✩ you think you never stood a chance.
✩ highschool fic, heavy pining, angst with happy ending, manga spoilers for u20 arc
i'll be watching with all my support. i like you, isagi-kun.
you leave the note, along with a pair of wristbands, in isagi's locker the day of qualifying match for nationals. you had believed he would make it.
isagi doesn't come back to ichinan after losing.
you don't hear until a week later that a special program organized by the jfu has begun, and all of japan's top strikers under 18 have been invited to participate. you have no doubt that isagi is there, because he's been amazing since you've known him.
another week passes, and you hear that his mom has passed by to pick up everything from his locker.
you remember sitting with isagi at lunchtime the weeks before, pouring over strategy notes for the game. you remember watching him practice after school, turning to grin at you when he would score a goal.
you remember the coldness that had washed over you when matsukaze won the qualifying match for nationals and saw the look on isagi's face.
he disappears after that.
your heart pounds when you hear about the blue lock's match against the u20 team.
you are not prepared to see isagi on this stage. he looks completely different from the last time you saw him on your tiny high school field. there are thousands of people around you, hollering, and he's right in the middle.
you watch as he weaves across the field, his movement evolved, executing plays that you two couldn't have even have dreamt of in your notebook.
you can't take your eyes off of him. the determination that had been simmering under him before was in full force, and you could feel it. that he wasn't going to settle for less, anything worse than the best.
you grip the notebook that you had stupidly brought. it was nothing compared to this, to project blue lock. you were nothing compared to them.
you cry when isagi scores the final goal. everything about it is perfect, down to the millisecond. you understand, after all, that he's no longer the boy in your class, someone you could share your passion for soccer with.
he becomes isagi yoichi, the striker who will lead japan to win the u20 world cup.
you're at your desk studying, the notebook off to the side, when your phone buzzes.
[17:04] hey yn
[17:04] do you have time come out today?
[17:05] we can meet by the river, if that's okay
your heart jumps to your throat. it's been a week since the u20 match and the thought had not even crossed your mind that he still had your number.
the breezy air outside makes you shiver as you walk to the river. you sit on the grassy slope that you and isagi had shared popsicles on once.
you hear his footsteps behind you, but you're scared to turn around. you're not sure why you're here, anyway.
"yn!" isagi greets, sounding exactly like he did before he left.
you turn to look at him, straining a smile for him. he looks happy. without his blue lock uniform, you think he could be like before. but you remember the goal, and you think probably not.
you know you should congratulate him on his match, but you can't bring yourself to say anything about the event that had solidified his life away from you.
"i, uh, just got your gift," he says, after a moment of silence, "kaasan left it in my room while i was gone."
you had forgotten about the gift. the note.
"oh," you say, breathless. "do you like it?"
he laughs, "i don't wear wrist bands anymore, but i appreciate it." he looks down, "and we didn't even qualify for nationals."
ah, you think. he doesn't need them anymore.
"you won the u20 match, though," you say instead, voice on the verge of cracking, "you were amazing."
you watch as his face lights up, and even if he gets shy, you can see the way he shines. "you saw it?"
"of course," you murmur, "i was in the stadium."
you look away, picking at the grass, "that last goal was..." you try to think of the right words, "...a perfectly executed sequence of events. it was really incredible, isagi-kun."
it's quiet, and you think you've said something wrong. but when you look up to him, there's an expression on his face you can't decipher.
"you don't think it was luck?" he asks, almost incredulously.
you shake your head, "no," you say, certain, "why would it be luck?"
isagi is thinking about what tada had said about luck when he catches sight of a small package on his desk.
i like you, isagi-kun.
the words are unfamiliar. they seemed like worlds away, when all he had been thinking of are words like egoist. liking somebody was different, so fundamentally not egoistic.
he's typing to you when he receives the notification to return to blue lock. he has a few days left, he thinks, and presses send. your reply is faster than he expects.
[17:07] hi isagi-kun
[17:07] sure
he recognizes the slope of your back and the wisp of your hair as he approaches the river. it feels like he hasn't seen you in forever, like his memories of you and your scribbles in your notebook are faded.
you seem distant, quieter than he remembers. he knows he's different now, but maybe you're different too?
"why would it be luck?" your words echo in his head.
but he remembers how perceptive you were, how far you'd dreamt, for him, and he feels as if he's awakened again. he takes a deep breath.
"i like you, too, y/n," isagi declares, impulsively, running on instinct. live your life as you want.
it was the last thing you had expected to hear, but it doesn't change how you feel, what you know. that he lives in a different world than you now.
"thank you, isagi-kun," you say, sounding happier than you had intended. "when are you going back to blue lock?"
he looks confused, as if that's not what you're supposed to say.
"ah, um, on monday," he clears his throat, "but i think things will be different than before."
you hum in agreement, "you're representing japan in the u20 now."
"oh, no, i meant—" he stutters, looking flustered, "i meant, i think i'll be able to contact you..."
you brush him off. you couldn't have any expectations of him, because you would never be the priority in his life. you had understood, from watching him play that match, that he would be chasing the high of goals like that for his whole life. what could you offer him, in comparison?
"and, i don't know when i'll be out next but..." he continues.
you shake your head, "it's okay," you reassure him, maybe not genuinely, "just do your best in there... for me, okay?"
you add in that last part for yourself.
isagi had thought he was talking about you and him, but he realizes halfway that you had been talking about soccer the whole time.
"yn," he calls, using your name to ground himself, "do you want to be my girlfriend?"
the blush that floods your cheeks relieves him. your face had looked so serious before, so unlike the excitement he had remembered you for. you look so cute, he thinks.
"i can't," you reply, and he can tell you don't believe your words, but he's not sure why you would say them in the first place.
"isagi-kun," you continue, hiding your face, "i want you to give your best at soccer. become the best in the world. you don't need me for that."
he's stunned. he feels as if his brain is rewiring, as if he's on the field again. but it's just you, you who had been with him since he started high school, watching videos of noel noa with him under our desk, you who had left that note in his locker right before he left for blue lock.
live your life as you want. the words echo in his mind, and what he wants is you.
"but i want you," he says.
the look on isagi's face has changed. he looks as he does when he's on the field, like when you saw him in that stadium.
but i want you.
"i—" your resolve crumbles, seeing him. "i don't—"
he stops you, and suddenly he's closer than before, a hand to steady himself on the grass beside you. he asks you again. "do you want to be my girlfriend, yn?"
the determination in his eyes makes you hopeful.
"yes," you breathe, feeling his presence overwhelm you, giving in to your instincts, "yes, i do."
he brings his head even closer to yours. "can i kiss you?"
your mind blanks, your heart races, but you nod. and when he presses his lips against yours, you can feel it: how demanding he is, how ambitious, how much he desires. as if he can keep both you and soccer.
"i'll come back," isagi whispers against your lips, "i will come back for you."
What if Noli / El Fili were a no-powers AU namor x reader (except ybarra/namor's... The heir/prince of talokan)
Imagine Namor in the setting of Noli Me Tangere and El Filibusterismo and fighting for Philippine Independence
Note: This prompt is based off of a novel called Noli Me Tangere (Touch Me Not) and its sequel El Filibusterismo (The Subversive) written by the Philippines' national hero and activist, Jose Rizal. His works are published discretely to expose the Spanish colonial abuse in print. He describes the pain of the Filipinos under Spanish rule through his writings and was executed for treason against the Spanish empire. His works have inspired the Filipinos to rise up and claim Philippine independence.
Disclaimer: This No Power AU will not feature Namor having Spanish blood, nor will he have any ties to the Spanish conquistadors as respect to his roots in the movie. He is a native-born illustrados; a native blood, educated man of class who is a part of the Propaganda Movement whose writings inspired the calls for Philippine Revolution. For the purposes of accuracy to the time period and setting, however, the characters will be speaking in Spanish.
Avaleine please istfg DON'T TEMPT ME TO WRITE THI—
Imagine a Noli Me Tangere No Powers AU of K'uk'ulkan where he is a native-born illustrados, heir to the riches and land of Talokan, the land his mother left him after her death.
Imagine him coming back from his education from Europe to attend the funeral of his mother, only to find out that the friars of the church and the Spanish politicians hid the reason for his mother's murder.
Imagine K'uk'ulkan erecting schools for those with the same native blood as him so he could teach his kin to be educated enough to fight for their rights in the unfair regime of the Spanish.
Imagine K'uk'ulkan meeting you—his beloved fiance—after years of being apart, only to disappear again as he uncovers the secrets of the Spanish regime and the corruption of the Catholic church.
Imagine him promising you that he would return, but it would be months before you would see each other again. You longed to be with him, but you could not do anything when he is wanted by both the state and the church.
Imagine your peers, your father, and the church pressuring you to call off your engagement with Don K'uk'ulkan. You never wanted to break off the engagement, you never wanted to be betrothed to another man, but you had no power during this era; where women are treated as objects for men's fancies.
Imagine K'uk'ulkan never bearing the same mindset as other men. He always respected you, always told you that you were perfect. But now your engagement was forcefully nulled. And now you are heartbroken.
Imagine him fighting for the freedom of the same people with same plight as him, but he soon realizes that he made a much bigger enemy of the Spanish than he originally thought; and it was all because his mother tried to fight off the Spanish when they had so wrongly mistreated her people—the same people that K'uk'ulkan so desperately tried to protect in the place of her deceased mother.
Imagine him faking his death after the sacrifice of his dear friend Attuma and escaping to Spain to hide with the riches his mother had given him in her last will. He would grieve the death of his closest friend, but he continues on to amass more wealth and fame so he could fight the Spanish regime with his newfound power.
Imagine Attuma's last words before he pushed K'uk'ulkan away to escape the guards who are chasing them; “I can neither love my country or be happy here, but if I were to die here, to spill my blood for my countrymen, then I would suffer a thousand deaths and perish in the soils of which I came.”
Imagine, on the day before your arranged marriage that was hand picked by your father, you read the news of your lover's “death.”
Imagine you telling your father that if he really loved you, if he truly did love you as his daughter, then he would call off the marriage.
Imagine that you only put up with this arrangement in the first place because you could survive through your betrothal with just the knowledge that K'uk'ulkan was alive. But now that he is dead, you could not live with the thought of marrying another man.
Imagine turning to your father, tears falling from your eyes, as you declared; “I wish not to marry any other man, father! My beloved is dead—my K'uk'ulkan is dead! If you still claim to love me as your daughter, then call off the marriage! If not, then it is either the convent or the grave.”
With great reluctance, your father allows you to enter the convent and become a woman of faith; for the death of your beloved was enough for you to vow your chastity upon the Lord and turn away from wandering eyes of men who wanted your hand for your riches.
But you never knew that K'uk'ulkan was alive. Under the guise and a fake name, he continued to build his own riches, his own power, his own empire just he could return to your arms and save his suffering countrymen.
And in a few years, he comes back for you, tricks the people who staged his supposed death (and killed his best friend Attuma).
And now imagine him, going up to you near the entrance of your convent with a smile; you could not recognize him for he was disguised, but he seemed...familiar.
“Hola, señorita. I am Namor. Your father must've told you about me, no?”
AVALEINE YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME ISTFG NFBWHWHDJWJWJDJBDHWWJWK SCREAMING RIGHT NOW TRULY
notes ; i am loving how most requests i receive are for neteyam (i love him sm) anyways !!! another title that is uhm a song title ...
characters ; neteyam x metikayan!f!reader
genre ; fluff !!!
You were one of Metkayina's greatest warriors. Like Neteyam, you were also the eldest sibling, daughter of Tonowari and Ronal. This reason got you two a lot closer as it gave you a chance to bond over the shared responsibilities or expectations people have.
Tsireya was with Lo'ak, and you were left with Neteyam. Teaching him was easy as he was cooperative and eager to learn.
"Be gentle when you bond with her." You instructed. "Feel her heartbeat and her breathing" you say before fled off as soon as he was ready.
It was going well when the Ilu started being too difficult for him to manage, eventually letting go as it was getting too quick for him. Your brother and his best friend saw this and laughed. "Don't mind them, Neteyam, you're learning" you told him with a comforting smile. "Here, let me show you how it's done." You say.
As you made the bond, you told the foreign boy, "Watch and learn, Neteyam." You immediately left with your Ilu.
Neteyam followed your figure intently, not losing you. He was impressed. He was in awe of how you interact with your Ilu. He was in love with this sight of you. You were too lost in your enjoyment you started doing tricks, complicated ones too. He fell in love with your smile and the sound of your laugh filled with pure entertainment love and adoration for your Ilu.
Neteyam was too lost in his trance to notice you were near him again. His breath hitched when you announced your presence.
"So, how was it?" You ask with a smile on your face. "I-it was cool, I definitely need to catch up and do those tricks you did" Neteyam replied, hoping no one noticed his stutter. But someone did, his younger brother. Oh how doom he would be now as Lo'ak will never stop teasing him about it.
notes ; coming up with a title was so hard so i just looked up a song title that was fitting so there's that. ty to anon for requesting xo i am a bit rusty but i hope you like it !! LIKES & REBLOGS R APPRECIATED !!
characters ; neteyam, reader, tuk, kiri, spider, and lo'ak
genre ; fluff, pining, kind of a slowburn ??
Neteyam and you were complete opposites. Yet, you both fit like two puzzle pieces. You already knew each other ever since you were young. At first, you saw him as a boy, but as you grew older, you noticed a lot of changes in him. How broad his shoulders are, his height towering over you, his voice getting deeper, and how his touch would linger on you whenever you made physical contact. You were not the only one who noticed these changes, him also. He noticed how you started acting like the women in the village, how conscious you are of how you look and act, how your eyes would stay on him when he plays with the boys in the village.
Kiri, Lo'ak, and Spider saw all of this and they were tired of it. So they decided to step up. They planned to make Neteyam jealous.
"Hey Y/N! Can you help me fix this guy?" Kiri asked, pointing to a boy your age. Knowing that Neteyam will be put off by this. While you were busy with the guy, Neteyam was busy drilling holes into the guy's head. "Neteyam, if looks could kill, you may have already killed an innocent man" Kiri teased. He rolled his eyes at this.
This went on for days, with the trio, separating you two apart. Lo'ak who sometimes replaced his brother's place and Spider taking you away from him, making Neteyam more agitated than he is now.
Tuk was adding more fuel to the fire, unknowingly. When Neteyam gets the chance to be alone with you, she pulls you away, wanting to play with Kiri, Spider, and you. This definitely amused Kiri as she sent him a knowing smirk.
When Kiri was called for leaving Tuk and Spider with you alone, Neteyam took this chance to drag you away, holding your hand, tight, startling the duo at his sudden appearance.
"Where are you taking me?" You asked. "Far away from those three" He replied, still holding your hand tight.
After arriving at the place where Neteyam wanted to bring you, still holding your hand.
"Are you alright?" You ask, using your free hand to check on his temperature, seeing this, he stopped your hand and held on it. "Yes, I am well. Let me get straight to the point" Neteyam says. "I have feelings for you, not friendly ones, it's more than that. You give my life more meaning. Everyday I look forward to just seeing your face. The sound of your laugh, even your cries and snores are music to me. In your arms I feel safe. I do not have to be this perfect and mighty warrior like my father, but I can simply just be me" he confessed. "Neteyam… I feel the same way about you" You said, making him smile at this reply. He was about to say something when you interrupted him. "Ever since you started to mature, I never would have thought I would fall this hard for you. These feelings of mine began when we rode your banshee. Your hand was on my thigh, and just by your touch, like a flame, you set everything on fire. I started to notice things I haven't before. I noticed how soft your eyes could get when you look at your siblings, I saw how you took great interest in my hobbies, I witnessed your great love for your family. Everything about you, even your flaws and things you don't even know about yourself, is something I deeply treasure and admire" you finished.
As you return home, the trio, Kiri, Lo'ak, and Spider sent you two a teasing smile, as they saw you two hold each other's hand. "Oh thank Eywa, they finally did something," Kiri said sarcastically.
summary: headcannons of kage and tsuki developing a crush on u! Except they’re princes may be a part 2 later LOL I spent too much time on writing their character instead of the actual crush
tags: gender neutral reader, royalty!au, she falls first and he falls even harder trope & enemies to lovers trope
—KEI TSUKISHIMA
Tsukishima is a prince who likes to show off and one-up everyone, whether it’s materialistic possessions, his acclaimed achievements or his line of available suitors. For his habit of showing off, most other princes of other kingdoms are not very fond of him, so most of the time, he’s left to his own thoughts. Though, despite all this, all he really wants is for his people to truly see him for who he is, not what he can do, or what he is.
During a stroll through the market, Kei’s ears perked of the vibrations of such an enchanting voice, reading out children’s fables and stories to the passerbys. Kei usually reprimanded the local poets and storytellers for causing a blockage in the market’s path, but this time, he sat on an empty wooden log and listened. His mind followed with the words and his head swayed to the rhymes and rhythm. Before he knew it, the moon had replaced the sun, the market shop keepers had packed up and gone home and the children went to go have supper.
“Excuse me, my prince, but I’m very much so gracious of you using your time to hear my craft!” With a grin occupying your face, you bowed before hurriedly leaving. Kei was left dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe that such talent belonged to a person as divine as you. He wanted you to be by his side, and read him poems just for him. With a pleased mind, he made plans tonight to host a function at his palace and invite every poet or storyteller, just to see you again.
—KAGEYAMA TOBIO
Kageyama is a cold-hearted prince, who values power and wealth over the health and prosperity of his people. He has no regard for anyone’s feelings except his own and is willing to sacrifice anyone and anything in order to get what he wants. Some say it was because of the absence of his parents, or that no other kingdom was willing to make alliances with him. Even so, Tobio dismissed all of those rumours and continued his duties as prince.
You were just a measly maid at the palace, someone beneath him. He ordered you around to do mundane tasks or incredibly difficult tasks just to satisfy his ego. However, despite all this, you defended him against your gossiping co-workers.. Tobio can’t say for sure this made him fall in love with you, but it definitely did earn you some respect.
Although, what did make him fall head over heels for you, was when he was assigned you a task to mop and polish the ballroom floors by yourself. He was expecting an obedient nod and for you to hurry along, but you did the exact opposite. You screamed at him, something along the lines of it being unfair, being overworked and not ethnically correct. He didn’t listen to your words because he was so distracted that someone had even yelled at him. He just had to admit, your bravery made him feel weak at the knees. However, he isn’t the one to submit.
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notes ; coming up with a title was so hard so i just looked up a song title that was fitting so there's that. ty to anon for requesting xo i am a bit rusty but i hope you like it !! LIKES & REBLOGS R APPRECIATED !!
characters ; neteyam, reader, tuk, kiri, spider, and lo'ak
genre ; fluff, pining, kind of a slowburn ??
Neteyam and you were complete opposites. Yet, you both fit like two puzzle pieces. You already knew each other ever since you were young. At first, you saw him as a boy, but as you grew older, you noticed a lot of changes in him. How broad his shoulders are, his height towering over you, his voice getting deeper, and how his touch would linger on you whenever you made physical contact. You were not the only one who noticed these changes, him also. He noticed how you started acting like the women in the village, how conscious you are of how you look and act, how your eyes would stay on him when he plays with the boys in the village.
Kiri, Lo'ak, and Spider saw all of this and they were tired of it. So they decided to step up. They planned to make Neteyam jealous.
"Hey Y/N! Can you help me fix this guy?" Kiri asked, pointing to a boy your age. Knowing that Neteyam will be put off by this. While you were busy with the guy, Neteyam was busy drilling holes into the guy's head. "Neteyam, if looks could kill, you may have already killed an innocent man" Kiri teased. He rolled his eyes at this.
This went on for days, with the trio, separating you two apart. Lo'ak who sometimes replaced his brother's place and Spider taking you away from him, making Neteyam more agitated than he is now.
Tuk was adding more fuel to the fire, unknowingly. When Neteyam gets the chance to be alone with you, she pulls you away, wanting to play with Kiri, Spider, and you. This definitely amused Kiri as she sent him a knowing smirk.
When Kiri was called for leaving Tuk and Spider with you alone, Neteyam took this chance to drag you away, holding your hand, tight, startling the duo at his sudden appearance.
"Where are you taking me?" You asked. "Far away from those three" He replied, still holding your hand tight.
After arriving at the place where Neteyam wanted to bring you, still holding your hand.
"Are you alright?" You ask, using your free hand to check on his temperature, seeing this, he stopped your hand and held on it. "Yes, I am well. Let me get straight to the point" Neteyam says. "I have feelings for you, not friendly ones, it's more than that. You give my life more meaning. Everyday I look forward to just seeing your face. The sound of your laugh, even your cries and snores are music to me. In your arms I feel safe. I do not have to be this perfect and mighty warrior like my father, but I can simply just be me" he confessed. "Neteyam… I feel the same way about you" You said, making him smile at this reply. He was about to say something when you interrupted him. "Ever since you started to mature, I never would have thought I would fall this hard for you. These feelings of mine began when we rode your banshee. Your hand was on my thigh, and just by your touch, like a flame, you set everything on fire. I started to notice things I haven't before. I noticed how soft your eyes could get when you look at your siblings, I saw how you took great interest in my hobbies, I witnessed your great love for your family. Everything about you, even your flaws and things you don't even know about yourself, is something I deeply treasure and admire" you finished.
As you return home, the trio, Kiri, Lo'ak, and Spider sent you two a teasing smile, as they saw you two hold each other's hand. "Oh thank Eywa, they finally did something," Kiri said sarcastically.
notes ; anon said it could either be him or neteyam or both ! i went with aonung as there's so little fics for him !!! likes and reblogs are appreciated !!!
characters ; aonung x reader
genre ; fluff ! headcannons
Aonung as a flirt would be charming.
I would say that the way he flirts is a bit of a red flag (he is played by a filipino, trust me ik how filo boys flirt.)
If you are the type to be hard to get, this would motivate him even more. Sticking by you a lot, helping you carry heavy objects (and they say chivalry is dead)
When you flirt back, he would definitely send the energy back you gave him.
When his feelings for you are sure, his way of flirting is a lot more genuine and meaningful, hoping it would impress you and your parents.
He is the type to confess first.
The way he confesses would be so cute !!! I imagine that he would take you somewhere quiet and peaceful, for your privacy, Tsireya definitely knows, as she gave this idea to him.
He loves hand holding !!!!! He would hold your hands while pouring his feelings out to you. He wouldn't mind if they are all sweaty ! Any contact you make with him leaves him satisfied !!
notes ; i am loving how most requests i receive are for neteyam (i love him sm) anyways !!! another title that is uhm a song title ...
characters ; neteyam x metikayan!f!reader
genre ; fluff !!!
You were one of Metkayina's greatest warriors. Like Neteyam, you were also the eldest sibling, daughter of Tonowari and Ronal. This reason got you two a lot closer as it gave you a chance to bond over the shared responsibilities or expectations people have.
Tsireya was with Lo'ak, and you were left with Neteyam. Teaching him was easy as he was cooperative and eager to learn.
"Be gentle when you bond with her." You instructed. "Feel her heartbeat and her breathing" you say before fled off as soon as he was ready.
It was going well when the Ilu started being too difficult for him to manage, eventually letting go as it was getting too quick for him. Your brother and his best friend saw this and laughed. "Don't mind them, Neteyam, you're learning" you told him with a comforting smile. "Here, let me show you how it's done." You say.
As you made the bond, you told the foreign boy, "Watch and learn, Neteyam." You immediately left with your Ilu.
Neteyam followed your figure intently, not losing you. He was impressed. He was in awe of how you interact with your Ilu. He was in love with this sight of you. You were too lost in your enjoyment you started doing tricks, complicated ones too. He fell in love with your smile and the sound of your laugh filled with pure entertainment love and adoration for your Ilu.
Neteyam was too lost in his trance to notice you were near him again. His breath hitched when you announced your presence.
"So, how was it?" You ask with a smile on your face. "I-it was cool, I definitely need to catch up and do those tricks you did" Neteyam replied, hoping no one noticed his stutter. But someone did, his younger brother. Oh how doom he would be now as Lo'ak will never stop teasing him about it.
notes ; coming up with a title is always my biggest challenge !!!!!!! ik u said in ur request that u wanted tsireya but i changed it to tonowari T^T hope u like it anon !!
characters ; neteyam x human!mute reader
genre ; fluff
The Sully's arrived in Metkayina, seeking refuge. While Jake and Tonowari were conversing, you came out of a few locals' shadows, startling the Sully's, especially Neytiri, as she saw a sky person living with the locals.
"What is a sky person doing here!" She screams. "She is one of us. Eywa brought her to us." Tonowari said. "But how?" Jake asks. "She appeared to us suddenly, wearing strange clothes. We thought she was an enemy at first but she showed no signs of evil." Tonowari answered. "My children will teach you our ways" he finishes, leaving his children to deal with them.
Neteyam was interested in you as soon as he got there. He saw how reserved you were. And how you communicated with others. It was a new sight to him. He took the chance to talk to you as soon as he saw you alone.
"Hey!" He says but you didn't hear him. He was a bit disappointed but that did not stop him. He tapped your shoulder to get your attention. And it worked.
"May I help you?" You signed in Metkayina's language. This startled him as he didn't know that you were mute. Thankfully, Jake taught him a bit of sign language. "I'm sorry" he signed in american sign language. "You know ASL?" You asked enthusiastically. He says he knows a little. Tsireya saw this interaction and offered to help you both out since she wanted you to befriend the Sully's and she saw how interested Neteyam was in you.
Weeks passed, it was a lot easier conversing with him and his family. You are a lot closer than before. Slowly, you start to reveal more about yourself. How you liked linking arms, holding hands, and such. You told stories on how it was back on Earth and how you were also the eldest sibling. Both of you were so different, yet you share similar qualities.
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