#and his last wish was literally for him to be happy and live a peaceful life. Okay that was not very heterosexual of you

[emiliehornby]

i beg you (and you don’t understand)

pairing luke castellan x fem! child of athena! reader

synopsis luke knew you loved him enough to fight a war for him, but you should have known that history would eventually write you two against each other

warnings MAJOR spoilers for the lightning thief

author’s notes turns out i can’t go too long without writing angst!! so after listening to history of man by maisie peters, i had an idea and completely ran with it. writing this literally had me kicking my feet!! happy first fic of the year!! woohoo!! apologies in advance though lol

Luke had once asked you, “Do you ever think about what our lives would look like if we weren’t here?”

“Like at camp? Maybe a little too much. It’s not like we can do anything about it, but if I get the chance to be with you in every lifetime, it can’t be too bad. Right?” You smiled.

“To Tartarus and back?” He placed a hand on your cheek.

You leaned into him, “To Tartarus and back, baby.”

“Luke. Luke is the traitor.”

Percy’s words swam in your ears. You should have known it when he barely came back alive from his quest and looked for someone to blame. Heck, just last week, Luke had admitted he imagined a future with you, away from the burdens of being demigods. For the first time in forever, he had felt at peace. The signs had been right in front of you…yet you still didn’t see them coming.

Some daughter of Athena you were.

The campers occupying the infirmary came to a stop at Percy’s declaration. As the boy went on to explain how he’d been poisoned by a scorpion and exposed Luke’s vendetta, they hung onto every word. The question as to how the golden boy at camp came to be so angry at the world lingered in the air.

And you hated it.

You stood from beside Percy’s bedside, “Chris…go get Peter, Maisie, and Delilah. If anyone else wants to help, they can. But we have to look for him.”

“On it.” Chris nodded.

“You guys, stay here.” You told Percy, Annabeth, and Grover.

Percy failed to follow your orders. Instead, he staggered outside the infirmary while his friend’s pleas for him to stay were ignored. The son of Poseidon fell into step with you and screamed, “Didn’t you hear what I just said?! Why would you wanna find Luke after what he’s done?”

You turned around, “Because he would have done it for me!” Percy’s body bumped into yours. You reached over at his sides to stabilize him. An ounce of doubt in your own words sparked a slight burn building in the back of your throat. You tried to bite it back, only for it to be replaced with a heavy weight falling onto your shoulders.

“Then if anyone gets to look for him, it should be me.” Percy demanded.

You patted his hair, “And if anyone can get to his head, it’s me, Percy.”

“Where do you want us?” Chris cut your conversation short. Delilah came from behind him, handing over your daggers.

“You guys head towards the North Woods. I’ll be near the border. We’ll circle back at the Big House.” You placed one in your holster, nodding in the direction they were supposed to take. Your friends wished you luck and ran straight through the trees while you pointed a dagger at Percy, “I mean it. Stay here, you’re safer that way.”

You left without another word.

Amidst your search, you bumped into your siblings, who shared sympathetic looks, and other Hermes kids, who offered to accompany you. You insisted on treading this alone, a sense of obligation clouding over you to do so. Luke had been it for you since the beginning, and a twisted part of you didn’t want that to change. If you could just get a moment alone with him, maybe you could convince him the impending war wasn’t worth it. Maybe eventually, the Gods would get their punishments…

You didn’t realize how long you’d been wandering the forest. You dreaded coming back to camp without Luke, taking your time while the sky settled into a warm orange to guide you through your last round of the forest outside the border. You twisted a dagger around your wrist to keep you occupied, coming to a halt when a pile of leaves crunched from behind you. Slowly, you turned around to seemingly nothing, but the tracks in the dirt told you a different story.

You scolded your sister, “It’s not safe out here.”

“Then come back to camp with me.” Annabeth removed her cap.

You shook your head, “I- Look, I can’t.”

Annabeth tried to convince you, “Luke probably left as soon as Percy was poisoned. But the Gods will find a way to deal with him-”

“The Gods shouldn’t have to deal with him! If they didn’t just abandon us, we wouldn’t even be here right now!” Your sister’s face fell as you couldn’t help but raise your voice. When she failed to look at you, you shut your eyes and took a deep breath.

Gods, you just wanted Luke to come home to you. Was that too much to ask?

You waved her over, “Annabeth…come here.”

She listened and you wrapped your arms around her, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”

“I just want to help. Luke was my family too.” Annabeth gave you a squeeze. 

“I know, but you have to listen to me. Okay?” You pulled away to place your hands on her cheeks. For a second, you saw the shadow of your sister at seven years old, the age she was when she first came to camp. You looked her in the eyes to clearly instruct her, “Go back to the cabin. I just need a second.”

“I’m not leaving you here-” Annabeth frowned.

“I’ll be right behind you. I promise.” You reassured her.

Annabeth refused to take no for an answer, “Then I’ll wait for you by the border.”

You pat her head and gently pushed her towards camp, “Go.”

You had barely reached the border when you felt someone staring at you.

“When you said you’d wait for me by the border, I thought you meant you’d be behind it.” You joked around, thinking it was Annabeth.

Instead, a voice replied in the distance, “You know how Annabeth can be with loopholes.” You tightened a grip on your dagger, circling around to pinpoint where the echo came from. When you felt a rustle in the wind, you turned around sharply. The tip of the blade hovered just centimeters away from Luke’s throat.

Your stare hardened, “What’s stopping me from turning you in right now?”

“Easy. You’d never do that to me.” Luke cracked a smile.

You couldn’t even argue with him.

You feared to ask, “So it’s true…what you did to Percy?”

His silence was enough of an answer.

Luke tapped the edge of the blade and moved closer to you. His mere presence rendered you defenseless as you let him take the dagger from you and drop it into the dirt. You faltered when he tried to hold you close, one hand holding his wrist while the other punched at his chest.

“Hey, it’s okay. We’re okay.” He took the blows with ease.

You looked up at him, “Luke.”

He couldn’t stop himself from kissing you. His hand cupped at your jaw while you placed your hands on his neck. Like it was muscle memory, he took two steps forward to gently pin you up against the nearest tree. You deepened the kiss, feeling his pulse quicken against your fingers, savoring the moment. Luke was the first to pull away, but he only leaned further into your touch.

“Come with me.” He begged.

“Luke…” You whispered.

He tried to explain himself, “You have to understand…I wanted to give us a chance in this new world that’s waiting for us. I did this for us. So come with me.”

You forced yourself to face reality. You may have stood in front of your past and present, but you had to think about the future. This wasn’t Camp Half Blood. You weren’t playfully sparring for bragging rights or working on strategies in the Hermes cabin to win capture the flag. You lived in a world where a war between the Gods was imminent because of the boy you loved. This is what you had been training for, but you couldn’t do anything to convince him it was wrong.

So you pushed him away.

You yelled, “Annabeth! Chiron! Anyone?!” He spared you a glance before narrowly escaping between the trees. When he was nothing but a shadow, you will yourself to run off as fast as your legs could carry you. You didn’t care that your body felt like it was burning in the pits of Tartarus. You didn’t want to stop until you found a familiar face.

You turned around in case he followed you, even though a feeling in your gut told you that was it. You yelled again, “Annabeth- umph!” You collided straight into the girl, falling just behind Thalia’s tree. You groaned, rolling off of her and wiping your face. Annabeth sat up to check on you, making sure you came back unharmed.

“Annabeth?! Y/N?!” Percy ran in with Riptide in his hand and Grover at his side. You couldn’t help but laugh at the look on their faces.

“Are you okay?” Grover sat himself next to you. His gentle touch on your back turned your laughter into tears. They slowly fell down your face, burying yourself into your hands as you sobbed. Your sister and the satyr were patient while you worked through your emotions, both of them sharing a look before glaring at Percy. Silent expressions were thrown between the trio until a pointed look from Annabeth made Percy sit down in defeat. He used Riptide to draw shapes into the dirt while they comforted you.

You finally lifted your head up, confessing, “Luke asked me…he asked me to join him.”

Grover only asked what everyone hesitated to, “What did you say?”

“I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t- I can’t believe he would even ask that in the first place. I didn’t know what to do, so I just…I ran. I shouldn’t have run.” Your voice faltered when Annabeth gently wiped under your eyes. Afraid to go deeper into the subject if it meant accepting Luke’s fate, you nodded over at Percy instead, silent “You didn’t have to come in full force, you know. Thank you.”

Percy only shrugged, “Hey, you’d do it for me.”

“I’m sorry, Percy.” You apologized for snapping at him before you left. You apologized for Luke poisoning him. You apologized for the universe that brought him, a child, into this path he didn’t choose to take. 

“Yeah, me too.” Percy was sorry it turned out like this. He was sorry for Luke hurting you, the one he loved the most. He was sorry about the Gods, who could have prevented this if they just loved their children a little more.

You broke his thoughts to beckon him over, “Come over here.”

Hesitantly, Percy obliged. When his feet touched yours, you yanked him down and brought the kids under your arms. They couldn’t help but lean deeper into you, hoping the love you had for each other would get you through the idea of a war you’d have no choice but to inevitably partake in. You pressed a kiss to Annabeth’s head, unaware of Luke, who silently watched you take the kids back to their cabins and turned to leave you behind.

One day, you’d find it in yourself to heal from the betrayal that blindsided you all. But you were his weakness, and it would only be a matter of time before someone took advantage of that. It wouldn’t be long until you met again.

After all, history had its eyes on you two.

[piwstri4]

un verano sin ti | ln4

pairing: f1driver!ex!lando norris x fashion designer!ex!reader

summary: you can't seem to find peace after success.

part one - part three

DUSK.CLOTHING

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DUSK.CLOTHING Yet again another successful project! We are very thankful for everyone who attended the show, we hope you enjoyed it at least half as much as we did setting everything up. Spring in a lavender field looks wonderful.

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ynclo thanks to everyone who supported this project!!! i hope we can do something as amazing as this sometime soon, for now cheers to all the crew behind this fantastic runway 🔥💥

user1 i LOVED it, by far one of the most spectacular shows you've done so far guys!!

lukasabbat fire project 🔥🔥

ynclo well i had gorgeous models

lukasabbat the designer didn't fail to surprise

user2 it's amazing how she comes up w everything i love her brain

user3 all she needed was to break up w the vroom vroom guy

user4 I didn't like him either but we should still respect him anyways

user5 well he was the love of her life, let's not trash him around

lewishamilton by far one of your best works, keep up the good job!

DUSK.CLOTHING We will!

ynclo im so happy u liked it!!!!! i told u the field was a good idea

user6 tell me im not the only one who saw her flirt w that one model on the backstage???

user7 she's flirting w him in the comments.....

user8 omg name?

user7 @/lukasabbat

user9 I wish I could have gone!! Looks like a fairytale

user10 im convinced that ever since leaving vroom vroom guy she's been thriving.

user11 I know you have good intentions but please respect them both, he was a very important part of her life

user12 she's what she is bc of him

ynclo

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ynclo la estoy pasando bien no te voy a mentir (pero a veces tu nombre no me deja dormir)

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user1 i love the fact that now all her captions are in spanish

user2 queen behavior tbh bc redacted wont take the time to translate them

user3 now we have insta pages translating them!!

user4 for those wondering: "im doing great not gonna lie (but sometimes your name doesn't let me fall asleep)"

user5 I'm so convinced that it was for him

user6 of course it was for him, they were together for so long

user7 no one's gonna talk about sir mister man in the third pic?

user8 i miss her w l*ndo so much:((

danielricciardo Nice car

ynclo mine or his?

danielricciardo both

user9 yall they were gonna get married at that place 😭😭😭😭

user10 source??

user11 i might be wrong but they said that in a story + posted some pics

user12 could literally be any fucking field you are all delusional

lukasabbat amazing weekend, we should do that more ofter

ynclo waiting for ur call 🫀

lukasabbat wont have to wait too long 😉

user13 i refuse to believe they broke up 11 months ago

user14 I'm still mourning that relationship

user15 i miss my parents....

user16 who's that one in the third pic??

user17 new bf??

user18 is that luka sabbat??

user19 who?

user20 he modeled for her last collection

landonorris

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landonorris I was enchanted to meet you

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user1 cmon say it say it lando SAY IT

user2 i just know he wanted to say please dont fall in love with someone else

user3 not everything has to be about yn...

user4 the girl in the second pic???

user5 ikkk i saw that too!!

user6 yn?

user7 fuck no they're totally different

carlossainz55 I'm still better at golf than you

landonorris If you say so mate🫡

user5 is he grieving or soft launching i dont get it

user6 new gf??

user7 i cant believe he's having another girl

user8 they broke up almost a year ago let it go

user9 man deserves to live his life too

danielricciardo Nice car

landonorris His name's Benito

user10 are you kidding me??

user11 is he @ u know where??

user12 not the same place, it didn't have a golf field

user13 please stop the delusions

user14 we were robbed of lui and benito being siblings

user15 it hurts to remember her say that he was forever a part of her soul and now look at this mess

ynclo

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ynclo te juro que no me imaginaba lo que se sentía ni lo que sería un verano sin ti.

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user1 he got p2 today, this post was his

user2 she's allowed to move on...

user3 no bc why would she post this the same day of the race after he got p2??? i like to be delusional to think this WAS abt him

user4 so basically the caption says "i swear i didn't imagine what would feel or what would be a summer without you."

user5 in the picture "i wish her good luck, 'cause it's not like anyone can get to you"

user6 thank u for ur services

user7 This IS about him and no one can convince me otherwise

user7 the post the caption the race....

user8 she misses him i just know it

lukasabbat nice summer 🌞🌞

ynclo it always is with you <3

user9 i REFUSE to get over them

user10 we were robbed

user11 go on tell him ERES ARTE

user12 she called him a museum once

user13 i need a thread with all the beautiful things she said to him

arthurleclerc but when i invited u to monaco....

ynclo omg kids shouldn't be allowed to have phones

arthurleclerc ur so funny😐

landonorris

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landonorris P2 BABYYYY!!!! Thanks to the team for making this possible and to OP81 for making this super special as a double podium. This one's for you.

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user1 THIS ONE'S FOR YOU????

user2 do you remember the "i wanted it on my own but i pictured us together"? yea this is probably how she felt

user3 the way he probably did mean this to be for her... the last time he was on podium was when they broke up

user4 hes seeing someone else please respect them.

user5 i miss her congratulating him in the comments:((

user6 i can't believe it's been 11 months since his last podium!! and now it's double for mclaren!!!

danielricciardo So happy for you!! Totally deserved

landonorris Thanks mate!!!!

user7 at least danny cheered for him..

user8 "I'll never stop cheering his victories"

user9 "may he find love, health and success in his new journey"

user10 "For all he had given to me I'm forever grateful"

user11 "AND WILL ALWAYS HAVE HIM IN MY HEART"

carlossainz55 Congrats champ!

landonorris Thank you Calos!!!!!

oscarpiastri congrats on p2 LN4

landonorris Congrats on P3 OP81

user12 remember when he posted lost my girl but she aint worth the prize? yea it meant a whole year without winning shit

user13 11 months (and 2 days but who's counting??)

mclarenf1

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mclarenf1 Congratulations for P2 and P3, Lando and Oscar! Double podium for McLaren today, we're so proud of you guys 🍾 🍾🍾

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ynclo congrats guys!! absolutely deserved💥🎉

mclarenf1 miss u girly!! alpha tauri stole u from us

ynclo the best of both worlds!

user1 miss girly in the comments?????

user2 she also liked and commented on oscar's post,,, i dont like it here anymore

user3 is it really over just like that?

landonorris Let's goooooo

user4 i dont want to get over them

danielricciardo Another spectacular race, keep it up!

user5 do we collectively remember lqndo aiming the champagne to yn EVRYTIME he got podium?? bc i was just kinda expecting him to do that

user6 when he looked at the public and he got sad:(((

user7 wanted it on my own yet pictured us together 😭😭😭😭

user8 i know he's happy but doesn't look like it in the second pic

user9 used the whole bottle on the podium...

user10 she was in 2/3 of the relevant posts abt this... mclaren and oscar but not lando

user11 i was hoping to see her in the likes at least

user12 i think ppl forget that she liked f1 and was a huge mclaren fan even before lando signed w them://

user13 she's back at the paddocks???

user14 only in monza and monaco tho, she said she doesn't have the time to travel as much anymore

user15 and whenever danny wants her there too, she was there today

user16 she was????

user15 with the alpha tauri team yes

ynclo

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ynclo I'm glad to say that even after all this time I can still let myself create the way I do, it's been three months since my last collection and I decided to take a break before starting again. A lot of things have happened in the last year and I'm still healing but with lots of people I love (and that love me back) by my side; it's not what you asked, but I got my first photoshoot as a model rather than a designer and wish to share it with you... It's a small project I had with @lukasabbat and now we can share it with you all. Please enjoy!

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lukasabbat amazing as always! told you modeling was your thing

ynclo it certainly was something, cant say im gonna take your job

lukasabbat im happy modeling for you then

lewishamilton Beautiful photoshoot and designs! Truly an all-rounder. This is your thing

ynclo thanks dude 😭😭

danielricciardo Great project, next time put more clothes on.

ynclo ur jealous that i can justify being naked on media

danielricciardo I don't need an excuse to be naked on media lol

vogue Next time with us? 😉

ynclo It will be a pleasure! ❤️

ynclo

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ynclo y solo mírame con esos ojitos lindos (hace tiempo que no envío "buenos días, te amo")

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user1 so it's officially over now?

user2 i hate that she moved on

user3 it was officially over since last year

user4 caption "and just look at me with those pretty eyes (it's been a while since i sent 'good morning, i love you')"

user5 so it was luka sabbat after all

user6 i dont like this but i hope she's happy

lukasabbat yo no te busqué, chocamos en el trayecto

ynclo con tu alma es la que yo conecto

user4 lukasabbat "i wasn't looking for you, we met in the process" ynclo "with your soul i connect"

ynclo girll???

user7 no wonder she looked better than ever

user8 where is the "my soul cant long for someone else"???

danielricciardo Still can't believe he doesn't like fast cars

ynclo me neither 😞😞😞 honestly huge red flag

danielricciardo I'd rather sign with Ferrari if I were you

user9 FINALLY SOMEONE WHO CAN GET HER

user10 I agree!! This man's not only a model but a fashion designer as well, I'm sure she's gonna peak in no time

user11 ??

user12 why is she still dating men??

user13 no hate to lando cuz i respect him but luka looks like he's gonna be good for her

user14 idc who she dates i just hope her designs dont go downhill

arthurleclerc ask him when are we gonna play cod again???

ynclo get away from my man wtf

lukasabbat wanna stream with me tomorrow?

user15 do you think she's happy with him?

user16 cant believe her last interaction w l*ndo was three months ago and it wasn't even w him

user17 they interacted again????

user18 no the didn't, she just congratulated mclaren for the double podium

user19 what do u mean "with your soul i connect"??? girly didn't u say YOUR soul couldn't long for someone else???

user20 let the poor girl date whoever she wants omg😭😭

landonorris

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landonorris and the best is me

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maxverstappen1 Get P1 then talk bro

landonorris Git P1 thin tilk bri 🙄🙄

maxverstappen1 💥

user1 where's the yn translator when we need them????

user2 fr is he starting to shade her in spanish now??

user3 bet he's asking carlos to translate things for him

user4 the pic is literally a benito song lmao it's called (in english) "wish you the best"

user5 AND THE BEST IS ME OMG

user6 bro mad abt her last post i just know he is

user7 girly hurt him so bad he learnt spanish lmao

danielricciardo Fire song 🔥

landonorris It's on repeat 🫡🫡

danielricciardo Bet it is

user8 not danny shading him😭😭

user9 it took him over a year to acknowledge that she was the best on his life

carlossainz55 I didn't know you liked spanish songs!!

landonorris Only this one

carlossainz55 You should listen to Chayanne

user10 character development?

user11 Focus on winning P1 bestie!! Maybe she'll talk to you then

user12 lando punching the air rn

user13 bet he's getting first place next race only bc of this comment

user14 Took him watching her move on to realize he was an asshole

user15 nice pics, looking hot as usual

user16 cant believe he wants her back????

user17 fr im so sure he'd be happier if they dont get back together

user18 so true yn deserves better

charlesleclerc 🔥🔥

landonorris 💥💥

[nokiatelava]

✿✿Orange Moon✿✿

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Author’s Note - HEHEHEHAHAHA! HI YALL!! I feel like im on a literal rollll, i started writing this RIGHT AFTER Moonlight! But this is like a part three-ish to this little Awpxey series!!! If you guys want anything more to do with him girl don’t be shy to hit up my inboxxx! I actually have to check if it even works but regardless! Enjoy this please!

♡✧.·:*¨༺✪⍟✪༻¨*:·.✧♡

Summary - It is now early in the morning, the morning after you had snuck out. You are now stuck in between how to explain to your parents why you had left and never returned, and why you now have a boy with you, courting you, following you 24/7, and asking for your family’s blessing!

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Warnings - nothing to crazy?, cuddling, kissing, teen romance, fluffy stuff, courting, relationship establishments, very worried parents, worried family, parent talk, jake still coming to terms reader’s growing up, mentions of mating, boyfriend vs family tension, happy family moments, family dinner, meeting parents (yes already), overprotective family

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A sudden loud chirp was what had woken you up from your peaceful slumber. Your ears folding down in a slight annoyance as you were so groggy.

You sighed tiredly, your nose stuffy and congested from your sleep. Your body felt so warm, you thought it was from the atmosphere of the cave.

Until, you felt the cool breath of someone from behind you.

You froze.

Who is that?

You had felt relieved once you remembered it was just Awpxey.

What left that relief short lived was the fact you had fallen asleep here, in this cave, all through the night, with Awpxey, exchanging kisses throughout the night, and you still haven’t said a thing to your parents. I mean how were you supposed to talk to them?

You were not home. And you were not going to wake them up in the middle of the night over the fact you couldn’t sleep.

But now you wish you had left some type of note. You were scared to return home. Gosh your parents are not going to be happy.

You knew that as soon as you walk through that hut entrance, your ass is as good as grass.

You’re done for. You’re gonna be on the worst punishments ever. This would be your first and very last time sneaking out.

If you even make it out of this, alive.

Awpxey’s head stirring had brought you back to reality, a deep sigh coming from his stuffy nose too.

You had stood up abruptly, your back weirdly warm due to his chest. But that was the last thing on your mind.

Guilt set in your stomach as you seen how he jerked due to your quick removal. He sat up, rubbing his eyes as he was trying to look at you but rub that itch out his eyes.

“Y/n?” Oh god… His morning voice was beyond fine.

“A-Awpxey… We-uhm, we fell asleep here. I have to get home, and I’m probably gonna be in trouble.” You ramble on nervously. When you looked down towards him to see why he was so quiet you found him already looking at you, a soft smile adorning his lips.

Awpxey proposed his idea. “Why don’t we go wash up first? Then I’ll walk you to your hut, and say it’s my fault you left and never went back in the first please, yeah?”

“No. No, that’s not fair for you to just take the blame lime that. I cant do that to you.”

“I’m doing it to myself, actually.”

Gosh when did everybody just start becoming such smartasses?

“Okay then, smartass. Since you know everything, fine then. You can do whatever you want. I don’t care.” You grumbled as you crossed your arms over your chest.

He smiled at you teasingly from the floor before standing and stretching. A yawn spread across your mouth as you heard his back crack.

You were caught off guard when Awpxey was just then in front of you, and pecked your lips.

You covered your mouth with both your hands in shock. His name coming muffled from behind your hands.

He stared at you confused, his head tilted as the skin of his eyebrow was raised on one side.

“You kissed me before I even washed my mouth!” You exclaim, your shock seemed so foreign to him, why was it so important.

Your mood felt more sour once you heard that familiar laugh. He was laughing at you, in your face. His head thrown pack with one hand slapped over his stomach kind of laugh.

“Boys are unsalvageable.” You mutter the comment to yourself, or at least it was supposed to be to yourself. In your daze of being annoyed at the fact Awpxey laughed at you, you didn’t notice when he had stopped.

Hands were suddenly around your waist from your front, scaring you. And there Awpxey was standing in all his glory, his tall stature hanging over you.

“What’s that supposed to mean, sevin?” You eyes widen at the question, and at the fact he had called you pretty.

There wasn’t must time to dwell on it before he smashed his lips against yours. His hands gently holding your waist, giving it four small squeezes.

Your hands soon moved up towards his shoulders, your arms wrapping behind his neck, deepening the kiss.

The kiss lasted for almost a good minute, before you realized neither of you had washed your mouths.

“Awpxey! That’s the second time!” You jump back after you separate from the kiss.

“What are you, a germaphobe or something?” He asked mockingly while rolling his eyes. You turned back to glare at him while you exited the cave.

You were glad there was a river close to where the cave was located as you submerged yourself knee-deep into the cool water.

It helped cool down your hot skin, so you had given in to your urge and went completely underwater.

The cold water enveloped you, your hair, your clothes, your jewelry, your whole body.

When you resurfaced, a small pant evident in your chest, you turned around to see Awpxey around shoulder deep into the water.

You swam towards him, catching his attention quick. A smile on both of your faces.

“Have you washed your mouth?” He asked matter-of-factly. And you responded just the same.

“Yes I have, have you?” You were expectant for his answer as what you wanted to say was on the tip of your tongue.

“I sure did.” He said with so much confidence.

“Hard to believe…” You mutter out purposely, hoping to get under his skin. Which you had.

“What did you say?” He leaned forward to you, turning his head to point his ear at you.

You placed your mouth right in front of his ear, speaking decibels louder. “Hard to believe.”

Awpxey moved back, shock on his face. “I’m offended Y/n.” He placed his hand on his chest.

“That’s okay.” You shrugged, a smile breaking out on your face.

“You’re so mean to me, makes me wanna kiss you.” You froze at his words.

“What?” You say blindly, shock written all over you.

“You heard me. Didn’t you?” He wasn’t be serious was he? He’s just trying to bother you for bothering him that’s all.

Yeah. That’s all.

But it wasn’t when he put his index finger under your chin, lifting your head so you look back up to his face.

“I said I wanna kiss you. Can I?”

You were speechless. Not really knowing what to say back to him, but you blindly nodded anyways.

“Can I hear you say it? I gotta know you’re functioning Y/n.”

Oh Eywa.

Somebody needs to come get this man.

“F-fine. You can kiss me.” You grumbled.

“Good.” Awpxey said with a smile.

His lips then connected with yours, his hands holding the sides of your face gently as the kiss deepened.

Your hands held onto his biceps, your legs felt weak under the water. His arms were working as your extra support.

You have never felt anything more intimate in your whole life.

This is what true love felt like.

This must be what your parents feel like, your grandparents. Your grandfather who you were never able to meet.

And the many generations before that. They had all felt true love. They all had their own intimate moments such as this. You’re experiencing that moment, right now.

“Awpxey.” You said breathlessly. He felt this way too right?

“Y/n.” His voice was so soft, it was smooth and sultry. A tone like no other.

“I want to ask you something, Y/n. If you don’t have a problem with that.”

You nodded, “it’s fine Awpxey, you can ask me.”

“Come,” he beckoned, “I want to ask you while sitting down somewhere.”

You nodded, following him out the water. You watched starstruck as water cascaded down his back. Going through and then out of the crevices and dips from his muscles.

Eywa took her time on him.

Before you knew it you were sat on a patch of grass not far from the river, Awpxey next to you.

“What was it you wanted to ask me Awpxey?” You didn’t want to rush him, your parents the last thing on your mind right now.

He took a deep breath, settling his nerves before he spoke.

“I want to start courting you.”

You did everything to stay still and to just look and listen so your body language didn’t send any of the wrong signs.

You gave a small smile and a nod as you noticed he had more to say.

Awpxey turned more towards you, grabbing your hand. Fidgeting with your fingers and the rings you wore, along with your bracelets.

“This is why I want to court you.” He starts.

“You read me so well, you read everybody so well. You notice the little things and always want to help!” You nod, letting him know that he has your full attention and that you’re listening to him.

“You’re so sweet, and kind, and beautiful. You can make anybody happy. You light up rooms when you walk in and your smile brightens everyone’s day. The elders love you since you are so kind. You’re humble! And they love that, I know I do.” You laugh at his small comment, trying not to cry at his sweet words.

“And the children.. The classes that you teach you can hear them when they talk to their parents, just raving about just how amazing you are, and how you’re so interactive and I just love you.” Your eyes widen.

“I love you. And I want to show it by courting you. So, I am asking for your permission. Y/n te Sulli Neytiri’ite, may I, Awpxey te Relongtai Puo’itan, court you?”

Your eyes well with tears. His words were so heartfelt. No one had ever said they loved you but your own family. To hear it from somebody else in that way caused this feeling in your chest that was so foreign and unexplainable you didn’t know what to do.

But you did know that you loved him, you loved Awpxey. So you nodded. You nodded accepting his request to court you.

“Y-Yes Awpxey. You can court me.” You wiped your tears as you laughed, feeling a bit embarrassed at your reaction.

He tackled you into a hug. Holding you tightly before his whispered a small ‘thank you’ into your ear.

“Does that mean we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now?” You asked into his shoulder.

“I guess so, but that’s only if you want to.”

“Then I guess we’re boyfriend and girlfriend.”

You both laid there, together. Enjoying your moment, until your eyes widened, realizing that you are still out here and your family has no idea where you are.

“Oh my god Awpxey!” You exclaimed, rushing to get up.

“What? What happened?” He got up just as frantically as you had.

“I have to go home! I haven’t went home, oh my god! Awpxey I’m gonna be in so much trouble! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh.”

Awpxey was quick to be at your side, holding your shoulders to calm you down.

“It’s gonna be okay. Everything’s gonna be okay, okay? Like I said earlier, I’ll take the blame. I’ll say it was apart of my plan when I was asking to court you, alright?”

You shook your head, “I can’t allow you to get in trouble like that! I’m not doing that to you!”

You were refusing, you know how your parents could get, you did not need the only man who had shown you true love and interest in you, to be chased away by your parents who are borderline-psychotic.

“Please Awpxey, I can’t lose you.” Your eyes had gotten teary again. And that’s when Awpxey realized how serious this was to you.

“Okay Y/n, okay. We’ll figure something out, I promise.” Awpxey pulled you to his chest, brushing your hair back from your face.

“I’m just gonna tell the truth… My mother always told me that the truth sets you free, so I’m gonna say what really happened.” You were dead set on not letting Awpxey lie for you. And he could see that, so he nodded, not wanting to upset you further.

“If that’s what you wanna do Y/n, you can do that. You know your family better than I do, you know their morals and what they believe.” Awpxey still held you, his chin resting on your head.

“We should go now…” You whispered meekly. “Go and get it over with.” There was an apology at the tip of your tongue. But you wanted to hold it, just in case you might really need to say it later.

“Okay, let’s go Y/n.” Awpxey held your hand the whole way. He talked to you and helped you take your mind off things for quite a bit.

You then realized that you were at the point where you would need your ikran to go back to High Camp.

“Awpxey, we need our Ikran now.. To go back.” You had gotten sad at even the thought of returning. You were scared to see how your parents would react.

Awpxey agreed, and had noticed your hesitation, so he placed his hand on your shoulder, rubbing it gently.

When you both had finished calling your ikran, and they had both arrived, you mounted them. Riding back to your home located in the Hallelujah Mountains.

Once you were there, and had landed your ikran, the amount of anxiety and trepidation inside your stomach was unreal.

As you two walked close to where your hut was you had stopped, shaking your head.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?”

“I can’t go in there Awpxey. I can’t go in there. They’re going to be so mad at me, so disappointed I can’t do this. I can’t, I really can’t.” You rambled out, your breath shortening as you panted.

“Y/n. Y/n, you need to focus. Okay? Look at me. Y/n look at me please.” Your eyes flickered to his. “You can do this, okay? Don’t ever say you can’t. Got it?”

“G-got it.” You nodded. “I-I’m going to go now, I want you to stay out here though Awpxey. I don’t.. I don’t want them to act different if you’re in there, okay?”

He nodded immediately, understanding your situation. “I got it Y/n. If anything, absolutely anything happens, come look for me. I’ll most likely be in my hut with my parents, okay?” You smiled.

“Okay Awpxey.” You hugged him, hugged him tight to savor his body warmth because you had no idea if that was going to be your last time seeing him.

“You’re going to be okay Y/n, go. I promise.” Yo nodded, waving goodbye to him before walking towards your hut.

You walked slow, your footsteps light as to not aware anybody in the hut.

When you had finally approached the entrance, walking through it slowly, your chest heavy and your mind hazy you stopped.

All heads turned to you quickly, your parents the first to stand. They rushed towards you, both exclaiming, “Y/n!” As they ran.

Your father grabbed you, turning you around and examining your body for any injuries, he had obviously, found none.

Your mother held your hand, pulling your head to her chest as she cried tears of joy at the fact you had come home, safe, and with no injuries.

“Where have you been ma’ite? We were all so worried for you!”

“I-I’m okay mom, I swear. This is a really, really big misunderstanding.” You held your hands out.

“Misunderstanding?” You dad echoed.

“Yes, misunderstanding. I want to explain you guys what happened first before you ask me anything though, okay?” Your parents nodded, they had beckoned your siblings out, though they protested as they wanted to see you too.

Your parents gave them the promise that they will see you later.

Awpxey watched from afar as he seen all your siblings walk out the hut, incoherent protests leaving their mouths.

‘Shit.’

Once they were all gone, and your father checked the area to see that they were really gone, you all sat at the table.

As your parents faced you, you fidgeted with your jewelry, scared to even look them in the face.

“Ma’ite? What happened? Why were you gone for so long?” Your mother asked. That’s when you finally looked up.

“I-It’s a little bit of a long story? I’m going to explain everything though.” Your father nodded, giving you his undivided attention.

“Last night, I could not fall asleep.” Your parents began to nod along to your story.

“So, I decided that I would go to the forest, to get my mind off of things.” You internally cringed as you seen your fathers eyes widen.

“I know, I know that it was really, really dangerous to leave with out saying anything and with the fact Sky People are here, I know. I hesitated at first. I was scared to even go. But I followed my gut. I think it was the best decision I ever made actually.” You said with a sheepish smile after your last sentence.

Your parents’ brows furrowed as they shared a look between each other.

“Anyway, while I was out there, about to bother the fan lizards, I had found Awpxey.” The name felt heavy on your tongue, worried about how your father would feel before anybody else.

“We hung out, and then he took me to this really pretty cave that had an open top so we watched the stars.” Your cheeks felt warm as you knew you were leaving some details out.

“We watched the stars and then fell asleep after a while, and when we woke up we washed at the river then came here.” You felt bad for worrying your parents, but at the same time you are so, so glad you left.

“Nothing like that happened either, dad. We only hung out, talked and stargazed. That’s it.” Toy father put his hands up.

“I-I never said anything.” He already looked so guilty, but you know you had put him on the spot.

“I know how you are, I just want to say it to clear any thoughts.”

After about 10 seconds you noticed your mother’s ongoing silence. You peeked up at her nervously, wondering why she hadn’t said anything.

You were shocked to see she had a smile on her face. Did she know?

“I’m glad it was only positive stuff that happened ma’ite, is there anything else you want to say?”

You choked as you remembered the fact Awpxey is now courting you.

“Babygirl?” Your dad asked.

“Uhm.. Yeah. One more thing..” You let out a nervous chuckle.

“Awpxeyaskedtocourtmesoweretechnicallykindofdatingnow!” You rushed out in one breath.

“What?” Your parents said simultaneously.

You took a deep breath. “Awpxey asked to court me. So.. We’re technically kind of dating now…”

Your eyes were shut. And you wanted to keep it that way.

You peeked through one squinted eyelid, just to see your mother holding your fathers head.

Your body slumped in as you stared on in disbelief.

“Sh, sh, sh, it’s okay ma’jake. It’s okay.” Your mother patted his head.

“Wha- Mom. What is even happening right now?” You jumbled out.

You then heard a hiccup. A deep one.

Is your father crying?

“Dad?” You asked worriedly.

When his head lifted to face towards you your heart broke. You had never seen your father cry in your 17 years of living. So to see his tearful face and swollen eyes, knowing you were the reason broke you.

“Dad.” Your eyes watered, hands clenching into fists at your side to try and hold them back.

“Oh babygirl, come here.” You both hugged, he held you close to him, and you cried into his shoulder. Happy to feel the familiar parental love and warm body that used to hold you when you were young.

The sensation had felt so far away at this point. It was heartwarming to feel it again.

Feel it as if you were little all over again.

“I’m sorry dad.” You didn’t know what exactly you were apologizing for, whether it was for making him cry, dating Awpxey or both. But regardless, you knew you had to apologize.

Your mother looked at you both with a smile on her face, an idea flashing in her head.

“You should invite him for dinner.” You and your father turned to look at your mother quickly. Both talking out at the same time.

“No!”

“Really?”

You look to your father quickly, trying to catch his eye as he avoided looking at you.

“I mean, uh. Yeah, uhm yeah. H-he should come for dinner, yeah.”

Your mother came forward, patting Jake on his shoulder. “You’ll be fine ma’Jake. I think it would be nice, think about it. We can see what he’s really like.”

You nodded, “please dad? He’s super nice, and respectful! He’s like a family man.” You had made sure to add the last comment because you knew it would win your dad over.

You could see the cogs in his brain working as he actually thought about it.

“Hmm.. Okay, okay fine he can come over for dinner.”

You jumped into his arms, knocking him onto his butt on the floor. “Thank you! Thank you, thank you! Thank you dad! I love you!” You kissed his cheeks and hugged him, he smiled as he hugged you back.

“You’re welcome, and I love you too babygirl.”

“Now go, go get him for dinner. Because I will start preparing it soon.” Your mother shooed you, and you left hastily with a new excitement as she was pulling you out the hut.

You walked around for a bit, looking for Awpxey’s hut when you finally noticed his father, Puo outside, hanging loincloths to dry.

You walk up to him speaking quietly as to not abruptly disturb him. “Excuse me, Mr. Relongtai?” He turned around at the call of his name.

“Oh, Y/n. Oel Ngati Kameie.” He said, doing the hand sign’s greeting. “Oel Ngati Kameie.” You greet back.

“What brings you here Y/n?” He asked.

So Awpxey hasn’t said anything to his parents. Good, that’s good. For right now at least.

“I was wondering if I could borrow Awpxey for dinner? My, uhm, my parents invited him over for dinner.” Puo had smiled at you.

“That’s fine with me! I’ll pack him a plate to take so he doesn’t go over there empty handed! Just go look for him inside and tell him to get presentable. Don’t need my son to look ugly if I’m handsome.” He mutters his last sentence sarcastically, chuckling at his own joke.

“If I’m being honest, he has your looks!” You gave a kind smile.

Puo paused, “really?” He asked, patting his cheeks. He smiled before running into the hut, yelling, “Itxä! Itxä! Y/n said Awpxey has my looks! That means I look young right?”

You peeked into the hut, seeing Puo kneeling next to Itxä who was re-braiding her hair.

“Puo! Get away from me! Go hang the clothes like I told you!” She was nudging him away with her elbow, still skillfully braiding her hair.

“But Itxä, you don’t think I’m handsome?” Puo asked with a frown.

“I mean, sometimes. It deducts points when you drool, you know unless-” She was cut off by Puo.

“Okay! Thanks by honey see you later!” He rushed back out the hut.

You finally noticed Awpxey in the corner, cringing at his mother’s innuendo.

“Mom really? Unless? Unless what? You know, don’t even answer I’m okay.” You giggled, a hand covering your mouth.

That had caught Itxä and Awpxey’s attention. Awpxey stood with a smile once he saw you.

“Y/n. Are you okay? Did everything go good?” He approached you, a nervous look in his eye.

You nodded happily, “yeah, everything went good. Really good actually. They want you to come over for dinner.”

Awpxey’s eyes widened. They wanted him to come over?

“R-really?” He was shocked, very shocked.

“Mhm! And I’m sure it’s with good intention! My mother proposed the idea and my father even agreed!” You fiddled with a bracelet on your arm.

“Mrs. Relongtai, is it okay if Awpxey comes over for dinner at my house?” You ask, knowing it would be rude to not even acknowledge her.

“Yes please, don’t even ask! It’s good he goes out. Or just gets out.” She adds quietly.

“What? Mom!” He turned to her, her head facing the wall to not look at him.

“What? I didn’t say anything!” She rolled her eyes. “Make sure you take a plate of food to offer to the Sully’s! Don’t even think you’re going over there empty handed slugging your shoulders.” You laughed, covering your mouth as it accidentally came out to loud.

“Y/n? You’re laughing too?” You placed your hand on his chest, still covering your mouth, shaking your head.

“No, no I was just, uhm..” You mumbled from behind your hand as you tried to think of an excuse.

“You’re hurting my heart Y/n.” Awpxey said walking away, going and packing a plate of what his parents had made for dinner.

“You’ll be fine, and make sure you tell the Sully’s I said hello, Awpxey!” Itxä called from the floor.

“I will, bye mom, love you!” Awpxey said as he started to leave the hut, you in tow.

“Bye, love you too!” She called back. As you walked by his father, he also said his farewells.

“Bye dad, love you.” He said as he intertwined his fingers with yours.

“Bye Awpxey, see you later, correct?” His dad teased. Awpxey pursed his lips in embarrassment.

“Yeah dad see you later.” Awpxey grumbled.

“See you son, love you.” Puo said before turning back around, continuing to hang up clothing items and other pieces.

“Love you too.” Awpxey then pulled you a long with him, walking to your hut.

“Awpxey?” You call for him.

“Hm?” He hums back in response.

“How do you know where I live?” You genuinely question. You weren’t trying to press him on anything personal, you just wanted to know.

“Y/n..” He says, his face was almost in a form of shock. “What?” You respond confused.

“Almost like everybody knows where you live… You’re a royal Y/n, even then, everybody knows where everybody lives. And your hut gets a bit rowdy with your siblings. Though it’s definitely not the biggest household.” You nodded in agreement at his last comment, you always wonder how the Ipexti Family is doing.

And wonder how they even managed 14 kids.

“Yeah that makes a lot of sense. I’m sure my brother kind of just lets everybody know doesn’t he?” You said with a small laugh.

You didn’t notice it, but Awpxey stared at you, looking at your smile, and all the features on your face.

Eywa took her time on her.

He had thought, he shook his head continuing to walk towards your house.

As you got closer, you slowed as you noticed your brother, Lo’ak, standing in the entrance of the hut. His arms crossed over his chest and his foot tapping impatiently on the ground.

“Oh God…” You mumbled as you seen him.

“Is that Lo’ak?” Awpxey asked, his eyes squinting as he smiled.

“Oh my God. Just walk by or something, cover your face so he doesn’t see us.” You muttered as you placed a hand to cover the side of your face.

“Y/n!” A voice suddenly yelled out. You did not turn your head as you knew exactly who it was.

“Y/n Sully!” Lo’ak continued to yell.

Now you see why everyone knows where you live.

You walked even slower towards your home. Awpxey laughed, seeing how you felt embarrassed.

Once you were finally near the entrance, you had noticed Neteyam stand up from the table and stand behind Lo’ak. Once you were in front of Lo’ak, he squinted his eyes to Awpxey.

“And who are you?” Lo’ak sneered at him.

“Lo’ak!” But your call had fallen on deaf ears.

Awpxey opened his mouth to answer, but was silenced when a hand rose up towards his face.

“Save it. I want to know what you’re doing with my sister. And why you’re here, holding her hand.” Lo’ak poked his chest, his eyes trained  solely on Awpxey.

“Lo’ak.” You let out a low warning, Neteyam seemed to notice how serious you gotten. So he reached forward and placed a hand gently around Lo’ak’s elbow.

Awpxey raised his hands in surrender, balancing the covered plate of food in his other.

“I come in no harm. I’m here with your sister for this dinner and to meet your family.” Awpxey explained.

“Meet us for what? Are you trying to mate her?” Lo’ak jabbed his finger back into Awpxey’s chest, and his eyes widened at Lo’aks question, not even the gesture.

That’s when Neteyam pulled Lo’ak back by his elbow, turning him around and pushing him into the hut.

“That’s enough.” He said to Lo’ak, still gripping onto his arm. Lo’ak pulled his arm back, walking to the table and sitting down.

“I apologize for his behavior, he doesn’t usually act like this.” Neteyam said, facing Awpxey with an apologetic smile.

“That’s alright, I can see why he’s upset.” Awpxey smiled.

When Neteyam had finally looked away, you turned to Awpxey, “I’m sorry about him. Don’t let him make you upset he does that to everybody really.”

Awpxey laughed, “it’s okay Y/n, I really don’t have have a problem with it.” He said with a smile.

You nodded, giving a nervous smile back. When you faced back towards the hut, grabbing his hand gently. You were shocked to see how everyone in the hut had a stiff face.

Your mother and father included.

What happened to the happy go lucky moods they had earlier when they told you to invite him?

You sighed, already feeling defeated in some way.

You just hoped he didn’t want to leave you.

Approaching the table, you sat in your usual spot, making sure that there was enough space for Awpxey before looking at everyone.

No one was batting an eyelash at you, everyone was looking at Awpxey. Their faces serious. It shocking to you to see even Tuk staring at him with her face hard from next to you.

She grabbed onto your arm, hugging herself around it and resting her head in your bicep, your hand instinctively coming to the top of her head.

You couldn’t see it, but Tuk smiled to the other side of the table. To your siblings that sat on the other side, expectant.

They must have not taken the news of you bringing a boy home too kindly.

The tension in the air was so thick, and you could see it was working Awpxey’s nerves as he rubbed his hands up and down his thighs.

Though he was the first to break the silence, “I brought a plate of fwampop, I helped my mother make it for dinner. I don’t know if any of you like that, so I apologize if you don’t. I’m sure it should still be warm.” He pulled the wrapping off the top of the plate, showing the seasoned meat, steam elevating as the barrier was released.

“Fwampop is fine.” It was Kiri’s voice who cut into the air next. You noticed her posture and realized how intimidating she actually looked. Her arms crossed over her chest as she looked at Awpxey, the usual warm expression she wears, gone.

“Yeah, thank you.” Tuk said as she leaned forward, making sure to be in his line of sight as her tone wasn’t the most, welcoming.

Your mother gave an expectant look towards your brothers, making them flicker their eyes to each other before looking back at Awpxey.

“Thank you.” It wasn’t exactly rude, but it wasn’t nice either. You’ve never heard them sound so passive aggressive.

“It was very nice of you to bring us something, Awpxey.” Your mother broke her characteristic silence, her voice calming and comforting as she nodded her head Awpxey.

“Now, how about we eat, yeah?” Your dad asked, placing his hand around Neytiri’s waist, pulling her closer.

You all hummed and nodded in agreement.

When you all began to serve yourselves, saying a quick prayer before eating, you took the time to look around. Seeing that the atmosphere had lightened up somewhat, they were making their own conversations. In their own little worlds.

So you took that as an opportunity to talk to Awpxey.

“Hey..” You whisper, bumping his knee with yours. He turns his head, responding in a quiet “hm?” As he finished the food he was chewing.

“You okay?” You continue to whisper, keeping your head as straight as possible while still attempting to look at him.

“Yeah I’m good.” He whispered back, nodding.

“Good.” You nodded, giving him a smile before returning back to your food.

Once you all began to approach the end of your meals, you noticed everybody start to sit up straighter, clearing their throats.

Oh God.. The questions were to start now…

“So Awpxey..” Your father started, Awpxey already had his head up, his eyes and ears focused on your father to catch every word he said.

“What do you do? For the clan?” He finished.

Awpxey cleared his throat, “I am a Warrior.” Your father’s eyes widened for a split moment.

“Warrior?” Awpxey nodded. “Yes sir, I am.”

“How come..” Your father’s eyebrows were furrowed. “How come I’ve never seen you?”

Awpxey smiled, “I guess I’m not that important, or just unnoticeable.” You wrapped your fingers around his, your face scrunching in confusion.

His smile.. He looked so dejected, his eyes having a dog-tired look swirling in his irises.

You didn’t care if anyone at the table got mad at you for showing some type of ‘affection’ towards Awpxey.

Neytiri looked at the both of you, a smile on her face as she noticed the slight movement under the table.

“You work along side your father?” Your dad asked, wanting to change the subject as he as well noticed the expression on Awpxey.

Awpxey nodded, “most of the time, unless we’re assigned apart to different groups.” Your father hummed and nodded.

Neytiri cleared her throat quietly, bringing the attention of everyone to her.

“I made kalin paste. If anybody wants any?”

Everyone around the table quickly nodded. Your mother looked towards Jake, pointing her chin to the pot that held the paste.

“And don’t eat it all while you’re over there.” Your fathers ears twinged purple in embarrassment.

“I won’t..” He muttered, his lips pursed as he walked to the steaming pot.

Minutes later, you all had your own servings of the kalin paste. Lo’ak with the most on his plate.

As you finished up your plate, you took the time to look around at your family.

Neteyam, he was in his own world, Lo’ak, he was still scraping for scraps of the paste on his plate, Kiri, she was fiddling with something in her hands, your parents, who were talking with their hands in front of their face as if they were gossiping like teenagers.

Which they were.

Now on your right, closest to your parents was Awpxey. And you were unprepared when you turned your head to look at him to find him already staring at you.

“Hey..” He whispers, a smile on his face.

“Hi.” You whisper back, the same smile mirroring onto your face.

“Can you tell your mom that her kalin paste is the best I’ve had? It’s really good, please tell her.” You smiled, your hand coming to cover it as you nodded in agreement.

“What are you doing?” As he asked, you hesitated in answering, but you had already decided.

“People Watching.” You say with an embarrassed smile.

“People Watching?” Awpxey echoes curiously. You were relieved when you didn’t hear any type of disgust or disappointment in his tone or face. He was genuinely curious.

“It’s where you kind of just, uhm, you know. Watch people? But it’s not that simple. You- you mostly actually observe them. And think, think a lot about what they’re like, or what they can be like. What they could be like. You evaluate them, study, but on a emotional and physical note? When you People Watch, you aren’t supposed to judge, because all it is, is an observation, and thinking.” As you end your rambling, you bring a hand to your mouth and squeeze it tightly, not even for a second.

It was an unfortunate habit you developed young when you realized you talked to much.

Awpxey noticed, and in an attempt to distract you, he grabbed your hand gently. Intertwining your fingers together.

“That’s really cool.” He squeezes your hand, a toothy smile adorning his lips.

“You think so?” Your eyes search his, looking for any type of sign that could show he’s lying.

“Of course! How long have you been doing this?”

“My whole life. It’s actually like a hereditary thing. Mostly between the females in my family. My grandma, her mom, my mom, my late aunt, my sisters do it too, only sometimes. And my brothers.” You roll your eyes at the me ruin of your brothers, thinking of mostly Lo’ak. He stares at people. Little weirdo.

You hoped, hoped that this genetic trait didn’t scare him away and make you look even more like the weirdo you are.

It doesn’t, it really doesn’t.

All these little things you tell him, these details. He eats it all up, saving it to his memories and saving it to learn more about it later.

He was planning to try and do this “People Watching” trick when he got home, or when his stomach wasn’t as full.

Maybe he could try it with his parents? His friends while they train, or just strangers around the clan.

Though nobody in this clan is really a stranger.

“I wanna try it,” he frowned. You laughed, “why are you frowning? You could try it now if you want? With my parents and siblings? But you might be too tired, kalin paste is heavy on the stomach.” He nodded in agreement.

“Can I do it tomorrow? I really wanna try it.” He slouched.

You smiled, “you can do it tomorrow. I think you’ll enjoy it.”

Awpxey smiled, looking at yours. His eyes trailed your face, looking at your lips.

It was as if his surroundings melted, Awpxey was stuck in a white space with just you. His hand squeezed yours tighter, eyes moving across your face in a triangular motion.

When he began to raise his hand to try and caress your chin, everything rushed back to him.

He’s still in your family’s hut, still sitting at your dining table, still with your family.

“Oh, uhm.” He stumbled, his hand slowly coming back down, lightly slapping against his lap.

You let out a small chuckle, wondering what was going through Awpxey’s head at this exact moment.

“Awpxey?” You mutter quietly, a small giggle escaping your mouth as you see him come back to reality, blinking a bit too hard.

“S-sorry Y/n..” He stuttered, you began to nod in response, opening your mouth to say something before something brushed against your back, skin brushed against your back.

You turn your head to look behind you, only to be met with a swaying Tuk, a drowsy weighed-down look on her face.

“Tuk?” Your sister took your attention from Awpxey. Though he had no problem with that with how questionable Tuk’s state was.

“Is she okay?” But Awpxey’s voice only echoed in the back of your mind, right now, the only thing you can think of is Tuk.

“Tuk? Tuk what happened?” You grasped her cheeks in your hands, turning her face towards you. You could tell she was mumbling something, but you could not see what.

“What are you saying Tuk? What happened?”

“A-ate to much… Ate to much kalin paste.. Stomach hurts and I’m very tired…” She mumbled.

You felt a bit relieved as you realized it wasn’t anything serious, but the fact she was in pain made you sad.

“Okay then Tuk,” you laugh. “I’ll go put you to bed, okay?”

All Tuk was able to offer back was a simple nod.

You stood up, scooping Tuk up in a bridal style. She was obviously very, very tired by the way she snuggled her head closer to your chest, curling up in your arms.

When you reached the sleeping mats, you placed Tuk on her respective mat, tucking her in, saying a quick prayer before you placed a kiss on her forehead and left.

When you arrived back at the table, your parents had asked you what happened with Tuk, which you explained.

“She ate to much kalin paste and got dizzy? But she was swaying and said her stomach hurt, oh, and that she was tired. So I just put her to bed.”

Your mother smiles and nodded in appreciation, you always made things a bit easier for her around the house.

You loved helping out, it would make you feel complete when you were always able to help people.

Awpxey watched you, he watched quietly as he seen you walk back to the table, an empty spot now behind you where Tuk was previously sat.

“Sorry about that. I just get really worried about my siblings.” You rub your hand against your forearm embarrassingly, not noticing Awpxey’s smile.

“Don’t apologize for it, it’s okay.” He messed with his loincloth. You smile, flashing a tired smile.

Awpxey had noticed, seeing the small bags under your eyes. “Hey, do you want me to go now? You look pretty tired.” Your eyes flicker to his, now at the fact it was pointed out, you started to feel sluggish. Your eyes struggling to keep themselves open as the kalin paste started to push down on your stomach.

“You know what? Now that you said that, I actually feel super tired.” You rub your eye, holding back a yawn in your throat. Awpxey smiled at you, “I’ll tell your parents.”

He turned towards your parents, who were still in their conversation, trying to find a part to speak to them without interrupting.

“Excuse me Mr. and Mrs. Sully?” Your parents stop, looking towards Awpxey, “yeah honey?” Neytiri says with a smile.

“I’m going to be heading home now, Y/n’s very tired and I don’t want to hold your family up any longer.” Neytiri and Jake both smiled, nodding their heads toward Awpxey.

“Okay Awpxey, be careful and make it home safe, okay?” Your mom said. Awpxey nodded, “I will Mrs. Sully! Thank you for having me for dinner, it was very good, and your kalin paste is the best!” Neytiri and Jake laughed together, your father nodding in agreement.

You smiled, getting up to walk Awpxey to the entrance of the hut. But what you didn’t know was that Kiri had also gotten up, following you both out the hut.

Right when you were about to wish Awpxey a goodnight and send him off, your sister, Kiri had rounded the corner coming to a stop at your side.

“Kiri? Is something wrong?” Your sister shook her head, looking forward to Awpxey.

“I wanted to bring him this, here you go Awpxey.” Your sister pushed an object into Awpxey’s hand.

Awpxey looked down at it, holding and feeling the smoothed surface of the object, not being able to tell what it was straight away.

“It’s a Lepidolite, a peace stone, it brings good luck. I’m giving it to you now that you are in a relationship with my sister, so you are both stable enough to take care of each other.” Kiri said with a sincere nod. Awpxey smiled, “thank you Kiri. That’s very thoughtful of you.”

You watched with smile, seeing how Awpxey fidgeted with the polished surface of the lilac-gray crystal.

“Goodnight guys, see you in the morning Y/n.” Kiri waved the both of goodbye, walking back into the hut and heading towards the sleeping mats.

You waved her goodbye, turning back towards Awpxey, feeling shy.

“Too quiet to say goodnight to me now too?” Awpxey teased as he leaned down to your face, trying to catch your eyes.

You giggled, “be quiet Awpxey.” Your cheeks burning as you smiled hard.

You turned your head up in his direction, smiling as you tried to hold back a laugh and make eye contact with him.

“Goodnight Awpxey, get a good nights rest, okay?” He nodded, reciprocating. “You too Y/n, sleep well..”

You both stood in a small silence, it was comfortable and not awkward. Awpxey was the one who made the initiating move and leaned forward, planting a small kiss on your lips.

You were quick to kiss him back, making sure not to leave his lips stranded for too long.

When you both parted, a small ‘smooch’ sound indicating that your lips separated, you stood with your hands clasped together behind your back.

“Goodnight Y/n.”

“Goodnight Awpxey.”

After finally saying goodnight, Awpxey walked back home, smiling all the way back to his hut. Happy to see his parents together in their sleeping mat.

When you were done recollecting yourself outside of your hut, you walked back inside. Shocked to find all the plates put away, hanging to dry.

When you walked toward the family room, looking to see where everyone went. You were not shocked to see everybody already asleep, tangled in their own bedrolls.

You were happy to see your parents together in their sleeping mat.

Getting into your mat and tucking yourself in, you reflected on your day. Thinking about how it was a really good day and how your family accepted Awpxey.

You yawned, turning on your left side as your eyes began to shut due to your tiredness.

Warmly, you let your body succumb to the drowsiness you felt.

Oh my gosh you guys. This is longggg… I feel like almost all of my stories are long, maybe to long. Because I just write when I have the time and I don’t have like an active word count, so i just write. I apologize if it’s to much for you! Also I just want to mention @creamboba ! I didn’t know if you wanted to be tagged, I’m sorry if you didn’t! Oh my gosh please excuse any spelling mistakes I try my best to proof read but I get tired you guys. But anyway, thank you for reading 🤍!

[silveryclear]

Obsesión (Obsession) ❤️‍🔥

Friend, Keagan, and the art belong to @stnaf-vn

NSFW MDNI all content regarding STNAF and this blog is strictly 18+

Pairings: Friend X GN!Reader (One Sided) | Keagan X GN!Reader (Established Relationship)

CW: Obsessive Behavior | Harassment | Drugging | Kidnapping | Implied Murder

A/N: Ahh, Aventura... how I love your toxic love songs. Especially this one, it’s the literal embodiment of a yandere. I'm not saying listening to this band as a kid fed into my obsession with yanderes, but I’m not saying it didn’t- And since Friend is my favorite, well... this happened. It's short, but I hope you all still enjoy! Also, listen to the song, that shit is fire.

Description: After returning with your ex, Keagan, Friend’s obsessive tendencies were unleashed. His behavior put a strain in your friendship, and you decided it was best to take a break from Friend and stay with Keagan for a while. This doesn’t sit well with Friend… so he calls you up in the middle of the night to tell you how he really feels~

English Translation-Lyrics

Words in red are lyrics from the song

Your phone rings, interrupting your sleep.

You wake up and carefully remove Keagan’s arms from your body as you answer the phone quickly to not wake up your boyfriend, closing the bedroom door behind you as you step into the hallway. “Hello?”

“Shhh, just listen.” Friend’s shaky voice sounds through the phone, making you freeze in your tracks.

“It’s 5’o clock in the morning

And I haven’t slept a wink,

Thinking of your beauty, I am going to end up insane.”

“Insomnia is my punishment; your love will be my relief,

And until you are mine I will not live in peace.”

Your phone trembles in your hand as you hear your best friend’s terrifying confession. You should hang up, you know you should, this isn’t healthy for either of you. You slowly make your way to the dark living room and sit on the couch to steady yourself. Moonlight pools through the glass window beside you, illuminating your trembling figure. Your thoughts drown in oblivion as you clutch your phone tighter.

“I met your boyfriend alright, short and not good-looking,

And I know he does not love you from his way of speaking.”

“Besides, you don’t love him, and he’s nowhere near your league.

He doesn’t know how to please you like I would.”

Your breath hitches, a feeling of warmth slowly makes it’s way to your face and you swallow dryly. You can feel the cold sense of dread and the warmth of your face overwhelm you into a state of confusion. Still, you can’t bring yourself to hang up the phone.

“But I will have patience because he is not competition.

That’s why there is no reason for me to respect your relationship.”

You snap out of your confused and fearful state, finally finding your voice and stopping Friend on his tracks.

“No, this isn’t love.

What you feel is called obsession,

A delusion in your thoughts

That makes you do things…”

Your winded voice shakes as you say the last sentence,

“That is how the heart works.”

Friend remains silent for a few seconds, his breathing growing ragged and you swear you can hear the obsessive smirk on his voice once he speaks again,“So you understand.”

He lets out a laugh, one that is too melodic, too innocent. The contrast between the sound and his possessive words, makes the unsettling feeling within you grow. You begin to wish you had hung up earlier. “I’m so happy you understand, sweetheart~” He whispers with affection, sounding relieved for a reason you can’t quite figure out yet…

“Understand what?” You ask hesitantly. You stare at the darkness in front of you, unfocused. You hold your breath as you wait for his answer, clutching the phone with a vice.

Too engrossed in the answer, you hadn’t noticed the sudden breeze coming from the now open glass window. You barely felt the dip on the couch cushion in which you were sitting. It wasn't until you heard familiar heavy breathing next to you that your head snapped to look at its source.

A shadow covered the only source of light in the living room, looming over your frozen body as you now came face to face with your best friend, wearing that same lovesick, crazed face he had the day you left him. The lack of proper illumination made him look even more twisted and mad, his chest heaving and eyes shining with obsession.

Before you could call out for Keagan, Friend already had a damp cloth covering your nose and mouth, his arms wrapped around your thrashing body as he shushes you softly.

You cry and whimper, trying to pry your arms from Friend’s tight grip to claw, hit, punch… to do anything to escape! But Friend only held you tighter as tears rolled down your cheeks. All your flailing and struggling proved to be useless against his weight and strength. Instead, you felt yourself becoming weaker as you breathed in the substance on the cloth. “That’s it, baby… just breathe. It’ll all be over soon~” He whispered soothingly into your ear as you fell easily into his trap, your earlier struggle only tiring you as you gasped for more air.

Once Friend felt you slowly relax in his grasp he pulled you onto his lap and kissed your temple softly, nuzzling his face in your hair and inhaling your scent. You shiver and try your best to stay awake, your lips parting to call out for help, but only a sigh escaped your lips. Friend raises his head from your hair and looks at you, his smile faltering slightly as he gently wipes away your tears. Then, he slowly picks up your limp body and places you on the couch laying down. He kneels on the floor in front of you and kisses your temple again, his hand gently stroking your hair. “Just go to sleep, sweetheart… I promise that when you wake up, everything will go back to normal.” He smiles softly at you as he whispers.

You try to move or even make a sound, but you can’t. You’re at the mercy of your best friend and all you can do is slowly succumb to the beckoning darkness and hope that it was all just a dream; one you’ll soon wake up from while being embraced by Keagan.

As if he read your thoughts, Friend’s smile turns sinister. He stands up, his tall figure looming over you, giving out a threatening aura. But it’s not directed at you. And you realize too late the lengths your friend would go to keep you by his side forever. The last words you hear him utter send chills throughout your body, accompanied by a wave of guilt and nausea. Friend chuckles darkly,

“Everything will be alright… as soon as I take care of the persistent scum in our lives. Permanently.”

[books-and-catears]

Goodbye Dearest MC

Brothers reacting to MC getting killed trying to save them (Part 4: Satan)

<- Leviathan

You wanted to live. You wanted to live and grow older with me didn't you?! Then why...WHY did you throw yourself to death for me!?

Your eyes met right before disaster struck. He literally watched you make a split-second decision and dive forward, jumping on top of him.

To his horror, your calculations were correct. The airborne weapons were definitely set to fall upon Satan. If you hadn't intervened.

"MC NO!" He cried out trying to shield your back with his arms, but you were holding him down, his arms pinned to the side. You knew in the last second, he'd try to save you.

"You would have...lost your arms...silly..." You said between heavy breathing. With your strength diminishing, he freed himself from under you, cradling your injured body.

"SO WHAT IF I LOST MY ARMS?! DAMNIT MC!" Satan made you lean on his chest, as he tried to observe the damage on your back. He hated what he saw. His head swam with rage and misery.

"Without your arms...you can't flip pages..." You argued. "And worst of all ...you can't pet cats. Your arms are important." He almost laughed. In a desperate time like this, he almost laughed.

Who else except you could do this to him? What a joyless world it would be without you. He was muttering every heal he had stored away in his memory for any situation like this. And yet they were hardest to remember now.

"Remember we used to...read books about stories like this...and we used to talk about...what we'd do..." You were almost in a trance. Satan let you keep talking, he knew you were doing it to distract from the burning pain you were in.

"Now that it's happening...I feel like we didn't talk.. about it nearly...nearly enough..." You stared up at his big blue eyes, swimming in unshed tears. "You can cry...I know you want to."

His tears fell as if on cue. Violent sobs rose from his chest as he hugged you tight and cried into your shoulder. He didn't even need to tell you, did he?

"You knew, didn't you...You knew no amount of healing would save you...You did this on FUCKING PURPOSE ..." Satan said, desperately trying to get his emotions under control. But this feeling was new. He never learnt how to handle it - how to make it go away.

"In that one second, I saw your eyes change. They were panicked until they weren't anymore. I didn't understand what it meant until you... It took you one mere second to make peace with your death!" All the knowledge in the world, yet what was the point if it couldn't save you?

You smiled. Acknowledging that everything he said was right. "The weapons were... cursed with ...special runes. A lot of them ....don't have counterparts.... for undoing."

Satan felt his heart dying, slowing down to match the pace of yours. "I won't forgive you for this. Do you have no idea how much you mean to me? Did you forget how much I need you?"

"You've always loved... solitude more...silly. It won't be...too bad." You leaned deeper into him, as if memorizing the texture of his sweater and how his muscles feel through it. "I'm glad..my last moments are... alone with you.."

Satan stayed silent, feeling desolate and defeated. He listened to you intently. Your precious last few words. "Perhaps after this... you'll understand Lucifer... a little better too."

"I wish you happiness Satan...I wish you all the happiness ...you gave me..." You grew dizzier, the air escaping your lungs. "I hope.. I see you again..."

He struggled to keep composure. His throat full of lumps and tears. "Safe journey, dear MC..." He let out a sharp cry of agony as your head fell limp and your eyes closed forever.

His eyes went wide. It was true. Satan had felt Lucifer's grief, but without a connection and without reason.

Now even Satan had a reason. Now Satan had his very own Lilith story. Now Satan knew exactly why Lucifer sacrified his autonomy to Diavolo. And Satan now started walking, carrying you, towards the castle to do the same.

[aidaronan]

64 for the spotify wrapped/steddie ficlet thing💕💕💕

So I guess I mixed up these two numbers and you should've gotten the Scary Kids song I used for this fill yesterday lmao So I'm actually giving you #24 because.. oops? At least I managed to actually do a ficlet this time. 64 24 Bad Omens - Death of Peace of Mind

You're in the Walls That I've Made

Tags & Warnings: Angst, spice, angst with a hopeful ending Memories come to him in dreams that won’t let go. Dreams of milky skin slick with sweat, of bodies moving together in the heat, in the cold, in every season between. Teeth sinking into skin, hands tangling in hair and tugging rough. When Eddie wakes up, he swears he can taste Steve on his lips, that he can smell his scent clinging to the pillows, that he can almost imagine that exact way he felt around him. Inside him. Beside him. Fuck, it haunts Eddie all these months later, that he had that hand in his and dared for a fucking second to let it go. But he did. Stumbling barefoot into the kitchen, he rewinds the tape in the answering machine propped up on a stack of unpacked boxes. He listens to the only saved messages. “So it’s about three in the morning and I can’t sleep,” Steve says, voice distorted by phone lines and countless replays. “I told you to go, and I love you and I… I want you to go is the thing. I want you to get out, and I want the whole world to know Eddie Munson can shred or whatever. I want you to be happy, fuck, Eds. I do. But…” There’s a long pause that drags on, filled only by dead air and the quiet mechanical sound of the reels spinning. “But I-” Then the beep of the message cutting off. Eddie counts the seconds before the next message starts. He could mouth along to every word now, match every little rise and fall in Steve’s voice. Every frantic syllable. “I don’t know how to… I want you to go, but I also want to nail your feet to the goddamned floor, you know? Eddie, I can’t. I can’t— ” Steve chokes on his words. “I guess it’s three in the morning so I can pretend it was sleep deprivation or whatever that made me say something so selfish right now but…” Another pause. Click, click, whir. An inhale Eddie can hear even on the tinny tape. When Steve says the last three words, his voice is raspy and soft and worn.

“But don’t go.” The tape beeps again. There’s nothing new after that. Then again, there wouldn’t be. Eddie hasn’t had the phone lines hooked up yet in house he’s been building, the house with room for two. He does have electric though, at least in the kitchen. Which means he can make coffee while he thinks about the dreams. And he can lean against the unpainted cabinets and sip the coffee during the small window he has before all the contractors show up. He can also let his hand slip into his pajama pants while he stares at the framing of a half-wall leading into the living room, can close his eyes and remember counting the beauty marks on Steve’s back while he plunged into him over and over again, while he held Steve’s hips and watched the sweat ruin his perfect hair. Fucking stupid. That’s always how Eddie feels after he comes. Fucking stupid that he left. Fucking stupid that he hasn’t called, that he hasn’t told Steve he haunts him like a ghost, that he’s building this house with walls that can hold him too. Eddie wipes himself clean with a kitchen towel and scrubs a hand over his face, feeling the scarring on his jawline—proof that he can be brave. He just wishes he could remember fucking how. He changes clothes and plays the messages again, unpacking one of the boxes, putting a slew of pictures into actual honest-to-God frames. There's a picture of Eddie and Corroded before they split—half to college, half to Cali to form a new band that would eventually get Eddie build-a-house money.

There's a nice prom night 8x10 of Eddie and Chrissy after Supergirl somehow literally pulled her back from the grave. There's the Hellfire Club too in all it's 1986 glory.

Eddie fills frame after frame with memories old and new. But he saves the big collage frame for last, saves all the pictures he’d bought it for so he can put off the way they'll make him feel, so he can savor them at the same time. Even holding them tastes bittersweet on the back of his tongue.

They're all Steve. Group shots, Polaroids, photo strips from the mall. Some are with the kids, some are with the girls or the whole crew. The one Eddie fits into the slot dead center though? That’s just the two of them, casual enough Eddie won’t have to pay off any of the construction crew, or so it looks anyway. Because as casual and just-friends as he and Steve seem to be in the photo, they'd had their hands in each others' pockets behind their backs, arms crisscrossed, skin warm where they'd touched. The tip of his thumb aching, Eddie finishes bending all the little metal tabs that hold on the back of the frame, realizing as soon as it's done that he’s put the whole damn thing back together upside-down. It startles a wet laugh out of him, breaking open an ache that has never left his chest.

An ache that spills and spills, bottomless, gnawing, maddening. It takes the sharp edges of his car keys digging into his palm for him to realize he’s grabbed them. It’s a mile or so to the nearest payphone. His tires squeal on the pavement. His brain squeals in his skull. Hands shaking, he drops half his change onto the concrete, but he knows the goddamned number by heart. He dials it perfectly.

Ring.

Ring. “Hello,” Steve says, and Eddie feels like he’s been punched in the gut. For several long seconds, he thinks he might not be able to talk after all, that he got this far only to fumble it in the end. His tongue feels two sizes to large. His throat too small.

"Hello?"

Eddie sucks in a breath and squeezes his eyes shut, summoning the Eddie who once faced the hoard, who chose to die and lived. Who chose to die and loved.

When he speaks, it feels like he's trying to use muscles he hasn't used in centuries, coaxing them back into motion so he can rasp out a single sound, swift as a spear slicing through the night: “Steve.”

[stromy-weather]

Husband Akutagawa

I love this man so much he deserves the world....<3

Got these promots from my bot, but I just want to special rant about how I feel they would be as a husband. There is no mention of a strict gender but pregnancy is mentioned. Mention of smut.

How did you end up with him?

God only knows why seriously he questions it when he lays awake, staring at your peaceful sleeping face. Some night as he holds you so close.

He may be cold-hearted, but he is not a monster he is human after all. Or to what he thinks he is. He tends to be very hesitant with his touch. He practically touches you as your glass scared you, just nothing. That he is going to lose you if he is not careful.

He doesn't know how to show affection, but he tries. You are his first lover and well now last. He makeing sure nothing happens to you.

Protects you with his life. He doesn't give a shit about his being at the time. He would literally kill for you.

Slow dancing to slow dance with you to classical music...he just feels calmed by them...

If you don't kiss him on the lip after a while, be would be confused. He doesn't know how to ask for affection without getting flustered, so he might just pull you into a kiss with a slightly pink on his face. It might end in a harsh kiss since he would just slam your face into his. He doesn't know how to kiss well, ok? He is trying, ok. :(

He liked a big scary dog when behind you, but when you looked/faced him. He melts inside, eyes soften, he could just scoop you up and take you home.

The wedding ring he wears he never takes off. No one, and I mean no one, can say shit about it before he uses his ability to kill them if they say something negative.

You are his home. He keeps you safe. Given his work in the Mafia. Home is where you are, your his comfort and peace after a very long day of work.

Sometimes, he loses his cool and yells at you, but he oplgozes after. He doesn't mean too he is just very stressed. Never raise a hand to hit you, but would yell at pent-up stress. Poor baby doesn't know how to control his emotions well.

Would never want to see fear on your face. Only happiness. The very same reason why he fell in love with you and asked you to marry him. You see something in him that he can't. And the feeling of letting someone else get that light doesn't stick right with him.

He doesn't smother you and wishes not to be smother[mabye if he to stress of life and needs a break] but wouldn't mind the fact. He respectfully to your space as you are to his.

He is very overprotective/jealous levels high for his own good. Well, he has you all to himself that he doesn't plan on sharing. death glare at the person. The only person who can touch you is his sister Gin freely, that is. Would use Rashōmon to throw a bitch. Don't test this, man.

Don't even mention Atsushi man hates that man in a way. No words of another man's name come from your mouth unless it is his own.....please he have bad trust issues.

He doesn't want kids. Nope. Have you seen what he does for a living? He literally kills people. He only tolerates a certain amount of people and some underlings, Gin and you. But it's just maybe a small. A really small part hopes for it when he decides he wants to get down to an actual family.

Lives off of your affection, praise - just love in general even if he doesn't act like it. See it as the highest praise he can get.

Would use Rashōmon to gently pull you if he wants attention or when something happens. He gladly uses it to spin you in his direction if you stop paying attention to him. It makes him feel there are other uses to his ability than using it for blood shed.

Going off that you're busy and haven't given him attention or he needs your presence. He uses his ability to pull you close.

He doesn't see points at affection. Kiss him gross. Do it again.

Hand holding calms him, rub you hand in his hair he will melt.

Just have your body near him and he would be the most happiest man ever.

Please take good care of this boy. He very overwork a lot.

Can cook and clean, but sometimes it becomes a lot because of his lungs. Does his best. Gin probably lives with you guys, so she helps out alot aswell.

Preferably like to be the big spoon, but if anything, and he is tired as shit he wouldn't say it but a small spoon as he hides away in your chest. Listing to their heartbeat as he drifts off to sleep, holding you close.

If drunk, he is very cuddling and quiet. He only wants you around no one else. He is more open when drunk about it his feelings. Or would slur a lot of words. Using Rashōmon yet again to keep your near.

When lovemaking, I feel like he might be a top now before he stays a dominant bottom only because he is so scared of hurting you when you two are dating. Now that both of you are married, he doesn't mind being top... seeing your face as you make oh so wonderful noises for him drives him crazy. He goes gently but can grow rough. Doesn't mind using his rashomon on you...

He lives a pretty good life. He gets paid a good he is rich amount. Like really man rich if anything. He lives in a simple apartment since he doesn't see the need for extra stuff like pools or any of the fancy stuff. Just a simple place he can rest with you and Gin happily from problems.

"... you know... you should laugh like that more...it's...not bad..."

"Keep your hands away from what's not yours. I believe they said they aren't interested."

"Stay with me...?"

NSFW.

if he is stressed, he probably goes rough, but he asks so many times in ahead to make sure you're ok with this. He may be stressed, but he is not going to be full-on hurt his lover.

Probably have a safe word to make sure if anything goes too far.

"What happened to yo- hm- your hot mouth? What cat got your tongue? Speak up, brat."

" I love you...hm..."

Proff read- nope

[ladypiscesmoon]

Timothée Chalamet & Armie Hammer

This reading was done on the 27th of February and is alleged/for entertainment purposes only.

It has been a while since I read for these two. I think I did the last full reading last October, when they weren’t on great terms. I checked in a couple of times after that, but it didn’t change. Armie needed space and Timmy gave him exactly that.

I have had a lot of asks for these two, also when I wasn’t able to answer due to my health problems. But here we go:

From the words and pictures tarot & the Prism oracle:

Judgement reversed (doubt, self-loathing, lack of self awareness) & cleanse (love and appreciation for yourself, wiping away dust and grime, reveal the shine underneath bringing a sense of calm, ease and clarity)

As difficult it was for Timmy (I sense he felt betrayed and very lonely) I think Armie needed this time to make up his mind. After his anger faded, he was really hurt for a long time and still is. But he started to remember the times he was really happy with Tim. These two will always find their way back to each other, so it seems.

9 of cups (contentment, wishes come true, comfort, emotional, stability) & creativity (embrace magic, enjoy the process), caution ( don’t rush things, slow down, listen to your inner voice, proceed with care)

What I picked up from this: yes, I think Armie finally reached out to Timmy. Both have to proceed with care, though. I think they really have to talk about what they expect from each other and talk about boundaries. They shouldn’t rush or they will have the same problems again. Also I sensed that Timmy really literally has to slow down. I’m worried he will burn himself out. Apparently he’s sick now, a sign that he has to listen to his body.

The lovers (choices, relationship, union of harmony, full of trust, confidence and strength. Physical attraction and inner harmony) & peace (bring a sense of peace into your lives after a period of turmoil as a sign of healing, reflect on opening your heart, stillness together), determination (reach your goals, the summit of the mountain is within reach)

Love is not the issue here. It’s obvious their connection is strong. But that’s not always enough. Except for free will, one must always be willing to grow in a relationship, to be vulnerable, to communicate, to not be afraid of taking a leap. So I think this is hopeful, but they have to work for it. And I think they’re willing to work for it after this period of separation.

King of pentacles reversed ( greed, indulgence, obsessiveness with financial success, desire for things, temptation) & reflection (mirroring, teaching, encouraging to move forward, make important changes in your life, deep self-inquiring)

I think that Armie actually thought that Timmy was weak in accepting offers from the Kardashian’s and that he was over-ambitious or had a little bit of an ego. Strangely enough, I think Armie mirrors that, when he was younger he also did things he’s not proud of and even now he’s not always thinking before he acts. So he was hurt, yes, but I feel that Tim thought: well, you can make mistakes, but I can’t?

Now that Armie is a bit cooled off, he reflects on good things and wants to move on from this.

5 of pentacles reversed (recovery, isolation) & intuition (where is it guiding you? What does it tell you?

They should now build the contact up again, hopefully they will.

The secret language of the soul

Heal your masculine aspect, transform old situations into new possibilities, lovingly speak your truth, ground yourself

I purchased this deck a month ago and I really like it. What is the message here?

Thoughts: work on healing and resentment, create a balance. Let go of what no longer serves you, it will be uncomfortable but it will lead you into greater freedom and harmony. There are a lot of possibilities to make it work, if you two will do the work and TALK to each other. Take responsibility for your own role in the situation and think about how it impacted the other. Take responsibility for past behaviour, be honest with each other, mature, develop trust. Learn how to be vulnerable instead of acting in anger if you’re hurt.

Love oracle cards & lovers oracle

What would they like to say to each other?

Armie: top row

Timmy: bottom row

Heart shape cards: both. Of course the soulmate card came out, I was expecting that, I don’t think I ever did a reading for these guys without the twin flame card, or the soulmate card.

Armie is clearly ready to move past this and try to mend things. Tim seems to want to build up their communication. Not today ( the last card), I feel has more to do with him avoiding to much stress, because he feels sick and exhausted. I don’t feel he is not wanting to talk to Armie. But yeah, he certainly could do with a break from press and promotion.

This concludes the reading. Bear in mind, readers can interpret cards in different ways, this is what I pick up, and what I feel. Be nice to each other!

If you have any questions about this reading or other things, feel free to ask.

[dearjjunie]

always (kang taehyun x gn!reader)

wc: 901

genre: angst, fluff, right person wrong time au

warnings: hint towards sex in the beginning (literally the tiniest hint), a lot of late night/early morning emotions put into this :,)

a/n: this is my first time in years writing a fic so i apologize in advance ! but i will be working hard to improve my writing in hopes to make you guys happy ! (even tho this may be angsty oops.) pls remember to like and reblog if you enjoy <3 mwah

he looks down at you laying against his chest, you look so peaceful he couldn’t even think about waking you up right now. moving your hair from covering your face as he kisses the top of your head “you deserve more than this” he whispers softly into the night as you shuffle and pull him closer, if he had it his way he would stay in this place forever. holding you close, saying sweet nothings knowing you won’t hear him or remember, but keeping hope that maybe his words will become a part of your dreams, that maybe it’ll be different next time. slipping away as quietly as he can to make sure you’re asleep, looking back one last time before he closes the door.

it always ended like this, with you waking up alone in a bed with memories of him still there. the slight dip and creases in the sheets that he left behind, the faint smell of his cologne still in the air, the tooth brush he left behind knowing that even after the cycle of push and pull continues, he’ll always be back.

it would start with a text, claiming it would be different, he changed, telling you he wanted you truly and only you. only to be left with nothing but the remains of his presence that he left behind, no matter how hard you try to stay away you come running back just as fast as he does. but you weren’t innocent at all, it was equal fault if not the universe itself for making soulmates meet at the wrong time.

maybe one day you can both get it right.

that’s the day you decided to make it work.

a few months later you’re laying in bed with your mind racing, endless thoughts of him, your future, anything and everything going around your head, things have been so good, the only thing you need is him. you groan as you fail to doze off again, not finding a comfortable sleeping position anywhere. ‘fuck it’ you say as you reach for your phone on the bedside table, praying to the universe this time will be different.

yn

why is sleep so uncomfortable

delivered 4:38 am

taehyun

why are u awake . it’s 4 am

delivered 4:40 am

yn

i could ask u the same lmao

delivered 4:41 am

taehyun?

delivered 4:42 am

do you wanna meet at our spot?

delivered 4:44 am

i cant stop thinking about you

delivered 4:44 am

taehyun

i’ll be there in a bit just wait for me at the tree

delivered 4:53 am

slipping on some comfy warm clothes and shoes, you start your way towards the tree that has become your designated meeting spot to get away from the world.

after a short walk you arrive, sitting on the ground with your back against the tree and pulling your knees closer to your body, you sigh and take in the view around you, checking your phone for the time that stares back at you. 5:12. less than half an hour before blue hour, the magical hour as everyone calls it. you wish with everything in you that was true, you needed something to work out right.

hearing footsteps and raising your head up, noticing the blue-haired male also in comfy clothes standing a few feet away from you, he walks over and grabs your hand to pull you up, with no words spoken you both start walking up the hill to your spot.

once you got to the top you sit on the hill with him following your actions, your eyes gazing over the city below. all those people with such different lives, everyone being different but always the same.

you feel his eyes on you, looking towards him as you tear up “i’m tired of this game, i want you. only you.” looking into those brown eyes full of stars as you admit what you’ve been holding in for so long.

he turns his body towards you and motions you to do the same, grabbing your face with both hands as he wipes your tears with his thumb. “it’s always been you, only you.” you let out a sob as you cling onto him, wondering how things got so complicated so quick, why it took so long for the emotions overwhelming you to break free.

he pets your hair as you pull away, looking deep into his eyes for any signs of hesitation, any sign that this was like the other times, only to find nothing but love and adoration. “i’m sorry i took so long, but i know what i want. you.” he whispers to you with sincerity.

you look over to the city again, seeing the blue hue over the scene in front of you, looking down at your phone as you get a notification, with him curiously doing the same as the time turns right in front of you. 5:53. you look back up at each other “i need us to be real this time” is all you’re able to get out before he’s softly pressing his lips against yours, this kiss is different from past ones, used to the rough lust-filled kisses. breaking away from the gentle kiss, you look into his eyes and smile for the first time that day “then let’s be real” he smiles and leans in for another kiss. today was the day you were both determined to stay.

[turrondeluxe]

One question I would like to ask: [How do the turtle tots see their papa? (Part 1, because I can't put everything in here)] Do they idolize him as their hero, or as just their jolly turtle dad? You said the kids do end up learning ninjutsu. Dis they discover this by chance and wanted to learn, or did Mikey realized by himself it was a good idea to teach them? Did their perception of their father change because of it? And do they think Mikey it's a good sensei?

They adore their dad and love him very much!

They do idolize him, but just as a loving parent figure. After all, they can't truly envision the silly turtle that sings while cooking their meals in the hero light and they get truly flabbergasted each time Mikey tells them stories of his brothers and their adventures because they always forget their dad also lived them (Will get back to this in a bit, following the order of your ask ;] ).

The kids do know ninjutsu! They are all in completely different levels of it though.

Mikey wanted them to be able to defend themselves in case they ever got themselves in dangerous situations but he never does force them to practice into it more if they don't wish to. Uno and Moja are the ones who get into more advanced training from Mikey when older and they spar with each other and with Mikey constantly (Uno is the one who thought it would be cool of him to get better at ninjutsu, to be like his uncles, and Moja decided to get more training as well only because she didn't want Uno to get a big head about it, she always humbles him if needed be). Yi knows the basic of self defense and only uses her training from time to time just to burn off energy, Odyn trains with her on these occasions. Odyn does Not enjoy training much but he does know the basics of self defense and likes spending time with his siblings to goof around in training.

They do start training ninjutsu because of Mikey talking more about his brothers, Uno was the one who brought the idea of them learning in the first place. When teaching them Mikey always explains that what he's teaching them can harm others and for them to be responsible with it, he just wants them to be safe and to take care of each other. That last thought is something that stays with the kids forever. The kids are brought up in a loving and safe space so Mikey never truly has doubts if teaching them was a bad idea because the kids actually see training as a sort of way where they can burn off excessive energy to have fun and not as something they need to Not Die. The only problem Mikey sometimes has is when they get hurt during training (sprained limbs, moja hitting Uno a bit too hard without meaning to).

The kids perception of Mikey never truly changes from their loving papa, even after learning everything he went through, because they understand where he is coming from (a literal war, being a child soldier, losing his entire family). They love him the same.

The fact that they feel somewhat disconnected from the Mikey of their dad's stories and anecdotes is somewhat of a factor as well. They can't help to just feel like those are completely different lives of someone they know and love because, even after so much tragedy, they look at Mikey and he seems in so much peace now. They are happy for him And are there for him.

Mikey is the best sensei! He makes the trainings fun and actually enjoyable! They love their papa sensei.

The photo April found of Mikey and his brothers has been on their shrine at their home ever since the kids can remember. Since that (April sending Mikey the photo) happened when the kids were fairly small they can't truly remember when it happened BUT babies do sense and react to their parents emotional cues so the kids definitely started crying alongside Mikey as soon as they saw him crying (Mikey had the first ever turtle pile with the babies that day, it was nice). After this Mikey started to cry easily again as he did when younger so the kids are actually used to their dad being an emotional crier (any strong emotion) and hugger/smoocher in general since they grew up with him :'], Odyn is an emotional crier too! just like their dad!

The kids did not know of the way Mikey's brothers died until they were much older and emotionally stable. They grew up with stories of their uncles (visiting Donatello's grave specifically, playing heroes and using their family as characters) and they knew that they had passed on but they only learnt of how they died and the whole backstory (being raised as child soldiers, THE WAR, the way they got murdered, Mikey's solitude time just going around killing bad guys) until they were much older. As one would learn the whole family lore when adult.

Mikey was open about their family story because the kids are family too after all.

When learning all of it the kids were definitely shocked but, again, the view of their loving father didn't actually change in their perception. Yi and Odyn were just So Sad about how tragic the story of their family is. Not surprisingly, Moja and Uno were the ones truly angry at an outside force (the whole foot thing) completely destroying their family in a generational war but there's nothing they can do except be angry for a bit, after all by this time Casey Marie and April have won back New York alongside the revolution, Hiroto is long dead and the generational war is no more. They all cry together and have a turtle pile again that day :']

The kids know there's no more revenge to be had, and that every second they are alive living a happy life with their family is like saying "fuck you. I Win" to the generational war thing and that their uncles would be so happy to know that they grew up safe and in a loving manner.

[writing-fanics]

𝖘𝖑𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖞 | 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖝 𝖋!𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖓𝖊: 𝕴 𝖂𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗

a/n: used the opening of sleeping beauty as the bases for the storyteller credit goes to Disney for creating the script and the movie literally the first half of this is the entire movie of sleeping beauty

'In a far away land, long ago, lived a king and his fair queen. Many years had they longed for a child and finally their wish was granted. A daughter was born, and they called her Y/n.' The king and queen smiled joyfully as they gazed upon their newborn daughter. Her tiny cooes as she looked up at her parents. Such birth deserved a celebration a holiday so one was proclaimed throughout the kingdom.

'Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom so that all of high or low estate might pay homage to the infant princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day.' Many people came to pay their homage to the infant princess, on this joyful day. The castle and courtyard were filled with people wanting to gaze upon the infant princess.

'Thus on this great and joyous day did all the kingdom celebrate the long-awaited royal birth. And good King Stefan and his Queen made welcome their lifelong friend.' As the king and queen sat on their thrones. A quartet of castle trumpeters sounds off a fanfare on their trumpet and the Lord Duke begins to announce. "Their royal highnesses, King Hubert and Prince Phillip!" Lord Duke announced.

King Hubert and his son, Prince Phillip, walk toward King Stefan and Queen Leah and bow to them. Hubert welcomes his friend with open arms.'Fondly had these monarchs dreamed one day their kingdoms to unite. Thus today would they announce that Phillip, Hubert's son and heir to Stefan's child would be betrothed. And so to her his gift he brought, and looked, unknowing, on his future bride.'

'Three fairies bestowed gifts upon the infant princess. Gift of beauty, and the gift of song. The last wasn't a gift but a counteract to the spell cast on the infant. For when on the day of her eighteenth birthday, she'll pick her finger on a rose bush and die. But the good fairy instead of death the princess will only fall into an eternal sleep. Until her true love awoke her with true love's kiss.'

'The infant eventually grew into a beautiful young lady, living in the forest with the three fairies. Until her eighteenth birthday came past. '

'When hearing the news of her being betrothed she couldn't believe it. She didn't even know him. What or who he was like? She was going to marry someone she doesn't even love. Tears brimmed the young princess' eyes as she ran to her room crying. She dreamed of one day meeting her true love and now. Her dream now seemed to never become true.'

'The fairies could only shed a tear for they thought she'd be happy. To find out she's a princess and is to be wed. As night fell, they secretly made their way to the castle. A solemn look on the young princess' face. After arriving in her room she began to cry as the tiara was placed on her head. She didn't want to be a princess. She didn't want to be betrothed. She just wanted to sleep to dream.'

'She arrived in the garden following the raven walking deeper into the maze-like garden. As if she were in a trance as she followed the bird, her eyes turned a tint of green. Before stopping at a rose bush covered in red roses. She couldn't hear the cries and pleas of the fairies behind; her as she picked a flower from the rose bush. Pricking her finger on a throne and collapsing onto the ground.'

'When the young Prince Philip kissed her lips. She never woke from her eternal sleep, for he wasn't her true love. The fairies looked at each other worriedly. Eventually, deciding to leave her here in peace they couldn't help but feel guilty. After years, of living the life of the common folk to be told that you're a princess and betrothed to someone you never met and there for didn't love.'

'Legend says she remains in her eternal slumber waiting for her one true love to come and find her; if you think you might be her true love. You can find her in the old castle not far from here. No one goes there anymore for it's haunted. By the mournful king and queen, and his subjects. But be warned only her true love can get to her for her rose thorns. Are enchanted to protect her from any harm.'

"Legend says of a princess forever trapped in an eternal slumber. Waiting for her one true love to wake her with; true love's kiss. She laid at the very top of the tower surrounded by rose thorns and flowers." The storyteller said, and the children looked up at him intrigued.

"Many have tried and failed to find the tower. For it lays hidden from prying eyes. Some say it only reveals itself to those who truly believe; or those who sometimes might stumble upon it by mistake." They continue. Morpheus and his older sister Death, continue to listen in on the storyteller.

"Those who dare try to harm or take advantage of the fair princess while in her eternal slumber shall face the consequences of eternal sleep. If they prick their fingers on the thorns that encase her. Only her one true love will be able. Will be allowed to enter the tower." They continue. Looking at the crowd of people listening in on the story.

"No one knows if her true love will ever arrive. So now she’ll lay forever trapped in eternal sleep. If you listen closely the nightingales still carry her song through the night. Hoping to reach her one true love." They finish taking a bow, and the audience claps.

"What a child's story," Morpheus says, as he and his sister continue walking and she looks at him, "You don't believe in it?" She asked.

“Why, would I believe in such story. A princess trapped in an eternal sleep waiting for her one true love,” he said, looking down at his sister.

“it’s make believe a story parents tell their children.” he says.

Death on smirks, “I’d honestly thought you’d believe in it.” she says, as they’d continue walking down the dirt path.

Once Morpheus arrived back in the Dreaming. He searched through the dreams of many. Searching for the princess mentioned in the story. He heard in the town in the waking world, until he found her. The story was true, a young girl trapped in an eternal sleep.

A girl with (h/c) and (e/c) eyes; walked through the forest. Holding a basket to pick some berries in the woods. Her voice echoing throughout the woods, a blue bird flew out of its nest and towards her hearing her voice. She smiled, as she continued vocalizing to the bird. Her voice sounded like an angel a nightingale.

The birds tweet it back and she couldn’t help but giggle. Her voice was enchanting. As the animal creatures flocked towards her following her as she walked through the forest. She started humming, “I wonder.” She sang, looking at the birds.

“I wonder. I wonder why each little bird has a someone.” She sang, looking at the bird.

“To sing to, sweet things to” she sang, as she picked the berries.

“A gay little love melody.” She sang, as the birds harmonized along with her as she walked towards the cliff.

“I wonder, I wonder” she continued, longingly.

“If my heart keeps singing, will my song go winging.” She sings arriving at the cliff. She stares longingly at the castle in the distance.

“To someone who'll find me.” She sings, as Morpheus watches her sing in the distance. “And bring back a love song to me.” She finishes, smiling softly. She sighed turning around before deciding to head back to the cottage, while humming the song in her head.

Morpheus couldn’t help but be entranced by her beauty and voice. She must’ve been some kind of enchantress. How could someone so beautiful be forever trapped in an eternal sleep.

The owl sat on the stone beside her as she dipped her toes into the stream. “Do you think he’ll ever come?” She asked, looking at her animal friends. They shrugged and she looked down sadly, “It was only a dream yet it felt so real.” She sighed, her chin leaning against the basket.

“He was so handsome, so kind, so strong.” She says, looking off in the distance longingly.

“Yet it was only a dream.” She says, and the woodland animals look at her sadly.

“Maybe, one day.” She says, as she stands up from the rock and begins walking towards the cottage. She began humming the song she remembered from her dream, “I know you I walked with you once upon a dream.” She started singing, the animal creatures watching in awe.

As she danced by herself spinning around with grace and pose. “I know you the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam.” She sang, imaging if she were dancing with the man from her dreams.

“And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem.” She sang, as she danced in the woods.

“And if I knew you I know what you’d do.” She sang, spinning around in the forest. “You’ll love me at once the way you did once a upon a dream.” She finished. She stopped feeling the gaze of someone watching her and turned around to see Morpheus.

Her eyes widened seeing him. She hasn’t seen anyone else here before in who knows how long, “Who are you?” She shouted, looking at him he was taken aback slightly. He thought she would’ve run off terrified for seeing a stranger but she wasn’t.

“My name is Dream.” He says, and she looks at him confused. Backing away slightly as he removed himself from the shadows stepping into the light.

“You’ve been watching me haven’t you?” She asked, looking at him and his composure didn’t change he was. “I didn’t mean to startle you.” He says, and she just looked at him holding her basket of berries.

“It’s just I usually don’t see anyone out here. It’s far from the palace the village.” She says, looking at him as she avoided his eye contact. “I must be going.” She says, swiftly before turning away to leave before he could say anything.

making her way back to her cottage shutting the door behind her and locking it. once back in the comfort of her home she started humming to herself once again. her feet moving on her own as she danced across the floor. A smile growing on her face as she remembered the dance. She shared with the man from her dreams.

she could still feel his arm around her waist; as he spun her around. lifting her up into the air as she smiled happily. yet everytime she’d open her eyes she’d be back no longer dreaming.

maybe one day she’ll meet him or maybe she never will. she also dreamed of seeing the village and the castle. wanting to explore past the forest, away from her cottage.

[shuttershocky]

I will say that personally I felt bad over what Heimdall got, but also most of that was from the prophecy so killing him felt like he was getting one over on us no matter what.

Slept on it and I think I'm overall happy with what we got, actually, BECAUSE of that dissatisfied feeling.

Heimdall was so great because instead of directly committing horrific evil like Zeus or Odin and Thor, they just made him the biggest possible cunt that could exist—just the most annoying, spiteful, pompous schoolyard bully possible, their best attempt at inspiring pure seething hatred from the player.

So when it becomes clear that Kratos can absolutely murder this supposedly untouchable god (wow he's weak to explosions, big deal, /I/ will die if you throw an explosive at me he's not special) and instead you see him stop attacking and start walking away the moment he sees fear in Heimdall, you're furious. The Olympians took much worse and some of them were literally holding their hands up in surrender and begging for their lives, but he wants to let Heimdall go just because they said "stop!" in a moment of weakness?

Everyone in the Norse pantheon keeps going "You're a monster! You'll never change!" while literally any player familiar with Kratos' past history is stupefied at how much this guy is holding back and willing to give mercy.

On the primal level of my brain that only seeks catharsis I'm going "Oh come on hit this guy more please please PLEASE it's not nearly enough" and being deeply unsatisfied that Heimdall still gets to be a dick until his last breath, but the part of my brain appreciating the narrative and understanding how terrible it would be for the game' themes to give in to my wants is going "Holy fuck Kratos has more self-control now than I do."

I think inspiring such a conflict between seeking raw catharsis from violence and what's important to the narrative is one of my favorite things for a story to do to me.

Another example I have in mind is Red Dead Redemption 2's ending where John gives in to his desire to avenge Arthur by going up a mountain and slaughtering Micah's entire gang almost on his own, a spirit of vengeance more than a man. As a player you are absolutely thrilled at the explosive finale where they play a remix of The Shootist from RDR1 and reveling in the bloodbath, but also in the back of your mind you know this is specifically going against Arthur's last wish for John to get away from the cycle of violence and to live a peaceful life. At the end you see the consequences (the events of RDR1 happen because John acted on his feelings over respecting Arthur's wishes), and you're forced to weigh the ten minutes of release and the feeling of justice vs just how badly John screwed himself and his family over for it.

Love it when a story gets me feeling messy

[winniethewife]

Outcaste (Din Dijarin x OC)

Ret'urcye mhi

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

Words: 580

Din went and sat down right beside her on the bed as he gently reached out and took her in his arms. He knew that she was clearly stressed out and he wanted to help her and he knew the best way he could do that was for him to be there for her and to try and be as comforting as he could manage. He could tell that she needed to relax and he wanted to be the one to help her with that.

“Come here, Mesh’la.” Din said to her as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. She thought about resisting. But the feeling of his arms around her was just what she needed. She rested her head on his chest plate and took a deep breath. It's a little moment of peace. She just wishes it would last forever.

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.” She says softly. Din continued to hold her close as she took a deep breath and he felt her head rest against his chest plate. He knew what she was going through and he understood all too well how hard her life was, he truly wanted to make all the bad things stop for her so she could just live a simple life of peace and happiness like she deserved. She was going through so much right now and he knew that he had to be there for her like she was for him “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, mesh’la.” He repiled in kind.

~

Earlier in the day they had just caught the bounty and were on their way when Althea got a transmission from Bo-katan. She took the transmission in the other room while Din ties the bounty up. He overheared part of the conversation both of them sound worried. He hears Althea say something that made his blood run cold.

“Aunt Bo, I know this means a lot to our house, clan and you but I can't just leave.” He had heard Althea speak and the sound of fear in her voice He knew that Althea didn't want to leave him, and he knew that she cared deeply for Din, but her family was also a huge part of her life. He really wished that he could take her away from all of that and live normal lives.

“I understand. I just...” she was really conflicted and upset “I'll come as soon as I can. I'll need to talk to Din.” There's a pause as her aunt replies. “But- okay.”

"Can I come with you?" He asked softly. She rubs her arm, She couldn’t look at him.

“Not this time. After we drop this bounty, I have to go. I don't know how long”. A tear runs down her cheek His heart dropped to the floor when he saw a tear roll down her cheek, he walked over to her and looked down at her, taking her chin in his hand and tilted her face up to him.

“Don't cry, my lady” She embraces him. Her eyes full of tears now.

As she gets ready to leave she turns to him one more time, a smile on her face. “Don't do anything stupid without me. I need you in one piece when we see each other again.” She laughs.

“I’ll try my best.”

"Ret'urcye mhi" She says with a sad smile

"Ret'urcye mhi, Mesh'la"

~

Masterlist

Translations:

Ret'urcye mhi: Goodbye; literally: "Maybe we'll meet again"

Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum: I love you."; literally: "I will know you forever.”

mesh'la - beautiful.

Tags: @soft-girl-musings

[chayannecraft]

So for your qsmp botw au are there any differences between Chayanne and Pomme's dynamic vs Link and Zelda's???

Like do they get along, or does Pomme initially hate Chayanne for following her around and trying to protect her all the time?

i love them sm i just want to hear about them lol

Holds your shoulders. Hello OP thank you SO SO SO much for asking about botw au I literally would do anything for you!! Unfortunately tumblr deleted the seven paragraphs and counting answer I had to this so pain is real and agony is real BUT I WILL PREVAIL REGARDLESS. I SWEAR. THEY WILL NOT STOP ME FROM TALKING ABOUT MINI CODEBREAKERS BUT ALSO THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE ASK <333 I will talk about them always oh my god I’m always geared to I love them so much too. My kids. They make me cry

Clears my throat! Ok ok ok. You’re right though!! Pomme initially does not, like, absolutely despise Chayanne but there is some strong envy and maybe even hate in there. For a lot of reasons: Chayanne is assigned her personal knight AND the chosen hero despite the fact that she can beat his ass in a fight. His appearance with The Master Sword also gave the kingdoms a lot of hope that she couldn’t, since she was struggling to unlock her powers. There were so many eyes on her, digging into her back, depending on her, she couldn’t help but wish it was her as the chosen hero instead. It would’ve made everything so much easier.

But like Zelda and Link, they do eventually start to bond and a friendship starts building between the two. Nothing romantic, for obvious reasons, but that doesn’t mean it’s not important!!! They start connecting and confiding in each other, and more importantly, believing in each other. They give each other hope. Maybe they won’t fail. Maybe destiny is right, and they’ll win, and then after they can go anywhere in the world. Chayanne can bring her to the Antarctic Empire and show her everything the way she’s shown him!!

Of course, you know what happens <— says me being dramatic as I crumple to the floor in absolute pain crying. By the way do you ever think about Pomme unlocking her powers because Chayanne is about to die, will die. Do you think about her clinging to his injured body knowing he’s past the point of waking up. Do you. Can anybody hear me. Is this thing on (crying)

After BOTW is done, they’re both just so. God. Ough. They both cling to each other and the guilt of what they’ve failed to do haunts them in every moment they will ever live. In a way only the other is going to ever understand. Their nightmares are mirrors of each other, their failures each others as much as theirs. Destiny has brought them the same pain. But the other is alive and they hold the other so hard their nails bite into skin, they both shadow each other. They’re alive together, and haunted.

They’re very much fighting to protect the other, arms and legs clashing as they try to push the other behind them to protect them. They learn to fight together and cover each others weaknesses and become an absolutely terrifying force to be reckonened with. People are convinced it’s part of the triforce.

They can probably read the other better than themselves, maybe even KNOW each other better than each other. They have a category 5 moment if the other ever gets missing or is gone. But in the end they’re both also just kids. Heroes, Legends even!!! The Hero and The Goddess!! But still just kids. Kids finally learning how to live, not worrying if they have seen the other for the last time. Soulmates who have been denied peace again and again, who are starting to fight back and claw it forward together, just for the other. Just so they can be happy.

[yourfriendlyneighbourhoodweeb]

If you guys haven’t heard, technoblade or Alex has passed away

I wasn’t his fan from the very beginning but in covid, around one and a half year ago, I started watching minecraft and the dream smp

Techno already became my favourite

Over a year ago he posted a video titles “where I’ve been”

Technoblade usually didn’t really upload and us the fans made that an inside joke but when we heard what happened, we were shattered to our cores

Technoblade has been suffering from cancer in his right hand for over a year, in the video he had told us about how he found about his cancer

Hearing the news, many minecraft players put up a purple ribbon on their skin, I don’t play minecraft so I just put that in my usernames, it stands for cancer treatment

Then he made another update video, telling us how he’s going for physical therapy

After that he also made a vr video, said that he woukd continue the series, in the video he sound3d so much better, like his health was getting much better

Did we speak too soon?

Today in my area, at 10 o’clock morning I opened my iPad to see if stranger things’ new episodes have been released

When I suddenly saw a notification from techno, I got super excited that maybe he’s gotten better

But then

My heart sank

Shattered into too many pieces to count

As I read the title

“So long nerds”

I immediately clicked on it, forgetting about stranger things.

We were met by techno’s dad and his dog floof.

He told us that technoblade had passed away. At 10 o’clock in the morning, I felt hot steamy salty tears run down my cheeks as I gripped my iPad, hoping it was all a sick joke

That randomly we would hear techno saying “TECHNOBLADE NEVER DIESSS” or “CANCER, IF YOU WISH TO DEFEAT ME, TRAIN FOR ANOTHER 800 YEARSSS” but that never happened

Techno had left a last message for us fans

His real name was Alex, which he greatly trolled us with “Dave”, he wanted us to live long and happy lives

And he told us something we never had heard from him, but we always knew that in our hearts

“I love you guys”

His dad’s voice cracked and he also cried

Telling us about how much techno was struggling to write these words for us.

I and millions of fans, his loved ones, family, friends all miss him dearly

He was an inspiration for millions of kids in the world.

For me, his humour stood above all, he himself for me stood above all

I always had his potato war series in my downloads, cause I knew that if I was ever really sad then his videos will definitely make me laugh when no body else can

I don’t have words to describe how I feel

My condolences goes to his family and friends, who lost him as Alex

We lost him as a legend, a god, an awesome human being, and as technoblade

Maybe only Alex has left us, technoblade will always be remembered in our hearts, he will always be part of our good memories, where I would stay up till 2 just to watch his streams because of different time zones

And now I’m here crying, literally sobbing as I write this, I haven’t been feelings very well but today when I heard about what happened, I sobbed hard.

I remember feeling so excited when I would always hear “startin the streammmm”, it brought me joy and comfort which I am really realising today.

I’m sure many others have too

“Blood for the blood god”

“If you wish to defeat me, train for another 300 years”

“Damce potato boy, DANCEE”

“I dropped out of college because minecraft was the only thing I had the intellectual capacity for”

“Welcome home thesuius”

“My chats is bullying me”

He truly didn’t deserve to go

At age 23, he had so much to live for

But even in those years, he made the best of them

I will never forget you king

Your iconic moments and quotes are forever drilled into our hearts

We love you too

Rest in peace king

Rest easy

o7

🎗💜

Fuck cancer!

“Technoblade never dies”

Technoblade truly will never die

[pepplemint]

Ok genuinely anyone wanna talk to me about Triguns ending and what I'm supposed to read into it because I need people to meta that shit for me

it feels like it's supposed to be hopeful and it is, I guess, because people have changed and everyone is happy he's alive - but Vash is all out of power and the chase starts immediately, which means next time he gets shot or some other dumb thing he is dead-dead! It was only a few chapters ago Legato recognised his own wish for death in Vash's eyes! (Although Vash gave up his ideal, he killed someone, he finally understood Wolfwood/humans not only by forgiving them but by experience and maybe that changes how he look at himself, but if so, we never know!) And when the reason he is alive is because so many others fought for him to stay alive it would be a bit of a slap in the face to go and die without ever having that peace..???

Which speaking of, I'm not sure if I should understand that Knives simply is out of energy and breaks apart after giving everything he had to keep Vash alive or if he kills himself purposely - because it sure looks like that's what happens?? Like it wasn't much maybe, but he had plant energy left. He could have lived on peacefully if he didn't use it - I can't remember anything suggesting the power drains even if you're not using the plant powers. Vash is in the exact same situation! So if so why?? Because he can't stand the thought of living having to face all the guilt of what he's done? Because he feels like he no longer has a purpose? Because dying is the only way he can think of to make up for the pain he's caused? Because the author didn't know how to end it?

What was the whole point Rem made about giving up when Vash tried to kill himself if you're just gonna let the twin brother go through with it - or is everything going back to the aftermath of Tessla and how Knives wasn't given the help he needed to overcome it? Because at that point it just seems cruel! that would mean the reason he gives up on life is because his mother failed to make him see his life as precious!

Also - Vash literally remember Rem's last words telling him never to leave Knives in just the chapter before (I'm pretty sure but I can't be bothered to fact check) and then BAM the second they are actually back together Knives is dead. I didn't particularly expect him to live, but I think it's a very odd follow up to the second to last chapter! They ran away together, like Vash said they should, "until they can settle back down by their side." That's what would have made the most narrative sense to me at that point. Settle down somewhere quiet and out of sight. Live a normal life.