#na’vi reader

[sunandsstars]

YAWNETU MAIN

Na’vi!Reader x Tonowari x Ronal

Summary: One other mate was enough, but two? Unneeded. ___ was the outcast, the unwanted woman. Jake and Neytiri wouldn’t ever see her..right?

Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5

Summary: With her arrival in Awa’atlu, reader seeks to find a sanctuary for her family, one that she may find in two particular individuals

Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8 , Chapter 9

ALTERNATIVE ENDINGS

Neytiri x Jake x Na’vi!Reader

Deja Blu x Na’vi!reader

[pandoraslxna]

hi!! ur jake x tonowari fic got me thinking like ive been thinking abt ur writing for days.

imagine the both got back from an unsuccessful hunt together and the reader asked them if they needed any help after the hunt and they were like "yes 😈" and just hardcore smut

Stress relief

Jake Sully x female reader x Tonowari

Words: 3.1k

Warnings: explicit smut, minors dni, mmf threesome, oral, p in v, pandoras mighty dilfs in action, rough sex, cum swallowing, poly relationship, overstimulation, multiple orgasm, kinda forced orgasm, spit roasting, squirting, praise kink, use of 'sir’, slight degradation kink too if you squint

Notes: I’m using that gif purely bc jake looks like he’s fucking someone and Tonowari talks them through it— 😩 (pls make sure to reblog, I feel like this is gonna get shadowbanned too)

You’ve been waiting for them inside your marui pod patiently. The hours have passed painful slow without them and it’s not until the eclipse had started, that two familiar Na‘vi return to your shared home. Immediately, you jump to your feet to greet them happily, but the expressions on their faces are everything but. That could’ve mean only one thing.

"What’s wrong? Didn’t catch anything today?", you ask them carefully, while the both set away their weapons, spear and bow. Tonowari purses his lips before he speaks with a sigh, "No, the Srakats were especially tough today."

"Don’t be disappointed", you smile at him gently, "I‘m sure you‘ll catch one next time."

Jake passes you to stow away some other things, but before he does, he leaves a small kiss on the corner of your mouth. "You should’ve seen us though, we put up one hell of a fight with those things." He’s says it so half heartedly, seemingly trying to cheer up the mood but still, your smile drops. They’ve been talking about nothing else than this hunt since yesterday, were gone for the whole day and are now probably very exhausted too, it’s no wonder they were frustrated. You can’t help but feel bad for them.

"Is there anything I can do to make you both feel better?" The question is innocent. You’ve been thinking about cooking them their favorite meal, you’re pretty sure you still have some meat stored, but with the way the two of them instantly look at each other… you could’ve only guessed that’s not what they have in mind.

Tonowari slowly closes the gap between you and him, his board arms circling your smaller frame and pulling close into a hug. You sigh against his warm skin, your big, oblivious eyes looking up at him through long lashes.

"I think there’s a thing or two you could do about that", he says slyly and your eyebrows rise. Behind you, you can hear Jake chuckle, "He’s been talking about nothing else all day. I’d say it’s partly your fault too, that he was so unfocused and we didn’t catch anything."

"M-My fault?", you blink at him over your shoulder and Jake hums in agreement. "You had him all hard and desperate, daydreaming about that cute little pussy aaall day." At his words, you swallow thickly and your gaze switches from Jake back to Tonowari.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one to plant such thoughts in my head in the first place", he chuckles, "Talking about all the things you were going to do to her once we‘re back. All that talking scared away the Srakats!"

You giggle at the way they’re teasing each other and suddenly, both pair of eyes land on you. "What’s so funny, sweetheart?", Jake tilts his head and you bite on your tongue to stop yourself from laughing. He looks at you for a moment, eyes roaming over you body as he licks hip lips and crosses his muscular arms over his chest.

"Undress", Jake orders you with a stern look on his face. You’re dumbfounded for a second, like you’re frozen in place. But then Jake raises his eyebrows, prompting, and immediately you get to work, undressing yourself. You’re clumsy as you do, hurriedly untying your loincloth, almost stumbling over your own feet in the process and when it comes to your top, you struggle with the clasp. "A little faster than that, bunny. We don’t have all day. Unless you want me to rip it off of you, hm?" Quickly, you shake your head. You’ve spent way too many hours weaving that top, just for Jake to destroy it because he was too impatient.

The two tall Na‘vi stare you down so intensely and with so much lust in their eyes that your hands begin to tremble. Still, you somehow manage to finally get your top off and it falls to the ground next to your feet. Now you stand there, awkward and completely bare before them, obediently waiting for your next order.

You could feel their eyes on you and the whole situation made you feel insanely excited. In their minds, they were already touching, kissing, licking and biting on every part of skin they could see. You squirm a little and clench you thighs together, eager for them to make it happen. Tonowari then reaches out and gently brushes a thumb over your cheek and you close your eyes and lean into it, sighing. "Get on your hands and knees for me, will you do that?"

Oh he didn’t had to tell you twice.

Heat floods your cheeks as you drop to your knees, almost embarrassingly fast and Tonowari chuckles at the sight. Like this, you were almost eye level with his crotch and the bulge forming right under his loincloth was speaking for itself, proving to you, that what they had told you was true. He wanted you. So bad.

Tonowari steps closer and like this, you had to crane your neck to look at his face. The metkayina strokes your hair gently before guiding your small hands to the piece of clothing covering his crotch. Getting the hint, you make quick work of untying his loincloth. Once his clothing falls to the ground and his cock springs free, you gulp audibly. The hand that had been caressing your head then moves, his thumb slides over your bottom lip ever so slowly before he slips his digit into your mouth. He traces the edges of your teeth. "Remember, good girls don’t use their teeth", he smiles down at you and you nod, eagerly.

Your hands then reach out to touch his cock. It twitches in your palms, too big for you to close your hands entirely around it. The realization alone made you feel uneasy and heat pools from your core and smears between your clenched thighs. Experimentally, you squeeze and stroke him before Tonowari guides your head closer, until he could feel your warm breath on the tip of his cock. First, you press a small kiss on top of it and Tonowari can’t help but huff out a breath, smiling at the precious sight before him.

He watches you with half lidded eyes, as you let saliva pool in your mouth and then stick your tongue out and let it drip down onto his tip. It makes his dick glisten, slippery with your saliva. You continue with dragging your tongue up the underside of his dick and he groans, relishing in the feeling of that wet, warm muscle against his hard length.

Those licks and kisses felt good, incredible even, but they were not nearly enough, not for how hard he was. But Tonowari was a patient man.

You drag the flat of your tongue up, the tip of it flicking just beneath the head of his cock. Tonowaris hips jerk at the sensation and he rolls his neck back with a groan. He tries to restrain himself– to restrain the urge to just flip you onto your stomach and fuck you senseless, make you scream his name for the whole village to hear.

Jake on the hand wasn’t exactly known for being very patient. The only times when he would willingly take it slow with you and show patient was, when he was teasing you.

Behind your back, you could hear him move. You can’t really see him like this, but you know he’s there, settling himself behind you. With a hand on your back he helps you in position –one hand on the floor and the other resting on Tonowari‘s strong thigh. With his own, he nudges your legs apart and makes room for him to kneel between them, so your bottom was hovering over his lap. His hands roam over your body, kneading your breasts and stroking over your back, where he then leaves wet kisses and love bites behind.

"Where do you want me, sweet girl?", he whispers and his breath against the wet spots, where he had kissed you on your spine, make goosebumps appear on your skin, "Inside that cute ass? Or that tight little pussy of yours, hm?"

You exhale a shaky breath, lips still close to the head of Tonowari’s cock as you answer him, "Inside my… my pussy, please." Your wish is answered by a dark chuckle coming from behind you and two large hands begin to spread your soft folds, revealing your entrance to him. "Can’t deny such a filthy request coming from such a pretty girl", he hums.

With his cock in hand, Jake carefully prods himself against your wet opening. "Focus on me", Tonowari tells you right before Jake pushes the head of his cock inside. You gasp as he stretches you, sinking into you ever so carefully and slow. It still stings, thanks to his inhuman size and girth. "It’s okay, just breathe", Tonowari coos above you, holding your head in his big palms, "You’re doing so well, so good for him. He’s almost in."

When Jake had finally, finally, thank eywa, bottomed out, with every merciless inch of his cock shoved deep inside you, you moan, already close to coming. The sound was heavenly to their ears and Jake can’t help it when he presses his hips even tighter against yours. You could feel the tip of his cock against your cervix and then a small sob escapes your lips. You clench around him as your first orgasm takes over you so unexpectedly fast. "Fucking hell, she’s coming already", Jake pants behind you, the grip he had on your hips increases, "That pussy of yours, jesus fuck! Sweetheart, you’re gonna be the death of me."

Jake allows your body a few seconds to adjust and brace yourself, before he pulls himself out all the way and then snaps his hips forward, pushing inside you in one go. The way his waist collides with your bottom emerges a loud and obscene smack and you whimper.

Tonowari in front of you was still patient. With his hands, he holds your head up, gives you enough leverage so you don’t fall face first against the floor. He enjoys watching you fall apart on Jakes cock with only a few of his thrusts. But his cock hangs heavy in the hair, leaking pre-cum and desperately waiting for you to continue where you had stopped.

"Go on, baby. Wouldn’t be very nice of you to leave that big boy hanging, hm?", Jake muses when he recognizes the look on the metkayina‘s face. "Y-Yes, sir." Obediently, you place your plump lips over the very tip of Tonowaris cock, tongue poking the salty slit, and his mouth falls open.

Yours does too, just a moment later when you hollow your cheeks and take him further into your mouth, just barely a few more inches. His hips were trembling with the effort to not hold your head still and just fuck your throat. Thankfully, a few especially hard thrusts of Jake had you take him even further inside, until you were gagging around him and could feel your second orgasm approach almost too fast for you to fully prepare yourself. You gag again as his thrusts push you further on Tonowari’s cock and you moan around him, loud and wanton and then you cum for the second time.

"That’s it, that’s the sound I wanna hear", Jake groans behind you

To the rhythm of Jake thrusts, you bob your head up and down, tongue glued to the hard length of Tonowari. He’s so far from being fully buried inside your mouth, the size difference was making it incredibly difficult, but he could feel you push yourself to your limit. You were making these wet noises that went straight to his dick and with your small hands, you stroke every inch your mouth couldn’t reach.

The sensation of hands all over you was overwhelming. Tonowari held your head up, one of his hands mindlessly stroking through your hair and holding them out of your face. Behind you was Jake, his tail affectionately wrapped around your thigh, while his hands were roaming all over your body. He switched between kneading your ass, to tugging on your sensitive nipples or simply holding your hips in a hard grip as he thrusts into you. You could feel your walls tighten once again, sucking him even further in, in an attempt to keep him there and when Jake brushes against your g-spot particularly hard, you fall apart again. This time, your legs almost give out under you and you’re glad for all the hands holding you steady.

Your eyes roll all the way back inside your head and you dare to close them for a brief moment and let yourself be taken over by the sensations, letting more drool collect in your mouth, to cover the cock that was sliding in and out alongside your tongue, and drip out the side of your mouth. "Open your eyes, little one", Tonowari groans above you and its followed by a throaty chuckle, "Can’t have you pass out on my cock."

You look up at him, tears picking at the corner of your eyes and you hum around his length, in place of a verbal response.

Your eyes widen even more, when you suddenly feel a pair over fingers glide between your folds and expertly find your clit.

"How many times did you come last night?", Jake asks so bluntly and unbothered, like he wasn’t currently fucking the very soul out of you. You can barely hear him over your own moans and the obscene sounds of you sucking Tonowari off. When Jake circles that little nub, you can slowly feel the familiar, addicting, tension building up in your core. Again.

"Hey, I asked you a question", he says sternly with a rough tap of his fingers to your clit, to which your knees buckle. You let your tongue glide along the underside of Tonowari’s cock as you slide him out of your mouth, the tip of it leaving your plump and spit slicked lips with a soft pop.

"Two or… or, oh fuck, three, I– I don't remember, sir", you manage to respond between heavy pants and moans and just to be mean, Jake circles your clit even faster. He was incapable of being as gentle as he wanted to be, as he needed to be, but the way you flourished beneath his rough touch, how you forced yourself to take more of both of their cocks into your tight little holes, undid him.

"Good. We‘ll make it four today, cupcake."

"Fuck Jake, I– I can’t take it, please that’s too much, can’t, I can’t!"

"You can, little one", Tonowari reassures you softly. With his thick cock in hand, he gently nudges the tip of it against your swollen lips, urging you to take him inside your mouth again and you despite your whining, you don’t hesitate to do so. "See? You’re always such a good girl for us. You can take it, I know you can."

"You really think we're that dense, don't you?” Jake tsks. The resentment in his tone doesn't match the amusement creeping into the edges of his features. "I think we know best what our precious girl is capable of, right? Think we know that sweet body of yours better than you do.” He tilts his head as if he's observing a rare specimen, his attention fixed on the way your soft, round cheeks jiggle with every thrust of his hips. He angles his own hips to brush against your g-spot expertly, while he rolls your slick covered clit in between his rough fingers. You moan around Tonowari’s cock so loud, they knew without doubt that even the last villager now knew what was going on in the olo’eyktan’s marui. And so, the knot inside your lower abdomen snaps. You come again, with a gush of slickness this time, that’s then slowly dripping down your thighs.

“Yeah, that does it every time", Jake groans as he feels you clench around him in a bruising grip. You steady yourself on Tonowari’s thigh, nails digging into his skin as a rush of pleasure surges through you the way waves crash on the shore —and that’s all it takes for him to cum, the vibrations of your moans around him sending him clean over the edge.

The olo’eyktan shudders, fist clenched tightly in your hair as he feels you swallow it all, throat folding around his cock. The motion itself makes him moan, praises as well as curses falling from his lips that you barely pick up over the sound of Jakes hips still snapping against yours. Slowly, he pulls away from your swollen, wet and reddened lips.

"I’m gonna cum, baby, gonna cum inside you, yeah? Gonna fill you up all the way and– fuck, you better keep it in there until I’ll fill you up again", Jake pants and his rhythm slowly begins to falter. You do your best to squeeze around him, pull him in and hold him right there until he can merely pull out of you for more than a few inches and his thrusts become short and deep and desperate.

Until all Jake feels is heat, that incredibly tight heat that squeezes and sucks him in, with the most obscene sounds he’s ever heard– and he’s done for. He’s flooding your core with warmth as he thrusts up into you, hard, for the final time. With a bruising grip on your hips, he holds you there and fills you up, until it leaks around his cock and flows down your thighs.

You nearly sob when he pulls away, leaving you feeling exposed and empty. An ache begins to settle over you as you come down from your high. Right when your legs finally give in on yourself, you feel a pair of big muscular arms lay themselves around you and suddenly, your face is pressed against a hard chest and legs swung around someone’s waist. "Good girl, did so well for us", Tonowari coos and you could feel the deep vibration of his voice inside his chest. You lazily throw your arms around his neck and burry your face in the space of his neck, before you close your eyes with a sigh. Behind you, Jake places soft kisses on your shoulder, right after you’ve felt the warmth of his body closing in against your back.

"I knew you could do it, baby. I‘m so proud of you", Jake hums against your skin and their soft praises slowly loll you to sleep, hugged tight in their arms. In the back of your mind, you were already excitingly thinking about the outcome of their next hunt. Was it mean to wish for another unsuccessful hunt again?

Well. May Eywa forgive you.

[bartxnhood]

all the stars | atwow

| sully!family x fem!sully!reader

summary: based on this request.

warnings: reading feeling insecure, crying, jake and neytiri being the best parents to you

word bank: skxawng- idiot. ite- daughter. sa’nok - mother. itetsyip - little daughter(endearing). mawey - calm.

a/n: hi my lovies !! this is my first ever avatar piece so i’m so very sorry if it isn’t entirely accurate. i also haven’t seen twow yet (but i’ve basically had the entire movie spoiled so😭) so, im always open for criticism and feedback. also this didn’t go in the direction i wanted it to but i still hope you all enjoy this one <3

not proofread

requests open

Copyright © 2023 bartxnhood. All rights reserved. This original work is not allowed to be reposted on any platform in any format.

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growing up as a sully had its hardships. you were different from the other na’vi people because of who your father was. they saw you differently, you had an extra finger, and you were slightly shorter than your siblings and the people in your village.

but, it never stopped your family from loving you unconditionally. jake was your number one supporter, as his firstborn daughter he was highly protective of you but he gave you the freedom you deserved because he knew you could handle yourself and he always kept an eye out for you.

neytiri, your mother was strong, brave, and capable of anything she had to do. you took a lot after her, you were skilled when it came to hunting. she taught you everything you knew. she was so proud to be your mother, to have you as her daughter. you were the most beautiful thing she had done.

you were very close with your siblings. growing up, you were still young with lo’ak was born but with kiri and tuk you would always play with them, you were the big sister everyone dreamed of.

with neteyam, it was different. sure, he may be older but you were always a helping hand if he needed you. or, if he was having a hard time he always came to you. he took care of you as an older brother should, but sometimes he just needs a shoulder to lean on.

“y/n!” tuk cheered as you walked back to your home, you had gone out with kiri for a while to enjoy nature and help your sister find some items for her jewelry making. “tuk-tuk!” you beamed as she ran into your arms. “i made you something!” she handed you a piece of jewelry she had made, “oh my, ewya, this is gorgeous!” you grinned, “thank you” she watched as you put the piece on and she giggled. “so pretty!” tuk left your embrace, leading you back home where you were met with the rest of your family.

on one occasion, lo’ak, neteyam, and your father went out to hunt for a while but when they returned you knew the atmosphere was dull. mostly coming from lo’ak, you felt his sadness. “did he yell at you again?” you pulled lo’ak to the side he nodded, hanging his head low. “i’ll talk with him, okay?” you smiled, bringing your younger brother into a hug. “stay out of trouble, skxawng” the both of you laughed.

you were the daughter and sister they adored.

though, when you arrived at the metkayina clan things shifted. you weren’t as happy as you used to be, and it was hard adjusting to the different lifestyle. it didn’t help how the people saw you as a demon, often making comments on your appearance.

of course, you changed. you were slowly beginning to hate yourself.

“ma ite” your ears perked up, whipping your head around to find your mother who was approaching. “sa’nok” you answered, looking down at the sand. “what is wrong my child?” she questioned, coming by your side. it was late into the night, you weren’t able to sleep. you were tired of being alone with your mind so, you decided to get up and sit for a while in attempts to clear your head.

your family had moved to the oceanside in hopes of refuge. unlike the others, you felt alone. compared to the forest this was all so different, you missed playing in the trees, laying in the lush forest grass with your siblings. getting used to the sand and water was different, but oh was it beautiful.

the others noticed how you were different they’d poke fun at your height, your hands, your fingers, and your hair. it hurt, you’d stay up every night wondering if you were the problem.

were you that much of a disappointment to your family?

you shrugged, turning and facing the sea. “i don’t know, mother” you lied, fidgeting with your fingers. “just could not sleep” you felt her hand rest on your shoulder, of course, you knew that she knew something was wrong. it was your mother, she knew everything. “something is troubling you” you nodded, pursing your lips. “what is it, my child?” tears welled in your eyes, ears flattened as you looked at your lap. “i’m alien. everyone hates me.”

neytiri felt her heartbreak, seeing you like this and thinking people could hate you. how could anyone hate her special girl? she pulled you close to her, resting her head on yours as you quietly sobbed into her chest “oh..itetsyip” she cooed, brushing your hair behind your ear.

“what’s going on?” jake emerges from the hut after hearing a bit of commotion. you both raised your head turning back to find your father. his eyes scanned you, and seeing your puffy eyes he went into full dad mode. then, he looked at neytiri and they held eye contact for a moment.

you weren’t okay.

“what’s wrong, babygirl?” he asked, coming to your side. you felt a lump in your throat when he asked, all this time you had been bottling it up and now, you were about to explode. “i’m so tired” you cried, falling into his arms. jake held you tightly, neytiri rubbing your back gently, “shhh, mawey mawey.” your mother hushed your cries.

“i’m sorry if i’m a disappointment, father. i’m trying my hardest” you cried into his arms. you weren’t able to take the pain much longer. you began to hate yourself. “look at me.” he pulled you from his embrace, holding your face. “you are not a disappointment. i don’t want you to ever say that about yourself again, okay?”

as a father, you’d never want to hear your children say they were a disappointment. you were the greatest thing jake ever did. “yes sir” you nodded, wiping away your tears. “my daughter.” neytiri grabbed your attention, wiping away your tears. “ewya blessed me with the honor of being your mother.” she smiled sadly, “more than all of the stars in the sky, you are so loved. ma y/n” she pressed a kiss on the top of your head.

“let us go to bed now, it is late.” she stood up, reaching for your hands and jake followed suit.

[babyjackdaniels]

[bonnibuckets]

— delicate | jake

pairing: hum!jake x fem navi

warning: fluffish & smut (eating out & vag! fingering)

synopsis: jake is at camp resting when you find him out of his avatar

wc: 900+

‘Oel ngati kameie, ma Tsmukan, ulte ngaru seiyi ireiyo. Ngari hu Eywa saleu tìrea, tokx 'ì'awn slu Na'viyä hapxì.’

means ‘I see you Brother and thank you. Your spirit goes with Eywa, your body stays behind and become part of the People.’

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You opened your eyes and stretched in your hammock yawning, you rolled over staring at jake’s avatar sleeping. You wish he’d hurry up and link — he had explained it to you. “jake” you whisper yell, but nothing happens and you softly growl. You decide to just get up and do your duties hoping he’d eventually link while you’re out.

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You sink your knife into your hunt “Oel ngati kameie, ma Tsmukan, ulte ngaru seiyi ireiyo. Ngari hu Eywa saleu tìrea, tokx 'ì'awn slu Na'viyä hapxì”. You pull out the knife and take the hunt back. You stare up to see if jake is linked, but to your disappointment, his avatar is still in the same spot. You stomp your foot on the ground and hiss at him. ‘stupid stupid jake!’ you thought to yourself as you cleaned up.

As you cleaned up you suddenly remember that jake showed you where his camp was located, and you grab your bow and immediately run to find him. You didn’t know why his lack of company made you feel incomplete, but you knew you didn’t like the feeling. You jumped from tree to tree until you made it to his camp. You ran up to it and looked inside the glass, you saw jake in what he told you was a ‘wheelchair’ and he was eating.

You tilted your head ‘so small like a baby’ you thought pressing your hand to the glass. You tapped it and jake jumped but then relaxed seeing you. He held up one finger before putting on a mask and opening the door, “hey..i didn’t expect you to see me…like this” jake jokingly said. He handed you a mask to help you breathe safely but you didn’t need it constantly. “why does jake take so long to link?” you said a little mad.

“i’m sorry i just needed to take a break and build strength,” he said rubbing the back of his head. “i was sad when you weren’t there” you looked down, and jake rolled over to you and grabbed your hand. “i’m sorry again but i’m here now” he smiled tilting his head looking up to you.

“yes, but i have been thinking. i want to…connect with you like this” you pointed to him referring to his human form. Jake blushed and chuckled “getting me flustered” he looked away. “but i don’t know how jake doesn’t have a queue in this body” he smiled and grabbed your bow putting it down on the table.

“i’ll show you something,” jake said rolling away and you followed ducking the doorway and ceiling. He took off his mask and showed you his bed “the only way i know how to connect the way you want is this way, lay down please” you look at him, and your heart flutters. You lay down and jake maneuvers himself onto the bed, “i’m going to try something but you have to trust me okay?” he exhaled.

“i trust you,” you said as your heart was beating fast. Jake kisses your legs and works his way up worshiping your body, and from that alone, you felt hot. “mm jake more” you panted looking at him, he looked up and smirked “be patience” he said softly biting your calf.

You whined and became wiggly as he got closer to where you wanted him. He kissed and sucked bruises onto your thighs “please jake” you said frustrated. “okay okay” he smiled. Jake removed your loincloth gently and stared before diving in immediately. “JAKE!” you squealed at his sudden reaction. He licked you all over and sucked on your lips and clit and came up for air making a pop.

You were overheating and felt your abs flex “ha jake it feels nice” you purr as jake uses his fingers. He put one in at first and went back to sucking paying attention to your clit while curling his finger. You moaned and grabbed his hair “mm more please i want more” you whined as pressure started building.

Jake then added another finger, then another, until he was three fingers in. He curled and pistoned his fingers in and out, you were seeing stars. Jake came back up for air “so beautiful all spread out for me” he panted “so good, such a good girl, my good girl”. You couldn’t take it as the building pressure became harder to hold.

“i-jake” then the pressure snapped, and you arched your back and grabbed at the sheets and bit your lip so hard it bled. Your muffled moans were still very much heard by jake as he cleaned you up with his tongue and his fingers. You immediately grabbed the mask and inhaled, you felt tingly all over and delicate. “i hope you're not done because i can keep going sweetheart” jake smirked.

— [Fin]

a/n: let me know what y’all think! i got this idea from seeing a post from @anchoeritic so idea credit to them and the anon.

[ggeveryone99]

Mutxip’s Begining: Part 6

hA/N:Well howdy, very sorry for such a logn period between chapters. prolly going to be the same but the next part(s) that I have ideas for are kinda intricit so it’ll take a bit, but enjoy this little snipbit lol. (Also i am so sorry to the people whos tags didn’t work, I dont know what happened)

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The only thing Jake could effectively make out is her glowing yellow eyes, always unchanging and never moving from her target (Which most of the time is him). He smiles at her curiosity, her natural camouflage hiding any true vision from him of her. Her footsteps are practiced but clumsy from her young age. Her feet lit up whenever she shifts her position. He watches her study him, and he can't help but smile fondly at her curiosity. 

She studies the man that has been coming here every night, and her tail swishes behind her showcasing her curiosity about his approach. 

His natural stripes and dark blue complexion allowed him to be camouflaged in the night to regular eyes, but her honed eyesight allowed her to see him clearly. The moss on the ground glowed where he sat, creating a halo around his legs. Every time his tail brushed back and forth gently on the ground, it was like a comet tail following his movements. His large body almost gave the moss shadow, his hair slightly covering his face and darkening his expression. But what confused her the most was the thick strands of hair coming out of his head. She subconsciously reached to touch her own dark hair, feeling the matted, stringy strands. Strange, her hair isn’t like his; why is it different. She also noted his hands, laid on his knees, and spread out, but there are extra pieces on him. One hand clenches shut, feeling all the appendages. She will have to get close to get a better look at the strange man. 

Slowly she moves from her crouched position to get a better look at him. Leaning her body this way and that to see if she could get a better angle on him. 

Eventually, her curiosity takes over, and she slowly approaches Jake, circling his body and inspecting him and their differences. Jake, on the other hand, was afraid to even breathe. Not even a twitch in his muscles was allowed in case her skittish nature returned. This is the closest he has been to her; he wants it to count and last. And now that he can see her closer, he is allowed to take in her scrabby clothes and matted hair. Take in the amount of dirt on her body and the scratch marks on her arms and legs. The urge to take her into his arms and hold her almost takes over. The urge to hide her away from the world, to be able to protect her from the harsh environment she currently lives in. She has no idea she has an entire clan waiting to welcome her with open arms and celebrations. For her to be loved and protected by those around her. All they wait for is her. Neytiri has already been scrounging for items to put onto the little girl's songcord, ready to welcome another daughter home.   

Cautiously she creeps closer to him, clutching the bracelet given to her. His ears pointed her way, tail twitching with excitement. With a tentative hand, she grabs one of the ‘strands’ of hair. Jake’s’ breath stills at the feel of her hand, but he doesn’t react. He doesn’t move an inch for fear of scaring her to leave and not come back. 

As time continued, she got more and more confident. Moves his hair this way and that, grunting and squealing softly when she sees something new. Inspecting his scalp and touching his queue very gently because she knows how sensitive hers is, so it must be the same for him. She then moved from his hair to his ears, giggling when they flicked around when she touched them. Once she finishes poking and prodding his ear, she takes a hold of his hand and brings it up to her face, surprise filling her childish features.  She tilts her head seeing the extra fingers on his hand confusedly. Jake smiles to himself and allows her to inspect the most obvious difference between them. She brings her hand up and compares the two, confused about their differences. She meets his eyes and juts his hand closer to his face. 

“Hand.” She states, shaking his hand a little to show the urgency. He nods, 

“They are different.” He tells her, her brow muscles tense together in obvious confusion. 

“Why?” A very simple question but a not-so-easy answer, so he tries his best. But he is happy she can understand him. So, as gently as possible, he closes his hand around her hand. “You see the lights?” He points up, and she cranes to look at the sky before nodding. “The shiny’s.” She answers with childlike wonder, always contemplating why they are so far away. 

Jake chuckles, “Yes, the shiny’s. I am different because I am from one of them.” She gasps and snaps her head towards him, gripping his arm with her other hand. She seems like she can barely contain her surprise and excitement. With utter awe in her eyes, she pokes his chest with a finger, “From Eywa.”

It is now his turn to be surprised. He hadn’t thought of it like that in a long time. Slowly, his face turns to a smile, and he nods. “Sure, from Eywa.” He confirms.

 She looks down when she feels his tail gently brush against her leg and decides to investigate. It moves from her grasp when she tries to grab it, and she squeals in delight. For maybe a minute, she chased after his tail while he swished it back and forth, almost taunting her. 

She hisses, then jumps onto his tail, making him laugh. She chases his tail, a common game played with her mother whenever she is feeling feisty before bed. Suddenly she stops, remembering the fruit she brought, and dashes across the small clearing and into the brush leaving Jake confused and startled. But he isn't allowed to feel like that for long as she runs back into the clearing with something wrapped in a leaf held in her mouth, and she runs back as fast as possible on all fours. Jake is slightly taken aback, but he quickly schools himself and watches her with a smile. Watched her skid to a stop and crouch right in front of him to unravel the leaves with a smile. She removes the same fruits as last time before shoving one into his face. 

“Eat,” she demands

He grabs the fruit and methodically peels it while trying to watch the little girl simultaneously. She pays him no mind and stands to eat the fruit without peeling the skin. Absentmindedly leaning on his arm with one hand and eating with the other. He notices that even though she is standing, she is still the same height as him when he sits. He feels a warmth surround him as he watches the girl eat her food messily and look at her surroundings. He feels a crawling urge to protect her. To bring her back, no matter her anger, and keep her safe where she should be. With a real family- he stops his thought. The long run is what he is playing. He already knows his end goal. Neytiri has threatened to come herself if he doesn't try quicker methods. He melts at the thought of his wife. She so desperately wants to come help this little girl in front of him and give her a mother's warmth and love. But Jake knows he has to be slow or else drastic change in her will happen, and nothing for the good. He would never force her to come with him. 

He looks back at the girl to find her staring at him unblinking, pupils blown, and tail swaying with a sense of urgency. Slowly she reaches out to him, and he braces for her to play with his hair again, but instead, he sees her gently urge an atokirina from off his head that he didn’t even realize was there. She slowly brings it to her face and closes her eyes in contentment at the feeling of the pure spirit against her cheek. Jake then watches as another flows down and tickles her ears, making her giggle before cupping that one too. He watches the exchange happen, awestruck at the sign Eywa has given him. It is almost time. 

He watches her sit on the mossy land, resting her back against his leg to allow her full attention toward the two. He freezes, not wanting the moment to end. He was finally at peace for a little bit. Watching her play with the two atokirina, they stayed like that for a while. Her head now rests on his leg, and she is becoming increasingly tired. Eventually, falling asleep, and the two atokirina caress her cheeks one last time before floating away. He watches them dance across the sky before disappearing into the trees. Redirecting his gaze back at the little girl, he smiles softly, feeling the urge to caress her hair, but he holds back. Content with the fact she felt safe enough to fall asleep on him. 

They stayed like that for a while before Jake realizes how late it is, creeping closer to morning as time passes. But there is no way he can leave her here, alone and in the cold with no protection. He would never leave this little girl alone like this. So he waits, keeping watch of his surroundings while highly aware of the weight against his leg. He would snap his eyes towards her every twitch she makes, every time she moved or mumbled. Worry makes his heart clench when he spins his head towards her before having to calm his heart. 

It wasn’t till a later that he heard the slightest movement in the foliage behind him. He doesn’t move, keeping his head forward, but he quietly sniffs the air, and his ears twitch to try and get a better angle toward the noise. Before he could covertly grab his knife, he feels a hot gust of wind against his neck that makes his hair stand on end. A low growl emanates from the creature as it rounds him and the little girl. Protective instincts take over as he swiftly angles his body to cover hers. Baring teeth and growling low to give warning, he cuts himself off at the dark figure stalking them. 

He is face-to-face with familiar cat-like features and iridescent eyes. She doesn't attack, but watches with rapt attention, imperceptibly showing aggression. 

Quickly Jake puts two and two together and realizes the thanator is the same one as before. The one who rode off with the little girl on her back. The mother is covered in scars and battle wounds. Numerous bullet wounds surrounded her chest and legs.

 Jake takes a low breath at the familiar beast and reluctantly bows his head. Strangely the palulukan bows her head in return. They stare at each other for a while before the little girl whines in her sleep, catching the attention of both the Oloeyktan and the palulukan. Jake sighs in discontent, seeing he has to let the mother take back her child. Slowly he moves his hand under her head and the other under her knees to pick her up gently. If she is anything like his boys, she would be sleeping like the dead. Cautiously he approaches the palulukan, and she willingly crouches down to let him put the child on her back. Once situated, Jake steps back and looks out at the girl longingly, toy clutched in her hand and bracelet now around her own wrist. The palulukan gives Jake one last look before returning to the jungle's depths. Jake stands there for a while, watching them walk away, feeling disconcertion before resigning himself and returning home, picking up the leftover fruits as he leaves.

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Finding purpose | Male OC (or male reader)

Chap 1

Summary: In a world that is dying and there is no way of saving it, the humanity takes mater into their own hands. They flee from their home planet with hope of conquering another in order to survive. Among them, a couple of brothers with no idea what they’re doing.

Pairings: Jake sully x Oc (friendship), Tsu’tey x Oc (friendship), Neytiri x Oc (friendship). [No current love interest]

Warnings: Mention of violence, death, use of drugs or alcohol, bad ways of coping mechanisms and obscene language.

Note: - This is not a request and it’s the translation of the original story in wattpad. - My native language it’s not English - The Oc’s name is Eli Thompson.

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Apocalypse

This is what the elderly people called the approaching age of the earth. Only those with memories of what life was like 100 years ago can agree with the idea.

Forests were cleared and replaced with concrete and metal buildings. The oxygen of the atmosphere was contaminated with carbon dioxide. People going about their day to day became more isolated in their own lives and what was known as mere courtesy to others was lost.

But it wasn't all bad. Science, technology and medicine made unimaginable discoveries that in the past would only be dreams.

This is how in the XXII century, genetic problems were nothing more than a simple matter of paying enough to fix the problem. Physical defects and most of the mental ones were easy to cure. But what happened when they were twins? After the year 2098, when the world declared itself over populated, a new law was declared where women had the right to give birth only once, the number of children that appeared at birth was irrelevant. For people of higher status it was no problem. They only had to choose to keep only one child or easily pay the economic expense of both. But for those without the resources, having twins was like a curse.

That was how Eli and Jonathan Thompson came to the orphanage. A careless mother with no desire to bear the responsibility of two lives left them at the door of an orphanage.

Luckily for the babies, orphanages are under the protection of governments. Their education is paid for and supervised by capable people. But the coexistence between the children is not the best. Fights that lead to loosening teeth are quite common since caregivers only choose to have a job that gives them money, not out of interest in the well-being of minors.

Eli, the older of the twins, grew up defending his younger brother. He wasn't afraid of having to break noses if someone messed with his family. As for his brother, Jonathan, he was a sweet soul, his strength was in his intelligence and his heart in science books. It was normal for the two of them to spend the afternoon together away from the others. While Jonathan reads aloud, Eli pays attention to whatever his brother says. Even though he often finds it hard to understand what he says. He even had to get a dictionary to understand the complex words in the books that his little brother loved.

Growing up was not a problem with the dynamics they had. It was like this, when leaving school, the 13-year-old brothers hit the road to the park to have their precious free time before returning to the orphanage full of children with testosterone to the maximum and desires to hit something to de-stress.

What they did not know was that that same day they would meet 2 other people. Thomas and Jacob Sully.

Another set of twins.

From the first sight, the 4 children were intrigued to meet the opposites. It was normal, twins were not common in a society as strange as the one they live in.

But what was unusual, was seeing how the children found a balance between themselves.

The oldest Sully, a kind-hearted and highly intelligent boy, instantly hit it off with Jonathan's desire for adventure and knowledge attitude. While the youngest of the Sullys, Jacob, found it amusing to have to face the older bother Eli in whatever they can think of. Sports, wrestling, food races, etc. In short, growing up was... interesting.

Difficult, without a doubt, but very interesting. The Sullys changed school to be with their new friends. It was easier that way.

Upon reaching 17, Eli and Jake made the decision to join the military and the other 2 brothers were going to fulfill their dreams by studying at the university in the RDA with the hope of entering the program that would take them to Pandora.

But not everything was going to go so well. Jake was discharged from the military due to a spinal injury that left him paralyzed, Eli opted to leave when there was a problem in one of his missions, which ended with a chest wound and returning with fewer people than they had gone. Jonathan was diagnosed with cancer, one of the few diseases that not even science has been able to cure, but he ended up giving his life in an attempt to save his best friend Thomas. But the result ended in the death of both and his twin brothers having to take their jobs as avatar drivers. Jonathan couldn't even break the news of his brother that he had cancer.

It was like this, that in the year 2149 both soldiers were put in a cryo-sleep with the purpose of taking them to Pandora. The most hostile planet known to man.

After almost 6 years of traveling in space at high speed, finally the ship that the soldiers got on began to slow down.

The scientists in charge of the voyages woke up all the passengers who had been put into a cryo-sleep to save resources and energy during the trip.

One by one, the passengers opened their eyes inside their pods. Two of them in particular are somewhat disoriented by the process. They had only been given a week of preparation to learn things about the journey that usually takes years for others. It was obvious that much of the information had not been given due to time constraints, but the essentials had been learned, and that was what mattered.

Eli blinked a couple of times to dispel that feeling of hangover and exhaustion that he still felt. Having to wake up from a long sleep in zero gravity was not pleasant at all.

Row by row, the pods opened automatically, allowing doctors to check each other's vital signs before unfastening the belts that prevent their bodies from floating out.

"Are we there yet?" Jake asked, still a little confused.

"Yeah, we’re there, sunshine." Answered the doctor who was checking his vital signs. He could tell that he was a little dizzy, but other than that there was nothing out of the ordinary. "Be careful in zero gravity." The man told him as he unbuttoned and continued with the next passenger.

Things were moving fast, they had to overflow everyone in the estimated time. The number of trips in and out of the atmosphere were counted.

"Jake" The soldier who had floated to the lockers turned around seeing his best friend floating in his direction.

He put a smile on his face when he saw Eli's appearance. "Wow. Who kicked you in the balls?" he teased him.

Eli rolled his eyes and huffed. Five years, nine months and two days frozen in capsules and that was the first thing he told him. "Yeah well, it's not like you look better. Have you seen yourself in a mirror?" replied the friend.

Hours and many protocol processes later, both soldiers boarded a large ship with turbines strong enough to go in and out of Pandora's atmosphere.

Their cryo-sleep clothes had been exchanged for simple T-shirts and army pants. Despite not having exercised for a year before the trip, the habit of wearing other clothing was not comfortable for them. They felt better using military clothes.

And as cherry on the cake, now they had to wear some masks that would help them breathe in the atmosphere of Pandora.

Speaking of...

"Exo-packs on! Let’s go! Exo-packs on! Remember, people, you lose that mask, you’re unconscious in 20 seconds, you’re dead in four minutes! Let’s nobody be dead today! Looks very bad on my report." Shouted the official soldier in charge of those who were on the trip. It should be noted that his attitude was so sweet.

Everyone present put on their masks and closed the seals to prevent Pandora's toxic air from leaking through cracks in the mask.

The rattling of the ship was enough of an indicator that they had finally landed. Just seconds later, they all unbuckled their seatbelts and lined up to exit the plane. All except two soldiers.

"What do you think our welcome will be like? Will they have cakes?" Eli said sarcastically as he waited for Jake to pack up to go out. At first Eli helped his friend to do many things after the accident with his legs, but he learned that it was unnecessary. His friend was capable and also he became a curmudgeon when he wanted to help him.

Jake let out a laugh as he sat in his chair and buckled up. "There's only one way to find out."

Eli made a face that he was right. He grabbed his backpack and walked after Jake when they were finally ready.

"Let’s go, special cases, don’t make me wait for you!" the soldier shouted again with an attitude of sweetness.

When leaving, to say that they were impressed by the view was an understatement. Despite the fact that there is a lot of concrete and that it is a cloudy day, there is more natural light than on a normal day on earth. And the trees were so huge that their tops could be seen even over the great concrete walls put up by the RDA.

They were both so in awe of the sight that they had to abruptly move out of the way of a guy in a huge robotic suit that nearly crushed them.

"Careful airheads" Said the offended the soldier inside the suit. But neither of them gave it much thought. A lap dog attitude was common to be found among soldiers. It was a bad way of trying to show superiority.

They barely walked a few more meters when they had to stop again. A bulldozer of out-of-scale passed in front of them, arrows stuck to its wide tires.

Jake and Eli exchanged glances. Confused by what they had just seen. It was obvious someone wasn't happy with the machine, but those things were huge. An arrow seemed to be the size of a person.

The rest of his walk to the barracks was not interrupted by anything else. Upon entering it was the same type of technology found on Earth, only everything looked more scientific.

Finally, after getting lost a few times, the soldiers reached the conference room where the welcoming speech had already started.

"Out there, beyond that fence. Every living thing that crawls, flies or squats in the mud wants to kill you and eat your eyes for jujubes."

'What a good start,' Eli thought as he entered the room and caught part of the speech of the one who hi has been instructed that his name was Quaritch. General Quaritch.

Since the room was full, Eli sat in one of the pews closest to the exit door, with Jake stopping next to him.

"We have an indigenous population of humanoids called na'vi..."

Eli leaned into Jake and whispered. "There's nothing like an old-school safety brief to put your mind at ease." The sarcastic tone was evident in every word.

Jake rolled his eyes and smiled at the reference to the general's less than comforting speech.

After the general's charming speech, both friends left the conference room to continue their way to their rooms. Taking advantage of the time to make some stops and familiarize themselves with the place. They didn't want to end up lost later, it would be embarrassing. Better now and not later.

"Jake. Eli" The attention of the two soldiers was brought to a tall guy who made his way a little clumsily through the people in the hallway, only to seemingly reach them.

"You are Jonathan and Thomas's brothers, right?" Norm asked as he finally reached them. Noticing their confused expressions, he held out his hand to shake him in greeting as he introduced himself. "I'm Norm Spellman."

"You were a companion of our brothers, weren't you?" Eli asked, recognizing the name that was mentioned on more than one occasion during the calls they had. He shook his hand, clearly noting the soft scientific hands.

"Yes yes. Have you heard from me?" He ask with a clear slight nervousness when talking to people who are not scientists. "I hope only good things."

Eli gave him a sly smile before turning and continuing to walk alongside Jake. "Don't worry. He just told us that you vomited the first time you entered a simulation."

Norm stood still in the middle of the corridor, opening and closing his mouth in a vain attempt to defend himself, but the laughter of the soldiers only made it more difficult.

“...into the bio lab." Announced Norm entering through the automatic doors of the place.

Taking advantage of the fact that the soldiers did not know the place, he took the opportunity to give them a tour and maybe be lucky enough to become friends. They will spend the next 6 years together so it was the best choice for him.

"Uh, link… here’s the link room-"

Norm's words faded into the background as the soldiers headed another way. A blue light practically hypnotized them and called them like kites to a spotlight. What intrigued them was not the light, but where it came from.

The huge glass containers that had just been unloaded from the ships were finally ready to be removed from their enormous packaging and connected to the laboratory instruments.

"Hey, welcome." One of the scientists present spoke when he saw us arrive.

He shook hands with Jake who was closer. "Welcome to Pandora. Good to have you"

"Damn. They got big." Jake said in surprise when he saw the bodies inside its capsule. The avatars.

Genetically engineered bodies based on human DNA and the DNA of the natives of the planet.

"Yeah, they fully mature on the flight out." Norm said, just as impressed by what science is capable of. But his surprise didn't take a second to turn into scientific fascination and bring out his brainiac side. "So the proprioceptive sims seem to work really well?"

"Yes, they’ve got great muscle tone."

The soldiers exchanged poker glances seeing how quickly they were forgotten for the sake of science.

With a slight nod, Jake motioned for Eli to follow him to the avatars on the other side of the room.

The closest one was Jake's.

"It has the characteristics of a feline." Eli mentioned as he approached the tank. He turn to look at Jake when he gets no response, just silence.

The younger Sully was in a trance, and Eli knew why. The avatar had the face of his brother. It wasn't strange since they used his DNA to create it, but it wasn't the same for twins. After spending your whole life living with someone who shares your characteristics, you find those little differences that make them unique. But what makes the situation even more strange is finding those features on the face of an alien.

"Looks like him." Jake whispered. He almost seemed to fear that if he raised his tone he might awaken the sleeping creature in its amniotic fluid.

Eli put his hand on his friend's shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze. It was a silent sign that he was not alone.

"Umm. Which one of you is Eli Thompson?"

Both soldiers turned around to meet the scientists. Max, according to the name tag on his robe, looked strangely nervous.

"It's me." Eli answered, raising an eyebrow.

"There is something you should know about your avatar." Max said, slightly lifting the tablet in his hand. "Please follow me"

A bit wary, Eli glanced over his shoulder at Jake. But the uncertainty in his gaze was enough of an answer to know that he didn't know anything either.

Without further ado, he followed the scientist into a glass-walled office that gave him a full view of the lab and avatar tanks.

"What's going on Norm?" Asked the man in the wheelchair to the scientist who looked somewhat insecure in his place.

"They had some problems with Jony's avatar when it came to DNA matching." When mentioning the being, they both turned around to see on the other side of the laboratory how they removed the protective packaging from the last tank of avatars, exposing the aforementioned avatar.

It looked normal. Giant and blue just like the others, with a tail and pointy ears, but nothing different or out of place.

What could be the problem?

“That Jonathan what?" Eli asked. Trying to process the information that is on the tablet and what he had just been told.

"Judging by your reaction…I guess he didn't tell you about his illness." Max said with a sad expression on his face. It didn't seem fair that the soldier found out that his brother had cancer that way. It could have been almost 6 years since his death, but for the one who just came out of the cryo-sleep, to him it is still a few days ago. It hasn't even been a month in the perspective of the soldier.

The silence in the room was thick. Eli still couldn't form a word, he felt trapped in a loop despite hearing how the others kept up with their own rhythm outside that office.

He took a breath of air to remove from his thoughts the gloomy thoughts that overshadowed his ideas and focused on what he had to do. He took the glass tablet and checked the information of his ( in all word extension) avatar.

"So…the avatar has my DNA." Although it was a question, his accent made it sound like a statement. But his gaze didn't take off from the graphics on the object in his hands.

"They were about to remove your brother from the program when they noticed his illness." Max began to telling, his tone almost unsure to follow. The expression on the soldier's face was incredibly serious. "They couldn't use cancer cells to create an avatar. But he gave a sample with your disease-free DNA and appealed to the elders to let him continue." Finally, Eli looked up to see the same empathetic expression on the scientist's face. "His cancer was stage 2 so they would let him stay on the project if he took his meds and got his chemotherapy but..."

Max didn't even have to continue anymore. The idea was clear.

The black-suited socks who came to tell him that his brother was dead were very tactful when telling him.

They needed him for work because the avatar was already completed and they couldn't waste the money invested. The avatar meant that his brother had accepted the deal, but had not even received a dose of medicine before his heart was pierced with lead.

When Max started to feel the silence getting a bit uncomfortable he decided to give him a moment alone. "If you need anything, I'll be outside." He turned to leave the office, but two steps later he was called.

"That won't be necessary. Let's get done with what needs to be done for today. Allow time for pity later" Eli said. He hand over the tablet, shoving it into the scientist's chest as he walk towards the door.

Max winced, both from the blow and from the man's heavy words. "O-Okay."

With nothing else to say, they headed off to continue the tour. The most important part was still missing.

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The Hunt - series

Chap 1. Who Is She? - Recom Miles Quaritch

this is really short because it’s mainly an introduction but enjoy, part 2 will be out like MAYBE within like the next twelve hours ? I’m not sure

Na’vi is going to be in blue font

pairing - recom miles quaritch x omaticaya!fem!reader

cw! mainly talks about war, violence, death, gore, blood, introduces the reader recom team to each other

mature content ahead: proceed with caution!

The forest was everything to your people and it was ripped away from you within a day. The home tree, your clan leader, your friends and family. Even years after the war, the loss still pained you and your people. The humans still terrorized your world and drove your clan into the floating mountains. You despised them. How could anyone hurt people for their own gain? ‘Was it worth it?’ You wondered for the sky people. You just wanted the war to end, but you also craved revenge, at any cost.

As if the Great Mother had heard your pleas for a chance to avenge your people you found yourself perched in a tree, observing a group of dreamwalkers scout the forest below. They were looking for something it seemed, but you didn’t care for what. You were most focused on the leader, he felt almost familiar to you, and for that you wanted him dead. As you silently climbing down to the lowest branch, you heard them talk of someone you knew. Jake Sully. You weren’t surprised, how could you be? Jake Sully, or Toruk Makto as your people called him, was a dreamwalker once, he was a fierce leader, and lead your people greatly. He left though, for the safety of your clan, for that you respected him even more than before.

Drawing your bow, you aimed for one of the subordinates. You wanted who they called Colonel, to suffer by your hand. In a split second, the soldier dropped to the ground, and the group went crazy was on guard. Grouping in a formation you knew you wouldn’t be able to break. You’d have to use your bow for now.

Before the soldiers could catch a glimpse from where your arrow came from, you hopped onto a nearby branch. Securing yourself before you drew another arrow. This time, the tip only grazed one of the demons. Cursing under your breath, you drew again, this time, injuring a solider. Still it wasn’t enough, you couldn’t go down without at least shrinking their numbers. You moved again, more exposed, but it allowed a better shot. Focusing, you aimed for another, bringing them down before he could alert the team.

Then they began to fire, bullets whizzing past your ears as you ducked for cover. Down to one last arrow, you figured you’d might as well make yourself known, wanting for them to see who killed their squad mates. You jumped out from your hiding place and fired the arrow, striking one of the demons in the midriff. Before you could move to grab your dagger, you spotted someone. Not just anyone, Spider! The surprise was enough to bring you to a semi stop. Then you were hit with something. A bullet you guessed, through your thigh. With the wound came pain, searing pain that brought you to your knees as another bullet grazed your arm. Clutching your leg you held your knife out in front of you.

What was Spider doing here? Of all places? You looked around, spotting the boy being held back by another solider. Was he in trouble? Why didn’t you see him before? You rambled in your head, until a solider grabbed you by the base your queue, forcing you to look up at the approaching leader. “Well what do we have here?” The Colonel sounded just as stupid as he looked. You bared your teeth at him as he crouched down to eye level.

“Oh come on sweetheart I know you speak.” Growling, you puffed your chest out and did your best to glare at him through the pain. “As if I would stoop so low to speak your tongue.” You spat at man’s feet and smirked as he glowered at you. “Oh now you’re just breaking my heart.” The Colonel stood, and gestured to the man holding you. Before you could make any sense of it, everything went black.

Ringing filled your ears as you woke up, everything smelt strange, and you soon came to the realization that you must’ve been captured. You groaned as your eyes adjusted to the blinding light. ‘These humans and their stupid inventions’ You thought as you brought your hand up to shade your eyes. ‘Who in the world needs light this bright’

Your head was pounding, and your temple felt bruised. Sitting up, you surveyed your surroundings, everything was pristine and white, the only furniture being the table you were sitting on. Making your best effort to stand, you walked around, noting that there was one vent too small for escape. After a while you sighed and sat back down on the table, you hoped that everyone back home was safe. Your wound had been wrapped you noticed. It was numbed you guessed since you couldn’t feel anything when you poked the wound through the gauze.

Sighing, you felt like an idiot, you should’ve just left the area and reported your finding to the new clan leader. But the deaths of those demons meant something, and for that you accepted it. Then you heard the hiss of the door. Tensing, you readied yourself for whatever came from behind it. To your surprise, it was Spider.

“Spider! Are you alright?” You almost smiled at the boy until the man from before walked in and placed a hand on his shoulder. Then it all hit you, why was he free? It didn’t make sense. “Spider? What’s going on? Why were you in the forest? Why..” You halted. ‘No it can’t be. He would never, Spider is loyal to the Na’vi’ Before you could bombard the human boy with more questions, the Colonel stepped forward, chuckling as you hissed at him. “Well speak of the devil, she lived! Now you were right Spider, she may be of use hm?”

You looked over at Spider, ears flattening as he looked up at you guiltily. “You traitor! How could you? When the leader and his children accepted you. This is how you repay him? Ratting us, his people out?” Snarling, you moved forward, only to be grabbed by the man before you.

“Whoa there, I get the anger here, but I can’t have you trying to rip my son to shreds. After all, he did get your life spared, but I won’t say it won’t cost you.”

Chap 2. Blue Magic

[2kyo7]

𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐌; 𝟎𝟑

metkayina!reader x avatar 2

"DO NOT FORCE YOURSELF ___," Ao'nung held a careful hold on either of your shoulders as both of you float a ways away from everyone else, watching the forest na'vi dive into the ocean. He looked you over with care, scared you would lash out at any moment. "I, Rotxo and Reya will teach them—you only need to watch." To watch the foreigners infiltrate your ocean home deeply unsettled you, but your tongue was held nonetheless, for if the waters could accept them—you could tolerate them. Watching from a distance as they dove inelegant from the docs, Neteyam and Lo'ak were first, their sisters following suit.

You shook your head at Ao'nungs concerns, reeling his hands away from your body to hold them in your own. "Grandma will find out one way or another, there is no use in avoiding them."

In the distance you could see everyone getting along quite nicely, though maybe in loneliness or distaste you couldn't help but notice something stirred within yourself at their smiles, seemingly enjoying their new surroundings.

Ao'nung only twisted his features in anger, he hadn't known Tawmì can be this cruel of a woman, even to her own. He brushed his temple against yours—just as he had always done, but this was different, he stalled a little longer, wether for your benefit or his. "Worry not, oeyä Ao." Your voice wavering with uncertainty.

oeyä - my

"___, AO'NUNG! Hurry over!" Rotxo called out from a distance away, him and Tsireya could be seen watching over Toruk Makto's children. As you approached your friends, you took note of how the na'vi adjusted to their new surroundings. Very sloppy, you think, their bodies swam awkwardly against the water, and they were often fast to retreat towards the surface for oxygen.

But at the very least they seemed curious, taking in all the foreign creatures and plants which adjacent them. You continued to circle them for a few moments more before joining your fellow Metkayina above. Rotxo crying in surprise when your arms wrapped securely around his neck, "what will they do first, they are ready, yes?" Tsireya asked through damp lashes, looking to you for an answer. She respected your opinion greatly, despite the immaturity you'd shown to the Sully children, you were named the Clan's best swimmer after all.

Rotxo struggled to free himself from your grip, paired with constantly being submerged in and out of water. Finding yourself so busied with Rotxo, you barely registered her words. "Oh...um, no. Toruk Makto's children are not yet ready for teaching." There was only a brief second when you halted your roughhousing, Rotxo took this opportunity to get the upper hand and flipped backwards, the action taking you by surprise.

You released him as Tsireya grasped at your hand, but before she could speak she'd been cut short.  "Why not? We're willing to learn...even if it's you." Kiri spoke in protest, the rest of her siblings lingered behind.

"Watch your tongue jungle freak." Ao'nung hissed in your defense, he stood as a barrier between yourself and the forest na'vi. "You are stupid and slow, it would be impossible to teach you anything." Lo'ak hissed back, "and watch how you speak to my sister, fish lips." Both Ao'nung and Lo'ak hostilely began to swim toward the other. Neteyam held back his brother by pushing him in the chest, and yourself held onto Ao'nungs bicep along with Tsireya smacking him alongside the head.

"Ao'nung, do not fight for my sake, I know to fight my own battles." You watched as his heavy breathing began to settle, placing a gentle hand where Tsireya had struck him. "I couldn't stand and watch as she disrespected you—she has no right."

"And I thank you, but you are the Olo'eyktans son, what would people say if they caught word of this, what would your father think?"Ao'nung only shook his head side to side. "I don't care what others have to say of me, only you." He moved deeper into your touch—looking to you as if he'd been put under an enchantment, feeling like your heart would explode you turned away from Ao'nung. "You are a skxawng, you know?

Approaching the na'vi with extreme caution, you raised your arms high in the air, as if surrendering. "I come in peace, children of Toruk Makto." Kiri held her sister tightly as you came closer, Lo'ak was still heated about the situation, arms crossed and his posture rigid. The only one to meet you halfway was the oldest, a crooked smile lingering on Neteyam's lips.

"On behalf of my ignorant siblings, I apologize." For a short moment he nodded his head to show his apology was genuine, and that he too meant no harm, "Your apology has been heard—oldest of Toruk Makto."

"But..." he trailed on, "why will you not teach us? To my understanding that is the reason for us coming here."

"You question me?" Your eyes narrowed, you didn't mean to sound annoyed as you did, nonetheless Neteyam recoiled at your tone. "The currents are stronger today then I thought—the fault would be on me if any of you got swept away." Neteyam chuckled softly at your supposed kindness, despite the hard exterior front you'd previously shown. "Ah I see, you wish to keep us safe."

Your gaze shifts away from the fish that had started to make contact with your body, composure completely fading at the thought of caring for these aliens. "M-my grandmother told me there would consequences for not..that is the only reason."

Neteyam hummed in acknowledgement, seeing as your mind had once more gone off to another place, following your eyes to his sisters playing. "The youngest, what is her age?" The sudden question surprised him, what shocked him even more was the softness your eyes held as you observe them. "Tuk? She is seven." You nod among hearing his words, "is she happy...here?"

"She is trying, just like the rest of us—why do you ask?" Neteyam couldn't help but notice a sadness to your gaze as he spoke, one that you shallow out by splashing water onto your skin, "that is good, I will teach your family to swim another day. kìyevame."

Kìyevame - goodbye

Before he could say anything more, you dispersed into the comfort of the waves, leaving Neteyam absolutely dumbfounded. Why had you been so interested in his sister? He could only wonder, and hope answers would come joining everyone else as they splashed and played in the water.

As the day came to close everyone began to depart into the amenity of their pods alongside family. You of course did the same, met by scents a mix of...well...everything, to some the smells would be overwhelming but after being around them your entire life you became accustomed, some you could even tell apart. "Kaltxì grandma, are you well?"

Tawmì greeted you with a quick and simple peck atop side of your temple, dashing within every corner of your shared home searching for needed ingredients just as she always does. "This tribe is working me to death for the sake of eywa—don't be surprised if one day I collapse from exhaustion!"

Huffing loudly you begin to release your catch for the day and start preparing dinner, "Really? I recall an old, wise na'vi telling me: we all have a role that we must be fulfill without compliant." You indirectly mocked the healer with her own words, she also released similar sounds of resent. "Don't get smart with me girl." Tawmì smiled, grasping your ear with a playful tightness, "you are not one to speak."

The two of you laughed in union before the conversation took a shift, "talking of roles, how were the Sully children? A difficult task I presume?"

You feel heat rise throughout your body at the mention of them, you'd almost forgotten amidst your happiness. "I could not teach them today, they are not yet worthy of learning." Tawmì noticed the instant drop in your mood, she knew this adjustment would not be easy for you, but certainly didn't expect this much of a protest. She could've sworn you were raise better.

Placing down her tools, Tawmì took a seat beside you on the floor, watching as you aggressively skinned the fish, nearly cutting yourself in the process. With a long sigh she snatched away both the fish and knife, prompting for you to instead watch her make dinner while she spoke. "Did I ever tell you how I flew overseas to the omatikaya clan?" Resting your head on her shoulder softly, you folded into snug ball of limbs. Something you'd always done as a child and still do now. "No." Shaking your head slightly, not so much as to disrupted its careful placement.

"Hmm, a many years ago before your birth—the exact one Jake and Neytiri come from," Tawmì starts chopping the fish into more manageable pieces, continuing her story. "I needed a special herb that would go on to save many of our people, and their clan welcomed me with wide arms despite having deep connections to the sky people."

As you observed how skillfully she dismembered what would later become dinner, you also listened intently to her words, having yet to find purpose in the story. "During my time there I met Jake, who told me of the worlds beyond pandora and his past life."

Quickly your head rose from her boney shoulder, bewilderment obscuring your every feature. "Keltsun grandma! You plltxe nìtsleng!"

Keltsun - impossible

Plltxe Nìtsleng - speak falsely or lie

Tawmì grasped the forearms of her grandchild tightly, "Hear my words clear girl, he was one of the sky people! An avatar, but he proved himself worthy, chosen by eywa herself and granted new life." Your confusion only grew, searching anywhere but Tawmì's stare for a answer. A sky person? Chosen by Eywa? How can that be? Thoughts running wild in an array of emotions and memories.

"The difference they have from us is small, you should understand what it is like for something to be taken more than any of us. Show eywa that the gift you were given will not be wasted. Treat them with kindness, they need you, ____."

[imobbsessedsstuff]

One of us

Summary: TAP’s program with the Sarentu’s was only the, softer side of it. Mercer wanted to try something more, hands on. He wiped out one of the many Na’vi clans. Capturing 7 Na’vi kids from that clan. You being one of them. Mercer had all 7 of the Na’vi kids experimented on. Even going as far as combining them with viperwolfs. 6 of the Na’vi kids turned feral from the experiments. And were put down.

While the remaining one survived. Her features not like a normal Na’vi. With sharp talons, their skin more rough and darker, like scales. Sharper teeth, that could rip through metal.

(Upcoming series)

[sunandsstars]

ONE OF THE PEOPLE

CHAPTER 2

Recom!Miles Quaritch x Metkayina!Reader

Summary: When Miles gets saved by a Metkayinan, he realises eventually they aren’t all so bad. But when his mission comes back to him, is it worth leaving it all behind? Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of wounds, Small existential crisis, Plans of manipulation, Small alien racism Word count: 2.4k A/N: Here it is! Chapter 2. Once again if there are any grammar issues just mention it in the comments it would be most appreciated. I have a few oneshot/imagine ideas i might wright up but lemme know! And requests are always welcome.

Taglist: @ssc7514 @blossom618 @teadrinkingcatmom @oscarpascal4eva

As night turned to day and Eywa’s children woke from a plentiful rest, ___ rushed towards where the skyperson was kept and wondered if he has awoken yet ‘he was healed by Tsahìk, everything should be fine, hopefully he is still alive’. 

She rounded the corner and came to a stop in the opening of the marui, seeing him laying on the floor, breaths now deep and long, an opposite to when they where fast and shallow mere hours ago. She crept inside light on her feet as to not disturb him, then kneeled by his head, observing the calmness of his expression. ‘’You are a strange one’’ she hummed, whispering in the softest of tones and took notice of his cropped hair, shaking her head and figuring it must be a human style, after all any Na’vi man she has met took pride in their long hair and it was unheard of for it to be so short. ‘do humans not pride their appearance?’

A tight hand on her wrist cut off her thoughts and jerked her blue eyes to meet with amber ‘’you are awake!’’ she smiled in satisfaction, thanking the great mother for his life to be spared from her silly accident the previous night. Quaritch growled low, eyes shooting from one direction to the next until it landed on hers ‘‘where the fuck am i?!’’ He shouted agitated and took notes of any exits just in case he had to bolt.. but where would he go without his banshee? ‘Obviously not far’ he mused ‘i could barely stand on my own ass last night’.

A blink. A twitch of her ears. And a smile stretched across her cheeks ‘’Al’mete’’ she placed her hand upon her chest ‘’my home’’. Miles caught onto the message and his ears folded back, fuck him, he’s in a savage camp in the middle of nowhere. How was he supposed to get back to base now.

Seeing his displeasure ___ pointed out to his leaf wrapped torso ‘’my mother, Tsahìk Nätsa has healed you, you are welcome’’. The man glanced at where his gash was supposed to be and his eyes widened, now just realising he felt no pain at all and blood wasn’t gushing out. ‘What kind of bougie drugs do they have down here. This is some voodoo shit’. 

Suddenly giggling was heard from outside the hut, both adults head turned towards the sound, one in alarm and the other in question and they caught sight of two small green figures peaking from the side of the entrance. ‘’what are you two doing? Zaza? Tsyem? Mother said you are forbidden from seeing this man’’

‘’But we have never seen a skyperson sister! We had to see, mother will not allow it but you will, yes?’’ Zaza cheekily smiled, for 12 years old one would figure her brother would start becoming a man by now.

Obviously that is not the case.

___ sighed and made a motion to shoo them away, not risking to face the wrath of Nätsa…again. Besides, Tsyem is too young to be near him, if she got attacked for merely showing kindness then who knows what will happen. ‘’go, and call father. We must have a clan meeting at once’’ the two boys scurried away in a hurry, searching for their father to relay the news. 

Quaritch stared as they left, being reminded of his son Spider, part of him wished he was a better father when he was human, if he never ignored Paz as much as he did and was there for his kins childhood, would things have turned out differently? He shook his head and reminded himself Miles Socorro was not his son, they may share the same DNA but Quaritch was a new man now. Different body and mind. He may share the same memories as his former self but he was not human anymore.

‘Do i even belong with human kind?’

He glanced up to the woman and let go of her wrist to sit up further, wincing as he felt the drowsiness and fatigue of losing so much blood. ___ held his back, concerned ‘’be careful, you are weak and have to gather strength’’ her hand got slapped away by a tail.

‘’Don’t touch me‘’ Quaritch hissed, not wanting to be in this place any longer than he had too, but in order to get back to Bridgehead he had to heal up. Alright, maybe he’ll go along with this until he’s ready to move. Infiltrate from the inside. Gain their trust. Then strike when they least expect it.  Yea. Sounds like a plan.

A horn sounded from the outside, the sound travelling around the village and alerting the Metkayina residents. ___stood up quickly and tried to get the man to do the same ‘’come, we must see the Olo’eyktan’’ she slowly walked towards the entrance to the murui and looked back hurriedly ‘’we must not keep him waiting’’

Miles felt alarmed, the Olo’eyktan? Shit he might as well succumb to his injuries now. He was not looking forward to seeing the leader of the clan especially when he is alone, vulnerable and in no position to fight. He stood up though when the woman walked back and tugged his arm, practically dragging him out to where the villagers are situated. 

There was so many of them, men woman and children alike. Some where on those alligator-things like the lady had and some where on those skinny-necked creatures he killed at the other islands he was at.. what where they called.. imu? Iku? Ah well.

As they got to the centre Miles was keenly aware of how exposed his body was, he wasn’t dressed in his gear, but wearing a typical Na’vi loincloth ‘If you could even call these useless piece of strings clothes, they hardly cover my dick’. They then stopped in front of a Metkayina male, as tall as Quaritch stood up to and wore much more flashy garments and was tattooed up the arms, face and stomach. His expression was serious and his grip on his staff tight. Next to him stood a smaller woman, with a shell covering her forehead and a scowl painted on her green face. ‘well they’re happy to see me’. He figured these where the Olo’eyktan and Tsahìk, who else would wear this much jewellery?

___ made the motion with her hands from her forehead, greeting her father and mother in respect ‘’I see you both’’ then nudged the man to do the same, which he did clumsily and with the most horrible pronunciation she has ever heard ‘like a child’ she mused. A few people around her chuckled and his ears downturned ever so slightly in embarrassment, not used to being laughed at.

‘’why are you here demon’’ a voice boomed across the hut where they were situated. Quaritch did not understand a word ‘I should have paid attention to those stupid lessons more’ he grunted, he did enjoy learning from Spider, but with the situation they were in it was hard to focus and take it in properly. ‘’father, if I may, I will speak for him’’ ___ softly spoke, glancing at the man then to her father who nodded. No point talking to someone who cannot understand. 

‘’I was hunting last night when I saw him flying on an ikran, I caught him and saw him wounded. I had to bring him back home, skyperson or not father he needed help, Eywa has spoken’’ the Tsahik hissed at both of them, not liking how her daughter mentioned her great mother, how could she put demon and deity in the same sentence? ‘’why must you care for someone who has killed hundreds of Na’vi, a man in a false body, he has no place with our people’’ she spoke out, despite the fact she healed him just hours ago, she did that for ___, not from the kindness of her heart.

‘’Nätsa, please. Our daughter is Tsakarem, under your guidance she interprets the will of the great mother, she sees and she acts on what needs to be done’’ the Olo’eyktan spoke out, listening well to his first born. ___ nodded in thanks while Nätsa only stood back and raised her chin. 

‘’What is his name’’. The young girl blinked and realised she does not know, after last nights incident she never bothered to ask for one. She didn’t do it on purpose it must’ve left her mind. She turned to the man next to him, ‘’who are you?’’.

Quaritch blinked.

___ sighed and pointed to herself ‘’___ te Nguve Nätsa’ite’’ then she pointed to him. Miles got the hint and cleared his throat ‘’Miles Quaritch’’. Short, straight and to the point. 

‘’Miles Quaritch…’’ the Olo’eyktan tested the foreign name on his tongue slowly and looked to his mate with an eyebrow raised. The Tsahìk in question looked at her husband and softened her face, her daughter was guided by Eywa, there was a reason he is here, she figured if the great mother brought him here then he must live here. She slowly blinked at Zawsak, both silently coming to an agreement together. ‘’He will stay. Daughter, teach him the ways of the water, he is your responsibility, make sure he heals well’’

___ smiled and thanked her parents, while many of the clan disagreed heavily of such a dangerous man in their home, they could not go against their leaders orders, after all how could they disagree with the great mothers will. The woman turned her head to Miles and grabbed his arm, leading him to her marui.

‘’so…I’m just ‘sposed to sleep here with you? Well shit darlin’ take me out to dinner first’’ the recom smirked and stared at the singular hammock occupying the space. ‘Maybe Sully was right to go after Na’vi woman, they are as feisty as they are gorgeous…’

‘’you will sleep over there, we are to have separate hammocks. I would like for you to live somewhere else but you are my responsibility and therefore under my watch’’ ___ glared, taking notice of the smirk gracing his features and pointing to the opposite side of the room where she is yet to place the other hammock. ‘’It is traditional to sleep with a mate and a family, you are neither’’ she walked over to where he would be sleeping and lifted the scrunched bed from the floor to hang across the poles in her marui. 

‘’’you know I cant understand you, right sweetheart?’’

___ turned when she was finished and understood his confusion, Na’vi expression is easy to read. She pointed to herself then her hammock, ‘’me, sleep there’’ then pointed to him and his hammock ‘’you, sleep there’’. 

‘’slepp’’

‘’sleep’’

‘’sleep’’

___ grinned and nodded clapping at the achievement ‘hopefully the language will be easy to teach’. Miles tail swung, liking the learning. It took him back to the days where he was a cadet, learning drills and new skills for the first time. The thrill and experience was something he’d never forget.

He wondered when he’d be able to learn how to tame one of those reptile-things like ___, in the battle with Jake Sully he saw many adult Metkayina fly them and figured it would be easy to tame, they where called skimwing if he could remember from the scientists, which encouraged him to ask ‘’hey, uh, when would I be able to fly the creature you had? Uhh when..tsruk..bond?’’

The woman tilted her head, only catching the three words, one of which was questionable. ‘Did he mean tsurak? Why would he want to bond with one of those? And so soon’.

‘’you are not ready. Only warriors can tame them. Tsurak are temperamental’’ she emphasised the animals name, hoping he’d catch on they are not called tsruk. Quaritch, only understanding bits and pieces stood in silence to try and form a sentence in return, he hated not being able to communicate properly ‘I feel weak’.

‘’Tsyem! Come lets see sister. I want to see the skyman’’

‘’But mother said we should not…’’ two little boys stumbled through the entry way and panted, seeming to have run all the way to their elder sibling’s murui. 

‘’what are you two doing here? Zaza you know not to push Tsyem around, hes only six’’ ___ picked her younger brother up onto her hip and stared down Zaza, he would make a great hunter one day, if only he would listen well enough to his elders. Quaritch blinked at the boys, recognising them from this morning. 

‘’we wanted to see ‘Mials Quoritx’ we will be safe with you so don’t worry sister!’’ Zaza turned to the blue Na’vi and examined him, taking note of his skinny tail and running up to it giggling and squatting to get a better angle, it was unlike their ones, which where thicker and more sloped to swim better. His also moved funny, it curled and swished more than theirs could and caused Zaza to laugh more.

‘’Hey!’’ The man turned as his tail was tugged and glared at the kid. He had no problem hurting children, he has done such to Jakes’ after all. The boy, Zaza, as he remembered ___ saying ran back to his front to introduce himself. 

‘’I am Zaza te Nguve Zawsak’itan and that is my little brother Tsyem te Nguve Zawsak’itan’’ he pointed to himself then to Tsyem. Then pointed to Miles ‘’you are Mials Quoritx’’.

The man blinked, at least he understood all that. ‘Crazy long ass names they have..’ he thought. But he couldn’t help but be agitated at how his was said ‘’it’s ‘Miles Quaritch’ kid. Miles’’ he emphasised until the boy got it right. It shouldn’t be hard after all.

___ put a hand to Tsyem’s head and spoke in a warning tone, noticing Mile’s angry swishing tail ‘’Zaza do not agitate the skyperson’’ Zaza glowered and walked over to his sister to hold her leg, he may be Na’vi but he is much smaller than her and has much to grow for the future. ‘’come Miles I will teach you the way of water’’.

And with that she beckoned him out of the murui and towards the shoreline ‘hopefully I haven’t made a mistake’ they both thought.

[justarainydayy]

crossposted from wattpad @/justarainyday__

dad!jake + na’vi!y/n

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y/n pov

neteyam, lo'ak, and i are flying around in the air above blazing fires and avoiding crashing helicopters as they're shot out of the sky. we watched as the large group of warriors yipped as they scavenged through different crates of weapons that they had pulled from the blown-up train.

"bro, we have got to get down there." lo'ak comments as he watches the action: "no way, dad will skin us." neteyam warns lo'ak of the future punishment we will get if we do go down there.

"come on, don't be a wuss." lo'ak teases neteyam, "lo'ak." i give the boy a firm warning, but lo'ak ignores both neteyam's and my protests about joining in on the raid as he flies off, separating from us: "lo'ak, get back here, you-agh!" neteyam calls for lo'ak before quickly following after him. i roll my eyes at my brother before flying after both of them.

once we all reach the ground and hop off our ikrans, lo'ak has his bow in hand, ready to fight if needed, as he runs off towards the action. "bro, let's go! come on!" he calls out behind him to neteyam, who is running off after our idiotic brother "lo'ak." neteyam calls for lo'ak, hoping he would stop and listen, but he doesn't "lo'ak." neteyam calls out for him again.

i let out a sigh and ran after my brothers, knowing i would be the one keeping them out of trouble once i caught up with them. lo'ak was yipping with a gun in his hand, presumably from the man behind him who was handing them out.

"lo'ak," i call for him as i stand by neteyam, who can only look at lo'ak in disbelief, shaking his head. lo'ak walks over towards us. "you don't even know how to use it," neteyam comments, referring to the massive gun in lo'ak's hands. lo'ak loads and cocks the gun. "dad taught me," he says smugly, proving neteyam wrong.

lo'ak lifts the gun and positions it comfortably in his hands, aiming it around. i grab lo'ak's elbow, giving it a squeeze, and say, "put it down. you could hurt somebody." i demand, giving the boy a harsh look.

there is a loud and raspy yip let out by someone standing atop a broken-down carriage from the train, signalling that there is a human gunship inbound. everyone around us starts to act quickly, frantically getting ready to take off and get away from the incoming threat.

the gunship lets off two missiles further down the train tracks, and neteyam, lo'ak, and i start running back towards our ikran, desperately trying to get back to safety.

"come on," lo'ak calls back at neteyam and me as we run just behind him, as we desperately clamber up metal debris that was in our way. my mind seems to go numb as i hear the loud whistle of another missile, this time a lot closer.

"go! go!" i push neteyam, who is in front of me, further ahead as both of us climb the metal container as lo'ak is running below us, avoiding having to climb over the train carriage.

there is a sudden rush of heat behind me that rapidly surges up my back and propels me into the air. it felt like slow motion as i was suddenly flying over the train carriage i was once standing on, yet at the same time it all felt too fast as i rapidly approached the dry ground. i landed harshly and rolled a few times before stopping on my side, my back facing where the missile had just gone off.

although i hadn't blacked out, everything still seemed a blur. my eyes couldn't focus, and my ears were ringing loudly. i felt vibrations in the ground, and i flinched just a bit, not knowing if it was another missile.

my back felt hot and tingly, my adrenaline keeping me from feeling the true pain of the severe burns that now grace my back. my throat stung with every breath i took, the smoke seemingly scratching my insides. small cuts lined my arms and legs, dripping only small bits of blood, and bruises that darkened my skin and throbbed with every small twitch i made.

my entire body felt stiff. i felt like i had just woken up from a year-long nap and needed to desperately stretch, but i couldn't move, and i could barely focus on the shouting i could hear from behind me.

"what're you doing here, boy? what were you thinking?" i can now clearly hear that the shout is from my dad; he is somewhere behind me reprimanding one of my brothers, probably neetam; he always took the blame.

it's not long before a large shadow blocks the small light that passes through the billowing smoke above me. a gentle and shaky hand resting on my shoulder, slowly pushing me to lie on my back.

i wince, my face scrunching, as the dirt mixes into my open wound. my dad's gentle hands move around my upper back, careful not to disturb my burns, and pull me into a loose hug before leaning me back a bit and moving his hand from my shoulder to my face.

"have you lost your mind!?" he tries to sound mad, but his voice comes out soft, almost cracking halfway through the sentence. his thumb is running across my chest as tears run down my face, collecting the dirt that covered it and leaving obvious streaks.

i'm not sure why i'm crying—whether it's because of the pain or the disappointment i know i have caused in my father or the overwhelming fact that i almost died.

dad lifts me onto my feet, pulling my arm over his shoulder, and raps his own around my waist to help me walk over to our ikrans that stand nearby. he helps lift me up onto my sky banshee, making sure i am secure before leaving to get on his own. we fly off back up to the safety of the hallelujah mountains, with neteyam and lo'ak following closely behind.

we fly our ikrans up and into the opening of the hollowed-out mountain, where our clan has settled, landing on the edge of the rocky hole.

i carefully slide off my ikran, trying not to disturb any of my aching wounds. "fall in!" my dad calls, turning from a worried father to a disappointed commander.

i slowly shuffle my way towards my father, standing in front of him, with neteyam by my side and lo'ak slightly behind us, standing by his ikran.  we all prepare ourselves for the scolding we are about to receive.

"you're supposed to be spotters." jake says, mainly towards neteyam and me as we stand right in front of him, "you spot bogeys and call them in." he reexplains what we were supposed to do, "from a distance!" he exaggerates getting slightly close to neteyam and me.

"does any of this sound familiar?" he asked, referring to the task we had gone over thousands of times. "get here!" he yells towards lo'ak, who is still standing beside his ikran instead of beside neteyam.

kiri, who i had seen walking over towards us, is now beside us, grabbing neteyam's arm to turn him slightly to see his burns. she walks behind us and stops moving my hair over my shoulder and out of the way for her to also inspect my burns.

"jesus, i let you three geniuses fly a mission, and you disobey direct orders." dad continues to berate us before tuning to kiri. "kiri, can you go help your grandmother with the wounded?" his voice is instantly calmer towards her. "my siblings are wounded." kiri argues with her dad.

out of the corner of my eye, i see our mother move around us, now standing behind us and also looking over our fresh wounds. tuk, who was standing with mom, moves next to lo'ak, grabbing his arm and looking over him in the same way kiri had done with neteyam.

dad lets out a sign: "just go, please. tuk go with her. go." he insists on both of them leaving so he can finish his scolding. kiri rolls her eyes before walking off, with tuk joining her.

neteyam straightens his back out and broadens his shoulder. "sir, i take full responsibility," he says, while i let out a sign at his apparent eagerness to take the blame.

"yeah, you do; that's right, cause you two are the older siblings. you gotta act like it." our father told us, fully accepting that it was our fault that lo'ak had joined in on the raid, "ma jake, your children are actually bleeding." mum speaks up from behind us, "it's fine," neteyam denies while i give him a look with my eyebrows raised.

dad lets a sigh out through his nose before dismissing us, "go on, get patched up. dismissed." mum squeezes in between neteyam and me, linking our arms with hers, and walks up towards our family tent.

neteyam and i sit silently in our family tent, waiting for our grandmother to be done helping the villages' wounded before doing the same with us.

lo'ak had come and joined us, complaining about how he was grounded from flying. not long after he joined us, kiri and tuk did too. kiri kneeled behind neteyam and gently wiped his wounds clean of any dirt.

once she had finished, our grandmother appeared in the doorway with her hands full of jars of cream. she moved to be seated behind neteyam and started to apply a thin layer of the ointment from the jars over each of his burns.

i sit off to the side by the edge of the tent with a horrified look as i watch neteyam wince and squirm as grandmother applies the lotion. kiri washing the dirt off my burn was enough to make my eyes water, and i am now convinced that i will be crying by the end of the night.

kiri walks around the tent mentioning how she would use a different cream that would sting less. from my hunched position on the floor, i give kiri pleading eyes, begging her to come over here and help me instead of our grandmother.

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[babyjackdaniels]

[theflowerofpandora]

Also sorry I haven’t posted any fics in ages, I have some wips atm but it’s deadline season for me at uni so please bear with me guys🥹🫶

[ciaoteamo]

Redemption

pairings: na’vi quaritch x na’vi reader

summary: Your trauma from the past rises and quaritch happens to be around to take the heat.

(A/N): imagine tearing up at your own writing.

warnings: angst

Tonight, you had planned to visit the tree of voices, you harbored an uneasy feeling in your chest and decided to calm yourself with the young spirits.

It always did it’s job right, bringing a smile to your face as you close your eyes. You’d been tense lately and you no idea why.

Your ears picked up the sound of a broken branch, you slowly reach for your knife and break your bond. A footstep was heard close to you and you whipped around, knife hovering over the neck of who was behind you.

“nice to see you too, sweet cheeks” Miles smirks with his hands up.

“that name makes me want to vomit” You glare and put your knife away.

“i know” He chuckles. “what’re you up to?” He asks.

“…trying to relax” You sit back down. He sits next to you, hands intertwining yours.

“what’s wrong?” He asks seriously.

“it’s nothing, it’s stupid” You wave him off.

“it’s neither of those if it has you out here alone trying to ‘relax’” He replies. “are you feeling sick?”

“…in a way.. it feels like i’m underwater and the surface is just out of reach” You look at him.

“hmm… what do you think keeping you from reaching it?” He asks.

“the past” You reach out and play with a few strands on the tree. “my people have gone through great suffering” You frown thinking of everyone you’ve lost, your father, your nephew, and almost yourself.

“why?” Your eyes water as the feeling of sadness creeps onto you. Your people did nothing to deserve what happened… these people invaded your planet and almost destroyed everything.

“what do you mean?” You could see his concern increase.

“why did your kind do it” Your voice broke. “Neytiri and i will never get our father back… i can never see my nephew again, home tree was completely destroyed” You almost shout.

You stand up and he quickly does the same. “(Y/N), i’m sorry..”

“don’t. and do not follow me” You say with a biting tone. He flinched, but as you walked away, disobeyed your command.

He didn’t say a word, you purposefully took difficult routes to try and shake him off. What was so special about him anyway, your mother knew about what happened, how did this man end up being saved?

You abruptly stop and take a deep inhale before turning. “you know how far we are from the others? my mother cannot prevent your death here” You say, completely serious.

He swallows and puts a little more distance between you. “valid observation, but i won’t…just leave you alone” He was panting from the run.

“why? you are just like them! never listening” You squint.

“(Y/N), believe me… i am beyond sorry about what happened, even if is wasn’t me that did it, i still feel the burden of guilt every day” He states.

“too bad that your ‘sorry’ cannot bring them back” You start to get angry again. He just stares at you for a moment, and just a blank one. One that made you feel small, like you were being studied or observed.

He squeezed his eyes shut with a sigh and walks toward you, you hiss but before you could grab your weapon, his strong arms locked in your shoulders.

“move… MOVE!” You knee and scratch whatever you could. “GET AWAY FROM ME AND MY HOME” You scream out, he only held on tighter. “YOU’RE DEMONS” Your voice cracks once again. Your fight dies down and your body collapses as you sob. “you’re all demons..” You cry. He brings you into another hug, this time with comfort.

You cry into his chest and he gently rubs your head. It felt like you were reopening a wound, and he was doing what he could to get you through the pain.

After a while, you were only letting out a single sniffle. “look, i know it’s not easy to have another version of… him… walking around alive and well. but until you tell me otherwise, i will do everything in my power to pay for what he did” He looks down at you.

“… none of it was you back then.. and you weren’t around for my nephew, it wasn’t you that time either” You sniff and stand up.

“what are you-“

“you were lost before, trying to do well for the person in your memory” You give him a defeated smile, almost crying again. “but even though i say and know that , i still cannot bring myself to forgive you” You shake your head.

“what can i do?” His face showed you nothing but sympathy.

“you could let me go alone, i know my way around” You give him a reassuring grin. He still looked uneasy. “and don’t worry, i was like this toward Jake as well” You say before sprinting off into the lit up night.

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The young na’vi hissed when Jake stepped forward. He raised his hands and backed off. “Okay, okay” he said softly. His ears stayed forward, tail flicking back and forth as he crouched. In hopes to make himself less like a threat. Taking a deep breath in, he prepared himself for his next words but was cut off by a loud growling hiss. A Palulukan bounded out of the foliage. Jake immediately leapt forward, in hopes to intercept the animal but it beat him to it. Expecting there to be screaming and bloodshed all he got was a pissed off Thanator with its haunches raised and teeth bared. A hiss rumbles out of the Thanator so Jake challenged it with his own hiss, dagger drawn. But as he watched closer, he watches how it covers the child instead of attacking. The child barely visible but cowering behind it.

It dawns on Jake that this Thanator was protecting the child as if she were it’s own. Seeing this, he took a chance. Slowly lowering the dagger to the ground, putting his head down and ears pulling back. Hoping the Palulukan will see the act of submission. He watches in awe as the child brings herself on top of it, body as flat as it can go and they both bound off deep into the Pandorian jungle. His entire body let’s go of the tension in his body. He slumps down and Jake let’s out a breath of disbelief at what had just happened.

Legit had this written in my sketchbook and just went *copy paste* the writing is shit but it’s my first so enjoy!

Part 2(?)