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pandoraslxna · 2 months

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pervert!neteyam masturbating and imagine he's fucking reader 🫣

A mighty warriors need

adult Neteyam x female omatikaya reader

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Summary: The only trouble Neteyam allows himself to get into, is you.

Warnings: explicit smut, voyeurism, male masturbation, teacher/student dynamic, reader trained for her iknimaya at 18, slight age difference (Neteyam is 28, reader is 20), sexual fantasies

Notes: Just something short while we wait for my precious sun to come back and continue her event <3

Adult Neteyam art was made by @Cinetrix 🩵

Neteyam, for all that he tries to stay out of trouble and follow into his father’s footsteps, has never had a particularly relaxing life, or even one lazy day all to himself.

He has also always been what dad calls an "early bird".

When he was a child, his father told him stories of the time when he was a soldier on earth, how his superiors had called him an early bird too, because he was always the first to wake. Dad said, it‘s a quality that shows of discipline.

And that’s part, if not the main reason, why Neteyam has always raised from his hammock before the very first rays of sun could even cast over the horizon.

Stretching his limbs, his tired bones crack and he has to stifle a chuckle because he knows if mother was awake she would scold him because she dislikes the sound of that. After rolling his hammock together and stuffing it away, he walks over to his siblings, all three of them still sound asleep.

He pulls Tuks blanket up, gives her a little kiss on the forehead and then leans over to tip Lo‘aks chin up so he closes his mouth and rolls over in his sleep. It stops him from snoring, and then Neteyam watches with a fond smile how Kiris brows relax as the annoying sound finally stops.

Dad is now up too. He hears him shuffle around quietly in the dark, then nods his head at him when they pass each other. A silent greeting to not wake the rest of the family, before Neteyam ties his cummerbund around his hips and steps outside.

He knows his father is in no rush to start the day before he had what the human called coffee, a brownish powder brewed in a cup. It’s one of the very few human quirks his old man can’t seem to lay off.

But neither he nor the rest of the family seem to mind. It also gives him time to participate in the sacred morning rituals, offering prayers to Eywa, before he goes to pick fruit for breakfast.

Alongside his father, he then attends council meetings where they discuss matters of governance, strategize for the clan's protection, and ensure the well-being of their community.

As a skilled warrior, Neteyam leads training sessions for younger Na'vi warriors. He prepares his students for their upcoming iknimaya, imparting his knowledge of combat and hunting techniques, survival skills and the importance of harmony with nature, as well as the balance of life that eywa protects.

It’s not everyday, but he also engages in diplomatic meetings with neighboring clans whenever his father is too busy to attend himself, fostering alliances and resolving conflicts. It‘s his diplomacy skills, honed through years of observing his father, that help him navigate discussions and negotiations, that ensure the unity and prosperity of their people, which are also well respected, especially among the olangi clan. The flight on his ikran is short, and it’s barely an hour before he‘s back home.

Evenings are dedicated to spending time with his family. Neteyam joins his parents, siblings and the rest of the clan in sharing a meal, one who’s meat he often participated in hunting the day prior. Engaging in the lively conversations around him has always come naturally to him.

You see, with great responsibilities befitting his impending role, his day was usually filled with numerous duties and commitments, leaving barely any time for him to step out of line even if he wanted to. The only time during his busy day that he made sure was strictly reserved for himself, was the time past eclipse.

As the sun sets and dawn casts its ethereal glow over the forest, he leaves behind the clamor of his responsibilities and disappears far off the village. With agile grace, he climbs onto a tree, finding solace on a sturdy branch that offers a panoramic view of the forest below.

Seated high off the ground, Neteyam takes a deep breath, inhaling the fragrance of the forest. He closes his eyes, allowing the soothing sounds of nature to envelop him, the rustling leaves, the distant calls of animals, before he opens them again. Right on cue, he hears the sweet humming sound coming from below him, where a small river ripples.

He can't help it. He should perhaps try harder to help it, but he cannot quite summon the willpower.

His position gives him the perfect view of the main reason he occupied himself here in the first place. It was something he just had to do to maintain his focus and equilibrium. It even reached a point where he found himself eager for it, looking forward to this rare moment he had all to himself. The only time where he allowed himself to act upon his own desires. And it was the rush of adrenaline and the excitement of doing something so forbidden and dishonorable that bought him here day after day.

This spot here in the forest, this river below– it was your favored bathing spot. And Neteyam always made sure he had front row seats to the little private show you so unknowingly put on just for him.

The thing that Neteyam had with you, was that you‘ve always been trouble. The only kind of trouble he ever allowed himself to get into.

Logically, he’s known it since the first day of your training, when you were one of his numeyu [students]. He’d watched you undercut his authority a little more with every lesson, and underneath the spark of annoyance that had flooded his veins, he remembers thinking: this one’s going to be trouble, in the kind of way that made him want to smile. He hadn’t, at the time– but he had wanted to, and that was no small feat.

Now, you’re trouble in a different kind of way. Still in a way that makes him smile, but now... you’re the kind of trouble that he thinks could fuck up every single rule and regulation he’s ever made to keep himself disciplined, and he’s fairly sure that he’d let you if you asked nicely.

Fuck, he’d probably let you if you didn’t ask him at all.

His throat feels tight as he glances down below, his hungry gaze landing on you just the moment you untie your loincloth and let it slide down to your ankles. His eyes travel over every inch of your exposed skin, every curve of your body, as you step into the shallow water.

Eywa, you’re a real sight.

Splashing some of the water onto your chest, he watches every little drop roll over your pretty tits, down to your navel. It’s like you’re making a show out of this, bending down to collect more water into your palms in a way that gives him the perfect view of your pretty pussy from behind.

Great mother, the things he would do to press his face between your thighs, smell your arousal, to taste the wetness.

Neteyam can’t help but let his hand skim over his chest, his toned abs and down past the cord that holds his loincloth together. His cock is hard and aching beneath the fabric, begging to be touched. He feels his heart speed up in anticipation, so he shuffles out of his clothes and wraps a hand around his shaft.

Squeezing the tip of his cock, where it turns from blue into a faint hue of purple, he forces the very first droplets of pre-cum to form and spill over his knuckles. There’s a tightness, a warmth that swells inside him and it gets even worse when he inhales deeply and your scent fills his nostrils and he bites down on his lip to hold in a moan.

It’s the same scent that was right under his nose when he had trained you not many years ago. When he had guided your hands to hold your bow, corrected your stance by pressing himself against your back and straightening your spine. It’s the same scent, just so much sweeter now that he has his cock in his hand.

He then rolls your name in his mouth, testing the syllables in a hushed whisper. He can envision moaning it, wants to moan it if he can be completely honest.

Neteyam watches you use different soaps and kinds of oils you made out of herbs and tree sap to rub into your skin. Your hands cup your breasts, palms running over your perky nipples until they’re shining in said oil and he imagines those perfect tits bounce right in front of his face while you’re riding him.

It’s a mouth watering image in front of his minds eye. You on top, your back arched, your hips rolling. And Neteyam, rolling right back, on his elbows, mouthing your breasts, your collar bone, feeling the way you would squeeze around his length as you ride him.

He runs a ghosting touch down his stomach, the vision of your hand doing it. The imaginary weight of you on his lap grinding down on his hard member to put some friction onto your needy clit might have made him come when he was younger, but now he just groaned and let one hand wander to his balls to gently squeeze and knead them. His other hand strokes faster, tugging from base to tip in a quick rhythm that makes his eyes flutter closed for a moment.

Neteyam can’t seem to keep them away from you, though, so he quickly opens them again. Feeling the pressure build and the heat start to flood his system, he attentively watched your delicate hands roam your body to further massage the oils and natural soaps into your skin.

He could almost feel those fingers on his cock, kneading the flesh of his inner thighs, wandering up and down, gripping him tightly, urging him on. He could imagine exactly how your hips would circle against his groin, the rub and retreat designed to tease his cock until he couldn’t fight it anymore and just started mindlessly rutting against your body.

Stepping deeper into the river, a content little moan leaves your parted lips as the water encircles your middle. It’s just now that he sees you have a wooden bowl with you. It floats on top of the water’s surface, before you dip it into the water and then empty it over your head to rins yourself off. Neteyam imagines the feel of it sluicing over your shoulders, your breasts, your belly, soothing tired and aching muscles. He imagines the warmth of the water flowing further down, dripping off your rounded hips, your mound. Stroking himself faster, he imagines running his tongue along your skin to catch every drop of water, imagines how rich it would taste of you. It’s such a perverted thought, so shamefully dirty that the sheer thought of voicing those fantasies makes his cock throb so hard that his breath catches in his throat.

It’s so dirty– he is so dirty.

If only you knew how many times he came into his fist with your name on his lips and those thoughts in his head. Neteyams face burns hot with shame, and he doesn't need a mirror to know it's suffused with a purplish blush.

Shuddering, then moaning softly, he stares as if hypnotized at those wonderfully plump lips of yours.

Eywa, he was really losing the battle with his own arousal. His thoughts jumped from one filthy image to the other, it was hard for him to focus on any part of your body for more than a minute because there was always something new, something hotter, something he wanted more desperately.

And now it were your lips. Those lips that would feel so incredible wrapped around his length, he knows it. A mouthy little thing like you surely was good for more than just talking back. Knowing you, you would definitely give it your all as you sucked his cock. He knows you would work through the stretch in your throat like a champ, would take him in deeper and deeper despite the way the fat tip of his cock would make you gag and bring tears to your eyes. You would suck him like your life depended on it, he was sure of it. And you would enjoy it. Would milk him dry over and over again, hell you would definitely beg him to let you suck him off.

Neteyam felt his orgasm overtake him, heat surging through his body like white fire. His hand moved faster, quick strokes that made his chest heave with desperation, chasing that pleasure high like prey, but then you– you turned around, and fuck, your gaze suddenly lands right on him. So direct, if his head was anywhere near clear enough to think, he would’ve realized that you must’ve known that he was there this whole time. But it was already too late now.

Eyes dark with lust, Neteyam held your eyes captive as you then wordlessly pushed him into his orgasm with a seductive little wink, watching with a growing smirk how his back arched and rope after rope of cum splattered against his palm.

See? You’re trouble. Trouble, in the worst of ways.

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strongheartneteyam · 4 months

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burning blue flames.

pairing: neteyam sully x female!human!reader

cw: established relationship, p in v, neteyam on his rut, missionary position, belly bulge, mentions of sexual fluids, neck kissing and licking, neteyam needs reader's pussy like crazy, use of "daddy" and "slut", dominant neteyam, sub reader

oh well what do you know? I'm back with a smut drabble?! I surprise myself lol talking dirty with Neteyam's bot made this flower bloom lol

na'vi words: muntxate (female mate), rutxe (please), muntxatan (male mate)

not proofread. I gotta wake up early tomorrow n I spent almost the whole day out today, walking around in the hot sun lol

♡

with his face buried in your neck, drunk on your scent and while he moaned in almost painful pleasure, neteyam kept rutting into your soaked pussy, your lips swollen because of how many times he had been fucking you lately - definitely more than three times a day. neteyam was in his rut and his na'vi body was prepared to mate all the time but your human one wasn't. your body was achy and your pussy was sore but he just wouldn't stop pushing his cock into you “teyam, I'm all sore and puffy…” you whimpered “maybe we should take a break” your brows were drawn together as you looked at his face, all full of pleasure and hunger for you “no, muntxate. I'm sorry, but I just can't be without you right now. I'm always hard, always thinking about your tight pussy…” neteyam grunted, his cock all covered with your slick juices “look how well you take me. your pretty pussy was made for my cock. these puffy lips only make it feel better. i love feeling them around my cock.” neteyam started to kiss your neck, his large tongue lapping on your skin, tasting your skin and your salty thin layer of sweat “let me keep using your small hole, hmm? i know it feels good for you. you complain but you keep moaning like a good slut for me. will you be good for daddy?” at this point, after all his kisses and licking on your neck, the feeling of his huge cock burying itself inside of you over and over again and leaving a bulge in your stomach every time it was inside, your pussy was hot and there were no coherent thoughts in your mind. “yes, muntxatan. rutxe, keep using me.” what else could you say? you were glad to help your na'vi boyfriend go through his rut if it meant he would keep making you feel so much pleasure like that. it felt like you were about to explode.

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@criticallybella

@yeosxxx

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thewalkingwillowtree · 10 months

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Safe Haven

Series Part Listing Found Here

Neteyam x Original Na'vi Female Character

Summery: Seeking refuge, Xilä and her father venture to the lands of the Omatikaya clan, in the hopes that the Toruk Makto would be generous in allowing them to stay. This is her story about not only finding her strength, but finding love.

Warning: This story contains smut, violence & abuse (please don't read if these topics will affect you)

Some characters have been aged up. Neteyam in particular is 23.

Xilä is my own creation.

Part 4 - Breakthrough

During Xi’s four week mandatory stay in the healer’s tent, she had seen many patients come and go. Some were weary and completely avoided her, while others made polite conversation.

In her third week she became restless. Her only source of entertainment were the few times her newly proclaimed friends visited or in observing the Tsahìk in her element. The art of healing had become fascinating to her.

And so ever so shyly, she’d asked Mo’at if there were small things she could help with. Things to keep her busy.

Everyday after breakfast and the slew of medicinal tonics Mo’at would lay out for her, Xi would sweep the tent, clean out chambers and tidy bed rolls before being scolded back to resting. Tsahìk had noticed her interest and would ever so often offer up information about the ingredients or tonics she was using- Xi was entirely intrigued.

But her time was up now. By the end of week four she already knew at that point she was practically only taking up space in the Tsahìk’s tent.

So when Neteyam had told her she was not going to be staying with her father yesterday, Xilä had her doubts. First thing this morning though, when he came to collect her for their daily lesson, he told her to pack her things.

Xilä never owned many possessions before. Yet in such a short amount of time, she now had a pair of pretty boots, not one but three whole outfits that were specifically made for her and a small growing collection of little trinkets that Tuk would usually surprise her with during her visits.

Neteyam led her to Salveen’s tent again that morning- him carrying her packed things in a satchel he’d swung across his body.

When they entered, Xi was surprised to see a gruff looking male Na’vi who stood next to an excited, smiling Salveen. The elderly woman quickly smoothened her hair as though trying to make a good impression and then held her joint palms under her chin, her eyes misting slightly.

“Xi, well you already know Salveen, but ah- this is Jxo,” Neyetam said gesturing to the elderly male, “Salveen’s mate.”

The intimidating man gave her a surprising kind smile and polite nod, which she returned.

“They’ve offered to let you stay here, with them,” Neteyam finished.

“What?” Xi asked, in disbelief. “As in...to live? I- but, won’t I be intruding?”

“Never! You are welcomed here. My D’avi is all grown up now and has her own mate and home and I- well, it will be up to you of course, but my Jxo and I would be ever so happy if you stayed. Will you at least come see the space I set up for you?” Salveen rushed out, walking over to pull back a hung up privacy curtain that was not there yesterday.

“It’s not much right now, just your bed- I wasn’t sure if you preferred a hammock but Neteyam said you’d like this better, he mentioned you get cold often. I promise we’ll fix it up nicely. Jxo’s a woodworker, so he’ll build you something nice to store your things in and you tell us whatever else you need and we’ll- Oh darling, what is it?” She broke off, seeing Xi’s expression.

Xi was emotional, she felt choked up and was trying her best to stifle it. “Nothing,” she said, shaking her head with a tiny smile, “Thank you Salveen. It is perfect.”

She walked into the little space and grinned at the neat nest of furs, blankets and leathers. Pretty flowers were strung from the ceiling and there was a odd bright device, which illuminated the space in a soft homey glow. Xi had learnt it was a human contraption called a lamp.

“So…you will stay then?” Salveen asked, with a hopeful smile.

Xi, glanced from her to her husband who was still quietly observing them- his gaze soft upon his wife- to Neteyam who leaned against a beam with his own encouraging expression towards her.

“If you will have me, then yes.”

“Ohhh Jxo! She said yes! Well um- okay, let’s get you settled then.” Salveen was a whirlwind- she practically attacked Neteyam to get her satchel of belongings from him, immediately ushering Xi back into her little nook to help her move in.

Neteyam and Jxo shared matching amused looks then moved back into the centre of the tent to allow the women their space.

“You have no idea how happy you made my mate,” Jxo said gruffly.

Neteyam laughed, “Thank you again, for agreeing to this.” Turning serious he said, “Jxo, Xilä’s father…” he didn’t exactly know how to word it. “He’s not allowed to visit. I don’t want him near her.”

Jxo eyed him for a moment then nodded. “Understood,” he said simply, tapping the handle of the knife on his hip in response.

This was why Neteyam liked the elder. He was a man of few words but he was honestly the best.

Neteyam was greatly surprised at how fast a learner Xi was. In the following three weeks since they’d started her lessons she quickly adapted to the labyrinth of the Omatikaya forest.

She was a determined student. Anything he threw her way she was eager to learn, eager to put her best foot forward and every time she shocked him with her ability to succeed.

They had fallen into a simple routine which suited his schedule. Early every morning he would pick her up from Salveen and Jxo’s where he would more often than not be coaxed by the elderly woman to stay for breakfast.

From there they’d head straight for the forest where they would cover whatever lessons he had planned for the day. They usually shared a late lunch while practicing her English skills, then he’d walk her back to her tent before heading off to perform his other responsibilities.

All that being said, she still pissed him off. She got under his skin for some reason which he was quickly realizing that quite frankly, he found her attractive. It was mostly also her constant notion to obey and submit to his every suggestion or request- irking every fiber of his being.

He gave up trying to get her to stop saying sorry. Sometimes he felt like she was a lost cause but then she’d say or do something to prove him wrong.

Right now, as he corrected her stance as she held a bow, he bit down the need to snap at her. She was flinching at every brush of his fingertips.

It annoyed him that she didn’t trust him. He was not her father. He was not a monster. But he had to remind himself of his own father’s words. About having patience, about being nice.

“For shits sake, would you stop doing that? I'm not going to hurt you!”

And of course…she flinched, again and of course, she apologized.

It was moments like these that he never understood why his father chose him of all people to show her the ways of his people. It made him question the Jake Sully’s sanity.

Neteyam was a soldier, a great warrior. He thought himself a great teacher too, since he also trained many warriors beneath him. But this was different. He couldn’t be the hard-ass he usually was with his trainees. She was not like most of his students- she was not like any of them.

Xilä was soft, sensitive. Delicate.

He also had to keep reminding himself that she had a bad past- he wasn’t sure she ever knew what kindness was before she got here.

“Look, you’re going to need to start fully trusting me okay? I can’t keep walking on eggshells around you, worried that every time I touch you, you think I’m going to hit you or whether I’m going to hurt your feelings with every word I say. We’ve been in this together for more than three weeks already, Xilä.”

She put the bow down and faced him- her gaze averted. “If you think your words hurt me, they don’t. Say what you wish. I promise, it will not bother me,” she shrugged, not even seeming bothered.

“Why? Because you’re so numb to all the shit your father has said to you?”

She flinched again and shook her head silently, hurt written all over her beautiful face but Neteyam wasn’t deterred. He was frustrated, he needed to get her out of her own head- it was time to finally fix this. Otherwise, what was the point?

“It's true though isn’t it? You let him walk all over you and now you’re letting me do the same thing?” He stepped closer and she automatically backed away, arms wrapping around herself, head bowed in submission.

He followed her, matching her for every step she took. “Well see, I call bullshit…they do hurt you. Don’t they?”

She said nothing.

“But you can stop it. You can do something about it....You want to know what I think? I think you’re strong. I think you can get out of this fucking spell your father seems to have you under….Nothing to say? Fine. Let's play a game, shall we?”

She remained silent, but he could see that her breathing was becoming erratic. He knew she was shutting down.

“If I yell at you and call you names, what are you going to do about it? Hm?”

Silence.

“If I get in your face like this, what do you do Xilä?” He asked harshly, as he closed the distance between them.

“If I grab you and shake you, what do you do?” He gripped her arms in a firm but gentle hold. “Look at me Xilä, what are you going to do about it?!”

“Stop. Please- I- I don’t like this game.”

“We’re not playing right now sweetheart! You need to wake up! You let your father treat you like shit!”

“N- no,” she whispered.

“Yes, you do.”

“No.”

“Get mad Xi.”

“NO.”

“Come on. Do something!”

“NO!”

“Yell. Scream. Hit me dammit!”

WHAP!

She slapped her hands against his chest hard. “Let me go!” She hissed angrily as she shoved him.

His grip on her fell away at another shove and furious tears filled her eyes as she began yelling at him.

“Stop it! Stop it! I hate you!” Shove. “I HATE YOU.” Shove. “I hate you so much!” With one last shove she began to hit, slap and punch his chest, screaming curses of hate at him.

Her fists beating against him caused no actual pain to him, but he could see the anguish it was causing her. Over and over she pummelled him and he let her at it. This was good, he thought- she needed this.

When the fight left her, she sagged against his chest- fingers tethered in his warriors belt for balance as she breathed heavily. He was shocked to see that her face was dry. Not one single tear had fallen.

“Xi,” he cupped her cheeks and raised her face. “Look at me please... Eyes, Xilä.”

She peered up at him looking so broken, it tugged at his heart.

“Hey, it’s okay. You can cry.”

She sniffled, “But I can’t...It’s a Na’vi’s sign of weakness, remember?”

“No. No sweetheart it’s not. I am telling you right now it’s okay to cry. Forget whatever bullshit your excuse of a father has-”

“Neteyam.” The moment the first tear fell, it was like a dam breaking.

Her head fell against him and she cried, bitterly.

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you,” he soothed, drawing her closer, stroking her hair a few times before cupping the back of her head with his large palm as she sobbed silently.

He held her for a long time, whispering soft words in her ear, letting her have her moment.

When her shoulders finally stopped shaking, he murmured, “You did good sweetheart. I’m proud of you.”

She looked up at him with puffy eyes, a purple nose and stained cheeks. “I don’t actually hate you. I don’t know why I said that,” she rasped.

He chuckled, “I know you don’t…and I don’t think you meant it for me,” he said, wiping away one last escaping tear.

“Oh,” she replied, understanding what he meant.

“We’re going to have to work on your punching skills though,” he teased, rubbing a palm over a pec.

She gasped, horrified, pressing her palms against his tear soaked chest in worry. “Oh my Eywa…I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“Not even a little, we’ll fix it though, don't worry. You’ll be a badass in no time.”

“Bad-ass…and that’s a good thing?”

“Oh definitely,” he replied, stepping back to pick up her discarded practice bow. “Now, are you up to giving this another try?”

She wiped her cheeks, determination peaking through as she strode forward to claim the weapon.

They had a breakthrough that day. Pretty much after that, there was a shift between the two. It wasn’t an instant fix of course, but in the following week, Neteyam noticed the subtle changes between them- the changes in her.

She no longer shied away from his touch or accidental brushes. She also took his teasing or tough corrections in stride and would occasionally jibe back at him.

Xilä trusted him.

Tonight was Xilä’s first communal feast. To say she was nervous was an understatement but Neteyam thought it was time- she had put it off more than enough- she needed to socialize outside of her small circle.

She'd been here for two months already!

“You ready?”

“Mhm.”

He smiled at her anxious fidgeting. “Xi. It's just dinner alright?”

“Right,” she nodded.

The clearing they entered was packed with Na’vis, Avatars and humans. Clusters of friends and families happily chatting and laughing as they ate. Neteyam was right, there was no segregation.

She stuck close to him as he weaved his way through the seated crowd.

Neteyam spotted his brother joking around with his friends and made a beeline for them. “Skxawngs,” he greeted them all, with a smirk as he crouched in front of his brother.

“Hey bro. I seriously don’t know how you two haven’t met yet but this is Xilä,” he tugged on her hand for her to crouch next to him and get comfortable, his tail running along her ankle encouragingly. “Xi, this is my brother, Lo’ak.”

Lo’ak jerked his chin in acknowledgment, barely glancing in her direction. “Hey man, where the hell have you been? We had training with dad. He’s pissed.”

“I know but there was an accident on my patrol shift, I got tied up. I’ll make up for it tomorrow,” he responded, trying to brush it off.

“He said he wants to talk to you,” Lo’ak said, jerking his chin towards their father.

Neteyam nodded and looked back to scan the crowd. “Xi listen, I hate to leave you right now but I’m going to be just there for a second okay?” He pointed over to where Jake Sully and his wife were seated.

“Okay,” she replied, staring at him.

“Okay, okay?” He asked, double checking, reaching out to give her hand a little squeeze.

“Yes,” she replied with one of her beaming smiles.

“Lo’ak will keep you company, right bro?” Neteyam jokingly ruffled his head and the younger brother pushed him away with a scowl, grumbling a “not a fucking babysitter” under his breath, but she heard anyway.

Xilä couldn’t help but follow Neteyam with her eyes as he made his way to his parents. She felt anxiety slowly creeping the moment he’d left her side...but this was good right? She had to learn to not always rely on him.

“....so pale and look at her ears-”

“Nah man look at her eyes.”

“...such a freak.”

“I dunno, she could be kinda pretty if you squint.”

Xi bit her lip as she heard the obvious whispers of Lo’ak’s friends muttering and snickering among themselves.

“Shut the hell up up assholes!” Lo’ak hissed at them before turning back to her. “...Aren’t you gonna eat?”

She shook her head in response and looked down at her feet so she could hide behind her curtain of hair, tucking her knee into her cheek.

Lo’ak sighed out loud as if annoyed. He grabbed a large leaf then began filling it with some of the dishes he and his friends were sharing out of, then scooted closer to her and nudged her thigh.

“Look, I’m sorry about them. They're just being skxawngs, I’ll talk to them. Have a bite, I’m sure you’re starving. If my brother’s the one training you, it probably means you burned a shit load of calories. I should know,” he joked.

“Thank you,” she said with a forced smile as she accepted the meal. Lo’ak was so very different from his brother she thought.

The food before her was unlike what she was usually served in the healing tents- although still extremely delicious, Mo’at had had her on a strict nutritious eating plan. Even the meals Salveen was now preparing for her were in keeping with the healer’s orders.

She took a hesitant bite of the meat and instantly lit up. It was probably the most delicious thing she ever had in her life. She tasted the cooked fruit next and up went her tail- sailing happily.

“You act like you’ve never had food before,” he said mockingly yet amused by her behaviour.

Xi licked her lips and deflated a little. She had forgotten she was in public for a minute there.

“You don’t like me very much, do you?” She asked.

He seemed genuinely surprised by her straightforwardness, so he returned the gesture. “Not really, no.”

She glanced over at Neteyam for probably the tenth time since he was gone. “Well that’s okay. I’m used to it, but at least you’re being honest upfront. What do you call this meat? It’s good.”

Lo’ak frowned. He didn’t expect that response. “…Uh, it’s fish not meat,” he said offhandedly, “and what do you mean you’re used to it? Do people usually not like you or something?”

She swallowed another bite of the fish, deciding it was officially her favourite. “Well yes, they usually do. It is the way it has always been. That is why I am used to it,” she shrugged.

“The hell…” he muttered. “I’m sure you're exaggerating right now…you’re saying it’s always been that people don’t like you? That’s a fucking lie if I ever heard one…what about back home? In your clan? No friends your age?”

“There aren’t many Na’vis my age back there and if you really think about it, who wants to befriend the daughter of the man they all already hate?”

Xi hummed when she ate another bite, “Do they serve this fish every night? I like it.”

Lo’ak stared at her incredulously. He had never been so wrong about a person in his life he thought foolishly.

He’d met her father numerous times since their arrival two months ago and decided that he was a foul sad excuse for a man- no wonder his people had shun him. He’d seen the way the man was slowly testing his father’s patience and wondered why he was even allowed to stay in the first place.

Lo’ak heard the rumours of the strangle wild girl and he had to admit maybe he did judge too quickly. He had flat out refused every time Spider invited him along to visit her when she was staying under the watch of his grandmother.

He guessed he could chalk it up to being childish because it seemed everyone in his life had suddenly taken an instant liking to the strange girl.

She was all they talked about at home for almost a month straight.

His parents were constantly asking for updates about her health from his grandmother and then it was them always asking Neteyam about her lessons. Lo'ak purposely zoned out any conversations once he heard the words Xi or Xilä.

Even Tuk, Spider, Kiri had all befriended her with no hesitation- he didn’t get it. He didn’t try to.

Quite simply put…Lo’ak was jealous.

“My brother obviously likes you, he spends all day with you,” he said, trying to show her that she was wrong.

Xi frowned, feeling a tad guilty. “Your brother has no choice to spend his days with me, your father appointed him as my-”

“My brother likes you. Trust me alright,” he said with an eye roll. He did a double take when he spotted something on her arm as she raised it to swat at a flying insect.

“So where’d you get the bruise?” He pushed, popping a handful of sweetened seeds into his mouth.

“It’s nothing,” she replied, shifting so that the almost faded mark was hidden from view- it was barely noticeable anymore, it surprised her that he could even see it.

“Your father do that a lot? Leave bruises?”

She frowned, “I thought you didn't like me. Why do you care?” Xi was annoyed by his invasiveness- they had just met for Eywa sake, who even asked questions like that to people they didn’t like?

“Because. I changed my mind. I like you. I think we should be friends,” he said with a wild grin.

“What?” She exclaimed, her head snapping towards him. “You- you want to be my friend?” She asked, confused. “Just like that? Why?”

He shrugged. “Why not? I think it would be a good idea anyway. Freaks should stay together, no?”

“Freaks?” She frowned. She’d heard the word freak, whispered behind her back before. Lo’ak’s friends had said the same thing not even ten minutes ago.

“Yeah, like a weirdo- not normal,” he smiled, wiggling his fingers at her.

She gasped- just noticing. “You have an extra finger!” She cried, reaching out to touch, then immediately pulling back, sheepishly.

Lo’ak laughed out loud at her reaction and she felt herself flush as a few people looked their way.

“Yeah, got an extra toe too,” he said, showing her.

Neteyam glanced back at the sound of his brother’s laugh. He and Xilä were both grinning. Lo’ak was obviously making her laugh too from the way he could see her shoulders shaking. He was glad that they were getting along.

“Neteyam.” Fe’ska, one of his mother’s good friends and a respected member of their council, crouched next to him, as he stooped before his parents, chatting with them. “Forgive me for intruding,” she smiled, glancing at his parents and then him.

“You are always welcomed Fe’ska,” Netiri said, squeezing her friends hand in greeting, Jake nodded politely.

“I was wondering whether you had an answer as yet Neteyam…about what we discussed a few moons ago,” she shot Neteyiri and Jake an apologetic look.

“I am not rushing of course, it is just..my Leati is quite eager for the match and I admit my husband and I are too. The council of course will also be relieved to know that you are in a secure match and that as Jake's heir- on the right path as future Olo'eyktan.”

Three pairs of eyes fell upon him expectantly and Neteyam swallowed. Every sentence that came out of Fe’ska’s mouth had him itching to flee.

“I apologize, I hadn’t given it any further thought yet but I promise I will try to,” Neteyam said dutifully.

“Well, that is all I ask. Leati will be most happy to hear from you. You know she can be a bit shy,” she laughed.

Neteyam chuckled at that, because in truth, Leati, Fe’ska’s daughter was the least shy person he had ever met.

When Fe’ska eventually left, his mother shot him a disappointed look. “Have you truly not decided yet? Leati is a lovely girl. What is taking you so long?”

“Neytiri,” Jake murmured in disagreement and she huffed but nodded.

Neteyam’s ears folded downward, he hated disappointing his parents. “I am sorry mother, I only want to be sure.”

Neytiri caressed her son’s cheek. “A bond between a man and a woman is for life. There is nothing wrong with wanting to be sure. I am sorry if I made you feel pressured.”

“It’s fine,” he said, standing. “I’m going to have my meal, I will see you back at home.”

Jake and Neytiri bore matching frowns of concern at their son's retreating back.

Dun Dun Dunnnnnn. *Hides*

So this is a little bit of a filler, more to come in the next part.

But heyyyy. We've got Lo'ak! Yay! A rocky start I'll admit...but at least he and Xi are friends now.

As always, let me know what you guys think :)

Ps. I'm sorry our boys were meanies today.

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honey-on-your-tongue · 1 year

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I Would Rather Be Yours

Na'vi female reader x Jake Sully

Series masterlist

Where you are betrothed to someone you don't want, and Jake saves you from it by mating you.

Warnings: smut, smut, smut. Big blue Daddy can get feral at times. Biting. Oral. Unprotected sex. Maybe some fluff? Idk. Rule-breaking. Parent bashing. If I miss anything, please lmk.

You never wanted to marry. Never wanted kids. You wanted independence and strength all on your own. The idea of love made you wince, the thought that someone could know you well enough for them to love you, to want you for your entire life made you want to recoil into the ground. You knew your parents expected it of you. You had to keep the species going, had to give them grandchildren, had to bring a new generation into the world. But you didn’t want to. You just wanted to live.

Not that they gave you much of a choice.

Your entire life growing up, you’d known you were betrothed to Totxep—the eldest son of your parents’ friends—but you were always so eagerly determined to prove to your parents that you didn’t need to be married, that you thought you’d be able to convince them.

At first, the date set for your mating had seemed so far away, it felt impossible. But as you grew, the day came closer and closer, and suddenly, mere months were being swallowed whole, and the prospect of becoming Totxep’s mate was looking you right in the face.

The only reason you didn’t become his on the intended date was because of the newcomer, Jakesully. He threw the entire clan’s lives off-balance, set new dangers, put everyone on the edge of their seats.

And then the Sky People came, and Jake helped you—all of you—fight them. And so, the clan gained freedom from the humans, and Neytiri married Tsu’tey, and Jakesully was transferred from his human form to his Na’vi form, and then life seemed to be returning to normal. And, therefore, your parents and Toxtep’s parents decided it was time. Time for both of you to commit to being one another’s and start a family.

The date was set, both parties were happy and eager, and a little irritated because of the delay, but relieved to see everything falling into place.

So, logically, you were freaking out. No amount of pleas, promises, tears, demands, or screaming got your parents to cave and release you from the engagement.

“You must follow your designated path, Leyeleu,” your mother would say. “You cannot disgrace our family.”

And so, you ran away. Mere days before the official date, you run. Into the woods, amongst the foliage and the animals and the sounds of the jungle around you. You run not to escape, but to gain a moment of peace and a chance for you to set your thoughts on straight. Even if only to put on the straight face and hardened heart necessary for what is about to happen.

But as you hide amongst the wildlife around you, sitting in a small cave of sorts, with the ground and the walls covered in mossy greens and a small curtain of large leaves that hide you from the outside world, footsteps reach you.

Light and soft, as if someone were just wandering around, exploring.

Your heartbeat increases, pulse racing. Could they be looking for you? Your parents, out to find you and keep you under their sights until the day that would steal your freedom from you arrived? Or was it Toxtep himself, searching for his runaway future mate?

You hear the mysterious person outside stumble on something and hiss softly.

“Ow, shit.”

Your ears perk up as you hear the voice. A male voice that you recognize with ease. Not Toxtep—Jakesully.

You’d watched him since he first arrived, studied his odd ways, admired him from afar. He was gorgeous, attractive, cocky, confident, and, most of all, charming. Besides, the fact that he was a stranger was oddly appealing to you. An omaticayan, yes, but also mysterious due to his…previous nature.

A human turned Na’vi. Charismatic and kind, enough to make you think—wish, maybe—that you’d been betrothed to him and not Toxtep.

Not that there was anything wrong with Toxtep, really. Just—he wasn’t your type.

But Jakesully—he was so perfectly your type.

Standing and walking out of your small hiding spot, you find him, standing there, rubbing a sore shoulder.

“Jakesully,” you say gently.

His eyes flash up to you, their greenish-yellowish glow studying you. “Leyelu,” he acknowledges, nodding softly. He glances around, as if searching for someone else. When he realizes you are alone, he asks, “What are you doing so far away from the others?”

“I could ask the same,” you respond. Your eyes fall to the shoulder he’s rubbing, and you catch sight of a small cut, slightly bleeding.

He notices where you’re looking and says, “It’s just a small scratch.” He shrugs. “Anyways, I’m just out here, kind of exploring the territory.”

“You shouldn’t be here,” you tell him, shaking your head softly. “If anyone comes looking for you, they might find me, and—” You cut yourself off, shake your head again. “You should return.”

He doesn’t budge. “And you’ll just stay here?”

“Hopefully forever,” you mumble.

“You’re, uh, you’re supposed to mate Toxtep in a few days, aren’t you?” he questions.

You glance away from him, frustrated tears threatening to sting at your eyes. “Yes,” you respond.

You look back at him and he cocks his head to the side, gently, eyes watching you closely. “You don’t want to,” he states.

You fold your ears back, snarl a little as you snap, “I didn’t say that!”

He seems unfazed. “But you don’t want to,” he insists.

He’s too observant, you decide. He pays too much attention to the details, and that allows him to know too much about you. Much more than you’d like him to.

“You should go back,” you tell him, turning away, intending to return to your cave. “If they find me because of you, I’ll be forced to harm you.”

You slide past the curtain of leaves, back into your hiding spot, feeling safe in the cozy, quiet space. But Jakesully follows you.

“Why don’t you want to mate him?” he questions as you sit on a moss-covered rock, facing away from him.

“I don’t like him,” you respond simply. After a moment of silence, you say, “My parents want me to be his. They wish me to be with him, for him, but I don’t want him. I don’t want—I want freedom. I want to choose my mate. If I must be with someone, I would rather they let me decide who he is. But I am being forced into this, and I hate it.”

Jake comes to sit beside you, his shoulder brushing against yours. “Why don’t you tell your parents that?”

“I did,” you say. “They don’t let me. No matter what I do, they have decided. I cannot change their minds.”

There is a pause and he asks, “Surely, there’s some way out of this?”

You shake your head. “Unless I were mated to someone else, I will become Toxtep’s in a matter of only a few eclipses,” you inform him.

Silence befalls both of you, the small cave feeling like the last moments of freedom are slipping through your hands. You’re grasping at water, trying to clutch onto it, but it snakes out of your grip, following the current that drags it along, and turning it into a mere memory. Your freedom, gone. And there’s nothing you can do about it.

Jakesully speaks. “And if…And if I mated you?”

Your ears snap up, alert, and your eyes jerk to his. You watch his face, study his expression—he’s absolutely serious.

He shrugs. “I mean, it would be a way for you to-to escape this, uh, engagement of yours, wouldn’t it?”

Baffled, you stutter, “Well-well, uh, yes.”

He shrugs again. “So? What’s the big deal? It doesn’t mean we’d have to be together, just—I would just be helping you out.”

You watch him carefully, eyeing him. “And why would you wish help me?”

His face reddens a little. Barely, but you notice it. “Maybe I just like you and the idea of you with someone else doesn’t particularly thrill me.”

Your heart begins to race again, excitement and fear and maybe lust begin to swirl through your veins. “My parents would never forgive me…,” you start, but it’s only a tiny thought, only a last attempt at going through with the duty you’ve been charged with your whole life.

One of his large hands lands on your bare thigh, caressing your skin that prickles with the feeling. “But you’d be free,” Jake points out.

Your eyes are locked on his, your body shaking with eagerness. You bite your lip, a little nervous, before nodding softly. “Okay,” you say quietly. Then, a little more confidently and spurred on by the glistening in his eyes, you add, “Please, Jake, mate me.”

He inhales sharply before leaning towards you, pressing his lips against yours lightly. He kisses carefully, as if taking a tiny taste of your mouth, before he takes it further. His tongue slides into your mouth, his teeth nibble on your lower lip. One of his hands rises to your face to hold you in place while the other one slides up your thigh, easily snaking under the loincloth and to your warm, moistening folds.

When his hand reaches your core, he runs a finger up your slit and he groans. You gasp softly as his fingers find your clit, gently tracing circles over it.

You’ve never felt anything like this. The sharp pleasure, fueled by the wrongness of what you’re doing. The danger only works to further arouse you.

Jake’s lips make their way to your jaw, to your neck, and as he kisses the sensitive skin there, he growls, “Fuck, I need to taste you.”

He removes his hand from between your thighs and kneels on the floor in front of you. He grabs onto your waist, his hands splaying over your torso.

Your breathing is heavy, your chest heaving up and down, and his eyes catch on the movement.

One of his hands wanders up your body, reaching your tit, grabbing it and massaging it under the small beads that cover them. You raise your hands to the back of your neck and undo the beaded necklace, allowing it to fall to the ground. Jake’s eyes shine as he studies your nipples, and his fingers grab one of them, pinching it and twisting it.

You shudder, eyes fluttering closed, legs clenching together.

His hand slithers down from your chest, between your breasts, over the center of your stomach and all the way down your thighs. He places his hands on your knees and pushes your legs apart, opening you wide for him.

His eyes watch your pussy, admire the glistening mess you’re making, and his gaze flies up to yours as he leans in.

His tongue offers a swipe from bottom to top, licking up your arousal, causing the softest of sighs to leave your body. His lips latch themselves onto your clit and he sucks, making your body jerk, your thighs clench closed.

He wraps his hands around your thighs and holds them apart as he licks and flicks at your clit. You gasp and moan, your body twisting with each twist of his tongue. He looks up at you, eyes meeting yours, his pupils are dilated with hunger and lust.

He moves his tongue down to your entrance and dips it inside of you, sending sparks through your body. You moan, hips bucking up, as his nose presses into your clit.

He eats you out as if he were famished, as if you were the first and only meal he’s ever had. He growls against your core, making you groan, and he runs his teeth agains your clit, which makes your legs jerk.

You are shaking, body twisting under his hold, hands digging into the mossy rock. Your pleasure grows, spreading out through you in waves, making you loud and whimper-y.

He adds a hand, snaking a long, calloused finger into you as he moves his tongue up to your clit. You clench around his digit, back arching, legs trembling.

“Too much,” you gasp as the pleasure grows, threatening to tear you in half.

“Come on, pretty girl,” he says against you, teeth rubbing over your clit. “You can handle it. Just a little longer, baby. You’re almost there.”

You gasp and moan, mewl and whine, body shaking and writhing under his grasp until your orgasm rushes over you with so much force, you’re left seeing white for a moment, your ears ringing.

As you come down from your high, Jake pulls his finger out of you, and runs his tongue over your folds, drinking up your orgasm.

You jerk a little, and glance down at him. His eyes are practically glowing as he uses his fingers to spread your folds apart and watch as you drip. He gazes back up at you and stands, and you can see his cock, long and erect, aching for you.

He grabs you and pulls you to your wobbly feet. He undoes your loincloth and simply studies you, watching your body—admiring it.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he whispers, amazed. “So beautiful, Leyelu.”

He removes his own loincloth and your eyes are quick to fall to his cock. Just as you’d suspected, it’s long, the tip a dark blue and glistening with precum. You lower yourself to your knees and give it a quick lick, from the base up, before kissing the warm tip. He groans gently as he watches you. You wrap your hand around him and jerk him slowly as you say, “I need you inside of me, Jake.”

He groans again, louder this time, as you lay yourself on your back and spread your legs for him.

He’s quick to lower himself on top of you, your heart racing, his ears perked and his eyes studying you carefully.

“Are you sure?” he asks, breathless, eyes unwavering.

You wrap your warms around his neck and nod. “I’m sure,” you reply.

He thrusts into you slowly, closing his eyes and gasping gently as he does. A small moan forces itself out of your lips as he fills you to the brim, and your eyes roll into the back of your head.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he says, voice thick and rough, as he pulls himself almost fully out before pounding into you. He sets a quick, merciless rhythm, hips slapping into yours as the tip of his cock hits the deepest part inside of you, making you whine.

You love it. You love the sharp pain that comes with each thrust, you love the feeling of his body on top of you, you love how long his cock is and how you can feel every inch of it.

You throw your head back, baring your neck, and he takes advantage. He leans his lips down to your throat, teeth nibbling softly on your skin before biting down, making you gasp and cry out. His tongue traces over the mark he’s most likely left, and then proceeds to mark other parts of your neck.

Your nails dig into his shoulders, your legs wrap around his hips, and you gasp out his name.

“Fuck, you take me so well,” he says, shuddering. “Your pussy is mine, pretty girl. All mine. I can feel how you clench around me, I can hear how wet you are.” He growls as you scrape your nails over his back.

“Please,” you beg, unsure as to what, exactly, you’re asking for. “Please, Jake, I-I need it.”

“Say it, baby,” he tells you, hips slowing a little to let you speak properly. “Tell me what you need, pretty girl.”

“Make me come,” you plead, shuddering, breathing heavily. “And then come inside me. Fill me up so they all know I’m yours.”

He groans, increasing his speed, fucking you until you see stars and the only thing you can do is gasp his name.

“More,” you beg, shaking, as you feel your orgasm approaching. “More—harder.”

So he does. His hips snap against yours, his cock about to split you in half, bruising your cervix. Pain blooms deep inside you, but it turns into pleasure and your orgasm finally washes over you, making you shudder and shake as you clench around him. He continues to thrust into you, pounding you, his hips stuttering slightly.

You gasp and mewl, whining as he continues to fuck you. You want him to stop, but, at the same time, you don’t. You want him to keep going until you don’t know your own name.

“Jake,” you gasp, shuddering. “Jake. Jake.”

“Take it,” he growls. “Take it, baby. I know you can. Just give me one more, pretty girl. I just want you to come one more time.”

And as your back arches and your toes point and your nails dig into his skin, you take it. You let him fuck you, use you senseless, hips crashing into yours, sure to leave bruises, teeth biting your neck, sure to leave marks. The harder and faster he fucks you, the more you shudder and cry out.

Eventually, your third orgasm reaches you, almost breaking you in half from the strength of it. Pleasure ripples through your body and you turn to a moaning, weak mess under Jake, skin slick, cunt sore. Still, you clench around him and finally draw him over the edge.

“Fuck,” he moans. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

With one last thrust, he comes, his hot seed filling you up, spewing inside of you.

Both of you are breathing heavily, bodies shaking, pleasure still coursing through your veins.

Jake pulls out of you and gets on his knees. He uses his fingers to push your folds aside and he watches your mixed orgasms drip out of you, decorating your blue skin. He uses his thumb to gather the slickness and he pushes it back inside of you.

“Let’s leave it there for a while, shall we,” he says, voice still hoarse. “That way, my scent will be all over you, and everyone will know you’re taken. You’re mine.”

And how glad you are to be his.

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I did this as a random one-shot that came into my head for no reason. But, if you want another part, please let me know!

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loakstahni · 7 months

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Sluttly little waist~

MDNI🔞 READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! DONT LIKE? DONT READ!!

A/N- I was bored as hell- and kept thinking about quaritch being vary vocal during sex and stuff, plus i keep seeing fics based around it so wanted to give a go at it!!

Recom!miles quaritch x avatar!fem reader

Smut without plot, unprotected sex, creampie, rough sex, female and male orgasm, quaritch getting whiny, slight overstemulated quaritch, dryhumping, tsaheylu.

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You and quaritch had been sneaking around for a few months now, well.. More like a whole year, it started when quaritch got his frist rut after becoming a na'vi and he instantly went to find you. He had always been drawn to you as human, but then he met paz, had miles Jr, and then died.

Now he didn't have anything except his squad, he didn't want to be with walker, or z-dog, Yes they were nice and stuff but he didn't, just didn't feel drawn to them.

You were on the head of the avatar program, still working to get to understand Pandora and the na'vi better. You had so much experience as a na'vi, so much more then miles. And thats why he went to you first.

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It was late, and yet you were wide awake, miles laided out over your bed. His tail curled tightly around yours, "can you out the book down and cuddle me already?" He grumbles, yellow eyes glaring up at you. You giggle softly, your ears twitching. You'd often stay in your avatar body for days before returning to your human one, you we thinking of having a Consciousness transfer done but still didn't know yet.

"Let me finish this chapter first, ok kitty?" You giggle softly, gently ruffling his short, shaved black hair. "Don't call me fuckin' kitty." Miles grumbles, slightly leaning his head up to chase after your touch before you pull your hand away. "Ok ok, i won't call you kitty anymore." You laugh softly, leaning back agaisnt your headboard and you bury your nose back into the book you were reading.

Quaritch sighs softly, turning his head and looking at your candle that smelled like fresh rain and musk. His nose twitches slightly at the scent, he secretly loved it but never told you. "Ok, fuck the book, im done waiting." He grumbles, grabbing you by the ankles and dragging you down until your flat on your back, he slaps the book from your hold and pushes it off the bed, surely losing the page you were reading.

"Hey! That was uncalled for-" miles cuts your bitching off with a rough kiss, he grips at your hips, tugging yours upwards towards his with a hungry growl. "Zip it." He growls after breaking the kiss, he slips a hand up the hem of your sweater, pulling it over your head and throwing it somewhere off your bed. "Hm.. There my girls are.." He hums softly, leaning down, nuzzling his face into your breasts through your sports bra. "Fuckin' love these things.." Miles grumbles, a rough and deep purr rumbling deep in his throat.

"You always say that." You giggle softly, your ears drooping submivssely and your face flushing a deep purple. "Because they are perfect.." He mumbles, gently unhooking your bra from your shoulders and slowly pulling it off with a deep groan. "Yeah.. There they are.." He instantly starts kneading at your breasts with his rough, warm hands. Your breath hitches and your arch your back up into him. He kneads at your breasts for a few more moments before sitting up, pulling his tank top off and throwing it aside before working his belt off.

"Miss me that much?" You tease with a giggle, lifting your hips off your bed as you pull your sweats down, tossing them off the bed. "You never learn to shut your mouth?" He growls, his ears flat to his skull making you shiver a bit. Quaritch throws his belt off your bed and his cammies follow soon after. "Thought you loved when i don't shut up." You giggle, wrapping your legs around his sluttly little waist and pulling him down towards you again.

"For God's sake, zip it." He chuckles roughly, placing a hand by your head so he could hover over you. He pushes his hips flush against yours, shoving his cloth covered bulge agaisnt your covered heat. "Mhm.." You groan softly, letting your head drop back agaisnt your pillows. Quaritch rolls his hips forward, grinding his cock agaisnt your clothed clit with a deep growl.

"Mhp! S-stop teasing please.." You whine softly, your eyes looking up to his. "You started it." He growls, pulling you kuru braid over your chest before reaching back and pulling his over his shoulder. "Miles, wait! You don't know what your doing-" he glares down at you, yellow eyes piercing right through your soul. "Don't test me, I know exactly what im doing." He carefully brings his kuru down to yours, watching as your pink little tendrils search for his before they intagle together, glowing a light pink.

His head drops down to your shoulder and he grips your hip with his free hand, his pupils dilating as his mind of flooded with you, and your mind is flooded with him. "M-miles.." You whine softly, gently grabbing at his arm. "Yeah.. I gotcha.." He mumbles, his tail curling around your thigh. He sits up, quickly pulling your underwear down your thighs and leaving them to hang on one of your ankles. Miles stares down at your slick folds, his ears swiveled forward in awe. He's never seen you this wet, and he's fucked you enough to know so.

"Goddamn, babygirl.." He mumbles, leaning down closer to your cunt. Quaritch presses his nose into the top of your pelvic bone, letting out a deep groan before lifting himself back up. You look up at him, your ears drooped and face flushed. "What..?" You ask shyly, your tail thumping against your mattress. "Your soaked, like.. I've never seen you this worked up." He rasps, sitting up on his knees and pulling his boxers down to his ankles. He hovers back over you, pushing his hips forwards, making his hard cockhead ram into your clit.

"Miles!" You squeak, your hands grabbing at his sides. "Hm, my bad." He chuckles, angling his hips down a bit and pushing forwards again. The head of his cock catching against your entrance, he chuckles deeply, shoving his hips forwards, bury his length to the hilt in one quick movement. "Mhm! Easy please!" You whine out, your gummy walls hugging him tightly.

Miles groans softly, feeling just how overly sensitive you both were from making tsaheylu. "Yeah, sorry not happening tonight." Miles withdraws his hips, before thrusting forward again with a deep moan. He repeats this until he's found a good deep and rough pace. His head drops down into your your chest, his nose pressed in between your breasts as he thrusts in and out of your tight walls.

"Fuck! S-slow down.. Mhpf!" You sob, your hands grabbing at his back and shoulders, nails digging into his sweaty azure skin. "Can't- fuckin' can't." He growls, gripping your hips tightly. Quaritch's heavy, full balls slapping against the curve of your ass each time he slams home. He felt high, high off the feeling of being bonded with you, he felt if he didn't fuck you hard he would lose it.

His pace starts growing sloppy, thrusts growing shallow as his high started forming in his core. Your whines and moans grew louder and more drawn out, indicating you were too, almost there. Miles reaches a hand down, rubbing roughly against your clit making you sob. "C-cumming fuck!" You squeak, you walls clenching tightly around his length as you release your clear arousal all over his shaft.

Quaritch whines into your chest, stilling his hips for a moment. His knot starting to swell at the base of his cock, he desperately humps against you, gripping at your bruised hips. "Oh Fuck, fuck! Open up f'r me.. C'mon!" He growls, shoving his hips forwards once more, his thick knot popping into your tight heat making you screech weakly. He whines loudly into your chest, hips pumping desperately into your cunt as his length throbs roughly inside your walls as he unloads himself inside you.

"Damn.. Oh fuck.." You pant, gently cradling his head agasint your chest. Miles pants heavily, his body shivering as he lets himself collapse ontop of you. His knot tied into your gummy walls, insuring none of his seed go to waste.

Quaritch lifts his head from your chest, gently kissing your forehead then giving you a soft kiss. "I love you, Y/n.." He mumbles, letting his head flop back against your breasts. "I love you too, miles.." You whisper Horsley.

Now miles had more of a reason to be with you. You were his and he was yours, for life..

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#avatar way of water #avatar james cameron #miles quaritch #miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch x reader

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pandoras-box0 · 1 year

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|| : Sage's Masterlist Key :

| ☁︎ - Fluff | ☾︎ - Angst | ♡︎ - Smut |

| ✉ - request | ★ - Dark Content |

𝔸𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝔽𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕖

Jake Sully - "all I ever wanted was a single thing worth fighting for."

|♡︎| ' pussy play ' w/ Jake Sully!

Tsu'tey - "we will strike them in the heart!"

Neteyam Sully - "who's the mighty warrior? Come on, say it."

|♡︎| 'golden touch ' - aged up! neteyam x Metkayina! reader | Body worshipping Teyam!

Lo'ak Sully - "i trust you, you can trust me."

|♡︎| ' tasting you ' - aged up! lo'ak x omatikaya! reader | oral - fem receiving; lo'ak cums untouched!

|♡︎| ' budding passion ' - sub! lo'ak x dom! metkayina! reader | sex pollen; aged up characters; knotting; male sub x female dom! (Coming Soon)

|♡︎| : ' hush ' - lo'ak x na'vi! reader | orgasm denial; tail play; exhibitionism!

Miles Quaritch - "why so blue?"

Other Recom - "A Recon gyrene in an Avatar body. That's a potent mix."

|♡︎| ' coffee ' - recom! mansk x recom! reader | slight somnophilia; light dubcon because of ; pre-established lovers!

Other Na'vi - "I see you,"

|♡︎| ' all mine ' - ralak x omatikaya! reader | possessive/possessive ralak; scenting; marking/biting! (Coming Soon) (@zestys-stuff 's oc)

|☁︎| ' comfort me ' - ralak x omatikaya! reader | pure comfort; just ralak being the attentive man he is!

|♡︎| ' like candy ' - ao'nung x metkayinan! reader | oral fixation; switch! ao'nung - if you squint; tit play!

Series Masterlists -

| ★ · ☁︎ · ☾︎ · ♡︎ | ' Whisper to my soul ' - lo'ak sully x na'vi! reader | mentions of violence, war, death; eventual smut; the RDA stole na'vi| ( masterlist coming soon )

| ☁︎ · ☾︎ · ♡︎ | ' tìyawn si tsam ' - ki'yhon sully x na'vi! reader | original characters; original clan; one-sided enemies to lovers - on Ki'yhon's behalf; arranged mates trope; hopeless romantic! reader; angst; mentions of war - includes violence, near death experience, and character death; eventual smut - switch! reader and Ki'yhon | ( masterlist ) (@pandoras-box0 's oc)

| ☁︎ · ☾︎ · ♡︎ | ' ego talking ' - kaalu x reef na'vi! reader | arranged mates trope; age gap; eventual smut; mentions of war, violence, death | ( masterlist coming soon ) (@pandoras-box0 's oc)

| ☁︎ · ☾︎ · ♡︎ | ' blended clans ' - tonowari and ronal x metkayina! reader x jake and neytiri | pre established poly relationship; rekindling; angst; blended family trope; the metkayina clan helped fight against the humans in 2150 | ( masterlist coming soon )

| ☁︎ · ☾︎ · ♡︎ | ' Pandora bound ' - spider socorro x recom! reader | ( tags and masterlist coming soon )

#avatar smut #avatar twow #neteyam sully x y/n #jake sully smut #avatar #jake sully #neteyam #🌿 – strong heart #avatar oc #avatar masterlist

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byunpum · 11 months

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Hi!! I'm not sure if your requests are open but if they are could you write some angst to fluff with neteyam x lo'ak x human reader? It can be about anything you want, maybe some love confession after an argument? Idk i just need more of those two😩 btw i LOVE your work!! I just spend like 2hs reading your whole masterlist. 🙌🏻🙌🏻😍

Pair: Neteyam x Human-mix reader x Lo'ak

Warning: none, jealousy, teasing, softness

Note: I wanted to use my reader, which is a mix of human and navi, so that it could breathe without any problem in pandora. If you want to know more about it "HERE". Also @rosaliedepp thanks for stopping by my blog, I love to know that you like my work. Even if I'm not updating much. <3

AVATAR MASTERLIST

"Are you sure Y/N is around here?" speaks neteyam, walking beside his younger brother. "Of course I am, kiri told me she was on this beach" says lo'ak, tapping his brother on the shoulder to calm him down. Lo'ak and neteyam have always been close, they have a very strong relationship. But they have always had different tastes, and this sometimes made their relationship not very good. But they did have one interest that they shared and that was you. Both of them continued walking along the coast, they had planned to take you for a walk along some lagoons they had found some days ago. In the distance they could see your figure, but were surprised when they saw another larger figure next to you.

As they got closer they saw that it was you and Rotxo. Rotxo was sitting on the sand and you were in front of him. The boy was tying a rope around your waist, both of you were laughing. Talking about the things of the day. Lo'ak and neteyam gave each other a look. What was going on? Since when were you and rotxo so close? They hurried over, already a little agitated. But they tried to control their discomfort. When they got completely close, neteyam held his younger brother's hand. He knew that lo'ak could be a bit impulsive. You look up to see your two boys. "Hello" you speak, your tone seemed happy. Rotxo waves as well, as he continues to work on the knot of the clothing you had created.

Rotxo had invited you to create some new sets of clothing. You had told him some time ago that you wanted to learn how to create clothes in the metkayina style. And Rotxo didn't hesitate to invite you, and you two had become very close lately. It wasn't romantic at all, you had become best friends. You shared a lot in common, interests, hobbies. You didn't think that you and Roxo could create a strong bond, but you did. Lately you were always with him, you wanted to learn everything about the Metkayina clan, and Rotxo was prepared to teach you. Many talked about your relationship with rotxo, and the comments had reached the ears of both boys. "hello?ahhh y/n what are you doing?" asks neteyam, approaching your side. You look up, and give neteyam a smile. Lo'ak approaches rotxo, looking at where the man's hands were placed.

"Roxto is helping me adjust this skirt…we made it together" you speak, you looked so happy. "Yes…you look very pretty" rotxo speaks. Lo'ak and neteyam give each other a few looks. "Y/n…weren't we going to the lagoon?" says lo'ak, feeling neteyam punch him in the arm. You looked so comfortable next to rotxo, smiling and joking with your friend. "Ahhh that's right, rotxo do you want to come?" you look at rotxo, but as you start to speak but lo'ak interrupts you. "It was just the three of us?" says lo'ak. There was an awkward silence, until you hear rotxo let out a small smile. "Y/n don't worry," rotxo says, stroking your hands. He could see your face suddenly change to one of sadness. "I have to go with ao'nung….I think I have to do something" rotxo gets up from the sand, cleaning himself a little. You walk over to him, and give him a hug. Letting your head lay on his stomach. "See you later!!!" you speak. Neteyam was getting cranky, since when did you have so much trust with rotxo.

You say goodbye to Rotxo as you watch the boy walk away. You feel someone put their hand on the crown of your hair. "Babe… are we leaving?" asks neteyam. "Yeah sure" you speak, taking his hand. "Come on come on…the lagoon has to be empty now" says lo'ak bending to give you a kiss on the cheek. You laugh a little, and push lo'ak away. They all run towards the ilus, traveling towards the beautiful lagoon. It was inside the jungle of one of the islands. It was a remote place, and not many people used to go there. So it was the perfect place to stay and spend some time together. You arrive at the shore, leaving your illus playing. Running to where the water was clearer and warmer. Some time passed, after swimming and playing until you felt very tired, you sat down on the shore. You were sitting between lo'ak's legs, leaning your back against his chest. As you watched neteyam approach your feet. And playfully bites your toes. "Hey…that hurts" you giggle, neteyam slides down your body. He unloads his body on top of yours, settling his head on your chest. You start playing with some braids, while enjoying the quiet.

"Y/n" says lo'ak. You continue to play with neteyam's hair, replying with a 'mmm?'.

"You and rotxo… have become very close" says lo'ak with a hint of sarcasm, you notice the difference in the tone of voice. Neteyam raises his head a little, he was also interested in your answer. "mmm yes, we are very good friends. I can say he is my best friend" you speak. You hear how lo'ak laughs, you look up to look at the boy from above. "What are you laughing about? He is my friend" you say a little angry. "So what are we to you?" asks neteyam. You remain silent, settling yourself more into lo'ak's chest, while now placing your hands on the sides of neteyam's face. "You are different…you are" just as you were about to speak, noises began to be heard coming from the undergrowth. You settled down, separating yourselves from each other, sitting down quickly. You watched as Kiri came out of the brush, you felt more relaxed. After all it was Kiri, she knew what was going on between the three of you.

"Mom is looking for you guys…it's getting late," says Kiri. You started to get up from the ground. "Kiri, who told you we were here?" asks Neteyam. "Rotxo…I thought y/n was with him, so I went and asked him where she was" speaks Kiri. Neteyam scoffs a little, and starts walking towards his ilu. You noticed that he was a bit annoyed, lo'ak on the other hand stays by your side. Placing his hand on your high back to guide you towards your ilu. "Come on…I don't want any trouble with dad" says lo'ak. As the foursome begin their journey home. …. …. The next morning, you wake up later than the others. You could hear the voices of the other family members as you wiped your eyes and shifted uncomfortably in your hammock. As soon as you moved your head you got a horrible headache. You began to complain, attracting the attention of neytiri, who was already approaching your hammock. You had left with the sully's when they moved out of the clan. It was a difficult thing for you, norm was your foster father and moving away from him was painful. But it was for the best, both you and the sully family were in danger. For your good fortune, you had grown up with the Sully family, you were practically a daughter to Neytiri. Your eyes were still closed, and you felt the woman touch your forehead. "Y/n does your head hurt a lot?" speaks Neytiri. "Yes," you wince. "Honey…come down from the hammock, sit down and eat something….I will try to find you some remedy for that headache" says neytiri holding your hand helping you down. She bends a little, and kisses the top of your head. You sit down next to neteyam. "Baby what's wrong with you?" says neteyam softly, watching as you slowly rest your head in his lap. He laughs a little, and begins to stroke your head. "My head…it hurts" you settle more into his lap.

"aww "neteyam scoffs a little, but settles more into where he was sitting to make you more comfortable. Lo'ak arrives at the marui, he was out for a morning walk. As he enters he sees you on neteyam's lap and approaches. "Y/n what's wrong? Are you all right?" speaks lo'ak. " She has a pain in her head" says neteyam. Lo'ak sits down in front of you, and comes over to give you a kiss on the cheek. "Do you want something to eat?" asks the concerned boy, you had your eyes closed. "No…it's okay. I'm waiting for neytiri and kiri" you speak, you could hear that you were in a lot of pain. Kiri and Neytiri had gone out to get help from Ronal, if they were in the jungle they would know where to look for the ingredients for the remedy. But now they were in an unknown place, so they were going to ask for help. While neteyam comforted you, lo'ak took your hand to massage it. Jake entered the Marui, just as lo'ak himself had gone for a walk. But he was taken by surprise by the scene in front of him. His two sons, surrounding you and comforting you.

Hey…he was no fool, and he knew that this behavior was not sibling behavior. His sons used to be very close with their sisters, but with you…they were so in love with you. And this made Jake laugh. His two sons in love with the same girl. "Hey…what's going on with y/n?" says jake, coming over to where the three of you were. " She's got a bit of a headache…that's all" says neteyam. Jake reaches over and pokes the cheeks of your face a little. "A little? Can't you see she's dying in pain" says lo'ak, nudging his brother a little. Neteyam laughs, and ignores his brother. He knew that sometimes you could be a bit dramatic. Some time later, neytiri and kiri arrive with someone's company.

"Y/N!!!!" hums rotxo entering the marui, with the company of the two women. Lo'ak turns away in annoyance, and neteyam makes a grumpy face. "And what is rotxo doing here?" asks lo'ak. "We were on our way to see ronal and we ran into rotxo, luckily he can help us" says kiri, happy that rotxo knows about medicine. You open your eyes a little, and raise your arm a little to greet him. "Rotxo….I'm dying" you complain. The boy comes over to you, kneeling down to sit in front of you. Lo'ak slides down a little to make more room, and neteyam places one of his hands on your hip, to keep you closer to him. "You're not going to die…you'll be fine. Look, look, I have something to help you," says rotxo, as he pulls things out of a basket. One thing no one knew about rotxo is that the boy had been practicing with ronal and Tsireya on medicinal treatments.

Rotxo had prepared some kind of drink, which had literally relieved your headache in a matter of 5 minutes. Now you were sitting, talking with Rotxo. Neytiri had invited the boy to breakfast as a thank you. While neteyam and lo'ak were in the corner of marui, watching you laugh and play with your friend. "This is unbelievable…he comes along, gives her a nasty drink and now he's her savior" says lo'ak crossing his arms. "I know…" says neteyam, looking grudgingly at rotxo. After a while, rotxo says goodbye to you. You get up from the ground, and go to look for something you had near your hammock. "Lo'ak you haven't seen that paste that kiri had prepared for my skin" you ask lo'ak, who was lying in his hammock next to you. You see how he is still with his eyes closed, you approach him and tap him on the shoulder. "Lo'ak you're ignoring me" you complain, and see how his tail slaps you on your thigh. "Ahhh ok, forget it" you speak, backing away from him. Leaving in search of neteyam, surely he knew where the lotion was. You exit the marui, and take a look around. And in the distance you see neteyam with the tuk's company. You run to where they are. "Nete…. have you seen the skin cream that kiri prepared for me?" you ask, but you see how the boy is still looking for something in the sand.

Tuk looks at neteyam, and taps him on the shoulder. "Nete…y/n is talking to you" the girl, tries to get her brother to pay attention to you. "mmm tuk look at this shell..isn't it cute" says neteyam, looking at the girl. She makes a confused face, and gives you a look. You walk over, and kneel down next to neteyam. You push him a little, but he still ignores you. "Nete…don't ignore me!!!" you complain, but you still don't get his attention. This annoys you, and you get up abruptly. Tuk approaches you. "What's wrong with neteyam?" the girl asks you, you raise your shoulders. "Tuk see you later…I have to go see ROTXO" you shout, You can see how neteyam's tail tensed up when you said that name, you already knew this was one of the reasons why your boys were upset with you. After a rather long day of anxiety and worry, It was time for bed.

Everyone was lying in their hammocks. Neytiri and Jake were in a corner away from the other family members. While kiri and tuk had their hammocks placed in another corner. And the best corner of all was where you, lo'ak and neteyam stayed. Both men had not talked to you all afternoon and it was driving you crazy. They weren't like that with you, you had to set the facts straight.

Everyone was lying down, you look to your side and see neteyam settling into his hammock. Slowly and quietly you take one leg out of your hammock, to tap neteyam's thigh. "hey!!!" you whisper, not wanting anyone to get up. The boy continues to ignore you, so you tap him harder. "Please…talk to me. What's wrong with you? And why won't lo'ak talk to me too?" you whisper, but it's almost a whine. "you and rotxo…that's the problem" you turn quickly, seeing how lo'ak had gotten up from his hammock, and was walking to yours. Climbing up, to settle in next to you. The hammocks weren't big, so he literally hugged you completely. "What's wrong with rotxo he hasn't done anything" you complain, nudging lo'ak.

"Everything is him…everything" finally speaks neteyam raising his head, to now look at you. You were talking in a low voice. "But…wait" you speak, looking at neteyam and then at lo'ak who was lying next to you. "You guys are jealous!!!" you raise your voice a little, causing lo'ak to place his hand over your mouth. It literally covers your entire face. "Lo'ak…I can't breathe" you grab lo'ak's hand pushing him away. "Sorry" the boy laughs, pulling his hand away from your face. There was silence, until you start talking again. " Rotxo…he's my friend…just that." You speak feeling lo'ak hug you tighter. You turn your gaze to see neteyam looking up at the ceiling, he hadn't said anything. Neteyam could be harder to convince. "You….you are different "you speak. "Different?" says neteyam, now you watch as the boy makes eye contact with you.

You both stare at each other for a while, nete knew what you meant. "Promise me that you will spend more time with us" neteyam speaks, watching you raise your arm and make a sign of promise. "I promise" you speak. "Will you sleep with me?" you speak. And you feel lo'ak pinch you. "With us' says lo'ak, laughing as you try to control your laughter. Neteyam rises from his hammock, climbing into yours. Adjusting himself so that you are lying on his chest, while lo'ak hugs you from behind. "I love you guys so much" you whisper letting the sleep consume you. "We love you too" says lo'ak, while hugging you.

"Brother…mission accomplished" neteyam says softly, touching his brother's arm. "'Yessssss" lo'ak shouts under his breath. Both boys laugh. "If you don't shut up…. I'm going to pull you out of the Marui" says jake on the other side of the marui, the three of you open your eyes quickly. They all just listened to your whole coversation?

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samsshitfics · 1 year

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REQUESTS OPEN!!

This is a mlm blog fem/fem aligned dni. Dom!Male Reader only.

Current favorite song(s):

Anons:

-🦈

Blog recs:@trianglesimp @pastelclovds @luvrbucks

What I don't write:

-Rape, nonconsensual acts, sexual abuse (if it's a comfort fic then these are okay)

-Underage smut

-Character x Female/fem aligned DNI, you have more than enough.

What I do write:

-Angst, comfort, fluff, and smut

-i do headcanons, drabbles, blurbs, one shots, and if I have enough motivation I might write multi-part fics

-i do gender neutral readers too!

Fandoms I write for

-The Rookie

-Supernatural(I haven't seen the whole show yet)

-ASOUE

-Numb3rs

-TWD

-Celebrities, actors, musicians

-Gotham

-many more fandoms that I can't remember I'm in

-Criminal Minds

-To Kill a mockingbird (Atticus is the only romantic option!! Jem and Scout are familial and platonic only!!)

-Diary Of A Wimpy Kid (Rodrick only)

-Spiderverse(I have not seen ATSV yet)

-Avatar(WOW as well when I watch it and do more research about the Na'vi and Pandora)

-MCU

-The 100(I haven't seen the whole show yet)

-The Princess Bride

-Hocus Pocus

-The Mighty Ducks

-The Crow

-House of Wax

-The Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Chucky(only his human form because I am weak in my little gay knees for brad dourif)

-Top Gun

Barbie(Ken<3)

-More to come

Enjoy yourselves!

#fem aligned dni #male reader

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neteyamsoare · 2 months

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⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ THE RULES: please take a minute to read the terms and conditions for browsing my blog!

here's my DNI criteria warning, this blog may contain [N]SFW, and dark content. if you can't handle any of that, then don't follow. read through the remainder of my rules to avoid being blocked.

OVERVIEW

do not plagiarize, translate, or repost my writing anywhere.

do not send me a request you sent to another writer.

do not request a series.

please always send requests through my ask box

feel free to be as specific in your request, it really helps my writing when you're detailed in what you want to see in the fic but don't be too specific where you need to send another ask cause you ran past the word limit in asks.

please specify if you want fem!reader or gn!reader, or male!reader or black!reader or albino!reader. also specify if you want na'vi!reader, human!reader, avatar!reader, or simply avatar to na'vi!reader. also if the reader is in any clans that are mentioned in avatar.

if you don't see something listed here, you can send me an ask and ask me if i'm comfortable doing a trope/kink and i'll let you know.

WHO I'll WRITE FOR?

𝜗𝜚 avatar: jake sully, neytiri sully, trudy chacon + tsu'tey rongloa.

𝜗𝜚 avatar the way of water: ao'nung, kiri sully, lo'ak sully, neteyam sully, recom! quaritch, ronal, rotxo, spider socorro, tarsem, tonowari + tsireya.

𝜗𝜚 avatar frontiers of pandora: eetu, etuwa, nor, ri'nela, so'lek + teylan.

𝜗𝜚 real people: jamie flatters + sam worthington.

𝜗𝜚 ocs: ralak sepwan ; @zestys-stuff's oc.

WHAT I'LL WRITE.

𝜗𝜚 reader inserts: fem!reader ( for both female & male characters, male!reader ( only for female characters ), gn!reader, black!reader, mixed!reader, hybrid!reader, albino!reader, oblivious!reader, bimbo!reader, virgin!reader, insecure!reader, grumpy/sunshine!reader, plus-size!reader + drunk!reader.

𝜗𝜚 genres: headcanons, imagines, one-shots, mini-series/series suggestions, prompts, drabbles, thirsts, angst to fluff, fluff, hurt/comfort, human au, smut, monogamous/polygamy, male!character x female!reader, female!character x male!reader, female!character x female!reader, character x gn!reader, character x child!reader (platonic only), platonic/romantic requests, pregnancy/pregnant sex, marriage/mates, human aus, parent au, courting/future mates, anxiety, infidelity, cheating ; only where reader gets cheated on and the character comforts them, smaus, protective/possessive behavior, insecurities + na'vi character x human smut.

𝜗𝜚 kinks: age-gap (as long as both are of age), light bdsm, breeding kink, dom!character/sub!reader, sub!character/dom!reader, switch!character, praise kink, daddy kink, lactation kink, heats/ruts/knotting, ownership/claiming/marking, cockwarming, quirofilia, gagging/choking, voyeurism, exhibitionism, stepcest, blood play, size kink, belly bulge, corruption, anal/anilingus, orgasm denial, biting, impact play (to an extent) + katoptronophilia.

𝜗𝜚 tropes: friends to lovers, soulmates/fated mates trope, jealousy, enemies to lovers, love/hate at first sight. office romance/coworkers to lovers, forbidden love, enemies to friends to lovers, second chance, childhood friends to lovers, rivals to lovers, rivals to friends to lovers, exes to lovers, opposites attract, blind to love, best friend’s ex, fake relationship, forced proximity/stuck together, sex worker/pornstar au, friends with benefits, best friend’s brother/sister, one bed, grumpy x sunshine, unexpected pregnancy, fling/one night stand, dad's best friend, best friend's dad, road trip + etc ( just ask me if i'll write a trope if you don't see it in this list ).

WHAT I'LL NOT WRITE.

𝜗𝜚 reader inserts: trans! reader + white reader ( please do not ask me to write for specifically white readers, your req will be deleted ).

𝜗𝜚 genres: death, cheating ; the reader cheats on character, dub con, non con, cnc, incest, r*pe, su*c*de/su*c*d*al thoughts, abuse, self-harm, yandere, abortion/miscarriages, gore, eating disorders, heavy trauma, heavy violence, sexual assault, pedophilia, underage sex + race play.

𝜗𝜚 kinks: age regression, vomit kink, mommy kink, foot fetishes, piss/feces kink, pegging, DDLC, knife play, gun play + kidnapping ( as in like reader falls in love w the person who kidnapped them ).

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strongheartneteyam · 1 year

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Our honeymoon. Say you want me too. Dark blue.

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human reader

CW: oral sex (male receiving), size kink, cum fetish, established relationship, p in v, exophilia, monsterfucker, praise kink. I guess I covered everything ??

People asked me to drop this work as only smut, not part of another story, so, here it is 😂 Enjoy

Neteyam is aged up.

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You were laying in your mat at night in your cozy home with your newly wed husband Neteyam. You felt safe and sheltered, hearing the sounds of the small Pandora creatures out there but protected from the big and more dangerous ones.

"Will you suck me, baby? Please" Neteyam said suddenly, eyes on your face

"Teyam, do you think I can do it? My mouth is small compared to..."

"Please, baby." Neteyam interrupted "I want my babygirl's mouth on my cock. Don't you wanna taste me, hm?" A wet, long kiss on your cheek "Don't you wanna know how your mate's precum tastes like? 'Cause I'm hard for you just thinking about you sucking me. You have a fucking power over me."

Looking at you with those big yellow and bright eyes, it was like he was putting a spell on you. Invoking Eywa's power or something. He got you right where he wanted.

You gazed at him, tension in your face, and went between his slender legs.

Neteyam was lying on his back with one leg straight and the other folded, his foot resting on the mat. You just thought he looked so sensual like that, seeming relaxed and legs open, leaving his cock to be easily seen. Tonight the weather was specially hot so he was gonna sleep naked. The na'vi were way more comfortable with nudity than the human race. But Great Mother, the thoughts Neteyam caused you... He turned you into a sex craving little creature.

Meanwhile, the Omatikaya was looking down at you, smile on his lips. He loved seeing his mate like this, between his legs. The few times you two had sex (as you both had mated not that many moons ago, there hadn't been that many opportunities yet) he did most of the work. Now he wanted to tell you what to do a bit too. Wanted his precious human to please him. Fucking small mouth would probably gag on his cock. Right when he thought that, you grabbed his huge member. The feeling your small hand gave him plus his dirty thoughts made him moan at your touch.

You looked at him, shy smile on your face "Only a touch and you feel that good?"

"It's not any touch. It's my human girl's touch. It's your small delicate hand on my cock." It also helped that you guys were still on the honeymoon period, you thought

You smiled proudly and felt less nervous. That didn't last long cause you were looking at Neteyam's cock really close for the first time. Eywa, he was really too big. How the hell were you gonna fit it in your mouth? Was Neteyam crazy to ask that of you? His length... Oh dear Eywa.

Neteyam noticed you were looking at his cock and said "Relax, my sweetheart. I know you can't take it all in such a small human mouth." He teased "But I'm happy with whatever you can do. Just suck me, please. I'm dying here." He looked at you with puppy eyes

You felt like you were melting and did as he said.

When Neteyam felt your warm wet tongue on his tip he moaned again. "Great Mother, how could just that feel so good?", he thought.

You started using your lips too, sucking his big tip that had a slightly darker blue shade than the rest of his body. You tasted his precum for the first time. It was salty and fresh at the same time, if it made any sense. Like someone put salt on a salad and added some mint leaves to it. Or like someone put salt in a mint and chocolate ice cream. But it wasn't sweet, just creamy, salty and refreshing. It was also not cold, of course. It was warm, deliciously warm. Like a cup of warm mint tea. Were you what the humans called a "whore" for admitting you loved the way Neteyam tasted? You did not care.

"Hmmm, babyyy..." The Omatikaya cooed

You sucked more on his cock, getting more of his length on your mouth, not without struggle. He looked at you in adoration. His human mate was so good to him, he thought. So perfect. His girl. Only his. Sucking his cock. Perfection.

You were wet and your jaw started to hurt the more you sucked him. His girth was insane, so thick, one or two veins full of blood because of how much you turned him on, making his blood pump like crazy, cock rock hard.

You used your tongue to lick all of his centimeters, from just above his balls to his tip. He really was big and fuck, you loved it.

"Aaah, love." He groaned "My sweet girl with such a skilled little mouth..."

You started sucking him again, going up and down, taking all you could inside your mouth. It was really hard though because he was very, very thick. It was like your jaw was pulsating in pain.

Neteyam cooed and moaned and you felt a knot in your lower belly, your pussy getting more wet. He just seemed so vulnerable, giving himself to you, surrendering completely. That was incredibly sexy. You needed him inside you.

"Teyam, fuck me." You pleaded

He quickly took you in his arms and rolled you both to the side, so he could be on top.

He opened your legs and said "I'm gonna cum inside this pussy. You got me so close just with your sweet warm mouth. You got me crazy, my human girl."

He pushed his cock in and started moving fast but you were soaking wet so it did not hurt, even him being so big and your pussy so tiny in comparison.

"You're so tight. Ah, fuck" He struggled to form the words

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MASTERLIST/REQUESTS

welcome to my masterlist and request rules + general info!

all works; fyi- i do any hcs/series at random times. most of the time i do one hcs/series at a time!

AEDT TIME ZONE - follow if you like my content. I do have a lot of unfinished work to do so please be patient when requesting.

REQUESTS OPEN - GENSHIN

— 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡 𝗜𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗖𝗧

them having a crush on you

them being a yandere

them having a soft spot for reader

them having a shy! s/o

them having you as their housewife (postponed)

streamer! au (hit! ongoing, send in some requests!)

going to a haunted house w/ them (various)

are they an “okokok” or “lalala” type of person - all genshin male charac.

a lil something (various. male characters)

your sweet boyfriend who.. [NSFW! MDNI]

“gonna hold you, gonna kiss you in my arms” - various male

two worlds apart - various male

drunk strip TCG - sumeru men [SLIGHT NSFW/IMPLIED]

xiao as spiderman

suddenly, the rain stops. (neuvillette)

neuvillette being smitten with you and treating you well

it just won't be the same (various male genshin)

"forget him, be with me instead" (various male genshin)

men i trust (various male genshin)

"sweet!" (various male genshin x f! reader SMUT)

happy valentine's! (various. male)

please forget we ever existed. (xiao angst//req)

SERIES:

a time to tell (genshin men getting reverse isekai’d into creator! reader’s world)

— 𝗝𝗨𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧𝗨 𝗞𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗡

"i love you, i always have." (inumaki)

— 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗞𝗔𝗜: 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥 𝗥𝗔𝗜𝗟

patting their head out of nowhere (various. male)

"would you kiss me for $10 or the hottest person in the world for $1000?" various. male)

— 𝗔𝗩𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗥 (𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟵 & 𝗔𝗩𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗥: 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗬 𝗢𝗙 𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗥) (there is a masterlist here already but why not add it again?)

𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺.. 𝗳𝘁. 𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗺, 𝗹𝗼'𝗮𝗸, 𝘁𝘀𝘂'𝘁𝗲𝘆 — bored, you want to see your lover, so with the help of a little girl you find them, and they let you do whatever you want to them.

𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 “𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻” 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰/𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 ft. neteyam, lo’ak, ao’nung — letting him listen to some of your favourite music, you don’t expect him to like it, but he does.

𝗳𝗲𝗺! 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗱, 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗱 ft. the sully kids, tsu'tey — when your period arrives, they are curious and scared about why you’re bleeding from that area, you explain to them about the female anatomy.

𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆, 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲. ft. neteyam, lo'ak, tsu'tey x omaticaya/metkayina! reader — being half omaticaya(n) and metkayina(n) means a lot of staring and ill-treatment, but what is there to worry, when you have them.

𝗶 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂. ft. neteyam sully — within all your time with neteyam you’d always forget, or pushed away the thoughts and knowing’s that neteyam would leave you for a woman, his (future) mate, so when your friends pushed the idea that he may have already found his mate you find yourself all alone, realizing that the one person you love the most will never be in your grasp, breaks you.

𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴.. ft. neteyam, lo'ak, ao'nung — just hcs of neteyam, lo’ak and ao’nung crushing on a human! reader, lovesick fools they are.

𝗳𝗲𝗺. 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻! 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 ft. neteyam, lo'ak, neteyam — swimming with your crush is supposed to be enjoyable, but can it really be when you’re knocked out cold and when you scare them to death?

𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 | 𝗠𝗡𝗗𝗜!! ft. neteyam sully. — just NSFW hcs about neteyam sully and human reader.

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ft. neteyam sully + lo'ak sully x fem. na'vi! reader — he always seems to get into fights, which means you having to patch them up + a bonus: hcs of how they give you affection, their little and subtle ways of loving you (while still crushing)

𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻! 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗿 ft. neteyam, lo'ak, ao'nung — reader gets her own avatar, exciting!

𝗴𝗻! 𝗻𝗮’𝘃𝗶! 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 ft. neteyam, lo'ak, ao'nung — both you and him have been crushing on each other forever now! it's only right you sing about them right?

𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦

𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽, 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗡𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝗮 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻. ft. neteyam x fem. human! reader//navi is in the layout

— 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥

𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗣 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘀! (10k)

𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘆 // 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗵𝗰𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗣 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘀 (10k)

REQUESTS:

there is no maximum when requesting!! but i think 7,8+ characters a bit too much..(i could always do a part 2!!) for now, i will say that please do not request me smut! i just don’t know how to start nor write anything that has smut in it, maybe in the future. of course you can still request me smut or things that have suggestive themes in it but it’ll most likely take me a few weeks to even write anything. please try to be descriptive as you, if you want fluff, angst, suggestive, etc. what characters, and a little idea for me to write with, but if you want me to write how i would like it go and how i see it then that’s okay. I don’t mind anything that includes yandere(that is not soft), incest or dark content over all. if you don’t like that then please move on to another blog. absolutely no weird kinks! examples: piss kink, frotteurism and others. im assuming this won’t be much of a problem as i don’t really accept smut requests.

i do not write character x character, it’s just not my thing..

GENERAL INFO:

i try to, and most of the time write gn! reader but sometimes i can go off track and accidentally write fem! reader. if you do see any female pronouns used in any gn! reader work please tell me!! i will change it asap.

as i said before, when you’re requesting please try to be as descriptive as you can, if you don’t i will write it as how i see it.

most of the times i will only write a part 2 of a req when i feel like it deserves one, but generally i will accept any “part 2″ requests.

it normally takes me a few weeks to complete a request unless im REALLY motivated then it’ll take 2-3 days. i procrastinate a lot and i lose my motivation very quickly so please expect your req to be a bit delayed :( please have your age in bio before interacting!! my blog is 98% sfw and the rest is nsfw, meaning, all ages are welcome, minors and adult. although minors please be careful and mindful about my nsfw works and read with caution.

here are just some ask box rules:

this is a writing blog, if you couldn’t tell already. the reason i made this acc and started to write was to help me with my stress and etc. another reason was to allow my readers to request whatever they’re feeling, to let the imagination run wild, if they wanted a character help comfort reader(them) i will do it, maybe someone needs it.

i will not accept any hate comments

i dont mind random asks :) feel free to ask me anything or start a convo ^^ since this is my blog i can do whatever i want with it so if you don’t like how i post things or reblog things that aren’t related to my writing or writing in general then move on ♡

TAGS// #—✧ · . areis rambles, just me rambling that aren’t or are related to writing #—✧ · . anon, anon in general or could be, eg. “- 🧸 anon” (BTW U LOVE U 🧸 ANON!!) #—✧ · . anon asks, questions that are asked by anon #—✧ · . questions, questions asked by non-anons, but will most likely add them for questions in general. # —✧ · . talks, talking with friends/moots. # —✧ · . reblogs, reblogging writing, posts that aren’t mine!! #—✧ · . fandom: __, reblogs/shit posts/general posts about that fandom!

although i do write for others, i will most likely not be doing them anymore(except for genshin) so please keep that in mind ^^

#masterlist #genshin impact x reader #avatar x reader #navi.

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