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#𝐲𝐬𝐚'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 ❁
tonowarii · 1 year
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Tsireya request! Tsireya x reader
The reader comes back from like a deep sea hunting trip with the other metkayina warriors. The warriors drop the reader off at ronals hut to be tended to because they are wounded from hunting Akula. Ronal tells Tsireya to tend to their wounds, because she is the future Tsahik and she has to get used to the stress even when it is caused by her s/o.
some angst here and there. Fluff at the end, because I dont want the reader to die😭🙏🏽
i hope this is what you wanted, anon!!
No Promises
tsireya x gn! metkayina! reader
wc: 1.0k
warning/s: mentions of wound and blood, nervous tsireya, fluff
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You had shot your arrow before you blacked out.
And once you had gained consciousness to pry your eyes open again. But your vision was blurry and your head was hung low.
It led you to see the blurry image of the sandy ground and a pair of feet on each of your side.
You felt your tired and numbing arms were wrapped around their shoulders in order to support your body as they carried you.
Maybe you were being walked towards the tsahik’s hut back in Awa’atlu by two members from your assigned hunting party. That you could only guess.
You slowly tried to lift your head up but felt a throbbing pain on the side of your head making you wince, knitting your brows in pain.
“What happened, guys?” you asked with a hoarse voice.
“Hit your head pretty hard when that akula was chasing you. But you had laid a good shot against it, pretty cool.” One of your friend, Teyeì said, patting you on the back. “We’re almost there, we’re gonna get you patched up.” He adds.
“Aaand we’re here.” He said in front of the tsahik’s marui.
Inside the marui was Ronal, the tsahik herself, and her daughter, Tsireya, the tsakarem. They w Teyeì ere in the middle of doing something when spoke.
“Tsahik, (Y/N) is wounded.” He greets, carrying you in the marui.
In a second, Tsireya’s head snaps up at the mention of your name, then her eyes trailed to your limp form being carried in. Then her eyes trailed to your head, specifically to the side, where you were bleeding as a deep cut ran down from your temple.
Tsireya shoots up, standing on her own two feet as she feels her heart drop as her breath hitched.
Ronal stands, pointing her head. “Lay them here, now.”
Teyeì follows, carefully laying you down as you winced as your vision slightly spun.
You closed your eyes as your head pounded. Tsireya had stood frozen, watching you as you were laid down and you looked to be in so much pain. The blood ran down to your cheeks from when you were standing. It was a horrific sight.
Ronal, her mother, noticed Tsireya froze. She had understood her reaction since it was Tsireya’s mate, you. To be honest, Ronal had the initial reaction too, almost decades ago, but Ronal also knew that Tsireya needed to be strong when times like these are always bound to happen.
“Reya!” Ronal called, making Tsireya flinch and look at her mother, a scared look in her eyes.
“Remember what I had told you. Times like these would happen. Now, go, show me what you have learned and do not fright. I have told you to be prepared.” Ronal said.
Tsireya looks around before immediately grabbing a cloth and grabbing a bowl of water. Ronal supported her by preparing the materials needed after assessing your wound.
Tsireya kneels beside you, with shaky hands, she soaks the cloth in water as she shakily dabs it on your temple, careful to clean the site of the wound.
You hiss, feeling a sudden touch on your wound as you tried to turn your head away, but Tsireya’s other hand stops you as her lips pursed into a thin line.
“Hold on, (Y/N). This is going to take a while but I’m here- focus- focus on my voice.” Tsireya said, she was surprised how she could speak so calmly when her hands were shaking.
As she cleaned your wound and the blood on your face and the rest of the small scratches she could find, she muttered a quick “that’s good” “we’re almost done, okay?”
After the bleeding had stopped, Ronal had prepared the ointment and handed it over to Tsireya along with a bandage.
“(Y/N)..?” Tsireya asked when you were lying down with your eyes closed and haven’t moved in a while.
She could see the rise and fall of your chest which was a good sign, but she needed to hear you. She gently then prepares to dab at your wound with the paste.
When she does indeed apply it, you let out a hiss and a loud “Shit that hurts!”
Tsireya instantly felt relieved, but she calmed you down by her free hand going over to hold your hand. “This will be quick, then we’re done okay?”
You had opened your eyes, looking at her big blue eyes filled with concern. You tried giving her a reassuring smile while she was focused on your wound.
Tsireya sensed you looking at her so she moved her gaze to you, she sighs, shaking her head as she cleans her hands to apply your bandage. Her hands became less unsteady as you gave her a smile.
“Sorry...” You muttered after a while when she finished bandaging your head and Ronal had left to give you two privacy. Tsireya stayed silent as she held your hand in hers.
“Really, I thought I told that akula to not chase me haha- agh.” You laughed but then a pain shot to your head making you squint as Tsireya looked at you in worry, slightly smacking your hand.
“Stop that, don’t joke. You could have died; didn’t you realize that?” Tsireya suddenly said.
Its when you open your eyes again that you find hers welling with tears as they now rolled down her cheeks.
You frowned, reaching for her hand and applying a soft kiss to the back of it. “I’m sorry, Tsireya.”
“My- my mother has told me before that I should be prepared... But seeing someone you love like this... It... It scares me.”
You stroked her hand softly. “She’s right, Tsireya. Every time I go out there, I think of you and coming back to you. I fight, that is expected, but I need you to also be strong for me as I am for you.” You told her.
Tsireya looks up, closes her eyes shut and nods as her sniffles sounded around the marui. Seeing your mate like this made you want to pull her in a hug but your headache refused.
“I am sure I’m going to be fine, not now, but hopefully soon. So, I ask you, are you okay?” You asked her. She looks at you, then down at her hands. “Yes...”
Squeezing her hand, it makes her look at you as you gave her a small smile.
Tsireya finally finds it in her to smile back at you, quickly leaning in to give your cheek a small peck.
“Please don’t ever scare me like that again.”
“No promises.”
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tonowarii · 1 year
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my reckless warrior ✉
ronal x gn! metkayina! reader / gif is mine!
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"Ronal?" you called out for her, your mate in her marui.
Her eyes flickered to yours, you had just come back from a hunt and decided to surprise her. You see the other tsahik in training turn their heads to look at you.
She takes a good look at you and you swore her lips tug into a smile before returning to their neutral expression.
"You can all take your rest now, we can continue tomorrow." She dismisses them as they packed up and softly bid their goodbyes, greeting you on the way out.
You nod at them in greeting. Once they had left, you carefully step into the marui.
"Here." Ronal stands up, moving towards you. She grabs your wrist, pulling you in as she sits you down on the ground.
You follow, however, being used to her doing this every time you came back from a hunt that took a few days.
She begins cupping your cheeks, turning your head side to side to inspect for any wounds. She then feels your temperature. You just look at her mesmerized as she worked on making sure you were okay.
The comfortable silence between the two of you was enough, the occasional sounds of the beads on her skirt moving was the only thing breaking the silence.
"I am okay," You say to her, grabbing her hand and holding it in yours.
Ronal's other free hand goes up to your shoulder, then down to your arms where it settled on rubbing your tattooed arm soothingly, her cool fingertips a contrast to your warmth.
"You may be a great hunter and a warrior, but it is not impossible for you to get hurt." She comments, her eyes staring into yours, a slight tilt to her head as if what she was saying was true.
It was, you had a habit of often getting yourself injured, earning you minutes of scolding from Ronal at times when she'd be the one healing you.
You smile sheepishly, in return she sighs. Before she could speak, you beat her to it.
"But that's what makes me a great hunter, does it not? I never back down."
Ronal shakes her head. "You should not be getting in fights where it is unnecessary. You are going to get killed."
"But I am very much alive, see?" You say, guiding her two fingers on the pulse point of your wrist, pressing softly so she could feel your heartbeat.
She scoffs, moving closer to you to offer a soft kiss to your brow.
"My reckless warrior, if you get yourself killed, I will kill you myself."
And you just chuckled, leaning onto her touch.
note: felt like i made her too ooc, let me know your thoughts!
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