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navigation — request here ! ⭑ smut | ♡ fluff | ✄ angst
𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗
⭑ + ✄ — smothered with bliss
is it hard being married to the most influential man in america? you most certainly think it is. — steve rogers: captain america, the heart of his nation, the soul of his country. after returning home from a particularly bad day at work, steve finally snaps, deciding you need re-educating on how to be the perfect housewife.
⭑ + ✄ — million dollar man
your husband, senator steve rogers, has been acting strange recently. he makes it up to you after he catches you snooping
𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗
𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃.
steve rogers is your boss. he's also nasty, brutish, and obsessed with you.
#steve rogers#steve rogers x reader#steve rogers x you#steve rogers imagine#steve rogers fanfiction#steve rogers smut#captain america x reader#steve rogers angst#dark steve rogers#dark steve rogers x reader#marvel fanfiction#marvel avengers#WORLDOFMUNSON
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ex bucky x pregnant reader 🫣
okay!! so this is supposed to be a dark fic but when i was working on it the other day i somehow made reader very sad and so it might just end up being angsty with a happy ending instead of the darkness i had planned lmao. 🥴
the original idea is essentially that dark ex bucky finds out readers pregnant - it’s his but she hasn’t told him/doesn’t want to tell him, right? whatever, whatever, so he assumes she got pregnant by someone else right after they broke up and anyway he’s like crazy upset and angry and jealous and there’s a line i had which is
“what’s he gonna think when he finds out i got my cock inside you, right where it fuckin belongs, fucking you while you scream and cry my name? got you squirting on me like the little whore you are all while you’re carrying his baby, huh? You feel that, sweetheart? Feel me this goddamn deep in your pussy. You might be having his kid, but you and I both know who’s cunt this is”
NOW I know how intense that is lmao 💀
if it turns soft, like i think it will, i’m gonna have to change this dialogue obviously lol so i’m kinda glad i get to post it rn so it doesn’t go completely to the wayside before i scrap it hahaha
maybe this is kinda cheating bc i don’t think i’m keeping this but here’s a bit of what i had written the other day 🫣
you felt the hair on the back of your neck rise. It wasn’t just the cold from the winter air around you, no. It was something much colder, harsher than the biting wind swirling around you under the moonless sky. It was like you could feel his icy gaze burning through you despite not being able to see him. But as you walked with your cart to your car, you knew he was around, somewhere. Lurking off in the shadows of the dead and poorly lit parking lot. Watching. There wasn’t much you could do now but wait for him to approach. The store was closed and you were the last shopper to leave, the only chance you had of avoiding him was to load your car and drive home, but that was the last thing you wanted to do. The two things you wanted to keep hidden from him would be revealed and cause so many more issues between you than there already were. It would be okay. Just don’t mention Ransom and…don’t let him see your stomach. Let him say what he wants to say and go.
#this is so much lol 😭#thank you for sending this in!!#worldofmunson#asks#ask game#my wips#dark bucky
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Steve be like:
Lmfaooo yes!! If this was an actual emoji, it would be Steve’s most used emoji 😭😭 he’d text it to omega all the time so she knows what to expect when he gets home 😌😌
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@pandorxx @coffeeandbookskeepmealive @worldofmunson @justasimps-blog @tiredmamaissy
#avatar#jake sully#avatar the way of water#avatar smut#avatar:wayofwater#jake sully smut#tonowari#colonel quaritch#neteyam#avatar loak#neteyam smut#loak smut#tonowari smut#miles quaritch
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Loyalty Pt 6
(Recom)Na’vi!Miles Quaritch x (fem)Na’vi!Reader
Warnings: SLOW BURN, THIS IS AN EVENTUAL NSFT SERIES, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, capture, romance, reader is female
Warnings for this chapter: SMUT, piv, rough sex, nipple play, fingering, lovemaking, fluff, size difference, nudity, dirty confessions, biting, mating.
Notes: Na’vi spoken is in [italics and brackets]; inner thoughts are in italics.
Tags: @deliwrites @ikranwings @luciddasher @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @avatar-lover @justasimps-blog @mechformers @perseny @dakotali @ragingloser @worldofmunson @whxre-bxby @miscellaneousfantasies
Miles lips were soft. Every nerve in your body tingled as you dwelled in this fleeting connection before pulling away with a startled inhale, feeling a little worried that this wasn’t the right time, but the Recom’s eyes blazed with a deep need uncaring about tomorrow, tugging you back into another embrace. Losing you would be worse and he couldn’t allow another minute to pass without you in his arms, tugging at your clothes like you’d disappear on him again.
Then there was his tongue coaxing you to let him in, thick and warm, wrapping around yours with a hunger that had your throat humming. Everything around you seemed to melt away until you moaned, feeling like you’d tip over, when a hand found your tail and hooked a finger around the root with a light nudge upward, getting your calves to flex. Being here in the moment and allowing yourselves to be free from the rigid fears that held you back for months was exhilarating. You were painfully sensitive and emotional to the wandering hands hugging you making touch feel like it would set you up to explode.
Needing a break, you peeled yourself away from Miles after a small push that had him releasing you with a smack. He licked your saliva off his mouth, a fang popping out from hiding with pupils dark and blown out wide while he marked the next spot he wanted to devour.
Bastard.
You wanted everything from him, RDA be damned.
Letting your body move unjudged by your own desires, the pad of your tongue swiftly trailed up the muscular indentation of the Recom’s strong neck before engulfing the space under his jaw. The taste was salty, and from the audible growl you received, had your nether lips spilling, desperate for something to touch your excited clit.
Letting go of the Colonel’s neck, you huffed gathering yourself, nose barely parting from the face inches from yours, wanting nothing more than to make love right here, but you’d be pissed to no end if you got sand in your pussy. Glancing to the wood line, you smirked, then slowly parted from the Recom, body swaying cat-like with every deliberate step backwards as your hands slide down his arms until just your fingers kept you connected. Then you were dashing away.
The forest was teeming with life and energy, the grass beneath your quick feet pulsing with light, making you smile from the beauty around you. It didn’t take much to shove off your pants and toss them aside to leave an obvious trail for Miles to follow, letting down your hair as it bounced to the timing of your jog. All but a tank top and your panties covered your body, the warm air greeting your nerves sending a thrill through your body.
The trees and plants radiated their soft glow as Miles advanced through the illuminated environment behind you. Seeing the articles of clothes littering his path, his mouth twisted, feeling his cock hardening, while he unclipped his belt and pulled it through the loops, dropping it. Then he undid his tactical vest and left it somewhere, rolling up his shirt over his head to also toss. Now all he needed was you.
Finding a tiny clearing, you braced yourself against a tree, cheeks heating up when you saw the glowing freckles scattered along the muscular frame of Miles’ body as he approached. Your ribcage expanded rapidly up and down, eyes mesmerized, by the rippling masses of strength in his arms and stomach. You rubbed your thighs together, the ache at your clit almost getting too much.
Then the Recom was marching in a line directly at you. His hands flipped you around and pressed you into the tree, able to feel the swell in his pants at your rear, causing your face to blush deeply. Did you do that to him? The heavy, needy breath at the crook of your shoulder and the shove of your hips to tilt into the bulge had the edge of your lip tugging up as all you could think of was feign oops.
But that soon came to bite you in your ego when the Colonel’s fingers snaked over your stomach, taking his time to feel the scared tautness in your stomach, before going lower until he brushed over your clit. That left you mewling over how hyper aware the little nub made your skin crawl as finally something rubbed the bundle of restlessness between your legs. Fingers edged out every high-pitched noise in you from the precious circles helping your erection peak to a full blossom, only to delve further to dip and play with the globular mess that lined your heat.
“Shit, you’re this wet?” The voice at you side was rough and low, having your fingers scrape the tree’s bark from the intrusive breath flowing past the shell of your ear.
Miles couldn’t get enough of how wet you were, cock uncomfortable in the narrow room his pants afforded, but he mustered every ounce of self-control he had to at least let this be enjoyed slowly. The coil in his groin could hold out a little longer, then he had you turning around, hoisting you into the air and wrapping your legs around his hips.
Kneeling, he put you down on the grass having you flat on your back this time, a hand folding up your shirt to expose your breasts. His eyes feasted at the sight of your nipples, peaked and what looked to be painfully stiff in your arousal by the way you writhed. They were exactly what his mind imagined during those nights he sought relief. Not wasting another passing second, he leaned down to take a mauve pebbled into his mouth, letting the pad of his hot tongue relieve your agony, your hands raking through his short hair as you wailed, back arching. He sucked hard, wanting to leave your breast raw and marked, teeth nibbling and piercing the delicate texture until little red dots could be seem from where he observed his handwork above you.
The air assaulted your wet nipples while they twinged in the aftermath. Coming down from the Recom’s ministration, he helped you shimmy from your tank top and panties, knees shut together a little embarrassed for him to see you. Your human body had been through some shit before and after leaving Earth, like bad hookups and messy sex when you could get nothing else better. But this body was a little different, you hadn’t had the time, or didn’t make the time, for sexual encounters. Sure, you had fingered yourself and masturbated with wooden cocks the Na’vi women showed you how to fashion, but never had you been with someone of this physical endowment before which had your cheeks lower a few shades as you studied the Recom. The valley of his abs rolled down until they disappeared below his beltline to only what you could imagine was something huge based on how high the tent had formed under the buckle.
Miles unbuttoned and zipped down his fly, standing briefly to shove off his pants. While he was discarding them with a thoughtless toss, you trailed over his massive body towering over you from where you laid in the grass. His cock was upright and ridged with veins, the mushroom head leaking. Your eyes widened slightly, throat bobbing, as you tried to imagine how all that would fit. That was when the Recom noticed your fidgety state. Kneeling down, he cradled you beneath him, hovering over you but softening his movements to show empathy. This was his first time too… in this new body.
“I’d never let anything hurt you, including myself,” he said calmly.
He pecked your lips before his hands guided you onto your stomach, your freshly bruised nipples tickled by the blades of grass greeting your chest. Your heart beat so hard but you were grateful that you faced away from Miles’ eyes, making you more confident and relaxed. Then you felt your waist being lifted and slowly moved into a position where your bottom was in front of his hips, breasts tilting down as your cheeks were spread above.
Miles’ tongue curled forward to moisten his lips as he savored your position underneath his fingers atop the plush roundness of your ass. They were soft and pillowy when he gripped down, your tail responding by curling around his upper arm, breathy coos and whimpers escaping from where your head laid on the ground.
God damn. The way you felt and wiggled under him had his tip flushing painfully tight with every second those cute little noises continued to escape from you reflexively to everything he did, even if it was just barely parting your crack some more to see the glistening juices covering your folds clenching around nothing. Looking at your slit and inner thighs smeared with the heavy flow of your arousal had him feeling a certain way, taking pride that he could do this to someone.
“Did you always get this wet when you thought about me?” he teased, fingers massaging your ass. “Tell me, did you touch yourself to the image of me fucking you like this?”
You didn’t want to answer, but the Recom knew how to get you to talk. Leaning down, he found a breast and pinched your sore nipple between his thumb and index, twirling round and round until your panting sputtered as you let out a faint ‘yes.’
The Colonel tutted and pinched harder saying, “I need to hear exactly how you masturbated.”
Sobbing like a puppy from the discomfort, fingernails scraping the dirt, you finally let it out.
“Yes—yes, I would rub my clit and thrust my fingers in and out of my hole, picturing your cock inside me instead! Touching myself would hurt so much because I knew it wasn’t the same!”
The pressure on your chest disappeared, Miles being satisfied with that answer. For a moment he pictured you in your bed, spread legs and rolling your hips into your fingers, maybe a hand holding the side of your bed from the intensity of it all. How many times did that happen? Was there a night when possibly you and him masturbated at the same time, using your hands to get off while being separated by only a wall.
Fuck. That thought only made him drip more down his cock, and seeing you so wet and needy drove him mad.
Adrenaline spiked through your stomach when you felt the massive length of the Recom’s cock lay itself flush along your crack to then slide down until the head lined up with your slit, causing your whole body to halt with a shiver. Then your breath caught in your throat before merging into an airy song of pleasure when the tip pushed forward. You were lubricated enough, helping the girth ease its way in, but you hadn't expected for it to feel so heavy and big, stretching you to slowly make room.
Miles savored the way your walls accepted him as he glided through your opening, but the shaft only got bigger closer to the base making you whimper while it took you to a new limit. Then his heart couldn’t contain its excitement when he eventually seated himself fully inside. You looked so good with his whole length stuffing your hole that made him want to stay like this forever, but he knew he needed to move now before he got too excited and lost himself.
“Miles…” you sighed pitifully.
“I know.” He understood your pain.
Pulling back his hips, he retreated his length to just the tip then shoved himself back in, thrusting quickly, making your see the Great Mother herself!
“Heh! Heh! Heh!” Your panting was loud and shameless, the skirt of your mouth tugging up in a blissed smile from the driving force pounding your cunt. Miles enjoyed himself too, ramming harder and harder with each new noise chanted from your mouth, encouraging him to keep going faster while falling in love with the way his cock got covered in your slick.
You could feel a coil tightening in your muscles as could you sense an orgasm building within the Recom from the way his thrusts faltered and popped hastily, chasing the high. But there was an onset of distress that started clouding your enjoyment. This was wrong. You wanted to pause, to stop, but not because you didn’t want the sex.
Bringing a hand to the Recom’s massive thigh, you tapped your hand against it.
“Miles—wait—wait,” you breathed.
A wave of shame fell over Miles, immediately pulling himself out and placing you in his lap, a hand holding your face up to examine if anything was wrong. Was this too much? Did he hurt you??? Your palm overlapped his at your cheek, a soft smile edging over your features, then you let go, cupping his face this time with both hands.
"[I want to look into your eyes. I want to see you as you do it]," you pleaded tenderly through labored breaths.
Miles, relieved, understood every word spoken by you in Na’vi that had him gently placing you down onto the forest floor, making sure you were ok as he spread your legs apart, shuffling himself between them and lining up. You didn’t want to be nervous when you gazed into his piercing, honey-comb eyes, and sensing your timidness, the Recom leaned closer and started leaving small kisses under your eyes, beside your mouth, in the crook of your nose, making you to feel loved and comforted like you never felt before.
“Look at me,” he then said, caging you under him, your hands finding placement along his broad back.
You listened and steadied your eyes on him, not letting fear take this moment from you. Then he rocked his hips forward, plunging back into your slick heat and stuffing you full again that had your head crane back into the ground with a soft cry. When you tried to muffle your sounds, Miles swatted your hand away and commanded into your ear with a low growl, “Don’t you dare. I want to hear that pretty voice.”
A deep blush flared over your cheeks from how he could get off to your ugly sobbing, but that concern eventually faded when you couldn’t focus on anything else but the cock curving just right and slapping you into a haze of bliss, letting the worshipping song continue. Fuck it, you were hidden far away where nobody could hear, but part of you wished someone could hear just how good this girth made you crumble, which only drove you louder as the thrusts became deeper. Your nails indenting the muscular cords of the Recom’s back would leave deep, purple marks that had him snarling. He wanted sweet payback so he nudged his face into the bend of your neck and sunk his fangs into your skin. Mine.
Your ankles crossed around Miles’ torso, air humid and dark aside from the glowing plants surrounding this small clearing filled with the sounds of your desperate passion. The sticky sweat on your face had your hair flat to your dewy skin, toes curling from the twine in your core winding up to be set free. The Recom found your lips and swiftly dove his tongue into your mouth, interlocking your moans with his. You sucked the red appendage until it felt like it could burst. Then, breaking off, his nose nuzzled your face, abs flexing hard as he was about to let go. All the atoms in your brain exploded when your orgasm ripped through you, lungs fluttering to a halt. Then there was the warm release of cum splashing forth, mushroomed tip pressing as far back into your cunt as it could get, leaving little room as a few dribbles of the white spilled down your crack.
Panting, your nails released the back they had been bruising, not realizing how tight and white-knuckled your fingers had become, letting Miles sit up as he came down. His abs trailed with sweat, forehead dotted with the same exhaustion that wrecked you, and it was worth it. Mentally, you were giving Ardmore two big, blue fingers to her face. Miles chose you, and you chose him. The RDA could go fuck themselves. Then he was pulling you into his lap, sitting upright, muscular arms encircling you while he gazed with adoration into your eyes. The little hair he had on his head stuck to his forehead, prompting you to use a finger to glide it back into place.
That was when you knew… you loved him and wanted only him in this life.
So you reached a hand back and took your braid, draping it over your shoulder, going slow enough for Miles to catch on and shadow your lead. Allowing the loose tuff of hair to fall away, your tress spread open to reveal the wiggling, pink tendrils of your queues. The Recom’s eyes widened, glanced to you fleetingly, before he took the end of his own braid and exposed the glowing fronds of his own queue. Neither hand withdrew when they slowly moved closer. Then the tendrils grasped and wrapped tightly together.
Miles' pupils blew out wide causing his golden irises to thin while he was rushed with a flood of new sensations. His lungs sucked down air to the fervent stimulation that tangled and danced through his neurons not like anything he felt connecting with a Banshee. At this moment, all he wanted was you. He wanted your lips, your heart, your spirit. Then his eyes rounded when he heard the rhythmic thumps of your heartbeat.
It was beautiful.
He could actually feel you, to everything from the fiber in your muscles, to the blistering desire to kiss him again, he was sharing your body like it was a part of him now.
For you, your breath was taken away as you were filled with the power of such a strong soul. You could feel his sculpted arms, intimidating yet blanketed you with a sense of security. His heart was racing and that made you blush from just how nervous he dared not let show.
Golden eyes met yours as the Recom shared a soft look of love with you. Wanting to be closer, head leaning into your shoulder, his palms were gentle when he hugged you a little tighter, hands shaking from just how overwhelming this was. Your arms wrapped around him as you rested your cheek along his hair.
Then a small bit of adrenaline shot up your stomach as the realization of what you did set in.
Could he feel it too—the bond?
Never did you realize you'd be one day tethered to someone that you had at first been at odds with. Is this how Neytiri felt?
Maybe Miles did feel it, but it was simpler for him.
For you, life was altered, swelling your heart with joy.
You had found your mate.
#miles quaritch x reader#miles quaritch x reader smut#miles quaritch x fem reader#miles quaritch x y/n#miles quaritch x you#miles quaritch#miles quaritch smut#recom miles quaritch#quaritch x reader#quaritch x reader smut#recom quaritch#recom quaritch x reader#quaritch#quaritch smut#colonel quaritch#colonel miles quaritch#atwow smut#avatar 2 smut#recom smut
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Thanks to @worldofmunson and @hinataashoyos ‘s Quaritch x Reader fics, I’ve come down with a massive case of Quaritch brainrot that probably won’t be going away anytime soon.
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Do you know anyone else who writes for Quaritch besides you and @worldofmunson? I feel like good content for him is so scarce!!!
@sunnybeewriting 's 'peachy keen' and @hinataashoyos 's 'daddy issues' are my all time favorite Quaritch fics, you should definitely check them out!!! 😩🫶🏻
@tarrynightss has amazing works for him as well. My favorite is 'phone sex' so make sure to read that!
I’m also currently reading 'Loyalty' by @vinciwolf and it’s soo good, she has some other great works for Quaritch too
And of course @artificialstrawberry, I’ve recently read 'need some help with that' and loved every second of it
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Week 15 Reblog Masterlist
Welcome to Week 15 2023 or Week 171, as always, fics would be listed in the order I read them.
I hope you enjoy it!
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♥ You can check my reading guidelines here.
♥ You can check my masterlist here.
♥ You can check my main reblog masterlist 2023 here.
♥ You can check my April reblog masterlist 2023 here.
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💛 ᵒʳᶤᵍᶤᶰᵃˡ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ
💜 ʰᵒʳʳᵒʳ
🖤 ᵈᵃʳᵏ
❤️ ˢᵐᵘᵗ
💚 ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ
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This is the list of the fics I read and recommend in Week 15 2023:
Without me (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @the--sad--hatter💙
Unwavering (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @iraot❤️
Hand(s) off part II: Ecstasy (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @darsynia ❤️💚💙
His inheritance part IV: Whispers (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jtargaryen18 🖤
Empy house (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @pomelo-villano ❤️
Trust me, okay? (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes 💚
Hand(s) off part III: Alchemy (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @darsynia ❤️💚💙
His inheritance part V: Sealed with a kiss (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jtargaryen18 🖤
Came back for you (Nomad!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sarahrogersevans 💚💙
How the divine pairing grew from each other (The Divine pairing) by @incorrect-cloakanddagger-quotes 💚
Hand(s) off part IV: Entropy (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @darsynia ❤️💚💙
His inheritance part VI: What we need (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jtargaryen18 🖤
Ask no omen (Steve Rogers) by @faeriecap💙
Birthdays & pizza (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes 💚
Addicted to love part I (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sologxlaxies 💚
His inheritance part VII: A charade (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jtargaryen18 🖤
Divorce in the morning (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes💙
Vowed (Steve Rogers X Reader X Bucky Barnes) by @worldofmunson ❤️💚💙
Cloak and Dagger Anastasia AU (The Divine pairing) by @cruxcantare 💚💙
His inheritance part VIII: Reckoning (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jtargaryen18 🖤
Steve Rogers fic (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @imyourbratzdoll💚
I tried (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @brooklyn-1918💙
The spark within part I (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @beccaanne814💚💙
His inheritance part IX: High stakes (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jtargaryen18 🖤
A year (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @speechlessxx💙
Lonely (Alvey Kulina X Reader) by @crazytxgradstudent💙
The spark within part II (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @beccaanne814💚💙
His inheritance part X: Temptress (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jtargaryen18 🖤
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Hiya! I was wondering is I could ask for a request for miles quaritch! My idea-
Y/n is a human who has a crush on miles and he does mind them being around him talking to him could be a scientist? Then all of a sudden her attitude changes she could stop going to see miles and his team and they are pretty bummed out because they enjoy her waiting for them,(she could always wait for miles and his team to get back and hug them or something?) miles goes to find out what's wrong finds she's been bullied takes her to the gym to teach self defence, but then each time she gets something right he could give a 'reward?' And it gets alittle steamy? All the mean while Lyle and fike scare the crap out of the other science quack? I hope you like it I know it's long
@worldofmunson
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earlier today i got a message *asking* if it was okay to repost one of my bridgerton fics to wattpad. i said no, but the message made me redownload the hellapp and search the names of my work just to see. and good thing i did. while *my* work isnt on here, i found reposters so i’m linking the work along with the rightful authors so they’re aware.
STOP REPOSTING WORK THAT ISNT YOURS
https://www.wattpad.com/story/334840421-avatar-smut-from-tumblr?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=idtgvaflynggrayon69&wp_originator=2aNURaXI%2FbnNWrXxxEutLWflUyqIsCw3hj0J8A0jN%2BBWEUe0EMX6fvL7m6VhyGF68RDdBDtgCMb8Nl6vyl9%2Fo%2BGsxLFXUzJvq4vt6V%2FxVheWHmqRSmBnN6of83boOpsI
@jakegasm @luvrgirlreads @nqify @pandorxxx @lovebeinaprincessworld @whxre-bxby @glorry-vs @m9ya @tsireyqs @cuethediscoandthedrinks @yawntu @worldofmunson @aonungspartner @cyberfreaky @xstarsmvxz
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https://www.wattpad.com/story/338218871-jake-sully-tumblr-smut?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=idtgvaflynggrayon69&wp_originator=OyzI7jVIhMuJKsrx78AROIAlGw65Pwui%2FjeHdl6obYeXajN2Ayc2ZbpdCvv12tcYgDdOg%2FOW%2FVkTmskYV%2FLgGcpW5PHk1OT1c5wXmu%2F2ofB6A8zpgkxgtT7cGETZXPmG
@loaksbitch @coffeeandbookskeepmealive @truetogaia @realperception @sullyslover @cyberfreaky @vulturni @tsirxyaluvr @tiredmamaissy @tsireyqs @sweethoneycn @casiia @andraga12
#SERIOUS STOP WITH THIS#please look out for your fellow writer and let them know if you see their work reposted
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I love POYT! personally I think it’s the best fic series I’ve ever read - and reread. Everything about it is perfect
I’m crying thank you sm 🥹🥹🥹🥹 I worked really hard on it so it means a lot that you are giving it such a high compliment thank you 😩
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do you know any writers who write for quartich? for some reason my tags don’t work + i can never find him :(
i came across two of them, @justasimps-blog & @worldofmunson
they’re super great and so satisfying, (i don’t reach miles ffs but i do read theirs <3)
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When someone you know finds your smut/fanart.
@whimsyvixen @coffeeandbookskeepmealive @pandorxx @justasimps-blog @tiredmamaissy @worldofmunson
#avatar#avatar the way of water#jake sully#avatar smut#jake sully smut#tonowari#colonel quaritch#neteyam#neteyam smut#quaritch smut
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Loyalty Pt 5 (2/2)
(Recom)Na’vi!Miles Quaritch x (fem)Na’vi!Reader
Warnings: SLOW BURN, THIS IS AN EVENTUAL NSFT SERIES, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, capture, romance, reader is female
Warnings for this chapter: reposted this bc I found some errors and also the tags weren't working Finally, the second half of part 5!!! Bring tissues!!! Fluff, tension, angst, violence, animal death, things are finally boiling over!
Notes: Na’vi spoken in italics AND brackets now to clear up any confusion in this chapter.
Tags: @deliwrites @ikranwings @lovekeeho @luciddasher @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @avatar-lover @justasimps-blog @mechformers @perseny @dakotali @ragingloser @worldofmunson @whxre-bxby
You awoke to the hint of sunrays ascending into a purple hue of morning dawn on the horizon. The corner of your lip upturned when the arm around your waist pulled you closer atop the chest you rested your head on, ear listening to the soft thumps of Miles’ heartbeat, your hand lazily set upon his sternum.
Sand shifted beneath your body when you stretched up to peek at the sturdy Marine who still kept his eyes shut, not wanting to move for a few more minutes. It had been a very late hour into the night after starwatching when the two of you laid down to get off your feet, only to slowly descend into sleep on the beach shoulder to shoulder.
“Miles…” you start, tone soft and hushed. “Miles, we…should go back…before anyone thinks we’ve run off.”
A hint of a smirk inched forward on the Recom’s cheek, finding a small bit of humor at your recall to what he had told you inside the floating mountains.
Getting up was hard as the sand was pillowy and warm, but brushing off the particles from your clothes was even worse seeing that your pants had a hole in it for your tail, allowing some of the granular substance to get into your ass crack. Maybe sleeping on the beach wasn’t so much a good idea let alone a romantic one.
The walk back to camp was quiet save for the sounds your feet made shuffling through the pale beach, sun entering the sky and casting itself onto the waking world around you. Not wanting to disturb anyone, you gently got onto your bedroll and stilled yourself, making it seem as if you never left. Miles did much the same in his cot. But there was an eye that peeked open and sneakily watched your elusive return, making the kid grin briefly before returning to his dreams.
~
You soared fast above the water’s edge. Sprinkles of water dusted your face as the large waves crashed into each other below. The sounds reverberated your soul, making the head of your Ikran tip up to glide higher away from the oceanic chaos. Soon the objective of this rough flight came into view: the SeaDragon. It was mighty in size and glared the bright light of the sun off its giant, metallic frame.
Flying in with Miles and Lyle, Sylway flapped hard and landed atop the helm of the SeaDragon. Your feet landed with a bang on the roof as did the other two large Recoms when they dismounted, just for them to hop down with audible thuds onto the deck where the captain stood with a long scowl. Being only seconds behind them, you were about to do the same until you halted when Miles rotated his weight and extended a hand, the light blue of his palm welcoming for you to take—and you did with a visible smirk. The Colonel’s hand firm as he helped you down. Then the captain let out his voice causing your ears to tip with annoyance since you knew a voice like that was attached only to the worst of insufferable douchebags.
“Are you the arsehole commandeering my ship?” Scoresby whined with a heavy accent.
That was Miles’ cue to saunter toward the captain, having an elbow arched from his fingers idly sliding to rest over his pistol.
With a fanged smirk, he admitted huskily, “That would be me.”
Your cheeks flared hot at the cool touch of his voice hijacking your senses. From this angle, your eyes feasted along the arm resting on the holster, studying the flexed muscles swollen under azure, striped skin. He knew what he was doing and it was unfair how he withheld himself last night, only sparing you a kiss to the fucking forehead, so you gladly drank up whatever you could find during these missions.
Not realizing the air passing over your mouth dried out the skin, you padded your tongue to wet them. But there were another pair of lips that weren’t exactly dry, instead quite the opposite.
Inside, Scoresby and Garvin introduced themselves as you stood near the scientist from the other side of the glowing table that showed a map of island locations.
“There’s probably fifty villages out there,” one had mentioned.
“Fifty—one hundred—we’ll search them all,” Miles countered.
“You can’t just come in here and take over my ship! I have quotas to meet!”
Your eyes that were fixed on the captain slowly trailed to the Colonel who leaned his body and lengthy arms on the holographic surface.
“I’ll be nice once, then I won’t,” he smiled with mock friendliness, ears folding back.
You heart skipped when he said that. He was ready, by any means necessary, to finish what he started. Then it dawned on you just how deep with was getting. War was here. Nothing could prepare you for the coming storm – the whole point of the Recombinants’ existence – and that made you anxious, and fearful. You hated how the RDA would waste life just to consume everything. Hated how Miles and every person that was rebirthed as Na’vi would perish eventually while Ardmore could care less.
Inwardly, you scoffed. Just cogs in the machine. Nothing more.
But maybe you could keep at least one of the Recoms alive.
You had to. Your heart begged of it.
~
You knew the RDA was ruthless, so you begged Eywa to prolong those brief moments when Spider laughed or to feel the hairlike touch that set your body on fire when Miles' pinky grazed yours amidst a crowd at a boring meeting. But stalling was not their forte. They would claw forward, burning the whole world down, to get what they wanted. You understood this, teeth grinding together as your heart wrenched witnessing village after village ravaged. Ardmore would have her scalp, no matter how much it pained you to see her loyal Recom at his worst.
The Metkayina were shoved onto their knees and threatened with voltage weapons swelling a knot into your throat too hard to swallow down. You understood that power too well.
Stood before you were Miles, Prager, and Lyle holding the chief and Tsahik hostage. The Colonel lifted up a portrait of Jake and demanded them to tell where to find him.
“These are sea people. Forest people don’t come here,” Spider earnestly explained.
Then the Tsahik regarded you desperately, “[Please, stop this madness! You need to leave!]”
“They don’t know anything!” Spider shouted.
Your heart was torn, unsettling your whole body while begging the villagers to help find your friend. But several of the Metkayina around you kept talking and yelling which made the Recoms and human soldiers angry and begin yelling themselves. Trying to keep up with the scrambled threads of conversations, you got onto your knees and focused on the Tsahik in desperation.
“[It doesn’t matter what you tell me, just give me a direction! Any direction!]” you spoke fast.
Mentally, your cussed yourself out for asking her to lie, but then quickly recalled that these people didn’t even have a word for lie. Her voice was swift as she told you that she didn’t know where Jake was, but you kept interrupting her in an attempt to get her to understand that she didn’t have to tell the truth – you only needed a random location to suffice. But being scrambled with your try at buying time, you didn’t notice that the Recoms were tired, especially Miles, who got increasingly irritated behind you. Then your blood ran cold when three bold words came from the Colonel.
“Shoot that animal!” he shouted, pointing at an Ilu.
Then a loud blast rang through your ears causing them to sting, whole body curling in from the sudden noise. Then the villagers cried and hollered watching the creature float dead in the water. You swiveled where you crouched and looked to the water, eyes rounding in shock, lungs deepening with hard breaths.
A few feet away, the kid made it clear his disgust. “What the hell are you doing???”
No… no, no, no!
You felt like a failure. This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Your feet were faster than your thoughts as you stood and said very firmly, almost a hiss, “…Miles.”
“They don’t know anything! What you’re doing here is wrong!” Spider screamed. “Please!”
Then Lyle was pushing the end of his rifle into your backside, stinging your flesh as the barrel was still freshly hot.
“Choose your next words carefully,” he warned.
That was when you had enough.
“You’re not pressing the knife where it hurts—” you turn around and face the Corporal, image reflecting off his black shades, this time his gun at your ribs “—and next time you threaten me—” you glare through your brow with a hint of your sharp fangs glinting in the sunlight “—do it to my face.”
Then you took Spider, who you loved and raised, and trudged away from the chaos, Miles not even stopping you. You couldn’t cry, not in front of them. The deep rot in your chest returned and ate away the last lingering bit of hope you tried to salvage in this daily hellhole. Why did you even stay again? Oh, right, the thing around to your neck. You were trapped.
Had he felt nothing? Had those moments of touch and comfort mean anything, or was he just playing along to get a kick out of it. Did he get off knowing that if he wanted to take you, nothing could stop him. How could you resist? You wanted so badly for things to be better, despite the gaping hole manifesting itself in your heart having to watch countless communities destroyed.
~
Eclipse had fallen hours ago. The dock was quiet and lifeless from the Recoms and crew tucked away in the hull of the ship to catch some sleep. The air was still aside from the critters going about their business zipping through the air or the occasional scampering of something in the woods far off beyond the ship's pier. Despite the deep ache to run towards freedom as you looked at Sylway, who had perched herself for slumber, you hugged your knees from the sting in your eyes, a lone tear crawling down your cheek, tail furling. Ears then flicked to the oncoming sounds of a grunt and shuffling behind you. Part of you wished it was Spider, but you knew those footsteps with the heavy thuds atop the spacious roof of the ship’s bridge, only part of the ship that gave you some semblance of privacy, belonged to someone else.
"You found a good hiding spot," Miles' voice reached through the endless silence that had settled long ago.
Your stomach lurched as you tried to contain your emotions with tears begging to trample forward over the ravine. It was hard to look at him, heart jumping in response to his presence nearing to where you sat. He was so close yet it felt like he was far away where you could not reach him. You yearning to be at his side faded into sorrow. Mourning for what could have been if things were different. Mourning for what could still come to pass if you caved selfishly and said fuck it all.
“I couldn’t find you when we were debriefing. I could’ve used your input...”
You sneered, "Just your box of secrets to exploit whenever you please."
“Don’t make this difficult. We both knew this would have to happen to weed out Sully.”
Enough rage was flowing through your body that you hadn’t realized how quickly you stood up.
“Did you actually care!? Or would you have kept me collared all along like a good pet until you’d find the time to discard me and Spider when you were done with us!?”
Your words struck a chord in Miles causing his tempter to rise and piss out his mouth, like the jarhead he was, not thinking why he let the bitterness flow effortlessly as he spoke.
“You think I care about some kid!? We ain’t even the same species!”
Blood boiled and ran hot through your veins triggering a reflex you didn’t know you could possess. You swung your hand to slap him, but he caught your wrist midair, clasping it hard enough to leave a mark.
"Don't try me, woman!” he spat with venom. "I could have you down cold in a heartbeat!"
Yanking yourself from his vice, you laughed mechanically. It was unnatural and forced as you dwelled in the irony, the burn of your wrist still fresh as you rubbed the pain.
"You're right—" you meet Miles' stare with equal fierceness, tears wiggling along your vision "—you could take me right here, right now, in front of everyone—” your arms spread wide open “—and there'd be nothing I could do about it.”
Then you clutched the device on your neck and jingled it loudly in front the Colonel, pointing out the obvious truth to his statement. You were a dog. Nothing you did since Ardmore strapped this bloody thing on you has been free will. And it tore your guts up knowing you had still fallen for the Marine bastard anyway.
Miles’ eyes widened when it became clear what his words meant, aggravation causing his jaw to tighten when he grasped that he had been stupid and blind. Not once did he have to use the collar for his advantage. Not once. But it was still there waiting and smiling for him to indulge. Shoving a hand in his pocket, he brought out the device to your collar and hit a button.
Everything moved slower as you absorbed the clanking noise hitting the roof below.
Your raging temper rapidly smoothed itself into a calm stream of clarity.
Free.
You were free.
Fingertips with a featherlike touch, careful and unsure, hovered where the bulky collar should have been to then finally press along your exposed skin, breathing shallow and overwhelmed. It felt strange for your mind to process but your heart raced. Then your senses came to with the loud drumming of Miles’ steps. He hunched over and snatched the circular device.
“I don’t want your loyalty bought!” he shook the collar in your face before chunking it over the bridge, landing somewhere forgotten on the dock.
Within, your gut screamed at you to keep your feet still but you were at your breaking point. Lungs felt like they were filling up with something hot, like you’d float away if you didn’t get fresh air despite being outside. Your face displayed fear, yet something else was being calculated behind your look. Miles’ brow drew close as he put together what you might do next, silently pleading for you not to do it.
But you were off and skipping down the human stairways with great thumps as you sprinted to Sylway with only one instinct playing through your every fiber: run.
"Motherfu-" Miles whispered irately to himself while he bounced down and ran to Cupcake, taking off into the night sky after you.
Your heart raced, exhilarated by being in the air. It felt wrong to run, almost like a betrayal, but you wanted to flee for so long that you didn’t recognize yourself in this moment as running.
Miles then appeared beside Sylway, causing her to screech, Cupcake batting her wings harshly to keep up with your Ikran’s crazed flying as you desperately searched for anywhere to be safe.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" you yelled across the loud thunder of wind passing your body.
But the Recom held firm, not knowing if he had lost his goddamn mind or kept up because he didn’t want you to hurt yourself as you flew like crazy over the giant waves roaring below.
You got excited when you noticed a giant fracture that split up the side of a mountain, banking hard to enter the fissure. Sylway passed under the thick vines that hug down the rocky opening, the walls of the tunnel humming as you made your way deeper into the cavernous heart.
Inside, bioluminescent spores and other huge fungi covered the long columns of the stones jutting up to the dark ceiling above. You hid behind one just in time as Miles flapped into the cave moments behind you. While the disturbed air stilled, glowing speckles from the plants floated down to cover you and Sylway.
Then a voice rang out to you in the darkness.
“(Y/N)!” Miles hollered.
“Please, I know today was—” he inhaled deeply “—not a clean search like the rest…it was fucked up.”
He felt awful for not being able to fit the right words together.
“I—” he halted again, cussing himself out.
How could he say sorry? He justified his actions because it was in his entire DNA, the only reason he’s alive, to hunt down Jake Sully. But was it worth it if it meant losing you? Something tugged low in his chest as he thought about how he was possibly talking to no one in these caves, that you had lost him – that he was alone.
With nothing left to lose, he exhaled just above a whisper, “Please come back to the ship.”
Please come back to me.
Your face twisted with sadness as you listened to his tired plea. Defeated and lost, you revealed yourself by Sylway’s flapping and readying for flight, the lustrous dust kicking off her wings.
When in the air and outside the mountain, your heart slowly began pulsing normally, so you landed on a beach and hopped from your Ikran, Miles not too far behind leaving his own mount. Your legs plodded through the sand without a destination in mind still feeling the need to get away.
"Now where're you going??"
"I don’t know!” you fling your arms in the air “—just away! Away from you! Away from everything!”
"I know you can't run away from the kid! He needs you!"
"Oh, and like you can't take care of him yourself!? You need mommy's help?"
"Quit acting stupid!"
Miles grabbed your elbow and roughly shoved you around, to which you pushed him away.
"LEAVE ME!" you screamed harshly to then whimpered, tears flooding your vision and dampening your cheeks. "What you’re doing—what you did to those people was wrong!”
"I DID IT TO PROTECT YOU!"
You were taken aback as he snapped, but he wasn’t angry, he was confessing.
“Jake Sully is my mission, but they put a fucking noose around your neck and a chip in the kid’s mask! I had—I can’t just do nothing!”
“But Ardmore doesn’t give a crap about you or the others! You’re just fodder to her!”
“Fucking Christ—” Miles turned and rubbed a hand over his face. He wanted Jake defeated. That was his whole purpose. He tried to alter his decisions subtlety when the General couldn’t see, but this war coming to a head was inevitable. Taking a deep breath, he returned to facing you.
"You can run away. I know you fucking hate me. But please come back, at least for the kid."
Your palms covered your nose and mouth, eyes wrinkling shut hard in an attempt to stop the flow of tears. Could he not see that he was being fooled? The RDA didn’t give a damn about anyone or anything.
This was too much. You faced your back to the Marine and gazed heavenward.
Why did Eywa put you here?
Then quietly on a shaky breath, you said, "I would've followed you into the fire if it meant keeping Spider safe... if it meant keeping you safe."
Miles perked at your hesitant voice, edging him to step closer.
"My loyalty… it was never bought—” you could feel his breath on your neck “—not for you.”
A pressure weighed against the back of your head when Miles’ crown gently leaned into your hair. No words needed exchanging.
You inched your body around until you were face to face with the Colonel.
Then you connected lips.
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Sorry to send you ANOTHER anon but I thought I would warn you so maybe you can get it out to more people (I'm still a fairly small creator) but the Tumblr user worldofmunson is underaged and has taken their age out of their bio after I told them dni when they sent me a message.
PLEASE DO NOT SEND THIS USER HATE
thank you for letting me know, i appreciate it. if it’s true they’re underaged i saw they’re interacting with a lot of users that tag their smuts with “minors dni” / “18+”
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