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eywathemother · 1 year

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Fish Lips Chapter 9

Ship: Aonung x Kiri's twin sister!Reader

Warnings: Language, bullying, gore, fighting, talk of war, injury and blood, slow burn, enemies to lovers (not really a warning just some people don't like that trope), death of (a) character(s), not proofread, mentions of reader being depressed

Words: 1,901 (kinda short sorry)

Keys: (y/n) = your name,,(y/i/n) = your Ikran's name,, Neural Queue= the braid extension of a Navi's nervous system that allows them to link up to animals and Eywa,, (y/n/n) = your nickname),, Bold is English,, Italic is sign language,,Bold italics is when you're communicating with Kiri,,

Chapters; Introduction || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 || Part 10 ||

My taglist is wack ass hell so I won't be doing taglist requests anymore. It takes me about half an hour to update the taglist as well, so it's more time consuming then I originally thought.

Spoilers for Avatar: The Way of Water A whole ass lot.

Special dt: @k1rislov3r

This is mainly a filler chapter so apologies if it's a bit dry, I'm trying to go into as much detail with the reader and her life so that the plot makes more sense. Also, I FINALLY CAUGHT UP TO MY CLASSES SO I CAN FOLLOW MY POSTING SCHEDULE, YAYYYY!!!! Thank you guys for your patience, I really appreciate it.

I did delete the original chapter for this so the sneak peek I posted was for the old chapter, this is the final cut for the chapter so it's completely different than what I posted. The reason why It took so long for me to post today was because I was editing mama Neytiri *smirking intensely*. Also, my brain is still fried, and I start more classes tomorrow so....I'm crying internally.

You hadn't gone to sleep until an hour before sunrise, so you were exhausted to say the least. Jake was okay with you sleeping in some more for rest, but Neytiri countered, you needed to do your chores and you had said the night before you would watch Tuk. Kiri was going to assist Ronal and Neytiri in Tsahik-training and the brothers were joining a hunt with Aonung and Rotxo earlier in the morning.

Neytiri was upset with your reckless decision to stay up so late but she had promised Kiri would be done by lunch so you could take a nap. You had been struggling with nightmares, you had no idea what they meant, and you refused to talk about them. Even Kiri was clueless to your nightmares.

Kiri didn't think you'd hide anything from her, as you both promised to always share everything, and it was very difficult to hide anything from each other. You held your end of the promise... somewhat, you didn't want to worry her or anyone, so you hid it.

You couldn't even turn to Eywa for help, as you couldn't even properly connect to the tree. Mo'at thought it was a sign from Eywa for some greater purpose for you in life, but Norm thought it was something to do with the malfunctioning of your Neural Queue. He explained that the Avatar's body is not as fully functioning as a Na'vi body at times, and you could've unluckily gotten some sort of mutant gene from the human DNA that didn't allow your Neural Queue to work the same as others. It was odd though, you had no issue connecting to animals, just connecting to any trees related to Eywa.

You had tried before, the farthest you had gotten to connecting to Eywa was a white room of sorts. Nothing but you, the brightness of the white around you, and the echos of your voice begging for someone to respond.

That was the day the nightmares had begun, depicting war and violence, filling you with nothing but anger and hatred towards the sky people. On occasions even towards Jake, who you had lashed out at saying to him he was nothing but ' a disgusting alien bringing violence and war wherever he went.' Of course, you apologized and got heavily grounded afterwards, but Neytiri was beginning to worry that the lack of connection you had with Eywa was starting to affect you.

You tried not to let it affect you too much, you tried not to stress over things way beyond your control.

As of now you had your head rested in your hands, sitting crisscross with your elbow resting on your knee. Tuk was playing in the water, looking at surrounding coral and observing the fish.

You tail wagged a bit, moving lazily over the rock you were sitting on. You hear footsteps next to you, several people calling out your name.

" (y/n)!!" Lo'ak was the first to make his way to you, Tuk turning to him with." Hi Lo'ak!" She smiled before a yellow-ish green fish caught her attention; she immediately went back to observing the waters.

" Where's Neteyam?" You asked, your ears perked up at his presence, watching as he plopped himself next to you. He pointed towards the beach." He, Rotxo, and Aonung were right behind me, I don't know where they went though. Don't really care either." He shrugged, placing his feet in the water.

"Oh." You yawned, you were trying your best to stay awake but you knew you'd pass out soon." Hey, do you mind watching Tuk for a little bit?" You asked Lo'ak and he gave you a side eye. He wasn't happy about it but he knew something was bothering you and keeping you up so of course he wasn't going to be apathic towards you and keep you from sleep.

" Yeah sure, be here before dinner though. Mom will be upset if you're not back by then." You nodded and stood up, stretching your body from being in the same position for almost half an hour.

Normally your napping routine included flying (y/i/n) to a random and secluded area and napping together until it was time to head back. That or you let her fly freely through the air as you napped on her back.

This time you wanted to be alone, you currently didn't want to be around anyone or anything. You just wanted to lie down someplace and just sleep. Hopefully dreamless.

You made your way into the woods, not bothering to really watch where you're going, just trying to stay on your feet. You wanted to lay yourself on the ground floor of Pandora and just listen to the heartbeat that echoed from within the empty-feeling heart of Eywa. Your true mother, you may not be able to connect to her with your braid, but you didn't need to.

You could hear her silent comforting words within the wind, whispering in your ear words of encouragement that had never left your parents lips. Your feet carried you across the Earthy flooring of the walkway towards the denser part of the forest. The mother trees, the children, all of their silent voices being carried by the cool breeze.

The sound of the ocean's waves hitting the beach slowly vanished as your ears focused on listening to the birds and rustling of the trees. The longer you listened the more you tried to think of it as the Jungle's trees rustling or the animals singing.

You missed your home, and you will miss it as long as you remained on this planet. You were slowly falling into a depression, missing your home, your people... your family. It wasn't the type of sadness to make you cry, but the sadness that put a hole in your chest and made you feel empty. The Jungle was a part of you, and you missed it terribly.

You laid down on a patch of grass, running your hand over the blades of grass. Feeling the edges of the plant tickle your palm and the tips of your fingers. A comforting warmth drifted over you, the wind dying down as you closed your eyes and listened to the breath of the planet. You slowly began to drift, finally being able to rest.

Red. Orange. Yellow. Fire.

Surrounding you, ingulfing you but it didn't burn. It was like the rage of the flames understood you and you understood it. War almost feeling natural and like your second nature. You felt nothing as you cut through the humans like their life meant nothing to you.

It didn't, you could care less about these murderous and destructive aliens from afar. You wanted them dead, you wanted all of them to disappear. You weren't just angry, or rageful, you were vengeful. You were going to give them what they had given you, you were going to make them feel how you felt as you watched your friends and loved ones die for a fight that would never have happened if it weren't for them.

If it weren't for Jake Sully, HE started this, HE is the reason you are all on the run. Why didn't he just kill them all, why did he let them go back home in one piece. You would've shredded them until they weren't even recognizable, showed them to Eywa, your beloved mother that you would protect her at all costs.

These weren't your thoughts; you would never think this way of your father. What was this dream, who was this unrecognizable being?

You jolted awake, beads of sweat running down your face and tears sprung to your eyes. You hated these feelings, they were so foreign like they weren't even yours, but in a way comforting. You wanted to deny them but, on some level, you knew that you agreed with them.

You stood up and headed your way to a small stream nearby. You splashed water onto your face, wiping the tears from your eyes and staring at your reflection in the water.

You stood up, looking around realizing how late it was. It was way past Eclipse. You ran hand through your hair and drew a breath preparing to be grounded again. This was what? Your third or fourth time breaking a rule or causing trouble. Honestly you didn't care, at this point it'll happen at least every week.

You heard footsteps approaching you and you spun around on your feet in alert. Aonung appeared, he blinked a bit in surprise and then grinned." You have some awesome hearing, I thought I was being sneaky."

You rolled your eyes." You stomp, there's no way you could survive in the woods with those." You pointed at his feet, and he grumbled under his breath." My feet are not that big." He protested, placing a hand on his hip, his ears back in annoyance.

A small silence broke out, and you tried your best to keep your normal aggravating smirk placed on your lips. Aonung could see past it though, he paid enough attention to tell that you were not doing so well. He didn't watch you or anything, he was just very aware and constantly read people. Maybe at times he would watch you with someone and pick up on your mannerisms more than he would with anyone else, but so what you were his friend.

Well...friends a stretch still.

" What's wrong?" He asked, he might not be the best at comforting, but he was willing to try. You brushed him off." Your presence always seems to dampen my mood, have you not noticed?" You teased but he didn't return your teasing.

" I'm serious, whatever's bothering you, you can tell me." Aonung placed himself in front of you and placed a kind hand on your shoulder. Your shoulders tensed and your jaw tightened, the smirk falling off your face for a split second.

" Now what's got you all tinder hearted your big teddy bear!" You pinched the side of his ribs lightly and he instinctively pulled away." What? What is a t-eddy barer??" You slapped a hand over your mouth giggling at his terrible English." Did you just insult me? It is one of those human insults, isn't it?"

Your worries and bad dreams disappeared instantly, Aonung unintentionally brightened your day-or rather night. Speaking of night, you needed to hurry and get back to your families Marui. You looked towards the path that led you back to the beach.

" Don't worry, it's not as late as it seems, just after dinner. Lo'ak and I covered for you so you're fine." He gave you his charming smile, the calmest you've ever seen him be. You grinned, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and dragging him closer to you." You know...I kinda like you a bit now."

" Just a bit?" He teased and he placed a hand on your other shoulder. You put your other hand up and put your pointer finger and thumb almost touching." Just a smidge."

" So does that mean I've finally won you over?" He asked, his tone was light and teasing but he was asking an actual question he's been dying to bring up." Won me over? Hell no!" You shook your head." I'm not gonna be friends with you that easily, you have to do something biiiig." You exaggerated and he rolled his eyes, he should've known he wasn't going to get a real answer out of you.

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hyperfixationrn · 1 year

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eyesxxyou · 10 months

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Peeved (Hobie Brown (Spider-Punk) x transmasc!reader

Hobie Brown x transmasc!reader

Rating: mature

Word count: 2k

synopsis: Hobart Brown gets or your last nerve, with his "fuck all" attitude and disregard for your practice times. But you have to admit, you love his hands

warnings: fingering, some second hand embarrassment, hobie praising/teasing reader, hobie being a little shit as always, humping, kinda rushed but I did my best

Enjoy!

“He’s late…again.” You deadpan, checking the time for the third time in just under 20 minutes. “He always does this. Remind me why we haven’t kicked him out of the band yet?” You look to your drummer, who lays upside down off the side of your couch because she knew Hobie would be about an hour or so late like he always is. You could always count on him to never show up on time.

"Because," your drummer says, "no one can play the guitar like he can. You know he's killer at it." It's true and it annoys you that it is. You can't replace him, definitely not at a time like this. You have a gig a week away and even that won't whip him into shape and force him to get his act together, at least for this.

"I can play the guitar…good enough to do his part at least." You cross your arms, kicking a loose shirt you had on the floor under the couch before sitting down. Frustrated at your guitarist, you slouch into the mangy couch.

"You can sing, play the bass, and the lead at the same time." She glances at you from behind messy streaks of eyeliner and long lashes. "Why didn't you enlighten us with this information before? Who knew you were such a talent, Y/N?"

You rolled your eyes at her. "Oh, fuck you."

It was then that Hobie decided he would grace you with his presence, coming barreling through the window with his guitar swinging behind his back. "Yo." The nonchalant in his voice pisses you off. You stand up and once again, like you are every time, reminded by how much shorter you are than him. He's tall, thin, lean, lanky. Overall pretty but he'd probably knock someone's head off if they called him that. It was a shame, in different circumstances, he'd be just your type.

"And where the hell have you been?"

Hobie looks you right in the eyes with a smirk playing across his pierced lips. "Places." You know he's being vague on purpose to get a rise out of you and for a moment it works. "I told you what time to be here."

"I don't believe in consistency, love." He shrugged and for a moment you thought you might jump on him and try to tear his face off. "Well you better find your belief in it before I make you test your belief in whether God exists or not."

"Could you two get a room already. You're this–" she punched her fingers together, " close to vigorously making out with each other." You glare at her and she just smiles and blows you a kiss from her darkly lined lips.

"Let's not waste time then since you're so determined to get through practice." Hobie slips past you, his hands on your waist to put to the side before he swings his guitar to the front. You can't believe there was a time where you had a crush on him. A time where you would lavish over a touch like that, think about it late into the night, trace over where this skin touched yours.

Your drummer insists that you still have a crush on him, it just presents itself differently. "No, no, you definitely still want to fuck him, you just want to angry fuck him now." You'd brush her off, roll your eyes, but never deny. Because maybe a small part of you knows you still want him.

Of course, he plays his part perfectly but refuses to admit he practiced on his own time. "I don't need to practice, just natural talent is all." So cocky, but at least he could back it up you supposed.

His fingers played skillfully over the strings, long and slender, chipped black nail polish, nails always bitten short. Maybe you were staring at his fingers for too long because before you knew it, the music had stopped.

"You missed the queue."

You blink and the moment your eyes come up, they connect with Hobie's. He's got that look in his eyes you don't like. The ones where he knows something you don't. Or rather, he knows something that you don't want anyone else to know. It's mischievous, chaotic, and terrifying.

The rest of practice goes by without much of a hitch. Hobie liked being needlessly complicated but he knew you were seconds away from bashing his head in with his own guitar so he kept his antics to a minimum. But he could see it, the way your anger was burning with something else to fuel it, the way you glared at him that looked something more like longing than anything else, the way you moved away from him when he was close, not because you didn't want to be near him, but it you were close to him any longer, you might melt into him.

"I gotta head out early today." Your drummer was already packing up when she let you know.

"What? Why didn't you let me know sooner?" You're more upset that you'll be left alone with Hobie than anything else. She only shrugged and offered a teasing little smile. Liar. She had nowhere to be. The bastard.

"Why ain't you get on her like you got on me then?" Hobie was suddenly right beside you, nudging you with his elbow until you jumped away from him. You can't remember the last time you were left alone with him. Why was he looking at you like that?

"Because I like her more than you." Your murmur as you hang your guitar up on its stand and sigh. "I'm gonna make some tea, you can get the hell out."

Hobie doubled over in laughter. "No you're not. You and I both know you can't make tea for shit, love. It's gonna be water with milk. Get over here." He grabbed your hand, and brought you closer but you were already pulling away. "Stop, Hobie. You play too much."

"What's your deal? What's your problem with me? Because you've never been so aggressive until this past year." For the first time he seemed frustrated. His jaw tightened and his eyes narrowed at you as he grew closer. Why did he seem even taller now? Why was he backing you into a corner? And why hasn't he caught on yet? You thought he had for a moment.

"You know why." You insist because there's no way he doesn't. He's too smart for that, too observant. And he confirms that with what he says next. "Then say it. Not a mind reader, love, tell me what's so wrong with me that you can't stand my very presence."

"Because you're so you, Hobie!" You didn't want to get into an argument today. The stress was already too much for you and now you had to confront all of this. "You don't care about anything at all, nothing bothers you and you definitely never bother with anything! You just let things go so easily and it pisses me off because I like that about you so fucking much!" Your finger was nearly jabbing holes through his chest. "You make me sick because I just want my lips on yours and to feel your fingers inside of me."

You didn't mean to say so much, especially not that last part. The worst part is that Hobie seemed completely and utterly unfazed by what you had said. His lips pinched to the side as he nodded and hummed softly. "Well then, if you're so sick of me–" he grabbed your waist and pulled you close. His lips were pressed against yours. He bit your lip and you let him, you moaned for him, you opened up for him, let him slip his tongue between your lips, only to find that it was pierced as well.

He placed his tongue directly against yours with all the intent to swap saliva, leave a bit of him in you. You tugged at his vest, a signal for him to remove it. Hobie slid it off his narrow shoulders and let it drop to the floor in a clatter of leather and metal.

When you pulled away, much your dismay, Hobie sat down on the couch, legs spread a comfortable amount. "Come show me how much. I'll be your punching bag for a little bit, love." He motioned you over and like he was pulling on invisible strings, you came over and straddled his lap.

Your lips connected again, sticky and sloppy with passion as you but his lip piercing once more as traced the angle of his jaw with your hand. You could feel his calloused fingertips against the waist of your shorts. They skillfully unbuttoned them before slipping his hand into your underwear. “You said you wanted my fingers, right?” Hobie murmured against your lips as the pads of two of his digits glide against your clit. You shudder softly, your fingers fisting at his shirt.

“Go ahead. Use them.” Hobie leaned back against the couch and simply watched, let you have your way with him since you’re so frustrated. You immediately began to rock against his hand, easing his fingers against your entrance. Inch by inch entered you knuckle deep. You bit your lip, staring at Hobie behind hooded eyes.

“Pretty boy. Take what you need.” Your hands are on his neck, fingers slipping beneath his choker while you rut against his hand. You let out the softest whimpers and moans, mewling with pleasure while you rubbed your clit against the palm of his hand. “Tell me what else is wrong with me, love? Go on.” Hobie curls his fingers against your silky walls that grapple him so well he might just say forget his fingers altogether and move on to bigger things. But you were enjoying yourself so much.

You bite your lip as words fail you and you whimper. “Y-you–” You’re too focused on riding his hand. If only you could see yourself. You’d be so embarrassed that you’re letting yourself go to such a degree. “You’re so cocky.” You shiver, pressing your pelvis down harder against his rough hand.

“You make…yourself too comfortable in my house.” Hobie chuckles at that one. You can feel him curling his fingers everytime you bounce. He massaged the small little place inside you that makes your vision go blurry and your eyes cross. “Fuck— Hobie.” You whine needily. “Right there.” You’re starting to feel hot in your clothes. You wanted them off. You wanted his clothes off. You wanted to feel his skin against yours.

“Saying my name all pretty like for someone who doesn’t like me, eh?” His other hand is on your waist, stroking your hips and thighs before setting in just the right position to control your hips. He can see you getting flustered, just the way you did when he called you a pretty girl. “You like that, love? You like it when I call you my pretty boy, love?” You cry out again for him.

“You’re right. I am cocky, aren’t I?” He forced you to move your hips faster and every muscle in your body trembled. “‘Cause I can really get used to a sight like this. Can’t you?” Hobie likes that way you’re completely falling apart just from his fingers. He couldn’t imagine what you would look like taking the rest of him. He could feel your walls pulsing, begging for release, to completely unravel and fall into pieces.

Your orgasm came like a tidal wave. So brutally you might as well have been torn apart and stitched back together like one of your late-night projects. It seizes your muscles, takes your over, makes you kiss him harder than ever before. Lips meet teeth, tongue, and metal all at the same time. You don’t notice Hobie slip his hand from your pants, digits coated in you.

“You still peeved with me?” He asks softly with a twinge of humor in his voice. There’s something horribly tender about his tone that isn’t usual for the Hobie you know. If you hadn’t known any better, you might have said that he liked you but he was far too inconsistent for something like a relationship. It wouldn’t last. You knew it.

"Just don't be late to practice tomorrow or I'll throw you out the damn window."

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ughkat · 5 months

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focus on me | l.r.h

part seven

part 6 here

college tutor luke au

a/n: { bit of a slow chapter, part 8 in the works!! :-)}

tutor!luke x fem!reader

cw: cursing, tutorxstudent, very brief mention of blood?

not proofread

Saturday

6:00 PM

"Why are you acting so weird?" Leah snapped me from my trance, my eyes glued to my sheets ob the bed below me. We had planned our usual hangout in my dorm, bought a disgusting amount junk food and had a queue of movies and shows waiting for us on my laptop.

It had been almost a week since my last session with Luke, since then, he's disappeared.

I didn't receive any texts informing me of a following session, so I had assumed if I just showed up, so would he. The following days after that Monday, I would stay after class expecting Luke's arrival, but he never showed. I asked my professor if he knew what was going on, he nonchalantly brushed it off. "He'll be back." "Probably has other things to do."

I couldn't help but feel as if he had been avoiding me.

"What? I'm fine." I forced a chuckle, furrowing my brows at my friend. I had failed to tell her anything of worth. How would I tell her I fucked my tutor? The one she knows personally?

Leah gave me a cross look, her smile crooked.

"You're a terrible liar, Y/n." She rolled her eyes. "But, if you say so." She scoffed, tossing a handfull of random chips into her mouth. I sighed, contemplating if I should just "man up" and tell her about my stressing events of the previous week.

I continued to stay in my daze as Leah vegged out on my laptop, watching a TV show I had no interest in. I bit my cheek, my mind wandering to all the possible reasons for Luke's absence. Did I do something? Is it me? Am I being dramatic? What if it has nothing to do with me? Where is he? Why do I miss him?

"Dude." Leah spoke abruptly, widening her eyes at my face, "You're bleeding." I once again snapped from my daze, bringing my tongue to my previously chewed on lip. My anxieties had let me absentmindedly chew enough skin off the corner of my lip, making me bleed.

"Oh, shit." I wiped away the little blood with my thumb, taking a deep breath at my undermined nervousness.

"Seriously, what's going on?" Leah spoke softly, pausing the show on my laptop. She sat criss cross, turning herself towards me to listen. She stared at me with genuine compassion. I glanced at her briefly before darting my eyes to my hands, which were fidgeting relentlessly in my lap. I sighed deeply before speaking.

"I don't know..." I began, "It's a lot... And a little crazy." I shook my head. Leah inched closer, tilting her head.

"You can talk to me, babe." She reassured, poking my knee playfully with a finger. I smiled softly, looking up at her warm face.

"Okay..." I sighed, "You have to swear on your life to keep this a secret. Seriously, this is confidential information." I stressed to my friend, half sarcastically, but genuine. Leah raised her eyebrows at the seriousness, but nodded.

"Of course. What happens in this room stays in this room. My lips are sealed." She smiled. My thumbs twirled in my lap anxiously as I tried ti gather my words neatly and orderly, which ended up coming out like word vomit instead.

"Luke and I..." I started, my eyes glued to my lap, "I fucked Luke... And I liked it. And it happened twice. And now he hasn't been at school in like, a week and I'm worried it's my fault, and he hasn't texted me, and-" Leah threw her hands up in front of her chest, halting my words.

"Yo." She spoke, blinking slowly, "Let me get this straight... You fucked your tutor? You and Luke fucked? Where?! How?!" She exclaimed, speaking with her hands dramatically. I threw my hands over my face in embarrassment, my cheeks started to get hot.

"I know." I whined into my hands, "I don't even know how this happened, Leah." I groaned, sinking into my posture. Leah's mouth was agape, collecting her thoughts.

"Can't he like, get arrested for that?" She asked genuinely. I widened my eyes.

"Can he?!" I exclaimed, "I'm not a child why would he get arrested?!" I yelled in a whisper.

"Cause he's technically a teacher... Right?" Leah furrowed her brows. I shook my head in frustration.

"I don't know, dude. It's all so much." I whined, dropping my hands back to my lap. "Please, don't tell anyone. Like anyone." I pleaded, looking at Leah with genuine concern.

"I won't." Leah reassured, still very obviously mind boggled at the battalion of information she just received.

We sat in a tense silence for a moment before Leah spoke up.

"What are you gonna' do?" She spoke through her teeth. I glanced at her, her expression full of sympathy yet shared stress.

"I don't know. I wish he'd say something. A text. Anything." I mumbled.

"Have you texted him?" Leah tilted her head. My eyes darted around the room. Am I stupid? Of course I am. Why don't I text him?

"I haven't." I shoke my head, reaching for my cellphone beside me. "I don't even know what to say.".

"Uh, I don't know, maybe "Why are you ghosting me I have the ability to ruin your entire career"? Hello?" She spoke with a petty and sarcastic tone, I couldn't help but let a small giggle escape my lips at her immediate hastiness towards Luke's absence.

"I'm not saying that." I scoffed, "I'm not mad at him or anything." I spoke as my thumbs hovered over the screen, looking at our last message threads. My mind raced, what do I say? "Where are you?" "Are you okay?" "Are you mad at me?" "Did I do something wrong?".

"Hey. Everything okay?"

I typed out my message hesitantly, my thumb scared of the send button. Leah watched me patiently as I finally hit send, I tossed my phone quickly away from me as I did, as If I was thirteen and texted my crush for the first time.

"Ugh, why does he make me feel this way." I groaned, flopping on my back into my bed.

"I told you he wasn't shit." Leah mumbled. I shot her a death stare before sitting back up.

"We don't know why he isn't talking to me yet. Maybe there's a genuine reason." I tried to stay optimistic. Leah scoffed.

"Right. I hope so.". I bit my cheek with unease as I took in Leah's unenthusiastic tone. I didn't want to believe Luke was avoiding me for any reason. I couldn't imagine what I had done. Though our last session had ended fairly awkward, I assumed the events spilled that day inferred that the stance on our contact with one another was acceptable. Sure, we didn't get to talk much, but I doubted that he would be intimate with me while wanting nothing to do with me...Right?

My eyes found themselves darting to my phone every few minutes, the ringer was off yet I hopelessly checked in the chance that Luke's message silently made it's way through. I tried to stay grounded, have a good rest of the evening with my friend.

"Don't dwell on it right now." Leah gave me a playful shove, noticing my tense posture, "See what happens on Monday." She spoke in a no-sweat tone, an obvious attempt to calm my uneasy feelings.

9:00 PM

A yawn escaped my chest as I gathered Leah and I's mess from just a bit ago, making my way to the bin with handfuls of wrappers, bags, and bottles.

I stopped suddenly in my tracks as a single chime rang from my phone across the room, making my heart jump slightly. Not getting my hopes up, I nonchalantly finished my cleaning, ignoring the notification until I concluded my job. I could feel the idea of the notification belonging to Luke try to take control of my thoughts, but remained calm. Why was I letting him affect me this way? He made me feel crazy.

I leisurely made my way to my bed, getting comfortable in the blankets and sheets before hesitantly grabbing my phone. The screen set aglow to my face as the notification showed iteself to me. Luke. 1 Message.

"Yup."

I furrowed my eyebrows, narrowing my eyes as I swiftly unlocked my phone, opening the whole message thread.

"Yup?" I spoke aloud in disbelief, bringing my phone closer to my face. What did that mean? Yup? I felt myself fill with anger and confusion. I felt as if I'd rather him just kept ignoring me. I scolded myself mentally for my immediate assumptions of the tone of his message, as "Yup" could be spoken in any emotion. I couldn't help but feel immediately insecure, as though his message was standoffish.

My leg bounced hastily, I bit my cheek as a million emotions flooded me at once. I didn't know what to say. If I should say anything at all. What if he's not mad? What if I'm being dramatic? I let myself overthink, staring at his text in a daze.

"Are you sure?"

I typed impulsively, sending without thinking. I just wanted a real answer. Quicker than I excepted, Luke started to type. I felt my heartbeat begin to pick up, feeling silly at how easily he controlled my emotions. His message snatched my attention abruptly.

"I'll see you on Monday."

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luvsfootball · 6 months

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wildest dreams - aurelien tchouameni.

requested by - @certainsaturn

author’s note - this is specified to an asian reader!

you were panicking.

it was your first time travelling by aeroplane, usually depending on cars or trains. but today you couldn’t seeing as though you were going from valencia to boredeaux.

you were texting your sister who was telling you to just go and get something to eat and stop worrying. after paying, you walked off to a lounge close by where your plane was taking off from.

a boy, around your age, was sitting there, half asleep but trying to keep himself awake. he had a travel pillow wrapped around his neck and you tried to hold in your laughs at how silly he looked.

“excuse me, is this plane flying to bordeaux?”

he opened his eyes at your sudden question, confused for a moment but he nodded. “yes, it shouldn’t be too long now.”

aurelien could sense how nervous you were. “first time?”

“yes. can you tell?”

he gave you a sympathetic smile. he still remembered the first time he flew by plane, and it definitely wasn’t an experience to be remembered.

“what are you going to bordeaux for?” he wondered. “i’m a music producer. going to work with an upcoming artist over there.”

“i’m just visiting family until work starts up again,” he told you, trying to play it cool.

the noise came over the speakers to tell you that your flight was boarding. both of you stood up, and you said goodbye and wished each other a safe journey.

“i’m aurelien, by the way.”

“y/n. it was nice to meet you.”

aurelien was a couple of people behind you in the queue to board and when he got on, he was surprised to see you in the seat next to him.

“well, this is a coincidence,” he laughed, relaxing into the seat.

he figured that if you were going to be sitting together for the rest of the flight, he might as well get to know you for a bit.

“so, where are you from?”

“singapore originally, but when i got my job i work all over. i lstill live in singapore, though. what do you do for work?”

aurelien didn’t want to sound big-headed, but he was surprised you didn’t know who he was. “i’m a footballer. that’s where i’m coming back from, actually. i’m just not travelling with my teammates because i’m visiting my family.”

you raised your eyebrows, double checking him to see if you recognised him but you didn’t. “sorry, i don’t really keep up with sports or anything like that.”

“don’t worry, i don’t keep up with music producing either,” he laughed, cracking a joke to try and make you cheer up because the flight was about to take off.

things between you and aurelien were going great and you really hit it off. you both walked to the exit of the airport together, and even exchanged numbers.

“so, y/n. where are you staying?”

“oh, just some hotel. my manager said he was going to set it up for me.”

aurelien pondered on the thought for a moment. if he invited you back to his family home, you could stay there free of charge and he could at least have a friend instead of just him and his parents.

“i know we just met and everything, but do you want to stay at mine? it’s close by and free.”

you had just met aurelien, and he wondered if he was being too pushy or creepy by inviting you to stay at his.

but to be honest, you didn’t want to be alone in a hotel and if his parents were there, surely everything would be okay.

“sure, why not.”

he hailed a taxi and you both got in the back, aurelien directing him to his family home.

it was a beautiful house in the country, with a lake for fishing and even a patch for fruit and vegetables. “my mum takes pride in her house, but she’s a lovely woman. i think she’ll like you.”

his family dog immediately jumped on you when you entered and you cuddled him, leaving aurelien to let his parents know about you.

when his mum came out, she seemed like a really nice woman, rushing you off the kitchen to show you her new plants and things.

his family were extremely welcoming and loved you, constantly telling aurelien that they think you were the one for him.

but he’d push them away in private, telling them you were just a friend and nothing more.

it had been an amazing year for aurelien. you were living in madrid for a while due to work when he told you that real madrid want him to play for them.

you were aware of the football club, how could you not be?

they were one of the most decorated clubs in history and you were incredibly proud of aurelien for getting a transfer there.

he had been apartment hunting ever since he touched down in madrid, and it wasn’t going well. so you offered your home to him until he found somewhere.

but there was a problem.

aurelien was bringing back women every now and then. most of the time, you’d spend the night out somewhere to leave them be, but you couldn’t help but feel jealous.

all of the women looked different to you, and it made you upset. you cried on the phone to your sister plenty of times, confessing how you really liked him, more than a friend.

he obviously had a type, and they didn’t look like you.

“hey, is it okay if i bring eduardo over tonight? just for dinner?”

“yeah, sure.”

you didn’t mind one bit. eduardo was a likeable guy and always made you laugh and feel good about yourself.

when he got here, you pulled him in for a hug. he returned it, ignoring aurelien’s little glare and asked how you had been.

you all ordered some takeout food, eating it whilst watching a movie. that was when aurelien’s phone began ringing and he left the room to answer.

you and eduardo listened in discreetly and it was obvious he was talking to a girl. “you like him, don’t you?”

your head shout up, signalling for him to be quiet. if aurelien knew, you were scared it would ruin the friendship and leave. “please don’t tell anyone.”

“i won’t. you know he likes you too, right?”

scoffing, you shook your head and sighed, “i’m not even his type. i’m-i’m just his friend…”

eduardo chose not to touch on the subject again for the rest of the night in front of aurelien, until he said he was going out for the night.

“oh, where are you going?”

“just to see some woman i met on a dating app.”

it felt like your heart had been took out of your chest and stomped all over. you should have been used to it by now, but the thought of him with someone else was upsetting.

“i’ll walk down with you. i’ll see you soon, y/n.”

eduardo kissed your cheek as the two boys left your apartment together.

as they were in the lift, eduardo wanted to help you both in some way. and the only way he could that wasn’t nice, but it would be worth it to see his two friends happy together.

“i was um… i was thinking of asking y/n out on a date.”

aurelien stopped texting the woman, turning his phone off to look at eduardo. “are you serious?”

“yep. she’s a very beautiful woman and she’s kind to me. i think i like her.”

suddenly his date didn’t feel important to him anymore. not after eduardo had confessed that to him.

“how was your date?”

aurelien was surprised to see you still awake seeing as though you were supposed to be flying out to america tomorrow for the grammy awards.

if he was being honest, aurelien blew her off. told her some bullshit about ‘a family emergency.’

his mood had totally soured after he had left eduardo and he just walked around town for a bit before coming back.

“i didn’t go,” he confessed. you furrowed your eyebrows, standing up to go and check if he was okay. he didn’t look it.

aurelien was tearing up.

“what’s wrong? did she do something to you?”

“no, no. it’s my fault, really.”

confusion filled you. what was wrong with him?

you grabbed his hands, pulling him into you. it was something you had been doing for ages. whenever he was upset, you’d pull him in for a hug and he’d spill.

but he didn’t move.

he pulled away.

“what is it?”

you were worried. the frenchman sighed and rubbed his face with the palms of his hands.

“i was speaking to eduardo earlier. he-he said he was going to ask you on a date.”

it was news to you. eduardo hadn’t even shown an ounce of interest in you in that sense, and then it hit you. you knew exactly what he was doing.

“and what’s that got to do with your date?”

“it ruined my mood.”

you scoffed, crossing your arms, “why would eduardo asking me out ruin your mood?”

aurelien looked at you like you were stupid. how did you not know that he liked you?

“because i like you!” he burst out, moving towards you now and grabbing your own hands.

“me? you like me?”

aurelien sighed, shaking his head and whispering, “why wouldn’t i like you?”

“i thought i wasn’t your type.”

“how can you not be anyone’s type? you’re gorgeous!”

his words felt like a warm blanket being wrapped around you, sparking fireworks in your stomach that you didn’t even know was possible.

you could tell he was waiting for an answer but you were rendered speechless. never in your wildest dreams did you think aurelien would be stood there, confessing he liked you.

“you are the girl i want. none of those instagram models who love my money. you’re my best friend, and i want us to be together.”

squeezing your eyes shut, you pinched the inside of your palm to see if you were dreaming. aurelien swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down before he said, “i love you.”

“you love me?”

“i’d me crazy not to.”

you giggled and aurelien compared it to sunshine in his mind. “so will you have me?”

nodding, you smiled at him and whispered, “i’d be crazy not to.”

#aurelien tchouameni x reader #aurelien tchouameni #tchouameni #football imagines #football #football x reader #real madrid

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irayoeywa · 8 months

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the name game ✧

part eight, the finale

neteyam sully x fem!omatikaya!reader

warnings/notes - fluff, love confession, kissing, bold & italics mean flashback, characters are speaking na'vi unless stated otherwise, gif is mine, divider creds to shifterium.

na'vi words used (with translations) - atokirina - wood sprite uniltaron - dream hunt eltungawng - glow worm kali'weya - arachnoid yawne - beloved tute asevin - pretty woman vitraya ramunong - tree of souls kuru - queue naer - alcoholic beverage swoasey - hand sized bowls used for the naer

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y/n's days were usually peaceful.

or, that's what they used to be.

lately, they've been anything but that. not since what happened about a month ago…

your head snapped up when the words left neteyam's mouth. he looked nervous, his face carried a tight-lipped smile and his eyes were avoiding your own. and your silence wasn't making him feel any better. after what seemed like forever, you finally decided to speak. and coincidentally, neteyam decided to vocalize something at the same time.

"i can't accept this."

"i see you."

the two of you said in unison. after both pieces were spoken, the two of you stared at one another with wide eyes. you, shocked at his confession and neteyam, shocked at your rejection.

after the initial shock, neteyam was the first to speak.

"what? why not?" was the first thing he asked. he sounded upset and the look on his face didn't make you feel any less terrible for rejecting him.

"because this is serious. and i haven't done anything to deserve this." you said, putting the necklace back in his hands.

"y/n-"

you cut him off, "i didn't tell you my name for months, i avoided you every time i saw you, and i couldn't even understand when the great mother sent me a sign, two signs at that. so no, i can't accept this, because i don't deserve it."

once the words left your lips, a silence fell over the two of you. shaking your head, you started to get up from your seated position. a cool breeze washing over your calves and feet that were no longer immersed in the shallow water of the pond. you didn't even bother grabbing the half weaved anklet and you honestly didn't even care about it at the moment, you just wanted to leave. the last thing you wanted to do was deal with the aftermath of the now undoubtedly awkward situation you created.

neteyam watched you with a hurt expression. he really wasn't expecting this to be the reaction that he received. the worst case scenario was unfolding and he was having trouble wrapping his head around it.

but neteyam wasn't letting you walk away just yet. he was like his brother that way, never admitting defeat until it was absolutely necessary.

you had almost disappeared from his line of sight before he spoke up, making you stop in your tracks.

"i saw it." was all he said.

you turned around, looking at him in confusion. you wanted an explanation and he planned on giving you one, he just needed you to stop walking away first. neteyam stood up and began slowly walking towards you.

"i saw the atokirina that day, you thought i didn't see it but i did. i saw it." neteyam confessed, "i didn't understand what it meant at first so i went to talk to my grandmother to ask her about it. she helped me realize that you mean so much to me and maybe eywa was telling me that the two of us are meant to be something more for each other. i was originally going to wait until after i went through uniltaron to do this but once my mother told me you actually came to the marui to drop off my visor, that let me know that you are trying to be more open and that means a lot to me. so i knew now was the right time. i know you have your own reasons as to why you didn't tell me your name and you can explain when you're ready, but i don't care about that because nothing can get in the way of my feelings for you. i see you, y/n."

it was as if your brain went haywire. your mouth was parted slightly in surprise while your eyes began to water. there were so many things you had to process but didn't have enough time to. he saw the atokirina that day, so maybe it was a sign for the both of you. his speech also made you realize that he is willing to be patient with you even after you did everything in your power to push him away. even now, you tried to walk away from this situation. he wasn't giving up on you that easily. he wore his heart on his sleeve and now it was him that deserved an explanation, and you were finally ready to give it to him.

you let out a sigh, "i.. i never really liked attention. being the sibling that nobody really knew about. it was more peaceful that way. and so when you, the son of the olo'eytkan wanted to be my friend, i knew that would draw attention. attention that i didn't want. so i thought if you didn't know my name and if we didn't speak at high camp, i could still have a sense of normalcy while being your friend."

neteyam didn't say anything, he just stared at you as you continued to explain.

"but you mean so much to me and i realize that not only was i taking you for granted, i was also pushing you away. and i apologize for that." you sent him a small smile, hoping your explanation made sense.

for a moment, the sound of nature was the only thing that could be heard. neteyam began to walk closer towards you. his steps got smaller as you two were now nearly chest to chest. he then took your face into his hands, softly caressing your cheeks as he looked into your eyes.

the close proximity was intimate and you had no choice but to look into his eyes as well. and in that moment, you felt a sense of comfort and normalcy. like this is supposed to be your new normal.

neteyam smiled softly, "there's nothing to apologize for. i see you."

"and i see you." you breathed out, a smile stretching across your face once you said the words.

neteyam smiled before leaning in, bringing your lips together. you wasted no time in responding to the kiss. it was slow, but that's all it had to be. it was passionate and that's all that matters.

once you pulled away neteyam took a step back, "are you going to accept my gift now?"

you laughed and nodded, "yeah of course."

he smiled before motioning for you to turn around. you did so and lifted your braided hair so he could secure the necklace around your necklace. while he was doing so you suddenly remembered something.

"you know, i went to the tsahìk to ask her about the atokirina too."

"really?" you couldn't see but neteyam had an amused expression on his face.

you nodded and he shook his head, "that's probably why she looked amused when i explained everything to her. because you had already told her."

"hey, i needed answers and she's wise."

"that she is."

it's been a month since that day and you and neteyam have been moving at a pace comfortable for the both of you. you've been getting closer while still keeping some things the same such as still hanging out in the forest and going on ikran rides together. the only difference is you're now romantically involved with one another.

but your presence within the clan definitely changed. thanks to your big mouth sister, the entire clan now knows that neteyam is officially courting you.

now, everywhere you go, people are either staring at you or trying to speak to you. it was like you were suddenly the main focus to everyone. most people didn't even know you existed so they were curious to see who the future olo'eyktan was supposedly planning to mate with.

dealing with all the attention was very stressful at first. you didn’t want to leave your marui because of all the people that would stare at you. but of course, neteyam helped you get through it and eventually, you got somewhat used to it. it still did bother you though, but you tried your best not to think about it too much.

today is a very important day. today is the day that neteyam finally goes through his final rite of passage before he finally earns his place among the people forever.

uniltaron is a rite of passage that all omatikayan people are required to go through. even though it was a significant tradition in omatikayan culture, that didn’t stop it from being dangerous.

the first step of uniltaron was for the tsahìk to place a eltungawng into the navi’s mouth. this glow worm gave the na’vi the ability to hallucinate. then the olo’eyktan would take a kali'weya and have it stab the na’vi twice in the shoulder. the venom from the kali'weya mixed with the compound from the glow worm gives the na'vi the opportunity to experience their vision from eywa. but, the venom from the arachnoid was powerful enough to completely stop someone's heart. there have been na’vi people that have died during the ritual. the occurrence was rare but, never impossible.

your uniltaron happened about two months before you met neteyam. it usually took hunters/warriors longer to go through the rite of passage because he had to complete other things before reaching this destination. since your place in the clan is being an artisan, all you had to do was tame an ikran beforehand. neteyam on the other hand had other tasks to handle first.

even though you made it through okay, that didn't mean you weren't scared and nervous at first. and you were feeling those exact same emotions for neteyam.

during the ritual, there are other clan members surrounding the na'vi that is going through uniltaron. these clan members are usually people that are close to them. meaning family, friends, and partners. since you and netetyam are now promised to each other, that meant you were going to be in attendance.

your palms were slightly clammy and your stomach was in knots as you walked through high camp. and because your nerves were at all time high, you barely noticed the couple of people that turned their heads at the sight of you.

once you got to your destination, you peaked your head in the marui that the sullys resided in. seeing that they were all there. tuk seated on the ground, messing around with her hexapede toy. lo'ak and spider were in their own world, holding a conversation of their own. your eyes scanned the room before finally landing on the boy you came for.

neteyam was seated while his dad kneeled down in front of him, talking to him. his body language looked serious so you assumed that he was most likely giving him a lecture or a pep talk for what was to come. jake is the one that has to do the part that frightened you the most. beside him was neytiri and kiri, they were preparing the white body paint that would go on both his face and body.

you decided to finally make your presence known. you walked in and everyone’s head went up, seeing who just walked in. luckily, everyone greeted you with smiles.

neteyam had properly introduced you to all of them a week after he began courting you. the two of you knew that there would be a lot of questions and demands your families would have so the first week was just you and neteyam. enjoying your time together before everyone knew. when you told your family a week later, they all said they had a hunch. they noticed the necklace that resided around your neck and knew something was up because it wasn't crafted nearly as well as your usual accessories. they were just waiting on you to say something

kiri was the only sully that knew for the entire week since neteyam told her your answer the night he got home. she was happy for her brother, happy that he found someone. she was also delighted that she was able to help make the necklace for you.

when neteyam told the rest of the family, tuk smiled and said she was happy for him, which was expected. spider started laughing, turning his head to his lo'ak and telling him that he owed him a ride on his ikran. lo'ak started objecting, telling spider that he didn't win the bet because they haven't mated yet. neteyam shook his head, not even surprised they made a bet.

his parent, on the other hand, were surprised. they knew their son had some type of romantic feeling towards you but wasn't sure if he was bold enough to act on it. they were a little skeptical at first, not knowing if he was serious enough about this and if he was making the right decision. but after having a conjoined dinner with both of your families, it was clear to jake and neytiri and your parents that you and neteyam were very serious. mo'at had even said that she saw something special with the two of you. after that, they were more than happy to welcome you into the family.

and it wasn't long before your sister started running her mouth to everyone in high camp, telling them about you and neteyam. she was mainly the reason why and how the entire clan found out rather quickly.

while you began to hang out with kiri more, neteyam hung out with nanti a lot more. nanti and neteyam had a general sense of respect for one another so it didn't much for them to get along.

but being accepted by the sullys meant a lot to you so it warmed your heart that they were more than happy to have you around.

as you walked over to neteyam, you greeted jake properly. he was still the olo'eyktan and you wanted to be respectful. he greeted you back before giving neteyam a firm pat on the shoulder. he then stood to his feet and walked away. neteyam smiled as you sat down in the spot jake was once in.

"good morning, yawne." neteyam smiled.

you blushed at the pet name, "good morning teyam."

your eyes shifted to neytiri, who had just finished making the paint with kiri.

"i can do it, if that's okay." you say to neytiri, motioning towards the bowl. she looks at you before smiling and handing it to you.

she and kiri stand, walking away as well. you then dipped your fingers into the white paint before applying to neteyam's face in a series of patterns.

"are you nervous?" you asked him, briefly making eye contact with your boyfriend.

"not really. i mean i've been preparing for this my whole life." he answered honestly, "i can tell that you are though." he laughed.

"it's not funny." you frowned as you dipped your fingers back in the paint, now placing the patterns on his neck and collarbone area.

"i just don't want anything bad to happen."

"i know you're scared of the kali'weya but nothing is going to happen, i promise." neteyam spoke, bending his head a little to make eye contact with you since your eyes were focused on his neck.

"you can't promise something like that."

he leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead, "well i just did, tute asevin."

you smiled softly before the sound of gagging took you out of your trance. you and neteyam turned your heads to see lo'ak and spider fake gagging as they watched and listened to your conversation.

“you can’t promise something like that.” spider said in an over-exaggerated feminine voice.

lo'ak then licked his lips, puckering up and then kissing the air dramatically which neteyam rolled his eyes at, "well i just did, tute asevin."

"you two are insufferable." you laughed.

"and you guys make me sick." lo'ak rebutted.

you and neteyam waved them off before continuing your conversation. once you finished applying the paint to neteyam's body, it was time to go.

uniltaron never took long. the ritual itself took maybe an hour if that. but right now, it felt like hours. you sat in a circle with the neteyam's family, as well as your sister while neteyam sat in the middle of the circle. since neteyam now considered nanti a close friend, she was also in attendance. your parents were happy that their two most antisocial children were actually venturing out and being more open.

the ritual had begun and it played out just how you remembered. neteyam had consumed the eltungawng and it was taking effect rather quickly. you watched intently as his father took the kali'weya out of the bowl it was residing in. your breath hitched as it stabbed neteyam twice in the shoulder.

you gasped as the boy groaned as he hissed and doubled over, placing his hands on the ground in front of him. the tsahìk began fanning smoke towards him as everyone in the circle began to sing a traditional na'vi song. you sung the song as you stared at neteyam with concern. he was still in the position from before. you tried not to panic because you remember the pain that it causes but you couldn't help it.

after a few moments, neteyam sat up, which you were relieved. the singing continued as he had his vision from eywa. once the ritual was over, you thanked the great mother for allowing him to get through the ceremony safely.

after the effects of the insects wore off eventually and he was back to normal, the entire clan gathered at the vitraya ramunong. jake recited a saying before declaring neteyam as one of the people. he then placed both of his hands on neteyams' shoulders. mo'at did the same and everyone followed in pursuit, holding onto the shoulders of the person in front of them. you held onto the shoulders of kiri and nanti placed her hands on yours.

once that was completed, everyone returned to high camp for the celebration. so far everyone was having a great time. people were singing and dancing as the music from the blue flute played. there was food and drinks. parties like this were always nice.

you didn't want to be glued to neteyam's side for the entire night, especially since a lot of people were going up and talking to him. he respected that you didn't really want to be that social so you both agreed to meet at the tree of souls again after the party was over.

"yo i got us something!" lo'ak exclaimed as he rushed over to where you, spider, tuseÿa, and ri'an were sitting.

"what?" tuseÿa asked, looking at him weirdly. once it was out that you and neteyam were serious, tuseÿa had to let go of her crush on lo'ak, reluctantly doing so but she loved you and neteyam together.

lo'ak grinned before handing swoaseys to all of you. you took the swoasey from his hands and looked in it, it had some type of liquid in it. you went ahead and smelled it. the strong smell of naer filled your nostrils.

"lo'ak who gave this to you?" you asked, grimacing at the smell of the beverage. you were old enough to drink naer but the rest of the teenagers around you definitely weren't.

"sanari snuck me some. all i had to do was tell her she has pretty eyes." lo'ak laughed as he drank the liquid from his small bowl. you have drank naer before but you weren't really fond of the taste so you didn't drink it often. and to your surprise, all the teens around you downed their cups with ease.

"is there something i'm missing or?" you asked as you looked at them in confusion.

tuseÿa laughed, "we've all drank before y/n, what do you think we do when we're out with our friends at night."

"well i don't like naer so one of you can have mine." you said, outstretching your hand with the swoasey in it. lo'ak went to grab it when a hand came out of nowhere and took it from you. you looked up to see kiri holding it, staring at lo'ak.

"unless you want to be drunk in front of mom and dad, i suggest you calm down with the drinks." she glared at him. lo'ak rolled his eyes and in response as kiri sat down beside you.

"hey." you greeted her.

she looked at you and smiled, "hey y/n, why are you hanging out with these losers and not my brother?"

"hey!" the teenagers all exclaimed. she ignored them as she awaited your answer.

"this night is all about him so i wanted him to enjoy it. also there's a lot of people coming up to him and you know how i am."

"well he looks like he's losing his mind without you." she laughed, lifting her hand and pointing in a certain direction.

you followed her finger to see neteyam talking to two men. they were both built and wore cummerbunds so you assumed that they were both hunters. you were surprised to see that neteyam was staring at you as he was conversing with them. a smile crept on your face and he smiled back before looking away.

"he's so fucking whipped bro!" lo'ak shook his head, speaking english.

after a while, the music being played on the blue flute had come to a stop and the party ended. many na'vi were intoxicated as they stumbled their way back to their marui's. others had their kids sleeping in their arms from being up so late and others said goodbye and goodnight to their friends.

it was now time for you to meet neteyam at vitraya ramunong. you quickly went to your marui to grab something you had made a couple days ago. as you were making your way to the ikrans, you unexpectedly bumped into a figure, causing you to drop the item in your hand.

"oh i'm so sorry!" you rushed out, looking up noticing that you bumped into jake.

"it's all good y/n, let me get that for you." he bent down and picked up the item. once it was in his hand he stared it before looking at you, "did you make this for neteyam?"

you nodded, a little nervous of what his reaction would be. after a moment of silence, a smile etched onto his face. it was small but it was still there nonetheless.

"you're a good kid, y/n. and i know you make neteyam happy. you'll make a great tsahìk one day." he spoke before handing you what you dropped and walked away. you were frozen in your spot. a great tsahìk? did he think that highly of you? well, you are promised to the future olo'eyktan but it didn't really hit you that you were technically the next tsahìk of your beloved clan.

you managed to walk to your ikran despite the shock still evident in your face. you mounted your banshee and flew to the tree of souls. you landed in a spot that most ikrans resided when there were gatherings here.

neteyam was already there. he had his kuru connected to a few of the bioluminescent vines that hung from the beautiful tree. when he heard the screech of your ikran, he disconnected from the tree and watched as you got off your banshee and made your way over to him.

once you were close enough, neteyam rushed over to you and swiftly picked you up off your feet and spun you around.

"hello to you too." you giggled once he put you back on the ground.

"i missed you." he said, resting his forehead against yours.

"it was only a couple hours."

"i know but i wanted to spend the entire night with you. but i know you would've been uncomfortable with the amount of people that were coming up to me." he says, backing away from you so he could see your face better. he went to grab both of your hands and noticed you holding something.

"what's that?" neteyam asked.

you looked at the item he was talking about, "ok so as a gift for completing your final rite of passage, i made you your very first cummerbund." you handed it to him.

neteyam's eyes lit up as he took it from your hands. no surprise that it was neatly woven and the patterns were well put together. he looked up from the cummerbund and threw his arms around you.

"thank you so much yawne, this means a lot."

"you're welcome." you smiled as he began putting it on, "your dad told me that i would make a good tsahìk one day."

neteyam paused, looking up from the accessory and at you. he held a look of shock on his face. he didn't know that his father thought that highly of you.

"really? how does that make you feel?" was the first thing he asked. he wanted to put your feelings at the forefront of the conversation.

you noticed neteyam's fingers fumbling with making sure the cummerbund was on securely. you moved closer to him and made sure it was on correctly.

"i was honestly surprised, i hadn't really thought about it before." you answered honestly.

"if you do not wish to be tsahìk then you don't have to be."

"i know.. but is it something that you want for us?" you looked up at him.

"i'm fine with whatever you're comfortable with. so don't worry about what i want." neteyam reassured you. you gave him a warm smile before stepping back, looking at the cummerbund hug his stomach.

"it looks good on you." before you could take another breath, neteyam grabbed your hand and pulled you back towards him. your chests now pressed each other.

neteyam used a finger to bring your face closer to his. his lips ghosted over yours. your eyes fluttered shut, drinking in this moment of intimacy.

"all thanks to you." he muttered before placing his lips on your own. the kiss felt like any other kiss the two of you shared. gentle and affectionate. lips moving in sync as the environment around you glowed in different hues of blue, purple, and green.

you were the first to pull away, giggling when neteyam's lips chased your own. you looked at him, admiring his face as his bioluminescent dots glowed in the night.

"now that you've gone through your final rite of passage, we can finally.. you know.." you trailed off, hoping neteyam would get the hint.

and judging from how his eyes widened, he definitely did.

"are you sure? you know we can wait."

you nod your head, "i want this. i want to be with you."

neteyam physically felt his heart swell at your words. he brought his hand up to your face and caressed your cheek, "oel ngati kameie."

"oel ngati kameie." you leaned into his touch.

the two of you then reached for your kuru's before bringing them over your shoulders. the hair at the end of the braid moving to the side as the pink tendrils made themselves visible. you looked at neteyam who was holding his kuru, looking like he was waiting for your approval. you gave him a confident nod and brought your kuru closer to his.

once they were close enough, the tendrils in your neural queues connected with one another. your mouth dropped as you felt a sense of euphoria washing over you. you felt like you had to catch your breath. once doing so, your eyes locked with neteyam who looked like he was feeling the same emotions as you. you leaned in and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

you and neteyam were now mated for a lifetime.

a lifetime you couldn't wait to live.

sorry this took so long. also, the confession wasn't as good as it could've been but i'm not that good at writing stuff like that so that's the best it's going to get.

thank you to everyone that read and enjoyed this. i have more things i'm working on but school started so please just bare with me.

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comparing Dean's face when Cas tells him he loves them in 12x12 when there's still a fighting chance vs Dean's face when Cas tells him he loves him in "Despair" really does highlight the microexpressions in 15x18, yeah he's uncomfortable and trying to keep it together in both but 12x12 he's tuning Cas out a bit to think about how he's gonna obliterate the bastard that hurt him, whereas 15x18 there's nothing for him to do but listen, in this essay I will--

#dfvq liveblog #dfv queue #dfvq spn #spn12x12 #spn15x18 #dean winchester #castiel winchester #jacting joices #y yo a ti #profound bond #they're in love your honor

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Ghost: Part Six Na’vi Miles Quaritch X Fem!Reader

Warnings: animal cruelty, smut, fluff, violence.

They landed gently on the roof of the ship, jumping down until they were face to face with a stocky bearded man.

"Are ye the asshole that is commandeering my ship?"

"That would be me, now ya going to help, or do I have to do it myself? His words were not a question, they were a not-so thinly veiled threat. The man sighed, clearly not wanting to fight with the 9 foot tall Na'vi marine. The recoms followed the human man inside the ship gathering around the table, looking at the map displaying all the clusters of islands that held tribes and different clans.

"You know this island group doc, what kind of indigenous we have up there?" Another bearded man stepped forward, intrigued by (Y/N).

"Dr?" She crossed her arms "What's your speciality?"

"Marine Biology?" He was confused, to him the Na'vi women before him looked native, he was confused by her questions "You?" It was a shot in the dark, but he was going with his gut.

"Microbiology" He nodded "and Conservation" His eyes widened. "I'm Dr (Y/N) Augustine"

"Any relation to Dr Grace Augustine?" She nodded "She was my sister" She lowered her gaze, not wanting anyone to see the emotion that brimmed in her eyes. In this moment she was wishing more than anything she had more time to tell stories of grace to Kiri.

(Y/N) didn't follow the conversation. She was holding Spiders hand, comforting the child.

"Are you alright?" she asked quietly. He shook his head.

"I have heard things"

"What things?" The women was concerned. The thought of people mocking him the way they had her made her tail flick in anger, he was family, end of story, and she would kill for him.

"That you're being kept in his room, as a slave" He didn't say the word, she knew what someone had said, most likely Z-dog. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Quaritch had been the one to give him that black eye.

"I am no slave, he is a changed man, Spider, have faith." Her words were little over a whisper as she leaned into his ear, hoping the discussion in front of her would mean no one caught the conversation. Spider looked up at her, confusion etched on his features.

"You can't kill a tulkun! Killing one would be like killing a family member to the natives" the doctor spoke up(Y/N) bit her lip hard, thinking that if she spoke up then she would get Quaritch in trouble, but then lyle spoke up.

"Fucking savages, you gonna tell me they fuck these animals too?" he snorted and gestured to (Y/N) "look at how that bitch over there acts, and we all know how easy she is" Z-dog laughed as did the other recoms. Quaritch didn't even have a chance to react, she jumped behind the Colonel and lunged at the marine. She wouldn't let him get away with what he had said, not after what they must have said around or to her Spider. She jumped on him and dug her teeth into his shoulder. He tried pulling him off but she dug her teeth in deeper. Someone grabbed her Queue, yanking hard. She released her grip on Lyle and cried out in pain. It wasn't until she was thrown into a cold office that she saw it was Quaritch. He let her go the second the door closed behind him, then his expression softened.

"Petal, I am sorry. I had to play the part" He hushed out the words. (Y/N) pulled her braid over her shoulder nursing her sore head. She nodded at him.

"I am sorry" she whispered. "But-" he cut her off

"You don't have to say but- If you hadn't i would have"

"You don't understand." she insisted, placing her hands on his chest and looking up at him. "They were telling Spider you were holding me as a sex slave!" The mans features turned into furious anger, like nothing she had seen before.

"I will end him" She pulled at his shirt trying to keep him in place.

"Miles, stop" he didn't "Please" she begged. He stilled, only slightly, her hands gripping his biceps. She could feel the rage radiating off him.

"You're not easy"

"I know"

"But I said the same thing" She sighed placing a hand between his shoulder blades.

"You didn't mean it" She soothed him, rubbing her hands over his exposed skin.

"But in the moment i meant it, i didn't believe it, but it wasn't right" He turned to face her, "I am sorry for what i said that night. I never apologised, I am sorry" The women nodded in agreement.

"Thank you." she placed a hand on his face, “Now i know you have to leave me in here, but please, don't let them kill that animal. Show me the change" He nodded, determination filling his gaze.

The entire hunt her words rang in his mind. 'Show me the change' He almost zoned out of the entire hunt. But an idea formed in his head.

“Tag it!” The location devise connected with the animal a low whine leaving her mouth.

“That’s enough” Quaritch warned.

“What?” The smaller man was stunned angry even.

“If we tag it, it will go back to sully, I’m sure of it or someone will contact him to get that tag off. Either way it’s a win win.”

“But, I won’t meet my quota”

“Tough luck make sure to do better next time”

"Screw you i am killing it" Quaritch pressed the man against the walls of the boat.

"I was being nice, now i won't. Follow orders or I will personally inflict the punishments. The man nodded in fear.

Quaritch made his way to the office where (Y/N) had been held. She had used the time to release her hair from its braided style. He opened the door, emotion evident in his eyes.

"I want you to come with me"

"What?"

"Let's go flying"

"Miles, your scaring me. Did you-"

"Its alive, we have some time. They believe that I am taking you out to scope an area waiting for Sully."

"But we aren't?" he walked closer and offered her hand.

"No, I am taking you someplace a little more natural." A smile spread across her face as she got the hint. She took his hand and he wrapped his hand around her wrist, pulling her out of the room, out of the ship and finally they flew. For hours he would playfully fly close to her, causing her to almost fall of her Ikran. Finally they found some land, a small secluded area.

When they landed (Y/N) knew that there were other Na'vi here. Loyey was to anxious.

"How close is the village?"

"This area was recently vacated." He explained, "The tribe that lived here are nomads. They move around at least once a year." She nodded, she had heard that some tribes chose this life style. She didn't understand it personally, but the scent of the locals had Loyey on edge.

"Mawey, Loyey" Quaritch, who had stepped closer smiled.

"What does that mean?" he asked she looked up at him suprised.

"You know Mawey?" she was confused, he knew the language quite well for a beginner. He frowned.

"You never taught me the word, Loyey" She started to laugh. He smiled back realising he had said something stupid.

"Loyey is her name!" She was holding her sides doubled over in laughter, unable to stop.

"Okay, okay. Stop laughing"

"You Skxawng!" She continue to laugh until she noticed his single raised brow. "Um" she swallowed thickly. "I'm sorry" The Marine leaned forward reaching for her. She dodge out of the way.

"Oh now ya really are going to be sorry." She started to jog deeper into the forage. She secretly enjoyed being chased, it was a way to represent this cat and mouse game they had been playing .

It didn't take him long to catch her, he reached out and pulled on her tail lightly. She spun around an open mouthed playful smile, slowing down, now walking backwards. The sun had started to set a few hours back, so her luminescent spots lit up her body in a way that drew him to her. He had never really looked at himself, not in this body, but the small spots were something he found adorable on her. Eventually the look in her eyes was too much and he stepped forward grabbing her waist, pushing her up against the nearest tree.

"Enough games" He breathed heavily against her face, eyes darting between her eyes and her lips. His tail (that he had just the smallest more control of) gently traced up her calf and inner thigh until it wrapped around the body part as much as it was capable. "If you want me to stop, just say the word" she nodded and he smirked placing his fingers under her chin forcing her to look up at him. "I need you're words princess."

"I'll tell you if i want you to stop." he wasted no more time and leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, moving slowly at first he placed one hand on the small of her back pressing her against him, as the other pushed into her loose hair. He used this leverage to move her head to the side, giving him a better angle. He moved his lips against hers with ease, her slight soft whimpers increasing his confidence, soon he started to become rougher. More dominant. He pulled on her hair slightly causing her to gasp into his mouth, giving him an opening to invade her mouth with his tongue, pushing his hips against hers he quickly moved from her mouth to her neck. In an instant she was facing the bark of the tree. Quaritch grabbed at her hips pulling them back slightly causing her to brace herself against the wood.

“You’ve been a bit disobedient today, haven’t you pet?” He ran his palm up and down her back. She knew what was coming but did not expect it in the slightest.

“Miles, please” a sharp sting radiated across her behind.

“Try again princess, how do you address me?”

“Si- Sir” she stammered out, still taken off guard by the stinging on her skin.

“Good girl, only a few more to go” he hummed, rubbing his open palm and fingers against her ass between each spank. He wanted to go easy on her this time, and she had only been slightly disobedient that day. She had made up for the laughing, the teasing, the attitude. When he remembered her rolling her eyes a particularly harsh spank landed on her skin. A total of five spanks landed on her ass, one was just for fun. Satisfied with the slight redness on her skin he turned her around once again pushed her body against his. "You are a wonder, let me show you how much i apprechiate you princess." he bit into the skin above her breast's, only slightly covered with her clothing. "Jump" He mutterd against her skin, she followed the intruction well, he grabbed her thighs to hold her steady at first, but soon held her in place with the pressure of his hips against hers. Keeping one hand in place he continued his assult on her neck, causing (Y/N) to mewl in return. He smirked in response, as much as he loved her obedience, he wanted her to be bratty. It was more fun when he could push her to submit. He pushed her further into the tree grinding against her core.

“Miles, ple-” he froze, her words catching in her throat. His grip tightened, oh he was going to have fun with her tonight.

“What was that?” He quizzed slowly moving away from the tree.

“Nothing, I’m sorry sir” he hummed and nodded in a sympathetic way. A smirk plastered on his sharp features. He slowly began to lean down until he was resting on the soft ground, a mixture of dirt and sand creating an odd texture beneath him. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist, using this to his advantage he slowly started circling his thumb on her inner thigh.

“Did you just lie to me Darlin?” She shook her head and he gave her a tusk in response. “See I know ya are, and good girls tell the truth” he moved his hand closer to her core, his words having the desired effect. “And good girls get to cum” A whine escaped her lips as his finger made contact with her throbbing clit, gently tracing circles, moving upwards and downwards at a agonisingly slow pace. He watched as her face contorted in pleasure, eyes fluttering. When he started to trace his fingers along her entrance they both knew it was game over. She was desperate already, wet and craving the feeling of him inside of her, and he wanted to make her fall apart on just his fingers. “Tell me how much you want my fingers” he ordered

“Please, sir” (Y/N) looked up at him “I need to feel you” she all but pouted the words, a light chuckle escaping the Colonels lips, two of his fingers slipping inside of her. Immediately making a ‘com hither’ motion perfectly hitting her most sensitive spots. He braced his free hand on her head whispering into her ear.

“That’s it baby. You’re so wet for me.” He moved his digits faster causing a slick wet squelching sound to erupt from between her legs. “Oh sweetheart, I bet you taste amazing” (Y/N) tensed against his chest, back arching, her high approaching quickly, but it stopped suddenly when Quaritch pulled away. Her eyes had previously been squeezed shut but when she looked into his eyes she saw hunger. The fingers that had just been inside her pushed into his own mouth.

“Please” the man removed his fingers from his mouth with an exaggerated ‘pop’ once again placing them inside her waiting core, she was wound up tight already so close to her previous almost orgasm. He teased her relentlessly pulling away again, and again. Finally she broke, small tears on the corner of her eyes. “Daddy please” she begged almost crying out in desperation. He froze, he had once again licked his own fingers clean of her slick. The new name had taken him by surprise, he hadn’t thought that would be hidden inside her. He looked down at her, a new found hunger growing in the pit of his stomach, he was rock hard, his erection leaking waiting to be inside her. He wanted to devour her fist.

“What was that princess?”

“Please” she choked out the words, grinding herself into his abdomen “Please Daddy, I want to cum” He shifted his waist and leaned down placing her on the ground.

“You wanna cum so bad? Oh I’ll make you cum” he placed open mouthed kisses to her stomach, leaving a wet trail of his saliva down to where she needed him most. He removed the rest of her clothing and used his hands to moved her thighs over his shoulders. Holding on tightly to her thighs he looked up at her face, eyes meeting hers, before he placed a light kiss on her mound. Moving slightly lower to place another kiss on her lips and finally tracing her opening with his tongue. She had long since thrown her head back, taking in all that he was giving her. He gripped his fingers tightly into her skin, a unspoken message. ‘If you look away I stop’ he didn’t have to say it, she knew. Lazy hooded eyes meeting his own. He took the opportunity, while holding eye contact to suck hungrily on her clit. A choked out moan escaped her lips, followed by a sinful whimper. He removed his lips from her and started using the very tip of his tongue to flick her bud slowly. Her hips started moving frantically hoping for any consistent motion. He moved one of his hands that was previously holding her, right over her lower abdomen pressing down to keep her in place. He moved his tongue quickly sensing she was close.

“Please don’t stop, plea-“ a high pitch scream and moan erupted from her lip. He smirked and began to suck on her clit full force. She gasped and writhed beneath him. Hands grilling his hair one second and pushing at it the next, the pleasure too much to handle. He continued the brutal attack on her bud until she came again with another high pitch whine, body convulsing due to the overstimulation this time squirting all over his face. He helped her ride out her orgasm. A shit eating grin covering his face as he rose from between her legs. Leaving new love bites and bite marks, allowing her time to recover. Her body finally stopping it’s twitching by the time he began kissing her lips, her cheeks and any part of her face he could find. Her yellow eyes looking up at him a soft smile and giggle leaving her lips.

“Thank you” she kissed him deeply. He chuckled his hands making their way back to her thighs. His eyes resting on her braid that had been left discard along with the rest of her hair. She knew what he was was thinking. “Miles” she began.

“You don’t need to explain, you don’t want to, or your not ready either way I get it.” He placed open mouthed kisses along her face and down her neck, pushing his clothed erection against her core.

“It’s not that” He was shocked and confused, why else would she want to wait? Unless.

“It’s about Sully” he leaned back, his hand covering his face removing all contact from (Y/N).

“Whatever you think I’m feeling, you’re wrong” she stated trying to stay calm, she hadn’t wanted to ruin the moment.

“Go on, explain”

“I don’t want to mate with you if your goal is still to kill someone I care about” He stopped. She was right, it wasn’t what he thought. He had thought for a moment she had mated with that scientist, or she had feelings for someone else.

“I won’t” he stated simply. She attempted to lean up, but his strong hand pushed her back down “we’re not done here.” His words were hushed, almost like a promise. “I have a plan, it’s stupid and I’ll explain everything later, but I ain’t killing no one” she breathed out a sigh of relief. Hands reaching for him. He leaned down once again and allowed her to hold him. Comfort him. She lifted up her Queue. His eyes widened. “Now?” He was shocked.

“It feels right, doesn’t it? We aren’t going to find another time to be completely alone” he leaned in to kiss her deeply and passionately. Pulling off his shirt he moved his own braid over his shoulder. He held onto the end of his own Queue, the two moved their hands closer together while (Y/N) stared and watched his face, Miles watched as the senstive nerve endings connected. Finally. He sucked in a breath and absorbed the feeling that now radiated through his whole body. He could feel her, see her, and all of the above. She could feel how much he had changed, the conflict she had sensed within him now replaced with certainty. She needed to touch him. Placing another deep kiss on his lips she pushed against him. A groan escaping his lips as he finally looked down at her.

“Are you ready?” He asked a simple nod and whispered yes was all he needed to hear before loosening and removing his pants, trying his best not to break the bond now formed between them. Her chest was heaving and her could feel her desire. Leaning down, his throbbing erection in one hand, he connected their fingers with his other. He slowly rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, a small smirk telling her how he planned to do this for a while. Teasing her, watching her squirm. Pressing his forehead against hers he rubbed his nose against her cheeks. "I need you to tell me how much you want it" he groaned, needing to hear her voice, the bond increasing his desire and the sensations around him.

"Please" She had said the word so many times she was staring to believe that was all she could say in these moments with him. The only thing she could do was beg for more. "Please Sir, I need it. I need to feel you. I want you to claim me" She said the words making direct eye contact, and that was it. Any self control he had left, snapped. He entered her slowly, inch by inch. The Na'vi body had endowed him generously, and he knew he was big. He didn't want to hurt her, yet. He watched her face as he slowly sank into her warm walls. The feeling was downright addictive. He just wanted to stay like this, inside her. Small whimpers left her lips as she adjusted to the feeling. He grunted as he finally bottomed out, causing her head to turn to the side mouth open in a breathless gasp. He used his now free hand to pinch and play with her exposed nipples. He couldn't help the moans that left his own mouth as he began to move his hips. He was trying to start off slow, he wanted to make love to her first. A string of whimpers and whines left (Y/N) as he found a consistent rhythm. She forced her eyes open and the look she saw on his face made her walls flutter and clench around him. His head dipped into the space between her shoulder and neck.

"The things you do to me, baby girl. You can't push me I am trying to be gentle." She couldn't speak, his movements stealing the breath from her lungs. Clenching voluntarily this time she did her best to smirk up at him, the message clear. 'Don't be' He looked at her intently. He was long past the point of control, if she wanted it rough, then who was he to refuse his women? He pressed her cheeks open with his fingers. "Is that what you want? Hmm" He snapped his hips harder, an incoherent mumble of words lept from her mouth. "Come on Princess, use your words" He moved his right hand from hers and angled her hips upwards hitting a new angle.

"Yes" she choked on the word. He smirked, that damn smirk she thought, it would be the death of her, she knew if he kept looking at her like that she would let him doing anything to her. He pulled out of her and spun her, placing her on all fours, pushing himself back into her waiting cunt and running a rout along her spine, his eyes traveled to their joined Queue's, checking they were still connected. He began roughly ramming himself into her, while his hand found it's home in her loose hair, pulling it lightly at the roots. He snapped his hips firmly into her behind, his iron grip holding onto her hips, using this leverage to pull her back. "Fuck, you're making me feel so good" she whined the words, almost breathless.

"Hmm, tell me more sweetheart" He moved his hips faster.

"FuCk" (Y/N) Whined "No one has filled me this good" pride bubbled in his chest, his ego the size of the universe at this point. He fastened his pace as her walls began to flutter.

"Best cock you've ever had huh?" He smirked again she looked at him over her shoulder, or as much as the grip he had on her hair allowed. Her eyes lazy and lust filled. "Aw look at you baby, you love it huh? getting fucked on my cock." she nodded franticly. "Words”

"Yes sir"

"God, you’re so good for me. Fuckin' squeezing my cock so good." his words sent her over the edge, arms falling out underneath her, crying out in ecstasy. He kept pumping himself into her, only slowing down when a strangled moan fell from her sore throat and a desperate.

"Too much-"

"Shh" He soothed her, rubbing the hand previously gripping her hair, stroking her back, tracing lines down her spine. "You're doing such a good job, you okay to keep going" She nodded, only realising the mistake when he leaned down and pulled her back flush against his chest. "What did i say about using you're words hmm?" She leaned against him enjoying the new position.

"I'm sorry sir" She took a deep breath as his hands made their way to her throat.

"Hmm" he nuzzled his nose against her neck breathing in her scent. She smelled incredible, he wasn't sure if it was the bond or how their scents were beginning to mingle, but either way it was driving him crazy. "Can you keep goin' a lil longer baby?"

"Yes sir" humming once again he started thrusting his hips in a fast and rough pace, pressing his fingers against the pressure points on her neck. The hand on her waist moving forwards to her sensitive clit, rubbing firm circles, causing her to squeeze around him. He was getting close himself, he couldn't hold out much longer. The tight squeeze of her walls pushing him closer and closer to his own orgasm. "Please, more" She tried to look up at him, begging him to fuck her harder. In response he placed a heavy kiss on her lips, moaning into each others mouths as his thrusts increased in speed and strength. Each thrust causing him to grunt, and whimpers to leave (Y/N). Both their chests heaving from the lack of air and desire they had for one another.

"Who's your daddy hm?" he grunted again, his hips starting to faulter as he grew closer to his release.

"You are" (Y/N) panted struggling to do anything other than grab onto the back of his neck with one arm. "FUCK, close. So close" Quaritch moved his fingers faster against her clit, trying to keep his movments even.

"Come on then baby, cum on daddys cock for me?" She began to tense and push back against him for support, leaning her head against his shoulder leaving her neck open for him to attack it with more love bites. "Hmm, such a good girl, cum for me" she fell once again into her third orgasm of the night. The tight squeeze of her walls was the final straw and Miles was thrown over the edge himself, rutting into her with lazy sloppy thrusts. He did his best to lay them gently down on the floor instead of almost falling like his body wanted him to do. He removed their Queue's from each other almost feeling empty at the loss of contact. He felt different. He pulled himself out of her, groaning when he saw his cum leaking out of her, spilling onto her thighs. (Y/N)'s eyes were closed, a blissed look on her face. He stroked his fingers over her face kissing her cheeks. "You still with me sweetheart?" she hummed

"That was amazing" she mumbled as he pulled her into his chest, legs tangling together. Miles pushed the stray strands of her out of her face and kissed her lips lightly.

"I love you" He whispered almost as if it was a secret

"I love you too-" She paused, biting her bottom lip 'shit' he thought 'she regrets this' "You realize we're basicly married now?" She wouldn't look at him.

"I know, and i do feel the difference, you were right”

"About what?" she quizzed him

"Everything else is background noise. The only thing important to me right now is you, and spider" She hummed and nuzzled into him smiling wide, and thats how they fell asleep, both knowing they had to return in the morning. Neither of them were thinking about that though they were enjoying the bliss of being wrapped in each others arms and finally being one, connected to each other for the rest of their lives.

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tht0nesimp · 1 year

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Y!Bully!TBH boys X reader

TW: Drugging, weed, oral sex (m, receiving), poly, party, kidnapping, sexual themes, crying, dub/non-con, 16+ characters, modern au (THIS IS FOR 2 AND THE NEXT PART)

You widen your eyes trying to think about the last time you even thought about a party, but you were pulled in the car and sat next to him in the upper passengers seat “where exactly?” he sneers at you “the junkyard doy, its at 8. Look presentable please” you nod like youve done this before while getting out at your stop

You got into the shower and thought about the clothes you had lined up in your closet and what you should wear. You got out and put on a black skirt and a low cut black frilly shirt and matched it with checkered socks, it wasnt perfect, but you definitely looked like you were going to a party along with looking well dresses

Billy pulled up at about 8:10pm and smiled when he saw your outfit “not half bad” he nods and you get in the roofless car with a gasp when you realized all the boys were in the back seat with robin screaming at griffin for some reason. It was going to be a long, long, night

As soon as you arrived billy rushed you into the blaring music and party people dancing around, about ¾ of the school was there and your stomach began to turn and twist as all the moving people and smell of alcohol filled your nose

You ran over to the entrance of the junk yard and sat there with a sigh furthermore you looked at the dark sky before hearing a rustle behind you, robin?!, you got up and crossed your arms at him as he smiled “yo, i brought ya somethin to relax” it was a joint “i don't smoke” he began to sit down next to you and began telling you it was just once, only a little, etc.

You took it and attempted to smoke, it went okay and you felt yourself relax into the fence with a blissful gasp when all the boys found there ways to you “Time to go home darlin” billy held out a hand but you felt as if your body was completely useless as you were carried to the car and were dropped with a thud into the car “Did, did you drug me” you managed to get out and billy smiled innocently “maybe?, we just want to bring you home” you noticed you weren't going down your street, then where…? Your brain shuts down completely

~~~time skip~~~

You woke up with your arms tied up to a bed frame and your legs with strange doodles on them, then you saw finney and griffin smiling at their work “do ya like em” griffins smile was washed away when you began cursing and struggling instead an angry look encompassed his features turning into clenching fists “STOP” he yells and you nearly do

He runs out and your left with a fuming finney “fuckin whore, shoulda just fucked ya throat” he flipped ya off and ran out of the room with bruce walking in confused “the heck did ya do?” he questioned with a concerned voice “the fuck am i here for” he looks nervous “uhm, because we said so?” you finally got your hands out and he seemed surprised “sooo, wanna wash that off” he pointed to your leg and you nodded “the bathrooms down to the left” you get up heading off towards the bathroom, examining the creaky house, You walked into the living room to see vance leaned on the wall “finney told me your outburst doll” you wearily walked down the stairs and he shook his head and walked towards you forcing you on your knees. Suddenly your throat was filled and your head was being forced down “poor griffin, he cried because he thought you hated him” you fell back and he seemed to calm down a bit “i do” his anger started again and he ran off “ROBIN” you knew it was your queue to find bruce to protect you furthermore you ran up the stairs

“BRUCE- Why do you have your bat?”

ENJOY YOUR CLIFFHANGER BIATCH

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fakesimp · 1 year

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Congratulations for 500 follower!🎉🎉Hmmmmm how about a fluff Ver x Reader? Hope you like it Chia✨✨

"Can I kiss you?" , With Ver Vermilion

Warning !

Fluff ; Friends to Lovers ; Confession ; Established Relationship ; Shy ! Ver ; Mentions of Kissing ;

A/n : I am liking this so much to my delight, I finally have a reason to write Ver's kissing idea I had a week ago.

No, a few days ago? Yeah-- i think.. uh..

Also thank you for the congratulation Anon ! 💜

A-

I, hope you like this. (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

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You admire his hardwork, everything. How he manages the student council, how he acted so friendly with other students. You remember the day when he told you, you can come over to him. Or should I say, The president of the student council, Ver Vermilion. For ranting about almost everything, he said he looked forward to it.

Do you remember?

That was a few months ago..

The way he smiled at you, constantly patting your head. His kind words, flows through your eardrums, his voice. Oh-so-addicting to listen to,

You've gone closer to him ever since that day, you sometimes would go visit him at the student council room when you had the time, not only for ranting sometimes you just go there, visiting him.

Socializing with the other student council members, Kotoka, Zaion, Doppio, Meloco. even the student counselor is there too. Hex.

. . .

"..y.. ey.. Hello? (Y/n)? Earth to (Y/n)?" You blinked back to reality thanks to a certain familiar voice calling out your name. "H-huh? What-" you were spacing out, as you unconsciously stare at the..

President of student council.

Oh, wait, you're staring at Ver this whole time?! And you didn't even realize you were staring, you look up at Ver. Who was standing not too far from you, "Hey, you were, kinda uh, spacing out there. Are you okay?" He asked you, with a very visible worry plastered on his face. "Ah, I- I'm okay, I was just thinking about yo- I MEAN UH, YOGURT- yogurt? YOGURT YEAH." You panicked.

You don't even know why you spat out yogurt, you look away flustered, now you're a flustered mess. You almost expose yourself and your feelings to him! You closed your eyes tightly and took a deep breath, you didn't even realize how Ver just stood there a bit flabbergasted. "Yogurt huh.. do you, perhaps? Want some..?" He hesitantly asked you, you look over at him trying to explain yourself but you only ended up getting more flustered than before when you see his cute confused face.

"I-, Kaichou, I'm sorry, I was, just, blabbering out nonsense, forget that I said anything" You said as you scold at yourself internally, mentally yelling at yourself. "Oh- Ah, I see.. I, uh I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable by approaching you, but you.." Ver went quiet before he could finish his sentence, you look up at him, confused. Why did he not finish his sentence.

Noticing your confusion, he slightly chuckled, "No, nevermind, it's nothing, So how's your study?" "Huh, hmm.. well it was ..."

. . .

Both of you talked for quite awhile, the bell rings, and that is both of your queue to go to your classes. You bid goodbye to Ver, and walked away as he went the opposite way.

As you walk to your class, you ponder, how should you confess your feelings to Kaichou, to him, Ver Vermilion. But you're guessing by doing so, you might just risking your friendship with him.

What if he rejects you?

What if he doesn't feel the same way?

What if..

You slowly shook your head and sighed, maybe later you thought. You enter your class and went to your seat, your classmates asked you bunch of questions since they saw you talking with Kaichou.

But all you can say is nothing since you both talked about are mostly about school, nothing much.

. . .

The bell rings again, it's your second break, you're currently talking with your friends about the lesson you just learned a few minutes ago. Until one of your boy classmate called you out,

"Yo (Y/n), Kaichou is looking for you" He said, your friends coo at you, teasing you endlessly, making your face red not only because you're flustered but you're also a bit mad about their teasing. You sighed softly and walked out of your class, and there he is standing right in front of your class door, arms crossed, face looking to the side, watching at other students.

"Kaichou, you're looking for me?" You asked as you approach the president of the student council, He turned his head to you and smiled. "Yeah, I'm sorry if I bother you, I want to talk to you about something, do you have a minute?" He asked as he fixed his uniform. You slowly nod your head, "Okay, good, uh, do you mind if we talk somewhere else tho?" "Sure, lead the way Kaichou! I'll follow you" You said to Ver, making the male smile at you sheepishly.

"I'm sorry if I request too much, but I hope you don't mind." Ver said as he scratched the back of his head, "No, it's okay Kaichou, I'm more than willing to help you!" You said and smiled at him. Your words made him chuckle softly, he then pat your head, "Well then, come with me." He said as he lead you to somewhere less crowded.

And that is the student council room.

Here you are staring at Kaichou's table that is almost full of stacked papers on his table, you look over at Ver to see him pinching his nose bridge. "Those papers..." He whispered to himself and sighed, "Well, I'll finish those later.." he said and took a deep breath.

You smiled at him, a bit guilty, "Must be tiring huh?" You said, making the male's attention move to you. "Ah, well, I would be lying if I said it isn't haha" Ver replied and lead you to the nearby chair, "Have a seat..!" He said as he gently pull out the chair to let you sit, like a gentleman he is.

"I was wondering, if you're, uh, free this weekend?" He hesitantly asked you, "I am, free. Why do you ask?" You asked, eyes sparkled with curiosity. "I was wondering if you want to hangout, with me." He said, "With the others too-! O-of course." He continued a little bit stuttering at the end. You blinked a few times at him, you frowned for a moment.

"Don't force yourself if you can't, I am not forcing you to.... ..." "I thought it would just be the two of us" you spattered out, and the next second you slap your mouth after realizing what you said. You look up at the male in front of you, standing there a bit stunned, "Well- uhm, I mean, That could also work- if that's what you want." His reply is making things nowhere near better.

You bury your face into your palms, slightly screaming into it. You want to run away and hide now. You did not just spat out your disappoinment right in front of the male, now here you are in an awkward situation.

Ver stared at you with with a soft gaze, he sat himself across you. He watches you try to calm yourself down as he put his chin on his palm. He stared at you, with not only admiration, but also something else. If only you notice the way he look at you right now. "Are you okay?" He finally asked after a long silence of you trying to calm your nerves down.

You look up at him, blinked a few times and looked away again. "I'm sorry, I swear I did not mean to spat out that sentence.." you tried to explain yourself, but then you realize the male in front of you doesn't even seem to be bothered by it. Instead he just smiled and chuckled, "It's okay, if that's what you really want, we can do that. Hanging out only with the two of us." He said as he stands up from the chair and approached you, he put his hand on your head once again patting your head.

"I'll be waiting then, meet me at .."

. . .

The time moves so fast, it's already weekend. Right now you're preparing yourself for the da- the hangout, With Ver. You look at yourself on the mirror, you fixed your clothes, you look at yourself one more time before leaving your house.

You walked down the road, a bit frowning, you wonder how today's 'hangout' will go. Doesn't this feel like,

A date?

You look down at your bag, you opened it and there is a small present that you made specifically for Ver. You were planning to give him this at school, but you didn't have the chance to. Now you do, last night you almost didn't get any sleep due to how nervous you are. You're planning to confess your feelings today, you can't stop thinking about what he would say to your confession.

What would happen if you got rejected?

Is he still going to act the same? Or is he going to change?

So many questions flooded your mind.

When you snap back to reality, you've arrived at the location where you would see each other. You stood there idly, looking around to see if you can find the familiar looking male. And then there he is, walking down the path, with a coat on, black turtle neck.

The weather is indeed quite cold, maybe you should've wear something more warmer. But you did bought yourself some shawl to warm yourself. Ver when he spotted you he immediately smiled, he quicken his pace to you and stopped a few steps away from you. "Sorry I'm late.." he apologized and smiled sheepishly, "It's okay Kaichou, I just arrived too" you replied and smiled at him. "Haha, is that so? Well then shall we go?"

. . .

How long has it been? Both of you went here and there, went to some shops, even went to the arcade. Both of you had so much fun until you're both currently waiting in a line for food, you both waited for quite awhile to finally reach your turn. The owner looked at you both, "For couples?" Both of you stared at the owner surprised, "Uh- does that make any difference with the original ones?" Ver asked trying to not make things awkward. "Yes, of course! You're a couple right? Both of you look cute together haha" the owner said complimenting both of you, "T-thank you, uh, we will take the couple one then.." Ver said.

. . .

Now both of you sat across each other, eating the food together. Like a couple, but you're both are not even in relationship. Yet. You stared at the food In front of you, you slowly scoop another one. And put them in your mouth, you frowned. Couldn't stop thinking about what the owner said, "(You look cute together)" you spaced out again as you think about that one sentence. "(Y/n)?" Ver called you out, noticing you've stopped eating.

You look up at Ver, tilting your head in confusion, "Yeah?" "You're spacing out again, what's wrong?" He asked worried. "Oh, I was just, thinking about, something not important don't worry." You replied, making the male raise his eyebrow. "Not convincing enough but okay, I won't push you to tell me." Ver replied and smiled at you, "Well, is there a place that you want to go before I take you home?" He asked. "Uhmm.. there is, come with me." You said, as you stood up from your chair and extend your hand to him. He stared at your hand for a second and then your face, he then chuckled softly, a little bit flustered. He put his hand on top of yours, you smiled at him and gently pull him off his chair, not forgetting the half finished food. You then pull Ver to a spot, that there's barely people to be seen there.

"Oh, wow." Ver was in awe looking at his surroundings, "This is," He smiled as he watch his surrounding once again. "It's beautiful isn't it?" You said and smiled at him, "I thought you knew about this place?" You asked, he slowly shook his head. "No, I don't, but now I do." He said as he let out a chuckle, "Thank you for taking me here." He thanked you.

There's a bench nearby and both of you sat down there, watching the scenery in front of you. You on the other hand, fiddling on the bench, trying to figure out a way how to confess to this man that's sitting next to you.

"Ah, the sun is setting. We should head back, no?" Ver said as he stood up, extending his hand to you. "We should go now, before it's getting darker" he said waiting for you, you stared up at him. Then at his hand.

You slowly put your hand on top of his, he smiled at you as he gently pulled you off the bench. You both stood so close, you didn't pull your hand away. Instead, you hold it a little bit tighter.

Ver, who felt you still holding his hand, gently rub his thumb at the back of your hand. "Are you okay?" He softly asked, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You look up at him, both of you made eye contact for a moment. You slowly open your mouth, and say

"I like you.."

The male in front of you stood there, staring at you, surprised. He blinked multiple times, "M-me? You? Like me??" He repeated your confession. You slowly nod your head, you look down to your foot. Ready for rejection.

You feel his hand held yours tighter, he then gently pull your hand, make you walk closer to him. Until you're like inches away from his body, you look up at him. And oh boy, his face is so close to the point you can feel his breath. Smell his perfume. "You like me?" He whispered, staring into your eyes, seeking for the truth. As if you're getting hypnotized, you repeated your sentence. "I like you"

The male smiled, you can see a faint blush on his cheeks. He immediately engulfed you into his arms, "I, like you too.." he whispered into your ear. He slowly loosen up the hug, "We're official now huh?" He said as he smiled sheepishly. You nod your head and chuckled softly, "Let's go home.." you said as you pull Ver's hand, leading both of you away from the spot.

. . .

After walking for awhile, you're both now standing in front of your house. Both of you did not let go each other's hands at all on your way back home, you opened your bag and decided to give him the present that you have been waiting for the right time. And Right now is the right time, "Ver, I want to give you something." You said as you rummage your bag. "Hm?" He hummed curiously, he looked over at your bag.

You found the present and took it out, it's small. You gave it to him, he accepts it. He look down at the present, he smiled at it. He then reach down to his coat pocket, he took out a present too, and the size is almost the same as yours. It's also small. "I also prepared one for you.." he said, "I was planning to confess today, but you beat me up to it." He said and chuckled. Your eyes brightens up as you stare at the present and Ver, he wanted to confess too?

"here you go.." Ver offered you his present, and you took it. You stared at the present in awe, you wonder what's inside. You gave Ver a bracelet. Simple yet fashionable. If that make sense. "Open it." Ver said as he stared at you, "It's okay, open it." He said smiling. You look down at the present and slowly opened the present, it's a small box, and then you opened the box.

It's a necklace, you gently took it out from the box and touched the charm. You look up at Ver, "I, hope, ahem, I hope you like it.." he said, clearing his throat. "I love it, thank you.." you replied to him, you stared at the necklace once again. "Can you help me wearing it?" "Of course, here let me help you."

You turn yourself around, letting Ver help you wearing the necklace. You can feel his fingers brush against your neck, it's cold. Your body slightly shiver from the sensation. "Are you okay?" He asked when he noticed your body was shivering, "Yeah I'm okay.." you replied, "Thank you." You thanked him as you turn yourself back facing him.

Both of you stared at each other for a second, Ver slowly reach out his hand and put them on your cheek. Gently rub his thumb on your cheekbones, he slowly open his mouth

"Can I kiss you?"

Your eyes widen at his sudden request, you placed your hand on top of his. You slowly nod your head, giving him the permission to kiss you.

Chu.

You felt his soft lips on yours, your face felt warm when he kissed you. He pulled away and stared at you in awe, adoration, he smiled sheepishly. "Thank you for allowing me to kiss you, haha.. also,

Thank you for choosing me."

©fakesimp

Bonus scene !

You laid on the bed, playing with the necklace that Ver gave you.

You heard your phone buzzing, you took your phone and look at the screen to see a message notification from Ver!

He send you a picture, you opened it to see him wearing the bracelet you gave him.

There's a message, he wrote,

'Thank you for the bracelet, I love it'

A/n : This is longer than intended, oh dear.

(1/6) - 500 Followers Event !

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beeandheroddobsessions · 1 year

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You Stop My Heart (Pt.2)

Part 1

Pairing: Elvis x Black! Reader

Summary: Elvis Isn’t the only one who can cause a visceral reaction in the crowd.

Warnings: Implied Racism, race talk, cursing? 50s Elvis. Reader is indeed promiscuous.

A/N: I was so hurt when my original draft vanished in the middle of writing it but I think it was a sign because this came out so much better! The song, as always, isn’t required (but yes it is) but I would recommend playing it once the band starts because it brings it all together and gives an idea of how the reader is singing. Happy reading!

... Alright, here we go

Gumption be damned, all eyes we trained on you, and you hadn't uttered a word yet. The host turns his attention to you, visibly shocked, "H-How are ya tonight, Ms. y/n?" You can't help but feel a little uncomfortable, hands clammy and a mouth as dry as the desert.

"Just fine, sir, thank yo-"

"The hell is she doin' up there?" A man in the sea of people shouts. The question is enough to stir your stomach, bile rising in the back of your throat. We will not blow chunks in front of all these white people. Not tonight, no, ma'am. You decide that your conscious is right and bury the feeling in your feet.

"Is there anything you'd like to say, Ms. y/n?" The host asks, making an effort to ease the tension. A simple "No sir,'" is all you can get out. "Well, alright then, the floor's all yours." With a nod to him, you look over your shoulder toward Greg. You give him the queue to start, praying he doesn't fuck this up.

Sure, you all have practiced a thousand times, but that was in the comfort of your own home, with not nearly as many leering eyes. There's just no telling how a nervous Greg sounds. You turn back toward the crowd, silently praying you wouldn't screw up, either. The first kick of the bass drum confirms that this is really happening.

Mack doesn't usually sing, but she can. She, Val, and Angel open with a simple harmony. You join in soon after. The crowd looks like you first did when Elvis was on, disinterested. Not good. You break from the girls,

"I'm so excited. I can't get past a-one, two, three," There's murmuring throughout the room, but you have to keep the attention.

"I'm so impatient; it's everything you do to me." You're gripping the mic stand like it'll save you from the intense stares. Then, quickly, you glance toward Sister Mack, silently pleading for help. She holds your gaze and mouths gumption. You release the stand from your clutches and loosen up a bit.

Your hips start to sway. "A little fire.. mixed in good with desire." You run your hands from your bust down to your waist, bouncing with the beat. "Makes my heart sing like a choir- I'm on a respirator whenever he leaves." Your hands move from your waist to your hips, and you lean forward, back arched, and cleavage on full display. Whistles ring out through the crowd.

" 'Cause you stop my heart," you lead the chorus; Angel follows, "I can't focus on anything." You grab the stand again, using it as support while

you dip down and throw your head back. " 'Cause you stop my heart..." you flash a smile, "...and you get to beat it back again." Whistles have turned to hollers. Okay, y/n, bring it home now "bum, bum,bumm, bumm, bum..." you rock your hips from side to side on the beat. This has boys rushing the stage to get a better look.

You look back at sister mack and see a smug expression gracing her features. Told you, she mouths. You continue, and the screams get louder. You can't help but think these fellas look so... fucked out. It's your turn to feel smug.

You didn't realize the weight of the situation. White girls sitting in a puddle of their own slick because a white boy got on stage and shook his hips in their face is one thing; white boys creaming their pants for a black girl swaying hers was another.

Mouths hung open as you teased a bit more, pushing up the curls that framed your face and giving a wink. Hands reached out toward you; some got a hold of your leg. You thought you were done for, that they would drag you down and beat you senseless for such a promiscuous display.

You couldn't've been more wrong. Screams for your attention were coming from different directions. "y/n! over here!" One yelled, "I'll treat you right," said another, "Let me show you some fun, darlin'!" you heard.

It was all too much. These men lusting over you was not the expected outcome. You pull away as you begin to finish the song. When it ends, you blow a kiss. Many attendees pretend to catch it, and you can't help the giggle that leaves your mouth.

For the last time, you look over the crowd. You see boys with blown eyes and seething girls red in the face. Boy, did you feel accomplished .

"It was wonderful performing for Yall. Goodnight, everybody!"

You and your friends make your way off the stage. Greg is the first to speak. "Did ya see that? Them boys couldn't get enough!"

"Mhmm, y/n had 'em foamin' at the mouth," Val says.

You shake your head and open your mouth to speak, but Mack beats you to it. "What'd I tell ya? Gumption!" With a roll of your eyes, you reply, "Yes, sister mack, you told me. I didn't do anything too different, though."

"My ass!" Greg exclaims, "You ain't never sang a song like that before. I mean, I ain’t never seen ya move like that and ya were practically moanin’ on stage." You're quick to shake your

head. "I was not! I -” Angel is quick to cut you off,

"Oh yes you were. Every high note in tonight's show was downright sinful." You laughed, "kept the attention, didn't I?"

"Sure did!" Mack shoots back.

With your adrenaline dropping and your stomach rumbling, the need to change into something more comfortable and find food was getting harder to ignore.

"I'm gon' run to the car to grab my other dress and some flats."

Greg gives you a skeptical look, "You ain't goin’ alone. Take Mack."

You roll your eyes. "It's bout twenty feet from the door. I can handle m'self." He shakes his head, "well, at least let her stand and wait for ya."

You breathe through your nose, irritated that he's holding you up.

"Alright, come on, mack." She hops up from where she's sitting, and you two head for the door.

"Your brother's so dramatic." Mack chuckles at your scrunched-up face. "He just worries, is all. We don't know nobody here, and well, you're... Ya know?"

You understand what she means and drop it, not wanting to continue the conversation. "Hmm. Yeah, I guess."

As you push through the door, striking blue eyes meet your own. He takes in a breath and holds out a shaky hand. "Hi... m'Elvis"

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your princess, my queen // jay (ENHYPEN)

pairing: secretary!jay x CEO!fem!reader (minisode part 9 of the series)

genre: office!au, fluff // warning: older reader; mentions of marriage // wc: ~1.2k

previous chapters:

part 1 - carmesí part 2 - mi reina part 3 - millones part 3.5 - hasta los dientes part 4 - vente conmigo part 5 - tusa part 5.5 - apaga y vámonos part 6 - versos de placer minisode part 1 - cuando nadie ve part 6.5 - yo te quiero más minisode part 2 - la niña de mis ojos part 7 - aeropuerto minisode part 3 - falling autumn minisode part 4 - night night part 8 - ambulancia minisode part 5 - subtítulos part 9 - al caer la noche minisode part 6 - after last night part 9.5 - the way you look tonight part 10 - mon soleil minisode part 7 - daylight minisode part 8 - subside

next chapters:

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summary: Jay braces himself to face the most intimidating figure of all--your father.

author’s notes: welcome to minisode part 9. this was supposed to be the part released after mon soleil...

the scene of Jay meeting with CEO!yn's dad has been on my mind even before I wrote the proposal scene in part 10, and I planned to release this minisode right after, but other ideas started coming in so I had to wrote those and release them first before I forget about it!

here's the song for this minisode

which explains the title! hope you enjoy this little treat as we all wait for part 11.

taglist: @jaylaxies @thots4hee @jayked @end-hyphen @nyanggk @yoursjaeyun @maggstar @bucketofhiros @dimplejaehyuncutie @excusememissiloveyou @mochimchimo

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Jay stared at his reflection in the mirror. He had just finished showering and was now wearing a black tee tucked into his jeans. He had no accessories on, and he was contemplating whether to leave his bangs unstyled or pushed back like his usual office look.

“If I brush it back…” Jay murmured to himself. “I look like I am pissed. But if I leave it…”

He brought his hand down and his hair immediately fell to his brows.

“I look like I’m fifteen.”

After a hot minute of huffing and puffing, Jay decided to push half of his hair back, hoping he did not look way too intimidating. Once he was done, he walked out of the bathroom and into your shared bedroom very quietly, careful not to wake you up. He knocked over his deodorant while he was putting on his jacket, though, and you stirred in your sleep.

“Where are you going?” You asked, half awake.

“Just some… errands,” Jay said warily. He was beginning to run out of excuses.

“Should I be concerned?” You asked again, this time you were peeking behind your blanket.

Jay sighed and walked over to your side of the bed. He sat on the edge and brushed your hair, knowing that it would always make you feel content.

“You can sleep in. I’ll see you in a couple of hours,” he whispered. He then leaned in to kiss your forehead.

Once he was certain that you had fallen back to sleep, and after doing a light meal prep for your breakfast, he slipped out of the house quietly.

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Shifting his weight in his legs, Jay carefully typed a message on his phone and sent it as the queue in front of him started to move. The staff behind the cashier smiled and Jay placed an order for himself, and another drink that he recited off the text message he got. After paying and getting the drinks, he picked a table that was close to the window so he could easily observe people getting in and out of the café.

Jay squinted his eyes as he saw the familiar figure he was waiting for. As the man entered the café, Jay stood up and gently raised his hand to get his attention. The man noticed Jay and when their eyes met, Jay immediately bowed politely to him.

“Thank you for meeting me here, Sir,” Jay said as he greeted your father. “I know it’s quite a long drive from home.”

Your father waved his hand, gesturing that it was fine. “My wife is meeting up with her friends in the city, so it’s actually perfect. Besides, I don’t want to be responsible for triggering my daughter’s boyfriend’s allergic reaction to cats.”

Jay laughed softly and his eyes disappeared. Your father smiled and went on to tell an episode of the cats’ shenanigans at home. Jay smiled and listened intently, giving the appropriate responses whenever needed, also finding it hard to imagine your father, the former CEO of your company, scooping your cats’ poop at home.

“I am rambling,” your father said before taking a sip of his drink that Jay had ordered for him. “So, what was the reason behind this meet up? Did you want to ask something about the company that you could not ask my daughter directly?”

“Oh,” Jay sighed, shaking his head. “Not at all, Sir. It’s nothing regarding work. I, uhm, well. I actually…”

Your father kept his eyes on your boyfriend, causing the poor young man to stutter even more.

“Calm down. Take a deep breath,” your father said calmly. “Judging by the way you’re acting, I feel like I can already tell what you want to say.”

Jay let out a shaky breath. He reached out for his drink in hopes that it would calm his nerves, but his hands were shaking even more. Your father noticed and immediately chuckled.

“You’re asking for permission,” your father spoke, “aren’t you?”

Jay took a deep breath and cleared his throat before speaking.

“I have thought about it for a while, Sir,” he started. “I know my relationship with your daughter accelerated in such a short period, but I do hope you know that my intentions are pure. I have developed a strong attachment to her, and I would like to think that the feeling is mutual.”

Your father set his cup down and began to listen intently.

“I swear I prepared a much better speech than this, but my mind is blank right now. The point is, before I move on to do the other preparations, I believe asking you is the proper thing to do first. I haven’t proposed to her, yet. Technically…”

Jay’s voice trailed off and your father raised an eyebrow.

“Technically?” Your father repeated.

“I, uhm.” Jay licked his lips before continuing. “I got a little drunk once and asked her to marry me.”

Your father tilted his head.

“But we cleared up the misunderstanding, Sir! It would not happen again. I mean, me being drunk. Not me proposing. I mean. I want to propose properly, Sir.”

Your father saw Jay beginning to lose focus and he just smiled at your boyfriend.

“Sir,” Jay said, taking a deep breath right after. “You’ve raised a beautiful, responsible daughter and it would be an honor for me if you’d let me take care of her for the rest of my life.”

There was a brief silence before your father spoke up.

“You know, you should have started with that sentence.”

Jay merely stared at your father, almost without blinking.

“I did notice how happy she seemed whenever she’s around you,” your father continued. “You lift her up. And she gets very snarky whenever I mention your name in a bad way.”

Jay gulped. He had no idea where the conversation was going.

“She’s ready to defend you no matter what I say. No matter what my wife says, too. She is fiercely protective over you, and I haven’t seen her like that with anyone else.”

Jay remained silent, sensing that your father was not done talking yet.

“My daughter is very independent, and she does not want a lot of things,” your father paused. He turned the cup of his drink as he stared into the distance. “But even without her saying anything, I can tell that what she wants is to be in this relationship with you.”

After looking down at the table for so long, Jay cautiously lifted his head to look at your father again.

“You have my permission, Jay. You can stop looking so scared.”

Jay’s eyes widened for a split second before he made a huge sigh of relief. Your father, seemingly proud that he made your boyfriend panic for a bit, laughed wholeheartedly.

“You know, Sir,” Jay spoke carefully, “you should have started with that sentence.”

Your father was surprised at Jay’s level of wittiness, and he continued to laugh softly as Jay began to relax. Their conversation went on to cover different topics, and Jay tried his best not to think of the type of ring to get for you so he could remain focused on his future father-in-law’s voice.

-END-

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