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All of these used to be so common for people to show their appreciation of different fics and authors, and I think it’s a shame people don’t do it anymore. I love seeing fan work for my fics!!

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I’ve seen a distinct lack of love for the Comte of Monte Cristo (2024) so I’m opening requests for Edmond Dantes/Le Comte de Monte Cristo, Albert de Morcef and Andre de Villefort!

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A Single Rockbeak | Neteyam x Metkayina!Reader

Word count: 1.2k

Summary: Aonung believes that you should love him. Neteyam doesn’t agree

A/N: This was a request for @sunflower343 sorry it took so long to make!! As always thank you to my beloved @redezlyn for proofreading

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“Good morning, Yawne,” murmured Neteyam gently kissing your temple and sitting down beside you. You were weaving baskets for the upcoming harvest, where fish would come aplenty and the Metkayina clan would have a feast to celebrate their good year. Additionally, this is where mates announced their love for each other to the clan, shared a rockbeak, a type of fish that could be found past the reef. Neteyam grabbed three pieces of a stiff fiber and tried to start weaving as well.

You both stayed like this a while, until you realized that Neteyam had no idea what he was doing. You quietly guided his hands to show him the proper technique to make baskets and not knots. He thanked you with another kiss to your temple.

This was how your relationship started; with you just enjoying each others company and not saying a word. Neteyam enjoyed the break from his duties as the eldest child and you were just shy. Kiri occasionally wandered over to talk to you, and Tuk would come if you were doing something particularly artsy. Today however Neteyam was alone.

Neteyam struck up a conversation with you, speaking in soft tones. This was how you liked your relationship: quiet and private. Of course that couldn’t last forever.

Aonung had his eye set on you from the moment you both turned of age. He was waiting to get to know you when the pesky Sullys arrived and ruined his whole plan. He didn’t know, however, about your confirmed relationship with Neteyam. From the outside, it simply looked like two friends or two flirts at the most. Today, of course, he saw you two together and figured that enough was enough.

Aonung swaggered over and sat down opposite you and Neteyam, whose conversation had grinded to a halt and were looking at him in bewilderment.

“Hello, y/n. Do you mind if I weave baskets here as well?” He asked. You didn’t have the heart to say no, so you nodded curtly. He grabbed a few strands of firm fiber smoothly worked it all together. Neteyam looked over at him in envy; he didn’t need your help.

“So, y/n, do you think that the harvest will be bountiful?” he started.

“It always is,” You replied, trying to keep talking to a minimum. Neteyam noticed your tail flick and your ears pin back.

“I hope to have you next to me at the feast. Perhaps we could share a rockbeak? ” proposed Aonung. This was the last straw for Neteyam.

“No thank you. She will me sitting next to me at the feast. We shall be the ones sharing a rockbeak. Good day.” He snapped.

Aonungs cheeks turned a dark hue as he left hurriedly, quite embarrassed. Neteyam sully expression softened as he turned his gaze to you.

“I hope that I haven’t overstepped, yawne,” he started. You lifted your hand to stop him and kissed him.

“It is alright. I like this protective side of you.” You mumbled against his lips; you could feel him smile in response.

***

Aonung was fuming. How dare he, Neteyam, a stranger to the clan, so shamelessly dismiss the son of the Olo’eyktan! Well, he will show you exactly what he thinks; that pesky Neteyam won’t be around to save you.

***

You leaned into Neteyam as your clan celebrated a bountiful fish harvest. A large bonfire burned in the middle of your village, and you watched as your fellow Metkayina danced joyously. He kissed the top of your head and pulled you to dance as well.

Tuk was running around with some friends around her age, playing with the sparks that were coming off the fire. Lo’ak had snuck off with Tsireya about an hour ago and Kiri was engaged in a deep conversation with Ronal about how this harvest affected local fish population. Jake and Neytiri swayed slowly with each other a little ways away from the fire.

The moon has risen high into the sky with Neytiri broke apart from Jake and called Neteyam to her. She requested that he carry his little sister, Tuk, to bed, as she had fallen asleep on a mound of sand. He accepted, albeit reluctantly, and carefully slung her on his back and walked to his family’s marui.

You decided to wait until Neteyam came back to the feast, and set about cleaning up certain seaweed dishes that were empty; less work for you later! You had gathered them all and were making your way to the food storage marui when something rammed into you, causing you to fall. The dishes tumbled to the floor.

“Now will you talk to me? Now that Neteyam isn’t here anymore?” A figure hovered over you; the moon and stars behind him darkened his face. His voice sounded familiar.

Without warning, the figure leaned it close, his nose almost touching yours.

Aonung.

His tail wrapped around your leg and his muscular arms held you down as he examined your scared face. He was so close that you could see the teal ring in his aqua eyes.

You knew that you couldn’t scream; the whoops and cheers from the bonfire were too loud, so the only thing that screaming would do was possibly anger Aonung.

***

Meanwhile, Neteyam swiftly ran back to the feast, eager to get back to you. You weren’t where you had parted ways. He walked around the bonfire twice, checking every face for your distinct features. Finally, Neytiri informed him that you were cleaning up certain areas and were probably on the path leading to the marui. Neteyam debated staying to wait for you but decided that he wanted to see you as soon as possible.

***

You were trying to force yourself deeper into the sand to avoid Aonungs jeering face when you heard loud footsteps thumping closer and closer. Aonung seemed too absorbed in evaluating you to notice any outside noises.

Aonung closed his eyes and leaned in slowly. His lips were a hair’s breadth away when he abruptly got shoved off of you. You heard a familiar hiss and a presence that you knew intimately jumped over you, crouching protectively.

Unbeknownst to him, Neteyam’s pose was identical to his mother’s some 16 years previously, when his father was attacked by Tsu’tey.

“Never come close to her again,” snarled Neteyam, “or I will slash you to pieces and feed you to the ilus.” You slowly got up and grabbed Neteyam’s hand, gently easing him up and away from Aonung, whose wide eyes conveyed a primal fear. Neteyam let you lead him away, but didn’t take his eyes off Aonung until you had gotten back to the feast.

You tried to enjoy the rest of your night with Neteyam joined at your hip. He didn’t leave you alone, wanting to reassure you and ensure that Aonung wouldn’t come back. He kept watch and was focused and attentive until you finally managed him to coax him to your marui.

“Thank you, Nete,” you murmured into Neteyam chest as you ran your hand up and down his back. He stroked your hair and hummed in response.

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Made with Love | Neteyam x reader

Word count: 1k

Summary: Gift-giving is a love language that you and Neteyam have in common

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It started with a flower. When Neteyam professed his undying love for you, Kiri had helped him prepare a bouquet to sway your favor. They were iridescent and glimmered enough to light up your whole hammock. You accepted them with a wide smile, happy to find out that he shared your affections. Even now, when you close your eyes, you can still see how the purples and blues swirled together and pulsed as if they had heartbeats. “As beautiful in the dark as you are in the light”, Neteyam had explained.

A few weeks later, you were stalking a meer deer together when a particular type of plant caught your eye. This plant had leaves that changed color as the sun rose and set, and were large enough to cover your whole palm. While Neteyam was waiting patiently for the deer to walk somewhere more uncovered, you carefully picked a few leaves from several of these plants and arranged them in a shape that Jake had once showed you. He called it a rose, and had similarly made a large mat in this shape using a different plant’s ginormous leaves for a date night with Neytiri. You adored how Neteyams eyes lit up when you tapped his shoulder to show him. He carefully cradled it in his hands then cautiously placed it atop his sling bag.

Now, you were carefully painting spherical wooden beads a deep shade of blue that matched your eyes. You stuck your tongue out in concentration and you filled in the last blank space and set it to dry next to a set of yellow beads of a similar size and shape. You thinly braided a piece of Kinglor silk, large enough to fit around your bicep and hopefully Neteyam’s. As soon as the beads finished drying, you threaded them into the silk in a pattern that you knew Neteyam would recognize. You carefully wrapped the band in those same leaves that you had manipulated into a rose all those months ago. You gently put it in a pouch strapped to your leg and whistled to call your ikran.

Neteyam, meanwhile, was wrapping a panopyra stem around the edge of a meticulously produced bow that he had made himself. He gave the string a twang to make sure that the tension was right so that you could use it to hunt alongside him. The bow had carved symbols in it that could be felt if you ran your thumb across it, as was your habit. Important dates had been inscribed, such as your birth, your first meeting with your ikran, and the day that you were reborn in the clan as a valuable hunter. He summoned his ikran and placed the bow in a bag attached to his saddle. He took off with a cry.

***

When you arrived to your date night atop the hallelujah mountains, a familiar rose-shaped mat decorated the ground and blinking shimmerflies floated lazily in the air, attracted by the honey-sweet meal that Neteyam had lovingly prepared for you. He greeted you warmly with a tight hug and a peck on the cheek.

“I have missed you, Yawne,” he took your hand in his and guided you to the mat, “I have something for you.” He smiled and reached behind him, where a package lay. Your curious eyes scoured it before taking it in your own hands and gently removing the wrapping. You gasped softly as a beautiful bow revealed itself. Your fingers delicately traced the curve and felt each intricate marking. The string was soft against your fingers and as you pulled it taut, you could feel the precision and strength of your weapon. Soft dips the size of your fingers were shaped into the grip; this bow was made to your exact specifications.

Neteyam confidently watched your eyes devour the bow and your hands feel every last detail, from the paint on the wood to the soft string. He was certain that you would adore it.

“I am glad you like it, paskalin.” He murmured. Your head snapped up and your lips slightly parted as you remembered your own gift. You scrambled to the pouch strapped to your leg and pulled out the bundle. His eyes lit up when he saw the parcel.

His nimble fingers pulled the shiny leaves away and you collected them in your hands to reuse on another project as he lifted the armband to see it better. You grinned when you realized that you had correctly matched the color of the yellow beads to his eyes; they were almost identical. You helped him fasten it around his bicep and he kissed the top of your head lovingly. The yellow beads contrasted nicely against his blue skin, and the navy blue beads that represented you shone in the moonlight.

“Thank you, yawne.”

“And thank you, Neteyam.”

You leaned into him and he passed you a serving of the delicious meal he had prepared. You laughed softly together as you talked about nothing and everything, gazing at the stars and pointing out constellations. Once every bite of the feast had been digested, you laid on your backs and beckoned your ikrans closer to protect against the freezing wind. Neteyams tail wrapped around your bare thigh, providing a comforting feeling of protection, and you could feel your handmade armband strain around his muscle when he put his arm around you. You felt a tension release from your chest and Neteyam gently murmured in your ear until you fell asleep in his arms.

***

Later, when the RDA and Quaritch returned in full force and there was little time for teenaged romance, a single arrow would appear in your bunk in the camp. This arrow was always decorated with one stunningly bright yellow bead, the color of an early morning sunrise on the Upper Plains, and another deep blue bead, the color of the liveliest rivers in Kinglor Forest. You would sling it next to your bow and jump onto your ikran, racing to the top of the hallelujah mountains where your Neteyam would be waiting for you.

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Neteyam Sully

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You’re his mate? | Neteyam x Omatikaya!reader

Word count: 1.2k

Summary: Aonung gets it into his head that you’re together

A/N: Credit to @dantakeyoman for inspiring the ending

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Being Neteyam’s mate, you couldn’t bear to watch him leave the Omaticaya forever. So, you went with the Sully family. You had no family to speak of, so leaving was an easy decision. You cried when you left, however; the forest had been the only thing you had known. Neteyam held on to you, feeling exactly the same way, but waiting until you and him were out of sight from his family, not wanting to make it worse for Kiri and little Tuk.

Pleased or not, you finally arrived at the islands across the sea. You were fed up; you had been traveling for days, left your home, and now you learn that it might all have been for nothing. Your tail was swishing in anger, so Neteyam put his arm around your waist and Lo’ak put his hand on your shoulder - before he got side tracked by Tsireya, that is.

Two boys about your age were looking at you and whispering to each other. Now it was Neteyam’s turn to be angry; he never liked seeing other boys watching you. You lent into his shoulder to calm him down before he did something that he would regret.

Finally, you were granted a safe haven, much to the displeasure of the two boys, who left. Jake negotiated to give you and Neteyam your own Marui, following complaints from both Lo’ak and Kiri about hearing you two “cuddle all night”.

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You were practicing breathing exercises with Tsireya, Lo’ak and Neteyam when Aonung ran up to you and said that Neytiri was looking for you and Tsireya. You shrugged, and the two of you left your little circle to go find out what she wanted. Neteyam ruffled Lo’ak’s hair and ran off behind you, leaving behind a silent warning not to anger Aonung.

Left alone with Aonung, Lo’ak started packing up his things to go practice elsewhere, while the metkayina boy tried to start up a conversation.

“You know, for freaks, your oldest sister is very pretty.” Lo’ak scoffed and walked away. Kiri was hardly an ideal choice of mate for Aonung.

You, meanwhile, were completing chores that Neytiri had assigned after talking to Tsireya. Neteyam had been dragged away by his father to hunt.

“Hello!” You jumped up from where you were crouching, startled. Aonung stared back at you, his hand up in a shy wave. You hissed and went back to what you were doing.

“We should get to know each other better. Like a date?” He said. The last thing that you wanted to do was go on a date with him, especially since you had already mated. However, he was the chiefs son, and you had promised Jake that you wouldn’t cause trouble, so you scuttled away without replying.

Unbeknownst to you, Aonung had taken this response as a positive one and had gone to tell the entire clan about it.

***

You were eating dinner with Neteyam, Lo’ak, and Kiri when Tsireya ran in to your marui.

“Is it true? You’re dating Aonung?” She cried out, breathless. Neteyam immediately moved from his position next to you. Upset that Neteyam would so easily doubt your trust, you shook your head.

“He asked me out but I left without saying anything. I wanted to spit in his face but I kept it civil.”

“Actually, yesterday he came up to me and told me that my sister was pretty. I thought he was talking about Kiri, because anyone with eyes and a brain could see that you two have mated.” Said Lo’ak, thinking back to the beach.

“Well, unfortunately for you, my brother is lacking a brain.” Said Tsireya, annoyed by his antics.

“What should we do? Just ignore it?”

“Tsireya, could you please tell anyone who talks to you about this that Aonung and I have never dated, and that it was just a rumor.” You asked your friend. She nodded and left the marui with her new mission.

***

A few weeks have passed since Tsireya had burst into your dinner, and the clan seemed to have moved on to other gossip. It was time for Aonung’s rite of passage.

You weren’t particularly interested in the scumbag boy becoming a scumbag man, so you and Lo’ak were cracking jokes the whole time while Neteyam tried to stifle his laughter.

“My son, Aonung, has become part of the clan!” Boomed Tonowari. “He may now choose a mate!” The clan cheered and dispersed, gone to their maruis so that the new member could visit them individually, as was Metkayina tradition.

All the eligible girls of the clan hung an ocean flower above their door, signaling that they were interested in being courted. Your marui was noticeably flower-less, and you and Neteyam settled down for the night.

***

Neytiri shook you awake.

“You must come! Now!” She whispered urgently, trying not to wake Neteyam up. Unfortunately for her, he’s always been a light sleeper. He jumped up immediately. Neytiri pulled you up and dragged you to Tonowari’s grand marui. Inside were the chief of the Metkayina and his family, plus the sullys. Aonung brightened when he saw you.

“Y/n. Aonung has told me that he has chosen you as his mate.” Lo’ak burst out laughing as Kiri scoffed, but Neteyam had had enough. He pulled you into the middle of the marui, where everyone could see, and kissed you, hard.

“I am going to say this for the last time,” Neteyam said, barely controlling his anger. “She is mated to me, understand?” Aonung nodded quickly. Jake stepped forward to fill in the awkward silence.

“Tonowari, thank you, but we must talk about this later. Neytiri, would you mind taking y/n?”

Neytiri took your hand and gently led you out of the marui to go with your ikran. You weren’t particularly worried for Neteyam; you knew that, when it comes to your relationship, Jake wouldn’t be too hard on him. You didn’t know why, but Neteyam suspected that it was because your relationship resembled his parents’.

***

“You humiliated him in front of his family! In front of ours! You need to go apologize, immediately!” Jake thundered.

“I’m not going to apologize for this. He went too far this time.” Neteyam defended.

They argued for longer as Kiri and Lo’ak stood outside, clearly eavesdropping.

Neteyam got nervous when he fought with his father; when he gets nervous, he plays with the beads on hair that you arranged for him. It just took this small touch to remind Jake of your bond. He scolded him one last time before deciding to calm down. They agreed that Jake would go apologize to Tonowari for the disturbance, not for the actual act.

“Besides, who taught you how to kiss like that?!” Lo’ak and Kiri jumped into the tent and started making kissing noises. Jake ruffled Neteyam’s hair and he left to go find you.

***

“You have to admit, it was kind of sweet though.” You said. You and Neteyam were relaxing on the beach during the eclipse.

“How dare you!” He playfully said. You laughed and curled up in his arms.

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Train Ride | Peter Parker x avenger!Reader

Word count: 474 words

Summary: You and Peter have to go on a long train ride together

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"How come we can't come with you on the fancy quinjet?" Peter complained, standing near the edge of the platform.

"Because there isn't enough space! Besides, 6 hours in a train stuck beside each other will humble you." Tony said, clapping his hand on Peter's shoulder. "Anyway, you guys should get going - Happy is ready for you. See you both tomorrow."

You grabbed Peter's hand and started dragging him towards Happy. You knew that there was more than enough space on the quinjet, but the adults would be drinking tonight before the superhero conference tomorrow, where you and Peter would be representing both The Avengers and teenage superheroes. At least it gave you an excuse to hang with your boyfriend.

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"Shit, I forgot my earbuds!" You exclaimed, inwardly cursing yourself. You were going to have to spend the whole trip with no music.

"Oh. You can share mine, if you like?" Peter offered, AirPod in hand, holding it out to you. Ned had offered him advice when you first started dating, that went something along the lines of "Stay cool and aloof" but Peter was feeling anything but that. His heart was going a million miles an hour as he chose a playlist.

That one playlist you play when you're in love

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"Thanks, Pete," you settled in next to him and brought out an old magazine you had stuffed in your bag this morning. It was some celebrity gossip column, with titles like "Pregnancy scare in Hollywood!"

Peter wrinkled his nose when he saw the cover.

"I thought you had taste, y/l/n,"

"Shut it, Parker,"

He put his arm around you and leaned his head back, trying to look like one of the guys in your magazine. Cool, and aloof, like Ned said. Problem was, his hands were still clammy from the playlist - not very suave at all.

You only managed to go ten minutes before reaching into your bag and grabbing a packet of crisps. Completely ignoring Ned's advice, he looked at you with puppy dog eyes and stretched out a hand. Laughing, you offered the bag to him and he eagerly grabbed a handful.

You settled into him, pulling out your phone and putting your head in his chest, occasionally teasing him on his song choice.

Couple of hours later, you had fallen asleep - on Peter. He was almost scared to breathe; he didn't want to disturb you. He's never had anyone fall asleep on him before, unless you count Morgan.

He felt honored, in a way. You usually found it hard to fall asleep with anyone else in the room, but that you managed in a train car full of strangers simply because he was with filled him with a warm feeling.

He snuggled in closer to you and finally relaxed.

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