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Tom Hiddleston Characters: How They Would Propose (To You)

(Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or images. This is just a fun listicle, not designed to offend anyone. As always, please feel free to leave comments and/or constructive criticism below. Thank you, and without any further ado, please enjoy!)

Characters in this list: Will Ransome, King Henry V, Prince Loki Odinson, Loki of Asgard and Jotunheim, Bill Hazeldine, Coriolanus, Jonathan Pine, Robert Laing, Magnus Martinsson, Oakley, Thomas Sharpe, James Conrad, and Jaguar Villain! Tom Hiddleston.

Also, my sincerest apologies - they all turned into mini-fics.

Will Ransome from The Essex Serpent

Reverend Will would propose to you after a Sunday roast dinner, after your family invited him to your home. You were helping to clear the table with the rest of the ladies in your family when Will coughed to announce his presence. At once, everyone cleared the dining room, leaving you alone with the vicar.

"A word please?" He politely called you by name, his hands clasped in front of him. Will sat you down in one of the empty chairs. Gods how he wanted to reach out and tuck one of your stray hairs behind your ear in that very moment, one of the intimate things that he longed to do with you. Intimate things that would be proper in the eyes of God if you were his lawfully wedded wife. He did not sit down, and gently began talking to you. "For some time, I have been charmed by you. Not just your looks, that is not to say that you are not a lovely woman. You are most lovely, but I have also been charmed by your kindness, your humility, and your…virtue."

Will knelt before you, looking up with the most earnest gaze. "If you will bestow upon me the fortune of being your husband, then in return I shall do everything to keep you safe and comfortable. I shall speak to your father, and we will be wedded in holy matrimony. You and I shall walk together upon this path of life, and I have no doubt that a virtuous woman like you will aid me in carrying out what the Lord decrees of us. My sweetest, please say that you will marry me."

Henry V from The Hollow Crown

With Henry, there was not much of a proposal to begin with. The marriage between you and the King of England was arranged by your father and his men, along with the king and his men. Still, Henry coaxed your father into having at least one private audience with you before the wedding ceremonies, so that he may properly court you as any suitor would.

'My dearest lady," Henry began as soon as he was alone with you in his study while your father and his men stood vigil outside. "Lower thy veil, and let me behold your face." He reached forward and removed the hood of your cloak, smiling as he beheld your beauty for the first time. "Cheeks rosier than the flowers that bloom in springtime. Your lips and eyes are so enticing, they call to me like sirens. Yours is a face that I shall never tire of seeing.

I confess to you, my lady, that words are not my greatest strength. Were it so easy that I could simply strap on armor or fire an arrow into a target or vault into my saddle for a wife, I should quickly vault for a wife. Alas, tis not so. For a woman's heart is truly one of the most difficult conquests to embark upon. Nevertheless, tis a conquest that I shall duly pursue if you can deign to love me.

If you can love such a man as me, someone whose words are not their strongest suit and someone whose fidelity to you is true, then take me. Take a soldier, and in taking a soldier, you will take a king." Henry knelt before you and offered you his hand. "Sweetest of all maidens, canst thou love me?"

Prince Loki Odinson of Asgard

"I have called you to discuss a matter of great importance, my lady." Loki enunciated the formal title at the end in an attempt to conceal the butterflies in his stomach. He summoned you to the palace gardens at the house before twilight, when the sky would be decorated with streaks of orange and pink. You walked alongside him through the bushes and the groves of flowers. Loki clasped his hands behind her back, walking as if he ruled every inch of earth on which he stepped.

He continued, "Yes, tis true that Thor, my brother, is the one whom my father has decreed to ascend the throne of Asgard," The younger prince of Asgard looked forward with a solemn expression while you listened with intrigue. "But he is incompetent." Loki turned to you. "He is idiotic and brash. You know as well as I do that he does not encompass the values of a king.

"Was he not the one who wished to invade Jotunheim alone, my prince?" You stopped in your tracks, just as the sun began setting into the horizon behind you.

"Yes, he was. It was all his idea, my lady." Loki did not bother to include his role in instigating Thor, it would not help him in this moment whatsoever. If he delayed this moment any further, he was convinced the words would be stuck in his throat, forever unable to escape. "You are one of the few people with whom I can share these thoughts, my lady." He sighed, his gaze fixated upon you and your beauty. "It is why I have called you here. In the coming future, I will need to protect Asgard from my brother's foolishness. And for that I should like to have a worthy companion by my side."

Loki conjured a shining dagger with a gold hilt out of thin air and promptly fell to one knee before you. The hilt of the dagger was engraved with the words, 'Min hærr, duonningen av mitt hjerte' (My beloved, Queen of my heart) Still on bended knee, Loki looked up at you with an expression of innocence that you never knew existed within him - wide eyes, baited breath, a meek expression. As if all his life were being wagered on a single thing right now.

"I wish to make you my wife," Loki declared, his lips trembling. "Should you accept, I will bring my proposal to your family, and then we will be wed with due ceremony. And if you decide otherwise, then I shall…" he swallowed, "I shall respect your choice."

Loki of Asgard and Jotunheim from the Marvel Cinematic Universe

"This looks like something stolen from the Graham Norton Show." You raised an eyebrow when Loki handed you an orange and purple card.

"It's a scavenger hunt." Loki said with a twinkle in his eye. "Every clue leads you to the next one."

"I know how a scavenger hunt works, Loki." You rolled your eyes and flipped over the card. "Was this your idea, or is this some ridiculous team-bonding activity put together by Steve Rogers?"

"No. You see,…I have some errands to do, but at the same time, I have an obligatory excursion with the Lady Valkyrie."

You crossed your arms. "So why the scavenger hunt?"

Loki brightly answered. "Well, it makes the errands all the more fun!"

"Alright, but you owe me, Loki."

"Good girl." The God of Mischief kissed you not the cheek and disappeared into thin air.

You glanced down and saw that the first card, which told you to pick up six cupcakes ordered under Loki's name. The cupcakes were from a specific café….that just so happened to be the place where you and Loki had your first date, which was set up by a far-too-enthusiastic Thor. The moment you got there, a waiter brought you a "complimentary" cupcake of your favorite flavor…along with another orange and purple card.

The second card took you to the library, on the pretext of picking up a book that was on hold for Loki. There, the librarian handed you the book - Divine Comedy by Dante - and another book that you recognized. It was Pride and Prejudice, one of the first pieces of "Midgardian literature" that you introduced to Loki, a book that you were all too happy to fangirl over. But inside the book was - yes- another orange and purple card.

The third card sent you to pick up Loki's dry-cleaning. (Really, Loki? Dry cleaning?) At the dry-cleaners, the person at the register handed you a transparent garment bag containing a black tuxedo with a ruffled white shirt. And then you were given a second garment bag with an emerald green gown embellished with diamonds. You couldn't help but stare a few moments at the pretty, expensive-looking gown. Before the person at the register could hand you another card, you made a mental note to ask Loki about the gown and whom it was for. You guessed it was probably for himself for the times he was feeling fabulous. Actually, Loki also liked to wear absolutely nothing when he was feeling his most fabulous…but that didn't matter right now.

The fourth card took you to the park where Loki confessed his love for you for the first time, on the pretext of picking up Loki's forgotten jacket and buying a bouquet of white flowers.

The fifth card took you across the city just to get a particular bottle of liquor that Loki had liked. Okay, now this guy was having a little too much fun with you right now.

You were relieved when the sixth card, given to you by the liquor store clerk, led you back to the Avengers compound, to the same room where you began this entire scavenger hunt. You huffed a little, setting the box of cupcakes, the books, the two garment bags, Loki's jacket, the flowers, and liquor gently on a table. "Loki? Loki, where are you?"

Loki stood in the middle of the Avengers' common room, wearing polished gold armor over a black and green leather tunic with long, dark trousers. His hair was combed perfectly in place, and his hands clasped behind his back. He stood surrounded by a few candles and fairy lights hanging against the curtains.

"Okay, I need answers…" You sighed, already tired from running around all afternoon. "Loki, I got your things, just tell me what the gown is for and the…the liquor and the…Are you throwing a party or something?"

"I'm getting married."

"What?!" You gulped, reaching for the nearest couch. "I…what? You're getting married, why didn't you tell me? And…" You felt your head start to spin, preparing yourself for the worst. Whatever happened to all the times he said he loved you? Was he just using you to put together some kind of romantic gesture for someone else, just a tool?! Perhaps this is what you get for letting the God of Mischief into your life. Betrayal. "Well, I hope they make you happy, Loki." You relented, putting your head in your hands.

"She does."

"Good." You murmured, trying your best not to cry in this moment. That was the last thing you wanted him to see. "Is that gown for her too?"

"Hm-hm. Of course, it'll probably end up on the floor after the engagement party, hehe."

"Loki, I am in no mood for your jokes right now." After a few moments, you looked up.

"Come on,…have a sense of humor."

"NO!" You yelled, getting up from the couch. "No, I will not have a sense of humor right now! You used me! You used me, and lied to me. You told me to do all of these errands, like picking up dry cleaning, and buying liquor, without telling me that you were going to propose to someone else! You could have at least told me, just so I'd have some kind of closure. But no, you couldn't even think to do that. You told me it was a scavenger hunt, like I wasn't worth knowing the truth.

I...I did this because I care about you, Loki! I care about you like some kind of idiot who actually thought that you might like me the same way that I liked you. That right there, making me like you might just be the worst thing you have ever done me." You took a moment to breathe, and ran your hands through your hair.

"Ugh…And you made me even pick up her engagement dress! What kind of person makes someone do that?!" You couldn't even think about the words you were spitting out, too busy with the hot tears clouding your vision.

"The kind of person who knows how good it'll look when you wear it."

"What?!" You were taken aback all of a sudden.

Loki approached you with a hint of nervousness. "Darling, you are one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I know I'm not easy to be with, that I drive you mad sometimes, and I make you put up with a lot. I...I should've practiced this more." He laughed under his breath. "Why didn't I?" Blinking, he pushed his hair back before continuing.

"What I'm trying to say is,...my life has never been the same since I met you. You're the most steadfast ally, a wonderful friend, and best of all, you are the most passionate and loyal person I have ever known. I could never imagine my life without you, and I never want to. That's how much I love you."

The God of Mischief fell to one knee, and held up a small emerald ring with a gold band.

"Will you marry me?"

Bil Hazeldine from Suburban Shootout

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise, sweetheart." Bill pulled his father's car into a driveway, and took your hand. "Just close your eyes, alright?"

"Alright…" After a few steps, you could hear Bill opening a door and the sound of a shopkeeper's bell, along with the muted conversations of various patrons. The scents of vanilla and grease reached you almost immediately.

Bill held you close and whispered that you could open your eyes now.

When you opened your eyes, you laughed a little. "We haven't been here in a while…"

"You remember it?"

"How could I ever forget?" You kissed him on the cheek, and let him find a table for you.

Bill's proposal began with him taking you to the milkshake diner where the two of you had your first date. After a bit of small talk over a banana split, Bill not-so-discretely excused himself. While you sat at the table with your spoon and checked your phone, Bill made his way to the jukebox with his hands in his jeans' pockets, feeling the small box inside. He'd almost thought about wearing a suit for this occasion, but his mum said it would make you suspicious. And his father suggested hiding the ring inside your ice cream to be more romantic , but Bill was terrified by the idea of you accidentally choking. Yes, keeping the ring with him was a better idea.

Bill took a deep breath and slipped a coin into the jukebox, flipping through the various tracks to find one of the songs you enjoyed. When he found one, he pressed play and called your name. Bill extended his hand out, offering to dance with you. He twirled you, and the two of you swayed in time with the music, smiling all the while. At the end of the song, Bill proudly kissed you on the lips.

He gently said your name, and pushed a bit of hair out of your face. "You're the one I want to dance with to every song…There's just no one like you, no one I could ever dream of that's just as wonderful as you are." Bill reached in his pocket for the small box, and fell to one knee, not caring who might be watching you in the diner. Inside the small box was a 0.3-carat diamond ring with a silver band. "Would you make me the happiest man in the whole world, and marry me?"

Caius Martius Coriolanus from Coriolanus

Coriolanus invited your family to dine with him and his mother one night on the pretext of an important matter concerning two important families of Roman nobility. It was not the first time he'd done such a thing, inviting your family to break bread with him and his mother. He had even visited your father's home before, sharing wine with your father and your brothers from time to time. It was through those meetings that Coriolanus fell more in love with your smile, the way you bit your lip when you were thinking,…and even the way your laugh infected him like a plague. And if there was anything more deadly to him than your simple, unadulterated laughter, then it was your beauty which had him fighting the urge to smile whenever you walked into a room or whenever he heard your voice.

But despite his best efforts, it became quickly aware to everyone in your family how besotted the general was with you. The way his head unintentionally bowed whenever he was in your presence, as if you were the sun and he would go blind if he looked you straight in the eye, never went unnoticed. The fact that you were the only person who could make him laugh, and that the simple mention of your name was enough to make the powerful General and conqueror of Corioles lower his usual barking voice made your family - and anyone else in the general's presence - giggle under their breath.

So when everyone had finished the prima mensa, Coriolanus stood up and raised his cup. "I have called you here tonight, to make a proposition," he declares with the same voice that he would use to speak to the Senate. "An alliance between our families…" The general turned his gaze to you for a moment, and exhaled to calm his racing heart, which only quickened when you looked back up at him. "If you will bestow upon me this honor, I wish to make your daughter…my wife. She is virtuous, and kind,…endowed with a noble background."

He waved for two of the servants of his household to present your mother and father with gifts of imported silk and valuable coins. And for you, the general had his servant gift place a set of golden jewelry - a girdle, five bracelets, and a layered necklace with rubies - in your lap. Underneath the girdle was a small piece of parchment with the words,

"I long to see you wearing these on our wedding night, my lady. Only these."

You turned red, and looked up and the general, politely expressing your thanks.

"Should you accept," Coriolanus gave you a nod and turned to your family. "We shall make our alliance official in the presence of the gods. Your daughter shall be my wife, and I her husband. I will defend her from harm and protect her, as I have defended Rome time and time again. Your daughter will be cared for, and all I ask for in return, is your fidelity. Pledge to me your allegiance, for I shall need your influence when the time comes for the elections in the Senate.

Instead of a dowry give me your loyalty, and I swear that your priceless gem of a daughter will want for nothing for as long as I live. Do I have your word?"

Oakley from Unrelated

"Let's get married." Oakley off-handedly said while the two of you stood outside, leaning against the wall while he smoked a cigarette.

You raised an eyebrow. "Are you kidding?"

"No." He took another drag of his cigarette and turned to you with his ocean blue eyes and tousled, dirty blond curls. "We should get married."

"Who are you and what have you done with Oakley?"

"What, you don't think I'm good enough to marry you?" He protested.

Shaking your head, you laughed. "No, it's not that…"

"Well, then what is it?" Oakley crossed his arms and furrowed his brow at the sight of you laughing. "We have fun together, we make each other laugh,…we look good together, especially when naked-"

That was enough for you to playfully hit him on the shoulder, causing him to chuckle. He continued, "We like each other. We have this great relationship."

"But are you sure this is what you want?" You asked. "Don't you want to explore, try things? Do stuff before you're tied down?"

"Why would I do that? When there's this…beautiful, funny, smart, and sexy girl right there with me, I'm not even looking at anyone else." Oakley simply countered. "I like what we have, and i don't want to let it go. We can travel, explore the world, and I'll do it all with you." There was no sign of hesitation in his voice, but maybe it was just the cigarette fueling his courage. He came closer to you, and looked dead serious. "I don't want what we have to be just something we try for as long as we can, something we leave up to chance. I want forever with you."

"Forever?"

"Forever." Oakley knelt before you, his eyes going from a vivid cyan to a soft, almost pale bag blue. "I don't have a ring but…" He removed his necklace and presented it to you like an offering at an altar, calling your name. "Marry me."

Jonathan Pine from The Night Manager

Jonathan had been working with MI-6 for almost two years, embarking on various mission for them after he gained acclamation for helping to carry out Operation Limpet. He, along with officer Angela Burr, took down the infamous arms dealer Richard Roper once and for all.

Since then, Jonathan found himself a new home in London and got back in touch with you, the one who stole his heart back when he was still working as a night manager. He didn't know how much he truly missed you until you answered his letter, telling him about the twists and turns your life had taken since your last encounter with Pine. After about three weeks of exchanging handwritten letters - simply because they reminded you both of a simpler time and felt more personal - with Jonathan using a pseudonym to protect you, he invited you to visit London for a holiday.

And those five days you spent in London were some of the best five days of Jonathan's life. He delighted in your innocence, the way you happily took his arm and strolled through the city, randomly surprising him with kisses. Arm in arm, without a care in the world except for each other, enjoying all that life would have to offer…This is how it should be, Jonathan thought to himself as he gazed at the sparkle in your eyes, the color in your cheeks. He listened as you talked about everything you liked about London, everything that disgusted you, and everything you hoped for in the future, simply taking in the opportunity to just be with you.

After a few moments, you asked him about what he wanted in the future, and all Jonathan had to say was one word.

"You."

You looked up from your cup of tea. "Me?"

He took a breath. "Yes." Jonathan affectionately said your name, and reached for your hand. "I never grew up in a house with both parents, doting on me." He told you about how his life up until joining MI-6 was an abominable quest for order. How his time in the military and working in the hotel business was part of an aim to find a direction in his life, and how little happiness it truly brought him. How alone he felt whenever his life wasn't being threatened.

Jonathan sighed, not used to telling so much about himself in a single conversation, laying his heart out on the table to be cut into and devoured. "I promised myself that I would find the one person that I could care deeply for, and love them. I promised myself that I would make friends, find a home…a place to belong. Maybe someday become a parent."

You looked upon him lovingly. "That's beautiful, Jonathan."

He raised your hand to his lips and kissed it. "I want all of those things, and I want them with you." Jonathan declared, quiet enough for the two of you to hear. "These past days with you have been…incredible. When I look at you, I see everything that I have wanted, the life that I want to be living five years from now, ten years from now."

He continued, "You make me believe in a future that's worth building. The way you smile…, the way you look upon me and everyone with stars in your eyes…I want to be the one who keeps that smile on your face, the one who makes you laugh. I want to be the one who kisses you good night, and the first one you see in the morning. I want to be the one you come home to every evening, the shoulder you lean on."

Jonathan stroked the back of your hand with his calloused thumb. "I know it's soon, but if there is anything that I've learned, it's that when you see something worth keeping in your life, you do everything you can not to let her go. You just do it." He looked into your eyes. "Marry me?"

James Conrad from Kong: Skull Island

It was the third time this week James had a nightmare. After thrashing and groaning, fighting an invisible beast, James found it in himself to call you - his neighbor whom he'd been dating for two years - on the telephone. His forehead and his chest were dripping with sweat, his expression one of agony, when you approached his bed. It was obvious that he had been in a lot of pain.

James wasn't the type of person who wanted to expound upon the terrors he was feeling; he was a man of action who preferred expressing his emotions nonverbally. So, you respected that and simply talked about mundane things, things about civilian life that would temporarily distract James. As you both fell asleep, you made a mental note to remind James setting another appointment with his therapist, the one MONARCH had prescribed for him.

You woke up to an empty bed. It wasn't unusual for James to go out on an early morning walk to be alone with his thoughts. It was one of the things he'd learned from his therapist when he asked about how to be a better sweetheart to you while recovering from his trauma. You washed your face and brushed your teeth with a heavy heart, hoping it wouldn't be too long before you saw James again.

While you styled your hair, you heard the door unlock. James walked inside, carrying a bag of breakfast pastries. "Good morning." He greeted you in a low, casual voice.

"Good morning…" You would've asked if he slept well, but given the events of last night, that question made no sense. "I'm sorry I stayed over."

"No need to apologize." James set the pastries down and placed a kettle on the stove. While the water rose to a boil, James unwrapped the two chocolate croissants he bought, and glanced up to find you standing in the kitchen. You walked up to him slowly, and without missing a beat, James gently kissed you with an arm gently holding your waist. He murmured your name again, his breath warm against your lips. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

James gave you a chaste kiss on your forehead before going into his bedroom. "I brought breakfast for us both. Should I make us some eggs?"

"No need…" You watched James open one of his drawers. "Before I forget, do you want to make an appointment with your therapist?"

"Uh, I will." James returned to the kitchen with a small box in his right hand. "Thanks for reminding me."

"What is that?"

James took a deep breath. "Just something to thank you for last night,…and for everything you've done."

"James, you really didn't have to-"

"No. I've been wanting to do this for a year, it's time."

Your breath caught in your throat as James opened the box to reveal a small, simple sapphire ring. He began, "I should've done this sooner, and I'm a fool for not doing so." James fell to one knee, and you gasped. "Darling,…Over the years I've known you, you have helped me…become a man again. You've remained by my side as I've made attempts to return to civilian life. You've comforted me during my worst hours, and you have given me something worth living for."

"James…"

"You're someone worth fighting for." He laughs a little. "I love you. And if you let me, I will spend the rest of my life making you feel loved and caring for you in the ways that you have cared for me.

Darling, will you marry me?"

Magnus Martinsson from Wallander

"Marry me." Magnus groaned with relief when you brought him a plate of eggs, some coffee, and an aspirin. He was laying on your couch, hungover after a night out with you and some of his mates from the police station.

You simply rolled your eyes and laughed a little. "Eat your eggs, you'll feel better with some food inside you."

Magnus kept his eyes on you while you both drank coffee, his headache slowly diminishing. "That a yes?"

"No, Magnus." You flatly said. "You had a lot to drink last night. Just…eat your eggs and finish your coffee. I'm not saying yes to a guy that passed out on my couch after throwing up into the bushes outside."

He grimaced. "I did that?…Sorry." Magnus looked down and shoveled a forkful of eggs into his mouth. "Whatever, it was just a question, not like I meant it or anything." He pretended to brush off the matter. "You doing anything else today?"

"Tidying the house. You?"

Magnus closed his eyes for a moment to taste the savory flavor of the eggs. "i have a few things to do at the station for Kurt. Won't take long."

You and Magnus finished breakfast in silence before Magnus thanked you for letting him crash on your couch. "I'll see you soon." He said, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

You almost found it funny, the way he groaned for you to marry him, and chuckled to yourself. For all of his sarcastic quips and his cold exterior, there were times Magnus was an unintentional sweetheart. You'd known him for about seven months, how endearing he was whenever he tried to show off at darts or pool. You thought about the time he brought you soup every night when you had a flu that lasted for a week. And during that one time he showed up late to one of your date nights because of a case, he spent the rest of the evening simply snuggling with you until you fell asleep in each others' arms. It was one of the first times you'd ever seen him smiling so blissfully like a newborn baby.

About a few hours later, you could hear it rain outside, a bolt of thunder rumbling across the sky. While caught up in some trashy television, you heard a knock on the door.

There was Magnus, standing outside drenched from head to toe.

"Magnus, what are you-"

"I meant it." He confessed while the raindrops rolled down the sides of his face. "Marry me." He repeated when you asked him what he was talking about. Magnus reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small gold ring with three tiny diamonds. "You're the most perfect person in this entire world. And it's not just because you make the best eggs." He said, making you laugh. "You're stunning, even when you've just woken up. You put up with a lot, and…I can't really say what it is you do to me, but I can't help it. I…I…"

"I love you too, you crazy detective!" You finished.

"So, is that a yes?" Magnus asked again, with a big grin on his face as he presented the ring to you.

Robert Laing from High-Rise

"We need to talk." Robert broke the silence while the two of you shared a candlelit dinner in your flat.

All traces of a smile disappeared from your face instantly. Usually nothing good ever followed those four words.

You put your fork down. "What did you want to talk about?"

Robert looked you in the eye. "I moved to this high-rise to be alone, to be away from people. This…a relationship was the last thing that I wanted." He blinked, looking down at his plate for a moment. Then, he wiped his mouth with a napkin.

You tensed in your seat, preparing for the worst. God, Robert. If he was trying to break up with you, then he just picked the worst time possible.

The doctor stood up. "I thought I wasn't built for love…So I tried to be alone as much as I could, avoiding every chance to be attached to someone." He swallowed. "And then you came."

You let out a sigh, assuming that Robert was going to say something awful about your relationship.

"It was like I couldn't even recognize myself anymore. What you did to me…" Robert called your name and walked over to you. "I cannot go a day without hearing your quippy words…, without seeing you when I come home,…without kissing you. It's more than anything I have felt in years." He confessed, his fingers tracing the back of your chair. "If you were to disappear from my life, it would feel like losing everything I've ever known. And…truthfully, the idea of that terrifies me. Maybe I could live without you,…but I don't know if I would be able to call it living.

"So what are you trying to say?" You murmured.

Robert sighed. "Forgive me, I'm not used to having these conversations."

"It's okay."

"You did it again." The doctor remarked. "You're making me fall in love with you, sweetheart." Robert went to the coat closet where he kept his blazer, and pulled a small box from one of the pockets. He returned to your side. "What I'm trying to say is,…that I'm in love with you. I'm in love not only with you, but with the way that you make me…feel things. The way that you remind me that there's a future ahead of us both. A future that can be much more than just dreary parties and squabbles between the upper floors and lower floors. You make me very happy, darling, and I think that you should know that."

Robert took a deep breath and fell to one knee, next to your chair with the box opened to reveal a silver ring with a diamond heart. "Would you marry me, and make me an even happier man?"

Thomas Sharpe from Crimson Peak

You were sitting on the swing set in the garden of your family estate, enjoying the mid-morning sun and the gentle breeze. Idly moving your legs back and forth, you played with a small cluster of Baby's Breath in your lap. It was nice to be away from the bustling drama and the incessant gossip, and instead be surrounded by fresh air.

"My lady." You were awoken from your reverie by a smooth, vaguely familiar baritone that belonged to none other than Thomas Sharpe. He was a guest who'd been staying at an inn near your family's home, having joined your family for supper at least ten times in the past two weeks. In your eyes, he seemed mysterious and yet full of stories to tell, always having an anecdote about a place he'd visited or a trick to show you and your siblings. There was something about him that made you drawn to him as soon as he walked into a room, you were unable to articulate what it was.

"Good morning. What brings you here, Baronet?"

The baronet gave you a smile, and leaned against a tree, watching you enjoy yourself on the swings. "I was speaking to your father and his, erm, associates about a business venture."

"About clay, right? Mining it?"

Thomas nodded. "Precisely, my lady. And you, have you been enjoying your morning?"

You blushed as he took a step closer. "Yes, Baronet."

"No need for such formal titles now, my lady. We're not at a ball, nor are we at supper. ''Thomas' will do." He gently said. "May I share your company for a while, my lady, if it would not be much of a bother for you?"

You allowed him, giving the Baby's Breath to him as a token of affection. No, not a token of affection. Simply a nice gesture that would hopefully give you a place in Thomas's good books. Maybe he might even ask you for a dance at the next ball.

"Will you be attending the ball this Saturday, Bar- I mean, Thomas?"

He nodded, taking a moment to smell the flowers. "You?"

"I will."

"And have you chosen a gown, my lady?" Thomas decided to humor you a little. He smiled while you sheepishly described the dress that you had your eye on for that special occasion. "Well, I'm sure you will look divine wearing it, my lady. Do you often spend time here in the gardens, all by yourself."

"Yes. I enjoy the flowers, and the breeze. It's beautiful when the weather is pleasant."

"I can imagine, my lady. It's been a long time since I have relaxed in a garden." Thomas places the Baby's breath in his front pocket. "My lady, there is something I wish to know of you."

You stopped swinging, and asked him what it was.

"I would like to know if you would be interested in marrying me." Thomas knelt by your side, looking up at you with eyes that bore the same hue as a cloudless sky. "For some time, my lady, I have admired your numerous charms from afar. And with each passing day, my affections for you have grown stronger. I find myself thinking about you at the most unpropitious times of day." He sighs, "While I may not be a man of great fame or great brawn or of great wealth, I am a man of dignity." Thomas promised you, despite knowing it was a blatant lie. "I will make sure that you lack nothing as my wife. And to treat you with nothing but the compassion and the love that you deserve. All I ask in return, is that you try to find it in your heart to give me even an iota of your affections.

Would you be willing to do that, my lady?"

Jaguar Villain!Tom Hiddleston

Ever since you moved into the flat Mr. Hiddleston bought for you, the most powerful man in London always had a designated town car sent to pick you up from work or school every day. His favorite chauffeur would show up at the same time every weekday, give you a friendly greeting, and drop you off at your flat. And once you got there, you'd be greeted by a doorman that Mr. Hiddleston personally hired to make sure that you reached safely.

Today, however, the chauffeur did not drop you off at your flat. At least, not right away. "Monsieur Hiddleston had something different in mind for today," he said with a small grin, like he knew something was going on. The chauffeur dropped you off at the nail salon for a manicure paid for by your powerful beau.

After being pampered by the nail technician for about forty-five minutes, you returned to the town car to find a bag in the backseat with the word 'Harrods' on it. "You went shopping?" You asked the chauffeur while he drove you to your flat.

"Non, it was all Monsieur Hiddleston. He was keeping this dress on hold, and asked me to pick it up for you. He would like you to wear it tonight."

You thanked the chauffeur with a smile. Inside the bag was a beautiful Carolina Herrera gown in your favorite color. And right on cue, your phone buzzed with a text from your beau, asking if you liked his gift. As always, you texted back saying that it was perfect.

The chauffeur dropped you off at your flat, and asked you to be ready by seven-thirty…but not before taking a good look at your manicured nails and saying an early 'congratulations'.

"Gordon owes me a favor," Mr. Hiddleston bragged a little when he arrived in front of your building at seven-thirty sharp. He opened the door of his favorite black Jaguar, and helped you inside the front passenger seat. "You look stunning tonight, darling."

"You look amazing too," you couldn't help but say. It was the truth after all. "When you said Gordon, did you mean…?"

"We're going to the River Restaurant in the Savoy Hotel, darling." He kept one hand on the steering wheel, placing the other one on your knee. "Hungry?"

"Nervous," you sheepishly said.

"I'm here, nothing can harm you." He turned his eyes to the road. "Your fears are far behind you."

The moment you arrived, the host of the restaurant immediately led you both to one of the outdoor terraces, where there was a table for two set up. Mr. Hiddleston pulled the chair for you before sitting down, and a waiter poured both of you some Dom Pérignon.

"This is beautiful." You gushed, watching the most powerful man in London raise an invisible toast. You clinked your glass against his.

He replied with a dramatic flair. "Nothing compared to you."

"So…what did you to get this favor?" You leaned in and asked him while the waiter placed a charcuterie board for the two of you to share. "This is a seafood place, charcuterie isn't on the menu."

A twinkle in his cerulean eyes, Mr, Hiddleston fed you a piece of cheese. "That's confidential, darling. Just enjoy the night."

"I will."

The two of you made small talk about your day, and about Mr. Hiddleston's upcoming business trip to Paris. You would be going with him of course, Mr. Hiddleston would make sure of that. The waiter refilled your champagne, and your beau discretely gave him a twenty-pound note, whispering that it was time for the main course.

The waiter took about fifteen minutes to bring your elegantly-arranged entrees out onto the terrace. And as he came out, you could hear an orchestra from inside the hotel begin to play "All I Ask of You" from Phantom of the Opera.

"Enjoying yourself?" Mr. Hiddleston leaned forward with a smirk as he noticed you listening to the music.

You admitted this was one of the songs you enjoyed, and said it reminded you of the first time you'd ever heard of the musical. How much you wanted to be Christine in that moment, serenaded with the promise of a life with no more darkness.

"Well there's one more thing I have for you tonight, darling." With a smirk, Mr. Hiddleston reached into the pocket of his blazer, retrieving a small box labeled 'Harry Winston'. He slowly got out of his chair and made his way towards you.

You gasped, covering your mouth almost immediately. You swore you could feel your heart stop just for a moment when his eyes met yours. It all made sense now: the manicure, the accidental 'congratulations', the gown,…

"Oh my god…"

Mr. Hiddleston fell to one knee and opened the box, which contained a 1-carat diamond ring with a platinum band. "Love me. It's all I ask of you."

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littletrippyyhippyy · 1 year

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Neteyam taking the human reader for a ride in his ikran for the first time. He’s all protective and comforting (and lowkey amused at the reader) while the reader is lowk freaking out 😭

Omg - ngl I’ve had a dream about this once 😂 This one is a bit short but I hope you like it 💙

“Oh Mother Eywa” you whined as you followed Neteyam - mentally panicking the whole walk. You could hear him laugh under his breath - knowing you were scared to death but somehow managed to get you to go with him.

“My y/n, you’re okay - I’m here with you” he smiled softly as he rubbed your cheek - trying to calm your nerves. You laid your face into his large hand as he continued to rub it softly.

“I’m just a little scared” you admit. “I know, but you will be okay. I promise - it’s not like I am making you go alone” he laughed out. You sighed - nodding your head okay.

The walk was long - your much shorter legs having trouble keeping up. “Can we please piggy back?” You whined out - making Neteyam stop dead in his tracks. “You’re such a whiny baby” you scoffed as he turned around to look at you. “Okay ‘large blue Na’vi man who has legs 3 times the size as mine’, never mind”

Out of nowhere he picked you up - throwing you over his shoulder. “Neteyam Sully! Put me down!” You yelled. All you could hear was him snickering - continuing to walk to your next destination.

You tried your hardest to get out of his grasp - patting him hard on the back and messing with his braids. But, it was no use. Neteyam pinched your butt - making you gasp. “Hey!” You yelled once again.

“My y/n, you are a true piece of work” The amount of bickering and whining coming from you didn’t make you realize how much quicker the two of you made it to his ikran. Not until Neteyam let you down swiftly - looking at you with a wide smile.

“Oh wipe that off your face, you skxawng.” It only made him laugh. He loved seeing you this way. “Come on, eclipse is coming and I want to get going” Your nerves came back the moment he said that - your anxiety hitting you like a semi truck.

“I don’t know if this is a good idea” You said as you stepped back slowly. He huffed, getting down so you were eye to eye. “My love, you are okay. I promise this will be the shortest, safest ride.”

You finally gave in - letting him place you on the large banshee. The size difference between you and Neteyams ikran made a soft smile appear on his face once again. What a cute sight, seeing his little human on his ikran.

He wished he could take a picture and keep it forever. The day you explained what a Polaroid camera was to him - he’s been begging you and the rest of the base for one. Just so he can take special photos of his y/n.

You watched as Neteyam climbed on behind you - connecting his queue. “Can I touch him?” You asked quietly - staring down at the green colored animal. “As long as I’m with you, you can touch him anytime”

You nodded okay - slowly moving your much smaller hand down to touch the large creature. His skin was rough but beautiful - covered in yellow and brown stripes. You sometimes wished you could have your own - but being a human has kept you from even it being a small possibility.

“I’m about to take off - I’ll be holding onto you from behind and you can hold here” he said pointing to where his right hand would go. He slipped his left in front of you - grabbing you firmly in front of your belly. You could feel your body shake slightly. Neteyam planted a kiss on the side of your cheek - reassuring you that everything was okay.

“I’m taking off, my love. Hold on” you shook your head quickly - holding your breath as he was about to command his ikran to go. “Yah!” He yelled - your eyes getting wide as you felt him take off quickly.

“Holy fuuuuuck!” You yelled as the 3 of you dipped down - Neteyam holding onto you as tight as possible. He steadied his banshee - the two of you flying swiftly along the forest below you.

“See, my love. It’s not as bad as you thought.” You didn’t say a word - eyes wide as you tried to not look down. “I almost peed myself” you blurted out - making Neteyam laugh hysterically. “But you didn’t - which means you are okay” You sighed - agreeing with him.

The longer you flew - the more you grew to loving it. You would point at things you’d never seen - eyes lighting up each time. You were starting to love it - which made Neteyam quite happy.

After a while - the two of you ended the flight and made your way back to land. The moment you got off, you looked straight at Neteyam. “So when’s the next ride?” You asked smiling.

#neteyam x human reader #neteyam sully #neteyam x reader #avatar neteyam #neteyam #avatar the way of water #avatar twow

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fictionalmenaremytype · 3 months

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SEASON FINALE BABY LETS GOOO!!!!!

(Percy jackson ep 8 spoilers)

I'm just gonna start by saying if Disney doesn't renue this for a second season they are stupid and will have missed out on a harry Potter level phenomenon.

- LUKE MONOLOGUE HOLYSHIT ITS GIVING GOOD KID REPRISE

- HE IS KIND OF TERRIFYING IN THAT SWORD SCENE THO

- Ares' cackle. I love him .

- Ares just threw him like hulk did loki

- annabeth having to hold Grover back is so important to me because he's wanting to help percy but Annabeth knows this fight is to the death and any interruption would just get Grover killed.

- Annabeth also knowing he needs to prove himself as the son of poseidon and discover who he is.

- "let's kick the son of poseidon into a puddle right near the sea" I now understand why Athena is battle strategy and Ares is just war.

- THAT TSUNAMI JUST PARTING FOR PERCT US ICONIC AND HE JUST RUNS AND SWOOPS AND CUTS ARES

- my only critique is that Percy never does any movements to show its his power (which ik this is accurate to the books) but it comes off a little like he's just calling on Poseidon to do stuff. I wished they had some sort of indicator that it was Percy like maybe a slight movement or having the water pull back from the puddle he fell in and into the sea.

- I did think the fight was a little quick tbh but it still worked.

- the way I screamed "close your eyes close your eyes close your eyes!" When he was about to show his true form.

- woooh Hades helm

- The cabin looks fuckung terrifying rn

- I haven't seen the end of credit scene yet but I'm predicting it's going to be Sally with Gabe's statue.

- Alecto just wanted to get tho boss his hat back!

- "please" "good luck on Olympus" I thought she was going to be nice but noooo she's still a bitch.

- Annabeth trying to stop Percy from going because they're friends now and she's worried for his safety. I love Leah she is AMAZING.

- "I'm done running from monsters" THAT LINE OMG THE WRITERS ROOM ATEEEE

- THE NECKLACE?? THE MUSIC?? "You're gonna need all the luck you can get." Is so sweet and so patronising she is perfect. Leah is Annabeth Chase she has cyclops powers and just embodies her!

- "how sure are we you couldn't explain everything in an email?" So relatable Grover so relatable.

- "I'm here to see Zeus." Lightning bolt on the table " I don't have an appointment"

- THIS SHOWS ART DEPARTMENT HOLY SHITT OLYMPUS IS STUNNING WTF

- it is so so obvious when you know abt Luke that yes trying to recruit Percy to his side.

- LUKE REALLY JUST SET ANNABETH UP TO BE THE TRAITOR THERE WHAT!

- can someone build this olympus on minecraft please I want to exploreee.

- zeus (rip Lance Reddick we miss you) just waiting on his throne is terrifying.

- The thrown room being in a thunder cloud has so much messaging behind it! It is pathetic fallacy at its finest.

- Zeus is scary. I don't like it. Literal goosebumps rn.

- "your family is a mess" you tell him Percy. Be his therapist

- WHEN HE TRIED TO STRIKE PERCY OH MY GOD POSEIDON SURRENDERING

- "your forbidden son who should've never been born" "the same as your thalia" Poseidon learnt some sass I see.

- THE GREEK IS INGENIOUS.

- "make sure I never see this one again." Well I hate to break it to you sir but you will...a lot

- "obedience doesn't come naturally to you does it?" "No...sir." "the sea does not like to be retrained." CAUSE THE SEA DOESNT LIKE TO BE RESTRAINEDDDDD

- Percy not immediately knowing Greek is such a slept upon lart of the books because they have lessons in it.

- Poseidons smile about Sally.

- "Ares is a moron." The only thing Poseidon and Athena agree on.

- Aww they finally had father son time. Its so emotional and beautiful and its made me emotional.

- the line of applause and I'm just looking for Travis and Connor.

- The hugging is a thing.

- "an accusation against clarisse." "Without proof" annabeth has a feeling!

- honestly adding Clarisse as a traitor and using that to get Percy and Luke alone makes more sense to me given that they know someone at camp stole the bolt.

- I think now is the time to say how Charlie is amazing for Luke he's so sinister when he wants to be l.

- luke making him go through the Prophecy before he reveals and percy slowly realising why Omg chills.

- the red lighting on Luke highlighting his scar.

- luke looking like he's about to cry

- "I didn't think you'd give them to Grover." "I'm here to recruit" AH

- BACKBITER CAN OPEN PORTALS NOW THIS IS A WHOLE NEW LEVEL OF OVER POWERED !!!!!

- LUKE AND PERCY FIGHT LUKE AND OERCY FIGHT.

- Is that a silhouette in the background???

- " I met your dad" THE ANGER OMG

- the fight with Ares being short is made up for by this fight. Under the fireworks? In the woods? It's stunning!!!!

- PERCYS APOLOGY OMG I FELT SO BAD FOR HIM HES SCARED AND CONFUSED AND STILL TRYING TO SEE THE BEST IN LUKE.

- YES ANNABETH. THROWING HER DAGGER AT LUKE?!? I HOPE THAT KNIFE BECAUSE PART OF ANNABETHS CHARACTER BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE SO COOL. I KNEW I SAW A SILHOUTTE

- " Annabeth?" " I heard everything" I KNEW SHE HAD HER SUSPICIONS

- " He can be very very persuasive" "I'm very very stubborn"

- MR D LOVE HIM

- "Percy? That's your name?"

- I was half expecting Dionysus to do an Oprah and say " you get out and you get out"

- Annabeth saying goodbye to Thalia is so sweet

- " and then sone place called Disney World?" She's never seen a movie she's going to be so confused. "Which kind of sounds like water land but with less trying to kill you" Yeah.

- the way he smiles at her is so cute.

- "wait did I read that wrong. What am I walking into. Is there something you're supposed to do there?" "Just be a kid"

- aww Grovers searcher licence is a flower

- "but no ones ever thought to check the seas!" Nice set up Disney I see you.

- "we meet back here next year." Well you will eventually.

- THE GROUP HUG (if we get up to season 5 I expect editors to make edits of them hugging at 16 to them hugging at 12)

- The cabin and Sally <3

- "what happened?" "It's a long story."

- WHAT JUST HAPPNED OMG ANOTHET DREAM OMG KRONOS I DONT LIKE THIS HES TOO CLOSE OMG GO AWAY DONT INVITE HIM IN HES LIKE A VAMPIRE. HES SCARY SCARY SCARY.

- "no kidding kiddo it's time to wake up." So cute.

- "grandpa." "Don't call him that."

- "Don't forget to tell your mom how much you love her today." "Kronos Lord of the titans said that?" The lying and secrets has begun

- NO GABE WOOH

- THE ENDING MONOLOGUE

- HOW MUCH DID WALKER SCOVELL GROW OVER FILMING HES SO TALL NEXT TO SALLY AND THE DOOR FRAME.

- Sally divorcing gabe is much much better than her just turning him to stone because it gives the message that she now recognises her son can look after himself and now she doesn't have to protect him anymore.

- GABE ASKING THE LAWYER HOW TO PICK A LOCK IS SO FUNNY

- I really like how it's his own hate for percy and everything percy has that gets him killed rather than straight up homicide. It really sets the idea that people like that will find their own downfall (which is ironic bc this trope is commonly used in ancient Greek tragedies)

season one of percy jackson is stunning. It's a masterpiece even with the changes and whilst there was definitely some timing issues and the cut to black became annoying, it was very, very good. If it is renewed for another season, it has a lot of potential, and I will be very excited to see how they adapt The Sea of Monsters for screen.

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #annabeth chase #pjo tv show #pjo series #walker scobell #grover underwood #percy jackson season 1 finale

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nishayuro · 7 months

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The way I loved you - Bakugo Katsuki

Collection: Spotify playlist song prompts

Genre: Angst, Hurt/No comfort

GN! Reader

A/N:okay so the way I do these is I spin a wheel for songs, for fandom then character. and when the way i loved you came out and MHA got chosen as the fandom I was like, “omg what if bakugo…” and iT WENT TO BAKUGO’S SDFGHJ THIS IS FATE

Synopsis: You’re happy, you’re with the perfect guy, you’re living the ideal romance that everyone dreams of. But why do you still long to be in his arms?

“He says everything I need to hear, and it's like I couldn't ask for anything better”

Perfect. Ideal. Came out of a fairytale. These are all words that people describe when they see you with your partner, and you can’t even deny.

It’s true, he’s charming, intelligent, strong, loving, caring, loyal, and all these other perfect qualities. You feel like you’ve hit the jackpot.

“Love?” a voice calls out, you snap out of your thoughts and look towards the man in front of you, your boyfriend of 2 years. “oh , yeah sorry just got lost in thought” you said, giving him a smile.

“Hmm, penny for your thoughts?” he grinned, holding out a hand towards you. “Just thinking of how perfect you are” you admitted, a smile adoring your face.

“Oh? Well, you, my dear, are more perfect than one could ever hope to be. How’d I get lucky to even pull you? I have no idea, "he teased, linking his arms with yours. “Let’s go, we don’t want to be late for our date” you say, pulling him out the door. “Oh and by the way, you look wonderful tonight” he says, pressing a kiss on your hand.

“And he says, "You look beautiful tonight" And I feel perfectly fine”

The drive to the restaurant was quick, both of you joking to each other on the way. When you got there, he got out of the car to open your side, escorting you out. “Wow, what a gentleman~” you teased. “Only the best for my love,” he replied. You both walk towards the entrance, hand in hand. As he confirmed your reservations with the receptionist, your eyes scanned the place.

Big glass windows lined the walls, giving a wonderful view of the city lights. The ceiling was lined with fancy chandeliers, illuminating the room with a wondrous glow. You're thinking about how well the lighting will be for your pictures later on. A waiter leads you both to a table near the sides, a bit secluded but still gives a great view of the whole room.

He pulls out your chair, sitting you down before he sits down himself. As you ordered your food, you both decided to indulge in conversation, like how your parents are inviting him over for a birthday party, or how your brother was asking him if he’d like to join them in a basketball match next week.

This is the romance you’ve dreamt of since young. This is the life you’ve always wanted. But why, as you move your gaze to the table behind him, do your eyes hold a sense of sorrow and longing?

“But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain, And it's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name”

Your relationship with Katsuki Bakugo was one you’d call imperfect. He was loud, brash, and arrogant. He’d often be late to dates, coming home late at night and leaving early in the morning, and forgetting important dates because of the nature of his job as a hero. As much as you tried to understand him, it was just too much.

You couldn’t live like that anymore, living with uncertainty, living like he’s not even part of your life. Soon, one fight turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into a screaming fest at 2 am.

“Holy shit, Katsuki! Is it so much to ask for you to make just a bit of time for me?!” you screamed, tears threatening to fall. “Do I look like I can?! Hero work is already stressful enough, I don’t even get an ounce of rest before I’m called back again!” he shouts back, annoyance visible in his voice.

You pace the room, tears running down your face. “Why are we still even in a relationship then?! I can’t live like this anymore, Katsuki! I can’t live like this anymore. I can’t live like you don’t even exist in my life…” you cried, grabbing a jacket and leaving through the front door of his apartment.

“You're so in love that you act insane, And that's the way I loved you”

“Y/N! Wait!” Katsuki shouted, running after you, rain pouring down like it's insulting him. “Y/N, please!” he shouts, catching up to you and encasing you in his arms. “Please, don’t go…” He whispers, eyes looking into yours. And even though Katsuki was loud, brash and arrogant, you still loved him. He was still your Katsuki. So in a moment of weakness, your lips connected with his.

You pulled away to catch your breath, looking him in the eye. As much as you loved the man in front of you, you still can’t see yourself living that life, not even with him.

“I’m sorry, Kats. But I really can’t anymore. I love you, but this is goodbye.” You declared, placing one last kiss on his lips before turning back and walking away. He stared at your retreating figure, his own tears mixing in with the rain, weeping with him for the end of his 3 years with you.

“He can't see the smile I'm faking, And my heart's not breaking”

His bright red eyes caught your (e/c) coloured own. He was… on a date? You looked at the person he was with, and your heart clenched. Why are you feeling this? You’re on a date of your own. “Honey, you good?” your partner asked, concern evident in his face. “I’m fine, just got distracted by the decoration” you lie, you feel guilty. It's been years, and he’s still lingering in your heart.

You tried to ignore Katsuki at the other table, your partner making that a little easier. A waiter comes to your table and places down a dish in front of you, “Oh, we didn’t order dessert yet.” You said, motioning to the dish. “No, I actually did.” Your boyfriend interrupted, a smile on his face.

The waiter opens the lid and you see a cake with a drawing of a ring. Oh fuck. You thought, your boyfriend got down on one knee, a box in hand. Your eyes widen, looking around, you spot those same red eyes, wide as well and staring back at you.

Your boyfriend went on with his proposal speech, while your mind was running a mile a minute. You love him, but you’re conflicted… “Y/N, will you make me the happiest man and marry me?” and there it is, the question.

“And I never knew I could feel that much, And that's the way I loved you”

You looked at him, still in shock. Your eyes drifted to the back, Katsuki was no longer looking at you or the scene, he had his full attention towards his date. And you realized, even if your heart still yearned for him. You will never go back, you can’t go back.

You looked towards your boyfriend, a smile plastered on your face. This was your dream life, you’re living your fantasies. You have what you wanted, even if it wasn’t him.

“Yes, Eijiro… Yes.” You answered.

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janners · 1 year

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Replaced Feelings

Pairings : Neteyam(18) x reader, Lo’ak(17) x reader, Neteyam x oc

Warnings : unrequited love..?, angst, fluff, happy ending

word count : 12.3k

a/n : Originally I was going to post this like a day or two ago but it came out much longer than I had anticipated so editing took forever. Was also going to have a depressing ending for this but decided against it so you’re welcome. It is also safe to say that I don’t like this work. I feel like some parts are rushed and some dragged out for too long but oh well.

You and Neteyam have known each other since you were just small infants. Mothers being close friends, basically sisters. Always attached to the hip, playing with each other, even fighting over small toys. Not that the fights were serious, mostly bickering with each other. Doing everything together through thick and thin, not even batting an eye.

“Pasuk! We shouldn’t be doing this. Our mothers will kill us if they find out were sneaking out to the forest”

Pasuk, a nickname Neteyam gave you because in his words “you are as sweet as a berry” and you loved it.

“Ah don’t be such a prrnen teyam. We will only be gone for a couple minutes''

Laughing, you start running into the forest, only for Neteyam to roll his eyes and follow you. He wonders why you had insisted that he had to come immediately even risking your ears getting talked off by your mothers. He continues following you though lagging behind as you were quite fast.

“Hurry up you slowpoke!”

“I'm trying! Not my fault you are weirdly fast”

You squint your eyes at him sticking your tongue out. He does it back while trying to catch up to you. Suddenly you stop making Neteyam smack right into your back, resulting in you both falling to the ground.

“OW why did you stop? Made me smack my nose into your back you skxawng!”

“Oh shush, this is what I wanted to show youuu”

Hearing the excitement in your voice, he finally looks up seeing a beautiful clear pond. The pond was so clear you could see all the little creatures swimming in it especially with the bioluminescent plants surrounding it.

“Woah”

Neteyam looked around with a wide smile and wonder in his eyes. You couldn’t help but stare at him because for you, his opinion mattered. He meets your eyes and starts talking about how amazing the area is.

“This is so cool! This can be our hideaway”

You glimmer at the idea of having a place that only you and Neteyam knew. Next thing you know, you and Neteyam start to point and make ideas of how they could make this place theirs and theirs only.

The next few years, your relationship grew closer than ever. Though with Neteyam training as the next Olo’eyktan, you don’t see each other as often as you wished you did. Throughout the years you also couldn’t help but develop feelings for your friend. You admired everything about him. The way his hair swings, his gentle, kind eyes when talking with you, his smile and laughter all caused by you.

Never have you acted on those feelings. Afraid that it would not be reciprocated and end up hurt. Always having to push those feelings down like it was bile coming up from your throat. With these thoughts whirling through your head while sitting in your secluded spot, you didn’t notice the rustling coming from behind you.

Neteyam had just finished his daily duties, now tired just wanting to talk to someone. That someone would be you, the only person that could cheer him up. All his life, you were the one who would truly understand what he was feeling. Sometimes you wouldn’t always understand but you provided him words of comfort. Those words are enough for him because he knows you are true to your words. Seeing you sitting there gave him the idea to scare you. Knowing that you’re probably daydreaming, he took the chance to slowly creep up behind you and jump.

“RAH”

“AH HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK TEYAM”

He doubled over laughing seeing how you reacted. You smacked his arm since he scared the living daylights out of you. Eventually you laugh along with him. Moments like these bring you much happiness.

“Why did you do that!?”

“Well I saw you daydreaming like always and saw it as an opportunity to scare you. You seriously need to stop doing that before you end up getting eaten by a palulukan”

Still laughing, both of you started fighting playfully. Flipping each other over, running around trying to catch each other. Neteyam loved moments like these, it gives him the time to feel like a child again. The feeling of being free.

Panting out of breath from constantly running, you both plop onto the soft grass beneath. Staring into the dark sky and looking at the stars. Finally asking Neteyam about his day.

“How was training and doing your mighty Olo’eyktan duties” teasingly asking, Neteyam sighs

“The usual, more of dad nagging at me and having to take on Lo’aks mistakes AGAIN”

You chuckle softly, knowing how Neteyam and Lo’ak get when he makes mistakes. Lo’ak only being a year younger, you had also formed a good friendship with him.

“You know, you don’t have to keep taking the blame for Lo’ak, at some point he will have to take the blame himself.”

“What kind of brother would I be if I didn’t”

You shrug not really knowing how to answer as you are an only child.

“You would still be a good one in my eyes”

He found solace in your words. He turns to you giving you a soft smile, a smile that makes your stomach churn.

“I think it is best we start heading back now before they set the alarms for a missing son”

You smiled widely while he rolled his eyes at you. Standing up and giving each other a tight embrace before bidding each other goodnight. Now parting ways, you enter your space greeting your mother.

“Out a bit late weren’t we?”

Giving you a knowing look, cheeks heating up and denying her unsaid claims quickly.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about sa’nok”

“Mhm if you say so”

Your mother always knew that you had feelings for the young boy. She could only worry, as it seemed as though the boy didn’t see you the same way you saw him. She could only pray that nothing bad would happen to you.

Neteyam now returning, he sees that Lo’ak is still awake. No surprise there really, he always tends to stay up later than the rest. Though Lo’ak was surprised that Neteyam came this late, it is unusual for him to see his perfect brother out during this time.

“What are you doing out so late? I had to cover for your ass since you didn’t come back.”

“That is none of your business little brother”

Lo’ak squints his eyes at him. The only reasons that Neteyam would be out breaking rules would have to be because of another. But even that seemed like unusual behaviour from his brother.

“You were with someone weren’t you?”

“What makes you say that”

“You seem a bit too happy especially after training and such”

“Still do not know why you want to know”

A brief pause between them as Lo’ak realises who he was with. Ears now pulled back, jealousy visible. Of course, the only person he would break rules with.

“You were with y/n weren’t you?”

Neteyam is now confused as to why Lo’ak seems irritated with his own words.

“Why does that matter? So what if I was with y/n, she is my closest friend”

Hearing those words “friend” makes him even more irritated. Ever since you guys had gotten close, he’s seen the looks you send to Neteyam. Eyes full of love and admiration, just watching it pains him. Envious, he bumps into his brother's shoulder wanting to go for a calming flight with his Ikran before he lets his feelings get out of hand.

“Whatever, I’ll be back late”

Neteyam watches his brother leave, still unsure what he had done to make his brother mad.

You had been tossing and turning unable to sleep. Deciding that a late night flight may help. Walking to where your Ikran is resting you spot Lo’ak seemingly with the same plans as you.

“Lo’ak!” You shouted quietly, not wanting to disturb any clan members. Ears perking, spinning to the sound of your voice.

“y/n? Why are you here?” The question comes off a bit rude instead of curious.

“What, I can't have late night flights either? Feels like you don’t want me here”

You had only wanted that sentence to come off as a joke, but Lo’ak got flustered trying to rephrase what he had said.

“NO… I mean no no I didn’t mean it like that, I- I uh just meant you know I don’t see you up here often during this hour and you know I was just wondering why you were up here”

His rambling made you laugh. He looked at you, he felt relief knowing that you were just joking. He nudges your shoulder airly as you're laughing.

“Hey its not funny”

“You’re right sorry” Holding in more of your laughter, but you couldn’t and started laughing harder making your stomach and cheeks hurt.

“Haha it must be so funny laughing at me huh. Just tell me why you are here, you never answered me”

“S-sorry, it’s just your face, it was too funny not to laugh at. Though to answer your question, I couldn’t sleep”

Upon hearing that, Lo’ak plucked some courage to ask you if you wanted to join him since it seemed as though you were going to take a flight as well. You agree much to his relief. He was a nervous wreck inside as you guys never had much one on one time with each other. Most time spent together was with his other siblings. Now having you to himself for once, his heart could not calm down. Gliding through the air together, Lo’ak has yet to talk to you since taking off. Lost in thought and you had noticed.

“Lo’ak!”

You shout while pointing towards one of the floating mountains signalling that you wanted to land. Mounting off your Ikran and Lo’ak following behind you. You find a nice patch of grass to sit on and pat the spot next to you. He takes a seat and wonders why you wanted to land.

“It seems as though you have something bothering you Lo’ak. You can tell me, I promise I won’t tell anyone”

Softly smiling at him, he decided to speak his mind.

“Do, do you like Neteyam?”

He wanted to know a solid answer even if he suspected how you felt. He wanted to hear it from you. In no way did you expect this question. You looked at him with wide eyes, cheeks heating up again. Silence for a solid minute before you thought it was okay to speak.

“I do… a lot. But it is not like he returns those feelings. There are plenty of woman who are much better than me who are fit for teyam”

“You must be insane”

Turning to Lo’ak with a stunned look. Waiting for him to explain what he had meant by that. As for Lo’ak, he could not believe what he had just heard. First you confirmed your feelings for Neteyam but that went over his head as you mentioned how you felt that you were less than others.

“You are way better than many women in our clan, and so what if a few may excel in some things. You are perfect the way you are, any man in the clan would be extremely lucky to have you. Even Neteyam”

Saying his brother's name pained him, but you being happy was his top priority even if it meant you liking Neteyam.

“If I hear you bringing yourself down, I may just have to knock some sense into you. Like it’d be crazy if anyone denied that you were beautiful”

That last sentence slipped out of his mouth. He quickly looked down, a bit embarrassed that he had blurted that out. You on the other hand were at a loss of words. The only times you’ve been called beautiful were from your mother. Not even Neteyam has called you beautiful, only sweet. Knowing that someone feels as if you are worth something has tears gathering in your eyes.

“You think I'm beautiful?”

Lo’ak slowly brings his head up, making eye contact with you giving you the most sincere face. Playing with his fingers he opens his mouth.

“Of course… you’d have to be stupid to not think that”

He mumbles but you catch everything. You bring him into a tight hug knocking the air out of him. Lo’ak was stunned by the sudden embrace but slowly brought his arms up to hug back with a small squeeze. Never did you think that you’d be having this intimate moment with the younger brother but it felt right. Breaking the hug giving Lo’ak a final pat on the head. Lo’aks tail swishing back and forth with a faint purple hue on his cheeks. He couldn’t help but feel gleeful having a special moment like that with you.

Flying back you guys stole glances at each other and bumping Ikrans with loud shouts and light-hearted laughs. Unfortunately for Lo’ak, the night had come to an end when sending you off back home. Both now asleep with content smiles on their faces.

Feeling refreshed from the night before you go in search of Neteyam knowing that today was one of his off days. During these types of days, you and Neteyam would always take a stroll around the forest finally ending up at the hideaway. Walking through the village, greeting passing members of the clan, you finally spot Neteyam on training grounds.

“Teyam! I thought today you were free?”

Neteyam, startled by your sudden appearance, shot the arrow and missed his target. He sighs.

“Sorry Pasuk, I wanted to train a bit this morning just to enhance my skills a bit more”

Looking at you with apologetic eyes.

“Do you know when you will be finished then?”

Asking a bit eagerly as it’s been a while hanging out during the daytime. Even if you saw him last night, you missed him.

“I do not think I will be any longer. You can wait if you’d like but I can’t assure you that I will be of any entertainment”

Chuckling softly, telling him that it is okay and that you don’t mind waiting at all. If it was Neteyam you could wait an eternity for him. You sat down, a small distance away from him just admiring him. During these times you couldn’t help but just stare, his perfect stance, his focused face. Everything about him was… perfect. An aching feeling now returns, still knowing that he probably doesn’t return the same feelings. Distracted by your thoughts once again, you didn’t see the girl approaching Neteyam.

“NETE!”

Your ears perk up hearing a loud shrieking. Lifting your head up you see Fipxe, the one girl you couldn’t help but dislike. It wasn’t like she was rude or anything, it was the complete opposite. Fipxe was a very bright girl, also coming from a good family. Not only was she pretty but pleasant to be around. The one reason you don’t like her is because Neteyam seemed to like her around. He had that glimmer in his eyes that you had for him.

“Fipxe, nice to see you. Do you need something?”

Neteyam had asked in a soft tone. Your ears turned down seeing the interaction between the two.

“I was hoping we could walk around together after you finished your training here?”

He looked in your direction seeing that he wasn’t sure what to say. You decided to interrupt and speak for him in a polite tone.

“He was just about finished so he should be able to join you soon”

He turned to you with a confused expression because you had plans with him first. Instead you wave him off with a faint smile but it doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

“Pasuk, I thought we were going to walk around?”

“It is okay teyam. You spend enough time with me already, now hurrying and finish you don’t want to keep the girl waiting”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes I am sure, now stop stalling and finish with training”

You wave goodbye and watch them interact with each other. Your chest felt as if it was on fire. Not wanting to watch the scene anymore you sped away to distract yourself. Not knowing what to do, you just sat in your home and started to weave some more clothing items to keep unwanted thoughts away. Your mother walked in seeing you sat on the ground just radiating with sadness.

“What is wrong maite? You are usually with Neteyam these days are you not?”

Hearing his name again made you sink deeper into your sadness

“It is nothing, he had other plans so I am just keeping busy”

She knew something was wrong and pulled you into a hug giving you a squeeze. As you were hugging you heard someone opening the flaps of your home. It was Lo’ak. He gave your mother a quick greeting.

“Um hi miss l/n, is it okay if I stole your daughter for the day if she isn’t busy or anything”

Ears perking, seeing Lo’ak awkwardly standing at the entrance. Your mother nudged you, taking it as her wanting you to go out. Standing up greeting Lo’ak with a light punch on the shoulder. He took that as you being free, tail now swiping back and forth excited to show what he had planned. Your mother is looking at the scene with a faint smile.

Before Lo’ak had the idea to come to you, he saw that his brother wasn’t with you at all. Instead he saw him with another girl, and from the corner of his eyes he saw you walk away from their direction. He knew that something went wrong since you and Neteyam were always with each other. Quickly he formed an idea of things to do with you while slowly heading towards your space. Now with you standing beside him it was like his mind went blank.

“Soo Lo’ak, why did you need me?”

“Well uh, I uh”

Now stuttering over his own words, purple flushing his cheeks. You noticed and thought that it was adorable. Swatting those thoughts away, you must've thought you were insane for thinking that when you like Neteyam, his brother.

“I uh, I thought we could hangout today seeing you aren’t with Neteyam…”

Seeing your ears turn down again at the thought, he was quick to stray away from mentioning Neteyam.

“I wanted to see if you’d like to go exploring with me or fly around?”

Finally perking up hearing those ideas, you gladly accept. Wanting to forget about Neteyam for a little while. Lo’ak sighing in relief knowing that you seem happier now. Both walking together side by side talking about small things and asking how Tuk and Kiri were. Along the way you had stopped Lo’ak to tell him that you wanted to check something real quick. That something was the hideaway. Telling him to stay put, you quickly dart towards the place promising Lo’ak you’ll be back in a sec.

You had dropped your hand blade the other night, guessing it might’ve fell while messing around with Neteyam. Reaching the said area, you froze in your spot hearing two familiar voices. You closed your eyes not wanting to see what you think it may be. Opening your eyes ever so slowly, you peak over the bush. Your chest never ached this hard ever before, it felt as if it had been torn out. The sight was Fipxe and Neteyam sitting beside each other in your special spot. They were laughing and pushing each other around. It felt as if you’d been replaced by the person you had been most worried about. You were able to hold in your feelings when it came to letting Neteyam be happy with someone else but this was something you could not forgive him for.

Not wanting to watch any further, you took off as fast as you could with tears gathering in your eyes threatening to fall at any second. Neteyam on the other hand had catched a glimpse of you. Eyes widening he apologised quickly to Fipxe and took off after you.

“PASUK. Y/N i can explain!”

Not wanting to hear his words you run even faster with tears now streaming down your face. Lo’ak had heard some shouting from a distance wondering what had happened. He saw you running towards him, he smiled but quickly faded seeing that you were crying. Quickly grabbing you before you could run past him.

“Why are you crying? What happened?”

At that moment Neteyam had finally caught up, seeing you in the embrace of Lo’ak. He felt a small twinge in his heart seeing the scene before him. Never did he mean for you to see that nor to make you cry. He wanted to reach out and comfort you but he retracted his hand as his brother gave him a deadly look.

Lo’ak knew right away once his brother emerged from the plants. He gave his brother a look of warning while comforting you in his arms. They start walking away with him rubbing your back. Neteyam could only walk away back to Fipxe, but hoping he could talk to you later at night knowing right now wasn’t the best time.

Crying now settled to sniffling, still in the arms of Lo’ak, grateful that he was here with you. He quietly spoke asking if you wanted to go somewhere more secluded. You nod slightly, now heading towards his Ikran as you weren’t fully stable enough to ride yours. He sat you infront of him, securing his arms around your frail body ready to take off. Flying smoothly through the air, now having a steady breath and heart rate. You lean into Lo’aks warm body until you were able to find a small area to land.

Landing softly on some plush grass on top of the mountains, Lo’ak helps you off his Ikran. Thoughts are still running through your mind, so many questions unanswered. Flinching when Lo’ak touched your shoulder, pulling you out of your thoughts. He holds your hand, guiding you to a flat area for you to settle on. Though reaching the spot, he still didn’t let go of your hand. Rather, he tightened his grip but not enough to hurt you.

Laying in silence, looking up towards the sky lost in thought once again. Instead of thoughts of Neteyam, it was thoughts about Lo’ak. How lucky you were to have him with you right now. Now thoughts filled with questions once again.

“Lo’ak?”

He turns towards you humming

“Is there something wrong about me?”

His eyebrows furrowed, not understanding what you had meant by that.

“What are you talking about?”

“I mean, is there something about me that’s… unlikeable?”

He gave you an even more furrowed look, speechless with what you had just asked. He sat up grabbing both of your hands.

“No no absolutely not, you are extremely likeable. Whoever says anything different is crazy!”

You gave him a doubtful look not fully believing his statements. He sees through you and gently places his hand on your cheek.

“Y/n”

He tenderly spoke, plucking up the courage to say what he always has wanted to say.

“Ever since I've met you, I’ve always thought you were the most stunning girl out of everyone in the clan. Not only that, you’re kind-hearted, clever, and overall breathtaking. You always knew what to say when I’m having a hard time with everything. You speak to me with the sweetest tone and it is always reassuring for me knowing that you understand me.”

You place your hand over his, tears flooding once again. Tears of joy and a bright smile.

“Thank you Lo’ak”

A comfortable silence settled between the both of you. Staring at the stars. Lo’ak felt happy but there was just one thing gnawing at him endlessly. He didn’t want to ruin the mood but he needed to know why you still like Neteyam.

“Y/n?”

You hum looking towards him.

“I know you may not want to talk about this but I have to get it off my chest. Why do you still like Neteyam?”

Sorrow now falls over your once relaxed face. You knew it wasn’t good to keep all of this to yourself but the topic was always so difficult to talk about. You could only huff out air through your nose but you knew you could confine yourself to Lo’ak.

“Neteyam and I have been together ever since we were just babies. Growing up together, I couldn’t help but develop feelings for him. He was always kind to me and protected me. He possessed so many qualities that I couldn’t help but fall for him more. What made my feelings even more solid was the fact that we had a special place together, a hideaway. That was one of the reasons I was crying earlier. He was there when I stopped to check if my blade was there. He was with Fipxe, in our hideaway. That hideaway is so dear to me but seeing him there with someone else who isn't me broke me a little inside seeing I am so easily replaced. To answer your question, I don’t know. Normally after something like that you’re supposed to be mad but all I feel is disappointment. There is a part of me that wants to believe that it was a mistake but only one could dream. I’m in conflict with my own feelings and thoughts everyday.”

Fresh tears now fall on your cheeks. The aching feeling returns worse than before making it feel hard to breathe. Lo’ak acted fast pulling you into a tight embrace. You could only cry harder.

“It hurts so much Lo’ak”

You dig deeper into his chest wanting to get rid of the pain in your chest. He could only pull you closer and caress your head whispering words of consolation.

The flight back was silent after calming down, both unable to speak after the confession. Dismounting the Ikran, Lo’ak gave you one last hug before parting ways. You walked straight back home unable to control your thoughts with a hazy look on your face. Your head faced towards the ground, you bumped into someone's chest. You looked up to apologise, words stuck in your throat as you saw Neteyam with a desperate look on his face.

You try to walk past him not wanting to talk to him. He grabs your arm making you turn to him trying to shake him off.

“Let go Neteyam!”

He went wide-eyed, not once have you called him his full name.

“Pasuk please, I just want to explain”

Ears going back, giving him a hardened look. You hiss

“I do not want to talk about that”

Still attempting to shake his hand off your arm. Instead he grabs both arms now fully facing him.

“Please”

His voice strained, only wanting to talk. Face softening, you nod faintly letting him talk once more. He looks at you gratefully.

“I swear we were just walking and talking but we ended up near our hideaway. She saw it and started walking towards it and I couldn't stop her.”

You squint your eyes at him. Annoyance now taking over.

“You couldn’t stop her or you didn’t bother to tell her? You know fully well you could’ve told her that it wasn't her place to be there as it’s our special place!”

You were now enraged with the excuse Neteyam had spat out. You could not believe what you were hearing at all frankly. Neteyam now looked upset, blurting out something that broke your heart even more tonight.

“You think I would tell that to a girl I’ve been courting? “Our special place” you say, we aren't children anymore so grow up!”

Staring at him with disbelief, this was not the boy you once befriended nor one you fell for. The words “courting” are now ringing in your ears. All this time he kept this from you while you kept falling deeper and deeper. Your voice is weak, barely getting a word out.

“You’re courting her?”

Regret filling his face, he didn’t want you knowing just yet about his courtship to Fipxe. His tone is now quiet as well.

“I am…”

Mind trailing back to him saying that you were childish for mentioning “our special place.” Anger now apparent on your face once more.

“Not only that, you call me childish?! That place has been special to me since we were kids, the place where we meet and only us”

Sadness now takes over your anger not understanding why he was acting this way. Neteyam now had a stern look.

“Y/n, I feel it is time for us to put our youth behind us. We are at the age where we will have to find a mate. Not only that, I have to start living up to the Olo’eyktan title soon. I cannot continue running around with you even if you are my friend.”

“Are you hearing yourself, you are such a hypocrite. You say that you can’t run around with me when you are doing the exact same thing with Fipxe.”

Voices now get louder by the second and the aching feeling in your chest gets tighter. So tight it was like you couldn’t get a breath of air.

“That is different! I like Fipxe, you are only a friend”

“Only a friend” echoing in your mind. That is how he always viewed you and nothing more… nothing more. You wanted to burst out telling him that you saw him, loved him. Instead you shoved it so far down into your system, the love and admiration now turning into resentment. You could only blame yourself, insecurities resurfacing. You look at him with bitterness in your eyes. You finally rip his grip off of you as it loosened.

“Leave”

His ears now turned down looking at you with disbelief.

“What?”

“I SAID LEAVE. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU”

Voice hoarse, tears slowly falling. If your younger self were to look at you now, she would be bewildered not understanding why you guys were fighting. Neteyam shook his head and left you alone in the dark. He has never felt this much when it came to you. This night has shifted everything between the both of you.

Striding into your home, tears still falling down your face. Your mother was quick to pull you into a tight embrace.

“He has replaced me sa’nok. I feel as though I am nothing to him”

Her heart felt strained hearing her daughter in such pain. Doing her best to provide words of comfort. She softly rubs your back and caresses your head.

“Maite, one who causes pain is not worth your love. You mustn't shed tears for someone who doesn’t see your value”

Crying turned to soft sniffling. Still in your mothers embrace, you are thankful for your mother for always being there for you. You slowly fall asleep in her arms as she quietly sings you a lullaby. You feel as though you were a child being lulled to sleep.

Neteyam had entered his home, he still hadn't calmed down from the fight. Everyone was sleeping except for Lo’ak as he was unable to sleep after the confession. He saw his brother with a hardened look on his face. He got up alerting Neteyam that someone was awake.

“Lo’ak what are you doing still up, you should be sleeping”

“I could say the same”

Neteyam just sighed, not wanting to talk any further. That was until his brother grabbed his arm.

“Did something happen between you and y/n?”

Lo’ak had his suspicions as it wasn't too long after you guys had been together. His brother's ears twitched, learning that his suspicions were indeed correct.

“What did you do?”

His voice lowered, now feeling uneasy.

“It has nothing to do with you Lo’ak.”

“It has everything to do with me”

Neteyam moved right into Lo’aks face, anger returning to his body. Taking his finger, digging it into his brother's chest.

“It. does. Not”

Backing away ready to go to his corner but froze in place hearing what Lo’ak said.

“You hurt her didn’t you”

Mentally or physically, Lo’ak didn’t know worrying him further about your well being. Neteyam grabbed him, dragging him outside not wanting to wake anyone.

“Why must you always involve yourself when it comes to me and her huh?”

Confused why Lo’ak must always insert himself between you and him.

“She means everything to me, seeing her hurt because of you hurts me”

Neteyam now understood, Lo’ak likes you. Another twinge in his chest returned, not knowing why.

“Do you know how many people she turned down because of you”

Now confused as to why you would do something like that. Lo’ak seeing that his brother looked confused.

“You seriously are dense aren’t you?”

Seeing as his brother still does not understand what he’s getting at. He suddenly exclaimed your secret.

“SHE LIKES YOU, YOU FUCKING SKXAWNG”

Body still, unable to process what had just been yelled. Multiple thoughts spinning in his head. Had he really been that oblivious to your feelings? When did you ever start feeling this way? Why didn't you tell him?

“You know, she tries to keep a strong act in front of you even if it hurts her. When she saw you with Fipxe she felt as if she was replaced Neteyam, REPLACED. Instead of telling you how she felt, she just left it alone wanting you to be happy. That was until you and Fipxe were somewhere you weren’t supposed to. I don’t know if you realise this but you barely have time for her anymore. That certain place was the only thing that still kept you guys together and she was content with that even if it meant you being happy with someone else. But you had to go and ruin that. I may be someone who is known for making trouble but never did I expect it from you. Whether you were blind to see what you were doing to her, you still hurt her in ways you can’t imagine. She comes to me and ends up crying BECAUSE of you. Brother I love you I really do but I cannot forgive you for hurting her. I will take your place if I have to.”

Feeling out of breath for speaking his mind, he left Neteyam outside heading back in with disappointment tracing his face. Neteyam just stood there not moving an inch. Still trying to process all the words that Lo’ak had remarked. You liked him? You felt replaced? He made you cry more than once? He sat down burying his face in his hands letting out a strangled sound. He felt tears now welling up in his eyes for some reason. Blaming himself for straining their friendship. Now he was thinking if things had been different if you had told him how you felt. He never really thought much about how he felt towards you. In his eyes you had always been just a friend but it didn’t explain why he was envious towards Lo’ak for being there for you.

Most of his life his main goals were to be a good Olo’ekytan - but being so busy he completely disregarded your feelings. He made it his goal to try and talk to you again any time he could. He quietly went into his sleeping space. Laying down he couldn’t sleep, instead just staring at the ceiling still thinking about the argument earlier with Lo’ak. Eyes now feeling heavy, he fell asleep determined to talk to you.

Being the next morning, you had gotten up extra early wanting to avoid a certain person at all costs. You didn’t want to see him after the events from last night. You felt both upset and embarrassed, upset from him being stupid and embarrassed from your sudden outburst. Not once did you want to think about him, you busied yourself by doing your daily chores and even assisting others wanting to stay busy.

Neteyam had been busy now returning to his daily training and chores. He had been distracted all morning even ignoring his father’s words, which ended up with him getting yelled at. He could care less, he had kept his eye out for you wanting to speak with you. When he did spot you, he tried calling for you but he got ignored in return. His father called him to come back, he only turned for a second but you disappeared from his view. This continued for the rest of the day, only for him to stumble across you talking with Lo’ak. You had a smile on your face, the smile caused by Lo’ak. He couldn’t help but feel… replaced. Was this how you felt when you said you felt replaced? He had thoughts that he should be the one in Lo’aks spot right now. The one to make you smile, not cry. Taking in Lo’aks words from last night, he was serious about taking his spot.

You had been avoiding Neteyam like a plague. Every time he spots you, you quickly disappear from his view. It kept repeating until you fumbled into Lo’ak, he caught you in his arms.

“Oh shit, sorry Lo’ak”

Apart from catching you, you also dropped some of the fruit you were carrying. Kneeling down gathering the fruit once again and Lo’ak helping you.

“No need to apologise. You seem awfully busy today”

He said in a teasing tone. You couldn’t help but sigh.

“Blame that on your brother”

His smile fell. Giving you a soft look and helping you up from the ground.

“Let me help you today hm?”

“Oh no I couldn’t ask that of you, you’re probably busy with your own chores as well”

“It is no big deal, plus I’m sure you could use the company”

He bumped your hip returning to his teasing manner. He saw a smile appearing on your face. It seems like cheering you up had worked, even his tail couldn’t help but sway. You felt undeserving of Lo’ak, though you appreciate his efforts in cheering you up. From the corner of his eyes he could see his brother, he was quick to act. He guided you away asking what you had to do next. His hand on your lower back made a fluttering feeling in your stomach. Instead of pushing the feelings away, you now welcome it. Ever since the night of the confession, it was like something changed within you. You were still conflicted with your feelings yes but things you do with Lo’ak just felt right, like it was meant to be. I know cliché am I right? But it did.

For the rest of the day, Lo’ak had assisted you in all your chores even playing around every so often. For once your mind wasn’t filled with Neteyam and negative thoughts. With Lo’ak you could really act your age instead of feeling like an adult.

Neteyam had given up for the day. You being with Lo’ak had made him feel weird feelings he doesn’t usually experience. Jealousy? Normally it didn’t bother him that you were around other men - knowing you were with his brother who liked you had him feeling this repulsive feeling. While lost in thought, Fipxe had come up to him.

“Neteyam?”

Being pulled out of his thoughts, he looked around seeing Fipxe standing behind him. He put on a small smile.

“Oh Fipxe hi, did you need something?”

“Oh no, it just looked like you were spaced out and wanted to check if you were okay”

He couldn’t help but feel bad. Fipxe is such a bright girl, extremely nice as well. He knew she meant well and he wanted to talk to her about some private matters. He knew at some point he would have to tell her about that certain spot as well.

“I don’t know if I'm okay. Would it be okay if we talked, there’s some things I needed to talk to you about”

She nods a bit, sensing that something was wrong. They walked together to a small secluded area and sat down.

“What is it that you wanted to talk about? I’m not in trouble am I?”

Trying to be a bit humorous seeing that the atmosphere is a bit dull. Seeing that he did not smile, she knew the matters were serious.

“No nothing like that, I am just confused. But there is something else I must speak about before I start the other matter at hand.”

She could only nod again urging him to continue.

“The place that you found, the small pond in the secluded area. That place was a very special place to me and someone else. Someone else being y/n.”

Guilt had filled her system not knowing the area was someone's private hideout.

“How come you didn’t tell me? I would’ve understood, I know how close you two are”

Hearing her say that she would’ve understood made him feel even worse.

“I do not know, I thought it would be okay if we stayed for a tiny bit but I lost track of time”

She saw that he now had a solemn look, she felt bad as well but it didn’t justify what he did. She also predicted what he may be confused about, you.

“I'm guessing you are also conflicted about her aren’t you?”

Fipxe felt sad knowing that she was right seeing his surprised face. Except she wasn’t taken aback, she has seen the looks he gave you. Looks full of endearment, his eyes even dilated when he looks towards your direction. Only problem was that he couldn’t see it himself nor see that it also hurt Fipxe at the same time. She had hoped it was just a small feeling as she really liked Neteyam too. Fipxe knew it all ended at some point, cherishing the moments she shared with Neteyam.

“I’m sorry, Fipxe. I’m not sure what to feel anymore, everything has become so complicated. I feel as though our friendship has deteriorated because of me.”

“Neteyam, I like you a lot. I want you to know that. I’ve seen how you look at her. You should try talking things out with her, even if you are not together the least you can do is stay friends. I know the friendship is very dear to you but you cannot like two people at once”

He thought hard about what he should do. He turned to Fipxe and thanked her, pulling her into a hug. He apologised once more before they parted ways. He was nervous to say the least, trying to think of what to say once he was finally able to catch you. He decided that it was best to wait till the next day feeling tired.

Nearing the eclipse, you and Lo’ak had finished up your last chores. Huffing with content you turn to Lo’ak who also did the same.

“Thank you for helping me today Lo’ak, I really appreciate it”

He took your hands looking at you with a smile.

“Always. If you ever need me just shout and i’ll come running”

Cheeks heating up to a faint purple colour. Looking at his eyes, you never realised how pretty they were. His stripe patterns were unique, and you couldn’t help catching a glimpse of his lips. You snapped out of thought. Now it was your turn to be a mess in front of Lo’ak.

“Oh um uh, sorry for staring, I uh I should start heading home. Don’t want my mother nagging me”

He couldn’t help enjoying the adorable sight of you fumbling your words in front of him. He felt his chest blooming knowing he had an effect on you. For some reason he had a surge of confidence. Before you could turn away to walk home, he caressed your face and gave you a peck on your forehead. It was like time froze, wide eyed you stared at him with shock. Now Lo’ak was flushed with purple, surprised himself. He was now fumbling over his words.

“Um yea I should get going now too, yea. Uh goodnight”

He quickly turned around and started striding away feeling embarrassed of himself but also giddy. You are still standing in place, hand slowly touching your forehead right where he kissed. Both face and ears are bright purple, thoughts running “oh my god, he just kissed me??” A wide smile appears on your face, you couldn’t even control your tail. You finally started moving towards your home with a little pip in your steps. Opening the flaps entering, your mother sees you radiating a positive energy.

“You are unusually happy. Did something good happen?”

Facing your mother with a wide smile still present on your face. You didn’t want to tell her just yet making up a lie for your current mood.

“Oh nothing much I just had a good time with my chores today. I can be happy while doing chores, right?”

The excuse was horrible but your mother knew best not to question any further.

“Well it would be a bit odd but there are plenty who find joy from doing chores”

She was glad to see her daughter happy once again. Even though she doesn’t know what or who caused you to smile like a madman. She could only laugh while shaking her head going back to making accessories. You on the other hand couldn’t stop thinking about it. You cringe at yourself for acting the way you are but it was hard not to.

Lo’ak had made it back home also feeling ecstatic. It was only his siblings that were here while his parents were out on what they call a “date night.” Kiri noticed him first with his positive attitude.

“What’s gotten you all weirdly happy?”

Neteyam ears perked up, head turning to the happy Lo’ak.

“Oh it's nothing you need to know”

Tuk now joins the conversation curious why her big brother wouldn't tell them.

“Lo’ak pleeeaasse, I want to know too!”

“Mmmmm nope”

Denying them again with a loud popping sound. Kiri tried convincing him one more time as they were all wondering about his uppity attitude.

“Come on Lo’ak. How about you tell me only, I won’t tell anyone else I swear”

He thought about it knowing Kiri won’t stop pestering him about it. Soon enough he just sighs giving in. He walks over to Kiri and whispers into her ear about his interaction with you. Her eyes widened with her jaw dropped. She had always known about Lo’aks little crush on you but for him to actually act on it was unimaginable.

“Did you actually?!”

She punched his shoulder as a happy gesture. He only nods his head with a smile while rubbing his arm. Neteyam was now even more curious, wondering what he had told Kiri.

“Who knew, I thought you would wuss out if you ever got the chance to do that”

Tuk so desperately wanting to know the secret started pulling at Lo’aks arm.

“I wanna know too! Please Lo’ak, I promise I won’t tell either!”

Giving him puppy dog eyes, he was debating whether or not to share with his baby sister. He decided against it mainly because he knows Tuk won’t be able to keep to herself for very long.

“Sorry Tuk but only Kiri shall know. Plus you aren’t good with secrets especially with you snitching on me to mom”

She pouts and murmurs to herself saying that she’s good at keeping secrets. He chuckles at the sight while walking over to his sleeping mat. Neteyam plans on asking Kiri later about what the secret was knowing she wasn’t good at keeping secrets from him.

“Anyways, I bid you all goodnight”

They all looked at him like he was crazy. This was the earliest Lo’aks ever gone to bed. Neteyam took this chance to ask Kiri what the secret was. Before asking he double checked that Lo’ak was passed out by poking him. Satisfied with no reaction he walked over to Kiri.

“Kiri, what did Lo’ak tell you?”

She wasn’t sure if she should tell him knowing that you and him were close.

“I don’t think It would be a good idea if I told you”

That got Neteyam thinking of what the secret may be. Lo’ak won’t tell him, Kiri doesn’t think it's a good idea for him to know. It only really meant two things, either Lo’ak fucked up one of Neteyams personal items or it’s about y/n. He took a wild guess between the two.

“Is it about y/n by any chance?”

Kiris face only confirmed his suspicions.

“It is…”

Kiri brought him outside away from Lo’aks sleeping figure. She thought it would be best not knowing how Neteyam would react.

“You have to promise me you won’t get angry or anything like that okay?”

Although unsure, he only nodded faintly mentally preparing himself for the worse.

“Okay, Lo’ak told me that he finally got the chance to make a move on y/n”

Kiri quickly blurted it out. Neteyam wasn’t sure what to feel. Kiri saw that he wasn’t reacting much not knowing if that was a good sign or not.

“Neteyam? Are you okay?”

He waved her off.

“I’m uh I’m okay, could just leave me to think for a little bit?”

She wasn’t sure if he was okay to be left alone but she complied heading back in. Neteyam on the other hand, again was conflicted not knowing how he should feel. Lo’ak made a move? On you? He didn’t notice his tail twitching with agitation, and his ears turned back. Is this exactly how you felt when you had the feeling of replacement? Most of his life, Lo’ak had gotten an easier life even if he got in trouble often. Now he’s slowly taking away his closest friend. He wasn’t even sure what you guys were anymore. More determined than ever, he was going to talk to you tomorrow no matter what.

Waking up you felt more refreshed than ever. Saying a quick morning to your mother before stepping out. Memories from last night are still fresh in your head, a purple hue now taking over your face again. Today was an off day for you, you planned on asking Lo’ak if you wanted to join you for a stroll. On the way something clicked in your mind, Neteyam. Coincidentally Neteyam was headed straight towards you. You see him in a distance, right as you turn around regretting coming out he yells for you.

“Y/N! I just want to talk, please!”

You weren’t sure what to do. You still had feelings of resentment against him but you also miss him. Except this time, your feelings had shifted, you missed the friendship you shared with Neteyam. You chose to stop, turning to face him now only a mere couple steps away. A little out of breath, he now stands in front of you.

“Thank you, for stopping”

Only giving him a curt nod.

“What did you want to talk about”

Tone uninterested, not wanting to meet his gaze. The view only made him feel regretful, seeing how much their relationship strain had affected you. He decided it was best to get straight to the point.

“I-I missed you, okay? I miss being around you, the argument we had two days ago, I never meant any of it. I do not think you are childish and I regret not telling Fipxe that our spot was special and secret to us only. I finally told her about it yesterday, and she made me realise that you were right about me being in the wrong for not telling her about our hideaway. And, she made me realise how I felt about you…”

The only thing you processed out of everything he said was his last words. Face now filled with discontent, you pushed his chest.

“You cannot do this to me right now! Do you understand how much I had to go through because of you! Neteyam I love you I really do but it is not the same love that I used to hold for you. I miss you as well but not in the same way you do. I’m glad that you were finally able to tell her about the hideaway that was once special but we are way past that now. I miss how we used to be, best friends. What’s even worse about this situation right now is you leaving Fipxe, someone you were COURTING. I truly cannot understand you anymore, I don’t even know if you understand what your feelings towards me are. I’ve moved on Neteyam, I’m happier now but I can’t stay happy if you keep confusing me. I need you to get your feelings in check before you come to talk to me again.”

Not waiting for a reply, you push past him wanting to retrieve Lo’ak. No matter how much Neteyam wanted to pull you back, he only knew it’d make things worse but you were right. He had to figure out his feelings.

Arriving at Lo’aks home, you gently pull the flap back seeing the family eating together. They all turn towards you with small looks of surprise on their faces. Giving Lo’ak a quick glance first before turning to his parents. You made your hand gesture towards them, giving you small smiles. Jake was first to speak.

“Y/n, Neteyam actually just left if you were wondering where he was.”

“oh , I uh was actually here to see if Lo’ak was available to join me on a stroll around the forest?”

Their eyes widen, normally used to you being here for Neteyam.

“We were going to do a bit of training but I think Lo’ak can skip it just for today”

Lo’ak looks at his father thanking him for dismissing him. He stands quickly excited to have another moment alone with you. Neytiri and Jake watch as their youngest son looks at you like you were the only thing that existed in his world. They look back to each other with knowing looks, smiling softly knowing their younger son has someone to look after him.

Walking side by side, you still felt unsettled from earlier. It seemed that Lo’ak had noticed grabbing your hand as a sign of comfort. You looked up to him, giving him a slight grin reassuring him that you were fine. Trying to shake off the feeling, you move closer leaning into him. He looked down examining your face, wanting to engrave it into his brain. When you leaned in, he rested his head on top of yours while you guys continued to walk through the forest. Suddenly he pulled away, you looked at him confused. Lo’ak abruptly started running and yelled out.

“Catch me if you can!”

Snapping out of your small trance you start to run after him.

“LO’AK YOU SKXAWNG GET BACK HERE”

Only to hear him laugh out loud. One thing he forgot about you was how fast of a runner you were. You caught up to him in mere seconds. Getting ready to lunge at him, he took a sharp turn. Which made you end up landing in a small spring. He stopped running and looked around just to see you in the water soaked. He cackled hard.

“I swear to god Lo’ak, I am going to skin you!”

“Hey I won’t help you if you keep threatening me”

You mock his words sarcastically under your breath. He starts walking away hearing your mocking but you were quick to apologise.

“IM SORRY, now help me out! This was your fault in the first place running and everything”

“Fine fine cause you asked SO nicely”

You roll your eyes at him but with a small smile on your face. That smile widening as an idea popped in your head. Lo’ak reaches the edge and puts his arm out to help you out. You were quick to grab his arm now pulling him into the spring with you. A small shriek coming out from his mouth.

“Whos laughing now”

He emerged from the water giving you an offended look. That look turned into a mischievous grin, regretting what you had done you try swimming away from him. He wraps his arms around your waist before you could get any further lifting you out of the water.

“NO WAIT LO’AK IM SORRY. PUT ME DOWN”

“You should’ve thought your plans through before involving me in them”

Speaking “calmly” he proceeds to throw you further into the spring. Emerging out of the water, it was your turn to look offended. You swam towards him, both of you now fighting in the water with laughter spilling from your lips. After a couple minutes, now tired, floating in the water on your backs. Lo’ak went upright treading in the water - he spun around to look at you, your eyes closed embracing the water surrounding you admiring your peaceful figure. Feeling his gaze, you changed your floating stance into treading like Lo’ak.

“What, is there something on my face?”

Asking in a joking tone. Except Lo’ak didn’t laugh, instead he swam closer to you. Purple appearing on your cheeks looking deeply in his eyes, him doing the same. He glances down to your lips, holding himself back not wanting to act on his impulsive thoughts. Rather, he opened his mouth to speak in a delicate tone.

“Would it be okay if I could kiss you…?”

You paused not responding but took action. You connect your lips to his, responding immediately to your kiss he kissed back. The kiss was strong yet soft, you have never felt anything like this. Butterflies fill your stomach and sparks go off in your brain. Breaking the kiss to breathe, you look at each other with adoration now breaking into wide grins.

“Who knew you had it in you Lo’ak”

“I should be the one saying that after you kissed me first”

Both giggling like children, you nod your head towards the edge indicating you wanted to get out of the water now. Drying yourselves off, both of you stealing glances at each other. On the way back, his arm was wrapped around your waist while your tail entangled with his. You never wanted the day to end after sharing such an intimate moment.

Reaching your home, Lo’ak asked if he could ask your mother something important. Though curious on what he had to ask you let him come inside. Upon going inside, you see your mother working on some new clothing items. She turns to see who had entered, seeing you and Lo’ak together hand in hand. A little surprised at the scene before her, Lo’ak greeted her with a polite manner.

“I was wondering if I could ask you a rather important question?”

Your mother nodded, interested in what he was going to say. Neither did you or your mother expect those words to leave his mouth.

“May I court your daughter?”

She abruptly stood up, ecstatic from his question. You were the exact same, your eyes wide open. Your mother quickly ushered him to sit down wanting to talk to him in a more comfortable manner. All of you now settled on the ground, she turned to Lo’ak with a more serious look on her face.

“Why is it you ask to court my daughter?”

“I love your daughter dearly. When I see her she lights up my day like a ray of sun. She is kind, and a compassionate being. She brings me joy and I’m hoping I bring her joy too. I want her to be my mate someday but I want to be able to court her properly first.”

Tears filling your eyes, you felt so lucky to have Lo’ak. Looking at your mother now waiting for approval. Her face splits into a gentle smile.

“I would be grateful for you to court my daughter”

As soon as those words left her lips you jumped into Lo’aks arms crushing him with a hug. He had wind knocked out of him as you hit him with a hard hug. Your mother, laughing at the scene unfolding in front of her. Lo’ak sat back up after being tackled and turned to your mother.

“Thank you”

She only smiles at him knowing you are well taken care of now. You pull him off the ground pushing him towards the entrance. Giving your mother one last glance telling her you’ll be a little while before heading outside. Bringing him into another hug, more affectionate rather than a full on tackle. You tucked your head in his chest, his head resting on top of yours. You could hear his heartbeat, it was beating at a quick rate only making you smile more. Bringing your head out from his chest, you look up to him. Only thinking how much euphoria he really does bring you.

“You do bring me joy just as much as I bring you joy”

You felt as if you were on cloud nine just by admiring him. Today was a new milestone in your life.

While Lo’ak was gone during the day with you, Neteyam spent the time thinking. He was still confused about his feelings and it made him frustrated because he didn’t want to lose you or Fipxe. Instead of moping around he decided it was best to continue his daily chores while he still tried getting his feelings sorted out. Once it reached the end of the day he sat outside waiting on Lo’ak wanting to speak with him.

Lo’ak made it back home still happy from the events that happened earlier. Making his way to the entrance he sees Neteyam sitting out front waiting for him. Neteyam looks up to Lo’ak giving him a sincere yet tired face. He patted the spot next to him asking Lo’ak to sit with him.

“Lo’ak how do you know you love someone?”

Lo’ak was taken aback. Neteyam had always looked strong with walls built around his emotions. Now looking at his brother, he has never seen him so vulnerable before. He can only assume that he was talking about you. He felt sympathetic towards his big brother knowing that this was hard on him too. Turning to him he gave him the most truthful words he could think of when you thinks of you.

“Loving someone isn’t really something you know right away, but when you do realise those feelings it’s like nothing else matters anymore. When you look at them, you see them as the most radiant being ever. Your heart can’t calm down when you’re around them. Your thoughts are always filled with them.”

He took a brief pause seeing that Neteyam’s face finally looked at ease. Lo’ak could see the conflict in him finally settling. He thought now would be a good time to bring you up in the conversation.

“I’m not sure if you love y/n my brother. Yes you love her but not in the way I do. I know how precious she is to you but the way I see it is you not wanting to let her go.”

Neteyam could only smile at his baby brother. He wasn’t sure when Lo’ak had gotten so wise but he was thankful for him using it tonight.

“Who knew my baby brother was so smart with his words?”

He teased ruffling his braids, chuckling softly.

“All the years I've known y/n she always had a special place in my heart. I always saw her as a sister you know? Though the moment I messed up, I started panicking. It was the first time in forever that we’ve had an argument as serious as that. Once she started distancing herself from me and getting closer with you, I couldn’t help but feel envious. I shouldn’t have felt that way, I had no right to do so. I really do like Fipxe and she's helped me through a lot as well. I think two different problems that were so closely related made things harder as it only confused me more. Now that you’re here it seems like you’ve really made things easier somehow. I finally knew how she felt too, feeling replaced I mean. It was definitely not a fun feeling.”

Lo’ak gave him a small punch to the shoulder with a small smile. He was glad he could help his brother instead of it being the other way around.

“Think you are ready to talk to her?”

“Yes, but I can’t help but feel nervous. The last time we talked ended up in an argument which was mostly my fault.”

“Brother I can promise you that it would mean the world to her if you talked to her tomorrow. I know she misses you and I'm sure you miss her just as much.”

They had spent the rest of the night bonding and joking around, catching up on everything they missed out on in each other's lives. Lo’ak had finally told Neteyam about him courting you with a shy demeanour. Neteyam was shocked to say the least but he was proud seeing his brother grow. He was happy for you too, genuinely this time. He knew he would have to talk to you first thing tomorrow. Both brothers yawning, now tired from all the talking head in to sleep. They give each other one more glance before saying goodnight to each other. Finally Neteyam felt light, the burden that was once laying heavily on his shoulders has now disappeared. He finally got a good night of sleep knowing everything will be okay now.

Neteyam had woken up bright and early wanting to talk to you as soon as possible. Leaving quickly while saying a quick bye to his parents, he ran off to see you. Running there he couldn’t tell if his heart was restless from running or being nervous. He bumped into a few clan members apologising to them while still running. All them wondered what had the Olo’eyktans son in a hurry. After a couple minutes he finally reached your home. He saw your mother outside getting ready to leave. He stopped her just before she left asking where you were. She had told him that her daughter mentioned going somewhere with a pond and going on about how she was acting crazy, shoving fruit down her throat causing her to choke on them. He disregarded the last few words but immediately he knew where to go, giving a quick thanks to your mother.

You woke up early, earlier than you usually do. After yesterday you felt amazing but there was just something that felt missing. You thought back to the hideaway and decided whether or not to visit one last time. Feeling a bit hesitant you finally just said fuck it. Your mother was up as well preparing some fruits to eat. You got up ready to leave before your mother called out to you.

“Maite, where are you going so early?”

“Oh i’m just going out to check out a pond real quickly”

“Eat some fruit first, best not to go on a empty stomach”

Even though you wanted to go you knew it was best to go against your mothers wishes. You walk back bending down to sit in front of your mother. She gave you a plate of assorted pandorian fruits. You give your mother a slow look before you shoved fruit in your mouth eating as fast as you could. Your mother looked flabbergasted, and smacked your arm to slow down before you could choke. Except you did choke, now coughing uncontrollably while your mother stared at you with a deadpan look.

“I told you to listen and look what happened”

Your coughing had died down while your mother slapped your back to help you. You thank your mother for the meal and helping you with your coughing. Standing up finally heading out to the hideaway. On the way, you admire the plants around you, never getting tired of the scene before you. Looking at the pond from a distance away, you felt downhearted knowing what happened the last you were here. You noticed your blade laying on the ground, you had completely forgotten about it - picking it up you tucked it away. Slowly approaching, you sit by the edge of the pond pondering how everything changed. You carefully skim the surface of the water with your hand, going back and forth making small waves. Little fishes surround your hand, a smile graces your face. Lost in dreamland, you didn’t notice the figure behind you.

Neteyam was running to the hideaway wanting to see you. He stopped a small distance away seeing you sit by the pond. He felt a sense of deja vu seeing you daydream again. He slowly approached you calling your name softly not wanting to alarm you.

“y/n?”

You heard a familiar voice, your breath hitched not sure if you wanted to turn around. He saw that you flinched, now that his presence was known he walked towards you. He carefully sat down beside you dipping his feet in the pond. You weren’t sure how to react, you thought that it was best to look at the pond instead of him. He knew you wouldn’t talk first so he continued.

“I talked with Lo’ak last night.”

Your ears twitched, taking a small peak from the corner of your eye.

“We talked about you specifically. He spoke with much love about you, it only made me realise what my feelings really were. I love you, I do but it seems as though it is not the same love as Lo’ak holds for you.”

Finally fully facing him, still unsure what emotions were running through you - but your heart bloomed knowing Lo’ak really loves you. Neteyam speaks up once more but in a more delicate tone.

“I have missed my closest friend, and I am hoping that she can forgive me for everything I've done?”

It was like a rollercoaster of emotions that hit you all at once. Tears flood your eyes, you tackle him into a hug. The moment lasted a second before the both of you fell into the pond. You both fell with a scream now fully emerged in the water. You had completely forgotten that both of you were by the pond. Resurfacing, you turn to each other exchanging shocked looks before bursting out in laughter. That missing feeling that you felt earlier had now vanished, you felt complete.

“I have missed you too ma teyam”

It was his turn to now tackle you into another hug, again going underwater. The hug turned into wrestling, until the both of you became extremely tired out. Panting while crawling out of the pond, smiles crawling up your faces knowing that things have been fixed. Neteyam turned to you with a cheeky smile.

“So, I heard that my baby brother is courting you..?”

You felt your cheeks heat up, you slapped his arm.

“He told you already?? And without me? I am going to punch that skxawng”

A chuckle slipped through his mouth.

“I may have to come and watch that unfold”

You roll your eyes at him while shaking your head laughing lightly with him.

“Have you talked with Fipxe yet?”

Ah Fipxe, he wanted to talk to her but he hasn’t gotten the chance, being busy trying to make amends with you.

“Not yet, but I will.”

He took a long pause.

“I feel as though I need to hold off on a mate for a little while, especially with everything that has happened. With more responsibility now building up, it’s hard keeping up with everything going on”

Remorse covering your features, you could only understand to a limit when it came to the pressure he handled as future Olo’eyktan. You touch your fist to his shoulder pushing lightly.

“Come on, try not to dwell too much on all that. You can always rely on your siblings and me. You don’t always have to keep up that stoic act”

Eyes squinting as you give him a reassuring smile. Minutes passed as if they were seconds when talking with each other. Wanting to catch up on anything you missed. He couldn’t help but ask about earlier when your mother had mentioned you were choking on food. You could not believe your mother told him about that. When you explained it to him, you knew he would forever tease you about it. Everything was back to how it was. The replacement feeling now dispersed into thin air as if it never existed.

You had to eventually go back to the village knowing you guys would get too carried away with your talking. Neteyam went to go talk with Fipxe, wanting to work things out and tell her about his situation of not wanting a mate for the time being. She understood and they hugged it out. As for you, you went to Lo’ak. Spending the rest of the day with him, finally settling into a small grassy area, laying down looking at the stars. Arms draped across Lo’aks chest while you lay on top of his arm. A calming feeling when listening to his heartbeat. You look up to him, chin now resting on his chest.

“Oel ngati kameie”

His infectious grin grew wide, he leaned down to give you a chaste kiss on your lips. Finally pulling away, looking deep into your pretty eyes.

“Oel ngati kameie atan”

Everything was back in place.

#neteyam x reader #loak x reader #neteyam x oc #avatar the way of water #neteyam sully #loak sully #fluff #angst

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if ur feeling angsty or hurt/comfort: maybe the first time ava loses a patient?

[maybe not the first time but the first Very Hard time // ao3]

‘dr. silva.’

ava doesn’t turn around, and you’re not sure if it’s because of the rain — loud and unrelenting and already having soaked through your surgical gown, your scrubs, your clogs — or if it’s just because nothing in the world makes sense right now to her. maybe, you think, it’s a little bit of both.

you walk a few precise, steady, careful paces toward him; if there’s anything you know how to be, it’s that: precise, steady, careful. dr. ava silva sprang into your life an anomaly, a holy bomb soft in its light and empty in any destruction, resetting your dull, exacting world to bursts of color, everywhere.

‘ava,’ you say, softly. you wait a few quiet heartbeats before he turns around to face you. even though it’s raining you can see tear tracks down their cheeks, and when they sniffle you reach out a hand for them to take. there’s a beat but then she does, her fingers cold and lithe. ‘there wasn’t anything we could’ve done,’ you say.

she blanches at the statement; it’s true, but you know it’s an impossible pill to swallow. ‘she — her daughter is going to wake up, and —‘ ava shakes her head, her hair plastered to her forehead, messy from when she’d taken her cap off.

‘she’s going to wake up, yes.’

‘it’s going to be the worst day of her life. her mom… her mom —‘

you feel ava tremble with a force you only understand because of all you, too, have lost. she hasn’t told you everything, but you know enough of her to understand when she can’t sleep even after marathon shifts, when her back flares and she flinches as minutely as possible throughout a surgery. you know enough of her to understand how she seeks out joy, how she savors the last bite of terrible cafeteria spring rolls, how she makes her patients laugh, even when they’re terrified, how she tries, every shift, no matter what, to watch the sunrise from the roof. you understand rage and you understand unspeakable grief. something you’re maybe learning, though, is love.

‘you can’t save everyone.’

ava’s jaw clenches and he turns away from you, so you squeeze his hand and wait. eventually, he sighs in exhausted defeat, horrible resignation, and looks at you.

‘we save everyone we can.’ it’s something dr. superion taught you; shannon taught you. ’it’s terrible, and i wish things were different. but we save everyone we can.’

she swallows, takes a step closer; her fingers, despite the rain and the chill, have warmed in yours — have stilled, have steadied. ‘i almost died, when i was seven,’ she says. ‘i did die, medically speaking, for three minutes.’

you feel her pulse along her wrist, thrumming away.

‘i almost missed you.’ he brings his hand, careful, to rest on your cheek, thumbs it gently. ‘what a gift, to be here and know you now.’

it’s easy, to let her press her lips against yours. she’s beautiful, and she tastes like rain and salt. your brain catches up and wills your body to kiss her back, to feel it all, this miraculous stretch of life.

you kiss until the tips of your fingers ache with the cold and you're both shivering and then lead her inside by the hand. you're technically not supposed to, but you go to the attendings' showers because they're bigger and cleaner and offer more privacy. you don't take your clothes off, just stand with ava under after the water is hot and you hold her to you then.

'breathe,' you say, softly, into his wet hair, and he tucks his face into the crook of your neck and does.

eventually you strip out of your scrubs and dry off, intimate and unsexy and perfect.

'i — i know this was a loss for you too,' ava says once you're both sitting in the lounge, putting your warm clothes back on, getting ready to leave.

'my mother is attempting to pass truly abhorrent policy in london and calling me to tell me i'm a disappointment,' you say. 'it's okay if this feels different for you.'

ava takes it all in and then frowns. 'god, fuck your mom, you know that? you're the most impressive person i know.'

'did that make you feel better?'

'imagining punching her in the face? yeah, totally.'

you laugh. ava's shoulders relax and his countenance lightens, just barely, but enough for you to be sure he'll be okay. 'shall we go home?'

'can we pick up some ramen on the way? i swear i'm still freezing.'

'of course,' you say, and take her hand.

#wn #wn fic #avatrice #avatrice fic #prompts #surgeons au #butch bea 🥺🫡#honestly....... the DRAMA

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OK SO THE TRAILER FOR THE NEW GARF MOVIE CAME OUT (and of course youtube didnt tell me about it until now) AND!!! ITS SO CUTE!!!!!! so here's me yelling and screaming and fanboying about how much i love how this movie looks so far :D

ok first off, BABY GARF!!! HE IS A TINY BALL!!! LITTOL GUY!!!! :D

he's so miniscule! so microscopic! an atom! he's tiny!!! but he's just living in a box who would abandon such a little guy :( (his dad probably. yeah he's in this movie and i hope Garfield's mum is also in here because she appeared in a classic Garfield special and she's so lovely)

after this scene we see our first look at Jon (my beloved) eating alone at an Italian restaurant, and like, this means so much to me. look at these shots:

i'm not sure if they're in order or not but like. look at the way he watches the family! he has a look of bittersweet love and sadness in his eyes and i'm just,,, 🥺 he just wants to be a dad.... i love how Jon has always kinda been portrayed as a father figure to his pets, in classic shows and specials he calls Garf and Odie his boys, in Garfield Gets Real he calls them his kids and now here, he wants to be a father so bad i'm going to burst into tears i love this man

the garf appears!! the littol baby has arrived!! the tiny little miniscule microscopic molecule atom of a cat has approached the window!!!

the way Jon puts his finger to the window, the way he cuddles baby Garf with so much tender loving care and adoration..... he's so sweet i love him!! how can people hate this man?? look at him!!! look this sweet and loving father figure in the eyes and tell him you hate him. you cannot. he's too pure for this world

also i haven't mentioned this yet, but it's commonly accepted in the Garfield fandom that Garfield was born in a pizza shop and then was transferred to a pet shop where Jon then adopted Garfield in 1978, but to be honest, i didn't really like the pet shop part of that backstory. the pizza place part was great but i dunno, Jon just going to a pet shop and buying Garfield isn't as heartfelt to me. this backstory though? i LOVE. two lonely creatures meeting each other and forming a family is so adorable and sweet, especially for modern Garfield. i feel like we need less cynicism in modern Garfield and more stuff like this i love it so much,,, also this movie looks fucking beautiful holy shit

i really like this part because like, Garfield didn't develop his bizarrely huge diet over time. dude was BORN with it. and like look at that look on Jon's face, he looks like he hasn't even finished processing what just happened yet and is just staring into the mist wondering what and how and why that happened. beautiful. also that second image is really funny to me it should have a silly ominous text post caption on it

also this shot, i didn't notice it the first time but holy shit the look of absolute HORROR on Jon's face!! he is witnessing the TRUE extent of Garfield's powers and he is NOT ready for it man i love this shot so much

okok so what i REALLY LOVE about this specific shot is that it reminds me of a classic Garfield strip where Jon is attempting to give Garfield a bath!! here's the strip it reminds me of:

Jon doesn't actually wear anything but like. the fact that he has to go through so much preparation to give Garfield a bath so he doesn't claw him up in the movie, it just has to be a reference to this strip it's gotta be man i'm betting money on it. also hiii Lyman :)

this scene is so fucking pretty!!! look at the warm colours! it feels so homely and it's exactly how i feel reading my dad's old Garfield comic books! all the warm bright colours and gentle lighting, all the freshly baked lasagna that i really wanna eat because it's so delicious looking.... how can people say that Jon doesn't feed Garfield when he is RIGHT THERE grating extra cheese for him because he knows Garfield likes extra everything in his lasagna. such a sweet adorable man :') i'd like to see ihatejonarbuckle make a good rebuttal to THIS

there's some other neat little references in this movie too, like the Stuck On You plushies made by Dakin being referenced with Garfield smacking into a car after his dad throws him out of a train,

and a reference to the giant Garfield balloon at a Macy's Thanksgiving parade that makes me think that 'Garfield' the comic is canon in this movie, it's created by Jon (cause y'know he's supposed to be a cartoonist) and it's based off his own stories with Garfield and it is now an international phenomenon like in our world. neat!

the question is though, does Garfield know he's a worldwide sensation or does he have absolutely no idea? it'd be funny if it was the latter option honestly cause he'd be extremely confused yet flattered as to why there's a random giant balloon dedicated to him in the city

so the big dude on the left is Garfield's dad, but also, this reminds me of this other Garfield comic where Garfield meets his former self from 1978 and they proceed to eat all the food in the fridge together. thought that was cool :D

(it'd be really funny if this was Garfield's dad and he was messing with Garfield by telling him they are one in the same haha)

oh yeah and here's the two of them eating everything in Jon's fridge from the movie:

see what i mean? there's a similarity there and i think it's really funny. also Jon's probably thinking "wtf there's two of them now???" like Garfield got so fat that he just split into two cats or something lol

so! does it look like a good movie? abso-fucking-lutely yes!!! i am SO excited to go see this one! i think this is the best Garfield media we've gotten in YEARS! i love the colours and the shots, i love the slight modern redesign they gave Jon, Odie looks a little weird but he's still super fun and adorable, and while i do find it odd that the Garfield balloon looks more like Garfield than he does, i do like how expressive the characters' eyes are and it's miles better than the previous 3D Garfs we got! i really wanna see this movie and boy am i going to be RAVING about it for WEEKS this blog will be FILLED with Garfield for the next few weeks when this goes digital!! super jazzed to see it!!

and with that, here's one more comparison that i think is extremely funny:

#garfield #garfield movie #garfield 2024 #jon arbuckle #odie #SCREAMING AND SCREAMING #AAAAGAAHAGAHGA #i'm SO EXCITED FOR THIS MOVIE YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!!!!#watch this go from a jetpack joyride blog to a garfield blog immediately after the movie releases #this is the one thing i have to see this is the only movie i want to see it's gonna be so worth it #the world needed more of jon being a dad and they finally delivered #i'm going crazy over Jon do you know how much i love that man #he's such a babygirl and a dilf and a malewife and a cringefail and a relatable self insert all in one #how can you not love him #anyway enough Jon simping it's time for GARFIELD MOVIE SWEEP!!!!!! AAAAAAA!!!!

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This has taken over my life---

@haiseiscute333

“Welcome to the Oscars, live from the red carpet from the Dolby Theater in Los Angeles! I'm your host, Kayla Knowles, and for the next hour, we're going to be talking to the many nominees and presenters of this show-...”

“-....As we prepare to welcome our first guest, remember to breathe it all in, because tonight, we are part of something truly special. Tonight, we gather to celebrate the magic of the silver screen and the small screen, where dreams come true and where Hollywood truly shines.

So, without further ado, let the Oscars begin!”

…

“- Let’s just take you down the red carpet. As you can see, we have America’s all-time male sweetheart, Percy Jackson, in his black tux, looking good. You can see people yelling, trying to make eye contact with him. With him is America's sweetheart, Annabeth Chase, looking absolutely beautiful in her sparkling silver Gucci gown!”

—-

Comment section from the live video:

Perc4beth4evr: OMG! My parents are finally here! They look so gorgeous together! The perfect golden couple! ❤️❤️❤️ THEDaughter: Took them long enough to come out as a couple! We all knew he was dating her for two years now. ImOfficial: ❤️❤️❤️ BitterDingy: ❤️❤️❤️ HonesToxic: You're all delulus. They don't even look in love. I'm pretty sure he was with someone else. Perc4beth4vr: YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

—-

…

“Thank you, Alabaster. Hope you have a wonderful time inside as well-! Ah! Over there! It's the industry's charming darling, Nico di Angelo! Oh, he certainly lives up to his name - he looks so dashing and adorable in his white designer tuxedo!”

—-

Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: IM JUST A BABY— 😍😍😍 NicosAngel: NICOOOOOO! BABY BOY ASDFGHJKL Cat-astrophe: I HAVE LEGAL ADOPTION PAPERS PLS COME HOME WIV ME NOW Shituation: Everyday, I wake up just to see his gorgeous face 😫

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“Wait. Is that… Did Nico di Angelo bring a partner with him this year?”

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Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: HOLD UP. WAITWAITWAIT OUR MEOW MEOW BRING A WHAT NOW??? NicoApologist: Our baby grew up so fast 😭 NicosAngel: NOOOOOOOO!!! WHO DARES CORRUPT MY ANGEL?!?!

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“Oh my! Nico di Angelo did bring a partner to this year's event, and-! No. Nonononono. This can't be real. Who has the right to look THAT gorgeous? The press is going crazy over them, look at all those flashing lights! They're clearly wearing matching tuxedos as well! Is this Nico's mystery partner?”

—-

Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: HOLY JESUS CHRIST ON A MOTORBIKE! I MUST HAVE ASCENDED TO HEAVEN! IM SEEING AN ANGEL AND A GOD AT THE SAME TIME— Perc4beth4vr: Doesn't that guy look like Percy? Sorrynotsorry: Not everything's about Jackson. Clearly that guy looks way better. NicosAngel: I apologize for what I said. Please corrupt my angel, Mr. Greek God. For you, I'll make an exception. MY ANGEL IS SMILING SO MUCH RIGHT NOW I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM THIS HAPPY 😭😭😭 THEY LOOK LIKE THE PERFECT COUPLE, I DEMAND WEDDING INVITATIONS ASAP 🤧🤧🤧 excuseyou: Did Percy stop at the end of the carpet or was it just me who noticed? troll.on.a.roll: Kayla is us right now. She's fangirling over Nico just as hard as everyone else lol

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Kayla: Nico! Wow, you look drop-dead gorgeous! How are you feeling this evening? (hugs him)

Nico: Kayla! You look stunning as well. (hugs her back) I'm doing great! The best, actually.

Kayla: Oh, is it because of your mystery partner? (smiling playfully before turning towards the other male) Are we going to know his name tonight, or are the netizens going to have to do their thorough investigations?

Nico: (laughs) As fun as that is… Let me introduce to everyone, Aeon Oceanus. My fiance. (lifts one of his hands to show off a silver diamond-studded ring)

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Comment section from the live video: … … … … NDAPS: Did he say fiance? narrowcrepe: !!! NicosAngel: YUUUUUUS! I CALLED IT! I DEMAND AN INVITATION! FRONT ROW! ILL EVEN BE THE CARPET YOU WALK DOWN ON JUST SO I CAN SEE YOU GET MARRIED- excuseyou: Percy looks constipated hmm… Sorrynotsorry: NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT THAT TALENTLESS NEWBIE 🙄 Dundundun: But for real! I sense drama. Like, this guy really looks a lot like Jackson. I won't be surprised if they're related.

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Kayla: M-Marriage? Wow! That's amazing! No wonder you're glowing tonight. It must be love.

Nico: Ah, well, it's also my first time bringing a partner to an awarding ceremony. It feels amazing, knowing that from today onwards, I have no need to hide my relationship with my partner.

—- Comment section from the live video: excuseyou: Definitely constipated. Sorrynotsorry: Someone kick this Percy-stan out. —-

Kayla: And how about you… Mr. Oceanus?

Aeon: Aeon’s fine.

Kayla: How are you feeling tonight?

Aeon: I feel like I’m on cloud nine (smiles warmly). Having the love of my life acknowledge our relationship publicly, and having the public know that I am his as much as he’s mine… (pulls Nico close to press a kiss to his forehead) Perfect. Everything’s perfect.

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Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: HE SAID THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE OMG!!! EAT THAT PERCABETH SHIPPERS, YOU CAN HAVE YOUR GOLDEN COUPLE, WE HAVE OUR PLATINUM COUPLE! NicosAngel: 😭🥳😭🥳😭🥳😭 Perc4beth4evr: !!! Shituation: The way Nico closed his eyes, and his lips curling to the softest of smiles when Aeon pulled him close and kissed his forehead--- Dear God, I have a new reason to wake up everyday

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Kayla: That’s wonderful! All right, I won’t keep you guys any longer. I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening. And Nico, all the best for the awarding!

Kayla: (whispers, but microphone catches it) And all the best for your wedding.

Nico: (laughs) Thanks, Kayla. (walks into the event with Aeon, hand-in-hand)

#aeon (pjo)#nico di angelo #pjo #nion #percy jackson #still dunno what to tag this as

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so im neck deep in reading echo garden - hi, hope ur doing well, holy hell what is this beautiful piece of writing and worldbuilding omg? i originally wanted to ask you something like; 'what's your inspiration for your worldbuilding, what ideas did you come up with, pull/build from etc'

..but instead i wanna try and ask you a different question/for advice, if that's okay? (your writing went and gave me a mild crisis, congrats you've reached peak 'make-ppl-feel-things-thru-writing' skillz. :}) how do you even 'do' worldbuilding? because i'm doubting myself, reading your story lol. i know the whole.. 'we get inspiration from literally everything around us', 'there's no such thing as a truly original idea' etc,

but i'm just now breaking free of the thought that i have to.. produce something big and unique and grandiose? (for others? it's a weird attention-y 'ey look what i made' thing.) like, honestly, i fell in love with your worldbuilding but feel.. envious? like, 'oh, damn, i wish i was this good.' which, yeah, I KNOW is silly.

I don't know.. how to worldbuild/craft (whatever term) something that feels like mine? I keep comparing to others, and keep feeling like whatever bits and pieces come to me isn't good enough. Isn't unique/cool/giant/'oh-so-new-&-different' enough. like I have to somehow reach that impossible 'true original idea', without using any inspiration at all (otherwise it's not 'mine') - when everything's already been thought of before by countless people.

I'm sitting here in a really weird, silly, downright stupid at this point, circular loop and I don't know how to get out of it. I think not understanding what worldbuilding is, or how it works or even how having ideas works, might be why I've screwed myself here? And the internet's weird.. impossible standard for idea-having.

I have tiny pieces, the barest little foundations, I just don't know how to grow them into.. something, anything. (is maybe the thought that I ought to grow them in the first place one of the reasons I'm having trouble? and it's.. okay to not? that just because they're tiny, or simple, or mundane, doesn't mean they're worth less than 'bigger & better' chunks of ideas/worldbuilding?)

Hi! I'm doing okay, thanks. Vacation could be structured more to my liking, but family & obligation something something.

Anyway. Thanks! I'm glad you're enjoying Echo Garden. Especially the worldbuilding, which is one of my favorite things to do. It seems like you're feeling a lot of mixed and heavy things about it. I don't know if I'm any authority to help you with that, but I'll give it a shot. Let's go through what you've sent me, albeit out of order. I'mma put this behind a cut, because it got very long.

>what is this beautiful piece of writing and worldbuilding omg? Thank you! I appreciate that. Here I would like to stress that this writing has taken me almost 4 years and hundreds and hundreds of hours, and hundreds of thousands of words to accomplish. If you think it is beautiful, I am happy to hear that! I will be honest: I am very proud of what I've done. But what I'm stressing here is that it was not effortless. It is beautiful, but it has taken a lot of work.

>i fell in love with your worldbuilding but feel.. envious? like, 'oh, damn, i wish i was this good.' which, yeah, I KNOW is silly. No, that's not silly. That's legit. Envy or jealousy are totally normal things to feel in any given situation. If the situations were reversed, I'd feel the same way. When I see people who have things or skills I wish I had, I feel it. This might be a good time to drop a little story about when I first thought about writing TF fic. Please do me a favor and go read this ask, you can skip down to the bold words that say NOTE THE WARNINGS AND TAGS BEFORE READING. Here I talk about how I didn't write for a year because I read a fic so good I knew I could never be that good.

tl;dr and/or moral: it's ok and natural to feel envious. Don't let it stop you from writing, though. If I had let TGWP stop me from writing, you'd never have Echo Garden. That'd be a shame, I think. I'm glad I decided to try writing, even though I knew I couldn't do something as good as what I admired. I did something else.

>how do you even 'do' worldbuilding? because i'm doubting myself, reading your story lol. i know the whole.. 'we get inspiration from literally everything around us', 'there's no such thing as a truly original idea' etc, I'll come back to your first question eventually, but I wanna address the latter statements: "We get inspiration from everything around us," yes, this is true. Being a sponge, being observant of the world, will help you build a 'library' of ideas. Artists have a term for this that escapes me at the moment, but the idea is, if an artist draws 1000 trees, and within those, 50 different kinds of trees, they now have an excellent mental tree 'library' to reference when they need to draw a tree. And since it's super easy to find irl references of trees, one might ask, what's the use of the mental library? It gives the artist the basics and a ton of variations on The Concept of a Tree. In a similar way, observing the world, reading stories, listening to music, absorbing creative works, etc will also add to your mental library. You can call on these things when worldbuilding later. Quick example: if you know the ins and outs of a hospital, because you're a nurse, you'll have a fantastic basis for a realistically operating sci fi hospital on another world. Take a concept relating to the hospital, as we know it on Earth, and change it. What if patients can regrow internal organs but not limbs? See what that does to the organization of the hospital. The staff, the pharmacy, the stock, the medical supplies. What changes? Organ donors aren't needed anymore. Would this mean an actual reduction in the species's understanding of how those organs work? An irl nurse won't have to do a ton of research to get the basics which are drawn upon to answer those questions.

This line of questioning took me to something I want to expand upon later, but for now: What kind of cultural issues could arise from this species's healing ability? Is someone who was forced to grow a new liver due to an accident "less than" someone who has their original liver? Hold onto the fact that we just went from hospital -> biology -> culture. "There's no such thing as a truly original idea," I disagree with this statement, though I know it is a very, very popular one. I think it is true that plots and archetypes are commonly used over and over again. I think there are still original ideas out there, though. I pride myself on it, to be honest. Some of the worldbuilding you like so much comes from ideas that I've not seen in either TF canon or fanon. They tend to be smaller details that feed into bigger systems, once you take them to their logical endpoints. More on that later.

>I keep comparing to others, and keep feeling like whatever bits and pieces come to me isn't good enough. Isn't unique/cool/giant/'oh-so-new-&-different' enough.

All I can say here is that comparison is the thief of joy. If we're talking strictly fanfic, it shouldn't be this stressful on you. People love tropes for a reason. Don't be afraid to use them. Echo Garden itself has a few. "Enemies to lovers" never quite felt like the correct term, but it is recognizable and there are tons of fans of it. Remember the thing about me not writing for a year cuz I thought I wasn't good enough. Don't do that. Comparison is the thief of joy! >like I have to somehow reach that impossible 'true original idea', without using any inspiration at all (otherwise it's not 'mine') - when everything's already been thought of before by countless people.

Again, I do think there are truly original ideas still out there. You have a unique view of the world. Writing is one way to share it. All your experiences, your education, your hardships and your victories shape who you are. No one else will be looking out the same eyeballs. With practice, you can find ideas. I'll explain how I do it. Maybe that will help you, too. Though you do have, by your own words, little pieces: I have tiny pieces, the barest little foundations, I just don't know how to grow them into.. something, anything. Little pieces are a good place to start. And if they stay little, that's fine. Having a ton of little pieces layered on top of each other is what contributes richness to your world.

My goal with all the above was to address the emotional aspect of your ask. I haven't gone through everything, but I'd like to get to your core question. I am going to answer it literally, in a way that might not help you, then try to break it down into something that might be helpful.

how do you even 'do' worldbuilding?

I think. All the time. I am one of those people who has a laser focus and is able to make connections between unrelated ideas. I am always, always thinking. It's not really daydreaming. It's thinking about a single idea and then taking it for a ride down a million "what if?" paths. Put it this way: I think watching astronomy lectures is fun and I loathe parties. Fun for me is world building: building literal worlds. Playing with ideas. So how do I 'do' worldbuilding? Mostly in my head. Once I get some ideas that make sense, I write them down so I don't forget them. If I'm lucky, I'm at home at my computer and can type them fast. If I'm not, I'm at work, and I scribble them on pieces of paper. It can be anything, from a huge plot point to a teeny tiny detail.

How do I think? If I'm world building from nothing (as opposed to solving a problem or building on top of previously thought of stuff), I just... think of things that fascinate me. For Transformers, that's their biology and how it links to culture. It's their alienness. The possible geology of their world. I freaking love just thinking about that!

Once you have a fascinating idea, you push it. What does that mean? Do you recall, in the nurse/hospital example above, I noted that, while we started with 'hospital setting,' it moved to how that healing factor could be interpreted in the culture of that species? That was what I mean: taking the idea of 'alien hospital' to 'what does this mean about their biology?' to 'what does this mean about their culture?' And to be honest, this is how I do a lot of world building. Culture comes from biology and geology. This is a personal theory I have, I'm sure anthropologists have a better definition of culture. But that's the one I use for worldbuilding. What is the consequence of your fascinating idea? That is the key for me. That is how I worldbuild.

If I'm worldbuilding on top of previous stuff, it's sometimes a bit harder or easier, depending on how the previous stuff narrows your possibilities. But in that case, I usually try to be as logical as possible. Here's an example for Echo Garden:

canon facts: the Lost Light has a fuel furnace and an engine room and a bridge

me: hmm, okay, the LL has utilities and facilities, kind of like a small town. someone has to tend to those things. I'm sure some mechs have specialized knowledge that makes them a better fit for maintaining/upkeeping certain things than others. We saw Blaster on the bridge acting as a communications officer of sorts. Hmm, he's probably the best bet for keeping comm-related stuff clean and running. Hmm, that fuel furnace... I bet it's really hot in there, lol. I bet it's complicated in there. They probably have to color code the pathways to the different furnaces. I bet most mechs wouldn't like being in there because it's so hot. I wonder who'd get stuck with that chore. Well... Rodimus is fireproof, basically, and Trailbreaker could protect himself with his shield. So they can do that chore.

It feels rambly when I write it out. I suppose it could be. I do this very quickly in my mind, though. I pull from everything I know: canon, fanon, things I know from my own life experiences. This 'pulling' happens all at the same time. So, going back to that 'mental library,' as you can see, that's a powerful thing for me to have for my worldbuilding method.

Okay okay, so how can I make all that into something actionable by you? Good question. I suppose I will answer it with more questions!

Precisely define what it is you want to worldbuild. Is it cultural (language, food, clothing, music, etc)? Is it biological (bodies, adaptations, appearance, etc)? Is it environmental (geology of the world, or the inside of a space ship)? What exactly do you want to accomplish?

Once you have selected your Topic, think about all the things related to that Topic. What are the usual characteristics of Topic? Which of those characteristics can you change to fit your world? Example: food in TF. Food is often energon or engex. Food in real life is a huge part of culture. If your goal is to showcase a character making a special dish, maybe pick an irl dish you like, and see how its preparation would change if it was made out of a pretty, glowy energon-y substance instead of whatever it's made of on Earth.

If you haven't worldbuilt to your satisfaction, try another avenue. What else about Topic can you think of? What are your personal experiences regarding Topic? Maybe go do some research on Topic- you might find a neat little tidbit to incorporate into your writing.

Once you've worldbuilt Topic to your satisfaction, link it to the rest of your world! What does Topic existing do to your environment? To your characters? It's okay if Topic isn't a huge deal. That's totally fine! It's lovely to just have little worldbuilding details hanging around in the background. Remember- layering lots of tiny details really helps make a world feel rich and lived in. In the event that Topic is a big deal, repeat step 2 to discover how it affects your world.

Once Topic is happily integrated into your world, repeat the process! Take breaks, listen to music. Zone out. See if your brain can make some weird connections while you're not even really thinking about it. Be open to something that sounds kinda nuts at first. Maybe there's a way to pull it off! Or maybe not.

Side note: if you think of a really cool idea but it doesn't fit into the story you're writing right now, stick it in a file for later. Mmm, delicious ideas file, ready to be cannibalized for your next story.

So... yeah! That's how I worldbuild. Thinking a LOT and connecting ideas together and then pushing them to logical extremes/conclusions.

If you have any specific questions about anything I've written, feel free to ask. I don't think my method will work for everyone, but hopefully you can put your own spin on it and find a method that works for you.

Best of luck and happy worldbuilding :)

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