#jake sully hc

[jakexneytiri]

my personal hc that all of the sully kids know the lorax bc jake reads it to them before bed 😭 neytiri was hesitant at first but respects it because it’s one of grace’s favorites

[youtellmeman]

Spoilt

jake sully x Neytiri Sully x Metikayina!Reader

smut

warnings - p in v, vaginal fingering, slight scent kink, oral (f recieving), threesome, lil tiny bit of angst, kinda implied age gap but nothing more than 5 years,

i love jake and neytiri sm

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This was your clan. Your clan, your territory, your people,  everything that covered this expanse was yours. And maybe you had gotten too comfortable with getting everything in sight being yours, but it wasn’t like you were going around exploiting your power. You were clan princess, the people liked to give you things and you never took more than you gave.

That being said, you were currently in the biggest of moral dilemmas, considering the thing that you currently wanted was a married man and his wife in your bed. A man who had brought his family to your clan in hopes of being spared refuge from the blasted sky people that had returned, and had been oh so grateful when you’d convinced your parents olo-eyktan and tashik of your clan to grant them their wish. You’d taught them your ways, saw to it that your siblings were as kind as possible, you yourself had even taught them how to ride their very own Ilu. And as it seemed developed a certain curiosity for the heads of the family,

A curiosity that left you wondering what other biological differences were hidden away from your prying eyes could see and how the differences you could see would take effect in the mating process. For instance their fingers, while thinner, were longer than those of the Metkayina people and believe you’d spent multiple nights trying to replicate how deep they’d be able to reach inside of you. The way Neytiri's breasts were smaller and firmer looking than yours, which were slightly more full and soft to the touch. It made for countless nights of trite replication of something you’d never experienced and days where you couldn’t look either of them in the eye due the prior night's activities.

Like today for instance, your people gathered around for festivities, celebrating the full moon that had blessed you with high tides and bountiful catches. But instead of being completely enveloped in the festivities of your people as you usually would’ve been, your eyes were glued to the pair of dark blue people sitting next to one of your many fire pits, secluded from the dancing that was happening all around them.

So you paused your dancing and made your way to them, acknowledging their children who had been dragged into the festivities by your little siblings.

“What are you both doing sitting here, so still.” You ask a smile toying on your lips, discreetly checking them you, You’d organized for them to be made traditional Metikayina clothing for the night. “Tonight is a night of celebration, you should be dancing.” Neytiri’s eyes bored into your own and her lips twitched upwards slightly, but she said nothing.

“We hate to be rude but you all dance a bit differently than we’re used to, kid.” Jake recipes looking around at the clusters of people and you couldn’t help but do the same, face wrinkling in confusion before sparking with an idea.

“Then I teach you! Come come it is easy I assure you!” Your face breaks out in a smile and you can see in Jake's face that that wasn’t what he’d hoped would happen in response to his comment, Neytiri on the other hand seems more than amused.

“Yes Ma Jake, go learn. You should learn all you can remember.” You laugh as the words leave her lips, missing the way Neytiri's tale thumps against the ground in response. ‘You should learn all you can.’ were words Jake often used against his own children when they complained of your different ways. 

“Yes Jake see, you must learn. Be more like your mate with her eagerness to learn!” You say making Neytirir’s ears shoot up, eyes darting back to your face forming a small frown. Jake shooting her a shit eating grin and before either of them can deny your impromptu lessons you’ve grabbed them both by the arms to drag them towards the music.

Stopping in a less dense area that still thumbs with the vibrations of music you face them once more. The both of them standing a tad awkwardly still amidst the groups of dancing na’vi.

“ Come, Jake I teach you first.” You say ling yourself up with his side so you're both facing the same direction.Giving him the directions of stepping back then sliding forward slightly. “It is easy, see? Watch my feet.” Speaking as you guide him. 

“Come Neytiri you do the same with your feet.” You keep at this for a moment letting them get the footwork down. Having to spend a bit of time coaxing Neytiri into trying at all, while Jake seems to be a more focused student. Eyes glued to your every movement in what you take to be an attempt to get down the moves, it really isn’t.

Eventually though Neytirirs stubbornness subsides and she begins to try the foot work, picking it up much quicker than Jake. 

“Good, good! You are both doing very well, now it is time to add what truly makes this dancing.” You move to be in front and facing them going over simply the foot work again before speeding up and finally starting to move your hips. Shaking them rapidly,  moving them side to side along with alternating the sides you tilt up and down. Even going as far as to spin in a circle while you move. “Your hips! Move with the rhythm, feel it in your bones. Let your body become fluid guided by the beat of your heart and music.” You say immediately realizing that the both of them have stopped dancing. 

Without thinking you move towards Neytiri. “Move your feet and I will do the rest, hmm?” You ask and she obliges, aware of your every movement. Maybe that’s why she doesn't seem to move away or flinch in shock when your hands come to settle on her hips from behind. 

You both move your feet but instead of working on the movement of your hips you focus on hers. Using your hands to guide their movement, slowly at first then spreading up slightly until you can feel her body beginning to move without your guidance. You let her take the reins, movements spreading up and though a bit clumsy and out of beat she catches on quick, you’ve yet to release her waist. Taking a few seconds to enjoy the way your skin feels below your fingerstips before letting the slide back to your sides.

Then moving onto Jake, his eyes move from the grip you had on his mate's waist to your face, eyes filled to the brim with an emotion you can’t seem to place. Still you surge on, grabbing his waist next and moving it the way you had neytiri’s before.

“The way men dance is very similar to our women. The only difference is the occasional move of hips which the women don't usually replicate. It’sthe rolling of hips. Look at the other men around.” You guide him and your voice has found a softer tone then the previously energy filled one you’d held. Watching as Jake's eyes glide across the crowds around you resting on multiple of the men, before rolling his hips experimentally before falling into the previous moves you taught him. “Good.” You urge him on and he continues as you correct his form here and there before you eventually pull away, letting the tips of your fingers graze the protruding bone of his hip as you pull away. 

Maybe they weren’t dancing perfectly, like one of the natives might, but they were dancing. And eywa did look they good doing it. Neytirir had lost all previous restraint she’d had, letting herself fall into the way your people danced. Arms swaying in the air around her. Jake slightly more stiff yet seemingly enjoying the experience of it all, Locking eyes with you before his eyes slide to his mates moving form. Pulling her into dance closer, hips rolling and hand caressing her arm as she preened at the touch. 

And all of a sudden you felt as if you were watching something intimate, something you could never be a part of. It left your chest tightening in yearning and a smile on your face faltering. You needed to get away.

“You are both wonderful students. I’ll leave you both to enjoy yourselves and continue to learn without me. It’s getting quite late and I must retire for the night.” You excuse yourself as quickly and politely as possible,missing the way the pair's eyes lock then darting you in concern. Leaving before they can try to convince you to stay.

You make your way through the crowds, smile wiped clean completely and instead replaced with a frown and glassy eyes. Heading towards the direction of your hut, before deciding you didn't want to go there quite yet, instead finding a closed off part of the beach, a place that had always offered your comfort in life. And that was what you needed the most now as your mind was flooded with thoughts on inadequacy and the prospect of living in solitude forever. A few tears slipping down your cheeks before you're able to wipe at your eyes.

“ Ma Tanhi? What is wrong?” For once it’s Neytirir’s voice that breaks the somber silence of your self wallowing, causing your head to snap in her direction. Seeing the mated pair standing a few feet away from where you’re sat on the sand. You promptly shoot up to be standing. Trying to remove any trace of sadness from your face. “What did we do that has made you run from us.”

“Yeah i didnt think our dancing was that bad.” Jake tries to lighten the mood but it does nothing to ease the sadness heavy on your chest. Neytiri smacks his shoulder, clicking her tongue while shooting him a warning glare. “Really though, what's got you so down all of a sudden kid?”

“It is nothing, do not worry yourself with silliness such as my problems.” You try and force a smile on to your face, waving off their concern.

“Hey, if you’ve got a problem it's not silly at all. We’re here to help baby girl, but we can’t do nothin if you don’t tell us what's wrong so why don’t you talk to us.” It’s almost stupid the way your stomach churns at the pet name that falls out his mouth, almost adding the hypocrisy of this all. 

“Yes, what Ma Jake says is true. We care for you, let us ease your pains.” Neytiri urges you forth alongside her husband as they take steps closer. Still as kind as they are, what could you possibly say, that you had feelings for mated na’vi who also happened to be them. You shook your head wordlessly denying their help, though you can't help the way your eyes dart between them longingly. This doesn't go unnoticed

“Ah I see.” Your ears perk up at Jake’s comment. “Tiri, do you see what I see?” Your brows furrowed in confusion, watching them communicate wordlessly had become a norm when you’d become their guide, but it had never bothered you not knowing what they were thinking more than it did in this moment. And within a few seconds of wordless communication, Neytiri's body seemed to relax, all worry dissipating as her tale sways slowly behind her, eyes finding yours once more, gaze almost predatory as a smirk slid across her face. You clench involuntarily at the look in her eyes, arousal ill timed according to you

“I certainly do.” Neytiri almost purrs. “Shall we help her understand?” She raises a brow in Jake's direction as she moves around you slowly and you almost move to keep face with her.

“Understand what?” You try to follow her with your eyes, but that thought is thrown away when you find Jake suddenly incredibly close, fingers grazing your jaw before pinching your jaw between his thumb and index. Guiding your gaze to his own.

“Understand the fact that we want you too, baby.” Jake's eyes are hooded with lust, pupils blown wide as one of his canines digs into the meat of his bottom lip.

“what?” The words leave your lips in an airy whisper.

“Your feelings do not go as unreciprocated as you thought.” Neytirir’s voices husky and you’re suddenly very aware of how her lips brush against your shoulder with every word, breath fanning over your skin.

“I-i don’t-” 

“You don't what?” Jake’s words are sharp as they leave his lips. “You don’t feel the same? Cause if thats it lets be real cause I can smell ya from here and I'm sure Tiri can too. Or do you not understand, because if that's the case we’d be more than happy to make ourselves crystal clear.” His last few words are intentionally slow yet pointed and they have you pressing your thighs together in an attempt to alleviate the need to be touched. “Just say the word and we’d be happy to show you just how bad we want for you.” 

“Show me.” The words have barely left your mouth before his lips are slamming into yours, teeth nipping at your bottom lip in a silent demand for access to the inside of your mouth and you oblige without a second to waist. Neytiri on the other hand has found a job in leaving dark purple marks along your shoulders and neck as she caresses the side of your hip and letting a hand wander to the front of your waist moving to cup your barely clothed breast in her hand. Both of their movements have you keening between them.

Soon Neytiri's hand is moving from your breast to the side of your neck dragging your face away from Jake's hungry mouth so she can get a taste for you herself. You welcome the change wholeheartedly. While Jake kisses to consume, Neytiri kisses to savor. Hand on your jaw as she takes her time enjoying your taste. And whiles she's busy exploring your mouth Jake takes the opportunity to explore other things. Kissing down the side of your neck that’s exposed, even sucking a few marks onto the parts of your chest are exposed, that is before seemingly growing fed up with the barrier or needed cloth pulling it down so that it sits right below your tits. Giving him full access to what he wanted he surges forward taking one of them into his mouth while he grips the other in his hand, rolling your nipple between his fingers as he pulls at the other gently with his teeth. The action has you whimpering into Neytir’s mouth and she swallows the sound with a pleased hum, not missing a beat.

After you’ve been deemed sufficiently marked Jake does what he’s been imagining since the first time he’d allowed himself to acknowledge his attraction to you. Dropping to his knees in front of, nose almost pressing a kiss right on your pelvic area before untying your tweng, bringing himself face to face with your glistening folds and taking a deep breath through his nose. Groaning at the scent of your arousal. It’s only once Jake lets out a groan of anticipation that Neytiri pulls away, hand on your jaw now guiding you to look down at her mate. 

“Look at him so eager to taste you Ma Tanhi, will you grant him the pleasure.” She says low in your ear while you gaze down into Jake's hungry eyes.

“You gonna let me eat this pretty pussy baby, hmm?” His hands massage the sides of your thighs and don't doubt that he probably saw the way your walls fluttered at the sound of his voice.

“Please, Jake.” It a quiet whimper of a plea but it seems to be just what he needs to hear, inhaling your scent once more before licking a stripe up your slip, flatting out his tongue as it comes to rub over your clit and your knees almost buckle at the sensation. His large hands brace you by your hips and ass while Neytiri holds you against her by the waist effectively letting you melt at their touch without collapsing to the floor.

Jake's assault on your pussy might start off slow but it certainly doesn't stay that way, not when your hands find roots of his locks tugging and pulling him impossibly closer. No instead he focuses most of his attention to your clit dipping his tongue into you here and there. And soon you feel a finger tip prodding at your entrance, sliding in ever so easy with how wet you've grown plus his own saliva. The intrusion has you gasping and you can't help but think about all those nights you tried to replicate what you thought this would be like.

The job you’d done had nothing on the way it actually felt. Thin but long fingers able to reach that spongy spot within you with ease, messaging it as he sucks and flicks at your clit.

“More Jake, more, more.” Your moans are no longer quiet or meek as you grind against his finger and tongue all at once. He’s quick to grant your request, slowly but surely sliding in another finger which has you throwing your head back onto Neytriri’s shoulder. Neytrir who had been watching oh so silently, free hand come up to pinch and tease at one of your tits now found herself moving so that her lips just barely touched the shell of your ear. 

“Look at you taking Ma jake’s fingers so well, tell me how good it feels.” Her lips brush your lobe as she speaks and you can’t help the rapid nods that follow.

“So good, Jake’s tongue feels so good Tiri, so so good!” All comprehensible thought has left your mouth at this point and been replaced with repeated phrases of ‘so good’ ‘more’ ‘please’ . Your climax was growing closer by the second, you could feel it burning below your skin begging to see the light. And soon enough it did, Jake slipping in a third and final finger curling so perfectly inside of you as he pays attention to your swollen clit is what has you shuttering around him. Legs shaking and snapping rigid to hold him between them as you bucked your hips mindlessly against his face. Moans and whines of gibberish leave your lips as you ride out your high before slowly coming down. Releasing Jake’s head from between your thighs, chest heaving, eyes lidded as you watch him look up at you while licking his lips.

“You think you can take another for me babygirl?” The questing has you nodding numbly. There was no way you’d let this encounter over without having had his cock inside you or without having touched Neytiri the way you’d been dreaming of for ages.”Good girl, love. C’mon baby help me lay her back on the sand.” he instructs Neytiri and they do so easily. Once your back is touching the sand, they both remove their respective tewngs, before letting their lips meet and Neytiri hums at the taste of you still on Jake’s tongue.

“You’ve been good so far baby, why don’t you show us how good you can really be, yeah?” You're agreeing dumbly before you can even think to ask what he means, but something inside you registers it wouldn’t matter what either of them asked of you as long as they kept touching you. You don’t have time to think any harder about that, not when there’s a leg crossing over your face and your face to face with Neytiri’s core in seconds.

“Show me then.” It’s a demand the way it leaves her lips and it has you drooling over her. Neytiri’s hands gather your hair in her hands as she leans over you simply holding it in her hands as she braces herself on the sand. In the meantime you can feel Jake lifting one of your legs over his shoulder as he lines himself up with your entrance, head sliding between your lips and prodding at your hole a bit.

“Ready?”

“Yes.” You answer his question with total certainty and immediately they're both moving. Neytiri settles herself on your mouth and Jake slowly sliding into your warmth. Your walls quiver at the intrusion, but you don't get much time to focus on that, not when Neytiri is tugging at your hair in anticipation. Leaving no time to lose you lap at her cunt, drinking up everything she has to offer and she gives it all so willingly. Rocking against your head, he clit rubs against the tip or your nose as you consume her so completely, tongue diving as deep as it can into her core and it leaves her panting and groaning above you.

“Ah Ma Tanhi, so good.” Her words only encourage and you, you push on devouring her to the best of you ability. It's when you finally get the hang of pleasure Neytiri that Jake decides you’ve had enough time to adjust. Having slipped in his whole length while you were occupied. Sliding out leaving on the tip inside before slamming back in and the roughness of the move has you gasping into Neytiri’s cunt, that move causing a moan  to rip through her. 

“Shit, feel so good baby, damnit.” Jake continues drilling into you at an unforgiving pace that has you sucking and moving so unpredictably against Neytiri's pussy she can’t help the way she continues to pull at your braids. “Gonna mold this pussy to my cock, never gonna want anyone but me, fuck.” Jake’s words are rushed and his breathing is ragged and it has you clenching so tightly around him that he’s seeing stars.

Jake knows he won’t be able to hold on for all that long if you keep this up and he wants, needs you to cum first. His thumb finds your clit with ease, rubbing in tight circles that have your eyes rolling to the back of your skull and you feel another earth shattering orgasm nearing faster than ever. 

Neytiri though, she’s right on the edge and all it takes is a few more dips of your tongue into her hole and ruts of her clit against your nose and she’s unravelling above you, back arching so much it has you raising your hands to her waist to help hold her up as you continue to lick her dry. Letting her ride out her orgasm until she’s lifting herself up and off your face. Straddling your head and moving to sit on her ankles, placing your head in her lap. Giving you just the right amount of elevation to see the way your cunt swallows Jakes dick with every thrust. The sight alone is what has you cumming again.

“Oh eywa, Jake!” Are the only real words you get out before its incoherent rambles and moans. Your orgasm is what begins to set off jakes but he holds for as long as possible. Letting you ride yours out for as long as he can bare before pulling out. Stroking himself once, twice, before he's spilling onto your stomach with a groan of both or your names.

Your orgasms leave you gasping for air, but soon as you all recuperate you aid each other in redressing. Walking to your hut, sweet kisses pressed to your lips with promises of visits come morning.

You always did get what you wanted.

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[quicktosimp]

Just the Tip

Headcanons

Part 2

So I’m bored and I thought I’d try something new 🤷‍♀️

Hopefully it’s good, I wrote it all at work 😅

So how successful would the boys be at “just the tip”

Divider by @cafekitsune

Neteyam

100%

His beloved only asks for a little and that’s all she’ll get

Too afraid because of how tiny she is

Not in the mood for your guts to be reorganized

Doesn’t matter, Neteyam is completely in control

“You feel so good, Syulang. So tight around my tip.”

Aonung

50/50

Aonung has two options

One: in complete control, no matter how much you whine and plead, you will not get more than the tip

“You’ve been a fucking tease all day, now tell my why would I give you what you want?”

Two: absolutely feral, no thoughts only fuck

“Gonna give me babies, yes, fuck yes, Sumtsyìp, take my cock, such a good fucking girl.”

Jake

100%

This man has time and experience on his side

You couldn’t push his buttons even if you tried

Has lived as both human and Na’vi so he knows a humans limits

“No baby, I told you I’m too big, I’d destroy your tiny little cunt, maybe we can work our way up, but for now this is what you get to cum on”

Lo’ak

-10

His boy is spunky with no impulse control

The moment he’s inside your wet heat he’s a goner

Can barely even take it slow enough to get his cock in you before fucking you stupid

“Yes Mamas, gonna fucking cum, gonna fun is your tight pussy, fuck yes”

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Hi could you do a [MORNING] with prompt 129 with Jake 💖

Also, CONGRATULATIONS 🎉 🥳 on 1K, your absolutely amazing 😚

ahhh thank you!!

Jake Sully x Reader

Warnings: nsfw, subby Jake

A low whine falls from Jake’s lips, hips rutting against you gently.

He can’t help it, couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to. Not with the way your ass is pressed so tightly against his throbbing, trapped cock. Not when you’re sighing and cooing in your sleep, hips rocking back and forth languidly as you adjust unconsciously.

He tried. He really did. A few minutes of restrained stillness went by after he woke with a start, cock already aching for your touch. But he’s only a man, and after the day he had, he wanted nothing more than to sink into your softness and let you take over, melting away the stress of running a clan.

It was just his luck that you were already fast asleep, leaving him to settle into a frustrated, restless slumber behind you.

“I’m sorry, baby girl. I can’t hold back anymore.” He mutters the apology into your ear, ripping his loincloth off with one swift tug.

He grips the base of his cock, groaning in relief as his fingers curl around his own thickness, dragging along the shaft quickly. There would be no buildup, no teasing tonight. He’s already desperate, so tightly wound, and he just needs a quick release.

You stir gently at sound of his pleasure, rousing from sleep with a few lethargic blinks. Your fingers swipe at your eyes, clearing bleariness away as you slowly come to. Your ears twitch with every grunt and moan from your mate, heart leaping as you realize what’s going on.

“Jake? Honey, what are you doing?” You turn slightly, peering at him through the darkness.

“Fuck.” His hand instantly freezes, muscles going rigid at being caught, unsure how you’ll react.

Your searing gaze trails down his heaving chest, over his tightly clenched abs, all the way to his hand, still gripping his pulsing cock. Heat settles between your legs, slick already gathering in your loincloth at the sight of him so riled up.

“Feeling a little needy, baby?” Fingertips soothe down his front as you turn to face him, a smirk pulling at your lips when his muscles tremble beneath your touch.

His head tilts back, whimpers rumbling his chest as you bat his hand away, replacing it with yours.

“Yes…please, please touch me.” He mewls, spine bowing as a wave of pleasure courses through him with every slow stroke.

“Shh, shh, don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.” Your lips catch his softly, hand working him toward a quickly approaching release.

A chorus of moans and gasps fill the tent as he falls apart for you, submitting to your touch as readily as you do his.

[deimosphilic]

jake sully, who whimpers when you tug on his hair. who will forcibly tell you to tug it just because he loves the pleasure and pain it brings. “please pull my hair baby. pull it.”

jake sully, who hides his face in the crook of your neck just to hide his whimpers and groans, even though it does nothing. “mhmm” “aughh”

jake sully, who could cum on the spot just by watching you ride his thigh. who will bounce it up and down just to help stimulate your clit. “oh you love that don’t you, sweetheart.”

jake sully, who mocks the noises you make when he fucks you until you can’t even remember your own name. “-and you were like ‘oh jake, p- please’”

jake sully, who makes sure to finger his cum back into your pussy so that he can watch as his babies grow inside of you. who will rub your swollen belly, just for his pleasure. who will stare at your tits, anywhere and in front of anyone, with no shame, which have grown since pregnancy.

jake sully, the sluttiest man on the planet.

[pedropummelmepascal]

Jake is the kind of father to say “pussy” under his breath when his kids don’t wanna do something and it’s works with almost all of them.

The exception being kiri becasue be so Fr my girl has more common sense then that

Lo’ak and Neteyam however nah immediately diving in headfirst.

Nervous about taking their ikran

Pussy yelled from the sidelines

No second thoughts just actions

Fumbles when trying to confess to a crush

Pussy they hear him in the ear peace

Fuck it we ball

Teaching them to hunt and they feel bad for the fish

Pussy as he leans on a tree watching

Neteyam lost all previous care he had and lo’ak was already pulling back on his bow

No thoughts just Jake bullying his kids into growth

(Even tuk when she’s old enough to understand what it means.)

[eternalslover]

Atwow incorrect quotes:

Tonowari: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate, malewife our way out of this one, boys.

Jake, cracking his knuckles: Manslaughter it is, then.

[cosmicsully]

DATING NETEYAM HEADCANONS

Neteyam x fem!Omaticaya Reader

Word count: 2,5K

Warnings: kissing?, neck kisses, mentions of a bloody lip, punching, mentions of wounds, use of Y/N

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tìyawn - love

syulang - flower

oeyä - mine/my (possessive)

Kurkung - asshole (a very strong insult, vulgar)

The dapophet (Na'vi name: paywll meaning "water plant")

Enjoy!

Something Neteyam always loves is your company

No matter how shitty his day had been, how many times he had taken the blame for one of Lo'aks recent troubling events

Your presence always cured his bad moods

He can simply not stand being away from you for too long, his definition of too long is everything that comes after a minute.

Y/N and Neteyam are sitting in the high, vibrant green grass. A comfortable silence swirling around in the atmosphere. There are not many days like today. On the one hand, Y/N is receiving lessons from Mo'at, learning how to successfully tend wounds. Mo'at is having a hard time with the girl, although she could not be more thankful, to be able to be taught by her a true blessing.

On the other hand, Neteyam is very much occupied with his archery and combat training, his father teaching him well.

So now here they are, just enjoying a moment of silence, a moment free of tasks that are just waiting to be done. A moment, where the two of them can relax and spend time with their most loved one.

"Neteyam?" You speak up, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

"Hmm?" he replies his eyes fixated on his lover's braids, which are currently resting between his soft but rough fingertips. He always loved playing with your hair, braiding it, or just simply touching it.

"I promised to help Tuk with her hair, she and I went looking for beautiful pieces to braid into it the other day," you say, a soft smile framing your face.

"What? No!" Neteyam replies, his annoyed tone is clearly visible, he stops tending your hair, his hands falling from your hair to your waist, pulling you close, flush against his chest to keep you from leaving him.

"But I promised! I can't just let her down like that you know that, I love spending time with Tuk."

Neteyam huffed at your response, his chin finding its place on your shoulder, his grip tightening around you.

"I barely see you anymore, tìyawn…" he murmurs against your neck, his hot breath fanning over it, pulling a soft shiver from you.

"Don't go," he whispers, so soft and quiet you would not be able to hear him if he wasn't this close to you.

"I can not bear the thought of you leaving me now syulang." he continues, his lips meeting your soft neck, the sensitive skin erupting into goosebumps.

Neteyam always needs to touch you somehow, In a non-sexual way, his body just seeks your warmth

In public, no matter who is around, he loves curling his tail around you

You walk among Neteyam and Kiri, This trip was supposed to be only you and Kiri, but Neteyam insisted on coming along, claiming "That he has to be there to protect you, in case something happens" He only received a glare and eye-roll from his sister when he said that.

"You do not have to be everywhere," Kiri states, her voice laced with annoyance. Y/N muffled a small giggle with her three-fingered hand, earning a teasing smile from Neteyam. They continue walking deeper into the forest, the plant that Kiri is searching for, not far away.

"I am not everywhere." the Na'vi boy says, his statement followed by a shrug of his muscular shoulders. His head turned towards Kiri, a plant touching his shoulder as he walked past it, lifting his arm to move it out of Y/Ns way, so she wouldn't be hit in the face.

"Thanks," she says, sending her boyfriend a soft smile.

"You are always where Y/N is, and with all honesty, she and I can not even share a moment to ourselves"

Neteyam scoffs, "That is not true!" he fires back, but continues: "I left her this morning to prepare food!" Neteyam defends himself.

The two siblings continue to throw words at each other, Y/N not listening any longer, her mind much more occupied by her surroundings, Pandora's nature always finds a way to make her heart skip a beat at its view.

The animals ears filled with the constant bickering they keep up, as they keep walking and walking, Y/N can feel something soft tingling at her thigh, with a confused expression, her eyes look down only to realize that it is Neteyams tail that starts to curl around her upper thigh.

Pet names are a must for the Na'vi boy

He adores to see you blush whenever one of his names for you slips past his lips, the way your cheeks heat up, a delighted view in his eyes

This boy has a particularly big amount of protectiveness for you

One guy talks to you the wrong way? Guess who goes home with a bloody lip…

You are just finished with the task Mo'at had given you in the morning, the soft light of the warm sun embracing you the second you leave your tent. Clean air hits your lungs, causing a relieved breath to flee your mouth.

The task was difficult, but it opened your eyes for the future, tending wounds will become as easy as walking to you.

Around this time of the day, you and Neteyam always meet at your usual spot, it is a large tree, with long colorful plants all plastered around it.

Almost reaching your destination, a blue figure emerges from the bushes a smile creeping on your lips, but it melts away the moment you realize it is not the boy you are currently looking for.

You remember the guy, his name is Kalun.

"Hey, oeyä." he says, that smug grin plastered all over his face.

It looks very punchable from this angle…

You decide to just greet him back and go on with your walk, sending him a small nod back, just as you step past him, his hand wraps itself around your wrist in a firm grip.

He spins you around to face him again, a gasp leaves your mouth at the rough movement he pulls on you.

"What do you want Kalun?" you say bitterly, him clearly overstepping some personal boundaries of yours.

"I was just thinking about you the other night… and I thought, maybe you want to accompany me one day soon.." Kalun says, a disgusting smirk forming on his lips.

"No thank you, At this point, I thought you noticed that I am very happy with Neteyam," you say with all honesty, trying to remove your wrist from his tight grip.

"Why tell Neteyam? Hmm? We can have a little fun, your little warrior does not need to know…" He whispers the last part, and not only disgust but fear rises in your chest. Your heartbeats quicken with each passing second, Kalun is always quite flirty with you, but he never took it this far.

"Please leave me alone, I am not interested in you."

Kalun opens his mouth again, but before another snarky comment leaves his lips, a fist collides with his face, sending him tumbling to the ground his back hitting it with force.

"Hands off kurkung." is the only thing that reaches your ears, Neteyam quickly hoovers above Kalun, his fist yet again meeting the side of his face. The sudden force on Kalun's face caused his upper lip to split open, warm thick blood dripping down his chin.

"If you touch her again, hell if you look at her the wrong way. A bloody lip is not the only thing that you will receive." Neteyam says with a flat tone, his jaw visibly clenched. Kalun just groans in response a big bruise starts to appear on his cheekbone.

Neteyam is not that jealous when it comes to you.

He trusts you with his life.

But there are moments that just stir him on, and the jealousy gets the best of him, he won't dare to tell you that though, he preferably suffers in silence.

He's the type of guy to not speak to you about this, though his body language clearly shows his tense thoughts.

Clenched jaw, scoffing whenever a guy tries to make a move on you, he knows you won't go for anyone else but the fact that someone even dares to try hitting on you just makes his blood boil.

His reactions are always based on the day that occurred, if he had not seen you the entire day, always occupied with his training. His jealousy is blossoming. Although he's a 5/10 jealous type, he can go from that to an 8/10 within seconds.

The moment he laid his eyes on you he knew you would be his mate one day, he prayed to Eywa that one day the time would come when someone would enter his life that special.

And to his luck that was you.

He makes sure to treat you with respect every single second he's around you, he keeps an eye on your tasks and if they might be too much. He knows you can handle them, he just doesn't want you to overwork yourself.

He is well aware that you are and independent young woman, with a strong heart.

But that does not mean that you don't deserve a break sometimes.

He loves taking you on date nights, simply walking together through the forests of Pandora. Going for a ride on your Ikrans, sharing bonding time with each other.

It's the little moments he cherishes with you.

He trusts you with his life.

This leads to the fact that no one else but you is allowed to treat his wounds. He knows you have learned the basics by Mo'at, that you are a good student and quickly pick up on the most important healthcare ways.

You sit in your tent, working on a new accessory for Neteyams Ikran, you want to surprise him when he and the hunting party return from the Great Hunt. He had been trained at a very young age and developed into a great young warrior.

All types of different colored stones lay before you, the knitting piece in your hand, softly adding and changing your new creation.

It had been a few hours since Neteyam and the others left the clan, a new place as their destination, hoping to return to their clan with great yield.

He left in the early morning, leaving you in deep sleep in your shared tent. Not trying to wake you from your peace he had left with a quick kiss to your forehead.

The gift for Neteyam is something special, but also a way to keep your mind off the dangerous position your lover is currently putting himself in, all his moves only to provide his clan, his family, with food. It keeps you occupied, the thought of a wounded up Neteyam pressed to the back of your mind.

"Y/N!!!" a shrieking voice cuts through the silence that lingers in your home, Tuk storming into it with a big smile plastered all over her small face. Her soft and big eyes filled with excitement.

"They are back! The others have returned!" She quickly walks over to you sitting on the ground, her small hands clasping onto your upper arm pulling at you to go with her.

"Come!" she says and keeps pulling, her tiny hand now intertwining with yours, you can't help but smile at her enthusiasm, her excitement-filled smile can always light up a room.

"Okay Okay! I am right behind you Tuk." Y/N giggles, letting Tuk pull her into the direction of the already-forming crowd around the people who returned. Many Na'vi in one place, everything happens so fast, happy greetings, Na'vi unpacking and talking loudly.

You squint your eyes close, in hopes of catching a glimpse of your boyfriend.

A hand places itself on your shoulder, you turn your head the observation is cut short as Mo'at stands before you.

"There you are child, I need your help treating the wounded." Her face was framed with a soft expression.

"Yes of course, what can I do."

Mo'at quickly leads you back to the tent you so often visit, The familiar workplace comes into view, and she kneels in front of a wounded warrior, starting to tend his wounds with her special treatments.

You yourself find your place with a young warrior, known by the name of Makeyo. He is a friendly guy, always sharing good conversations whenever the two of you meet. He hisses in pain, a decent wound on his left shoulder, blood trailing down all the way to his fingers.

"How did that happen?" you speak up with a small smile on your lips, trying to cheer him up, he has worked hard and well for his clan. He starts to tell you about the hunt, while you collect your ingredients to treat his wound, the paywll’s leaves softly ground into a soft texture, applying it to his shoulder to speed up the healing process.

He keeps informing you about the events that occurred, all the exciting parts and how much new knowledge he has earned by it.

A few minutes later, Kiri stands at the entry of the tent, sweat droplets forming on her forehead. A little out of breath she speaks up: "Mo'at, we need someone to treat Neteyam, he is badly injured."

Badly injured.

Without a second thought, you rise to your feet within seconds, ready to drop all your tasks if it is meant to help Neteyam.

Mo'at stops you in your tracks, her hand stretching out in front of you, "You, my child must complete treating Makeyo, Vin'eya shall treat Neteyam for now." She gestures to the other young Na'vi girl, She and you are good friends, both of you Mo'at's students.

Her facial expression is just as shocked as yours, she and you are well aware that you are always the one who treats Neteyam.

Mo'at holds her stern expression, you nod quickly, dropping back to Makeyo's side, continuing where you left off.

Vin'eya shoots you an apologetic look and emerges from the tent to treat Neteyam.

You are left with your thoughts, What if something really bad happened to Neteyam? Did he have much pain? Deadly injuries?

A few minutes pass, and you keep your task up high and move to the back, cleaning your hands of the substance you treated Makeyo with mere minutes ago.

"I do not approve." an all too familiar voice echos from outside the tent.

"Neteyam, wait! You have to be treated." Vin'eya's voice calls after the Na'vi boy, heavy footsteps approach the tent. There he stands, Neteyam in all his glory. Heavy and painful breaths leave his lungs, his condition worrying you. He had multiple big slashes across his chest and back, a pained expression on his face.

He breathes out in relief the moment his eyes fall on you, he walks over to you dropping himself to the ground and leaning into your side.

"Hey, hey. Are you feeling alright?" you say cupping his cheeks with your soft hands, he whines in reply and closes his eyes, leaning into your hands and enjoying your touch.

"It is only you, I want to be treated by," he whispers, his head falling onto your lap with still-closed eyes.

Your eyes never leave his form, already working on his wounds. What you don't notice are the looks shared in the tent, Mo'at and the others are well aware of the special bond between the two lovers.

[emissaire]

Jake Sully likes spending time with his pretty girl— like, the two of you could literally just be doing nothing but he's still content, heart at peace knowing you're safe within his arms. Sometimes, when he's so tired and seeks comfort, he just lays there with you, your head on top of his chest while he tugs at your braid, lulling you to sleep.

"Aren't you just beautiful?" He would say through a crinkled smile, eyeing your puckered lips when his big hands squeeze your cheeks together. It's become a habit of his as soon as you wake up, doting on you and never failing to start the day with a reminder of how much he appreciates you. You could just be breathing and his heart would pound and his thoughts go haywire, he swears he thinks he's going crazy.

He's also so big and strong, an unyielding warrior— Toruk Makto being true to his nature, but he never takes off the silly, colorful leaves you decorated his hair with while you're sat on his lap during breakfast. One time, someone asked if he got involved into a squabble and fell into a pile of leaves, and he was so offended. He literally went home fuming, telling you about what happened, and while you just laughed, Jake was so huffy and wouldn't let go of you.

FHSJAKSJD DON'T MIND ME. I JUST LOVE THIS DILF SM, U DON'T UNDERSTAND 🥹 HE'S CONSTANTLY ON MY MIND 24/7

[jakexneytiri]

hey so who do you think is biggest *down there* quaritch, jake or tonowari ?

omg okay so this is my personal opinion so if you disagree that’s fine hehe

me thinks tono has girth, he a tall man. and beefy. tall beefy men have thick cocks, i don’t make the rules.

quaritch has length bc he tall and lengthy like a piece of fettuccine but not much girth. plus he’s a brand new recom sooo 🧍also he’s super tall! so lengthy cock for him

and jake has both 😌 i know neytiri’s not settling for an average cock! he may have started off as an avatar, but he’s learned the way of the people and adapted! and by adapted i mean developed an even more yummy cock (perfect mix of girth and length)

[youtellmeman]

Random sully family headcanons

Including- lo’ak, neteyam, Jake, neytiri, and kiri

Jake

Definitely dropped all of his kids at least once. Like it’s actually so bad neytiri didn’t let him hold tuk for a minute just cause she wanted to give her a fighting chance and he still managed drop her

“Babe cmon she’s my kid too I just wanna hold her for a bit I promise I won’t-” “No you are a skxawng. You will not drop this one before she’s had a chance to learn to walk.” “But-” “No.”

Despite dropping his children he still manages to be all of their favorites at one point or another. For the boys it was when they turned 7 to age 10 cause he was so willing to throw them around and lift them by their ankles.

This does end up in them all getting in trouble sometimes when they play too rough and one of them gets hurt . “shhh stop don’t cry your fine you don’t need your mom”- him and whichever son isn’t hurt.

For the girls it’s when their toddlers. Jake was definitely always a patient in Kiri’s make believe clinic cause ik that girl was playing doctor

And dear dear tuk gets him where it hurts most. “Daddy let me do your makeup” really it’s just face paint but he will end up looking like a clown. And don’t let tuk catch him trynna wash his face. It’ll be clash of clans up in there.

“Tuk I have to go out I have duties.” “Leave it on” “babygirl daddy can’t-” tears start to well as soon as he tries to fight back. Def attends a meeting or two with his face covered in a blend of colors

Ok ok now not family Jake

Can’t handle spice for shit I’m sorry someone had to say it look at that man he may be blue but he was white first that mf can’t take it

Let neytiri or even you make him something with a lil kick. Keeps clearing his throat and wiping the dribble from his nose like y’all can’t tell he’s literally dying.

Along with the whole food thing I think he definitely knows how to cook. I’m not saying he’s stellar but bro can wip something up when needed

Definitely forgets how big he is sometimes like he spent so much of his life being normal height and part of it being bellow that he will just smack right into thing or get stuck cause he swore he could fit. He cannot

I also feel like he gets still gets phantom pain in his legs like from being paralyzed before moving over to his avatar completely. Like it’s such a big mental hurdle that I doubt it goes away

Last but not least. And this is my personal favorite. Definitely goads his children into shit.

“Well if you’re too scared” “pussy” “I knew you wouldn’t”

Doesn’t work on kiri cause she just walks away from him

The other three tho, fucking horrible will immediately loose all prior hesitation and just go balls to the wall with whatever it is.

Neytiri

My wife 🙏

Okk mom neytiri up first

Fucking soccer mom bro doesn’t give a damn will fight for all of her kids even if they’re wrong

Corrects them in private but in public, will square up don’t play

Also feel like I’m the beginning she was definitely the stricter parent but as things changed she softened up where Jake took over being more rah rah

Will stand by Jake on most things but sometimes he goes too far and trust me he hears about it

Despite Jake having the boys favoritism in the adolescents. Before and after they are big mommas boys.

As toddlers yo they are up her ass constantly to the point where she has to ask her mom if this is normal.

“Sa’nok my sons they stick to me like sap from a tree it cannot be normal.” “They are children it is what they do.” “Mother I cannot relieve myself without one them following.”

When they get over it though. Heartbroken truly distraught. The first time one of the boys decided they’d rather hang out with their father she was betrayed and Jake of course didn’t help.

As teens they’re not as clingy as they once were but they definitely come to her for comfort or just affection. Whether it be random hugs from her or just cheek/forehead kissed from their mother they’re all about it

The girls and her are different I feel like. They’re definitely close especially tuk with how small she is. Her and kiri though I feel as though they connect more through their spirituality

And she def teaches kiri how to bead and sow and make clothing. I think they have little daughter dates where they’ll make an afternoon of just making beads and song cords. Chatting or sitting in a comfortable silence

Moving on cause my girl isn’t just a mom

To rival Jake. Spice monster bros. Tears it up without a second thought. She doesn’t even blink

I feel like it definitely becomes a big thing for a minute like norm grows a Carolina reaper just to see how na’vi taste buds react to what we consider to be real hot and she eats that shit like it’s a cherry

“Ok so this is a Carolina reaper it’s really hot so I’d suggest just taking a small-” *throws that shit back like a shot* “I-” “tiri spit it out.” “Why ma Jake, it tastes good. Could I have another?”

And I feel like it’s just her like the other na’vi def feel the heat on it. She goes around offering her new favorite snack to everyone and leaves a trail of pain in her wake. Offers one to Mo’at, simply gets a shake of the head paired with

“I will not be taken by Eywa today”

Way better cook compared to Jake. Kids will shoot her a painstaking glance as a plea for help if they see him cooking something they know he has no buisness making and she’ll take it upon herself to slip in some spices and correct some of his mistakes when he’s not looking. Saving her husbands dignity and her children’s pallets.

Tears up the dance floor don’t play with her. Feel like Jake introduces the concept of dance battles as a joke and it becomes a thing within the clan but everyone knows not to challenge neytiri cause she with whip ur ass McJagar style

Snorts when she laughs. Real loud too Jake thinks that shit is hilarious until he honks like a seagull one day and they agree to go cut out the laugh jokes for the sake of their marriage

Neteyam

Best big brother every don’t play with it

Takes after his mother in the sense that he is more than willing to kick ass for his siblings

Someone made fun of kiri for not being a “real” part of the family once and they had to call Jake to restrain him (def let him get in a few good ones before pulling him off)

The kind of older brother that steals his baby sister when his mom isn’t looking

Gets to the point that if neytiri or Jake can’t find tuk they’ll just assume she’s with neteyam cause he’ll just snatch her up and she LOVES it

Despite being less of a trouble maker then lo’ak he still definitely does shit he shouldn’t the only difference is he’s better at being sneaky

I think he’s more cautious around humans compared to his brother but he’s definitely really curious too

Ends up getting introduced to some of our music from earth.

Bro is SZA’s number one fan a thousand years later

“I might kill my ex, not the best idea~” singing to himself quietly unaware of his brother and spider giggling in the bushes. “Bravo! Give us more! More I say!” “Oh shove off lo’ak!”

He def got that rnb voice though boutta guve ninat a run for her money

Takes after his mother on the whole spicy food thing. Loves Carolina reapers too, he thinks it’s so funny to eat them and then breath real hard in his brothers direction just to watch his eyes tear up

Despite being able to sing can’t dance for shit, two left feet when it comes to rhythm lord help him truly

Really good at hunting, takes after his mother once again

The only person good enough at stalking that can sneak up on neytiri without her having to pretend she doesn’t hear him coming.

Weapon of choice is a bow although I feel like he has really good aim no matter what, throwing knives, slingshot, even a gun when his dad teaches him. Just a natural

Will say though someone give this boy a hug cause the amount of pressure he is under being the eldest son holy cow bro

Feel like this leads to neteyam having anxiety attacks just at the thought of having to take over the mantle one day.

Always goes to kiri when he has them she’s the only person who can calm him down

Lo’ak

Despite loving his family I think he can feel really isolated from them at times

I think him and kiri bond sometimes just over feeling like the odd ones out.

He compares him self to his dad and older brother so much like it’s just sad plus he’s always in trouble so it doesn’t help much

Even though him and his dad have their problems he strives so hard to make him proud

If he had to pick a favorite sibling it would be tuk, because despite neteyam being all over her and her being a snitch from time to time. Tuk just adores lo’ak

“Tuk you can’t come with me, it’s for big kids only” “I’m big!” “Cmon tuk it’s fine you can hang out with me.” “No! I want ‘ak I don’t wanna go with tem” “….damn bro how’d that feel” “ouch”

It’s almost tragic Fr, but he almost always folds when it comes to her. The only time he says no and stands on it so when he thinks she’ll get hurt or won’t be able to keep up.

Him and kiri besides being sad together also hang out pretty often

I think, like kiri and neytiri , she and him make beads together tho it’s more kiri doing it and him trying and failing

They having matching necklace pendants. He wears his in his hair as a charm cause he feels like that’s where it’s closest to him

While he does hold resentment towards neteyam I don’t think it’s enough to mess up their relationship. They were kids together and I think that means more

So that being said. Huge pranksters but only on their father.

The about of times Jake has had water fall on him out of no where is almost sad. They place decoys so he thinks he outsmarted them and then bam, face full of colored powder.

“Hah, those suckers. What do they think, that I’m stupid or so-” *leaf hits him in the face dousing him with bright orange pigment. Followed by the snorts and chuckles of his sons* “I’m gonna kill those damn kids”

Takes after his daddy, cannot handle spice. Minutely better then Jake but like not really

Neytiri makes this na’vi version of chilli and she has to make a tamer version for him and Jake. Even tuk can take spice better than them

Also really interested in human culture and ends up with his own little music taste

Feel like he’s big on 90’s rnb and hip hop. Destiny’s child, dr.dre, Tupac without question

Definitely spits hard ass bars for fun sometimes.

*Spider beat boxing shitily in the background while lo’ak is laying the ground work for some life changing shit. Mean while Jake is watching from afar with their mother* “that’s my son”

Will dance and he will eat y’all up with that shit. Norm lets him watch just dance videos sometimes when he comes over. Changes the course of his life

Will get jiggy with it everywhere and anywhere. Would kick everyone’s ass in dance dance revolution if they had it

Hunting, he’s alright

Bros nothing super special cause he’s clumsy as fuck and loud therefore everyone and their mother knows he’s coming but he’s not that bad in combat

Sometimes

Feral fighter, will bite and scratch, real dangerous with a knife. I’d definitely say he’s more of a close contact fighter over distance

Kiri

(We need more kiri love out here man)

Jake’s princess I’m sorry

She has that man wrapped around her finger and she KNOWS it

Will literally get in trouble with neytiri over it sometimes

“Dad can I go out foraging?” “No I want you to watch over tuk today.” “Please dad? Can’t lo’ak do it?” Qeue the sad baby eyes “of course baby girl you’re right.” “Tsk ma Jake so foolish”

Loves all her siblings so much tho and if she ever feels left out she knows she can go to them they’ll comfort her and make her feel like one of them again

Def starts shit with lo’ak for no reason, she just thinks it’s funny to make him mad

Will ease off sometimes when she knows their father went off on him recently though

That’s when him and her make neteyam’s life difficult poor boy.

Is neither here nor there on the spice scale. Better than Jake and lo’ak for sure but no where near her older brother and neytiris tolerance. Besides I don’t think she really cares for it anyway

Loves to cook, very bad at it

Truly comical how many times neytiri and even mo’at have tried to teach her. Like she’s given the family food poisoning multiple times

Makes Jake try everything cause she knows he won’t say no

Subject to tuk’s makeup makeover also but is usually a good sport

Music cause I have to now

She’s an indie girl don’t play

Pheobe bridgers, Liana Flores, salvia path

Girl in red (😋🤭)

Cannot sing but is an okay dancer

At least by na’vi standards cause I’m convinced she cannot figure out human dance moves for the life of her

Lover not a fighter

And I mean that literally that girl ain’t throwing or catching hands anytime soon

She’ll bite a bitch quick and in a hurry tho if she really must

Fr Fr tho she’s a healer we know this miss girl is one of the best there is in the class

Taking after her mother and her mothers mother ofc

I do think however that she likes fishing. Not using a bow, stick and string waiting patiently fishing. Always returns her catches to the wild after praying to eywa in apology for stressing out one of her creatures

[quicktosimp]

Jake Sully Reacting to You Trying to Top

Here’s a quick little post on how Jake would react to you trying to top 💖

Divider by @cafekitsune

Jake

Smug af

He would lean back arms behind his head

“Alright baby if you think you can take me”

Make you do all the work prepping yourself

Then would smirk as you try to sit on his cock, struggling to take it all

“What’s wrong bby? Did you bite off more than you could chew?”

When you’re about halfway down Jake will start to get impatient

Grabbing your hips, and slowly forcing you down the rest of the way

“I tried to let you do it, but it was too difficult for you. That’s okay Daddy will do for you”

Jake then uses your hips to lift you up and down, using you as a fleshlight

All you can do is moan like the pretty little slut you are

[lovemyavatar]

Boyfriend Jake Sully Headcannon

Pairing: Na’vi!Jake Sully x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

Warnings: mostly smut lmao

Jake is endlessly curious, and clumsy, and stupid

The very moment he laid eyes on you, he decided that one day you’ll be his

You’re just trying to keep up with your chores, do your part within the clan

You think he’s nice, of course, but he’s honestly a bit of a pain in the ass

He’s always there, asking you questions, trying to help but only making things take longer, tripping over his own feet and causing too much noise

But somehow, slowly and without notice, you grow fond of his constant presence

You start spending even more time together, hunting, riding your Ikran, weaving

Until one day, all breathy and filled with stutters, he asks you to be his

From that moment on, it’s like a flip switches

When he hones his attention on you, heavy lidded gaze searing a hole through you, you know you’re in trouble

He’s gentle but firm, gripping your throat, your hair, guiding you to exactly where he wants you

So much praise, he’s constantly grunting “that’s it, baby” or “atta girl”

Sometimes you shove him onto his back, and he lets you, arms folding beneath his head to watch you work yourself along his cock

He absolutely refuses to cum unless you’ve finished first

He’ll grip your hips, forcing you to take his powerful thrusts whether you think you can handle it or not

He loves using his fingers, they’re so much bigger than yours, stretching you in ways your own never could

He can’t pick a favorite position, he loves every single inch of your body and will take literally any chance he gets to see you writhing in pleasure

Always has that goofy lopsided grin on his face whenever you’re around, no matter what you’re doing

[rafesmuse]

Jake Sully as your boyfriend

pairing: jake sully x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, nsfw at the end

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the relationship

so! fucking! protective!!!!!!

seriously. if anyone even dares to touch you or hurt you in any way, jake will make them regret it instantly

there are moments when you wish he would just let it go, but you know that he means well

calls you nicknames cause he loves seeing you get shy

“baby girl” eeeeeek

tries his best to be romantic for you in whatever way he can

he enjoys adventurous dates

isn’t afraid to show everyone you’re his. he’s so proud of it

makes you laugh without meaning to because he can be quite clumsy. feels very proud whenever he makes you laugh, though

your smile gives him butterflies every time and he can’t get enough of it

treats you so so well <3

arguments

this man can be so stubborn, which occasionally leads to arguments

he cares deeply about you, though, so if he notices that you are upset or crying, he will immediately wrap his arms around you

the worst thing for him is to see you cry, and if he is the one to blame, he will absolutely hate himself for it

he tries his best to always apologize to you right away

nsfw

loving, passionate, and gentle

he wants to take his time with you and make it as romantic as he can

definitely hates quickies

he will never do anything that will hurt you or make you uncomfortable so he pays close attention to your facial expressions with everything he does

“does that feel good, baby?”

praises you a lot

“you look so beautiful”

…I feel like he has a breeding kink

he can occasionally be a little rougher if someone has angered him, or if he just simply feels like it

in that case, there will be much hair-pulling, choking, and slight degradation

king of aftercare!

lots of cuddling afterward, checking on you to see if everything is alright and asking if you enjoyed it

he makes you feel incredibly loved both during and after you’re done

comments and reblogs are very much appreciated !!

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[odysirena]

Atlantis (prologue)

series masterlist part 1

pairing: neteyam x fem!metkayina!reader

series summary: with the death of quaritch, the sullys return to the forest. not wanting to make your mate part with his family for your sake, you decide to come with them. how will the return of his responsibilities as the future olo’eyktan affect your relationship?

BEFORE READING: characters are aged up 2 years! no explicit content! this follows the movie EXCEPT: it takes quaritch 1 1/2 years to find him and he dies in the final battle! that’s it!!! hope we all have fun (2.3k)

Coming to live with the Sullys in the forest was an easy decision to make. 

In the 2 years that the family lived with your clan, you found yourself sharing lives with their eldest son. Giving him pieces of yourself and receiving bits of him back. 

It started with tales from Ao’nung and Tsireya. 

Words of admiration slipping Ao’nung’s lips in passing, Tsireya commending his ability to keep his siblings in check, and your mother’s warnings to stay away from the newcomers just in case they end up turning their backs on the clan. 

You never really found the family all that interesting, always preferring to keep to familiar faces. Even when the children you look after talked in hushed voices, telling stories of the great Toruk Makto, or when your own best friend gushes about the family’s youngest son, or when you’re tending to your friend’s face after a fight with said family.

The only time a member of their family ever held your interest was when you caught the eldest son with his ikran. 

And as if to make up for the lack of interest you’ve had with the family so far, you find yourself gaping in amazement at the sight of the majestic beast. 

The things that change the world, according to Chaos theory, are the tiny things. A butterfly flaps its wings in the Amazonian jungle, and subsequently a storm ravages half of Europe.

Yoki–the name of his ikran–flaps her wings and a part of you blames it on her. 

You stood in his vicinity a moment too long. He glances your way and a part of you finds it comically hilarious everytime you remember the moment. Was staying still really all it took for this much to change?

Did it really only take the briefest of moments for you to get involved with a family you were previously so uninterested in?

It was almost like a switch was flipped after that. Encounters with the family becoming a regular occurrence, how did it come to this? You always ask yourself. Was it your subconscious? Were you gravitating towards them? Did another butterfly flap its wings?

Later, when you’ve gotten significantly closer, he tells you that he isn’t that unlucky, that his nets didn’t break by chance, that his belongings didn’t just go missing, that his siblings didn’t just happen to be around your area looking for their brother. 

“It’s not the universe’s doing, my love. I saw you, got captivated and was filled with the overwhelming need to always be near you,”

Many nights have been spent like this, you sharing your fascination with fate and him telling you he would have found another way to talk to you even if you walked away at that moment.

—

Falling in love with him means learning to love his family as he does. 

It’s holding Tuk’s hands when the storm gets too bad, even when all you want to do is curl into a ball and gently rock yourself to sleep. 

It’s awkwardly patting his younger brother’s back when he and Tsireya have a fight, comforting him, making sure he feels okay before you talk some sense into him. 

It’s walking in the greener parts of Awa’atlu with Kiri, listening to her rambles as you walk to take her mind off her failed attempt at weaving again. 

It’s his persistence when it comes to visiting your family. A kind smile on his face despite your mother’s hostility in the earlier days. 

It’s taking care of the village’s children in your place when you’re feeling sick. Or guiding Tsireya and Ao’nung the other way when he knows you’re feeling overwhelmed and in need of space. 

Life with him consists of nights telling stories of the lives the two of you followed before your souls decided they wanted to be one. 

You decide you want to actively love him the night he talks about the weight of a title promised to him and his struggle with coming to terms with that promise being broken for his family’s safety. 

Not sparing another moment, you tell him just that. 

"Oel ngati kameie”

I see you.

You look into his eyes as he bares his soul to show you all that he is. The mighty warrior. The golden son. The boy that had to bear the weight of being the heir for seventeen years just for the promised title to leave him, whispering this is for your own good as it closes the door. The boy that wishes he could be more. The boy that aches for his father’s love. 

He lets you take in all he is and basks in the love you shower him with. 

“Nga yawne lu oer,” He says softly.

I love you.

It brings you so much joy when you realise that every fibre of your being believies him. It wasn’t like when your dad said it, obligation seeping into every vowel. Or when acquaintances say it after a favour granted.

It’s quite simple. You instantly believe him because it’s all you’ve known. 

He says I love you and he doesn’t mean it as a thank you for loving me. He says I love you and means it as a promise.

It’s almost as if your soul was made aware of the love he has for you long before the words even left his lips, perhaps his was aware before he even had the thought. 

It’s known for longer than the two of you have because your love bleeds into your subconscious and seeps into your actions. 

It’s why your mother grew so fond of him. Why his siblings grew so attached to you so quickly. 

Because two people can’t build lives together and expect people to not take notice.

—

You’re about to turn 19 when he tells you that his family is leaving. 

First, you ask him if he’s going. The question leaves your lips and it feels like betrayal when he tells you, No, you are my mate. I will stay where you are near. 

It feels like you’re betraying the boy that loves his family more than himself. You voice out your thoughts and all he can do is smile at you before he presses you to his chest, forcing you to listen to the beating of his heart. Do you hear that? It beats for you now. I love my family but they understand that you are who I value the most now. 

It’s his way of telling you that he loves you enough to stay. 

You ask Tsireya to accompany you to the cove of the ancestors that night. She doesn’t ask you questions, but she lets you cry on her shoulders, soft hands caressing your back in an attempt to soothe your sobs. 

When you reach the shore, she holds you back and pulls you into a hug before you go to join Neteyam. I will miss you, sister. She whispers, wiping the stray tear quickly and flashing you a smile, removing all traces of her downcast expression.

You give her hand a squeeze before you part ways, your mind stuck on the tear that fell from her eye and the others that were threatening to fall before she wiped them clear. 

You allow yourself to reminisce on simpler days. When you were younger and were yet to be tasked with the job of making choices and carrying the weight of them. Knocking over Ronal’s herbs and her children–you didn’t know it yet, but they would soon become your best friends–taking the blame for you (They don’t know this, but you told Ronal it was you that knocked them over the moment they turned their back). 

Making the bond with your spirit sister. 

Oh. You chide yourself. How could you forget about Sutì?

The tulkun was beyond ecstatic for you when you mentioned the boy, she didn’t say anything then but you’re so sure she could feel the love from your body language, she could always sense things like that. You know your sister would be happy for you, still, you make a mental note to ask Lo’ak if payakan could send a message from you.

When you finally reach where Neteyam is waiting for you, your thoughts are clouded. He takes notice of the expression you have on and kisses your temple. The simple act clears your thought, even for just a moment, it’s as if he were the god of the skies himself, swatting the dark clouds away.

Neteyam doesn’t catch your exchange with Tsireya so he doesn’t actually know what’s bothering you. But he’s loved you long enough to know that something is wrong. A part of him knows you’re considering it–going with his family– a part of him wishes for you to offer. He would never force you to leave your home, he knows how it feels to leave behind all you’ve known and he doesn’t want you to suffer the way he suffered.

So he calls himself selfish, you’re so selfish. He says it multiple times, holding your hands as he does, in hopes that the feeling goes away because never in a thousand lifetimes would he wish for you to hurt.

But when he goes to sleep that night, his heart curled up in front of him, a part of him still wishes. 

—

When you tell him that you wish to come along, he argues against you.

A part of him cheers. He tries his best to shut it down. 

He calmly recalls his struggles with adapting and explains how he doesn’t want to put you through that. 

He wants you to argue back. 

Neteyam shuts his eyes, overcome with guilt for simply wanting and the overwhelming desire to keep you happy.

You smile up at him, as if you were holding that part of him between your hands, the words that leave your lips immediately calms him down, “We both want this.”

He searches your eyes, looking for a hint of hesitance. When he spots it, he opens his mouth to speak but you interrupt him yet again. 

“I am scared,” he cradles your face as you speak, “but I trust that you will make me happy wherever we are.”

Yes and I could make you happy here, you could make me happy here, he thinks.

But you don’t stop talking, “We could also be happy here, yes. But I do not have siblings like you do.” 

He asks one more time with his eyes, you smile.

“Besides, mother and father already approved of my departure.”

Your statement completely breaks his resolve, tears falling from his eyes before you could reach out to wipe them. 

“I love you,” he holds you in his arms, “I promise I’ll make you happy.”

You smile, content in his arms, “I know you will.”

—

“This isn’t a goodbye, I will see you again,” The words leave your mouth but even you aren’t sure how much you believe it. 

You talked to Jake, Toruk Makto. Asking him questions that were answered with honesty. He says he isn’t sure. Because even with his nemesis dead, the sky people were still in Pandora. 

“Your family isn’t safe here,” you remember saying, observing his face as you spoke, “yet you gave your son the option to stay,” he stopped sharpening his spear, “why is that?”

Jake paused  before he continued sharpening the spear, as if to collect his thoughts. 

“He begged me,” Jake took in the shocked expression you have on and simply smiled, “I am a father, but I also know what it is like to love another,” he stood to put the spear away, “I don’t want my son to suffer like that.”

You’re shaken out of the memory by your best friend cutting off your circulation, “Ao’nung! Skxawng you’re going to kill me.”

You take in his tear stained face and let out an exaggerated gasp in an attempt to lighten the mood. You know it works when the corners of his lips lift and he shoves you playfully. 

When his sister approaches to hug you, his face gets serious yet again. “If you’re ever unhappy there, you’ll always have a home here, never forget that.”

His serious demeanour has you and Tsireya laughing, “How are they supposed to do that skxawng? The ocean would eat them alive before they make it home.”

At Tsireya’s comment, he takes up an exaggerated thinking stance, going on for a moment before he nods to yourself, “Don’t be unhappy.”

You laugh at his resolve but he hushes you, “You can be unhappy once you get an ikran,” your eyes soften at his surprising thoughtfulness, “just so you can go home.”

Your trio disperses when a horn is sounded, signalling your departure. Tsireya and Ao’nung share a look before they tackle you, giving you one last squeeze before you move towards the centre of the crowd where the Sullys stand.

Neteyam reaches over and you join him, waving goodbye to everyone you recognise in the crowd. 

Tuk rushes over to you and you lift her up, “I can’t wait to show you the forest!” She grins and you find yourself mirroring her expression. 

Neteyam takes Tuk from your arms, allowing you a few more seconds of goodbye. 

You catch Ronal and Tonowari’s gaze and smile at their gesture. 

Oel ngati kameie. You gesture back. 

Once you’ve hopped on the ikran, you catch their gaze again. This time, you catch yourself signing, thank you. 

For protecting my home.

For giving me Tsireya and Ao’nung.

Ronal tears up at the gesture and you find yourself mirroring her. 

Once you’re in the air, Neteyam lets his ikran fall back a bit. He holds you and you finally allow the tears to fall. 

(A/N: and!! that’s it for the prologue!! had this idea 2 hours ago and knew i immediately had to start the intro because!!! i cannot wait to write the drama bit lmfao. as always!! reblogs and replies are appreciated! i hope you enjoy the series because i certainly had fun writing)

[authoreetea]

how i think the sullys would be as your family

sully hcs!!

f!reader

note: been feeling rly down about my own family rn lol so i thought maybe this could help. probs ooc but this is just how i see it in my mind. im on a roll today, these characters comfort me way too much its probably unhealthy at this point

jake sully

he's such a dad. he'll probably make dad jokes after you say you've had a bad day, just to make you laugh. he loves his girls, he loves the boys too but let's be honest he has a soft spot for his girls.

every time you succeed in something he'll probably praise you by saying "good job sweetheart!" or "that's my girl!" (tearing up rn)

gives the best dad hugs:( if you feel like shit he will stroke your head and whisper calming words to you

he definitely teaches english curse words to his kids. where else would lo'ak get it?

he loves his kids despite not being so expressive of it.

neytiri

i love neytiri. will definitely teach her kids how to be independent and stuff like that. she'll teach you how to use a bow, how to defend yourself.

like jake, of course neytiri loves her kids. she couldn't dare not to, she held you guys in her womb.

she's very over protective. will go crazy if anyone ever tries to harm any of you.

she'll be the type to stroke your hair as she sings a lullaby to help ease your anxieties.

i bet she's an encouraging mother. always telling her kids that they can be who they want to be and reach whatever dreams they want.

i think she'd be someone you can speak to about whatever

neteyam

he's made for the big brother role. very protective, anyone who's ever courted you will have to meet him and if they do something he doesn't like he will disapprove.

he's probably a mediator, always calm and whatever.

but he loves playing with you, will tease and joke with you.

he's always worried though, as usual. he feels as though his siblings are also his responsibility and if anything were to happen to any of you he'd blame himself.

you were born a year after neteyam, so you've been attached by the hip ever since.

when hunting and he finds something adorable, like a flower, he'd take a few and keep it to give it to his sisters.

kiri

she loves having a sister that's near her age. don't get me wrong, she loves tuk, but tuk is too young for kiri to talk about deep shit.

especially since tuk is probably still in her snitch phase.

you two would be so close. you understood her and accepted her whole heartedly, despite some people thinking she's weird. to you, she was magic.

she loves you, she'd ask you to braid her hair sometimes and it was always a fun bonding time with her as you two would share stories and gossip as her hair was being braided.

lo'ak

lo'ak is often called a troublemaker, yet he loves that you see him as an adventurer.

you supported him in stupid shit he wanted to do and that drove nete crazy, but he also knew that you wouldn't put him to harm and will address it if you thought it was too dangerous to do.

he's not as expressive with his emotions but to you he did it with ease. he tells you how he sometimes feels disregarded by jake and you console him.

when the family went to awa'atlu, you were the first person he told about tsireya and how he felt about her. you gave him advice and talked him out of his insecurity about asking her out.

lo'ak might be impulsive but you were his impulse control.

tuk

tuk adores you. she adores all of her siblings, let's be real. she has such a pure heart.

she always tries to take up all your time, whether its making jewelry, asking you to do her hair, tell her a story, or sing to her.

she looks up to you and neteyam. whenever you neteyam, and lo'ak would be out in duty, she would be at home making you three some bracelets.

would run up to you first after getting back from whatever duty jake had assigned to you.