#ayo sis i did it

[educatedsimps]

— "best brother ever!" tiktok trend with hq men

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hq character x gn!reader

a/n: just some more crack filled headcanons while i churn out the rest of the requests 🫡 saw a vid of someone doing this and i was thinking of how the hq characters would react to it LOL hope you enjoyy

cw: fluff, humour, swearing oops, mild suggestiveness towards the end ?

The trend:

"Babe, come 'ere!"

Curious, your boyfriend stepped into the living room where you had your camera set up on a tripod pointing towards you. When he reached your side, you pointed at the camera and explained, "We're gonna do a tiktok trend so just stand here, okay?"

He nodded, before smiling a little and waving at the camera.

Grabbing onto his waist protectively, you spoke to the camera. "If you wanna get to him, you're gonna have to get through me first."

Then you leaned up and kissed him on the lips. He smiled into the kiss, happily kissing you back. Pulling away, you gave him a side hug and turned to the camera, dropping the bomb with a shit eating grin on your face.

"Best brother ever!!"

The reaction:

atsumu and oikawa would scream. and i mean scream. like they're in a horror movie or smth "AYO WHAT THE FUCK???" with all the dramatic facial expressions and hand gestures like bro shut up my eardrums are gonna explode 💀

tanaka, nishinoya and bokuto are the slow processors. they'd just keep smiling and would only get it right before you stop the video. he's HORRIFIED and whipping his head at you like "WHAT DID YOU SAYYY" you cannot stop laughing and poor guy's probably traumatised.

kageyama, hinata and ushijima would be confused. like "why'd you say that? i'm not your brother" or even better, "you don't have a brother" and you'll be looking at the camera like jim from the office like does he not get it ?? 😭💀

akaashi and shirabu would stand there staring at you with the most incredulous look on his face. he'd lowkey be judging you and be like "wHat..." sorry babe it's just a prank 🥰

semi would choke on his laughter and shove you away saying stfu but he'd be laughing about it and he'd probably help you post it afterwards. this man is so... HAHAHAHA i love him 😂

sakusa would also shove you away saying stfu but he's lunging to grab the phone so you can't post it (you'll still post it anyway LOL)

tsukki is all three of the above. would look at you with the MOST JUDGY face on earth before shoving you out of the camera frame saying stfu

kenma, osamu and suna would have the most DISGUSTED look on his face and you can't help but laugh at how his face is scrunched up and pinched together

kita would have the most disappointed look on his face like you'd honestly regret doing the tiktok (it's still funny tho. 10/10 would post)

iwaizumi would freeze, slowly turn to you and stare at you with the same face he made when oikawa asked him "iwa-chan, are you my mom?" HAHAHAHSJHJVF GOODBYE

daichi and suga would be like "bruh". nothing else. just pure "bruh" 😐

matsukawa, hanamaki and kuroo WOULD GO ALONG WITH IT HAHAHAHA "yeah best lil sis/bro ever" AND THEN KISS YOU ON CAMERA AGAIN, EVEN DEEPER THIS TIME 💀 then you'd collapse laughing together

tendō would turn his head, look at you with a loving smile and say "what the fuck did you just say?"

asahi would not know how to respond so he's just standing there looking between you and the camera like "huh..."

futakuchi "this ain't alabama, babe..."

extra thoughts!

after you record all that, iwaizumi and akaashi (he a freaky one 👀) will smirk, smack ur ass and say "best little sibling ever" before kissing u deep 🫶 do what you will with that information

also if tsukki was in a good mood, he'd prolly play along but in the most sarcastic way possible HAHAHA like "yeah, best little sibling ever" before kissing you out of frame lol

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[starkwlkr]

Heyyyyy, I love all of your blogs so so so much, and i would love for you to do an Insta AU for Daniel Ricciardo x schumacher!reader, where reader is always shipped with Charles(they are the same age) but danny and reader have been dating for long time, and danny gets jealous so he hard launches their relationship. I love you Daniel so much ahahahah😭❤️❤️❤️

it’s ricciardo actually | daniel ricciardo

faceclaim sofia richie

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y/nschumacher a really cute guy took these

charles_leclerc thank you 😘

y/nschumacher 🙄

paddockgossip ayo??

gina_schumacher beautiful sis ❤️

y/nschumacher love you ❤️

leclercupdates so is the cute guy charles?

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danielricciardo it’s ricciardo actually

y/nschumacher love you husband 😘

landonorris why the second photo?

danielricciardo so people know that i’m a cool guy with an even cooler wife

landonorris but is it true? did y/n jingle your bells? the people deserve to know the truth!!

y/nschumacher I’m blocking you

charles_leclerc goodbye forever fake girlfriend

danielricciardo bye

y/nschumacher bye charles!!🫶🏼🤗❤️

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y/nricciardo in case you wanted proof that charles and i were never together. surprise! danielricciardo is actually the cute guy that’s been taking my pictures ❤️ anyways, finally changed my username!!

landonorris not convinced, fake news!!

y/nricciardo ok? what more do you want?

landonorris have a child and name it after me

y/nricciardo why are you like this?

danielricciardo THAT’SME

danielricciardo i have a wife

danielricciardo IM YOUR HUSBAND

y/nricciardo i think they get it but yes, you’re my husband 😘

charles_leclerc or is he?🤔

y/nricciardo CHARLES STOP

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[dantakeyoman]

You Sing Neteyam His Mother’s Songcord In Order To Calm Him Down (SFW)

Reader is Fem! Omaticaya

CW: fluffy angst, Neteyam is angry with his father, reader is such a good girlfriend ( you two are promised but haven’t mated yet ), kenten is the swirling gecko from the first movie, atokirina are the little floating seeds.

“Why must I always take responsibility for his actions?! I may be the older brother, but that does not mean I should be the one punished!” Neteyam vented, angrily skipping a rock across the bioluminescent water of the river.

“Have you tried telling your father this? Maybe he’ll listen,” you softly suggested, trying to give some sort of comfort to him.

You hadn’t seen Neteyam this mad in a long time.

He and Lo’ak were supposed to be lookouts for the most recent raid on the Sky people, but, like usual, Lo’ak rushed in without thinking and ended up getting them both grounded.

A lot of good that was doing seeing Neteyam sneaked out to meet you.

“Of course I have! But he never listens! He treats me and Lo’ak like soldiers. We are not family to him. For Eywa’s sake, I have to call him sir!” Neteyam exclaimed, roughly running a hand through his braids.

In a yell of frustration, he walks over to the tree you were resting against and punches it with all his might, leaving a fairly sized dent.

The vibrations shook you to your core, and was your wake up call to calm him down before he did something rash.

“Mawhey, Neteyam. Don’t let your anger crowd you reason,” you said with furrowed brows, your stern tone snapping him out of it.

No matter how mad, there was no reason to strike the tree.

“Sorry,” he muttered, looking down at the ground with balled fists.

You sighed, replacing your frown with a smile and holding out your hand to him.

“Come,” you beckoned, any trace of scolding now gone.

He huffed, begrudgingly taking your hand, letting out an oof when you roughly yanked him down to the ground, placing his head in your lap.

“(y/n), what are you doin-?” “Hush,” you shushed, placing a finger to his lips.

He kept quiet, and you moved a stray braid out his face, fixing your shoulders against the tree so you were comfy.

“Lie si oe Neteyamur. Nawma sa’nokur, mìfa oeyä,” you sang, running your fingers through his hair so softly, it made Neteyam almost loathe the way he did it earlier.

He looked up at you awestruck, surprised and confused as to how you knew the song his mother sang to him throughout his childhood, the memories that came flooding back washing away all the anger he held before.

“Atanti ngal molunge, mìpa tìreyti, mìpa tìkanti,” you continued, turning towards the beautiful river that stood next to you.

It was all so tranquil. Your voice, the flowing water, the head massage. 

He was soon forgetting why he was so angry in the first place.

“Lawnol a mì te’lan. Lawnol a mì te’lan,” you both looked up to see a kenten jump off from higher branch, it’s frills unfurling as it calmly floated down to the ground.

“Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, tonìri tìreyä. Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, Srrìri tìreyä.”

Neteyam could feel his head nodding, his eyelids becoming impossibly heavy. 

And looking at you...you were ethereal. Smiling and glowing, beaming down like rays of pure sunlight.

All for him.

And that’s when he saw a flurry of atokirina descending from above.

You noticed his change in expression and looked up as well, only to see the seeds circling the both of you, hanging in the air like stars right before your eyes.

“Ma Eywa, Ma Eywa,” you finished, a soft smile gracing your lips as an atokirina landed in the palm of your hand.

And after letting it rest for a moment, you held it up and allowed it to float away, the others following suit.

Probably on their way to grace another.

“You see, Neteyam? This is a sign from Eywa. You father means no harm. He loves and cares for you deeply, and only wants what’s best for you,” you smiled, placing a feather-light kiss between his eyes.

But Neteyam didn’t see it that way.

He saw it as a sign from Eywa saying that no matter how bad things got, angry, frustrating, or scary, you would be there. You would be his escape, his safety, his peace.

He had no responsibilities with you ( except protecting you, of course ). When alone, it was just you and him.

And all he had to do was lay down, rest, and listen contently as you sang.

[embrosegraves]

𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕆𝕦𝕣 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤

Oscar Piastri x Reader “He’s not my boyfriend anymore.” “You can’t tell people that we’re engaged like that.”

Reader and Oscar announce their engagement on social media through a hilarious (for them) prank. 

I really hope this turns out okay, I've never done a smau before :D

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youruser We move on… 

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yourBff that’s it! I’m taking you on a trip far away.  → youruser ily

user wait what user where’s oscar? where’d he go? user haha, i’m scared.  f1wags ‘we move on’ what dOES THAT MEAN f1wags im gonna lose me job 😭😭

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oscarpiastri Moving on… 

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landonorris surely start a jpg  → oscarpiastri no

user where is mother? user mother’s not even in the like nooooo user oh no. they have matching captions f1wags istg Oscar if you and mother broke up

logansargeant ayo? → liked by oscarpiastri

imessage

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youruser it’s been emotional

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landonorris answer my texts  → youruser what texts bro? they’re all literally just “???”

user mother is making music at the cost of not dating oscar 😭😭 f1wags queen are you /j or /srs i NEED to know user no please not like this

logansargeant our boy is sorry, please put him out of his misery → youruser our boy? Far as i’m concerned, we don’t share a boy 

user everyday I am reminded of everything wrong in the world user is no one paying attention to the grid’s comments? → user they’re as desperate as we are for info 😭 → user and logan’s comment? What do you mean you don’t share a boy?!?

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oscarpiastri A lot of emotions this week 

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landonorris Oscar please answer my texts  → oscarpiastri the only thing you’ve sent me is ?????

user AGAIN WITH THE MATCHING CAPTIONS f1wags Hahaha Oscar I’m getting really scared now hahahaha user I’ve known not a single day of peace since Y/n’s first post

NicolePiastri what did you do Osc? → user NOT EVEN MAMA PIASTRI KNEW → user noooooooooooooooooooo 

user hey god? I am NOT one of your strongest soldiers user guys neither of them have specified which emotions they’re feeling → user please don’t give me hope → user I’m too far in to believe that they’re happy 😭😭😭

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NicolePiastri Well this answers my question

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landonorris ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! → youruser this is so funny to me → oscarpiastri hehehehehehe

user EVERYONE CALLED ME CRAZY BUT I WAS RIGHT f1wags I can sleep easy now :’D user they’re laughing. WE SUFFERED AND THEY’RE LAUGHING

logansargeant okay, without me? rude. → youruser oh please, you would’ve spilt at first chance → logansargeant i don’t like you  

user WARRRRR ISSSS OVERRRRRRRR user everyone say thank you Mama Piastri → user THANK YOU MAMA PIASTRI → user THANK YOU MAMA PIASTRI → youruser Thank you Mum ❤️😁 → oscarpiastri Thank you Mum ❤️ → NicolePiastri You’re welcome kids

AHHHH I hope you enjoyed! first time ever doing a social media au si I'm crossing my fingers that this was good 🤞

Let me know what you think, I might make some more depending on feedback but who knows

[mothbart]

Favorite fanfiction(s) at the moment? Thanks!! :)

ayo let me....let me share...also im gonna be so fr most of these people are my friends so! let me be biased!

blue lock:

as it goes by cityboys (rin/bachira. truly one of my favorite fics, i've reread it so many times)

the marauders:

get him back by @sixlane (jegulus, incredible james potter, lane really just gets every character down perfectly)

before sunrise by @angel-daydreams (jegulus, cyborg au??? AMAZING)

making ghosts by @itsjaywalkers (jegulus. this is hands down one of my favorite fics by laurie, like making ghosts is something i think about 24/7. ghost hunters au)

light as a ghost (on my mind you weigh the most) by @static-radio-ao3 (jegulus. don't even get me started how much i think about this fic it's ofc more ghost hunters but mil just knows exactly how to tug on heart strings)

god is real (he was sleeping in my bed last night) by @regscupid (jegulus. TRULY a fucking banger fic god jegulus porn what else could you possibly want)

inertia by @licnheartedd (jegulus. kit has put so much of their heart and soul into this fic and it's so obvious. i will never get over how talented they are, like i could write an essay on how incredible their writing is)

we'll be just fine (even when i lose my mind) by @spacexcowgirl (jegulus. my rosie posie wrote this fic and i adored it amazing wonderful but also so is rose so)

ecliptic by @magswrite (jegulus. I AM ECLIPTIC'S BIGGEST FAN AND NO ONE CAN TAKE THAT TITLE AWAY FROM ME)

cherry bomb! @honeybcj (bartylily. i hope mack knows how much i think about this fic. i will never move on from it actually)

kick drum heart by @theapocryphaofantares (jegulus. THE FIC THAT INTRODUCED ME TO KOLOWV AKA MY BEST FRIEND love him love this fic just love all around)

winterlude by @otrtbs (jegulus. if you have not read winterlude you are truly missing out because the dynamic between jegulus in this fic is one of my faves i think about it often!!!)

jamie doesn't know by @transsexualpriest (bartylily. i am selfishly putting this here because drac was so kind to write this for me for my birthday and i still read it from time to time)

you've got me down on my knees (it's getting harder to breathe) by @messymoony (t4t jegulus. lookin' for some great t4t jeggy?? dw mar's got you)

turn your back on mother nature by @poetskings (jegulus. STORM CHASERS???? amazing. i think about this fic so often too, si killed me with this one actually)

jjk:

built your walls around me by alkhale (itafushi)

here be dragons by kwiewi (tojikuna. sammy writes literally the best tojikuna, every fic is a fucking masterpiece but also sammy is just an incredible writer. i'll never get enough of it)

here and where you are by cityboys (itafushi. can u tell i love cityboys)

愛のある場所; river of light (that brings me to you) by cosmichorrour (satosugu. this fic has made me cry a million times with each read. it's so beautifully well done)

coanda effect by bunniehoney (satosugu. idk jack shit about f1 but when i tell you that the author did such an amazing job explaining everything, you'll feel like a pro reading it.)

[chimindity]

I hate living with you

Summary | stepbro!rafe seems not to be happy with his new stepsister.

Pairing | stepbro!rafe x reader

Warning | Rafe doing drugs, angst but fluff at the end, reader accidentally hurts her hand.

A/N | this is my first fic omg!! there's no proof read but feel free to correct me if there's any mistake.

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Rafe Cameron, your stepbrother, since your mom got married with Ward, you have to live with him as you are now part of his family.

The bad thing about this new lifestyle is that you don't really get along along with Rafe, even though you did nothing to him that could make him hate you.

-"why do I always have to brin' you with me, everywhere I go, uhh?" He huffs closing the front door behind you, not even daring to look at you.

-"I- I just could I have stayed home, I mean—" he cuts you off, finally glancing at you, his facial expression seems to be annoyed at your presence, -"j-just shut up, kay'? Can't let you stay in my house, alone".

You don't respond but nodd at his words, following him behind, the silence is thick only the sounds of your footsteps are being heard.

Few minutes later, you two have finally reach at barry's, walking on the little path Rafe raises his hand to knock on the door and step back as the door opens, a brown-haired man appears, who same to be the same age as Rafe, a man you have never seen before.

-"ayo country club, s'that your lil sis behind?" the man speaks glancing at you, a smirk appears on his face as he catches you trying to hide your smile.

You couldn't see but Rafe rolls his eyes as he walks in Barry's trailer, -"nah dude, step, step sister" he sits down legs spreads, looking at you as you come closer to the couch timidly.

-"here take a seat lovely, what's your name?" Barry speaks as he pats the couch beside Rafe, eyeing every moves you make.

-"I'm Y/n" you say smiling at him, hearing Rafe groaning at your nice behaviour, as Barry nodds smiling back at you, -"a'ight hey cut that shit out, m'here to get some drugs n-not to act all flirty and shit" Rafe finally speaks massaging his temples.

-"cmon country club you need to chill out, here take this, feel like you need good stuff" Barry throw a little package on the table, which contains white powder as he leans back on the couch, where you sit between him and Rafe.

-"nah shit man how much do I owe you for that?" Rafe smirks as he takes the package creating a thin white line on the glass table.

Closing one side of his nose and sniffs, -"you're good s'on the house" barry speaks as he looks at you getting tensed.

Finally Rafe leans back feeling euphoric as he wipes his nose clean from any left residue, -"that's the best yayo ever, i'm tellin' you". He says as you watch his pupils dilating.

-"wanna be a big girl and try it?" Barry smirks putting his hand on your thighs making you gasp, Rafe immediately glance at you sighting barry's hand grabbing your thigh.

-"hm I don't kn-"

Rafe cuts you off, -"the fuck, are you out of y'mind?" Barry smiles looking at you ignoring Rafe "one line won't hurt the princess dude" as soon as Rafe hears the nickname leaves Barry's mouth, he gives him a death stare.

-"kay' kay', country club I take it back" Barry raises his hands up his head as an apology.

They both watch you getting anxious, fidgeting with the hem of your pink sundress Rafe tsks you as he rolls his eyes, thinking how you always want to seek attention from anyone.

You glance down at Barry as he kneels down to look at you "are you always this quiet, lil one?" He smirks tucking some strands of your hair behind your ear, making you blush and smiling at his sentence.

Rafe was looking at the both of you until he stands up still looking at you from the corner of his eyes.

-"a'ight, we need to leave now, Y/n come on" Rafe handshakes Barry meanwhile you wave your hand at him, a smile lights up on your face as he waves back at you.

Barry closes the door behind the two of you.

-"always craving attention uh?" He spits not even glancing at you, as you both walk your way back home, being taken back by what he said, feeling confused.

-"w-what d'you mean?" You ask tilting your head to the side as a sign of confusion, Rafe turns back to look at you, the anger starting to grow in him as you stands in your pink sundress looking full of pureness.

Rafe comes closer to you, feeling vulnerable you step back, he raises his hands wanting to release his anger on you, as he is about to wrap his hand around your neck, there's something holding back in him, making him pulls his hand away from you.

You look up at him with fear, your eyes widen as you watch him sighing, sliding his hand through his hair, looking away from you.

-"shit, I mean, aren't you tired of being a attention seeker?" Rafe finally speaks, not even daring to look at you, you feel upset at his words.

As you both make your way back to the house, he goes in his room, as you make your way to the kitchen, preparing all the stuff to prepare a sandwich.

Always wanting to be nice to your stepbrother even though he could be the meanest person ever.

You cut the bread lengthwise, not paying attention when suddenly, -"ouch!" You squeal, the tip of the sharp knife cuts the palm of your hand, you try to not mind it as you focus on finishing his sandwich, even if dribbles of blood oozes from the wound.

After a lot of struggling, you are finally done with it, you walk upstair careful on not to make too much noise affraid it would annoy him.

Peeking your head around the corner of his bedroom, holding his sandwich firmly in your hands,

-"Rafey? Uh I made you a sandwich incase you're hungry" you say shyly afraid of what his reaction could be.

He stops what he's doing to look at you as you step in his room, Rafe comes closer to you noticing how your body is shaking, not daring to look up at him.

-"uh yeah, thanks that's sweet" he speaks in a lower tone taking the sandwich of your hands, closing the door behind you as soon as you leave his room.

You release the breath you didn't even know you were holding, and go back to the kitchen making yourself a bowl of cereales and lay down on the brown couch, watching a cartoon.

Few giggles left you mouth full of cereales as some footsteps are being heard from downstairs, you stop chewing looking at the door when Rafe shows up.

-"are you bein' serious about what you're watchin' on tv?" He says in a harsh tone rolling his eyes as he notices the bowl of cereales in your laps.

You try to not mind him and keep chewing, still feeling his eyes on you, -"you're really childish, jeez" he speaks to himself as he grabs a can from the fridge, then sitting down on the sofa beside the couch where you are sitting.

While opening his can he looks at you, eyes starting to well up with tears, you say nothing and act like his words doesn't affect you. But it indeed does affect you.

-"what? M'just saying the truth, not my fault you're a cry baby" he smirks, if his plan was to make you feel embarrased it definitely worked.

What he hasn't noticed is the blood on your palm.

Until he stands up looking for the remote, he goes beside you throwing some of your pillows, his eyes lands on your fresh wound, you notice his facial features soften.

-"Y/n? What the fuck did you do?" He huffs looking at you as you try to avoid his gaze.

"s'nothing" you lie hoping it would quickly make him changes the subject, as he's about to touch you, you startle which quickly pulls him away, -" noo.." you mumble, your body tenses up, looking up at him your eyes full of fear.

-"got it, next time you getting hurt don't bother calling me cause I ain't coming to rescue you" he says feeling offended, leaving the living room as he walks back upstair in his room getting ready to sleep.

You slowly stand up from the couch, looking by yourself the first aid kit, walking to the bathroom you climb on the dressing table, to reach the little red box.

After turning the light off you tiptoe making your way to your room, sitting up on your bed, ready to clean the wound.

Biting down on one of your plushie to prevent from whimpers that could leave your mouth as you disinfect your injury, you struggle cleaning it slowly giving up.

You don't even notice Rafe's door opens, until his tall frame appears in your room, his eyes are full of guilt.

-"Y/n?" He talks in a soft tone.

-"mhm?" You raises your head up looking at him, as he sight the first aid kit beside you on your bed.

He walks near you sitting at the edge of your bed, -"here, listen m'sorry kay'? I shouldn't act rude and mean towards you uh yeah" he apologies, expecting you to push him away again, until he sees that little smile on your face.

-"w-why are you smilin' for?" He asks confuse, it only makes you smile even more.

-"nothing, i just love when you act nice with me that's all" you mumble as his heart aches at your pure reaction, feeling even more guilty.

-"yeah yeah give me your hand, lemme do it" he says trying to hide the fact that he's blushing.

He takes gently your hand in his, as he pickes up a pink band-aid, showing it to you. -"want this one?" He smiles watching your face lights up, a look pure of kindness, how could you still be nice toward him? He has only been nothing but mean to you.

-"yeah I know you would" he says, gently placing it on your injury and kissing your hand.

-"Barry called me few minutes ago, and uh I wanted to apologies, for being rude toward you all the time, i just didn't expect you to be like this, you're too pure for having a brother like me" he says looking at you as if you were the most precious thing in his life.

You stand up from your bed, slowly wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pulling him in a hug, -"s'okay Rafey, I forgive you" you smile against his neck.

-"I love you my pretty sister" he hugs you tighter almost suffocating you, trapping in his arms, smelling your soft fragrance.

You pull your face away from the hug, looking up at him giving him a peck on the cheek,-"I love you too Rafey".

He blushes even more and start kissing all over your face, -"m' the luckiest step brother ever" he says between each kisses.

-"Rafeee!" You whine but can't help blushing at finally for the first time feeling safe around him.

-"aww how does it feel to be trapped in your brother's arms mh?" He laughs on the crook of your neck, holding you in his arms.

-"s'feel amazing Rafe" you blush at his words, enjoying every moment of the kindness of your step brother.

[nattikay]

Avatar but with Na'vi captions/subtitles Na'vi → English and English → Na'vi

Detailed notes under cut!

[edit] Correcting a few slips and typos:

Rolo'a nìtxan tsaw tsaw should be tsakem because the thing he's referring to is an action

fko a ralpeng tìkanti Eywayä fko should be 'awpo

Fmoli kivar ayoe sawtuteti alahe Sawtuteti should be sawtuteru; the sky people were the students, not the lesson 😅 this one was a particularly dumb slip on my part and I'm not sure how I missed it, hìtxoa ma eylan, krro krro lu oe skxawng 🙃

For peng san Toruk Makto syaw foru Foru should be ayngaru; I got caught up in the original English "calls to them" and forgot that I set it up in Na'vi as a direct quote so it should be "calls to you" 🙃 gosh i miss kelutral emojis these regular ones just aren't the same i need Derp ;w;

Corrections complete, now back to the original notes:

I have been wanting to do something like this for a while. I initially planned to do more scenes, but was having trouble finding the clips (unfortunately I don't have a full editable copy of A1 like I do with A2...that said, if anyone knows where i might source such a thing...let me know >_>)

At first I planned to add only captions (plus accurate subtitles, because as you can see the official ones can be a bit ehhhh lol) for the actual spoken Na'vi, but then halfway through editing I was like "lol y'know what'd be funny, if I also translated all the English dialogue into Na'vi". so i did ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

That said, on to the more specific notes:

Na'vi → English

First a disclaimer that any "corrections" are made for nerdy/educational purposes, not to say "haha look at these dumb actors who can't speak right". Memorizing lines in a foreign language is hard, and I'm sure delivering those lines while acting is even harder! It makes sense that there'll be mispronunciations, accidentally dropped words, smoothing over tìftang, etc. Plus, practically speaking, the number of people in the general audience who know or care whether the Na'vi is mispronounced is....................extremely small, so ^^; yeah.

Unfortunately for me I am part of that extremely small number, so as someone who studies and teaches this language as a hobby, I still felt obligated to make a note of some of the more glaring errors, hence the "actor transcription" slot that sometimes appears, which is there to contrast the intended line with what the actor actually said if and when they're different.

Learners, please note that just because I didn't include an actor transcription doesn't necessarily mean the line was pronounced perfectly—there are a lot of small vowel slips etc. that I didn't bother to "correct" because I felt it was still understandable even if it's technically inaccurate (mixing up a/ä is a common one for instance, as is mixing up i/ì/e), and catching all of them would've taken far more time ^^; That said, admittedly which ones counted as "I should note this" and which ones were "I'll let that slide" was a bit played by ear but w/e, hopefully it is still useful or at least interesting ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i apologize to Mo'at for adding extra ???? to one of her transcribed lines, I was tired when I made that panel lol

English → Na'vi

Making the Na'vi → English section is fairly straightforward, as I didn't really have to do any of the translating—all the canon lines are freely available online and have been for years. I just had to edit them into the video. For the English → Na'vi section, however, I had to do the translating myself—and therefore feel the need to go through it a little more line-by-line, to justify some of my decisions hrh.

It's nice to meet you, sir → Lu sìltsan fwa ultxarun ngengati Two things about this line: one, I was a little stuck on whether I should use ultxa si (to meet intentionally) or ultxarun (to meet by chance/to encounter). I ended up going with ultxarun because ultxa si made it sound to me more like this meeting had been arranged, which of course it hadn't. Jake may not have "encountered" Eytukan in the sense of stumbling across him in the woods, but he certainly didn't set out with the intention to meet him; the chance circumstances just kinda brought him here.

Two, Na'vi (as far as we currently know) doesn't really have separate honorifics like "sir" or "ma'am". What it does have, though, is formal first- and second-person pronouns, so I used the formal ngenga instead of the casual nga to indicate the (attempted) respectful attitude of "sir".

three, i so wanted to bop Jake on the head while editing this lol, buddy your skxawng is showing

one who interprets the will of Eywa → fko a ralpeng tìkanit Eywayä Initially I was going to translate "will" as tìnew (want/desire), but then changed it to tìkan (aim/purpose/goal/intention). Tìnew sounded more to me like Eywa is discreetly requesting specific actions which the tsahìk must interpret and answer to, while tìkan sounded more like Eywa is just doing her Eywa thing and the tsahìk is simply interpreting what that means, which felt more accurate to me.

What are you called? → Pefya fko syaw ngaru? No need to justify this one, it's pretty straightforward lol—I just think it's fun that she worded it that way in English, because "how does one call to you?" is the standard way of asking someone's identity in Na'vi!

It is hard to fill a cup which is already full → Lu ngäzìk fwa teya si tsngalur a lu teya mi again no justifying really needed, I was just kinda proud of this line because I made it rhyme lol

Jarhead clan → olo' alu Sähena-re'o Na'vi doesn't typically describe nouns with other nouns like that (sähena-re'o), but I felt like it worked for Jake's spitballing. plus Eytukan's about to drop the term "uniltìranyu-tsamsiyu" in the next few lines anyways so i think i can get a pass lol

For my people → Suteri oeyä Ok, for such a short little line this one definitely had me conflicted. If I were to translate the full line "I was afraid for my people", I would say suteri oeyä oe txopu soli (lit. "concerning my people, I was afraid"). In the forest dialect the topical is always supposed to come at the beginning of the sentence. However, that's not how Neytiri delivers the line, and I wanted to keep it consistent with her delivery. In the end I decided that fudging the "topical must come first" rule here was ok here because she is essentially saying "I was afraid", realizing that Jake might not understand what she meant, then doubling back to clarify "for my people".

I considered using fpi ("for the sake of/for the benefit of") instead of the topical, but that felt off, as if Neytiri being afraid somehow benefitted the clan.

I also considered using Na'vi instead of sute—I'd have to drop the oeyä for this because "my the People" sounds silly, but "I was afraid for the People" as in the Na'vi as a whole would make sense here. However, a standalone "Na'viri" just didn't look right to me, and while fpi Na'vi/Na'vifpi" looked a little better, I'd already decided that fpi wasn't quite what I wanted.

So, in the end I stuck with suteri oeyä concerning my people.

Jake's and Tsu'tey's speech

This one gets its own little section because it was an interesting case; I'm basically redoing Tsu'tey's job. Now, if you take the entirety of Jake's speech and line it up with the entirety of Tsu'tey's translation, it's pretty good; they do basically say the same thing (I suspect this is actually what happened lol, that KP was given the full speech and asked to translate it and said "yeah ok" and wrote Tsu'tey's version).

As you can see, though, when you go through it line-by-line the way it's delivered in the movie, it's....not always quite accurate lol. So I made a version that was a more literal to Jake's speech line-by-line.

On that note, I've noticed that KP tends to really prefer the shortened versions of case endings ("for" vs "foru" etc.) I like them sometimes ("oey" and "ngey" have really been growing on me lately lol), but as a personal style preference I wouldn't have used them in all the same places he does (this is 100% a personal preference thing that will vary between speakers, neither is more or less "correct"). That said, if and when one of the lines I translated wound up being very similar to what Tsu'tey already said, out of respect for the original I went ahead and kept the same shortened endings, as well as matching the word order.

You ride out as fast as the wind can carry you → Kämakto nìwin nìfya'o a win nìftxan na hufwe atusul Literally, "ride out in a manner as fast as the running wind".

Ngl I actually VASTLY prefer Tsu'tey's version of this one lol. "May the wind propel you" is a lovely "meaning-not-words" interpretation and I like it a lot. However, for comparisons' sake I wanted to do one that was closer to Jake's original line. That said, I'm not surprised they went with a less literal translation for this line because "as fast as the wind can carry you" is actually really hard to pull off grammatically in Na'vi. It'd have to be like "as fast as the wind's ability which is to carry you" or smth, which just sounded clunky imo. So I decided that "as fast as the running wind" was a good middle ground. Not as clean or poetic as Tsu'tey's interpretation, but techincally closer to Jake's original line without being too clunky.

peng san I'm not sure if the quotation opener is strictly necessary here but it felt more cohesive to have it in my personal opinion, so I added it to mine but didn't mark it as a mistake in Tsu'tey's.

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and uhhhhh that's it I think. Perhaps one day I will make a part 2 if I get access to more scenes. I also already have an English → Na'vi translation of an A2 scene that I'm gonna make into a subtitled video one of these days. I'd love to do a Na'vi → English for A2 as well, but unfortunately we don't currently have a complete list of the Na'vi lines for A2 like we do for A1, and as you have seen here actor delivery can make it very hard to translate by ear, even for experienced learners. Maybe someday...

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Dilf!Jake w his little halloween traditions from earth (no smut🙄)

You rest under the weaved roof of your tent, holding your baby against your chest. His soft coos mix in with the sound of soft wind blowing on Pandora.

"Lawnol a mì te’lan," you sing softly, almost whispering. Jake's ears perk from outside. He sits quaintly on his knees, parallel to the entrance of the tent. His pupils dilate as he turns his head and peeks at you and his son. His eyes burn into the side of your head.

You don't notice. You don't catch him admiring the way your eyes stare lovingly at your boy, or at how the beads in your hair sit perfectly and compliment your features. Your beautiful baby, Neteyam, relaxes in your arms while you stroke his head with your thumb.

"Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe," you sing another line of your songcord, closing your eyes in peace with your child. Jake's heart flutters. You slowly swivel your body, ensuring to keep Neteyam asleep. You rise up from the ground and tip toe to the baby cradle. A sharp inhale leaves your mouth as you set him down, sighing as he squirms in his sleep.

Your head snaps around as something scurries past the entrance of the tent. You kneel to the ground, peering out. Your ears perk up as you hear the scraping and cutting of wood. A maternal instinct kicks in. Your pupils contract.

Your feet tap on the floor lightly as you scoot towards the noise, turning around after every few steps to check on Neteyam. You push the flaps of the tent away and put your eyes on Jake. He sits and holds an ovular shaped piece of wood, carving it attentively with his adorned dagger. The expression on his face is concentrated. His brows are furrowed and he grinds his teeth.

You sigh in relief and scamper to him, like a spider. He looks up when he sees you, his face softening.

"Ma'Jake, you scared me," you take a knee next to him and place your hand on his broad shoulder. His hair is tied back and he brushes off his craft with his fingers, catching your attention. Your eyes widen as you stare at it in awe. It is shaped like a strange face, hollowed out on the inside, having an eye-like droopy feature with holes and a saggy mouth.

"How's my beautiful baby mama?" he smiles and watches your face, but you don't look up.

"I did not know you were an artisan, a maker of crafts," you reach out and rub the item. "What do you call this?" your voice is filled with wonder and curiosity. You are thrilled by Jake's new creation.

"On Earth, around this time, the sky people have a celebration. Called Halloween. We eat sweets and...dress up. Look," he holds it up to his face, making it look like he has long eyes and a droopy mouth. Your ears fold back and you laugh. Jake takes it down and looks at it, then drops it in his lap.

"This is a mask, um," he struggles to explain the concept to you. A native Na'vi would not understand this easily, but you try your best. "We have a lot of characters and stories on earth. So we make masks and clothes to be them, this mask is a ghost face, like aungia," he picks it up, giving you a second to look at it.

"Eltur tìtxen si!" you grab it from his hand. You think it is so beautiful. Often, sky people and their ideas upset you. They are very violent and close-minded to you. But this was different. A unique celebration that they had. You never saw anyone else talk about it, but you were intrigued.

"You put it on your face, to pretend," Jake tells you. You listen to him and hold it up, turning your face to him. He chuckles and looks down at the ground.

"We'll make a small one, for Neteyam! And then we'll pick berries and eat sweets!" you're jumping with excitement as you take the mask off and hold it up against your chest. Jake nods in approval, with a smile that reaches his eyes.

"We'll have to share the food, too. Give it out to other people," he says.

"Of course! Even better," you sigh and lean into his arms, setting the mask aside.

(Sorry y’all this was really bad)

[caashmoneynae]

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HOW HIGH.

METHOD MAN AS SILAS FROM "HOW HIGH" x BLACK!FEM!OC

SUMMARY: in which Nylah receives a visit from Silas after completing her leftover work and the visit gradually turns from platonic to sexual. ✨

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𝗡𝗬𝗟𝗔𝗛 sat in her living room on the couch while she worked on unfinished college work, multiple pages of notes spread across her coffee table while her phone sat propped up against a vase of flowers that sat on the coffee table as well.

being a Harvard student seemed hard to outsiders, but in reality, it wasn't that bad. sure you had hard classes and weird teachers here and there, but it flew by like a breeze. sometimes things got hard for Nylah, but she always managed to thug it out. but it grew easier to thug out when she met Silas and Jamal.

to Nylah, Silas and Jamal were just a couple of motherfuckers looking for some fun to have, and that's exactly why the three clicked the moment they met. after Nylah met them, the duo turned into a trio, and they went from two peas in a pod to three. most people were confused as to why Nylah even hung out with the men. i mean, she had straight A's, she didn't cause trouble, and she wasn't as chaotic as them, so what did she see in them?

honestly, Nylah couldn't tell you the answer. but when they came around, she just knew she'd always be smiling and laughing.

"Silas, i'm doin' work, how long you gon' keep buggin' me?" Nylah asked, glancing over at her propped-up phone, as she looked between her notes and the teacher's notes for the Black History test and wrote down what was important for her upcoming test, earning a smack from Silas's lips.

"girl, i know you ain't doin' that white man's work. you got betta' shit that can occupy yo' time." Silas mugged, making Nylah playfully roll her eyes, as she sat down her pencil and sat up straight, looking over at her phone and mugging him back.

"what's better for me to occupy my time with, Si?" Nylah mugged, raising a brow, as Silas chuckled before smiling, adjusting his beanie on his head while he ran his tongue over his lips.

"obviously me, shorty." Silas smiled, earning a laugh from Nylah, as she jokingly mugged him for a second time before going back to her work.

"whatever, boy—"

"ayo, Silas— ooh, who you on the phone wit'?" suddenly, Jamal's head poked into Silas's camera and Nylah raised her head at the sound of the familiar voice, a low chuckle coming from her lips once she recognized it, "oh, wassup, Ny!"

"hey, J." Nylah laughed as Silas smacked his lips and mushed Jamal's head, pushing him away from his phone before bucking at him.

"Jamal, move, son." Silas mugged as Jamal laughed before mugging him back, mirroring his actions while he bucked at him.

"don't be mad at me 'cause yo' girl wanna talk to me and not you." Jamal mugged, sticking his tongue out at the man, as Nylah blushed a bit at being referred to as Silas's "girl" and she quickly hid her face from her camera, pretending that she had dropped something in an attempt to hide her flushed face.

Nylah had an attraction to Silas, and it grew harder to keep under wraps each day. with him constantly flirting with her and them being shipped together nearly every time someone saw them together, it only increased her feelings more. sometimes she wanted to feed into his flirting with her and flirt back, but she was afraid. she felt like he had an attraction toward her too, but she didn't wanna make a fool out of herself if she was wrong, so she never made a move.

but since we're on the topic of her attraction to Silas, let's talk about sexual attraction.

Nylah's sexual attraction to Silas was nearly as strong as her crush on him, and she couldn't help it. his voice was deep and smooth like silk with a little rasp to it and he always smelled oh so good, which only pulled Nylah to him more. but the way he licked his blunts? that was enough to make her bend over and arch her back for him.

the way he sealed the blunts shut with his tongue and glided his wet muscle across the rolling paper whenever it wasn't sealed enough gave Nylah butterflies, and not in her stomach. sometimes she caught herself wishing she could be the blunt on his tongue, but she brushed off the thought. however, that didn't stop it from lingering in her mind.

she honestly hoped he felt the same way she did, but even if he didn't that wouldn't stop those dreaming eyes of hers.

"you betta' be glad my woman callin' fo' me or i'll beat yo' ass." Jamal's voice knocked Nylah out of her thoughts and she looked back at her phone, seeing Jamal seemingly check his message thread with Jaime, as he smirked and looked over at Silas.

"you ain't gon' beat shit, you light-skinned ass green bean." Silas mugged, making Nylah stifle a laugh, as Jamal flipped him off before grabbing his jacket and making his way to the door of the dorm room.

"holla!" Jamal exclaimed with a smile before exiting the dorm and slamming the door behind him, earning an eye roll from Silas while he turned his attention back to Nylah.

"surprised you ain't forget i was here since you and Jamal like each other so much." Nylah joked, making Silas smack his lips, as a small smile crossed his lips and Nylah looked over at her phone, chuckling at seeing a smile on his face.

"always somewhere tryna be funny." Silas mugged Nylah, making her laugh, as he stood up from the couch and grabbed his car keys.

"first of all, i'm a licensed comedian, don't be hatin'." Nylah mugged, sticking her tongue out at the male, as Silas laughed at her antics before shaking his head.

"i'm finna come by yo' crib, Ms. Wannabe Comedian. make sure you finished with that work befo' i get ova' there." Silas joked, walking out of his dorm room, as Nylah chuckled and playfully rolled her eyes.

"boy please, you ain't nobody's daddy. and how i'm gon' be done with it if you playin' on my phone?" Nylah asked, raising a brow, as Silas shrugged.

"i am yo' daddy, girl, you betta' recognize. and you got time. bye, little one." before Nylah could respond, Silas had already hung up in her face, making her smack her lips, as she chuckled and shook her head, turning her phone off and placing it to the side.

"fuckin' hate his stupid ass."

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Nylah sighed in contentment as she looked down at her finished work with a smile, grabbing her folder while she began sliding her papers inside of the pockets. in the middle of her putting away her work, Nylah heard keys jingling outside her door and she glanced up at it, chuckling once she figured out who it was. as if on cue with her grabbing her backpack and slipping her folder inside of it, the front door to her house opened, revealing the man of the hour: Silas.

"aw, look at you. done with that work. see that's what happens when you listen to ya daddy." Silas joked, closing and locking the door behind him, as Nylah chuckled a little and shook her head, playfully rolling her eyes while she stood up from the couch and made her way over to him.

"all you know how to do is talk shit." Nylah mugged the man, making him laugh, as the two met each other halfway and hugged, embracing one another while Nylah's head rested on his chest.

"yeah, yeah," Silas chuckled lowly, thumping Nylah in the back, as he kissed her temple and rested his chin against her head, "how you feelin' tho', shorty?"

"i'm good, Si. this work ain't too much i can handle." Nylah muttered against his chest, earning a chuckle from the male, as Silas's fingertips gently caressed her lower back and she slightly shivered against his body, tingles shooting through her limbs while she took in the scent of his cologne.

moments like this are the ones Nylah loved the most. she loved to be in his embrace because she felt safe. she felt as if nothing could go wrong when she was in his arms, and she loved the feeling dearly. however, him being so affectionate to her didn't help her growing attraction toward him, but she didn't mind.

as long as he was near to her, she didn't care.

"what about you? how you feelin'? Jamal ain't bothering you too much, is he?" Nylah asked, looking up at the man with a playful smirk, as Silas chuckled and rolled his eyes at the mention of Jamal, the two pulling away from the hug and making their way to Nylah's couch.

"Jamal always botherin' somebody, Ny. that's all the boy knows how to do." Silas chuckled, making Nylah laugh a little, as the two sat down on her couch and Silas placed his mini backpack down against the side of the furniture, slipping out of his two jackets and revealing his gray t-shirt while he laid his jackets on the coffee table.

"every time i see you, you always got on a damn durag- do you ever let yo' damn hair breathe?" Nylah scolded him, taking off his beanie and revealing an orange durag with a light gray bandanna tied around it, as Silas smacked his lips before mugging her.

"first of all, i let my hair breathe this mornin' befo' i wrapped it back up. mind yours, little one." Silas mugged as Nylah tossed his beanie on top of his jacket and grabbed the bandanna from his head, slipping it around her afro puff that sat like a crown on her head.

the nickname "little one" comes from the fact that Nylah is not only shorter than him, but Jamal as well. even though the woman was only of average height and wasn't that short - standing at around 5'6-5'7 - that didn't stop Silas from teasing her.

"i'm surprised you even did that. you always so hardheaded." Nylah chuckled, adjusting the bandanna on her head, as she ran her fingers over Silas's durag and he looked over at her, a small smile creeping onto his face before he mugged her.

"shut up befo' i take my weed away from you." Silas threatened, grabbing his mini backpack, as he pulled out a ziplock bag of two pre-rolled blunts, a ziplock bag of rolling papers and weed, and a lighter, making Nylah laugh a little.

"you just came over here to smoke with me, didn't you?" Nylah laughed, making Silas smile a little, as the male grabbed her arm and placed it behind his head, laying his head against it while he tossed bags of weed and roller papers on the coffee table.

"maybe." Silas playfully shrugged with a smile, opening the bag of pre-rolled blunts, as he held one of the blunts to his lips and grabbed his lighter, igniting the cannabis and inhaling while he sat the lighter in his lap once the blunt lit.

Nylah watched Silas's plump pink lips wrap around the blunt as he pulled away from it and smoke slowly fell from his lips in a cloud-like form, making her absentmindedly squeeze her thighs together while Silas's brown eyes found hers.

"peer pressure. peer pressure. peer pressure. peer pressure." Silas joked, a playful smirk on his lips, as he waved the blunt around in Nylah's face and Nylah laughed before taking the blunt from his fingers, earning a laugh from the male while he stuck his tongue out at her.

"you a pain in my ass, you know that, right?" Nylah chuckled, playfully rolling her eyes, as she placed the blunt to her lips and inhaled, Silas's eyes watching her every movement while he licked his lips at her.

"you love my ass tho'. puff puff pass, little one."

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Nylah and Silas sat slumped against the couch cracking jokes as they passed their third blunt around, Silas's head leaned on Nylah's shoulder while her left leg rested on top of his right one. the living room smelled of marijuana and their eyes were a shade of blood burgundy, a dumb smile resting on both of their faces while their unoccupied hands entwined with each other.

they couldn't tell you how they got into this position, but just know that Silas grows the best weed.

"...and i'm kinda studyin' to be like a nurse and shit, but then at the same time i wanna be a dancer, you know? then at the same time, i don't know what i wanna do... you feel me, right?" Nylah rambled lowly, looking down at Silas, as his reddish-brown eyes looked back up into hers and he rested his hand on top of her leg, gently caressing her calf while Nylah's body tingled under his touch for a second time.

"i feel you, shorty. but i know you can do whateva' you put ya mind to. you're a fuckin' genius, girl." Silas answered in a low tone - one identical to Nylah's - as his eyes flickered between her eyes and lips and his hand moved higher on her leg, now gently caressing her upper thigh while Nylah's breathing slightly hitched.

the room filled with comfortable silence between the two and the sexual tension in the atmosphere grew thicker - so thick that you could slice it with a knife - as Silas raised his head from the woman's shoulder and moved it into the crook of her neck, inhaling her natural vanilla scent before peppering kisses onto her skin.

"Nylah, when you gon' stop playin' and be mines fo'real?" Silas muttered against her neck, causing Nylah's lips to fall ajar, as his hand moved to her mid-thigh and Nylah felt her panties begin to dampen, her hand squeezing his before she placed it on the back of his head.

"...w-what do you mean?" Nylah muttered breathily, feeling Silas's lips trail closer to her sweet spot, as he gently grabbed the side of her face and leaned her head to the side, giving him more access to her neck while he created light purple marks on it.

"i'm feelin' you, shorty, and i know you feelin' me too... so let's just stop playin' and do it." Silas muttered, referring to two different things at once, as his warm palm found her inner thighs and he caressed it lovingly, sliding his hand underneath her oversized shirt and into the waistline of her biker shorts.

Nylah's mouth fell open, her eyes fluttering a little, as she felt the man's fingers massage her clit through her panties, making a few feeble whimpers fall from her parted lips while she bucked her hips on his fingers. Silas's raised his head from her neck, their eyes meeting once he did so, as he placed his forehead against hers and pulled her panties to the side, biting down on his lip once he felt how wet she was.

"say it... tell me you're mine." Silas whispered, sliding his middle finger inside of her wet entrance, as Nylah gasped softly and her brows lightly furrowed, gently rocking her hips back and forth onto his finger while she moaned softly.

"...i'm yours, Silas."

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"oh, baby... mmh." Nylah whimpered, biting down on her lip, as she gripped Silas's back and her brows furrowed, a warm tongue gliding across her neck while her mouth fell open.

Nylah would've never guessed this would've happened, at least not this soon. this was practically what she dreamed of - Silas on top of her while he gave her passionate strokes like his life depended on it. it honestly felt like a dream, but Nylah could tell it wasn't even close to one. like i said before: they couldn't tell you how they got into this position. but they sure as hell weren't high anymore.

Silas's hips gyrated in a slow motion as his phallus made its way in and out of her slick walls, letting the woman get used to his size. to say he was big was an understatement, but that's the only word that could come to Nylah's mind. he was bigger than anybody else she's ever had sex with - and bigger than what she had imagined - so she didn't know how she was gonna take him, but so far she was doing a good job.

"i been waitin' for this shit for so long, girl. you don't even know how many times i done thought about havin' yo' pretty ass like this." Silas whispered in the woman's ear, gently kissing her earlobe, as Nylah weakly whimpered before biting down on her bottom lip, cupping the back of Silas's head in her hand while her other hand gently clawed at his back.

"i've wanted to hear you moan my name for so damn long. i just knew you'd sound so pretty sayin' it. say it for me, baby." Silas whispered, grabbing one of Nylah's legs and hiking it up to his waist, as he caressed her thigh and sunk deeper into her slick entrance, making her mouth fall open while her brows furrowed.

"S-Silas... fuck, you're so deep." Nylah whined softly, goosebumps creeping onto her brown skin, as Silas softly groaned against her ear and Nylah felt herself become wetter from the erotic noise, a moan falling from her lips due to the sound.

"you sound so fuckin' sexy moanin' for me, you know that? say my name again, beautiful. let me know how it feels." Silas muttered in her ear, a low grunt coming from his lips at feeling her walls contract around him, as he sped up his strokes to a steady pace and Nylah's lips fell ajar, her eyes rolling back while her brows furrowed a little.

"S-Silas! oh, fuck!" Nylah moaned loudly, her legs absentmindedly wrapping around the man's waist, as Silas raised his head from her neck and rested his forehead against hers, their eyes locking while butterflies flooded her stomach.

their pupils dilated in love and a little bit of lust as Silas grabbed Nylah's hands from his back and pinned them down on the couch, his fingers entwining with hers while the lovers gripped each other's hands. Nylah's butterflies transferred from her stomach to Silas's, and the veins in his length throbbed at the feeling of them. judging by the similar feelings the two felt, they knew this wasn't just sex.

this was love.

"...S-Silas..." Nylah moaned softly, looking into the man's eyes, as Silas groaned a little before biting down on his bottom lip.

"yeah, baby?" Silas grunted softly, making Nylah's brown face flush a little, as she gently squeezed his hands and bit down on her lip

"i... i love you..." Nylah whispered, a small whimper falling from her lips, as a small smile crept onto her face and Silas stared at her for a few seconds before smiling back at her, moving his lips down to hers while the lovers engaged in a slow and loving lip lock.

and there it was. their feelings out in the open and exposed. no longer having to hide how they felt due to whatever internal reason, and it felt great. their lips moved in sync as Nylah moaned in his mouth, her bottom lip resting between his plump pair while he tugged at it gently. letting go of her now swollen lip, Silas's eyes opened and met hers, a soft chuckle falling from his lips before he pecked hers.

"I fuckin' love yo' ass too, girl."

[lina-lovebug]

Bleeding Hearts

Part 11

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“Lie si oe Neteyamur

Nawma sa'nokur mìfa oeyä

Atanti ngal molunge

Mipa tìreyti, mipa 'itanti

Lawnol a mì te'lan

 

Lawnol a mì te'lan

Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, tonìri-”

I felt like my spirit was breaking apart. I felt that I had lost my connection to Eywa, or that I was losing a part of myself trapped in this cage. Spider seemed to be welcomed with them, which I despised, but atleast he felt some peace while a constant fight was raging within me.

It was the middle of the night, so when I heard the door click, I immediately backed away into a corner.

“I’ll stop,” I told him.

“That was you?” He questioned.

“Yes.”

“Oh. . .it sounds nice,” He was trying to appeal to me.

“Liar,” I retorted.

“I don’t hate everything-” When he started towards me, I forced my back to the wall and he stopped.

His eyes looked concerned and worried. Perhaps for me, or perhaps he was faking it. 

Either way, I could not trust him.

“Look, I’ll put these here,” He set down his weapon and pushed it to his side of the wall, as well as the rtestraints. “And you tell me what you were singing.”

“Why are you so interested?” I questioned, sitting across from him. Sure, he could have done this to try and get me in a vulnerable position, but I know my own strength.

And a dying animal is the most dangerous.

“Couldn’t sleep, and then I heard a little voice singing.”

I raised my brow, “you are bored. That is not interest.”

He shrugged his shoulders, “sing and I’ll be out of your hair.”

I eyed him but I had nothing else to do. So if this got him far from me, then so be it.

“Lie si oe Neteyamur

Nawma sa'nokur mìfa oeyä

 

Atanti ngal molunge

 

Mipa tìreyti, mipa 'itanti

 

Lawnol a mì te'lan

 

Lawnol a mì te'lan”

 

I stopped momentarily to catch a small breath, but found him staring at me.

 

“Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, tonìri tìreyä

 

Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, srrìri tìreyä

 

Ma Eywa

 

Ma Eywa

 

Zola'u nìprrte' ma Kiri

 

Ngati oel munge soaiane

 

Lie si oe atanur

 

Pähem parul, tì'ongokx 'awtuta

 

Lawnol a mì te'lan

 

Lawnol a mì te'lan”

He didn’t break eye contact. It felt like a stare of wonder and awe rather than one of disgust.

 

And it made me feel weird.

 

“Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, tonìri tìreyä

 

Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, srrìri tìreyä

 

Ma Eywa

 

Ma Eywa.”

 

I finished, feeling better but Miles Quaritch still looked at me. 

 

“You may leave now,” I said, breaking the silence and it felt like he finally blinked.

 

“Oh, right,” He said, smiling awkwardly and getting up to take his leave. The air felt suffocating as he grabbed his weapons and set them back onto his vest.

 

“What does it mean?” He asked as he turned to look at me, still trying to look uninterested.

 

“It is a songcord. You make one for your child when they are born, and it continues on as they grow.”

 

“I thought you said you didn’t have a little one,” He said, his ears folding back.

 

“It is for Neteyam, my sisters eldest. I would sing it to him to lull him to sleep when his parents had date night,” I explained, gathering myself to sleep on the uncomfortable floor again.

 

“Oh.”

 

That damn silence. 

 

As the door clicked again, and he stepped out, he asked, “what. . .what would you name your son?”

 

“I would have to discuss that with my mate,” even though names are so sacred, I still did not wish to see him go, “but if I had a son, I think I would like Silas.”

 

He looked at me like I had just said the name of a dead mate. Like I was a spirit who came before him.

 

“That’s beautiful, Ninat’ia. Goodnight,” Was all he could manage to get out before walking away, and the door clicking behind him.

[devieuls]

ˋ The Siren Song .࿐

Lo'ak Sully x Metkayina Reader ( ONE SHOT )

Synopsis : The sea, a place of mystery and endless charm, hides secrets that only a few can understand. In a coastal village of the Metkayina clan, amidst glittering waves and imposing cliffs, there was a story as fascinating as unlikely. A young Na'vi just arrived, with strong shoulders and eyes full of curiosity, found himself trapped in the enveloping song of a mysterious young Metkayina woman. Her seductive melodies echoed in the salty air, penetrating into the hearts of everyone who heard them. Lo'ak was fascinated by that divine sound and ventured into the beach, hiding for several nights, to discover the origin of that song, remaining enchanted by the woman who sang and danced in harmony under the light of the stars… Until one night he gets caught.

Warning : None. FLUFF

Lenght : 3.5k

NA'VI WORDS : YAWNTUTSYIP: Darling, Little loved one

LO'AK: 20 y.o / Y/N: 18 y.o

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As the warm and silent night enveloped the beach of Awa'atlu, your lonely figure stood on the damp and silvery sand, as if it were pulverized with a layer of stardust, a soft lighting that danced around you. The waves crashing on the shore emitted a sweet sound of liberation, like a reassuring whisper singing a sweet melody to your ear. Their constant movement, a perpetual beat of the heart of the ocean, melted with your voice, creating a magical harmony that floated in the night air of the beach. The stars twinkled like diamonds in the night sky, while the moonbeams illuminated your makeshift stage on the beach. The ashy light danced through the waves, creating glowing reflections that seemed to applaud your talent, urging you to continue to sing for the Great Mother. Deep in the night, sea animals joined the natural beach orchestra. Seagulls croaked in the distance, like angelic choirs that responded to your notes. The waves carried with them the melodious song of the newly returned Tulkuns, a deep and powerful symphony that vibrated in the soul of Lo'ak who listened in silence from afar, hypnotized.

Lie si oe tìvawmur – I experience the darkness Atanti ngal molunge, Ma Eywa – You brought light, oh Eywa lawnol a mì te'lan – Great joy in my heart Srrìri tìreyä – For the days of life Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, Ma Eywa – We thank you, oh Eywa Tonìri tìreyä – For the nights of life

You sang with bare feet in the sand, dancing freely, emanating a magnetic aura. Your voice, intense and penetrating, hovered in the air accompanying, telling pieces of your Songcord, the dark days and happy days blessed by Eywa and her love. Your notes intertwined with the sound of the sea and the singing of marine animals, creating a unique melody that seemed to merge with infinity, and that left Lo'ak breathless and mesmerized. And so, once again on the beach, you became part of the enchanted landscape. Your music traveled along the brackish breeze, bringing with it the magic of the night and its sounds, enchanting the young Na'vi who still did not know your face. This was the seventh night that Lo'ak hid behind some rocks to listen to your voice, remaining in silence not to disturb that magic that only the darkness of the night and the ocean could reveal, admiring you from afar, finding peace in your music. Every note, every nuance of your song was like a fragment of a deep emotion, a song that told of passions, dreams and hopes.

"Are you going to hide for more nights?" You asked in the wind, while on your knees, tired from dancing for about an hour, you wet your hair on the shore of the sea. You already noticed a few nights before you had a silent spectator, but you had preferred to shut up because you didn’t know if he was waiting for the right moment to approach you, or if maybe he was just too shy to do it. So you decided to give him a chance to reveal himself to you without waiting any longer. A whirlwind of emotions takes over in Lo'ak, feeling exposed. His mind filled with excitement, fear and hope as his heart pounded in his chest. Every detail of the moment seems to amplify, making his presence even more incisive, albeit hidden. "I don’t bite, you can approach me" you continued, laughing slightly, turning your back as you waited for him to approach. Lo'ak’s eyes explored your body from behind: Your long wavy raven hair, the watery green skin that shone because of the tiny bioluminescent freckles that created constellations on your body, the loincloth folded to the side to let you sit comfortably and the threads of the top that covered your front breast. During the seven nights he watched and listened to yourself singing and dancing freely alone on the beach, you fed his dreams and fantasies about you, daydreaming of the day he would show up, studying it in his mind. He would never have imagined that your meeting could happen so directly on your part.

Lo'ak came out of his cunning hiding place and approached you. His legs trembled slightly, as his heart began to hammer so hard that he became deaf. His mind was filled with a mix of curiosity, hope and fear of disappointing you in some way, as you had captured his attention in such a powerful and innocent way. You turned your face to the side, noticing the Na'vi behind you, smiling gently and then turning around completely and being inexplicably fascinated by that mysterious guy so different from the Metkayina boys you were used to. His tight waist, his slender yet toned body, his tail thinner than yours and her hand presenting what looked like an extra finger. Your eyes then met his, remaining enchanted by those golden pools that reminded you of dawn, deep and magnetic, left you mesmerized for a while. His gaze lingered on yours, finding you enchanting, perhaps even better than he had imagined your face. "I finally see you…" You whispered with a thread of voice as your heart sped inexplicably into your chest, sending strange signals even to your stomach that began to writhe on itself. Your voice out of the song was pure hypnotic melody, as if you invited him to be amazed and run out of words in his throat, making him just breathe like a fish out of water. "I see you too… I’ve seen you before, but never… I mean, you know. Your eyes… and…" He began, going into confusion right away, thanking the little light that could hide the slight redness on his cheeks. < Idiot. > He thought to himself, while scratching his neck swallowing heavily. You laughed slightly, amused by his clumsiness around you; though you might notice that he was a belted warrior wrapping his abdomen, hardly believing that a warrior could be so careless and almost shy with a woman.

"No need to be embarrassed, sweetie, I noticed you a few nights ago. I don’t seem to have been rude enough to embarrass you, do I?" You asked while you started to wet the long braid that covered the neuronal tail, trying to put the boy at ease, looking away from him. You smiled shyly, as the boy’s strong natural scent struck your delicate sense of smell, finding it strangely delicious and pleasant, unlike that of other boys. "No, not at all… I thought I would pass more unnerved, that’s it" he admitted, looking at you from above, taking long, deep breaths, not knowing how to carry on the conversation. "You’re not from here, are you? Your skin and texture would not go unnoticed, not even your perfume." You admitted, as you implied that he was sitting next to you. Lo'ak sat down beside you, leaving some space between you two. "No, I just arrived with my family. I come from the Omatikaya clan" he said without taking his eyes off your face covered with some wavy strands of hair. "The Omatikaya clan? You come from far away. What is your name?" You turned your face towards him, looking at him in the honey puddle in his eyes, breathing in his scent. "Lo'ak… Your name instead is?" His voice made his interest and curiosity in knowing you, feeling already so close to you not only physically. "Y/n, you may not believe it but I am the singer of the Metkayina clan" Your voice was sarcastic, as you watched as a smile began to paint itself on his face, showing beautiful pearly teeth and long canines. You smiled back, happy to have managed to make the boy smile beside you, feeling that he was now less tense than before.

"Unbelievable, who would have expected it. Such a beautiful and melodious voice that acts as the main voice for the clan? Unimaginable" Lo'ak said, continuing the little game you had started. You bit your lip slightly as you carried a few curls behind your ear, looking down at his hands, which they laid on the ground. You immediately noticed that Lo'ak did not look like a real Na'vi, the presence of eyebrows, a fifth finger or the almost non-existence of the typical Na'vi cross on his abdomen, but these details only made you curious about him. "So flattering, you only heard me sing for a few nights. But thank you, compliments are always appreciated" you replied, creating a path with your eyes from his hands to his eyes. "You’re right, but that doesn’t mean your voice isn’t charming… May I ask why you always sing the same song? It’s very beautiful, but I don’t understand why you always go around the same" He bit his lip slightly as he looked at you. Even though you were sitting, you seemed so tiny near him, almost fragile, because of the height difference. "It’s my songcord. I usually sing to the Great Mother, waiting to add more important events… I like to remember my life every night, it’s a celebration of myself, to wish me the best for the future. You never sang your songcord?" Your eyes fell on his loincloth for a second, looking briefly at his songcord that was tied to his side, and then blushing when your eyes inevitably moved more to the center, noticing something you shouldn’t even notice. "No, I extend it but I don’t sing it. Sometimes I look at it and I think I’ve only had a few important events in my life, I don’t think the Great Mother would listen to me if I asked her something similar" Lo'ak’s voice had that strange aftertaste of bitterness, as if something had marked him perpetually throughout his life.

Your hand laid gently on his warm cheek, while the tip ofyour little finger brushed against the boy’s angular jaw. "The Great Mother always listens to us, no matter how little hope we have. She is here" you laid a hand on his chest, shyly. "Just… just try to live every day as if it were your last, thank her for your days and live with the knowledge that you have someone watching over you continuously. You will see that your Songcord will stretch and you will find more experiences to keep you dear to you" You answered and then get up. " You listened to my voice for seven nights in silence. I am sure you will have the same patience to listen to your voice too, the Great Mother will do the same… or she has already done it" You turned around as you began to walk. Lo'ak looked at you silently as you walked away from him. "H-hey, y/n where are you going?" He said as he rose, dusting away the sand from his cerulean skin. "It’s late, I have to get back to my marui. I reduced myself to the last minute to talk to you like this in case it was too embarrassing or worse, I could have left without you weighing it" Your voice was sincere. You turned and then smiled gently at him, with a slight and impetuous blush on the cheeks "Fortunately it went well". Lo'ak remained to admire you as you walked away, heading where all the Marui were, and smiled, turning back on the sand. His hand immediately found an object on the sand, a small blue pearl, with white reflections due to the moonlight. He squeezed it between his fingers and then carried it over his head, inspecting it against light, deciding that that pearl would end up on his songcord, sure that the encounter with you was not random, and that you would bring light on that eternal night that had enveloped him all these years.

More nights passed since then, and every night Lo'ak listened to you sing your songcord, watching as your hands caressed the beads and your smile softened every time you came to the end. Lo'ak admired you in silence, indeed, he worshipped you, feeling alive at every note that left your mouth, creating a hypnotic melody in his mind that could only make him accelerate his heart, while his hand touched his own songcord, in particular the bead that represented you. Every night he would listen to you and then you would sing him some songs from the Metkayina clan, always asking him if he had added new pearls to his songcord, and talking about all sorts of things. You liked to meet him and listen to his outbursts, creating almost a safe place around you, where he could feel safe and calm, and you too. You could say that you were completely in tune, understanding you with little, even if the meetings were limited only to the night because of the commitments of both. You never complained about this, enjoying those moments of tranquility and security. One of those nights you noticed his songcord, with a pearl that had to be of the Metkayina clan due to the shape and nuances.

"Ma Lo'ak, isn’t that a pearl of the sea on your songcord?" you asked intrigued, pointing to the songcord tied to his loincloth. "Hmm?" He looked down at the spot where you were pointing and blushed suddenly. "Y-yes… it’s a pearl of the sea, I found it the night we first spoke, I saw it and I caught it…" He said slightly embarrassed, as he looked away from you and hid his songcord, at least the end where the bead was. You laughed and then leaned your fingertips on his biceps, resting your face on his shoulder as you breathed in his perfume, making him blush from the sudden proximity. "And you decided to put it on your songcord? Is it for me?" you shamelessly asked, noticing how a shiver passed through his body and the slight redness on his cheeks. "What? Is it really for me? Aw, that’s so cute." Your voice was kind of funny, even sweet and sincere, as you teased him and pinched his arm to make him talk. "No! I mean, yes… Well, it’s- ah! y/n, stop," he said, turning his face to the side so you wouldn’t see him blushing, even though it was too late. "How cute! You’re embarrassed for so little? Oh, c'mon Lo'ak, that’s nice. I’m happy to be in your songcord as a reminder to keep in mind" You put your hand under his chin and turned him in your direction and then unbalanced yourself forward, touching your noses. "I also want you in my songcord, can I have one of your beads, please?" You asked him while your faces were separated by very little space. His eyes fell on your lips and then returned to your eyes, swallowing slightly before sighing.

"What would you like?" He answered as he moved a strand of hair behind your ear, noticing how he seemed enchanted and almost mesmerized by your eyes. "This here… can I have it?" Your eyes did not come off her, as you used your peripheral vision to wrap two fingers around a yellow bead that was on one of her braids. "I like this one. It reminds me of the suns of Pandora, the coral reef of the ocean and…" you laid a hand on his cheek, gently "your eyes." Lo'ak blushed more, making you smile. You noticed how he took off all the beads to give you the yellow one you had decided, and then rearranged them on the braid. You looked at him and silently thanked him for putting the bead in your hair, keeping it there until you get home and can add it to the songord. "I don’t understand why you get so shy when I’m so close to you" you huffed and then went backwards, laying your hands on the moist, compact sand, which offered a pleasant feeling of freshness. The waves of the ocean reflected on it, creating a shimmering and magical effect, while the stars above you reflected on your raven hair, forming almost moonlight-like spots, as if the cosmos were pouring down on you. Lo'ak looked at you with his big golden eyes, more and more mesmerized by your beauty and your being so outspoken, feeling his heart accelerate when the sea breeze brought your perfume directly into his lungs. "I’m not shy, I’m just not used to talking to girls like you" he admitted. You raised an eyebrow, not understanding the meaning of what he was saying. "You are direct, too direct y/n" you stop him. "is that bad?" He looked at you, sighing as he felt like an idiot. "No, I love this aspect of you" he admitted, looking down slightly, and then opened his eyes when you answered. "Do you love it?" you replied, smiling, as you approached him again, observing how the blush persisted on his cheeks. "Well, I love you. I mean, love it, I LIKE IT! I like your character, but I like you too. I like you as a friend, that is, I like like you, I lo-" Lo'ak panicked and you laughed and then pressed your lips on him, feeling like he froze on the spot.

The atmosphere permeates with electrifying energy as your hearts beat in unison. In the air there is a combination of excitement and shyness, your hands landed on Lo'ak’s cheeks, caressing them gently as you tried to calm him, noticing how his eyes tapered as the kiss became a little more intimate and tangible, colliding your warm tongues. His hands wrapped around your waist, caressing it with a little fear at first, then smiling when he realized you didn’t mind. You both get lost in the moment, forgetting everything else. The sea breeze caressed your faces, while the waves broke on the shore like a melody in the background, amplifying the magic of the moment. As you gently parted, he bit your lip slightly. Your looks met again, filled with joy, gratitude and a silent promise of something. Your thumbs on his cheeks rubbed slightly against his skin before you started talking. "I like you too, and not just as a friend." You whispered on his lips, blushing slightly. "I mean that I really like you, like I love you. if I didn’t understand it" You laughed softly and then slightly detached yourself from him, dropping the grip you had on his face, glad tat you finally told him. "From the first night when I discovered you and talked to you. I liked you. You looked like a helpless, shy baby Tulkun who preferred to stay hidden. You were very cute and you still are, to be honest." Lo'ak listened to you in silence, incredulous at how you were declaring yourself so naturally, as if you were talking about the most basic thing. "And I like that you’re so different from me, that you look like a bad guy from the outside, even when I run into you in the village. Swollen chest and high head, like I want to prove something to someone, even though I feel like the real you is the shy, sensitive one I’ve come to know. I thought I should tell you" Your eyes fell on Lo'ak’s, before being taken from his face and brought back in a sweet kiss. "I…" Lo'ak whispered as he pulled away from your lips, finding it already an addiction. "Me too… I like, love you y/n. Your voice, your hair, your laugh… Ma Eywa, you’re so amazing and so spontaneous. You make me feel less alone and at home, even though I remain silent listening to you sing or talk" He said with confidence as he looked you in the eyes. "And it’s so fucking liberating to think that I’m not the only one who feels that way. I think you somehow bewitched me with your voice" He smiled and then let you rest on his chest, lying on the sand.

"Even bewitched you? Anyway, you’re right, I’m amazing, which is why you should ask me to be your partner." You admitted while you were watching the stars. He coughed and thanked himself for putting you on his chest so you wouldn’t see the embarrassment on his face. "it’s true. Don’t you know that the best is taken immediately? is a piece of advice. You could ask me now, in case it’s a yes, just to let you know." Lo'ak laughed spontaneously and then held you close to him, wrapping his arms around your body, sniffing the sweet scent of salt in your hair. "Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" From his voice it could be seen that he was trying to stay serious without laughing at the absurdity of the situation, and from the way you had practically fed him the words. "Yes, of course I do." You smiled, satisfied, and then played with the armband that faded, brushing the feather and relaxing on him. "It wasn’t that hard, was it?" "You are really… I have no words to describe you, ma yawntutsyìp." You interrupted him, raising your face to look at him. "Mhhh, maybe…Yours? Extraordinary? An excellent singer? Yes, they are all already confirmed things" Lo'ak laughed and gently stroked your side and then left a kiss on your head.

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[leelahsrose]

HONEY | L.M. & K.G.

chapter eight.

"𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙨—𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧. 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙪𝙨."

-Sza, Circa 2023

THE TAYLOR RESIDENCE

the story of

DETROIT

khaleesi

FUTURE

and ace.

CHAPTER TWO.

If you told me a year ago that I would have two beautiful kids with the most notorious dealers in Detroit I'd tell you you're lying. Kamari I would believe but Ace, not so much. Mari is chill, calm and calculated with his moves—very strategic might I add. Shy, but very emotionally intelligent. Ace, a wildcard and—well, do I even need to say much he's a fire sign. That night in the diner was considered iconic, memorable even.

It triggered the beef between Mari and my brother even more, Ace and Q were allies and it only made things worse. Little did I know, the man I met that night would be someone I'd come to love for the next couple of months—a love that grew so much we created a baby girl, Alari.

•••

Kamari had not talked to Khaleesi since last night, she kept watching the clock—bored with each passing second. She was concerned, was he okay? Things got hectic, his friends dropped her off with no words—just silence. She takes another bite of her oats and chews them slowly, she just wants to be in his presence. Khaleesi hears her phone ring and jumps, she drops her spoon ignoring the loud clattering of the glass.

"Unknown caller?" She furrows her eyebrows and answers out of curiosity.

"Hello?"

"Leesi." The man's voice from last night vibrating through her ear, her mouth slightly open as she's lost on what to do. "I know you on the other side."

"How did you get my shit?"

"Calm down with all that, I just wanna talk."

"About?"

"Your brother know you fucking enemies?" She heard his footsteps walking, pacing back and forth—Khaleesi's heart dropping to the pit of her stomach.

"I'll fucking kill you if you-"

"What I say?" Khaleesi scoffs and hangs up on him out of impulse. She breathes heavily watching as he calls back, her finger pressing on the green button.

"Nigga, fuck you." Khaleesi says as quietly as she can.

"I don't think you'd be doing all that talking if we got to know each other for real. Outside, 5 minutes."

"No."

"I'll come in this bitch and get you personally." Khaleesi leans her head back looking toward the doorway, she speed walks over to the foyer—her bare feet patting against the tile. She opens the door and he leans on the entrance, that same cheeky smile on his face. "What's up?" A cut going across his cheek, she eyes it making him touch it gently. "Don't worry, I'm good."

"I don't care, are you insane?"

"Are you impressed?"

"Ayo!" Q Taylor shouts from behind him, pulling up in an all black G-wagon. Music coming from his car and echoing into the atmosphere, he takes a swisher from out of his mouth. "Ace, bruh, suppliers not coming in till later. Ma dukes making dinner, 2K on the TV. Lil sis, what's up? Why you standing in the door, goofy."

He smashes Khaleesi's hair and she sighs out of irritation hitting him in his arm, he bucks at her and she pushes her finger back against his forehead. Ace laughs at the two and she glares at him quickly while fixing her hair. "I'm going to my room, don't be obnoxious. Bitch ass niggas." Khaleesi screams as she walks up the stairs, they look back at her.

"Aye." They say in unison, she stomps her way to her room—slamming the door behind her. She had came back down an hour later, all dressed up and smelling like a field of fresh flowers. Her hair curled to perfection and parted in the middle—her heels clacking on the stone stairs.

"Where you going?" Ace stands in front of the island making him a sandwich, he squeezes a generous amount of mustard on the bread.

"None of your business."

"Hope it's not with that traitor ass nigga." His voice increasing on the certain word, she widens her eyes then looks around the living room quickly—Q nowhere to be found. "He's not here." Khaleesi crosses her legs and flicks her hair out of her face, he takes a bite of his sandwich then nods his head.

"What do you want?"

"I don't want nothing from you, love."

"Then what? You're just going to hang this over my head?"

"Why you so uptight with me? That shit gotta stop."

"Excuse me?" Khaleesi sees him shaking his head, chuckling. "You're impossible!" She walks toward the door, hearing his footsteps—rolling her eyes. "Nigga, I swear to god if you grab me!" He places his hand on her shoulder, Leesi turns around slapping him on the cheek. He pushes her back onto the door, Khaleesi exhaling deeply while coming face-to-face with him.

"There you go, you calm?"

"Very much so."

"Mhm."

"Move." He looks her up and down then backs away, Khaleesi eyes him while turning around.

"My bad, I'll give you your space."

"Yea, do that."

"Do me a favor, before you leave? Ask Kamari about his plan to kill your brother and you."

"What?" Khaleesi's eyebrows crease as she turns around completely, staring at him dumbfounded. "He would never."

"No, I would never lie to you."

"You tweaking."

"Me? Shawty, your man is planning on killing you and you talking about me?" He scowls and strolls back to the kitchen, taking ahold of his sandwich and biting into it for the second time—the crunch of the potato chips on the bread irritating Khaleesi even more. "I'm tryna save you."

"I'll ask him myself." He looks up at her, putting his sandwich down then shifting back and forth on his feet—standing still. "He wouldn't do this, you're a fucking liar."

"Be mad at me all you want, I'm not letting you go over there, forget it." The shining golds on his selected teeth peek out at her when she glances in his direction—making sure she had enough time, Khaleesi opens the door leaving swiftly.

"Khaleesi! Yo." She races to her car in her heels, chuckling—she didn't look back once. "You better not get in that damn car." Leesi climbs in and slams her door, she locks the vehicle then sticks her tongue out at him. "I swear on everything! You stubborn as hell." He pulls on the handle then kicks the door, Khaleesi holds up her middle finger. "Mhm, keep that same energy when I get ahold of ya ass."

She pulls off turning up the music on the radio, Khaleesi sits back and shakes her hair from her face. What he said about Kamari sticks to her mind, he wouldn't—would he? Khaleesi had already been through this with Kali, hearing it again had to mean it was true. And who did this man think he was? She thinks rather loudly, his cologne still lingering around her nostrils. The way he handled her though? She scrunches up her nose then shakes her head, she doesn't want to think too deeply on it.

•••

"𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩. 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙭𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩. 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙮, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩."

-Tink, Circa 2024

She knew this was going to be hard, Khaleesi didn't want to just come out asking about the elephant on her mind. She hears the rambunctious music on the other side of the door, looking down the dim hallway once again before knocking. She shifts back and forth on her feet, fumbling with her fingers. When he takes longer than expected she begins to get nervous, emotional even.

Khaleesi bangs on the door now, she sighs stepping back for a second. "Mari!"

It opens and Kamari comes out, he jerks Khaleesi in and she gasps. "How the hell you get here?" She wraps her arms around his neck, throwing all of her weight on him—he hugs her back tightly. "Baby, what's wrong? Who messed with you?" Khaleesi leans back, tears streaming down her face. Kamari grabs her waist then glances over at the men in the living room, looks of concern on their faces.

She concealed hers into his shoulder as Kofi walks over, Kamari looks at him then walks the both of them past the living room and down the corridor. They go into the bedroom and Khaleesi takes a seat on the bed, she swipes at her tears—preventing the rest from sliding down. The diamonds on her long nails shimmering under the LED lights, Kamari walks up to her—placing his hand on her cheek. "What happened?"

"Someone," Khaleesi clears her throat then tried her best to look up at him, her eyes landing on Kamari after a few seconds, "they told me you want to kill Q and m-me."

"Whose this someone?"

"That's not the point, Kamari."

"It's the main damn point, what are we talking about right now?" Khaleesi stands up making him back up a little, she presses on his chest when he wouldn't move out of the way. "Khaleesi."

"I don't want to do this with all the yelling and cussing."

"Do what? What are we doing? Hm?" He gets in her face, she stares up at him—their lips grazing. He leans down just an inch, kissing her—Khaleesi moans then places her arms around his neck once again. He bends down to pick her up—just to lay her on the bed, he pulls her dress up then tugs her underwear off.

She sits up watching his tongue attack her clit, her back feeling weak as she falls back onto the mattress—Khaleesi whimpers bringing her hands over her breast. "Oh shit, baby." She pushes him and he smiles at her kissing her deeply, his teeth biting down gently on her bottom lip. "We have to stop... Mari."

"You want me to stop? Is that what you want me to do?" He says, while going back down in between her thighs, Khaleesi breathes softly preparing to feel him on her again. His tongue flicks onto her clit, she gasps—her hand holding on to the back of his neck as she rolls her hips. "You don't want me to stop for real."

"Mari, oh my- fuck yes." She cries as the pressure between her hips causes her vision to cloud. He kisses her clit one more time before standing up and pulling her closer to him. "We can't, we can't we have to talk." Khaleesi exhales, her chest heaving up and down as she presses a kiss on his lips. "Mari, I love you."

"I love you."

"Then tell me the truth, please." He looks at her, his hands relaxing on her waist.

"There was a plan- Khaleesi listen, we only had it just in case anything went left when I met you." She shakes her head, shoving her body against his—she pushes him harder this time and with her hands. "Leesi."

"You planned this whole thing? You were using me to get back at Q."

"No, fuck no it's not like that."

"Then what's it like? I trusted you."

"No, Khaleesi listen, please." She stands up getting away from him swiftly, her hands moving him. "I'm not going nowhere, so fuck that shit."

"I don't want to talk to you, we're done, Mari."

"The fuck? No the hell we not." Khaleesi turns toward him and crosses her arms over her chest, she pulls her dress down then grabs her purse off the bed. "Let's finish talking."

"No, I want to leave," Kamari clenches his jaw and watches as Khaleesi fixes her hair. They stood on the opposite sides of the room, he wants to be close to her but she wasn't allowing it—her walls shooting up in an instant.

"I don't know what the hell you did in your last shit but you ain't running from this, we not done talking and we not done." He walks over to her and she steps back, turning her head away from him. "Don't be like that."

"You have five minutes."

"We had a plan just in case things went left and clearly they didn't. Yes, I planned the meet up at the gas station but you already knew I was crazy, Khaleesi. We thought you might be on Q's side but clearly you stand by yourself and I'm sorry. Baby, I'm sorry, you can be mad at me as long as you want but we not breaking up."

"I have to think."

"Okay, then think here."

"No, Mari. I just need to be away from you. I can't trust you, not right now."

"I don't wanna be away from you." She could feel his intense stare on her, Khaleesi breaks away and opens the bedroom door. She walks out quickly, tears threatening to fall down her face once again. Kofi walks up and holds his hands up, she shakes her head and leaves. "Nigga, you just let her go?" Kamari runs out into the hallway, his friend looking confused.

"I don't know what's going on, nigga!" He catches up to her, grabbing onto her hand.

"Leesi, please." Kamari pulls her in, she hits him against his chest and he grunts reaching for her once again.

"Leave me alone!"

"No, you not leaving here till we on good terms. I gotta know you coming back to me. Fuck, Leesi just stay." She glares at him pulling her hand away from him. "We don't gotta touch, look at each other, none of that I just want you here." She wanted to give in so badly, the way he was looking at her was filled with nothing but love and admiration.

"I wanna leave, Mari."

"Okay, okay. Just promise me, you'll call me when you get home." His hand holding on to her wrist softly, he looks at her for several seconds. "Let me take you home."

"No, I want someone else too." She couldn't even look at him, she could feel the disapproval radiating off his body.

"Okay... Khaleesi, I love you."

"I know."

•••

Kofi had dropped Khaleesi back off at her car then followed her on the way, he didn't go far into the neighborhood—just close enough to make sure she made it. She parks her

Altima and collapses onto the steering wheel, Khaleesi feels tears pricking at her eyes and groans out of frustration. "Not right now." Her voice soft and breaking with each second, Khaleesi gets out and treads toward the house.

She walks inside then furrows her eyebrows when she steps into a cloud of smoke—yelling coming from the living room.  She coughs and shoos the smell away from her nose—Khaleesi glances toward the kitchen seeing Ace, Q, and his friends around the island smoking and watching a fight on the small television diagonal from the microwave. "Why tonight?"

"Afternoon, Leesi." She gestures at the men standing near the door with AK's around their bodies, her hands rubbing her eyes out of exhaustion. Coming home to her brothers obnoxious meetups was nothing new, in fact, it happened almost every night when she was in high school.

Ace spots Khaleesi and subtly eyes her, she drags her body upstairs—fantasizing about laying in her bed and crashing for the night. She barges into her room and falls on the soft sheets, Leesi screams into the comforter then sighs heavily when she realizes that that didn't solve anything. She hears a knock on her door and sits up quickly, Ace standing at the entrance.

"I heard you scream, trouble in paradise?"

"Yo, get the fuck out my room!" She yells and grabs a pillow throwing it at his face. Khaleesi stomps up to him then without thinking, swings her arm back and punches him right on the cheek. His head moving carelessly to the right, she steps back her mind racing.

Her hands clasped over her mouth out of shock, Ace moves his jaw to the left—then to the right. He moves toward her and she backs up gradually, one foot behind the other.

The silence in the room so deafening it was suffocating, her hair falling over her face for the thousandth time today. Ace leans down kissing her, their lips smacking against one another. Leesi moans under her breath, her body wanting his touch.

They pull away, their breathing now the only audible thing in the room—her eyelids slowly falling on his face. He was getting excited and she could tell, glancing down at the print outlining his sweats. "What you tryna do?"

His voice low and seductive-like, he leans forward to kiss her again—she lifts up and he pulls back before his lips could hit hers. They kiss once again, Khaleesi could feel her body getting feeble—her hand laying on his cheek as he takes off his jacket. Her palms sliding down the multiple tattoos etched in his skin, he lets it drop to the floor then pulls her body closer to him by her shirt. She gasps feeling his hand grab ahold of her neck, Khaleesi whimpers—the kiss becoming deeper.

"Ace." She begs and he pulls away smiling against her lips.

"Shut the fuck up."  He pushes her against the dresser, everything was moving so fast she couldn't keep up. "You wanna hit me, now you wanna say my name? I'm confused." Her hands gripping on his wrist as he stares down at her, the tension between them was dense. Her panties soaking by now, he squeezes the sides of her neck causing Khaleesi to kiss him suddenly once again.

He pulls her away, only to pick her up into his arms and place her on the dresser. "You want me all in that pussy, don't you?" His raspy voice vibrating against her mouth, Khaleesi moans—a sharp gasp coming from her lips when she feels his fingers massage onto her clit. Her eyes slightly rolling into the back of her head, he hums in agreement—loving the way she looks in this moment. "Wet ass pussy, fuck."

"Fuck, Ace." She says as quietly as she could, the bedroom door still open. Their lips meeting once again, his tongue slipping into her mouth—a moan going into his.

"Say my name like that again and I'mma turn you the fuck out." He says, softly—breaking away, his fingers coming out from between her thighs. Ace grins, moving from her completely—he picks up his jacket. His teeth biting on the corner of his bottom lip as he looks at Khaleesi's embarrassed figure. "We good?" She stands up straight, straightening her dress hurriedly.

"Yes, sorry. For hitting you, I mean."

"No worries, a nigga got studying to do—give me your phone." Her eyes dart across the room searching for it, she spots it then unlocks the device seeing that Kamari had called her several times. "Hubby call?" She gasps when she realizes he was right in front of her, his hand held out.

"Don't accidentally hit his contact."

"I got this." She watches him carefully as he punches a few keys on the board, Khaleesi peeks over at the screen watching him. She glances up at Ace and he leans down placing a tender kiss on her lips. "Block him." He hands her the phone back, their eyes on one another.  "I'mma hit you up, stay away from that nigga." His voice was earnest, Khaleesi nods her head hesitantly as he walks out of the bedroom.

She relaxes against the dresser, her body tense. Her fingers playing with the bottom of her dress randomly, she didn't know what to do with herself. "What the fuck just happened?" Khaleesi's head switches over to the door, Kali stands there her face filled with confusion. "Girl, are you talking to Ace? What about Kamari?"

Khaleesi rolls her eyes and rushes her sister out of her room quickly, Kali yells trying to keep the door open. "Leesi!"

"I'll tell you later, I need to meditate!" She shuts it completely.

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[takawbelle]

I am sick in bed. Hello again. What would you say is your greatest notp of all time. Or just, notps. A ship that really rubs you the wrong way.

Ayo. Get well soon, bruh/sis/ fic sibling. 🙏

First of all, I have a chill "ship and let ship" approach. We're all entitled to ship who the hell we want and I don't come after people whose ship I disagree with. That being said...

If KNY, Zenitsu/Nezuko. He was written to be lecherous for gags but I didn't find it funny. Romantically he just cast a wide net and hoped that it hauled some pretty fish or two. His jealousy was also annoying. If he felt that Nezuko would probably fall for every guy who showed her any iota of attention (like Giyuu and Inosuke), then he must have a very poor view of her. Besides, isn't she allowed to have male friends? Zenitsu may be Nezuko's endgame but if that's the case, I'd rather she not end up with anybody.

Zuko/Mai - no chemistry, no deep motive shown for Mai to say "I love Zuko more than I fear you." The line itself sounds so edgy and badass but there was no buildup which makes the delivery satisfying and conclusive. Their relationship certainly sounds like a typical teenage pairing where you chose your first partner due to proximity and nothing else.

Aang/Katara - there have been treatises written on the matter and I feel I have nothing new to contribute. * inclines head *

At the top of my head, those are the notps I can think of. There might be others lurking in my subconscious, which probably means that I don't want to be annoyed at notps so those which did float to the surface must really rub me off the wrong way, haha.

[destinyc1020]

Yeah, Ayo got into trouble this year when she hosted SNL and the musical guest was JLo and people started pulling out all the stuff she had done shitting on JLo. They even had her do a sketch apologizing for posting hurtful and hating stuff online. She should have at least asked to host with a different musical guest so it wouldn't get awkward

https://youtu.be/v47uE_wrSYo?si=_TgC6ZXpLX-kNOeB

Ohhhhh!!! THAT'S what that skit was about!! 😅

I was wondering why it was on there. It def seemed very PERSONAL. 👀 I was lost during that entire skit, but it def seemed like an inside joke.

I did not realize she had made some hate online about JLo. 👀 What did JLo do to her lol? 😅

I didn't fully understand it, but now I get it.

I'm wondering if SNL even deliberately had them on the same night in order to get more ratings too. 👀

They obviously must have known about the past history with her and JLo if they had her do an entire skit referencing it. 🥴

Very very interesting 🤔

[chimindity]

Claw machine

Summary | The pogue goes to a circus and John B sights a claw machine. Request by @jj-maybanks-daughter

Pairing | John B & sister!reader

Warning | fluff

A/N | thank you for your request lovely🩷

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John B lets go of your hand as soon as he notices a claw machine, swiftly rushing to it. Meanwhile, the rest of the Pogues explore the various attractions and colorful tents. You decide to go hang out with them and reach for JJ's hand - "ayo, cupcake where did your brother go?" JJ looks down at you, tightening his grip on your hand.

You are about to speak when Sarah yells excitedly, cutting you off, -"John B! Oh thank you! I love it!" As soon as you hear her, you turn around to watch John B being pulled into a hug as Sarah tightly holds the stuffed bear in her arms while hugging him.

At the sight of the teddy bear, a pouty expression appears on your face, and you quickly run to them, tugging on your brother's shirt, -"Jombee? Can I get one too, please?" You look up at him, a wave of jealousy running through your heart. Sarah eventually lets go of John B, -"Pope, give me another coin."

Pope hands it to him, as John B holds your hand leading you to the claw machine, he points out a few plushies through the glass, -"which one do you want, sis?" He looks down at you, you show him excitedly the white stuffed bunny, -"this one! Jombee, please"

-"alright, alright, bubba," he chuckles before inserting the coin into the claw machine and skillfully maneuvering the claw. You bounce on your feet happily as he successfully grabs the stuffed bunny you wanted.

-"Jombee! Jombee! You got it!" you clap your hands as he bends down to pick it up and hands it to you. -"I told you, bubba," he leads you back to the rest of the pogue by placing the palm of his hand on your shoulder. You show your stuffed bunny to everyone, feeling proud of your brother. -"Jombee got me a bunny!"

All of a sudden, JJ snitches out of you to take a closer look at it. -" real pretty bunny, yeah? Bet it would taste good in a barbecue," you look up at him, a furrowed expression forming on your face. -"Just joking around, Baby Routledge," he chuckles before eventually giving it back to you.

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[minusgangtime]

(Apocalypse Gang info except it's based on those bios of MLP infection AUs-

(Drawings coming soon! (ish-))

Beta:

"I miss you so much, sis..."

Status: Infected but docile

Info: Beta was infected by the corruption, but he eventually was able to be in control of his powers thanks to his two corrupted spirits, CB and HCB. He had been distanced from his sister for a year, so he assumed her to be dead. Little did he know that there was a sweet surprise. ^^

MB:

"A-Ayo, who goes there?!"

Status: Infected but docile

Info: MB was infected by a glitchy substance called "the Glitch" or "the Darkness", but thanks to Noise, his own corruption, he was able to control his new powers. He'll do anything to protect his family. Anything.

Blue:

"Can things go back to the way they were...?"

Status: Healthy

Info: This angel pup is the only Boyfriend who is uninfected by a corruption. All he can wish for is for him and his family go back to their normal lives and more chicken nuggets-

Pico:

"Stay behind me!"

Status: Healthy

Info: Ever since the corruptions took over, Pico became a bit more serious and aggressive. His scars and scratches are from fighting monsters when he is out in the open, including a zombie. Luckily, he wasn't infected.

Girlfriend:

"We'll be okay!~"

Status: Possibly immune?

Info: Girlfriend is immune to all corruptions due to her demon powers and immortality. She cares for her family by wrapping up their wounds whenever they get hurt and trying to make light of any situtation.

Skid and Pump:

"Mom...?"

"..."

Status: Healthy

Info: After losing their mom to the corruption, these two Spooky Month loving kids stay in their own home, waiting for her to come back. She'll be back, right? ...Right??)