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Competitively Stupid | Steve Harrington

》 PAIRING: steve harrington x female!reader

》 TROPE/GENRE: rivals-ish (since childhood) to lovers, some angst; fluff

》 SUMMARY: It was stupid, jumping off a cliff just to prove that you were better than Steve fucking Harrington. But you were competitive. You were not losing to him. But you know what was stupider? For it to take a near-death situation for you both to confess what you truly feel for each other.

》 WARNINGS: canon divergent (everyone is alive & well & happy thanks), pet names (sweetheart, baby), shitty parents (on both sides), competitiveness on all accounts, r is basically a counterpart of steve during high school (cheerleading captain, queen of hawkins high, swim team captain, etc.), peer pressure-ish, some stupid decisions & stupider actions, very irresponsible cliff jumping (which doesn't end well), drowning, CPR, injuries, an emotional moment™, love confessions, and a happy, sappy ending.

》 WORD COUNT: 5.3k+

A/N: hi! okay, well, it's been a while since i posted a steve fic so i'm kinda nervous ngl. also, not me making it a habit to include swimmer!steve in all my fics from here on out. this was meant to be short & sweet to dust off the cobwebs but lol. super random. i saw a video of someone cliff-jumping & boom, the idea was born. also, not me using the first aid training i learned in college.

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This was stupid.

Absolutely idiotic.

You genuinely have no idea why you were even doing this in the first place.

"There's no way you can do it."

Right.

That's why.

The taunting voice of Steve fucking Harrington was the reason why you were standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down at a thirty-foot drop into the dark ocean.

This was supposed to be a relaxing trip with your new found family.

"You know you don't have to listen to him, right?" Robin sighed, so completely over the fact that her two best friends who never got along no matter what she tried, somehow came to an agreement to not listen to her right now.

Not that you could blame her.

You and Steve had been rivals ever since you were kids.

It was what you had always known.

What with narcissistic parents who used their children as pawns to one up each other, you had been conditioned to see him as an enemy from the second you step foot into their home.

Your family was invited into the Harrington residence for dinner as a way of welcoming you to the neighborhood. You recently just moved in, so you didn't know anyone else yet. When you heard that the next-door neighbor had a son who was your age, you had been really excited to gain a new friend.

All that changed when your dad sat you down an hour before, prepping you about how the Harringtons were a respected family in the town, and that you needed to show them you weren't any less than them, if not show them you were better. He drilled it in your brain to be on your best behavior, to be the best and the perfect daughter.

It only got worse when you finally sat down at that dinner table.

The comparisons were endless.

"See, my daughter here is a wonderful gymnast, quite amazing for someone her age."

"How wonderful. Steven here has swimming lessons every weekend. His coach said he might end up in the Olympic team once he's of age."

"Splendid. How about his academics? I'm sure he can take inspiration from my daughter's exemplary grades."

"He's the top of his class. Maybe if they study together, your daughter would be able to catch up in time."

It was harsh, pitting two seven-year-olds against each other—impressionable kids who only wanted to make their mom and dad proud.

But neither your parents nor his truly gave a shit. All they cared about was becoming the best family in the street, if not the whole town.

The sad thing was, those dinners became a regular thing, held alternately between your house and his.

It always looked like a preparation for battle whenever your mom would pull out the finest china in her collection along with the cookbook she only ever used for special occasions.

It was in the guise of cordiality when it was, in fact, an excuse to show off, to make a competition out of everything, a moment to compare who did what best. Those dinners were like monthly scoreboards, tallying up the respective families' recent achievements—and that included yours and Steve's.

Nobody was surprised that the competitiveness stuck with you both.

And it only got worse during high school.

Whether that was something as mundane as winning the popularity contest when running different circles—even going as far as getting crowned the King and Queen of Hawkins High—down to academics and extracurriculars.

Captain of the basketball team. Captain of the cheerleading squad. Prom Queen. Prom King. MVP of the season. Brightest student of the year. Beer pong Queen. Kegstand King. Best summer camp counselor. Lifeguard of the month and it went on and on and on and on.

When he got co-captain for the men's swim team, you rubbed it in his face that you were the captain of the women's team. When you got second place at the science fair, he made sure to rub his first place medal right in your face. When you became president of the student council, you ordered him around to do extra work whenever the basketball team was required to help with community service.

It was a constant back and forth.

There was always a competition between you and Steve Harrington.

And sure, since you graduated, it became subdued. But it was still very much there. Vying on who was the coolest babysitter in your band of ragtags, even fighting to have the title of Robin Buckley's ultimate best friend.

This thing between you and Steve was deeply rooted. So there really wasn't much Robin could do apart from getting in between your frequent squabbles before you started actually killing each other.

In Robin's words, something drastic had to happen for you both to finally wake up and see that this rivalry between you both wasn't what it seemed to be on the surface.

You had no idea what she was even implying.

Now, on a little getaway on the nearest beach you could drive to, the competition started with a race on who could get there first. It wasn't even fair seeing that you weren't the one driving.

The group had split into two, some were in Eddie's van—along with everyone's belongings since he had ample space in the back—while the others were in Steve's Beemer. Since you and Steve couldn't be in the same room together without an argument ensuing, it was a unanimous decision to have you two separated. Nobody wanted to deal with that for hours on the road.

Not that you could blame them, either.

And sure, it was the kids who suggested the race, but with Steve's smug smirk and that arrogant wink he threw once you got into Eddie's passenger seat, you knew it was game on between you too.

Yet despite the metal head being a fast—albeit slightly reckless—driver, he somehow took his sweet goddamn time getting to your destination.

Only when your group arrived at the beach last, did he say something about Steve threatening him to be extra careful with driving because there's important cargo in his van—whatever the hell that meant.

You lost to Steve on that one, but you would argue it was rigged from the start.

The next was a supposed friendly bout on who could build the biggest sandcastle that didn't topple over after a few minutes.

It was boys versus girls with you and him being team leaders. The girls won, obviously and El never used her powers. It was fair and square since the other team mostly argued over everything they could think of and had no teamwork at all. You made sure to point that out to Steve as you watched their sandcastle crumble into ruins.

Another one was beach volleyball. Same leaders as before, but you get to pick the members of your teams this time. Steve made it his mission to pick the tallest of the bunch. Still, it wasn't the advantage he thought it was because it ended up being one point too close.

Your team would've won if Steve wasn't such a dramatic asshole.

It was truly an accident. When you spiked that ball, you were not aiming for his face. He simply thought it was a good idea to catch the ball with it. Besides, he was distracted, flirting with some random girl in a bikini who was passing by, right in the middle of the game.

How was it your fault that he wasn't paying attention?

He made sure to oversell his injury after that, curled up on the sand as the girl fussed over him. But you saw that smirk on his face. You would've hit him again—definitely not by accident this time—if you weren't busy arguing with Robin about the point deduction. She said it was only fair since you hit the ball when she hadn't blown her imaginary whistle yet.

You decided to let it go when Steve commented on you being a whiny sore loser.

Unfortunately, the competition was ending with who could make jumping off a cliff and into the ocean look the coolest—adults only, despite the groans of protest from the mischievous bunch.

Eddie offered to stay behind and watch the rascals. When teased, he simply said he didn't want to test Death today.

His comment didn't help your nerves.

Robin said she was only coming purely as a voice of reason. She'd been saying nonstop how it was a horribly stupid idea, that there really was no need to be doing this in the first place.

But Steve wasn't backing down, so you weren't going to either.

So once again, it was only you and him.

As it always had been.

He volunteered to go first, throwing in a comment about rushing back up the cliff's edge before you could take your turn because he wanted a front-row seat for when you'd chicken out.

It only made you want to do it more.

His dive was smooth, almost flawless, you admit. He even showed off with a little flip near the end. It didn't take long for him to swim back to the shore, either. His years of training as a swimmer were obviously paying off.

But you trained just as much if not more than he had.

The only difference was, adrenaline didn't fuel you as much as it did Steve. So instead of getting all powered up looking down at a cliff's edge like he was, you were terrified.

But who wouldn’t get scared looking down at harsh waves crashing against sharp and jagged rocks? There was no margin for error here because one wrong slip and you'd be dead.

Still, if Steve could do it, you could do it better.

You weren't about to lose to his stupid ass.

"I'm not listening to him," you argued back, taking in a shaky breath as you took a step.

"He's doing reverse psychology!" she squeaked. "So you doing it is still listening to him!"

"I'm fine, Robs, I can do it," you mumbled, a slight questioning lilt at the end of your sentence.

"Look, sweetheart, it's okay to admit defeat," Steve said, cocky voice with an even cockier smile as he crossed his toned arms against his bare chest. His hair was still damp, quick to climb back up so he could get his front-row seat as he promised.

But you weren't chickening out.

Never.

"I mean, it wouldn't be the first time you lost to me so, it shouldn't sting as much."

You ignored him.

Instead, you took another step, the tips of your toes now hanging over the edge.

You can do this. Wipe that smug smirk off his face. You got this.

"Listen, you don't have to do—"

"Shut it, Harrington," you growled.

With a deep breath, you closed your eyes, counting from three, two, one…

You jumped.

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This was stupid.

Absolutely idiotic.

He shouldn't have pressured you like that.

The jump wasn't deadly, per se, but it also wasn't exactly deemed the safest, especially if you weren't an expert in any sort of way.

And he didn't want to say it out loud because if he did, he knew it would only push you to do it more just to prove him wrong.

But Steve could see how scared you were.

He was already dropping the act, voice laced with concern as he started telling you that he wasn't worth all of this, that he was stupid and that you were always going to be better than him.

But, obviously, you didn't listen.

You simply jumped.

You and your stupidly competitive ass.

"Damn it," he cursed under his breath, rushing to the edge of the cliff, tensely watching your falling figure disappear into the water with a splash.

"You two are complete idiots."

"Shut up," Steve gritted, never looking away from the water. Yet any annoyance was quickly overpowered by sheer worry as he scanned the deep blue for anything.

There was no sign of you.

"Like seriously! It's like I'm the only one with a brain cell here!"

"Come on, come on, come on," Steve mumbled, completely ignoring Robin when you still hadn't emerged to the surface. "Come on, Y/N, don't scare me like this."

"Uh, Steve?" Robin asked after a moment, carefully looking over the cliff before shooting him a worried glance. "You look anxious and you being anxious is making me nervous."

"She hasn't come up," he grumbled, glancing at his watch.

It was nearing a minute.

"Maybe you didn't see her?"

"I haven't taken my eyes off the water, Buckley," he gritted, too harsh and uncalled for since Robin didn't do anything wrong.

But he was panicking.

A minute and thirty seconds.

"Come on, sweetheart, you can do it. You're an amazing swimmer," he whispered encouragingly, hoping some sort of magic would let you hear him underwater all while saying it aloud for his own sanity.

Two minutes.

You could never hold your breath any longer than that.

Steve knew because he always won that competition.

And that was in a calm pool.

"Shit, shit, shit!" he cursed, gearing up to dive after you. "I don't think she's coming up!"

"Okay! Okay," Robin rushed, panicking. "Maybe she's already on the shore. We should go down now and see—"

Steve didn't listen.

He jumped right after you.

The biting cold was awakening.

Still, it was the absolute fear of losing you that was keeping him alert.

He ignored the sting of the salty ocean water in his eyes as he frantically searched for you, his heart beating hard and fast, struggling for oxygen all while fearing for your safety.

Steve didn't know which came first, relief or dread when finally found you, aimlessly floating and unconscious under the deep blue.

He swam to you as fast he could, securely hooking his arm under your shoulder and dragging you up to the surface.

Steve always knew that adrenaline can give you a random boost of strength when needed. He simply didn't expect that to be proven true when he was carrying your unresponsive body in his arms as he brought you to the shore.

He gently placed you on your back on the sand, cupping your face as he checked for any injuries.

You were so cold.

"Hey, hey, wake up," he begged, grabbing your shoulders to try and shake you awake.

Nothing.

"You didn't have to make the jump, you idiot. Why do you always want to prove me wrong," he scolded with no ounce of anger, only worry. He started tapping your cheek frantically. "Come on, wake up!"

Still no response.

"Dammit, Y/N, why'd you have to be so fucking stubborn," he scolded, his voice shaking in fear, his chest tightening as he pressed two fingers against your pulse point.

His own heart stopped when he couldn't feel yours.

And you weren't breathing.

Steve tried to keep himself calm. If he panicked now, he wouldn't be able to give you the aid that you direly need.

"Come on, Harrington. You know what to do. You trained for this," he mumbled to himself, getting into the proper position to give you CPR.

He gently cupped your forehead with his left hand, his other two fingers under your chin as he tilted your head up.

"You're going to be okay," he whispered, pinching your nose before slotting his lips against yours.

Breathing into your mouth, one, two, he watched your chest rise as it filled up with air, only for it to settle back down without coming back up again. He quickly kneeled straighter, locking his fingers together and placing the heel of his left hand in the middle of your chest, pushing down with enough pressure to try and get your heart to start again.

"One, two, three, four, come on, sweetheart, breathe for me," he mumbled, easily finding the right rhythm, his first aid training as a lifeguard coming back to him like it was second nature.

Still, he never wanted to use this skill in a real-life situation, much less use it on you.

It was the longest thirty counts in his life.

Check for a pulse. Check for breathing.

Still nothing.

"Goddammit, Y/N, come on!" he growled, blinking back the tears as he pressed his mouth against yours again.

Two rescue breaths.

Thirty chest compressions.

Steve repeated the cycle over and over. His eyes were stinging with unshed tears, his knees were burning as the rough sand dug deeper into his skin, and his arms were starting to get sore, tiredness slowly covering his aching muscles.

But he'd rather die first than give up on you now.

"Steve—"

"Call for help, Robin!" he ordered, not taking his eyes off you for even a second. When he didn't hear any movement, he yelled, "Don't just stand there! Go!"

He was going to apologize for being an asshole later. For now, he needed you to fucking breathe.

"Come on, come on, please," he begged, leaning back down to give you two more rescue breaths. "Breathe for me, baby, please."

Thirty chest compressions.

"Trying to prove me wrong when I've always been wrong, you idiot."

Five, six, seven—

"Sweetheart, come on," he choked back a sob. "Who's going to call me out when I'm being stupid, huh? You know Robin can't do it alone."

Twelve, thirteen, fourteen—

"And you're really going to leave me alone to watch our kids?"

Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two—

"Y/N, baby, please, I can't live without you," he whimpered.

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thir—

Steve felt his breath leave his lungs when you finally gasped for air.

He quickly turned you to your side, rubbing your back as you choked out all the ocean water that got into your system.

"There you go, you're okay," he whispered, whether to reassure you or himself, he didn't even know anymore. All he was focused on was making sure you were going to be okay.

"S-Stevie?" you coughed out the nickname that was only ever used by you.

It was the equivalent to his nickname for you—sweetheart.

Names that started out to annoy each other but the more often it was used as time passed, it only managed to grow into an endearment that held something warm underneath it. You both were quick to realize that the nicknames you had for each other weren't out of spite anymore.

Neither of you simply addressed it.

"Steady, sweetheart, I'm right here," he reassured, hurriedly getting into your line of sight to stop you from trying to turn around to face him. He gently cupped your cheek, offering you a soft smile when your gaze found him. "I'm not going anywhere."

You nodded as best as you could, your eyes clinging onto his brown ones only for them to screw shut when a shiver ran through your whole body.

"C-Cold," you stammered.

"I know, I know, come here," he said softly, guiding you to sit up before quickly settling behind you. He gently pulled you closer between his legs, his chest pressed against your back as he blanketed his body over yours, rubbing your arms to keep you as warm as possible.

You turned to face him slightly, burying your face into his neck only for you to wince at the slight movement. He quickly tried to steady you again, checking over you twice to look for any visible injury. But he couldn't find any.

"Tell me what hurts," he asked, pressing his lips against your cold forehead as he fully wrapped his arms around you.

"A-Ankle," you whimpered in pain, your grip on his waist tightening and God he hated that sound so much.

You must've rolled it when you jumped, and having landed on it when you reached the water, it definitely made it worse.

"It's okay, you're okay," he murmured, littering kisses against the side of your head to try and keep your mind off it. "Robin already called for help, they should be on their way, alright?"

You gave him a small nod, inching even closer to him, seeking as much warmth from him as possible. Your cold breath was tickling his skin but he didn’t care. Hell, you could be breathing fucking ice and he still wouldn’t give a shit.

As long as you were breathing.

"I need you to stay awake for me, okay?"

"I-I'll try," you whispered.

"First to fall asleep is the biggest loser," he mumbled, squeezing you slightly when he felt your eyes flutter close. "And you wouldn't want me to win this, babe, because I'll be a little shit about it."

"Not f-fair," you choked out a laugh.

"It's plenty fair," Steve chuckled tearfully, ignoring the sudden wetness on his cheeks. He hugged you tighter instead. "So stay awake or you'll lose to me. Again."

"Right there! They're right over there!"

Steve had never been so grateful to hear Robin's voice.

-:-:-:-:-:-:-

"So are you finally going to tell her?"

"Tell her what?" Steve questioned back, unable to take his eyes off of you, soundly sleeping in a hospital bed with your foot now wrapped in a cast.

The doctor had already checked everything and thankfully, there weren't any further injuries apart from your twisted ankle.

Now, all you needed was to rest and recover.

"That you've been in love with her this whole time."

Steve sighed, squeezing your hand before turning to look at his best friend.

"I'm not in love with her, Robs."

"Right," she scoffed, raising a knowing brow. "Because jumping off a cliff with zero hesitation so you could save her is totally normal behavior for someone you claim you hate."

"I never said I hated her," he argued, and it was true. He couldn't think of a single moment where he hated you.

"Yeah, well, you two definitely don't act like you like each other."

"Does she annoy and frustrate the shit out of me? Yes. But I never hated her," he admitted.

Steve didn't know what it was exactly, maybe it was his tiredness muddling his brain, maybe it was from everything that happened in the last couple of hours finally catching up to him, or maybe it was the overwhelming need to confess everything into the open before it was too late—and it almost had been. Either way, he found himself suddenly spewing out all the things that he always just kept to himself.

"She's also been the most constant person in my life, you know? Hell, we basically grew up together. I can't just not care about her," he continued, memories flooding his system before he could even stop it. "She's been so ingrained in my life, her and the cute dresses she wore at those stupid dinners our parents always dragged us to. Her and her stupid competitions whenever our babysitters would bring us to the park together. Her and that stupid dance she always did whenever she won at anything even if it was my expense—she always does this cute little wiggle whenever she won, and that never left her even as we got older," Steve chuckled at the thought.

"And fuck, don't even get me started with how similar our parents are. She's the only one who will always get me when it comes to that," he continued. "And yeah, we compete a lot, but there was no hatred between us. Maybe at the start but all that went away when we learned that whatever our parents were feeding us was bullshit—that they were bullshit.

"And fine, did I sometimes get so annoyed whenever she got a new boyfriend? Yeah. But only because she always had this bad habit of dating fucking assholes. I don't know where she got those dickheads from but every time I see a glimpse of her crying by her window at night I swear to fucking God I would've killed every single one of those assholes if she asked," he gritted, slumping down in his seat with a sigh.

"She deserves to be treated right, you know? She's already experiencing so much shit at home, she doesn't need any more of that anywhere else. Sure, she irritates me to no end but that doesn't mean she's not a sweet girl who always cried whenever some random pet commercial came on the TV during the holidays. Does her competitiveness drive me up the wall? Absolutely. But that doesn't mean I don't feel so fucking proud of her whenever she wins another medal or achieves another milestone. And yeah, I wonder about how she's doing, if she's taking care of herself, if she's getting enough sleep between her work and classes. But that's only because I worry, you know?

"And maybe I do think about her a lot but that doesn't mean I'm in love with…"

Steve blinked.

Well fuck.

"Wow," Robin marveled. "You're stupider than I thought."

"He hit his head as a kid, cut him some slack."

Steve paled at the sound of your voice, swiftly turning red at the thought that you probably heard all the things he said.

He turned to face you, groaning in annoyance when he saw the smug smile on your lips. "You've been awake this whole time?"

"I'll leave you two love birds alone," Robin sang, quickly slipping out of the hospital room and closing the door behind her.

"How much of that did you hear?" Steve asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Enough to say you're stupid," you hummed.

He rolled his eyes, leaning back in his seat with crossed arms. "I'm not the one who jumped off the cliff and almost died just to prove a fucking point."

"Yeah, well, I guess we're both stupid then," you snorted.

He shrugged. "I guess we are."

"Jesus, you don't have to act so tense. I mean, you've already given me a mouth-to-mouth, we've practically made out already," you scoffed playfully. "I honestly thought I'd die first before swapping spit with you yet here we are."

It was your attempt at alleviating the tension, to throw in a funny quip. But with everything still so fresh in his mind, Steve simply couldn't take it well.

"Don't fucking joke about that will you?" he snapped, rubbing a frustrated hand over his face.

The silence that followed only made the tension worse.

"I'm sorry," you whispered.

Steve immediately felt bad.

"No, no, no. You didn't do anything wrong, don't apologize," he sighed, meeting your eyes with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped. It's just—"

He stopped himself, chewing on his bottom as he looked everywhere but at you when he felt the tears well up again.

"Will you come here?"

Steve took a calming breath and did as you asked, moving his chair closer but didn't attempt anything else than that.

"Stevie," you called when he still wouldn't look at you.

Harshly wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, he lifted his head. You smiled at him sweetly, wiggling your fingers to get him to come even closer.

"You scared me back there," he croaked, taking your hand with a squeeze.

"I didn't mean to," you softly said, remorseful and apologetic even though you didn't have to be.

"I know," he murmured, pressing your warm palm against his cheek as he shot you a glare. "Just don't do that again."

"Promise," you giggled, stroking his cheek with your thumb.

Steve leaned closer into your touch. "How are you feeling?"

"Better, thanks to you," you hummed, brows furrowing in thought. "When Marcus got that black eye, you said it was because he was playing dirty on one of your games." You tilted your head knowingly. "That wasn't true, wasn't it?"

Steve shrugged. "He hurt you."

"It was a small bruise on the arm, Steve," you reasoned.

"He shouldn't be giving you a fucking bruise in the first place," he growled, the memory bringing back the same anger he felt when he first saw that bruise. The soft tapping of your finger against his cheek calmed him down. "Sorry."

"Did you lose on purpose to get him expelled?"

"What? No!" he scoffed, offended, rolling his eyes when you giggled. "I tried so fucking hard to win that fight, you know, for you."

"You've always been protective of me," you hummed, taking his hand and interlacing your fingers together.

"Don't think I didn't know it was you who dyed that poor girl's hair green that one year in middle school summer camp," he retaliated.

It was a sharp and piercing scream that woke up the whole camp that morning. Everyone rushed out of bed to see what was going on only to find a girl who once was blonde was now sporting bright green hair in the middle of the crowd, crying her eyes out.

Steve would've thought it was only some silly prank if he didn't know who the girl was. But he did. Because the day before he tried to ask her to be his girlfriend, only for her to turn him down in the most embarrassing and humiliating way possible.

It wasn't difficult for him to find out who the culprit was since he immediately noticed how you kept hiding your hands in your pockets for the next few days after the incident.

The counselors quickly found out that the little menace—whoever she was—decided to use permanent dye on the poor girl's hair instead of something washable.

Your green palms colored you oh so guilty.

"She called you pathetic and gross in front of everyone!" you argued, pouting. "You looked like you were about to cry and I hated it."

Steve's heart warmed at that, a smile on his face despite rolling his eyes. "I wasn't about to cry."

"Yeah well," you shrugged, eyes trained on your intertwined fingers, your thumb playing with his. "I'm the only one who's supposed to be mean to you."

"Hmm," he agreed, bringing the back of your hand to his lips. "I guess we've always been there for each other, huh?"

"I guess so," you giggled, cupping his cheek and tugging him closer.

He stood up from his seat, following your lead until he was pressing his forehead against yours.

"Thank you for saving my life, Steve," you whispered, eyes turning glossy as so many emotions covered your irises, the weight of what almost happened catching up with you.

"You don't have to thank me for that," he said sincerely, brushing the tip of his nose against yours. "I'd do it over and over again in a heartbeat."

You nodded, sniffling, "Still, thank you."

Steve wasn't able to argue some more when you all but kissed him.

The first time Steve felt your mouth on his was a horrible experience considering he was trying to keep you alive.

Now, everything was the complete opposite.

A kiss that was careful but sweet, a hint of nervousness and excitement all the same, completely unhurried yet burning with passion as his lips molded against yours.

But still, it felt like that first gasp of air—a finally.

"I'm in love with you, too, by the way," you murmured as you pulled away, your warm breath tickling his lips.

"Thanks for clarifying," he chuckled, eyes laced with adoration, unable to stop his smile from growing wider, warmer. "I couldn't figure that out from the kiss."

"I mean, you are kinda stupid," you teased.

"We're on that same boat, sweetheart," he chuckled. "I'm sure Robin would remind us about that every single day now."

"Unfortunately," you groaned playfully. "God, she gets annoying when she's right."

"Tell me about it," he hummed, brushing his lips against yours, moving away when you chased it.

You whined.

Steve didn't hesitate to dive back in.

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neteyamyawne · 1 year ago

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🫀— Another Love

༄ Pairing : Lo'ak x Fem!Na'vi!Reader

༄ Summary : He slowly falls for another and all you can do is see him be happy with her like he was once with you.

༄ Warning : Jealousy, slight one-sided love, falling out of love, emptiness (emotional), sadness, confrontation.

༄ Prompts : Falling out of love.

༄ Word count : 1.2k, proof read.

༄ Note : This is me first time writing for lo'ak so idk much 🥹 I'm improving for him!

༄ Glossary : [Tiyawn] - Love, [Yawne] - beloved.

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You saw it, of course you did, anyone who wasn't lo'ak saw it loud and clear…

Your favorite leather armband? Gone, the river stone choker? Gone and nowhere to be found until you saw Tsireya wearing it. The inkling of downfall starting from the smallest of things.

The swimming lessons were always him and her paired up, at first it was you, the one who left her forever home for him to come here, to an unknown clan and living in between unknown people, just for his love… your love..

His eyes were unfocused as you say near the coast with him, though his hand rested on your thigh, his mind was elsewhere, lost in thought, it was like, he was your lo'ak anymore.

“Ma lo'ak… are you okay? You seem distracted” his eyes snapped back at your face, a sheepish smile forming in his face as he squeezed your thigh softly.

“Yeah, yeah I'm good, Tiyawn” he whispered before his eyes trailed back to the shallow waters, where Tsireya taught the metkayina children how to ride the ilus and for a moment you thought if he suggested to go for a walk on the beach for a certain reason.

She looked splendid, everything a female should look like, the small shell at the crown of her head, the neat braids that cascaded down her back in tight curls would easily make anyone fall in love with her and from the way she sat close to him, her hand on his chest during breathing practice and his breath would stutter at her touch Every. Single. Time.

The dots were connecting but you weren't ready to admit it, it was hard to accept the fact that the one you love the most was falling out of love with you “Lo'ak, what's going on?? I know you're hiding something… I know”

He was startled by your confrontation, a look of guilt spreading over his features, though he looked unsurprised by your question, which only meant one thing, he anticipated it.

“I- I… it's nothing, y/n forget about it, it's stupid” he looked away embarrassed, he didn't want to say it, who would when they knew it would break the heart of the person who left everything behind for them.

“It's Tsireya… isn't it?” Your words grabbed his attention so fast it almost snapped his neck, eyes wide in surprise and resentment… not for you though, for himself.

He shakes his head worried about how he would be able to explain about this complicated feeling but if he saw deep enough, the answer was right there… the ocean eyed, metkayina princess.

“Y/n, No, it's- it's not… i mean yeah but-” he was struggling to form words as his eyes darted between you and her as if he was watching a ping-pong match.

But your heart sank deeper with every second of his hesitation, a void yawning open in the middle of your chest as you clearly saw the love on his face but it wasn't for you, as much as it broke your heart, it wasn't for you.

He was miserably failing to explain his side but you saw the yearning in his eyes for her, a bittersweet smile graced your lips and your hands trembled, so you fisted them as you spoke the next words “Go to her, It's okay… Go to her”

The stunned silence on his face was enough for you to break down right then and there, you loved this man with your entire life and this is how it ends? You let go? But it'll only hurt more if you hold on, though…

“Sweetheart- what are you saying…? Go to her? Are you sure?” That's when the tear slid down your cheek and his frown covered his features, knowing that his truth was your end, but what hurt the most is that he asked ‘are you sure?’ he was ready to go, there was no point in holding back.

It felt like you were ripping your heart out of your chest and shredding it into ribbons with your own two hands as you simply hid your pain behind a smile and teary eyes and nodded “yes, Lo'ak, go to her… as you want, you can go to her… i guess your love wasn't as strong as you said it was”

The hesitation and guilt was written all over his face as he saw the tears in your eyes, the hurt in your voice, nothing but regret filled him as he never thought this day would come “I'm so sorry… So damn sorry” he held your hand tightly but there was no warmth in it, his words were like Ash in your mouth, they meant nothing to you now.

“Just go… leave, go away” your eyes averted back to Tsireya who was unaware of the conversation, anger simmered in your chest but it didn’t cover the hurt that caved your chest, the jealousy that raged in your mind but you hid it well.

Lo'ak frowned, the little braids that framed his face falling away from his eyes, getting up from his spot beside you… biting his lip nervously as he knew he fucked up big times “Yawne, I'm really sorry… I hope you understand… I'm-”

But you got up "stop it please! Just go away! I- I don't want to talk, please!" and left, not wanting to hear the reason why you failed to be the one for him, it was all a mistake, a mistake to leave your home for the person who you thought was your everything, a mistake that he would be your love forever, a mistake to ever think he'd never leave you for someone else.

His heart sank as she watched you walk away after the truth was out, he felt terrible, HORRIBLE, for breaking your heart after everything you did for him but he couldn't keep you leading into a ditch after he knew his feelings were lost for you and held onto another and with a defeated sigh he walked towards Tsireya, with a smile, as if nothing happened and he didn't just leave you, the person who left her whole life behind for him, for the girl he met a few months ago.

Even when you walked away from him, sobs leaving your lips silently, you couldn't help but stop and watch from behind a boulder with tears glistening your cheeks as the smile he once gave you shone brighter when he looked at her instead, the look he gave you once now almost glowed with love for her.

Were you not worth it? Did your sacrifice mean nothing to him? Was it that easy for him to forget you and move on? After you spent years loving him? The questions swirled in your mind but there were no answers to justify them as the person you saw your future with left you with just your thoughts in a clan where you don't know anyone and had to live with his family to top it off.

You were foolish to think that he would keep loving you… but were you? Is this what you deserved? To be left alone and broken in a place you don't know anyone, away from your home and family and betrayed by the person you trusted the most? No, but your heart still broke as you say the on golden shores of metkayina but nothing seemed so colorful as it was to you before this happened…

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marymary-diva17 · 7 months ago

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The dream walker of the sea (2)

The reunion with friends had made everyone happy, as they had been apart from each other for very long. The fear and worry of not seeing each other, was over but there had been some stuff that returned as well. The war was far from over as now a new fight had began and there is no giving up.

y/n " ......" you are standing on the beach holding your son in your arms.

neyio " fishes mama fishes'

y/n " yes baby look at all the fishes in the water swimming around"

neyio " IIu mama"

y/n " yes that an IIu maybe if we are lucky we can go on ride later on" neyio soon started laughing and clapping his hands making you, chuckle you had kissed his right check.

y/n " aww you are so adorable"

????? " y/n" you soon heard your name getting called as you soon turned around to see, jake and norm standing there as they made their way towards you. They had soon stopped when they soon reached you.

Jake " oh you have the kiddo with you again hey there kid"

neyio " ......" neyio stayed silent but he soon waved towards the two grown man.

norm " he very sweet"

y/n " yes he is"

Jake " so he inherited your DNA"

y/n " yes like with your kids there are high chances that the kids, will show our DNA in them then the other kids"

norm " still on your game I see"

y/n " always my friend I make sure my kids know this stuff as well, along with fighting as well since the return of enemies from the past dead people who are alive once again"

Jake " yeah I thought they will be gone forever but nope the rda brought them back alive, with using those stupid memory logs"

y/n " the rda love to play great creator but that never works in the end"

norm " maybe you can come with us to see the base we have here, but I don't think it will be safe for the little one to come"

y/n " you are right I would leave him to my mates but they are no where near by ...."

tsireya " hey mama" tsireya had soon come walking and she was soon joined by her sibling, sully kids, and spider.

y/n " hello children"

Jake ' hey kids what are you all going'

neteyam " hangout in the water aonung and his siblings offer to take us for a lesson"

y/n " that nice of you kids but can you all do me favor

aonung " yes mama'

y/n " can you all keep an eye on neyio I need to have a meeting with Jake and norm, at the humans homes it will not be good to take him"

aonung " yes we can take him mama come here little brother" aonung soon took his baby brother who had become happy, to spend time with the bigger kids.

neteyam " we will all make sure no harm comes to him y/n"

y/n " thank you all" you had soon walked away with Jake and norm heading toward, where the humans are staying since their arrival yesterday.

max " y/n"

y/n " hey max"

max " I'm so happy to see you again we thought we lost your for good, after all those years"

y/n " yes I thought I will not be able to see you all again, I want to go back but it havent become safe since their return"

Scientist " well we are happy you are back here with us and we heard, you have mates and kids as well"

y/n " yes I do I had become mates with tonowari the olo'eythan here and the tshaik ronal we have four beautiful children"

Scientist 2 " that wonderful norm told us one of the kids had inherited DNA from you"

y/n " yes he did I will show you all my kids later on if they come by for a visit"

norm " oh they will come by knowing our kids they will be here later on" laughter had been heard as it seem to be something agreed upon by everyone.

Jake " so the metkayain already know the rda"

y/n " yes it seems like the rda was doing their own thing here, but when they left it felt like peace had come until now"

Jake " yes but will they be willing to help us fight against the rda'

y/n " yes they will be willing to help fight against the rda as they are, destroy our homes and hunting the creates we love here in the name of greed"

norm " greedy is always the root of all this chaos"

y/n " the rda will not stop until they clam this place as their new home, and get rid of anyone that stops them from doing that"

max " yes but they will be greedy once again"

y/n " that is very true but we will never give up the fight no matter what happens"

Scientist 3 " it good to have you back y/n we missed you girl"

y/n " I missed you all as well"

????? " this is where the humans will be living"

????? ' oh they have some of the same techniques and weapon mama has, at home but some of them seem different"

????? " shinny"

????" no touching neyio"

???? " there might be something around here we can hold and touch, that will not be harmful"

lo'ak " oh hello" the adults soon saw the children arrive in eye shot of them, all of the kids looking at them.

Neyio " mama mama" you smile as you went to get neyio from rotox arms who was now holding him.

rotxo " he has been well behaved mama no fits about anything, he even did well when swimming"

lo'ak " he even showed all of us up as well when swimming on his won and ridding an IIu"

y/n " oh did you that is so good"

max " hello kids"

tsireya " hello are you all friend of our mama"

y/n " yes they are and I did work with them as well"

aonung " wow"

neteyam " it fine we brought them here we wanted to show them, more of the humans as they know some from y/n"

max " it okay did just staye safe all of you and be careful, when handle any of the weapons or tools"

kids " yes sir"

aonung " can we looks around more mama"

y/n " yes but remember max words my kids" the older kids had taken off leaving you with neyio, as he was pointing at everything he could see. Wishing for anyone to explain what had caught his attention, he easily had won everyone over.

Later on that day

max " so they call you the dream walker of the sea"

y/n " yes they do they knew about the dreamwalker but haven't seen one until me, I made a good impression on them"

norm " yes it those if you had become ronal and tonowari mate, after all this time"

y/n " I have a good life with them and type of life I fear I wouldn't have with them" Neyio is doing his best to walk around but having times, when he will fall over.

Jake " you will get it buddy"

y/n " when he does learn to walk there will be not stopping him"

max " you are a good mom y/n he will be amazing and adventurous like his mom"

neyio " baba baba" someone had came walking over to the human base, that navi was no other then tonowari. he saw his son and smiled soon picking the boy up.

tonowari " hello my son now where is your mother and siblings, as no one was home when I arrived"

neyio " mama"

y/n " I'm here hello my husband welcome home"

tonowari " my wife so it seems like your human friends have settled in well"

y/n " yes and thank you once again for letting them come"

tonowari " they seeked help and we said yes"

y/n " this is max one of my many friends and the rest are my friends as well, when I was living in the forest"

tonowari " hello"

max " hello"

tonowari " I hope you and your friends can do good work here, and maybe erase all the trouble the rda has caused"

max " we will do our best olo'eythan"

tonowari " I will be look forward to it"

y/n " where is ronal"

tonowari " she will be home tomorrow as her and mo'at are speaking with another tshaik, near some spiritual grounds"

y/n " I understand"

tsireya " baba welcome home"

aonung " baba we saw so many amazing things today"

tonowari " that amazing my children"

rotxo " we got to understand more of the humans stuff as well"

tonowari " it good you are learning about your mother world, as it your world as well"

y/n " you are right my husband" it seems like everyone had rest assured when they were with tonowari seeing as friendly, but they were all wondering what ronal will be like in person verse words.

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bird-in-the-space · 4 months ago

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Echoes of the Unknown

Your summer camp experience came with a rough start. You already considered ending it all. But then, things go wrong, when you decide to investigate the strange sounds in the mountains and you end up falling into the abyss. You find something you were likely never supposed to find.

Warnings: mentions of rude kids, uncertainty about the future, some teasing, falling, broken feet, bruises, losing your breath, and losing consciousness.

Chapter 2

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It's only been a day and a half but you were already feeling drained and like you wanted to throw yourself off the cliff. You tried to keep up a bright mind and avoid brooding like Emily said, but after an activity that included helping first-year campers in arts and crafts and getting glue and stuff thrown at your face for the fifth time, you wanted to end it all. Modern social media and TikTok have created real monsters. These kids are supposed to be ten or eleven, yet they are cursing worse than sailors and crafting questionable things.

Luckily, Mr. Robin had mercy on you. He allowed you and the other members of your group to take a break and go on a short hike near the mountains. You somewhat liked it since it allowed you to calm your mind.

The forest was green with life. You saw squirrels, rabbits, and even a few deer on the hike path. It was calming and eventually, you reached the cliffs that led to the mountains.

“You seem more calm now,” Emily stated.

“I am…” you uttered.

“Who knew, (Name), is not a child person,” Amanda teased.

“Well, you weren’t the one who got unruly media monsters for you to help” you snarked at her.

“Children just like me more…” she said, making you roll your eyes at her.

“So, what kind of plans have you all planned after this?” she asked. “I’m gonna go abroad. I found a pleasant college in Europe,” she said.

“Lucky you!” one of your group members said.

“I’m gonna go to Stanford!”

“I’m gonna take a long family trip with my family,”

“I think I’m gonna start working,”

“I’m still looking through my options. I want to be a photographer, so I’m still deciding if I want to go to college or start working on that,” Emily answered.

“What about you, (Name)?” Amanda asked when you didn’t tell yours.

You looked at them and saw them all look at you, waiting for your answer.

“I… I’m still deciding. I don’t know what I want to do,” You answered, looking at the ground.

“I’m sure you will find what you like eventually,” Emily nudged you with a smile.

A loud bang echoed through the mountains and you felt the earth shaking beneath you.

“Wow, did you all hear that?” Emily questioned.

“That sounded way more close than before,” Amanda said. “How close are those roadmakers here?” she questioned.

You all looked toward the caves that led inside to the mountains. You felt rather spooked when you looked into that darkness.

“Are they even roadmakers? That sounded more like an explosion” One of your group asked a good question.

“Huh? Maybe the mines have been opened again,” Emily said thoughtfully.

“But let’s get back. Our break is going to be over soon and Mr. Robin needs us to aid the first years with the swimming lessons,” she said and you all agreed, leaving the hike.

You looked toward the mountains when you heard the sound again. You do not know why but you felt odd by those sounds.

The day was quick. The night came and you lounged in your camp house with Emily after having dinner. You would have tried to find sleep, but it did not come easy tonight, so you tried to spend time reading one of Emily’s books. You weren’t the biggest bookworm, but Emily knew how to pick good books.

The moment was quiet between you, but since you two were reading and simply enjoying each other’s presence— it was enough for you.

“You know…. I have been thinking what you could do after this?” Emily broke the silence.

“What you had in mind?” You looked at her curiously.

“You are talented in the arts. Why don’t you try art school?” she asked.

“My mom said I needed a real profession,” you answered. “And I haven’t drawn much for a long time. I think my skills have become severely rusted,”

“Then—” Emily thought to herself for a moment. “Then how about anything related to crafting or mechanics? You liked to do woodwork with your dad and you were really good at building those scientific things in computer classes,” she suggested.

“Maybe… but those no longer interest me much,” you said.

“Well, there has to be something. How about you try something completely new? You are a fast learner when you put your mind into something,” she said.

“Maybe… but what?” you questioned, staring at the ceiling.

“I’m sure it comes around. I can throw in some suggestions,” she said.

“Thanks… but I think I will be worrying about getting myself a place to live and learning how to be independent after this. Then I might find a career. I don’t want to throw myself into a career that is big but has no interest in me,” you explained.

“Don’t think about it too much. We have two whole months to think about it together. And I meant what I said about you coming to live with me,” Emily said.

You smiled in return. “I know I know… But I want to try to figure something out,”

“Attagirl,” Emily smiled again.

You then glanced through the window and noticed something strange. Amanda and some of her friends were outside their camp house, wearing jackets and flashlights. They seemed to be talking to each other before walking toward the woods.

“Hey, is that Amanda?” you frowned.

Emily looked over your shoulder and saw the people outside.

“Yeah. What is she doing?” Emily asked when Amanda and her friends seemed to leave for the hike paths.

You two decided to step outside. You opened the door and Emily shouted over your shoulder at the leaving group.

“Hey! Where are you guys going?” Emily asked. Amanda and her friends stopped to look at you.

“We’re gonna go check if we can see the miners in the mountains through the caves,” Amanda replied.

“Isn’t that dangerous? Everyone in these camps has told us that those caves are unstable?” you frowned.

“You are welcome to join us to make sure we will be safe. Come on, we won’t be waiting for you,” she said as she and her friends left for the hike trail.

“Fucking hell— is she looking for a death wish?” you asked.

“Well, there’s no point in pondering about it. Let’s go,” Emily grabbed her jacket.

“You can’t be serious?” you frowned at her.

“Amanda is difficult to convince, and we will be in trouble if something happens to her and we were the last ones to talk with her,” she said, handing you your jacket.

“So, let’s go. I’m sure we will be fine,” she stepped out.

You whined, taking your jacket and following after her.

You two quickly caught up with Amanda and her friends. The night was chilly despite the summer heat, so you were glad to have taken your jacket. You all then arrived at the mountains and stood before the cave entrance. You nearly shuddered as the darkness in the cave looked even more menacing at night.

“Are you sure this is a good idea? Do you even know where this cave leads to?” You asked Amanda.

“Only one way to find out,” She said, stepping forward.

“I don’t think we all should go inside. What if something happens and we need help?” you questioned.

“Don’t be a wuss. What bad things could happen?” she crossed her arms. “We just take a quick look and go. Simple as that,”

“(Name)’s right thought. Maybe we should leave someone behind. Just to be sure. Maybe just three of us should go?” Emily backed you up.

“Fine…” Amanda groaned, then looked toward her friends.

“Stay here, me, Emi, and (Name) will go. Call for help if something happens,” she said and you three then entered the cave.

Amanda used her flashlight to show the way forward. You and Emily used the lights on your phone to look around the walls and corners. Shivers ran down your spine. The cave leads to a larger cavern, making it look more intimidating. Large spikes were hanging from the ceiling and over the edge, you could see a dark abyss look back at you. Your mind wondered what was at the bottom, and it came up with spikes and nonexistent monsters that only waited for something to fall into their sharpened mouths.

You three walked a mile into the cave. The entrance was still in sight but provided little light. You tried to hear anything related to the miners or roadmakers, but there was nothing. However, for a moment, you thought you heard sounds you could only describe as drilling.

“Ah! A dead end!” Amanda stopped and you saw the cavern floor end to another edge. You looked around but saw nothing that would allow you three to go deeper. You were honestly relieved by this.

“I was hoping we could go deeper and see if we could find the workers,”

“Well, there’s nothing we can do. I can’t see anything from here,” Emily looked over the edge.

“Well, that’s too bad. Can we go now? This place is giving me the creeps,” you asked as you really wanted to go back.

A loud boom was heard across the cavern, causing the cave around you to shake. You lost your balance but when you saw Emily about to fall over the edge, you grabbed her, throwing her back and falling over the edge instead.

“(Name)!” Emily shrieked in terror when she saw you fall.

You screamed as you fell into the abyss below.

Your fall was quick. For a moment, you managed to land and slide against the cavern wall before falling a harsh mile and landing on your feet. A loud crunch was heard from your feet and you yelled in pain, withering against the cavern floor. Burning tears forced themselves out of your eyes and you started sobbing. Your ears barely heard Emily’s and Amanda’s yells from above as they tried to call out to you. It took you many long minutes to calm down and endure the pain from your foot.

You grabbed your phone. The screen was cracked from the fall but your phone was luckily not completely broken. You used the light to help you sit and look at your injured foot. It was motionlessly lying against the ground and you could feel the pain in your very bone, so it did not take much for you to guess that your foot was broken.

“(Name)!” you heard Emily’s voice in the distance.

You looked up but only saw darkness. You must have fallen quite far if you were not able to see the cave entrance or Emily.

“(Name)! Please answer me!” you heard her yell.

“I’m here!” You yelled, even though you were in a lot of pain right now.

“(Name)! Are you hurt?!” she yelled.

“Yeah! My foot!” You groaned. “It broke from the fall!”

“Okay! (Name)! Hold on! We’re gonna go get help!” Amanda yelled. “Stay where you are!”

You heard them run and yell to their friends outside. It then became quiet and you figured they must have returned to the camp to find help.

You leaned against the cavern wall, breathing and moaning from the pain. In all your life, you never experienced pain like this. You had experienced sprained ankles and muscles, but never a broken bone. You had always been careful to avoid seriously injuring yourself.

You checked your phone. Luckily it had a lot of battery, so you did not need to worry about it running out and losing your only source of light.

Five minutes run by. It was still a bit early to think if Emily and Amanda abandoned you to die even though your mind was entertaining the thought. You trusted Emily to alert Mr. Robin and the other camp chancellors. She was your friend. Even though Amanda was someone you weren’t overly fond of, you knew she would get help too despite the troubles it would bring her and her friends. They were good people deep down.

Your eyes suddenly noticed an odd blue glow in the darkness. You showed your lights and saw cracks that led somewhere. Your ears then caught the strange sound of drilling again.

You felt hopeful. If there was drilling, then that meant there were people. If you could find the miners, perhaps they would help you out of the mountain faster.

With a pained groan, you slowly picked yourself off the ground. Standing up, you tested your foot and felt a sharp pain when you put weight on it. You held it up. There was no use in trying to put any weight on it. Your foot had become numb, making it somewhat tolerable but for the best, you just needed to hop.

You knew Emily and Amanda told you to stay put, but this could be a good chance to get out than wait in the ominous darkness.

Carefully, you hopped toward the crack, using your phone’s light. You carefully limbed through the cracks, finding tunnels and more caves.

The sound of drilling became louder and you saw the blue glow again. The blue glow became brighter from another crack. You hopped over to it and slid through the crack.

After you pushed yourself through the crack, you were amazed when you saw what seemed to be blue crystals in the shape of cubes. They were bigger than you and stacked nicely against each other and on top of each other. However, they did not look like sapphires as they were way too blue and glowing.

You took a picture and tried to use the Google search to figure them out. It only gave answers to sapphires and gems that looked nothing like them, making you confused. Was this some kind of new undiscovered crystal?

However, one important question was, why were they so big?

The sound of drilling became louder and it nearly made you wince from the loudness. However, you felt hopeful since it meant you were near.

You saw an opening to another cave where you saw light and hopped between the giant cubes. However, instead of miners or roadmakers, you found something completely different.

After you came to the opening, you hid when you saw what seemed to be giant robots. You stared in shock at the robots. They were maybe fifteen feet tall, or bigger. They had no faces and had this odd symbol in their chests. Some of them were mining for the blue crystals while some of them seemed to be on guard for something.

You managed to control your shock and tried to avoid getting noticed. Whatever they were, they were not humans. You are not even sure if they were made by humans.

Your mind came back to the story about the missing miners and the giant metal beings. That rescuer might have not been insane after all.

You quietly took out your phone. Putting it on silence and turning off the lighting, you then started to record the robots and their mining operation. You need to show this to Emily and the others or they will never believe you.

You captured thirty seconds of footage. You ended the recording and hid when you noticed one of the guards coming. The ground shook beneath your feet from the robot’s footsteps and you could not help but shudder as the robot looked even more menacing from up close. Your heart was painfully pounding against your chest as you watched them leave.

You then decided you had seen enough and tried to find your way back to the cave you came from. Emily and the others should have already called for help. Limping painfully toward the crack in the cave. You were nearly there and ready to slide yourself through, but then you saw the guard looking at you.

“Shit, shit, shit!” you cursed as the guard walked toward you.

You managed to slip through the crack to the cave behind. However, there was another way and the purple robot followed you. It tried to grab you with its claws but you managed to throw yourself out of the way. However, now you are trapped.

It pointed its arm blaster toward you.

“No! No! No! Please!” You begged for your life.

The cavern suddenly shook. You heard what you could describe as blaster fire from the other part of the cavern and wondered if they were fighting something. A wall in your part of the cave suddenly crumbled and a metalling thing fell out of it.

You both stared at it as it activated, aiming two lights at you and the robot. You were then hit by some kind of blast. A blue light formed between you and the purple robot. You began to feel faint and lost your ability to breathe as something was happening in your mind. It felt like your mind was detaching itself from your body. You shrieked when you suddenly lost your consciousness and everything became dark.

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whinlatter · 1 year ago

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Hello!! First of all I wanted to say I’m obsessed with your writing ❤️ Your hinny feels so real and nuanced, and I really appreciate how well you address their trauma and struggles they might have in their relationship while also showing their deep love for each other. Because of this, I would LOVE to hear any thoughts you have on what Harry and Ginny would be like as parents, such as what their biggest challenges would be/how they'd get through it, etc (and if you have hcs about the kids that would be the icing on the cake 😁)

you are a true angel for this! although i do (of course, always) have takes on harry and ginny as parents, i'm going to save them for another day while i still have other writing bits to do. BUT what i do have is a WIP fragment of a dad!harry and james scene that i originally wrote for the orchards sequel and that i'll probably never do anything with but that i sort of like anyway, because james is my favourite potter child for no reason other than i love the idea of harry potter and ginny weasley having accidentally given birth to someone easygoing/ronald weasley 2.0. i really hope you enjoy!

In the kitchen, four o’clock, sunny day, warm. He takes the potatoes out of the oven, gives them a good shake in the tray.

‘It’s nice, our house.’

When he looks up, James is at the kitchen island, going to town on an enormous bag of crisps. It’s a source of professional anxiety how easy it is for his children to sneak up on him. ‘Glad you think so,’ he says to James, as he puts the potatoes back in the oven. ‘You’ve only lived in it your whole life.’

‘Yeah, but I never really thought about it before.’ Big bite, raspy crunch. When he turns back, James is looking out of the kitchen window, peering into the garden, like it's his first time seeing it. ‘When you’re little, you just think it’s your house, don’t you. You don’t think, hey, this house is nice. You just think, this is our house.’

‘I suppose not. Don't fill up on crisps, you'll not want dinner.'

His son scoffs at that - as well he might, the appetite on him these days. Gin says it's a Weasley birthright. With another munch, James starts examining the ceiling beams. 'I like it,' he says decisively. ‘It’s a good house. Big, loads of light. Homely. Good garden, plenty of bedrooms. Gets sunshine from all sides. Not far from Granny and Grandpa Weasley’s. Near the sea.’

‘Is this you telling me you’re considering a career as an estate agent?’

‘Nope. Just saying.’ James considers his next crisp clutched between his forefinger and thumb. ‘Reckon I’ll raise my kids here, too. Leave it to me in the will, won’t you?’

‘Not sure about that one. What about Al and Lil?’

Dismissive wave of a hand. ‘Easy. I’ll pay them off. There’ve got to be some perks to being the eldest son. First-come, first-served, that’s the rule.’

'And Teddy?'

'Easier still. He still owes me for running over my foot in that driving lesson. I've been limping whenever I see him, laying the groundwork.'

He looks at James, black birdnest of hair, bright brown eyes, scrum of freckles. He’s got quaffle blisters on the base of his palms.

‘You’re doing it again.’

‘What thing?’

‘What thing, he says. Staring at me. That sentimental thing you do.'

‘I don’t do a sentimental thing.’

‘Yeah, you do. Al and I take bets on how many times you'll do it at family events. Your eyes get that spaced-out look. You’re about to tell me you love me, aren’t you?’

‘I do love you.’

'Yeah, yeah.' Eye-roll from James, though he's grinning. Tosses the crisp packet in the bin with a Chaser's precision. They take love in their stride, his children: receiving it, giving it out in spades. 'Listen,' he says, 'about those roast potatoes - very important - '

‘Crispy. I’m on it.’

'Good man,' says his son, and heads for the door. 'Back in a bit. I'm going to go map out where I'm going to put my swimming pool.'

#writing #next gen #i don't know what this is but i hope you like it anon #just a dad roasting some potatoes for his hungry son #and the hungry son roasting him right back #that's parenting folks!#dad!harry has my heart #james sirius potter #potter family #ginny weasley #hinny #if you squint #microfic

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dapandapod · 1 year ago

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Geralt works in an aquarium, near the biggest fish tank.

Jaskier is a newly hired mermaid performer

Geralt was not told about this

In my dreams, it's still Mermay 2023. Husshhh time is fake. ANYWAY here it is! Thank you @magdelanesingerin helping me beta read <3 and thank you Ella-la for the prompt! It was a lot of fun! Please enjoy <3 On Ao3 here

Technically, Geralt does not work with humans. As in, he’s not there to provide care to humans.

Most of his coworkers are human, yes, but that is not the point. He did not start working here to serve people stale sandwiches and sparkling water.

Geralt knows every inch of the aquarium, knows every work position available.

He knows how to do everything, despite actually being there for the more excotic species of aquatic animals, usually with many teeth. Pros and Cons of working with the family, he supposes.

The years he has spent out in the field and all the late nights he worked with his doctor's thesis, all the scars from times he spent crawling through knee deep water that stank of sulfur and decay, only to find his arm swallowed to the elbow by something very small with big hubris-- all of that is put to perfect use as he wraps yet another dry, overpriced sandwich, or scoops yet another ice cream.

The reason he actually stays, despite the screaming children and the sweating parents and the bored teenagers and the entitled grandparents and the weird work tasks he gets assigned, is the way a young girl's face lights up when Geralt holds up a frog, big enough for him to have to use both hands.

Or the way the sullen teen beams when one of their rare giant butterflies lands on their hands. Or when he can hold an audience captive while showing them something new and exciting and incredibly nerdy about his sharks.

Geralt loves his sharks.

Due to every summer reason ever, Geralt has sadly been called away from his animal related daytime tasks to cover shifts where their usual summer employees are out sick. Which seems to be most of this month.

Where he stands right now, in the very small and very understaffed little kiosk, he has an excellent view of the shark tank, at least. As the aquarium has grown in popularity, so has their shark tank, his pride and joy.

Coën had explained to him excitedly that their new tank would have a much bigger viewing area, and seating area, almost like a little theater. To allow for future opportunities, he had said, and Geralt thought of the way he would be allowed to show off his beauties through the window and almost got excited himself.

It is unusually crowded today, and a lot of people are gathering around the viewing area and are chattering.

It's so loud, their voices bouncing around the room and amplifying, and it's hard to hear the woman in front of him inexplicably order their largest latte and a lactose free cheese sandwich.

Luckily, Milva is coming in soon to cover the rest of the shift, so Geralt can finally get back behind the tanks, out of sight of all the people.

But before he can, the clock strikes one, music blares through the speakers the speakers, and one of the employees he knows from birthday parties steps out with a microphone. It makes Geralt frown, because this is new.

Usually, the show around the big tank would involve a kid friendly lesson about the fish and aquatic animals in their tank, sometimes accompanied by a sweaty Lambert in a mascot suit.

This time, however, there is dreamy music, the lights are lowered even more, and the employee is talking about the magical beings living in the deep, out of sight of human eyes.

See, Geralt is a man of science.

He knows there are mythical and magical things in the depths, having been up close and personal with a few. But this sounds like they are setting up for some kind of misinformed children’s movie.

Which is why Geralt's jaw is somewhere around floor level, when an actual mermaid- wait no, merman, swims up to the glass, waving at the children.

Milva has to elbow him out of the way so she can serve the next customer, while Geralt stares at the Merman flitting around in his beloved shark tank.

The sharks stay clear, because even if the merman's tail is beautiful, it is still striped much like a dragon fish, warning all of them not only with his size, but also with his pattern and coloring, that he is dangerous.

Yet his smile is wide, his claws retracted to tap a smooth fingertip at the glass and wave at the crowd with a webbed hand.

His hair is chestnut brown, matching the pattern riding up along his back, with specks of gold dancing on his skin and in his blue, very blue eyes.

Geralt somehow finds himself by the rail to the seating area, and the merman's eyes lock with his.

As they do, they widen a fraction, and the smile turns into a smirk. The merman winks, and turns, swimming in a pirouetting circle as the employee narrates his movements.

As he swims, the light dances over muscle and bone and scale, the crowd around him making ‘Oooh’ and ‘Aaah’ noises. He is beautiful.

The merman keeps showing off, his many long fins twirling around him like ribbons in the calm water. It is mesmerizing, and as the show is coming to a close, Geralt hurries to the back area and towards the tank.

He gets intercepted by Lambert, of course, who steps in front of him with a shit eating grin spread wide across his smug face.

"Like the new show, did you, pretty boy?" Lambert says, sly eyes watching him.

"I didn't realize we had a new show." Geralt grumbles. "I need to-"

"-Go and ask our new pretty fish boy intrusive questions, yes I know. Just remember he is not a science project."

With a pat on Geralt's shoulder, Lambert walks past him and intothe guest area.

"Oh, and ask him for his number. Literally everybody in the room saw that wink," he throws over his shoulder as he goes.

Geralt feels his ears burn as he moves forward again, because yeah, that wink felt very... yeah. Words fail him, which is a bit unfortunate, seeing as he is just arriving at the stairs to the tank.

Climbing them, he tries to remember what he planned to do in the first place, other than, as Lambert called it, 'ask intrusive questions'.

As he reaches the top of the stairs, the merman is just climbing out of the tank, assisted by Eskel. Once again, Geralt feels his jaw drop, noticing that his tail is now legs.

Long legs. Bare legs, that goes up, up, and lucky for all of them, the rest of the view is quickly hidden by a towel wrapped around a slim waist.

"Figures," he hears Eskel snort, "Jaskier, this is Geralt, our aquatic expert."

They are on separate ends of the room, the tank between them, but the world narrows down to just the two of them.

There is, and always has been, a specific mood to the rooms that houses the the big tanks.

The way the water reflects light, sending it dancing on the walls and ceiling, how it softens shadows, how it can be dark but bright at the same time; Geralt has always did found it a little romantic.

Which isn't something he would ever confess to unless he was swimming in alcohol, or so sleep deprived he didn’tt even know his own name, but it is there, simmering in the back of his mind.

Especially now as he is standing there in the soft, romantic light with a man, who was just a merman, looking back at him as if he has discovered the world anew. He can even pretend that the humming of pumps and gurgling of water filters and dripping of pipes are an orchestra, a symphony to accompany a first meeting.

Alright, that is overdoing it, but still.

Behind Jaskier, Eskel is rolling his eyes so hard his body moves with it.

"Every. Frickin. Time. Jaskier, good job, don't forget to wash off before you get dressed. Let's talk after... after. Later. I do not want to be here right now."

Eskel leaves, patting Jaskier's shoulder, who only nods and waves absently, eyes still fixed at Geralt.

When Eskel is gone, disappearing through another door leading to more, smaller tanks and the food prep area, Geralt finally finds he can move.

It is oddly silent, except for the metallic sound of his shoes hitting the maze of walkways hanging above the tank. He stops, even before he has turned the corner to the final stretch.

"Hi," he manages after a few seconds too long.

The corner of Jaskier's mouth tugs up into a smile, and he reaches for another towel hanging on a hook on the wall.

"Hi," he echoes, his voice just a little raspy. Jaskier wraps the towel around his shoulders, using a corner to dry his hair. "So, you are the Geralt that I have heard so much about."

Geralt blinks. He did not expect people to have mentioned him, but then again, they might actually have warned Jaskier of him.

"Ah. Sorry. I can be uh... less than tactful when something grabs my interest."

Jaskier tilts his head even more and takes a step closer to him.

"So did I? Grab your interest, I mean."

Shit. Fuck. Shit fuck shit.

"I have never met a merman before." Geralt says stiffly, ears burning something fierce, and Jaskier looks amused.

Jaskier steps closer; his feet probably hurt from walking barefoot on the metal grating of the walkway but he doesn't stop until he is close enough to Geralt to stretch out his hand.

"Well then. My name is Jaskier, as you might have gathered. Nice to meet you! Though, I am not full mer, actually."

Interesting.

Geralt shakes his hand, noticing the tips of Jaskier’s fingers are a little rough against the back of his hand.

"Is that why you have... uh..."

"Legs?" Jaskier supplies helpfully. Geralt is still shaking his hand. "In part, yes. Some Mer have a splash of elven blood, granting them the ability to choose."

Geralt should stop shaking his hand. He really should. Their eyes are still locked, and Jaskier is still giving him that amused smile.

"You can stop shaking my hand now," he reminds Geralt, but doesn’t pull his hand back.

"Right. Yes. Right. Sorry." Geralt manages to let go, and is infinitely happy Eskel has left the room, though no doubt Lambert will look at the security footage for later. Shit.

As soon as Geralt manages to break the stare into the man’s eyes, he notices the next problem. Jaskier is pretty much naked, barely covered by the towels, revealing skin, chest hair, and the hint of a tattoo along his ribs and on one thigh.

He wants to ask about that, if it transfers to his fins or not. But as he stares, he also realizes Jaskier is shivering slightly. He's an idiot.

"I uh. Should leave you to get dressed. There is a shower in the changing rooms. Uhm. Can I get you a coffee or something? Later?"

Jaskier smiles that amused smile of his while Geralt is kicking himself internally. Words never were his thing, no, but this is ridiculous.

"As in bring me a coffee, or drink a coffee together with me?"

"Whichever you are comfortable with. Sorry, I am not making a good impression here."

"You are very cute, if that helps." Jaskier says, and Geralt blinks, stunned.

When he fails to reply, Jaskier pulls his towel tighter around himself, and nods.

"Right. So, I'll go shower, and we’ll pretend I never said that. And I'll see you later. For coffee."

Jaskier’s ears are slightly red, and Geralt wants to pretend it’s from their conversation, not from being cold.

Geralt nods, and flees before he can put his foot in his mouth any further, and only after he is half way down the stairs does he realize that he forgot to ask if Eskel showed Jaskier where the changing rooms are.

Too late now, he absolutely won’t go back and risk walking in on a very naked Jaskier. Nope.

When Geralt steps into the public area again, the crowds are slowly thinning out, now that the show is over.

Parents are herding kids towards bathrooms and other viewing areas, and Geralt decides that he needs to find something just a little better than the staff room coffee machine.

It feels a little cheap to go with the aquarium café, and he realizes he doesn't even know how Jaskier likes his coffee. Geralt himself has a sweet tooth, and very few ever believe that at first sight.

He decides to stand and awkwardly waits until Jaskier comes back out.

He manages to work himself up as he waits, overthinking until he’s standing there frowning and glaring at the wall when Jaskier emerges at last.

Quirking an eyebrow, Jaskier hoists his dufflebag a bit higher on his shoulder.

"You good?"

"Hmm. What kind of coffee do you like?" Geralt asks, before he can say something dumb.

"Black as tar, so anything is good." Jaskier smiles. See? You never know what to expect, even with sunshine incarnated.

Geralt nods, and leads the way to the little kiosk where he was working just a few, life-changing minutes before. .

Milva smiles gleefully at Geralt when it's their turn, and hands them a coffee black as tar, and for Geralt, coffee with milk and three sugar cubes.

Instead of sitting down, they put away Jaskier's bag and wander around the aquarium. It turns out he never had the chance to look around before diving in for his first show.

Geralt tries to not ask all the intrusive questions bubbling up in his head, his scientific curiosity temporarily pushed down by the way Jaskier coos at tiny crabs and little fishes in weird shapes and colors.

At last, Jaskier informs him that he can't stay any longer, that he has band practice after his show, and should have gone already.

"But I'll see you again, Geralt," Jaskier promises with a smile. "Next week. Unless you want to grab a bite sometime?"

Jaskier's ears are red again, and Geralt can feel his own face getting warm.

"I'd like that," he mumble, and Jaskier beams. They exchange numbers, just in case Geralt had anything else to ask.

Not one minute after Jaskier leaves, waving over his shoulder, Lambert is on him.

"Getting some tail, are you, pretty boy?" Lambert grins, and Geralt elbows him away.

"If you say anything ever again, I'll show Aiden all your drunk texts," he threatens, which he knows will only work for a few days.

Geralt risks sending a text that same night, and Jaskier replies only a few minutes after.

They have a lunch scheduled in a few days, and Geralt doesn't dare call it a date, not yet, no matter what Eskel says.

When Geralt goes to sleep later that night, he dreams of blue eyes, of chestnut brown and gold specks glimmering in the underwater light.

#geraskier #the witcher #geralt x jaskier #mermay 2023 #marine biologist geralt #part mer jaskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier the bard #meet cute #fluff #geralt gets a surprise #dapanda writes

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kirislovelygf · 2 years ago

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know who you are, part 1 (kiri x fem! metkayina reader)

contents: fighting, blood, confessions, kiri helping patch up reader after fight, confessions, kissing, fluff, happy gfs

wrd count: 2.9k

a/n: THANK YOU SOOO MUCH for all the love shown on my other stories, i absolutely adore seeing how much you guys enjoy them. hugs and kisses for everyone 🫶🏽

part two here !!

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y/n and her brother, ao’nung, were hanging out with his best friend, rotxo, when the sully family arrived out of the blue.

she walked behind her brother and spotted the dark blue skinned na’vi. she tried to look at them closer out of curiosity once they were on the beach with them but ao’nung slapped the back of head to stop her.

“ow!”

“don’t go near them.” he scolded. she mocked him and went to stand by his side.

she she looked toward them again, she spotted a pretty girl her age, studying the village persons while tugging a fishnet around her.

y/n smiled softly before kiri turned to spot her. her expression softened but she quickly looked away when a tsurak flew over the family.

they ducked in fear and looked over to see it was y/n’s father, chief tonowari.

he landed in the water and cautiously made his way toward the family while still walking with pride.

they talked for a while, ronal insulted the family, ao’nung made fun of them, but y/n was too distracted to pay attention.

she didn’t even pay attention when her mother started to insult the children, calling them demons and showing off their disfigurements.

well, she didn’t until she caught a glimpse of kiri’s face.

they calmed down and tonowari managed to convince ronal to let them stay.

and he later assigned his children to teaching the newcomers children how to swim and live in the water.

“this is ao’nung, tsireya, and my youngest, y/n.” he said proudly.

“thank you. thank you- uh, this is my son neteyam, kiri, our daughter..” jake sully pointed to kiri.

y/n smiled at her and kiri shyly returned it.

“my son lo’ak, and our youngest daughter tuk.” he patted tuk’s head gently and she smiled brightly.

tsireya offered to help take their things to their new home and y/n was about to go with her.

tonowari held her back for a moment though, with a stern look.

“i will only tell you this once. be nice and do not cause trouble.”

she sighed with irritation.

“i mean it.”

“you always assume the worst of me, father-“

“y/n.”

“okay! okay, fine. i promise.” she shrugged. he nods and sends her off to help the family.

the second y/n turned around, she rolled her eyes with the most annoyed face any teenager could make.

she made her way to kiri’s ikran, watching the creature with caution.

“hi.. uh, i’m y/n.” she said to kiri.

“i know. nice to meet you.” kiri nodded.

“here, i can help.” y/n took a heavy bag filled with kiri’s extra clothes and accessories from her hand.

kiri smiled softly. “thank you.”

“follow us. we’ll take you to your new home.” she nodded.

they walk across the woven bounds walkways to an empty marui. kiri hesitated while entering the marui, seeing how different it was to her old home.

“do you not like it?” y/n asked kiri.

“it’s okay. just very different:” kiri shrugged,

“you will get used to it soon. uh, where should i put this?” she asked kiri.

kiri shrugs and looks around the little corners in the marui. they settled on one and they put kiri’s stuff down.

“i should go. we’ll be in the reef later for your lessons. i’ll see you there, right?” y/n asked, trying to hide her excitement.

“yeah. sure.” kiri shrugs, not looking up.

y/n frowned a bit. she didn’t want kiri to be disappointed with her new home.

“i know you probably miss your old home but you’re going to love it here in the reef.” she said to her quietly.

kiri looks up at her. “i hope so.”

y/n smiled and left the marui after briefly greeting kiri’s parents. she followed her sister to the beach near the coral reefs.

her and her siblings and rotxo waited around on the beach for the children to arrive.

“i can’t believe we got stuck with the forest freaks.” ao’nung grumbled.

“shut up!” y/n snapped while sitting atop a boulder.

he glared at his sister. “how would you like if you moved to a whole new place and the kids there made fun of you?” she grumbled.

“well, it’s not me, so who cares.” ao’nung muttered.

“hey, she’s right.” tsireya scolded.

“whatever. this whole thing sucks.” he muttered to rotxo.

he laughed quietly when the silly kids arrived.

“hi!” tsireya greeted.

they all waved and mutter quiet greeting while tuk was so eager to say hi to them.

they told the kids about the reef and the animals that lived within it and the metkayina friends didn’t think twice about diving into the water.

the group swam into the open waters with animals and coral making their home shine with color and beauty.

as they swam deeper and deeper, closer to the ocean floor, they noticed the omaticaya kids kept floating near the surface.

y/n looked over at her friend, rotxo.

“what’s wrong with them?” he signed.

y/n simply shrugged and looked back up at them.

tsireya signed to them, “come swim with us.”

they held out theirs hands with confused faces and y/n couldn’t help but laugh.

as she stared up at them, she noticed that kiri wasn’t with the two older boys and her little sister.

the friends swam up to the surface to talk to them.

“what’s wrong? are you tired?” y/n asked them.

“you’re too fast. wait for us!” tuk whined, wiping her face and breathing heavily.

“aw!” y/n muttered.

ao’nung and rotxo caught up with his sisters.

“you are not good divers.” ao’nung said.

“maybe good at swimming through trees, but..”

tsireya slapped the back of his head before he could continue.

“you’re just not used to it. we’ll teach you how to swim like us.” y/n said to them.

“alright but what’s this.. finger talk? we don’t know what you’re saying.” neteyam asked, waving his fingers.

“sign language. we can teach you that too.” tsireya said to him.

“wait, guys, where’s kiri?” rotxo asked the group.

her brother started to look around them.

“kiri?”

“where’s kiri?”

y/n looked around the surface and kiri wasn’t anywhere there. she dived into the water and swam to the coral reefs near the village.

she found kiri swimming with an ilu and smiling while petting it.

y/n smiled at how pretty she looked and swam closer to her.

once she approached her, she waved her hand to grab her attention. she waved her hand, gesturing to kiri for her to follow her and the two girls swam back up to the surface.

“i found her. she’s okay.” y/n breathed out once they were with the rest of the group.

the kids ended up spending the days together, teaching them to hold their breath, teaching them sign language, and about the animals and how to ride them.

y/n’s crush on kiri grew larger by the day, and so did kiri’s.

one day, kiri wanted to be on her own. not in a lonely, depressing, no-one-likes-me way.

in a cute aesthetic alone girly way. she laid in the shallow waters by the beach, facing down and watching the crabs hide under the sand.

when ao’nung and some of his friends were wandering around the beach, they found kiri in her position.

kiri was entranced by the animals until the bullies came to ruin it. she heard them say something and lifted her head up to see who was saying things.

“hm? did you say something?” she asked kindly, standing up to look at them properly.

ao’nung’s smirk grew. “are you some kind of.. freak?” he asked.

his other friend continued teasing. “he asked if you were a freak.”

the others laughed under their breaths.

kiri scoffs. “no..”

she tried walking past them but they surrounded her.

“are you sure? i mean, you’re not even real na’vi.” ao’nung chuckled.

“just look at your hands.” he pointed to kiri’s hand.

kiri tried ignoring them but they wouldn’t get out of her way.

ao’nung then got a hold of her hand. “i mean, look at them!” he laughed tauntingly.

kiri glared at the boy and snatched her hand back. they started making fun of her other attributes before her brother come up to the beach to tell them to back up.

y/n had just finished hunting and was making her way down the beach, from the far side of the village.

then she saw her brother and his friends pulling lo’ak’s tail and pushing him around, calling the siblings names. she grew incredibly furious.

she dropped her things on the sand and rushed over.

she pushed her brother off of lo’ak.

“what’s wrong with you?” she scolded.

“y/n, go home. we’re just having some fun.” he said, rolling his eyes.

“it doesn’t look like they’re having fun.” she responded.

she turned to look at kiri. “are you okay? are you?” she asked lo’ak.

lo’ak scoffs and steps away from the friends to stand by kiri.

“we’re fine.” kiri said.

“listen to your big brother, little girl.” one of ao’nung’s friends said. he shoved her shoulder and she glared at him.

“don’t touch me.” she hissed

“what are you going to do? cry?” he teased, pushing her once more.

“you’re friends with these freaks now?” another asked y/n.

ao’nung stepped in. “alright that’s enough.” he shoved them away from his sister.

he looks down at her. “just go home. you’ll probably make things worse for us anyways.”

she rolls her eyes. she looks at the siblings who were now joined by neteyam, who was out swimming and heard all the yelling before coming to see them.

“come on. let’s get you home.” y/n sighed out,

they started to walk off the beach with y/n behind them and the friends started taunting the siblings as they walked away.

y/n heard all the hurtful things coming out of ao’nung’s mouth and was disappointed. she had looked up to him her whole life and then she finds out that this is the kind of boy he wants to be.

“she’s a freak just like that one.”

y/n sighs and turned around. the one who most annoyed her was the friend that looked like rotxo. but was uglier.

“what’d you say?” she slowly made her way to the boy.

“i said you’re. a. fre-“

before he could finish, y/n threw her fist into the boy’s jaw, making him stumble backward, and then another time. this time and uppercut to the chin, making him fall over.

she shook her hand a bit, feeling her knuckles pulse from hitting him so hard. she looked down and her knuckles were bright red.

“y/n!” a stern voice called out. y/n paused in fear and glanced over to see her father charging over to the group.

they all tried shuffling to get out of tonowari’s way before he looked at the scene in front of him.

the boy’s nose was bleeding and was being held by his friend and the siblings were watching in fear, amusement, and admiration.

in that order. neteyam was scared for y/n, lo’ak thought she was the coolest person ever, and kiri didn’t know whether she wanted to be her or be with her.

“we’re going home.” he said quietly. he stepped aside and y/n started walking down the beach while holding her fist in her other hand.

as y/n walked past kiri, she smiled softly at her before continuing.

once the father and daughter were in their marui, he didn’t waste any time in scolding her.

“what did i tell you? hm?” he asked.

she sighed. “do not cause trouble.”

“but you go ahead and cause trouble anyway.” he grumbled.

she kept her eyes down at her feet, still holding her fist in her other hand.

“you are constantly disobeying my orders. what am i going to do with you?” he sighed angrily.

“father, ao’nung and his friends were making fun of kiri and her family. i was defending them. i didn’t-”

“that doesn’t mean you can hit people. ” he said angrily.

she sighed and looks down.

“you will be punished. no riding your ilu for a month, do you understand?”he said, pointing his finger at her.

y/n looks down at her fist before up at her father again.

“yes, sir.”

tonowari nods leaves the marui for her to be on her own and y/n tries her best to scream quietly.

she didn’t want to be alone at home, so she left and went back to the beach to patch up her fist.

she was struggling the wrap the bandages around her hand and kept cleaning up blood so it would spill everywhere.

“need some help?” someone asked. y/n looks up and sees kiri’s head peeking out through large plants growing out of the sand.

“oh.. kiri, hi.” y/n smiled.

kiri walks over and sits with her legs crossed in front of y/n.

she helped clean the wound before slowly wrapping it.

“you punched that boy.. because of you? right?” kiri started.

“what?”

“you punched him because he called you a freak.” kiri repeated.

“no, i punched him because he called you a freak.” y/n said.

“you didn’t have to do that, you know.” kiri sighs.

“why?” y/n muttered.

“he’s right. i am a freak. you shouldn’t punch people because they’re right.” she said softly.

“kiri, he was not right. you are not a freak because you’re different.” y/n said.

kiri stays looking down at her hand.

“but i’m still different.”

“so? it’s good to be different. do you know how boring it would be if we were all the same?” y/n said, laughing slightly.

kiri laughs along too. she finished up with the bandages and turns y/n’s hand over so her palm is facing up.

“i think your hands are cool.” y/n said.

kiri looks at her with an amusing look. “what? really?”

y/n nods. kiri smiled and looked back down at their hands.

“and i also think it’s cute how you have small fangs.” y/n chuckled.

“that’s a weird compliment.” kiri said looking up.

“i mean what i say.” y/n shrugged.

kiri laughs slightly. “no one’s really said that to me before. my brothers usually make fun of my fangs.”

“why? you’re so cute.” y/n smiled.

kiri’s heart was pounding outside her chest. she never thought of herself as cute until y/n said something.

“you know you don’t have to say.. these things right? i know i’m weird,-“

“kiri, you are not weird. and you are not a freak.” y/n grumbled.

kiri’s eyes widened at her sudden change of tone, making y/n laugh softly.

“i know you think that because you’re born from a human that you’re weird and different and a freak but honestly?.. you’re really cool!”

“huh? how am i cool?” she laughed.

“well, first this hair. it’s so silky and thin.” her hand rose to kiri’s short hair and she fluffed it up and down.

“you don’t have to sit for hours having your hair braided, do you?” she asked kiri, taking her hand back.

“i guess not, but-“

“and your hands! come on, compared to yours, mine are more weird. look.” she put her hand up to kiri’s and they put their palms against each others.

kiri’s hand was slightly bigger with her pinky finger sticking out.

“and what are these? you have hair on your face.” y/n put her fingers up to kiri’s eyesbrows and she traced them with her thumbs on each hand.

“uh- okay, y/n-“ kiri sputtered, pulling her head back slightly.

“so cool! you’re like a super na’vi.” y/n muttered in admiration.

kiri laughs and takes her wrist, taking her hand away from her face. her grip softened and she held y/n’s hand in hers.

“you’re my friend now.” y/n said.

“and it’s important that my friends are comfortable with themselves. and know how to care for themselves.” she continued.

it seemed almost impossible for kiri to look y/n in the eye. she felt that if she would, she’d kiss her and wouldn’t be able to stop.

“it’s important you know who you are. you are not a freak. not a weirdo.” y/n said. every word that poured out of her mouth was true.

kiri breathed out and finally replied. “i’ve been told things like that my entire life.. but i don’t think i have believed it until you said it.” she said, sounding almost surprised.

“why is that, kiri?” y/n asked. she was genuinely curious as to why kiri was just now believing this.

y/n’s face was now just an inch away from kiri’s. she wanted to kiss her but wasn’t sure if she actually should.

neither of them were sure. but they knew they very much wanted to.

kiri’s head mixed with how she should answer y/n and whether she should just kiss her.

they still held each other’s hands and y/n was beginning to lean into her.

“i think it’s because.. i like you. more than i’ve ever liked anyone.” kiri said softly. she grew lost in y/n’s bright blue eyes that shined like aquamarine.

y/n’s heart picked up the pace, hearing kiri’s words. she smiled softly before leaning in closer and kissing kiri.

all their problems disappeared in an instance. kiri’s hand went up to y:n’s head where she held it.

they pull away for a moment to look at each other before smiling into another kiss.

y/n’s bandaged hand went to the back of kiri’s neck as she kissed her, feeling ecstatic now that she knew kiri felt the same way.

after years of believing it was bad for kiri to be different, it wasn’t until she met her that she realized that being a freak is not who she truly is.

and it’s time she stopped believing it.

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#writing blog #kiri x y/n #atwow fluff #atwow kiri #atwow x reader #avatar the way of water #kiri sully #kiri sully x reader #kiri x reader #writers #avatar #kiri avatar #lgbtqplus #kiri imagine #kiri x you

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cosmiccannibalcamille · 8 months ago

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YOUR Retrograde Saturn in Pisces HOROSCOPE

What: Saturn Retrograde in Pisces

When: June 29 - Nov. 15, 2024

Who’s Impacted: EVERYONE, but especially mutable signs (Gemini, Virgo, Sagittarius, Pisces) near 12° and 19°.

Takeaway: A necessary (and welcomed) slow down that paves the way for reflection and a reassessment of your current goals, boundaries, and limits.

🪐 Understand how this five-month retrograde period affects YOUR life, goals, and dream ambitions with a 2024 Birth Chart Reading. Gain invaluable insights and learn how to use this retrograde period to YOUR advantage.

What are YOU being called to recommit to? Retrograde Saturn in Pisces might have the answer. That’s right: Saturn, the abhorred planet of all things adulting, including hard work, striving, sacrifice and commitments, is beginning a backwards pedal through Pisces. If you read your original horoscope for Saturn in Pisces, then you might be familiar with the major plot of this transit. If not, let me refresh your memory:

Saturn Meaning in Astrology

Saturn is astrology’s Big Daddy. The outer planet oozes paternal and authoritative parent vibes, being all about restriction, limits and responsibilities. Getting its namesake from the Roman titan (who just-so-happened to eat his children—how fun!), Saturn rules over ambition, goal-setting, time, and long-term success. The outer planet organizes, architects, designs, and plans success over the long-term. With each Saturn transit, the planet presents you with specific lessons—and it’s up to you to figure out how to learn those lessons and work within Saturn’s strict limits, whilst simultaneously strengthening your own boundaries and sense of self.

Now, unless you’re a Capricorn, all of that stuff probably sounds like hell. Why? Because lessons, limits, and boundaries take A LOT of hard work and A LOT of time. They’re also not things Pisces likes. AT ALL.

Saturn in Pisces Meaning in Astrology

Pisces is a mutable water sign that doesn’t like to be caught, let alone forced into any confine. Seriously, evading capture is an Olympic sport in which every Pisces is a gold medalist. This is because Pisces is made to move, swim, and dream. So, in this mutable water sign oh-so famous for its boundary avoidance and responsibility evasion, Saturn harnesses his formidable Master Builder prowess, directing it towards the most elusive thing of all: dreams.

So, yes: Saturn in Pisces is about dreaming productive dreams and architecting them into reality. But there’s a catch: these dreams have to really mean something to you, they have to have an emotional resonance, and can’t just be idle fantasies that literally have a snowball’s chance in hell of becoming a reality. Because to Pisces, everything has meaning. But to Saturn, not everything is worth your time.

Saturn is the ultimate realist, while Pisces loves to live and dream in la-la land. As such, a fear of boundaries and loss of control, as well as professional uncertainty are the not-so-sunny sides of this transit. The silver lining is that from these uncertainties and doubts come intuitive goals and strategies, and lots of wisdom. Saturn in Pisces also makes it easier to see (as in “sense” or “imagine”) and understand the path towards completion of your dream goal. That’s where Saturn Retrograde comes in.

Saturn Retrograde in Pisces Meaning in Astrology

Saturn Retrograde is an excellent time to look at the reality of the situation, and reassess your commitments, asking yourself: Is that dream worth the effort? Is it worth the time and sacrifice? OR is it just…a dream? There’s no shame in admitting that something truly and honestly can’t be done; but there is a difference between looking at the cold, hard facts and pivoting in a new direction, and giving up simply because it all seems too hard.

That’s what you have to get real about starting June 29. Success takes time, effort, sacrifice and persistence. And YOU must determine if the thing that you are currently committed to—be it project, relationship, goal, or career ambition—is worth all of that. Is it worth the time, the effort, the sacrifices and striving? Are you still emotionally motivated by it? Does it still resonate with you and fill you with a sense of meaning?

Get the FULL SCOOP on Saturn Retrograde in Pisces (including in-depth horoscopes for YOUR Sun Rising Sign) here:

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needfantasticstories · 1 year ago

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Zelink post-BotW Fluff: Swimming Lesson

TW: none

Link loved the squelch of saltwater sand between his toes. He couldn’t believe Zelda hated it so much, but he didn’t mind carrying her into the water as she laughed and yelled at him to put her down, to the delight of her students.

Every day he learned more about the princess. Like him, she wasn’t the same person who began a century long pause on life. Yet while he rested and healed in safety, she battled to hold back the full might of Gannon to save what remained of their beloved land.

And he’d never let her forget her strength. He had faith in her.

Link saw her smile and ignored her halfhearted protests. He ran into the cool wave, turning her back towards the spray so it would not splash her eyes.

She gasped and laughed along with the gang of children running beside them, giggling and diving into the waves.

They shouted instructions to her, deftly swapping roles of teacher and student, “Pinch your nose, or breathe out! In one, two, three!” they instructed her.

She held her nose tightly in one hand and held Link’s shoulder in the other.

Link plunged down into the wave. Beyond the thin, swirling veil of white foam shone sunlight spears piercing a world of sapphire blue.

They came up, and she gasped for air. She struggled to catch her breath as Link moved her to his back. He walked just beyond the shallow waves near the shore, then followed the shoreline in the calm, gently pulsing water.

Zelda laughed as she memorized the shape and color of each coral from above, whispering their Sheikah names to herself, connecting them to her texts, Link guessed.

The water-sure children paddled and dove nearby, and led the pair further into the calm bay.

Zelda nervously wiped dripping water from her eyes.

“You’ll get used to it!” one child shouted, “Now you’ve gotta learn how to kick your legs!”

She froze, but Link pulled her down carefully.

“This will be easy. Probably easier than your riding lessons,” he assured her quietly.

“But I broke my ankle…” she said, turning white.

“Oh," He cursed his memory loss again, "Well, easier than shield surfing then…”

“You used three fairies the first day!” She glared playfully at him.

“But you didn’t. It’ll be fine. I promise.”

That seemed to satisfy her.

The children watched as their teacher, Miss Zelda, floated nervously on her stomach, arms forward and legs straining to stay flat, supported by Link’s left arm, and gripping his right arm for dear life.

“I'm not sure I should have agreed to this,” she laughed, but her smile showed both fear and excitement.

“He’s got you! It’s okay, Miss Princess!” Kinov called as he blocked splashes from his little brother, Zuta.

Zelda smiled at Link. He smiled back at her and offered a quick, encouraging nod.

She kicked her legs, as hard as she could, as the students cheered.

It had been her deal to them: if they’d spend a week learning to read Zora script, she’d let them teach her to swim. It meant a great deal more when they realized how much she did not enjoy sand.

The children laughed and cheered at her kicks as she grew more confident in the peaceful water.

“Now swim!” they shouted, and splashed her.

“Stop! The fish!” A girl shouted.

Zelda slowed her kicks. She was getting the hang of the water’s buoyancy, its resistance to her movement and the flowing echoes of her motion, its wide, gentle breaths in and out.

The kids watched the water quietly as they tread or stood in the rocking mass. Slowly, they watched schools of fish return.

“They’re back,” one said with a grin.

“Yay! Fishies!” A young girl whispered.

“Are you ready?” Link asked.

Zelda wiped her eyes, smiled nervously, and gasped, “Just let me catch my breath for a moment. This water is just so… so endless…so bright…” the children did not wait for her, and dove while she scanned the silver horizon, lost in a contemplative trance.

He hoisted her onto his shoulders to see the horizon better. It was all still new to her, this endless sea.

Link recalled his first time seeing it. He didn’t understand who he was back then, or where he’d come from, except what the old man and old woman told him, before he really understood his history with King Rhoam and Chief Impa.

He was just trying to stay alive long enough to recover his scattered memories, standing near the cliffs above the village. He had finished a battle for his life against a gang of blue bokoblins with a rusty soldier’s sword, a long stick, and a few carefully timed bombs as he battled high on a cliff near a shrine.

He recalled struggling to catch his breath after the battle, still shaking from adrenaline, ears ringing. A rare fury had surged in him: the world he’d so abruptly awoken to harbored so much evil, and all because of his failure; one he couldn't even remember.

Then, he’d turned around. Beyond the cliffs near his feet, Link saw the impossible: another world, shimmering like a mirror and made entirely of water. Only a few tiny islands, like small bowls floating precariously, darkened the giant mirror’s surface. The world’s end, he’d thought.

Ocean, came the taste, the smell of a memory.

He’d glided down to look closer at the mirror's cracking edge, white waves, and soon discovered a village with kind people; it was a place of healing, peace, and rest. He slept to the heartbeat of the sea.

For the first time since he awoke, he knew he could find good in the world beyond the Calamity.

He often returned between adventures, especially whenever he discovered a new memory. Here, he’d prayed final goodbyes to sweet Mipha, fatherly Daruk, wise Urbosa, and even the proud, lonely Revali before they faced Gannon together.

“Wow, you’re strong, mister!” one boy said as he looked up at Zelda, the taller princess easily supported on his shoulders. The child dispelled Link’s reflections as they splashed.

“Come see the fish!” The children begged, bored with the pair’s long gaze at the midday horizon.

Link walked closer to them as Zelda slowly returned to the present. He wondered what she thought. Did it change her too?

The children led them a little deeper into the water. Link guided Zelda to his arms and helped her float, as before, so she could look down into the water. He stepped carefully around the coral as swells brushed up to his shoulders. He felt a little unprepared without his Zora armor. I should get used to not relying on specialized equipment so much, he thought.

“Come see!” The children said, and they dove below.

“I’m ready,” Zelda confirmed before he asked.

“Open your eyes,” he said, winking just before he dropped under the surface with her.

Schools of fish swam over the giant purple and pink gardens of coral. Kelp forests swayed in the mouth of the bay, giant fish swimming in and out. Tiny red fish darted all around them.

Zelda made a sound of surprise, bubbles billowing, and he rushed her back to the surface.

“Are you alright?”

“Oh my goodness! Yes, I’m fine. Just so surprised! I didn’t see most of them from up here! I recognize the eels from my texts! Do they get very big?” She asked, looking a little nervous.

“Let’s find out,” he answered and rose up in warning before diving again.

Tiny, ribbon-like eels of turquoise swam nearby. A yellow fish swam by, and Zelda reached a hand out to it. It puffed up like an octo balloon, and wiggled awkwardly away.

The feel of Zelda’s soft hand gently returning to his shoulder made him feel strange: a mixture of peaceful and tense. It was oddly similar to the feeling before a fight, that queasiness, yet his body felt slower, seeking to match her gentleness. He shook it off and intentionally tensed up as he spied a new fish. He mustn’t ever be off his guard.

A child swam over and pointed toward shore.

“Princess, I have a message for you!” Called a male voice as they surfaced.

Link carried Zelda to shore. She wiggled down and, though she winced ever so slightly as her feet touched the warm sand, she still walked with the grace of a queen, in spite of her soaked clothes.

“Who sent it?” Zelda asked, taking the scroll from the Hylian traveler.

“It’s from Lady Riju. She has a request you visit at sunrise tomorrow,” the messenger read, and showed the note to Zelda.

“Very well. Can you confirm to her that we’ll be there?” Zelda said, taking the blanket Link offered and wrapping it on him with a grin. He grinned back and got another one from the children, who had followed them ashore. As the messenger left, they took Zelda’s blanket back, yelled, and chased her with it yelling “Like-like! Zelda’s a shield!”

She ran, and for once, Link did not rush to defend her.

“Caught you!” a little boy squealed behind him and caught Link’s leg. Link recognized him as Zuta, Kinov’s little brother. The poor boy always seemed one step, one instruction behind. He must have misunderstood the others, Link realized.

Link laughed, and tousled his hair, “You did! Clever! Now, let’s catch the teacher!” he said, and picked up the pace to chase the others, Zuta still holding his leg.

TBD (1578 words) by SkipBreaker Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Link/Zelda (Legend of Zelda), Impa & Zelda (Legend of Zelda) Characters: Link (Legend of Zelda), Zelda (Legend of Zelda), Impa (Legend of Zelda) Summary: Who is Zelda, without a Kingdom or Calamity? Who is Link without the Champions and a clear mission?

#link #botw link #botw zelda #zelink botw #zelink #lu wild #eventually #lurelin village #I'm not good at romance but I'm trying to figure it out #does this even count as romance? I hope so.#lu flora

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bellatrixobsessed1 · 2 years ago

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The Girl In The Net (Part 2)

Since it has been a while here’s the full fic.

Azula blinks at the child in front of her. Okay so she had lied, it isn’t that she doesn’t like children. It is that children like her. A bit too much at that. They have taken quite a shine to her since she has acquired her tail and it makes her uncomfortable.

Children like to touch things.

They like to rub her scales and poke at her pointy teeth and her finned ears.

This Tom-Tom seems to be no different. One of his little hands is already reaching out, but Mai catches his wrist before he can touch her. “We talked about this, Tom-Tom. You have to ask permission before touching or grabbing.”

The boy grumbles something that could be, “yeah, whatever.” He folds his arms across his chest and with a sigh he asks. “Can I touch your ears.”

“No!” Azula too folds her arms across her chest.

“See, Mai! This is why I don’t like asking. People always say no.” He puffs up his cheeks.

“Yeah, and you just have to deal with that.” Mai shrugs. “Sorry about my brother. He’s a little monster.”

“My mother said that about me once.” Azula mentions.

“Great, then you and Tom-Tom should get along just fine.”

Azula picks a clump of seaweed out of her hair and shakes it off of her hand. “ So does that mean that you will come back tomorrow?”

Mai shrugs. “If I have time.”

“Well, I will be here tomorrow.” Azula says. “And if you want to know how I got here then you’re going to have to come back.”

“Could be interesting to be friends with a mermaid.” Mai muses.

“Well I’ll also be back!” Tom-Tom declares.

“Mother is taking you to get your portrait painted tomorrow.” Mai shrugs. “So don’t get your hopes up.”

Tom-Tom grunts and kicks at the sand. “Well I don’t want to get a dumb portrait painted anyhow.”

“We all have to do it.” Mai sighs. “I had my updated portrait done last week.”

A pang of jealousy flares up. She should have been getting her own royal portrait updated. Instead she is here, confined to the water and beaches. They could, she supposes, come here and paint her. But she can’t imagine that father would want to hang up a picture of a fish in the palace hallway.

Even if that fish is at least half human.

Even if that fish is his daughter.

Was is daughter.

“I would love to get my portrait painted.” She says aloud.

“Oh! Well you can go instead of me then!” Tom-Tom declares. “And I can go for a swim!” As if that clears up every problem in the land and in the sea.

“I don’t think that, that will work as well as you think it will.” Azula sighs. “Come back here tomorrow, Mai.”

“I really can’t make any promises. My parents want to go back to Omashu…”

Azula’s stomach sinks. Omashu! That’s high up in the mountains and nowhere near the ocean. At least if she is recalling her geography lessons correctly. “Omashu.” She mumbles. “I’d like to go there some day.” She’d like to go to many places. The cities that have no coasts and lakes near them.

“Yeah, it’s not a very exciting place.” Mai sighs. “There are no mermaids in Omashu. Just a whole lot of rocks and these mailchutes. But I’m not allowed to climb on those.”

“I can’t climb on anything.” Azula grumbles.

“And I can’t swim.” Mai confesses. “We all have stuff that we can’t do.”

“If you come back, I can teach you to swim!” Azula tries.

Mai cracks a smile. “We’ll see.” She pauses. “It’s getting late so, I’ll see you later.”

Azula sure hopes so.

But she isn’t holding her breath on it.

Quite a few people have said the same thing.

Azula watches Mai cross the sand. The setting sun shapes she and her brother into silhouettes on a golden backdrop.

She finds that her stomach is sinking. And, at first, she can’t place why that might be.

She throws herself into the water and, with a few beats of her tail, she is in deeper waters. It has been three days since she has been ‘home’ and five years since she has been home.

Home with father. Home with Zuzu.

She wonders how they are doing.

She wonders how mother is.

Does mother miss her? Or is mother relived to not have to deal with her anymore?

She glides through currents and schools of angelfish with shimmery scales. They swim in an endless line and only part when she forces her way through.

She swims around jungles of kelp and coral; sun, staghorn, elkhorn, and hexacoral among them. It is colorful and would, perhaps, be delightful in other circumstances.

At last she arrives a her destination; a sunken Fire Nation vessel is about as close as she will get to being home. She curls her fingers around the doorframe and peaks inside.

It is always good to check for sharks.

She has bite marks on her fins to prove that; a line of misshapen and uneven scales with a duller sheen.

Now and then she traces her fingers over them. She wonders if they will show up on her legs if she ever gets those back.

Azula makes her way to a mattress. It now has a good helping of seaweed to add extra padding. She hadn’t liked it at first, the way it tickled her back when she tried to sleep on it. It had felt gross and cringe inducing.

Now it is almost a comfort to have it swishing and swaying against her skin as she tries to sleep.

There is another mattress but she doesn’t use this one. It is where she’d found the first skeleton.

Initially Azula had, had to remove a few of those. They were sprinkled generously about the ship and had really made an already dismal mood darker. She had flirted with the idea of keeping them around, fish aren’t much company afterall. But neither are bones.

She makes her way over to the mattress, lays down upon it, and stretches her tail. The water stirs her caudal fin. She watches the seaweed clinging to the ceiling swish and sway.

Azula hopes that Mai will take her up on her offer and make another appearance.

It gets lonely here sometimes.

Horribly boring too.

The water can be so cold.

She has already explored this vessel top to bottom, its thrills have come and gone.

The ocean itself, though always shifting and changing has become monotonous too. She has begun to notice that it is the same schools of fish that usually swirl about. She supposes that they are nice to have as pets when they do come by.

Over the years, the vessel has acquired more barnacles and algae in all varieties. It is not yet an ecosystem like some of the older, deeper sunk ships probably are.

If father and mother haven’t returned, not even for a little visit, she can’t imagine that Mai would be interested.

And if no one is interested in talking to her then how is she supposed to get her legs back? The ocean spirit who had taken them is long since gone and she certainly can’t walk herself to any of the land temples.

Perhaps somewhere in this vast ocean there is a temple beneath the waves…

She doesn’t want to venture too far from her home. At least here, there is a chance that she can come by people. Even if she usually slinks back away from them. The truth is, people make her nervous, she hasn’t spoken to any of them since she was nine or so.

The water swishes her hair.

It is so very long now.

She wonders if she would be recognized if she went home. And maybe going home isn’t something that she’d like to do. It might just be strange now. She can’t imagine that the Fire Nation public would take well to a fire princess who is more acquitted with water than with flame.

She can’t imagine that they would believe her if she told them that she could make fire underwater.

Her fire is strange.

It turned blue when she turned fish.

But it lights underwater and that suits her just fine. It would be despairingly dark under here if she didn’t have her fire.

She snaps her fingers and lets a small flame dance upon her fingers. The light reflects in her eyes. She has never seen her eyes, but she imagines that they might look different too. She wonders if they are still a cozy golden-brown. She wonders if her pupils are the same shape.

Having spent so long in the ocean night, she wonders if they have adjusted for that. Or if she makes enough trips to the surface to warrant them remaining mostly as they always had been.

They have to have changed at least somewhat if the water doesn’t burn and sting them.

She hugs her tail to her chest.

She misses home.

She misses land.

She has only known Mai for an hour or so but she misses her too.

She reminds her of an old friend.

What has become of her old friends?

She supposes that they would have moved on. The world has probably carried on without her. Even if she did get her legs back, what would she do? She has missed out on so many years of firebending and history in the making.

This is what the ocean has taken from her.

#Avatar The Last Airbender #Azula #Mai #Maizula #Mermaid #Fanfiction

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lainekyuu · 2 years ago

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Tsireya x Best friend y/n

Neteyam x Y/n

Y/n only see Ao'nung and Rotxo as older brothers and they see her as a sister....

A/n: This is my first time posting in Tumblr and I don't really know some basics here but I'm learning my best... Tsireya x best friend y/n and Neteyam x Y/n is my first ever fic that ever did and... If find this fic cringe please just don't read it and ignore it...

I hope you guys will like my first fic.....

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I'm Y/n,the youngest daughter of the Ta'nui clan. I did have that much work in my family because I was the baby....My eldest Brother Ru'te he's gonna be the next Olo'ektan after my Father, my eldest Sister Sae'la she is also going to be the next Tsa'hik if my brother didn't want

I was very shy girl I didn't have that much friends as I walk away or hide when ever someone tried to talk to me. And my older sisters are the once that keep on helping me to try and talk to other children around my age but I just cry when they tried to take me to one of the children.

I may be shy but I'm a skilled fighter, I was thought by my father and 2 older brothers when they have free time. Since I like to wander around going to random places or maybe swimming too far without knowing, they thought me how to fight in case they were not there to defend me.

My older siblings are Ru'te,Sae'la,Tol'te,Rei'ko.

Ru'te is 19

Sae'la is 18

Tol'te is 17

Rei'ko is 15

Y/N I'm 13

Yes as you can see three of my siblings are in order of age because in the Ta'nui clan you must have more than Two child and because my family was the leaders they must have more child faster.

Being a he youngest is not that easy but it was still fun going anywhere you want.As the youngest daughter of the Olo'ektan and Tsa'hik of the Ta'nui clan I did my duty to help my people any time they need help.

Then my mother has told me to get her some corrillia flowers. Those flowers are under the water near the Metkayina clan.

"Ma'ite do you mind gathering some corrillia flowers?. I need it for my lesson today ite" my mother ask

"No problem mom, I will go get them" I said with a big smile

"Thank you Ma'ite, don't take too long dear I need the flowers for my lessons today." my mother said with a smile

I just nod and grab the basket she prepare for gathering the herbs and I went out to my ilu.

I made clicking sounds to call my beautiful ilu lala. Once she was beside me I went on top of her and told her to dive and we both went to the other side of my village to gather the herbs that my mother wanted, the herbs were called corrillia they can be found between the under water border of the Metkayina and Ta'nui clan.

Once I reach the corrillia farm I went there and saw some other na'vis there and they were form the Metkayina. I wave to them and they do the same. While I was busy collecting some corrillia I didn't notice Tsireya swimming behind me with her mother in tail.

Tsireya swim towards me quitely and tickle my side that cause me to jump in the water and turn around and saw her smiling brightly. Then I saw her mother at the back I greeted her and smiled. She did the same and sign to both of us to go up the surface.

Once we three have went up the Tsa'hik, Tsireyas mother ask me how is my mother doing and the clan.

"How is Tu'rui doing?" Ronal ask

"My mother is doing fine and so is the clan. How about you and your family?" I said

"We too are doing fine, Tsireya here insisted we should go and find some sea shells as to make a special necklace for someone" Ronal said with a little smirk.

I look at Tsireya with a teasing smile "How nice of you Tsireya" I said with a teasing voice and she just rolled here eyes on my behavior while Ronal Chuckle on her attitude.

Suddenly Ronal face to me with a slight frown. "Y/n while I was doing my duties as a Tsa'hik I received a vision by Eywa that some na'vis will come here in the Metkayina clan. I too will tell you so the Ta'nui clan will know what is coming. I look at her and nod

After some time on talking to them I said my good byes and swim back with my ilu with the basket full of corrillia.

When I went back home my mother is already waiting for my arrival infront of our marui pod.

"Mother I apologize if I made you wait, I got carried away talking with the Tsa'hik and her daughter Tsireya from the Metkayina" I explain to her so she would not worry so much that I was late.

"That's lovely dear, how was Ronal and her daughter doing?" My mother ask

"They were fine mother and she told she received a vision that someone or a group will arrive in there clan mother"

My mother look at my with the eyes that I couldn't quite read and she said. "Ma'ite when you go back there to the Metkayina be sure you are careful it might be sky people raiding our neighboring clans." Mother said with a serious look.

"Yes mother I will" after I said it she then said.

"Well dear you missed lunch, you go better eat your lunch it's still near the pot so it's still warm"

"Okay ma thank you"

"Your welcome dear"

While I was eating my food my older brother Rei'ko went in with a big bruise in his left cheek and a bloody knuckles that looks like we got on a fight.

"Hello, brother what happened?" Reffing to his injurys.

He look at me while covering his bruised cheek"Well there was a match this morning and I decided to join, even tho I was not allowed too by father and I kinda underestimate him and he end up beating me." He said while rubbing his bruised cheek knowing it would hurt when he touch it.

I cover my mouth to not laugh."You said that he beat you up and why do you have a bloody knuckles?" I pointed to his knuckles that are bleeding and some part dry.

He give me a waring look not to laugh."Well I kinda got mad after and went to the forest to punch a tree like it was him"

I couldn't help but laugh at my brothers actions."HAHAHAHHAHA" after some minutes of laughing I calm down and told him."You know very well when you disobey dad's rules ya know? Why would you even join them, even tho father forbade it for a reason.

My brother sits Infront of me and said."Yeah I know..I was just bored okay, I can't even help them go hunting plus I can't go to the Metkayina without you." He said while carefully crossing his arms.

I look back to him and sigh I stand up "I will treat you're wounds, in exchange you can't leave my side when we're in the Metkayina clan." I stand with tm arms cross and smile widely.

My brother just nods and look away.I smile even more when he nods, I walk to my room and grab my healing pot and went back beside my brother.I start to grind some fresh herbs for his wounds.Once I finish grinding them all I gently put the paste to my brothers bruise cheek and wounded knuckles.He hiss in pain but bare it because it was his fault for being a Skaxwng.

Once I was finish putting some paste in his bruise ."I'm done.. there is still some left over paste you will apply this any time the paste wash away so it will heal faster." I said while giving him my pot so he could put this in any container he wants.

"Yeah, Thanks...btw don't tell Father about this or else he will skin me alive" He said making sure I won't tell.

"Dad? I don't think he would tho, since he doesn't care if you disobey his rules but I'm sure mom would" I said while giggling.

My brother glare at me "Shut it Bum head or one of our sisters will hear us" he said knowing our sisters loves to eves drop on people.

I stop giggling and said."Well I'm free for the whole afternoon... Do you wanna join me on going to the Metkayina?" I ask

He nods and went to grab his knife and mine on the shelf. "Yeah I'm coming, it's been a while since I last hang out with Ao'nung and Rotxo."

I smiled and take the knife that me handed me over. As we were leaving the pod Rei'ko made some clicking sounds to call for our Ilus.I dive down to the water and connect with Lala my Ilu. After a few minutes we finally arrive in the Metkayina and we decided to went down on our ilus and walk our way to some near pods.

As we were walking we heard someone above us flying an ikran five of them to be exact. I exchange looks with my brother and we both run towards the middle part of the village where everyone is surrounding the new visitors in the Metkayina.

When we arrive I greeted some of the Metkayina people and they did the same they made space for us to walk past them, I was behind my brother so I didn't really see the new comers that much. I tried to look in Rei'kos side but he keeps blocking me. And on the corner I saw Ao'nung and Rotxo entering the crowd, they didn't look at us because they were busy looking and making fun at the new commers.

Then one Metkayina girl caught my eyes. It was Tsireya I smile and called for her. She saw me and went towards me,I then lean to her and whisper.

"Is this the vision that the Tsa'hik told me about?" I whisper to her and she nods.She then went on Ao'nung and Rotxos side to scold them.

"Do not Ao'nung,Rotxo" Tsireya look at Rei'ko "You too rei stop it"

Rei'ko simply rolls his eyes and back up.While my brother was busy making fun together with Ao'nung. I look at the new commers curious on why the Forest clan come here?. I got too curious and and step in quite forward almost going near the Na'vi boy in front of me but I was not looking at him but to his side with the other Na'vi with an extra finger. I was too busy looking at his fingers I was suddenly pulled back and landed on someones hard chest.

I look behind me and saw it was my brother who was griping on my arm quiet hard.

"what are you doing Y/n?" he said while still glaring at the boy in front of us.

I look up to my brother while trying to take his hand off my arm.

"let go brother it hurts.." I said seeing some bruise on my arm due to his hard grip on my arm.

He rolled his eyes and said "No, you'll end up going near them bum head." He said griping my arm lightly.

While the Olo'ektan of the Metkayina was having a talk with Toruk Makto's family Ronal went in and inspect the new commers. She was walking around the family checking there tails and hands,she then stop in front of my and look at my brother.

"Take near Tsireya" I head Ronal said in a whisper tone to my brother.

My Brother nods and pull me gently towards Tsireya who is beside Ao'nung and the Olo'ektan. I walk beside Tsireya and she hug from my side as I do the same.My brother went on my left still staring at Toruk Makto's sons.

While they were talking I didn't notice my self staring at the eldest boy. He was pretty handsome in my opinion and tall. Then I notice him staring to me I look away immediately even tho knowing he knows I was staring at him. I got embarrassed and went behind Tsireya to cover my face on her back.

Tsireya was confused on my behavior and ask. "Are you alright Y/n?" She said in a whisper tone.

"yeah,...I'm fine Reya"

While I was hiding behind Reya I heard my name being called by the Olo'ektan.

"My son Ao'nung and Daughter Tsireya will show you're children on what to do together with our trusted Friend Rei'ko and Y/n."

I was confused on why I was included but I didn't said anything and continue to follow Tsireya in.But I didn't go near her as my brother pulled me again. I just sigh and hold his arm making his grip on my arm lossen.

"Come I will show you our village" Tsireya said happily. We followed her from the back of the Sully family. As I walk behind my brother I can't help but look at the sully boy from earlier,his back was facing us so I didn't see his face. I keep staring at his back not noticing my brother looking at me.

After some time walking we reach the marui pod that they will live in, as they put there stuff on the ground I still keep looking at the older sully boy. I haven't know his name yet, Im too shy to ask for it so I wait till someone will ask for it.

Tsireya was talking with Toruk Makto for the schedule to train with us, together with the sully Siblings."The training starts tomorrow early morning.." Tsireya said.

Jake Sully nods and thank Tsireya again for showing them the marui pod. We said our goodbyes and walk back to go to Tsireya's marui pod.

There both the Olo'ektan and Tsa'hik are waiting for us to return. While we were hangout with Reya's family Rei'ko told me we should head back now before eclipse. I nod at him and we said our good byes to them.

As Rei'ko and I walk to go our Ilus I saw the eldest sully boy his back facing us sharping a knife. I got distracted and didn't see the small rock and I trip on it. I was about to fall face flat but it didn't happened as my brother catch me before I could hit the ground. I was embarrassed because I saw the Sully boy face to us now, but my eyes didn't last long on him as my brother block the way and ask if I was okay.

"Yeah I'm good..." I look up to my brother and notice him frowning a little. "What?" He still frowns but pat my head softly."Nothing, we sould go now mother is waiting for us". He said and turn around

I was confused but didn't question him more as I walk fast to catch up to my brother.

When we went home it was dark and our both or parents are outside the marui pod waiting for our arrival.

"what took you kids so long?" Our Mother questions worriedly while hugging both of us and Rei'ko answered he question. "Both of us are with Tsireya and Ao'nung with Rotxo mother, we were hanging out and hunt for a little while." I look at my brother waiting for him to say about the new commers which are the sully family. But since he didn't say anything I step a bit forward to tell my mother."Mother about the new commers that I have told you earlier, they have arrived in the Metkayina when both me and Rei'ko went there."

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A/n: If some of you have already read this fanfic, i just want you to know that I have edited it and I have change a lot of the story.

Before I edit this the reader was a strong Ta'nui girl and a total hater of the Omaticaya especially of Neteyam something like that.

In the mean time I will continue to work on part two while school Is still far.

#Neteyam #avatar #atwow fanfiction #tsireya #ao'nung #rotxo #neteyam x y/n #y/n #Ta'nui clan #Omaticaya #neteyam #Lo'ak #tuk #kiri #Ronal #tonowari #neytiri #jake sully

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