#Such a flavour

[shu-box-puns]

Tsu’tey being observant

NOTE: Neteyam’s death scene is described in case you’re not feeling like dealing with that today. 

In an AU where Tsu’tey doesn’t die and sticks around the Sully family like some overbearing third parent/uncle/teacher, he finds himself babysitting Jake just as much as he babysits the kids. On an average day, this is something chaotic like Jake falling out of a tree, or Tsu’tey having to scold him for teaching Lo’ak swear words. It’s funny. It fills Tsu’tey’s time. He secretly loves being unofficially part of this family. 

It’s not all fun and games however. 

Tragedy is a common sight on Pandora since the return of the humans. Tsu’tey has seen his fair share of deaths, has mourned too many fallen loved ones. He knows how to grieve and push through it, considering he was supposed to become the next Olo’eyktan and since had to keep a constant bottle on his emotions. 

Jake is not so equipped with healthily dealing with his emotions and it shows.

It’s evident in the way his fear controls his anger. Causing him to lash out at his sons when they step out of line. His fear causes him to make fast but poor decisions, like removing his family from the safety of the clan.

Where Jake can be brave, he can also be vulnerable. He fails to conceal it, but the trait makes him painfully human.

In the face of Neteyam’s death, Tsu’tey watches Jake shut down. Whilst Neytiri screams her anguish to the skies and begs the Great Mother to reconsider her decision, the man remains quiet, his eyes unseeing. Tsu’tey can’t help but watch him through blurry eyes. 

He has seen this reaction before. After the destruction of HomeTree, after Grace’s passing, during the war when the pilot (Trudy) was reported missing. Tsu’tey knows dissociating is how Jake deals with grief. He knows it transforms him into a husk of the cocky asshole that he’s used to dealing with. As if his soul has been sucked out of his avatar and only the shell remains. 

It is clear that Neytiri is too caught up in her emotions to console him, let alone offer a silent hand to hold so he may ground himself. Lo’ak is knelt with his head bent to the ground, silent tears slipping out through clenched eyelids. 

As always, Jake is once again off to the side, hiding in the background or offering comfort to someone who is overcome with emotion. He hides behind his Sky Person training. Shutting himself off emotionally and powering through. 

Not this time. 

This time, as Neytiri cries and Jake goes unnaturally still, unresponsive, Tsu’tey is there to offer his shoulder.

The man doesn’t acknowledge him as Tsu’tey shakily steadies his breathing and reaches out for his brother. Jake’s ears are down turned and do not even twitch at the quiet shuffling caused by his movements. It wouldn’t surprise Tsu’tey if he couldn’t even hear his mate’s screams since he’s clearly so deep in his head. He just stares unblinkingly at Neteyam’s still body. At the blood Neytiri is smearing across her front with how she’s desperately cradling his head. 

Tsu’tey is gentle as he reaches for the back of his friend’s head and carefully guides him into his chest. Stiffly, Jake goes with the motion, his unmoving face pressed into the crook of Tsu’tey’s neck. Shielded from the sight. That blank expression momentarily stolen from view.

He begins to move slowly. Responding to Tsu’tey’s firm hand in his hair, the weight of his friend’s chin on the crown of his head. Tsu’tey feels him press in closer. The shake of those five fingered hands as they struggle to wrap around Tsu’tey; to cling onto him for dear life. Tsu’tey stays firm, guiding those hands to clutch onto his waist and cummerbund. 

Jake takes a long shuddering breath, then goes still. He doesn’t cry. He never cries. He just stares. His tail unnaturally still, his fingers clutching tightly onto Tsu’tey as a survivor of a shipwreck would cling tightly to a piece of driftwood. And Tsu’tey holds him through it. 

His anger is beginning to overcome the choke hold that his grief has him in. Burning fury towards the people who did this to his nephew. Those same demons who continued to rain pain on those that he loved. They would pay dearly for this evil, he mentally promised. But only after Jake managed to pull himself back together.

[valtsv]

being someone who's passionate about their interests when you're a horror fan really is a special layer of hell because every interaction you have with another person where the conversation turns to your hobbies and personal entertainments is a trial where if you show too much unrepentant glee at getting an opportunity to talk about your preferred subject you get to watch them mentally move you onto their list of untrustworthy individuals to avoid in the future in real time

[prlssprfctn]

Dick is kind of a big brother who knows what effect he has on his siblings's friends, and he never misses an opportunity to make himself look even cooler in their eyes. But Jason? Oh, Jason has no idea that people even consider him pretty and interesting.

It pisses his siblings even more.

Jason, on his bike, with the most insane face card: Hey, Replacement, hop on. We have work to do.

Kon, twirling his hair: Is your brother, like... free?

Bernard: Yeah, on Friday

Tim, with his eye twitching: I will kill you.

Jason, absolutely unaware of what is going on: ??? WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO

***

Jon, waving enthusiastically at Jason, who passes by kitchen: Jason is so cool!

Damian: ...

Jon: And kind!

Damian: Calling Todd kind is definitely a choice.

Jon: But he read me a bedtime story the last time I was staying here 😕

Damian, frowning: ...

(Damian, later that day: Why did you read bedtime story to Jon and not me.)

***

Jason: Why Tim's and Damian's friends keep fucking glaring at me? Or stumble when I am around? What tf am I doing wrong?

Dick, trying to hide his laughter: Eh, no idea

Bruce, absentmindedly: I, actually, have the same problem when I am around other people

Alfred, amused: No DNA test required, that's for sure

[trudlejack]

(+part 2)

[gongyussy]

gritty both capturing the zeitgeist as usual AND educating me on the availability of free flow butter at american cinemas

[pangur-and-grim]

I had people over yesterday, but I also bought the wrong flavour of wet food pate so Pangur spent the entire time vomiting, then begging for food (because she'd vommed it all out), then filling the room with meat-stink farts.

and also begging to be held bc she didn't feel good, even though the pressure of me holding her just pushed out more farts.

[chell-min]

my hands still remember

[hattersarts]

im already at the south downs cottage guys, catch up

[babyblankyerror]

Undiagnosed

[perplexingly]

Spirit companions

[causalityparadoxes]

The Doctor and TARDIS are perfect for each other because they both have the same terrible taste in partners <3

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

fun fact if you put rum(captain morgan), orange crush, and baijiu (dazhigu kaoliang liquor) together in a cup you end up with something that tastes like pure vanilla soda

[langernameohnebedeutung]

"He wouldn't say that" in a 'fic author trying to use terms of endearment in a language they clearly do not understand' kind of way

[idlestories]

me every single time i’m on the edge of going fully insane about a new fandom: haha what if i just checked ao3. just for fun. just to see what there is. i won’t save anything or get in too deep i’ll just do some recon. i’ll just go see. for fun

[parisoonic]

last ones i swear

[originalartblog]

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