#miles soccoro x reader

[afro-hispwriter]

A change of heart

Miles "Spider" Soccoro x Ash Na'vi! reader

Summary- you never thought you'd fall in love, let alone with a demon

Warnings- none really

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You still couldn't grasp why your mother let the demons live. They were fakes and destroyed the volcanic territory long ago. 

And it seemed the one who is called Quaritch has entranced your mother. You hated seeing the stares they shared as they spoke with each other, it was sickening.

"I do not understand mothers change of heart." You tell your brother, twin brother, Exo. A rare occurrence on Pandora. 

"She's in love." He teases and you roll your eyes. "You'll know how it feels soon." 

"Whatever, you just say that because Akela accepted your courting."

"And you're just mad Osa didn't accept yours." He said and gave you a triumphant smile.

"Watch how you speak to your future Ole'keyte." You say and punch him gently in the shoulder. 

"And you watch how you speak to your future Tshaik." He says and smirks.

"Whatever, let us just get this patrol done and get back home." 

-

It was very uneventful. No Na'vi or human usually crosses into the fire lands and that was the main lookout.

"We should start heading back." You say and urge your brother to leave. 

"Agreed, nothing has happened." You trudge through the old fallen tree branches and rubble left behind from the countless battles. Then a crunch of the ground came from the side. It came from neither you nor your brother. 

"There is someone here," Exo says and you roll your amber eyes. You signal him to circle around before you pulled back the bowstring and arrow. Your brother disappeared instantly as you were left in the open. 

It wasn't long until you heard grunts and screams. Your brother came out holding a Na'vi girl by her wrists and hair. 

"Let me go you skxawng." She seethes while writing around. You bent down in front of her and grabbed her face, inspecting her.

"Ahh an Omaticaya girl, you are very far from home aye?" She hissed at you and tried to lunge as well but you grabbed her wrist. Her hand caught your eyes. "She has demon blood." 

Exo shoved the girl to the ground and stepped back in disgust.

"We should kill her now." 

"Agreed, do it with a knife." You instruct him and he nods. 

"W-Wait please don't." She whimpered and tried reaching out for you.

"Quiet!"

"My father is Toruk Makto!" She yells making you both stop. "If you kill me what does that mean for your clan?"

"She speaks the truth." You shook your head and put down your knife.

"Let's bring her back, let Mother decide." You say and start to walk away. Exo grabbed the girl and roughly pulled her up to her feet.

"Or more what Quaritch will say." You say rolling your eyes. 

"Quaritch!?" The girl exclaims and starts to struggle. "He destroyed my home, killed my brother. Please you cannot let him see me here, it would put my family in danger." You frowned, stopped, and turned to her. But before you could say anything the rumbling of hooves hitting the grounds stopped you. You looked behind you to see the Na'vi warriors riding and holding torches. Your mother was right in the front, she hopped off her mount and ran to you and Exo. Another warrior close behind to grab the girl.

"Are you two okay?" 

"Yes sa'nok. We found an Omaticaya girl."

"Yes, other scouts in the area informed me once they saw her."

"She is- She says she is Toruk Makto's daughter," Exo says and the na'vi around you gasp in shock. Suddenly Quaritch shoved through everyone.

"I heard Toruk Makto." He says with a terrible Na'vi accent, it sounded like mockery. 

"This girl is supposed to be his daughter," Varang says and points at the hostage. Quaritch looks at the girl before smiling. 

"And she is. Hello Kiri Sully, how's the family?" She tried to lunge at him but her restraints were too strong. 

"Why is she down here?" Exo asks.

"Probably left the safety of the water clans." You perked up at that, you've always wanted to go see them. 

"We should take her back and decide what to do with her." That seemed to settle well with everyone, nobody wanted a war against Toruk Makto. They hoisted Kiri up and started to walk. Quaritch tried to reason with Varang that if she was here, the others wouldn't be far so the time to act was now.

As you reached the village suddenly a tawtute jumped out from the bushes. You reacted quickly instantly having him on the ground.

"WAIT WAIT!" He yells and holds his hands out. "Don't hurt her, please let her go." Your knife pressed against his neck, just at an angle where it wouldn't cut. "Take me."

"Who are you?" You ask and hiss at him.

"My name is Spider and you're holding my friend hostage."

"Spider!" Kiri wails and his attention goes to her.

"Mother," Exo calls, and she huffs, clearly stressed about the whole ordeal. "This is the start of an attack."

"Why did we stop?" Quaritch shoved past the na'vi until he settled on the sight. "Miles?" Everyone looked down at the demon under you, he groaned and rolled his eyes. "Let him go, that's my son." 

"You do not give orders here demon." 

"You better back up from my son." He says and draws his own knife which causes an outcry. People running and hissing at the man to keep him back. Your mother raised her hand, silencing everyone. 

"Y/n let the boy go." Your deep amber eyes widened and your jaw slacked. You then looked at the boy under you, he had a sly smirk on his face. You huffed and stood up, he scrambled to his feet and nodded his head slightly at you but you just glared. In your glaring, you noticed he was tall, taller than the average human. He had blue stripes on his skin and he had a small tattoo wrapped around his left arm. His hair though, it was a color you haven't seen 

"Mother." You hiss and get close to her. "This man." You point to Quaritch. "Is changing how you think and it isn't safe for the people." 

"Maite we do not kill the children."

"That is no child." You point at the human. 

"Enough. We take them both." She says and you groan. Quaritch walks to Spider with open arms and engulfs him in a hug. Spider struggled before shoving the man with a glare. 

-

The two newcomers were thrown into cells.

"You will watch over Miles' boy." Your mother says. "The omaticaya girl stays."

"Oh, he is Miles now." 

"I do not like this attitude Y/n." 

"I am the next Ole'keyte mother, not a babysitter." 

"Yes you are to be but while I am the Ole'keyte you listen to me." Your ears are pinned to your head and your jaw tightened. "Tomorrow you are taking the boy out." With that, she left you there in the cells. You side-eyed the two as they talked, looking over each other for injuries while holding hands. 

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Part 2 is being written now and there will be more spider and y/n

[nightingale2004]

ATWOW Spider "Miles" Socorro x Omaticaya Na'vi girl reader idea pt.1

Imagine if shortly after Spider was captured by Quaritch and RDA, and they had to learn to be Na'vi to find the Sullys. They were followed by a na'vi girl who was tracking them and attempted to kill them, but she failed and was captured by Quaritch and his group, who tried to get information from her, but she in turn hissed, insulted, and cussed them out in Na'vi which they vaguely understood.

Quaritch threatened to kill the girl who looked close to two of Jake's older kids' age, maybe older, if she didn't give him any information or an explanation on why she was tracking them. She just hissed at them again and tried to get free from his groups grip, but when he was just about to shoot her, Spider stopped him by going in front of her and protected her. The Na'vi girl didn't understand why a sky person would defend her against the demons.

Quaritch ordered Spider to move and even tried to move him away himself, but Spider resisted and even bit and threatened Quaritch to leave her alone. Quaritch eventually gave in and ordered one of the members to restrain her and keep an eye on her, and in case she did anything funny. Shoot her. They obeyed and restrained her carefully due to her hissing and threats and stripped her of all her weapons, which were bow and arrows, knife, and dagger. They even took her back to the RDA base for interrogation.

After they tortured her and imprisoned her alongside Spider, she had no interest in speaking to him, but she was impressed by how well he spoke in her native tongue, and she was curious as to why he was dressed like was na'vi when he was clearly a demon but she never spoke to him about that until after A LOT of failed attempts to escape, she decided to endure the demon pretending to be na'vi and eventually they both started talking to each other and learning about about each other and Spider even learned her name (Y/n).

(Y/n) pretended to hate his company, but in the weeks that turned to a month, she grew to like him, but she never let him know that. Spider also learned that she was living on her own in the forest and that she was raised by the animals since her whole clan was wiped out by the sky people before and during the first war against the sky people and she was the only one of her clan who remained.

When the third month came, She and Spider were teaching Quaritch, and his group of demons on how to be na'vi despite (Y/n)'s many protests. But when the opportunity presented itself, she grabbed Spider and made a run for it deep in the forest.

When they got to a safe distance, (Y/n) helped Spider get his tracker out of his air mask and his spare, and Spider, in return, helped get her tracker off. When he did, she noticed her arm was bleeding and saw a bullet wound from they were running away, and when shots were fired. He took care of the wound despite her objections, and they ditched the tracked and continued to find a place to stay the night.

[pandoraslxna]

ohh my!! \(°o°:)/ I loved "sharing is caring"! , I was wondering if u could do more spider smut, please!!(no rush tho! <3)

The Na‘vi way

adult Spider x female recom reader

Words: 2.7k

Summary: To walk, eat, talk and even think like a Na‘vi, that was one thing. But to dress like one? That was a whole new level of commitment just to get this job done.

Warnings: explicit smut, just a small size difference, oral (f receiving), masturbating, fingering, praise kink, teasing, sexual tension, semi-public, hair pulling, tail pulling, Spider is a smug little bastard

Notes: I just realized that I completely forgot about Spiders mask so let’s just pretend he can breathe just fine without it… 🤦🏻‍♀️ Anyways, as you can see I‘m still not that confident in my ability to write for Spider and it somehow feels like he’s not as characteristically accurate as Id like him to be, but I still hope you guys will enjoy this! Let me know what you think pls I’d love to improve my spidey writing skills lmao 🥴

"This is ridiculous…", you mumbled as you peered down on yourself.

To walk, eat, talk and even think like a Na‘vi, that was one thing. To be fair, it was an easier said than done task for your squad. But to dress like one? This was a whole new level of commitment just to get this job done!

Spider thought it was amusing, watching the recoms get used to wearing loincloths and such, all in order to put themselves into their enemies position. That was, until it was your turn to get dressed. Or, well, get undressed.

Spider couldn’t help but stare at you for a good while, now wearing a loincloth and also a skimpy woven top that barely covered more than a few inches of skin. You were seemingly having a hard time getting comfortable with your new clothes, as you were trying your absolute most to hide yourself with your arms crossed over your chest.

He was used to seeing omatikaya women in less coverings than that, but still. There was just something about you showing that much amount of bare skin that had him feeling a little dizzy.

Snapping out of his thoughts before you could even realize that he was ogling at you, Spider cleared his throat, "It’s not ridiculous. Now you actually look like true Na‘vi."

"Lookin' good, buttercup", comes from beside you both, with a snickering laugh that made your cheeks light up bright red. "Fuck off, Wainfleet", you grumbled, "Let’s just get this over with…"

The idea was, to spend an entire day learning how to hunt, with nothing more than a bow and arrows, while also being dressed like a bunch of wannabe Na‘vi. Truth be told, Spider didn’t know if that would actually help them dealing with Jake, but it wasn’t like he was ever planning on actually helping them and betray his (more or less) adoptive family. After all, he was nothing more than a prisoner of war and maybe that was his payback for the way they had treated him so far. Couldn’t hurt to make a little fun out of a group of recoms that had no idea what they were even doing out here, right?

For someone who wasn’t even used to handling guns and such, you did pretty well with a bow.

As far as Quaritch had introduced his squad to him, Spider knew that you were some sort of combat medic, usually just jumping around to treat injuries and make sure nobody dies under your watch. You worked with the military, but you weren’t a soldier. You were also around an head or two smaller than the other woman, Zdinarsk or whatever her name was, which was a nice change, because for once Spider didn’t need to crane his neck entirely to talk to someone. You were pretty much eye level with him, in more than just one way. Compared to the others, you were friendly and kind, and at least you tried to be thoughtful of the environment out here.

When the eclipse neared, the recoms began to set up a small camp in the forest to rest for the night, finally done with todays 'lessons'. There was a river gurgling by and when the Colonel gave permission, you separated from the others to get washed up and redress.

"Oh, no. No. That’s not happening", Spider shakes his head at Lyle who was currently about to set up a small campfire. "What now, pinky?", the recom barks at him, haltering all movements to look at the human with painted on stripes.

"No fire in the forest, bro. That’s an unspoken rule. You’re gonna get us killed if—", Spider tried to warn him, but was cut off short, by the sound of someone calling his name in the distance. Turning to it’s direction and then back to Weinfleet, he points a warning finger at him and says, "no fire", before he’s off to whom had called him.

A little further away, down at the river, he finds you. Your brows are furrowed in what seems to be concentration and frustration at the same time. As he steps closer, he spots the source of your distress.

"Spider, oh thank god. Could you help me with this, please", you grumble, your hands busy fumbling with the tangled cords of your loincloth. "I can’t get this shit off…" The blonde can’t help but laugh when you groan in frustration.

"You have to untie it like this. No, no like—", he tries to verbally guide you, but you seemingly make things worse with the way you impatiently pull at each tiny knot, the strings now tangled between your legs and over your hips. It’s a mess.

"Here, let me help you", Spider then sighs and lowers himself onto one knee before you.

Normally, the woven cords that hold the cloth covering your crotch in place are supposed to be wrapped around your tail. Thanks to whatever you did, or tried to do here, they were now wrapped and tangled around one of your thighs.

"Open your legs a little", he tells you and you do as your told, making room so he could untangle you from this mess. One of his hands is firm on your thigh and you try to ignore the warmth of his palm and the way he unintentionally squeezes the soft of you flesh, while his other hand flips your loincloth up. "Hold this", Spider doesn’t wait for you to respond, already shoving the piece of fabric into your hands to hold it up and out of the way.

He’s entirely too close like this, you think.

You could feel his breath fan over your skin, his thumb on the inside of your thigh, while his other hand reached back and forth between your legs, slowly untangling you.

You had to admit, it’s been a while since the last time someone came this close to you, which made the whole situation so much… worse. Adverting your gaze from the man crouching in front of you, you tried to think of anything else than his hands so incredibly close to your private parts and the way it made you feel so on edge, that you had to concentrate on your breathing.

Meanwhile, Spider attempted to find something to focus on other than the textured rope holding the two halves of your loincloth together. It rode low. Pinching the flesh over your hipbones, like it was squeezing, teasing. There was also his hand, both of them entirely too close to your—

Glancing up, he found your eyebrows scrunched together as if you were concentrating very hard. You looked up at the sky and your chest raised and fell in deep breaths, seemingly trying to calm yourself.

You couldn’t have been more obvious if you tried.

With a hand still firm on your thigh, Spider gently squeezes the soft flesh to test the waters. A smug grin spreads on his face when you don’t immediately tell him to stop, your eyes still glued to anywhere but him. He knows it’s risky, knows it’s probably not the best idea, but he can’t help himself. His hand moves a little higher, until his thumb is barely an inch away from the thin cloth covering your sex. He traces the outline of your cunt, just a teasing touch that, if your senses weren’t on high alert already, you wouldn’t even have noticed.

A small gasp escapes you, when he adds a little more pressure on his thumb, but you still don’t tell him to stop. You only shift your stance slightly, your hands still holding the front of your loincloth in a tight grip. A task for which you were grateful for, otherwise you wouldn’t even know what to do with your hands.

Spider gently brushes his digit over the thin covering between your legs, feeling the delicate outline of your clit, until a small wet patch formed right there. A mouth watering sight. He watches intensely, how you let your head fall back, how you squeeze your eyes shut and a deep blush spreads on your blue cheeks that made them look a little purplish. He had to admit, you were adorable like this.

Dutiful to his task, he then pulls his hand away in order to untie the final string, and your loincloth slowly falls off of you.

"There, all done", the blonde says softly, smiling up at you. A beat passes in silence, with just the two of you looking at each other, and Spiders hands still firm on your thigh. Your lips are parted slightly, as if you were trying to say something, but your voice was nowhere to be found. His thumb rubs gentle circles over the soft blue skin of your inner thigh, and you exhale a shaky breath. The blush on your cheeks deepens, when his gaze falls to the glistening folds of your cunt, right in front of his face, and then back up at you.

"Can I?", he asks, to which you nod and whisper a breathless, "please."

It’s all he needs to hear to return his hand between your thighs, index finger swiping through your folds to locate your clit. His fingertip circles the tiny nub gently, while he pays close attention to the buckle of your knees when he touches it just right. Arousal begins to heat up your blood as he slides his digits from your clit to your entrance. Your breath hitches.

"You’re so wet", Spider murmurs, grinning, "Did you enjoy walking around like that today?"

"Shut up…", you whisper, although it sounds more like a whimper to him. With a chuckle, he continues his teasing touches, running a hand up and down your thigh while the other smears your slick back and forth.

His fingertips are featherlight as they tease the little nub of pleasure, drawing circles around it before he slides them back and dips them into you– just an inch, and your legs tremble. There’s a sound coming from deep within your chest as he repeats the same motion again, and it almost sounds like—

"Are you purring?", Spider snickers, "Fuck, that’s so cute." Before you can talk back however, his face inches closer and then his tongue darts out to give a kitten lick to your clit. Instantly, your hands fist into his locks to anchor yourself. A breathless moan slips past your lips once he flattens his tongue against you, groaning at the taste.

"Spider, the– the others…", you swallow thickly, trying to collect your rapid breathing, "they’re going to hear!"

"Hmh", he hums in agreement, glancing up to give you a teasing wink. "Guess you‘ll have to be more quiet then."

His mouth his back on you in a heartbeat, lips closing around your clit and then he sucks and your eyes flutter close in bliss. You have to bite down on your bottom lip, hard, in order to stay quiet, but it only gets worse when he finally inserts a finger into you.

"Oh, holy shit", you moan, quickly clasping a hand over your mouth.

Then, he wriggles a second finger in beside the first one, and starts to ease them out together, then back in, a slow, slick push. You squirm, high pitched moans falling from your lips, muffled against your palm, and then a choked and breathless noise as Spider settles into a slow rhythm, pushing in deep and curving to brush something inside you that has you clenching greedily around the digits.

Meanwhile his tongue continues to lap at your clit, rolling it over every inch of the wet, warm muscle before closing his lips around it again. He sucks, kisses and slurps and it’s so obscene, you can barely look.

It feels so good every time he curves his fingers into you, hooking and pressing at that special spot, that you don’t even realize how hard you had been pulling on his hair. But Spider doesn’t seem to mind. If anything, he’s groaning into you like he enjoys this more than you do.

Your mind felt fuzzy, clouded with the squelching sounds he expertly worked out of your pussy until you were gasping and panting for air.

"S-Spider I‘m– wait, I‘m close, I’m gonna come", you half whisper, half whine, tugging his hair to make him stop for a second to look up at you.

His pupils are almost completely blown as his gaze meets yours, the bottom half of his face glistening in your slick and that smug little bastard has the nerve to smirk like a cat that got the cream.

"And?", he raises a brow, almost making a show out of licking his lips clean.

"You didn’t, I mean… you still haven’t–"

"That’s why you’re making me stop?", he chuckles like he can’t believe it, but then his eyes flash like an idea pops up in his mind.

The hand that had been resting on your thigh moves, slides down your leg before it finds the waistband of his own loincloth. With half lidded eyes you watch him pull his cock out, hard and leaking pre-cum in rich droplets that ooze from the slit of his tip, and you catch yourself swallowing at the sight.

Spiders hand closes tight around his shaft, giving himself a slow tug that makes him moan softly, and then his mouth is back on you. He’s stroking himself now, to the rhythm of his fingers that are pumping in and out of you. The low groans coming from him vibrates against your clit and you throw your head back at the pleasurable feeling.

He’s incredibly skilled with his mouth, you realize, aiming just right with the pointy tip of his tongue as he swipes over your clit in fast, tight circles. With the way he simultaneously scissors you open, it’s no surprise how quickly he can get you close again.

"F-Fuck, oh fucking hell", you moan in a whisper, "So good, feels so good! Oh– my god!"

Spiders cock throbs in his fist at the sound of your praise and he strokes himself faster, harder, teasing the slit with his thumb, imagining it’s your tongue instead. His eyes are shut and his brows are knit together in concentration as he makes out with your clit, feeling it twitch on his tongue and your walls spams around his digits.

He’s full on groaning, grinding his face between your thighs as he feels his own orgasm approach, he just needs a little more, just—

"C’mon, pretty. Come for me", he muffles almost desperately against you, fingers curling against your sweet spot at just the right angle and then you tug on his hair to get his lips back to your clit and that’s all it takes. With a hand clasped tight over your mouth to muffle your screams of pleasure, coming undone on his tongue, clamping down on his fingers and sending him clean over the edge with you.

Hips raising and pushing up into his fist, Spider comes with a choked off groan, sucking on your clit so hard it felt like you were going to collapse if he didn’t let up anytime soon.

"O-Okay, okay, fuck– Spider, s-stop", you half giggle, half moan, before he finally withdraws from between your thighs with a last kiss that makes your hips buck into it.

"Holy shit, where did you learn that?", you laugh breathlessly, genuinely impressed, as you watch him rearrange his loincloth and straighten back up.

But Spider just shrugs sheepishly and grins, "Well… it’s hard being the only one of the very few humans in the village. I had to find some way to impress, you know?"

"Hmh, I see", you giggle, nodding along. There’s a moment of comfortable silence that follows, and as you bend down to pick up your clothes. But then a warm hand settles on your hips.

A smiles tugs on your lips.

"I could show you what else I’ve learned", Spider murmurs, tilting his head to meet your eyes over your shoulder. You glance back at him, watching as he steps closer until his crotch makes contact with the curve of your ass. "Could show you the real Na’vi way." He smirks, then adds, "If you want."

His fingertips trace the arch of your spine until he reaches the base of your tail, where he closes his hand around it and tugs, firm but gentle. But it’s enough to send a full on body shiver through you, and your eyes widen in surprise as you feel a familiar tingle between your thighs.

Well. That’s new.

[mo-2020ao3]

AVATAR TWOW THEORY

When Neteyam was dying, his last words were "Dad I-" and most people thought he was going to say "Dad, I love you." But I have a different idea. Neteyam always wanted to be the perfect son and carry on his father's legacy as a brave and mighty warrior. But as he was dying he knew he would never achieve that. So, I believe he was going to say “Dad, I’m sorry,” trying to apologize to Jake because he felt like he let him down and didn’t live up to his expectations.

[ang3lik]

spider with a girl that grew up with him start noticing that they have feelings for each other just really sweet fluffy smut pls

𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

#pairing:: spider socorro x fem!human!reader. #warnings:: vaginal unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), grinding, handjobs, fingering, slight edging, mentions of mating (na’vi) and mentions of death. #w/c:: 2.6k. #a/n:: exopacks are not a thing for this fic, just pretend humans can breathe on pandora. this was a lot and is kind of long but i love it. if you’d like to be added to any taglist you can send an ask or dm !! enjoy ! (i haven’t proof read this so if there’s any typos or warnings missing, just let me know, sorry !)

spider had always been fascinated by the na’vi. pandora itself as he explored the wonders of life each day. but he never felt exactly at home. he saw the way neytiri judged him from afar, he understood your reasoning as his own kind destroyed your home.

but he just wanted a family, a family to feel like home. his relationship with jake was quite comforting, very much like a father figure to him. spider felt as if they had an understanding of each other in sorts. when jake would tell stories of earth at night around a warm fire, he would be so intrigued.

jake saw the way spider would listen more intently than his children, the comforted but excited gleam in his eyes, guilting him slightly. even though jake’s stories fascinated him, he didn’t think he’d ever want to leave pandora though.

his relationship with the sully brothers was just the same. they both saw him as a brother and spider the same. neteyam was very protective of his family, spider included, he knew how much trouble lo’ak and spider would get into and would scold them both equally.

neteyam taught him many ways of the omaticaya clan, he taught spider to train, his body gaining muscle and building strength. he also taught him to shoot arrows with a bow. they would often also tussle, neteyam a lot gentler considering his height, but he must admit he thought spider was strong for his kind, fearless too just like a warrior.

lo’ak loved spider. he loved to explore his home just as much as spider did. however the two were quite this mischievous pair. often receiving scoldings from his older brother and father. they hung out a lot. running around like children all the time. they’d do anything for each other, just like brothers.

his relationships with kiri and tuk were both adorable. he was very protective of the girls, he knew as sisters. just like neteyam and lo’ak, he protected kiri when boys would talk to her. he always kept a watchful eye on both sisters as he knew kiri loved to explore and tuk would never be far behind her.

but his relationship with you however, was way more special. you both grew up together, playing as babies, growing into toddlers and changing into teenagers. but no matter your age, you only grew closer. he knew his mother had died shortly after his birth, just like yours had died during your birth.

you both kept pictures of your mothers, sticking them above your beds and making up stories at night at what you’d think they be like. the way he talked and interacted with you was way different to any of the relationships he’d had.

however around the age of 13 he started to develop a nervous feeling around you. spider always thought you were beautiful, but one day you looked prettier, if that was possible. each day from then you only got prettier. now at the age of 18, you were the most beautiful human being he’d ever had the pleasure of being able to look at, the fact that he got to even touch you, hug you, hold your hand, kiss you still was unrealistic to him.

you always knew you’d had feelings for spider from a younger age. much like spider it did happen just one day, where you looked at him different. you were making dinner with norm, spider stood next to you as he cut vegetables too.

you’d just gotten back from hanging with the sully kids again. however, spider was off with neteyam training with him and lo’ak, as you helped kiri collect some substances from plants for her tsahìk training.

your eyes gravitated to his calloused hands, holding the sharp knife, his veins slightly bulging out. they travelled upwards along his forearm to his biceps as they strained, his muscles had grown. his body was covered in a light sheen of sweat as all the running and laughing you had done on the way home had tired him.

you’d catch yourself looking at his lean torso sometimes too, your mouth watering just a little as you thought about touching his body just a little. he’d catch you at times too, his body heating up under your gaze. eventually, the lingering gazes, touches, thoughts had proved enough for you both.

when you were both 16, under the stars one night you had laid closer staring into each others eyes as they both sparkled in delight. he had shocked you with his confidence as he leaned closer, looking down at your lips, his nerves quietly eating away at him as your hearts heated faster in tandem as your lips connected lightly.

he pressed soft pecks to your lips, experimentally. testing the waters as each kiss grew longer. eventually you broke apart, breathing heavier as rosy blushes set into both your cheeks as you giggled slightly. from then on you and spider had been “together”, never really making it official, he just knew he was yours and you his.

small make out sessions, turned into light grazing touches along each others skin, and the make out locations changed. from the forest at night to in your bed. you and spider didn’t share a room but it wasn’t usually for you to sleep in each others beds.

you had both done it for comfort starting at a very young age, so norm never suspected a thing. the kisses grew hotter and faster though as you’d explored each other. you’d never had sex however. always stopping when your hips would jolt up or his hips would grind down into yours.

however as you both grew so did the sully boys. everyone now knew that you and spider were together. sharing small pecks around the family and it came to no surprise that they didn’t bat an eye either. of course, kiri had pulled you away as did the boys to spider, kiri squealing on delight as you told her the new development.

the boys were also very happy for spider and you. congratulating their brother on getting over his nerves and confessing to you his feelings. it wasn’t long until neteyam also found his mate, mä'reyna and lo’ak found his too, äìset.

it was quite normal for the boys to bring their problems to each other, confiding into each other for advice. they shared experiences. no problem was too embarrassing or complicated and they figured it out together.

but after neteyam had told his brothers that he had officially completed his mating with mä'reyna, he had felt eager to try more with you. neither of you had ever minded or were scared to go further you just thought it should be something special, just like the na’vi.

after lo’ak had told him of his mating with äìset too, he knew he had to create the perfect setting to decide he wanted to touch you again. as it began to get late he found you with kiri, “it’s getting late, i think norm would want us back.”

you were confused as it was only eclipse, usually you could stay for a while longer but you didn’t question him so you said your goodbyes, hugging kiri goodnight before following him. you were looking down at the floor as spider led you home, but you looked up in shock as you bumped into his chest.

you looked around, this wasn’t home, it was higher up in the forest, ‘the lookout’ everyone called it, a safe spot high in the forest above the hills, a spot through the trees where the stars shine down into a wide path of grass.

spider led you to sit down in the middle. His body collapsing down next to you. the air was warm, the sky getting darker, little noises of animals around you croaked. his hefty arm crept around your shoulders pulling you into him gently.

you laid back looking up at the sky, your head on his chest, hearing the thump of his heartbeat which oddly grew faster by the second. you tilted your head up at him to ask what was wrong, but before you could get a word out, he spoke, “i love you.”

you smiled at his words, before he continued, “but, I want you even more.” you sat up, leaning over his body a little, your hair framing his face as you looked down at him. “what do you mean?” you asked.

“i love it when we kiss, when we’re alone together always…” he grabbed your hand gently, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. “but i want to do more.”

he signed out heavily, feeling a little more relaxed as he hit his feelings of his chest. his eyebrows rose slightly in surprise as you let out a light laugh. “why didn’t you just say? are you ready for that?” you asked him.

“i am,” he answered. “i just thought maybe you weren’t yet ready so i held off.” you both snickered at each others responses as you continued to look into his eyes. if he wanted something you’d always try your best to give it to him and if he wanted you, who were you to complain?

you leaned down connecting your lips to his slightly as his hands went straight to your hair. softly running his fingers through your locks as he groaned and sighed in pleasure. he loved kissing you. probably too much. but just the feeling of you so close to him, your lips on his moving together was the best feeling he’d ever felt.

he wasted no time in turning you over. his hands caging you in on the green grass, his dreads hanging over your face. he moved to your neck, sucking light hickies into your skin. this was perfect, exactly how you’d imagined it. under the stars in the peace and quiet, warm and comfortable with the boy you loved.

he got bolder, kissing down onto your chest. you guys wore human clothes at times, especially in colder seasons. things like sweatpants, shirts, shorts. but spider preferred his own loincloth to anything. but he still thought you looked beautiful in your loincloth and a shirt.

he pushed your shirt up, raising your arms up so he could pull it off, throwing it to the side. his lip’s immediately gravitated towards your nipple, sucking lightly as you let out a small moan. you felt him smile at your sounds against your chest.

your hands left gripping the grass, raising to his shoulders as you gripped his shoulders. he moved fast and eager, kissing down your navel, his tongue peeking out lightly to leave a cold trail on your stomach. as he got closer to your clothed centre, goosebumps raised on your skin, you arched up into his touch.

he came back up to your face, kissing you heavily again. god he felt so good and he made you feel so good, without barely touching you. you spread your legs slightly, letting him kneel between them as his hips pushed down onto yours.

you could feel his cock harden through his loincloth as a wet spot grew on yours. your hands trailed down his sides before untying the sides of his loincloth, pushing it down his thighs, as you still kissed him fast. you felt him up as you grabbed his length lightly, moving your hand up and down slowly, gripping the base tighter on the way down.

he broke the kiss, looking down and watching your hand jack him off slowly and he breathed heavily. leaning up on his left elbow, he lives his own hand down to the centre of your loincloth, looking to your face for confirmation.

you nodded quickly at him before he moved the length your loincloth to the side, trailing his thumb over your clothed centre. his thumb pressed down above your clit as he circled it, the friction of them cloth rubbing against you, making you moan loudly.

he couldn’t wait any longer, the noises you made and your palm still gripping his length that hardened even more became painful. he rose up on his knees, leaning back on his ankles as he untied your loincloth, pulling it off and throwing it again.

he pushed your thighs further apart as he moved closer his fingers coming back down on your clit as he circled it quickly. he watched the way you squirmed beneath him, soaked and leaking more witness from under his fingers, he covered his middle and pointer finger in your slick as he gently pressed around your hole, dipping one of his fingers in up to the first knuckle, checking your face for any signs of pain.

you didn’t wince and your face didn’t express any pain, you only tightened around him wanting more as he pushed it all the way in slowly. you only made a small gasping noise, one of newfound pleasure, as he thrusted his disgust in and out slowly.

you clenched again as he pumped faster, your noises growing louder as his pushed his middle finger in alongside his pointer. you winced a small bit as his fingers immediately stopped, but you looked at him, giving him a small smiles, “it’s okay, i’m fine,” you managed to speak out.

he started to pump his fingers again faster and deeper as you got wetter and louder. his cock grew red and painful, precum sliding out of his tip as his body heated up. your body grew hotter, tingling in all the right places, about to cum, before he stopped.

you opened your eyes in confusion and annoyance before you could see him, holding his cock and sliding it through your folds, up and down your slit, he leaned down, kissing you sweetly.

“sorry, i couldn’t wait,” he said, sheepishly.

“you promise to tell me if it hurts?” this is why you loved him, because even in such an exciting moment his first and only priority was your safety. you lifted your head kissing him again before saying, “of course.” he nodded, processing everything that was happening before slowly sliding into you.

a long, hefty groan left his lips, as he felt the warmth of your cunt, tight and wet around him. your moans were singing in his ear as he filled you up. he attempted shallow, gentle thrusts at first, but his hips lost control as you begged him to fuck you faster.

you moved your thighs to sit atop his hips the new angle allowing his cock to push in deeper, hitting that spongy spot deep inside you. every time he pushed in, the tip of his cock grazed it, edging you closer to your orgasm.

you felt heavenly and your orgasms crept up once again, fast, as you tried to tell him. small screams and moans leaving your mouth. he was moaning too. deep and loud, as his cock twitched, the feeling of so much pleasure all at once overwhelming him.

you came around his cock, clenching around him, shaking slightly underneath him as your eyes rolled back. he came fast, spilling inside you, his body hot, all his limbs trembling, trying to keep himself up. you breathed out opening your eyes, watching him still thrusting, riding out his high.

he slowed, collapsing down on top of you and rolling to the side. as you lay together, his hand gripped yours. you imagined this was the first of many firsts you’d share together, because you could never feel it with anyone else.

as he lay next to you, a new warmth spread through his chest, not just one of love, one of belonging. a feeling of home, as he realized hime didn’t have to be a place, home was a person and you were his home.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @astarborntowrite @liyahsocorro @gr4veyardg1rl

[wh0rezs]

MIRRORBALL

PAIRING: SULLIES X HUMAN ADOPTED DAUGHTER/SISTER! READER

SUMMARY: Being the Sullies only human child is much more difficult than most realize described by Taylor Swift’s “Mirrorball”

WARNINGS: angst, mentions of parents death, abandoned issues, seeking comfort in anyone, major character death (not Neteyam)

“And they called off the circus”

“Burned the disco down”

Your family at the RDA was something you called a circus. Not all only was it your soldier mother and your scientist father but Grace Augustine and Max Patel. Parker Selfridge even took you under his wing, and your mother’s team lifted you onto their shoulders.

Trudy took you flying, Grace gave you piggyback rides on her avatar body, Colonel Quaritch would let you fire a gun, Lyle once let you glue a wig onto his bald shiny head. Your own circus. You were even deemed “honorary sister” to the child growing in Paz’s stomach. The RDA was like non-stop disco but everything good must come to an end.

And the end came with Jake Sully. You liked Jake, he was buff soldier surrounded by a bunch of skinny armed scientists, and he raced you in his wheelchair. But something changed when Jake got accepted into Omaticaya.

The scientists left RDA, moving to remote location and along with them went your father. Your mother cursed his name, saying he had gone soft hearted on the animals which plagued this earth. You felt trapped but you still had some of your circus left.

But then it burned down. A war came with both of parents fighting on the opposite sides of it. Your father in his avatar body and your mother in her helicopter. You were left alone with Max Patel, praying that they would both come back to you. Neither of them did.

Your mother had been taken out by Ikrans and your father was shot repeatedly in his avatar and then choked on Pandora’s air.

So your circus was called off and the disco burned down.

“When they sent home the horses”

“And the rodeo clowns”

After the war, humans were forced to leave, expected you and MJ. You watched as Jake, Norm and many other Omaticaya guided your family into the ship.

You had hidden out of sight but Parker Selfridge had seen you. You liked Parker. He had sure you were entertain expect that one time he forced you into school. Your parents often describe him as a clown, so you did too. But you mentioned right in front his face.

You remember everyone in the room going silent, waiting Parker’s reaction. He laughed, saying that you had spunk. Oftentimes when he was taking care of you, he would carry on the circus theme by calling the workers under him horses.

Yet here they were leaving you. You knew they did terrible things but they were your circus. Parker nodded his head for you to come out, so you did, running to him for one last hug.

“You gonna be alright,kid. I am giving you my number in case you need to call but I heard that Sully has adopted you, per your father’s request.” Parker spoke as he wrapped his arms around your back. Parker would never admit to it but he really thought of you as his kid.

A large blue landed on your shoulder, pulling you away. Jake stood way above you and signaled for Parker to start walking again. Once he reached the plane’s entrance, he waved and headed inside. You turned into Jake’s legs and cried.

They had sent home the horses and rodeo clowns.

“I’m still on that tightrope”

Before your father met his untimely demise, he asked Jake to watch over you if he died. Jake honored his promise. He had spoken to Neytiri many times about you and Neytiri knew your father’s avatar, so she agreed.

The whole adoption process was like walking on a tightrope. You had to balance out, carefully staying on that thin line. Most Omaticaya couldn’t say stuff to you, due to you being the Olo’eyktan’s daughter but you didn’t want to lose your balance, tipping off any of them. Omaticaya would never really accept you as human, especially after what they did as Hometree. Many of the People would send glances full of fury with their hands tightening around their bows.

Your adopted parents took care of you but soon they were welcoming a son. An Na’vi son. One who looked like them.

So you remained on that tightrope once Neteyam, your brother, was born.

“I’m still trying everything to get you laughing at me”

You found yourself in Parker’s position, a mascot. The human mascot for the growing family of the Sullies. You liked your baby siblings but they couldn’t tell you how proud they were of you.

As the mascot, you tried to keep your family happy. Trying to get them laughing even on the days when your adopted mother would send hateful gazes towards you.

Soon you realize that you just power through those days, and still make sure your family was laughing.

“I'm still a believer but I don't know why”

You liked to believe, considering yourself a believer. You liked to believe that you were the first born Na’vi daughter of the Sullies, a profound warrior like your mother or future Tsahík like your grandmother.

Yet you were pulled back into reality as you peered at your reflection in a stream. You had your father’s eyes with your mother’s hair. You shared their skin color, which wasn’t a blue.

You like to believe that they were still alive,too. You and them had nice little cottage inside the forest along with your human brother, Spider. Your mother help teach young Omaticaya fighting while your father took care of injuries. Spider and you grew up close with the Sullies, and at night your small family would join them, then walk to the cottage.

Yet once again you pulled back into reality as you heard Jake shout your name, calling out it was lunchtime.

You were a believer yet with painful stuff to believe and you didn’t know why.

“I've never been a natural”

“All I do is try, try, try”

Contrary to what any people believe, you couldn’t do anything relating to Na’vi training.

Unlike your siblings, you couldn’t shoot an bow nor climb a tree under 3 minutes. You couldn’t fish, hunt or fight. You were useless. Your father would tell you nonsense, saying you helped Mo’at and Kiri with healing and injuries but you couldn’t help your feelings.

So all you did was train but you were no natural. Even Spider could do more than you, but you tried. And tried. Tried again but your abilities never honed.

You weren’t a natural at anything but you did try, try again and try.

“I'm still on that trapeze”

Many years had passed since your adoption and you finally made it off the tightrope, yet now you were on a trapeze. Swinging from being a honorary Omaticaya to trying to catch onto being a human. Luckily, this time you had Spider being your trapeze partner.

Spider knew the pains of being a human in a Na'vi world but sometimes he felt closer to the Omaticaya unlike you. You felt at home with humans considering 7 years of your life you were raised by the RDA. So you lost your trapeze partner, flipping onto one bar waiting for the other one to come without the force of another.

So you were still on that trapeze.

“I'm still trying everything”

“To keep you looking at me”

In the forest, you had always tried to have someone’s eyes on you but in Awa'atlu you can’t get away from watchful eyes. As your family settled into the ways of Metkayina’s, you remained a stranger.

Strange and dangerous creature is what the Metkayina would tell their children, as they glares bullets into your skull. Then after a half of year living with them, the RDA found your family again.

Everything after that point was a blur, you can remember Lo‘ak leaving to rescue his ‘brother’, your siblings and you with the help of the Metkayina children pulling off the tracker off of Payakan.

Then the ship came and some of your siblings were taken but you and Neteyam saved them. Lo'ak convincing Neteyam to rescue Spider, which you three did but then every stopped.

You had pushed your three brothers into the water, has you held off the avatars. Just you were about to jump into the water, a searing pain flared in your chest— a bullet had hit you. Stumbling into the water, your brothers cheered until you announced you were shot.

You were brought to an rocky island where Tsireya began to address your wound while your brothers comforted you— Spider holding your hand as he talked about your childhood with him— as your parents arrived. Your final wish was to see home again— your circus, rodeo clowns and horses. To stop believing, and trying. To finally come down from that tightrope and trapeze.

You felt peace as you walked through the forest,reveling in your new home with your father and godmother Grace.

Jake and Neytiri were brought to first time you three were a family. Oftentimes, you would flicker in between you as child to you as an adult. Though you would always mutter the same sentence.

“I tried everything to keep you looking at me.”

[spidersbabymamaoffical]

Cloud 9

Aged up!Spider x Fem!Human!Reader

Word | 2.0k

Warnings: NSFW(Duh), AFAB genitalia, Fingering, High Sex, Unprotected PinV, slight choking, slight cock warming, creampie

MDNI banner: @benkeibear

Divider: @cafekitsune

Being friends with healers always had perks. So when a clique of metkayina healers wanted to befriend you, you couldn’t turn down the opportunity. You were hanging out in the metal container you and spider called home on the island.  “Dude, this stuff is crazy.”

 he said, a goofy smile across his face as he laid himself back on the blanket you placed on the old tile floor. One of your friends managed to snatch some herbs from the medical tent and you and the spider decided to roll those suckers up and get high. You giggle loudly, a familiar blaze clouding your mind. “Why do you have that goofy ass smile on your face?” 

Spider looked at you, his eyes glazed over from the smoke. He couldn't help but find your laughter contagious, a smile widening on his face. "Hey, can't help it. This stuff just makes everything feel...funnier, you know?" He chuckled, his voice slightly husky. "But I gotta say, you've got a pretty cute laugh yourself. It's like music to my ears." You turn onto your side blowing smoke into his face. “Dude, you’re so full of shit.” You laugh. Spider's heart skipped a beat as you leaned over him, your body close to his. He couldn't help but notice the way your curves accentuate your figure, and a mischievous thought crossed his mind.

 "Full of shit, huh? Well, maybe I am. But hey, I can think of something you wanna be full of...." He smirked, his voice low and suggestive, his eyes locked with yours. “Oh, why don’t you show me~” You tease, taking another puff of the sweet herbs. Spider's eyes sparkled with mischief as he caught your teasing tone. With a sly grin, he slowly crawled closer to you, his body hovering just inches away from yours. He took the joint from your hand, bringing it to his lips and inhaling deeply before leaning down connecting your lips before blowing the smoke in your mouth. You gasp and grip his shoulders as the taste of the herbs transfers from his tongue to yours. Spider could feel the electricity in the air as your lips met, your grip on his shoulders sending shivers down his spine. He deepened the kiss, his tongue gently intertwining with yours, the taste of the herbs lingering between you. As the smoke filled your mouth, he could feel the intensity building between you.

Pulling away slightly, he smirked, his voice husky. "You like that, huh? Just a little taste of what I can offer." You pull him down to meet your lips “Just shut up~” Spider hands grip your waist as you deepen the kiss wrapping your arms around his neck. Spider's heart raced as you pulled him closer, your lips melding together in a passionate kiss. He could feel the heat radiating between your bodies. As the kiss continued, he couldn't help but let out a low moan, his desires intertwining with the haze of the herbs. 

You spread your legs allowing him to rest in between them. Spider's eyes widened slightly as he felt the subtle movement of your hips, aligning with his own. His body responded instinctively to the sensation, his bulge growing more pronounced against you. He let out a low growl, the sound muffled by the intensity of the kiss. His hands moved to grip your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he pressed himself closer to you. Chills run down your body as spider's hands run under your shirt. Spider's touch sent shivers down your spine as his hands slipped under your shirt, his fingers trailing along your skin. He felt the softness of your curves, his touch gentle yet filled with desire. His eyes darkened with lust as he slowly pulled your shirt higher, exposing your chest to his hungry gaze.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against the bare skin of your chest, his breath hot against your skin. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with longing. Your body shudders as the spider begins to kiss your breasts, biting and marking them. “F-Fuck~” You sigh. Your hands reach down and begin fiddling with the waistband of his loincloth. Spider's lips moved eagerly across your breasts, his teeth grazing your skin, leaving marks in their wake. His actions were filled with a mixture of passion and restraint, his desire for you palpable. His body quivered with need, but he couldn't help but tease you a little. "You want it, don't you? You want to feel me?" he whispered, his voice husky and filled with desire. “Yes, fuck spider~ please~” You whine, eye brows furrowing in frustration as you struggle to take his loincloth off. Spider's breath hitched at the sound of your plea, your desire echoing in his ears. With a mischievous smirk, he reached down, helping you in removing his loincloth, freeing his throbbing arousal. His eyes locked with yours, filled with a mix of lust and adoration. He slowly slips your bottoms off as you shed your top. You shiver feeling the air against your wet folds. Spider watched your reaction intently, his fingers teasing your entrance, feeling your wetness against his touch. He relished in the way you squirmed beneath him, your desire evident in every movement.

He leaned in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his fingers slipping inside you, slowly exploring your depths. His touch was confident and skilled, aiming to bring you pleasure and push you closer to the edge. “F-Fuck spider~” you whine against his lips. Spider's fingers curled inside you, hitting that sweet spot that made your body tremble with pleasure. He groaned against your lips at the sound of your moans, his own desire growing with each passing moment. His thumb continued to circle your clit, adding another layer of stimulation. He broke the kiss, his voice husky with desire. "You like that, don't you? You want more, baby?" He whispered, his hot breath fanning against your ear as he continued his tantalizing ministrations. You nod your head, unable to speak with the mixture of pleasure and the herbs fogging your mind. Spider smiled, his voice low and seductive as he continued to pleasure you. "Good girl. Just relax and let me take care of you." His fingers moved faster, his touch becoming more demanding.

His lips trailed down your neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses and gentle bites. He could feel the tension building in your body, your moans growing louder with each passing moment. “Spider~!” You whine before the spider rips his fingers out of you. “What the fuc-“ You gasp as you feel spiders tip teasingly pressing into your entrance. Spider's eyes burned with desire as he positioned himself at your entrance, his tip teasingly pressing against you. He could feel the tightness of your walls, the anticipation hanging in the air. With a low growl, he slowly pushed himself inside you, inch by inch, savoring the feeling of your velvety warmth enveloping him. 

He groaned in pleasure as he filled you completely, stopping and enjoying the view of your flushed body. “stop staring…” You whine covering your face. Spider chuckles at your sudden embarrassment. “I can't, you're so pretty like this” Spider's chuckle deepened as he watched your adorable display of shyness, your hands covering your face. He couldn't resist teasing you a little more, his voice filled with playful seduction. “Let me look at you baby" He gently pulled your hands away, his eyes locked with yours, filled with both desire and affection as he pins your hands above your head. “Fuck~ I could come just from looking at you." He growls causing you to clench around him. Spider's eyes widened in surprise at your reaction, a low groan escaping his lips.  His smirk grew wider, a mixture of pleasure and satisfaction evident on his face. "Hmm, you like that? Like when I tell my girl how pretty she is?” he teased, his voice filled with a husky edge.

He began to move his hips, setting a rhythm as he thrust into you, the sensations building with each deep stroke. He relished in the way your body responded to him, the way you tightened around him, the breathy moans you let out. You can’t contain your moans as spider thrusts into you. He picks up the pace the more you clench around him. He has one hand tightly gripping your waist, the other keeping your hands pinned above your head. You avoid looking at him as you let out embarrassingly loud moans. Spider lets go of your wrists, his hand trailing up your neck and grabbing the base of your jaw applying pressure to your throat forcing you to look at him “keep those pretty eyes on me…” he groans. Spider's dominant hold on you sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, intensifying the sensations. Your eyes locked with his intense gaze. The pressure on your throat adds an exhilarating edge to your pleasure. Your moans grew louder, the sound filling the room, as you obediently kept your eyes on him.

His thrusts became more forceful, his hips slamming against yours, the rhythm building towards an explosive climax. The air was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, your moans mingling with his grunts of pleasure. “Faster—ah shit—harder…” You moan as you wrap your legs around his waist. Your mind was going completely numb, The combination of the intoxicating high and the raw pleasure overwhelmed your senses, sending you spiraling towards an explosive climax. Spider's lust-filled eyes burned with desire as he listened to your pleas, feeling the urgency in your voice. He quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming faster and harder, meeting your demands. As the intensity built, Spider's grip on your throat tightened just a little more, heightening the pleasure coursing through your body. His own moans mingled with yours, the two of you lost in a haze of ecstasy. “God~ Fuck, Spider…!” You whine, your legs shaking as your climax approaches. You back arching off the floor and your body shudders. Spider cures under his breath as your walls tightened around him as you came. Spider's own pleasure peaked as he felt your walls tighten around him, your body trembling in the throes of orgasm. He groaned deeply, his hips thrusting relentlessly as he chased his own release.

Feeling the waves of your climax wash over you, he couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, powerful thrust, he spilled his release inside you, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm.

Both of you lay there, panting and spent, the room filled with the heavy scent of sex and the lingering haze of pleasure.  Your legs were still shaking as you caught your breath, spider buries his face into your neck and rubbed circles into your sides. Spider nuzzled against your neck, his breath warm against your skin as he continued to rub soothing circles into your sides. He held you close, his body pressed against yours, basking in the afterglow of your passionate encounter. His voice was soft and filled with tenderness as he spoke. "You okay, baby?”

“Yeah, you did so so good…” You say, your hand tangling into his locs. You unravel your legs from around his waist. Spider didn’t move from between your legs causing you to chuckle. “You plan on pulling out?” Spider didn’t say anything but you felt him shake his head in response. Spider chuckled softly, his voice filled with a hint of mischief. "Well, I figured I might as well stay right where I am. After all, I wouldn't want you to feel lonely down there." He nuzzled closer to you, his lips brushing against your neck. You giggle softly, looking to the side. “Damnit Spider, you let my joint burn out.” You say slapping the back of his head playfully. Spider chuckled, lifting his head from your neck to look at you with a playful grin. "Guess I got a little distracted, didn't I? But hey, I think I can come up with something even better to keep us occupied." He bites your neck before spreading your legs. 

“I'm not done with you yet…”

@pandoraslxna I did it babe ✨💕

[marymary-diva17]

Where is she

miles quaritch x reader + recoms

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The RDA had come back to pandora with the mindset to take over the planet, and it make the new human home world. The navi were not giving up their homes easily as they thought fighting along side with the humans who stayed loyal to them. There was a backup plan the RDA had to use to help them get rid of Jake sully once and for all, by using their top and loyal solider who were once dead but brought back as avatar or navi. The one thing the RDA seem to forget was the bonds and relationship that the group of soldiers that were picked, and it will all lead back to you.

?????" ......." quaritch had opened his eyes to see he was still alive, and this had freaked him out when he soon saw human looking over him.

???? " miles quaritch can you hear us"

???? " he starting to wake up slowly and become alert as well" soon the human and been pushed awya by someone.

???? " back off and get that out of his face ... can you hear me colonel " quaritch soon saw a navi standing over him and he soon had become angry, as he started swinging at the this unknown navi he soon got up feeling dazed.

women " lay back down sir everything will be okay " quaritch started fighting all the navi that were on the room as the remains humans had ran out of the room.

lyle " colonel calm down it me wanfleet"

quaritch " lyle is that you"

Lyle " ye sir and so is z-dog and fire we are all here sir" lyle was looking at the three navi that were holding him in place, they soon let him go as he started checking out his hands. He soon walked towards the glass window and soon looked at his teeth he was an avatar.

quaritch " well I will me damed" soon quaritch and his team were all given clothes to where, as they were being filled in on what had happened. Even due the team felt like they were all here it felt like they were missing someone or something else.

human quaritch " well I'm guessing if you are watching this it means if have fallen to our navi enemies,

quaritch " ........."

human quaritch " well now it you turn to take down our enemies but on the humber one list should be Jake sully, that traitor should be first"

quaritch " Jake sully it seems like we have some unfinished business"

human quaritch " There should be someone you should try to find once you are back and alive, our wife y/n l/n she was on pandora with us"

quaritch " y/n" quaritch was starting to remember you face and voice it was now coming back to him, he had a wife who use to work with grace.

human quaritch " give a good fight solider because they can put us down but they can never get rid of us" the video soon ended but now quarich and the recons were wondering what happened to y/n, as it all seems like she was close to them all one as wife and others as friends. There were many other people they were worried about as they not knowing if they were alive or dead.

Bridgehead

Ardmore " welcome colonel it good to have you back with us"

quaritch " hello general ut good to be back here"

ardmore " come on I will tell you all that you and your team missed" soon the recons had started following ardmore, as she was walking in her robot suit.

ardmore " that plan is to make Pandora a new home for the human and dive away the forest navi, and deal with the leader of these fighters Jake sully"

quaritch " yes ma'am"

ardmore " we have some Information about him and the fighters, that cna be used to help us ... they had been doing raids on us lately winning here and there"

quaritch " I and my team will do our best ma'am and see to Jake sully, but I have a question"

ardmore " yes"

quaritch " can you tell me where I can find Y/n L/n"

ardmore " y/n l/n oh yes I remember her a smart girl and kind as well"

z-dog " he back here this a shocker"

ardmore " yes him and his miners are here doing their work" soon the group had found Parker with his miners and some doctors, as they were discussing something.

Parker " oh general what do I now ... colonel you are back and alive"

quaritch " as I live and breathe praker it good to see you are back here"

ardmore " praker you have all the information on everyone right, I need to know about a women named y/n l/n" Parker and his group had gotten quiet as they looked at each other and soon Parker.

mansk " hey we were asking a question. where is y/n"

Parker " I don't know after the war or during the battle keeping track of everyone had become a failure, but I can have one of my people do a look on here" one of Parker people started typing on his pad the name he was told but soon the look on his face changed.

man " I'm sorry to tell you this but she dead during a battle between us and the navi, it seems like she was killed raid that happened sixteen years ago" the recons had become broken there was no way you were dead, you had to be alive here you can't be dead.

ardmore " what do you mean she dead and no one told me"

man 2 " you are sorry we are just getting grace team records now, all the rest seem to be lost expect her"

walker " is that anything else to tell the colonel and us as him and her are a married couple"

women " well let us check maybe we can find out anything else ... let me check give me on moment .... oh no"

Ja " oh no what"

women " we are sorry to tell you this but colonel did you know your wife was pregnant" everyone had become quite was pregnancy were something that didn't come up on Pandora for the humans.

quaritch " no she didnt tell me anything ... that day of te battle she said she wished to speak with me , she was pregnant"

women " yes she was pregnant"

quaritch " the child where is our child"

women " she dead when she was pregnant sir I'm sorry for your lost, she was an amazing women and friend she was always there for us" quaritch had become angry on hearing the news that you had bene killed, but with your guys child as well he never got to hear the news from you and be a father.

Prager " no she you are lying y/n was loved by everyone even the navi"

Parker " she was killed in raid lead by Jake himself"

lopez " no"

brown " what about those scientists she was friends and worked with all thoes years"

ardmore " they are still with Jake fighting with him"

quaritch " then we will do the mission ma'am will deal with Jake sully and his team, and along with getting revenge for my wife and child"

Ardmore " I will approve of this mission y/n was love by many on here, she she will be missed" ardmore was soon called away by some others.

Parker " I will give you the Information you will need" Parker had soon handled over the Information to quaritch and his team.

quaritch " let go team we will have to meet up and get ready" the recons soon walked off as everyone else was upset and mad, none of them could top off on how quaritch was feeling.

Parker and his team

man " sir what are we going to do when they find out the truth" prayer had dismissed some of his group but only kept a few near him.

Parker " it will be fine and they will never find out the truth, once they get rid of Jake we will deal with them later" praker hadn't changed over the year but he was still scared, and he was scared of the recoms.

man 2 " sir what we are dong is wrong"

Parker " it for the benefit for us and all the human one lie will be okay"

man 3 "then why do you sound so scared because you know they will come after you once they know what we had done"

paker " I'm not scared" they were all lying as they were scared of what will happen once the truth comes out, because sooner and later everyone will know the truth. The human will be all shocked when they find out there are avatar children here born from avatars.There will be more shocking news that will come and change everyone life, once the truth comes out.

[hnsoka]

I just really like this line 😌

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We love spider in this house

[imintoomanyfandomscuzihaveadhd]

Random ass spider headcanons that are in my maladaptive daydream

Warning: Not proof read, Cussing, probably OOC, acro ace kiri, mentions of AOT,

First and foremost FUCK HIS FOSTER FAMILY UNCLE NORM RAISED SPIDER 😤

His pain tolerance is through the roof. Like he fell out of a tree and was confused on why Lo’ak was freaking out, he looked down and was like “oh my leg’s broke”

He also like never gets sick but when he does it’s bad

Poor baby got abandonment and anger issues 😭

Probably projecting but he’s got ADHD. It was worse when he was little but he still has his hyper manic episodes

This boy radiates so much heat it’s not even funny

HE CAN SING 😩 AND PLAY THE GUITAR 😫

However he can’t dance worth shit💀 all he can do is a awkward shuffle

Projecting (again) but he tries to take care of his hair but gives up really easily. Like he will have a solid hair routine for like a week and just forgets about it instantly

subconsciously brings samples back to the lab.

This poor boy is touch starved please give him a hug

Most of the young Na’vi kids love him despite their parents distaste

Secretly watches his parents video diaries but pretends like he never wants to see them especially his dads

Him and norm watch old anime and superhero movies that was saved on drives

His hair grows hella fast

He’s a very fast learner

He knows Spanish definitely can and will cuss anybody who doesn’t understand it out

Lyle: “SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT HE’S SAYING I DONT SPEAK TACO BELL”

Lopez:😭🤣

Has crazy ass sleepwalking spells. Like everyone in the lab literally couldn’t find him. Norm decided he would go avatar to look for spider outside and spider was dead ass asleep in the pod💀

He also sleeps like a rock like the whole lab could get blown away and he would still be sleeping

Morning boi. Like why is he up at 5:30am eating breakfast watching old Pokémon reruns on a Wednesday 🤨

His room is a disaster

Steals avatar/recom clothes

Norm: “Spider, give me back my shirt it’s like 6x your size”

Spider, who looks like a toddler cuz the shirt is so big: “So? You just jealous I look hotter than you in it🙄”

I feel like there’s random period where spider will just wonder off into the forest when he’s not feeling mentally well. And it’s ok because he got the ewya armor

Like he’s found his own secret caves and groves to go to when he’s upset or just wants to be alone

Him and loak once stole the Navi equivalent to alcohol, got drunk and Jake beat their ass

Helps teach Navi kids English

Him, loak, kiri, havin waifu talk after spider showed them the wonderful world of anime

Lo’ak: “historia is top tier”

Spider: “man fuck historia have you seen ANNIE AND MIKASA 😩”What can I say man loves him a strong woman

Kiri: “acro ace vibing with hange”

Boy’s oblivious as hell

omeone will flirt with him and 3 day later while he’s chilling in the lab he’ll go: “HOLY SHIT……THEY WERE FLIRTING WITH ME-”

The waifu one was based off these videos here

@hyperfixatedfandomer @naavispider @today-or-tumble

[afro-hispwriter]

can we as the Spider fandom just collectively agree that he is the pussy eating king to the Na’vi women

[neteyamsyawntu]

Kinktober 16

T o y s

Spider x Human!Reader

✨Friendly Disclaimer: The content of this story contains aged-up characters! If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, please feel free to click or scroll away. The last thing I want is for anyone to read something they are uncomfortable with, however if you decide to interact with any negativity, you will be blocked from my blog as a result.

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, teasing, slight edging, P in V, use of sex toys, overstimulation, sub!Spider, dom!Reader, smut

“Schht- ahh, is it supposed to be this tight?” Spider hissed as you carefully slid a silicone ring down to the base of his shaft. You had found him rummaging around in your stuff and thought you would teach him a lesson by indulging in his curiosity. “Yes, Spider that’s kind of the point of this thing. Nervous yet?” You tease, throwing him a playful smirk. Spider brushes it off with a proud chuckle, crossing his arms behind his head as he laid down on the bed, “Nervous? No way. This little ring isn’t going to break me, Y/N.” He scoffs confidently. 

You bite your cheek to stop yourself from giggling, knowing that the blue striped man had no idea what he was in for, “Alright tough guy, let me turn it on then.”. Spider’s eyes slightly bulge after processing your comment, “Wait- turn it on?” He asks slightly disoriented, watching as you allow your hand to slip to the bulging bit of the toy, pressing a small circular button that sprung the cock ring to life. A series of vibrations coarse through Spider’s shaft, your eyes glued to it as the veins in his pink cock became wildly prominent, his tip pulled back as it darkened in color. Spider let out a quick gasp at the first wave of vibrations, before his voice immediately began to break, fisting the sheets beside him, his cock throbbing as the vibrations seemed to be relentlessly stimulating his senses. 

“You sure you can take it? You look pretty cracked to me.” You purr cheekily watching as his forehead begins to bead with sweat. Gritting his teeth, Spider forced himself to look at you, sending a cocky grin in your direction, “Not even a bit.”. It was all too easy, it was incredibly obvious that this setting of vibrations alone was fogging his mind, yet you were impressed he was still somewhat able to hold it together. “If you say so. I suppose you won’t mind me going through the different settings then?” An innocent smile now painted your lips as you pressed the button a second time, intensifying the current vibrations. Spider dropped his head back onto the bed below him, staring up at the ceiling as vibrations manifested into an odd pleasure, one he had never experienced before now. It was almost addicting.

“Mmn… go to the next one.” He hums, beginning to roll his hips with the motion of the vibrations. Complying with his request you press the button a third time, to a higher setting Spider’s mouth now fell open, his eyes closing as he continued to slowly thrust his stiff cock into the air creating a pleasurable balance with the intense vibrations of the toy. “Fuck that feels good… holy shit.” He moans breathily, biting his lip as he slips into a state of pleasures bliss, letting the cock ring do the work for him. His tip becoming increasingly more red as time goes on. 

While he was only at the third setting, part of you would’ve assumed he would’ve been begging for you to stop by now. Maybe it was the desire to see him struggle or perhaps it was just your own personal arousal as you watched his hard, veiny cock throb against the vibrations of the ring, but you slowly crept off the bed, pulling your pants and panties down to your ankles before kicking them off and rejoining him on the bed. Feeling the weight of the mattress decline once again with the reappearance of your weight, Spider opens his eyes again, taking in your half naked form. 

Licking his lips, he gives you a sly smirk, tapping his thigh as an insinuation for you to join him, “All this for me? Why don’t you come and ride me, baby?” His words were less of a question and more of a demand. “Mmm not quite baby boy… only two more levels left. If you can handle those, I’ll happily give you what you want.” You muse, dipping a hand down to your slick covered folds, giving him a bit of a tease with the display. A groan leave his lips as he watches you bring your arousal soaked fingers to his shaft, spreading the sticky substance over his overly sensitive tip, his hips immediately bucking at the contact, “Oh fuck-“ he curses at the contact. Perfect. Just the sign you needed to know that at least if these next to levels didn’t take him out, you certainly would.

Once again you press the button, the vibrations shifted to a different pattern then the previous ones, sending quick waves of intense vibrations through his cock. “Ahh! Shiiiit… haah.” Long gone were his low cool moans, now replaced with trembling whimpers as his back arched off the bed, abs flexing, his knuckles turning white from how firmly he was gripping the sheets. “Hnng! Ahh, baby- baby holy shit, I can’t-.” His words were cut off by his own pathetic whine, as his body squirmed on the bed, legs bend as his hips jerk wildly at the fierce sensations running through his muscles.  “Aww is it too much for the little Spider? Here… let me help.” You coo feigning innocence as you move to crawl over him, straddling his lap. 

Spider’s eyes follow your movements, dazed and confused from the rush of blood flow moving to his lower region. It wasn’t until you lifted your hips to allow you pussy lips to graze his swollen tip that Spider finally realized that your “help” wasn’t what he had originally thought. His brows creasing, breath caught in his throat as you sink down into his cock. The constriction the ring had provided swelled the girth of his cock, making him just a bit thicker than usual. You welcomed the new sensation as the vibrations traveled from his intimates to your own until you sat flush on his lap, feeling the full intensity of the toy with your clit pressed against it. 

In an instant, Spider was sitting up on the bed, arms wrapping around your back to press you completely against him. His soft and breathy whines in your ear made your spine tingle. “Fuck, fuck, fuck- baby it’s too much.” He pleads, hiding his face in your neck, which was entirely flushed in a heavy blush. His skin feeling hot to the touch. The sensations of your wet gummy walls squeezing around him mixed with that of the toy was overwhelming for Spider to say the least.  You softly moan, letting your body adjust to the vibrations of the toy, before shifting your hand beneath you from behind to press the button one final time. 

You moan at the initial change, letting your eyes flutter closed at the feeling. Spider’s reaction however was much more intense, his nails instantly digging into your skin, his hips bucking instinctively in an attempt to either soothe or escape the immense pleasure that was assaulting his nerves. Just as his voice began to break into pleasured sobs, you raise your hips slowly up his cock, feeling the texture of the veins in his shaft caress the walls of your cunt lovingly, before sliding back down with ease. Spider’s voice quaked and shook as you began a steady pace of bouncing on his cock, biting your lip in ecstasy as you use your boyfriend as your own personal sex toy. “Mmm~ feels good doesn’t it, baby?” You moan, placing your hands on his shoulders to better assist your movements. The poor guy is only able to muster broken moans in response, panting in attempts to calm himself down and adjust to the flurry of stimulations. 

“Uh-uh, come on talk to me, Spider.” You tease, knowing full well that you were pushing him to his absolute limits. Choking back a sob Spider tries to bring his focus back to you, if only for a minute, “Mhm.. fuck Y/N it feels too good, I wanna cum so bad… but I-.”, “-It’s harder than it usually is huh? Too bad… for you at least. I can already feel myself getting close.” you continue to mock, bouncing harder on his lap before ultimately shifting to simply grind on his cock, allowing the cock ring to fully stimulate your clit as you rock your hips back and forth until your climax is steadily coaxed out of you. Slowing your hips with a breathy sigh, you lift yourself from off of his cock, watching as it sways back and forth once it’s freed from the confines of your pussy, glistening in your arousal. “Y/N, baby- please turn it off, I can’t- I can’t take it- it’s too much, just please baby!” Spider begs laying his back flat against the bed once again, throwing his arm over his eyes to hide his flushed face as his body continued to squirm helplessly. 

 Finally you oblige his wishes, although you wouldn’t have had any reservations about watching him struggle a while longer, holding down the button of the toy until the vibrations cease. A large relieved sigh comes from your boyfriend as he keeps his arm over his eyes while he comes down from the excitement of your little game. Giggling at his vulnerable display, you bend down to place a gentle kiss on his forehead, then his cheek, as his lips were still parted to make room for heavy panting. “That’ll teach you to go poking your nose around in my stuff, hm?” You say with a sly smirk, leaning back as he removes his arm once his breathing was finally under control. “So this was all a lesson to you? Jesus fine- lesson learned, now would you mind getting this thing off me?”. Again you comply with his wishes, carefully sliding the toy off of his overstimulated shaft. “Thank you… now that that’s out of the way…” in a matter of seconds Spider had you pinned beneath him, his iconically cocky smile once again present on his features, “But you owe me, cuteness. Spread those legs for me… that’s it. Keep ‘em nice and wide for me.” He purrs sinking his still firm cock into your cunt once more. 

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[pandoraslxna]

⋆｡° ✮ minors dni 🔞

⋆｡° ✮ Kinktober masterlist

⋆｡° ✮ Warnings: oral, face sitting, teasing, fwb

⋆｡° ✮ Translation: tanhì - star, bioluminescence freckles

Spider just isn’t a good multitasker. Never has been. 

When he can focus, he’s great –climbing, hunting, in bed. Especially in bed. He’s not one to brag, but years of fooling around with woman that are generally way taller than him gave him lots of practice with his hand or his mouth, and he loves to use it, can get women trembling and crying out in bliss before he even gets his cock out. He’s incredibly with his mouth actually.

Wants to use it now, except you’re doing this annoying thing where you take his cock so far down your throat that Spider temporarily forgets how to breathe. Well, maybe annoying isn’t quite the right word, but it does mean that his own mouth goes slack and his tongue stops moving entirely.

"Fuu-uuuuck, tanhì”, he groans, unable to do more than grind his face against your pussy. 

You’re nearly dripping, not just with arousal but with sweat too. The two of you are folded tightly around each other on the bed, you on top, straddling his head, and he laying flat below you, generating heat like a furnace.

Pulling your lips off of his cock with a wet pop, you then ask, "You need a break?"

Fuck no, he thinks. You had been teasing him forever, showering him in kisses and loves bites, sucking at his balls, and now that you’ve finally, finally started paying attention to his cock, Spider will do absolutely anything to keep you right there. 

However, all Spider manages to get out is a breathless sounding "Nope" and a weak thrust of his hips in the general direction of your face.

Luckily, you get the message quickly, but you also wriggle your hips and then prepare yourself to properly sit down on his mouth again. Spider opens up obediently, letting the little nub of pleasure between your folds slide over his tongue before closing his lips around it to suck. Humming happily, you immediately fix your own mouth back over his cocky, but only tongue him lightly while fondling his balls.

With a grunt, Spider gets to work, his tongue swirls in rhythmic patterns around your clit, sucking and kissing before he dips his tongue into your slick entrance.

Meanwhile, you tighten your lips, bobbing your head until he is steadily leaking pre-cum across your tongue. Even though you had laid off the hard suction, it’s still nearly impossible for Spider to concentrate on what his own mouth is doing.  He’s much more interested in what your mouth is doing. More specifically your tongue. More specifically the tip of your tongue, which is nudging beneath the head of his cock and then teasing the slit like you’re trying to see how little effort you need to use to drive him insane. 

Spider retaliates by sucking harder on your clit, gripping your hips and rocking you down against his face.

After a few minutes of that, you obviously think Spider must have it too easy, because without any warning, your hands reach down to gently knead his balls. Spider’s eyes cross and he groans, letting you find your own rhythm as you grind against his face because his tongue is fucking tired and because the wet, rhythmic squelching noise of his cock thrusting in and out of your mouth is something that has to be properly appreciated.

With one last slurp, you then pull your mouth away from his dick, face wet with spit and sweat and pre-cum. Time to up the stakes. 

He wraps his hands around the backs of your thighs, just beneath the swell of your ass, and tugs, getting your hips to curl in just enough so he can stick his tongue into you as far as he could reach. 

When Spider laps up all the sticky juices seeping out of you, you moan and the vibrations of it against his cock make his abs clench, pleasure fizzing in his gut. 

It inspires you to twist your wrist and stroke his length with your hand where you mouth can’t reach, until Spider has to stop what he’s doing to grit his teeth and keep from thrusting down your open throat. The tightening coil of tension in his lower belly means he hasn’t got long, so he redoubles his efforts, holding you open and licking into you ferociously.

Before long, though, the combination of your mouth and spit covered palms have him right on the knife edge, and he gives up on tormenting you with your tongue to lock his teeth around a generous mouthful of the ass in front of him. 

You squeak and sucks so hard on his cock that for one horrible second Spider is worried that it might actually come off, but then your hand twists and strokes upward in just the right angle that he literally explodes down your throat, shuddering helplessly as his dick pulses in the sublime wet heat of your mouth.

Apparently Spider must have zoned out pretty thoroughly after that, because you’re now flicking the head of his painfully oversensitive cock and groan, "Spider, focus."

"Fucking told you", the man moans, burying his face back against your pussy. He’d made the multitasking thing very clear to you before this whole thing began, but whatever. 

You can’t help but giggle when Spider gently pushes you off of him. He shuffles around quickly, tossing you into position like a ragdoll, until you have your head at the foot of the bed and he’s laying down on his stomach between your thighs, looking entirely too pleased with himself as he licks his lips and dives back down to finish what he had started.

Now he can focus.

[tallulah477]

Push Me, Push Back

Kinktober Day 10: Knife Kink

Pairing: Spider x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

Warnings: AgedUp!Spider, Semi-dark!Spider, Fingering, Bullying, Physical fighting/grappling, Knife kink/knife play, Blood play, Dub-con, Dirty talk, Dom Spider, Sub Reader, Size Difference, Mentions of Spider wanting to physically hurt the reader (briefly)

Word Count: 3K

A/N: It's technically not midnight here yet, so I'm still on time!

Summary: He doesn’t know why you target him - why you make fun of him, or push him around, or threaten him. But he’s tired of your shit, and he’s going to prove to you why him being shorter than you doesn’t mean he can’t still take you down. 

Translations:

Tawtute - Human, sky person

Tewgn - Loincloth

Vrrtep - Demon

Kurkung - Asshole

Skxawgn - Moron, idiot

Teylu - Beetle larva

Meyp - Weak

He doesn’t know why you target him.

He’s always been good to The People, always tries to prove his worth and value to the clan despite being born of the sky people. He’s never been anything other than kind, helpful, and respectful. 

The clan has come to accept him over the years. His psycho father is gone, all the other humans sent back once again to their dying planet with the firm expectation that this time they stay there. Even Neytiri who has every reason to hate his guts has mostly come around. He’s proven his loyalty to the Sully family a million times over, proven his bond with her children is true and never wavering - and when the time came to choose between the man who has the memories of his birth father and his found family, he let Quaritch drown and saved Jake instead. 

Neytiri had started to look at him a little differently after that, and he couldn’t be more grateful that he finally has the family that he’s always wanted.

Life is good now. He feels seen, heard, and loved. He finally has a place in the world and a position within the clan that garners respect from all.

All except you.

He doesn’t know what he did to make you hate him. It wasn’t like this before he got caught and the Sully’s fled to Awa’atlu. He remembers you from back then. You were barely on his radar, not direct friends with any of the Sully children so there weren’t lots of opportunities for hang outs or conversations. Plus, at that time, The People were still a bit hesitant to let their children play with a human. Despite them knowing that not all humans were bad, the stigma was still there, made worse by the knowledge of exactly who birthed him. 

But you were still around. He remembers the cute toothy smiles you used to send him from where you stood glued to your mother’s side. The small three fingered waves he would get as your mother dragged you off and out of sight. He remembers when Kiri’s lesson with Mo’at ran later than intended and you popped out of nowhere and offered to help him mix the fruit dye he uses to paint on his stripes. You were sweet, even if a little shy.

But when he and the Sully’s came back to the forest after the end of the war, you were different. Once innocent amber eyes had turned cold and angry. The goofy smiles had turned into scowls and frowns at the mere sight of him. Your words, once friendly and helpful, were now scathing jabs meant to hurt and anger. 

And you were relentless with it. 

“Move, vrrtep,” You snap, bodily throwing your shoulder into Spider’s, cutting in front of him in the line to get food, and nearly tossing him to the ground with the force. 

He stumbles, only saved from face planting by his agile nature. The food he was holding is not as lucky though and lands on the ground a couple of feet away from him. He whirls around, glaring daggers at your smirking face and trying to ignore how your friends laugh behind you. 

“What the fu—”

“The actual Na’vi get food first,” You say, grabbing a fig leaf and filling it with teylu, but your eyes don’t leave his, watching with glee as anger floods the dark orbs. “Then the little pets can have the scraps,”

He scoffs, fists balled up at his sides. “I am one of The People. I have every right to be here,”

You step up to him, towering over him and trying to use your natural height as an intimidation tactic. To his credit, it doesn’t work, and he holds your stare without an ounce of fear. He just barely is able to hold himself back from throwing a punch at your stupidly pretty face when you sneer, voice low and teasing. “You have the right to be locked in a cage. You can stay in my hut. I’ll keep you fed and watered, like my own little personal pet,”

He doesn’t dignify you with an actual response, can’t even think of one through his anger. Instead, he hisses, blunt teeth on full display as his face scrunches up, and the sound that rips out of his throat is as animalistic as it can be for a human. 

He turns, stomping away from you and heading for the safety of the Sully’s, fuming at the blatant disrespect. A pet - what a fucking joke. 

Your eyes follow his retreating form the entire time, glued to the way his tense back and shoulder muscles shift underneath his skin with each step, but you rip them away when you catch yourself staring - annoyed . . . and feeling a little too warm. 

The science guys have been working on an alternative for the oxygen masks for years. The original masks are clunky and, even though they get the job done, it’s difficult to use for everyday activities like eating or just general smelling of all the fantastic things Pandora has to offer. And, frankly, sneezing into the mask is gross, so when the science guys finally finished developing the alternative tech to the masks, Spider jumped on that shit fast. 

The new breathing apparatus sits snugly around the back of his skull, curving around his ear and filtering out the bad stuff while allowing oxygen to pump in through the nose tubes. It’s not perfect, and the nose tubes tickle the inside of his nose sometimes when he thinks about it too much, but it’s already so much better than the other mask, and he finally feels a little closer to feeling like an actual Na’vi. 

It feels so freeing, not to have to take off his mask and hurriedly shove food in his mouth every time he wants to eat something. Now, he can savor it, feel the juice of the fruit explode on his tongue and drip down his lips and chin and not have to worry about wiping his face clean to replace his mask. He can return Kiri’s ikran’s affectionate nuzzle, feel the smooth leathery skin against his cheek and its playful puff of breath against his face. He can wear the Omatikaya face paint proudly during celebrations or special hunts, the sacred markings unobstructed on his mask free face.

“Oh, look! Little tawtute got a new toy,” You say loudly when you see it, and Spider’s happy mood quickly turns sour. “Trying to look a little less vrrtep and a little more Na’vi?”

“Leave me alone, y/n,”

He thought he was going to get away with it. By some miracle, he hadn’t run into you or your dumb gaggle of followers all day and when he left the Sully’s hut after the last meal and headed into the forest to start back to the lab, he thought he was home free and free of you. At least for the day. Apparently, the Great Mother is still trying to test his willpower.

“It’s not working,” You continue, drawing closer to him. “You still look like a tawtute. A small, tiny, little meyp tawtute,”

Spider’s eyebrows scrunch in annoyance, a harsh breath punching out of him as he speaks through gritted teeth. “I’m not weak,”

You laugh, a terrible sound that shoots adrenaline through his veins as you begin to circle him. It’s just you right now, your friends are nowhere to be seen. He’s immediately on his guard, hand shifting closer to the knife sitting at his hip. 

In a group, he’d have no chance - the Na’vi height and strength giving them every advantage over his human body. But by yourself, he has some tricks up his sleeve. You’re not a warrior, or even a hunter. You’re a crafter with a specialty for weaving beautiful and sturdy baskets. Spider, on the other hand, he’s a trained warrior. He knows how to fight and how to use his shorter frame to his advantage. 

You’ve gotten physical with him before, pushing and shoving him more times than he can count. But those have all been in public places, with other people’s eyes watching. There’s a dangerous glint in your eyes now, large amber eyes locked onto Spider as you circle behind him. 

“You smell like one too,” You continue, leaning forward to steal a deep breath against his neck. Goosebumps explode along his skin at the touch of your flat nose against his skin. “Smell like a skxawgn who doesn’t know his place. Like a kurkung tawtute who’s trying to forget what a traitor he is - to both the Na’vi and his own kind.”

Frustration builds inside him at your words and he pushes his shoulder back roughly, catching you in the chest and knocking you back from your spot at his neck.

“I have never betrayed the Na’vi,” He growls. 

“Aw, poor baby. You just don’t really fit in anywhere do you?” Your fingers can’t help but reach out and brush against his arm, fingers gliding up and down the smooth, tanned skin. The light touch, so much like how a lover might touch him, a soft and gentle caress of his skin, only pisses him off more. The muscles are taut under your teasing fingertips. “Not with the Na’vi, not with the humans. Not with your father--”

In an instant, he snaps. Without another thought, he’s knocking your hand away from his arm and twisting your wrist so hard it makes you gasp in pain. He throws his body to the side, the sudden and unexpected movement of his weight is enough to catch you off guard, and you stumble into him only for him to kick the back of your knees and send you flying to the ground. 

You land on your stomach, face narrowly avoiding smacking into the ground, and cry out when Spider pins you down, body pressing you harder against the moss as he grips your hair tightly and pulls your head back.

You open your mouth to yell at him, scream all kinds of curses at him, but the knife he places at your neck makes your words catch in your throat.

“Say something else,” He snarls. The blade pressing in tighter against your jugular. One wrong move on your part and you’re done. “Come on! You wanna be a tough girl? Wanna be a bitch? Say something else!”

But you can’t, the words won’t come out. Suddenly, you can’t focus anymore. He’s pressed tightly against you, his legs bracketing your waist, and you can feel the outline of his cock against your lower back. Your hands ball against the ground, curling around the moss and ripping it out of the ground as he pulls your head back further. 

“What happened?” He taunts, scraping the side of the blade up your neck and over your chin, nudging the tip of it against your bottom lip. “Meyp tawtute got your tongue?”

“Get off me,” You say. You aim for a firm voice, something serious and intimidating, but it comes out breathy, voice shaking as the tip of his knife digs into your lip. Blood wells up from the small puncture, pooling into a dot and cascading down your chin.

The knife moves from your lip back to your throat. 

“You’re going to leave me alone,” Spider tells you, and his hand feels huge where it’s tangled in your hair. “Understand? I don’t want to ever hear any bullshit come out of your mouth again.”

The twinge of pain at your scalp sends electricity down to your core, and you whimper at the flood that’s suddenly filling your tewgn. The hard muscled body on top of yours is driving you crazy. The deep growl of his voice caresses your eardrums and sends shivers down your spine as the words wrap around your brain like a thick, warm blanket. 

The knife at your neck takes away all your power, any control you might have had over the (frustratingly gorgeous) human is gone in a second. It makes him powerful, gives him power over you, over your body, and you want to cry at the unfairness of it all. Cry about the fact that you even let him pin you in the first place. Cry about how you like it, how a human can even make you feel this way. Cry about how wet you are because of him, soaking through your tewgn already.

If Spider were a Na’vi, he would be able to smell you. His human senses aren’t that enhanced, but his eyes can still see, and his body can still feel, and he recognizes Na’vi nonverbal actions just like a normal Na’vi would - so it’s hard to ignore the way your tail slides along his spine and curves around his waist. 

The possessive move has Spider’s eyebrows raising to his hairline. He rises off you, grabbing your shoulder and rolls you over, eyes wide when they land on the large wet spot on the front of your tewgn. 

“Woah,” He whispers. “Interesting.”

You’re shaking, eyes struggling to stay on him as your thighs rub together, needing friction, needing something. You gasp when he lands on you again, legs bracketing your hips and the flat of the knife pressing against your cheek.

“What’s all this, hm?” Spider breathes, running the cool blade across your cheek. His eyes have gone dark, the brown of his irises almost completely swallowed up by the blacks of his pupils. “Is someone getting a little too excited?”

You whimper and you want nothing more than to scream at him, to push him off and make him stop his teasing, it’s what you’ve always told yourself you wanted. But your hands come up to rest on the tops of his thighs and your heart pounds at his satisfied grin.

“It all makes sense now,” He muses. He slides the knife down your throat again, over your collarbone and in between your breasts. “Why you target me. Someone has a crush on the tawtute.”

“No,” You try to protest, but a shallow slice on your chest makes you gasp. 

“Shut up,” He grunts. “Don’t lie,”

You both watch as the blood wells up from the slice, and, with a quick wicked glance up at you, Spider’s head lowers to your chest. His tongue is like fire as he drags it between the valley of your breasts, warm and wet as he licks up the blood from your skin.

“Huh, f-fuck,” You whine, and feel a new surge of arousal at the slight red stains left on his perfect white teeth.

“You think about me, don’t you?” He says, sliding the flat of the knife across the swell of your breast. He pushes your chest covering up and teases the tip against your nipple, the azure bud immediately hardening at the feeling. “You do. The thought of getting turned on by a tawtute makes you so angry, doesn’t it? But I bet when you go home at night, and you’re all alone on your mat, your fingers find their way to your cute little clit...”

He trails off, knife slowly making its way down your belly until it reaches the top of your tewgn. The ripping sound as the knife cuts through the thin material shoots through your ears, a damning echo as Spider’s eyes feast on the evidence of your embarrassment. 

You’re drenched, tewgn sticking to your pussy as he pulls it away from your body. His eyes fall to your swollen clit, thumb reaching down to brush over the reddened nub and smirking at the sound of your desperate cry. 

“Yeah,” He mutters, the blade pressing against your hip bone as his fingers play with your pussy. Two fingers slide into your leaking cunt while his thumb continues to circle your aching clit. “You definitely think about my fingers. Am I right? Do they feel as good inside you as you imagined?”

The moans and whines that fall from your lips are so pathetic sounding, desperate whines and whimpers as you try to move your hips harder into his thrusting fingers, but having to stop every time you feel the bite of the knife against your hip. The sounds coming from your pussy are so embarrassing, and you want so badly to cover your face in shame as Spider smiles at the wet sounds, but your hands have taken up a death grip on the moss below you and you can’t seem to remember how to unclench your fists.

“Feels so good, doesn’t it, baby?” He asks, fingers thrusting faster, his thumb pressing harder against your clit. “I make you so uncomfortable, don’t I? So needy for me. Make your pussy feel all wet and gooey just from the thought of me.”

You can feel your orgasm approaching, the tightness in your belly undeniable and, fuck, he won’t fucking stop talking.

“You’re gonna stop the bullshit games, okay?” He says, curling his fingers against your walls, fingertips rubbing relentlessly against that special spot inside you that makes you see stars. Your breath catches in your throat at the onslaught of pleasure and when you don’t respond, Spider is over you again, blade back at your throat as he hisses, “Okay?”

“Okay,” You whimper. You’re a second away from cumming, running along the edge towards an oblivion that you just know is going to destroy you, and his dark eyes are gleaming as they stare directly into yours.

“Good girl,” He grunts. “Just because you’re pretty, doesn’t mean you have to be a bitch,”

His words trigger your orgasm, and you cum, crying out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. You arch against him as he rips his fingers out of you, fingers working roughly against your clit, and the movement just barely causes you to knick against the knife. The slight jolt of pain only enhances your pleasure and tears prick at the edges of your eyes as the waves finally crest. 

Spider is looking down on you, knife removed from your throat and placed safely beside him on the ground as he holds himself over you, but his eyes hold an untamed heat inside them that makes your stomach flip in excitement. 

“You think I’m pretty?”

**Special thanks to @pandoraslxna for the prompt!

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[ang3lik]

𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: spider socorro x all!reader. 𝐰/𝐜: 697. 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢

you lay in bed as you stared up through your skylight. the warm pandorian air filled your metal bunk as quiet chirps and screeches of creatures echoed around the forest. you tried closing your eyes again, hoping they somehow would just grow tired if you relaxed, but you were bored.

eclipse was still setting as the last of the daylight burned your eyes when you opened them again. you jolted as a gentle knock racked on your window, spider peeking through as he pointed to the latch. you pushed the thin sheets off as you tiptoed to the ledge, aware of the creaking metal trying to snitch on you to norm.

he smiles as you wave at him through the glass, swiping the latch to the side and pulling the window up. you could hear his quick, heavy, intakes of air slow down as he started to speak.

“come out, let’s watch eclipse!” he spoke in a hushed tone, turning slightly to watch the metal door to the lab connected to your bunk before he turned back, awaiting your answer. you thought about it for a second, looking towards your messy sheets, lightly running over as you stuffed clothes under the sheet, pulling the thin material over the top to make it look like you were sleeping.

you rushed back over to the window, smiling mischievously at the boy infront of you who snickered at your antics. spider threw his arms up slightly as you threw a leg over the windowsill, your hands gripped his shoulders, as his grabbed ahold of your waist, pulling you down and placing you on the ground, your bare feet touching the grass.

you gleamed up at the tall boy as he held your hips. he shot you a sweet smile before his sweaty palm took a hold of your small hand, pulling you forward, breaking into a jog as he dragged you along with him. branches, leaves and plants tickled your bodies as you started to giggle.

joyous laughs bounced off the oak trees and rippled through water. he slowed down as neon colours came into view. he brought you to the tree of souls. you stood still, gawking at the sight of the luminous willow branches. spider stared too, his gaze following the branches as they swayed slightly in the breeze.

he brought you back as he gently tugged on your hand, guiding you forward and closer to the base as he dropped to the ground. he crawled forward, leaning his shoulders back on the bark as he patted his thighs for you to lay between. you fell to your knees as you shuffled forward too, twisting your sides and slouching back on his bare chest.

his muscular arms wrapped around yours, pulling you up and closer to his body. the suns heat focused on you both, heating up your skin as you relaxed into his hold. you watched as it lowered, beginning to hide behind the rocky arches and mountains.

you glanced up at spider, his eyes closed, his body comfortable. his chest rose and fell leisurely as you focused back on the sun. your eyelids gradually closed, becoming heavy as you grew tired, you closed them again as a wave of sleep found you.

in the early hours of the morning, neteyam woke. deciding to take a wash without the nuisance of his siblings, he wandered through the forest. he could hear the screeching of ikrans as the village woke and bustle of his fellow clan members as he walked.

two figures caught his eye, you and spider. spider lay flat, his body cushioned by the plush grass and you, cuddled under his right arm, your palm resting above his left pec. light snores came from the boys mouth too as neteyam took notice of the woodsprites floating around you.

he smiled kindly as he watched them float from resting around you both on the ground, only moving as neteyam had approached, disturbed by his footsteps. he shook his head and laughed as he continued to the lake, reminding himself to tell his brother later as they both would want answers from spider.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @astarborntowrite @liyahsocorro @gr4veyardg1rl

[refiwrites]

Spider x reader but they are both stupid so when they try to kiss, they forget their exopacks are there so they just smack their masks together, n it's kinda like 2 wine glasses hitting eachother duribg a toast

Or, alternatively

They're so used to not being able to rlly kiss due to their masks so when they aren't wearing them they accidentally smack foreheads all the time because they keep forgetting that they're not wearing exopacks. They headbutt eachother rlly hard

Silly ideas <3

wait let me indulge in this for a moment 😭

On Spider’s part, it wasn’t probably a great idea that he confessed to you when you two were outside- but he just had to show you the cave he found hidden deep in the forest!

It wasn’t also a bad idea that you, or your love for him, made you join him nonetheless.

Now as the two of you had made your feelings known to each other… well the most logical thing to do was kiss, right? All that pent up uncertainty and hope just had to be let off.

Before the two of you could even think-

SMACK!

Both of you let out pained noises as your exopacks had clashed against each other in your attempt of a first kiss. The two of you held your exopack-covered forehead in pain, but that didn’t last long as the moment the two of you made eye contact- it dawned on how much of a bad idea this was and yet it was the best moment of both of your lives.

Your eyes connect and a burst of laughter could be heard throughout the cave as you smacked Spider’s arm, with him letting out a fake ‘Ow!’ and laughing after.

But as then your relationship had been established and progressed, the habit was still there, or maybe it was just purely because you’re living on a different planet.

Both of you had spent most of your lives in the Omaticaya clan with Jake Sully’s kids but as you retreat home to your shack with Spider-

It happens again, you would’ve thought the two of you would learn it by now, but it seemed to make itself a part of your relationship.

THUD!

“Ow!” Both of you exclaim at the same time as you held your forehead and Spider held his.

“You’re definitely doing this on purpose!” You call out.

“I’m not!” Came Spider’s reply as he rubbed his forehead.

“Talk about relationships giving you headaches..” You mutter under your breath, also rubbing your forehead.

Spider couldn’t help but snort at your complaint but it was mostly true. But this time he knew to move carefully now.

“Just come over here.” He spoke, tugging you by the arm and he leans in, angling his face just right and you found yourself closing your eyes.

Finally, your lips met his.