak gives one last look at lu’law and focuses on the hunt.

The young girl sighs quietly and continues to search for Atan. Ever since their little hang out, she was tempted to see him again. Preparing to go directly to him after the round. And hopefully do more flights with him. As friends of course.

“AND THE WINNER IS NETEYAM SULLY OF THE OMATIKAYA!!” O’ame shouts in glee while raising neteyam’s hand high in the air. All of the omatikaya shouted his name, happy and proud he completed his hunt.

“THAT'S OUR DAD!!!” the triplets shouted as they aggressively shook each other.

Lu’law looks over and sees Tan Jala walking towards his clan, there the olo’eyktan console him while atan was beside him. The prince didn't look happy. Secretly she felt bad but, how can she go over there and say “hi, sorry my dad beat your best guy” or something like that.

“Lu’law! Come on! Let's take a picture!” she heard tuk shout for her. Taking one last look at atan, she heads over.

Night reached, and many have na’vi have settled for another night of resting. But for some, adventure just begun.

After having a nice dinner, Lu’law was quick to leave her family’s tent and in search of Atan. There is a long list of things she wants to talk about with him. He was like a breath of fresh air. Something new and interesting to her. And hopefully, they can continue to talk ever after the hunt.

“Ahahahaha!! So for the whole day you just scared them like that?” Atan asked while trying to calm himself after a fit of laughs.

“Hahaha! It was easy back then since we were little and our voices were identical. So fooling anyone was just utter fun for us” lu’law answers in glee as she recalls a fun memory from her childhood.

“Being a triplet has its merits and great ideas to fool people. I love my brothers very much, but sometimes it is nice to just, you know, have your own identity. Be someone you can be ya know?” she goes on.

Atan looks at her before looking down at his reflection from the waters. “Being someone that everyone recognizes is good. Yes. But sometimes it is also good to be someone that shares the same face as everyone else”.

“Oh…being the son of the olo’eyktan and tsahik does make you stand out” lu’law says while looking at Atan’s overall look. “But arent you special in a way?” Atan asks her. The girl humms at the thought. “Well, a tiny bit, yes. But our people treat me and my brothers the same as they treat everyone else. As equals.”

Atan’s eyes sparkle at the thought, “must be nice”. “Alright then, what is your life like” lu’law asks. Atan rubs his arms a bit and shits slightly from where he was sitting.

“Everywhere I go, people treat me like someone fragile. Someone that has to be protected, and given high expectations to meet. Like I am some miracle blessed upon them. Anything I do or say is often judged, Which results in me not having friends” Atan confesses.

“Oh…well then…can I be your friend?” Lu’law asks with a playful wink. Atan blushes and looks at her with soft eyes, “yes…I would like that”.

A gentle hum is heard in the main Tipani tent, where the tsahik is making more healing items. Letting the cool air tingle her smooth skin, she halts for a moment. The flaps of the tent open, and it welcomes an Atokirina. In its floating grace, the atokrina lands on Atan’s treasured bow. It stays there for a few seconds and off it flies into the night sky.

The tsahik looks at her son's bow, the little scene replaying in her mind. Processing and trying to understand what the message means. Collapsing her hands together in prayer, she speaks to her great mother.

“Ma’eywa, What plans you have for my son, I trust you with my heart. May his path be open for you”.

“And then you twist and go under the third string, and repeat the process”

Lu’law was teaching Atan a specific weaving pattern as means to hold liquids. He looks at her work in fascination. “The pattern is far different than what my clan weaves. Your clan are clever” he comments. Lu’law blushes slightly.

“Oh this pattern isn't from Omatikaya, it's from the Metkayina clan. Grandfather tonowari personally taught me” she happily states.

Atan blinks at that, “you mentioned a few clans now, how well involved are you with them?” he asks. Curiosity at its peak.

“Well, my family is really close to the Metkayina clan, my uncle loki permanently lives in Awa’atlu with my aunt tsireya. But often he comes to visit. Or during warmer times, we go visit them, especially when the tulkun returns. Oh! And the Tyrangi clan are just as close as the metkayina, of course because of their olo’eykte, Ikenyi. She is a great leader and would visit them from time to time. Or them visiting us. There is also the Olangi clan, but only on special occasions do our clans meet. But the Kekunan clan, we are really close with that clan through our love for our ikrans. They have a nice sense of humor” lu’law closes her explanation with a happy smile on her face.

“Wow…you are lucky. I never met other clans unless I came to this hunt. It must be nice to have connections with others' ' atan says while grabbing a stick and swirling it in the water.

Lu’law scooted much closer, their shoulders touching. “Well, start with me and my family. The Omatikaya. And who knows, we will see who is next”.

Atan felt warmth in his heart. Lu’law truly is someone unique. Despite knowing him for a short time, she is ready to open a new experience for him. And he will treasure that forever.

The following night, Atan was setting his things before leaving to see lu’law again. This time more excited, as it means to meet new people, she will start by introducing him to her brothers. Eager to get there faster, he shoves things in a rather messy way.

The tsahik notices his urgency, and gets closer to her son. “Ma’itan, what has gotten you to be in such a hurry?” she asks. “Sa’nok, I wanted to wait a bit but, guess what? I made a friend” Atan answers with such happiness and glee.

The tsahik gasps and hugs her son tightly, letting a bit of laughter escape her lips. “Oh ma’itan I am so happy! Your smile is more radiant than before. Is your friend a good person?”.

Atan nods fast, “oh more than good! She has shown me many new things I never knew before! Sa’nok, she treats me like any other na’vi, doesn't treat me anything special, just another person. And I have come to enjoy that. Forgetting who I am when I am around her” he confesses.

This brought tears to his mother, bringing him in for a hug she says, “atan my precious child. Words can't express what I am feeling. Your prayers to Eywa has finally been answered. I am glad”.

Atan blushes at his mothers and hugs her more. May Eywa grant him the true bliss of friendship.

“Ok you two, try not to make a fool out of me, our clan, or out of yourselves” Lu’law warns while pointing at her brothers. Lu’lafyon shrugs. “Come on sis, you know us. We won't do anything embarrassing in front of you” Lu’tstunwi says.

“Mhm” lu’law eyes her brothers in suspicious manner. “Whatever, don't overwhelm him. Oh, and try not to mention a lot of human technology, or anything in general”.

Lu’lafyon and lu’tstunwi looked at her in slight confusion, “why not?” they both ask in unison.

“He is from the Tipani clan” lu’law answers as a matter of fact way.

“Oooohh”

“Yeah. He already expressed his opinions on them. So try to limit it on it” she adds. “Sis, even though that clan has clearly expressed their disinterest with anything human related. How did your new friend accept you? Since, you know, got human blood in you, in all of us” Lu’lafyon asks.

“I think he was willing to push past that. At least what I suspect, but I won't push him on that” lu’law says.

The three walk further to the meeting spot lu’law and atan agreed. And speaking of which, he was there, ready.

“ATAN!!” lu’law shouts to get his attention. Atan turns around to see her and smiles happily, he makes his way towards the triplets. “Hope we didn't make you wait long” lu’law says as she greets her friend. Atan shakes his head, “not at all”.

“Good, well, Atan, these are my brothers, lu’lafyon and lu’tstunwi” lu’law introduces. The boys each greet the tipani prince. “Nice to finally meet you. Our sister here wouldn't shut up about you” lu’lafyon teases. This made lu’law blush, as well as atan.

“Shut up!” lu’law shouted. Lu’lafyon only stuck his tongue out to her.

As the siblings bicker, Atan took a good look at the three. And indeed they were three of a kind. Same eye shapes, eyebrows, identical blue stripes, 5 fingers and toes, down to their manners. All identical. Truly amazing, at least to atan.

“My love, have you seen the triplets?” Neteyam asks as he enters his tent. Syawn was in the middle of weaving when she stopped to look at him. “Yes, they left to meet a friend,” she answers.

This piqued the interest of neteyam. “A friend? Who?” he asks. Syawn just smiles, “a friend” she repeats. Neteyam sits behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Both snuggling in each other's warmth and comfort.

“They didn't tell me anything about a friend, '' Neteyam says with a slight pout on his lips. This expression made syawn giggles a bit. “They were in a hurry as they told me, they wanted to fly their ikrans with their friend”.

“And who is this friend? Someone we know?” neteyam asks more. “I am not sure, they didn't give me much details before running of” syawn says as she continues to weave. Neteyam hums at her words, frowning a bit. “They are being secretive then. I am not sure if I am alright with that”.

Syawn stopped her weaving to turn around and face her beloved mate. “Have you forgotten what we were like at their age? Sneaking around, keeping secrets, and doing our own thing?” She reminds her husband.

Feeling nostalgia, he pulls his mate closer. “Yes, how could I forget, but at that time we were-”. Neteyam stops himself, coming to a realization as his eyes widen and tail swaying. Syawn quickly catched on, “no! No no no no! No! They are not doing what you are thinking” she quickly said. But that didn't reassure neteyam. If anything, it only made him more suspicious. “Syan, it is like you said. What if they are repeating the same things we did? Have they found someone? My sons? My daughter? Who out there is even worthy to be near lu’law? What if-”

“Sssshhhh…” Syawn silences him with her finger on his lips. Her warm smile slowed his panic, “A friend, they are going to meet a friend. Nothing more, and nothing less” was all she said.

“Trust in our kids, especially lu’law”.

“Are you sure about this lu’law?” Atan asks, a bit unsure. Lu’law pats him on the shoulder, “positive” she answers.

They were near the mountains that hosted all of the ikrans.

“Ichi!”

“San!”

“Kenny!:

Three identical roars were heard. From the starlights, three ikrans flew towards them, each landing in front of the triplet. Atan stood in amazement. As if things couldn't be more amazing, the three ikrans were exactly the same. Same colors, same pattern, same everything.

The triplets were welcoming their ikrans, petting them and giving them kisses. “Interesting names your ikrans have. I never heard names like those before” Atan says. “Thanks, we got the names from watching godzilla-OW!” lu’lafyon shouts in pain as lu’tstunwi elbows him hard in the stomach.

“Ignore what he said, my brother can be very yappy at times” lu’law says. Atan nods at that and calls for his ikran, srew. And the four took flight, letting their ikrans dance together as they get to know srew, their new friend.

After some time, the four young na’vi departed as it was getting late. Atan returned with a wide smile that might as well be permanent. Being quiet while sneaking back inside, he lays in his hammock. The night was fun! The triplets were very kind and considerate of him. Especially lu’law.

Just thinking about her makes him blush. She has done much for him, it is only fair he returns the favor. Perhaps a gift? Yes, a gift will do wonderfully.

Atan drifts off to sleep, thinking what can be good to give his new friend.

“You three are late” neteyam says as soon as the triplets made it home. The three stood still, not expecting their dad to confront them. Syawn was behind neteyam, her face remaining neutral.

“How was your time with your new friend?”

Syawn’s face wasn't neutral anymore.

“Traitor” The triplets thought.

“Sorry dad, we were caught up in some games and other stuff that we lost track of time” Lu’law explains. “Oh really? And who is this friend by the way?” Neteyam pushes more. Syawn placed a hand on his shoulder. “Nete, we talked about this. Dont pressure her or any of our children” she says.

“If you have to know, my new friend is kind, respectful, fun, and very open minded in new things. Hell, lu’lafyon and lu’tstunwi where with me. They met my friend” lu’law explains, hoping it was enough to satisfy her dad.

The brothers nod in unison as to confirm.

Neteyam sighs, finally letting it go. “Alright, as long as they are not hurting you, or mistreating you, then I am fine with it”. This made lu’law smile and hug him.

“Yeah, he is super cool” lu’lafyon says.

“HE?!”

Oh shit.

“Sooooo….” Ti’ong trails.

“Soooo….” tuk add.

“So? I look ridiculous! I can't go anywhere with this thing on my head!” Lu’law yells in frustration. Behind her, she could hear the laugh and cackles of her brothers as they take her embarrassment to their amusement.

On top of her head was a taped camera stuck to an old military helmet onced used for avatars. “And what's worse, my dad is looking at everything! Fucking hell!” Lu’law curses out. A slight beep was heard from the camera. “Language lu’law” neteyam says.

This made her brothers laugh even harder, to the point they fall down on their backs while holding their stomachs. “Oh you think its funny huh?” Lu’law growls. Tuk got closer to examine it. “Well it seems he made sure it was stuck for good. I'm sure he had help from your grandpa” tuk says. This made lu’law groan in misery.

“What am I going to do? I am going to hang out with atan in an hour! I dont want him to see this junk on my head. Especially with dad seeing everything I do”.

“Was it really necessary neteyam?” syawn looks at her husband with some disappointment in her eyes. The man in question was smiling rather proudly as he fist bumped with lo’ak. “Yes, very, that way I will know what she is doing, where she is doing, and make sure that no man will-”

“Neteyam. I think you are overreacting, they are just friends” syawn states. “With all due respect syawn, this isn't overreacting. Lu’law is a young girl, while strong yes, but she is vulnerable” lo’ak says. Sighing, syawn sits in front of them. “Lu’law isn't a little girl anymore. She can stand her ground.Heck, the boy isn't even courting her. Just because lu’law has a male friend doesn't mean anything. Jake didn't stop kiri and spider being friends for a long time”.

“Yes but look where that led to” lo’ak answers quickly, with neteyam nodding. Syawn rolls her eyes and shakes her head.` `Nothing good comes out of it. I am sure of that!” lo’ak says. “You two are so stubborn” with that, she left them alone. Perhaps more evidence should prove them wrong.

Atan paced back and forth in a nervous frienzie. Srew shakes her head to see her rider acting like such a nerve wreck.

In his hands holds a gift he was to give to lu’law. In his mind, so many made up scenarios Each one more worse than the last.

“No no, she will like it. I know she will. Wait, but what if-”

“ATAN!”

His thoughts were cut by the sound of lu’laws voice. Seeing her in view made Atan feel better all of a sudden, His inner thoughts gone, and relief came over him. Holding the gift firmly in his hands, he walks over.

“Hey, what do you wanna do”

“I brought you something”

Both lu’law and atan spoke over each other. They chuckled at the funny moment. Lu’law gestured him to speak first.

Still feeling nervous, he handed the little package to lu’law, “I brought you something. As a thank you for last night”.

Lu’law gasped a bit, not expecting such a surprise. “Atan, you didnt have to give me anything. Just being with you is more than enough for me” she says. This made atan blush a deep purple.

“S-still, as a token of appreciation. For helping me meet other clan members, like your siblings” he says while trying to keep his cool. Lu’law giggles at that, “oh trust me, they were just the beginning. I plan for you to meet more”.

Atan’s ears and tail twitched at the idea.

“E-either way! Take it, I hope it is to your fitting” he says.

Lu’law rolls her eyes, “alright, if you insist. Thank you” she takes the gift in her hands. Unwrapping the carefully woven leaves, it revealed a marvelous bracelet. This made her gasp at its beauty.

The bracelet was woven in the Tipani style, colorful beads carefully embedded along with a light pink feather in the center under the beautiful beads. A style that she hasn't seen before. So she places it above her head, letting the sunlight shine among the beads, revealing their beautiful colors.

“Oh atan, it is beautiful! I promise I will forever treasure it and never take it off!” Lu’law declares as she puts the bracelet on her wrist. It fitted like a glove.

Atan was so happy! To see lu’law smile was truly a blessing. The curves of her lips when exposing her pretty white teeth was something. The view made his heart thump like never before.

“I am so glad, I was worried that you wouldn't like it,” he confessed. “Like it? Atan, I LOVE it!” lu’law replies with glee. Hearing his name come out of her voice was pleasuring. Atan wishes to hear more of it.

Lu’law grabs his hand and leads him somewhere, to start another journey together.

And for days it has been like that. Everyday lu’law and atan would meet in a specific area and go on an adventure. And every day, Atan would gift lu’law something new. Each gift more extravagant than the last.

And for days Atan’s feelings grow more clear and more strong. Too afraid to confess to lu’law, in fear that she will reject him. And so far, Atan hasnt told anyone about his feelings, not even his mother.

Until now that is.

Laying on his hammock, Atan gazes at the sunset, the orange and purple hues painting the sky.

His mother noticed his odd silence and walked over to him. “My son, will you go to meet your friend?” she asks softly. Atan turns to her and nods with a little blush. “Yes, in a bit but mother…there is something I have to ask” he says with hesitance in his voice. His mother scoots closer, all ears on him.

“How did you and father fall in love?” he asks.

Oh this turned more interesting.

Laying beside her son, and gaze at the sky, a smile crept up to the tsahiks lips. Fond memories play back in her mind.

“Where do I even begin?” she asks.

“From the beginning” Atan replies as if it was the most obvious thing. His mother giggled and pinched his nose. “Very well”

She takes a moment and begins to tell her story.

“Your father and I were arranged. We just passed our iknimaya and your grandmother saw potential in me. While I did strive to be a good healer, she saw beyond. And proceeded to train me. At an early point I met your father. He was a bit hesitant but never rejected me. And I didn't reject him. Skeptic yes, but I wanted to see where it would go” .

Atan’s ears peaked up, he had his full attention on her.

“It was a bit odd and strange for us to be together at communal dinners, and certain celebrations. However, not once did your father mistreat me. In fact, he respected me. If I wanted to hunt, or create my own weapons, he didn't stop me. If anything, he searched for the best materials for me. It was his way of showing he sees me as someone more than just a potential mate. He courted me, gave me unique yet simple gifts. We would even hunt together. And I of course began to show him the same level of effort as he did with me. I made sure his weapons were well maintained, made batches of healing materials should he come to me with wounds. And learned what he liked best in his meals. Love didn't happen overnight, my child. Love takes time to grow, develop, and explore. And love is something to be nourished and tended to. The love your father and I have is blissful. And I can't imagine a life without him”.

Atan looked at her with great amazement. Yes, their love story isn't unique or one of a kind, but it was honest and pure.

“What made you so curious ma’atan?” the mother asks.

Atan looks down, afraid to tell the reason. But it didn't take long for the tsahik to figure it out.

“My son, do you perhaps have feelings for someone?” hope hinted in her voice.

“W-well…I am still trying to figure that out myself. You see….she is kind, sweet and very caring. Very open to express how she feels and isn't afraid to try anything new. And she shows me so many things. Taught me methods and learn new ways to go around in the forest, and fields. I have seen things that isn't seen often in our forests. And I like that. I like how she introduces me to new idealis, concepts, and skills. *sighs* and everytime I am with her, my heart beats faster, my words tangle, and my mind can't be focused. And I think I-”

“Might be in love?” his mother finished.

Atan nods shyly, “yes…I really really like her mother”.

The tsahik hugged her son and squeals in happiness. “Oh my son! My heart skips in joy! Oh we should should tell your father!”.

“No! Not yet at least, I want to confess to her first, before anything is set…I will try to confess and if she accepts me, I wish to court her” Atan says with determination. His mother blinks at this news.

“Ma’atan, are you certain?” she asks.

And atan nods, more confident.

“Very well, tell me. Who is the one who captured my son's heart?”

Lu’law was humming in glee as she helps her mother and Tsireya prepare dinner. The two women noticed her high spirits and smiling constantly. For days Lu’law was in a good mood constantly. Wasn't talking in a loud voice often, being more calm and docile. She didn't even try to hide it as everyone knew the obvious change. Especially her brothers who knew the reason behind it.

Tsireya and Syawn shared a look and turned to Lu’law. “You certainly have been very joyfull these past few days, my child. Any particular reason?” Syawn asks in a teasing manner. The sudden question made Lu’law become silent for a moment, a blush creeping to her cheeks.

“Nothing special. I just enjoy being here, much like everyone else. Nothing wrong with just being happy” Lu’law says, albeit a bit defensively. Trying to be calm as she chops pieces of meat.

“Are you sure it's not because of a certain Tipani na’vi~?” Syawn asks.

Lu’law almost chopped off her finger.

Tisreya giggles but surprised, “a Tipani? My, they are a very reserved clan” she comments. “Not all of them! There are a few exceptions…” Lu’law defends while rubbing her arm. The two women smiled at her little manners. Oh they know the behavior very well.

The women stopped what they were doing and huddled closer to Lu’law. “Sweet one, it is ok to be honest. Especially with your feelings. Hiding your feelings will get you nowhere. Believe me”.

Lu’law pondered at her mothers words and hummed a bit in thought. Tsireya pushed a bit of lu’law hair back, tucking it behind her ear, “can we at least know the reason behind your bright smiles?” she asks.

Taking a deep breath, Lu’law mentally prepares herself, “it is my friend. And yes, he is from the Tipani clan. You see, ever since I met him, things have been fun. More fun than usual. He is a bit shy, and hesitant but he is a good person. When I am with him, life is more calm, still adventurous yet the pace is slow in a good way. When I show him things, he responds with his gratitude. I don't ask for anything yet he insists. That is something I have come to admire. I give him something, and he returns the gesture. He is just…..kind. And every time I am with him, my brain turns into tv static, my heart jumps, and my focus isn't focusing”.

Syawn and Tsireya listened very closely as they shared a look. They knew very well where this could lead to.

“Little one, it seems as though…you are growing feelings for this Tipani boy” Tsireya says with a hopeful smile. Lu’law blinks rapidly, processing her words. “What? No, no that can't be right” Lu’law says, a bit in denial.

Syawn pulls her daughter into her arms and gently rocks her back and forth. “Ma’Lu’law, it is ok. It may be confusing, a bit scary even. But having feelings for someone you are close to is alright as well. Normal”.

“But I have only known him for almost a full week now” Lu’law says. Tsireya then adds, “even if it is for a short time of getting to know them. It is normal. Our emotions can be unpredictable at times but if it is something that our hearts desire, feelings will grow for that special someone”.

Lu’law slowly nods, taking her mother and aunts words.

“I think I get it now”

“Wonderful! Um, if it is alright, who is this friend of yours?” Tsireya asks gently.

“His name is atan, the Tipani prince”

“Oh shit-”

The following day, Atan was once again preparing some items when his father walked up to him, “Atan” he calls with his stern voice.

The boy quickly turned to face his father, all his attention now turned to the olo’eyktan. The man in question looked up and down at his son, taking in every detail of his son. “These past few days you have been absent after the trials. Where do you go that is more important than attending to your clan duties?” he asks.

This was something Atan was afraid to confront with his father. To explain the reasons behind his constant absence.

“Father, any service I offer is of no use as many have no need for it. I would be wasting my time doing nothing when I could be doing something else more useful” He claims.

The olo��eyktan then asks, “and what is more important than being with your own clan?”

“Do I tell him?” Atan thinks to himself.

The leader frowned even more as he continues, “You have done nothing in my eyes, have you done any training since we arrived? I think not, you wander around like some arrow deer. I brought you here to-”

“I made a friend” Atan blurted out.

There was a moment of silence, a moment that felt longer.

“What was that?” The olo’eyktan asks, his voice calm but not pleased.

“I m-made a friend, we have been friends for a good while. She is kind and good to me, and I have learned so much-”

“A friend? My son, how many times must I tell you? Any and all young na’vi will only use you to gain recognition and have any form of status. Which is why I appoint who is worthy to even be by your side” Atan’s father says, dissuading what atan said.

The young prince shook his head, “no father, my friend, she is kind. She has shown me things that I could never see again in a lifetime, we rode our ikrans together, introduced me to different clans and their people. I learned more from her than I will back home” Atan states.

His father hums quietly, from being dismissal to now being interested he asks, “and who is this friend you praise so much?”.

There was a moment of silence before Atan reveals the name.

“Her name is Lu’law Sully, the famous triplet of the Omatikaya…and is the grand daughter of Toruk Makto”

This time, Lu’law was waiting for atan at the agreed area. Her tail sways in a playful manner, playing with her hands as her heart makes leaps. After talking with her mother and aunt, lu’law has come to the conclusion of her true feelings for atan. She has fallen for the Tipani prince. And did she fall hard after the realization.

There were many things running in her mind at once.

Will she tell atan? If so, how? Now? Later? Never?

So many scenarios play in her mind like quick flashes of every possibility. Yet none seem more plausible.

She can only hope, and pray to Eywa that everything can go smoothly. That whatever happens, it happens well.

And massive support from her brothers of course.

“Lu’law!”

Never had she turned her head around so quick before. Her eyes meet Atan’s lovely amber eyes. They share a smile as he gets closer.

“Lu’law, I have something for you” Atan says with happiness and love in his voice. Holding a wrapped package. Lu’law playfully rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless.

“How many times do I have to tell you, Atan? You don't have to give me anything, just being with you is enough” Lu’law tries to reason with her dear friend. But if anything, it only made atan fall deeper for her.

“I know but I can't help it. This one however, I really want you to have it” Atan says, he can't help but let out an awkward smile. The nerves getting to him.

Lu’law couldn't help but smile at him, inwardly sighing as she accepts the gift. She noticed Atan’s tail was swaying in a specific manner. Like he is anticipating her reaction. Raising an eyebrow she starts to open her gift.

And upon reveal was a beautiful necklace, the colors chosen were of reds, oranges and yellows. All woven in the Tipani style. Each colored bead made a perfect blend of the three colors. With hints of dark green in the fiber, it was quite well detailed. More extravagant than all of the other gifts.

“Oh Atan…this…this is beyond what you usually give me. This is more, far more detailed and more complex” Lu’law lists as she takes in everything.

“But do you like it…?” Atan asked, his nerves going crazy.

“Atan, you know I always love your gifts. Even this one, let me put it one” Lu’law says as she carefully puts on the necklace. A light hearted giggle escapes her lips and she does a twirl.

“How do I look? Does it suit me?” Lu’law asks in a playful manner while doing a small pose to display her new gift.

Atan could die happy, to see lu’law wearing something of his clan makes his heart thump in joy. This is different from all the gifts he made for her. This one was different. This gift was the start of courting her, officially.

Lu’lafyon and Lu’Tstunwi were assisting their mother in gathering some herbs to ground for spices near a lake. There was a calm silence between the three as they work together until Lu’lafyon decided to open his mouth.

“Sa’nok do you think lu’law would find a mate here?”

Syawn almost fell into the water had not Lu’Tstunwi catches her on time.

“Bro!” he calls out, slightly annoyed. Lu’Lafyon shrugged, still waiting for an answer,

“A mate? Here? Well we are already half way through the Skxom hunt, I don't think there is enough time to get to know someone enough to proceed courting. Why would you ask that?” Syawn says with a concerning curiosity.

Lu’Lafyon looks past behind her to see Lu’Tstunwi giving him gestures to not say anything, Looking back at his mother with some slight hesitant in his voice.

“No reason, just wondering,” He replies.

Syawn huffs out a relief and continues doing her task.

“Lu’law finding a mate here. It would be quite a shock, especially with your father. He would lose his mind”.

“I am about to lose my mind with this!” Neteyam says in a frustrating way. He, lo’ak and jake were carefully making their way through a small field of cloud spitters. Jake chuckles in amusement, “I am surprised it's not lo’ak losing patience”.

“I find it a bit relaxing honestly” Lo’ak responds.

“Too bad there isn't a shortcut, but we are almost there '' Jake tells his sons as he views the Omatikaya section.

“Better be worth it, gathering those sunflowers” Neteyam states as he carries his own weight of the sunflowers.

“Trust me, this will give the pali’s great source of nutrients and energy. At least that is what Nefika told me” Jake says.

Finally making it, they can see syawn with her sons, making neteyam smile for a moment.

“Lu’law isn't anywhere near here” he says to his brother and father. The due take a long look at their section, and true, lu’law wasn't at the omatikaya section. Slowly they make their way to their main tent as they still keep an eye out for the sister triplet.

“Perhaps she is recording other areas' ' Jake suggests. Lo’ak had a different thought, “Maybe she is off to meet some scrawny skxawng and sneak around”. Jake was quick to hit him in the back of the head.

“Shut it boy, don't talk about that kind of stuff” Jake warned him. He looked to see neteyam who was standing frozen still. Way too still for anyone's liking.

“I was joking!!” Lo’ak was quick to claim as he walked up to neteyam.

Neteyam himself was in his own mind. So many thoughts running through his mind.

What is lu’law doing after leaving breakfast? What makes her spend so many hours alone? Who is she with? Is she safe? Who is constantly getting her attention? Who could be more important than her family? Is lu’law being deceived? He wouldn't hesitate to-

“Neteyam”

Neteyam’s train of thoughts were broken when he heard his father’s voice. Looking towards Jake, he can read certain expressions.

“Your daughter is fine. Remember what norm asked her to do? Record everything. And most likely that is what lu’law is doing. Recording everything there is of the hunt. It is only natural she goes out and perhaps talk to other clans. She always comes back either way”

Jake's words comforted neteyam. Yes, he forgot about the camera.

But for better measure, asking where lu’law is going everyday wouldn't hurt.

“Cant you stay a little longer? You were getting better” Atan whines a bit, almost begging lu’law to stay with him. The girl can't help but smile at his small antic.

“I wish I could, but the longer I stay, the more worried my family will be. And it's only so long can my siblings keep my parents distracted '' She answers. Lu’law grabs atan’s hands and intertwined her fingers with his. She looks up at his eyes, golden eyes staring at each one’s soul. Bright and glimmering.

“Your family, I am interested in meeting the rest of them. I have met your brothers, but I am curious to meet your parents and your uncle Loki, '' Atan says as a small chuckle escapes his lip. Lu’law however, she chucked but more in a nervous manner.

“My mother might welcome you. But my father, uummmm not so much. If anything, he might try to scare you” Lu’law explains. Worst neteyam could do is skin atan alive. And that is something she doesn't want.

But for atan, he sees it as a welcoming challenge. His father did say it is the fathers that are the the forefront of the families and not every father out there is more than willing to accept a potential mate for their daughter.

“Then how would you suggest I approach him?” Atan asks, if he wants to make peace with lu’laws father, anything is open for suggestions.

Tapping her chin, lu’law hums a bit. “Well…that is a bit hard to say. I dont want you to fake anything, he can sense it. Oh! Approach my mother first, if she accepts you then my father would tolerate you more”.

Seems easy enough.

“But we have to pick the right moment. My father and uncle already suspect my absence” Lu’law warns.

“Then how about tomorrow during communal dinner? Would that be enough time?” Atan asks, the sooner the better. There is only so many days left before the hunt is over. And it seems it satisfied lu’law.

“Alright, tomorrow at omatikaya grounds” Lu’law says. With their final goodbyes, each left to their own grounds. Already looking forward to tomorrow.

Atan made it back safely to his grounds, where he greets his mother and father. The tsahik welcomes him in a warm hug and quickly serves him a warm meal that was recently cooked. Thanking his mother, he takes a bite. The flavors dance on his tongue, increasing his good mood.

Yes, all will be good in the end.

“Did you give it to her?” his father asks, a bit too eager. Matching the same level of eagerness, atan nodes. “Yes, and she accepted it. Tomorrow, I will meet her family” he announced.

Ths tsahik squeals in joy, hugging atan again. “I knew it! Eywa has truly found the one for you my son. Time is now your only enemy. They will accept you. And we already accept her”. Taking a bit more food, Atan leaves to prepare for tomorrow. Leaving the olo’eyktan and tsahik alone to talk once more.

“Are you sure this is the right way to approach?” the tsahik asks, a bit concerned. Her mate nods confidently. “Yes, with the omatikaya as his mate, it will tie the tipani with that clan. With their skills and knowledge, we will be stronger than we have ever been”

Lu’law opens the flap of the tent to see everyone sitting down just in time for dinner. The smell of the good was very enticing, making her more hungry. Making her way, she sits between her brothers as her parents begin to fill the bowls.

“How was your day my sweet? Had another adventure?” Syawn asks while smiling adoringly. Lu’law couldn't help but blush a bit. Accepting the bowl full of yummy stew, she begins to eat.

“That necklace is new, did you make it lu’law?” Neteyam asks, cutting to the chase. Syawn hissed at him lowly, but it was evident neteyam had something on his mind.

“Yes, but I didn't make it. A friend did” Lu’law responds a bit cautiously. Glancing at her brothers who share a worried look. She forgot to take it off before going in.

“May we see it?” Syawn asks gently, stretching out her hand. Gulping down her nervousness, but cant fight down the tension rising. Untying the necklace, she hands it to her mother who accepts it gracefully.

Neteyam leans closer to his wife as they both inspect the necklace in great detail. “My my, this pattern of weaving is very fancy looking. Certainly not omatikaya or metkayina…no…” Syawn does her best to guess. Neteyam recognizes the pattern all too well.

“It is from the Tipani clan” it was a matter of fact statement.

Both parents turned to look at lu’law. '`Who gave this to you lu’law?’ Neteyam asks in a stern voice, his anger slowly growing.

Oh how lu’law wanted to hide behind her brothers, To hide and forget all of this. But even lu’lafyon and lu’tstunwi are helpless in this situation. Any wrong move and they will be in trouble.

“Ummmm….w-well…..” she tries to say.

“Sweetie, please tell us. This necklace…my sweet girl do you know what this means? What this necklace signifies?” Syawn pleads to her daughter. Hoping that she has a slight clue.

“No…?”

Neteyam slams the necklace down, unable to control this boiling anger. “For Eywa’s sake-IT IS A COURTING GIFT!”

Silence was there is in the tent. No eyes blinking, no movement, only silence.

Lu’law was slowly processing what her father said, “courting? No no, it was just a gift of appreciation. He would have told me”. She shakes her head, trying to reason her father and also herself. This isn't right. This wasn't how she wanted it to go. What has she accepted? What did atan do exactly?

“I will ask you one more time lu’law sully, who is the na’vi that gifted you this courting necklace?” Neteyam asks, eyes burning in amber. Heat flowing in his body, and it is not from the cooking fire.

“Sis…it is best you tell him. They all have to know at some point” Lu’tstunwi pleads with his sister. So, taking a deep breath, she answers.

“Atan Afyawusìntxu, son of the Olo’eyktan and Tsahik, prince of the Tipani clan”

Syawn can only place her face between her hands.

“Here we go again”

Far from camping grounds, on the holy grounds where the hidden Sarentu tree of souls resides, Nefika was there, feeling the energies around her.

As she was connected to the tree with her queue, she senses a form of disturbance. Looking up at the tree with adoration and love, she smiles.

“It seems there is storm to come before paradise grows”

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Y/n leaning her back into maedhros chest while sitting underneath the tree and enjoying the sun set into the west. The crows flew circling on the sky, the hills is quiet only trees and grass moving by the winds, everything stopped at the moment like they waiting for something.

Its their little secret meeting since today is the last day before the great war began. Y/n stop leaning into maedhros and turned her body facing to him, she took a breath and break the silent.

"The war will start tommorow, everything already prepared, and soon or later both of us will be apart by our duty," y/n uttered with a lump on her throat.

She reached into her pocket and took out a golden necklace, she gave it to him by put in on his empty palm. The necklace itself has a locket with carved violet and inside of it has a picture made from colorful glass depicting him and y/n on both sides.

"I had a dream, where the Hithlum is falling onto morringoto hands and everything went downhill so fast,"

She takes a breath before she continued her words.

"I saw another dread, pain, grief and guilt yet it never ended like a long winter. i try to help it even to fix it but i cant, i remember when i was awake from the dream i am terrified and feeling helpless like a little bird."

y/n looked into his eyes as cupped his cheek while she give him a soft smile with a sadness hides behind it.

"Incase we never meet again or fate give up on both of us. I hope you could still remember my face and the devoted love I gave to you my lord," y/n muttered and kissed him

"May you survived the war and come back safely."

Refusing to meet your eye, he continued to gaze into the setting sun, enjoying the tranquillity bestowed upon them in their shared moment. With a shaky breath, he uttered his promise with hope—rather directed towards himself than you—to soothe your fear. “I shall fight to return to your side.”

#♡{sweet.hugs} ~ {maedhros}#maedhros imagine #maedhros x you #maedhros fluff #maedhros x y/n #maedhros #nelyafinwë #nelyafinwe #maitimo #nelyafinwe maitimo #house of feanor #feanorians #silm imagines #middle earth imagine

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confused-wanderer · 11 months

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This Soap x Ghost ideas been floating in my head too long to wait for it to be drawn/written.

you must pay for your sins

A shot rings out, and the searing pain of metal entering flesh jolts Ghost awake.

His fingers have all but torn through the fabric of the bed, and he forces himself to let out a shuddering breathe.

Ghost desperately wished to dream. To sleep.

But his brain was wired to keep him on edge..so every shadow became an enemy, and every feeling of safety was met with the wave of terror asking him what he was doing wrong.

The hour hand of the clock hadn’t even moved since he closed his eyes, but no way in hell was he going to do that again. No- he needed to move.

Stop fucking pounding, he told his heart.

It flipped him the middle finger and beat faster

The damn thing never listened to him anyway.

Sighing, he got up and donned a mask Konig had gifted him. It was airy and soft, leaving his hair and eyes exposed to the world.

His plan was to move around the base till he wore himself out, or daylight broke. Whichever one came first. But as he looked outside, his breath hitched in his chest as he saw the familiar outline of a Mohawk figure lying still on the ground.

“Johnny?”

He was outside before he knew it, feeling his feet hit the ground before kneeling down and feeling for a pulse.

Please don’t be dead please don’t be dead

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING GHOST!”

A firm grip closed around the lieutenants wrist, and he glared daggers at the Scot.

“What the fuck am I doing?? Why are you lying out on the ground like a fucking dead man at 1 in the morning you bloody knobhead??”

He saw realisation of his idiotic decision dawn in Soap’s eyes, before he muttered something in Scottish and settled back down.

“ It’sa full moon L.T.! since electricity’s low the stars are breathtaking. Look for yerself why don’t ya?”

Ghost had every intention to bury Soap where he stood, but Johnnys eager eyes soon won him over and he took a sharp breath.

The stars were brilliant, floating in a beautiful blend of blue, purple and black.

“-is the Orion. That’s Pisces, and o’er there to yah right is Ursa Major.”

Ghosts eyes followed Johnnys hand, watching the fingers point to different twinkling lights that streaked across the horizon.

“Ah ye cant see them from there sir! Here, join me.”

Ah.. what the hell.

He positioned himself right beside the man, slowly letting his head fall back before jolting upright again.

“Alright sir?”

“Yeah.. just.. the grass keeps pricking me.”

There’s a rustling movement near him, before the silence is broken.

“Try again now lad.”

He gives up looking for what Johnny might’ve placed in the dark, and lowers his head.

The contact of warmth and soft skin makes him freeze. He can hear the Scot’s steady pulse through the arm cushioning him and looks up at the sky.

“Comfy?”

A stiff nod gets the picture across, and Johnny continues explaining the different stars. Their purpose in the universe, and their stories.

It’s all rather fascinating, Ghost admits. But as time moves on, he finds himself struggling to keep his eyes open. It doesn’t take long after for him to surrender, nodding from time to time so Johnny knows he’s listening.

Soaps voice was grounding. It was bliss to simply listen to him, enjoy the warmth and security of their bodies touching and doesn’t even notice when he slips under.

“- and that’s why it’s my favourite. What bout you Ghost?”

Receiving no response, Soap glances to his right, trying to search in the darkness for his lieutenants face.

The moon breaks out of the clouds, with light seeping into the grass they’re lying in, and as it falls on Ghost ,Johnnys breath hitches in his chest.

Somewhere along the lines, Ghost had fallen alseep. They were so close Johnny could see that Ghost was still facing him, as if he had fallen asleep watching him. His eyes were closed, accompanied by the steady rise and fall of his chest.

He looked so comfortable, so at peace that Johnny found himself smiling at the predicament he now found himself in.

A warm feeling started blossoming in the Scots chest, with butterflies stirring in his stomach of the fact that Ghost trusted him enough to be vulnerable. Trusted him to protect him when he was sleeping.

“Just as stubborn as their owner” Johnny muttered, using the hand that was cushioning Ghost’s head to gently brush the rogue strands falling over the man’s face.

The stars had long faded, but Johnny didn’t mind.

He was watching a view they didn’t dare compare to.

#ghost x soap #soapghost #Simon ghost riley #Johnny soap mactavish #ghost soap #simon riley x john mactavish #Simon x Johnny fluff #ghost x soap fluff #ghost soap headcanons

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komh thots

sir lewis carl davidson hamilton would officiate the union of his dear little sister and his co worker

they announce they're engaged and lewis is signing up to be an ordained minister, they cant stop him

in a similar vein, gina is making herself maid of honor and seb is making himself best man

one of my og thots was estie being best man but then i remembered the 5'9" 4x wdc german man and how he is one of mick's closest friends

i can see george william russell worming his way into being in the wedding party as a groomsman and him dragging carmen into the wedding party as well

and then we can have roscoe as ring bearer and angie as flower girl

WAIT LAURA MAGNUSSEN AS FLOWER GIRL ALONGSIDE ANGIE AND JACK WOLFF AS A FELLOW RING BEARER ALONGSIDE ROSCOE

half of the wedding party invited themselves in, but mickyn wouldnt have it any other way

because these are the people they love and they are happy that they are so adament on being part of their special day

☕

OMG OMG LARA JACK ROSCOE AND ANGIE 😭😭😭😭 the quartet we stan!

Lewis would def sign to be the official

Seb to best man, totally!!! Especially because he 1) helped lewis get the license to officiate the wedding and 2) helped mick with the proposal. He’s mick’s and lewis’ bestie and they def hang out whenever they can.

I have to add that I think mickyn would get married in secret though 👀 like, a small trip with just direct family, their parents, and siblings. It would be a small ceremony, maybe they rented a private beach because Yn always wanted to get married at the beach but she also wanted to do the whole church thing and you know how mick would do anything for her right? So he rented a portion of a beach Yn always talked about, and they spent a week there. It’s small, and intimate, everything party-related was either handmade by them or brought from locals. her dress was handmade by locals artisans too (corinna got everything ready and just surprised yn with it) and baby blue, it matched mick’s eyes and the water and sky behind them in the pictures. their families would spend a day after the ceremony and then fly back home leaving the two to enjoy a small honeymoon. once they get back home everyone is a bit sus because the whole hamilton and schumacher family went mia for a week, and then mick and yn show up all giddy (more than ever), and it's not hard to find, but only because they decide to tell their friends, and set an official date for the big party. It will take six months or so, they’ll get married in a church, following the rites, yn wearing a white dress, mick a tux, seb best man, jack, and laura bearing the rings, roscoe and angie with the flowers, charles will play the piano, he’ll probably gift them with a special composition, danny will have his camera around his neck all smiley and wavey registering some moments, and lando will play dj at the party. It will be HUGE as you can imagine, the whole grid, and people that work with them on a regular basis, even rihanna and asap rocky attended bc reader loves them and of course they wouldnt pass an invitation from the hamiltons (now a schumacher-hamilton)

I guess I got carried away 🤭 but yeah now you got me thinking about mickyn wedding and I- 😩😵‍💫🥹

#komh #hamilton!reader #millies inbox #☕️ anon #ms47 #thots #mick schumacher #f1 x reader

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adriennebarnes · 1 year

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The Other Woman

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Xavier has been acting suspicious and Y/N thinks the worst

Warning: this is an AU fanfic where Nevermore Academy is more like Sky High, so not a boarding school but still a school for outcasts, Xavier and Y/N have been dating since they were 14 so for 2 years, Jericho normies are NOT assholes, and it takes place during the holidays, it starts December 16th. I’m also going to try to make this gender neutral for a change, comment if you want more gender neutral Hispanic reader. Y/N has a bond with Xavier like Rose’s bond with Lissa, sometimes Y/N sees what Xavier sees and feels what he feels, Y/N can’t control it.

Masterlist

December 16th, last day of fall semester

The Nevermore Academy school bus dropped Y/N and Xavier off at their bus stop.

“It’s finally winter break! I’m so excited for Christmas, are you going to Nochebuena with my family and then spend Christmas Day with your family like last year or do you have different plans?” Y/N asked. As a Hispanic, they celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve and open presents at midnight. Xavier was aware of how his lover celebrated Christmas since he usually spends Christmas Eve with Y/N’s family.

“I actually can’t spend Christmas Eve with you this year, I’m sorry, baby.” Xavier said, kissing Y/N’s forehead.

“Um, it’s alright, flaquito, will you be free tomorrow? I really wanted to go to the winger carnival.” Y/N asked him, hugging him.

“I think I’m going to be busy all week with Christmas preparations and everything, I’m sorry. But we can hang after Christmas, okay? I love you.” Xavier said, kissing Y/N.

“Okay, I love you too.” Y/N said and they both walked to their respective houses. Y/N was taking off their jacket when they suddenly felt a pull and is now seeing Ajax on a computer screen. Xavier must be video chatting with Ajax.

“Did you get to see her?” Ajax asked Xavier. Her? Which her is Ajax talking about?

“I didn’t get to see her yet, the bus just dropped Y/N and I off. I’ll probably see her later today. She’s very cute.” Xavier told Ajax. Who’s cute? Who the fuck are they talking about?

“I’ve seen the pictures you sent me, I love the sweater you bought her.” Ajax said and that’s when Y/N was pulled out of Xavier’s head.

Xavier bought a sweater for some girl? Maybe Y/N was getting it wrong, “Maybe it was his cousin or niece…he’s not Hispanic, he doesn’t have extended family like that, oh my gosh, is he cheating on me?” Y/N thought to themselves. Y/N started pacing around their room, this can’t be happening. You know what, it might be a misunderstanding, don’t jump to conclusions, it’s probably nothing.

December 17th

“Amor, out on your shoes, we’re going out!” Y/N heard their mom yell.

“Okay, ya voy!” Y/N yelled back, they put on their winter shoes and coat to get ready.

“I have to buy some things to make flan and polvorones, you’re coming with me, you can buy whatever snack you want.” Y/N’s mom said,

“Cool.” Y/N replied, they got into the family car and when they were driving, Y/N saw Xavier hug some girl and that girl let Xavier inside her house. Y/N was internally screaming already. They breathed in and out and decided to call Xavier.

“Hello?” Xavier answered.

“Hey, Xavi, my mom is going to bake cookies today, you want to come over and help us?” Y/N asked innocently.

“I cant, darling, I’m at Ajax’s house.” Xavier said. LIAR!! Y/N screamed in their head.

“That’s okay, I’ll call you later, I love you.” Y/N said,

“I love you too, bye.” Xavier replied and hung up.

“Mi vida, qué pasa? Te noto estresado (honey, what’s going on? You look stressed.)” Y/N’s mom asked.

“Creo que Xavier me está poniendo el cuerno, lo vi hablando con Ajax, diciendo que ella se veía muy linda, y luego lo vi hace unos minutos con una chica abrazándose. No sé qué pensar, mami. (I think Xavier is cheating on me, I saw him talking to Ajax, saying she’s really cute, and then I saw him hugging some girl. I don’t know what to think).” Y/N ranted.

“Xavier is a good guy, I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation. Now let’s get out of the car and do some grocery shopping we can even get ice cream.” Y/N’s mom said. Y/N smiled, their mom knowing exactly what to say. They bought everything they wanted and needed and then got back into the car. On the drive back, Y/N didn’t think about Xavier until they were pulled in his head again.

“See you Christmas Eve.” Xavier told the girl.

“Yeah of course, I’m surprised your SO didn’t make a big deal about you not spending Christmas Eve with them.” The normie girl commented.

“I made something up, Y/N doesn’t need to know, at least not now.” Xavier said and Y/N once again is pushed out of his head. Y/N was getting even more worried, stupid one-way bond.

December 18th

Y/N was video chatting with Enid and Wednesday

“Y/N i Don’t think Xavier is cheating on you, the boy loves you.” Enid said.

“He would be stupid to cheat on you after I threatened him with shaving his head.” Wednesday commented.

“Yeah well I’ve been in Xavier’s head twice and both times gave me very sketchy and suspicious images. Him telling Ajax that some girl was cute and then telling said girl that I don’t need to know now. Like how can you explain that?” Y/N said exasperated.

“That’s it, Wednesday and I are coming over and we’re having a sleepover, we need to take your mind off this Xavier thing. I also don’t understand how you can see inside Xavier’s head, aren’t you a seer? How can you be in his head?” Enid asked Y/N.

“How the hell am I supposed to know? There really isn’t a class about seers.” Y/N said. “Mami, vienen unas amigas para una pijamada!” Y/N told their mother. An hour later, Enid and Wednesday were knocking on the door with their duffel bags packed. Y/N opened the door.

“Thank you for opening the door, it’s so cold Wednesday actually wore her snood.” Enid said walking into Y/N’s house.

“I actually got color in cheeks.” Wednesday said walking in after Enid.

“Oh damn, it really is cold then.” Y/n said, closing the door. “My mom made some hot chocolate if you want some.”

“Yes!” Enid said dropping the duffel bag and ran into the kitchen.

“I’ll have some as well, it’s abuelita chocolate right?” Wednesday asked.

“Of course it’s abuelita chocolate.” Y/N answered and Wednesday also walked into the kitchen. Enid and Wednesday then came into the living room with mugs if hot chocolate and sat on the couch. “So what movie do y’all want to watch?” Y/N asked and then she was pulled into Xavier’s head.

“ Ajax, I don’t know what to tell Y/N. I told her yesterday I was with you when I saw Jackie and I think they knew I lied.” Xavier said. So that’s what her name is! Jackie, interesting.

“Y/N is a seer…I think they’re already suspicious of you, Enid texted me.” Oh my gosh, Enid, why do you tell Ajax everything?

“Oh damn, do you think they know everything? I don’t think I can hide it from them any longer.” Xavier said and Y/N’s out of his head.

“Were you in his head again?” Wednesday asked.

“Yes, Enid why did you tell Ajax?” Y/N asked.

“So Xavier Can know what he is doing is wrong! Like I don’t think you can handle 6 more days of this. He’s going to ruin your Nochebuena!” Enid exclaimed.

“He’s not ruining anything. I’m gonna take that fucking suppressant so I won’t get those bonding visions, they’re ruining everything. Now let’s watch a movie.”

December 24th, Nochebuena

It’s been days since Xavier started acting suspicious and the bonding visions didn’t stop, Y/N was with their parents and their extended family mingling but when it was 10pm, they got another bonding vision.

“That’s it, mami, papi, voy a salir a hacer algo, ahorita vengo.” Y/N said as they put on their jacket and left. They walked to Xavier’s house and started knocking.

“Woah Y/N, what are you doing here? I thought you were with your family.” Xavier said.

“I was. But you have been acting suspicious all week and I’m really cold, and you better have an explanation for acting suspicious because what I’m think right now is not pretty.” Y/N ranted and Xavier grabbed their hand so they could enter his house.

“Okay, what do you think is happening?” Xavier asked.

“You’re cheating on with that normie girl Jackie and you’re too chicken shit to break up with me before Christmas so you wanted to wait after which is stupid! Here’s your fucking gift by the way.” Y/N said, shoving Xavier’s gift to his chest.

“I am not cheating on you, Y/N, why would you think I’m cheating on you?” Xavier asked.

“THE BOND! The fucking seer bond, I can see what you see, hear what you hear, and feel what you feel at random times, and I saw you talking to Jackie saying that I don’t need to know. I don’t need to know what? Tell me what you’re hiding from me because I’m this close to losing my mind.” Y/N shouted.

“I am not cheating on you, I love you, I love you so very much.” Xavier said, caressing Y/N’s face and kissed them deeply. “I’ll forgive you for thinking that because I’ve been acting sketchy. I’ll show you why in just a second though. Close your eyes.”

“Okay, if you scare me, i will kill you.” Y/N said as they close their eyes.

“I was going to wait until tomorrow morning but since you’re already here, I would like you to meet Cinnamon.” Xavier said and Y/N opened their eyes and saw a cute Havanese puppy.

“Aww, she’s adorable. Hold on, why did you give me a puppy for Christmas?” Y/N asked,

“We were watching a movie and the lead had this breed of dog, you were saying how it was so cute and how you wanted one so I started looking up where to buy one when I found out that Jackie’s dog had puppies so I asked if she could save me one and she did. So this puppy was specifically reserved for you.” Xavier said, handing cinnamon over to Y/N so they can carry her and Cinnamon started licking their nose.

“She’s absolutely adorable, I love her little doggie sweater, you are the sweetest boyfriend ever.” Y/N said, kissing him. “I’m sorry for thinking you were cheating on me but I couldn’t help it, like you always spend Nochebuena with me.”

“I know, I’m sorry, but I had to make the visit is with Cinnamon, making sure she got her vaccines, she’s used to me, Havanese are good for first time dog owners so it’s perfect for you. Let’s just hope your parents are okay with the puppy.” Xavier said.

“I’m sure they will be fine with Cinnamon, she’s small, she can’t cause much harm. Thank you so much, Xavier.” Y/N said and they hugged, Xavier walked Y/N to their house and he spent the rest of Nochebuena with their family and they were playing with Cinnamon in Y/N’s room.

“You know, we’re kinda like her parents.” Xavier said.

“That’s a cute way to think of it. Isn’t that right, cinnamon? Come on, bebé, kiss your daddy.” Y/N said and they held cinnamon to Xavier’s face and she started licking him and Xavier scrunched his face.

“Thanks, Cinnamon.” Xavier said and Y/N laughed. “Oh You’re laughing? Then let’s kiss.” Xavier said leaning to Y/N but they pushed him away.

“Not until you wash your face,” Y/N said. Y/N continued playing with cinnamon. “Thanks for spending Nochebuena with me”

“Anything for you, baby.” Xavier said.

The End

Hope you liked it, Merry Christmas, happy holidays to everyone!

#xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe #xavier thrope imagine #percy hynes white #wednesday #hispanic reader #hispanic #latina #latinx #romance

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rans-rubbish · 1 year

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Memory • Xiao

Description: You promised him you'll come back, thousands of years later he still believes you. Is it finally time for you to meet again?

A/n: English in not my first language so sorry for any mistakes, not proofread. Also idk what to do for part 2 huhu T-T

Tags: [reincarnation] [angst/little comfort] [reader died]

Fire and explosion lit up Xiao's dim eyes, sparks of light making it seem like he held the galaxy in his pupils. Those same eyes looked at you, not with the usual soft and loving gaze but instead with regret and despair.

"Xiao... please dont look at me like that" you pleaded.

You reach out your hand to touch his cheek, where a few tears have started to stream.

He dared to be weak around you, even when he's at war.

"Dearest, keep your eyes open, will you?" He clutched your hand.

"I will, I will." you chuckle.

You look up to see the blood-stained clouds. The once blue sky was now red in colour, and reflected nothing but the misery of the world.

"Once the sky is clear and the dust have settled, promise to find me at our spot." You requested.

"I promise, i promise to find you even if it takes a thousand years." Xiao declares.

As you take your last breath, Xiao cant help feel infuriated towards the deities and gods, for dragging those who are innocent in a war full of violence.

Xiao recalls your last moments while sitting beside a lake.

After millenniums he still remembers all the little details. How can he ever forget you, when you were the only one who made his life worth living.

Ever since that war, ever since that moment he has promised to protect the innocent people of Teyvat. He knows it's what you would've wanted.

Whenever he felt turmoil, he would go to your favourite place. To your spot.

The place was tranquil and quiet, as if a leaf falling can be heared. Tall trees surrounded the area and lush greenery filled the territory.

A small, clear lake can be found at the eye of it. With small fishes and big boulders around it.

He'll never forget that time you tried taking a seat on one of those rocks and took a swim with the koi.

He also recalls that time you made flower crowns using the flowers around the forest.

And that time you climbed a tree and couldnt figure out how to go back down.

He misses those times, he misses you. A lot.

Xiao doesnt notice but after thousands of years, he's slowly starting to forget your face. When he tries to picture your features in his mind, he misses a couple details or sometimes he cant remember the spark in your eyes and how they reflected the stars.

While in a trip down memory lane, he lost track of time and soon the moon began to rise.

The lake was even more beautiful at night with the moon casted on the crystal waters.

He can only wish to stay here forever, but unfortunately he's gonna have to leave.

Songs of night birds and barks of animals filled the night, behind the chime of wild animals were the sound of breaking leave and footsteps.

He didnt think much of it as in can only be monsters, and he really didnt want to spill blood around this area so he ignored it and headed to the direction of Liyue's towns.

That was, until he heard a voice.

"Uhm hello? Is anyone there? Please I dont mean any harm! I'm just lost" someone called out.

Xiao can feel his heart racing, his mind was lost in thought. He feels like his chest is about to burst.

Is it really you?

He knows the chances are slim, and he doesnt want to get his hopes up. But part of him still yearns that it's you he's facing right now.

"Stop right there! Dont move an inch closer" He said, eyes wandering around, looking for the person who spoke.

Xiao spotted a figure near the trees, a floor length cloak covering their face and body.

"Please, I was traveling to Liyue but my horse wandered off to the forest! Now I cant find my way back on track." They said as they took of their cloth, trying to prove they're human.

As the cloak drops to the soil, so does Xiao's heart.

How can someone, have such similar voice and figure as you?

Could it be...?

You took a step closer to him leaving the shadows. The dim moonlight illuminated your face.

"Y/n?" Xiao whispered.

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Hiiiii um I hope it’s not a bother, I was wondering if you could write some fluffy stuffs of mtmte Swerve w/ a fem! Human s/o? She’s very curious and chatty so they immediately hit it off well :> she probably traveled a lot on Earth, so she has a lot of stories to share with him!!! Hope this made sense haha <3

Of course I can lovely! You are not a bother at all! I had a friend who really like Swerve, so this should come easily, but if it doesn't and i do mess up his character I apologize. I do hope this is what you were looking for! Enjoy :)

Pairing: MTMTE! Swerve x Human! Reader

Warnings: None,

You love to travel, when you lived on Earth it was all you ever did. Hands gripping a steering wheel, heart shaped sunglasses, and the wind in your hair. You spent the first few years in the US, especially after you got your license. Late night trips and early morning drives, that's how you live. It’s different now, with the whole space thing, but you still get to travel astound the universe and what not, so you cant really complain.

“So what’d you do before you joined the Lost Light?”

The question stuck to your attention, the little red and white bot staring at you through their visor. You smiled, cupping the glass of water in your hands.

“I traveled a lot, like a lot. Probably not as much as you guys do, but it's something.”

“Oh really,”

His tone sounded interesting, a red servo holding a glass and the other wiping it with a towel, a bright smile on his face as well. It was inviting, made you want to talk more, far more than you probably should, but talking is what made you interesting to people, well that's what you think.

“Where’d you go?”

“Oh, anywhere I could if I had the money. Places like Greece, Egypt, Japan, Bora Bora.”

You watched as his smile got bigger, he placed the glass down and picked up another.

“Bora Bora! The Bora Bora? Wow, you really are a traveler!”

His interest peaked so easily, you simply mentioned simple spots everyone on earth has heard of, but you guess that's to be expected when the person you’re talking to is a big metal space alien. You smiled at him, nodding your head before speaking again.

“Yeah, I got a bunch of pictures from when I went to Hold on.”

You reach for your book bag strap, pulling it off your shoulder to pull the entire bag over you and into your lap and start digging through it. You mumble a bit to yourself as you dig for an envelope.

“I know I have them in here somewhere.”

Your hands finally feel the familiar thickness of the envelope, pulling it out of the bag. You moved the bag to sit in the chair to your left. Fingers moving swiftly to skim through the hundreds of postcards and polaroid photographs. They finally stop once you see the photo, you standing in that crystal clear blue water, wearing your swimsuit and signature heart shaped sunglasses resting on your noise, Mount Otemanu in the background. You handed the photo to him, his digits taking the photo softly and flipping it to see what it was. You went back to looking for things to show him in the envelope.

“You weren’t lying, Did you know, Sky Pirates was filmed in Bora Bora! Isn’t that the coolest. Personally, it's on my bucket list of places to go.”

You looked up, curious. It's like he knew you went there because of that movie.

“Yeah! That's why I went, Sky Pirates are like a staple in my childhood!”

A smile plastered on your face, hands flat on the bar in front of you, he knew Sky Pirates. You could feel the excitement bubbling up from your stomach. He placed the photo back on the bar towards you.

“You know Sky Pirates!”

“Yeah, it's an earth movie. I know a lot about Earth movies. They’re like not only the second best thing to come out of Earth but they are so cool. Action movies have people actually doing that crazy stuff for money and it just looks so cool.”

The bot went on for a moment, rambling about action movies and asking you a few questions about some. It wasn’t until he saw you flipping through more photos that he asked about your own stories and adventures. You pulled a chuck on paper out of the envelope, and spread it around. Looking at the bot with a smile.

“Pick one, I’ll tell you about it!”

He chuckles, placing a servo on his chin as if he's thinking.

“Alright.”

He scans them all, looking from top left right and then down. He finally decided on one, digits pointing and then picking it up.

“This one looks fun!”

He hands it to you, a smile appearing on your face as you turn it over. It was your first ever trip picture, you looked far younger than you thought you did. Hair pulled up, a different pair of sunglasses and there was a silly little sticker at the bottom of it. A half circle with the depiction of the sunrise and a cactus, it read “Here Comes The Sun.” It was one of the first places you drove to, you went to see a friend, but on the way the friend had ended up breaking things off, so you were left with yourself and then the entire state of AZ.

“What’s the story behind that one?”

You sighed, but kept that bright smile on your face.

“This is the first trip I went on, the first place I drove to. I originally went to visit a friend, but things happened. So I was left with an entire state to explore by myself, which I did! Hints the orange canyons in the background. God, I bought a lot of polaroid film.”

You laughed to yourself, throughout the trip you were sad, but now all you remembered were the good times you had with strangers and the nice views you got to see. You��d do it all over again if you could.

“Wow, you really do travel! I travel a bit.”

He could see the way your eyes light up at the last bit of his sentence. You had grouped up the rest of your photos, the little mound of them in front of you. You looked up at the bot like he spoke about magic and flying dragons.

“You travel, omg, Tell me about it! It must be so different from how it is from the way I traveled on Earth. That’s so cool. Traveling space that's like uber cool, way cooler than traveling around Earth. OMG! Have you been to pluto? Jupiter?”

You paused, you had realized you were now standing on the root rest of the bar stools, hands planted firmly on the bar. You got too excited, the one thing you told yourself you wouldn’t do. You look around the bar, no one seems to care about your loudness. You take your seat again and look back towards the red and white bot. His smile had dropped and his servo was hanging in the air.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to get too excited.”

He laughed, that big smile came back to his face and his servo lowered.

“It’s all good, Glad to see you're interested in my stories.”

He went back to cleaning glasses as he started off his story. He started with the characters, well other Cybertronians, giving a quick summary for each person and then continuing with the story. It was far more interesting than your Earth stories. Your hands cupped around the glass of water as you listened intently to the story. He had gotten to a point where the story was taking place in the same bar you sat in. He mentioned something about a drink, Engex, which piqued your interest.

“What’s En, Engex?”

A confused look on your face as you asked the question as he laughed, a big hearty laugh.

“It’s a Cybertronian drink.”

“Really,”

You paused, your hands pulled the class in them closer. Your eyes looked at the wall behind him, the neon lights that set the mood. They lit up the white parts of Swerve's body into a ray of colors, when your eyes finally snapped back to him, a curious smile on your face.

“Ya got any, that I can try?”

He straightened up, setting the glass and towel down as he scanned your face.

“Yeah, here.”

His servo reached for an empty glass, while his other went under the counter top to grab what you assumed was the bottle drink. He poured the drink into the glass that sat in front of you, you watched as the liquid fell into the glass. It shined like it was magma, the metal of the bar underneath it shined with a little orange. It was small, you actually hadn’t realized how small it was. He pulled the bigger bottle away, his servo rested on the back of the glass, he paused, almost like he didn’t want to give it to you.

“Careful, I’m not sure if this is human safe.”

“I’ll be fine.”

You drug out the end of ‘fine’, as he pushed the glass towards you. His smile was small, but it was there as he watched you pick the glass up and take a small sip. The drink lit your face up like a flame, the light orange glow. You pulled the glass back and your face contorted, your nose wrinkled and your eyebrows knit together. The taste was not what you were expecting, it was bitter, it gave you a bit of warmth as it went down. You placed the glass back down and looked up at the bot.

“Not what you were expecting, huh?”

You shook your head, your face started to relax. You grabbed the glass of water and chugged it. You tried your hardest to get the taste of your mouth, but the water didn’t help.

“You should see the look on your face!”

He was laughing, that same laugh he always gives, which caused you to laugh. The sound of both your laughs were all you could hear within the bar, but maybe that's just what Swerve has been needing, someone to make this bar come to life.

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