#ZOTY

[lvstharmony]

Ich sehne mich nach Nähe, und doch kann ich sie nicht ertragen. Ich sehne mich nach Geborgenheit, und doch ist sie nicht aufzufinden. Ich sehne mich nach Liebe, und doch ist nichts und niemand sättigend genug. Auch nach dem Nichts sehne ich mich. Doch diese erlaubt sich nicht, sich niederzulassen, weil es Vertrauen hat, dass Gott meiner Seele das bringen wird, wonach es sich am meisten sehnt.

[frenchublog]

i am sorry for what happened your country morocco?

Me too, it breaks my heart

(however I'm not Moroccan but Albanian)

[thewulf]

Different || Neteyam x Y/N

Summary: Request! Hiii Do you write for Avatar? Could you do something where reader is both omatikayan and metkayina (mixed) and she’s living with the metkayina when the Sully family comes? Maybe do a slow burn between reader and Neteyam? The rest is up to you!

A/N: First attempt at Avatar, so much fun to write and hopefully everybody enjoys!

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x Y/N

Word Count: 4,900+

Part 2 | Part 3

Teal. Not turquoise like your brothers and sisters of the Metkayina. Not blue like the Omatikaya you knew your father once was. Teal. A party of one.

Often you sat on the dock outside of your families Marui staring at the reflection that echoed back to you. You looked so different than the rest of the Metkayina. Your skin color was just one difference to start but that’s not where it ended. Your tail was so much smaller than the rest of them. Even starting as a baby, you had the Omatikayan disadvantage of being just a bit slower in the water. You had stripes all over your body instead of the waves that came with being a full Metkayina.

Your eyes were neither yellow nor blue but bright green instead. You were just… different.

The Metkayina never made you feel any different though. They included you in everything as one of their own, your mother was one of them anyway. She grew up in the very same village she raised you in. All you’d learned of your father is what little she told you. That he died fighting the sky people and he was from the forest. She shut you down every time you tried to dig a little deeper to find something. It was too painful for her. Painful enough for her that she’d never indulge you, not even the slightest.

Your mother eventually found love again with a Metkayina man that gave you your younger siblings, your younger brother Zoti and sister Raxata. They, of course, looked normal leaving you to your insecurities as the odd one out. And that’s exactly what they were, your insecurities. Nobody ever dared to make you feel like an outcast or any different. But you couldn’t help it. You just looked so different than the rest of them, it was impossible not to feel terribly self-conscious about it all.

Swimming came naturally to you though. What initially was the Omatikayan disadvantage with your skinnier tale and arms ended up being a blessing for you. Over time you were able to get your strength up to their levels and even begun surpassing them in the water.

You grew close to the chief’s daughter, Tsireya, when she defended you from her brother picking on you in your younger days. Ao’nung never picked on you for the way you looked, Tonowari and Ronal would never allow their son to do so. Instead, he would tease you for things you could control. Like you being a suck up to your instructors or being a goody two shoes. Tsireya always told you it was just because he was comfortable enough around you to do so. He eventually grew out of it welcoming you as one of his sisters. Tsireya made it very clear to him you weren’t planning to go anywhere.

You found yourself spending more and more time with Tsireya’s family as you got older. It’s not that you didn’t love your own family your parents were just focused on your younger siblings. There was a nearly 10-year gap between you and Zoti, you being seventeen and him just turning eight. They needed the attention, you didn’t. You found yourself at Tsireya’s Marui for dinner almost every night. Ronal would even joke that you were their adopted daughter.

You were naturally a very reserved person. Sticking out like a sore thumb all your life you found yourself trying to blend in with the crowd as much as possible. You were sure this is what formed the larger components of your personality. Kind, passive and always wants to please people. That was your measure for success as you grew up. You were never able to shake it though. So here you were at seventeen, the shy quiet but overly friendly soon to be adult Metkayina.

You were so thankful for your friendship with Tsireya as she pushed you out of your comfort zone all the time. She made you the swimmer you were today. She was the one who gave you the confidence to speak up when you didn’t have it. She was your best friend through and through. She probably knew you better than your mother did.

The two of you were chatting about the day and feeding your Ilu’s when you heard a commotion from the village.

“Oh, wow.” Reya’s eyes went wide as she turned looking into the sky.

Your eyes grew just as big seeing the flying creatures circling the village. Not noticing the Na’vi riding the animals your eyes locked onto beasts, admiring them. Your breath nearly caught in your throat watching them twist and turn in the air so effortlessly, “They’re so beautiful.”

Whispering you looked onto the next one that flew right over the two of you.

“Come on! Let’s go!” She hopped onto her Ilu diving quickly.

Smiling you followed her. Racing through the waters you caught up with her quickly still managing to admire the underwater world around you. The endless sea creatures never seeming to dull after all these years. After five minutes of racing each other, something you and Tsireya did often, the two of you found yourself right in the center of where all the commotion was coming from.

Exiting the water, you found exactly what was causing all the chaos. Your mouth ran dry when you made eye contact with one of them, “Reya is that…?” Gasping you looked for your mother. Anybody that could explain who you were seeing before you.

“They look like you!” She too looked back and forth between you and the family of blue Na’vi, “Well not identical but wow.” You noticed how she made eye contact with one of the boys in the group. You also noticed how she perked right on up as she looked him over curiously. Reya might have known you like the back of your hand, but you too knew her just as well as she knew you. One thing she was never really interested in was the boys of the village, calling them all skxawngs. Not worthy of her time. But this? This you hadn’t seen from your best friend. It was like she was transfixed on the blue Na’vi.

Bumping her hip, you brought her out of her gaze, “Omatikaya.” Whispering you too made eye contact with the other brother who was giving you the most peculiar look. Eyebrows close together his gaze lingered on yours.

“Like your dad?” She asked continuing to stare.

Nodding your head, you looked down to her, “I think so.”

The pair of you were interrupted when Ronal began waltzing around the family pointing out all of their supposed flaws. She pointed out their thin tails, their small arms and their yellow eyes not suited for the water.

With every flaw she pointed out you could feel yourself sinking back into yourself. Not being able to stop your emotions it felt like she was speaking right to you. You shared these ‘flaws’ with the Omatikayan family standing there before you. How could it not hurt? That was Ronal, your second mom.

Taking a small step back you looked back to the family. The one boy continued to watch you making your heart rate pick up. The stares and the hurtful words from Ronal were too much for you, “I’m going back to my marui to find my mother.” Whispering into to Reya’s ear you began to turn before she stopped you.

“Why Y/N?” Frowning she noticed your distressed face and fidgeting hands.

Scanning the crowd, you still couldn’t find your mother, but your brother and sister were huddled around their father, “This is too much Reya. Too much right now.” She let your arm go after seeing you in such a state. A state of panic.

Luckily all eyes were on the Omatikayan family making your escape that much easier. Slowly you backed yourself into the water knowing that nobody would notice. Taking a breath, you submerged yourself while calling for you Ilu. You Ilu, Maka, rushed you back to your marui feeling your uneasiness through the bond.

“Mom!” You called once you made it back home.

“Y/N.” She dropped her smile once she saw your expression. You looked to be in pain as you paced the family’s pod.

“Mother, there are Omatikaya here.” Not beating around the bush, you needed her right now. You needed her to step up for you. You know how uncomfortable talking about your father or his people made her but now that they were literally standing in front of you, you needed her. Her guidance and strength to navigate whatever the hell was about to happen.

“There are what?”

“Omatikaya people! A whole family.”

Her face went pale as she rushed out of the marui and right into the water. Groaning you followed her diving right back into the water.

When you made it back to the village center the blue family was still the center of attention. Tonowari and Ronal looked to be having a silent conversation before the Olo'eyktan began speaking, “Toruk Makto and his family will stay with us. Treat them as our brothers and sisters. But they do not know the sea. So, they will be like babies taking their first breath. Teach them our ways so they do not suffer the shame of being useless.”

“What do we say?” The father spoke seemingly a little relieved by Tonowari and Ronal’s grace.

“Thank you.” The little one spoke followed by the rest of the family.

Tonowari began again, “My son Ao’nung and our daughter Tsireya will show your children what to do.”

“Father, why?” Ao’nung jumped forward clearly annoyed by his dad.

“It has been decided.” Tonowari pointed and gave him a look that made his son back down immediately.

“Come! I will show you, our village.” Reya jumped in attempting to save her brother from her father’s wrath.

Standing behind your mother again you made eye contact with the blue boy again. Instead of the stoic face he was studying you with earlier he gave you a soft smile instead. Smiling back at him you took the opportunity to look him over.

His markings were so similar to yours. Stripes instead of waves around his body and face. He was so much taller and leaner than any of the Metkayina boys you ran with. The way his hair was braided was so different than the way and you and Reya did yours, much tighter than your loose braids. He was handsome. The entire family was beautiful. Almost too enamored in your observations you hadn’t even noticed Reya marching her way over to you, Sully family in tow.

Before you could even react, Reya was at your side, “Come on Y/N! Let’s go show them.”

“Show them?” You clearly weren’t paying attention as you looked up to your mother for approval.

“Show them their new home! The marui that’s open by you!” She clapped gleefully.

“Can I?” Still looking at your mom you got nervous once you asked. She too was in a somewhat shocked state seeing the outsiders for the first time.

Giving her the most pleading eyes, you were practically begging her at this point, “Ma’ite I don’t think that’s the best idea.”

“Mother, please.” You took her hand in yours, “For me? You know this would mean the world to me mom.”

She looked between you and the family, taking a second to contemplate all of her options. She nodded softly, “Ma Y/N, just be careful.”

“Oh, thank you mother!” You jumped up kissing her cheek. Reya quickly yanked you away making a beeline towards them.

“Did you say in the marui by us?” You asked your best friend as she walked forward.

“Yes! That’s what dad said anyway. Ao’nung and I are going to train them too! You should help us!” Grinning she picked up her pace.

“I don’t think mother would be too thrilled if…”

Before you could get it all out you were stopped by Reya right in front of them, “Hi!” Reya waved to them while you stood behind her trying not to look at the boy that kept catching your eye, “I’m Tsireya, that’s my brother Ao’nung and this is my best friend Y/N.” She yanked you forward. Best you could do was give them a small wave, “We’ll be helping you guys learn the ways of the water. Now follow me, you all must be exhausted.”

Reya moved quickly. You could just tell how excited she was. You kept her pace not wanting to interact with any of them individually, not yet anyway. The whole situation was so intimidating to you. You were the only one here who resembled them in the slightest. Would they expect you to know the ways of the forest? How embarrassing would that be? Often you would head off to the trees when you knew nobody would be looking for you. Trying time and time again you figured out how to climb and jump from tree to tree but that was about it. Without your mother telling you any details you didn’t have a clue what forest people did.

Getting pulled out of your thoughts you felt a hand grabbing at yours while Reya led the family towards their pod. Looking down you were being pulled on by the smallest member of the family, “Hi Y/N! I’m Tuk!”

“Hi Tuk.” Smiling you slowed down to keep pace with the smaller girl, “It’s so nice to meet you.”

“You to. You are so pretty!”

“She is, isn’t she?” Reya turned around hearing your conversation with the little girl.

Glaring at your best friend she simply giggled and charged on, “Thank you Tuk.”

“You look like me. And you look like her.” She pointed to Reya.

“Tuk Tuk that’s enough.” Her father scooped her up attempting to end his daughter’s conversation right then and there.

“But she does!” Tuk pouted into her father’s embrace.

“Tuk, quite ma’ite.” She placed a finger over her mouth signaling for the child that the questions were enough, “I apologize Y/N. I am Neytiri and this is Jake Sully.” She smiled lovingly at her mate, “Kiri, Lo’ak, and Neteyam.” She pointed to each of her children as she spoke their names. Reya had paused the group as introductions were happening before had planned. You saw her grinning from ear to ear as Neytiri pointed Lo’ak out.

Neteyam. A handsome name for a handsome man. Breaking your stare away from him you trained your eyes back on the little girl in the arms of her father, “It’s okay, Tuk. I know you’re just curious right?”

She nodded in her father’s arms trying to squirm away. The attempt was rather futile though. There wasn’t a chance she was breaking through his iron grip on her, “Yes!”

Laughing you had to indulge the child’s curiosity. You were sure the rest of the Sully family was curious as well. They just hid it a bit better, “I am like you. Except only half like you. I’m also like Reya over there.” Pointing to you best friend you couldn’t stop smiling as Tuk seemed so interested in every word you had to say, “Except, only half like her too.”

“Half me and half her… no wonder you’re so pretty!”

Who would’ve thought an eight-year-old child would’ve made you blush like you were. But here you were blushing like a skxawng in front of her family, “Thank you Tuk.”

“Can I put flowers in your hair?” Tuk continued to struggle in her father’s arms. He seemed unbothered as he listened in curiously to the conversation between his daughter and the girl who looked strangely like an Omatikayan.

“Anytime Tuk.” The little one brought you comfort immediately. She was so bold and outspoken, nothing like you even now.

Curiosity got the better of Neytiri. She had never seen somebody like you. A mix of Metkayina and Omatikaya, “Your father, what’s his name?” She asked as Reya began to guide the group to their new home.

Taking a moment to collect your thoughts you did not turn back to her when you spoke, eyes forward or you’d probably cry, “I do not know. My mother will not tell me.”

“Why?” She asked quickly earning a stern look from her mate, warning her not to push it with the girl.

This time you did turn back while you walked, “I think it hurts her. The only thing I know of him is that he fought against the sky people and never made it home.”

Jake then looked at her curiously. Her story was unfortunately all too common in the Omatikaya clan. Too many passed away defending their homeland. Did he know her father? Fight with her father? He looked for any indication he could know who the girl’s father was. He could see it in the way her demeanor had shifted that it made her sad to talk about it. Like she craved to know more but was always stopped short of her goal.

“We’re here!” Reya smiled opening the pod’s door for the family to explore. She sensed the growing tension in the group opting to change the conversation entirely.

Once everyone was inside, you waiting by the door for Reya, she got everybody’s attention, “Lessons will begin tomorrow at sunrise. Y/N and I will be here to pick the four of you up then.” Reya then turned her attention the adults in the room, “My mother and father will train you both as well. They should be around sometime tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you Tsireya,” Jake spoke turning to look at you as well, “Y/N.”

“We look forward to it. Rest up. My mother will be by with some food as well. Feel free to explore the village.” Reya smiled as she walked towards you, “And if you need anything, Y/N and her family are one marui over.”

You nodded confirming what she said, “Just the one right there.” Pointing towards your pod you glanced over at Neteyam for the first time in a while. He was looking right at you with a soft smile playing at his lips.

“Thank you Y/N. Me and my siblings look forward to tomorrow.” Neteyam spoke before either of his parents could get a word in. He couldn’t help it. He was downright fascinated by the girl. She wasn’t just pretty she was absolutely stunning. Unlike anything Neteyam has ever seen. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of you. Which earned a few elbows in the ribs from his brother making fun of him.

He admired the way you interacted with Tuk. You made her feel like she had a valid question without making her feel bad. Your bright smile and green eyes that complimented your skin tone so beautifully was a sight Neteyam knew he wouldn’t grow tired of. He was genuinely so excited to see you tomorrow, to get to know you a little bit more once the sun comes back up.

With a quick nod you and Reya exited their marui, giving them some time to get acquainted to their new home and very different surroundings.

“He couldn’t take his eyes off of you sister!” Reya grabbed your arms as the two of you walked back to her families pod to get food ready for the Sully’s.

“What are you talking about?” You attempted to play dumb. Not even sure why you attempted Reya could see right on through you.

She rolled her eyes, “Neteyam!”

“He was not.”

“Don’t be stupid.” She hit the back of your head, “He did not take his eyes off you the entire time.”

“Probably because I look like a freak...”

“Don’t you dare.” Reya almost hissed at you, “You do not put yourself down because you look a little different. A little bit more beautiful than the rest of us.” She pinched your arm earning a smack from you this time, “Besides he wasn’t looking at you in curiosity, he was looking at you like he wants to get you naked.”

“Reya!” You shoved her off the bridge right into the water. Once she resurfaced, she began laughing like never before.

“Seems to me like you want to do the same.” Reya giggled swimming away from you. She just knew how to get the better of you in these situations. Diving in after her the two of you made it back to her pod continuing to bicker back and forth like the best friends you are.

“You must breathe from your stomach.” You patted your own as you tried to teach Neteyam how to hold his breath longer. His diving wasn’t bad, but his lack of breathing was holding him back in the water.

Reya had split the group up. Giving you Neteyam and Kiri to teach, she and Ao’nung took Lo’ak and Tuk. Kiri picked it up quicker than any average Metkayina even would, fascinating you. She even got an Ilu to approach and bond with her within the first hour the group was in the water. You had an inkling that Reya did this on purpose, leaving you to teach Neteyam solo.

Neteyam had explained to you how Kiri was more in tune with Eywa than anybody he’s come across in his time on Pandora. Reya didn’t even believe you as you signed it to her across the water, but sure enough Kiri was off and riding earning an impressed nod from Reya and a shocked looked from Ao’nung. Even he had to give the forest girl some credit.

Frowning, Neteyam tried diving again. Following him effortlessly you swam leisurely behind him. After only a few minutes he needed to go back up for air. When you resurfaced you saw the frustration evident on his face.

“I’m not getting it.” He continued to frown looking to you for more guidance.

Swimming over to him you realized you’d have to do what your own teachers did to help you. Show him, “I’m going to touch you, okay?” You phrased it as more of a request than a question hoping it didn’t seem too odd.

He nodded, frown letting up a bit.

Gently, you placed your hand on his abdomen. Feeling him react you quickly spoke, “Breathe from here Neteyam. Not your lungs. Close your eyes.” Without releasing your hand, he listened to your instruction closing his eyes.

“Good.” Offering gentle praise you continued, “Slow your heart and take a long slow breath. Focus on keeping your heart slow and steady, like the waves of the ocean.”

Snapping his eyes open you brought your hand back to yourself. You didn’t see the small frown that reformed as you dove back down, wanting him to follow you. You were amazed what simple instruction did for him. He was able to stay down with you for double the time than he had previously.

“Very good Neteyam!” You cheered as the two of you met back at the surface.

Offering you a small smile he thanked you, “Couldn’t have done it without you, Y/N.”

“Plenty of great teachers here. Let’s go eat and come back after. Looks like the everybody else is.” You hadn’t realized the other group had already left to eat instead caught up in teaching Neteyam. It was far too easy to get distracted by him.

You led him to where all the other Sully kids and your best friend were. Leaning down you whispered into her ear letting her know you were going to the creek.

The creek was a spot deeper within the trees that you and Reya had found when you were eight years old. You never dared to mention it to anybody, not wanting it to get back to your mother. You knew being within the forest would bother her. Anything Omatikaya seemed to bother her.

Reya smiled nodding letting you know when to be back by. You did have to keep teaching after all. Quietly disappearing from the group, you hustled over to the edge of the village slipping into the dense foliage that met the water.

Only one of the Sully’s seemed interested in where you were going. Neteyam needed to know where you were off to and let his curiosity get the better of him as he got Reya’s attention. He asked where you were off too which Reya happily told him just where you were going to him.

You sat down by the creek that you and Reya found so long ago. As you got older the two of you visited less and less. You ended up going out to the spot on your own instead finding solace being surrounded by the jungle.

Picking a few fruits along the way you often wondered out here when you were a tad overwhelmed. And right now? You were terribly overwhelmed. You wanted to ask a million questions all at once, but you didn’t want to come off as desperate. It was embarrassing you had no knowledge of that side of you.

Dipping your toes in the water you slowly ate the fruit you managed to find on the path back to your spot. Smiling at all the animals just in the stream you dipped some of the fleshy fruit down into it for some of the fish to enjoy. You watched patiently as a little guy came up to nibble on it.

Entranced on the little guy you hadn’t heard the blue Na’vi boy come up from behind you. Trying not to frighten you too badly Neteyam let out a gentle cough. However, his attempt was futile as you continued to feed the small fish in the creek. So, he opted to place a hand on your shoulder.

Feeling the unexpected contact, you jumped right up from your spot shoving whoever approached you away as best as you could. It didn’t work as whomever was standing there was a lot stronger than you and you ended up launching yourself backwards right into the creek. Luckily it was shallow, your bottom half and hair were the only casualties to the water.

“Oh shit, are you okay?” He pulled you up at your waist with ease looking you over making sure you didn’t accidentally hurt yourself.

“Neteyam!” You flushed feeling a rush of horror come over you at what just occurred. Real smooth, “What are you doing here?”

He shrugged trying to play it off coolly, “Tsireya said you came out to the creek to relax. Wanted to make sure you were okay?” It came out more as a question than a statement. He too felt a rush of slight embarrassment at his own actions. He hardly knew you, but here he was standing in front of you. Oddly drawn to you.

“Oh yeah, yeah, I’m fine. You found me with just a general direction?” Smiling you wrung your hair out. Your hair didn’t take to kindly to the fresh water of the creek over the salty water of the ocean.

Neteyam laughed. You really were clueless when it came to the ways of the Omatikaya. Not that he was annoyed by it in the slighted. But rather he found it adorable. Neteyam wanted to return the favor and teach her the ways of his people. That is if you wanted.

“We learn to track from a very young age. A survival skill for the Omatikaya.”

You hummed sitting back down in your spot patting the sand next to you, “Right. Forest boy.” You smiled to him once he sat next to you.

“That’s right water girl.”

You returned his laugh finding comfort in his presence, “I do wish I knew more about the forest.” You whispered

“It’s never too late to learn. Look at us in the water.”

You nodded unsure of what to say. Sure, he was right but who would teach you? Sighing you pulled your knees to your chest hugging them tightly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Who would even teach me Neteyam? And my mother…” You trailed off shuddering at the thought, “I don’t even know what she would say.” You admitted to him.

“I will teach you.” He said so matter of factly like it wasn’t even up for discussion.

“You would?”

“Yes Y/N. You teach me the ways of the Metkayina, and I’ll teach you the ways of the Omatikaya.”

“You’re not obligated Neteyam. Just because I’m helping doesn’t mean you have to.”

He shrugged, “What if I want to?”

“You really want to?”

He smiled, “Is it so surprising I’d want to spend time with you Y/N?” He asked while turning himself towards you.

“Well no.” You felt that familiar blush begin to creep back up. One that only seemed reserved for Neteyam lately.

“You know, my sister was right.”

Scrunching your eyebrows trying to think what Kiri and Tuk had mentioned to the both of you, “What about?”

“That you’re pretty.” He grinned waiting for your reaction.

A stupid blush that spread across your entire upper half is what happened, “What?” You weren’t sure if you were hearing things or what.

“Even more than pretty. Stunning.”

“Oh.” You looked away from him not really believing what he was saying.

“Can you look at me with those beautiful eyes Y/N?”

Was he trying to kill you? It felt like he was trying to make you combust on the spot. Obliging his wishes, you peaked over to him seeing his face laced with a little smirk, “Hi.” Your brain seemed at a loss for words. Overloaded by the new Omatikayan family and now this?

Grinning from ear to ear he took your hand fully in his. Relishing in the physical contact between the two of you, “Hi pretty girl.”

Part 2

[meowlayn-art]

[Original Art] - Zotis x Ilys

Just some fairies having fun 💜🌺🦋

[oldsoul-3]

Sot ka qen nje dite shume vëlë, lexova nje liber qe me hengri nja 3 ore te mira me shpresen qe do kete fund te lumtur, por jo, Zoti s'me lejon te gezoj as ne libra. Se keni idene se sa shume e mallkova autoren ne fund.

Libri: If he had been with me - Laura Nowlin Eshte pak i avashte ne fillim, por kur arrin nga mesi te ben per vete dhe do t'zbulosh ca ndodh me pas. Si nje njeri qe nuk prekem shpejt, ky liber i mallkuar me njomi faqet. Une doja t'grisja faqet e fundit btw dhe t'shtiresha sikur s'kishte ndodhur gje. Nejse, silly me porosita pjesen e dyte te librit se nuk mjaftohesha me aq hihi ;p

[dritez]

Zoti na ruajt nga ata njerëz që fytyrat i kanë të mikut, ndërsa zemrat e armikut!🙂‍↔️

[bleteza]

Tkan inat

Zoti i shëroftë!

[buzeplasura]

Sot me shoqen e ngusht po mendoja sa njeri pa fat qe jam duke krahasuar jeten ton ne kto vitet e fundit: ajo e ka pasur universitetin me te thjesht ku ca profesor i dhuronin notat, kurse un i fitova te tera me djers; ne dashuri ajo cuditerisht gjeti njeriun e duhur shum thjesht kurse un ktu never been in a relationship crushing on someone I'm not talking anymore; ajo pati shum fat duke gjetur nje pun ne shtet ku pagueht shum mir edhe pse shkolla e saj sikur nuk kish shum te ardhme kurse un ne nje vend pune ku doja te ikja para se te filloja dhe ku paguhem sa gjysma e saj. Esht ajo shpreja qe thot qe ose ke fat ne dashuri ose ne loje, po as ne kte te fundit skam... Na nje her mendoj se jam njeri i pa aft ne asgje, por nga ana tjeter shum njerez qe me njohin flasin vetem mir per mua, keshtu qe i vetmi opsion qe me ngelet esht qe nuk kam fat. Ndoshta me ka mallkuar zoti se nuk besoj ne eksistencen e tij? Ose ndoshta fati ka ne plan gjera te medhaja per mua? Ose jam vertet njeri i pa aft por te tjeret akoma nuk e kan kuptuar?

[hane-moj]

Zoti hajre e beft sa keq po ndihna… Aspekt emocional

[empire-land]

Kur diçka është menduar për ty, askush nuk ta largon atë.

Sepse historia jote është shkruar në parajsë. Dhe nuk lidhen as me telefon as me internet.

Zoti i bashkon me anë të Shpirtit të tij të Shenjtë

[meowlayn-art]

My visual novel is out there on Dorian! A fairy spy trying to infiltrate a group of insurgents meets a handsome rebel. Will they choose their mission, or their heart? Read the story of the rebel Zotis and the spy Ilys: their adventures, and their blossoming love story! Find the story here: https://dorian.app.link/1Y4C6GD67Eb

[ozotnafal]

A je ti ajo qe ka thyer shum zemra dhe kerkon falje nga zoti?

now who snitched

[kefinibardh]

"Zottt pse???"❤️‍🩹 keto ishin klithmat qe nuk i degjonte askush. Ndoshta dhe Zoti atje lart ishte shume me larg se ce mendonte ajo. Ndoshta dhe vete shpirti i saj kishte ikur aq larg sepse dhimbja te shtyn tutje, dhimbja te erreson dhe te tjeterson. Ta merr mendjen saqe ti mbytesh brenda vetes tende. Kjo gje po i ndodhte dhe asaj. Asaj qe duroi, u mundua te tjetersonte ajo dhimbjen por nuk ia doli. Nuk ia doli sepse nuk gjeti mbeshtetjen dhe krahun ku te mbahej. Ai krah qe vetem i kundervihej sa here qe donte ndryshimin. Zot psee? Pse o Zot kur dua te flas sme kuptojne dhe doemoes duhet ti kuptoj une ato?...Dhimbja eshte e keqe, te merr frymen kur mendon se gjete qetesi tek ve koken mbi jastek, eshte makthi qe te prish gjumin kur ti mendon se ia dole te mbyllesh syte, eshte zgjimi ne mengjes kur ti do doje te shijoje dhe pak momente. Dhimbja eshte ai person qe spo te le te behesh versioni me i mire i vetes tendeperkundrazi po te tjeterson dhe po behesh versioni me i shemtuar i atij personi. dhe aty kupton qe ka dhe me keq . Oh Zot sdua ta provoj.... Klithmat e saj naten per te ndryshuar veten teksa do te ndryshoje marrdhenien me ate person te shemtuar thjesht nuk degjohen me. Kerkon pergjigje pse keto fatkeqsi bien ne kurriz te nje personi qe do bentr gjithcka per dike tjeter por fatkeqsisht merr vetem poshtrimin dhe regresionin. Zot a je aty? Nuk dua te te pyes se a do behet mire sepse u be kohe keshtu por Zot pse mua? Kurre nuk do e beja kete pyetje sepse gjithmone thosha ka arsye mbrapa por mos duhet te shkrihem plotesisht duke duruar sepse asgje nuk po ndryshon. Zot pse spo me kthen pergjigje? Dua te ikim te largohem nga ai ky person i erret por ai spo me le. a nuk themi qe ti Zot na e mbush mendjen dhe na ndryshon veprimet? Pse ai eshte i njejti akoma? Dyzim mendimesh!! Dyzim ndjesish!!! Zot ndihme te lutem. Sdua te kaloj me neper pyje qe mezi ua gjeta daljen, nuk dua te mbytem me ne mendimet qe me imponojne te tjeret, nuk dua te shkel me mbi gjemba mbi te cilat u gjakosa per shume gjate, nuk dua te zgjohem me neqoftse kjo eshte ajo qe me pret. Po ai? po ai a do kete mshire? po ai a do shtrihet ndonjehere mbi gjemba ne menyre qe une te eci dhe te kaloj, po ai a do e kuptoje peshen e helmimit te fjalve qe me jep? Ajo bie cdo nate dhe lutet per ate lutet per te dy por sonte ajo u lut per veten. U lut qe te ishte e vetme dhe te rigjente veten. U lut te largohej, u lut te mbyllte syte dhe neser te ishte me mire, U lut qe edhe pse e donte me force ndoshta thjesht nuk duhej te ishte me aty. Zot ti je force, ti je mrekulli, ti je gjithcka qe na ben neve te jemi por Te lutem a mund te "ri-jem"? Klithmat nuk mbarokan, keto hije te zeza mbi ne duket sikur po absorbohen cdo dite e me shume. Por fundi kurre nuk do dihet... Cili do jete fundi im? fundi i asaj? fundii jone? A ka shprese?

[dritez]

Anjëherë mos u shqetëso se çfarë thonë njerëzit pas shpinës tënde, sepse Zoti do të të bekojë ty përpara fytyrës së tyre.❤️

[bleteza]

Ai qe tka thon keep it hairy jepja ca beja paruke se qeka tullac i shkreti

Mos ja qani hallin bossit se ja ka kompensu Zoti me gjona tjera

[anubisthe1]

Like 10 times a day I get the urge to say affectionate words about sasuke in my native language. And every time I try to translate them I have to erase the whole sentence because it makes no sense.

Like in my head I'm like:

"Cte paska qendisur zoti" - God has stitched you well

"Te marrca te keqen" - take all the bad things from you

Etc etc etc