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[chromatiica]

ARE YOU INDIGO'S TYPE????

[bueckers-babygirl]

Say it back (paige bueckers x black!reader)

Summary: just a little blurb of Paige and y/n doing a TikTok trend

“Alright. I'm going to be back late tonight, but do you want me to bring you anything to eat” Paige says, standing up after she ties her shoes. “Nah I'm good baby,” I say as I sit in our bed and scroll on my phone. 

While scrolling, I saw the trend where when your partner leaves and says I love you, you don’t say I love you back, which gave me the best idea. 

Paige nods her head before leaning down to give me a quick peck. “Alright! I love you mama” She then starts making her way to the door. “Ok! Bye,” I say with a cheery voice. She soon stops in her tracks before turning back to me with furrowed eyebrows.

“I love you” “Bye babe” At this point she had made a full 180 and sat on the bed before me. “I said I love you” she states, her voice getting louder. “I said bye! Baby you're about to be late” I say trying to stifle a laugh. “I don’t give a fuck. I’m not leaving until you say it back” her voice getting a bit more irritated.

“Baby! Say what” I pretend to act confused. “You know what! Mama, I'm about to be late just say it” She takes my hands into hers as she stares desperately into my eyes.

“Paige, sweety, I said goodbye,” I say finally letting out a laugh. I soon see Paige's face turn from confusion to sadness. “Oh! Paigey! I'm sorry! It was a prank. Ya know that TikTok prank where you don’t say it back? I showed it to you the other day” I hopped up and brought her into my arms. “Y/n that's not even funny! I thought you were mad at me bruh” she says letting out a laugh of relief.

“Paige even if I’m mad at you I still say it” I bring her up out of my arms to look at her face. “I love you” I kiss her as she giggles. “I love you too babe, but don’t ever do that shit again”. 

Thought this was cute <3

[nvieditz]

bad decisions pt 2

alexia x reader

hey everyone! sorry it took a bit for this to be done (and i apologize for the bit of a cliffhanger but i have the “rest” of this done and will be coming out so i just liked how this ended haha)

warnings: no smut just plot (smut in the next part i promise) 2k+ word count

You get back to Ana’s apartment and it’s quiet and dark. You don’t even bother turning the lights off you  hang up your keys and head to the guest bedroom you’re staying in. 

You hop in the shower quickly before putting on a big t shirt and heading to bed. Out of curiosity you turned on your phone and opened google. 

You searched Fc Barcelona Alexia

The results were… wow.

You found yourself going through the images tab and reading her description. There was an instagram account link. You couldn’t help but click on it. 

Holy 3 million followers.

You basically stalked her whole profile for an embarrassing amount of time, being blown away by all the awards and trophies she’s won. You finally put your phone down when you realized what time it was. You had to stop thinking about her. 

But how could you when that was the best sex you’ve had in a long time. 

The next morning you wake up to noise in the kitchen. Ana must be up and getting ready to go to the gym, she always goes on weekend mornings. 

You have to get some work done so you decide to head to a coffee shop and do some work there. 

You throw on some jeans and a t shirt, grab your laptop and leave your bedroom. 

But what you see in your kitchen is a surprise. 

Ana is making breakfast and one of Alexia’s friends from last night was sitting on one of the stools from the kitchen island. 

“Oh, Hi y/n I didn’t hear you come in last night,” Ana asks, just as shocked as you are. 

Alexia’s friend flashes you an awkward smile. 

“Yeah sorry I got back pretty late,” you respond which adds more awkwardness to the air. “Well, I’m heading out so have fun.” You smile as you grab your house keys and head out. 

You put on your headphones and walk towards the coffee shop you saw that looked cute. 

It was a beautiful day in Barcelona, as always. You were considering moving here since your job is work from home and you’re tired of the rainy weather back home. And, it would help you be farther away from her. 

You reach the coffee shop and order your drink before claiming a small round table and get to work. You’re the social media manager of a new language learning app so your work today was mostly research, looking into new trends and what catches people’s eye. 

But then something catches your eye. 

Or someone. 

Shit. 

There’s Alexia, in line for a coffee, with another one of the girls from last night. 

You try to pretend you didn’t see her and continue work. You focus on your work and the Fletcher song you love playing in your headphones. 

You suddenly see Alexia standing in front of your table holding her coffee. “Mind if I sit here?” she asks. 

You wanted to say no but you didn’t want to be rude. “Sure,” you said as politely as possible without trying to incite anything. 

You try your best to ignore her and continue your work, but you can feel her staring at you. You look up at her from your laptop. 

“Why are you ignoring me?” She asks, clearly annoyed. 

“Because I came here to do my job not chit chat.” you realized you snapped at her a beat too late. Her face flashed with anger. “I’m sorry, I’m just not in the best mood.” you try to salvage the situation.

“No, I mean clearly you couldn’t wait to leave yesterday so I don’t know what happened because according to… you know… you seemed like you had a good time.” she presses. 

You take a deep breath before answering. “I did have a good time,” you pause, “but if I’m being honest, I just wanted a one night thing to distract me from- well it doesn’t matter from what.” you shake off the mopey feeling creeping back up. 

She looks confused. “Ok, I don’t fully understand but I respect your boundaries.” she states but she doesn’t get up.

You look at her just as confused. She finally starts to get up but before she leaves she leans in and whispers, “Oh and you left your strap in my apartment,” she winks. “and your hair looks really good down like that.” she smiles as she walks away. 

You hide the blush her comment made you get by taking a sip of your coffee. You finally get back to work. 

You’re packing up your stuff after a few hours doing some work and your phone dings. 

Thinking it was Ana you pick up your phone immediately. 

[instagram] @alexiaputellas has started following you 

You scoff at your phone. You ignore it and put your phone away. How did she even find your profile anyway? 

You walk out of the coffee shop and head back with the intention to just relax for a few hours and maybe go grab some dinner with Ana. 

Your phone dings again.

[instagram] @alexiaputellas “when do you plan on picking up your things 😉”

You can’t help but smile because clearly she wanted to see you again, very badly. But you still felt like she wanted something more that you didn’t want. 

You ignored the message again for now and headed home with Ana. 

You walk in the door and see Ana sitting on the couch watching tv. 

“Hey,” you say as you kick your shoes off. 

“Hey where’d you go?” she asks.

You set your bag on the counter and head over to sit next to her. “I went to the coffee shop to do some work,” you reply nonchalantly. 

She looks at you for a beat. “Are you ok? You seemed off this morning. And also why were you here this morning weren’t you going home with Alexia?” her voice came off teasing at the sound of Alexia’s name. 

“Yeah I’m fine, I did go home with her but decided it was best not to stay.” you replied trying to end the conversation. 

“Well, what was it?” she asks, “Was she… bad?” she whispered jokingly. 

You laughed softly, “No, she was… great,” you smile. 

“Sooo… what was it?” she asks, clearly genuinely interested. 

You take a beat to think about what to say, “Well, I don’t know. I feel like staying would insinuate that I wanted more than just a one night thing and you know I’m not looking for anything right now, not so soon after.. you know who.” you look down sadly. 

“You can say her name you know… she’s not

voldemort,” Ana laughs, “and I understand, and I’m sorry about the whole thing with Ona this morning, I didn’t mean for it to be awkward.” 

You laugh, “It’s ok. So how was that?” you tease. 

“Really good,” she smiles. “Oh and she asked if we wanted to go to a party she’s having tomorrow?” she slips in quickly. 

“Oh god I don’t know, Alexia’s probably gonna be there isn’t she?” you ask worriedly. The last thing you needed was seeing her again. 

“Oh come on, I don’t want to go by myself and I like her. If you see her you can just ignore her, flirt with another one of her friends, let her know you don’t want anything for sure,” she begs, “Please? for me?” she begs like a small child. 

You think about it for a second, “Fine.” 

Ana practically jumps for joy and kisses your forehead, “Thank you thank you. It’ll be fun I promise,” she runs over to grab her phone, presumably to text Ona and let her know we’re coming. 

You get comfortable on the couch and put on an episode of Modern Family before you and Ana sat on the small table in the kitchen eating some leftover Paella from a few nights ago, still as good as new. 

After eating you decide to go to bed early, needing to catch up on sleep. When you get in bed you open instagram and once again are reminded of Alexia’s message. 

And the fact that you hadn’t followed her back. 

You were too tired to do anything about this—smartly at least. 

You ignored it again for now and went to bed. 

The next morning you wake up dreading this party— and that was an understatement. 

But you had to get up to get some

work done.

You get up and sit yourself on the couch with a cup of coffee. You didn’t bother to change out of your pajamas since you had no meetings today. 

You spent the next few hours designing posts for the company and diving into instagram looking for potential trends for promoting the company more. 

By the time you’ve almost driven yourself mad, your computer is about to die and it’s almost time to clock out. You go to grab your charger but your phone pings. 

You turn around to grab it and see the notification from instagram. 

[Instagram] @alexiaputellas “can’t wait to see you tonight.”

You scoff and ignore the message. You grab your computer charger and plug it into your laptop. 

Your phone dings again. 

[Instagram] @alexiaputellas “you can’t keep ignoring me you know?” 

You smiled at the message and continued to ignore it. 

After a little bit, you finished work and started to get ready since the party was in a few hours. 

You started to realize you feel a little excited to see Alexia. You like the attention. 

And as long as you don’t let it get any further, there’s no harm in a little fun.

You just had to make sure it was just for fun.

You were finishing getting doing your makeuo when you heard Ana get back from work. 

“Hi babe, how are you?” she called from the living room. 

“Good, just getting ready!” you called back. 

You hear her footsteps getting closer to you before she enters the bathroom that you’re in. “Sorry it took me so long to get back we’ll probably be late to the party,” she said. She looked at you and your almost finished makeup, “You look really hot for someone who doesn’t want to go to this party.” 

You laugh as if what she said was ridiculous, “Oh please. I just don’t want to be caught underdressed,” you joked. 

“One thing is not being underdressed and another thing is looking like you want Alexia to fuck you senseless again,” she teases. 

Your face goes red, “When did I say anything about senseless?” you laugh. 

“Oh you don’t have to tell me. I know,” she whispers as she leaves to go get ready. 

You look at yourself in the mirror thinking maybe you are overdressing. 

You decided to wear a red tank top that showed just enough cleavage to not be too showy but not modest. You wore your low rise, black jeans that fit you so well and you know you look really good in them. You decided to add a belly chain to the outfit to make it look even better. You decided to keep your hair down for the night. 

You convinced yourself this hair decision had nothing to do with Alexia’s comment in the coffee shop the other day.

When Ana is done getting ready you order an uber to come pick you up and you wait until it arrives. You grab your bag and your keys and you and Ana head out the door. 

When you’re in the uber you find yourself mindlessly scrolling through instagram and you end up going through the barca femenil squad instagram. 

Just to see who may all be at the party, not to look at pictures of Alexia. 

When you get there you get out of the uber and realize, this is the same building Alexia’s apartment is in. Figures that they live in the same building. 

Unwanted memories of the other night come flooding back. 

You shake off the warm feeling in your body as you walk into the building. 

You can hear music from the entrance and you assume that’s coming from the party. 

You head up the stairs and reach the apartment where the party noise is coming from. Ana knocks on the door a d a few seconds later Ona opens the door. 

“Hi,” she hugs Ana then gestures for both of you to come in, “Come in” she smiles. 

You walk in and in no surprise, most of the women there are all extremely fit and definitely fellow footballers. You spot Alexia in the kitchen talking to someone else. You pretend you didn’t see her as you said hi to the others. 

Ana sits down to where Ona is sitting and Ona offers to grab both of you something to drink. You taker her up on her offer and ask for a rum and coke. 

You sit down on the end of the couch no one seems to be taking up. 

You mindlessly switch from paying attention to the conversations around you and not. You’re happy Ana seems to be having a good time but you’re a little bored. 

That is, before someone sits next to you. 

This woman is FIT. 

Brown hair with dyed blonde highlights and an energy that exuded so much confidence it was intimidating. 

She’s wearing a tight white t shirt and some dark blue pinstripe low rise jeans, with some boxers

peaking above them.  

“Hola,” she says to you, her eyes quickly rake down your body and back up. “I’m Misa, nice to meet you.” 

She extends a hand for you to shake, you smile a little before grabbing her hand and shaking it lightly. “I’m y/n, nice to meet you too.” 

She smiles at you, “So, how do you know Ona?” she asks. 

Not wanting to tell her the full truth, you said, “Oh, Ana’s my best friend,” you gesture toward where they’re sitting. 

“Lovely,” she teases. You can feel her slowly inching closer to you. 

“So, do you play on the barcelona team as well?” you ask her, subconsciously hoping Alexia is watching this conversation, you try to be more into this conversation. 

“No,” she smiles, “I play for Madrid but I’m friends with most of these girls from the Spanish national team. I’m here visiting.” 

Misa was about to say something else,

but you can feel Alexia watching you from your peripheral and something took over you. 

You quickly break the distance between you and Misa and kiss her. You can feel her surprise at first but she slowly deepens the kiss as her hand wanders to your thigh. You break apart from the kiss after what felt like hours. 

“Can I get you another drink?” she asks you softly. 

“Yes please,” you smile. She grabs your empty glass off of the table and heads to the bar to refresh your drink. 

Immediately as she’s gone you feel someone else sit next to you. 

You turn to see Alexia. She looks… mad. But why would she be mad? You guys aren’t together. 

“Hi Alexia,” you say blankly. 

“Hi,” she says flatly, “why have you been ignoring me?” 

“Who says I’m ignoring you?” you snap back. 

“You, right now.” she bites back. “Why are you acting like this? Did I do something?” now she seems worried. 

You sigh and look down for a moment. 

You think about what to say for a moment. 

You put your hand on her thigh. You look at her and your eyes darken. She looks really good and you hadn’t noticed from how much you were trying to pretend she wasn’t there. 

“We can keep doing this,” you point between the two of you, your voice lowers, “if you promise, there are no feelings. This is just for fun. Because I am not ready for a relationship,” You say blatantly. 

She seems a little taken aback at first but then her eyes darken. “Ok,” she pauses for a moment. She leans in to kiss you. It’s a soft kiss but slow. Painfully slow. She pulls away and whispers, “Meet me in my apartment in 30 minutes,” before getting up and heading out the door. 

You realize you don’t remember which apartment is hers. 

Shit. 

[smilervamp4]

this was definitely for me LOL i finally hopped onto the miku trend with cranberry bog miku XD what better way to introduce massachusetts miku than with an obscure tumblr reference >:3

[cy6err]

Kisses — W.S.

Pairings: Walker Scobell x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Kissing… other than that, fluff !! :) not proofread

Summary: You convince Walker to do the “lipstick trend” on tiktok. (Established relationship)

A/N: tysm for 20+ followers and all the love !! 🤍 Also, I’m still trying to find out a plot for part 3 of first look, so have this little blurb :)

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Walker was at your house for the weekend, wanting to spend time with his “lovely girlfriend” before needing to go back to filming. His head was on your shoulder while he scrolled through TikTok, showing you videos from here and there saying “hey babe, look at this!” Or “omg check this out.”

He was a huge cuddler and would always cling to you every chance he gets, because he found your presence comforting. You were also on TikTok, switching between different social media platforms because you were bored out of your mind.

Your finger drags along the screen until you came across one tiktok of a girl applying lipstick and “accidentally” messing it up. A hand pops up on the screen to wipe the smear off her bottom lip and the camera pans over to the boy with lipstick kisses all over their face.

Biting your lip in thought, you turn to look at Walker and smile. “Walker?” You call out softly, causing him to look up in curiosity. “Yeah?”

“Wanna do a TikTok with me?” You say, turning your phone off, followed by a click sound. “Like, a regular one where we’re dancing? Sure.”

You chuckle and shake your head, “No. like, um… here I’ll show you.” You turn your phone back on and unlock it, opening the app and tapping the video to show him. Walker watched intently and raised his eyebrows, “You wanna do that?”

You only nod in response, turning your phone off again. “It’s cute.”

“It’s kind of… I don’t know. Cringe?” He says, smiling as his face turns pink. You playfully hit his shoulder, “It’s not cringe! It’s sweet.”

“Im not gonna do it.” He replies, shaking his head and going back to his phone. You roll your eyes at him and huff, “Please, Walker? I’ll do anything.”

He looks at you again, smirking. “Anything?”

Giving him a weird look, you slowly nod. “Yeah… anything. Just do this trend with me?” Walker thought about it for a moment and his smirk turns into a smile, sitting up on the bed. “Okay.”

You squeal excitedly and hop out of your bed, going over to your vanity to get out a lipstick color. Rummaging around for quite some time, you finally found a color you liked and walk back to the bed.

Sitting on it, you open the lipstick cap and curse to yourself for not applying the lipstick on before when you were just in front of the mirror. “Walker can I use your camera real quick?” He nods and takes his phone out, swiping to the left and opening the camera app.

You use the camera and carefully apply the lipstick. As you were busy with it, Walker watched you with adoration and longing until you looked up. “Okay I have to do the kisses before it dries out.”

“Okay,” he obliged as you leaned forward to grab his face, placing a kiss to his cheek. Pulling back, you see the mark and smile, starting to pepper kisses all over his face causing him to smile and chuckle a bit.

After finishing up, you pull away again and see his beet-red face. “Ready?” You ask, sitting by him and unlocking your phone again. You open the TikTok app and tap the plus button on the bottom middle of the screen and choosing the sound.

As the song played, you apply the lipstick on again and smear it under your lip. Walker brought his thumb up to wipe it away and you turn your camera to him, showing his embarrassed and awkward smile. The video ends and you watch it, a huge smile across your face as well as blush.

“Thank you Walker, you’re the best.” You chuckle, uploading the TikTok with the caption saying: “had to convince him to do this (was totally worth it)”

Walker grins and nods, “Of course. Give me a kiss.” He leans in to which you lean back, “but I have lipstick on?”

“So?”

You roll your eyes and kiss him, staining his lips with the red color, a smile of content playing on his lips. “So… what did you want me to do for our bargain?” You ask, your eyes not leaving his.

“We’re not longer gonna be Raven and Beast boy for Halloween. You’re being robin while I’m Batman.” He says proudly.

“What? No way.” You protest. “Yes way. Or I’m deleting that video.”

“Fine.”

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Yaya hope you liked it! Feel free to send requests :)

Tag list: @cupidsdaugther @idkwhosnyla @ilovemen2much

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

05/30/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins; Taika Waititi; Rachel House; GuzKhan; Police Menacing Max: Pride Month; Tell Tale TV Awards Reminder; Emmy Considerations: #Emmy4ConONeill Day; June 3 Fuckery with AdoptOurCrew; FanSpotlight; Mermay; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika

== David Jenkins ==

Well, Chaos Dad Chose violence today.

Source: David Jenkins' Twitter

== Taika Waititi ==

Rita's new Music Video came out at midnight last night, and I was planning on just having this one picture, but now I gotta put in the whole video so you can see Taika in his Laundromat glory.

Source: Rita Ora's Instagram

Source: Kiaora29's Twitter

== Rachel House ==

Rachel out with friends <3

Source: Rachel House's Instagram

== Guz Khan ==

Quick Guz Khan sighting!

Source: Guz Khan's Instagram

= Reminder to Vote =

You can vote for the Tell-Tale TV Awards every day! Please do! Let's get OFMD and Rhys and Ruibo an award! Vote here.

Source: SaveOFMD Crew Instagram

= Upcoming Emmy Considerations =

Today 5/31/24 is the push for #Emmy4ConONeill! You can get useful graphics on the Our Flag Means Fanfiction linktr.ee or make your own! The biggest goal is to make #Emmy4ConONeill Trend! Rhys is up next on June 1! and Taika on June 8!

== June 3 Fuckery with Adopt Our Crew ==

Our friends over at @adoptourcrew will be pushing #DontStreamOnMax with any other relevant hashtag (#OurFlagMeansDeath, #SaveCoyoteVsAcme) on June 3rd during the Stockholder Meeting! Feel free to come out for the fuckery if you can!

Source: AdoptOurCrew Instagram

== Max Menacing: Pride Month ==

Thank you to @patchworkpiratebear for sharing these, there's lots of posts you can go to and polite menace max on for trying to make money off of pride month after cancelling OFMD and other queer shows. Feel free to hop onto your favorite platform and "unleash hell".

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/reel/C7mTElVseN1/?igsh=MWVubW8wM3lzZmZseA==

Tiktok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeVFwdJb/

Twitter: https://x.com/StreamOnMax/status/1796211911052161511

==More Under the Cut==

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards =

Tonight's cast card is our very near and dear Jes Tom! Thank you so much @melvisik for making sure they get their spotlight!

== MerMay ==

Today is the final day of Mermay! Have you filled out your Bingo cards? If you've done any please be sure to tag @bizarrelittlemew! I've really enjoyed this month's prompts and so many wonderful submissions for them! Thank you again Ida for putting this together!!

= xoxoemynn =

Our dear friend @xoxoemynn put together a fic for Mermay 2024! Please check it out below!

= Snejpowa =

Oh you glorious person you, @snejpowa this is going to make me cry. The intensity in those eyes, and the detail, my heart 😭 

Day 30: Nine Guns

= Blueberreads =

Huzzah! The absolutely brilliant and delightful @blueberreads is keeping us fed with more MerMay Pixel gifs!

Day 30: Nine Guns

== Eros The Artist ==

The lovely, creative, and talented @erostheartist has done it again! This time with Izzy and the color teal prompt. I love the swallows, lovely connection to Izzy.

Day 26: Teal

= Spencer Does Art =

Poor Edward.. I love the dripping eye make up on this one it really is haunting. Thank you as always to the fantastic @ spencerdoesartt on IG!

= Stjernegaupe =

More vector art from the lovely @stjernegaupe. I saw Calypso's Birthday on Samba's Instagram stories the other day! Congrats!

Day 17: Have you ever been sketched? / Day 18: Calypso's Birthday / Day 19: Rowboat / Day 20: High On a Rocky Ledge / Day 21: Sandwich

== Love Notes ==

Hey Lovelies. It's finally here, it's Friday! I know this has been a bit of an up and down week for everyone, so please remember to take a break this weekend and get some much needed rest. I'm running behind on all the things today so I'd just like send you some love notes from the wonderful @ TheLatestKate. If you don't already follow her, please head over there and do so because she brings me so much peace when she posts. Happy Friday crew, <3

Source: The Latest Kate's Tumblr

== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

Well, couldn't resist the Taika lean back and stare gif tonight, my contribution of ridiculous pairings is poor Rhys and the anal beads (and not knowing what they are).

Darby Gif by the absolute ultimate Rhys Rhysource, @wastingyourgum

Taika Gif by one of the best folks @eddie-redcliffe

[lavampira]

without taking new pics, post one of your ocs as:

a romanceable npc

a questgiving npc

the final boss

encouraged by @lilas to hop on this fun little trend :3 if anyone else wants to do it, feel free to tag me so I can see!!

[f1ghtsoftly]

So I did something I’ve been meaning to do for a while, I *finally* went through my music and created a playlist of just female artists I have saved on spotify and I am jamming to it and I have noticed some really interesting things.

1.) I have incredibly patriarchal ideas about female music that I didn’t even realize I did. I had a totally false impression that female artists were somehow less hard, less experimental or less interesting then their male counterparts. This isn’t true at all.

2.) The female artists I had *saved* were actually a lot more innovative, more interesting and more talented than their male genre counterparts. I was so conditioned to prioritize male musicians I totally discounted women and believed male lies without realizing it. Women hop on trends earlier, push them harder and adopt new genre forms with ease. The music is better.

3.) Women make mad electronic music? And sadly, a lot of women work alone. Not bad on an individual basis but it’s sad it’s a pattern.

4.) Female suffering under patriarchy is very clear and very obvious when you clear out male noise. So much female pain.

5.) Pop stars don’t like selling their sexuality, they like the money and power that comes with it.

Again, this is biased because it’s my own music but idk…..pretty much expected-but Im honestly surprised it took me so long to do it.

[siriustaylorsversion]

timothee chalamet x reader social media au

all that you ever wanted from me was, sweet nothing.

summary- you reveal your celebrity crush on the jimmy fallon show and the internet goes wild tagging him and telling him to make a move since his feelings are the same.

yourname.official

yourname.official tune in to watch me completely embarrass myself on the jimmy fallon show while talking about marvel, taylor swift, hamburgers and celebrity crushes at 8pm est... liked by taylorswift, vancityreynolds and 3,14,900 others.

taylornation she can make the whole place ✨shimmer✨ *liked by yourname.official

chrisevans Should we tag him?

yourname.official DON'T YOU DARE chrisevans hey, tchalamet robertdowneyjr something for you tchalamet chrishemsworth hey mate, tchalamet paulrudd is this a new trend? tchalamet scarlettjohansson guys, leave her alone.........tchalamet

yourname'sfan.forevermore as paul rudd said, hopping onto the trend tchalamet

haileesteinfield i'm on your team yourname.official but WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?

yourname.official damn this is not how i thought this post would go...

yourname.official

yourname.official thank you everyone for tagging him! (i'm being sarcastic paulrudd) but at least you got us talking? liked by tchalamet, taylorswift and 2,80,999 others.

tchalamet to all who want to know... the way to get this girl is using taylorswift lyrics.

yourname.official facts. tchalamet what are you a rapper now? yourname.official LIL TIMMY TIM IN DA HOUSE. tchalamet forget i asked.

taylorswift i say that's my baby and i'm proud...

yourname.official I LOVE YOU. yournametaylorsversion HE USED YOUR LYRICS OMG

tchalametdaily

tchalametdaily guess who did the paps spot today in NY?

liked by haileesteinfield and 10,890 others.

yourname.forevermore SCREAMING.CRYING.THROWINGUP.

haileesteinfield is this how i'm gonna get information about you now youname.official... is it?!

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[astrobiscuits]

Hi, Astro! What’s your thoughts on a Virgo ascendant, Scorpio sun 2nd house, and Libra moon 1st house female? 🤎

Hii, hope you're having a good day and a fortunate year!!💙🤍

♍Virgo Ascendant - as females, Virgo Ascendants tend to have an innocent, natural look to themselves (many of them also have doe eyes). They're not fans of wearing makeup, but considering you've got Libra Moon in 1st house, i'm inclined to say that you enjoy wearing makeup on a daily basis. You probably don't like to experiment too much when it comes to your makeup styles. You prefer to have a signature style/follow makeup trends only when they're not too over the top/adopt a classy, timeless makeup look or sport natural makeup.

Virgo Ascendants highly value having a skincare routine and your Libra Moon in 1st house only enhances that. They're inclined to purchase only vegan skincare and cruelty-free makeup.

Oftentimes, Virgo Ascendants switch to vegan or vegetarian diets for several reasons. I'd say their top priority would be enhancing their health, but they also care a lot about protecting animals. You can notice a Virgo Ascendant woman volunteering at animal shelters, hospitals or at the Red Cross in her free time. She also considers daily physical activity key to a healthy, happy life, but unlike Aries or Taurus placements, she's completely content with not going to the gym as long as she's getting her daily 10,000 steps. Ofcours, there are Virgo Ascendant women who go to the gym, but these women are usually the type to hop on the treadmill or do cardio exercises and then leave.

⚜️Scorpio Sun in 2nd house - these type of women are naturally intense, materialistic, possessive and gluttonous. This is the type of person (ik it's not just for women, but hear me out) that will never share their food with anybody else.

Another thing about Scorpio Sun in 2nd house women is that they're not afraid of doing the dirty work (aka s*x work) if it earns them money (honestly, they enjoy it too). They're inherently masculine in their personality, so they often choose to pursue manly careers such as police officers, firefighters, surgeons or being part of the military. They're also great researchers, but they won't work in academia unless it pays well. They desire to relax in their own wealth and luxury, without needing to depend on anyone else. These women are the true definiton of girl bosses. They're prone to take assumed risks and never back off when fear and doubts arise. If immature, one of their negative traits is the fact that they'll do anything for money, including lying, cheating and in extreme cases robbing a bank.

🎀Libra Moon in 1st house - women with this placement tend to be very vocal about their feelings, but in a balanced, diplomatic way. Even though they're not afraid to show their feelings publicly, Libra Moon in 1st house women always pick the right moment when displaying their feelings - usually the one that will benefit them. Their beauty and sensitivity is easily noticed by others and they highly value the idea of having an aesthetic - whether they express it through fashion, makeup, art or the way they decorate their phone, grouping apps by color or having an aesthetic feed/tumblr theme.

Libra Moon in 1st house women are extremely romantic. They tend to dream of their knight in shining armour coming to their rescue, watch sappy rom coms and cry when Rachel and Ross finally make up. They feel comfortable being single, but would rather choose to be in a relationship if possible. These women expect their future partner to put in as much effort as them, but for them, the notion of "effort" is different. Spending 3 hours to get ready to go on a date is important for them and they want to look good for their man - that's THEIR effort. His effort is him treating her like a princess.

[silverflqmes]

hi ellie!! can i get a modern au with cyno where he’s a huge geek of pokemon (because he would be) and he’s finally met his match, whom he’s interested in (the reader with she/her pronouns)? it can be either in a headcanon format or drabble, whichever is easier! thank you advance<3

໒⦂ 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

notes. hello anon, sorry for the delay</3 i decided on making this into headcanons, since it suits the request a bit better; anyway i hope it’s to your likings, enjoy<3

disclaimer. there were no suitable cyno gifs so i made one myself. if you use it, don’t be an ass, credit.

genre. crack + fluff

cyno x fem!reader.

⌗ this man — THIS GEEK — has been into pokemon from his days on cartoon network. he was the guy that woke up early mornings to watch the clone wars at 7am BUT STUMBLED ACROSS pokemon one day and was like “o h.”

⌗ child cyno just starring at the screen in wonder like what is this piece of art and why have i only found it now. literally asking himself why he hadn’t bought the trading cards before ( maybe because the kids in his neighborhood were always BUYING THEM UP ).

⌗ through the show, indigo league, he also saw the games being advertised and he just had to have one — to at least TRY.

⌗ he was gifted a gameboy one christmas to play mario related games, so he decided.. to give emerald a try😐

⌗ the amount of hours that went into that game for understanding it ALONE. there was so much to learn for no reason, but a fun game nonetheless.

⌗ throughout the years cyno would continue collecting cards, literally getting them at any trip to a store with lisa ( yes, yes lisa. ), and she would just giggle but buy them, anyway<3

⌗ cards were banned at school tho because they were being exchanged left and right like DRUGS LMFAO ( this happened at my school oml it was so bad ppl were sneaking them in AND SOME GOT CONFISCATED BAHAHA )

⌗ oddly, but not so oddly, he likes electric and ground types the most, despite them being each other’s weaknesses LMAO also likes fighting and dark types though.

⌗ lucario is his favorite.. i mean, come on.. for the sake of this au, I BELIEVE CYNO WEARS THE HOODIE BC OF LUCARIO

⌗ umbreon is a close second tho

⌗ dare i say.. he almost bought the four hundred dollar life size, wife snatcher, lucario plush..

⌗ tighnari stopped him lol

⌗ furthermore, when he got pokemon mystery dungeon, explorers of sky ( I MISS THIS SO MUCH IM SOBBING INTERNALLY ).. he restarted his ds 3638393927382920 times to try and get riolu

⌗ he failed, and settled for pikachu ( riolu became his partner and actually, it worked out way better )

⌗ ( spoilers ) there were tears in his eyes at the end of the final chapter after fighting dialga and descending the steps.. iykyk..

⌗ flashing forward a few years — 2016

⌗ the year he met you

⌗ there was this gym near his house when he downloaded pokemon go ( ofc he had to hop on this train ) and gurl..

⌗ for the longest time he was on TOP with that gym, never lost.

⌗ and then this girl shows up who went up in the ranks and stole his spot

⌗ he told himself not to get mad — i mean, it’s just a silly little game, there were plenty of gyms to go around, right?

⌗ wrong, he was bothered.

⌗ and if that gym was shut down, it meant you lived near — like no way you didn’t

⌗ so on the trip to the park one morning, on his way to the pokestop, he found a girl, at the top of the slide on her phone.

⌗ it was the strangest sight to him, like what were you doing up at that hour, on your phone, right at the pokestop when pogo was trending

⌗ you had to be her.

⌗ he checked the gym again to make sure, and there you were.

⌗ “judgment is upon you.” he would proclaim, pointing at you, as though declaring war of some sorts.

⌗ meanwhile you just give the most confused look ever to him. like who is this boy and who is he to complain?? and what about??

⌗ until it finally clicks.

⌗ “twilight arbiter?!”

⌗ and now cyno is speechless because he was acknowledged by the enemy.

⌗ cue the blossom of a very strong and precious friendship.

⌗ that very first day you would both find out that you attend the same high school, wondering how you hadn’t met sooner since you lived in the same neighborhood and attended the same school??

⌗ like where were you all these years? where was he all these years??

⌗ either way, you wouldn’t waste your time together now as you both ramble of your mutual interests, trade your cards — play them, lend one another games — you name it!

⌗ he especially trades when you say that he has a card of your favorite pokemon, and of course he wants to see you light up<3

⌗ he falls first asf, but you fell harder

⌗ pokemon related puns.. i don’t have to explain this one, nor do i want to😐

⌗ owns a good bit of plushes, and has also bought you a handsome amount for birthdays, holdidays, friendship-a-versaries.

⌗ random but he stumbles across pokémon showdown one day and honestly..

⌗ “HOP ON PS! HOP ON PS!” at two o’clock in the morning.

⌗ oh you’re probably wondering, how do you get together, exactly?

⌗ “are you a pokeball cuz you-”

⌗ “caught your heart, perhaps?”

⌗ silence.

⌗ he did not expect you to finish his pickup line, nor did he expect that boldness — he truly met his match, didn’t he?

notes. my pokemon knowledge is not very extensive, it’s based on what i witnessed as a kid from the sidelines and friends</3 so i hope this fulfills your request!

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[utilitycaster]

I'm so kdhdkdjdkd jazzed about the fjorester proposal !!!! But something that popped up pretty immediately that baffled me was these like... cope posts i guess? Of how "beau and jester should cheat leaving their partners for eachother and how dw guys marriage is just going to spice up the inevitable affair" and it's not even treated as a joke and Im just confused? Like i got into cr2 by the time it was over with so idk what it was like waiting for releases, but why after all this time do people hold on as much as they do? Do they like the story or not?

So I will be totally honest: I am not above checking the blogs of those I know hold terrible opinions, for a number of reasons both reasonable (keeping an eye out for potential harassment; inspiration for meta; my genuine enjoyment of analyzing fandom trends) and less so (schadenfreude and sending DMs that say Can You Believe This Idiot) but I actually have not seen this! To be clear, I would not be surprised it was out there - heaven knows this was a refrain during late Campaign 2 and in the leadup to the two-shot - but I thought that most people finally gave up in late 2022 after the two-shot made it clear the existing relationships are still very much in place. Granted I, as always, rarely go on Twitter.

Anyway. I think some of it is just that people whose enjoyment of works hinges on their ships becoming canon, rather than that being one of many facets to their fandom, also tend to not know when to give up just generally (you can look around this website and still find people hopping mad and/or pining for resolution regarding shows that ended before Campaign 2 even started). I think most of them did finally give up and leave, which is probably healthier for both them and the fandom, but there will probably be a dwindling number of holdouts who will gasp out on their deathbed fifty years hence "Beau and Jester should have been together" to a politely confused hospice nurse.

To actually answer your question, no, they do not like the story. I know I've been very hard on people who seem to only be able to enjoy fiction through a lens of either shipping or intense projection of the self onto existing characters, but in my defense, I'm right. This is a whole separate post, which to be honest I've kind of already made several times, but the usual complaint about the Campaign 2 noncanon ships (echoed in the complaints about Campaign 3 primarily by those who do like the canon ships thereof) was that they would have happened and been flawless and perfect but for that Pesky Plot, ie, the story. Unless the entire point of a story is a romance (eg: the genre that is cleverly titled "Romance") romance is always optional.

I also think, to be honest, Campaign 2 attracted people who were patient. This is a good thing! I think that, for example, people who are not entirely feeling Campaign 2 13 episodes in are valid, because I was similarly enjoying myself but not entirely won over by the plot yet, and it was only a combination of that patience and the burgeoning character dynamics that kept me going (plus the fact that watching week to week is a lower commitment than a binge). Granted I think if you fully give up at that point you are weak and will not survive the winter and should probably go watch Michael Bay movies or Bluey, but that's a separate point. Anyway. Some people are patient beyond a point where it is rewarding or even neutral and pass into a realm of showing up to the Story That Has Fjorester and Beauyasha In It muttering "I hope this doesn't have any fucking Fjorester and Beauyasha". I don't know how to help them, nor do I particularly want to, but I do know that not going on Twitter has been super helpful.

One final note: again, haven't seen the thing you mention in your ask yet in relation to this one-shot and not for lack of poking around Tumblr at least; but I have seen people who were deeply bitter about Campaign 2 but are still around for Campaign 3, though not a ton, and this was also frankly true of people who loved Campaign 1 and have not really cared since but still stick around. There's a weird zombie problem in the fandom; you get people who are very invested in being a fan of Critical Role and can't seem to leave, but haven't actually been happy for literal years, either because they were ultimately only fans of Vox Machina, or the Mighty Nein, or a specific ship within that. It is actually something I try to be cognizant of because I was very cautious about becoming that during the stretch when I was more frustrated by Campaign 3 than I am now. I think, ultimately, it's a conflation of one's fandom with one's external identity and I don't know how that happens or how to fix it but that might also be a factor: people who really don't like the show and haven't for years and are grasping at a thing they think would fix that and make them happy again, and refuse to admit it might be time to move on because that would mean they need to change their conception of themselves.

[hwaightme]

Your fan, Wooyoung (part 1)

(part 2) (your fan ml)

🍰 pairing: wooyoung x baker!/cafeowner!reader 🍰 genre: romance, fluff, social media vibes, very soft 🍰 summary: a bulletpoint-style wordstream of what it would be like if wooyoung was stanning you 🍰 wordcount: 4.0k 🍰 warnings/tags: maybe language, a tad suggestive, ateez chaotic energy, wooyoung what are you watching boi, e-girls mention with yunho hints, time to vacuum the lawn to catch gossip, ateez wingmen, wooyoung falls fast, reader and wooyoung are both flirts, cooking, baking, mention of food/eating, lmk if anything else! 🍰 a/n: Hello everyone!!! HAPPY RELEASE OF HALAZIA (omg 10M+ views on YT!!!) and SPIN OFF: FROM THE WITNESS <3 and a Happy New Year!!!! (at least, very very soon :)) here is the next part of the Your fan, ___ series, for Wooyoung!!! Hope you enjoy, big hugs and all reblogs, asks and likes appreciated <3

The first time Wooyoung 'met' you, was through his For You Page on TikTok.

He had his own private account for quite some time, watching mainly various dance trends, various food creators and cooking tips, in preparation for this Korean Chef certification.

Yes it was not actually practice or real revision, and probably way out of what he was supposed to be looking into, but scrolling through the specially curated videos was way more... addictive.

And during one such scrolling session, whilst sitting in a styling chair before a fansign event, he stumbled across one of your videos. Better yet, this particular video did not even feature your face, only your hands moving ingredients.

And your mellifluous voice, sweeter than the strawberry shortcake you were making.

As Wooyoung raised the phone to his ear to catch the audio better, he was taken aback when he heard a quiet, lofi version of one of his group's songs serving as background music to you.

NOW you were DEFINITELY on his radar. Bringing his phone almost to his nose, he clicked onto your account. You were full of surprises - you had a very large following, and an extensive selection of videos, with some of them definitely having gone viral.

There were baking videos, coffee-making content... there were some tours of a cafe... then another... And after looking through a little further, he stumbled upon a video of... you.

You, beaming into the camera as you were making an announcement about a new cafe of yours opening. Clicking away, he checked for any descriptions, and sure enough, he found a link to an about you page, that turned out to be an official site for your cafe chain, "dream-ity", now in five locations, with five locations around the Seoul National Capital Area.

If he had to choose a word to describe how he saw you from first impression, it would probably be 'soft'. A walking ray of sunshine as a person.

He went back to the video announcement, rewatching it. As he was drifting off into dreamland, barely controlling his heart eyes, his stylist peeked at the screen, nodding as she recognised the person on the screen.

"Oh you are watching Y/N?"

"Yes! Just found her, actually, do you know her?"

"Oh yeah! She is super famous on TikTok actually, and recently started a YouTube channel with more vlog-style content. If you are into... it, I highly recommend." she explained with a wink, giving a lock of Wooyoung's hair one final spray before tapping his shoulders to announce that she was done.

"Okay, thank you~" he sing-songed, hopping from his chair, spinning around to take a look at the word completed once more.

He returned to his screen, and smiled at himself, making a note to look you up later. As Wooyoung was called up to make final preparations for the signing, he tapped follow on your account, and liked the announcement video.

The second time he 'met' you, was when he had finally gotten the chance to simply laze on the couch at the dorms, laptop on his stomach, chin pressed flat against his chest.

He was feeling the need for some comfort, and remembered the suggestion of his stylist to find you on YouTube. Just searching up 'dream-ity' was enough. And there it was. Your channel. Your videos. You. A lot of you. Smiling, baking, focused as you did the perfect matcha pour to complete a latte, paired with an elegant matcha crepe cake.

Your concentrated face instantly became Wooyoung's favourite, his heart melting as you piped the most intricate flowers onto a layered cake.

He caught himself. Caught the woah. Since when was he, the master of sexy performance, so SOFT?

He decided to take a step back for a bit. Convince himself that it was just another creator, just another person out there doing their thing and-

Oh no you were good. You were really good at what you did. So good in fact, that you were a certified patisserie chef who had competed, and WON trophies before. All that, and you appeared to be humbleness itself.

Just out there, in your cafe(s), having the time of your life explaining step by step how to get puff pastry just right. Quoting 'The Great British Bake Off' was one of your favourite things apparently, so naturally Wooyoung noted that down on his phone. As one totally did if they were just 'admiring skill'.

On hour two of watching your content, he started picking up on your micro habits.

The way in which you brushed your hair out of your face with your lower arm, wrist bent ever so slightly so as to not get flour on your face.

How you bit your lip just a little as you were balancing a loaded tray of goodies while taking them to bake in the oven.

How your eyes practically shined as you delved into the history of a given dessert or bake or literally anything. Like in one of your non-baking videos, you were happily babbling away about various aesthetically pleasing cafes you visited while on holiday in Busan.

Wooyoung was on a train to paradise when a wild San appeared and got him in a headlock. Letting out a high-pitched yelp he slammed the laptop shut and attempted to fight his friend off, failing miserably.

"Oooooooh, Woo, so naughty, are you watching porn in the dorms? In broad daylight?"

"No what the hell San, I have enough of you walking around the dorms naked."

"So now I am your wet dream material?"

"Yes baby, now come and give us a kiss~" Wooyoung pouted and finally was able to scare San off as he began to make aggressive smooching noises in his ear.

"OKAY MAN I GOT IT NOW SPILL THE TEA."

"What tea?" Wooyoung played coy, twirling a lock of hair around his finger and gazing off to the side.

"Ahem, to quote the legends, 'bro who got you smiling like that?'" San flung himself onto the sofa, nearly knocking his friend and the laptop off, making Wooyoung fly towards it in a panic.

The commotion also brought forth a curious pair of ears, Seonghwa stepping out into the corridor with a lint roller and a rag in hand, making it a point that apparently, exactly right now was the best time to start cleaning a specific spot of the corridor. Hongjoong also did the unthinkable and JOINED Seonghwa in cleaning, albeit a lot less enthusiastically, moving a dry rag back and forth with his foot, arms crossed.

Soon enough Wooyoung noticed that, thanks to San's very gossip-promising question, the rest of the members were also suddenly making their respective appearances and occupying themselves with menial or highly questionable tasks.

Yunho and Jongho had made a beeline for the kitchen, with the former browsing the top shelves of all the cabinets, opening each door with the speed of a sloth, and the latter pouring the tallest glass of water that was in the house, moving in slow motion.

Mingi opened his door wide open, and after peering out to check that nothing had been revealed yet, lied back down on his bed, but continuously raising his head as if repositioning an antenna.

But Yeosang was what did it for Wooyoung. He sauntered, across the entire living room, with the world's most unperturbed expression on his face, and sat down right in front of him on the floor, staring into his soul, and commanding:

"Spill."

Wooyoung was frozen still bent down from managing to catch the laptop before it fell. There was no getting out of this. It was either he said it all, or it would be 7 and hostage makes one team.

"So, there is this one TikToker right-"

"You say what now?" San interjected, as Wooyoung swore he head Jongho spit out a bit of the water as he tried to stifle a laugh.

"NO it's not like the buss it thing, we're long past that."

"Uh-huh, as if..." Seonghwa mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes.

"No really!" Wooyoung was getting fired up, enjoying the attention that he now had. Standing up on the couch, he began gesturing with the laptop as though he was a lecturer.

"Anyways. It is very wholesome. It is a baking and cafe account. Really aesthetically pleasing. The creator also has a YouTube channel, and she-"

"Ah so it IS a SHE!!!!" San clapped his hands together, as if celebrating a discovery.

"Yes, ha-ha fun-ny. Anyways, literally all of her content is amazing. So I have been watching it."

"For the past two hours." Yunho commented, finally shutting all the cupboards

"Dude and you like e-girls!" Wooyoung retorted.

"HEY that was totally uncalled for and so not true!"

"choke me like you hate me BUT YOU LOVE ME-" Mingi began a dramatic rendition of a well known song, progressively getting louder, as Yunho flew across the apartment and into his room, with a battle cry of "IT'S TIME TO STOP", ready for violence.

"Ah never would I think to see the day that my trouble child would like a wholesome, down to earth girl."

"She's a badass." Wooyoung smirked, at Hongjoong, who's expression immediately fell. "She literally owns baking competitions and five cafes. Basically a girl boss in the best way possible."

"That is one heck of a badass... like... Shiber level badass." Yeosang mused, eliciting a round of laughter from the other members.

After twisting his hands and forcing him to show them some of your videos, Wooyoung had been tasked with a mission to go to your cafe under penalty of cleaning the dorms under Seonghwa's supervision, using the eldest member's method.

He agreed initially, for the excitement of it and because, come on, he was the king of flirting and performances. How many killing points in choreography were his? But as a day turned into a week, and then two, and he was still merely a viewer who was liking all of your content, the challenge was hanging over his head like a guillotine.

The members ceaselessly taunted him with the Cleaning Contract, with Seonghwa taking particular pleasure in describing intricate routines for how he would want the smallest segment of the apartment cleaned, emphasising that if something were to be done even a tiny bit wrong, Wooyoung would be redoing the entire thing.

Finally, one sunny day the fear tactics worked, and officially done with his member's attacks, Wooyoung got up extra early, dressed up to the 10s, only to cover it with something more inconspicuous, and completed the look with truly anonymous cap and mask.

While on the way to one of your cafes, he wanted to slap himself. Firstly, what in the world was he doing, travelling to an unchecked location way before its opening time, and how did he even know that this was the cafe you were going to be at?

Way to go. He was a planner extraordinaire. But seeing as he had nothing else to do, might as well have some fun and go "you-scouting".

To his disappointment, the first location definitely did not have you anywhere in sight, so like the wind he ran back to the metro, praying that no one was going to recognise him along his journey.

Whilst catching his breath, he looked up at the 'dream-ity' logo on the second storefront, muttering a colourful collection of vocabulary under his breath - again, you were nowhere in sight.

A brief panic washed over him as he thought - what if you had been in the back of the cafe, or had just come in? And he was already on his way to his third spot - his final, considering that it was already way past opening time, and slowly becoming a risk for him.

Goyang-si, his home city. He prayed that it would not let him down, being able to house his chaos for so long.

By grace of everything good in the world, as he was ambling towards the cafe, part of him already having given up, and laughing at his boyish determination, he looked up and there you were.

Laughing with a co-worker about something or other, them being indoors, and you outside, watering some potted plants.

It felt like a dream - suddenly Wooyoung understood why you named the cafe how you did.

He checked the street for any passers by. None. Your cafe - no one except the people working. He checked his phone - destiny decided it was his day today: this particular outlet was one that opened the latest out of all, and actually he had managed to arrive half an hour early.

Before you saw him he stealthily turned the corner, and checked himself in the window of an empty car. Removing some of the clothing items to look more like his stylish, dandy self, removing his mask, and readjusting the cap to let some of his flaming red locks show and frame his face, he was ready to impress.

With the swagger that he would have on the stage, he stepped out of hiding, and took course right to your cafe. Your co worker had left you alone to finish tending to the flowers.

Wooyoung stood a bit away behind you, thinking of just how cool he would be when you beat him to it with a simple:

"Sorry, we're not open yet."

And you had not even turned to look at him. His jaw dropped. Well that was a healthy dose of reality. He bit his lip, not quite sure how to proceed.

He hummed, pensive and tried:

"Well I was hoping you could make an exception?"

"And what makes you- oh." As you turned, you were in for a shock of your life.

There he was. In person. Your bias. Of all people.

You contemplated slapping yourself but that would just be the strangest first impression. Deep breaths, deep breaths. You probably looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Quick, say something-

"If you don't mind helping with a couple of things."

Again, you were dying inside. Was that really the best thing you could say? Well, at least it was quick.

Wooyoung found your reaction adorable, and the quip even more so. Judging by your initial reaction, it was safe for him to confirm that you definitely knew who he was, but your daring offer just drew him in. He wanted to see what other buttons he could press, and how you were off camera. Off his phone or laptop screen.

"With pleasure. Are you making your signature mille-feuille today?" He asked, and sent a wink your way.

Oh. Oh he watched your content. Oh he knew what you liked to make.

"I think it needs a taste test, want a bite?" You responded, your voice dropping unintentionally low.

Well today you learned that your mouth was disconnected from your mind. And that Wooyoung seemed to be quite giddy about that.

"Exactly what I've been craving, sweetheart."

Wooyoung was burning up, and was grateful that his ears were covered by his cap, though his face was probably starting to match his hair. You probably thought he was too forward, or too pushy or too much-

"Then come on in sugar, and take some chairs down from the tables while you're at it." You instructed, beaming at him.

He could get used to this. Quickly. Like a sugar rush.

So he visited. And visited again. And again. Not caring a single bit that he had to wake up at a strange hour instead of getting more sleep. Not caring that he had to take his tired body all the way to the cafe in Goyang-si. He loved these quiet hours of the morning with you.

And definitely appreciated that you told your employees to arrive after official opening hours. So that you could just spend time together and talk about everything.

On that first day when he went back, which was much later than he had initially planned, he had attempted to cover up the rendezvous he blurted that he was visiting his family. But that did not slide, since San was immediately threatening him by pointing at his phone and boasting his ability to phone Wooyoung's entire family tree, and Seonghwa simply opened the door of the closet that housed the vacuum cleaner.

Truthfully, had he just told them that he succeeded in finding you, speaking to you and even getting your number, the evening would have been much less 'eventful', as the members ended up simply patting him on the back, giving him a round of applause in true ATEEZ sarcastic fashion, and labelling him as "lover boy" and "hopeless romantic". Not that he minded at all - actually Wooyoung felt it had a nice ring to it, and showed these traits with pride.

Quickly enough it had also permeated into his numerous K-Pop Idol Profiles on social media, when during a couple of interviews his members poked fun at him by hinting that he was as such, testing him as to what kind of excuses and stories he would make up to not reveal his connection to you for safety. He now apparently liked romance kdramas, which was questionable, but was the best he could think of in the spur of the moment.

With both of you being public figures, you had made it your top priority to ensure that no one intruded into what was only made for two. At first, you thought that Wooyoung would crack at a certain point, perhaps by accident, but as it turned out he was a LOT more responsible and considerate than his demeanour would suggest.

Even when he had simply sent you flowers to the door, he did not include any information that could in any way guide someone to you and him, instead ordering a series of emojis printed on a card that only you would be able to decrypt.

As you got to know each other better, you had grown more comfortable and began to delve into each other's deeper backgrounds, including how you came to be who you were, what fears and hopes you had, the list went on.

You had revealed to him that initially you had been lined up to be trained as a chef in traditional Korean Cuisine, to follow in the footsteps of your father. Although you could appreciate the art, and to appease your father had indeed trained for a short while, you soon realised that you could not bear being in the exact same line of work as him.

You did not want to be known simply as his daughter. As a shadow that was 'still learning, and had a long way to go', as he had informed you after you spent a 12 hour day working at his Michelin star restaurant.

The constant reprimands and harshness eventually made you crack and so you turned to your safe haven - baking and dessert making. While your father had seen only the one side of you that he wanted to shape, you had concealed your efforts to work part time when you could, to go to night classes, slowly but surely building up to an actual degree.

Once you had 'quiet quit' your Korean cuisine path and had proof under your belt that you could succeed in the 'sweeter side of life' , things became easier. You allowed yourself to just do the bare minimum, could not care less if your father did not praise you, and became much more liberal with your schedule - to make more time for creating a future that you actually wanted.

When your father had finally found out about what he had called your 'betrayal', you were prepared, and without much else to say simply gave him a 90 degree bow and sped off to Busan, where you had gotten to know an affluent professional, from whom you had further learned.

Fast forward some time later, and you had found yourself on an exchange programme in France - the loneliest time in your life, but it definitely raised you to the next level, and upon your return, 'dream-ity' was only a month away from being launched.

And now, well, you had built your own happiness, were continuously expanding business and experimenting, did masterclasses and ran popular social media accounts, with no plans to stop.

Wooyoung could only stare at you in admiration. This kind of perseverance and passion was something that he valued deeply and strived for for himself, and to see it in you was simply stunning.

He thought back to his initial impression of you, and realised how wrong he had been when labelling you just as a 'happy-go-lucky' girl who just existed in a soft alternative universe and just baked cakes all day. No, there was always something new to learn about you, from your life to your beautiful mind.

Wooyoung had become a fan of yours because he was interested in exploring something he could not do and make. He had stayed when he had heard how in love you were with what you did. And now, he fell in deep because of how well he understood you and respected you, and you did the same for him.

You two were passionate people, no doubt about that. Maybe at first one might think you two could cause a wildfire. But the maturity and level-headedness you had promoted in one another was worthy of respect.

At least when it was just you two.

Because the members were at their wits' end. He had gotten even louder, even more flamboyant, and made every effort to be the funniest guy in the room which, to be fair, did work phenomenally during quite a few of their events. But when that translated to auto-pilot loved up chaos mode in the dorms... it was a hurricane.

So they banished him out of the dorms until he came back with you being officially his girlfriend. And boy was he in trouble. It was nearing closing time for you, and it was much busier out. Thankfully, you had a back door, and let him through it, so he was safe. He waited for you until the cafe was shut, and ended up inspecting a photo of you and your father that you had up on a wall. For some reason, he looked very familiar.

When he finally figured it out, he was in for the shock of a lifetime. As his face went pale, and he was not responding to you, you got more and more concerned that Wooyoung fell ill, but all cleared up when he raised his own phone, with a photo to show you.

In the photo was him in a line chef's outfit, standing right next to your father. You and Wooyoung erupted into maniacal laughter until tears were threatening to roll down your cheeks and your ribs hurt.

"So I really took the traditional route here and met your father before I met you huh?"

That day you had to thank your father for the most unexpected thing. For the fact that somehow, by learning this interesting crossover, this provoked Wooyoung to ask you out officially (he was never going to tell about how he had a whole troop at home ready to unleash guerrilla tactics). You had poked fun at him that it was because he actually wanted to date your dad, but Wooyoung kissed you in exchange for your silence, so it was a done deal.

It was already quite late at night when Wooyoung finally thought it was necessary for him to come back, but little did either of you know, the future held a lot more obstacles than you could have imagined, with a photo of Wooyoung leaving the cafe past closing hours rapidly making rounds on social media the very next day.

[adelacreations]

Wip Tuesday! I was tagged by @fizzigigsimmer (sorry I just got to it, my brain was bad lmao)

WIP 1 - What was he so worried about?  Steve. Yeah, his name was Steve Harrington. What was the thing he had forgotten about? Did it matter that much to him? He tried to think about it but all he felt was a thick haze… Ah, he’ll figure it out later. He gazed around the environment before him, Watching the landscape slowly take space around his body. Right now, he had work to do, so much work to do. He had to-need to turn this place into something wonderful. Larger than him. He didn't understand the urge, he just knew that it needed to happen. 

From How to Pretend

WIP 2 - “Is there anything we should know about the Terrasct, Captain?” Billy turned, Hopper raising an eyebrow at him, “You should have left it in the damn ocean, Hop.” The director of SHIELD said nothing to that, only moving closer to him. “Since when did you get yourself a piercing?” Ah, that. Billy shrugged, throwing a punching bag over his shoulder with ease even Hopper did a double take. “Felt like getting it, it suits me.” Billy hasn’t really gotten a call from SHIELD about that new job of his, them saying that they wanted him to settle enough in the modern world before they put him on missions. Well, he most likely suspected that Heather had a part to play in that. He had went and visited her just that day and- She wasn’t have the best of days. 

From we'll be given the world… in the right time

WIP 3 - “Most of the ladies from other kingdoms swears by this type of gown. It has been a trend that increasing.” Still, didn't mean that she had to like it. So many layers…Max was positive she would be sweating her arse off in it. So, she made quick work to escape the confines of her room, the heavy wooden door only creaking slightly. The guards will be making their rounds in about the next five minutes, their armour creaking with every step they take. Most of them loyal to her father-Neil Hargrove.  No matter what her mother says, that man will not be her father. Her father had been lost in battle…a war that the Hargrove kingdom had in a hand in. And in her grief, her mother had fallen into the arms of the first man willing to take in a widow and her daughter. Her only daughter as her mother has struggled to conceive for a while passed Max’s fifth saint name day. Her father had said that it didn’t matter, that it was time for a woman to take on the role of head of their noble family. However…when her father had died…her mother hadn’t been up to the task. Leaving the responsibilities of their house to the greedy men that were too quick to offer their hand in marriage.

Anddd finally from my upcoming Fae AU XD

No pressure tags: @shieldofiron @half-oz-eddie @whenyouwishuponastar7 @neonponders @billyharringson

[tippenfunkaport]

if ur still doing fic requests, can u do how all the SPOP characters react to Elon Musk and the twitter implosion?

I got this ask few days ago and wrote this but didn't post bc I left some characters out but I’m never going to have a better chance to post it than now so, here ya go!

Catra and Glimmer immediately went on the assault, using their verified status to impersonate the Muskrat… were both promptly suspended. Catra a few hours before Glimmer, which won her the bet between them, and she will never, EVER let Glimmer live it down.

Catra does still maintain Melog's Twitter presence (Entrapta buttered the cat as part of an elaborate experiment and Melog went viral) because its platform on unions and worker's rights was too important to squander.

In the spirit of Adventure!, Sea Hawk took advantage of the unregulated verification system to sow chaos by registering as a number of political figures and brands. At last count, he'd managed to tank the value of Amazon stock with what pundits are nicknamed the "wick in a box" stunt and was the direct cause of Old Spice suing Twitter for “damaging the sanctity of the brand and also several nautically theme shooting sets.”

Mermista claimed that the whole thing was, like, too stupid to join in but that was because she was secretly hoping to use her Twitter account to participate in #pitmad this year and finally get a book deal for Dead in the Water, the first in her series of undersea murder mysteries.

Adora immediately made accounts on Mastodon, Cohost, and every other Twitter alternative she could find and is trying to build up a following. She has tweeted the exact same joke on no less than five platforms as of this moment and is frantically researching tips for increasing engagement because social media is a game and she WILL win.

Bow's Twitter account was also suspended for impersonating Musk. Glimmer again. But he never really used it. He's more into making helpful YouTube tutorials. He has a Tumblr account too, but it's mostly filled with embarrassing old posts from his old Pirates of the Caribbean roleplaying days.

Netossa and Spinnerella finally ceded their long standing competition to see who could get the most Twitter followers and decided to concentrate on their popular YouTube channel where they document their ongoing prank war. They are currently competing to see who can stack the most verified checkmarks on their Tumblr account.

Kyle said it was a shame about Twitter going down but he wasn't too worried, since he still had his parasocial fanbase of 50 million fans who watched his gaming streams. Despite his underwhelming face reveal last month, he is still currently part of 3 of the top 10 ships on AO3.

Lonnie also streams and 99% of the comments on her streams are about how she's so underrated and deserves so much more popularity. She and Rogelio also have a big following on their fitness TikTok where they participate in funny trends and bully Kyle.

Entrapta does not need a social network. She IS the social network. She's so deeply tapped in she knows about every trend or breaking news story five minutes before it happens and has personally overthrown at least two governments without leaving her desk chair. She has an account on every major social network, but her close friends know those are just bots working off highly developed AI. If she does feel like actually socializing online, she makes a burner and hops on Reddit to start trouble in the Linux subreddits by recommending ethically dubious hacks for the lulz.

Hordak used to be a bit of a darkweb edgelord with an extensive collection of NFTs, but he's stopped hanging around with that bad crowd. These days, he's proudly not online at all, but always listens very patiently whenever Entrapta tries to explain the latest memes.

Frosta's deep into the Club Penguin fandom on Tumblr and has written 400k words of Jelsa fanfic she would die if anyone in the princess alliance found out about.

Castaspella only uses Facebook, where she shares nothing but wine-mom Minion memes despite the fact that she is not a mom and has never seen any of the Despicable Me movies. The day Farmville went offline, she wept openly.

Micah also only uses Facebook. His wizard roleplay group uses it for meetings. He signs every single one of his status (“Had a lovely with my daughter today! -Micah”) and no one can convince him to stop.

George and Lance share a Facebook account and also sign every post so when the three dads start talking to each other, it's too #cringe #oldfail for anyone else to look at.

Adora banned Swift Wind from the internet because he's too gullible and has fallen for every online scam there is.

Perfuma left Twitter at her therapist's suggestion because it made her too angry. She was incapable of not trying to “patiently” explain to people why they were wrong, no matter how bad faith the argument. She was once ratioed so hard in the comments of RoudUp’s official twitter account that she started a four day flamewar that only ended when Scorpia had to physically stop her from getting into her car and hunting down the other users. These days she just looks at the pretty pictures on Pinterest and takes a deep, calming breath. Though her eye still twitches at the idea that somehow, somewhere someone is probably being wrong on the internet.

Scorpia herself was at first heartbroken when she heard about Twitter’s potential demise until Perfuma showed her that there are also cute animal accounts to follow on Tumblr and Facebook and then she was all good.

Double Trouble has said they will be going down with the ship, keeping their dozen+ different troll and sockpuppet accounts going until the very end because they enjoy the chaos.

Wrong Hordak does not use Twitter but he would love to show you this most amusing meme he found that you definitely already saw four months ago.

[nelissecrectplace]

void

ch 3

neteyam x reader

10-min read

language- ‘evi- kid/ child (affectionate), Yawne- beloved

summary: Finally reaching the new place you will call home your first days there are full of new friends, surprised, and strange feeling that you do not know what to make of.

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Here you where with a man tugging on your perfectly fine braids because ‘Today marks your ninth year you must look yours best’. The the thought made you roll your eyes as your father twisted the front of your hair and placed a head piece similar to ronals at the top though it did not have anything dangling on your forehead. You could tell she was his inspiration for this hair style as he twisted your curls in sections so that they would clump together to make multiple bigger handmade curls. You did not resist your father completely knowing you wanted to look your best when you reached the omaticaya clan today.

“Thank Eywa your finally done! The Ikran have been ready for an hour!” Tarsem exclaimed as your father finished with his last twist curl.

“oh one last thing.”

In sync you and tarsem sighed as you trailed your father with your eyes. He called to his ikran, the beautiful beast landed in front of him and he immediately started rummaging through the bag that held your stuff. When he pulled out the weird blanket ronal gifted you only looked at him with confusion. You looked over to your uncle who just shrugged his shoulder. You were both lost.

“You must wear this to cover your lower half.”

“Why?” voice laced with confusion you scanned your father as if his body language would give the answer.

“You see ‘evi, the kids back home look like me, they do not have your strong legs or big tails. I want to prevent future……teasing.”

Your father spoke as if you would break as he pointed out your differences, of course something would  alienate you here as well. Your eyes peered down at your body as you studied how your waist expanded to your hips, and you saw your strong legs and thick tail and couldn’t help but feel like throwing up. This would make you different, make them hate you.

“You are my beautiful daughter even with this cover on.” Your father reassured as he tied the woven skirt like thing around your waist.It fell right above your ankles perfectly covering your tail. You could see the outline of your shape through the thin fabric but it showed only the tip of your tails outline making the illusion that you simply had a longer thin tail. It was a weaved so the edges look as if they were waves while the inside was as random as the ripples in the water. Seashells were scattered across it to fill the some of the gaps so na’vi could not make out the shape of your tail. The fabric was similar to the feel of seaweed and the blue-ish green color blended nicely with your loincloths mix of blue coral color.

“She is covered as if she is a sky person, it is slightly unsettling.”

“Watch your tongue brother.”

His stern voice made your ears perk up as you looked between the two men caught off guard by the sudden tension.

“Whats a sky person?”

“Nothing ‘evi, you look stunning. We will simply say this cloth is a trend amongst the metkayinas.” Your father, Antu, picked you up and he made his way toward his ikran. Looking over to your uncle for a real answer he just shrugged his shoulders, hopping on his ikran.

“We will be there in 4 hours, don’t sleep too hard little one the welcoming horn might knock you out the sky!” Tarsem teases as his ikran screeched shooting up into the sky. Your father rolled his eyes, he placed a hand on your stomach to steady you, and shot up after his brother.

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Although you were determined to stay awake the whole ride you nodded off almost making Tarsems predictions come true as you jerked awake at the sound of a horn. Immediately your eyes went to work taking in your surrounding. You were flying into the place your uncle described as ‘High camp’. You were amazed as your eyes took in the foreign architecture. There was tipi like structures scattered across the cave and a fire in the middle, you guessed that was where they had their communal dinners. Your amazement was soon turned into anxiety as you notice the forest na’vi gathering around the place you would soon land. All eyes were on the three of you.

Soon the crowd parted making way for the na’vi you guessed was their leader. The mighty Toruk Makto.

“Welcome home Antu, Tarsem” The man greeted the two men as they hopped off their ikrans. They immediately responded bring their hands to their foreheads and back down showing their respect to the mighty warrior. His eyes focused on you as shock consumed the man features you couldn’t help but cower from his gaze. Your father seemed to notice this as he was quick to scoop you off the ikran and into his arms, making you feel less vulnerable to the chiefs and all the other na’vis gazes.

“We have much to discuss, but first get settled. Ninat will show you to your new home. My family will help you carry your stuff.”

Almost as if on cue three children looked from behind the olo’eyktan. They all looked around your age, the taller boy and girl maybe a few years older.

“This is neteyam, lo’ak, and kiri.” He motioned to each child as he said there name.Your stomach tightened as you felt their eyes burning holes into your skin as they scanned your body.

“This is my only child Y/N.” Your fathers words gushed with pride as his eyes flickered down to you in his arms.

The introduction were short as you were rushed to your new house by the woman you knew as ninat. She had a kind voice as she explained where things were on the way to the home and behind you trailed The man you knew as Toruk Makto, or Jake sully with his children in toe helping you carry your belonging. Sadly your father had to set you down so you could carry your own load.

You soon were at the entrance of your new home. It was spacious with a circular bottom and cloth walls that met at the top tied together. You quickly set your stuff down and watched as the other na’vi did the same . Your reef colored decoration looked forgein next to the dark brown designs in your walls. The Sully kids seemed to notice this as they examined your things that had been set on the ground.

One of them seemed to feel your stare on them as tiny yellow eyes met your sea green ones. Suddenly the smallest one of the three was making his way towards you. You were not sure if this was neteyam or lo’ak.

“You are y/n?” He uttered your name with uncertainty as his yellow eyes scanned your features, “Why are you lighter than the other na’vi?”

Once those eight words were muttered you felt your stomach drop as insecurity’s swirled in your mind. A stern voice interrupted the conversation before you were able to choke back a reply.

“Lo’ak! You can not just ask her that it is rude.”

A taller boy pulled the other back slightly as he muttered an apology while the girl swerved around the boys standing right in front of you. Her yellow eyes seemed to pierce your soul as she looked into you.

“I am kiri, lo’ak is the stupid one, and neteyam is the oldest.” Her voice soothed your nerves as she reintroduced the three of them. “How many years are you?” She slightly cocked her head to the side as she eyed you with curiosity. The two boys heads looked over her should still listening with a similar curious looks.

“Today marks my ninth year! Are you guys older?”

You couldn’t hold back the excitement in your tone as you responded to the other girl. Happiness consumed you as you conversed with the sully kids. You learned that out of the three you were the youngest, lo’ak recently completing 10 year and kiri and neteyams 11th year was marked 20 eclipses ago. They also had a 4 year old sister but she was at home with their mother. Sadly you did not learn much else because they were soon called away by their father told to get back to their lessons. You told them bye as they rushed out behind their father leaving you and your dad with a ton of things to organize.

“Do not look too disappointed ‘evi we will have lunch with them tomorrow, and you’ll see the sullys whole family at the communal dinner tonight.”

“Who said I said I was disappointed.” Your dad only laughed at your defensive tone as he pinched your cheek.

“ Let’s get to organizing”

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The communal dinners were huge. You had never seen so much na’vi in the same place unless there was a celebration. It seemed that all their eye did not leave you as you walked behind your father. It was reasonable, they had never seen a na’vi with a different shade than them and you could see some of their eyes fix onto the skirt that flowed from your waist to ankles. You would like to think they were just fascinated by the seashells, but you knew the look on some of the younger na’vis face, they were judging. You tried to pay them no mind but you could not control the way your tail drooped or ears fell.

“Y/n!” You felt your mood lighten when the high pitch voice called out to you, it was Kiri. You looked over to see the girl waving you over to her family. Looking at father with pleading eyes he gave a slight shake of his head allowing you to go as he continued his path to his brother.

“Hello.” you greet the entire family that was sat in a circle around a family size amount of meat and fruits. You recognized everyone but a woman with a child in her lap, you guessed that was the Tuk and Neytiri you had heard about from Kiri. You brought your hand to your forehead than back down in a greeting as you sat next to kiri.

 “You must be the newcomer I have heard so much about, you are a pretty girl, I am Netyiri the Tsahík.” You shyly nod at the woman’s comment as she pierced you with her fierce eyes. “Why do you hide yourself with that cloth?”

“It is normal for a metkayina girl.” Although your nerves were going berserk, you spit out the lie in a voice you thought was relatively calm. The woman only nodded in acknowledgment.

“I welcome you to my clan y/n, please eat.” She handed you a fruit you did not recognize as your small hands grasp it you felt the weird squishy feeling of it. You looked up at the woman who was already in another conversation with anther na’vi behind her and back at the fruit with doubt.

“It’s ok, they are very tasty.” Suddenly your hand was covered by a larger one as they brought the fruit closer to your mouth. Your eyes widened as you looked over to the boy next to you. It was Neteyam. You could not help but be flustered as his hand lingered on yours until you took a small bite out of the fruit. The moment you took a bite your taste buds were blessed with the sweet taste of the juices flowing into your mouth. Neteyam seem please by your reaction as he flashed you a smile and his tail began to sway.

“It is a yovo fruit.”

“yo-vo fruit” Mimicking him you repeated the new word and looked at him with a beaming smile.

“Ew Neteyam stop flirting with my new friend!” Suddenly you felt your weight shift as you felt kiri pull your arm closer to her.

“I was not flirting!” Defensively neteyam crossed his arms as he turned to lo’ak, not forgetting to shoot a glare at kiri. You could not help but giggle at the exchange as you turned to look a kiri.

“I am your friend?”

“of course!” The girl beamed as she looked at your shocked face.

“You do not mind my skin tone or weird eyes?” Confusion morphed your face as you looked to the girl for answers.

“I think it’s cool, plus it makes you 10x cuter. My best friend is a sky person for Eywas sake! Plus we are all a little quirky.” With the last part she held up her hand displaying all four of her fingers. You could not help but let your jaw hang as you looked at the girl in shock.

“Wow, I have never seen four fingers before.” Staring at her hands in fascination kiri just wiggled them almost as to prove they were real.

“We’ll ive never seen a na’vi quite like you before so I guess we are both surprising eachother.” Kiri shot you a small smile that you couldn’t help but mimic. For the first time in your life someone had acknowledged your differences in a positive way and you felt as if this girl was sent from Eywa herself. The rest of the dinner was filled with giggles from you and kiri as you and your first friend disappeared into your own world. Oh, how you loved your new home.

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The next day you were restless to have lunch with the Sullys. To be honest it was all you could think about as you seemed to count down each minute. You enjoyed decorating your side of your home but your distraction did not last long as that only took a few minutes out of your long morning. Your father tried to tame your restlessness but he could only do so much as na’vi continued to stopped by your pod with welcoming gifts for you and your father. You were happy to be welcomed with open arms but all you wanted to do was to see Kiri. Her brothers were not bad either.

You practically pulled your father out of the pod as mid day hit. He only smiled as he watched his little girl tug on his hand in excitement. He hoped this lunch would go well and he would insure your future as Tsahík of this clan as well. Your father was not power hungry he simply believed his little girl had a gift and any other position would not fulfill your potential. He wouldn’t not lie though he did want you to live a comfy life high up.

The two of you soon reached the pod of the clan leaders and were quickly welcomed in. Jake sully never fail to make you feel comfortable. You felt down when you noticed there was no sight of kiri in the pod but guessed she had lessons. You prayed to Eywa you two would share an instructor.

“Sorry y/n my children are busy today but after lunch Neteyam should be back”

You only smiled back, embarrassed that the man had caught your wandering eyes. You picked up some of yovo fruit and began to munch as the men continued to converse over topics you did not quite understand. Occasionally Jake would ask you questions about healing or what you were taught at the reef and you would answer the best you could. Although you did not understand the importance your father seemed pleased by the progress of the discussion as his body was relaxed and his tail swayed in the air.

“We have returned.” A females voiced announced pausing the mens boring conversation. You turned you head to see Neytiri and Neteyam walking through the entrance of the home. Relief flooded your as your saw the young na’vi, you could finally exit this boring conversation.

“Hello Yawne, just in time for the important part.” Getting up Jake kisses Neytiri on the forehead as he took her bow from her grasp. Neteyam cringed at the affection of his parents as he planted his bow next to his mothers.

“How about you two run along, show y/n the mountains around us?” Although Jake framed it as a question you both knew he was not asking as he looked between the two of you.

“I would love to see the mountains.” Getting up from your spot next to your father you signed ‘goodbye.’

‘Be safe’ He signed back as you and Neteyam exited the pod. The boy eyed your hand with curious eyes as you began to walk away from the home.

“What was that?” Confusion consumed his features as he looked down at you.

“That is sign language, finger talk, do you not know it?” Now it was your turn to look at the boy next to you with comfused eyes. He shook his head in response.

“Will you teach me?”

You couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped from your mouth as a response to his question. “Why do you want a skill you will not use?”

“To speak to you.”

The feeling from yesterday arose again as you felt your cheeks heat up at his direct words. “We are speaking right now silly .” Looking down at your feet you responded to the boy as you fidgeted with the fabric of your skirt.

Neteyam only laughed at your response as he lead you out of highcamp. You did not speak another word until you were meet with the sight of long thick vines connecting this mountain to another. Fear rose in your stomach as you looked past the branches seeing just how far you were from the ground. A fall from this height would kill any na’vi even if they had huge leafs to catch them. Neteyam did not seem bothered by this as he hopped onto the branch as if it was second nature. After a couple seconds, he seem to notice that you were not following. Looking back confusion washed over his face as he glanced at the teal na’vi who was standing as if she was a statue looking down at the branches.

“What is wrong?” Retracing his steps he made his way back to you.

“I….I have never walked on something so high up,”Locking your hands together you looked down in shame “I am afraid.”

You expected him to laugh at your cowardice but the teasing never came. He only placed a warm hand on your shoulder as he guided you near the thick vine.

“As long as your with me, you will be safe.” Neteyam spoke with such confidence it was hard not to believe him, so you hesitantly placed your hand in his. He made sure his grip was firm as he hauled you smaller body onto the branch. You felt your stomach twist and turn in fear as you gradually made your way across.

“Use your tail to balance it will help”

You almost let out a snort at his comment. That big thing helping with balance? If anything it was hindering you. Of course you kept your thought in your head not wanting to reveal something to make you even more freakish.

“Don’t forget to watch your step you don’t want to step on a weak vine.” Almost as if on que your next step had your foot swallowed by the plant. A scream breached your lips as you clung into Neteyams arm pulling your foot out swiftly, but losing your balance in the process. All your fears rose to the top as you looked up from a the ground taking in your surrounding. All around you was nothing but sky although the other mountain was close in your panicked eyes it looked as if it was miles away.

“It’s ok, it’s ok.” Neteyam seemed repeat the same sentence as he freed his arm from your grasp and wrapped it around you. He slowly started to push your body forward with his as your hands clung to the one he had placed on your hip. He guided you off the thick vine and into the forest of the mountain resting at the roots of the first tree you saw. Leaning your head on his shoulder you took deep breaths slowing your heart down. You looked up at Neteyam only to see concerned yellow eyes looking back at you.

“Are you ok? I didn’t know heights scared you that much im sorry.” guilt washes over his citrine eyes as he looked into yours.

you let out a dry chuckle as you responded. “I did not know either, back home the highest place I ever was is on my fathers shoulders.” You placed a small hand on his as you continued “I am sorry, it is not your fault.”

Neteyam’s body went stiff when you placed your small hand on his as he looked down noticing how close the two of you were, the boy felt his face heat up. His stomach filled with a fluttering feeling as you apologized to him, he always took the blame rarely getting an apology. You noticed his sudden change in body language as the boy grew stiff under your touch, and quickly made some space. Of course he would not want someone like you touching him. Thoughts flooded your brain and you started to feel uncomfortable in your own skin. The boys eyes seems to be judging you and all you wanted to do was hide in the ground forever. You were stupid, you should have never touched him, now he’s probably disgusted.

Little did you know the boy was thinking nothing that crossed your mind as he looked at you with adoration . He felt slightly disappointed that you pulled away but he did not know why. Neteyam watched you carefully as you hoisted yourself up and adjusted your skirt. He watched as you pulled some of your long thick twist over your shoulders almost as if you were trying to cover your body from view.

“How about we explore the mountain.” You spoke softly as you made the suggestion feeling extra tiny as your brain tormented you with negative thoughts. Neteyam agreed as he brung himself to his feet. The two of you began to walk into the greenery as you took in the beauty of your new environment.

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