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tsamsiyu ta'em - new names, familiar faces

Masterlist - part three

Summary: Kayla is held captive by her long-lost, recently-found brother and his people. She feels like a prisoner on the outside, looking in as he introduces her to his family

Pairing: Ronal/Tonowari/Original Female Character

Tag: #tsamsiyu ta'em fic

posted on ao3

Word Count: 5k+

Taglist: @mooniequeen @shit-i-say-shit-i-think @heart-an0n

Warnings: canon-compliant, canon-typical violence, mature language, adult content, slow burn, polyamory, found family, cool aunt agenda, alien/human (technically avatar), jake sully sister agenda, time skips, I'm trying to hurry up and get to the good parts so bear with me, fluff, angst, adopted spider, tags to be added

Outnumbered by Na'vi men and women, Makayla wisely chose not to fight her own capture. With pleading eyes, Jake had begged her to just let the natives tie her hands and pull her into the forest by a rope, leading her away from Hell's Gate and weaponless. Jake sticks to the front of the group after instructing their hoard of banshees to fly away, while Kayla was being led around from the back. She barely spoke a word after initially hugging her brother out of relief and surprise, and instead chose to carefully observe her captives and kept her face neutral. Her biggest observation was about a certain Na'vi woman who walked closely to Jake compared to all the other warriors, the same woman who would occasionally look back to check on their avatar captive. Kayla wasn't blind but chose to keep the observation to herself for the time being.

They walked forever until Jake instructs the war party to rest for a bit now that they were safely distanced from the former military base. Kayla is pushed to the floor and forced to sit, her hands still tied in front of her. Jake and the mysterious Na'vi woman move to sit in front of her in their own little tight circle while the other people around them either rested or scouted ahead. This is where Jake told his sister everything, from the moment he left Earth to recent events following the arrival of the Sky People. He left out Neytiri and their children for the time being, hoping that Kayla would simply believe he did everything he could out of love for everyone and everything on Pandora, internally aware of how stupid she would make him look if she knew he had done it all for his love of one individual.

At first, Makayla appeared cautious and doubtful, some small part of her still making her suspicious as to whether or not the Na'vi in front of her was really her brother, in an avatar body that didn't bore any of his old tattoos. She wished she could spit and curse at him, demanding that he tell her the truth instead of this stupid, made-up fairytale. However, some of his tales back up what she had been told of the Na'vi people, the same people who fought and drove the RDA back from their homeworld and forced them to return to Earth. Jake relayed parts of those events that were recorded in RDA data files that Kayla couldn't afford to ignore. She was forced to believe him, especially in her predicament.

When Jake finished his story with a question of his own, wondering how she got here, Makayla's words felt heavy on her tongue as she answered, "Seven years ago, I was given this job opportunity to come to Pandora. General Ardmore said that in exchange for helping her establish evidence that human civilians could live in and out of the avatar link safely, she would help me find your remains and have them sent back to Earth," she caught the slight wideness of his yellow eyes before elaborating, "I was told you were killed in action so I wanted to find your body and send it home to be buried beside Tommy."

"Why does Ardmore want civilians to have avatars?"

"Earth is dying, Jake," as predicted, the Sully brother didn't look all too surprised and Kayla continued, "There's not much left of it, at least that's what it was like before I left, hence why I didn't need a whole lot of convincing to leave. The RDA is not mining for resources or anything like the last time they were here. No, they're now colonizing. Building roads and dams and skyscrapers. Ardmore's objective is to make Pandora our new home."

Neytiri hissed quietly from the back of her throat, "This was our home first."

Kayla's ears flattened for a moment, eyes carefully inspecting Neytiri's every movement before Jake purposely drove her attention away, "So they want you to... what? Be their guinea pig?"

"Essentially," she shrugged, "My job is to test the boundaries and see how far I could go in this body while mine still lies in a lab back in Bridgehead. They want to know how long I could stay in the link without breaking it. If the tests are successful, then they can get the green light to make more avatars, and this time for the civilians once they all move here."

"Tell me about General Ardmore."

"Logical. Analytical. Devoid of any kind of human emotion," Kayla let out an amused scoff, "I wouldn't be surprised if we woke up tomorrow to learn that she's actually a synthetic android. They chose her to run this task force because they knew she would never suddenly feel pity or empathy for any native life here on Pandora. She'll get the job done without even breaking a sweat or a tear. Nothing is personal to her. That makes her dangerous."

Jake slowly nods, adjusting his crouching stance before leveling Kayla with an interrogating look, "You sound like you know her pretty well."

She glared back in defiance, "She recruited me herself. She said I was exactly what she was looking for in a soldier. Now looking back, she probably recruited me to draw you out."

His ears visibly lowered in shame, along with his eyes when he realized he couldn't stand to look at his sister anymore, voice quiet as he spoke, "I'm sorry."

"Uh-huh," cold, unconvinced, and honestly uninterested, she moved onto an interrogation of her own, eyes flicking over to the Na'vi woman crouching beside him, "Who's she?"

Jake raises his arm and gently touches his mate's, "This is Neytiri. My wife. Neytiri, this is Makayla, my sister."

Neytiri, stern and neutral, dutifully nods to the avatar woman, "Hello, Makayla te Suli."

"Did you say your wife?" Makayla's mask slips as genuine shock graces her face, her traitorous tail wagging in curiosity behind her as she closely inspects Neytiri with her eyes. Regaining her composure, Kayla tries dropping her voice into a proper accent while nodding to her sister-in-law, "Kaltxì."

Both Neytiri and Jake curiously watch Kayla and she quickly backtracks and curls further in on herself, prepared to defend her pride, "Did I say it right?"

Jake smiles a little, "It's a little rusty, but we understood. How do you know Na'vi?"

"I was only in cryosleep for three years instead of the full trip here. I wanted to research as much as I could, but reading the words... it's harder to grasp the pronunciation compared to actually hearing it. I don't know most of the language, just the basic phrases."

"Did you... did you by any chance read Dr. Grace Augustine's book?"

She frowned, thrown off by this sudden small talk, "I did."

"Grace has a daughter who we adopted. Her name is Kiri. If you still have your copy--"

"Kiri?" Some angry emotion resembling betrayal flares in Kayla's gut as her tail suddenly goes still in alertness, "You have a daughter?"

Jake realized his mistake a moment too late, quickly looking away again, "We have two daughters. And two sons."

"Jesus Christ," Kayla rocks back on her heels for a moment, the resentment taking over for a brief moment as she raised her voice, "Anything else you'd like to dump on me?"

~~~~~~~~~

Instead of telling her, Jake just showed her. Ordering his war party to move out, they call and summon their ikran and Kayla is forced onto the back of one. This was the only time she tried resisting, and the Na'vi warrior in charge of her gnashed their teeth at her restraint before manhandling her onto the back of the mighty creature. Still tied up and unable to flee, Kayla became as stiff as a board as they flew up into the sky, joining the rest of the group. Jake flashed a sympathetic smile from his mount before flying further ahead to lead the party home.

What felt like forever to Makayla was only a couple of hours of flying through the clouds until a large shadow formed ahead of them. Squinting her eyes, Kayla tries to make out what the shadow was until it grew closer and her stomach dropped. It looked like a mountain, but she couldn't spot any means as to why it was floating instead of rooted in the ground far below. As they pass the large rock facing, they fly past another, then another, and then another, until the sky finally cleared of clouds and Kayla's breath was completely taken away.

Hundreds of large rock facings, scattered around the skies, floating around and hovering high over her head. Large vines protruding from the rocks act as anchors and bridges between mountains, passing through small waterfalls and all sorts of life that were thriving on the surface of each rock face. Life forms and vegetation sprouted from each mountain, and hundreds of ecosystems much similar to the ones on the ground, all of which acted as their own individual continents on their own respective mountains. Kayla couldn't bring herself to look away, craning her neck up to watch the mountains as the banshees peacefully fly through them without much effort. She even took a moment of awe to lean forward and feel the mist of a nearby waterfall as they flew by.

The winds change and the ikran shift their wings ever so slightly, gliding sharply among the sky's current and forcing Kayla to hang on for dear life. They float higher than before and Kayla realizes that among the mountains were vast cave systems, all connected and large enough to carry cargo ships. The banshees slap their wings to slow their descent, landing at the mouths of the caves. Makayla is dragged off and her bonds are cut away. Rubbing her aching wrists, she looks around, cautious when she noticed more Na'vi than ever before, glaring as they walk past her to greet the returning war party. Various shapes and sizes of tents and huts line up around the cave walls, an entire clan of Na'vi shuffling past one another, breathing together as they went about their day.

Kayla nearly jumps out of her new blue skin when a hand claps down on her shoulder. Spinning her head around and pulling away, she doesn't even relax when she realized the hand belonged to Jake as he finally caught up with her. He draws his hand away when she flinched and proceeded to nod to the entire campground, "Welcome to High Camp. I'll introduce you to the Omatikaya."

A gathering of Na'vi begins to swarm around the returning troupe, especially around Makayla. Even though she had more layers on, she felt the most vulnerable, even compared to an infant she caught sight of, snuggled in a tight frontal wrap at its mother's breast. How a baby felt more secure in that than Kayla in her red-brown crop top and cargo shorts could easily stem from how the Na'vi people glared at her but fond over the child. Their looks of scrutiny alone made Kayla feel as though she was the child.

"Mama! Daddy!"

Kayla's head spun in the direction of a child calling out to her parents, spotting a young Na'vi girl, easily the same height as her hip, come running toward the war party. Her heartbeat nearly stops, however, when that child jumps into the arms of her parents, who are none other than Jake and Neytiri, and they happily embrace her.

"Tuk." Neytiri hummed with relief, closing her eyes in contentment as she held her daughter's head to her body.

Jake placed a gentle hand on the top of the little girl's head of short, braided hair while kissing the side of her temple, "Did ya give your brother a hard time?"

"Nope! We made a necklace for Grandmother today."

"Really? You'll have to show me later." He smiles warmly at Tuk, keeping her close to him and Neytiri even when her mother set her down. Jake looks through the crowd, eyes dancing around in search of someone before calling out in his marine voice, "Alright, Sullys! Fall in!"

Makayla watched as three other Na'vi children emerge from the crowd, though they stood at the height Kayla imagined Na'vi teenagers would be, significantly taller than Tuk but still shorter than their parents. One of the teenagers, the only other girl, lifts her arms and Tuk wordlessly clings to her side. The teenage girl also bore short hair, but it was unbraided and wilder than her sister's. There was a significant change in appearance between the two girls. One of them, Tuk, had the identifiable features of the Na'vi. Big eyes, no eyebrows, and only four digits on each hand. The older one, who Kayla assumed must be Kiri, bore smaller eyes, eyebrow hair, and five digits on each hand. Kiri and Tuk watch Makayla curiously, tilting their heads and even smiling sweetly at her.

The boys, however, are a different story. One was taller and clearly older, with the typical Na'vi features. The other was shorter and bore the features inherited by his father, fingers and all, much like Kiri. Kayla had clocked the younger boy right away. He had been the closest to resembling Jake's avatar form... but there was something about the way he held himself that gave Kayla a sense of déjà vu. Maybe it was the furrow of his eyebrows or the small frown on his lips, but a small part of Kayla recognized the human side of Jake in the boy. Neither he nor his older brother stared at her with kind eyes, like their sisters. They stared at her with caution and perhaps only a dash of awe.

Jake doesn't appear bothered by it as he places his hand back on Kayla's shoulder, nearly making her flinch again, "This is my sister, Makayla. Kayla, this is my oldest son, Neteyam. Our oldest daughter, Kiri. Our youngest son, Lo'ak. And this ball of fire is Tuktirey."

Tuk squealed with laughter when her father crouched down and scooped her up in the air. He placed the young child on his hip while turning to Kayla, smiling between his sister and his daughter while speaking gently to Tuk, "I want you to treat her like family, okay? Because that's what she is. Family."

All four Sully children relax at their father's words, though Neteyam is the last to do so since he had waited for his mother's nod of approval before also softening his gaze at Makayla. But Kayla was not as easy to buy into this new arrangement, finding herself taking a step back as her chest squeezed painfully. Her eyes dart to all the faces around her, not just her newly acquired nieces and nephews. This was all too much, too overwhelming. This had been too much information being dumped on her lap all in one day. It felt like some sort of fever dream that she was desperate to wake from.

Jake observed the way his sister began to close up on herself, eyes darting in several directions as if looking for an exit route. He hands Tuk over to Neytiri and slowly approached Kayla, "Why don't we bring you somewhere that's more familiar, yeah?"

His hand grips the back of her neck, squeezing once and Kayla gets the message. She doesn't have a choice even though Jake isn't ordering her. She moves forward with Jake right behind her, using the hand on her neck to guide her through the crowd of Na'vi, who part like the Red Sea for her and her brother. She keeps her eyes forward, timid, her jaw tight and her teeth grinding together uncomfortably, but Kayla refuses to show any physical signs of discomfort apart from gripping her hands tightly in front of her. Jake guides her away from the crowd and his family, all the while dread takes its place in Kayla's strong bones. Despite having a newfound family, they were all strangers to her, and she could feel those strangers' eyes all searing into the back of her skull as she walked away.

After a bit of walking through the camp and seeing the strange sights of Omatikaya life, Kayla discovers something familiar that Jake no doubt wanted her to see. Humans. Humans, avatars, exo-packs, and the topping on the cake was the inflatable but clearly man-made biolab trailer sitting at the edge of the Omatikaya's various campsites throughout the linked cave system. Standing outside, hands on his hips, was a human man waiting for the Sully siblings. He stood tall for a human, but clearly couldn't hold a candle to a fully grown Na'vi. Beaming behind his breathing mask, he waved them over.

Jake let go of his sister and stepped around Kayla, holding out an arm in the man's direction, "Kayla, this is Dr. Norm Spellman. Norm, this is my sister, Makayla."

Kayla didn't hesitate to shake the human's hand when he offered it up to her, already calming down at the familiar hand gesture of human customs. Norm smiled up at her, "Pleasure to meet you. Do you prefer Makayla or Kayla?"

"Kayla, if you don't mind."

"You got it. It's nice to finally meet you. I, uh... I knew your other brother. Tommy. We went through avatar training together."

Her eyes briefly widen before shrinking back to normal size. Well, at least normal for an avatar, "Oh."

"Yeah. I'm sorry about his passing."

"Thanks."

Norm nods to Jake before standing off to the side, gesturing for Kayla to follow him, "Let me show you around and introduce you to the others."

Kayla firmly nods, only briefly glancing back at Jake before leaving him behind, dutifully following Norm. He first brings her to a large, Na'vi-made tent that loomed off to the side of the inflatable trailer. Kayla later learns that the tent is called a marui as Norm points it out to her,

"So this is the Longhouse. This is where the avatars are stored and monitored when not in use. That's where you'll be sleeping."

Kayla nods, "Where do you keep the link gurneys?"

"Right this way," He walks toward the trailer, taking the steps up to the front door before turning to her, nearly standing at her height now with the help of the steps, "It'll be a tight squeeze for you in this form so take your time."

Norm turns back around and opens the door, closing it behind him to quickly take off his mask in the depressurized room before opening the opposite door into the lab, closing the door behind him, and waiting for Makayla. He was right after all. It was definitely a tight fit for her in a grown Na'vi woman's body. Kayla was crouching the whole way through the depressurized room, having difficulty closing the door behind her before entering the lab. Norm had waited patiently for her, smiling in sympathy when watching the way her entire body was hunched over in order to fit. He holds out his arm to her, and it's only then did she notice a separate rebreather in his hand, "Here's your breathing mask."

She mutters a brief 'thanks' while fitting the mask around her mouth, breathing in suitable oxygen meant for the native lifeforms on Pandora before Norm turns around to lead her further into the building, "Welcome to our biolab. Link Bay is over there and over here are our amino tanks."

They make their way over to the link gurneys where another man was stationed at. He was shorter than Norm in build and height, wearing a lab coat and glasses. Looking up, the man smiled and walked forward, "I'm going to take a guess and say that you must be Makayla Sully. Nice to meet you. My name is Dr. Max Patel."

"Pleasure," Kayla repeated automatically, shaking his hand in her overly large one before the three of them continued the tour through the lab together. Kayla had to be careful with her tail and long limbs when shuffling past desks and botanical gardens in small glass test tubes. Long rows of tables held various different stages of research, from files of paper all the way up to large samples taking up the whole end with large leaves and UV light lamps hanging over it.

She got to see the link gurneys and other useful tools she'll likely need as her avatar progresses out here without her human form present, but Kayla was barely paying attention to the tour. Instead, her eyes occasionally wandered to an amino tank in the corner of the lab, out of the way of the scientists' workstations, but it was a tank being closely monitored by various machines. Inside the tank, to her slight terror and curiosity, Kayla realized was another avatar woman, nude and floating soundlessly in the fluids of the imitating womb.

Norm caught her curious gaze wandering over to the side and he wordlessly walks over to the tank, turning back to Kayla while placing a gentle hand against the glass, "And this is Dr. Grace Augustine."

"Her avatar?"

He nods, sober and slightly grim as a shadow passes through his eyes, "It's all that's left of her, apart from her video logs. She died a long time ago in her human body. We're closely monitoring this body to try and get a better understanding of our avatars to see how we work and what limits we can stretch out, such as being able to stay linked to our avatars for days at a time."

"That's what the RDA is trying to test out with me." Both scientists simultaneously turn their heads to her, eyes wide. So Kayla explains to them what she had already told Jake, her mission, and her purpose. The three of them spent a while talking back and forth, asking questions and answering whatever they could. Kayla wasn't a scientist herself, but she tried her best to answer questions about how the RDA intends on testing her avatar and her neural link to its limits. From the look in their eyes, she could tell that Max and Norm were starting to form ideas of their own on how they intended to do the same for their own avatars and riders.

In between their discussion, the two men and woman missed the door outside opening and closing with a soft hiss. Patterns of feet against cold metal floors paddle over to them and Kayla finally catches the sound with a small twitch of her ears.

"What's going on, guys? Who's the newbie?"

Kayla's head turns, looking around before looking down to find a teenage human boy. But for a moment, Kayla couldn't process this because, out of all of the other humans she had seen today, this boy had every aspect of a Na'vi other than the fact he wasn't tall or blue. He was the only human Kayla has seen not wearing normal clothes and was instead sporting leather armbands, beads in his long, blonde dreads, a knife at his hip, and a loincloth similar to Omatikayan fashion. Despite not being Na'vi, he had painted blue stripes all along his body and face, but his eyes were clearly human as he peered up at Kayla with wide, curious brown eyes.

Norm places a hand on the boy before staring up at Kayla, "This is Spider."

The boy, Spider, tilts his chin up as a small greeting, "Hey."

"Hey. Is this your son?" Kayla politely asked Norm. She wouldn't be surprised. Both the scientist and the teenager were roughly the same height.

"Nah," Norm fondly scoffed, lifting the hand on Spider's shoulder to ruffle the teen's dreads, "But we all look after the rugrat."

"Hey, cut it out!" Spider swats at Norm before pulling away to get some distance, fixing his hair in the process. Kayla let out a small snort through her nose, amused at the display.

Norm grins in response to the woman slowly warming up to their new faces, "You'll be seeing plenty of him since he tends to be your nieces' and nephews' shadow."

Spider missed the way Kayla's small smirk fell as he had to replay Norm's words in his head. Glancing between Kayla and Norm, Spider's dreads danced over his shoulders before finally staring up at the female avatar, "Wait, you're Kiri and Lo'ak's aunt?"

This time, Kayla's smile was thin and not as enthusiastic as she does a half wave, "Hi, I'm Kayla. Jake's sister."

"Holy shit," the statement is cut off by Max elbowing Spider's side, then the teen backtracks a little, "Uh, I mean, nice to meet you."

~~~~~~~~~

The communal dinner took place as the sky darkened and the fires ignited. Jake opted out of joining the large crowds of his people in exchange for bringing an extra leaf plate of food over to Kayla. Norm told him where to find her and sure enough, there she was, kicking back in a hammock within the Avatar Longhouse, alone, staring off into space while swinging her leg out to gently rock herself. Her ears perk up at the sound of Jake approaching her without her eyes ever looking away from where she had begun to disassociate. She snaps out of her imagination when the leaf plate is placed in her hands, and she stubbornly chooses to stare down at her food instead of looking at Jake, who situated himself to sit in the hammock beside her.

"What is this?" She asked while poking her food quizzically.

"Teylu. It's protein. And that?" He leans over to point at another part of her plate, "That's Spartan fruit. Try the teylu first. I promise you'll love it. Remember that time we had shrimp as kids?"

"Barely," she muttered, trying to recollect as she picked up the grub with her fingers, "Dad called it 'gold nuggets' or something like that since shrimp was hard to come by. I think that was also the last time we had it."

"This is better. Trust me."

His grin only widens as she took a tiny bite, pauses, then goes back for seconds. He didn't miss the way her eyes widen and her ears perk up before eating the entire grub and then grabbing another from her plate. Jake breathes out a small laugh, "See?"

"It's... sweet."

"And savory. It's one of my favorites. Try the fruit next. It's refreshing," he barely ate any dinner himself, too amused when watching his sister try out the new flavors. He mostly sat in silence as she ate, and waited to talk only after she was close to finishing, "Hungry?"

"I've been eating rations while I'm out here, and they don't exactly have five-star restaurants on the building to-do list back at Bridgehead."

He hisses through his teeth in sympathy, remembering those days with a pained expression, "Yeah... I don't care what they advertise. Those protein bars were shit. So did you enjoy the tour?"

Kayla takes a moment to look around, remembering where she was before stating, "It's a refugee camp."

It wasn't an insult or a compliment. It was a blunt observation. Jake nods solemnly, "I know. For now, this is all we can do."

She shrugged, "Overall, it's a good strategic point, I'll give you that. These mountains fuck around RDA's instruments."

"Yeah, that's the point. And it helps that the rogue ikran do most of the work for us if the Sky People try to come here."

"Ikran?"

His lips split into a smile again, "You'll be properly introduced to those tomorrow."

She finally looks directly at his face, frowning in confusion as she reiterates what he said out loud, "Tomorrow."

She repeats the word on her tongue, eyeing her brother carefully. Jake only nods back, not daring to look away, "Yeah."

"I have to go back, Jake."

"I know."

Taken back by his confidence, she scowled in disbelief, "Aren't you worried I'm gonna tell Ardmore where you are?"

He tilts his head, "Should I be?"

She wasn't sure if a simple 'yes' or 'no' would suffice. It was such a loaded question, given the circumstances. Instead, she pulls her rogue leg into the hammock and balances her empty leaf plate on her knees, taking the time to stare at that instead of Jake, "Twenty years is a long time. Long enough for someone to change."

A gust of air escapes his lungs, slightly taken aback, "Jesus-- has it really been that long?"

She snaps her eyes to him, narrowing her yellow irises into a fierce glare, "I was just rounding up. It's been longer than that. Nice of you to notice."

Jake visibly winced, looking away when he couldn't bear to face the heat of Kayla's glare. He knew he deserved that, but it still stung. The tent is met with silence, apart from the songs of insects and the singing and chatter going on at the communal meal echoing in the distance. Sighing mostly to himself, Jake reveals something he had been holding in his hand underneath his own leaf plate, leaning back over to place the item in her hands, "... Here."

Kayla feels the cool, familiar feeling of dog tags being placed in the palm of her hand. Without asking, she knew what they were and who they belonged to, but she shifted her eyes to stare down at the identification letters and numbers anyway.

It felt as though a weight had been lifted from Jake's shoulders as he let go of his dog tags, carefully watching the way Kayla held the chain in her hand, "In case you would rather go home and just bury that beside Tommy. Otherwise, come back tomorrow. I promise I'll make it up to you."

And with that, he stands up, takes the two leaf plates, and exits the marui, leaving Kayla alone to her thoughts. She juggles the dog tags for a bit, pondering as the night grows later and her eyelids begin to droop. Looking around the empty tent again, she takes her time to stare at each of the empty hammocks meant for the avatars. For the moment, she's alone, just as she has always been whether at Bridgehead or exploring the world of Pandora. If she stays up any longer, she'll be greeted by the other avatars, returning for dinner and getting ready for bed. A part of her wondered if reporting this to Ardmore would even be worth it, knowing that all this would go away with one swift attack and Kayla would be left alone again. All those people her brother introduced to her today would be gone, and part of Kayla's conscience knows that the guilt would just eat her up from the inside out, despite not caring too much for these new faces. With that in mind, Kayla pocketed the dog tags and leaned back in her hammock, trying to relax her mind. Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes and drifts off.

What felt like mere moments was actually a half-hour later, Kayla's eyes opened and the first thing she sees is the inside roof of her link bay instead of the ceiling of the avatar tent. It was dark aside from the soft glow of the memory gel softly hugging her significantly smaller body or the blinking lights of the neural induction probes acting as stars above her. Kayla wiggled around uncomfortably, noting that she no longer had a tail and her attire was more appropriate for an officer than an avatar. Finally, the lid of her link bay lifts, and Kayla sighs in relief, pushing away the censor cage from her torso and lifting herself up into a sitting position with a soft groan. Bringing her hands up, she rubs her face in exhaustion, trying to shake away the sleep as the scan head ring powers down, cutting off the link while a scientist comes around to check on her vitals. Blinking and looking down, Kayla feels a small wave of relief when her five fingers come back looking the appropriate color, pale and speckled with the occasional mole. She's not surprised that Ardmore is also there when she looked up, but Kayla still feels dread at the sight of her, regardless. The general is standing in attendance at the end of Kayla's link bay, as still as a statue, with her hands behind her back.

Like her eyes, her words are cold, "Anything to report?"

"No, ma'am. Nothing." Kayla shakes her head, using her hair as an excuse to look away while running her fingers through her locks to tame it. She didn't know why the lie fell so easily from her lips, but when she finally looked up to stare back at Ardmore, she doesn't feel an ounce of regret and kept her facial expressions close to empty.

Ardmore only nods, once, "Is the avatar safe?"

"Yes, ma'am. Hiding in a tree."

"Those savages are known to climb like monkeys in those trees. You better hope your avatar is still there when you get back."

"Yes, ma'am. I'll relocate for the next log-off."

A/N: Who's ready to get a montage of Kayla learning the proper lifestyle of the Omatikaya next chapter so we can get to the main plot of the story quicker? I know I am.

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Temporary tattoos - Cassian

Feyre and Rhys had Nyx young- like really young. You had only been with Cassian for a few months but had grown close to Feyre and you and Cassian and Azriel and Rhys were there to support her through it all. That was 5 years ago.

All of you had grown to be a little family of sorts, figuring everything out day by day.

You and Cassian were known as the fun aunt and uncle to Nyx as he loved it when you and Cassian got to babysit him

Azriel was the only level headed one most days, calming down both Rhys and Feyre, that “yes that is normal, no you shouldn’t worry”, or the occasional “okay...that that is not normal I’d take him to the doctors” but luckily that only has happened twice.

Rhys and Feyre spoil Nyx to no end, as you constantly trip over new toys whenever you visit their townhouse

You were always thinking of fun new things to do with Nyx, mainly to see Rhys’s reaction. That was the fun part of it all

Like last time, when Rhys had planned some overnight trip with Feyre and Azriel was on a work trip and you and Cassian had to watch Nyx overnight. You stood there, listening to Rhys lecture about Nyx’s routine, Feyre had stood next to him, rolling her eyes and shaking her head at some of them, practically giving you the okay to break them You had broke every single rule the second Rhys’s car pulled out of the driveway

You had found some old hair chalk when cleaning your bathroom the day before, streaking Nyx’s hair with blue and green, before Rhys came to pick him up. Nyx absolutely loved his new hair style. Rhys not so much

So this time, when Rhys had asked you and Cassian to watch his son, he added a new rule “No hair chalk” since apparently it was a pain to get out, and got in his eyes when Feyre was washing his hair. You felt bad, and did agree to no hair chalk

You still allowed him to have a single piece of candy though. You had to stay the favorite aunt somehow, till he realizes how cool Nesta or Mor is

This time, you and Cassian took Nyx while you had to run some errands, the first stop being a store

You were about to text Feyre to ask her if Nyx was allowed to have whatever sugary juice he currently had in his hand when he saw a package containing temporary tattoos, he picked up a package to ask Cassian if he could look like Cassian, his dad and Uncle Azzy

Cassian immediately said yes when Nyx held the package out to him, already making plans to have matching ones with his nephew. You bought two packs because you didn’t want to be left out

Cassian used the entire two packs on Nyx, putting them all over his arms

You, Cassian and Nyx had a spiderweb on the back of your hand to all match

There was even a little heart with ‘Mom’ written in it that Cassian placed on Nyx’s bicep

Nyx could not wait to show his mom and dad in a few hours when they picked him up

You couldn’t wait to see Rhys’s reaction, having taken some pictures of all three of you with tattoos, Nyx sat between you and Cassian proudly holding up his hand to show off the matching tattoo

Rhys’s eyes nearly popped out of his head at seeing his son, you and Cassian just smiled innocently at him, but Feyre thought it was hysterical

Her favorite one was the heart with ‘Mom’ in it

Eventually Rhys did calm down, his heart melted a bit when Nyx proudly said he looked like his dad and two uncles now

The three of them left a little while later with Nyx proudly telling his parents he was never taking a bath again so his temporary tattoos could stay on forever. Rhys shot you and Cassian another look. Cassian and Feyre were trying to not laugh

You turned to Cassian once they left “How much do you wanna bet next time Rhys drops Nyx off he adds ‘no temporary tattoos’ to the list?” “Oh 100%”

#a court of thorns and roses #acotar #a court of thorns and roses headcanon #acotar headcanon #acotar modern au #cassian #cassian x reader #cassian x you #nyx acotar

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rozcdust · 1 year

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Mockingbird

Pairing: Shinichiro Sano x F!Reader

Genre: Crack, fluff, lil angst

Word count: 1.4K

Warnings: Canon divergent, OOC, profanity, tattooing

You were born rotten, but he had a chance.

pt. 1 | previous | playlist

“Y/n, this young man came to find you.” The receptionist appeared at the door of your room, grinning, his hand resting on Kazutora’s shoulder.

You nodded, not even looking up from your sketch, adding a final few touches to the design for your next client.

It was a large back piece, one that will take weeks to complete, depicting a rather intricate dragon in a traditional Japanese style, surrounded by sakura broom and spider lilies, and it was a design you were immensely proud of.

What a shame this beauty will have to end up on Imaushi.

Finally looking up, your eyes hardened as you saw Kazutora’s new haircut.

“So? Whatcha think?” He was grinning ear to ear, looking at you much like an over-excited puppy.

You took a deep, long sigh.

“Tora, how offended would you be if I started laughing?”

His face fell into a frown.

“Very.”

Nodding, you allowed only a smile to crack through, beckoning him to sit down so you could show him the designs.

“I won’t laugh then. Here are some of the designs of the tiger tattoo you asked for.”

“Y/n, these are so cool!” Amazed, Kazutora flipped through the pages, carefully observing each and every one, finally landing on a tiger tattoo in a similar style to the one you had on your own back.

“How was school?” Placing the stencil on his neck, you carefully removed the paper, handing Tora a mirror so he could see if he liked the placement.

“It was fine, I’ll go meet Baji’s friends tomorrow too… This placement looks great!”

“Alright. Let me know if you’ll need money, okay?” Putting on gloves and picking up the tattoo machine, you send him a warning look, “This will hurt, you know? The neck is a sensitive area. And if you move too much, I will fuck up the tattoo, so you gotta be still.”

Kazutora nodded, as if fully prepared for the world of misery he just threw himself in.

He had no idea.

Shrugging, you got to work.

Shinichiro sulked the entire way to the studio, letting some of his sibling’s teasing get to him as he lit up another cigarette as soon as the previous one burned out, thinking over the previous date.

You seemed to have fun, and you told him as much, but still, you never got back to him again, and as much as he told himself you’re just busy, with work or your brother starting middle school - he himself went through a hellish time with Mikey - he couldn’t deny it any longer.

Maybe you just decided he wasn’t worth it, and that sent his heart plummeting to rock bottom.

“If anything,” Takeomi shrugged, probably trying to sound comforting, “At least you got a kiss out of the ordeal.”

Shinichiro’s eyes narrowed as he glared at his friend.

He and Benkei came to wish Wakasa luck, and to cause Shinichiro grief.

“First off, she kissed my cheek. Secondly, who the fuck told you she kissed me?“

“Haruchiyo did.” Benkei was the one to respond, shrugging, and Shinichiro gasped in betrayal.

“You sent your little brother to spy on me?”

“He wanted to come to play with Mikey and Izana anyway.”

“You’re unbelievable.” Shinichiro shook his head, frowning.

“Good riddance, if you ask me. She’s a bitch.” Wakasa huffed, stretching as he checked his watch.

“Don’t call her that!”

“To be fair to her, I’d have beaten your ass too.“ Takeomi shrugged, grinning when Wakasa swung at him, a sour frown on his face.

“Either way, it’s 4:15, and it’s respectful to arrive at a tattoo session early. Get your ass in, Shin.” Opening the doors to the studio, Wakasa almost ran into a kid who was rushing to get out.

“Kids these days.” Frowning, Wakasa stepped in, Shinichiro waving Takeomi and Benkei goodbye as he followed the blond inside.

Wakasa managed to find his aunt, who greeted him with multiple kisses to his face, ruffling his hair, exclaiming how big he’s gotten.

Shinichiro snickered while Wakasa looked miserable, waiting on his aunt to lead him to the artist.

“She’s new, but trust me, her line work and shading are immaculate! She was my apprentice, smart and hardworking girl, you’ll love her, I’m sure!” Rambling, his aunt led them to an empty, secluded room, “She’ll be here any minute, she as far as I know finished the design you two agreed on over the phone.”

Nodding, Wakasa politely thanked her, shaking his leg in anticipation.

“I was serious about you holding my hand.” Glaring, Wakasa sounded as confident as ever, looking up at Shinichiro who raised his arms up in defence.

“I’ll hold your hand, no worries.”

“You better. Or I’ll kill you.”

“Okay, I made some variations on what we agreed on, you’ll only have to pick and then we will see how it moves with the ba-“ A female voice called out as the artist entered the room, not even looking up as she flipped through the designs, stopping on the doorway to look at something closely.

Wakasa and Shinichiro stared, mouth agape.

You were wearing a tank top, arms and collarbones bare, revealing full sleeves of intricate tattoos depicting skeletons, animals and flowers swirling up your skin, disappearing to be hidden by the fabric of your shirt.

Shinichiro felt his cheeks burning.

You were truly your own piece of art, a dark painting with a couple of splotches of red paint and how glad Shinichiro was to be able to even dare claim you were his.

You were the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and he looked at you as if he’s seen God.

“YOU?!” Wakasa jumped, an accusatory finger pointed.

You utterly ignored him.

“Yes Imaushi, I’ll be the one to do your tattoo.” Spitting his name out like a curse, you looked up briefly to meet his eye, “And if you piss me off, I just may hide a dick in the design.”

Wakasa paled.

Shinichiro awkwardly waved, and you smiled, taking a couple of steps to plant a chaste peck on his lips.

“Sorry for not calling, I was super busy.” Smiling into the kiss, you pulled back, cutely tilting your head in apology.

Shin threw Wakasa a victorious look.

“It’s okay.” Shinichiro grinned, making a mental note to tell his siblings where to stick it.

“I do not want to get a tattoo done by you.” Almost snarling, Wakasa got into your face.

“Yeah? Tough fucking shit, unless you want to lose the deposit.” Shrugging, you pointed to the couch and a small coffee table in the corner of the room.

You all but passively aggressively threw the designs into Wakasa’s face, arms crossed and fingers tapping your elbow impatiently as you waited on him to flip through the designs and pick.

Shinichiro stared at the drawings in awe, looking at you with his eyes wide.

“You drew that? Y/n, this is amazing!”

A small smile formed on your face.

Finally, Wakasa picked a design, and as you left to get the stencil ready, Wakasa sent Shin a dark look.

“Your bitch is pissing me off.”

“Stop calling her a bitch, Waka.”

“Fuck off.”

Shinichiro went to open his mouth and bite back a reply just as you appeared, holding the full stencil.

“We won’t be able to do the whole tattoo today, it will take six to eight 5 hour sessions but I will put the stencil as a whole, just so we can see how it’d move and if you’ll like it. Strip.”

Wakasa did as told, frowning as he took off his shirt.

Upon deciding on the placement, amount of sessions and price, you told Wakasa to lie down on the table as you prepared the machine.

Shinichiro dragged a chair to the table, softly taking Wakasa’s hand into his as the man shivered in anticipation.

You merely raised an eyebrow at the display of affection, but said nothing.

“This will hurt, we’re starting over your shoulder blade, bones hurt quite a bit. If you need a break, even just for a couple of seconds, let me know.” Staring pointedly at Wakasa, you waited until he nodded, his grip on Shinichiro’s hand tightening.

And if he let out a small scream when you first put the needle to his skin, who will have to know?

Everyone.

Everyone because Shinichiro will make sure to tell them that Wakasa Imaushi is a little bitch.

. . . next

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a/n: deadass posting this in middle of my seminar class, i’ve been in uni since 8 a.m. and now it’s 5 p.m., my phone is on 6%, send help 🥲

also, for context

tora before the haircut:

beautiful baby boy

tora after the haircut:

a vaguely cute clown

#tokyorev #tokyo revengers #shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro x reader #shinichiro x you #sano shinichiro x you #wakasa imaushi #grandpa sano #sano shinichiro #takeomi akashi

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ofdarklands · 13 days

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like @elizabethrobertajones said, everyone is tagged if they want to

B A S I C S

Name: Mitr'a Alywd

Nicknames: none he allows

Age: 36-40 (ARR-EW)

Nameday: 31st sun of the 5th umbral moon

Guardian: Nymeia

Race: keeper of the moon

Gender: man

Sexuality: he would not understand the question. not lalafells, he guesses?

Profession: botany and crafting. also male keeper duties. he takes it very seriously

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: off white, fur-like

Eyes: one purple, one white

Skin: brown, freckled white

Tattoos/scars: many work scars in his hands and arms, some bigger ones from fights over the years on various parts of his body, some of them ifrit burns since there weren't any good healers immediately available after, but from hw on when he got the whm stone he hasn't really gotten any new ones. he tends to keep regen going; being a bard and dragoon is hard on the knees

F A M I L Y

Parents: a mother, as normal. as you might guess her name is Mitr

Siblings: one female twin (Varuna) with her 2 kids, and 3 quite a few years younger sisters he's not as close to. i have not picked their names

Grandparents: a grandmother :) she's the clan boss. very cool

In-laws and other: an aunt and her 2 daughters, general big extended family. he's not aware what an in-law is, but he considers the twins his children. as far as we know g'raha doesn't have any living family and feo ul is a fae so...

Pets: not really. his chocobo Robin is his partner, the palico seems to thinks it's his employee(?), the spirit eagle is a friend and most of the minions are not canon or just temporary charges for him. and midgardsormr is our dad

S K I L L S

Abilities: general wol stuff like very good senses, obscene amounts of aether and control of it, body control and so on. only reason he has not levelled every class is personality reasons. good at languages, and prefers not to rely on the echo. excellent memory as long as he cares about the topic

Hobbies: high adrenaline: being the wol. low adrenaline: fishing, napping, composing music. all things botany related as well

T R A I T S

Most positive trait: fearless, will not stop. loves to meddle even if he won't say it out loud. loving

Most negative trait: fearless, will not stop. also will appear and disappear on you with no warning and give you heart attacks. will not change on this point

L I K E S

Colors: blues, greens. generally anything not unnaturally bright

Smells: most natural smells even if they are pungent. reminds him of home. hates perfumes and incenses. can't things smell like what they are now?

Textures: enjoys them, generally. touch is one of his favourite senses

Drinks: usually just water, but has a bunch of different juices and tea recipes he goes through when he craves something specific. nothing very sweet though. i beileve the english word would be smoothies...?

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: unpleasantly smelly. no. the only thing he's smoking is his food for storage

Drinks: traditional keeper beer (hard to find, dense), mildly sweet or fresh drinks. won't drink anything handed to him though

Drugs: the list of plants with interesting effects he knows of could get him an archon mark if he cared about sharlayan's opinion. nothing he uses regularly, though he keeps a little satchel stocked for eventualities

Mount Issuance: what's that

Been Arrested: not that he has noticed

#mitr'a #:)#should make an actual ref sheet some day but lazy

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strangerthingsn · 9 months

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Best metaldad ever🦇

Eddiexreader

a/n:Heyy!! This is my first story I ever wrote sooo I hope you like it. I’m kinda nervous to post it tbh.. You can leave tips or maybe request something 🖤 Summary: you and Eddie were two years together before finding out you’re pregnant. You bought a trailer together where little Izzy can grow up. This is just a night of Eddie coming home from work and taking care of his baby girl!

It was Friday night if you sat on the couch watching boring baby series on the tv but you didn’t mind aslong Izzy liked it, you’re the happiest. You waited for Eddie to come home from his work, with Izzy cause if she can’t have a kiss from daddy before going to bed, she simply can’t sleep.

Since your highschool boyfriend got you pregnant . You two bought an own trailer on the trailer park. It was not a big house ofcourse but you didn’t mind you thought trailers have a good vibe.You were together for two years before you found out about being pregnant. As the baby girl was born Eddie named her Izzy (like the guitarist in guns n’ roses) he bet she’s gonna be a rockstar when she’s older, because he wil teach her play guitar. Now 5 months after the birth you waited for Eddie to come home from his work, he works 8 hours as a tattoo artist every day except Sunday. All the money he get is just enough to live from. But you promised soon as Izzy is older you will join him as a tattoo artist. Izzy had not much family just Eddies uncle, since your parents live in Spain where you were born too.You came in Hawkins to live with your aunt because you and your parents didn’t go together well… But Izzy is a happy girl that loves her parents!

As Izzy is half asleep she scared awake from the sound of the door.

“Hello sexy mamas” Eddie walks over to you and places a kiss on your forehead.

”hey dadas” You smile as Izzy pulled his curls. You noticed

“I think you forget anyone”you giggled.

“Can’t i just give your mommy a kiss?” he smiles while picking her up

“hey little rockstar” he placed a kiss on her lips.

“Wanna play guitar with daddy?”he asks while walking to the room you share with him. He gets his guitar carefully and walks back to you and sits next to you on the couch.

“Let’s put you on the ground”he sets her between his legs and she holds on his black jeans. You look at them and smiles, it surprises you all the time how good dad he is.

“Let’s play a sweet song for you cause it’s almost bed time” he says while tuning his guitar a little. You don’t know what to say and just watch them. He starts playing November rain he know it’s your favorite song. You look at him as he looks at you. He smiles and looks back at Izzy. He starts singing a little. He plays good. He is absolutely talented and you always love the little shows he has with corroded coffin. You mostly bring Izzy too if it’s not to late. Izzy is just a mini Eddie she has his puppy eyes and brown curls. The only thing she got from you is her nose and body, anddd maybe your ADHD.. puts she was just a perfect child. Eddie finished the song and gets her on his lap. As always she plays with the strings. Eddie leans back and watches her. He kisses her head and rubs her back, as he noticed her pink onesie with bats on it. He chuckles.

“It’s cool right, I found it at the mall”.you smile.

“Yea..it’s just…pink..” he looks it it. The reaction made you laughs because it was exactly what you expected.

“Well atleast they are bats on it”you looked at him.

“Yes that’s true, and maybe she likes.. pink?” You nod and lay your head on his shoulder. Izzy looks down at the ground and makes some sounds to let you notice she wants to crawl on the ground. Eddie puts her on the ground.

“There you go princess”. She crawls on the ground. Eddie and you watches her.

“Isn’t that adorable?” You smile

“she is adorable” after 10 minutes crawling she lays down on the ground.Eddie gets up and gets her from the ground

”I think it’s bed time for you”he looks at you trying to get your response.

“Yeah she looks kinda tired” you say after noticing it. Izzy grabs a piece plastic that was wrapped around Eddies arm before you noticed it was there.

”careful it’s still healing princess”he says while taking her hand.

“Oeeeeh what’s that Ed’s?”this is not the first time he comes home with a tattoo without telling you about getting one.

“This is Izzy her name since I have your name on my chest i tough Izzy deserves it too”he says proud. You giggle

“that’s cute”. Izzy in meanwhile is searching for something with her hands on Eddies chest.

“When is the last time you feed her?”he asks while watching her.

“Like two hours ago, she might be hungry now” you say while already taking your shirt off.

“Mhm..” Eddie helps with your bra. Eddie gives Izzy to you and it didn’t take long before she found your breast and started drinking. Eddie puts his stuff down in the messy table and goes to the bathroom. He always gives you some kind of privacy while you feeding her.

“Wait with laying her on bed i wanna help”he says while turning the shower on and undress himself.

“You don’t have to help with that”you look behind you to the bathroom.

“But I want to”he looks at you from behind the wall. You stick your tongue out, and he does the same before he’s in the shower and you can’t see him anymore.

As Izzy is full, you put your shirt on and walks to the bathroom. You put her on the counter and cleans her face with a soft wipe what she absolutely loves. The tired brown eyes of her looking into yours. You make a silly face and she started giggling.

“What’s so funny” Eddie gets out of the shower.

“Apparently my silly face”you giggle too. Eddie puts a towel around his waist and hugs you from behind. He lays his head on your shoulder and looks over at Izzy. You always loved it when he hugs you from behind and he just randomly does it.

“Mama is pretty funny huh?”he says while smiling at her.

“And she’s pretty, creative, carring and…. sexy” he smacks your ass.

“Eddieeeee”you say while you grab his hand.

“Your dad is a tease” Izzy giggles. You pick her up and walks to her room. The room was not that big as the room Eddie and you share but it was fine for a kid. The wall was Red and there where was hanging a hellfire banger above her black wooden bed. She had a little bat plushy what was absolutely her favorite. She had some other toys in her room and there where some little posters hanging. You lay her in bed and puts the blanket over her. Eddie who only had his pyjama pants on pushes you away.

“I told you to wait I wanna do itttt” he says while giving her her bat plushy. You almost came against the wall but saved yourself with your elbow. He can be a little rough sometimes but you’re used to that.

“Wow that was kinda rude Eddie Munson” you say a little frustrated.

“I just love her. y/n Munson”he says smirking.

“You know that’s not my name”you lean against the wall.

“It will be in the future” he gives Izzy a kiss and gets away from he little bed to make place for you. You give her also a kiss and turn the light off as her eyes flutter shut.

while you walk to your room Eddie noticed your elbow was a little red.

“Sorry did I hurt you”he asks while taking your arm.

“Yes you did and now I’m really mad” you pushed him on the bed and hits him with a pillow. When Eddie sees the look on your face he knows you aren’t. You open the nightstand and gets a cigarette and a joint out of it. Eddie tries to be a good dad but he simply can’t without his joints. When you give it to him he takes it.

“Lighter?”he looks at you.

“Impatient annoying freak that you are.”you tease. You give the lighter after lightning your cigarette. Eddie lights his joint and pulls you on him. You smile and lay on him. He puts his hand in your shirt and grabs your tit. You gasp a little but let him. You guys smoke and as you finished you take you pants off and lays down on your side.

“You’re so hot you know that” Eddie says while smoking his thirth joint.

“You so high you know that?” You tease him as you lay down. He wraps his arm around you and puts his joint out throwing it away. He kisses you and you pull away.

“You taste horrible” you laugh a little.

“I’ll brush my teeth first princess” he gets up to brush his teeth. You guys had always pretty much make out sessions every day sometimes you guys end up naked having sex, but some times it just stayed with kissing. You didn’t mind you guys where three years together now and still not bored of eacother. You loved Eddie so much and you weren’t really shocked at the news you where pregnant. Actually you where happy! You loved kids and having a kid with Eddie was a dream.

Eddie lays down again and looks at you with his sweet darkbrown eyes.

“Take your shirt off”he tells you.

”I have no bra on” you look at him.

“ I know and it’s even better anyways” you smirk while taking it off. Eddie starts kissing your neck, somehow he always know to make you feel good. And he loves to do it. He leaves hickeys and a little moan escaped your mouth. He gets carefully ontop off you putting just a little weight on you. You didn’t mind, if he putted all his weight on you it wasn’t much anyways. He goes from your neck to your chest and kisses your tits. You look down at him. He has his eyes closed, you wasn’t sure who enjoys it more but you loved it. He kisses down your stomach and up again. After 30 minutes you pulled him away.

“Hm?” He looks up at you.

“I wanna cuddle” you smile and kiss him. He kisses back while laying next to you again. He pulls away and cuddles you. You loved Eddies cuddles and it was even better if Izzy was also in the cuddle. You goes with your nails over his tattooed chest but softly so it feels good. He likes it, you know he does. You lay there for a while. You look at the clock and see the time.

“You need to work tomorrow” you look at him.

“I knowww, should we sleep?” He looks back at you.

“Yes I need to be early always too, to feed Izzy” Eddie nods and gives you a pec.

“Good night Darling”he goes with his hand over your cheek.

“Good night sweetheart”you say. You both fell asleep cuddling.

I posed this photos earlier but I like to add them to this story again <3

#eddie munson x you #eddie x reader #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x fem!reader #pregnant #baby #80s #stranger things #eddie the freak munson

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lucawrites11 · 21 days

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Can we have some more Emy and Georgia headcanons please? I just think they'd be the cutest little duo

georgia isn't the most comfortable with baby emy but the older she gets, the more comfortable georgia is with her

she is the cool aunt and the hype aunt, whatever emy does, she hypes her up (whether it's a good thing or a bad thing) and georgia is right there introducing emy to everything in a safe environment (alcohol, horror films, tattoos etc.)

they also have a little handshake whenever they see each other and when georgia scores a penalty she always does a celebration that emy gave her to do no matter how silly she ends up looking

#lucas asks #luca writes #is forever enough?#leah williamson #alessia russo #georgia stanway #emilia russo-williamson

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4phr0d17e · 9 months

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15 questions tagged by @hardtobeoriginal !!! tysm for the tag :D

Named after anyone? not my first name but my middle names are my nans name and my great aunts name !!

Have any kids? not yet

Use sarcasm a lot? yes but im trying to stop bc i think it makes me come off kind of mean. im trying to be more sincere in general

Last time you cried? last week

First thing about others you notice? hmm idk ... vibes/emotional state in general like if they look like theyre having a good time or not. also tattoos

Eye colour? brown !!!!!

Sport you play or have played? none i hate sports and im bad at them all

Any special talents? hm. i can solve a rubiks cube in about a minute, thats p cool. im also pretty good at knowing what language someone is speaking even if its a language i dont speak. oh and i used to be able to locate every single country on a map but im not sure i can still do that

Where were you born? well . in a hospital

Scary movies or happy endings? i ws gonna say i like both equally but tbh i havent actually watched a proper horror movie for like 10 years lol so i think its gotta be happy endings

Any pets? i have a cat but i left her with my parents when i left the country :( and my SIL has a cat and i sometimes live there so like. kind of

How tall? 5 foot 6 and a half . yes the half inch is important to me

Hobbies? god i am so boring. reading, videogames, yoga. i like to cook but i dont do it a lot. i work like 60+ hours a week so i only do low energy hobbies lmao

Favourite school subject? i did spanish and i adored it, i quit school a while ago but i will always by a languages student in my heart❤️

Dream job? [modem dial up noise] UHHHHHHHHHHHHH no ok for real i would love to be a translator specifically for fiction or a subtitler for tv maybe

ok this was super fun!!!!!!! i will not be tagging 15 ppl lol but i tag @procrastinationaccount @nooomagnus @necratmancy @skorgu @leafeana if any of u want to do it, no pressure tho. also anyone who sees this if u want to do it then i have tagged u too❤️

#my posts #this was fun i love talking abt myself

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sassafras--manson · 3 months

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Tagged by my friend @weirdness-is-good to do 15 questions and tag 15 friends 👽

1. Are you named after anyone?

my first name’s from a non recurring character in a soap opera my mom had watched since she was like 14. she swore that’s what she’d name her first girl and kept it a secret so no one could steal it for That Long (and i have 2 older brothers and i’m rly glad they weren’t girls cuz idk who i’d be without this name) // my middle name is after a close family friend that i rly don’t know much about, other than seeing a photo of her holding me as a baby. she passed when i was super young so i never met her when i was any older. i should ask my dad about her.

2. When was the last time you cried?

i’ve started coming off my ssri so i been at least tearing up if not full on wailing every day of january so far hahaha effexor withdrawals are no fuckin joke

3. Do you have kids?

i could see myself fostering kids some day. otherwise being the cool aunt is perfect for me (and i just got a brand spankin new niece on the 12th!)

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

i did gymnastics/dance, basketball, track, and cheerleading growin up. i wanna get back into gymnastics/dance classes tho (i wanna do pole dance so bad) cuz my muscle memory and flexibility without practicing or stretching is still crazy

5. Do you use sarcasm?

fosh

6. What's the first thing you notice about someone?

their style and like their attitude

7. Eye color?

green

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

i love scary movies and movies that get me all soul searchy and weird, but sometimes you need something happy that’s not that deep. i just love movies. i should keep a letterboxd. i got one and just never use it cuz i haate ranking/scoring things. but i watch so many movies

9. Any talents?

turning cigarettes into smoked cigarettes 😤

but fr i’m a pretty decent singer. some friends’ band broke up recently so a couple of them and i are talkin bout startin a band where i get be somewhere between a punk and the 80s hair metal star of my dreamsss

10. Where were you born?

in a small hospital in a snowstorm

11. Hobbies?

goin to shows a lot. stick n poke tattooing. i wanna do every art n craft imaginable. but mostly i take film photos (i wanna take more AT shows but i get self consciouss), make jewelry, paint, upcycle clothes. watchin movies (usually while i’m doin art). one of these days i hope i’ll start writin poetry again like i used to but it feels awful far away as a concept

12. Any pets?

2 black cats, my fluffy lil spunky lady Elvira and my slinky v sweet and polite boy Houdini

13. Height?

5’9”

14. Favorite school subject?

i’m not in school, but it was always art, even tho i barely got to take any art classes

15. Dream job?

i’d love to be a tattoo artist and stick n poke for a living, traveling to different shops or just traveling n poking independently (help me gain traction plzz n follow me @ stab_worthy on insta 🥺) and honestly i think i could make it happen. pointillism just *made sense* to me when we did a project in my one high school art class and in the same way stick n poke *made sense* as soon as i started doin it. it’s one of the few things i don’t feel weird about saying “i’m good at this”. i’m self taught and always learning, but yeah, i’m good at this :3

tag 15 ppl

idk if i even know 15 ppl on here now that i’m rebuilding, post blog deletion 😭 so even if we’re kinda new or distant mutuals ur still makin the list (plus then i won’t be as new or distant) 🤡

@sea-wolfe @tangledupinblue8 @inertiatic @carbonfootprince @wastedefforts @ectrica @msf-diamond-dog @diegc @wonderfulcaricatureof-intimacy @oneafter909blues @corpest @lily-of-elysium @venusmolting @vulpeasera @delusionsofamor

#about me #tag game

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nathisisdead · 5 months

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THE NYMPHS!

(Cause I replayed one of the games and cried)

Betilla; Oldest Nymph, has fairy genetics, legit one of the rulers of the council or has a lot of power. Also most mom…will take care of everything and everyone. Very protective, Polokus/bubble dreamers favourite Forest Nymph.

Also the eggplants mom so she’s there for him all the time.

Helena Handbasket; cool aunt…no like really cold to the touch. Knows hunting skills and gathering. Knitted Ray a lot of sweaters for winter & always gets them as christmas presents. Very sweet & soft spoken. Always a rosy nose of the cold. Loves warm hugs & smores

Edith Up; Fun Party Nymph, makes great buffet and deserts. Most relaxed one of all, smells good like fruit n makes a smashing sangria (bc of the ice level with the fruits)! Strong as heck but very sweet sensitive soul. Has a cookbook when Ray moves out & loves when his pal Globox comes to visit with him.

Holly Luya; ….one of the prettiest nymphs, can harmonise everything. Music is not only noise but spiritual, as it moves the Glade of Dreams in the right path of wealth & growth. Most intelligent in healing & rehabilitation, and is gifted with a golden warm voice. Everyone who visits desert of the digiridoos leaves with a smile and she is just fun to hang around. Gave Ray his first guitar….a broken one sadly.

Anetta Fish; great fun nymph, super strength and fast swimmer. Mermaidy coral, flashy colors and pears from the most beautiful oysters. Hates seagulls just like the rest. Iridescent skin in sunlight and dark eyes to see well in the sea. Also just fun to hang around & will take you to secret lagoons to relax. Gives rayman some nice pearls & rocks from the beach as gifts when he visits.

Fee De La Mort; I am biased…best nymph. (Super alternative but in that cool way tho? ), knows vodoo (obv cause the name implies). Will turn you in to a frog if you are rude, will turn into her monster form if you are Really mean. Lives in a dark house underground and will throw great parties, expect the loudest rock music you’ll ever hear. A bit sassy but in a good way, and also loves art. If you want tattoos go to her studio it’s the best. Will offer Rayman for piercings & tattoos but Betilla won’t allow it. Gave him an “eye”-phone in a gift, left him uncomfortable. Still uses it tho… also introduced Rayman to Metal. He thinks she’s the cool aunt but won’t tell anyone in fear of hurting them.

Also raymesis has a crush on her.

BONUS ROUND!:

Ly:…Rayman’s first crush and one of the most powerful fairies ever, everyone miss her and she never calls back. She just disappears if she doesn’t like things. Very cat like, but honest and sweet, will chit chat with Rayman for a while about his growth. Also give him a silver lum as a present….like every year.

Uglette; If you are sad? Visit uglette, the glades uncertified therapist and big momma. She will take good care of you and your friends, will call you “baby, darling” etc. you feel right at home. Good soup at globs house. Always cheerful. Rayman loves going to her house and eat dinner and just have a good time, especially if the feelings in him are a bit down. Will give him socks and scarfs for christmas. Homemade pie too

#rayman #rayman origins #listen I played it recently and I…i love it #like it’s great #I love it

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100s-of-random-things · 1 year

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I saw that you have a descendants oc named Trace.

If you don't mind telling, what are they like and who's kid are they?

Here's Trace's info:

Full Name: Trace Francis Tremaine

Alternate Names: Noble Of Unholiness, BLT (short for Bad Little Trace), Li'l Reaper (by older members of the Hell Raisers, a motorcycle club his father leads), Bike Boy (by Uma), Tracey Boy (by Harry), Traitor (by his arch enemy Zac, the son of Yzma, who I'll also have information on)

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Eye Color: Gray

Hair Color: Blonde

Skin Color: Pale

Family: Lady Tremaine (grandmother), Sir Francis Tremaine (deceased grandfather), Travis Tremaine (father), Francine Tremaine (desceased mother whose maiden name is unknown), Drizella Tremaine (aunt), Anastasia Tremaine (aunt), Dizzy Tremaine (cousin), Anthony Tremaine (cousin)

Sexuality: Straight

Profession: Hell Raisers MC VP (formerly), Student at Auradon Prep (currently)

Personality: Loving, nice, friendly, sweet, kind, caring, gentle, loyal, down to earth, generous, reliable, humble, honest, romantic, charismatic, humorous, witty, clever, polite, intelligent, stubborn, protective, hot tempered, shy (sometimes), brutal (sometimes), maniacal (sometimes), scary (sometimes), violent (sometimes)

Love Interest: Mad Maddy (ex-girlfriend), CJ Hook (one-sided crush on her side), Razelle Fitzherbert (daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert) (girlfriend)

Allies: Mal, Evie, Jay, Carlos, Dizzy, Celia, Ben, Doug, Jane, Lonnie, Razelle, Maria (daughter of Merida), Anti-Heroes Club

Enemies: Chad, Audrey (formerly), Jordan, Uma's Pirate Crew, Mad Maddy's Crew, Tina (daughter of Tinker Bell), Zac's Crew

Pet: Scarlett (daughter of Scar, pet lion cub)

Powers & Abilities: Hand-to-hand combat, marksmanship, driving, mediumship, high intelligence, athleticism, technological expertise

Possessions: Motorcycle, biker chain necklace, knife, various firearms

Movies: Descendants, Descendants 2, Descendants 3, Descendants: The Royal Wedding

Cartoons: Descendants: Wicked World

Books: The Isle Of The Lost, Return To The Isle Of The Lost, Rise Of The Isle Of The Lost, Escape From The Isle Of The Lost

Biker-themed VK.

A bit of a short dude at 5'7".

Wears a purple t-shirt, black denim vest, black bandana, black motorcycle gloves, ripped black jeans, a pair of old black and white sneakers, and a biker chain necklace in the first movie.

Wears a black t-shirt, black biker durag, purple denim jacket, purple jeans, and black tennis shoes in the second movie.

Keeps the gloves and necklace for that one.

Wears another black t-shirt, purple motorcycle jacket, his original motorcycle gloves, black jeans that aren't ripped, and black steel-toe boots in the third movie.

Wears a black suit with a purple skeletal design on it at Ben's coronation.

Wears an inverted version of that suit at the cotillion.

Has tattoos on his hands and arms.

Has been friends with Mal since he was five.

Met Evie right around that same time.

Met Jay and Carlos when he was ten.

Rumored to have been taught hand-to-hand combat by his father Travis, Gaston, Shan Yu, and Captain Hook.

Rolls his eyes into the back of his head Undertaker-style to scare the living daylights out of people (that's if you know who the Undertaker is).

Has a high tolerance for pain.

Is also close with Hayden, the son of Hades, and Eddie Balthazar.

Was quite the chick magnet at Dragon Hall.

His symbol is two Grim Reaper scythes crossing over each other to form a cross.

Is religious but not Claude Frollo-level religious.

His first line in Rotten To The Core goes, "You call me unkind. You call me cruel. But I do not mind. I think it's cool."

His second line goes, "People fear me here... for a reason. Why would they come near... this one demon?"

What do you think?

#descendants #disney descendants #descendants 2 #descendants 3 #descendants oc #disney #descendants original character #anastasia tremaine #dizzy tremaine #lady tremaine #anthony tremaine #drizella tremaine #disney descendants oc #oc #oc stuff #answered asks #original characters #original character

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zenaquaria · 8 months

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Captain Qirani of Curoq~

It's been a while since I drew my tropical pirate lord and thief queen, Qirani! About a year and a half, I think. o.o While featuring as an NPC in the Pirates of Axia homebrew campaign, she's absolutely fun to voice and draw and I finally reached a point in my skills where I could do her more justice! <3 Especially that tattoo on her back. I had concepts for it years ago but I wasn't quite happy with it then. Silly me, I'd forgotten a key element! The sun! The design blends different Polynesian elements with Celtic elements and was fun (if challenging!) to design. :D

Qirani's ended up collecting a few stray young'uns in her time, playing the role of the "Cool and Scary Aunt/Mom" to a handful of younger characters both campaign-active and non-campaign-active. The sort of woman who can, has, and will upend a sailor over the side of the ship or docks; at the same time, tuck a scared or lost kid under her wing to keep 'em safe and out of trouble.

I love her~ c:

Do not repost, edit, alter, trace/copy, use/redistribute my artworks without my permission.

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #ttrpg #pirate #wood elf #swashbuckler #rogue #ulei'var #pirates of axia #art #not pony #humanoid

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sugalaritae · 1 year

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harrow's january reads

it's the end of january! which means i get to make a list of all the fics i read this month, and this month i actually read mxreader, so that's cool. i have thought about marking my favourite ones but i've decided not to because i don't like when i see my fics on people's list and don't see a little favourite star beside it. i enjoyed all of these fics and that is what counts! i'm not going to separate them into mxr and mxm categories but just list them alphabetically.

counting the days - brightlight kth x jjk - idol!au - completed “I think I could last way longer than you without getting off, hyung,” Jungkook says. There’s that glint in Taehyung’s eyes again. Jungkook isn’t sure why for a moment, but then he realizes the full implications of what he said, and part of him almost wants to take it back. “Is that a bet?” Taehyung asks him seriously. Four well-practiced words between them. Jungkook should have realized before he said it what would happen here. read on ao3

days of flower blooms - brightlight knj x pjm x kth x jjk - witches - completed second part to (like my heart) my heart is tilting Magic is real and Jungkook has three boyfriends - these are both facts he's gotten used to by now. It's all the normal stuff he has left to figure out. read on ao3

exhale, slow - orphan_accont :( pjm x kth - strangers to lovers - completed Taehyung has a possibly illegal vegetable garden on the rooftop, and Jimin's just trying to survive Seoul. This is a story through the years as they grow together, then apart, then together again. read on ao3

finding the words to say i love you - @thatlongspringnight ksj x jjk - friends to lovers Living with the person you love can be a nightmare, especially when that person doesn’t know. read on tumblr

help me hold onto you - brightlight pjm x kth - friends to lover, slow burn - completed It’s on a completely unremarkable night in August when Taehyung sees Park Jimin for the first time in four years. read on ao3

(like the moon) my heart is tilting - brightlight knj x pjm x kth x jjk - witches - completedfirst part to days of flower blooms Jungkook moved to Jeolla-do to live with his aunt and go to college. On the list of things he wasn't expecting, meeting three overwhelmingly cute boys who tell him magic is real was fairly high.But here he is. And all because he wanted to pet a cat. read on ao3

matilda - @babystrcandy myg x reader - friends to lovers, brothers best friend - completed Loneliness had always been a constant for you, haunting you like a ghost; until your older brother’s best friend, Min Yoongi, came into your life. You both promised each other something back then - you’d always have his support and he’d always have yours. But with time and age, you weren’t sure how much that all still stood to be true. read on ao3 & tumblr

out of the dead land - sharpa knj x myg (past knj x jhs) - zombies - completedDon’t die, is always what they mean, but that’s not a promise anyone can give, these days. Sometimes, he wonders when Death will finally have its fill. The count must be in the billions by now, since the infection spread around the globe, leaving nothing but ruin and a handful of unlucky survivors. But maybe Death is like him—always hungry, always desperate for more, driven by a black void at the core that will never be satisfied. Maybe Death will eat the whole world and still be hungry. read on ao3

paradise - @minisugakoobies jjk x reader - strangers to lovers - ongoing That sexy man on stage - the one currently giving your friend the lap dance of her LIFE - is your super shy neighbor, Jeon Jungkook?! read on ao3 & tumblr

sun seeker - @nabiolive myg x knj - strangers to lovers - completed Namjoon does not do impulsive. He doesn’t understand the fuss about body modifications, and he has never considered getting one. That is, until he meets Yoongi—the prettiest man he’s ever seen, who happens to be a tattoo artist—and he can’t stop thinking about going under Yoongi’s needle to have an equally pretty design tattooed onto his skin. read on ao3 & tumblr

take my hand, wreck my plans - brightlight myg x kth - strangers to lovers - completed Yoongi meets Taehyung four days before he's set to leave the country. Against his better judgment, they make the time count. based on the movie weekend read on ao3

temporality - @kkulfm-2 myg x reader - strangers to lovers - completed You keep returning to his favourite beach, hoping the sand will one day remember him, but instead the tides bring you something new. read on ao3 & tumblr

trip no further - @matchy6812 myg x reader - soulemates - completed When your valiant attempt to get your best friend laid not only backfires, but results in one mind-boggling discovery—that the world-famous idol Min Yoongi of BTS is your soulmate—you’re forced to confront your new reality. Soon, you will need each other’s touch to survive. Too bad Suga, despite his sweet name, is proving to be something of an acquired taste… read on ao3 & tumblr

3tan: window - @kithtaehyung myg x reader - brothers best friend - ongoing you get to spend the holidays in a lavish private lodge with your brother and all his friends. but you’re just really fucking sad tonight… and maybe a bit mad, too. read on tumblr

#bts fanfic #griddle reads #griddles recs

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rowanaelinn · 2 years

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Also IA Helia is like my favorite character ever and she gives me so much inspiration and I had this small prompt that could somewhat fit IA, somewhat not - whatever you decide if you wish to write it 😁

Rowan with Helia at a park or beach on a warm day, Rowan's tattoos visible. Some judgmental old lady commenting Rowan's tattoos to her friends and Helia getting defensive because "daddy's drawings are awesome and one day she wants to have pretty drawings too!"

Illicit Affairs - Outtake (nine months before)

IA Helia your favorite? 🥺

Thank you for this prompt, it was so nice to write about! Anyone should feel free to send me some!

Warning: None / Word count: 1,500

Beautiful and warm days weren’t unusual in Doranelle, and yet Rowan had rarely lived such a hot day. The heat outside was almost unbearable, the sun entirely uncovered by clouds and free to hit people’s skins.

Rowan had grown up with Doranelle’s weather, he was used to heat waves at least once a year. The one who still wasn’t acclimated to this heat was his newly three years old daughter.

She was currently dressed only in underwear, laying facedown on the cold tiles of their kitchen. Rowan winced from where he sat at the kitchen table, “Are you okay, Lia?”

She let out a fake sob, muffled by the floor, “Am Hot!”

Yeah, she didn’t react the best to hot temperatures. Kids had a lower tolerance, and his daughter just wasn’t someone who enjoyed the heat. Guilt hit him, he should have bought a house with a swimming pool, that would have been better for them. Rowan grabbed a rag and wet it with cold water before putting it on her back, making sure to cover her neck. “Better?”

She whined, Rowan’s heart squeezing. He’d done everything right to keep the heat out, and yet it hadn’t really been enough. Their curtains and windows stayed closed; he’d turned off every unused electronics. “I don’t like this, Dada.”

“I know, baby,” he grabbed a hair tie on his wrist and tied her hair in a ponytail. Her curls were tight and voluminous, they were surely not helping her body’s temperature to cool down if they kept covering her neck and shoulders. “Is there anything I can do?”

She shifted and turned her head, looking at him with big, wide and pleading eyes, “Swimming pool, dada?”

And once more, Rowan Whitethorn had been caught in his daughter’s clutches. Sure, she was hot, but he was pretty sure she slightly accentuated her feelings just to get what she wanted. He didn’t know where she caught up on that trick, but she had never been shy in her use of it around him.

Today wasn’t an exception.

She loved doing to the public pool. It was usually Fenrys who brought her there, or Lyria’s parents. Rowan was not a huge fan of public pools. He couldn’t help but think of every single germ that could be found in such environment, but what was he supposed to say?

No, Helia, public pools are dirty.

But I’m hot, dada.

Then use the bathtub as pool.

That’s one thing his aunt would have told him growing up, never truly caring for his welfare. And he’d been older than Helia when he ended up in her care, the constant rejection had hurt him at ten. He didn’t want his three years old to feel the same way.

He sighed, nodding. She jumped on her feet, but Rowan grabbed her wrist before she could start jumping everywhere in excitement. “There are a few rules, Lia.”

She sighed, crossing her arms and cocking her head to the side, “Why do you like rules so much?”

He ignored her little jab. If she thought that he gave her too many rules… “You stay where I can see you the entire time. If you make a friend, you tell me and you show me who they are, alright?”

“Yes,” she sighed.

“No running, never. Last rule, you stay where your feet touch the bottom.”

“Are you done?”

“What were the rules?” He asked, once again ignoring her sass.

“Staying where you can see me, no running, I tell you if I have a friend, and don’t go too deep.”

“Good,” he praised, smiling and leaning in to kiss her forehead. She went to run into her room, but Rowan didn’t let go of his hold on her arm, “One kiss for your old dad.”

She giggled, the sound warming him more than the heat ever could, and said, “You’re not old dada.”

She placed a big, smacking kiss on his leg and ran upstairs. One day, too soon, he’d lose her. She’d be tall and beautiful, and she would walk downstairs with boxes in her arms, ready to leave him.

He wasn’t ready for that to happen. Never.

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“Not too fast,” he grilled through his teeth at Helia. “You sure you’re not forgetting anything, young lady?”

She gave him her most charming smile, “No, dada.”

“Sunscreen,” he said, face serious. He let her go away with a lot of things, but when it came to safety, he could be a little overbearing. Just a little.

She sighed, “But you don’t put sunscreen.”

He raised an eyebrow, “I don’t?”

She shook her head and crossed her arms, “I never see you.”

He sat on the deck chair and grabbed the sunscreen, “I’ll tell you what, you put sunscreen on me, and I’ll do it on you, yeah?”

Her face lit up and she nodded, “Yes!”

He grinned and took off his shirt and shorts, leaving him in his swimsuit. He’d packed a little more muscles these past few years, Lorcan made him work out multiple times a week. He said it was good for his anger, and Rowan agreed now.

He was used to the stares, that didn’t bother him. It was flattering, too, when women stared a little longer at him. He wasn’t interested in any of them, but it was that feeling of being wanted, maybe.

Two older ladies at his left stared a little too long and he smiled, inclining his head in greeting. They looked away quickly, talking with each other. Rowan turned around to let Helia apply the cream on his back. He’d have to do it himself after, he knew, but he didn’t care. He loved spending time with his daughter.

His eyes caught a flash of golden hair, and his heart missed a beat before the woman turned around. Why did he except her to be there? She was still in Terrasen.

He only knew that because he had the pleasure of working with her parents, a reminder everyday of the woman who had had such effects on her three years ago.

He let his brain conjure an image of her with Helia and him, would something like it be possible? Of course, it wasn’t. She had that perfect boyfriend, the one whose age was appropriate. She wouldn’t want to be burdened by a man with a child, anyway. She was too young, too wild.

And yet, he still dreamed of her most nights.

“Who let these tattooed punks be parents, anyway?” One of the older ladies snickered, probably thinking she was being quiet. His body slightly tensed but he didn’t say anything, what good would it do? “Look at that arm!” She laughed.

He’d gotten his tattoo about a year ago. It was an old tradition in their religion, mental pain and stains should be also made physical. It was part of the therapy and recovery he tried to follow for Helia.

“Hey!” Helia interrupted them. Rowan turned around to find her frowning at the ladies, her arms crossed with sunscreen all over her one-piece bathing suit. “Dada’s drawings are pretty, why do you judge?”

“Excuse me?” The lady asked, lifting her sunglasses to have a better look at Helia.

“Dada’s drawings are pretty,” Helia repeated. He bit the side of his cheek to keep from laughing. “I want the same when I’m grown up, and why would a drawing make him a bad dada?”

Both women’s mouths were slightly agape, and they only widened even more as his daughter kept talking.

“Dada says that when we don’t like something on someone else, we don’t say it. I don’t say that your hair is not pretty, so you don’t say something about his—”

“Lia,” Rowan chocked on a laugh.

The rude lady turned to him, “Has no one ever taught you how to raise a child?”

“Has no one ever told you basic public decency?” He snapped on the same tone as hers. Remarks on his body, he could take it. Anything about his kid, though?

“Yeah!” Helia backed him up, and he almost beamed at her. “Public basic deventy!” She tried to repeat, which only made Rowan break into a smile

The ladies scoffed, grabbed their stuff and left, leaving with a comment about how rude Rowan and Helia were. He ignored them, raising an eyebrow to his daughter, “What was that?”

She shrugged, smiling shyly at him, “They were mean. I don’t like mean people.”

He smiled at her, his back relaxing, “I know, but sometimes picking a fight isn’t worth it.”

She thought for a second before shrugging, “It is.”

He sighed, knowing that when his daughter’s mind was settled on something, it wasn’t likely to change. “Sit there, I’ll put sunscreen on you then you can play.”

She sat gladly in between his legs, letting him apply the cream on her skin. “Her hair really was ugly,” he said after a while, and Helia let out the most joyful and loud laugh in the world.

She turned around and threw her arms around his neck, “I love you and your drawings, dada.”

He kissed her forehead, “I love you more, Lia.”

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#rowaelin #rowan whitethorn #rowaelin fanfiction #rowan x aelin #throne of glass fanfiction #illicit affairs #illicit affairs rowan pov

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