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suuuupernovaaa · 1 year

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zeyko [zɛj.ˈk·o] vtr. heal, fix

Requests from @hyunjinoak: Can I request Neteyam x female reader story, in which the reader got hurt badly during a mission/war and her baby daughter/son keeps crying so bad for her(his) mom?

TW: violence, blood

With all the strength in his body, Neteyam shoves his younger brother to the ground, and raises his fist, intent on bringing it down square on Lo'ak's face. He hopes he will break his nose, or an eye socket, or maybe even his jaw.

Before his fist can crack bone, someone grabs his arm and wrenches him away.

He hears his father's voice. "Hey, whoa," he's saying, loudly trying to calm his son.

"It's his fault! It's his fault she was shot," Neteyam screams. "She went down there to protect him!"

Jake grabs his son's shoulders, spinning him so that they are face to face. He sees the anguish in his son's eyes, but even so, he can't let him hurt his brother.

Neteyam might be angry, but Jake knows he would regret it soon enough, if he hurt Lo'ak.

"Your son needs you now, Neteyam. He's crying for his mother, he doesn't know what happened. You need to go take care of him." He looks over his eldest son's shoulder, to see Lo'ak standing up, looking hurt and defeated. "I'll deal with your brother."

At the thought of his son, Neteyam stands up straighter. Without another word, he charges home.

It's the longest night of Neteyam's life. He stands outside of Tsahik's tent, listening to his wife's moans and cries, while holding his discontented infant in his arms.

The baby only wants Y/N. It's as if the little one senses that something is wrong, that his mother is hurt, and nothing he can do will calm the boy down.

Eventually, when things begin to calm down, Kiri emerges. Neteyam is near tears, the baby is screaming, and everyone is tired.

"Is she okay?" Neteyam asks.

Kiri nods. "She is. You go in. Give my nephew to me." She extends her arms and almost instantly, the baby settles in his aunt's embrace. Neteaym frowns, but Kiri shakes her head. "It's because I am calm, and he could feel your worry. Just go."

Confident that his son is safe with Aunt Kiri, he rushes into the tent, eager to finally reunite with his mate.

It happened in slow motion. Lo'ak took to the ground, wanting to claim a weapon for himself, and I followed, scared something would happen to him.

The ships were inbound quicker than I'd thought, and no sooner had Jake put out the warning, than the bullet had ripped through my side, tearing a searing hole in my flesh.

"Y/N!" Lo'ak screamed, tossing aside the gun he'd just picked up, and the world faded to black.

I had spent the next 12 hours in and out of consciousness, waking up to unbelievable pain, and then falling back asleep again. It felt like an endless cycle... until it did end.

My eyes open, with much difficulty, and the pain is subsided. It's still there, and it's still the worst pain in my life, but it is no longer a searing, hot open wound. I feel the sting of healing, and the numbness of whatever salve Tsahik and Kiri have come up with to place on the wound.

"Neteyam," I whisper. "Ninan..."

Kiri hovers to my right, and pats my shoulder. "I will bring Neteyam. Hopefully, Ninan is sleeping peacefully."

She exits the tent, and only moments later, Neteyam enters.

The sight of him sends me to tears, and though the sobs hurt my sore body, I cannot stop them. The wound at my side isn't all that hurts - I am covered in bruises and cuts from falling off the ship when I was shot, and I am tired, my throat is dry, and I just want to see my family.

Neteyam drops to his knees by my side, and I see the tears in my eyes reflected in his.

I reach my hand up, cupping his cheek, and he covers his hand with mine, leaning his cheek into my palm.

"I thought you were going to die, Y/N," he says in a low, breathy voice. "I thought you were dead, when I saw you lying there."

Shaking my head, I try to muster a smile. "I would not leave you, or Ninan. You know this."

"I'll kill Lo'ak for risking your life."

"No, Neteyam. Lo'ak isn't to blame. I followed him on my own. He was just... being Lo'ak. He didn't think."

"His carelessness almost got you killed! Almost took Ninan's mother from him."

I wince at the harshness of his tone. "We'll speak of this later. Is Ninan sleeping?"

Neteyam nods. "In Kiri's arms. You should sleep now."

He lays down next to me on his side, pressing his forehead to my temple.

"You will bring me my son at first light," I whisper, but my eyelids are already drooping, and Neteyam is pulling a fur over us. I feel warm, and the pain begins to subside as sleep starts to overtake me. As always, I feel safe with Neteyam close to me; I know with him here, I will heal faster.

In the morning, I will hold my son, and Neteyam will forgive his brother - because that's what family does.

#neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam fic #avatar 2 #avatar twow

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beiasluv · 1 year

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Hello! Do you take request for platonic relationships? May I request for a fic where the reader is Neteyam’s twin and they died instead of Neteyam? Thank you!

neteyam x sister!reader

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

a/n: yesss, i love platonic relationships, hope u like it :)

warnings: curse words, death :( and ye bad grammar bc i am potato 💀

masterlist

enjoy!

the tale of jake sully and neytiri began a long, long time ago. until now, they had a been blessed with a baby or should i say babies

the future child of the toruk makto bear great responsibility since a youngling. even the childbirth was not private, the clan gathered around the suffering neytiri to celebrate their heirs.

neytiri screamed as her voice cracked; she squeezed jake’s hand tightly, as if she wanted him to bore the pain. jake, who was helpless to his wife held her tightly and made an attempt to calm his own beating heart.

“a boy!” the first cry echoed the forest floors and a blue baby wailed.

“neteyam!” jake held his baby high up the ground, as an offering back to eywa. and like she had noticed, the wind blew heavily among the trees.

“neteyam!” the people of omaticaya chanted as they celebrated.

jake held neteyam against his mother, “he is so precious- ma ja-!”

“neytiri!” she held his hand tightly for the second time. “what is wrong? are you injured?” he looked for mo’at and she came hurriedly.

“this can’t be!” mo’at raised her hand high towards eywa. “ewya had blessed them with a twin!” “Tsleng kä! (eywa gives)”

“Tsleng kä!! (eywa gives!)”

…

“y/n!” jake held you up in his embrace.

“y/n!” the people chanted. as if eywa acknowledged her blessing again, the woodsprites surround your body and flew off into the wind.

a twin can only be so different yet so similar at the same time. you both inherited loyalty and obedience from your parents.

however, the eldest daughter can never deny that they are a daddy’s girl. and neteyam is a mommy’s boy. a fair trade

jake will always have a soft spot for you in his heart. the firstborn daughter of a toruk makto carries a great burden all the time. he had to prepare you since young to learn how to hunt, speak intellectually, and the importance of your people.

he will call you his ‘babygirl’ when you are going through tough times and it helps calm you down 👀

you would say you guys are both calm and collected. but if compared with each other, neteyam is still leaning towards his brain, but you leans towards your heart.

you are more emotional than neteyam and for good reasons.

whenever he gets too harsh on lo’ak, you were there to support and push him up. (sorry neteyam, but we know who is lo’ak’s favorite twin here)

however, twins are twins. you guys can fight each other and screw up one another, but you are always there to back him up.

“no, neteyam, can not have my food, but here is my liver if you are going to die.”

neteyam, being the eldest he is, is very protective of his twin sister. your human hand gained a lot of unwanted attention from the other na’vis. he made each and everyone of them to learned their lesson if they decided to judge your precious pinkie.

he is very picky of what you wear and where you go

“no, you can not wear that, cover up,” he whined.

“please, as if you are not showing your whole upper body,” you slapped his abs.

“no, this is different!” he raised his arms. “there are boys drooling over you wherever you go! do not think i didn’t notice.”

“it is normal of our culture! na’vis wear this!” you complained.

“i’ll tell mom you’ve been seeing a boy out,” he raised his eyebrows.

“nete! we are just friends!”

“then cover up.”

“fine!”

whenever the boys are in trouble, you have to go bring them back. dragging them by their ears are your favorite method.

now, they’ve learned when does your footsteps mean trouble from mom and dad.

“shit! she’s coming! run!” lo’ak tapped his brother.

“neteyam! lo’ak! i am not covering for you this time!”

“then, catch us!”

“don’t make me count!”

buttt, you still covered for them because they are your beloved brothers.

patching them up most of the time. kiri is also there to help you patch them up.

kiri and tuk are your angels for lifeee. teas? spilled. you guys have girls night all thetime.

the girls like to roam the forest floor and sometimes the lab. you knew kiri and grace have a special connection, and you were there to support here through the hard times.

kiri is your spiritual sister, Period. she loves to nap in the forest with you and swim in the waterfalls.

tuk is your baby, she is so supportive and lovely to be around. your baby sister who backs you up all the time.

when mom and dad goes too harsh on you, neteyam and tuk is always there to hold you up.

spider tho. no particular comment. you had always smelled stinky feelings towards him since the beginning, but seeing your siblings grow fond of him you didn’t say anything.

he is very friendly, to the point of being weird to you. you remember to keep a distance from him

bantering with neteyam all. of. the. time. who’s older or younger, classic. who’s taller, well, you kinda gave up after puberty hit him like a BUS

you are also protective of him. girls are always surrounding him with gifts and flowers. some even took an extra step to spy him through you.

nope, not happening.

-spoilers!!-

the metkayina welcomed you guys with hospitality and same hostile behavior. which you didn’t mind, considering your dad brought much trouble to them.

you tried to be invisible to most of the people, staying away on the beach, swimming alone, or watching the sunset.

ao’nung took advantage of your solitude to make friendship. easy to say that your brothers are not happy with his attempts.

you agreed to talk with him as long as he stop bothering kiri, which he agreed swiftly. he didn’t agree swiftly to stop bothering neteyam and lo’ak, tho. but he gave in in the end.

“you have to breath in from here,” ao’nung grabbed his abs, sort of what flexing, you noticed.

“okay,” you breathed in deeper than you normally do, earning a chuckle from him seeing your puffed cheeks.

“not your cheeks, here,” his hand claps your area of shown stomach. unknowingly, his hand was burning on your skin.

“are you sick, ao’nung? your hands and face are burning,” you touched his forehead.

“oh! no! definitely not! i am fine!” he flinched his hands back. “so- sorry.”

“hey! great! you are learning to apologize!” you giggled at his words.

“only to you,” he mumbled under his breath.

“what?”

“oh, nothing,” he replied.

“y/n! let’s go! dad’s calling!” neteyam ran over to you. “look who’s here, trying to get my sister?” (giving the eyes)

“you shut up!” ao’nung retorted back.

“hey! he’s not and don’t call my brother that, you guys apologize to each other…nete”

“s..sorry” “sorry”

for someone with ego as big as his, you taught him to become more selfless. the way your father taught you since a youngling. his parents were amazed by your successful attempts and welcomed you heartwarmingly.

his sister, tsireya, welcomed you with love and affection. she is quite the opposite of her brother, which you appreciated it quite a lot.

whenever your mom needs a second hand you will always be there for her. hugging her daily and giving her comfort. neytiri sings you daily to sleep just as it was in the jungle.

…and the war came, that demon you always loathed.

“y/n! y/n! no!” neteyam tried to keep your head above the water as he is fighting against the wave himself. “bro! take her!”

“shit!” lo’ak took your body on his ilu and cradled you in his arms.

“fuck! she took the shot for me, lo’ak! what am i going to do!”

“should’ve left her dead, bro,” spider said emotional-less.

“SHUT UP! TAKE HER TO DAD NOW!” neteyam commanded lo’ak who hurriedly tightened his grip on you.

“couz, do you know what the fuck did you just said!” lo’ak called his ilu to take off while neteyam is holding on to its harness.

“she said she will sacrifice herself for her family, and this is what exactly what it is!” spider shouted back. “she wants to be with eywa! back when we were younger!”

“we’ll get back with you, spider!” neteyam shouted as he fought back the waves. “you are fucking mad! she’s our sister! I’ll never lose her to a fucking bullet! pray for yourself that I’ll not pluck your eyeballs out!”

…

“DAD!” lo’ak called out jake on the rock. “bro watch her head!” lo’ak, neteyam, and tsireya lowered your body softly on the rough surface. everyone can hear their heartbeat as well as the liquid in their teary eyes.

“fuck, pressure! apply pressure on her!” jake took neteyam’s hand and place it on her blood soaked chest. neteyam placed his shaky hands as heavy as he could on your chest to stop your blood.

“it’s going to be okay, it’s going to be okay,” your dad muttered to your fading sight.

“d- dad, i want to go home,” you sobbed, as each word hurts to mutter out.

“i know, i know, we’re going home,” he smiled softly at you, trying to keep himself together.

“no, no, no, no, no,” neytiri held your body tightly. she cradled your face in her soft hands. you remember these soft hands, they are the one who brought you to bed every night, the ones who took care of you when you are sick, and the one who held you when you first broke your heart. now you felt as if you are breaking their hearts.

“i- i- mom- dad-“ you can’t help but your body is shaking hardly.

“yes, sweetheart?” “yes, babygirl?” your mom and dad replied softly and everything blacks out.

…

“no! nooo! y/n!” neytiri screamed her heart out, her hands traveled around your head and held it close to her chest. as if she is trying to retrieve her last memory like the first time she was breast-feeding you. “my child! my daughter!”

your brothers held your body close to them as well. neteyam taking your hand and knitting his ring with your pinkie finger, “you promise! you promised!”

“neytiri, neytiri,” jake held her closely. “they have our daughters, i need you to be strong.”

“let’s take our daughters back.” from that moment on, her eyes became as emotional less as a robot, grabbing her bow she took off.

“stay with your sister!” jake commanded.

…

“what are you doing, mad animal! i don’t even care for that child!”

“A CHILD FOR A CHILD”

part 2

today’s a great day to take care of yourself, 🤍

#neteyam x reader #lo’ak x reader #kiri x reader #jake sully #neytiri #avatar x reader #avatar imagine #avatar the way of water #fanfiction #neteyam imagine #lo’ak imagine #avatar

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cambion-companion · 1 year

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need me some protective dad aemond, if you please i just know he'd be soo good

Ok finally we have more Dad Aemond incoming!

Prepare thyself for wholesomeness. There will be multiple parts.

word count: 1900

Aemond x wife!reader | teenage daughter | younger son | scaring off suitors | Aegon helps for once

A brisk wind blew the hair from your face as you hurried up the stone steps of the Keep. You glanced over your shoulder at the young man still wailing, even as he departed from the main gate.

"I am going to kill them both." You seethed to yourself, the guards in front of the oaken doors quickly stepping to the side with low bows, eager to not get in the way of your building wrath.

As you strode down the marbled hallways, you could already hear the shouting.

You daughter, hands on her hips, was practically screaming at her father, her white hair in tangles falling about her slender shoulders. "I cannot believe you!! This is the fifth time! Mother!" She saw you enter the room, tearing her blazing lilac gaze away from Aemond to look tearfully at you. "Another of my suitors frightened near to death! At this rate I will die alone and unmarried!"

"Better that than chained to a man who will make your life miserable." Aemond intoned, Aegon nodded from where he was perched atop the table behind your little family.

"What has happened?" Your son, barely past his tenth birthday, entered the room after you, tugging on your skirts. "Has father scared off another of Shaera's suitors?"

"He almost killed him!" Your daughter pointed an accusing finger at Aemond's chest. "Uncle Aegon lured him into the dragon pit, and they threatened to set him aflame."

"Wicked!" Your son grinned with delight.

"Shut up Aerys." Shaera was crying in earnest now.

You walked to her, your arms open wide and she sunk gratefully into your embrace. You glared at the two Targaryen men over her shoulder as you hugged your distraught daughter. "There had better be a good explanation for this."

Aegon took a deep sip of wine as Aemond sighed heavily, wrapping an arm around Aerys' shoulders as the boy sidled next to his father. Aegon was the one to break the heavy silence. "We did not threaten to burn anyone alive, Shaera."

"There were words said that we overheard, that settled uneasily with both of us." Aemond agreed, nodding to his brother, his lilac eye flitting from the back of his daughter's silver head to your face. "We took the boy to the dragon pit and introduced him to Sunfyre and Dreamfyre, and told him what would happen should he make good on his words."

"I will not ask you to expound upon it here." You shook your head even as Aegon opened his mouth to explain, stroking Shaera's hair gently. "Shae." You took her face in your hands, wiping away the tears. "Go to your father and make peace."

You shot Aemond a meaningful look as your daughter turned toward him. His gaze softened as he watched her approach, even though her arms were folded tight across her chest. "I am sorry I yelled at you, Kepa."

Aemond reached out, prying her arms loose and holding both her hands in his own. Aegon watched with mild interest, still sipping on his wine. Aerys moved to you, reaching for your hand, watching as Aemond placed a kiss to Shaera's knuckles. "You are worthy of a man who will not shrink in fear at the sight of a dragon."

"Was he very frightened? He said you threatened to kill him."

"A lie."

"His trousers were also wet." Shae tried to suppress a giggle. Her eyes, exactly matching the color of her father's own eye, sparkled up at him.

Aemond nodded solemnly. "He soiled himself."

They chuckled together, Aerys beside you positively cackled, even Aegon gave an appreciative snort.

"You are the blood of the dragon." Aemond continued, his face serious once more. "Above all, you are my daughter and will receive only the best in all things, including those who are allowed to court you."

"Not one person has been good enough though." Shae said hopelessly.

"There will be someone who you fall in love with, daughter." You said, smiling and walking up to where she stood, placing a hand around her waist. "Do not be in such a rush to grow up." You placed a kiss on her temple, she did not pull away.

Aegon watched this exchange with a curiously sour expression on his face, seeming to take a sudden disliking to his drink. "A lovely sentiment for those who have a choice in their futures." His voice was flat as he got up from the table, striding to the door. "Let me know if you need further assistance with troublesome youths, brother." He spoke without turning back, exiting the room, leaving just the four of you there.

Aemond's eye lingered on where his brother had disappeared, a frown tugging his curved lips.

"Father, can we practice sword fighting now?" Aerys piped up, straining on his tip toes to get his dad's attention.

"Yes of course, my son." Aemond allowed Aerys to take his hand and enthusiastically pull him in the direction of the training yard.

"Tis time for you to clean up and get ready for your harp lessons." You squeezed Shae's shoulder, earning a watery smile from the girl. "Don't be disheartened, my jewel. I will talk to him tonight."

"Thank you, mom." She gave you a hug, smelling of lilac and candlewax, before departing for her rooms.

You straightened your skirts, running your hands along the green velvet fabric. It was the fifth time Aemond had sent one of Shaera's suitors scurrying from King's Landing, tail between their legs. You would have to speak to him in private later, but for now you decided to watch him train your young son. Aerys' favorite activity, and something Shae had also begun. At her insistence, Aemond had started showing her the basics of sword fighting. Something that made you proud yet simultaneously worried.

The dull thunk of wooden swords striking each other met your ears as you entered the grey courtyard. The sky above threatened rain, but no droplets fell as your husband and son practiced.

"Keep your feet shoulder-width apart." Aemond was instructing, glancing up to grace you with a smile as you leaned against the railing. "I've told you too many times, Aerys. Do not lean forward, keep your balance over your belly button."

"I'm trying." Aerys complained, sounding a bit too whiny for your taste.

"Don't whine." Both you and Aemond spoke at the same time, he gave you a roguish grin as you chuckled. Aerys sighed, thwacking his wooden sword against Aemond's in annoyance.

They trained for about half an hour, quite enough time for Aerys to pick up several more tips from his father on footwork and arm movements.

"You are a quick learner." Aemond tousled the boy's curly hair affectionately causing Aerys to wrinkle his nose, giggling as he tried to push his dad's hand off.

"Now, off to dragon riding training trēsy. I will join you before long." Aemond looked up at you again. "I have a feeling your mother wants to speak with me."

You smiled at Aerys as he waved cheerily to you, walking away with bouncing strides in the direction of the dragon pit where his small dragon, Parthnax, waited. Aemond climbed the stone steps to where you waited, removing his leather gloves and stroking a large hand along your arm before interlocking his fingers with your own. "Yes, my lady?" His mischievous smile grew a little as you pulled him to walk with you back into the Keep.

"What happened today with that young man?" You asked. "He seemed a fine match for Shaera."

Aemond sighed, choosing his words carefully as his thumb stroked your knuckle. "Aegon and I overheard him boasting to his young friends of his imminent marriage to our daughter, Y/N. With the vulgar words he used, the boy is lucky he isn't charcoal right now."

"What did he say?"

"I will not repeat it."

Your steps faltered, you glanced sidelong at Aemond's face, his jaw was set, and his eye was staring coldly ahead. It must have been something truly vile for him to be so upset. You squeezed his hand gently. "You did well, then. But for the sake of our daughter, I must ask you to be less condemning to those suitors who have not spoken ill of her."

"I am the image of lenience."

"Aemond. This is the fifth time you've chased a boy away from her after they've known each other barely a week."

He sighed softly, remaining silent as the two of you walked together through the torchlit hallways. As you rounded a corner, you saw Shaera standing in front of a young man with shoulder-length auburn hair, deep in conversation.

You felt Aemond stiffen beside you, his hand breaking away as it instinctively went to the pommel of his sword.

Shaera noticed the two of you, her face falling slightly as her lilac eyes flicked to her father. "Dad, mom..."

"Shae." You greeted, your brow furrowing. "Did your lessons run short? Who is this?"

"This is Oliver." The young man bowed low as you approached.

"An honor to meet you, I only just arrived at King's Landing and got myself quite turned around. Luckily Shaera rescued me, and we've been discussing the upcoming tourney that I will be jousting in."

You noticed the coat of arms adorning Oliver's breastplate, but it was Aemond who spoke up first. "Mormont, is it?"

"Yes, your highness." Oliver Mormont bowed again, lower this time. "Might I take the liberty of expressing what an honor it is to meet you, as well as your lady wife." His light brown eyes smiled at you before he turned his attention back to Aemond.

Shaera beamed at him.

Aemond noticed her obvious admiration, his smile a little forced as he nodded at Oliver. "It is always a pleasure to host our friends from the North."

"I've invited Oliver to dinner tonight!" Shae said brightly, not seeing how Aemond's eye narrowed slightly as he looked at her. No, her attention was only upon the handsome youth standing tall beside her.

"We would be glad for you to join us!" You spoke before Aemond could, locking your arm with your husband's. "Now, Shae, you have harp lessons to get to."

Shae's cheeks flushed as Oliver kissed the back of her hand, bowing in farewell. "Until tonight, my lady."

"Tonight then." She nodded, looking bereaved as she watched him leave.

You could have propped Aemond up against a wall he was so tense, you gave his arm a reassuring squeeze. Shae looked hesitantly from him to you before hurrying away toward her class.

"I am going to put bars on her door and window." Aemond muttered, watching her go.

"You will do no such thing, Aemond."

"Dinner?"

"Yes, tonight in fact. He seems like a nice young man from a good house as well."

"They all seem like 'nice young men' to begin with."

You turned to face your husband, cradling his angular jaw in your hands. "My dearest love. You are correct in wanting to shelter her from the many horrible men who infest this world." You leaned in, brushing your lips along his mouth, feeling his muscles slowly begin to relax against you. "However, she will have to experience life one way or another. All we can do is our best to guide her."

"I worry for her, Y/N." Aemond kissed you gently, pressing his forehead to yours.

"As do I. But we cannot keep her all to ourselves forever." You traced your fingers across his cheek, your breaths mingling. "She is the blood of the dragon, and we must allow her to spread her wings and fly."

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asimpwithfreetime · 1 year

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Taking the bullet for Neteyam (Platonic! Yandere! Sully Family x fem! Sully! Reader)

Content warnings: not proofread, English isn’t my first language. I know Quaritch didn’t directly shoot Neteyam but hear me out!

General warnings: yandere behavior, mayor character death, Y/n’s death, the sullys loosing their mind, gore, explicit violence and body horror, explicit descriptions of the death scene

Summary: The Sully’s going completely crazy because of your death.

Author’s note: as the reader is younger than everyone except Tuk, she has cute nicknames for them (Neteyam = ‘Teyam) (Lo’ak = Lo) (Kiri= Kiki).

[ 3rd Person POV ]

The battle was starting to get complicated once they captured Tuk, Kiri and Y/n. Lo’ak, Tsireya, Neteyam and Spider came to their rescue. The recoms, RDA members and the rest were being fought of by the metkayinas and the sullys. Tuk screamed in glee at the sight of her older brothers. “There are here!”.

Sadly, that alerted Quaritch as well. “Well, we’ll, which of you is Jake’s favorite possessions?” He spoke in a husky voice. Kiri’s eyes unintentionally turned to Y/n for a split of a second, that was long enough for the Colonel to catch up.

“So you are his favorite, huh?” He laughed, untying her and pulling her towards him. “You’ll be the bait” he spoke smugly, earning a high hiss from Kiri and Tuk.

“DON’T TOUCH HER!” Neteyam screamed and hiss as he threw a piece of metal gear that hit Quaritch in the back of the head, making Y/n fall out of his grasp.

While Spider, Tsireya and Lo’ak freed Kiri and Tuk, Y/n escaped Quaritch. Neteyam was fighting off human soldiers, all the Sullys weren’t holding back, protecting their little sister.

Quaritch fell to the floor, his gun and different weapons scattering all over the floor. “You ain’t going away that easily!” He roared, aiming to Neteyam. Y/n felt uneasy, pushing her older brother to the side to avoid it. The bang of the gun was heard, making their blood run cold. But Y/n coughed as her legs gave in. Neteyam and Lo’ak were quick to catch her.

“No, no, no” Neteyam started crying as they all escaped and called their ilus to run away. “I should have taken the bullet, not you!” He cried.

As blood stained the Chrystal-like waters, tears were about to fall out of the Sully siblings’s eyes. Tsireya and Spider were long forgotten for them. The only thing right now was patching Y/n up.

As if they had a natural instinct, Jake and Neytiri knew something was off. They went as fast as they could in her ikran and skimwing. Jake started roaring blasphemies as soon as he saw his babygirl loosing so much blood while she convulsed in the rock.

“Ma Jake , she won’t stop bleeding!” Neytiri screamed as she held her daughter close and tried to put pressure on the bullet while. Jake moved his daughter seeing that the bullet had completely pierced her. She was going to die.

Her breathing was uneven as tears fell down her face “Mom, Dad, ‘Teyam, Lo, Kiki, Tuk” she breathlessly whispered every name. Her hand caressing her eldest brother’s face as she became weaker. “I love you all, you have always been by my side and I am grateful to Eywa to have lived….” She took a breath, almost loosing consciousness “here with you, thank you for being my family” she smiled before life drained from her peaceful expression.

Neytiri led out a painful screech full of grief. She held her daughter’s lifeless body to herself, praying for Eywa to bring her back. Jake cried silently, holding both of them with his eyes closed. Neteyam placed his head by his mother’s shoulder, moving slightly as both of them whimpered and sniffed loudly with pain. Lo’ak was hugging his father, something surprising. He hugged his father’s back while mumbling “I am sorry” and “I could have saved her” as a mantra.

In fact, both sully brother were. They felt guilty. Kiri held Tuk as the infant cried uncontrollably and she tried to calm her down with her own shrieks and low whimpers. All of them ended up curled against Y/n’s body, feeling as the coldness was soon taking over her. Neytiri’s whimpers soon turned into low growls. “He will pay” she said. “I will take everything from him”. Despair and pain clouded her vision.

Someone should have stopped her suicidal plan, but all of them were clouded by the same feeling. Leaving Spider, Tsireya, Tuk and Y/n’s corpse behind, Neytiri, Jake, Neteyam, Lo’ak and Kiri went towards the sinking boat in order to cause as much pain as they could.

Killing the humans was easy, just a quick slit in the right place of the throat and the would be cocking on their own blood as they died. Recoms were more difficult, but in the completely unhinged state of mind the Sullys were in, they were capable of anything. Crashing skills, dismembering, burning alive, anything that made them feel better from the intense emotional pain they were feeling.

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starogeorgina · 5 months

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White knight

Paring: Criston Cole × OC

Warnings: Swearing, violence, age gap

1.03

You scream as pain radiates through your body as you’re thrown to the ground, landing on your hands and knees at the bottom of the stairs in front of the iron throne. You wipe the blood from your bleeding lip with the back of your hand before glaring up at Aegon.

Aegon’s eyes were bloodshot, no doubt from crying and all the alcohol he had consumed. His eldest son, Jaehaerys, had been slaughtered during the night, and the greens believed your mother was behind it, making you guilty by association. You’d only found out about the attack when Aemond dragged you out of the quarters you're staying in by the hair to the throne room, while guards and many onlookers proclaimed you were the daughter of Rhaenyra the cruel.

After a few tense moments of silence, Aegon finally spoke. “I’ve ordered for all the city’s rat-catchers to be hanged for their part in the crime committed against my family. What do you propose I do with you? The daughter of a w—”

“My mother never did this! She would never harm a child!”

“Silence!” Alicent snaps. You take in the dowager queen’s appearance, and never before have you seen a woman look so defeated. Her once soft features now bore the etchings of the horror she had witnessed.

Tears fall from your eyes, and your hand claps against your chest as you take deep breaths. The room was full of guards and green council members, none of whom would ever believe that your mother was innocent. Aegon begins listing different ways he could kill you, but instead of being frightened, you laugh.

“You don’t fear death?”

“No, I don’t...” Your voice trembles, but you find the strength to no longer be scared. “When I die, I’ll be reunited with my sweet brother, Lucerys, and my father... I’ll be at home with him, and he’ll keep me safe. And when I see my grandsire, your father, again, I’ll make sure to tell him that you’re nothing but a usurping cunt!”

One of the guards slaps you hard across the face, then again, and then a third time.

Ser Criston, who had remained silent previously, clears his throat and steps forward. He bows his head to Aegon and says, “If I may share a thought, my king.”

“You are the hand of the king, Ser Criston; you may always speak freely.”

Your stomach drops.

“Your grace.” Criston bows his head again before glancing down at you. “I don’t believe the blacks are behind this attack. Rhaenyra wouldn’t risk her only living daughter's life by doing something so horrific; she would be fully aware of what the consequences of her actions are.”

A dark chuckle passes Aemond’s lips. “Perhaps the whore doesn’t care for her bastards as much as she claims.”

Fury builds inside you. You open your mouth to cuss your uncle out, but just as the venomous words are about to come out, you meet Criston's gaze, and he subtly shakes his head. Silently telling you to hold your tongue, so you say nothing.

Alicent lets out a deep sigh. “There is no denying Rhaenyra loves her children.”

“And what am I supposed to do with her now?” Aegon asks, sounding more like a spoiled child than a man supposed to be ruling a kingdom.

Criston motions for two guards. “Take the princess to her quarters, and do not let anyone in or out aside from her lady-in-waiting.”

The two guards nod before turning, each roughly grabbing an arm and forcefully pulling you to your feet and out of the room.

—

Goosebumps spread across your body while you heard your name mentioned again. The lady-in-waiting explained to the knight that you were refusing to come out of the now cold bath. The room was dark aside from the burning candles, which were soon to go out.

Seconds later, the door to the room opens, and Ser Criston storms towards you.

“Get out, you traitorous bastard!”

Criston keeps his eyes averted from your naked form, walking by the bath to reach the chair that your robe hung over. He picks it up and tosses it to you. “Get up now!”

You remain in the water.

“Princess,” he snaps. “If you don’t get out of the water, I will drag you from the bath myself.”

Letting out a huff, you stand up and wrap the damp robe around your body before stepping out of the tub. Your foot starts to slip on the wet floor, but Criston grabs you before you fall. Your back was now pressed against his armored chest, and his breathing was heavy as he pulled you in closer to him. Criston's arm was wrapped around your front, holding you in place.

“Princess, if-”

“You’re worse than them, you know that?” You hiss, “You were supposed to protect my mother! Instead, you’ve helped to steal her crown and tear her family apart. You know nothing of loyalty!”

You wiggle in Criston's grip, trying to get free of his hold, but your strength is nothing compared to that of the knights. His lips ghosting your ear as he speaks in a low voice: “You were never supposed to be at Rook’s rest, and you've no idea of the things I’ve done to keep you safe. I became the king's new hand, so I could be closer to him. I’m the one who informed your mother and Daemon of the Triarchy.”

He finally lets you go, and as you stumble forward, you quickly tighten your robe that has become loose. Tears of anger spring to your eyes. You take a deep breath and turn back to face Criston. “Why would you do that?”

“To save your brothers.”

You shake your head; this was a trick. Nothing but a cruel trick. “Why? Why would you care what happens to them? You’ve spent years calling them bastards, so don’t pretend to care now.”

Criston takes a step closer to you, causing you to go back in time until you bump into one of the tables. “Because years ago, I promised Princess Rhaenyra that I’d protect her children above all else.”

“No, you're lying.”

The room falls into complete darkness as the last candle burns out. Your heart races in your chest as you try to get your bearings as your eyes adjust. You're taken aback when Criston's hot breath fans across your face.

“I’ve told many lies, but trying to protect you has never been one of them.”

Your mind feels fuzzy as Criston’s soft lips crash against your own.

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tonberry-yoda · 10 months

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Interdimensional Hell - Miguel O'Hara

notes - FOR THE POLL!!!! This has been in the works for a while, but here it is! It's a long ass fic with my whole heart and soul packed into it (+ the beautiful addition of not being proofread lolol) and I am so exited to share! I hope my Miguel lovers enjoy this fic!! <3 word count - 4,060 (omfg this is my longest fic on tumblr LMFAOOOO) WARNINGS - lots of angst, not proofread, f!reader, mentions of a near panic attack summary - you were Miguel O'Hara's wife. You were more than happy to be with someone like him, but was unfortunately taken away from your family when your world was torn apart by what looked like a glitching videogame. Now you travel through dimension after dimension looking for your family and will stop at nothing to do so while also having some fun along the way

“Gabriella!” You were close to tears as your daughter ran to you, jumping into your arms.

“Mamma, did you see that?” she said with a bright smile, sweat beading on her forehead. “When I kicked the ball, it was like BAM and then it went FWOOSH and then we won!!”

“I did see that, baby. I am so darn proud of you.” You pinched her nose, giving it a little kiss as your husband walked up holding an ice cream cone.

“Did you see that, papa?” she asked as he handed her the ice cream.

“Of course I did. You are so talented.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. She thanked him for the cone and giggled as he threw her on his back for a piggyback ride.

“You got that on video, didn’t you, Miguel?” you asked, scruffing Gabriella’s hair.

“Yup.” he responded, bouncing Gabriella and telling her how proud he was of her. God, his smile was perfect.

You pulled out the camera from its bag and filmed your husband and daughter. Literally nothing could be better than this.

Gabreiella giggled and made fun of Miguel before slamming the ice cream in his face, the two breaking out in laughter. When he set her on the ground, he gave her a five second head start to run out in the field before he would come after her, telling her to be careful with the ice cream.

He looked up at you and you giggled. “Miguel, you’re face, love.”

“What? What’re you–” he chuckled as he wiped ice cream off of his face. “Did I get it?” he asked.

“Hold on.” You set down the camera and pulled a baby wipe out of your bag, dabbing it on Miguel’s face.

“It’s been five seconds now!” Gabriella shouted from the other side of the field.

Miguel kissed your cheek and dashed after his daughter. You smiled at the camera before turning it off.

Nothing lasts forever.

You heard that from everyone, but you hated that it was true.

Even the happiest month of your life can turn to shit really fast.

When the world started glitching, you thought you were losing your mind. You worked from home and Miguel was out with Gabriella for the day. You looked to the corner of your room and it… glitched. Like something out of a movie. You never told anyone, especially when it kept happening. You thought that no one else saw it, that it was your mind playing tricks.

But when it kept happening, you knew something was wrong.

And when the world ended, you were right, and you knew you would never see your family ever again.

You ran out into the streets and saw people running, the world behind them disappearing, and even some of them faded into nothingness. You wanted to scream, cry, anything. But you froze, watching the colossal whatever it was coming for you. And then you saw something else. It looked different than the giant glitching wall. It was small and no bigger than the gap under a bed. You jumped in without even thinking. You were going to die anyway, so why not be a little reckless?

As you felt like you were falling for days, you thought of your daughter. Why didn’t you go after her? You felt like a terrible mother and curled into a ball, crying. No one was coming to save you and you weren't coming to save anyone. The world wasn’t what it used to be a month ago, a week ago, hell, it wasn’t even this bad a day ago. You cried for your family, knowing that you couldn't do a thing for them and then everything went black.

—

“Is she alive?” you heard a voice say, but couldn't see where it came from.

“I sure hope so. I don't get paid enough for someone to die here.”

“Well check!”

You felt cold hands brush your forehead and you jerked awake, coughing and trying not to scream.

“Woah, woah!” you heard the voice from the start say. “Everything’s fine. We’re not gonna hurt you.” You saw that the voice came from a boy with bright blonde hair and a cybernetic eye.

The other one was a man with brown hair, who looked like he could crush you – tan skin and muscles bigger than you.

You went to say something, but glitched, making the two men jump back.

“Woah there!” the blonde one said. “You’re not from here, are you?”

You just shook your head and could already feel a headache forming.

“I don't have time for this,” the bigger one said. “I have a shop to run.”

“At least give the girl a watch! She looks stressed out enough and I think the last thing we need to do is have her glitching.”

“I think the last thing we need to do is deal with someone that isn't from here. That happens far too often, don't you think, Spike? You have too much sympathy for the outsiders.”

“And what if I do?” Spike asked, crossing his arms. “I don't think you have enough, Wade.”

Spike walked away from you and opened a large cabinet from above Wade’s head, pulling out a bright green watch. He slipped it on your wrist and proceeded to click a few buttons and everything tense inside of you strangely managed to slip away.

You took a deep breath and smiled at Spike. “Thank you,” you said to him. “It’s been a really long day.”

“I can tell,” he chuckled. “First time out of your dimension?”

You nodded and adjusted the watch.

“Well, make sure to keep that bad boy locked in place. Don't want to be outside of your dimension without one or else… well, think bad, but worse.” He sat in a rolly chair and spun to his computer. “Can you do me a favor, missy?”

“Anything.” you said. He had been more than willing to help you, so you were more than willing to do the same.

“Stand on that little circle over there for me.” He pointed to a large purple circle in the middle of the room and you tilted your head, but still walked over to it with no hesitation.

“What’s this?” you asked.

“I'm gonna scan you, but don't be scared. This bad boy will help you get home safe.”

You went to speak up, telling him that you weren’t so sure it was a good idea, but he interrupted you.

“Wade, help me out here! Let’s get her out of here.”

“Finally.” Wade scoffed. He walked over to you and held your arms up, strapping them to two mechanical devices on either side of you that then held your arms to make you in the shape of a Y.

“This won't hurt a bit, doll.” Spike said, clicking a button on his computer. A bright light scanned you up and down and you looked at Spike, who held his chin and tilted his head. “Huh. That’s weird. Let me try again.” He clicked the button again and looked at you with confusion. When the cycle finished, he looked astonished. “Babe, where did you say you were from again?”

“That’s what I’ve been meaning to tell you.” you said, shuffling in your spot. “My world was a big glitching mess. And then I found a little hole and appeared here. I don't know if I have a home anymore.”

Wade sighed and rubbed his hand down his face. “Great,” he whispered. “This can't be good.”

Spike leaned back in his chair and looked at the confusion on your face. “This isn’t your fault, love. But bad news, you can't go home. Because uh… I don't think home exists for you.”

All you remember after that was crying. You sat on the floor after the devices let you go and Spike rubbed your back, reassuring you that everything was going to be okay.

Of course, you knew that everything wasn’t going to be okay.

You were already exhausted and you realized it hadn’t even been a day.

“So, what am I supposed to do?” you asked, playing with the watch you were given.

“I would be more than happy to let you stay here,” Spike said, rubbing your back. “We have an extra room, we just have to clean it out a bit.”

“I don't want to be a burden.”

“It’ll just be for a little while,” he reassured you. “Now, I know this cyberpunk city of ours can seem like a lot once you step out of this little shop, but I think after a little bit of time, you can find a job and even your own home.”

You just nodded. You didn't have a clue what the word “cyberpunk” meant, but it sounded interesting enough. After realizing that you were still on the floor, you finally stood up and looked around the little place you were in. There were light up trinkets and soft beeps coming from either side of the room. It was so overwhelming. At home you were able to just sit on a couch and watch TV and in here, it looked like the only place you could rest was a chair that could roll across the floor.

To get your bearings wherever you were, you opened the front door and were immediately overstimulated. There were loud sirens, people yelling, doors slamming, advertisements that were yelling about various products, etc.

You quickly shut the door behind you and Wade laughed at the expression on your face.

“What’s so funny?” you scoffed.

He just waved you off and Spike walked over to you. “Wade and I know exactly how you feel. We were just as overwhelmed when we ended up here.”

“You’re not from here?”

“Nope! So, don't worry, your reaction and overwhelmingness is completely normal. Do you want something to eat?”

You hadn't even thought about food, but when asked the question, noticed how hungry you really were. “Yes please.” you said softly.

Spike walked down a long hall and you followed, not wanting to be left alone with Wade.

“So what was your home like?” he asked.

“Normal.” you laughed. You really didn't know how to answer that question.

He laughed back. “Not like this at all, I'm guessing.”

“Not at all.”

“See, ours was kind of like this,” Spike said as you got to the kitchen. “It was very techy, so we immediately knew what to do when we started ‘glitching’ if that’s what you wanna call it. We also know how to travel interdimensionally. That's how we ended up here. We traveled outside of our home and never found a way to get back. That machine couldn’t even tell us. I think what happened to your home also happened to ours while we were gone.”

“That sounds awful.”

Spike laughed. “Yeah, definitely awful. We’ve traveled everywhere, it feels like, but we just never found home. This was almost the closest to it. It looks like home in the future.”

“That makes sense.” It didn't, but it did. You didn't know how else to share your sympathy with him, especially considering the whole thing felt like an awful dream that you would never wake up from.

“What are you gonna do?” he asked you as he slid over your plate.

“No clue,” you admitted. “Maybe it’s delusional, but I want to find my family.”

“You found a way out. So maybe they did too.”

Just those few words from Spike’s mouth gave you hope. Perhaps too much.

—

Learning new things is really difficult, but you found yourself learning how to travel through space and time to be a piece of cake, to your surprise.

That hope that Spike had engraved in you when you first met years ago was still stuck in you and would always be until you found your family.

Even if you had to search until the day you died, you would be satisfied.

The craziest part of the whole thing though was that you became someone completely different over the years. You found yourself learning how to make your own tech to make interdimensionally traveling easier and buying clothes that made you look much different than you did back at home.

But you were lonely.

You met so many lovely people on your journey through this new life you created for yourself over the years, but none of them would stay like Miguel did. You even eventually drifted from Spike and Wade, getting your own house and having your own machines.

You would curl up and eat dinner by yourself on the balcony, dreaming to be in Miguel’s arms and listen to him hum a song to you in his deep voice.

—

“Hey, Miguel.” Lyla said, blowing on her nails she recently painted. “Whatcha doin?”

Miguel rolled his eyes and sighed. “Working. What does it look like I'm doing?”

“It looks like you're pouting. Not working. Nice try, but you can't fool me, buddy.” Lyla smirked.

“I'm not pouting! Why would I be pouting, Lyla? Hm? Now could you please leave me alone? You’re ruining my train of thought.”

“Now that’s just mean.” Lyla pouted.

Miguel blew a piece of his hair out of his eye and tried to sweep her away, which ended up making her leave with a giggle.

He took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair before turning back on his monitor to see your face.

“Miguel!” you giggled. “Smile for the camera.” You turned the camera to a happier Miguel. Someone who actually had a smile on his face.

A stranger.

Miguel quickly shut the monitor off before he would let himself be brought to tears. It was his fault you were gone. It was his fault he was in his current position. If he didn't fuck everything up and pretend he was your husband, none of this would’ve happened.

“Lyla, I'm going out.”

“Huh? Where?” She appeared with a digital Slurpee and tilted her head.

“Just out.”

“Bored outta your mind, big boss man.”

“Sure, whatever, just leave me alone.”

Lyla saluted and faded away. He didn't know where to go, but he would just go. With the power of the entire multiverse at his hands, it was hard to just find one place to go, but even so, it was nice to breathe some fresh air in other places.

Plus with the chance of seeing you…

He pulled the thought out of his mind. He watched his daughter fade away in his arms, there was no way that you were okay too. And god, did he hate himself for it. But even so, he repressed the feelings and journeyed to other universes, meeting other Spidermen and even greater foes – eyebags and all.

—

Where the hell am I? you thought as you ended up in a dimension unlike any you had been to before. It was so different from the others that for the first time in years, you actually had to pause.

You placed your hands on your hips and looked at the world around you. It reminded you of playing video games where you would go to other worlds and you yourself would change textures to match the ones around you. Unfortunately, the texture didn't go with you, so you were left as an actual human in a cartoon world.

The life you were living was definitely a dreamlike state and the thought of it made you laugh as you led yourself through the city.

This was the part you actually loved. You got to see what life was like for others through different dimensions and the struggles they had to deal with. Granted, it wasn't much different from your life when you weren’t forced to live like this, but either way, you still found it fun to see how different, yet similar it really was.

Sometimes you would end up in dimensions you had been to a thousand times or sometimes you would end up somewhere new.

Your favorite part though: everywhere had a Spiderman. And every Spiderman was just as unique as the last.

In this world, it seemed to be some pig, which was both hilarious and intriguing. You had seen a lot in your day, but never a pig Spiderman. You loved it though and seeing posters of him around this odd city made you laugh.

But you knew it was time to leave the moment you stepped in. You liked the crazy stuff, but this was a little too crazy for your liking.

Right as you opened a portal though, you heard a loud sound not too far away from you. You figured it was a fight that Spiderpig had gotten himself into, and were ready to leave, but you turned around to see something much crazier.

Not only was Spiderpig fighting, but there was another Spiderman with him. You couldn't help but stand in awe after you closed the portal you made.

He was dressed in dark blue and red and didn't look at all like the other Spidermen you had seen before. Something about him was not only different, but so so intriguing.

The fight didn't last long since the two were working hard to get it done quickly. So when they did finish, the tall Spiderman put Spiderpig on his shoulders and gave him a fistbump.

You had only noticed you were still just standing in the street and staring when the Spiderman froze.

You giggled nervously and muttered out a quick “good job guys” before turning down an alleyway so you could teleport out of there.

But right as you began down the alley, you felt something grab your wrist. When you turned around, it was that tall Spiderman, who tilted his head at you.

“y/n?” he said.

You took a step back. “S-Sorry?”

“Is your name y/n?”

You nodded and he pulled you into his arms before opening a portal very much like your own.

You ended up in a world with complete darkness, minus the bright yellow computers surrounding the walls. You looked at the place with curiosity, but were quickly pulled from your thoughts when you saw the Spiderman pacing the room back and forth and muttering to himself.

“Hey, are you alright?” you chuckled.

“How are you… How did you… Hold on, I need a minute.” He finally sat down and grabbed his chin. “Were you married?”

You laughed, thinking this was some sort of joke. “Yes, I was. To a man named Miguel. Why?”

“What the fuck?” he said under his breath.

“Excuse me?”

“How are you alive?!”

Just then, you recognized that voice. Everything from your past hit you like a semi and you fell to your knees, tears immediately filling your sockets.

“M-Miguel? Miguel, is that you?” you managed to get out.

The mask of his Spider-suit dematerialized and he looked at you with shock.

You looked at him the same and felt like you couldn't breathe. After all those years. After all that searching…

He ran to you and dropped on his knees, pushing your hair out of your face. “How did you…”

“How did you?” you giggled somehow, grabbing Miguel’s face and looking it over. Despite the eyebags and the new muscular features, that man was definitely your husband.

“I…” he started, but you pulled him into your arms. You hugged him until neither of you could breathe.

When you pulled away, you looked at him with so much excitement that it made him regret everything. He had lied to you for years and you were looking at him the same way you looked at your real husband who died.

“I can't believe you made it out alive, Miggy! Where’s Gabriella? I bet she’s all grown up and–”

“G-Gabriella’s gone.” The words felt like another 100 lbs weighed his chest down.

You looked at him with confusion. “She didn't make it?” you asked softly.

“No. She didn't. This is all my fault.” he buried his face in his hands.

“No it's not. How could any of this be your fault?” you rubbed his back.

“No, y/n,” he scooted back, every regret from his life filling him up and making him on the near edge of a panic attack. “This is my fault. I made this happen.”

“Miguel, I–”

“I'm not even your husband!” he cried out. He never felt like this before. He didn't even feel like Miguel. But something cracked in him when he saw you, and it was going to end up killing him if he didn't talk to you about it.

You laughed. “What? Of course you are.”

“Your husband died a very long time ago.”

“I'm so confused.” you admitted.

“I know. And I'm sorry.” he pulled you closer and sat down on the floor next to you. “Look, I was your husband. At least for a while. A couple months maybe. But your real husband… the Miguel O’Hara from your world… he died. I took his place. I wanted to be happy.” Slowly, the feeling of the near panic attack was going away the more he spoke to you. He explained everything. About how much he truly loved you and about how much he regretted destroying everything, including your daughter. He told you that he was selfish for what he did and admitted that if he could go back and never be with you just so you could have a fulfilled life with Gabriella and no Miguel, everything would be fine. He explained canon events and how the world worked for Spidermen like him and the rest of the multiverse.

Everything was so confusing, but based on everything you had been through, you weren't surprised.

You had seemingly loved a stranger for months and didn't even know it. But… he wasn't, that was the most confusing part. That man, Miguel O’Hara. Spiderman 2099. That was the man you fell in love with, even if you weren't a part of his dimension.

The whole situation shocked you to your core, but there was no going back now.

You laughed for some reason when he was done telling you everything. You really couldn't believe it. But again, you weren't surprised.

Miguel didn't mean to spill everything onto you, but it made him feel so much better. Tears were streaming down his face and he was trying to repress them when he saw how confused you looked.

“y/n, I am so sorr–”

You quickly cut him off by pulling him into your arms. Real husband or not, this poor man had to suffer through everything and now has the whole multiverse on his back to take care of because he feels like it’s his responsibility. He blamed himself for everything for years all because of a stupid accident.

But you weren't mad. He didn't know what would happen and all he wanted was to be happy. You didn't want to put more on him, so you just held him for a moment and let him sit there with you in silence.

Even if you didn't know this Miguel as well as you knew your husband, he was still Miguel.

“Don't blame yourself,” you whispered. “It's okay.”

He just pulled back from the hug and wiped his hair out of his face. “I'm sorry you had to live like you have been.” he told you.

“It was kinda fun.” You hugged your knees.

“The multiverse is definitely something, huh?”

You smiled and cupped Miguel’s face in your hands. You had been traveling for years all for this. Granted, you got a story out of it that you weren't expecting, but still. Miguel was in front of you again and you felt strangely at home.

You pressed a kiss to his nose. “I wanna try this again.” you said. “With us.”

“What do you mean?”

“First.” You pulled him by the front of his suit and pressed a long and needed kiss to his lips. He melted to your lips quickly, but the feeling ended quickly when you pulled away.

“What do you mean ‘try again?’ ” he asked.

“I'm y/n.” You stuck out your hand and smiled at him.

“I'm Miguel.” He took your hand and sighed with relief.

“Nice to meet you, Miguel. Maybe we should go on a date sometime.”

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msfantasy · 1 year

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Betrothed to a Gaunt

Ending

Summary: MC is betrothed to Ominis Gaunt.

Ominis and Y/n's Wedding Day

The Ominis x Reader

The final year was one of the most challenging years of your life.

You sat at Uncle Archies side, holding his hand. A tear rolls down his face questioning if he made the wrong decision. Had he ruined your life before it barely began? Has he subjected you to a life of unhappiness by promising your hand to Ominis Gaunt? Regret fills his eyes, in his final moments. Determined not to let Uncle Archie die a regrettable death, you continued to whisper reassurances as Ominis sits on a wooden chair behind you, stroking your back to remind you he is there.

"No Uncle Archie, you did nothing wrong. I haven't had the chance to tell you but Ominis and I have fallen for each other." The lies roll of your tongue effortlessly, dripping in a convincing tone. Uncle Archie sucks in air, relief filling his soul. "If it weren't for you, I never would have opened my heart to Ominis. I am incredibly grateful for all you have done for me, because of you I have gone every day of my life being loved as a daughter, and because of you, I will continued to be loved as a wife, and one day as a mother. Because of you, I will continue to experience life's greatest mystery." You announce pressing a kiss to Archies hand, tears rolling down both of your faces. A long fated smile draws on Archies face, the kind of smile you haven't seen in years due to his illness.

"My darling girl, I am so grateful for the happiness you unknowingly brought into my life." Achie sucks in air desperately trying to finish his sentence. "Though I have never had my own children, you will always be my darling daughter - thank you for everything." He smiles with his last breath. Uncle Archies eyes closed with his final classic smile etched deeply into his face.

You relent a yearning cry as you collapse onto the floor, loosing the most important man in your life. Ominis without a second thought kneels on the ground with you, holding your sobbing forms as screams of pain ring from your throat until the air is ripped from your lungs leaving no sounds.

To add to the worst year of your life, a long-term pining romance squashed before it even began. The heart-break was immense, however, Imelda and Ominis was there to comfort you.

Ominis felt guilty over the whole ordeal, he stormed his house attempting to call of the engagement, only for you to calm him down and remind him that the deed has already been done, and that there was no going back, reminding him gently the romance you sacrificed and to not let it be in vain.

Sebastian remained distant from his two friends. You tried to reach out, only for Sebastian to respectfully request space from you.

You have all since graduated. Unable to rekindle your friendship with Sebastian, you had no choice but to let bygones be bygones. You dedicated all your free time to meticulously planing the wedding of your dreams. Even if it wasn't to the love of your life, you were going to enjoy the day with the sudden money you now had access to.

It was the night before your wedding and in a drunken haze, Ominis went stumbling to Feldcroft moaning his sobbing apologies for ruining his best friends chance at a happy life. Sebastian looked down pitifully at the broken and mournful Ominis Gaunt. A man who was always regal and refined, reduced to a sniffling mess at Sebastians feet.

Sebastian carried his old-mate to the near by bank with a couple of glasses to drink from, the two looked out over the water and had an honest heart to heart. A conversation that remains private between the two til this day. Whatever was discussed left Ominis sleeping on the ground with a soft smile pressed along his lips. Sebastian turns his gaze away from the sky looking towards Ominis, filled with solace at his sleeping figure.

Sebastian continued to wait patiently for you to respond to his owl, requesting for you to pick up your fiancé. It was only about an hour later that you had appeared before your jilted lover and your fiancé.

You gently roll Ominis over checking with great concern if he was injured. Stress ran through your blood when Ominis did not return back to the Gaunt mansion.

"Thank you Sebastian...." You say with grace. Gently easing Ominis into your arms. You smile awkwardly at Sebastian, whilst he returns your gaze undeterred.

"I will be attending the ceremony." He announces, which was of surprise to you. "I'll see you later." Sebastian stands, dusting off the blades of grass from his trousers. He retreats to his small cottage home leaving a very heavy and passed out Ominis to take care of.

Apperating into the Gaunt foyer you release Ominis on the marble floor with as much care as possible.

"Blimey brother, on your wedding day of all days." Marvolo snickers in amusement. Mrs. Gaunt flys through the foyer with an entourage to follow.

"Marvolo my dear, be a good boy and help your brother prepare for the ceremony. Chop, chop everyone! We only have 6 hours until the ceremony begins!" Mrs. Gaunt claps striding into the garden continuing to point out the set up required.

Exhausted from your sleepless night you retreat to the bathroom drawing a warm bath with salts and your favourite scents. You let yourself sink into the warmth as you review the crazy year that has passed, all the drama leading back to this very day.

Stepping out of the bath you sit before the dressing table in a slip, your make up was pressed on delicately leaving your make up flawless. Your hair placed expertly in the exact style selected. Your gown was freshly pressed and placed over your elegant form. You were a true sight to behold. Every woman would aspire to be the glowing bride that you have presented today.

You stand at the top of the steps anxiously looking out of the crowd. A sea of faces staring at you, you waver in your resolve only for Sebastian to grab your hand twisting it around his arm.

"There, there. We cannot have a bride running away now can we?" He says as he begins to guide you down the stairs.

"Where's Marvolo?" Sebastian scoffs at your question.

"Would you seriously rather him right now?" You nod in agreement.

"Fair point... I'm just surprised you're here." You announce gently looking over at Sebastian who has his gaze set towards the alter.

"I would never miss the wedding of my two best friends... besides... If your Uncle Archie were here, he'd slap me upside the head and tell me to be a gentleman... I know he would've spent the whole evening bragging about how beautiful his 'darling girl' is." A laugh sniffles from you, tears edging a long your waterline.

"He would've." You agree. Reaching the alter you turn to Sebastian whom lifts your veil kissing you on the cheek, you grab his sleeve again. Sadden by him leaving your side.

"It's okay... I promise I'll still be here. I won't act like a git again." You hug Sebastian firmly. Guilt escaping you. You felt like you were both back to your old selves.

You lay your eyes for the first time on Ominis. He looked handsome standing in his tailored suit. He holds his hand out waiting for you, reaching out your grasp his hand. The officiant stands before you announcing your union, you begin to whisper to each other.

"So Sebastian his here..." You say only for Ominis to smile once again.

"We had a good chat." He says, looking back to the officiant. "You know for someone who didn't want to marry me, you sure pulled together the most extravagant wedding of the century. My father just about cried at the invoice." You snort trying to imagine his fathers face. The officiant glares at the two, making the two silent before snickering again. The officiant declares a moment of silence of the crowd as the two are to whisper their vows, as the promise is only for each other to hear. Ominis leans in first.

"Y/n, I vow to continue to fiercely love you if not as a husband, than as a friend from now and forever. I promise to never forget this bond we share. I vow in the deepest part of my soul that no matter what challenges might carry us apart, we will always find our way together." A smile erupts from you as you lean in whispering your own vows.

"I have laughed with you, cried with you, cared for you and shared a part of my life with you. I get to build a home with you, and live in a home with my best friend. I get to spend the rest of my life with you, and that is a privilege I'm honoured to experience. Thank you Ominis, for being there for me in my weakest moments, and sharing with my my greatest moments. I vow to be there for you, as you have always been for me." You say, Ominis stiffens under the sincerity of your words.

The unbreakable vow glows softly as the officiant calls for a final kiss to seal the deal.

Leaning in you press your lips to Ominis's for the first time. Your lips smooth and melt together in perfect unison, a buzz runs through your mouth at the electrical feeling. Ominis is the first to depart from your amalgamation leaving you wanting more.

The crowd cheers at the end of ceremony, Ominis steps back reaching his hand out to you.

The night continued on, the food selection was delightful. People stuffed their glutinous bellies with the finest meal they've ever had. The cake was cut and eaten, the champagne was pouring from end to end. The first dance was dream with all eyes watching the two forms gliding across the floor carelessly.

The dance concluded as Sebastian strides towards the newly weds. "May I have this dance?" Sebastian asks as Ominis steps to the side and leaves to retrieve some refreshments.

"I have't had the chance to tell you how stunning you look." Sebastian whispers to you. "I'm sorry for acting out like a child and not being there for you when you needed support most." He says gesturing to the passing of Archie. "I hope you can forgive me, and have me back as a friend." He asks in a broken whisper, terrified of your answer.

"I would love nothing more than to have you back in my life." You answer honestly. Sebastian sighs, grateful for your readiness to forgive.

The wedding party continued to rage on through out the night, however, the newly weds bid their adues. Now you were being taken by carriage to your new home gifted by non-other than your husband. It was a quaint little home with a glass portion of the house that appeared to be a reading nook.

Your feet thump along the floorboards as you run wild through your new home giggling at the beauty and the aesthetics of the home, it's all yours. Everything you had always wanted and Ominis is the one who made it all happen.

You turn back looking at the smiling man, bemused by your childish excitement. You jump into his arms, pushing him back into the cushy couch behind him.

"I love it! I love it! I love it!" You yell with a Ominis laughing under your surprise attack. You sink into his chest, his laugh slowly dying off. "And, I love you." You whispered. He smiled a friendly grin.

"I love you too." He says back kindly, you only shook your head.

"No - not like that." You announce pressing your lips to his once again. You brush your tongue against his lips begging to enter his mouth.

Ominis pulls away from your intoxicating mouth. "Wait-what about Sebastian?" He questions, you roll your eyes.

"My feelings for him long left the day he gave up. Besides was it not you who remained at my side for all of my highs an lows? You've proven yourself to me time and time again Ominis. I want to be with you, you are my husband after all." Giggles erupt from both of you.

"Misses Y/n Gaunt." He says tucking stands of hair behind your ear. "I don't remember when was the exact moment my feelings for you bloomed. But one of my fondest memories was when you went to a large wildflower field and you gave me a jar full of dried flowers to smell what it was like." Your laughter echos through the rooms.

"We were like 7!" He nodded.

"That's as far back as I can remember." You look at Ominis with great adoration. "Now I'm married to the love of my life..." He whispers pulling you into a long kiss.

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A/n: 1 more parts to come. Your wedding night *wink wink

Also I wrote this all in one sitting and I don't feel like editing so ...

Tags: @nightlightings @abbiesxox

#ominis gaunt x reader #ominis x reader #gaunt x reader #ominis imagine #ominis gaunt imagine #ominis gaunt x mc #ominis x mc #ominis x y/n #ominis gaunt x y/n #hogwarts legacy imagine

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daddyy333 · 1 year

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Lonely | Neteyam x Omaticaya!reader

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

word count: 1.4k

warnings: reader is shot, reader dies, Neteyam kills quaritch, Neteyam don’t feel so good anymore

summary: Neteyams childhood bestfriend who he’s been in love with for years follows him out of the forest and to the ocean, and now she’s dead because of him and he barely got to tell her how he truly felt about her.

anything in bold like this in the middle of a sentence means it’s either Na’vi or meant to be in Na’vi but I don’t trust the translation websites so I just use the few words I know and make do with it💀

He doesn’t know what just happened. He was here for all of it. Watched it all happen. But nothing makes sense. What the hell just happened?

5 minutes ago, you were alive and well. In a lot of danger, but you were still alive. “Neteyam, go!” You said and pushed him off the ship. You grabbed the gun and fired it for a few seconds before jumping yourself, but you were too late.

You screamed as a sharp pain erupted in your upper back and then your chest, making water fill your mouth and your throat a little as you fell in the water. You tried to keep your head afloat but you couldn’t and you were choking. Not to mention, the pain was excruciating.

“Ne- ahh! Nete! Net- Neteyam! N-” you were trying to shout his name but everything was working against you. He heard you though, and looked over and realized you were hurt. “Y/n? Hey, hey no no no! Oh, Great Mother, no!” He said and pulled you up onto his shoulder a little, swimming to Tsireya’s ilu.

“She’s hurt! Y/n is hurt!” He cried, helping you on the ilu. You coughed your lungs out, wheezing hard as you felt blood ooze out of your chest. You’d been shot.

They got you to a rock nearby, laying you down gently. Neteyam was sobbing, he was so scared of losing you. He sat next you, cupping your cheek as you groaned and whimpered, struggling to breathe.

“No, Great Mother! No! Not now, please! Please do not take her from me, this is not fair!” He cried and you cried out of pain. You grabbed his hand and said “Nete…I’m dying,”

“No, no you are not dying! No! You- y-you- please, please! I cant- y/n you don’t understand. Y-You just have to hold on, we can get help” he said and you whimpered. You wheezed and said “Neteyam…oel ngati kameie”

“No…no, no no no! Don’t say that, you are not dying!” He said and sniffled. Jake and Neytiri found them, and they began to cry as well. You were like another daughter to them, and they wanted you to be Neteyams mate when it came time for it.

“Great Mother, why?! Oh, sweet child,” Neytiri said, dropping to her knees as she held your hand, crying softly. Tuk was sobbing into Jake’s chest. Lo’ak, Kiri, and Tsireya weren’t doing well either.

“S-Say it b- ba-back…please” you said, struggling to breathe. Your vision was hazy, and you knew you didn’t have much time. He cupped your cheek, wiping your tears. “O-Oel ngat-ti kameie,” he sobbed, caressing your cheek.

“I can’t- y/n, how am I supposed to live without you?!” He said and you whimpered. You groaned and said “kiss me, ‘T-Teyam” He let out a sob, kissing you softly, so you could still breathe as much as your body would let you.

You kissed back only a moment before the pain got worse. “Uhh! Neteyam- Nete, i-it hurts!” You cried. Lo’ak was keeping pressure on the wound, but it wasn’t doing much. The three of you were all covered in blood.

You began to feel scared, realizing you were really dying. You weren’t ready. “C-Can you hold me?” You asked quietly, trying so hard to stay alive. He cried as he nodded, looking at Lo’ak. He moved his and you yelled in pain, nuzzling into Neteyam’s chest.

He sniffled, petting your hair. “I’m not- I-I’m not ready. I don’t w-wanna- I-I don’t w-wanna die…ple-ease…” you said frantically, whimpering as it got harder to breathe. He sobbed as he said “don’t be scared. D-Don’t…don’t be scared. The Great Mother wi-will welcome you with o-open arms”

“I-I don’t w-wanna- wan-nna leave you” you whispered, eyes fluttering. He shook his head, this was it. You were really dying now. “I-I love you,” you confessed, holding his hand weakly. He pressed your foreheads together as he whispered “I lo-love you too”

You hyperventilated slightly, trying desperately to breathe but your body was giving up on you. “R-Relax, relax- I’m h-here” he said, caressing your hand. You let out a weak cry, whimpering through the pain. “Neteyam…” you whispered before you stopped breathing, eyes dilating before you relaxed in his arms.

Neteyam sobbed into your neck, holding your body tight to his chest. “Son,” Jake said and Neteyam whimpered, unable to control his breathing. He’d never cried this hard before, he’d never felt such pain in his life.

“P-Please, wake up! Wake up! Y/n! Come on- come back, please! I’m r-right here, baby, come back- c-come back to me!” He said and shook your body, there was no way you were just gone like that.

What the hell just happened? How could you just be gone for good? Why you? It should’ve been him. It would’ve been less painful.

He slowly lowered your body onto the rock, standing up with a numb look on his face. “Where are you going, my child?” Neytiri asked, wiping his tears away. He growled and said “to kill the demons that took away my mate”

He walked away, mounting his ikran and Neytiri let out a sob, she was so scared. She was worried he would die too, but she knew there was no stopping him. She’d do the same if someone looked at Jake in the wrong way.

“Ma Jake, come. You three stay with her, stay safe please” she said through a shaky voice. Jake got on his skimwing, and Neytiri mounted her ikran and there were both following after Neteyam.

The three of them took down every one in the RDA that was on the ship, doing what they could to avenge your death. Neytiri found Quaritch, grabbing Neteyams arm. She nodded her head towards Quaritch and saw the anger in her son's eyes increase.

He drew his bow, piercing Quaritchs stomach without a second thought. He ran over to him, kicking him to the ground. Quaritch groaned, losing his gun in the process. Neteyam hissed at him, grabbing his knife and pressing it to his neck.

“You h-hurt my people. You hurt m-my planet. Y-You hurt Eywa. I can handle that. But k-killing my mate, that was too far. For that, y-you die!” He said, slitting his throat. He stabbed him in the chest, screaming as he realized you were gone for good.

Jake and Neytiri ran to him, Jake pulling him into his arms as he cried. He sobbed as he said “I-I don’t want to live w-without her, dad” “I know, son, I know. You’re gonna be okay, we all will. Just gotta take this one day at a time” he said and Neteyam whimpered.

Neytiri hugged her boys, tears rolling down her face as she struggled to watch her son feel so much pain. Neytiri looked up at her mate with so much fear in her eyes. She felt as if she had lost a child of her own, watching Neteyam go through the pain was just torture.

He kissed her head, whispering to her, “we will get through this. No pain is permanent, my love” They eventually made their way back to the kids and where your body was, Neteyam immediately returning to his spot and pulling you into his arms.

You were cold now, your eyes still open. He brushed your hair out of your face, whimpering. “He is dead. The demon that killed you is dead now. You may rest in peace, beautiful” Neteyam whispered, closing your eyes.

Kiri placed a hand on her big brother's shoulder. He sniffled, standing up and holding you bridal style. He called for his ilu, adjusting you so that you were in a better position to hold.

He rode back silently, tears rolling down his face. He went slow, not wanting this to end because once he got back to the island and announced your death it would make it more real. He noticed your ilu following and whimpered.

A few friends you had made during your time there ran to him, crying at the sight of your bloody and lifeless body in his arms. He sniffled, more tears welling up as your head rested limply against his chest.

Surrounded by the entire clan, he had never felt so lonely in his life. He was nothing without you, and he lost you before he could tell you that.

Taglist: @laylasbunbunny

As of now l'm writing for

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Joseph Quinn

Jamie Bower

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Maya Hawke

Lo’ak

Neteyam

So just comment the taglist you want to be added to and l'll add you :)

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yanagiin · 2 years

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BIRTHDAY SURPRISE

fluff with a touch of angst

shu yamino x fem!reader

summary: everyone is busy on reader’s birthday, even her boyfriend. might as well blow the candles alone.

not proofread

“I have to say, boys, are your mothers and fathers watching nijisanji EN?” Nina asked Luca, Vox, and your boyfriend, shu. Luca and Vox said no, while Shu told them about the time where his dad was blasting hope in the dark. You giggle a little, remembering when he first told you and how embarrassed he was.

“What about you, y/s/n (your streamer name)?”

“Oh uh I can’t really say they can know? They passed a few years ago…”

“Oh… I’m sorry.” Nina apologized not knowing.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it Nina. You know you’re still my other mom.”

“OF COURSE I AM AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! RAHHHH” Nina started yelling to lift the dampened mood. Though you were stuck in your thoughts to even noticed the new topic.

“Text me when you guys land okay?” 16 year old y/n said as she held her 1 year old baby sister and hugged her parents who were going on a business trip. Her other sister, 7 years old, was crying up a storm and letting mucus run down her nose. She cries and holds her father’s leg, wiping her snot on him here and there.

“Take care of your sisters while we’re gone okay? We’ll be back in no time.” Your mom asks as she places a kiss on each of the sisters’ foreheads. They all nod with a salute, the youngest, Kana, eating her hand. As the couple boarded the plane, they wave their hands and leave back to the car. Y/n gets in the driver seat and the other two in the back with their safety seats.

“Y/n?” The second oldest, Yuna, called out, playing with Kana’s tiny hands.

“Yes baby?”

“Is mom and dad coming back?”

“Of course they are, you even heard it yourself. They’ll be back in no time. Now, let’s go pick up oniichan!”

“SHUBERT/SHUSHU” The younger two exclaims.

“I’m surprised you managed to put Kana to sleep.” A dead-tired y/n says as she lays on her boyfriend’s lap. Letting him run his hands through her hair.

“She just loves me more than you.” He leans down to kiss her as she feigned offense and turned her head away. He started kissing her face all over, erupting giggles from the girl. Soon the house phone rings and their laughs die down a little. “Who would be calling at this hour?”

“Oh maybe it’s mom and dad wait let me answer.” Y/n leaves her boyfriend’s side to pick up the house phone. “Hello? Who’s this?”

“Hello, is this Y/N L/N? Daughter of M/N and D/N L/N?”

“Yes, Im sorry, who’s this?” The girl growing anxious.

“We are calling from xxxx hospital, we are sorry to inform you that your parents has passed due to the flight they were on has-…”

Just like that, the girl drops the phone as she falls to her knees. Screaming in indescribable pain. Her boyfriend running to her side and asking what happened. The words didn’t want to come out of her throat. She only clawed at his shirt as he wrapped her in his arms.

“They’re gone, shu. They’re gone!”

“Y/-Y/n!” Shu called out to his girlfriend, the stream was done and now all the luxiem were just chilling in the same vc as you and shu.

“Shu!” Y/n replied. They both giggle, making the other boys groan.

“I hate it here.” ike

“so unpog” luca

“We get it! We’re single!” vox

“WHAT THE FOK” mysta

“Ah wait guys!” Y/n suddenly remembered something. “Are you guys busy on (d/o/b)?” They all grow silent, an awkward silence fills the call.

“WE’RE BUSY!” they all say, even your boyfriend.

“Even you Shu?”

“Uh- uh yeah! My schedule is full, ya know, streaming and stuff…” Her heart broke a little, her boyfriend not being able to be with her on her birthday.

“ahaha why ask y/n/n?” Mysta asks with an awkward laugh.

“Oh no reason! I just wanted to collab, no big deal though. We can always reschedule. Anyways I have to go, bye guys.”

-timeskip to the day before y/n’s birthday- 11:30 pm.

“SO CHAT, here’s what’s going to happen, im going to turn make the dono limit like, hmm what’s the lowest i can make it… $2! Just so I can get the text to speech and get your messages about what I’m going to tell you all.” Her hands were growing sweaty as she prepped her camera, chest down to wear she sat in front of her monitors.

The camera switches on and the chat starts going wild.

MOMMY?!?!?

HELLOOOOO?!?? YOURE SO FINE?!?!?

STEP ON ME!!!

Y/n just giggles as she sees her chat go crazy over the surprised reveal.

“Okay okay guys, that’s not the only surprise. It’s also… my birthday!” She pops a mini confetti popper. “Well… technically it’s tomorrow but I wanted to celebrate it with you guys.” Glancing at the clock, 11:58. “I also want to spend the day with my sisters of course.” She plays a cute soft birthday song as she slowly brings in a small slice of cake, with one candle on top. She softly claps to the beat.

“happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me…”

After her parents death, Y/n held the responsibility of raising her two sisters on her own. She lost touch with her friends as she started working to financially stabilize themselves and help pay for her sister’s schools.

“Hey Y/n! Let’s hang out after school!” One of her friends in her class asked.

“I can’t today guys, I’m busy today.” The girl gently declined, seeing as her shift in the cafe was in 30 minutes. She quickly packs her bag and exits the classroom.

“Hey boss!”

“Yes y/n?”

“Can you teach me how to make the strawberry shortcake? My sisters love it and I want to make it for their birthdays.”

“Oh ofcourse sweetie, let me write down the ingredients and we’ll start as soon as we can, okay?”

Every year, y/n threw a small birthday party for her little sister. Saving all her funds enough to do so. Sacrificing her own birthday and being content with spending time with her boyfriend and sisters.

“nee-chan!!” 13 year old Yuna and 7 year old Kana bursts through the door to greet their older sister a happy birthday.

“Yu-Yuna, Kana… hi babies.” A broken smile on her face as she looks at her younger sisters. The two run to hug the streamer. Kana asks,

“nee-chan, why are you crying?”

Y/n hears the sound of multiple feet stomping in their apartment and into her streaming room. Standing at the door way, her boyfriend and all of nijisanji EN behind him. He drops the gift he was holding, luckily Luca caught it. He quickly embraces his girlfriend and her sisters in a hug. Just then they both cry together

“I’m so sorry baby, I’m so so sorry. I wanted to surprise you…” Shu says as he pushes her hair back and resting their foreheads together.

“Oh shu, I love you so much.” She said as they both lean in for a kiss. They didn’t know how long they were at it until Mysta coughs an awkward cough, vox and ike elbowing his sides. The couple quickly pulls away, whole face red. Shu takes Kana of her lap and holds her pulling Yuna to stand beside him. He nods at the rest of the group, and they quickly engulf the girl with teary eyes and hugs.

“OH MY BABY!” Nina says as she squishes Y/n’s cheeks.

The girls baby y/n and start crying when y/n starts crying again.

“Oh my— Fuck you guys, I thought you guys got tired of me AHAHAHA” that sentence broke everyone’s heart and they all started crying, even the boys as they dog piled on the birthday girl. Luca got a grasp of y/n’s waist and started hugging her and swinging her side to side.

“WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT?” Luca cries, still swinging the girl to death. After Shu softly taps Luca’s shoulder, seeing his girlfriend getting dizzy, to let her down on her gaming chair as they all surround her. Shu and her little sisters leave the room for a few seconds.

Vox turns down the lights as the three begins to enter the room.

“Happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you,

happy birthday dear y/n…

happy birthday to youu.”

In front of Y/n was Shu and Yuna, holding a strawberry shortcake, while Kana stands under as if she was holding it up. She smiles and looks around the room, all her friends, in the flesh. She closes her eyes and makes a wish, blowing out the candle.

After cutting the cake and ending the stream, they were all telling stories and eating cake. In the corner of her eye, she sees Shu, Yuna, and Kana with devilish smiles on their face as they conversed. The three stands and walks in front of the older sister with their hands behind their backs.

“What are you guys doing…?” Y/n’s asks cautiously.

They all look at each other and nod. Before she can realize what was happening she feels soft and creamy cake on her face. Shu softly slapping cake into her forehead, Yuna on one cheek, and Kana on the other. The room falls quiet with Luca, Mysta, and Alban gasping loudly. Y/n wipes the cake off with her hand and grabs a handful from the actual cake. She quickly attacks Shu and the two goes into quick chaos. She hears the giggles of her younger sisters and playfully glares at them. Grabbing both of them, Y/n wipes her face and hands onto her sisters’ faces. The room quickly joins in and everything goes to shit. The couple doesn’t realize that someone has snapped a photo of them sitting on the floor.

It’s a photo of Kana eating a strawberry and sitting on Shu’s lap, Yuna on Y/n’s back with Shu covering her eyes, and the couple leaning in with big smiles on their faces.

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THIS IS SO BAD WTFFFFFFF I JUST WANTED TO GET THIS SHIT OUT OF MY HEAD💀💀💀💀SHU YAMINO IS THE BIGGEST GREENFLAG ONG

ALSO THEIR NEW SONG MMMMMMMM SO GOOODDDDDDD THEY ALL SOUND SO GOODD

#shu yamino #shu yamino x reader #luxiem #luxiem x reader #Spotify

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animeprincessforever · 27 days

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Lady Tamayo X Dead Human Child Reader Together Again

Child can be boy or girl whatever you are! Enjoy!

-WAY BACK WHEN TAMAYO WAS HUMAN-

YEARS AGO

Your POV:

It was a normal day at home. I was cooking, mom was resting due to her illness and dad was at work. As I finished making shrimp and miso soup for my dinner as I walked to Mother’s room however I heard an unrecognizable voice. ‘Who is that?’ I thought. I peaked to see a man that looks like MICHEAL JACKSON?!?! (LOL HAD TOO SORRY) ‘is that Micheal Jackson? The king of pop? Why would a man like that be in our house? Is he paying my mother a visit to hope she gets well?’ Millions of questions flooded through my head. When I looked through the door the man was gone. ‘Maybe I am seeing things’ I thought I went into my mother’s room and gave her dinner. “Anything else you need mother?” Mother looked at me and weakly coughed “everything is fine my love. Thank you.”

“Are you sure mother? Who was that man? Is everything okay? Was th-“

”That man was a ‘old friend’ of mine and came to discuss some things so no need to worry my dear (Y/n).”

I sighed and nodded “good night mother. Enjoy call me if you need anything. I love you mother!” as I walked away and got ready for bed and got in my pjs.

The pjs: www.google.com/aclk?sa=l&ai=DChcSEwj3rZOpycCEAxXXAa0GHWONAIMYABAtGgJwdg&ae=2&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI962TqcnAhAMV1wGtBh1jjQCDEAkYBSABEgKUJfD_BwE&sig=AOD64_0V0NGtiEtgMiZwRpUZObJYCEkMnA&adurl&ctype=5&ved=2ahUKEwimj4GpycCEAxU0O0QIHUKbDYcQp6wHegUIARDwAg&nis=8

I was nice and comfy as I sat on the couch and waited for father to get home. When father greeted me I hugged him and said good night. So I went to bed.

TAMAYO’S POV:

My husband lied beside me asleep. I got up and went on my balcony and side. ‘I feel weaker and weaker. Is it almost my time? T-o d-I-e?’ I thought till I heard that man named Muzan again. “It’s not to late for my offer you know?” He said. “How exactly does this cure work?” I said. He looked at me and smirked and said “like magic” I was desperate I thought about my beloved child ‘if I die I’ll miss things’ I thought and so I looked up at him and said “I agree to your deal.” All the sudden I felt weird as my body felt like it was changing. ‘What’s happening?!?!’ I thought. All the sudden this hunger came inside me and I did something unthinkable. I attacked and started devouring my beloved husband. I tore him to shreds and ate him. ‘STOP! STOP! STOP PLEASE!’ I thought and begged but I couldn’t control myself. I hear my child coming ‘NO GO AWAY (Y/N)! DON’T COME GO AWAY!”

YOUR POV:

I was a woken from a blood curdling scream coming from my father I jumped out of bed and ran to their bedroom. As I opened the door my eyes widen to the scary sight of my mother?!?! NO! A MONSTER! Killing my father. When the thing looked at me I gulped as I realized it was my mother. “Mom?!?! What are you doing?!?! Is everythi-“ I screamed as she attacked me and things went black.

BACK TO PRESENT

POSSIBLE SPOILERS FOR SKME

TAMAYO POV:

I thought about my beloved daughter and husband. I hate myself everyday for it. However today is the day I am working with Shinobu to make a potion that will permanently destroy him.

CLIP FOR REMINDER: twitter.com/tanijrou/status/1234157626633707521

As I slowly left I saw my beloved child and husband smiling “we were waiting for you mom” my daughter said. I replied “why?” My husband said “did you really think we will let you go to hell without us? We love you.” My daughter hugged me and I started to cry and apologize over and over again. My daughter said “we don’t blame you mom. We love you after all we are together as a family again.” I smiled as flames slowly appeared bringing me, my husband, and beloved child into the cruel darkness where I was forced to go. ‘Why did the forgive me?’ I thought. As my daughters words “we love you” repeated over and over in my head I smiled as we faded away together.

THE END

TYSM FOR READING

#demon slayer #child reader #human daughter #Lady Tamayo #Tamayo

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noxspost · 8 months

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it is not weak to cry after tragedy

it was weird in the cabin of Ares because there would be some form of music like rock or some of band. yet this once threating place that was filled with the aura of tough and strong Ares kids, felt hollow cold and sad there was darker since they black out the windows that makes it seem like it was a cave cold and big. frank was staying for the sake of trying to help the grieving warrior who was in the bunk in the corner.

she looked like a worm. she was staring into nothing and her eyes were glossy thanks to her tears which haven't fallen yet and she just cutch her cocoon tighter.

Clarisse was wrapping herself back into a cocoon of her blankets and cloaks. mark and Sherman looked at each and Sherman walked over and sat down next to his sister "well how are you fairing?" he looked at her eyes don't have her usually spark but are now dull and theirs is dark with hurt, regret and guilt, she looks at him and spoke her voice broken like she had been screaming for a long time.

"They took the only meaning of my life and killed her before my very eyes." her brother nodded and then he wraps a arm around her and said, "hey it is okay to cry and mourn the loss she fought bravely."

this makes her looks at him with a wide eye looks and she spoke sounded scared and trembling which was mixed with guilt "i should have fought sooner and maybe she wouldn't have died. i fucking failed and she had paid the price i fucking fail!" her voice was choked and she just broke-down crying as if that her breaking point and then Mark went to his sister and said "you did not fail." she was leaning into his touch as all of her tears fell.

she was shaking and she was now grabbing her hair which Frank let go and his face was twisting in fear and worry as he was trying to help but Clarisse was trying to hurt herself and sparrow one of the daughters of Ares was now holding her hands in her scared hands. "Listen to me Clarisse don't pull on your hair. you are not in danger you are safe in the cabin." her voice was low and soft as she was rubbing Clarisse's knuckles.

Mark was looking to the others, and he walked to grab a vulture plushie which was sitting next to a trans egg. this was a gift from Ares. he was smiling as he gave it to Clarisse, and she took it fast from him.

Clarisse was breathing heavy and she was still looking at her and she looks at them "why do you care i am a monster." this makes her just snarl as she was trembling and then her other sister spoke "why do you think that?" her voice was kind and soft but Clarisse knew why foxglove was dangerous, she was more of the Cabin mother than a fight but her bracelets on her could turn into the twin fist of Malphon a gift from Zagreus.

"Well i killed so many people when i pulled an Achilles and i am a Ares kids and trying to tell others that i am not a monster... it like getting the boulder up the hill."

they all looked to her with empathy as they knew that too the strange and annoyed looks from the others and sure the toilet thing was a bad thing to do. Foxglove and Sparrow didn't get those looks but they had seen those looks which were always at their siblings.

"well if they treat you like a freak and a monster might as well be the monster they so much want." spoke Frank who looked at them with eyes fill with sad and shame then Clarisse spoke her voice was gruff and low "you are not a freak not at all why must you put yourself down."

she sounded more tried and like she had given up on trying in the world and it had 6 days since they buried Silena. Clarisse only drank water and maybe a few crackers. then Sherman spoke "okay that is enough of starving yourself." she was shocked, and her jaw tighten.

he was holding her in a hug from behind and he had felt how thin she was. it had been 4 months after the battle she did eat but enough that she wouldn't die but still it worrying.

Sherman always gave the best hugs with his muscular build and sparrow was the best spar partner and Mark was the best at being the annoying brother that would have your back and was best at making you smile yet here was Clarisse who the most like her father a monster and funny enough both of them were trans.

Ares was aggressive spiteful and fought and he wasn't one to not getting dirty. he was a freak and a asshole, Clarisse was a freak and a monster, so it made sense that she got a bit of his curse, and his anger and wrath and she hated it...

he then went to grabs from bread since she hadn't eaten in while he gave her something small. Clarisse looked down in shame and remorse. Sparrow didn't have pity but she did hold fear and anger in those green pools but not at her sister but herself.

"well Clarisse you are not weak only grieving and i believe Silena doesn't want you to die." she was careful of her words but all that did was make Clarisse cry more but then she tried to stop saying "i am not weak and shouldn't be crying."

when Foxglove looked at her then Frank went to the door making sure it was locked and she spoke as she pushed gently Sparrow out the way and she did move getting the hint and then Foxglove held the other girl in her arms which was hard since Clarisse had done a move called pulling a Achilles.

Foxglove met the other glazes and then they got what she was wanting and they went out of the cabin and locking it behind them leaving Foxglove and Clarisse alone "look people don't cry cause they're weak, they cry because they've been strong for too long."

she was crying more and Clarisse spoke "i know but i can't protect her and Beck..." she was so shakily and Foxglove didn't speak but only bushed the hair out the way of her sister's face. "Yet all of them don't respect us and our dad even though he does most of Athena's dirty work in the wars and he was in the middle of the 2nd world war!"

she was nodded and Clarisse spoke again "why does everyone think that i am a monster and i didn't ask to be a bully and i just a hug from dad... but of course i am failed so many times that he hates me and he did said that he was disappointed with me."

she said as Foxglove who had Ares's white and peach hair, her eyes looked like her mother's one was a blue and the other one was brown and she was had Ares's dark skin.

"i think maybe you will," spoke Foxglove as this makes Clarisse to turn to her and she looked the most confused and angry "listen how can that happen? our dad is busy and he--"

"well i don't where you got the idea that i hate you is beyond me." spoke a familiar voice which was sharp yet calming "dad?!" they both see Ares who was wearing a tank top and a pair of jean legging and his black combat boots. he had some of Deimos's hair clips in the white and peachy colored hair which was long and buzzed on one side but the other side was buzzed and shaved, his eyes were they normal pools of black and red like apples.

his skin wasn't cloaked to be white or white passing but it dark and rich color. his bird bee was on his shoulder where a shoulder amor pad was. he looked at his kids and sighed "i was disappointed since you didn't tell off that Percy kid for making those comments about me not being controlled by Kronos in that fight."

he walks to them and sits down and he was now next to both of them and he had his messenger bag and his face was sharp and he had a resting bitch face but his eyes sparkle with worry and he spoke "Clarisse come here, out of the cocoon i want to see all of you." she did and she was in her pjs which was sweats and a bagged short sleeve shirt.

"okay dad." then he grabbed both of her hands and he said "now you are going to shut up while i will tell how you are wrong to doubt yourself and yes i can felt it rolling off like waves."

Clarisse was smiling bitterly and then asked "why you have better things to do, i am just being weak and not strong." she got a look from Ares and he wasn't trying to anger her but comfort "well for one, when i look at you i see myself and just with less family trauma you still have those metal scars and wounds from us. yet you haven't let the other hurt you all the way you still show kindness and trust just not to all like if i was you with my mental shit... now tell me what you see that you think bad about yourself?"

Clarisse felt the warmth in her father's hands and there were the semicolon tatts on both hand on the back. "Well i hate my hands and arms they look to big and scared. look at how the arms look so many scars and big i have seen the looks some of the kids who see me and i hate some of the kid starting a rumor about me being..."

Ares sat down and listen "well what i see with your hands and arms well it shows how strong you are, and those scars shows that you have gone through the dumb bull shit that we have through at you and so what my daughter who were amazon were strong women and there are the spartan women were strong and powerful women who were clever. i don't see a monster only a strong battle beaten teen who loves like her father. you should have been 16 teen age year when you should have be trained and yet i glad you haven't change."

this makes Clarisse cry, and he hugs her in a strong beat hug "well i was born a boy how do you feel about your "daughter" being a freak born in the wrong body?" her voice was muted by her face in his shirt, and he had his hand in her hair, and he had another arm around Foxglove as he held both of them in his arms. his wings were out.

he was shielding both of them in his wings "well Clarisse that is enough out of you! you are a girl not a boy you know that better than your mother's family and i am glad you told me and another thing do you see me as a woman since i was born with woman's parts?" he asked and Clarisse sniffed and then she spoke "well no you are Ares the god of war?"

this makes Ares laugh "well when i look at you i see a daughter not a son. a woman can have muscle." this makes Foxglove smile as she speaks "yeah and also dad why in the photos you wear the dresses and skirt and more traditional femmie things?"

Ares smiles "well i don't have dysphoria with that type of clothing. also, men have worn dresses and skirts and makeup. it is fun to dress like that." he was holding Clarisse and then he spoke "well Clarisse i am sorry that you lost Silena. you would have my blessing if she ever asked for your hand and trust me when i said it is okay to grieve but not okay to hurt yourself i have been down that road and it got Artemis and mama Hestia so scared and mad. Mama Hestia never let me go from her home till i was better. grams got involved."

Clarisse nodded and she spoke "it is just so hard to not being it is my fault that she died, she let herself get killed because i had to not fight, i wasn't trying to be labeled as a blood thirsty freak... by some of the Athena kids." Ares sighed "same kiddo, Athena is the worse and she acts all high and mightily when most of the time she acts just like Zeus, and she makes me sick... i can said that since i am also like that but that she choice because she wanted you to live trust me i visited her trying to stop it but then Athena tried to be an ass."

this makes Foxglove laugh which was like bone snapping "also i am not a complete blood thistly freak too because it is pointless without the chance of death. Clarisse us gods die but is temporary some of gods come out of the Styx or the celestial pools. i crawl out from the Styx into the house since i got disowned by Zeus." this makes Clarisse speak "so we are all rejects of the gods, mortals and fate?"

"well no you have a family of a coffee addict Hypnos and a kind god named Zagreus and siblings." Ares said as he was smiling "well yeah i guess we do..." Clarisse was feeling better as she was eating some more bread and drink a water bottle "also don't tell Percy this but i was about to kill Kronos or at least try since back then i was a wreak when i was trying to find Thanatos since mortals were dying but not free so i could feel the pain and panic. i am glade Thanatos was saved from this again."

Foxglove nods and Ares spoke "welcome them back in and yes frank too."

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after they were talking more the other kids came back in and Annabeth see Ares asleep with his kids and also Frank shielded in his wings and arms and Clarisse was hidden in two thin blankets and her dad's arms.

this was strange for her to see and Ares looked peaceful and calm no longer fighting and killing. he looked too mortal for her since she saw the scars and then Chiron walked in "so i heard Ares was here--oh since he needed some rest. too much panicked for him glad he is a better than his own family." then he walked out with Percy standing in the door frame.

"Wow Ares looks a lot like Foxglove." Annabeth rolls her eyes as she walks to him "well seaweed brain, that is his real form he just hid because it was easier for the gods." they were soon closing the door to the den of warriors resting after war. they got the glares from the birds and boars which sit at the door.

#ares pjo #ares cabin #my au #angst #comfort #gods #hades game #affection #clarisse la rue #clarisse x silena #pjo hoo toa #Ares being a good dad

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factorialsotherfandoms · 3 months

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In which Emi takes after her mother in more ways than one.

(For @rabbit-harpist , but also anyone else who wants to read it)

(Also on ao3)

There are university brochures scattered all over the dining room table, a sea of bright colours and photographs of smiling young adults. Most are Mexican establishments - they do live there, after all - but there's a couple from Lucie's old home of Switzerland, Diego's Brazil, Jeffry's America... A scattering of places under one roof, just like their family.

Emi is leafing through one, while Lucie looks at another, a spreadsheet with the local crime rates and housing costs also up on her laptop.

"What about here?" Lucie asks, passing the booklet over to her daughter. "It looks pretty, no? And it is very good for programming."

"It's too far away," Emi barely looks at it, same as most of the rest. "I want to stay close."

"You're good enough," Lucie knows Emi's been fine traveling before - surely the problem is the grades? "I know you can do it."

"It's not that," Emi looks down, and to the side, fingers flexing uncomfortably against the paper. "I want to stay with you. To help."

"I have your fathers," Lucie promises. "And if I need lady help, Abuelita is here."

"Not like that," a bit of a snap. "With your investigations! I know I need to learn to program better, but I speak French, and Portuguese, and English, and Spanish, and I can run, and I can hide, and I'm a very fast reader! I know I'm not old enough yet, but once I turn eighteen..."

"Non."

Lucie's response is immediate, instinctual, soaked in blood and in fear and in all the things that have happened.

"No?"

"It's too dangerous," Lucie says, and all she can see are the corpses of friends she has made. "You can keep helping with the planning, but you are not coming."

"Why not? You do it all the time!"

"It's not safe! Do you think we want this for you? To see you loose limbs and eyes and your life! You could be something, Emi! Why would you throw it away to end up in some monster's stomach?!"

"Because I want to help! You're out there - you're all out there all the time - and I'm sick of being helpless! I'm eighteen in six months! I've been training, practicing! I can do it if you let me!"

"Emília Sophia da Silva," there's fear in Lucie's spine, fear she hasn't felt since the eighth time one of them nearly died, fear she didn't think she knew how to feel anymore, not when the tenth passed and she had not recovered - fear that comes out as a snap and a shout. "You are /not/ getting more involved than you already are! You never should have been involved in the first place!"

"Well I am involved now! And you can't stop me! If you won't let me join your team, I'll just find someone else's!"

"Why can't you just be a normal child and stay safe?!"

"I stopped being a normal child the day I watched my father die!"

"And maybe we just want to give you a normal life! Just wait a bit longer! Until you graduate, until you find yourself at least!"

"I thought you of all people would understand!" Emi screams back, voice finally cracking. "And I know who I am! I've always known who the fuck I am!"

"You're seventeen! No seventeen year old knows who they are!"

"I'm /your/ daughter, aren't I?!"

Lucie freezes.

Emi watches her for a moment, before turning and fleeing. She leaves the door to the dining room open, but cracks the handle into the wall as she throws it to the side.

One, two, three...

A door upstairs slams shut.

Lucie burrows her head in her hands, and she screams in frustration.

She screams, and it becomes sobs, and Benito answers. He whistles, leaning on the doorframe, watching her cry.

Lucie takes a deep breath, wipes her tears, turns to him, "you heard that, then?"

"Well, yeah, I think the neighbors did too. You too really don't know how to be quiet, do you?"

"Not now, Benito," Lucie keeps herself in check better than she expected she could. "Not right now."

He comes over, sits down, picks up the brochure Emi had been favour and starts flicking through. It might have taken them all a few years, but he has learnt how to be quiet.

Lucie takes her time, hisses her frustrations through her teeth. Stupid child, foolish child, why can't she want things a normal child wants? Why can't she just want to go out to the club, get drunk, fall asleep on someone's couch and have to get to lectures in the morning?

"Why can't she be /safe/?" is the frustration she verbalises, the one at the root of it all.

Benito grabs another booklet, starts flicking through that instead, "she's your daughter."

"She's your daughter too," Lucie doesn't even have a pencil to hand, so she threatens him with a finger. "Fuck this. I'm getting wine."

She goes to move and fetch some, only for Benito to reveal he's been carrying some the whole time. She snatches the bottle, takes a couple of mouthfuls, and hands it back.

Benito uses a glass.

Faker.

"You know what I mean, though," Benito swishes his glass - and, ah, he just wanted to be dramatic. "She's grown up surrounded by this. Just like Luis isn't escaping the mob, she isn't escaping the Order."

"I just want her to be safe," Lucie gestures to her legs, to the scar peeking out from Benito's sunglasses, to the photo on the mantle where Jeffrey has a broken leg. "What sort of parents are we, that we can't keep her safe?"

"We were never going to," and Benito has shifted, taking on that quieter, reflective voice that Lucie hates because it means he has finally decided to talk sense. "The moment her father walked her into Pancea's office? She was never going to be safe again."

"She's going to die," Lucie whispers. "I'm letting my baby die, if I let her do this."

"And you're killing her yourself if you don't," Benito finally drinks some of the wine, almost two thirds of his glass in one go. "Pancea killed her father, the Order saved her mother, and gives her the chance for revenge."

Lucie is fairly sure it isn't about revenge for Emi, it's about the fact her parents keep going back into danger, and she's at home and helpless and...

And Lucie understands.

She does understand, she understands so well; she could have stayed away, Benito, Jeffrey, Diego and Luis could all have stayed away, but they didn't. They didn't, because still hunted they weren't safe. They didn't because the others were going, or because they couldn't live with not knowing, or because hunting the monsters makes those under the bed less threatening, or...

Lucie likes to think they joined the Order to save people, but she knows it's a lie.

They did it to save themselves, to save each other, and because when the world had decided they were nothing they /refused/ to accept it and they demanded to leave their mark.

"When did you start making sense?" Lucie asks, but she knows, she knows, and she knows why too.

"About when Abuelita kicked it into me," he laughs.

It wasn't.

It was with blood on his hands and screaming for help, it was in nights huddled under a closet praying nothing would hurt him, it was when the other cell in the city were wiped out overnight, and it was Benito who had to autopsy the corpses.

Lucie leans over as much as she can; Benito shuffles over, lets her rest her head on his shoulder.

"Sounds about right," she says, and she breathes, and continues. "Maybe it would be nice to have Emi close? Abuelita would like her to be able to come for family dinners."

"Exactly!" Benito's grin picks back up, and he gestures with his glass. "And nobody says no to Abuelita, not even in her old age."

"Oui," Lucie shuts her eyes, and sighs, and adds. "... I should go apologise."

"Finish the bottle first," Benito passes it to her. "Let Pizza Boy calm her down and Diego talk it through with her first."

He isn't a pizza boy, not any more - but its comforting, perhaps, how the nickname sticks.

She takes a glass this time. Benito half-fills it, and she takes the time to sip it.

Cheap shit, of course, because it's still fucking Benito.

#opq fanfic #opq emi #opq lucie #opq benito #alternate universe #lucie lives au #they'll sort it out I promise it'll just take a few hours for tempers to die first #Emi probably will be allowed to do stuff with them but only in the holidays and only 'easier' tasks #I haven't hashed that out yet but it'll be a lot of negotiating for everyone #because there's literally no solution where nobody's unhappy #I needed to full name emi so I looked up common girls names and surnames in brazil #and then just tried to make it sound nice #using her father's name as I think she'd rather keep it than need to pick between the player party's surnames #that'd imply favouritism towards one of her parents

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marchtomydrums · 2 years

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The Next Supreme

Cordelia Goode x Mina Venable x Reader

You walked into your room slamming the door behind you. Fresh tears fall from your face as you make your way over to your bed. You knew better than to leave class. You knew you'd be in trouble for your behavior but at the moment you didn't care.

This is bullshit you think to yourself. Sobbing quietly, as your brain replayed your Auntie Myrtle’s words. A knock on the door pulls you out of your thoughts.

“Go away!” you shout.

“Love. It's me. Let me in please.” the soft voice calls behind the large oak door.

You sighed waving your hand to unlock the door. The blonde steps into the room closing the door behind her.

Sighing she makes her way toward you.

“I curse the day your grandmother taught you how to lock doors.” she chuckles.

You grunt looking out the window avoiding her gaze.

“Your Auntie Myrtle tells me you left class early and caused quite a scene. Is that true?” she asked.

“Yep.”

“Why?”

“Because she's a liar!” you screamed.

“Volume sweet girl. I'm willing to talk but you will not yell at me.”

You sighed looking up at her with tears rolling down your face.

“She said that one of us will be the next Supreme. That when we do you will become weak. She said you will die. Is that true?”

The blonde sighs nodding her head slowly. “Yes.”

“That's what's happening to Fiona, isn't it? As you get stronger she dies?”

“Yes.”

You chuckled shaking your head as more tears fall.

“Why did you lie to me?”

“I didn't. I just didn't tell you yet.”

“Same thing! I’m not a kid any more mom. I’m 13! You should have told me.”

“Your right. I'm sorry. I should have had a conversation with you.”

“Aunite Mrytle said that I have the talents to be the next supreme.”

“I know she told me.” She says with a smile.

“Did she also tell you I told her to shove it up her ass?”

“Yes, she did. Luckily she understands the Influence your grandmother has had on you.”

She chuckles.

“This isn't funny mom!” you shout.

Cordelia sighs walking up behind you. “Being the Supreme is a great honor. If Myrtle sees it in you already that means you're truly gifted. It is extremely rare for a supreme to be succeeded by her own daughter once much less twice. You would be the most powerful supreme to rise.”

“I don't want it. Give it to someone else.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don't want to be the one that kills you..” you cry.

Cordelia sighs gently tugging you into her arms.

“Sweet girl listen to me. One day you or one of the others will rise and grow in power. And when that time comes my time will be done. It's not fast, it takes its time. But until then you and the others will continue to learn and practice until it is your time. That's the way it's always been.”

“But why? Why do I or any of them get that kind of power? To take your life. I don't want it, mom. I don't want to lose you... to kill you. Please. “

“Honey there isn't anything I can do to stop it. It's the way it's always been, love. “

“Well if it's me I won't take it! I refuse!”

“I'm afraid it doesn't work like that sweet girl.”

“If I am so powerful then it will,” you state Stubbornly.

Cordelia smiles shaking her head. “ You’re a stubborn child you know that?”

“She gets it from you dear,” Mina says as she walks into the room. Cordelia smiles at her as she looks back at you.

“ She’s right. You have a lot of me in you. Y/n I know it’s scary and sad. I know that you don’t want to lose me. But when the time comes that’s what will happen love. And the sooner you accept it the sooner we can enjoy the time we have left.”

You cried harder listening to her words. You knew she was right. You’d seen how Fiona has declined once your mother found out she was the next in line. You turned wrapping your arms around her neck as you cried. Cordelia sighs pulling you in close.

“I know my love. I’m sorry it’s like this.”

“I can’t lose you, mom. Please. You’re all that I have.”

“That’s not true. You have this coven. You have Mina. And I will always be with you. No matter what. I love you, baby.”

“She’s right little one. Even after your mother is gone I will be here with you. Right by your side.” She smiles through her tears.

“I love you.” You cried squeezing Cordelia tight.

After a few moments, you let go looking up at her. She gives you a small smile as she wipes your tears away. Leaning in she kisses your forehead.

“One day you will be the greatest supreme this coven has ever seen. And I will be there right beside you watching you lead these girls in every way possible. I want you to remember this when I’m gone. I will always be there watching over you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mom.” You cried hugging her once more.

You sighed as you pulled away from her falling into Mina’s arms.

“I love you, Momma.”

She smiles “ I love you too little one. Even though I don’t want to lose your mother either I can’t wait for the day to watch you lead this coven.”

Cordelia smiles as she pulls you both into a hug.

“I love you both so much. But now you have to go apologize to your Auntie Myrtle.”

“Aww really?” You asked looking up at her.

She nods her head.

“But..”

“Y/n you heard your mother,” Mina warns. You sighed grumbling as you walked past them.

The two women laughed “We definitely have our work cut out for us.” Cordelia chuckles.

Mina smiles pulling her in for a kiss. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

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I watched the Picard series finale

Going into this, I have chills 👀

Holy shit Seven looks hot as hell

AHHHHHHHH

She's so bad ass

Raffi my beloved 😍

Seven and Raffi looked at each other👀

Seven looks so done while the poor cook dude is explaining how his mom got sick and his brother got a hernia

"You got this." Just gonna think of her saying this whenever I feel like I'm struggling

AHHHH SHE'S ALL CAPTAINY AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW RAFFI HASN'T JUMPED HER😂

Oh shit

Jack is consumed by the collective 👀

The little smile Beverly exchanged with Jean-Luc

Worf: "And I will make it a threesome."

Will Riker: "Do you even hear yourself?" Oh my god😂😂 I'm dead

That look between Deanna and Will😭

If anything happens to either of them I'm gonna cry

Aw, Beverly is gripping that computer so hard

"I can no longer be your captain. I have to be a father"

Oh no

Does that mean he's gonna take Jack's place and die😭

Picard: "Beverly. Lead me to our son."

I'm crying "You did everything right." Oh damn 😭

OH SHIT VOX

Jack looks kinda awesome as Vox

OH SHIT

BORG QUEEN

I got chills

I am so creeped out rn

AHHHHHHHH

Raffi is Seven's number one

I'm so happy

The looks they keep sharing

I'm screaming with how they're finishing each other's train of thought

That poor Cook 😭😂

OOOOOOO SEVEN IS GIVING A SPEECH

I will fight under her

Raffi called Seven captain

Picard to Borg Queen: "You are not his mother!" AWWWWWWWWWWWW HE WON'T LET BEVERLY BE FORGOTTEN

Damn, this queen is bitter

HOLY SHIT

Oh no

Worf. He got zapped

Hope he still lives

"I had no idea it was that heavy." 😂

"We can't do this forever." Feels like she could be talking about more than their ship fighting

But I could be reaching

The way that Beverly fought so well and ruthlessly, and everyone turned slowly to look at her 😂

Beverly: "A lots happened in the last 20 years"😂

"Swords are fun." They really are

"no computer not even my daughter could navigate us through this." Love how proud he(Geordi) is of his kid

YEAH DATA!

Data: *tells them to trust him*

Also Data, seconds later: "Here goes nothing."

Deanna: "Wait what do you mean here goes nothing." Oh I'd hold on if I were you Deanna

The way Deanna is confused about why she senses enjoyment, meanwhile Data is living the dream 😂

OH SHIT

The earth is undefended 👀

Oh. Shit.

THE TITAN IS EXPOSED 👀

Sisters that assimilate together stick together (the La Forge sisters moving around the ship)

Seven's look of defeat 😭

Aw, the look between Saffi

Oh hell😭

"destroy the cube we kill everyone on there." Shit, Deanna is gonna need so much therapy

Beverly looks so freaking heartbroken I want to hug her 😭

"Will, the moment we fire, you'll have a minute at most." The emotion in her voice 😭

OH MY GOD

Oh MY GOD

OH MY GOD

OH. MY. GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

Damn, it hurts even more watching this knowing that if Will, Picard, Jack and Worf die, Deanna will feel it

Picard to his son: "If you won't leave, I'll stay with you till the end. You have changed my life. Forever." Oh damn😭

HOLY SHIT THE way Jack starts ripping out everything to save his dad

Will to Deanna: "I love you Imazati. We'll be waiting, me and our boy."😭

I'm sobbing

"I know where they are." oh thank God

I'm loving how Deanna goes to the console

Me at Jack: You're not alone, together we stand, I'll be by your side, and I'll take your hand. KEEEP HOOOOLDING OONNNNNNNN

OH MY GOD

Awwwww, Seven giving Sydney a hug😭

Pretty awesome looking armor jack is wearing 😂

Deanna and Will are adorable

Awww, three bros, chilling in spinny chairs

TO SAY I'M SCREAMING AT THE CLIP OF RAFFI, SEVEN, AND THE LA FORGE GIRLS IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT

I love how Worf is just snoozing away 😂

There's still like 22 minutes left, so plenty of time for something to go wrong, but I'm gonna bask in this brief moment of happiness

Oh my god

BEVERLY IS AN ADMIRAL

TUVOK MY BOY

AHHHHHHHH

Seven and Tuvok are talking

Acting Captain Seven of Nine: "I'm resigning from Starfleet." Aw😭

Aw, Shaw was a lil bit, kinda nice😭

Seven's crying 😭

My girl

AHHHHHHHH

Chills

Tuvok: "Resignation denied, Captain"

Raffi got to video chat with her grandbaby🥺

"Strangest thing. My son Gabe, wants me to meet my granddaughter." I'm sobbing😭

Worf leaked the info for her😭

Hell, I'm sobbing

So hard

AWWWWWWWWWWWW he's hugging her😭

Deanna is counseling Data😭

Wonder if he'll meet Daj

Deanna: "We've gone by our time over an hour. Again."😂😂😂

I love how Deanna is searching for beach vacation spots while Data is going on and on 😭😂

"Same time tomorrow?"

"Yes, yes. Can't wait." Oh she's dreading it a bit

"Still batshit?"

"Stop it." I love them 😂

I wonder if Picard is gonna join Laris wherever she is

"I miss that voice." So do I 😭

"Admiral Picard, Admiral Crusher" AHHHHHHHHH

Ah, Jack is joining Starfleet, I'm sure that'll be a wise and interesting decision

"This is all you son, I'm very proud." AHHHHH

I just slapped my leg so hard

"We know your aversion to fanfare."😂

OH MY GOD

She's beautiful (the ship)

"Out." 😂

"Thank you Number One."

"You're so very welcome, Captain." I. Am. So HAPPY

I AM SO HAPPY

SO HAPPY

Jack's the special counselor to the Captain 😂 this is great

Raffi: "Your first official act of command."

Jack: "Writing the opening line to your legacy, so then, what will it be?"

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

I WANT TO KNOW MORE

Beverly is so drunk😂

Worf has an adorable voice 😂

A different planet vs Orlando?😂 How random

Oh my god I'm screaming

They're gonna play poker!!!

*slams down on table* I fold OK?

So ... Is Laris just chilling in a restaurant, waiting on Picard? 🤔

Feels like they forgot about her

HOLY SHIT

HoLy ShIt

The way it's an old pic of Gates and Patrick 😂

I love that Q is still alive 👀

Oh, I'm screaming. Like so much

This was so good and idk what I'm gonna do with myself now.

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