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[whitemelanin]

*Reader has a name by the way -"

U know what ur doing, stop trying me

[lovebombin]

yunho and mingi watching their pair shoot... ❤︎

youth (윤호, 민기)' official mv making film

[pandoramyst]

do you have in plans part 2 of always him? cause i truly loved it

OFC BABE <3

it will take some time but I will deliver it, no worries.

[xiaolanhua]

BYEON WOO SEOK as RYU SHI OH Strong Girl Nam Soon 힘쎈여자 강남순 (2023) – Ep. 1

[atzupdates]

MG ✨ [240101] Twitter Update "Happy New Year"

[pandoramyst]

민규 - ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʜɪᴍ

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 : 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙮𝙪 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

warning: slight smut but not really, some cursing, drinking, smoking, night club, toxic relationship

note: I would highly recommend listening to Right Here by Chase Atlantic while reading this as this is what I was listening to while writing this! Huge thanks to roomsofangel for inspiring me to write this. Go look at her mingi fic "right here"!! <3

"can you please wait up?" you lean on the rocky wall and balance yourself on one leg while you try to push your foot back into your pointy stiletto. Your friend stood in front of you puffing on a cigarette, wishing you had taken her advice about not wearing such high heels.

"did I not tell you?" she places her elbow on her hip, lazily holding the cigarette in between her fingers. "Uh, shut up Min. Please tell me you have a band-aid?" you rub the bottom of your foot to try and relieve it from the pain while Min is rummaging through her bag.

"Don't got any, babe," she frowns and steps next to me, hooking her arm around me to hold me stable. Your foot finally slips into the heel and you huff in relief. You place your feet on the ground and straighten your posture. Min pats your flyaways down and fixes the smudge from your red lipstick. She flashes her white teeth to you and winks.

"Come on!" she strengthens the hold on your arm and drags you to the entrance of the nightclub. Plastered above the glass door is a sign, ARCANE, flashing brightly in red. Two well-suited men stand in front of the tall glass doors, waiting to check your ID's. Having confirmed your IDs, they open the doors for you and you walk into the main floor.

You walk towards the bar and beckon the bartender towards you. He walks over and puts both of his hands on the bar, leaning towards you to hear you properly. "Two margaritas, please" you tell him with a smile and he walks over to make your drinks.

"shit," Min whispers as she leans back into the counter. You have your back turned to the crowd of dancing bodies so you turn your head around to look at what she's seeing. You turn back around, uninterested in the guy she's drooling over. "look at those muscles.." she says, biting her lip.

"you're disgusting," you give her a stank face and she returns it. The bartender returns with your drinks. "Thank you," you say and take a sip. "ugh you're so pessimistic, you need some dick," she says plainly while gobbling down her drink. You almost choke on your drink at that and push her away from you. "you wanna kill me?" you yell at her.

she puts her drink down, "whatever, I'm going up to him". She pushes her breasts up and puckers her lips. "your boobs look fine, just go" you tell her and she kisses your cheek before walking over to him.

you push your first drink down your throat and rest your elbow on the bar. you enjoy quietude most of the time but you let a night out be a welcome exception. after all, Min is right. Not about the dick part, but it's nice to look at good-looking people once in a while. As shallow as it is, it's refreshing.

But you can't enjoy it when he's always in the back of your mind.

After your recent breakup with Mingyu, the thought of him has not left you. The breakup itself was not toxic, but the on-and-off relationship afterward was. You kept going back to each other. And he wasn't helping either. He called you, texted you, and even emailed once in a while when you wouldn't pick up.

Feb 9, 21:39: "Wherever you go, no matter what you try to do and how far you try to get away from me, I'm all you think about, y/n"

You thought the constant nagging annoyed you until it suddenly stopped. You checked your phone even when it didn't ding. Sorted through your work emails and the newsletters from websites you didn't even subscribe to. It was pathetic, to say the least. You even considered texting him during that time despite Min's desperate pleas. Giving in was so much easier than staying away.

He really is all you think about.

By the time you finish rethinking every thought you had about that man, you are through your fourth drink and onto the fifth when the lights start to dim in the club. The music changes seamlessly, thanks to the DJ, to "All Mine" by Plaza. You think about tipping the guy for such a good choice of a song. And you would have if it weren't for the fact that you had to push through a whole mob of drunk people.

You settle for sitting back down and downing more alcohol instead. You rest your cheek on your palm and look around the bar, curiously. The ones sat down were mostly men alone or with women on their lap, apart from the exception of one guy whose face you couldn't make out. His right arm was resting on the bar and the other one was holding his drink up. You could only see his side profile as he was currently talking to a tall, blonde that was rubbing her manicured hand up and down his bicep.

Who can blame her? He is ripped. He has a black shirt on that fits him almost too tightly, resting perfectly on the curves of his muscles. Your eyes followed his arm all the way down to his hand, where a gold watch was wrapped around his wrist. Not too thick or too cheap, perfect size and quality. You bet he smelled good the way the girl was leaning closer to him to get another whiff of his cologne. He had a polite smile on his face but seemed rather uninterested.

The girl eventually noticed and said bye to him, walking towards another tall man at the entrance of the club who piqued her interest.

Your eyes fell back on the man who seemed completely unbothered by her.

When he turned around, the dim light from the bar shined on his face and you could now clearly make out his features. Black, rather silky, hair and the most familiar pair of black eyes. His lips were perfectly plumb and you paid the most attention to how sharp his jawline was. How when he put the drink up to his lips and swallowed the liquid, you could see how defined his Adam's apple was. When he set the drink back down, his eyes came up to yours and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Mingyu.

You can really spot him anywhere. You watched as his face relaxed once again as he kept his eyes on yours. Normally, you would look away in embarrassment but with Mingyu you can't.

you missed it. you missed looking into his eyes whenever you wanted to. you missed his eyes on yours, burning through you even when you're not looking. he was the only one you wanted to look at you.

He rubbed his jaw with his index and middle finger as his eyes traveled down to your prominent breasts. You were dressed quite modestly for a club and although your breasts were not relatively big, the dress you wore did wonders for you. Thanks to how tight it was, it made your breasts look fuller and perkier.

When his eyes came back up to yours, your view of him was blocked by a flimsy Min who had returned from whatever she was doing, with a new guy on her arm. "Hey best friend in the world!!!" she threw her arms around your neck, supporting all of her weight on you. She was clearly drunk...

"can you please please please get an Uber home?" she winked and pointed at the guy behind her who was clearly checking her out. "um, are you sure that's safe..." you were worried she was too drunk to make a somewhat rational decision.

she widened her eyes and said, "Yes! Yes! I promise, now can I leave please?" you sighed and shooed her away. "You're the best! I love you!!!!" She screamed as she dragged the random guy out of the club. You bit the inside of your cheek and your eyes landed back on Mingyu's for a split second before you turned back to face the bar.

Min always did this. It's why you were so reluctant to come out tonight. She always finds some guy to go home with and leaves you on your own. She doesn't even have the decency to leave you the car you came here with. Whatever. You suddenly had a bigger problem to deal with as you felt a hand push your hair to the side. You looked over to where Mingyu was sitting and he was gone which confirmed your suspicion that it was him touching your hair.

"left you again?" he pulls the stool next to you closer to you so that when he takes a seat your knees are almost touching his crotch. He lays his arm flat in front of you on the bar and with his other hand, continues to run his fingers through your blown-out hair. "mmm," you hum and close your eyes, savoring the feeling of his fingers running through your hair.

When Mingyu and you were together, you would always tell him about Min's reckless behavior and carelessness. How it annoyed you that she couldn't care about anybody else more than she cared about herself. It didn't bother you, it's just how she was. But at times it made you feel like shit, and Mingyu would always be there to hear you out.

Suddenly, you could feel the alcohol working on you.

"Why are you here, Mingyu?" you were slightly slurring your words. He smirks and rests his hand on your leg. "could ask you the same thing, baby" he says. His voice had either become noticeably deeper or your memory was failing you.

"you can't call me that anymore," your lips rest to a slight pout as you let your head fall, your chin almost touching your chest.

He chuckles and starts caressing your thigh, "why not?"

"you know, why." you look back up at him and his demeanor has changed. He was looking at you again with those same furrowed eyebrows he gave you before.

But as he bites his lip, all you can think about is how much plumper his lips have gotten. How softer they probably feel. God, you wish you could kiss him.

"How would I know when you haven't answered any of my texts?" He counters, his voice getting a little bit louder now, which due to how loud the area was, you were grateful for.

"We are not together anymore, Mingyu. Get it through your head," you tell him. But he did not want to hear that and truthfully that wasn't what you wanted to say either...

"I don't care y/n, this is never gonna change," he points at you and then back at him, "I can see it in your eyes, why won't you let it happen?"

"cause it's not right, we've moved on" you look away from his dark eyes and gulp down your drink, letting it burn your throat.

He tsks and takes his hand off your thigh, placing it on his. You could tell he was getting upset.

"moved on? you've moved on?" he bent his back so that he could get a clear look at your face. You look him in the eye and swallow harshly as you can see him biting the inside of his cheek.

"yes," you lie. and he can see right through it.

He scoffs and looks around the bar in disbelief, "You're such a fucking liar, you know that baby?"

"I'm not lying," you say before you bite your lip.

"I know when you lie to me, y/n. I know you missed me," he can see through your bullshit. He leans closer to you, letting you get a whiff of his cologne. He always smelled good...

He whispers in my ear, "Why didn't you answer my calls, baby?" he says before pressing a soft kiss under your ear. He's so close you can smell his shampoo. Old Spice. He hasn't changed much.

You softly rest your hands on his shoulders as he leaves more kisses on the back of your neck, "you're smoking again?" you ask. His cologne is strong but the cigarette stench on his clothes is stronger.

He stops kissing your neck and looks up at you through his thick lashes. His lips stretch to a wide smile and his eyes become droopy as if he's high.

"what was I supposed to do without you?" he looks down at your lips and licks his own. You don't hesitate to do the same. He looks amazing. He looks even manlier than the last time you saw him.

You wonder if he let anybody else see him like you did...You felt jealous at the thought of somebody else looking at him naked with all this new muscle on him.

Still looking at him, you let your hands run down his biceps, occasionally softly squeezing the muscle. Ugh, he's big.

"Min says you're bad for me..." you say softly as you continue to caress his biceps.

"Min wasn't always here for you, I was," he says coldly pointing at himself. His brows furrow once again at the mention of Min. You run your hands through his hair to calm him, a habit you still seem to have when it comes to him. He wasn't lying.

He lifts himself up so that he can get closer to your lips.

"No one can take care of you like I can, baby" he whispers on your lips.

You whine, "Mingyu..." You can't help but let him pull you closer. You missed him touching you. The last time you saw him was 9 months ago and he's still familiar with your body.

He presses his hand on your back, making you instinctively arch it. You feel his hand rub up and down your back, landing just above your butt. Your lips are now so close to each other that you can smell the mixed scent of his gum and cigarette on his breath.

"I don't like it when you smoke," you suddenly push him away by the shoulders and reach behind you to grab your purse. He leans back on the chair, legs open, smirking. You pull out a bill from your purse and leave it on the counter for the bartender.

"We leaving?" he rests his hand on the counter and looks at me through his lashes like a lost puppy. You just stare at him frigidly before walking out of the nightclub. At this point, you want to go somewhere to hide. Hide your face so nobody could see the effect he had on you.

He would always make you feel like this. Whenever he would call or text, he would confuse you, and send you into a frenzy that would end in you calling Min to cry about your feelings. Now it was different that you actually saw him because he was right.

No matter what you or anybody tried to tell you to make you forget about him, he was right. He was always there when nobody was. No matter what he was doing, he would drop it if it meant being with you. He is the only one that hasn't walked out on you, and clearly never will.

You frantically look for a tissue to wipe the tears on your face as you speed walk to the parking lot of the nightclub. You rummage through your bag when you suddenly hear footsteps running up to you. You walk in between cars trying to find his, wondering if he maybe got a new one. Going to his car was just instinctual at this point.

"Hey stop," you can hear him yelling repeatedly behind you. Where was this damn tissue? The world was spinning. Whether it was because you were drunk or because of Mingyu you didn't know, but you suddenly felt nauseous.

"God, where is this tissue! And where is your fucking car?" You yell at him and you finally spot his black BMW. Your steps get faster and suddenly you can't hear Mingyu's anymore. But you know he's right behind you when the car opens.

You open the passenger door and hop in, slumping down into the seat. You rest your head on the dashboard and let your tears fall on the leather. He opens the car door and leans down to check on you.

You can hear his audible sigh as he steps into the driver's seat. He turns on the ignition and then turns around to put your seatbelt on for you. When he clicks it into place, he leans back in his seat and drives off.

Midnight

"Why did we break up, Mingyu?" you ask him plainly. You rest your forehead on your palm, patiently waiting for a response.

"Long distance. You said you couldn't do it, you gave up" he cleared his throat and stopped the car in front of the red light, turning to look at you. You frowned at him and he responded by placing his large hand on your inner thigh.

"You know, I always knew I could do it for you but I just felt like - it would be impossible to be away from you," the alcohol starts to kick in when you begin to slur your words.

"yeah? 'nd how it feel now?" he says in a tense tone as the light turns green and he begins to drive off again, hand off your thigh.

"Worse," you say softly and he responds by scoffing.

"Well, what did you want me to do? Everybody was saying it would be for the best." You start to get more tense.

"Fuck everybody else," He spouts. "I was the one with you, why do you care what everybody else said?"

"Cause I was confused," you yell back at him in frustration. He chuckles sarcastically as he pulls up to his place. He parks the car and turns off the ignition. You are taking too long with your seatbelt, clearly still shaken up, so he opens your door and does it for you. Once he's done, he picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder. Ass completely exposed to him, he makes an effort to not touch you as he opens his front door with the same key he's had for years and somehow never changed.

Without having closed the front door, he walks you over to the couch putting you down aggressively.

"Asshole," you rub your head as you start to feel dizzy and he walks over to lock the door.

"What are you doing?" you ask him.

"I'm gonna fuck the confusion out of you,"

[pandoramyst]

stoppp what wasnt there before is so perfect.

ugh ty so much!!

[pandoramyst]

pt.2 of neteyam and reader angst (here it is babiesss not proofread. also I took a different approach than what anonymous suggested because im really not good at writing sad stuff....hope you like it <3)

"I need to see her Trudy, please” he begged outside of the door but she wasn’t letting him in, no matter how persuasive he could be. earlier in the day, he realized you were gone and traced the entire forest in search of you. when he finally reached his last destination, max told him that you weren’t feeling well and you asked to stay with them for a few days.

why wouldn't she wanna stay with me? he wondered

trudy sighed, “I already told you this isn’t the right time!” he rolled his eyes and took a few steps back, strolling along the hallway.

“there's no right or wrong time, she’s my mate. let me see her” he ordered her and she was very obviously taken aback by the tone in his voice. 

“no, and that's final” she slammed the door and walked back to where you were sitting in the bed. neteyam threw his hands up and stared at the door for a while, hoping you would come to check if he left.

but you didn't. and when there wasn't a reason to stay anymore, he left. he went home and rested the entire day, not bothering to eat or drink as his mind was occupied. you could say he “forgot” to attend to his duties as he really wasn't thinking about anything else but you.

and finally one day, he walked into the facility determined, choosing to ignore his sulkiness. he knocked on the door once, before slamming it open. you were sitting on the window seat, gently knitting a hairpiece in your hands.

your gaze quickly shifted to the door where neteyam was standing.

you asked, “what are you doing?” he walked forwards and turned around to lock the door, keeping you both inside.

“you’re not leaving unless you tell me what’s wrong.” he ordered.

your arms crossed in front of your chest, “what makes you think something is wrong?”

his head leaned on one side and he smirked with an eyebrow raised. rlly? his face spoke to you, you didn’t even need to hear words to understand him.

“maybe if you paid less attention to your lady friend, you could connect the dots,” you said. yes, you were petty. but you were not the one at fault here...

he scoffed, “so this is what this is about?” he raised his voice slightly and put his hands on his hips.

“I couldn't care less about her and what she has to say, you shouldn’t either” 

“you can't tell me what to do” you scoffed at him and rolled your eyes.

“dont do that, dont roll your eyes at me” he started slowly walking towards you. 

“why do you let her talk shit about me? say all these awful things about me? do you find it amusing is that it?” his tongue poked the inside of his cheek at your remark.

“what are you talking about?” he was standing a few feet away from you and you could his breathing.

you gulped and answered, “I heard what she said about me, about being boring and not entertaining you, I'm sure you think she can do a better job. so go on,” 

you pointed at the door and he grabbed your jaw in his hand before you could move anymore. he squished your cheeks together and bit his lip, watching you squirm.

he smirked at you and said, “you’re a very complicated woman, and I love that about you. there isn't a single boring thing that you bring into my life, in fact, my life would’ve been much more boring if it wasn't for you. and she,” he chuckled before continuing.

“she doesn't know a thing about us and what we have. so ignore it, ignore all of the voices, and just be with me,” his mouth was so close to yours that your heartbeat quickened.

“neteyam,” you whispered.

“what is it hon?” he said between the kisses he placed on your cheeks.

“kiss me,” he stopped and stared at you for a moment before gently placing his lips onto yours. you could feel him smile against your lips and pulled him even closer.

this always happened. no matter what was happening between you two, it would resolve on its own. after all, you couldn't spend too much time away from each other, or neteyam would starve to death, literally. 

[pandoramyst]

Salvatore      listen to while reading

I sat on the grass and I could feel the prickly earthly needles poking me through my dress. the dress that had purple flowers all around the white fabric, that caressed just the top of my knee.

it flowed perfectly, with only one singular seam that ran along the skin under my breasts. he sensed my discomfort and pulled out the picnic blanket from the basket, giving me his hand to pull me up.

he placed it on the grass and secured the sides with rocks. once comfortable, you laid down on his chest, between his hairy thighs. he kicked his flip-flops off and placed his sunglasses back in the basket as the tree was shielding you both from the sun.

the book he had been reading was open in front of you. the book he had practically finished but went back to the beginning just for you. he read you the lines in a calm voice.

almost like a whisper, like wind hitting your ears. but not that high-pitched noise that you hear when one of the car windows is opened slightly more than the others.

but the slight whisper of it and the cold breeze that is only refreshing. he placed your loose hair behind your ear on both sides, and he put the rest of your hair on one side, resting on your shoulder.

your body rose with every breath of his. feeling the warm air on your head as he continued reading about the young girl not getting what she wanted. the young girl that you related to in ways he wouldn’t understand.

he was preoccupied with other things. like the fact that he wants to have kids quickly because he is reaching that age. the age where perhaps he was indeed too old.

or the fact that you were much younger and that when you realized what you were doing you would leave. you would be, as he assumed, affected by the others.

he rubbed your knees, the cold of his wedding band touching your skin. the band that proved your commitment to him and his to you. 

sometimes he thought he was holding you back. making you settle so early when you could be doing other things. but he filled in a hole. he filled it up so nicely.

while he thought he took something from you, you felt like he brought the one thing to you that you needed. the thing that had made you incomplete.

you looked up at him as he read to you, and you chuckled at the sight of him squinting. you pulled out his glasses and placed them on his nose.

“its okay to admit you need them,” you chuckled and placed your hands down on the blanket, pulling yourself up. you had turned around to place your hands on his cheeks.

he sighed, “they make me feel old” you scooted closer to him, placing the softest kiss on his plump lips. yours almost caressed his and they both parted with a small smack.

“I don't want you to strain your eyes, and I happen to think you look very handsome in them” you encouraged him and he smiled at you as his hand went up to caress your hip.

“you think?” he raised his eyebrow and you nodded.

his fingers squished your cheeks together and his palm rested under your chin. he stared into your eyes, so deeply. wonder what he was looking at.

he got closer to your face and placed his nose on your cheek. he puckered his lips and smooched your face. 

you smiled as you could smell the shampoo you bought him on his hair and you began to instinctively play with his loose strands.

“you smell good, what is that?” he pointed at your moisturized skin and you lifted your sunglasses up, letting them rest on your head.

“its that new sunscreen I told you about, the one in the orange case?”

he nodded while biting his lip. he paid very close attention to you when you spoke...something you admired about him.

“and speaking of which, you forgot to put some.” you tsked and placed your hands on your hips before turning around to pull the sunscreen from the basket. he closed his eyes as he prepared for the cold balm to touch his face.

you placed a few dots on his face before rubbing it in. 

“and you talk about your wrinkles, but you never listen to me do you? sunscreen is the most important, whether the sun is out or not. I need to start putting sticky notes on your side of the bathroom counter to remind you,” he opened one of his eyes in response, raising his eyebrow.

“I'm serious,” you said sternly. he sighed and closed both of his eyes again, enjoying the feeling of your touch.

[pandoramyst]

Hi can I request a Jake x female Navi comforting her when she’s frightened and shivering from the cold? Thanks 😊

thinking abt dilf Jake rn ! (not proofread :()

he would take you into his arms as soon as he noticed your lips shivering. the blanket that had fallen on the floor, would be wrapped around you in a burrito like manner, trapping the heat inside.

his lips rested on your hair as he rocked you back and forth, "still cold, baby?"

"im freezing" your breath shook due to the cold, prompting Jake to tighten his hold.

he was laying down on the window seat, reading the 5th chapter of his book when you came up to him, complaining about the cold. now the book found itself on the floor while he rubbed your thighs through the blanket in an attempt to warm you up.

"how about I run you a warm bath? how does that sound?" he hummed and you nodded into his chest. he tried nudging you off so that he could stand up but you weren't budging. he picked you up with his arms and carried you towards the, fortunately, warmer bathroom.

"give it a minute, kid" he kissed your forehead after placing you on the bathroom counter.

you watched him turn on the faucet, placing his hand under the water to ensure its the right temperature. he filled the bath with bubbles and bath bombs, ignoring the bath salts as he knew they annoyed you, and lit a few candles to set the mood.

once the bathtub was full, he removed the blanket slowly undressing you. when you were bare in front of him, he slowly led you to the bathtub and you hissed at the scorching hot water.

when you settled into the bottom, you waved your hands across the bubbles, giggling at the sight and the feeling.

"you like it, baby?" Jake said, smiling at your childish chuckle. he placed his palm on your back, rubbing it up and down.

"I do, thank you Jake" you grabbed his face, softly caressing his cheeks as you leaned in to kiss him.

[pandoramyst]

Do you think you can write a fic where Neteyam's mate is a really good cook, and that she's really shy and gentle and especially likes to knit after learning about it from the humans? In this case, a few Na'vi woman (likely the parents) talk about how they can't believe the future Olo'eyktan just chose a mere cook to be his mate. (For some reason, I believe that discrimination against one another is common around Na'vi if they feel that person is unworthy of another) reader happened to hear it so she's been tired and distracted by it to the point she directly burn her hands with boiling, piping hot water that got Kiri worried but she quickly assure that it's nothing before proceeding to cool off her hands in the woods. This ain't the worst yet, the worst part happened when she witnessed Neteyam's presence with one of the Na'vi girl who's happened to be talent in everything, and that they look really great together. Reader at this point is depressed, she locks herself in with her human friends, ignoring everyone else. Neteyam's been worried about her, his heart broken entirely when he learnt from Trudy that his mate could only sleep if she feels accomplished of something she did in a day, so that Trudy, Norm, Max and the other scientists been trying to cheer her up. Neteyam asks to see his mate for a while, but Trudy push him back saying, "Kid, I know, this is not your fault. But it still happens because of you, so now, you're gonna be the one fix this up. It's not up to you, it's just have to." Leading Neteyam to head back to the tribe to figure out what's wrong, and when he learnt out that others been discriminating his mate (including the one his mate witnessed him standing with while they're actually just exchanging plans), he directly went straight to them and question and shut them down. After that, he continues to stay close around his mate, but never appears in front as she's still healing, and that he doesn't wanna ruin it. One day, just one day, while Neteyam stands around a bit faraway from his mate, she calls her out, and says she wishes to see him. Neteyam hesitates, so his mate slowly approaches him, he didn't back away as she lays her hands on his face, whispering, "I'm sorry, Ma Teyam. " At this point, Neteyam's the one break down and he keeps apologizing to her and he finally realize how worse one's depression could be

Now this is getting too long and detailed, but it would really mean the world to me if you could do this🙏🙏🙏 You can decide if u want to make it a series or just one shot where Neteyam & his mate confessing and apologizing to each others. I just want some angst -> fluff happiness. Tq!

(thank you for the suggestion bby! school is finally over so I have time to do this, and I also love the way you think....<3 NOT PROOFREAD :()

it wasn't anything unusual. the sly articulation in their voice as they subtly comforted you for being ordinary when you announced an accomplishment, rather than celebrating with you. it was why you stopped making an effort at making friends.

you weren't particularly dependent on others to provide you happiness but at times it got slightly irritating.

"this does not look right, trudy" you pouted while looking down at the gooey, buttery mess you had concocted in the mixing bowl.

trudy was your only friend really. she was the only one that made the effort to connect with you and was the only one honest. she introduced you to max and norm who welcomed you with open arms, unlike others.

she tsked and looked up at you, "why are you questioning it? just keep mixing" she chuckled and you rolled your eyes, an action you caught from trudy's body language that you had assumed was to express annoyance.

she would constantly visit you in the forest whenever she was assigned a "mission" and would subtly drag you back to the base to teach you new things.

once you had entered her room unannounced and you caught her sitting on norm's crotch. Not understanding the peculiarity of it, you continued your rant about how you had tried baking banana bread for the 6th time and could still not get it.

"Jesus, close the door!" she yelled before falling face flat on norm's chest, you was very obviously embarrassed.

later on she went to explain that knocking is a very important gesture, a gesture of respect. and you surely took note of that as you did it on every closed door.

"it's open!" trudy yelled from behind the door and confused, you knocked again as you were sure the door was still closed. she kept yelling commands from the other side of the door but you answered with a knock on every single one.

she finally appeared in front of you, opening the door with force.

"I told you to come in,"

"you also told me to knock," you answered and her face fell on to her hands in helplessness.

-

trudy helped you carry some knitting equipments piled up in a wooden basket into your hut in the middle of pandora as you had picked up knitting as a hobby.

"thank you trudy! will you come back to see what I made?" you excitedly clapped your hands as she set the basket of stuff onto the floor.

she laughed and comfortably placed her hands in her pockets, "I assure you ill be there, bro" she said and you quirked your head to the side in confusion. bro? "never mind," she shrugged off your confusion and at that exact moment the flap of the hut was lifted and the room suddenly got brighter.

"hey trudy," neteyam's voice projected towards where you two were and his hand wrapped around your waist instinctively.

she lifted her head up and announced that she had to head home. when she left neteyam bent down slightly to place a kiss on your lips. his scent was filling your space very quickly. you put a hand on his chest, nudging him to back up.

"go," you pouted and he sent you a confused glare, his one eyebrow forming a funny looking line.

"thought you would be excited to see me," he looked away dramatically and you reached up to pull his lips back down to yours. pulling away you smiled at him.

"I have to plan a surprise, you can't see it," you chuckled and he nodded his head in acknowledgement.

"I see, well i'll be on my way then" he squeezed your hand once more and let go of you, exiting the hut. you hurried to open the bags up, pulling out knitting needles and some fabric. you made yourself comfortable on the carpet and relied on your muscle memory to guide you.

hopefully the lessons with trudy paid off...

-

you weren't even halfway done when you showed up at trudy's door, demanding for her assistance. she gladly took the needles in her hand, demonstrating for you.

you were sat in front of a window, chatting about various things, anything you should and shouldn't say. the needles were back in your hands and you smiled proudly at the piece.

staring back into the green, you played a game with yourself to spot neteyam. obviously, in the back of your mind you knew it would be impossible as all you could see was splotches of blue. but surprisingly, he was spending time closer to the facility so his silhouette was easy to spot from afar.

he was sitting next to a woman, who had her hand on his knee. she was laughing obnoxiously at something, probably not even that funny. neteyam didn't have a distinct expression, he was just sitting there listening to whatever she had to say.

were you jealous? yes. she was an attractive woman and if memory serves she is a very skilled huntress, unlike you who didn't have a particular skill.

"trudy open the sound system," you asked her calmly. the sound system was something she had put in place a couple of years back in order to be able to hear any unrecognizable sounds, perhaps from new species in the pandora forest. she could turn it on from her bedroom and could hear through a speaker every sound in the outdoors.

"kid, I dont think-" she tried to object but I quickly cut her off.

"please trudy," she reluctantly walked towards the switch and turned it on. a high pitched noise was projected across the room before a loud voice was heard from the sound system.

xura.

"my father would definitely be very satisfied," she rubbed his chest and batted her eyelashes. he stuttered as he tried to come up with the right words. she made him nervous? you wondered as trudy stood beside you, cautiously watching over your facial expressions.

"I can't do that xura, im with y/n." he whispered to her.

the woman tsked, "does she really strike you as someone that would go to a festival? all she does is stay at home and bake. she doesn't even make time for you. but I can, and I need you tonight" she said while twisting one of his braids.

you turned to look at trudy, pointing at them through the window "why is he sitting there? letting her do this?" she shook her head silently, unable to give you a good answer.

"my father says I need to find a strong warrior as my mate, he would be so proud of me if I brought you. please neteyam, you are respectful and noble. can't you help me just this once?" her eyes softened as she attempted to convince him to go with her.

the festival happened once every two months and xura's dad was the one that planned it. her family was known amongst the clan due to her father's military prowess and leadership. therefore, you were certain between you and her that neteyam would not even think twice...

she was a lot more talented than you, making her an ideal mate. like she said, all you can do is bake. why wouldn't he choose her?

you walked away from the window, sitting down on trudy's bed. she took that as a sign to turn off the sound system and suddenly silence filled the room.

she cleared her throat "kid, ignore all of that. its just her jealousy peeking through, you know what she said is not the truth,"

she sat beside you and you turned your head to the side, not wanting her to see the tears building up in your eyes.

"name another talent trudy," you chuckled sarcastically.

"oh cmon kid, you have an incredible voice and your dancing skills are fire. you would steal the show at the festival, trust me" she chuckled and nudged your shoulder.

you finally turned towards her, eyes red. "I wanna stay here tonight,"

you fell into her lap and she held you close, "oh kid, whatever you need"

(will probably be a pt.2)

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Happy Birthday!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳🤑😎🤩🍾🍸

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gege, congrats on finishing your finals, hope you did well on them 😘💙🩵💚

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“baby, I can't right now” he said, you wrapped your arms around his neck and comfortably laid your chin on your squishy arm.

you whined and nuzzled your nose under his jawline. you wrapped your fingers around his loose strand, tugging at his hair ever so lightly.

he tsk-ed, "stop being a brat, I have to work" you pouted angrily and lifted yourself up, resting your hands on the chair he was sitting on.

you hummed before muttering, "you dont make love to me anymore," your hands slid off the chair and you crossed your arms in front of your chest. that prompted him to turn around and look at you, the snarkiest expression on his face.

"what," his voice was deep and expressionless. you put your weight on one leg and stuck your hip out to the side.

"you've gotten old," you expressed and started to walk away when he held you back from your wrist. you turned towards him and he grabbed your cheeks, squishing them harshly with one hand.

“wha'd u say to me?" he sounded angry, his eyes shooting invisible flames at you. when he pulled you to the bedroom, you knew what was coming for you.

(had time to write this lil blurb, pls wish me luck on my finals :()