#avatar reader

[marymary-diva17]

When worlds are apart

The navi and Dreamwalkers had once been very close, but the return of enemies from the past had damaged the relationship. As blame began to circulate, it soon made matters even worse. Families and friends had become divided, and once strong relationships seemed to be broken by harsh words and actions by others toward those who were innocent. 

Y/n “ Moring, Dad.” 

Jake “ Moring, sweetie, is your brother up yet?”

Y/n “ No, he is still asleep, my best guess.”

Jake “ That sounds like your brother. Well, breakfast is ready. If you are hungry, you can wait for your brother.”

Loak “ Good morning, I'm here.” 

Y/n “ Well, it seems like the smell of food will get you up.”

Loak “Haha, very funny. Can we eat?”

Jake “ Come on, kids, sit down and eat some breakfast, it's made enough.”

Spider: “ Good morning, may I join breakfast?”

Jake “ Sure, kid, come inside and sit down, and eat.”Spider soon smiled as he came into the house and soon sat down, as Jake had handed out bowls of breakfast to the kids. 

Spider “ So, how have things been going these days, two days since I was not able to come over here.” 

Y/n " Nothing much has been happening here. We wanted to come see you, but it seems like Tsutey had tasked the guards to watch over the base closely."

Jake " Since the past RDA attacks, right now the whole clan and a few others don't trust the humans that much."

Spider " Dad had mentioned how some of the adults had started setting up a garden, so we have enough places to get the materials we need and stay away from the clan's view and reach."

Lo'ak " None of this has been our fault, Dad, and everyone tried to warn them, but they decided not to listen, and now we live our lives like this, even more outcast than we had already been."

Spider " Yeah it suck and we haven't been able to hangout with kiri, tuk, and neteyam."

Y/n " We had tried it, but it seems like they were not able to at the moment, thanks to the interruptions by others along with Neytiri and Tsu'tey."

Jake: " I know our worlds have been divided, kids, but you all have shown great strength."

Y/n " Thank you, Dad."

Jake " Don't worry, I will have some word with tsu'tey and Neytiri, but as your grandmother has told me, she has also been having talks with them. Right now, just live your lives to the best and let them keep on talking." The three teens nodded in agreement with Jake's words as the group ate breakfast and soon left the home.

Spider: " We can start off with our tasks and see if we get them done early, so we can use the rest of the time to hang out together."

Y/n " That sounds good."

Lo'ak " If it means we can have a fun time while doing work, because bro if I'm honest, my sister is not all that fun to talk with all the time."

Y/n " I'm your twin if you forget I have been your friend since we were small, now come on, boys, let's get to work."

Lo'ak & spider " Yes ma'am"

Lo'ak: " That attitude of hers will never get her a boyfriend."

Spider: " I have to agree, she's being bossy right now."

Y/n " I can hear you both still, I'm not deaf skwangs. "The boys soon laughed and ran to catch up with you, as the three of you went to gather some much-needed supplies. Once the kids arrived, they began working on their chores.

Y/n " Hey, here comes our sibling and everyone else in tow as well."You had looked up to see your siblings coming over with the other kids of the clan as well. This had also gained the attention of Lo'ak and Spider.

Lo'ak: " We should get ready to move elsewhere. I don't feel like dealing with jerks today."

Spider " Same here, and if we get in a fight, that will lead to more trouble for us as well."

Tuk " Y/n loak and spider, good morning."

Y/n " Good morning tuk tuk how are you doing."

Tuk " Good, and now I get to hang out with my big brother and sister, along with my cousin as well."

Y/n " Yes, it seems like we will all be here at the moment."

Kiri " Good morning, sister, brother, and spider, it's good to see you all, we have time to catch up."

Spider," Yes, that will be wonderful, Kiri."

Neteyam " Hello everyone, it's good to see you all, and we all will be doing chores in the same area as well."

Lo'ak " No need to worry about us, neteyam, we will move elsewhere, to make sure we don't do anything bad to anyone and bring any more tension."

Spider: " We will not be here for long, we will make sure to leave once we are done with our work here."

Neteyam " No, please stay here with us as we can have time together, and everyone will be fine with you all staying here as you are one of us and family." You had looked at Spider and Lo'ak, who seemed a bit confused about everything, as you soon took the lead to respond to Neteyam.

Y/n " Okay, we will stay here and attend to our work as well."

Tuk " Yeah, and when we are all done, we can go hang out with dad."

Neteyam " When he is done talking with mother and father, and if he doesn't have any other tasks that come up that need all of them to attend to."

Y/n " Yes, let's hope their meeting will go well today."

Kiri "If we all get done, we can hang out together, seeing how it's been, so long since we've been together."

Spider: " That sounds okay." The group soon returned to work, engaging in conversations with one another and having some fun as well. There had been some kids who had asked the trio about their avatar parents and inquired about life in the small village they had created.

Kiri " How has Dad been doing lately, as I haven't been able to see him lately?"

Y/n " He has been good, he is making plans to make sure we all stay safe, from the RDA, and keep in contact with the other groups here on Pandora."

Kiri " Will it be okay if I come spend some nights over there with you all?"

Y/n " He will be okay with it, Kiri. He said you and our siblings, always have a home there with us if you wish to come over."

Kiri " Thank you, sister. I really wish to spend time with my family and with Spider again, as well as with everyone else. How has my mom been doing?"

Y/n "Grace has been doing well, uncle Norm and uncle Max have been making sure her avatar self is safe."

Kiri " Good, I'm happy to know everyone I care about is doing well."

Tuk " Can I come sleep over as well, and if you say no, I can go ask daddy and he will say yes."

Y/n " Yes, you can come over as well, too, we will not say no to you."

The boys

Neteyam " Father was wondering if you and Dad would like to attend a hunt with him, he even asked me if I wish to attend as well."

Lo'ak "It has been a while since I was on a hunt with him, and Dad might have the same to say as well."

Neteyam " He thought it would be good for us, even if a spider can come as well."

Spider: " Oh, that sounds like fun."

Neteyam " How has life been for you two and everyone else? Are there any problems that need to be brought up that I can help with?"

Lo'ak: " There have been some issues, but they seem to be fixed at the moment."

Neteyam " Oh okay, but just know if anyone in the clan or anyone else is giving any of you a hard time, know I will be there to defend my siblings and spider as well."

Lo'ak " I and spider will make sure to remember that in the future."

Neteyam " How have dad and all the other adults been holding up since everything had changed around us?"

Lo'ak " They have been doing well if you looked on past events, but they seem to be doing well right now."

Spider " Oh yes, if we passed all the heartbreak they had, they had taken time to heal from everything that happened."

Neteyam " Oh, good, I'm happy to know they are doing well since last time."

Lo'ak "Yes, it's good to see everyone is doing well." The group had made sure to complete their chores, but it was easy to see that something was going on right now. Once everyone was done, the group started heading back towards the village.

Tuk " Hey, look, mama, dad, and daddy are together over there." The kids had looked to see the three adults talking, but the conversation might be based on a different type. They were not the only adults having talks, as there seemed to be other groups talking as well. The three adults soon noticed the kids standing there as they made their way over.

Jake "Children, welcome home. It's good to see you all."

Tuk " Hey, daddy, I'm so happy to see you."

Jake: " I'm happy to see you as well, baby girl, and the same goes for all my kids."

Neteyam " Hello dad."

Kiri " Hi, Dad."

Jake: " Hello, my kiddos, how was everyone's day?"

Lo'ak " It was good, sir."

Neytiri " Hello y/n and lo'ak, it's good to see you, my children, I have missed you both so much."

Tsu'tey " Yes, it's good to see you kids again, we have been worried about you two and your dad as well."

Neytiri " Oh, spider, you are here as well."

Spider " Yes, I was doing some work with my cousins here, but it seems like I should be getting home right now with the stuff."

Jake " We shall walk with you, spider. I will not let you go home alone. It's getting late, and we should all be heading home. Either way, take care, kids. Remember, my home is always open for you all." No more words had been spoken as everyone went their own ways. The other dream walker adults bid goodbye to their kids, doing the same as Jake had said before they left.

Y/n " Well, it seems like everyone is acting off today."

Lo'ak " I have to agree as well, sis, and Spider will have to agree as well, if he were here right now."

Jake " I know today has been way different for us all, but tomorrow will be different as well, and we shall take it and whatever comes in the future as well."

Y/n and lo'ak " Yes dad."

Jake " Good, now come let's make some dinner, and you all can tell me more about your day." The family had gathered around in the evening and had dinner, even though it seemed like everything might be going well. There was still some pain going around for everyone, and this pain was not going to be easily fixed. The worlds that had come together had now come apart.

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can uu do marc or Jake x winged male!Reader where they help reader clean their wings‼️

Avatars Wings

Marc Spector x Male Reader

Summary: The vicious hound attack shredded your wings, leaving them utterly ruined. Marc, looking a little guilty, offers to help clean the tattered remains.

A/N: Went with reader being the Egyptian Goddess Nut's avatar as she's depicted with wings and also the Goddess of the sky. The wings are basically retractable and are essentially used as apart of readers armor. I really wasn't sure where to go with this so I apologize that it's not great

TW: Fluff

The storm raged with unrestrained fury over the sprawling cityscape of London. Jagged fingers of lightning clawed at the inky canvas above, each strike followed by a guttural boom of thunder that vibrated through the very bones of the deserted streets. Rain lashed down in relentless sheets, transforming cobblestones into slick mirrors reflecting the oppressive darkness. Gusts of wind howled through the narrow alleyways, carrying with them the mournful cries and frantic barks of hounds as they relentlessly patrolled the shadowed corners.

Perched precariously on the precipice of a towering building, a solitary figure stood silhouetted against the tempestuous sky. Eyes, narrowed and intense behind the stark white of a mask, scanned the desolate landscape below. With a fluid, almost predatory grace, the figure launched into the air, descending silently to land mere feet from one of the patrolling hounds. The creature, its senses heightened by the storm, whirled with a snarl, fangs bared in a vicious lunge. Almost instantly, more of its kind materialized from the inky blackness of the surrounding shadows, their low growls escalating into a chorus of aggression.

The ensuing struggle was a whirlwind of motion and fury. The masked figure moved with an uncanny speed and precision, dodging snapping jaws and raking claws. Then, as if the heavens themselves had decided to intervene, the dense clouds began to tear apart, revealing the luminous disc of the full moon. Bathed in its ethereal glow, your figure became visible, suspended in the air above the fray. A shimmering cascade of sharp, golden feathers rained down, each one an unerring projectile that pierced through the lunging hounds with deadly accuracy.

Your figure descended, landing silently behind one of the remaining beasts. Piercing eyes, the same shade as the falling feathers, locked onto the back of the first masked figure – Marc. With a swift, decisive movement, the razor-sharp feathers of the newly arrived figure’s expansive wings sliced through the hound, its body collapsing into a lifeless heap.

The fight continued with a grim intensity, a silent ballet of violence against the remaining hounds. Neither of you uttered a single word. For Marc, the silence was a palpable weight, a constant reminder of the chasm that had opened between you. The fact that you had chosen to embrace the mantle of Nut's avatar, the Egyptian goddess, instead of allowing him to bear the full weight of the avatar responsibility, still rankled. You knew your impulsive act had been born of a desperate need to protect Marc in a moment fraught with uncertainty, but he remained stubbornly unconvinced, viewing it as a direct rejection.

Suddenly, a flicker of movement in your peripheral vision snagged your attention. A hound, its teeth bared in a savage snarl, was lunging at Marc from behind. Reacting instantly, you pivoted, your wings snapping open to form a protective barrier. Nut’s formidable armor, usually a seamless extension of your being, only partially shielded the intricate structure of your wings – those magnificent appendages bestowed upon you directly by the goddess herself. The hound’s teeth grazed the exposed feathers, its claws tearing through the delicate membranes, sending a jolt of searing pain through your body. A sharp cry escaped your lips.

A guttural curse ripped from Marc’s throat. He spun, tackling the attacking hound with brutal force. Just as his fist connected, a single, lethal golden feather flashed past him, embedding itself deep within the creature’s skull. “Fucking bitch,” you spat, the pain and adrenaline fueling your anger. Marc, with grim efficiency, dispatched the last two hounds. The adrenaline slowly receding, he turned towards you, his expression a mixture of concern and exasperation as Nut’s shimmering armor began to dissipate, leaving you vulnerable.

The journey back to Marc’s apartment was punctuated by his low, simmering beratement. He couldn’t fathom why you would willingly take a hit that his accelerated healing could have easily mended. You walked in silence, the lingering ache in your wings a dull counterpoint to his frustrated muttering. He finally broke off as they entered the dimly lit apartment, running a hand roughly over his face. A sigh escaped his lips. “Look, I… I’m sorry,” he mumbled, his gaze softening slightly. “I just… I worry about you.”

You offered a small, tired smile, settling onto the edge of the worn couch. “You don’t have to worry so much, Marc. I’ll heal.” He shook his head, his eyes still troubled. He lowered himself onto the couch beside you, his voice almost a demand. “Just… take your shirt off. Let me see.”

Turning your back to him, you slowly pulled your damp shirt over your head. His gaze lingered on the intricate network of silvery scars that crisscrossed your back, the indelible map of where your wings had first unfurled. Tentatively, Marc reached out, a single calloused finger tracing the jagged lines. As his fingertip brushed against a particularly sensitive point, a ripple seemed to run through your skin. A soft tremor ran through your shoulders, and then, with a silent rush, feathers began to sprout, unfurling into a magnificent pair of wings. They were a breathtaking tapestry of blues, deepening from a soft cerulean at the base to a rich indigo at the tips, interspersed with shimmering strands of gold that caught the dim light.

You glanced upwards, your eyes locking with the towering, majestic form of Nut as she materialized before you, a familiar presence in your mind’s eye. “Such beauty in your relationship, darling,” she hummed, her voice resonating within your thoughts. A small, involuntary laugh escaped your lips, quickly stifled by a sharp hiss of pain as Marc’s fingers gently grazed the mangled feathers on your left wing.

Marc excused himself with a murmured word, returning moments later with a bowl of steaming water and a soft cloth. He settled back behind you, his voice low. “She speaks to you often?”

“Quite often,” you whispered, leaning forward slightly as the warmth of the water radiated against your injured wing. “Though I don’t mind.” A comfortable silence settled between you, broken only by the soft swish of the cloth as Marc carefully cleaned the damaged feathers. His calloused hands, surprisingly gentle, explored the delicate structure of your wings. He seemed to absorb every detail – the velvety texture against his skin, the subtle twitches and shivers that ran through them with each press of the warm cloth.

Eventually, Marc set the bowl and cloth aside, his hands returning to your wings with a tender reverence, like a bird meticulously preening its new plumage. A shiver traced its way down your spine as his lips brushed against a particularly sensitive spot near the base of your wing, the sensation sending a jolt of unexpected pleasure through you. His lips trailed down your spine, sending goosebumps erupting along your skin, before making their way back up the nape of your neck. He chuckled softly at your reaction, repeating the tantalizing movement a few more times before shifting, moving so he was now facing you.

You instinctively tucked your wings slightly behind you as he leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a slow, tender kiss. He whispered against your lips, his breath warm against your skin. “Perhaps… perhaps I could explore the more sensitive parts of your wings later on.” You returned the kiss, your hands resting lightly on his shoulders. Breaking the gentle contact, your lips ghosted over his. “I wouldn’t exactly mind,” you murmured, a playful glint in your eyes.

[netexyy]

Neteyam || Golden boy's secret

In which y/n discovers neteyam's perverted habit - watching her every single night through her window-so , in return she decides to give him little show ⚠️🔞smut

Word count - 1.9k

Everyone on Pandora knew Neteyam Sully as the golden child. The perfect warrior, the respectful son, the calm older brother. He walked with grace, spoke with intention, and carried the kind of honor that made elders proud and girls swoon.

To most, he was untouchable. Pure. The pride of the Omatikaya.

But what they didn’t know—what no one knew—was that behind that innocent smile and unwavering discipline, Neteyam had a secret. A dark, needy, overwhelming secret, how much of a pervert he actually was.

It started innocently. Curiosity. A glance through her lab window late at night. He had been out hunting and saw her sitting on her bed in one of those flimsy tank tops, hair tied up messily, skin glowing under the warm light.

He told himself he would leave.

He never did.

Night after night, he came back. Hiding in the shadows, just outside her window. Sometimes she was sleeping, curled up like something delicate. Other times she was brushing her hair or stretching in ways that made his thoughts burn with shame.

He’d watch, pulse thundering, mouth dry, until he couldn’t take it anymore and disappeared into the trees to take care of the ache between his legs.

What he didn’t know—was that she knew.

Y/N had noticed the first time, a soft flicker of movement outside her window. Then again. And again. She had her suspicions, but when she peeked through the corner of the glass and saw those amber eyes glowing in the dark—her breath had caught.

Neteyam.

Sweet, perfect Neteyam.

She should’ve been angry. She wasn’t.

If anything, she was... intrigued. And a little thrilled.

So she decided to play a little game.

Tonight, she was ready.

Neteyam crouched in his usual spot, barely breathing, his hand resting against the cool wall of her lab window. She was already in her bed, legs crossed, a book resting on her thighs. The light made her skin glow, soft and inviting.

He exhaled slowly, adjusting his position.

Then she moved.

Her fingers slowly slid the book off her lap and onto the floor. She stretched, arms over her head, arching her back in a way that made the thin fabric of her sleep shirt cling to her body.

Neteyam swallowed hard. His tail flicked behind him, tension curling low in his belly.

Then she looked toward the window.

Right at him.

He froze.

But she didn’t scream. Didn’t panic. Instead, she gave the faintest smirk. Then—her hand drifted lower.

Neteyam blinked. Was he dreaming?

Y/N’s fingers trailed over her stomach, slowly tugging up her shirt just enough to reveal the soft skin beneath. Her other hand grazed her inner thigh. A show. A performance. For him.

And he couldn’t look away.

His breath hitched, chest rising and falling with increasing pace. He leaned in slightly, eyes wide, pupils dilated.

She ran her hand over the waistband of her shorts, teasing herself. Her fingers slipped lower, brushing softly, hips shifting as she let out a quiet sigh.

Neteyam bit his lip. Hard.

He didn’t know if he should be ashamed or grateful. All he knew was that his cock was painfully hard, pressing against the confines of his loincloth.

Then she whispered his name.

“Neteyam...”

That was all it took.

In a blur of movement, he was at her door, pulling it open with shaking hands. Y/N met his eyes calmly, still seated on the bed, legs slightly parted.

“You’ve been watching me,” she said softly. Not accusing. Just stating a fact.

“I—”

She stood up, walking toward him slowly. “You think I didn’t notice?”

Neteyam opened his mouth. Closed it.

Her hand reached up, cupping his cheek. He leaned into the touch instinctively, eyes fluttering shut.

“You could’ve just asked,” she whispered.

That was the end of his restraint.

He grabbed her waist, pushing her against the nearest wall, mouth crashing into hers. She gasped but didn’t resist. If anything, she clung to him, fingers digging into his shoulders.

Neteyam groaned against her lips, grinding against her. His hands roamed—over her hips, her back, under her shirt.

He needed her.

“Y/N,” he breathed. “You drive me crazy. I think about you all the time. When you sleep. When you laugh. I—fuck, I watch you and I can’t stop—”

She pulled him closer, lips brushing his ear. “Then don’t stop.”

Clothes came off fast—tugged, yanked, tossed to the floor. He was careful, even in his desperation, touching her like she was something precious, something he’d dreamed about too long.

Y/N spread her legs for him, fingers gripping the sheets as Neteyam settled between her thighs. He looked up once, checking her face.

She nodded. “Yes.”

He slid into her slowly, a deep groan rumbling from his chest as her heat wrapped around him.

“Fuck—Y/N—”

Their rhythm built quickly. Her moans filled the room, mixing with the sound of his hips slapping against hers. His name fell from her lips over and over until it was almost a chant.

Neteyam gripped her thigh, angling deeper, watching her unravel beneath him. He couldn’t believe this was real. That she wanted him just as much.

When she came, back arched, mouth open in a silent scream—he lost it.

With a final thrust, he spilled inside her, head buried in the crook of her neck, panting, trembling.

They stayed like that for a moment. Still. Sweaty. Satisfied.

Finally, Y/N chuckled. “Golden boy, huh?”

He groaned into her shoulder. “If they only knew.”

She smirked. “They’d never believe it.”

Neteyam looked up, eyes dark with something possessive and a little dangerous. “Good. Let them keep thinking I’m innocent. As long as you know the truth.”

She kissed him again, slow and deep.

“I know everything.”

~~~

[puddle-nerd]

The Magic Touch

Summary: Apparently the Na’vi had an erogenous zone at the base of their tails. Go figure. It now explained why Jake was always grabbing Neytiri’s tail. That horny f– (Tsu’tey/Female Avatar Reader)

Prompt #8 for Avatar12DaysofKinkmas2023.

Story Tags: No Use of Y/N, Tail Play, Female Reader, Na’vi/Avatar Female Reader, Na’vi Biology, Na’vi Language, Omatikaya | Blue Flute Clan, Established Relationship, Vaginal Sex, Creampie

Na’vi Translation:

Nìsyep sìltsan, vrrtep – so good and tight, little demon (this one is stolen from @pandoraslxna)

Tewng — loincloth

Yawne – beloved

Zakru — a gigantic creatures that live with the Zeswa Clan in the Upper Plains and akin to the Earth’s elephant

There’s one line in here where the reader speaks English and it’s highlighted in green with ~ on either end, just FYI.

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You swatted at Tsu’tey, giggling as you stretched your Avatar’s lithe striped legs further and managed to run past him only to yelp as you felt his hand wrap around your tail and drag you back into him. You squealed once more as your legs and his tangled together and the two of you fell forward in a pile of limbs, rolling a bit over the grassy ground until you both came to a stop. Shifting onto your knees, Tsu’tey settled himself into the lush vegetation and you both grinned before you leaned down to kiss him.

Only to squeal when you felt his hand wrap around the base of your tail, his thumb pressing into a cluster of nerves on the underside.

The warrior’s grin turned into a lecherous smirk as he rubbed his thumb carefully over that soft spot, watching as sensation that was similar to having your sensitive nipples or your clit tweaked crawl up your spine.

Apparently the Na’vi had an erogenous zone at the base of their tails.

Go figure.

It now explained why Jake was always grabbing Neytiri’s tail.

That horny fucker.

As if she could get any further pregnant already.

“Feels good, no?” Tsu’tey’s voice snapped you back to reality as he pressed his thumb gently into the nerve cluster once more, drawing a quiet mewl from your throat. You nodded, feeling heat sink low into your belly. He chuckled, his lips pulled back to reveal his fangs, musing aloud, “I wonder if I could get you to finish just by this alone.” You shook your head but then realized your mistake as he raised a brow bone, having accidently rendered a challenge. “You doubt me, ma’yawne?”

“Nooo,” you moaned, your legs trembling as he circled his thumb over the base of your tail, rubbing the little spot that had shivers racing up and down your spine. “But I want you entirely.”

Tsu’tey sniggered and suddenly yanked your tail, the pleasure highlighting with a spark of pain just enough to heighten the sensations. “Perhaps,” he hummed, “but first, this.” He gripped your hips to make sure you didn’t settle your weight upon him determined to see if he could in fact get you off with just the erogenous zone at the base of your tail. He pressed and rubbed at that spot, watching you shiver and listening as you released continuous whimpers, rutting your tail into his eager hand, his ego slowly but steadily inflating, much like his cock beneath you. You wanted to grind against him, your slick building between your thighs and coating the inside of your tewng into a sticky mess. You noticed his flat nose flare before he teased, “I can smell you, ma’yawne.”

“Please, ma’Tsu’tey,” you whined, again trying to grind down upon your lover’s erection only to be thwarted by his tight grip on your hip. “I need you. Feel so empty.”

“Greedy, vrrtep,” he laughed but pushed you up to undo both of your tewngs. You nearly sobbed in relief as you virtually slammed yourself down upon him, welcoming his ribbed shaft into your warm, wet depths. He groaned, “Greedy indeed. Nìsyep sìltsan, vrrtep” In retaliation, he pressed his thumb into the base of your tail once more, causing your inner walls to flutter and clench upon his length, drawing the pointed tip deeper into your channel. “You are close, ma’yawne. I can feel it in the way your cunt clings to me.” You leaned down, sliding your pussy up his length to nearly the tip so you could also bite down upon his shoulder. He grunted and pushed your hips back down to meet his own, both of you groaning in pleasure.

“More, ma’Tsu’tey,” you begged, switching to English. “~You always make me feel so good.~”

Your lover complied, sitting up slightly and helping you to rock back and forth over his pelvis, his cock stimulating you with the movements, making you cling to him. The heat was building up within your cunt as the ridges decorating the underside of his shaft rubbed your gummy walls with every movement. Your slick was leaking out of you to trickle down his pelvis and slowly watering the lush grass beneath his backside. His one hand resumed its place at the base of your tail and suddenly yanked. You wailed as your climax slammed into you like a rampaging Zakru, your nails biting into your lover’s shoulders as your cunt clamped down upon him voraciously, drawing him to pump you full of his seed.

Tsu’tey laid back and allowed you to cuddle into his scarred chest, swallowing tightly as you kissed the whitish markings where the bullets had nearly taken his life. He pressed his lips to your forehead and you reveled together in the closeness.

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Originally Posted: 21 December 2023

Word Count: 798

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In the next chapter, they'll finally spend a bit more time together — I'm so excited (^~^)/🎉

Soon in the Tamed by the starlight "Chapter 4 - Avatar" ☺️

/The reader's appearance is just an illustration — there are no specific physical traits described in the fic./

[smile-skxawng]

I needed to see Jake more in this outfit 🥺😭 Lowkey wanted more RDA jake moments training in his Avatar. Also I'm a slut for rolled up sleeves 😔

But just imagine doing the nasty with jake in this outfit 🤐

Just look at his arms 💀 those veins ...

[taintedheartx]

Crush

(Gif not mine)

Pairing: neteyam x metkayina!reader

Sypnosis: as the eldest daughter of ronal and tonowari, you were assigned to teach the newcomers children your ways, unknowingly that you would take a liking to the oldest son.

Warnings: simp neteyam, mutual pining, friends to lovers, fluff, uses of y/n

a/n: I kinda wanted to do something simple, and I kinda like this..not proofread btw… enjoy!

It was a warm day in the village as every other so when you were finally done with the tasks your mother had given you, you headed out to the moon-pools on the reef where your little sister Tsireya was.

You dove in the water and retrieved your ilu making your way to the other side of the reef, you made it there within a few minutes, instantly recognizing your sister and making your way over to her.

She instantly greeted you and you both talked about casual small things you both waste time for a good half hour just chatting, before you saw what seemed to be giant birds flying above you.

You watched in amazement before you and your sister both exchanged confused glances, before the conch signaled an arrival.

“What do you think this is?” Your sister says as you both jump back on your ilus making your way back to the village.

Newcomers from a different clan. You thought noticing that the giant birds had riders on their backs.

Once you both dismounted your ilus walked the rest of the way to where your people created a crowd surrounding the new people who made their way on the land.

You noticed the newcomers where a different color than you and had a different figure with thin hands and skinny tails. Forest people you thought.

But what mostly stood out to you was one of the two boys, he was taller than the other one and had a cummerbund on his waist which insinuated he was the older one.

You noticed once you were both in their peripheral vision they both turned their heads in your direction.

You felt eyes on you, and you assume your sister did as well because you looked up to see the younger brother eyeing your sister, he looked away shyly when she looked back.

You both stood next to your younger brother aonung, watching your sister scold them for the snarky remarks he already made to the boys.

Your father eventually arrived on his tsurak flying over you and the newcomers and dismounting it and walking to the man and who you assumed to be his mate.

You took this time while he was distracted by your fathers presence, to sneak more looks at him, you watched as he greeted your father with and ‘I see you’ sign and stood in silence with the crowd, as your mother made her presence known by calmly striding towards them.

You and your siblings watched in anticipation as they now greeted your mother who was more likely to have a problem with their arrival.

the man explained his reason for arrival was the need to seek “uturu.” Your mother softly gasped and repeated him in a disbelief tone, before she eventually made her way around the new people and began to verbally express their differences.

“Their tails are weak, you will be slow in the water.”

She picked up the one of the girls arms and made a point to voice that their children weren’t even full Navi.

This made your people gasp in shock at the statement, she made her way to the younger boy and grabbed his hand lifting it up to reveal his four-fingered hand.

This made more chaos erupt through your people before the man showed his hand and shared that he was a sky person and now na’vi wanting to prove they can adapt to our ways.

Your mother and their mother had a bit of disagreement you guessed seeing how they both hissed at each other, quickly the adults shared a few more words with them before your parents briefly gazed at each other, then your father turning to face the people and announce their decision on the matter. ‘toruk makto’s family will be staying with us, treat them like brothers and sisters, show them our ways so they do not suffer the shame of being useless.

“My son aonung, my daughters y/n and Tsireya will show your children what to do.” He says, aonung faced him ready to complain but your father shut him down fairly quickly.

“Come we will show you our village” your sister says grabbing your hand and dragging you with her closer to the newcomers, you helped them unload their things unable to pry your eyes from the oldest son, your sister close on your tail you led the family to an unused mauri in the village, then you left back to the healers hut for your lessons.

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It was later in the day past noon after you had managed to guide the newcomers and their children to their new home and letting them get settled in instructing that their lessons will be tomorrow.

You were currently walking back to the healers hut to give your mother some herbs she asked for, when you felt a tap on your shoulder and turned to see a forest boy.

“Oh hi, can I help you with something?”You say to break the awkward silence as he was just staring at you.

“Yes, I was wondering if maybe you can show me around the village, just so I get familiar with it.” He says not tearing his eyes from yours which make you a bit nervous.

“Yes of course, I just have to take these to my mother and I’ll come back.” You say gesturing to the herbs in your arms.

He took notice of your filled arms and grabbed some herbs from your arms, “need some help?”not waiting for your response before you found yourself walking through the village with the boy towards your mothers hut, you both caught a few stares from people, who still didn’t know how to feel about forest people seeking refuge in their clan.

You both made your way into the healers hut and gave your mother the herbs that she needed, she was a bit off, and you figured it was because you had one of the forest boys accompanying you.

She had asked your help with something very fast, to which you turned back to the boy and told him to wait for you outside the mauri.

You walked further in the pod, helping her quickly tie the last of the garment that was more of a two person job, “so what are you doing with the forest boy? I thought lessons weren’t until tomorrow?”

“They aren’t, I’m just helping him get a look at the land.” You say helping her finish up with the garment and looking back up at her.

“Okay just remember, no funny business.” She says giving you a stern look, you didn’t know why she said that but she was your mother always scolding you so you forgot about it and nodded, leaving the mauri and leading the boy around the village.

After a bit of showing him around the area and showing him where everyone goes for certain things, you asked if he needed to be back home soon, to which he shook his head and insisted for you to show him more.

You say sure and you both find yourself just chatting and having small talk before you even realize that you didn’t even get the boys’ name.

“I-I didn’t get your name?” You say softly as both your feet met the sandy beach.

“Neteyam, and you?” He says looking back at you briefly his braid swinging down, “that’s a nice name I’m only y/n.” You respond, he smiles at you making you smile back.

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A few days passed of teaching the sully kids and you grew more comfortable with them, befriending kiri was quite easy as you both collected shells and material for clothes around the coral reef.

The other boy which you learned his name is loak took a liking to your sister tsireya fairly quickly, wanting to be close to her during the lessons.

Since kiri didn’t need much help adapting or holding her breath for that matter, it resulted in your main focus being on neteyam.

He was a fast learner, so it wasn’t hard for him to get a hang of the breathing techniques you taught him and keeping his breathing under control underwater, but when you assisted him with the ilu, it took him a few tries before he got it down.

You enjoyed teaching him, he was awfully sweet and was open to learning new things.

After communal breakfast, she had suggested to go on an ilu ride before our lessons to see where the boys were on their breath control.

You all made small talk on the way down to the beach, taking a deep breath of the fresh aroma scent before calling your ilu and diving in the water.

Neteyam followed after you, urging to keep up with your speed, you flowed through the reef swiftly, before the small group catches up to you.

The ilu’s squealed as you all soared around each other smiling and having fun, the ilu rides were always your favorite thing to do to blow off some steam.

After you all got a bit tired of riding, it was time to start your lesson, so you and tsireya split up, each having a boy to teach, you noticed neteyam was more focused and easy to teach one on one rather than his siblings so you led him to a island patch behind the village, it was quiet there so you felt like it would be easier for you to teach.

You both dismounted your ilus and took a seat crisscrossed from each other and began teaching, an hour passed since you began your lesson and he already knew how to say a few sentences in sign language, so you smiled, “you did good, that’s enough for today.”

He smiled back and nodded his head, ever since neteyam and his family arrived at the reef, he noticed himself being drawn to you, loving the sound of your voice while you taught him the way of water, your hands grazing his while you corrected his sign.

Not to mention even when you two weren’t alone and instead in the company of both each others siblings, it was hard for him to take his eyes from you.

Even though you practically dismissed him he hadn’t moved yet, looking at him he diverted his eyes from yours fairly quickly. finding the chance you spoke, “so how are you adjusting here?”He glanced at you again with his sharp amber eyes, making your insides flutter.

“I love it, I do miss my home, but it’s beautiful here.” He says softly as he spoke nicely of your home. You did consider asking about the forest but you never wanted to pry and ask something too personal, so you kept it vague.

You smiled, “I bet the forest is wonderful.” looking down as your fingers played in the sand.

It was like a light flicked on Neteyam’s head, he had basically brought a piece of the forest with him when him and his family first arrived to awa’atlu.

Both your ears perked as you heard the dinner conch signaling it was time to eat.

“I have an idea, meet me at the shore behind the village after eclipse.” He says with an eager voice getting up, you followed suit not having time to ask details. “okay.”

You both mount your ilus and part ways to different sides of the village.

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A while after dinner, eclipse had arose as the bioluminescence in the water enhanced, you were talking to tsireya as the whole village slowly mellowed out and it was the usual time to wind down.

You didn’t know why you left out the fact that neteyam wanted to meet up with you after eclipse, but you liked the thrill of the secrecy.

You waited until your parents and siblings were asleep, to sneak out of the mauri and make your way around the village.

You made it all the way behind the village, waiting patiently for neteyam. you slowly started worrying that he got in trouble trying to sneak out, and unintentionally stood you up.

Until you saw his figure emerge from the mangrove roots and walk his way towards you. You signed with relief, “finally, what took you so long?” I had to wait a little longer, till my parents fell asleep.He explained and you took in how his freckles lit up his face in the darkness. He was so mesmerizing.

“Oh, well what did you need to show me?” Curious to see why he needed you at such a late hour. “I’ll show you, when we get there.”Neteyam grabbed your hand and led you deeper in the forest.

Your stomach flipped as you felt the warmth of his hand gripping yours, brushing past the greenery and fallen branches the silence only being broken by nearby animals in the foliage.

You admired the back of his figure, his broad shoulders, his skinny tail that occasionally brushed against you, why were you thinking like this.

You snap out of your thoughts when he speaks, “we’re here.” He says releasing his grip on you and walking further into the clearing, there were five ikrans.

You heard the sully boys speak of their ikrans which is how you know about them but you never gave it much thought, but they were huge up close, you kept your distance as he made his way to his ikran, giving him a pat on the side.

At first you were a bit confused as to why he brought you here, you took a look at the 20 foot banshee that towered over you both, he was cute but more intimidating to you, like he couldn’t figure out if you were a friend of food. Neteyam looked back at you and smiles,“you can come closer.” You step closer a bit into view a little weary.

“If you want, you can ride with me.” He says with a cheerful tone.

“What do you mean, you can do that?” You question, he nods.

“Yeah, what’s the harm in getting off the island for a bit?”he persuades you. You never once left the island except for hunting and gathering obviously. So you comply by slowly getting closer eyeing the giant creature.

“He won’t hurt you.” He assures you, taking you hand and guiding to pet the ikran. You feel the skin texture under your hand for a second. “allow me” he says gesturing to the open saddle.

You hesitate for a moment but before you can debate your body is already moving to mount the ikran. You would’ve said no but neteyam had a hold on you, you never were able to say no to him.

He mounts, hovering over you, you felt your heart race at the new feeling, of him so close to you, making you a nervous wreck but you tried your best to hide it.

“Hold tight.” he says wanting you to put your hand where his was to steer the ikran.

You couldn’t believe you were actually doing this, but know it was too late to turn back now, taking off was the scary part, the fast motion made you buck back into neteyam’s chest.

A quiet gasp left your mouth as you both soared up in the air, you closed your eyes at the fast movement, once you eventually opened them when it became more steady.

You had never been this high up before, it was a bit scary seeing everything so far below. You tightened your grip on the ikran as you felt your palms getting sweaty.

He must’ve felt you get nervous, “it’s okay I won’t let you fall.” He briefly looked at you, that familiar feeling came back and was stronger more than ever, you liked him.

He banked few times chuckling at your nervousness, it was a rocky ride but neteyam made you feel safe.

After a little while of soaring through the clouds and you eventually made your descent to the ground, landing in the mangroves.

He removes his queue, dismounted reaching to help you off, “thank you neteyam, that was amazing!” You say with a cheekish grin.

He smiles, “don’t worry about it, that was fun.” Your wide tail was probably wagging at the strong feeling you felt.

He gazed at you, secretly admiring your curves as you were turned away.

“We should head back before someone notices we’re gone.” You say turning back to him, he retreats his gaze shyly and pats his ikran before you both run off back into the forest.

You both talked all the way back village about the ride, you had never been in the air before so the feeling was foreign to you. He smiled at your fascination, answering all your curious questions.

“I never rode with anyone before, we should do that again sometime.” He firmly stated, turning his head and searching for your response.

You smiled surely blushing while your tail swished swiftly behind you. Neteyam noticed making his ears flick back, “Really, yes I would love that.” You enthusiastically say.

You both took a shortcut back to the village, enjoying the quiet scenery and neteyam’s company. Your mind was at ease as you felt relaxed in his presence with the sound of distant chirps of the nearby creatures and the light waves hitting the shore.

His voice cut through the silence, “I never got to say how thankful I am for your help with teaching me and my siblings..it’s been really hard for them to adjust, thanks for being so nice I’ve really appreciated it.” He looks at you sincerely.

Your eyes widen a bit at his seriousness. You flash him a sweet smile and a nervous giggle.“It’s not a problem, its kind of my job to be nice.” His gaze doesn’t falter but his eyes wander down to your lips.

He thought how soft and sweet your lips must’ve been. How much he wanted to lock his lips between them but he couldn’t, he reminded himself your still the chief’s daughter, he needed to control himself the best he can.

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The next day you knew that neteyam and loak would be training with your father so you knew he’d be busy, but when eclipse was nearing, we had another group session by the moon-pools. You had brought crystals and trinkets that you thought kiri and tuk would like.

When you and tsireya both came to the signature rock where you were supposed to teach them but sometimes you and tsireya would get distracted and would just be goofing off or talking instead, you giggled at loak’s inability to keep his eyes off your sister, unknown to the fact that his brother had the same issue.

You had all talked and laughed until it was already eclipse so you packed it up and slowly everyone made their way back to the village. Neteyam had lingered around though looking down at the bioluminescent water and the coral reefs as if they were so interesting.

“want me to walk you home forest boy?” You teased as you slid off the rock and he looked up from the water flashing a cheeky smile. His smile always made your heart melt.

“I was waiting for you ask” he teased grabbing the trinkets you had on shell plate intended for your mother, he assisted you back to the village and carried the instruments for you back to your mother’s mauri.

He was so kind and had no problem helping you, which made you love his company, he was so thoughtful and sweet which is why when he asked for help with hunting fish, you went along no questions asked.

He led you to more behind the village where it’s more secluded but still has an enjoyable view of both the village and the waterfront. He brought his bow that was strung on his person. Which surprisingly made him look very attractive.

he took the bow off him and started grazing the water with his eyes while stringing an arrow aside the bow, perceiving the surface of the water in deep concentration. You studied his form and with a swift motion he released the string as the arrow pierced through the fish.

You were unfamiliar with his ways that he already had instilled in him from his homeland. “That’s impressive, you should teach me.” You knew you weren’t exactly subtle in your flirting but you didn’t really care to hide it.

“Sure” he responded, as you moved in front of him to hold the bow and let his hands fall beside yours, guiding your stance and position, with a few adjustments to your posture he signaled that you can let go of the string and make the kill.

When you did the fish flailed around thrashing against your hands as you went to grab it, you let out a excited squeal, “I got it neteyam.” He was just as thrilled as you that you got it on the first try. You were proud of yourself you could prove that you could succeed in his ways as well. “Well done y/n, you did good.”

In the heat of the moment he pulls you into him for a warm hug while you smile proudly, you notice the hug lasts a little longer than expected but you didn’t complain, when you both slowly let go, you could both notice the undeniable tension between you was palpable.

Your eyes trail to his lips, you can tell he knows what your thinking. He’s so close, you could feel your breaths becoming shallow, before you could hesitate, he leans in, closing the distance between you.

It wasn’t what you were expecting as a first kiss, it was gentle and slow as both of your lips brushed together and instantly becomes so desperate his hands move to your back, while your body curves into his.

He breaks the kiss while you almost whine at the loss of contact ,“I’m sorry y/n, are you sure you- you interrupt him to meet his soft lips again, he doesn’t complain as he softly moans in your mouth, the feeling was overwhelming, the ache between your legs.

The moment was annoyingly intercepted.

“Y/n!” you both practically jump away from each other when you hear your mothers voice. You silently scream to yourself as you let out a quiet “sorry” to neteyam before you walk away towards your mother.

you have quite some explaining to do.

[rayassecretlife]

Listen before I go

Pairing: 16 year old!Neteyam Sully x Fem!Metkayina!Reader

This is part 4 of the series! Read part 1, Part 2 and part 3 before reading this.

Summary: it’s been months since you’ve arrived in the forest and joined its clan, and for the most part you enjoyed it—but your home was calling to you. The reef had a place in your heart only it could fill, and it was time you started thinking about your return home, but you had to do it without hurting the only boy you’ve ever truly loved, you had to leave Neteyam behind.

Warning(s): Mature Language, nothing really else. This chapter is a fluff :))

Freedom was all you could think about whenever you thought of pandora’s forest and its beautiful sights that laid within it. From the soft sounds of wind blowing the trees, to the crows and calls from the Ikran’s that flew above, you loved waking up to it everyday.

The past few months youd been in the forest, you spent your time learning and bettering yourself each day. The sully family grew to love you, and would often invite you over for dinner to which you’d always happily accept. It didn’t take long for Jake and Neytiri to be very fond of you, you were an amazing fighter and healer, yet you spent most of your days helping the children.

Lo’ak had grown to be like a little brother to you, one of your bestest friends from the start. You both were troublemakers at their finest together, sneaking off to do stupid things just to get yelled at later on by Jake. Your favorite thing was sparring, watching how Lo’ak always thought he could beat you when everyone knew he couldn’t. He gave you a run for your money, though.

The more you hung out with him, the more you realized how great he truly was. Lo’ak was a kind soul and you could tell nobody saw that, nobody truly saw him in the way he needed to be seen.

Kiri had been keeping you on her watch ever since you arrived. Trust in Eywa, she didn’t know the reason she felt so protective over you, but she just knew she had to keep you safe. Kiri was the second closest person to you in the forest, you’d tell her about many things from the sea, and explain how much you missed it all sometimes. She’d always listen. Kiri is the one who truly introduced you to mo’at, the one who taught you the ways of healing. You were a natural, and you were sure that’s why mo’at loved you so much.

Tuk was a beam of light even under a dark sky. She was the sun, truly. A light anyone would bask in and love, a gentle soul with the kindest heart. The way she grabbed your hand when she first met you and welcomed you to their clan with open arms, she had reminded you of your sister.

Tuk truly was your best friend in many aspects. You felt so overprotective over her at times, like she had been your own child or family. You’d comfort her after crying or she’d do the same to you, telling you she wouldn’t leave until you smiled. She was so bright and smart, a copy of Neytiri.

Then there was Neteyam.

When you first met Neteyam, you thought of him as one of those cocky chief son’s just like Ao’nung, or as someone who would stop at nothing just to humiliate you. You were right about all of it, but even though he was all those things, he was also so much different when you got to know him.

He was kind, sweet with his words. It was as if a poem slipped from his lips each time.

“Do you think this looks stupid?” You ask shyly, standing with your arms crossed across your stomach when you enter the room. Neteyam was weaving a new cover for Tuk when you called, but he of course looked up once you spoke.

You watch as his eyes scan every small detail of your clothing, and how he’d never seen you like this before. His face was unreadable almost and that scared you, afraid he would tell you it did look stupid and you made the wrong choice.

But he didn’t.

“Y/N, I— you look…” Neteyam is already stood to his feet before you can notice, and your now able to see how his hair tied back, his large hand reaching down to pull your hair over your shoulder to see it.

“Like a mess?” You laugh nervously, but his eyes are stuck on you like there was nothing more to look at—as if you were the only person he could think of. The boy shakes his head with a small chuckle, tangling your braid between his fingers.

“Beautiful” His words are barely above a whisper when he lets them fall, and his hand brushes your arm on its way back to his side, allowing the touch to linger on your skin. “I like it. I like it a lot, Peach” Between the eye contact and the feeling against your arm, you couldn’t help but bite your bottom lip to conceal your smile. He knew exactly what to say, you hated it.

You hated him at first but as time went on, you learned to fall for the forest boy, and you fell pretty hard.

“Are you flirting with me, Mr. Sully?”

“You make it so easy. How could I not?” A bit of shyness instantly shifts in you when Neteyam’s big yellow’s dart to your own, full of challenge that you didn’t want to take him up on. Your eyes tear from his with a small push to his chest, laughing when he stumbles back to hide your nerves.

“Not funny” In this moment, you should’ve known he wasn’t joking—but you’d find that out sooner or later, right? Because to you, it wasn’t real. Neteyam didn’t feel anything for you and you didn’t feel for him, this was just stupid tension.

Right?

Neteyam’s hands were gentle against your skin when he would clean your wounds, or when he’d braid your long hair when you couldn’t. His spirit was gentle, you could feel him even when he wasn’t touching you.

There’d be a lot of times where Neteyam had to stay with you because you’d trash yourself at celebrations, downing alcohol like it was just water. You didn’t do it for fun, but the memories you were getting of home started to become far too much and you just couldn’t handle it anymore.

He’d spend hours holding your hair back when you threw up, whispering comforting words in your ear and wiping every tear you shed.

“I’m so sorry, Teyam I… I didn’t…” Your sobbing over the bucket he handed you moments ago, apologizing as soon as all the liquor in your body starts to leave. The boy shushes you with a gentle hand to your back and against your hair, soothing you with his touch the best he could.

Neteyam chuckles at your drunken words, running the soft pad of his thumb over your cheek to wipe your tears. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you”

You always struggled to figure him out. Neteyam was very closed off but also very open which made no sense to you but it was the exact same for him with you. The two of you spent your time together joking about flirting while you watched the stars at night, or making food when Neteyam would spend the night at your hut to watch over you after you got hurt.

And the two of you wouldn’t have it any other way

“Y/N, Y/N!” Tuk’s little voice chirps when she runs into your hut, stopping before she could hit you with how fast she had been going. You turn to her abruptly while still placing a hair clip against your braids, a laugh surfacing once you realized who followed close behind her with a scolding look. “Are you almost ready? Mama wanted me to bring you to our cave for-“

“Holy shit, she’s fast!” Lo’ak gasps when he holds his chest, causing you to burst out laughing. He looked drained almost, like Tuk had ran him around all of pandora. “It’s not funny! My mom told her to let me go-“

“Your hair looks so cute, Tuk! Are you stealing the show for eclipse?” Your lips turn into a smile when you pick her up, her giggles echoing through your cave as she sat on your hip, holding your hair so you could clip it. “Where’s Neteyam?” You ask the younger brother when he sits on the chair in your room, slouching in his seat with a huff.

“Helping my parents set up. The whole clan is excited for some odd reason” You’ll admit, the clan was merely excited for the eclipse celebration because of Neteyam. He was 16, soon to be 17 and would soon have to find a mate, he had already completed his rite of passage.

“Does he have anyone in mind for the courting?” You ask lowly, a small bit of hesitation in your voice and Lo’ak notices quickly what you had been inching towards.

“Do you?” The question makes your heart drop, and you can’t help but clear your throat to hide the cough threatening to surface. Lo’ak laughs and shakes his head when Tuk gives him a scolding look, like she wanted to punch him. “He says he hasn’t, but he seems unsure” you’re done with your hair once he finishes and you set Tuk back on the ground before grabbing your stuff. You reach down to grab onto your top for later, but your old loincloth slips off the table, falling onto the floor.

Then you saw the stone that connected to its middle—a stone your mother gave to you when you completed your right of passage. You remembered her face when she gave it to you that day, and how happy your family had been for you when you picked it up in your hands. It felt warm, and the memories of how you got it slowly start to fog your mind.

But they didn’t last long due to the whining behind you and the pull on your leg. “Come on, Y/N! It’s almost time!” You nod your head and place the loincloth back in its basket, shaking off the feeling that weighed on your shoulders. You could think about that later, tonight was Neteyam’s night and you didn’t want to ruin it.

“There you are! I was starting to think Lo’ak drove you away” Neytiri says, finally able to greet you after a good half an hour of waiting. You enter the room where she’s just now finishing Neteyam’s hair, and the boy wastes no time in looking up at you. Though, Neytiri flicked the back of his neck to which made him turn away with a hiss. “I thought I told you not to move!”

You giggled. “Gotta have your hair perfect for your day, right?” You set your bow down before moving to sit in front of him, his eyes softening once he caught glimpse of you. “I grabbed some fruit for the party. Your favorites” Neytiri watches the two of you closely while braiding his hair, a small smile threatening to pull at her lips. Neteyam thanks you with a chuckle, and continues to take in the way you looked all dolled up for the party.

Your hair was braided into your traditional Fulani style, one you would see mostly in the metkayina, gold charms all throughout its strands. Your outfit was covered but the mesh allowed him to see through, and you couldn’t help but go flush at the thought of his eyes against your skin.

“Neytiri, I need you to help out here!” Jake calls with frustration which ultimately frustrates her, glaring at you and Neteyam as you laugh.

“I can finish his hair. You go help the big baby outside” Neytiri gives you a small smile before rolling her eyes at her mates continuous calls, standing to leave the cave and the two of you alone.

You move to sit behind the village Prince, allowing him to lean comfortably between your legs. His hair was already half way done, a part of his song cord hanging from one of his braids. “Does it look alright? My mother, she likes to be traditional and all but-“

“I like it, and I think you should stop questioning your mothers abilities” Neteyam chuckles along with you. You could tell he was on edge slightly when you walked in, but now that his mother was gone, he became somewhat relieved. “Are you excited?” You ask the boy, replenishing the braid his mother had let go of just seconds ago. He sighs with a shrug, and you watch as he tugs at the strings of his loincloth, slouching under you. “Wanna talk about it?” It was clear he wanted to talk to you but with everyone around he wouldn’t and you knew that. You knew how he was when it came to speaking his mind around his family.

“I just wish this was a normal eclipse” His words are soft under his breath when he responds, and you sigh, releasing his braid that you had just finished. You glance around you to realize Lo’ak was gone and they had all been outside helping, to which leads you to allow your voice to grow somewhat loud.

“I know” Your hands move to his shoulders, rubbing them gently. You felt his muscles tense when you touched him, but his eyes were shut in an attempt to make it better. He enjoyed your touch against his skin—your massages you would give him whenever he was stressed, but he couldn’t help thinking about what was to come tonight.

The courtship agreement his father had set in place.

His heart tore in two when you asked what was wrong. You had no idea. You had no idea his father had arranged him to mate with another, and he hated himself for keeping it from you for so long. Truth is, Neteyam had been avoiding you the best he could the past week. He couldn’t look at you when he was lying to you—when he was breaking down over the simple fact you weren’t the one his father courted him to.

Because he loved you.

And your truth, had felt almost worse than his own.

The truth that you missed your home, that you missed your family and the village. The scorching truth that you wanted to go home tonight after eclipse.

You wanted to spend every second you could with him until you left. You didn’t want him to remember you as the girl who left, you needed him to realize how much you cared for him—how much you wanted this for him.

“Y/N, I-“

“I don’t expect you to explain anything to me, Tey. I’m here when you need me” Great mother you made it so hard. You were so understanding, so gentle with your words and hands against his skin. Those were all things he wasn’t, and he loved that about you. Sometimes he wishes you’d just abandon him so he’d have a reason to hate you, but he knew he couldn’t. Neteyam’s stomach turns when you glide your hands down to massage his arms, the exact area that always hurt him the most. “You’re so tense. Lighten up a bit, it’s just me”

Yeah, just you.

“Have you ever thought about what it’ll be like when we’re older?” Your forehead creases at his words but you continue to rub circles against his skin, questioning what he could’ve meant. “Like when we have mates and… and we’re not close anymore?” You frown.

“What’s up with you? Are you sure you don’t want to talk? You just… you seem like a lot is on your mind” And there was. You were on his mind, and the fact he didn’t know how to tell you.

“We have some time before the party… maybe we could go flying?” He turns his head with the question and you look at him as if he had two heads. Was he crazy? His parents would murder you both.

“But your parents-“

“Come on, when have you ever turned down sneaking away?” You sigh as he stands to his feet, swinging his now finished braids to get a new feel for them. You didn’t know, his parents were so close and knowing them, neteyam was most likely supposed to greet people tonight—but he didn’t care.

He places his hand out for you to take. “Just one ride? I won’t even go outside the border” Your eyes revert to the opening of the cave, ears perked at the sound of Jake’s voice outside of it, wondering how bad it really would’ve been if you had left for only an hour. You give the boy a defeated look before taking his hand, allowing him to pull you up with him.

“Neteyam, slow down!” You laugh, holding onto his Ikran harder when he banked sideways. His grasp against your body is firm and protective, but his laughs only make your heart feel at ease, even when you’re scared.

“We’re almost there” He reassures, making your forehead crease. Where was he taking you? You were sure this was only a flying trip.

Soon enough, he lands his Ikran on a large branch, slipping off before you did so he could guide you down. It wasn’t until you looked behind him, when you realize where you were.

“Our old hut!” You exclaim excitedly, leaping past the boy to enter. Neteyam chuckles at your demeanor as you look around with huge eyes, admiring how it still glowed even after all this time. When you first got here, neteyam and you had made this abandoned hut your own place to relax. No one knew it was there except for you two, and that’s exactly why you loved it so much. “Look, it still has the loom we made”

Neteyam watches you with his eyes soft and a small smile, leaning against the wall to admire you. You loved this house for its memories, but everytime Neteyam saw it, he couldn’t think of anything but the future.

He wanted to walk in here every morning and night, listening for your calls to him when you needed him. He wanted to hear the small pats of your children’s feet on its wood floor, and smell the food you’d make for him when he worked late. Sure, you were both still so young but he didn’t care. You were what he wanted, you were who he wanted to wake up next to now and forever more.

You notice his eyes on you and turn fully around to him, a smile plastered on your face when you walk to where he was. “Are you ready to talk to me now?” His face fell at your words which also made yours, taking in how you had ruined the mood he was in before. He moves to sit on the edge of the huts doors so his legs could hang, his braids slightly blowing from the wind in the trees.

You sit next to him, silent as a mouse as you waited for him to speak. You were afraid to push too hard—to annoy him? You didn’t know. He never acted this way around you.

“My father…” You look over at the boy when he begins, giving him your full attention as he speaks. He hesitates to finish his sentence and it doesn’t take you long to realize he’s playing with his fingers, scratching them until they left marks. “He uh… it’s—“

“Neteyam” You softly call his name, placing your small hand over his to stop the fidgeting. You could hear his voice barely crack at its peak here and there, he was trying so hard to hide it. “Take your time. I’m right here, remember?”

Neteyam pales when he looks away from you, staring down at his swinging feet under him. How was he meant to say this? How was he supposed to break that type of news to you…

“My father has assigned me an early courting” He finally spits out, squeezing his eyes shut for only a second before opening again. You on the other hand, you were at a loss for words. Assigning him a courting? That doesn’t even sound like Jake. “He promised me, Y/N. He promised he’d-“

“Hey, hey” It doesn’t take you long to realize the way his chin shook when he spoke and how his voice grew clogged, almost as if he couldn’t get anything out. You grab hold of the sides of his face firmly, turning it toward you. “It’s okay-“

“It’s not okay, Y/N. So much will change and I… I can’t lose you” Your heart breaks for him when he says those words, and all you could do was comfort him. Neteyam was a strong warrior but you knew him more than that. He never got to show his emotions, which is exactly why he was hiding from you now.

How was he supposed to hide them now? How was he supposed to hold back when your small hands are holding his face as if you loved him, sending waves of butterflies coursing through his stomach.

“Neteyam…” Your thumb brushed his cheek gently, your touch comforting him in only a few seconds. “It will be alright” You place your free hand against his chest, right above his heart to feel it beat. His heartbeat was strong and fast, his ears bent downwards when he closed his eyes and leaned against your touch.

It didn’t seem like a big deal outside of this conversation, and definitely not something to shed a tear over, but Neteyam truly didn’t want anything without you. Even if it meant giving up the Olo’Eyktan title, it didn’t matter.

It made him feel sick, thinking about courting some random woman other than the one he’s grown to love. It felt as though he wasn’t able to love anyone else—wasn’t allowed to smell another’s pheromones. Your sweet vanilla and coconut scent reminded him of the beach which he’d never been, and it made him wonder if he’d ever be able to see your home, maybe even go back with you.

He couldn’t return to the forest knowing what’s to come, he couldn’t bare to look at another woman in hopes of finding a mate. He needed to breathe your air, feel your emotions… he needed to be promised to you.

What a plot twist you were, Tanhì

“Tanhì” Neteyam mutters, laying his hands gently against your waist as he pulls away from your warmth. His words were soft and quiet under his breath, and the eyes he gave you once he pulled away make your heart skip a beat. He was far too handsome for his own good, but something about this tension meant much more than just tension. “I-“

“Ma’itan” The voice behind the two of you was far too familiar to ignore, it was stern with its words, almost sounding of frustration and anger. It was his father, Stood with his head held high in demand. Jake loved you, but right now you were a distraction from his sons celebration.

“Sir-“

“You know better than to leave when you are on duty” His fathers words clearly strike him as he releases your hips before standing to his feet, pulling you by your hands up with him. Jake’s eyes revert to your own, “Y/N, go help Mo’at and the others set up. Neteyam has work to do”

Neteyam’s hold on your hand made you hesitate on leaving, wanting to hear more of what he was going to say to you. Tanhì? Sure he called you that sometimes, but in that moment it almost felt like… maybe he wanted to kiss you?

You give Neteyam a small smile before nodding to his father, walking past him to leave the old hut. While it didn’t feel right leaving him there, what were you meant to do? Jake was your Olo’Eyktan, and his son was to be courted tonight.

You had to let him go.

Long time no see :)) found this is my notes and just had to post it! This was going to be a very long part 4 but instead I’ve extended the series to 7 parts! The celebration and her leaving will be in the next part ;)

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[cats-and-fiction]

Two of me

Human Quaritch x Avatar Reader

(Old, sitting in my drafts for a while. These are my notes that I had planned to fully write out but meh. I don‘t feel like it. Don‘t expect much since these are literally just my notes which I end up using to write them into a good text. It will be horrible)

Summary: You are a pilot for an Avatar and your relationship with Quaritch has started to become a bit more than some banter and flirty comments. Usually you meet him in your original body but you couldn‘t wonder if he would also accept your Avatar. To your surprise the Colonel seems to be open for some experiments

- you had been estatic whwn you were chosen to come to Pandora and even as a pilot for an Avatar

- seeing your Avatar for the very first time was wild to say the least. It looked like you yet looking in it‘s face was like looking at someone completly different

- living on the base meant meeting a colorful group of people not only your direct collegues but also the sortment of soldiers or rather mercenaries one man in particular though was Quaritch.

- he seemed to enjoy pulling on your nerves regarding your job of learning about Pandora and even being in one of those bodies. Everytime you two met it was either some banter were the two of you threw some mean comments at each others heads or it became lowkey flirting. Some colleges suggesting that maybe ypu two should get together for a night and finally do it

- you if course laughed at that saying that it was just fun. There was nothing more behind that. Not that you often thought about him or maybe tried to even cross his paths. No, you didn‘t like like him. Right?

- one day dou had been in your Avatar body, out and about for some probes to take. The whole diplomatic things you preferred to let the others handle. Instead you enjoyed to take in the planet. Watching it‘s beauty and learn about it.

- that day you had done your trsts, getting new things for new tests and still there was time. You didn‘t want yet to leave and return to your puny body that needed a mask. Instead you took the time to stroll around in the Avatar compound but managed somehow to slep through and ended up in some place not really known to you. The soldiers around gave you strange looks as you walked around trying to find your way back. All of sudden you wished to just leave on the spot because of the sudden embarrassment

- a familiar voice sounded from behind you and as you turned around to could see none other than Quaritch. He asked you amused what you were doing and you explained him that you got lost on your walk.

- he offered to help you get back and the whole time he gave you some looks. You couldn‘t tell if they were amused, intrested or if he thought about making fun of you.

- you finally asked what he was thinking about and broke the silence. This was the first time you two got to actually speak about what was going on between you two. There was nobody around at the moment and he looked up at your figure and said that it was amazing how that blue body of yours endee up looking like you.

- with a sort of dirty look he seemed to think out loud as he asked if everything was similar to humans.

- yade yade you bang

[anemonelovesfiction]

Kinktober 2- Eating out

Neytiri x Avatar Reader

Warnings ⚠️: Literally in the title… hehehe

I have decided not to use Y/n in here- although it was hard for me not to, but I have also mostly written this chapter in Neytiri’s P.O.V and that was also a challenge? Hope you enjoy!

Where there is a small line break, the POV changes to reader :)

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Translation Station

Olo’eyktan: Clan leader is

Ma’tsmuke: My sister

Tawtute: Sky person (Human)

Vrrtep: Demon

Iknimaya: Rite of passage

Sturmbeest: some animal they eat idk ( the word itself is not in Na’Vi … the Na’Vi word is talioang)

Word count: 4.2K

I’d taken it upon myself to remove myself from the given situation and not embarrass myself further. I had no real reason to have been upset with how friendly she was being with Jake, she had every right to be friendly with whomever she deemed necessary, but there was a foreign feeling in my chest as I watched them interact with one another and in my mind, me leaving was the perfect solution. In this way I could fake being tired and leave with my dignity intact and not be forced to watch the two become even closer than what they were.

There was something about an eligible Olo’eyktan that sparked interests in many females in the tribe, and sure she had gone through the same intense rigorous training that he had, and sure she too had become one of the people, but she hung out with Jake often and it was pretty much a clear sign that the two would attempt to mate and have half-breed children to fill the empty holes of the warriors and family we had lost.

But of course, instead of heading up the spirals of our newer home tree, I headed off to the spirit tree, making sure to thank Seze through our bond before disconnecting. Making my way toward the strange petals that dropped down- strange in the sense that they differed from any other leaf on any other tree here- but similar to me all the same. I grab a gentle hold of my kuru, swinging it around my shoulder and connecting it to the spirit tree, wanting to see the familiar face I’d grown to love and miss over time.

“What seems to trouble you tonight, ma’tsmuke?”

I smile at the familiar voice that brought warmth through my chest and place my finger on my forehead, not needing to say anything, as I extend and uncurl my finger the further it got from me. The unspoken ‘Oel ngati kameie’ we all use to communicate that we truly see one another.

“Why does anything need to trouble me for me to visit?” I ask as my smile dies down, the remnants of the feeling of my cheeks being stretched now slightly tickling my jaw, my eyes looking upon her and taking all of her in. It had been a while since I last visited her but I wondered if she could sense how distressed I felt at the moment.

“No,” She answers simply as she begins walking in the endless landscape of the forest, the home I’d grown used to, the home she once knew that no longer existed. “But I do know you, sister, and I understand when you are upset. So tell me, does it have anything to do with that tawtute?” She asks with a knowing soft smile.

I sigh and take a seat on the softened moss below me and she follows as she takes a seat next to me. We typically walked, ran, or hunted while we talked, but sitting was the biggest way we communicated that we had something to get off our chest without using words. She gently places a couple of braids that had fallen in my face behind my ear and waits for me to speak.

“I feel broken.” I admit but feel my throat constricting and finding the words I needed to explain the situation was suddenly becoming harder. I did not want to cry in front of Sylwanin or give her a reason to worry about me, but I was struggling with my emotions and couldn’t understand why this hurt so much, I shouldn’t have allowed myself to fall in love with a vrrtep.

“I understand the feeling very well.” She is soft spoken during these times when she is attempting to give me the space I need to speak. She is also very caring and nurturing and wants me to feel like I can trust her, and I do.

“I feel crazy, stupid even, for falling in love with a dream walker. For allowing myself to be blinded by believing she has become one of the people- when she is still attached to her old life just the same.” I explain and Sylwanin listens, nodding along as I speak.

“Have you shared with her how you feel?” She asks me with a light hand placed on my shoulder and I have to stop making eye contact, feeling my embarrassment grow further.

“When we were celebrating her and Jake becoming one of the people, after passing their iknimaya, I was placing paint on their bodies and told them that they have earned their place within our people. They would now also become one within Eywa, I told them they could choose a mate they found suitable and they eyed one another, I felt my heart break at that moment. I did not need to ask to know what they were silently agreeing to.” I shuddered after reminding myself the smiles they shared and felt utterly defeated.

“I do not feel they looked at each other as one does a potential mate, tsmuke.” I only shrug my shoulder to shake her hand off of it and give her a short hiss to prevent her from sweet talking me any further. She only smiles again and placed her hand on my knee, patting it several times with a small chuckle, I hiss again and she removes her hand, holding them up in surrender.

“I believe I need to let you go now, I will see you again at another time.” She stated whilst picking herself up and off the floor, dusting her loincloth of any remnants of dirt or moss that had held on to the threads between the design she had, I only furrow the skin of my brows in confusion as I stood myself.

“Whatever for, I have just gotten here, what is the rush?”

“There is someone patiently waiting for you.” She sends a smile my way. “Good luck to you on this beautiful night, tsmuke, may Eywa answer your prayers.” She gives me one last hug and upon the feeling of the breeze picking up, I could deduce that my consciousness had been placed back into the body that had stood with my kuru attached to the petal of the tree.

I open my eyes and turn around to see the very woman I had been trying to avoid. I look around to see if she had come alone- not that she would have come up here with Jake if either one of them had noticed me, I’m sure he was lingering not that far away from her as I looked around, but I couldn’t hear anything out of the ordinary.

“Have a good visit?” Her voice rings pleasantly in my ears as they turn more toward her to hear her better, I hit myself upside the head mentally, trying to keep my reactions to a minimum, she was about to become a mated woman, I should not let my thoughts get ahead of themselves.

“Do not worry, I will not take up more of your night.” I pick up the bow my father had given me and head off in the direction I’d left Seze, I was still surprised I managed to evade the bullets coming her way, almost as if I knew where they were coming from and where they could have hit her.

“Hold on-“ She stated before grasping my arm and this stops me, not just my body, but my thought process as well. My tail flickers in excitement from her touch and I try to hide it by turning just as the movement was initiated, I put on my best blank stare as I look down at her, it was adorable how she was shorter than myself, she said it must have been something to do with her human DNA- whatever that meant.

“I do not wish to keep you and your mate waiting.” I stated curtly and her brows furrow.

“What do you mean? I came alone.” She shares and I seem to furrow the skin of my brows together in confusion.

“Where is Jake?” I asked quickly to cover my tracks but only feel like I’m digging a bigger hole for myself as I ask invasive questions that are not of my concern.

“Why does that matter? I wanted to tell you I have chosen who I wanted as my mate.” She recovers from her confusion quickly but overshares as most humans are known to do, but the fact that she was sharing this with me had me confused, was she wanting to rub it in my face, or did she genuinely not know what to do.

“Congratulations.” I mustered up enough strength to mention that word without putting much emotion behind it, struggling to keep my face from forming a scowl, now all I had to do was attempt to say goodnight and leave and force myself to move on while she remained happy. I turned once more and attempted to leave but she runs up to me and steps in front of me, preventing me from reaching Seze.

“Why are you so quick to run off, you don’t even know who it is.” She asks with the sweetest voice clearly holding some hurt in it and my ears flicker, my tail flicking behind me in annoyance with myself knowing I had caused her some kind of pain, but the movement was hidden behind my body.

“I would rather not stay here when Jake arrives and the two of you-“

“Jake?” The confusion drips off her voice like honey. “You mean Jake Sully, Jake?” She states again and the confusion was now evident on her face, her eyes squinting slightly, amusement swimming in her eyes as she laughs lightly. I scoff and switch my weight over toward my other foot as I cross my arms, how much longer was she going to prevent me from being able to go to sleep?

“What other Jake would there be?” I asked but the sudden thought that she might have been interested in a Na’vi entered my mind, but there could have been no way, unless I had been blinded and she was excellent at keeping things hidden.

But many thoughts entered my mind when it came to her stealth like the time she had attempted to grab an arrow just to shoot it past the target and warn the other sturmbeest around that hunters were near. The time she quite literally attempted to walk near the lake when I had already told her to be cautious of her steps and she got her foot caught on one of the many roots sticking up from the ground, only to fall face first into the water, Jake immediately laughing at her antics as she pulled herself out of the situation and stated she wasn’t used to being that tall. The time she flung her body off the vines in an attempt to beat Jake in a race they set themselves, only for her body to continue falling off the tree because that vine wasn’t hanging onto anything sturdy. There was no way she could have expertly hidden a secret courtship with anyone I knew.

“Jake is too busy making goo-goo eyes at Tsu’tey to come here at the moment.”

“Whoever you have chosen is due here soon and I need to leave before they get here.” I stated already having had enough of whatever this game was. She seemed to sense my anger because her face falls into the same kind of face she uses on children when she attempts to soothe them if they’re crying.

“I choose you, Neytiri Te Tskaha Mo’at’ite.” She stated quietly, yet this was the first I had ever heard her speak my full name. She had been the one to ask what my name was when her and Jake were put under mine and Tsu’tey’s watch but when she attempted to say it, she butchered it badly, I wonder how long she had been practicing to get it right.

My arms uncross as she says that and I stand there very slowly processing what she had said. Not having much of a reaction because this felt like a dream. Here in a second I would probably wake up and this would all be over and she would be in someone else’s arms.

“If you’ll have me as well, of course.” She breaks the silence, but has grabbed a hold of her hands and started playing with them, something Jake said she does when she gets nervous. I could only look up at her with a blank expression because the great mother must have heard my prayers and decided to answer them tonight.

“You choose me?” I asked to make sure I had understood her and wasn’t something that could have easily been a mistranslation on her part, although I knew that was stupid because she spoke near perfect Na’Vi after all of our lessons, she uses the proper pronunciation and places the words in the correct order. She closes her mouth as she nods, humming with her words the way humans do when they are agreeing with a statement, something I learned from them.

“Only if you wish to be mine as well.” She had placed her hands down by her sides but her nails were digging into her thighs, she seemed too nervous to have been making a joke out of the situation, and she must have flown not too long after myself to get here that quickly, she probably wouldn’t have had time to check to see if I had truly gone to sleep and had most likely gone after me or caught me taking flight with Seze.

I could feel my face soften intensely the longer I stared down into her face and all of my emotions going on high alert, I wanted to cry from overwhelming happiness. How could someone as sweet, gentle, nurturing, and caring as her want to be with me after how I had treated her? I had purposely giving her a harsh work load when it came to learning the ways of the people and she had taken it all and worked it out bit by bit, never bothering to call me any names.

“You are certain of this?” I ask her without having let her know how I felt about it and she nods.

“You do understand the implications of this, right?” I asked and again, she nods.

“We only mate with one person for the entire life.” I stated and yet again she nods.

“You’re all I’ll ever truly need.” She responds quickly, as if the words had left her mouth without the thought running by her head beforehand, I’m surprised at how certain she was.

“I was under the impression you needed-“

“You were wrong.” She licks her lips tentatively and seems shocked at interrupting me but steps forward confidently.

“I can apologize, I can show you how I feel, but I need to know if you choose me as well.” She reaches a hand out and hesitates to place it on my shoulder, drawing it back but before I can show my disappointment she places it on my cheek, I look back at her and feel a swell in my chest knowing how well we must have taught her.

She was waiting for me to say I accepted before doing anything, the definition of a wonderful person, someone willing to accept defeat. Her face coming close to mine but stopping, her breath hitches slightly as my hand is placed on the arm she has on my cheek, waiting to see if I was planning on pulling her hand from my face, but I don’t, her eyes had closed as she exhales.

“How can you possibly show how you feel without words?” I teased and watch as her own ears flicker, her tail dancing behind her in frustration, a smile etches on my face in triumph at teasing her.

“Tiri, please.” She begs as her fingers stiffen on my cheek, her other hand clenching into a fist to stop herself from doing anything she might regret and I feel as if she’d had her fill of torture, placing my other hand on her cheek and returning the gesture, she opens her eyes to look at me in awe.

“I already have.”

The smallest of exhales left her mouth before she looked at my lips and brought her head forward, sealing our lips in a kiss, her other hand placing itself on my waist to bring me in closer. She surprises me by prodding her tongue on my lower lip but I open my mouth up either way and allow her to explore what will belong to her in a few short seconds.

I guided our bodies down to the mossy undergrowth and had us both sitting on our knee’s as our kissing had grown heavy. Her hand had abandoned it’s post on my cheek and trailed down toward my waist pulling me closer to her but I had taken this time to pull away from our kiss to look in her eyes, instinctively grabbing my braid, pulling it forward.

She eyes my actions as she pants heavily but leans back to grab her own kuru and watches as I bring mine close and she repeats the action, letting our tendrils dance around each other and finally grasp on and never letting go. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I had been holding as I can feel the depth of her thoughts, emotions, her past, the things she had experienced all playing out before me. But the one feeling I could pick up over everything else was an intense feeling of love and adoration for me, I could see the way her thoughts played memories of how she had seen me when I was teaching her the ways of our people, and she has felt this way for a while.

She had let out a whine upon our tendrils hugging tightly and I knew she could feel my overpowering emotions, her panting had grown heavier once we’d made tsahyelu and I could feel a surge of heat running between my legs. I place my hand on her cheek and coo at how she was reacting like she was receiving pleasure beyond compare, her hooded eyes meeting mine, her pupils blown wide, it made me feel good knowing this is how we made one another feel with our bond alone.

“I still need to make it up to you.” She says and I tilt my head to the side slightly, as if asking her what she meant.

“I made you think I liked him, I should have just told you how I felt from the beginning.” She stated while gently pushing against my breast bone, her actions indicating she wanted me to lay on the floor. Another hot surge of energy had shot through my core and I moaned freely, getting comfortable but sitting up on my elbows.

“What are you doing?” I asked as I had no idea what she was planning.

“You ever been ate out before?” She asks but the english term falls off of her lips and I have to admit I’ve never heard of those words together during a situation as intimate as this one so I shake my head and she smirks as she lays herself on her belly in front of me.

“Let me be the first- and only- to show you how I can apologize without words.” She stated as her hand slid down toward the knot keeping my loin cloth together without my knowing, she managed to slide the front part off before laying down once more, spreading my legs.

“Lay down baby,” the English term of endearment has my heart fluttering but I was still confused as to where this was going, I listen to her and lie on my back, feeling her excitement through our bond and her breath between my legs, I lift my head to stop her from continuing down that route but felt her tongue prod out and tease the edge of my lip.

My breath hitching at the foreign feeling but not completely hating it. The wet muscle glazing over the outside of my lips making me itch for more, I felt she had been teasing on purpose, her tongue lightly swishing around and over the other lip, at the point she finished making her way around, she flattens her tongue and repeats the action.

No words are shared between us as she continues and I can feel my impatience settling in as my hips attempt to move to get her to give me more. I let out a low moan as her tongue glides toward my slit, finally dipping it past the lips gently.

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I’d taken my time teasing around the lips of her pussy until her hips were moving to get me to touch her needy clit. I figured she wasn’t in the mood to be teased all night and placed my tongue on her slit, applying a small amount of pressure and gathering the smallest bead of her slick on my tongue, groaning at the taste, sliding my tongue higher and finding her hardened nub standing at attention and quivering once my tongue touches it.

I could feel the flutters of the effect my tongue was making on her through our bond, surprised at how deeply I could feel these things, unaware that they would feel as though I were doing them on myself. She gasps, letting out the softest moan and stopping herself, her ears flickering in embarrassment but it makes me smile. I gently pat the side of her thighs that meets her ass to tell her to keep it up, I didn’t need to embarrass her further by talking about it, she was a shy thing.

I look up past her mound and see her eyes staring back at mine, she had been biting her lip and her hands had been underneath her own thighs in an attempt to keep herself spread for me. I hadn’t realized my own slick had started pooling in my loin cloth to the point where it was dribbling down my thighs and I felt my hips have a mind of their own as they moved against the ground and the soft moss below me.

I smile up at her and dip my tongue back low to gather her slick and groan at the taste enveloping my tastebuds, placing my hands to gently push her thighs further apart, digging my face further in and trailing my tongue entirely against her slit and applying my slick covered tongue on her clit.

“Oh great mother,” She squeezes the words past her lips before it sticks between her teeth, her fangs poking out and her grip on her own thighs tightens, her nails digging into the beautiful dark blue skin I’d grown to love. I sit on my knees and catch her eyes staring into mine as I use my hand to unstick her lips from her teeth, leaning over to kiss her, keeping true to my word and not saying anything as I settled back down between her legs.

“Okay,” She nods in understanding, the same feeling coming through our bond, I take the one hand from her thigh and let her hand rest on my head and place my mouth back over her pussy, getting lost in the taste and enjoying myself more than I should, drawing small figure eights on her clit and hearing her moans as her nails dig into my scalp, my own moans of pleasure from the slight sting on my head coursing through me unexpectedly and feeling Neytiri buck her hips harshly against my tongue.

Her thighs were starting to close harshly around my head as she continues bucking her helps relentlessly against my mouth. I allowed her to squeeze my head with her strong, lean, beautiful thighs, hooking my hands around them and holding onto them for dear life. I apply suction on her sensitive bud and hear a mixture of Na’vi curses, thanking Eywa for different reasons, and threatening my life if I dared to stop at that moment. I look back up and see her eyes are closed tightly, feeling over joyed that I had managed to bring her to this point with my tongue alone.

My own hips had started grinding faster onto the ground beneath me as I picked up my pace with my tongue and pulling her hips closer to my face, willing her orgasm to crash over me. Her bucking hips had already made it hard to contain the slick that had spread over my face but I didn’t mind one bit. My name started falling off her lips like chants of prayer and it has replaced any other words she was able to form, her eyes squeezing shut as she focuses on her erratic hip movements against my face. My own pleasure sneaking up on me as I humped the ground pathetically.

The feeling of our orgasms taking over the bond and the blinding white light behind our eyelids overtaking every sensation we had. I continued giving harsh licks as she came down from her high, focusing more on her and her pleasure than the movement of my hips, as I too clamped around nothing. Making sure to give her softer licks as her orgasm started easing away and she came to her senses, her eyes fluttering open gingerly, blinking tiredly as she looks over to find my eyes.

“I would be a fool to not forgive you after that.”

[spnjediavenger]

Avatars: Prologue

A/N: i may have messed with the timeline a bit in the beginning of this - sue me

Parts spoken in Na’vi for the time being will be in bold italics until I learn to do it a bit more fluently then I’ll actually put it in Na’vi

Imagine living in a word where everything revolves around life; where you’re so attuned to nature and everything around you. The trees, the plants, the animals, maybe even the people. 

“‘That’s a world I crave to go to. That’s a world that we didn’t know existed until now - a world called Pandora.’ You know, I would ask if you wanted to be a writer someday but I feel like that would be too great a loss to the science community.”

Y/n beamed up at her father, who was swelling with pride. “Irayo, Toktor Augustine. Smon nìprrte’ nì’i’a (thank you, Dr. Augustine. It’s nice to finally meet you),” she said excitedly to Grace over the video chat. The doctor was already on Pandora but was calling down to brief Tommy Sully before he was to make the trip up. Tommy’s daughter, Y/n, did a research project on Pandora that her father felt should be shared with the folks up there. And it certainly paid off.

Grace couldn’t help but smile. She looked at Tommy. “You’ve got a real prodigy on your hands, Dr. Sully.” Tommy smiled wider and pulled Y/n into a side hug, planting a kiss on her head. “That is why I’m delighted to let you know, Y/n, that we were able to pull some strings and let you into the Avatar program.”

“Ahhh!” The adults flinched at the loud screech Y/n let out. “Oh my God no way!!! I-!” The girl paused then coughed a bit to regain her professional composure. “Thank you very much, Dr. Augustine. I greatly appreciate this tremendous opportunity.” Grace and Tommy chuckled a bit. “I promise you won’t regret it. I’ll make you all proud.”

“I don’t doubt it. You’ll go on the next ship out with your father and enter cryosleep like the rest. I’ll have you read the same materials he was sent. Given your GPA and extracurricular history I have a feeling it’ll be within your grasp of understanding. We look forward to both your arrivals.”

The call ended, Y/n shared a look with her father, then screeched again, jumping up and down. “I can’t believe it! I’m gonna have my own Avatar!!! Ahhh! Thank you thank you thank you, Sempu! This is a dream come true! Thank you for doing this for me!!!” The girl jumped and threw her hands around Tommy’s shoulders, making him topple a bit.

Tommy chuckled and wrapped his arms around her in turn. “You’re welcome, ‘itetsìp (little daughter). You deserve it, kiddo. A bright thing like you is gonna change the worlds.”

Red and blue lights flashed in the night. Bright white ones shuttered as well as cameras documented the scene. Y/n sat in the back of an ambulance, a weighted blanket around her shoulders. Tears ran down her cheeks in continuous streams as a paramedic tended to her wounds. Though she desperately wanted to, she couldn’t look away from her father’s body being zipped into a black bag and wheeled into a separate ambulance. Another sob broke past her lips.

“Y/n!”

Y/n’s head perked up at her name being called by a familiar voice.

“Uncle Jake,” she sobbed, pushing herself off the edge of the ambulance and past the paramedic, barely avoiding them grabbing her to stay put. She ran over to none other than Jake Sully, flinging her arms around his shoulders, and expertly sitting on his lap. He was quick to put his wheelchair into park and wrap his arms around her in turn. He placed one hand on the back of her head and ran the other over her back in a comforting manner.

“I’m so sorry, kid,” he said, voice strained the tiniest bit. He was determined to stay as strong as he could for his niece.

Y/n released a string of desperate sobs and clutched Jake even tighter, making him wince a bit from her fingers digging into his shoulder blades. 

“He’s-he’s gone,” she cried out between sobs. “I couldn’t save him! I- I fought as hard as I could a-and I couldn’t-“

“Shhh easy, Y/n/n, easy. Try to relax, ok? We’ll talk about it later. Are you hurt? The paramedic wants you. We gotta focus on what’s going on right now, alright?”

Y/n nodded into the crook of his neck and tried to calm her breathing a bit. When she had a better hold of herself, she tentatively got off Jake’s lap and limped back to the ambulance and awaiting paramedic, Jake following after her. Little did he know he would soon be approached to take his brother’s place in a fast-approaching mission literal worlds away.

[creative-mind-write]

Hair Love

Once a month the Omatikaya Clan comes together to do each other's hair. Even though they moved to the Metkayina Clan, the Sully family still continue the tradition. Even sharing this time with their new friends.

It had been a long morning of chores today. Tuk and I had been assigned to weave new baskets, Tsireya and Kiri were sent to collect various plants, probably for the Tsahik, and the boys went on a hunting trip with some of the adults. After a few hours we all finally finish our chores and group up in our usual spot.

“Ugh, my body feels like mush.” Lo’ak groans as he flops into the sand.

“You probably should’ve gone to bed when you were supposed to.” I giggle.

“Come on, Y/N, we all know your fingers are aching.” Neteyam comments.

“A little.” I admit, flexing my fingers. “How was the herb collection?”

“Great, we have everything we need for our lessons tomorrow.” Tsireya smiles as she plays with Lo’ak’s hair.

“How was the hunting trip?” Kiri asks.

“It was very long.” Ao’nung huffs. “A pxazang swan to out hunting spot.”

“We’re lucky it didn’t spot us.” Rotxo says. “That would have been bad.”

In the distance we hear a chirp that is similar to our ikrans. Tuk, Kiri, and I look at each other with excited smiles. Lo’ak lets out another groan with his head still in the sand while Neteyam gives a small laugh. The other teens look at us in confusion.

“What is it?” Tsireya asks.

“It’s hair day.” I grin. “Once a month our family does each other’s hair.”

“We do it once a month.” Kiri adds. “It helps our family stay connected.”

“You should join us.” Tuk comments.

“Yeah, I’m sure our parents won’t mind.” I agree.

Tsireya, Roxto, and surprisingly Ao’nung follow us back home. We are greeted with our parents’ warm smiles at the front of the entrance. They don’t seem surprised about the additional children at their door

“Hey kids.” Father greets. “Are all your chores done?”

“Yes, sir.” we answer.

“We invited Rotxo, Ao’nung, and Rotxo to join us on this special day.” Kiri tells them. “We hope that’s okay.”

“Of course.” Mother smiles. “Come in.”

All of us enter and sit in the center of the home in a circle. We explain the process of what we do. The first part is taking out our hair so it can be washed. When we finish washing our hair and get back in the circle the metkayina teens start to do their hair.

“You don’t do your own hair sillies.” Tuk  giggles. “We do it together.”

“We do it in pairs.” Kiri adds.

“Why do you do that?” Tsireya asks, curiously.

“Yes, we know how to do our own hair.” Ao’nung says.

“Back in the forest we did this as a clan.” Mother explains. “It gives us time to communicate and build trust.”

“Wait!” Tuk says suddenly, startling many of us. “I’ve collected a few trinkets to decorate our hair.”

Tuk runs to her mat and picks up a box that was set next to it. Then she goes around the circle with a smile, handing everyone a few items ranging from shells to beads and even a flower or two. After that we pick out hair partners. Mother and Father, Neteyam and Tuk, Kiri and Rotxo, Lo’ak and Tsireya, and Ao’nung and I. I get into position to start undoing Ao’nung’s queue but he instantly turns and hisses at me.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” I tell him calmly with my hands up. “I can go first if you would like.”

He just gives a silent nod and trades places with me. After that brief interruption everyone gets comfortable and starts to  braid. The house was full of silence, which is not what hair day is about. This is supposed to be a time to catch up and tell stories.

“Where did you find these beads, Tuk?” I ask. “They remind me of home.”

“I made them from some of the trees in that small forest.” she answers. “Neteyam did have to help me a little.”

“You’re learning very fast.” Neteyam smiles. “I am proud of you.”

“Yeah they look amazing sis.” Lo’ak beams.

“What else have you all learned?” Father asks.

“They taught us how to play a game. They took a rope and swung it in circles.” Tsireya says. “We had to jump over it and not get hit. What was it called again?”

“Jump rope.” Kiri tells her.

“Yeah!” Tsireya responds. “That was very fun.” We continue to talk about the new things we learned, tell stories and socialize in general. It took a few hours for everyone to have their hair freshly done. We play for a few more hours before Tsireya, Ao’nung, and Roxto have to head home. They say that they will tell their parents about today and maybe they can join next time. “That would be wonderful.” mother smiles.

“It can be a new tradition for us.” Tsireya smiles. “That would be wonderful.”

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[bloodyboi]

[c1nnam00n]

me seeing that my fav character barely/doesn’t have any fanfics OR imagines

[smile-skxawng]

A free story idea for others to use!

Credit me if you choose to use it 😭 Would love to see different versions on this plot 👌

Anoung x Reader x Rotxo 😤

Y/N Sully returns to the Metkayina and Aonung finally pursues her after years of her being away due to the war. Finally at peace, he ask you to be his mate and you agree. With all the flirting and intimacy going on before you guys make Tsaheylu, he jokingly ask you how you got so good not knowing the fact that you messed around with Rotxo when you all were younger😭😭

Being the jealous man he is, he stops talking to you because you basically messed with his best friend and he doesnt even know how he feels about it. Fast forward to Rotxo comforting you and confesses that he loved you all this time. He's been watching you since you came back with your brothers and wanted to do something but he's always been one step behind Aonung 🤓 But then he's trying to pursue you too, idk up to the writer. Now confused with your feelings, you gotta choose between the two 😭😭

Don't mind who Y/N chooses but would love to see both choices or if Y/N ends up with no one or both 😤

Please tag me or let me know if you write it 🥺

[neteyawne]

Toruk Makto's son, Neteyam Sully, is your secret lover...!

Neteyam—your dear boyfriend, has been staring at you all night.

It's another nightly celebration amongst the Na'vi, and the clan is gathered around various fires lit as family and friends tell each other stories and tales.

Neteyam was your secret boyfriend.

As the son of your infamous clan leader, he was expected to be perfect. Stay absolutely in line and make no mistakes. He had no time for distractions.

But for you, he made an exception.

And he couldn't be happier. Yes, stealing glances at you and sneaking away with your smiling face is worth it all. The thrill and happiness he feels with you will forever remain unmatched. It was like his heart was finally living. The dull thump inside now a lively drum that beats to the sound of your soul.

"Neteyam."

He pulls away from the kiss breathless, his braids tossed over his shoulder and a smile in his eyes as he looked at you. He loved it when you said his name like that—

"Hmm?"

He doesn't give you a chance to even try and respond, because he's pressing his lips all over your mouth and face as you squirm and squeal under him

"Neteyam—!"

He laughs, gently tugging you onto the green ground beneath him as you huff. He kisses your pouting lips before positioning you on his legs so you're comfortable.

"Yes. What is wrong?"

He's smiling softly even as his finger taps mindlessly against your hip, and you let out a quiet sigh—not wanting to speak the words but knowing you had to.

"It's getting late. Your family will notice you're gone." You scold lightly, gently tracing the stripes on his chest idly as he shifts under you with a rare grin that stretched over the entirety of his face

"So? They're all fine, I am not needed right now. I will explain later—"

"What? That you were busy with me?" You say, pinching your brows with a sigh as he laughs. You didn't want Neteyam to get in trouble, but he could be so stubborn sometimes.

He's quiet after a bit, and you realize he's in deep thought when he stares off into the trees, tilting his head up towards the darkening sky before he turns to you

"I... I'd just like to stay here with you for a while longer. Is that okay?"

Your heart melts at the sight of his hopeful smile.

"And you think I want to leave you?" You murmur against his lips as he grins, cradling the back of your head in the palm of his hand as he presses a soft kiss onto your forehead

"No."

You're leaning back onto his chest after a while, watching the sun's rays twinkle out of sight as the stars rise—the night comes slowly but surely, and there isn't a single other soul in the world Neteyam would watch the moon with rather than you.