#(The background was hell to make but it really pulled stuff together.)

[turtledumpster]

Collaboration project of a sort with @gronkelart , who did some crisp lines for everyone's favorite crispy ass-out man, I had a great time with coloring him!

[erwinsvow]

𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

summary: rafe's realizing how much better he is now, ever since he met you

word count: 1.6k

now spinning: love song by lana del rey

author's note: can't think about anything else but rafe being happy n content.... eeeee <3

part of this little universe

Rafe’s beginning to think you’re really good for him. 

It starts off pretty small—little things, here and there. The way he doesn’t go to bed completely angry and pent up anymore—that’s because you text him good night, every night, without fail. Even when he doesn’t say it first, even when he’s not on his phone and told you he’d be busy taking care of stuff with his dad all day.

After your first date, when you were sitting in the passenger seat of his truck—licking on an ice cream cone he’d bought you after dinner because the two of you were have a difficult time trying to find a reason to end the night—he opens up his phone to add your number to his contacts, and you hover over his shoulder, choosing little emojis to have next to your name and being very picky about it. 

When you finally decide on the perfect combination, he turns to look at your face, which is way too close to his. He decides then and there that you wanted to be kissed, because you’d never get so close if you didn’t. The truth was that you just couldn’t tear your eyes away from how the little blue heart and butterfly and flowers looked next to your name in his phone, but he doesn’t need to know that, not if he’s going to kiss you like that every time. 

And now whenever he picks up his phone and sees those little blue shapes, he feels better, instantaneously. 

So much so that he doesn’t yell at Wheezie and Sarah so much anymore. That’s another small thing— Rafe can’t even recall what he used to get so annoyed about, so angry that he’d pick fights over it. Sarah’s never home anyways, but when she is, you’re making conversation with her, smiling up at Rafe trying to involve him in the discussion about whatever the hell you guys talk about. 

Wheezie’s always home, and he actually realizes how funny she is, especially with you. He sits on the couch with his laptop, looking at things that you don’t understand and don’t really care about, while Sleepless in Seattle plays on the television.

You and Wheezie sit next to each other, half-eaten popcorn and candy scattered between you two, a box of tissues within reach because you told her they were absolutely necessary, even though she didn’t believe you.

Rafe only looks up when hears the unmistakable sound of you sniffling and crying—panicking briefly, trying to make sure he handles this correctly, properly, so he doesn’t scare you away—when he realizes it’s just the movie. 

He lets out a sigh of relief, of which you take note. You turn to hand Wheezie a tissue and then look back at Rafe, worried he’s going to be annoyed that you’re crying over this movie.

It’s silly, because he’s been nothing but nice to you, sweet as sugar all the time, but you remember what your friends used to tell you, the back-and-forth with Sarah, Wheezie’s comments about how much nicer Rafe’s been recently. How he’s been nicer since he met you. You look at him for a little, seconds passing by as your heart thuds in your chest. 

“I can’t believe this-” you hear Wheezie sob in the background, reaching for another handful of popcorn. “They just left!”

You almost turn away from Rafe just then, not wanting to see his reaction, when he closes his laptop and slides his body over to sit closer to you, one hand around your shoulder pulling you close and the other reaching to grab a clean tissue, holding it in his hand for you, for when you need it. You smile against his chest, clasping your hand around his. 

“You really cry over this crap, kid?” You whine, a muffled noise of protest spoken against his shirt, half-hearted. “We all knew they were gonna end up together.”

“Yeah, I guess we did,” you murmur, not paying attention to the movie anymore, eyes hyper-focused on the shiny metal of Rafe’s ring on his fingers. 

“Shut up, Rafe, I’m watching this-”

“You shut up, Wheeze, and pass the chocolate.”

It’s become a regular occurrence, actually, having you around at Tannyhill. You go through plenty of movies with Wheezie, occupying her time while getting to be with Rafe. You join them for their periodic family dinners, dolled up in your nicest clothes even though Rafe tells you it doesn’t matter. He wants you down there in his hoodie, but you refuse.

You want to make a good impression on Ward, you tell him, that it’s important to you if his dad likes you, if he approves of you, if he likes having you around. Rafe doesn’t get why you care—you’ll still be in his life whether Ward approves or not—but he plays along with it.

You wear pretty blue dresses and bring chapter books from the library for Wheezie and some history novels for his dad. You’re all smiles and conversation at their normally silent table, which he thinks is nice. Rafe still believes it would be nicer if it was just the two of you, but he doesn’t say anything. 

A picture constructs itself in his head—you and him at the dinner table of your house, the house you two will have together. You’d decorate everything all cute—he can picture it now—but he’s really focusing on when you and he can have these family dinners together, a couple of high chairs and pureed food and screaming toddlers running around. He doesn’t know where the image came from, probably from the sweet way you are with his family, but now it’s rooted itself like an infection that’s impossible to get rid of. He thinks of it, and feels better, and it must be obvious to everyone around him, but you never say anything.

It’s gotten to the point where even Ward notices it, though he refrained from commenting for as long as he could. Besides for dinner and the occasional Good morning sweetheart when you’re passing through the kitchen with Rafe, he doesn’t bother you two much. 

That’s why it really surprises Rafe when he brings you up one day.

“You seem… better, son,” his father says, and he wants to summon up some kind of retort to fire back, but nothing comes to mind. Maybe the impact you have on him is bigger than he thought. “It’s good. She’s good for you. Make sure you take care of her.”

He thinks for a second. There was a time where the first thing out of his mouth would be Don’t tell me how to treat my girl. 

“Yeah, I will. Thanks, dad.”

And then, suddenly, you’re everywhere, a part of everything. He can’t even sit in his truck without thinking of how you should be in the passenger seat. His house feels empty when you’re not curled on the couch trying to decide on what movie to rewatch for the millionth time. He can’t even find any insults for your stupid Pogue friends, because of course they want to spend time with you, when you make everything brighter like this. 

Rafe used to think it’d be humiliating to feel like this, actually being dependent on someone for once, acting and doing better because of you and feeling better even when you’re not there. He doesn’t feel humiliated at all though, he feels surprisingly content, despite everything that’s going on. It’s all background noise now. He feels even better when his door opens, and you make your way into his bedroom.

“Hey,” you say, setting down your bag on his desk. It lands with a thud, probably filled with your current read and another couple of books for his sister. “They all went down to the Chateau to smoke, so I just came over, I hope that’s okay-” You stop talking when you turn and see how he’s looking at you, getting up from his bed to walk up to you. “Rafe? You okay?”

You look at him real sweet, like you’re wondering what could be wrong and how you can help fix it. It’s precious, but he already knew that. His father’s words run through his head again—he has to make sure to take good care of you. 

“Perfect. Even better ‘cause you’re here now.” You shove your hand against his chest, letting out a breath of relief.

“You scared me,” you say with a laugh. You go back to your bag, rustling through it to produce three books, just like he guessed. He starts smiling when you turn around to offer it to him.

“Got one for you this time.” You're beaming, eyes looking at him expectantly.

“Thanks, kid,” he says, and he can’t help the smile that’s growing. He brings you in for a hug the way he always does, arm around your shoulder and guiding you to his chest, and you lean against him like that, holding on tight, breathing steady in his grip. Whatever anger and frustration was bubbling inside melts away with every passing second of touching your soft skin and smelling the scent of your hair. 

It’s no surprise when you two end up a tangled mess in bed hours later, your head resting above his heart, wrapped in his grip, while you start reading the book you got for Rafe aloud.

“Y’know what we should do?” he starts, quietly, interrupting you while you’re flipping to the next page. 

“Hm?” you murmur back, feeling your eyes fluttering shut without the book open and ready to read to distract you into staying awake. Rafe’s skin is warm and his grip is tight. You could fall asleep in seconds right now.

“Get married.”

[rubra-wav]

You briefly said something in a Vox post about how he gets turned on by his partner being affectionate easily, and it's sometimes not always in private.

Can you do a post that's about having public sex with him when that happens. I am just interested in the idea of public sex/'taking care of that when it happens and how that would work with his image problem. 👉👈

[Entry #12] 'Really? Here?' : Vox x reader smut

(Drabble)

A/N I actually had a brief concept for something like this already planned as I saw that hc I had and was eyeing it off too haha

He'd never have genuine public sex, that would not make him look good and it's too risky, so this is semi-public.

Listen man, I so rarely write stuff where Vox is actually domtop because I strongly believe that dude can only bottom properly but like I'm writing this and i'm kinda 🤭😳

Cw: NSFW/18+ ONLY, gn!reader, semi-public sex, blowjob, rare instance of me writing Vox getting his way

- It had been a long damn couple of days for Vox, to say the least.

- Something had happened to the electronics system in hell after a storm, and he had been working horrendous hours for 3 days straight trying to get everything in order.

- So yeah, when he saw you for the first time in 3 days after just messaging and calling you? Needless to say, he acted up a bit.

- On the day he finally got everything done, he unfortunately had an overlord gala to attend that he couldn't turn down for public image sake.

- Not necessarily due to him needing to attend, but because if he didn't keep Valentino and Velvette in check, their reputation would be utter shit by the morning at such a prestigious event, most likely. Ironic

- And you were of course going with him to it to make sure he didn't lose his shit after not sleeping at all and just staying connected to power and a shit ton of energy drinks (He would never admit that, so he just says something about being able to bring a plus one. You, of course, catch on over the phone but don't mention it.)

- All was well initially. You two met up out front of the giant and overly ornate venue, relieved to finally see each other. (Even with the amount of paparazzi and the heavy atmosphere to perform properly in such high status company)

- You spent the night trying to keep up appearance. Keep a very argumentative Velvette in line from trying to start drama with Carmilla and herding a very drunk, barely upright Valentino out of the building so he'd stop hitting on the servers.

- It truly was a breath of relief when they both left and you two could finally actually semi enjoy the party despite the high power individuals surrounding you two with their own plus ones or family.

- It was during this time enjoying the party that you two made the mistake of actually dancing.

- You laughed quietly as Vox gripped your hand in his claw and spun you with a flourish before dipping you.

- Your heart thudded in your ears as you watched him crack his first real smile of the night seeing you react, and as he pulled you back up to rest on your feet at arms length, you pulled him close and wrapped your hands around his shoulders - practically embracing him as you gently swayed together to the orchestra playing in the background.

- You could see Vox hesitate to let you be close to him like this around the other overlords, fearing for how it made him look to be cuddled by his lover while here.

- But, despite himself, he accepted. Whether it was the drinks he'd had or the time you had spent apart, he wanted to be near you in any way, even in the public eye.

- Vox sighed, relaxing into your touch and returning the embrace, placing his hand on your lower back and pressing you against him as he leaned down to kiss you.

- You smiled against him as lips formed in place of his screen, meeting yours chastely with a slight zap as per the company.

- As much as he wanted to, it's not like he could start making out with you then and there.

- You looked up at him with half lidded eyes, a slight grin on your lips.

- "Try not to look too desperate to leave so we can be alone." You teased him.

- Vox flushed, lips curling slightly as he fought the urge to grin at you, opting to look angry at the teasing rather than showing the fact he actually liked it.

- It didn't matter. You already knew he did

- "I believe that's called projecting, doll." He spoke lowly.

- You snickered, moving your hand to gently pinch the side of his screen. "I'd be lying if I didn't say I was awaiting that as well," you smirked up at him. "It's been 3 days after all." You laughed as you watched his blush brighten, screen flickering a couple of times with quiet zaps.

- Vox breathed deeply, shutting his eyes as he furrowed his brow. "Not in public, (name)." He growled half heartedly.

- You simply hummed, leaning up to press a kiss to his screen again. Making the mistake of gently brushing your fingers over the back of his head as you gently moved your lips against his own, a strange metallic taste entering your mouth as your lips glided across each other's.

- Vox, being tired and wanting nothing more than to be touched, didn't really have the self-awareness to take a step back.

- He groaned lowly as your pointer gently grazed his ports, the gesture sending a strong stab of arousal through him alongside pooling warmth he hadn't been exactly tapped into being right up against you.

- The hand on your lower back pulled you closer against him unconsciously, pleasurable friction only worsening as he spaced out from his actions and growing arousal.

- You pulled away from the kiss, looking at him in disbelief as you could feel something hard poking against your stomach.

- Vox seemed to snap back into reality as you pulled away, looking horrified down at you as he realised the exact... 'position' you two were in. Mainly him.

- "Are you-" Vox cut you off with a shushing noise, stiffening in your embrace (in another way)

- You fight to stop from laughing loudly, but you can't stop the breathy puffs of air and quivering that you do. You watch his embarassed expression worsen as he frowns, eye automatically trying to hypnotise you as he hissed out a: "shut up."

- Which, of course, didn't work with the blue light contacts you had begun wearing a few months into your relationship.

- You felt yourself pinned closer against Vox, who seemed to be desperately trying to both compose himself and also to hide his arousal - using you. You took a deep breath, trying to stop laughing as you just knew he'd be extra pissy if you didn't take the reigns to try gtfo as fast as you could before someone noticed anything was up.

- You looked to the side. There was a doorway leading to a darkened room a few metres away that seemed abandoned.

- You tugged his quivering hand off of your lower back and pulled the coat you wore off, pushing it into his hands. "Here, hold this, darling?" You asked, gesturing to the empty door which stood open.

- The door to the next venue room shut behind you two, locked by you, and Vox immediately began cursing under his breath, pressing his glitching face into his clawed hands next to you.

- That was before he looked up at you, glaring. "How many times do I have to tell you to watch the fucking ports?!" He whisper-yelled.

- You scoffed. "I know the dude who just got a boner in the middle of a room full of overlords after dancing with me like some sort of hormonal teenager is not saying shit right now." You said, looking back at the door with slight concern.

- Vox glitched on what was assuredly a string of expletives directed at you, throwing down your coat on a nearby table and then sitting down next to it as he gripped his head trying to control himself.

- You were right, and it pissed him off. He really was overly pent up. As he calmed down slowly, he looked up again and saw you patiently waiting for him to calm down so he could properly speak again.

- "So what are you gonna do? Whack off in here?" You joked as he squirmed uncomfortably in his seat.

- He went to bite back at you, but then shut up for a few seconds, clearly thinking about something.

- You raised an eyebrow at him, silently looking you up and down, then watched as a grin spread across his face.

- "Get on your knees."

- Your blinked dumbly as you let out a disbelieving laugh. Ain't no way-

- "Your mouth is awfully big tonight. Maybe you should put it to use if you want to run it so much." He said - more demanded - with a raised brow.

- This motherfu- "Really?" You asked, strain clear in your voice. It was clear you weren't on board and were very much irritated that he was demanding you come suck him off right after he went ahead and blamed you for what was arguably definitely his bad.

- Vox's brow twitched, but despite his annoyance, he sucked it up and dug his claws into the table. "Please." He spat it out like it was disgusting to him.

- You slowly sighed as you watched him cringe, looking to the side as he bounced his leg in clear desperation.

- "Okay. But don't be loud." You wandered over to him, getting on your knees and placing your hands on either one of his thighs to position yourself comfortably. You heard him let out a breathless laugh above you, and looked up.

- His face was flushed and a bead of 'sweat' ran down his face with clear nervousness. "This is a terrible idea." He mumbled, lips twitching into an unsure smile.

- You raised you brow at him with a deadpan look, stopping in place.

- "Don't stop." He said. His heart was absolutely pounding with a mixture of fear, adrenaline and excitement, a dangerous mixture of emotions to feel while there was a party of some of the most high ranking people in Pentagram city in the next room.

- The music distantly echoed through the darkened, empty room. Pretty thick walls, but he wouldn't be taking any chances (or so he told himself).

- You hummed softly, knees already aching on the hard tile floor as you reached for the very obvious dent under Vox's belt, savouring the sharp inhale of breath he gave as you undid his pants.

- Pushing your hair back from your face, you deeply inhaled and then wrapped your lips around the twitching dick being arched into your face by a demon all too greedy for you to pleasure him.

- Really, it felt kind of laughable.

- This guy who constantly talked so much shit about being perfect in public - never displaying PDA, never behaving in a way that would bring shame upon yourself but particularly him - shoving his hard on into your mouth with utter desperation in the room next to an extremely prestigious event after getting a boner in public because you were dancing slightly intimately.

- Your cheeks flushed as he let out a loud groan. His head leaned back: prompting you to hit his clothed thigh to say 'shut the hell up'.

- It didn't take long before Vox was letting out stifled but still loud moans - completely ignoring your attempts to quiet him down, a clawed hand digging into your scalp to guide your mouth further onto him.

- You startled and let out a gargling whine as the toe of Vox's shoe began rubbing your clothed sex. You squinted slightly, brow furrowed as your eyes looked up at him to see his smirking face.

- "Yeah, eyes up here." He purred lowly with a chuckle, relishing the vibrations your voice made on his dick as he more firmly ground his foot against you.

- You looked back down as you began bobbing your head faster as the demon began rutting his hips excitedly into your mouth, you trying and failing to keep up with his messy pace.

- He was too far gone to give a shit as slurred praise slipped from his mouth rapidly.

- "Fucking hell you're so good. You're just perfect like this, doll." He panted.

- A fluttering warmth rocked through you at his words in combination with you grinding your hips against his shoe. It was so embarrassing and stress inducing to be in this position here, but Christ, you were turned on as well.

- You spluttered as his hips began pressing his dick too far in your mouth, the feeling of you choking seemingly only motivating him to go harder as his claw gripped your hair harder.

- This sadistic fucker. You squeezed your eyes shut, tears beading at the corner of your eyes as you were pushed down hard on his dick, hips snapping against your face. Vox let out a loud, animalistic growl, coming so deep inside your throat you didn't even taste it as you instinctively swallowed.

- The claw in your hair slowly let go as Vox panted, satisfied now, relaxing back into his seat.

- You pulled your mouth off of him with a loud pop, gasping in a deep breath of air as you could finally breathe properly.

- You stood up, looking down at him with a rather unhappy look on your face, particularly at the treatment there at the end.

- You'd be lying if this situation wasn't hot as fuck to you too, but that was beside the point-

- "Fuck." Vox huffed as he came down from his high, his hand sliding down his face, looking up at you calmly as he saw your irritated expression atop flustered cheeks.

- "Can we please go home now." You asked, fidgeting slightly. You hadn't exactly gotten your fill.

- "You want me that bad, huh?" He grinned slyly.

- Your eye twitched. "No, because we evacuated abruptly into this room and locked it, and you were moaning out like there wasn't a room full of people on the other side of the door while I blew you." You inwardly smiled as you watched his expression fall to embarrassment again as it dawned on him that he hadn't been much controlling his voice.

- You turned away, looking back at him over your shoulder. "And yes, because I want you. Let's just get the hell out of here. I want to be alone with you properly." You said.

- He laughed at that, but inwardly cursed himself. Did he really lack self-control that badly? Christ.

Masterlist

[teyamloving12]

Lesson Not Learnt

Warning: NSFW content(MDNI), choking, degradation, consental picture taking, dom!Neytiri, dom!Ronal, overstimulation, etc.

Pairing: Neytiri x Reader x Ronal

Synopsis: You still have not learnt your lesson yet you refuse your punishments. Neytiri and Ronal are mad which meant all hell just broke loose.

Request: For story: Continue the segment of the reader flirting with other girls/boys to make Ronal + Neytiri jealous. Neytiri (who’s usually a soft dom) turns rough and drags the reader to their mauri and ties them down + blindfolds them + doesnt touch them until Ronal comes in. She sends a pic to Ronal saying something like (idk something like “she’s wet for these boys and wants to be a whore but not us”). Ronal comes in and helps Neytiri punish them, both of them degrading the reader in the most dark ways. (Kinks the reader has: choking, being spanked, degraded, being used like a toy, size kink, slapped on the cheek). After the reader is fucked out the Ronal stuffs her fingers in their mouth and says they act like a spoiled whore and that they only belong to her + Neytiri. They dont stop and they take pics of each other overstimulating the reader for their camera rolls and put captions on each pic for them to have memories

Read part 1 here

You enjoyed the punishment from two days ago but you didn't really care about what would happen afterwards. You still continued to have your ways with the boys and girls in the village.

Neytiri sat outside of her marūi looking at you lovingly before her eyes widen. Who was the boy you were with? She really tried to talk you over of talking to others besides from her and Ronal. You have not learnt a thing from last time.

You were having your fun in public like you have no shame and even worse it was one of your brother's friends, the very same one she told to stay away from yet you didn't listen at all. You allowed the filthy thing to place his disgusting hands on you.

You allowed him to let him kiss on your soft skin like a hungry animal. She held enough. She walked over to you as you made out the boy on the far corner of the coast. You were so caught up in what you were doing you only heard the clearing of someone's throat in the background.

You looked up only to see a Neytiri who was furious. She pulled you off his lap and proceed to drag you to her marūi. "I'll talk to you later, sweetheart!", you yelled to the boy that still sat on the log. "No! She will not be seeing you anything!", Neytiri yelled back angrily.

You tried to pull your hand from hers but she was way stronger than you. "I have tried to be nice! But it is as if you wish for me to humiliate You!", she yelled in your marūi. You just couldn't stop by a whore, could you? You never eealized she was watching. She pushed you on your bed. Now you're sincerely afraid. You crawled back only to hit your head on the bedframe.

Noticing you were still in shock, she wrapped her hand around your throat. You hit her hand. You were being out of from air, you coughed as you struggled to remove her hands. Neytiri was never aggressive, it was usually Ronal who was rough with you. Your eyes were starting to close. You felt a tight grip on your hands.

You were so shocked you completely forget Neytiri was choking the hell out of you. You started to think of your 'punishment' with Ronal and clenched your legs together attempting to conceal your heat and the wetness from your cunt. She finally released you from her grip, you panted before your eyes widen. It was happening again. You were happy yet knowing Ronal's reaction just sent chills down your spine. "Final piece of the cake!", she said before covering your eyes with a cloth.

You squirmed expecting her to touch you. You were waiting all day and it was not your fault you liked a little action every now and then. You thrusted your hips into the air, a whimper were heard. "I am not touching You! Maybe if you behaved like I asked you to that this was not have happened again!", she scolded. "Such a fucking slut! When you're quiet, your beauty stands out. Throwing yourself out there to every boy that catches your eye, hmm?", she continued.

If she was so angry then how would Ronal react?

Neytiri hated the sky people yet a phone have its advantages. You hear a click after the other, afraid of the sound you shut your legs. Neytiri kissed the back of your thighs and licked the inside of them until they were forced open. She kissed your clit, making you pussy leak like a broken pipe. You hear another click and a vibration.

"Pretty girl isn't wet for us but these nasty boys in the village", Neytiri typed. You were overwhelming by the by the silence until an angry Ronal barged in. Now you were in big trouble! She was way more aggressive than Neytiri could be. No matter how much Neytiri's wrath began to show its true colors, it could never compare to Ronal's.

"Do this is what we do now, huh? I warn you countless times, child and you still did not heed my warning!", she shouted standing over your tied up body. "You are pathetic, that is what you truly are, pathetic! A disgrace to Eywa. ", she continued. Tears stung your eyes as they fell soaking the blindfold. "Please I said I was sorry, I'll never do it again. I'll even stop talking to boys and girls I promise!", you pleaded. She rolled her eyes. No amount of begging could even spare you.

You continuously begged hoping you would be able to change Ronal or even Neytiri's mind but received a harsh slap across the cheek. Ronal crawls down towards tour pussy and literally glared at it. "See? I told you she's not wet for us at all?", Neytiri said softly, cooing you as you sobbed. "Yes I am, I'm not wet for them! It's all You!", you said trying to hold back the tears from being punished again. " What did I say before, tìyawn?", Neytiri asked. "To stay silent.", you whispered. "That's right so shut the fuck up, you know Ronal is not going to show you mercy and as adorable as you are, a punishment is a punishment. It must be done.", she said. You felt her grabbing your erect nipples.

Almost moaning, Ronal spoke out. "Moan and see what happened!", you bit your lip so hard you tasted the bitter taste of your own blood in your mouth. Oh what this woman did to you! She continued to tease your puffy clit making it so hard not to moan. You tried to push her away with your hips but Neytiri just chuckled knowing your legs were already going weak.

Your breath hitched after Ronal bit on your clit hard. Your eyes rolled back, no girl or boy could have made you feel like this. In heaven with Eywa herself. Neytiri kissed your stomach going down to your inner thighs. Ronal pushed her fingers and curled them inside of you. Something in you snapped. Your mind was blank and hour eyes threatened to close from the overpowering yet slow movement of the two women. Neytiri grabs her phone and again you heard the click. You grabbed from the bedframe now unable to think straight. Neytiri looked seeing you like this, it was captivating. She was satisfied.

Ronal grabbed your hips allowing her tongue to slide forward down in your cunt. Her face was full of your juices yet she didn't care. You clenched about your tongue and one last movement allowing to squirt all over her face and the sheets of the bed. You were exhausting, Ronal sat on the side of the bed finally taking off your blindfold.

"You're a spoiled little whore and whores must be taught their lessons. You belong to no one but me and Neytiri! Test me once more and you will not like it!", she said with her fingers soaked in juices in your mouth. This was the last time you heard before passing out on the bed. Neytiri sat down showing Ronal the pictures under her album with beautiful captions of lustful thoughts.

Nothing was wrong with creating new memories and starting over. As for You, you were fucked if caught talking to anyone but the two women that stood before you.

[bluewinnerangel]

im so not thinking straight right now and i probably should take a minute to collect my thoughts, but im really fking emotional from that video louis posted just now. and seeing it as an acknowledgement and a thank you for all the rainbow projects. and like hes just.. showing pride?! and growth and like. just sharing vulnerability and the journey and- like. fucking hell louis. and fucking thank you joshua i assume shit this video is amazing. like. on another level. the fans highlighted and the stuff they had to say I love that, all the backstage footage packed together mixed in with the show and fan shots works perfectly, the pace the vibe the everything is just fucking chefs kiss. but then louis. what he says. the voice over. Im not processing this properly so in order to process i tried to quote the whole thing (please someone make this nicer im just fast rambling here but i think its correct obvs), he goes:

Louis:

its only been maybe 5 months or 6 months since ive been on the road, bit its felt like a long time ive b een itching to get back out here I really enjoyed myself yesterday im im looking forward to tonight, its just a bit of push and pull sometimes and thats thats thats part of the mental battle ehm at times but one things for sure you know idididi this is where i love to be i love to do those shows and i love to feel the energy of the crowd [then theres a pause and it goes to crowd shots of fans waving rainbows while SHEEE IS BEAUTYYYY] to come back and to tour this album it does feel different does feel special and a difference sense of accomplishment definitely

Fan1:

fan: trust whats going on around you and everything that you go through its just what makes you who you are like who you are as a person

Fan2:

his songs always have some form of encourangement in there hes def a big brother to all of us remind you to have faith in what you havent done yet and what you can do

and then the bit where im just bawling:

Louis:

like all this time and shes beauty i think werent as self explanatory werent as like obvious for me when i was imagining what theyd sound like live and i think steve and the rest of the bandlads(lol?) have done a brilliant job at that. sometimes when youre in your own head even tho you can see the people in front of you and and and in hindsight [this is where shots of rainbow project come in] you can see potentially the importance to it and when youre in your own head that just becomes background noise so ive i tried to be more conscious in the last couple of shows and be more like aware of those things spotting them and really taking them in

like fuck like i imasdf kjdsfamdlwj!?!!?!?!

[lorre-verie]

₊˚ʚ ᗢ. ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴏʀ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴛ. ꜰᴏᴜʀ ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

aka, the chapter where  the title of the series really comes into play.

the unfortunate pair: ao’nung x fem! sully! reader

chapter summary: crossing off stuff from your bucket list is fun, but in your opinion it was just going too slowly. so what if you sped things up a little? your decisions garner unexpected results, but i suppose in the end, you’re satisfied with the way they turned out.

warnings: cussing, kissing (just a light lil peck yk) reader being an absolute tease, ohmygawd the TENSION IM SCREAMINGGG, sully family shenanigans

word count: 4.7k 

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | masterlist

“I keep thinkin’, bout his angel eyes!” you belted out, eyes on the screen in front of you.

“I keep thinking, AAHHH!” Kiri followed, putting all her soul into the song.

Bucket List! 

Dance with a partner to my favourite song.

Drink alcohol

Go on your first date

Have a sleepover with my friends and siblings

Karaoke night

Have my first kiss 

Receive an oshalia flower 

Per your wishes, your family had graciously agreed to having a karaoke night in your marui. It was really a good thing that your tent was isolated from the rest of the metkayina’s, lest your neighbours would have to try and sleep through incessant screaming all night long. 

Your mother didn’t really want to participate though, understandably. And of course, your father followed her. Even though he really, really did want to join in on the fun, he loved your mother more than he loved Taylor Swift.

It had been a week since your official diagnosis, Norm and Max confirming your illness from all the way in the lab in the forest. But there was still hope for you. And they were doing everything in their power to find a cure. 

While they were probably pulling their hairs out, you and Kiri were singing your souls out, so passionately that even Eywa would stop the wind to listen to how unbelievably horrid hypnotising your voices were.

“LAST NIGHT, I WAS TAKING A WALK ALONG THE RIVER!” you half shouted, taking bold steps across the floor, your brothers laughing at your strutting.

“WHEN I SAW HIM TOGETHER WITH A YOUNG GIRL,” Kiri followed behind you, before pointing at Tuk’s rubber duck with a tophat (whom she dubbed Paul).

“AND THE LOOK THAT HE GAVE HER MADE ME SHIVER-” you scooped Paul up, ignoring Tuk’s whining. “Give him back!”

“CAUSE HE ALWAYS USED TO LOOK AT ME THAT WAYYYY!” Kiri and you sang in unison, back against each other, and you held Paul up to the light that seeped in through the night, glaring at him accusingly. 

Kiri yanked Paul from your hands and threw him down to the floor, much to your littlest sister’s distress.

“HEY!” Tuk screamed, crawling to save her poor Paul.

Just then, 3- no 4- metkayinan teenagers stepped through the flap of the marui, wondering what the hell the noises coming from your marui were. 

Veyä went through first, followed by Tsireya, Rotxo, then Ao’nung. You continued singing with Kiri, unbothered by their sudden presence. “What is going on here???” Rotxo practically screeched, trying to make his voice heard.

The four looked horrified at the alien technology in front of them, the giant projector showing the lyrics in english, and the mics in your and Kiri’s hands. 

Combined with the background music playing out of seemingly nowhere, it looked like you and your siblings were performing some sort of ritual.

“LOOK INTO HIS ANGEL EYES, ONE LOOK AND YOU’RE HYPNOTISED!” 

Eventually, with some explanation that this was not a demonic ritual from Neteyam, the metkayinans settled down to enjoy the show, you and Kiri breathless after finishing the song. You stumbled down to the floor, acting as if you were passing out. 

Lo’ak grabbed your mic and switched to a different song (a rap song 💀) and you crouched along the floor to talk to your friends and the frog. 

Veyä tilted her head, smiling welcomingly as you sat in front of her. Tsireya and Rotxo waved, and Ao’nung just..looked at you. 

“You’re all invited to a sleepover tomorrow night,” you smiled. 

Tsireya’s ears perked up. “A slumber party? Here?” she sat up straight.

“Yep, it’s going to be super fun. There’s gonna be a movie- I’ll explain what that is later-” you added, internally groaning at their confused faces, “and we can play some games! And after, you can sleep here. We have a few extra sleeping bags.”

“We’ll be there!” Tsireya almost shouted, she was clearly excited about spending some time with a certain someone who was stumbling over his words at the moment. “Won’t we, dear brother?” she turned to Ao’nung, a hopeful look on her face. 

He frowned, eyes flickering from Rotxo to Tsireya, who were both looking up at him with stars in their eyes. 

“Well I, for one, am definitely going to be there,” Veyä shrugged, angling her chin upwards. 

“We can go.” Ao’nung turned his head to you, the corner of his lip twitching upwards once he saw the bright smile etched on your face.

What he didn’t know was that beneath your “genuine” smile, your brain was meticulously planning all the ways you could trick him into doing whatever you wanted.

“Just wear whatever you sleep in,” you put your hands on the floor to push yourself back up. Eywa forbid Neteyam got to the tablet before you, he’d show off his singing skills like he was Ninat’s son and not your mother’s.

Soon you all were divided into 2 groups; the girls and the boys sat in separate circles, each one hyping their sully member up as they came up to sing. 

“It’s kinda like..a moving picture? A picture is like a memory captured in time, like you can see the videos- moving pictures- being displayed on the screen there” Kiri painstakingly explained to Veyä, who seemed to catch on rather quickly. 

“Where is Tuk?” Tsireya whispered to you with her signature sweetener smile. “I miss her presence.”

You looked back at her, about to respond, but you closed your mouth back up again once you saw that she wasn’t looking at you, but rather behind you. 

Lo’ak, you rolled your eyes, turning to confirm your suspicions.

Lo and behold; they were making sickening lovey dovey puppy dog eyes at each other, completely oblivious to you and your twin brother who were about to projectile vomit onto the floor right next to them. 

Rotxo was trying his best to pronounce the english words on the screen, but his singing was rather alright. Nothing compared to Neteyam, of course, but pretty good. 

You shared mirrored frowns with your older brother, shaking your head at the exact same time. You mouthed, “How’d he get a girl that quickly?” 

Neteyam shrugged, “It’s the good girl and bad boy trope.” 

You winced, remembering all the books you read about the relationship dynamic as a child. It was okay, but you loved the enemies to lovers and sad stories much more. *wink wink*

The best idea you’d ever conjured up in your life tugged at your lower lips, that devilish smile appearing on your face as it’s done every time you were about to dare someone to do something stupid. Neteyam picked up on this immediately, his eyes widening and immediately mouthing ‘NO’.

As you shook your head up and down, you both were unaware of Ao’nung confusedly looking back and forth at your wordless conversation, his fingers intertwined. He was an excellent lip reader, but you guys weren’t speaking na’vi, so he wondered if you guys just made up your own language.

‘I dare you to pretend you like her.’ you mouthed back, but by this time, Lo’ak had seen the words come out of your mouth. 

Alas, your beautiful plan was fooled. (but wouldn’t that be funny as hell)

You let out a laugh, covering your mouth as you did so. His eyes fell on you, gazing at the way your body buckled forwards, at the way your yellow eyes were fixed on the floor as you tried to stop the giggles spilling out of your mouth, at your w- 

“Hello??? Are you okay?” Tsireya waved her hand in front of his face, to which immediately jolted backwards like she was threatening to cut all of his beautiful hair off.

“Brother, are you sick? You seem very out of it today.” she crouched down in front of him concerned, for his eyes seemed like they were popping out of their sockets.

Today had been an incredibly stressful day for Ao’nung. He’d been unable to focus on any of his duties today, because of well, you.

You showed him a different side of yourself, above the petty insults and the snarky exchanges you two would have everyday. 

That night he didn’t see you as the nasty forest imp. 

He saw you, for you.

And he was unable to get you out of his mind for the whole day. 

“Ao’nung, the fish have all already gone at this point,” Tonowari signed. It was the next day; the day of the slumber party. 

The afternoon light seeped into the water, illuminating beautifully the hunting grounds that Ao’nung and his father would often traverse to together, and the Olo’eyktan quickly noticed his son’s strange behaviour. 

Ao’nung gripped his crossbow with such intensity that if he squeezed it just a little bit tighter, he’d be able to break it into two. Besides that, he was aiming at an empty spot in the sand, the rest of his body hidden from nothing by a rock structure.

As he stared at nothing, his father grew increasingly concerned. Tonowari tucked his knife into a strap wrapped diagonally across his chest, placing a hand on his son’s shoulder to get his attention. 

Ao’nung whipped around to face him, releasing the trigger on the crossbow as he did so. The arrow flew into sand, scattering tiny bits of it everywhere, floating aimlessly in the water. 

Tonowari simply shook his head with a slight frown, signing ‘Up.’ 

Even as they rose to the surface, Ao’nung’s heart felt like it was dropping lower and lower as he pushed his arms back. What if his father was angry that he was slacking off and getting lost in his thoughts? He should’ve been more focused- he should’ve been more aware-

“So, who’s the girl?” Tonowari half smirked, placing his hand on Ao’nung’s head. 

“What?” Ao’nung looked at his father, his eyes as wide as a tulkun’s.

“Don’t try to lie to me, son. I had that exact same look on my face when I was in love with your ma,” he chuckled, resisting the urge to ruffle Ao’nung’s hair– if that even was possible, being tied up into a bun. 

The frog said nothing, only parting his lips in surprise. 

First of all, why would his father assume he’d been thinking about a girl? He wasn’t. He was thinking of someone completely opposite a “girl.” No, no, no, absolutely NOT. You had attacked him, beat him up, left him with bruises on his beautiful face- Why would he like you??? (what he’s been repeating to himself for the past 24 hours)

Second of all, his father’s huge hand was threatening to ruin his beautiful hair. 

Third of all, ew, he didn’t need to hear another story of how his dad pined over his mother like his life depended on it. 

“Is it Veyä? I heard she’s been a hot topic with the teenagers these days,” his dad pondered, and he gagged in response. “Ugh, no way.” Ao’nung snorted, wanting to punch himself in his own face for not even trying to deny he was thinking about a girl in the first place. 

“Hm. I can see that.” Tonowari pursed his lips. “It doesn’t seem like you’d be her type either. From what I’ve heard, she’s much more popular with the girls.”

“Ew.” Ao’nung cringed, a shiver running down his spine at the thought of his childhood friend being subjected to such….affectionate thoughts? gossip? He didn’t know the word for it, he just knew it wasn’t something he wanted to hear.

“On that subject, is it a boy? Perhaps I’ve been getting all of this wrong.” Tonowari looked at his son, seemingly assessing who he thought he liked. 

“Dad, please no. I am not thinking of anyone,” he groaned, a pained expression on his face. 

“Bah! Nonsense! I know that look when I see it. I am wise beyond my years my son, you cannot fool me that easily.” Tonowari dismissed him, Ao’nung’s shoulders slumping down.

“It must be someone you’d be embarrassed about if you’re this desperate to get me off your back,” he jutted his lips out as he thought.

Ao’nung slapped a hand to his face, groaning even harder. He wasn’t even desperate. Was he?

His father let out a sharp gasp, looking at his son panickingly, seemingly choking on his words.

“What? What? Father, what is it?” Ao’nung swam closer to his father, brows knitted together in concern. He placed a hand on his dad’s chest, checking his heartbeat and breaths like his mother taught him. 

“Great mother-” Tonowari spurted out, causing Ao’nung a greater deal of worry. But upon examining his heart and the timing of his breathing, he seemed perfectly fine. 

“It’s that girl from the Sully’s, isn’t it?? What was her name- Y/N?” Tonowari stumbled over his words. 

“Great mother, father you had me thinking you were having a heart attack-” Ao’nung sighed in relief, backing away from his father who was in fact, not dying in front of him. But then his eyes widened. He had said your name. 

The look on Ao’nung’s face when they locked eyes said it all. 

“Dad NO-” 

“MY SON IS COURTING THE DAUGHTER OF TORUK MAKTO????”

“And remember, do NOT let any of the boys touch you,” Jake pointed his finger directly into your face. 

“Yes, dad, I get it.” you rolled your eyes, shoulders slouched and a pout on your face. 

Eclipse had fallen, and your dad for the past 5 minutes had been laying down all the ground rules for the slumber party as Neteyam and Lo’ak set the sleeping bags on the floor behind you, Kiri off to accompany the metkayinan teenagers here, and Tuk sleeping over at one of her little friend’s homes. 

“And that Veyä girl too, I don’t trust her. She’s already gotten your sister-”

“What??” you looked at him. 

“Yeah, didn’t you see them yesterday? They were giggling with each other and all,” he rolled his eyes, “and when I tried to talk to her about it she flipped me off. My poor baby is beyond saving.” 

“You’re insane, dude. She flipped you off cause there’s NOTHING going on between them. Honestly, I thought you watched enough romcoms to know they’re just friends? You’re getting so old.” you crossed your arms, a slight smile on your face as you teased your own father. 

Neteyam chuckled behind you. “If Lo’ak said that, he’d get 40 lashes right then and there.”

Lo’ak rolled his eyes, unable to say anything cause he knew his older brother was right. 

“Hey hey, first of all, don’t “dude” me, young lady.” 

You rolled your eyes, there he was with his over-a-100-year-old father attitude, like seriously didn't those expire in the 2050's?

“Second, I’m not that old alright?” 

You pursed your lips, holding back a laugh. 

“Third, there’s SOMETHING going on there, I’m tellin’ ya, but if you don’t believe me, just see for yourself,” he raised his arms in the air surrenderingly.

“And fourth, Neteyam, where’d you get that from? You guys know I have never punished any of you by physical force–” he was interrupted by Lo’ak’s scoff. 

“Hey, come on now.” he frowned, his heart sinking slowly, looking at how Lo'ak ignored him as he pat the wrinkles off his own sleeping bag.

“Y’know what, I’ll let your mother take over.” Jake whispered to you quickly. 

“Lo’ak, walk with me.” he called him over. Your younger brother begrudgingly agreed, and they stalked off into the night. 

“If he wasn’t such a troublemaker, he’d be the favourite child,” you stared at their backs as they disappeared into the trees, seemingly having a conversation. 

“Well you’re the favourite child and you’re a troublemaker.” Neteyam responded nonchalantly, shrugging behind you. 

“Well that’s just cause I have irresistible charm,” you smiled smugly at him, crossing your arms.

“Not to mention I inherited mom’s boldness, dad’s charisma, grandma’s wisdom, oh and I’m super talent- AGH” your list was interrupted by Neteyam throwing a pillow right smack into your face. 

He laughed in your face, using the walls as support. You were about to throw the pillow back at him, raising your arm and gathering the force in your shoulder, but your mother stopped you. 

“Y/N,” she leaned on the archways to the entrance of the marui, one of her hands holding up the flap. “Come. I wish to talk to you,” she gave you a small smile.

You dropped the pillow immediately, hopping outside after your favourite parent (shh, don’t tell Jake), abandoning Neteyam in the process. 

“I suspect your father has given you enough rules to work with?” she smiled knowing how protective Jake was of you (AND your siblings, of course).

You nodded rather aggressively, and she laughed slightly, the sound spreading a warmth into your heart. She hadn’t really been the same since the news about..you know. 

As you stood there with her, feeling her left hand tenderly pressed against the side of your head, you couldn't help but be grateful for her unwavering support. 

With a small smile on her face, she shared the news that your dad's friends had made a discovery - something that could potentially cure you. “But they are unsure,” she trailed off, lips straightening into a thin line. 

You could see the tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes, but you pretended not to notice.

You wished above all else you could say something, anything, to comfort her, but you knew that this was something beyond your control. At least, for now. 

Without uttering a word, she pulled you into a gentle embrace, holding you close as you both hoped for a brighter future. It was the type of hug a mother would give if her only daughter was leaving for something like college.

But permanently. 

You felt her basically crush your lungs, but you didn’t bother commenting about it. Luckily for you, she noticed how hard she was gripping you and loosened up a bit. 

“Have fun tonight.” she whispered into your ear. You nodded, and the pain around your body served as a reminder of how much you meant to her.

You finally broke away from her death hug, waving a goodbye as your mother went away with her arms interlocked with your dad’s for their fun little date night. 

“I hope they have fun.” Lo’ak stepped up behind you, watching your parents head to the ikrans together. “Just not too much fun, we really don’t need another sibling.”

“Ew! Why would you even say that??” you covered your mouth with your hand, unable to get the image out of your head, as Lo’ak laughed. 

“That’s what I said like 7 years ago, and then Tuk appeared.” he shrugged, a cheeky smile on his face as he scampered back into the marui before you could hit him on the head. 

“Lo’ak!” you sighed, following him back inside to wait for the rest of your friends to attend. 

“Lo’ak, I dare you to take a dip in the water!” 

“WHAT?” Lo’ak yelled. “Please bro, it’s freezing cold at night!” he pleaded to Rotxo, practically gruelling at his feet as the metkayina simply held in a laugh. 

“It’s alright baby bro, worst case scenario, you’ll get hypothermia and die.” Kiri commented, waving her hand around in the air as she did so, Veyä giggling in response. 

The metkayinans were getting situated with your favourite game, which would’ve made you super excited under normal circumstances. But your mind was stuck thinking about your bucket list. How in Eywa’s name were you going to find someone to go on a date with you? 

You could’ve just asked Veyä, but unfortunately, your dad seemed to be right. Kiri and Veyä had sat directly next to each other, and everytime one of them spoke, they’d look at each other like… ew? Okay, we get it?

Rotxo was 100% oblivious to Kiri and Veyä’s relationship so unfortunately, he was still pining over your dear sister. So he was out of the question. 

If you even tried to imply anything to Tsireya, Lo’ak would slit your throat while you were sleeping. 

And Ao’nung would never say yes. 

You would have to find some other metkayinan your age, be friends with them, woo them over, and ask them to go out on a date with you, and then have to explain to them that you were dying soon. So, that was out of the question too since you didn’t even have the energy for the first step.

“Ah Lo’ak, don’t be such a wuss.” Neteyam slapped Lo’ak on the back, earning a hoarse growl from the boy. 

“After all, you have an audience,” he whispered, subtly nodding his head to point in Tsireya’s direction, and once he did, it’s like a fire arose within Lo’ak’s chest. He stood up immediately, stomping outside. 

“It looks like he’s got his source of motivation.” Veyä chuckled wryly, and everyone went up to follow them. 

Everyone except you and the frog. 

“Are you not going to watch?” the frog spoke, eyes blinking slowly. He hugged his knees as he sat, his usually neat bun having strands flow down the sides of his face. With that, you realised that you’d be able to see him with his hair down tonight, which was certainly interesting to think about.

“Hm, no. I’m busy contemplating the best way I can do something that I need to do,” you responded, looking down at the floor. But then you thought about the game. 

Oh.

Oh.

Your gaze switched from the floor to Ao’nung immediately, a light twinkling in them like nothing you’d ever experienced before. As he tilted his head, wondering what was up with you and your sudden mood swings, your resolve was set.

The right half your mouth curled up into the most wicked smirk he’d ever seen on you. Goosebumps ran down his shoulders down to the very tips of his fingers, his lips parting subconsciously. Just then, Lo’ak burst through the flap of the marui. 

“JESUS BALLS THATS FUCKING COLD” was one of the endless strings of profanity he shouted out as he grabbed a cloth from near his sleeping bag, rubbing it all over his soaking wet body in desperate attempt to free himself from the chains of being ‘shitting my ass freezing’. In order, Tsireya, Neteyam, Kiri, Veyä, and Rotxo came inside, laughing their behinds off. 

By the time Ao’nung looked back at you, you looked as sweet as the dessert they’d serve at the day of an official mating, sitting cross legged with your hands placed on your knees, blinking your eyes innocently with a seemingly genuine smile on your face, acting like nothing had happened just moments before. 

The laughter died down slowly, Lo’ak’s breaths becoming shaky as he struggled to regain his body heat. The order of the circle went: Neteyam, Lo’ak, Tsireya, Ao’nung, Rotxo, You, Kiri, and then Veyä. So by the rules, it was your turn to ask someone a truth or dare. 

You pretended to look around, pretended to consider your options, pretended that you didn’t have everything planned out in your head already. 

“Ao’nung.” you smiled innocently. 

“Truth or dare?” you tilted your head to the left, trying to make your smile seem as innocent as possible so that it would seem wrong.

So wrong that he’d think you’d have a trap for him placed on truth. As he took his time thinking, he decided that you couldn’t possibly make him do something that would genuinely inconvenience him if he picked dare. 

“Dare.” he nodded, and Neteyam’s eyes widened, knowing first hand how cruel your dares would be. Your smile turned wider on the right side, the sweet smile now turned into a grin of malicious victory.

He cringed; he knew that look. The look that would make the person his dear twin sister dared regret all their life decisions leading up to that very point. Would you make him lick the sand? Would you make him dance for everyone? Would you make him cuss out his friends without explanation? The possibilities were endless-

“I dare you,” 

everyone held their breath.

“to go out on a date with me.” 

And the circle erupted. 

Neteyam was the first to react, letting out an extremely loud WHAT THE FUCK, Lo’ak let out a high pitched squeal that would’ve been Tsireya’s if she wasn’t covering her mouth out of surprise, Kiri’s jaw dropped straight to the floor, Veyä was just impressed, and poor Rotxo didn’t even hear what you had said. 

And Ao’nung? 

Oh, Ao’nung.

He was frozen. 

Veyä started to hush everyone down, intrigued by the reason you’d even suggest that idea.

Without a single word leaving his lips, Ao’nung stood up, walking behind Rotxo. Then he grabbed your hand and led you outside, Veyä and Tsireya sending whistles and ‘whoops’ your way, and Rotxo had joined the fight in trying to push Neteyam back before he kicked Ao’nung in the shin. 

You would’ve thought his grip on your wrist would hurt, but it didn’t. He was surprisingly gentle with you, and you willingly did most of the work getting yourself there.

He pulled you in front of a tree, his face just centimetres from yours. You looked up at him amusedly, smugly, even. 

“Is there anything I can help you with, Ao’nung?” 

His proper name on your tongue sounded like the most bitter of venoms and the most sweet of honeys to him at that moment. He searched your eyes as if he’d find anything other than yellow and black in them, and you stood there, back pressed against the smooth bark of the tree. 

“Why?” he whispered, the huskiness of his voice combined with his metkayinan accent sending a delicious blaze down your spine. 

“Why not?” you replied coolly, going so far as to let your eyes wander down his face, landing on his lips for a brief second. 

It didn’t look like it, but you were doing your best to keep your heart from pumping out of your chest. He was so painfully close to you, his right leg in between yours. 

He was already confused about you–– everything about you made his head spin. You spoke not truth nor lies, always in riddles. You were a troublemaker yet deemed responsible. Your personality was blazing hot, yet your skin always felt cold to the touch. 

His eyes landed on your cheek, a tiny scratch embedded between the stripes that adorned your face like a piece of beautiful art. You were smaller than him in every aspect, yet you were stronger. 

His attention turned to the little strip of hair above your eye, which enunciated the differences between you even further. You were a human, but you were also na’vi. 

Then, his eyes finally fell on your smile. It described you like no other part of your face or body did. It could smile like a goddess but grin like the devil. 

Without thinking, he leaned in (rather harshly, as you recall), pressing his lips to yours. 

Bucket List!

Dance with a partner to my favourite song.

Drink alcohol

Go on your first date

Have a sleepover with my friends and siblings

Karaoke night

Have my first kiss 

Receive an oshalia flower 

It was just a small peck, and you both pulled away in an instant, and you looked at his neck blankly. 

This was NOT what you intended.

You wanted a date and instead you got a kiss, but hey, something crossed off is something crossed off, righ—

His fingers pulled your chin up, interrupting your panicked train of thoughts. And the moment you looked into his eyes, you knew you were fucked. 

You turned him insane. He spent the last 2 days thinking of not kissing you and there you both were. 

As you both took a breath and processed things, Ao’nung brushed his thumb over his lips to see if he wasn’t dreaming, which made you smirk just a teeny tiny bit. (You were on the verge of screaming your lungs out cause what in the divinity of Eywa just happened?)

“So… I take it it’s a yes to that date?”

“...can you shut up”

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | masterlist

STOP iiiiiiidk if that was the right thing to DOOO my plan for the first kiss was not supposed to be in this part but it just happened and i think it’s good??? Idkkkkkkkkkkkkkk im having doubts but i hope u guys enjoyed it 😭 

but as for the rest of the slumber party they def stopped playing truth or dare because of neteyam, so they watched a movie instead, then they played charades, would you rather and whos most likely to :) originally i was planning on including all those things but it’d be way too boring and way too long so 💀 nvm!!!!!

So yeah! as always, i appreciate you all so much 💗💗💗💗 tysm for your support on this series! it means so much to me, you couldn't imagine.

much loved, lorre.

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keeho

— i have him up here bc i feel like out of the rest he’d be more educated on the subject of braids and etc (yknow with growing up in canada and stuff). he’d be really focused, eyeballing the part he’s supposed to cut hard asf. music is definitely a must, and y’all sit together enjoying the peace while sza, aaliyah, and etc play in the background. i feel like he’d also convince you to wear out that braided bob you get after cutting them shorter 😭. he’d still be there to help you comb out your hair, i feel sorry if you’re tender headed cause let one knot get stuck on that comb and he yanking that bitch out 😞.

jongseob + jiung

— for these two i don’t think they’d have problems. they’d be so cautious though, constantly asking “right here?” when you’ve already told them numerous times that that’s where they needed to cut. listen they just don’t want to accidentally cut your real hair and have you walking around with patches missing 🤕. right after y’all finish, jongseob would be quick to recommend you new braiding styles even willing to pay for them. and jiung would gladly take over for you completely when your hands start to cramp up during the process.

intak

— you didn’t even ask if he could help you, he just parked himself right next to you and asked where to start. but willingness ≠ capability. you had to guide him through the whole process to the point where you should’ve just done it ya self 😭. he’s such a cutie though and he just wants to learn, constantly asking questions in between instructions to make sure he understands all the way. after a minute, he told you he had it and didn’t need anymore help. did he end up cutting it too short? YUP. did he have the heart to tell you? hell nah 😞.. and til that day you still don’t know.

soul

— i actually struggled figuring out where i should put him so i put ‘em here 🤓. i feel like he’d be similar to intak but in a different way. like if you asked he’d be willing to help, but you’d have to guide him through everything. something i think would be different is that he’d play entirely too much. like he’d cut the right spot, then gasp all hard like he cut the wrong one and give you a mini heart attack for no reason. now that i’m thinking more on it you might just have to pre-cut them then let him unbraid them from there, bc me personally i would not trust this nigga with scissors next to my head. but back to playing too much, and this is something i did all the time as a kid, i feel like he would definitely play with the scraps that came from the braids yall just took out instead of throwing them away. you’re just minding your black business, trying to comb out your hair and here go this fool bunching them up and dropping them on your head. 😭

theo

— this nigga here boyyy 😭, i had to take it to the gc for him. and we feel like he’d actually be little to no help. he’d take out like two braids before he’d start whining about being tired and his hands hurting. y’all would have to constantly take breaks, dragging the process out by hours. eventually, he’d pull through though and start helping fr. then when y’all done, he’ll lie and brag about how he did the most work. it’s all love though, just get your get back when he wants you to help him wash his hair.

LEAST

✦ - i think i’ve decided since there is such a lack of representation for us when it comes to kpop fics, mostly what i am going to write is going to be directed to black readers. currently i’m working on four (two more p1harmony ones, twitch streamers/vtubers soul and reader, and han jisung with a male black reader 🤯)

🎧ྀི : smile - lily allen

@sosaverse™

[lights-camera-ask-tion]

Lights.... Camera.... EDD-TION... huh!!!! huh???... was that?? was that funny???......

Ok I'll leave. Whoops, it seems like our boys have been subjected to the hell that is community theater all for their individual reasons. Follow them on their many misadventures as they put together a nondescript play run by none other than EVIL- I mean normal director Bing Bingbong! (And his bodyguard Larry).

Here YOU can get some behind the curtain information on how the production is going, how cast and crews are doing and many other things of asking nature by pressing that little button at the top!

With that out of the way let's do a little role call for our cast here! Wait what do you mean only one (and a half) of our guys act in this?

more below! (*RULES AT VERY END!*) (sorry)

Edd (CREW • PROP/SET DESIGN)

Looking for a little extra cash one day Edd comes across a TV ad about a few spots open in the theater for an upcoming , unnamed production. Naturally his friends sat close by also watching. Together they decided they'd go in, try their hand at it and once the show was over put together all the money they got and split it equally. Edd easily got into props and set design because Bing knew he was an artist and for a director he's fairly lazy when it comes to assigning jobs and roles. Edd doesn't really struggle all too much with props and sets due to his prior painting experience. But the behind the stage activities and chaos get to him a bit. Needless to say he's just a inch more tired than his usual self

Matt (ACTOR • UNDERSTUDY)

Matt got assigned as an understudy for the lead role which he was pretty bummed out about at first! But as time went on the lead had fallen ill. Matt was the temporary lead! Good for him. Bing didn't really think about the repercussions of having Matt as an understudy for the lead but it's already pretty far in the show to change things around in Bing's eyes. He's just a bit stuck up... stuck up enough to make everything about himself and to be fair his, his well everything skills are a bit subpar. But not many people are signing up for this production he'll do!

Tom (BACKGROUND CHARACTER • AUDIO)

You would think Tom would just take one job but unfortunately just a week prior to this his guitar Susan had fallen apart (wow so unexpected amiright--.) In order to make enough money to fix her Tom had taken a background role. Should be easy, he has to say only one line! Well Tom doesn't know this yet but uhm! He has horrible stage fright, he freezes the instant he's made to act and this is just one miniscule line before he can just go back up to the sound stage and get that done but this one line stumps him. Will he be able to act by the end of pre-production??

Tord (LIGHTING)

Tord took lighting because it was there. Bing didn't care just as much as Tord and he could use a few dollars. Though he's the only one who openly finds it a bit weird that Bing is making a play that isn't even titled... and seemingly has little to no plot aside from a few things pulled from other movie scripts of Bing's past. He slacks off a lot and spends most of his time doing odd tasks and just floating around (occasionally causing mischief) (ok what am I saying he has purposely made stage lights fall on people before). He doesn't really like that the sound studio is right in the same room as the lighting booth. This will be fun.

Now that all the fun stuff is out of the way let's glance over at the rules and regulations!

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- The people behind this account are both minors and would rather not have sexual asks or comments made about the au

- No ships are really present at the moment for right now this is mostly focused on the guys misadventures

- The main tag for all the tasks goes under "EDD-tion asks". Some non ask drawings and events will be shown under the tag "#EDD-tion comic". Occasionally art that isn't a ask or event will be under "#EDD-tion art." And for all who wish to draw fanart (would be very awesome!!) you can tag this account and or post under a fanart tag (#LCE fanart, #Lights, Camera Edd-tion (fanart/art) etc)

- As for non art related tags. "#Off-stage" is for out of character posts, "#Important" is for announcements.

---Enjoy the show!

[starl3ght]

Heyy star love love your work so far and was wondering if I could get a gaz reader hc ?❤️❤️

THANK YOU FOR THIS!! I love this man so much he’s perfect material❤️👄❤️

I really hope this seems accurate and to your liking <3

//~Kyle “Gaz” Garrick hcs~//

A/N: I was working on this a while ago I just forgot about it. Glad I could add the stuff I needed🥹 Currently in the process of more hcs, I’ll definitely post Alejandro or Soap depending on how much I write the this week. I’ll also be doing a little König oneshot because I love bae

Enjoy!!😍✨

Contains: Fluff, 18+, mentions of sex, little angst, just genuine hcs

Minors watch yourselves!!

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• Ok Gaz definitely fell for you when he first saw you. Love at first sight is what it was oh yes

• I see him as a dog person. Will randomly pet dogs on the street or bring a puppy in the house😭

• HE IS VERY SMART! Definitely was an honor student. He knows literally every subject he was ever taught in school

•When he comes home to you and you’re awake he’ll pick you up and you wrap your legs around his waist then he pulls you in for a kiss.

• If you’re asleep he’ll silently put his duffle bag in the living room and walks into your shared bedroom watching your sleeping form.

• “I’m home love…” he whispers sweet nothings into your ear and kisses your forehead then leaves the room to shower

• You go car cruising together at night in the city lights with any nice song playing. Most likely Passionfruit by Drake or some Weeknd

• Sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night and see his side of the bed is empty. You got confused a bit but when you walked into the living room to look for him, he was laying on the couch watching the recording of the basketball game he missed while he was out

• He just looks at you for like 5 seconds and gives you a playful smile “You wanna watch with me love?” Why the hell not🤷‍♀️

• You lay on top of him under the blanket and watch the game literally at like 2 am

• Arguments are rare. But when you do just prepare for some heartbreak

•If you have tears streaming down your cheeks he might release some too

•He’ll pull you into him and apologize while kissing the top of your head.

• When it comes to comfort, you’re both there for each other. When you cry he’ll hold you. “It’s alright, you’re ok love...”

• Some nightmares here and there sometimes. You’ll talk to him until he feels better and he hugs you.

• Now this may be odd. But no matter how late it is he’ll take you to the living room and have jazz music playing in the background while he slow dances with you.

• Price knows about you so he treats you really well. Really good friends actually

• Ghost would probably be casual about it. He knew about you when he and Gaz were taking out some enemies and they just talked to pass time.

• “Bloody Jesus, Gaz you really did a number on em mate.” Gaz loaded his gun again before turning to Ghost. “Yea, just wanna finish quick so I can get back home to my birdy.”

• Now Ghost was oddly curious. He turns to Gaz “You got yourself a lass huh? That’s nice mate” Gaz and Ghost turn back to the enemy soldiers, “yea…it is nice” he has a smile on his face

• Soap also finds out eventually and just spits out questions about you. Ghost slapped the back of his head so he could leave Gaz alone. Good job Ghost

• The 18+ now ong

• 🎶Sex, money, feelings dieeeee🎶

• Soft dom definitely

• Will never pressure you until you’re ready

• When you do, he knows how to use his voice👁👄👁

• Focuses on both of your experiences when he’s inside of you and whispers ‘I love you’ so many times

• holds your hands very tight like you could slip away from him

• Will indeed look after you well. Kissing you and in the bath he probably plays around with the bubbles to make you laugh🌹🥹

• ONG BUYS YOU STARBUCKS!!!😭😭

• Literally if you’re shopping and you come across it you just tug on his sleeve and you point at it. He’ll smile at how cute you look like a child and will buy whatever drink you want

• Little pillow fights, might’ve ripped a pillow once and feathers were everywhere in the room but you’re both laughing too much

• He literally has you pinned to the floor sometimes playfully and you caress his cheeks smiling at each other and you lean up to kiss him.

• Gaz is just a sensual, loving, amazing partner in my eyes.

• Would do absolutely anything for you

[axcel-lucci]

Law x fem!reader

Background: (y/n) was never seen blushing, not even law himself. Not until tonight 😈

Btw: put your head out the gutter if you're thinking this is an nsfw post :)

Law was so spent the whole day, considering he has to deal with Shachi and penguin's constant bickerings and then trying to convince law to go out with his partner to relax.

As soon as he entered his quarters, he noticed (y/n) sleeping soundly on the bed. Just seeing her made all his stress go away and felt himself relax and smile knowingly.

Closing the door and locking it before going around the bed to place his stuff on the sofa and changed his uptight clothes to a much more warmer and comfortable ones he consider his 'pajamas'.

It was just a pair of gray sweats and bare top. Normally, he would colourize his shirts to match his bottom but it was a little warm tonight so he wants to feel his cold girlfriend up while also warming her up.

He turned around to go back to the bed only to see her snuggled in his hoodie, the blankets covering from her waist down.

Her expression was the same, like it always was when asleep... She had a small frown and lightly scowling from time to time.

Law hummed and walked over to the bed and sneak underneath the blankets; placed himself by his side by one of his arms under his head while the other reached out to brush away stray strands of her hair away.

(Y/n)'s expressions slowly soften and her head kinda turned to where his hand was by reflex to feel more of his warmth.

He smiled softly and cupped her cheek before rubbing it with his thumb. She stirred awake and groaned for a few moments and looked at law who was smiling like an idiot right now

"Law... What... Shouldn't you rest? You have a lot of work tomorrow, it's inspection day" she muttered, "and also... Why are you smiling like you've won something so blatantly obvious?"

"First if all, I was about to go to rest but saw your pretty face... You relaxed in my touch... And secondly, yes. I've won something so blatantly obvious..." He chuckled to himself and kissed her forehead.

"O-oh... I see..." She mumbled as law went down and buried his face into her chest while wrapping his arms around her waist.

he inhaled her scent happily and hummed, "you smell wonderful... And very cool to the touch"

"Really?? Thanks. I used a new lotion today, thought it'd be too much" she huffed a small laughter

Law kind of smiled even wider, "let me guess..." He inhaled a lot of her for a bit, "it's strawberry and... Something else?"

"Yeah... It's strawberry and lemon, actually... I don't know how those two got together... But they smell wonderful"

"Mhm... I will say that" he buried his face even deeper

She wrapped her arms around his back and he felt her gloved fingers traced his very bones and caress his shoulders in an almost taunting manner.

"Don't you get some sort of fastigue from wearing your gloves a lot?" He asked, "you don't need to answer if you don't feel like it"

"It's alright... I wear gloves a lot but I don't use the ones that trap moisture, so no... They don't get fatigue, maybe they do if they become sweaty."

He nodded, "that's good to know..."

It was silent for a while before pulling his hand and ran it down her sides to her hips, he can feel (y/n) shudder at the small touch and continued down her legs and noticed she wasn't wearing any pants so her legs were bare for him to touch and feel.

Her thighs were soft and plush, just like what he imagined, but was littered with scars. He stopped his hand when they were at the back of her knee, he pulled on them to make her leg cuddle his own waist

"L-law...!" She stammered, "is it alright??"

He nodded, he barely hear her stammer before, so this definitely was something he's surprised, but not a lot about. "Yeah it's fine, your thighs are smooth... No wonder sleeping with my head on your lap was a good idea." He joked and looked up at her

Only to stop laughing when he saw her red face. Her cheeks, her ears, and hell. Even her neck was starting to redden.

Her eyes glowed a tad bit more with want and need as her pupils were blown wide; shaped into big old hearts as well. She soon turned her head to bury her face to the pillow while her hands hurried themselves into his hair forcing his head to bury into her boobs.

Law was a bit enraptured. He was... Impressed? He LIKED her flustered expression. Or was it embarrassment?

He pushed himself up and face her with his head on the pillows.

Her eyes were half lidded, only fluttering when the gaze she had on the pillows weaken a bit

Law placed his hand on her cheek and made her look at him. Hesitantly, (y/n) made eye contact with him only to regret staring into his gold eyes.

"L-law...?"

He just didn't give himself time to think, he surged onwards and kissed her, taking her by surprise but kissed back a couple of moments later.

Her arms wrapping around his neck and his hands wrapped around her waist to pull her closer. They pulled away almost taunting one another with lingering breaths

Law smiled and slowly leaned in to kiss her again, she leaned up to him and softly kissed, it slowly turned into a pure burning passion when law had his hands slip down from her waist and caress her legs in a loving manner while she did the same to his chest and back.

[tumblingxelian]

ML Season 6 Wish Fulfillment Outline

This is never going to happen but its what I want to happen, so here's the gist:

Starts in media res like the first season, Akuma are causing trouble on Lila's behalf but are being easily handled by the team.

But if you look closely you can see a Red Akuma flittering in the background sometimes that fuses with the person post purification.

Marinette's life is basically perfect, old friends and new a boyfriend, no school bullies, its great.

We see that Lila's new identity has managed to weave her way into Marinette, Adrien, Kagami & Felix's circle.

When we see Lila operating its obvious she has an accomplice who is powering her up as Nathalie once did Gabriel for Heroes Day.

This person is Chloe, seemingly being controlled via the Amok-Bracelet from season one & described as "empty" by Lila.

Things start going off the wheels however when Lila 'finds out' about Kagami's Amok & questions if she really knows she loves Felix or not.

Kagami finds out that while Felix never commanded her to love him, he did make it so she had a rose tinted view of him. He offered to let her do the same to him. She Akumatized & thrashed him, causing his Miraculous to be taken.

To his nominal credit, Felix does accept he did a terrible thing and refuses to Akumatize over it to 'get his happy ending. This causes Marinette to realize that she can't keep hiding things from Adrien and reveals the truth.

Suffice to say, lots of drama, they are on break at best, Marinette does Akumatize but pulls out of it as she keeps getting flashes of stuff she feels bad about that undermines her sense of anger.

Lila delights in the suffering & its revealed she is actually Chameleon. Basically, Hawk Moth harassed her dreams with Akuma to prime her for Heroes Day but it led to an Akuma being born inside her that took over, now it wants god hood.

This is also where we find out, Chloe was the one who broke the Peacock when Audrey made her. Thank you @generalluxun which is also why her Amok doesn't let one command her, but merely makes her easier to Akumatize if one has it. Lila briefly freaks out but determines she & Kgamai who is now under her thrall, are 'empty. We see a gold & red Akuma vanish into her back.

Things continue to progress with escelating Kuma & Sentimonster attacks & also Adrien prodding into various bits of his life that confuse him.

He & Marinette are secretly attending therapy sessions, but the camera makes it seem like they are always alone rather than sometimes.

This includes finding out Jean cannot find where Chloe lives to send Mr Cuddles & Jean musing on caring more about her than either of her parents did given their Akuma to Zoe after she & Andre have their first fight from her acting overshadowing his film making skill.

We also find out after an Anance battle that Kim is indeed afraid of spiders & even Marinette has no idea what the hell the spider prank is about. Lila muses that was something she orchestrated in secret to further isolate Chloe & only she & Adrien had even been in that pool.

This is when the cast start putting together someone very deft is pulling the strings and there is likely more going on, putting Chameleon on the clock.

We see gold & red Akuma link with Caline, Jean, Sabrina, Felix, Marinette & Adrien in secret. Also Adrien via Plagg maybe discovering Chloe & Kagami have been captured in his own investigation, & while they get away its an important reveal.

Everything comes to ahead when Lila plans to reveal Marinette's lies about Gabriel to the whole world... & gets beaten to the punch by Ladybug telling the truth.

There's still enough anger to utilize but its not what she wanted, especially as hating Marinette/Ladybug is what keeps the Akuma going & without it she'll fade.

Lots of big battles with lots of Akuma & those with red & gold reveal themselves as basically harboring parts of Chloe & Kagami's psyche that are rebelling against Lila & want to help.

A big show of Marinette's growth is that she both trusts them and is willing to make a group plan, with a lot of emphasis placed on Adrien's contributions to the plan.

Especially as it involved him becoming Chat Blanc and attacking Ladybug to distract Lila & make her feel she's won. Though Rena is on back up with illusions.

An Akumatized & transformed Sabrina breaks into Chameleon's base with Lila's mothers when it seems like she's won & the Mega-Akuma activates, letting Lila split herself from Chameleon who is them protected by Nino.

We see the mothers searching for Lila in background scenes throughout the season.

Chameleon makes a last gasp attempt for the Miraculous, but the illusions drop & she gets sucker punched with Cataclysm the thousand butterflies that made her up being purified by a Mega Miracle Cure.

The final episode is basically falling action showing the next year taking place, covering stuff like:

Marinette & Adrien's therapy sessions & the emphasis on the idea of being happy on one's own terms over someone else's.

The Kwami all spoiling their finally returned siblings as well as a subtly resolution with Chloe & Pollen.

New shows demonstrating how Hawk Moth manipulated the likes of Chloe & Lila to help sway public opinion.

Lila re-integrating into society.

The rich kids with shitty parents divorcing them to thunderous applause.

Jean taking over the hotel.

Marinette & Chloe's resolution, with Chloe conceding it wasn't the other girls job to salvage her & Marinette saying she has a better idea of how someone could choose to do things they know are bad for love.

A lot of minor fun things showing emerging dynamics like study and gaming sessions ETC.

Finally it caps off in the park where the statue of Gabriel has been replaced by a giant glowing dance floor. XY, Nino, Jagged Stone & Kitty Section are performing at the first annual Kwami Family Reunion Celebration.

We see more stuff, like Chloe & Kagami seemingly being together & talking with Juleka. Zoe and Lila dancing to the music. Kwami celebrating and chilling with people. Felix & Sabrina engaging in a spirited debate. The Guardian Monks doing a choreographed dance.

Then cap off with Marinette & Adrien taking five away from the party to talk and decide to give it another go. No secret identities, no secrets and not no surprises as both reveal a present for the other.

& that's how I'd handle that!

[tearsofthekingdomcountup]

26 Days until Tears of the Kingdom Release. I believe today is Orthodox Easter so happy Easter to those who celebrate. Also I hope everyone had a lovely weekend and that we can continue the hype for TOTK for the next 26 days.

Spoilers under the cut because I'm still not done with the trailer.

Pokemon Sword and Shield? Nah. Zelda Sword and Shield. I already love fuse so much. Sticking a royal claymore and royal shield together and then using that to parry an attack is insane.

At first I thought this thing was a Goron but upon a closer look it's got a symbol on it. I'm guessing this ball that moves so fast and leaves flames in it's wake is some sort of game/challenge that the Goron's cooked up. Probably minigame related, like the Challenge at Gut Check Rock or that one challenge where Link has to stand the heat.

The trampoline thing is so sick and seeing the other flying boats makes me think of how fun it would be to travel by bouncing from one to the other. Also Tulin is more grown up in this shot, proving that a few years have passed between BOTW and TOTK (at least Link and Zelda got some time to themselves before everything went to hell.) It's also my belief that just cause Link is flying with Teba and not Tulin does not mean something bad happened to Teba. I think Teba took over as Chief of the Rito so he's a bit too busy to pull stunts with Link.

Glowy hand. Also this sequence was so satisfying, even more so than a parry or a bomb. Octoroks always hit you at the most inconvenient of times so it's nice to uno reverse their attacks back at them. Also I wonder if reversing time on one object slows/stops time for everything around it as well but leaves Link free to move. I think that's how it works and if so then I'm looking forward to seeing how it can be used in combat against groups.

This looks like a neat side quest but also at the same time it reminds me of the escort mission in Twilight Princess. Hopefully this one is far nicer to me then than the TP quest.

Looks like Link really fused a rocket to his shield. Also he's on Eventide island with all his stuff so we probably won't see a repeat of that shrine quest, at least not on this island. I keep thinking about how funny it would have been for Majora's Mask Link to travel to the moon via rocket in order to fight Majora. Link technically already has experience with space travel of a sort so guess it's not surprising they finally gave him a rocket.

Speaking of space travel, MOON JUMPS. Yup, these steps absolutely have to deal with funky gravity and I'm sticking to that point (too many reactors keep saying time.) These steps also look like they lead to a giant platform, a perfect place for a boss fight, and with the weird goo in the background I'm guessing the boss fight is with the black and purple ink like alligator we see later in the trailer. If we are getting dungeons again, I wonder if this is part of one of the sky dungeons.

Nintendo saw that we loved mine carts in BOTW and decided to use them more. Thank you Nintendo. While I think this race with a construct is hilarious, I'm even more excited by the glimpse at an underground area and once with some sick lava falls. Also this reminds me of a roller coaster at an amusement park where there are duel tracks. Maybe they should make one of these in Super Nintendo land.

The amount of reactors I've seen start laughing once the trailer gets here is numerous. This mech battle, some may say the slowest and shittiest mech battle in history, truly showcases Aonuma's comment about how much room TOTK leaves for the player's imagination. I can't wait to craft my own shitty jousting robot and then see people on youtube make them cooler than I could ever dream. Also the new outfit that Link is wearing reminds me of a Roman Centurion.

This shot has an even cooler looking outfit. The horns and earrings are absolutely a reference to the unknown character already shown in the trailer. In general, I really like the look of this one and can't wait to acquire it. Then there is the ruby arrow. I hope that it doesn't do the same thing as fire chu chu jelly because I want Nintendo to give us a reason to use an expensive ruby for something other than outfit upgrades and rupees. Huh I wonder if some outfits are going to boost the effects of fusing materials to weapons/arrows. That would be interesting to see. Maybe an outfit boosts the magical effects of gems/minerals and in that case you would want to use rubies instead of chu chu jelly.

Speaking of fire chu chu jelly, I'm pretty sure that bokoblin is carrying some in a pack on his back. I assuming that some of the enemies will be throwing elemental jelly at us. Also what is that contraption Link and how did you get it up there? I wonder if he just levitated it into the camp using ultra hand and if he did then that bodes well for long range combat. Also pretty funny to drop a giant laser machine from the sky into the middle of a boko camp.

Giant ice leviathan and 100% a boss fight. I've heard some interesting arguments about this thing being related to the Great Hebra skeleton but part of me hopes not. It'd be tragic if Ganon corrupted a creature like Levias the flying whale from Skyward Sword. Levias was nice. Still, I can't wait to fight this thing. Also Link is wearing a new outfit with some very bright blue stuff (that Tulin also seems to have on him) that I'm assuming works like extreme antifreeze. However, I think the headpiece reminds me of the Statue of Liberty so I will not be able to take this outfit seriously.

Ok, thank you for reading today's piece of trailer analysis. Probably only two-ish more days to go before I finish the trailer in its entirety.

[kellyellys-blog]

Chapter 1 accurate Sbg high school au reupload!!

Tw: past self harm, vaping, cursing, kinda rude stuff, and depressive stuff.

Aiden's eyes fell droopy as he sat in his desk. The teachers slow talking is not helping either. He tries to hold it together but can't and reaches in his bag carefully for his dab pen...but all he felt was the empty compartment of his bag. Aiden felt his heart almost stop as he rummaged frantically through his bag to find his pen.

After class Ashlyn and Taylor waited beside

Aiden's class until he got out so they could go off to lunch. But Aiden just walked right on by them as he left his class. "Well damn what the hells wrong with him?" Ashlyn turns to Taylor "you're talking to me like I fucking know." The two follow Aiden to his locker

Aiden's basically almost throwing stuff out of his locker trying to find his pen. Ashlyn sighs and decides to just ask him up front "what's wrong this time?" Aiden sets aside the notebook he was tossing to the side "I can't find my dab pen!" Taylor blinks unamused "that's it?" "No taylor that's not it! I fucking need that pen! I cannot go back to self harming!" Aiden takes a few steps back and realizes he was overreacting and takes a few deep breaths.

"...you calm now?" Ashlyn says a little concerned. "Yeah I'm ok..” Ashlyn sighs “good now me and tay will go and try to find your vape..wherever it is.”

She spots Logan walking towards them and yells

"Logan you're watching Aiden til we find his shit!" Logan sighs and smiles "fine it's better than having to finish my essay." "Yeah so make sure he doesn't hurt himself..or others." Aiden chuckles "you sound like my therapist, she's a bitch." Ashlyn lets go of his shoulder. "Call me a bitch again and when I find your pen I'm breaking it" Aiden sighs. Ashlyn and Taylor go off to go find his pen

The two walk the empty halls and try to figure out who could have his pen. "Did he just check his pockets?" "His pants pockets are sown shut" "ugh, I can't believe he lost his pen, like who just leaves their pen somewhere where anyone can take it" "Taylor you don't even vape.." "the girls on the cheer team do and they're dumbasses" "wait you're on the cheer team?" "Yeah I joined like 12 days ago ash keep up." "Ok we're way off topic! Who else here vapes that doenst have a pen?"

Taylor groans and pulls out her phone. "I just asked you-" "yeah I know I'm checking snap." Ashlyn looks slightly confused. "Why?" "Because everyone in the school has a go together and they all post stuff in it. One of em most likely posted about finding a pen or not having one." "Oh, that's honestly genius to check the- wait why am I not in it?!" "Shut up! I just found a lead" Ashlyn lets the subject go but she will come back later.

The two end up seeing a girls story and she has Aiden's pen in the background. They know it's Aiden's cause Aiden's pen is camo colored cause it reminds him of Ashlyn. "Finally, let's go confront the bitch where's her class?" "If I remember correctly from the background that's the photo lab in the photography class."

When the two get to the photography class they knock but Ashlyn walks past the teacher as Taylor excuses her and follows Ashlyn. When they get to the girls seat Ashlyn speaks first. "Where's his pen?" "Who's pen?" Taylor speaks up "you know who's, aidens" the girl acts confused. "Oh? I have no idea who that is and I don't vape." Ashlyn groans, she doesn't wanna be here all the day "well he has herpes so-" and before she can finish the girl screams and gets up as she gags. "WHAT?!? OMG WHAT THE FUCK!!" The girl runs out of the room in tears. "Well shit...let's get the pen and go" Taylor speaks calmly as ash finds the pen in the girls desk and they leave.

"Does he really have..?" "Of course not I'd kill myself if he did." Taylor lets out a sigh and stretches. The lunch bell rings and the two look at each other. "Fuck Aiden?" "Fuck Aiden."

At the end of the day they all meet at Aiden's car and Ashlyn gives him his pen. "Thanks ash! Love you." He goes into hug her. "I missed lunch because of your dumb pen but..it's fine I guess." Aiden messed with her bangs “how about we go get raising canes?” Ashlyn smiles and lets out a soft chuckle “yeah that sounds good.” She reaches in her pocket and tosses her jeep keys to Taylor. “You can drive right?” She asks as she blinks at Taylor. “Legally, no. Skill wise fuck yeah.” Ashlyn sighs “good enough.” Ashlyn and Aiden walk off to Aiden’s car as Taylor and Ben head to Ashlyn’s jeep and Logan and Tyler go to Tyler’s car.

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I hope you don’t mind me, but I’m inspired to organize the whole anon asks regarding PCA into one and adding some stuff. Here’s basically my take of what I think happened:

Pacific Coast Academy was actually accredited by the Department of Education of California. Originally, it was an all-boy’s school until that changed when girls where allowed. Thus, becoming a coed boarding school. The last dean, Charles Rivers, goes through a hard time in his personal life and borrows some money from the school, swearing to himself that he’ll pay it back. Then, him borrowing money repeats again and again.

The school board starts noticing inconstancies in the school finances and an investigation is done, which reveals that the school is basically near bankruptcy. The media somehow catches wind of it and has a field day, twisting things for their own purposes. There’s uproar and backlash from the public. Then, the rumors start floating around that PCA is a diploma mill. There are even pictures from events that happened at PCA that are taken out of context to explain why PCA is a scam. Some parents who have their children in the school get worried about this and make the decision to start pulling their children from the school.

The media, the public backlash and parents pulling their children from PCA leads to the downfall of the school. It has no choice but to close its doors. 15 years later, everyone still believes that PCA was a diploma mill and let teenagers loose in the campus. None of the students do anything to dismiss the rumors, because no one believes them when they tell the truth.

Fast forward a little to after Logan and Quinn’s marriage. Logan buys the PCA campus out of impulse, then gives it to Quinn as a wedding gift. Quinn just sighs at her husband, asking what was his intention in buying it and he’s like, we rebuild PCA back to its former glory…? Quinn doesn’t think it’s a bad idea, so she runs with it and pulls a few strings here and there from people she knows in the science field, talking about how she’d like a STEM curriculum for her new school. People are on board with her idea, because, duh, Dr. Quinn Pensky is like a big deal and she’s legit so, of course, the new PCA campus won’t go to hell like the last one.

Long story short, Quinn works from the ground up to make sure that PCA is up to standards, hiring qualified people, making sure to do background checks, etcetera. When everything looks good, Quinn steps back and lets the people she hired take over, only making sure that they come to her for funding and such. Logan gets involved and talks the staff into setting up a scholarship for talented students who can’t afford PCA and proposes that it’d be called the Pensky Scholarship.

And when it’s time to inaugurate the new and improve PCA campus, Logan and Quinn are there to cut the ribbon. Both are known as the patrons of the PCA campus.

If one Stacy Del Figalo causes a storm over her investigation over what truly happened on the old PCA campus, then that’s another story. The End.

This was so good, so sorry it took me a while to answer it. But I loved it. You did a great job at putting it all together and honestly, I'd 100% read a fic like that.

Some things I'd like to add to this AU. Mostly headcanons.

I really want their friends to get involved on this AU too, damn, even Zoey. Like I said, I think Chase being a teacher shouldn't go to waste, I'd like to see him teaching at PCA.

I definitely need Lola to appear, in whatever way she could help. I doubt she would take on a teaching role, but I'd like for her to be an inversionist (bc I refuse to believe she's not a famous and successful actress now). Maybe even make special appearances at the school, support and help build the Drama Class (idk the name). I bet the theater kids would freak out about her.

Same thing for Michael, I'd like for him to be an investor and be involved in the music department. As a producer he must know a lot of artist and the kind. Maybe he recommends a some people to take on the teaching role there (a failed artist that desperately needed a job could be a fun character lol)

I really don't think Zoey would leave her job as a producer, but let's pretend: I think Zoey would work as an Art Teacher, since that was more her thing than being a producer. And/or a temporary dorm advisor, until the school is fully staffed (I'd be funny to see her take on the role Coco had, specially considering she kinda acted like her on the movie)

Lola and Michael could do the same too, take temporary roles, if their schedule lets them.

idk what Stacey and Mark would be doing tbh, I'll leave that to anyone else who wants to add lol

probably still chasing the Malibu murderer.

now, about Quogan:

I really want a pregnancy plot to emerge at some point during this AU, and it motivates them to create the school they want their future children to go one day.

So maybe they were kinda like "what do we do with this place now?" but when they found out they're pregnant they got motivated af and emotional about it.

Obviously, Logan wouldn't let Quinn overwork herself and Quinn would keep Logan at bay so he didn't go overboard like he did with the wedding. Tho I assume by then he had learned his lesson, I'm gonna give him credit.

I like to think being able to work together, having a project of their own, specially while expecting, brought them closer (if that's possible). Like all the process was stressful at times and there probably were some disagreement/fights, but overall, it was an enjoyable time, precious memories to recall later one.

I also just love the idea of Quogan working as a team.

I did have the hc that Logan restored and engraved their bench, I'd like to see this on this AU too, I always loved engraved and dedicated benches (@honeyflower15 wrote something similar on their story "Quogan at PCA", fully recommend that fic, it's my s5 now)

PCA now would also be adapted to modern times, equipped with TEKMATE technology, I'm sure.

Maybe they both go a little over the top there, adding stuff they wished the school had when they were younger and maybe exaggerating the vision :p

Imagine, they keep a journal together, documenting their journey of building and transforming PCA. They write down their memories, challenges, and triumphs, creating a beautiful story that they can share with their future children with photos and all *sobs*

I'd like to see Lyric get involved too! omg I can see her invite herself on the project, maybe trying to convince Quinn and Logan to hire her as a musical teacher/art teacher or smth and throw a fit those jobs are occupied and Logan finding something else for her to do XD

For the inauguration day, Logan and Quinn cut the ribbon together, it'd be so cute, Quinn holding the scissors and him behind her, placing his hands over hers, ahhhh

I imagine their speeches are like, heartfelt, emotional, they would talk about their own experience at PCA (in general) and how they hope this new generation [camera dramatically pans out to their baby/toddler (who I assume it's already born bc school building and organizing takes a loooot of time) in the arms of their aunty Lyric] has the same experiences as they did. And obviously promises of not letting PCA fall again like it did and keep everything in check.

the order of the speeches go like this on my head: first Zoey (bc, of course), Chase, Michael, Lola, Logan and then Quinn. Or maybe Logan and Quinn gave the speech together.

There would probably be stands to showcast the different subjects that would be teached at PCA, for the science, chemistry, engendering and all that stands I think Quinn would had given the opportunity to some interns of her to organize those (she paid them, of course)

Quinn's success (as well as Michael, Lola, Zoey and Logan's) would definitely drive parents to trust this new PCA, wanting their children to reach that level one day. So, it'd give them good publicity or smth.

I feel like Zoey would offer to give the Facility Tour, idk why.

Lola and Michael would handle the performances and demonstrations. I assume because of their fame, there were a lot of willing participants and aspiring students that took the chance to perform under their guidance.

Quinn and Chase would deal with the Parent and Students Orientation. Quinn would deal mostly with the Q&As, since she's more informed about the School's insight, administration, etc. Chase would offer his insight as one of the Teachers and all that, telling them of his teaching methods and stuffs.

Logan would have organized the Celebratory Gathering (yes, I had to look up what a school inauguration day looks like shhh)

I promise, he learned his lesson, not over the top celebration this time. But he definitely left them impressed.

I imagine a cute moment at the end, where when the day is done and the guest and parents have left already (I'm assuming the Inauguration Day is a day before the first day of School, so the new students must be settling in their dorms and going to bed by then and classes would start the next day, idk), and Logan and Quinn are sitting on their bench, with their kid in arms, sleeping, just quietly enjoying the moment, satisfied with how they day turned out like and just so happy *sobs, an exaggerated amount*

Like, such a cute picture, they're sitting on the same bech where they shared their first kiss, on the place they met, now with a kid of their own, happily married and having rebuild their school, allowing other children to have what they did *sobbing but like so fucking much omg*

I suppose Zoey and Chase would be having a little moment somewhere too, but wgaf about them.

and an extra headcanon: their bench becomes like a urban legend now, some school lore idk, where there's the rumor that If you kiss on that bench, a timeless bond will be sealed, and your love will endure for eternity. Or some corny shit like that, idk. It has to be a first kiss tho.

Okay, that's all I got for now. Still don't know who they'd hire as dean, but definitely someone trustworthy, not just anyone, like you said, Quinn would have ran a bg check. There's much more to add and I invite anyone to keep contributing to this lovely AU.

And thank you again, anon. I loved what you did!

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AN: Started this during lunch and finished it now before bed so it might be rushed lmao just wanted to write something kinda sweet with and older Adam. Ngl I’m extremely rusty and sick (also very tired lmao) so this may be clunky to read. Anyways, go show @you-and-him some love. CWs: None. However, a small talk about toxic relationships does happen. Also mentions of dropkicking someone lmao. Other: Fluff, Second Person POV, AFAB!Reader, Female pronouns are used. Not proofread. Probs ooc Adam. Under read more because it's around 1k words.

Adam peacefully washed the dishes while he listened to you help your daughter with some homework. Both of you chatted about random things every once in a while when you needed a break, and even though he wasn’t really paying attention, the background noise gave him a sense of calm that brought a smile to his face. Life with you had been everything he could’ve dreamed of and more. Hell, he never would’ve imagined something like this before he met you, before going through everything. Sometimes he wondered what good he had done to deserve such a loving and happy life after everything he put you through.

And while it was all in the past, some guilt lingered whenever he was too caught up in his own thoughts.

It wasn’t until he heard you let out a chuckle that he turned around, watching your daughter pout and puff out her cheeks when it was time to get back to work. He knew that face, the look of dread when she had to write for English class. Neither of you knew why she hated it so much considering she enjoyed reading just as much as the two of you did, though he couldn’t help but wonder if she was just growing up to be too critical of herself.

You both gave her a sympathetic look, and Adam was quick to turn back around to fetch her favorite snack from the fridge, along with some canned green tea with ginseng and honey for you while you tried to reassure her doubt.

That was going to be a topic both of you would have to discuss later seeing as she was eleven and too young to be worrying about anything other than being a kid. For now, however, Adam slid into the seat next to you at the dining table, where you playfully bumped shoulders with him and giggled. He smiled sheepishly, a soft blush dusting his cheeks even after all the years together. “What’dya have to write about, kiddo?” He asked.

“Free topic. But I dunno what to write about.” She sighed. “I’m not good at coming up with things.”

Both you and Adam took an instinctive glance at one another before you spoke up. “You can't rush or force yourself to make something. School doesn’t determine how creative you can be when you got six more classes cramming stuff into your free time.” You genuinely tried to make her feel better, but the look on your face let Adam know you needed some reassurance yourself when it came to your parenting skills. He brought an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to squish your sides together and give you a big smooch on your temple. “Your mother’s right, you know.”

For a moment, your daughter was silent, staring at the two of you with a focused look. Both of you could see she was thinking deeply about something, almost as if she was embarrassed to ask. “How… did you and dad meet?”

Adam tensed at the question, and you choked on your drink. How were you going to explain that to your kid? How would that conversation even go with anyone?

So, you cleared your throat and tried your best. “Well… Dad didn’t like me too much when we first met.” You started and Adam seemed to feel a cold sweat coming on, only relaxing a bit when your hand gently placed itself over his. Your daughter gave you a look that blatantly expressed how much she did not believe that. “With how mushy you two are? Doubt it. Dad follows you around like a puppy.”

“Hey…!”

She wasn’t wrong, but it was a bit embarrassing to hear from his own kid.

“It’s true. People grow and change over time depending on who you surround yourself with. Some people aren’t good for you, no matter how much you love them, because they don’t want to change, and there’s nothing wrong with taking care of yourself by distancing from them.” You began, squeezing Adam’s hand to reassure him you didn’t say it because of him. “And sometimes they break whatever chains held them back from changing. You never know what someone’s been through growing up, so always be kind while sticking up for yourself and for others.”

Nobody had given either of you a parenting manual, but a small smile came to Adam’s lips as he looked at your daughter. She was quiet, taking what you told her and processing it. “Besides, mama would dropkick anyone who touches you.” You added, trying to give the conversation a lighthearted touch. “And dad’s going to bail mama outta jail.”

The table was silent for a moment before the three of you broke into a round of laughter. Adam reached over and ruffled the head of brown hair that wasn’t unlike his own when he was younger. Granted, he had forgotten how it looked on him long ago with how he still rocked his purple mop into his 40s, but it was healing to him in a way. Your daughter only grinned, surprising the two of you when she picked up her pencil and quickly started writing on the composition paper in front of her.

Adam could faintly make sense of the title from his seat, tilting his head slightly to angle and accommodate his gaze to the upside-down writing. However, as he followed the sentences, he pulled you close once more and rested his head on top of yours while you rested on his shoulder.

'My parents love each other very much, and they love me very much. They’re embarrassing and dorky sometimes, but they mean well. When I grow up, I hope I have friends that I love and protect just like they do each other…'

As she scribbled away, Adam got up and stretched, but not before giving the both of you a quick peck on top of the head. “You two finish up, I’ll get started on dinner.” He began. “And I’m not dorky, your old man’s still a rockstar.”

“Uh huh.”

With a snort, you got up and wrapped your arms around him, humming contently. “And the light of my life~”

Adam groaned in embarrassment at your addition, his face heating up as he dragged you with him toward the fridge to grab some ingredients.

He really wouldn’t have his life any other way.

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And suddenly, on ep 14, I find myself invested in this drama again lol

the way he started to cry on her shoulder ooofff *cries*

mother of God, these are the lines that break you!!! why did you wait 14 eps to give me this, drama??!!

and when I say I'm invested, I mean it, because so far, I just let the episodes run in the background while I did other stuff but for real, I was watching this time. This part of the drama felt so compelling (and with actual stakes despite knowing they reunite in the future) compared to the present timeline.

I love how tragic their love was in this past life. And the fact that they've loved each other all their lives, because they met when they were children and had been inseparable since. It's cute and makes how things turned out even more heartbreaking. The only thing they ever wanted was to be together.

I think the drama made a lot of wrong decisions, but most of them could've been easily solved if they just changed the order of some things. Tell this story, by all means, but tell it the right way! For example, as much as I liked the first episode I think they should have started the drama with the past life. Make it two eps and end it on that snowy hill, right on the tragedy, while leaving some mysteries out (like the curse bit or where is the black magic spell book) and then let's jump into the present life, but now the audience is fresh on the feel of the tragedy of the joseon time. With this, HongJoo and ShinYu meeting for the first time would've hit a lot more than how it did, because I think the drama meant for us to feel the pull of their destiny right on ep one and that, at least for me, didn't happen.

Also, so many things that were assumed along the way ended up being confirmed by these flashbacks, but it almost seems like they missed their timing. I don't know, I just think the story told that way would've made more sense.

Anyway, just wanted to add that it's so delicious (in the angsty and tragic way lol) that he accepted the curse because of love ( I mean, hell!!! he gave her a quick death sort of because he couldn't watch her go through a painful and slow one) and that she didn't even mean to curse him in the first place, cause in fact, he was the last person she would've thought to place it upon.

I mean asdfghjk!!! all the elements were there and the story on paper sounds really cool but damn it!

Ah, the coulda, shoulda, woulda...