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Surya's disciple
Anthony Bridgerton x Prince!reader (enemies to lovers)
Trigger warning: internalised homophobia,sexual innuendos (not proofread)
A/N: please note that I am not sure if everything is historically accurate and feel free to correct me if I got anything wrong. Also this fic takes place during the second season :)
I would like to apologise for my long hiatus. I had to take a moment after a rather nasty breakup and uni work piling up. That said I hope to be able to start writing for a bit again.
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You did not care for the cold,dampness that constantly filled the air. You missed how the sun felt on your skin but your father thought it would be best if you marry someone from England. By forming this alliance it would ensure that your dear country would not be affected if war or famine were to break out.
"Sir your father said not to wander" Viktor, struggled catching his breath as he ran after you,carrying over four different bags along with him. The older man had been like an uncle to you ever since you turned 12. He taught you how to be a man and for that you will be forever grateful.
"Viktor dont worry so much"
The poor man was starting to grow even more gray hairs. "Sir the queen will be waiting for your arrival. It will not be polite to arrive late"
You brushed off the man's consistent nagging and instead scanned the sad grey cobblestone paths lined with uniform looking shops and boutiques until finally you found something that caught your eye.
Monrich was rather mediocre compared to the royalty you were used to but your eyes wandered to a familiar figure that slipped into the club.
"Oh do not be so worrisome. I shall be quick. You can wait outside if you'd like my dear Viktor"
~*~*~*~*
It was a moment of weakness. Anthony had never seen himself as the lustful type at least not to the point of committing a sin as unforgivable as homosexuality.
The shame had eaten at him like a starved parasite. It was a one time thing. No one will know, India was a whole voyage journey away. He felt more soothed when he reminded himself of his anonymity. There were no strings attached so already his family's honour would stay intact.
That however did not help him with his other predicament of illogical want. It made no sense but he could not help but let his mind wander on late nights over his trip. He thought of the art,the food, the beautiful man that lay beneath him. His lips,the soft hands-
"Well if it isn't my good friend"
The sound of your voice sent Anthony's head into a swivel. Bloody hell.
For a moment his body felt frozen like one of Benedict's subpar sculptures. By the moment he managed to think against you had made your way across the room in swift graceful steps.
He clenched his hands into fists as he stared down at your remarkable face with disbelief and something that resembled fear. "What are you doing here?"
"What? I believe I am perfectly allowed to go wherever I please Mr. Benedict" Careful steps were taken.
The fox circled the helpless hare,making itself known to instill fear but it did not act.
He clenched his jaw and tried to still the millions of thoughts rising through his mind. Anthony had used a fake name during his late nights with you but it seems you had still managed to uncover his real identity. He supposed it was not wise to commit homosexual acts with royalty. They have enough power to find out about the smallest of things.
"Aw I was hoping you would be more excited to see me" your voice was mocking yet infuriatingly intoxicating.
"What is it you want?"
"Well if I could choose I would prefer to have you. Unclothed in-"
"Hold your tongue!" His eyes darted across the room. He felt relieved that the club was rather noisy today.
He took a step closer,searching your face for answers that you refused to give. This must be some kind of joke. "Leave. Now. What happened in India was a mistake"
You scoffed at Anthony's stern response but bowed rather mockingly. "Have it your way. It was rather pleasant to see you again Mr. Bridgerton"
Anthony watched you leave with hatred brewing in his stomach and something warmer. Perhaps it was fury.
~*~*~*~*~*
"I am so proud of you for finally coming to your senses brother" Daphne was very pleased with her brother for deciding to search for a wife this season.
"It is only practical. I am at prime age for producing an air" he spoke bluntly,his voice lacking emotion like it usually did.
"That can surely not be the only reason" his sister shit him a judgemental look. "If you are to marry someone they must be kind and make your heart race in the most amazing ways. They must have an embrace in which you feel warm and safe"
He rolled his eyes at Daphne's ridiculous romantic fantasies. "That will not be needed"
Someone whose embrace felt warm...why did your damned face come to mind?
The carriage shook as it came to a halt and Anthony adjusted his waistcoat. In order to find an eligible wife of good fertility he must look presentable.
~*~*~*~*~*
"How many siblings do you have?" he asked the rather lovely blonde woman who shyly hid her smile behind her fan. She was of good family name,educated and fairly good looking. He thought the woman was a good potent contender.
Then he felt a hand placed on his shoulder. "Mr. Benedict I did not expect to see you tonight. Was your mistress occupied tonight?" of course it was you.
"I do not have a mistress" he insisted but the woman had already made an excuse of her mama needing her.
His fingers flexed as he turned to meet your gaze ever so playful, a smug smile on your face.
Your grin faltered however upon being pulled aside by the taller man. Anthony dragged you to the balcony,away from prying eyes. You felt as if the wind was knocked out of you, as the man shoved you against the wall.
"How dare you! Have you not had enough fun nearly ruining my name at Monrich? Now you show to the queen's ball and you spout meaningless gossip over my name? If you were not royalty I would have challenged you to a duel" his grip on your shirt was firm yet you did not seem intimidated.
"My dear Anthony" you carried his name as if it were delicate porcelain "do not fret. I am not here to ruin your name. I am here to marry Princess Dahlia" Queen Charlotte's second eldest daughter.
"I see" his grip loosened but he did not let go. A long moment of silence passed. He could not help but notice the cupid's bow of your upper lip or perhaps he was just staring without reason. It amused you.
"Is there something you want Mr. Bridgerton?"
"Shut your mouth" he does not know what came over him. Perhaps he was going mad but he could not help himself. He leaned in and for a moment your lips met. It was hungry and desperate as he tried to fill his heart with something it so desperately yearned for. A longing that only you could satisfy.
Your hands lingered on the man's shoulders even as he broke away for air. "Enjoy your ball Mr. Bridgerton" you offered a polite bow and adjusted your turban before leaving Anthony on the dark balcony.
He watched you leave and instinctively reached out only to feel his hands were empty. How foolish of him. Yet another moment of weakness. He should make haste in his search for a wife before the poison on your lips kills him.
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Hi everyone! Thank you all for the lovely suggestions and support. Unfortunately I will be taking a hiatus since I am currently focusing on getting through my first year of uni. I will post again (starting with requests) once I am more settled into this big change :)
hi can I ask for Anthony bridgerton x male reader where the reader is a foreign prince
I love that idea! It might take me a second to get to requests but this is definitely going on the list and if anyone has any ideas of what country the prince should be from let me know in the comments. Thank you all for your patience :)
Let me know which ones you would prefer to see
Eloise Bridgerton x Scottish fem!reader
Benedict Bridgerton x Monarch male!reader
Benedict Bridgerton x Thief reader
Sophie Baek x Debutante fem!reader
I am so in love with the new season of Bridgerton! That said I will be taking requests for characters in the show (male and female) Especially Benedict (◍•ᴗ•◍)
The Singularity of you
Neteyam x Tipani!male reader (Na'vi reader)
Part 2 -> Part 1
Summary: You've been in love with the chief's daughter since you were young children but things take a strange turn when your chief forms an alliance with the Sully's by arranging a marriage between his eldest daughter and their eldest son,Neteyam,making him your sworn enemy.
Trigger warning!: mentions of arranged marriage without consent,hunting and death of animals,Neteyam is aged up to 20 (not proofread)
A/N: I haven't read the comics about the Tipani clan,this is all based off of fandom pages I've read so some things might not be completely accurate to the Tipani clan
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You let go and approached the Meer Deer with quick steps that developed into a light jog.
It writhed on the ground to which you kneeled,gentle hands caressing it's head. "Shh I know, I'm sorry" Taking out your blade you ended the creatures life so it's suffering would be shortlived. Your forehead pressed against it's own as you muttered a small prayer to eywa. "Thank you for your sacrifice,friend"
Neteyam had watched from the sidelines with gentle eyes and admiration. He had respect for your compassion yet fierce bravery.
With a grunt you lifted the body but it was larger than you expected. The man was quick to jump in and assist. "Allow me"
You clicked your tongue at his polite nature but accepted it nonetheless. You weren't stupid you knew there was no way you could carry the Meer Deer on your own.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
You were working on making new arrows for the clan,using the twine to carefully secure the blade to the feathered stick.
"Impressive" The voice had unfortunately started to become familiar to you.
"What do you want?" He had your sweet Uturu eating out of his hand along with every other girl in your clan yet he chose to spend time with a lowly hunter like you. It confused you. Was he just hovering near your presence to mock you? He was a constant reminder of everything you wish you could be.
"Nothing"
Your eyes narrowed,causing Neteyam's lips to quirk up. "Don't believe me?"
"Yes" you grumbled,averting your gaze. Your hands trembled and you let out an audible grunt as the twine became undone again. What was wrong with you? Usually this was an easy task for you. You blamed the laughter of your rival that was rather distracting.
Neteyam took a seat next to you by the firepit. He lifted his hands and they hovered over your own but never too close to make contact. That just made it feel so much worse. You felt as though you were being disarmed with the most gentle hands. "May I?"
You told yourself you'd punch him,teach him a lesson about bothering you and stealing the love of your life but instead you say still and reluctantly nodded. You didn't understand why.
Hands rested on your own making you flinch at the first moment of contact. You felt as if you'd been struck by lightning,the wave of electricity travelling through your entire body from your worn fingertips till your toes.
You watched as your hands were patiently guided by the man. He was just as silent as you for a moment. "See? Isn't it easier that way?" He showed you how his people tied the knots when preparing their arrows and to your annoyance it was much easier to use this method when it came to making more ammo for your quiver.
"No. It's not" You pulled away from his hands, putting an appropriate distance between you two.
Despite your denial it didn't stop the smug smile on his face. He remained seated but didn't attempt to move closer again, respecting your distance.
~*~*~*~*~*
"You rely too much on your defense. You must attack as well" you instructed as you departed with the young man. The chief has instructed you as a young successful warrior to reach him how your clan faught.
You were so focused on your little speech that you hadn't kept much of an eye on Neteyam's movements. He swept for your legs and you felt the breath being knocked out of you as you hit the ground.
"And you rely too much on your armour to defend you" he grinned crouching down to your form that lay in the damp soil.
With a scoff you grabbed him,using your body's momentum to pin him down in the dirt. "that's what it's for. It provided protection"
You frowned. There was an expression painted on Neteyam's face that you couldn't quite make out. It reminded you of how your baby brother looked at sweets before dinner. A yearning that was held back with restraint.
You cursed your wandering eyes,settling in the omitikaya's lips. They look so soft. You couldn't help but wonder how it felt like to kiss him.
In another beat you finally got up and put some distance between yourselves. You wished to understand the intense feelings that grew in the pit of your stomach
~*~*~"~*~*~*~*~*
The art of dance was a very romantic and important part of your clan's culture. The respected musicians strung their instruments and their voices created beautiful melodies as crowds of blue bodies danced with one another.
You saw the Jake Sully dance lovingly with his wife. It would be an endearing sight if you weren't all alone. The one girl you wanted to dance with was engaged to someone else so instead you opted to sulk and hand out wooden bowls of refreshing spring water mixed with fresh berries that made for a sweet drink.
An outstretched hand made it's way to your line of vision. You grumbled at the sight of Neteyam. "Came to gloat?"
Your question elicited an amused huff from him. "Actually I was going to ask you to dance"
You were frozen in stone. It was as if your head was underwater. You hadn't registered the the thud of the bowl to the ground as your grip went limp.
You came back to your senses when gentle hands took yours into their own. "Are you alright?"
Everyone stared. Dancing was a very romantic gesture. It didn't just mean I see you it meant I want you in the most natural way possible. It was improper for a bonded Na'vi to dance with someone that was not their mate. Neteyam might not be bonded to Uturu yet but their engagement made it pretty clear of what the future held.
You pulled away from his grip. "Show some respect" you glanced in Uturu's direction before storming off to the comfort of the forest,ignoring the man when he called out your name.
"I'm sorry" A heaving Neteyam showed himself eventually,tired from running after you. "It was not my intention to show you or your people any disrespect"
You raised an eyebrow at his response. He sounded so sincere and there was a sudden desperation in his eyes but you couldn't quite fathom why. "I don't need an apology. You should be apologising to your mate" you spoke more calmly this time but the venom on your voice remains.
He sighed and took a step forward, careful not to crowd you. "Uturu is not my mate and she will never be. We both agreed to tell our parents that we'd turn down the offer. She is not interested in me and neither am I to her" You'd think he was lying but how could you when his voice had such raw emotion.
"Oh. I see."
Another step closer. You felt overwhelmed by his presence so close to you but you made no means to step away. "Are you sure your parents will allow you to choose your own mate?"
His loving expression morphed into a more bittersweet one. "My mother married for love. I can only hope that she can convince my father to want the same for me"
You listened intently, subconsciously counting the bioluminescent markings on his face. They looked like stars. It's not something unfamiliar to you yet you thought that they looked so pretty on Neteyam. Maybe that's why you didn't move when he reached out his hand,letting it hover near your cheek. It was a request that he was urgently waiting for you to accept. You placed a hesitant hand on his cheek,your thumb caressing the markings on his face,allowing him to do the same.
"Is that what you want? To marry for love?" You asked,your gaze fixed on his lips which didn't go unnoticed by the taller man.
A small smile formed on his lips. "What I want is you"
The direct response caught you off guard and your gentle caresses came to a halt. It was at this moment that you had not been watching a close eye on Neteyam out of hatred but something completely and entirely different.
He leaned in his lips so close to yours but not touching. His hand moved down to your shoulder and you felt his grip tighten as if he was willing every ounce of restraint in his body to hold back,allowing you to take the lead. Unlike him you wasted no time your lips making contact with his.
The stars shone brighter than the sun itself and for once you felt truly seen.
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The Singularity of you
Neteyam x Tipani!male reader (Na'vi reader)
Part 1 -> Part 2
Summary: You've been in love with the chief's daughter since you were young children but things take a strange turn when your chief forms an alliance with the Sully's by arranging a marriage between his eldest daughter and their eldest son,Neteyam,making him your sworn enemy.
Trigger warning!: mentions of arranged marriage without consent,Neteyam is aged up to 20 (not proofread)
A/N: I haven't read the comics about the Tipani clan,this is all based off of fandom pages I've read so some things might not be completely accurate to the Tipani clan
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Neteyam's father would tell him stories about the history of the sky people,their greed ultimately always leading to their own destruction and downfall.
As a little boy he'd always felt sympathy for those characters regardless of their skewed morals but that faded as the young boy full of wonder turned into a fierce warrior.
"Little bro?" Lo'ak was devastated that they had to move again to avoid the harm that Quaritch promised to bring upon them and the Metikya clan. There was a young girl there,the princess of the sea. He had his suspicions that he had a crush of some sort. He was only 17 Neteyam was sure that his little bro would find someone else. Unlike him his siblings could mate for love. He wasn't as lucky.
"Don't" The boy pulled away from his brother's attempts at physical comfort,angrily wiping the floodgates that poured from his eyes,ears pulled back.
His dad kept his focus on the path ahead. He didn't say anything. He never did.
Neytiri took her eldest son's hovering hand in hers as they continued in their voyage to the deep forests of the east. He thought being in the woods would make things feel more like homes but the trees were unfamiliar and the woodland creatures looked different enough to stir an uncanny feeling inside the pit of his stomach.
It was a long travel. He carried a sleeping Tuktirey in his arms as his parents argued but he couldn't quite make out what they were saying.
They arrived before sunrise. Like a flash of lightning an arrow shot past him,missing the young man by a mere hair and landing on the damp soil of the pathway instead.
"We mean no harm" His dad negotiated with raised hands.
Neteyam instinctively tightened his protective hold on his baby sister who was stirred out of slumber by the commotion.
You stood not too far from them,bow and arrow ready. "Leave now. I won't miss next time" There was a territorial fire in your eyes.
"We wish to speak to your chief"
"And why would he speak to you?" Your words were daggers,piercings every optic nerve they could.
"Stand down" The voice made you freeze. Your jaw clenched but you reluctantly dropped your weapon,the flames in your eyes extinguished by an older man painted in white paint and lavish beaded jewellery.
Neteyam let out a breath he didn't know he was holding,his eyes tracking the angry young warrior that stomped off. You had a good aim he had to give you that.
"Forgive me. My people have been more...cautious with the current events happening"
"Don't worry I completely understand. Like I said to him we mean no harm. We need your help"
~*~*~*~*~*~*
You knew if the Sully's arrival. The toruk Makto family. Ofcourse your chief was thrilled about the offer of joining their clans forever by creating a bond between their eldest children.
Neteyam. You hated him before you even had a chance to put a face to the name. Uturu,your sweet dear Uturu was sweet as the honeysuckle that your clan occasionally feasted on for great celebrations. He did not deserve her. But you couldn't do anything. You were but a lowly warrior. You weren't special, you weren't Toruk Makto.
Your nails dug deep into the wooden table,splinters finding shelter underneath your fingertips. You took off your wooden chest plate,tossing it down on the worn furniture with a little too much force.
"Everything alright?" The foreign voice made your head swerve and you nearly fell upon seeing the man you hated most standing so close to you but a strong hand clasped over yours before you made an impact with the ground.
"Careful" he offered a polite smile. "Look I know we got off on the wrong foot but I'm not looking to make any waves so let's start over. I'm Neteyam,nice to meet you"
You froze,taking a moment to process what just happened which made the man tilt his head. Maybe he was just tired but he found your shocked expression a tad bit amusing.
His huff of laughter made you snarl. "You don't belong here. You don't even have armour. You're not real warrior" You had a heavy accent,your people known for preferring solitude and not as used to speaking English as the other clans.
His lips quirked upwards and he took a step closer,hovering over your furious form. "Really? Well unlike you I don't need to hide behind armour to fight for my people"
You saw red,ready to pounce but then you heard the familiar ringing of the bell signalling it was time for the grand feast.
Neteyam seemed interested by the unusual sound. "What does that mean?"
"Not your business" You grumbled,shoving your shoulder against his as you made your way to the communal space residing in the large tree.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The pairing to be of Neteyam and your dearest Uturu was announced during the feast and to your surprise your rival had spit out his soup.
Had he not known about the arrangement until now. You could hear the conflict of what must be the Jake Sully and his wife,Neytiri they called her. She seemed like a woman not to be messed with so you decided to look the other way but you couldn't help your wandering eyes when Neteyam got up to leave abruptly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
As if your luck couldn't get any worse you had the responsibility of teaching the eldest son ways of your people since you were one of the clan's best hunters and warriors beside the chief himself.
Your achievements that you once prided yourself in felt like nothing in the shadow of this stupid Sully's achievements. He was barely here for a day and girls in your village would follow him around,bring him gifts,offer to take over small tasks- it was infuriating.
"Follow or else you'll get left behind" You instructed harshly and to your surprise the man didn't respond to that. No witty retort this time it seems. Good.
"What do you do for fun around here?" The young man asked as you two tredged through the deep thicket of the woods with your weapons and armour as well as two other hunters.
"What?" You raised an eyebrow. Why was your mortal enemy so curious about your personal life? Is he trying to become your friend so he can betray you in the long run? Well goodluck with that. You weren't stupid.
"Most people find enjoyment in dancing or painting on rocks. Sometimes the children will go play by the nearby stream if the current isn't too high"
"I see" he nodded, actually listening to every word you said as if it were a precious truth. You wondered what was wrong with this man. "And what do you like to do?"
"Me?"
"Yes. You" Something about how you acted so surprised brought him amusement. Neteyam couldn't help but smile.
"I don't know" you muttered lost in thought. "I used to make up stories when I was young"
His ears twitched and his smile grew. "Is that so? Can I hear a story?"
You held back a scoff. "No"
A moment of silence passed and the two hunters behind you gave equally confused glances at one another hoping the other had answers for this strange interaction.
Your footsteps came to a stop as you noticed the faint smell of your dinner to be. There was a rustle in one of the bushes and you raised your bow.
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hii!! would you be willing to write neteyam x tipani!male reader? maybe they meet while hunting or something similar, and then have a sort or of rivalry that eventually turns into a relarionship
I love this idea! I am currently sick atm so there probably won't be anything out soon but I will be working on this suggestion :)
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Neteyam
When stars align
The Singularity of you
Part 1
Part 2
Varang
The sinner's bride (in the making)
When stars align
Neteyam x scientist!male reader
Summary: You've been studying your entire life to work at this program. You thought it was just for research but not everything is as it seems
A/N: Neteyam is aged up to 24 years old and this takes place in an AU where Jake died instead of Neteyam,leaving him as oldest child to take over the role of chief as they return to their old clan in the forest to bide time while trying to think of a plan.
Trigger warning!: mentions of blood,daggers
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You still remember the day your mom took you to the planetarium. Every planet was complex and uniquely interesting in its own way but something you've always been the most excited about was how other lifeforms lived on their own planets.
You studied hard to be part of this program having passed the entrance exams with flying colours and graduating early at the ripe age of 21.
It took 6 years to get here. Your mind felt in a haze and your limbs didn't quite work like they used to for the first two weeks you were awake but you were too excited to wait any longer.
"Don't even think about it" Dr. Owens warned you,her stern gaze seeing right through your nonchalant facade.
You raised an eyebrow in response. "I didn't say anything"
"Your face says everything" the older woman grumbled,wishing shed have been given a more cooperative lab assistant. "Your body is weak,still recovering from the travel. Going out there would be suicide"
"I know ma'am. I wouldn't dream of it I promise" you spoke earnestly with utmost respect.
"Good" the woman seemed more relieved upon your reassurance and she tied up strands of gray and brown to keep it out of the way during yet another repetitive experiment.
You personally didn't understand the point in travelling to a whole different solar system just to be cooped up inside,leaving an entire planet and it's mysteries unexplored but went against arguing. It would do no good
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"It's not fair" you complained to your mountain of paperwork. You stared longingly to the avatars who went out to explore the world beyond there cold steel walls. You couldn't help but envy them. It certainly sounds more interesting than admin work.
Work's been especially piling up as of late since Dr. Owens has fallen ill. The long travel took a serious toll on her meek creaking body.
You looked at one of the files with a sigh but the gears in your mind churned when you turned the page. This document held information about the soldiers trips.
Soldiers? Why are they sending out soldiers? You thought the Na'vi were peaceful.
Your heart dropped when you realised that this trip,all the resources that went into coming here. None of it was in the name of science. How foolish you had been.
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The trees outside shook in the relentless terror of the strong winds. You secured the oxygen mask over your face.
You had refused to work further on this project any longer and the colonel wasn't happy. You couldn't just return home. You knew too much.
The sun has yet to rise at this hour and the fresh rays of dawn played off of your features your mind only capable of focusing on your journey ahead despite the stinging pain in your chest. You should count yourself lucky that it missed your heart.
You hunched by the river,grunting as you stuck two fingers in the gushing wound in attempts to fish out the bullet.
The forest was so incredibly beautiful and terrifying all at once. Branches tugged at your uniform,it's large roots in the ground causing you to make a habit of stumbling.
You were scared of the night to come but your awe for the new possibilities overshadowed any doubt that formed in your stomach.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
You've been travelling for two days and although you have managed to hide from the Thanator in the safety of the trees your body was shivering from the damp icy nights. The light illuminating from the woodsprites serving as your only comfort.
Your sleep has been wavering yet you preservered and continued documenting your foundings of the animals,the climate,the plants and the red berries you ate last night that served as an unfortunate laxative. You wrote warnings about your company's intentions.
If you were going to die on this planet you might as well leave something for the next generation.
Your furious scribbling in your worn leather book came to a stop when you heard a rustle and a foreign language that you could somewhat understand. Dr. Owens ensured that all her assistants learnt the Na'vi language but you've been forgotten most of it already.
You watched from your save haven of the woven trees. There was two men and a girl,all with skin as enchantingly blue as the night sky. You leaned forward as you attempted to focus further on their conversation but your body was weak and desperate for a good night's rest.
You heard something about a hunt. That would explain the spears. You've never seen a real Na'vi in person before. How fascinating. You'd love to take more notes if you weren't starving. The smell coming from the girl's bag was familiar to that of fresh bread.
Your mouth watered and your stomach complained with a grumble. Maybe it's because you hadn't had a proper meal in two days but that bread was the only thing you could think about. So you made your move.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I almost had it!" Lo'ak complained as he carried the basket of fish that was caught entirely by his siblings.
"Relax little bro. You're improving" Neteyam laughed when his little brother tried to get out of his grip as he messed up the man's beaded locks. "Hey! Let go asshole"
Kiri joined in on the laughter,covering her mouth as if she was afraid that her smile might offend her brothers. "You're both acting like idiots. Mom said we should be back before dawn" she reminded but her moment of light-hearted giggles came to a halt as she felt a sudden tug and then a weight was lifted.
She took a second to understand that her bag was taken and no longer slung over her shoulder.
Neteyam, unlike his frozen sister and brother,sprung into action. "Hey! That's ours!" He took off after the thief.
He leapt over each tree's roots with ease,making it easy to catch up with your increasingly slow moving form. It took his adrenaline filled mind a moment to even realised that you were one of the sky people.
"Stop!" your running came to a halt eventually when he caught up enough to tackle your figure to the ground,sending you both rolling down the steep hill with grunts.
You barely had time to think of an explanation when a knife was held against your throat. "Did Quaritch send you? What are you doing here?"
You stood frozen but your eyes lit up with admiration and wonder. His eyes were like the first glimpse of sunshine.
"Wow"
Neteyam was confused by your reaction. Did you concussion yourself? He wasn't one prone to violence but he has to protect his siblings at all costs. As the new chief it's his duty to take care of his family and people.
"Why are you here?" His knife dug into your skin,leaving a light scratch.
"Well that's a funny story actually. You see it all started when I-" You winced at the light cut dealt by the weapon. You met his gaze,eyes hungry and filled with sorrow. You couldn't help but wonder why this man was so angry.
Neteyam's grip on the hunting knife loosened when he caught sight of your chest that was wrapped in makeshift,bloody bandages. "Are you running from someone?"
You gave a slight nod, hesitant about your movements. You'd prefer keeping your head intact.
His eyes trailed to the bag. "And you're hungry?"
Another nod.
"Don't kill him" The girl spoke up which made the taller man pause. He can't just leave you to run off. What if you tell Quaritch where their location is?
"Can you walk?" You nodded at his question. At that he got off you,keeping a watchful eye and an iron grip on your arm so you won't run.
"We'll discuss this with mom once we're back"
Neteyam's tone was stern but he never raised his voice.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Your body has endured a lot over the past two days. Bullet wound aside you have lost a lot of nutrients due to the starvation and loss of nutrients from the berry incident.
Your movements were too slow for Neteyam's liking and perhaps he felt a slight bit of pity for your weak form.
His movements came to a stop and he grabbed your trembling hand. Not out of fear but hunger. It made him frown. You must be starving.
He's never seen a sky person so vulnerable before. He was used to their merciless anger,leaving destruction in their wake.
"May I?"
You hesitated but you were wise enough to know that you wouldn't be able to walk much farther. "Uh sure. Thanks"
"Why am I always carrying everything?" Lo'ak complained to which his brother merely shook his head as an amused smile stretched across his face.
You kept yourself quiet as the man carried you on his back.
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Masterlist
I've been really into avatar as of lately but I can't decide on which fic I should write first :')
which fanfic would you like to see most?
Neteyam x scientist reader
Varang x fem!human reader
Neteyam x male na'vi reader (enemies to lovers)
As usual requests are welcome! <3
Stranger Things Masterlist
Will Byers
The way we once were
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
A/N: I'm open to writing for other stranger things characters and my request are open (◍•ᴗ•◍)
Major Masterlist
Can we have part two of love the adversity, please, thanks, I really liked how you were writing the story
I'm so glad that you liked it! And sorry about the late post this week's been crazy :')
Love thy adversary
Jordan Li x male!reader (Part 2)
Part 1
Summary: You were raised in a rather sheltered, conservative environment growing up so when it comes to the sex positive environment on campus you were highly against it. This causes you and Jordan to bump heads.
Trigger warning!: misgendering, slight miscommunication trope, cussing, religious projection (not proofread)
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"And then he cried like a fucking baby. Honestly I think I dodged a bullet"
Jordan always prided themselves in not getting involved with other people's shit but they found themselves unable to keep their temper when Skylar retold the story of last night's events.
"Do you ever stop talking?" their remark made his roommate's laughter die down. Their table fell silent for a short moment before someone finally decided to change the subject to next week's quiz.
Frankly they weren't paying much attention. They don't know why they were so on edge lately. Jordan brushed it off as them just being tired. They weren't able to sleep much last night after seeing you so broken.
Oh well. They can't really do much for you. They have more important things to focus on like making number one on the supe charts.
Despite that they felt as if they noticed you more often. Before you were a nobody now it felt like every where they turned on campus there you were.
You seemed quieter than usual though which was something that irked them. They almost felt like they missed your bullshit narrow minded blabbering,it was much more entertaining than seeing you so down in the dumps
~*~*~*~*~*
"Hey, asshole" There felt no bite to Jordan's words when they called you by the nickname. It was unusual.
You glanced up from your textbook, expecting another argument. "I know professor Brink declined my petition. Come here to gloat or something?"
She took a moment to think about it. As tempting as she found the idea of rubbing your loss in your face she decided against it. "Not really" Instead the woman took a seat next to you. Her jaw was clenched as she tried to think of a way to say this without having it come off as affection. "Look I don't like your perfect Texas Christian bullshit but...if anyone ever gives you problems for not wanting to sleep with them just come to me. Got it?"
You were surprised by their offer since you two weren't exactly known for getting along. "Are you flirting with me? Because if so the only man that has space in my heart is Jesus"
For a moment they just froze, obviously your retort was not the answer they expected. "Oh my god get over yourself. It's not cause I like you I just have morals"
Your dramatic ass gasp was slightly amusing but equally aggravating "You can't speak the lord's name in vain it's-"
"A sin,I know. Just shut up already" Jordan couldn't help but roll their eyes at your conservative ways. You were so narrow minded. "And by the way I'm not a man dickhead. Not all the time atleast."
Their last remark left you confused. The gears in your mind overworked themselves as you tried to make sense of that statement while absent mindedly finishing your lunch.
*~*~*~*~
After an incredible amount of nagging and pleading from Skylar and some of his other friends Jordan finally agreed to help his roommate and her teammates choreography accurate fight scenes for their project but only because Skylar and Cate were close and he considered Cate as a close friend.
"You're flinching before she even hit you and you,you need to put more effort into your punch. Right now it just kind of looks sad. Come on from the top"
Everyone groaned as they got back to their previous positions in the beginning of the scene. "He's working us to the bone" One of your teammates complained.
"She's not a he" You proudly 'corrected' your teammate. You were so perplexed by Jordan's reaction the other day that you took it upon yourself to do your own research. Unfortunately you have mistaken them as a trans woman.
Jordan frowned but was quick to retort. "Well I'm more of a man than you'll ever be" Everyone on campus knew they were bigender. They knew you were narrow minded but this was too far even for you.
"No need to get hostile. There's nothing wrong with being a transgender" Your smile was meant to be supportive but it came off as the only further motivation that the man needed that you were mocking him and intentionally being a bigot.
"Evelyn I think you might need a proper demonstration of the scene"
The befreckled woman opened her mouth to protest but words failed to form and she was quick to step off set when she saw the angry fire burning within his eyes.
Jordan faked an uppercut with perpetrator 1 and then did a leg sweep and used the prop to hit another fake blow to perpetrator 2. He did the movements with such ease,not even breaking a sweat. His movements only became determined when he got to you, perpetrator 3 written in white paint over your plain black t-shirt.
It happened so fast you weren't even able to register that Jordan had used their powers on you until you were sprawled against the indented decor wall like a wet spider,gasping for air.
"Jordan!" He was too furious to listen,slow deliberate steps were made towards your slumped figure.
You felt gentle hands tilt your chin up to look at them but you were struggling to make sense of the world around you. The bright stage lights shone behind the ethereal figure, convincing you that this could only be an angel. Was the rapture already happening?
"God? Is that you?" You reached out,holding the person's hand.
"What the fuck?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Perfect,just fucking perfect. Just before the voting for the hero board your weak ass had to get concussed. Jordan wasn't sure if even Professor Brink would be able to get them out of this one.
"What the fuck were you thinking??"
"He was looking for shit. Besides I'm helping him now aren't I?" They complained,carrying your limp form in their arms as him and Skylar rushed to the infirmary.
Despite their tough front Jordan would be lying if they said they didn't feel slightly guilty but how were they supposed to know that your twink ass would be so weak?
Skylar stopped chewing them out by their fourth visit to the infirmary that they made in between class lectures. Jordan decided to eat their lunch by your bedside in the nurse's office while they waited for you to regain your senses.
They found it hard to eat when they were having an internal argument with themself about if what they did in the name of justice was too far.
Their head shot up when you finally stirred awake. Your eyes searched the room. "You're in the infirmary. You got a concussion" Jordan explained,answering all the questions they saw forming in your head before you could even speak them out loud.
"Listen I'm sorry I went too far but maybe don't be a transphobic ass next time. I don't care what your beliefs are; you're allowed to think what you want but just keep it to yourself"
Your brows furrowed,your confusion only growing. "What in the world are you talking about? I correct someone when they're misgendering you and you fricking fling me against a wall?? You really are a di-fficult person"
Despite their surprise to your outburst Jordan couldn't help the slight delight they took in your self restraint from calling them a dick. "The hell are you talking about? Don't play dumb you know you were misgendering me in front of everyone. I mean genuinely isn't this a bit low even for you?"
You were stunned but finally it clicked. "You're not a trans woman?"
Ironically enough at this same moment Jordan also realised they must've misunderstood the situation. "No dumbass. I'm bigender" Judging by the looks on your face you've never heard of that term.
"Is it rude if I ask what's bigender?"
Their lips quirked up at the pleasant surprise of your openness. "Ofcourse not" She tried to think of a way to explain it in simple terms. "Bigender means you feel like two genders. For example sometimes I feel like a guy and other times I feel like a girl. Does that make sense?"
"Not really"
They sighed audibly. How could someone so stupid look so endearing? "Okays well tell me which part is confusing for you. I'll explain"
~*~*~*~*~*
Ever since the misunderstanding Jordan must've felt guilty since they were adamant on ensuring you had a smooth recovery even though it was just a concussion. You should be fine after two days of rest.
You were monitored by the nurses for the first 24 hours but by the second day you were allowed to rest in your dorm. You were thankful since you weren't fond of the hard pillows and thin blankets in the infirmary.
Jordan would occasionally stop by to make sure you were alright. "The nurse said no screens"
"TV doesn't count" You complained when they turned off the TV.
"Yes it does" Their grin faded rather quickly and they avoided eye contact again. "I'm sorry about what happened the other day"
"That's literally the third time you've said that. Geez it's fine stop apologising"
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Love thy adversary
Jordan Li x male!reader
Summary: You were raised in a rather sheltered, conservative environment growing up so when it comes to the sex positive environment on campus you were highly against it. This causes you and Jordan to bump heads.
Trigger warning!: cussing,religious projection,slight homophobia,mentions of sex (not proofread)
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Jordan ran a hand through their hair in an attempt to keep their need for sleep at bay.
Prof. Brink had them wake up early this morning to help prepare the power point since the old man had accidentally deleted the already composed one. The lesson started in an hour so this was an emergency. Despite her tiredness she didn't mind helping him. He was like the father she never had.
"Id like to speak to Prof. Brink" They looked up to see you and an audible sigh left them. "He's busy right now. Come back later"
"He's been blowing me off all week. I made an appointment you know" they rolled their eyes. They didn't have time for complaints. They were too tired for this.
"Look I don't know what to tell you. He's busy right now. Come back some other time ok?" He switched to his male form like he usually does when he tried to make a point. Jordan found that people were more likely to listen to him when he was in his male form but you seemed stubborn as ever.
"Can you atleast tell him I was here. It's about the petition" They shrugged and wrote it down in messy handwriting but the mention of a petition made them freeze. They've heard about some crazy prude trying to enforce a stupid rule about no sex on campus. "You realize that regardless of what the rules say people are gonna fuck on campus,right?"
"Im not stupid I know that but the rules will lesson the amount of people having intercourse. People will get stds if they keep acting so recklessly"
"Intercourse? Jesus just say sex" He couldn't help but be slightly amused by your reaction.
"It's a sin to swear"
"Sex isnt a swear word you know?" As annoying as you were they found the way you stood like some botched robot entertaining.
"Just go. I dont have time for this shit"
~*~*~
Jordan has long since forgotten about that strange interaction.
"Being a hero doesn't just require strength. Take the seven for example. They are able to save so many people because they know how to work together and enhance each other's strengths" Brink was a wise man. He covered all his bases when it came to be a proper hero,it's one of the things Jordan admired about their professor.
"Jordan will you hand these out for me please?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
They hated the idea of having to work with other people but Prof. Brink made it very clear that despite being his favourite student Jordan wouldn't get any special treatment.
They greeted their roommate with a grunt,tossing their bag on their desk before flopping onto the bed. The hero-to-be was beyond tired.
"I thought we could do something like a modern little women"
They only looked in Skylar's direction when they heard a familiar annoying voice. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
You rolled your eyes. You and Jordan didn't exactly get along to be honest.
"Relax,he's just here to help me out with a project" Skylar reassured,aware of how much her roommate hated you. It wasn't exactly a mystery since Jordan would rant about you in frustration quite often.
Despite their reluctance to have you in their room they decided to just keep to themself and doomscroll on their phone.
"Ah shit my package is here. Give me one second" the fair haired girl had a tendency of ordering too many things online which you usually didn't mind but you weren't to keen on being left with the asshole secretary of Professor Brink.
The silence that fell over the room felt almost suffocating. You tried to just ignore them but eventually your stubborn need to win got the best of you. "Brink accepted my petition by the way so it wasn't as stupid as you said"
Jordan couldn't help but roll their eyes. "Yeah? well he asked me to throw it in the shredder after" They don't understand why but seeing your brows quirk upwards in surprise was a pleasant sight to see.
They hated how despite how infuriatingly close minded you were you still peaked their interest. "Why do you even care? You mad you can't get laid?" They made their way towards you.
You scoffed,trying to avoid your racing heart when she placed her arms at either side of your chair's armrest,caging you in. "I'm celebate by choice"
"Yeah sure you are" She leaned in closer. "You're telling me you never thought about fucking someone" Jordan took a pause as they switched to their male form. "Or fucked by someone. Depends on your preference" He smiled ear to ear,smug as ever.
You were so easy. For a person who preached about traditional Christian values you sure got all flustered at the mere mention of sex. Jordan couldn't help but find it entertaining. They've never met someone with a stick so high up their ass.
"I assure you that the only thing that'll be entering me is the holy spirit" You eventually managed to stammer out.
"Okay fine" Jordan stood up straight and decided to leave their dorm for lunch.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
You liked Skylar. You admired how she always had the right thing to say in conversations. She was a charismatic genius and someone you were proud to call your girlfriend.
"Hey I need the dorm to myself tonight"
Jordan prided themself in not being nosy but they knew of the thing that's been going on between his rival and his roommate. "Why? You genuinely think something's gonna happen with that prude?"
She shook her head. "Don't be an ass Li" Skylar trailed off,her eyes ridden with lovesick optimism. "We've been talking for a month. I know he's a bit upright but I think tonight might be the night"
Although he fair haired girl seemed so sure Jordan didn't exactly think the same but who were they to burst her bubble. "Fine. Till when do you need?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hey honey" You frowned as she paused the movie. "Yeah? If you're confused I can explain the plot" You were happy to explain your favourite show to the fair haired girl but she smiled and shook her head.
"No no I actually thought we could take a break from the movie" You raised an eyebrow. "Uh sure. Wanna go for a walk or something?"
"No I thought we could stay right here" She kissed you once,twice. The gentle kisses continued as her hand trailed up your thigh at a slow pace but it still made you pull away completely.
"What are you doing?" You frowned. "Oh my God do I have to spell it out for you?? I want you to fuck me" Skylar was starting to lose her patience.
"Oh" you froze,taken aback by the outburst. "Sorry I'm waiting for marriage"
Your answer only seemed to make things worse.
~*~*~*~*~*
Jordan checked their watch. it was around 1am. Skylar should be done with her little "date" right now.
They paused in their steps when they heard yelling. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! Are you gay or some shit?!"
Well alright then. They weren't exactly interested in getting into a fight so they begrudgingly waited outside.
Fortunately the arguing quieted down in less than ten minutes and you left the room soon after that.
"Well if it isn't the hypocri-" They paused when they felt two desperate arms wrap around them,your face pressed against their chest and dampening their shirt in the process.
Were you crying? Why? And why are you hugging them? They frowned but hesitantly wrapped their arms around you. They had no words but they felt a strange need to comfort you even if they didn't know how. "It's uh it's okay"
They awkwardly patted your back with stiff movements,waiting for your sobs to turn into uncomfortable silence.
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Part 2
After watching the first season of gen V (no spoilers please!!) I love Jordan so much so I'd like to write some headcanons for them and maybe a fic or two if I get requests. That said which headcanon would you prefer to see?
Headcanon ideas:
Jordan x teachers pet reader
Jordan x himbo frat bro
P.S: unfortunately for some reason my Tumblr is kinda of broken and won't let me do polls but let me know in comments which ones you would prefer or give suggestions if you'd like :)
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