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#Spider “Miles” Socorro x Human Reader
normspellsman · 1 year
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A Kiss, Perhaps
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pairing: spider socorro x fem!human!reader
genre: fluff
word count: 4.4k+ (😳)
warning(s): just spider + reader being cute idiots in love, spider actually being a lovesick puppy that happily follows you wherever you go, subtle brains x brawn dynamic, the tiniest hint of suggestive content (?), first kiss trope, slightest mention of making out, & getting caught (oop-)
taglist: @aonungsmate @universal-s1ut @thatonegirlwiththebeanie367 @optimisticblazetrash @arminsgfloll @amortencjja @dearstell @liyahsocorro @chshshhshshshshshshs @goodiesinthecloset21 @sweetirilly @blushhpeachh @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic
word bank: ikran — winged creatures used for flying + hunting
note: set before the events of atwow! i keep overdoing myself with these 4k+ fics 😭 but anything for you guys <3 there’s nearly not enough spider fics on this app. give my boy some love T-T! also, tumblr’s being weird & not letting me tag some people on the posts so i’ll try to tag those with a line through their user in the comments.
You loved spending time outside in the forests of Pandora, soaking in everything you saw. You spent more time out of the lab than in it most days.
Spider even joined you at times, trailing behind you like a lost puppy. You probably knew the forest better than the boy, even with his frequent associations with the Sully children. You practically never left the beautiful scenery and spent too many hours exploring every little thing you could. So, he found it best to follow your lead whenever he tagged along on your journeys.
Norm liked to say that you were a lot like Grace Augustine in some ways. Always wanting to analyze and study every single plant you came into contact with. Always too caught up in admiring the beauty and wonder that Pandora provided. Of course you never met the woman but you saw plenty of her video recordings with Kiri and on your alone time. You could say that the two of you had similarities but none that were too significant.
You knew almost every inch of forestry on the moon-planet. Almost.
There was this one place that Spider had stumbled upon many years ago after running around with Lo’ak. It was his little hideout spot whenever he needed time to himself or wanted a break from things. He didn’t think about sharing it with anyone else until you mentioned how bored you were one night, complaining about how you practically seen every inch of the forest and that there was nothing else to see. You loved everything you saw on Pandora but missed the first time admiration one held whenever they saw something they had never seen before.
Spider wasn’t exactly sure if you had already scoped out his little getaway spot but nonetheless, he still wanted to share it with you.
“I don’t think you’ve been to this place though,” Spider speaks up one day, pulling your attention away from whatever you were studying underneath the microscope.
The teen also often offered his company to you whenever you were in the lab doing whatever scientists did. He liked spending time with you, even if you were too caught up in doing sciencey stuff that he had absolutely no clue about.
“What do you mean?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.
A shit eating grin stretched itself onto Spider’s lips. Good, he thought, she doesn’t know what I’m talking about.
“You said that you’ve seen every inch of the forest,” he replied, twirling a pipette in between his calloused fingers, “but, I’m sure you haven’t seen my hideout.”.
Curiosity sparkled in your eyes, back straightening in attention.
“What does it look like?” You asked, genuinely excited about the secret place Spider had kept from you for whoever knows how long.
Spider had you right where he wanted you. Like a prey in his web. There was no way that he was going to give you any details of what it looked like. Where’s the fun in that? He wanted to see the pure, genuine look of amazement on your face when you finally saw the place he was talking about.
“Nuh uh,” Spider tsked, poking your cheek with the pipette, “I am not falling for that. You’ll just have to wait and see tomorrow,” he finished, face inching closer to yours.
Your eyes rolled in annoyance, not pleased with Spider's answer. You at least wanted to know where the spot was or what some of its features looked like, it would help that anxious-excitement feeling that always crawled its way into your stomach whenever you discovered something new.
“Wherever you’re taking me better not be somewhere where I have to climb,” you retorted, slightly pushing back his head with your hand, him snorting in response.
��It’s not that bad. Besides,” he replies, “I can always carry you up there.”.
Spider was ridiculously strong for a human boy his age. The first time you realized it, your stomach twisted in knots. The two of you were play fighting in your early teens when the male managed to pin you down with just one arm, the other slithering in between your bodies as he tickled your stomach. It was in that brief moment that you realized how different and quickly Spider was changing, thanks to puberty.
Just the thought of Spider carrying you up to wherever he had in mind without even breaking a sweat made butterflies erupt in your stomach. You began to wonder how his toned arms would feel around your body or how his tense back would feel against your front as it flexed due to his climbing. (Your mouth began to water a little at the thought. Oh how you wished he would just pull you into his embrace and hold you so you could feel the flexing of his muscles as he did so.)
You quickly scoffed the thought away, shaking your head at the dirty blondes' response. He very obviously took pride in his strength and the fact that he could most definitely carry you anywhere without much difficulty.
“Sure you could, Spider,” you added, your eyes squinting a little at the boy in front of you, unplugging and turning off the microscope you were using.
Spider smirked at your response, tossing the pipette to the side as he saw that you were getting ready to clean up, signaling that you were done for the day and we’re going to head off to bed.
“Night, beautiful,” Spider whispered, ruffling your hair a bit before he turned and left the lab you were occupying.
“G’night,” you replied, pink dusting your cheeks in reaction to the nickname he gave you early on into your friendship.
He always called you that. Max had explained to him what the word meant when he overheard Jake call Neytiri that when he was only a child, wondering what it meant. Max told him that he should only ever mean it whenever he called someone it. So he did. You were the only one he called beautiful and probably would be the only one he ever called that and truly meant it.
“Tomorrow, three hours before eclipse,” Spider quickly added, heading peaking through the door of the lab, a smile on his face as he voiced the time he planned on taking you out.
You only hummed out in acknowledgment, shooing him away as you focused on your task of cleaning up your area of the lab.
You really couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
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“Hurry up, you’re going to make us late,” Spider whined out, sprawled out on your freshly made bed, a ball of yarn in his hands as he tossed it up and down towards the ceiling.
You rolled your eyes at the boy, annoyed at his words. It wasn’t like there was someone else waiting for you at the spot he wanted to take you to.
“We are fine, Spider,” you scoffed out, finishing tying up your shoelaces together besides the teens head as your body was in a seated position. Your hand briefly reached out towards Spider’s knotted locs, messing with them a little before he turned his head to teasingly nip at you, teeth not making contact with your skin. You squealed in response, hurriedly pulling back your hand in order to avoid the boy's sharp teeth.
Spider barked out a laugh at your response, tossing the ball of yarn to the side, softly landing on the floor with a dull thud. Another thing he loved, messing with you. He took great joy in doing it and seeing your reaction.
“Yeah well, the faster you finish getting ready, the faster we’ll be at my spot,” he retorted, pushing himself up to a sitting position, a bored look on his face as he looked at you.
Spider had only been in your room for around fifteen minutes, barging in when you just finished braiding your hair yelling about how long you were taking and how by the time you were done, it’d be sunrise already. He was all ready to go and had been waiting for you for almost thirty minutes before coming into your room unannounced. He usually did, which caused you to throw whatever was closest to you at him, demanding him to get out. You got used to it over the years but still, you needed privacy and sometimes, you felt like you rarely had that around Spider due to his spontaneous barging into your room. You gained the ability to change out of and into your clothes incredibly fast, almost always narrowly missing flashing Spider.
“Okay, okay, I’m all ready,” you responded, hands going up in surrender as you stood up from your spot on the bed, dusting off the back of your thighs and the front of your shorts.
Spider groaned out in relief, hopping off the bed and grabbing your packed bag that was placed by the doorframe, throwing it over his shoulder before grabbing your hand and rushing you out in excitement.
“You’re gonna love it, I swear!”.
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The both of you had arrived and climbed up to the place Spider had wanted to take you to in an hour and a half. The sun was just at eclipse when you arrived. Spider didn’t hesitate to crouch down a little so you could jump onto his back, legs and arms tightly around his neck and waist before he began the ascent up.
“We’re here,” Spider whispered, slightly out of breath from the exercise. He tapped your thigh twice, signaling that it was safe for you to let go.
The first thing you saw were vines. Lots of them. It covered almost every inch of solid rock, clinging across the surface until your eyes landed on a small opening, the vines dangling over it as the twine and its leaves cloaked the opening. No wonder you never knew of this place. Regardless of it being too high up for you alone to climb, it was very well hidden by the green vines.
It seemed like it was a cave, from what you could see. Peeking past some of the small openings in between the vines, you couldn’t see much light through the gaps. It seemed to be pretty dark and the only light that was getting through was the sunlight that managed to squeeze between the vines.
“You excited?” Spider asked, anxiety settling itself in his stomach. He wanted you to like his secret spot. It was special to him. He didn’t even tell Lo’ak about it and he tells the Na’vi boy practically everything.
“Very,” you replied back, eyes still glued on the intricate weaving of the vines. You tried to imagine what was behind the plant's structure, excitement setting in.
You liked finding new things but this felt different. More personal. Spider told his loved ones almost everything, so you were genuinely surprised when he brought up the fact that he had a secret hideout. And knowing that you were probably the only other person to see and know about this place made it even more special and personal.
“C’mon,” Spider whispered, taking your hand in his as he gently pulled you inside, pushing the vines to the side to make room for the both of you to get through.
It was dark at first, the numerous vines making a dull thud sound as they fell back into place once Spider let them go. But then, small blue dots of light appeared, scattered across the walls and ceiling of the cave, lighting up the space in its dim light. The longer you two walked, the more brighter it seemed to get. The biolomenscient dots got dimmer and dimmer the further you and Spider went, the warm glow of the sunset replacing it.
Another opening made its way into your line of sight, giving you the perfect view of the eclipse and more.
“Holy shit,” you whispered out, hand still grasping Spiders.
The sight before you was absolutely breathtaking. Ikran flew across the setting sun, shrieking in delight as they dipped and dived. The floating mountains were scattered across the sky, thick and large vines connecting them to each other so they didn't drift too far from another. The vibrant colors the setting sun emitted settled across the horizon and danced across the tops of the trees beneath the cliff you and Spider were currently standing on.
Spider smiled at your response, warmth spreading across his body as he came to the conclusion that you were enjoying the sight before you. He felt nervous before, not wanting you to not like where he was taking you. But now, he felt so happy. Happy that you were awestruck and couldn’t tear your eyes off of everything in front of you.
“Like it?” He asked, hand squeezing yours to catch your attention.
“Like it?” You replied, eyes still darting across the beautiful scenery in front of you, “I love it! How come you didn’t take me here earlier?” You pouted at the end.
The boy only chuckled in response. To be honest, he considered this place to be his. Like a little secret. He wasn’t planning on sharing it with anyone. But the more he thought about it and visited the small cave slash cliff hideout, the more he wondered what it’d be like to share this place with you. He was over the moon when you agreed to tag along last night. This was no longer going to be just his spot but the both of yours.
Spider slightly tugged on your hand, guiding you to follow his actions in sitting down, legs dangling over the cliffs edge.
“It’s so beautiful,” you commented, settling yourself next to Spider, hands still intertwined.
The human boy hummed in response, eyes never leaving the side of your face. The setting suns colorful rays reflected off the glass of your mask, highlighting your bright eyes as you continued to gawk at the gorgeous sight in front of you.
To Spider, your beauty could never compare to what was in front of him. He had seen this kind of sunset millions of times before but he always found himself thinking of you whenever he gazed at the eclipse and the colorful horizon. You were truly one of a kind. He always felt special whenever you graced him with your presence. His eyes never left your face whenever the two of you hung out, oftentimes running into things on accident which made me even more flustered once your laugh reached his ears. If he were in a Na’vi body, his tail would be swaying furiously back and forth like a dog excited to see their owner whenever his eyes settled on your figure. You always had a special place in his heart. Which makes this moment even more special.
“Hmm, just like you, beautiful,” he whispered back, nudging your shoulder with his.
A wide toothed smile made its way across your lips, a giggle escaping them as you shook your head at the boy. “Cheesy,” you replied, eyes finally tearing away from the sunset and settling on Spider.
Your breath hitched in your throat when you realized how close the two of you were. Your shoulders were touching and your clasped hands were in Spider's lap, his thumb rubbing the back of your hand. If it weren’t for the masks you had to wear, you most likely would be able to feel each other's breath. Just the thought gave you slight goosebumps.
“Sappy,” Spider agreed, laughing in response to your previous statement. He tended to be overly romantic whenever around you. Albeit he never outwardly voiced his thoughts, he still thought them. You only got a glimpse or two of that side of him, it only being during whenever the two of you were joking around or he was trying to bring your spirits up on a particularly hard day. It never failed to make you feel better or laugh in response.
Your eyes were stuck on Spider's face, glancing from his eyes, to his nose down to his lips, and then back up to his eyes. He was probably the prettiest human boy you’d ever seen, and the only one you’d seen.
“Want to know how I stumbled across this place?” He asked, cheeks reddening at your intense stare.
“Please,” you responded, shifting a bit to face more towards the boy, hands still tightly interlocked.
Spider brightly smiled before starting, glad to be finally sharing this, his place with you.
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You had stayed out way past curfew, too caught up in the beauty of Pandora to realize just how late you and Spider stayed out.
He had you put yourself on his back again on the way down, your hands returning to grip his shoulders as your legs tightly wrapped around his waist. You found yourself thinking about his muscles and his strength again, making yourself blush at every thought. The fact that you were so tightly pressed up against him and could feel his back muscles twitch and flex as he climbed down didn’t help, at all.
But he too was blushing. There have only been a handful of times where the both of you were in a position like this, so close together. Most of them were when you were children and still needed the comfort of someone else to sleep, Norm often finding the two of you entangled together as you softly snored away in your deep slumber. The other time being when you had a tickle fight and he pinned both of your hands above your head and tortured you with his swift fingers against the sensitive skin of your stomach. Spider almost kissed you that day, if it weren’t for Max’s interruption, telling Spider that Lo’ak was there for him. And the other time being now. It had been so long since he had you this close. Of course you two hugged and had sleepovers whenever you were bored, but even then, you never had your body that close to his and vice versa. Spider could feel the beat of your rapid heart against his back, smirking at how fast it was pumping.
It was nice to have you this close to his body. Especially in this circumstance. He felt like he was protecting you, in a way at least. Spider knew that you didn’t have the type of training he did regarding exploring the expanse of Pandora’s forests. You mostly explored on your own and kept to the forest floor whereas Spider leapt from tree to tree with Lo’ak and climbed whatever he could. And regarding this fact, he knew that you wouldn’t be able to pull yourself up to climb all the way to where he wanted to take you as well as back down. So this was the least he could do. Have you cling to his back as he descended back down to the mossy ground.
The minute your feet touched the floor, you took off sprinting, shouting at Spider to race you back to the lab. Poor boy barely had any time to process it, standing there in shock for a few seconds before quickly following after you, catching up to your figure within minutes.
The boy beat you to the lab even with your head start.
“No fair!” You whined out, huffing and puffing from your sprinting. Damn, you thought to yourself, and to think Spider does this everyday.
“Hmm, sucks to suck I guess,” Spider teased, patting your head as you stood there with your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. Your mask began to fog up from your ragged breathing.
You playfully slapped Spider’s hand away as you both walked up the stairs to the lab, the boy holding the door open for you as you walked through.
Once the door shut, a hissing sound reached your ears, signaling that the filter was forcing out the Pandora air and replacing it with the air you and the other humans needed to breathe. When the small light above the second door turned green, you quickly discarded your mask and pushed through the secondary door.
“That was so much fun!” You exclaimed, wide smile on your lips as you turned back towards Spider, watching him place both of your masks back onto the small rack they usually reside on.
Warmth spread throughout Spider’s chest at your exclamation, proud that he was able to make you this happy from simply sharing his hideout with you. “I’m glad you had fun,” he replied, a gummy smile spreading onto his lips.
“Thank you so much for taking me! I really enjoyed tonight,” you continued, same smile still plastered on your face.
You felt grateful that Spider wanted to share a place he had found and kept to himself for a while with you. It made you feel special. Really special. You wanted to do something for him that showed your gratefulness. But your mind kept drawing blanks the more you thought about it. It had to be a grand gesture that showed him just how much you appreciated tonight as well as him in general.
Silence settled itself between the two of you, it resting comfortably in the air. Seconds had passed from the last time you spoke, eyes darting around Spider’s painted striped skin, the paint fading from the days excursions. As your eyes settled back onto his face, you realized that he was staring at your lips.
A lightbulb went off in your head. Yes, a kiss would work.
“I am very grateful that you decided to share your hideout with me. I feel honored,” you began, taking a step closer to the boy in front of you, “Is there anything I could do to show my appreciation?”.
Spider gulped at your question, one thing coming to mind. But, the boy only shook his head and shrugged. “It’s alright. I’m just happy to have spent tonight with you,” he replied.
Sappy motherfucker, you laughed to yourself, feeling yourself melt at how sweet Spider was being. You knew that he’d never force you to do anything that you didn’t want to do. Another thing that you loved about him. (Right after his face and muscles, of course.)
You hummed in response, inching closer as you did so. You could practically hear how fast Spider’s heart was beating against his chest, making you slightly smile at how you might be the cause of it.
“I think I have something in mind,” you trailed, straining your neck a bit to look up at the boy as you finally stood chest to chest. A few strands of Spider’s locs fell in front of his face and dangled besides yours, hand going out to tuck it behind one of his ears. The boys knees almost gave out at the movement, stomach twisting in knots and skin beginning to tingle from your gentle graze.
“And w-what could that b-be?” He stuttered, dark blush covering his cheeks. He felt his heart beat even faster as the seconds ticked by, if that was possible.
You smiled up at Spider, right hand coming to gently take his left one. “A kiss, perhaps?” You asked, not expecting him to agree right away.
“You…you w-want to…to k-kiss me?” He shakingly asked, the hand in yours intertwining his fingers between yours. He couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. That you suggested that you both kiss. He’s dreamt of kissing you ever since he saw the couple down his hall kiss when he was younger, Max yet again had to explain the action to him. Ever since he knew that he liked you. Since he knew that you’d be the only one for him as long as he breathed.
You nodded at his question, eyes falling from his eyes to his lips and back to his eyes. You also dreamt of kissing the boy. You wanted to ever since you saw an Earth movie from the twenty-first century where the two protagonists were lovers. You wanted to experience everything that the two lovers in the movies experienced with Spider. It was something you often caught yourself daydreaming about when you had nothing else better to do.
At your confirmation, Spider gently and delicately cupped your face in his warm and bigger hands, bringing you closer to his lips. There was a sliver of space between your lips and his, the teen boy waiting for something. Spider’s eyes searched yours for hesitancy and when he saw none and received another nod of your head, he pressed his plump lips against yours.
Your left hand went up to his waist to steady yourself, knees nearly giving out on the spot as your brain realized that this was actually happening.
Warmth was the only thing you felt from the kiss as well as adoration and care. You thought the whole fireworks thing was a bit silly whenever a character in a movie talked about it. But this, this was so much better than fireworks. You could feel how much Spider loved and cared for you through a single kiss. Could feel how nervous you made him through his shaky hands and rapid heartbeat. It was much better than fireworks. You felt loved and cared for through your shared kiss. You only hoped that Spider could feel the same things you did from the kiss as well.
The two of you stood there for who knows how long, kissing and pecking each others lips. You only broke away from the kiss two times to inhale more oxygen before you passed out. Spider meanwhile kissed all over your face as you did so, placing gentle kisses against your cheeks, nose, forehead, and chin before slotting his lips against yours again once you filled your lungs with sweet oxygen.
A loud cough erupted from behind you, halting the both of you in your kiss. Fear and anxiety spikes through your system, eyes widening as you slowly turned around to see who caught you and Spider kissing face.
“I don’t want to know,” Max started, arms crossed against his chest as a sleepy expression painted his face, “Just, get to bed. Separately. And if anyone asks, I saw nothing, okay?”.
You swear you never ran to your room so fast in your life, giggling out into the quiet corridors of the lab with Spider trailing behind you. Yeah, sorry Max, but there was no way that either of you were going to bed in your respective rooms tonight. There was too much to talk about and catch up on.
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onskepa · 8 months
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Can I get a Jake sully x daughter reader.
where the reader was Jake's first child who he left on earth when he went on Pandora. Years later, Jake is finally reunited with his daughter, the one thing he hand longed for, but he finds out that she works for the RDA and is alongside Quaritch. I kinda want this to be a series cause I've been looking all over for fics like this but there are barely any at all.
Gotta admit, this one was a toughie. Not that I'm complaining, I enjoy a challenge. Now I did think long and hard where this would take place. Hope fully this is is good! enjoy!
NOTE: I had to change things around considering the time line and not everything will be down to the T compared to the movie.
Left behind series
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Left behind
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Neytiri was enjoying her peaceful night with her two children, neteyam and kiri and her beloved mate jake. As she holds neteyam, while jake was holding kiri but he had a distant look into his eyes. Neytiri knows that look. It is a look where he is mentaly absent and wonders somewhere deep in his mind.
Doesn't happen often, and whenever it does, its about his past. Neytiri knows some of it but doesn't know all. Not that she minds. In fact, she encourages that he forgets his past. All of it.
"ma'jake" she softly calls out to him, placing her hand on his cheek, bringing his attention to her, bringing him back to the moment. Jake humms, paying attention to her. "whatever it is...its all in the past. Forget it, leave it behind. You are here with me and our children. You belong here with me" she says, letting her soft voice soothe his mind.
Unknowns to neytiri, it was the biggest mistake she will ever make.
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Neytiri was holding spider, her blade at his throat. In front of her, the demon of her nightmares, Miles Quaritch stands in a false na'vi body doing the same with kiri.
"do it, he aint mine" Quaritch says, no hesitation in his voice. In fact, he was grinning as if to encourage neytiri. This isn't what she wanted. She wanted to strike fear into his heart. Have him feel what she is feeling.
"he doesn't care if I die!" spider tells neytiri. Normally she would ignore him but this time, she couldn't. "You don't care for your own child!?" she screeches. The demon grins in a twisted way. "As far as I am aware Mrs. sully, he isnt my child......but she is"
"MOM/NEYTIRI LOOK OUT!!" Kiri and jake shout to her.
It was quick, it was swift, neytiri couldn't block it in time. A shadow lunged behind neytiri, kicking her behind the knees and body slamming her with full force bringing her and spider down.
Neytiri was quick, fangs out, hissing out in anger only to be met with a gun at her face. She looks up and she sees a young woman. Tall, tough looking, her expression cold and deadly. But one thing stood out, and that was her eyes.
Her eyes were blue.
The same blue eyes jake once had in his human form.
"please! please don't hurt her!!" spider crawled up in front of neytiri as means to protect her. He didn't care of neytiri was threatening his life moments ago, she was not someone he wished death upon.
"quaritch p-please...!! tell her to step down or something!!" spider begged. But the man simply grinned. "you said a child for a child isnt that right Mrs. Sully?" Quartich teases.
kiri had enough and bit his arm making him let go. She ran to her dad but a bullet barely scrapped her shoulder making her shout in surprise.
Jake looked at the young woman who was facing them and time stopped for him. The blue eyes.....he knows those eyes better than anyone else's. Cause they were his own.
"Fair trade I say jake. My child for YOUR child"
Neytiri and the kids were shocked. Jake looked as though he was stabbed a million times.
"daddy? daddy who is that?!" tuk asks as she tugs his hand. Kiri, spider and neytiri also wanted to know.
"she is my daughter" jake says. The daughter he loved. The daughter he cherished with his life. The daughter he left behind for Pandora.
The girl stared at him with nothing but hate and malice.
"not anymore" was what came of her mouth, her voice void of emotion, cold and distant.
"My name is Proto Quaritch, and I am Miles Quaritch's daughter!"
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Ngl I feel like I could have done better. I can see this being a series but I got three in the works. This will have to be temporarily be in the shelf until I am done with one of the series. Anyways, I hope ya'll like it!
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neteyamsoare · 3 months
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birthday present / spider socorro is now live. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩
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ಇ current game. it's spider birthday and you decide to pull a surprise on him.
ಇ game warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, aged up! spider, fem! human! reader, lingerie/stockings, mentioning of alcohol, drunk sex, dom! spider, dirty talk, spanking, slight oral (f receiving), slight fingering (f receiving), p in v, dirty talk, use of ‘ma’ + breeding kink. words. 1.1k.
ಇ things to note. finally finished it at 2:33 am, oh my god. it's always spider that gets me writing over my drabble limit, something about him but i’m happy to finally post it. thanks to my bestie, @inlovewithpandora, for reading it over for me and suggesting to add the breeding kink in it, love you bb!! : masterlist / kinkmas masterlist / previous fic / taglist
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It was Spider’s 22nd birthday and the two of you celebrated amongst your friends which you have been planning for a while now as a secret wanting to surprise Spider and catch him off guard. 
The two of you partied it up more than anyone else there. You played games, grinded on each other, and drank more than the rest which they had to lead you guys home. You loved seeing the smile on his face, his expression kept playing over and over in your head when you first removed the blindfold from his eyes and everyone yelled ‘surprise’. 
He was so happy since he thought everyone forgot his birthday, you had him think that so as not to give away any hints of the surprise party. Now that his special day is ending, you tell him to close his eyes for the final surprise you had for him, slurring over your words a bit. “No peeking!” you chastised him after catching one of his eyes slightly opened and he slightly chuckled, closing his eyes completely.
You squeal in excitement as you undress yourself from your loincloth and feather top. You planned this good, it was one of the reasons you spent so much time at work between planning the party and sowing a new piece that you knew he was going to love.
Once you were done putting them on, you stood right before him, smiling very hard, a bit nervous about what he might think. “You can open your eyes now,” you exclaimed as you watched Spider open his eyes, looking you up and down with a shocked expression. “Do you like it?” 
“Damn ma, if I knew that this was going to happen, I’d have left the party a long time ago!” Spider smirked as his eyes traveled down your body as he noticed how the bra accentuated your breasts to the way your panty hugged all your curves. He was drooling at the sight. “You look so sexy, only f’me,” he whispered, closing the distance between the two of you. 
“Only for you,” you repeated back as you leaned forward, smashing your lips on his, you opened your mouth slightly giving him total access to slide his tongue in, and his hands travels down the side of your body til they meet the swell of your ass, rubbing it a bit before squeezing it tight eliciting a moan from you as he deepened the kiss. 
Spider is the first to pull away as you both catch your breath, he pulls down your bra enough to release your breasts, cups your breast, kneads it softly, and rolls your nipples with his thumbs. Small moans come out of your mouth as your hands untie his loincloth making it drop to the floor and his cock springs up and hits against his abdomen, precum coming out of the slit, leaking down his shaft. 
“You want him so bad, don’t you?” Spider questioned as he brought his hand down to rub against the fabric to test the waters and as he expected, it was drenched with your slick. “Yes, you know I do.”
Spider walks over to your desk, clearing it with just a swipe of his hand, papers, pens, and pencils flying to the ground. “You gotta stop doing that,” you chastised him and he let out a laugh. “Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up after,” he slurred over his words as he brings you over to the desk, bending you over, your breasts laid on the desk while your back arched with your ass in the air exactly where he wants it. 
Spider pulls your panty to the side, your bare pussy on display for him, admiring how soaked it is just from making out and playing with your breasts a bit. He runs his finger between your folds before sticking a finger in your hole, slowly thrusting in and out as your cunt clenched around his finger. 
“Mmm fuck…” you cursed under your breath, he removed his finger and replaced it with his tongue, slurping up your sweet juices. “Spider… stop with the teasing…” you whined earning a deep chuckle from him. 
Spider straightens himself, rubbing his cock between your folds, letting your slick cover it before he lines up to your entrance, pushing it inch by inch till he bottoms out, grunting as he does. 
“Baby, y’so wet that I slid right in,” he groaned as you waited for him to move, so eager for him to blow your back out. He gives you slow sloppy strokes for a few before increasing the tempo. 
The sounds of skin slapping, your moans, and the desk hitting against the wall filled the air of the lab. You were so glad that it was only the two of you here, it kinda did excite you a bit of getting caught. 
The more he pumped in and out of you, the more you drenched his cock with your juices. “Shit…” you let out a pornographic moan as he relentlessly slammed in and out of you. 
“Y’feel s’good, baby,” Spider groans as he slaps your ass causing you to yelp, bringing your hand to place over the stinging area but he grabs a hold of it and places it on your lower back using it as leverage as he continues to fuck you into the desk. 
“Y’fuckin me so good,” you cried out as you felt your high build-up. Spider knew you were close just based on you starting clenching him even tighter, he knew he was close as well and he couldn’t help but imagine filling you up with his cum. 
You would look s’pretty if he got you pregnant, s’round as you waddled around the clan showing everyone just how much you were his made him so excited that it drove him crazy.
“Baby, I’m coming,” you moaned as your legs began to flutter around his cock, squirting all over his length, your juices dripping to the floor. “Mmm.. fuck…” you tried catching your breath as Spider sped up his pace as you were coming down from your high. 
“Don’t you think you’ll look s’good with my baby in you?” Spider questioned as he continued at his torture, loving the sweet sounds of your moans. “I think you’d look s’pretty,” he continued and you smiled at the thought as you felt his dick twitch inside you. “Please fill me up with your cum, no drop wasted.”
A smirk formed on his face when he heard you speak those words and there was no going back as he pumped into you one more time, releasing his load deep inside you before pulling out, watching as some of his come trickled out of you and he scoops it up and pushes it back inside you, you gasp at the feeling.
“I know baby, I’m done, let’s get you cleaned up then you can rest, okay?” he quired and in response, all you could manage was an ‘mmm’ and he chuckled. The two of you couldn’t wait to see what the future held for you, y’all were ready for just about anything.
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Curiosity Pt. 2
Romancing Pandora Day: #5 ~ Stepcest
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Pairing: Adult Spider x McCosker step-sister reader
Words: 6.5K
Summary: Being curious is a natural thing, especially when such a strange man walks the halls you live in. How can you not ask to have your curiosity satisfied?
Warnings: Aged-up character, NSFW, stepcest, Spider has nipple piercings and a dick piercing, biting, oral sex (fem receiving), P in V, riding, squirting, creampie.
Notes: I'm in love with reader and Spider's dynamic.
Credits: Credit to @cafekitsune for the MDNI and support banners.
Previous Part: Curiosity
Na'vi Translation:
Parultsyìp: Term of affection for children
Syulang: Flower
Sevin: Pretty
Oeyä: My (possessive)
Rutxe: Please
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You once thought your life was mind numbingly boring. That you're living through an oxymoron, and to your defence, you're right. But the oxymoron isn't in being a alien on a alien planet anymore – though that fact still bothers you – you now live your life through a crooked lense of right and wrong.
You weren't supposed to be here; sitting in the same chair in the same damn cafeteria for the third fucking week in a row, contemplating your life decisions for the the hundredth time today.
You're supposed to be a xenobotonist, that's what your parents decided you would be since you were three. They'd force you to sit through every boring meeting and help them categorize their damn plant specimens in between the times they're shoving textbooks down your throat and forcing you to babysit your snot nosed little brother Henry.
Sure, you hate xenobotony. And sure, you kinda hate your little brother Henry – Sammy still gets a free pass – but it was a sure thing. Your life was completely planned in a unplannable world that's still so dangerous and unknown to you. You'd probably settled for a way older but still reasonable aged man, get married and maybe pop out a kid or two, it'll be a boring and uneventful life. But it's the only life you've ever known. It was the only stable thing in your life; the only sure thing you had a grasp on. But now you're tangled in this lust filled spiral with the one person you're never supposed to be involved with.
Spider was forbidden; he is forbidden. And yet every night you're sneaking out, hand in hand with this forbidden man, finding the most secluded part of the forest before letting him ravish you until you're sore and pleasure drunk.
You've quite literally throw a boulder against the glass panelling of your life, shattering everything you've ever known for a endless night of pleasure. It's selfish and greedy, yet so fucking irresistible. You've tried fighting your new growing urges, faining plans or pretending to be too tired to spend the night rolling in the dirt. It never worked, you'd always find yourself following after Spider, recreating your first night together all over again or crawling your way down the hall and into his bedroom where he's waiting for you with open arms and a disgustingly cocky smirk.
And yet you can't find anything in you to regret it, not even a minuscule moment of guilt or shame that comes with the reality of fucking your step-brother. Not an ounce of remorse fills your soul when you let that freak of a man do the things he does to you, not a single thought of contrition fills your soul when you daydream about the events from the night before as you're having dinner with your family, never thinking about the "disgrace" you'd be bringing to your family through your actions.
For all you care the entirety of your family can go fuck themselves – Sammy still getting a free pass – and their entitled ways. They can take their future disgrace and high strung honor system and shove it up their asses.
Your thoughts constantly run wild with him and everything you and him could be if your life was just a little different, just shifted to the right course for once, for your choices to actually matter in the pattern of your life. And even then, you know it won't make a difference, if it's not your family something else will make you believe that you couldn't be happy together even if you tried to publicly date.
If Spider even wants to be together; as for now, fucking seems to be the only thing you two ever do together. And he does it so good...
You slam your textbook shut, slapping your forehead against the hardcover surface, letting out a quiet groan into the worn cover. A rhythmic throb has begun between your legs, causing your thighs to clench as your mind happily replays your night with Spider, his rough, calloused hands ingrained in your mind and imprinted on your skin. His fingerprints bruised into your hips and blooming around your neck, hickies darkening the skin of your breasts and inner thighs.
All day your thoughts have tossed you between the rapturous bliss from Spider's god like body and the ever present dark cloud that follows you from your family. The constant hot and cold makes you want to bang your head against a wall repetitively until your dizzy and incapable of making a decision so everyone will leave you alone.
You pick at the cold rehydrated crambled eggs on your plate, poking at it with your fork as you nibble on a piece of dehydrated apple slices. The cafeteria is buzzing this morning, scientists and Avatar drivers alike busying themselves with their morning meals, burying their noses in their notebooks as they study over their horribly handwritten notes.
Henry is loudly smacking his food with an open mouth, mimicking Sammy's clumsy open-mouthed attempts at putting his little spoon in his mouth, your mother too busy writing down new ideas for her studies to help him, letting his mashed baby food cover the bottom half of his face, even somehow getting some on his left eyebrow.
"Why are you scowling, Pipsqueak?" your father questions from his seat at the head at the table at your right, not looking up from his notepad as he questions why you aren't your usual "happy" self. Your open display of frustration against your textbook probably disturbing his peaceful morning breakfast.
"M'not scowling," you counter, reopening your textbook back to the same beginning chapter paragraph you've been staring at for the last hour. "I'm just tired and not comprehending what this chapter is discussing."
"Then you should put those useless doodles you're obsessed with down and actually sleep when you say you're going to bed." you mother pokes at your raw, open nerves, digging at you for loving to stay up late at night and having to get up at the earliest and most ungodly hours of the morning to help with Sammy without complaining.
Your nostrils flare, hiding your now growing scowl behind your textbook, "Mother–" you try to defend yourself but your father cuts you off before you can throw her spite back at you.
"And I don't want to see that scowl later tonight at Norm's birthday gathering." your father quips, settling a quick, stern glance your way before turning back to his notes, taking a sip of his black, bitter coffee.
Henry snickers at your side, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and on his sleeve like the uncivilized beast he is. "Most people calls those 'gatherings' a party, Pop."
The corner of your father's lip curl into a amused smirk, "Only those attending this gathering gets to call it a party, you're babysitting Sammy until your sister comes to take over."
You hide your own smirk as you turn to the next page of your textbook, reveling in the groan of despair Henry let's out, quickly shutting up when your mother sets her hard glare on him, ending his protests immediately.
A familiar figure walks past your table, half naked body sticking out amongst the white coats like a sore thumb, broad shoulders set back with pride in his way of living as he marches into the kitchen, smiling at people as he passes. You feel yourself smile at the casual nature emanating off him today, a bounce in his step as he dodges around the cooks in the kitchen.
"Staring at your sex." Henry taunts you under his breath about your shameless staring. Your heel digs into the top of his foot, squishing his toes under your relentless stomping of his foot. His body jolts from the pain, crying out a loud, "FUCK!" As he reaches down to pry your heel off his foot.
"Henry Andrew McCosker! Where did you learn to use such disgusting language?" your mother reprimands, her expression of pure shock mirroring what you feel on the inside. Your parents are the most fouled mouthed people you've ever met, usually reserving those types of words for when Henry and Sammy were out of ear shot.
Henry glares at you, rubbing his broken, sneaker covered toes, revenge dancing in his eyes, "Well actually–"
To save your own ass you quickly interrupt him, "Is Spider invited to the party?" you ask, shoving a apple slice into your mouth to seem as casual as possible.
"If he is, Miles will do well to remember to clean up and represent this family better than he has been." your mother sneers, glancing into the kitchen at Spider as he playfully punches Norm's arms simultaneously dodging the head swat Dr. Patel throws at him.
Your father recoils at the idea of Spider attending the party, "That brat can stay in the jungle with whatever blue monkey whore he's been screwing." he mutters to himself, flinching at the cold glare your mother settles on him.
The now powder dehydrated apple slice gets sucked into your airway at the quiet gasp you let out, immediately choking and sputtering as your body attempts to get rid of the food blocking your airway. Your face heats up as you start to cough, throwing your textbook down to blindly reach for something to wash down the powder, grabbing the coffee mug your father offers you. You however regret your decision as the harsh, bitter burn of the black diesel like coffee slides down your throat, causing you to cough louder as you gag at the taste.
"Jeez, pull yourself together." Henry comments as he scoots further down the bench away from you, recoiling with a disgusted face at the loud, gravely cough you let out. You're tempted to grab him by his collar and cough directly in his face but instead choose to guzzle the glass of water offered to you by a passing scientist.
"Infectious rodent," you growl out, turning your heated face and redden eyes at your younger brother, vicious intent swimming in your hard glare. "I should shove this glass–"
"Enough!" your mother silences you with a whispered shout, cutting off whatever snarky remark Henry was going to counter with a water curdling stare. "You both will behave yourselves for the rest of the day and especially tonight. And keep this ridiculous banter out of the ears of our colleagues, understood?"
There was no arguing with your mother when she gets let this, treating you like you were a child again and making Henry act older than he is, it was preposterous and purely done in the hopes of keeping her spotless reputation among her colleagues. So instead of arguing and ending this still somewhat peaceful morning with rage filled screams and the possibility of you hurling your textbook at her, you mumble a quick, "Yes, Ma'am." With Henry and leave it be.
You fix your face into a neutral expression, using your textbook as a shield to cover the trembling in your arms, the growing rage and fear traveling through your veins, hoping the hardcover of the book in front of you blocks any other incoming comments and sly remarks from anyone in your family.
The weight of a heavy stare settles on your shoulder like a weighted blanket, causing you to scan over the rim of your textbook for the intrusive gaze, finding a pair of concerned chocolate brown eyes staring at you from across the room. Spider's brows are pinched together as he watches you from the corner of his eyes, occasionally monitoring your family's exchange through his casual conversation with Norm and Max, his worry emanating off of him in waves.
This isn't the same glance Spider would give your family on a regular basis, not the curious looks of a boy watching the only family he has rejecting him from Sunday dinners and watching on as his siblings and parents carry out happy banter amongst themselves, acting oblivious to the person desiring to join in on the family activities.
No, this glare was different... angrier than normal. His darkened eyes darting chilling glances at your parents, clenching his jaw whenever the angry red flush creeps onto your father's face and your mother's cold eyes settles on you. He seemed angered by your cowering form and defeated expression, his gaze going from hard and furious to gentle and caring when he stares at you.
You give him a small smile that you're hoping will calm him for now, but your pitiful smile does nothing but make his already hard expression deepen, shoulders tensing as he now full on glares at the side of your father's head.
You snap your book shut, giving a mumbled excuse of needing a more quiet area to study, suppressing your complaints when your mother tells you to take Sammy with you because she'll be too busy this afternoon before the party to tend to him. You dampen a napkin from the leftover water you were offered, wiping down Sammy's mushy baby food covered face and hands, gathering his sippy cup and bidding your family goodbye.
Your eyes stay glued to the ground, muscle memory telling you exactly where you are by the color of the tiles, just as you're about to pass Spider you purposely drop Sammy's sippy cup, "Crap!" you make a show of looking defeated as you shift Sammy's chubby body to your other hip.
Just as you attempt to bend down and grab the leaking cup of juice, a blue painted hand grabs it first. The warmth of Spider's other hand envelopes your hips, guiding you to stay balanced as you straighten up, giving Spider a grateful smile as you except the cup. Spider's hand never leaves your hip as he tickles under Sammy's chin, "How you doing, buddy?"
Sammy gives Spider a wide gummy smile, smacking his hands against your chest as he jumps, full of excitement at the small amount of attention Spider's giving him. Truth be told, you've always suspected Sammy liked Spider, he always beams up at him whenever he passes, acting beyond excited at the slightest touch or smile. You couldn't blame Sammy for being intrigued or even delighted by Spider's presence, you've learned first hand these past few weeks how calming and peaceful Spider's presence can bring you, something any child could detect. Plus with how bright and colorful Spider is, it's no surprise Sammy was drawn to him. Like sister like brother.
"Oh, we're fine. Hanging in there, but it's a little hard at times." you tell him, catching Spider's concerned eyes for a moment before looking down at Sammy, fixing his tangled curls. "His teeth are poking at all his sensitive spots recently, been making it real hard for him to enjoy his day most of the time."
You peek up at Spider through your lashes, praying he understands what you truly meant. Spider's long, calloused fingers squeezes at your hip, "Don't worry, Parultsyìp, it'll get better soon." he says, ruffling Sammy's curls before leaning down to kiss his cheek. The smooth warmth of Spider's own cheek rubs against yours, his musky scent filling your lungs and turning your tensed muscles into mush. You sigh, feeling your body melt into the smallest touch before it's taken away.
You take your leave, heading out of the cafeteria and leaving your family behind and unfortunately leaving Spider in your wake.
The rest of your afternoon is filled with taking care of Sammy and occasionally telling Henry to beat it whenever he started stalking around, asking to use you tablet or asking you to make food. The hours pass quickly as you stare at the seemingly blank pages of your textbook, looking at the words like they weren't even there as your mind replays your tiny interaction with Spider. His big hands possessively holding onto your body, his soft cheek against yours and his sweet words that he gave Sammy – and inevitably gave you too.
By the time you actually put your endlessly racing mind to rest and start reading, your mother barges into your room. "Get ready and wear that dress you wore for your fifteenth." she barks out, scooping up Sammy and turning off the TV in one swift move. She pauses at the door, "And Y/N?"
You look away from your closet, fiddling with the ruffles ends of your white sundress, "Hm?"
"Stay away from that boy."
Her words send a bolt of anxiety down your spine, clenching your chest and turning your stomach. "What do you mean?" you fake innocent, praying your voice is as unbothered as your expression.
Your mother's lips twitch into a sneer, "You know what I mean, stay away from Miles. I don't need his... looseness catching on."
Sammy whimpers in her arms, big tears developing in his eyes as he starts to sniffle a cry, a growing urge to rip him out of her arms causing your nails to dig into your palms so hard you're convince you'll make yourself bleed. With one last stern glare your mother closes the door, carrying a crying Sammy down the hall and into Henry's den.
Your mother's words light a burning hate in the pit of your stomach, fighting everything in you to not start screaming into your pillows. You rip off your clothes, quickly throwing on the little sundress before fixing your hair. You weren't going to put in any real effort to look amazing like your parents want, not when you'd be leaving the party shortly after arriving just to appease your parents need to show how perfect their eldest daughter can be. It's the same routine you go through with every 'special event'.
Arrive looking neat and presentable, giving people a bright smile and a happy greeting, shake some hands and fill people in on your studies then quietly slip away, go back to your room and spend the rest of the evening listening to the murmered voices and laughs of your parents colleagues. If you're real lucky you'll hear two or three people fucking in the storage closet next to your bedroom.
The bright red fruit punch swirling in your cup is no where near as pungent as the alcohol on the table next to you; there but off limits to you even though you are an adult, can't risk letting their perfect older daughter getting tipsy at a colleagues birthday party. Plus, you'd feel bad making Sammy deal with your alcohol breath.
The cafeteria has been decorated in array of brightly colored glowing leaves and vines, the buzzing lights above turned off so the different colors of Pandora's flora can light the hall up with their natural glow, allowing you to hide basically unseen in the dark corner next to the liquor. Your parents mix and mingle with their friends, cheering Norm on when he downs his seventh shot of the unknown and heavily alcoholic beverage, the last shot needed for the solidification that he'll be in the storage closet with Dr. Rosa once again.
You sip at your beverage, watching different people dance and talk amongst themselves, the classic music playing through the worn out speakers is just loud enough to drown out the growing murmers around you. You watch the party above the rim of your cup, hoping to catch a glance of the only person you truly want to be around right now.
Of course he's not here. Why the hell would Spider hang around a party full of old scientists trying to relive their youth by drinking too much and dancing with no rhythm to songs made before they were even thought of? Plus, with the extra hostility your parents have been throwing his way lately it would make sense that he'd avoid this party like a plague, even if he wanted be here for Norm.
The pounding beat of the music and the mixing smells of different alcohols start to give you a headache, worsening your already souring mood. Your foot starts to tap unconsciously, releasing your pent up stress as you stare expectly at the back of your mother's head, waiting to be released from your duties and allowed freedom.
Your parents are oblivious to your staring, too focused on swaying their hips to the music, giving each other teasing smiles and suggestive looks that makes you want to hurl. Downing your punch, you book it out of the cafeteria, taking advantage of the distraction and running down the hall to the dorm hall. You stop by Henry's room to check on Sammy and find the both of them cuddle up on Henry's bed, cartoons still playing and a layer of yellow chip dust covering their fingers and mouths.
You creep away, letting them sleep and heading to your room with growing anticipation. Your nerves are shot and your body's heavy, your ever step dragging you down even further. You fight the lead weights in your limbs, practically throwing yourself into your room, leaning against the door as you just stand there, letting the familiar scent and feeling of your safe space embrace your tired body.
"'Sup, Syulang."
You yelp, jumping from the sudden presence of a deep voice somewhere in the darkness of your room, uncomfortably bumping into your door, no doubt bruising your shoulder.
"Easy," The familiar voice soothes you, a big, warm hand cupping your cheek with one hand while the other turns on the diffuser on your bedside table. The dark space is flooded with purple light, illuminating your favorite blue painted freak that's standing in front of you. "It's just me, baby."
Your arms immediately find their place around his neck, pulling his bigger body against yours, burying your face into his bare chest. His arms gladly welcome you, squeezing you so tightly your back cracks. "Bad day?" he asks, though he already knows the answer.
You nod, hugging him tighter, "It's never ending." you mumble into his skin, running your hands up and down his toned back to soothe yourself, basking in the content hum it earns you.
Spider sighs into your hairline, featherlight kisses being laid on your forehead and cheeks, making you smile when he kisses the tip of your nose. His rough fingertips all but grope your body, pawing at your sundress to hike it further up your thighs so his hands can make contact with the bare skin of your hips. Your back is pressed into the door, his muscular chest pressing against your breasts and squishing them together, pushing your dress down enough that the curve of your breasts come into view, enticing Spider to lay a deep kiss on your lips.
Spider raises a brow, thumbing over your hip bone with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Bad day equals going pantieless so you can flash people in revenge?"
You pinch his nipple piercings, making him yelp and jump away from your assault, "No, you asshole! I just didn't feel like putting in any real effort tonight." you tell him, pushing him away enough to step out from you trapped position against the door. Trying to find refuge in your bed once again, hide from the booming world under your soft covers and pretend you don't exist, to drift out of consciousness in the warm darkness and hope you can stay like that forever.
Spider's strong grip on your hand stops you, pulling you back into his chest even through your complaints. "Stop griping and let me help you relax." he tries to calm your growing brat like behavior.
You swat at his chest again, faking annoying at his calming touches and gentle kisses, trying to hold onto your anger in hopes it'll make you feel any better, that your anger can boil over to real courage and in the morning you can actually start that screaming match with your parents you've been avoiding for the last couple of months.
Spider grabs your face in his hands, forcing you to look into his big, hypnotizing eyes for the first time tonight. "Hey, stop fighting me, sevin. I'm not going to let you go to bed angry," he reassures you, his warm lips grazing yours with each word. He grips the bottom of your thighs, hoisting you up to wrap your legs around his waist. "And I'm certainly not letting you go to bed alone."
You roll your eyes, tightening your thighs around his slim hips, tangling your fingers into his untamed locs, pulling him into a searing kiss. Spider smirks into your desperate kiss, big hand groping your ass as he lays you on the bed, placing his heavy weight against your body, pulling your pelvis to meet his tented loincloth.
This is what your crave at every moment of your damning day, desperate for his touch and his addicting body pressing against yours, his skilled hands turning you into puddy as he worships your body, kissing you so passionately you're afraid you'll never find something to fill the void he'll put into your life when he leaves.
The mere thought of his absence makes you want to cry, making you claw at his back to pull him back into you when he tries to pull away, greedily kissing him even as he chuckles through the kisses. "Easy, babygirl, I'm not going anywhere. I'm not gonna leave you wet and needy." he teases you for the spike in your 'horniness', nibbling at the swell of your breast before snapping the thin straps of your disheveled sundress.
You frantically tug and yank the dress off, a flustered heat spreading across your face at the snort Spider lets out, "Damn, you really are wet and needy." he says, eyeing the embarrassing amount of slick leaking from your desperate pussy, covering your inner thighs, making your legs shine in the low lighting of your bedroom.
He catches your hand before you can smack his shoulder again, bringing your palm to his full, enticing lips, laying sweet kisses on every inch of your hand, nipping your fingertips and sucking on the delicate skin of your wrist. His hand splays out against your bare chest, laying you down on your back, "I'll take care of you, Oeyä Syulang. Just relax for me."
His smooth, deep voice turns your tense body into mush, falling back into your mountain of pillows, peering down at him as he slowly makes his descent down. His long eyelashes tickle your skin as he lays biting kisses on your chest, preferring to knead at your tender breasts as he leaves dark bruises on your stomach.
The mischievous glint in Spider's eyes make it's way to his lips, giving you a all too familiar smirk as he pulls your legs apart, long fingers digging into the meat of your thighs and pushing at them, forcing your legs back to your chest to spread you wide open for him.
Spider groans at the slick leaking out of your quivering hole, "Fucking beautiful pussy," he breathes, leaving sloppy, wet kisses on your inner thighs as his eyes stay glued onto your cunt. "Can't wait to taste you again."
Finally Spider laps at your slick folds, silky hot tongue licking over your clit with eager strokes, messily slurping at your aching cunt like it's his last meal. A pleased sigh leaves your kids swollen lips, fingers tightening in Spider's locs as you drag him further into your dripping pussy, trembling thighs squeezing his head when he moans into you.
Spider's tongue is heaven sent, long and skilled as it dips into your hole, massaging your gummy walls until you're crying out, spewing out incoherent moans and pleas. You always envied the bitch that taught him how to tongue fuck so well, regretting the amount of times you declined when he invited you to join him on his adventures when you were younger. If you knew it would've gotten you to become his practice toy you would've agreed a whole lot sooner.
But now you're here, hiding your barely muffled moans with your hand that Spider quickly pulls away, practically sobbing as Spider circles your clit, doing odd, uneven patterns that you quickly learn are letters to his name, claiming your pussy for himself and no one else. Not that anyone else could ever have such a strong hold on you like Spider, you'd never recover from him.
"Fuck, Spy! Fuck– ah! I'mma cum, please, I'mma cum!" you ramble on, squeezing your thighs around his head so hard you would be afraid you'd hurt him if it wasn't for the very pleased groan it earns you, hand fisting his locs in a painful grip as your back arches off of the bed the same time your hole clenches down on his tongue.
Your body goes heavy and limb against your bed, muscles achy from how tensely you've been wound the last couple of days, finally getting some relief to your overly tired brain as you lay mindlessly on your bed. Spider wipes his wet chin with his hand, licking your juices off his palm before climbing back up your body and nuzzling his nose against your cheek, something he was very fond of doing. It mimicked that of what the Na'vi do to mark who they belong to, rubbing their scent into each other's skin to ward off any others from trying to stake a claim on already claimed territory.
You lazily pet his cheek, resting your forehead against his as he affectionately nuzzles you, the sentiment so endearing you find yourself leaning into his rubs, following his movements as your own nose rubs along his cheek. The entirety of Spider's body hovers above you, supporting his weight on his elbows as he only lets a small amount of his body settle onto yours, even then you can still feel the stiff press of his hard cock straining through his loincloth on your thigh.
Your hands wander down his smooth chest, teasing his nipple piercings just enough to get a laugh out of him before venturing further down, your smaller hand cupping the ever present bulge enticing you with every passing second.
Spider flinches at your touch, hips automatically rocking forward to grind into your hand. "Tonight's about you, Syulang, I don't need it." he tries to convince you, directing his efforts in distracting you by taking your perky nipple into his hot mouth, rolling it around his tongue until your eyes begin to flutter close.
But it's not distracting enough, not for what you're craving. You want to embrace your sin and forget the world around you like the mere presence of Spider has distracted you so far. Squeezing down on the bulge, Spider whimpers into your chest, doing small, aborted rocking motions into your waiting palm, grinding his piercing against the coarse fabric of his loincloth.
"No, but I want it. I want you, Spy, so please, if you're here with me then give me everything." you softly plead, pushing on his chest until he starts to move, pretty face all scrunched together in confusion as you guide him to lay down. That confusion quickly disappearing and being replaced with a dazzling and excited smile as you straddle his hips, sitting your leaking cunt ontop of his covered erection.
Your fingers slowly pull on the messy knots holding his loincloth in place, teasing his sensitive skin by dragging your nails down his panting chest and stomach, tickling his pronounced V line with the very tips of your fingers. You lift yourself just enough to slip the offending clothing off and throw it somewhere on the floor with your dress. You bite at your bottom lips when you see your favorite things; his pretty piercing.
Your thumb catches a droplet of precum, spreading it around his leaking tip, enjoying the little jump he does when your slather his sensitive piercing with his precum. "Can you stop ogling and let me fuck you already, baby?" Spider taunts from below you, gripping your hips so he can drag your dripping pussy across his shaft, trying to pull you close enough to slip into your warmth.
Spider rolls his eyes when you smack his hands away, standing on your knees as you line him up with your entrance, cooing at him when you 'accidentally' bump his throbbing piercing against your clit before slowly sinking down on his impressive length.
You'll never fully get used to his size, never fully be able to adjust to the way your cunt stretches around his thick cock, the feeling of your insides moving around to accommodate for his size. Spider groans under you, lifting his hips to meet your slow descent down, squeezing your thighs so hard you're sure you'll have bruises to cover for tomorrow.
Your clit rests on Spider's pelvis, a delicious pressure against the bundle of nerves causing you to whine as you experimentally roll your hips as you fully sit on his cock. Both of you are panting, clawing at each other to pull yourselves closer. You purposefully wiggle your hips, yearning for the desperate moan Spider gives you. "Hm, told you, you were the subby type."
Spider's pleasure filled face collapses into a scowl, his fingernails biting into your plush hips as he rolls his cock up into your aching walls, surprising you so much you jolt up with a gasp. Spider yanks you into his chest, wrapping his strong arms around you to keep you steady as he starts his brutal thrusts into your greedy cunt, pounding into your sweet spot with ever deep, quick stroke.
You squeeze and hug Spider's sweat slicked body as you bounce ontop of him, moaning and whimpering into his ear, whining at the sting of his teeth biting into your shoulder to hide his own pleasured noises. His cockhead repetitively rams into your cervix, piercing massaging your sweet spot as his throbbing shaft pulses with your gummy walls, your clit grinding and sliding against his slick covered pelvis.
You're surprised by how quickly your body begins to react, building into another intense orgasm faster than ever before. You squirm and grind with every memorable thrust Spider gives you, half afraid you wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow but truly not giving a flying fuck, not when he feels this good rearranging your guts the way he is.
"S-Spider," you whimper, your thighs shaking around his hips at a particularly hard thrust. Your words dying on your tongue as you sob into his skin, clenching down on him, the numbing heat in your lower stomach travelling to your limbs and clouding your mind.
"What is it, Oeyä Syulang," Spider pulls your face away from your hiding spot buried in his neck, bringing you into a hot, needy kiss, nipping your bottom lip until you whimper. "Tell me what you want."
You moan into his mouth, "Wanna cum, please let me cum!" you beg, squeezing down on him again.
Spider's hands fall to your ass, squeezing the soft, pliable flesh as he uses the leverage to rock you up and down on his length, moaning with you at the new angle his piercing is dragging at. "Take it, baby. Take what you want and make yourself cum."
You push yourself up on shakey arms, using Spider's strong chest to stabilize yourself as you grind down, pushing his pulsing piercing into your sweet spot and dragging your clit down on the smooth skin below you, creating an addicting, mind numbing pleasure that shakes through your body, your loud cries being drowned out by the obscene sounds of wet skin slapping together as you squirt around Spider's cock, your rhythmic throbbing triggering Spider to quickly sit up, in an attempt to pull you off his aching cock.
Spider tenses when you push him back down, moaning as he taps your thighs frantically, trying to push you off before he cums, your inviting walls almost proving too much for him as he whimpers for relief.
You shake your head at him, clenching down around him as you lift then drop yourself down on his pulsing shaft. "Nu-uh, baby boy, I want you to cum in me." you thumb his nipple piercings, pushing at his raw nerves. "Rutxe, Spider, cum in me, I need it." you purr into his ear.
Your broken usage of the Na'vi word begged into his ears is like heaven to your special freak, breaking his last ounce of resistance, moaning for you as his hot, thick seed paints your walls white, filling you up so much it spills out and collects into the growing puddle of your slick and sweat. Spider seems to cum for forever, whining as you rock your hips to grind your overstimulated clit on him, prolonging both of your orgasms.
Both your bodies go limb against each other, too tired to even pull out Spider's softening cock as you lay on each other, Spider just barely rolling you over so you can be cradled into his side. Your racing mind finally feels at ease, every troubling thought completely fucked out of you.
Spider finds your hand laying on his chest, lacing your fingers together as his thumb traces soothing patterns into the back of your hand. His gentle touch and caring actions are like a gut punch, stirring your heart so hard with anxiety and the growing love you have for this boy you're convinced this is what a heart attack feels like.
"Hey, Spy?" you call out to him, not looking up from your spot cuddled into his side.
He hums, shifting down so you're face to face, rubbing his nose along your cheek with his eyes closed, obviously enoughing himself. "What's up, sevin? Already ready for round two?" he teases knowing how insatiable you've been lately, probably expecting you to start begging for more as his lips curling up into a smile.
You ignore his crude teasing, nudging your face into his so you can hide under his chin. "You're my safe person; the only person I truly trust." you admit, terrified you've ruined the one good thing in your life by your unneeded display of sappy emotions and love he doesn't reciprocate.
There's a long moment of silence, neither of you knowing what to say as the silence drags on. Your stomach churs with fear, your hands splaying out on his chest to push him away but he stops you, "No," he says, pulling you back into his ever welcoming embrace.
His soft lips meets yours in a long, gentle kiss, pulling you back for more even when you start to pull away, his every touch begging for just a little more, just one moment longer. When you do finally pull away to take a much needed breath of air, Spider cups your cheek, "I–"
Whatever words you'd beg to hear from Spider are cut off as your door slams open, Henry's silhouette standing in the doorway. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"
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rxdidz · 1 year
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pls write for spider i love him 🙏🏻
★ dating spider hcs
★ human reader!!
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you were the only human girl he knew other than the scientists 😭
so you two grew up tg and he was crushing fr
when u were little they tried to keep you in the lab a lot but spider made that difficult by dragging you outside to explore
also he can be annoying, but he likes u a lot so it’s okay 🤗
holds your hand a lot
running around pandora? he’s holding your hand.
cooking? hold his hand.
sad? hold his hand!
the type to make fun of you because he likes you 😭
he teaches you what lo’ak and the others taught him
he thinks you’re so cool too like you might as well be a actual na’vi
everytime he looks at you he looks so mesmerized
literally “😍”
he’s so understanding like he listens to all you’re problems
kiss him anywhere, anytime, okay? he does not care
loves making you smile it’s literally his #1 goal in life
make you 2 matching friendship braclets pls
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httpsjeonglvr · 10 months
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Coloud you do one where reader is the youngest sibling in the sully family she was on Pandora before jake arrived she was a assident of grace she became a full navi before her brother because she was hurt badly during the escape like grace but unlike grace she was transfurde to her avatar body she was in a relationship with miles and still cares deeply for him she the main reason he turns his back on the rpd and joins the navi in the end to be with her and spider :)
A/N: I love this request and I hope you like it because I was just writing whatever came to my mind
For the lovely @rachelcarroll1819
Part 2??
WHEN YOU HAD first heard of this experiment of going to a world full of blue aliens you jumped at the opportunity and that’s where you met Grace and Quaritch the man who fell in love with only for him to ruin it with his evil intentions.
When you had first joined Grace's side Miles would non stop flirt with you because you played hard to get until you had finally given in and you had a very productive night. You thought everything was going great, you had an attractive boyfriend and your brother was helping with something you enjoyed until you found out he and Miles were planning to destroy the home tree which broke your heart and you yelled and hit him until you were tired.
Jake had gained some sense and also fallen for Neytiri so he fought against Quaritch’s team which resulted in him and many innocent Navi dying including Neytiri’s father. You were left devastated and severely injured until Norm and Jake found your body and took you to the lab where you were permanently placed in your avatar body because your human body was too weak and he failed to save it.
You found out you were pregnant with your son and that filled a hole in your heart,since your human body was week Norm had to do surgery so he was born early. Luckily he hadn’t many health issues and grew into a healthy young man.
Time skip to a few years later your baby boy is now a teenager and wanting to explore Pandora more which you loved because the world was beautiful and you were the same when you were younger. Though you still very much missed Miles you had to be strong and work hard for your son. That was all going well until he was taken by the RDA who unknowingly led by the father of your son.
You and your older brother had to leave Pandora to seek safety from the RDA who was targeting your brother and his family. Though it was a struggle to convince the Metkayina to take you considering you were a part of the war,they reluctantly did and you were learning their ways so you would be useful.
You were sitting at the beach playing with the Ilu’s reminiscing about your times with Miles who acted tough around others but was a total softy with you. You weren’t paying attention so it surprised you when a presence came beside you,you turned around to see your older brother,he had always tried to make sure you were okay and felt included ever since your only son was taken away from you.
“How are you doing sis?” He wrapped an arm around your shoulder pulling you into his chest as your groaned. You haven’t been getting any sleep lately wondering where Spider was and if he was okay. “I’m fine” You looked into his eyes and could tell he didn’t believe you but didn’t press further so he nodded and left you to be,you always liked to be by yourself when you were going through things it calmer you down until…
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The sky was now dark, grey and gloomy as a depressing aura had surrounded a specific spot in the ocean. Tonowari, Ronal, Jake and Ney'tiri were in the waters on their skimwings, as many Tulkuns had circled around one that floated above water.
Ronal approached the Tulkun, praying to Eywa that it wasn't who she thought it was. The closer to got, she knew her answer. It was her spirit sister.
The woman hopped off her creature, releasing strangled breaths as she touches Roa's head, looking over the Tulkun who was now dead. She jumps up onto Roa's flipper, and glances more around with tears building up fast, "She was spirit sister." She told the new incomers, crying out incoherent noises.
Behind her watching the scene, You,Jake and Ney'tiri bowed your heads to respect the fallen, and also with guilt as they knew the humans did this.
"She was the composer of songs!" Ronal cried out, sobbing for the loss of her spirit sister, "We would sing together." She looked to her side, and spotted Roa's young child, crying out even more seeing this.
"She had waited many breeding cycles to have his calf." She explains to the Sully's, lips trembling as her breathing was labour with sobs, "The whole clan was happy for her."
Ronal kept releasing cries, as her hand had not move from Roa's head, "What is this Tonowari?" She briefly looked back at her mate and Jake, "What is this!"
Tonowair felt his mates pain, and exhaled shakily as he looked to the side, trying to keep his emotions calm.
Jake moved the sea creature him, and Ney'tiri were on as he now notices the bright red bags, and a beeping tracking device on Roa's flipper. Instantly they knew what this was. The sky people were back, and closer than ever.
The rain was pelting down on the environment of Pandora, as thunder was heard and loud, but wasn't as loud as the everyone gathered under the main area.
"My spirit sister, and her baby have been murdered by the sky people!" Ronal told everyone gathered, gaining noises back from them and a hiss from Tonowari.
"This war has come to us!" He looked at everyone in the crowd, holding his spear up high in one hand, "We knew about this hunting of our Tulkun people, way over the horizon, far away! Now, it is here!" He declared yelling, slamming his spear down onto the ground as him, and the people of the clan started to hiss and hold our their tongues.
 Jake now tried calming them down, knowing if they didn't do something soon, more Tulkun would die, "You gotta understand how the sky people think! They don't care about the great balance!"
Ney'tiri glanced around the aggressive Metkayian with a heavy frown, keeping Kiri close to her side with Tuk.
Neteyam also tried getting people to quiet down, and hear his fathers words as he pulled (Y/N) by the arm away from the aggressive Na'vi, "Listen! Listen to him!"
"The sky people are not gonna stop!" Jake motions with his hands, and brings them down slowly, "This is only the beginning. You guys gotta tell your Tulkun to leave!" He turns around to them all, rising his voice, "You gotta tell them to go far away!"
"Leave?" Ronal hisses her question to him, staring at him in disbelief, "You live among us, and you learn nothing!"
A Metkayina Na'vi behind Ronal now shouted, holding up his spear also, "We will fight to protect our brothers and sister!" He yips out noises, and sticks his tongue out, as the rest of his clan copy him.
Jake become more alarmed at this, and span around to everyone quickly, "No! No- if you attack, if you fight, then they will destroy you!" He yelled his plead, "They will destroy everything that you love!" His voice cracked a little, continuing his pleading as he motions this to Ronal, who automatically places a hand over her pregnant stomach.
The oceanic Na'vi clan once again ignored his words, and yelled out some more, causing Jake to scream pleads to them all.
"Listen to him!" (Y/N) now tried yelling to the overhyped group, not wanting more death on this clan as Neteyam helps her with shouting out as well, "He speaks the truth!"
Jake, having enough of no one hearing him out, he quickly grabs the red tracker that Neteyam was holding, and jumped up to the highest point in front of them all, showing the tracked as they quieted down. "You tell the Tulkun that if they're hit by one of these, they're marked for death."
Ronal looked to her mate, face full of sorrow and sadness took over their features hearing this.
"A call for me. I'll silence it." Jake tolds the massive group, and took some deep breaths before talking again, "Saving their lives, that's all that matters. Right? Saving your family." He finished, eyes landing on the leaders last as all the Metkayina clan takes in his words.
Tonowari looked down at his mate, who was holding onto his arm, and she nods her answer to him. He turns back to Jake and his people, motioning out to sea with his spear, "Tell the Tulkun."
"Go." Ronal orders, voice on the edge of cracking with her emotions all over the place from all these recent events. Her people listened to her, and all started to rush off towards the water, going to find their Tulkuns.
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Many Avatar soldiers were holding guns as they landed, and Lo'ak stood over (Y/N)'s laying down the body with his knife bared and hissed threateningly at them.
He goes to lunge at one of them, but the Avatar deflects his attack and hits his arm, as he grabs him and shoves Lo'ak to the ground, stopping the agitated male.
Meanwhile, (Y/N), Tsireya, and Tuk were escaping the net, and fighting back the people that were trying to restrain them, as they all yelled.
An Avatar grabbed (Y/N) by the back of her neck, causing her to lash out and headbutt his nose, as she threw herself back into his body.
He groaned painfully at the hits, cursing at her as she hissed a threat, but he kicked her leg and it caved in on her, as he grabbed onto her queue and held a knife up to it.
From the top of the stairs inside the ship, Spider was quickly running down towards the scene, "Hey, hey! What are you doing, stop!" He shouted as he ran down onto the deck, but the human soldiers stopped him, "Stop! Don't hurt them!"
Spider looks at Lo'ak, who couldn't move forward with the guards on him, and questions, "Bro, you okay?"
Lo'ak, who was currently trying to fight the Avatar's hold against the ground, looks at Spider sarcastically, "Yeah, great cuz, never better."
Spider releases a breath, and his attention is drawn to his father who landed his Banshee and jumps off of it onto the deck. He wondered where his mother was since he knew she wouldn't let them leave by themselves before he caught her teary-eyed gaze.
"Get back to the bridge." Quaritch orders as he points to Spider, then the ship, "Keep him there!"
The guards listen with head nods, and shove back the teen boy as he scowls and gets forcefully pushed away from the deck.
Back on the deck, Quaritch strolled up the the teens being held against their own will, and spots (Y/N) teary-eyed and hissing Lo'ak, making him freeze.
"Yeah, I remember you ." He declares as the ones holding the two lift them up, making them hiss more against the hold, "Cuff 'em to the rail, all of 'em. except for the lady"
When he orders this, the group pulls the kids towards the rail despite their trying to fight back against it with yells and shoves. (Y/N) tried to elbow the one holding her, but he just tugged on her queue making her release a pained nose as she got led away from the kids.
Not being able to break free from the Avatars, Tsireya, Lo'ak, and Tuk all get attached to the railing by the red chains.
(Y/N) grumbled under her breath as she moves her head to the side, the lady in between Quaritch and his sidekick.
"Be brave." Lo'ak rasps from beside her, as he hears his little sister's noises of nervousness, and (Y/N)'s ears flicker at his voice, turning to his direction.
A second later, both the children attached to the railing and the Avatars, plus guards on the ship all heard the sound of warrior Na'vi whooping and yipping.
From around the corner of the giant, tall rock, out came a group of Metkayina warriors on their Skimwings, and they let themselves be known to the sky people on the ship.
"Na'vi inbound!" One of the Avatars informed others, as they all saw the incoming threat heading right for them. The guards focused on the incoming crowd and started to rise their guns.
"Dad!" Tuk yelled out in relief, smiling happily seeing that her father was coming to save them.
"Weapons up! Spread out!" One of the Avatars beside the captain ordered, as they all got into position and aimed their guns at the Na'vi warriors.
Jake, who was also leading the group up front with Tonowari, told him to stop them. Tonowari raised his spear up in the air, signaling his command as the other warriors all stopped their advances, and waited within the water.
Back on the ship, Quaritch removed the communication device on Lo'ak and took his earpiece. He placed the earpiece in his ear, and held the speaker to his mouth, getting ready to talk.
Jake looked through the eyeglass of his gun, and saw who was on the ship, as his heart rate picked up seeing his children on there, and spotted (Y/N)'s scared face, making him become more anxious, "They got our kids-" He moved the scope right, "Your daughter-" Tonowari let out a sound, obviously upset, "(Y/N), Tuk, Lo'ak.." Ronal hissed, releasing some strangled breaths.
All of a sudden, Quaritch started to talk into the mouthpiece, "Jake, tell your friends to stand down. If you want your kids back, you come out alone." He then pulls out his gun from his side, holding it up to show him, "You know better than to rest my resolve." He brings down the gun to the back of (Y/N)'s head, making her blood run cold and tense up. She was happy to see that he and their son was alive but it seemed like he had forgotten everything they had been through or that he simply didn't care, that thought alone brought a bigger frown to her face.
Lo'ak growled seeing this, ears flat against his head as he was trying to pull his hands out of the hold, exclaiming his protest along with the Tuk, and Tsireya. However, (Y/N)'s face remained calm.
Jake's lips went into a straight line, clenching his jaw angrily seeing the situation and releasing an upset noise, removing the gun from his eyesight.
"I took you under my wing, Jake, and you betrayed me. The both of you did" Jake hears the Avatar's voice through the comms, "You killed your own. Good men and women. I will not hesitate to execute your sister."
Jake stared at the ship where (Y/N) was held at gunpoint, and his actual two children with deep worry, and he presses the comm around his neck, "Just wait one." He answers Quaritch, before exhaling shakily and turning to Ronal, and Tonowari.
Looking behind him, he saw all the ready warriors for the fight as he made up his mind, and  turns back to Tonowari, holding up a hand to signal stop, "Hold here."
"They are killers of Tulkun." Tonowari reminded firmly, as he turned to him and holds up spear forward, "They must die. Here, today."
Jake looked back at his new friend, "It's me that they want. That's what all this has been about, right?" He speaks to him strongly, shaking his head, "The hunting of the Tulkuns. The taking of our kids."
Tonowari held a conflicted face, as his blue eyes flicked back and forth from the ship to Jake, and remains quiet. Ronal on the other hand, was not, "You brought this upon us!" She hisses with venom, and turns to him with a scowl, "You!"
Jake nods with a solemn face, ears flat against his head as he looks down for a second, and then back up to her, "Then, it is me who has to do it."
Tonowari released a puff of air out of his nose, giving Jake a look he didn't understand, but he held up his spear and signaled once more for the warriors to stay where they were.
"Offers to fix to expire. What's it gonna be?" Quaritch questioned through the comms, gun pushing against (Y/N)'s head more as she hissed under her breath, anxiety growing by the second.
"Check your fire. I'm coming out." Jake simply replied to him through the comms, as he place his gun behind him and makes his skimwing move forward.
Up above in the air, Ney'tiri saw her mate going forward out of the group, alone making her grow worried, "Ma Jake, what is happening?" She asked through the earpiece, but he didn't answer.
"Ma Jake?" She tried again, but he didn't answer making her release a scared noise.
Jake looked down, a heavy frown on his face as he couldn't reply to her, as he knew Quaritch would hear too.
Unbeknownst to them all, Payakan had sensed that (Y/N) was in danger as he felt the girl's emotions through the waves' vibrations. He was now lurking behind some rocks, making raging clicking noises as he spots Lo'ak, and his friends in danger.
Next to Quaritch on the ship, a squad member of his aimed his gun directly at Jake, seeing him through the scope, "Easy shot."
Quaritch lowered Lyle's gun from the aim, staring at him with a stand-down look, "You hit him now, they attack." He turns back around, and looks at the incoming Jake, "Wait till he's on board."
Lo'ak heard what he said, and let out a loud, displeased growl with his teeth bared.
(Y/N), on the other hand had her eyes closed as she kept whispering to herself, hoping her new Tulkun friend would come to save them in their time of need, despite the gun at her head.
And her prayers were heard when out of nowhere waves were being formed roughly in the water. The Metkayina noticed this happening but said nothing, as (Y/N)'s eyes flew open just when a familiar Tulkun jumped out of the water, "Payakan!"
Payakan made a noise as he made his body flip onto the boat, landing on it as he created a huge splash and ended up crushing the guards all underneath him.
Because of the force of his land, Quaritch was thrown off balance and the gun to (Y/N)'s head wasn't there anymore, as the children were thrown sideways but got caught themselves quickly.
Payakan thrashed his fins out, throwing guards in machine suits away who were firing at him, and many people off the ship. "Open fire! Open fire!" A few of the Avatars yelled out, as they and the guards start to shoot at Payakan, but it didn't affect him as his thick skin protected him.
"Brother!" Lo'ak yelled to his buddy, kicking the gunman forward that was in front of him, as the sky person was knocked off balance. One of Payakan's fins came crashing down onto the gunman and killed him.
"Woah.." (Y/N) breathed out in amazement, her body somewhat in front of Lo'aks as she shielded him away, and they both watched how Payakan threw his back fins around, causing crab suits to crash onto more guards, that were coming and made damage everywhere on the deck.
Jake saw this happening and released a batter cry as he rushed forward on his skimwing, and the other warriors followed behind. Ronal let out a yipping cry, throwing her spear up in her hand as Tonowari warrior cried also, joining Jake along with his people.
Back on the ship, Payakan was being shot at from above as he wailed out and lifted his tail fin and hit the bridge where the sky people were shooting him from, sending them flying in the air.
An Matador out in the water prepared their weapons, as they approached the front of where Payakan was, who was roaring and moving about. Just as they fired a missile into Payakan's mouth, he closed it and leaned forward the top of his head, and it bounced off the hard bit, landing into the ship, as it created even more chaos.
Payakan went to dive back into the ocean, letting out a final roar as his tail flicked the last of the sky people's machines away. All the Metkayina warriors let out cries, and charged forward noticing this, and open fire was released from the Matador onto them, as the warriors all dived into the water, narrowly missing the incoming bullets.
The Avatars on the ship started to go on their Ikrans, flew off to take on the fight, "Sully's inbound. I want eyes on him!" Quaritch yelled out to however was left, and walked off towards his Ikran.
A helicopter from above also started to fire down at the warriors underneath the water, and Ney'tiri saw this happening as she directed her Ikran down towards it, pulling her bow back and released an arrow with a yell. Her arrow went straight into the sky persons chest driving it, causing the machine to spin out of control and crash down into the water.
All the warriors, including Tonowari and Ronal killed the sky people, either stabbing them with their spears or sending arrows at them. Jake joined them in the fighting, as he was above water on his skimwing and fired his gun at the smaller ships.
He was doing this for a little while, firing or dodging bullets from the sky people, as his ammo ran out and he quickly reloaded.
Over in the seadragon, another helicopter was about to take off and join the fighting, but Ney'tiri appeared on her Ikran and shot her arrow at the pilot, killing him as she flew back over the water with a yip.
Quaritch found her doing this, and started to shoot at her with his gun, as she avoided and dodged the hits from him with yells.
However, appearing from below him was Jake with his own battle cry as he fired his gun at him, but quickly ran out of bullets. He cursed under his breath, throwing away the gun and dived under the water to avoid Quaritch's bullets.
Somewhere else in the water near the fight, ships tried to shoot at Payakan, but he quickly flicked his tail upwards so they flew up and landed badly onto the seadragon.
Then, suddenly the ship started to move forward and the propellers started to spin, making the fire that was already there become even bigger.
This pushed the ship forward quickly, which lead them into a massive rock, and it skidded along it. The seadragon climbed on the rock, and started to fly off of it, but splashed back into the water.
This sent those tied on the boat up in the air, with yells from the girls and made them crash back onto the deck with groans when the ship landed.
"You okay?" Lo'ak questioned everyone airily, but his hand was reaching for (Y/N)'s as she had her head leaning against the railing, wincing.
He received a groan in response, and the kids started to pull at their restraints from the rail, as hard as they could, but it wouldn't budge.
Lo'ak now started to kick the bent rail with his foot, yelling when it wouldn't work, but suddenly an ilu sprang out of the water, and the familiar figure of Neteyam appeared on the deck with them.
"Neteyam!" Tuk cheered with a bright grin, as he quickly made his way over to them all.
(Y/N) released a thankful breath, eyes a bit watery seeing him alive and coming to rescue them, as her lips turn upwards.
"Hey baby brother." Neteyam greeted with a tease at Lo'ak, as he cuts through Tsireya's restraints, "Need some help?"
After cutting hers, he moved onto Tuk's and got her free with his knife, and finally drop down to (Y/N), giving her a small grin with worried eyes, "Auntie are you okay?”
She chuckles watery, and gives him a smile back, but it doesn't reach her eyes as he gently cuts her hands free, and presses a hand to the side of her neck, checking for injuries.
When he found none, he helped her stand up and started giving instructions to the two other girls, while holding (Y/N)'s arms, "Go that way, and get Tuk out of here."
Tsireya listened, and gently ushered Tuk away with her as Lo'ak complained about Neteyam, "Bro- hurry up!" He grumbled, giving an eye roll.
Neteyam smirked cheekily at him, and turned to (Y/N) briefly, "Stay here for a moment, okay?" He gently tells her with a thick accent, eyes flickering around as she nods, and she quickly pressed her lips onto his forehead.
"Who's the mighty warrior?" Neteyam teases once more with a massive grin, and helps Lo'ak free from his restraints, "Come on, say it."
Lo'ak scoffed jokingly, shaking his head but a smile crossed his face nevertheless, as Neteyam finally got him free and touched his head, "Come on, lets go."
(Y/N) smiled warmly seeing the brothers getting along once again but stopped when she realized that Spider was still with his father and she needed to get him back even if that meant hurting her first love.
"Lo'ak! Auntie!" Neteyam hissed lowly, as the two behind the said teen watch him grab a gun and check if it has ammo, "What are you two doing?" He asked frantically, as he watches their movements.
"They have Spider. We gotta get him." Lo'ak informed the two, as he held the gun in his arms from the dead sky person.
Neteyam heisted at this, as he glances down at (Y/N) who was already looking at him, and she gives him a unsure, but determined look. Neither of the brothers wanted her in danger, but she was here with them now, and there was no going back.
"C'mon bro, we can't leave him." Lo'ak reasoned as he stood up, and tilted his head towards inside the ship.
Neteyam clenched his jaw, shaking his head and let out a frustrated hiss, before placing a hand behind (Y/N)'s back, pushing her forward to make sure she was in between them, as they all went to go save Spider.
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Up above near somewhere in the ship, (Y/N), Neteyam and Lo'ak were holding onto the beams above the soldiers, and crawled across them upside down.
When the three heard yells of the sky people below them, they all stopped and made sure to stay quiet. (Y/N)'s ears twitched hearing the voices so close, as her eyes made contact with Neteyam's ones, and she give him a head flick.
She quickly turned to Lo'ak and did the same thing, as they moved towards an area uptop, where they walk on above them all.
The boys helped (Y/N) up on the yellow beams, as Neteyam lead the group with his knife in hand, while Lo'ak held his gun in hand and the three stopped at the ledge of the beam, spotting Spider with some of the soldiers.
The three of them shared a look as the sky people, and Spider were about to pass under him, and before the brothers could signal to jump down, (Y/N) was already jumping and landed down with a commando roll.
She elbowed one in the face that was coming at her, as the brothers eyes went wide watching this amazement and quickly jumped down to join her, all dealing with their own sky person.
Neteyam shoved one away into the water that was coming up behind (Y/N), as she kicked one away in the stomach, both soldiers landing in the ocean.
Lo'ak knocked one out with his gun, yelling as he did so, and swung at another one near Spider, while (Y/N) punched the last one away that was behind Lo'ak, wincing as she did so from the hit on her knuckles.
Spider immediately joined the fighting seeing them, as he took off some of the soldiers oxygen masks off, and punched one in the face with a grunt.
None of them noticed the one on the floor, who was hurt but went to grab the gun near him and go to aim it at (Y/N), who had her back turned, however, Lo'ak hissed seeing this and aimed his gun at him, spraying the sky person with bullets, successfully killing him.
(Y/N) span around hearing the gun, as she ran up to Lo'ak and pressed a hand against his arm, making sure he was alright as the male stares at the dead person, chest heaving.
"Bro, come on." Spider calls out to them, knowing they needed to go as more sky people would be coming after them.
"Let's go." Neteyam tells the two next to him, pressing a hand behind (Y/N)'s back as he guides her in front of him and Lo'ak, and she was the first one to jump down from the platform, the other three following behind.
"Thanks, guys-" Spider went to start talking, looking between the trio, but Lo'aks and (Y/N)'s eyes were behind him, looking at something incoming.
Their eyes got wide like saucers as they spot Lyle from the opposite pathway, and the Avatar spots them, going to take out his weapon.
"Go! Go!" Spider urges them with a yell, going to pull (Y/N) to safety but Neteyam shielded her body with his as he shoves Lo'ak with them, who went to aim his gun at Lyle.
The brothers had the girl in between them, as they ducked and covered from the incoming bullets at them and Spider leads them towards a smaller area, away from the guns.
The group stumbled into the place, leaning their backs against the walls as (Y/N) catches her breath, hands on the brothers forearms, as the gun fire continued at them.
"Gimme that!" Neteyam exclaimed to Lo'ak hurriedly, as he leans over (Y/N) and swipes the gun from his brothers hands, reloading the ammo and lifted it up to fire out randomly at the Avatars shooting at them.
The Avatars ducked for cover at his shooting, while he continues to fire the gun and briefly turns back to the group, motioning to go.
"Go, go, go!" Neteyam yelled to his brother, as the girl was making protest noises to leave him alone but Lo'ak grabs her hand and pulls her with him, following behind Spider who leads them.
"Teyam!" She shouts at the teen still firing, turning around to stare with wide eyes, but her voice became muffled when she got pulled into the water by Lo'ak, along with Spider, and they all made a splash as they dived in.
Back on the ship, Neteyam was finishing all the bullets left inside the gun, as he eventually ran out of ammo and threw the gun aside. Taking a quick deep breath, he jumped over the yellow railing and dived into the same pool the three went into.
Meanwhile, Lo'ak was helping (Y/N) swim under the ship with Spider next to them and the three quickly resurfaced above the water, treading their legs.
A familiar sound of an ilu clicking and chirping caught (Y/N)'s attention, as she turns around and spotted Tsireya on Ila, causing her to grin relieved at seeing both her new friends safe.
"Ila!" She cheers with a happy laugh, as her ilu clicks back with her flippers splashing against the water excited, also relieved to see her rider.
"Get on! Quick!" Tsireya hurries the group, as Lo'ak urges Spider forward onto the ilu, keeping a eye on (Y/N) as the girl was now frantically looking around the water.
"Where is he? Where is Neteyam-" She rants out of breath, heart rate picking up with nervousness as she looks behind her, and spots Neteyam's head resurfacing.
 However, her eyes go wide and stomach drops as she spots Neteyam having a hand placed over his heart, and blood now started to leak into the water, "No...no don't do this." She pleaded, going to reach a hand out to him, and he reached out as well, but winced and pulled it back.
"Go!" He shouted through his teeth at her, and the others, as his face was shown to be in deep pain, "I'm shot-"
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eternalslover · 1 year
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OMG I NEED MORE PEOPLE TO WRITE FOR SPIDER SOCORRO BECAUSE IM NOT EVEN JOKING, NO ONE WRITES FOR HIM
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LOOK AT HIM
MY LITTLE SKRUNKLY, POOKIE
I WANT HIM SO BAD, COULD DO NO WRONG
SOMEONE PLS WRITE FOR HIM
HEADCANONS, BLURBS, DRABBLES, SMUT (aged up ofc), FLUFF, ANGST ANYTHING PLEASE
IM SO DESPERATE
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plzfeedmebread · 1 year
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What Do I Tell My Friends Family - Masterlist
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Pairing: Human/Recom/Na'vi Miles Quaritch x Female! Na'vi! Sully! Reader Tags/Warnings: 18+ ONLY, rare pairing, possibly dark content, smut, adult themes, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, lust, older man x younger woman, under age reader (16), degradation, nsfw, dubious consent, dirty talk, orgasm, orgasm denial, foul language, choking, p in v - each chapter will have it's own tags
Author's Notes: Am I going crazy? I can't find the masterlist for this fic so I'm making a new one. Seems like it just *POOF* disappeared! Someone let me know if I'm just blind >_>
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
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Tags: @mechformers @wwebaby657 @zomerlovesme @girlnred @raving-raven-writing @meeeeep5 @imavaduh @mxn14 @ashy-kit @manymaria111 @johoevi @iamwh0iam @jadesmyname @lvangel98 @watertastesnice1 @belos-simp69 @wren-solos @pandoragalora @strbyallycow @so-this-is-a-thing-noww
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puddle-nerd · 2 months
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Healing Warmth
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Summary: When you’re sick, Spider makes a great cuddle buddy.
Prompt #10 for my submission for #𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬𝟏𝟒𝐃𝐎𝐋𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒
Story Tags: No use of Y/N, Female Reader, Human Reader, Established Relationship, Sick Reader, Spider loves cuddles, Spider radiates heat, Change my mind
Author’s Note: A long time ago, my first ex did this while I was sick, and I felt so loved despite being a sick mess at the time that I wanted to share this with you all. Also, remember, Spider is a sixteen-year-old boy who doesn’t know the healing arts of the Omatikaya so he’s trying his best.
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“I’m fine,” you protested vehemently for the fifth time in thirteen minutes and twenty seconds before a round of violent coughing stormed malevolently up from your lungs and sliced your throat from the inside to add insult to injury. You doubled over beneath your many blankets, curling in on yourself as you choked and gasped and coughed some more until your body was trembling and you felt weak to the point of wanting to pass out. You refused to meet Spider’s knowing dark chocolate gaze and huffed weakly as you slowly slumped back onto your bed. Unfortunately, this – your terrible illness, what usually went by the term ‘head cold’ around the human encampment, which was stupid because you felt it throughout your whole body and not just in your head – was expected because you always without fail got sick annually for, like, two and a half to maybe three weeks when the weather of the Omatikayan forests turned cooler. And you’d already been feeling under the weather for at least a week, though this was the worst of it, so far.
It wasn’t fair.
Spider hardly ever got sick. Not even when he spent time around you while your fever was high, and you felt like you were dying. And even when good ol’ Norm tried to cheer you up at your bedside by explaining that Spider had different chromosomes and genetic makeup that was a little more effective against human ailments than you did, you would just groan and toss a pillow at your adoptive uncle. Good naturedly, of course because the tall human male was a nerd, but you loved him dearly anyway.
“Wanna try that again, my silly little girl?” Spider smirked, crossing his arms over his chest and raising a brow at you.
You flipped him off, your arm trembling when you raised it in his direction.
Spider just laughed, knowing you didn’t actually mean it and uncrossed his arms, coming towards you and crawling up onto your bed until he could flop beside you on top of all of the covers. You groaned at the sudden weight pressing against your over sensitive body but twisted onto your side, anyway, allowing the tall boy to curl up behind you. Your body soaked up the heat radiating off of him like a sponge and it did make you feel better… a little. Of course, that could have also been wishful thinking, too, wanting to spend the day with the boy you cared for deeply, even if you were ill. Still, you knew he had plans today, like most days, and you decided to remind him, just in case he had forgotten. That’s what a good girlfriend did, right?
“You’re gonna be late… Lo’ak’s gonna come looking for you soon if you don’t go meet up with him soon,” you murmured to Spider over your shoulder, “and he’s gonna be upset if you cancel.”
The younger Sully son hated when you took Spider’s attention away from him, but you weren’t sure if it was because Lo’ak didn’t have many friends or because of something else…?
You suddenly started to cough again, though not as violently as before, thank Eywa, and curled in tighter on yourself, your lungs temporarily itching deep within your chest cavity with each ounce of air tickling their insides. Spider, unable to do much, hugged you through the blankets and rubbed at your back before reaching over onto your nightstand and handing you your water bottle. He helped you take a sip, encouraging you to continue to suck up the liquid until you moaned in protest. Carefully, he put your water bottle back and eased your body back down onto the mattress, cuddling up into you once again.
“Lo’ak can survive without me for one day,” Spider muttered. “You might perish this time and I refuse to let my girl die on me.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes, even though he couldn’t see it. And really, you actually did love cuddling with him, whenever you could. Your bedroom door opened and – instead of the blue skinned teenager you were expecting – your mother carefully strolled into the dim room with a small medication bottle and a steaming cup of tea, not even blinking when she noticed the sixteen-year-old boy at your back. “Drink this and take these,” she said before looking at Spider, who helped you sit up once more. The older woman commanded him, “Make sure she drinks lots of water whenever she's awake, please. Whenever he comes around, I’ll tell the Sully boy you’re occupied today.” The blonde teen nodded his head, replying, “Yes ma’am. Thank you.” Your mother smiled and took the empty cup from you, adding, “Try to get some sleep – both of you. Sleep will help you heal faster, baby girl.” “Thanks, Mom,” you nodded, and your boyfriend helped you lay down again. “Thanks, Spider,” you whispered as your mother closed the door about 50% of the way. You pulled his arm around your middle and intertwined your fingers together, adding “For taking care of me.” Instead of answering, he hummed and kissed the hinge of your jaw, snuggling closer to you with a soft sight, holding you tight and secure. With his heat seeping into you, and his arm around you, you drifted off as the medication attempted to get your body back to normal, feeling safe and well loved.
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Originally Posted: 10 February 2024 Word Count: 900
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goldensunfyre · 1 year
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Fic idea feel free to use 😂
Hii so I had a shitty idea for a Lo’ak x reader and Spider x reader fic but unfortunately I’m not a writer so feel free to use this if you want …. So the reader grew up with the Sully kids and Spider she was the daughter of Parker Selfridge who was also left behind on Pandora but she spent most of her time in the lab because she knew what her father did to the na’vi .… but that didn’t stop Lo’ak to develop his feelings for her but he was na’vi and she human so he never told her about the feelings he had …. and becouse of all the war with the sky people he never found the right time and opportunity to tell her and the cherry on top was them having to leave to Awa’atlu plus Neytiri would never aprove of their relationship because she was a sky demon and the daughter of who she was …. after the fight with Quaritch and all that …. spider went back to the forest (cuz I don’t think the metkayina wouldn’t like to have him there) and in those years Spider and reader develop an intimate relationship (sort of friends with benefits) cuz humans and their curiosity about each other bodies and them being the only ones of their age everyone in the lab kinda saw it coming …. and after a few years of being away (them being young adults now) Lo’ak decides to go back to the forest with his family to visit the clan but Jake was against the idea because he knew about Spider and reader trough one of the conversation he had with Norm and he knew it would leave Lo’ak heartbroken even though years have passed he knew that deep down Lo’ak still had feelings for her reminding him of how close they were in their childhood and even at that young age they all could see the love Lo’ak had for that girl …. but either way Lo’ak convinces them to go and after seeing her again all the memories of them came back but he discovers their relationship by catching them in the act but to Lo’ak it would mean they were mates (cuz I think the na’vi would only do that with their chosen mate) which leaves him heartbroken and with a feeling of betrayal because Spider always knew how he felt about her but what Lo’ak didn’t want to see or acknowledge was that deep down he knew Spider liked her just as much as he did and Spider never said anything because they were best friends and in those years alone with her he never thought the Sullys would come back so he decided to finally act on those feelings …. it’s like a smutty angsty with a happy ending or not kkk both of them are amazing and deserve happiness but it’s up whoever likes and wants to write it to decide the ending
Yeah I know it’s a cheesy and shitty idea but I used my last brain cell to come up with this kkk
And if someone likes the idea and decides to write it please tag me and feel free to change anything kkk
(English isn’t my first language so I’m sorry for any mistakes)
(This is kinda how I thought of them as young adults)
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aoteyam · 1 year
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Avatar | ATWOW: FIC RECOMMENDATIONS
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Note:most of these are sfw works, so minors your safe but still read any warnings from Authors
To the Authors, if you’re writing Spider fics and it’s not on this list please send them through or comment below! Really want to share the love !
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Brother @neytiriswife
When spider tries to protect you @moralina
Paskalin @sunandsstars
Spider x Human!Navi @spiderlvr06
Spider x Human reader @beaniebeensbaby201
Prt.1 Spider x reader fic @oliviqzxz
Last first kiss, Spider @purestxblood
Spider x Navi y/n @loveysmoke6998
Well being @/justyanle
Spider x fem!human!reader @nessarosefiction
Falling in love for the first time @aokoaoi
Home in the War @justyanle
My love, my home - Spider @n8ivatar
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stephstars08 · 19 days
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STORY IDEA!
I have mentioned a couple of times that I have a series idea for Spider Socorro x Human!Reader but the reader has powers similar to Kiri. I was thinking the reader is similar to Kiri since she has powers that connect with Pandora and the nature of Pandora. This series would follow the whole movie but it’s mostly going to be with Spider and Reader. How the reader got with Spider and the Sullys is she escapes the other humans who are testing and using her to connect to Pandora. Reader’s background is that she never knew her mother since her mother died after the reader was born and the whole story is the reader trying to learn who she is by trying to control her powers and Spider helping her while they also start to fall in love with one another. The story will be based off the song from the movie as well!
Now if enough people are interested in reading it I will say this now that it will take me awhile to write it since series do take me longer to write so again if you are interested in reading this it will be a while till the first chapter is released!!!
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nightingale2004 · 4 months
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ATWOW Spider "Miles" Socorro x Omaticaya Na'vi girl reader idea pt.1
Imagine if shortly after Spider was captured by Quaritch and RDA, and they had to learn to be Na'vi to find the Sullys. They were followed by a na'vi girl who was tracking them and attempted to kill them, but she failed and was captured by Quaritch and his group, who tried to get information from her, but she in turn hissed, insulted, and cussed them out in Na'vi which they vaguely understood.
Quaritch threatened to kill the girl who looked close to two of Jake's older kids' age, maybe older, if she didn't give him any information or an explanation on why she was tracking them. She just hissed at them again and tried to get free from his groups grip, but when he was just about to shoot her, Spider stopped him by going in front of her and protected her. The Na'vi girl didn't understand why a sky person would defend her against the demons.
Quaritch ordered Spider to move and even tried to move him away himself, but Spider resisted and even bit and threatened Quaritch to leave her alone. Quaritch eventually gave in and ordered one of the members to restrain her and keep an eye on her, and in case she did anything funny. Shoot her. They obeyed and restrained her carefully due to her hissing and threats and stripped her of all her weapons, which were bow and arrows, knife, and dagger. They even took her back to the RDA base for interrogation.
After they tortured her and imprisoned her alongside Spider, she had no interest in speaking to him, but she was impressed by how well he spoke in her native tongue, and she was curious as to why he was dressed like was na'vi when he was clearly a demon but she never spoke to him about that until after A LOT of failed attempts to escape, she decided to endure the demon pretending to be na'vi and eventually they both started talking to each other and learning about about each other and Spider even learned her name (Y/n).
(Y/n) pretended to hate his company, but in the weeks that turned to a month, she grew to like him, but she never let him know that. Spider also learned that she was living on her own in the forest and that she was raised by the animals since her whole clan was wiped out by the sky people before and during the first war against the sky people and she was the only one of her clan who remained.
When the third month came, She and Spider were teaching Quaritch, and his group of demons on how to be na'vi despite (Y/n)'s many protests. But when the opportunity presented itself, she grabbed Spider and made a run for it deep in the forest.
When they got to a safe distance, (Y/n) helped Spider get his tracker out of his air mask and his spare, and Spider, in return, helped get her tracker off. When he did, she noticed her arm was bleeding and saw a bullet wound from they were running away, and when shots were fired. He took care of the wound despite her objections, and they ditched the tracked and continued to find a place to stay the night.
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fl3shm4id3n · 1 year
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Hey it’s me the human reader that hates navi 👋
Oke so the reader’s parents/parent were scientist that were forced to help the rda learn abt the Navi. Down the line the readers parents /parent escaped and had to live in the wild of pandora but because they are human some Navi hunted them down and killed them reason why the reader hates them also the reader is 10 around that time and grows up to hate the navi
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ᵢ Dₒₙ'ₜ ₗᵢₖₑ ₜₕₑₘ, ᵢ ₜₒₗₑᵣₐₜₑ ₜₕₑₘ
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬.
Tw: hunting of humans, reader is kind of mean, reader is Neytiri but in Reverse, some angst, Spider trying to be supportive.
A/N: I'm sorry I took a while, I had no idea on how to start this one, let alone write something, sorry that it's short, but I thought of something. I hope it is to your liking. ♡
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You did not like na'vi at all, they had been responsible for the death of your parents. Since they were forced into working with the RDA, they studied the na'vi and even tried to learn their ways. One day your parents had enough of the RDA, so you along with them left the compound when you had turn ten years old. You were all basically living in the woods, not bothering anyone, just minding your own business. Then you were spotted by na'vi, your mother and father tried to show good will to them, they tried showing them that they meant no harm
The na'vi didn't seem to care, they still decided to hunt you all, while you were hidden from the na'vi, your parents still tried to show their good will, but no. They were killed, you basically watched how the na'vi slaughtered them. Since that moment on you began to hate them. You had returned to the RDA since an avatar has found you crying over your parent's bodies, begging for them to wake up.
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Years had passed and you still hated the na'vi, you were one of the humans that stayed in Pandora since you were to young to leave. You had grown bitter towards the Omaticaya and all na'vi together. You stayed in the lab majority of the time, you never stepped foot in the village, and you couldn't stand looking at the Avatar's since they looked so much like the creatures who killed your parents.
You also met Spider, a human boy who was also left behind due to being too young to leave to, he really seemed to love the na'vi, even though the na'vi called Neytiri hated his guts. You'd often tell him that he should just stay away from them or else he'd get killed, but he didn't listen. When Kiri and Lo'ak would sometimes go to the lab, Spider had tried to get you to interact with them, but you'd always leave the room and going into yours. Sure not all na'vi were the same, but you just waited until they decide to kill you humans. At first he didn't understand why you hated na'vi, until you told him the reason why.
You had become a so called scientist, you'd study what your parents were studying. Which were the na'vi, mainly because you wanted to know their weaknesses, incase they plotting something against the humans, you wanted to be ready. After a while of convincing, you had decided to help with the Avatar's, you had engrave the idea that the Avatar's were just basically bodies used by the humans. As soon as you were done, you left back to the lab.
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That day was just like any other day, you had finished your work and you were now in your room, relaxing on the makeshift bed since you were standing almost all day. You then heard the door open, you looked over and saw that it was Spider. "Hey Y/n" he greeted and sat on top of your desk which had papers that you had been working on. "Hey Spider, how was your day with those people?" you asked.
He gave you that look, it was a look of 'really' when you'd refer to the na'vi as those people. "What?" you asked, then Spider responded. "It was good, we went hunting, well me and Lo'ak went hunting." He mentioned, sounding happy. "Good on you." You said with a somewhat smile. "How was your day?" he asked. "It was fine, my feet hurt standing all day" you mentioned. It was silent for a moment, but then Spider broke the silence. "It's not good that you're inside all the time, you should go out more" he mentioned, this made you snort. "I do go out, to work with the Avatar's" you said, but Spider insisted. "You know what I mean, go out, interact with others."
"I do interact with others Spider, the people from the lab. Besides, I'm not going to roam around the woods while those People are out hunting us" you stated, you've had this conversation with Spider so many times that you had lost count. "That's not very good y/n, the na'vi aren't bad people" he said, really wanting to get you to see the bright side. "Easy for you to say, you weren't the one who watched their parents getting butchered. Besides, your parents were killed by na'vi too, doesn't that ring a bell?" you asked a bit snarky.
Spider hated when you talked about the na'vi the way that you did, but he couldn't really blame you. You both basically sailed on the same boat, except he choose the bright side on things while you were still holding onto the past. "Please Y/n, give them a chance, if not the Omaticaya, at least meet the Sully's, they're technically half human due to Jake." He was now begging. "You know how I feel about that" you said, but Spider wasn't going to give up this time. "Come on please, they basically see you as a stranger since you don't acknowledge them." Spider whined. "It's not that I don't like them, I just stand them." You repeated over and over time again.
"Please y/n, give them a chance, please, they're not responsible about what happened in the passed. You've told me that I wasn't responsible for my parent's mistakes, so pleeease." He continued to beg, and beg. Until finally you agreed. "Fine! I'll try and interact with those people" you said with an eyeroll, but this made Spider smile and give you a tight hug. You didn't really hug him back but just patted his back in response. "Trust me, you're going to like them" he said, still smiling. You responded while praying him off you. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."
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eywaite · 3 months
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Curiosity
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Pairing: Adult Spider x McCosker step-sister reader
Words: 6.5K
Summary: Being curious is a natural thing, especially when such a strange man walks the halls you live in. How can you not ask to have your curiosity satisfied?
Warnings: Aged-up character, NSFW, stepcest, Spider has nipple piercings and a dick piercing, slight stalking, mentions of porn, innocent reader, corruption kink, oral sex (male and fem receiving), orgasm denial, hair pulling, P in V, choking, cocky Spider.
Notes: Dedicated to my baby, @tallulah477. Merry Christmas, Babygirl!
Credit: Credit to @championwearingachampion for the Spider gif. Credit to @cafekitsune for the MDNI and Support banners. Divider by @saradika-graphics.
Next Part: Curiosity Pt. 2
Na'vi Translation:
Ma__, kempe si fìtsenge nga: What are you doing here?
Hì'ang: Insect
Eywa, tìtxur oe ting, tìyerkup skxawng: Eywa, give me strength, this moron's going to die.
Syulang: Flower
Sevin: Pretty
Skxawng: Idiot, moron
Lor: Beautiful; Pleasant to the senses.
Kalin nìftxan: So sweet
Oeyä: My (possessive)
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Your life is mind numbingly boring. Especially considering you're an 'alien' born on an 'alien' planet, you'd think you would have a better life story. You couldn't control that you were born on Pandora, Earth is apparently dying so what's the point in going back? At least, that was your parent's mindset.
It's never been easy for you, growing up on a Pandora was like living an oxymoron. If you're from Earth, then by definition you're an alien to the Na'vi and they're an alien to you. But if you're born on Pandora and still human, you're still considered alien even though it's the only planet, humanoid species, and way of life you've ever known.
Your parents never bothered to try and jump through the mind melting hoops it would take to associate you and your siblings with Pandora's flora and fauna, nor did they put in the effort to introduce any of you properly to Pandora's natives, leaving you and your two younger brothers to feed off of whatever stories about the Na'vi you could get out of Norm and Max.
It's not like you've never seen a Na'vi before, Jake Sully visits Hell's Gate every so often, and you're always hanging around the Avatar drivers, you even saw the Sully brothers talking to Norm and Max from afar one time. But if there was one true way to know how the Na'vi live, it's through your outcasted step-brother Miles; or Spider, as he likes to call himself.
He's so... strange. Walking almost naked through the halls with only a flimsy loincloth covering his blue painted body. Unmanaged locs filled with beads and feathers sticking out in every direction, Omatikayan styled jewelry decorating his body. He even has his damn nipples pierced!
He's so foreign to you, sticking out like a sore thumb among the scientists and Avatar drivers around him. Your father is on his last straw with the strange man, threatening to lock him out of Hell's Gate unless he washes the blue stripes off his body, brushed his hair and put on normal people clothes.
And each time your father would scream at Miles, get in his face and call him ever Na'vi slur ever made, Miles would simply leave. Go out into Pandora's dense jungle and stay there until your father's temper has cool, then he'd come back and act as if nothing happened and your father and mother would continue to ignore him.
In your youth you didn't understand what was happening, now as a young adult it takes everything in you not to lash out at your parents, scream at them like they scream at Miles. But no matter your rage, you could never do it. The basic instinct to cower when your father straightens his back or your mother settles her glare at you is too deep, your childhood lessons to stay away from all things Na'vi still takes root deep in your core.
And just like you're banned from ever being involved with the Omatikaya, you've been banned from even speaking to the wild man roaming the halls. Afraid his wildness would rub off of any of their precious children, getting taken away by the unknowns of Pandora and her deity.
Of course that never stopped you from admiring him, it's impossible not to. He's so tall and broad, defined muscles carved into his towering form, skin tan from his time in the sun, azure stripes decorating his body with handcrafted jewelry that cling together and create a almost peaceful chime with his every step.
Your parents would be disgusted to know that their eldest child and only daughter is looking at this freak of man with such lust, but you don't give a shit, not if you could just curve your growing hunger.
Maybe smile or wave at him, give a soft hello and get one back. And maybe, just maybe get a full conversation out of him, finally get some answers as to why he chooses to be like this.
If he wanted to he could study and practice science like you, have an ordinary haircut with ordinary clothes in an ordinary room with a real bed and not the rickety hammock he rigged for himself. Have dinners with people like him with food that he can actually digest. But even as you ponder these possibilities, they sour themselves the moment you actually try to imply the visuals to the person. A ordinary life looks too odd on someone like Miles, he wasn't made for it.
But your mind can't wrap around the idea of him being a freak of nature like your brother calls him. If humans were the ones to invade Pandora, then we're the aliens, and like any good inhabitant of a planet foreign, you learn to adapt, learn to survive with the help of the indigenous.
So he won't be ordinary, and he isn't a freak. He's just one big ass curiosity; a curiosity you plan on fully discovering one day.
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Your nose is buried in your 'Earth Science And Biology' text book, flipping through the worn pages as you take notes to study later. You take a sip of your boxed apple juice, nibbling on a rehydrated cookie as you lean against the table you're sat at, shifting in your seat to get more comfortable.
Your youngest brother, Sammy, is babbling away in his high chair, scarfing down handfuls of lightly mashed, rehydrated peas next to you. Occasionally smacking his little table to get your attention or ask for more food.
Your other brother, Henry, is banging around the cafeteria kitchen, making the loudest, most annoying noises known to man because he can't find the mayonnaise.
You roll your eyes as Henry let's out another exaggerated groan, watching as he slams a cupboard close through the big viewing window looking into the kitchen.
"Do you have to be so fucking loud? I'm trying to study." you yell at him, your voice echoing through the big room like Henry's obnoxious noises.
All you hear in response is Henry faking a nasally, high pitched voice, repeating your words back to you.
"Rodent." you mutter to yourself, flipping to the next page of your textbook. Before you can re-immerse yourself back into your studies, a tall, muscular figure walks into the cafeteria, pushing open the swinging doors into the kitchen.
You can hear Henry say something unintelligent to Miles before walking out of the kitchen, beelining for your table. You pay Henry no mind as he talks to you as he approaches, keeping your eyes trained on the blue striped man wandering around in the kitchen. Watching as his back muscles flex when he moves a heavy box of canned goods from one side of the kitchen to the other.
You're too focused on watching Miles that you turn the page of your textbook too roughly and tearing it a little. "Shit! Ooh, for fuck sakes!" you cuss, sitting up to assess the damage better.
Just then Henry plops into the seat across the table from you, a glass of powdered milk and a overly large sandwich in his other hand, the walking germ not even bothering to use a plate.
"HA! Way to go, shit for brains!" Henry cackles at your demise, laughing through a mouthful of food, spraying some at you as he goes.
"Listen here you infectious pest forced into my life–"
"AH!" Just then Sammy slaps his table, throwing mashed peas in every direction, covering you and Henry in a spray of green.
"SAMMY!" you both yell, causing the toddle to squeal with laughter, smacking his table a few more times. Closing your textbook, you grab Sammy's squirming hands, cooing at him when he starts to cry from the restriction. You snatch all the napkins from Henry and wipes down Sammy's arms and table, moving to wipe your face and textbook clean.
You dodge Henry's attempts at taking a napkin from you, "Fend for yourself, germ." you tell him, throwing the dirty napkins at him.
Glancing up quickly, you do a double take when you're met with a pair of big, brown eyes staring back at you. Miles's is just standing there, hovering by the doorway as he munches on a fruit, eyeing the exchange between you and your siblings, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips when Sammy giggles at Henry's disgusted face as he pulls out a piece of mashed pea from his sandwich.
Your chest constricts as you watch your siblings with him, only a room apart yet you're both a worlds away from each other. All you have is dangling in front of Miles's eyes on a daily, yet according to your family, he'd never have any of it.
Before you can call out to invite Miles to your siblings lunch gathering, he's already walking out of the cafeteria, big shoulders shoving the doors open and disappearing down the hall.
"Hey, lover girl, get back into reality and help me clean this turd up before Mom gets back." Henry tells you, throwing a soggy napkin at your chest to get your attention.
Without even looking at him you raise your middle finger, flipping him off before pulling Sammy out of his high chair and grabbing your textbook, ignoring Henry's complaints about cleaning the table and walking out of the cafeteria.
You spend the next hour bathing Sammy, getting more covered in soap than he did. Afterwards you shower quickly, keeping Sammy entertained with a blank sheet and a bunch of broken crayons. After getting dressed you greet your parents from their trip to the lowlands, sitting through a boring dinner of back and forth questions about how the last three days have treated everyone. And as always you lie.
Lying was easier than admitting that for the last three days you've contemplated banging your head against a wall more than you can remember. It's easier than admitting that you've been reading but not actually comprehending the textbook you've been buried with the last two weeks. And it was so much easier than admitting you'd rather adventure out into Pandora's danger filled forest with their disowned, freak of a step-son and explore the Na'vi way of life.
Instead you say you're fine, studies are doing great, and that you're content in the place your life is going so far. That yes, you do think you'll be a good xenobotonist. That yes, you enjoyed taking care of your siblings, even Henry. And yes, you won't go out and do the things that their scientist buddies did in their youth. I mean come on, who would wants fun? Boredom is so much more exciting.
You're restless, tossing and turning in your bed for hours, staring at the ceiling, counting the tiles and the amount of times the aroma diffuser on your bedside changes through the many different colors. Giving up you sit up, grabbing your sketch book and opening it to a fresh page, turning on your workpad for a reference photo. You flip through the many different photos of the different members of the Omatikaya, finally settling on a picture of a scowling warrior, the picture tagged as:
Tsu'tey te Rongloa Atey'itan: Deceased
As you outline his face and upper shoulders, you can't help but imagine his story. How did he die? Did he have a wife or children? Was he as mean as he seemed in the photo?
It always amazed you at how tone deaf your parents were, how easy it was for them to never go near the Omatikaya clan, that they didn't even feel bothered to teach their children the native language of this planet. That their history is foreign to you, every member a complete stranger to you and you live only six klicks from the village.
How ignorant! It's practically a tragedy. A living example on human stupidity.
Your anger is taken out on your sketch, the tip of your pencil snapping, causing a deep, ugly black mark in the middle of the warrior's face. You bite back a scream, slamming your book shut with the broken pencil still inside, throwing it carelessly on your desk.
You flop back on your bed with a sigh, throwing your arms over your eyes, hoping the complete darkness would trick your mind into sleeping.
From down the hall there's a faint creak. Nothing too alarming, just someone opening their bedroom door. But you know the next squeak that you hear, the sound of the farther door from yours closing shut. Miles's door.
You snap up, your body going stiff as a board, unconsciously holding your breath to hear better. He's completely silent, not even his jewelry making a sound as he walks down the hall, the only way you're sure he even made it out of the sleeping quarters was the whoosh of the automatic sliding door opening and closing.
Without a thought you're flinging your bedsheets off, stumbling around as you shove your shoes on, grabbing the first jacket you see and wrenching your door open, heaving from the rush of getting ready. Collecting yourself, you reach for the hook next to your door, grabbing the breathing mask that's been hanging there since before you moved into the room, a thick layer of dust covering it.
Pulling the black cardigan you grabbed on, you start wiping the dust off the mask with the sleeves, creeping out of the automatic sliding door and arounding the corner, looking for any signs of Miles. You're met with darkness, only a distant, loud bang of the Samson hanger door closing.
You practically sprint through the darkness, running into different objects as you go. You're bruised and panting by the time you reach the hanger, just barely making out Miles's silhouette ducking out of the emergency exit door. You cringe, expecting the loud blaring of the sirens to sound overhead, but it never comes, you even look up at the dim alert light expectingly.
Does anything in this hell hole actually work?!
Pushing that thought to the side, you run the length of the hanger, slamming into the exit door, stopping as your hands make contact with the cold metal door. You clip the exopack to the band of your shorts, pulling the now dust free mask onto your face, flipping it on and waiting for the air in the mask to regulate before pushing it open.
You freeze mid stride, standing half in Hell's Gate and half outside. This was stupid, right? Chasing after a blue striped freak in the middle of the night to follow him outside, a place you've never been and you have absolutely no experience with. It's so incredibly and indescribably stupid.
And with that one last thought you're out the door, running into the dense forest in front of you, chasing after whatever signs of Miles you could find. The longer you run, the more Pandora came to life.
The very ground you're walking on glows in a inviting, light green aura. Fan lizards flying away in a blur of color, large bugs buzzing around you as prolemurises sound there calls above you.
It's absolutely breathtaking, so alive and beautiful. You want to cuss your parents out from holding back such a wonder from your life, trying to make you believe that this beauty is nothing compared to the 'modern structure and livability of Hell's Gate'. Bunch of lying assholes.
You stop walking, looking up to stare at the humongous panopyra hanging above you, it's magenta pink glow illuminating the landscape around you, completely mesmerizing you, transfixed by it's magnetic glow.
"Ma hì'ang, kempe si fìtsenge nga?"
Suddenly a figure appears in front of you from the branches above, their body towering over you. You scream, falling on your ass in your rush to get away, flaring your arms in every direction.
"Eywa, tìtxur oe ting, tìyerkup skxawng." Miles looks up to the sky, pinching the bridge of his nose with a sigh. Finally able to see his face clearly, you notice he's maskless, breathing Pandora's toxic air with ease. "What are you doing here?"
"M-Miles, you scared me." you clutch at your chest, taking deep breaths to calm yourself.
Miles rolls his eyes, sighing again, a disappointed look taking over his pretty face. "It's Spider."
Your brows furrow, lips pulling down in a frown, "What?"
"I prefer being called Spider, nobody but Nash, Mary, and your snot nose brother calls me Miles."
You suppress an eye roll, wiping your dirt covered hands together, trying to rub the dirt off. "Well then, thanks for the help, Spider, but you still scared the shit out of me."
Spider rolls his eyes again, "Whatever. Just go."
You ignore Spider's standoffish behaviour, standing up to try and talk with him. "How in the living hell are you breathing without a exopack?"
Spider's face scrunches in confusion, "Are you serious?" When he's met with nothing but your expecting expression he reaches into the pouch on his hip, pulling out a respirator mask attached to a black cylinder. Spider steps forward, grasping the corner of your mask, "Hold your breath."
"What is–" you try to ask, but Spider pulls up your mask, replacing it with the respirator device, covering your nose and mouth.
"Exhale," he commands and you immediately do so, expelling the air from your lungs so quickly you feel slightly dizzy. Spider pushes a small button on the side of the cylinder, yellow mist filling the respirator. "Inhale."
You comply, inhaling the dry mist in one big breath. Spider pulls the respirator away, "Hold it." he tells you as he puts the respirator back into the pouch, he then reaches for the exopack clipped to your shorts, wrapping the cord that connects the mask around the machine, making it easy to carry. Spider looks at your face, a soft chuckle rumbling through his chest. "You can breathe normally now, skxawng, it's Norm and Max's formula."
Slowly and with great caution, you exhale, yellow painting your breath. You take a sip of air, closing your eyes in fear of suffocating, but instead of choking on the overly carbonated air, you're able to breathe the air like in Hell's Gate, albeit there's a faint pressure on your chest with each breath, but over all easy.
"What formula?" you ask.
Spider raises his eyebrow, scoffing like you've asked him a stupid question. "Wow, they really don't tell you anything, do they?"
Spider gestures to the mask to your mask, "A couple years back Norm and Max found a plant in the lowlands that help with oxygenation, when combined with the right chemicals it allows our lungs to filter out the toxic gas in the air, letting us breathe normally for a couple of hours. It's why your parents travel to the lowlands so often, they're collecting more specimens every trip."
You felt like you've been punched in the face. A couple of years? They've been keeping something like this from you for years? What a bunch of motherf–
Spider sharply tugs on your arm, yanking you closer to him, so close that you can feel his hot breath fan across your neck and chest, his nose bumping against yours for a moment before you pull away, trying to pull out of his tight grasp. His chest is pressed against yours, the only thing separating your chest from his is the thin tank top you're wearing, his nipple piercings brushing against your nipples that have firmed up in the night air, eliciting a surprised gasp from you. "Answer my question, why are you here?"
Your throat suddenly feels dry, trying to swallow what little spit you have to moisten your throat, "I just wanted to see where you're going, you disappear every night–"
"So? That's my business not yours." Spider lets your arm go, putting space between the two of you, allowing you to breathe again. "Go home, syulang, the forest is too dangerous for you." Spider turns, starting to walk away from you.
You reach out for him, fingers barely grazing his bicep, "But I just–"
Spider wips around, grabbing your arm again in a vice like grip, "Will you for once in your stuck up, perfect little life listen to me? Go. Home."
"But I just want to–"
"What? Spend an hour with your freak of an older brother?" Spider questions, stepping forward so close you have to step back.
"You want to go back home and tell everyone about how you venture out and survived the night in hell's playground?" Spider keeps coming at you, forcing you against the ginormous tree looming above you, it's rough bark scratching your skin.
"Or is it that you just want to mock me to my face? Is that what is that you want, sevin? Wanna tell me to my face how perfect you are and how much of an idiot you think I am?" Spider's arms cage you against the tree trunk, his hands balled into fists by your head.
"No, no I just wanted–"
"WHAT?!" Spider screams.
"I WANT TO GET TO KNOW YOU!" you snap, shoving at Spider's chest even though he doesn't move an inch. "I want your freedom, I want your bravery and strength!" you're starting to rant, getting in Spider's face like he was doing to you.
Spider steps back but you just follow, "I want your carefree way of living and how you don't give a shit how people perceive you! I want to express myself freely and not get judged! I want your attention! I want you!" The words leave your mouth before you can comprehend what you're saying, the fire from before immediately being extinguished as you watch Spider's eyes grow wide.
Your shoulders slump, caving in on yourself as Spider just stares at you, an unreadable expression plastered on his face. "S-Spider I didn't–"
Spider steps forward, standing chest to chest once again, his warm, calloused hands cup your face, titling your head up to look at him. His usual kind brown eyes have darkened, pupils dilated so much that if you didn't know better you'd think his eyes were black.
"Listen to me, lor, what you're asking for is dangerous. You're too fragile, too innocent for my world." he tells you, his lips brushing against yours at every word.
As much as you craved for his touch, to feel his lips against yours, his words angered you. Your hands wrap around his wrists, digging your nails into his skin, "I'm not fragile, and I'm sure as hell not innocent!"
Spider barks a laugh, leaning back enough to see your face better, "Finding and watching your father's shitty porn collection does not count, syulang. Watching someone fuck and actually getting fucked are two different things."
He had you beat there. Considering your siblings and Spider were the only other kids at Hell's Gate, you are a virgin, and at this point it's completely against your will, if you could you would've jump the nearest hot Na'vi you saw and gotten the whole thing over with.
"Oh, and you're so knowledgeable about fucking, hm?" you snap, pushing against Spider's grip on your face, leaning close to whisper, "You don't know how to fuck someone proper, everything you've learned is from, what? Tape number 5? 6? You seem like the sub type."
"Oh, my sweet syulang," One of his hands moves from your cheek to your neck, wrapping his long fingers around your soft neck, squeezing to the point that your eyes widen in fear as he drags you impossibly closer. "I'm going to ruin you."
Spider's warm, chapped lips smash into yours, biting at your bottom lip so he can lick into your mouth, pushing the entirety of his body flush against yours. Your mind is cloudy, feeling like you've been wrenched out of your body as you helplessly whimper into his mouth, unsure of what to do as you just let him kiss you, your knees growing weak when you feel the deep rumble of his appreciative groan against your chest.
Bending at the knees, Spider grinds his pelvis into yours, making moan when you feel the hard outline of his cock bulging through his loincloth, your hands fall to his chest, exploring every dip and curve of his toned body before settling on the back of his neck, pulling him in to deepen the kiss. Spider smirks against your lips, pulling away but doesn't stop his soft grinding.
"Kalin nìftxan." he murmers, licking his lips before bending down to softly peck your lips, giving you a devious smile when you eagerly kiss him back. His hand leaves your neck, grabbing a firm hold on your shoulders, lightly pushing you down, "Get on your knees, sevin."
Your knees knuckle embarrassingly quick, kneeling before him as he holds you there. One hand goes to brace itself against the tree while the other cups your face, thumbing across your bottom lip, Spider's eyes trained on the small amount of saliva he left on your lip, spreading it as he thinks.
"You really wanna learn about fucking, babygirl?"
You immediately nod, not even thinking about your response. Spider chuckles at your eagerness, "Words, baby. It's not a answer without words." he reminds you, tapping your lips.
Was this really what you wanted? To fuck your step-brother in the forest in the middle of the night? Your eyes shift from Spider's, looking down as you think, but something about Spider's loincloth catches your attention. Through the prominent outline of his erection, there's a small bump at the top where the head is. Your head tilts, unconsciously leaning forward to understand what you're seeing. Spider follows your gaze, humming in amusement when he notices what you're staring at. "It's pierced."
Your head snaps up, "What?"
Spider laughs, turning his head for a moment to collect himself, "My dick is pierced, I've had it for a while now. It's just not the type of thing I can go around Hell's Gate telling everybody about."
Immediately your hands find the knots tying his loincloth together, struggling to undo the knots as you roughly tug against the strings. Spider's laughs from above you is like sandpaper against the walls of your mind, "I'll take that as an enthusiastic yes then." he swats your hands away, easily pulling the strings and ridding himself of the poorly made clothing.
His hard cock springs up, slapping his stomach wetly, a deep groan sounding above you as Spider bites at his bottom lip. The tip is dark pink, shining in low lighting with the first drop of precum, but you're eyes are glued to the small wood polished jewelry embedded into the sensitive skin of his tip, the piercing glistening from his precum that drips down the piercing to his shaft.
You stare wide eyed at his huge cock, truly surprised by his size and girth, he easily beat the porn actors you saw in your father's shitty porn tapes. Spider's big, warm hand grasps your jaw, catching your attention, "What's the matter, baby? What happened to all your experience?" he teases, pinching your cheek.
You smack his hand away, raising your middle finger at him. Spider snorts, "Oh, I plan to. Come here," Spider grabs your hand wrapping your hand around his lower shaft, lacing his fingers over yours. His thumb swipes over the tip, presenting his wet thumb to you, your mouth automatically falls open, allowing him to swipe the salty liquid across your tongue. "Good girl, so pretty like this."
Your thumb mimics what Spider had done, spreading the precum across his tip, over his piercing and a little down his shaft. His hips twitch at the sensation of your small, soft hands playing with his cock, letting out a pleasuring sigh. "That's it, sevin. Spit on it."
Your lips pucker, watching as a drop of your spit falls on his pulsing cockhead, the softest of whimpers leaving him at the contact, a sadistically happy smirk taking over his features as you start to jerk him off, the wet sounds of your spit and his precum mixing and gliding across his cock fills the air, coating the air with Spider's panting.
Your head dips, lips wrapping around his flushed tip, your tongue rolling over his piercing, smiling around him when Spider moans above you. His hand tangles in your hair, pressing your head down to push his cock further into mouth. Your cheeks hollow, tongue massaging the underside of his cock, eyes filling with tears as his tip tickles the back of your throat.
Curious your slick hand leaves his shaft, going down to gently cup his swollen balls, experimenting as you roll them in your hand. Spider cusses, yanking you off his cock by your hair, his sweaty chest heaves as he stares down at you, eyelashes clumped together from your tears as a mix of precum and spit covers your chin.
"Why did you–" Before you can finish, Spider's wrapping his bulky arms around you, lifting you off the ground with ease, seating you ontop of a tall rock, your lower stomach level with his face. "Why the hell–"
"Ever had your pussy eaten before, syulang? Spider asks, fingering at your shorts, rubbing the soft material between his fingers.
His question catches you off guard, dumbfounding you as you gape at him, "What– I– No. Nobody has ever... " your face grows warm at the thought, losing the nerve to finish your sentence.
Spider's teeth shine in the low lighting as he gives you an excited smile, his big hands worming their way into your shorts, tugging at it sharply. "Good, you experience the best first, put a high standard to any other bastard that tries to please you."
You couldn't control the scoff that leaves you, "The best? Don't you think you're putting some high expectations on yourself, lover boy?"
Spider tosses your shorts off to the side, grabbing your thighs and dragging you forward, your ass nearly falling off the edge causing you to yelp, clutching Spider's shoulder for support. He hooks your legs over his shoulders laying wet, opened mouthed kisses against the plush skin of your inner thighs. His teeth graze your skin as he nips at you, "I'm only passing on the message other's have told."
Before you can think of a snarky comeback, Spider licks a long strip from your entrance to your clit, wrapping his lips around the bundle of nerves, suckling at it as the very point of his tongue teases your clit.
You gasp at the foreign sensation, the feeling of Spider's silky wet tongue gliding through your soaked folds is euphoric, unable to regain your breath as his tongue just slightly dips into your hole, groaning at your taste, the sound vibrating against your aching bud.
"Oh, fuck, S-Spider, I– oh!" Every word you mewl and whimper is incoherent, a jumble of Spider's name and cusses as your moans coat the night air. Your fingers thread through Spider's thick, tangled locs, tugging at his hair, pushing his face further into your cunt.
Spider groans against your drenched pussy as you pulls on his hair, your nails scratching his scalp as encouragement. His tongue pushes into your quivering hole, massaging your wet, gummy walls, his nose brushing against your clit. You feel your stomach tightening, a pleasuring ache spreading from your core to the rest of your body, numbing your limbs as they start to shake uncontrollably.
This feeling is so different from anything you've felt before, so much more intense then when you try pleasuring yourself, always failing in having a orgasm that actually satisfies the deep ache that settles in your core. Your hips push off the rock your perched on, humping into Spider's waiting mouth, grinding against his tongue.
"Spider!" you moan, digging your nails into his scalp, hips bucking harshly against his face. "It's– I need to–" Your eyes close, head falling back on your neck as you submit to your approaching orgasm.
Spider hums against your clit, kissing the pulsing bundle of nerves one last time before abruptly pulling away, leaving your pussy clenching and unclenching, you whine loudly as you feel the glorious orgasm that was approaching leave.
Your head falls forward, glaring at Spider as he wink at you, wiping your slick and his spit off his chin. "Fucking asshole!" you whine, smacking his shoulder.
"Watch your mouth, lil sis, or you're not cumming at all tonight."
Immediately your face falls making Spider laugh. His arms wind around your waist, plucking you off the rock, your legs wrap around his hips, hugging his warm, toned body against yours. A bone deep satisfaction creeps across your skin as you feel his body against yours, the intimacy of it sparking a crave for more of his skin to be stuck on yours.
Laying flat on the ground with Spider above you, you reach for the hem of your tank top, pulling it off with your cardigan and throwing it off to the side. Your nipples harden under Spider's hungry gaze, his big, calloused hands moving to knead at your plump breasts, your back arching into his touch as his thumbs run over your sensitive nipples.
Spider's hip unconsciously starting to rock against yours, his thick cockhead grinding against your clit, his piercing catching on it at ever grind. Both of each other's hands are restless, constantly exploring your bodies. His hands worship you, lips leaving tender kisses on your skin, large palms guiding your thighs to hook higher up on his waist, spreading you more open for him.
His cock nudges at your slick entrance, applying the lightest amount of pressure, just barely breaching your tight hole. "Spider, please!" you beg, squeezing your thighs around him as your heels lock behind his back, pulling him flush against your body.
"You're so pretty like this, my pretty sister so eager for my cock to split her pretty pussy open." Spider teases, pushing a little deeper, popping his tip past the initial tightening of your entrance. Spider hides his face into the side of your neck, cooing at you as you whine from the sudden stretch, the uncomfortable burn of his cock bullying his way in your tight cunt takes your breath away.
"Fuck, you're tight..." Spider groans, the pressure on his piercing making his pelvis twitch, eager to feel you completely wrapped around him. His thumb soothes over your hip bone, his hands keeping your squirming form in place as he rocks another inch in.
"Spider– fuck!" your fingernails scratch at his back and shoulders, the wet sensation of blood coating your fingertips as Spider continues to rock his hips into yours, finally bottoms out, his swollen balls pressing against you ass.
"What is it, Oeyä Syulang?" he asks, drawing his hips back a couple of inches, making his cock drag across your sensitive walls, his piercing tickling your insides in the most bizarrely pleasuring way. His hips snaps forward, his heavy cockhead resting on your sweet spot.
Your back arches, your breasts squishing against his chest, his nipple piercings rubbing against your own perked nubs. Spider claims your lips in a heated kiss, absorbing your broken moans as he pulls out just to push back in, starting a steady pace of fucking you stupid, his pelvis becoming sticky from your slick, gliding against your clit at ever building thrusts.
Spider's lips find their place on your neck, leaving blooming love bites on every inch of your skin he can get ahold of, claiming you as his in every way he can. His mouth latches around your nipple, suckling on the stiff bud, lightly biting down on your sensitive nipple, groaning against your skin when you tug at his hair again.
His one hand keeping your hip in an iron grip, his other hand never stops wandering. Cupping your face as he leaves your hickey covered chest, coming back up to kiss you, trailing down to your waist, then your hips, squeezing your thighs as he pulls your leg to rest on his shoulder, allowing him to drive his cock deeper, fucking you harder.
If it wasn't for Spider's heavy body pining you down, your body would be driven up the spongey moss you're laying on, your arms locked around his neck, using the leverage your legs have on his waist to rock your hips into Spider's, meeting his every thrust with growing vigor, gasping as his piercing is driven against your cervix.
The tightening from before is traveling through your body, only intensified when you feel Spider's cock start to pulse and twitch in your ever tightening walls. "Spy, I gotta– please!"
Spider pulls away from your embrace, shooing you as you whine from the lack of warmth. He rests on his knees, never stopping his brutal assault on your cunt as he lifts your other leg on his shoulder, thrusting into this new angle that makes his cockhead grind against your sweet spot, piercing throbbing in time with Spider's rapidly beating heart.
Spider's hand runs up your body, resting to grasp your neck, squeezing until the edges of your vision go black, the head rush bringing a sudden pulse in your core. "Cum for me, sevin."
As if his words flipped a switch, your pussy tightens, walls spasming as you cum, the knot in your stomach unravels. You cry out as Spider fucks you through your high, overwhelmed by how intense your orgasm is, draining your body of ever unpleasuring orgasm before, mind going fuzzy as your body goes limp, aftershock tremors still racking through your body.
Spider sudden pulls out, panting as he fists his throbbing cock, groaning above you as he works over his slick cock. His thumb teases over his tip, rolling his piercing as he whimpers, the first rope of thick, white cum spurts out of his tip, falling on your stomach. Rope after rope of his hot cum paints your stomach and chest, Spider's breathy moans ringing in your ears until the overstimulation becomes too much for him, letting go of his still twitching cock.
Spider flops down beside you, both of you staring at the huge panopyra hanging above you, panting as you try to catch your breath. "I take it back, you're good at fucking."
Spider snorts, wrapping his big arms around your shoulders and waist, pulling you close against him, laying a small kiss to the back of your neck. "I'm glad, I couldn't let you go around thinking you couldn't ever get a good fuck."
You smack his shoulder before turning into his body, tucking your head under his chin, curling your body into his warm embrace. "So, is my baby satisfied?" Spider asks, nuzzling his nose into your cheek.
You fight a smile, perching your lips as you fake contemplation, thinking over your answer, "I don't know, I think you have some more to prove, freak boy."
Spider props himself on his elbow, looking down at you with a wide smile, "Anything for you, Syulang."
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