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rileytwenty · 1 year

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Leyra || the Albino Na'vi

(Neteyam x OC)

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Chapter 1

Out in the forest, it was too easy to pretend that everything was perfect. Within the Nantangs' calls and the Ritis' chirping and the Pa'lis stamping about, peace was not hard to find.

Leyra could forget about her life in the village for a few fleeting seconds here and there. But then the little reminders, such as her particularly makeshift bow, or her ratty clothes, or her unusual white skin, would send her crashing back into her reality like a tidal wave.

Said reality included spending most of her days alone, with trees for friends and bugs for company. Her father, the only clan member who would willingly converse with her, spent all his days hunting or planning hunts as Jake Sully's--the Omatikaya Olo'ektan's--second in command.

Sometimes she liked her father's position. She'd get a heads up on where not to go to avoid the hunting parties and training sessions, and he'd occasionally come home with interesting drama for her regarding the other clan members.

Her mother had died on the frontlines of the Battle of the Tree of Souls. She had been an amazing warrior, well-renowned in the clan. Leyra's father won't say it outright, but her mother had been devastated when she was born. A perfect warrior giving birth to an albino freak show. She didn't have to live with the shame for long, as she died only one month after Leyra had been born.

Her father had been an amazing parent to her, supporting her and taking care of her the best that he could under Mo'at's rules. He brought her portions of the meals to eat separate from the clan so she could avoid the stares and whispers that still occurred even though she was bordering on seventeen.

Over time, the forest had become her safe space where she spent most of her time, despite the amount of times it had almost killed her. Though, she had learned a lot through experience and developed her own way of surviving in it.

Currently, she was perched in a tree beside some harmless little birds and was watching the Pa'li stampede around and drink nectar.

The sound of twigs snapping caught both her attention and that of the Pa'li. Another crunch had the horse-like creatures herding themselves away from the source of the sound. Leyra leaned back to look around the tree and see what animal had made the sound, only to find a young Na'vi boy stumbling his way through the underbrush.

He must be lost, she thought. Hopping down from the tree soundlessly, she approached the young boy.

"Hello," she spoke softly, startling the boy only a bit. "My name is Leyra," she flicked her finger away from her face in Na'vi greeting, "are you lost?"

Unbeknownst to them both, Neteyam had already spotted them, but kept his distance as he was surprised to see such a different-looking Na'vi teen.

The little boy returned the gesture sheepishly and muttered a, "yes, very."

She let out a small giggle at his honesty. "What were you doing out this far in the forest in the first place?"

"Neteyam agreed to take us kids out to see the hunters train, but I got distracted by a bug and was separated."

"Ah, I see. Would you like me to take you back to the village or to the training grounds?"

"You know the way?" He was bewildered. Leyra found it refreshing to speak to someone who had no hatred or pity or really any opinion of her at all.

"Yes, of course I do. I am not lost at all, I never am."

"Wow. But how? The forest all looks the same everywhere!"

"There are differences. I can teach you once you're older, if you want. That way, you'll never get lost again."

"Yes, please! Umm, could you take me back to the village? I sure would like to see my mom."

"Of course. It's this way, let's go."

The kid grabbed her hand, and it startled her. No one had made skin to skin contact with her in a long time. She tried to play it off and gripped his hand in return, which made him smile at her. It all but melted her fragile heart.

"There you are, Zi'um!" Neteyam finally emerged from the brush, a serious look on his face meant to scold the boy.

"Neteyam!" The boy leapt into the future Olo'ektan's arms. Neteyam chuckled, picking him up and holding the youngster over his hip.

Once the boy had comfortably settled, Neteyam's focus drifted to Leyra. He kept asking himself, since when had there been a white Na'vi in the clan? Had he really been so busy as to not notice such an extraordinary being? "Hello."

His presence was making her sweat. Her father always told her to avoid unnecessary attention, and here the future Olo'ektan was, trying to hold a conversation with her. "Hello, Neteyam."

Her voice was softer and nicer than he had been expecting from such an unusual creature. "Do I know you?"

"Oh, uh, no. I don't think you would. I just know of you, with you being the up-and-coming Olo'ektan and all."

He cursed himself for assuming they had met before and making things awkward for her. He had forgotten that his name was a well-known one. "Oh, right, yes. I think I would have remembered someone who looks like you."

A light blush tinted her cheeks in embarrassment and she looked down. Even the Olo'ektan's son was making fun of her. There really was no end to it all.

Neteyam took her blush to mean that his half-flirting attempt at pointing out her Eywa-given beauty had worked, and that she was flustered by his charm. He was, on this rare occasion, very wrong.

"Walk with us back to the village?"

Leyra was puzzled by him offering this after he had just insulted her, but she knew better than to try to disobey him. "Alright."

The three started off towards the mountain village entrance. Neteyam shushed at Zi'um, who was now whimpering about seeing his mother and apologizing for wandering off. Neteyam reassured him on both accounts.

Leyra enjoyed getting to see the soft interaction between them. People usually reserved their worst selves for when she was near.

Not long into the journey, the emotionally exhausted child fell asleep in the warrior's arms.

"What were you doing out in the forest, all alone?" Neteyam questioned her in a whisper once he was sure Zi'um was going to stay asleep.

"Oh, I-" she wasn't sure of what response he was expecting, "I was exploring, like usual."

"So, you spend a lot of your time in the forest, then?"

Yes, her father dropped her off to the forest floor on his ikran each morning after breakfast and picked her up each evening in time for dinner. "Yes, practically every day. I like having only the forest for company."

Neteyam hummed, intrigued by her response. In his eyes, the forest was a beautiful ecosystem best watched from afar. Too many dangers lurked just beyond one's line of vision. It was definitely a great circle, one that he was a part of, and it provided the clan with shelter and food. Though, he much preferred to look down on it from his ikran rather than from on the ground.

Leyra resisted the urge to ask him what exactly his indistinct hum had meant. Silence fell over the pair, and Leyra savored the adorably relaxed expression on the young boy's sleeping face.

She was smiling at the boy's face when Neteyam turned to look at her, wondering what she was thinking about in the silence. She averted her eyes upon making eye contact with him, the smile quickly fading.

Though, not before Neteyam saw it. And he decided he liked her smile.

They continued until they reached the bottom of the cave entrance and Neteyam called for his ikran to take himself and the boy up to basecamp.

As he mounted himself and Zi'um onto the animal, he opened his mouth to say something to Leyra, but nothing came out.

He didn't want her to walk off again and continue being alone in the forest. He knew firsthand how dangerous that was. Though, he could tell by her slightly turned away body that she had no interest in returning to the base with them.

"Be safe," he settled on, accompanied by a sturdy nod.

She smiled at him, but it wasn't like the smile he had gotten a glimpse of before. This was polite, obligatory.

"You too, Neteyam."

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the-tigrou · 1 year

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Klaro is about to show Leyra the real power of snow 👀

Leyra looks so precious like please help me she's so cute blblbl

Leyrakaia © @succubune

Klaro © Me

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borrelia · 10 months

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the thing i do with ocs is i make soem that have like . very interesting backstories and conflicts and such. and then i just fixate on the one with the mullet. my funny friend :)

#this is abt dog and leyra #their hair is the same #myaa

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teamatsumu · 7 months

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kinktober 2023 -> day 17

dirty talk - miya atsumu x reader

word count: 583

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Everyone in Atsumu’s life knew he had a big mouth. He was the guy who didn’t know when to shut up. And it annoyed the crap out of everyone. His friends, his teammates, his twin brother. However, you had never once complained about it.

When you first said you didn’t really mind Atsumu’s lack of filter, everyone was rightfully shocked. Osamu had questioned you on multiple occasions about it (“how do you fight the urge to just deck him across the face?”) and Suna had straight up declared you a psycho (he was being dramatic, of course). You had a feeling that if they knew exactly why you loved Atsumu running his mouth, they would never look at you the same.

You looked on at your boyfriend right now, eyes shining with adoration and pure lust as you watched him fall apart at the feeling of your pussy clinging to his cock in a death grip.

“H-ha~” Atsumu’s moan was high and broken, his hair disheveled and matted to his forehead by sweat, red flush covering his cheeks, his neck, all the way down to his bare chest. His arms flexed when he gripped your thighs hard, pushing them further up to rest on either sides of your torso, bending you in half. You sighed when it made his dick hit deeper in you, and Atsumu cursed.

“B-baby, fuck.” His voice sounded so wrecked, you were sure you could cum just from that. “Pumped ya full of loads of cum and yer still tight as hell. God, yer so perfect. Pussy made just fer me, yeah?”

You moaned at the words and nodded furiously, the slow slide of his cock growing torturous. He was throbbing inside you, balls tight and ready for him to cum again. Your pelvis was covered in your own juices and his cum, your legs wobbling and shaking in his hold. Your core was tingling with overstimulation, but you wanted more, more, more.

“Tsumu.” you gasped, trying to convey to him what you needed. Your tear filled eyes saw his own face stretch with a wide smirk.

“Whatcha want? Another load? Ya want more cum?” His voice dropped low, eyes like molten earth, burning into you. He leaned over you, resting his weight on you, before he pulled back to slam his hips down hard against you. You yelped when he hit your sweet spot.

“You greedy slut. How much more ya want? Yer spillin all over the place. Can’t even hold this much cum in ya. But ya still want it. Fine, then. Princess gets what princess wants.”

And there was his mouth, running and running, words getting filthier and filthier, slurring together as he picked up the pace. His thrusts were getting more and more sloppy, quicker, desperate. You could feel, for the thousandth time, the knot in your lower stomach tightening. You were so close.

“Make a mess on me, baby. C’mon. Need ta feel ya gush all over me. I know you have it in ya. I know what this sweet pussy can give me. Ya want my cum? Gimme yer cum first, sweetheart. C’mon. Milk my cock-”

And you toppled over the edge, feeling more and more wetness coat your thighs and his hips, babbling nonsensical words while Atsumu talked about how good you looked and how fucking amazing it feels and oh god, he was gonna cum too….

Miya Atsumu’s big mouth came in handy sometimes. The people in his life just didn’t know that.

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simpforboys · 1 year

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meeting the master

neteyam sully x fem!metkayina!reader

summary: when neteyam gets invited to one of your famous parties, he’s not too sure why. he knows of you, but doesn’t know you. you change that.

warnings: fluff, neteyam checking you out, you checking him out

aged up characters ofc, not proof read

this is high key based off the great gatsby fyi🤞

“neteyam! you have to come to y/n’s party tonight!” mukata exclaimed.

he was one of the boys neteyam and his brother quickly befriended in awa’atlu.

neteyam’s ears twitched at your name.

everyone always raved about your parties, how charming and beautiful you were. but neteyam had never seen you.

the more and more he heard about you, the more it intrigued him. how can someone be so great to a whole clan?

that night, deep into the ocean on an island, neteyam disconnected his queue to the ilu. his feet hit the cold sand as he pushed his braids out of his face.

loud cultural music consumed his upturned ears as they twitched from the noise. there were easily over three hundred clan members on the island.

neteyam suddenly felt very insecure. he was the only omatikaya- standing alone- in the middle of a crowded party.

“neteyam!” mukata ushered the man over. neteyam silently thanked eywa for not making him stand alone any longer.

“isn’t this great? one of y/n’s best!” mukata commented, his almond eyes blinking quickly.

“very… lavish.”

throughout the night, neteyam sipped on a specialty drink that was made specifically for that night.

he began to wonder where you actually were. really, he just didn’t know what you looked like.

some metkayina girls approached neteyam, batting their eyelashes and flirting with him.

“have you met y/n yet?” leyra asked.

“i have not.”

“she is like royalty. if tsireya wasn’t the chief’s daughter, everyone would believe y/n is.”

“i’ve heard that she has eaten people.” eyrina said, her voice barely above a whisper.

neteyam’s brow bone raised as his ears twitched.

“don’t be ridiculous-“ leyra gently slapped her friend.

“i believe my friend is calling me,” neteyam dismissed himself. he needed fresh air- the party atmosphere was extremely overwhelming.

he pushed through some brush and found a woman. long curly hair cascaded down her back in a V shape, a fancy loincloth that had shells and pearls decorated on the waist. it hung low on her hips and jewelry filled her finned-arms.

“hello?” he asked softly.

you turned around to hear the voice that startled you. a tall man with broad shoulders and- it was one of the sullys.

the sully family had arrived in awa’atlu a few weeks prior. you blinked your eyes at him, your second eyelid showing as it took a second to disappear.

“hi.”

“getting some air?” he questioned you, joining you to stand by the ocean.

“yes, same with you?” you asked.

“yes ma’am, i needed a break from the crowd.”

you were beyond gorgeous. a flower was tucked behind your ear, purposely balanced on the flesh. you had big, doe eyes that sparkled in the moonlight.

it quickly made neteyam flustered.

his freckles were illuminated under the moon as you stared at him, the white dots seeming placed from eywa in a particular manner.

he was a very handsome man, with almost eight inches of height between your heads.

“i understand. who invited you?” you asked him, your voice gentle as you gazed down at his veiny hands.

“mukata, he said this would be y/n’s biggest party yet. although, i still haven’t met her. and really, i’ve heard so much about her yet i’m surprised she didn’t have a grand entrance to the party introducing herself.”

neteyam felt himself ramble, his eyes finally going to meet your face. you had a blank expression, one he couldn’t read.

“i guess i haven’t been a good host then,” you shrugged.

“what?” neteyam asked, his heart dropping.

you laughed at the man.

“i’m y/n, nice to meet you…”

“neteyam.”

“nice to meet you, neteyam.”

“ngaytxoa (my apologies), y/n, i didn’t know-“

“it’s okay, neteyam.”

you reassurance only made him feel a little better, however the overwhelming guilt was larger.

“no really, i-“

“neteyam, it is fine.” you placed your hand on his bicep, the muscle flexing under your touch. neteyam suddenly realized he was extremely touched starved and craved more of it.

a crimson pink made its way onto his cheeks as he looked out onto the ocean.

“do you want to know a secret?” you whispered, lifting yourself on the tips of your toes to reach his ear.

he softly purred, making your heart stammer.

“i do not really care for parties.”

neteyam turned to look at you, a confused look on his face.

“then why do you throw them?”

you shrugged at the man.

“if i don’t, then this island will remain boring forever.”

neteyam’s ears faltered as you turned to look out at the sea.

“i love the ocean and my home, but sometimes i need change.”

“like a forest?”

you looked back at neteyam to see him giving you a small smile. you grinned back.

“perhaps a forest.”

you and neteyam spent all night talking about your homes, the reason him and his family came to awa’atlu, and many other things.

the sunrise was quickly coming as you rubbed your eyes.

neteyam was laying on the sand next to you as you hugged your knees to your chest, continuing to babble on and on about your lives.

and while you two talked for hours, there was never an awkward moment. everything just felt right.

“i guess we should head back to the main land.” you suggested, seeing the fisherman off in the distance.

neteyam agreed, standing up. he offered you his hand, an electric shock going through both of you as your finned hand connected with his.

he was much stronger than you, his back filled with muscles. and sand.

“neteyam, you have sand on your back.”

without waiting for him to answer, you stepped behind him and ran your hands over his deep blue skin. the stripped patterns looked beautiful as you were mesmerized by his back.

neteyam accidentally let out a loud purr as you grazed against skin, making both of you blush.

“feel nice?” you teased, finally removing your hands from his skin (much to neteyam’s dismay).

the sunrise was dotting on your teal skin, illuminating your features as you stared up at neteyam.

in the beginning of his stay, he had yet to realize why you were so important, why everyone was obsessed with you.

but when he sat and talked with you, he soon found himself realizing just exactly why everyone adored you.

you were thoughtful, intelligent, cared for your people, funny, witty, and many other things he could not put into words.

and he began to think to himself if he could imagine being with anyone else, despite just having met you.

but when eywa calls, neteyam answers. and right now, he can hear a ringing in his ears.

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whumptober · 6 months

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Completionists of 2023 - 1/4

Thank you to everyone for filling out the completionist form - there were so, so many this year! Congratulations to all of you, you've done an amazing job! <3

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tangdao1999 · 3 months

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I've finally made a portrait of my Hero of Kvatch☺️Her name is Leyra, she was once the member of Cheydinhal Sanctuary and one of the best archers among those assasins.

#tes #the elder scrolls #oblivion #champion of cyrodiil #Hero of Kvatch

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ghoul-bonez · 5 months

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~Through the Wind and Rain~

OC x OC set in the “Avatar: The Way of Water” universe…

-Series Masterlist-

Physical Character Analysis

Niri’te-

Starting off with Niri’te, an Omatikaya Na’vi.

I always imagined, and intended for her and Leyra to look drastically different. Niri’te has the signature braided hairstyle of the Omatikaya, and the golden eyes they often have. Her face is longer and leaner, and her eyes more narrow than her lover. She has more ear piercings than usual, all done by herself with the intention of building her independence as she proved nobody could stop her from doing what she wanted. (As the author I gave her more ear piercings than usual to set her apart from the clan and divide her in a slight way.)

Leyra-

Leyra is a Metkayina Na’vi.

I wanted Leyra to look drastically different from Niri’te so to oppose Niri’te’s leaner, I suppose harsher, face Leyra’s is softer, rounder with high cheekbones and large blue eyes. She has long, curly, dark hair that she leaves unrestrained, but occasionally braids bits and pieces.

#avatar the way of water #avatar fanfiction #atwow fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #avatar movie #atwow #atwow fics #avatar oc #na’vi oc

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vanesimsz · 2 days

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One of my male characters, Jason Ortega. Most known as Jace. 20 yrs, lives in Sulani, extreme sports trainer. He has his own business, a small surf academy and growing.

He's also studying his degree in Foxbury. He lives with his dog, Leyra, a cute golden retriever, and the love of his life, a beautiful mermaid ❤️

He's my god, my hot boy, I'm in love with him🥵🫠

https://www.instagram.com/jasonofsulani

#sims 4 blender #blender sims #ts4 blender #ts4 community #sims 4 gameplay #the sims community #sims 4 story

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navibluebees · 1 year

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Pieces of a Soul - Chapter 7

Please read before interacting.

Time to post a bit of my babies and their story. *Warning for a panic attack.

Naomi stopped short, jerking the other two back with her. They spun around quickly, concerned something was wrong. Naomi’s eyes widened and she shook her head. Mìmuk started to raise her hand but then swiftly dropped it. “What is wrong, little one?”

“Meeting her as a clan member is so much different than meeting her as your MOTHER.” Mìmuk ducked her head shyly.

Keveya spoke up, “It will be fine. She will like you.”

Naomi was dubious, but let them lead her on to the tents.

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Once they arrived, she dropped their arms, both of them ducking into the tent. Bouncing on the balls of her feet, she truly considered bolting away back to the labs, but before she could, Mìmuk stuck her head out and held out a hand. Naomi clenched it tightly, allowing herself to be pulled in.

Leyra brightened at her entrance. “Oh! Have you come to learn today?”

Naomi gave her a shy nod and said, “I See You, Leyra.”

“I See You, Naomi.”

With that, Leyra began showing Naomi how to crochet a top. Lyra’s shimmyfly earrings sparkled in the low light as she turned her head to make sure she was paying attention. As they worked, Mìmuk and Keveya on small pouches, and Naomi on a top that was beginning to form an actual shape, she learned that the other two had grown up together. They were always close in terms of skill and passion for the hunt, so they had become very competitive and remained so even now. Many even anticipated them becoming mates at one point. They didn’t spend as much time together now as they had when they were children, but Naomi couldn’t see them enjoying each other’s company much anyway; they seemed to be paired together mostly because they were strong.

Once Leyra had helped Naomi with the finishing touch, she shooed Mìmuk and Keveya out, despite their grumbling. She pulled the tent flaps closed and turned back to Naomi. She smiled softly at her and said, “It is time to try it on. I understand humans are a bit more modest, so I thought you might want some privacy.”

A lump caught in Naomi’s throat just from the simple consideration she had been given. She allowed Leyra to help her with the top, making sure it would be sufficient and cover what she wanted. It was not as thin as what many Omaticaya women wore, but just a simple band around her chest. She twisted her body and stretched her arms making sure it would stay on snugly.

She held Leyra’s hand in thanks and started to pull away. Leyra held her close and her brow furrowed in concern. “Dear Naomi, thank you for what you have done for my daughter. In this time she has known you, I have seen the carefree young child I used to know. I am forever grateful.”

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When Naomi stepped out of the tent, Mìmuk was already looking for her and lit up. “You look… such a great job.. just. Wow.”

Naomi’s eyebrows rose and she thought maybe Norm could see more than she realized. Keveya slowly turned and glanced to her new clothing and back to her face, his nostrils flaring. His eyes widened and his tail flicked sharply. He nodded, his beads clicking together on the small braids that had fallen in front of his face. Naomi glanced between them, overwhelmed at the attention and went to cross her arms over her chest.

Mìmuk frowned and quickly untied the wrap over her loincloth and gently put it across Naomi’s shoulders. She pulled it tightly around her, eyes a bit watery and started to walk away. After a moment more, she couldn’t take it. She felt the pressure building in her chest and just needed to get away. The air was too hot, her chest was too tight. Even the feather-light touch of her hair was making her want to yank it straight out of her head. She sprinted into the forest, the other two shocked but falling in behind her. She tripped over a root but caught her footing and kept going. She panted hard, hearing the other two close behind.

When she couldn’t run anymore, she fell on all fours near a small pond. Her limbs trembled with exhaustion and she pressed her face to the mossy ground, trying to steady her breaths. She pulled back onto her knees and sat there quivering. Mìmuk came up behind her and pulled her back against her chest. “What do you need, little one?”

Naomi couldn’t answer. She felt hot all over and shook so violently she was afraid she would burst. Mìmuk wrapped a hand across her chest and smoothed back her hair. Keveya came closer and sat between Naomi’s legs. Helplessness flitted across his face. He rubbed soothing circles on her leg. He began to sing quietly. Through the haze, Naomi heard his song about his first hunt and kill. She heard him sing of his ikran and the wind beneath them. Eventually she calmed enough to reach for his hand and squeeze it. He held her hand in his and reached up to caress her cheek.

Naomi trembled, trying to stand and with their help, made her way to the edge of the pond. She splashed cool water on her face and dug her fingers into the ground. She opened her mouth to speak, but lacked the words and the strength to. She was more exhausted than she’d ever been. Everything was catching up to her now and she just couldn’t handle it. She crumpled to the ground, hearing her two friends cry out in concern right before she landed.

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Keveya and Mìmuk patted Naomi’s cheeks and shook her shoulders before they realized she wasn’t in the body anymore. They carefully picked her up, helping each other carry her back to the Avatar quarters. They placed her gently on a cot and pulled the blanket over her, tucking the wrap close to her. They left quickly and rushed to the lab pods. When they ducked in, she was nowhere to be seen, so they spoke with the nearest person and asked if they had seen her. The scientist shrugged and went back to their microscope. Mìmuk started to bare her teeth but Keveya gripped her shoulder and shook his head, pulling her back outside.

They saw her sitting between the plants across the yard. The Pandoran flora was so tall, it had hidden her form. They crouched beside her and she gave a weak smile, then turned to look toward the forest. Her face fell. “I’m sorry I ran away. It was just too much. I don’t know how to be Omaticaya. I don’t know how to be strong, how to be a warrior like both of you.”

Mìmuk gave a gentle sigh and softly smoothed Naomi’s hair back. “Of course you do not know, little one. How could you? Hopefully you will never have to be a warrior, but we can teach you if you’d like?” She glanced to Keveya who then nodded solemnly.

He spoke quietly and reached a hand out to hold her knee. “We will teach you. Let us know when you are ready.”

Naomi sniffed and grabbed for both of their hands. “Okay.”

#avatar 2009 #avatar way of water #avatar fanfiction #avatar movie #avatar oc

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rileytwenty · 1 year

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Leyra || the Albino Na'vi MASTERLIST

(x Neteyam)

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4: || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7: coming soon…

Summary: Leyra is an Omaticaya Na’vi who was born albino, and thus is treated poorly by the clan as a ‘freak’. Neteyam has little to no knowledge of this, as his duties as the clan’s future Olo’ektan keep him very busy. One day, by way of a little boy getting lost, they meet. Neteyam is entranced by her unusualness, and she takes a while to warm up to his liking of her.

Slowburn. One-way pining for a little while. Strangers to lovers. Arranged marriage to another. Forbidden love. Secret romance.

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pen-of-roses · 2 years

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Fairytale WIP OCs: Rowyn

With the sword in hand, facing horrors that most would flee before, it seems impossible not to realize who they were before. The fight is a dance to them, movements graceful and effortless, but with a viscous edge to them if you catch a glimpse of their face, now flecked with gold.

Their face...

It seems a wonder she could miss it before, but the reality is that was the point.

The cold hatred in their face now is a far cry from their usual carefree smile, the one that makes them look young. And that heavy cloak they’re almost never without does well to hide their figure, making them look small and unassuming. Nonthreatening. No different than the fox form they favor. But moments like now without it, they’re all muscle that no one can doubt came from years of training and fighting.

They look wild with the creature's gold blood on their face, and strands of pink hair falling out of the normally too carefully kept braid. Combined with the white horns, the scales creeping up their neck that mark the vey, and the viciousness...

It’s no wonder that they say they all have the blood of the dragons of old.

When the fight ends, all this will disappear, and they’ll be the simple wanderer once more.

But she’d do well not to forget that Rowyn is still the last knight of the Veyrit. And they were once called the Champion of Leyra.

-Damen of Moorfyren on Rowyn of Ardrisilen.

#fairytale wip #writing #wip excerpt #character intro #rowyn #should I actually do a tag list for this story #maybe #idk

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adamwatchesmovies · 3 months

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Mirage (2018)

The mysteries within Mirage are compelling enough to make it worth a watch, though a dozen questions raised during the conclusion threaten to cause its collapse. Other movies have used its premise before but not quite like this, which makes it unique.

In 1989, a 72-hour electrical storm opens a "passage" to the future. Through his television, young Nico (Julio Bohigas-Couto) receives a warning from 2014 and avoids a traffic accident that would've killed him. By communicating with the boy, Vera Roy (Adriana Ugarte) has altered the past and now, she no longer recognizes the present around her. Meanwhile, young Nico investigates the event that would’ve sent him running through traffic in the first place: the murder of a neighbor by her husband (Javier Gutiérrez Álvarez).

There are two plots to follow and they’re connected by a mystery. In the previous version of the past, Nico confronted Angel Prieto with the bloody knife, ran into traffic and was struck by a car. Angel then confessed to his crime and was arrested. Now, the twelve-year-old is trying to gather evidence to put him away - a challenge considering his age. In the present, Vera is a little slow on the intake. She’s looking for her daughter, her husband and/or a way to contact 1989 and undo whatever Nico did to change her world - it could've been anything between that night and today. Got that? Now let’s dig in properly.

With Nico and Vera (presumably) only being loosely tied together, you’re not sure what will happen to Nico in the past. For all you know, something might happen to Nico and then the present might revert to the way it was before. Alternately, something Vera discovers in the new present might help the boy in the past, which might then bring back her husband and daughter. It’s fun to wonder about what's coming next while piecing together the mysteries.

When it comes to the dramatic aspect of the story, Adriana Ugarte is entirely responsible for its success. As an outsider looking in, you quickly wrap your mind around the time tunnel stuff and it can get a little tiresome watching her bewilder everyone she meets with her stories of a daughter that “doesn’t exist” and a boy from 1989 she met through a TV. Thankfully, she makes her character's desperation palpable and you become invested in her quest with relative ease.

The other versions of this story I’ve seen before both included a serial killer, which elevated the stakes in a way this film never quite manages to. The film is also quite long at 128 minutes, which allows scenes that should’ve been cut to remain. At one point, for example, Vera discovers a book an author wrote called Mirage, all about a boy in 1989 who said he communicated with someone from the future. She presents this as proof to the Inspector helping her (Chino Darín) that she isn’t crazy but if anything it makes her seem much loonier than before.

During the final act, writer/director Oriol Paulo (who co-writes with Lara Sendim) makes several major mistakes with a big revelation about Inspector Leyra. To anyone watching, it was obvious that he had a much bigger part to play in this story than seemed at first and it’s true: he is the grown-up version of Nico. Not only that, the reason Vera’s daughter is gone is because she and Nico met and fell in love in this alternate present, preventing her from meeting and starting a family with her previous husband. This raises a whole lot of uncomfortable questions. Nico spent 25 years waiting for her, knowing she would one day ride a specific train at a specific station. He might not have gas-lit her into falling in love with him, but this whole time she’s running around and he never fills her in on what the new reality is like. More problematic is the ultimatum she gives him once she finds out the truth. She commits suicide so that he has to contact his younger self and alter the present once more so he can save her - big yikes there. Even before that, the man is a police officer, investigating his own wife as she’s accusing Mr. Prieto of murder - the man he accused of murder as a child. I’d love to see what kind of insane courtroom drama would follow this story.

Despite one blunder after another during the conclusion, Mirage is compelling to watch, the performances are strong and the premise intriguing. As something you’d watch at home for the price of a subscription, I can recommend it. (Original Spanish version with English subtitles, November 12, 2021)

#Mirage #movies #films #movie reviews #film reviews #Oriol Paulo #Lara Sendim #Adr5iana Ugarte #Chino Darin #Javier Gutierrez #Alvaro Morte #Nora Navas #2018 movies #2018 films

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kinktober 2023 -> day 10

video taping - suna rintarou x reader

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kinktober masterlist

Suna had many pictures of you. And he didn’t just mean innocent ones of you eating ice cream or holding up a peace sign. He meant the racy ones that he kept under lock and key in a hidden folder on his phone that only opened by face recognition. Whether they were nudes you had sent him at some point during your many late night texting conversations, or pictures he had personally taken of you when you were getting hot and heavy, the fox-eyed pro athlete had a sturdy roster of materials he could use to jack off to during volleyball season away games, where many weeks would go by before he could feel your body against his again.

It was during a particularly rough two month stint away from home when Suna realized that even though he had a wide variety of photos of you in compromising positions, he was severely lacking in videos.

Well, that just wouldn't do.

So the next time he had you sitting on the floor between his legs, head bobbing up and down on his dick as you slowly licked and sucked over him, he reached for his phone, clicking the record button to capture the sight in front of him. He couldn’t resist. There’s no way he could pass this up. This was something he needed desperately in his wank bank.

“Rin, what are you doing?” You inquired with a quizzical look on your face, one of your hands wrapped around the base of his cock, the tip mere inches from your shiny lips. Suna felt himself twitch, hips jerking up a bit until your mouth kissed his dick again.

“Keep going baby, c’mon.” His voice was already wrecked, watching you through the phone screen as his hand reached behind your head, coaxing you down until your mouth had opened again to welcome him inside. He sighed in relief and hummed his approval, watching you get back to work.

There was something so fucking hot about watching all this through a screen, especially when he could feel what was happening right behind the camera. You looked up into the camera lens as you slurped all over his cock, eyes swimming with tears when he hit the back of your throat, one hand holding his shaft steady while the other toyed with his balls.

“That’s it, baby.” Suna groaned. “You’re a natural. The camera loves you.”

That got a moan out of you, making Suna curse and struggle to not let his head fall back and eyes slip shut. He needed to watch this, needed to see, even though this would be on video, he needed to see it as it was happening, as you really got into the whole camera thing.

There was another thing he really needed to get on film. So as he felt himself getting closer to the brink, he pulled your head off, groaning when you immediately replaced your mouth with your hand and stroked him fast and tight until he came in long spurts all over your face, your mouth open to catch just a little bit on your tongue. The sight made Suna dizzy with pleasure, and when you looked up at the camera, tongue still hanging out and face covered in white, he nearly came again.

That video carried Suna’s orgasms on its back for the next two weeks he spent away from you for game season. And Suna vowed he could get more videos of you, ideas of different positions and angles racing through his head already.

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#suna rintarou #suna rintarou x reader #suna rintarou smut #suna rintarou x you #suna rintarou x y/n #suna rintarou fanfiction #suna rintarou imagine #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintaro smut #suna rintaro x you #suna rintaro imagine #suna rintaro fic #suna rintaro x y/n #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu imagines #kinktober

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