#My dad had to kill one with a bow and arrow

[ibetittering]

WHY CAN'T HE EVER BE HAPPY 😭😭😭

#for my piece of lore today something short and simple #I've been attacked or in VERY close proximity with at least 5 rabid animals #My dad had to kill one with a bow and arrow #going back to the ancient roots ig 😭 #red vs blue #rvb #rooster teeth #rvb church #edit

[neo-nomatrix]

Sunshine and Midnight Rain

Luke Castellan x Apollo kid!Reader

word count: 851

summary: Luke castellan and the daughter of apollos love story

a/n: “remember who the enemy is” IM TRYING

Luke Castellan held your heart since the day you met, and you held his.

You arrived at camp a few months after Luke. You were one of the lucky ones, claimed within an hour of being there. Your godly father is Apollo, god of poetry, the sun, music, narcissism, idiocy, stupidity, all that. You had assumed the gods would act superior to all, no matter if they were or weren’t. But Apollo was on a completely different level. You didn’t know why he had taken such a liking to you.

“You remind him of himself,” Your half sister, Kayla, had told you, “an archer who never misses, healer who fixes every wound, gifted singer, and somehow picked up the lyre in a day. And yet, you still ask why Apollo loves you the most?”

“I wish he wouldn’t,” you twirl the golden arrow he gifted you.

“y’know, that hermes boy has been staring since the moment you stepped foot here,” she smiles, nodding to the tan boy sitting on a picnic table.

“Great, more attention,” you keep your sights on the boy, lucas? Luca, maybe?

“His name’s luke castellan,” kayla says, ah luke, that’s it.

“He’s handsome,” you say matter of factly.

“Don’t trust those Hermes boys, all they do is lie,” Kayla leans back and rolls her eyes.

“It’s a good thing I play the lyre.”

——————

“You’ve got a great shot,” a deep voice says from behind you.

You’ve been at the range for around an hour, it’s 4:30, you always practice when no one else is around.

“The whole reason why I come out here this early is so i can be alone,” sure, it sounds mean but you swear you’re not trying to be.

“Sorry, once I see you it’s hard to look away,” you’re not looking at him but you can tell me has the biggest smirk on his face.

“Funny,” you tell him bluntly.

You set down your bow, keeping the arrow in your hand, and sit on the nearby grass. He lays down beside you, you follow his lead and put your hands behind your head.

“That arrow, it’s like it’s made of the sun,” He says amazed.

“A gift from dear old dad. No matter how far I shoot it’ll always come back. Supposed to be a sign of his love or something. But I think he just constantly wants me to be annoyed by him,” you inform him possibly too much.

“Most people would be grateful if their godly parent cares that much,” he says.

“It’s different with Apollo, there is no such thing as true altruism with him,” you bite your inner lip.

“I get that, I’m just tryna say- Hermes never showed up for me, and I'd kill to just have him tell me he cares,” His eyes furrow.

“Guess we both have different priorities,” you smile.

“Opposites work best don’t they?” He smiles back.

“Isn’t it opposites attract?” You wonder.

“Hey, your words, not mine,” he laughs.

“That one’s Orion,” You point up at the constellation.

“He was always my favorite,” he adds.

“Mine has always been Cassiopeia, but you can never see her over here,” You look back up at the sky.

“That one’s Taurus, and then Sirius below, and Gemini above,” you point each of them out.

Even though he hums in acknowledgment his eyes are locked on you.

“You’re staring, again” You mention.

“I told you I can’t help it, especially when you glow like that,” he reaches out and touches your face.

You reach out and grab his hand, running your fingers against his slender digits.

“I’d like to be a constellation when I die, maybe my father will fulfill that wish,” you say to him.

“That’ll be my last wish too, we can lay in the stars together.”

——————

It’s been a day since Percy Jackson came to Camp Half-blood. It just so happens to be your favorite day of the year, capture the flag. You have led the archers on the blue team for years, you’d say you’re doing well for what you’re given. Besides your siblings in Apollo the rest of the kids weren’t as gifted in archery.

As the first conch shell blew you were preparing for your mock-battle. Annabeth in charge of the plan and Percy, Luke with company, and you with the archers. You knew you could, no- would win. The archers took the trees, helping stray company from the skies.

“Today feels like a winning kind of day?” Annabeth asks luke.

“I’ll see you on the other side,” He smiles.

“Luke!” You pull him aside for a moment.

You cup his face the best you can through his armor. “You don’t get hurt okay? I don’t feel like healing anymore wounds from you. Understand?”

“Oh but I love to see you healing” he holds your hand and smirks

“Archers! Move out!” You call your team, eyes still locked with his, smiling.

“so… you and her?” Percy asks the taller boy.

“how could I not? She's perfect. I mean, I genuinely believe I could live without the sun if I just had her.”

And maybe, just maybe, he could.

#luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #pjo #pjo series #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x y/n #pjo x reader #pjo x you

[reanimatedandmedicated]

various updates and facts about my family

my mother huffed raid bug spray and ate wallpaper paste as a child. my grandfather believes my autistic sibling is an alien and is asking him to provide the winning lottery numbers. my sister tried to kill her boyfriend recently.

My dad is getting married to his seventh wife.

And my little brother (J) is smelting pawn shop jewelry in efforts to make silver bullets to load in .22 casings

My grandfather swears he was abducted by aliens and they modified his cum.

In 2009, he attempted to trade firearms for an alleged crystal skull which he believed contained the blueprints to rebuild Atlantis.

In 2012, my family created a convey of six cars all loaded with guns, ammo, canned food, etc. in order to prepare for the apocalypse. In December of 2012, my grandfather led us to where he believed our family would hold off the forces of evil, a last bastion for our bloodline- A fucking Super8 motel in Forsyth GA.

My mother used to drink blood in the 90s and beat the shit out of football players as a hobby, so she could beef up for roller derby. She raises baby animals, and has more than once attempted to kill a man during intimacy.

All if my dad's ex wives have tried to kill him. He's had attack dogs sicced on him, beaten with a crowbar, chased with a hammer, run over with his own car, and pushed out a vehicle. His new wife was a pen pal he met when she was in jail.

My aunt believes she convenes with the angels when she's hopped up on ambien and percocet, so she's like the goth version of Mama Murphy from Fallout 4.

I was conceived in a crack den in North Carolina. My mother's organs don't like having kids, so much so that both me and my sibling (J) were born dead and had to be resuscitated. In both cases it was due to the umbilical cord playing a game of Hangman.

My little brother (J) taught Igor, our Vulture, to vomit on command. Nobody knows how.

He has been using the infestation of rats at my family's cabin to do... something. He's been running a rat cannibalism fight club, in an attempt to fish out a Super Rat which he plans to do... Something with?

My little brother (M) spends his spare time firing at passing cars. We have managed to make sure he's using BB guns, is the compromise. (J) went through a similar phase when he was an early teen, and would shoot a bow and arrow at the neighbor's house. I did the same with a potato cannon in my youth. It's a tradition.

My dad is missing his appendix. He has no idea where it went and has no record of it ever being removed.

My grandmother reluctantly admitted to having an affair with a ghost in her 40s.

My brother (M) used to love botany. By the age of 6 he could tell you anything you wanted to know about the flora of southeast GA. He had a garden. And he also grew weed for my step-dad until my mom found out. After that he was banned from gardening and picked up junior robotics as a hobby after i gave him K'nex and some Lego Mindstorms stuff years ago. He took apart an air conditioner in a motel once. To this day we don't know what he did with the screws. He builds airsoft guns from scrap and is a mechanical prodigy. He is almost illiterate.

My brother (A) disturbs me. He was raised by the internet and YouTube. He is whatever this new generation is personified. He's frighteningly... Normal.

I am waiting for the shoe to drop and for him to reveal some darkness to him never before seen in my family.

He's just. A normal kid. A little zoomer that watches Mr. Beast and YouTube long plays. He's also the straight man to most of all my family's bullshit. He's dangerously genre savvy. He also has a weird interest in law???

My sister (H) is your average country girl. She's attempted to kill more than one of her boyfriends (will clarify that they were abusive), has totaled three cars and always walks away from these nightmarish accidents unscathed. She was found on the side of the road last year hitting her vape and flagging down a car, while her own was stuck five feet above a ditch in a tree.

She has a job and plans to go to New York to "see what them city twinks got goin' on"

My other little sister (C) is the only other queer member of my sibling roster. She's a lesbian, and enjoys shooting things. Sometimes living things. She, like (A), is dangerously genre savvy and doesn't play into my family's religious fanaticism. She wants to be a firefighter because she is also a pyromaniac and wants an excuse to see "big things burn".

A bit more about (J)- He claims to speak to the dead, and has used this to become my grandfather's right hand man, and the beneficiary of his estate. He is an autodidact, self taught with blacksmithing and metalworking. He dresses well, and also has a hidden laboratory in my grandfather's shed where he has taken a fixation in herbal tinctures and remedies. He knows they're bullshit. But my family buys his potions, and he uses the money to buy pawn shop jewelry and scrap metal to build stuff. He believes firmly in werewolves, and is convinced Furries are a psyop to prepare the general public for their emergence in society. Which is why he's making silver bullets.

I wish to stipulate that not a single word of this is a joke. This is on god, IRL bullshit I have to contend with.

I should probably update this to remove real names what the fuck

[tteokdoroki]

⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ˚⟡. — KATSUKU BAKUGOU. homemade love.

about. katsuki takes the pain of his middle-born daughter to heart, and does anything he can to fix it.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fluff, characters aged up, bakugou is a girl dad of three, reader is referred to as ‘ma’, their daughter is quirkless like deku lol, he makes her pasta, pro hero!bakugou, fem!reader, … a draft from a long time ago!! enjoy please <3

katsuki who cooks and makes his middle daughter her favourite pasta recipe whenever she’s down.

she comes home from middle school with scraped palms and knees, teary eyed and with the weight of the world on her shoulders.

“they don’t like me ‘cause ‘m quirkless.” she says as soon as she’s through the door — the authentic bakugou twang thick in her shaky voice. her face is pressed into your torso when you make eye contact with katsuki, who’s emerged from the kitchen down the hall and to your left.

you see it all flash before his eyes — his childhood, his high school career and the day he died. the way he treated the number one, uncle izuku, for so many years. it’s all reflected in the familiar red of his middle child’s eyes and it kills him.

“c’mere squirt,” katsuki calls to her, drying off his hands with the red riot tea towel slung lazily over his shoulder. he’d been washing dishes before she got home. “we’re makin’ dinner together.”

“but i—“

“i wasn’t askin’, i was tellin’.” the older blonde nudges his head towards the kitchen, reaching a hand out for his daughter which she tenderly takes. when she sniffles, bakugou tucks her into his side as if to protect her from the horrors of the world. you let them go without interrupting, knowing the importance of this moment for the two.

it’s not easy, being a bakugou when you’ve got dynamight’s reputation to live up to. he’s fearsome and fiery, confident and calculated. your husband and the father of your three beautiful daughters is one of the main reasons why japan is safe today. the burden and weight of his reputation that your children carry is unimaginable — only made worse by the fact that your middle is quirkless.

and yet, dynamight’s love for her doesn’t falter. since the moment he first held his baby girl she’s been his entire world, his moon along with his sun and now his stars. he’s adored her before she even became a twinkle in his eye — no amount of power or special ability would change that for him.

she’s katsuki’s girl, not just dynamight’s daughter. he’d tear the world apart to find anyone who ever hurt her.

“hold the knife properly. you cut your finger off ‘n yer ma will have my head.” his gruff voice, holding no malice, makes your sweet girl snort with laughter — a change from her earlier wobbly bottom lip and teary eyes. “we’re tryna mince garlic for the sauce, not yer little hands, squirt.”

she sticks her tongue out at him, bright blonde curls bouncing when she narrowly misses a playful swat from her father. “i’m trying,” your middle child wails with faux upset — her nose scrunches all too similarly to how yours and it sends an arrow of love straight through katsuki’s chest. for a moment, the kitchen falls to silence and the elder of the two turns his attention to the pasta dough in his large floured hands — focusing on shaping them into little bow ties just how his daughter likes, on occasion adding them to a boiling pot of water.

“i’m trying,” she says again, but quieter. “but daddy, everythin’s so hard.”

and like pot simmering away on the stove, her emotions start to boil over — tiny hiccups forming a sad symphony with the sounds of a working kitchen.

bakugou instantly springs into dad mode, dropping everything that he had been doing to take your daughter’s hand in his. despite how messy it may be. “hey now gorgeous, don’t cry…tell me what’s wrong, yeah?”

“i-i don’t want to disappoint you by not havin’ a quirk n not bein’ a hero…” she manages to get out through her blubbering — digging the heal of her palm into wet eyes. “i jus’ wanna make you proud!”

katsuki’s face softens, everything except for love for his daughter melting away. “‘nd i am proud. fiercely fuckin’ so…ah, shit, don’t tell yer ma i cursed, kay?” he stumbles over his words, he’s never been the best at comforting people but when bakugou’s child needs him, he’ll be damned if he leaves her in any pain. “from the moment y’first came into this shitty — i mean — crappy world, i’ve been proud of you. you’ve always pushed yourself beyond anythin’ i could achieve, you’re kind to people when they don’t deserve it, you smile whenever things get tough…”

taking a moment from his passionate rant, katsuki slows his breathing and composed himself — squeezing his little girl close. “yer the best thing that’s ever happened t’me ‘n yer ma. my proudest moment… i love ya so much. you’d never disappoint me.”

“really, daddy?” your baby sniffles, rubbing at her snotty nose.

bakugou nods with a gentle smile, cupping her face between his two floury hands before kissing her forehead z “really.” he affirms. “now get yer choppin’ skills together, this pasta sauce ain’t gonna make itself.”

the two blonde’s return to cooking, a comfortable silence settling in your family kitchen, also full of love. that night, your family of five sit together munching on homemade pasta bow ties in a sauce that your middle daughter had worked so hard to make. she grins brightly between her sisters, staring at her father with her shining red eyes thankfully.

in that moment, she knows that she is loved no matter what the status of her quirk is.

you link your fingers with bakugou’s under the table. “you did good, dad.” you whisper to him, stabbing through your pasta with your fork. “

“so did you, ma.” he whispers back gruffly, thumb running over your wedding band as he eats his pasta too.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

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[lovemyavatar]

Brat

Lo'ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Summary: Lo'ak is a brat tamer, what can I say?

Warnings: indulgent (aged up) nsfw, filth, p in v, oral, subby reader, mean dom Lo'ak

“Come on, Y/N. Do it right so I can go home.”

A frustrated huff fills tense silence. Your right arm pulls back, muscles taunt, one eye sliding closed to help aim your bow. A slow breath is drawn through pursed lips before you release, the arrow slamming into a tree nowhere near the target.

With an angry grunt, you turn on him, fingers clutching the weapon tightly at your side. “I would’ve gotten it by now, if I had a better teacher.”

“You would’ve gotten it if you knew how to listen.” He’s quick to retort, strong arms crossing over a broad chest.

Your lips pull into an irritated frown. Without responding, you nock another arrow and resume your practiced stance. Again, this one fails to land within the hastily painted circle.

“Oh my Eywa.” He draws out the Great Mother’s name, head lifting toward the sky. His eyes pinch tightly as he tries to contain his rising anger.

“Don’t be so mean, Lo’ak.” You’ve had enough of his attitude, hand raising to shove against his shoulder. He stumbles back a step, having been distracted by his own tantrum, and looks to you with surprise. “This is why you don’t have any friends.”

Without hesitation, he shoves you right back, though he makes sure the motion has no strength behind it. “Don’t push me.”

“Don’t push me.” All four fingertips poke into his chest, and this time he doesn’t budge an inch.

“You know what? We’re done.” He throws his hands up in exasperation, turns, and walks away.

“Wait!” You’re quick to chase after him, hand clamping around his elbow. “If I don’t get this my parents will kill me.”

“Not my problem.” He shakes you off, throwing the words over his shoulder without stopping.

“Lo’ak!” He doesn’t miss a step, toned back retreating steadily. You come to a stop with a huff, knowing you’ll need to stoop low to make him listen. “I’ll tell your dad!”

He comes to a halt begrudgingly, trusting that you would do it. His jaw grinds, hands tightening into fists at his sides. The toned muscles of his back and shoulders visibly tense. You always seem to find a way to get exactly what you want. It's so infuriating.

He turns, stalking toward you with a hard glare. Your eyes widen at his menacing demeanor, leaning back slightly as he grows near. He all but rips the bow from your hand, leaning over you to leer in your face. Bright yellow eyes bore into yours, shining with anger and something else. Something darker, hotter.

“You’re such a brat, you know that?” His voice is low, hoarse as he spits the insult.

Your stomach dips, fluttering before the space between your legs warms. You shift on your feet, rubbing your thighs together to quench the ache. He’s quick to straighten back to his full height and push past you, shoulder knocking yours along the way. You’re momentarily stunned, gulping down the anxiety suddenly bubbling in your throat.

“No, that’s not right.” Lo'ak shakes his head, arms crossed tightly.

You've been at this for another hour, arms shaking with the effort of holding the weapon you can't seem to master. Your trembling stance releases, back bowing to relieve some of the painful tension.

“You know, maybe I would learn something if you actually showed me how to do it.” Your eyes sweep to the sky, a frustrated huff leaving your lips.

“Did you really just roll your eyes at me?” His voice drops to a gravely rumble as he takes a step toward you, closing the distance to only a few inches.

What's left of his patience is wearing thin. If it were up to him, he'd be anywhere but here. His father ordered him to train you, to teach you the ways of the bow. You're too slow, quick to give up, always holding the hunting parties back. Impossible to teach, even for someone like him who obtained the skill at an early age.

It isn't that he doesn't like you. He's known you since they two of you were young, totting around the forest with his siblings and causing trouble. You've always been there, a playmate throughout the years. Your relationship is mostly positive, aside from in these private moments. It's like you get a kick out of worming your way under his skin.

Your good girl persona is reserved for others, this part of you—the snarky comments and lingering glances—that's only for him. It sparks something within him, a desire to put you in your place. To remind you who's really in charge.

Your eyes flick up to his, wide innocence meeting narrowed heat. You blink up at him, and he seethes. He knows it's fake, knows you're trying to get a rise out of him, but he can't help but give it to you.

With a growl, large hands clamp down on your hips. You let out a startled gasp when he roughly turns you to the side, so that your chest is nearly flush with his. He grips your biceps and jerks your arms into the proper position. You watch his expression, pliant under his direction. Pinched brows, downturned lips, a determined focus behind yellow eyes. Yep, he's pissed.

“Now, do it right.” He steps back, satisfied with the position he's put you in.

Your heart races, slamming against your ribs harshly. He raises a brow expectantly, and your attention shifts toward the target. After a calming breath, you release the bow.

It hits dead center.

“Ha!” Excitement explodes in your chest as you jump up and down, lips splitting into a wide grin.

You look to him, catching the way the corner of his lips twitches before he covers the movement with a swipe of his hand.

“Good girl.” The words slip out before he can stop them. His eyes catch yours, seeing the surprise flicker behind glittering yellow before he quickly glances away.

He clears his throat and turns to retrieve the arrow. You swallow down quickly rising desire, stomach flipping. You desperately try to even out ragged breaths in the few seconds his back is turned. As he faces the tree, his eyes pinch tightly in silent reprimand. He fights to soothe his racing heart, ripping the arrow from the thick bark and turning to stalk back to you.

“Let's see if you can do it again.” He hands you the arrow, stepping back with crossed arms. Gone is the heat behind his stare, the cold, distracted gloss returning to his gaze.

You force a calming breath through tight lips, straightening your back and lifting sore arms into position.

“No, that's not how I showed you.” Lo'ak barks, voice rough with a disappointed shake of his head.

Your arms drop, head tilting in defiance as you turn to face him, hip popped with irritation. “Maybe you didn't show me well enough.”

“Lose the attitude, Y/N.” He commands, the gruff timbre of his voice sending a shockwave of heat through you, straight to your core.

Shoulders round in opposition, a twinge of anger rising at being told what to do, despite the way your body responded. "Or what?”

His teeth grind, chin dropping to pierce you with a heavy lidded glare. He takes the few steps necessary to close the distance between you, only a few inches separating his heaving chest and yours.

“You need to learn some fucking manners.” He peers down at you, restraint tightening his chest as fists clench at his sides to prevent himself from touching you.

“I've heard no other complaints.” You huff, gaze sweeping toward the sky. "Only from you—”

A deep growl permeates the small space. One of his hands jerks up, long fingers circling your arm with a gentle firmness.

“I thought I told you not to roll your eyes at me, 'evenge (girl).” He towers over you, hard stare slicing straight to your core. It clenches under the heat of his undivided attention, and you squirm in his hold.

“You didn't tell me not to, you asked if I did.” You know you sound like a petulant child, but you can't help but talk back, his domineering stance bringing out a defiance within you.

“You're just begging to be taught a lesson, aren't you?” He seethes, every last bit of strength he has used to contain himself from pouncing on you.

A humorless laugh fans his tight expression. “I don't know, you haven't been the best teacher so far.”

In an instant he lurches forward, free hand moving to grip your throat. Your eyes pop wide, gasp falling from parted lips. He jerks you toward him, molten gaze flicking over your face. A moment of tension passes, ragged breath echoing through the forest before he claims your lips with his.

You instantly press into him, heaving chests flush. His head tilts, tongue forcing it's way into your mouth as his hold on you tightens. A trembling moan flutters into his waiting mouth, and he groans. His hand slips from your arm, moving to circle your back. He hoists you up without warning, your legs instinctively wrapping around his hips for support.

“Gonna fuck some manners into you, sevin (pretty). How does that sound, hmm?” He mutters against your throat, peppering your skin with sloppy kisses.

Your head falls back, overcome with desire as it swells in your lower belly, heat so intense you fear you may explode if he doesn't quench it soon.

“Answer me when I ask you a question, yawntu (love).” Fangs nip at your shoulder, and you tremble.

“Yes!” You're breathless, pliant in his hold, all disobedience gone.

“Yes, sir.” He grunts when you roll your hips, core sliding along his painfully hard cock.

A whimper falls from your lips, the rough authority in his voice nestling between your legs. “Yes, sir.”

“That's a good girl.” He claims your lips again, chest heaving under the pressure of restraint, of the effort not to take you right here.

Your arms wrap around his neck, holding him tightly to you as he walks forward, weaving through the trees to find a suitable location to make you his. He lays you in the first clearing he finds, thoughts too muddled to care if it's secluded enough.

Your back bows as he rips your top off, head dipping to take a nipple into his mouth. His tongue laps at the sensitive bud, and you whimper, core clenching with emptiness. He shivers at the tender sweep of your fingers along his sides. They slide down, and around, moving toward his straining cock.

They pass over the front of his loincloth and he jolts at the burst of pleasure. Your lips twitch into a little smirk, hands moving to cup him through the thin material.

“Fuck—no.” In an instant he has your hands pinned above your head with one of his.

You squirm under him, but his hold is firm. “Let me touch you, Lo'ak.”

“You're gonna listen." His piercing gaze briefly flicks up to yours before he moves to catch your other nipple between sharp teeth. “Or you won't get what you want.”

You whimper pathetically, head pressing into soft grass. He litters your chest and stomach with sloppy kisses, sucking a few bruises into your skin as he releases your arms and continues moving down.

“Lo'ak!” You cry out at an unexpected lick against your sex. Your head lifts, eyes meeting a heavy lidded gaze as he laps at your pussy again. You fall back, overcome with pleasure.

“You like that, baby?” He hums against you, fingers moving to part your pussy lips. A tentative lick swipes over your clit, your hips jerking up at the sensation.

“Oh, Eywa.” A hand presses to your chest in an effort to soothe it's ragged tremor.

“Use your words, sweetheart. Or I stop.” He pulls back to accent the warning.

A long finger prods at your entrance before sliding inside you swiftly, bottoming out with one quick thrust. Breath catches in your throat for a moment before you force it to reach your lungs.

“Yes!” You wail as he adds another finger before ripping them both out quickly. You clench around the emptiness, stomach tightening.

“What did I tell you to call me?” A firm slap comes down over your pussy, jolting your trembling hips. The pleasurable sting makes your walls flutter again.

“Yes, sir!” You're a whiny mess already, another broken moan falling past your lips when he shoves his fingers back inside you with no warning.

His eyes never leave you as his tongue sweeps over your clit, fingers picking up a steady rhythm. His heart is thrumming wildly, the sight of you at his mercy almost enough to make him cum untouched. His cock throbs beneath his loincloth, but he wants to take care of you first.

When you tighten around his fingers he picks up the pace, tongue drawing a bruising pattern along your clit. Your back arches from the earth, breath stilling, and he knows you're close. After another deep thrust, he pulls his fingers and mouth away, watching you pulse and clench around nothing.

You whimper, brows pinching in confusion. You were right there. Your pussy warms against the abrupt stop, at being left on the edge of your orgasm. Your lips part in protest, but he's quick to tower over you, supporting his weight with one hand and ripping his loincloth off with the other.

“The only way you're cumming is on my cock. Do you understand?” The command is a gruff rasp as he loses the last shred of control.

You nod feverishly. “Yes, yes sir, please!”

He grips the base of his shaft and in one swift motion enters you, bottoming out instantly. His head dips, eyes closing tightly, forehead resting on your shoulder for support at the feeling of your walls fluttering around him.

Your legs circle him, hips rutting against his to encourage him to move. He growls as he's forced even deeper.

“Lo'ak!” You bark when he refuses to move, needing a few seconds to adjust so he doesn't cum after one thrust.

He raises his head, thumb moving up to drag along your lower lip, his own pulling into a frown at your attitude. “Do I need to stuff this pretty mouth to keep it quiet? Huh?”

His thumb forces it's way between your lips at the same moment his hips pull back before slamming into you. Your head tilts back, moan ripping from your throat, tongue circling the digit as you would his cock. He lets out a shuddering breath, stomach tightening with the effort of holding off his orgasm.

You're right there, already so worked up from his earlier ministrations. Moisture wells in your eyes, pleasure spiking more intense than you've ever felt it.

“You wanna cum, baby?” He grunts, his cock rutting into you so forcefully your back slides against the grass.

Your head bobs quickly, breath hitching when he rams into your womb.

“Use your words, honey.” He rasps, pace increasing with his own impending orgasm. “Ask for it.”

“Oh, Lo'ak—sir! Can I cum? Please!” You sob, tears sliding down your cheeks from the pleasure mounting in your core.

“Fuck! Cum for me, baby girl. Cum all over my cock.” He pounds into you, and you do just that, pussy clenching around him so tightly he has to slow down.

You gush around him, juices flowing between staggering hips. He rips his cock from your trembling pussy, spilling his cum over your stomach, hips jerking against nothing as his orgasm rips through him. His fists press into the earth beside your head, ragged breaths fanning your face. He lets out a quiet whimper as he settles, spent from the effort.

As the weight of what the two of you have just done gathers, you can't help but giggle at the absurdity of it. His eyes flick down to yours, narrowing into a hard glare.

“I guess you aren't such a bad teacher after all.” You tease, and he wastes no time in gripping your hips, turning so you're perched on top of him, ready to show you who's boss as many times as he needs to.

#lo'ak fluff #lo'ak x you #lo'ak smut #lo'ak fic #lo'ak sully #avatar #avatar way of water #avatar 2 #sully family #loak fluff #loak x you #loak x y/n #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak x y/n #loak smut #avatar smut #loak fic #loak sully #loak imagine #loak headcanons #loak fanfiction #lo'ak avatar

[glennrheesworld]

Glenn x F!reader

when Rick, Michonne, Daryl, and Carl go to Terminus, but y/n is with them. Glenn and y/n had begun dating for a while now, they got separated during the fight with the Governor. They end up seeing each other after so long. (if you could please follow the script of S4 E16)

y/n is an archer

𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠~

genre: fluff pairing: Glenn Rhee x f!reader summary: Glenn and Y/N finally see each other after so long. warning: swearing(just one, lol)

Rick, Daryl, Michonne, Carl, and Y/N were surrounded by the people of Terminus. The man named Gareth watched the 5 of them from the rooftop.

“Drop your weapons. Now.” He yelled at them, all 5 of them looked at each other, none of them talked, and stayed silent. “NOW!” Gareth yelled louder, all at once, they all dropped their weapons.

Y/N glared up at Gareth as he placed her bow and her arrows on the ground.

“Ringleader, go to your left,” Gareth ordered Rick, “The train car, go.” Rick glances at the train car to the left of him.

Rick looks at Carl as Gareth then threatens to kill Carl if Rick doesn’t do as he says. Rick looks at Carl one last time as he starts to make his way to the train car.

“Now the bowman,” He demands Daryl as he begins to walk, “Now the samurai.” He looks at Michonne, who glares and walks to the car.

“Okay, now the archer,” Y/N looks at Gareth standing still, glaring at him, “Now!” He orders.

“Fuck you,” She mumbles under her breath and walks to the train car. Carl stands there looking at the 4 adults who walk away.

As all 4 of them get to the train car, Gareth yells. “Stand at the door, ringleader, bowman, samurai, and archer, in that order.” They line up behind each other, waiting.

Rick looks at Carl, “My son.” He yells at Gareth, Carl looks at the ground. “Go, kid,” Gareth tells him as Carl begins to walk toward his dad.

“Ringleader, open the door and go in,” Gareth tells Rick, but he speaks up, “I’ll go in with him.” He means Carl. “Don’t make us kill him now.” Gareth stares at Rick.

As Carl gets closer to the adults, Ricks walks up the stairs leading inside the train car. He opens the door, revealing a dark room. They all get inside as Carl walks in last.

The train car’s door closes shut as all 5 of them walk to the left side of the dark car.

Thud

They turn to the sound, it was dark and nothing could be seen, little light was coming in from under the car’s doors.

A figure walks to the group of 5, getting closer as some little light reveals his face. It was Glenn.

“Rick?” He asks coming closer, Y/N’s eyes widen as her heart begins to race, the voice fills her ear and her eyes land on his face.

In shock, she stood still, Rick walked toward him as Maggie walks next to Glenn. “You’re here.” He exhales surprised.

Rick looks at him and at Maggie, Glenn’s eyes wandered, looking at the figures behind Rick, “Is…is Y/N here?” He asks waiting, nervous to hear Rick’s response.

Rick turns to look at Y/N from behind him, “Glenn?” Y/N suddenly speaks up. Her tone soft and uncertain. She walks toward Glenn; he smiles as he walks to her and wraps his arms around her tightly. She smiles again, almost tearing up.

“I’ve been looking for you.” Glenn tells her softly and grabs her face as she smiles at him, “I have too. I never stopped looking for you.” She pulls him in for a short kiss before they look at the group behind Glenn.

The group walks forward, “They’re our friends.” Maggie tells Rick as they all stand together, “They helped save us.” Maggie continues.

Daryl then speaks, “Yeah. Now they’re friends of ours,” He looks at them.

Glenn and Y/N look at the group before she wipes his tears. He grabs her hand and intertwines his fingers with hers.

They were finally together.

A/n: sorry if the part with Glenn and Y/N was too short. btw more requests will be posted in a few days.

#twd x reader #twd imagine #twd fanfiction #twd glenn #glenn rhee #glenn rhee x reader #glenn x reader #glenn rhee imagine #thanks for requesting! #twd fluff

[raayllum]

Was rewatching the scene under Avizandum's grave in 3x06 for another meta, but stumbled across something I was interesting, re: the broyals.

For Callum, as he says, "I hate him. He's the one who took my mother. Looking at him, seeing him, it makes me sad and angry and... confused." Meanwhile Ezran is clearly less affected, too busy playing and being happy in his reunion with Zym; and judging by his closeness with Zubeia and defense of Avizandum to Rex in S4, it doesn't seem as though Ezran harbours the same messy storm of emotions regarding the former Dragon King that Callum does, even as Callum still settles on, "But that was Zym's dad."

On the one hand, this makes sense; Ezran, as he says, lost his mother before he ever really got to know her. That doesn't make his grief any lesser, but it would mean holding onto anger for a different kind of transgression and one where the alternative - a life where his mother lived - would be infinitely harder for him to conceptualize than for Callum, who can and does remember.

And we see Callum struggle a little in the instances he's first presented with Runaan's bow in both his short story Inheritance and in 5x01, but ultimately he's able to handle it and give it to Rayla happily and has no real reservations about it. Yes, "It was the weapon that killed his father" but it is also "the weapon of someone Rayla had loved" and the latter is what clearly wins out, since upon seeing Runaan again... He has a decidedly different reaction than he did upon seeing Avizandum.

But given Ezran's anger in his short story...

That Moonshadow elf upon the castle ramparts, skulking toward his father’s chambers. The blood upon those exquisite elven blades. The red-tailed arrow armed with a mission declared by Zubeia herself— [...] Ezran felt a coldness twist its way around his heart. It took his lungs, too, and for a long moment he could not breathe, could not feel anything but an unfamiliar anger so potent it seized the whole of him, inside and out. Ezran stepped towards the arrow— —and stomped down on it as hard as he could. He wished he were bigger, stronger, he wished his boots were made of iron and not something soft. Still, it was enough. When he pulled his foot away, Ezran glared down at the arrow’s hawkish head, flattened and broken.

It makes me wonder if Runaan's presence / freedom will force Ezran to contend with all his big feelings much the way Avizandum's resting place forced Callum to. If Ezran's comparatively lack of negative reaction with Avizandum was the trade off for Callum having a more positive one with Runaan, and hence the brothers are going to be Switching, accordingly.

Either way, I think it's an interesting potential parallel for the brothers, and I'm excited to see where it's taken in S6/7.

#theme: grief #tdp #tdp broyals #the dragon prince #tdp ezran #tdp callum #the royal family of katolis #s3 #3x06 #s5 #s6 #s6 speculation #parallels #the cycle #a narrative of love #mini meta #analysis series #analysis #the other meta is about The Spell in 5x08 lmao

[ghost-runner]

“Useless” and “Troubled” until the End: Pt. 1

Sully Family x “Useless” Fourth Child male reader

Summary: Y/N is the fourth child of the Sully family after Lo’ak and before Tuk, however, things don’t always seem to be great about being a Sully child when you are forgotten about a lot of the time. It doesn’t help when you also don’t get the normal training or bonds your siblings did so you tend to get into trouble a lot for trying to prove yourself doing the things your siblings can do.

Warnings: Gore, blood, cursing, family arguments….

Note: I’m not too well versed in the language of the Na’vi so I’m not going to try doing it, just in case I end up completely butchering it without meaning to.

— Y/N POV

I knew better than to be out by myself at these hours against my father’s orders. Even after already being grounded once for disobeying dad’s orders a few days ago for secretly following my brothers on a hunt, I don’t care if I get into more trouble for being out here right now. I’m the “black sheep” of the Sully family as some Sky-people would say from what I know of my dad’s home planet of Earth. I never had much training from my parents as I grew up so this caused me to learn from my siblings and train myself in secret behind everyone’s back. This has strained my relationship with my parents and it doesn’t help that dad has been harsh on Neteyam, Lo’ak, and I with raising us, further straining said relationship with him and mom.

Clearing my head, I let out a deep breath as I enjoy the very early morning Pandora air. I love how it’s always peaceful which is my favorite time of day to be by myself and where I can enjoy being me. Although, I’m not here to just enjoy the peace and quiet…i’m here to prove myself. I silently watch as a Thanator passes through the Pandora jungle brush while I slowly follow it from the treetops above the ground. The carnivorous beast stops for a moment as I ready my bow from my back and grab three arrows before readying them on the bow’s bowstring. The beast then jumps at a direhorse, killing it and began eating some of the meat from the direhorse. I readied the three arrow shot before I let the arrows fly. I grinned as they all met their target. The first two arrows went into the beasts legs, throwing it off balance before the third arrows pierced the side of the beast’s hide, throwing it to the ground on its side as it let out a roar of pain. I smile at the sight of my self-training paying off after needing to teach myself my skill set. I put my bow away onto my back as I approached the Thanator before drawing a knife I made years ago when I was 10 years old.

(The knife)

I came face to face with the beast and gave it a sign of respect before I grabbed its head to keep it still as I stabbed the Thonator in the top of the skull. I then used my knife to cut chunks of meat from the body of the dead carnivorous beast for food for my family and I also pulled out a few of the creature’s teeth to put on some bracelets I’m making for my siblings and parents. I love my family, even if they may not give me much attention. I only now realized that my family probably doesn’t even know that I’m out on my own without supervision or someone to watch my back. I sigh at the fact I’m so used to being in the background, I’m used to my family forgetting about me, not asking about me, or worrying about me too much unless I’m actually noticed. I’m usually the one babysitting Tuk while everyone else is busy, I sigh at knowing I’m just the one to be held back and not prepared. I quickly grab hold on the necklace my grandmother gave to me in secret that once belonged to my grandfather before he passed away and let a few tears roll down my face. Whenever I wear it, I always feel the presence of someone watching over me wherever I am which I like to believe is Grandpa watching over me with a smile on his face.

I wipe my face of my tears and shake my head to clear my mind as I finish up with the beast, leaving me with three full bags of meat and a pouch full of Thanator teeth. I’m happy with my work and I then whistle for my Ikran, Ro’nea or “Ghost” as I sometimes call her due to her fully pale white color. When I was young, Dad told me about things from when he was on Earth, these white things called “ghosts” were one of my favorite things he told me about and that’s where I gave her the nickname from. Ro’nea finds me and lands next to me as I attach the bags of meat to the harness I made for her. I rub her head and look at her left eye which still bears a red patchy scar going across it. I still remember the day when we crash landed after we bonded, resulting in that very scar on her eye and leaving me with a scar going from my right ear across my cheek to the side of my mouth. I still remember that day also because I had to tame my Ikran myself because my parents were too busy to help me at the time and I didn’t bond with her until only a few weeks ago which is why Ro’nea and I crash landed in the first place. I sigh when I realize that my family just doesn’t seem to care much for me. I get onto Ro’nea and we begin our journey home.

When I got back to the family Hometree, I saw my parents, Jake Sully and Neytiri; my brothers, Lo’ak and Neteyam; my sisters, Tuk and Kiri; were all still asleep. I looked out at the horizon and saw that the sun was halfway of coming up. I got to work on cooking breakfast for everyone using the meat I gathered earlier and put together a decent looking meal to me at least. I finished the preparations on the meals for everyone when I felt a wave of exhaustion hit me from everything in the last few hours. I’d rather get some sleep over facing the family questioning me about what I was doing up early and alone when I’m supposedly “inexperienced” and “incapable”. I went back outside the Hometree and I began to climb up the trunk to where I have a small area carved out that is a perfect secluded area for me to sleep. I got comfy in my spot and I drifted off to sleep. However, I failed to realize I still had drops of blood on my face and blood spots on my arms and torso from cutting the meat off the Thanator.

— 3rd Person POV

A few minutes after Y/N fell asleep, the rest of his family stirred awake from their night of sleep. Kiri and Neteyam were the first ones to wake up to the smelly aura of food in the home. After getting up from bed and reaching the table, the two oldest children were shocked at the spread of food of meat, fruit, soup, and drinks that were prepared to perfection in front of them. The noise of a crackle made them turn to outside where a small fire pit was smoldering after being used by Y/N to cook the meat. Out of the corner of their eyes, they spotted Y/N’s bloodied knife on a table to their left next to Y/N’s bow and the pouch of teeth. Lo’ak and Tuk were the next of the Sully family to wake up to the sweet smell of food, the two now excited to eat something delicious and yummy. Once they saw the food, the two looked to the oldest children to ask if they made the food.

Lo’ak: Morning Kiri. Morning, Nete. Who prepared breakfast?

Kiri and Neteyam both look at each other.

Kiri: I don’t know, however, I saw something over there.

Kiri gestures over to where the table with the bloody knife is. Lo’ak went over and spotted it immediately before grabbing it and inspecting it. He has never saw the knife before today and was amazed at the craftsmanship of said blade.

Lo’ak; Who’s knife is this? It’s still covered in blood.

Neteyam: I’ve only seen that blade one other time. I think it’s Y/N’s knife. So it was him that made breakfast. But…what was he doing up so early and why is his knife bloody? He knows he needs someone with him as he’s inexperienced and he doesn’t even have an Ikran yet!

Tuk: Where is Y/N?

The four siblings looked around the Hometree and didn’t find him. They looked towards their parents who were just waking up from their deep sleep. Jake was rubbing his eyes as he opened them and was greeted by the smell of food. Neytiri got up slowly and stretched her back before blinking a few times to clear her eyes.

Jake: What’s that smell? Who cooked breakfast?

Neytiri: -sniffs the aroma in the air- It smells like smoked Thanator meat, Yovo fruit, Fungus Soup, and milk. (I’m not sure what they have to drink in the Avatar universe so I’m going with milk as it seems like something they’d have.) Who made it?

Neteyam: We believe Y/N prepared it. However, there is something we need to talk about. Lo’ak, show Mom and Dad what we found.

Lo’ak turned around to reveal the bloodied knife was certainly a surprise to Jake and Neytiri. They quickly got up and rushed over to Lo’ak who still had the bloody knife in hand.

Jake: What the hell happened?! Is anyone hurt?!

Neytiri quickly checked all present children with zero results of finding injuries.

Kiri: Dad! Mom! We’re all fine. But that blade…That’s Y/N’s knife.

Jake and Neytiri both freeze at this revelation.

Neytiri: It’s Y/N’s!?! Where is he?!?

Neteyam says that he doesn’t know where the middle child of the Sully family is at. Both parents look at each other worriedly and ran out of the Hometree to find their missing son. Once outside, the children followed to find their brother. The family searches around when Tuk notices a small nook in the upper parts of the Hometree above them with what looked like a Na’vi tail poking out and she shows Kiri what she saw. Kiri sees what Tuk saw and climbed up to see what it was. She reached Y/N’s small carved out nook and frowned at the sight in front of her. It was her youngest brother alone in the nook as he was curled up in a ball and shaking. The fresh blood on his body that surprised Kiri a lot.

Kiri: I found him! He’s up here!

Y/N slowly stirs tiredly before rubbing his eye and blindly the sleepiness from his eyes only to be met with his older sister looking at him worriedly. He got up in shock which resulted in him banging his head on the roof of his small nook area.

Y/N: Ow.

Kiri: Y/N… Is everything all right?

Y/N: Yeah.. why do you ask?

Kiri: Well, Dad and Mom want to have a talk with you. I think it’s pretty serious considering we found your knife covered in blood and you still have blood on your body….

Y/N: Shit… I thought I washed it all off. -sighs- Let’s go see what they have in store for me.

The two siblings climb down from Y/N’s little nook in the upper branches and he is face to face with his mother and father. Jake is royally pissed at his son for disobeying orders for a second time while Neytiri is looking at her third oldest child with worry about what happened earlier in the morning. Jake turns around to the rest of Y/N’s siblings and tells them to go eat.

— Y/N POV

My siblings turned around to head back inside our home before Dad turned back to me with anger written all over his face. I honestly couldn’t give two shits about what he thinks when I barely get the time of day from him without needing to disobey his stupid orders to get his attention.

Jake: You got anything to say for yourself, soldier?

Y/N: What is there for me to say? I went out against your orders because I’m apparently “not experienced enough” to hunt or do anything besides help Kiri and watch Tuk when I need to. Apparently, I need to prove myself to you.

Jake: Watch your tone with me, Y/N! I am your father!!Why did you disobey direct orders?!

Y/N: Since have you even cared about how I feel with that shit?!? I’m practically fucking useless because of the limitations I’ve had throughout my life!! I have had zero training at all with hunting or being resourceful, the only experience I have that is being even remotely useful is helping as being a healer with Kiri when we go to learn from our grandmother! I’ve had to train myself how to handle my own shit which still is not good and is not enough around here at all!!!

I’m practically shaking with anger from my small outburst as my tail curled up im anger. Dad is taken aback at my outburst with how I felt. He then sighed at the sign that I had inherited his hot-headed temper and stubbornness as well at the fact that he knows I’m right. He hasn’t been there for me when I needed him most.

Jake: -sighs- I know, Y/N. But your time will come, I promise. In the mean time, you’re double-grounded because of your disobedience.

I roll my eyes angrily in annoyance at my father’s words of being grounded again even after already being grounded once and turn away from my parents as some tears form in my eyes. Mom hadn’t said a single word the whole time that Dad and I were arguing. She turned to Dad and squeezed his hand to signal to let her take over now and Jake nods to her. Mom then walks over to me as I now have a few tears going down my cheeks as she kneels down to my height. She pulls me into a hug as she shushed me to calm me down and whispers calming words into my ear. I let my tears fall for a few seconds before I turn around and hug her back as I silently lets the waterworks flow down. Dad looked absolutely heartbroken at the sight of me like this. He knows he messed up badly with how he brought me up, but he also knows that I am stronger than I look and better than what I let on. Mom is speechless at how broken I am from feeling practically useless.

Neytiri: Y/N, we love you and your brothers and sisters more than anything in life itself. We never meant for you to feel like this. We’re sorry.

Y/N: I-I know, Mom. I k-know.

Neytiri: Come on. Let’s just go eat the amazing breakfast you prepared.

Y/N: Alright, I just w-want to have a word with D-dad before I go in.

Neytiri: Of course, my son.

Mom let go of me and went inside our home before I look back up to Dad after I quickly composed myself.

Y/N: Dad.

Jake: Yes, son?

Y/N: You do know that I love you regardless of whatever happens, right?

Jake: I do, Y/N. I want you to know that no matter what I still love you too. I know I don’t say it enough.

Y/N: But…..you need to think about how you treat your children. You treat Neteyam, Lo’ak, and I like we’re soldiers in a military squad. I can’t do anything like in a squad and I don’t deserve the stupid treatment you give me. The same goes for the shitty way you go with Neteyam and Lo’ak. This is a family, not a squad. And you’re our father, not our drill instructor. This will end up with consequences that you won’t want to happen if it continues. You could end up driving one of us away from the family.

Dad gives me a look of shock and a bit of fear from what I just said to him. I know how much he cares about all of us and he doesn’t want to lose any of us. I really didn’t want to have to say something like that, but things have gotten to the breaking point that I just let it slip without any thought. I just stare at my father while he sees that I’m serious about what I said and I walk past him without a second thought back into our home. I walk towards the table where the rest of my family is sitting down and talking about whatever when I feel something grab my leg making me look down. I look down and see Tuk giving me a hug around my right leg.

Tuk: Thank you for the breakfast, Y/N.

I laugh at her cuteness and rub her head.

Y/N: Of course, Tuk.

She pulls away from my leg and opens her arms which makes me laugh. I nod to what she wants me to do. and get down on one knee to give her a full hug. I continue to hug her as i pick her up and jokingly spin around with Tuk still in my in my arms as she giggles at my antics. This is one of her favorite things to do with me. I always treasure the bond I share with my youngest sibling, Tuk. She’s a ray of sunshine in my dark times while I’m her rock in her troublesome times. I put her down with both of us laughing and she runs back to the table of food. I get up from my knee and see the rest of my family smiling at me. I smile back at them and go to sit at the table with them. I grab the lone empty seat that was between Kiri and Neteyam and grabbed a plate of meat and fruit as well as a bowl of the soup. My three older siblings give me different looks written on their faces because they heard what I said to Dad, with Lo’ak looking at me with face of surprise at what I said to Dad, Kiri giving me a look saying “I’m here for you if you need someone to talk with, little brother.” and Neteyam gave me a look of understanding as he understood how I felt from Dad being harsh on us. I shrug it off as I know things will probably just stay the same and I’m at my point where I just don’t give a single fuck about it anymore. I start to eat some Yovo fruit as I quietly look around at the family talking with one another without anyone paying me any mind while we all are and talked.

I roll my eyes at the usual occurrence that I’ve become accustomed to and shake my head dismissively with my ears going flat against my head. I stop eating as I lost my appetite at the shitshow that happened last between me and Dad before I get up and leave the table without anyone noticing. I head to the hammocks that all of the family members sleep in before I climb into the one that’s mine and pull out a small journal out of my pillow where I hide said journal. I found this old journal while I was out scavenging alone one day and stumbled upon an old Sky-people base that had not been raided. Anyways, I open my journal and grab the pencil I keep with it before I start writing into my journal. I write down how well my training is going to myself and what I can improve on. I fail to notice Lo’ak look over to see me in my hammock when he was going to ask me how I learned to expertly make the food when he saw I was no longer at the table.

— 3RD PERSON POV

Neteyam went to ask Lo’ak something when he saw his younger brother looking away from the table. Neteyam then looks over to where Lo’ak is looking to see Y/N writing in a small journal before the alone Na’vi boy closed the journal and put it back into his pillow. Y/N then fluffed the pillow before rolling over and trying to go to back to sleep due to being very tired and overwhelmed from what happened earlier. The two Na’vi boys at the table just frown at the sight of their brother looking sad and miserable. Kiri had tried asking Neteyam about something when she saw her brother looking away from the table. Kiri then saw her younger brother in his hammock. She frowns at the sight and just looks down at the table sadly at the sight of her brother being broken. Jake and Neytiri silently watched the whole thing that happened with their son going to his hammock. Jake knows that he fucked up big time with Y/N while Neytiri just wondered where they went wrong with their son.

To be continued…

This is my first time posting onto Tumblr so I hope people enjoyed this small post I created with the thought I came up with for it. I plan on making more parts, but this is part one. Like I said, I hope whoever read this enjoyed the post.

#jake sully #neytiri #avatar x male reader #avatar the way of water #avatar imagine #avatar kiri #lo’ak #tuk sully #neteyam #atwow x reader #atwow x you

[thaliathewriter]

Sully’s Stick Together

summary : You and your twin refuse to leave your siblings behind when they're in danger (Neteyam x twin! reader) (sully! reader) (platonic)

warnings: slight angst, fluff

some scenes alternated from the actual movie

I hope you guys enjoy <3

You were flying on your ikran with your parents and twin when you heard Lo’ak’s voice in your transmitter trying to contact your dad. They were at the old shack and in danger.

Your eyes widened when you heard Lo’ak say Tuk was with them. You could see Neteyam shake his head at his younger brother's words. You flew closer to him “Isn’t this the second time this week we had to save him?” you try and joke “That skxawng will never learn will he” he replies.

You all landed in a clear spot near the old shack, your father told you both to stay back, you both argued but the look on his face made you shut up.

You turned and hopped back on your ikran, you saw Neteyam wasn’t moving and just watching your parents disappear into the forest, you knew that look “Nete come on you heard what dad said” irritation in your voice.

He turned to you “You really think I’m going to leave, (y/n) our siblings are out there in danger, Tuk is with them.”

He knew how protective you were of Tuk, of course you didn’t want to leave but your father told you to. You were torn between listening to my father and helping your siblings. Neteyam saw how hard you were thinking, “Come on (y/n) you don’t always have to be the golden child” he smirked and extended his hand to you.

“Says the golden boy himself,” you said while swatting his hand away. You groaned hopped off your ikran and grabbed your bow “fine come on let's go” you both ran in the direction your parents went in.

Your ears twitched when you heard your mothers calls and you could tell you were getting closer to them. “Let's split up, I’ll go towards mom and you take the other side, don't try to make that much noise okay. We’re just getting our siblings and leaving, leave the killing to dad and mom.” you instructed, he nodded in response.

You grabbed his arm and he turned to you “And be careful okay?” You said. You always got nervous when you’d both be on missions. He smiled and took one of his hands to the back of your head and kissed your forehead “I will, stay safe little sister.” you smiled and nodded, he always had to remind you that he was the older one.

With that you both went your separate ways. You saw your mother hiding behind a large tree. You got angry at the scene in front of you, your siblings were being held by their braids by other na’vi? No, you knew better, they had sky people clothing, they were avatars.

You heard Kiri’s voice, she knew your mom was in the tree, one of the avatars told her to shut up and pushed Kiri slightly away, that's when an arrow shot him right in his face. Kiri got loose and immediately ran away. Kiri saw you and ran towards you “(y/n) I can’t find spider,” anxiety and concern in her tone, “It’s okay, it’s okay” you say while checking her body for any injuries.

“I’m fine (y/n), we should go look for Tuk, I saw her go that way” Kiri takes your hand and runs in the direction she saw Tuk go in. Your ears twitch when you heard a fimlioar scream, ‘Tuk’ you thought, you pulled Kiri in the direction of Tuk’s scream.

You saw Tuk with one of the avatar’s, Tuk hissed at them, you took out your bow and aimed an arrow at the avatar's head. The Avatar lunged at Tuk trying to grab her, not before you shot the Avatar right between their eyes. Tuk screamed, “Tuk it's okay, come here” you and Kiri came out of the bushes.

As soon as Tuk saw you she ran into your arms, you picked her up, and she hid her face in your chest. Tuk was shaking “it’s okay Tuk, you’re okay” you said placing your hand on her head brushing her hair back trying to calm her down.

‘Thank you great mother’ you said a silent prayer to Eywa in your head. You could hear more Avatar coming, “Kiri come on let's go” you said taking her hand. You ran back to where you left your ikran, you ran into your mother on the way.

Neytiri looked at you “I thought your father and I told you and your brother to stay back” she said not happy with your disobedience. “And I thought Sully’s stick together” you shot back at her. Neytiri’s gaze softens by your words.

Neytiri looks at Tuk in your arms and realizes the reality of the situation, she could have lost her children. Neytiri pulled Kiri along with you and Tuk into a hug and kissed each of your heads, she looked at all of you “Let’s go find your father and brothers” she instructed, she took Tuk from you and hopped on her ikran.

You nodded and got on your ikran pulling Kiri on with you. As you took off Neytiri stared at you and smiled softly at the thought that came to her ‘definitely a Sully’

#avatar way of water #avatar 2 #sully #neteyam sully #jake sully #neytiri sully #lo'ak sully #kiri sully #tuktirey sully #sully! reader #fluff #angst

[neteyamyawne]

Hi, lovely! Would you be willing to write an angst Jake x Na'vi!Reader set during WOW? Maybe she's pregnant with their fifth and gets injured during the final battle?

🪷 — Nisoaia

୭ ˚. Pairing : JakeSully x fem!Navi!reader

୭ ˚. Summary : After moving to Awa'atlu, Quaritch still didn't leave the Sully's alone, hunting them down just when you are pregnant with your new babe.

୭ ˚. Warning : angst, burning , gunfire, pregnancy , being shot, blood, fluff end

୭ ˚. Word count : 2.6k not proof read

୭ ˚. Note : "word" - dialogue

୭ ˚. Glossary : [Y/i/n] - your ikran name, [Tawtute] - sky people/humans.

He was back, again, we left the forest for this and he still came back, the worst possible outcome were reeling through my mind, the tawtute burning other clans for information and lo'ak bonding with payakan on top of it makes me wanna bang my head against a wall, Jake got upset with him, everything has been a complete and utter mess right now, but Ronal took some tension off me letting me know that it was all fine as tonowari was really upset with lo'ak as well but he had forgiven him but just wants lo'ak to be careful next time, Ronal and me became good friends after a while, first we weren't as close but as her's and my pregnancy progressed we kept everything aside and started anew, she helped me through everything as did i helped her, we weren't so far apart in our pregnancies either, mostly spending our time with each other.

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My heart broke as i saw scene before me, Ronal hugged her now dead spirit sister and her babe that was killed with her, tonowari just floated beside her comforting her, i leaned onto Jake, tears escaping my own eyes and buried my head into his shoulder while he rubbed my thigh, Jake had tears of his own but held back, this was happening because of him, quatrich was after him and would go to any level to get to him, he took my hand in his own rubbing his thumb down my knuckles, he swam forward to take a look around the tulkun that's when he saw the tracker, blinking away…

Everyone gathered in the war tent, screaming and crying out for the loss of the spirit sister of their tsahik, i stood besides Jake, he was trying his best to make them understand that going to war won't do them any good and could be catastrophic but they weren't in the state of mind to understand as Ronal came forward "you live with us and still do not understand our way!" I walked in front of Jake stopping her from doing anything, he looked around at the enraged people and said the next best thing he could think of "listen to me! You want the tulkuns safe? Then go tell them that if they see this shot at them then let me know, i will come and deactivate it" everyone looked at eachother, hesitation evident in the air and i spoke "go, tell them, tell them to be safe" all of them nodded giving one look at their leaders before sprinting towards the sea to inform their spirit brothers and sisters, i sigh, Jake came down from the elevated rock standing besides me as he slipped his arm across my waist, tonowari and Ronal still stood in front of us, we gave them our condolence and apology and walked out.

I sat near the fire watching it crackle and pop every now and then, Jake sat next to me his hands brushing up and down my back when lo'ak's voice cracked into my ear piece and i looked at my mate with wide eyes and i heard lo'ak say "dad, a tulkun is marked, we are near the three brothers rock, trying to take out the tracker" worry filled me as i spoke "who are with you?", "Everyone, even tsireya and ao'nung" with that we bolted towards ronal's and tonowari's mauri "get out of there, stay back! We are coming" i say as we burst through their mauri opening and Jake started "quick the kids are in danger, your kids are there as well, c'mon we have to go" they both go to work and i turned around and ran with Jake to our mauri to pick up our weapons, picking up my bow and arrows i send a prayer for protection to eywa but Jake stopped me putting a hand on my swollen stomach "you should stay ba-" before he could finish i said "my kids are in danger jake, i won't sit back!" He just nodded knowing full well there was no debating this, we walked out and i call for my ikran and Jake climbed on his tsurak.

Flying above the metkayina soldiers, i looked at the demon ship as they held lo'ak , tuk and tsireya hostage near the railing, my blood boiled all i wanted was to kill that demon again, i killed him once i can kill him again, i was about to dive down when a voice rang, that cold dreadful voice which i never wanted to hear ever again " if you want your son alive then come here, Alone, Jake sully, I'm sure you wouldnt want that to happen would'ya?" His chuckle made me nauseous, he had a gun pointed to lo'ak's head and another one of the demons had gun pointed towards tsireya as well, i saw Jake hesitate to lower his gun but did it anyways and slowly floated forward, he's gonna give himself up, without wasting another minute i flied forward silently hovering above the ship, seeing my chance to swoop in, i didn't have to wait fo too long as payakan burst out slamming onto the ship tilting it down and taking my chance i dived down shooting down any remaining soldiers with my arrows, i saw some machines break the water surface and i immediately turned around and tried to shoot them, some demons inside the ships were killed but some escaped beneath the water, dropping onto one of the decks on the other side of the ship, disconnecting the bond, i slowly walked inside, tip toeing my way in, two soldiers ran inn and i shot one of them down the other looked around bewildered shooting his gun blindly but not long enough before he was dead too…

On the opposite side neteyam got up on the deck cutting through the cuffs as he freed tsireya and tuk finally getting to lo'ak, he chuckled bending down ruffling his brothers hair "who's my mighty warrior?" Lo'ak just rolled his eyes, his brother pulled him towards the edge so they can dive inn but lo'ak stopped turning around "we have to save spider!" Neteyam hesitated but caved inn following behind him, taking spider from the lab, silently they walked towards to moon pool, dropping down and immediately attacking the nearest humans they ran towards the pool but fell back as gunfire rang, lo'ak took down one of the soldiers picking his gun pointing in different directions, neteyam just rolled his eyes taking the gun from him scoffing, lo'ak groaned but stayed behind neteyam as he shot the men in front of him "GO! go! Now!" He yelled at them, lo'ak and spider dived in the pool leaving neteyam behind, the bullets ran out from his gun without thinking he ran forward and fell into the pool…

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I ran forward diving inn as those demons shoot me from the ship, i felt a pain zap through my right shoulder, swimming away the best i could i broke the water surface taking inn deep breaths, looking around as i saw y/i/n, calling out to him/her and mounting with much difficulty i took flight.

Getting down onto were most of my family stood, a body was lying on it, my heart stopped and i forgot my pain in that moment as i stumbled from my ikran, my eyes only trying to focus on that body as i fell to the ground beside it, neteyam Lying there unmoving, the world stopped as a blood curdling scream left my throat, the pain was taking over me as i pulled him to me, but my limbs fail me and i fell on my back, black spots appearing in my vision.

Jake held me and put pressure on my wound as blood poured out of my shoulder, the bullet was still embedded inside and it felt like my shoulder was on fire, he flipped me over checking my back "it's okay, it's okay, stay with me, don't close your eyes baby, look at me"  everything was getting blurry as i fought to keep my eyes open, focusing on Jake i felt someone take my hand "mom please don't close your eyes" lo'ak gasped out, there was movement a lot of movement, i felt my body being picked up, the strain against my shoulder too great as i screamed, trying to muffle myself but failing miserably, i don't know what was going on but i kept my eyes open, i felt someone speak the voice was familiar maybe it was Ronal? How much time has passed? but my brain didn't decipher it for me but the person that voice came from digged a finger into the bullet hole nimbly removing the bullet while i screamed, something wet and sticky was applied to it as it stung the entirety time, i gasped for air, i already had a gash running down my chest due to those demons on the ship and i fell unconscious, i fluttered my eyes open my, eyesight somewhat clear as i shot up, looking around Jake sat besides me pulling me into a hug, he puts both his hands on my cheeks as he says "you have to stay strong, look at me, breath! Breath! Strong heart" patting my chest, my thoughts were only on neteyam, i looked at him but he wasn't there, i looked at Jake confused he was there before what was happening? My heart was being crushed second by second and Jake just shook his head, i didn't want to believe it but i gathered whatever strength that was left in me as i looked at the dying sunset, i felt the bandages on my shoulder and torso shift and sting but didn't care, all i could see right now is red, blood red, blood of only one person..

I jumped down my ikran, gently rolling down shooting down any soldiers in sight, hitting and ripping anyone in sight i made my way forward,it was a while before i got to the other side of the port deck that connected to the moon pool were that bastard kept my girls locked, my vision becoming red by second as i waited for my chance to pounce, i saw spider crawling from another side, he Haven't noticed me yet and i knew what i had to do as i waited for the opportunity, Jake stood there tuk was  near the ship with tsireya, while quaritch held a knife to kiri's throat and i did not hesitate to jump out of my hiding place, grabbing spider in one swipe as i brought my own knife to his throat and looked at the father of the boy i was holding "a son for a son" and hissed at him, he just chuckled dryly "he's nothing to me, he's not my son" and i tilted my head,  bringing the knife in my hand even closer to his neck drawing blood now, kiri screamed but was silenced as quaritch tugged at her braid, i knew what i had to do "is that so?" I said bringing my knife up with a yell as I brought it down just inches away from spider's chest. He yelled to stop,  a smirk forming on my face as he lets kiri go "let him go now!" I did as he said, not turning my back on him. I backed out towards kiri , tuk, i turned around for Jake but i saw him talking with that demon "ma' Jake!" But he didn't turn back and the only thing i heard him say was "let's get this done" as he dived for quaritch and fought tooth and nail, pivoting i ushered kiri and tuk sending a prayer to eywa for Jake, we got to a shallow part of the ship, i put tuk in front of me but before i can see her foot slip and i caught her but her hand slipped from mine due to the force of water, i got in with her, as we both fell in a cabin like square i hissed pressing myself into the wall putting my hands on the bump of my stomach, this was taking a toll on me but i got back on my feet as i called for tuk, i heard her voice calling back treading forward i saw her smaller figure swimming to me, holding her in my arms i kissed her head and told her to go forward, tumbling through doors and rooms we were now trapped in this tunnel like area with no exit, i sigh taking deep breath to calm myself and pulling tuk closer to me, she buried her head in my neck with a muffled "mom I'm scared" my heart broke but i was scared too for her, for Jake, for myself, rubbing her back i said "shh it's gonna be okay, we're gonna be fine! Okay? Just calm down and breathe slowly, with me, sweetheart" i tried my best but the water was filling in, pulling tuk as much as i can towards me, i chanted a prayer to eywa, we stood there for a while, the space to breath was getting smaller and smaller just when i lost all hope to get out a shimmering light flooded the now dark way, i saw small luminous fishes swam towards us and saw kiri's head pop in, swimming towards us i gave her the biggest hug i could muster, giving me the creature that helped to breath underwater we all swam towards the exit, finally coming out of the ship floating upward and breaking the water, i looked around everywhere until i saw payakan with Jake and lo'ak on his fin, i couldn't help as i called out "Ma' Jake! Ma' Jake" his eyes turned towards us, pulling me into him as I hugged him tightly. We all hugged each other finally everything was over…..or was it? 

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I sat beside neteyam his breathing even, he was shot in his arm but due to blood loss he went unconscious, when i arrived at the rock i passed out thinking he died, everyone in that moment thought he died as well when tsireya took him back to the healing mauri while Ronal came around to patch me up, i had lost a significant amount of blood as well but adrenaline kept me awake for so long, the moment we touched the beach i fell into Jake's arms and was brought to the healers tent, now everyone was fine, neteyam was fine, my family was fine, i sigh as i brush the stray hairs from 'teyam's face to the sides, i opted to stay by his side as Jake went to talk to Ronal and tonowari about our departure so we won't be threat to them anymore, i was startled when i felt a presence next to me, Jake chuckled leaning in and kissing my cheek his arm automatically wrapping around my back and stomach, i leaned onto his chest looking up at him i asked "what did they say? When are we moving?" He just smiled shaking his head " we aren't going anywhere, they have decided to give us the permission to live here as long as we want" my eyes widened but felt happy they have finally accepted us, sighing i just nodding, he kissed my forehead once more, Happiness is simple it's in small things that you think won't mean much, but those moments are the ones that get you through life…..

A/n : i didn't want to kill neteyam but i had to make it seem as if he died 😂 sorry for that, he is safe and sound until quaritch decides he needs to come back 😂 i think the requests are over so if anyone wants to request please do 💚

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[brebreluvslove]

Love us too (neteyam/lo’ak x reader) 🧸 Part 1

notes; this is very rushed but tell me if you guys like this cause it’s gonna me a multiple part story. The characters will be aged up my a year or two for the story 💁🏾‍♀️

warnings; jealousy, some blood

characters; neteyam, lo’ak

𖤍 Love us too 𖤍

Jake Sully had stumbled across (Y/N) when she was only 7 years old. She wasn’t like the other Na’vi children, her skin was a shade of deep blue mixed with violet. The stripes along her body slightly darker than normal. When he brought her to Ney’tiri she immediately sensed this girl was different and convinced Jake to let her stay with them. Practically raised her as their own. (Y/N) was the same age as Lo’ak and Kiri and younger than Neteyam by a year. When Jake had first introduced (Y/N) to his children they were scared of her at first but as the years went by they began to trust her. The Sully brothers took an interest in her not like their sisters. ~ years later ~

The Omatikaya clan was on route to raid and destroy some of the sky people's supplies that were endangering their home somewhere deep in Pandora's forest. When Ney'tiri flew up next to Jake, yelling to the other Na'vis who were following them, Jake was leading the group of them on Banshees up in the air while brandishing a gun. The four of them flew across some of the smaller mountains before arriving at a man-made railway that had a train traveling on it that was painted yellow. Although there were two Aerospatiale SA-2 Samson aircraft flying on either side of the train to provide protection, the Na'vi still attacked.

"Ground team go!" Jake gave orders by pressing on the communication link around his neck as he talked while keeping his eyes on the foe. The train abruptly detonated some train tracks in front of it, causing it to swerve and scrape against the metal, igniting dazzling sparks as the ground group moved forward on their direhorses. The train ended up going off the now-broken tracks, causing it to break apart and flip over, triggering many additional explosions as all the sections were now divided by the explosion, which threw everything out of balance as the aircrafts had flown off course. Jake recognized an opportunity to strike and ordered his Banshee to descend directly onto the tools of the people in the skies. He let out a battle cry before firing his gun at one of the aircraft, causing it to catch fire and crash to the ground. Ney'tiri called out with a yip, pointed her Banshee at the remaining aircraft, prepared her bow and arrow, and then pulled it back to shoot. She yelled, releasing the arrow, which struck the sky guy inside the aircraft and killed him. She flipped the transport over with her Banshee and aimed again before releasing it to hit the pilot of the aircraft. She yipped as the aircraft slammed into the ground. Ney'tiri raised her arms in response to the collective loud yelps of the Na'vi on the direhorses as they cheered the action. All of the Na'vi who were present at this point fell to the ground and began gathering the weapons from the containers that were there. As Jake puts his hand on his communication device to resume speaking, he is standing on some explosion debris "Move along! Two minutes, people!" Three Banshees were hovering and observing the raid close above the scene in the sky.

The first banshee was Neteyam’s, second one Lo’ak’s and the third (Y/N)’s. They watch the raid happen from above as instructed by Jake. “ Guys we should go down there!” Lo’ak stated earning a disapproving look from Neteyam. “No dad told us to spot…” Neteyam paused and looked at (Y/N) and back at Lo’ak.

“…plus we have (Y/N) with us. Dad would skin us!” Neteyam explained. Lo’ak just laughed and looked at (Y/N) cockily. “Come on bro don’t be a wuss!” Lo’ak yipped as he flew down to the action causing (Y/N) to follow. Neteyam let out a sigh of annoyance as he followed as well. The minute they got on the ground Lo’ak called out to them “come on let’s go!”. (Y/N) began to follow causing Neteyam to grab her arm firmly so she wouldn’t end up getting in trouble with his idiotic brother of his. Lo’ak was handed a gun and some ammunition to load it. “ You don’t even know how to use that thing…” Neteyam commented. Lo’ak just clicked in the amo and look at (Y/N) with a proud look. Neteyam saw the act and just rolled his eyes. “Dad taught me!” Lo’ak said with a smirk. (Y/N) just laughed at his antics and then they heard someone yell.

“PULL BACK PULL BACK!!” As they started to move a bomb was dropped cause the all three of them to go flying in different directions. Jake saw this happen and flew down instantly. “It’s okay, you’re okay…” He said to calm Lo’ak down. He then realized he didn’t see (Y/N) or Neteyam. “Where’s your brother and (Y/N)!?” Jake asked shakily as he stared at Lo’ak.

“Over there!!” Lo’ak screamed as he got up and started to run towards them. Neteyam was supporting (Y/N) on one side because her leg was injured. Guilt covered Lo’ak’s face as he helped his brother support her.

~ at the camp ~ Neteyam got off his banshee and carefully pulled you off of yours as well as he saw his father approaching him. Lo’ak was next to him as well, they share a looking knowing they’re gonna get their asses handed to them in a couple seconds. “I let you go to raid and you disobey direct orders!” Jake bellows at the two boys. He glances at you still leaning on your banshee.

“And you put the one person in danger I told you to protect…” Jake continued. “Sir I take full responsibility…” Neteyam started before he gets interrupted by his dad.

“Yeah you should your the older brother you need to start acting like it…” Jake states firmly.

“Make sure she gets fixed up…” Jake orders looking at (Y/N). “…yes sir.” Neteyam obeys taking you to Mo’at for some healing remedies. Lo’ak and Jake are still there. Lo’ak having hundreds of thoughts rushing through his head.

“You could have gotten (Y/N) killed you know that?” Jake questions knowing his son already knows the answer. A guilty look takes over Lo’ak’s face as he realizes the danger he put his best friend in. “Your grounded and no flying for a month…” Jake stated as he began to walk away.

Lo’ak felt terrible for putting the girl he cared so much about in danger. It was still running in his kind the risk he put her in. At that moment he started to realize that he didn’t just care for her he loved her with all his heart. She always was in his mind but he never truly looked at his feelings before. But the one thing Lo’ak didn’t know was the exact same thoughts were running through Neteyam’s head as well…

notes; this took me way too long but the next part should be coming in the next to days and it will be longer don’t worry 😌

#avatar the way of water #avatar #neteyam #neteyam x reader #lo'ak x reader #loak x reader #lo’ak sully

[buckybarnesss]

We always talk about super serious shit. Do you have any headcanons that are based on absolutely nothing and are light-hearted?

I think Derek is left-handed. Why? Idk, it's just what is in my heart.

sharing our inconsequential headcanons yes please

scott and stiles are each other's first kiss. they don't talk about it.

corrine was supposed to have killed peter but ended up fucking him instead. truly a fuck around and find out.

laura looked more like their dad, cora looks the most like talia but it's derek that has her eyes. peter would never admit to having feelings about that.

talia and duecalion totally fucked

maybe not exactly a happy headcanon but after allison died lydia kept one of her bows and the sweater she'd left at her house, stiles has her ring knives and scott has a small box in his closet still full of the notes they passed and arrow heads she'd left in his room.

peter would pay laura, cora and derek to lie for him. never big lies. ones like if a woman came to the house looking for "that peter hale" than he'd send them out to deflect them off. the more dramatic the more they'd get paid. cora was the best at it.

cora, laura and derek's father is from whatever south american country cora fled to and she's been living with that side of the family.

derek still owns the place he and laura lived at in new york.

claudia stilinski couldn't cook very well early her and noah's marriage. noah still can't eat meatloaf.

claudia and natalie were best friends in high school but after they drifted apart but when claudia was sick natalie visited as much as she could.

the upstairs of loft is basically a library where derek (and peter) collected the books they recovered from the hale house.

derek gave stiles the keys to the loft before he parted ways in mexico. derek said it was so they could access the small library if needed but really derek wanted to assure stiles he'd be back eventually. derek trusting stiles to look after his place while he was gone. stiles had Feelings about it.

speaking of derek and stiles. texting. all the time. it's embarrassing.

eli shares laura's birthday.

i have like a billon of these.

#my blog #thoughts on teen wolf #teen wolf #sterek #i suppose

[a-french-coconut]

Part 1 (Will Solace)

Will's dad, Apollo, is the god of a lot of things.

Music, archery, poetry, masculine beauty, knowledge, arts, medicine, sun, light, prophecy, logic and the list goes on.

He has mostly inherited the healing part with some musical and light abilities like his supersonic wisthle and light tricks. He's not good with bows and arrows, he is average with any instruments or singing, does not have prophetic dreams and does not have the same artistic sensibility as his siblings.

He deems himself a healer and only a healer (Aren't you cute ? Trying to deny my very existence ?). His role on the battlefield is not to shed blood but to prevent it from happening. His hands are made for knitting skin back together and glow golden when he sings hymns to his father (oh but they could do so much more...) .

"Shut up".

Will is really happy he's alone right now. Even for demigods, talking to no one is strange. Granted, being alone when he is deep in the woods with no weapon and maybe a little lost is not the best situation he's ever been in, but it is the one he prefers when she decides to invade his mind again.

"I don't understand why you keep trying to convince me."

(Well, there is not much to do except bothering you Will. And who knows ? One day your patience will be running thin and that day...)

"Not happening."

(Ugh, can you at least get me out of your mind ?)

He hesitates. As good as it sounds to have her out of him, he is still wary of letting her roam free. Last time he lost control...

(Oh Will, there is nothing of interest here.)

He is still hesitating, his control slips a little and he feels her getting out, materialising in front of him.

Should any dryad melt from their tree at this instant, they would see a tall blond boy looking sternly at a little girl.

"Gods I had forgotten my Lord's touch on my skin ! How much time did you keep me prisoner in your mind ?" asks the girl basking in the sun.

"Ten years, more or less." Will answers curtly, advancing deeper in the woods. It's not wise but he is not going to take the chance of meeting a camper and explaining why he is talking to a five years old girl.

"I remember when you were five ! Such a cute little child, bright blue eyes, golden locks... well you didn't change that much."

"Just go wander in the woods or something. I didn't let you out of my mind just for you to stay with me."

"As you command."

She disappears quickly, enjoying her short liberty.

Once again alone, Will sits behind a tree and close his eyes, enjoying this rare moment of silence. She had been with him ever since he created her when he was five. Every little child has his imaginary friend that vanish as they grow out of childhood. Except Will's friend who just wormed a place in his mind and became tangible. Her name is Raz. He still loves Rapunzel as much as when he was a kid.

But where Rapunzel heals with her hair, Raz wilts with a touch of her hand.

See, Apollo is the god of many good things but he is a pharmakon, both healer and destroyer. As he is the one who heals, he is also the one who strikes sickness and plague.

And maybe that Will isn't just a healer. Maybe he's a little more than that. Maybe he is as his father is, medicine in one hand and poison in the other.

He doesn't exactly know how it works but he thinks that Raz is the physical representation of his plague powers. When she walks the earth, Will doesn't feel that part of him anymore. Maybe he could do the same with his healing powers ? Manifest them in a human form or something else.

Well for that he'll have to remember how he created Raz in the first place. It surely has to do with what happened after she appeared for the first time but Will isn't very fond of remembering what happened that night.

Giving pneumonia to his very mortal uncle, almost killing him in the process, because he let Raz "have fun" is not something he thinks about with a smile on his face.

Especially when she won't explain why she did it. Since then, Kaz mostly stayed in Will's mind without too much complaints.

He always wondered if his uncle did something to him or those he cares about. It's the only explanation he has. That or he is a sociopath who lashed out under the form of a little girl a deadly sickness on his uncle for fun.

He is going to stick to the former hypothesis.

There have been times where Raz begged him to unleash her if not without restraints, at least through him and he refused, scared of what she would do, of what he would do.

When Lee's head was caved in.

When his siblings died one by one in Manhattan.

Could he have save them ?

Better not dwell on what ifs too long.

Point is, Raz is an everlasting reminder of the monster inside him, a wretched creature who could kill anyone with a simple touch.

He is afraid of her, he is afraid of himself .

Will hears branch snapping and the crunching sound of someone walking on leaves. Raz must have gotten bored.

He sighes, goodbye beloved peace, you will be missed, and gets up. The sun is setting and if he doesn't get back quickly, he'll have to run from the harpies again. He does not want to run right now.

Raz still haven't show her face.

"Come on I know you're there, I heard you."

More rustling but still no little girl.

"Please Raz, I have to get back-"

His words die when from the bushes emerge a hellhound as big as Mrs O'Leary but definitely not as cute as her.

Running doesn't so bad after all.

Branches slap him in the face as he runs in what he thinks is the general direction of Camp. He just have to reach the border and Peleus will protect him. He just need to outpace the hellhound until then, not attract any other monsters on the way back and find Raz.

He hears the growling beast getting closer and forces his legs to go even faster. He'll have to thank his father for beating the god of speed at racing and passing him those godly genes.

Raz, I don't where you are but you need to come back right now !

He never tried contacting her by telepathy before, never wanted to, but this a desperate situation that requires a desperate solution. It's not that he particularly want to hear her whispering in his head again but Will has come to learn that he can't ignore her for too long without feeling like there's a hole, a void waiting to be fill again. It's very hard to function when your very being is incomplete.

A branch hits him hard in the face, causing to fall on the ground. Demigods reflexes mixed with years of training save his life, Will shifting just in time for the hellhound to claw the ground he was laying on a second ago.

A well-aimed kick in the ribs allows him a few more seconds to get up but there isn't time to flee. Here he is, the woods getting darker and darker, battling a monster without weapon because he evidently inherited the logic side of his dad.

As Will readies himself to dodge, the hellhound stars to whimper and blood erupts from his eyes and nose until he is covered in the red liquid. The beast gives one last painful cry before exploding in golden dust.

Behind him stand a proud and smiling Raz, eyes glowing green and tendrils of dark smoke swirling around her.

The way the creature suffered... Will shivers.

He really really does not like that part of himself. He is meant to heal not to butcher.

(Raz's smile disappears, sadness glaze her eyes now a normal brown and with a flick of the wrist, the smoke evaporates.)

Without a word, she goes back to Will's mind, nesting herself in a corner and doesn't utter a word.

Will just shrugs and hastily return to his cabin.

(Do you hate me Will ?)

Her voice is small, insecure, not the arrogant and easygoing one he is used to. The question makes him freeze in his bed.

Does he hates himself ?

"No." he murmurs in the silence of Cabin 7.

There's a legend that says that no lie can be pronounced within walls of the one who does not lie.

Will used to believe it until now.

part 2, 3 and 4 posted !

#will solace has plague powers #plague will #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #will solace

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Way Down We Go (Part 2)

Summary: Y/N and Daryl follow a dead end that leads them to wash up on the shores of France. While their daughter takes an impromptu trip to the big city, in hopes of saving her childhood friend. Warning: cannon typical violence and Dead City/Walking Dead/Daryl Dixon spoilers.

Part 1

“Where ya rushin’ off to?” Bryan smirks, his knife held at Y/N’s throat.

He seemed like an alright guy when they first started traveling with his group. Not so much now.

“We don’t want no trouble. Just lookin’ for our friends.” Daryl says, calmly. His crossbow is aimed, poised and ready, he might make the shot. But he won’t risk it, not with her standing right there.

“I thought we were friends, pretty.” He cooes, into Y/N’s ear.

Friends don’t creep around each other’s tents in the middle of the night to spy on them. “We appreciate your hospitality, but we really need to keep moving.” Y/N tells him.

“No.” The man shakes his head. “Take off your shoes. Stay a while.”

Daryl keeps his eyes trained on his mark. “I don’t think so.”

“It’s a real shame it had to end this way.” The other man clicks his tongue. “I really did like ya.”

“Please, just let us go.” Y/N pleads.

“Tell your boyfriend to drop his bow.” The man demands. “Then we’ll talk about this. I’m sure you can be very persuasive.”

Y/N huffs, “he’s not my boyfriend.” Stomping down on his foot as her elbow lands in his gut. Knocking the wind from him.

Bryan loses his balance and the knife comes down, slicing her leg in the process.

“Get ta tha boat.” Daryl says, holding Bryan at the point of his arrow.

They need to be out of here before his real friends show up.

“Bon Voyage, asshole.” Y/N growls, pulling herself upright.

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They leave the girl, Ginny, back at Hilltop. She’ll be safe there. She doesn’t speak, not since her father was killed, Negan took her in.

Then Maggie, Carol, Negan and Sophie high tail it up towards Manhattan. Stealing a guy’s boat and taking him hostage to sail it. Turns out, he’s one of those Marshals, looking for Negan. Together they broach the entrance of the dead city.

“Never thought I’d get this close to seeing Lady Liberty in the flesh.” Negan huffs, staring out at the ruins.

“Not from ‘round here?” The girl, trailing behind him, inquires. Not that she really cares, but there’s not enough history between them for her to hate him the way Maggie does. And the silence is deafening.

“Virginia, born and raised. You?”

“I was born in a prison.” Sophie raises a shoulder, her Y/H/C hair shifting in it’s ponytail.

“Ain’t that some shit, kid.” Negan remarks.

“It was hardly a prison by then, try compound.” Carol interjects.

“It was a prison, Grandma.” Her parents used to tell her stories about it. How she was named after her mother’s little sister, who didn’t live long enough to see it. Sophie was the second baby born there, almost a year after Judith. They’re both grown now. Adults by all accounts of the old world. Still, when she wants to do anything even remotely dangerous, Carol follows…or her mom…or her dad. “But tomato, tomoto I guess.”

Y/N and Daryl are…different. As parents, they were fair, never came down too hard on her. Her father is an outdoor cat who learned to survive indoors. Her mother is the opposite.

They met at the first camp Rick’s group ever had and the rest is history. To this day they grumble when people ask what they are to each other, or assume that they are together, or worse; married.

They are Y/N and Daryl. That’s all.

Growing up, Sophie always thought they were in love. At least in the way she perceived love to be. Her father would come home after a long day and cling to her mother like it was the first and last time he’d see her for years. Sometimes her mother would cling. But it was rare and often meant that something was wrong.

He let Y/N drive his bike on occasion, hollering all the while, “watch where ya goin’, girl!”

Otherwise her father is a quiet man, her mother is more outspoken. And though Daryl Dixon is more than capable, Y/N Peletier never hesitates to put anyone who messes with him in their place.

They each lost two siblings to this world. One by blood, another forged in the fires of the apocalypse. Merle and Sophia both turned, a pain Y/N and Daryl both understood.

When Y/N lost Glenn, there was something to bury. A way to lay him to rest, with the promise of caring for the family he left behind. Daryl still blames himself for it, even though Y/N never did.

When Daryl lost Rick there was nothing left. No body, no closure…he spent weeks, months, years looking for him. Trying to get back a piece of what he lost. Daryl blames himself for that too.

Leaving their only child behind was not a decision they made lightly. But Sophie is old enough to make her own choices and she’s never been a risk taker. Staying in a place that’s familiar, versus abandoning it for the great unknown was a no brainer.

Which only adds to the irony of her current situation. Sophie and Carol on a mission with Maggie and Negan himself, to rescue Hershel from some guy called the Croat.

Sophie knows that without Hershel, Maggie will lose herself and her mother will lose them both. Severing the final tie between Y/N and Glenn that she’s clung to for all this time.

She would start chasing ghosts too.

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Aaron told Daryl a long time ago, that he could tell a good person from a bad one. Daryl doesn’t know if that’s true anymore, but this last group was not good people.

“I ain’t yer boyfriend, huh?” Daryl attempts to distract Y/N as he tends her wound.

“Boyfriends and girlfriends break up,” she bites out.

“Could marry me.”

“Daryl…” Y/N balls her hands into fists. Fighting the urge to push him away, as he applies pressure to her thigh, to stop the bleeding.

“Damnit, girl, stop movin’.” Daryl growls.

“Fuck,” she shakes her head. “We’re fucked.” There goes any chance of getting home.

“Why don’t ya say it a little louder, maybe it’ll help.” He lets up slightly when her hand rests over his.

Her lips pressed together to contain the sound of her suffering.

“Lemme see.”

Y/N removes her hand and his. The muscles of her afflicted leg spasming of their own accord. “It’s bad, isn’t it?”

“Yer gonna live.” Daryl murmurs, prodding around the gash. “Needs stitches though.”

Thunder cracks down, booming behind dark clouds in the overcast sky.

Y/N can’t help but laugh as the first drops of rain hit her upturned cheek. There’s a storm brewing and they’re stuck bobbing in the middle of nowhere.

“Now we’re fucked.” Daryl grumbles, under his breath.

“Did you mean it?” Y/N wonders. “What you said?”

“Ya want me ta beg?” This isn’t the first time he’s asked her to marry him.

“No,” she decides.

“No?” He rears back. She always reasons her way around it, that’s never bothered him. There was some understanding that they’d spend the rest of their lives together.

“No, to the begging,” Y/N clarifies, “yes, to…the other thing.”

Daryl huffs a laugh, “took ya long enough.”

“Shut up,” Y/N scoffs.

Twenty years well spent.

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Bang!

The sound is odd, too loud to be a gunshot, too quiet to be an explosion.

“Tha hell?”

A walker, then another. Hitting empty cars that litter the streets beside them.

“This way!” Maggie calls as they run for cover.

“Walkers are falling from the sky now?” Negan roars, in disbelief.

“The high rise buildings…they must’ve heard us and walked right off the edge.” Carol reason, following the others to safety.

There’s more walkers, piling up at the glass doors behind them. They need to move. There’s an opening with a scaffolding, just across the way. They’ll have to make a run for it.

“We should go now,” Sophie insists. “Clear the bottom floor, can’t just stand here with our asses hangin’ out.”

Part 3

#way down we go #twd fic #daryl x you #daryl imagines #daryl fanfiction #the walking dead daryl #daryl dixon #daryl dixion imagine #daryl x y/n #daryl x reader #daryl dixion x reader #twd daryl #daryl dixon x female reader #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x y/n #negan smith #maggie rhee #carol petelier

[beepartcollection]

SLAMS MY HANDS DOWN ON THE COUNTERTOP. Engineer elden ring. May I hear of what’s going on with him :)?

*rubs hands* WELL

so to preface- the mercs are basically isekai'd into the lands between, relating to some lore about Marika and undead. One moment they're being shot at and dying in the New Mexico badlands and the next they're on a cliff that overlooks a giant tree the size of 2.5 burj khalifas that glows.

They travel for a while and meet Sellen, who offers to teach them sorceries, and Engie, after not having any mechanical things to tinker with for a while, and realizing magic is this place's math and science, gladly accepts. After all, he doesn't have his sentries and tools, so he might as well learn something new, he loves learning. When Merasmus pops in on Halloween flinging spells around is usually pretty fun, so why not? Also Scout nearly blew himself up when he tried doing magic, so no more for him.

So Engie is the team's other ranged fighter! Aside from Sniper, who uses a bow and arrow.

He usually works as the team's mediator, breaking up fights between them and talking to people who are even less mentally stable than the mercs cause, well, if it had to be a contest on who has people that are less mentally stable, I think Elden Ring would win.

He also teaches the team how to ride the horses they were given!

It. Goes.

He does split from the team sometimes though, to go with Sellen to find Primeval sorcerers and learn some of their magic (he does learn Comet Azur). But generally he sticks with the team. He goes with them through Stormveil, Radahn, Mt Gelmir, Leyendell- some nice spots! I have a scene in mind where they're about to fight Godrick The Grafted, and when they enter his arena, he does his little 'oo lowly tarnished playing as a lord' but Engie just 'actually, we aint lookin to become no lords, we just wanna go home'. And Godrick is like. What.

They also find and heal Millicent in this au! And when they find her Heavy, Engie, and Spy (much to his own chagrin) are like 'i have known Millicent for 1 day but if anything happened to her I would kill this entire team and then myself'. Millicent and Engie bond the best though, cause of being amputees (Godrick ripped off Engie's gunslinger btw to try grafting it into themself, it didn't work and the gunslinger was ruined), Millicent being interested in Engie's homeland of Texas, and Engie in general is just, so dadly, dadliest merc, and very friendly when you dont realize how not normal he is. Plus if you know Millicent's backstory you know she could use a dad right now.

She goes with him and Sellen on their adventures to find primeval sorcerers and Sellen stuff, but they do part when Engie and the team takes on Radahn, citing she has to go on her journey (if u play Elden Ring, u know).

After the first death of the team and Spy leaving, Engie does try to console Soldier, telling him he's a good leader, and they'll get home, he promises. Engie and him do fight though when he realizes what dragon communion is doing to Soldier's body, and says he can't be doing that, they don't know what it'll do to him (how hypocritical of you, Engie).

He goes to Raya Lucaria to help Sellen one last time. I have this comic I made but I don't think I'll finish it, and I don't wanna spoil Engie's fate out in The Public until I write it in the fic i wanna write, but here's a part of comic

Overall Engie has a nice time in elden ring au :3 aside from the end

#my art #beepartcollection #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 engineer #elden ring au #im sorry but this au is funny hahah goofy fun silly for the first half and the second half is oh god oh fuck oh jesus christ #ottoslab

[totesnothere04]

Day to Day Norm Pt.8

Norm Spellman x F!Quaritch!Recom!Reader

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the fanart, screenshots, or gifs used with my stories.

Warnings: Violence, reunions, tsaheylu.

Part 7

As everyone in Simmens squad was distracted watching his last moments, you subtly leaned down to whisper to the kid.

"For the love of Eywa please tell me you called your dad." You whispered and he looks at you surprised and you gesture at your neck. A look of realization crosses his features and he turns back around to watch the other group. After a moment he barely nods and you sigh in relief.

"Good. When we tell you to run, you run. There's only so much time we can buy you and your siblings." You tell him and he subtly nods again. You sniffed the air and turned toward your dad. "It's almost eclipse." You tell him quietly. "And it's about to rain." At the second part, he seems annoyed but then a smile breaks out across his face.

Either time was moving extremely slowly, or Jake had gotten slow. Either way, your group just needed him to get there soon. Eclipse had fallen and the rain was coming down hard. Your hand gripping the queue of the Na'vi boy loosened ever so slightly when you heard Neytiri's call. All the kids responded by looking around while you subtly nodded to your dad that they were there. The moment an arrow sunk into the head of one of Simmens' men he called out.

"Is that you Sully?" He asks.

"We will kill you however many times we must, demon!" You hear Neytiri call out. Another arrow buries itself into another one of Simmens' men.

"Now!" Your Dad calls out. "Defensive perimeter 'round the kids!" Your group forms a circle around the kids slowly pushing them in the direction Neytiri's arrows came from. Simmens and his men finally caught onto what you were doing and they were nolonger focusing on Neytiri.

"Run!" You yell at the kids and they all take off with the exception of Spider. "Spider I said run!"

"Not without you!" He argues back and your dad gestures with his head to follow them. Your group was running a little ways behind you but keeping a distance between you and Simmens. You were about to run across a fallen tree when something heavy collided with you. You skidded away from the tackle and pulled out your knife with a hiss expecting one of Simmens' men. You were met by a young male Na'vi with his teeth bared and you rolled your eyes. You roll your eyes and tear off your name from your vest and shove it in his hand. He becomes confused but you just grab his arm and start pushing him to follow his siblings.

"You give that to Jake or Neytiri and tell them we're ALL back. Go! My dad and I will try to get them off of your trail." He continues to stare at you and you repeat what you just said in Na'vi and he immediately takes off after his siblings. You pull out your bow and spot Spider hovering nearby ready to run when you were.

"Spider go! It's not safe here." You tell him as you notch an arrow and released it into the head of one of Simmens men.

"Not without you and Dad." Spider says and you shake your head.

"We're the distraction kid. Get outta here while you can." You tell him and your Dad shouts for everyone to run. "Fuck nevermind no time." You grab Spider and he slings onto your back as you take off running.

"(Y/n) what is he still doing here?" Lyle asks and you grunt as you fling yourself onto the next tree trunk.

"He didn't wanna leave without me and Dad so he's along for the ride." You call out and Lyle sighs exasperated.

"Is everyone in your family this stubborn?" Lyle asks and your dad laughs.

"If you can't handle one of us you can't handle all of us." Your Dad tells him and Lyle groans.

"Maybe it's a good thing I never got the chance to be with you." Lyle says and you shake your head as you continue to focus on running. Leading Simmens away from the Sully's but all their commotion from running stops and you look behind you. All of his men are retreating back and everyone in your group runs ahead a little more and finally stops to breathe.

"Holy shit." Z-Dog says and you side fist bump her.

"We totally just did that." You say and Spider slides off of you.

Meanwhile back at High Camp, Jake was pacing as he was thinking. Neteyam approached him and waited for his father to stop pacing. Finally, Jake stopped and sighed and took notice of his eldest son.

"I was told by one of the women from the clearing to give this to you." Neteyam says as he hands your name tag to Jake. "And to tell you that they are all back." Jake ran his thumb over the tag in his hand and hastily grabbed a picture from a nearby table.

"The woman who gave it to you, did she look like this?" Jake asks as he shows a picture of you, Jake, Grace, and Norm all in your avatars.

"Yes but her stripes were different." Neteyam said and Jake released a panicked breath.

"Even though it's her they still could've been caught or killed... They could have Spider. He knows everything." Jake starts to spiral in panic again and Neteyam goes and gets his mother to help his father. Jake stops panicking enough to tell Neytiri everything.

"We have to leave because they could've captured Spider. That kid knows the whole operation inside and out." Jake tells her and Neytiri shakes her head.

"We should wait a few days. If they were not caught Spider might come here with (Y/n) and her father." Neytiri says and Jake shakes his head.

"We need to leave soon because what if Simmens comes with Spider instead? If the clan is caught harboring us they could die." Jake argues back and an argument between the two ensues. Finally ending with Neytiri agreeing with Jake to leave the forest with their family. So about a day later after Jake had been 'killed' and Tarsem was made Olo'eyktan. The Sully family left the forest to seek the safety of the reefs.

"Don't eat that or you'll die." You tell Lopez and he nearly throws the small poisonous plant. You walk away and grab some yovo fruits and banana fruits from nearby. You rubbed your brows as you tried to figure out your next step. You placed the fruits on a large leaf in the middle of the group.

"What's our next step?" Lyle asks and you and your dad look at eachother.

"We get Spider back to his people and we ask them to help us figure out where we go next." Your Dad says and Spider nearly flies off of the tree he's been sitting in.

"Woah, woah, woah. No. No way. You're not gonna drop me off and leave." Spider says and your dad sighs.

"You don't understand all of the horrible things I did back when I was human. All the pain and chaos that I caused and... I don't want to be a reminder of that for them." Your Dad says and your ears perk forward.

"We could be a nomad tribe." You say and everyone looks at you confused. "They exist... They're rare but they exist. They're typically tied to a clan for trade reasons, but they never just stay in one place." You say and Spider scoffs.

"Why don't you guys just come back with me and I can talk to Norm and Max and they can help me talk to Jake about getting you guys in? They're your friends and family. Norm wears your songcord next to his everyday and when I was growing up they would tell us stories. Neytiri would tell us about how she met you and Jake and how you changed the heart of a demon. Jake used to tell us about all of your embarrassing and funny stories. Norm and Neytiri would team up to tell the story of when you cemented your fate to be next to the people... Both of you. How you sacrificed yourself to save her. She hasn't forgotten what your sacrifice allowed her to do." Spider says and you let out an airy chuckle scoff.

"If we were on Earth I'd tell you to go into politics." You tell him and everyone laughs with you.

"Oh ha ha. Very funny, but I'm being serious." Spider says and you fidget with your fingers as you and your dad have a silent conversation through your eyes. He shakes his head to show he wasn't for it, but you ropp your eyes and give a pointed look at Spider then back to your dad. He sighs and his shoulders sag.

"Fine. We'll do things your way Spider." Your Dad says and Spider smiles wide.

"Alright once everyone is rested and they've eaten we'll go." Spider says happily and you chuckle. After you're all finished eating you sit and chat for a little while until Spider hops up.

"We gotta get a move on. If we want to make it back to High Camp by tomorrow we should go now." Spider says and everyone gets up allowing the teenage boy to lead everyone.

"Why isn't (Y/n) leading us?" Mansk asks.

"Becauae I don't know where they live now. Hometree was destroyed... Remember?" You ask him and he looks away.

"Right I forgot. Sorry." Mansk says and Ja claps him on the shoulder.

"It's alright she's been like a loving encyclopedia the whole time we've been here. I kind of thought she would know too." Ja says and you shake your head and continue walking. Spider was quick and lively and definitely in his element as he maneuvered through the forest. You were jostled from your thoughts when Spider stopped at the bottom of the entrance the Hallelujah Mountains. It was nearing eclipse do the sun was slowly disappearing behind Polyphemous.

"I hope you're all ready for a climb." Spider says as he starts climbing up the rocks and trees.

"Spider wait that's dangerous." Your Dad says and you scoff.

"Wait until you have to tame an ikran at the highest point of the mountains." You tell him and he gulps as he looks up. "Plus I've done this before so... You'll be fine. Just don't look down." You tell him as you and Spider start climbing next to eachother. You continuously stop and make sure that everyone in your group was still there. When you finally reached a flat area with a cave opening Spider motions to it.

"We live here now. We have for the last few years." Spider says as he walks in with you and your dad following right behind. Your eyes open wide with wonder and sadness. Not living in a tree must be hell for the Omatikaya. Mobile units are everywhere and soon your group is surrounded by warriors and villagers alike. Your hands go up to show you aren't a threat and Spider waves them off.

"Guys it's okay. They're not dangerous. Atleast, not to us. This is my sister (Y/n) and my dad Miles. This is their squad Lyle, Mansk, Ja, Z-Dog, Zhang, Prager, Lopez, and Brown." Spider introduces you and one of the younger warriors ears perk up.

"Wait... (Y/n)?" He asks as he looks at you but you don't recognize him. "Setxä. You saved my sister and I from the wreckage of Hometree?" He says and your eyes widen in disbelief.

"Wow... You got big." You say and he laughs.

"It's been 15 cycles." He says and you sigh.

"It has been a long time." You say and Spider finally jumps into the conversation.

"Hey where's Jake? We need to talk to him." Spider says and Setxä looks down.

"He is gone. They left yesterday because they feared our safety if you were to be caught by the sky people and used against us." Setxä says and Spider takes a stumbled step back.

"They just left?" He asked sadly and you put a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry Spider." You say and he shakes his head.

"It's okay. It was a smart move. I know everything and there's no telling what the demons have as technology now." Spider says and he turns back to the warriors. "So who's Olo'eyktan now?"

"Tarsem. JakeSulí chose him personally." Setxä says and you cock your head to the side.

"Tsu'tey's little brother?" You ask him and he nods. The warriors start to part as Tarsem and Mo'at come into view. You gesture with your hand to them. "I see you, Olo'eyktan. I see you, Tsahík." Mo'at returns the gesture and let's a small smile play on her lips.

"It has been a long time since you have been home child." Mo'at says and Tarsem gets in your face to look at you closely.

"You were my brothers High Warrior when he was Olo'eyktan." Tarsem says and you nod.

"I'm sorry if this might be honest but I must know... What happened to him?" You ask Tarsem and he turns away from you.

"He was returned to the Great Mother the day you all battled the sky people." Tarsem says and your ears droop back in sadness.

"I'm sorry for your loss." You tell him and he pats your shoulder.

"He is not lost. He lives within Eywa and is reunited with his love Sylwanin." Tarsem tells you and you let out a teary chuckle.

"He was a good Olo'eyktan and an even better friend... I hope he didn't hear me say that. He would have skinned me if he were still here." You tell Tarsem who laughs with you. He slings an arm over your shoulder and leads you deeper into their camp. A few avatars loitering about saw your approach and one immediately ran off.

"We only have two spare kelku's. Jake's and mine. I am recently mated and moved into her kelku. So your family is welcome to both of them due to its... Size." Tarsem says and you nod.

"Thank you Olo'eyktan." You say and he shakes his head.

"I am your friend. It is Tarsem." He says and you nod. He and Mo'at promptly leave and you turn to your dad.

"Alright who's staying in which kelku?" You ask him and he turns around to his squad.

"Mansk, Ja, Prager, Lopez, and Zhang in that one. Lyle hope you don't mind bunking with the ladies and I, because I don't want any funny business." Your Dad says and you laugh. You hear a couple of shuffling sets of feet running up to your group. You turn around and find Norm and Max(?) standing there frozen to the spot. You push through Lyle and your Dad and stop a few feet from them.

"Hey Norm. Max." You greet them and Max passes by Norm and hugs you.

"I thought they had decided not to go through with it." Max says and you shake your head.

"You know the RDA once they put money into something they follow through with it." You tell him and Norm seems to snap out of his shock because once Max backs away Norm has you in his arms. He's got you hugged around the waist slightly off the ground with his head buried in your shoulder.

"I lost you." Is all Norm can bring himself to say. You wrap your arms around him just as tight and plant a kiss to the top of his head.

"I'm not going anywhere this time." You whisper to him.

"Yeah the Colonel will kill anyone who threatens her." Lyle says and it's followed by a quiet oof after your dad jabs his side with his elbow.

"Let 'em have their moment." Your Dad says and everyone starts filing into their respective kelku's. Max walks up to your dad and offers him his hand.

"I don't know if you remember me, but I'm-" Max doesn't finish what he's saying as he's pulled into the kelku behind your dad.

"Max. I remember." Is all you hear and then it's quiet between the two of you.

"I love you. I love you so much." You hear Norm whisper into your shoulder and you sigh.

"I love you more and I'm so sorry." You say and Norm shakes his head.

"You're here now. Just please don't leave me again." He says and you kiss his temple.

"I wouldn't dream of it." You tell him and he finally sets you down and you get a good look at him. "Like a fine wine, you've aged well."

"I would hope so. This is my only body now." Norm says and you look at him surprised.

"Did you go through the ceremony?" You ask him and he shakes his head.

"That consciousness transfer device that you bought. I tested it a few weeks ago to make sure it was safe for Spider." Norm says and your ears flick back.

"I didn't tell Max everything about that device." You tell him and he looks at you in question. "It was an experimental design... That I made. It was based mostly on the design of the link pods but portable and permanent. I designed it and paid a company to make it for me. It could've been dangerous." You tell him panicked but he smiles.

"Even if it wasn't experimental it would've been a risk. I was willing to take it for Spider. He deserves to live among the Na'vi as one of them." Norm says and you smile.

"So is it almost ready?" You ask him and Norm nods.

"Hey Max!" Norm calls out and Max comes out. "Do you think we could show (Y/n) your personal lab?" Norm says and Max smiles.

"Oh yeah! Come on." Max gestures for you to follow him but you stop and call out to your dad.

"Hey dad can you come here? Norm, Max, and I wanna talk to you about something." You tell him and he follows you to Max's lab. The four of you enter and you chuckle at how everyone is ducking low.

"Here it is. Just like I promised." Max says and you set a hand on the glass of the grow tube.

"Wow... It looks just like him." You say and your dad peaks over your shoulder and he turns you to face him.

"Is that what I think it is?" He asks and you nod.

"An avatar for Spider. He deserves to live among his people the way they do." You tell him and you look at Max and Norm. "When will it be ready for him to transfer to?" You ask them.

"We have to decant it but should be ready by tomorrow. This is just a bonus surprise for him on top of the two of you. He'll have almost a full family." Max says and you frown.

"Paz wouldn't have been a good mother to him. Dad picks shitty women to produce the best children." You say and your dad smacks the back of your head. "Hey! I'm speaking the truth if you don't like it that's on you." You say jokingly and he rolls his eyes.

"So when are the two of you going to tell him?" Your Dad asks Norm and Max and they look at eachother.

"We think it should be one of you. Now that you're back it would be easier for him to accept change from you. Plus it's because of you that we could do this." Max says and you feel honored.

"I'll go get him. He's going to be so stoked." You say as you shuffle over to the door and walk out. You prance your way back to where you were before and find Spider wrestling with Lyle and Z-Dog. "Hey guys can I steal Spider for a bit?" You ask them and Spider wiggles out from between the larger bodies. He joins you and you start walking him back over to Max's lab.

"We aren't allowed to go in there. Max doesn't want those samples contaminated." Spider says and you chuckle.

"We have permission I promise Spider." You tell him and open the door for him. He goes in with you right behind him and he takes off his exo-pack. You lead him toward the back of Max's lab where the three men are still stood talking quietly. Spider looks curiously at the grow tank and immediately looks at the avatar inside. When he recognizes it he looks up at Norm and Max in full shock.

"Are you being for real?" Spider asks and they nod. He runs around the grow tube and hugs them. "Thank you! Thank you so much."

"You should be thanking her. She got all of this equipment in the first place." Max says and you huffed.

"You did all the work." You tell them and Max rolls his eyes.

"Work that wouldn't have been possible if you hadn't gotten all this to begin with." Max argues and you sigh in defeat. Spider laughs and wipes the tears from his face as he goes back to looking at his avatar.

"When do I get to take him out?" Spider asks and you smile at him.

"Max says he should be ready for you by tomorrow, but Spider you don't have to go back and forth between him and you." You tell him and he looks up at you confused. Max steers Spider into a corner where the lights are off and he turns them on. There in all of its glory is your design for a high-tech piece of equipment.

"This is a machine that can and will transfer your consciousness from this body to your avatar if you want to. You'll sit in this seat and he will be strapped into this seat." Max gestured to the correct chairs. "The design is ingenious really. The side you'll sit in will take your consciousness and hold idle, while this right here connects to your avatar's tswin. There your consciousness will be absorbed by your new body." Max explains and Spider gently starts touching the machine. He stops at some writing on the machine.

"It's called (Y/n) Q.?" Spider asks Max who shakes his head with a chuckle.

"The company this came from names the prototype after the person who created and designed it." Max says and Spider looks at you surprised. "(Y/n) designed this machine and it's truly a work of art."

"I told them not to put my name on it." You tell them and cross your arms in a huff. "Didn't want Mom to get any royalty if it succeeded. Because with technology already created at the time to grow new healthy bodies, all that was needed was to make a machine that could help your mind transfer to it. This was a design I had specifically for human to Na'vi transference, but I sold them the idea for the design with two conditions. 1. I get the original machine proposed then they could fiddle with it to make it useful for human to human transference. 2. I didn't want my name on it. I didn't mind Grandma getting the royalty from it, but I did mind Mom getting her grubby slimy hands on that money."

"See? I was right. Might not have had that fancy degree, but smart enough to have one." Your Dad says and you blush and look away.

"I just took the idea of the link pods and made it permanent. Just a bit of tweaking here and there nothing big." You mumbled and Norm nudged your cheek with his nose.

"Is that why I haven't seen you walking around as a human lately?" Spider asks Norm who nods.

"I wanted to test it and make sure it worked. I didn't want you to get hurt from it." Norm says and Spider smiles widely at everyone around him.

"You're all the best. Thank you. This means so much to me. I don't think you'll ever understand." Spider says his voice full of thankfulness and happiness.

"Alright I think I'm gonna scrounge up some grub for me and the squad and hit the hay after. I'm exhausted." Your Dad says and you nod to acknowledge that you'd heard him.

"I'll help!" Spider says as he snaps the string of his bow against his chest lightly.

"I'm just gonna eat some fruit and get out of my avatar. It's been a long day." Max says and everyone makes their way out of the mobile lab. You look at Norm as everyone goes to their predetermined destinations.

"I still want you as my mate... If you'll have me." You tell him and he sighs relieved and cups your cheeks.

"You've always had me. Even when you weren't here." Norm says and you release a happy sob. "Let's go talk to Mo'at about mating again."

"Would it be okay if I found something to wear other than this? It still reeks of the RDA." You tell him and he chuckles.

"I still have all of your stuff." Norm says bashfully and you frown. "I couldn't bring myself to get rid of it. When Jake and Neytiri showed me where you kept your things... I couldn't get rid of a single bit of it. If you want your stuff it's in my kelku." You nod and he leads you to his kelku. When you step in you scrunch your nose as you look around.

"It needs cleaned. You just throw your clothes on the floor?" You ask him and start picking up his stuff to throw it in a pile in a secluded corner. "I'll need to weave you a laundry basket."

"You don't have to I jus-" He starts but you cut him off.

"No. If we are to be mated again I need to make your home a home. Not just for me but for you." You tell him but he shakes his head.

"No. What I was saying is that I would prefer to dress like you once we're mated again. I will get rid of these clothes and switch to wearing twengs and traditional Na'vi clothing." Norm says and pulls out a tweng. "Like this one. I only have two right now." He says sheepishly.

"Then I'll make you more." You tell him and he smiles while blushing.

"That box has your stuff in it." Norm says and you go over to it. When you open it you find your bow and some of your arrows. Underneath those are some of the clothes you wore during your learning days in the Omatikaya. You take off your shirt and sports bra and throw them in the pile of Norms dirty clothes. You pull out a beaded top woven with purple, blue, and green beads. You put it on and find the tweng that goes with it. It's a blue material with matching purple and green beads hanging on the sides of the front covering cloth. You take off your pants and put on the tweng. You turn to Norm and show him your outfit, but you weren't expecting to find him wearing his tweng and a sheath strap across his chest.

"You completed your iknimaya?" You asked him and he nods.

"I felt closer to you in my avatar and when I was with The People. So it felt right to follow the path that you and Jake blazed for us dreamwalkers." Norm says and you cross the open area and drape your arms around his waist as you look up at him. "We should go see Mo'at before it gets too late." You nod and he leads you to Mo'at's tent where she seems to already be waiting for the two of you.

"Mo'at we would like to talk to you about Norm and I mating again." You tell her and she smiles and motions for the two of you to sit across from her.

"I was expecting to see the two of you tonight. The Great Mother has many plans for the two of you." Mo'at says and she starts grabbing various herbs and tossing them into the fire. She reaches over and takes one of your hands and one of Norm's and connects them. She closes her eyes and takes deep breaths of the air around her.

"The Great Mother is pleased with this pairing and blesses it." Mo'at says and gets up. She walks behind the both of you and takes both of your tswin's into her hand. "Are you ready?" She asks and you both nod eagerly. She brings them together until they conjoin and both you and Norm look at eachother with blown pupils.

"Your connection is strong and withheld through the trial of death." Mo'at says and makes her way back to her seat. "Go enjoy your first night freshly mated." She says and you and your mate don't disconnect your kuru's as you make your way back to his kelku.

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