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Lost and found – Chapter 1
adult Neteyam x female human scientist
Words: 3k
Summary: Neteyam hates humans. One day, he finds you all alone and lost in the forest, but quickly decides against killing you. What might be the odd reason for that?
Warnings: explicit smut, minors dni, non-con elements / dub-con, p in v, creampie, Na‘vi in heat, alien biology, language barrier, kinda dark!neteyam, neteyams pov, size kink, size difference
Notes: check my masterlist for all parts
Neteyam isn’t really fond of humans.
Spider wasn’t an exception. Neteyam was sure that even he would one day betray his family for his own race. The oldest Sully had his reasons for keeping his distance towards them, no matter if they considered themselves his family’s friends or ally’s. For all his life, he hadn’t exchanged much more than a few words with Norm and Max and avoids them for most of the time. Neteyam also makes sure to stay away from the laboratories and most human technology.
It’s not just that he doesn’t like them. Neteyam despises humans. They can’t be trusted. All they bring, is pain and suffering. His mother had raised him that way. And that's exactly why he doesn't hesitate to draw his bow, when he stumbles upon a human female in the forest. She seems to be alone, unarmed and visible lost. An easy target and it would be one less of them on Pandora.
Neteyam takes a deep breath, draws his bow, ready to shoot, but then… then there’s a breeze of wind and some of her scent is blown in his direction. He stops himself immediately.
Usually humans smell gross. Disgusting even. They smell like something they call soap, a weird chemical and something he can't really describe. They just smell like human.
But that little female is different. He can’t pinpoint it. She smells sweet, like a fruit even. Neteyam can almost taste it on his tongue. Hesitantly, he lowers his bow and keeps watching her from afar. She’s not necessarily ugly, not even for a human, but she’s still weird to his eyes. Alien looking. She’s mumbling something in her foreign language, a language he’s never bothered to learn. Was she talking to herself?
She seems nervous, almost scared as she looks around. Paranoid. She’s definitely lost.
Neteyam can’t spot any weapons on her, so he figures she’s not one of the human warriors or dream walkers. She probably lost her people somewhere in the forest. They might’ve been killed by some predator. Neteyam kinda hopes that’s the case.
A light breeze blows her scent in his direction once again and he can't help but inhale deeply. The humans scent clouds his head, like a thick fog that makes it hard to think of anything else than to— to mate. His eyes widen in shock at the realization. The tall Na’vi can almost feel his pupils dilate. His body seemed to act without his consent. Her scent had really triggered his urge to mate with her. A human, of all things. He shakes his head as if that would’ve helped to clear his mind. Of course it didn’t.
Neteyam should feel disgusted with himself. But there was really nothing he could do to restrain himself anymore. Once a male Na‘vi has chosen a female, their body acts immediately, whether they like it or not… He was done for.
Neteyam knows he has to mate right now or the next few hours are going to be really, really painful for him. Usually, female Na‘vi can scent the males hormones too and both of them fall into heat together– if they’ve chosen each other. But she’s a human. She can’t fall into heat. She can’t smell his scent, with her small, useless human nose. It’s covered with one of those oxygen masks anyways. She’s unable to choose him as a mate, can’t form the tsaheylu with him… so why would his body curse him by choosing her?
If a Na‘vi isn’t chosen by their preferred mate, they usually go through heat alone. It’s really painful and can last twice as long without a way to release.
But she’s no Na‘vi. She’s a human. It doesn’t matter if she chooses him. He had chosen her and that should be enough, Neteyam decides for himself.
Quietly, Neteyam jumps from the branch he was watching her from and lands almost silently on the moss covered ground, right in front of her feet. The female shrieks and falls backwards to land on her bottom with a thump. His much larger frame towers over her and a gasp leaves her lips when she looks up at him. Neteyam tilts his head and the movement causes some strands of his braided hair to fall over his shoulder.
"P-Please don’t kill me!" She squeaks. Some of the words he actually does understand and with his ears flat against his head, he crouches down in front of her. Despite everything, he doesn’t want to scare her too much.
Protectively, she holds her hands up in front of her face. Neteyam curiously reaches out and grabs her thin wrists to get a better look at her fingers. Four fingers and a thumb, just like dad and his siblings. Frightened, she wants to withdraw her hand, but the Na’vi is superior to her strength and doesn’t move an inch. She struggles against his hold, unknown words falling from her mouth as she tries to free herself. He can’t help it, the sight in front of him was pathetic and comically and he chuckles. The tiny female looks at him dumbfounded.
With her wrist still firmly in his hold, he pulls her a little closer, until he's close enough to sniff at the skin of her neck. She smells a lot stronger from up close. It’s so sweet and intense, it makes his tail sway in excitement. When he inhales again, he can feel heat bloom in his chest, spreading like a fever until he feels hot all over. His cock stiffens, presses hard against his loincloth. The need for touch was slowly becoming overwhelming and unbearable, eclipsing all of his rational thoughts. He needs her. Now.
Neteyam can feel how her breathing stops, as if she believed he couldn’t see her if she stopped breathing. Cute, he thinks.
With one swift motion, the Na‘vi has the tiny human flat on her stomach. He’s quick to hold her slim arms tight together behind her back, needing just one hand, before she starts to squirm below him. He crouches over her legs, his thighs spread wide to cage her in. "Hey, s-stop!", she protests loudly, "What are you doing?"
"I won’t hurt you", Neteyam tells her with a sigh and it’s the honest truth. Hurting his future mate wouldn’t be very honorable of him. And he wasn’t the type for these kind of things either– human or not. But she doesn’t respond. She only turns her head, to look at him over her shoulder, with a frown. The human obviously had no idea what he was saying, which makes this whole thing a lot harder. But there was something else that slowly got harder too…
Neteyam palms himself over his loincloth and her eyes widen. "Wait, wait a minute–", she wiggles in his hold and unintentionally arches her back against him, much to his surprise. With his free hand, he holds her hips right there. Her body is much different compared to a Na‘vi. Her hips are wide and her bottom is plump. She’s also wearing those strange alien clothes, much to his distaste. To his eyes, they’re simply ugly. And they’re covering most of her body, shielding it from his hungry gaze. But not for much longer, Neteyam decides and reaches for his knife. The human immediately pleads in her native tongue and he rolls his eyes. With a squeeze to her wrists he tries to signal to her, that she better not dare to move. It seems like she actually understood this time, because when he slowly let’s go of her arms, she really doesn’t move an inch- even keeps her arms behind her back. "That’s right", he nods and it sounds as if he was talking to a newly claimed ikran, "Stay still."
With his knife, he makes quick work to cut through the seams of her pants, top and those weird undergarments. The humans eyes are squeezed shut as her clothes fall off of her, leaving her bare before him. Her skin is oddly flawless. No stripes, obviously. But no scars either. So she’s definitely no warrior. Matter of fact, she looks like she’s never been outside before. There’s not a single scratch on her perfect skin. She might be one of those scientists, like Norm and Max, maybe?
She’s shaking like a leaf in the wind and her breathing is rapid and anxious. Neteyam hesitates for a moment, but then he lowers his head to place a gentle, comforting kiss on the nape of her neck and she gasps. "I won’t hurt you", he tells her again, but slower this time. Carefully, he moves her arms and places them next to her head in a position that seems more comfortable for her. He wanted her to feel good, enjoy this too.
Neteyam kisses her again, on her shoulder this time. And then against the shell of her ear. Her ear is soft and round and so different from his own, he can’t help but close his teeth around her earlobe, gently nibbling on it. Then he moves further, trailing small kisses down her spine and her back arches even more, almost instinctively. He moves quietly behind her, undoing his loincloth before giving his length a few experimental thrusts into his palm. His cock is painfully hard, throbbing in his hand. The head is already leaking pre-cum, swollen and neglected and he can’t help but groan and pray that he’s able to restraint himself a little longer, enough to prepare her for his size– otherwise he would probably rip the little human clean in half.
Another wave of her sweet scent rolls off of her and Neteyam‘s lips widen into a smug grin.
“I can smell you, little one", he tells her with a chuckle, "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” But she doesn’t respond. She’s silent, save for the sound of her breathing.
Neteyam’s hands then find the curve of her bottom. He kneads her plumb flesh, curiously spreading her soft cheeks to get a better view of what he longed for. The human mewls for him to 'don’t look' and 'not there' as far as he can understand, yet she keeps holding completely still. And that only makes him want to tease her even more. With his thumbs, he then proceeds to spread her lips and he can’t help but lick his lips at the sight of her tiny cunt clenching around nothing. She leaks of slickness, the clear, sticky liquid immediately coating his digits as he slides them through her folds. A small moan escapes her mouth and Neteyam can see how she immediately covers her mouth with her small, five fingered hands.
Ever so slowly, he then slides his index finger inside her. It’s rewarded by another one of her sweet moans and the squelching sounds that form once he’s starting to thrust his finger in and out of her. She’s warm and wet and Neteyam feels her heart beat under every inch of skin his other hand can reach. He holds her hip, guides her to keep her back arched and then adds another finger to scissor her open.
Her breath comes in quick gasps and Neteyam can feel her limbs tremble. He wishes he would understand the words falling from her mouth, wondering if she wanted more, if she wanted him to make her come like this or if she was already begging to be mated. He really hopes it’s the latter, because he was slowly reaching is limit. He retreats his fingers from her pussy, his arms encircle her and then draw her bottom closer to his crotch. He leans over her, his body dwarfs her slender frame, his nose presses into the hollow of her neck and he’s inhaling her scent once again. "So sweet", he mumbles and then leans back on his heels.
"Spread yourself for me", Neteyam tells her but the look she throws at him over her shoulder let’s him know that she struggles to understand. "Like this", he then guides her hands, helps her understand what he wants her do to and she gets it immediately. With her small hands spreading her own cheeks, he‘s able to line up the thick head of his cock with her entrance.
He pushes forward with some effort, the tip slowly sinking into her tight, wet tunnel, spreading her wide around his cock. The human bites her lip, whimpering softly when he enters her, hands trembling as she continues to spread herself. "That’s it", Neteyam huffs out a breath, sinking further into the heat of her cunt, "Just like that, keep yourself open for me." His shaft, hard and thick, pushes past her lips and he can feel her soft walls clench around him. It was a tight fit but Neteyam manages to make it work and if the sharp breath he heard underneath him was any indication, it must’ve felt good for her as well.
Neteyam was completely absorbed by the feeling of the tiny humans pussy. It seemed to lovingly embrace his cock, to massage it and cling to it when he pulls out a few inches. He’s transfixed by the way her plump cheeks jiggle when his hips met hers, so he repeats the motion, thrusting his cock into her again and again. The familiar melody of the forest was now expanded by her moaning and the steady beat of their flesh slapping together.
Neteyam moves his hips fast and hard, panting heavily. His face was bright with arousal, his bare chest wet with sweat and it felt so, so fucking good. Nothing on Pandora could be compared to this feeling, to the tight clutch of this humans pussy and the noises she made just for him– for her mate.
"Shit– you feel so good, so tight, little human." His eyes were foggy with lust, and his shaft twitched and throbbed wildly inside her. The velvety-soft feeling of her walls was enough to make him forget everything but the pleasure he craved. Neteyam wasn’t himself anymore. Everything about her made him lose his mind further, made him want nothing else but to cum inside her and claim her as his mate. The Na‘vi was working single mindedly towards that goal, desperately thrusting over and over into her, chasing the ecstasy of his oncoming climax.
The tiny human below him panted and gasped, shuddering from each firm, deep stroke of his cock. Her inner walls clung tightly to his shaft, squeezing him, flexing around his warm, intruding length, coaxing him deep inside with each thrust.
Neteyam fell into a steady pace, the swing of his hips becoming quick and rhythmic. The slap of skin on skin filled his ears, joined by the breathless panting and moans that escaped her lips, sounding more and more desperate with each passing second. He could see her eyes rolling back as pleasure overtook her. "I‘m gonna come", were the words she repeated alongside curses and moans, again and again and Neteyam came to realize that she was probably trying to tell him that she was close to her release.
Everything was too much. The firm snap of his hips against hers, the lingering smell of sex in the air and her sweet, heavenly pheromones coursing through his system all mixed together, creating the perfect storm to completely break his mind. The human didn’t scream when she came, but her lips parted in a silent cry, followed by shamelessly moaning of words and curses he did not understand and Neteyam regrets not telling her his name beforehand. He wanted her to moan it, scream it from the top of her lunges for everyone to hear. "Fuck, yes, cum for me", he curses under his breath while his tail instinctively wraps around her leg as if trying to hold her even closer, "Feels so good, sweet girl. Can feel you squeezing my cock, oh shit—"
The human comes hard, her pussy clenching tight around his cock as he thrust forward one last time. The Na‘vi groans, ears flattened as he reached his limit with a hiss. He buries his cock deep inside her rhythmically-pulsing cunt, grunting as he pumps his release straight into her womb. She moans and quivers as she‘s filled, his heat pouring into her, filling her to the absolute brim before spilling over and bubbling onto the soft moss below her knees.
Neteyam doesn’t know how much time had passed, how long he had stayed buried inside the tightness of her warm, spongy walls. But the heavy fog in his brain slowly starts to thin out and finally, he’s able to think straight again. When he glances over her shoulder, he finds her eyes closed shut, her face flushed red, yet her features seem entirely relaxed and calm. Neteyam can’t help but smile. Poor thing, he thinks. Humans were known for their low stamina amongst his kind, so it was likely that she must’ve fallen asleep.
The human below him squirms in her sleep, once he’s found the strength to pull out and more of his release seeps out of her cunt. The sight before him is almost enough to make him hard again, but then, somewhere near them, a twig breaks as if something or someone had stepped on it.
Neteyam’s ears rise, senses immediately on high alert. It’s suspiciously silent for a while so the Na‘vi quickly shuffles to his feet, hastily tying his loincloth around his hip again. The humans breathing is still slow and shallow, even as he picks her up. He gently tugs her arms over his shoulder and adjusts her legs around his hips, so she can cross them behind his back. With one hand on her bottom and the other one securing the back of her head, he carries the unconscious human, his mate, away from any possible danger. Deeper into the forest and to the safety of his home, as she was now his. And he would protect what was his.
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Propaganda
Ava Gardner (The Killers, The Barefoot Contessa)— She's so goddamn hot. Her and Frank Sinatra could've sandwiched me and I would've thanked them for the privilege
Patricia Neal (A Face in the Crowd, Hud, Breakfast at Tiffany's)—i just think she she emanates a raw sexual energy...i want her to divorce me
This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.
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Ava Gardner:
Ava Gardner is one of my favorite actresses of all time. Although a lot of her roles in movies are about her being beautiful and nothing else, there are some films where her acting truly shines.
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HER FACE. LOOK AT IT. Also was a life long supporter of civil rights and a member of the NAACP, had lots of fun love affairs with other stars, bullfighters, married several times but was also happy in between to just have lovers and was unapologetically herself.
I literally gasp every time I see her.
Between 1942 and 1964, Ava Gardner was credited in no less 50 films, and is still considered by some to be the most beautiful actresses that ever graced the silver screen. Despite life-long insecurities regarding her talent as an actress, she weathered public scandal, industry hostility, and outright condemnation by the Catholic Church with fearless grace. She would later in life talk candidly about the reality and pain of living through two (studio approved!!) abortions during her short marriage to Frank Sinatra, and while the two of them could not make their relationship work, they remained in each other’s lives for nearly 30 years. She would forever describe herself as a small-town girl who just got lucky, but always felt like a beautiful outsider.
Really genuinely one of the most beautiful human beings I have ever seen. An autodidact. Had amazing chemistry with Gregory Peck to the point where I do think about watching On The Beach again sometimes because they're so good together even though that movie did destroy me. Was a great femme fatale in many movies.
Patricia Neal:
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scene 03: get in loser, we’re going shopping
original prompt: gotham academy's mentorship program
more at: table of contents
timeline: much later after scene 1 & 2
Danny and Damian sat at one of the corner tables in the library. Danny had finals coming up, and was busy reviewing the term’s worth of topics from all his classes. Damian, who had insisted on joining him, sat bored. having nothing left to study.
Danny looked at the younger boy when he sighed for the 3rd time in the past five minutes. Deciding that maybe he should take a break and indulge Damian, Danny finished the last problem, and let his book shut with a loud finality.
Damian looked up at him hopefully, “Are you done, now?” He asked. Danny could tell he was trying his best to not seem too eager, but Danny couldn’t help but laugh at his antics.
“Yup,” packing his things away first, he waited for Damian, when he noticed what the boy had taken up in his boredom. “Woah, Damian.” He whispered in awe, picking up the paper closest to him. “You did this?”
Damian seemed to need a moment to understand what Danny was referring to before becoming flustered and embarrassed, a soft pink spreading on his ears, “It was simply mindless work.” He sounded defensive, like someone had berated him for his artist interests before. Danny tried not to react to that, knowing Damian would probably find it insulting.
The sketch was on the back of a math worksheet Damian had long since completed, it was of a fighter who seemed to be using his sword to attack a nondiscript opponent. Danny knew from his many intensive training sessions with Pandora that the figure's form was slipping into leaving them open for an easy frontal attack from their opponent, while simultaneously leaving the fighter to not have the range of motion they might need to defend themselves. Most of the lines of the drawing were scratchy and short but overly repeated giving the fighter the illusion of fast movement, directly in contrast the hard outline of the fighter’s form made it seem like the fighter was stuck in their position.
Liminals and liminal-agencent people by definition did not have a strong awareness to manipulate ectoplasm consciously like other more ghostly beings could. Coincidentally, liminals tended to leak their own internally produced and stored ectoplasm when they acted on their deep emotions. Scientifically this usually showed itself as a person ‘harnessing their full potential’ in moments of crisis or in some more extreme and rarer cases accessing their metagene (meta’s were not to be confused with liminals or ghostly beings they hold few to no similarities outside of coincidence). Danny had known from the beginning that Damian was a liminal, likely from prolonged exposure to ectoplasm, and paradoxically had a difficult time understanding and accessing his own emotions. Emotional negligence was never healthy for an ectoplasmic being, and Danny knew it would be a long process for Damian to learn how to properly deal with his layered and complex emotions.
That being said, there was a steady level of ectoplasm spread over the paper, something that did not match what Danny would have expected from Damian’s current state with his emotional and subsequently his ectoplasmic abilities. The fighter was clearly a character Damian had either consciously or subconsciously created to represent himself.
Danny could work with this.
During the long moment of silence Damian seemed to have grown more and more anxious for Danny’s reaction. Danny let his emotions display easily on his face, wide eyed, “This is so good, Damian. I didn’t know you drew. Do you like art?”
“I do not draw. Art is a meaningless waste of time and only those without higher goals would indulge in such an activity.” Damian sounded conflicted, and the words he was saying were pretty obviously echoed from what someone else had said to him.
“That’s ridiculous,” Danny scoffed, “Art is a very important basis for almost everything. I mean it would feel pretty stale to live in a world where there was no uniqueness anywhere. Drawing, painting, writing, acting, sculpting, singing, or whatever else, are all unique forms of making something that no one else could truly ever recreate exactly. Even if it’s minute, there are always differences in the way that one person would commit to something than another person. It’s the basis of humanity and in the core of the human mind. If you try to block it so harshly from yourself, you’ll end up locking up an integral part of yourself that sets you apart from the other 7 million people on this planet.”
Damain stood there, considering what Danny said.
Not waiting another moment, Danny grabbed Damian’s bag heading out of the library. “What are you doing?” Damian asked suspiciously, quickly falling in step with Danny, grabbing his bag back.
Danny smirked at him, “We’re going shopping, Loser.”
Damian looked scandalied at the nickname, not understanding the reference. “I am not a loser.” he huffed.
Danny just laughed as they waited for the next bus. Once they got to their stop and entered the store, Danny beelined for where he knew the art supplies to be. Damian followed behind him, unfamiliar with the store.
Sure, if Damian wanted, he could easily buy the more top of the line supplies, after all he was a Wayne. But Danny was pointedly a broke scholarship kid right now, and it didn’t sit right to let Damian pay for things he was buying, no matter how much of a trust fund kid he may be. Not that Danny was exactly broke, but he imagined the cashiers at their local supermarket wouldn’t appreciate him trying to pay for a sketchbook, a couple sketch pens and pencils, and a 25 pack of Crayola markers with solid gold coins.
It was around 4:30 when they left the store with their stuff, Damian eyeing the bag curiously the whole time. They walked the rest of the way to a local cafe, and Danny sat Damian down.
“Okay, we’ll be here for the next hour,” He pulled out his own sketchpad, the concepts filling the pages were more accurately blueprints more than drawings, “Draw whatever you want.”
“I don’t know what to draw.” Damian huffed, awkwardly taking the supplies from Danny, and examining his surroundings carefully. Damian sat in the corner for a while, blending into the surroundings as he watched how the world spun around him. Danny was half-way through reviewing one of his older designs when Damian finally decided to open the pack of pencils and the first strike on the paper was made. They stayed there for long over the allotted hour, both sucked into their own projects.
“I finished.” Damian breathed in satisfaction, stretching his hand and back in his chair at the admission.
Danny eyed him with curiosity. “Can I see?” He asked. Danny wasn’t sure how right he had been about Damian using drawing to help regulate his ectoplasm and emotions, and he wanted to check how consistent it would be. Also he was really curious to see what he had drawn.
Damian looked a little bashful at his request, but he nodded, handing the sketch book over to Danny. Danny could easily feel the ectoplasmic energy scattered across the page, it wasn’t as constant as the first drawing had been, but it was still there. So he was right.
The drawing this time was of what had likely originally meant to be the barista, based on the outlines of the industrial coffee machine and register that had started out but been forgotten later for the center of the piece. The man was wearing an apron similarly like the one the barista had been wearing and a similar uniform, but that was the only similarities that Danny could draw from his surroundings in the drawing. The man, unlike their teenaged barista, was quite aged, with thin but well groomed hair, and a mustache. He had a longer face scattered with wrinkles of old age. The old man was looking down, presumably working on something, and seemingly happy with whatever it was. The ecto-signature was more concentrated around the old man, leading Danny to believe it was someone Damian likely loved and admired.
“You’re so good at this.” Danny complemented, honestly. “Did you have fun?” He asked, it was starting to get dark and they had stayed at the cafe longer than Danny had asked him to without complaint.
“Yeah, I did.” He answered after a moment. Danny ruffled his hair affectionately, “Hey, you’re gonna mess it up.” He complained, making no effort to remove himself.
“C’mon, let’s get you home. I have to go to work soon.” Danny led them out of the store, just in time for an expensive looking black car to pull around the bend and expertly stop in front of him.
“Young Master Damian, I’ve come to pick you up.” An old British gentleman spoke from the driver seat, it was the man from the drawing.
“Understood, Alfred.” Damian turned to hand the art supplies back to Danny.
“They’re yours.” Danny refused.
“I’ll take care of them.” Damian promised, placeing the supplies carefully inside his book bag.
“I’m sure you will.” Danny nodded, stepping back so the car could drive away.
“Mister Daniel, I would have no problem taking you home as well. It is quite late now.” The driver spoke kindly. It surprised Danny how accurate Damian had drawn that picture without so much as a reference.
“No it’s alright.” Danny waved away the idea, “I have to go to work now, and it’d be too out of the way for you.” He explained.
The driver didn’t press, but Danny noticed how his eye caught on something in the distance before he bid his farewells and left.
Danny made his way to the bus stop, and waited, mindlessly scrolling through his phone. Moments later another older teen approached the bus stop as well, waiting idly for the transport to arrive. He had black hair with a white tuft in the front, a sign of prolonged ectoplasmic exposure Danny knew all too well, roughly 6’ and some inches, and wore a hood of his red jacket over half his head.
Danny supposed it was fitting for someone who called himself the Red Hood.
The bus arrived, and both Danny and his co-passenger got at the stop before Arkham Asylum. Park Row AKA Crime Alley. By the time Danny clocked in and changed into his uniform for his shift it was already dark outside.
“Welcome to BatBurger.” He said in chorus with the rest of the workers at the bell chime of the door opening. The man walked to the counter silently, his white tuft of hair skillfully swept under a baseball cap he hadn’t had before. When he approached Danny’s station, Danny took his order, and right before completing the transaction, as per procedure, “Can I get a name for your order?” He asked.
“Jason Todd.”
#the effects of talia's parenting is showing and danny is a little concerned#damian learning to channel is inner artist#love to see it#also i really wanted to explore liminalness and ectoplasm here so theres that#idk if its kinda random lol#jason trained by the bats and the LoA mob boss extraordinaire and holder of bat paranoia: gives his full legal name#danny: 0_o#jason is literally so dumb smh#danny and damian bonding#damian inherited his dad's emotional competence#luckily danny's here to save the day
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payback’s a bitch.
don’t forget to dm me for commissions <3
summary: in which y/n birthday comes but is slightly ruined but still comes out great, y/n takes this as the chance to get payback on eren after last time.
warnings: a bit of dom y/n, slapping, fighting, choking, reverse cow girl, missionary, mature scenes over all, a bit of sub eren, dom eren, etc.
part 1
“y/n wake your thick ass up !!” yelling into you ear while giving you a slap to the ass eren got up so he could be able to change into an outfit so you guys can go head to your college. “I’m up nigga… damn.” waking you stretched your back while getting up to go do your daily routine. taking off your bonnet and unhooking the rollers in your to let down your now curled and layered jet black lace with blonde highlights.
slipping on your outfit for the day and getting your stuff to head out you headed towards eren who was waiting in his car for you. sliding into the passenger seat with a slight limp and putting your stuff down in front of you. “aww why are you limping sweet mama?” rubbing your cheek while saying so with a damn smile like he doesn’t know the reason.
“nigga- drive before you get beat up.” slapping his hand away from face while he laughed as he started the car and headed to the destination. upon arriving eren held hands with you. this gave you the time to take on his outfit which he was basically matching you but different shoes. “happy birthday mamaa” he whispered in your ear while handing you a Pandora bracelet with y’all initials on it. “thank you so muchhh !! it’s so pretty” slipping it on you hugged him while he gave you a kiss on the forhead. “anything for my favorite lady.”
“awww that’s so sweett~ is that pandora?? I could’ve sworn eren gave me the same thing for my birthday~” turning around while still hugging you turned around to see historia with her little groupies. eren sighed and rolled his eyes, all you did was size her up then looked up at eren “you better get that bitch before I do because I’m really trying to be holly jolly today, I really am.” letting him go you turned to look her way. “historia what is you fucking problem bro? you and these fucking lies.” eren stood in front of you just in case something happens so he can deescalate the situation. “eren why are you acting like this? you were just with me a couple days ago.” you knew she was lying because you with eren all week but she still had you fucked up.
“you know what” taking off your beanie and tying your hair up quickly, you moved around eren and punched that bitch right in the face. not giving her anytime to react you continued to land blows while getting on top of her. one of her friends tried to jump you to which eren pushed her out the way “uh uh ! y’all not finna jump shit cuz I’m ready to fight bout mine, who want it ?!” making sure no one jumped eren let you keep going till it was enough so he broke y’all up and held you back.
“what tf I’m bleeding !!” historia got up a bit shaky with her hair all over the place and blood on her face (bars). laughing at her because there was not a scratch or wrinkle on you, you still looked the same after you got out the car. grabbing erens hand and your stuff you continued your day like nothing happened.
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“girl tell me why your ass is all over social media for beating historia ass” looking down at your friend ximora’s phone to see what she was talking about. “welp that’s what tf she gets cuz she tried me.” you were currently hanging with your best friend because eren wanted to get his house ready for your birthday before he takes you out.
heading towards your closet you changed into your going out outfit while letting your friend do your makeup for your birthday. she eventually gave you a gift which was a small heart necklace and flowers. you guys hugged then you got a message from eren telling you to come outside. walking slowly because of your heals you headed towards him as he took in your beauty. “damn mama you look.. gorgeous” walking to your side he kissed your cheek while opening his car door for you letting you get in as he closed the door to drive you guys to the restaurant.
—— (time skip past the restaurant that’s too much explaining.)
“thank you baby dinner was amazing and thank you for all the gifts.” taking off your makeup and outfit and switching into a pink laced thong and white crop top. “you’re welcome mama you know I’d anything for you.” getting up to hug you while giving you a rub on the ass. “eren..” “hm?” “I wanna fuck.” looking up at him while saying so all he did was smile and pick you up taking you to his bedroom while each others clothes off and kissing each other.
“spread them legs for me ma” he rasped out while rubbing your thighs, eren watched as you slowly opened your legs as far as you can while spreading your thick folds with your index and middle finger. “you nasty bitchhh” rubbing his thumb on your clit while watching you let out a pleasurable sight and grip onto his hand. “you want it mama?” he asked knowingly, grinding his dick against your cunt while leaning over you and kissing on your neck. “yess~ give it to me ‘ren” pressing a kiss on your lips and guiding his dick into you slowly he held onto your hands as he spoke sweet nothings and threw in some dirty words into your ear.
“oh shit~ right there rennn~” wrapping your hands around him you felt out of it. he was thrusting so deep and slow it felt like he was digging you out. “you like that? huh?~” eren groaned near your ear while rubbing and tugging onto your nipples adding more to your pleasure. “m-more, harder~ please eren~” sliding one of your hands onto his ass, gripping it while forcing him to make his hips go harder into you. “y/nnnn~ fuck you feel so good, this pussy is all mine~” rubbing your clit into rough circles eren watched as you went through your first orgasm of the night.
blink. blink. blink. blink.
turning to the side your look to see what was making those sounds and looking to see it was eren’s phone blowing tf up. “ignore it mama~” going down to suck on your nipples continuing with his strokes. you moaned loudly when he kept pounding into that one stop while gripping his hair.
blink. blink. blink. blink.
“bro fucking get your phone~” watching him pull out and groan he reached for his phone while laying down next to you to see who was blowing his phone up. covering your chest with your forearm you sat on his lap and took his phone when he was taking to long to check what was going on.
“you can’t be serious? eren why do you still have historia on social media.” scrolling through the messages she was sending to see what she was saying. she was saying things along the lines of ‘I miss you’ ‘come back to me’ ‘come fuck me’. “bro I don’t she just keeps making accounts and adding me to text me on some bull.” huffing irritatedly eren went to go sit up but you pushed him back down with your hand around his throat chocking him. “let’s send her a video.” looking at him after giving the suggestion your met with eren looking at you shocked “y/n- are you for real?”
eren was surprised you made such a suggestion because he’s asked before if he can record which you would turn down but you asking for it now as a way to spite historia made him even more horny. “you gone let me fuck you and send it to her?” rubbing the side of your thighs eren licked his lips while staring at you. “oh- no you’re not fucking me, I’m fucking you daddy.”
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“y-y/nn~ fuck s-slow down~” eren was holding his phone while recording you riding him reverse cow girl, and you weren’t letting up ! you was snatching that niggas soul, he done cummed three times already but you were still going.
“nahh ain’t no slowing down~ remember the other day how you did me? paybacks a bitchhh~” taking his dick out and slapping it repeatedly onto your clit to give the camera a show, you went and switched positions facing eren and choked him while sliding back down and went back to fucking him ruthlessly while making eye contact. “ouu this dick is so good daddy~ should I keep fucking you~?” eren whimpered into you ear while gripping onto the sheets with his hand that wasn’t occupied. of course eren had the strength to flip you around and fuck the shit out of you, but the way you were laying that pussy on him had him paralyzed and overstimulated.
“fuckk~ mamaa~ my dick is sensitive pleasee~ give me a break o-okay~?” biting onto his lip after letting out a loud groan when you started grinding onto his lap and bringing one of your hands back to squeeze onto his balls. “you’re gonna continue taking this pussy baby, what’s my name?”
throwing his head back into the bed while shaking his legs from going through another orgasm. “m-mommy~” …
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Sully!family with your children HEADCANONS (1)
⇀ When The Time Comes AU!
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Jake and Neytiri:
They would both be oh so happy to see their first grandchild for the first time.
Jake would feel himself getting a little old at the news of your bearing, but he would be happy nevertheless.
He can feel his forehead creases triple in amount each him he’s on babysitting duty. He’s had too many children to care for and it’s taking a toll on our poor man.
Neytiri’s the best grandma bye.
She will feed that baby until it gets a chubby lil stomach.
Jake wanted to murder mo’rata, your mate after hearing that you were pregnant.
Like he accepts that the both of you are adults and adults just can’t keep their hands off of each other but nuh uh not with his daughter.
Neytiri understands what it’s like to be a tired mom, so now that nearly all of her children have left her tent to their own, she offers to take care of your baby once in a while.
Jake carves new toys for them because their hand-down ones are lowkey crusty.
He WILL tell your children about the great Toruk Makto.
it feeds his pride as a parent to see your children so engrossed in his stories.
Your children loves Neytiri’s cooking, probably more than yours.
Lo’ak
Eywa, please fear leaving your child with him for even one day.
Your child probably thinks he’s the most fun out of all of their aunts and uncles.
Brings your kid out on adventures.
Probs tells your child to never listen to their father because he didn’t and look at how amazingly he turned out.
Most probably will get in deep shit with your mate afterwards😭
Your children love him so much it’s insane.
Doesn’t teach your kids to be reckless like him tho, that shit nearly killed him too many times.
Ngl he’ll probably have beef with children that your children have beef with. 
Like full on arguing in public and all.
Winds up your children so much like they’re fucking dogs with pent up energy💀.
When he brings them back at the end of the day, one of hanging halfway on his shoulder and the other has their body dangling off his arms.
You’re happy though because sleepy children=calm evening.
Would call you and Mo’rata rabbits if you have many children.
If you all move to Awa’atlu together, your kids are the ones to tease him and tsireya. She loves your children bye.
Your kids are probably lo’aks wingmen or wingwomen.
they all practiced this cool ass walk-in intro thing to do when tsireya walks in the room.
He tries to play the cool guy act by swinging your children each at the same time on his shoulders just to impress her.
It fails though because he underestimated how fast they grew and how heavy they are now.
They all fall face first in the sand but it’s ok because it entertained tsireya.
mission accomplished.
Kiri
She loves taking your child in the forest with her.
Don’t think she’s interested in having children of her own for now, but she’ll spoil and love the hell outta yours.
Shows your children her Pandora jesus powers and they’re lowkey so entranced.
She probably charms wild animals that won’t harm your children into playing with them. Like a yerik.
Now that Tuk is too big to appreciate spending time with her sister (angsty teenager era who?), she loves spending it with your children like she used to with Tuk.
Doesnt mean that they replaced her little sister’s place in her heart, never.
She teaches your kids about nature and that they need to respect it.
She always reassures them that it’s ok to have 5 fingers and a pair of eyebrows <3
Neteyam
Best uncle (in yours and mo’rata’s opinion)
Most reliable babysitter that’s always up to the job.
He’ll probably be mated too at this point, so him and his mate always have some entertainment in watching your children while you and your mate escape on a date.
He’ll be happy if you don’t have a whole football team of babies for him to babysit.
He had to take care of his 3 siblings (plus you even tho you were older) growing up, and he still has nightmares about it.
Your youngest child is a troublemaker like lo’ak, and it gives poor Neteyam ptsd.
Teaches your eldest how to wield a bow just so they can be a badass older sibling like him.
mo’rata would be so mad when he heard that Neteyam was the one that had taught his child how to shoot an arrow. That’s his job as a hunter and a father and he might as well go and murder your little brother.
Tuk
She’s not a kid anymore but she’s probably still young.
You refuse to give her any babysitting duties because you want her to live her youth without having to take care of little ones like you had to with your siblings.
She never grew up with little siblings given that she was the youngest. So she adores your children.
Will give them her old toys. Toys that have been carved for you at first, then passed down to neteyam, kiri, Lo’ak and then herself.
Tuk is sorta traumatized after everything that went on with quaritch so she relives the years that she’s closed off as a kid with her nieces and nephews.
Takes your children on her Ikran only for you to scold her when she comes back. She’s still your baby sister after all so you’re allowed
Mo’at
probs dead atp i’m not even gon’ lie to y’all.
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Hi I think your request are open. 😭
Anyways I have a prompt where it’s like Jonnie meets a fan and like later on he kind stalks her media and accidentally likes something for an old emo phase and she dms him “??” And it just spirals from there into something cute?
An old phase,A new like
☆ Yesss!
☆ Love this,thank you anon x
☆ Sorry it’s so short
☆ Johnnie Guilbert X Reader
☆ Fluff
☆ If you are going to request: please check at the pinned post if requests are open,otherwise I will delete your requests which I have already been doing
☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for dividers :)
Masterlist | Pinned post
“So today we are-“ I look down at my phone as a notification pushed past my do not disturb, Johnnie Guilbert like your photo.
I knew Johnnie,we had text back and forth for a while about doing a video idea even though we had never done it. I had met him at a convention and most likely acted like the biggest fan girl alive.
I clicked on the notification and saw that the like was a photo from 2020,almost 4 years ago.
You:
Liking photos from 2020,huh?
Johnnie:
Sorry didn’t mean to.
You:
Nooo it’s okay sorry lol
Johnnie:
Okay good lol,thought you were mad
You:
No,no lol
Johnnie:
So how are you?
2 weeks later,
“I’ll see you again next week? Maybe another date?” I ask with a schoolgirl smile on my face, “Yeah ofcourse,I’d love that.” He replied and I smiled,kissing his cheek.
We walked back to my apartment and watched a movie,cuddling up to each other and sharing some popcorn whilst we watched some shitty romcom. Neither of us cared about the movie,though neither of us would say it. We just enjoyed the comfort of each other.
Around nine o’clock Johnnie left,I was sad to see him go but I knew he had an apartment to sleep in so I couldn’t exactly keep him.
6 months later,
“Hey Johnnie!” I smile down the phone,we hadn’t hung out a lot this week but I didn’t mind,opting to sleep on call for the week instead.
“Hey love,you okay?” He asks me and I smile at the nickname, “Yeah,im okay,you?” I ask and I could almost hear his smile.
It was always nice to hear johnnies voice,it had become comforting over the past month or so,despite his energetic attitude. He always knew when it was time to settle down and he always knew what to say and how to say it. It made me envy those closest to him.
“So how was your day?”
1 year later,
“Happy 6 month anniversary!” He said as he hugged me,I smiled and kissed him as I grabbed some chocolates I had bought him.
He handed me some flowers and chocolate and I smiled, “Happy 6 months!” I smiled at him,my face beaming with excitement.
One phone call 6 months ago had led me to become infatuated with him,though I would be lying to say that I hadn’t had a small crush on him since I first text him.
We sat down on his sofa in his apartment and smiled as we put on the same shitty romcom that we always do,it had become our tradition and no one was complaining. As long as I got to snuggle up to the comfort of his chest I didn’t mind.
It had become apparent to both of us that we didn’t really care what we watched as long as we were with each other. I smiled as I snuggled into his chest,something that had become somewhat familiar with us. He snaked his hand around my waist and we sat their in comfortable silence as we admired each other.
2 years later,
“Happy one year!” I say as I wake up next to him in our apartment, “Happy one year.” He smiled at me,clearly as tired as he always was,I smiled at his goofy little smile and kissed him on the cheek.
“I got you something.” Johnnie whispers as he reaches into his draw,on the other side of the bed. He pulls out a ring box and I smile as he opens it, “I got us those Pandora promise rings you like.”He says with a smile. I sit up in bed and shimmy onto his lap pulling him into a deep hug. “Thank you Johnnie!” I almost yell as I kiss all over his face.
“Do you wanna be the moon or the sun?” I ask and he shakes his head “Whatever you want princess.” He chuckles and I immediately give him the moon ring. “Johnnie,we’re literally the sun and the moon.” I smile and he nods his head, “I love you so much,thank you!” I say happily and he smiles at me as he gives me a peck to the lips.
“I got you something too!” I say with a huge smile beaming across my face, I reach into my draw and pull out three wrapped presents. I feel like a parent watching their child open their presents with glee.
“Awh thank you baby!” He says pulling me back in for a hug and I smile,accepting the hug gratefully.
6 years later,
“I love you so much,I couldn’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else,Y/n Y/l/n, will you marry me?”
“Yes!!!”
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Leviathan Attacker story part 1
(I would like to apoligise. I play the ps version and tumblr doesn't let me post full on dick pics,so no pp😔. Anyway enjoy the 1.part of Levi's attacker story and I shall post more in following days.)
A long wide hallway with soothing classical music and the faint scent of flowers.
The palace of Hades was lofty and beautiful as though showing it's master's prefrences.
Click,click,click...
You hurried through the beautiful corridor as fast as you could without breaking the courtesy.
Right. You were lightly running.
You wanted to take your time exploring the palace which was a work of art in and of itelf,but-
A few hours ago in Gehenna.
Satan: Go and hand him this chest and come back right away. If you're late even in the slightest,I'm going to take everyone and invade Hades.
Sitri: Really?
Satan: Shall I do it now?
Sitri: N-No. His Majesty Satan is a man of his word.
Satan handed you a black chest with about fifty locks and began to fume.
Satan: The bastard had just used something that Gehenna had helped him with before.
Sitri: That bastard being....?
Satan: Leviathan,of course. I shoudn't have acted cool in the moment and said 'I'll grant you one request,whatever it may be'!! Damn it!!!
Ppyong who happened to be next to Satan,got kicked by Satan and disappeared into the sky in a beautiful parabola.
(bg changes to the sky and Ppyong slowly disappearing)
Ppyong: Ppyoooooooooooong~~~~~
(bg going back to Gehenna streets)
Satan: He chose MC to bring this to him...What an impertinent guy...
Satan kept fuming as though he coudn't calm down.
Sitri explained in Satan's place as though he thought his king was incapable of proper conversation anymore.
Sitri: This chest is called <Anti Pandora's box>
Sitri: It's an object that Morgan le Fay had until the end,but it came into Gehenna's possesion when she made a deal with Satan to dethrone king Arthur.
Sitri: His Majesty cherished it because it's a terrible object with the emotions of all hypocrisy.
Sitri: That's why he's raging.
Sitri: I don't want to hand over the < Anti Pandora's box>,but he even made you Solomon as the deliverer,so his Majesty Satan's rage will soon....
Passing devil: Argh,aaaaaahhh~~~~!
Another devil standing near Satan got kicked by Satan and disappearedinto the sky.
Sitri: ...I was going to tell you to get going,because I expected his Majesty's anger would gradate because of his depression...
Satan: That impertinent bastard!!! I'm going to invade Hades!!! ARGHHHH!!!!
Just when the raging Satan was looking for the next devil to kick,someone furtively pushed a teddy bear into Satan's hand. It was Leraye.
Like how Satan kicked everything that touched his feet,he almost instinctively held it separately by it's head and body to rip it when something touched his hand.
Rip--! Riippp!!!
Ppyong: Ehhh!!!
Rubbing his swollen bottom as he returned,Ppyong looked afraid at the brutal sight.
Unlike the scared Ppyong,Leraye was about to happily pick up the body of the teddy bear after Satan fumingly separated its head from its body.
Thwack!!!
Satan also kicked Leraye who had approached into the distance.
(bg changes to Leraye getting kicked)
Leraye: Aaaarghhh!!
Leraye screams of deep joy faded into the distance.
(bg changes back to Hades halls)
MC: (Is the secret to Gehenna devils having bouncy butts indeed because of Satan's kicks...but I'm still a bit scared.)
You could still clearly see Satan raging like a dragon breathing fire and hurried on.
MC:(I'll hand it over and get back quickly!)
You somehow found it difficult to visit Leviathan.
Partly because he was so beautiful and out of this world,but also because you didn't know when he was going to get frustrated and strangle you.
Sometimes,you thought the heavy emotion of sadness and not speaking the same language may be one o the reasons,but there was also a part of you that wanted to see Leviathan after all this time.
In other words,you had ambivalent feelings about meeting Leviathan,like you liked it but didn't like it.
So confirming your emotions was also a reason why you were hurrying your footsteps. And...
Clink,clink,clink!
MC: (I want to put down this omnous black chest that seems to be wriggling and making sounds from a while ago..)
Just then you remembered what Sitri beseeched you again and again before leaving Gehenna.
Sitri: (Never. Never think about opening it. It would be incomparable to opening Pandora's box)
Sitri: (So please. Never open it.)
MC: ( Right. Let's just see Leviathan's handsome face,give him the chest and go back...)
Maybe because you had been lightly running,but you soon researched the hall where Leviathan was faster than you expected.
The gatekeeper recognized you and bowed to say hello.
Then,he was about to open the door for you when he suddenly stopped moving and leaned toward you a little to speak in the quiet voice.
Guard devil: That's the <Anti Pandora's box>! Wait,rather,you're here today..!
MC: Huh? Is today a special day?
Guard devil: It is special in a way...
Guard devil: But take care. I dared give you advice since everyone in Hades like you very much although they pretended not to.
MC: ???
Unable to understand the gatekeeper,you were about to ask back
When he hurriedly opened the door again as though explaining in detail would put him in trouble.
No,he tried to open the door,when he pulled an expression as though he was saying 'I knew it. This won't work.' and added.
Guard devil: Please,don't even thibk about opening that chest.
With the gatekeeper's amxious voice,the door opened.
Creaaak-
(bg changes to Hades throne room)
The massive doors that were like the mouth of Leviathan's monster opened up and revealed a hall as eerily silent as ever.
The dozends of devils filling the halls were bowing a little,standing on either side of the long carpet in the middle.
But even with all those devils breathing at the same time,there was barely an intake of breath let alone a movement.
You walked through them to stand right under Leviathan's throne that was at the end of the hall.
Leviathan: .....
Mc: (He won't even say hi?!)
Leviathan looked down at you with an odd look in his eyes.
His hair, an odd wheat-color mass that looked as if God has made it just for Leviathan,sweapt across his forehead.
And long full lashes cast mysterious shadows over his clear pupils.
Not only that but his shimmering skin which seemed to self-luminiscence in the dark looked beautiful like it had been sprinkled with stardust.
Just the fact that he was looking at you made you feel like you were more privilaged than anyone else in the universe.
Mc: (Still...is it so hard to say hello?!)
Everyone else would have their tails between their legs when facing an absolute beauty that can crush all logic-but you were diffrent.
Just the fact that he was looking at you made you feel like you were more privliged than anyone else in the universe.
MC: Leviathan,I'm here. How can't you even say hello? That's sad. Satan told me to give this to you!
When you handed Leviathan the omnious black chest in your hand,the silent hall began to stir.
Subject: Even if she/he is the daughter/son of Solomon,how dare she/he calls his supreme,great Majesty Leviathan by name....!
Subject: Wait,but isn't this the <Anti Pandora's box>! How can that omnious object be here in Hades?!
Subject: That's not the problem! That attitude! It's so unhesitant! It's...yeah....it's basiclly treason!
Subject: Argh! Is that the <Anti Pandora's box>?! I-I should request a day off!!!
The servants who were boisterous as usual became even more boisterous,chatting away at your insolence and the black chest,but you heard none of it.
Leviathan was the only one that concernwd you right now.
Leviathan: .....
Leviathan said nothing in reply and only stared down at you from his throne.
He wasn't staring at Satan's object in your hands.
He was looking solely at you as if he coudn't see the countless devils around him.
Leviathan: .....
MC: (He's not usually talkitive....but today he's just strange!)
Feeling doubious you were about to call Leviathan one more time.
When he stood up from his seat and took off his jacket at the same time.
With nonchalant expression,he rwmoved his outer robe,his arms sliding out of the garment and thrusting his toned chest forward.
At that moment his nipples which were hidden inside the thin shirt jutted out over the shirt,creating small shadows beneath them.
The figure quickly disappeared as he retrached his outstreached chest,but the fleeting sight ytuck in your mind.
You and his subjects all held your breaths for a moment as you watched the garment slide gently off his body.
MC: ( W-What's that? All he's doing is taking off his outer robe...how can he look so vigurous?!)
It was a simple act of 'stripping',but it was so rich and intense that you realized nothing could move a woman's heart like that,even if the most charming man on the planet was flirting with her in a commited way.
Your heart began to race so loudly that thw other devils could hear it and suprisingly,you felt yourself getting wet by the simple act in itself.
As you blushed in secret embarrassment,rhe jacketless Leviathan walked down from his throne and stood before you.
MC: Levia-
Leviathan: Shut up.
Leviathan stopped you and said in a low,mumbled voice.
And then grabbed you by the throat with his thin,pretty hand rhat was larger than it looked as he lifted you off your feet.
MC: Kurgh?!
In an instant,you were strangled and your feet were off the ground,your eyes wide in suprise at the suddwn situation.
MC: Urgh, khgh...
Floating in midair,your eyes met Leviathan's eye level which was taller than you.
It allowed you to look him in the eyes and glare.
MC: ( What is it this time?)
Because you thought of lewd things while looking at Leviathan?
Mc: ( But that's not just me! It's because you look lewd!)
Thinking of things that won't make hjm stare at you in disgust you were about to voiced it out-
MC: (Eh wait. Leviathan's state)
*Leviathan blushes*
You though he was looking down at you indiffrently,but there was an unknown fever in his eyes.
Leviathan's expressions were normally difficult to read,but this time !ou could see his emotions.
MC: (He's...mad..)
You felt a strange mixture of excitment and fear at Leviathan's completly crazy expeession.
But your thoughts coudn't continue.
Leviathan took off his glove from his other hand with his teeth,raised his hand to place it on your chest and slashed down vertically.
With a rip- all your clothes that you were wearing rore in half at knce,splitting into two and falling down.
With Leviathan's single movement,you turned naked in midair,with his hand on your throat.
At the same time all the soldiers and servants in the hall looked away and knelt down.
It was a gesture of loyalty to not covet Leviathan's possesions,a gesture to make this place as empty as possible.
MC: W-What are you doing?
You hurriedly covered your chest.
Soon a devil each stepped out from the back feom the group of devils that stood bisected on either side of the purple carpet.
They moved and kept their eyes averted as though thwy werw determined not to looka t your direction.
Soon the two turned away and slowly,lovjngly began to unbuttoned Leviathan's pants
You saw Leviathan's hardened penis rising above his boxers as his pants were pulled down.
You closed your thighs tightly,embarrassed in your strangled state.
They carefully stripped Leviathan down ro his boxers,then laid them aside and walked back to their positions,heads bowed.
When you opened your eyes,you saw Leviathan' beautiful body that was naked.
At the same time Leviathan's penis was clearly visible as he stood here,uncovered,without pants or boxers.
MC: ( W-Was he that big before?)
Leviathan's beautiful pink penis was somehow as moist and flustured as the corners of his eyes.
You wondered if you were weird for thinking your partner's erect penis was beautiful, even when he was strangling you.
Or if Leviathan was strange for getting hard while strangling you.
The thick smell coming from the lower half of Leviathan body made your mind hazzy.
With you in his grip,Leviathan was soon breathing roughly.
The fact that you were in the hands of a beautiful king who had gone mad was begining to stimulate you.
Leviathan's penis which coudn't have risen any higher,nodded a few more times before starting to ooze a white liquid.
MC: (Is he coming? No...that's something else...)
The liquid that had begun to flow from the tip of Leviathan's penis enveloped the entirety of his penis and eventually dripped on the floor qith a dull sound.
The devil,the biggest beast in mythology - said to be able to even swallow Heaven - is acting like a male in a rut
The crystallization of a male. The essence that only a male can produce,was flowing out of his body like a fountain.
Such that although you only thought about it for a moment,a small puddle has formed on the ground.
You felt that with that amount,there would be no creature that coudn't be fertilized.
No,it was not slowing down any time soon. The liquid was gushing out so much,you coudn't even tell how much of it was there.
MC: (Amazing.)
You thought and with your face dark red from the rushing of blood,licked your lips without realizing it.
Your perverted nature,unrivaled amongs humans,felt happy to be able to witness such a spectacle.
As you reached the limit of your oxygen supply and your eyes began to fall back,you felt a lightning bolt of pleasure strike your wet lower half.
MC: Kurgh...urgh...!!
As you wrapped your arms around Leviathan's neck,unable to control your excitment,his penis jerked highly once more.
And holding you up with his hand,he thrust his wet pillar inside you.
Fwolp!
MC: !!!!
Leviathan's already wet pillar slid unresistingly inside you.
At the same time,the hand holding your throat loosened and the blocked airway opened once again,sending tickling sensations throughout your body.
You trembled at the exploding pleasure for a moment.
Now,you were in Leviathan's arms as his penis penetrated you.
When you looked up,you could see Leviathan looking down at you.
Looking at his face which was still crazy but the most beautiful face you'd ever seen,you quickly looked away in embarrassment.
Leviathan: Don't...be cold...
MC: (What?)
Blankly murmuring incompregensable words,Leviathan held your bottom with his hand and began to walk with his penis inside you.
MC: W-Wait! This position! Ugh...My stomach is filling up!
Leviathan's object continued oozing white liquid and your stomach was filled with his liquid to the point it looked slightly convex.
As he began to walk,you could even hear the sloshing in your gut. And everytime his feet crossed,a gap opened where you were connected to him and white liquid gurgled and leaked out onto the ground.
MC: (Are we Hansel and Gretel?! This is embarrassing!)
Where Leviathan walked,a white path was being made of the liquid that came out of him,went into you and came back out again.
Being around devils filled your perverted mind with pleasure's you never seen or imagined. It was like that again.
Now you began to enjoy it. You had pressed your own button.
MC: Where...Tell me where are we going?...Ah,ughh...I love it...
Leviathan: To somewhere safe.
Leviathan said something you coudn't understand,but watching his mad and beautiful face made you tremble with happiness.
None of the subjects raised thwir heads or criticized you until the moment Leviathan left through the door at the end of the hall.
You left rhat silent,uncanny loyalty behind and began to move,impaled by Leviathan and carried by him.
Feeling his wet pillar entered you even deeper and left you each time Leviathan took a step.
And the slickness of Leviathan's fluid filling your stomach, and the sound of it dripping onto the floor.
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-Abbott's house- Part 5 (Final)
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
Pairing:Melissa Schemmenti x Reader
Gender:Fluff, funny, soft, hurt
Warnings:Mention of past relationships
Summary:The district gives the school the idea of spending a month living together to strengthen bonds, you never thought that would change your relationship with some so much.
Everything seemed like a dream, sweaty bodies, her warmth next to yours, her lips kissing every millimeter of your skin, her hands clawing and massaging your body, her hips rubbing against you, her chin covered in your juices and your face stained with her desire when she sat on your face. Seeing her in that state was like opening Pandora's box, but instead of seeing chaos and disasters, you saw your wishes fulfilled and your complete happiness closer than ever. And after so much perfection, you closed the night with a flourish sleeping together and hugging each other. Things you've been dreaming of for a long time came true in one night.
But the next morning, the golden hour had turned into a pale morning, your body was still tender and sore from the night before, her hand was on your waist, her lips breathing soft sighs in your neck as she slept relaxedly next to you. While nothing had changed, everything felt different, your consciousness had returned to normal, and the weight of your decisions was putting pressure on you, more pressure than the redhead's hand put on your waist. How would things go from now on?
Even though guilt and self-doubt consumed you, you decided to enjoy this ephemeral moment before it vanished and slipped out of your hands, never to return.
Carefully you turned your head and began to admire the beauty of the woman next to you, the shape of her nose, her messy red hair on the pillow, how sharp her cheekbones were despite her age, her thick lips slightly parted showing her front teeth slightly, her eyes moving behind her closed eyelids as if she were having a dream, how her nose slowly wrinkled and a soft laugh escaped between a few sighs, she was perfect, so fucking perfect. The only thing that made her more perfect was when she was smiling.
You didn't want the moment to ever end, but like all good things, it ended sooner than you would have liked.
Someone knocked on the door of the room scaring you and waking the redhead up, a little scared and lost too
-"Melissa! We have stuff to do! Don't be late!" - Barbara's voice from the other side of the door made you blush excessively when you saw the state of nakedness her friend was in in front of you.
-"Good morning" - You whispered and let out a nervous laugh. The redhead had a frown looking you up and down, especially the part of your breasts that was full of marks she had made the night before
-"Morning..."-She replied half confused, now looking at her body that also had several marks that you had made on it
-"Melissa! Wake up!" - Barbara screamed again when she didn't get a response from her friend
-"I'm awake! Calm down!" - Mel replied a little angrily. Trying not to let that anger get passed on to you, you got out of bed looking for what to wear in your closet, putting a little distance between her and you. Should you act like an adult and face the situation and ask questions, or should you act as if none of this happened?-"I'm going to shower, okey?" - Mel alerted you and you stared at her naked body as she walked to the bathroom. As she entered the bathroom, the redhead didn't close the door, giving you a silent invitation to join her, but you were not sure if you should go in. The redhead stood in the doorway, watching you in complete nakedness
-"Do you want to save water and shower together?" - She asked in a sweet voice which made you smile and you decided to follow her.
You thought that going into the shower might be a wild encounter like the one the night before, but instead, as soon as you stepped on the floor of the shower, soft hands grabbed your waist and guided you carefully under the cascading water. The temperature was placed right in the middle, not too hot, not too cold, it was perfect. Mel carefully reached out and gently glued her body to yours, sharing the gentle rain of the shower, with one of her hands, she peeled off a strand of hair that had stuck to your face and kissed your forehead gently
-"I thought you'd not even talk to me now when you wake up..."-You whispered looking into her eyes
-"I'm a little bit confuse about what is happening... About where this should go... But I like being by your side, I'm sure of that, and I don't what you to walk away again..."-She murmured with sad eyes
-"I propose something, let's enjoy the rest of this week together. Then, if you want, we can go back to being just friends. What do you think?" - You murmured smiling and kissed her shoulder, making her smile this time
-"I would like that, yes please" - The redhead answered and started washing your hair.
While you would have liked to get more of the redhead, more commitment, more of her, you were aware that you might never have that. So you decided to settle for having as much as possible in this short period of time.
When the two of you finished showering, you got dressed and went out to breakfast with the others, who looked at you in surprise
-"We thought you weren't home, your car isn't in the driveway" - Barbara replied and you laughed softly
-"Yeah, I was going to my house but my car broke, so I stayed..."-You replied and Mel set down a cup of coffee in front of you, brewed exactly how you liked it, you smiled at her in appreciation and kissed her hand briefly, letting her go back to the pancakes she was cooking. Everyone looked at the interaction confused, after not even being able to look at each other, you had returned to being affectionate as before. Something strange had happened on the weekend and no one knew what, no one except for Ava (A few months later you found out that the reason why she had been one of the first to arrive at the place was because she installed some cameras in the house, and one of the cameras was on the balcony, which took your intense kissing session with the redhead. That's why Ava knew very well the reason for the change of treatment between you two).
The week began to pass and the nights of sleeping together cuddling had returned, which made you happy, but sadness also took place in your heart knowing that the affectionate treatment with the redhead had a date of expiration, a very close one.
How could you be happy and satisfied to be with someone else that wasn't her? How could you be happy with a mere human when you had managed to be in heaven with the most perfect and beautiful angel? A sigh left your lips at the thought of this, a sigh that the redhead felt as she had you curled up in her chest
-"You okay hon?"-You nodded barely, not uttering a word, you were scared that your voice would tremble if you did. Mel understood your silence and decided not to push any further.
The next day, the last day and night in that house, everyone was making plans to go out and have a party together as a farewell. Your car was still broken so you decided to go with the redhead, who seemed more nervous and anxious than usual. The whole trip the only one talking was you or Barbara who was with you, but the redhead, more than nodding and breathing, gave no sign of wanting to participate in the conversation. Perhaps since there was so little left to return to normal, her distancing had already begun. Anyway, today you had decided to have a good time and enjoy yourself, you had already missed many parties and opportunities to be together when you were trying to avoid Melissa.
Arriving at the bar, everyone sat down together at a table and ordered the first round of drinks. When the drinks started to take effect, your shyness went down and the urge to dance came along with a wave of happiness.
Since you were sitting at a U-shaped table against the wall, you had to step over Mel in order to go out dancing, but you first asked her to join you because you wanted to dance with her.
-"Let's dance together? Please? That song has a good beat to dance..." - You said in a sexy voice trying to convince her, but she smiled shaking her head
-"Go ahead... I'll dance in a few minutes" - The redhead replied giving you room to get out, taking your hand to help you stand up. Without giving it much thought, you went out dancing with your other co-workers who decided to join in.
While Mel stayed at the table without taking her eyes off you, Barbara accompanied her
-"If you want to be with her so bad, go to dance and stop putting that sad face" - Barbara told her friend and Mel sighed
-"We had sex... More than once in this week..."-Melissa confessed and her friend looked at her in surprise-"And she offered me a deal, we would enjoy this week together as much as possible and if we returned and I wanted to pretend like nothing happened, she told me I could... But I feel guilt eating me when I think about leaving her, I don't wanna let her go... But I don't know what to do now that returning home is so close..."-The redhead confessed, sipping the fiery liquor from her glass
-"Mel... Maybe you want to be with her and keep this relationship when you get home, no just a fling or a casual thing, have you thought about that? What is the thing that stops you when you think about her? I can clearly see that you like her very much..."-Barbara answered, and the redhead was left thinking.
After a few minutes you went back to the table looking for something to drink since dancing had made you thirsty. Barbara got up from the table using the excuse that she had to go to the bathroom, leaving you alone with the redhead
-"Mel, can you give me a little bit of your water please" - You asked sitting next to her and she looked you in the eye
-"I don't want this to end" - She replied without thinking much and you looked at her confused
-"Okey... I'll go order another water then" - You responded by getting up from the table but she took your hand
-"I didn't mean water, I don't want our agreement or relationship to end... I was afraid that maybe I was moving too fast from my previous relationship, that I was using you to erase him, that's why I didn't want to kiss you that game night, I didn't want to use you like that. But the thought of walking away from you hurts me so much, even more than when I broke up with him...I want you by my side forever... "-The confession took you by surprise and you sat back and watched her
-"Are you drunk?" - It was all that managed to come out of your lips, you didn't want to get your hopes up if this was just a boost for alcohol. The redhead shook her head laughing and showed you her glass
-"I just had this one..."-she answered, and you sighed nervously
-"Am I drunk? Is this a dream?" - You consulted again and she took your hand gently
-"Maybe you are a little bit drunk, but this is not a dream... What do you say? Do you want to give us a try? Do you want to have a proper date with me when we get back to hour houses?" - She asked hopefully and you nodded
-"I'd love to" - You replied and leaned over the table to give her a delicate, short kiss. From the dance floor you could hear joyful shouts from your friends
-"Give me my money Jacob! Told you they would be together by the end of the month" - An excited Ava spoke, receiving the money from the youngest and making you and Mel laugh in the middle of the kiss.
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two lost souls | neteyam sully
chapter 2 | chapter 1 | chapter 3 coming soon ..
warnings: series! swearing, neteyam being whipped for you, protectiveness, fluff, guns, childhood bestfriends to lovers
summary: you and neteyam grew up together, attached at the hip since young and that never changed as the two of you grew older. what did change was the fact the two of you began to develop feelings for one another that simple best friends don't hold- two lost souls longing to feel the touch of the other.as everything around you changes when you travel with the sully family to seek refuge in the metkayina clan, you and neteyam's feelings for each other don't- they grow to be unbearable, until everything comes to the surface.
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"you're so slow, nete!" you shouted behind you to neteyam as the two of you ran through the lush forest of pandora. but as you glanced behind you again to where neteyam had been rushing closely behind you he was no longer there- stopping you looked around confused. "neteyam? neteya-" you jumped back slightly as you turned back around to see him standing on a branch a couple feet away from you.
"who's the slow one now?" he smirked at you in victory, proud of himself.
"you think you are so funny." you rolled your eyes playfully at him, as he jumped down from the branch down to you.
"i am funny." he grinned back, walking closer to you. "i won, by the way."
you shoved him playfully, "no you didn't, you cheated." he raised an eyebrow at you, tugging your tail playfully back as you yelped smacking his hand away.
"maybe i am just faster than you." neteyam quickly dodged your attempt to tug his tail and shrugged, smirking at the glare you were giving him- he thought you were so cute when you were mad.
"oh yeah?" you tilted your head at him, as he nodded. "who was the one in front of you the whole time?" you smirked back at him, crossing your arms over your chest waiting for the answer.
neteyam chuckled, shaking his head which made his braids sway. "okay, okay you won." you grinned but before you could speak he spoke again. "but i am going to win next time." he pointed his finger at you playfully.
"we will see, nete." you said as you turned around hopping over a log as neteyam followed closely behind you- you admired the beauty of the forest, eyes glimmering with curiosity as you looked around. you had grown up surrounded by the forest yet your sure you will never get use to how beautiful it was.
neteyam was admiring something else though, he was admiring you- you were so gorgeous when you were gazing around you. his eyes followed your every movement, admiring your beauty. he saw you everyday, yet your beauty never failed to amaze him.
"what are you staring at?" you smirked, quipping an eyebrow at the small blush that began to form on his cheeks. neteyam was not one to get flustered nor to be nervous by the presence of someone- but you seemed to test him, he felt swarms of Ikrans in his stomach when you looked into his eyes.
"the most beautiful woman in the clan." you felt your cheeks burn, turning your face quickly away from him- a smile making it's way to your face.
"oh, neteyam stop it." you walked further into the forest, running your fingers across the moss that covered the trees.
neteyam quickly caught up to you, walking right beside you. "i do not lie." you turned your head to him, stopping in place.
you grinned widely up at him, tilting your head slightly. "you are too kind, nete."
"well, i am a man that speaks the truth."
you chuckled, "you are a boy, not a man." he glared at you playfully, before pulling on your hair grinning. you were not happy though, it hurt. "you skxqwng!" you tried to get back at him, but he swiftly managed to dodge all of your attacks- laughing. "i hate you." you glared at him, giving up on trying to get back at him.
he put a hand over his chest, dramatically. "oh no, please do not hate me." you fought back a smile at his acting, "please forgive me."
you giggled, putting your hand over your mouth. “you’re so weird.” you laughed out earning a small laugh from neteyam.
“only for you.” he said- he meant it, he would not be like this with anyone else except for you. you were the only one outside his family that saw this side of him.
before you could reply back you got interrupted by neteyam’s father speaking on neteyam’s ear piece. “yes, sir.” he nodded, “i’ll be there.” taking his fingers off his ear piece he turned back to you with an apologetic expression. “i’m so sorr-“
you laughed shoving him slightly, you already knew what he was going to say “don’t be sorry, go mighty warrior.” he opened his mouth once more but you again knew him all too well. “i’ll be fine, i’m going to go find the others- now go before your dad skins you!”
neteyam laughed giving you one last goodbye as he rushed off to go meet his father and mother, but stopped dead in his tracks and turned back around to meet you again. “our spot?” he asked a couple feet away from you.
“our spot.” you nodded, grinning. “don’t be late.” you shouted again as he he grinned widely like a lovesick skxqwng- which he was.
“i am never late.” he replied before calling his ikran, bidding you one last glance before taking off to join his parents.
you and neteyam's spot. it was just a small little pond surrounded by rocks and trees- you and him had stumbled across it when you were 6 and ever since then the two of you had gone to it whenever you wanted to. but lately neteyam and you had been using it as an escape from all your duties- well, mostly neteyam. the two of you would spend hours at the small pond, talking about eywa knows what. just enjoying the simple presence of one another.
sighing you walked through the forest in search of lo'ak, kiri, spider and tuk- you knew for a fact they were wondering around somewhere. your theory was proved right when you heard lo'ak.
"you're not suppose to go to the battlefield- i'll tell mum if you don't let me come." you rolled your eyes- knowing he was mocking tuk as you heard her blow a raspberry at him.
"don't be mean to tuk." you came out of the bushes, joining the group who all snapped their heads to the sound of your voice.
"y/n!" tuk grinned widely at your arrival, bouncing onto you- crushing you into a hug, which you returned by wrapping your arms around her small figure.
kiri smiled at you- she was getting sick of spider and lo'ak. "finally someone tolerable." spider and lo'ak glared at her. you chuckled at kiri as you let go of tuk, lo'ak turned to you with a raised eyebrow.
"aren't you supposed to be with your boyfriend?" he teased- spider laughing at his question.
you rolled your eyes at lo'ak, "aren't you supposed to not be in this area?" you shot back at him, raising your eyebrows in question.
"ooh," spider winced smirking, "dude, she got you on that one." lo'ak turned to spider and glared at him, the human boy put his hands up in surrender. "just saying."
you chuckled at spider, "neteyam had to go with your father."
lo'ak rolled his eyes at that, and mumbled. "of course he did." you felt bad for lo'ak, you knew he was just misunderstood- you and lo'ak got on well.
your face softened, then you remembered something. "look what i got," you dragged out the last word as you pulled some treats you had swiped from the lab when you went there with kiri- the humans had some of the best treats you had to admit.
everyone's eyes lit up at the sight of the treats in your hands, rushing towards you to get some. "i dibs the blue one!" tuk yelled as you handed her it.
kiri grinned at you, "how did you even get these?" grabbing one from your hand.
"norm always has them lying around." you shrugged laughing, biting into one.
spider's eyes went wide as he bursted out with laughter. "he's always complaining about his chocolates vanishing!- and you're the one that's been taking them?" you laughed in response.
lo'ak snatched 4 from your hands, much to your protest- shoving them all in his mouth at once, you and kiri both groaned in disgust at the boy. "what?" he asked the two of you confused, mouth filled with chocolate.
kiri looked up at the sky, it was starting to near eclipse. "we should head back, it's nearly eclipse." you nodded, looking to spider and lo'ak who groaned- obviously wanting to stay longer.
you, tuk, kiri, lo'ak and spider all began to start your journey back home when all of a sudden in the corner of your eye you spotted a large footprint in the mud. you jumped down off the log you were walking upon with the others- which all stopped, confused at why you had suddenly bent down near the mud.
you furrowed your eyebrows, tracing your fingers across the footprint, examining it. spider and lo'ak jumped down to you noticing the footprint as well. you could tell it was made by someone's boot- but that wasn't why it was odd, the odd part was it was the size of a na'vi's foot. no na'vi in the clan wears shoes, so it could only mean one thing. avatar's.
"that's way too big for a human." you thought out loud, both lo'ak and spider nodding in agreement with you as tuk and kiri joined the three of you down in the ground.
"avatars?" spider asked looking up at you.
you traced the footprint in the mud, looking around to see there was a clear trail of footprints leading off deeper into the forest to where the owner of them may be. "maybe..."
lo'ak and spider shared a look, then got up and started following where the tracks lead to, you and kiri looked at each other then back to the boys. "what are you guys doing?" kiri asked.
"shh- we're tracking." lo'ak answered as he and spider went deeper into the forest, you rolled your eyes as you, kiri and tuk all followed behind them.
the footprints stopped near the old shack, where jake had always told you and the rest to never go. It's where he, neytiri and quaritch had fought- bringing his death. you were about to continue to walk out from the bushes into the open until you were quickly yanked back by lo'ak making you fall back harshly.
you were about to scold him and ask him why he did that until he pointed to where there were 5 na'vi outside the old shack, dressed in full camo head to toe. your breath hitched- they were avatar's and had loaded guns in hand. getting up from the ground you crouched next to lo'ak, looking at the avatars.
"we are never suppose to go here." Kiri told lo'ak, growing anxious. "Dad is going to ground you-"
"shhhh- can you stop." he shushed her, glaring- before she could finish off her sentence.
you then joined in finishing off kiri’s sentence as she observed the avatar's. "Yeah- for life this time."
lo'ak rolled his eyes, turning to you now. "Shut up."
everyone stopped bickering as they saw one of the avatar's approach a machine suit- that belonged to quaritch. "we gotta call this in." lo'ak stated.
"no bro, we're going to get into trouble." spider shook his head in protest. lo'ak ignored him and started to tell his father about what was happening.
"i've got eyes on some guys, they look like avatars but they're in full camo and there's six of them." he spoke into the earpiece as you held tuk tightly, rubbing her arm. "uh- we're at the old shack."
"who's we?" jake asked worriedly through the other side of the radio glancing next to him at neytriti and neteyam who were listening to the conversation as well whilst on their ikrans.
"Uh- me, spider, kiri, y/n and.. tuk." neteyam’s eyes went wide as he heard lo’ak say your name through the radio, a pit forming in his stomach. not only were all his siblings and friend there- you were, you were in trouble.
"dad, i know a quick way!" neteyam called out, motioning for his mother and father to follow him
jake instructed for all of you to get out of there as quickly and quietly as you could, you held tuks hand as you and the others quietly moved away from the old shack. “you’re going to be in so much trouble!” kiri taunted lo’ak as you all walked away.
“kiri stop.” lo’ak glared at her with a serious tone.
you were about to join their conversation when, someone appeared coming from, the bushes. one of the avatars dressed in camo grabbed tuk by her braid pulling her down, “tuk!” you screamed, you were about to run to help her but another one grabbed you harshly by your long braid making you hiss in pain as they brought you to the ground along with the others.
everyone was fighting back against the avatars that were holding them down, “let go off me you bitch!” you screamed trying to break loose out of the women’s tight hold on you- which made her only grow more angry, as she pulled out her knife and held it up against your throat making you go still.
“Y/n!” kiri yelped in panic as she saw the knife being held up against you, earning her a painful tug by her captator.
the woman in camo bent down to eye level with you, looking you directly in the eye still holding the knife up to your neck. “move and i’ll slice that little neck of yours, got it?” you didn’t reply, only looked at her in the eyes as you stayed completely still- slightly shaking from fear, feeling the cold blade of the knife just grazing your throat. “yeah- that’s what i thought ya’ little bitch.”
there was a man who kept asking everyone where jakesully was, and he eventually found out that lo’ak, kiri and tuk were all his children and somehow knew who spider was. but he didn’t know who you were, he turned to you as you still had the knife pressed up against you.
he bent down on his knees becoming eye level with you, “and who might you be?” he asked as he harshly grabbed your hands, examining them before throwing them away. “you’re not one of his, are you?” you hissed at him in return.
neteyam was so worried he felt as if he could vomit- his heart was pounding the whole ride to where you and everyone was. the idea of anyone laying a hand on you or his siblings made him sick- especially the thought of you getting injured. he cursed himself on the way there, if he had just stayed with you instead of going he would’ve been able to protect you.
they landed their ikrans on a tree nearby, jake and neytiri all jumped off quickly- neteyam joining them until he was stopped by his father. “you stay here with the ikrans.” jake instructed.
“dad, i’m a warrior like you.” neteyam pleaded, he needed to know you were safe. “i’m supposed to fight.”
“i’m not going to say it again.” jake stated sternly, neytiri putting a hand on his shoulder in comfort.
“y/n’s in tr-“ neteyam started but was interrupted mid sentence by his father.
“enough, you are to stay with the ikrans.”
neteyam bit back his tongue, knowing it was best he did not argue back with his father. “yes, sir.”
neytiri looked at her eldest son, her face softening- she was one of the people that noticed how deep you and neteyam’s feelings truly went for each other. she saw how her sons face fall in fear when lo’ak spoke your name, saying you were with him. she knew how worried he was. with one last squeeze neytriti and jake left neteyam with their ikrans.
neteyam’s jaw clenched in anger, looking back to his parents disappearing figures. he was not going to sit around with the ikrans while you and his siblings were in danger.
it was then you heard neytiris call, eoching throughout the dense atmosphere-she was there. you glanced at lo'ak, nodding slightly at each other. you locked eyes with kiri, both sharing a silent look with one another. a man was shot down by an arrow, you grinned seeing neytiri's arrow was the one that striked the avatar down. more arrows were fired, everyone ducking to avoid the line of fire from neytiri's arrows.
you took this chance of shock and broke loose from the woman's hold- the other's doing so as well and all broke out in a run.
you ran straight with kiri and tuk right beside you through large leaves and branches, not knowing where you were going- but just kept going careful not to slip on the wet ground. you glanced behind you to see one of the avatars were directly behind you, following the three of you- they don't give up do they? taking a deep breath you turned to kiri who also noticed the demon hot on your trails. "keep running kiri, i'll lead it away from you guys!" kiri nodded, grabbing tuks hand quickly sprinting away as you stayed there.
you whistled loudly, gaining the avatar's attention and started running in the opposite direction from kiri and tuk. the avatar kept shooting bullets at you, merly missing. you winced as you felt a bullet graze your thigh- quickly ducking behind a log, trying to quiet your heavy breathing.
the raindrops were cold against your cheeks, but you could barely feel them due to the adrenaline coursing through your veins. "where are you lil' girl?" the avatar said, as you looked up slightly from where you were laid you saw they were right above you- you were praying to eywa that they wouldn't look down.
you closed your eyes shut tightly- waiting for the avatar to discover you at any moment you heard a groan followed by a loud thump. your eyes shot open to see the avatar's body limp on the ground with an arrow right through his chest- it was neteyam's arrow.
"y/n?" neteyam called out for you, you signed relieved at the sound of his voice and shot up- neteyam's shoulders visibly relaxing at the sight of you unharmed. "y/n." he breathed out, running over to you. "are you okay- are you hurt?" he looked over your body, searching for any injuries and stopped when he came across the bleeding graze on your left thigh.
you winced slightly as he ran his fingers over it. "i hate guns." he chuckled at your comment, pushing your damp hair out of your face gently.
"so do i," neteyam caressed your wet face, "let's get you patched up, okay?" you nodded as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders for support to help you walk, "easy there."
"it's just a graze, nete." you laughed, he was acting as if you had just gotten your leg broken.
the two of you began to walk- neteyam didn't let go of of you. "yeah, a graze that could get infected."
you felt your heart melt- he was always so worried about you, that was one of the many things you loved about neteyam. how much he cared for those he loved.
he brought you to where the others were, all of them sighing in relief at the sight of you.
neytiri ran up to you and neteyam, "oh, thank you great mother." she checked over you for any injuries, just as neteyam had done. she pulled you into a hug, which you returned immediately- she wrapped her long arms around you. when lo'ak asked where you were she felt her heart sink to her stomach- she truly didn't think she would be able to forgive herself if something had happened to you, your father would be left alone.
"i'm okay neytiri, do not worry."
she pulled out of the hug, hands still on your shoulders as she looked into your eyes- her eyes were glazed over with tears. "i will worry," she then turned to neteyam, "thank you son."
your eyes scanned over everyone- noticing a missing person, "where is spider?" you looked at kiri who's eyes were filled with tears, everyone's silence being an answer in itself for you. "no.."
you groaned as neteyam rubbed a paste over your graze to treat it. he had not said a word to anyone since you all had gotten back from the attack in the forest.
the moment of the avatar hovering over you, about to attack you was replaying over and over in his head. the look of fear you held on your face, bracing for anything to happen- neteyam wasn't often angry, he was a calm individual it took a lot to push him off the edge. but the rage he felt coursing through his veins as he drew the arrow, targeted right at the dream walker who was about to harm you was unmatched to any anger he had felt.
"neteyam," you put a hand on his shoulder, "what is wrong?" he sighed- you could read him like an open book at times.
"nothing is wrong." he replied, you raised your eyebrows at him, giving him a 'don't lie' look. he sighed again, giving in. "i don't know what i would do if something happened to you out there y/n." his ears flattened as he looked you in the eye.
your face softened, putting a hand on his cheek. "you will never know because nothing happened to me today," he leaned into your touch. "you saved me, nete. thank you so much."
he smiled softly, "you do not have to thank me for that, i will always protect you." the two of you stared into one another's eyes, you felt yourself lean in to neteyam slowly as if you were getting pulled by an invisible string to him- he too leaning in to you.
your heart was beating fast as your faces inched closer to one another, waiting for them to meet. your eyes fluttered shut gently.
"y/n! neteyam!"
your eyes opened quickly, you and neteyam moving away from one another in a quick motion at the sound of lo'ak's voice and the door slamming open. both of your faces flushed- realising what was about to happen if you were not interrupted.
neteyam had never wanted to choke lo'ak more in his life than now.
"uhh," lo'ak stood at the door frame, looking in between you and neteyam awkwardly. "did i interrupt something?.."
"no!" you and neteyam shouted in unison at lo'ak, making the situation even more awkward.
neteyam tried to gather himself and act normal, "what is it?"
"oh, right- mum and dad are arguing, they want to move from the clan." lo'ak's voice turned serious. "your dad is also with them, y/n."
the awkward atmosphere vanished at his words, you and neteyam turned to look at one another- eyes wide as you both shot up and ran out with lo'ak to the tuk and kiri who were quietly peeping through a small opening to listen in on their parents conversation.
kiri put a finger over her mouth, motioning for you all to be quiet.
you bent down slowly- careful not to make them aware of you and the sully childrens presence, trying to listen in.
"i cannot lose my daughter, i have already lost my mate." your father said, kiri put a comforting hand on your shoulder at mention of your mothers death- which you appreciated greatly.
"i understand that," jake sighed, "but she was with our kids too, they will hunt her now too."
"my jake- you cannot ask that of us, this is our home!"
"if it keeps my daughter safe..." your father paused, as if he couldn't bring the words to escape his mouth. "i will do whatever it takes- even if it means letting her go with you."
your heart dropped down to your stomach, letting you go? what did that all mean. how could you leave behind your home?- you could not do that, how were you to leave everything you knew? you knew all the others were thinking the same thing by the confused expressions on their faces- as if they didn't think they had heard their parents right.
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⋆｡° ✮ Specials:
Lunas Kinktober 2023
Avatar: 12 Days of Kinkmas 2023
Romancing Pandora 2024
Avatar: Mating Season 2024
— ❝ Who’s the mighty warrior? Come on, say it. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ The heat that spreads
Neteyam is more than happy to help you out when you are in heat.
⋆｡° ✮ Lost and found (mini series)
Neteyam hates humans. One day, he finds you all alone and lost in the forest, but quickly decides against killing you. What might be the odd reason for that?
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4
⋆｡° ✮ Three is always unfortunate
(Stepbro!Neteyam AU) Neteyam is ready to do everything in his might to protect his precious little sister. Especially from mean boys that can’t keep their hands to themselves.
⋆｡° ✮ Not good enough
(Stepbro!Neteyam AU) Neteyam isn’t happy about the future mate his parents have chosen for you. Afterall, no one can compare to him.
⋆｡° ✮ Work of art
You’re an artist and Neteyam accidentally finds your secret notebook, full of filthy drawings you’ve made to cope with the little crush you had on him.
⋆｡° ✮ Special friends (mini series)
Neteyam was so used to being the golden child of his family, always doing as he’s told… he wanted to be bad sometimes too. He wanted to be the one that would teach you all these filthy things. All the things you were never allowed to do, talk or even think about.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5
⋆｡° ✮ Competitive hate
When you compete, it’s always a battle to see who will get the upper hand. And when you fuck, it’s the same struggle.
⋆｡° ✮ Drunk words, sober secrets
Getting drunk with Ao‘nung was probably not the best idea you ever had. Good thing a certain someone always makes sure you‘ll get home safe and sound.
⋆｡° ✮ Infected
(Stepbro!Neteyam AU) While on a hunt with your stepbrother Neteyam, he comes in contact with something that makes him act… strange.
⋆｡° ✮ A lesson on concentration
(featuring Neytan) Lately, you can’t seem to focus on any of your training lessons in preparation for your upcoming iknimaya and your karyu [teacher] are determined to find out why.
⋆｡° ✮ Unwinding together
Neteyam seems quite tense lately, and like the good friend that you are, you offer him a way to relief all of his stress.
⋆｡° ✮ Feral hearts
There is always a thrill to the chase.
⋆｡° ✮ Sweet dreams
(Stepbro!Neteyam AU) It’s date night, the marui is quiet and Neteyam has you all to himself.
⋆｡° ✮ A mighty warriors need
The only trouble Neteyam allows himself to get into, is you.
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
Neteyam loves when you wear short dresses
Some sneaky under the table action
Dom!Neteyam edging himself
How he would celebrate your birthday
Discovering that the word "sir" turns him on
He makes you squirt for the first time
Neteyam learns what a lollipop is
Stepbro!Neteyam + cockwarming
Distracting him when he’s grumpy
Possessive / toxic Neteyam
Public make out session with Neteyam while your mate is busy looking for you
Free use kink
Forming an alliance with So‘lek
— ❝ Sorry, I don’t speak english to assholes. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ Bittersweet revenge
Ever since the day Lo‘ak had found out that you’ve chosen to rescue your father, the man that basically murdered Neteyam and made his whole life hell, he was out for revenge.
⋆｡° ✮ Movie night
(Stepbro!Lo’ak AU) Lo’ak can’t keep his hands to himself. Not even during movie night.
⋆｡° ✮ Sharing is caring
(featuring Spider) Sometimes, all you need is a good friend who is willing to share.
⋆｡° ✮ The Fall
It was like falling off a cliff. A slow, steady fall and then the blinding crash. But in reality, a fall would’ve hurt less. Less than this.
⋆｡° ✮ Close ain’t close enough
Even though your relationship was still fairly new, you couldn’t stop overthinking how certain things could even work out, between a human and a Na‘vi.
⋆｡° ✮ Want, get, have.
Lo‘ak takes advantage of the little crush he knows the olo’eyktan’s spoiled daughter habors for him. That is, until you finally decide to get payback for all his teasing.
⋆｡° ✮ Addicted to you
The first time it happened, could be considered an accident. He didn’t mean to come over and steal your underwear, stuff it in his tweng and take it with him, like a dirty little secret. The second time however, was less an accident and more a strategic planned theft.
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
Sub!Lo‘ak
Edging Sub!Lo‘ak
Edging till he’s crying
He makes you sit on his face
Free use kink
— ❝ The most dangerous thing about pandora is that you may grow to love her too much. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ Polar opposite
(featuring Tonowari) There’s no plot. Just two dilfs working together.
⋆｡° ✮ Stress relief
(featuring Tonowari) After a whole day spent on an unsuccessful hunt, the two olo’eyktan’s return to their home frustrated and stressed. But thankfully, their favorite little stress relief toy is already happily waiting for them.
⋆｡° ✮ Double trouble
(featuring Miles Quaritch) The Colonel had send you on a mission to get information out of Jake Sully, but things take a different turn than what you were expecting. Not that you mind.
⋆｡° ✮ Pent up and stressed out
Jake knows just the way to help you relief some of that pent up frustration.
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
Jake makes some interesting discoveries about his new avatar body
Tits or ass?
Jake fucking loves your boobs. He loves fucking them too
Marking you as his
— ❝ I’ll be nice once. Then I won’t. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ Sinner and saint
Quaritch has captured you, the oldest daughter of Jake Sully, and made it his personal goal to draw every bit of useful information out of you.
⋆｡° ✮ Listen to me
The cute newbie of his squad enjoys late night activities way too much, keeping Miles up every single night since she moved into the quarters next to his room.
⋆｡° ✮ Helping hands
Quaritch has to escort one of the most annoying scientists he’s ever met, into the depth of pandoras forest, just so she can study some weird looking plants. Surely, it couldn’t get worse than that, right?
⋆｡° ✮ Double trouble
(featuring Jake Sully) The Colonel had send you on a mission to get information out of Jake Sully, but things take a different turn than what you were expecting. Not that you mind.
⋆｡° ✮ Sweet like cherry (mini series)
Miles has a secret admirer and apparently, she has a thing for photography.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6
⋆｡° ✮ Classified briefing
Briefings can be so boring. Luckily, Quaritch has his favorite little lap warmer with him to make to whole thing so much more entertaining.
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
Quaritch loves your ass
How does he eat pussy?
Thigh riding
Corrupting you and then turning you into his little cum dump
— ❝ If you want to live here, you have to ride. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ My dearly detested
Ao‘nung has had enough of that smart little mouth of yours.
⋆｡° ✮ Mine to tease
It’s one thing when Ao’nung bullies you. It’s a complete different thing when someone else dares to lay their hands on you.
⋆｡° ✮ Under control
(Stepbro!Ao’nung AU) Ao‘nung really thought that he could restrain himself when it came to you. But of course you had to test his self control and challenge him in the worst way possible…
⋆｡° ✮ Too close to the sun
(Featuring Neteyam) Ao’nung loved you as Icarus loved the sun- too close, too much.
⋆｡° ✮ Ruin me
Ao‘nung thinks he’s no match to any human males and could easily ruin you for all of your kind. Oh, was he wrong about that.
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
He‘s a sloppy pussy eater
Mean, bratty Ao‘nun turns into a begging mess for you
— ❝ Sit down. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ Polar opposite
(featuring Jake Sully) There’s no plot. Just two dilfs working together.
⋆｡° ✮ Stress relief
(featuring Jake Sully) After a whole day spent on an unsuccessful hunt, the two olo’eyktan’s return to their home frustrated and stressed. But thankfully, their favorite little stress relief toy is already happily waiting for them.
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
Cuddles & sex
Sub!Tonowari + size kink
— ❝ You can’t put babies in cryo, dipshit. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ Sharing is caring
(featuring Lo‘ak) Sometimes, all you need is a good friend who is willing to share.
⋆｡° ✮ The Na‘vi way
To walk, eat, talk and even think like a Na‘vi, that was one thing. But to dress like one? That was a whole new level of commitment just to get this job done.
— ❝ Let’s go, buttercup. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ coming soon!
Teylan:
— ❝ Tinkering with junk is easier than people. People are complicated. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ coming soon!
So‘lek:
— ❝ They were looking for you. They found me. ❞
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
Forming an alliance with Neteyam
Eetu:
— ❝ Call for her! Call for your Ikran! ❞
⋆｡° ✮ coming soon!
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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. | Neteyam Sully
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 : idk if u write pure angst but, but, but i have a request. what about a neteyam x fem!reader where whenever she is in danger he always manages to get there in time to save her? something like '2 times he's in time and 1 time he's too late' [or almost too late, if u r not in the mood for a bad ending] (?) sorry if this doesn't make sense, english is not my first language :((
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : neteyam x fem!omaticayan reader
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : hi! this request got so much love so here goes nothing. you didn't specify if you wanted the reader to be human or na'vi, so i picked what i thought would best flow with the narrative :3. i slightly deviated from what's canon in the film as well. sorry, this took so long to get out and some of the tags were not working. - once again, feedback is much appreciated. enjoy!! (also i highly suggest listening to waiting room by phoebe bridgers whilst reading this.. i would link it but they took it off spotify).
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : atwow spoilers, injuries, angst, fluff, character death, blood, some cussing, mild gore (descriptive fight scenes), neteyam sickeningly in lword, established relationship, sully family being <3333, heartbreak!!!!! reader is a badass warrior.
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 8k words !1!1
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 : @eywas-library @ghoulbli @ellabellabus07 @loves1ckgirl @your-daily-dose-of-fangirl @keijikunn @nijirozzz @eywas-heir @mymelodynumber1fan @kalims @bammtoli @blahehblah @iloveyomama44 @babamiasworld @rreyysol @stomach-bugg09 @xoxo-periwinkle-skies @23victoria @mashiromochi @grierpilots @buttercake2234 @bwormie @spicycloudsalad @missdreamofendless @neteyamoa @gamorxa
𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 :
Thanator - or the Na'vi name Palulukan (meaning "dry mouth bringer of fear") is a carnivorous animal native to the forests of Pandora.
Yawntu - a loved one, lover, beloved person. This is commonly used as a term of endearment.
Woodsprites - or the Na'vi name Atokirina is a seed of the Tree of Souls that lives on Pandora. These seeds, according to the Na'vi, are very pure and sacred spirits.
Skxwang - a person who acts/is a moron or an idiot.
Mawey - a term equivalent to the human version of "stay calm/ be calm".
Awa'atlu - a Metkayina Clan village off the coast of the Eastern Sea.
Uturu - a Na'vi tradition stating that any refugee seeking sanctuary must be granted safe harbor.
Skimwings - or the Na'vi name: Tsurak is a Pandoran creature inhabiting the tropical oceans. The Metkayina clan and other reef clans use the Skimwing for hunting larger prey at the surface or to dive deeper. It is also used as a mount during combat.
Melìew - your mother's name in this story.
Olo'eyktan - the clan leader is one of the most important members of a Na'vi clan and is similar to a chieftain. The leader is in charge of the clan and may rule along with their mate.
Tsahìk - the spiritual leader of a Na'vi clan, and the most important member next to the clan leader. The job of the Tsahìk is to interpret the will of Eywa, guide the clan spiritually, and perform important ceremonies such as Uniltaron and, in rare cases, the consciousness transfer.
Tulkun - a large, intelligent marine species native to the oceans of Pandora. Each Metkayina member engages a lifelong bond with a tulkun early in their life, whom they call their spirit brother/sister.
Payakan - Payakan is a young tulkun who befriends Lo'ak, one of Jake Sully and Neytiri's children, after saving his life.
Neteyam and yourself were a force to reckon with. Your souls are intertwined and saved for one another. It was unspoken throughout the clan that you would be each other's mates when the right time came. An official seal, partners for a lifetime - even once your spirit settles with Eywa.
That's how it was supposed to be.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄.
𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, he had been worried that due to his father's insistent training, he would have missed the date you'd planned. As he made his way through the clearing of your "secret spot", he immediately halted. Getting into a defensive stance as he reached for his bow and arrows.
You stood still, while a few meters away from you - a Thanator crept closer and closer. Y/n had not thought to bring her bow and arrows, only a hunting knife.
For once she had not thought to bring more protection, just wanting to be at peace with her favourite person. She didn't know she would stumble into any trouble, they weren't even that far from home.
In the Omaticaya clan, you were the most sought out for your hunting skills. But nothing could prepare you for this. While hand-on-hand combat was something you continued to learn from Toruk Makto, you'd only seen a Thanator in the wild very few times. You knew to never engage, hide and calm your breathing - do not make contact.
But it was too late for that now, wasn't it?
Neteyam's heart missed a beat, but the arrow he aimed at the Thanator didn't. It pierced through one of its legs. Letting out a ferocious raw as it barred its teeth at you both. He didn't stand down, shooting another arrow - this time sinking into its other leg.
The Thanator let out a low whine, its eyes calculating. Before pivoting and disappearing back into the jungle.
It was silent for a few moments, the adrenaline still ramping itself up in both your bones. Making your way over to him you brought him into a hug, leaning your head on his chest.
It felt like leaves had been shoved down your throat as you struggled to speak from the sheer shock. "Always my savior, thank you 'Teyam."
He scoffed, smoothing down your braids and pressing his lips to your forehead not letting up. He muttered against your skin, so gently.
"That could have gone a lot worse, yawntu." His eyes flittered around your surroundings, his ears perked up and tail swooshing in high alert still.
Squeezing his shoulders, you tried to ease some of his tension. Rubbing your nose against his, before taking a step back.
"But it didn't! My warrior, the mighty Neteyam Sully! The crowd goes wild, ahhhh!" You cupped your hands around your mouth, making a show of it all.
Rolling his eyes at your childish actions, he bent down retrieving what his dad called a "picnic mat" and the basket you had hand-woven for these special occasions.
"Come on, silly. Let's head back, the Thanator could still be around for all we know."
You pouted at his words, accepting the free hand he held out for you.
"What about our date?"
"We could do it at the stream closer to home."
"Okay fine, I can get behind that."
He ruffled your hair, admiring your feline-like eyes that squinted at the gleaming sun. Your nose scrunching at the force of it all.
Yeah, he'd never get tired of this.
His soul felt electrified whenever he was in your presence. You brought out a side of him that he concealed to try to live up to the mantle of "the golden child".
You were aware of the pressure and how tiring it made him feel. The demand was ultimately too much for someone as young as him to carry on his shoulders sometimes. But he looked up to his parents, and Y/n couldn't blame him for doing so.
He's your other half, and you'll always support him and his endeavors.
That's why you loved moments like these, not including the Thanator. But you felt reassured that he'd always have your back, as you would with his. It felt like second nature to you at this point.
Loving Neteyam.
This was the way of life for you both, and while it sometimes got a little messy - you always found your personal ways back to one another. Even when duty calls, even if you only catch glimpses of each other for a few days.
He would always leave a mark on you, whether it was the multitude of armbands he would weave intricately for you. The ones he'd whine for you to wear so your clan knew of his intentions as if they didn't already. Or perhaps a searing kiss full of yearning and a lifetime of promises.
Neteyam kept to himself a lot, due to his constant strenuous training he didn't mingle like other kids his age would. Sure maybe with the elders, but he didn't exactly have a core group of friends his age - only his family.
And you, you.
His normalcy amongst the ever so often brewing chaos. A semblance of ease always coursed through him even when you'd bask in each other's presence in silence. He greatly valued anytime he had with you, and when he wasn't with you. Neteyam would always think of you and worship the ground you walked on.
Like how you felt loving him was second nature, the thought of you circling his mind came as easy to him as the action of breathing.
That's who you are to each other, always filling in the cracks. Not leaving a rock unturned, words did not have to be spoken out loud to prove your inclination to one another. It was already written in both of your dispositions.
A devotion so boundless does come with conflict though.
But you didn't ponder on that for the time being, instead, you let Neteyam guide you back home. The date had yet to even properly start.
If only you knew he'd be called back to his duties as the chief's son.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄.
This wasn't the plan. All Lo'ak had wanted to do was see some sort of wreckage that had been left behind from the war his father had led.
You were going to stay behind but Tuk insisted she wanted you to come with them, and that you had to join her. There was no way you could deny her cute pout and glassy amber eyes.
So you did just that, you accompanied them.
Time seemed to escape you all, too enthralled by what was left of the wreckage from what seemed to be a demon-flying mechanism of sorts that had been brought down. The foliage that surrounded you all as Woodsprites twinkled and fluttered with the soothing breeze.
After you all got back down from the tree and found Kiri, it was time to make the trek back home.
"We really need to head back before the Eclipse comes kiddos. Come on, move it! Let's go!" You mused, urging them to quicken their pace.
You halted as Lo'ak and Spider peered down at a large footprint.
"What is it?" Kiri insisted.
"We're always supposed to be home by eclipse", Tuk worried. Y/n patted her head in comfort as she looked down at the marking molded into the mud.
"That's way too big for a human", Lo'ak noted.
"Avatars?" Spider questioned in response.
"Maybe..." Lo'ak trailed off as he looked around him.
Lo'ak was suddenly determined to find out who they had belonged too. "They're for sure not ours."
"What are you doing?" Kiri inquired, confused as to why they were straying away from the direction that would guide them back to base.
"Shh, tracking." He controlled his steps as you all reluctantly followed him.
"This is ridiculous, I am not letting Neteyam take the blame for this one," Y/n stressed. Knowing somehow he'd try to put the baggage of this situation back on him.
Tuk mumbled Neteyam, under her breath, and smiled. Making you ease your worries and grin down at her. You loved the bond they shared.
You cursed to yourself as you crouched down behind some leaves. Staying vigilant, your grip on your bow tightened as you made sure to be hyperaware of any sudden noises surrounding you all.
Nervously you bit down on your bottom lips as you saw figures up ahead. Avatars in military gear? This isn't looking good.
Kiri sensing your worries, placed a hand on your shoulder as she looked at the Avatars as well. "We are never supposed to come here."
"Dad is going to ground you-", She continued whispering quietly
"Shhh, shhh."
"- for life!" You nodded your head in agreement as you flicked Lo'aks ear in annoyance.
"Ow!" He muttered quietly glaring at you, only to cower down at your fierce glare.
"Yo, we gotta go check this out," Lo'ak turned back around and said to Spider, nodding his head over to the infamous old shack. The place where the demon (Spider's dad) and Jake Sully had fought.
Y/n hissed at them, grabbing Lo'ak by his ear (again). He smacked her arm at the action.
"You two dipshits are really pushing it this time!" Y/n fumed, if she wasn't on edge before - she's definitely dangling over it now.
"It's going to be fine, we'll be on our own merry way before you know it! Now please, let go of my ear!" Lo'ak insisted, you rolled your eyes before letting it go.
She knew better than to put a stop to his actions because she simply couldn't. Lo'ak was an unstoppable force once he sets his mind on doing something.
Kiri groaned quietly. "Skxwang."
Your gut had a bad feeling about all this. This needs to be called in. They weren't like your people. Avatars that were carrying a lot of deadly weaponry. The ones that would come from the raids ordered by your Olo'eyktan. These people were dangerous.
Great mother, you gotta get out of here.
Keeping a close eye on Lo'ak and Spider, you whispered to Kiri and Tuk.
"Get ready to head out." They nodded at you, starting to realise the seriousness of this situation.
Lo'ak seemed to have read your mind, as they made their way back to the rest of you guys - he pressed his comms button attached to his upper neck.
He conversed with his father, telling him what he could see about the Avatars. Their location and who he was with.
You listened in with your own comms, one that Jake and Neytiri had graciously gifted to you.
Neteyam growled at the mention of your name and Tuk's.
"Y/n is there?" Neteyam asked through clenched teeth. The grip he had on his Ikran tightened turning his once blue knuckles almost stark white.
"It's going to be fine, yawntu. We're moving out." You tried your best to reassure him.
Neteyam looked at his parents, they could only nod at him to help him regain focus. Neytiri had only seen such worry cross her son's features very few times, she too knew this was a dire situation.
Neteyam closed his eyes for a short moment, processing. "Okay, we're on our way. I'm taking our shortcut."
Lo'ak looked at you in question, but you ignored it. Now is not the time.
"Hurry, let's go!" You ushered them out from the bushes, trying to head as far away from the old shack as you possibly could. You made sure to stay behind all of them, constantly turning your head to look back.
"We're all going to be in so much trouble!" Kiri spoke in a hushed tone.
Lo'ak turned to his sister. "Kiri, stop."
"Guys, come on!" Spider said.
Tuk looked back at you all. "It's almost Eclipse, come on!"
You were about to agree with Tuk before a pair of arms reached out from the hanging branches - grabbing onto her small body.
Her shrill scream immediately shifted you into the headspace you'd enter when on raids. Clasping your bow and arrow you aimed it at the unknown Na'vi. Before you could release the arrow, more of them popped out from the foliage surrounding you all.
Hissing, you put your backs against one another as they closed in on you guys.
"Put it down, put it down!" They ordered.
There was a lot of commotion, and you noted how they were speaking in English and not your native tongue. They definitely aren't from here, even if their bodies say otherwise. A lot of commotion was occurring, but your eyes never strayed from Tuks.
Lo'ak cautioned you all, "Guys. Put it down, put it down." He spoke in your language, you'll tell him how smart he is for doing so later.
You snarled but followed him. You knew there were too many of them, there was no way of getting out of this unless one of you got hurt. Trying to strategize you thought of ways to work yourself all out of this situation. But it was too late, they apprehended all of you.
"Mawey, Mawey." Kiri tried to calm Tuk down through all the yelling and sudden movements.
"Shut up, don't move!"
"What have we here?" One of them said. But he seemed different to the rest, more commandeering, and authoritative. He was the leader for sure.
It seemed Y/n's thoughts not too long ago predicted what was about to happen.
Before you knew it. You knocked your forehead into the Na'vi whose hand lingered too long on your waist and gripped tightly on your braids.
He retaliated by smacking your head with the barrel of his gun. Laughing as you fell to the ground, face being pushed further into the floor by the sole of his boot that he was wearing.
He chuckled, pressing down harder earning a grunt of pain from you. "We got ourselves a feisty one, would you look at that!" His comrades laughed and jeered at his comment.
Your friends though, oh they were livid.
"Y/n!" Tuk wailed for you, as Lo'ak did his best to not cause mayhem.
"Get up." You groaned as he anchored you up by your braids. Y/n looked at her armband through her blurry vision, reminding herself to not cause more of a scene. For she feared what she could lose.
"Mawey, Mawey, I'm alright." You choked out, continuing like Lo'ak to speak Na'vi.
"As I was gonna say before I was so rudely interrupted." The leader once again spoke. He looked at each one of you inquisitively, before one of his people showed him Kiri's hands.
These were the times you were grateful that the Sully children wanted you to learn english alongside them. You caught on to what they were assuming about Kiri. All of you did.
Y/n barred her teeth as the idiotic man once again yanked on Kiri's hair, feeling panicky as their leader approached Lo'ak.
He demanded Lo'ak to show him his fingers, only to get flipped off. You could only watch in pride, he truly was his father's son.
As he continued to nag at Lo'ak you could only ponder what they wanted from all of you, how could they know these were the children of Toruk Makto?
"No!" Y/n protested as he put a knife to Lo'aks neck. But the man holding her captive only strengthened the grip he had on her head of hair. You knew he wouldn't disclose his dads whereabouts, and they didn't need to know either that they were already on their way to help you all out.
When the leader spoke in Na'vi it took everything in your willpower to not mock him for how butchered his pronunciation was. These were definitely people from the sky.
"Get away from her!" Y/n screamed as Spider and Lo'ak joined alongside her telling him to get the hell away from Kiri.
As he spoke to Spider, your eyes met Kiri's. She worriedly glanced at your bleeding head from the gun being slammed into you. But to soothe her you simply mouthed that you were okay.
You were all going to get out of this, alive.
"Miles?"
"Nobody calls me that," Spider said in response.
Your eyes widened in realisation, as did Lo'ak and Kiri's. The man standing before you was Miles Quaritch, Spider's father who was supposed to be deceased.
The sky demon who raged war on your homeland, the one who had killed your father in battle.
You were not about to let him take away any more of your family. Y/n wanted to kill him. How dare he have a second chance at life, in a world like Pandora which he completely takes for granted?
Quaritch stands up, gazing around. "We are standing by for extract, over."
Extract? No, they aren't here yet.
Y/n struggled to fight against the tight hold on her as they started to move away from where they'd been ambushed.
"Let us go!" Kiri begged, pain evident in her voice. You could only shake your head at her, not wanting for her to receive the same brutal treatment you'd just experienced.
"Shut up!" The bald ugly one seethed. Demon trash.
As you were shoved to the ground you could only look up at the clear skies above you. Silently, Y/n prayed to Eywa in hopes they'd be rescued before it was too late.
࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ˳೫˚
Eclipse was nearing, and the gleaming sun was starting to fade away and rest for the night. You only wished you could do the same, but being held as a "viable prisoner" unfortunately hinders that.
But not too far from where you and the rest waited to be saved, there were three people who landed on a tree branch. Hopping off their Ikrans, they sought to do just that. To save the ones they loved most.
"You stay with the Ikrans," Jake ordered his son.
Neteyam could only shut his eyes in annoyance, his stance shifting to convey his determination. There was a fire burning in his eyes, and it wasn't going to cease any time soon.
"Dad, I'm a warrior like you. I'm supposed to fight," He urged. No, he pleaded.
He could not just stand here and tend to the Ikrans. The mere thought of doing so was agonizing enough for him. To wait for you and his siblings to return safely.
The boy could only let his fingertips brush against the choker you had made and gifted him only the night before.
"Neteyam," Neytiri understood her son's worries. But she already had more than enough on her plate.
Jake gave a slight shake of his head, "I won't say it again."
"But dad! She's-", He tried to counteract. Sway his parents somehow, his hands yearned for revenge. The anguish on the tip of his tongue, his bow weighing on his back like a ton of bricks.
"I know, son. And I will get her back too. Just, stay here." Jake sighed, placing his hand on Neteyam's shoulder for a moment.
Before Neteyam could try to rebut, his parents had already begun venturing off methodically.
"Yes sir." He muttered to himself, walking back over to his Ikran and placing a gentle hand on it.
He had to think of his own plan.
Meanwhile, the bioluminescence beginning to flourish right before your eyes made your heart stumble on itself. She didn't know who was going to arrive first anymore. Her saviors, or soon-to-be tormentors.
Your thoughts continued to remain astray as the rain pelted down on your skin. Y/n did not let it show how the water seeping into her open wound located at the side of her head had caused her immense pain. Instead, she clenched her jaw and continued to watch over her family.
Y/n's ears perked at the static coming from a set of comms, something, something. 3 minutes.
She had to resort to something else then, she has to devise her own plan.
Quaritch though, couldn't shake a feeling that something was awry.
"Watch our 6."
You tried to angle your head to try to watch over Spider and Kiri. Only to fall short at the harsh tug of your ear.
"Keep your eyes forward."
You glared into nothingness, Y/n had never felt so utterly disposable.
Neytiri could only watch on as she pressed herself further into the tree. She had a clear sight of all of you. Something untamed bubbled within her having to witness her children in such a vulnerable state.
Then you heard it, Neytiri's call. Sounding again and again. To any person it'd sound like one of the many animals dominating the jungle, but you knew otherwise.
Catching on to this, Lo'ak gave an affirmative nod to all of you.
It's time.
Kiri prayed to Eywa, hoping to assure her mother's safety in whatever was about to ensue. But you knew the cards had been dealt, now it was time for all of you to follow along.
Instantaneously a familiar arrow sunk into the head of the man who had been guarding Kiri and Spider.
"Contact made!"
Frazzled by the gunshots, you heard a faint call of Lo'aks name. Suddenly a green mist evaded your senses.
Y/n knew now was her chance to escape.
She felt it was only right to let karma be her bitch. As soon as the chamber of the gun the man who had been guarding Y/n had emptied. He maneuvered to replace it, but before he could get far enough - you played your card.
Grasping the front of the gun, ignoring the burn from the gunpowder. You slammed it into the perpetrator's chin, making him stumble backward. Closing your fist, you landed a punch to his face for good measure.
"Tuk, race. Y/n, come on!" Lo'ak yelled for you.
As you began to run towards him, a hand wrapped around your ankle making you propel onto the dirt beneath you. Groaning, you tried to crawl away far enough to push yourself up. But something had glinted in your peripheral.
Your knife. It must have dropped from whoever had them after Neytiri shot her first arrow. You'd thank Neteyam later for having polished your knife when he added new decorative beads to it.
Choking for air, your fingertips brushed against it but a sheer force pushed your arms away from it. You snarled in pain, having reached your limit with this pathetic demon.
Channeling everything you'd learned in all your training back with your clan, you ignored the searing ache. The back of your head met his face with a sharp force.
In his moment of weakness, you scrambled for your knife. This time successfully getting it in your grasp.
You crouched in a defensive stance before him, letting out a vicious hiss as you clutched onto your knife.
"You're gonna pay-", He started to say.
You gasped, both your eyes trailing down to the arrow now wedged in his chest. He could only let out a low groan, trying to advance toward you.
Only he went flying back, another arrow hitting him dead in the forehead. But they weren't from Neytiri.
Pivoting you let out something akin to a choked sob or heave, "Neteyam!"
There he stood strong and mighty as ever. Hidden amongst the nature the jungle provides.
He'd never heard you utter his name like that. The eldest son was so used to it leaving your plush lips in either a tone of endearment or humor. Always enraptured in strings of warmth and grace.
But the way you had just spoken his name, rooted him into the ground. Neteyam never heard you so debilitated, so disoriented. It made his skin crawl in agony.
The gunshots sucked him right back in. He lunged towards you, pulling you away from the mayhem.
"Na'vi!" Someone behind you hollered.
"Rot in hell!" Your scream was directed at your tormentor, you hoped he was still alive to hear those words.
Neteyam pushed you behind him, loading his bow. But before he could shoot again you both were tackled down by Jake.
"Go! Go! Go!" He shouted, pushing you two forward as gunshots rang out.
All of you found temporary solace behind a tree trunk, Jake's arm reached out checking over you both. His eyes widened at how beaten down you looked.
"Follow me! Ready? Ready!" Jake instructed you both. This time it wasn't training though, it was life or death.
Jake stepped out, firing a few bullets at the enemies.
"Move!" Jake bellowed.
You jumped into action, pumping your legs as you run. The chilled air wooshed in your ears and nipped at your cheeks. You hauled yourself over the roots of the trees engulfing you. Narrowly, missing the gunshots as you reminded yourself to not look back.
It didn't sit well with Jake how he was the one ahead and you two were behind him. "Come on!" He yelled.
Neteyam grabbed your hips, pushing you over an abnormally larger root than the rest of the others, understanding the pain you must be in right now.
He knew you were more than capable of getting over it. He just wouldn't be able to get over himself if you sustained even more injuries. It also gave him great comfort being able to see you right in front of him.
You don't know how long you ran for, only finally coming to a stop in a small clearing. Falling to your knees, you tried to catch your breath.
Neteyam had so much to say as he looked down at you, but he physically was in too much shock at the moment. So he chose to settle down beside you, bringing you into his arms carefully.
Jake brought you two once again - to a tree. There you leaned against it, waiting in silence for everyone else.
Soon the rustling of leaves grabbed your attention. Jake held a warning hand to you both, signaling you guys to stay put.
Lo'ak and Tuk made their way to you guys. Giving each other tender hugs, you graciously thanked Eywa for keeping them safe.
As Lo'ak leaned his head on your shoulder, he mumbled an apology to you.
"I'm so sorry for leaving you behind. Tuk was terrified, and I had to get her out of there."
You patted his head, allowing him to lean back and look at you.
"You did what was right, Lo'ak. I have no ill feelings toward you. I'm just grateful you're both okay." Y/n reassured him, as she kissed Tuk on the forehead.
Movement suddenly came from behind you, Jake pushed you and his children behind him - again.
Breaking out from the foliage was a worrisome Kiri and Neytiri.
"Mom!" Tuk cried, running to them. You sluggishly followed her.
Neytiri brought you, girls, into a hug as she too thanked Eywa numerous times that you were all here. She'd never had a reminder as harsh as this.
What she could have just lost.
Neteyam gravitated towards you after Jake embraced both him and Lo'ak.
He looked over at you, eyes and hands trailing.
"We need to get you patched up, grandma can help." He whispered to you, hands hovering over your bruised face.
Inwardly, Neteyam was seething. So many rhetorical questions were prodding at his brain. How you were already wounded when he first saw you? What else had they done to you?
Y/n crooned - "No, no. I'm fine, I'm okay."
"You are not!" He grunted.
His eyes looked dazed, far away. Neteyam was still in a state of terror. Not only had his siblings been put in danger, but his partner in crime as well. His person, was right in the thick of it.
He didn't want to linger on what could have happened if he and his parents came any later. He didn't want to fathom the thought of not just Spider being abducted, but all of you as well.
If his arrow had missed, if anything had gone remotely wrong...
As if you could read his mind, somehow capture his thoughts. Your thumb brushed over his cheek. Your other hand moving to cradle the back of his head as your hand sunk into his braids. Treading your fingers through it you leaned your head against his.
"I'm right here, Neteyam. We're all going to be okay."
Neteyam could only nod as he brought you into another longing embrace.
He'd do whatever it takes for you to stay by each other's sides. Whatever it takes, he will always protect you. Even when he is gone from this world, he vowed to himself right then and there - that he'd still look out for you.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄.
Awa'atlu grew on you over time. It took a while, a lot of adjusting, and taking new things in stride. But you made it this far now, and you felt like maybe this place was truly becoming your home.
It truly felt like a juxtaposition, from the forest - now to the water. Somehow it brought you comfort, Eywa constructed such beautiful places. The community around you, while hostile at first - was also beginning to warm up to all of you too.
Alongside your mother, you had followed the Sullys as you seek out a new place that would hopefully grant you Uturu.
It was truly a challenge, having to stay hidden to keep the people back in your clan safe. You knew it was the right call.
But now the tides were pulling themselves in, dread encompassing the place you were still trying to gain more understanding of.
Your luck was running thin. All you wanted to do was help Lo'ak save Payakan. To be there for your people, your new clan.
It seemed the world had other plans though.
Now you were stuck on the demon ship. Handcuffed to the rails alongside Lo'ak, Tsireya, and Tuk. Snarling you checked the restraints out, you realised you'd have to cut into it to be released. Dammit.
"Be brave," Lo'ak tried to remain optimistic.
Y/n could only hope that Neteyam had gotten back to safety far away from all this.
All your ears perked up, hearing the distinct calls of the Metkayina clan. You could see them in the distance flying on their Skimwings towards the ship.
"Na'vi inbound!" Someone yelled.
"Push left, spread out." Another commanded them.
Tuk had faith, they were all going to get out of this alive. "Dad," she called out to him.
"It's Sully."
Quaritch ripped the comms off from Lo'ak as the Metkayina came to a still in the water a few hundred yards away from you all.
"Jake, tell your friends to stand down. If you want your kids back, you'll come out alone." Quatrich asserted, grasping his gun and pressing it to the side of Lo'aks head.
Tsireya and you yelled for him to stop, whilst Tuk began to cry.
"You know better to test my result."
Y/n wished she could listen in, but she looked around for her mother instead. She noted how Neytiri and Melìew were nowhere to be seen. Must be up in the sky, hovering.
Quaritch was running out of patience, he moved the gun to your head instead.
"She took one of ours, maybe it's time to take one of yours. Like I said, do not test me!" You held your breath, trying not to make any sudden sound or movement.
Your blood ran cold, Y/n did not want to die this way. Especially not now, not when she has so much more reasons to live and experiences to fulfill.
Through gritted teeth, Quaritch challenged Jake. "Do I make myself clear?"
He stepped back, the weight of the gun easing off your head. Y/n looked on to where Jake and the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk were having a heated discussion.
It gave you a moment to ponder on Quaritch's words from before. She hadn't killed one of the sky people. But Neteyam did.
In the midst of all the fighting, it must have looked to them like it had been her doing. Whatever, that was the least of her worries at this time being.
Quaritch once again spoke to Jake through the stolen comms. "Offers beginning to expire. What's it gonna be?"
Y/n looked to Lo'ak after hearing him curse quietly, following his eyes you saw his father pushing on - alone.
"Easy shot." One of the fake Na'vi beckoned.
"You hit him now, they attack. Wait until he's on board."
Lo'ak and yourself let out frustrated groans through harshly gritted teeth. You were defenseless.
Abruptly water shot up as a familiar looking Tulkun shot out from beneath the ocean.
"Payakan", Tuk yelled out.
Water rained down on you all as he launched himself on top of the ship. You watched in astonishment as he wreaked havoc.
"Argh!" You grunted, pushing a nearby soldier to Payakan. Lo'ak mimicked your actions as he called out for his brother.
"Yeah!" Lo'ak whooped.
"Holy shit," You gaped as Payakan deflected the harpoon and dove back into the ocean.
The sound of gunshots had your ears ringing as you watched the Metkayina charge at the sky people. Sighing in relief as you saw your mother on her Ikran flying side by side with Neytiri.
Y/n could only observe as the sky people hopped on their own Ikrans and flew upwards. While everyone fought each other you used this to your advantage, trying to break free from your restraints.
Neytiri and your mother flew over the ship, looking down at their children in horror. Both of them shot arrows into the gunships that attempted to fly into the battle.
The ship suddenly jerked, before moving at a far faster pace. Shrieking as you were suddenly suspended in the air, before knocking back down onto the ship.
Water sprayed at all of you on impact. Lo'ak let out a pained groan as he pushed himself up, kicking at the rails.
"Are you okay," he asked all of you. You all nodded, before following his motions and kicking the rail as well.
Alarms sounded all around the ship. You needed to get out of here.
Suddenly, Tuk gasped gleefully. "Neteyam!"
Your head whipped to the side, distracted by pushing at the railing.
He held a knife in his head, grinning - "Hey baby brother, you need some help?"
"You're ridiculous," Y/n mused. Her heart soared at the sight of her boyfriend unharmed.
"Shut up, come on!" Lo'ak replied, looking over his shoulders to see no one was paying attention to them.
He quickly cut Tsireya out of her restraints, and moving onto Tuk he did the same.
Now it was your turn.
He gazes into your eyes, fighting off the instinct to caress your face. Cutting you out of your restraints, he could finally breathe easier. His hands hovered over your wrists seeing the angry red marks that now tainted your deep blue skin.
He looked to Tsireya and you, "Get tuk out of here."
Nodding, you grasped onto Tuk's arm running to the edge of the ship. You turned around as Neteyam stumbled towards you, eyes squinting seeing Lo'ak had rushed the other way.
"Lo'ak!" He called for his brother, making his way back to him as the younger brother grabbed a gun. You watched them bicker back and forth, rolling your eyes at their idiotic antics.
"Tsireya go, we'll meet you there," Y/n said as she took her knife out.
"No, Y/n!" Tuk pouted at you.
Leaning down you kissed her forehead, "I'll be back soon".
Y/n nodded at Tsireya before making her way over to the two Skxwangs.
"Come on bro, we can't leave him!"
You tugged on Neteyam's arm, "What's going on?"
"We've gotta get Spider!" Lo'ak exclaimed.
Y/n tilted her head up to meet Neteyam's eyes. He look troubled, but he knew if he didn't follow - Lo'ak would venture on this mission by himself.
It's just, something felt off.
You knew in those few seconds, Neteyam had the same gut feeling you did. It wasn't that you didn't want to save Spider, but the circumstances of everything were already against you all. Y/n had a terrible feeling about this, and the last time she had this feeling was at the Old Shack.
But you weren't going to leave them behind. Looking around, you also decided to pick up a gun.
Neteyam, realising the intent of your actions fought against them weakly. "No, go with Tuk."
You stared him down. He knew you already made up your mind.
Sighing, he pushed you in front of him. Each of you crept further into the ship, jumping on a nearby wall and climbing to the ceiling.
Y/n tuned out the sounds of the people running beneath her frantically. Choosing to continue to move along.
The three of you made your way onto some sort of connecting platform. Lo'ak put a finger to his lips, before pointing down below. Neteyam and Y/n peered over the edge, seeing Spider being guarded by multiple men.
As they rounded the corner, Neteyam signed "Jump down when I do".
In a matter of seconds he leaped down, you and Lo'ak closely following behind. You pushed one of the men into the nearest wall, immediately slicing his throat.
A hand came at your shoulder and gripped it harshly, but you quickly grabbed it as you turned around. Slamming the man into the ground you leaned down, holding the man's head - you stabbed your knife in his chest.
As you got back up, Neteyam suddenly pushed you out of the way. He grabbed the man who was charging at you and threw him down the ship.
Silence. Your adrenaline had your hands shaking, but before anyone could say a word - one of the men got up grasping his gun.
Lo'ak bet him to it, firing a bunch of rounds and shooting the man down.
Your eyes widened in shock, "Bro come on", Spider called.
Neteyam put his hand in yours, examining his brother.
"Let's go."
Neteyam tugged you along, jumping down as you all tried to figure out a way to get off this ship.
Spider thanked you all, but you saw Quaritchs right-hand man in the near distance.
"No!" Neteyam shouted, aiming the gun Lo'ak was pointing at him down to the ground. Shots were fired at you all as you crouched down rushing away from the henchmen.
"Give me that," Neteyam grabbed his gun whilst you held yours. You both peeked out, as you reached a corner. Firing in the general area the bullets were coming from.
"Go, Go, Go!" You and Neteyam yelled at the two boys.
Y/n checked behind them, witnessing them successfully leaping off the ship.
"Go, Neteyam! I am right behind you." Y/n urged, continuing to shoot at the men.
A deep guttural growl escaped him.
He wanted to complain, but the sound of more gunshots cut him off before he could do so.
He headed in the same direction Lo'ak and Spider had gone. Jumping into the ocean, he waited for you.
You looked to where the men were reloading the guns. It was now or never.
Right before you moved to leap as well, someone suddenly body-slammed you. Screaming at the impact, you desperately tried to reach for the gun that got knocked out of your hands.
A soldier held you down, and the bubble gum she had been chewing - popped. Giving you a deathly glare she dug her fingernails into your skin, drawing blood.
Y/n squirmed as she tried to resist and fight her way out of her deathly grip.
"You killed a good man in the woods. Like Colonel said, you took one of ours." She spat at you.
Any response you could have uttered was cut off by your own knife being plunged into your lower chest.
Y/n wanted to scream, to do anything but succumb to the faith that had just been handed to her. But the pain was excruciating, nothing like she'd ever felt before in her entire life.
"Rot in hell." She sneered at you.
It sounded ironic. The words you had screamed in a moment of triumph, resinated bitterly now.
She rolled you, pushing you over the edge as you plummeted into the water.
Struggling to stay afloat, all you could hear was your friends and lovers muffled cheering. Y/n could only smile to herself, at least they were all okay.
Everything else began to blur from then on, you remember them realising you were wounded. How Neteyam had never looked so disoriented in his life.
Oh, how the situations have flipped.
This wasn't the plan.
How dare he jump for safety and leave you to die? It should have been him.
"N-Neteyam." You choked out, your chest rising up and down rapidly. Y/n was grappling to stay afloat as her own hand tried to cover her stab wound.
Neteyam's heart shattered at the sight of you as he held you above water. "Shhh, save your energy. You're going to be just fine."
He took you away from prying eyes, keeping a lookout as he called for his Ilu. Lo'ak, Tsireya, and Spider were right behind him.
"Bro, we can take her to that rock over there." Lo'ak pointed, not too far but enough distance to separate you all from the sinking ship.
Neteyam nodded, continuing to hold you upright and letting you lean on him.
It felt like a million years, his entire lifetime seeming like it passed before reaching the rock.
With the help of everyone else, they lifted you on it, carrying you and settling you down.
"Watch her head, watch her head," Neteyam repeated. Pushing wet hair strands away from your face that was scrunched up in discomfort
"That could have gone a lot worse, yawntu." You quietly said.
Neteyam's smile was grim, suddenly taken back to your date in the jungle that had been interrupted by that mighty Thanator and his own personal duties back at home.
"Huh, yeah. It really could have. But it didn't" Neteyam stuttered out.
His chuckles that followed his words were forced, vision going murky at the tears that threatened to burst through his facade.
He knew even as Tsireya stuffed the stab wound with moss from the rock it was too late. There was too much blood, so much blood. For the very first and last time, he was too late.
Too late to save you, and now he didn't know what to do.
Your end is near.
Before there was an opportunity to aid you. To get you to safety - to save you from harm's way. But this time there was absolutely nothing he could do. He'd never felt so openly inferior.
All he could do was let Eywa retrieve you peacefully.
Your cries of pain tore into him, tears gushing down your face as he hushed you and tried to wipe them all away.
It devastated him to know there wasn't any way for him to feel your pain. He never wanted this to ever happen to you.
He truly thought that this move away from all the danger and war had bought you both more time.
He was a fool for thinking that life would bestow that upon him.
The sudden wooshing of Ikrans wings mingled in the tense air as Neytiri and Melìew landed on the rock. Jake, hopped off his Skimwing.
"Oh great mother, no! My daughter, my daughter!" Your mother wept as she fell onto her knees by your side.
Neteyam gripped your hand, squeezing it in reassurance.
"Mom, I did it. I'm truly a warrior." You struggled, your breath seeming to escape you quicker than you thought.
"You silly girl. You always have been. You always will be." Your mother soothed you, her hands holding your face and caressing your hair.
You meekly smiled at her, looking at everyone who surrounded you. Neytiri silently cried as Jake held her in his arms. It gave you a sense of comfort, through the pair - you saw yourself and Neteyam.
Y/n glanced at Jake, "Thank you for everything."
Jake could only bend down, pressing a hand to your leg and giving it a squeeze. He had so much to say. How wonderful you are at everything you do. The way you gave every training lesson your all. And the way you treated his son. But he had a feeling you already knew.
Neytiri moved to the free space above your head, gripping onto one of your mum's hands as she pressed a tender kiss to your forehead.
You would always be her honourary daughter, and she knew she was about to lose you. All she could do now was be here and try to give you some comfort.
"Neteyam?"
"Yes, Y/n?" Neteyam peered down at you, and you returned his gaze.
"Are we going back home?" She whispered.
He could see the light he adored so much fading away from Y/n's eyes. The faint wheeze in your breathing, and your skin losing its colour.
"Yeah we are, we're gonna finish that picnic date. You gotta prepare your basket okay? Don't forget the picnic blanket." His tears were free-falling at this point, but he no longer had the willpower to care about saving face.
All he cared about at this moment was you.
Numb to the feelings consuming your body, Y/n's smile widened. “Okay 'Teyam, can we bring our Ikrans?"
Neteyam forced himself to nod, keeping his tone of voice upbeat. "You bet, Y/n. I'll even race you."
You coughed as you giggled. Neteyam's frown deepened, as he cradled your face.
For the very last time, you nuzzled into the warmth his open palm provided. Taking in his faint yet distinct scent of salt and nature.
Peace poured into your heart and soul.
"I'm gonna win. and I'm always going to love you. I love you, and your wonderful family. I love you, I see you." You rambled, truly hoping you conveyed your last words well.
"I will always see you," Neteyam murmured, taking all of you in as well.
And then the light faded.
Tsireya was the first to realise this, she looked down at your blood coating her hands as she started to cry. Lo'ak held onto her, and Neteyam - knowing damn well he was about to need it.
"Y/n? Y/n. Y/n!" Neteyam wailed out a gut-wrenching cry for help.
He couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't come to terms that you were no longer here.
You were with the great mother now.
"No, Y/n. Please! Come back to me!" He leaned his forehead on yours, closing his eyes tight. He prayed that when he'd open them, this would all be a ruthless lie.
That you'd be able to actually go on that other date. Live on to be each other's mates in the eyes of Eywa. To be able to witness and create a family of your own.
You'd be able to grow and flourish. Together.
His hopes and dreams were crushed the moment your last breath escaped you. Anguish and rage now consumed him.
They took you away from him. Robbed him of a life that was supposed to be spent being by your side, your eternal protector.
As his eyes opened, yours stayed the same.
His fingertips flittered over them, before closing your eyes.
Neteyam could no longer bare to look at what he had lost.
His soul, now as empty as your weightless gaze.
The cries of his family and your mother echoed in his ears, yet he maintained a tight hold on your cold hand.
This couldn't have gone any worse.
But it simply had. And now you were gone.
One with the ocean, one with the sea. Neteyam liked to think and believe they had welcomed you in harmony.
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Alice Roberts (Pandora's Box)—I dunno if she was a star per se but she did this groundbreaking lesbian role in a very groundbreaking 1920 movie and she won my heart while doing so. And his 1920's butch style is on pointtt
Lillian Gish (The Wind, Broken Blossoms)—Known as "The First Lady of American Cinema," Lillian Gish was an Academy Award nominated actress that actually began her career as a child actor onstage in theater plays. She was a prominent actress during the silent film era and her ethereal beauty made her one of the most popular actresses of the time/ She was a favorite leading lady of famous director D.W. Griffith, starring in several of his films, including the controversial Birth of a Nation. She was known to go to extremes in preparing for roles, such as sustaining permanent nerve damage in her fingers on one hand after filming a scene in Way Down East where she fainted on an ice floe and kept her hand partially submerged in the frigid water. Her screams during the famous closet scene of Broken Blossoms were supposedly so realistic and horrific that tale has it that bystanders outside the studio had to be stopped from rushing in to help. She is listed on AFI's list of the greatest female stars of classic American Cinema and was awarded several honors during her career.
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3/3/2024 EDIT: there has been a lot of discussion on this poll that I'm currently examining. Please read the propaganda carefully and weigh your options before voting.
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Lillian Gish propaganda:
"I love her just. So so much."
"Was in (arguably) the first movie ever and yeah it was a crap movie but still. Also watch her in Broken Blossoms, man can she ACT (and if an actress is good at her craft it does in fact make me more horny for her)"
"she's literally everything to me i'm not even kidding. quite LITERALLY called the First Lady of American Cinema, she was a damn pioneer of silent movies and acting. she wrote! she directed! she is exactly what i think a fairy would look like actually. she slayed in The Wind. i mean. look at Her"
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Regulus Black - Asking for a Friend
Pairing : Regulus Black x (she/her) Reader
Word Count : 4.4k
Warning : I'm not sure if there's any, but let me know if I missed any.
Synopsis : Regulus comes to the realisation that the admiration he holds of her was more than a platonic one and it just so happen that Valentine's day was just around the corner.
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“Have you ever had a friend that you're just so fond of and you wish that your partner would be just like them?”
Regulus’ question broke the stillness of the table, making his study mates to look up. Now Pandora, having been known to be the most studious of the group, has always hated it when someone causes any distraction in their study sessions yet for this one particular topic, she seems to be intrigued rather than looking bothered. It isn’t everyday your best friend of 5 years would talk about their romantic interest, after all.
“Elaborate.” Pandora says, her brows knitted together.
“I mean, you know.. You wish that your partner would be just like them.”
Evan squints his eyes, seemingly confused at his brief explanation, “I’m not sure I’m following you, mate. Doesn’t that just simply mean that you fancy them?”
The nonchalant expression on Regulus’ face turns blank in an instant. As if someone has just flicked the light bulb on top of his head, clearing the haze that has been fogging his mind. The sudden clarity has knocked him for six. Is that truly what it means? Days spent silently praising her beauty and nights wasted recalling their conversations were because he fancies her?
Over the years Regulus would find more of her personality to be his weakness, growing the softest spot in his heart specially reserved for her. He would always admire her witty comments, how she always conveyed her mind with the most articulate and intelligent words. Her friendly and warm nature is always something he adores and the way she would always listen to every worthless remark Regulus has with that magnetising smile and understanding eyes, it was impossible for Regulus to not wish his partner would be someone like her.
“So,” Barty asks, nudging on the raven haired boy with a teasing smile “Which friend do we fancy?”
Regulus’ cheeks turn rosy. All hell would break loose if Barty or Evan found out about it. Those boys are as good as a toothpick for a door bolt. The moment they knew about his growing affection for her, they would most immediately spill the beans and make things awkward between them.
And no, Regulus could certainly never have that.
“No one.” Regulus lies as he looks back down to his parchment paper “We fancy no one.”
“Oh come on now, Big Boy.” Barty whines “You’ve ripped off the bandage, might as well show us the scar.”
Regulus rolls his eyes, attempting to look as nonchalant as he could, “You’re fond of Evan’s presence, doesn’t mean you fancy him now, do you?”
“I don’t know, I wouldn’t say that’s impossible.” Barty jests as he begins to make fake kissing expressions to Evan.
“Oh, my Darling, Barty Bear.” Evan indulges in his best friend’s stunt, fake snogging Barty.
Regulus’ lips twitch into a smile, amused at the play-act his best friends are performing. He let out a relieved sigh, knowing that he’s just flee himself from being pestered by questions about his crush, but when he turned his gaze to the only girl at the table, Regulus knew that the little smirk plastered on Pandora’s face would be a form of nightmare he’ll be facing from that day onwards. He knows that she wouldn’t rest until he gives out a name and though she looks like she already knows who the lucky girl is, Regulus is certain that Pandora wouldn’t show him any mercy from the teasing and taunts.
—-
Dinner has been hard to swallow ever since the realisation of his budding infatuation for her. Regulus finds it impossible to not glance at her table, watching her from his peripheral vision as she chats and laughs with her group of friends. Whatever joke Barty throws or moans Evan has about his class have entered and left his ear like an insignificant noise, mind completely enamoured with her candid beauty.
His grip on the fork only tightens as he realises that she was walking to their table, a brilliant smile decorating her face as she takes a seat next to him, “Evening my favourite Serpents.”
“Fantastic, you’re here!” Evan exclaims gleefully, taking her hands to his that made Regulus’ stomach drop a little “Regulus here has been so out of it since this afternoon, we think he’s broken.”
Barty nods eagerly, “He didn’t even twitch a muscle at my joke and mind you it was bloody brilliant!”
She let out a chuckle, looking at Regulus lovingly (at least in his mind) before turning back to face Evan and Barty. Now the words exchanged between the five of them have gone from a trifling noise to a completely deafen sound. His eyes were glued on hers, taking mental notes of all the little gestures she made. How she would close her eyes shut whenever she laughs, how her brows crinkled more often than not, and how her cheekbones pop wherever she smiles, making her look a thousand times more hypnotising.
Now it was nothing out of the ordinary for Regulus to be the most quiet party of the table, but the little to no words uttered by him was making her suspicious. Sure it wouldn’t be the first time he would watch her intently and just agree with whatever is being discussed, but something’s different this time. The way his shoulder relaxes and how the small curl on his lip never waters was making her feel a little bit flustered to say the least.
“You’re awfully quiet,” She says as she turns to the lovestruck boy, resting her chin on her palm to stare back at him “Cat caught your tongue?”
Regulus blinks, gulping at the close proximity, “Just— Didn’t really have anything to say, is all.”
“Really?” She asks with a raised brow “That’s very unlike you.”
“How is it unlike me?”
“Well, you always have something to say. Whether or not you speak of it is an entirely different conversation to have, but you always have something to say, Regulus.”
Regulus bites his inner cheek. How is it that she could read him like an open book? Was he really that transparent or was he really that spellbound in her charms?
“Don’t bother him. Big boy here is trying to sort his feelings out.” Evan retorts.
“Really?” She replies, amused “What sort of feelings?”
“The loving, sappy kind of feelings.” Barty mocks “Regulus is in love.”
“Shut up, Barty!”
Regulus turns to her, uneasy over the fact that she might figure out his little secret but the look on her face was disheartening. As much as he wished he could have just half of her ability to read him, it was nearly impossible for Regulus to decipher her expression. She was staring back at him, her brows knitted as if she’s trying to read through him too but wasn’t sure on what to look at. It was a whole new expression he’s never seen before.
“Reggie wouldn’t give us the name,” Evan continues, completely oblivious of the awkward tension rising “Can we take a guess, Reg? Say yes if we guess correctly?”
“I bet it’s that girl Regulus always sits next to in Potion.” Barty mutters.
“Or that girl Regulus did his Herbology essay with. They spent weeks on that assignment, remember?” Evan counters “Or maybe that Gryffindor—,”
“It’s not any of those girls,” Pandora cuts.
“How would you know?” Evan asked.
“Oh, I just do,” Pandora says with a confident shrug, turning to Regulus “Don’t I, Reg?”
Regulus shakes his head, still trying to do the most possible damage control though he knew that such effort seems fruitless now. Cat’s out of the bag. It would only be a matter of time now until she realises that she’s the girl he’s been swooning over.
Ironic how long it took for him to realise that he fancies her yet it took no time for the secret to be spilled.
“Don’t push his buttons, guys,” She says with a warm laughter “If Regulus doesn’t want to drop names, then let him. It’s not our business now, is it?”
Now Regulus frowns a little. Her words sting a way he was never familiar with. What does she mean that it isn’t their business? Does she not care about who he’s crushing on?
“If you say so,” Pandora said to her, winking as if there was some secret message sent between the two.
Regulus studies her expression intently, trying to see if Pandora has cracked his secret and is now spilling it to her. Salazar, Regulus hopes that that wasn’t the case. He needs time to sort out his feelings, as Evan said, and if she found out about his budding infatuation before he could figure out a proper way to profess it— Well, Regulus hoped that it would never get to that point. Ever.
—-
If Regulus was ever asked, which of the following could ever compare to the beauty that is her: sun, moon, or star, Regulus would argue that she is the beautiful crescent moon with its bright yet soft light washing over his skin as he stares at her silently on his window pane. Regulus would argue, if he ever allows himself to be so bold, that she is his ideal. Her intelligence not to mention beauty would be the sweet honey to his tea, the butterfly to his garden of flowers.
But Regulus was never half as confident as she is. Never half as open and friendly to others. He was reserved, quiet, oftentimes perceived as cold and callous. But not to her. She could always see him through his distant exterior, involving him in every discussion they would have and perhaps that was the one thing that made him yield his heart to her.
Regulus never paid any mind to big dates and celebrations, but something about the upcoming Valentines date shakes his core. Perhaps it was the fact that it fell on the very day of their Hogsmeade trip this week, or the fact that all of his friends were buzzing about who they're going to ask to be their Valentines date, or maybe the fact that for once, Regulus might have a proper chance to ask her to be his date.
Chance. That word felt too optimistic for his presumptive mind. It was as if she ever looked at him that way.
“Regulus?” She called and squeezed his forearm lightly, making him burst his bubble of thought. He turns to her, cheeks slightly rosy from the shame of having ignored her. Just how pathetic he is to zoned out about her when she's sitting right beside him “Are you alright? You've been off of it all morning, I’ve noticed.”
He nods, flashing a shy smile, “All is well, no worries.”
She smiles, taking her hand off of him and continues her work.
Regulus turns his head, stopping at the sight of some Ravenclaw boy asking some Hufflepuff girl by the library entrance. The bashful gesture he’s showing and the giddy smile she shows makes it easy for him to tell the situation is happening at the spot. Another couple for the Valentine's Hogsmeade trip, he reckons.
A little twist in his stomach grows. With the many people asking each other out for the Hogsmeade trip, it would only be normal for him to ask her too, right? The timing was right, they could just go as friends in the worst case scenario. All he has to do is ask, but why are the words stuck at the tip of his tongue?
“Actually,” Regulus starts, secretly playing with the hem of his robe in nervousness “I have something to ask you.”
She looks up, meeting him with a warm smile, “Shoot.”
“I was wondering if you have a date for the Hogsmeade trip?”
“Oh,” She answers, utterly taken aback by his question. A hint of rosiness spread on her cheeks, something Regulus has to convince himself has nothing to do with his question. She always has that natural flush on her face, surely it must be nothing as pleasant as his stupid heart is hoping for “No, I don’t have a date at the moment. Why do you ask?”
“Just.. Asking for a friend.”
Regulus mentally slapped himself, having to be defeated by his anxiety once again that he has to come up with a lie. She stares at him with a confused look, the glimmer on her eyes dims down from the words he uttered. It was as if she was disappointed at his answer.
“I see,” She says with a nod “Do you plan to ask anyone?”
“Not sure,” He answers truthfully “Do you have anyone you hope would ask you?”
She plays with her quill, tapping it to the parchment paper as if she was piecing the right words to reply to him, “I suppose I do but I’m not counting on it.”
Regulus frowns, ignoring the slight crack of his heart, “Who?”
“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
Regulus pursed his lips, acting to be in a deep thought, “No.”
She chuckles, turning back to her paperwork.
“But, if—” Regulus calls again, not wanting to end their conversation just yet “If my friend were to ask you, would you say yes?”
“Well it truly depends on which friend you’re talking about now, isn’t it?”
“Yes, but what is the possibility of you saying yes to my said friend? 50%? 60%? Or are you fully waiting for your prince charming to ask you?”
She stares at him with a smile, looking completely amused at the questions thrown at her. If she didn’t know better she would think that Regulus was asking for himself from all the persistent queries, but then of course, we all know how Regulus Black is. No girl in this castle is good enough for him and this rule applies to her too.
“Why don’t you just tell this friend to come to me himself, hm?” She answers, resting her chin on her palm and stares at him fondly “I truly can’t give you any answers unless you give me a name, Reg.”
“It’s Evan.” He blurts, cheeks feeling hot from her gaze.
“Rosier?” She asks with a raised eyebrow “I thought he’s going with Pandora? I was sure she told me he asked her last week.”
“Did I say Evan? I meant Barty.” Regulus fake coughed, clearing his throat “Barty wanted to ask you to be his date.”
The soft and gentle expression on her face turns into an appalled one, bewildered at the answer Regulus gives. His brain has haywired that he neglected the fact that Barty was her cousin, and though cousin romance is deemed acceptable in the wizarding world, Barty and her would never pursue each other romantically for one too many reasons. If Regulus could just tame his nervousness for just a degree, he would’ve realised how idiotic his answer was.
“Barty wants to be my date?” She asks, trying to confirm his answer that sounded like a death sentence for her.
Regulus nods, “He does.”
She narrows her eyes, trying to catch his lie but the stern and rigid expression on Regulus’ face makes her question her own mind. Regulus was never one to be deceitful yet the idea of Barty wanting to ask her to be his date is just as illogical. The only plausible reason behind such a stunt would be them trying to pull some prank on her, but even with that, Regulus was never one to ever indulge in the mischief her cousin and Rosier would always find themselves in.
“I— Well, I guess you should tell him to ask me himself?” She answers, questioning herself.
“I’ll do that,” Regulus nods firmly, trying to keep his act in place “I’ll tell him you said that.”
—-
A couple of days has passed ever since that incident of him blurting Barty’s name at the library. Regulus was still ever so stressed out to ask her himself that he still hasn’t realised the stupid mistake he’s done. Now with the Hogsmeade trip coming closer, Regulus really has no other time but now to ask her.
Yet before he could do so, the universe crushed his dream.
Barty entered the Slytherin Common Room with the brightest grin on his face, making Evan, Regulus, and Pandora look at each other from the strange sight. He jumps to the sofa, sighing with delight as he lay on it and rests his feet to the hand rest. Barty turns to see his friends who now still look at him with a baffled expression, enjoying the sight and looking forward to stomping on one of them in the next minute.
“Gentlemen,” Barty greets before turning to Pandora “My Lady.”
“What’s with you?” Evan asks, an amused smile plastered on his face “You look like you’ve just won a lottery.”
“Even better, I just got a date.”
Regulus raised an eyebrow, “A date? Who?”
Barty coos, saying her name.
“Wait, isn’t she—”
“Brilliant, indeed.” Barty cuts, not letting Evan to correct the fact that they’re cousins. He shot him a look, one that conveys I’ll tell you later and Evan nods in understanding.
Colour drains from Regulus’ face. Just when he finally gathered enough courage to come forward, he just has to be beaten to the race. By Barty of all people. Supposed she came and asked Barty about their conversation that day and knowing Barty, he would never let such an opportunity slip. Who would ever not want to have her as their date after all?
“Who would’ve thought, right?” Barty fawns, pouring Regulus’ jealousy with petrol “Barty Crouch Jr having such a beautiful bird as his date for Valentine's.”
Evan was eyeing his friend with a sceptical look, clearly lost at the scheme Barty was pulling, “Barty, can I see that Transfiguration homework you promised me now? I have quite a lot to catch up on.”
“Sure,” Barty says, catching Evan’s bullshit right away as he stood from the sofa “It’s in my room.”
And so the two boys left, leaving Regulus who looks like he’s second away from vomiting all contents of his stomach and Pandora who’s casually flipping the pages of a magazine in her hand, an all knowing smirk present on her lips.
“Pandora,” Regulus calls, eyes still vacant “Do you have your wand with you?”
Pandora hums.
“Please hex me to death right now.”
The girl laughs at his request. Pandora put down the magazine and looked at Regulus with a teasing smile, “Why would you ask me that, Reggie?”
Regulus glares, “You know why. I saw your smile the other day when she came to our table. You know about it, don’t you?”
“About what?”
“That I was crushing on her.”
Pandora shrugs, “Maybe.”
“Ugh,” Regulus crowls “What am I to do now?”
Pandora chuckles, patting Regulus’ shoulder in an attempt to console him. Pandora felt cruel now to be the one to suggest the prank, to tell her and Barty to go on a fake date just to mess with Regulus. In her defence, out of the five of them, it seems like Regulus is the only one who doesn’t realise his growing affection for her. It was a public secret for the group now that he’s been sending her heart eyes. All he needed was a push and Pandora felt like it was her duty to help him.
Even when Regulus would surely throw a fit once he knew she was the mastermind behind his distraught now.
“Why don’t you just come to Hogsmeade, Reg?” Pandora suggests, playing the innocent supportive friend now “If their date doesn’t go well, you can go and rescue her.”
Regulus turns to see Pandora, his eyes hopeful at the advice, “You think so?”
“Yeah,” Pandora encourages “I mean, how many similarities does she have with Barty? Almost none. I’m pretty sure their date will turn downhill the moment they step into Madam Puddifoot’s shop.”
“How do you know they’ll go to Madam Puddifoot’s?”
Pandora shrugs, “Don’t all couples go there?”
Regulus bites his inner cheek as he gives it a thought. The idea of her going to such a sappy tea shop with Barty peels his skin. It should be him and her, not Barty and her. What was in her bloody mind to ever say yes to Barty’s invite in the first place?
“Fine,” Regulus says with an exasperated sigh “I’ll go to Hogsmeade.”
—-
Regulus’ tea has long gone cold, untouched as he impatiently waits for her and Barty to enter the tea shop. He figured, if they wanted to have their date here, where else would be the best place to spy on them than the very shop itself? So he got himself a table, ordered himself tea and biscuits that only served as props on his table, while his eyes were glued to the door. Every jingle of the bell felt like an invisible blade thrown to pierce his heart.
He looks down to his watch. It’s been more than an hour now. When would they come? How long should he wait? Will they even come to this tea shop like Pandora said?
Before his head could explode with more questions, Regulus’ breath was held on his chest as she finally entered the establishment. Her cheeks were rosy, probably from the cold wind outside. Regulus wished he could take a picture of her now because Merlin, just how hypnotising could she be?
To think that she dressed up for a date with Barty crushes him, but where even is Barty?
Regulus’ brows were raised now. Did Barty stood her up? Is that why she’s alone now? But she doesn’t look the slightest bit annoyed or sad if such a scenario did occur. She has her eyes scanning the tables now, looking for something, someone, and when their eyes meet, her smile blooms and walks closer to him.
“Hello, there,” She greets, pointing at the empty seat in front of him “Is this seat taken?”
Regulus shakes his head, in loss of words as he tries to assess the situation happening.
She happily took her seat, ordering herself something to drink before turning back to Regulus. Her gaze met his, hands clasped on the table. Her brilliant smile was still evident and it’s making Regulus feel like he could melt and die right on that instant.
“So,” She started, her tone cheerful “What are you doing here, Regulus?”
“I— Uh—” Regulus stutters “I— I was supposed to meet someone.”
“Really?” She asks, intrigued “Who?”
“Just— No one important.” He answers, running his palms to his trousers in nervousness “What are you doing here? I heard you have a date with Barty today. Where is he?”
She shrugs, “I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? Did he stood you up?” Regulus asked, his anger starting to rise. How dare he stood her up?
“Oh, no, he didn’t. I just cancelled our date.” She says nonchalantly “I find it too cruel to proceed so I bailed on them.”
“Cruel? Them?” Regulus asked, confused “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, you sweet soul,” She says with a gentle chuckle, taking one of his hands softly and caressing the back of it with her thumb “Who is it again that you said was asking me for a date?
“Barty.” Regulus says with a nervous gulp.
“Yeah, well, it wasn’t truly him now, was it?” She asks “Cause I’m pretty sure Barty would never be interested in me in that way, seeing that we’re cousins.”
Regulus closes his eyes, letting out an embarrassed sigh. That day in the Common Room must have been some sick joke the other’s were pulling at him. How Barty entered with such a huge grin and Pandora’s pitiful yet teasing look at him. They both must have been the miscreants behind this humiliating act.
“I’m going to kill them,” Regulus mutters, not meeting her eyes.
“Please, don’t,” She answers with a laugh “They mean well, I promise you.”
“They’re making me look pathetic in front of you.”
“That’s debatable,” She remarks “I find it cute and adorable, to be honest. And to be fair, it was you who lied to me first. They’re just following your ruse.”
“I’m sorry,” Regulus says “Are you angry at me?”
“No,” She says, shaking her head “I was appalled at first, but then I realised that you might just be shy about it so I just brushed it off.”
Regulus nods, smiling at her weakly from her understanding.
Now what? He thought. Cats out of the bag, for good this time. What should he say now? What should he do? Would she like him to say anything about it? Do anything about it? What if she’s just here out of a friendly gesture? That she doesn’t want to embarrass himself further in front of the others?
But the tender gaze she gives to him now, the understanding smile and the gentle touch she’s giving him, it all feels like a supportive push for him to go forward. To finally embrace his realisation of affection and hand his heart to her now.
“So I guess you know already..” He begins “About my feelings.”
“I have a rough idea of it.” She teases.
“What do you think about it?”
“How do you mean?”
“Well, do you think it was okay? For me to fancy you?” Regulus asks, uncertainty bleeding out of his voice “Would it be okay if I like you?”
“If it wasn’t okay with me I wouldn’t be here with you, would I?” She argues, her kind smile still tugging on her lips “I do have to confess that I expected more than just ‘fancy’ or ‘like’. I thought we’ve gone past that phase already.”
“We?”
She raised an eyebrow, “You didn’t really think that this flows one way, did you?”
“I— I don’t know.”
“Oh, you blind child,” She chuckles “I fancy you too, Regulus. Perhaps even more than that.”
“I— Really?” Regulus asks, blushing yet still trying to understand her words as if she’s been speaking in a different language “This better not be another prank you and Pandora or Barty or Evan is pulling on me.”
She chuckles, “It’s not, I can assure you.”
“Prove it.”
She squints her eyes, giving his challenge a thought before standing a little from her seat. She begins to lean in, inching closer to his face and closing her eyes when their hot breaths begin to meet each other’s skin. She gives the lightest brush to his lips, so soft that it felt feather-like but still sent jolts of electricity down his spine.
She pulls away a little, still so close to him that their noses brush with each other. She gazes into his eyes, lovestruck and content, “Was that enough of a proof?”
“No,” Regulus breathes, whispering “Do it again.”
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Forget Him Part 1- Neteyam Sully
All characters are aged up.
Warnings - arguing, Lo’ak is a complete asshole in this and I’m sorry for all my Lo’ak girlies I’ll make it up to you🫶🏻, swearing, mating. This is not proof read
Summary - Lo’ak and reader are in a toxic relationship (they are not mated) and after an argument the reader realises she’s in love with Neteyam and they mate. This will have a smut part 2
Your boyfriend Lo’ak knew just how to get under your skin, rippling you with a fire so furious it was scolding. And worst thing was he loved the reaction you gave him. So you clamped your jaw tight, grinding your teeth and tearing into the inside of your cheek until the metallic taste of blood overwhelmed your mouth. You were determined not to give him the reaction he so clearly wanted but every inch of your body and soul hated him. Your eyes were overflowing with hatred as you watched him tower over you, asserting his dominance, screaming at you for something you hadn’t even started.
You noticed his heaving chest, his trembling arms like he was resisting the urge to lash out like a rabid animal and your eyes were daring him to do it. The blood rushing in your ears and your own thumping heart was too much on top of everything else. You were a building about to collapse into rubble, taking everything down with you. Lo’ak’s frenzy came to a quick end when you opened your mouth to speak for the first time in what seemed like hours, in reality it wasn’t even minutes. Your calm tone confused him, you’d usually be mental right now. Screaming back at him, launching a fist to his face when he got too confrontational. You weren’t proud of it but Lo’ak wasn’t innocent either. You’d both put your hands on each other and while you knew you were slowly digging yourself a grave, your moaning heart wouldn’t let you leave.
“Do you ever hear yourself? The reaction you’ve just had has told me everything I need to know Lo’ak.” You kept eye contact although his hard gaze faltered. You were sure he was thinking of something in that complex, fucked up mind of his to salvage the situation.
“You know you’re starting to piss me off. How am I supposed to react when my girlfriend accuses me of fucking other bitches?” His tone picks up as he progresses through every syllable.
“That’s something that will fail every relationship you have with a woman Lo’ak. You think and act like a boy. I know you have and you know what I’m not even pissed off anymore I shouldn’t expect less from you. I’m so glad we aren’t mates because then I’d be stuck with you forever! You know what, I’m gonna fuck someone else and then I’m gonna come home still smelling like sex and cuddle up to you like you’ve been doing to me for the past 3 months. Does that sound alright my love?” Lo’ak was truly seeing red by the time you’d finished and without thinking his fist collided with a tree. You scoffed, better the tree than your face, making to get up and stalk away to fulfill your promise but you were pulled back by harsh hands on your hips and Lo’ak’s hot body against yours.
“No man in this fucking clan is willing to put their dicks anywhere near you, princess.” He breathes, sending a sinister chill down your spine. You pulled his hands from your body and with a hell of a lot of restraint you manage to walk away without hitting him. Only allowing the rush of embarrassment to make its way up to your cheeks when you know you’re far from his burning gaze.
Was what he said true? Was every man in the clan that repulsed by you? And were you making a huge mistake to threaten your relationship if it was?
Thoughts burned into your vision as you walked. You had no exact destination. You found your legs to be taking you in the opposite direction to the village, trekking you far into the forest to areas even you didn’t recognise.
Eclipse was hours gone and the night sky had woken up the bioluminescent flora of Pandora. The ground lit up as you walked and plants gravitated towards you. Streams seemed as clear as glass, making not a sound as it flowed effortlessly along its bed. Bed. You longed for your bed right now. But you knew the second you went back you’d face the humiliation of your boyfriend all over again and that gave your tired legs the motivation they needed to keep walking, sure that you’d find your way back when you were ready.
In the daze of your walking, your primal hunting instincts remained focused. Catching sounds that made you jump every now and then. You weren’t afraid of the forest but this was unknown territory, Eywa knows what animal hunting ground you may be trespassing on. An ikran screech dragged you out of your foggy state. You recognised the call and watched as Neteyam and his ikran, Seze, soared above you. Wafting the air and attacking the leaves as Neteyam landed and dismounted from Seze.
“Fancy seeing you here.” He called to you, as he patted down Seze to calm her, a cheeky grin on his face that subconsciously frenzied your heart. He laughed at your dismantled look.
“Well someone’s a stalker aren’t they?” You asked him with a mischievous glint in your eyes. Neteyam scoffed and made his way to you and you gulped quietly as you could feel the heat almost radiating off his body.
“You wish I was stalking you. You shouldn’t be this far into the forest anyway.” He ruffled your hair, something he knew drove you crazy and you swatted his hand away frustratedly.
“Then what are you doing out here, golden boy.” You raised an eyebrow and Neteyam shrugged leaning against a nearby tree and picking at his dagger casually.
Neteyam was never one to break rules and his father, Jake Sully, was strict about going out last eclipse. You were sure he must be going out of his mind right now. You faked an antagonising gasp and said, “Look at you breaking the rules you little rebel!”
Neteyam rolled his eyes and you redirected your gaze to the ground, shuffling on your feet nervously. You’ve always been nervous around Neteyam, and you could never put your finger on why. You glanced back up at him and admired his eyes, a quick blush formed on your cheeks as you bit your lip anxiously. Maybe because he was so damn gorgeous. You shook the thought from your head, you couldn’t cheat on Lo’ak with his brother. That would make you the biggest bitch on Pandora, although he has made your life a living hell from the moment he entered it..
Fuck it. Why not.
“What did my brother do?” Neteyam asked, not taking his eyes off you for a second. You sighed in frustration, “What hasn’t he done, Teyam,” You sat down on the mossy ground and Neteyam followed waiting for you to keep talking, “We had a fight because I’m 99% certain he’s cheating on me. Hes always late to meet me, he’s all sweaty and he’s always changed his loincloth and he just cuddles up to me in bed like I’m completely blind to what he’s doing. Anyway, he didn’t like my accusation and you know how we get when we fight and I got angry and told him I’d go fuck someone else too and he told me no one in the clan would even think about getting near me.”
Neteyam’s eyes are full of nothing but disgust at his brothers actions. Neteyam pulls you onto his lap and engulfs you in his strong arms, you stay there for minutes just breathing in his scent and taking in his warmth. Neteyam pulls away but his arms are still resting on your hips, one of his hands finds your cheek and strokes it softly with his thumb.
“You know that isn’t true right.” Neteyam’s voice is smooth and soft like velvet and it spreads through every inch of your body, comforting you with just a few measly words. His eyes search yours and you glance down, picking nervously at your fingers and shrug.
Neteyam lets out a small laugh and tucks some of your loose wavy hair behind your ear (think of Neytiri’s best hairstyle aka the one she mates with Jake). “Y/n, you have no idea the effect you have. Every man in the clan wants you. It’s sad really. Men that would treat you like a fucking queen and you’re getting the bare minimum from my brother.” He shakes his head, looking down at your lips for just a second.
“Neteyam..” Your face is just inches away from his and his breath is fanning your face. You don’t know what you’re feeling but it’s exhilarating, like having all the wind knocked from your body and every nerve on fire.
“Shh. Let this happen.” He whispers, he’s now just a few centimetres away and your hands have found the back of his neck and his have repositioned you to be straddling him.
Your chest against his makes you nervous, your heart is drumming so fast you don’t want him to feel it. You don’t have time to worry anymore because before you know it Neteyam has closed the gap between you, filling it with his soft warm lips against yours. The kiss filled every empty space in you, flooding you with a feeling you can only describe as electricity.
His lips against yours felt so right, and so did the feelings you were having towards him. When you pulled away, you both just stared into each other eyes so full of love, chests panting to get your breaths back. “Neteyam-“ You exclaim, wanting to tell him everything you’re feeling but he cuts you off with more kisses to your lips.
“I know, ma tìyawn.” He breathes into your neck as he covers it in sloppy kisses. Drunk with sudden love, you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. Neteyam explored your body with his lips and his hands, kissing every soft spot and freckle and caressing every curve.
You guided his hands to the strings of your top, concealing your full breasts. Neteyam gladly removed your top and tossed it into the wilderness, you smiled and blushed as he just took in the beautiful sight for a minute.
“Eywa have mercy. You’re so fucking perfect, Y/n.” He mumbled before latching onto your breasts, sucking at the gentle skin. You hummed and Neteyam took one of your nipples into his mouth, making you gasp as he flicked his tongue over your sensitive bud. His free hand fondled your other breast, mesmerised by their fullness.
You moaned as Neteyam continued to suck on your nipples before pulling away and resting his forehead gently on yours. “Can I ask you something without you thinking I’m insane?” Neteyam smiled as he spoke. You nodded and bit your lip, watching him intently.
“Be my mate? I’m crazy for you and I can tell you feel the same way.” He stares into your eyes nervously and your heart thundered in your chest as you reached behind you to take your queue in your hands and bringing it forward.
“I want you Neteyam.” You whispered and Neteyam’s eyes lit as he brought his queue forward too. You gazed longingly into his eyes as the tendrils finally made contact, dancing and intertwining together before calming and connecting you to Neteyam. You watched as Neteyam’s eyes dilated and he watched yours do the same and a feeling you couldn’t describe flooded your body, making you force your eyes closed and a small gasp escape both of you. You felt every inch of him through tsaheylu and the overwhelming love made you shudder uncontrollably. When you opened your eyes once again to meet his, his eyes were bright with awe.
“You’re mine now.” He whispered as his lips once again found your skin.
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In Love With The Enemy [II]
Chapter 2: The Son He Never Wanted
pairing: lo’ak x female turned na’vi reader
summary: during the time when jake became toruk makto, you were quaritch’s youngest and most valued soldier, the daughter he never had. but, pandora changed you and you died during the final battle, betraying quaritch and wishing that you had been able to do more. now, you have been reborn again, as a na’vi, tasked with quaritch’s new military avatar crew to kill Jake Sully. taking advantage of this second chance at life, you help the Sullys and fall in love along the way.
genre: fluff, angst ~ slow burn, pining on lo’ak’s part.
warnings: mentions of blood, war, violence
highlights: [more tearjerking jake and reader moments, neytiri and mo’at being like mothers to reader, lo’ak continuing to be an entire SIMP, and ofc tuk being adorably annoying like always]
word count: 9,242
note: how are you all doing?? as always, i’d like to thank you for waiting for this part! i don’t want to spoil anything before you read, but i will note that i just think all the moments with lo’ak are so cute cause he just flirts with her (or tries to) and she plays along, but on the inside she gets all fluttery and is kinda clueless about everything cause no one’s ever acted like that with her so AHHHHH — I really hope you all enjoy this chapter!!
[prologue] [chapter 1]
When you finally arrived back at camp, the night fog cleared all around you as Lo’ak’s ikran landed gracefully on the edge of the rock, that fog once shrouding you and Lo’ak in a bubble of joyous freedom dissipating as your return grounded you back into reality.
Jake was waiting for you with his arms crossed. You caught a glimpse of Lo’ak’s face, annoyed as he hopped off his ikran. Once his feet landed, he relinquished his annoyed expression, though only for a second, as he outstretched a hand for you to take.
“I got this.” You replied, hopping off on your own.
“Oh yeah, of course,” He replied, coolly drawing his hand back and placing it on the back of his neck as he feigned nonchalance.
“Do my orders mean nothing to you?” Jake yelled out, his anger clearly seething through his whole body as he stomped toward you both.
Lo’ak’s shoulders slumped, dreading his father’s lecture and dropping his hands from his neck, “No sir.”
You stepped between Jake and Lo’ak, putting your hands up, “Woah, woah, woah. Calm down old man. I asked him to take me around, okay? Your anger shouldn’t be focused on Lo’ak.”
Jake huffed in frustration, “He’s my son, y/n. He disobeyed direct orders.”
You lowered your eyes at Jake, “Oh, and you haven’t?”
Lo’ak scrunched his eyebrows at you, surprised by your boldness, but what really caught him off guard was his father’s quickness to concede to you, his expression softening.
“Fine, fine, but next time, I won’t be as forgiving.” He turned to Lo’ak, “Take her to your grandmother please.”
Lo’ak nodded, and Jake took him by the arm, glaring, “And no detours, got it?”
He fought back the urge to roll his eyes as he replied, “Yes sir.”
“Alright, dismissed.” He ordered.
“No, not dismissed. We need to talk about my father, Jake. He’s still out there.” You urged, planting your feet in front of him.
Jake put his hands on his head, “I know he’s out there, but right now, what I’m worried about is you.” He looked down at your wound, its ache suddenly making itself known to you, but you were too prideful to admit it.
His voice became scarily low as he spoke again, his expression grave, “You need to go get that patched up. Now.”
Jake pushed you forward, and you reluctantly moved your feet. Lo’ak took his place beside you as you both walked, Jake changing his mind about leaving Lo’ak to escort you to the tent as he trailed behind you both.
You observed everything around you as you walked further into the cave. It was vast, practically endless, and although the night sky was shielding its stars with its fog, you were still able to see their slight glimmer in the sky. It wasn’t too far into the night, groups of Na’vi, warriors, women, and children still in clusters, all of them staring at you as you passed, clearly weary of you in your odd clothing, but seeing Jake behind you, they seemed to relax. Amidst them though, you saw a few humans, their breathers on, wearing the khaki jumpsuits that all of the scientists had worn when you were alive.
“Wait.” Your tone displaying sternness as you stopped, turning toward Jake, “I need to know.”
You paused, heaviness filling your heart as fear began to consume it, “Is Trudy dead?”
You had assumed the worst, but you still clung to a tiny bit of hope that shattered instantly as you looked into Jake’s eyes, the glint of sadness in them affirming what you had feared. He didn’t need to say anything for you to know what that sadness meant. You felt a horrid clawing at your chest and you could only understand that feeling being the unbearable crushing of your heart. Jake hugged you as that pain settled in, and you felt so dreadfully numb, you couldn’t even wrap your arms around him.
“What about Norm and Max?” You asked pleadingly.
He let go of you, giving you a small smile, “They’re alive, and they know you’re here.”
Hearing that they were alive didn’t settle your grief, but you felt the mixture of emotions take over you as your relief and sadness melded together.
“I want to see them. Take me to them.” You stated resolutely, planting your heels into the ground as Jake shook his head at you, trying to push you forward agian.
“No, you’re not going anywhere until you see Mo’at.” He argued.
“Jake, I told you I was fine, okay?” Although, the throbbing was getting worse as you spoke, “Just let me see them please? Don’t you think it’s been long enough?” You responded, your forehead scrunched in frustration.
“They’ll still be here when you’re better, y/n. Now, will you please just listen?” He pleaded with you, his eyes stern again, “Don’t make me carry you over there, you big baby.” He warned, and you finally gave up.
“Fine,” You conceded, huffing in compliance as you crossed your arms, “I’d shoot you if I still had my gun.”
Jake shook his head at you, ruffling your hair, “Like you can aim with that injury.”
You slapped his hand away, smoothing your hair out as he pleaded, “Norm and Max aren’t going anywhere either, so just do as I say, please?”
“Well, stop being annoying and just let me go with Lo’ak, okay?” You huffed out.
“Alright, then go!” Jake encouraged as he shifted his point toward the tent.
“Alright alright, we’re going.” You spoke, putting your hands on Lo’ak’s back to get him to walk.
When there was finally some distance between you and Jake, you sighed, moving from where you were behind him to walk next to him instead. He stopped when you did, putting a gentle hand on your arm. You halted at the touch, blinking in confusion as your eyes traveled downward. You looked at him, anticipating what he had to say.
When you had mentioned Trudy, he had remembered he still had your pictures in his cloth pocket, and taking them out, he nudged them toward you, “Your pocket ripped and they fell out when we were in the tree. I figured they were important to you.”
Looking down, you finally noticed your pocket, widely ripped at its width. Taking the pictures out of his hand, you fought back tears that were easily brimming in your eyes. You let a weak chuckle out, embarrassed by your own emotions as Lo’ak looked at you sincerely.
Realizing that he was still holding onto you, he let go, clearing his throat, “The other girl in there.” He began, “That’s Trudy, isn’t it?”
You traced over her smiling face, “She was my best friend, you know. She was the best pilot in the whole unit. We would fly together.”
He listened, humming in response as you reminisced. Trudy was dead, but Lo’ak had returned a piece of her to you, and you couldn’t help but smile at him, your expression illuminating with gratefulness.
Lo’ak blushed instantly, shy under your gaze, his hand going to the back of his neck, “You have to stop looking at me like that.”
You shrugged, “Like what? I’m just grateful, that’s all.”
Lo’ak cleared his throat, finding his courage as he met your eyes again, “Well, you look pretty when you’re grateful.” The shyness you brought out of him retreating as his usual smugness took over.
You didn’t expect such boldness, scoffing as you dismissed him, “And how do I look when I’m not grateful?”
Still maintaining his cavalier, his heart pumping rapidly as he thought up his response, he smirked at you, “Still pretty.”
You were blushing, but you scoffed, lightly smacked his arm, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing you were actually charmed by his attempt at flirting.
“Y/n! Y/n! You’re finally here!” An innocent tone rang out, making you tear your eyes away from Lo’ak.
Tuk was running toward you, overjoyed at seeing you again.
“Tuk, can’t you be annoying somewhere else?” Lo’ak groaned, crossing his arms as he glared at her.
Tuk stuck her tongue out at her brother, “Whatever Lo’ak. I bet you were the one annoying her.” She retorted, taking you by the hand and dragging you toward the tent.
You shrugged your shoulders at Lo’ak, motioning for him to follow, and he unwilling agreed, trudging after you.
Once you approached the tent, you saw Neytiri on the floor weaving amber, circular beads and golden twine together. You greeted her properly, “I see you Neytiri.”
Hearing your voice, she got up, putting down what she was weaving to greet you back, her voice welcoming as she spoke, “Come, you are hurt. I will help bathe you before mother heals you.”
She lowered her eyes at Lo’ak, her tone changing into a stern one as she ordered, “Out Lo’ak and take Tuk with you.”
He groaned as Tuk pouted, “Mama, why can’t I stay?”
“Just listen to mama, okay?” Neytiri said, and Tuk nodded reluctantly.
Lo’ak sighed, turning on his heel to exit the tent. Before he stepped out completely you called his name, his head spinning back so quickly at the sound of your voice.
You still had the pictures in your hand, and you held them out to him, “Keep them safe for me?”
He smiled at you as he took them from your hands, purposely brushing his fingers against yours, “Of course.”
You knew what he was trying to do as you felt his fingers touch yours and you stifled a light chuckle, “I’ll see you later.”
“Draw the curtain!” Neytiri yelled, and Lo’ak did as she asked, taking one last glance at you before he pulled the drapery down.
You made eye-contact with Neytiri again, who put a gentle hand at your back, guiding you to the large basin filled with water, steam coming from it, in the middle of the tent.
On the other side of it was Neytiri’s mother, her back turned as she prepared bowls of herbs for your healing treatment, their earthy aroma filling the air.
Once she turned around, you greeted her politely, gesturing your hand from your forehead to hers, “I see you, Mo’at.”
You were surprised as she seemed pleased with you, a hint of a smile gracing her lips as she acknowledged your presence, “Y/n Quaritch.”
She walked over to you, circling you as she studied your features, “There is never death, only change. You are proof of this. The Great Mother has blessed you with new life.”
You averted your gaze, hardly sharing the same feeling, your heart twisting as she spoke. You could feel the guilt within you rise in her presence, your father’s sins against her weighing down on your chest.
Mo’at could sense how troubled you felt inside, and even just seeing your tired expression, she could tell you were exhausted, that tiredness taking its toll underneath your eyes.
She placed her hands on the sides of your face, gently lifting your head to meet her eyes, “You have been through much, child. Be calm. You are with your people and you are home.”
You gulped, shaking your head at her, “I don’t understand,” Your eyes went to Neytiri, your gaze showing how burdened you felt, “My father destroyed your home and killed Eytukan, killed so many of your people. How can you welcome me so easily?”
Mo’at and Neytiri exchanged glances with one another, their thoughts becoming unified as each of them took one of your hands into theirs, the coldness you felt in your heart, suddenly warming through their motherly touch.
Mo’at spoke with conviction, her wisdom echoing through the tent, “Your father’s evils are not yours, y/n. You were born of the Sky People, selfish and cruel they are. Yet, you protected life and gave your own for someone you loved. You were always meant to be one of Us.”
“What do you mean? What are you talking about?”
Neytiri looked as if she was going to cry, her voice sincere, “Jake, it was his life that you saved.” She put her other hand on your cheek, a single tear falling from her eyes, “I will never forget what you’ve done for me, for my family, my people. You have a strong heart, y/n like Jake. You are one of The People.”
You couldn’t find any words, the inner turmoil inside of you fighting to stay as their heartfelt reassurances melted it down, almost reducing it to nothing as you felt the warmth emanating from them both enter into your heart.
You had only ever felt this feeling once in your life, and it happened with Grace. It was the feeling of being recognized by a mother, and having craved it so much, having missed Grace so much, you let yourself be captured by that feeling, no longer battling against it and leaning into that comfort.
Neytiri and Mo’at noticed the change in you, and as you relaxed, they helped you out of your clothing. Mo’at unwrapped the cloth around your wound, and you winced in pain when she pulled the bullet out, leaving the widened gash open. That pain quickly subsided when they guided you into the basin, the touch of the heated water on your skin calming the tension in your whole body.
The two of them worked on either side of you, gently scrubbing your skin with soft, green cloths. Using a specialized herb mixture, its floral scent wafting in the air, Neytiri rubbed it in your hair, while Mo’at washed your body meticulously with another mixture, the floral scent of the hairwash mixing with the citrus-like scent of the one for your body. Eventually, all the dirt, caked blood, and yanna bark sap was gone, and with it came the layers of strain.
When they had finished washing you, they helped you out of the basin, drying you off quickly with another set of cloths.
Neytiri came up behind you, “Lift your arms.”
You did as she said, allowing her to drape something over you, and as you looked down you realized it was the piece she was weaving earlier, the twine coming together in an asymmetric halter shape, the beads cascading downward where your shoulder was.
“I made it like this so it is open where you were hurt.” She explained.
“This is beautiful.” You said in awe, and she gave you a satisfied smile.
Neytiri continued to hep you get dressed, teaching you how to fasten the loin cloth properly, and when you grasped the idea, you did it yourself. Once it was secured, Mo’at gestured for you to follow her, leading you toward the array of bowls that you had seen her prepare earlier.
Beside her array was a hammock, her eyes going to it as she spoke to you, “Lie down.”
You nodded, seating yourself in the hammock then lifting your legs up to fill the length of it. You watched as she took one of the bowls in her hand, warming a thickened paste she had made between her fingers, and you breathed deeply as she slabbed it into the open flesh and all around it, the cool sting of the herbs spreading throughout your wound. As she continued to rub the paste, you could feel your eyes get heavy, your vision blurring as you fought to stay awake.
Mo’at neatly blanketed your wound with a fresh new wrap, smothering the coolness from the paste and engulfing the area in comfortable warmth, and once that settled, you had lost the fight to your own exhaustion, your eyes shutting as sleep took over you.
By the time that Jake came to visit, there was no hope of waking you up. He was still having a hard time grasping that you were really alive, but he was just so happy to see you that he hardly cared, smiling as he knelt beside you.
“Ma Jake.” Neytiri called, putting a hand on his shoulder.
He turned his head, standing up, and with his full attention she continued, “She knows about how she died.”
Jake groaned, whispering, “How could you tell her? It wasn’t something she needed to know.”
“She deserves to know, just as she deserves to know about other things.” Her tone hinting as she gave him a serious expression.
Jake looked back at you, peaceful as you slept soundly, “She’s not ready.”
“Y/n is strong.” Neytiri defended, “You do not need to worry for her.”
“It’s not her I’m worried about.” He replied, meeting her gaze again, “It’s him.”
“And you have not told him either, that his father is that demon.” She hissed at Jake in frustration, “You cannot keep them apart and you cannot keep the truth from both of them. They are brother and sister.”
Mo’at cleared her throat behind them, “Do not disturb her in her sleep with such talk.” She drew the curtain back slightly, making an opening, “I will watch her.”
Although unwilling to leave you, Jake agreed, entrusting you with Mo’at as he left, Neytiri taking the lead as they both exited the tent. When they both walked out, Lo’ak was nearby, waiting to see you and Tuk, who had gotten bored, left not too long before her parents walked out.
He started to walk toward the tent, and noticing him, Jake stepped forward, “We’re having a family meeting. Go get your sisters.”
There was no chance to protest as his parents’ glares bore into him, forcing his obedient nod. Jake and Neytiri waited for all of their children just a couple meters away from where you were. Neteyam came first and a little after came Lo’ak, Kiri, Tuk, and another with him.
Neteyam took sight of his brother and his approaching siblings, greeting the other that had come with them, “Hey Spider.”
Neytiri gave Jake a worried glance, but he dismissed her, turning to his children, his expression serious as he explained your situation and who you were, carefully choosing his words as he spoke.
“So, she really— “ Spider paused, trying to understand, “She really died and came back…as a Na’vi?”
Jake and Neytiri nodded, and Spider put a hand at his chin, his eyes showing his amazement, “That is insane.”
“She has helped this family in more ways than you know.” Neytiri revealed, “I expect you to treat her like family.”
“Yes, mother. We will make sure she feels at home.” Neteyam reassured him.
“Yeah! I love her already!” Tuk exclaimed, turning to her sister, “And you’ll love her too Kiri!”
Kiri smiled at her sister, her eyes turning hopeful as she asked, “Did she really know my mother?” She was clutching onto the pendant of her necklace, once her mother’s but passed on to her.
“Yes, she knew her longer than any of us.” Jake affirmed, giving his daughter a reassuring smile.
He looked at Neytiri, who was already giving him a disapproving expression, “And I want you kids to promise me something.”
They leaned in, waiting for what he had to say and he continued, his tone serious, “I don’t want her anywhere near the lab or anywhere near the humans, okay?”
Lo’ak was quick to protest, “Why not? You know more than anyone that she wants to see Norm and Max.”
“She will see them, alright? Just not yet, okay? Can you just do as I—“
Then came your scream. To everyone else, it wasn’t all that loud, but to Jake it painfully rang in his ears like a siren and without hesitation, he ran, Neytiri and the children running after him.
He bolted into the tent, your figure shuddering in Mo’at’s arms as she held you, your stare blank as you looked at the floor, the remainder of a nightmare hanging in the thickness of the air. It would have been better if you had just slept horribly, then you would have expected this. But, beautiful dreams had come to you before a nightmare infested them— you saw your father, his sneer as he killed Jake and his family one by one, the blood splattering on your face as he made you watch, and no matter how much you screamed, no matter how hard you tried to stop him, there was nothing you could do.
Hearing Jake, Mo’at loosened her embrace and leaned backward as Jake knelt beside you, holding you by the shoulders before pulling you in.
“It’ll be alright, y/n. You’re okay.” Jake reassured you, his hands rubbing at your back.
Neytiri came up beside you too, her hand on your shoulder.
The children though stayed outside, climbing up onto the adjoining rock beside the tent and peeking through the upper openings in the tent to see.
“Is this how you felt when I died?” You weakly let out, leaning back to look at Jake, who blinked at you, his heart aching at the question, “I know it was just a dream, but I watched my father kill you Jake. You and your family.”
Jake could feel your grief from your shaken voice, the hurt that he felt from you seeping into his own soul, “That’s all it was y/n. A dream. I’m not going anywhere, okay?”
You looked away, not wanting to believe in such hope, but Jake made you look at him again, “Hey, hey, do you remember what you told me before? Before the bulldozers came?”
It was impossible to forget, one of the last memories you had with Jake, “Of course I do.”
Jake took your hands into his, his voice resolute and determined, “A father protects. It’s what gives him meaning. You died protecting me when I should have protected you. I’m not gonna make that mistake again.”
You were crying as he said those words, smiling as you wiped them away, the sorrow inside of you dissipating as he smiled back at you.
“You’re safe here.” Jake said, patting the hammock, “You can rest, okay?”
You shook your head, “I’ve been dead for what, twenty years?” You got up, fidgeting with your fingers, “I’m done resting, Jake.”
Jake faced you, “You can still sleep. You love to sleep. You were always the last to wake up in the shack, remember?” He joked.
You scoffed, “That’s because I had a cripple underneath me who loved to snore.”
You hit him on the arm, and he gasped, pointing a finger at you warningly, laughing, “Hey, I’m not in a wheelchair anymore, so don’t start a fight you can’t finish.
“I kind of miss when you were in a wheelchair though. It was so much easier to make fun of you.” You retorted sarcastically.
Jake sucked a breath in through his teeth, and you surrendered, “I’m joking! I’m joking, okay? Don’t be mad. You know I’ve always respected my elders.”
Neytiri couldn’t help but laugh along with your joke, so entertained by the two of you as she watched you interact. Even Mo’at was smiling, her heart warmed at seeing Jake with you again, remembering his agonized desperation to revive you all those years ago.
The children were all watching from above, the oldest ones so baffled to see their father so carefree, but Tuk hardly noticed, her concern mainly being on you. Without another thought, Tuk ran off, making her way to the tent, all her siblings groaning as they followed her, calling her name.
Neteyam stopped Spider though, “Maybe you should stay behind bro. My father meant it when he said he did not want her near humans.”
“And that includes me?” Spider asked, hurt and offended.
“I’m sorry. It’s my dad’s orders.” He replied, patting Spider’s shoulders before running after his siblings.
“I’m so glad you’re okay!” Tuk said as she ran into the tent, and as you heard her voice, you crouched down -: she wrapped her arms around you sloppiy.
“Tuk be careful!” Neytiri scolded, worried about your shoulder.
You stood up, Tuk taking hold of your hand as she apologized, “Sorry,” Then gently, she pulled your hand forward, “Come on! You have to meet my sister... and Spider too!” Her excitement too great to remember what her father had asked.
Jake attemted to stop her, “Tuk no-”
But she had already led you out of the tent, everyone gathered in front of the entrance. Jake let out a sigh of relief seeing that Spider wasn’t with them. Since Tuk had given no context to who Spider was, you thought she was talking about some sort of pet, and you looked around for something on the ground before your eyes landed to the girl in front of you. Your face dropped as you looked at Kiri, the spitting image of Grace, so eerily similar that you felt as if you were looking at her ghost, your vision flashing between your memory of her and the reality of who was in front of you.
Kiri stepped forward, her own curiosity about you encouraging her words, “Hi, I’m Kiri. I’m Grace’s daughter.” She began nervously and you were even more shocked, her voice even holding the same intonations as Grace, the sound sending goosebumps down your spine.
The tears that had left you before arose again as you took in Kiri’s appearance, noticing immediately the necklace she had on her neck.
You inched closer, pointing at the necklace, “Your necklace. It was your mom’s.”
She put her hand over it, touching the pendant, “How did you know?”
“I made it for her when I first came to Pandora.” You explained, “She was teaching me how to speak Na’vi, so I gave her this, as a gift.”
You stepped backward, taking note of her age in your mind. She wasn’t that much older than you, and you were reeling, filing through all the scientific possibilities in your head.
You looked at Jake, your eyes begging for answers, “How is this possible? You told me that the Great Mother couldn’t save her.”
“Actually,” Kiri began, “I was hoping that maybe you would know.” She paused, gulping down her expectations as she tried to maintain her calm, “Do you know who my father is?”
Everyone’s eyes went to you, but you kept yours on Kiri, her eyes so desperate for an answer as she looked at you, like your mere existence could fill in the missing pieces that laid like stones in her heart.
You reached into the depths of your mind, the memories of every instance with Grace appearing before you, the last making you wince, the pain of remembering her death agonizing how you felt in front of Kiri. “I don’t know. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
Your apology rang deeper than your ignorance of her conception. You stood in front of her knowing that she had no mother and that it was your father who had done that to her. You averted your eyes, taking refuge in staring at your fingers.
Kiri tried to hide how embarrassed she suddenly felt, her eyes downcast as she scolded herself for being so hopeful, “Oh. You don’t have to be sorry. It’s okay, really.”
You wanted to give her some comfort. You owed it to her and casting that horrible feeling aside, you put a hand on her shoulder.
“Look, I was brought back by science, but you weren’t, you couldn’t have been,” She looked up at you, her expression pleading for you to continue, “Your mother loved Pandora with everything she had, and if that love somehow made you, then you’re a miracle, something Grace’s science, my science can’t explain.”
Kiri felt a warmth bubble inside her at your words and she looked at you with a cherished gratefulness as she clasped her hands around yours, “Thank you.”
You smiled at her, squeezing her hand before letting go. You looked down at Tuk, “So...where’s Spider? Is he a pet or something?”
“I’m not a pet.” A voice spoke from behind you, and you turned your head.
Jake glared at Neteyam and Lo’ak, mouthing his disappointment, Neteyam giving his father an apologetic expression while Lo’ak hardly cared, pressing his lips together in feigned regret.
He jumped down from where he was, approaching you, his appearance baffling. He was human, blue stripes painted on his body, his hair shaped like a lion’s mane, and the only clothing he had on was a loin cloth, similar to Lo’ak’s.
“I’m Spider,” He said, crossing his arms, “Socorro.”
Socorro.
The name was littered between the grief and sorrow that laid within you since you had woken up, the name so deeply buried in your mind that its sudden rise gave way to a singular memory, your body frozen as your mind’s eye displayed it in front of you.
You felt as if you were really there, the smell of the base filling your nose. Your father was beside you with his arms crossed, and you were standing in front of an operating room, the iodine smell wafting out as the door opened.
When the doctor came out, his surgical gear bloodied from the procedure, he pulled his mask down, meeting your father with a smile, although your father didn’t return it.
His frown projected how he felt as the doctor announced, “It’s a boy, Colonel. You have a son.”
Uncrossing his arms, he looked into the operating room, Paz Socorro, one of the pilots in the regiment, lying in the bed holding her son, their son. Paz motioned for him to come in, but he had his feet planted on the ground, tearing his eyes away from Paz and toward the doctor, his eyes moving swiftly to you.
“I ain’t got a son, doc.”
You couldn’t remember much after that, but you did remember Paz, and not fondly. She held nothing against your father for rejecting Spider, too in love with him to bear any hostility. Instead, she focused her hatred on you, blaming you for what had happened. She hadn’t always been so cruel to you, but how could you put her at fault? You were the reason why Quaritch didn’t love his son.
“Are you okay?” Lo’ak asked, your blank stare giving way to the concern that was filling his heart.
“Y-yeah.” You looked back at Spider, just the sight of him pinching at your heart, “I’m y/n.” You paused, attempting to joke, “You definitely don’t look like a pet.”
“Thanks,” Spider replied, laughing.
You managed a smile at him, but Jake could see the pain in your eyes. Lo’ak had seen it too, recognizing it as the same face you had when your father was calling out for you. You had become scarily silent, so lost in the pain of that memory that when Jake put a hand on your back, you didn’t move, your breathing staggering as you stood.
Worried, Neytiri took you by the shoulders and in your daze, your feet moved on their own as she escorted you back into the tent.
They all attempted to follow but Jake put his hand up, glaring at his two sons, his anger showing in the ferocity of his whisper, “I asked you to do one thing. One thing.”
Spider, feeling the guilt rise in him, spoke, “No, Jake it was me. I didn’t listen.”
Jake closed his eyes, frustrated as he let a breath in, “Go to bed. All of you.”
“But dad-” Lo’ak pressed on, moving forward, but Jake outstretched his arm, blocking the way.
“Get to bed.” He repeated himself, the firmness in his tone making Lo’ak back away.
Mo’at, who had kept her ear open as she sat on the floor of the tent, ascended from her position, “Do as your father says, my grandson. You’ll get to see her soon enough.” She seemed to be hinting at something, and Lo’ak only half-caught on, still annoyed by his father.
“Let’s go.” Neteyam said to his siblings, and they all reluctantly followed.
Spider trailing behind them at first, but he stopped, the call of his dangerous curiosity influencing his steps back toward the tent. Spider had watched your reaction when he said his name, your face turning pale and your eyes going blank. You were remembering something, and he had to know what it was.
When Spider darted off, Lo’ak followed. “Spider!” Lo’ak called after him, “Wait up!”
Neteyam grunted in annoyance, “Kiri, take Tuk home please?”
She agreed as her brother ran, but Tuk refused, “I want to go with them!”
“Tuk no! Come back!” But Tuk had already let go of her sister’s hand, passing the many tents to catch up to her brothers, and with no other choice, Kiri hastened her pace chasing after her.
Lo’ak and Spider took to the top of the rock they were at earlier, eagerly listening to your conversation with Jake.
As Jake approached, he looked apologetic, “Look, I know how you must be feeling and-”
“Do you really, Jake?” You exploded, pushing him away from you as you pounded at your own chest, “Do you know how it feels to look your own brother in the eye and know that it was your fault he was orphaned?”
Jake fell silent, battered by your agonized rage.
“My father didn’t want him because he already had me. He picked me off the street on earth, but Spider is his flesh and blood,” Your voice was breaking, so disgusted by the words you were saying that you thought you could feel bile fill your throat, almost drowning you.
“Does he know? Does he know who his parents are?” You questioned, giving him an accusatory look.
“No,” Neytiri piped in, shaking her head.
You squinted your eyes at Jake, “How could you not tell him?”
“You know your father, y/n. Would you have told him?” Jake pleaded, wanting for you to understand his decision, “I thought he would be better off not knowing.”
You were wrong to do that, Jake. No matter how much of a monster Quaritch is, Spider deserved to know.”
Lo’ak watched as Spider took everything in, his face twisting and scrunching as he tried to convince himself that everything you said wasn’t true. All he ever knew was that his parents had died in the battle with the Sky People, and he always wondered, allowed himself to explore those curious thoughts that longed to know who his parents really were. But as he listened to you, every word that you spoke like a knife in his chest, inching and inching further and further into his heart, he wished he had just left well enough alone.
Inside of him, like a disease that seemed to invade his mind, he was overcome with envy, his mouth in a snarl as he looked at you in your Na’vi form, Neytiri next to you as she took your hand into hers and even Mo’at regarded you, her concern shown as she stepped forward too.
Everything he ever wanted you had.
You were one of The People, accepted by Neytiri and Mo’at, and even before he was born, you were inducted in worthiness, your legacy so grand, so perfect, that the father you shared didn’t even bother to try to love him.
Neteyam came up from behind them, placing his hands on both of their shoulders, distressed as he whispered, “You cannot be here. Dad will skin us if he finds out.”
Spider pushed Neteyam’s hand away, storming off. He looked at Lo’ak, astonished by Spider’s reaction and Lo’ak got up from his crouched position, running off in the direction Spider ran off to.
Tuk climbed up onto the rock, Kiri behind her, as she crouched beside Neteyam, whispering innocently to him, “What’s going on?”
Kiri gave her brother an apologetic, sheepish look, but he let out a long frustrated sigh, pinching his temples together in frustration and mentally scolding himself for not anticipating them. He got up, picking Tuk up and carrying her, Kiri beside him as they both ran off to catch up with Lo’ak and Spider.
He had run off toward where he slept, the quarters for both humans and avatars clustered between the rectangular metal sites, identical to the shack in the other part of the mountains.
Before they reached the perimeter of it, Lo’ak stopped him from continuing. “Spider!” Lo’ak taking hold of his arm, “Are you okay?”
“Of course I’m not okay!” He pushed Lo’ak away, his breathing heavy as he said his thoughts aloud, spilling haphazardly in anger, “Did you not hear what she said? Everything I know is a lie! I thought that my parents had died for something right, but t-they were the enemy. My father killed Kiri’s mom and tried to destroy everything here.”
Kiri went to his side, kneeling down as she tried to calm him down, “You’re not him, Spider.”
Neteyam pushed for reason, abating how dumbfounded he felt hearing the truth, “Kiri is right and you cannot change the past. He’s your father.”
“And he’s her father too. Y/n is my sister, if I can even call her that,” Spider buried his face in his hands, so angry that he couldn’t help from tears falling down his face, “I’m nothing to him, just the son he never wanted, while she got to be his daughter. He chose her.”
“She couldn’t have wanted that for you, Spider. Did you not see how hurt she was over everything? You can’t blame her for what he did.” Lo’ak explained.
Spider scowled at him, “So you’d rather defend her than your best friend?”
“It’s not like that, okay? You don’t know her, Spider. You don’t know the whole story.” Lo’ak argued.
“Oh, and you do?” Spider inquired with fury in his eyes, “Whether I know her or not, it’s just like Neteyam said, it won’t change anything.” Too angry and too hurt, Spider left without another word.
Kiri stood up, her heart aching as she watched Spider go, Neteyam put a hand on her back, “You know him. He will cool off eventually.”
Tuk, who was confused about what was happening, agreed with Neteyam out of concern for Kiri, “Yeah, Kiri. Don’t worry.”
Kiri glared at Lo’ak, her own disdain showing in her voice, “How could you let him just listen to all of that? How could you not be more sympathetic toward his situation?”
Lo’ak argued back, just as fiercely as his sister, “He wanted to go on his own, okay? And besides, what should I have done? Hold his hand? I was trying to be reasonable, Kiri.”
He stepped forward, his voice stern, “Ask yourself this question, do you think it’s her fault? After everything you learned about her, after what she told you about your mom...do you think that Spider’s right for making her the bad guy? The bad guy is her father, the guy that would have killed Tuk and I if she wasn’t there.”
Lo’ak had so much more to say, the tension between him and his sister as she maintained her glare, her pride too great to admit that he was right.
Neteyam subdued the tension, interjecting as he stepped between them, “That’s enough. Let’s go home before dad notices.”
In his anger, Lo’ak had forgotten about his dad, “Ugh, dad’s gonna kill us when he finds out.” He groaned, dreading the long-winded lecture he knew was inevitable.
“No, he’s gonna kill you.” Kiri spat, her voice laced with attitude as she walked away.
~
“How much did he hear?” Jake was rubbing his forehead, agitated as his children were in front of him.
Lo’ak paused before responding, “All of it.”
“And where were you? I told you to take them home.” Jake asked his oldest son, so obviously disappointed from the way his voice cut so callously through the air.
“Sorry, sir.” Neteyam let out, his hands behind his back.
“Ma Jake. It has been a long day and the children must sleep.” Neytiri let out, keeping her voice mellow.
“I’ll deal with Spider tomorrow, alright?” Everyone nodded and Jake, satisfied, told them to get ready for bed.
Rolling out their mats, everyone quickly laid down, wanting to leave behind the heaviness of the day. Eventually, sleep overtook them all, but Lo’ak, who had tried so hard to succumb to that heaviness, couldn’t keep his eyes closed, his thoughts naturally wandering to you.
He couldn’t help it as he wondered if you were okay, wondering if you were sleeping too or lying awake like he was. Lo’ak couldn’t leave his inner questions unanswered and without hesitation, he slowly lifted himself up, quietly ascending and carefully stepping toward the entrance of their tent and slipping away.
He quickly made his way to the tent you were in and once he made it to the entrance, he pulled the curtain back slightly, peeking his head in, the light of a small candle illuminating the tent in a dim amber hue. He didn’t expect to find Mo’at there, still awake and seated on the floor in a meditative state.
Somehow, she didn’t even need to open her eyes to know that it was Lo’ak, talking quietly as she acknowledged him, “Why are you here, my grandson?”
Lo’ak walked through, closing the curtain and stepping forward, his eyes going to you in the hammock, and although you were lying down, you were wide awake, only pretending to be asleep. You were afraid to, expecting the nightmares to come again, and after the day that you had, you knew that they would be worse this time around.
And with those nightmares also came your infiltrating thoughts, thoughts consumed with problems that were ahead of you—your father, your brother, and your struggle with your new life—sleep couldn’t cure those problems, leaving you to feel guilty to even just rest.
But hearing Lo’ak come in distracted you, and you listened to him intently, focusing on him and the unusually long pause that occurred after Mo’at’s question. Lo’ak was thinking up an excuse, and in her curiosity, Mo’at opened her eyes.
Lo’ak was teetering on his heels and remembering you had given him those pictures, he pulled them out of his pocket, “Her pictures, I wanted to give them back.”
“Really?” Mo’at asked, raising an eyebrow, “Why do I feel as if you are here for more than that? You are concerned for her, no?”
Lo’ak didn’t have a response to her question, any words he was thinking of saying getting caught in his throat.
She looked behind her, her head still pivoted toward you as her eyes landed on her grandson, who had focused his gaze back on you. As if that didn’t make things any more obvious to Mo’at, she could sense his quickened heartbeat and his underlying nerves by her own motherly instinct.
Mo’at got up, a hand on her heart as she grinned at Lo’ak, her next words trusting in the voice that she felt in her soul, “Why don’t you watch her until morning for me? Your grandmother must sleep.”
“Really?” Lo’ak replied, his excitement bouncing off his final syllable.
She lowered her eyes at him, “Yes, but I can stay here if you do not wish to-”
“No, I’ll watch her. You go and rest.” He interrupted.
She put her hands on his shoulders affectionately, “Good, good. I will be back in the morning.”
When you two were finally alone, he placed your pictures neatly on the table before slowly and quietly making his way to you. He leaned against the wall, admiring you. Even in your other clothing, your appearance rugged from the forest and blood dripping from your wound, Lo’ak thought you were pretty. But in the candle light, you were luminous, its rays cascading its amber colors onto your skin, most of your body now exposed to drink up the hues.
You still had your eyes closed, and you could feel his eyes on you. You cleared your throat, startling him as you spoke, “I know you didn’t come all the way here just to stare at me.”
“Have you been awake this whole time?” Lo’ak asked, stunned.
You finally fluttered your eyes open, “I couldn’t sleep. So what’s your excuse?”
Lo’ak stood up, “Didn’t you hear? I wanted to give your pictures back, that’s why I came.”
He kept his tone as nonchalant as possible, despite how much he could feel his heart pounding against his chest and his palms becoming sweaty with how nervous you were really making him.
You still looked at him with a suspicious expression, “In the middle of the night?”
“They’re important to you, aren’t they?” Lo’ak scoffed, trying to keep his composure.
Everything he was saying was defying any reasonable logic, but you were amused by him, smiling as you walked over to the table, questioning him further, “So you woke up just to give me these?”
Lo’ak crossed his arms, dedicated to maintaining a cool demeanor as he responded, “Well, yeah, but my grandma asked me to watch you too,” He paused, watching your reaction as he took the opportunity to tease, “She’s an old woman, you know. She needs her sleep.”
Although you knew he was making excuses, you played along, “Are you always this thoughtful or are you trying to impress me?”
He circled around you, his gaze fixated on you as he took a seat in the hammock, laying his back into it and resting his hands beneath his head, “Why? Are you into it?” He genuinely wanted to know, his eyes glinting with a ferocious curiosity.
You couldn’t take him seriously though, laughing as you approached, taking a seat beside him, “You’re in my spot.”
He put a hand on his chest, fake pouting, “And you don’t want to share? After I interrupted my perfectly good night to come here?”
You let a breath out, and to his surprise, you actually did lie down next to him, so unconcerned as you carelessly let your arms and legs touch his, the feeling igniting his cool skin.
“You’re lying.” You said, “Come on, why are you really up?”
Lo’ak gulped, adjusting himself slightly to give you more room, but you stayed still, only moving your head to look at him. Your foreheads weren’t even touching, but they might as well have, the effect of your proximity creating a tension that only Lo’ak seemed to notice.
Even though he was curious, he didn’t bring anything up about your old life, about Spider, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable. Lo’ak found refuge in the ceiling as he responded, “I couldn’t sleep. I was too busy worrying about you.”
He glanced back at you, looking for a specific reaction in your eyes, hoping that you were feeling the same tension he was. You seemed immune to his continuous charms as your gaze gave him no indications, unreadable as you simply listened to him, your expression as calm as before. But you did feel it, unsure of what it was and unsure of how to react to it, having never felt anything like it before.
He suddenly felt awkward, clearing his throat, “So what about you? Why aren’t you sleeping? You can tell me…or don’t. Whatever you want.”
For a moment you hesitated, not wanting to share your troubles with him, to burden him with that unbearable weight. But Lo’ak had managed to make you feel lighter and you somehow found yourself talking to him easily.
“Nightmares.” You let out, “I always had nightmares when I lived on the base, but when I moved to the shack with your dad and everyone, they stopped.” You paused, “I guess I’ve still got my old habits wired in this new brain.”
“Well, not all your old habits,” Lo’ak began slowly, adjusting himself and giving you his full attention as he turned, “You know, I never thanked you for saving me, for protecting Tuk, so thank you.”
You did the same, shifting yourself as you looked at him, “You know, it’s weird. All of you have no problem seeing me as one of you, but I’m still having a hard time believing it.”
I’ve lived here my whole life, and I still have a hard time too.” Lo’ak held his hand up, wiggling his fingers, “Ketuwong, alien—it’s all they see, even though everyone denies it. “
You softened your expression, saddened by how he had said it, his voice desperately wanting to sound detached, indifferent to the problem, but despite how hard he tried to mask how he felt, you saw right through his attempt at apathy.
You held your hand up, aligning your fingers and touching your palm to his, “It’s okay. That means we match.”
Lo’ak’s mouth parted in surprise before he quickly pressed his lips together into a smile, not one of his usual smirks, but a real one, one he rarely ever showed, “Yeah, we do.”
You hardly realized the implications of what he said, your mind rationalizing it as your heart acted on its own, beating rapidly, so moved by the way your hands touched and the way he was smiling at you. Everything stirring inside of you felt like uncharted territory, the matters of the heart having never been traversed by your soul.
Yet, that territory did not resemble harsh landscapes or scary, rocky heights. It felt more like you were crossing through the bluest and calmest of waters, freely flowing and fluidly ferrying those feelings in you, easing and rocking them as they slowly settled within. And while you eased into those affections slowly, Lo’ak didn’t have to. He knew exactly how he felt about you, and he felt confident in his ability to make you realize the potential of your growing connection.
You retracted your hand slowly, resting it on your chest as you looked at the ceiling again, a blush settling on your cheeks. You both found yourselves in comfortable silence for a moment, peace finding the both of you just as it had when you were lying on the grass in the forest. Lo’ak was thinking of something to talk about, wanting to take your mind off of the nightmares and what had happened earlier that day.
His mind finally settled on a question and shifting his gaze from the ceiling to you he began, “So, what are you…” His voice quickly trailed off when he saw your eyes were closed.
You had fallen asleep.
He couldn’t believe it, and since you had fooled him once before, he uttered your name in a faint whisper, to which you held no response to, only breathing steadily as you laid still. Lo’ak felt the heaviness of his own eyes, but waited to fall asleep for as long as he could, ready to be there for you if the nightmares crept up in your mind again.
But they never did.
~
You awoke as light peeked through the tent, the rays from the sun infiltrating the space and signaling the morning’s arrival. You didn’t want to open your eyes, too comfortable in the position you were in. It wasn’t until you felt slight movement from next to you and the touch of a hand around your waist that you finally opened your eyes. You were lying on your side and looking over your shoulder, you found Lo’ak, still sleeping, his arm comfortably snaked around your waist and his other one positioned where your head had been.
You put your hand over your mouth, shocked and wondering how you let yourself fall asleep with him last night. Carefully, you tried to lift Lo’ak’s arm from your waist, but the movement only made him pull you in closer, the feel of his breath sending goosebumps down your spine as your back hit his chest. You tried again with a little more force and you were finally able to slip out from underneath him, lightly touching your feet onto the ground as you cautiously looked back at him, making sure he was still asleep.
To your relief, he was, and you wasted no time walking out of the tent, pulling the curtain back quickly and shutting it. You let a breath out, patting your cheeks and closing your eyes as you tried to process what had happened, trying to distract yourself from the scene in front of you. Life was already active in the camp as you saw everyone begin their daily routines, warriors already meeting, families preparing meals for their families, bundles of materials being carried around between women and men, and lastly you saw the very few children wandering, their eyes still tired as they yawned.
“I assume you slept well in my grandson’s arms?” Mo’at spoke from the right of you, the suddenness making you jump.
You felt your cheeks turn pink, your eyes darting to her. You greeted her properly, touching your hand to your forehead and extending it to her as she did the same.
Seeing the slight panic in your eyes, she put a hand up to reassure you, “Do not worry my child. I only tease.”
Her idea of a joke made you feel queasy with nervousness as you let out a weak laugh, “Ah, you’re funny Mo’at.”
She had her hands clasped together, an amused smile on her face, “But I am right, no? You were able to sleep.”
You scratched your head, looking away from her, “I was sleeping before Lo’ak got there.”
She raised an eyebrow at you, “You did a poor job fooling me.”
You gasped, “You knew the whole time? Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Sometimes silence is better than talk.”
She looked back at the tent, placing a hand on the curtain as she pulled it back, revealing Lo’ak, still soundly asleep, “But, it was not my silence that calmed your heart, was it?”
You turned violently pink as you struggled to respond to her, “Well-I mean-I-”
“Do not worry. This will be our secret.” Mo’at whispered.
In her excitement, she was getting ahead of herself, spewing her words out with pride, “But, do not hold shame over this, y/n. My grandsons are the most handsome of all the men here. If you realize you are not too fond of Lo’ak, then I’m sure Neteyam would be very good for you.”
You still didn’t know what to say, your mouth parting to speak, but no words falling out. Your shock only allowed you to nod, as you barely even registered what she had said, your mind and heart racing to catch onto the words to understand their heft.
She gave you a pleased smile, putting an affectionate hand on your cheek before she drew the curtain fully, the pouring light from the entrance into the entire tent, the abruptness of sunshine instantly stirring Lo’ak awake.
Rubbing his eyes, Lo’ak sat up and Mo’at approached him, her hands clasped together, “I suggest that you run back home Lo’ak before you get into more trouble.”
Planting his feet on the ground he stood, grunting, “I’m always in trouble, grandma.”
He looked over to where you were, and when you made eye-contact, Lo’ak smirked, “At least this time, it’ll be worth it.”
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Author’s Note
My lovers,
Okay so many things happened but round of applause for mo’at, your biggest shipper ~ SHE IS PLAYING HER GRANDMA DUTIES WELL
I hope you enjoyed this chapter!! PLEASE let me know what you thought of it in the comments! I really love reading your predictions and how you felt :)
~ ~ I hadn’t originally planned on putting Spider in my story, but I wanted to add more depth to the reader’s arc and intertwine their fates together— Spider who desperately feels like he belongs and tries so hard, and then there’s YOU who didn’t even try at all to be one of The People and has already been accepted even though you still feel like you don’t deserve to. I just couldn’t resist it :)
again thank you all SO MUCH for taking the time to read my story and for leaving such wonderful comments and just showing your love on here!
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Provoke Me (pt.2)
(Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x F!Omaticaya Reader)
minors dni!
!This is a 2 part story, read Part 1!
Genre: angst and smut, slight fluff towards the end
Warnings: dom!neteyam, jealous neteyam, swearing, dirty talk, teasing, overstimulation, oral (reader) receiving, p in v, doggystyle, slight choking and breast play (please tell me if theres any i've missed!)
Backstory: Y/n and Kiri were born in the same year, shortly after the destruction of home tree. They were raised in the clans base on the Hallelujah mountains, always playing together. They have been best friends ever since birth, which led y/n to become close with the Sully's. Y/n had a huge crush on Kiri's brother; Neteyam, ever since she saw him, and would ramble on about how hot he was. Kiri always rolled her eyes, but knew your feelings were mutual since she decided to tease her brother about it after she caught him staring at you, which led to him confess his feelings for you to Kiri. However, Kiri was a good secret keeper, so she hadn't told both sides about the opposites feelings, and she didn't feel she had to. Y/n and Neteyam would always flirt, and catch each other staring at one another, it was obvious. On another regular day, you decided to wear your newly made, revealing top to grab Kiri from the Sully's tent. What you don't realize until later on, when you were alone in the forest with Neteyam, was that it had turned him on. Kiri's birthday was upcoming, would Neteyam act on your encounter at the forest if you were to flirt and dance with another male?
Neteyam and Reader are aged up to 19+ years old!! (Other characters except for Tuk too! Tuk is 12 here, don't be weird)
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Four days had passed since your encounter with Neteyam in the forest, and Eywa, it was four dreadful days. You had went to the Sully's tent every morning to 'grab Kiri', and every day he would completely ignore your existence, never getting distracted from his occupation. He never came to flirt with you during the day like he always used to, instead he was always around somebody so that you could never talk to him privately. He was shutting you out, and Eywa did it hurt. You hadn't told Kiri about anything that had happened, because knowing your best friend, she wouldn't stay calm about it.
As much as it hurt, you weren't one to sly away from revenge. Tonight was Kiri's 20th birthday celebration, and oh did you have a plan for Neteyam. You had learnt from Kiri on the same day as your encounter with Neteyam that he got jealous easily, and you knew for a fact that your plan would have an effect on him if he decided to fuck you in the first place.
You had just left the Sully's tent to get ready for Kiri's celebration, happening after sunset, which was in about an hour. You wanted to wear something revealing, as you knew it would provoke Neteyam. You decided to wear a red top with a red loincloth. You picked out a shoulder sleeve top that barely covered your breasts, made out of Pandoras most beautiful red flowers. You decided to wear your hair open, tying bits of it in the back with a red flower on top (basically Neytiris hair in the mating scene).
slight time skip, to Kiri's celebration
Kiri's birthday celebration was happening at the meeting area of the clan, she was the daughter of Toruk Makto after all. The 'party' had already started while you approached, you could see the preparations made on the empty area of land. There were snacks and drinks displayed in bowls, as the musicians of the clan played traditional music on their instruments. The land was lit by torches, and there were people already dancing to the music. You smiled at the festive spirit of your people, as you walk more in. You look around to try and spot Kiri, but you spot Lo'ak and Neteyam talking instead. You smirked as you said 'better than nothing' to yourself, walking towards them.
"Whats up Lo'ak!" you say enthusiastically as you approach the youngest Sully boy, completely ignoring the elder brother. "I'm doing good mamacita how about you" he replies with a smirk. You rolled your eyes while chuckling at his response. This was an exact representation of your friendship with Lo'ak; you weren't close, but acted like you've never went a day without each other when you talked. "I'm doing good too," you reply at his question, still completely ignoring the eldest Sully boy. You hadn't even glanced his way while approaching Lo'ak, yet he didn't have any reaction to it whatsoever. From what you could comprehend from the corner of your eye, he just stood there, listening to you and Lo'aks conversation like it was completely normal. This was just the beginning though, you knew you would make him suffer.
"I was wondering if you'd seen Kiri, I looked for her but couldn't see her." you asked Lo'ak. "She was just talking to Rai'uk, there she is!" Lo'ak pointed to Kiri talking to a male Na'vi which you guessed was Rai'uk. He was handsome, though never as much as Neteyam, and you found him to be the perfect male to execute your plan with. You smirked before turning your attention back to Lo'ak and thanking him, taking your leave.
"Hey Kiri," you approached Kiri, interrupting her conversation with the male in front of the both of you. "Hi y/n- how rude of me, I must introduce you!" Kiri exclaimed before looking back at the male. "Rai'uk, this is y/n, my best friend since birth, and y/n, this is Rai'uk, a warrior I've had to heal so many times- we became friends." Rai'uk and Kiri both chuckled at her statement, as you smiled at Rai'uk, looking up at him without breaking eye contact. "Nice to meet you, Rai'uk." you said in a rather seductive tone. His breathing lightly hitched, as he replied with the same sentence, never breaking eye contact with you as well.
The musicians of the clan started to play a faster beat song, which immediately made Kiri's eyes light up. "Let's go dance!" she exclaimed, pulling your right arm with her left, and Rai'uks left arm with her right hand to the middle of the crowd. A main reason you and Kiri have been best friends for so long was the fact that you matched each others energies. The both of you immediately started swaying your bodies when you came to a stop, and Rai'uk chuckled, also joining in to the dance.
You look around, hoping to spot the Olo'eyktans eldest son, and you do. He was talking to Lo'ak, well it was more of a one sided conversation. He kept glancing at you every time Lo'ak was speaking, clearly no interested in what he had to say. You made eye contact as he gulped, you smirked at him before he turned his gaze away. You saw Neytiri approaching Kiri as she lightly tapped on her shoulder, stopping Kiri's dancing. "I want you to meet someone, I think you'll like them, they specialize in herbs." Neytiri told her, as Kiri nodded. "I'll be back guys, continue dancing!" Kiri said before leaving with Neytiri.
You and Rai'uk were alone now, staring into each others eyes while you danced together. The music slowly transitioned into a more sensual one, even though the beat stayed the same speed. Rai'uk held you by the waist as he pulled you closer to him. You glanced a look at Neteyam, whos glare was now stuck on you, before wrapping your arms around Rai'uks neck.
You started to slowly sway your hips, synchronized with his. This was exactly your plan; to find a handsome male, flirt and dance with him, and make Neteyam go completely feral. You stood on your tiptoes to lean into Rai'uks ear. "You're very handsome, you know right" you whispered, making him smirk. You were sure Neteyam saw it, which made you return to your old position, smirking, while continuing your dance with Rai'uk. He was glaring back at you, smiling. His nostrils were flared though, and his eyes were burning through you. It was obvious his smile was a sign of anger, rather than happiness.
You turned around, your hips now perfectly aligning with Rai'uks pelvis, as you swayed your hips against him. You kept smirking at Neteyam, who was now staring at your hips, constantly grinding against the Omaticaya male behind you. "You're extremely pretty too, I'm lucky to be dancing with you." Rai'uk whispered into your ear from behind, which made you look up at him with a smile. You turned around once again, hands wrapped around Rai'uks neck.
You glanced back towards Neteyams direction, just to see him angrily walking towards you and your dance partner, his braids swinging with every step. Your smirking face turned into a worried one, scared you took things too far. You were proven right as Neteyam approached you, pulled you away from Rai'uk by your waist, before letting go and landing a strong punch on your now former dance partners face, making him fall down.
The music stopped as the whole crowds attention was now on the three of you. A couple of Omaticayan males held back Neteyam, as Rai'uk stood up, wiping away the blood from his nose. He was about to lunge an attack on Neteyam when another set of Omaticayan males held him back. Kiri came by with a worried and shocked expression on her face, but it was too late as Neteyam had pulled away, and grabbed your right arm aggressively while quickly walking you away from the party.
Neteyam was walking you through the forest, holding your arm so tight you were sure your blood circulation would've stopped if you didn't pull away. You wiggled your arm free of his grip, and he stopped in his track, turning around and walking closer to you with a frown on his face. "What the fuck Neteyam!" you scream, an angry expression combined with confusion on your face. "What do you mean what the fuck? You were provoking me with that skxawng!" he shouted back, his eyes now burning stronger than ever. "Why do you care, huh? Who are you in my life?" you say in a loud, but not screaming tone. You had the same expression on your face as previously.
He turned around, rubbing his forehead with his left hand, not replying to your question. "You ignored me, Neteyam. You fucked me and then fucking ignored me! You have no say in this, I'm going back." you shout again, turning around as he roughly grabs your arm, turning you right back around again and pushing you against a nearby tree. He walked closer to you and leaned into your face.
"You're not going back, no way. That skxawng deserved what he got, his hands were all over you while his eyes were on your clearly displayed chest, with your slutty top." he spat, but your gaze never changed from a combination of anger and sadness, which led him to sigh. "I was scared, y/n. You're like a drug, I was scared I'd get addicted unless I distanced myself away." he replied, looking into your eyes with genuine hurt. "and I realized my mistake and I realized I fucked up and that I hurt you-" he rambled on, but you cut him off, tears now strolling down your face. "Yeah, you hurt me Neteyam." You held yourself back from more tears. "No, no no no no, don't cry baby." Neteyam replied as he wiped your tears away with his thumbs.
You looked to your left, breaking eye contact as you sniffled. You heard Neteyam whisper fuck, as he slowly held your chin and turned your head back to him, kissing you gently. You didn't return the kiss back at first, but when Neteyam pulled away and whispered "Please baby," you were the one to kiss him again. His right hand was holding your back sternly, as his left remained on your waist. Your hands found their way onto his toned shoulders, grasping them tighter when Neteyam pulled away from the kiss just to place ones on your neck. He started sucking on your skin, and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
"Neteyam-" you whined out, trying to pull away, scared of the aftermath of this scenario once again. He just held you tighter "No baby, let me make you feel good, so that you know I'm better than any skxawng you'll ever flirt with." You moan at his words, as he began kissing your collarbones, going down towards your breasts. "Fuck, you won't even look the way of any skxawng after I'm done with you" he added on, instantly sending heat between your inner thighs.
He gently pushed you against the same tree as previously, making you look down at him as he squatted, and then plopped down onto his knees, his face in perfect alignment with your now soaking womanhood. He looked up at you as he slowly began untying your red loincloth, never breaking eye contact. His gaze focused on your dripping cunt once he untied and tossed the piece of cloth away, looking up at you once again to ask for consent. You nodded, and he slowly began to kiss your inner thighs, getting closer to your aching lips with every kiss.
He finally reached your soaked up cunt, giving your clit a single lick. You whimpered at his tongue, eyes shutting immediately. He took that as a good sign and started to suck on your clit, looking up at your messed up expression from his stimulation. He gave your clit a couple of more licks before sticking his tongue up your entrance, fuck his tongue was so skilled.
You were a moaning mess at the new sensation, as he thrusted his tongue in and out, while continuously sucking on your clit. You were approaching your orgasm so fast, "I'm going to cum 'teyam" you managed to moan out, as his tongue thrust into you faster. You finally relaxed, releasing all over his mouth. You were a panting mess, but you forgot how to breathe as you looked down to see Neteyam staring up at you, with your juices all over the corners of his mouth. Fuck, it was literally breathtaking. He wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb, before licking it all, not breaking eye contact with you. "You taste so good" he groaned out as he slowly stood back up, kissing you with his tongue, making you taste yourself.
He began to untie his loincloth, his lustful eyes never leaving yours. You walked past him into the open land of the forest, his eyes following your body as you plopped yourself on all fours. He smirked, it was like you read his mind. You looked back at him, seeing him toss away his loincloth, revealing his erect cock, which was nothing new to you now. He walked closer as he plopped down on his knees, placing himself on your womanhoods entrance.
"I'd go slow to not hurt you physically this time, but fuck I'm so turned on" he said, holding you still by your hips, waiting for you to reply with your preference. "I don't mind," you replied, as you fell on your elbows, making you arch your back more, while pushing your ass more towards his cock. His tip slightly entered you with your sudden action, which made Neteyams breathing hitch. Without being able to control himself anymore, he slammed into you, making you scream at the unexpected thrust. His pace didn't gradually increase like last time- it started fast, which turned you on even more.
He threw his head back as his nails dug into your skin. Your eyes rolled back at his overstimulation, as you became a moaning mess, again. Neteyam lifted his head back up, now looking down at where you both met. His mind was fogged with only the sounds of your pretty moans, and skin slapping. It was driving him over the edge, and he needed more. He placed his left hand on your back pushing you down as his right hand still remained on your hip. Your back arched, leading you to open your knees wider. He was going in deeper now, and it felt so good.
Your elbows hurt from the constant weight transfer, as Neteyam was swaying you, front and back. You decided to completely let go, stretching your arms to lay in front of you, as your head fell down to the ground because of the lack of support. This new position you were in turned Neteyam on so much. He was wrecking you, showing you how he could make you feel better than any other guy. You felt your second orgasm approach, which made you clench around Neteyams length. You squeezing around him got him closer to releasing than any of his thrusts, "I'm so close baby, keep clenching around me like that" he panted out, still thrusting into you, fast and deep.
"Mhm, me too" you managed to speak, but your voice got muffled by the ground your face was currently on. You clenched around him even tighter as he hit your g-spot, which led the both of you to release without being able to warn each other. Neteyam kept thrusting in as his cum was shooting in you, to ride out both of your highs. He slowed down his pace gradually, and stopped completely when he felt you were both okay. He slowly pulled out of you, plopping besides you as he pulled you towards him, kissing your forehead. You were too overstimulated to focus, and Neteyam himself was a panting mess. He kept kissing your forehead until you both calmed down, becoming yourselves again.
You didn't move from that position, in fact you stayed there for a long period of time, sharing only silence. Neteyam was rubbing your hair, as he finally decided to speak. "I'm sorry, y/n." You didn't respond, sensing he had more to say, therefore he continued. "I know I fucked up, but I'd do anything to make it up to you, I should have never ignored you." he rambled on, his words flowing smoothly one after the other. A smile appeared on your face, as you looked up to kiss him. "It doesn't matter anymore, you already made it up." you said, reassuring him. "And I'm sorry for provoking you, though it was fun." you chuckled at your own words.
"I would've killed that skxawng if no one stopped me, his hands were all over the places only I could touch" he replied, getting all worked up over someone you didn't care about, which made you smile cheekily. "It doesn't matter anymore though, I know I have you as mine now." he stated before kissing your forehead.
You snuggled close to him, as you fell asleep underneath the stars, without a single care in the world now that you had each other.
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I fucking died writing this. Omg.
The amount of blood, sweat, and tears I put into this fic, IT EVEN GOT DELETED AT SOME POINT?!?!
I seriously hope you guys enjoy it, even though it is long haha :) It was my first time writing a two part story, I might do it again in the future but I definitely prefer single parts waaayy better!
Until next time,
-dero
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