#rae’s tiny thoughts 💭 // drabbles

[plooto]

lo’ak is such a pussy eater . you think he’s doing this for your pleasure ? that’s cute .

doesn’t matter what time of day , if you’re not in a place where he can rip your tweng off , belive he is already trying to pull at the strings

-> “ c’mon baby , jus five minutes , they won’t even notice we’re gone.. ”

and they do . because it’s never just five minutes with lo’ak.

don’t never let him get you alone for a night - not ever - because he’s between your legs all night .

-> you’re pushing your hand against his head trying your best with your jelly-feeling arms .

-> “ t- too much lo’ ! ” he’s holding your hand in his to get to his favorite hobby .

-> “ one more baby, one more.. ”

he’s not asking you . he’s not telling you . he is begging you for one more . and another..

he doesn’t rest til his body actually puts him to sleep. only then will he let you start to think about forming coherent sentences .

eywa- and don’t tell him you’ll do anything .

-> “ s’that right ? anything yawne ? ” he’s smirking . he’s smirking because you’ve already sealed the deal .

you’re already pinned on his face , the thought of suffocating him pushed out of your mind when he feels so- so good.

so good you don’t even know what you had asked him for..

like father like son , right ?

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“ n- no neteyam it wasn’t like that, he was just asking about- ” you struggled to pull your wrist from his grip, but he had you and he wasn’t letting you go.

“ about what, tiyawn, hm? ” he huffed, pushing you into your shared space. you fumbled with your words, trying to recall what the male was even talking about. you couldn’t focus on anything, not with neteyam huffing in front of you, shoulders tense and eyes narrowed. he was hot upset..

“ tiyawn. ” you lifted your eyes back to his, large and clueless, “ i don’t like repeating myself, ” you pursed your lips in a thin line, thighs squeezing together as his hard stare never wavered.

“ um- he was- asking about the- the pa’li.. ” you answered, your hands disappearing behind your back as your nerves threatened to tear your eyes away from your mate.

“ strip. ” he said, your breathing hitched for a moment, not expecting him to be so to the point,

“ wh- ”

“ i did not stutter. strip. now. ” the tone he used had your knees shaking, a wave of excitement passing through you as you pulled at the strings of your loincloth. once you pulled your top off, neteyam was on you, large four fingered hand donning you a new choker.

“ so pretty.. ” he mumbled to himself before pushing you down to your knees, tweng already tossed to the side. your lips parted, tongue lolling out as you leaned forward, his hand came to the side of your face, gathering your attention.

“ tap if you need to. ” he barely got out before pushing his length past your lips and into your throat. you moaned out around his length, brain disregarding any and everything other than the thrusts of neteyam’s hips.

“ fuck, your mouth is better like this. not talking to other men. ” he mumbles, one hand caressing the side of your face as he fucks into you, the other hand resting on his hip.

you swallow around his tip, earning a deep groan from him. you looked up to your mate, mouth full of his dick and tears stinging your cheeks, he looked down, closing his eyes instantly,

“ no- don’t look at me like that- ” his hips stuttered, ears pinning against his head as his head leaned backwards. the sight was too much—too arousing. neteyam’s tummy tensed as he the image flashed in his head again, you weren’t helping either—not while you were moaning and closing your throat around his cock the way you were.

neteyam took in a deep breath, trying to calm his mind, but as his tummy filled with air, the pool of arousal began to seep out.

“ yn, i- ” you nodded, pushing your head further down his cock to have your nose brushing against his pelvic bone. he groaned as his hips seized, booty clenching as he came down your throat. without a second thought, you swallowed it down, smiling up at him as he slipped out of your mouth. shakingly, he squats down to brush the hair out of your face as you catch your breath.

“ are you okay? i wasn’t too rough? ” you shook your head, eyes still holding the blown lust that had him crumbling just moments ago.

“ yeah te-te. ‘m okay. ” you wiped your lips with the back of your hand, leaning froward to silently ask your mate for a kiss.

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pussy drunk!jake who doesn’t pause when he’s sheathed deep inside you for you. he pauses so he doesn’t cum right then.

when he does start to grind his hips into you again, he’s biting down on your shoulder. you think he just making you, he’s not he’s muffling the whines that’s threatening to leave his throat.

when he starts to rub tight circles on your swollen bundle of nerves, it’s not only for you. he knows he’s teetering along the edge of release - you know. he’s rubbing faster now so that he does not break his rule of making you cross that line before he does.

when he remains inside you, cock still twitching, you think it’s you that’s shaking from the blissful events. it’s him. he’s pressing kisses to your neck and face to distract you.

but you know. you know that you have toruk makto wrapped around your pretty little finger.

[plooto]

neteyam doesn’t care.

neteyam doesn’t care how much you whine - not when you make the prettiest sounds and look even better. legs pinned back to your ears as his hips meet yours at an unforgiving pace.

neteyam doesn’t care when you push a dainty hand to his toned stomach - not when the bulge in your tummy taunts him with each rough snap of his hips.

neteyam doesn’t care when you mumble you can’t take anymore - you can and you will. he doesn’t care when you look so good when you come undone. his sevin. his.

but neteyam does care.

he does care because he’s massaging the backs of your thighs and pressing kisses to the tanhí specs littering your calf.

he does care because he’s making sure that you were okay..that he didn’t push you too far, that he didn’t hurt you.

he does care because the smile you give him when you don’t want to answer anymore of his questions fills him with incandescent happiness.

he does care because he slides over you and hugs you to his chest. whispering sweet nothings against the back of your skull as your eyes flutter close.

he does care because he doesn’t even think about sleep until he hears your breathing pattern change.

he does care because he pressed a kiss to the base of your kuru before allowing sleep to wash over him.

get you a man that can do both *cue the eye roll*

published . november 1 , 2023

[plooto]

stoner!suna with his sweet lalala gf who promised to never smoke was now shotgunning his blunts with him without a second thought.

the moment she hears the rolling tray being placed at his gaming desk, she’s already in his lap. seated so pretty n waiting to see her bf so high out of his mind - cause that’s when he’s the prettiest

waiting patiently because he always taps her thigh with his two soft pats when he’s ready to blow it out.

she sits up just a little bit straighter as she waits for him to cup her chin and rest his thumb on her bottom lip.

she giggles after she blows out the secondhand smoke, squishing a high rin’s cheeks between her dainty fingers as she presses a deep kiss to his lips.

he’s tempted to put the blunt down and bend her over his keyboard , but..he’ll wait until she’s begging to.

insp by @tojipie ‘s post

[plooto]

guitarist!suna who met you in the middle of the night at a skatepark.

guitarist!suna who was stoned out of his mind but committed you to his memory.

guitarist!suna who invited you to his underground concert just for the chance to see you again.

guitarist!suna who takes you backstage to finally get your number.

guitarist!suna who changes your text and ringtone so he knows it’s you calling so he can hurry to the phone.

guitarist!suna who gives you his favorite guitar pick as a necklace and tells you

“ you’re my muse. ”

[plooto]

neteyam doesn’t think of anything when he’s with you. his thoughts occupied by you and you only. how your tail flicks when he’s given you a new necklace he’s made with you in mind. how you light up when his little sister tuk tackles you in a hug. how you look so pretty when your tahni shine at night. how right you feel in his arms.

“ we’d be a cute couple, yeah? ” neteyam chokes on the fruit he was eating, neck snapping to look at you, heart racing and braids slapping his face unceremoniously - never in this life did he think you would think such a thing..

“ w- what? ” you shrugged, taking another bite of your fruit, wiping your lips with the back of your hand.

“ i mean like, we are always together and i am sure everyone thinks we are together.. ” neteyam places a hand on the ground behind you, eyes watching your facial expressions as he replied.

“ what are you saying, sevin? ” your body went rigid, hearing his voice so close and so low. you turned to him. doe eyes wide and confused, your tail behind you not hiding your feelings about being this close to neteyam. he smirks from your silence, eyes glancing down to your lips. “ well? ”

you swallowed the lump in your throat, “ i didn’t mean anything by it, it- i- it was just something that popped in my head.. ” you blurt, turning back to your fruit. neteyam let out an over exasperated sigh, laying down on his back with his hands under his head,

“ that is a shame. i thought we would make a cute couple too.. ” you turned around, only to be met with a cocky smile resting on neteyam’s lips. you jabbed his side with your knuckle,

“ you skxawng, you shouldn’t say things you do not mean! ” neteyam gives a weird look, one you couldn’t read, but before you could question it, he sat up, hand making its way to the back of your neck before pulling you in for a heart stopping kiss. he pulls away, cheeky smile on his face as he watches your flushes face.

“ i never say things i don’t mean, tiyawn. ” he says, standing up and walking away. you blink a few more times, lips stretching as you smile, rising to your feet to chase after neteyam.

“ neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan! you skxawng! ”

published . october 22 , 2023

[plooto]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ cockwarming jake sully as he works .

he had you in his arms, hips planted against his own, cock sitting deep inside you as he drew languid circles into your bare hip. you occupied your mind by playing with his long dreads behind him, and the necklace adorning his neck.

behind you, he typed with one hand, the other switching between drawing larger shapes on your hip and rubbing your thigh. he done this to keep himself occupied—if he didn’t split his attention, he wouldn’t be able to hold out as long as he has.

you pulled yourself upwards, a hiss leaving jake’s lips as you slid lower on his length.

“ what is it, pretty girl? ” he asked, not pulling his attention away from the screen. you pouted, taking his face in your hands, turning him to face you. his eyes scanned you face, looking for a sign to let him know your desires.

“ all right. you have my attention, ” he said, removing his hand from the keyboard to rest on your hips. you didn’t speak, ‘fraid your voice would betray you so you opted to roll your hips. just as pleasure made its way through you, jake’s hands stopped you, holding you firm against his hips, bitting back a hoarse groan. his fingers tapped your hip,

“ use your words pretty girl..tell me what you want. ” a soft whine left your lips.

“ i can’t wait longer..please fuck me.. ” he hummed, hooking a finger under your chin to lift your eyes to his.

“ please who? ” your ears flattened against your head, tail swishing excitedly

“ please daddy.. ” a smile graced his beautiful face,

“ atta girl. ”

to hear him whisper ‘atta girl’ in my ears ???? id give everything

published . september 24 , 2023

[plooto]

it broke your heart to watch the sully family leave. there was nothing you could do to help. help their family, help your best friends, help your mate.

neteyam’s breathing was fast, uneven. he wanted to tell you everything..and yet nothing at all. he cupped your face. your union was recent, only mates for the last few moons..

“ i will come back, if it is the last thing i do, tiyawn. ” your heart pounded in your ears, tear stained cheeks speaking more volume than yours words could ever have. you didn’t want him to leave..you could bear him to. his hands cupped your face, eyes never leaving yours as he clung to this moment—the moment that very well might be the last time he sees you. he rests his forehead against yours, sucking in a breath, encouraging himself to speak he has to get off his chest—no, needs. words that were no longer able to be said tomorrow. words he so desperately needed to change the outcome of his future—your future together..

“ neteyam. ” your ears rang as you watched neteyam’s lips move, you couldn’t hear anything. not over the sound of your heart sharing into millions—no, billions—of tiny little shards. neteyam pressed a longing kiss to your lips, wishing to freeze this moment forever. to stay in here with you, to stay with you, to grow old with you. his hands lingered, his father calling him again. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, hands gliding down your arms before he turned. begrudgingly stepping to his ikran, he glanced at you one last time before flying off, following his family.

“ you skxawng. i’m shot.. ”

even with growing anxiety for neteyam’s well being, the sully family pressed on. however, quaritch was the last of their problems.

meanwhile, your heart burned, body shaking with pain as you fell over. eyes barely open, you muttered,

“ neteyam.. ”

his mother cried as his eyes fluttered open. everyone—jake, tuk, even ronal, let out a sigh of relief. lo’ak’s eyes blurred, unable to hold back his emotions anymore, he hid his face in his hands as sobs shook his form. the injury he caused.

kiri’s arms wrapped around him, “ eywa has grated us another chance with him, brother. ” lo’ak nodded slowly, the image of his hands stained with his brothers blood slowly flowing into his mind. voices, shouts filled his head, overthinking at its worst.

“ lil bro, i am fine. ” neteyam mumbled, slowly listing his arm to place it on lo’ak’s shoulder. the younger brothers eyes darted to neteyam’s, clouded with tears of doubt. neteyam’s chest throbbed, not just from healing pains, but feeling his brothers pain. neteyam pulled lo’ak in for a hug, gently, not to put a halt to healing the holes in his body.

“ i- i’m sorry, neteyam..it- it’s all my f- fault. ” neteyam choked on a laugh, wincing in pain. moving a hand to the back of his brothers head, he spoke again, sighing.

“ why must you always make things so hard..? ” he asked, tugging on his younger brother’s kuru with three of his four fingers. lo’ak hissed in return. the family laughed, relieved that their relationship has not changed a bit.

“ y’n will be happy to see you again, son ” jake rested a hand on neteyam’s left shoulder, long fingers resting at the base of his shoulder blade, giving it a reassuring squeeze. neteyam’s eyes flickered to his father, grown out braids swaying to the side as the tilted his head in confusion.

“ y’n, w- who’s y’n? ” neteyam stuttered, eyes blinking rapidly. the sullys fell silent, ronal even excusing herself to avoid the tension. the family’s silence lasted longer, growing louder as no one spoke up, too surprised from the words he just spoke. neteyam’s eyes scanned the room, waiting for someone to explain just what was happening.

“ guys..seriously, who is this y’n person? ” neytiri drew a sharp breath in, the reality of the situation finally sinking in as she glanced up at her mate.

kiri broke the silence, voice sure but wavering as she explained, “ brother..y’n is your mate back home.. ”

ext . 2

published . october 22 , 2023

[plooto]

⋆˙✧⋆｡ size difference ft . jake sully — kinktober day 9

warnings . established relationship , size difference , pussy drunk ! jake , omatikaya ! reader

jake’s mind could never wrap around how good you feel. how tight your velvety walls wrapped around his all too hard cock, how you sucked him in deeper. his hand in their rightful pace on your hips as his head was thrown back, pupils dilated from the pleasure your walls gave him.

your hand on his arm gathered his attention, pulling his eyes back down to your form. he’d only just pushed into you, yet you were already consumed by pleasure. eyes filled with lust as your eyes focused on him.

“ move..please ” you pleaded, a grin spreads across his lips,

“ could never deny you my pretty girl. ” he pressed a short sweet kiss to your lips, his eyes then drop down to where you were connected as he pulls out of you, leaving just the tip in. pushing back into you his hand leaves your hip, settling down on the mat next to you. he groaned pushing back into you. you felt so full—too full. you felt him in your throat, all around you as he thrusts into you again, unsteady hips crashing with yours. jake’s eyes trailed down your body, watching the way your breasts bounced from the power of his thrust. his eyes trailed lower, intending on watching his cock disappear inside you but they’re drawn to something else—the small bulge in your stomach when he pushed into you. eyes fixated on that as he thrusted into you with newfound fervor. his hand pushed down on the head of his cock through your stomach, he groaned.

“ fuck, look at this baby, ” he panted, your warmth knocking the air out of him in the most delicious way. his hand moved, allowing you to see the tip of his cock pushing against your stomach. whining at the sight, you felt the knock in your stomach tighten.

“ gonna cum baby? ” you nodded, any coherent thoughts leaving your mind as he gripped your hips again, pulling you to meet his thrusts. “ cum with me pretty girl. ” jake found himself being drawn to the edge faster as his eyes remained trained on your stomach. he thrusts into you sloppily, his release chasing him. burring himself deep into you, he watches as the bulge in your stomach fit a hair higher as his release fills your heat.

he just might have found his favorite thing about you.

published . october 9 , 2023

[plooto]

⋆·˚ ༘ * ‘ i know who you pretend i am . ’ ft. jake sully

warnings -> widowed ! jake , neytiri best friend ! reader , smut , pet names ( baby . syulang -> flower ) , flashback in italics .

. notes -> jake called neytiri baby not you

after neytiri was reunited with eywa while saving neteyam, eywa then had picked you, her best friend to take her place. you were against it, but if it mean’t you would be by his side, you were content.

this particular night was a rare one. when you had neytiri’s mother watch the kids so you two can have some time, when you’re face down in the furs of his bed. he has a hand pushing down on the back of your neck, his hips pistoling into you as his free hand pulls you back to meet his thrust.

“ yeah- that’s it baby- ” your breathing stopped for a moment, only a moment before jake’s fingers were circling your clit, pushing you over the edge as he follows. you didn’t say anything when he was cleaning you up or when he made you go to the bathroom so that gravity can pull his seed back out of you, when he lays you back down under the sheets and pulls you against his chest.

you watched jake and neytiri giggle as you braid tuk’s hair. jake rests his hand on her thigh as he pressed one of his long fingers to his lips.

‘ shh baby, ’ she quiets, her tail thumping against the floor of their mauri. baby.

‘ yeah- that’s it baby- ’

you always knew you were neytiri’s replacement.. but you didn’t know to what extent. it was now that you confirmed why he fucks you the way he does. it’s textbook..he has you face down so that he can close his eyes and fall into his fantasy. his fantasy where he’s not fucking you. your late best friend rather..

you take a shaky deep breath in and adjusting in his arms. you heard him stir slightly behind you. his lips press against the back of your neck, his soft breath tickling the end of where your hair grows.

“ you need your sleep, syulang.. ” there’s his nickname for you..the difference between you and her.

[plooto]

imagine being fucked so dumb that you just cannot form words, so you have to use the metkiyanan sign language to speak 🤧

[plooto]

dilf!jake can never get over how good you feel in his arms - how warm you are.

dilf!jake who abuses his status as olo’eyktan to get some time alone with you - away from prying eyes.

dilf!jake who can never deny you anything - not even letting you shower him with affection.

dilf!jake who watches you with blown golden orbs, darkened with desire, as you trail kisses up his arms, lingering on scars he received ages ago.

dilf!jake who nearly soils his tweng as your tongue swipes over his nipple, an airy “ fuckk.. ” leaving his lips.

dilf!jake who fists at the furs on the bed as he tries to delay his orgasm. but when your lips attach to his neck and fingers dance along his v-line, he has no choice.

dilf!jake who will never admit he loves the attention you give him, the way you appreciate his firm and everything that comes with it.

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boss!osamu who invites you to his place for ‘cooking lessons’

you looked around his flat excitedly, forgetting that he is your boss for a bit too long. your eyes settling on a photo of him and his twin brother - cute.

osamu watched as a soft smile graced your pretty features, an identical one forming on his.

“ c’mon sugar, y’wanted t’learn right? ” he speaks up, rolling up his black shirt, chuckling when you stumbled around his couch with a

“ r- right sorry. ” you worked well in the kitchen, but your outfit choice was not helping your boss stay focused.

when you bent over to pick up the sheet of nori that slipped between your fingers, he began to tell you no - to not touch the ground when you’re still cooking. but when your pretty pink lace underwear peeled out at him, he nearly lost it.

“ j- just wash yer hands.. ” he mumbled feinting irritation by rubbing his hands down his face - but it was really to hide the redness in his cheeks.

watching you roll the onigiri was hard, he tsked and stepped behind you, pulling your sleeves up your forearm and resting his hands over yours.

now it was your turn for your face to burn. you didn’t focus much on other than his chest radiating heart into your back. you were looking at hiss hands but you weren’t watching. not when his large hands engulfed your own, or when he had to pack the rice together so he squeezed your hands as well instead of just the rice-

“ there. y’got it? ” you shook your head - your body betraying you not once, but twice - voice cracking as you replied.

“ g- got it.. ” you returned to look up at him, your heart nearly stopping mid pump as you realized just how close you were. he was much prettier up close.. you came to realize such when he pinned you against the stove just mere weeks ago but now-

“ good. do it again. ” he mumbled, pulling his larger frame from against yours, silently praying that you didn’t see - or feel - the slight problem he had.

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recom!jake ignoring quaritch’s inquiries about where he’s been running off to

i mean—just how is he supposed to bring up moments like these to the commander ?

jake’s hands bruising your hips to keep you just where he wants you—on his face, tongue lapping up all of the juices coming out of your clenching hole.

as your orgasm hits you like a truck, the man’s tongue beneath you is unwavering , leaving you shaking with overstimulation .

[plooto]

⋆·˚ ༘ * ‘ i know who you pretend i am . ’ ft. lo’ak sully

. warnings -> post a3 au , angst .

lo’ak knew it was a bad idea. to pursue you after you lost your intended—after you all lost his brother. you didn’t want to let his brother’s passing reach you. you had accepted lo’ak’s hand.

he walked by your side on the beach where you all first arrived. where neteyam was still with you.

“ it’s prettier at night don’t you think? ” he looked over at you, eyes softening as he traces the tanhi tracing your cheeks and jaw.

“ yeah it is.. ” he smiled down at you as you turned to face him, your hair turning in the way that’s the most prettiest when you’re smiling.

“ should we go for a swim on our ilu? ” you propose and his smile falters slightly. riding your ilu was one of you and neteyam’s favorite date. and now you wanted to share it with him. no.. you wanted to see if it would still make you happy as it did when you rode with neteyam.