#favorite child

[lolita-lollipop]

i’ve never requested anything before so idk how this works but, if you’re still taking request for avatar characters, i’m thinking of a neteyam x reader, like the reader is a really talented warrior and they’re the apprentice of Jake and Both the Reader and Neteyam are constantly in competition to see who’s the strongest and at some point one of them just has an outburst due to all the pressure they have on them. (btw i literally found your account today and i just have to say i love your writing) :))

NETEYAM X READER

Golden child

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Growing up in the omaticaya clan, the people recognized the spark you had, a passionate flame that burned in your heart. Strong, leading. Everybody knew that you would be someone great, and that’s exactly what you were. You always aimed for the top, always made 1st place, always tried your hardest at everything you did.

And alongside you, the oldest son of Jake sully, neteyam.

The two of you were fairly close in age, you being only a few months younger, and when your parents died, and were given back to eywa, jake felt the responsibility of taking you in, they were in his war party, and you reminded him so much of himself. And Neytiri always wanted a daughter, so you became a sully.

And so it begun. With the two of you, everything had to be a competition. You got your ikran? Neteyam gets his a day later. You catch a fish while hunting? Neteyam catches 7. You can eat 2 fish? Neteyam can at 3. Every waking hour the two of you lived was spent staring at eachother, waiting to beat the other. THe only thing you had above him, was that you were in the war party, and he always on lookout.

“Did you get hurt while on your mission? I guess the sky people are getting too strong for you.” he spoke, noticing the cut on your cheek, the both of you knew he was joking. He pressed a piece of cloth against your cheek, sending a smirk. You just narrowed your eyes, chuckling.

“Being that i was able to come within 10 feet of one, im not worried. How was your little tree a mile away from our spot? Was it nice and warm?” you taunted right back at him, laughing at how his smirk fell. This was such a common interactionbetween the two of you, in which neither of you took it seriously.

Even so, you and neteyam were kind of forced to grow a bond, being that 90% of your time was spent trying to outdo the other. The two of you didnt really know why it was the way it was between you two, maybe the validation you got from jake in being the oldest sibling, or the golden child, who could protect the family. Both of you kindled the same flame, and it made both of you stronger.

So naturally, when the two of you both moved to the metkayina tribes together, along with the rest o the sully family, and learned that you would have to learn the ways of water… It became a rivalry. Who could pick it up faster. Who’s ilu was bigger, who could stay underwater for longer, who could stay out of trouble longer.

ANd to your great surprise, neteyam found himself winning at everything. He was just so fast in adjusting to the world around, he could ride on an ilu within the first days of trying, automatically he was able to understand the breathing techniques of the metkayina clan, he made it look. So . easy.

But you? You couldnt, you didnt even know why it was so hard, tuk even got it within a month. You could barely swim, holding your breath was harder than fighting a sky person in one of those suits, and you just couldnt bond with the nature around, even if it was beautiful. You tried your hardest, practicing for hours longer than you had to, almost feinting from exhaustion every night. But still, things didnt get better like they usually did.

And it tore you apart, youd never not been good at something, even if it was hard at first, you ALWAYS got better at it. That was why this was just so strange for you, so overwhelming to the point that it made you want to rip your hair out. You just couldnt comprehend how he was just so good at everything, that was your job, it's not fun to compete when you arent good at it.

So as a few months past, your agitation grew, and your patience shrunk. Things werent getting better, even Lo-ak was picking things up faster than you, and he never did that. And trust me, everybody noticed, you became snappy, talking back to your dad, refusing to hang out with tuk most of the time, and you even yelled at anuong twice for teasing you. Eventually, jake stopped complimenting you like he did in the forests, and that hurt more than anything else could. Even if it was unintentional.

Eventually, when it all became too much for you to handle anymore, you asked for help. And who else to ask but the one guy you knew had to help you. Neteyam, he had to miss your daily little competitions, so he needed you to get better at… everything.

“Neteyam?” you approached him when the two of you were alone, he was cleaning the saddles of his ilu, which generally was an easy task, actually it was quite calming, so you assumed he would be easier to talk to now.

“Yeah?”

“I- im having trouble-i need you to- could you- um-” you spluttered, you were not known to be shy. Ever. This place is changing too much about you, and you hate it. The only person youd ever really felt comfortable asking for help from was jake, and even then that was only in dire situations. You just didnt know how to do it without feeling weak, feeling inferior.

“Oh? Is somebody trying to ask me for help?” A smirk splayed on his face as he side eyed you, placing the ilu saddle down, he crossed his arms, and stared at you in the same way neytiri would when she would watch you do something stupid. It was condescending. You wanted to punch him in the face.

“Y-yes, I am” his stare sent you into an internal rabbit hole, it was unrelenting, and you could tell exactly what he was thinking. That you were becoming weak. That he finally beat you at something.

“Say it.”

“Really?” You crossed your arms and stared at the boy. He had to be out of his mind to think you would go that low for him to- oh. You were going that low.

“Say. It.”

“Neteyam, please help me”

“Oh wow. What happened to the girl who restled a thanator? Is everybodys favorite Sully losing her spark?” he joked, setting a hand on your shoulder and tilting his head with a smirk. He wasnt serious, the two of you always teased eachother, which was most of the time mean comments, but it never was serious. But at this point, the nights you spent trying to swim instead of sleeping caught up, and your comprehension had ceased to work. Imagine neteyams surprise when his lighthearted joke made your lip start to wobble, and your eyes start to gloss over.

“Yeah- i think i am.” and with those words, your shoulders started shaking, and in a few seconds you dropped to your knees, and were crying like tuk does when she gets hurt. Large sobs racked your chest, and you brought your hands up to your eyes, shielding yourself from the embarrassment that you knew would come with crying in front of the boy that you constantly competed against.

You’d never felt so fucking incompetent before, like you couldn’t contribute anything to the table anymore. It made you want to kill everybody within a ten mile radius.

Immediately when neteyam realized that you were serious, and that this wasnt something you and loak were pranking him with, he also fell onto his knees, and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to him. His hand found it's way to your face, and he pushed the curtain of hair away from your eyes, pulling your hands away your hands.

“No- no don't cry y/n. I Didnt mean it, youre perfect- It was a joke i promise” He spluttered out in any attempts to console you, his eyes met your own, and he just stared. The both of you had experience in consoling younger crying siblings, but it never was you. He didnt think hed ever seen you cry before. It’s like all of his instincts froze up, and he had absolutely no idea what to do.

“Thats the thing Nete. I think youre right- I cant do anything anymore- breathing is hard for me- And dad doesnt look at me like he used to anymore- I just- i don't know what im doing wrong” you squinted your eyes and sniffled, you were just so tired, and overwhelmed. And so fucking done. You wanted to go home, back to what was normal, back where you could function like a person.

“Ma we y/n. Ma we. Y/n, you are the youngest to ever be in the omaticaya war party. Your name is known across pandora, you’ve surpassed the limits of eywa. You are nothing but elite-” he shifted in front of you and placed of his hands on the sides of your face. It forced you to look him in the eyes, and listen to what he was saying.

“Shes gone though- I cant hunt like they do. I am not a warrior of the sea. I can do nothing now. And youre just- you can do everything I can’t” the more you talked, the harder you made it for yourself to stop crying. All of the emotion, all of the anger, the grief, the aggravation, just crumbled. Along with that stupid golden child complex of yours.

“Y/n. Shut up. You are so amazing to me it hurts. The only reason you feel like this is because for the first time, you can’t do something. But that’s okay. I’m here. I see you.” He pressed his forehead to your own, wiping the tears that left your eyes with his thumb. You closed your eyes, and let him embrace you. This was strange, weakened wasn’t something either of you were very keen on showing, especially with him, especially not when it made you feel like this. Like neteyam was more than a rival.

“You promise?”

“Of course. ”

The two of you sat there for a moment, foreheads pressed closely, his hand on your shoulder and your face, comforting you with touch, rubbing circles into your back and wiping tears away. You could feel his breath, his heartbeat. And that alone was able to calm you down. Just him.

Just neteyam.

“I’m sorry- I know this is stupid I just didn’t know who else to ask and I thought you-“ it only took you a few seconds to realize the intimacy of the situation, him holding you, pressed up against your face, if anybody were to see you your parents would throw a fit. Your cheeks flushed a deeper shade of purple-y blue, and you stood up, breaking the locked eyes you had with the boy. He just chuckled.

“Does this mean I win?“ he let out the same giggle tuk might have when you went to throw the ilu saddle at him. Which eventually turned into him tackling you into the water. The two of you laughed, pretending to forget whatever just happened, whatever step the two of you just took in your relationship, trying to avoid whatever feelings both of you were most certainly having all of a sudden.

“Oh shut up”

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*Bonus*

Anuong And loak watch your two figures from a farther away peer, they had been training when they caught eyes of the two golden silly’s getting a little too close for comfort. Immediately lo-ak was cackling at how stressed neteyam looked being so close to you.

“Let’s make a bet, loser has to do the others chores for a month” anuong spoke, staring at the two of you with intent. Lo-ak raised an eyebrow and smiled, it was so funny, he’d always been able to see it. The two of you were head over heels, you just couldn’t see it.

“I’d give it a week before they’re on top of eachother like mates” he answered, leaning over the edge of the peer and watching the two of press together. He couldn’t blame his brother for being so in love with you , you were amazing. Doesn’t mean he wouldn’t use your relationship to his advantage.

“You’re on, fish lips.”

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Lol I had fun writing this; not really angst but a lil bit sad here and there

Anyway, thanks for requesting, and thanks for reading, I lived writing this even though I’m pretty sure it’s not very good. Bye! Have a great day!

[itsfootballbih]

“That’s your fault”💀

Father and son fr

[woohoo1tsme]

Favorites. - Something

Rip TDL 💀-

[hyperfreaksating]

https://youtu.be/-gDW41PfdDI?si=LYv3d_lYfyTghxps

This too is the Redbomb siblings to me. I do not know who’s who here tough. The twins seem to be the type who each would be equally annoyed at their brother hitting certain puberty milestones sooner.

This message gave me the motivation to finally do this meme I was procrastinating for weeks, Triplets deffo have a Gumball / Darwin / Anais dynamic!

I think Blaze getting more facial hair than Rory definitely hit him hard.

[nooooooooooooo00000000]

Happy Birthday to all of my children

[nessielovesfood]

Hazbin Hotel really got me over here thinking about the Bible. Especially Cain and Abel even though they aren’t in the show. I like to think Cain for the most part regrets killing Able but also feels he was justified in doing so. Because why? Why is his offering not enough? Why is it being rejected? He spent so much time working hard cultivating his crops just for him to dismiss it. I also like to think that Abel is the kind of favorite child who is complacent about their role. Like he’s not actively trying to make himself look better or trying to get better treatment but he’s not trying to make things equal and actually believes he deserves it. Ya know the favorite child that is a nice person but the favoritism from your parents makes you hate them. Also just think he blames Abel, Adam, and God for what he did like he thinks if Abel spoke out against the unequal treatment and if Adam and God we’re fair none of it would have happened.

PS I don’t know Bible lore.

[snyder-side]

Had to draw them again (Mostly because ruby is my favorite)

[professor-amaryllis]

:{ A photo is embedded. Timestamp 10/20/23 11:34pm.

We find ourselves looking at what looks like a small private Karaoke room, red fabric lines the walls and a small slightly elevated 'stage' area takes up the front of the room while comfortable looking chars fill the rest of the space surrounding a small table littered with half finished drinks and glass bottles, a long with an assortment of finger foods.

Dave and Nix can both be seen seated around the stage, their attention focused on the commotion up that way, a look of amusement on their faces as they seem to be trying not to laugh. Guard the gallade sits beside Nix, his orange vest striking in the dimly Lit room while Quincy the Rotom rests on Dave's lap.

On the stage itself stands Ren and Amy, who had seemingly been mid duet when Cooper the hisuian sneasel had begun to climb the professor like a tree, attempting to steal the microphone out of the Professor's hand. The two seem to be valiantly persevering at trying to finish the song, despite Amy having to actively wrestle with Cooper and Ren laughing so hard that their Orthworm, Lulu, is helping hold them upright. }:

Goo d Party I loooove my kid they're so good and gre at and even if they made me sing :)

Birthday.

[barbrasberry]

i don’t think aegon is alicent’s favorite. neither is aemond. and i don’t know enough about daeron to give an opinion but i don’t think he is. it could easily be helaena but something tells me that alicent’s dearest love isn’t her favorite either. i think we’ve found a mother who doesn’t have favorites. not because she doesn’t want to but because your favorite child is the one who is easier for you to love. it’s not easy for alicent to love either one of her children. she doesn’t like them all the time but she loves all of them, she would die for each and every one of her kids. but she can’t choose a favorite because they all hurt her, they all mean complete different things to her and all these things haunt her. so no, she’s a super rare mom, she doesn’t have a favorite child but not by choice, by trauma.

(beautiful drawing by @/LoneLightbulb on twt)

[silly-afton-household]

Elizabeth: Hey guys! Recently, me and my siblings have been arguing about who is the favourite child. We need your help for this one!

C.C: Liz... This isn't necessary... W-why can't we get along? *sniffle*

Michael: Shut it crybaby! Anyways yeah, we're too childish to throw away this argument, we need an answer. Some of y'all better pick me.

P.s. art is not mine

[biggestqiblifan]

We all need a flight attendant like this. She needs a pay raise.

Y'all need to hire her immediately. By doing this, people are actually paying attention.

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

My nephew stuffed playdoh into one of his new nerf guns, and my sister said it was ruined forever and needed to be thrown out. I told her that was ridiculous and we could scrape the playdoh out with a paperclip or something.

"I don't HAVE a paperclip."

"Improvise. A bobby pin, a q-tip, a sewing needle, a butter knife, anything long and pointy."

She pulls the meat thermometer out of the turkey and hands it to me.

"Think about this for a second. We're not getting meat juice on his toys, and we're not getting playdoh on our food. Give me something else."

"There IS nothing else! You're such a fucking asshole!"

I uncurled the hook from a Christmas ornament, and it worked like a charm. The playdoh popped right out. She's pregnant, so my parents are giving her the benefit of the doubt for being hormonal, but she doesn't treat them or my sisters this way, only me. She yells at me every Christmas and Thanksgiving to make it look like I'm causing a scene. She wants everyone to be on her side whenever I'm around, so even if we're not fighting and there are no sides she'll start a fight to create sides.

On Thanksgiving I said I didn't want to play a specific board game she brought with her, and instead of playing it with the rest of the family she hastily stuffed it back in the box and said I ruined everything and now nobody gets to play a game because big bad Milo had to rain on her parade and he should feel bad and we should all shun him for making a scene.

Yesterday, I was sitting on her couch using my phone and she cries to my mom "MILO WON'T LET ME LAY DOWN!" She didn't say a fucking word to me, didn't ask me to move, didn't indicate anything at all. She's 30 but she acts like a child, trying to get her younger brother in trouble for no reason; crocodile tears in front of mom and dad, I-got-away-with-murder smirks as soon as they turn their backs.

I told my mom back in November that I didn't want to come up with them for Christmas specifically because I knew this was gonna happen. When I said "I told you so" just now, she said "I don't remember you telling me this, you're making this up." I showed her the texts proving that she acknowledged my sister is like this, and she scoffed, "well, I don't remember writing that, so I'm not taking either of your sides."

Neither side = sister's side

This is elementary school teacher behavior. The bully has free reign, but the victim gets punished. I just have to suffer in silence, OR ELSE.

I'm 25. I'm too old for this shit. I'm not coming here next year. I refuse. It's like fucking clockwork.

[ruthenium-rp]

Happy birthday Jason Todd my beloved! 🎂

[tenth-sentence]

At that moment, she cared for no other.

"Pride and Prejudice" - Jane Austen

[sportsandlaughs]