never ceases to amaze me that you can make $200k a year doing a fake email job but people who take care of animals and old people make maybe $2 above minimum wage. sick society
a/n: thank you so much everyone for the likes on my last post!!! iâm trying to get back into writing as a hobby, and seeing that people enjoy what i make brightens my day đ!
1.7k wordsâ this story is written with fem pronouns and with a female reader in mind! itâs based on the episode âkyoyaâs reluctant day outâ but just including you as the li! he is also very ooc here, you just really grind his gears lol (this is also a oneshot, but if u guys have any ideas for a pt. 2 lmk!! content below the cut đ)
kyoya rubs his eyes and runs a hand through his hair. âtamaki will pay for thisâŚâ he grumbles to himself, putting his hands on his knees and sitting up. just then, haruhi and y/n walk up, chatting happily about all the different shops in the mall they wanted to visit during the expo. haruhi stops and points with a quizzical look on her face. âsenpai? what are you doing here?â she says, with y/n beside her, also looking somewhat confused. y/n was her friend from middle school, so she had no idea who this âsenpaiâ was to her friend. however, she did notice his handsomely cool appearanceâ he seemed so unapproachable, in a cute way. âtamaki and the others snatched me out of bed to attend this âexpoâ, he said. anyways, whoâs your friend? iâve never seen them, so they must be a commoner like you.â he states bluntly, a disinterested look plastered all over his face.
âhow crude is this rich prick?!â y/n thought to herself. their first meeting, and he was already so standoffish? she truly hoped she didnât have to spend the rest of their time at the mall with him. haruhi spoke then, breaking her out of her thoughtful trance. âthis is my friend, y/n. we attended middle school together!â she then turned to y/n and gave a brief introduction of kyoya. y/n spoke up, hoping to knock the rich kid down a peg. âootori? never heard of it⌠maybe his family isnât as well-known as he claims!â she says with a slight snicker to herself, hiding her giggle behind her hand and feeling accomplished. however, that feeling was short-lived as kyoya retorts, âwell, itâs no surprise you donât know who my family is. we donât typically cater to those of⌠your class.â he says plainly, as if it was natural to speak to people of a different class so rudely. y/n is naturally taken aback by this, a small sound of surprise escaping her. she grumbles and steps closer to haruhi, latching onto her arm as he converses with her friend.
âanyways,â begins kyoya, dismissing the previous conversation with a wave, âthis is perfect. those morons forgot to grab my wallet when they were kidnapping me, so at least this way i can⌠peruse the selections they have here. haruhi, your wallet?â she looks at him with a blown expression, immediately frustrated by the boldness of her senior. âsenpai, seriously? i donât have all that much on me⌠and iâm still saving up to pay the club backâŚâ *she mutters.* âoh, not to worry, haruhi. tamaki will reimburse you tenfold.â *he says through gritted teeth and with a grumpy expression.â y/n internally sighs, silently facepalming as she dreads having her time spent with her friend soiled by the antics of this out of touch rich kid! âat least haruhi benefits from thisâŚâ she muses silently.
the three go around, looking at the different offerings from all the stalls. itâs no surprise kyoya knows all about the quality and legitimacy of each item. his vast knowledge is impressive to y/n, and she considers complimenting himâ briefly. âhe wouldnât need or appreciate a compliment from a commoner like me...â she thinks, a scowl plastered on her face while she thinks to herself. kyoya notices this and points in her direction, a confused look falling onto his features. âerr, haruhi? is your friend⌠well?â he asked. y/n realized that her true feelings were showing all over her face! darn, she never was the best at hiding them⌠âah yes, iâm fine. thank you for your concern, ootori-san.â she shook her head and spoke briefly, giving him a small bow. âhow quaint,â he thought. âthe girl can show manners, it seemsâŚâ he allowed himself to get lost in thought about this quizzical girl, but at that moment, haruhi clapped her hands together and exclaimed, âitâs lunchtime, right? letâs go eat something. senpai, you can choose where we go!â she says happily, hoping to ease the tension between the two. she could feel her friendâs frustration with the boyâs actions, and though she wanted them to escape, she also knew she was indebted to the club. it was a lose-lose situationâŚ
a deadpan expression falls over haruhi and y/nâs faces, the realization of where they were eating settling in. âsenpai, how did we end up here? i couldâve gotten us something a *little* more expensiveâŚâ she muses, a wince splayed across her face. the three stood at the cashier station at wcdonaldsâ in kyoyaâs perspective, it was the commonersâ specialty. âno matter, haruhi. iâve always wanted to eat⌠fast food, is it? anyways, today seems to be the day. what do you all get here? do they have a chefâs special?â he asks earnestly, perusing the menu with a cool look on his face. just then, y/n canât help but laugh, and a few giggles escape her. she quickly slaps her hand over her mouth, and tears of laughter begin to prick up in her eyes. âwhat is so funny?â he asks. âitâs just that⌠youâre so out of touch, ootori-san!â she smiles, the genuine laughter taking over her. âa chefâs special? you really must not know anything about commoners!â she says in a teasing manner, bent over with laughter. she realized that this guy wasnât the smart know-it-all he claimed to be, and if being a commoner gave her an advantage over him, she would take it.
kyoya was immediately embarrassed, turning his face away from the girl and scoffing. âout of touch? how insolentâŚâ he says. but deep inside of him, a small flower started to bloom in his chest. he realized she looked pretty when she smiled. that was a very intriguing notion, in its own way. kyoya ootori wasnât one for anything but business and analytics, let alone some disrespectful, ill-mannered commoner girl. he grumbled, waving her off. âjust order, haruhiâŚâ he said, walking over to a free table and slumping in the booth. no way he would let this poor girl best him! he was determined to prove his betterness over her, even if he wasnât sure why. the girls returned with the food, gently placing the tray on the table. it was soggy-looking, and shoddy at best. nothing like the meals he was used to being served at home.
âgood enough for you, ootori-san?â asked y/n, her sarcasm obvious. she knew he wasnât used to anything of this caliber, and she wanted to see just how far he was willing to go to prove himself âinâ with the regular folks. he grimaced, picking up what could barely be called a âfry,â and brought it to his lips. âof course, itâs fine for me. iâm not some privileged brat who has no idea of the world.â he said haughtily, chomping down with a huff. âtastyâŚ!â *he said through gritted teeth, a smug smile on his face. at this, y/n guffawed, a raucous laughter taking over her body. âno way! i totally thought you wouldnât eat it! youâre bolder than you look, ootori-san!â she said with a nod, giving him a thumbs up. haruhi simply smiled, happy to see her friend relaxing in the presence of her senpai. kyoya, confusedly, was still trying to tamper down the âfeelingsâ that he began to have for y/n.
after the fiasco they had for lunch, the three set off to go see more stalls and do more shopping. however, kyoya stops in his tracks, causing y/n and haruhi to collide into his backside, the two of them letting out a small oof. y/n rubs her head, letting out a small grunt of complaint as haruhi walks around him, trying to see what the matter is. âsenpai? whatâs the problem?â she asks. he merely walks up to the older woman at the booth in front of him, grabbing the beautiful bowl she was looking at. âthis is an excellent recreation⌠i mean, even down to the signature brush strokes used. looks just like a genuine komatsu.â he says bluntly, turning the bowl around in his hands before staring at the salesman, whose eyes are blown and mouth wide in shock. he stutters for a while before finally spitting out, âw-whatever do you mean? iâll have you know, boy, that this is a genuine, bona-fide komatsu! i have the certificate and everything!â haruhi and y/n look between themselves at the small display. even in the short moments y/n had known him, he didnât seem like the type to be so⌠bold! they only watched on in silence, and y/n felt admiration rising in her chest, causing her cheeks to heat up. she couldnât have a crush on the cold rich boy, could she?
their one-sided bickering continued for a minute until kyoya pulled out his trump card. âwell, if you insist. my family has dealt with the komatsu family for decades, so calling them and verifying the legitimacy of this work would be no issueâŚâ he said cooly. not a trace of a bluff existed in his voice, and you could just tell he stood behind what he was saying. y/nâs heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest from the sheer tension! finally, the scamming salesman snatched the bowl from him and muttered something, slamming the âclosedâ sign down on the table. kyoya had won the battle! he chats with the old lady, and haruhi and y/n chat amongst themselves. y/n notices something peculiar and speaks up once kyoya walks back over to the two, her voice holding curiosity. âwell, ootori-san, how did you know that woman was the wife of that famous ceo? you couldnât even tell she had a ring on from where we were standing, at first⌠there was a flag in the way!â she said, her smile growing bashfully. âyou must be kinder than you let on, ootori-kun.â she beamed up at him from behind haruhi, and she noticed the change in attitude in her friend.
âthatâs a very intriguing notion in its own way, senpai!â haruhi says with a chuckle, looking between the two. kyoya was keeping his contentment with y/nâs compliment low-key, his smile only a half smirk. he opts not to respond to her whole comment, not wanting to seem all sappy and soft-hearted. âiâm only doing whatâs best for the family business, after allâŚâ he says wistfully, in his normal, snooty-adjacent tone. however, the seed was planted, and the flower of love only grew. it seemed this day out wasnât such a waste, after all. hmph!
a/n: this idea came to me while watching panty & stocking on nye with my friend!!! i totally think bakugo would pair so well with a monotone cutieâs personalityâ like stocking !! my 1st story back⌠lmk if u guys like!! happy new yearss (content below the cut!)
headcanons:
he knows (and is afraid) of your hunger pangs; he will literally drop everything heâs doing in the middle of homework/exercise to bake you a snack or smth
is in awe of your raw angelic power and how badass you are when wielding it! super proud of your skills and will boast to anyone he meets that he has a badass angel for a gf.
constantly asking to make sure your stockings are working properly; will fix them up along with his gauntlets in his free time! also likes to suggest new colors and designs for future stockings!
heâs the fire to your ice; heâs always sticking up for you and helping you communicate with others when youâre struggling with connection!
summary: shoko and geto have noticed that gojo has become more... clumsy around one of the underclassman, and take it into their own hands to solve that problem.
warnings: afab! reader, she/her pronouns used, y/n is a bit oblivious lmao
shoko lights her cigarette, eyes on her best friends playing basketball on their break. satoru's glasses lay on her nose, suguru's jacket next to her. suguru was currently up five points, but satoru was slowly closing in. they only had a few more minutes until their break ended and they would have to go to class, and satoru was dead set on winning.
after a successful lay-up, satoru begins to whistle, "ya' losin' it, suguru!"
suguru passes the ball to satoru passed the three-point line, rolling his eyes. "you're just lucky, satoru." he huffs out, smiling.
"good job, satoru!" shoko lazily calls, grinning at his boosted ego.
satoru dribbles the ball a few times, now only three points away. as the two play around, you walk up to shoko on the bench, carrying your weapon's case, greeting your friend, "good morning, shoko. what's up?"
she glances over to you, smile on her face again. "hey, y/n. nothin', just watching them play. you got training soon?"
"yeah, yaga asked see yuu, kento and i on the field. he wants to see how we've been progressing." you say, fixing your collar. you glance towards the boys. "they're pretty good, huh?"
she nods her head, taking the cigarette out of her mouth to blow smoke away from you. she then calls out, leg over her knee, "suguru, satoru! look who's here!"
suguru turns to you briefly, sporting his calming nature and smiling gently. "morning, y/n!" he calls, turning his attention back to satoru, who's turning his head hastily to you.
"hey..." he mumbles, giving suguru the chance to steal the ball and shoot a three, effectively winning the game. satoru glares at his best friend. "hey! cheap shot!"
"pay attention next time, satoru." suguru jokes, catching the ball as the bell rings. he collects himself, walking towards shoko and you. satoru dejectedly follows after, crossed arms.
shoko tosses the boys their things before standing up. you hum out, jutting a thumb to the field as satoru and suguru came closer, "actually, principal yaga asked me to bring you guys. somethin' about an examination?"
"oh right, thanks." suguru says, feeling satoru standing behind him, watching from over his shoulder. he steps to the side, raising a brow. "what are you doing?"
"nânothin'..." satoru replies, hands in his pockets as he looks away, sunglasses over his eyes. "hey, uh, y/n, how was your break?"
you blink at him, offering your kindest smile that makes his heart pound. "it was good, i spent the whole time dragging kento with yuu and i around for lunch." you say, shrugging your shoulders, "thanks for asking, satoru."
"yeah." he replies, clearing his throat.
shoko amd you begin to walk towards the field, where both nanami and haibara are waiting with their weapons. yaga stood by, talking to them. meanwhile, suguru squints at his best friend.
"what's up with you?" he whispers out, elbowing satoru, "you're acting weird."
"no i'm not." satoru scoffs, rolling his eyes. he tries to look away all nonchalant, but fails.
"is it y/n?" suguru asks, watching how you and shoko talk amongst each other. satoru watches as well. "did you do something to her?"
"you think i did somethin'?" satoru gasps in disbelief. suguru smiles. "why is that your first guess?"
"oi, y/n!" suguru calls, making satoru punch his shoulder harshly. you turn to them. "did satoru do something to upset you?"
satoru wants to destroy suguru after he says that, feeling as if his world is coming crashing down. you raise a brow and shake your head slowly, unsure of why he was asking.
"'course not." you reply, falling into step beside satoru. shoko taps her cigarette as suguru nudges her elbow. "why do you ask?"
"satoru acting strange to you?" he goes on.
"well, he did smash the flower pot yuu gave me when he walked me to my dorm." you explain, "but its fine, i ended up getting a new one."
satoru cringes at the memory of last week, and how you looked upset at the plant you were growing. he hastily bought you more seeds and you accepted them gracefully.
"is that so?" suguru mumbles out quietly, side-eying his best friend. satoru looks at the ground.
it isn't long until you reach your destination and the lesson starts. when it's your turn to go up against nanami, satoru watches you intensely. he watches your every move, and how you maneuver around the field with your weapon. you and nanami are evenly matched at this point, just as you both are with haibara.
"what do you think of the them?" yaga asks his older students.
"they're so cute." shoko chuckles, watching how haibara cheers the both of you on from the sidelines.
"they'll start going on solo missions soon." suguru states, leaning back as he sits down on the step. he glances at satoru. "you're invested."
"yeah? so what?" the white-haired male scoffs, crossing his arms, "i'm just watching."
"watching y/n?" suguru giggles under his breath.
"i am not watching y/n!"
he says that a little too loud. so loud that you instinctively turn to look at them as your name is called, and nanami sees his opening.
the match ends with him getting the slip on you after that.
you sulk back to the seats with your opponent in front of you. satoru blinks and stands up, jogging to meet you halfway.
"y/n! i'm sorry, i didn't mean to, uh, distract you..." he tells you, waving his handswith his apology. you look back at him, pout still on your lips. he falters, dropping his hands. "you... were still great out there."
"ah, thanks, satoru." you sigh, rubbing your shoulder as you sit down beside him with suguru on his other side.
satoru is kicking himself for making you lose your match, but suguru can't help buck snicker at it.
later, class has ended and its time for missions. everyone gathers in one of the classrooms, yaga standing at the front.
"suguru and nanami." he reads out, "you two are heading to a construction site in the south. take these reports and head off as soon as possible."
nanami takes them from the teacher's hands and shows suguru. the older boy reads it, eyes suddenly looking towards his best friend.
"good luck on your mission, satoru!" he chimes, smirking at satoru's red face. his friend flips him off in return.
nanami follows after geto shortly, leaving the room.
yaga clears his throat, "haibara, you'll be visiting the kyoto school to check in with the teachers there. they've requested the help of our school to deal with some missing cursed weapons."
haibara nods his head, fixing his uniform as he stands up.
"take l/n with you." yaga adds on.
you stand up as well, smiling at haibara and reading the report together. satoru blinks, watching as haibara nudges against you to get closer, letting you see the papers easier. he clicks his tongue. 'bad luck...'
"shoko, satoru. you'll be going to visit a high school south of here. suspected of harbouring grade 1 curses and holding some students hostage." yaga explains, but satoru keeps looking at you, "we don't known how many have been injured. make haste."
satoru makes his way to the exit when shoko holds up her hand. "actually, can i go with haibara? utahime and i have some things to discuss." she explains.
yaga, not looking too bothered by the idea, responds, "that's fine by me. haibara and shoko go to kyoto, and l/n and satoru."
shoko sends a sly wink to her friend, making satoru look away with furrowed brows. those two were always scheming! but he couldn't help but feel grateful, now being able to sit beside you on the train.
"after this, do you want to get dinner?" you ask him, looking down at your phone. satoru blinks at you. "it shouldn't take long since you're here, right? so i say we go to that thai place shoko mentioned."
"you wanna go with me?" his voice cracks as he points at himself. he blinks behind his glasses and you chuckle, making his face burn with embarrassment.
"of course with you, satoru. shoko told me that you enjoyed that place, so we might as well go after we're done." you reply, tilting your head, "and you're my favourite senior, after all."
he swears he's unable to focus the rest of the day. he's sloppy when taking down that high-level curse, and you have to snap him out of it a few times by calling his name. hell, you saved him twice when he mindlessly attacking, his mind doing re-runs of you telling him he was your favourite senior.
"satoru!" you shout, deflecting an attack by the curse that was going to hit him, hard. you hold your weapon in one hand, and grasp satoru's uniform front with the other, keeping him from falling off the ledge. you turn your head back to him, breathless. "c'mon, man! focus!"
"ah, i'm... sorry." he says, tracing your features in the sunset, "right! i've got this!"
you pull him up and look over to the scared high school students you saved. they're on the football field, protected by your cursed technique from any fighting outside.
truthfully, you didn't understand why he was off his game today. you've seen him fight before, you've heard all the stories. the almighty gojo satoru. here he was, tripping over his feet.
you decide to talk to him about it after, when the mission is done and you've sent your report back to yaga through a jujutsu worker. at dinner, it's an all you can eat and you snd satoru reserve a booth for yourselves. you sit across from each other (satoru thinks that sitting next to you would cause his heart to burst).
"satoru..." you begin, looking down at your food. he glanced up from his. "do you have a problem with me?"
he stalls, tilting his head. the light above you both illuminates his blush. "no, why do you think that?"
"because suguru is right. you do act differently around me." you explain, "you're always nice to me, satoru. but if you don't like me, you can just say so."
satoru mentally curses at suguru. the guy was putting ideas in your head to get him to confess! how could he play so much with your (non-existent) relationship?
"no! no, i don't have any problem with you." he is quick to react, reaching out to place his hand gently on top of yours, "it's the opposite, y/n... i like you. a lot."
"yeah? that's a relief." you sigh out, smiling at him, "i thought that maybeâ"
"y/n, i really like you." he states, gathering all the courage possible to express himself. you stop yourself, staring at him. "i have for a while now... and i promise i'm not making it up, i'm just really bad at saying what i want to say."
"satoru..." you say, feeling his hand shiver on top of yours. you smile, turning your palm and gently holding his hand. "it's okay, i understand. i like you too."
"yâyeah?" he mutters, unable to hide his smile.
"yeah. you're always kind to me. and you've always given me souveniers from your missions out of town." you explain, satoru's heart racing, "i know it's you who leaves them at my dorm."
he hides his face in his other hand, uncontrollable blush on his face. "ah, i knew i should've just told suguru to give 'em to you..." he groans, holding his head in now both of his hands on the table.
you chuckle, standing up and leaning forward, pushing his silky hair back and pressing a warm and gentle kiss to his forehead. he freezes once your pull away, looking back at you from the top of his glasses.
"you're sweet, satoru." you say, leaving to the cashier to pay for the both of you.
satoru leans his chin on his palm, his whole face burning. he'd have to thank his friends, they were helpful even though they were so so annoying.
and when he gets back to school, he does just that. he barges into suguru's room where he and shoko are playing on his gaming console, as its wednesday night and its tradition to go to his room to play a few rounds before they head to sleep.
"you two!" he shouts, pointing accusingly, "you two meddlers! you two... monsters!"
"i take it the date went well." suguru says, pausing the game.
"date! date! it was a date!" satoru claims, falling back onto the bed behind them. the two sit on their own bean bags, turning around to face him. he was blushing like crazy. "i can't believe you two set me up!"
"someone had to." shoko claims, putting out her cigarette, "god knows you weren't gonna do it yourself."
"so how did it go?" suguru asks, wanting to know all the details.
satoru tells them about the mission and the dinner and how the confession went. suguru gets a punch in the shoulder for his intrusion, and shoko gets a glare for mentioning the thai restaurant.
the way he smiles and stares at the ceiling as he speaks makes his friends grin as well. it was high time that he finally got with you.
"and i walked her to her room when we got home and i thanked her for dinnerâ"
"no way you let her pay when you've got ten thousand businessesâ"
"and i kissed her 'goodnight' and she said she wanted to go out again, soon." satoru finishes off, a happy smile on his lips, "she's really amazing..."
"finally! make me your best man." suguru says, turning back to the game with shoko.
satoru chuckles, turning to watch the game they were playing after changing your contact name in his phone.
y/n đ
so next week? that cat cafe close by?
he smiles.
satoru âĄ
sure thing, pretty
nanmi and haibara can hear you squeal in your dorm.
⥠â â ââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââ âĄăwritten by muse
imagine aonung as a proud father
⡠MASTERLIST. NAVIGATION.
HEAR ME OUT: 29! metkayina oloeyktan! aonung! dad to twins!
âi have an announcement.â standing on a high platform, aonung raised his voice to capture the attention of the room.
two toddlers, each snuggled on aonung's respective arms, pinched the tattoos on their father's skin without caring about the swarm of people watching them from below.
âaonung, what is this about?â asked tsireya.
the look on her people's faces mirrored her puzzled oneâjaw agape and nose scrunched.
her brother only cast her a smug grin.
unease began to stirr tsireya's stomach. the siblings succeeded their parents' positions at an early age, but aonung didn't produce an heir until he was 28.
many were concerned about the future of the clan because aonung and his mate didn't bear the news of a child for 2 years. waiting and trying for two years was insufferable, especially to aonung. he fretted the people would question the capabilities and health of their oloeyktan and his mate. so when tsireya detected, there were two babies in the womb, aonung teared up there and then, before declaring a feast to celebrate. eywa had heard his prayers and blessed the pair with not one but two sons.
the dawn his sons entered the world, aonung also held a feast to commemorate his mate's difficult birth and the addition of two boys into the reef clan.
âas you all know, my children's brilliance surpasses their age.â
an exasperated sigh left tsireya's lips. she already knew where this was headed.
âthey never fail to make me proud,â he said, leaning down as one of the boys pawed at his neck. another tugged at his curls, chewing on his hair. âtoday, however, they hit a milestone.â
with much reluctance, aonung placed his children on the ground. once their chubby feet touched the floor, they wriggled out of aonung's protective grasp.
their mother watched from the sidelines.
it was one odd thing when aonung carried his sons up to the stand, however for his mate to be separated from him was totally bizarre. her idiot of a brother couldn't live without lingering around his mate. therefore, what in the great mother's name was happening?
âcome on, my little beasts. show them your waddle.â
âwhat are you doing, aonung?â she hissed as her nephews crawled dangerously near the edge. before their webbed arms could fall off, aonung scooped them up and brought them back to the centre.
âtrust me, reya.â was all he said.
aonung squatted down and kissed his sons.
âgo to your mother.â he spoke gently, encouraging them with a pat on their bums.
obeying his words, the boys started to claw on their father's knees. aonung's gaze twinkled with glee and anticipation. tsireya was about to tell him off again, before her nephews rendered her speechless when they managed to stand up on shaky legs.
with the aid of their father, they found some balance. aonung let them go as his mate clapped her hands and beckoned for the bundles of joy.
âmy sons have learned how to walk.â
yes, everyone saw. his sons wobbled towards their mother, one falling behind, but he never backed down. just like his father's stubborn spirit. once they reached their mother's embrace, a boom of cheers and laughter erupted through the evening.
âin honour of their achievement, i shall host a feast for all to enjoy and celebrate.â
tsireya's heart warmed up at the sight of aonung's genuine smile. she couldn't note the last time he smiled that way, unrestrained and brimming with joy.
he fell first, oblivious reader (stays that way), matchmaker (reader is still around rotxoâs age)
prompt: being the youngest child to ronal and tonowari had its perks. but it also meant you were overlooked sometimes because of your parentsâ responsibilities. you had a wildcard personality and an unwillingness to settle down, so your parents felt it was necessary to set up blind dates for you. luckily for you, one of them is perfect!
âno. absolutely not. i will not do it!â you said, rolling your eyes and stomping off to your sleeping mat in your family marui. your parents sent your older sister, who they knew you loved so much, to relay the news. âbut-â tsireya began. âi will not!â you shouted. so much for not shooting the messengerâŚ
your parents loved you so much, and everyone knew they would do anything to keep you happy. but they were busy, and they were getting older. they wanted someone trustworthy to take care of you for when they went on to rest with eywa. and since you refused to find anyone for yourself, they felt it was best to take matters into their own hands.
âwhere is sempu?â you asked your sister, knowing that your father was more malleable, and still saw you as his little âeveng. âhe is out on a hunt with aoâ. however, saânu is still around, working on healing pastes. you could talk to her if you wish?â tsireya shrugged, knowing that talking to their mother usually yielded no results. you knew this as well, but being the youngest had its perks. so you set off to make your mother change her mind.
âno, ma yawntutsyĂŹp. the plan is already in motion.â said your mother, standing to cup your face in her hands. you groaned, not wanting to hear anymore. âjust go on 3 of them, please? for your old saânu. only three.â she pleaded with you, putting on a sad, motherly face to gain more pity points. âwe will not be around foreverâŚâ she said, as her voice trailed off in a sing-songy way and continued back to her work. you knew that she wasnât one to change her opinion when it was set, but couldnât she see that it was a horrible one?
sadly, the more you thought about it, she was right. of course. they were getting older, and as much as you did not want to admit it, you were scared of that. it would be a good idea to have someone by your side so you wouldnât be alone when your parents or siblings werenât around. plus, your older siblings had mates as well, tsireya with the sully boy and aoânung with kyuna, who was one of your people. maybe it wouldnât be too bad to settle down.
so you went on the first date. of course it was horrible. the guy had horrible eating skills, interrupted you whenever you talked, and was not too easy on the eyes. every time he opened his mouth, you either kissed your teeth, coughed, cleared your throat, or anything you could think of to block out his annoying voice.
the second date was not as bad, however. it was with rotxo, one of aoânungâs friends. it turned out that his parents made him go on these types of dates too, so you had something to relate over and laugh about. he was also a very pretty guy, which you seemed to not have noticed until now. he was incredibly recipient of your feelings, and understood how frustrated you were.
âit is so weird to be on a date with you when we grew up together!â you remarked, as you looked out into the ocean. of course you never saw the boy romantically, much to his dismay. he had thought you were amazing since the day he met you. so, what he left out when saying his parents forced him to go, was that he skipped out on so many other dates to be on this one with you. he was hoping that this would change your perspective of him, and maybe see him as a worthy mate.
of course you were oblivious to this, only even giving the idea of him as your mate a cursory thought because you knew of him and his kindness. the more you pondered over this idea, you didnât think it would be so bad to be with him. after all, he was sweet to you, approved by your family, and could provide for you. but sadly, you still had one more date to go on and were not completely set on the idea of mating with roxto. you grew up with him, for eywaâs sake! it would just be a little weird for you, and he was your brotherâs best friend too.
âthanks for this, rotxo! you have nooo idea how much better this was compared to my first date!â you said, going in to hug him goodbye. âah yes, fâcourse.â he said, quietly, at almost a mumble. he wanted to stay in your embrace forever. why did you not see that he cared for you, and more importantly, why did you have to go on that other dateâŚ
he was never the jealous type, and he didnât want you to see him as such, so he let you go and walked away to go sit by the shore. he shouldâve just told you, he thought. maybe then you would be here with him instead.
that third date wore you out. the girl was so arrogant and you could tell she only went because you were the chiefâs child. all she did was talk about herself and her looks, and how âwonderful it would be to be mated with herâ. every time she would say something like that, you had to âclean your ears.â meaning you plugged them until you noticed her mouth no longer moving.
eventually she caught the hint and stomped away, feeling hurt and complaining. âoh wellâ, you thought. so you immediately dived in the ocean to take a swim. the cool sea breeze always calmed you down after tense moments. todayâs events had been tiring. one bad date after another, except for one. rotxo. he was kind to you and you knew him well. you made up your mind. you would mate with him. it was a win-win situation, after all. a win for you, and a win for your family. you just hoped and prayed to eywa that he didnât have his heart set on someone else.
as you swam around the island, you saw a small figure resting on the shore. so you swam up to them, and soon noticed that it was rotxo. just the guy you needed to see.ârotxo!!â you called out, hoping he could hear you and notice. he glanced up, waving and smiling in your direction. ârotxo, hey!â you said, coming out of the ocean and running a hand through your drenched hair.
âhi, (yn)!â he spoke calmly, patting the spot beside him for you to sit. you sat down with a âhmphâ and took his hands in yours, wanting to get the question over with and asked already. ârotxo, i had a really good time today. i kinda hated the other dates i went on, and that made me realize how amazing you are. even if itâs just out of convenience or for your parents, would you be my mate?â you asked, with your former light blue face turning a new hue of purple.
his eyes widened in shock, wondering if eywa had heard his prayers. âoh, yes! i would be happy to be mated with you, (yn). thank you, for even thinking about giving me a chance.â the boy gave you the biggest smile you had ever seen come from him, even showing his canines.
you wondered why he was so happy, but maybe that was a story for another time. for now, you two just spent the evening talking and enjoying each otherâs company. if this didnât win you child of the year, you werenât sure what would.
reader is an amazing weaver And itâs Aonungâs of age ceremony and he asks Y/N for help with his ceremonial clothing cause he waited too long to make it and they stay up all night together making itâŚ
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It was late at night, you were drifting in and out of sleep in your separate marui because you finished your off age ceremony weeks ago, and you were finally getting used to being by yourself.
Obviously you missed you family, but itâs not like you wonât see them everyday. Loâak and Neteyam left months ago and that left you Kiri and Tuk.. well now just Kiri and Tuk.
Spending time in the Metkayina you got aquatinted to many of the people, a lot of them knowing you due to your amazing craftsmanship and skill in weaving.
Your mother calls it a gift from Eywa due to how diligent and fast you can get even the most difficult patterns down.
~~~
Being half way asleep you hear steps outside of your mauri. Ears perking up to the sound you grumble a bit.
Someone knocks on the outside whispering your name
âY/N..? Hey wake upâ
You groan recognizing the source of the voice.
âGo away Aonung, Iâm trying to sleep.â
The bot rolled his eyes and let out a huff.
âListen, I really need your help right now, so can you please get up?â
The genuine sound in his tone took you aback, maybe he really was in trouble and could use some help.
You raise up to see him standing in the middle of your Mauri, rubbing your eyes you yawn
âSo what do you need help with?â
He seemed to liven up a bit at your willingness to assist him.
âWell.. tomorrow is my coming of age ceremony and.. I waited to long to make my ceremonial clothing.â
You deadpanned turning to lay back down
âWait wait! Y/N I really need you to do this for me, it would be a dishonor to have not made them, I just need this one favor then Iâll leave you alone for like a week, promiseâ
You let out an exasperated grumble, but him not bothering you for that long sounded like heaven, plus you were lonely in your pod. Having company when you were already struggling to sleep doesnât sound too bad.
â..mm fineâ
He put on a pleased smile and set the materials next to you.
âWeâre going to make an armband, a necklace, and a loinclothâ he looked pleased with himself and the materials he gathered.
âAlright. Letâs get startedâ
You take the material
âIâll make the jewelry pieces, you work on the loincloth.â
He nodded in agreement
~~~
Itâs been hours. You both were dying of exhaustion. Weaving the materials was a lot more difficult in this state. Things that you could make easily in 30 minutes are now taking an hour do. Aonung wasnât much help either, he didnât really know what he was doing. You have had to stop and help him multiple times. Though you can be too hard on him, there is a lot that goes into these pieces, you were just upset he started so late.
âWhy did you not start until today? Why wait so long?â You brought it up and weâre met with his eyes, he looked embarrassed to admit the reason.
âI thought this would be the easy part, I needed to gather the materials which seemed harder, I thought I could finish in a day, but⌠as you can seeâ he smirked at you pointing out the situation you both were in.
You rolled your eyes, going back working on the pieces.
~~~
You were finally done. Your fingers stung and your head throbbed. Aonung finished an hour ago and passed out on the floor, he tried helping but he ended up not being able to make it, which left it up to you.
You looked down at him, seeing how peaceful he looked, and warm.
You were used to cuddling with Tuk when you slept, she used to get scared at night so sheâs always come to you for reassurance, and it became a habit of her to fall alseep in your arms.
The thought of being next to him made your heart race, but you quickly disregarded the thought,
How could you think of something like that. Especially with him. He was rude, cocky, mean, well you did like his smile, and his hair was nice, his body was very tonedâŚ.
You sighed knowing that it was your tired drunken state making you think like this. You lay down closing your eye drifting away.
~~~~
30 minutes after you feel asleep, it wasnât a good sleep though. You felt restless and anxious, something wasnât right, you missed having your family around you, having someone close. Suddenly you feel something or rather someone against your backside and swing their arm around you.
In your state of tiredness you couldnât comprehend what was happening but it was something that you were used to when you lived at home, you assumed it was Tuk not realizing she wasnât there.
You drifted off again.
~~
Waking up you noticed a rather large hand covering your torso
You freeze realizing who it is and start to panic. Slowly turning you see that he is still asleep
You let out a relived sigh, but he opens his eyes, your mouth slightly agape when you see this.
âYou move a lot in your sleep, you looked really uncomfortable. But you slept just fine in my arms hm?â He was smirking down at you
You lightly pushed him back sitting up.
âDonât Aonung.â You were embarrassed, but in all honesty that was the best sleep you had since you got here.
âWell, say that itâs me repaying you for your help.. if you ever need me back here Iâll do this little sleep thing with you.â He sounded kinda genuine, you didnât know how to feel. The guy that was kinda a pain in your side but also very protective, confident, amazing on the eyes⌠your mind trailed off again while staring down at him.
âLike what you see?â He was of course looking back at you, but his comment made you snap out of the trance.
You roll your eyes
âWhatever.. go get ready for your Ceremony. You have a big day today, so go.â
Your words were not harsh and you didnât shoot down his idea, so he took that as a maybe to his suggestion.
~~~
Him leaving the mauri he wave and thanked you again âThank you yawneâ with that he left leaving you speechless.
The Oloâeyktanâs son called you yawne.
You, not even originally from this village, pretty average.. you thought there was plenty of other women in this village that could suite the requirements of his mate⌠but you? Obviously youâve thought of the possibility, but your relationship with him was kinda off. Seeing him almost daily when you talked to each other it was like bickering, your friends like to say you both sound like an old married couple. Youâd always find him catching glimpses of you, when you did heâd always smirk or pretend like he wasnât. You did the same though, mapping out his features, memorizing the patterns on his skin⌠but that doesnât mean you like each other.. right?
~~~~
-mini time skip-
The ceremony was amazing, the pieces you made suited him very well and they looked great on him, and he got quite the few compliments from them.
After there was a party to celebrate. You were by kiri, talking to her about ewya knows what when a guy from the village comes up to you.
âHello Y/Nâ You know him as Nashâvi, recently he has been trying to talk to you more and more but in the past Kiri has said that heâd pick on and never apologized and makes her uncomfortable
âHello..?â Youâre used to him coming up to you from time to time but unless he apologized or owned up to his mistake, you would keep conversation short.
âI was wondering if you wanted to dance?â At this point Kiri had left, leaving the two of you alone
âOh I donât know Iâm not really-â you were cut off by someone wrapping an arm around your shoulder.
âSorry but she already agreed to dance with me.â It was Aonung, your saving grace. You gave him a tankful look and Nashâvi walked away.
âTskâ he looked aggravated at the boy walking away. You squeezed his hand catching his attention.
âSo, weâre dancing now?â You gave him a smug look that heâs usually give you.
Now itâs his turn to roll his eyes
âYeah, you know you want to.â You sighed smiling.
âMaybe I do?â With that he took your hand and lead you to the dance circle.
You both danced till you were tired and your feet burned. By the end of the party you could barley walk.
~~~
Going back to your mauri, Aonung offered to take you back, which you agreed.
You were leaning against him while he semi-held you up.
âAre we even nowâ he broke the comfortable silence. âHm? What do you mean?â You looked up at him and he paused for a second, getting caught in them.
He thought about it for a second â..never mind Iâd spend my whole life repaying you if I had the chance.â Again his words got you and your face started heating up.
âY/N⌠can u court you?â Your skin was a light purple hue and you didnât know what to say to his forwardness. He really did liked you.
You think about his request for a second.
âNoâ instantly he looked disheartened, but you werenât finished. âNo courting MaâAonung Iâd love be your mate for life.. I see you.â
Now his face was heated, looking down at you he put his forehead to yours
âI see you Y/Nâ
With that you leaned into each other closing the space, and kissed.
pairing: neteyam x fem! omaticaya reader (part two- final part!) part 1
outgoing reader (usually), it girl of the clan, arranged marriage
prompt: you were the girl in the clan that showed the most promise from a young age, so of course you were going to be mated with toruk maktoâs firstborn son. but you wanted to marry for love and could never be with him⌠or so you thought.
the days went by quickly as you grew to know neteyam. he was a lovely person with a steadfast heart. and he held true to his word, not interfering with your wishes to become a warrior. his grandmother and your mother got along very well, as they both wanted you to learn how to be a healer as well, believing that multifaceted women were strong.
suddenly, the idea of becoming tsahĂk, and in turn his mate, did not seem so bad. âneteyam.â you called out. âplease help me mount my ikran. i must hunt to prepare dinner for our conjoined families!â you said, with a tinge of excitement. something about your families combining gave you a sense of hope, even if you did not realize it.
âof course, ma (yn). would it be okay for me to come along?â he asked gently, as he put what he was working on away to come assist you. the way that he would hurriedly drop everything for you made your heart flutter. it felt good for someone other than your mother to have your best interests at heart.
âhmm, okay!â you agreed. âbut the last one there has to carry all of it back!!â you squealed, racing off on your trusty ikran, making tsaheylu. you waved at him from the clouds and sped away. being with him made you feel like yourself again, regaining your competitive spirit. soon, you saw him behind you, dodging trees and other clan members that were flying, smiling at you with excitement.
you landed atop your agreed upon meeting spot, dismounting and standing in a victory pose. not soon after, he joined you, looking mockingly defeated. âthis race was not fair, you see. you started way before me!â he complained, throwing his hands up in exasperation. âwell⌠headstart or not⌠it looks like i won!!â you said happily.
âbut (yn)⌠i wouldâve carried it back anyways⌠no need to hurt my pride with a stupid race!â he said, slumping over your shoulder. you simply pat his back knowingly, comforting him for what you had him do. âohh, poor baby! does âteyam not like losing!?â you said, giggling as he sighed and walked over to get his hunting supplies.
as you went to get yours, you heard him grumble about how it was âunfairâ and that he would âget you next timeâ. such a silly boy, but even as he sulked he was beautiful to you. you see, you had realized your feelings for the boy a long while ago, but you couldnât bring yourself to say anything to him yet. the time was not right.
âwell, ma âteyam, meet me back here just before sunset so we can leave together.â you said, skipping away, excited to hunt for the first time in a while. since youâve been busy with all the preparations of becoming tsahĂk, you didnât have time for your first love anymore. hunting.
as you heard the thwip of the last arrow, knowing you had caught enough, you went to go retrieve your arrows and carry back all your catches. it seemed you were the first to arrive, so as you strapped your gear to your ikran, you decided to pray to eywa about guidance on your feelings.
âoh eywa, please direct me on what to do. you see, i have finally fallen for him. but i am scared. how does it feel to lose yourself to someone completely? what if he does not feel the same and is only doing this for his people? how could i blame him for that..?â you monologued, not hearing the crunches of the leaves from someone coming up behind you.
finally, you completed your prayer and opened your eyes, looking around to see him. shocked, you jolted and leaned back against a tree, hoping he hadnât heard all that. â(yn)⌠i⌠feel the same.â he said, looking at you with love-filled eyes. you let out a small gasp, finally feeling it was the right moment.
âneteyam, i⌠i see you.â you said confidently, finally being sure of your feelings. maybe this was the gift that eywa had provided you with. âi see you too, ma (yn), but i think you already knew that.â he said with a grin as he leaned in to press his forehead to yours. âmay i?â he asked, looking down at your mouth and then back up to your eyes. he never lost his gentlemanly touch, even in moments like this. âof course.â you said, leaning up to press a small kiss to his smiling lips.
you two stayed in each otherâs embrace for a while, until you looked up and noticed that the sun had set already. âoh eywa, we have to go! itâs late already!!â you said, hurriedly rushing the boy up and on to his ikran. even he knew the one thing you hated was to keep your mother waiting, so he let it go. he knew you two would have more moments like this to come, especially now that you had opened up to him.
you quickly flew back, excitedly thinking about the stories that you would tell your mother about your confession to neteyam. he flew up to you, noticing your dazed look, and shouted over to you. âhey! i never thought i would find a warrior mightier than i, but⌠here you are! i see you, yawne. thank you for finally letting me in.â he said, with happy tears jerking at his eyes.
you got flashbacks to the day you met, and noticed all the signs even then. he was truly perfect for you. you threw him a smile and began doing brilliant tricks in the air, all while your ikran chirped and squeaked happily. you did love the mighty warrior, and you were lucky to have him as yours.
-mini time skip-
âmama⌠today has been a beautiful day.â you remarked as you laid in your motherâs gentle arms. she simply hmmâed, already having an idea of what you meant. she had already seen all the lovesick glances you gave him, even if you didnât realize it. she knew, well before you did, and was proud of her daughter for coming to terms with it herself.
âi think it is time for us to mate before eywa.â you stated proudly. you were sure of yourself and ready, finally feeling restored to your former glory. now that you had a wonderful man beside you, and your headstrong personality, you knew that this was the right choice. your mother cooed and held your face in her hands, realizing that her daughter had finally grew up. âmy child has grown to be so mightyâŚâ she thought, but only showed her teeth in a proud grin and embraced you.
but you had more than just your mother now. you had him as well, and you were sure that things would be good with him by your side.
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(thank you for enjoying the story!!)
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