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Chasing the love of these humans, Who made you feel wanted.

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                 ❝ To NAVIGATE, you have to keep your ISLAND in your mind                     You’ll know what lies ahead if you REMEMBER what’s BEHIND you                     Want to find the answers to the questions that you still don’t know                     You just have to GO, find more ❞

             IND. && PRI. && HIGHLY SEL. && CANON DIVERGENT | EST. 2016                                                                                 as ridiculously adored by Monie

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i’m fluent in talking shit

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islandhearted:

If sticking out had an award, Kalani would win it. 

While others wore tight fitting shirts, girls donning dresses that barely went past their curves, she wore loose fitting tops and dresses, akin to what you might expect a pregnant woman to wear on a beach, sometimes sporting jean shorts. 

Today’s ensemble consisted of a peasant top, a mid-calf length skirt, and some Birkenstock sandals for good measure. 

She didn’t fit in, and it was easy to tell. 

“If you’re sure.” Kalani offered a bright smile. At least he wasn’t upset. 

“No, you haven’t. It’s not my usual place. I’m usually at home or a beach or something along those lines.” 

❛❛ ah. the beach. ❜❜

he knew relatively nothing about her, but just the way she looked, and the mention of the beach was already a better suited scene for the stranger. 

❛❛ you look like the type--- ❜❜

❛❛ how did you find yourself here, then? ❜❜

she looked interesting enough, evidently. tamatoa wasn’t one to give his time to just anyone. he saw her worthy enough to strike up a conversation with, at the very least.

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Oh... well, would you be surprised if I say that it's my own family members? They don't really like how I look like, tanned skin and all.

❛❛   surprised??  i  ate  my  grandma.   ❜❜

❛❛   ‘ crabs  aren’t  supposed  to  be   shiny   tamatoa!! ’   ❜❜

with  a  roll  of  his  eyes,  he  dropped  the  imitation  of  his  late  grandmother’s  voice.   ------nothing  if  not   dramatic.

❛❛   well  look  at  me  NOW,   grandma.   ❜❜

he  grinned,  claws  opening  as  he  gestured  to  himself.

❛❛   family  isn’t  any  good.  it  took   eating   mine.   ❜❜

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No offense but I’ve literally never forgiven anyone or gotten over anything in my life

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Tama, I need your advice. What do you usually do whenever people make you feel bad about yourself, and how you look like? :c

a  pause,  as  he  was   genuinely   not  sure  how  to  answer  the  question.  no  one  had  ever  come  to  him  for   ADVICE.

of  course  it  was  something  that  he  used  to  have  to  deal  with------   brush  your  teeth  and  you’ll  be  shinier,  you’re  too   drab------   but  he’d  turned  a  deaf  ear  to  it   years   ago. the  only  way  to  do  so,  was  to  start  seeing  himself  as  the  shiniest  DECAPOD  that  there  was.  eventually  he  began  to  believe  it.  in  return  he  did  become   slightly  OBSESSED   with  being  the  best.  with  being  the  SHINIEST.  but  the  concept  was  the  same.  tamatoa  finally  became   shiny   enough   when  he  stopped  seeing  himself  as  DRAB.  aside  from  his  own  opinion,  not  much  else  mattered.  

❛❛   well  i   WAS   a  drab  little  crab   once.   ❜❜

❛❛   and  who  exactly  would  want  to  mess  with  a  shiny  fan  of  mine?   ❜❜

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@tamatoa: I found a picture of you

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I'm sorry if this question bothers you but it's getting late and I'm curious, what was it like with you and Maui before the big fight happened? :o

Hesitation  was  clear  as  Tamatoa  took  a  step  back  away  from  the  question,  as  well  as  from  his   feelings.

This  was  the  one  question  that  he  was    PERHAPS    most   uncomfortable   answering.

For  a  moment,  it  dawned  on  him  how  quickly  everything  had  changed.  It  was  a  relatively  short  time  ago  that  he  and  Maui  were  on   GOOD   terms.  Soon,  however,  things  began  deteriorating,  and  then  Tamatoa  wore  one  less  leg,  and  Maui  couldn’t  get  by   Lalotai   without  his  painful  upbringing  being  rubbed  in  his  face.

But  they  used  to  be  friends.   Good friends------    a  thousand  years  ago.

After  all---    a  lot  of  what  Tamatoa  knows  came  from  Maui.  Maui  is  the  reason  that   SHININESS   is  of  such  importance  to  the  giant  crab.  Maui  is  the  reason  that  Tamatoa’s   EGO   is  as  inflated  as  it  is.  Tamatoa  would  be  nothing  of  importance  at  all  if  he  hadn’t  met  Maui   years   ago.

They  were  too  much   alike   now,  however.  Tamatoa  had  taken  on  much  of  Maui’s  personality.  It  made  it  difficult  for  them  to  get  along  when  they  were  both  competing  to  be  the   BEST,   and  to  be   recognized   as  the  best  by  the  rest  of  the  world.  A   somebody.  A   hero.

Tamatoa  never  really  had  anyone  with  him.  Maui  stumbled  across  him,  a  small  crab  at  the  time,  and  things  changed  for   both   of  them.  They  spent  time  together,  and  shared  stories  that  only  those  who  were  alive  for   hundreds---   thousands   of  years  could  relate  to.  Tamatoa  had  someone  to  talk  to,  and  it  was  something  that  he  wasn’t  used  to.  It  was  something  that  he   lost,   and   missed   when  he  and  Maui  had  their  falling  out. 

Stubborn  as  always,  however,  it  is  something  that  he  will  never  admit. 

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Friendship at its finest.

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Kalani wasn’t entirely sure how she got there, in the corner of an all too loud and crowded bar on a Friday night. 

Some people from Te Fiti, her environmental action group, around her age had invited her out for some drinks after a clean up. Feeling elated after the success of the clean up mentioned, she had agreed, but quickly regretted her decision. 

She sipped timidly on a drink that contained more juice than alcohol, watching the people around her talk and dance. She would have much preferred being home and reading a book. 

With a short sigh, Kalani finished off her drink, and turned to go towards the exit. However, she was stopped by another person who had been close enough that she ran right into them. 

“Oh, god. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going.” The young woman apologized profusely to the stranger, putting on a timid smile. 

The overcrowded bar, was exactly Tamatoa’s type of scene. Loud, busy, and filled to the top with drunk, mostly unsavory people.

Mostly.

He might have been just the slightest bit buzzed, due to a night of drinking, and celebrating nothing in particular, but still, as she bumped into him he noticed something different about her.

There was something about her. Something that interested him. She didn’t quite fit in to their setting. From her look, to her demeanor. She wasn’t the type of person that he was used to running into.

At once, his eyes turned to face the stranger he’d just collided with.

       ❛❛ That was—— ❜❜

He stumbled for a moment, quickly righting himself before continuing.

       ❛❛ It’s more common than you’d think. Don’t worry about it. ❜❜

       ❛❛ I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before—? ❜❜

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am i dramatic yes is it justified also yes

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