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verysium · 11 months

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ACT 1, SCENE 4: blue lock headcanons

shidou would view traditionally ugly creatures as strangely cute. it's not a disgusting cockroach, it's a silly little bug with eyelashes as long as his. no, he's not going to let go of that scraggly one-eyed cat that likely has rabies. it looks too sweet to be abandoned on the streets. his dream childhood pet was definitely a piranha.

aiku wears band t-shirts without knowing the actual music group. no, he does not listen to sex and the pistols, he just thought the design looked very cool. would also wear lana del rey merchandise just to impress the ladies. the only song he realistically knows is west coast, and even then he's only heard it at a random sushi restaurant.

reo would have stereotypical rich people problems. he can't decide if he should bring his chauffeur and valet or actually drive the car himself for your upcoming date. also spends at least one hour seriously pondering over which gucci silk pattern tie looks better on him. trick question, they're both the exact same shade.

shidou steals your covergirl perfect point eyeliner because he thinks it looks way better on him. also a big fan of body glitter and super vulgar eyeshadow palette names. his favorite hue so far is that one hot pink fuchsia that literally burns your eyes with its brightness. nothing is too neon with this man.

ness is the epitome of the sunshine-turned-unhinged-maniacal-killer trope. he would be the bestest boy, but if someone even lays a single hand on you, he’s already plotting their murder. eerily good at hiding bodies but would never divulge his secrets in fear of scaring you off.

shidou would walk unashamedly to the women’s clothing section of the general department store. would never be embarrassed by the bra sizes. you have a double D? he’s already trying three of the cup sizes on just to see if he can get you a comfortable one. if you’re part of the itty bitty titty committee, he wouldn’t judge either. this man loves femininity in all its full glory.

aryu exclusively uses dior beauty. he would rather die than use a generic drugstore makeup brand. sometimes you wonder if he's secretly a dermatologist because this man knows the exact shade, tint, and quality of product for every possible skin tone and type. also very passionate about the controversies behind animal testing and parabens. would be exceedingly picky when it comes to anything he smears on his face (think jeffree star but without the problematic issues.)

sae has his phone screen set to default wallpaper. he only has the translator app downloaded, and that's about it. his personal trainer takes care of all the rest of his stats. after he started dating you though, he kept pictures of you in his private photo albums.

noa cannot tell a white lie to save his life. if he doesn't know something, he will not know something. he doesn't see the point in hiding that. sometimes has trouble reading the room, so you need to remind him that brutal honesty and pure rationality aren't always the way to go. he does become more conscientious after that.

bachira used to draw crayon portraits of all the imaginary monsters he saw at night. scared the shit out of his parents because they thought he was hallucinating (he actually was.) nowadays, he's a lot tamer because you force him to take his meds.

isagi is, in fact, the number one mind reader and manipulator throughout the entire series. this man is clairvoyant, psychic, and telepathic all packaged into one. sometimes his right ear twitches, and he just knows someone is talking about him behind his back. unfortunately, all of this occurs in his head, so no one on the outside world actually knows about his sixth sense.

rin was absolutely bombarded with valentine's chocolates last year, but when he sorted through the entire pile and realized you hadn't given him one, he returned them all to their respective senders. will refuse any form of sweets unless it came directly from you. you need to be there physically to hand him the box.

kaiser writes, thinks, and speaks entirely in german even if no one else can understand him. he secretly can speak english but chooses not to because he absolutely hates anglicization. refuses to compromise his own language and culture just to fit in with the rest of the world. it's degrading. if he had it his way, german would be the new lingua franca. definitely thinks translation is for dummies. what do you mean you're not already bilingual? you better run, not walk, to that little green owl app. does use his foreign accent to make you feel flustered though. has a voice kink but in a non-traditional sort of way. you have to be the one turned on by his voice. only then will he start feeling it.

yukimiya loves it when you lose your shit. one time a jerk cut you off in traffic, and you started aggressively cursing. he fell in love with you right there on the spot. it was something about the fire in your eyes and the way you refused to take any attitude from the other party. that self-assertiveness you exhibit is so empowering.

aiku takes you out to karaoke bars just to hear you sing. you look so pretty under the purple disco lights, belting your little heart out to the rock lyrics. sometimes he has to take a minute to just appreciate how lucky he is to have you.

nagi didn't know that you have to actively check and update your email inbox. he had no clue school even started until one day the principal called his parents over his thirteen student absences. he thinks it's a headache to even get out of bed and put his fingers on his laptop keyboard. since when was the distance between his arrow cursor and the search bar that wide? it looks too long for him to reach. maybe he should just do this tomorrow.

reo does not know what saving money is. the first time you asked him for a promo code, he looked at you as if you had just spouted a strange language. when you showed him your little wallet full of cut-out coupons, he literally had to hold them up to the light and closely inspect them. it was definitely a moment of enlightenment.

sae likes anklets, especially the super thin gold chain ones. something about the way it brushes against his bare leg when you sleep beside him drives him out of his mind. he's also a sucker for subtle jewelry as evidenced by his necklace and wrist bands.

otoya practically lives for instant gratification. he would be guilty of love bombing. loses interest quickly, but sometimes wishes he could actually commit for once. football is important to him because it is one of the only activities he has consistently practiced for over a decade.

karasu is down bad for anyone who can actually outsmart him. you got a higher mark than him on the recent exam? damn, his heart just beat a little faster. spaces out in a love-filled haze whenever you ramble on about your nerdy little subject interests. he is a sapiophile through and through. intelligence just does it for him.

loki is the type of person who absolutely demolishes your self-esteem, and yet you still cannot bring yourself to hate him. when people say god has his favorites, they mean this man right here. he would be an innately talented genius while simultaneously being the most humble human being in existence. at this point, it's not his problem. it's a you problem. try harder next time.

chris is very similar to a neurosurgery resident. he has the largest self-entitled ego in existence. not a single day goes by when he doesn't remind you that he is, in fact, one of the highest ranking football players in the world. you can't say anything about it though because he has rightfully earned his arrogance. i mean, what are you going to use against him? his grueling hours of blood, sweat, and tears? this man works harder than the devil himself. in fact, he is the devil.

rin is the type to get emotionally attached to the most ordinary objects ever. he collects batteries and keeps a separate drawer as a graveyard for them once they die. the triple A ones get a special funeral since they're so hard to find. he just can't bring himself to let go of objects that no longer serve a purpose (just like his relationship with sae, sorry not sorry.)

hiori cannot go to bed unless it is absolutely dark. the curtains have to be closed. the door has to be locked. everything has to be drowned in pitch black. the reason he does this is because he still has flashbacks from that tiny strip of light underneath his bedroom door. his parents would argue all night when they thought he had gone to sleep. it still haunts him to this very day.

nagi wishes he could be a cat. sleeping all day and sunbathing on the rooftop seem like great ways to spend his life. unfortunately for him, he is not a cat. when he dies though, he wants to be reincarnated as one. either that, or a rock.

rin snores like a whole power drill at night. sae secretly hates his brother for that but can’t bring himself to wake him. whenever the itoshi family goes on vacation, ear plugs are not an option but a necessity.

chigiri knows ventriloquism. he used to play with his sister's dolls and make up character voices for each of them. definitely uses it as a party trick or as a way to make you laugh when you've had a bad day.

sae always keeps his feelings to himself. sometimes he finds it easier to rant to you than others, but then he almost always ends up retracting back into himself after realizing just how much he's revealed. he hates being emotionally slutty.

ness is the big scary dog in his relationship with kaiser, not the other way around. everyone thinks kaiser is the intimidating one, but ness wears a leash for a reason. one of them is the chihuahua, and the other one is a rottweiler. you can already guess who is who.

reo was having a mental breakdown in his limousine one time, but he ran out of his usual luxury aloe vera lotion tissues. instead of buying more, he took out his cheque-book and ripped out the pages to dry his tears. money is just paper to him. it can be recycled (no, it can't.)

loki is the type to show you a sweet and heartwarming smile before pulling out the most atrocious uno card combination in existence. i'm talking reverse, wild card, skip, draw 2. you sat there for twenty-five minutes trying desperately to draw a green. by the time you were done, he only had one card left. (screw you, loki.)

niko draws his own manga whenever he doesn't like how the official plot ends. if the canon ever diverges from the way he imagined it in his own head, he will draft his own fan fiction instead. one time, he rewrote an entire shonen jump series just to bring his favorite character back to life (*cough cough* said character wears a blindfold.)

karasu is definitely the "um, actually..." type of student. he will always have a rebuttal on hand. the truth is never black-and-white with this man, and he will argue both sides if it furthers his own agenda. he reads the encyclopedia front and back every night just so he can pull out a random arbitrary fact to win an argument some time in the near future.

shidou had a bad habit of chewing pens as a child until one day it finally exploded in his mouth. from then on, he vowed only to chew glittery gel pens. that way when it exploded in his mouth, his tongue would be stained a bright, shimmery purple. if you ever got him a scented gel pen pack, his life would finally be complete.

rin cannot differentiate between colors. if you asked him to find the difference between bubblegum pink and cotton candy pink, he would not know. to him, seven colors is already a lot to memorize. when he was a child, he only drew pictures with a single color because it was less of a hassle that way.

otoya used to think lime green was the most aesthetically pleasing color in existence. almost considered dying his hair that shade until karasu told him that girls don't actually like guys who look like neon highlighters. still wishes he did it though. he wants to glow in the dark.

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nor-4 · 8 months

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Of course bae! I'm sorry this is kind of late I've been very busy lately, btw my requests r still open! You can request anything💋

Pairings - Colby Brock x Reader

Short Headcannons but dw there will be part two

[@sunshinemunchkin]

Boyfriend!Colby who is respectfully, romantically and hopelessly in love with you. Quality time is one of his biggest love language, due to his job well on YouTube. That's why spending time with you is really important to him.

He didn't know how or why does he understand "Girls Language" when it comes to something like about period, your attitude, your mood swings even your other personalities. But he does and uses that information when you are moody, that's why Boyfriend!Colby is the best.

Boyfriend!Colby is the type of boyfriend who would take you out after a steamy make out. (Bae ik you're tired of smut but trust me on this one) he loves to see you geeking about the product or something he had bought you, it's like a little payment for him after tiring you.

Boyfriend!Colby who always wants to include you on everything. Like literally everything, he wants you to be there on YouTube videos, on his ig posts or stories, on fan meeting, going out. You are like a trophy wife for him, plus he doesn't want you feeling lonely and left out. :(

If you didn't want to go out or be out for a video it's fine by him, as long as you are up to FaceTime. Boyfriend!Colby just want to see your pretty face.

Boyfriend!Colby is always serious, not really always but there will be a time where you will catch him having a poker face on a joke. That's why you and jake always tease him about it.

Speaking of jake like i said earlier he doesn't want you to be lonely, he have no choice but to left you with jake and johnnie. Whichh they always include you on their little vlogs with tara who is your bestest best friend.

So Boyfriend!Colby has no choice but to watch their corny vlogs just to look after what happened that day he drop you off. But he is very happy and grateful to have someone trust worthy with you, cause he knows they will take care of you.

His other love language is gift giving like i said again he loves to see you geeking about something he bought for you. That's why Boyfriend!Colby always drop off a gift on your house with a cute little letter on it, because even though sometimes he doesn't have time with you he still doesn't want you to feel like you are just someone to waste money at.

He puts "I Love You" with signatures and cute little stickers that he knows you like. Sam caught him writing one and can't stop talking about it.

#sam and colby fic #colby brock fanfic #colby x reader #colby brock fluff #colby brock x reader

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zolanort · 1 year

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Hyrule is a fine cook, you guys are just mean.

I will start by pointing out that Wild says the ham water is really tasty. Who is going to be a better judge of the ham water? The one who has eaten nothing but pastries and croissants his whole life?

The lord of pumpkin spice? The army guy who probably lived off of MRE equivalents? The rancher who chugs literal grubs?

Or the one person who is so good with food that he is universally recognized as the cook?

Kudos to you if you chose the grub chugger, nothing wrong with eating bugs, but the correct answer was Wild; Wild is the best choice for judge. Partially because he has 1000x more experience with food variety than the others (statistics taken from my own save files), but mostly because no one else in the group has any significant experience with cooking their own food. Twi did his best helping with that stinky fish for Yeto's soup but it doesn't count.

As the croissant eater points out, the meat looks old.

For it to be old but not have started rotting, it would have to be cured meat (we’ll say ham because what better way to spite Ganon than by eating pig for lunch). Hyrule has probably even upgraded since his first adventure and it’s not just your basic salted ham food (which already costs about the same as a magic shield in game), it’s probably the Hyrulian equivalent of Jamón Ibérico de Bellota from his buddy pal Zelda(s) at the castle. I know I’d give someone a fancy ham for saving my kingdom twice. Hyrule is basically a gourmet at this point. You need quality nutrients to grow healthy hair, as our traveler pointed out, and who has the bestest most fluffiest hair? Hyrule does. Look at the fluffy:

It is absolutely possible to make tasty soup from the most basic 100 rupee cured ham. That’s a real thing that real people do in real life. You can even do it with 50 rupee ham in a can if you’re desperate (I say 50 rupee instead of 25 because of inflation). Hyrule put the bone in too so not only is there the salty flavor from the cured meat, he very well could have been making a nice bone broth for his injured colleague (he could have put other ingredients in off screen too but that’s beside the point). Ever heard of broth based soup? Probably not if you are a croissant eater who never had to cook ham water for yourself on the road. Croissants aren’t even that good unless they have chocolate in the middle, and that’s just because of the chocolate. If you’re going through the effort of laminating all that dough you should just go all the way and make something actually good like pastéis de nata.

Anyway, Hyrule is implied to be a terrible cook and I love that for him. Mostly I just wanted to take this chance to complain about croissants.

#i actually do love lethal chef hyrule please don't be discouraged from writing him that way this was a joke #ham water appreciation #croissant depreciation #grubs aren't that bad either if you were wondering #lu hyrule #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu analysis

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anthracite-writes · 1 year

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Obey me! Dating Headcanons (SFW)

ft. Non-datables [Mephistopheles, Thirteen, Raphael] - SEPRATE

NOTE: These are just my personal headcanons for the undatables. I haven't met them in OG OM! yet because of low card levels lmao but I have only met them in NB and read the wiki. What I say here is what I think I think would fit them according with the vibes I get from reading about them, so the headcanons are may be very if not extremely OOC - apologies in advance.

𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔 !!: What it's like dating the Non-datables + love languages.

NOT PROOF READ - APOLOGIES IF THERE’S TYPOS OR SPELLING ERRORS!!!

𝓜𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼

Love Language? Words of Affirmation and Quality Time. [Hints at Physical Touch but it's all part of his fantasy]

He would definitely ban members of the RAD newpaper club from writing on you.

If there was one member that had written about you, that article draft along with all the photos are making a b-line right into the shredder. Especially if it's made-up gossip about you, even more so if it's accusing you of being in a relationship with some random student in the school or something scandalous that he knows you didn't do.

Only he's allowed to write about you, and only him.

Would definitely write about in the highest regards - praising you for your achievements as the human-exchange student.

Takes the best photos of you, even if they're candid photos.

Almost like... he's bragging for you about your achievements and accomplishments you made in RAD.

Meets you in private to avoid having any of the newspaper club members seeing the two of you together - for sure there would be a gossip column in the RAD newspaper on you two of you were ever caught.

He's a child of a extremely wealthy family - definitely hiding his relationship with you from his parents and family as a whole.

In public, he would be so cold to you, questioning why a human like you would be allowed in the Devildom.

Behind closed doors? He would be profusely apologizing to you for what he said to you in front of people, showering you in kisses and compliments about how amazing you are and how much you've changed his life.

His dates are over the top - flexing with wealth [idk, just read he likes bragging and doesn’t like cheap stuff.] . Nothing but the bestest for you.

Takes you out to expensive restaurants, shopping sprees, list goes on - and he's willing to pay for you, it's all to impress you.

Oh, he overheard you at some point when he was eavesdropping on the brothers for some kind of gossip that you favour more simple dates?

"Okay, I can do that - wait. What exactly is simple?"

Does tons of research on simple things you two can do for dates.

For more simple dates, he takes you two go for a horse back ride on one of the horses from his estate's stables on the trails of his family's land.

Organizes picnics or fancy dinners in his family's garden [obviously out of his family's eyes]

If he could, he would show you off SO HARD.

I mean like your his trophy - holding your hand with pride, a hand on your waist and holding you against his side.

He would want everyone to know you were his, kissing you while everyone is watching.

You are what he wants to brag about all the time but alas... must only happen in his daydreams during classes and Newspaper club briefings.

Loves it when you're there with him while he drafts up the next article for the newspaper or sorting through photos.

Gets your opinion on hook-lines for his article titles and has you help him choose the best photos he takes

firm believer he is amazing at photography and takes amazing photos of you two when you're out on dates.

probably has a photo of you two as his homescreen in his D.D.D, lock screen? prob the default one - again, he's trying to hide the fact he's dating you

Let's you in on gossip he's heard on the job and inside scoops on events in the school.

Def. the jealous type - sees some other student hitting on you? Oh, he's digging up as much dirt on that person so fast and blackmailing the person in order to get them to leave you alone.

Calls you 'Darling', 'Precious', and 'Tesoro'

Doesn't mind nicknames you give him, as long as you don't call him that when other people are around.

Fav. places to his you? Neck, hands, and lips.

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷

Love Language? Gift Giving.

Girlie is absolutely crafty and definitely not gonna let you know when she's giving you anything.

Creates contraptions and traps just for you that won't do any harm to you.

Most of the traps and contraptions are extremely wholesome, showering you in confetti, flower pestles, maybe a gift or two like a plushie she saw that she knew you'd like.

Dates consists of a lot of cafe and bakery dates.

If you can cook any pastries or sweets and gift that to her, oh she's over the moon for you now.

Make sure you know all of the traps she set out in the Reaper's Cave, both old and new.

She called dibs on your soul, will fight any other reaper who tries to harvest your soul when your time comes.

Has a special place for your candle, keeping it close to where she sleeps probably - just, you candle if very far from all the other candles in the Reaper's Cave.

Probably has a shrine around your candle, images of you and all while surrounding it with gifts and contraptions she made for you when you comeback to the devildom or when she's up in the human world for business.

Probably also laid traps around your candle so no other Reaper can tamper with your life span or anything.

Loves it when you help her with the making of any traps she's making at the moment - most likely lets you name one or two.

Takes the saying 'Till Death Do Us Part' seriously.

Once you're gone, she will never take another lover - she's that devoted to you.

Calls you her 'partner-in-crime'

Fav. place's to kiss? Cheeks, temple, nose, forehead, and lips.

just anywhere on your face is her fav place to smooch ya.

𝓡𝓪𝓹𝓱𝓪𝓮𝓵

Love language? Acts of Service.

Actions speak louder than words - and boy does this angel take this shit seriously.

He's giving me Stong, Serious, and Silent type [so let's go of that.]

Would probably drop by the House of Lamentation, sees your doing dish and just quietly takes you gently, putting you aside and does the dishes for you so you two can spend time together.

Bumps into while your grocery shopping? DW, he's grabbed the list from you and choicing the best of the best things that are on the grocery list, always checking in with you if this is the right product.

Having trouble reading a spell or remembering an incantation? He made you flash cards, little notes on the thing your struggling in, and willing to sit down and go over the spells/incantation that's giving you a hard time.

Pretty much, if you're doing some hard work - he's gonna set you aside and do it himself.

Genuinely hate seeing your struggle but also thinks it cute [he'd never say it out loud].

TBH, kinda see him l just piercing something as simple as a coffee maker not working right with one of his spears because he's worried that you're gonna get frustrated [yes, even if he know you have the patience to work it out]

But he'd definitely give a warning smite to anyone giving you a hard time or not paying attention to you when you're talking with his spear - don't matter if it's a demon, another angel, or another human; no hesitation.

'Y/N is talking to you - pay attention, please.' // 'back off, next time I won't miss.'

Not big on PDA, but doesn't mind it.

Holding hands? yeah, hugs? yeah.

Walking up behind you while you're talking, placing his hands on your hips and resting his chin on top of your head without saying a single word? yeah.

Honestly, see this guy as the type to not say much unless spoken to - not every social you can say.

You also can't really tell how he's feeling due to how straight faced he is.

Don't worry, once again - he speaks through his actions rather than his words.

Gives you multiple small kisses on your forehead or the top of your head as he mumbles how much he loves you and appreciates you being in his life.

Loves reading you poetry or book passages he finds interesting - not necessarily because he thought of you, just because.

Feels bad when he doesn't get to spend enough time with you due to his statue in the Celestial Realm.

Dates are very simple - walks around town, sightseeing, dinner dates, shopping, just basic and simple dates.

Calls you 'my angel', 'little lamb', 'human', and 'dove'

Fav. places to kiss? Forehead, eyelids, lips, and nose. [get it? they're all ANGEL kisses, yes i'm making that joke twice, cry.]

But most definitely the top of your head and forehead - all while he has a gentle hand on the back of your head and would hold you close to him/his chest after he was done planting them smooches on ya.

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sweetkpopmusings · 2 years

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seungcheol boyfriend headcanons <3

a/n: posting boyfriend seungcheol hcs next, as requested ! seungcheol just makes me feel so safe !! i won't lie -- it took me a while to write this because i would think about bf seungcheol and feel so warm that all i wanted to do was curl up in a comfy blanket and watch my favorite tv show :,-) pics not mine <3

content: fluff | wc: 1.3k | warnings: none! | pairing: boyfriend!seuncheol x gn!reader | requests: open

i desperately want to be a silly billy and make seungcheol act dramatic so i can fawn over just how precious he is <333 what a goofy lil guy !!!

seungcheol is 100% boyfriend material and the bestest boy

he is SO competitive

he's actually MORE competitive with you because he loves you the most and is so very comfortable with you !!

seungcheol makes competitions out of anything and everything

carrying groceries into your place ?? whoever carries the most bags and the quickest is declared grocery royalty

watching a movie together ?? whoever can guess the plot accurately has movie-picking privileges for the rest of the year

definitely loves playing kids games with you and, if you're into it, drinking games and by that i mean the s.coups game

he gets MAJOR heart eyes if you get even just a lil competitive with him

if you get properly heated during a game/competition ?? he's losing it !!!! (his mind, not the game ofc)

if you beat him at anything, he'll complain and be a lil baby, but he's actually proud of and impressed by you and will brag about it to seventeen because "my partner is the best at everything" <333

i see him holding hands by linking pinkies

it's lowkey but also cute and it gives him all the butterflies that only you can stir up in him

loves it when you'll lean into his side when you're walking like that

it's such a lighthearted and sweet type of physical contact that it makes him absolutely weak in the knees :,-)

it makes him feel young at heart, and he cherishes puppy love as much as he cherishes more mature/grownup love

he also melts when you lean on his shoulder

seungcheol will kiss the top of your head every. single. time.

no room for negotiation on that one because he cannot resist it or you because you are simply too cute

he also loves being babied

if you hold his face in both your hands, he's looking at you with sparkling heart eyes

and he is lost in a giggling fit

he's such a laughy boy <3 he cannot contain his happiness when he's with you !!

also cannot contain the blushing that comes whenever you compliment him, especially when you call him cute

his ears are guaranteed to be pink if you call him a nickname too !

he will laugh at super sweet petnames, but his favorites are special nicknames that only you two share

they're based off an inside joke, a special moment from your relationship, and/or your favorite qualities about each other :,-)

seungcheol will never ever admit the extent to which he loves being babied, but he'll literally hold you in place if you're cuddling and you get up

his face will stay unchanged, save for a small upward turn of his lips, and he is holding on for DEAR. LIFE.

he's a teddy bear covered in super glue and it's all for you <3

he's just so cozy !!! and he thinks you're the coziest person in the whole world !!! both for his heart and for cuddling

one time he told you this when he was very sleepy and had a super blissful smile on his face <3 you will never let him live it down <3

he'll groan every time you bring it up but he won't deny that it's true

seungcheol is also a big fan of matching loungewear, specifically hoodies

he simply adores casual couple behavior

to him, it's perfect because it shows off how comfortable you are with each other, and he loves matching with you when you're alone together because it adds to the specialness of the time and space you share

also really enjoys wearing some kind of matching clothes when y'all are hanging out with friends because it's a subtle way to show off to everyone that you two are An Item

not that they need a reminder because he talks about you constantly and you two look at each other with so much love and joy in your eyes <33

if and when the members tease y'all about your couple outfits and adorable behavior, seungcheol will flat out tell them that they're jealous

and he's right LOL

definitely married couple vibes from you two because you're just so relaxed and content with each other in every way

there’s a security and a deep understanding and trusting connection you share

he is absolutely the best shoulder to cry on

literally that one verse in 기대 when he’s asking for a name of everyone/everything that made you cry is how he feels whenever something's hurting you please i want him to protect me

seungcheol gets fired up when you’re upset because he is so frustrated at the fact there are things/people in this world that dare to upset you, the love of his life

regardless of how >:-( he gets when someone or something has caused you a lot of stress, he will be so soft and tender when comforting you and caring for you in hard times

seungcheol is extremely protective of you and will constantly work to protect and support you in the ways that you need <3

he also asks you to protect and support him when things get hard or overwhelming because you’re the only person he feels he can rely on 100% of the time

he doesn’t have to be strong for you all the time because he knows you’ll love him even when he can’t be strong :-( i'm crying

he feels so safe with you, and you two will always be at each other's side, through the best and the worst of times

i do see him as someone who lowkey loves hating the people/things you hate LMAO

not in a super serious way, but he will always hype you up when you’re venting about That One Person

in the same vein, he loves to love the people/things you like

he gets so excited whenever you’re excited !!

he will in fact squeal if he’s celebrating good news with you or if that one couple in a show you’re watching finally get together he’s so soft and cute i’m screaming

going back to seugcheol, you, and hoodies

seungcheol loves to see you in his hoodies/shirts/hats/etc but complains about you stealing them LMAO

when you try to give them back, he acts hurt

“why do you want to give them back?? are they not high enough quality for you??”

and you’re like ??? "cheol, jeonghan told me you complained about not having your favorite hoodie for at least fifteen minutes, so i’m giving you back your favorite hoodie"

he’s blushing and trying extremely hard to keep his annoyed face when he replies, “FINE.”

secretly he’s happy he gets to wear something that smells like you, and slowly but surely there’s a rotation of his clothes in your closet, switching them out when he “needs” them back for an outfit

aka he is taking them with him on tour or when his schedules mean he won’t be able to see you very often so he can at least have something with him that reminds him of you

tbh he's pretty cheesy in this regard and in many other ways but he tries to act tsundere and it just comes out so cute <3

seungcheol is such a laughy boy

he loves to be playful with you

sometimes he mocks you in a childish voice, especially if you're having a playful argument about something dumb, but then laughs cutely right after so you’re not THAT mad

it frequently happens that you both get stuck in a loop of mocking each other's voices like children on the playground and after far too long of it going on you two burst into hysterical laughter

don't be surprised if seungcheol says, "i love you" after he catches his breath and wipes his tears once the laughing fit has passed

you're the only person who can make him laugh like that and it fills his heart with more joy than you could imagine :,-)

seungcheol is the sweetest, most solid partner in the world. he adores you, and he will never let you forget that because you are his favorite person in the world !!

brb i'm going to run as fast as i can to seungcheol so i can give him a big hug and thank him for existing :,-)

i hope everyone gets the seungcheol they deserve <3

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｡･:* `ì𝐩 〳 𝐣. 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐧. 𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚 𝐦𝐨’𝐚𝐭’𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐭. 𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐚 𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐲’𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧

｡･:* 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : jake sully ✘ avatar!omaticayan!reader ✘ neytiri ✘ tsu’tey

｡･:* 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 / 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝: in which eywa decides to bring not one, not two or three, yet four together. Two born and one raised / accepted into na’vi, the other, an ex warrior coming from a distant star, from them, the sky people — he was unknown and unexpected to the three, yet the sky people were known and expected to be cruel, destructive creatures, despised by the na’vi. many confusion stirred among the three at the specific arrival of him, of the choosing of him — yet it soon became clear. he, jake sully, was not only bound to bring the people to victory but also to tie his life with them, to bond in the most profound and intimate manner with the three; tsu’tey te rongloa atey’itan, y/n te _ _’ite, and neytiri te tskaha mo’at’ite. tsu’tey, after the grievance of neytiri’s father and the clan’s olo’eyktan, took role as the chief, jake adapted not only into one of them, but became toruk makto, descendant of the sky people, and neytiri, sharpest warrior yet tsakarem, while y/n — y/n had a much…slimmer, decent role among the clan. while she was not fleshly born into the people, she grew up around them as a simple human who soon was born again as apart of the people, and while she was not a great hunter, great she was with the children of the clan, while she was not the bestest singer, best she was in her attentiveness with her voice and actions with those around her; patient, loving, strong, lovely. there was a time when her three mates, despite the clashes and confusion that spiked at the beginning, adored and basked her in love despite the rather hefty roles they carried among the omaticaya — but it did not matter. she excused it, excused their slight lack of affection and quality time because she knew they carried it heavy — as long as they delivered her their warmth and allowed her to do the same, she was fine with it. yet this became a constant act, a constant struggle without apologies and empty excuses — hell, not even a meal was spent together anymore. what will happen when y/n’s patience has thinned, her heart crippled, and her need to finally voice what she’s been feeling comes to the surface?

｡･:* 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 / 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : heavy angst 〳 slight fluff 〳 tsu’tey is drained and finds solace within his mates 〳 tries to be a good leader and a good mate 〳 tsu’tey + neytiri + reader grew up together 〳 jake is an asshole and pretty harsh with his words but we love him 〳neytiri crying 〳 neteyam is non existent in this yet although there’s a slightness hint to pregnancy —〳 crying, lots of crying 〳 italics indicate spoken na’vi〳 bold indicate to past speaking 〳 bold and italics indicate to past and na’vi speaking 〳 possible part 2 for this!!

｡･:* 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 5.2k+

｡･:* 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 : @jioohyo @xylianasblog @jakesullyfatjuicypeen @luminarynn @yawnetu @neteyamsoare @sunofpandora @minnory @teyamsoare @lilghostiequinni @ikeyniofthetayrangi @iwannabeapinkaesthetic @strongheartneteyam

｡･:* 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐲 : @cafekitsune !!!

A few days shifted to weeks. And a myriad of weeks nearly into a month – practically a month in a half, no need for the exaggerations for it was nothing but true. The rusty calendar given from your times in the RDA spoke clearly in that, and if it wasn’t enough, then every counting second, minute of every eclipse should’ve been.

A month and a half had passed since you and your three mates had spent proper time with one another, a week added to the last time you all shared a meal together; the four of you bound to be present around the fire the People had created, sharing dinner like every other day. Yet the spots that resided for them went missing; the Olo’eyktan, Toruk Makto, and tskarem or Palulukan Makto.

Coming nightfall, however, they’d return to you. Tsu’tey; the infamous stoned demeanor dropped and revealed the exhaustion etched deep within his angular features, Jake; the furrow of his brow that screamed stress somewhat softening, and Neytiri; the roundness of her eyes becoming much more prudent at the happiness she felt at being with each of her mates, each that complimented her as they did with one another. They lied within the large hammock the four of you usually resided in, the endearing entanglement of long limbs becoming one.

That was, of course, until you stepped out with a huffed giggle at the grumbles they made. You adjusted the woven necklaces gifted by none other than your lovely mates, threading your fingers through your coils, you decided to add a few minor-sized trinkets to them. After adding a final one, you had turned to peer at them, still laying sound asleep, the former marine’s head mushed beneath Tsu’tey’s relaxed jaw, arm thrown over his and Neytiri’s midsection, her cheek nuzzled over Tsu’tey’s chest. The Olo’eyktan’s gold irises came to view, a tenderness setting in them as he grinned adoringly, proudly. A grin he only ever stored for you, for Neytiri, for Jake alone. Unseen it was from others, only ever revealed when in the presence of his mates. “May Eywa grant you a great day, ma tìyawn ( love ). Go and do many wonderful things.”

A vibrant grin of your own illuminated your face before striding over and inclining forward to kiss the warrior you loved deeply. “Irayo, ma Tsu’tey ( thank you ). I will see you three tonight, yes?”

“Srane, tsawksyul ( yes, sun lily ). We will hear about your day.” While he muttered this in your ear, your lips had found their way down to Jake’s cheek, his ear flickering in response, and then to Neytiri’s just for her head to turn until her own lips sweetly met yours, then both your flushed cheeks. “I cannot wait to see you again, ma Y/N.”

And so you left your mates, anticipation sprouting through your being as you made your way outside the Hometree, excited to help the scientist, and your childhood mentor, Dr. Grace Augustine, reopened the school she established during your childhood, joyful to teach such young minds about many things — Na’vi way and the way Sky People lived.

Hours after a long, unchaperoned walk through the Forest later, you returned to the Hometree, just in time for the night’s meal with your People. Exhaustion settled into your bones, but the happiness to see your mates after a rather long day kept you going with a smile on your face. But instead, you were greeted with vacant areas. The peaceful chattering the People created slightly died down at the sight of you — witnesses to the disappointment radiating from you. While your chest ached, you managed to uphold a smile and gripped your bowl, greeting them as they motioned their fingers over their forehead, acknowledging you.

You made your way to your accustomed spot, however, not wanting to ruin the night for them, for the Tsahik had caught your gaze before you could even decide to leave and motioned you over with a single finger. “Oel ngati kameie, ma Tsahik.”

She returned the greeting, a hum following along as she noticed the flitting of your ears, the bright feather adorned behind one of them swaying with the movements. Before the question could even linger your tongue, “Where are my mates?” she cut through. “They decided to fly tonight. To patrol and see there is not any trouble with the other clans after the…damage with the Sky People.” Firmness edged your wise mother-in-law’s voice and you felt her carefully watching your every move, the way you took the smallest of bites to your food before setting it down. “Would you like to send someone for them –”

The heart confined inside your chest accelerated, being more than aware that the three of them had been unconvinced of the possibility that the Sky People would not return, especially with how many lives that were lost under the act of them. You couldn’t find it in yourself to part them from it.

“It is fine, ma sa’nok ( mother ). I do not mind, irayo ( thank you ).” She makes a hum, one made of discontent but respects your choice as you resume eating.

When you retreated to the hammock that night, it was the first night without their warmth, and you were unable to fight the sleep crawling upon you.

When morning came, your vision and your body had been greeted with the sight and feel of your mates sleeping. They’d crept into the hammock at some point during the night and apparently fell deep into night’s slumber for neither one stirred awake when you’d emerged and prepared for another day in Grace’s school.

And that was the start of an irregularity of their absence that had proceeded into a month in a half. And the coming 2 weeks they’d stop apologizing or bringing up excuses for their acts.

“Baby, 'm sorry. Can’t make it – I got too caught up with the young trainees, Tsu’tey had some meeting and now I’m on a small patrol and it’s turn into something else – Shit’s been a little crazy.” You had heard some sort of command come from Jake over the earpiece you — along with your other two mates — wear in case of anything. Now it seems it’s used to remind the skxawng about your little date — something small yet apparently he’s patrolling much more frequently than ever. Jake didn’t have the decency to pause whatever it was he was doing to come and stand you up face to face. Like he said, Tsu’tey had visited another nearby clan, duties as Olo’eyktan are inevitable to ignore and Neytiri had been under training as Tsahik with her Mother.

But even without the two, he found some ways to make whatever it was outside of the Forest far more important than his time with you.

“Not even a small moment, love? I have made lunch for you –” It would be clear and obvious to anyone hearing that you were beseeching him, but he was ignorant to it, too engrossed in whatever was occurring in the air.

“Nah, baby — it’s gonna have to wait till tonight. Bye.”

Tsu’tey had been no better than Jake.

“Ma Tsu’tey, where is it that you are? They are waiting, the kids in the school! They are anticipating the presence of their Olo’eyktan.”

“That is today—? Tsawksyul, is it alright to rearrange today’s event to another day?”

“What do you mean if it is alright to ‘rearrange for another day’? No, we cannot rearrange, Tsu’tey! Instead of attending their lessons, these bright minded children have been waiting for hours to see their beloved leader. You promised, Tsu’tey.”

“My love, I understand but I am caught up in something right now. Jake is assisting me for a few duties, then we must start gathering for a hunt in no less than a week.”

“Tsu’tey–”

“Later, tsawksyul. I will make it up to you.”

With that the line disconnected, a hissing pitch replacing his distant voice and resulting you with the little Na’vi children whose disappointed features were trying to be eased by both Grace and you.

Excuses and empty promises went unsaid now, simply not committing in showing up or explaining themselves.

At least Neytiri put effort in trying to inform you. Neytiri was slightly better in this area, for she’d find a way to make a sliver of time to spend together with you, even join you at night to at least share slumber. But at times, oblivious she was to the distress behind that smiling facade of yours. Your consistency of reassurance that it was alright seemed to have grown as second nature, because she could not tell the difference. That, or she at least tried to convince herself that you understood. That you were fine, that you knew they were trying, she was trying to add up to it all. to be certain of a future that may hold more than the four of you.

It had been precisely 2 weeks since they forgot a celebration that evolved around you — humanly celebrated, yes, but they — Tsu’tey and Neytiri, had always considered it ever since learning it in Grace’s school. Ever since learning you too had a part in this celebration of life and made a decision to always treasure it — treasure you. A celebration — mind you — that Jake, while he had informed that he did not really do this back on Earth, had been informed of and happily agreed to comply in it, and had forged it into a beautiful illusion, something you experienced as a child and refreshing to look forward to ; your birthday. It was not something custom for the Na’vi, to really celebrate things such as that, but both Tsu’tey and Neytiri found it somewhat oddly endearing that you all could participate in it.

“Birthday is … like a festivity of one’s birth … even if life is always celebrated here with Na’vi? But once a year?” Neytiri had questioned, a wonder speckling her gold hues while her ears had flitted up. Tsu’tey, the entire time had stayed silent, but the combined emotions of both awfully perplexion and curiosity twisting his face said enough — perplexed from how it was that humans could come up with such a thing, but curious as to how it would play out. The explanation rather seemed that way, how Neytiri described it, but except for it being presented to the Na’vi, it was something only you four could share and they could celebrate, and that is what led them to firmly agree that this would occur.

“ A special day to give much more thanks to our Great Mother for giving you to us, ma tanhì.”

“Never will I, we forget to bring you such joy the way you have given it to us so naturally, tsawksyul.”

‘We’ll do something nice for ya, babygirl. Celebrate ya, love ya, and I’ll thank every damn lucky star for giving me ya’ll, you.”

It had been a difficult time, you were more than well aware of that, but this day was one that never went unnoticed by Tsu’tey and Neytiri. Jake — while he had been, to put it frankly, ‘new to the party’ knowing how he was with you, you would have thought, hoped he too remembered it. They bathed you with loving acts on a daily basis, but when this day came around, ever since you three were children, when you were a little tawtute with two incredulously tall blue beings despite the similar age, it became a special and changing day, where it demonstrated that they were willing to put aside their differences with Sky People, and only think of and be with you.

The first birthday they’d spent with you, they had handcrafted you two beautifully beaded necklaces — two filled with promise, with love. The heartfelt accessory, which was always worn around your neck, now assisted with another Jake had handmade specifically for you — woven between was an emerald green mic to communicate with either three.

You resentfully spent most of the special day this year, fingers occasionally straying to those exact necklaces as an act of uncertainty. ‘We will do something soon. They will bring it up, I’m sure of it. Perhaps they learned what a surprise is and wanted to make it a bit more grand than what they usually do.’ You told yourself, trying hard to convince your mind and heart. Something a bit more grand they had to spend more than a day away from you so they would not ruin it.

Grace had taught the Na’vi students what a birthday was, and they had wished you a very happy one. Mo’at, ever since she witnessed the first birthday you had, granted you a year full of joy and blessings. Hell, even the Norm and the other science geeks from the human outpost greeted you with a, “Happy Birthday, Y/N” when you’d stop by.

All of them had blessed your damn day before any, any of your mates. Thirteen days later and they still had not spoken of it. You had excused a lot of their actions without question, and accepted their apologies with ease. But this time it was different. It was your birthday and they promised they would do something, anything with you for the day. Your excitement about the night stemmed from their own.

‘Patience is a virtue’, you have heard it said before. And yet, patience is a delicacy as much as peace. Without peace, there was no patience which you tended to carry within far more than the other three. But how was peace to remain when the tying sources of it were not there to participate? And when you awoke the morning of the fourteenth day since your birthday to the only feeling of biting air and sight of emptiness, that restraint of peace disintegrated, and with that, patience snapped, kindness fleeing along with it.

Hurt flared into fury inside of you, and you had every right to feel it.

The stroll down to the main hut became more of a march rather than the leisure of steps. Those who bowed their heads and signed at you went by unacknowledged, the ones who witnessed the scene before them made no effort in getting your way and simply dipped their heads timidly. Great rage preceded you, so when the veils were harshly pushed aside, it permeated the space within, vacuuming all of the focus and peace of the ones in there.

“Oel gnati kameie, ma Y/N.” One called Entu, a clueless at times warrior, spoke, then announcing your presence to the others as if they had not already seen you, with the obliviousness of what was to come next.

“Where are my mates, Entu?” They now stood a decent distance yet stepped away from the clutter of pieces and plans, your eyes sweeping across the room and coming up short of either one of them.

“Toruk is communicating with the humans right over there, preparing to leave. Neytiri is with Tsahìk, and the Olo’eyktan was on a flight to the Tipani Clan, currently returning as we speak.”

Currently returning? Tsu’tey had gone to the Tipani Clan and you had not been made aware of it. You had not been alerted that your own mate would be leaving for Eywa knows how long.

“ ‘m over here, baby—” Jake’s voice was muffled behind the other side of the hut, soon cutting off to speak to whoever it was in those mics, and you without a doubt could not take it anymore.

“Everybody out,” The Na’vi language, it being your second you impeccably spoke it as if it was your natural one, erupted out of you. Jake, however, still needed much time to fully grasp the essence of the language and despite you and him sharing the fluency in English, you did not bother to translate your words for him, and you took command of the unfamiliar space.

Those few who were around, warriors, Tsahìk’s helpers, even one or two dreamwalkers who’d been brought in by Jake, glanced quietly at one another, unsure. “Now!”

That uncertainty was quick to fade away, all bidding you their respects and departure, leaving you and a perplexed looking Jake as he came into your view. His visor was over the crown of his head, forefinger against over the mic around his neck, his hand slowly descending down when you approached him.

“Babygirl, I don’t have any time for a break today. Norm and I have supplies that need to be dropped off by the end of—”

“I do not care about your idiotic supplies, Suli.”

Jake took a subtle step back, ear flitting at your usage of tone. “Ya do know you’re gonna have to translate that for me, baby. I’m not there yet.”

As his retreat, you took a full step forward, refusing to let him back away. “I do not give a shit about your supplies, Sully. I do not have time to deal with this anymore.”

His guard dropped, brows easing and no longer taking your distraction in the room a serious matter. “Y/N, what are you even talking about—”

When he walked towards his equipment — a gun and picked it up, you scoffed. Then he went to the other side of the hut with his fingers once more latching to his throat mic. “Hey, Norm, I’m still here—”

Jake could not even give you a moment to speak, nor have the moral decency to give you the respect you deserved.

You followed behind, watching as he started to adjust whatever he had going on. But you stepped between him and his companion, not giving a care to what he had been doing with his firearm. Jake jolted back and tore his attention away from his conversation. “Hey, don’t do that crap again — You don’t know what I’m doing with this, I could’ve accidentally gotten one of us hurt, y/n! What the hell is wrong with you?”

The flaps of the hut’s entrance ruffled, revealing both the presence of Tsu’tey and Neytiri, hand in hand, sauntering inside. Tsu’tey still has his flying gear on, visor soon disposed of when noticing the empty sight of the place. Neytiri, at first uncertain of the tension, let go of him and walked your way, enveloping you in a tight embrace. “Ma tanhì..”

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” Tsu’tey questioned with a kiss to the side of your head. “Where are the others?” He directed towards Jake as he repeated the action on him, hand resting over his back.

And if looks could kill, you and Jake would be buried 10 feet beneath the ground, neither of you removing your glower from the other.

“What has happened, ma Jake?” Neytiri inquired as she slowly let go to look at him then you.

“Oh I don’t know, why don’t you ask her?” Jake retorted with a click of his tongue. “She came in speaking some bull I couldn’t even understand and practically risked her life with things she doesn’t even have the decency to try and be careful with!” Putting the rifle on safety catch in order for it to prevent an accidental discharge before throwing it on the ground, Jake walked over to you. He was so close to the point where he could pull you into a kiss, yet the fury emitting from him told you he would not. “What the hell is the matter with you, huh?”

Tsu’tey quickly grabbed onto Jake’s upper arm and tugged him away in order to stop him from approaching you any further. Neytiri released a hiss of both surprise and anger at her mate’s antics, Tsu’tey’s brow bone hitching down and spoke up. “Tsyeyk, mawey. Y/N, what is happening?”

A deep chuckle filled with rage emerged from your body. It’s a hideous sound coming from you, one that stunned Neytiri, worry filled her golden gaze as you brimmed with emotions you did not usually possess. “This is the most attention I have gotten from either of you in weeks.”

“Attention?” Jake’s tail lashed now at the bewilderment he felt. “This is about you not getting any attention?” He turned to Tsu’tey. “Baby, we don’t have any time for this!” Swiveling back to face you and shaking his arm free from the Olo’eyktan’s grip, Jake was once again in your face, jaw tightening with every word. “Y/N, you’re not a child. We don’t gotta come running every time you beg and call.”

“That is enough!” Neytiri seethed and became the barrier in front of him to keep him away from you, her palms assisting in giving a hard shove to his chest. “You are acting like a child right now. Do not speak to her that way!”

“Neytiri, listen to her!” His hand gestured at you harshly and looked at her. “She’s over here complaining when we’ve got some important shit going on. You’re busy, I’m busy, Tsu’tey’s busy. We’re not playing games and braiding each other’s hair or playing teacher—”

“Oìsss, Tsyeyk! ( watch it! )” Tsu’tey’s scowl, not entirely as sharp as usual yet more so one of warning, was thrown towards Jake. “Neytiri, it is fine, please, enough — Y/N, yawne, rutxe tslam ( please understand ). This is very important — these duties, our path. You know this.” Tsu’tey was trying to maintain a leveled voice as he spoke to you, Neytiri’s eyes practically stabbing daggers into Jake’s back as he paced back and forth, hands clasped to the twines of his hair.

“For God’s sake, Tsu’tey, we gotta get in the air already. We gotta head back to the Tipani and give this to them, and Neytiri, you’re supposed to be coming with us — we don’t have time for this.”

Neytiri, even in the state of anger, tried to simmer it down as she noticed his state of frustration. She sighed and grabbed him by his forearms. “Ma Jake, you must calm down. Do not fuss. Do not speak this way. Tsu’tey, as much as he is right —”

A lift of Tsu’tey’s hand silenced them both, but then he turned and walked towards the two with a wordless gaze that spoke enough. He settled between them, his hands coming down to rest on their lower backs in order to pull them close. “My love, can we discuss this later?”

That was it. The smallest actions that opened your foolish eyes.

They were a team, those three. Neytiri, Tsu’tey, and Jake. The tsakarem — Palulukan Makto, Olo’eyktan, and Toruk Makto.

And in this moment, that team was rising against you.

The movement nearly caused you doubt, your brain wracking to think of a way you may be in the wrong. Yet vacant was the act of trying.

“One would think that this bond before Eywa was only between the three of you.” You helplessly uttered in Na’vi.

Hurt slashed Neytiri’s features when she looked at you, her lower lip quivering. “That is not true, tanhì. Y-you do not mean that.”

Tsu’tey’s head had dipped, his along with Neytiri’s ears pinning down. His lips so very slightly parted, but all he could feel was an overwhelming wave of sadness that choked him from speaking.

Jake’s already confused eyes were spinning between the three of you. “Hey, what’s she saying?”

Neytiri was either too hesitant to answer or too focused in trying to find a way to reassure you, to comfort you — maybe all of the above.

“She said that it seems it is only us three are bonded under Eywa.”

Tsu’tey’s voice was hollow but even, foreign but familiar after so long of not feeling this way. While he was trying to make an effort to be considerate with your feelings, hoping maybe Neytiri could try and bring some ease to you as she approached you, Jake Sully was not helping.

He instead laughed humorously, “Are you serious? You go just a few days, maybe even a week without attention and you’re out of it?”

“4 weeks and 16 days.”

“—What?” Jake questioned, and all eyes were on you.

“It has been 4 weeks,” you projected your voice clearly, “and 16 days.”

“That’s impossible, Y/N. Stop being—” Yet Jake’s words were silenced when you threw the crumpled calendar along with his ( the other two found them pointless — not necessarily keeping track of whatever months unless it had been for your birthday ). Black markings on his, red on yours — little words and notes you or him — even them had written ; promises that went by broken by the most important people of your life.

“About 4 weeks and 16 days ago was the day I started my duties as ‘playing teacher’ at Grace’s school. You two had missed the opening — Neytiri, however, did make it. You two could not even bother to attend to celebrate, even if it was for the tiniest minute. But, Neytiri, you left with them, and I returned at night to an empty home. I went to sleep alone, and have done so ever since.”

Neytiri’s fingers rose over her mouth, a soft exhale emitting from her while her other hand curled around your arm. Tsu’tey scanned the sheets, taking in exactly what every little note meant — hell, he had been there with you when you wrote most of these. He knew how much this meant for you, what he had vowed to you. “It has been this long …? Since we have shared sleep? Even a meal?”

Their questions went ignored. Your voice finally found you and you refused to let it go. “About 3 weeks ago, Jake, we were supposed to spend a bit of time together. You have been blowing me off ever since. You, ma Olo’eyktan, promised to bless the school house with your presence. You broke your promise, you failed to show up, and I spent 8 hours consoling some very upset children.”

Next came the jab of your finger over a specific date, one circled in your calendar in red, Jake’s even in red ; ‘Tanhì’s birthday!’, ‘Y/N’s birthday!’ Yet on his, other scribbles assisted — black ink tumbling over the red. “3 weeks ago,” Your voice hitched. “Well, this one here is self-explanatory.”

Tsu’tey’s eyes cracked from their hard demeanor, wide and glassy. Neytiri’s tears, however, already broke through the glass wall, streaming from her eyes. “How did we … Ma Y/N, I—”

Jake became truculent, brows furrowing and pushed past Tsu’tey. “Nah, that’s not right. We wouldn’t miss your birthday. We had it all hatched out, look! Today’s only…” His words failed as he checked, as if he did not believe the usage of your words. “Shit.”

“Shit indeed. So tell me again, Neytiri, how is it that I do not mean the words I said before.”

She did not speak at first, as her hand fell over to her stomach, fingers trembling, chin dipping down in shame of herself, of them, of her actions, disappointing you.

Tsu’tey’s face was one full of an apology he could not vocalize. He tried to brush it off, the shock choking him, trying to control the agitating movements his tail created.

But Jake made no effort in backing down, anger riling him up again. “Hang on, you have been sitting on this for 4 weeks and 16 days and now you wanna come in and hold it against us now?”

“Hold it against you? Jake, love, just admit your wrong doing! It was you — all three of you — who forgot you had another mate to care for, not I!”

“Then if you’re so damn forgotten, y/n, why don’t ya just leave?”

The impact of his words closed any passage of air for you, even Neytiri. “W-what?”

The act of speech found Neytiri’s tangled vocals, turning towards him, glaring venomously at him. “Jake, stop it—”

“No, nah, ‘Tiri. She’s the so-called forgotten mate, right?” He was talking to Neytiri, yet his eyes were fixated on you. “Apparently we haven’t shown her how much we care over these past few months. Nearly years. How much she meant to us — how it’s not enough.”

Tsu’tey did not snap nor did he have any ounce of courage to stop Jake — but his hold on Jake tightened. Hoping it would shut him up — hoping to find the strength to say something, anything. All he could do was watch in agonizing silence.

Readdressing you, Jake questioned bitterly, “it wasn’t enough, now was it, Y/N? Huh, babygirl? This, not one but three of us, wasn't enough for you. Then why haven’t you gone? Matter of fact, why don’t you disappear? What’s the word — ‘ìp ( vanish )?”

That snapped something inside of Tsu’tey, a surge of an acrimonious panic rising from him and he gently shoved Jake by his shoulders, a hand soon roughly pressing over the former marine’s chest. “Tìfnu ( silence ), Tsyeyk. You can understand that, no? Compose yourself right now before you say something you are going to regret.”

Jake paid no regard to Tsu’tey’s words, tears pouring down the three’s faces, as well as your own. “Go Y/N. Leave, baby. How ‘bout find some other mate who gives you more than either of us combined could, hell, find yourself more than one! An’ when do, let us know so we could wish them assholes luck!”

“Makto!” Tsu’tey fumed loudly, even Neytiri releasing her fair share of hissing before both their attention was on you. Their golden irises followed you as your hand reached to remove the necklaces decorating your neck.

Neytiri now rushed in front of you, her fingers wrapping trembling around your wrists in order to stop you from taking them off, tightening her hold on you. “Do not listen to him — ma tanhì. No, no, kehe (no). He did not mean it — does not mean it. Ftang ( stop ) Stay.”

You only shook your head and refused to meet her broken face. Shrugging from her touch, you took the first one — the one gifted by her — off anyway and placed them in the flat of Neytiri’s palm. She peered down at it, lips pushing down and looked back up at you with a tearful gaze.

She was about to speak — to try and find a different tactic as you reached to unclasp the other two. That was until Tsu’tey’s presence was felt behind, soon striding in front of her and enveloped your cheeks within his palms and dabbed your tears away. He knew what you were capable of, he knew your seriousness, your joy, your sadness, your breaking point. He should have known. But right now, he knew your capability of acting upon this. You took him in, the downward curve of his browline, the turmoil lodged in his sorrowed eyes. “Oeyä muntxate ( my wife ), oeru txoa livu ( I wish for forgiveness ) I am sorry. Rutxe ( please ), do not leave,” left in whispers from his lips.

When you remove the one he gave you, he now descended to his knees, pleadingly looking up at you. Neytiri could do nothing but cry and reach for your hand, beseeching. Jake had even stopped his pacing to glance at you with broadened eyes, the weight of his idiotic words finally coming down on him.

He watched as you removed the one given by him. He watched as you sniffled, as usual perched ears fluttered down while stroking Tsu’tey’s cheek and gently squeezing Neytiri’s hand before looking at him. And finally, he watched as you walked towards him with your head held up high, grabbed his hand to turn it over and let the soft cluttering sound of the necklace pooling into his palm be the sound assisting the soft cries of Neytiri fill the silence.

You turned around straight after doing so and went over to the other two. A soft, lingering kiss was met to the loving stripes of Neytiri’s forehead while she weakly whispered for you to not leave. You then looked down at Tsu’tey, still on his knees, still hopelessly trying to find a way to get you to not do this. Tilting his chin into one hand, the other still held on Neytiri’s, you brought his face to meet yours. With a small, sad curve of your lips and a swift peer to Jake, who was taking slow steps toward you three, your mouth opened to the three one final time before you retreated.

“Ma Olo’eyktan. Ma Neytiri. Toruk Makto. Eywa gnahu ( may Eywa be with you ).” Your head bowed, fingers hesitant to signal to them, to see them, then exited, leaving the leaders — your mates — in their despair.

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idyllic-affections · 1 year

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Here's how i view the hashira as:

Mitsuri is the bestest big sister ever no i don't accept no everyone loves her and there is a reason

Kyojuro would be the cool big brother along with tengen (his wives would love to take care of you as well)

Sanemi is the mean insane looking uncle that's actually soft for you and only you (he's still mean tho )

Obanai is kinder to you in comparison because mitsuri loves you and he doesn't want to make her sad (he grows to love you but is too shy to accept it)

Muichiro and giyuu are your silent siblings that you go to when you need to be alone but not completely alone y'know like they don't talk much so it's perfect for some quality time

(i don't know enough about gyomei to make an assumption rn)

I was bored so um,,, here you go?

the hashira as a big found family.

summary. the hashira, but with found family dynamics.

trigger & content warnings. no applicable warnings.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. found family, fluff. mitsuri kanroji & reader, kyojuro rengoku & reader, tengen uzui & reader, sanemi shinazugawa & reader, obanai iguro & reader, muichiro tokito & reader, giyuu tomioka & reader, gyomei himejima & reader, shinobu kocho & reader. 0.7k words. no pronouns for reader.

author's thoughts. 100% agreed!!! i had to make a post based on this ask, it was super cute to me hehe <3 thank you for the idea!!

mitsuri is the kind and supportive big sister. she is well beloved for a reason, indeed. she's the one you can go to if you need encouragement. oh, some people said that you're bad at your hobby? that you're bad at your job as a demon slayer, if you happen to share her occupation? don't listen to them! you're doing your best, that's all that matters. she won't rudely confront anyone being mean, but she will confront them if necessary. she's just very kind about it, about everything she does <3

kyojuro and tengen are the guy equivalents of mitsuri. kyojuro is so so supportive, just like mitsuri! tengen is also very supportive, but he's the one to lovingly bully you (and later get scolded by his wives for it. he looks like a kicked puppy every time they yell at him LMAO). he's also one of the "no-one can bully them except for me!!" types. it's okay, though. if tengen's being too mean, just go hide behind kyojuro or tengen's wives! kyojuro will laugh joyously and just... hoist you up and run away. he probably takes you out to eat! the wives can and will bully tengen back if you choose to run to them.

sanemi is definitely that uncle. the words he spits towards you in front of everyone else are mean and cruel, but behind closed doors, he's much gentler. gives you little headpats. he feeds dogs with you as a pastime. also he is SO protective man. if someone fucks with you, just go to sanemi. he will chew them OUT. he'll tear them a whole new asshole. he's the second "no-one can bully them except for me!" type.

obanai is an interesting one, i think. on on hand, he is kind of like sanemi in that he's a little mean and harsh with you, but he's generally much gentler than sanemi. he's kind of like a reserved older cousin. you don't see him much, and you don't talk to him as much, but he loves you nonetheless. he's just too shy to admit it. bro also doesn't want to make his wife mitsuri sad, so yeah, he's a lot gentler with you than sanemi is. he will also be so mean to anyone who harasses you.

muichiro is definitely the quiet, absentminded brother. if you just want to quietly watch clouds or listen to the wind, feel free to sit beside mui when he's doing it! you don't even have to bother announcing your presence. he knows you're there. he doesn't mind. mui is also a bit possessive. you're his sibling!! do not ignore him pls, he will be sad. probably clings to your sleeve, regardless of if you're older or younger. another one who will be VERY mean to anyone who harasses you.

giyuu is the reserved brother. he's another one you can go to if you need quiet time. he might offer to share food with you, maybe he'll ask what's on your mind. he's awkward with showing that he cares, but he really does! he cares a lot. he's like... the quiet guardian. he's nicer to anyone who bothers you, but he will confront them and will be very firm about it. he won't bully them back like sanemi or obanai, but he won't be kind like mitsuri.

gyomei is the father of the group. as the oldest hashira, he is the one that has to stop any shenanigans going on. you want to do something stupid with tengen? no. do not. you will make gyomei sad if you get hurt :c he seems like he would give really really good hugs. also, if you fall asleep on his arm, it's okay. he'll stay there with you for a bit, or he'll carry you to bed. he watches out for everyone's health and safety!

shinobu is the responsible big sister. she is ON TOP of your health and will absolutely tear you apart if you fail to take care of yourself. also she is SO mean LMAO... she bullies you lovingly. she also falls into the "no-one can bully them except for me!" category. if someone is mean to you? oh man. oh boy. they had better beg for her forgiveness. an angry shinobu is a scary shinobu. she can be very sweet, though. if you're having a bad day, she will definitely hug you tight and tell you it's okay to feel angry or sad (hypocrite...).

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dirtytransmasc · 7 months

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Spider and Tuk being the bestest siblings ever and spider being the mvp big brother we all know he is hc's (modern + adopted spi au addition):

Before he could drive he would wait at Tuk's bus stop to get her off the bus. He insisted on doing it to "ease the workload on his parents" (since with Jake and Neytiri's work schedule, Tuk would have to go to an afterschool program and someone would have to pick her up) which it does, but it was really cause he liked to have the quality time with Tuk.

On their walk home he would ask her about school. He asks about what she did, if she brought anything home she wanted to show him (normally stuff from art class), if she did anything special or fun, that sort of stuff. He also stays up to date on her school gossip and makes sure no one's bothering his baby sis.

They hold hands the whole walk home, and more often than not he ends up carrying her or her bag for her.

Once he gets his license he picks her up from school and fills the 45 minute-ish time she would have normally spent on the bus and walking home at the park or getting ice cream or something else of the like.

When they get home he makes sure to look at anything she brought home. All the cool stuff first; art, school work she's proud of, a pretty pebble, or the occasional half wilted flower from the recess field. He makes sure to give all the praise and compliments possible, especially to the art and school work, cause he's supporting those skills early. Then he makes sure he gets all the homework, permission slips, things like that.

When his siblings ask why he does it, he says, "Who's gonna ask her to see what she drew during recess? Who's gonna ask if she did anything fun with her best friend? Who's gonna make sure she's not left out of the loop? We're a busy family, I don't want her getting left out just cause she's little, I'll ask, I like doing it anyway" he knows his family's busy, he knows Tuk tends to fall to the background cause she's the youngest, and that Jake and Neytiri are busy trying to keep them all afloat, so he takes care of Tuk.

He helps her with her homework and never raises his voice or gets frustrated. He sits next to her and they figure it out together.

He's always proud of her, even for the little things, so he's always giving her hugs and kissing her hair and other classic big brother things.

More often than not, Spider puts Tuk to bed. Either Jake and Neytiri give up trying to tame the "cranky banshee" (what Spider call her when she's tired) of a child and call Spider in, or she asks for him. He'll lay down next to her and pull her close and tell her stories until she gets sleepy and cuddled into him. Only then does he pull out the "put'em to sleep" combo, as he calls it; he hum to her (he hums "a la nanita na", like his mama used to hum to him, fight me) while rubbing her back with one hand and plays with her braids with the other. She's out like a light in a few minutes every time.

He often refers to her as a little banshee whenever she's being feisty or especially energetic.

There was an almost 2 month streak where Tuk would only sleep if Spider stayed in her room for the night or if she was in Spider's bed (which she preferred cause it was bigger and cozier). Spider didn't mind so he gave in almost immediately. Best sleep he got in years, even with the bony knees and elbows poking him.

Spider will sacrifice himself when she gets sick, opting to be the one to go comfort her, knowing he'll be sick soon after. He has spent many nights holding her on the bathroom floor and wiping snotty noses. (he always gets it and gets it *worse* but it's worth it for his baby sis)

Tuk always does he best to take care of him after. She'll sit in bed with him and pet his hair or bring him snacks/water. When she was little, she'd bring out all her Doc McStuffin's toys (cause she'd love Doc McStuffin's, again, fight me) and try and 'make him better'

Spider has the strongest cuteness aggression ever for Tuk, like, he wants to squish her and bite her and squeeze her and shake her, with all of the love in the world. He satiates himself by snatching her, flopping on the floor, and bear hugging her as tight as he can, with his legs too, and just rolling back and forth till she's giggling so hard she can't breathe.

He is deeply invested in multiple children's shows because of how often he watches them with her. (His favorite is Wild Kratts, Paw Patrol, and Ninja Turtles)

(this one next one is so random but Spi and Tuk have pastina lover vibes, again, I dare you to fight me on this)

Spider spent time in the system and fending for himself, meaning he picked up a lot of easy recipes, one of which, was pastina with butter, broth, and cheese. He passed this on to Tuk, who has now decided this is the best snack ever and asks him to make it all the time.

Spider works out, just so he can carry her around forever and ever.

He always make sure that he and his older little siblings always give time to Tuk and involve her in their play.

They go on day trips after he gets his license, sometimes just the two of them, other times with all the Sully kids. They go to museums and science centers and such. He again holds her hand most of the time, or makes sure that she doesn't get lost while playing.

Worries over her constantly.

They trade art all the time. He'll make her a knew piece of jewelry and she'll give him a new painting to keep in his room.

He has a picture of her in his wallet.

He takes so many photos of her, he's like a facebook mom. Lo'ak makes fun of him.

He's teaching her how to skateboard, cause she thinks he's the coolest ever cause he knows how to skateboard. He got her a pretty skateboard and hot pink gear (in which he went overboard in buying considering her basically bought her a hot pink suit of armor) and helped her decorate it. He also makes sure she's not picked on when they go to the skate park.

He kisses every boo boo.

He makes and (never ever breaks) lots of pinky promises.

they have a special handshake.

When the Sully's go out anywhere, you can tell when Tuk wants to go home, because she'll be in Spi's arms, cause he'd never turn down an opportunity to hold his baby sister.

They match hair beads. Spi will always have at least one that matches with hers at all times, and Tuk will have one of his on the braid behind her ear so she can fiddle with it.

Tuk always double and triple checks that Spider has his inhaler (he doesn't know how she remembers better than he can)

She wears his shirts to bed a lot. They're big and soft and who could blame her?

should I do more of these (maybe one for each sibling?)

#Spider is the big brother who makes sure the baby of the family isn't left behind for being little #he spends intentional time with her #so even stuff like walking home or going to the park or doing homework feels so special to her #because he's making sure to do it. to ask her questions. to hug her and tell her he's proud of her. to play with her #he's not doing it cause he has to. but cause he wants to #he sees the way it makes her *shine* and makes sure to double down his efforts #the trope of the youngest sibling deciding that the eldest siblings bed is theirs and just refusing to sleep elsewhere is the superior trop #spider is the type to parentify himself and thrive #Tuk's his kid actually #the other sully kids are his siblings. Kiri and Lo'ak are his best friends. 'teys his little big brother. but Tuk is the *baby*. *his* baby #miles socorro #miles spider socorro #spider socorro #tuk #tuk tuk #tuktirey #tuktirey te suli neytiri'ite #tuktirey sully #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #atwow headcanons

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