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moonywritez6 · 9 months

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Kinktober Day 9 Lactation (Reupload)

Character: Dad Mammon x Mom Reader

Reader: Fem Reader!

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, smut, unprotected sex, small breeding kink, whiney Mammon, unprotected sex, harsh language, tit fucking, breast milk, pet names (Mamma, daddy, honey, etc.),

Wc: 3,298

A/n: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

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"Hey, now be gentle, S/n!" You whined, feeling your son's tiny teeth starting to nibble against your sore nipple, his bright and innocent eyes looking right up at you. You smile, letting out a small coo as you playfully boop his nose. "You're so lucky you have your daddy's eyes~ I can never stay mad at you~" You gushed, a giggle escaping when S/n reached one of his grubby little hands towards your finger, carefully gripping the digit between his chubby flesh. Your happy thoughts are stopped when a dark and menacing aura emerges from the other side of the baby. You let your eyes travel over to the pouting face of your loving and childish husband, who rocked back and forth in one of the rocking chairs as he quietly chewed on his thumb.

"What's up with you? You're going to upset the baby." You grumble, giving your husband a slight glare as your son squirms in your arms. Mammon scoffs, turning his head away from you, the pout still evident on his face. "He's hogging you all to himself." He growls. It wasn't like Mammon hated his son.

On the contrary, he absolutely adored the little bundle that was a perfect mix between you and him. When you told him you were pregnant, he felt so much joy that he ran around the entire devildom, bragging to anyone he could while buying all sorts of baby items for boys and girls, not caring what it would be as long as it was healthy. However, there was one thing the avatar of greed failed to consider. Having to share his precious wife is the one thing his greedy mind could never handle.

After hearing his words, you roll your eyes at such a childish reason for your husband's sour mood. "Honestly, Mammon, you're ridiculous!" You huffed before turning your attention back to your son, watching as his eyes slowly started to close, indicating that it was time for a nap. You let out a few small hums, allowing him to finish getting his fill for the day. On the other hand, Mammon stared deeply at your tired expression, the bags under your eyes becoming more noticeable by the day, along with your messy hair and baggy clothes. He didn't mind you not dressing up because it just meant that no other guy would be eyeing you with their lustful gazes. The demon's eyes soon fall on your breasts, having grown immensely since your pregnancy, each mound filled with your precious milk. Mammon recalls a conversation with his brother Beelzebub a few days ago.

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The two watched you from across the living room, feeding your hungry son, who happily latched onto one of your swollen mounds. "I wonder how it tastes…" Beelzebub mumbled without thinking as he stared longingly at your form, a bit of drool leaking from the corner of his mouth, eyes hungrily taking in your exposed flesh. Mammon growled at his brother's words, shooting him a warning glare as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Watch it, Beel! I'll kill you, dammit." Your husband growled, feeling possessive of his human wife. Beelzebub puts a hand up in self-defense, his hungry gaze leaving you to look at his brother. "Sorry, I can't help myself." The avatar of gluttony mumbles his stomach, rumbling loudly, causing your baby to pull away with a loud cry.

Mammon quickly looked your way, his eyes catching the brief glimpse of your exposed nipple. His pupils dilate when he takes in the perked nipple, the tiny bite marks from your son's incoming teeth engraved into the tender skin. To his dismay, you quickly cover up as you try to comfort your son while giving Beelzebub an understanding smile as the demon panics while trying to calm his nephew down. Your husband stood there, bangs falling in his face as he went and licked his lips, a new greedy thought appearing in his selfish mind.

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You let out a small sigh as you exit your son's room, Mammon close behind as he carefully shuts the door. "You look exhausted, mamma~" The demon cooed, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind as he nuzzled into your neck, leaving a few tender kisses. You relax at the feeling, leaning closer into his chest as his hands carefully rub up and down your sides, a content hum leaving your lips. "I am tired. I love my cute little S/n, but he just won't sleep properly, not to mention he's been teething a lot more lately, so I haven't been able to feed him properly." You sigh, tossing your head to the side when you feel Mammon's tongue trail up your neck as he places a few kisses against your jaw.

He lets out a slight hum at your words, raising a brow in curiosity as he looks up at you while resting his chin on your shoulder. "I have noticed the little rascal leaving more bite marks on me, but what do you mean you haven't been able to feed him properly?" His eyes trail down to the top of your low-cut shirt, your cleavage highly exposed as the shirt desperately clings to the flesh. Your husband enjoys the view as he backs his lower half away from you, feeling his pants getting tighter at the sight. You blush slightly while glancing in both directions of the hallway, causing the demon to grow even more curious at what you could say. You motion for him to come closer as you whisper in his ear. "Because of his teeth, it hurts too much when he's feeding, and I haven't had time to buy a pump yet." Your words cause Mammon to frown, not understanding what you meant. Seeing this, you bite your lip as you debate, telling your husband more before letting out a small sigh. "My breasts are full, and it's becoming painful, so I need to buy a pump to get the milk out and give it to S/n in a bottle." You mumbled, ears turning red from embarrassment.

Mammon takes a second to process your words, his eyes going wide once everything clicks before a mischievous smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. "Oh? Is that right?" He teasingly sings, his hands slowly making their way up your torso. You give a silent nod, too embarrassed to say anything else. "My poor wife~" Mammon playfully cries before his hands lightly grope at your swollen breasts, earning a loud gasp from you, your smaller hands shooting up to push him away from the sensitive flesh. "M-Mammon! Stop it!" You hiss, shooting at him with a warning glare, to which he just smiles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He doesn't budge as he lightly massages your breasts in the hallway, not caring for anyone who could stumble upon his shameless act.

You let out a small moan from your husband's movements before feeling your shirt dampen, causing your eyes to widen as you tried to push him away again. "Come on, if you don't stop, you will ruin my top!" You whined, trying to devise any excuse to escape the embarrassing position. Mammon's fingers came to a quick halt when they pressed against the now wet fabric, his eyes narrowing as he looked over your shoulder, seeing the two soaked spots where each nipple sat. "Y/n…is that what I think it is?" His tone is deep as he whispers into your ear, teeth lightly grazing the skin, sending a shiver throughout your body. He hums at your silence, his fingers teasingly pinching at the leaking buds, making your back arch as your knees give out. Mammon is quick to catch you, his arms wrapping around your waist. He lets out an amused chuckle that slightly echoes throughout the hall.

"Let me help you out mamma~ Your husband has been feeling extra greedy lately~" He cooed before sweeping you up his legs and taking him as fast as they could to your shared bedroom. Once inside, the avatar of greed couldn't keep his hands off you as he sat you on the edge of the bed. "You're such a good mamma, baby~" He moaned as he slowly sucked on one of your clothed breasts, his tongue lightly tasting the milk that had seeped through. You whine at the sudden feeling, bringing a hand to your mouth to muffle your weak moans. Mammon sucks at the spot for a few more seconds before moving to the other, leaving darker wet spots. "Is this helping baby? Does it feel any better?" Your eyes soften at how sweet his tone is as you carefully caress the back of his head, earning a slight hum as he glances up at your lips, still sucking on the soaked fabric.

"I don't like the feeling of the fabric." You confess, cheeks pink as you look into his eyes. He pulls away carefully, standing up from his kneeled position, body now looming over yours. "Raise your hands, baby." You do as told, hissing when he starts pulling the fabric off. He shushes you, giving a small kiss to your forehead before taking a step back, multicolor eyes taking in the sight of your swollen tits, a ball of saliva struggling to get down his throat as he tosses the shirt to the side. He caresses your cheek while lightly trailing his fingers across each mound. "Such a good wife just for me." He growls, loving how you were letting him toy with your chest as he goes and scoots you further onto the bed. Once he thought you were positioned far enough, he quickly pinned you, watching your breasts bounce around.

Before you know it, he hungrily takes one into his mouth while one hand carefully squeezes at the other to relieve himself. You whimper at the sudden feeling as you grip the sheets. Mammon lets out a shaky moan when his mouth fills with the milk from your sensitive bud, his taste buds going insane over the new flavor. 'She was keeping this from me this whole time. What a naughty wife.' He thought, glancing up to see the cute face of his lover, all red, your lips slightly parted as shaky breaths filled his ears. He pulls away with a small pop, his tongue darting to lick at any leaked milk. "So tasty your milk is so fucking good, baby~" He moaned, cheeks flushed while caressing your cheek.

"P-please suck on the other one…" You shyly pant, wanting the painful feeling to go away. Smiling at your request, Mammon hovers over your other mound, his mouth open as he carefully squeezes the flesh with one hand. You watch as the white liquid shoots out onto his tongue, causing your insides to feel warm as you lightly press your legs together. Mammon continues his assault on your tender flesh, unable to get enough of your sweet taste. "Fuck… can't wait to brag to Beel about your sweet tits." He growls against the flesh, his greed showing as he refuses to remove his lips when he feels your hand push at his head. You whine at the feeling of your breasts being toyed with as Mammon tries to suck them dry. "M-Mammon honey, you're doing too much! They're really sensitive." You whined, trying to pull your husband from his greed.

Unfortunately, he was too far gone as he pulled away from your sore nipple, watching the swollen bud glisten with spit, his breathing heavy and eyes clouded with lust. "Hey baby…let me fuck them." He breathes as he pulls his pants and boxers down, revealing his erection dripping with precum. You look up at him in a daze, still trying to recover from the pleasure and relief your poor tits were experiencing all at once. "W-what?" You breathe, trying to prop yourself up with an elbow, only for your husband to push you back down, straddling your torso as he slowly pumps his cock. He looks at you hungrily while licking his lips, giving his stupid grin whenever he knows he will get what he wants no matter what.

"Let me fuck your tits, babe; I wanna see just how swollen they are~" He sings while sliding his cock between your breasts, both hands squeezing the mounds together as he starts moving his hips, tossing his head back in pleasure. A shaky growl escapes his throat, followed by a loud laugh. "Fuck baby, your breasts are suffocating my cock~ Just look at it disappearing~" He moaned, completely taken over by lust as his thrusts started picking up. You whine, eyes watching as his leaking tip pokes out at your face, a line of precum beginning to provide a lubricant between your mounds. "Mm, that's right, mamma keep watching~ open that pretty mouth for me, yeah?" He growls, squeezing at your tits and watching them leak under his hands. "Fuck." He cursed, his eyes trailing to your pretty lips as he watched you slowly stick your tongue out to lick the tip as it poked back at you, earning a slight hiss from the demon. "Don't tease." He scolds a slight pout on his lips before bucking his hips forward, this time more aggressively as he goes and shoves his cock deep into your mouth, causing a small, muffled squeak to leave your lips.

"That's right, baby…fuck so good. You're so fucking sexy." He whined while bringing a hand up to his mouth, licking at the milk, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, thrusts becoming sloppier. You just watched him as his cock slipped in and out of your mouth, your pussy dripping with arousal from this sudden change in your husband's behavior. Usually, he was never this horny in bed, but after having tasted the precious milk, his son had been hogging for the last few months, there was no stopping him. Mammon's chest heaves as he cups both your cheeks, a fucked-out expression on his face. "I'm gonna cum all over your sexy tits, my sexy wife~ So watch me, okay? Otherwise, I'll be so upset~" He whines, pulling his cock from your mouth to give it a few more pumps before biting his lip as his hips buck forward, white strands of semen spraying all over your messy breasts.

Mammon sits there, eyes lidded as he looks down at you, his mind all fuzzy from having reached his release. You look up at him, eyes wide in awe as you take in the beautiful sight before you. "Mammon… you're so handsome." You whisper, unable to take your eyes off your demon husband as his chest rises and falls, mouth parted. He looks down at you, cheeks red and eyes practically hearts. "Hmm?~ I'm handsome, yeah?" He purrs, a hand sliding behind him as he reaches into your pants, his fingers instantly coming in contact with your slick eyes widening. He looked back to make sure he wasn't imagining it due to his fuzzy mind as he went and slipped a finger into your pussy with ease, the wet noises echoing throughout the room.

"Fuck Y/n… you're so wet just from me sucking and fucking your tits? Have I been neglecting my beautiful wife?" He coos, slipping another finger inside, watching your expression change as you squirm under his weight. "N-No, just been so busy with S/n…ah~ that I just haven't had any time for t-this!" You cry, feeling Mammon's fingers curl inside, barely brushing against that spot he knows will drive you crazy. A pout falls on his face as he shakes his head, letting out a few disappointed tuts. "That's not good, baby! Why didn't you tell me I would've taken care of you sooner!" He scolded while pumping his half-hard cock, feeling himself more turned on the longer he stared at your cum covered tits. You whine as you try to arch yourself off the bed to no avail because your husband's weight is still on top of you.

"M-mammon honey, please!" You beg, reaching a hand up to him, watching as he lightly bit a finger, his eyes locked with yours. "I-I want you deep inside me before it's too late!" You cry, tears forming in your eyes due to your desperation. Mammon smirks, quickly changing his position as he spreads your legs apart, watching your slick drip onto the sheets. "So, fucking filthy baby…just how I love you~" He chuckles before quickly slipping his cock into your needy pussy, watching as your back arched while you gripped the sheets, a loud moan leaving your lips. Mammon hums his hips, moving at an inhuman pace as he relishes in the pleasure of your walls squeezing around his aching length. "Fuck! Fuck so good, baby~ Your pussy is amazing!" He cries, his eyes landing back on your tits, watching them leak with each bounce.

"So fucking sexy…just look at them leaking~" He laughs while wrapping an arm around your back, quickly lifting your upper half as he had you sit on his lap, hands grasping your hips so tight they'd leave bruises later. He hums, wrapping his lips around a sensitive mound, body shaking as he lets out multiple whines cock still pounding into your abused hole. "Want all of it… it's all mine, dammit!" The last part came out as a possessive growl as he lightly pulled the bud between his teeth, causing a small scream to leave your lips. "S-such a greedy demon…this is for S/n." You scold lightly, hitting him on the head. Mammon growls as he kisses your lips, his tongue invading every inch of your mouth.

"That's right, I'm your greedy husband~ So. Fucking. Greedy!" He emphasizes the last three words, the feeling of his cock hitting the entrance to your womb each time. A few cries leave your lips as you sloppily kiss his neck, leaving minor bruises wherever possible. Mammon hums, his thrusts getting sloppy as he feels your walls clench around him. "Are you getting close, baby? Are you going to cum for the daddy of your baby?" He growls, his grip tightening as he gets ready to firmly press your hips down. He glances at your breasts, his cock twitching with excitement. "Fuck they bounce so good I just can't get enough!" He whined, leaving a few kisses on your lips, unable to handle anymore as he pushed deep inside you. "M-mammon! I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum from your cock so deep inside me!" You cry, wrapping your arms around his neck. Mammon smiles, loving how you cried out from his cock as he went to whisper in your ear.

"Maybe I should make you pregnant again, huh? Keep your tits nice and full for daddy and the kids~" His words have you cumming, hard eyes rolling far back into your head as he shoots his release deep into your womb, letting out a pathetic whine as he kisses your breasts.

"I'll make you a mama forever~"

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Mammon hummed happily as he rocked back and forth in the chair, his aura pure and blinding as he watched his beautiful wife feed their son. "S/n mamma, is such a wonderful woman, right?" He gushed to the baby, who looked at him with no thoughts behind those innocent eyes. You roll your eyes, a slight blush on your cheeks as you carefully fix your top when your son finishes his fill. "There, there S/n! Don't listen to daddy, he's an idiot!" You scold while patting your son's back, ready for him to burp. Mammon pouts at your words before his eyes land on your breasts; his mind starts to wander into dark territory before your son throwing up catches his ears.

"DON'T WASTE IT!"

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overtail · 6 months

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hi!! can i req a toph x fem!reader with “you came….”, “you called.” (is it also fine if r is a firebender?) thank youu!! :))

OMG THIS IS MY FIRST REQUEST YOU DONT KNOW HOW EXCITED I AM???

I'd love to do that for you! hehe

Sorry if there are typos i was on a road trip 😔

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"you came.." "you called."

Toph x Fem!Reader

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Summary: After Toph's childhood best friend is banished from Gaoling along with her family, she finds out that all she needed to do was ask her to come back to her.

Trigger Warning: Implied Abuse, smooching

Reader Info: Female intended, Firebender, Lesbian,

Extra: Toph is aged up to 16! The story of Avatar takes longer in this AU

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The letters were the only thing Toph had of her. She was the only person outside of her family that bothered to learn how to write braille, so it had more meaning that anyone else realized.

(Y/N) was the type of person you could never let go. She was kind, considerate, and still had the ability to be playful and hilarious. She never minded that Toph was blind, and supported her through all of the things she wanted to accomplish -- like being the blind bandit. She was like a fire, burning the passion in Toph's heart.

Toph met (Y/N) in school, before Toph was homeschooled. They were both seven, and the whole class was practicing their writing. Toph sat there quietly, listening to the snickers of her taunting classmates.

"We're going to practice our letters."

The teacher's voice was old, and Toph could sense that she didn't want to deal with the rowdy kids. A boy giggled beside her, before Toph heard the shuffling of his clothes, raising his hand.

"How is she supposed to write?"

The boy pointed to Toph, and the class laughed. Toph frowned, crossing her arms and scrunching her eyes closed. She felt her face become hot with embarrassment.

"Oh shut up Ying!"

A girl said aggressively, scoffing at the boy's remark.

Toph heard stomping growing louder and louder, until Ying was shoved roughly against the wooden floors of the classroom. Small gasps were heard from around, causing Toph to smile slightly.

"Ms (L/N)!"

The teacher yelled, running over to check up or Ying.

The boy held the back of his head, tears rolling down his chubby cheeks. (Y/N) frowned, crossing her small arms and looking at the roof.

"Do not push people!"

(Y/N) groaned, crouching down so she was eye level with Toph.

She heard (Y/N)'s feet pivoting on the floor, causing her to turn her head in the direction of the noise.

"Don't worry -- i won't let them bully you."

Toph stopped writing her after her parents told her to, 'not write that evil girl'. It was only eight months after their family was sent away from Gaoling, but it felt like an eternity to Toph.

Toph didn't think she was evil.

The day was so unexpected, so sudden. Toph was the only person in the village that knew about (Y/N)"s family and their origin, who they were.

Two generations before (Y/N), her family arrived in Gaoling as refugees from the fire nation. Her grandfather, an ex-general, was sent away for treason. He took his people with him, ending up in Toph's village after a year of travel.

(Y/N) was born a firebender. Her family always encouraged her to hide the power, to act as a non-bender. It was easy, at first, since she had no one to teach her -- until Toph.

Even though Toph wasn't a firebender, she still told (Y/N) fighting tactics to be a bender from her classes. In secret, (Y/N) would practice. She would practice long and hard because she thought she might need it someday.

That was her demise.

"When's your next match?"

(Y/N) asked in the darkness of the cave, a small fire blooming from her palm. Toph thought for a moment, her fighting stand loosening. (Y/N) tossed the flame between her palm, the warm light reflecting on her face.

They were both ten years old. Toph was the youngest fighter in the secret earthbending matches, and (Y/N) attended all of them. She was the Blind Bandit's biggest fan.

"Tomorrow evening, i think."

(Y/N) hummed, leaning back on the rock she was sitting on. She winced as her left arm grazed against the rock, still raw from her injury.

"How does it feel?"

Toph asked, causing (Y/N) to look up.

"What?"

"The burn, how bad does it hurt?"

(Y/N) let out a small, 'oh', before looking down to her arm. It was bandaged up with a white cloth gauze, hiding the evidence of her parents anger.

She shrugged, flipping her arm over to inspect the bandages.

"I mean, it's fine. Doesn't hurt as bad as it did when mom got mad."

Toph nodded solemnly, huffing out an exasperated breath.

"You should really tell someone, y'know."

She was only greeted with a groan, knowing that meant no.

"I can't -- they'll wonder how she burnt me. It's kind of hard to lie when it's the shape of a handprint.."

(Y/N) laughed weakly, leaning back carefully so to not bump the scar. She sighed, closing her eyes and dropping the flame.

Toph dropped the rock she was levitating in front of her, hitting the ground with a 'thump!'. She turned her feet, walking over to where (Y/N) laid.

"You don't need to comfort me."

(Y/N) didn't need to open her eyes to see what Toph was doing. She would lay next to her, hold (Y/N) close. There was always something between them, something unidentifiable, something that normal friends didn't have.

They never really recognized this 'feeling', only letting it happen. Even if they did like eachother, their family would approve.

But they don't.

Right?

"Oh come on, you know you need it."

Toph crawled onto the flat boulder scrambling over to where (Y/N) was. She reached her hand over her torso, wrapping her hand around (Y/N)'s waist.

Even though she said she didn't want it, (Y/N) leaned in. Toph was significantly smaller than her, but she still placed her forehead on her collar.

"See. Toph is always right."

(Y/N) scoffed, roller her eyes under her eyelids. She sighed, thinking about what to say next.

Her face was horribly hot, and she was actually thankful that Toph was blind for once. Despite her 'luck', Toph could still hear her heart beating at a surprisingly fast speed.

"Hey, why's your hear-"

"Wanna hear about a new trick i learned?!"

(Y/N) quickly interrupted Toph, wanting to avoid the question. She removed herself from Toph's grasp, scooting off the boulder. She stood up, dusting off her uniform and clearing her throat.

Toph shifted, sitting fully. She felt a stab in het heart, confused as to why (Y/N) was so sudden to leave.

"Sure..?"

(Y/N) shifted awkwardly, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"Okay so.."

As she described the move to Toph, rolling a ball of fire from the top of her hands across her arms and over her shoulders, making its way to her other hand, a rumbling feeling settled in Toph's stomach

She tried to listen to (Y/N), but every few seconds she swore she heard footsteps echo in the floor.

"Hey (Y/N)-"

"See, you gotta move your hair so you don't catch fire."

Toph was now sure that the sounds were footsteps. Her stomach sank.

"(Y/N) hold on-"

(Y/N) was too focused on trying to not catch fire to listen to Toph's worried plea. Toph stood up, walking quickly over to the firebender.

"Wait, stop for a moment-"

"Ms. Beifong?"

Oh spirits.

Toph turned to the voice, her face going pale. She grew sick at the voice, recognizing as one of her bodyguards.

(Y/N) let the fire fade out, also looking at the bodyguard. He looked at (Y/N), stepping back.

He looked back to Toph, beckoning her over to him.

"Ms. Beifong, step away from her."

Toph shook her head quickly, running a few steps forward to the bodyguard.

"Listen, shes-"

"She's a firebender!"

The bodyguard grasped Toph's wrists, shoving her behind him. She almost fell back out of the entrance of the cave, but caught herself.

She reached out, shooting up. a wall of rock from the floor in front of the bodyguard. He stopped in his tracks, turning around to look at Toph.

(Y/N) cowered, breaking a sweat. She was caught.

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Toph sat on a log around the campfire, holding five pieces of paper in her thin hands.

She rubbed her thumb over the bumpy text, sighing softly.

A week ago, while the Gaang was stopping off in Ba Sing Se for a quick bite, Toph had an idea. It had been four years since she left her family behind, but this whole time, she never wrote a letter to (Y/N).

She thought it'd be stupid -- surely she wouldn't even remember who Toph was. There was a possibility that she also left her family, or, the worst outcome, she hated Toph for never speaking to her.

Toph had injured her ankle after hopping off Appa earlier that day, and Katara said that she should stay at camp instead of going out to find food with the rest of her friends. She was, of course, very angry by this, but it was four vs. one.

So, she listened to the crackling of the fire, petting a sleeping Momo softly and reading the letters. It was her guilty pleasure.

As she read the last letter she ever received from (Y/N), she heard a stick break in the woods. Both her and Momo looked up, ears perking at the noise.

Toph jumped up, limping over to where Aang left his staff. Momo chirped behind her hopping over to her hurt ankle and holding onto it.

"Momo, shut up."

She hissed, grabbing the wooden staff. Toph turned her head to hear all of her surroundings, trying to find where the noise came from.

Ruffling of leaves to her left.

She turned and limped towards the campfire, going around it and facing a cluster of trees.

"I can hear you! Give up."

She yelled, getting into a fighting stance. She hissed, her hurt ankle not used to the pressure.

The crunching of leaves turned into soft footsteps, growing louder and louder until Toph swung the staff in front of her.

Then it came to a sudden stop.

A hand had caught it in its motion, stopping before Toph could hit the perpetrator. She let out a few curses, taking a step back.

She reached her hand out, lifting a few rocks to the side of the figure. Before she could launch the rocks at them, a cold palm graced their cheek.

She stopped in her tracks, startled by the feeling.

"What the-"

"Toph."

She swatted the hand from her face, surprised at the fact they knew her name.

"Who are you?"

"Toph."

And then she realized.

She opened her eyes wide, a small gasp choking out of her throat. The voice was deeper than she remembered, more mature and aged. Toph tilted her head, trying to process what was really going on.

Toph reached up, touching the tips of her fingers to their cheekbone. She slid it down her cheek, touching her jawline and holding the knob of her chin. Her fingers graced her soft lips, touching the tip of her nose and sliding up to run her fingers though the taller's hair.

She felt a sob in her throat, realizing who it was. Everything felt so familiar all of a sudden, like she was a little kid playing in the sun again.

"(Y/N)."

It was one word, just a simple utter of a name, but it held so much meaning to both of them. Toph hadn't said that name since she was eleven, not even bothering to speak of her to anyone.

She launched forward, bringing (Y/N) in for a tight hug. She was much taller now, towering over Toph's small figure. Her hair was longer, and she had the body of a woman -- not like the ten year old Toph remembered.

"Y-You got my letter?"

Toph felt so weird talking so weakly like this, but life felt so simple with (Y/N) there.

"Yeah, I did."

Toph could sense the smile through her words, only hugging (Y/N) tighter. She hugged back, holding the back of Toph's head with her hand. Her other landed on Toph's waist, bringing the shorter against her.

When sending the letter, she asked (Y/N) to come to Ba Sing Se. Toph never believed that she would actually come, let alone find her way miles out from the kingdom to find her.

"You came.."

(Y/N) pushed Toph back gently, looking down at the girl below. She smiled kindly, leaning down.

"You called."

Before Toph could think, (Y/N)'s lips grazed hers, a soft kiss planted on her lips. She pulled back too quickly, and Toph already missed the contact. She grabbed (Y/N)'s face, bringing her back down and kissing her again.

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BONUS!!

"Who the hell is that?"

Sokka said, looking to Toph and (Y/N) as they laid cuddled up in her tent. The morning sun peeked behind Sokka and Katara as they looked curiously.

"I have.. no idea."

#avatar the last airbender #fandom #fanfic #fluff #katara #sokka #aang #toph #toph x reader #toph beifong

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moonlightpetalz6 · 1 year

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Kinktober Day 9 (Lactation)

Character: Dad Mammon x Mom Reader

Reader: Fem Reader!

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, smut, unprotected sex, small breeding kink, whiney Mammon, unprotected sex, harsh language, tit fucking, breast milk, pet names (Mamma, daddy, honey, etc.),

Wc: 3,298

A/n: I feel like I didn't do this one much justice, but I had fun writing it! I hope you enjoy! I tried to get all the warnings written above! I apologize if I missed any! (S/n = Son's name).

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"DON'T WASTE IT!"

#obey me x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me smut #obey me x female reader #obey me x y/n #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #mammon avatar of greed #mammon smut #mammon x y/n #fanfic #fanfiction #fem reader #x reader #kinktober 2023 #fanfic smut #smut

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AVATAR MATERLIST

༄| A V A T A R |༄

R U L E: Any request is acceptable. Characters will always have their age increased if necessary. I accept:

Movie: Avatar 1 & 2.

Fluff | Angst | Smut | normal

I update this every time I have done a new work. If you want to support my work KO-FI

Series:

Experiment 56 [neteyam x human reader]

[ Y/N characteristics and fun facts]

Summary: Y/N is surprised that she is an indispensable part of the human race, being a perfect blend of Navi and humans. Her family will do everything possible to keep her hidden and safe.

Experiment 56 SEQUEL “your time is coming” [neteyam x human reader] *paused*

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5

Summary: Y/N thinks she has a peaceful life with her new family. But a sudden visitor is about to change her life and her family’s life.

The New member [ Quaritch x human reader]

Summary: After the boat altercation with the sullys, and being able to make spider return with him to the base. General ardmore has a big surprise for quaritch. A new member will join her squad, this new person will not only change the RDA, but himself.

Do you hate me? [Tsu-tey x Human reader]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 final

Summary: You are the eldest Sully daughter, you are adopted. All your life you have grown up watching tsu'tey, and your feelings for him have grown. Everything changes when one day you go hunting with your crush.

I can be a better father {Tsu-tey x Child Y/N x Child spider]

Summary: Follow tsu'tey in his new life as a single father of two human children. A compilation of moments and adventures of their lives.

Ghost girl [Neteyam x Albino na'vi!fem x sully family]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5(final)

Summary: After their village was destroyed by humans, Y/N must seek refuge in the forest. Her being rescued by a peculiar family, she discovering that her gift had led her to them.

Mama's Boy [Jake x neytiri x human reader (trio couple) x sully children's x Lo'ak son]

Summary: Lo'ak is his mother's favorite child. After leaving the clan, and now living in clan metkayina. His only wish is that his mother is by his side again. The only problem is that his mother is a… human.

One-shots:

1. They caught us [neteyam x human reader] SMUT

Part 1 |Part 2 |Part 3 | Part 4

2. Little gifs [ Tsu'tey x human reader]

Part 1 | Part 2

3. The family’s Clothing [ Lo'ak x human reader]

4. Picnic in the greenhouse [Neteyam x Lo'ak x human reader] SMUT

5. A shy Y/N who doesn’t really show affection to neteyam. [Neteyam x human reader]

6. Loak and the reader take care of tuk. [Loak x Human or navi reader]

7. Reader fight with your brother loak, because he give tsireya your stuff. [Loak x human sister]

8. Neteyam does everything possible to help the sadness that Y/N feels.

9. Kiri and Y/N being twins, but Y/N has a curiosity about people in the sky.

10. Lo'ak x human/na'vi hybrid, Lo'ak lets his imagination fly.

11. Neteyam is obsessed with your chubby lover.

12. I am very sorry (Jake sully x Human daugther)

13. Use me [Neteyam x Human reader] (Smut)

14. Z-DOG she has something going on, and she doesn't know what it could be. Y/N may be able to help her.

15. Tsu'tey asks eywa for a perfect mate, eywa sends him a surprise.

16. Jealousy, damn jealousy (Neteyam x lo'ak x Human-mix reader)

17. Ao'nung save the reader from idiots (ao'nung x human reader-kiri twin)

18. Reader defending lo'ak from his father (lo'ak x human reader)

19. Quiet [Neteyam x Human-mix] (Smut)

20. Child human-reader is lost in the forest and some curious boys find her.

21. Tsa·zìskrrmipaw (Neytiri meeting us for the first time when we were newborn) Part 1 | Part 2

22. Hifwo (Neteyam x human reader)

Auntie Y/N sully series:

( The parts are organized, so that you can understand better)

1. Y/N being the best aunt

2.My lost child [ Aunt sully reader x Spider](Mother and son)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

3. More moments in the life of AUNT sully.

4. Aunt Y/N's nephews are jealous of her new mate and they do everything they can to keep them apart.

5.AUNT Y/N SULLY BEING THE ‘COOL ONE’ IN THE FAMILY.

6. AUNT Y/N SULLY BEING THE ‘COOL ONE’ IN THE FAMILY Pt.2

7. Auntie Sully: New tails, new family

8. Auntie Sully: New tails, new family (part 2)

Others moments:

1. Aunt Y/N has to say goodbye to her family.

2.Tuk and kiri find an object and run to ask their aunt Y/N.

3. Jake discovers that several Na'vi tried to court his sister.

4. Neytiri reaction will be when she found out Jake and Auntie Sully are actually triplets

5. How the sully family, more neytiri. React to aunt Y/N and jake share more moments being twins.

6. Auntie sully giving everyone pizza for the first time

Headcanons:

1. Neteyam being a baby daddy ft. sully family and quaritch {Neteyam x Human reader}

2. Aonung wants you to be his partner, but he is afraid you will reject him. {Aounug x human reader}

3. where y/n is trying to show off to the boys and fails miserably.

4. Loak being a good brother.

5. Kiri with her twin sister

6. Lo'ak in love with Y/N. Literally obsessed.

7. THE BEST FATHER I COULD BE [Lo'ak x human reader]

8. Rivals for lovers with Lo'ak

9. Jake and Y/N knew sign language and they both used it to just talk shit

10. React to a chubby reader [Neytiri, neteyam, lo'ak and jake]

11. Recoms being softies for thier medic Human-reader

12. Jake and neytiri holding the human reader like a teddy bear

13. Neteyam, Jake and Lo'ak how would they react if their partner playfully bites them

14. Your brothers and you (reader) react when you see a boy courting Tuk.

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defaulttwig · 2 years

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Avatar’s First Braids

Neteyam x gn!reader

Summary: Just like Spider, you have your own avatar, though you had to wait until you were older before you could use yours. As such, to celebrate your new blue, the Sullys want to braid your avatar’s hair.

Word Count: 4.9k

A/N: Help, this was supposed to focus on Neteyam and it's just one big fic about his siblings instead, but I promise there's still a crumb of Neteyam. I really took my own liberties with some Avatar lore so it’s probably inaccurate lol. This is platonic/romantic, wrote it kinda down the middle. Neteyam is aged up to 20 here.

At fifteen years old, you could not describe the bizarreness of watching a tiny body, your body, float in an amnio tank. Your very own avatar, steadily growing at a pace beyond the growth rate of native Na’vi, twitched in a dreamlike state. Tiny blue hands curled around a chubby blue face. Small tendrils of nerves floated out of the base of the skull, surrounded by baby hair. You could not believe what kuru looked like before the braids. A bit creepy, if you had to be honest.

You weren’t alone. Spider stood right next to you with Tuk in front of you two. Lo’ak and Kiri stood on his other side and Neteyam was right next to you. His forearm rested against the glass of the tank as he leaned into your space, tilting his head to observe the baby. The Na’vi half of your group each had a rebreather in hand, inhaling from it every so often. All six of you watched the small twitches, mesmerized by the little thing.

It had only been a few weeks since you watched it grow from an embryo. You had been the most fascinated watching the rapidly growing progress of the avatar, coming nearly every day to watch. It led to Neteyam and Spider hanging around, then Lo’ak and Kiri, and finally Tuk could not be left out. You could stand around all day and watch. This was your avatar.

“So,” Spider spoke over the silence. “What if it’s an outie?”

Lo’ak scoffed, already biting back a smile. “Bro, that’s what you’re thinking about?”

Spider gestured to the umbilical cord attached to the baby’s stomach. He huffed in defense of himself. “You guys all made fun of my avatar having an outie.”

You snapped your head in his direction, offended that he lumped you up with the rest of them. “I didn’t.”

“That’s because you’re you, Spider.” Neteyam teased, leaning forward past you to make eye contact. He pressed the rebreather to his mouth for a breath. “Besides, yours was the first with an outie belly button.”

Tuk looked down at her stomach and traced her belly button. “I can’t imagine having my belly button out like that.”

“It’s not that weird,” Kiri countered. “Only at first, it was.”

“Bro, look at you. You’re fine.” Lo’ak reached over and stuck his finger in Spider’s belly button, earning a shout and a smack to the hand. Spider laid his palm over his belly button while Lo’ak laughed and straightened himself. “You know we didn’t mean it.”

Yeah, when Spider first entered his avatar after decantation, the immediate thing the Na’vi children noticed was the protruding belly button. It was then you realized that none of the Na’vi had outies, unlike humans who could have either innie or outie. While they could excuse the appearance of an outie on a human, given the many physical discrepancies between humans and Na’vi, they teased Spider for having one on his avatar. Just another physical difference on top of eyebrows and five digits on the hands and feet of avatars.

You rolled your eyes. “Can we stop talking about belly buttons?”

“Okay,” Neteyam agreed. He gestured with his hand above the amnio tank. “How long does this take, again?”

“Five years,” a voice behind caused you all to turn. Norm approached your group with a grimace. “Why are you all hanging around the test tube avatar?”

“So why couldn’t this avatar,” Tuk pointed at the tank while inhaling from the rebreather, ignoring the question, “grow at the same time as Spider’s? Wouldn’t that save time?”

“Unfortunately our resources are limited and we don’t have the space to incubate multiple avatars at a time.” Norm made a small gesture for which you all parted to let him through. He looked at the baby avatar, then at you six. “Now, can you please go hang out somewhere else? The lab is not a playground.”

Per his suggestion, you dispersed from the lab. The Sullys set the rebreathers back on the rack on their way out, Tuk bouncing happily ahead of you. Spider brought the conversation back to belly buttons and you groaned, telling him to move on. Doing what any teen did, you all flocked to another area of the camp to bother someone else.

Five years. That’s how long you had to wait.

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You were going to throw up.

Well, you thought you were. Nerves knot your stomach tight, worsened by the butterflies fluttering in it. Your heart hammered in your chest. You laid your hands over your stomach, twiddling with your fingers. The overhead lights were bright. So, so bright.

Currently, you waited on the link bed to make your first connection. Sure, you waited years for this moment, but now that it was right in front of you, you dreaded it. Would it hurt? Would it make you more nauseous than you already were? In the coming weeks, you pestered Spider about the sensation. You had to know every little detail. Question after question, the routine grew old fast and Spider eventually repeated the phrase don’t worry about it. Not the best advice you received.

To make matters worse, your friends were not there with you. Kiri and Lo’ak had grown too tall to comfortably stand in the lab with you and Lo’ak didn’t want Tuk’s unfiltered mouth to raise more panic in you. Spider decided to wait with them outside your avatar’s lab room. All to take in the first impression.

“Take it easy,” Dr. Max Patel said from the computer system beside you. His eyes darted across the screen. “You’re going to be fine when you wake up.”

You turned your head to face him. “Are you sure?”

A great question to ask the guy who’s been doing this longer than you’ve been alive. He glanced your way. You took that as your answer and returned to your original position, focusing on controlling your breaths. The link bed wasn’t entirely uncomfortable, at least.

When Max faced you to grab the hood of the bed, you moved your hands to your sides. He gave you a few more words of encouragement and you nodded, half listening. Really, you just didn’t want to throw up right now.

When the hood closed, you noticed how heavy you breathed. Your stomach twisted tighter and you screwed your eyes shut. You could do this. You could do this. As another wave of nausea hit you, you held your breath.

“Movement behind the eyelids.”

Someone called your name. “If you can hear me, can you open your eyes?”

You obeyed, opening them only to flinch and squeeze them closed. Damn, who turned up the brightness here?

“You okay?”

“The light is bright,” you supplied a bit groggy.

Behind your eyelids, the intensity of the lights lessened. Your eyes fluttered open carefully, finding that half the room’s lights had been turned off. You breathed a sigh of relief, stomach still in knots. A moment passed before you realized just where you were.

You sat up, immediately falling back down.

“Take it easy.” One of the scientists set a hand on your arm. “We’ll get you out of here as soon as we’ve conducted some fine motor tests.”

You blinked, ears twitching. Twitching. The sensation prompted you to cautiously raise your hand, brushing your fingers over your ear. A pointy Na’vi ear. It flicked back at your touch unconsciously and you let out a breathless laugh. This was weirder than you expected. Not to mention how seamlessly you connected to your avatar. Spider really could not have prepared you more for this.

“Can you wiggle your toes for me?”

You couldn’t say how long those tests took. A few minutes. An hour. It went by too fast but simultaneously dragged on longer than your poor heart could take. You wanted to get up and go go go but you didn’t want to fall over and embarrass yourself. When you got the okay, left alone to change out of the gown into something more comfortable, you made your way to the door.

The door hissed open, letting the bright light from the sun filter in. You squinted and raised your hand, blue as the sky, over your eyes to shield them. Your tail flicked at the minor inconvenience you felt.

“Whoa, check you out.”

You looked to your left. Lo’ak and Spider leaned against the wall of the shack. Kiri sat on the ground with her hands behind her as support. Beside her, Tuk sat cross-legged, picking at grass. No Neteyam, though. He had gone earlier that morning on a hunt with his father.

You smiled, dropping your hand to your side. “Like what you see?”

“You’re like us, now,” Tuk said, dropping her blades of grass.

Kiri smiled up at you. “How do you feel?”

“Weird.” You looked behind you. Your tail had a mind of its own, though you still felt every flick of it as though it were you commanding it. “Really weird.”

“You get used to it.” Spider shrugged and pushed off the wall. He was much shorter than you now, still human.

Lo’ak made a sound. “I can’t believe you can’t use your avatar right now.” His hand smacked at his thigh. “Do you know what we could be doing if you didn’t get hurt?”

“It was your recklessness that got us here.” Kiri looked between the two of them, moving to stand. “Spider’s avatar should take a few days to heal, then we can do the plan.”

Tuk pouted. “This was supposed to be the perfect first impression.”

“I know. I know.” Spider rolled his eyes. “Few more days and then we’ll pretend that there weren't any hiccups.”

You watched Tuk stand. She stood a little taller than Spider, shorter than the three of you. It was weird being taller than her. Well, now only Spider was the only drastically short one of your group. At least, until he got back his avatar.

“Should we get going?” Kiri asked before she took in the state of your hair and gasped. “Your kuru!”

“What about it?” You attempted to look behind you without any luck.

Kiri came up to you, directing you in front of her. “We have our braids around it as protection. Your hair is just wild and it's unguarded.”

“Oh.”

“Here, I’ll braid it. You sit down.”

“Okay.” You lowered into a cross-legged position with Kiri behind you.

She gathered a bunch of your hair, combing her fingers through the roots of it before beginning to twist strands over and around the kuru. The rest of your hair swept over your shoulders, tickling your skin as it did. Given how your avatar’s hair had not been groomed in its time in the amnio tank, it became wildly the length of the kuru. The long hair weighed heavy on your shoulders.

Tuk stood beside you, watching Kiri braid your kuru. You glanced at her out of the corner of your eye, wondering what she could be thinking about. She’d aged to a dreaded thirteen, filled with mischief and still figuring things out. Despite the age when other children sought their independence, she still clung to your ragtag group, not entirely eager to break off to her own friends. Things haven't changed much, you all had to keep a more keen eye on her, given the number of bad ideas she could come up with and act out on, now. Like right now, where her expression twisted in deep thought.

“Can I braid the rest of your hair?” She gestured to her shoulder-length braids.

You turned your head to see, only for Kiri to guide your head back into a straight position. “Don’t move.”

You found no harm in that. “Sure, Tuk. But I’m not sure I want it this long.”

“I can cut it.”

She pulled her knife out. The second she walked toward you, you flinched away from her. As sweet as she was, you didn’t exactly trust a child with a knife by your head.

Kiri forced you to keep still, catching you mid-cry. “Don’t move,” she repeated with an edge, not so much bothered by Tuk’s eager knife-wielding as she was your jerking.

You raised your hand, unable to properly block Tuk’s oncoming knife.

Lo’ak took initiative and intervened. He towered over Tuk and grabbed her wrist. “Are you crazy?”

Tuk pouted, fighting against his hold. as her voice raised in a whine. “I know what I’m doing.”

He took the knife from her. “Let me do it.”

Tuk stomped her foot. “I wanted to do it.”

“You can still braid my hair.” You tried to mediate. It did the job as she pouted off to the side but relented with crossed arms. She stuck her tongue out at Lo’ak. A shiver crawled up your spine from Kiri’s braiding. “You can make them look like yours.”

She smiled. An excited nod and she grabbed the ends of her braids, twisting them between her fingers. “Yeah, we can look like twins.” She spoke to Lo’ak, “don’t cut higher than the shoulders.”

“Sure.” He nodded, hunching down to his knees.

Lo’ak took bundles of your hair away from your face and held it away. He worked away the knife. Already, your head felt lighter without the extra weight. You relaxed, letting the siblings work at your hair.

Spider took his own knife out from where he stood. Since he had nothing better to do, he opted to busy his hands by flipping his knife in hand. You watched him flip and catch it with ease.

He hummed, “you gonna bond with an ikran?”

Your face twisted in horror. “Uh, no. I just got my avatar.”

Kiri agreed. “You need to take baby steps.”

“Yeah, or your avatar will end up like Spider’s.” Lo’ak teased.

Spider rolled his eyes with a nod. They weren’t necessarily wrong.

After Lo’ak had cut the hair on the other side, Tuk took her rightful place by you. Not before Lo’ak returned her knife and she sheathed it. She made some comments about your hair being softer than hers, a result of the amniotic fluid you guessed.

In a moment of excitement, by now half your hair had been braided, Tuk blurted. “you’re going to look just like one of us!”

You half-paid attention, too focused on your tail. It smacked at the ground, batting away a small amount of dirt with each lackluster slap. The sight hypnotized you, drawing you out of your stupor with each flick. You could not describe the sensation of having a tail, let alone one acting on its own. Reaching out, you brushed your fingers over your tail. Goosebumps littered your whole body as you shivered. More sensitive than you would have expected.

Your ears flick at the sudden commotion Lo’ak and Spider made. Looking up from your tail, you watched the duo roll on the ground in a playfight. Another of Spider’s attempts to catch Lo’ak off guard and win a fight against the Na’vi.

“You’re going to like being in your avatar,” Kiri said. Her hands neared the end of your kuru. “Once you get used to this, of course.”

You hummed, tearing your gaze from the boys. “Yeah, I won’t lag behind when we’re out.” You touched your palm, tracing the lines etched in it. It tickled. Your neck began to hurt from holding still for so long. “Too bad Neteyam isn’t here.”

“His fault,” Tuk said, her voice just a touch hurt and uncaring. She wanted her big brother here as much as you did.

Kiri finished the braid, tying a spare thread around the end. She ran her fingers down the braid once, admiring her work and ensuring it was compact. Her tongue clicked, quick to remind Tuk. “You know how he is with dad. He can’t say no.”

“But this is a big deal.” Tuk weaved her hands through your small braids, letting them swing around your face. “Done.”

You set your hands on the ground and pushed yourself to a stand. Your body swayed momentarily, supported by Kiri’s hands on your back. You thanked her, still getting used to the extra weight to balance. Then, you turned away and shrugged. “It’s not that big of a deal.”

Kiri would not buy it. She stepped around you to face you with her hands on her hips, head cocked in disbelief. “Don’t downplay this. Your first time in your avatar is important to you. So, it’s important to us.”

You relented, knowing better than to deny the obvious. Instead, you smiled and took her comment to heart. “Thanks.”

Kiri smiled back, nodding once in finality.

“Are you guys ready to go?” Lo’ak called back, getting off the ground.

Spider also pushed off the ground. Both of them were covered in dirt. “Yeah, we need to get going before the eclipse.”

Kiri glanced back your way. You nodded. “I’m ready.”

“Finally.” Lo’ak took the lead, waving his hand for you all to follow. “Don’t fall behind.”

He took off running. You followed, all laughing at your wobbly run. Despite his tease, Lo’ak never strayed far. The group of you dodged and weaved around humans and avatars alike until you reached the edge of the human camp. Then, the real fun began. Daring across the forest for the first time as a Na’vi. It was exhilarating.

Tuk, ever the youngest, called out to you guys as you ran across treetops. “Wait up!”

You leaped across a gap between trees, laughing loudly while your body buzzed with adrenaline. This was something you could get used to.

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For the fifth time, you skidded to a halt, bending at the waist while your shoulders rose and fell rapidly. Taking big, deep breaths, you now understood why the scientists wanted you to take it easy. Not only did you stumble and nearly crash into anything and everything, but you also dragged the trip on longer than it needed to be.

Spider caught your hunched form out of the corner of his eye, hands on your knees and panting like an animal. “Hold up,” he called up ahead.

Lo’ak groaned, grabbing an overhead branch as he turned around. “Really? We’re going to get in trouble if we’re late. We’re almost there.”

“Don’t wait up.” You waved your hand dismissively, only for it to fall back to your side. “I’m good.”

The group took the time to wait five minutes, nonetheless.

By the time you made it to Hometree, the village had been gathered for mealtime. Heads turned in your direction, some Na’vi greeting you. They were certainly kinder than other times you’d come by. As you walked past to find the rest of the Sullys, you leaned down to Spider and spoke in a hushed whisper.

“This is weird.”

He shrugged. “Told you they treat you differently when you’re in an avatar.”

You stood straight and did your best to ignore the stares to the back of your head.

Thankfully, it didn’t take long to find the family. Neytiri and Jake smiled from where they sat, chatting amongst themselves while Neteyam lent them an ear, preparing the meal. Tuk ran ahead of you, crying about how starved she was. Lo’ak and Kiri soon sat, you and Spider sitting farthest.

“You’re late,” Neytiri said.

Lo’ak nodded his head in your direction. “A certain avatar lagged behind.”

Neteyam looked up from beside his mother. The Na’vi’s eyes widened, taking you in. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. His tail swished behind him. You merely smiled from across the fire. When he did find the courage to speak, his father beat him to the punch.

“You look different.” He smiled, looking you in the eye. It felt weird to be at eye level with him, too used to him towering over you. “How’s your first run?”

“I think I’m handling it okay.”

Spider laughed. “No way. You ran like a baby using their legs for the first time.”

“It was for the first time,” Kiri replied and shook her head. “We probably shouldn’t have rushed out.”

Jake raised his brow. “That bad, huh?”

Plates were passed around. Tuk dug into her food while you all talked. No doubt this was from today’s hunt. While you ate, Spider sat back and talked with Lo’ak and Kiri.

“You will learn,” Neytiri had told you between her own mouthfuls. “Jake had been no better.”

“And that’s without the years of training.” Jake shook his head. “Those were the days.”

After eating, you split off with Neteyam to catch up. The others understood for the most part to not follow, distracting Tuk before she could tag along.

For the most part, you walked normally. Without the pressure of running, you could balance yourself correctly. Neteyam was quiet, never moving past your side, letting you set the pace. You reached a section of Hometree untouched, quiet, and tucked away from the rest of the clan. When you stopped, Neteyam looked your way.

“Are you tired?”

“No.” You shook your head, tickled by the concern he displayed. “I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”

“Just checking.” He followed your lead and sat down beside you, overlooking the view of Pandora. His tail flicked patiently. “So, you think about what you want to do, now that you have an avatar?”

“Honestly-” You leaned back on your hands, humming in thought. “I never thought this far. It didn’t seem like this would ever happen. I mean, I had to wait five years.”

“Yeah.” Neteyam looked away. “We can figure it out on the way. There’s so much you’ll be able to do now that you have a kuru.”

“I guess.” You reached behind you, bringing your kuru braid forward. The tendrils of nerves opened, wiggling in the open air. It was an out-of-body experience, watching nerves that belonged to you wriggle in the air, feeling the sensation wave at nothing and near tasting the air deep in your nervous system, but unable to believe this was yours. You set the braid aside. “First, I have to master how to run. Can’t get anywhere around here by just walking.”

“We’ll build your stamina.” He smiled and nudged your arm with his elbow. “Then, we’ll get you an ikran.”

You grimaced. “Not for a while, I hope.”

“Certainly.” Neteyam grew quiet again. You turned to look at him, finding him already staring at you. His face was caught in a mesh of wonder and awe. He furrowed his brows. “Who did your hair?”

You blinked, thinking of the braids. “Tuk.”

“Tuk cut your hair?”

Oh. “No, that was Lo’ak.” You cringed, thinking how close Tuk was to committing to the act. “She almost did. Why is it bad?”

He laughed shortly. “It’s uneven.”

“How should I know?”

“Here.” Neteyam got up, moving to get behind you. “I’ll fix it.”

You realized he was undoing your braids in order to do so. “Tuk won’t like you ruining her hard work.”

He hummed. “She won’t know.”

“She’ll know.”

Neteyam’s fingers weaved through your tresses, unwinding them. Loose waves of hair cascaded around your face. Tingles crawled up your spine from the care and gentleness of his hands. You may have even closed your eyes to fully take in the sensation.

You twisted the braid of your kuru as he held your hair. His knife hissed against its sheath, your rather sensitive ears twitched at the sound. Inhaling deeply, you relaxed your shoulders. You trusted Neteyam, more than Lo’ak or Tuk, to cut your hair.

Truthfully, Lo’ak had done a moderately good job cutting your hair on the spot. Neteyam did not have much to work with, only fixing the small, unnoticeable imperfections in your hair. You wondered if it was an excuse to just touch your new, soft hair. His siblings seemed to love your hair.

“There.” Neteyam put away his knife. “Now, it looks even.”

You let out a half-hearted puff of air. It didn’t seem like that big of an issue. “Thanks.”

You heard the smile in his response. “You’re welcome.”

He took his time putting your hair into small braids similar to Tuk’s. With each new bunch of hair gathered, his knuckles would brush along your neck. Pinching your fingers over the braid of your kuru, you fought against the goosebumps that crawled along your skin. A rhythmic smack hit the ground, constant and unwavering. Out of the corner of your eye, you realized it was your tail, not Neteyam’s. It gave away your flush of emotions.

Your ears twitched and you forced another even breath, looking at the orange sky above.

Eclipse approached soon. Far in the distance, you spotted the flapping wings of wild ikran, flying as a group to another perch. Pandora, as much as you didn’t belong here, was your home. You could not imagine trading it for Earth, which you heard from Norm looked nothing like this. Pollution and greed had stripped away the beauty it once had, he said, but it had nothing compared to this moon light-years away. You agreed with his sentiment.

Soft puffs of air fanned the baby hairs on the back of your neck. You contained your shivers, letting your eyes flutter closed. His fingers were nimble, expert in the craft. Body heat permeated from him onto your back, the proximity throwing your heart to the ikrans. Your tail smacked at the ground playfully, betraying the excitement in you despite your trying to quell it. Neither of you spoke of it.

When all was said and done, Neteyam returned to your side. You let go of your kuru and run your hands through your hair, appreciating the work done by him. This time, your tail swayed anxiously as you looked him in the eye.

“Does it look okay now?”

His eyes roamed from your hair to your face. He was quiet, the sunset’s reflection casting a warm glow over his blue skin. A small smile broke onto his face and he nodded. “You look perfect.”

You returned the smile. Your tail once again whipped to and fro in excitement from the flattery. Neteyam’s smile grew, the corners of his eyes crinkling in a way you found endearing. Neither of you said anything, turning away at the same time to face forward. The light of day retreated over the horizon.

“Eclipse is bound.” Neteyam pushed off the ground with a grunt, standing on his feet. He extended his hand down to you. “Come on. Can't let you stay out too late in your avatar.”

You agreed and took his hand. With little effort, he managed to pull you onto your feet. In the five years you’ve waited for your avatar to grow, Neteyam gained muscle fit for his physique. The twenty-year-old warrior still stood taller than you, much like his father, but the height difference was not as drastic in your avatar.

On your way down the Hometree, you bumped into Kiri.

Neteyam regarded her. “Have you seen Spider-”

“He went back to the camp a while ago.” She looked between you two. “Better get going if you don’t want to be out late.”

“Right.” He nodded to her. “Thanks.”

You waved goodbye to Kiri and walked off with Neteyam.

Sticking to the high ground, you both made your way back to camp. The journey was quiet, apart from shared looks and quiet laughter, for no other reason than you both feeling a strange high. You returned to camp safely and sound as Neteyam walked up with you to the avatar sleeping quarters. Eclipse had just encased the land in darkness and outdoor lights illuminated the camp’s shacks. You stopped by your building, turning to him with a hand raised.

“I can walk the rest on my own.”

He smiled. “Can you?”

You rolled your eyes, unable to contain your own smile. You gently pushed at his shoulder. “Go. Or, will you get lost?”

He accepted your teasing with a flick of his tail. “I think I know my way.”

“Alright then.” Your expression softened. You had to stop or else you’d never let him leave. “Goodnight, Nete.”

His smile widened. “Goodnight.”

You waved him off before walking up the steps and into the shack.

Some avatars were still up. Others sound asleep. You made your way to the unclaimed hammock, reserved for your avatar, and climbed into it. Your smile remained even as you closed your eyes.

When you woke up in the link bed, moments passed before the hood rose and you could sit up. Max looked from you to the screen. “Was being an avatar scary like you expected?”

You shook your head, smiling again. “It was weird, but I liked it.”

Norm walked into the room. “Yeah, and next time, don’t stay out late without a head’s up. All avatars have to be accounted for.”

“I’ll remember that.”

You left after bidding them goodnight, heading to your sleeping quarters. For the rest of the night, you lay there, touching the base of your skull. You could feel it, the kuru, like a phantom. Turning onto your side, you closed your eyes.

Today was a good day.

#neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam imagine #neteyam fanfiction #avatar x reader

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sunnytotherescue · 14 days

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Obey me boys with chubby! Reader w/ the most thickest fat ass who is definitely a power bottom

(My English is not my first language)

Ouh lawd anon save me from the sweltering pits of hell I'm going to start BARKING..

cw: dom!bot mc

nnngrhhmgngfjfh

Thinking about Lucifer desperately thrusting up into the air and gaining nothing from it. Lucifer who loves getting suffocated and crushed as he eats you out, swollen cock twitching with every slow grind against his tongue. The feeling of losing all control of the situation for once makes him painfully hard. His mind is already a haze, drooling mouth trying to keep up with you whenever you move but he's grown sluggish with the lack of oxygen. Of course, he wouldn't have it any other way, obnoxious slurping filling up the room while the lucky demon silently begs for you to stay there forever.

Thinking about Mammon who's quickly turned into your very own dog. He'd lick the sweat off your chest, squeeze and grope every inch you allowed him access to, decorate you in jewels and treasures only he could snatch. Put that mutt on a leash and have him fuck you, desperate pleads spilling from his mouth the second he slams in. Let him drool over how every golden chain and shiny diamond he's decorated you with jingles with every thrust. Tug on pup's collar hard enough and he'll cum from that alone, sobbing when he spills deep inside your hole. But even then he won't stop, not until you let him, not until you've had your fill and he's passing out! But how could such a greedy demon be ungrateful when every ripple of skin and shiny glint of gold is just for him?

Thinking about Leviathan who has trouble just approaching you because of the threatening (in his words) aura you give off. You're so scary he knows you'll bully him- you gave him a look at lunch he's never going to recover- he's rocking back in forth in his tub bed to try and forget how much you must hate him- he gets out his laptop to watch his favorites to help the process- he's never jerked off to that much porn in his life. ..It's not long after he gets the real thing. Or, at least, as much as he's allowed. Levi sits at the end of your bed, panting feverishly while one hand massages your ass and the other fists his dick like his life depends on it. It a mess, milky white cum already staining your skin, but he just can't stop. Not when he's so good at imagining how you'd use him like a toy.. but don't actually!! he doesn't deserve it...yet.

Thinking of Satan who's on the verge of sobbing. His poor sensitive cock so overstimulated it almost hurts, but he's taking it like a good boy. The night started out in a fight and ended with you bouncing on his dick like an animal, taking all you could want while he curls sharp claws into the sheets, trying desperately to muffle his sounds. He's usually so clever, but underneath of you? He turns into such a dumb little kitty. Moans get punched from his mouth with every harsh slam of your hips, a sticky slick mess squelching with every movement. He can't feel anything else besides burning, painful pleasure. Not like he would want to anyway.

Thinking of Asmodeus who begs you to let him play dress-up. He has so many ideas that he's never gotten to try out because none of the outfits look right on him. but you? they look perfect. By the end of it, you're dressed in a silky-smooth robe, the color matching your eyes almost exactly. it's perfect, drapes over your curves just right and has Asmo at your knees with a drunk look in his eyes. He kisses the inside of your thighs like you're the finest diamond in all of Devildom. Asmodeus, the prized and loved avatar of lust, at your feet and pulling every trick in the book to try n seduce you. Telling you how pretty you look, how good he'll make you feel, how he well he can worship you.

Thinking about Beelzebub who can't help but look at you and get hungry. It absolutely sinful and he feels guilty about it, but who else could satisfy him? He fucks into you like a bull, lips wrapped firmly around you chest and sucking like you'd actually be able to produce milk.. he's so hungry :( Poor starving Beel has no idea how fucked out you are, choking out praises while your eyes roll back into your head. He plays with your chest in a way that should be embarrassing, but you'll let him believe it's just like a pair of tits if he keeps fucking you like this.

Thinking of Belphegor who uses your ass n thighs like pillows every chance he gets. Sitting on the couch? He's there. Late for breakfast and sitting alone? He's under the table with his head on your lap. Settling down in bed for the night? Idiot's whining until you let him climb under your sheets and sleep between your thighs. But don't worry, he repays you kindly. Jerking you off in the dead of knight, humping the curve of your ass while using his own spit to slick up ur cock.. he promises not to cum. to put your pleasure above his own, edging himself until your thick spend is soaking his fist and he can't take it anymore. Too bad he always passes out right after... hopefully he'll make up for it in the morning..

hiiiiiii I hate how this turned out ok baiiiii

#sunny speaks☆#goobers☆#obey me x male reader #obey me x male mc #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #x dom male reader #male reader

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anemonelovesfiction · 2 months

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Avoidance

Lo’ak x (Chubby) Fem Human Reader

Warnings ⚠️: Insecure reader, Masturbation (Lo’ak), fingering, eating out

This idea just kinda came to me one day and I kept marinating on it until it turned into this fic. This is also an alternate universe where the humans didn’t come back to Pandora so the Omatikaya don’t live in the hallelujah mountains.

So the ending felt right for me, because I tried writing more but it didn’t flow, might do another part, not sure

Not Proofread

Translation Station

Kaltxì: Hello

Ma’eveng: My child

Tanleng: Bark

Tewng: Loincloth

Skxawng: Moron, Idiot

Narlor ‘eve: Beautiful Girl

Word Count: 5.3k

There had been something about the way she walked that always caught my attention, I would find my eyes traveling down toward her backside as I shamelessly stared, taking in the view of her plump ass, but was met by an even greater view as she decided to bent over at that moment to pick something up and I felt as though she’d purposely put herself on display. I silently thanked Eywa for allowing me to be at this place and time as I zoned out at the view before me, tempted to bite my lip in the process but stopping myself from doing so, wondering how I could work up the courage to bring myself to talk to her but drawing blanks.

“Are you even listening to me, Bro?” Spider’s voice slowly transitions me from focusing in her bum to turning around and facing him, a smirk playing at my lips as I stated the following.

“Sometimes your words put me to sleep, Cuz, I can’t help it if I zone out-“ I was met with a slap on my shoulder before the both of us caught one another's eyes and began to laugh.

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I had decided to step out of the comfort of the lab- all because Norm believed it would be better for me to become more social- and found myself lost on what to do. On the one hand, I could understand why he wanted me to start socializing but on the other, I had too much anxiety to be able to deal with anything. I could feel myself beginning to play with the fingers on my hands as I nervously looked around. I’m surprised that in all my anxious thinking I even remembered to put a mask on my face.

I had ended up meeting Norm in his avatar as he began talking to me, feeling a sense of peace upon seeing a familiar face and wanting nothing more than to stick to him and follow him around, but I didn’t want to seem like a lost puppy in front of the native’s eyes.

“I talked to Mo’at earlier today and she said she could use your help with weeding out the bad plants she has in her stock.” He explains as he begins walking, guiding me toward her healing hut, and I couldn’t help but nod as I follow along his spacious footsteps.

“Don’t they usually pick what they need as to not have an overabundance of things?” I asked shyly and feared he’d missed what I had said before he turns his head with a small smile.

“Yes, but there are rare occasions when they overstock, but I would like you to collect what is damaged so we can research it.” He states enthusiastically and I find myself nodding once more, continuing the walk in silence until we managed to get into the healing hut.

Norm had done most of the talking, not because I couldn’t speak the language, I could speak it just fine, but I always managed to get nervous and trip over my words. As he introduces me I couldn’t help but let a small wave speak for me as I had suddenly felt my tongue grow heavy and my mouth dry on the spot.

“Kaltxì, ma’eveng,” Mo’at shares a smile with me and I couldn’t help but smile back, feeling the warm comfort of her’s calming my anxiety slightly.

“Could you please start by picking through the box full of tanleng, I will show you what to look for so you can learn how to pick through it, then I can give you a satchel to put it in so you can do your research.” She states as she points over toward the box with her hand, I nod my head as I walk over to find the correct box filled with what she had asked.

It doesn’t take long before I find the box containing the tree bark and lean down to grasp it, ensuring my grip on the box is secure before lifting it up, realizing its a little heavier than I had anticipated. But right as I stand up and am about to begin walking I can hear laughter.

My cheeks redden at the sound and wish the ground could open up to swallow me whole, I had no idea there would be people here who would end up laughing at my efforts, I attempted to shrug it off as I turned to see Spider laughing alongside Lo’ak. I shimmied off as fast as I could to attempt to not be the laughing stock between both men.

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This had been the second time I had seen her after a while, she had been wearing a dress that accentuated her features well, every one of her curves put up on display for anyone to see. I’d grown jealous of anyone in her proximity as she knelt down next to Spider, watching as her bum doubles in size, taking in a big breath as I whistle out, being no better than my dad simping for my mom.

I couldn’t hear what Spider had been saying to her but he carefully stuck his hand in front of the flower on the ground and watch as the the tendrils come out and wrap around his arm, watching her shocked expression wash over her face before Spider shakes his hand and the tendrils detach from his hands.

I watch as he insists she do the same, laughing at her hesitation before she slowly brings her arm closer to the flower and yelping in surprise as soon as its tendrils come out to wrap around her arm, their shared laughter being heard.

It wasn’t until I was near them that I had realized my feet carried me across the open field, now standing pretty close to the two and feeling my eyes solely focused on her figure.

“What are you two up to?” I asked casually as my eyes quickly avert toward Spider to not get caught staring at her.

“I’m teaching her about the flora,” Spider answers right as she shakes her hand lightly and manages to get the tendrils to let go of her.

“Hi,” I wave at her while speaking to her in English, I watch as her eyes find mine and she seems rather shocked that I had talked to her, but she shyly waves without saying anything back.

It doesn’t take long before Spider and I are talking, and at first she hadn’t bothered with saying much until Spider kept forcing her to participate in our conversation, she was a good listener and her voice was adorable to listen to.

“Would you say its hot today?” Spider asks her with a roll of his eyes after I had brought up how warm it was feeling. He had decided to ask her in Na’Vi and up until now I had no idea she could understand it as we had been speaking in English.

“A little, but not as hot as other days prior,” She answered back to him in Na’Vi and it catches me off guard as she pronounced the words correctly, my smile forming as she answered, suddenly feeling the urge to speak to her in my native tongue as well.

“Is that why you wore something different today?” I asked, honestly thinking it was an innocent question until she smiled awkwardly before standing.

“I have to go back to the lab, thank you for teaching me about the flora, Spider, I appreciate it.” She speaks to him before turning to me.

“I had fun talking with you,” She smiles once more before turning around and walking away.

“Dude-“ Spider started to talk to me but I zoned him out as I stared at her walking away, watching as she walked and swayed her hips from side to side, feeling as though I had been hypnotized. I could even hear a mumbling going on behind me but felt as though my cock was starting to feel restrained within the confines of my tewng.

I still hadn’t paid attention as my tongue comes out to wet my lips as her hips continue their hypnotic sashay, it wasn’t until I felt my cock pulse that I had realized what was happening, face turning to face my lap as the mumbling starts becoming clearer and I can hear how angry Spider is.

I’d suddenly been able to register the words Spider had been mumbling and went along the lines of me being a skxawng for not having a filter or consideration for my word choice, but I knew that at this moment none of that mattered, I needed to get up and go to my secluded spot away from people to get the alone time my body desperately craved. I uttered a half assed apology toward the guy before turning hotly on my heels to escape him.

It doesn’t take me too long to find my hideaway as I step into the cool cave, feeling how warm my body had been after watching her walk away as my back leans up against the wall, goosebumps covering my body, digging my hand into my tewng and hissing upon contact.

“Shit,” I mumble, bringing my cock out from the confines of my tewng and feeling the cool air wrap around it, hissing, simultaneously squeezing my shaft as I watch the bead of precome slide out.

I waste no time in dragging my hand up and down my shaft, collecting the beads of precome that slide out to glide my hand across the head before dragging it down to lube up the rest of my length, biting my lip and grunting as my hips gain a mind of their own and start to pump into my hand.

All I could do was bring myself to close my eyes as I envisioned her walking away once more, assessing her movements as my teeth dig into my bottom lip, feeling as my hips stuttered right as my orgasm ripped through me, opening my eyes and watching as the ropes of cum splatter on the floor, attempting to catch my breath as I shove myself back inside my tewng to appear presentable.

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I had been spending more time with Spider recently and I enjoyed it. I had come up to him a little while ago to ask him about being out of the lab and he had answered every one of my questions, he was such a kind soul and I’m starting to feel as though I’m becoming great friends with him, he doesn’t seem annoyed at me so far, unless he’s hiding it well.

I’d been able to hang out with him every once in a while and he’d decided to take me out to do some exploring of my own, something that had excited me. It

“You might want to change out of those clothes though, it’s pretty hot out there, I don’t think you’d be comfortable with those clothes.” He explains with his hands on his hips.

“What should I wear?” I asked him as he had commented on my long sleeves and jeans. It was usually kept cool in the lab, and being surrounded by metal made it colder, so I always dressed to stay warm.

“Something flowy if you have it,” He shrugs at his own suggestion and I could only think of one item I owned, it belonged to my mother and she had packed it with her so her and my father could have date nights, it was a white maxi-sun dress with little blue flowers all over them.

"I'd rather take my chances-“ I stated with a deadpanned look on my face, not wanting to put that sun dress on my body.

“Oh, I see.” He stated rather quickly before pursing his bottom lip and seemed in deep thought.

“I’ll take you somewhere where nobody will bug us and you can be comfortable in whatever you wear, and I promise, I won’t make fun of you for it at all.” He promises and thats not what gets me to cooperate, its the fact that he said we would be secluded.

But there I was, crouching down onto the floor like Spider had said to, attempting to hide my belly inbetween my legs as Lo’ak had decided to make conversation with us. I could feel the nerves entering my body as he and Spider were talking and started thinking of an exit strategy until Spider directed his questions toward me and started involving me in their conversation.

Lo’ak didn’t seem to mind as I answered some questions of my own and I could feel my own body beginning to to relax the more we talked, starting to feel a small sense of belonging, then Lo’ak had mentioned how warm it was.

“Would you say its hot today?” Spider asks me in Na’Vi and I am tempted to giggle as he had been going in and out of both languages.

“A little, but not as hot as days prior,” I responded back in Na’Vi this time, wondering if maybe I had been the reason he had been interchanging languages.

“Is that why you wore something different today?” Lo’ak asks with a smile playing at his lips and I could feel my self hatred washing over me, I knew I was seconds away from letting the tears start to form in my eyes before standing rather quick, stating the first excuse I could think of as I opened my mouth.

“I have to go back to the lab, thank you for teaching me about the flora, Spider, I appreciate it.” I stated and wanted to leave but knew it would be rather rude of me to not address Lo’ak either, feeling beyond nervous as I turn to him, hoping my hands were hiding my stomach well enough before speaking.

“I had fun talking with you,” I stated in a half-assed manner before offering a fake smile and turning hotly on my heels and walking back toward hells gate, which was still in view as I scurried off, weaving through the roots of the tree’s and being careful to not trip.

“Hey, back so soon?” Norm asks as he continues to focus on his research, looking up at me at the worst possible moment as the tears started streaming down my face.

“What happened?” He is quick to drop what he was working on and walked over toward me, but all I could do was sniffle and start to cry as he wraps his arms around me in comfort. After losing my parents he was the closest thing to a father I even had.

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“Have you seen Y/n?” I asked Spider as I see him walking out of hells gate empty handed, its not like we’d decided to bring her along today, but it had been several weeks since I’d seen her last.

“Yeah.” Is all Spider manages to answer and it makes me furrow my brows as he leaves my question unanswered.

“Where is she?” I asked him and see him turn to face me with a brow raised.

“She’s in there,” He points back toward hells gate before turning around and beginning to walk away from the very place he’d just pointed at.

“Wait-“ I stated too excitedly and watch as he turns around, raising a brow in my direction and pursing his lips as if he had just discovered something, I could only gulp upon staring at his face tie the pieces together.

“Wait.” I stated this time, attempting to push the thought out of his head before he could form it properly, not wanting him to have been able to pin everything down but seeing as the smirk starts forming on his face and realized that it was too late.

“You like her, don’t you?” Spider asks as he points an accusatory finger toward me and all I could do was allow the purple blush to consume my features, ears pinning themselves back automatically, and his laugh being cut off by his own gasp of realization.

“…” I was speechless and had nothing to say, no rebuts, no argument, nothing.

“Thats why you’re a skxawng around her, it finally makes sense, so the reason you left quickly the other day was because- oh my Eywa!”

“Spider!” I raised my voice to get him to stop but his eyes had already flickered down to my groin before coming back up to meet mine, I sigh heavily and roll my eyes at the man before me, I wasn’t sure how else to respond or what else could have been said since he’d cracked the code.

“Well you have to tell her,” He suggests as if it were obvious but I felt myself blushing once more.

“I can’t just tell her,” I groan in embarrassment.

“Why not?” He makes his way over toward me and squats down as I sit on the ground beneath me.

“Well…”

_________

“Hey,”

I stop dead in my tracks as I hear the voice of the person I’d been attempting to avoid for a while finally break through my concentration on this math problem I had been working on, my body immediately tensing upon hearing his voice, and my skin getting covered in goosebumps as a shiver threatened to run along my spine.

I turn my head to see the blue man and feel as though I had been caught doing something I shouldn’t have been doing, knowing I shared a look of guilt as my eyes were widened, I could attempt an escape but the only exit from where I sat was behind him and I knew I wasn’t fast enough.

“Hello?” My statement came out as a question since I hadn’t been expecting him here, he brings his tongue out to wet his lips as he nods understandingly, a hmph leaving his lips.

“You gonna tell me why you’re avoiding me?” He asks in a stern voice and that catches me off guard.

“I’m not?” I sounded as though I were trying to convince myself and even I could hear how pathetic that answer was.

“Don’t make me bully the answer out of you.” He states and I can feel the goosebumps rise on my skin once more, wondering what he meant by that.

“I’m not avoiding you.” I could actually believe myself that time.

“Bullshit,” He rolls his eyes and places his arms across his chest, taking a couple steps forward, my eyes glance over to check how far the only exit is from the lab tables I’m sitting at but still notice it a long ways away, looking back at Lo’ak as soon as possible to not seem as though I’m planning an escape route, but looking back at him he was already in front of me, a gasp leaving my lips upon seeing him standing before me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks in such a stern voice I felt as though I were in trouble, but a spark of arousal makes itself comfortable as I stare up into his green eyes, he was standing three heads taller than me while I sat, so I had to crane my neck up to look at him.

“I wasn’t-“ I started to poorly explain that I hadn’t been trying to go anywhere before he cut me off by squatting down so he could be eye level with me.

“Bull. Shit.” He enunciates his words and I could feel myself preemptively squeeze my thighs together, a movement so subtle I doubt he’d caught it since my thighs had already been close together.

“Guess I’ll have to bully it out of you.” He stated rather smoothly for the situation he had put me in.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked as I had been unsure of what he meant before he places a hand on my bare thigh, I wanted to slap his hand off, not because of his actions but because of how my thighs were.

My eyes trail down to watch as he leaves his hand on my thigh but moves his thumb to caress it gently, his own eyes focused on the action he had been doing, his other hand coming up toward my other thigh and repeating the action, he seemed mesmerized.

“What are you doing?” I asked nervously as he experimentally squeezes them, all of my confidence running out the door as he did so, and silently cursing at myself for having worn a skirt that rides up this far when I sat.

“Why are you avoiding me.” He repeats and averts my eyes from him, not wanting to look at him as my anxiety had been rising, making me too nervous to talk.

“M’ not.” I mutter a little too quietly, knowing damn well he could hear me since I’d seen his ears rising upward to listen.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” He asks as his hands ride up higher on my thighs, now gently pushing the fabric of my skirt, I could only bite my lip as my arousal was starting to grow.

“You heard me.” I stated rather boldly considering the situation I was in.

“Hmm,” He hums as a response before shifting his eyes from his own hands back up toward mine, making me stop breathing.

“I did,” He admits as he holds eye contact with me “Did you know I could smell you, too?” He asks and I feel myself inhaling sharply through my nose, my body stiffened at the thought of him having known that I had somehow found this arousing. His hands start inching closer before stopping right as the tips of his fingers disappeared underneath the fabric of my skirt.

He’s eyeing me as if waiting for my confirmation to continue, but I could only narrow my eyes, silently betting he wouldn’t do anything, not sure where this surge of confidence was coming from. His smirk forming on his features as he pushes one hand further until he finally comes into contact with my underwear.

He doesn’t stop there as his other hand moves further up my thigh as well, going further up toward the side of my hips, and dipping his hands down to the swell of my ass, actively lifting me up quickly and dragging me closer toward him, a yelp leaving my mouth as soon as he’d tugged me toward his body only to have him bring his nose closer to my crotch and take a long whiff.

“Lo’ak!” I yelled and was tempted to hit his head, but my bum was on the very edge of the chair and I’d been using both hands to hold myself from falling off.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” He asks again and I roll my eyes.

“I’m not avoiding you,” I lied once more but in hindsight I wanted this to keep going a little longer, I wanted to see how far he’d actually go.

“And I’m orange all over,” He mutters before his eyes trail down toward where my skirt still covers my body and I’m silently thanking Eywa I wore one today, feeling one of his hands trace the edge of my underwear before letting his thumb settle between the lips of my cunt, pushing his finger right on my clit, staying completely still, his eyes traveling back up toward mine as I attempt not to squeak.

“I’m- I’m n-not,” I stuttered out and watch as he rolls his own eyes, beginning to rub the fabric of my panties onto my clit, the foreign feeling sending a jolt of electricity down my spine and feeling my hips buck automatically.

“Mhm.” He mumbles passively while continuing to rub over my sensitive bud, a gasp finally leaving my lips, his eyes staring at my mouth as a small smile plays at his lips.

“Lo’ak-“ I mutter and find his eyes trail back up to meet mine.

“I don’t want you speaking unless you can answer my question, pretty girl.” He stated and I let out a squeak.

“But m’ n-not,” I mutter out at my hips bucking again, he doesn’t stop his movements but he does slow them down.

“Not what?” He asks, hand not slowing down and the feeling teetering on an orgasm.

“Not pretty?” He asks and I nod my head, not able to find the words, until he ceases his movements completely.

“Lo-“ I stated as I hadn’t wanted this to stop, only to be met with an angered expression.

“I never want to hear you say that again, got it?” I know he wasn’t asking, he was making a statement, I could only bite my lip anxiously as I nodded my head, silently praying he would continue his ministrations and feeling his other hand coming up from behind my ass, pushing my underwear to the side and inserting a finger in my sopping cunt.

“Lo’ak,” I moaned as soon as his digit plunged into me, feeling his other hand working my clit once more, letting my head fall back onto the backrest of the chair.

“I wanna hear you say it,” He slows his hands and I feel a sense of frustration, I could only lift my head back up to look at him.

“Say wh-what?” I asked him, wanting to get this over with but catching the emotion he held in his eyes and feeling as though I were melting, his sweet smile popping on his face before he responded.

“I wanna hear you say you’re a pretty girl, mamas.” He stated. “The more you say it the faster I’ll go.” He stated as he begins to set a slow pace.

“Thats ridiculous,” I stated and almost laughed until he stopped his movements completely.

“Lo’ak-“

“Say it.”

“I-I’m a pretty girl?” I questioned but felt him smile, a firm nod of his head served as his acceptance before his finger started but was set at a slow pace, I could feel my cheeks growing hot at the comment and wanted to refrain from saying it anymore but I knew that I wouldn’t get to come at the pace he was going.

“You know what to do if you want me to go faster, mamas.” He comments as his tongue peeks out to wet his lips again and I’d be lying if I didn’t think I’d want his tongue on me.

“I’m a p-pretty gi-rl,” I stutter through before he leans down to plant a kiss on my thigh as he speeds up, now attempting to prod at me with a second finger while his pupils dilate a little.

“I’m a pretty g-girl,” I mumble once more and feel his second finger sliding in, a gasp escaping me as my legs spread wider, giving Lo’ak a better view but not caring.

“Narlor ‘eve,” He responds in Na’Vi and all I could do was shut my eyes tighter as he speeds his fingers and planting a second kiss on my thigh higher than where he had left the previous one.

“Come on mamas, I’ll slow down if I don’t hear you say it,”

“Not fair,” I complained and wiggled my hips to come closer to his for a second before feeling him stop his movements altogether.

“I’m a fuckin’ pretty girl, please I’m a pretty girl,” I end up loosing my sanity in the process as I’d come to realize just how good his fingers had been treating me.

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I could feel my own cock stirring at the sounds she had been letting out as I fingered her sopping cunt, wanting nothing more than to bury myself deep inside her until she didn’t remember her own name, but I had a feeling we had been getting close to that point.

“Come on mamas, I’ll slow down if I don’t hear you say it,” I commented as she had seemed to be enjoying herself a little too much, seeing her adorable face scrunch up in frustration.

“Not fair,” She whines while wiggling her hips closer to my fingers in a poor attempt to feel some sense of pleasure, I could only smirk as I look down and see her pussy peeking out from underneath her skirt, underwear pushed to the side as she took the pleasure I had been giving her very well.

“I’m a fuckin’ pretty girl, please, I’m a pretty girl,” She begs and it makes me groan loudly as I hump the air in an even worse attempt at feeling some sort of relief from it but grunting in annoyance as it didn’t do anything.

“Yes you are,” I coo back at her as I my fingers pick up to the speed they were once at, feeling her gummy walls squeeze on my digits and biting my lip, seeing the skin of her exposed thigh and threatened to bite the inner side of it lightly, giving into my own desires as I lean down and give her another kiss on her thigh, taking some of the skin between my teeth and biting lightly.

“Lo’ak, please-“ She whines as she starts bucking her hips toward my fingers.

“I’m. A. Pretty. Girl.” She enunciates every word as she bucks her hips against my hand and as promised I begin to go faster than before watching as she throws her head back.

“Fuck-“ I mutter before throwing caution to the wind, removing my hand from her clit, and sticking my face down on it to taste her for the first time, feeling overly horny and closing my eyes as I groan at her taste, swiping my tongue all around her while continually fingering her.

“Lo’ak, I’m cumming!” She yells out but before I could tip her over the edge I remove my fingers and mouth from her cunt, her head shooting up quickly as she furrows her brow in my direction, legs still spread.

“What the fuck did you do that for!” She yells before I lick my fingers of her juices, watching as she bites her lip and whimpers lightly, still furrowing her brows in my direction.

“Because I wanted to know if you were avoiding me.”

“Are you fucking serious?” She asks rather taken aback than angry

“Fine.” She sits up and crosses her arms across her chest, it hadn’t occurred to me that her nipples had been hardened underneath the fabric of her shirt, my eyes trailing up to meet hers as I take in the state of her fucked-out face.

“I was avoiding you,” She rolls her eyes as she admits and I crack a smile.

“Was that so hard?” I tease her only to watch as she places her arm on my shoulder to give it as good a shove as she could.

“Yes, now make me come.” Her small words are almost incoherent but my ears stood at attention as she spoke, catching every word and turning my smile into a smirk, I knew she’d crack under pressure.

“Aye aye, mamas.” I salute her as I stand to only see her features contort into one of confusion, she opened her mouth to ask a question, but I shot her down by beating her to it.

“I want you on this lab table, legs spread, no complaints.” I demanded and watch as she nods slowly before getting off the chair, placing her hands on the waistband of her skirt and almost tugging it off.

“Slide your underwear off but leave the skirt on,” I stated and watch as she lets go of the waistband of her skirt and digs underneath instead, stepping out of her underwear and flinging it back behind her without sparing a glance.

I find her staring adorable before I impatiently place my hands on her waist, easily lifting her up and sitting her on the edge of the lab table she was writing on, the look of surprise on her face feeding my ego.

I don’t bother waiting for conversation to pick back up again before planting my lips onto hers, hearing her small moan as she attempt to bring my body closer to hers.

#avatar #avatar smut #afab reader #avatar the way of water #avatar the way of water smut #human reader #lo’ak x y/n #lo’ak sully #lo’ak smut #lo’ak avatar #lo’ak x reader #lo’ak te suli tsyeyk’itan

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r0t-t1ngxeyy · 2 months

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*~•`°🌟 LEVIATHAN HEADCANONS

Because he's silly asf

Get it up - Mindless Self Indulgence (A song he'd listen to im not gonna lie)

I think we can all agree he might be on the spectrum autism right??? Right????

He literally info dumps Mc and that's like the first interaction where he isn't stuttering or degrading himself!! He's into TSL, Ruri chan, and that idol group too ig👽

100% chubby. That or if he does work out, probably a sleeper build. But I'm sticking to him being a lil chubby!!

Unlike Beel, he doesn't really work out so the stuff he eats which mostly is junk food (Cup noodles and what not) give into his chub:33 I think he might run around anime cons or work out a bit to impress his stream though lol!!

He definitely streams 100%!! There's probably a whole group of deviltubers he's in as well.

He probably mostly streams fps games, horror games (he's a pussy though), and sometimes shitty dating sims just for a good laugh. This might actually be canon but I don't remember

Pale. Not heavenly pale, sickly pale.

Unlike Asmodeus or even Satan, he looks like a horror game protagonist kinda pale LOLL!!

You'd catch him in his demon form all the time

He just fucks heavy with it. It's comforting actually!! It gives him a sense of strength. A reminder that he's the Avatar of Envy, not just some otaku. So..it's more of an ego-boost lol

Chronically online. Heavily chronically online!!

Ever since the fall, he's been cooped up all his life in Devildom. Soon discovering that an online presence might not be too bad, he dives wayy too deep into the depths for his own good. The internet was his coping mechanism, and still is. Even if he does go outside (every once in a while) he's always on his phone.

So he unironically uses internet slang irl. Ranging from simple 'Omg', 'Lol' to full blown 'backspace', 'F', 'Why are you talking to me in caps'. He swears it's just a joke but his streams prove otherwise.

"That's so cancel worthy"

"Mogged that shit up right there"

Probably an incel (As a joke) (He wouldn't actually)

He watches female streamers, not just any BUT specifically Female Vtubers. It's just so funny to think of holy moly!!! Most of the time he makes fan accounts online as a joke but it can get out of hand

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rosyjn · 1 year

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jake sully masterlist

MDNI, adult works on here.

-wax play, avatar mating season day ??

-aftercare, avatar mating season day 1

x human reader!!

-riding dilf Jake’s face

Long time no writing..

-quick

Y’all are just sooo needy and horny that the sex is clothed!

- eye contact 👁️

Gentle, like has some casual dominance if you squint

-jealous dilf

breeding, spitting in mouth, hand on throat STEAMY

-riding his abs

-day 11 kinkmas

breeding

-thought

-kinkmas day 2 2023

Titty fucking

-kinkmas day 1 2023

cockwarming

-tits guy.

You already know…😈

- random thought

Nsfw, porn without plot

-just seggs w Jake

nsfw just short sexy time

-dilf!jake disciplines you after you guys get home (smut)

self explanatory

-you and Jake are a little too loud… (smut)

when you and jake are fucking in the tent but unfortunately norm and grace can hear

-taking Jake to Utraya Mokri (smut)

"we've been goin' at it like rabbits, how are you still horny??"

-dilf!jake can’t control himself when he sees human reader with an ice cream (smut)

-part 2 of above (also smut)

-you get drunk and Jake has to discipline you 🙄

rough smut! spanking!

-short lil fic abt overstim w Jake and then the aftermath (smut)

again self explanatory

-jake sully headcanons (contains nsfw)

thoughts...

- human Jake and reader have a lil fun when she gets locked out of her room (smut)

little angsty if you squint but mostly funsies!

-just a lil thought abt ma jake..

sex in the tent w/ him

-"are you sure you want this? if i start, i might not be able to stop..." smuttt jake sullyyy

cute little fun nsfw he fucks you on the ground

-Husband!jake headcanons

sfw

-"I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention," JAKE SULLY X READER SMUTTTT

jake being annoying and then sex lmao

-Dilf!Jake w his little halloween traditions from earth (no smut🙄)

sweet one sfw

-"What? Does that feel good?" dilf!jake sully messing around with you during a party. (SMUTT) (Not proofread sorry guys 🙏)

mischeivous and then weird angst, then nsfw

-rough seggs w jake bc jealousy SMUTTT

rough...

-jake sully x chubby reader smut

not genuine smut but he gets into it, then the story cuts bc im lazy

-HUMAN JAKE X NORM’S SISTER SMUTTTT

pretty long one compared to my others. reader is a sciencey girl.

-POV: You get a letter from Jake… &

all sweet and then jake gets long-distance-horny

-“Bed. Now.”

face down ass up 😈

-Roommate (human Jake)

longest one yet i think, but yeah SEX AND RIDING :)

-Dilf!jake who wants to get his human girl pregnant (SMUT)

read the title lmaooo

-“let me fuck the problem away”

stress relief..

-getting her to confess (dilf Jake)

jake has his own unique way of getting words out of you

-dilf!jake w virgin reader

first time with him

-“Let me show ya”

Jake giving you your first aftercare

-“You like rough? I’ll show you rough,”

reader says she wants jake to be less gentle during sex, so he fucks her dumb right there.

-birthday present.

unconventional birthday treat...

-Cola

lana del rey lyrics, how they relate to jakey

-giving him a handjob, kinktober 2023 day 1.

lunaskinktober 2023

-him eating you out, kinktober 2023 day 2.

lunaskinktober 2023

- riding his thigh, kinktober 2023 day 3.

lunaskinktober 2023

-dilf!jake spanking you, kinktober 2023 day 4.

lunaskinktober 2023

-Jake x human reader

doing it in the bathroom :)

-bf!jake thoughts

Slight nsfw

-giving dilf!jake a blowie, kinktober 2023 day 7.

lunaskinktober 2023

-dominant Jake

little nsfw, just a blurb abt him being casually dominant and reader getting drunk.

-dilf!jake and you while you’re in restraints, kinktober day 11

lunaskinktober 2023

-jake sully fingering you, kinktober day 12.

lunaskinktober 2023

- first 69 with Jake, kinktober day 14

lunaskinktober 2023

- size difference, kinktober day 15.

lunaskinktober 2023

-how he loves your tail

A1 Jake and na’vi reader

-my man, his bruises

kind of sad, not nsfw

-begging, kinktober day 17

lunaskinktober 2023

-just a thought

with mating press and breeding..

-edging, kinktober day 20

lunaskinktober 2023

-In rut 🥶

Hottt

-toruk makto>

cocky Jake!

-biting you, kinktober day 23

lunaskinktober 2023

-Rough, kinktober day 24

lunaskinktober 2023

-the best medicine

him doing you while you’re sick to cheer you up!

- catching in you the act, kinktober day 25

lunaskinktober 2023

- overstim, human!jake x reader kinktober day 26

lunaskinktober 2023

- praise with subby Jake, kinktober day 28

lunaskinktober 2023

-dirty talk with dilf!jake, kinktober day 29

lunaskinktober 2023

-A1 jake eats you out when you’re mad at him

Lowkey feels unfinished I’m sorry y’all

-sub Jake hcs

so so so short

- dilf!jake and bratty reader

🫐

- dilf!jake catching you in your first heat

Not proofread sorry! Tell me if there are errors.

-Jake using his tail …

short, pretty sfw.

dilf Jake w virgin reader

shortttt

- using the safe word

Rough!

-missionary blurb, random af.

-Jake feeling bad after forgetting aftercare

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torukmaktoskxawng · 9 months

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hi, I was wondering if you could do a part to your grace lives au that’s like right after the first movie and it’s her finding out she pregnant and the aftermath of the war. No pressure of course, I would just love to see you take on what happened.😊

(Guys fr there need to be more Grace gifs)

At first, Dr. Augustine is in denial.

She noticed the signs in her body but stubbornly ignored them since it was scientifically impossible for her to be pregnant. Since she wasn't physically showing, she was able to ignore it for a long time, juggling her work, the Na'vi, and the one-year-old human boy she recently adopted. It wasn't like she could trust any of the idiot scientists who worked for her to raise a child, so she "begrudgingly" became the baby's mother.

Since Spider wasn't big enough to fit into a breathing mask, Grace had spent the majority of her days squished inside the small rooms of Hell's Gate, doing her best to raise him while also trying to continue her work. Now that she didn't have any RDA pigs breathing down her neck and monitoring all her research, she thought she'd have all the time in the world to do whatever she wanted. That is, until Spider.

It happened on one of the rare occasions Mo'at had stopped by the compound to see her old friend. The tsahik of the Omatikaya was more than happy to sit cross-legged on the ground of the lab to keep Spider company while Grace did her work. The scientist thought she'd be able to get stuff done with Mo'at keeping an eye on her son, but she was wrong.

"How long has he been doing that, Kìreysì?"

Grace looked over her shoulder to see what the tsahik meant. Spider was bent over, keeping himself steady on his hands and feet, planted on the floor while he tried peeking his head between his legs, looking up at Grace, and giggling with his cute little toothless grin.

She analyzed her son with a small smile, satisfied that he wasn't in trouble or in danger, then returned to her teeny tiny microscope, "He's been doing that for about a week now."

"Do you understand the significance?"

Grace shrugs, half distracted as she answers, "Well, back on Earth, there was a superstition. Babies who did that were said to be trying to tell their mothers they were pregnant."

Mo'at hums thoughtfully, a smile beginning to grow as she watches the little human baby in front of her continue to giggle between his own chubby legs, "Perhaps we are more alike than we originally thought. The Na'vi believe this superstition as well."

"I don't."

"Why?"

The avatar scoffed with mirth in her tone, "Because that would mean Spider thinks I'm pregnant. And I'm not."

"Are you certain?"

"I haven't been with anyone, Mo'at. It's not possible."

Mo'at rose, but not to her full height in order to avoid colliding her head against the ceiling. She crouched, shuffling her way to Grace, before offering her hands out to the other woman, "May I?"

Grace looks over her shoulder once more, clocking the tsahik reaching out to her and sighs, resigned to this conversation, "Mo'at. There's no need--"

"Indulge me, my friend."

She sighed, defeated, and turned to face the Na'vi woman. Mo'at inspects Grace with methodic, experienced healing hands, poking and prodding along the sides of Grace's breasts, and pulled away when the scientist winced from the tenderness. Mo'at eyes Grace with suspicion before moving her hands down toward the woman's stomach, below her belly button, before huffing with confidence and pulling away.

Fully facing Grace with her conclusion, albeit a bit smug, Mo'at smiled with joy and amusement as she tsked at her old friend, "Kìreysì, you claim to be a woman of practicality and yet you didn't even realize how your body was changing to make room for the life inside you."

Instead of shock, Grace went straight for defiance and denial, "No. I realize that my body is changing. I've known for a while now, but since it's not even remotely possible, I coughed it up to stress. I mean, why wouldn't it be? You know what it's like, right? To work with morons alongside doing your job and raising a child, let alone the two that you raised? Are you telling me you've never felt stressed?"

"If I recall, I went to my mate whenever I felt such stress," Mo'at eyed her with curiosity, "But you're saying you haven't gone to anyone?"

"No," Grace snarled with slight irritation, annoyed with having to repeat herself but kept her emotions semi-in check in Mo'at's presence, peering up at the ceiling to restrain herself from snapping, "I haven't been with anyone in years."

~~~~~~~~~

Despite what Grace did or didn't believe, she finally had to come to terms that she was, in fact, pregnant once her stomach visibly grew and a small fist decided to hit her from the inside. Once she recovered from freaking out over that feeling, she begrudgingly decided to admit to Mo'at she was wrong and then proceeded to let her peers and friends know the news.

"Are you serious?" Norm voiced everyone's initial thoughts, but he was the only one to voice it. Max and the other human scientists were much more afraid of confronting Grace, especially now that she was in her avatar form permanently. Nevertheless, neither Max nor any of the other scientists could hide their shock from her.

Jake, the ever-prominent little shit that he was, scoffed with a small grin, arms crossed in front of him, "So who's the lucky guy?"

Neytiri smacked her mate's arm, bouncing a newlyborn Neteyam in the sling that was strapped to her chest. The sight of her former student now with a baby only reminded Grace she was old and that her situation felt more impossible than before. How can sweet, little Neytiri now be a mother? Where has the time gone?

Despite her love for Neytiri, Grace sneered at the idiot she chose for a mate, "I'm not like you. I don't shack up with the first Na'vi I meet."

Jake loudly choked on his own spit, and despite the crudeness, Neytiri eyed Grace with a small spark of amusement. If there was one person Neytiri could rely on to put her mate in his place, it was Grace.

After Jake recovered, he voiced what everyone else was thinking, "But... then how can you possibly be...?"

"I don't know!" She snaps, swiftly handing Little Spider to Neytiri so she can lay into the jarhead she took under her wing without startling her son, "It's scientifically impossible, Jake! I don't need to have The Talk with you about the birds and the bees now, do I?"

Norm and the other scientists began to cough to hide their laughter under their breaths, especially at the horrified expression on Jake's face.

A/N: Sorry for the long post! I got carried away XD

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