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luchicm04 · 27 days

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|Tonowari x Jake| ft. Aonung

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Summary: You are mine, Ma’Jake. Forget them. Forget everybody and focus on me.

Pairing: Jake Sully/Tonowari

Word count: 3.7k

Overall warnings: yandere, rape/non-con elements, sexual content, dirty talk, angst, character death, extreme violence, mature language, death of minors⚠️🔞

All characters belong to Avatar, and all rights are reserved to the original work whose author allowed me to translate it.

A/N: Before reading this story, everyone needs to throw the gentle fish man out of their heads first. Hope you like it <3

posted on ao3

Beautiful.

The only thing that could describe the rider of the last shadow is beautiful.

Jake Sully, the ex Olo’eyktan of the Omatikaya clan and the former great warrior Toruk Makto, stood before him. Those two beautiful, thin arms held his ‘despicable’ little daughter and did not let go.

Oh-

Great Mother-

Have you sent me a gorgeous gift?

“We welcome you as our brothers and sisters.”

His mouth spoke in words. His voice was calm and not displeased, but his mind was more ‘excited’ than anyone else’s.

“Thank you so much, Olo’eyktan.”

That smile... so lovely.

“My pleasure.”

I don’t like your family at all.

What should I do?

What do I have to do to make you mine?

──

When the light disappeared after a solar eclipse, it was time to go to bed. Jake put his arms around his young wife’s waist, and she hugged him again. Not far away were the bodies of growing children lying in each other’s arms.

It looked like a warm family that is too difficult to separate.

Sea-colored eyes looked at the image through the darkness. The heat of anger flickered everywhere. His elegant strakes and palms were now stained with bright red drops of blood from something the ‘past him’ loved.

However, to possess that man... even if the entire tribe was to be exterminated, he would accept it.

──

The dawn returned to the wide sky. A loud noise woke the Sully family from their slumber.

Neteyam was the first to be alarmed. He pushed Lo’ak’s legs that were resting on his chest and ran to look outside of the marui.

The Metkayina people were running around. Whether the warriors were on land or in the water, they all had angry expressions.

A thin arm grabbed a marine one. “What happened?” he asked in a puzzled voice.

“The Tsahìk was killed last night. We are looking for the perpetrators.”

The bad news that greeted the new household made the newly awakened Jake frown. He was so afraid that his family would be labeled as cursed.

“What did the Olo’eyktan say?” the former clan leader asked severely. That made the ears of the young reef boy the same age as Lo’ak automatically droop.

“He is very angry because our Tsahìk had just become pregnant.”

“Take me there.”

Neytiri approached and grabbed his shoulder. Her fierce face was full of worry. Jake turned to look at his young mate and gave her a smile that softened her a little.

──

The Olo’eyktan’s marui stood from a distance. She immediatelly realized that a tragedy had occurred, because the water beneath the marui was filled with blood and the cries of the tribe’s children.

“Please, let us through.”

Ma’Jake pushed his way through the crowd and entered the big space before covering his nose with his hand. The smell of blood was so strong that he almost vomited.

“Oh mother... How did this happen?”

The youngest cried a river of tears, hugging her mother’s body with her chest open to reveal her ribs and her heart. One side of her face had a stab wound that went all the way to the back of her head.

“Oh, Eywa... Children, go out.”

“But mom.”

“Neteyam, take you younger siblings.”

Because the scene in front of her was too horrible. Neytiri wanted to protect her children from it. She couldn’t let them see these things. The eldest knew this well and he took his younger brothers and sisters from the circle of warriors.

──

Jake’s amber eyes occasionally glanced at the Olo’eyktan of the Metkayina. His fierce and gentle face was filled with tears.

His eyes were red and glowing with anger and looked terrifying. But those fierce eyes turned to look at him as if they knew they were being watched.

Jake felt his strength slip away in fear.

That face... no longer matched the gentleness he had seen before.

Probably devastated because his partner and future child were murdered. If it were him, he would hunt down the culprits until he had gone all over the planet, from top to bottom.

Tonowari looked unbearably pitiful. Losing your wife and baby this way must be so difficult to accept.

Jake looked away from him and looked closely at Ronal’s soulless body. He should be useful at times like this. Use his knowledge to find out the truth.

...But why was the Olo’eyktan’s oldest acting like that?

His gaze was empty.

But from the bloodshot edges of his eyes, Jake knew that he had been crying recently.

Aonung did not have a distressed expression like his younger sister, Tsireya. Instead, he had a blank expression above all, like a lifeless doll.

Maybe that boy knew something that he couldn’t tell anyone.

The eyes of that kid looked at Tonowari with a futy that was difficult to explain.

What had happened last night?

──

Several weeks had passed and the search for the culprit had still not been resolved. Jake tried his best to find a way to help, but all he had achieved was failure.

They could not find the criminal’s weapons. There were no traces of an escape. All Ilu and Tsurak were present.

It was just a small tribe, but why hadn’t anyone noticed anything?

“Or perhaps she committed suicide?”

“If she had done that, the examination of the body would have said so.”

The options were expressed seriously. Hopes for revenge had been reduced to almost zero. Jake held his head in frustration. During that period, he almost never returned to lie down and rest.

“Toruk Makto, you should go rest.”

“Don’t call me by my previous title.”

“I should not... but should know how valuable this position is.”

It was a fact that Jake couldn’t deny, but he could not go back and rest while he let these warriors hunt down the Tsahìk’s assassins.

“There will be a solar eclipse. Today, we will have to sleep outside the tribe,” someone said, and Jake agreed. The darker the sky, the better his eyes will work. If anyone were to try anything at that time, he would be the first to see it.

“Then-”

“Toruk Makto!!”

“Is there something wrong? You’re running out of breath.”

It was Rotxo, a reef boy and close friend of the chief’s son. He came running towards him, looking so worried he seemed out of place.

“Your mate-”

He didn’t wait for the other Na’vi to finish his sentence. Jake ran away. His heart contracted... he was so afraid that his beloved wife was in a condition no different from Ronal’s.

──

Great Mother, please... don’t let that happen to my family.

The sound of sobs and prayers in his head never stopped. His slender legs moved forward as fast as they could.

Jake felt so bad that he burst into tears. Neytiri was the woman he loved most in his life.

The marui!!

“Neytiri!!!”

“Ah! Dad is back!! I really missed you!”

His little daughter’s body rushed forward, and he hugged her longingly.

Jake panted heavily... His heart trembled and he nearly fell to his feet.

“Is there something wrong, Ma’Jake? Your face is pale and you’re shaking.”

She approached with a worried expression on her face. A small four-fingered hand caressed him with the greatest delicacy.

“Are you alright?”

“I’m fine... just a little dizzy from the search.”

Relief flooded in until the tall, thin figure fell to his knees on the ground. With a deep voice, he thanked Eywa for continuing to protect his family.

“Come.”

“I... Neytiri, I love you.”

“I know, my love. Did you run to tell me this?” her caring voice spoke softly before thin lips placed a soft kiss on his temple.

“Dad, are you crying? Neteyam!! Dad is crying! Quickly, come and see!!”

The mischievous middle child of the house leaned in to look as he heard the commotion before shouting and calling for his older brother, who was swimming with Kiri, to hurry up and come see the strange picture.

──

“Neytiri... don’t leave me.”

“Why would I leave you, Jake? Are we not partners?”

She hugged him in the midst of the children's laughter. With those surroundings... at that moment, he was the happiest man in the world.

──

“Is your lover still beautiful?”

The question was asked... when someone’s ‘head’ rested in front of him.

A familiar face with thin lips he once held.

...

Neytiri...

“What have you done?! Tonowari!!!” the man screamed between tears. In the middle of the darkness in the Olo’eyktan’s marui, two lives collided with each other as if no one would give in.

Nevertheless, Jake was so furious that his eyes were bloodshot. Unlike the sea Na’vi, who smiled without a care as he dealt with the force that was pressing him against the surface of the marui.

“Bastard!!”

His thin lips let out all sorts of curses. Five fingers squeezed the Olo’eyktan’s throat, wanting to take his life.

“Ma’Jake... when you get angry, you become so beautiful. Are you not happy that the shameless demon disappeared like this?”

“Neytiri, she was my wife!! Why did you do that...”

At that moment, it wouldn’t be wrong to say that Jake had lost his mind. Many tears filled his eyes.

He repeatedly questioned the Na’vi below him for answers. But only a disgusting laugh was heard. His palm rubbed and gripped his tight, while the more fragile body rested on the lower part of his abdomen.

“Ma’Jake, ah Ma’Jake, from now on you will be mine.”

Tonowari shouted his name sweetly while two hands caressed his waist and lowered towards the end of the rope that held his loincloth.

“You pervert! I’ll kill-!!”

As if he had suddenly lost consciousness, Jake looked at the pair of hands with such panic that he accidentally freed his palm from the thick words, giving the stronger Tonowari the opportunity to take control of the situation.

“Tonowa-!”

“Ma paskalin... Look at you. Who dares to make you cry?” the senior man said with a sneer. His face lit up with a terrifying smile. He was filled with a passion that was more than Jake could imagine.

“I killed both Ronal and your mate... so that the two of us would be a perfect bonded couple.”

“Let go!!!” Jake barked through his teeth, fighting back tears. At that moment, he was angry and scared.

“Ma yawntu, ma Eywa ... ah-” a faint whisper murmured in his ear. The forest man turned away from those hot breaths in disgust.

But when he opened his eyes again...

Instead, he came to face with the lifeless eyes of the woman holding his heart.

Both he and Neytiri looked at each other. Even if he is the one crying.

She died leaving only her head. As for him, he was being sexually abused before her lifeless eyes.

“Please, I beg you.”

The sobs did not stop Tonowari. The force of the bite on his throat and the wetness of the tip of his tongue made Jake feel like he wanted to die right now.

“Neytiri...”

Suddenly...

Just by saying her name with his mouth.

All action stopped.

“Do not mention her name in front of me. Otherwise, I will cut out your tongue.”

How did those terrible threats come from the mouth of the generous Olo’eyktan of the Metkayina?

Jake bared his teeth, his growl as hoarse as anything.

He did not have enough strength left to resist any longer.

──

The forest man groaned in unbearable agony. Shame was imprinted on his body again and again.

The tips of his long nails scratched furiously all over Tonowari’s body. But it always returned immediately.

His dry eyes were empty. Thick lips kissed his entire body.

...

The reflection of two Na’vis making love appeared in the lovely amber eyes of a woman who had only her head left.

A drop of water from the side of the woven ceiling fell to the edge of her eyes and flowed down, as if she were crying for what had happened.

Tonowari smiled.

Did you see, Neytiri? He is mine.

Not yours.

──

When he woke up, Jake prayed that it was all just a dream. However, his wounded body always reminded him.

Defenseless in this marui, only the figures of Aonung and Tonowari entered and left.

That boy always brought him a tray of food at every meal, and he was the only one who healed the wounds on his body with a face of constant sadness.

“My kids... Where are they?”

Jake didn’t know how many times he had asked that question. But no answer ever came from the Olo’eyktan’s mouth.

“...”

“Aonung, please... are they safe?” Jake pleaded to the young man through tears. If he had not been chained, he would have run looking for his children, going over the entire island.

“...They are safe. They’re staying with Tsireya.”

The blue eyes strayed, not daring to respond to a foreign Na’vi who was no different from a prisoner at that time.

“Really? Tonowari didn’t do anything to them, right?” Hearing this, the father felt somewhat satisfied, but he couldn’t help but be worried.

“...”

“Aonung?”

“Yes.”

When he finished, that figure immediately stood up and disappeared. Jake didn’t dare stop him, as a terrible feeling began to consume him.

Was what Aonung said true or false? Were his children really safe, or was it just word of mouth?

Those fragrant meals at that moment were absolutely disgusting to him.

He could no longer swallow them comfortably like before.

Neytiri’s face haunted him every time he moved.

Jake hugged himself tightly. Saying that everything would be alright... although what he feared most in his life had already happened.

He had lost Neytiri...

The children themselves did not know of their fate. Nor did he know theirs.

“Why don’t you eat? Tsireya would be very sad if she found out about this.”

Jake let out a violent growl. The closer that large silhouette got, the more whistles he emitted non-stop.

The tip of his big tail moved gently; his beauty again showing a cute behavior.

“Get out!!”

“Ma paysyul... this is my marui and yours too. No matter how much you wish to chase me out, I won’t go.”

Tonowari knelt in front of him. He brought the wrist of his slender arm closer to him. Jake was surprised and trembled, trying to escape the embrace of this demon from hell.

“Let go of me! You bastard!!!”

The sea Na’vi smiled gently, leaving passionate kisses along the beautiful temple. One hand left his narrow waist to move and hold a long braid that reached past his hips.

“We both are now a couple. It’s really like destiny.”

‘A destiny I made,’ the voice in the Olo’eyktan’s head resonated.

He clung to Jake tightly, possessive. The first time they made love wasn’t very good. The next, he hoped the gorgeous Na’vi would be more cooperative.

“Tsaheylu with me-”

“No!!!” his pleasant voice said in a harsh tone of denial. The fight became heavier little by little. But that was not enough to free himself from this strong bondage.

“Being stubborn is useless, Ma’Jake... because you have been mine from the moment you set foot in Awa’atlu.”

The light-colored eyes flashed with fear. That Jake himself hadn’t been able to realize it...

His slim body was pressed so that he was lying on the ground of the marui. His two arms were pinned by a single hand of the Olo’eyktan . The terrifying smile of the Na’vi above made Jake’s whole body shiver.

His fierce face leaned down and left a mark on the crook of his neck. Jake wrinkled his neck to escape but didn’t succeed. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late.

Repressed feelings.

Passion turning into madness.

Too much love to understand.

The biggest hatred you can imagine.

Jealousy towards Neytiri.

And the satisfaction of having managed to kill her.

They slowly flowed into his body. Jake had tears streaming down his face. He looked into those happy eyes.

We are together now.

He had been forced... It was done.

“Is your grief that great, Jake?”

Tonowari’s black pupils were wide, almost completely covering his ocean blue eyes. Deep down, Jake hoped that the other would take pity and let him go after knowing all his feelings.

But not at all... Tonowari laughed again.

He laughed...

And smiled.

So euphoric that he was shaking... ecstatic with the karma he had just committed.

“I hate you...”

“Yes, I know... I know you hate me.”

For an instant, those eyes flickered... but it only lasted a moment before disappearing. Nobody noticed, not even himself.

──

Day after day, everything passed slowly.

Jake was drowning in sadness... he couldn’t know what was happening on the outside at all.

There were some Metkayina children passing by the marui, but they didn’t care at all about the chained figure of the former Toruk Makto.

...

He looked across the water balcony... into the distance.

He saw a reef Na’vi feeding the Ilu in the area.

Jake was desperate to escape. Because no matter how much he made the sounds, they acted like they didn’t care.

He didn’t know what had happened... but it was too abnormal.

The remains of minced meat were thrown into the water. The Ilu swam and ate it...

Jake continued to look like that, not moving.

Until finally, what brought him out of his trance was the familiar sound of the placing of a tray.

Aonung gave him medicine and food.

Suddenly...

“...”

His fin was gripped tightly, and even when the young boy moved away from him, he could not free himself from the five-fingered palm.

“My kids... I want to see them.”

Every time they met, that plea was made.

Aonung’s breathing hitched when he saw those amber eyes... sad, as if he were about to break.

Why had his father done so much?

He killed his mother... he killed the beloved mate of the former Toruk Makto and...

“Aonung! Please, I beg you.”

In the end, he couldn’t bear this horrid feeling. The young man’s mouth opened as if he was about to say something.

However, the figure of the Olo’eyktan appeared before them both.

Those fierce and dangerous eyes made Jake immediately let go of Aonung’s arm.

“What were you talking about, Aonung?” he questioned with a kind smile but with some hidden meaning. The future Olo’eyktan was feeling as if he were being pressed to the brink of oblivion.

“Nothing, father... J- Sa'nok was asking about his children.”

Tonowari was very satisfied with the way Aonung referred to him. So, this time, he wouldn’t mind if his eldest child got involved with his Jake.

“You may go now.”

The boy nodded and after the tall and slender figure exited the marui, his eyes looked at Jake with mixed feelings.

“Children? Your children?”

The sea Na’vi stopped in front of Jake’s helpless body. He dropped down and hugged his body without resistance.

“Tonowari... where are my kids?” his weak voice asked through tears. At that moment, he didn't have enough strength to resist any longer.

“They are fine... they are happy with Neytiri.”

Jake’s mind was pounding, struggling to form those words.

Tonowari squeezed his body with his full hands and sat him on his lap. He spread his lips and kissed all over his neck.

“What did you say?”

“I sent them to live with their mother. You won’t have to worry about them anymore,” he responded casually in a low voice. Like he was talking about general matters.

“Tonowari... do you know what you’ve done?”

Tears that he thought would never flow again were now streaming all over his face. The smaller palms struck the robust body fiercely.

Jake’s brain stopped, and he couldn’t think of anything... Don’t tell me Aonung has always avoided talking about his kids because of that.

“I know. I know it very well.”

“My sons. My daughters. How could you do this? They were just... kids.”

Jake’s words began to blend together until he could barely make out his voice. While those sobs sounded, Tonowari simply comforted the man in his arms with a perverted smile.

“Ma yawne, don’t cry. We can make your kids again at any time.”

“No... no, no, stop talking.”

“Come, Jake... From now on, you’re mine. Forget everything related to your old family.”

“Tonowari... I’m begging you, please stop,” Jake pleaded through tears, using the last of his strength to try to escape from the man’s grip.

He had lost everything...

Everything...

Nothing remained...

Oh... Great Mother, Eywa-

Wasn’t that the family you gave me? Why did happiness last so little?

──

Hoping to get his family away from danger... he ended up sending them to their deaths.

He can’t go back and fix anything...

A loss that Jake cannot know about. His suffering would go beyond words.

Every memory was in Tonowari’s head from the beginning.

Cruel and immoral is an understatement.

Perverse as a beast is not the right expression.

Of what malevolent praise is this Olo’eyktan worthy?

──

She was ambushed with great force to prevent the hunter from being able to defend herself in time.

When that body lost its rhythm, the edge of a spear killed her with a single cut.

- That’s how Neytiri died.

──

Kidnapped at dusk, they tied his arms, blindfolded him and released his body outside the reef.

The screams of the silhouette fighting to survive while being torn apart by a Pxazang echoed in immensity.

The sea turned bright red one night that no one knew about.

- That’s how Lo’ak died.

──

They beat her with a stone and crushed her body while she was still alive, repeatedly until the flesh turned pulpy. Not even the bones were visible.

It was mixed with fish scraps and distributed among the Ilu of the tribe so they could eat it.

- That’s how Kiri died.

──

Both his arms were amputated before tying his leg with a rope to a large rock.

A bloody body that was still breathing and abandoned in the water not far from the village.

Numerous air bubbles appeared and filled the surface of the blood-red water, before everything went silent.

- That’s how Neteyam died.

──

They gagged her, skinned her alive and rubbed salt all over her body.

Some pieces of meat were cut to draw blood and attract animals to graze on her.

The screams of unbearable agony only lasted a few minutes before disappearing.

- That’s how Tuktirey died.

──

If this is a dream...

Jake Sully will probably never wake up from his nightmare ever again.

THE END

Vocabulary list: Pxazang ('Akula', ferocious Pandoran ocean animal that roams the reefs of the Eastern Sea), Ilu (large plesiosaurlike sea creature), Tsurak ('Skimwing', creature inhabiting the tropical oceans), Tulkun (large, intelligent marine species), Paskalin (sweet berry, 'term of endearment'), Yawne (beloved), Yawntu (loved one), Paysyul (water lily), Muntxatan (husband, male spouse), Sa’nok (mother), Tsaheylu ('bond', neural connection), Tsahìk (head shaman, high priest, interpreter), Olo’eyktan (clan leader)

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WIP Wednesday: Katabasis

Tagged by the lovely @thana-topsy @gilgamish this week, and in recent weeks past by @saltymaplesyrup and @dirty-bosmer

I'm not tagging anyone because I'm coming up on 2 WEEKS without power or internet after a severe storm, so there's no way to guarantee I'll see anyone's posts since navigating tumblr on my phone is a nightmare. :(

Fandom: The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Rating: T (blood and violence) Category: Gen Genre(s): Action/Adventure Main characters: Khemor gro-Skaven (Male orc LDB), Calder, Gregor

Summary: A series of fics detailing how Khemor went from a senior magus in the College of Whispers to becoming the Last Dragonborn, Thane of Windhelm and the Pale, confidant of Ulfric Stormcloak and traitor to the Empire.

The broad square sail filled with wind as the Sea Hawk turned towards the ocean. When the first wave caused the bow to lift and then drop, Calder quickly sat next to Khemor and stuck his fingers under one of the ropes that secured the canvas-wrapped crate to the bulkhead.

“Up oars! Ice to port!”

At Revna’s shout, the men at the oars pushed down and held, lifting the blades as one from the water, and Torden leaned on the tiller, the rushing of water around the steering-oar increasing in volume as the ship changed heading.

Calder risked a glance over the topstrake. Submerged chunks of ice floated by, milky blue in the dark water. There was a hollow thump and a shudder ran through the hull, but Captain Torden did not seem bothered.

Above them the sky was a cloudless, azure bowl where seabirds wheeled and called. Below, the water was dark. Soon the shore was far enough away that the only indication of how quickly Kyne’s wind was carrying them was the bright white ice floes that passed by as the ship cut through the waves. A large horker bull amidst his harem of cows called out a challenge to them, but was soon left behind.

The men continued rowing, the creaks and groans of the oars in the ports blending with the sound of the water churning in their wake.

“We’re out of the ice-belt!” Revna called from her perch in the bow. A sigh of relief went up from the men at the oars, but they continued their slow, steady strokes, looking to Captain Torden.

“Ship oars!” he called, and the long pine shafts were pulled in, lashed to the strakes more quickly than Calder would have thought possible. There was a flurry of activity, shouting, cursing, and finally with several chants of heave-ho the sail was hoisted to its full height.

A great bird of prey was painted on the sail, its wings seeming to flap as the canvas rippled and billowed. The acceleration was immediately apparent, and the deck suddenly tilted as the Sea Hawk heeled against the wind. The cliffs and rocks of the mouth of the White River were small on the horizon: they were truly underway.

After a while, Calder felt he was less liable to tumble off of his perch with every pitch and roll of the deck and he released his grip on the rope to lean back against the upper strake. When Khemor glanced over, Calder was slightly gratified to note that his thane did not seem to find the motion of the ship any more pleasant than he did.

“Are you warm enough, Thane?” Calder said, leaning close to be heard over the sounds of the sea and the thick fur-lined hood that was pulled up over Khemor’s ears.

“I believe I am as warm as it is possible to be, under the circumstances.”

Behind them, Captain Torden let out a loud laugh. “This is as good a spell of weather as we could hope to have, Thane! Kyne is smiling on us!”

“Let her continue to do so,” Khemor responded.

“And look, Stuhn’s wolves have come to see us off!” Torden stretched out an arm, pointing towards the horizon.

A line of black, triangular fins rose from the ocean, and Calder caught a glimpse of shiny dark forms beneath the surface of the water before they disappeared.

The boat suddenly felt very small.

“Bah, they just think we have a net full of herring,” said Helvyn. The first mate finished securing the line holding the beitass to an iron ring set into the deck before standing and shading his red eyes, looking out towards the dark forms in the waves. “Thieving fetchers.”

The line of fins broke the surface again, closer. Before they had fully sunk beneath the waves a second rank of fins followed them, and this time one of the creatures lifted its blunt head out of the water and a plume of vapor rose into the air. A sharp white oval stood out starkly on the side of its face.

Is that an eye? It’s enormous!

#fic: nostos #oc: khemor gro-skaven #skyrim fanfiction #kb writes #it's not easy being green #wip wednesday #skyrim #tesblr #hot orc always #calder the housecarl #fic: katabasis

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