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mudavaye · 4 months
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Bets at diff stages of her 20s
I still need to actually figure out her role in Onti when she eventually appears tbf
Also happy 2024 lovelies
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mochinek0 · 4 months
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Daminette December 2023: 13-Wednesday
Paris couldn't believe what they were seeing: Marinette Dupain-Cheng was in Gotham Academy, in uniform! They hadn't see her in four years! What shocked them even more was seeing her arguing with some guy and she wasn't backing down.
The students in Gotham Academy didn't pay them any attention. Everyone ignored the shouting and yelling; they just kept walking as if they didn't see or hear them.
"Shouldn't you get a teacher?" Nino asked a student passing by.
"For what?" asked the brunette.
The class pointed at the arguing students.
"Wat day is it?" the brunette questioned.
"Wednesday." Max answered, "Does it matter?"
"It's their 'Argue Day'." the Gotham student declared.
"Argue day?" Mylene asked, confused.
"Yeah." the student stated, with a shrug, "Like clockwork. Teachers learned to deal with it. They get competitive, too."
"My boyfriend wouldn't put up with this sort of thing." Lila declared, "He hates violence."
"Oh, who is you boyfriend?" the brunette questioned.
"Damian Wayne." Lila smiled.
The brunette started laughing and pointing at Lila.
"Dude?" the blonde nearby questioned.
"This bitch said Damian Wayne is her boyfriend! She also said he hated violence!" the brunette answered and continued to laugh.
The blonde joined, howling with laughter. The Paris class shifted uncomfortably.
"Listen here, Faker," the blonde spoke, "you're not dating our ice Prince. Not to mention Damian is one of the most violent Waynes to roam these halls."
Lila sniffled, "He just doesn't want the media to know. I'm not lying."
"Well, that's lie number two." the brunette counted, "Damian doesn't care about the media. They gave him the title 'Ice Prince'."
"Do you know how many reporters have broken their arms, hands, or fingers trying to get a scoop from him?" the blonde questioned.
"You the ones lying!" Aly shouted, "Lila said he was kind and helpful Damian Wayne does charity work with her, for the environment!"
"It's not that hard to look up." the blonde scoffed, :About every other weekend, he's in the park casually talking to Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, and playign with their hyenas as they plan 'How to green up Gotham'."
Lila paled hearing how he associated with rogues. That hadn't been what she expected.
"Supposedly, his mother is just as bad as they are." the brunette declared, "If not worse."
Lila gulped, trying to figure out how to keep her classmates under her control as her lie began to unravel.
"If anything, it sound like you googled 'rich kid+my age in Gotham' and Damian Wayne popped up first." the blonde responded.
"How can you say that about our friend?" Kim demanded.
The boys pointed to Marinette and the boy arguing still.
"That is Damian Wayne." the brunette answered, "By tomorrow, they'll be back to cuddling and kissing, like they have been for the past three years."
"They basically chose one day a week to let their frustrations out on each other." the blonde spoke, "It just happens to be on Wednesday."
The Parisians turned to Lila for an answer.
"I-I'm sure that's not it." Lila declared in a panic.
"Oh, really?" questioned the blonde boy, "Yo, Mari! How many times did Damian drug your coffee and drag you to bed, last week?"
"Four!" she shouted, still glaring at him.
Damian scoffed, "It was three."
"Liar!" Marinette screamed.
The class watched on in confusion.
"Damian, how many times did Mari make you new clothes last month?" the brunette asked.
"Ten!" Damian exclaimed in frustration.
Marinette scoffed, "Like you don't complain about those 'monkey suits' and how uncomfortable they are."
"I didn't ask you to go out of you way, Angel, and make me those things!" Damian rebutted.
"Oh, so now my designs are things?" Mari declared, "I just wanted you to be comfortable!"
"I'm fine!" the young Wayne sighed, "You need to sleep!"
"How long did she stay up?" the blonde questioned.
"She didn't sleep." Damian growled.
Marinette threw her hands up before resting them on her hips, "I slept on the drive over. I drank Tim's coffee. It usually has at least five espressos. Not the most I've had."
"What?" Damian shouted.
"Ah, so that's the reason this time." the brunette spoke.
"Sorry, Liar, but no one in Gotham will believe that you are anything to Gotham's Ice Prince when there are pictures being posted, like this, by his very own brothers." the blonde declared.
He turned his phone around to see Marinette and Damian dressed in pajamas and curled up in bed together.
"Everyone in Gotham Academy knows they live together at Wayne Manor." he continued, "Not to mention, the moment someone tries to touch her or get in her personal space, he threatens to kill them."
"He had five knives taken away this month." the brunette stated.
"Actually, it was eight." the blonde commented.
"Oh, when did I miss those?" the brunette questioned.
"You were sick for a week." the blonde answered.
"Gotha." the brunette spoke, "So, good luck and welcome to Gotham."
"Have a good Wednesday." the blonde spoke as they walked away.
Marinette yawned, "Why am I yawning? I drank Tim's coffee."
"Todd switched his coffee with decaf." Damian smiled, "You just happened to drink it, instead."
"No." she whined, "You did this on purpose!"
"I did not force you to drink Drake's coffee not did I force you to stay up all night." he answered, "If anything, Todd is upset that you ruined his prank."
"But-" Mari yawned again.
Damian smirked and picked her into his arms, "We are going home and you are going to bed."
"School." Marinette replied.
"I already messaged the teachers on the ride over that e would be missing the next two days." the young Wayne answered, "I've also paid Todd $100 for messing up his plan. In exchange, he will bring you lunch and dinner."
Marinette didn't respond and curled up in his arms. Damian just walked out of the school.
"Okay!" someone shouted, "Who had them making up under fifteen minutes?"
"Awww, man!"
"I could have sworn they would argue longer today."
"Didn't expect her to not sleep."
"Or have decaf."
"If she had just had that coffee."
"How much did you lose?"
"$20."
"Lucky; $30."
"50."
Paris watched on as money was exchanged. Marinette and Damian Wayne's couple argument had gotten so common that people were gambling on it. They started to turn to Lila, who obviously had no idea how to explain what had just happened.
"So, you really were a liar." Nathaniel whispered, "Marinette was right, all along."
"I don't think we'll get to apologize to Marinette," Rose sniffled, "But she looks happy."
"Can't say you will be by the end of this trip, Lila." Alix sneered.
Lila was out of her element as Gotham had quickly spread her lie about dating Damian. No one believed her and if she said anything, they would just laugh at her. Not to metion her own classmates were now ignoring her. This hadn't been what she had planned; it was just another Wednesday. Nothing special about it.
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zee-rambles · 1 year
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April: I bet this is killing you two.
Leo: April, do not ruin this for me! I am NOT cleaning my own room, or listening to Donnie go full speech mode!
Mikey: Come on! There’s no way the two of you can go 24 hours without arguing.
Leo/Donnie: There’s no way you can make us!
April: Oh I know I can! All it will take is one question.
Leo/Donnie: Sure. There’s no question that could possibly-
April: So, between the two of you, who is the funniest?
Leo/Donnie: 😱
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Part 1
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lionfloss · 2 years
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by Ci Demi
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nikki-tine · 1 month
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Turnaround sketches of my Seven Deadly Sins!Sans, Betsalel!
He represented the Sin of Gluttony in his (admittedly not quite properly named) AU - as he is the only survivor of his now-dead timeline, he retains these abilities if only because no one had contested the role before it's collapse. The ectobody scarring is from a fight he had with the AU Gaster (Severinus, Sin of Greed) just before the AU's collapse - Under the ecto, his ribs on that side are cracked with one rib barely being held together.
The Light form (left) is his more-used form now, and Dark form (right) is used for combat or when his emotions reach a boiling point (a rare thing). He has much more control over himself than he did when he first appeared in the white void post-AU collapse, and has since become a Guardian for the Naian Doodlesphere (the Doodlesphere that holds Sparky's AU of UnderCharged as well as adjacent AUs + others unmentioned here).
His work as it is now requires him to hop timelines, and often it leads to him chasing Lyor around as the latter enjoys creating mischief and the former is trying to prevent it!
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These two crack me up. 🤣🤣
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random-iz-stuff · 1 year
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Anyone wanna take bets on the upcoming Deathmatches?
Like one of the next Deathmatches tomorrow is Gashloog Vs Lard Nar
Anyone wanna bet on who wins before the poll goes up?
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I say 100 monies on Gashloog
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piyoandpome · 6 months
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From Volume 11
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Aizawa *running through the doors of the staff room*: Bakugou just confessed to Deku and they kissed!
Midnight: What day is it?
Nedzu: Today is Thursday.
Aizawa: Just like I said in the bet!
Present Mic: Dammit I said Friday!
All Might: I placed my bet on last Tuesday! I guess I had too much confidence in them.
Aizawa: Well regardless, I'm right and you're wrong. You bitches all owe me 3000 yen each!
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zephyruswrites536 · 7 months
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Short short short fic:
The old men avatar trying to get anything done in pairs/groups~!warning cursing!
Jonah: Hey… Peter could you get me some tea?
Peter: No, you haven’t won a bet
Jonah*Had just been trying to relax after Brutal pipe murder*: OH FOR FUCKS SAKE
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Peter: Simon, I really don’t want to have to do the institutes party, can you host it?
Simon(drinking a blue coffee): No, you haven’t won a bet against me to allow that-
Peter(cringing inside before phasing to the prison): Elias- if I let you out this one time..:
Jonah(laying down on the metal bench looking at his nails): Fuck off, I’m not hosting an institute party just because your sorry ass is Asocial
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Simon: So, Jonah… I was thinking- what if I tried making one of your employees-
Jonah(putting his pointer finger up): I’m going to stop you right there and say you don’t have a win on me.
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Continuation of Peter trying to get somebody to host the party~
Peter: Rayner… could you possibly-
Maxwell: Peter. I Will say this one time and one time only, I do not associate with the institute outside of Jonah- and I do not place bets like you dumb fucks.
Peter(giving his best 😀 smile): Thank you for the insight, Rayner.
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Jonah: Simon, is it true you only really have two avatars under the vast?
Simon(trying to slip away): Jonah, you know I do not answer questions for the watcher.
Jonah(smirking): ah, well, yes. I know that. But I was just wondering if you’d like to tell me. Not the watcher.
Simon(stopping his escape to give the 😃 smile): You know Jonah- you are not the least bit as clever as you try to come off as… maybe a few more centuries will get you there.
Jonah(grasping at straws): Simon… Please.
Simon: How about a bet?
Jonah(sighing-screaming internally): On what exactly, Simon?
Simon(tapping his cane against the ground as he thinks): How about… how much time it will take for Peter to come how with the idea that he doesn’t have to do the institute party?
Jonah(nodding): Sounds fair… How long do you think?
Simon: About a week.
Jonah(laughing): We’ll see about that…
Simon(realizing he’s just made the dumbest bet of his life with the best manipulator he knows): Oh- wait- no- Jonah come back!
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Everyone respectively drinking their coffee- Simon’s blue one, Peter’s black coffee(with one pump of vanilla and nothing else), Jonah’s Carmel macchiato, and Maxwell’s seasonal black as night coffee-
Maxwell: So- Jonah- how are things with the new Archivist?
Jonah(seeming quizzical): Since when do you- ah- … How’s your little minuscule and ultimately unsuccessful black hole doing?
Maxwell(suddenly angry): Oh well since you asked so kindly-
Simon(leaning over to talk to Peter while Jonah and Maxwell bicker): When you do think Maxwell will first bring up your great great great great grandpa?
Peter(going rigid at the thought of Mordechai): I’m not making a stupid bet with you, Simon.
Simon(tutting, before giving the 😃 smile): Seems I was right anyways.
Maxwell(having set down his coffee minutes ago): Are you going to fuck them like you fuck every avatar and worker in your inner circle?
Jonah(giving a 😀 but one eye-twitching smile): Edmund, do you want to visit the end? Or do you want me to squeeze the information out of you like twisting out a soaked necktie?
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Annabelle(got invited while Elias was in prison): This seems like an awfully boring event.
Maxwell(sitting as far back in his seat as possible sipping his black coffee that goes cold every time and deadpan staring at her like she’s committed a capital offense): It’s actually quite eventful when Jonah is here.
Simon (reading the same paper that Gertrude had posted to stop Peter’s ritual in physical format as he does every-time the meet for coffee): Why- it is peculiar that you are acting so upset now that Jonah is gone- or is that your hormones from the new body?
Maxwell(looking like a goth but not the good kind- the 12 y/o kind): Oh shut up!
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Simon(on his way over to the institute but stopping at the prison to say hi): Don’t you look ravishing.
Jonah, bored to death, sitting upside down for the first time in months): Fuck off. What do you want?
Simon(smirking and looking him over before sighing): We both know that Peter is going to fail.
Jonah(nodding and sitting correctly): Yes.
Simon: But we don’t know how badly he’ll fail.
Jonah(stopping for a second): What are you suggesting?
Simon(giving a cheery laugh): I suggest the good captain will die.
Jonah(thinking it over before nodding and leaning back): Most likely.
Simon: The question is when?
Jonah: Placing a bet, are we?
Simon(nodding like a kid on Cotten candy): Exactly, I estimate after the worlds changed.
Jonah(shaking his head): You’re saying he’d give himself over to the end?
Simon: Precisely.
Jonah: Well- I’m sure you’re wrong and Jon will kill him, good luck then.
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mudavaye · 10 months
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Sharing with you all that I finally figured out a tattoo on Bets’ back 😩
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kenrik · 7 months
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Since I need to distance myself from Twitter, it being the shitshow it is, I've deleted my analysis there and will be posting them here.
For the record, generally, I believe the following will happen -
1. Of the four protagonists - Yuji, Megumi, Nobara, and Gojo - only Yuji will die.
I think Nobara is only out of commission.
I think Gojo is still relevant to the plot and will be revived or is still alive. He will go north.
Yuji can switch bodies. I don't know shit, but I'm pretty sure he plans to take back Megumi, and in the process, gets trapped and will sacrifice himself.
2. The protagonists entered the fight with a plan. Kenjaku is a tactician and manipulator. Gojo et al. wouldn't have gone into December 24 without having strategized. A contingency they may have prepared for is rescuing an injured/dead Gojo. An example of a way they'd rescue him is through Ui Ui's innate technique.
I hold Gege-san in high regard. That's why I trust him to bring it home with Gojo's character. I honestly think that if Sukuna killed Gojo, it would've involved more gore. A clean cut like that and no further insight into his remains, as if it just disappeared. As if nothing happened. Sus for real. People laud Sukuna, but I believe he underestimated Gojo like Toji did before him. There is a reason why, throughout the story, it has been repeated time and time again that Megumi doesn't know about Gojo's fight with Toji. It's anyone's guess honestly. But I believe in Gojo's humanity. In our protagonists' relationships all being wholesome.
Regardless of what happens in the battlefield, all our protagonists look out for each other. Gojo is no different. His students and peers will take care of him.
I entered JJK for wholesomeness. That's what I expect.
The ultimate goal is to save Megumi and lay Suguru to rest. I don't think Gojo would muck this up. I think that his getting sealed was a wake up call for him.
I believe in Gege-san. I've been failed by so many before him, most recent was HBO's Game of Thrones and that was back in 2019 haha. I don't really watch anything anymore. But the wholesomeness of the characters in JJK, Gojo's character, Gouta just made me fall in love with JJK. I can only hope for the best for the protagonists.
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hilsonrecsmd · 1 month
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The Line of Thought 
by tevinterimperium
teen | comp. | 12k ; fake dating
summary: Cameron, Foreman, and Chase keep on trying to get into the little details of House's love life. House doesn't like that one bit.
“So the consensus is that they’re actually dating.” “And now they’re fighting.” “Definitely.” “All right. Foreman, pay up.” “We didn’t put any money on it.” “Still.”
ao3 comment: MiriMiraMiren commented -
Okay I've read and reread this like five times this week so Ixm leaving this definitely overdue comment. Abolutely love this fic and how you write them both, so many of these lines are so perfectly in character I blink at them not being in an episode I overlooked.
I love the labeling of their cycle as "Normalcy, fuck-up, half apology" to someone else it would sound cold or alienating to label a friendship like that but I think it fits them more than anything.
Also cannot get over how this fic is rated T but the sheer emotional impact of the kisses we do get hit like an Explict truck. Absolutely amazing job nailing their intimacy.
Such a fun read and a good take on them fake dating. Definitely my fave fic of the fandom <3
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dnfao3tags · 1 year
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DNF Reclist - Bets & Wagers
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— like a secret by findingahome (teen | comp. | 2k)
a shirt and a bet leads to a “soft” launch on stream. 
— it was only a bet (how did it end up like this) by alreadyhateyou (expl. | comp. | 11k)
Dream can admit, he can be a tad bit on the competitive side. He thought he liked nothing more than winning, besting all those against him, believing victory to be the sweetest of all. Dream hates to lose, but finds he likes what George does to him way more when he does.
— nothing the matter with a kiss by jaycee418 (mature | comp. | 5k)
Sapnap bets George he can’t get an attractive blonde at a party to kiss him.
— Recipe for Rivalry by isntitcrazy, miamango (expl. | wip | 15k+ | most likely abandoned)
George, a French-trained pastry chef with an attitude for perfection, signs up for a high-stakes baking competition, failing to predict the cherry-lust rivalry forged between himself and a fellow competitor.
— wanna dance in socks around you by GenOfEve (expl. | comp. | 7k)
George never should have made this bet. But, as he has to deal with the consequences Dream has forced upon him, he can’t help but come to some realisations. Like the fact that he looks damn good in a skirt, for one.
— Of Idiots, Coconuts, and Rain Drops That Shatter by LightNS (teen | comp. | 7k)
Sapnap makes a bet, Dream is an idiot, and George is done.
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annestie · 2 months
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Like It Will Ever Happen
Summary: Lo’ak makes a seemingly impossible bet with some rather unfortunate consequences, thinking it would never happen. Poor Lo’ak’s never had that good of luck
Pairing: Ao'nung x Neteyam
Word Count: 640
Notes: For Day 13: Joke of @bellakotzent on Tumblr Avatar Valentine's Week.
Kind of late but I've blistered my finger and so I've been fighting through the pain to write lmao. Also my sleep schedule is fucked and I'm literally running on pure will power and monsters though that's kind of typical for me.
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It starts as a joke. Betting the strangest bets they can with some odd consequences. They’re bored and its entertainment. Really there’s no need for more explanation.
“I bet mom and the Tsahìk will become best friends in the next year,” Spider says, laughing. “I will do everyone’s chores for a week if that happens,” he adds as a consequence.
“How do we make that happen? I need to see you try and complete that,” Kiri tells him. She laughs but Lo’ak can tell she’s entirely serious.
“I bet your parents will have another child within the year,” Rotxo says. Lo’ak cringes at the thought, their marui is already so full, though Spider, him and Kiri are on the verge of moving out. “I would repair all the nets in the village for a month.” Rotxo chuckles.
“No, we just got more room with Neteyam moving out,” Spider complains.
Finally thinking of a good bet, Lo’ak joins with, “I bet Ao’nung and Neteyam will get together in the next month. I’ll allow Tuk to finally give me that makeover if I’m right!” He couldn’t imagine them ever getting their feelings in order quick enough for that.
“Do you promise?” Tuk asks, excitedly. She’s practically jumping from where’s she seated.
“Yeah sure,” Lo’ak tells. “Like it ever will happen,” he then says to Spider quietly as they both snicker.
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A few weeks go by and suddenly Lo’ak notices something strange. It’s a normal day in the village, another boring one, but normal, nonetheless. He’s hanging around the rock with the group as they usually do after their morning duties are complete. Talking, chatting, nothing out of the ordinary.
Then, Neteyam walks by and stands beside them, leaning against one of the rocks. It’s his outfit that has Lo’ak taken aback. Neteyam wears a shawl covering his shoulders and upper chest made from a tawtsngal. A tawtsngal.
People only wore such clothing back in the forest on special occasions. Specifically, on dates with people they hoped to be mated with.
Kiri’s the first to say anything about it. “Brother, what is the occasions?” she asks.
“Does it matter?” Neteyam counters, crossing his arms.
Kiri raises an eyebrow. “It does when you’ve let your hair down and are wearing a tawtsngal.”
Lo’ak hadn’t even noticed that. Neteyam’s hair is loose, out of the braids he normally has, and two strands in the front are pulled back for a half up half down kind of look.
“What is a tawtsngal?” Tsireya curiously questions them.
Lo’ak explains to her, “A plant in the forest. Clothing is made from it for things like dates.”
“Fine. I do have a date tonight,” Neteyam finally confesses.
“Really?” Lo’ak says without really thinking. In the few years they’ve lived on Awa’atlu, Lo’ak has never seen Neteyam accept any confessions.
Neteyam sheepishly lets out a small laugh. “Yeah, this is actually our third date.”
“Where are you two going?” Lo’ak asks.
“Around. I’m taking my ikran and he is taking his tsurak.”
“Around to the spirit tree?” Spider teasingly asks him.
“Shut up and no, mom and dad would kill me, and his parents would probably as well.”
“So, who is this date with?” Kiri looks for him expectantly awaiting answer.
Neteyam opens his mouth to say when Ao’nung walks by. “Hey, Neteyam, are we still good for this evening?” Ao’nung asks, leaning on the same rock Neteyam’s on.
“Of course,” Neteyam responds.
“No!” Lo’ak yells.
“Yes!” Tuk yells at the same time.
The couple stare at them confused. “Do I want to know?” Ao’nung asks Neteyam, looking bemused as Tuk celebrates and Lo’ak wallows in whatever is causing his misery.  
“I am not sure either,” Neteyam responds, looking the situation the same.
“I’m going to get the paint!” Tuk yells before standing and running off.
“No!” Lo’ak dramatically shouts.
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Tawtsngal: A plant that grows in the forest, sometimes worn by young na'vi looking for a mate (More Info! There's actually a lot of cool info about a lot of different plants here. Check it out if you can, it's really interesting)
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yarn-dragon · 9 months
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New fic! Remeny and Beryl make a bet
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