#angry fluff

[nejiverse]

BRO?

Sanzu, Mikey, Draken, Angry, Ran

In which you call them bro…as a joke

masterlist :)

A/N: ignore the fact I used the wrong ‘youre’ in Ran’s one 😅

[eggtartz]

Hi, can I request Mikey, Draken, Kawata brothers, Hakkai and Kazutora with a s/o that's direct and sweet? Just looking randomly to the boys and saying something like "Are you more handsome today?" smiling and running a hand over the boys' cheeks/hair/lips? How shy would they be? Ty

a/n : thankyou for requesting this and enjoy anon 🫶🏻

masterlist

souya kawata

you two were situated at the table where souya was cooking ramen for the two of you. you were staring at his back, him swiftly moving around to chop the ingredients here and there. "are you sure you don't want me to help souya kun?" he looked at you and smiled so sweetly. "it's okay y/n" he placed the ramen in two separate bowls and served in infront of you. "wow! thankyou souya kun it smells so good!" "no worries y/n go on eat it" you took the chopsticks and slurped the noodles, moaning at the salty taste. "ugh souya kun your cooking never disappoints, chefs should hire you at this point!" souya became so shy he wanted to drown himself in the ramen broth "w-well thankyou uh y/n" he had to excuse himself for blushing too much and his cheeks were hot.

hakkai shiba

he was dusting away his suit in front of the mirror to attend mitsuya's fashion show, you were gazing at the man who had a ponytail. his suit was emerald coloured, matching with his sister's. "hm do i always mentioned that you look so handsome hakkai?" you blurted out. hakkai stiffened and looked at you through the mirror, his cheeks started to get pink. "oh um, i do think you always mention that?" "hm then i'll say it more often then" it's the way you say it so honestly and without hesitant that made his knees buckled.

nahoya kawata

he was just done beating up unwanted intruders at the area, you being surrounded by his members until he's done. he approached you and smiled but a different one, like a genuine one. "hm although you look so attractive like this, all bloody and all just go easy okay?" you stroked his cheek that has blood on it, not his blood for sure. "okay then wait here i'll beat up more people so i can be more attractive for you" "nahoya kun.." he has no problems at accepting your honest compliments, he does gets blushes over them he just doesn't admit that.

ken ryuguji

draken had just woke up and took a shower. he sat on the floor while you were drying his hair, not trusting him to do so when he's still sleepy and everything. draken had his hair routine done by you for a while now, as he had to wake up early and you were a morning person you saw no harm in doing your boyfriend's hair. after drying his hair, you combed the hair with your fingers humming at the softness "your hair is so soft ken.." the statement made draken's eyes widened as your voice was enticing and the fact that he couldn't see your face made it more nerve-wracking. "well, you take care of them everyday, they're soft because of you" you kissed the top of his head braided his hair while draken blushed.

manjiro sano

he was busy stuffing his face with the delicious dorayaki while you stared at him eating so happily. it made you content that he enjoys dessert, it's so obvious at everyone's eyes and it's so adorable. he had dorayaki fillings stained on his lips so you used your point finger to remove the stain away, touching his lower lips. mikey stopped his munching and looked at you. what he also doesn't expect is when you ate the filling that was on his lips, making him look somewhere else to hide his flusters. "do-do you want some dorayaki y/n?" "oh it's okay mikey, you eat them okay?" yeah man just blushed even harder.

kazutora hanemiya

nokazutora is oblivious towards flirting sometimes so he's glad he dated with you who's direct and says things simply like that. so whenever you compliment him, he truly acknowledge that it's the truth you're talking about, not just some random flirts. "y/n did you really mean it when you said you like my long hair?" he hesitantly asked you who was on your laptop. "yes tora, i think the yellow highlights go well with long hair. but i think you look good in any hairstyle" you smiled at him who was lying down on the bed. you didn't noticed how he buried his face in the pillow, tempted to scream at your sweet compliment. "well, i think you look good in every hairstyle too y/n" he made eye contact with you and had to buried his face in the pillow again so you wouldn't see his red cheeks.

[benkeibear]

☰ 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡

⧫ Character: Souya

⧫ Reader: genderneutral

⧫ Summary: Souya is crushing on you and shows it rather than telling you

⧫ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! (This is a repost from my old blog)

ꕤ Souya was smitten for you the second you stepped inside of their restaurant

ꕤ when He took your order He was even more shy than usual, stuttering a bit

ꕤ You thought that He’s really cute, especially that his cheeks were dusted pink whenever your eyes met

ꕤ so you took your chance and left your number behind when you left “for the cotton haired cutie xx”

ꕤ Nahoya was the one finding your note and handed it to his brother, wiggling his eyebrows

ꕤ poor Sou was a nervous wreck, not texting you for days until Nahoya practically forced him

ꕤ You two got along so well over text, it eased his nerves

ꕤ whenever you came by the restaurant, be it to eat or just to see souya He was still very shy

ꕤ You didn’t mind to lead the conversations, trying to make him more comfortable around you, not just over text

ꕤ He definitely named one of his plushies after you and cuddles it at night, wishing it would be you

ꕤ Sends you flowers anonymous with a small card attached, a little compliment written by him on them

ꕤ of course you knew who sent you all those flowers, flustered by how well He treats you

ꕤ You have a special notification sound and ringtone in his phone so he knows it's you

ꕤ always makes sure to be available 24/7 just in case you need him

ꕤ He also takes you on the cutest picnic dates in various places

ꕤ Loves to feed little duckies with you (with seeds because bread can kill them)

ꕤ tried to teach you to ride his motorcycle but prefers to drive so He can feel your arms wrapped around him

ꕤ souya needs a long time to actually say that He loves you but you already know by that point because in each of his actions there's so much love already

ꕤ He remembers all the little things you told him and also knows your order at the restaurant by heart

[buccini555]

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

♡ ⊹ 𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒚𝒂 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 ♡ ⊹ 

⊹ He tends to be quite shy at times, so he doesn't express himself very well, but he's super affectionate and attentive.

⊹ He often writes you notes saying how he feels about you.

⊹ When you seem to be sad, he spends all his time by your side and giving you hugs.

⊹ He always gives you some cute little gifts like keychains and stuffed animals.

⊹ When you are together you usually spend most of your time at home watching series or movies.

⊹ He is a little jealous of you, but he avoids showing it.

⊹ Every day he sends you cute messages, usually he uses a lot of emojis.

⊹ He always does everything to cheer you up, being super affectionate and loving, plus he really loves to see you smile and always says that your smile is very beautiful.

⊹ He makes up cute nicknames for you.

⊹ Sometimes he makes you some cupcakes, he spends a lot of time looking up recipes to make them for you.

[starstruckwillows]

what about secret relationship trope w remus x r? like maybe remus rather hide his relationship with r rather than have the marauders tease him relentlessly but then he throws the whole plan away when he see a ravenclaw(or anyhouse rlly) boy flirting with u and tryna shoot his shot? I LITERALLY LIVE for the secret relationship trope AND jealous rem<3

♡ secret - r.l ♡

starstruckwillows 🂱

pairing; remus lupin x reader

category; fluff? not sure if that's the right word but it's definitely not angst. angry fluff?

summary; remus throws away a few months of secrets out of jealousy, at a party in which someone else is flirting with you

warnings/content; possessive remus

other; fem!reader, this is so short sorry

the end of sixth year swung in with the looming promise of n.e.w.ts the upcoming year. in the opinion of the marauders, that was the perfect time to throw a party in the room of requirement, mixing all houses, and eventually all of the upper years too. word spread like wildfire when it came to a marauder blow out.

remus scanned the room for you, not worried about being obvious. sirius was making out with some seventh year guy in the corner, james and lily were still in that sickening honeymoon phase where nothing exists but the other, and peter was running an elaborate gambling scheme - with chocolate frog cards.

then his eyes found you. and they couldn't leave. you were still the most awe inspiring person he'd ever seen. his jaw still dropped after the best part of seven months.

it took every single ounce of energy from every bone in his body to not walk up to you and shower you with the millions of compliments springing to his mind, some not as pure as others.

he was readying himself to keep control and greet you regularly, like a friend. and this his eye caught the boy approaching you for a conversation. he decided to wait until you were done talking.

the drink he was holding almost spilled in his grip when he realised the boy was not just talking. he was touching. not a friendly shoulder nudge, not a drunken knock, not a brotherly poke.

no, the guy was attempting to slip an arm around your shoulder, trying to make you laugh and lean into him. instead you stood stiffly, gripping your drink as tight as remus was gripping his. you gave the boy a restrained smile, eyes searching the room.

you swept your gaze across the crowd, desperately trying to locate remus as you shifted away from the other guy. the lipstick that matched your outfit was starting to stretch with the smile you forced. you didn't want to upset the guy, there was nothing wrong with him, but you simply weren't interested.

"look, i erm, i'm seeing someone."

you craned your neck to the right and locked stares with remus, silently pleading for him to come over.

the boy chuckled, "and he left you all alone at this party? don't you wanna dance with someone?"

you laughed awkwardly, relieved to see remus appear in front you.

"i didn't leave her alone. off you go."

the guy spluttered, "er- sorry mate, i didn't-"

remus smirked, looping his own arm around you as the other removed his. he didn't reply to the stammering, leading you away instead as you leaned into his side.

"thanks rem. where we going?"

"just out for a breather."

as it turned out, the breather didn't involve breathing so much as fast paced making out that left your lips tingling and parted with the gloss smeared on the side. with a giggle, your realised there was a shiny pink tinge to remus' as well.

he smiled down at you, "think we blew our cover?"

you laughed breathlessly, "probably."

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@anordinarymuse @ellora-brekker

[suyacho]

☆ SOUYA SCENARIOS

just fluffy scenarios for (maybe hopelessly romantic) souya

content warnings: fem!reader - very fluffy - cursing - crushing & being lovers - maybe ooc - mostly headcanons - reader walking down the isle in a dress - use of the nickname angel - no beta - 1k words or so

note: very random souya brainrot popped up so here we are, also as a little thank you for the chibis @/sohya 🫶 it's just a few hcs and two scenarios hehe

souya who ends up needing your notes in class because he’s staring at you and lost in his thoughts for too long without realizing.

“Hey Souya?” you smiled sweetly, waving in front of his face and getting him out of his trance, a faint blush quickly covering his face. “Huh– yes?” he answered, still slightly being out of it.

“Class is over.” you laughed and that’s when Souya looked around him, realizing the class was mostly empty, everyone already left for lunch break. He didn’t realize until now how lost he was in his thoughts and how fast time passed like this, he really couldn’t help himself. Concentrating was hard when you were hard and of course, it was his own problem, he had nothing but his “small” crush on you to blame. It was like you were dancing in his mind all the time.

“Oh shit– sorry I must’ve dozed off.” Souya apologized, looking at his empty notebook, slapping himself mentally, knowing he really needed this class to pass. “It’s fine, are you okay though?” you asked, genuine worry laced in your tone.

What were you, an angel?

“I am, I just— really needed the notes for this class.” he sighed, packing his bag already, feeling bad he was taking up your lunch time. “I have them if you’d like?” you suggested, handing him the notebook with a warm smile.

“Yes please. I uhm, if you’re fine with it of course?” Souya laughed to cover up his nervousness. Could he do anything else besides embarrass himself in front of you? You must do this for everyone so it wasn’t a big deal, you were just a really kind person. 

“Well obviously I am, otherwise I wouldn’t have mentioned it.” you reassured him, smiling once Souya grabbed the notebook. What he failed to realize is that you never gave anyone your notes, just Souya.

“Enjoy your lunch Souya.”

souya who full on cries when you walk down the aisle, he can’t believe how breathtaking you look and that he finally gets to marry you after all this time.

The song you picked to walk down the aisle played through the speakers and Souya immediately recognized it, smiling to himself at your pick. He knew from the song that you were about to enter anytime, his heart skipping a beat as he nervously tapped his feet. The day he had been dreaming of ever since he laid his eyes on you, finally becoming true. 

“Take a breath man, you look like you’re about to pass out.” Nahoya joked, playfully slapping Souya and snapping him out of his trance.

“I’m just nervous.” Souya mumbled, nervously glancing at the door and taking a deep breath when the doors opened.

“Well man up, there they comeee~” Nahoya teased him, giving him a pat on his back, a big smile plastered on his face, happy to see his twin brother finally get married.

Everything feels like it disappeared from earth the second Souya laid his eyes on you, holding the bouquet as you walked down the aisle with the biggest smile ever. Tears already streaming down his face as the realization slowly kicked in. You looked breathtaking, Souya couldn’t believe you were actually his forever now.

“Hi Souya.” you giggled as you finally stood still in front of him, gently reaching out to his face to wipe his never ending tears off. “Hey Angel..” Souya spoke, his voice a bit shaky. “You look beautiful.” he complimented you, your gentle touches and smile calming him down.

“And you look handsome.” you smiled, grabbing his hands as the wedding officiant started speaking. The two of you listened carefully, repeating after the officiant and doing your separate speeches while shedding some more tears along the way. The realization finally kicking in for the two of you, happiness shining on both your faces.

“You may seal your marriage with a kiss.” the officiant spoke lastly and you could swear your heart was beating in your throat. 

“May I?” Souya asked sweetly and you nodded, closing your eyes as he gently cupped your cheeks, closing the distance between the two of you. You wrapped your arms around him as you deepened it, your feelings being all over the place. Feeling butterflies like the first time you had ever kissed Souya, it felt like you were the only two people on this earth in this moment.

The kiss which started a new chapter in your lives.

HONERABLE MENTIONS

souya who asks nahoya on advice before he finally confesses to you after having a moment of doubt before actually proceeding with it.

souya who gets you the cutests gifts ever or something you had your eyes on for a little and don’t end up getting, he knows what you want and surprises you with it.

souya who listens to you talk in a big group at a party, even when the rest isn’t listening and you’re about to go quiet. he has his eyes glued on you and smiles at you, basically telling you he’s listening.

souya who tells you about his favorite shojo mangas, not thinking you’d ever read them yet being extremely shocked when you do, because he imagines you two being like that one day.

souya who does silly little trends with you, one of them being the trend with lipstick marks all over your partner's face.

souya who takes pictures of anything that reminds him of you and sends them to you. he also takes pics of a gift you got him on all of his road trips.

souya who takes you on the best dates ever, secretly being hopelessly romantic and loving every single moment with you.

souya who purposely leaves his clothing hanging around at your place so you’ll “steal” his clothes and wear them. he loves seeing you in his clothes.

souya who proposes on a picnic, by using your fav artists vinyl, customizing it and making it so the text inside is what he wants to say because he’s scared he’ll mess it up from the nerves in the moment.

networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez

[senjusonlygirlfriend]

Winter activities with tr characters

𝑪𝒘/𝑻𝒘: 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔: 𝑹𝒂𝒏, 𝑹𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖, 𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒚, 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚

Ran Haitani:

I feel like he would take you to go see some light show closer to the holidays. It would be super aesthetic and pretty! He'd have both of you ride on his motorcycle, or if he had a car he would take you in that. He would feel so offended if you say you've never been to one, and take you to the nearest one that was open. He'd also be someone to drag you out in the snow and make those "dancing in the snow" tik toks.

Rindou Hanitani:

Opposite to his brother, I think that he'd hate winter. He rather enjoys being covered in blankets and pillows, along with a hot drink in hand, because you dragged him to watch something on tv with you. You teased him a little bit whenever the two of you need to go out when it's cold saying something like, "watch you, you might turn into an ice statue". He would never admit this, but he loves christmas movies. His favorite is "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" and always pointed out to ran that he looked like the Grinch when they watched together.

Smiley Kawata:

This little shit. He would try and do those winter pranks he sees on the internet. I also feel like if you were to slip on ice, he'd watch you flail around fall, laughing before he helped you up. You'd fake being really mad at him, while he would follow you around like a lost puppy asking for forgiveness. The type of boyfriend to randomly pick you up and carry you across a patch of ice, faking almost falling.

Angry Kawata:

Reading by the fireplace/warm house. I think he would really like reading since it's relaxing for him, so both of you would do it. The both of you would gather up all the blankets and pillows in the house/apartment(yes, even Smiley's) and sit on the couch in front of the fire or have the heat on. There's nothing more he loves more than snuggling up to you reading, whether the both of you are reading separately or together.

[ozrbbit]

guys i think he's angry

[chochuuya]

soft & random headcanons with tr boys!

characters included: mikey, mitsuya, draken, kazutora, baji, takemichi, chifuyu, smiley, angry, hakkai, inui, kokonoi, rindou, ran, izana, hanma and kakucho.

⤹ mikey would subconsciously tuck your hair behind your ear when it gets out of place, while you were talking. then he'll tilt his head in confusion when you blushed and stumble on your words.

⤹ mitsuya is good with make up. i'm convinced that anyone who is good with arts/crafts are automatically pros in doing make up.

⤹ draken understands personal space, but he would always make sure you're alright by sending texts or food.

⤹ kazutora definitely cried when he heard laufey's song falling behind for the first time. (i did too)

⤹ baji is the type of person that would cover the sharp edge of a table when you crouch down to take something on the floor.

⤹ takemichi would run to a photo booth whenever he sees one, while holding your hand with his smile a mile wide.

⤹ chifuyu is a taekwondo kid and he is good with subway surfers. (i fell even more when he kicked down those tenjiku boys)

⤹ smiley would say "my brother was right about you", whenever you mess up but he won't say what exactly.

⤹ angry is a good cook and smiley would always be the food taster. he also seems like the person to make sure you never eat alone.

⤹ hakkai is a pretty boy so, he would totally have those dyed buzz cut designs and pull off every look. i also think he is a trinket person who collects cute stuff, especially keychains.

⤹ inui would hold your pinky or play with your hand mindlessly while you were talking about your day.

⤹ kokonoi knows a lot about everything and he is creative with the gifts he give you. it's been known that his love language is giving gifts anyway.

⤹ rindou is smart and he would even offer to stay up late to help you with your homework.. not forgetting to nag you a little.

⤹ ran knows how to do pottery and has a famous public spotify playlist. i feel like he would show off his skills on tiktok and would blow up overnight because 1) he is hot and 2) a hot guy doing pottery.

⤹ izana is bold and for some reason, i think he hates slow walkers. he would either nudge someone's shoulder while walking past them or simply sighed in annoyance. or both.

⤹ hanma is a fashion boy and he will change his style a lot. he is also funny without even trying and loves taking ootd pics.

⤹ kakucho is a great listener and he gives the best advice, but won't hesitate to call you out if he thinks you know better. he's a real one.

please do not steal, copy, translate, repost to other sites or claim my writings as your own. plagiarism is real!

i challenged myself to type more 🥸 i hope you like this one~ all notes; reblogs, likes and comments are vv much appreciated! ( 〃▽〃)

[eggtartz]

Angry/Souya meeting the reader who always smiles all the time just like Shinobu, (not a Shinobu reader, just a example :D) Like she's smiling everytime, the smile never leaves her face😭

but when she got Angry she literally has veins popping out of her face and she's REALLY strong. And she started to catch Souya eyes but other members also are into her, AND SMILEY IS TOO😲🤭

Things are about to get spicy 👀🔥

a/n : forgive me this might not be as good as my other writings, i wrote this while crying. thankyou anon for requesting and enjoy 🫶🏻

summary : "she's.. just like anikii" - souya kawata

you met souya first time when he was at the local shop, picking up stuff for the toman gathering that evening. he couldn't choose between the soba noodles or ramen noodles for that night and you said from behind him.

"soba tastes better cold, ramen tastes better hot. if you're expecting someone to like come right away, ramen might taste better. but the night is gonna be chilly tonight so soba is better then right?" you said while taking the same soba and ramen packaging from the shelf and grinned at him. bizzare for a woman, especially a sweet woman like you to talk to him considering he's nowhere attractive.

"yeah, uh. soba might be better" he stuttered a bit that made you smile more. you then pushed your trolley and walked pass him. as he was about to pay, he saw you and you accidentally met his eyes too. you instantly bloomed a smile at him and waving him goodbye as you exited the store.

back at the shrine, toman was having a barbeque and a simple gathering between divisions. that night, souya was sitting in a circle with the other captain and vice divisions. the other members were chatty but his thought went to think about you. your smile was really pretty, he thinks that's the first time a girl smiled so sweetly at him. girls never looked at him as he always looked angry, giving more attention to nahoya instead.

"anikii, i saw a girl today" he blurted. the members went silent.

"what?"

"when?"

"oooo he has a girlfriend now? ooo.."

"i knew souya would have a girlfriend one day, good job souya kun!"

"who's the girl? who is it c'mon spill spill!"

the members interrogated him when he doesn't know much about you. just your smile was charming and he loves your smile so much.

"let's go back to the store then maybe she'll be there, then we all can meet her!" mikey said with a grin but draken frowned. "the girl would be terrified. let them settle down first and make everything official then we could introduce ourselves"

the members agreed and everyone went to the store souya mentioned. they were parked at the furthest spot, where no one could see them if they don't squint enough. "okay souya kun, signal us when she's here okay?" mitsuya talked through the phone while waving a thumb at souya who was standing at the entrance.

souya gave a thumbs back. in a second thought, he actually wanted to back out thinking it was rash of him to do this just to meet her again. but he stayed there and waited for you. any sign of you. he saw cars speeding up and parked but the passenger or the driver wasn't you. he kept waiting but grew hesitant again. he was worried he was going to make a fool out of himself.

he heard an engine sound that died down nearby and saw the rider had a helmet with a tinted visor. "wait it's you! hi stranger!" the person behind the helmet exclaimed. he recognized that voice, it was you. taking off the helmet, you ruffled your hair and switched off the motorcycle engine. "uh hi. i wanted to uh see you again so yeah" you thought he was really cute, veins popping but no sign he was angry at all. his facial expressions like he's furious but no tense energy at all from him. pulling his hand, you grabbed him inside the store.

"so i didn't catch your name? my name's y/n! and you are..?" you prolonged the question, extending your hand to shake his. "souya, kawata souya" he said while shaking hands with your soft hands. "nice meeting you souya, now i do think you're here not just to see me no? is there any else specific reason why you wanted to see me?" you teased him, making his veins bulge even more and him blushing even harder.

"well, i wanna bring you to eat somewhere sometime if you want?"

"sure"

"but you don't have to if- what?"

"you heard me. let's go grab something to eat now souya kun!" you smiled at him and pulled him to the parking lot and wore your helmet while climbing the bike. you giggled a lot on your way there, souya behind you struggling to place his hands. you two were about to enter when a girl rudely bumped into your shoulder. "what the hell? what's wrong with you" the girl raised your voice.

"excuse me? you're the one who bumped into me"

"huh? now you're blaming me? you wanna fight or something?" the girl challenged you but you deeply sighed and smiled at souya as a signal for him to go in first. souya went inside but was concerned until he saw the trash lid being thrown. you were still smiling but this time the smile holds a different meaning as you slap the girl's face with the trash lid. the glass that blocked the restaurant from outside muffled the sound but souya could hear the girls cries.

"she's.. just like anikii" souya said to himself.

meanwhile,

"oh! look at her, beating up the girl" pah said while trying not to gawk at you. "the girl's fault, shouldn't have touched her first" draken said, who was too in awe. nahoya didn't watch much but kept an eye on his brother so his brother won't cry or do anything drastic. nahoya was impressed with your strength no doubt, who knew behind those smiles was a person with a bad temper too?

"oh she's finally going in, can we go inside too there's ice cream there" mikey asked with sparkly eyes. the other members sighed and tried entering the restaurant subtlety. you noticed though, who wouldn't when pehyan was staring right at your soul?

you sent souya back home that late evening and said you had a great time. "i hope i can see you again y/n"

"of course. you have my number, just call me okay?" you said behind the helmet. but then you took it off and pulled him close to you, then cupped his cheeks. you pecked his cheek, his forehead and his nose before releasing him. "goodbye souya, see you again!" you said while speeding up on the bike, disappearing on the streets.

souya couldn't move. nahoya shaked his shoulder. he couldn't move either. souya was a blushing mess, going in the house covering his face while his ear caught a lot of teasing from his brother.

[cassiopeiasdaughter]

📝- "Is that my shirt?" For Theo Nott

"that's when I love you, that's when"

warnings: alcohol consumption and implications of smut

It was a mistake; you both agreed. Well, you hadn’t actually talked about it, but you knew it was a mistake and were sure Theo would also agree. 

You blamed Gryffindors and their parties and most importantly, the right amount of Firewiskey in your system convincing you that dancing and being close to Theo was a good idea. 

You went from dancing, to your hands running up and down his chest and his tugging possessively at your hips; you were lucky everyone around you was also drunk and wouldn’t remember the way you two acted. 

So, dancing escalated to a heavy make out session by the stairs, which led you right to his bed. Every time you remember that night you feel your whole body heat up, come alive and almost beg for more. But you won’t give in to these thoughts, mainly because you value your friendship way too much.

That is what you say to yourself at least, because you don't want to admit the truth.

What is left of that friendship, anyway? You avoid him almost everyday now, can’t stand to be near him without touching him. His stare sends shivers down your body and you blush like a second year.

You want to grab him by his tie, and smash your lips on his. Actually, you want him to grab you and kiss you without ever intending to stop. But you know him way too well, to know that he would never do that, he is way too subtle and cautious with his feelings and who he lets in.

That morning, the one after the party and after everything that followed it, you ran before he woke. You grabbed whatever clothes you could find and sprinted to your dorm, carefully so no one would notice you. As you laid down in your bed, you felt an ache inside your chest, an emptiness that could only be filled by him. Too bad that could never happen, a voice inside you muttered.

It’s been almost one month after that night, one month since you and Theo have had a proper conversation. You desperately want to know how he is doing, how that essay he was telling you about went, what his last letter from his father said, and most importantly; how he feels after everything that happened.

Did he like it as much as you? Does he remember every detail as clearly as you? Did your touch leave behind an itch- a burn, like the one his hands left on you? And most importantly does he miss you like you miss him?

You put on his shirt, the one you wore that morning, and get ready for bed. You want to sleep everything off. Every emotion and thought tied to him, it feels unbearable when you realize that you will never get to live what you crave most.

It is merely a fantasy inside your head and nothing more. For all you know, he regrets everything or doesn’t remember much. It might be nothing to him, but it is everything to you and that tears through your chest, rips you open, leaving you exposed and hurt.

As you move in your room, trying to find your notebook or a book; anything to distract you, you hear a knock on the door. It is a Saturday night and your roommates are having fun somewhere, but they must have forgotten something. 

“Come in.” , you shout absentmindedly 

And when you don’t hear your friends voice but instead a nervous cough you turn your body quickly in his direction. In front of you stands Theo, after what feels like forever, looking at you with sad-disappointed eyes, as if wanting to beg for something but unable to find the words. 

You stare at him also, it is the first time you are alone with him again and you want to cherish every second. Because you know soon, all that will be gone.

He is the one to speak first, and break the awkward silence 

“I...is that my shirt?”, he says making your face turn red from the embarrassment.

“Yes, uh- I took it, I meant to give it back, but I…didn’t. Sorry.” (Sorry for leaving like that, sorry for avoiding you, sorry for being too big of a coward to tell you how I feel)

“It’s alright, I’ve just been looking for it and couldn’t find it, now I know why.” ,he says calmly willing himself to give you a reassuring smile while his hand scratches the back of his head.

“Give me a minute, I’ll go change and hand it to you.”, you quickly say, using the shirt as an excuse to avoid him once more

You walk past him, without caring to hear what he says, but he stops you.

He grabs your wrist, gently, and looks at you with eyes that beg; beg you not to leave him, and fix what’s “broken”.

“Stop running away”, he says annoyed , “Please.” , his voice filled with complaint and disappointment, his hand wrapped around your arm now, sending jolts down your body

“Alright.”, you sigh “Say whatever it is you want to say, and get this over with.”

“Is it that terrible for you, to be in the same room as me?”

“No, no it isn’t.” 

“Then why do you keep avoiding me? Why are you running away?”, he says loudly, closing his eyes while his fingers pinch the bridge of his nose.

“Because…because you know why”

“Why did you leave that morning?”, he finally says

“I-“ you let out a tired laugh “I was scared of what you would do when you woke up and saw me, I was scared of the ending.”

“So you decided to end it yourself." he shakes his head annoyed and looks up before continuing "Don’t I get a say in this? Shouldn’t you have given me a choice first? Before blowing it all up?"

"Oh come on, what would have been different if I’d stayed? Would you have kissed me good morning and played with my hair? It would be awkward, more awkward than it is now.", you say, anger and poison coating your tongue

"You don’t know that. You don’t even know what I want, and you don’t care to know. You have made up this version of things in your head and are following it blindly. Without looking at what's infront of you!", he exclaims raising his hands in a defeated manner.

"What is there to see Theo? It’s ruined now, we can’t be friends, not like we were. And, frankly I don’t want to be your friend, I don’t want to be just your friend. So really what am I missing?”

He doesn’t give you time to process what he is about to do next. And he doesn’t give time to himself to kiss you properly. Your kiss is messy and it tells you everything he can’t put into words. His lips are angry and his mouth forces your lips to part, beautifully for him. His hands tug at your hips, marking you as his, possessively and longingly. And your hands land on his hair, tugging at the roots as he bites your lower lip. 

“You are stubborn and an idiot.”, he says breathless

“I-“ you try to say but a kiss on your neck, that then turns into a soft kiss on your lips, interrupts you.

“Don’t ever run away like that, you can’t do that. You talk to me, or scream, but you don’t leave. Not like that.” he says looking in your eyes, his gaze more powerful than the Imperius Curse.

“Yes.”, you whisper and let him kiss you again.

“So what does this mean?”, you break the kiss to ask

“That I am inlove with you and I don’t want to just be your friend either.”, he says smirking

“Good.”, you grin and spread kisses along his jaw and neck

“Keep the shirt by the way, I like it on you.” he says sighing as you pull at his hair, to expose his neck.

And the next time you wake up, he is in your bed and you are in his arms, without the intention of ever running away.

fin ❤️‍🩹

Theodore Nott masterlist & celebrate my academic hardships

reminder: I will answer everything, until my inbox is empty, but while taking my time <33

thank you for reading and sending in messages and asks, and excuse the mistakes, I suck at proofreading :)))

[benkeibear]

☰ 𝐏𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬

⧫ Character: Souya

⧫ Reader: genderneutral

⧫ Summary: you love to tease Souya and found the perfect way to do so but you take it too far and make him cry

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ꕤ Souya, the love of my life, the sweet, shy bean

ꕤ He Has the patience of an angel, especially if it's with you

ꕤ You can poke his cheek, randomly bite him, braid his cotton candy colored locks, ask him if He really loves you a million times a day, He doesn't mind it at all

ꕤ He does get upset if you talk about how much you love his brother, even if you both know it's strictly platonic

ꕤ It just sits wrong with him that you could actually feel something for his twin brother, scared to lose you and having to see you with him

ꕤ You thought his reaction was a bit funny so you spent the next few days purposely teasing him

ꕤ Nahoya of course was in it, loving to tease little Sou

ꕤ Souya was unamused when He came over to his brothers place and saw you cuddled up to him on the couch, having tears in his eyes

ꕤ ”isn’t she a sweetheart? How come you never shared her before?” Hoya teases and you only giggle

ꕤ later that night when you laid in bed with Souya like every night you can't help but let him know how adorable it is when he's jealous and that you really like his brother

ꕤ Poor Souya couldn't sleep all night, scared of losing you

ꕤ the next day you were getting on his nerves, acting all lovey-dovey with his brother in front of their friends who made teasing comments about it to Souya

ꕤ once they left He pulled you to a more private room, the scowl even angrier than usual and a few tears in his eyes

ꕤ ”I can take a lot, you can tease me, beat me, do all that you want to hurt me but stop telling me you love me when you clearly love my brother! Am I just there because you can't have him?” He snapped at you, voice louder than usual but you hear his pain in every word

ꕤ you were like frozen, not knowing what to say, but knowing you took it too far

ꕤ you eventually spoke up, hugging him as you hid your face in his neck “Sou, Souya. I only love you. I never loved Nahoya, he's a weird, annoying brother to me and we just wanted to tease you…I’m so sorry” you mumbled upset, not knowing how to make it better

ꕤ Souya clung onto you like his life depends on it “please don't do it again…I love you so much” He sniffled, starting to cry a bit at the thought of losing you

ꕤ you two spent the rest of the day cuddled up, not paying attention to anyone or anything else but each other, exchanging small kisses and I love you’s

[buccini555]

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Headcanons of dating the Kawata Brothers.

They would be extremely affectionate with you, always give you as much attention as possible and protect you from everything. Souta would be more loving and needy, Nahoya would be more caring and protective, but they both love you very much and strive to take good care of you.

You always go out together to have fun, wherever you are, but you prefer to stay in busy places or at parties. Sometimes Souta prefers to just stay at home watching something or reading, while Nohaya really prefers to do more hectic things.

Souta is a little shy sometimes, he always asks permission to touch you, he's very gentle, he always gives you little kisses on the cheek and strong hugs, he's a little embarrassed to kiss you in front of his brother, so he ends up being more reserved, preferring that their intimate moments together be more discreet.

Nohaya doesn't mind kissing you in front of his brother, on the contrary, he is always kissing or hugging you, he likes to caress your hair and face, and he always makes a lot of jokes to see you smile, really loving it his every smile, he is also extremely kind and with you he is totally different from who he is when it comes to gangs. For more intimate matters, he also prefers you to be more discreet, he doesn't really like to share you with his brother in those moments, he prefers to have you all to himself, even for the reason that he is a little jealous of you.

Speaking of jealousy, both feel jealous of you, they don't like it when other people get too close, but they end up not showing it, only Nohaya who always says that if anyone gets close to his sweetheart other than his brother, he will definitely go to fight. Despite this, both also trust you a lot and know that you wouldn't trade them.

They always give you cute gifts like flowers, chocolates, sweets, teddy bears, keychains, among other things they know you'll like, their gifts are almost always the same, they just change the colors and it's like you get gifts in twice.

[mysouleaten]

SECRET LOVE!?

souya[angry] x fem!reader

summary ... takemichi and chifuyu stumble across angry...and his girlfriend!?! and smiley doesn't even know about her!?!!!

warnings ... fluff, angry being a wonderful bf <3, smiley opening his eyes, takemichi and chifuyu being little snitches lol

takemichi and chifuyu have been staring at the same couple for a while now..

staring at how angry[!] smileys little brother was holding hands with a very pretty girl, they were looking at the birds from outside the pet shop

angry, who always wore a pissed-off expression, had a soft smile with his...girlfriend[!?], she was pointing at a blue bird and then pointed back at angry, probably comparing his blue hair to the little bird's blue feathers

and angry gave out a little laugh

"no..way," chifuyu said with widened eyes

"do- do you think smiley knows?" takemichi took his eyes off the couple and looked at chifuyu

"he has to right? no way he wouldn't know!" chifuyu exclaimed

chifuyu had said that in fact a little too loud and that made angry turn around to the sound of a familiar voice but he saw nobody that he could recognize

"what's wrong souya?" you ask

"hm? uh! nothing, thought I heard someone familiar.." he said

you also look around, "oh, well, do you wanna go get some ice cream cups? they're having a sale for couples!!" you excitedly asked

angry's face heated up and he shyly nodded, reaching for your hand and letting you lead the way for him

"wow, chifuyu almost blew our cover!" takemichi hissed

chifuyu clicked his tongue and leaned out his head from the alleyway, he and takemichi were hiding in to look at angry and his girlfriend walking away from the pet store

"I didn't mean for it to be that loud!"

both of them now standing on the sidewalk that was in front of the alleyway and facing the direction where the couple walked off to

"im telling you! smiley should know-"

"smiley should know what?"

both of them whipped their heads around to see the commander of toman standing behind them and the captains behind him too

smiley walked up from behind the group with his bright smile and stood in front of both chifuyu and takemichi

"i should know what? huh?" he said

takemichi gulped, while chifuyu stood up straighter "we saw-ah!"

chifuyu glared at takemichi after he elbowed him, but takemichi shook his head "it's his privacy chifuyu.."

smiley started to get agitated at the lack of response he got for his question, "fess up you two, before I beat it out of you"

"easy, easy smiley, what's going on, huh? takemichy? chifuyu?" mikey asked, chewing on a steam bun

"we- its- we saw- maybe- we thought you knew!" both takemichi and chifuyu were talking over each other

"spit it out!" draken said

"we saw angry with a girl!!" they said in unison

.

.

.

"pffft! haha! my- my little brother with a girl?" smiley laughed "he's a nervous wreck around girls! almost as bad as hakkai!"

they heard a light 'hey!' but choose to ignore it

"little souya has a girlfriend?" chuckled draken

"and where is little souya and his-" pah-chin was then interrupted by a loud voice yelling 'souya!'

the entire group of delinquents looked up and saw angry, smileys little brother wiping ice cream on a pretty girl's nose and laughing about it, and the girl seconds later laughed too, angry leaned down to kiss the girl's cheek and then wiped the ice cream off her nose and took her hand to lead her away from the spot they where just in

everyone just stared ahead, with widened eyes, just like takemichi and chifuyu had been minutes ago

smiley was so shocked his eyes were open for a good couple before he recoiled back and shut his eyes

"how did my little brother get a girlfriend before me!?"

taglist ... @spqce-bun

just something short and sweet! <3

[lanasblood]

BIG EYES, BIG LIES | neteyam x reader

pairing: neteyam x f!metkayina!reader  summary: you've had suffered silently from years of bullying within the metkayina clan, never sharing your pain with anyone, not even your boyfriend neteyam, until one day, there's no other option, resulting in a huge argument between the two of you but also a moment of understanding and healing.  word count: 5.8k warnings: angsty beginning, fluffy end, !!!severe mentions of bullying, injuries, violence, blood!!! (read at your own risk), established relationship, protective neteyam, angry neteyam, healer boyfriend neteyam, difficult past, lying, insults, some suggestive comments, let me know if i forgot something. note: all characters are aged up; the following na’vi words were used: tsurak - skimwing, skxawng - idiot, pxasìk - screw that/no way, kurkung - asshole, kalweyaveng - son of a bitch (lit. 'child of a poisonous spider‘), tsantu - good guy

* gif's not mine. 

The familiar sound of your name said over and over again lured you into consciousness. You had lost all sense of the space-time continuum, not knowing where up or down was, whether you were alive or dead. 

Only the pain was omnipresent, it told you it was real what you felt. It burned and pulsed, throbbed and tingled. You surrendered to this pain for what felt like an eternity, groaning again in agony because every movement, no matter how tiny, hurt.

"You are awake."

A bright voice made you widen your eyes. Everything was dark, shadowy, intangible, strange.

Panic flooded your body and only now did you feel the cold around your legs, your aching body. It was dark, almost black. The kind of perfect darkness you saw in shades of dark grey in front of your eyes as a result of signals from the optic nerves. You were lying on the ground of the empty marui near the seawall terraces. 

"No, don't move. Please." 

You only heard a single voice, but you felt many more echoing in your pounding head. Hands were on your shoulders, apparently wanting to prevent you from making too hectic movements or even getting up, which increased your panic.

"Right, uh, light, light, light, mhm — Ah, there! Wait here!" 

You squinted against the darkness again, hoping to see something, but the only thing you could really see clearly was a beam of soft dancing lights coming through the small crack under the entry into the marui you were in and the faint outline of the person kneeling in front of you.

Before you could reply anything, the light coming from a bioluminescent seashell was held in your face without warning and you squinted your eyes again, trying to protect them from the purple light. 

"I'm so sorry, y/n I should've warned you," you heard the person in front of you speak who happens to be none other than Neteyam's brother, Lo'ak. "Damn! You don't look good at all!"

Thank you.

"What happened?"

"I guess, I, um…" Quick, you had to think of a good lie now, "I didn't feel so good after today's training. You know, high intensity under the sun can be exhausting," You looked down at yourself and noticed your bloodstained upper piece. "And it, uh, caused nose-bleeding…" You noticed the many bruises on your legs. "I must've fainted because of it, hurting myself." 

"I can see that," Lo'ak looked pitifully at the left side of your face, right under your eye, then shifted his gaze to your bruised upper lip, and back at the place right under your hairline. "Did you fall face-first or something? That looks so baaaad."

Thanks again, appreciated.

"I, uh, yeah, can you help me up?" 

A sharp pain shot through your chest as Lo'ak pulled you up by your arm and you had to grab the wall to catch your breath. You coughed uncontrollably as whatever it was that caused that pain left you breathless. Lo'ak patted you gently on the back, carefully, but every touch hurt.

"I didn't know you had to train so hard. I thought you had a fun day as we did, playing with the ilus."

"My teacher's very strict unfortunately."

"Hmm."

"What are you doing here anyway? It's the girls' communal marui."

Lo'ak's eyes widened at your question, "I swear I'm not some kind of creep," he quickly said, "Tsireya said she lost her hair band so I figured I look for it here," he looked at the ground beneath his feet, which was smeared with dirt and blood – your blood, "but maybe it's not here, yeah, anyway, good thing I came here or else you would've died or something."

"I wouldn't have died," you said, amazed at his dramatic exaggeration.

Lo'ak shrugged his shoulders, "Not so sure about that."

You followed his gaze and your reflection in the mirror caught your attention. Your skin was sticky, your clothes were damp with blood and sweat, and you felt gross. 

"I, uh," Feeling a sense of embarrassment, Lo'ak gestured with his finger towards the spot behind the marui, "I'll just quickly go… there, uh, for a moment. Will you be okay?" You nodded. "Neteyam is near, by the way, we have a chill round with Tsireya and Ao'nung and the others, how about you come with me?" You stared at him as if frozen, but eventually managed to nod once more. "Perfect. Okay. See you in a minute." With that, he left you alone, and you felt your breath quicken. 

On one hand, a sense of relief washed over you at the thought of Neteyam being nearby and able to be there for you when you needed him. On the other hand, you had no idea how you would talk your way out of this situation. He would ask questions, and it would become uncomfortable. Old lies would threaten to resurface. The thought made your stomach churn.

You noticed how your shawl, which you had wrapped around yourself, had absorbed the blood, leaving the fabric irreparably stained. In this condition, going home was out of the question. Not only would your mother be beside herself upon seeing you, but you also had to pass through the communal areas to reach your marui. Once Lo'ak was out of sight, you struggled to slip the fabric off your shoulders, feeling the pain in every single bone. You realized that even your upper piece hadn't been spared as you held the shawl under the water and noticed the stains on your upper body.

Outside the marui, you kneeled down with an effort, and decided to wash your hands and face in one of the pool's water. A drop of pinkish-red-colored sweat dripped from your chin into the water, or maybe it wasn't sweat at all, who knew, it could be tears as well, you shouldn't just limit it to sweat.

"That's what I get for lying," you hissed at yourself, while your hands dunk back into the water, getting everything else around you, including half of your upper body, wet.

You decided to wash the red stains out of your shawl, the water changing its color around your hands to a washed-out reddish blur.

There was a clearing of the throat in the distance, perhaps just a few meters away from you.

"I'm coming back, y/n, okay?"

You cursed under your breath, focussing solely on removing the stains as you washed the shawl in your hands even more aggressively now, the noise of the splashing water being louder than your own thoughts.

"Let's go!" Lo'ak stood behind you.

Before you knew it, you had torn the light blue fabric in your hand. You closed your eyes in defeat and suppressed another curse word. It was a shame actually, because you liked combining the shawl with matching loincloths over various chest pieces you were wearing most of the time. You at least convinced yourself that you wouldn't have gotten the bloodstains out anyway, so the fate of the garment was sealed from the start, even before you had accidentally torn it.

Setting aside the damp piece of torn fabric, you stood up with a sigh and turned to Lo'ak, ready to follow him to wherever he would take you. At least you had washed most of the blood off your body.

"Thank you for not dying on me," Lo'ak joked next to you and all you could manage was a small smile. Your entire body ached, and every step you took felt as if you could collapse at any moment.

In the distance, you could discern a gathering of young Na'vi near the shoreline, forming a circle as they enjoyed each other's company. Some sat or reclined in the sand, while others perched on rocks, and a few stood, perhaps sharing tales. Their laughter resonated through the air, creating a joyful ambiance against the backdrop of the shimmering water and the twinkling stars above.

Just a few meters away, Lo'ak gave you a final thumbs-up, leading the way to the group with you by his side, and the clamor of voices grew increasingly chaotic, enveloping both of you in its midst.

"No, of course not, it should fear us!"

"What are you talking about? Not even my grandma would fear you!"

"Your grandma isn't a fish, is she?"

"Don't say anything against my grandma!"

Your head felt like exploding any second. Not because of the boys, but because you felt the need to lie down. That's what you thought until you suddenly heard Neteyam's calm voice, and instantly, you felt a little bit better.

"If you approach it with the right mindset and undergo the necessary training, I have no doubts you will succeed!"

"No, he definitely has no chance, look at him, like a squid in armor."

Tsireya, who had refrained from the heated discussion, was the only one who looked up. As her eyes met yours, they widened, and she quickly rose from her seat, approaching you. With a gentle and questioning gaze, she placed a hand on your arm, showing her concern.

"Are you okay?" she asked in a soft voice searching your gaze. Appreciating her care, you placed your hand on hers, mustering a small smile.

You heard how Lo'ak cleared his throat, as it seemed that nobody else had noticed you.

"Don't mind them, y/n," Lo'ak turned to you, as your presence remained unnoticed by the boys, "You can take my seat over there next to Tsireya's while I go find you a new shawl." 

"No, here, take mine," Tsireya suggested already putting her shawl over your shoulders, the piece hugging your torso. 

After that it got quiet very quickly, because when your name was mentioned, Neteyam looked up, and with him the others.

Immediately he got up from the rock he was sitting on and in a few steps he stood right in front of you, hesitating whether he should hug you, and finally decided to do so. When he carefully put his arm around you and pulled you close, you hissed slightly out of pain and suddenly felt even more fragile and broken than in all of the previous weeks. 

"I go and bring some new clothing for her," you heard Tsireya's voice, "and maybe some wound dressing from my mother." You saw out of the corner of your eye how Lo'ak nodded gratefully when Tsireya was already hurrying away. 

You didn't feel like crying, but you felt so weak and helpless and wanted to just stand there for hours while Neteyam hugged you.

"What happened?" he asked softly, his voice thick with concern. 

"Is that blood?" you heard the other boys whisper among themselves.

"Did you see her face, man?"

Rotxo's voice stood out more than the others as he addressed his question directly to you, repeating Neteyam's words, "What happened, y/n?"

You stayed quiet and pressed closer to Neteyam despite the pain, and Lo'ak did the answering for you, "The training today under the sun made her nose bleed out of exhaustion or allergy or something so that she passed out," he explained hastily, heading back to his seat.

You felt Neteyam stiffen in the hug and you squinted to escape reality for a few more seconds.

"First of all, what kind of lie is that even?" Your heart sank when you heard one of the boys – you guessed Ao'nung – talking loudly, questioning the course of action, and before long everyone else was about to join in the conversation, one at a time. And with every sentence you felt the urge to leave the place on the spot. 

"Ask y/n, I swear that's what happened! I found her near the marui by the seawall terraces."

"She might have been passed out but pxasìk — I don't buy that!"

"What were you doing there, Lo'ak?" someone else with longer hair asked. 

"None of your business, bro."

"And second of all, she rather looks like she was beaten up." At that, Neteyam pushed you slightly away from him to give you a questioning look and inspect you more closely. His eyes alternated between yours and you recognized how the hint of suspicion crept into his eyes.

"She was clearly beaten up!" The girl on the far left, Neteyam's sister, Kiri, unexpectedly supported Ao'nung's statement, which was highly unusual for her. It wasn't her cold demeanor towards you that was atypical, but rather her agreement with Ao'nung that caught you off guard.

"Yeah, right! I mean, look at her." Every head turned to you now, inspecting you from head to toe, as if you were some kind of object.

"That's not true," you argued weakly, supporting yourself on the tree with your left hand, and grabbing Neteyam's hand with your right one because your feet threatened to buckle any second. Noticing that, he lead you to the rock right in front of you and carefully helped you sit down.

"The real question is who did that to poor y/n?"

"Why? You wanna beat up some girls for her?"

"Girls? I thought it'd be some kurkung from the tsurak taming team."

"Hey, don't say that, they're cool."

"Yeah, and don't cuss when Kiri and y/n are here."

"They are no children."

"Tsireya's back!" Lo'ak's voice drowned out the others, not surprising given the fact how loud he announced the return of the soft-spoken girl. Apart from you no one seemed to pay any attention to him, they were far too busy arguing amongst themselves.

"Nah, man, what kinda skxawng beats girls? Not me for sure." 

"Let's teach those guys a lesson then."

"So now you wanna beat up guys for her?"

"Why not? She's Neteyam's girl, she's one of us." 

"True words." You frowned as you realized how much they had gotten into the discussion when Tsireya handed you a neatly packed bag with fresh clothing inside which you gratefully accepted.

"Why would you all choose violence all of a sudden?" Tsireya looked around with an irritated expression, not sure what she had missed in the last couple of minutes.

"Those kalweyavengs deserve it!"

"You skxawng don't talk like that in front of my sister."

"But, you said—"

"Everybody quiet!" You winced slightly when you heard the anger in his voice vibrate through his body; he who had kept quiet the whole time, just observing, never speaking. Instantly it fell silent at the beach and all eyes were on Neteyam, except for yours. 

"It has gotten late," he added, quieter but clearly audible, "We should all go back to the village." You expected a protest to erupt, but you were wrong again. Without a word, the individual heads of that group got up from where they sat on rocks or the sand, and left the beach, heading in the direction of the village, one after the other. 

"Thank you, brother," Neteyam spoke as Lo'ak passed by, giving him a grateful pat on the back of his head. You caught Lo'ak nodding at him and giving you a pitiful look, and you managed to mouth a 'thank you' as well before he left. 

"Why did you lie to him?" Neteyam nodded his head in the direction of his now-gone brother. "To Lo'ak, I mean."

You stared at your hands on your lap instead of answering him, so he sighed and knelt in front of you, positioning himself between your legs. With a gentle touch, he placed his hands on each of your thighs, right at the hem of your loincloth.

"I'm seriously worried, y/n, and it's almost a miracle I'm staying calm right now. What happened?" He cocked his head and looked up, searching for the gaze you were trying so hard to avoid. "Please talk to me." The gentle touch of his hands on your thighs, which you usually never got enough of, now felt like a burning sensation, causing inner agony within you.

"I didn't want to tell him the truth," you finally said, answering his first question.

"Do you want to tell me?"

"It's nothing, Neteyam, I—"

"Nothing?" He laughed wryly, letting go and walking away from you as he walked around in a circle and turned back with an ironic smile that didn't reach his eyes, his tail whipped aggressively behind him, "That certainly doesn't look like nothing to me." He gestured to you with both hands.

You covered your face with your hair because you could only imagine how terrible you must've looked, how disgusted he must've been with you, that he thought you weren't beautiful.

"You're in pain. You have bruises everywhere. You're covered in blood! And yet you say it's nothing. Do you listen to yourself?"

"I can handle it," you replied, adding more quietly, "It's not that I'm not used to it."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing," you said quickly, irritated by his questions, "I mean nothing at all. Can… can you help me change into these?" You held up the bag from Tsireya which provided a good change of subject. It would be impossible for you to raise both arms and put the pieces on by yourself. On second thought, Neteyam would see the bruises on your chest that way, and the mere thought made your stomach ache. Therefore, realizing that the shawl provided good cover and not wanting to part with it, you added a quick, "Nevermind, I'll do it myself."

As if he had read your thoughts, he approached you with a determined gaze. Your breath caught as you felt his hand pull the shawl from your shoulders. Quickly, you clung to the fabric, stopping mid-movement, and placed your other hand on his to stop him from exposing your skin.

"Please," you looked him in the eyes, your voice barely audible. You didn't know what you begged him for. To stop him from seeing your injuries? To stop touching you? To stop asking questions? To stop digging for the truth? Did you want him to stop in the first place? Or did you want him to find out and free you from your net of lies?

He gently slipped your shawl off your shoulders, and then sucked in a sharp breath and bit the inside of his cheek, apparently trying to keep himself from swearing but the restless movements of his tail gave him away.

You didn't have to look to see that a huge wound must have been looming on your collarbones and on your side right under your breasts. Judging by the pain, you wouldn't be surprised if some ribs were broken.

"Who did this to you." It was no longer a question driven by curiosity, as he had asked earlier. This was serious. He wanted names and locations. He wanted to know who had done such a dreadful thing to his loved one. Who dared to harm you in any way. Judging by the fire in his eyes, he wanted to see that person bleed the way you did. 

"Are you going to beat up some girls for me?" You playfully repeated the question you'd heard one of the boys say before. However, the way Neteyam clenched his jaw showed you it wasn't time to crack up some jokes.

"Tell me."

"No."

"Y/n."

"Neteyam."

He studied you intently, examining every facial expression, every subtle gesture, before speaking again, "You never slipped down any cliffs last week, did you?" he asked, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "And what about last month when you said you—"

"I lied, okay?" you shouted at him, unleashing the pent-up frustration, as if he were the cause of your misery. "I made it all up. Every single bit of it. I'm a liar, and I'm a coward. Are you happy now?" 

"Happy? It pains me to see you like that," he retorted, his voice rising with frustration, "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"What was I supposed to say!?" you shouted back, your voice filled with exasperation. "Cry like a baby and point at them for being mean to me?"

"No, but someone could've helped. Everything is better than that!" His tone was raised as well when he pointed at your bruises.

"They won't! I tried!" you hissed, the bitterness evident in your voice, "Once, when I was little and foolishly believed that my parents would trust and listen to me. But what did they do? They forced us to hug and pretend to be friends again, dismissing it all as a mere misunderstanding among children. And you know what happened next? They sought their revenge by cutting my hair," you swallowed hard, the memory of that painful incident resurfacing, "I cried so much that day. That's when I made a promise to myself that I would never tell anyone anything again." 

"I am here now, I hear you, I see you," he responded gently, his voice filled with empathy, "Please, let me help." You shook off the hand that he tried to place on your shoulder. He silently acknowledged this, a hurt expression crossing his eyes, which he quickly concealed.

"There's nothing you can do. I've learned from my mistake today: Don't confront them when it's four against one. Simple solution," you stated firmly, emphasizing your resolve.

"I am eager to find out who they are," he expressed with a determined tone.

"It's not important."

"Y/n," Neteyam shook his head, his expression firm, "I won't be at peace unless you tell me their names."

"Don't ask me!" you once again raised your voice against him. "I won't say anything. You make it worse for me."

"I am the one making it worse?" he asked, seeking confirmation.

"Yes," you said firmly, causing him to blink in surprise. "Please, Neteyam, for the love of Eywa, stop asking!"

"Understood," he nodded, his nose flared up and his tail on edge.

"You're pissed, I can understand that… but I don't deserve the way you treat me right now. You're pushing me too much." 

"What do you exactly want me to do?!" His voice erupted with anger, his frustration visible, "Yes, I am pissed. But not because of the lies or because of your bruises. I am pissed because of you. Because of the way you're behaving right now. Your eye and the bruises on your face and body were not an accident, that's a fact we both are aware of. Yet, you choose to protect them. But why? It seems you're too proud to admit the truth, to tell me the truth."

"That's not true!" you yelled at him angrily, annoyed by repeating yourself over and over again.

He let out a groan of frustration, seemingly struggling to maintain self-control, "Just tell me who did this to you and I will make sure they regret ever laying a finger on you!"

He waited for your response.

You remained silent, holding your ground against his warning gaze for a long moment.

"Good," he interrupted the eye contact and nodded his head, "Then don't trust me, it's fine."

"Neteyam…"

"This is pointless." Neteyam brushed you off, walking back towards the village, not giving you another look when he passed your shoulder.

"Neteyam, don't walk away from me," you snapped out, feeling anger flare up inside of you. You reached out and grabbed his arm. 

He stopped, slowly turning to face you.

"Just… stop for a second, okay?" you said in an irritated tone.

"Why?" He retorted. 

He was staring at you, and you were staring back at him, and you were suddenly hyper aware of how close he was standing to you. Both of you breathing heavily, anger and frustration ebbing between the two of you; you were standing close, so close. You were suddenly struck by how attractive he was, his eyes flashing as he stared at you, searching your face for any answers when he took another step closer. 

"If only you knew how much it hurts to be pushed away like this."

Before you knew what was happening, he brushed off your arm again, and walked away, leaving you to yourself and your lies. And this time, you didn't stop him; you only focussed on the point where he was standing just seconds ago, thinking of his words that left a deep pain in your chest, making you choke on your own words and tears falling from your eyes.

A little later, as you sat on the sand, lost in your thoughts, you hopefully perked up at the sound of footsteps approaching in the sand. Your heart fluttered with hope, and you hastily wiped away the tears from your face, turning around with anticipation, expecting to see Neteyam, but to your surprise it was just Kiri.

"Where's Neteyam?" she asked you.

"Gone." You put the little shell you were playing with back on the sand and traced the pattern with your finger.

"Well, you're here, so I'm sure he'll come back." You strongly doubted that, considering the way he had last looked at you.

"He was really angry," you mumbled, thinking back to your little argument. You spoke more to yourself than to Kiri. In fact, you didn't even think she heard you or paid any attention to you when you heard her gather and pack up the two pillows and the seaweed blanket that she forgot before. Yet her next question made you look up in surprise.

"But can you blame him?" Kiri narrowed her eyes in annoyance as she looked at you.

"I'm sorry?" you looked at her expectantly.

Kiri puffed bored, "My brother has always been courteous and polite towards you. He was the  perfect definition of tsantu. Oh, Great Mother— he stripped his soul for you and gave you everything you wanted. Do you really blame him for getting angry for once?"

You focused your gaze back on the sand in front of you. The little shells looked like they were expecting an answer from you that never came for you didn't know what to reply to that.

"You are a grown girl. You have to be able to take a little criticism," Kiri added as she headed back to the village, "And I'm sure you both will fix it again. Buck up and get well soon." You nodded your thanks as she raised her hand in farewell and left again.

A heavy, uncomfortable silence fell over you, enveloping you like a suffocating blanket. At that moment, you felt utterly alone, isolated from the world around you not even caring of your body's aches anymore. Mirroring the depths of your solitude under the dark skies, the vast expanse of the ocean stretched out before you. Its endless waves, crashing against the shore, seemed to echo the tumultuousness of your thoughts. 

You had no idea how long you had been sitting in the sand, lost in contemplation of your life when you heard footsteps behind you once again that night. This time, you didn't bother to look up, for you knew it would be one of the others who had forgotten something (though you were unsure what, as Kiri had taken everything), or perhaps your parents, searching for you.

Without a word, the person sat down across from you on his knees and reached out with his arm to pull you closer to him so that your thighs were between his knee and his between yours.

In an instant, the unmistakably pleasing scent of him infused with a mix of dew-kissed leaves and the earthy allure of sandalwood, clung to you like a whispered secret, caressed your nose and relaxed your muscles. 

You endured it silently as he took a cloth out of the bowl of water he brought with him, wrung it out briefly and then carefully dabbed the area under your eye with it. He did this with so much caution and care that you felt bad for emotionally pushing him away from you. You watched his forehead furrow in concentration and he paused and waited every time you flinched at the pain.

"Since when?" you heard him speak, his voice pleasantly calm and understanding.

"Too long," you said, to which he sighed, not annoyed but rather disappointed because you continued to hold onto the emotional wall you had built long ago. "I'm sorry, Neteyam, it's just…" you struggled to find the right words.

"There's no need for apologies if you're content with staying the same."

"I'm not," you clarified honestly. "You have no idea how burdensome these lies are. I want to confide in you — it's just that I was scared of your reaction." As you spoke, you noticed how his tail twitched with interest, and his gaze shifted from the wound on your face to meet your eyes. "I was afraid that you would see me as weak and pity me. I had hoped that the lies would help me preserve this fragile facade. But I now realize I was mistaken, and for that I'm deeply sorry, Neteyam, I've never wanted to hurt your feelings."

"Y/n," Neteyam whispered, his hand tenderly caressing your cheek with a touch filled with love and affection, "my beloved, the one who holds my heart, I am sorry for pushing you before and I will wait until you are ready to talk but, please, tell me how I can help you. Tell me everything."

You shrugged, shaking your hand, looking everywhere but him.

"Neteyam, I know you want to help, but I don't want you to mess with these girls," you then looked him serious in the eyes, "Promise me that first."

A cocky smirk appeared on his lips, "Baby, if you really think I'm scared of some—"

"Neteyam," you interrupted him, your tone serious, "They may be bullies, but they're not completely stupid. They won't direct their actions towards you; they'll most likely take their anger out of your siblings."

His smirk vanished in an instant, "You know, I won't let that happen."

"I know," you affirmed sincerely. "You are their brother, and you will protect them, but you can't be everywhere all at once. You can't keep a constant watch over Tuk while also looking after Lo'ak or Kiri, for instance. Please don't risk it. I can handle it, really. I couldn't forgive myself if something happened to one of them because of me."

"I am yours, and you are mine, remember?" He smiled at you, his eyes shining. "So, you are not alone in this. I will go to any lengths to ensure your safety and well-being. I will protect you, y/n, but you must allow me to be there for you."

As the words hung in the air, a moment of silence passed between you, the weight of the conversation lingering. Then, Neteyam reached out, his hand gently intertwining with yours. The touch sent a comforting warmth through your body, bridging the emotional gap that had momentarily separated you.

With a tender squeeze of your hand, he continued, his voice filled with unwavering determination, "You are my family, too." 

Feeling a surge of emotions, you took a deep breath, your heart swelling with love. You looked into Neteyam's eyes, seeing the unwavering commitment reflected back at you. With a soft smile, you nodded, letting your walls come down, and whispered, "I trust you." 

The atmosphere between you shifted, charged with a newfound closeness and vulnerability. It was as if an unspoken understanding passed between your souls, fueling the desire for a deeper connection. In that very second, the world around you faded into the background, leaving only the two of you standing there, hearts entwined. With the tension of unspoken words lingering in the air, you couldn't resist the magnetic pull drawing you closer to him.

So leaning in, you pressed your lips onto his soft ones — not too gently and not too forcefully, but just right. You caught sight of his eyes widening in surprise and his body remained still, but you mustered up the last bit of courage to close your eyes and hope for the best. When you felt the feathering of his eyelashes brush against your lids, you knew he, too, had his eyes closed. Then he leaned in ever so slightly, and his hands reached up to cup your uninjured cheek and the other behind your head.

Your heart pounded so loudly and harshly that you didn't think your chest could handle it, your stomach fluttered and churned with a mess of emotions that you didn't know if they'd ever go away, and your mind flooded with thousands of unanswered questions that you thought you might faint again anytime soon. But then you pulled away, your lips and his seemingly too reluctant for the loss of contact as they attempted to remain connected until the very last second, and your eyes fluttered open to the world which had frozen still; it had been a short kiss, that's for sure, but it was one that you'd remember for years to come.

"You do something to me that I can't explain," he whispered against your lips before he retrained. 

"You do the same to me," you whispered back, "but I think I can explain."

"What is it?"

"I see you," you breathed, leaning up to kiss him again.

He backed away to put some distance between you and you raised an eye questioningly.

"If I kiss you again – and believe me, every cell in my body wants to," With a nervous laugh, he scratched the back of his neck before his lustful gaze turned back to you and you physically felt the  excited shimmyflies in your stomach threatening to break out, "I just know, I won't be able to stop."

"Then don't."

"Oh, sweets, you love to make it hard for me, don't you?"

An inappropriate thought crossed your mind at that but you chose not to say it out loud. You didn't have to, because Neteyam's smirk looked like he knew exactly what was going through your head.

"C'mere, we need to patch you up first, and then—"

"Then we'll go to our place?" you asked excitedly.

"After I inspect you properly and decide that you don't need to see Tsahìk which I'm not so sure of yet – yes, then we could go to our place, and watch the stars or—"

"Why don't you properly inspect me at our place?" you interrupted him with a seemingly innocent look. He licked his lower lip in amusement, shaking his head.

"You're something."

"Your something," you corrected.

He looked at you in awe, as if you are the most precious thing he had ever seen. "My something," he agreed chuckling to himself and pressed a soft kiss on the top of your head. "Now hold still so I can clean your wounds." 

thank you all for reading ♥︎ I hope you enjoyed this piece of writing. looking forward to your comments and feedback 💕 (p.s. for anyone wondering about the other boys, i imagined ao'nung's "bully" friends nash'vi, koro, and ongu to sit with them)