the scarf - lo'ak x human! fem reader

word count: 883 requested by: @oyasumimosura (thank you for the request <3) warnings: none! fluff. a/n: if you celebrate, merry christmas!! and if not, i hope you have a relaxing and safe holiday. please enjoy this quick requested fic. no use of y/n in this fic and again, there may be some inaccuracies as i've only seen the movie once so far. reblogs and feedback about my work is deeply appreciated. <3

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science was never really your thing. sure, your parents were some of the greatest scientists on pandora - helping the na’vi during the first war, studying the botany and the culture to preserve grace’s legacy, researching the anatomy and tradition medicine of the na’vi and pandora. you did think it was cool, but you just preferred more domesticated things. for example, you love reading old human books like pride and prejudice, frankenstein or the island of dr. moreau. baking, doing puzzles, arts & crafts - more specifically, crocheting. 

jake and neytiri were like your godparents, and you were very close to them. neytiri may have been a little cautious of you because you were human, alien - you always tried your best to be warm and loving to her. you loved their children - neteyam, kiri, tuk and even spider were like your brothers and sisters. lo’ak you loved more than a brother. although you had never outright told him that. little did you know, he felt the exact same way about you.

you had always heard of christmas, but had never experienced it. pandora’s calender was very different compared to earths, but you still wanted to have a christmas with your family despite it being in the middle of rainy season in july according to the earth’s calendar. every one had agreed to participate - even neytiri, who was secretly curious about this adored earth tradition. unsure of what to find for every member of the family, you figured you could put your creative skills to good use. the forest’s trees carried this multicoloured fibre, complete with different shades of red, orange and yellow. it was soft, almost like a blanket. it was the perfect yarn.

you crocheted until it felt like your hands were on fire. in the end, you had 6 matching scarves adorned with beads, warm glowing acorns and tassels. the sully’s were thrilled, but lo’ak specifically. he had something to wear, made from the love and thoughtful consideration you carried with everything you made by hand. it would keep him warm in the bitter cold of the air when he awoke in the hallelujah mountains, when he rode his ikran in the mighty winds, or when it would pour rain in the forest. he loved it.

as the second war with the RDA progressed, it was decided that the sully’s would flee to the ocean to protect the omatikaya clan. you had begged your parents to consider going with them - it would be a new biome to study. a new culture to learn. sandy beaches and the warm sun, which wouldn’t be blocked by the tall trees. eventually they agreed, asking jake for his permission to come - which he happily agreed to. it wasn’t long before you had made it to your new home.

just like the sully’s, you were considered outcasts but more because you were human. one of the skypeople. but it was a change of scenery and your parents were having a blast with all of their newfound research. even with the heat, lo’ak never took off his scarf. it was sacred to him because it came from you. the kids of the metkayina clan - ao’nung, rotxo more specifically would always tease him about his scarf. “it’s ugly.” “did the human freak make it for you?” “oh no! you have a piece of garbage wrapped around your neck. let me help you with that.” he didn’t hesitate to defend you or what you had made for him. he had even taken and thrown a couple of hits defending you. 

learning an entirely new culture wasn’t easy, but you were glad you had lo’ak and your siblings by your side. made the process more fun. they taught you the breathing exercises you would need to swim, but you stayed away from the water as much as you could. you stayed on the island, crafting baskets and nets with other members of the metkayina clan, teaching them new patterns to help fortify their hunting and fishing tools using your crocheting skills. 

you had always loved sunsets. but you loved them more with lo’ak. he had always tried to convince you to come swim, but to no avail. as you walked with him on the beach during a quiet evening, he was finally able to convince you to come take a tour with him. “really?? you would do that for me?” “of course, anything for you. but only because you’re cute.” he almost kissed you right then and there.

he woke you up early the next morning to get you into the water before anyone else had the chance to join you. it was unlike anything you had ever seen before - the gigantic manta rays, the glowing coral, the fish, the plant life, the crabs, everything. but while you were fixated on the beautiful things the ocean had to offer, he was staring at you. 

to him, you were the most beautiful thing in that ocean. as you held a glowing, flowy fish in your hands, you turned and gave him the brightest smile. he returned it, hand resting on his scarf as he watched you. he promised himself that he would proclaim his love to you before eywa. he just had to figure out how he was going to tell you first.

Build A Butch (poll 2)

Had some fun with doodling the butches. Crow butch still needs some color but at least bear butch is getting there.

Let's go for her eye color !

npcs to the save file , part one |

associates to the reardon family

penny pizzazz ; penny is a del sol valley native but san myshuno local since 18 when she scored a modelling gig with her co-manager vanessa jeong, besties since highschool. the 26 year old fashion designer and model has her own modelling business located in san myshuno, serious about her craft and work, penny is shown to play zero games when it comes to getting the thing done and her trusted and currently highest profile model brianna reardon knows that of all.

marcus flex ; marcus is a sba hall of famer and retired basketball icon, working as an coach for the windenburg stallions and running his basketball camp in windenburg for young and talented basketball players, marcus is highly respected in his field of work. marcus knows talent when he sees it and that's why he's reserving a spot for ishmael reardon as of currently. like penny, marcus is extremely strict and serious about his craft and getting things done and his method is tough love, when he yells, it's not out of angers it's out of love and many players learn to recognize the pattern.

donovan al fraser ; donovan is a sba hall of famer like marcus and actually played in the sba with marcus for some time before retired back in the mid 90s. donovan retired back in the early 2000s and has become a private basketball coach since then. a close friend of brian reardon, donovan took up the task of mentoring his son ishmael for marcus's basketball camp in windenburg. donovan skilled with the ball and technique, ishmael is already steps ahead of his peers in the field and is granted top stops in the big league.

forgot that the cas camera doesn't adjust for height sliders </3

First Kill Gifsets // Imani and Sarah Catherine + Snacks

Crazy how SC knows all of Imani's favourite snacks and it's so funny that she was fighting (with Dom) to mention them all in the Instagram live yesterday lol

plz tell me you writing for yoyo

like i can't find any black reader x yoyo fics

do you know any other black writers?

hey fren! i'm actually working on a yo-yo fic rn! as for other writers, there's soo many. tct just doesn't really have a whole lot of fics rn. i'm gonna tag a few of my fav writers for some fandoms i'm in just in case you're interested in any of those fandoms and would like to read their amazing works until more yo-yo/tct fics are posted. if you message me, i can add you to a taglist as well!

some of my fav writers:

@wakandas-vibranium @megamindsecretlair @pilesofpillows @xblackreader @mickimomo @karimk2 @umber-cinders @siancore @ramp-it-up @mamajankyy @dasphinxone @megamindsecretlair @mcondance @chaneajoyyy @allaboardthereadingrailroad @maroonsunrise83 @wiinterz @prettykittycastle @henneseyhoe @tvreadsandsleep @nahimjustfeelingit-writes @nayaxwrites @hearteyes-for-killmonger @blkcupid @halfofmysoulsblog @afriendlyblackhottie @celestianstars @kirbyskisses @littlemochabunni @artemiseamoon @sheabuttahwrites @samwilsonsbabymama

you’re nothing like the monsters i grew up hating

FIRST KILL (2022)

'attend a holiday party together' prompt requested from @serxndipities for raleigh & imani, meme found here .

"i can't help being so antsy, raleigh.." imani began, pacing a bit before the two made their grand entrance into the party. they had been to a couple of imani's family's gatherings at this point, but not so much on raleigh's side. she wanted to make sure she was making a lasting impression, and was definitely overthinking it. "do i look okay? nothing looks too out of sorts? god, we should just ditch, right?"

THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN FUCKING SAYING!!! The rich, the heads of corporations and media that have been pumping out articles and thinkpieces and guidelines trying to gaslight the general public into thinking everything is fine and we should return to normal — they KNOW it’s all bullshit. They KNOW covid isn’t a cold. They are using top-of-the-line science and tech to protect themselves while they’re content to let the rest of us get infected over and over again until we become disabled or simply drop dead.

[Alt text: Tiktok video by @Imani_Barbarin on twitter.

“If you’re somebody not wearing a mask in public spaces right now, I hate to be the one to break it to you — not really — but you’ve been fucking played. Because these are the images that are coming out of the World Economic Forum [in Davos, Switzerland].

(Showing a screenshot of a tweet from an attendee showing a PCR test) First off, they’re testing you right at the door. You test positive for COVID, your bracelet gets deactivated. You refuse to test, your bracelet gets deactivated.

(Showing a screenshot of a tweet with a picture of WEF attendees sitting in a room, bundled up in winter coats, with a HEPA filter next to their chairs) There are HEPA filters in every room. And people are wearing jackets because they have the windows open.

(Showing a photo from the WEF of a group of people looking at a slideshow. All are wearing what look like KN95 or KF94 masks or similar, and there is a blue light on a pole that looks like a Far UV light, which is another layer of covid protection.) And look at that! Masks!

You all got fucking played. You all are out here talking about hustle culture and intergenerational wealth? There is none for you. There’s none. When you’re disabled, you can’t make money. No, because everything is reliant upon your access to healthcare, which has income limits, you probably can’t even get or stay married, in a lot of cases. And you all are sitting up here talking about ‘we’re gonna set up guillotines for the rich and powerful’. They already set up guillotines and you walked right towards them. This is what collapse looks like. We’re already there.” End alt text.]

My PCs who start out the most anti-social become the most ride or die by the end of the campaign.

Draven didn’t want to get close to people because she thought her very presence brought misfortune and death to those around her. She was also emotionally disconnected so she had a difficult time connecting to people anyways. By the end of the campaign she was fiercely loyal to her friends, loved them dearly, and would do whatever it took to protect them. Literally the power of love and the bonds that connect people became the main themes of her character arc.

Calio was a bit of a bastard who just wanted to do whatever he wanted to do, get money and power and beauty, kill anyone who crossed him, and was more than a bit of a lying manipulator. By the end he has grown so much I am so proud of him. He loves his found family dearly and will do anything for them. He’s sincerely considering willing choosing to forego gaining Mythic Power (his goal for about half the campaign at this point) for the chance to wish for a man he saw as a kindred spirit to get a second chance at life under healthier circumstances. He is ride or die for all his friends but especially his girlfriend. The couple that slays together stays together. That’s how it goes right? He’s still a lying manipulator but only when manipulating the bad guys into doing what he wants, he’s quit lying and hiding things from the party after one of his lies got found out and it kind of clicked for him that doing that hurts the people he cares about. He just. Really cares about these stupid assholes. They made him feel things more and now he can’t stop.

my favourite boys <3

Have to say, the art of Imani in the new poll gives such like, mage/witch vibes, I can't help thinking of her and Randy as like, knight captain for the royal guard comes across outcast/solitary mage who keeps to the woods around the royal grounds/town?? like, vague thoughts but meetcute where Randy somehow ends up hurt away from her platoon or something (maybe like, horse riding accident Idk) and Imani comes across her and patches her up

and then they fall in love

Oh I get where you're coming from!

I like the idea of Imani having some sort of magic knowledge or powers (I am also a big fan of an alchemist and potions) <3

Also why is the idea of a horse riding accident so funny to me. Can this woman do anything right??! In my mind I actually liked her being a very competent and serious commander/captain, who's just more lax off duty. But imagining her being bad with horses, bad with resisting women... It's all too hilarious lmao.

Inktober Day 3: Money

Clearly these three all have their priorities straight

"i have plans that i cannot share with you right now because the haters will sobotage me"

Shes trans, shes a pirate captain, she’s fifty, shes a mom whats more to want

Started messing around with a gpose tool and was able to import some poses and make them work. It's going to take a lot more practice to truly get the hang of it but I did this:

It's unfortunately in Gridania and not Ul'dah like it should be, but it's a start. It's a scene from the Raubahn/WoL story I've been trying to pry out of my brain. Here's a bit:

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Raubahn shot out of his chair, towering over her.  His expression was unreadable and Imanie was sure at that moment that she had crossed a line and he was about to throw her out.  He moved toward her, as small a distance as it was, and she took a step back.  He continued his advance until her back hit the wall.  He braced his body with a large hand on the wall next to her head and leaned down until his face was mere ilms from hers.  “Why did you really come here?” he rumbled, his eyes boring into hers.

Imanie swallowed and took a moment to relax her posture.  She smirked up at him again, looking into his eyes through her lashes.  “What if I said I meant it before?”  Her hand came up to rest on his chest.  It felt like flames ripping through his body.

“Do not play with me, woman.”

“You’re a difficult man to read, General,” she said quietly, her earlier self-confidence fading a bit.  “Say the word and I will leave and we will consider this nothing more than drunken shenanigans.”

“Or?”

“Or we see where the night takes us.”  

He brought his other hand up and gently stroked a thumb across her cheek.  

She leaned into it and then grinned mischievously.  “Keep that up and you’ll have even me believing I’m a virtuous woman.”

“What kind of woman are you?” he asked, his gaze never leaving her eyes.  She bit her lower lip before grinning again.  With a growl, Raubahn crashed his lips into hers.