BIG NEWS
Hey hunny bunnies, I'm finally getting somewhere with the rivals to lovers fic my darlings ⛄️ and 🪐 requested (your ideas were very similar so I incorporated them both 😁)
I'm just going to run a little debrief about it and include a tiny little snippet- and we have a BIG decision to make at the end. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this idea and I'm so sorry it took me so long to get onto it but I've finally started writing, I just have a lot to balance between school and tumblr so it might take the end of the week for me to publish the finished thing, I hope that's alright 🙏
Without any further ado: this is my AONUNG X FEM!METKAYINA! WARRIOR!READER TEASER
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It first happened when you were kids. The first time that stupid skxawng beat you, and it never seemed to end. You knew you were just as talented, just as ferocious, just as determined, but he was always just larger and stronger. It probably also helped that he would be Olo'eyktan.
So year after year, after every fight, every hunt, every trial, you would always be second. Silver. Sure, you could smash down every other warrior. Sure, you could outrun and outswim and even outrank any other person in the clan, but there would always be him. Aonung.
He was, in fact, a complete and utter idiot. He was all big and perfect and beloved by the clan, despite all his flaws. Because those flaws seemed perfectly obvious to you, his competition, but everyone else just fawned over his big muscles and pretty blue eyes and you were determined to never do so.
He was cocky. He was a player. He had more muscles in his arms than braincells in his head. He was condescending and entitled and just somehow managed to get away with everything.
So you were determined to be the person to call him out. If everyone was going to baby him and feed his practically obese ego, you would try to keep him in check.
You wouldn't fawn and fall at his feet. Every word you spoke to his was twice as harsh as to others. Every blow you delivered in training was harder than the last, and certainly harder than anyone else would dare to hit the precious little prince. Every look you sent him clearly showed your distaste that he, somehow, always was above you.
And he seemed to get it. As you got older, he became less dickish towards you. By the time you finished your iknimaya, he had congratulated you. By the time the Sully's came to the reef, if you called him out on his taunting, he'd pull his head back in.
You, of course, had no idea why. Everyone else did though. The way Aonung would only do as you say was perfectly obvious to everyone else. Ronal and Tonowari had figured it out early, that their son hardly listened to them, so they managed to sneak you into it when they wanted him to do something.
And Aonung tried to get over it. That's why he spent his days training hard, trying to beat away and sweat out all his ceaseless thoughts of you. Thoughts that mortify him, thoughts that you would murder him over.
That's why he spends his nights with a new girl every time, on the beach, in the water, on the woven floor of marui's, trying to fuck his desires for you out into another girl.
He can't help it- the way he imagines it's always you. You squirming as he lays with his head nestled between your shaking thighs, holding you down and drawing desperate moans out of your mouth so usually full of quips and snarls.
You on your knees in front of him, the same eyes that glare when you watch him filled with tears as you take him far into your throat, your soft lips brushing over his hard length.
Imagining you're the one under him, riding him, bent over in front of him, the curve of your ass and the softness of your tits on complete display for him.
Fuck.
It was bad. It was really fucking bad.
You were his second in command, you were his biggest competition. What used to be a childish crush was rapidly growing into a mature, dangerous obsession.
What he wouldn't give to have you as his, to be yours...
You, of course, on the other hand, are completely oblivious to his infatuation with you. For years, you've written off the way he treats you differently as simply part of the game, part of the competition the two of you have entertained for so long.
You have no idea of the blunt lust and deep affection he harbours for you, and you're certainly oblivious to his efforts to get closer to you. The first could have been anything, and it never would have occurred to you that it was courting.
In the years since your iknimaya, the rivalry between the two of you had fizzled slightly. You could accept his outranking you- he, at least, was worth the top position.
So you followed his orders with 60% obedience and managed to build a courteous, polite relationship with him. You were not quite friends, yet you both respected the other, and managed to share a good conversation every now and then.
Which is why it seemed so shocking that he was suddenly starting to compete with you again. He, of course, isn't doing anything of the sort, but you think he's falling back into the old rivalry.
It all started with the summer hunt.
Really, it was your fault. You let yourself get overconfident, sure that the huge fish you had speared through the heart would be the largest catch of the clan, and you had been pleased with yourself and returned to the village.
There was much admiration and praise for your amazing catch, everyone congratulating you until suddenly it all stopped. You weren't an attention seeker at all, but you couldn't help feeling irritated that something was suddenly so important.
Which, of course, has to be Aonung.
He's striding towards you, his large, muscular arms straining under the weight of the fish he's holding. It's fucking massive, completely putting your batch to shame, with shimmery scales and terrifying spikes all along it's back and fins and mouth and tail.
Almost instantly, everyone that had been congratulating you practically pounces onto him, gushing over their precious little prince and his unimaginable talents, his incredible strength, his impossible bravery yadayadayada.
You, on the other hand, just stay back, arms folded and a scowl fixed onto your face. You aren't bitter he did better than you (well maybe a little but that wasn't the point). After thinking you both got over this competition on at least surface level, here he was, bringing his haul over to you to completely undermine your efforts. To show, once again, he beat you.
But as everyone fawned all over him, he just continues to walk to you, returning a smile every now and then but staying in silence as he approaches. His bright blue eyes are fixed into yours the whole time.
He doesn't look cocky; there's a strange glint in those ocean eyes that you can't interpret. He's doing something, you can obviously tell at least that, trying to prove himself in some way.
And of course, your competitive, fierce mind jumps straight into the past. You can't believe he's doing this now, making you look ridiculous and small and undermining you with his amazing catch.
He finally reaches your woven basket, in which your now seemingly tiny fish lies. You fold your arms and stare blankly up at him, not bothering to hide your annoyance.
"Hey," he smiles, shifting the fish in his arms so he can see you better.
"Hey," you reply slightly coldly, raising your brows slightly and watching him.
He was attractive, you can admit that. Not just in a pretty way, he was so pretty it had every girl falling at his feet, and he was always happy to offer his time to them. It was something in that white shiny smile and bright blue eyes, maybe something to do with that air of slight mischief and danger that lingered around him.
It also could be his body. That was good too. All muscular and giant and taller than anyone else in the clan, even Tonowari. He moved with confidence and slight cockiness, the curve of his broad shoulders rolling gracefully when he moved. It was something to do with the sharpness of his collarbones and jawline, or the way his lashes curled so gently. There is a slight X shape to his ribcage, his stomach toned and muscly just like the rest of him, tapering into a slim waist.
“Good catch,” Aonung says, nodding down at your basket that looks ridiculous beside his.
You squint at him, is he making fun of you?
But he looks genuinely sincere, and also nervous.
Aonung. Nervous.
Aonung, the prince of the clan, the most confident even cocky person you know, is standing slightly awkwardly in front of you, looking nervous.
You aren’t sure if it’s your face- your glare does tend to have a terrifying effect on people, but you decide you’ve glared at him and he’s never looked this nervous around you before. In fact, you’ve never even seen him be nervous ever. Not at any fight or hunt or even at his iknimaya.
That only makes you more annoyed.
“Yours is better,” you reply bluntly. It’s an obvious fact, and Aonung smiles slightly.
“Thank you,” he grins. “I went outside the reef to three brothers rock-“
“Isn’t that a bit far,” you ask sceptically. “And a little dangerous?”
You go to hunt at three brothers rock every few days, but what was this skxawng playing at, going to such extreme lengths to beat you.
“I wanted to bring something good back,” he shrugs.
You scowl a little deeper. The other clan members that had been offering their congratulations were now dispersing. Sure, your arguments with Aonung were known to be a great source of entertainment for the clan, almost as much as the actual warrior fights, but they also knew better than to overstay their welcome when it came to the two highest ranking warriors in the clan. And this is where this is heading, an argument.
Really, you had slackened in your insults and keeping Aonung in line over the last few years, the competition between the two of you dying out slowly let you let him off the hook. He had used his new freedom to fuck around with his friends and girls and you had put your efforts into training and proving yourself.
“What are you trying to do Aonung,” you sigh, sharpening your knife to carve the fish.
“What do you mean?” He asks, sounding confused.
“You’ve never gone hunting beyond the reef except when you’re trying to prove a point,” you say bluntly, not looking up from sharpening your knife. “Like when you nearly got Lo’ak killed when we were kids. So what point are you trying to prove?”
When he doesn’t say anything, just staring down at you, you put your knife down with a small snarl and glare up at him. But before you can say anything, the next wave of villagers walks past, and they bustle around aonung to marvel at his incredible hunting skills and unbelievable daring and oh my god you’re just strong!
And Aonung just doesn’t seem to care. He usually is aloof and cocky, but he enjoys praise and ass kissing. The new crowd blocks you from his view, and you shift slightly to keep it that way, while you can take another look at him. He looks like he’s trying to find you, craning his neck and ignoring all the praises and flirtings thrown at his fucking feet. His brows are furrowed and he looks torn between confusion and slight upset that you’ve suddenly disappeared.
Stupid skxawng.
You sigh, gaze flicking to the basket of your smaller fish lying ignored and abandoned beside the group clamouring over Aonung’s massive, incredible one, and sigh.
You leave it there and slip back through the crowd and into your marui.
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So yeah, that's what I have so far 😁 pls let me know how i did. ☃️ and 🪐 my darlings, dont be shy to tell me any feedback for this bc this is just how I interpreted the requests, if there is a way you'd prefer it to be written, feel free to ask
ALSO, PLS COMMENT ANY NAME IDEAS FOR THE FIC, BECAUSE I CAN'T THINK OF ANY!!!!!!
Okay that's all for now, don't be shy to chat my pookie pies, I'll just leave you with this beautiful picture of our man I screenshotted 😘 I just know that's the face he'd be making if he found out about all the tawtute simping for him
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Heyy I finally woke up from my nap
So as my alias you can say Sea [funfact that's my irl middle name]
My hobbies are drawing, reading and playing games
I dunno if you're interested in mbti but I am an entp with intp stereotypes, if you don't, my personality is like a mix of yae x kokomi x kaeya
I need a loving partner like I need to feel they love me. Doesn't matter which love language, I just need to feel it [not talking about pda] and also bonus points if they are a bit shy, inside or outside
I HATE when someone disrespects ANYONE no matter what, and I love kind people but I have no problem with getting teased cuz I tease people often
I am a Pisces, I think love amusement park dates, but I've never been on one since no one asked me out before, but we went to one with my friends and it was SOOO FUN, aside from that I think every date where you can feel intense emotions is good cuz I believe that way you can truly get to know someone (and men are cute when they scream on roller coaster rides)
I don't think I need to say this but just because I am a kaeya simp don't feel forced to ship me with him I really wanna know your thoughts <3
Luv ya take care mwwaah 😙
AND CONGRATS AGAIN FOR 1K
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Hi, nonnie! You wanna know my honest thoughts... here goes! my cryglass has determined that...
Your Perfect Match is...
Kaeya Alberich
Okay, look! "Predictable" is what you might think now but listen up, I can prove to you why you two just click! There was no one else I could've chosen!
You two met in the Tavern (of course...). Actually it wasn't even him himself who approached you, it was Rosaria doing it for him because he just didn't shut up about you but he didn't want to bother you (actually he was too shy and he knows it).
Of course he acted as if she totally made that up and donned his cocky but slightly flirty side in front of you and that's how you started talking (she totally didn't make that up, by the way).
Eventually you started dating. Pat Rosaria on the back, she did well. Teyvat's best wing(wo)man!
Your relationship is just amazing, you're basically the power couple of the town - much to the dismay of the older townsfolk who also would've loved to have the Cavalry Captain as their son in law.
Kaeya's love language is definitely physical touch. He just loves to hug you or snake his arm around you from behind, kissing your temples.
Also words of affirmation - prepare to be showered in praises because he can't stop telling you how amazing you are. Especially since you're one of the first one's who could actually dish out some playful teasing in return and he loves it!
The fact you're smart enough and comfortable enough with him to throw playful jabs back at him is just so attractive to him!
Kaeya would also 100% be the type of guy who acts cool and plays off his nervousness before going on a roller coaster ride but starts screaming the minute he is on it - much to your amusement.
And if that hasn't convinced you already, he is super protective. If he sees someone doing you wrong, you can bet everything that he is there to help you immediately! No one hurts his darling on his watch!
"Hehe, hello there! Don't mind what Rosaria said, she has absolutely no clue, must've had to much to drink already. Anyway, now that we're talking already, how about I invite you for a drink - on me of course."
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