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spirit-pyrite · 9 months ago
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The title drop on the first episode of Leverage is very good
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apes-ontheloose · 3 days ago
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fruit-salad-ship · 1 year ago
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keep thinkin' bout Ranger AU where the girls got to finish the course together.
What a team they'd have been. Both of them would have loosened up so much.
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fazgoo-connoiseur-1987 · 1 year ago
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Mr Emily no!!! You think you're actions are to soley help those you have hurt but truly your motivation is your own closure!! You are willing to harm in your pursuit of punishment and justice!! Your self-hatred is leading you to act selfishly!!! Mr Emily you are doing just as much damage as him!!!!!!
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confessionsdiaz · 2 years ago
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i am sorry you cannot convince me that atleast one of chris's friends or their parents doesnt think buck and eddie are together lmao YOU CANT-
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wingsofinsperation · 2 years ago
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Bible Verse for the Day
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And whatsoever we ask we receive of him. Because we keep his commandments, and do those things that are pleasant in his sight.
1 John 3 :22
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lavenderhateswritting · 28 days ago
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i totally loved your idea of batman/ex!husband and i would like to ask how batman and the others would react if (ex)batdad!reader ends up having a romantic relationship with another man (or when someone or some hero or vigilante flirts with reader and the reader flirts back)
I will say that I was imagining Geto from JJk while writing the dude flirting with BatDad if that helps with visualization
He shouldn't be here. He knows he shouldn't be here, but well he had to be and he really couldn't stop himself.
Arkham needed more funding because of course it did. Constant breakouts and staff murders does not make keeping the lights on easy. Of course there was also the fact that the warden of Arkham Dan Smith was embezzleing most of the charity money the asylum was receiving. That was why he was here, but god it would be so easy to go to you.
You had been rising through the ranks of Arkham pretty fast since you left him. And now you were in a suit that hugged you in a way that would have had him pulling you off to a dark corner only a few months ago. And you were chatting with the upper echelons of Arkham people you had shmuzzed more tmes then he could count and they were in the palm of your hand. God. He needed to focus.
"Bruce, Smith is on the move toward you we just need ti bug planted and time to get acess to his phone systems." Oracles voice shot into his ear and he was grateful. He needed to be pulled back to the mission back to the issue at hand, he needed to bring justice to those in Arkham suffering. He didn't need to worry about the fact that you'd been stuck in conversation with the same man for nearly 20 minutes now.
"Understood Oracle." He grabbed a champaign flute from the tray and began his walk over to Smith. Distract, place the bug, and give enough time for Barbra to break into his phone. Easy, he didn't even need to search for you.
"Mr.Smith it's so good to see you. I'm sorry I hope I'm not interrupting anything" Smith was an aging man who looked worn down from nearly a decade of working at Arkham. Bruce could see the way his eyes brightened from the moment he saw him.
"Interrupting. Nonsense Mr. Wayne you could never interupt I'm sure my guest understands." Smith is nearly falling over himself to try and get a conversation with Bruce. A benefit of being as rich as he is is the way greedy people throw themselves at him during cases.
"That's good because you know as always Arkahm is an issue of my own heart." Its true of course. He has dedicated a lot of money and energy into trying to keep Arkham safe. When half your rogues gallery is in the same building as your husband you tend to be a bit more obsessive about the safety systems.
"Yes of course you and your husba-." Smith freezes like he's sure Bruce is going to throw his arms up and storm out of the conversation because you were brought up. " I apologize I mean to say you and your family have always been dedicated to keeping Arkham safe for everyone."
"There's no need to apologize Y/N and I seperating will not get in the way of my devotion to the cause of keeping Gotham safe. Now please tell me how big of a check should I write." He makes the mistake of looking over your shoulder while and watches as the man you're talking to deigns himself worthy of stepping even further into your personal space then he already was. He can feel his teeth clenching fighting every instinct to run over and stop the man. You weren't his anymore.
Smith must have assumed the flash of anger that crossed his face was for him, however, because the idiot begins to dig himself further into the hole.
"Of course I am still sorry Mr.Wayne the news is still processing you and our darling doctor L/N were inseprable for so long. The divorce surpriesed all of us." Smith was an idiot because now the anger Bruce was feeling was aimed at him. Distract, place the bug, buy time for Barbra.
"Yes well Y/N and I breaking deciding to go our seprate ways will not change my passion for funding our mental health systems as I'm sure you understand." There give the idiot an out so Bruce could stop wanting to strangle him.
And of course the man has decided now is the time to reach out and grab your waist. His hand grabs your side and pulls you in and you. You laugh and place your hand against his chest.
He distantly realizes he's bleeding and Smith is panicking.
"Mr.Wanye. Oh My Goodness some one get a medic!" He looks over to his hand and notices that he seems to have shattered the chaimpaign flute and the shards have splintered into his hand.
He's caused a scene now everyone has turned to look at him including you. Your eyes lock on his and he can see the way your brow furrows when you look to his hand. The man's arm has somehow managed to pull you even closer to him. He needs to react to the pain right. He double over gasping as best he could. Smith dropped down beside him and he slips the bug onto his coat pocket.
The medics come and he is walked out of the ball room into an ambulance.
"Bruce that was-."
He cuts her off "Did you gain acess to his phone."
"Yes."
"Good"
Later he would get Smith arrested. later he would be looking into the man you decided was worthy of your attention. Later he would be going over your life without him with a fine tooth comb. Now he would just have to wait to get his stiches.
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omegafett99 · 1 year ago
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How to make a beloved star wars show:
1. Older character begrudgingly takes on younger character
2. They become inseprable
3. They get separated
4. Profit
5. (Optional) Younger character is actually older than the Older character
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angelinthefire · 18 days ago
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When Silco says there's a monster inside all of us. And then when he talks about drowning as a story of opposites, and describes the will to survive as a raging thing. And then when Caitlyn calls Singed a monster, and he says the reason people commit unspeakable acts is for love. And then when Viktor says that compassion and hate being inextricably bound is the essence of humanity.
And every character is used as proof of this.
There's the very literal examples of Powder and Jinx. Vander and Warwick. Viktor taking on the characteristics of the beast in his final transformation as he becomes a world-ending super-being.
There's the less literal character arcs. Caitlyn starting out all idealistic, and then letting herself be moved by hate. The way Jinx sees Vi when she invades Zaun with the enforcers, and then how Vi gives herself over to violence. Silco in season 1, and the glimpses of Silco that we see in Season 2 in Vander's flashback and the AU that show there was another side to him.
There's more constrained instances as well. Jayce raging out at the shimmer plant and killing a kid. Mel telling Ambessa "a wolf has no mercy" after rejecting her mother's ways for so long.
Everyone. There's a monster inside everyone. There's rage inside all of them, and hate, but also compassion and love. And they're inseprable.
Just like all the dualities in Arcane are inseprable. When Jinx tells Vi, "I'm always with you, even when we're worlds apart." Like how order can't be forced out of magic without chaos eventually erupting. Like the relationship between Piltover and Zaun. They're all two sides of the same coin.
It's just so thematically rich and soooo good.
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sscarletvenus · 11 months ago
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GUN IN LOOKISM 506 ANALYSIS? WELL, SORT OF. mostly me yapping.
starting off with these Charles Choi lines said to Eugene...
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during Kenta's backstory montage in the second affiliate, we see Gun as a child has already attained UI stage. physically, he has from the start (an interesting narrative choice i believe) been set apart as someone who has ascended mortal thresholds. no one in the story until now has his degree of UI proficiency, and the stage itself remained unseen or unheard of until Daniel reaches it.
in some ways, there is something eerily non-human about this particular manifestation of his strength. his existence is forever a pariah in the realm of humanity.
aside from the morphological louche qualities, Gun's ideals and thoughts have never aligned with the either the minds of his successor candidates or friends.
everyone in this story follows or strives to achieve certain purpose. revenge, romance, family, friends, self-preservation, money, power... all of which can ultimately be rounded off to humane desires and needs.
not Gun. Never. what he does have is, a morbid obsession with death, a frantic fascination to kill or be killed.
human nature is typically averse to the idea of death, which most perceive as an end. we know little about Gun's actual discernment of death. maybe it is linked to his yakuza upbringing, where death is matter of inches, everyday lived on knife's edge. to be subjected to a lifestyle of abject horror as a child irreversibly changes your psyche, after you have become so familiar with death, you associate some sentimentality with it. death is the only constant. so maybe, just maybe, he seeks it as comfort. as relief.
for him to kill is the greatest sincerity, and he displays this same sincerity to his master, i.e., Kenta's father. it's not cruel for him, battle is simply a means of honoring someone he respects. it's too terrifying to be comprehend by the mortal mind (Kenta cannot), but humans have never known the minds of gods or devils.
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enacting violence is the most intimacy he can muster, as has been seen throughout the story. for all the atrocities he has inflicted upon the crewheads, he nurtures them because they show promise. he keeps them alive in hopes that someday they too can pay their respects to their master, kill him and reciprocate his outmost sincerity, show their devotion just like he has.
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he is enraged and disappointed because they have another primary purpose that makes killing him secondary, he is infuriated because they fail to be sincere in annihilating him.
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maybe this is why he's the way he is about UI Daniel, another inhumane creature of pure instinct who is not bound by man's fickleness towards death. hence the psychosexual infatuation.
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"Let's kill each other," is what Gun says, upon meeting someone cursed by the same fate of never being human, such as himself.
Gun is insepreable from the idea of death in comic. perhaps i will make a more coherent and comprehensible post on the same some other day.
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etherealyoungk · 2 years ago
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college bf!jun scenarios
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requested by anon. anon i hope you see this!
pairing: jun x reader
warnings: fluff
word count: 590
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college bf!jun who's been your best friend since the day 1 you joined. it was your first day at uni and you were lost and running late for your first class. you bumped into jun in a hurry but thankfully he was heading in the same direction and showed you the way. he found you during lunch break and after that day you both were inseprable.
college bf!jun who's would buy snacks and carry them in his bag all the time in case you hot hungry. and if you did get hungry his bag is like an never-ending array of snacks, he just keeps bringing all types of snacks out - but they're all your favorite snacks.
college bf!jun who's such a goofy guy honestly. loves making jokes, especially in the library when you're trying to study but he thinks it's a great time to tell you all the funny jokes he's collected or silly pickup lines he's learned. everyone looks at you both like you've both gone crazy because jun is laughing (not so softly) as he cracks a joke. "jun!, you whisper yell. "is it not funny? i thought it was funny, it made soonyoung laugh", he tells as he sits up straighter. "jun this is a library, we're supposed to be quiet", you tell and he nods. "oh yeah, i forgot, sorry", he says. "well in that case can we step out for a break, i really want to tell you something", he says and doesn't even wait for you to reply before he's standing up and taking your hand and taking you outside and telling you the joke and taking you to the caferia for a snack.
college bf!jun who was a nervous shy wreck before he confessed his feelings for you. he found you late at the library and sat down with you. he even got you some food and you noticed how the kimbap didn't have cucumber because you didn't like them. but jun paid attention to everything, all the silly and small details you'd tell him. "how come you're here? i thought you were with minghao?", you ask as you take a bit of the kimbap. "isn't it obvious?", he prompts and you just blink at him. "because i like you", you tells and you stop chewing. he thinks he messed up big time when you just stare at him but later when he's walking you back to the bus stop, you mumble out an "i like you too", before running inside and closing the door. jun would try to play it cool but he's so happy.
college bf!jun who's such a silly goofy person and he always finds some way or another to make you laugh or smile. he loves seeing you smile and if you were stressed or unhappy, he'd do his best to bring that smile back to your face.
college bf!jun who hates seeing you stressed and if you were overworking, staying up late too many times and just stressed and tired from studying, he'll pry you away from the books and hold you in his arms, telling you to sleep and that you needed rest too. he'll lightly scold you for not taking care of yourself and make sure you're eating your meals on time not pushing yourself too hard.
college bf!jun who always manages to light you up even on some of your worst days. he's your pillar and someone who's been there for you no matter what.
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sirxlla · 4 months ago
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Deja Vu
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Warnings: Fluff, Angst
Prompt: Part 2 to Past Misunderstandings, Tyler getting the reader to go around a horses again
Notes: gender of reader, italics are actions and thoughts.
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-With that said it's all under the cut-
It had been about six months since the rodeo incident and you and Tyler had fell back into that 'Peas in a Pod' attitude. The two of you inseprible again, Layin in the back of his truck in the middle of his dad's damn near ten acres. His feet played with yours, his cowboy boots pushing against yours.
Tyler didnt know exactly what had happened to Moonshine due to the fact he left and the fact you both didnt talk to eachother. He was curious asked about the gunsmoke colored horse and you told him what happened....
Bobcats weren't overly or exceedingly uncommon for the area but they usually stayed away from livestock in this area due to a lot of the farmers killing them or scaring them off with shotguns.
Unfortunately, a few years back one of them ran straight right for your horse, of course your sweet boy got scared and tried to buck you, a foot stayed trapped in the stirrup for a few feet before you came loose.
Regrettably, for you and Moonshine the bobcat kept going right after that horse, that sweet horse you'd had for damn near almost your whole life. There was nothing you could do but leave him because as soon as they had latched onto his backside another came out of nowhere and went for the neck...All you could do was save yourself. Everyday you wished there was something more you could have done.
After you explained what happened to Tyler he rubbed your back with a sad sympathetic expression on his face.
"I'm so sorry to hear that, Tiny. You loved that horse..." He smiles as a memory crosses his mind as he gazes at the clouds.
"You remember when we took him out to that field after we ditched school and we laid in the grass on that blanket all day. It was cloud watching, right?"
You smiled sadly, you know Tyler was just trying to make you feel better. Tyler always had a habit of knowing exactlt what to say to distract you.
"You cant say every cloud looks like a penis!" A laugh left your throat as you repeated what you had said to him, it wasnt just cloud watching...your had head spent that whole day on Tyler's bicep cuddled into him like he was your favorite teddy bear, not too different from how you were now.
The way your eyes light up just made Tyler feel so much better about how you felt right now over Moonshine. His heart swelled at the laugh that left you, music to his ears. He was so glad to have you back.
"Hey, I know you might not be ready for it but...My dad's just came into possesion of a horse who's really skiddish and he can't get her to come near anyone. I know your dad's horse Whiskey was pretty skiddish when y'all got him and you were the only one that got him out of that shell, you and your dad...Uncle's (You both called eachothers dads Uncle cause of the way you both grew up together) tried with this horse and she just wont budge. My dad asked me to ask you if you'd try."
"What's wrong with her?" You looked up at Tyler with a bit of worry as you spoke.
"He said something about her buckin' and stompin'. I think he also said something about her tryna bite." Tyler massaged your scalp as you rested your head on his shoulder.
"Yeah...I can. I can try." You told him with a bit of nervousness in your voice. Not only were you scared with how wild this horse seemed but letting a horse in seemed bittersweet after Moonshine. Cantaloupe (your brother's horse) was different cause you'd known that horse all your life but you know Tyler's dad and he wouldn't stop tryna break this horse, if done wrong he'd hurt her or himself bad at least.
A few days passed and Tyler picked you up and got you to his dad's farm. This barn was the same from that night but now the memory was fond because you knew it really had meant something to Tyler. He winked in acknowledgment of the spit you two had done it, which earned a blush from you.
You held Tylers hands with nerves as he guided you down to the horse, every step closer and noise that was made riled the horse up even more. You squeezed his hsnd with nerves, you knew horses like this were dangerous. Tyler's dad slammed something down in pure anger as he left the stable, his eyes fell on you. He had a black eye which you assumed was from the horse.
"TT, if you can get that damn horse to calm down then you can have the damn thing. I've had it up to here with the damn bitch!" Tyler's dad wasnt one to curse a lot but he was clearly pissed as he stomped off.
"You dont have to do this, Tiny." Tyler told you, he was clearly nervous about this after seeing his dad the way he was and hearing the commotion inside the stable.
"If I dont then what happens to her? Huh?" You asked, it was like all nerves had been stripped away and you went into savior mode. This was how you were when you were younger, determined and didnt back down from a challenge.
"Okay." He backed down cause he knew how you were, he grew up with you like this and it was good to see you step back into yourself.
You took a deep breath as you closed your eyes before opening them on exhale. You slowly slipped into that stable. 'Oh, she way beautiful' you thought, a Leopard pattern to her fur. She looked at you like you were a challenge but as soo as you saw that you bowed you head and bowed infront of her.
"Hey...Hey, Beauty....It's alright...It's okay, Mama. I aint here to hurt you." You spoke softly and stayed in place by the door. Invading her personal space without permission is clearly what Tyler's dad fucked up on.
"I know, Uncle was an asshole. He came ib here acting like he owns the place." You said with a smile, that day you didnt even get close enough to touch her. As much as you loved your uncle, he could be impaitent.
As weeks passed you and her got closer as did you and Tyler. You and Tyler had started sleepin at eachothers places, innocent little kisses and hugs turned into showers together. The two of you didnt have sex or anything, it was just intimate and close. His body pressed to yours as you leaned your head back as he pulled you closer to him with his arm around your torso.
You got closer and closer to this horse, your 'uncle' had given the horse to you. When she was ready for it you had saddled her up and rode around with her.
Tyler had been asking after the beautiful white and black spotted horse so you introduced her to him, made him go slow and respectful and before you knew it she'd cuddle her face onto Tyler's arm to get him to pet her.
Tyler was so damn proud of you, he pulled you close to him and kissed you deeply pushing you against that same interior wall of the barn like he did in highschool but this was more. It was more languid and passionate, your hands found his face as he kissed you.
"We doing this again?" You asked against his lips with a smile and whisper.
"You wanna do this again, Tex?" He asked just to make sure you he wasnt pressuring you.
Your eyes flitted back and forth as they ran through the possiblities, 'Was this a good idea? Should I?'
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the-atlas-sister · 2 years ago
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ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ (Neteyam x Best Friend!Reader!)
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Warnings!: suggestive content, language, teasing Lo'ak, very slight Lo'ak x reader, a bit of angst I suppose
Friends for life. That's all you and Neteyam were. At least that's what you said when the two of your were six. You remembered your first meeting with the boy as if it had just happened.
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Neteyam stared curiously at the young Na'vi that stood, fearfully behind their mother. "Toruk Makto," their mother said, bowing low before Neteyam's father. The young Na'vi looked at their mother before mimicking her movement.
Neteyam laughed gently at the act, making his father send him a stern look.
"No friend of my mate has to bow," Neteyam's father said, cringing at the way Neytiri's old friend dipped before him. "Please, seriously, stand up. I'm not Toruk Makto to you, just an old friend's mate."
"I see why Neytiri likes you," the woman said, cracking a coy smile. Her eyes slowly drifted to Neteyam, making him stand up a bit straighter. "And is this the prince himself? Neteyam?"
"Hello!" Neteyam said. His ears pinned to his head in embarrassment at the volume of his voice. His eyes flashed to the young Na'vi next to their mother, his eyes lighting up at the sound of their soft giggle. "Who is that?" he wondered aloud, his six year old brain lacking impulse control as he pointed at the other child.
Their mother chuckled gently, placing a hand on your head and ushering you forward. "This is my child, Y/n," she said, pushing the child in question towards Neteyam gently.
They looked down shyly as Neteyam looked up at his father. "Can I play with them?" he asked, watching as his father's face lit up.
"If they want to," he stated, smiling gently.
"Do you, want to play with me?" Neteyam asked, turning his attention back to the Na'vi before them.
Their gaze snapped to the boy before them, eyes wide as they fiddled with their hands. They only nodded in response, which was enough for the young Neteyam to believe that you were now the best of friends.
"Come on!" he cheered, grabbing Y/n's hand and pulling them away from their parents. "I'll teach you how to fish!"
"Those two are going to be inseprable," y/n's mother said, matter of factly.
"I hope so."
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And they were right. Ever since that day, the two of you had been inseparable. You had stuck to the oldest Sully son and he had stuck to you.
As the two of you grew older, as did your feelings for one another.
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"Yams!" an adolescent y/n cheered, jumping up in excitement as their childhood friend wandering into the small clearing they had found as children. When they were young, they deemed it the hideaway, a word Neteyam's father had taught him. Since then, the name had stuck and it had become your special place.
"Have you been here all day?" Neteyam questioned, meeting you in the middle of the clearing.
"Have I? I hadn't noticed," you said, shrugging slightly. "It doesn't matter. Look at what I made!" You proudly held up a brightly colored flower crown you had created within your time alone in the clearing.
"How many of these have you made?" Neteyam asked, tilting his head, allowing you to place the crown on his head.
Your cheeks flushed as your best friend's eyes wandered to the large pile of flower crowns sitting in a corner of the clearing. Neteyam gave you a cocky grin as your face turned a deeper purple hue.
"They're not all for you," you grumbled, cracking a small smile as Neteyam laughed. You felt a bubble grow in your chest at the laugh. You had heard it over and over again but it was only now that this feeling began to blossom.
"You're so excited," Neteyam chuckled, his eyes scanning your face with a small smile on his. He felt his tail swish behind him, finding himself growing excited as you did.
"Just look at them!" you said, letting out an excited giggle as you ran towards the pile of flowers. "Did you know there are this many different types of flowers in our hideaway?"
"I did actually," Neteyam said, following you slowly as you approached the flowers. "I used them to make that top for you." You felt your heart skip a beat at his words, gently stroking the soft top you currently wore. It had been a gift for your fifteenth birthday from your dear friend, and with his confession, you realized why the flowers sweet scent was so familiar.
"How very like you Yams," you teased, fighting the blush that made it's away up your neck.
You'd be lying to yourself if you said you hadn't developed a crush on your childhood friend throughout your adolescent years. Everything the blue skinned boy would say or do left your hear skipping a beat and every time he would touch you, you were left wishing he'd never stop.
The only problem is that he never seemed to return the feelings at least not that he showed to you. So, as unhealthy as it was, you decided to push down the feelings, beating them back with a stick as you did.
"Come on, I made a few for your siblings as well."
As the years went by, the feelings continued to grow. As you both began to reach adulthood, the feelings only fought back against you and your emotional stick.
Little did you know although, as you fought with your own emotions, as did Neteyam. As you grew up together he found himself wanting to be closer to you. He never understood the feelings, chalking them up to loving his dear friend in a true platonic sense. The only flaw in his thinking was the strange dreams that he would have of you. He would wake up after dreaming of you below him with wide eyes and sweat dripping from his body.
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"Dude, you're in love with them," Lo'ak said, scoffing at his older brother as they hunted deep within the forest.
"Don't be ridiculous," a now twenty-one year old Neteyam scoffed, rolling his eyes at his brother. "I just care for them deeply. They are my dear friend, you know this. That is all."
"Okay, then you wouldn't mind if I asked them out?" Lo'ak pushed, smirking as Neteyam's gaze snapped to him. His jaw clenched as he glared at him.
"That would be fine," he said slowly, stomping further into the forest.
"Are you serious?" Lo'ak pressed, following the older Na'vi. "Because I'll do it." Neteyam stopped in his tracks, spinning on his heel.
"I wouldn't care," he hissed, his eyes narrowing. "Y/n could date whoever they want and if they wanted to date you, that'd be their choice."
"Perfect," Lo'ak shrugged.
A/n respectfully fuck all of you who voted for this. Because I suck ass at writing this
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melanieph321 · 2 years ago
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Ruben Dias x Reader - My Brother's Best Friend Part 1/4
I wrote this one at like 4 am 😅
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Summary - Reader rencounters her brother's best friend and the two of them hit it off quite well.
Enjoy!
Five years at university. Non stop studying, no coming home for Christmas, Easter or any other holiday. Despite all of this no one in your family had the courtesy of picking you up from the airport. Instead they sent for somone else, a stranger, your brothers best friend, Ruben.
"Y/N, you grew!" He exclaimed, when he finally pulled up to the sidewalk where you stood. He hadn't recognized you the first time he past you with his car. You had to shout his name the second time.
"I did and one day I'm gonna grow old and die."
He chuckled.
You threw your bags into the backseat of his car, settling down in the passenger seat beside him.
He was practically like family, Ruben. He and your brother had been inseprable friends since they were kids, making you the annoying third wheel.
"Only two bags?" He frowned.
You shrugged. "I'm only staying for the weekend."
"For the game?"
You nodded.
It was the first time Ruben and your brother had been allowed to represent their country in a international game. Although it was only a friendly your mother begged you to take a break from school to come down and watch it. Everyone else in your family was coming, your aunties, uncles and cousins. All coming to support your brother. You were a bit bitter that none of them had come to visit you at school before, although it had been five years since you moved.
"You hungry?" Ruben asked, once you got on the highway.
"Does your family still own a restaurant?"
"They do."
"Then I'm very hungry. A broke student who usually lives off cooked ramen can never say no to free food."
Ruben chuckled. "I would have paid for your meal even if it wasn't from my family's restaurant."
"Well thanks." You blushed.
Pulling up to Ruben's family restaurant, they all greeted you with open arms and painful pinches of your cheeks.
"Look at you!" Ruben's mother gasped. "How skinny you've become. Pãi, make her something to eat, fast!" She took a second look at you. "With a lot of meat in it!"
"I'm actually a vegan."
"You are?"
"You are?" Ruben repeated.
"Is that okay?"
His mother's expression mellowed. "Of course sweetie. I'll inform Ruben's father, see what he can do. We don't have alot of vegan opinions on the menu though."
"I'm sure anything will be fine Mrs Dias, thank you."
"I didn't know you went vegan?" Ruben said, the two of you sliding into your dining booth, sitting on the opposite side of each other.
"Sometimes I think it's the reason my family doesn't invite me to family gatherings anymore."
"That's horrible."
"I'm sure it's not the case." You protested, seeing the expression that came across his face. But in reality you had no idea.
"A plant based diet is good. I do it all the time." Ruben said.
"Eat vegan food?"
"Yes. Especially before a game. It's hard to run an average of 12k a game with a giant steak digesting in your stomach."
"Huh?" You muttered.
"What?"
"Defenders run 12k a game, you sure about that?"
Ruben threw his napkin at you but missed.
"I'm just saying." You chuckled. "I don't remember you as very agile to run."
"Or jump, or sprint..." His sister came by to take your drink orders. "Don't you remember Y/N, Ruben was a very chubby kid when he first started playing football. He would either play defense or goalie, those were his only options." She laughed.
You held your tounge seeing the deadly stare Ruben was giving his sister.
"Can we order our drinks now?" He grunted.
"Yes, of course." She brought out a pen and paper. "A water for you brother and what will you be having Y/N?"
"A coke?"
"A coke it is. See brother, get yourself a girl that isn't afraid of a few calories."
Ruben rolled his eyes as she left you to it.
"So... you only date girls with diet only in their bio's?" You teased.
"It makes things easier." He shrugged.
"Easier how?"
"Well, she won't complain over my strict diet, will she? Or force me to eat carbs two days a week?"
"Ohhh, poor Ruben is scared of getting little chub back on his cheeks?"
Another napkin was thrown your way, forcing you to duck this time.
"What about you?"
"What about me?" You said, throwing back his crumbled up napkin.
"Don't you think you'd be doing guys a favor by mentioning that you're vegan in your social media bio?"
"Nah, I like to see the look on their faces when I surprise them. My ex boyfriend thought my reason for going vegan was because I hadn't tried meat before, which resulted in him taking me on food truck spree. His idea of a good date."
"It would've been a great idea." Ruben objected. "I know alot of great food trucks with amazing vegan options. In fact my friend drives one. I could take you there if you're ever up to it this weekend?"
"That would fulfill your dreams, wouldn't it Ruby?" His sister said, making her stop with your drinks.
Ruben's silence was evident that he didn't enjoy the sudden interruption of your conversation.
"Do you remember that time he and your brother forced you into that shopping cart and pushed you down the hill?"
"One of my fondest memories." You said. You ended up breaking your arm that day.
"Well you should have seen the look on his face when he ran to tell our parents what happened. They were furious, but Ruben was inconsolable, which made all of us feel bad for him."
"Inconsolable how?"
You didn't rembering beeing told Ruben's side of the story before. Your brother on the other hand, told you how he had been by your side until the ambulance came, terrified of what your parents would say once he told them that he's killed you.
"Hasn't Ruben told you?" His sister frowned.
"Carolina, please " He sighed.
"He cried all night, begging our parents to take him to the hospital to go see you."
"Really?" Your eyes widened.
"Yes. He even cried at the hospital seeing your little body all patched up in the hospital bed. I thought it was cute." She said, patting Ruben's shoulders.
He ran a anxious hand through his hair, probably praying that his sister would leave.
"He gave you his favorite teddy though." She shrugged. "That must count for something."
Somewhere a costumer waved for her attention. "Coming!" She groaned and left you two to it.
The relief on Ruben's face was hilarious. "I'm sorry about that." He sighed. "Carolina can be...well Carolina."
"It's okay. " You giggled. " I had no idea that Rosie the whale was from you. I thought my parents brought her to me from the hospital gift shop."
He shook his head. "No, Eddie the whale..." He corrected. "...was all mine. I hope you took good care of him."
"Eddie?" You frowned. "My Rosie is a she."
Ruben snorted. "I don't think so. My Eddie identifies as He/Him he told me so himself."
"Is that so?"
"Ask him yourself."
"I will. As soon as I fly back home."
Somthing came across Ruben's face.
"What?"
"You brought Eddie with you to university?"
You blushed, but was quick to collect yourself. "I did."
Ruben looked to his hands, hiding his smile.
The food arrived just in time to mend the longing pain in your belly. You enjoyed it so much that Rubens family promised to make the selection of vegan food a part of the menu from now on.
"I had fun today." Ruben parked his car alongside the driveway to your parents house.
"Me too Ruben. Goodluck during the game tomorrow."
"See you after?"
"The game?" You frowned.
"Most of the team are going clubbing after, depending on the finally score of course. Either way, your brother and I are celebrating making the national team, you down?"
"I don't know?" The thought of going clubbing with your brother was not a appealing one.
"Or we could do somthing just the two of us?"
"Oh." You stuttured, a reaction to Ruben's eyes staring back at you.
You can't remember the last time they'd stayed on you for as long as they had done tonight during dinner. You thought that to Ruben you were just his best friends annoying little sister,  but after hearing the story of how he had worried about you the day you broke your arm, somthing changed within you. Your feelings for Ruben changed.
"Ruben I didn't..."
Cleary somthing had changed within him too, because as you sat with one hand gripping the passenger door, ready to jank it open and jump out, Ruben had leaned forward, catching you off guard by pressing his lips against yours.
"Ruben."
You spoke into the kiss, his breath warm against your face. He let himself enjoy it for a second, before his body stiffend and he pulled back, a terrified expression on his face.
"Don't tell your brother."
"But...I...you kissed me?"
"I know." Ruben was quick to try his lips with the back of his hand. His gaze facing the road ahead. "It was a mistake. Just don't tell your brother."
You got out of the car, confused to what just happened. You watched Ruben disappear down the street along with your stolen kiss.
"That was odd." You muttured. You had barely gotten a chance to react to his lips pressing against yours. Surely the feeling had been pleasant, but how could you know for sure when it all went down so fast?
Somthing else that came at you fast was the realization that your parents house stood empty. However a note was pinned to the inside of the door, saying: "Staying at your brothers tonight, calming his nerves ahead of tomorrow's game. Kisses, Pãi e Mamãe!"
Well who's gonna calm your nerves, you thought. Because they were all over the place for the moment.
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mako-neexu · 11 months ago
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deadass? thinking about just how inseprable ryouma and oryou san is theyre literally also each others' fates i seriously cried during that one gudaguda event where ryouma finds THE oryou san herself at the bottom of the sea waiting for him for hundreds of years iirc and they legit come back from the dead TOGETHER and STRONGER after obliterating me with that "im glad i met you" wedding vows now with my edguda brain (ofc) on overdrive, lancer ryouma's literal np is 「君よ、綿津見の原を征け」 / "My dear, go conquer the Oceans of Wadatsumi" but its localized as "Dear Dragon, Race Across the Waves of Wadatsumi"
AND THEN YOU HAVE THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO WITH 「君よ、輝きの道を征け」 AND 「星よ、輝きの道を征け」 KIMI???????????KIMI??????? HOSHI???????????? YOU????? MY STAR???? MY ACCOMPLICE????? MY???? MY?????? YOU????// NA HOW ARE YOU GOING TO LOCALIZE THIS???? MY BELOVED STAR? MY DEAR STAR?? O STAR???? MY FATE??? MY DESTINY??? MY LIGHT??
"kimi" is such a big deal to me especially when context is involved and now i really have to get serious trying to dodge getting thrown into the psych ward because it doesnt really take a white dress and black suit and rings to make me deranged. its always always the kindness, the unconditional love. the simple eternal vow of staying by your side, waiting for you no matter how long it takes and being just happy to have met the other even beyond universes and timelines that absolutely vaporizes my existence to literal nothing. amazing. i have a very weak heart
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wonsohl · 1 year ago
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ADMIRING FROM AFAR - s.jy
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a/n: this is an impulsive writing decision i made last minute, enjoy cuties
you lay your head on the cold wooden desk, fingers in pain after writing an essay for english
the bell rings and students flood out of the classroom leaving you and a couple others huddled in groups
your friends talk about their weekends and things they are planning on doing but you don't seem to care about the conversation and stare out into the blue - day dreaming
as you regain focus from your day dreaming, your eyes dart towards the bottom corner of your class room and see jake
jake and you are besties
were besties
before the last semester of senior year, jake and you had been friends since middle school
even going as far to spend a whole summer together with each other in a completely different state
you guys used to be insepreable
however after a confession a girl made to him at some stupid science trip your whole life has changed
jake stopped talking to you and barely even admires your presence almost as if he doesn't even care about you
but you can't say the same
after jake had stopped talking to you, you felt like a piece of you was missing and as if your will to push through your school years had drained out
it was obvious that you liked him
but i guess he never understood your true feelings for him
he sits there with his girlfriend wrapped upon his arm being all snuggly and comfy
you can't help but wince at the pain of jealousy felt in your heart as you realise that you and jake will never be the same
as you stare for so long forgetting that your even looking at him, his friends nudges him pointing at you
he turns around to see you, barely focused and not even looking at him but lost
he smiles at you but you don't even notice till you hear the bell ringing again signalling the end of break
you rise up from your desk and fix your hair
jake is still looking at you but is talking to one of his friends
you look back at jake but its too late
his girl friend had already took his attention and bed him farewell before leaving to her class
you sigh knowing you and jake will never rejoice your memories
i guess you will just have to stay there
constantly being in the shadows and
admiring from afar
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