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frogs-in3-hills · 4 months
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you gotta give it to aa4 it was REALLY funny of them to make apollo such a lawful good fuckin square and then put him in a position where he’s constantly surrounded by people who want to break the law to help him out + people who broke the law but he still has to defend them + people who want to manipulate him into breaking the law. and then in his first real case he has to dig around in the trash for women’s underwear and break and enter for evidence. and then he finds out that his special move is using poker tactics in court and it makes him look like the shiftiest attorney to ever exist
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tiredmamaissy · 4 months
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Lo'ak Is definitely a thighs guy.
Come on we all know he'd fuck our thighs at night, squeezing them everytime he can, caressing the back of them while walking.
Oh a thousand percent.
He’s such an ass and thigh man it’s not even funny. Sometimes you catch yourself wondering if he prefers to fuck your thighs more than your pussy. Fuck, he even finds himself pulling out just so he can shove his cock between the softness of your thighs, letting your slick dribble down on him as he ruts between them. He even forces you to cross your legs for a tighter fit, and when he feels like he’s about to cum he shoves it back inside you just to leave you full
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hyperfixatedfandomer · 6 months
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Jake is the type of parent to immediately assume his kids are at fault and whoop their ass while Quaritch is the type of parent to defend his kid to Earth and back — even when the kid is clearly the one at fault and he knows it. I won’t elaborate.
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dirtytransmasc · 3 months
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Spider and Tuk being the bestest siblings ever and spider being the mvp big brother we all know he is hc's (modern + adopted spi au addition):
Before he could drive he would wait at Tuk's bus stop to get her off the bus. He insisted on doing it to "ease the workload on his parents" (since with Jake and Neytiri's work schedule, Tuk would have to go to an afterschool program and someone would have to pick her up) which it does, but it was really cause he liked to have the quality time with Tuk.
On their walk home he would ask her about school. He asks about what she did, if she brought anything home she wanted to show him (normally stuff from art class), if she did anything special or fun, that sort of stuff. He also stays up to date on her school gossip and makes sure no one's bothering his baby sis.
They hold hands the whole walk home, and more often than not he ends up carrying her or her bag for her.
Once he gets his license he picks her up from school and fills the 45 minute-ish time she would have normally spent on the bus and walking home at the park or getting ice cream or something else of the like.
When they get home he makes sure to look at anything she brought home. All the cool stuff first; art, school work she's proud of, a pretty pebble, or the occasional half wilted flower from the recess field. He makes sure to give all the praise and compliments possible, especially to the art and school work, cause he's supporting those skills early. Then he makes sure he gets all the homework, permission slips, things like that.
When his siblings ask why he does it, he says, "Who's gonna ask her to see what she drew during recess? Who's gonna ask if she did anything fun with her best friend? Who's gonna make sure she's not left out of the loop? We're a busy family, I don't want her getting left out just cause she's little, I'll ask, I like doing it anyway" he knows his family's busy, he knows Tuk tends to fall to the background cause she's the youngest, and that Jake and Neytiri are busy trying to keep them all afloat, so he takes care of Tuk.
He helps her with her homework and never raises his voice or gets frustrated. He sits next to her and they figure it out together.
He's always proud of her, even for the little things, so he's always giving her hugs and kissing her hair and other classic big brother things.
More often than not, Spider puts Tuk to bed. Either Jake and Neytiri give up trying to tame the "cranky banshee" (what Spider call her when she's tired) of a child and call Spider in, or she asks for him. He'll lay down next to her and pull her close and tell her stories until she gets sleepy and cuddled into him. Only then does he pull out the "put'em to sleep" combo, as he calls it; he hum to her (he hums "a la nanita na", like his mama used to hum to him, fight me) while rubbing her back with one hand and plays with her braids with the other. She's out like a light in a few minutes every time.
He often refers to her as a little banshee whenever she's being feisty or especially energetic.
There was an almost 2 month streak where Tuk would only sleep if Spider stayed in her room for the night or if she was in Spider's bed (which she preferred cause it was bigger and cozier). Spider didn't mind so he gave in almost immediately. Best sleep he got in years, even with the bony knees and elbows poking him.
Spider will sacrifice himself when she gets sick, opting to be the one to go comfort her, knowing he'll be sick soon after. He has spent many nights holding her on the bathroom floor and wiping snotty noses. (he always gets it and gets it *worse* but it's worth it for his baby sis)
Tuk always does he best to take care of him after. She'll sit in bed with him and pet his hair or bring him snacks/water. When she was little, she'd bring out all her Doc McStuffin's toys (cause she'd love Doc McStuffin's, again, fight me) and try and 'make him better'
Spider has the strongest cuteness aggression ever for Tuk, like, he wants to squish her and bite her and squeeze her and shake her, with all of the love in the world. He satiates himself by snatching her, flopping on the floor, and bear hugging her as tight as he can, with his legs too, and just rolling back and forth till she's giggling so hard she can't breathe.
He is deeply invested in multiple children's shows because of how often he watches them with her. (His favorite is Wild Kratts, Paw Patrol, and Ninja Turtles)
(this one next one is so random but Spi and Tuk have pastina lover vibes, again, I dare you to fight me on this)
Spider spent time in the system and fending for himself, meaning he picked up a lot of easy recipes, one of which, was pastina with butter, broth, and cheese. He passed this on to Tuk, who has now decided this is the best snack ever and asks him to make it all the time.
Spider works out, just so he can carry her around forever and ever.
He always make sure that he and his older little siblings always give time to Tuk and involve her in their play.
They go on day trips after he gets his license, sometimes just the two of them, other times with all the Sully kids. They go to museums and science centers and such. He again holds her hand most of the time, or makes sure that she doesn't get lost while playing.
Worries over her constantly.
They trade art all the time. He'll make her a knew piece of jewelry and she'll give him a new painting to keep in his room.
He has a picture of her in his wallet.
He takes so many photos of her, he's like a facebook mom. Lo'ak makes fun of him.
He's teaching her how to skateboard, cause she thinks he's the coolest ever cause he knows how to skateboard. He got her a pretty skateboard and hot pink gear (in which he went overboard in buying considering her basically bought her a hot pink suit of armor) and helped her decorate it. He also makes sure she's not picked on when they go to the skate park.
He kisses every boo boo.
He makes and (never ever breaks) lots of pinky promises.
they have a special handshake.
When the Sully's go out anywhere, you can tell when Tuk wants to go home, because she'll be in Spi's arms, cause he'd never turn down an opportunity to hold his baby sister.
They match hair beads. Spi will always have at least one that matches with hers at all times, and Tuk will have one of his on the braid behind her ear so she can fiddle with it.
Tuk always double and triple checks that Spider has his inhaler (he doesn't know how she remembers better than he can)
She wears his shirts to bed a lot. They're big and soft and who could blame her?
should I do more of these (maybe one for each sibling?)
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fleursbending · 1 year
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𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞, (𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨). | Neteyam Sully
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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : even though the war with the sky-people was over, a new one began to brew in your mind. the eclipse is coming, meaning you only have a few hours to prepare to say goodbye to your yawntu (beloved).
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : neteyam x omaticaya!reader / sully family x omaticaya!reader (platonic).
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : after seeing this in the movies, i wondered how the sully family went about their preparations for neteyams funeral. but i put my own twist to it! readers gender is not specified. i hope you love this gutwrenching angst xx thank you for tuning in to my first writing i posted here <33 feedback is much appreciated!
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : atwow spoilers, grief, longing, reminiscing, mentions of death, implications of a funeral, reoccurring mentions of blood, neytiri crying, sad!comfort lo'ak, sully family in pain😭🫶🏻.
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 1.8k words
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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐖 you ended up in the Sully's mauri. All you can recall is how cold Neteyam's usually warm body felt. How his blood painted not only your hands - but Lo'aks too. It was coating the armbands he crafted all for you, the hands he had held countless of times.
Your eyes shut in anguish, letting the all-consuming rage encompass every inch of your entire being. It was devastating, your mind reliving what was his last moments. He shouldn't have left this world in so much pain. Not when all he did was protect and love the people around him so fiercely.
It was too sudden, you were scrambling to try seize every single memory, experience. Everything that was left of his essence. It pained you to now realise that you were doomed from day one. You should have never challenged him that you could catch a bigger fish. You should have never fallen for him.
Your mind was stumbling on what you shouldn't have done. But what about everything you'll never get to do again?
When everyone would fall asleep, even back home - their home away from the ocean. The rainforest. It was just you, Neteyam, and the stars. The time where you'd share your deepest thoughts, whispers and quiet laughter. Afterall, your cheeks always ached from smiling so much on those nights. Oh what you would do to relive that all over again.
To hop on your Ikrans and fly away to your own little sanctuary, an oasis away from curious eyes. Where you nurtured one another, grew with one another - learnt about your feelings for eachother.
You woke up yesterday thinking that there'd be many more ecplises to come. And on those nights, he would be there. Your protector, your warrior, your Neteyam.
But now all you can see is his wistful eyes as he finally voiced out what he had been telling you in secret since the day you all left to seek further refuge.
"I want to go home." You do recall that.
You recall your fingers tucking his hair behind his ears after he had said so. The beads you gifted him, the ones you braided into his hair only a few days ago - glinting. Your reassuring smile beaming, wavering, sinking. And his eyes held pure desperation, such strong will to live.
Why didn't you live, Neteyam?
The next time you laid your head against his chest. There was nothing, you could only hear your own heartbeat drumming in your ears from anxiety. The heart that used to beat for his family, for your love, for your future - now having no rhythm.
It was ironic, considering how one of things you two were complimented most on was the rhythm of your day to day lives. How even when you were apart from him. When his dad would whisk him away on hunting trips. Or you had to go look for medicinal leaves, your hearts were steady. Because you knew when you'd return, you would be there for eachother.
That was your rhythm, your momentum.
And it was now all gone because of a bullet wound.
"Y/n?" There Neytiri stood, a bowl of warm water cradled in her hands - along with a cloth. You couldn't bare to maintain eye contact, because through her... all you saw was him.
She set the bowl down, as she sat infront of you. Neytiri gazed down at you, frowning. Because the caregiver in such situations for you would usually be her son.
She had adored you from the moment you graced Pandora. Your mother was her dearest friend. After losing her to the sky people when she took a bullet for her. She had to witness your father lose his grips on sanity as you were left to grow up all alone. That was when she and Jake officially took you under their wings.
While your current state was more than understandable, it worried her greatly. For Neytiri, it felt like history was repeating itself.
For once, she did not know what to say. She knew she had to tread lightly, she would push away voicing her direct concerns for the time being.
Your conversations always flowed, it didn't matter if it was as simple of a question as "how was your day?" What mattered is that she continuously rooted for you. Even more so when she witnessed you and Neteyam acting a little too similar to how her and jake had at the beginning of everything. When she realised her feelings for Jake held much more weight than she would have ever thought. But no words could soothe the grief you have submerged yourself into. She lost her first born son, and you lost your soulmate for every lifetime.
Your eyes glossed over as the damp cloth wiped away the last of what you would have of Neteyam. His blood, removed from your skin - transferred to the cloth. And you don't know why such a simple act felt like an axe dragging achingly slow across your heart. But it did.
Maybe because it was the last ever thing of his that would touch your skin. It felt too raw, too open. Your mind wanted to beat itself up, because it wasn't his hand, or his touch. It was his blood. His blood that had caked your hands for however long. Your hands were clean, and your Neteyam was dead.
Neytiri noticing your crestfallen expression, instantaneously brought you into her arms. Into her shelter, into her warmth. And the axe just dug itself deeper. Rupturing your soul, and everything you've ever known. Neytiri looked up at the ceiling, trying her damn hardest to blink away the tears that crept up onto her. Your wails, your haunting cries would keep her awake for a long time. But she knew, if anyone would understand the hollowness she currently is immersed in - it would be you. Her horrowing cries followed yours.
You could taste your own tear's through your sobs, and they were bitter. And you were angry, so angry - at what the world had taken away from you. What you are now going to have to miss, and it cut through you. You both cried harder.
No matter where the members of the Metkayina clan was in that moment, even if they were underneath water. They would have heard it all.
Each sully entered the mauri, one after the other. Tears once again edged the surface and broke. You huddled together, desperately reaching out for eachother. None of you being able to withstand the the thought of knowing your Tsahik - Ronal, was preparing Neteyam for farewell.
After awhile, you were all too exhausted. Draining yourselves until there were no more tears physically able to escape your systems. Silence followed, then soon everyone started dispersing.
Until it was just you and Lo'ak.
His throat burned, and even the action of trying to speak seemed worlds away for him. But yet, he still croaked out, "I'm so sorry, Y/n."
Shaking your head as a sigh left you, none of this felt real to either one of you yet. "I'm sorry too, Lo'ak", you whispered, that's all you could manage right now. He heard you, he knew you're trying.
His hand reached to yours, squeezing it and holding on tightly. Almost to the point where it was painful, but you didn't even mind. You'd take anything over the numbness creeping up on you. And you two needed eachother right now, more than ever before.
Both of you sat there, holding on. You knew ecplise was coming. How could you bring yourself to say goodbye if you couldn't even move? Having to see him so lifeless once more? It felt so wrong. Only the other day, he was hugging you from behind. Did he do that yesterday? Did he do that again before he left you?
How could you say goodbye to a future you barely even began? You wanted to punch something, you wanted to curse the sky people for ever even entering Pandora's atmosphere. You'd do anything to bring him back.
Neytiri and Jake entered the mauri once again, instead this time Neytiri was holding a smaller bowl - now full of paint. They had already prepped themselves for later... how?
They sat themselves before you two, Jake leaning over to give you a kiss on the forehead. You truly appreciated it, you couldn't even begin to fathom how he must be feeling right now. The man had not been able to speak a proper word to you since he carried you onto Tsireya's ilu when trying to make you guys head back to the village. You were too out of it to travel back yourself.
He didn't know where to start, where to end. Suddenly Jake was reminded of the words Lo'ak had told him about the ways of how the water held itself in the eyes of Ewya.
Before he and Neytiri followed Ronal and Tonowari to the dead tulkun the other day. Neteyam had asked for his fathers guidance, on how to properly court you, to prepare himself in the near future to have you as his mate. All the words and advice he had spoken, passed on with Neteyam to the great mother. And he couldn't endure that at the moment, he was on the brink of losing himself even further.
Both of them painted your faces, you wished it would have taken a lifetime. Because it was dark out, already - and that meant Ecplise had arrived.
"We'll meet you outside." Neytiri spoke softly, and solemnly. The pain was so evident in just those few words. It made you want to shrivel up even more. Suddenly sticking yourself to the walls of the mauri and never leaving seemed alot nicer then what was awaiting you.
You looked to Lo'ak, and he stared back at you. His hand fell into yours again, but this time you were the one that squeezed. Truth be told, none of you were prepared. Let alone, ready. None of you would ever be, as you were all under the impression that there was more time. Life is cruel that way.
Before you knew it you were both standing up, making your way out into the night. Time had crept up on you once again. Taking a deep breath you looked out into the ocean, you wish you could bring him back to his true home. But it seems this will have to do. You knew a part of his heart was with the water surrounding you when he first dove into it.
It all feels surreal, but it was inevitable. Goodbyes can be agonising if the world demands it.
"Ma Neteyam, you can rest now."
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⤷ feedback and reblogs are always much appreciated ! feel free to ask through my inbox if you would like to join my taglist. ♡
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cyberfreaky · 1 year
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stupid cat boy
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Felix is just Adrien who went to school and has a backbone tbh
That's why I love felinette because Marinette needs someone with a backbone.
Ily Adrien, but... yer too much of a pushover that you also need someone with a backbone, and it's not Marinette cause she's stressed tf out.
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At this point I've been prioritizing asks over my own ideas for so long that my post ideas list is starting to just be words that confuse me. What did I mean? What elaborate post was this going to be? I used to know.
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frogs-in3-hills · 9 months
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no but seriously. “unnecessary feelings” is so iconic and i love it dearly, but let’s be real i feel like “unease and uncertainty” are, like, COMPLETELY reasonable things to be feeling in edgeworth’s situation regardless of whether he is being plagued with gay visions or not. how soon we forget “i’ve never felt this way with a man before” and “when i fall under your intense gaze i feel rather bashful” and “we were intellectually attracted”. more unabashed homosexual sluttery in my fandom please
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ilovebluedilfs · 11 months
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⎯ in another universe ✩
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pairing; neteyam (19) x fem!reader (18)
byi; angst, like 1 swear word, babes idk i think thats all.. lmk if i missed any
༉‧₊˚. synopsis; idk how to explain lol.. just read pls yes
wc; 592(?)
a/n; something short before i write a longer one🥹
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"im sorry.." you hear neteyam say softly.
you look down to the moss ground, tears in your eyes as you stand in front of neteyam.
neteyam and you have been dating for months in silence. you knew your mother and father would disapprove. you weren't a perfect match for neteyam. he was future olo'eyktan and you were... well, nobody.
you both knew you guys would come to an end, just not this soon.
there you stood with your face in your hands. nose stuffed from the all the crying. "y/n.. please look at me.." neteyam coo'd, voice shaky as he also had tears in his eyes. his arm reached out to grab your bicep softly. "t-this doesn't change anything about us.." he squeezes your arm slightly.
you looked up at him, slightly irritated. "of course this changes everything!" you sob softly, pushing him away. his ears lay flat against his head. "we have to stop seeing each other neteyam. we cannot do this. you are to be mated with another." you spoke softly, your head drops down to look at the ground once more.
he shakes his head. his hand grabbing your chin to look up.
"no." he mumbles. "i can't lose you. don't do this y/n. you're all i have right now. fuck, i'll give up everything to at least be by your side as we grow old together! you're the only one i want and you know that. i do not want to mate with eytviì. i will not!" he exclaimed. tears that he once tried to hold back, falling to the ground as he cups your face.
you shake your head slightly, grabbing his wrists to pull his hands off you. "you cannot throw away your life for me neteyam. i-i will not let you." your heart aches when you see his lips slightly parted as more tears threaten to fall. "just let me go."
you throw your arms around his neck, pulling him into an embrace. you both let out soft sobs as his arms wrap around your waist tightly, as if hes saying he doesn't want to let you go.
"please.. i-i love you too much." his voice cracks. you cry softly into his chest as you manage to croak out, "i know neteyam. i love you so much more." you take in a sharp breath. wanting the embrace to last just a bit longer.
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you stand in the crowd of neteyam's and eytviì's mating ceremony watching as they stand next to one another. he looks tired and forced, like he doesn't want to be there.
on the other hand, eytviì looks like shes in heaven. of course why wouldn't she feel like that? she was going to mate with the future olo'eyktan which would make her tsahik. every girl in the clan's dream.
you glance back at neteyam as you notice his eyes searching for someone in the crowd.
he spots you, you looked so beautiful tonight. his face softens as he mouths, "yawne.." lips quivering.
you nod your head softly, tears beginning to form slightly. "its okay." you mouth back to him. hands fidgeting as you start to walk away from the ceremony.
his eyes follow you, wanting to just run after you and say that you're the want he wants to spend the rest of his life with. but he knows he can't. he eyes trail back to the grass in front of him, holding back tears.
maybe in another universe, you'll find each other again.
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tiredmamaissy · 1 year
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so how do you feel ab cockwarming 😗😗 and if it’s a yes from you, what would cockwarming be like with neteyam? 🤭
would you believe if i said that i had to look this up? loool but yes.
neteyam is the kind of guy that wants to feel as close to you as he possibly can, at all times. always touching you in someway, whether it's a simple stroke of your tail or a pat on your thigh, he craves nothing more than your constant company. at night he would press his warm, bare body against yours in bed, intertwining his legs with yours to get as close as he can with you. tsaheylu would play an important role in your bedtime routine, always being made right before you both fall asleep. it's the ultimate way to bond with one another, to feel as connected as possible. until one night, a thought would pop up in his head, innocently at first. a new way to feel more connected - to bond. what if he just slid it in? nothing more, nothing less. to be inside you is to be close to you, so why not? of course you'd hear his thoughts through the bond, seeing the image of him sinking his cock inside you until his tip kisses your cervix, and staying there whilst he snuggles his face into the crook of your neck. you wouldn't be able to deny the way it made you feel, to see such lewd thoughts so innocently displayed. he'd never outwardly ask for it though, it's just the gentleman in him. most of his lewd thoughts and ideas remain unsuggested in the case that you wouldn't be comfortable with him, and he's more than happy to just do whatever you wanted.
"go ahead, teyam." you'd whisper, backing yourself up onto him.
he'd be surprised, tsaheylu being such a regular part of your nightly routine that he'd forget that you could hear his every thought and feel his every desire.
"hm?" he'd hum, confused and groggy.
"you can put it inside me, i don't mind." you'd reassure him, reaching behind you to do it yourself.
just as he'd imagined, he'd bury his hot face into the dip of your neck, inhaling your scent as he slides himself inside you.
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sampilled · 6 months
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sorry don't mind me, i'm just thinking about how sully made sam food (real tangible food. all his childhood favourites)and how weems washed his kids bed sheets so that his mum wouldn't find out
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silverhowe · 1 year
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The difference between still 1 and 2 felt absolutely feral and exciting in the theater, both times. God this man is an absolute bastard and I'm here for it, internal conflict and all.
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dreadheadmadi · 1 year
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Imagine watching Neytiri being raised in a war that took the lives of her sister, father, and soul sister, saving her children who were captured by the enemy they thought was dead, having to leave her home and mother behind to avoid more death, being forced to accumulate into another culture despite her personal views and opinions which weren’t being heard in the beginning, being there for her oldest daughter that had a seizure, getting scared that her youngest son was tricked into his death, being blamed for the deaths of innocent Tulkun and inevitably causing the war they tried to avoid, learning that her youngest son and daughters got kidnapped again along with the chief’s daughter; her eldest son - firstborn golden child - died; her youngest daughter and even herself almost drowned, and complain about her frequent crying…
She deserves to cry!!
She deserves to sob and weep and just completely break down!!!
Fuck you and your “emotionally emotionless” internet persona. This woman has went through so much trauma since she were a child, but god forbid actual trauma and it’s effects be anything more than a fetish or angsty fan fiction material.
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fleursbending · 1 year
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✿ hello guys! here is some of my wips that i've been working on 🫶🏻. these are specifically ones that were not requested and simply ideas that suddenly struck me.
✿ some have taken the back burner for the time being due to the influx of requests i gotten. but they will all see the light of day soon!
✿ let me know which ones your most interested in reading and maybe 👀 i'll have it done sooner. and if you'd like to be tagged in any! andd i have a note on my notes app as well dedicated to a list of songs i wanna do as song fics for neteyam! hoping to kickstart that.
also?!?!!
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wth guys i feel so lucky 😭 thank you for appreciating my writing <333 !!! more to come soon! i will be posting tonight!
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azaleaniath · 1 year
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Neteyam be sleeping with the fishes.
Interpret this however you want
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