#the comparisons to avatar are shocking

[queer-ragnelle]

hbomberguy’s rwby video has me feeling very good about my own writing after a few weeks of feeling…meh. at least i’m comprehending why i like my inspirations & don’t just copy paste the visuals without knowing what any of it means. at least i know not to have two characters from the same family explaining their shared culture to each other for the benefit of the audience. hello??

[localducks]

A monster fuckers guide to the brothers

♡I like creature design, and this is a perfect overlap in interest for me....so I wanted to see how "odd" I could make the brothers outside of what I consider a very basic cannon.

♡ This is supposed to be gender neutral, but the reader is assumed to be AFAB

Lucifer

Cum

lu..Lucifer's cum is black, deep black only broken up by the slight blue shimmer you can only really see if you look at it sideways. And it's clingy, branching off in webs when caught on fingers and sticking to the inside of your thigh like saliva. You will also be immediately made aware of how much of it there is, a trait all demons share but one the avatar of Pride specifically has a deep appreciation for. He could fill a 16oz cup in one go, and while he doesn't technically have a breeding kink(liar), the sight of his partner full and satisfied always leaves him with a deep desire for more.

Dick

One of the least monstrous of his brothers, what he lacks in form he makes up for in show. The tip is black, nearly as dark as his cum, and as it slowly gradients out of the color the blue undertones of his skin become much more apparent. He's the second largest, and so similarly to Beel, his dick excretes a thin slip to make the squeeze easier, which has a red shimmery tint to it. But it's actually neither of these things that take you the most off guard. You notice an odd change the first time he cums, either while deep inside you or as he slipping back in, a small voice in the back of your mind hurridly asking whether you can even be sure if what you think is happening is the truth. But by the thrid or fourth time Lucifer has cum, the matter becomes undeniable. His cock starts off at a moderate length and girth, clearly that of something not so human, but managable enough. The kicker is that for every time he cums, he grows, swelling larger as your body becomes more relaxed and pliable, able to take more and more of him every time he dips back within the glistening confines of your body. He doesn't even bring it up the first time you are intimate together, finding the look of pure shock deliciously adorable. What a predicament you've found yourself in, but it can't hurt to go for just a few more hours, could it?

Teeth

True and proper vampire teeth, honestly not much else to say. Lucifer finds them to be one of the least interesting aspects of himself in comparison to his brothers(not that he compares himself to his siblings, why would you ever assume such a thing, he's so very above that), but you would probably beg to differ when he jams them into your neck as he cums. Lucifer is tall, much much taller than most humans, and just like all of his brothers he's proportionate to that height, so for you, a human, his teeth are about an inch, or the length from the tip of your finger to the first knuckle. Both sets of canines on the top and bottom jaw, by the way.

Tongue

In comparison to the rest of the attributes talked about so far, his tongue might be the strangest in appearance. Long, very warm, and paler than a human's, it has a texture you could only describe as rigid, the series of buds along its surface being much wider than yours or mine, with little feeler nodes along ths sides of it towards the back. You won't notice it until it's tasting at the skin of your neck or hips, but they can also move when he feels like it, silently taking pleasure in the little jolts of surprise you offer unsolicited as reaction. While the color of the muscle itself isn't really noticeable, the saliva it leaves behind on your skin is transparent and dark, bordering on black.

Mammon

Cum

Mammon's cum....is iridescent gold, and has the same texture as a humans. He doesn't cum as much as many of his brothers, so instead he can go 5 to 6 times without getting tired, back to back. His sin affects him greatly during sex, seeking his and your release with seemingly infinite desperation, not caring about his own overstimulation and fatigue if it means he will get to please you entirely again, sometimes getting to a point you have to use your pact to pull him out of the self inflicted trance. He adores you so much, so much more than words or thoughts could ever allow him to say, so please, just lay back and let him have one more of your pretty orgasms, you don't understand how much he needs it.

Dick

His dick also mostly appears human, save for its length and the slight abnormality of the head having three raised ridges along the back of it. The only other thing that would really alert you to the fact he isn't human are his marking patterns, which run along the shaft like veins. They are in the same style as the ones decorating his torso when in his demon form(and they glow too).

Teeth

You can't tell me Mammon doesn't have gold teeth, I simply won't take criticism, I'm dying on this hill. Just his top canines though, which are moderately sized and sharp, jutting out of a smirk or sneer. The rest are just incisors and molars, though all of them take on a sharp edge while in his demon form. Mammon takes great pleasure in biting you, no matter the occasion or who's around, especially if it's one of his brothers. It feeds the desire to tell others you're his without being too intrusive on your time and boundaries, and he also just really likes the feeling of sinking his teeth into you. He is gentle about it, only ever biting as hard as you're comfortable with, but just know he can't quite help himself around you all of the time, and if a reason to make it abundantly clear you are his arisise, be warned he will be covering you as much as possible with the indents of his teeth.

Tongue

Mammon's tongue is long, like longest only second to Levi, reaching about 9" inches inside you with more strength behind it than any human could. Yet despite this not much else is out of the ordinary for a demon. The texture of it is only a little rougher than yours, and it has the exact same pink hue to it. The tip of it though is thin and tapered, perfect for precision, with a venom piercing running through it. A matching one sits much further up, vertical this time, which he clicks against his teeth when bored, or, a new favorite of his, right into your ear, taking great delight in watching you squirm at the sound.

Leviathan

Cum

Levi's cum is milky and paper white, almost appearing sheer under some lights but only if he's cum within the last few hours. And it's thick, like gelly almost thick. Like pulling thick, and one load is enough to fill a tea cup. Given the situation with his dick, that might seem a little less than expected, and then you realize it thickens after being ejected into you, developing into a soft warm goop that sticks to your walls and often requires a finger(or tongue) to leave the confines of your body. Otherwise it will be left inside, and considering how much Levi cums, it might end up places only his tail can reach, if you would let him(please please let him).

Dick

Levi was nervous to have sex with you for a list of reasons, a long, long list of reasons, and somewhere close to the top, was how different he knew his anatomy was in comparison to a human’s. And even though he knew you would probably like it, it didn’t quell the seething embarrassment he felt the first time you got both his pants and boxers off. But instead of the immediate rejection he feared, expected really, to squish onto your face and through your voice, you just sat there, looking at him with your mouth slightly agape and your eyes drooping, hearts nearly visible in them if he imagined hard enough. Cute, all other thoughts left his brain other than that. You were so, so cute. How in the three realms had he ended up with the most perfect human he could possibly ask for. And one so eager to please, at that.

And to be far, you had good reason to stare. Levi has two dicks(such widely known fan canon the developers might as well just come out and say it) that fall somewhere between human cock and tentacle territory given the firmness of the first and the flexibility of the second. Both start thick and then slowly taper out until they’re about the same thickness as his tongue, with ribbing all the way down to where they peak out of his body. There isn’t a head to the shape, ending instead of a blunt point. There are no scales to be seen, but the coloration is similar, starting off black at the base and then gradually turning blue. They can each move on their own, often meaning he doesn’t have to thrust as much, but he can’t control them, so don’t blame him when the stimulation gets to be too much for both of you, clamping around them will just cause them to wiggle harder. He’s sensitive too, all of him including the vent his dicks peak from, which you can stick your fingers into if you want him cumming within seconds. When he’s not “hard”, his cocks stay sheathed within the vent, able to close almost entirely.

Teeth

SHARK TEETH SHARK TEETH SHARK TEEEETH. Levi has the second biggest chompers out of his brothers, each chunky and pointed, ready and poised to bite. Not that he would, and if he happened to get too caught up in the moment and sink those teeth into your shoulder or more likely your thigh, please expect more than an hour or so of apololigetic after care centered around that bite.

Tongue

Long, thin in comparison to his brothers, and significantly forked, Levi's tongue keeps with his overall theme pretty well. It's very flexible, and both of the forks can move on their own in a similar way his dicks can, but he has much more control over it. The actual texture of his tongue might be the oddest thing about it, as it's practically smooth to the touch, only a couple bumps and ridges making themselves clear if you run your tongue or fingers over it. His saliva doesn't really help you find anything more about it either, as it's thicker than a humans and clingier, the strands that connect you two when making out far less likely to break from just moving back. The coloration is like a humans, but the further back into his mouth the darker blue his skin gets.

Satan

Cum

Satan's cum, similar to Lucifers, is sticky, black, and potent, a single load enough to fill a jar. It clings to the slick and sweat your body makes, only really able to be cleaned off with a good soak. He cums longer than normal too, every demon does, but he specifically takes 1-2 minutes to empty himself completely.

Dick

Pretty. Ooooohhhhhh he's pretty. He actually has the most normal looking cock out of all of his brothers, long and thick and pale all the way down until you get to his tip which blushes red under attention. And that's it, at a first look. No ridges or odd shapes. You might even consider him average by demon standards. So when he sits you down a couple days after the first time you are intimate together and he starts talking about how he has a knot, it throws a wrench in the preconceived notions you had had. But he is a demon, this shouldn't be such a surprise, you think. You sit there a little stunned as he explains every precaution he's thought of and how to best make you most comfortable with the strangeness of difference(you shut that train of thought down immediately), but it's not until he starts explain the internal functions his dick has that really brings you back to reality. There are two feeler like structures that can extend from his urethra, designed to add another layer of pleasure for both him and his partner, but they can also gently pry open the cervix in order to add more real-estate for his cum.

Teeth

Satan doesn't like his teeth. In his opinion they get in the way too much, too sharp and inconvenient towards the words he uses on a daily basis and hard to be delicate with. But under this opinion, deep in a far corner of his mind, he does think they would look nice sunk into the skin of your thigh. Or your wrist, or your neck. His teeth consist of front insicors, just like a humans, and then immediately become razor-sharp canines that vary in size but are all the same shape, curved in towards the inside of his mouth.

Tongue

His tongue on the other hand, he likes. If only because it's fun to mess with when he's bored. Shorter by demon standards, meaning it's about 6 or 7 inches, with a tip that can fold in on itself and bristles running all the way down each side, which he can twitch or vibrate at will. The texture isn't sharp or rough, but grippy, more similar to the feeling of a tentacle rather than a cats tongue. The pigmentation of the muscle is a light pink, and he has a tongue peircing towards the very back of his mouth, not really noticeable until he's burying it as far into you as it will go.

Asmodeus

Cum

The first thing you might notice about Asmo's cum is that it smells nice. Everything is nice about it, actually. It's warm but not hot, glides and smears smoothly, it has a dusty pink hue and is pearlescent when seen under light, and it smells...like roses. Surprise!, the avatar of Lust's cum was basically designed to be as pleasing as possible. And then, you start to feel hot. Your skin gets so sensitive that a single soft breath against it makes you squirm, reeling back as a new stream forms between your legs. At this point, you might as well name it, cause it's not drying up anytime soon.

As you might have guessed, Asmo's cum(and saliva) contains a very strong aphrodisiac, known to be the strongest in the realm. He also cums about the same amount as a human in his "normal" form, but that quantity triples when in his demon form.

Dick

Most people would describe Asmo’s skin as either silky, buttery, or at its worst glossy, and while he spends a lot of time making sure his complexion is perfect, less people know how much of that texture is actually natural. Being the avatar of lust means he has a much larger range of things he can make his flesh contort into than most demons, resulting in the smooth feeling of his skin and the almost infinite give it has, all things that extend down to his dick. He has a preferred length and girth, the latter being moderate by demon standards but the former being long, easily poking and prodding far deeper than even some of his brothers, but it’s the additions he’s made that makes blood rise to his face the first time you see him. Amidst the soft shade of his skin sits ring after ring of muscle, taking on the form of ridges most of the time, that start at the head and descend all the way down to the base, thin and waved but when swollen become much more than you might be able to deal with the first time you’re intimate. And to top it all off, they’re pink, and not just blush pink, they’re as pink as his nails. As stated above, his cum does act like an aphrodisiac, but so does his pre, turning your body into a warm, soft toy for him to use for hours on end. All you have to do is lay there and let him see your face while he feeds, don’t worry about anything else. Not that you’ll be able to anyway.

Teeth

Asmo has fangs, which are short, sharp, and venomous, layered two rows deep on both the top and bottom jaw. From the first set of canines flows a more concentrated version of the aphrodisiac found in his saliva and cum, and the second set administers a paralysis venom that gives the body that numb comfortable feeling, making you less susceptible to any stimulation other than pleasure. The rest of his teeth look like a human's, though they are much sharper than they appear.

Tongue

Strange. Similar to the rest of his body Asmo can manipulate his tongue to be just about anything he wants it to be, but when neutral about how it appears, one might consider it strange. Contrived of two main appendages that can split seamlessly into more, the texture is somewhere between flower petal and suade fabric, with a shocking clearness that reminds you of jello. The color of it is pink, but the longer he's gone without a meal the darker the pink gets, until it's almost black at the tip. They are thinner in thickness than most of his brothers, but just as flexible, easily allowing him to funnel his spit into your mouth or either hole, skin prickling with excitement as he watches it's effects spread through your body. The feeling is warm, not hot, and arousal flows in steady waves, making you have to rely on him more than you might think. But don't for a second think he minds, all he wants is for the two of you to know pleasure so deeply it makes even you bones feel the drag of his tongue, the touch of his fingers, and the desire of being filled.

Beelzebub

Cum

Beel's cum has a constancy somewhere between human cum and slick, thick, and has about the same color as both of them combined too. The main thing with him is that he cums, a lot. Like enough to fill a bucket, or two. His dick also excretes a thin slip that allows him a smoother entrance.

Dick

Beel is giant physically in general, so it wouldn't be that much of a surprise(in theory) to know his dick is also big. But the other ways in which you can immediately tell he's not human might come as more of a shock. The underside is covered in rows of ridges, all pointing in the direction of the tip, which is also much more angular than a human's, nearly coming to a flat tip. The top side is almost softly segmented, sort of like an accordion, so the length of him becomes longer as he pulls out and then contracts back when pushing in. And in addition, to all of this, the ridge that sits right under the head of his cock, can vibrate. It only really happens when he's super worked up or about to cum when he's in his "human" form, but it starts almost the second he's inside you when in his full demon form. He tries to be careful about overstimulating you, but he can't do much when your fourth orgasm in a row has stripped him of the ability to use words.

Teeth

Big chompers. His canines are the largest out of all of them two sets in the front of mouth and two sets in the back, with the bottom ones being larger than the top ones. But the rest fall somewhere in sharpness between molars and canines, all of them about as wide as the width of your finger in order to allow for maximum crunch potential. Beel likes to bite, but he's hyper aware of how strong he is and thereby has taken immense time in figuring out how hard he can bite without breaking skin and what it takes to taste the warm syrup flowing beneath it. He also really like seeing his bites after the fact, often causing a pretty blush to adorn his face in response while he thinks about how many more are hiding beneath your clothes.

Tongue

Beel's tongue is only a little bit longer than average length for demons, but the thickness and wideth of it is almost uncalled for. At this point it's unlikely this will surprise you very much, you've seen him eat an entire carton of ice cream without a spoon because he was so impatient or something of the like at some point, but that still doesn't really prepare you for the amount it fills your mouth the first time you make out. You very easily could be made to choke on it, and you can feel all of the texture of it despite the copious flow of spit in between your mouths. Beel's tongue is kinda similar to Satan's in its feel, designed to peel meat off of bones and burrow under skin, yet surprisinglyit feels more like silk getting dragged across your flesh more than anything. All of it is a pale dusty rose color, with only the tip dipping into red territory.

Belphegor

Cum

Belphie's cum, is both lavender tinted and lavender scented. And while he doesn't cum as much as his twin, he cums for about as long as Satan. His dick is really sensitive, so it doesn't take much to set him off, you just have to be careful when you're giving him head. Beel is the same way, but if he came down your throat you might choke to death.

Dick

He's not the thickest out of all of his brothers, but he sure is one of the longest. His dick stays the same color as his skin the entire time, only when under a lot of denial does it turn just the slightest bit red, but the skin is soft, and he's very very sensitive, only needing a few soft words and a warm hand to get him begging for you sometimes. The single most notable thing about him though are the soft spikes protruding from the sides of his cock, starting off largest by the tip and decending in size a half inch apart all the way down to his base, where they almost become invisible. Most of the time, they seem like little more then nodes, brushing along your silky walls as you clamp around him and feeling where they push against you, causing both of you to moan with delight. But other times, on those not so rare occasions where someone earlier that day forgot you were his and his brothers first and foremost, you are treated to the full extent of Belphies strength. The spikes can harden, not to the point of pain, but if he doesn't want you going anywhere, you'd be hard pressed to leave. All of them possess this ability, and the smaller ones are even able to lengthen, almost giving him the girth some of his older brothers have. He gets so smug when he does it without warning you too, teasing about the obscene faces you're making while barely being able to hold onto himself, the warmth of you and how pretty you look adding to the clouded hazy already draped over his mind. He especially likes doing it after he's just cum, forcing you to stay connected to him in one of the most intimate ways possible.

Teeth

Belphie's teeth are actually pretty similar to Beel's, just with two even sized canines instead of the four his twin has. His teeth almost get smoother the further back into his mouth they go, but his bite strength is about the same as Beel's too, so mind your fingers if you choose to feed him. He's one of the biters, greatly enjoying greeting you with a nip to your neck or nibbling on your fingers while you two watch a movie together.

Tongue

Belphies tongue is thick, velvet soft, and tri pronged, each tip breaking off from the main chunk of muscle about a ¾ of an inch up. It's weird, cause you wouldn't assume it has that shape when he talks, or even quite when it's in your mouth, but once he's dragging it over your nipples or along the lips of your cunt it's a little less deniable. Belphie loves licking you, whether it's because he wants your attention or he just wants something to do with his mouth, he frequently will find any excuse necessary to have the feel and taste of your skin under his tongue, often with the added bonus of you pulling him away so he can put it to better use.

[witchthewriter]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, human reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

inspired by @angelltheninth (check out their work, it’s amazing!)

a/n: All characters are aged up and over the age of 18. Let me know if you want me to do more characters in the Avatar preferences xx

Warning: this is sfw, but I accidentally have a few sexual innuendos...

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ            

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿  

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: Not in an established relationship, but both of you are interested in one another. You had made your way to Pandora because you’re a journalist excited to write about this new world. You didn’t think romance would be in the cards, but here you are, completely head over heels. 

𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞

・Understands your curiosity, as he felt the same way 

・He isn’t as defensive as other Na’vi would be

・Lets you touch and feel his fangs, tail and ears. 

・On instinct, his ears flicker, like cats’ do when they sense something is near 

・You wouldn’t be ready for his tail though. Being up close to it - god it would be massive. His actual tail is smooth, just like his body. But at the end, it has a different texture, it’s a bit fuzzier. 

・What really interested you was the queue. It was connected from the back of his head and ended in tendril like forms.  

・Eywa didn’t intend on humans coming to Pandora, but because there are similarities between humans and Na’vi, when you touched it, it felt like a small shock throughout your body

・You yelped when it happened, and Jake laughed so much he snorted

・In this situation, Jake would definitely be laying down on his back, swatting you playfully with his tail

・No matter your height, it’s nothing compared to Jake’s. His long legs are stretched out, and that’s when you become fascinated with his feet

・” You’re feet are HUGE!?”

・A lot of comparisons: putting hands against each other, measuring how much distance there is between your heights etc

𝐍𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐢

・She would see your curiosity as a positive thing as her features are strongly related to her spirituality. Her pointed ears, fangs and tail were specially created by Eywa so that she could experience her world in the most intense way

・Swats your hand away at first, but then realises she likes the feel of your hands

・You touch her apprehensively, not wanting to cross any boundaries

・But once Neytiri sees that you’re trying to be respectful, she would answer your questions before you even voice them

・You don’t prod or poke, but gently feel and caress

・Scrunches her nose when you stare at her fangs

      “I wish I had fangs-” you blurted out. 

“You have features that are most beautiful,” Neytiri replies, moving the hair out of your eyes

・She laughs when you start chasing her, trying to catch her tail 

      “Skxawng!” She shrieks joyfully, turning around to grab ahold of you.

・Collapsing on the ground, she turns her head to look at you, and holds your cheek in her hand “beautiful,” she whispers. 

𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦

・After giving his consent, Neteyam would smirk at the way your eyes narrow and light up. Especially at his queue and how the tendrils reach for something to latch onto

   “I wonder why Eywa chose to make you blue. You could have been purple, or maybe even green...” 

He chuckles and shakes his head, “what?”

・Thinks it’s funny and playfully bites your finger when you prod his fangs 

・Is a bit defensive/protective of his tail though, and you would have to ask his consent to play with it

・Starts to purr when you touch him. He starts doing it within seconds. You don’t say anything about it until he coughs, trying to disguise it 

・Scares you by suddenly moving his tail. You were so focused on being respectful that it made you jump. It made you laugh though, but sparked a million more questions about how tails work - 

    “So you can control it? What does it feel like? Is it considered another limb? Can you pick things up with it? Is it for balance?” 

・Does his best to answer your questions but he has to think deeply about it because it’s natural to him. 

・Tries to explain things by using your body as an example (but his sentence trails off because he gets lost in thought while staring at your body...)

𝐋𝐨'𝐚𝐤

・Is a bit shocked at your curiosity. These parts of him seem so normal, it’s your body that looks weird to him

・Mimics you when you start prodding and poking at different parts of his body

・While you trace his ears, he moves your hair to do the same. 

      “So round-” he murmurs. 

“So blue,” you retort. 

・Smirks, but is also deeply blushing whenever you mutter “wow”

・A lot of tail swishing when you’re looking at his fangs. He’s in a mixed mindset - embarrassment, excitement, eagerness ... 

・When you’re doing this investigation, you get him from standing to sitting (because he’s so tall). You grab onto his arm and pull him downward, so you’re eye to eye

・ You cock your head from side to side, looking at his facial features. Your fingers run from his forehead over his nose and down to his chin

・And Lo’ak is doing ALL HE CAN not to kiss you 

・Your sitting in between his legs, one hand is on your hip while you admire his other one

  “Your hand is nearly the size of my skull.”

・The interaction turns from playful to intimate. And you’re trying not to focus on Lo’ak’s roaming hand...

[torukmaktoskxawng]

run away with me

Pairing: Nor/Sarentu!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for Avatar Frontiers of Pandora, fluff, angst, mentions of brainwashing and residential school trauma

Taglist: @mooniequeen

A/N: No one has requested me to write for AFoP so I decided to take matters into my own hands *cracks knuckles* Let's get to work.

This is basically my rendition of the cutscene you see when playing the game, after the title card. I made it lean more toward the angsty, romance play that we were robbed of when the game finally came out XD Enjoy!

Part 2

When So'lek told you that Nor had left Resistance HQ to have some time to think, you knew you needed to seek him out.

Using your new abilities and talents to track him down, it didn't shock you when you found Nor on one of the highest cliffs near the base of their new home. You remember he made a comment earlier about how there were more colors on Pandora than he remembered and how he had no names for them. You suspected he'd be all the way out here, admiring those colors and maybe trying to invent new names for them.

He didn't react when you approached the small fire he made, likely expecting you to come find him. He turned to face you with lowered ears and a forlorn look in his eyes, "What must our ancestors think of us? Do you think they pity us? Sad to see what we've become?"

"We're still Sarentu."

"Teylan barely speaks our tongue, but then... he always preferred human words."

"Alma says we all need time to adjust."

"Alma is not Na'vi." He growled lowly, turning away to kneel down in front of the fire.

You weren't deterred by his attitude, knowing Nor better than you sometimes knew yourself. He felt things stronger than most. He was passionate about what or how he felt and he wasn't afraid to admit it, hence why he didn't shy away when he proudly proclaimed his feelings toward you. It was years ago now, just the night before Alma snuck you and your friends into cryosleep to wait out the war. All that time you could've been with Nor... lost to cryosleep.

Nor felt the same loss as well, and that is why he wasn't wasting any more time. When neither of you are out on missions, you're with each other, safe at HQ, making up for lost time. Your relationship is technically still new and can easily be chalked up to young love, but Nor didn't see it that way. He claimed that was the way only Sky People saw it, but not the Na'vi. He wanted to do this right, and in his mind, the only right way was the Na'vi way.

So he asked So'lek for advice, on standard Na'vi customs and what the older man might know about the Sarentu ways to court someone. Nor was determined and straightforward about what he wanted to make sure you only got the best treatment. The Na'vi treatment, something that you deserved to have when you were younger but it was taken from you.

That's what you loved about him, growing up beside him. He reminded you so much of your sister at times with their shared determination as kids, though you refused to continue making that comparison after she died... afraid that if Nor acted too much like Aha'ri, then he would die just like her. You couldn't bear to lose him, too, not after everything Mercer and TAP have done to you.

Even now, as you two stood on top of that cliff, you were afraid of losing him, either to death or to life, should life and fate decide to tear you two apart. You wished you could vocalize your fear to him, but you were never as brave or as straightforward as Nor. You were grateful he had approached you about his feelings first, or else neither of you would've ever known.

Although you were not one with words, you were one with actions, and even Nor knew that you communicated with deeds.

Walking up to him, you slide your hand over his shoulder, and while he doesn't say a word, trapped with the demons in his head, he places his own hand on top of yours, a gesture of gratitude. He was thankful for your comfort, knowing that your way of communicating stems from being touch-starved and you would rather voice your thoughts through your actions instead of just saying them because, to you, that means so much more.

You keep your hand on his shoulder, the warmth of his palm bleeding into your skin while you look up and over the cliffside, admiring the scenery with a sad tone in your voice, "Why did the RDA come back?"

"They wanted more of Pandora," he responds with defeat, "They always do."

"Then we'll need to fight," you express with determination, squeezing his shoulder, "Aha'ri would have wanted us to fight."

You try to pull away, but Nor is suddenly too fast. He grasps your hand, gently, and you pause in your movement. He stands to his full height to gaze into your eyes, trying to relay what he's thinking without saying a word. But he wasn't like you. He wasn't good at sharing his thoughts through actions. He was better at it by talking, so that is what he did.

"Or we could run," he suggests and is quick to continue when the expression on your face falls, "Leave this place. Find somewhere else to call home."

"We've talked about this, Nor," you sigh tiredly, recalling not long ago when you, him, Ri'nela and Teylan were all sitting around a fire as Nor suggested they could all run away together. You express the same thing you said back then, too, "Alma brought us here for a reason. She believes in us."

He snarls, though there isn't much heat behind it, "Alma just wants to control us."

Not even you believed what he was saying, lowering your voice to a comforting whisper, "Alma is not Mercer. She actually cares about us as People."

"She left us."

"She thought we were gone."

He steps closer until he's nearly pressed against your chest, his hands sliding up to gently grasp both sides of your face, entwined in your hair. His voice wavered, desperate eyes staring back into yours, "If it were me instead of her, I would've clawed through the rubble of TAP, and I would've looked forever. Un... until I knew for sure if I lost you or not."

You wanted to be touched by the statement, your heart fluttering in your chest while Nor could no doubt feel your heartbeat, pumping through his hands as they rested near both sides of your neck. You shake your head slightly, "That is different. What Alma feels for us is not the same as... as what you feel for me. For all of us."

He shivered, almost proud that you managed to admit your confidence in his feelings toward you. He leans his forehead against yours, breathing in the same air as you while he matches the intimate moment with a whisper, "Exactly. I can't trust Alma with my family. I can only trust myself or you to take care of the four of us, to ensure we stick together."

You wet your lips when they felt dry, deciding to play into his dream for a little bit, "Suppose we did run away... where would we go?"

'Wherever we want! All of us,' he wanted to say the same thing he told Teylan down by the campfire, but he says it differently with you, "Anywhere, far away from here."

"Just the four of us?"

"The four of us," he confirms with a nod, thinking that he had you convinced, "We'll start our own clan. We'll renew the Sarentu."

"And what will happen when the war eventually finds us?"

Your question drives Nor to freeze, and so you continue, "Either Mercer, RDA, or TAP, it won't matter. They'll find us. You know they will."

He unfroze finally, huffing with determination, "Then we will fight."

"But if we fight now, and we win, then we can leave and we will never have to worry about the Sky People again," your hands moved until they were wrapped around Nor's waist, a bold move to match his own, his fingers still wrapped up in the hair on the back of your neck,

"We would never have to keep running or look over our shoulders ever again," you continue, "If we can end this sooner than later, I will go with you. I'll go wherever you want. But... But I can't leave now knowing what the Sky People are capable of. I can't leave knowing that there would be another child out there whose clan was wiped out and I wasn't brave enough to stop it from happening. I would never forgive myself."

Your words stun him into silence, and the intensity of his gaze causes you to feel shy and embarrassed, lowering your head to avoid him until his hands pause your movement. He gently uses his thumbs to push your chin to tilt back up, and when your eyes meet, he pauses for a moment, his intense eyes scanning your expression before his lips twitch up into a small, fond smile, "Heh."

"What?" You tilt your head, hesitant but smiling as well.

"Nothing. It's just... Aha'ri would be proud of you."

He says it so confidently that you know you believe him, and his words make your heart swell with pride and grief, missing your sister. Nor leans back and digs in the pocket of his pants, "I have something for you."

"What is it?"

He provides a carved stone, bearing the mark you both have on your face to signify your long-lost clan, "It's something to remind you of me, whenever you leave HQ and I cannot follow you. It's also a promise."

"What promise?"

"That if I ever leave, it will only be when you are ready to come with me," he leans back into your space, pressing your foreheads together once more as he closes his eyes, taking in your scent, "This time, my love, I go wherever you go."

You clutch the stone in your hand, wanting the carved mark to brand into your skin as you close your eyes as well. You already plan to tie Nor's stone into the songcord So'lek had given you, and you hope that in time, the songcord will grow, and there will be many more milestones to signify. Milestones that you hope that Nor and your friends will share with you, as Sarentu and as your family.

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RecomLyle x HumanReader

Summary: This you

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Or Reader becomes obsessed with Lyle through old recordings and is a little disappointment when they meet him.

Corporal Lyle Wainfleet was dead, a fact you had to remind yourself everyday. It'd been one of your duties in preparation before reaching Pandora to go over the archive footage. With the Recombinants almost ready to be paired with their soul drives the lead scientist had though it prudent. More data to better smooth their transition.

You'd sifted through hours of log entries and recorded calls and felt you had a pretty good grasp on the team. Especially important seeing as you'd be their physician going forward. The job wasn't sought after, in fact they'd practically begged you to take it.

You were pretty anxious about meeting the team. Every one of them was a battle hardened soldier and you felt very meek in comparison. Though there was perhaps one soldier you were looking forward to meeting.

It was a secret shame, you held tightly to your chest. Corporal Lyle Wainfleet was the Colonel's right hand man. This was perhaps the reason he came up so often in the footage. Videos of him on na'vi attack sights, behind the Colonel during meetings and your personal favourite, the soul drive talk.

He was cheeky, smart and handsome. You couldn't get enough of his voice. Listening back to clips hundreds of times just to re-hear a joke. God you'd even been taking extra trips down to the lab. All under the guise of checking up on things of course.

He was almost ready now. His toned muscle formed using probing shocks over the journey, giving him his old build. The techs had images pulled up of his profile, fully body images that you definitely didn't spend too long ogling.

They were preparing to redo his tattoos. A technique they'd discovered with the old Avatar program. It did something to help them psychologically adjust, having those parts of themselves intact. It's why they were also shaving his head, best to give them the best start they could.

You admired his new face on the gurney. Four others had already been woken up, all separately. Each person given the full attention of the staff as it was a rather traumatic experience. Your heart already ached for him, this wasn't gonna be pleasant. Prager had had a full on panic attack and Zdog was still quaking.

You sucked in a deep breath and began the program. It took a good while for the drive to finish. You sat tapping your foot, sweating in the hazmat suit. It was for the recoms benefit, best to have their own air fill their lungs at this stage. The lights turned off the apparatus on his head, the screen reading his brain function lighting up.

Your colleague gave you a nod, it was time. The IV's were detached and you readied the final step. A needle containing the compound that'd clear the anesthetic. With a final push the months of anticipation ended.

Lyle woke slowly, his eyes barely able to stay open against the bright light. You shifted into vision to block it, watching his pupils focus on you, dilating slightly. Good response, reflexes were working!

"Lyle Wainfleet? Can you hear me?" You began, there were a few basic protocols to run through. He groaned in response, trying to turn from the bright light your colleague shone in his eyes.

They had begun the physical response tests, seemingly eager to be done with all this. You shot them a look before they pulled back their hand from his ear exasperated. However the damage had been done, Lyle had felt his ear flick.

It was chaos then. You took a few steps back as Lyle shot up. He stumbled around, staring at his hands, his legs, every inch of blue skin visible. In the heightened state his tail began to thrash behind him, causing him more distress as he noted the new limb.

"Lyle. Lyle?" You called after him. Stepping slowing into his vision as he held his tail in a fist. His panicked eyes shot to you, taking in your own guarded stance. You hand your hands raised, edging closer.

He relaxed a little, still breathing heavily as you closed the distance. You put a hand gently on his arm, smiling up at his pale expression.

"You're okay Lyle, it's all okay. Any questions you have I can answer, you'll remember soon." You squeezed his arm gently as you spoke. His breathing settled and he stood up straighter, returning you smile.

Even in this new form it sent butterflies swarming in your stomach.

"Till then please come sit, we have a few more test to run." You ushered him to follow you back to the gurney, glaring at your sheepish colleague.

The tests went by much easier after that. His demeanor settling back to the man you'd met through the screens. You felt a little guilty now, having invaded this man's privacy. Though all the videos were RDA record and he'd been aware of that whilst recording, it still made you uneasy. This new Lyle wouldn't know how much you already knew about him.

You lead him out of the medical wing, giving him an air mask before getting out of the hazmat. You were relieved it'd be tomorrow before you'd be back in it to wake the Colonel. You could feel the sweat drip down your chest, god you needed a shower.

You looked up at Lyle, who in turn was staring down at you. You flushed, you must look a mess. His eyes trailed over your form before something seemed to distract him.

"Where's everyone else?" He asked, his head turning to look down the corridor.

"Oh um, follow me!" You lead him to those who'd already been awoken. You'd felt a little disappointed, having hoped you'd be able to spend a little more time with him. You'd have plenty you reassured yourself, being the teams doctor. Still you wished he'd joke with you, chat like he did with the others in the videos. He'd seemed uninterested in you.

The other Recoms were delighted to see Lyle. Jostling around him to welcome him back. Fike shifted round to clap his shoulder, nudging you with his leg and tail.

"Hey! hey!" Lyle scolded, suddenly scooping you up by the underarms. You flush as you dangle in the air for a second before Lyle sets you down out the way. "Careful of the little doctor." He nodded to you before returning his attention to the others.

"Shoot my bad." Fike sighed, his ears tipping as he glances over to you. You smiled up at him, he'd had a real hard time when he woke. The physical tests went great until he got the spacial ones. The much larger form and tail were gonna take a lot of getting used to.

"Where's the Colonel?" Lyle questioned, looking across the familiar faces. Zdog had her hand on his shoulder. You recognized her from the videos. She seemed to be pretty close to Lyle, the thought twisting in your gut.

She was pretty. No she was gorgeous. Long toned legs, beautiful, strong and her tattoos? Who could compare. You swallowed, hard, Lyle's stern expression turning to you.

"Oh he's still asleep. We're waking him tomorrow, first thing." You added, Lyle's frown still fixed on you. He looked annoyed at you before grumbling and stalking to his locker.

You floundered a little. Looking around at the recoms backs before turning to leave. Your fantasy of being friends fizzling away. It was stupid, these were soldiers. They didn't want a little doctor buddy. They didn't need your friendship. The job ahead of your looking grim now, you went to your own quarters in a slump.

You were called upon the next day. The unit were antsy and wanted to be there when you woke the Colonel. It wasn't against any of the protocols and if you were honest you would like the back up.

They seemed in much higher spirits at least. Though this was only really shared between themselves. You only got a glance from Lyle, who had smiled at least. Maybe just glad you'd allowed them to be here, even shifted the procedure to be earlier than scheduled.

You'd been dreading waking Colonel Quaritch up since you were added to the project. With his background and temperament he was going to be trouble, you just knew it.

Still you went through the protocol, ushering the unit to stand back out of view for the moment. Given the Colonel's background with na'vi, their faces wouldn't be best to wake up to.

You read out his pulse as he came too, eyes twitching open. You leaned over his form as your colleague, brought out his pen light again. You grumbled, he was technically in charge and your boss until you landed. You still would've liked to give Quaritch a moment before shining a light right in his face.

"Your fine, lie still stay calm" You spoke, smiling gently at his shifting form. Hoping your words could make up for the rude awaking.

"Pupillary reflex good" Your colleague spoke. Behind him you spied Lyle approaching quickly, frowning deeply. You wanted to tell him to stay back but he was there too quick.

"Get that out of his face." He grumbled, pulling the other doctor back by his shoulder. Lyle leaned into Quaritch's face.

"Colonel. you hear me? Colonel?" He shook Quaritch's shoulder gently. Suddenly Quaritch swung at him, fist connecting with his cheek.

You flinched back at the sudden movement, watching as Lyle caught himself on the parallel gurney. You backed up again as Quaritch flung himself off the bed, catching himself on the IV poll.

"You need to lie back down Sir!" You yelled, panic tinging your voice. Lyle approached him again, raising his hands to try calm him. Quaritch growled at him before lunging forward, grabbing the over head light and flinging it at him

You shrieked, backing up more as Quaritch grabbed your tray of medical tools and threw it too. The sharp implements flung wildly in the air. You swung your hands up to protect your face from the hail of equipment.

Lyle moved forward past you again. He went to grab Quaritch's shoulder but was pushed off harshly again, Quaritch hissing.

"Sedate him, sedate him!" You called over to your stunned colleague. The man seemed frozen across the room, shifting back further into the corner.

Fike snuck up behind Quaritch to grab him but you saw his ears flick back, hearing his approach. He spun and struck him, sending Fike sprawling against the wall.

Lyle rushed to you now. "Go get out of here" He fretted, hand coming gently to your shoulder. You were still, hesitating, worried you were still needed here.

"You get out of here, go!" He shouted more firmly now, ushering you to the exit with speed. He pushed you more urgently to it before turning back to the team.

You stumbled through the door, calling down the hall for security before turning back to the window.

The team had him now, pinned between them with Lyle grabbing his torso.

"Colonel calm down. Colonel it's me. Corporal Wainfleet!" He shifts around staying in Quaritch's line of sight. Even from your distance you catch the recognition, breathing a sigh of relief when Quaritch's body stills.

A security officer approached, gun drawn. You wave him off, giving him the all clear before re-entering the room. Quaritch stalked over to the mirror to investigate his reflection. You spied your colleague more put together again, itching to escape but caught on the other side of giant bodies.

Lyle glanced back over to you, his hand shot up to stop your approach as he eyed his boss. Lyle's nose is still bleeding from where he was hit, blood trickling down onto his shirt.

When Quaritch moved to your colleague to be examined you approach Lyle.

"Let me take a look at that." You say as you get closer. Lyle looks down to you, hand coming up to his nose. He seems surprised when it comes away bloody but dismisses it.

"It's fine." He waves you off. You sigh, at his dismissal, you should probably check Fike out too.

"Just let me see if its broken." You say firmly. Lyle pauses looking back to you a moment, he hesitates but relents. You expect him to move to the gurney but instead he takes a knee in front of you.

You step closer, to the side of his leg, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks at the proximity. You let your hands touch his face gently, keeping your focus on his nose, rather than his watching eyes. You press lightly on the bridge.

"Ow!" Lyle yelps, you pull your hands away suddenly.

"Oh god I sorry!" You feel your face heat further but he just laughs, grinning at you.

"Just playin' buttercup" He smirks. Your face falls into a scowl that only makes him laugh more.

"You're fine." You grumble. He smiles widely at you before getting back up. Your heart flutters as he taps your shoulder gently before going back over to Quartich.

Fike is okay too, these guys too tough for a little punch to do any harm. He smiles broadly at you before jumping down to rejoin the group. Still Lyle cannot help but watch over his shoulder at you both. Sweet little thing worrying about these big soldiers.

He'd done some digging last night, too anxious to sleep. You were gonna be stationed with them. There own personal doctor, trained to deal with their new biology. He was glad for it, nice to have you stuck with them. He wanted desperately to get to know you better.

He'd really though he was dead when he saw you hovering over him, his own angel. Feeling a little too shell shocked to flirt but there was room to now. He'd really enjoyed your cute little frown at his joke, maybe a little ill timed. Still he had all week to charm you before you landed and he intended to.

[what-if-thoughts-daytiana]

fic idea about KDJ’s past being modified by the team in the epilogue and the consequence of that

the group view the story fragment extracted from KDJ and many of them are the traumatic past none of them know about. And they have a debate on whether they should include those in the novel to send to other world-line. Are those memories really necessary?”

“The suicide part is a must because that is how he gets to read the novel but do we also need to include how is repeatedly beaten or how he is ass4ulted or how cold that night his aunt left him outside was? Are all these necessary?”

The group is faced with an opportunity to make the past of KDJ slightly happier. Or. They are faced with an opportunity to modify the past as they like. This plan to bring KDJ is so absurd that they are all closely trying to not cross a certain line into manipulation.

They leave those part out (which is the Orv we are reading now, only containing flashback or greatly modified version of KDJ’s suffering). KDJ woke up in the ward and was showered with love.

But one day One of them slip over some thing and KDJ didn’t remember that. He panicked for a while wondering if this was a sign of his incompletion. But the group reassured him but KDJ still has this iffy feeling to the blurred sense of his past.

He then came across HSY’s notepad with his past written and edited. He was shocked and relieved but also questioned his existence: to what extent am I the Kim Dokja. Without the past, am I still me? This is like the avatar dilemma but right now KDJ is unsure how much of Himself is being modified or changed through the process. How much of a KDJ is he? If he needed to start the comparison, it is already self evident that he ISNOT KDJ.

He didn’t blame the group because he knew this was the best they could do and he was grateful. But he still sometimes felt like he was not himself, or he had frequent nightmares from the fragments of what he saw and worsened by his imagination.

YJK found about the nightmares and confronted KDJ and learnt the truth. He was furious about the whole omitting-the-past plan(he was already in outer space that time so he didn’t know about this) +

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I’m Your Sinner And You’re My Goddess

A reader request for the ever lovely Zdinarsk, hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Recom Zdinarsk x Avatar/Na’vi Reader

Warnings: Mutual pining, neither being fully honest with the other until it all boils over, new relationship, Recoms being stubborn assholes, what’s new there, anger, frustration, cursing, angst, talk of hunting, talk of killing an animal to save a life, slight manhandling, some bratty behavior

Rated: 18+ as always

Words: 1.7k+

Taglist: @bitchesforlife69​

You'd been there for months, teaching them, trying to get through their stubborn skulls that there was more than just the human way to live. They were... resistant. Of course they were, you shouldn't have expected anything less than push back whenever you suggested they train with the bows you made them. Whenever you asked them to join you at the Tree. It made your own head throb when most of them sneered at the thought, at you. Zdinarsk didn't. She was like your light in the dark, your hope when you were particularly hopeless.

That's where you found yourself in that moment, neck locked to stare listlessly at the stars as you prayed silently for a breakthrough. "What's eatin' you, Small Fry?" Z's voice was like a knife, cutting through your thoughts and the prayers like melted butter, pulling you right back into the frustration before you were even ready to face any of the Recoms again. She was so flippant, a small part of you knew that she was just checking in on you, that she meant nothing by it, but you were past capacity. As you stared at her, neck aching from disuse, you felt all the frustrations from the months well up, choking you.

"Could you not call me that?" You snapped, ears flattening against your hair as your tail flicked behind you.

She physically reared back, her head held higher as she watched you with new found caution and shock. You'd never snapped at her, at any of them. Since making The Deal you had been nothing but patient and kind with them. Even if they didn't deserve it. She even thought that you didn't mind the pet name. You were well over six inches shorter than her after all. She took a steadying breath as she crouched near you, though staying at a fair arm's distance to not crowd you, her ears focused on you as the very tip of her tail flicked patiently. If you had been anyone else, she would have met fire with fire, but she genuinely cared about you, and didn't want to watch that bridge burn "Y/n, wanna tell me what's wrong? Maybe I can help."

You hated how gentle she was being, your ears disappearing against your head as you silently snarled out at the forest below, your tail thumping loudly against the platform "Oh, now one of you wants to listen to me? To what do I owe such an honor?" You regretted the words as soon as they left your mouth, but the anger felt good as it burned in your belly, and you weren't about to apologize to a Recom after all the trouble they had been causing you.

Her ears flicked downwards at the biting sarcasm, her lips a thin line as her tail swished with growing aggravation "A little unfair to take this out on me, dontcha think?" Her voice had an edge to it as she spoke, a clear warning that you were too angry to really heed.

"All of you asked me to teach you but none of you fucking listen to me! It's like I'm trying to train cats!" She couldn't help it, snickering softly at the comparison that hit a bit close to home. But you had gotten yourself worked up, caught in the anger and not seeing the humor in your own words. Your hiss caught you both by surprise, her eyes wide with surprise as you swallowed your own. A sudden rush of bitter pride kept the rising apology in your throat, not letting it taste the air between you.

Z was patient to a point, and her patience for you was nearly endless. Nearly. She closed the distance between you both with a scowl, still crouching though it felt like she was looming over you "How's about you take this down a notch, Y/n, and we can talk about this like adults." She advised, that edge sharpening and reflecting in her eyes. Eyes that were hovering only centimeters from yours as she frowned reproachfully down at you.

You stood, not liking how small you felt compared to everyone else besides Spider, hated how Z was practically lording it over you. "I am talking about this like an adult!" You insisted loudly, not caring if the others got dragged into the conversation anymore "A very frustrated, and frankly done, adult!" Your scowl deepened as Z stood, some of the men coming out of their chosen homes with bleary frowns.

"What's going on Z-dog? Lover's spat?" Wainfleet asked with a snarky tease, teeth flashing in the moonlight with his shit eating grin.

She saw the moment you locked your anger onto him, saw it before you could even begin stomping over to him, her hands locking around your middle and your mouth as she hauled you up and off your feet. She knew better than the other Recoms how well you could kick their asses ten times over, had heard Spider tell hunting stories with a chest puffed up from pride at your prowess. Hell, she'd seen you take down a Thanator not two weeks prior when it had decided the boy was too human to be allowed to live in the forest. "Fuck off, Lyle before I let her shank your egg headed ass!" She growled as you cursed him black and blue behind her palm.

"Go cool her off." Quaritch ordered with a tired frown, already having an idea of why you were so incensed. He had been your second most enthusiastic student, but even he could see how their stubbornness was starting to wear on you.

Without another word, Z hauled you up to a completely different part of the village, well out of earshot of the others to give you both privacy. She didn't let you go until she was damn good and ready, her mouth tight with frustration at your outburst and the entire situation. Most of all, she was frustrated that you hadn't communicated with her until you were exploding. When she finally did let you go, you were quick to create space, not entirely looking at her from embarrassment and the burning echoes of the anger. "Talk." She ordered, pacing her own frustrations out not far away from you, her footfalls heavier than usual.

You were hesitant to let her in, hesitant to share your soul with her. You loved her, more than anything in the Universe and wouldn't have been able to cope if she didn't return your feelings. But you had caused a fair bit of trouble for her already, and obviously, bottling it all up wasn't going to work anymore "I'm putting my entire life on the line to train you all, and yet all I get in return is refusal." It made it feel all the more real to admit it out loud, all the more heavy.

Her pacing stopped on a dime, you could feel her eyes boring into the back of your head, trying to see your mind "What do you mean? Would the Omaticaya kill you if they knew you were teaching us?" There was alarm in her voice as she closed the distance, crouching down to your level again and capturing your eyes, wanting to see the truth for herself.

"They already know." You admitted softly "I can almost guarantee they know we're here too." You brought your knees up and wrapped your arms around them, making yourself smaller as guilt began to fester in your chest. You were training the enemy after all. You were teaching the spec ops team designed specifically to meet your people head to head, how to fight and survive like a Na'vi. It was a pungent betrayal of the people who had taken you in and taught you, who had welcomed you. "They will see my actions as betrayal, therefore I will be outcast. Where the eye cannot see. I will never be welcomed by the People, I will never be one of them again." As soon as the confession hit the open air your anger was replaced by tears and the crippling sense of loss.

Her hand was warm on your shoulder as she tried to comfort you, moving to her knees for stability as her other hand found your cheek and pulled your attention up to her "My sweet little Y/n," She hummed, her thumb brushing tears away "I'm sorry that you're losing so much for us, truly I am." She brushed several stray strands of hair out of your face as you sniffled softly, looking up at her with such vulnerability she wished that she could take it all away right then and there, take you away and make you happy. She never wanted you to cry ever again. "But I will always be here with you... if you want me to be..." Her voice trailed as she realized what she'd admitted, a cold spike of fear crashing through her being as she watched you freeze.

"You..." You breathed softly, tears all but forgotten under the heat of her palm and her admission "you want me?" You needed her to say it outright, you needed to be sure you were hearing her correctly, that your wishful mind wasn't hallucinating.

She swallowed thickly and licked her lips, watching as your eyes followed the action, as your pupils dilated with it. She was almost confident that, if she tried, she'd be able to hear your heart beating wildly in your chest "I love you, Y/n." She laid all the cards on the table with four little words, four innocent little words that could make or break the entire world.

You couldn't help yourself as your spirit soared past the stars, nearly leaping up to your knees and pressing your lips against hers before she had a chance to even blink. You pulled away before her brain caught up, a lilac flush stark in the moonlight as it painted itself from ear to ear "I love you too Z, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier I just--" You didn't get the chance to finish your sentence, her lips crashing into yourself with a flood of repressed passion and need, soaking you to the bone in adoration and affection. You both felt as though you could begin flying just from elation alone, neither of you caring if the others saw. They could fuck themselves for all either of you cared in that eternal moment. You both loved each other, and that was what truly mattered. Her lips felt like magic against yours, electric and addicting, your heart racing in your chest in a bid to be with hers. Both of you wanted the sensation to last forever. The future could fuck itself if it took you away from her.      

[avatarlvrsstuff]

Half breed (part two)

Background information: since the humans came back to Pandora thirteen years ago the military jerks had one mission to make this the new home for humanity but the scienctist had something else in mind not believing that humans could really survive on this planet with not being able to breath the air and everything being so tall in comparison to human life so they thought if they could make human into navi without a separate body the humans could live here comfortably but when it was finally time to execute there experiment they used a human baby girl and inserted her with navi DNA and let her grow like a avatar fifteen years later the unexpected happened and the base was raised and the humans barely escaped with there lives and didn't even think of hers when they quickly left leaving me here to be discovered by Jake and neytiri.

*Jake's eyes were in shock as he realized what she was a mixture of half navi and half human down to every feature but this only made him feel you were even more special the only one of your species even eawa saw something special in you as you passed through her eye and he knew he needed to protect her*

(Mini time skip one year later Y/N is now 14 lo'ak is 13 neteyam is 15 kiri is also 14 and tuk is 8 and it's time for y/n to complete her right of passage but Jake doesn't think she's ready)

Y/N was only introduced to the world a year ago how could neytiri possibly want her to complete her right of passage now she'll die she's half of the size of a regular navi I love her and all of her difference's but she NEEDS more training at least let her get fully grown for her species's so we can see where she's at but not now these were the thoughts that came through his head when you turned 14 a year later he knew this was coming but he hoped he could provent this he even thought about lieing about her age to give her more time and can't believe tiri actually suggest she should do it I understand that she wants her to be welcomed as one of the people officially as they still see you at half demon not a real navi but not now it's to dangerous..

Then the worst he possible thing he could possibly hear came from his ear peice out of loaks mouth when he told you that you where all in the abandoned battle field with some unidentified navi

They ended up ok barely by the tip of there fangs and they took spider they needed to leave it was the only to protect ALL of his children and they loaded everyone on there ikrans tuk riding with tiri and y/n of course riding with Jake and of course everyone of there other kids kiri loak neteyam had all already completed there right of passage lo'ak even completely his early and it kinda hurt y/n feelings feeling like she would never truly be navi and still gets confused about everything and often called stupid on account of my lack of knowledge of the area and things in general but it wasn't her fault she was mentally a small child still learning only taking her first step on this world a year ago and only JUST started talking a few months ago it wasn't her fault

It felt like Ive were strapped to Jake for days the flight being a constant fly no stops a full day of flying and I've been swaddled in a blanket for hours as It will get cold later in the night but we can't stop to give me a blanket so I had to stay wrapped in it the whole time but just tried to sleep the whole time and imagine what out new home will look like

And finally after a long long fly I start to feel the ikran start to slow down and I smell A LOT of water and I yawn and tap Jake "w-we b-b-by w-water??" I studder confused

He let one hand go off the ikran and patted her phead as there going pretty slow and steady now XD and Jake smiles taking in the beautiful ocean "yes we are babygirl look" as he says that y/n turns away from jakes chest she's strapped to and her ears perk up and eyes widen seeing the beautiful water and she gets restless to get out of the swaddle and finally once we land and Jake un swaddled you and you practicly jumped in excitement and Jake tried to be stern "make sure you stay RIGHT by me y/n for your safety do you understand" he says smiling and ruffling her hair and she giggled her ears flickering and she knods

they then walk over and Jake is talking to some man with alot of tattoos and he's verry tall and looks important and Jake is asking him for sanctuary the man looks like he has sympathy for us but then this women comes up to Jake looking last him at me and she grabs my chin and Jake hisses a little out of instinct and his ears push back as the women hisses back at him and examines my whole body and her eyes widen "they have brought a demon here!!!" She says with a snarl and neytiri hisses in reaction at her calling one of her children a demon and examines me and lo'ak us besides Jake the only ones with five fingers "two demons!!!" She looks at she who puts his hands up

"I am toruk makto and I to have demon blood see we are still navi just like you!" He defending his children of course trying to turn the attention into him "we might be different but we can learn your ways we ARE real ometkiya and we can become metkeyina!" He protests and eventually they agree to let us stay and now I'm a bit scared my first impression of this place being bad and now I'm stuck to Jake's side not wanting to leave it as I'm even more confused and scared than usual

Am I always gonna feel like this?

[maplemonarchy]

I was today years old when I found out that Dandori is not the Japanese term for a Gopher, but instead means “efficient planning”

[Image ID: A three panel comic that depicts an avatar of the author learning that the term “Dandori” is also found in the Pikmin games.

In the first panel the author avatar says, “Yeah! One of the job titles when I worked at the factory was Dandori.” They are interrupted by an off screen person exclaiming, “OMG LIKE IN PIKMIN!?”

The second panel depicts the author avatar picturing themselves as a Pikmin, with a long stalk growing out of their head that is toped with a single leaf.

The third panel depicts the author avatar who is shocked at the comparison. Stating, “What??” /.End ID]

[an-architect-of-words]

the thing with once upon a time at bennington is that... it paints itself as trying to paint a picture of "all" bennington, but all it does is spread misinformation and cut up interviews with people who loosely knew donna tartt and bret ellis. if you want any more proof of that anolik is like... really reaching and unethical, look no farther than her insistence that michelle maitland (costume designer on succession) is the inspiration behind judy poovey. she said numerous times that she didn't know donna, and maybe her car was the basis for judy's corvette, but THERE WASNT A COSTUME DESIGN MAJOR AT BENNINGTON, and she was a theater major, and she seriously doubts donna has a third eye and could know what industry she'd go into like 10 years after TSH was published. anolik published the interview and said maitland is surely judy anyway.

https://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2021/12/succession-secret-history-judy-poovey-connection

Geeeeeez 🤦🏻‍♀️. Yeah this was the stuff I was skeptical about. There seemed to be things that could be such crazy interesting details, but that we can’t know the full context of. And they’re just being stated as truths. I hate to talk about this podcast only having read articles about it; these are just my takes from stuff analyzing sections— but I have thoughts on Matt Jacobsen and Todd O’Neal as well. They probably did give Tartt inspiration for Bunny and Henry. Certain quotes and details seem very taken from them. And Claude Fredricks totally inspired parts of Julian and the Greek class.

That said, it seems fallacious to assume there’s a 1-to-1 comparison between these people and the characters. Just because aspects of Matt Jacobsen were seen in Bunny does not mean that everything Tartt had Bunny do was with Jacobsen in mind. Bunny is still a fictional character. She also stated here that Julian was based on her mind running wild and creating a character based on rumors about Claude Fredricks. He wasn’t literally just Claude Fredricks. Tartt also has given a huge list of books that inspired writing choices in TSH and it really checks out for certain characters. Did Donna Tartt use the fact she transferred colleges and perhaps felt like the odd man out in a Greek class when she wrote Richard? Sure. But does that mean Richard is literally her avatar and that they share every thought, and that he came from zero other inspirations— or that she never departed from herself while writing him? That’s such a stretch.

And there’s another part of this narrative that just doesn’t make much sense to me. If TSH is really a revenge story about how Donna Tartt hated her Greek class and wanted to get back at them, and Richard is her stand in to do so… why is Richard so bad? Do self indulgent revenge fantasies typically make the supposed author stand-in just as wicked as everyone else? And he ends up miserable and alone and coming to terms with that he’s not special and that he’s got California in his blood (being from Cali is a huge part of Richard and Tartt isn’t from California).

Again, I can level with the assertion that authors/artists I like are flawed (some of my favorite authors are severely flawed). But my issue here is that some of this immediately jumps out as wildly intrusive (it reminds me of a different interview where the person asks Donna Tartt a really personal question, and it really shocked me that the person didn’t feel intrusive in asking it. It’s like Tartt’s emphasis on her own privacy makes people weirdly bold.). And it definitely seems like many people in the podcast have a story they want to tell and have decided to tell, despite the discrepancies and lack of clarity. Ultimately, these people are like “please be aware we aren’t claiming this is as fact” but they’re still inserting a scandal into the world.

Finally… another thing that’s weird to me is that Tartt’s peers paint this bitter picture of her for using true happenings and facts about them in the context of her fiction, and they view it as a scummy thing. But I mean, she never addressed anyone by name, claimed a character was them, or portrayed TSH as truth about Bennington. Nobody would even know these people now or about their lives if they hadn’t revealed this stuff on the podcast. But then they go on to say stuff about Tartt that is painted as biographical and they use her real name for profit. I guess I just don’t understand how that’s not very clearly doing what they’re upset she may have done. It’s very hypocritical.

[attackfish]

I cannot believe nobody ever asked for a continuation of that Ozai-Iroh bodyswap AU. I prostrate myself in the hope for more.

Continued from: [Link].

1. This little episode has real and very serious consequences for Ozai's rule. He completely changed the direction he was taking his country, and then changed it back in a scant few months. This makes him look like an unstable tyrant. There are few things the people of any country, powerful and powerless alike, tolerate less in a ruler than unpredictability. It leaves the people of the Fire Nation on edge, waiting for the Firelord to change his mind again, and it makes the nobility and the high ranking militaty officers start to whisper amongst themselves.

2. Within months, Ozai first recinds Zuko's banishment and then reinstates it for seemingly no reason. This is minor in comparison to the other shocking reversals the Firelord committed at the same time, but it does mean that the world no longer knows quite how to treat the banished prince. Fire Nation military officials who once felt free to treat Zuko with contempt now must contend with the possibility that Ozai will up and change his mind again, and reinstate Zuko as his heir, and that this heir might hold a grudge. But at the same time, Ozai to all appearances, at the moment, hates his son, and does not take well to anyone treating Zuko with anything other than scorn. It's a terrifying balancing act.

3. It's not like Ozai was able to hide who he really was from Zuko's crew. As much of a little wart as Zuko can be, his father, the Firelord, was ten thousand times worse. And not only was he worse to them, he was vicious, and unspeakably cruel to his own son. It's hard not to look at Zuko with a little more sympathy after that, especially after Iroh comes back and explains just what Zuko actually did to get banished. Is it any wonder that Zuko shows such contempt toward his men if the one time he showed compassion to the common Fire Nation troops, he was publicly disfigured and banished by his own father for his pains? Not that this knowledge actually makes Zuko any easier to live with, but...

4. Also, this whole episode gives all of them a window into what the world would look like with Iroh as Firelord, and they like what they see. For all Zuko's crew are effectively pariahs in the Fire Navy, various members have some friends, and they talk when they head into ports. And when they talk about how much better a firelord Iroh might have been, they find a receptive audience for these ideas throughout the highest levels of the Fire Nation military. And then, on a hidiously unpleasant excursion to the South Pole, the Avatar actually appears. This upends the apple cart all over again, and people in the Fire Nation can't help but see this as a sign from the universe that Ozai's time as firelord should come to an end.

5. But as Zuko sees his impossible goal suddenly become possible, the political tensions of the Fire Nation take a back seat for him and his crew behind the practical realities of attempting to capture a child with such frightening power.

[bracketsoffear]

Nightfall (Isaac Asimov & Robert Silverberg) "From TV Tropes: Lagash's six suns means an Endless Daytime, except for once every 2,049 years, when five suns set and the only sun left in the hemisphere is eclipsed by the moon. The scientists are trying to prepare civilization and themselves for the upcoming nightfall, but when it does occur, no-one is prepared for the thirty thousand stars that suddenly appear in the night sky. This leads to the far more devastating revelation how tiny and insignificant they are by comparison." "Aton, somewhere, was crying, whimpering horribly like a terribly frightened child. 'Stars — all the Stars — we didn't know at all. We didn't know anything. We thought six stars in a universe is something the Stars didn't notice is Darkness forever and ever and ever and the walls are breaking in and we didn't know we couldn't know and anything —'"

The Jaunt (Stephen King) “As a family prepares to be "Jaunted" to Mars in the 24th century, the father entertains his two children by recounting the curious tale of the discovery and history of this crude form of teleportation. He explains how the scientist who serendipitously discovered it quickly learned that it had a disturbing, inexplicable effect on the mice he "sent through"—eventually concluding that they could only survive the "Jaunt effect" while unconscious. That, the father explains, is why all people must undergo general anaesthesia before using the Jaunt.

The father spares his children the gruesome semi-apocryphal account of the first human to be Jaunted awake, a condemned murderer offered a full pardon for agreeing to the experiment. The man "came through" and immediately suffered a massive heart attack, living just long enough to utter a single cryptic phrase:

It's eternity in there…

The father also doesn't mention that since that time, roughly thirty people have, voluntarily or otherwise, jaunted while conscious; they either died instantly or emerged insane. One woman was even shoved alive into eternal limbo by her murderous husband, stuck between two jaunt portals. The man was convicted of murder; though his attorneys attempted to argue that he was not guilty on the grounds that his wife was not technically dead, the implications of the same argument served to secure and hasten his execution.

After the father finishes his story, the family is subjected to the sleeping gas and Jaunted to Mars. When the father wakes, he finds that his inquisitive son held his breath in order to experience the Jaunt while conscious…Hair white with shock, corneas yellowed with age, clawing out his own eyes, the boy reveals the terrible nature of the Jaunt: "Longer than you think, Dad! It's longer than you think!"

Underland (Robert MacFarlane) "A series of essays on "deep time" - that is, viewing the world over timeframes of billions of years, rather than the shorter timeframes we live within & understand. It is essentially the vastness of time. This concept stretches eons into the past and future and is very daunting to read about. The essays all revolve around things underground and often focus on how they're so much larger than us, existing far before us and stretching far beyond.

Also there's a chapter where the author talks about a calving glacier he saw surge upwards hundreds of feet from the sea, unbelievably huge. He recounts how the ice at its base hadn't seen sunlight in eons, and had never even been seen by human eyes, it was so ancient - it then sank underwater again, to once more be hidden. And if that doesn't sound like the origin of a vast avatar idk what does"

[animejeice]

one off story time:

Divine love

You and your best friend are hanging out as usual and your friend brings up the “avatar selection day” coming up

Y/N: what’s that all about again

Friend: basically someone will be chosen to inherit an ancient god’s power or something, everyone’s freaking over it wondering who’ll win

Y/N: lol, could you imagine tho, being a god, that be crazy

Friend: also stupid i mean, what good would come from it

Y/N: you’re just saying that cuz you’d be heart broken i’d be too busy getting worshipped to hang out with you.

Friend: yeah right, like anyone would ever.

Y/N: anywho it’s getting late, i should be heading home, I’ll talk with ya tomorrow.

You and your friend head your separate ways for the day as you head back to your apartment. You open your door and are ready to go to sleep, until you look at your computer and see you have an assignment you have to finish. You’re upset at this but still do it nonetheless.

As you finish and submit the assignment it’s 11:55, you feel exhausted and don’t even bother showering and just plop into bed, hoping for at least 6 hours of sleep. You can feel each minute passing by

11:56

11:57

11:58

11:59

As soon as the clock strikes 12:00, you open your eyes. You don’t know how, you don’t know why, all you know is you’re awake and full of energy. You look around your room confused at this. You at your feet and see them at the foot of your bed, this wouldn’t be a problem normally, except for the fact you’re standing still, and your feet are now moving past the foot of your bed.

After finally realizing either everything’s shrinking or your growing, you rush out of bed and try to get out of the apartment. After squeezing and breaking the door frame, you’re out of the apartment.

You look back to see yourself still growing in comparison too your apartment. You can feel your clothes tearing apart and begin to cover your body. You think for a moment how you wish that you had clothes that fit you perfectly. Right as you finish your though, your torn clothes begin to shine and next thing you know, you’re wearing new clothes. Casual pants, a black tee, and a fancy little vest.

Your body finally stops growing after reaching the third story of your apartment. You’re extremely confused as to what on earth is happening. Then you remember the whole avatar selection thing. You’re freaking out wondering if you were actually selected. You decide to go to your friend to see what to do.

You begin running across town to get to the suburbs where your friend lives. As you begin to run, more and more people begin to notice and take pictures, you already figure the world will notice by the morning so you hurry.

After finally reaching the suburb, you jump over some houses to reach your friend asap. After finding his house you bend down to try and see if they’re awake. You don’t see any movements and as such try to wake them up without waking anyone else up.

Y/N: hello, hey, wake up, please.

You look over to see your friend’s mom awake staring you dead in your eye with shock.

Y/N: oh, heeeeyyyyy, ummm… can you uhh… wake them up please? We kinda need to talk, it’s an emergency.

Friend mom: oh, uhhh, sure, just uhhhh, give me one moment to kind of… take… this… all in.

Y/N: oh yeah, sure, take your time.

You wait a moment before hearing your friend’s mom wake them up. They open the window and are looking at you star struck more then anything.

Friend: how did…

Y/N: I-I-I don’t know, I was doing an assignment, was ready to go sleep, and not 5 minutes later, i’m up, full of energy, and I’m growing to the size of a 3 story building.

Friend: do you have any idea what could’ve caused… this?

Y/N: soooo, remember what we were talking about earlier today? The uhhh, avatar selection thingy?

Friend: yeah, what about… oh. Ohhh. OHHHH. A-are you sure it’s that?

Y/N: you got any other ideas on how THIS could’ve happened?

Friend: ummm… not really. So, what do we do?

Y/N: to be honest, i was kinda hoping you’d know what to do. I mean, I can’t just, stay outside 24/7 i’ll draw attention to the entire world.

Friend: yeah ummm… okay, hang on one second.

Your friend closes their window. You wait outside for a while and see more and more people notice you and even begin to take pictures. Not long after you see the news station pulling van pulling up to you.

Luckily right before anyone can get out of the van, your friend comes out dressed.

Friend: okay, pick me up

You gently pick your friend up with your hand and bring them close to you.

Friend: there should be a temple somewhere in the forest south of town, let’s go there and see if we can figure something out.

Y/N: okay, i’d say hold on tight, but i’m holding on to you, so let me know if i need to slow down.

As you stand up, you book it to the south of the city. You jump over houses and cars. Doing your best to not cause too much damage. You manage to make it to the forest without causing too much to the city.

Y/N: okay i think we’re good now, so i’ll take it slow

Friend: yeah… uhh… okay… sure… oh my god my heart’s racing from that

Y/N: oh god, sorry, do you need anything.

Friend: nah i… i’m good thanks.

Y/N: okay, i’ll keep going.

You walk through the forest and see the temple your friend was talking about. You both notice the large crowd of people waiting by the door entrance, with multiple people trying to push the door open with all of them failing

Y/N: how much you wanna bet one of them will say it’s their temple?

Friend: nothing, cuz they will

As you walk up multiple people try to stop you saying you aren’t allowed until they look and see you standing 3 stories tall, only to let you pass.

You place your friend down as you attempt to open the door, you barely force your hands onto the door and it begin to slowly open. You keep it up as it begins to fully open. As you keep opening the door, you hear a helicopter behind you and realize it’s the news and police.

Y/N: THE COPS ARE HERE TOO? QUICK GET IN NOW NOW NOW

You friend runs in through the door as you squeeze in the crack you made as you slam the door shut behind you two.

Friend: okay… now what?

Y/N: well, good news at least is we can wait, they can’t get it without my divine powers.

Friend: har har very funny, let’s explore this place.

Y/N: alright.

The two of you begin to walk and check the place. It’s extremely empty with outlines for what appears to be a house, but nothing in sight. You bring your friend into one of the room and look around after placing them on the counter.

Friend: god i’m hungry, isn’t there anything here

Y/N: yeah, kinda wish there was a kitchen here

As you mutter your words, the entire room changes into a kitchen, with a stove, sink, and fridge that all function.

Friend: holy… how did you?

Y/N: I- I don’t know, I just wished it was here and.. now it’s here???

Friend: try… wishing for a large bowl of never melting chocolate ice cream

Y/N: okay… i wish for a large bowl of never melting chocolate ice cream

Within second a bowl appears on a counter full of chocolate ice cream. Your friend without a second of hesitation downs the ice cream, enjoying every scoop they eat.

Friend: HAHA, IT WORKED, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS WISH IT AND IT BECOMES REAL OR TRUE.

Y/N: oh my god… or should I say, oh my me?

Friend: hey, don’t go getting too egotistical, let’s not have a Zeus moment and i have to go all kratos on you.

Y/N: HA, no offense but i could beat you with just my pinky finger, what chance you have of winning?

Friend: hey don’t underestimate me, i could take on two fingers at once

Y/N: okay, bet

You place 2 of your fingers down like legs for a fighter on the counter. You entertain him a bit, blocking and throwing soft finger blows on him only to flick him onto the counter and pin him with your fingers

Y/N: 1-2-3 Knock Out

Friend: hey, no fair, I want a rematch.

You point your finger at your friend and wish for the power to pick up objects with your mind by pointing at them. You then lift your friend up and carry them with you to the next few rooms, where you make wishes to have them be rooms you can use.

Once you reach the last room, you wish for it to be a bed room. You both watch as the walls transform into a soft shade of lavender, a large bed forms in the center, and gentle candle lights that never die out light up the room.

Y/N: huh, when I imagined a bedroom, I didn’t have this in mind, but still, it’s quite lovely wouldn’t you say?

Friend: yeah… kinda… weirdly romantical if you ask me.

Y/N: true, who knows, maybe this is where i’ll keep my ‘mates’ 24/7

Friend: pfft, yeah right

You chuck your friend onto the bed where they land directly onto a pillow. You sit down on the same side as they landed, checking on them.

Y/N: you okay? I didn’t throw you too hard did I?

Friend: hey, I’m tougher then i look, plus this pillow absorbed my entire fall somehow.

Y/N: well, I am a god, so i’d only have the softest pillows in the world.

Friend: true…

Your friend begins to yawn as they become more and more tired

Y/N: awww, is the little human sleepy? Do they want me to read them a bed time story?

Friend: hey, what’s gotten into you, you’ve never talked like this before, don’t tell me your god status got to your head already.

Y/N: not excatly, ever since you came out of your house, i’ve had this… strange obsession over you… I don’t really understand it myself but… just being around you has been making my heart flutter and I just can’t help but to tease you.

Friend: you’re weird lol, anywho, i’m gonna go to bed, night

Y/N: goodnight

You roll over to your side of the bed and attempt to fall asleep 30 minutes pass and you cannot only to remember that by becoming a god, you have infinite energy. You look over to see your friend passed out on the pillow with the blanket covering most of their body. You begin to pet them while they sleep and wonder what they’re dreaming about.

It takes you a moment to realize you can join their dream and as such wish for it. You then appear in your friends dream and see a bus on the ground, you bend down to look and see your friend sitting in the back alone. He doesn’t notice you so you pick up the bus and peel off the roof.

Y/N: surprise, did you miss me?

You friend looks up but says nothing.

Y/N: oh, i guess you aren’t fully lucid dreaming, well that’s alright, come here.

You pick up your friend and move your free hand away from the bus. You look at your friend and the bus and decide to have a little fun. You proceeded to put the bus in your mouth and swallow it in one go.

Y/N: i’d ask if you’re impressed, but your kinda unable to respond, here let me help with that

You then wish for your friend to be able to lucid dream and it works

Friend: woah, how did you get in here

Y/N: you’re seriously asking how a god got into your dream?

Friend: true… but why are you here?

Y/N: simple, I can’t sleep, having infinite energy means i no longer require rest, and as such, it got boring. So, i decided to infiltrate your dreams and have a little fun, because after all, i enjoy the time we spend together.

Friend: okay, what were you thinking of doing.

Y/N: i was thinking-

You snap you fingers as you wish for a change of area, the dream shatters and when you snap again, you and your friend are brought to a city

Y/N: -we could play a little game

Friend: a game? Sure what were you thinking?

You put your friend down as you stand up.

Y/N: well hide and seek obviously, you hide, and I’ll destroy some of the buildings in an attempt to find you

Friend: wait what? Won’t that kill me or something

Y/N: no no silly, i mean i’ll rip pieces of the buildings apart like the roof or a wall to look inside, but I won’t completely destroy them, unless-

You smash your hip into the building right beside you and it begins to crumble and fall to the ground, leaving nothing but rubble where it once stood.

Y/N: -you want it to be like that.

Friend: uhhh, yeah i’m good on the whole completely destroying buildings thing.

Y/N: okay your loss i’m gonna start counting now, so you better start running

You close your eyes as your friend runs off. After counting to 100 you wish for your friend to hear your voice as you say

Y/N: ready or not, here i come

You begin to walk around, tearing off ceilings and walls attempting to find your friend. He’s very well hidden as after tearing down multiple buildings you haven’t found him. You decided to grow another few feet to try and see if you can spot your friend. You notice one of the towering skyscrapers and have an idea on where he’s hidden.

You walk towards the towers as you grow taller and taller, until towering over the massive skyscrapers. While you can’t see them, you know they’re here on the roof, you poke behind the roof door and push your friend out from hiding.

Y/N: found you

Friend: hey, no fair, that’s cheating

Y/N: cheating, well I think hiding at the top of a tall building I can’t get in is cheating in my book, but you don’t hear me complaining.

Your friend begins to pout over the loss.

Y/N: awww, you’re so cute when you’re upset, come here

You grab your friend and close your hand around them. You then proceeded to lie down on the city and destroy a few buildings you then place your friend on your chest as you hit the ground

Y/N: so what do you want to do now?

Friend: I… don’t really know to be honest… maybe we can just… watch the sunset together?

Y/N: sure, hold on one second as a I change the environment a bit.

You snap your fingers and wish for a mountain to appear. Right as you do that a mountain grows in the middle of the city, under you. You also kick down the skyscraper as to clear the view from the beach. You then lie your back on the mountain and hold your friend gently on your chest as the 2 of you watch the sunset.

Friend: really, you couldn’t have just changed the area, you had to do this?

Y/N: what? This is more fun, besides, look at this view

Friend: yeah, this is… beautiful.

Y/N: you wanna just lie here and watch it until the morning?

Friend: yes, please.

Y/N: your wish is my command.

The two of you lie there, watching, and taking in each other’s presence. Enjoying the moment

Friend: hey… can I ask you something?

Y/N: of course, you can ask me anything… literally.

Friend: okay, ummm… do you… can you… will you… n-nevermind.

Y/N: come on, you can ask me.

Friend: n-no i’ve changed my mind, I don’t want to ask, it’s inappropriate.

Y/N: if it’s to make you more attractive, you’re already adorable and pretty so I don’t see much else in improving.

Friend: it’s not that, I just… don’t feel strong enough to ask you it.

Y/N: if you don’t ask it, i’ll make you say it

Friend: wait… what?

Y/N: i can feel your heart racing and your mind stressing over this question, I want you to just be happy, not worried or stressed. So either ask the question to get it off your chest, or i’ll make you.

Friend: N-no, you can’t just force me to do something cuz you’re a god now.

Y/N: this isn’t about wether on not it’s right or wrong, i just want you to be okay, so please, just tell me, because i’d rather not force you too, but i will if i must.

Friend: NO

Y/N: please, don’t make me

Friend: DON’T

You both stars silently at one another before getting ready to speak

Y/N: i wish-

Friend: don’t you dare

Y/N: -that you-

Friend: stop, please

Y/N: -would tell me-

Friend: PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME

Y/N: - what’s been bothering-

Friend: I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU AND I WANT TO GO ON A DATE OKAY?

You both are shot out of his dream and back into the temple on the bed. You see your friend crying as he shoots up.

Y/N: hey…

Friend: no, stop, okay, i said it, are you happy?

Y/N: well, yes and no

Friend: yes and no, what do you mean yes and no?

Y/N: can you give me a moment to explain why?

Friend: fine… you have a minute but when you’re done i’m leaving

You kiss you friend on the side of their head, and wipe away their tears with your finger

Y/N: i’m happy because you finally said what’s been bothering you, but i’m also sad to know you’ve kept that bottled up for who knows how long. If i had only known sooner… why didn’t you tell me sooner?

Friend: … i’d figure you wouldn’t be interested, i mean, dating the person you’ve known since you were a baby and see more as family then a friend would’ve been weird right?

Y/N: come here

You pick up your friend and kiss them again before holding them close to comfort them.

Y/N: yes i see you as family, but i also love you too, I would’ve understood all those years ago too because… I don’t just love you like family, I love you also.

Friend: r-really?

Y/N: yes, i’ve just felt… more confident about showing that side of me ever since tonight. Since well, i felt like i could give everything you could ever desire.

Friend: wow… heh, looks like we both needed this huh?

You kiss the top of your friend’s head again.

Y/N: yeah i guess we both did

Friend: can… can i kiss you, please?

Y/N: of course

You bring your friend up to your lips where the kiss you, right as they’re done you kiss them right back.

Y/N: how about this, you can go and in the morning you can come back and we can go on a date?

Friend: that sounds nice… but…

Y/N: but?

Friend: can I… stay here please?

Y/N: of course, i just figured you needed to get some fresh air after what happened, if you want to stay, you’re more then welcome to the whole bed by yourself if you like.

Friend: thank you… for everything

Y/N: you’re welcome, and… i’m sorry for almost making you say all that without your permission, it was wrong and I hope you can forgive me.

Friend: well, you were right, I do feel better after saying everything, so i forgive you, just… can you stay in bed with me tonight… please?

Y/N: yes baby, i’ll stay with you as long as you like.

Friend: thank you.

You lay your little lover back onto their pillow, and cover them gently with a blanket. You kiss them one last time before they go to bed.

Lover: goodnight honey

Y/N: goodnight baby, i love you

Lover: i love you too.

[thewertsearch]

Asks Compilation - 28/11

Exactly! I'd jump at the chance to plan an officially licensed game of Kernels & Kingdoms.

Reading the comic the way I am has honestly been a ride. It's part book club, part English class, and part fandom speedrun - and I think it makes for a really unique experience.

I'm glad I have thousand of pages to go. I'm really going to miss this when it's gone - not that that's something I have to worry about anytime soon!

Based on my current understanding of auspisticism, I think he'd be a good one. It would be pretty hard to build up a rivalry when Karkat is yelling petty bullshit at you both.

Plus, listening to him him deconstruct the motivating factors behind your quadrant crushes would kill all four of the moods.

I think you're on the money. I'd be shocked if Vriska ever planned to use her mind control that way.

In the heat of the moment, it almost happened - and then it didn't.

A master of Spadekind would be able to summon their kismesis from their Strife Deck directly. Perhaps they would have powers derived from the unique nature of your relationship, and fight on your behalf like a St

*The remainder of this message has been expunged, lest 2016 Sal rise from the depths of her Jojo phase and wreak havoc on us all.*

I think that'd make for an interesting troll quirk, actually. Imagine a troll who talks completely normally, but their quirk script censors their conversational partner's messages.

It's odd to imagine that, in a framework defined by its romantic nature, there would be relationships that aren't so romantic.

I assume that different trolls have different views on moirallegiance - and maybe, in Eridan's opinion, it's less romantic or desirable than matespritship.

These comparisons are all great.

Ianthe is an interesting character to compare with Vriska. She's a lot more guarded, and a lot less openly remorseful about what she does - but only one of these girls is known to cry herself to sleep, and it's not the one you'd expect.

Also, I'm honestly losing my mind a little at the Gideon shades reveal. If I recall correctly, she found them on the Ninth, and they were described as ancient. There's a small but real chance that they're canonically the Ben Stiller shades.

Batman: You think you're my greatest enemy? Joker: Who else drives you to one-up them the way I do? Batman: Superman. Joker: Superman's not a bad guy! Batman: I like to fight around. Joker: You're seriously saying that there's nothing special about us?

Hey, what the fuck, you're right!

Oh, that's fun. I didn't know Zuko's voice actor was in anything big before Avatar!

Thank you! I don't often get away these days, so it was nice to be abroad for once.

Karkat's quadrant explanation was apparently a near-verbatim recreation of the comic's, so an argument can be made that we're hearing Karkat's understanding of the quadrants, and not the 'objective' understanding of an omniscient narrator.

Which makes sense, really. Relationships are complicated, messy, and can only really be defined by the individuals participating in them. There can't really be an 'objectively correct' definition of a given quadrant, because every troll's understanding of their own relationships will differ, in a million subtle ways.

They're teenagers, so probably not. Karkat's understanding of quadrants seems mostly academic - he doesn't seem to have much first-hand experience.

In some ways, moirallegiance does seem a lot like a queerplatonic relationship. I guess on Alternia, one difference is that moirallegiance has a defined purpose - pacifying violent trolls - whereas each qpr is uniquely defined by those who participate in it.

However, like I said above, different trolls are going to view the quadrants in different ways. Perhaps there are trolls who form non-traditional moirallegiances, like the one anon described above. There's nothing stopping a troll from defining a relationship like that, other than societal pressure - and that doesn't stop humans, so why would it stop trolls?

Adding 'em to the list!

I'm willing to accept that I was just factually wrong about Peixes - but I'm happy to be vindicated on Vrish-ka!

Good abomination. Best mom.

I've got to say, I'd be interested in seeing how a horrorterror(-adjacent) being would raise a troll. I'm still not convinced she's a 'true' lusus, and I have an inkling that Feferi is going to be a particularly strange troll as a result, even among the Players.

I think, for mature trolls - ones who who understand the practical and emotional risks - the idea of having a partner who is also your designated rival might actually work. After all, partners and rivals both inspire you to be better, so there's some synergy there.

It's just not, as you say, something that teenagers should be involving themselves in. If they didn't need to do so to survive, I'm sure a lot of them would opt out of the system.

It is interesting that they're friends, isn't it? They seem to have an established relationship, so maybe Kanaya sees something in him that I don't - or maybe we're seeing him on a particularly bad day, and he's not always like this.

Probably still Rose, although Kanaya is getting close to challenging her position.

Definitely the one that prompted my alchemy spree.

Alchemy, closely followed by ectobiology. The two are pretty closely related - they're interesting ways to 'combine' things.

I have a list of unclosed time-loops, although they're more prophecies than Chekhov's guns.

I don't think Homestuck really has any deliberate Guns. Hussie is pretty open about this - the story is intentionally chock full of details that might be important later, and some of them will be - but you won't be able to figure out which, because even the author doesn't know until closer to the time.

You will flip a DOUBLE-HEADED TROLL CAEGAR to decide his fate.

Nice catch!

Unlike the other troll celebrity cameos, this one sort has some interesting implications. If Alternia is using these coins, maybe the dominant civilization still considers itself to be descended from of the Troll Roman Empire.

I mean, look at what they're doing - expanding across the universe, the same way the Empire tried to expand over Earth.

[synergysilhouette]

Renaissance and Revival-era Disney movies that I wish had different directors, writers, and/or songwriters

Original lyricist/composer(s): Matthew Wilder & David Zippel

Desired lyricist/composer(s): Stephen Schwartz

I'm a big fan of Stephen's work for Disney, and I was really shocked to learn he was the original person intended for Mulan's soundtrack. However, due to Disney having an issue with him working for Dreamworks at the same time, they decided to remove him from the project. Given how Schwartz has a talent for making really epic, dramatic songs, it feels like "Mulan" should've been up there in scale with "Pocahontas" and "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" due to the trinity's dark vibes and storylines.

Tangled

Original Songwriter(s): Glenn Slater

Desired Songwriter(s):Stephen Schwartz

I personally found the songs in the film to be very lackluster. "Mother Knows Best" is AMAZING (and it's reprise is the best Disney villain song, I swear), but that's about it. Nothing else drew me in or stood out to me musically. Given Stephen's track record with me, I think I'd be replaying this soundtrack more often if he put his magic into it. We can keep Alan Menken as the composer, though.

Original Director(s): Nathan Greno & Byron Howard

Desired Director(s): Jon Musker & Ron Clements

I personally wasn't impressed by Tangled; Rapunzel, Gothel, and Pascal were the best parts of it. Given Musker and Clements' track record with Disney films, I think I would've enjoyed the project more if they were the heads of it (though I do like Byron's other Disney projects).

Raya and the Last Dragon

Original Director(s): Don Hall & Carlos López Estrada

Desired Director(s): Michael Dante DiMartino & Bryan Konietzko

Let's say that due to the lack of Asian-centric media in the west and Raya's story of uniting divided lands, Disney already foresaw the potential comparisons and rather than skating around to dodge them, they decided to do one better by having the original creators of "Avatar: The Last Airebender" direct the film, with the end goal to make it almost like a spiritual successor to ATLA but still something distinct, and the directors' emphasis on finding a clear direction for the SEA story and wroking with the SEA screenwriters would've made for a stronger narrative--and it's likely Raya would've had a different personality/design to avoid comparisons to Katara and Korra.

Original Songwriter(s): None

Desired Songwriter(s): Lin-Manuel Miranda

Lin-Manuel Miranda probably feels like a repetitive choice, and I'm unsure if he would've felt comfortable working on RATLD and "Encanto" at the same time (they were released the same year, btw), but I do feel like given his involvement with two animated Disney films (and two live-action films later down the road), he's essentially one of the people kept on Disney's list of people to use, similar to how the renaissance era used Alan Menken, Howard Ashman, and Stephen Schwartz a lot. Plus his music with James Newton Howard's score would make the world stop--plus this AND "Encanto" coming out the same year would definitely break records in box office for COVID films (Raya testing the waters first, with it's success encouraging more people to see "Encanto" in theaters).

Wish

Original Director(s): Chris Buck & Fawn Veerasuthorn

Desired Director(s): Hayao Miyazaki

Don't laugh, and don't judge me. I've wanted a Hayao Miyazaki-directed Disney for a LONG time--I was hoping that it'd be one inspired by Japanese culture, but it doesn't matter as long as he brings his creativity--that said, that probably means he should be the screenwriter for the film as well, at the very least in collaboration with Jennifer Lee and Fawn Veerasuthorn. If you know his filmogrpahy, you know he comes up with beautiful and thought-provoking cinema, and "Wish" is exactly what that should've been. Plus he said his favorite Disney films are "The Little Mermaid" and "Peter Pan," so I take that as a green light for Disney's anniversary film! Plus it could open up the door for him to direct/write future Disney films based on the film's box office and Hayao's experience working with the company (which I PRAY would be positive).

Original songwriter(s): Julia Michaels, Benjamin Rice, & JP Saxe

Desired Songwriter(s): Kristen Anderson-Lopez and Bobby Lopez

As I've said on other posts, it's ridiculous that Disney hasn't utilized the husband/wife team more outside of the "Frozen" franchise (though they have worked on Disney-owned projects, such as Pixar's "Coco" and Marvel's "Wandavision"), and after "Gigantic" was cancelled for whatever reason, I think they should've been the first people on Disney's list for potential songwriters for the film.

[roxannepolice]

More for the tag, the Rani!

Yey, she! 🥰

1: sexuality headcanon - aroace, absolutely; she did have sex, but purely for science, in different bodies, and ended up visiting Tiresias to tell him You were absolutely correct, here's the comparison chart of my neurotransmitter levels with a vulva vs. with a penis, as you can see the former are significantly more favourable

2: otp - well, since I headcanon her as aroace I don't really ship her with anyone; she does have a queerplatonic crush on Marie Curie-Skłodowska, though

3: brotp - the Master; he always had a lot of respect for her brains and she, for all the exasperation with thoschei courtship, was there when the Doctor first left Gallifrey and made sure the Master got a supply of tissues and chocolate ice cream and stayed hydrated throughout his breakdown

4: notp - again, kind of everyone unless it's for science

5: first headcanon that pops into my head - she took every major computer age sci-fi writer to early 2020s so they can juxtapose their AI apocalypse predictions with Chat GTP claiming there are no countries starting with "K" in Africa and pornbots evolving from sexy women to vaguely confusing urls with somewhat dorky avatars; she does that by the end of their lives, same as Nine told Dickens the future, so there's no timeline mess, and it's not cruelty on her part inasmuch as watching their faces go from shock through confusion to despair to shy hope the apocalypse is not coming so soon after all - all for science

6: favorite line from this character - Can't you get it into your warped skull that there is nothing deliberate about it? The aggression is an unfortunate side effect; am sure the victims were relieved to know that 🙃 but you also can't deny the logic

7: one way in which I relate to this character - team heartless bitches who can't feel anything until their intellectual criteria are met

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - I'm not going to pretend 80s sci-fi fashion isn't giving me a headache and she's the Kate Moss of the style

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - problematic fave? I guess? look it's all for science?