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fandoms-x-reader · 17 days ago

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The Avatar of Greed

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Requested By: @rainedroplets

Summary: The brothers' reactions to finding out MC is in love with Mammon and that the two of them had been dating for a while when they were planning on confessing.

Bonus Mammon part at the end! <3

Lucifer’s pride was definitely hurt when he found out that you and Mammon had been dating.

He had thought that the two of you had a childish crush on one other. But, he didn’t see it lasting.

After all, Mammon was the worst when it came to money and he was also terribly impulsive with his decisions.

There was no way the two of you would have a stable future together.

Whereas Lucifer could give you everything you could ever want. Like financial stability and proper respect from the denizens of the Devildom among other things.

He wanted to confess his feelings to you over a lavish evening where he could really take the time to spoil you and show you what being in a relationship with him would look like.

It was only after he planned it all out that he found out that not only were you in love with Mammon, but the two of you had been dating for a while.

Lucifer didn’t believe the news when he first heard it.

Mammon’s childish but kindhearted nature always held a special spot in Lucifer’s heart, but he never thought he would lose you to his younger brother.

He takes some time to regain his composure, but once he does, Lucifer acts unfazed by the whole ordeal.

He’ll continue to act as though nothing has changed and he’ll wear a smile all the same, hiding the true emotions that linger under the surface.

He’ll be dying on the inside but laughing on the outside - all to save face.

Levi is more of the suffer-in-silence type of person.

Finding out that you and Mammon were in love with each other was a huge blow to him.

You had opened Levi up in ways that he never knew were possible.

You not only got him to want to be around others again, but you made him believe in himself.

And that was something that he not only loved you for but admired you for.

It took him a long time to admit his feelings for you to himself, and an even longer time to work up the courage to tell you.

And when he could no longer hold the words in anymore, he found out about you and Mammon.

It definitely broke his heart, but Levi will try to play it off despite the fact that he’s a blushing and stuttering mess.

He’ll immediately return to his shut-in and self-deprecating tendencies.

He won’t talk to either of you for a long time, and whenever he does see one of you, you could see him doing everything in his power to hold back his sin.

Levi radiates anger almost as strong as Satan, though he doesn’t know if he’s mad at you for choosing Mammon, mad at Mammon for stealing you, or mad at himself for not making a move sooner.

There’s only one piece of advice to give when Satan finds out that you and Mammon are dating: Get out of the way.

Satan will definitely go into a rage frenzy at the news, for many different reasons.

First, he’s doubting his own skills because he should have been able to observe the fact that the two of you were dating.

Second, you chose…Mammon?! Of all the demons?! The scummy, money-grabbing one?

Third, he’s heartbroken and a bit embarrassed that he confessed his feelings to you and anger was the only way he knew how to cope.

Satan was very meticulous in planning the perfect way to tell you how he felt about you. He wanted you to feel as special as you always made him feel.

In his state of ire, he harshly told you what he thought about your relationship with Mammon before storming off.

He’ll only calm down after half of the House of Lamentation is destroyed; and, when the anger finally began to wane, he deeply regretted the way talked to and treated you.

He’ll give you a sincere apology but he’ll try to avoid the two of you, afraid of sparking his rage again.

He tends to hold himself in high regard, like Lucifer, so he’ll do his best to act normal around the two of you, but if he sees any kind of PDA, be prepared for another meltdown.

Asmo is by far the most heartbroken and the most dramatic about the news.

You were the most beautiful thing Asmo had ever seen, and as such, it only made sense for you to be with the most beautiful thing anybody else had ever seen.

Asmo had so many fantasies about the two of you being a power couple.

There were so many things he wanted to do with you and so many ways he wanted to express his love for you.

The first step was confessing the way he felt about you; but, he didn’t expect it to both start and end there.

Hearing that you and Mammon were in love hurt Asmo, but hearing that the two of you had been dating for a while shattered him as his mind filled with questions.

How many nights have the two of you spent together? How many times have you hugged? Kissed? More??

Imaging Mammon’s hands on you the way he wanted his own hands on you sent a shudder through his spine.

Asmo cried at the news and made sure everyone else knew about his woe.

Once the initial phase passed, Asmo tried to act as though he had moved on quickly.

He pretended as though he could care less about your relationship as he surrounded himself with people who were too willing to love him.

Asmo’s focus shifts to only having fun, afraid of opening himself up to the possibility of really loving only one person again.

Beel’s expression when he finds out about the two of you pulls at your heartstrings more than you would have ever guessed.

Beel had fallen for you hard and fast.

Everything about you drew him in.

Whenever you would enter a room, he would always light up with the biggest smile.

Whenever you would ask him to do something with you, he would get so excited.

And when you would accidentally brush against him, Beel would feel butterflies in his stomach.

This was the first time Beel had ever felt this way about anyone and because of that, he was so sure that you felt the same way about him.

He admitted his feelings to you in the privacy of his bedroom, something he was so grateful for when he found out the truth about your feelings.

He looked like a puppy that had just been kicked and did his best to hide his pain and give you a supportive smile.

At the end of the day, Beel has the biggest heart and he wanted both you and his older brother to be happy.

He just wished your happiness wasn’t each other. He wished your happiness was him the way his happiness was you.

He doesn’t make a big deal out of it or treat either of you poorly, but you can definitely tell your relationship with him has changed.

The news of you and Mammon rocked Belphie’s entire world.

He guessed he shouldn’t be surprised that you would choose someone other than him.

After all, given your past, how could you ever trust him?

Belphie tried to make up for the things he did.

He tried to show you how much you changed him and how much he cared for you.

But, it clearly wasn’t enough.

Belphie told you that he loved you when the two of you were up in the attic.

He said it so softly and quietly that you didn’t hear it the first time.

He was even more embarrassed the second time he admitted it and you could see the adoration in his eyes for you.

But, no matter how painful it was, you had to tell Belphie the truth.

Belphie got so upset when you told him - experiencing a whirlwind of emotions.

He left the attic immediately, not even sparing you a second glance before leaving.

He needed space from you and time to process what he was feeling.

Cuddle sessions did not happen again after that day and Belphie made snide comments about Mammon here and there under his breath whenever he saw the two of you together.

Part of it was because he was jealous, but most of it was because he had never felt so heartbroken before.

You have to walk a very fine line when you break the news to him. One wrong word and it’ll most likely bring back his beliefs that he should hate humans as an attempt to hide from the pain he was feeling.

Mammon was head over heels in love with you.

Whenever the two of you weren’t together, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. He missed you so much and wanted to spend all of his time with you.

And when the two of you were together, he couldn’t keep his hands and lips off of you.

He could hold you in his arms forever, never wanting to let you go.

And it was his goal to leave small kisses on every inch of your skin to make sure you were completely loved.

It was hard keeping your relationship a secret from everyone.

He wanted to show the world that you loved him.

He wanted to brag about how you chose him and tell everyone how in love the two of you were.

He wanted to post pictures of the two of you together and write sappy captions that would make everyone else sick.

But he didn’t care because he was yours and you were his.

So, when everyone else found out about your relationship, he was relieved.

It was hard for a little while. It seemed like everyone hated the two of you and being in the House of Lamentation was like walking into a lion’s den.

And part of him felt bad when he saw his brothers looking so sad and heartbroken.

But, once everyone calmed down, Mammon was so happy that everyone knew.

He could finally act like your boyfriend around others without walking on eggshells.

And others could see that someone like you actually saw something in him. That you didn’t think that he was a waste of space like everyone else.

Going public with your relationship made it real and it was the best thing that ever happened to him.

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twinksrepository · 21 days ago

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Unable to sleep

Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Lucifer X F!Reader

CW: Late night phone chats, bad flirting

Word count: Roughly 1.8K

A/N: Some Lucifer fluff after seeing some head cannons about the pacts and thinking about the time between lessons 40 and 41 of the OG.

Images belong to Solmare.

You let out another sigh as you roll onto your side away from the window so you're facing the wall. Closing your eyes as you try to fall asleep, try being the operative word. All you can hear even through the closed window and walls of your bachelor apartment is the sound of the city at night.

Car engines running just a few stories down along the still busy roads, voices yelling words you can't make out adding to the cacophony of clashing sounds. The occasional siren of an emergency vehicle as it flies by.

It's nothing like the stillness of the House of Lamentation.

To think, when you first arrived in the Devildom you couldn't sleep because of how quiet it was. Well. That and the fact Belphie had been calling out to you from the attic.

The sound of squealing tires reaches you and you groan, rolling so you're once more on your back with one of your hands scrambling around on your night table searching for your phone. Wincing as the change in brightness blinds you for a moment before frowning. Wrong phone. Another few smacks and you feel the other device, your D.D.D., and glance at the screen to see the time.

Sure you could have done mental math to adjust for the time difference but that was a daylight task, not an exhausted and unable to sleep task. Maybe one of your favorite brothers could help you fall asleep?

It's almost midnight and you hum for a moment, tapping your lower lip with the tip of your index finger. You can just picture Belphie snuggled up with his pillow and wedged against Beel, both of them passed out in Beel's bed that is covered in empty chip bags.

They're out.

Asmo is one hundred percent off to dreamland with a face mask covering his skin, he might like to party but never at the cost of his beautiful face not getting the proper amount of rest to be bouncy and shiny the next day.

Satan might be up, the Avatar of Wrath does love reading late into the night if he isn't out at a social event with some well to do member of demonic society that takes even Lucifer by surprise. A figurative poke at the thin mental connection that’s always in the back of your mind because of the pact, poke because if he is asleep you're just as likely to get a raging Satan as a sleepy one.

Silence on the other end. You aren’t willing to risk a harder poke but you do let out a small giggle as your brain conjures the image of him still dressed and asleep on his bed with a book draped over his face. It happens far more than the blond is willing to admit.

Levi should be awake, he was raving this afternoon about what a great line up this season was for anime with two manga he was into being adapted. Except you don't even get to reach out mentally to him. He is wide awake with the “DO NOT DISTURB” mental sign up from his end, even without touching the connection you can feel his excitement pouring through it. Blinking you focus on closing your end a little more, maybe that was part of the reason you couldn't sleep.

Mammon might be up. Your nose twitching as you can see him out at the casino and losing all his money from working several part time jobs through the week. It's a fifty fifty shot on if he'd be happy to take a break and talk to you or if he'd tell you in that tsundere way of his that you just cost him the chance to win the jackpot and how sometimes you were more trouble than you were worth.

You've got a one hundred percent shot of that not happening if you don't reach out.

Which leaves a final option.

Lucifer.

You have no doubt he's still awake, probably just as exhausted as you are but he's still working through the piles of paperwork like the perfectionist that he is. Biting your lip before you reach out with a mental probe at his pact connection.

It's almost instantaneous as his mind reaches back, an underlying current of concern mixed in with his curiosity. The pact bonds serve an interesting purpose, at least for you anyway, in that while you can't talk to them you can get a sense of emotions shared through the metaphysical link. Snippets of images to try and convey what they're willing to share with you, and you are able to do the same.

Sending Lucifer what you hope is the mental image of your dark bedroom and the sense of exhaustion and frustration that’s keeping you awake.

Your phone starts to glow and shake in your hand, a rare candid of him laughing in his RAD uniform flashing on screen as you hit the answer button. “Hi Luc.”

“Hello My Love.” You can hear the exhaustion lacing his voice as he speaks, and the sound of his gloved hand trailing through his hair. “Why are you still awake?” There isn't any accusations in his question, just concern that makes your chest feel fuzzy.

“I can't sleep, it's too loud in the human world.”

“So you decided to bother me instead?” He's teasing you, but you're happy to take the bait.

“I doubt you were doing anything important, I'm sure this is the highlight of your night, talking to me on a day that isn't your turn.” Smirking at his own rule that the brothers have to take turns calling you on different days. “I wonder if I should tell the others how the rules don't apply to their big brother?” Grinning from ear to ear as the exhaustion starts to melt away while your excitement grows.

“You could, and then you'd never get anything done because you'd always be on the phone.” His comeback is spot on but it's still fun to tease him about it. “As to the highlight of my night, it is a tie between hearing your lovely voice and going over the spreadsheets for the student council budget.” A soft chuckle that makes your toes curl under the material of your sheets. “How are you ever going to compare to the riveting examination of how much we spent on stationary last month?”

You snort at how serious his delivery is, and you can just picture that playful grin that's starting to spread across his face. “Stationary? Oh no. I've lost, to be a tired lonely human missing her beloved demon, only for him to choose paperwork over me.” Throwing a hand over your face as if he can see your theatrics. “Oh, woe is me.”

“Perhaps if you could summon said demon, you wouldn't be so lonely.” He's still teasing, and it's only been a few weeks since you left the Devildom but you still hear that pang in his voice. The same one you hear when you talk to all the brothers, they miss you just as much as you miss them.

“I know Lucifer, I know.” Sitting up now and using your thumb to twist the ring of light around your finger. “I miss you too, but I am trying. The problem is Solomon seems to be dragging his feet when I ask him for harder lessons or where to look to better understand some of the concepts he's trying to get me to understand.” Frowning now at you think of the witty sorcerer and how flippant he's been about the training he's promised you. “I'm strong enough to negatively affect all three worlds but I can't even boil a cup of water with magic on my own, let alone summon one of the demons I have a pact with.”

“I'm certain he has his reasons, Lamb.” A long exhale and the sound of creaking leather, he must be rubbing his eyes. “My intention wasn't to upset you, hearing your voice this late at night just serves as a reminder that I enjoy going to my room and finding you curled up after you tried to wait for me.” His tone is soothing as he lets out another long exhale, one that sounds part frustrated and you don't blame him.

“Trust me Luc, i'd rather be there too right now making you take a break from your work. You've probably got a few more gray hairs now that I've left, working yourself to the bone.”

“Millenniums of dealing with my brothers but yes it is your absence and my work that is the cause of a few more graying strands.” Chuckling just enough that you find it easy to slump back down into your sheets. “Are you feeling better My Love?”

“A little bit, I'm still not very tired.” Talking to him has helped your mind relax more, focusing on his deep timber instead of the nighttime song of the city. A small yawn escapes you with a bit of wetness forming on your eyelashes.

“I do need to finish this report.” A gentle reminder and you know he's trying to be kind in telling you he does need to hang up and finish his paperwork.

“Can you just talk? I don't care about what, just…” Trailing off as you feel your ears burning a little from your embarrassment. “The sound of your voice helps.”

“So long as you don’t mind me just muttering about costs and unbalanced budgets.”

“Wait.” Blinking as you realize he was talking about his actual work earlier. “The student council really does have a budget? I thought it was more of a you guys just did whatever Diavolo wanted?”

“My Love.” This time you know the exasperation in his voice is clearly directed at you. “All the nights you've spent with me, helping me do calculations and you thought the council just did whatever was catching Diavolo's attention at the time?”

“I mean, am I wrong for thinking that?”

A moment of silence rings out before you hear another sigh. “No. You're not. Alright Lamb, I'll mutter and talk to myself with the phone on speaker so you can hear me while I work if it might help you sleep.”

“Thank you Lucifer.” Doing the same to your own phone and placing it near your pillow so you can hear the sound of his voice. After a few minutes of listening to his deep timber you feel your eyelids growing heavy, blinking and interrupting him for a moment. “Before I fall asleep.” Grinning well aware he can't see it but you send just how full your heart feels at him indulging you through the pact connection. “I love you Lucifer.”

“And I you, my precious, sometimes idiotic Little Lamb.” A similar feeling sent back as he goes back to producing white noise for you. Only ending the call when he hears your soft steady snores for several minutes. “We'll see you soon. And this time, it will be your world.”

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eyrina-avatar · 1 year ago

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Fulfilled

synopsis: based on this request. Neteyam finds reader's diary full of fantasies that she wants to fulfill with him.

pairings: neteyam x reader (avatar reader) aged up ofc

author's note: I tweaked it just a bit but it's still what anon requested. This was sitting in my drafts for like a month since I was so busy. But I finally finished it! Hope the anon who made the request likes this.

warnings: 18+, MDNI, extremely heavy smut such as fingering, squirting, and creampie. proofread once, I was rushing to get this out of my drafts already. Lmk if you see any errors that need to be fixed asap lol

word count: ~6.8k this is a long one (I think my longest ever, I could have divided this into two chapters and even thought about it)- you've been warned

"Ugh, what a long day," you groaned as you hung your legs off the edge of the link unit.

"I honestly don't know how Grace used to manage being in charge of the kid's school plus do research and be so involved with the clan..." Norm trailed off as he yawned.

"And while hiding her findings from the RDA" You added.

"Probably by getting some proper rest. Which is what you two need." Max pitched in, as he handed you the back roller.

"God, that feels so good. What a relief." You sighed as you massaged your back, trying to reach all the sore spots.

"I can help with that!" Neteyam's voice hit your ears and you turned around in shock.

"What are you doing here, I though you were asleep in the tent?" You questioned.

"Yea well, you fell asleep meaning I would have to wait for you in the morning and I wasn't really feeling tired enough to go to bed yet." He responded as he took the roller from your hand and started massaging your middle back making you groan in relief.

"Yea, that's the spot..." you closed your eyes in bliss let out a small "mmm" sound, making you earn looks from Norm and Max.

"Jesus you two, get a room before this gets out of hand." Norm commented as he got up from his link unit, making Neteyam stop his movements.

"Wh-what? No, no. It's not what it looks like. Haven't you guys ever gotten a nice back massage after doing some strenuous activity?" Your cheeks flushed red in your flustered state, thinking about the possibility of ever doing it with Neteyam.

"Yea, but not as strenuous at what you and Neteyam will be doing later if you guys keep this up." Norm rolled his eyes.

"What?" Neteyam's tail stood up in shock and his ears flickered in embarrassment.

"Ha, it's not like they would bother us here anyways, they have the whole forest to go at it." Max chuckled.

"Max!" You and Neteyam yelled in unison, shocked at the words that came out of the usually calm scientist's mouth.

"What, just helping you guys out." He shrugged.

"That type of help is not needed!" You insisted as you crossed your arms.

"Whatever, as long as you two don't start interrupting anyone." Norm added in as he made his way to the shower

"Look who's talking. What I heard from Jake is that apparently Norm and Trudy were often going at it in the shared rooms." Max let out.

"That's none of you guys' business!" Norm stopped in his tracks to comment.

"Well, you sure were making it everyone's business!" Max rebutted, making everyone break out into fits of laughter.

"Woah, Norm!" You let out a giggle

"Maybe that's why he's so uptight, he hasn't been getting any action lately." Neteyam whispered.

"I heard that!" Norm made known before walking away.

"Anyways, I better go get freshened up as well, I'm a bit sweaty right now. Tell one of the repair guys that the cooling system in that unit isn't working so well." You said before placing a "down for repairs" sign on the link unit.

"Will do." Max nodded as you and Neteyam headed out of the lab and into the residency hallway.

"So, I guess I'll be going then if you're just headed to clean up." Neteyam scratched the back of his neck, still a bit flustered from Max and Norm's comments.

"What? No, I have my own room, remember? And my room has it's own shower as well, so I won't have to leave you waiting outside of some random hall. Come, come." You tugged at his arm and he followed you to your room.

"So, this is it!" You walked in and turned the lights on, closing the door behind Neteyam.

"Oh, you did some remodeling since last time?"

"Yup, I wanted to add some life to it so I added in some potted plants around the room plus some that glow in the dark, to add a 'nature-y' touch."

"Not bad. 'Nature-y' touch accomplished." Neteyam looked at the plants, curious to see how the glow would look in your room."

"Oh, let's turn the lights off!" You suggested before flicking the switch.

"Ohh that's nice, it almost looks like the forest in here!" Neteyam marveled while examining all of the colors in your room.

"Yup!" You flicked the light back on. "I just wish I could have added some vines along the window to add some greenery. That's just the finishing touch that it needs." You sighed as you looked around your room.

"Well, why haven't you? There's plenty of vines for you to collect." Neteyam cocked his head in question.

"I have plenty, it's just that I couldn't reach the spot on the wall where I wanted to attach them to. It's too high."

"Nonsense, I'll help you out. See, I can reach just fine." Neteyam stated, happy to lend you a helping hand.

"Thanks, I really appreciate that." You gave a smile and headed to your drawers as you looked for the measuring tape. "Nete, can you please get the vines? They're in my closet over there . The light switch is on the right side, and please close the door while you're at it. I have a automatic dehumidifier in there and I don't want it to start puffing extra hard and using up all of it's charge.

"Sure, sure. I'll get it, and um close the door as well. All of that..." Neteyam made his way to your closet and turned the light on. His hands rummaged through some of your clothes on the hangers and flipped through the ones folded in your drawers but couldn't find the vines.

Crap, forgot to ask her where in the closet they're at, he thought to himself. His eyes scanned the small room and landed on a few boxes stacked on the left side of the floor and one labeled 'room decorations.'

Perfect, probably in there.

He pulled the box out but three more came tumbling down as well. Neteyam hurried to clean up the mess and as his hands scrambled to put everything away, his eyes landed on a small book that landed open and face down. He carefully picked the book up and saw no words on it's cover so he decided to take a peak inside, wondering if it could be filled with your findings and experiments.

He brought the book up to his face and scrunched his eyes as he read the words on the page.

journal entry #105 not much happened today I took more lessons with Moa't and with the help of Kiri, I was able to successfully create a healing balm that was very effective in preventing infection and swelling. The main ingredient was yalna bark. Kiri found it and suggested that we should use it. Also, I took some weaving lessons with Neytiri and she said I was improving quickly. I was able to make my own top with my favorite blue and purple leaves. I later used the top while Neteyam took me to hunt some fish. I saw Neteyam staring so I think it accentuated my features well. I'll definitely be wearing it again since he complimented me and said I looked nice. Anyways, the fishing went well and Neteyam will give me more lessons tomorrow, but I hope I'll be able to concentrate. My feelings for him have been making me even more flustered lately. It doesn't help that he's so handsome. I caught myself staring at him by mistake, hopefully he didn't notice. I definitely don't want him to think that i'm some sort of weirdo.

"Neteyam, are you alright in there?" The sound of your voice snapped Neteyam out of concentration and he hurried to place the book back in the box. He grabbed the box containing the vines and hurried out.

"Gee, what took you so long? Did you get lost in there?" You chuckled.

"Sorry, I was getting the box that the vines were in and knocked down the others in the process so I had to clean up." Neteyam carefully handed you the vines and you untangled them.

"Just start at that corner of the wall and continue all the way around the room, okay?" You asked

"Got it," he nodded.

"Good. I'll go take a shower and by the time I'm done, you should be done as well." You grabbed your towel and headed towards your bathroom. "Oh, by the way, you can put any excess vines along the bottom of the wall, all around the room like the other ones!" You slipped into your bathroom and closed the door.

Neteyam quickly got to work unraveling the vines and hanging them up. By the time he was done, he heard the sound of the water turning off and the shower curtain sliding across the rail.

"Nete, can you please pass me the purple bag? It's in the closet. ." You asked as you hid your body behind the bathroom door.

"Sure," he headed off to retrieve the item for you.

"Thanks, I shouldn't be done for another 10 minutes as I'm doing a hair treatment. If you're done you can go ahead and look around my room if you want." You slipped back into the bathroom.

"Um, alright." Neteyam decided it would be best if he put the supplies back where they belonged and headed back to your closet, putting everything away. Unfortunately the words in your journal wouldn't leave him alone and he decided to take another peak.

One look shouldn't hurt, right? Plus, she told me I could look around.

Neteyam opened the box again and took your journal out. He flipped through the pages until he was met with the most recent entry:

journal entry #119 My skills have improved a lot and Neteyam says I'm one of the best hunters in the clan. In fact, I went hunting with Neteyam again and god, I had a really hard time controlling myself. His charm is so enticing and yet his personality so kind, in fact he makes me so flustered and shy sometimes. But god, his body is so hot?! Honestly, I wouldn't even mind if we banged. Of course I like him for his personality... but he's super attractive too. Gosh, I would let him do anything to me. Anything. And I mean it. I would be so lucky if I would somehow be able to get him to use his fingers on me, or better worded, in me. His dick too, I wouldn't mind. I know it's so big, I just know it, I know. I could bet all the meat from last week’s hunt that it's enormous. Probably a good 9-10 inches... I don't know if that would even fit inside of me, but I'm willing to find out.

Neteyam felt his cheeks burn up at the words he just read as his ears flickered while his tail swished back and forth in excitement.

She likes me back? In fact she likes me back so much she actually wants me to...fuck her?

Neteyam slammed the little book shut and shoved it back in the box. He knew everything he needed to know about it and was going to have the time of his life with the newly learned information. He cleared his throat and got himself together, trying to feel normal, as if he hadn't just finished snooping around his best friend's personal and private writings.

He stepped out and closed the door behind him.

"Gee, you sure took a while in there," you chuckled while combing your hair.

"Well, I was uh, putting some of the supplies away."

"Not bad, the vines came out looking nice! Thanks a lot" You exclaimed.

"No problem," Neteyam smiled nervously, worried if you would find out that he was snooping through your things.

"Hmm, a job like this deserves a little reward." You made your way over to him and flashed a warm smile. Neteyam's tail once again swished back and forth in excitement.

"What type of reward?" He asked, hoping that you would perhaps act on what you had written about.

"Ice cream!" You turned around and headed to your mini freezer.

"Oh" Neteyam murmured under his breath and his ears drooped down.

"Here, one scoop of strawberry and another one of yovo fruit. I made that one myself. I wanted to try something new!" You smiled as you handed him his bowl and spoon but stopped as soon as you saw his face.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing. Thank you, I really like ice cream. I've only had it once or twice." Neteyam tried to come up with any excuse for his disppointed reaction.

"Oh I see, you wanted a different flavor...Well, there's vanilla too but that's kinda plain."

"No, no it's fine. I really do like these flavors. I was just thinking that maybe Tuk would have liked to taste these." Neteyam reassured and began eating.

"It's fine, I have some more saved. She'll be able to taste them as soon as Kiri brings her along to the avatar compound. You know she like's to visit Grace at least once a week" You plopped yourself on your bed and joined him. His tail began swaying left and right as he thought about a new idea.

"So, any plans for tomorrow?" Neteyam questioned.

"Nah, maybe just chill and take it easy, you know what I mean?" You looked up at him and saw how his eyes glimmered with excitement.

"Oh, then maybe you and I can hang out tomorrow. You know, just us, have some space to spend some alone time with each other. Friends always need some time to hang out with each other, right?" He gave your smaller figure a light nudge.

"Right, friends..." Your face dropped at that word and you simply sighed as you continued eating your ice cream.

"Well, it's definitely getting late now. I'm heading back to home tree to get some rest for the morning. I'll see you in the morning, alright?" Neteyam patted your head as he headed out the door and you simply nodded.

"And thanks for the ice cream, it was great. I won't tell Lo'ak though or he'll get jealous, you know how he is. Good night!"

"Good night..." you waved back and sighed, flinging your ice cream into the trash. Too disappointed to do anything else, you threw yourself on your bed and decided to get some sleep.

~~~~~

You woke up early, and with the view of a pink hue illuminating the sky, it was barely dawn and you knew that some of the omaticaya were already awake but the Sully's were probably all asleep as a rock.

You decided to bring your avatar form into the avatar facility and you quietly made your way around into the laboratory as slid into a link unit and was awakened by the sound of Lo'ak snoring in the next tent.

What a nuisance, glad I was able to sleep somewhere else last night.

You quietly made your way out of the tent, careful not to wake anyone else. Cautious with your foot placement, you made it out of home tree and to the spot where you usually meet with your ikran.

With a quick call, your ikran came flapping towards you, and you swiftly boarded it and made way to the avatar compound.

"Mawey, Ira." You petted your ikran to calm her screeching and made way into one of the buildings, past the laboratory and into your room.

Ahh, some peace and quiet. Maybe I'll just relax and give myself a spa day or something. You thought to yourself as you massaged the bottom of your feet that were still a bit sore from all of the hunting and running you've been doing.

Still thinking of the events from last night, you sighed and threw yourself back on the bed, not sure of what to make from the situation.

Does Neteyam really feel the same about me?

Should I ask him out or is that too forward?

Or should I just wait for him to ask me out?

The questions filled your mind and started to make your head pound. You decided that it was probably best if you just took a small break from your emotions and just distract yourself until your mind felt more refreshed and you could think more logical.

Heading towards your table, you grabbed a small tablet where you had recorded data about some plant samples and decided to work on that.

~~~~~

"Has anyone seen y/n?" Neteyam searched around his tent, dumbfounded with where you could have possibly gone without telling him or even waking him up.

"I saw her leave the tent this morning." Kiri commented, not even looking up as she peeled some of the fruit she was preparing for breakfast.

"You saw her? Where'd she go?!" Neteyam questioned his younger sister.

"I don't know. I'm not as nosy as you. Maybe to the avatar compound or something." She shrugged.

"What if she's in danger or something. What if she got lost?!" Neteyam stood up, getting ready to go after you.

"And where are you going without eating?" Neytiri pointed to a spot next to Lo'ak.

"Ha! Guess you can't go looking for your crush right now." The younger brother teased.

"Shut up."

"Don't worry, she's not like Lo'ak. She can actually fend for herself so I'm sure she's fine." Kiri reassured

"Hey!" Lo'ak let out in a protest.

"She knows the forest like the back of her hand. Plus didn't you say she was a pretty good hunter?" Kiri popped the fruit into her mouth and waited for her brother's response.

"Yea, but-"

"Then she'll be fine." Jake reassured as he let out a yawn, still groggy from his sleep.

"I just don't understand why she would go out without telling me. She seemed fine last night." Neteyam sighed

"Oooooh, you were with her last night?" Lo'ak wiggled his eyebrows.

"Yea, and we had ice cream, without you."

"What, that's not fair. She promised she'd save some for me." Lo'ak crossed his arms in disapproval.

"She did save some." Neteyam took a bite out of his fruit and watched as Lo'ak's tail swished back and forth in excitement.

"But not for you." He swallowed his food and let out a smirk as he watched Lo'ak's tail come to a halt.

"Whatever, screw you! She's probably pissed and you deserve it. Y/n is always going out into the forest with someone, so to not even wake you up is a bad sign. You probably did something to upset her." Lo'ak spit out in retaliation.

"What? What did I do?" Neteyam put his fruit down as he tried to process the information just given to him.

"Maybe more like what didn't you do..." Kiri murmured.

"Huh?"

"Probably nothing, you know how women are." Jake reassured his eldest son. "But umm, not Neytiri. She's always been wonderful to me. Anytime she was upset was because I deserved it." Jake chuckled nervously, saving himself as he remembered that his wife was sitting right next to him but still earning a light hiss from her.

"Yea, probably nothing..." Neteyam tried to calm his nerves. "After all, she was fine last night." He added.

"Skxawng!" Kiri knocked her brother over the head.

"Ow! What the heck was that for?"

"For being a skxawng, I just told you!"

"What?"

"She likes you. Do I really have to spell it out for you?" Kiri rolled her eyes.

"I know that-"

"You see!" Kiri gave her brother a smack on the arm.

"Stop hitting me! You see what?" Neteyam cocked his head in question.

"You know that she likes you and you haven't even asked her out! That's what!"

"I only found out last night. What was I supposed to do..." Neteyam trailed his words.

"Oh great mother. Even worse! She told you and you didn't do anything about it?" Kiri stared in disbelief.

"She didn't tell me, I found out a different way."

"Norm told you? Max?" Lo'ak pried.

"No..."

"Then how did you find out?" Lo'ak questioned.

"Mind your own business," was all that was given as an answer.

"Well, honestly, you've sorta been giving her mixed signals so she's probably confused on wether you like her or not. Maybe she went back to the avatar compound by herself to clear her mind for a bit." Kiri let out, not wanting to make Neteyam too nervous.

"Oh. What should I do?" Neteyam shook his head in question, unsure of what to do in order to fix the mess he made.

"Aww, the mighty warrior doesn't know how to approach his crush." Lo'ak let out a chuckled.

"Enough." Neytiri warned, quieting the younger boy.

"Just say you're sorry for not realizing earlier and then just ask her out. Or be more direct and say that you like her." Jake stood up and handed his bowl to Neytiri. "Good luck." He tapped Neteyam on the shoulder and made his way to the center of home tree.

~~~~~

You slid out of your chair and got up, stretching your back in the process.

God that was tiresome, but I'm glad to get that out of the way.

Deciding on a break, you headed out of your room and towards the shared lounging area. Grabbing a yogurt pack from the refrigerator, you made your way back to into your room and sat yourself down. Scooping the spoon into the cup, you were about to bring it into your mouth before hearing a knock.

"Coming!" You sighed before putting your food down and making your way towards your bedroom door.

"Norm, I told you I'm not going to be doing anymore experiments this week. I'm still putting together all of the data we collected from the last-" you opened the door to your surprise.

"Well, I'm not asking you to do any experiments. Can I come in?" Neteyam flashed a smile.

"Oh!"

"Soooo?"

"Sure, sure. Of course, come in!" You flashed a warm smiled as you closed the door behind Neteyam.

"I was wondering where you went. You know, since I told you last night that I would see you in the morning but then you left home tree without telling anyone."

"Sorry, I just felt like I needed to clear my head a bit from, um stuff..." you trailed off and much to Neteyam's surprise, Kiri was right.

"Sorry, maybe I was interrupting your personal time. I can leave if you wanted to be left alone."

"No, no! It's fine." You grabbed Neteyam's arm and pulled a chair out for him.

"I've had plenty of time to clear my head and bring my thoughts together and feel less stressed...about things. You know how life is..." You let out a nervous chuckle, not wanting to give any hints on what you were so worried about.

"Sit down, make yourself comfortable."

"Actually..." Neteyam stayed standing up. "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Oh. well… go ahead!"

"Well, actually... I wanted to apologize to you." Neteyam let out in a low voice

"I'm sorry, what?" You tilted your head in confusion at what you just heard. "Apologize for what?"

"Perhaps I've been a bit of a skxawng. Or maybe a complete skxawng. I didn't realize but I was giving you mixed signals. I should have realized sooner and I completely apologize for that. You probably thought I was toying with your feelings. I understand why you were upset with me this morning"

"I-" Your mouth was left agape, not sure of what to say.

"No, I get it. I should have told you sooner. I know that you like me and to be honest, I like you too. In fact, I'm completely enamored by you and should have acted on that earlier instead of leaving you confused. Can you... forgive me?" Neteyam nervously scratched the back of his neck, unsure of what your response would be.

"Neteyam...truth be told, I don't even know what to say. I suppose I forgive you. It wasn't really your fault, how were you supposed to know earlier? Maybe I should have been more bold. I don't know... It's quite alright," you let out a small chuckle. "There's really nothing to be sorry about. In fact, I wasn't mad with you this morning. I just left hometree to clear my mind on this whole situation. It's actually quite silly how flustered you make me feel sometimes. I was just a bit disappointed that last night you said we should hang out today as friends when honestly, I hate that word, friend. I don't want to just be your silly little friend, I want to be more. More than friends..." you trailed off as you looked down at the floor, too embarrassed to look at the na'vi in front of you.

Neteyam brought his hand up to your face and tilted your chin up, "Don't be shy, it's fine. You're quite cute when you're flustered, you know?" He let out a small chuckle. "I probably shouldn't have used that stupid word, friend. But I hope you don't mind it being used in the context of being my girlfriend? What do you think?" He tilted his head, waiting for your response.

"You want me to be your girlfriend?" You shyly smiled as you fiddled with your fingers.

"Why not? Girlfriend, lover, or mate? How's that?" Neteyam let with a small smirk.

"M-mate? That includes getting mated and-" you cut yourself off before you could explain the full details.

"Hmm, why not? I'm interested in you and you're interested in me. Plus, I think you're not as innocent as you make yourself out to be." Neteyam raised his eyebrow and inched himself closer to you.

"Why would you think that...I've never done that with anyone before..." you trailed your words and inched backwards.

"Still doesn't mean that pretty little head of yours isn't in the gutter." Neteyam stepped closer.

"Yea, and what proof do you have of that?" You smirked, cockiness filling your head.

"Hmm let's see, I found a book in your closet and maybe read a few pages."

"Pff, oh yea? And what did it look like?" you jokingly rolled your eyes at him.

"Well, in fact it wasn't one of those biology books. It was a small little book, no title on it. It had a brown leather cover and it was just full of your writing. Sound familiar?" Your eyes widened at the description and your mouth fell open, shocked at the realization.

"What, surprised?" Neteyam let out a small chuckle as he continued inching closer to you until your back hit the wall.

"I- I don't know what you're talking about." You huffed out, trying to sound confident.

"I think you know what I'm talking about. In fact, you're even wearing that pretty little top of yours that you said accentuated your features. It does, and you're right, I couldn't help but stare when you wore it the other day. Not my fault anything you wear makes you look so pretty." Neteyam's fingers played with the string of your top, gently passing over the knot on your back that was holding it together.

Between admitting to reading your journal and staring, Neteyam’s words had turned you into a flustered mess.

“Well, who told you that you could read my journal?!” You spat out, trying to get the upper hand.

“Hmm, let’s see. If I remember correctly, you did tell me that I could look around your room.” Neteyam shrugged.

“Yeah but my journal is private!” You retaliated.

“Oh really? I didn’t see any sign on it that said ‘private/ no trespassing’ or ‘y/n’s journal, don’t touch.’ Seems like you were missing a sign. Can’t blame me.”

“Why, y- you. You perv!” You lashed out defeatedly, not knowing how else to react.

“Really, I’m the perv? I wasn’t the one writing all of my fantasies about wanting to get banged.”

“I…” you dropped your head in shame, once again too embarrassed to face Neteyam.

“Hmm, thought so.” He let out a small chuckle as he raised your chin up again. “So, do you really think I’m handsome?” He looked at you seriously before giving you a slight smirk.

“Well, you read it! No need to tease me about it” you gave his chest a slight push.

“Teasing, who’s doing any teasing? I’m just trying to test the waters to see if you’re really up to doing what you mentioned.”

“Oh-”

“So, are you?” Neteyam inched his face closer to yours.

“Are you what?”

“C’mon don’t try to play dumb. Do you want to do what you mentioned or what?” His lips hovered over yours as he trailed his hands over your waist and behind your back, pulling you in closer.

“I-”

“What’s wrong sweetheart, cat got your tongue?” Neteyam let out a small chuckle before looking you in the eyes and giving a ‘so?’ look.

You simply nodded, too flustered to say anything.

“Words, babygirl. Words.” He pushed your hair out of your face and caressed your cheek. “Would you like to try what you wrote about?”

“Yes…” you whispered in a barely understandable tone.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take it nice and slow. How’s that for you, sound good?” Again, you nodded, giving Neteyam the green light to go ahead.

His eyes fell to your lips and yours on his. Each just a few centimeters away from the other. You leaned in and yours just gently brushed against his. Neteyam’s arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you in during the process, lips making contact for the first time. You let out a small gasp and his came crashing down on yours again, pushing your head back to the wall as you wrapped your arms around his neck. His lips moved in pace and you followed along, inexperienced but quickly catching on. Your hands traveled up and down his neck and Neteyam let out a small groan as you gave a slight tug on his hair. Hands started moving quickly as you found yours on his chest, traveling up and down and his on your back. His lips took a turn and started making his way down, leaving small pecks all over your collarbone and eventually moving to your neck, where his mouth left a wet trail wherever it could.

“Mmm, Nete-” you let out a moan as his lips sucked on your sweet spot making your body fidget in his hold. His lips traveled up your neck and you were sure you were going to have a few bruises for show.

“Neteyam, you’re gonna leave hickeys all over my neck.” You barely managed to breathe out.

“I know… that’s my plan,” he let out in between kisses. “…to mark you… As mine… all mine.” He held onto you and made his way to your bed, not letting go for a thing in the world. Neteyam sat down and had you on his lap facing him, your legs straddling him while he continued to make his mess.

You lifted his face and kissed his lips again, desperate to be able to do some of the action yourself, you pushed his chest, making him inch backwards as you crawled to him, lips still connected to his.

You sat up and his fingers started toying with the knot from your loincloth, still not stopping the kiss as he worked his hands behind your waist.

Neteyam's fingers worked quickly as he untied the knot and slid off the loincloth from under your womanhood. He lifted you off of his lap and placed your back on the bed while he laid next to you, his hands roamed over your body and made their way to your core. Neteyam gently massaged your nub, earning an erotic moan from you. He took the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth as he used his hand to spread your legs wider and brush his fingers over your clit, speeding up as the kiss grew more heated with each passing second.

"Oh.. fuck" you managed out as your hands fell on his, guiding him to a quicker speed.

"Mmm, you like that don't you, sweetheart?" Neteyam let out a smirk as you nodded a desperate 'yes' a your eyes scrunched closed. His hands made their way down to your entrance and he inserted a finger, making you groan in response.

"Fuck..." you groaned as Neteyam stretched you out, making way for his other fingers.

"If I remember reading correctly, you did write that you would be grateful even if you could have just my fingers inside of you. How's that coming out to be?" Neteyam smirked as you moan out a 'good.'

"More, please" you whined out as you attempted to close your legs to gain more friction.

"I can't give you more if you don't open your legs for me. My hands are trapped between your thighs right now syulang." Neteyam's hand moved up to pry your legs open, and you sighed at the slight loss of friction.

"No need to worry, your wish is my command sweetheart." And with that he inserted his second and third fingers without warning. Deep inside of your warmth, he moved his fingers in and out, making sure to hit all the spots of your wet walls.

"Shit....shit! Go faster!" you moaned out in a high pitched voice, convinced that if it weren't for the oxygen sealed doors and windows soundproofing your room, all of the scientists would have been raising their eyebrows by now.

"How's that? Enjoying it?" Neteyam managed out between kisses.

"Fuck yes!" you threw your head back in pleasure as you felt yourself nearing your orgasm.

Neteyams worked his magic in you, sparing your poor pussy no mercy as his fingers pumped in and out while his thumb played with your nub at an increasingly quick pace causing your eyes to cross for a split second as you covered your mouth as to not scream. Holding yourself up with your elbows, you watched as the Na'vi in front of you worked tirelessly to get you to explode.

"Neteyam! I'm getting close... I'm- I'm gonna..." You threw head back once more as your knuckles turned white from grabbing the bed sheets.

"Come! Fucking do it baby, I know it's in you!" Neteyam accelerated his pace as his fingers moved vigorously in and out of you, repeatedly hitting your g-spot.

"Ah- ahh... fuuuck" You let out a loud whine as your hips buck up and down while your orgasm washed over you. Your eyes close tightly making you see stars and your mouth falls agape as low whimpers leave your throat.

"Nghh.. oh my god.." you squeal out under his touch before he slows down and pulls his fingers out. Neteyam lifts up his hand and brings it up to your face, drenched fingers brush across your lips as you open your mouth and give a thorough suck.

"Mmm, that's a good girl" Neteyam praises as you swirl your tongue around his fingers, licking them clean of any residue. With a 'pop' sound, he pulls his fingers from between your lips and you sit up, looking at him with your big yellow eyes as you tug on his loincloth.

"Ready for round two, already?" You give a small nod and Neteyam lays you on your side and props your right leg up.

He positions himself behind you as your hands work beside you, helping untie his loincloth. Springing out, his length smacks your ass and Neteyam lets out a small sigh of relief. He spits on his hand before making it down between his legs and giving himself a few pumps.

Neteyam brushes his cock against your slick cunt, earning a light moan from you as he rubs it around your entrance.

"You ready sweetheart? I'll go nice and slow for you." Neteyam gives a small peck on your lips before you answer with a small 'yes.' He lines himself up with your entrance and pushes his mushroomy tip in, slowly driving his full length inside of you.

"Nghh.." was all you managed to let out before he asks 'are you okay' and you give a small nod. His dick goes all the way in and you can feel his tip against your cervix.

"Fuck, you're so big..." you squirm yourself around as you try to get used to the new feeling.

"You said you wanted to try it." Neteyam lets out a small chuckle at your struggle. "Ready?" He asks, making sure that you're all stretched out before moving."

"Of course," and with that, he pulls himself out completely before thrusting in with full force, making you yelp in surprise. Neteyam starts thrusting in and out of you, filling the room with sounds of skin smacking against each other.

"Shit" he groans out, untying your top as he continues smacking himself into you. Neteyam grabs your breast in his hand and starts sucking as his hips pick up in pace, making you moan aloud.

"Fuckk...fuckk"

"Enjoying that, princes?"

"Yes. I love it so much!" you whine out as his dick hits against your cervix, making you shut your eyes in pain and pleasure. You can't help but tighten around him as he plays with your breast and his lips leave a trail of kisses on the back of your neck.

"Fuckkk, too big!" you let out in almost a scream before he wraps his hand around your neck, applying just a small amount of pressure.

"y/n, stop that... you're gonna make me spill inside of you if you keep squeezing yourself around me like that." Neteyam warned with a light smack on your botton.

"I can't...help it... You fuck me so good!" You let out in between breaths. Neteyam pounds himself into you, making you whine out incoherent nonsense and you can't help but tighten your walls again.

"Fuck...fuck!" Neteyam grits between his teeth and you can tell he's near his high as his hips start moving desperately.

"I *thrust* think *thrust* I'm *thrust* gonna *thrust* come!" Neteyam lets out in a groan before you feel his hot cum spill all over your insides making you moan at the feeling. His white juices overflow your insides and soon spill out, dripping down to underside of your legs.

"Mmm, princess, you look so fucking good with your pretty little hole filled up like that." Neteyam goes back to kissing the sides of your neck and once again, his fingers start playing with your insides while you play with his length in your hands, trying to harden him up again.

"Shit," he huffs out in sensitivity as your finger plays with the tip of his cock, swiping it over and over again.

"Alright let me finish you up, I've got this." Neteyam gives your thigh a light pat and you let go of him, letting him take control of his length and bringing it to you entrance again.

He thrusts into you without warning and you yelp out. His thrusts continue roughly, not giving you time to adjust. Neteyam hits your insides repeatedly and it makes you whimper in pleasure.

"Ah- ah! Neteyam... I'm close!" You let out in between whimpers as your hands search for anything to grab onto while your orgasm approaches.

"Mmm....fuck. Good, you're almost there sweetheart" Neteyam grunts out as his hips continue pushing into your rear.

"I'm gonna- I think... I'm gonna come!" You let out in a loud whine and Neteyam pulls out before pushing himself back in completely, causing you to moan aloud as your orgasm hits you, making your back arch and your legs tremble as you grab onto him while you squirm around as Neteyam pounds into you as fast as he can.

He pulls out, leaving you to squirt your juices all over your legs and on the bed. Your hips heave up and down as the clear liquid jets out of you, leaving you breathless until your high calms down and your legs stop shaking.

"Holy shit..." Neteyam lets out in a small chuckle as he stares in amazement.

"Well... that was intense" you break the silence and the both of you stare at each other before breaking out into small giggles.

"Are you alright, was I too rough with you?" Neteyam gently rubs your shoulders as the both of you lay down, flat on your backs, exhausted.

"No... you were fine. It was good." You flash him a shy smile.

"So, was it everything you expected... or did you I let you down?" He asks with a small chuckle.

"It was... interesting... definitely better than I expected." You chuckle as you lay your head in the crook of his neck.

"So I guess we can say... your wish has been fulfilled." Neteyam pokes your cheek, teasing you.

"I guess so..." you hide your blushing cheeks on his collarbone as he laughs at your shy antics. He slightly lifts up your face and gives you a small peck on your forehead as the both of you bask in each other's warmth.

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reneesghostinthelivingroom · 8 months ago

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korra fluff 🥹🥹 i love my girl so much😔

Dining with the Rich

|| Avatar Korra x fem!reader

|| Warnings: none, just pure fluff

|| Summary: Korra finds reader hanging out by the park river and offers to take her on a nice date, it's been a while since they had the chance to.

Requests open!

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It was a peaceful day in Republic City.

You'd been enjoying your morning, laying by the park river and looking towards the sky with your arms folded behind your head. Feeling relaxed and at peace for the first time in a while. Being the Avatar's girlfriend meant you were always caught up in some chaos or drama that didn't originally involve you... but you somehow get dragged into anyway.

That's when you hear the sound of a familiar voice calling your name, propping yourself up on your elbows you turn your head and see Avatar Korra. Giving you that classic smile of hers you've come to love. A soft blush forms on your cheeks and you smile back as she waves at you, joining you by the river and sitting down beside you. Planting a soft kiss to your lips.

"Hey, you." She rests her hand on your knee," What're you doing out here? I've been looking for you all morning."

You lean your head on her shoulder, resting against her side and taking in her warmth.

"Enjoying the weather. You said you've been looking for you?" You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that. Was your peace really going to be interrupted by more Avatar duties again?

"Yeah, I've been thinking... it's been a while since we went on a proper date, unless you count fighting villains as a date?" Korra jokes, you roll your eyes and suppress a laugh.

"Absolutely not."

"Didn't think so." Korra gives you a playful nudge, which manages to get that laugh out of you. She smiles," Asami mentioned a nice restaurant that opened up recently and offered to get us a reservation. If you're interested."

"Oh, definitely. I'm not missing out on free rich people food." You smile back and Korra laughs this time, draping her arm around your shoulders and pulling you in close to her side.

"How about tonight, then?" She looks at you and you nod.

~~~

A few hours later, you were getting ready for your date. In absolute state of panic trying to make sure you presented yourself perfectly.

Jinora walked past your door (you have a room in the Air Temple) then stopped and back tracked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"Why are you so freaked out?" She asks, you jump and turn to look at her. Having been startled by her sudden appearance.

"I have a date with Korra tonight and I need to look perfect. Asami got us a reservation at some fancy rich restaurant." You explain, your hands making frantic gestures.

Jinora stifles a laugh and walks into your room, arms folded across her chest as she tilts her head at you.

"Korra's not going to care what you wear. I mean, have you seen the way she dresses?" Jinora reminds you, you glance at yourself in your body mirror. Looking over your features.

You'd thrown together a quick outfit. A nice black velvet sleeveless t (which showed a bit of cleavage). Paired with velvet black dress pants. It was the nicest thing you owned and you had saved an embarrassing amount of money just to get it.

"I know but the place is like- super fancy-" You stutter out, rethinking your choice as you bite down on your thumb nail.

Jinora rolls her eyes.

"If you aren't going to listen to my advice you're hopeless." She leaves you to fend for yourself, not wanting to deal with you if you won't even listen to her advice.

~~~

After another hour of fussing, you finally decide you were at least presentable. Taking a breath, you stepped out of your room and headed down the hall. Why was this all still scary? You and Korra have been on a number of dates. This one shouldn't be any different.

But it was.

Because you'd be dining with rich people. God, you just realized you didn't even know proper table manners. Like, yeah you knew how to behave yourself at a table but not rich people level.

Though you quickly relaxed remembering Korra was in the same boat as you. Even if she was the Avatar, her manners... could use a little work.

You made it to the first level of the Temple, Korra standing by the front door and waiting for you. Styled similarly to how she was during the last scene of the finale episode.

I couldn't find any decent pictures.

She noticed you and smiled, taking in your appearance with a soft blush on her cheeks.

"You look... wow. Now I feel underdressed." She looks down at her own outfit and you can't help but laugh, smiling and taking her hand in yours.

"You look perfect." You assure her, a blush on your cheeks matching the one on Korra's.

Korra gives you a soft kiss, though you don't let her pull away and instead continue it for a moment. Your lips moving against each others in soft, rhythmic motions before your lips finally part. Separated by a mere inch or so as you looked into each other's eyes.

Your hand squeezed hers and she leads you out of the Temple, heading to your date spot.

The rest of the night flows smoothly. The two of you enjoying your meals, having conversation after conversation. Talking about anything and everything from latest bending techniques to latest interests. The hours tick by and you haven't even realized how long it's been. Just enjoying have a night off to be with each other.

It was nice focusing on your relationship rather than the world.

#x reader #fem reader #wlw fiction #canon x reader #fanfic #avatar korra x fem reader #korra x female reader #korra x reader #avatar korra #legend of korra

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blues824 · 1 year ago

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Brothers react to Raiden Ei!MC leaving them a note explaining that their puppet body is rebelling against her so she’s going to fight her in a pocket dimension for their safety, and the brothers break in to pocket dimension anyways just in time to witness her go against her puppet counterpart like in Ei’s story quest

Hello! Gender-neutral reader. Also, I based it off of Ei rather than the Shogun, and I used the Wiki.

Lucifer

It was through his first interaction with you where he learned that you were not quite excited about the changes you were going to have to adapt to as you lived in the Devildom. To be fair, he didn’t like a lot of changes to his schedule either, but he was prepared to receive an exchange student.

The two of you actually got along very well. You were stern, but you were also fairly social. There have been many a night where the two of you would sit and talk in his office. He learned that you were an archon and that you were dedicated to the people you ruled over. Aside from being more responsible, you reminded him of Lord Diavolo.

When you two get more romantically involved, he loves spoiling you. He knows that you love sweets, and thus gets them for you whenever he goes to the store. You both make a very graceful and elegant couple, and the rest of the brothers agree. You had to admit that you loved Lucifer with all of your heart, as someone was finally looking out for you rather than you being on your own.

One day, the Avatar of Pride woke up to his bed empty aside from himself. He looked and saw a note replacing you, and he read it to see that you were fighting the Shogun in a dimension… to protect him? Didn’t you know he was one of the most powerful demons within the Devildom? He finally made it to the pocket dimension you had created for the battle, and he helped you through it.

Mammon

He originally thought that you had a stick up your ass for how strict you were. You were like an archon version of Lucifer, and it pissed him off. What was worse was that you retained all of your electric abilities and you would constantly shock him when he was doing something that could get him in trouble.

But, for some reason, he still did catch feelings, and even though he tried to hide them, he was too obvious. He liked to take you on long drives in his car just so that the two of you wouldn’t be interrupted when spending time together. It was also the only time where you got to see the true him where he wasn’t trying to hide his vulnerability. You would tell him about how you were an archon and a ruler back in your world, and it called you to have a ‘stick up your ass’, you used his quote that he cringed at.

Eventually, he does actually ask if you would be his first just like he was yours, and you said yes. You will never know how happy he is just to be able to call you his, as it feeds into his sin but in the best way possible. He liked to follow you around like a lost puppy, and while it is suffocating sometimes, you do love him as much as he loves you.

However, one day, he went into your room and you were gone. There was a piece of paper, stating that you were fighting the Shogun and that you would be back when you can. So, instead of just waiting to see if you would be alright, Mammon jumped into the pocket dimension and joined you in the battle.

Leviathan

He is a total fanboy because you are just like that character from that one game he has played before: A God Took Away My Sibling And Now I Have To Traverse This Realm To Try And Get Stronger And Find Them. For the first few weeks, he is shut in his room because there is no way he could even attempt to talk to you without passing out.

But, you went inside instead and he was just frozen in place. You had greeted him in a very proper and formal manner, and his face just went red. From that point on, you would choose to hang out with him whenever you decided that you needed to escape your harsh reality as an exchange student. Besides, you were quite curious about video games, and Levi was the best person to go to for that.

When Levi had asked if you would be his Player 2, he was so nervous. However, he threw his arms up in the air when you accepted, and his little display of excitement was just adorable to you. Nothing really changed between the two of you, aside from the fact that now you would cuddle with him in the bathtub that he uses as a bed. His arms became the eternity you had been searching for back in your world.

One day, Levi woke up to find you missing. There was a note on his monitor, saying that your Shogun had been acting up and you needed to deal with it. He went into the pocket dimension to see one hell of a battle taking place. He summoned Lotan to help, and pulled you back since electricity and water don't mix too well and he didn’t want you getting hurt.

Satan

The two of you could see that you would get along great. From the first day, you both were together. He would take you to all the book shops in town as often as he could, as the books inside could teach you about both modern and Devildom customs and traditions. You had said you wanted to learn about the new realm you had found yourself in, after all.

After your ‘dates’, he would take you to go get some sweets since he knew that you loved them so much. On multiple occasions, people would mistake the two of you as a couple, but it was those people that planted the seed within your brains. That aside, it was on these little trips to the shops where you would get to know each other. You learned that he hated being compared to Lucifer, and he learned that you were an archon who would choose your people over anyone else. That last bit did sting a tad, but who cares?

When the two of you decided to make it official, literally no one was surprised. However, now you walked arm-in-arm, like a man and his spouse typically would back in the 1950’s. Graceful, elegant, and even a little domestic. Satan liked that last word, as it made him feel like he was Satan and not the Avatar of Wrath; like his whole purpose was to make you happy rather than be angry.

But, one morning, he woke up to see you not sleeping beside him. There was a note left on your side of the bed, saying that your Shogun was rebelling against you, and you needed to put an end to it. Like the others before him, he made it into the pocket dimension to see the two of you fighting, and he did his best to help you.

Asmodeus

He squealed in excitement when he found out that there would be another member in the House of Lamentation, and you looked absolutely stunning. But, he wishes that you wouldn’t be so serious all the time. There have been a few times where he thought you were boring when you said that you needed to read upon the customs of the Devildom.

So, to solve the issue, he shut the book you were reading and dragged you into the city where you could experience the new world you found yourself in firsthand. He took you to the mall first where he spoiled you to bits. He got you some sweets that he saw on Devilgram, and he bought a lot of clothes for the two of you. As you both were sitting to rest your legs, you told him that you hadn’t had this much fun ever, since you had to balance being an archon and a ruler. This made him determined to make this the funnest experience for you.

You better believe that this man had his entire confession planned out. He filmed it as well so that he could forever remember the moment where you accepted his feelings and love. The many kisses he planted on your face that day was just a lead up to the main kiss on the lips, and now he can say that he kissed an archon.

A few weeks later, Asmo woke up to see you were not there. He let out a whine at the cold, but there was a note instead. It said that you were fighting the Shogun that you had told him about and that you would be back as soon as possible. This caused the Avatar of Lust to worry, so he joined you in the pocket dimension to help you.

Beelzebub

This man is down bad for you. You know how Denji would bark for Makima in Chainsaw Man? Yeah, Beel’s nickname should be Denji. He is willing to do anything for you. This man shares his food with you. If that doesn’t say dedicated, I don’t know what does. Whenever he has a Fangol game, you are there in the front row and his brothers have to fight for their seats.

His love languages are food (gifts/acts of service) and physical affection, so be prepared for a buttload of sweets and cuddles. He does like going grocery shopping with you because it allows you to get some time alone. He actually got to know more about you this way, and he learned that you were dedicated to your people as an archon back in your world.

When he confesses, it’s more of a spur-of-the-moment deal. He does present you with your favorite snacks, though. It’s in his room as you both are indulging in the yummy sweets that you love so much, and you are just having a typical conversation. The words escape him, ‘I love you’, and his eyes widen at what he said. But you responded with ‘I love you too’ as though nothing happened.

But, the next morning, he woke up to a note on top of him instead of you. It said that your Shogun was rebelling against you and you needed to deal with it. Beel was worried about you, so he found you in your pocket dimension. It was definitely a very serious battle, as he could see you were getting hurt, so he decided that he needed to help you.

Belphegor

He knew that you were not human, but that doesn’t mean he likes you anymore than if you were. There was a clear difference between the two of you: he hates humans, and you were curious about their customs. He just didn’t understand why you were so curious about them. The traditions changed by the time the next generation came, so there was no point.

But, during one of your deep discussions before falling asleep, you had mentioned that you were an archon and a ruler over some land back in your world. Perhaps that was why you were curious about mankind: you were constantly dealing with them on a day-to-day basis, and you were not one of them. Instead, you were a being that was above them.

When he confessed, it definitely was not planned. He mumbled something in his sleep that you heard, and you asked him about it once he woke up. This man did not shy away from just telling you that he loved you and he had a dream about this exact moment. You were surprised at his blunt answer, but you accepted his feelings and returned them.

However, he was surprised to see that you had managed to escape his grasp in the night, as he woke up to a note saying that you were fighting the Shogun and you wouldn’t be back for a while. The last part made him panic a bit, and he went into the pocket dimension you were in and helped you fight.

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billford-dump · 10 months ago

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Stranger Avatar Stan Thoughts

It starts with his first new identity, not long after he was kicked out. He… enjoyed being someone else. He was no longer Stanley Pines, high school dropout, moron who ruined his genius brother's science fair project, the useless kid, the spare. Now he's Stan Pinington, a man who has just barely started existing, who is old enough to hold a proper job, who has never fucked up so badly he got kicked out, who is confident and smart and is going to make millions.

It doesn't turn out like that, of course. He gets fired from his new job after a week, barely earns enough to pay for food and gas. He keeps going, keeps trying, because at least this was better than being Stanley. Eventually he broke one too many laws and was forced to leave Jersey, but that's okay because now he was Leland Oakley, a new face with new opportunities.

And on and on, he became person after person after person. Never caught, never recognized when he didn't want to be.

Then came the day he had to become Stanford Pines. He's not sure how anyone actually believed he was his brother, the hands alone were a dead giveaway, not to mention the sudden lack of nerdiness. But still, he settled into his new role, molded it to fit him better, and eventually "Stanford Pines, the reclusive scientist" became "Stan Pines, the owner of the Murder Hut (later renamed the Mystery Shack)".

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Stan doesn't even know he's an avatar. He's not a full one, never actually crossed the boundary between human and Not, still stuck between them. There was usually enough fear around to keep him from getting hungry, and the way that he could go weeks without eating if he had to was something he wasn't about to question. The only time he got seriously hungry was after Ford fell through the portal and he spent weeks (it was months, he survived for MONTHS on what little half-rotten food Ford had in his house) before he was so hungry he was forced to go into town.

He felt so much better, once he gave that first tour. He tells himself it's because now he has money, and money always makes him feel better. The townsfolk won't make eye contact with him, but something keeps a few of them coming back.

The Mystery Shack is the way he feeds himself, although he isn't aware of it. That mild fear of the tourists is enough, and at the height of tourist season he doesn't even have to sleep, he can work all night and feel fresh and ready to go in the morning. The off-season is another story, he'll fall asleep and wake up days later, telling himself he just forgot to mark the calendar.

(He knows there's something very, very wrong with him. But if it helps him get his brother back sooner, he will embrace that wrongness completely.)

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He never closes down his wax museum. See, rather than them just being cursed wax figures, a few months after he stole them they stopped being constrained by their curse and started being animate all the time. And THEY were aware that Stan was nearly an avatar, and they enjoyed hanging out in his house, so they put in the effort to scare the shit out of people to feed him. Like paying rent. When the wax museum stopped pulling in money they got moved to the main area instead of locked up.

That, plus he can supplement his diet with human food.

Occasionally though, when all of that isn't enough, he'll feel… odd. He'll lead tourists through rooms he doesn't remember having and the tourists' expressions will change from that gullible interest he's so used to into fear, then terror, but they just follow him until the end of the tour and then leave immediately without buying anything. (They watch, as the old man acting as their tour guide looks less and less human, leads them past hanging, empty skin and people who aren't people, leads them past puppets and mannequins and people they Do Not Recognize, and the moment they're outside again they flee in terror and never even set foot in Oregon again.)

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Then came the day he was finally, finally able to bring his brother back…. His brother, who barely recognized him, who treated him like a stranger when he first saw him, who seemed wary and on guard and kept protectively placing himself between Stan and the kids.

(Avatar Ford post here.)

#gravity falls #stan pines #the magnus archives #tma #stranger avatar stan #stranger fear entity #fun fact ive discussed this with ckret a bit #we decided that the wax statue episode is different #mabel and dipper know stan is weirdly attached to his wax statues so when one of them is KILLED?#oh poor grunkle stan they need to find who did it!#who chopped off dearly departed wax abe lincoln's head!#they hold a funeral and everything #(stan killed wax abe bc he had said the kids were off limits but the wax figures kept trying to scare them. he was making an example)#it ends the sameish but mabel uses the leftover wax to create a unicorn that stan is very careful not to animate

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snoopy333 · 1 year ago

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Be Mine

Tsu’tey x dreamwalker reader

same thing with word count haha😂

pt.2 to ‘come back to me’

Warnings: smut 18+, swearing , Mentions of anxiety

NOT PROOFREAD

Overview: After Tsu’tey heals from the war, Y/n and Tsutey become closer than before…

His healing journey was one of a true warrior. One day he could barely eat and the next he was forcing himself to stand. You stayed by his side, jumping into his arms with every achievement inevitably apologizing as you forgot his injuries.

After the war you and Jake were truly accepted into the Omaticaya. You both crossed over into your Avatar bodies becoming a true navi. You were both showered with love and acceptance feeling a warmth you never truly felt. You became an official healer studying non stop to truly become the best you could be .

The weeks pasted and you and Tsu’tey grew closer together. His gestures became more apparent in public. His arm always around your waist. Kisses planted on your forehead whenever he greets you. And then the proper courting began.

Each morning a basket was left in front of your hut. Filled with different greenery and sometimes supplies you needed to make your pastes,Sometimes fruit to get you through your day. Regardless he never failed to keep a smile on your face. “goodmorning yawne.” He said reaching his arm around you as you arrived at breakfast. “ What does the day look like for you today?” He said sitting with you. “I have some gathering to do and then i should be free later tonight.” His smile brightened tail swinging a bit. “I will come to get you after!”

It was like everyone could tell what was going to happen but you. Neytiri watched holding in her giggles as she nudged jake who nudged the rest of your friends. You knew how mating worked and you were aware you were being courted but you had no idea what was to come.

The day had passed and the tasks of the day tired you out. As you began to walk to your hut that’s familiar voice graced your ears again, “finally y/n , you work too hard.” He said waiting for you leaning against a tree ahead of you. You smile sleepily “I work to hard?”, you laughed “look whos talking.” He smiled reaching a hand out to you , “you still up for tonight..?”he asked almost nervously. “Of course!” You said happily wrapping your fingers in his.

“I wanted to take you to a place i think could truly soothe you, and connect us.” He looked down to you a smile tugging at his lips . Through all of his gestures and his courting you always remember how he would scowl at you in the beginning. Remembering the look of distaste that always painted his face, and you remember how no matter how angry he looked you always thought he was so cute. “Tsu’tey im so happy i met you.” Your grip tightened on him as you walked.

You noticed where you were going. The place you first bonded. You had sat alone after leaving home tree wanting to get away from the noise of the festival that was happening. You had never felt more alone then ever, Jake had bonded with Neytiri, spending most of his time with her and you were left alone. Though you were acquainted with a few people in big gatherings your anxiety still surfaced. You sat on a rock that was more like a small ledge. It was over a hot spring and you sat with yourself humming and watching the water. “What are you doing alone this late?” Tsu’tey huffed shocking you from your daze.

You remember this day like yesterday. You remember how he sat next to you and let you speak all of your feelings. You two shared stories your sure no one else had heard. “And then Jake got mad at everyone else because he fell !” you two laughed holding youre stomachs. One of the only genuine laughs you had shared since you were on pandora

Now you walked together again. Climbing to that ledge. He helped you up his large hand on your waist making your stomach flutter. He watched your figure above him, helping himself up after. You sat on the ledge swinging your feet looking up to him. “I am forever grateful to have met you y/n, you are a true gift.” His eyes looked into yours with a deeper anticipation painting his face. You had never seen him nervous before, it was cute in a way. You turned to him moving to sit on your knees, “ i am grateful as well tsu’tey, you mean so much to me. I dont think you have any idea how it felt to almost lose you. Your hand held his cheek. “That is the thing..” he started “I know exactly the fear you felt. I face it every day that i dont make you mine.” He placed his hands onto your waist. “Y/n you have become my world, The last thing i see when i close my eyes. And the first thing i think of when i awake. You cared for me endlessly in my worse time. When i was half a man.Please be my mate, I promise to take care of you. I promise to provide all i can for you and the family we create, Please be mine” He said his eyebrows furrowed doing his best to get his words out.

His hands held onto you almost helplessly as you smiled and nodded over and over. Your smile brighter than the first star. “Ive been yours since the day i laid eyes on you.” His eyes lit up pulling you into a bear hug. His large frame engulfing your smaller one. You let your legs fall over his sitting in his lap for the first time. “I am yours, forever”. His hold on you tight like a longing that has finally been filled. You pulled his braid to the front of him , pulling yours over your shoulder as well. “Are you ready?” he asked holding his queue.

Just then you made tsaheylu. You felt and seen all of him. Almost like you truly became one. All you could do was look into his eyes. Holding onto his face as you began to fill dizzy with love. His lips grazed over yours, noses touching together before you both engulfed each other in a fiery kiss. You felt his warm lips press against yours, His sweet tongue exploring the cavern of your mouth. The way his hands traveled your waist. It was all too much.

His hands dipped lower until he was guiding your hips to rock over his. “Is this okay yawne?” He said almost breathless leaving kisses down your neck as your cunt started to flutter. “y-yes yesss.” You let yourself rut against him. “F-fuckk, yawnetu i gotta take us home”.He said as he felt his loincloth tighten. He stood carrying you. You could swear you had never seen him move so fast. He rushed through the village ignoring all the funny looks until you two reached his hut.

The next thing you knew you were sitting on his cot, lips attacking each others. He undid your top leaving kisses down your neck. “Youre so beautiful y/n..” he places kiss over your chest “my beautiful girl.” Your lips met each others again. You reached up undoing his neck piece, pulling it from his neck.

He laid you down the correct way. Situating himself between your legs and kissing over your collar bones. He reached for your loincloth untying it. And you untied his , the both of you scanned each others bodies almost desperately.

“My girl..” Was all he could utter.Kissing down your stomach slowly,repeating “you’re my girl..”.. “all mine..” He kissed over your cunt rubbing over your thighs. He pushed one of your legs over letting his tongue lick between your sopping folds. “Tsu’tey ahh~” You whimper letting your hands fall to his hair. “Thats right yawne say my name.” Before another whine could leave your mouth he was eating you out like a starved man. His tongue swirling around your clit, Soft lips sucking just right. It drove you crazy.

He let one finger sink into you. He wanted to do everything to you. But he wanted you comfortable more. “Hows this ma y/n ?” he asked thrusting his finger in slowly curling it up a bit. “G-good~ F-fuck!” He smirked at the state you were in adding another finger.

Before you could cum he made sure to pull away. He wanted to see you in a desperate state. He held your hips pulling away. He flipped you onto your hands and knees all too well. “Poke it out for me yawne, i know you know how.” He said stroking himself. You got into position arching your back well for him letting your chest touch the covers. You rocked your hips a bit for him. “Like this ma Tsu’tey?”. You knew using little pet names got him going so this was just the cherry on top to your cunt leaking in front of him.

“Oh y/n, im gonna fuck a baby into you girl.” It was the last thing you heard before you back was being beat in. His hard cock thrashing against your walls making your body shutter. His hand gripping your waist tightly pulling your small frame back onto his cock. His mind went crazy watching your ass bounce against him. Feeling your slick coat his balls. “Fuck~ this is all mine, Youre all mine.”

You had never been fucked so good. You made sure to fuck him back,bouncing back on each thrust. “Aah!! Tsu’tey !!” You felt him deeper once he pushed your knees apart a bit more, earning a new angle. Once you got closer your noises became incoherent. You babbled on in on trying to tell him how close you were.

“Yeah my love, Youre gonna cum for me?” he said making sure to let his tip rub against that gummy spot in your deep walls. “Come on yawne, let it all out”. Your moans were loud enough you’re sure the whole village could hear. You let yourself unravel and he did the same letting incoherent navi mutters slip from his tongue. “F-fuck.. my girl..my pussy~”.

Once you both finished it definitely wasn’t over. It went on like this, every position you could think of all night. You never thought he could do you like this but thank god you were finally his…

“Shanite!! Yousa!! Enough!!!” You shouted at your children. They were preteens now but still bickered like small children. “But mom he always tries to steal my things !” Yousa shouted which Shanite came back with a louder comeback. “Enough!” Your mate shouted over your shoulder. “Your mother asked you to stop all this yelling, youll stress her.” He placed a hand on your baby bump “Take it outside!” He leant down to kiss your head. “Goodmorning yawne, im sorry the boys awoke you this way again.” he chuckled lightly “It is time for me to go do morning trainings are you gonna be okay, You know i dont like to leave you alone…

//this was soo longgg🥱… i was typing this all dayy i hope you guys liked it though♥️\\

#tsutey smut #tsutey x reader #jake sully #jake sully x reader #avatar fics #avatar writing #avatar smut #snoopywrites

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mostlikelytofangirl · 3 months ago

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Basically what's in my head

Jins and Nies as earthbenders; Jins as Ba Sing Se and Nies as Omashu

Lans as airbenders

Jiangs as waterbenders

Wens as firebenders

And avatar JGY

The avatar is known to be born into the Jins, but they don't know which one, and when JGS kicks JGy down the stairs, it's too late to check

JGY learned waterbending from Meng Shi; he learns earthbending from NMJ and then NHS (I picture NHS as a very weak bender that knows earthbending the same way Toph does, as an extension of himself rather than a weapon. He also bends metal). He learns the basics of airbending from LXC and teaches himself the rest, and then firebending from WRH (the most powerful firebender ever). He is also a bloodbender

JGY in this, I think, woukd be more resentful than in canon because as the avatar he's supposed ro bring peace and harmony to a world that's done nothing but chew him up and spit him out. Resentful enough to actually stay by WRH's side

When WRH captures everyone (like he did NMJ in canon), they stand no chance because JGY forces them all to theirs knees via bloodbending

It would be neat if all his chakras are blocked to such a degree that the previous avatars can't even reach him

The earth chakra is blocked by his fear of death

The water chakra is blocked by his guilt about never making it into the Jin (guilt about forgoing MS's dream)

The fire chakra blocked by the shame of not feeling truly guilty about his actions anymore

The air chakra that has been blocked since MS's death; a blockage that only got worse as he mourned his expulsion from the Nies and then his betrayal to LXC

The sound chakra that is blocked by the fact he is a spy, and then, by hiding his treason from LXC until they are captured

The light chakra blocked by the illusion of happiness that being WRH's son/lover/both brings (he can't be truly happy. Because LXC and NHS are jailed in the dungeons, and though they aren't at true risk because JGY as WRH to spare them, they are suffering)

The thought chakra blocked by JGY's attatchment to MS and to the people that are good to him

AAAAHHHHH you have some sort of dark Avatar going on here!!

It's fascinating how you manage to make it all fit, and how it would be to have an Avatar, the one supposed to bring balance and peace, siding with the "bad guys" and helping them in getting their nation on top of the others.

It makes sense in the context of this AU tho, JGY has been mistreated almost all his life despite his Avatar nature, so why should he help the ppl that dismissed him? Just bc it's the right thing to do wouldn't really do it for him. Maybe a bit more of what he is meant to do, but I can totally see how the prospect of being finally respected and treated well would be too big a temptation. He IS the Avatar, he IS special! He has seen how his past lives were treated with reverance and respect, why isn't he???

I can see WRH forcing everyone to show the Avatar the proper deference, he's a smart man that would figure that having the Avatar on his side would be better than trying to get rid of him. And of course, that would work wonders on the boy's poor traumatized hea :'D

I can also see how JGY could eventually unblock his chakras if he really wanted to bc he is made of determination tho... but why should he want it XD.

But there's a big chance for a sort of redemption for him! He had the best of intentions at first and he tried! But it's also interesting to explore how much of a different person he would be if he is in a similar position as canon, yet also being the most powerful being. Still, that wasn't enough to get him treated right by most ppl around him, it's very interesting tbh

Also the fact that technically JGY is stronger that WRH, so there's also that change in dynamics going on there since they are on more equal grounds, so to speak.

Fascinating indeed :D

#replies #mdzs #avatar #jin guangyao #ruoyao #there's also how the rest of the nations would feel about it #the avatar they saw as a savior is now helping the invading army lol #that would suck for morale XD

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mdhwrites · 2 years ago

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Luz's impulsiveness and lack of interest in other people's feelings in the face of her grand fantasies - and the fact that she is rarely, if ever, taken to task for it - is one of the reasons why I never fully got into TOH from the get-go. (And then the hype train took off and I got even more frustrated) So I thought that the direction her arc would take was realizing that "understanding" is a two-way street. If she wants to be understood, she has to come to terms with the facts that:

a) Her actions have consequences for other people.

b) Sometimes (not always, just SOMETIMES) she has to compromise on her fantasies for the good of herself and others. Meet them in the middle occasionally.

c) Other people are more willing to put in the work to understand you if YOU also put in the work to understand THEM. It's easy to blame others/society for being misunderstood/feeling like an outcast. It's harder to accept that the way you behave is not serving you or your relationships and some part of it needs to change if you want to grow as a person.

But from the sound of the finale (I haven't watched TOH consistently since the first part of season 2) Luz's arc is that she is perfect and doesn't need to improve whatsoever and everyone else needs to get on her level? Am I getting that right?

You are! And... Especially when contrasted with Amphibia, the reason you are is actually BIZARRE because both TOH and Amphibia do something different besides the normal teenage character form of growth... Kind of. See, everything you just described actually doesn't need to be the main thrust of Luz's character arc but it doesn't it mean that it's unreasonable to ask for. After all, just about EVERY teenage protagonist undergoes one form growth (not an arc. Honestly I need to do a blog smacking people about the term): Maturity. This is just inherent to where they are in life because they're about they have the proper experience to attempt to be mature but are still young enough to make the basic mistakes that come with learning how to be a person with other people. This is actually the main thrust for character for Aang, Katara and Toph in Avatar because, to briefly go into it, a character is about real change in a character. Something fundamental shifts in them. That's what makes it an arc because usually the process of changing that sort of thing is painful and takes time and does need to be more pronounced. This is why Zuko, and Sokka to a lesser extent, undergo character arcs that do genuinely shift who they are as people. It makes Sokka less misogynistic (because that was a part of his character before the Kyoshi) which in turn leads to him changing his definition of a great warrior which is a big deal to him as a person. And Zuko... *gestures at the whole sad boy* But maturity is more about refinement which is about growth. It's effectively the difference where in episode one a character might entirely ignore or not want to discuss problems that they're having but then in S2 they've learned enough and grown close enough to those around them to be able to actually talk about the issue and seek help instead of thinking they have to do everything themselves. This is where Katara gets her proper understanding of people and loses more and more of her anger so that when she is angry, it's for the right reasons. It's Toph not needing to show off as much and keep focus. It's the fact that despite the fact it would hit him on a personal level, if Aang hadn't found a harder, more dangerous out for beating Ozai... He would have been willing to kill him when in S1, something so painful would have immediately made him want to abandon the idea entirely. But none of these change the fundamental aspects of the character. That's why Aang, Katara and Toph mostly still behave 1:1 in regular situations than when they were first introduced because they're still kids and they have time to stop being childish or not because like Bumi demonstrated, childishness isn't a bad thing so long as it doesn't blind from the necessities and other people. That's how a lot of shows can have character growth while keeping their same tone because the core of the character doesn't need to change. Amphibia subverts this in S1 by explicitly making it an arc. Anne is a bad person at the beginning of the show. Period. She isn't just a goofball teenager, even if what she does doesn't make her a villain either, but she is manipulative, lazy, harsh dismissive, etc. because of what she's picked up from Sasha. But over the entire course of S1, we see everything that indeed changes her so that she is more mature, even to the point where if Anne HADN'T gone through her arc... The plot of S2 wouldn't function because she wouldn't be the heart at that point. It's REALLY impressive frankly how well Amphibia actually tackles what's happening in the background of these characters.

Meanwhile... TOH subverts by not having it happen. This is actually a little funky to talk about with Luz because S1 makes it look like they're doing what most kid's shows do. She's making mistakes rooted in being a teen and who she is and she's theoretically learning while fixing the problem and having hijinks. This is a LOOOOOT of Molly McGee and that's not a bad thing since I could also list off a dozen cartoons that are like this.

But I did say theoretically, didn't I? That's because of two problems going on. The first is technically not a problem in concept because Luz is part of a larger cast. Some of those lessons are going to go to other people like Amity, Gus and King. The main problem with this is that Gus doesn't matter and Amity's 'growth' is made problematic by the fact that it's more about retconning her first appearance than it is actually about growing because 'She was actually always a good girl. We swear.' This is why I still argue Amity doesn't really have an arc. It's not that something fundamental is changing about Amity, it's just that we're getting introduced to who she really is. (I actually have a blog specifically about this like I do about Hunter, or I thought I did, but I couldn't find it so have me talking about character arcs by contrasting Amity versus Anne) Either way, it makes it so that the lessons being learned aren't really being carried forward at all. Just look at how little Amity actually gives a shit about Willow post her lesson in Understanding Willow.

The other problem is the Fluttershy Effect as I will call it because that's where I first heard this. It's where the same topic gets addressed over and over again with nothing changing. Now, TOH actually gives few shits to having blanket in its episodes so the fact that it exhibits this anyways is really bad. Just look at Luz and Eda's relationship. In the first season, there's multiple episodes spent on "Hey, maybe you should listen to your mentor when she talks about magic," or "don't take shortcuts on magic." In S2, that shifts to "Trust Eda" because despite Eda not thinking Luz is weak and giving her substantially more freedom, there's still multiple episodes where the tension is Luz giving Eda the middle finger about thinking she's weak before going and proving herself, which was already a thing in S1 PLENTY. It's just now shifted that Luz isn't mocked into proving herself but being a mad girl. This repetition shows a refusal to grow.

To mature. The real capstone to this is effectively what the human realm becomes what she perceives as her greatest mistake. She ran away to another world and didn't have to suffer for the consequences for her actions once so she could live out a fantasy rather than actually having to try to grow as a person and relate to other people like she would have had to at camp. Her decision to stay in the human realm and never face the Collector, who she blames herself wholly as why he exists in the first place, is just another run around of that. Even if she technically didn't choose to come back to the human realm (in a moment I find frustrating when an episode before that she quickly thought up a complex solution to be the hero and save Hunter while in distress and on a time crunch but can't ask the simple question of "WHAT TO DO YOU EXPECT TO DO AGAINST A GOD!?"), her choosing to stay still counts, even when given the option to go back. And then we get to her character finish where actually... At first it looks like it's going to salvage itself. The whole process to get here will still have been bad but accepting mistakes and moving on is actually a sign of maturity. Camila has a GREAT point that is directly addressing a human problem for the majority of her speech that would have actually resolved Luz's problems and at least made it so that the show's failed attempt at an arc with Luz coalesced into something.

But it instead ends with the idea that Luz being understood is all that's important despite no one besides bad guys, at best, showing any amount of push back on her for over a season by then. The closest it comes is Amity asking Luz to STOP LYING. And even then, Luz doesn't face consequences for it for more than five seconds which gives Amity saying she doesn't want to be around her the feel of "We need to get to a more meaningful and romantic spot for me to a perfect girlfriend again." *hurk* And the attempt in general with Luz's character arc in S2B shows her just regressing as a person. Doubling down on her worse traits and then learning nothing because the show has a finale for the arc in mind and refuses to let anything budge until then. That or because they aren't really willing to criticize Luz as even S1 struggles to properly criticize Luz as it muddies its morals or just shifts Luz's perspective a little but that her heart was in the right place.

It's just a disaster and frankly probably one of the biggest reasons why if I had to say if TOH is good or not, even from a basic perspective... No. Because it's a kid's show that reinforces the worst parts of childish behavior, avoiding consequences, listening, understanding, responsibility, etc. and wanting all the glory without putting in the effort. It's a show that I don't think would make a kid necessarily a worse human being like Teen Titans Go might but... It's not something that will make them a better person. And TOH IS a kid's show. That cannot be ignored, especially when there are PLENTY of writing choices that are only acceptable, at best, from a kid's show in it. Not that TOH wants to admit it.

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Taken - Zutara - Part 37

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They waste no time rushing to Ba Sing Se. They fly over the city, past different rings and walls, towards the upper ring. They touch down outside the palace, only to be quickly surrounded by guards and dignitaries. They were taken to a man named Long Feng, who spoke of procedures and proper documentation. In the end, they never met with the Earth King, and were instead taken to a house in the upper ring.

"I say Zuko and Katara do their fancy vanishing act," Sokka huffed. "We need to start getting everything ready now, so we can get the Northern Water Tribe on board."

"No," Zuko said, shaking his head. He glanced at Katara, who was equally nervous. "There's... something going on here. The way the guard reacted, and how we met with a 'cultural minister'? I don't think the Earth King is..." He floundered, clearly looking for the right words.

Katara reached over, putting a hand on Zuko's knee without thought, missing the way the boy stiffened. "The Earth King may just be a figurehead. This Long Feng guy may be the real man in charge here."

They all looked around nervously. Finally, Aang spoke up.

"Then what do we do?"

Sokka groaned. "Don't tell me we have to brown nose this corrupt douche canoe..."

Zuko cleared his throat. "If the, uh, star machine was right, and the eclipse is on the first of August, than we... We don't really have time to try anything else. We can... talk to generals, maybe reach out to General Fong, but the military can't move off the mainland without..." His eyes widened, sitting up straighter. "Without orders from the Earth King... They keep slowly loosing ground, but can't do anything other than patrol the line, because they aren't getting new orders."

"Damn," Toph whistled. "Yeah, I don't know how we're supposed to get Long Feng's help, if he's the one giving orders. Or, not, in some cases."

Katara sighed. "Then our first target may not be the Fire Lord." The others all looked at her, and she shrugged. "We might not have time to play politics. We need to have an army ready as soon as possible."

"We can at least try," Aang said, almost in a whimper. "We don't have to jump to violence right away."

Katara pursed her lips. "One week," she said. "We can only afford one week."

So began the long and dull process of trying to meet and persuade Long Feng.

They got absolutely nowhere on the first day. They weren't even able to meet with Long Feng. The second day, they made a little progress, meeting General How. The man clearly had an interest in fighting with them, but couldn't do anything without permission from the Earth King.

On the third day, they were assigned a lesion named Joo Dee, who would help them with whatever they needed. The only problem was, there was something very, very wrong with her. She was... strange. There was something unnatural about the way she spoke.

It wasn't until their fifth day in the city that they finally met with Long Feng.

"I see you've been busy," Long Feng mused, though he didn't look very pleased. "But so have I. Now, what can I do for the Avatar and his friends?"

"We need General How and his men for an attack against the Fire Nation," Sokka said. "We know when the Fire Nation will be at their weakest, and we know how to end the war, but-"

"I'm afraid you're mistaken. There is no war in Ba Sing Se."

Katara pressed her lips together tightly. "There will be in only a few months. Sozin's comet is coming." She glanced at Aang. "And we all know what they did last time."

Long Feng studied them for a moment. "I'm afraid you've over stayed your welcome, Avatar. I'm going to have to ask you to leave the city at once."

Sokka and Aang tried to argue, but Katara, Zuko, and Toph knew that the meeting was over. Together, they left, heading back to their temporary home. Joo Dee stood inside the door as they packed, making it impossible for them to discuss what to do next.

Once they were on Appa, they started to fly back towards the dessert. They started to discuss what to do, wondering if they should just turn around and fight their way into the palace to see the Earth King. They hadn't made it far when they saw it. A long, rumbling machine, made of sleek grey metal.

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#fanfic idea #fanfic #atla #avatar the last airbender #zutara #katara #zuko #wip

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coldwell05 · 1 month ago

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Ayo! Finally got around to making myself a proper avatar! So say hello to Mia!!

#art #my art #coldwell #original character #oc #digital doodle

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mino-diabolik · 1 year ago

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Five Years of Mystic Tsukinami

This August it’ll be five years since I created Mystic’s blog. And since I’ve reached the 500 followers mark not long ago, I thought I’ll compile a few fun facts and others about the blog and how Mystic’s character developed through the years into the rampant, chaotic-horny, grinning Founder you all know today! ✨

Origins

I started this blog in August of 2018 thanks to the encouragement of a good friend and fellow Kino-lover, @munarisblog! I only interacted with the Hispanic community of DL’s fandom at the time, writing in Spanish all the time.

I’m not very sure when, but as friends started being less and less active, I turned to putting out content in English and getting myself out there by sending the first ask/starter to other blogs. Through which I acquired incredibly mutuals and people I very much consider friends today ✨

Designs

The first ever imagery of Mystic’s design I had to show for was manga-clips and Picrew depictions, as it was what everyone was doing back in the day.

The manga clips, I used even up to a few months ago, but the Picrew avatar is very, very old. So, if you recognize it: Congratulations, you’ve been in this hellhole for quite a while LMAO

I later received the opportunity to obtain a proper sprite for Mystic! It being made for me by the talented @/lavendel081 ✨

I believe these were introduced some time in 2018/2019. Don’t quote me on that, though. I’m not quite sure, but pretty confident it was very early on. I’m still greatly thankful to Lavendel for offering to make this sprite of Mystic for me back then.

Moving to the present, summer 2022, I got in contact with Lavendel once more in order to properly commission new sprites for Mystic. The finally product—which, fun fact, were coincidentally done by Mystic’s birthday on the dot lol—are the Mystic you interact with presently.

As for Mystic’s other forms, I’ve only shown his wolf form. Which I will present here in both their past and current versions—

I’m the future, I plan to make (at least) a sprite for Mystic’s owl form :D

Character Development

I was going to say I didn’t mean this as in dumping trauma on him, but that’s a lie lmao

In the beginning, Mystic was very much a flat character with very little interesting attributes to him, besides the fact he was an OC descendant of the Tsukinami. His personality was very much based on Shin’s back then, aside from a few aspects that would be considered extremely out of character today.

Early-Mystic used to be extremely shy and easily flustered, being (and forgive me for the wording lmao) a virgin who had no experience in love whatsoever. That is to say, Kino was his first-everything back in the day. Not to mention, he was your typical prince-boy that never had to lift a hand for why he wanted. That is to say, he was pretty whiny.

The current version of Mystic I have today is the abso-fucking-lutely opposite. Sleeps around, trauma based off past relationships, flirty, emotionally-unavailable, outgoing—you get it.

Not to mention, a lot of his backstory is based off the very vague notes I had of him during his early stages. Back then, I knew he was a prince, but truly had no clue where I was going with the Owl Clan and their lore. What you see today is the most detailed his backstory has ever been.

Routes appearances

Oh my god, I cringe just thinking about it. The very first version I wrote of Mystic’s LE route is very much what I described of his character during early-stages (refer to the inexperienced, easily flustered virgin fellow). It was a mess. He was so boringly weak, I could have made him a human and there (mostly) not had been much difference.

The Mystic I’ve depicted in his (in-progress) Dark Fate route is the kind of character Mystic is presently, and who is much like the canon that should be followed.

This post isn’t all that impressive (I’m still considering making something else that includes my followers/community), but I thought it fun to make something that could trace back to the very beginning. I’m really thankful for those that have been here for a long time, but also you guys that have just arrived months, or even weeks prior.

I’ve met incredibly writers and characters through Mystic, with whom I hope to be able to continue interacting with ^^

I’m not very good at this kinds of speeches, so I won’t stretch this out any more;;; Thank you once more, and stay tuned for more! ⭐️😈⭐️

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starlight-bread-blog · 1 year ago

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Trying to figure out the proper fight choreography between Avatar Aang and Dark Avatar Ozai (Ozaatu). Still have yet to figure out the exact details and execution but here's the summary of the concept:

Ozaatu has absorbed the souls of all white lotus members, all original benders, all sources of all bending, the fog of lost souls plus its soul prisoners, Hakoda, and Ursa. As a result, all benders now draw power from Ozaatu alone.

Aang and Ozaatu do a 1v1 battle at first. Aang throws everything he's got but he can't even touch Ozaatu and all of Aang's attacks get countered. Aang is then beaten and loses, but the rest of team avatar show up. Azula, Zuko, Katara, Sokka, Suki, Mai, Toph, and Airdender Ty Lee are the prime members.

Aang gets back up and fights alongside the team. Again, every member uses everything they learned and they throw everything they have at Ozaatu, but none can land a hit and Ozaatu fluidly counters each of their moves.

After the team has been beaten down, Ozaatu does the head-and-heart energybending move to remove Raava from Aang and Ozaatu destroys her with one blow, severing off Aang's past lives forever.

The gaang is on the brink of despair, except for Azula surprisingly. She manages to convince Aang to regain his will and continue with the plan to use the combined might of a form of energybending based on the unity of all ideologies based on all elements and the light side of spiritbending infused with all elements. Azula advised that Aang astral project all of his positive aspects and he does so.

Astral Aang confronts Ozaatu one more time. At first, Ozaatu seemed like he still had the upper hand but because Aang's astral form contains only positive aspects of himself, he slowly begins to overpower Ozaatu. Aang finally finishes Ozaatu off for good by purifying him with spiritbending infused with all elements and energybending, pacifying the fog of lost souls along with him, and setting all souls free.

Raava re-emerges. She is reborn as both the spirit of darkness/chaos/yin and light/peace/yang, aka, balance itself. She can also embody and control the sources of any/all bending. Raava and Aang permanently fuse once again and Aang decides to leave the spirit portals open.

I'm really really happy you're writing, genuinely. Are you gonna make this into a fanfic?

(A bit confused as to what Azula is doing there, but obviously there's context I'm not aware of).

I imagine Aang would have to find creative ways to fight Ozaatu, given that he's so much stronger. It could 1) make for a great fight, and 2) tie into his arc. I'm just throwing it out there, but Aang tends to run away. Trying to find a way to fight him, step by step, sticking around, is character developmemt.

#asks open #asks #atla #atla rewrite #azula redemption #azula #aang #avatar aang #katara #sokka #toph #avatar the last airbender azula #avatar the last airbender #atla au #atla azula #atla aang

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uzumaki-rebellion · 2 years ago

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“Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 4, Chapter 59″

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"I know some places and I've seen some faces I got good connections, they take my directions What people say, that's okay, they don't bother me, no I'm ready to make it, don't care what the weather Don't care 'bout no trouble, got myself together I feel the kind of protection that's all around me"

Marvin Gaye – "Trouble Man"

"Prince N'Jadaka, we are ready when you are."

The soft voice of his personal caretaker drifted into Erik's ear. He sat crossed-legged with his hands resting palms up on his knees. Incense burned smoky trails high above him and he shifted his hips.

"I'll be out in a few minutes," Erik said.

His voice finally sounded normal to him after forty days of disuse. His throat felt like dried, crumbling leaves and his tongue constantly slid around his inner cheeks to test the elasticity of words forming and flowing from a once silent cavern. Rolling his neck around, he lifted from a cushioned pillow and blew out the ivory meditation candles, and snuffed out the three-inch incense cones in his private quarters. Ayiz'e stepped into the space, holding out a white knitted robe for him. He turned away from her slender dark brown frame and slipped his arms into the proper places, and tied the front loosely over his black ceremonial shorts. She reached for his hair and twisted it into a knot; the length had grown past his shoulders. Erik barely noticed all the growth until Ayiz'e began doing his hair for him. She brought him his meals, prepared his scented baths, and kept him on his sacred tasks with all the priests. When his grandfather and Marisol were brought to the temple, they reacted to Erik as the other priests treated him once Bast manifested inside the holy sanctuary: cautious.

Grandpop and Marisol connected with the temple elders and there were long meetings with them for three days until they emerged at one of his ceremonial joinings with Bast. He couldn't explain what was happening, so they would understand in human terms because they forbid him to speak. Bast had used his body as a vessel to communicate with him, and human language wasn't fit to translate the meaning to anyone else. There was a knowing in carrying the Panther Goddess inside of him. For him to speak the ancient tongue of the Wakandan creator out loud would've ripped apart his esophagus and shattered the eardrums and minds of the humans who looked after him there.

Bast found him to be a worthy human and desired to know who else shaped him. He was not pure Wakandan and lacked some knowledge she sought within him, so his other family from outside bloodlines were brought to her. Erik watched helplessly as his poor grandfather shook with fear observing the stone head of Bast move as it watched him with ancient eyes. Marisol showed fear too, but she also had Gods ride her and was intimate in the ways divine spirit moved through flesh. Her presence eased Dante, and he was able to relay whatever the priests wanted to know about his Geechee Hoodoo roots. They used a protected human avatar, Dinani, a non-binary priest to relay the wisdom to Bast through the use of a fungal hallucinogenic.

Ogum became a trickster inside of Erik and brazenly challenged Bast's prowess in handling a human like him. Through the use of herbs, prayer work, and letting go of his body, he was able to step into the realm of gods and witness their coming together to make him whole and ready for kingship.

Erik stood in the twilight of the living and the ancestral realm for most of his days on Mount Bashenga. It was the reason why he could only see his children every couple of days because his body would become weak, leaving the spiritual realm. Once Marisol and Dante arrived, he was cut off from his children completely for two additional weeks because some fierce ancestors from his mother's bloodline rose up and chastised some of his father's bloodline and the priests scrambled to soothe all the souls on the other side. It wore him down physically and mentally, and he didn't want his children to see him drained or weak. They would've told their mothers something was wrong.

He touched other worlds. Mystical dimensions. Traveled back in time to see the beginning of his people, the way his father had taught him so long ago in Oakland. Erik acted greedily, wanting to see the future, but Bast would shove him back into human consciousness until he behaved. His body would shiver and there would be fevers, but he learned quickly not to test her. He absorbed everything, and his dreams worked to untangle visions of the subconscious that his conscious mind tried to fathom. Even he couldn't grasp certain lessons at times and would go on walking meditations following the path of a vast stone labyrinth for hours late into the night, seeking his own answers. Bast expanded his knowledge and tore down his inhibitions. His perception of the world and his place in it stood on new foundations. They gave him a white gold nose piercing etched with sacred prayers and placed a small, flat circular emerald piercing on the top root of his penis. Erik Stevens disappeared forever. In his place was a reborn N'Jadaka, the Golden Jaguar.

One thing was clear. His purpose was set, and he was ready to act. There would be no resting period in the palace. He wanted preparations for Challenge Day to be ready when he returned.

Ayiz'e smeared a rich body emollient onto his face. It smelled like coffee and cocoa. Dinani joined them, carrying small clear bowls of black and white body paint. They painted a black line across his forehead and on both sides of his cheeks. It dried quickly, becoming a thick crust on his skin. Dinani handed the rest of the covered paint to Ayiz'e.

"I will paint the rest of you on the ship, Prince N'Jadaka," Dinani said, not making eye contact.

"I'm ready," he said.

Dinani kept their eyes downcast, then pulled the hood of their pale robe over their close-cropped hair.

The entire priesthood lined up outside to bid him farewell as the Royal Talon Fighter landed at the temple entrance. Noxolo stepped out of the ship first and immediately dropped to one knee when she saw his face. He stroked the braids made from his beard under his chin decorated with silver beads.

"Your Highness," Noxolo said in a flustered voice.

His other Dora, Quamba, knelt too, and Erik waved his hand over them.

"Stand up. I'm not your king yet," he teased playfully.

"Yes, you are," Noxolo said.

Turning to all the priests, Erik cupped his hands with respect and they all repaid the sentiment back to him. Stepping onto the Talon Fighter's ramp with Dinani, he ordered Noxolo to fly him to Warrior Falls.

Only a select two hundred Wakandans were permitted to witness Challenge Day. Once the water of Warrior Falls was drained away to reveal the sacred battleground, there were only so many spaces people could stand and watch.

T'Challa stood with Ramonda and Shuri to his right. Yani, Disa, and Erik's children stood to his left. Behind them, Marisol, Twyla, and Dante shared space. Their Challenge Day regalia was striking, all wore gold to honor the Golden Jaguar. The children were adorable, with the girls touching their panther jawbone necklaces tucked around their jawline. Riki had his two bottom teeth fitted with small gold slugs to match his father's.

Along the various rocky platforms, the four Council Elders represented their tribes. M'Baku and his people were given their own platform too. All five tribes looked toward the edge of the falls, the anticipation building, as they waited for the Royal Talon Fighter to arrive from Mount Bashenga. Many in the crowd high above gawked at the Jabari people, since it was their first time taking part formally since M'Baku stormed down from the icy clouds to fight T'Challa. How times had changed!

"Where is Baba?" Joba asked, looking at her mother.

"He will be here soon," Disa said, patting her daughter's giant halo of thick hair.

T'Challa glanced above his head to a deep crevice in the red rock where his grandparents sat waiting. Umama and Baba Z looked anxious. There was a grave tension palpable throughout the Falls. He glanced over at Nakia, dressed in her River Tribe green attire and holding her weapons of choice, two vibranium hoops she kept close to her sides. She nodded to him and he wondered what she thought about his new role as solely the Black Panther and not the king. Gone were his black royal robes and in its place a subdued silver and gray tunic with hand-stitched trousers bearing the ancient symbols of the Panther tribe.

"Look!" Riki shouted, pointing toward the sky.

The Royal Talon Fighter.

A drum call began, and the spectators murmured with agitated excitement and wonder. Voices erupted, singing Erik's Wakandan name, The One Who Brings Thunder — N'Jadaka. T'Challa inhaled deeply and worried about the other tribes going against his cousin. He and Erik had grown so close that the lines of kinship had blurred into a brotherhood of sorts. T'Challa noticed Yani holding her head down and gripping the shoulders of her son. She shifted her stance several times next to him. Disa kept her eyes on the ship while stroking her daughter's hair. Sydette watched her Baba come to them with bright, eager eyes. Would he have a child like that one day? One who would wait patiently for his return to be loved unconditionally with all of his heart? T'Challa sought Nakia's eyes again. Her gaze was steadfast on the edge of the waterfall. Was she thinking of Erik tossing someone over again?

Baba Z and Umama stood up with proud faces and sang their hearts out. The sons of their sons were united, and the formality of Challenge Day was something to get through as quickly as possible. T'Challa studied the faces of the other tribal members who represented potential kings or queens. The Jabari tribe had M'Baku, who would not go against Erik. Nakia was promised a position as the Ambassador, so he doubted she would rock the boat against the Udaku clan. M'Kathu had a woman standing up for the Border Tribe. A heavily styled blue and silver blanket sat draped across her body and her facial keloid scars were shiny in the sunlight. Zinzi stood with her Mining Tribe challenger, and by the troubled expression on her face, T'Challa knew her people would go up against Erik. They had a giant of a man with large hands and a larger spear gripped tightly against his chest.

T'Challa did a double take when he finally looked at the familiar young man posted up next to Elder Efetobo.

Remy.

He nudged Yani gently and bent closer to her ear.

"Yani, Remy is standing up for the Merchant tribe," he whispered over all the singing.

Yani's forehead creased and her lips tightened as she peered through the gap of the family toward where the other tribes stood. In an instant, her eyes darkened with anger and she turned forward abruptly.

"That bastard," she uttered, not realizing T'Challa heard her clearly.

"Baba!" Sydette shouted.

The Royal Talon Fighter made a swooping arc and dropped from the sky, hovering over the edge. The two vibranium propulsion engines pulsed bright neon blue in the shape of the heart-shaped herb, paying respect to all rulers who were the only ones allowed to ingest the mystic purple plant.

Riki and Joba jumped up and down, and T'Challa felt a giddiness in his stomach, too. The priests from the temple had summoned him to spiritually bond with Erik. The ceremony had been short and done in silence. His cousin had been completely draped in white robes and a facial covering, but he could feel Erik's aura pressing against him in a warm embrace. Becoming one blade together linked them until death.

The rear door opened, and a ramp slid down. T'Challa held his breath.

"Look at him!" Ramonda exclaimed.

A reverent hush went through the waiting audience. Erik carried a short blade, and also a spear attached to the family shield that T'Challa once held. His cousin stepped out with the confidence of a king and whatever happened to him up in the mountains had marked his appearance drastically. His shoulder and pectoral muscles were painted grayish-black with white splotches. Black lines marked his face, too, and his eyes were blazing furnaces scorching the faces of every person present. For a second, T'Challa felt the urge to look away, like the mere sight of Erik in all of his glory was too much to take in all at once. The force of his presence was a tangible energy that radiated out from him like a powerful force field.

His beard was different, and so was his hair. The new nose piercing gave him a formidable appearance, and if T'Challa didn't know for a fact that his cousin was flesh and blood, he could swear that a god stepped down from the mountain. Bast lived inside of Erik, which had a profound effect on his bearing in front of their people. All the spectators felt it.

"Baba!"

Riki shot away from Yani and splashed into the water, going after his father. The shrill sound of his voice made T'Challa's heart melt. It was the piercing cry of a child kept from his father for too long. Joba followed her brother, but Sydette darted forward and pulled them both back.

"No, we can't go to him yet. He has to do the ceremony," Sydette chided in the proper tone of the eldest sibling.

The sound of the children helped break the hold Erik had on everyone. It was as if he gave everyone permission to breathe again.

The king-to-be gazed at his little ones with such affection that, for a split second, he looked like a regular man again. He nodded at the children and Sydette led her siblings back to their mothers. There had been conversations the night before at the family dinner about whether the children should see Challenge Day, but Baba Z convinced Yani and Disa that they needed to witness history in the making.

Yani gasped and covered her mouth.

Unreal. Erik looked so unreal.

Like Moses who went up the mountain to see the burning bush, Erik returned with the countenance of a man who had sat perched at the feet of God and was back to spread the holy word of truth. He didn't carry any stone tablets with the ten commandments hammered and chiseled on them, but his eyes held something more powerful. The conviction of his purpose in Wakanda.

All hail the king.

Yani looked away when Erik's eyes drifted across the hundreds in attendance to watch him stake his claim. They kept singing, and the crescendo washed over Yani's back as reality set in. The man in front of her was truly going to rule a nation of the future. Somewhere along the line, she had been chosen to be a part of his journey, birthed an heir, and stood strong among many who had shaped Erik's life to that point. His bearing was hard to take in all at once and she gasped when she felt his stare, even though she wasn't looking at him directly. She glanced at Disa who dropped her head down too. Only their children watched him during those first few minutes of his disembarking.

The Royal Talon Fighter flew away after delivering Erik. An older woman wearing the royal purple of the shaman class from head to toe carried a tall staff with a spear tip and approached the intimidating royal. She held her free hand out toward him and her painted face of white dots and black lines took on a fearsome appearance.

"I, Lithemba, daughter of Dambisa and N'Tando, give to you, Prince N'Jadaka, the Golden Jaguar!"

A roar came over the crowd that drowned out Lithemba's voice. Riki wiggled and jumped in front of Yani, and she lightly touched his twisted hair to calm him, but nothing would settle Erik's son. His little body was like an electric eel, squirming and ready to dart away from her again. Erik lifted his head to gaze at the people dotting the high cliff wall peering down at him. He raised his weapons and his pecs moved, his other muscles flexing, too. Yani lifted her head higher and pulled her shoulders back. Who would even dare battle him? A veil seemed to fall over her eyes, allowing her to look at Erik, shading her gaze from being overwhelmed by the obvious power he revealed with his chiseled body and stern face. The noise of the crowd rose higher until Erik took a knee in the water. The Dora Milaje surrounding the royal family pounded their spears on the rocks and Yani could almost hear a pin drop in the sudden silence.

Lithemba handed her staff to a male attendant who gave her a dark wooden bowl of black liquid. She held out the bowl to the people.

"The prince will now have the power of the Golden Jaguar stripped away!"

Pouring the liquid down Erik's throat, they all watched him shake and the cords stretch in his neck as black lines moved visibly along his blood veins under his nutmeg-brown skin. The whites of his eyes reddened, and he gasped for air. Riki and Sydette pressed closer into her waist and she was tempted to cover their eyes, but her own limbs were paralyzed staring at Erik.

His breathing became normal again, and he blinked his eyes several times before standing.

"Praise the ancestors!" Lithemba shouted.

The crowd shouted it back to her.

"In our tradition, victory in ritual combat comes by yield or death…"

Yani closed her eyes, refusing to accept anything less than a complete victory.

"If any tribe desires to put forth a warrior… I now offer a path to the throne!" Lithemba said.

Yani turned her head and stared at each tribal warrior. She dared any of them to show their ass.

Nakia shouted and swung her arms up from her side, a fearsome scowl on her face as she waved her hoop weapons. Elder Bhira stood confidently wearing his crown of horns, with his green lip plate making room for a proud grin at his tribal representative.

"The River Tribe will not challenge today," Bhira said.

Nakia gave a respectful nod to Erik and stepped back, signifying she and her people were behind the prince. Yani swallowed hard and flexed her sweating hands.

M'Baku growled out his presence d his people barked out a response to back him.

"The Jabari Tribe will not challenge today," M'Baku said.

He too nodded at Erik with respectful deference, and before he could step back fully, Elder M'Kathu shouted out, "The Border Tribe will challenge today!"

"Hafizah Allah!" Disa whimpered next to her.

The Border tribe warrior tossed off her blanket and stomped down toward the pool of water carrying a curved blade and a mask shaped like a rhino's head with a horn. Erik pulled on his panther mask and didn't wait for the woman to reach him before he splashed his way toward her. Another set of Dora Milaje surrounded them with spears, keeping either from escaping.

The woman was fierce, but she was no match for Erik. Her mastery of ulwa was superb, but Yani knew she couldn't handle the blend of capoeira with the traditional Wakandan martial art and the fluidity the prince displayed using both at the same time against her. Erik even put away his shield blade, only using one weapon to give her a fair chance to take him out. She gave as good as she got until Erik shoved his foot in her chest and knocked her into the middle of the water. Drenched and pissed off, she attacked again, swiping her leg at Erik's feet. He backflipped, and she jabbed at his side, cutting a good slice into the taut flesh. Yani and Disa both pulled their children into their robes to shield them.

"Mama, no!" Sydette whined, pushing away from Yani to see her father battle.

The fighting went on and on and Yani soon realized Erik was allowing the time to pass as a sign of respect for the Border Tribe people. The woman raised her blade and brought it down on Erik's spear with a loud clanging. He head-butted her, and she tumbled back, nearly falling. Erik helicoptered his legs, slapping her face and mask off with his feet, and she fell again. He jammed his short spear into her throat, drawing blood from a deep gash. Baring his teeth, he glared at her and she gripped his blade with both hands, cutting her palms by trying to remove it from her bloody neck.

Erik tilted his head and crouched lower above her.

"Yield or I will end you right here!"

The warrior slapped her hands in the water with fear in her eyes and Erik removed his blade, helping her up. Panting and worn down, the Border Tribe warrior threw down her weapon and knelt before him. Another drum call thumped a respectful rhythm for the defeated challenger. Erik flexed again and shouted to the other tribes, "Who else wants some?!"

Yani clenched her fists, her eyes hot and darting toward the two other challengers. Zinzi reluctantly stepped forward.

"The Mining Tribe will challenge today!" she shouted.

Zinzi lowered her head in a subtle nod of respect to Erik. The Mining tribe warrior raised up his spear and stampeded down into the water, pulling down his mask that had the shape of an elephant with tusks. A big bruiser with more weight than Erik, the man walloped the prince before the Dora Milaje could even close the fighting circle. Yani screamed for Erik, and he swung his legs around and pounced on the challenger at the sound of her voice.

"Yes!" Disa hissed next to her.

Erik struck the Mining warrior in the chest and the side of his temple before stepping back, spurning the man to bring his best. Sweat poured from Erik's chest and he fought hard, stabbing the Mining warrior in the side and nicking the back of his left knee, shocking the man with the ferocity of the attacks.

"Break him, N'Jadaka!" Umama shouted from high above.

T'Challa grunted next to Yani and balled his fists, following the same moves as Erik, as if something synched them up on a cosmic level. She checked on her children and they were beyond caring about the violence, their eyes glued to their father. Riki had tears in his eyes. Yani lifted her son into her arms, cradling his face in her neck, but he refused to cover his eyes.

"Mi wahn see, Mama," Riki pleaded.

The blood worried her, but there were other children there watching the ritual combat with their parents. Disa lifted Joba in her arms and the girl took on a passive, blank stare, although obviously feeling everything around her daddy.

Erik was out for blood and lashed his blade to bring on maximum pain and visual duress for the other tribes. Challenging his rule brought out the jaguar in him and he sliced up the flesh of the fellow warrior, making sure he understood his error in stepping to a king. Erik made his arms blur with movement and he spun around fast, throwing his blade into the Mining warrior's right pectoral muscle, piercing the flesh and forcing Yani and Disa to cover the eyes of their children as Erik lifted his left leg high, striking the man's mask and cracking it. The man fell onto his back with a horrible splash.

Startled by the brutality, the challenger looked at the weapon sticking out of his body with shock. Erik circled the man's body and tilted his chin with disdain. He lifted the elephant mask from the challenger's face and tossed it aside. There was blood all over his lips and he spat out some teeth.

"Do you yield?" Erik shouted.

"Never!" the man yelled with the pain of imminent defeat.

"You hear him?" Erik shouted to all the spectators.

His eyes locked with Zinzi's and the elder stood firm, allowing Erik to determine the man's fate. The prince grabbed the man's throat and squeezed it, choking the life out of him. His enemy flailed in the water, his body thrashed with the loss of air, and his skin color drained with the coming of death. In a fit of terror and self-preservation, the warrior smacked the water in defeat. Death by the hand of the Golden Jaguar was not worth being remembered by his people.

"That's it!" Yani shrieked.

Erik stumbled back on weary legs. He touched the bleeding wounds all over his body and watched the Dora Milaje help the defeated challenger back to his tribal elder, too injured to kneel before his superior warrior. Zinzi held her hands up in the praise sign for a king, and Erik nodded to her.

Yani inhaled deeply, but Erik didn't let them rest. He grabbed his spear and shield, lunging for Remy directly.

"I know you're coming for me!" Erik shouted, pointing his other spear at the startled final challenger.

Erik had been fighting for over ninety minutes non-stop. His adrenaline rush had everyone in a chokehold watching him defeat the two tribal challengers. Elder Efetobo pounded her staff into the ground.

"The Merchant Tribe will challenge today!" she shouted, her voice going creaky on the last two words.

Like Zinzi, Efetobo gave Erik a nod of respect. Remy shook off his robes and came forth bare-chested and without weapons. He pulled on his mask shaped like an ibex, the curved horns curling toward the back of Remy's head.

Yani's blood boiled.

Remy must've planned to face Erik for a long time, probably hoping to kill him and take Yani for himself with the throne. All that time caring for her children, gaining their trust… to fight their father in a brutal display of ego and subterfuge enraged her.

"Why is Remy fighting, Baba?" Sydette asked.

"He's showing off," Yani said.

"I hate him!" Riki interjected, his small fists raised up in anger.

Erik tossed his weapons into the water and beat the dog snot out of Remy. The man had to regroup, especially with Erik probably reliving all the times he sat up in Yani's home playing with his children.

Remy didn't go down easy, ripping off his mask halfway through the fight, taking the blows, and counting on Erik being worn out to bide his time. When the prince tripped over his own tossed aside spear after striking Remy in the face, the fumble gave the challenger an upper hand in knocking off Erik's mask and pummeling his jaw directly with hard fists then striking both sides of his ribcage. Yani heard Erik's ribs crack, and she dug her heels into the stone beneath her feet and screamed at Erik to punish him. Remy glanced at Yani and grinned maniacally, kicking Erik in the jaw, knocking him on his ass near the ledge. Fighting last gave Remy an advantage. He was fresh and alert and Erik was tired, his punches and kicks not as accurate as they were in the beginning.

Remy snagged a hold of Erik's knotted hair and dragged his face down into the water, pushing on the back of his neck to drown him.

"Get up Baba!" Sydette shrieked.

Erik's arms flailed to get the upper hand, but Remy shoved his knee into Erik's back, countering his ability to shove the weight off of his spine.

"Erik!" Disa screamed, covering Joba's eyes.

The prince grew weak under the water and Remy's lips curled into a smile as cruel as his aggression. He stared directly at Yani with great satisfaction at the turn of events.

"Please," Yani whispered, ready to kill Remy with her bare hands.

She pulled her children behind her back and stepped into the water, the cool liquid swirling between her toes. T'Challa gripped her shoulder.

"You cannot interfere, Yani," T'Challa said.

"He's drowning!" Yani wailed, gathering up the hem of her dress.

Disa stepped forward and helped lift Yani back onto the rocky platform they were on.

"Yani," Disa said with a firm tone, "look!"

Erik reached back and yanked Remy's head forward, throwing the man off balance into the water. Remy struggled to keep from falling over the edge and flung his body like a heavy sack against Erik, who placed him in a headlock and slammed him down on his bended knee, knocking the wind out of him. Remy gasped for breath and clutched at his ribs, which were broken worse than Erik's.

Both men staggered back and circled one another, clutching their sides. Erik's deadly eyes sought every advantage over the weakened opponent. Remy limped toward him and Erik lifted him up, jerking his body and cracking Remy's ribs more, puncturing a lung. An agonizing scream ripped from Remy's throat. Yani gnashed her teeth and relished the sound. Erik lifted Remy higher above his head and stood precariously close to the edge.

"Do… you… yield?!" Erik shouted so everyone could hear.

Yani clutched her children and held them close to her waist.

Remy whimpered, his eyes facing the sky and perhaps his last few seconds of life.

"Aggghhhh…. damn you…!" Remy shrieked.

Erik let his arms bend back to toss the man over and Remy screamed to the world, "I yield!"

The Udaku clan burst into cries of joy and Erik spun on his heel, throwing Remy toward his tribe. He crawled to his people whimpering in pain, and the Dora Milaje helped drag him there quickly. Erik faced them all, battered and bloody… but alive. The shine in his eyes made Yani cry out to him with relief. He took a step toward her, but Lithemba brought forth a necklace of panther claws and holy ivory beads.

"I present to you my people… King N'Jadaka. The Golden Jaguar!" Lithemba said.

Yani clutched at her chest and listened to ululations and cheers explode around her.

"My King," Lithemba said, lowering her head.

Sydette, Riki, and Joba ran their small feet back into the water, and Erik… N'Jadaka… knelt down to their level, finally able to accept hugs from them. Disa turned and hugged Dante and Marisol, who openly wept. T'Challa gave a wild smile and held his hands in deference to his cousin. When N'Jadaka stood up again, exhaustion drooped his shoulders, but his eyes were fearsome once more. They took in the praise and all the hand claps. He held his hands up to his maternal grandfather and turned them up toward his paternal grandparents. Umama blew down kisses to him, and Baba Z saluted him with arms crossed over his chest. N'Jadaka's devastating gaze fell on Yani and she looked away at her feet, overcome by the power in his stance.

The Dora Milaje chanted, led by Noxolo, and they raised their hands and spears toward the sky in praise of his name.

N'Jadaka surveyed the crowd once more and crossed his arms against his chest.

"Wakanda Forever!" he shouted.

"Wakanda Forever," his people declared back at him.

He was the king. At last.

Chapter 60 HERE.

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