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sicklscream · 1 year

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Hi Emma! I hope you're still willing to write Neteyam imagines, I was wondering if you could write one about him cooking for the reader, I was thinking of something quite domestic you know? He's just so boyfriend, I can picture him cooking for his partner since they aren't really good at it, and it's just he's mission to make them a nice meal, because the reader can't, does it make sense? Anyways thank you for reading, hope I didn't say anything I shouldn't!

Take care Emma! Wishing for the best for you

'𝐄𝐌𝐘𝐔!

pairing . . . neteyam sully x fem!metkayina!reader

summary . . . when neteyam finally gets a day to himself from the training for his iknimaya ( coming - of - age ritual ) , he decides that the day would be better with you , basking in the love pouring from you and surprising you with a full meal hand made from him . . .

warnings . . . all fluff , lit no angst whatsoever , teeth rotting love and happiness ( ew ) , this is just wholesomeness so enjoy it while it lasts :)

notes . . . thank you for the kind words anon! i’m wishing the best for you too!!! and i 100% agree, neteyam is just so boyfriend he would do everything for his mate, and i hope you don’t mind the reader being metkayina, or the fact that i have them already mated :)) thank you for the request!!!

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THIS MORNING, instead of waking up and immediately leaving your warm tent with a kiss on your cheek, Neteyam was actually able to wake peacefully curled around your body. He awoke to your fingers softly running over his face, tracing the blue lines marking his forehead, just barely brushing over his eyes, playing with his soft lips. He awoke to the sound of you softly humming a tune you had most likely picked up on from his spontaneous sister who never seemed to be away from your side.

He was able to wake up without dreading the immense amount of training that would be awaiting him.

Normally, the second he had awoken, he would have already been down by the water and greeted by his father with a pat on the back and a soft “good morning” from Tonowari, and he would have started with his training. But today, he was given a free day, as his father called it.

You had explained to Jake how you believed Neteyam was struggling with all of the pressure on his back, and how he had come home many days with cuts and bruises all over his body to be healed by your hands. Jake was surprised how you had asked, slightly demanded, that he give his son a break. And with an amused smirk and a nod, Jake cleared Neteyam three days for rest, no work, and no stress.

This was how he wanted every morning to be; curled into his mate’s side with her hands softly caressing his skin. If he thought hard enough, he could imagine his own children laying between your bodies, and his heart soured just from that thought.

Neteyam, although desperately wanting this moment to last forever, hummed softly behind his throat, his gruff morning voice slowly shining through. Your hand stopped, your eyes falling to your mate’s slowly opening ones, a smile resting on your lips. Neteyam smiled almost immediately at the sight of you, the sun jest perfectly resting against your marui, your freckles glowing softly in the sunlight.

“Good morning, yawne.” Just from your voice alone, Neteyam automatically knew he was having heart palpitations. Your soft, sweet voice, laced with honey and tender with love. He just couldn’t get enough of you. “Your sa’nok has asked us to enjoy breakfast with them today.” You spoke softly, running your fingers over your mate’s braids.

The man sighed, wrapping his arms around your bare midriff and snuggling into your chest, leaving a kiss on your collarbone whilst you giggled at him breathlessly. “Come on, sayrìp, I said we would be there, so we must get moving.

Neteyam only groaned once again, mumbling against your skin, “I have the day off today, syulang. Why can’t we just spend it in our mo a hahaw?”

You giggled once again, forcibly removing your mate’s hands from your body and carefully standing out of your bed, grabbing ahold of your loin cloth and top piece made of emulated sea grass and seaweed and turned to your mate, resting your hands on your hips when his eyes seemed to rest on your breasts. “Because it is your soaia, Neteyam. Now get up and get ready, I will meet you in your family’s marui.” And with a kiss on the cheek, you left your mate alone on the bed and made your way to the Sully family’s marui.

“Good morning, oel ngati kameie.” You festered towards the Sully family currently sitting around a campfire for breakfast, smiling towards Neytiri and Jake warmly, the two gesturing back. Kiri gestured you towards the empty spot next to her, smiling at you as you sat down. “I apologize for the lateness, Neteyam woke up early. He should be here in no time.”

Neytiri waved you off, handing you a food wrap of meat and fish, your hands delicately opening the leaf and tearing off pieces of the fish, humming as the taste enveloped your taste buds. Just as you had said, Neteyam had arrived shortly after you, taking his place beside yours and accepting the food wrap from his mother.

There was soft talk amongst the family, Kiri telling you of her recent travels, what tricks she had learnt her ilu could maneuver, the new treatments she has learned. She had showed you a new pattern of beads she had made, telling you that she was giving it to someone special. You had teased her for that, obviously, but she shrugged you off with a smile whilst Tuk had rapidly started talking to you excitedly.

Neteyam had tried to listen to whatever Lo’ak was telling him — probably something about Tsireya — but he couldn’t look away from you. His eyes strayed on the way a smile never left your lips, how you had interacted with his sisters as if they were your own. He couldn’t imagine how he had ever gotten so lucky with you, but he thanked Eywa every day that you were his and he was yours.

As the day progressed, you and Neteyam never left each others sides; riding ilu’s around the water, watching the two sea creatures curl up against each other and caress each other like they were you and Neteyam, venturing on one ilu to explore the sea together, visiting the secret spot Tsireya had told you about. You and Neteyam had curled around each other as you laid on the soft grass and spoke about the future, how many children you would have, who they would look like, how they would act.

As the day turned to dusk, and the sky enveloped in beautiful orange hues, and the ilu’s started to venture off to sleep, you and Neteyam settled back in your marui, your bodies starting to warm, sleep slowly taking over your brains.

Neytiri had invited you both to dinner once again, but Neteyam had told his parents how you were worn out for the day and how you two would unfortunately not be able to make it, but the two had been understanding. Jake had smirked at the boy after his mother had left, and handed him some food from the forest they resided in, telling him to give it to you, as a surprise, as you had never had food from the forest before.

Neteyam had nodded and left, returning to find you tidying up your marui, looking towards him with apologetic eyes. “I’m sorry, ma Neteyam. I was going to prepare wutso. But I am afraid that I would mess it up.” You smiled innocently at him, all while he shook his head and walked over to you, kissing you gently on your lips.

“Do not worry, syulang. You rest, I will cook.” You sighed contently, thanking him and kissing him one last time before residing to your bed, laying down and closing your eyes gently, listening to the sweet sounds of your mate humming a soft tune and the shifting sounds of him preparing your dinner.

A few moments later, Neteyam’s hands gently ran across your face, waking you up with a soft smile. “Wutso is done, syulang. Come eat.”

You smiled as you sat down beside your mate and accepted the food wrap he had given you, your brows furrowing at the unfamiliar meet sitting in the leaf. You looked towards Neteyam, questioning, “Ma Neteyam, what is this?”

The man smiled at you, “Try it, oeyä tìyawn. It is meat from the forest.” Your eyes brightened, looking down at the meat. You had always wanted to try things from the forest. It was only going to be a matter of time before you visited the forest, so why not try the food?

You carefully lifted the meat to your mouth, tasting it and chewing slowly, savoring the flavor. You hummed delightedly, your eyes widening at the burst of flavor. “Oh, Neteyam! It is ftxìlor!” Neteyam smiled widely, proud of himself at how you found the food from his home so inviting, especially when he prepared it himself by hand.

You looked towards your mate with admiration, a soft smile on your lips. You softly placed down your now finished food wrap and took his hands in yours. “Thank you, ma Neteyam. For everything.” The boy blushed under your stare, a giggle leaving your lips as his blue color turned darker against his cheeks.

“I’d do everything and everything for you, Y/n. You are my mate, my soul, my heart. I will love you to the end of the universe. I see you, syulang.” His voice was soft, one of his hands softly caressing the skin of your cheek, your eyes softening against his stare.

Days where Neteyam isn’t buried under the pressure of convincing Tonowari that he will love you forever, the days where Neteyam doesn’t have to worry about coming home to you in bandages, are the days you cherish most with your mate.

And you too, will love him till the end of time.

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sicklscream · 3 years

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𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓!

pairing . . . chris evans x fem!reader

summary . . . paparazzi catch chris’ hands wandering a little lower than they should be

warnings . . . fluff, teeth rotting cuteness, slight suggestions to sexual stuff?? but nothing too bad don’t worry

notes . . . y’all i loved writing this so much it’s just something abt this man that just makes me 😩🤭🤞

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CHRIS HAD GOTTEN USED TO paparazzi always being where he was, it was something he had grown accustomed to the second he become famous. So, naturally, when paparazzi was around him while he was with you, his very devoted and downright breathtakingly beautiful girlfriend, he paid no mind to the flashes of lights, and, instead, pretended it was only you two wherever you went.

He knew the stakes of getting into a relationship with you, someone who was not as known to the public as him, but he knew that if he were to have a happy relationship with you, he would have to push through. And, as a bonus, you were the most supportive and comfortable woman he had ever been with.

The moment you had met Chris Evans, the night of your 35th birthday, you knew that he was the one for you. Not only were you a fan, but you were also madly attracted to him. You didn’t treat him differently just because of his fame, you tried to reject any gift over the price of 100, but you never succeeded. Chris was just too cute to say no to.

You worked at a flower shop just down the street from chris’ house, ironically. And when fans started to notice the man standing closely by you multiple times, things started to make sense to them.

Especially when one photo got out from a fan capturing a photo of Chris hugging you against his body while you passionately kissed.

You didn’t think much about paparazzi while you were out with Chris, because you didn’t feel very uncomfortable with them, but since you knew how Chris was with his privacy, you became known as the ‘girl who protects Chris Evans’. Many fans had things to say, multiple saying how you were manipulative, how you were only with him for fame, while others were supportive.

The first post Chris made about you almost made you cry. It was a photo of you sitting on a towel on the beach, your hair slightly messy from air drying after swimming around, and a large smile on your lips. Chris had taken that photo when you weren’t looking, a photo that showed just how happy you were with him.

The next photo almost killed you.

It was a photo Scott had taken, one of you and Chris at a family barbecue, the first time you met his parents. You had been lounging in the pool, your body wrapped around his with your eyes closed and your head tilted back, obviously laughing. Chris had been looking at you with the fondest look on his face, a large grin and obvious heart eyes.

He had confessed his love for you on that instagram post, and ever since then, you two had been the hit couple of Hollywood.

After that, you had started attending some of his gala’s and premiers, even being in some of his photoshoots at times. It was obvious your relationship was nothing but full of love, you could see it clearly.

Anyone could tell that your relationship was one of comfortability and passion, but most of all, with the way that you interact with his fans, as if you knew them personally, was another factor that you were genuinely the nicest person in the world.

You didn’t take advantage of the fact that Chris is famous, you didn’t beg him to buy you things, you didn’t ask him to post anything for you to get you some likes, you would rather lay in bed with his arms around you all day than walk around the streets flaunting your relationship.

Not like that is a bad thing, though. However, you just liked being lazy, and Chris did too.

So, when you had told Chris that you needed to go to the store to grab things because you were running low on food and other items, he was quick to tell you that he was coming with, which you weren’t about to deny. You liked going on walks with him, and you would take advantage of the fact that he has a better schedule now than when you first started dating, because he was so busy with filming and interviews. Now he has all the time in the world for you, and you love it.

The second you stepped out onto the streets of california, people walking the streets could see that you were walking with Chris, because no matter how much ‘disguise’ he puts on, anyone could tell that was your man. And they were quick to pull their phones out.

As usual, you and Chris paid no mind to them, instead just crossing your arms together and swinging back and forth as you walked, laughing and talking about regular things while the public gushed over the two of you. It was a typical walking to the store day, but this one ended a bit more differently than you thought.

Apparently, you and Chris forgot so much about the thousands of people walking when he pulled you in for a kiss out of the blue, shocking you but sinking into it nonetheless. His arms were wrapped around your waist, his hands almost completely touching themselves if they wrapped around you just a little tighter, while you arms interlocked over his neck, you standing on your tiptoes to get to his height.

Too invoked into the kiss, Chris had moved his hands a little lower than he should have and planted them on your ass, pulling you closer and giving fans a shock. People knew you and Chris’ relationship was based on physical touch, but they didn’t think he would go this far in public.

You had carried on with the day as normal, finishing shopping and going back home (well, it wasn’t your home, but it might as well be) and immediately lounging around after putting the groceries away. You had snuggled, watched a few movies, stole a few kisses, watched a few videos about your relationship, and at the end of the night, while you laid on the bed in your blue silk nightdress (the one that Chris adored) and scrolled through your phone, you happened to scroll onto a chris fan page, and the photo that popped up hadn’t surprised you.

It was a photo of you and Chris in front of the store, passionately ‘making out’ with his hands shamelessly resting on your ass, slightly squeezing them. You laughed at the caption, a joke about how Chris was such an ass man, and you had to agree. While Chris adored your breasts, he loved your voluptuous ass even more.

When Chris had walked out of the bathroom in just a pair of boxers, his brows furrowed when he saw you laying on the bed laughing. “What’s so funny?” You were quick to crawl to the end of the bed, meeting him and turning your phone for him to see, a smirk immediately lifting on his lips. “Well, how could I keep my hands to myself when your ass was just there begging me to touch it?”

You smacked his chest, laying back down on the bed and plugging your phone in, waiting for your boyfriend to lay down, keeping the covers open and laying on your back, knowing that he always liked to fall asleep laying on your chest.

When he finally layed down and got comfortable, you ran your fingers through his hair, and he kept his hands on your waist, cheekily sliding down to your ass and squeezing it, making you slap the back of his head while he laughed. You had to hold in your smirk, eventually calming down and looking at the culprit. “You cheeky bitch.”

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