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𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝?

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Fatin played with the notebook in her hands, contemplating what to do with it. Throw it away and thus get rid of the problem and the nagging feeling in her gut, or give in to it and potentially wreak havoc after opening Pandora's box? 

The flames flickered a bright orange in contrast to the green surrounding her, and it was as if they begged her to throw the notebook into the fire. She jumped slightly in her spot when you planted a kiss on the top of her head as you stood above her, your hands on her shoulders. 

"You look like you need to relieve some stress." 

Fatin groaned softly and let her head fall back, "Hell fucking yes." She accepted your help to pull her up and grinned at you, cheekily. 

"Oh! Oh no, not that, I-" The apples of your cheeks flushed for a second, "Here- hold onto this." 

Fatin furrowed her eyebrows and looked at the tiny leaf you had given her, "What the hell am I supposed to do with this?" 

"Just hold onto it." 

Fatin rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile when you grabbed her hand and pulled her with you through the woods. You patted a random rhythm on her hand while she stumbled along beside you. 

"Where are you taking me, hotstuff?" 

"It's a surprise." 

She let out a breathy chuckle, "You do know where we're going, right? I feel like we've walked past that rock already." 

You stopped, "Do you trust me?" 

"With my life." 

"Then shush." You winked, stringing her along again through the density of the forest. 

"God- when you talk to me like that you're making it really hard for me not to want to-" 

"Shush!" 

Fatin's arm tugged at yours as she stopped. With her head tilted to the side, she raised an eyebrow in challenge at the tone you had given her. 

"Please?" 

Her expression broke and she grinned, and tapped your nose before walking past you. 

"Hey! You have no idea where we're going!" 

"I have a hunch!" She laughed and yelled back at you, already at a headstart. She smiled when she heard the crackling of the dried leaves on the ground, signalling you had picked up your pace to follow her. The group dynamic had changed after the dreadful event on the beach. Each girl had taken their own time and had used their own tactics to try and give it a place. Rachel had shut down, Martha focused more on hunting so she didn't have to think about it, Dot had done a 180 and had stepped back from her role as leader, Leah seemed to spiral down even more, always in her head as it seemed. The two lovebirds found comfort with each other and Fatin... Well, Fatin had surprised you. Where Dot had stepped back, she had taken over, like a true mama bear. It was new, this new version of Fatin, and what had also been a surprise was the kiss she had planted on your lips the night you had asked her why she was still awake. 

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The fire crackled softly and barely lit your surroundings, but its sole use was to keep you warm, even if it wasn't really necessary here in the woods. The sounds of the night took over, the chirping of insects and the occasional screech of a bird. The bed made from bamboo and frawns was better than the sand back on the beach, but somehow you still didn't feel comfortable enough to close your eyes and give in to the sleep. A rustling from the other side of the campfire made you lift up your head. 

Fatin had gone to sit up and was mindlessly staring out into the flames. You watched the way her head was tilted, how she pursed her lips as if she was in deep thought. She scribbled something down in the notebook she had been glued to for a few days now, the notebook that used to be Nora's. Her eyes then flicked over to you, and she forced a smile before averting her gaze back to the fire when she caught you staring. Without making too much noise, you approached her and sat next to her. 

"Can't sleep?" 

"You can't either?" 

You shook your head, watching her from the side. Something seemed to be plaguing her mind, and you did not like it one bit. 

"I know we haven't encountered any real danger here but it still feels wrong if we all go to sleep. Something could be happening or approaching and we wouldn't know. I feel safer knowing someone's on the lookout." She clarified when she felt you staring. 

Her whole demeanour changed in a split second and Fatin's signature wide smile stretched across her face, "It's fine, don't worry." She playfully tapped your leg, "Go to sleep, I'm watching over you guys." She chuckled under her breath, but you knew she meant it. She was looking out for all of you girls, like she had started to do a while back. 

"I'm fine, I'd rather keep you company." 

She pursed her lips to one side, her eyes scanning your face. She nodded meekly. The jungle's white noise filled your silence for a bit until you dared to give in to the desire. Fatin froze when your head landed on her shoulder and your hand found its way to hers. 

"Well, that's... nice." She chuckled dryly, a bit awkwardly, and patted your hand with the one that wasn't trapped beneath yours. You only hummed in return, happy to feel safe now that you were so close to her. It took her a good minute, but eventually, you felt her head tilt against yours, some of her stray hairs tickling the side of your face. 

"Are you okay?" She whispered out, hoping you would answer honestly. 

"I don't know anymore." 

Now it was her time to hum, "Hard fucking same." 

"I'm glad we still have each other. And for what it's worth, I wouldn't have wanted to be stuck on an island with anyone else but you girls." You squeezed her hand, but you missed the way she bit her lip to hide whatever she was really feeling. 

Fatin didn't know what to say next, nor did she want to. She just wanted to bask in this moment in silence, let no words interrupt her from feeling this way. Things had been weird lately, to say the least. Being stranded on a deserted island was one weird thing to begin with, but Fatin had never anticipated for this to happen. She knew something would happen eventually, she had been waiting for the other shoe to drop. Initially, she had thought Nora's death and Rachel's accident had been it, but no, she was wrong. The other shoe was called Y/N and you had weaselled your way into her heart, had started to occupy her train of thought and you had started to make her into this silly little school girl with a crush she never thought she would be. Of course, Fatin had eyes, and she'd admitted to herself that you were a very pretty girl within first meeting on the plane. But things hadn't stayed superficial. She'd watched, seen you smile and she had listened to you talk. She had observed and had grown fond of the perfect and imperfect things that made you you, and that terrified her immensely. What the fuck was happening to her? She would not lose her reputation over a silly crush. But then you'd appear next to her, make her feel appreciated, you'd smile at her or laugh at one of her sassy one-liners and you had her wrapped around your finger all over again. 

"Do you think this island will be our future?" 

Your question made her retract to look at you. You had sounded so small and afraid, she didn't like it. But lying was never her strong suit, and she also had a tendency to speak before thinking, so she blurted out, 

"Yeah, we'll have to get used to it, I'm guessing." She playfully rolled her eyes, the thought making her worry and thus she closed herself off again, not daring to go deep or to open up. Her smile fell when your head dipped, "I mean- we'll make the most of it. Eventually, someone might fly over again or something like that. I just think we need to be realistic as well. We need to get stuff up and running over here as if it's our end destination, you know? Because it might be our reality soon." She rambled, squeezing your hand now and then.  

"Sure."  

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said all that." 

"It's fine. I asked. I needed the reality check. Thank you for being honest." 

Fatin nodded and bit her lips. She went up to poke one of the logs further into the fire. It set off a large flame. She retreated and hugged her legs close to her chest.  

"So..." 

"So." 

When you felt her eyes on you, you turned to the side right as Fatin moved a strand of hair out of your face.  

"Is that why you couldn't sleep?" Her voice was soft, angelic almost, and you wanted to close your eyes and play it on a loop in your head. Her fingertips grazed the side of your cheek before she retracted her hand.  

You nodded in return. "What about you?" 

"Oh... um, stuff. You know? So much going on at once, my head's just-" She moved her hands and mimicked an explosion.

"If you need a person to extinguish that explosion of yours, I'm here." 

"Thanks." Fatin gave you a tight-lipped smile.  

You dropped your head on her shoulder again, and this time her arm slowly snaked around your waist to pull you closer.  

"Do you think we would have all been friends if we had gone to like... the same high school or something?" 

"Oh hell no!" Fatin laughed and the sound made you smile, "And I'd definitely wouldn't have been friends with your annoying ass." 

"No?" 

Fatin swallowed and looked at you as you looked up at her, expectantly and with a twinkle of mischief in your eyes, "No, not friends." 

"All right, go rip my heart in two. Here I thought we had something special going on." You shook your head playfully, but completely missed the way Fatin was looking at you and visibly battling what to do or say next. 

"I don't think I could ever only be your friend." She blurted out and watched your eyes widen in surprise. Did she mean-? Her face was hard to read and her eyebrows were furrowed together. What was going on in that head of hers?  Suddenly, her face broke into a grin and she created some distance between the two of you, "Whew, sorry, didn't mean to go all cheesy on you. Anyway, tomorrow we should really try to find more-" 

"-Fatin." You turned to face her, "What did you mean with that?" 

She tilted her head and bit her lip, realised she had dug her own hole and that she couldn't leave you hanging now. She let out the deepest sigh, rubbed her forehead and opened her mouth, but suddenly, for the first time in her life, she had no clue what to say. She knew what she wanted to do, though. She wanted to hold your hand, hold you close when you couldn't sleep or needed the comfort, she wanted to kiss you over and over again, she wanted all that sappy shit she promised herself she would never do.  

She grabbed your hand off your lap and played with your fingers. When she looked back up, she was smiling a vulnerable smile at you and you widened your eyes when she came closer to plant a kiss on your forehead.  

"That's what I meant with that." She quietly mumbled out, feeling shy all of a sudden. What the fuck was happening to her and her confidence?  

"Oh..." Was all you said, trying to put the pieces together in your head. Then it clicked. It made sense. An overwhelming amount of feelings slapped you in the face when you realised this was exactly what you had been unable to put a finger on the past few weeks yourself.  

"I'm sorry. If it creeped you out. I'll never do it-" 

She was cut off when you planted a kiss on her cheek and if it hadn't been so dark out, you knew you would have seen her face flush. She took a few seconds to figure things out, as you had done, until a certain confidence flashed across her face. 

"Can I kiss you?" 

"Please." You grinned. 

She cupped both your cheeks, stopped momentarily to search for the final confirmation, and nuzzled her nose against yours before connecting your lips in a delicate, short kiss. You didn't know what you had expected from the short kiss, but all you wanted was to get closer to her. It appeared she shared your feelings when she went in for another kiss, her lips parting this time to give you more than just a quick peck. You grinned widely when you felt her smile against your lips. Your stomach felt fuzzy and your head light, but Fatin's soft hold on your cheeks kept you in place. After a couple of seconds, she placed her head against yours.  

"Well, that was way better than a forehead kiss." She joked. 

You playfully pushed her away from you before grabbing her hand. Then she groaned and buried her face in her other hand.  

"Oh God, I'm so fucking embarrassed right now." 

You tugged at her hand, leading her to fall against your chest, "Don't be, knowing you have this soft side makes me like you even more." 

Her groan was muffled against your shoulder. "Tell anyone I am like this and I will kill you in your sleep." She pushed you away, smiling as you laughed. 

"Good thing it's my turn to keep a lookout then." 

"What? No, I will-" 

"Fatin, I saw you fight to keep your eyes open ten minutes ago. It's fine. I'll cover you." 

She squeezed her eyes and looked at you, "Fine... Only this once." She huffed like a grumpy child and made herself comfortable on her bed. You sat by her feet, looking down at her with the biggest grin you had ever had.  

"Goodnight, Fatin." 

"Goodnight, Y/N." 

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"The hot spring?" Fatin raised an eyebrow as soon as you walked out of the density of the trees, "What did you have in mind?" 

"Sit." You looked at her for a couple of seconds, a wide grin taking over your face. 

"What?" Fatin laughed breathlessly and when she kept looking at you, you ushered her to sit down, 

You cleared your throat, "Good afternoon, Miss Jadmani, you had reservations for 2.30, is that correct?" 

"What in the actual fuck is going on." 

"Your spa appointment?" 

"Sure... I guess." Fatin quirked a brow and bit her lip to suppress her own grin. 

"Hm, let's see-" You read the invisible clipboard in your hands, "Massage, mud facial and bath, cleanse and then a relaxing hot spring, correct?" 

"Ah, my usual. Lovely." Fatin lifted her chin and crossed her legs, looking posh, but her eyes were filled with a childlike joy as she snuck a glance at you through her peripheral. 

"May I see your ticket, please?" 

"Ticket?" 

Your arms fell to your side, "Fatin... I told you to-" 

"Oh- wait- this stupid thing?" She grabbed the leaf from a pocket in her jacket. 

"Splendid. This way." 

You led her to the edge of the hill, and helped her sit down on the grass, her legs crisscrossed. You scurried behind her and helped her take her jacket off before starting to massage her shoulders. 

"Are you sure you're classified? Your touch is rather- ouch! Y/N!" 

"I'm sorry! I've never done this before!" You panicked slightly, but relaxed when she laughed. 

"It shows." 

Fatin's hands cupped your knees as she sat between your legs. A couple of peaceful minutes passed where you tried to delicately massage her neck and shoulders, until Fatin turned her head, 

"To what do I owe this anyway?" 

"Um, I just- well, just because I wanted to." 

"Hey, no, go on, tell me." 

"It's silly." You shook your head, "And way too cheesy and sappy for your liking." 

"I'll be the judge of that. Tell me." She softly squeezed your knee. 

"Turn around," You instructed softly, trying to distract her. Before Fatin realised, you had already smeared both her cheeks with a thick mud. She gasped and closed her eyes, half pushing you away until she realised what you were doing. 

"A warning could have been nice!" She laughed before blowing raspberries to try and get the few drops of mud off her lips, "Where did you even find this?!" 

"Near the river!" You shrugged matter-of-factly. 

"Y/N, I swear to motherfucking God- if this gives me rashes I'll-" 

"Kill me in my sleep. You have every right to do so then. Well, Miss Jadmani, unfortunately due to.... reasons, we don't have a mud bath available." 

She gasped, "Abomination." 

"But we can offer a mud scrub for half the prize?" 

"All right. Let's get to it then." 

You helped her out of her clothes, leaving her in her bikini, before you started to coat her arms and shoulders with mud. 

"Your turn now." She smeared some mud on your nose, her own nose scrunching up adorably as she did so. She smiled a wide toothy grin when you tried to whack her arms away. 

"Ma'am, that's highly inappropriate, I need you to step-" 

"Hey, what else are you gonna do with all this leftover mud?" She had already coated your lower arm before a whine could leave your mouth. 

"Oh, don't be such a cry baby. Your skin will be as smooth as a baby bum afterwards. Or filled with rashes. All right, what's next?" 

You hurried to your feet, pulled Fatin up, walked her over to the hot spring and helped her step in. 

A content sigh immediately left her mouth when the warm water made contact with her skin, and she rested her head against the edge, eyes closed and a content smile on her face. 

She opened one eye to spy, "Babe, get over here," She grinned when she saw you approach. She outstretched her hand and you took the bait, entwining your fingers with hers, but before you could send her a soft smile, your mouth was filled with water as Fatin had pulled you into the water. Her ecstatic laughter could be heard from under the surface and you knew right away you couldn't even be mad at her. 

"I'm so sorry!" She kept repeating when you surfaced, but couldn't help but laugh in between at your wet puppy dog face. 

"I didn't pay for a spa treatment!" 

"It's a couple's spa treatment, babe, you had to get in! Wait- ew, I promised myself I would never do something that sickeningly cheesy." 

You hummed and accepted the hug as she pulled you against her. She intertwined your hands under the water, rested her head against the rocks and turned to look at you, 

"I still want to know why you did all this." 

"Oh um-" You mindlessly started wiping the mud of her shoulder, avoiding her eyes, "I just thought you deserved a break, you know?" 

Fatin only hummed but kept her eyes on you, a clear sign she was waiting for the rest. 

"And um, I didn't know how to, um.... I was just wondering if, like..." Her thumb grazed over your knuckles and when you looked back into her eyes to see they had softened, you took a deep breath, "Well... we've had a fun time the past month and I really like you and you know... I was just wondering, like, if you would, maybe... I mean-" 

"Oh for fuck's sake, Y/N-" Fatin smiled bright, "Get here already." She pulled you in for a kiss by your neck, "I'd love to be your girlfriend." 

"How did you-" 

"Heard you and Shelby talk about it. It was adorable." 

You groaned and let your head fall back. Fatin could only watch with an amused smile. 

"What did you think I would say? No?!" 

"I don't know, but I didn't want to push you or rush you since I know this isn't really your thing." 

"I know. I mean, I'm starting to warm up to it. I like it more and more and- Oh fuck." 

"You've gone soft?" You laughed and prodded her, 

"I've gone soft like a disgustingly soft boiled egg. If someone told me that I'd be on a deserted island and get a girlfriend along with it, I would have laughed before I told them to shut the fuck up." 

"Well, it's real. I'm real." 

"Thank God, you are. C'mere." She smiled before pulling you into a kiss. 

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[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Waterfall- Fatin Jadmani (2)

Pairing: Fatin Jadmani x Reader

Characters: Fatin Jadmani

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- hi could i request a fatin x reader :) maybe they click on the island and have clear chemistry and banter. When fatin storms off to find the waterfall r follows and maybe they kiss in the water or something, if not no worries! or feel free to spin it whatever way you want i’d just like to see slightly soft fatin :)

Word Count: 436

Author: Charlotte

Fatin studied your face. Since you had met on the flight, you had been interested in each other, not that you were going to admit it, but you did make it clear that you enjoyed spending time together. From what she knew of you, she considered you everything her parents had wanted from her- perfection. At first, she thought it was going to be an issue that would make her despise you but actually it made her admire you; that was why it baffled her as to why now you weren’t the one insisting you headed back to the group to tell them about the water.

“Want to go for a dip?” You smiled, shimmying your shoulders and shaking her hand that you were holding.

She didn’t need to be told twice. She pulled her t-shirt over her head before slipping off her jeans and shoes, leaving her in her underwear. You tried to not stare but it felt almost impossible to not look at the girl you had fallen for when she exposed herself to you like that.

“You coming?” She grinned running towards the waters edge, before throwing herself into it.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at her as you followed her suit, stripping down to your underwear as well and diving in behind her.

Once you breached the surface, you looked for Fatin, finding her swimming towards the small waterfall. You followed her, swimming through the cascading water to find her treading water in the little section of water between the wall of water and stone of the cliff.

“I’m glad we found this,” she said softly, pushing her dark hair from her face.

“We might actually manage to survive here,” you added.

Fatin shook her head. “Not that, although obviously that’s a good thing, but I meant, I’m glad that you and I found this together.”

You weren’t sure what she meant. You scanned her face but before you could come to a conclusion, she had put her hands onto your upper arms, pulling you into her, pressing her lips firmly to yours, not caring about pushing the two of you into the fall of water. Pulling away, you both gasped for air, from not only the other’s lips but the liquid that had been falling atop of you.

“Wow,” you squeaked, having thought of the moment for ages but never having actually expected it to happen. “I didn’t think this day could get any better.”

Fatin rolled her eyes at you playfully. “Now we just need to see a plane land on the island, and it would be perfect.”

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could i bother you for a crumb of anything fatin(from the wilds) related like maybe reader is there when her and leah have their little spat and reader steps in and breaks it up then proceeds to help fatin with her leg and then possibly a kiss?? love your writing by the way

“Holy shit.”

You had just dropped another pile of tangled vines beside Nora when she made the remark and frowned at your handiwork.

“Sorry, I thought it was your job to untangle them.”

“It is, but look.” 

Your gaze shot in the direction she was pointing just in time to watch Fatin leave bloody streaks down Leah’s face and your feet immediately started moving the second you saw the gash on her leg.  From what you had gathered, they didn’t seem to know each other well despite being from the same school, so you couldn’t imagine what could have led up to this as you watched Leah begin to strip her clothes and march slowly towards the water.  

“What the fuck is going on?” you panted out, breathless from running across the sand to their shelter building site.  Dot was doing her best to inspect the wound on Fatin’s leg while she and Rachel watched Leah make her descent into the water, completely naked at this point.  “Is she okay?”

“Well, in an ideal world she’d be able to get a few stitches but I think we can stop the bleeding on our own.  Definitely needs cleaned out though,” Dot replied, squinting at the sand-covered cut.  “I guess we’re going to have to forfeit.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” Fatin scoffed, finally pulling her attention away from her opponent.  “Y/N, you’ve mentioned Grey’s Anatomy like 12 times since we washed up on shore...care to put your knowledge to the test?”

You did your best to soften your surprised reaction, having been certain that Dot would take the lead on this.  However, the brunette shrugged and got up from the kneeling position she had taken to inspect the damage to Fatin’s leg before heading off to go help the rest of your team.  Rachel followed after one last harsh glance in Leah’s direction and you tried not to panic at the fact that you were now alone with the girl who had been making you indescribably nervous every time you spoke.

“Do you need a lift over to the bags?” you offered, extending your arms in case she couldn’t put weight on the limb.  She waved a hand dismissively, opting instead to take your arm and limp beside you as you made your way across the beach.

“She’s fucking crazy,” Fatin muttered as you helped her to sit on one of the closed suitcases.  Her eyes were once again narrowed in Leah’s direction, at least until you started removing the debrie from her thigh.  “Ouch,” she hissed, flinching at the pain.

“Sorry,” you said, glancing up apologetically, “but we can’t risk an infection.  Do you want something to bite down on?”

“Very considerate, but I’ll manage,” she chuckled a bit, finally, and reached out to squeeze your shoulder.  “Thank you for coming to my rescue so quickly.  Especially since we aren’t even on the same team.”

You bit your lip to stifle a smirk.  If only she knew how true that statement felt to you at the moment; with all her comments about boys, she certaintly didn’t seem to be playing for your team.  Nevertheless, you had convinced yourself that there was nothing wrong with a hopeless crush in the middle of an equally hopeless situation.  

“Any time.”

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walk with you [fatin jadmani]

fatin jadmani x reader

request #1: Can we please get a Fatin x reader where Fatin thought Toni was hurt but turns out reader (Fatins girlfriend for whom Fatin cares a lot for) hid how bad she was doing until she collapses and Fatin is scared out of her mind she’s going to lose her and feels guilty since she was focused on the other girls instead of her gf and doesn’t leave her side or cradling her until she’s doing slightly better (she has a fever and unconscious)

request #2: Hi, I really like your works and I wonder if you could write something about Fatin. Maybe some fluff in which the reader get hurt and Fatin worries about her a lot because she is in love with the reader?

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And this is what you get for eating mussels for the first time. You thought it was really good while you were eating it, but after what just happened.

Never again.

No matter how expensive they are. Nada!

Everyone around you was blowing chunks, including you, but Toni. Toni looked terrible, she was weak and could barely move.

“Are you okay?” you girlfriend Fatin asked and you nodded.

“I’m fine.” you lied, “Go help Toni.”

She gave you a stern nod before rushing over to help her. They gave Toni the last pill and that’s when everything started growing dizzy. The beach seemed to spin faster and faster the more you walked.

You were about to fall when you leant on Shelby’s shoulder, “Woah are you okay?” she asked and you shook your head.

“You may want to catch-“ you started, but everything went black as you felt yourself free falling.

“Y/N!” Fatin exclaimed.

Shelby caught you as your head dangled from her arms.

“Here, lay her down!” Dot ordered and she laid you down next to a passed out Toni. Fatin immediately went to your side, cradling you in her arms. She put her fingers to your pulse and released a deep breath when she could feel your heart still beating.

She placed her hand to your forehead and your forehead was hot and probably mixed with the sun it wasn’t helping whatsoever.

“She has a fever.” she told the rest of the girls.

Rachel got up and ran to grab one of Fatin’s many sweatshirts, running towards the ocean to get the cool water on it. When she came back she placed the cloth on your forehead, Fatin took it gratefully patting down at your forehead and along your neck.

“I thought she was okay...she told me she was okay.” she cried out, “I should’ve known she wasn’t. She was pale and I went to help Toni and not her.”

Leah rubbed her back, hooking her chin on her shoulder, “It’s gonna be okay, okay? She wanted you to help Toni, she wouldn’t have wanted anything else.”

After a little bit the rest of the girls went off to scavenge for more supplies. Yet, you and Toni were still in your own little spell of daze.

“I’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m so sorry.” Fatin whispered, rocking you back and forth, “I’m right here, I’m right here.”

Your eyes fluttered open and she smiled at you. Her eyes filled with tears. You reached out your hand and wiped the tears that were falling onto her cheek. And you nustled closer into her chest.

“Why are you crying?” you said in the middle of a yawn. Her soft heartbeat causing you to lull softly back to sleep.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t help you.” she whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“It’s okay, love. Is Toni okay?” you asked and she nodded, “Good then that’s all that matters. I’m okay, just a little stomach bug that’s all.”

She sighed, before murmuring, “I still feel bad.”

“I know. Just keep cuddling me and I’ll feel better.” you leaned your head up, lazily, puckering up your lips.

She chuckled softly at your adorable antics, finally placing a soft kiss to your lips.

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[youaretheunicorn]

leah: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

fatin: I wrote you a poem.

leah, already crying: You did?

[superlxthor]

The Unsinkable Eight Learning How to Surf:

[an array of surfboards mysteriously wash up on the beach]

Leah: is a horrible teacher, due to her lack of surf lessons and ends up stacking it more times than she actually catches any waves.

Nora: sits on the sand and yells tips and methods of how to get on the board. “you guys are doing it all wrong.”

Dot: gets dunked by a wave straight away so gives up, sits on the sand next to Nora and laughs as she watches Fatin continuously get wiped out.

Fatin: keeps falling off the board as soon as she stands, but is determined to impress Dot and get her to stop laughing. “AM I DOING IT YET?!”

Martha: never tries to stand on the board, instead she just sits on it and watches the girls, shouting words of encouragement.

Rachel: is kinda a natural and teases Leah after each wave she successfully catches. “your two surf lessons can kiss my ass.”

Shelby: is the best surfer out of the group, due to experience and tries to teach Toni, who doesn’t seem to be quite getting it. “Tones, you’ve gotta slide on your knees first.”

Toni: after the group is worn out she makes Shelby stay behind because she’s “not resting” till she successfully catches at least one wave.

[neversatisfiedwithlife]

Shelby: I'm cold

Toni: Here take my jacket

Dottie: I'm cold too

Fatin: Well I can't control the weather, Dorothy!

[imoftenverybored]

Leah, confused: What are you guys doing here?

Rachel: We should ask you the same question!

Leah: I live here

Fatin: We should ask you a different question!

Leah: ...

Dot: We heard you were sad

[deadpoetsam]

Random Leatin Headcanon:

Leah probably loves black tea, and makes it like really strong (English Lit student vibes)

Fatin probably loves coffee and she makes it really strong because she had to stay up for cello practice and now it's just a habit.

So there are just two people who drink really strong black drinks in the morning and the rest of the unsinkable eight just watches in disgust every time because "how the hell do you drink that without dying?"

and Leah and Fatin would just laugh.

But I also feel like Fatin would definitely lie about not liking tea, and then secretly take sips from Leah's tea (and Leah would pretend not to notice but she definitely does) and then Leah just starts drinking from Fatin's coffee too, because she kinda likes it.

So now they just share the two mugs in the morning and the others are even more confused.

[thatsgay-writes]

if u want to/have time could u write a fatin jadmani x fem reader? <3 i don’t really have a specific request but maybe like the reader is really shy/awkward or something like that. idk but u do whatever u fancy

“Do what ever you fancy.” I don’t know why but that made me giggle, Imma start using that.

It’s kind of short... sorry :(

You wrung your hands together as you kept peaking over at Fatin, who was laying out in the sun with just a bikini on. “Liking the view?” Toni jokes as she sits down next to you. “What, I, no, it’s just---” “Woah, breath y/n I was just playing around.” Toni says, the joking tone still in her voice but also had worry mixed into it. You take a deep breath and nod your head as you make it a point to stare at your hands as you pick at your finger nails. “That’s not good for your nails.” Fatin says as she reaches out and grabs your hands to stop what you were doing. You freeze almost immediately and look up, making direct eye contact with Fatin. You felt your face heat up almost immediately as you attempted to say something to her, anything. Nothing came out, of course, and you used the awkward silence to leave as fast as you could. Fatin sat in the space you use to occupy and watched your retreating figure as she asked Toni a question. “Why won’t she talk to me?” Toni responded with a deadpanned look like the answer was obvious.

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“You know people will assume things.” Fatin says as everyone laughs at the banter between her and Dot. “I mean I wouldn’t mind. Those cargo pants especially do not help.” Fatin continues as the girls laugh and Dot rolls her eyes. You let out a quiet giggle at their banter, but felt a little jealous that you couldn’t have the same banter with Fatin or talk to her for that matter. Fatin had heard your giggle and practically melted at the sound. She stared at you adoringly while all the girls looked between the two of you as you played with the sand with a smirk. Both of you were oblivious idiots.

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You sat at the end of the line next to Fatin, which you tried not to freak out about, as you all went down the line saying what you wanted to do when you got off the island after seeing the plane yesterday. Fatin grabbed the hairbrush as Toni passed it down to her. “When I get off this island, I want... To suck the biggest dick imaginable, I mean come on it has been a minute. Fatin announces candidly as the girls look at her with a smirk. Fatin turns to pass you the hairbrush. Her smirk drops some when she seems some sadness show through your eyes. Fatin pulls the hairbrush backs to her lips, like it was an actual microphone, and says something before passing you the hairbrush. “Or not.” Your face heats up at Fatin’s words and it only gets hotter when your finger brush Fatin’s as she passes you the hairbrush.

“I... Um--” You say as you think of what you would do when you returned home. Your thought process is immediately cut off when when Fatin leans over and boldly kiss you on the cheek. You freeze in shock as the girls all start sharing knowing looks and nudge each other like they can’t believe what they were witnessing. “I, umm...” You feel yourself still heating up and decide to just not answer the question and go into the ocean to cool yourself off. You didn’t even think about your actions as you stood up suddenly and took off your shirt and shorts as you headed into the water. This time it was Fatin’s turn to blush.

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“When are you going to make a mooooove?” Dot asks exasperated as she watches Fatin watch you help around the camp with out a shirt on. “Huh? What?” Fatin asks as she breaks concentration and turns to look at Dot. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Fatin states as Dot rolls her eyes. “It’s so obvious the two of you like each other. Everyone but you two can see that.” Fatin just rolls her eyes at her friend’s statement. Dot smirks as she comes up with an idea. “What are you a pussy or something? You are what you eat I guess.” Dot states as she shrugs nonchalantly, knowing that Fatin doesn’t like to get called out on things. “Me?” Fatin asks incredulously. “I am not!” “Prove it.” Dot says with a smirk as she watches Fatin stand up with confidence.

Fatin walks towards you with a purpose and the girls stop to watch how this was going to play out. You were bending down to pick up some wood when you felt a hand placed on your back. You look up and freeze when you see Fatin standing over you. Fatin makes you drop the wood from your hands and pulls you to stand up. Fatin’s confidence grew as she saw love and adoration show through your eyes as you stared at her. Fatin, honestly, had a whole mini speech planned to spill out her feelings for you but with the way you were staring at her, everything just went out the window. Before Fatin could realize her actions, she was pulling you forwards and into a kiss. You tensed as she did and kept your eyes wide in shock before finally closing them and relaxing into the kiss. It was a lot better than you had imagined and you hoped this wouldn’t be the last time you felt it.

[jimalim]

Leatin Fic Rec Friday! #4

It’s been a full month since my first rec post, and the support on this venture has been so nice! Please keep it up cause we’ve still got so many amazing Leatin fics to get to! Check out weeks: 1 2 3 here

Panic by postersonthewall

Words: 1,761 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Not Rated Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Favorite Tag: soft Fatin Summary: Leah suffers a stream of never ending panic attacks in the facility post-rescue. The doctors have tried everything and come to the conclusion that Fatin may be the only person able to help calm down the distressed girl. What I personally love about this fic: Leah’s despair is so incredibly well written that it physically pains me every time I read it. That feeling of relief when Fatin and Leah are reunited is so palpable. It’s a very tender moment, Fatin is so so soft with her. Beautiful!

(Please Don't) Love Me Back by lostresidentevilpotter

Words: 9,602 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Not Rated Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Favorite Tag: N/A Summary: Leah spares one last glance down at Fatin, tries not to think about how she spent hours (hours!) wrapped around a girl she barely knew existed (a girl who definitely didn’t know Leah existed) three weeks ago. And at the same time, Leah can’t imagine being on this island without Fatin. Snapshots of Leah and Fatin’s relationship. What they were. What they could be. What I personally love about this fic: A beautiful collections of mini scenes that show the progression of their relationship. It’s a really nice companion piece to canon, and I really enjoy how it skips around in the timeline. My favorite moment is the “give me my leg back” line, such fun and cute banter! 

say it by leahsfatin

Words: 1,791 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Not Rated Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Favorite Tag: N/A Summary: Leah and Fatin are sent to get water for the rest of the group, but return later than usual after being a little sidetracked. What I personally love about this fic: Who doesn’t love some mutual flirting? Leah runs her mouth telling Fatin all these things she loves about her and it’s very sweet!

my life would suck without you (a la kelly clarkson) by beepbedeep

Words: 923 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Favorite Tags: do you ever just think abouthow much sandwould get in your hair??if you had to SLEEP ON THE BEACHTHAT'S RAW HAIRAND RAW SANDno thank you!!!! Summary: Fatin’s face has been getting closer and closer lately, breath against her cheek to say something that doesn’t need to be whispered, her hair caught in Leah’s mouth, a smile bright in the dark. What I personally love about this fic: I really like the breakdown format in this fic. It’s unlike anything I’ve read before. Separating paragraphs into these sections labeled “a dream” “a realization” etc. is a very cool way to categorize things! I love how the final line calls back to the opening thought!

I’m fine with my spite (and my tears) by passwordfuckingpassword

Words: 746 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Not Rated Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Favorite Tag: SOFT GAYS Summary: Fatin is never been one to cry. She was never really allowed. " You can't show no weakness fatin." that's what her mother always says.so why the fuck is she, Fatin Jadmani, full on sobbing. What I personally love about this fic: As the tag said, soft gays! lol Leah rushing through “doyoumaybewantmetoholdyoustillyousleep” is so freaking cute!! 

[nnightskiess]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐤���𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐲

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₊° - 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐩, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨.

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The food was scarce, the mood incredibly low, and the energy levels even lower. Some girls kept quiet, others snapped, and then you also had those who snapped when their quiet was interrupted.

Fatin's lips were puckered together in a sour frown, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked out at the waves flowing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Almost as if they were teasing her that while they had all the freedom in the world, she was stuck on this damned island.

"We shouldn't sit here and expect food to magically drop out of the sky." Dot took a deep breath and pushed herself off the ground, her limbs felt like they were filled with concrete, "Who's coming with?"

"Yeah, I'm not doing shit. You can go ahead, though." Fatin was beyond annoyed, so much so that even the wind that blew her hairs softly in her face could make her want to scream. The battle she'd had with the sand sticking to every part of her body had been long lost. There was no point in fighting anymore, seeing as sand was surrounding them.

"Fatin, do you want-"

"I'm not going!"

She opened her eyes as soon as she realised it had not been Dot's voice, but yours.

"Fuck, Y/N, I'm sorry." She pulled at your hand, a tired smile immediately taking over her face, "What do I want...? Enlighten me."

You, in a mood of your own, felt no longer excited to take your girlfriend along, "No, it's fine. Martha, you want to come?"

The girl nodded and accepted your offered hand to pull her up.

"Hey! I never said I didn't want to come along?" Fatin sat up on her knees, talking to the back of your head as you left.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you did." Dot shrugged.

"I said I didn't want to go on some Bear Grills hunting mission with you."

Dot snorted at the defensive look on Fatin's face. Fatin huffed and grabbed a La Croix before following the footsteps you had left in the sand.

"Where are you going? Five-star resort is the other way!"

"Fuck off, Dorothy." She flipped her off before she disappeared behind the cliffs.

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"Um, do you see it?"

You both inspected every tree and branch for one of the markings Fatin had left, but there was no nail polish or piece of cloth anywhere in sight.

"No... maybe we should walk back a bit. Might've missed one or gone the wrong direction."

"Sure thing!"

You wanted to turn on your heel but stopped, "Hey, look at this!"

A low bush of beautifully vibrant, pink flowers were hidden away in the greenery of the woods. Behind you, Martha let out a surprised and impressed sigh.

"Those are so beautiful! Wait- What are you doing?"

"Taking one."

"But then they might stop growing!"

"Just one. I'll leave enough. Besides, this is public property, right?" You sent her a playful wink before taking the flower up to your nose, "Hm, I thought it would smell sweet."

"What are you going to do with it?"

Suddenly, your cheeks flushed, "I-I, um, well-"

You didn't know if Fatin was even the type of girl to appreciate flowers, your time on the island had made you get to know her fast but silly things like this had never been part of the conversation. She seemed to resent everything classy or cliché, but, surely she could appreciate the gesture of a beautiful flower, right?

"Fatin?" Martha's teasing smirk said it all. You nodded meekly. "I bet she'll love it."

"I hope so." Your mind went to the girl and a lovesick smile coated your face. You held tight onto the flower, careful not to break its delicate petals.

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"Y/N!" Fatin yelled and sighed, getting irritated that you were ignoring her calls.

"Come on, you can't be that far ahead," She mumbled under her breath.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? But I hauled my ass all the way over here to tell you that so the least you can do is respond-" Her words echoed through the woods, "-Hey! Hell-oohoo?! Babe!"

"I'm taking my top off!" She found amusement in her own joke and lame attempt to lure you to her, but her face fell once she reached the waterfall and there was no one there.

"Fucking great, making me play search party in this heat." She cursed under her breath. She might have followed you, but that didn't mean the lack of food in her belly, the mosquito bites giving her an unbearable itch and the sun blazing down on her weren't still annoying her.

The sounds of bird's wings flapping caught her attention. A flock of birds flew up from another part of the woods and an ecstatic yell followed. The exact words got lost in the soundtrack of the chirping, screeching and crackling of the woods, but she knew it was your voice.

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"I have never tasted something so sweet!" Martha grinned from ear to ear as she pushed berry after berry into her mouth, her mouth and hands stained with red juice.

You hummed, swallowing down your own bite before wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

Martha cackled and pointed at your face, "You look like a clown!"

"You should see yourself!"

"What kind of fresh hell-" Fatin's voice made you turn around in an instant, and you immediately hid the hand that still held the flower behind your back.

She tried to bite away her smile at the ridiculous mess on your faces,

"Wow... if you're trying out for a child-friendly circus then you should really do your lipstick in front of a mirror because this look just screams psychotic killer clown." She smiled heartedly and walked up to you, gently grabbing your chin before rubbing the juice off your cheeks, chin and lips.

Her smile faded as she looked into your eyes, "I'm sorry." she mouthed quietly, to which you shook your head.

"I'm sorry too." You mouthed back, gesturing for her to open her mouth so you could pop a berry in. It popped open in her mouth and prickled her tastebuds.

She closed her eyes and chewed.

"Good?"

She put her finger up to silence you, "Let me enjoy this food orgasm in silence."

"In silence? I thought you-"

She wagged her finger around, shutting you up.

"How are we gonna take all the berries back?"

"Carry it in our shirts?" You opted and pulled your shirt off, immediately folding it so that it could serve as a little basket. You quickly turned back around so that Fatin couldn't see the flower as you hid it carefully.

"This is all getting better and better." Fatin playfully pushed your chest with a finger, making you stumble back slightly, her eyes shamelessly going over your chest.

"Just wait till we get all the glory from bringing back food." You played.

"Gah, the irony."

"What?"

"Oh, just that I'm gonna be the one bringing back food and not Dot."

"Um, we kind of found it?" Martha smiled unsurely.

"Oh, come on! Can't I get a share of the praise for helping you bring it back?"

"Of course, you can." You planted a quick kiss on her cheek and intertwined your hands together. She adorably squeezed her eyes shut and scrunched up her nose.

Martha playfully rolled her eyes and decided to start picking more berries, knowing you'd be too busy being cute.

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"Here! Here! Fresh fruit for only one 'thank you' per handful! Get your dose of berries now before it's too late!"

All the girls turned around in an instant, their faces lighting up immediately as they saw you approach. They surrounded you all, wanting to grab their own handful before Nora stopped them,

"Wait! We don't know if they're poisonous or not."

Martha shrugged, "We ate them."

"And?"

"And what? We're feeling fine." You added.

"And it sure beats cannibalism." Fatin huffed.

"Yeah, so YOLO!"

She turned to you, shaking her head, "No, don't... say that, babe."

"What?" You shrank only slightly until she cracked a grin at the adorable look on your face.

"Fuck it, I'm too hungry to be thinking of the consequences right now." Toni threw a handful in her mouth, immediately moaning at the taste,

"Worth it!" She mumbled out, her lips stained with red juice.

Eventually, everyone started to happily eat away, feeling blissed out and slightly more full.

Fatin rested between your legs, against your chest and had her arms outstretched in a namaste pose.

A loud giggle coming from you made her shoot her eyes open,

"You put your right foot in, your right foot out and you shake it all about-"

"What the-"

Martha's giggles followed and mixed with your own. She let out a deep sigh, "Yes, Marcus, I do!" She playfully slapped the chest of the mannequin she was leaning against.

You laughed loudly, "He can't even wear a ring on his left hand!"

"Babe, shush, I can't hear him." Fatin slapped your thigh. "He's asking me something."

"Who?" Leah asked.

"Leah, not now!"

"What the fuck is going on?" Rachel's eyes flashed across your faces.

"Oh, you should come, too! Double-wedding!" A snort left Martha's mouth before she fell to the ground in a fit of giggles.

"Sshhh!" Fatin flailed her arm around, "He's talking!"

"Who?! Who is talking!!?" Rachel stood up.

"This is some seriously weird shit." Dot furrowed her brows but couldn't help but laugh quietly.

"Oooooh, you do the hokey pokey."

The girls all exchanged glances as Martha, Fatin and you each seemed to be in your own little bubble. Or whatever it was.

"Martha, are you okay?" Toni leaned over, only for the girl to loudly hum the Here Comes The Bride theme.

"The berries!" Nora said as soon as it hit her, "I think... they might've made them high... They ate them earlier than we did... so... just a heads up? We'll probably follow soon."

Shelby immediately tensed up, "High? We're all going to get high?!"

Toni put an arm around her, "Hey, don't worry. We'll be fine. Look, they're just being silly. That's all."

But when Fatin shrieked loudly when you offered her your hand, everyone's eyes widened.

"Get away from me, you fucking mutant!" She scurried off in the sand.

You started to sob loudly at the rejection, raising your hand to shield your face. That's when everyone let out a gasp.

Your hand was red and purple, swollen, and was filled with disgusting blisters.

"That... that can't be good."

"Don't touch your face!" Dot slapped your hand away.

"Is that gonna happen to us, too?!" Leah panicked.

"Martha doesn't have it."

"Hey, Fatin-"

She slapped Leah's hands away, afraid Leah was another mutant, but it was enough to see Fatin was safe, "Neither does Fatin."

Shelby inspected her hands thoroughly for every tiny spot or change. Toni grabbed them to stop her.

"Y/N!" Martha suddenly sat up, "I don't have a bouquet! Can I borrow your flower?"

As if you had completely forgotten Fatin's rejection, you giggled again, "Flower? You're silly. I have a coin though." You pulled out a penny.

"The hell is-"

Then, as if a light switched on, you seemed to realise you had indeed picked a flower. You were about to give the bright pink flower to Martha,

"Don't!" Nora's yell made you flinch.

You frowned, "Don't you think it's pretty?" Your eyes glanced over Fatin, who sat staring at her hands. If Nora didn't like them, would Fatin?

"Oh- it's a lovely flower!" Leah nodded ferociously, playing along, trying to keep you distracted.

"I-I read about those... they're-" Nora turned to the others, knowing there was no time to explain anything, "Drop it, Y/N."

"But it's for-"

"Drop it in the fire."

"Why?" Your lip quivered.

"Hey, um, Y/N-" Dot tried, "It's trying to eat away at your fingers, see its tiny teeth?"

Repulsed, you flicked the flower off your hand. Dot grabbed a stick to whip it into the fire where the petals turned to ash almost immediately.

"I'll give her the Cetirizine." Dot stood up with a sigh. You were probably having an allergic reaction to the flower.

"Oh and uh... um, fill that part of the suitcase... with, um, saltwater and make her keep... her hands in there!" Nora squeezed her eyes shut and pointed a shaky finger the other way, feeling the effects of the berries start to sink in. She let out a high-pitched chuckle.

"So is it safe to assume that that was because of the flower and not because of the berries?" Shelby asked, slightly calming down.

"Looks like it."

"Oh, thank God."

Fatin crawled back to you through the sand and grabbed your cheeks, looking into your eyes as if her next words would be her last, "I still like you, nothing has changed. Mutant or not— shut the fuck up, Marcus, I'm talking-"

Dot started laughing at that, Rachel and Toni soon joined. Then Leah followed and eventually also Shelby.

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The orange hue of the flames lit up all of your faces. Everyone was exhausted, your bellies ached from laughing, but at least the effects had worn off. Fatin sat beside you and you felt her look at you.

"What?" You had your brows furrowed, your bottom lip jotted out. The suitcase sat in front of you, where your hand was still soaking in the saltwater.

She bit her lip to stop herself from laughing, "I'm sorry, you just look so fucking adorable when you're brooding."

"Nice take on my suffering, but it's good that at least someone is getting something out of it." You groaned when your hand started to itch again, "I feel like a fucking dog filled with fleas." You moved your hand out of the water, but Fatin tutted,

"Eh! No, no! Put it back. I need that hand smooth as a baby bum before my hands are going anywhere near it again." She looped her arm around yours and gave your side a squeeze. She nuzzled her nose into your cheek.

You let out a grunt but listened nonetheless.

"Ohhh, you do the hokey pokey." Leah nudged your leg, stifling a laugh.

"What?" The look she received from you was quizzical, and you looked especially puzzled when the others started to laugh as well.

"And you turn yourself around, that's what it's all about." The girls sang as one before dissolving into laughter.

You had no idea what their inside joke was about, or what you had done while being high on berries, but what you did know, was that you had cheered Fatin up again, which had been your main priority that day after all.

You watched as Fatin sat smiling beside you, her toothy grin as wide as ever. Indeed, that was what it was all about.

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[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Waterfall- Fatin Jadmani (1)

Pairing: Fatin Jadmani x Reader

Characters: Fatin Jadmani

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- hi could i request a fatin x reader :) maybe they click on the island and have clear chemistry and banter. When fatin storms off to find the waterfall r follows and maybe they kiss in the water or something, if not no worries! or feel free to spin it whatever way you want i’d just like to see slightly soft fatin :)

Word Count: 422

Author: Charlotte

Although you disliked conflict, you couldn’t blame Fatin’s reaction as she stormed off into the forest and to wherever she could find on that terrible island. You didn’t imagine that a shelter building contest was going to end well, it would likely only result in two shoddily built half structures until you all ended up stuck sleeping on the beach again without any safety from the incoming elements.

With the rest able to sort the situation on the beach and what was left of the shelter’s, you headed off in the same direction as Fatin, hoping to find her and not end up lost in the overgrowth. You called out her name over and over as you trailed through, trying to follow any signs of her but you were starting to doubt that you were going in the right direction until you heard her swear.

“Fatin?” You called once more; your throat having started to feel raw from your repeated shouting in your search from her.

“Y/N?” She responded.

The two of you exchanged names a couple more times until you managed to catch up to her. You hoped that when you finally caught up to her, you’d end up heading back to the makeshift camp, but she continued on walking in the direction she had been heading and you weren’t about to leave her now that you’d found her.

“Where are you going?” You questioned, your breathing uneven from walking on the uneven terrain for a while.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “Just nowhere near that psycho bitch.”

You let out a tired chuckle. “I don’t know if I’d call Leah those exact words, but I get where you’re coming from.”

She went to argue and reiterate that Leah was in fact a ‘psycho bitch’ but as she pushed past the overhanging leaves, her breath was taken.

“Holy shit.”

You moved to be beside her so that you could see what had caught her in her place. In front of you was a running waterfall with a sizeable pool of water below it. You had never been so excited to find a natural flow of water in your life.

“Is that what I think it is?” You grinned.

“If you think it’s a unicorn then you’re wrong,” she stated, a smile curling onto her lips. “Part of me wants to stay here and leave them to struggle, but I guess we’ve got to tell them.”

You took her hand, giving it a squeeze. “We don’t have to head back just yet.”

[blinkaftermidnight]

tbh i strongly agree, mainly because i love the idea of fatin in leia’s position. princess, senator, general of the rebellion it’s so FITTING. leah would probably be less of an asshole than han but corellian born, becoming a pilot to escape, taking smuggling jobs and the like bc it’s all she can do to stay afloat YEAH

but may i also suggest on the farrrr headcanon side, leah as luke and fatin as han. just because i’m still fond of leah with a lightsaber. but as much as i love her i can’t fully see her in that ‘chosen one’ position so 🤔

Love when we're in agreement. I would kill for this AU if I wasn't such a prequels bitch lmao but something about Senator Fatin Jadmani (who is also secretly leading the Rebellion) butting heads with snarky smuggler Leah and deciding that yep, Leah is the one for her. But of course it takes FOREVER for either of them to admit their feelings. Probably in a life or death or carbonite situation.

I will admit I never would've thought of Leah as Luke and Fatin as Han but that would be such an interesting dynamic. Fatin as the smuggler attempting to scrape a life together for herself and Leah as the last of the Jedi, and of course trying to take on the Emperor is a death sentence, but Fatin follows Leah anyway. I imagine someone like Dot could fill in Leia's place and drag those two into the Rebellion with her

[mediocre-writerr]

the wilds [masterlist]

updated: january 12, 2022

*master lists will be updated every week*

*not my gif*

dot campbell: 

ends of the earth

fatin jadmani:

the night we met

walk with you

leah rilke:

bring us through: series

to build a home

electric love

youth

3:00am - pt.2

shelby goodkind: 

unsteady - pt.2

stupid with love

all or nothing - pt.2

you found me - pt.2 

if i could tell her - pt.2, pt.3

drag me down

already gone

the 1

toni shalifoe:

lost boy

saturday sun

touch

the weight - pt.2

grow as we go - pt.2

almost - pt.2, pt.3

please notice

the wilds girls:

all for us - pt.2

only angel

youth

walk with you

medicine

shotgun - pt.2

old me

august

[annual-amerikate]

leatin x kiss cam (conan gray title <3)

let's just trust the night

crossposted on ao3

Fatin had dragged Leah here, the promise of 'getting out of the house' and a tiny bit of begging from her and Leah was agreeing. It wasn't that Leah didn't leave the house, she just didn't do it often after the island, frankly she never really left her room.

Leah was absolutely content with this but when your bestfriend and crush is an extrovert, you go places.

Today, that place was an overly crowded and super fucking loud, in Leah's opinion, basketball game. So here she was, in some crowded stadium watching the 'Rebels' and the 'Dons?' (who she assumes she is supposed to cheer for because she's in a horrible green and yellow t-shirt beneath her cardigan) fight on a Saturday in December.

About halfway through the third quarter, during a timeout, the kiss cam, which Leah hated and Fatin loved, panned over to their section. Of course Leah had spilled a bit of nacho cheese on her shirt and at that exact moment Fatin and her were fighting over cleaning it off.

"You really are a clumsy bitch," Fatin chuckled, finally winning the napkin from Leah.

Leah blushed, "You enjoy cleaning up the messes, reminds you of your mother hen days."

"Don't you even-" Fatin threw the napkin back in Leah's face.

The both of them laughing, the naco cheese long forgotten. Settling into their normal banter, Fatin grabbed her phone to take a photo.

"You are not taking a photo of me at a basketball game," Leah glared.

"And why not?" Fatin questioned, her eyes shining, already knowing.

"One, Toni will be mad it wasn't hers, and two, I do not want this moment immortalized."

"One photo, just for me?"

"Fatin, no."

"Lee, come on~"

By this point the kiss cam had caught two chaste, quick pecks on the cheeks from an older couple and a obviously platonic couple of friends. The camera slowly panned closer before panning over to the two bickering teens.

"Fatin-" Leah paused, poking her crush who had suddenly appeared on the fucking kiss cam with her.

"What is more importan- oh-" Fatin paused before starting to laugh.

"Now what about this is funny Jadmani," Leah snapped, her anxiety creeping up slowly.

"Hey, Leah just irony ok, don't go anywhere right now?"

"It's not funny to me ok?" Leah's hand went up to her eyebrow before Fatin intercepted it.

"Why, do you not want to kiss me?"

"NO-" Leah jumped, "It's not that it's that I just..."

"Leah, tell me, it ok, we're right here," Fatin looked at her with so much of something, putting her soul into her words, like she always did.

"It's more like I really want to kiss you, ok?" Leah whispered, just loud enough for the other girl to hear.

"Damn it, Rilke. I've been waiting to hear that you know," Fatin chuckled, her eyes damp and hands coming up to cup Leah's face, "Now can I kiss you so we're both happy?"

Leah smiled, her hand reaching for Fatin's face, the other one for her hip. Their lips met slowly, the tension high, the kiss cam still on them. Fatin smelled of expensive, high-end, floral perfume; her lips tasting of vanilla and lavender, just like Leah had imagined.

Fatin pulled back, their foreheads meeting, a smile painted both faces, the cam since moving on, Fatin looked into Leah's eyes. The same expression Leah was sure she was wearing was staring at her, full of care, like she held the universe.

"Can we head home?" Leah asked.

Fatin laughed, "Yeah, yeah. We can do that."

They held hands, fingers intertwined and thumbs brushing knuckles as they left, the basketball game long forgotten.

-end-

AN: i'm like really sick but this was super fun to write and totally healed my illness /s