#ask to tag ecc

[frociaggine]

As a certified #jock do you have any home workout tips? I got to get back into a gym but in the meantime I have a barbell and dumbbells at home but no bench or rack, and I don't want to die in an embarrassing self-inflicted accident

I DO!!! Ok, you might know this but reddit is a goldmine for exercise tips; I really recommend the r/bodyweightfitness wiki, and the FAQ over at r/xxfitness (women-centric, nb/trans inclusive) that has an excellent routine rec page for intermediates & beginners.

PERSONALLY. I love love love Caroline Girvan on youtube, my quarantine workout buddy. I think she's since moved to a paid app, but her workout programs are still up. They are actual programs, with a progression scheme etc; she demonstrates exercises and modifications in the videos; and they're pretty tough depending on the amount of weight you use. They helped me not only keep but also grow muscle mass during lockdown, with just an adjustable dumbell set (I swear I'm not being paid to say this) and they're quite fun, with timed reps, supersets, bodyweight exercises etc.

Each program is 10 weeks, 5x weeks (but you can take it at your own pace) and it includes 1 full body workout, 1 cardio / HIIT / circuit training day, and 2x lower body + 1x upper body or viceversa depending on the week. I'm probably making it sound harder than it is, just check out these playlists:

Epic 1 // Epic HEAT // Iron Series <<< these are the ones I've personally done, but there's a LOT more on her channel. I recommend different weights for lower and upper body if you can swing it, and you'd probably want to modify the exercises to incorporate barbell work where you can manage it - like for lunges and rows - maybe bridge chest press from the floor if you feel up for it?

Fun alternative! If you don't want to follow youtube programs is bodyweight-centred programs? Again I rec bodyweightfitness above, they have loads of resources for recommended progressions for stuff like pistol squats or push-up variations etc. Or work on explosiveness doing jumps dumbell cleans, lunges work etc. I feel like you can build a pretty decent upper body progression program even without a bench doing floor presses and maximising what weight you have doing single-arm stuff (like, one dumbell holds stready, the other arm presses) or playing around with isometric exercises and so on.

If you want to unlock next level home workouts you could also get a kettlebell / abs wheel / other deadly instrument. I HOPE THIS HELPS!!

[winchestersickness]

Sorry anon I somehow deleted your ask 😔 but here's the rec! I went through my ao3 history and picked these, I hope there's something you haven't read yet and that you will enjoy :))

Gift Horse, Mouth, etc.

Sam gets accidentally stuck with a curse that can only be lifted by acting on his deepest hidden fantasy. Dean thinks it's hilarious, and why won't Sammy just tell him what it is already? It can't be anything that weird. Right?

Please Tell Me Who I Am

A/B/O AU. As a beta, Sam shouldn’t even be attracted to his alpha brother (much less be yearning for Dean to finally take that last step into claiming him officially) but, a few compatibility issues aside, they’re happy with the pseudo-mateship they’ve got going on. At least, until a hunt-gone-wrong ends up with Sam being cursed into an omega. He and Dean race to find a way to reverse the spell before it’s too late…but now Sam’s not entirely sure if he even wants to be cured.

Convalescence

Post-Cage!Sam seen through the eyes of others.

(more under the cut)

In Loco Parentis

“Sam, are you,” Dean pauses, squeezing his eyes shut for a second because his brain just doesn’t want to catch up. “Are you jerking off and thinking about Dad?” (Sam is 15).

take the things you love

The thing is, Sam’s reinforcing every bad behavior Dean’s ever had with this kind of shit. Fucking Sam stupid over the hood of the Impala? Dean’s wet dream—unfortunately also Sam’s—but more importantly the implicit validation of every claim Dean thinks he has on Sam—unfortunately every claim Sam’s lizard brain wants Dean to have. (Sam knows his brother wants to possess him. It's a point of internal conflict.)

There's An Enochian Incantation

Dean finds a spell to create a weapon to banish leviathans. It involves an Enochian incantation. The last thing Sam's already-fragile mind needs is to hear words in the language of angels.

brother only wants

Sam breathes like it takes effort, and then he says, "Wanting you was the very first thing I realized was wrong with me. It was how I knew there was something sick inside." (One of them had to fall first. A story about devotion.)

Hands Away

When you’re horny and alone with one person in one room for a long time and you’re sixteen and all you’ve ever been taught is to love your brother more than anything, it doesn’t seem like that far of a leap to start imagining what his mouth would feel like around your dick.

Squint into the Sunset | Glare into the Gloaming

The 70k-word nonlinear coming of age story that literally no one asked for. "I know you want to give him the world, Dean, but you were never supposed to give him this."

Taking Advantage

Sam is doing everything Dean tells him to. It’s weird, and Dean wants to get to the bottom of it so he pushes Sam. Sam breaks.

I'd Gladly Lose Me To Find You

Sam takes a vow of silence in order to pull Dean out of Hell, but by the time Dean comes back, Sam's lost more of himself than just his voice. Splits off completely from canon after the season 3 finale.

One Going On Eternity And Counting

Some boundaries were never meant to be crossed ...

with hearts that are guilty, not remorseful

“I’ve wanted you since I knew what wanting was.” It’s a fact, as plain as the day. The sky is blue. Their mother was killed by a demon. They hunt monsters. Sam wants Dean. “I’ve loved you for longer, I think.” “God,” Dean’s voice is barely a whisper, raising a hand to grip his own hair by the roots and pulling. He looks absolutely wretched. “I fucked you up, didn’t I?”

When You're Not Here

The third time Sam Winchester comes to school with bruises, Mrs. Davidson decides it's time to intervene - before it's too late.

Gutless

Sticky fingers, that’s what Dean always calls him.

Bullet for my Valentine

Stupid. He is so goddamn fucking stupid. Running his mouth like a fucking idiot, not knowing when to leave well enough alone. Bad enough that he just practically talked dirty to his little brother, which, Christ – he must be more stressed than he thought if his self-control mechanisms have started malfunctioning that badly. But no, no, he came up with a scenario straight out of a bad slasher film, as if that is something normal people talk dirty about, as if that is something Sam would seriously enjoy. As if – As if Dean hadn’t hunted his own brother through the maze of the bunker, eyes black and hammer raised to strike, not even a full year ago. As if Sam hadn’t, just a few weeks back, knelt at his feet, neck bared, waiting for Dean to deal a fatal blow with a fucking scythe.

I haven't been reading spn fics for long so idk if all these are well known already, but I loved all of these (a couple of them are platonic). hope you'll like them!

[jschlatt-fanblog]

"find the soulbound", a fanblog lore event powered by the lab (™)

hello! I'm working on this lore- related fanblog project (thanks to a three am thought watching goodtimeswithscar's 2nd episode of double life).

But first, I need some fanblogs who would like to join the event, in two different sides. "WDYM sides?" Let me explain.

There is going to be these fanblogs who have to go to the partecipants of the event, asking them if they're their soulbound, but only a part of them knows who their soulbound is, so they don't have to go and ask. If they say no, the search continues. If they say yes, the searcher has to do a post where they say "I found my soulbound, there is no turning back. Show me the secrets, scientist" tagging my fanblog or my main so I can do a post showing secrets of lore and/or related to them.

Propaganda, fanart, lore and other stuff are very appreciated, fanblog or not!

Few additional rules:

-the one who knows who's their soulbound MUST NOT tell them that. But if they know/speculate the searcher's soulbound in response than it's ok! Give them some lil helps!(Like if a searcher which isn't your soulbound asks if it's you, and you know the searcher's soulbound, speculate like "your soulbound might have blonde hair..." Ecc.)

-DO NOT tell the people "I know my soulbound" publicly. Do chaos. Fake-search on your soulbound even if maybe they don't know.

-btw if you don't know your soulbound and they ask you, do a random excuse and don't respond the question

The ones who want to partecipate have time to contact me on priv or say in this post that you wanna partecipate!

If there are too many fanblogs signing in, I will take off some people, sorry :( it's also because I can't make all this lore for everyone in one go

The event will be tagged #soulboundsearch and the lore will be tagged as usual #fanblog fight club

If you got any questions, ask and don't worry!

Partecipants (need this list to remind myself):

-Tommyinnit fanblog

-slimecicle fanblog

-certainly laz fanblog

-impulsesv fanblog

-cuteguy fanblog

-Solidarity gaming fanblog

-philza fanblog

-theorionsound fanblog

[conscbgb]

Why can't people be normal towards "The Boyfriend" cast?? I mean...at least TRY to be normal! You can have curiosity about them but speak out about it on sm and tagging the program or the guys directly : NO! It's really weird that you fall in the fetish rabbithole about asking who's the T or the B between them and you shouldn't ABSOLUTELY doing it taggin' them! Can't you really understand how wrong that is???🤦‍♀️🙅‍♀️

The same goes for all those trying to find out the places where Shun and Dai post about in their SM and mapping distances, restaurants, ecc...YOU ARE CREEPY AND BORDERLINE STALKING!

I kinda hope that they are really in a rs now because if at the end of the reality they won't be, the hate and backleash they will have to face is gonna be insane...poor guys 🤦‍♀️

[kuruka1559s]

When you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers

HUH OH-

Ok…

I actually… don’t like myself so much but here I go lol

1) my hair

2) my… Attitude???

3) my creativity??? I guess???

4) MY BOYS AND GIRLS- (smile, galaxy, ecc…)

5) the way I dress up TwT

I’ll tag them because I’m too lazy to ask them

@lazy-skullz

@lifelyne

@im-a-simp898

@novastaronline

@0glitched0-1out1

@derangedanomaly

@thecafewithcats

@miracle-negative

@idkwhaticandonow

@justapersonvibing

[fleurhcss]

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡ Who Am I ? ֶָ֢

Hi, I'm Nina! I'm 20 years old and I like to write things about the boys. It's the first time I'm writing here, even in English, and I'm sorry bc it's not my first language.

You can ask anything you want, I can write anything you want! I also write what I have in mind and I'm open to boyxboy, threesome, ot8, member x reader and fic series. I do write fluff, suggestive and smut so I will add a warning for those. I will also add tags for what the fic I wrote is about (if fluff, smut ecc...). The requests are always open to everyone! It's the first time I write here so I'm sorry if I'm not practical in this, pls understand if don't know something, I will improve 🤍 I don't really know to use it yet ֶָ֢

Here my masterlist !

I hope you enjoy what I write ⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡ . I will tag my fic with #ninaswork🎀

[captainseamech]

//*pics the mic* okay this may sound ridiculous at this point, but I’m here to once again talk about High Tide’s unique features because I have nothing better to do. Last time, I talked about his armor and how his spark is protected thanks to his altmode. Now I wanted to talk about something more interesting that is, more often than not, mentioned in most of my threads: High Tide releasing steam.

You may be wondering why the hell do I want to talk about this even though I did a whole meta post about the situation (which you should check btw). In that post, I talked about the circumstances of which he can start to release steam out of control, not how and / or why he does that. And that’s what I’m going to talk about tonight.

As you may know, I mostly use GR from the OVA for aesthetic purposes and I did use him in that study post to illustrate what I meant. Yesterday, I replied to an ask and mentioned in the tags that I loved the nuclear powered sentient robot that is GR (and still do ofc)... which made me wonder how a nuclear powered core can release steam when under pressure and how this is also applied to HT. After some study diving, I got my answer and I’m here to share it with you guys.

There are two types of submarines in terms of propulsion: diesel-powered and nuclear-powered, with High Tide being the latter. His nuclear core type is Boiling Water Reactor (or BWR for short), which works by having its reactor core heat water to turn it into steam and drive a steam engine connected to it. I’m not going to be too in-depth as to how it works because I’m a simple writer, but here’s the article talking more about the BWR for you to read later.

Thanks to this reactor, High Tide is able to control his steaming to get more power and before you ask if said steam is toxic to inhale, it isn’t. Well it actually is, but one of the safety procedures used in nuclear powered submarines with BWR is to have vents that can filter the radiation from the steam to make it non-toxic for plants and operators inside. So yeah, High Tide has a lot of those vents spread throughout himself internally, so you can easily breathe through that. Speaking of safety procedures...

As I mentioned in the same post where I talked about how much steam releasing is considered too much, I did also say this can be mallefic to him. Sure, when he gets mad and needs to cool down after his core spray system (which is exclusive to BWRs) activates in order to stop the generation of steam, therefore cooling him down. He can also activate special fans he has to manually cool himself through ‘breathing’ out of his mouth, which he can also control; but in case he’s exceeding his capability, his Emergency core-cooling systems (or ECCS for short) will activate in an attempt to shut down his core. You can read about all of the safety systems here, it’s quite interesting!

However, if all of that fails due to him non-stop pressuring himself, the reactor will boil to the point of melting, causing health problems to High Tide along the way. He will start to malfunction and have a very negative reaction, as this heat might reach other areas of his body and, potentially, melt his spark chamber and reach his spark, causing him to collapse while leaking a scary green smoke out of his frame and possibly some energon with it, indicating that he could not contain his own radiation no more.

High Tide obliviously turned himself into a dangerous nuclear hazard, and will only find out about this the day he dies to his own core.

[victimalanbecker-daily]

Hello!

This is Tim daily!

Sometimes I may actually forget to post or my motivation lacks, if that happens yell at me to continue

I use any pronouns

Tim uses he/they pronouns

I am doing this because they are my favorite character

Tags:

{#{daily Tim} = the Tim post of the day}

{#{not Tim daily} = anything that's not the daily Tim post}

#{Rocket asks} = asks}

DON'T FOLLOW IF YOU'RE:

HOMOPHOBIC, TRANSPHOBIC, QUEERPHOBIC, APHOBIC, ZIONIST, PEDO, ABLEIST, ANTI-FURRY, ANTI-THERIAN, ANTI-NEOPRONOUNS, ANTI-XENOGENDERS.

You can request the next Tim!

Just some rules

��� There must be Tim in the request

• NO NSFW

• gore is accepted

• NOTHING HATEFUL (eg: homophobic, transphobic, queerphobic ecc.)

• unless requested, it's my choice if I want to make it detailed or not.

• I will not post more than one request a day.

[theothergal]

I Wish I was more spiritual as a person. I am having an existential crisis right now, I wish I had something I could believe to, something I could Hope for.

When I see my auntie praying, when I see all her religious books and how calm she Is after going to the Mass I Wish I was like her. Not because I personally believe in Christianity (I consider myself an agnostic), but because I feel lost right know and I wish I had an anchor to hold on. When she was diagnosed with a breast tumor and she had to have a surgery, before going she told me that, one day, when she was waiting her turn at the hairdresser, the figure of a saint (Sant'Anna or Santa Rosalia, I don't remember) fell on her shoulder, and because of that she knew everything was going to be alright.

I'm currently scrolling on witchblr, on the hellenic polytheism tag, the Christian tag, the Muslim tag ecc... wishing to have some sort of answer. To be fair, I don't even know what I'm asking for.

I ask to something or somebody to give me a sign I can recognise, please.

[lestappenwdc]

https://www.tumblr.com/eightsixtiism/766962107679981568/this-is-why-i-just-cant-respect-max-or-charles

The tags…

Also everything about this person ..my god.

The world is a scary place.

Delusion.

Detachment from reality.

Fake feminism/pick me.. ecc

And especially some real problems…she can’t be in a good place.

Hi lovely

I'm not sure why I was sent this, but the last thing I want is to get into a discussion of any sort with this person (from the post). So i won't go into detail about what they said.

I will say one thing: praying for a crash is obviously always a bad thing, no matter who it is, whether it's Lando who had a bad crash last year or someone who hasn't crashed in Vegas ever, it doesn't matter. Asking for crashes is never ok. It's why we always say, praying for a SAFE dnf. But I'll be honest I havent seen any mention of this on my dash on tumblr or Twitter about this. And this is because I have curated my dash and I do not go In anti tags for any drivers looking for trouble. I have also never before seen this tumblr user and it is obvious they frequent both my favorite drivers hate tags.

And the moment you see someone delving into fake feminism (a good red herring is if they point it towards Charles fans) you run and hide from that person because it means they have run out of logical arguments and have moved on to insanity. Stay away. From that point onwards nothing is off limits to them. IGNORE IGNORE IGNORE.

[dragonmonstermilk]

Rules

This applies both to requests and confessions ! I know it's a long list but be sure to read them !

As stated in my info, if you're a minor, please, do not interact.

English it isn't my first language so, I'll say it in advance, sorry if there will be mistakes and/or typos. I'll be sure to check everything!

Dark content are allowed (consensual non con, yandere, stalking ecc..). The only one not allowed is rape !

Requests and confessions can be simply some thoughts you have, an experience, an idea/concept about a trope. Everything goes.

I will not accept requests that includes: f33t kink, p1ss kink and other similar kinks. If you do you, your request/confession will be eliminated.

Monster is just the general terms for the creatures, and of course, it's up to you and how you intend them to be! (hybrids, monsters with human connotations, a monster as it is ecc.. ). You're free and will not be judged !

Confession/request can be sexual and not! So if you love cuddling with a monster, and similar, you are all welcome !

The tags for confessions/requests are the same as the ones in evidence. Of course, be always careful on what you research.

Websites URLs and imagines are allowed. Make sure it's nothing too explicit that could trigger someone/make them feel bad.

You can sign request/confessions with an username or an emoji (in this case, ask if the one you want to use is avaible). You can stay anonymous too. Please do not use any information that could possibly identify you !

If you realise that what you want to submit is long, you can send multiple parts, just be sure to mark them as 1/2, 2/2 ecc...

Let's all be kind to each other, do not judge if someone likes something different than you ! This is a safe space for everyone (yes, everyone). If you use a language that's harmful for the others you will be blocked.

Remember that behind a screen there are always people with feelings and you don't know what they are going through: always be kind and gentle. Requests/confessions that includes statements such as "y said this and I found it gross" aren't allowed and will be eliminated.

There's only a person managing this blog so, again, be kind, gentle and patient (especially if updates are slow).

This is everything. In future new rules could be added. Thank you all so much for taking you time to read all of them !

[myfateislosingitspatience]

thank you @myman0rexic for tagging me <3

favorite color: black

Last song: Sto Lavri Ginetai Choros by Maria Douraki (you asked, i was jamming to one of my Greek oldies playlists) if you want the last english song: David Bowies cover of Wild is the Wind

Currently reading: (I stack books, meaning I read multiple in a rotation.) I'm reading: "The Monk: A Romance" by M. G. Lewis (a late 17th century Gothic novel), "Love and Math" by Edward Frenkel (blending storytelling of his life struggles and his falling in love with maths/physics). I'm rereading "Genealogy of Morals/The Antichrist/Ecce Homo/Twilight of the Idols" (a combo book) by Nietzsche, "The Secret History" by Donna Tartt, and "Letters to a Young Poet" by Rainer Maria Rilke. J did just finish not that long ago “Why Homer Matters” by Adam Nicolson and LOVED it.

Currently watching: nothing, actually. lol but I've been working through some movies as able. The last couple: "Queer" Directed by Luca Guadagnino (which made me add a few William S. Burroughs books to my TBR list). Just watched Inception and am working through some old movies I used to enjoy: Interstellar, and The Imitation Game. (plan to rewatch The Theory of Everything soon too). Oh, I just finished a rewatch of the older show “Black Books”!

Currently craving: a walk... tbh. but food wise, nothing. though it is dinner, so i should go eat lol.

Tea or coffee: both, always both. <3 my fav coffee: Loumidis Greek coffee *crying because I'm currently all out and need it to study to take a neuropsychology final by next week. hoping we can drive to the Eastern European store to get some, and the olives, since we're out of those too*

Mutuals, what is up my dudes!?!?

So, I don't like tagging people to make them feel inclined/anxious/pressured to do it if they don't wanna. Anyone who sees this, it's an open invitation to reblog answering as if I tagged you <3

get to know your moots tag game!

✶ answer the questions, then tag six people

Thanks for the tag @kiraandhervibes

Favourite colour: blue and purple

Last song: the challenge from EPIC

Currently reading: I just started Silverborn

Currently watching: rewatching Series of Unfortunate Events

Currently craving: nothing in particular rn, but I’m always craving iced tea

Tea or coffee: tea!

Npt: @somanyquestions-featuringanxiety @shelbeforgotten @sparkleylittlepoo @stars-and-leather @ravensncrowsx @permetutotheworld + anyone else who wants to

[hoenoredone]

rules

although this blog will mostly be sfw, the occasional nsfw story will be posted. this tag may include themes ranging from sexual to gore. there will always be a taglist, so make sure to thoroughly read it.

please refrain from requesting anything that is not jjk related. i may choose to write for other fandoms in the future, however my major keeps me very busy on its own already.

canon hurts way too much, most of what i publish will be set in an alternative universe.

this blog was created for the sole purpose of releasing tension from both my job and my university courses, therefore i will not hesitate to remove any stressor i come accross, be advised.

the few nsfw stories that will be posted will only ever include the older characters (ie: gojo, geto, nanami, ecc), especially if of sexual nature. i am in my early 20s. please do not ask me to write nsfw for teenagers, you will be ignored. there are plenty of other blogs who do, you're free to visit them.

manga spoilers will always be tagged, anime spoilers will not.

requests away, although they are not guaranteed to be written. i have a lot of brain rot ngl.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

characters i write for

gojo, geto, nanami, utahime, toji, sukuna, yuuji, nobara, megumi, inumaki, yuuta, maki, naoya, noritoshi.

[specialshinytrinkets]

MerRob merRob merRob merRob merRob merRob merRo

Guess who was inspired by Empty Brooke's (a.k.a. Ponder Sprocket's, a.k.a. B's) Mermay art, Livin' With It covers [Brendano Harns] [sir fluff btw their voice is very cute] and The Mermaid Princess's Guilty Meal manga, recommended by Manly in a let's play on a game where the aforementioned song comes from-- this sounds VERY convoluted, but that's just how it is. okay? okay

Either way, I'm not really sure what fish is the best to mermaid-fy Rob into. So I drew three options!

1. Average merman

2. Squid

And 3. Tripod fish (with reference)

If you have any suggestions on what fish to use, don't be shy to write 'em!! I don't know anything about marine biology and underwater life and I'm looking for glowy/iridescent fish to base the design from, so yeah! My DMs are always open!

[lucozadehulahoop]

Star-crossed. Lo'ak x fem!human!reader

This was originally posted on my side blog @thankeywa. It's a brand new blog and tumblr thinks it's a bot so it's not giving it visibility. Please go give it some love, I want all my avatar!related stuff to be on there.

PART 2 HERE PART 3 HERE PART 4 HERE

I know that literally nobody asked for this, but I've noticed a disturbing lack of Lo'ak fics out there, so I've decided to give my input. I've had a story in mind for a while now, and I needed to get it out there. It will be a reader insert to make it more accessible, but it's somewhat based around an original f!character, so I apologize for that in advance if it gets too specific.

WARNINGS: Lo'ak is 20 years old in this and so is the reader, I do not write about minor characters. There will be eventual mature themes in this so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS WORK.

For everyone else, if you like my writing, please let me know if you want to be on the tag list for future installments and SEND ME REQUESTS (head canons, imagines, sfw/nsfw, ecc.) ! I love that shit.

words: around 1.200

summary: reader is a human left behind on pandora, she grew up with the remaining humans who'd been aloud to stay on the planet after the war and has been friends with the Sully clan her entire life. She and Lo'ak were best friends until he began to pull away from her in their teen years for seemingly no reason. This story is about them reconnecting on the day of her twentieth birthday, and dealing with the feelings they have for each other and the obstacles that come with them being from two different worlds.

TW for this chapter: angst, smoking (don't do it, ever), brief mentions of alcohol, brief mention of war and death, brief mention of child birth, reader can breathe on pandora.

Y/n looked at the 'birthday cake' made out of cookie rations that Norm and Max had made for her. No matter how many years would pass, her dads always knew how to get creative.

"I'm twenty years old, you guys don't have to keep throwing me a birthday party." She reprimanded them softly, though her heart was filled with joy. Y/n was so thankful to have people in her life who cared enough to make her day special every single year.

"Considering you spent most of your early existence tied to test tubes to stay alive, we're merely celebrating the scientific marvel your continued survival has been." Norm joked, raising a beer, and y/n shoved him, before blowing out the single candle that had been meticulously re-used each year. It was a wonder how there was any wax still left on it.

"What did the birthday girl wish for?" Max asked, reaching for a dried-up cookie and cringing slightly at the taste as he chewed on it slowly. "The whole point of a birthday wish is to keep it to myself... or it won't come true. Honestly, I question your two's knowledge of Earth's traditions." y/n shook her head, before taking a celebratory sip of alcohol.

Norm and Max left eventually, back to the main base. They were more than capable of piloting a helicopter those days, and y/n was all grown up. More than capable of living by herself. What once had been an avatar lab, smack dab in the middle of the forests of Pandora, had been converted into her home. Pandora's rapidly repopulating fauna had surprisingly left her residence alone, well... mostly. There were still some creatures who couldn't help but keep themselves away. And by creatures, she meant Spider. Y/n was also friends with actual people like Neteyam, Kiri, Tuk, and... Lo'ak. Truth be told, she didn't know whether or not she and Lo'ak were even friends anymore. They'd been thick as thieves for as long as she could remember, always getting him out of trouble and fixing him up after a scuffle with his siblings. But then, around her sixteenth birthday, he'd started pulling away, and y/n had never understood why. They'd had a big fight about it, bottom line, he hadn't wanted to be around her anymore and y/n had to accept it.

"Open up! It's fucking freezing out here!" Came Spider's loud voice followed by an incessant banging on the door that immediately pulled y/n out of her reverie. "Alright, alright..." she laughed a little as she went to let them all inside. The Sullys were always insisting on spending birthdays together, even though some of them were now getting too big to even fit inside her 'home'. Neteyam had to walk around with his back bent forward, and Kiri knocked over quite a few things before they made it to y/n's main living space, which was more or less Na've-proof. "Happy birthday!" Tuk hugged her and y/n struggled not to feel crushed by the embrace. Even the littlest Sully was now nearly as tall as her.

Y/n let them all inside, already giving them dirty looks at the sight of gifts. "I told you guys not to..."

She stayed on the doorstep a little longer, gazing out into the night, desperately hoping one last uninvited guest would turn up. She felt Neteyam's hand on her shoulder. "He's not coming. I tried to talk to him but he was being a skxawng as usual..." Y/n blushed, not really wanting Neteyam to know she was pining for his younger brother. "Oh, right! I was—just checking you were all here..." she closed the door and they both went back to join the others.

___

"Alright come on, your mom is going to kill me if you get back late and I don't have enough space in here for all of you. Spider would have to sleep outside." Y/n teased, trying to let Tuk understand it was time to go. "Hey!" Spider protested at her lighthearted jab, but knew it was time for them to get going. Nobody wanted to get on Neytiri's bad side. Y/n hugged them all goodbye and thanked them for the presents: Tuk had made her a lovely drawing, and the others had collectively made her a rather beautiful necklace, which she immediately wore. Y/n waited on her doorstep till she could no longer hear the sounds of her friends chatting, and then proceeded to do two incredibly dangerous things: she sat outside of the protection of her bunker, all alone in the cold Pandora night air, and lit up a cigarette.

She'd discovered a terrifyingly endless supply of cigarette cartoons back at the base almost a year prior, and as soon as she'd tried her first one, she'd gotten addicted. Y/n hadn't told Norm or Max, of course, as it would have broken their hearts, especially because of how fragile she was. Y/n's mother had gone into labor in the aftermath of the battle for Pandora between the Na'vi and the Sky people. The soldier had lost her life giving birth, but her baby had survived, taking her first breath in the inhospitable Pandora air. Norm was convinced Eywa herself had kept her alive, had given her the ability to take in the air that hadn't previously failed to kill any other human. Sure, it had come at the price of being particularly fragile her entire life. And how was y/n repaying that gift? By cutting her miraculous existence short more and more each day. Thankfully, it was a while since she'd been used as a test rat, or had check ups of any sort. As far as the Sullys were concerned... they were way better off not even knowing what she was doing to herself.

A sudden rustling in the trees instantly made y/n alert and she didn't waste any time getting back inside. She showered, and shamefully hid her smokes somewhere her dads or the Sullys wouldn't look. When she had nothing else left to do, y/n forced herself to crawl into bed, placing a hand over her necklace. Her wish to see Lo'ak hadn't come true in the end, and while not surprising, it still hurt like hell.

"A pack of viperwolves? Seriously, Lo'ak?" Y/n groaned in frustration as she cleared her table for her best friend to lie on.

"I thought I could take them." He hissed as she doused him with disinfectant. "Yeah, well, you know human medical treatment hurts like a bitch, so it's either my way, or you're going to have to fess up to your parents about what you did." Y/n tried to sound cold, but she'd always been too soft on him.

When they were younger, and Lo'ak still hadn't grown to be double her size, they would often fall asleep together in her bed. "You don't have to keep doing this shit to prove something, you know?" She whispered to him one night, turning over to look at him and gently touch his face. "Your parents love you. And so do Neteyam, Kiri, Tuk and Spider. Lo'ak, I— we— don't want to lose you."

Y/n was almost asleep when a loud 'thud' coming from outside woke her. Something was moving on her roof, or rather, someone... Y/n didn't show whether she was dreaming or not as she looked out the window and locked eyes with Lo'ak, because the second she did, he seemed to slide off the top of her bucker, falling down into the grass below with a loud groan.

He'd probably just woken up half of the animals on Pandora.

[thankeywa]

Star-crossed. Lo'ak x f!human!reader pt.1

I know that literally nobody asked for this, but I've noticed a disturbing lack of Lo'ak fics out there, so I've decided to give my input. I've had a story in mind for a while now, and I needed to get it out there. It will be a reader insert to make it more accessible, but it's somewhat based around an original f!character, so I apologize for that in advance if it gets too specific.

WARNINGS: Lo'ak is 20 years old in this and so is the reader, I do not write about minor characters. There will be eventual mature themes in this so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS WORK.

For everyone else, if you like my writing, please let me know if you want to be on the tag list for future installments and SEND ME REQUESTS (head canons, imagines, sfw/nsfw, ecc.) ! I love that shit.

words: around 1.200

summary: reader is a human left behind on pandora, she grew up with the remaining humans who'd been aloud to stay on the planet after the war and has been friends with the Sully clan her entire life. She and Lo'ak were best friends until he began to pull away from her in their teen years for seemingly no reason. This story is about them reconnecting on the day of her twentieth birthday, and dealing with the feelings they have for each other and the obstacles that come with them being from two different worlds.

TW for this chapter: angst, smoking (don't do it, ever), brief mentions of alcohol, brief mention of war and death, brief mention of child birth, reader can breathe on pandora.

Y/n looked at the 'birthday cake' made out of cookie rations that Norm and Max had made for her. No matter how many years would pass, her dads always knew how to get creative.

"I'm twenty years old, you guys don't have to keep throwing me a birthday party." She reprimanded them softly, though her heart was filled with joy. Y/n was so thankful to have people in her life who cared enough to make her day special every single year.

"Considering you spent most of your early existence tied to test tubes to stay alive, we're merely celebrating the scientific marvel your continued survival has been." Norm joked, raising a beer, and y/n shoved him, before blowing out the single candle that had been meticulously re-used each year. It was a wonder how there was any wax still left on it.

"What did the birthday girl wish for?" Max asked, reaching for a dried-up cookie and cringing slightly at the taste as he chewed on it slowly. "The whole point of a birthday wish is to keep it to myself... or it won't come true. Honestly, I question your two's knowledge of Earth's traditions." y/n shook her head, before taking a celebratory sip of alcohol.

Norm and Max left eventually, back to the main base. They were more than capable of piloting a helicopter those days, and y/n was all grown up. More than capable of living by herself. What once had been an avatar lab, smack dab in the middle of the forests of Pandora, had been converted into her home. Pandora's rapidly repopulating fauna had surprisingly left her residence alone, well... mostly. There were still some creatures who couldn't help but keep themselves away. And by creatures, she meant Spider. Y/n was also friends with actual people like Neteyam, Kiri, Tuk, and... Lo'ak. Truth be told, she didn't know whether or not she and Lo'ak were even friends anymore. They'd been thick as thieves for as long as she could remember, always getting him out of trouble and fixing him up after a scuffle with his siblings. But then, around her sixteenth birthday, he'd started pulling away, and y/n had never understood why. They'd had a big fight about it, bottom line, he hadn't wanted to be around her anymore and y/n had to accept it.

"Open up! It's fucking freezing out here!" Came Spider's loud voice followed by an incessant banging on the door that immediately pulled y/n out of her reverie. "Alright, alright..." she laughed a little as she went to let them all inside. The Sullys were always insisting on spending birthdays together, even though some of them were now getting too big to even fit inside her 'home'. Neteyam had to walk around with his back bent forward, and Kiri knocked over quite a few things before they made it to y/n's main living space, which was more or less Na've-proof. "Happy birthday!" Tuk hugged her and y/n struggled not to feel crushed by the embrace. Even the littlest Sully was now nearly as tall as her.

Y/n let them all inside, already giving them dirty looks at the sight of gifts. "I told you guys not to..."

She stayed on the doorstep a little longer, gazing out into the night, desperately hoping one last uninvited guest would turn up. She felt Neteyam's hand on her shoulder. "He's not coming. I tried to talk to him but he was being a skxawng as usual..." Y/n blushed, not really wanting Neteyam to know she was pining for his younger brother. "Oh, right! I was—just checking you were all here..." she closed the door and they both went back to join the others.

___

"Alright come on, your mom is going to kill me if you get back late and I don't have enough space in here for all of you. Spider would have to sleep outside." Y/n teased, trying to let Tuk understand it was time to go. "Hey!" Spider protested at her lighthearted jab, but knew it was time for them to get going. Nobody wanted to get on Neytiri's bad side. Y/n hugged them all goodbye and thanked them for the presents: Tuk had made her a lovely drawing, and the others had collectively made her a rather beautiful necklace, which she immediately wore. Y/n waited on her doorstep till she could no longer hear the sounds of her friends chatting, and then proceeded to do two incredibly dangerous things: she sat outside of the protection of her bunker, all alone in the cold Pandora night air, and lit up a cigarette.

She'd discovered a terrifyingly endless supply of cigarette cartoons back at the base almost a year prior, and as soon as she'd tried her first one, she'd gotten addicted. Y/n hadn't told Norm or Max, of course, as it would have broken their hearts, especially because of how fragile she was. Y/n's mother had gone into labor in the aftermath of the battle for Pandora between the Na'vi and the Sky people. The soldier had lost her life giving birth, but her baby had survived, taking her first breath in the inhospitable Pandora air. Norm was convinced Eywa herself had kept her alive, had given her the ability to take in the air that hadn't previously failed to kill any other human. Sure, it had come at the price of being particularly fragile her entire life. And how was y/n repaying that gift? By cutting her miraculous existence short more and more each day. Thankfully, it was a while since she'd been used as a test rat, or had check ups of any sort. As far as the Sullys were concerned... they were way better off not even knowing what she was doing to herself.

A sudden rustling in the trees instantly made y/n alert and she didn't waste any time getting back inside. She showered, and shamefully hid her smokes somewhere her dads or the Sullys wouldn't look. When she had nothing else left to do, y/n forced herself to crawl into bed, placing a hand over her necklace. Her wish to see Lo'ak hadn't come true in the end, and while not surprising, it still hurt like hell.

"A pack of viperwolves? Seriously, Lo'ak?" Y/n groaned in frustration as she cleared her table for her best friend to lie on.

"I thought I could take them." He hissed as she doused him with disinfectant. "Yeah, well, you know human medical treatment hurts like a bitch, so it's either my way, or you're going to have to fess up to your parents about what you did." Y/n tried to sound cold, but she'd always been too soft on him.

When they were younger, and Lo'ak still hadn't grown to be double her size, they would often fall asleep together in her bed. "You don't have to keep doing this shit to prove something, you know?" She whispered to him one night, turning over to look at him and gently touch his face. "Your parents love you. And so do Neteyam, Kiri, Tuk and Spider. Lo'ak, I— we— don't want to lose you."

Y/n was almost asleep when a loud 'thud' coming from outside woke her. Something was moving on her roof, or rather, someone... Y/n didn't show whether she was dreaming or not as she looked out the window and locked eyes with Lo'ak, because the second she did, he seemed to slide off the top of her bucker, falling down into the grass below with a loud groan.

He'd probably just woken up half of the animals on Pandora.