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fleurmiss · 1 year

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ೃ⁀➷ i hope nobody catch us, but i kinda hope they catch us.

- ,, neteyam x fem reader

- ,, you and neteyam get caught making out?

- ,, warnings - SUGGESTIVE! adults watch out this is a teenager ur reading abt. minors be careful yo, making out, neteyam is like deadass whipped for u.., can u guys tell i love when character is whiny and so inlove atp??

-‘๑’- les - childish gambino

Your friendship with Neteyam is not exactly.. per say, a friendship. Its what you would technically call it, since you both gave it no other said title. But we all know you guys aren’t just friends, lo’ak knows, kiri knows, spider knows, jake and neytiri know, hell, even tuk knows. Everyone acts oblivious as it is.

There are times where you wonder what your relationship really is, anything but “just friends” comes to mind, some specific memories take you back and give you scary realizations.

For instance, that one time when the whole crew was hanging out together in the forest, our designated hangout spot, you showed up a little after everyone else because you had errands to run, and Neteyam had saved a spot just for you.

“hey guys”

“y/nnnnnnnn” tuk smiles at you and runs towards you with her arms outstretched, signifying her desire to be picked up and spun by you, you do just that and laugh with her. “What’s little girl doing here with the big kids” you question teasingly, knowing Tuk dislikes being called a little girl.

“y/n, finally bro , i almost thought you ditched us” lo’ak says dramatically and spider and kiri laugh, you walk to the group with Tuk in your arms as you slap the back of lo’ak’s head, Tuk jumping out of your arms to go lay in Kiri’s lap.

You look at neteyam, he hasn’t taken his eyes off you since the moment you came into their vision, he’s leaning against a tree, sitting with his legs spread quite a bit, manspreading was a trait neteyam got from his father, and it was so hot.

He pats the space between his legs, and you happily oblige. “hi” you whisper when you look up at neteyam, his chin resting on your head, his arms encircling your figure, thumb rubbing sweet circles on your thigh. “hi sweetheart” he flashes you his infamous smile.

Or that one time when you went hunting for rabbits with him in the forest, you just couldn’t set your aim right, it was getting so frustrating you almost cried. But hey, you have neteyam with you, don’t worry!

He helps you fix your posture, his chest pressing up against your back, he’s so close you can feel his breath on your cheek, his deep voice rumbling in your ear that tells you to focus makes you do quite the opposite. How could you possibly focus when he’s this close to you? Your insides are exploding with butterflies, your lower belly warm and your lip almost draws blood from how hard you’ve bitten it.

Somehow you end up hitting a rabbit with your arrow without even realizing and only realize the situation when you hear neteyam’s laugh and him congratulating you. “you got it y/n!!” (mf that was all you)

This man really has no idea of the effects he has on you does he?

You don’t have to think hard of moments like these with neteyam, they rush through your mind like a film reel. Countless.

No one really thought much of it when they saw you and neteyam having moments like these. No one questioned when he called you sweetheart, or his love, or beautiful, or some sort of nickname on a daily basis, not even you. All waiting for that one particular moment where you both realize its love and make it official.

Which seems so likely to happen today, the tension is thick through the roof with everything that just happened.

You’re patching him up because of course he just got into a fight with some dingus because lo’ak can’t handle a fight alone for shit.

“y/n, gentle please” neteyam lets out a low hiss as you dab a piece of cloth on the cut that bleeds on his jaw.

You’re angry with him, he knows that. And god, he’s angry with himself too, but what’s he gonna do if his baby won’t talk to him?

He doesn’t know what to say, anything to ease the tension, so he decides to go with

“are you upset?” he looks at you with soft eyes

you move his face around to find any other cuts to deal with, his chin between your fingers “so upset, you don’t even know” you hold back a grin at his quiet voice.

“im sorry y/n, lo’ak would get his ass handed to him if i wasn’t there” he sounds so desperate, which he is, for you.

your heart swells, you wanna play.

you put on an act and look away from him, huffing in faux anger.

“y/n please” he whispers, looking at you with pure distress in his eyes, you think you can even see tears. He’s so hard to resist right now, how is he not catching onto your game?? Or maybe he is playing along?

You decide you’re done. With two things.

Torturing him, and torturing yourself.

You stroke the apple of his cheek with your thumb, swiping at the tear that dare fall from his eye “take it easy neteyam” he nods eagerly, he’ll listen to you until he dies.

You sigh, and clean up the cloth and medicine and get ready to leave, standing up but neteyam grabs your wrist and pulls you down, onto his lap, his arms circling your waist as he holds you close to him.

His forehead rests on your collarbone and you stroke his hair.

“okay, nete look at me..” he obeys.

you cup his face in your soft hands, he nuzzles against them and you lean forward, you look at his eyes and he’s already closed them. God!!! He’s so cute you could squeal!!!

You smash your lips against his and his hands automatically bring you closer, your legs straddling his lap as you run your hands through his hair, grazing at his nape.

Neteyam pulls away to look at you for a split second, and you look so so pretty he just can’t hold his tongue, “i love you” he whispers against your lips, three words meant for you and you only. He goes back to kiss you before you could reply, he gives you a few open-mouthed kisses before you mewl into his mouth and he crumbles.

Neteyam groans and he attaches his lips to your jaw, giving you gentle kisses that trail down to your neck, “i love you so much y/n” you wonder where he learnt this from.

“i love you neteyam” you whisper as you feel yourself grow more impatient as time goes.

he kisses you again and you feel him smile into the kiss, your chest is warm, neteyam intertwines his hand with yours and it becomes sloppy quiet fast.

you’re both a mess, whining into each others mouths , you’re so deep into it you don’t even realize footsteps getting louder and louder, eventually you are pulled out of your fantasies when you hear neytiri address her son right before she catches sight of you both in this sinful activity, you pull apart suddenly and scramble to get off his lap, failing miserably as neteyam seems opposed to the idea of letting go of you.

“neteyam! fuck!” you whisper-yell and shove your face into his shoulder, his hands still on your hips as he sputters to explain to his mother what she just witnessed

Neytiri coughs.

“mother i was just- we were- “

“making out?” Neytiri chuckles and shakes her head, making her way out after grabbing the plate you used to fix neteyam’s wounds.

“neteyammmmmm i can’t do this right noww” you cry embarrassed into his shoulder and he shudders at the thought of his mom knowing what you guys were doing. He laughs soon after, snaking his hands around your waist as he holds you in his lap

“i don’t know this isn’t all that funny nete” you grumble and shake your head, “poor neytiri”

“no.. poor neteyam, i didn’t get to finish “making out” with you” he says, putting up fingers meant to imitate quotation marks to mock his moms words.

you slap his arm gently “as much as i was enjoying, i don’t wanna risk getting caught again.. ewya forbids its tuk next time.. i would never even kiss you again”

he gasps, putting a hand over his chest to fake his hurt and you giggle at his expression

he kisses you again, and again, and again until you have to put your hand over his lips and tell him to stop in between a fit of giggles, he laughs with you “just kissing you enough so i don’t die when you refuse me later” you grin so hard your cheeks hurt, but its so worth it.

You hear lo’ak , spider , kiri, jake , and tuk cheering from outside, “GO BIG BRO” “is y/n my actual sister now?” “ugh finally they stopped beating around the bush” “thats my son, on his lap?? thats literally us neytiri!”

Oh.. Neytiri told them. Great!

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tallulah477 · 5 months

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Front Row Seat

Part 2 of Private Show

Kinktober Day 25: Caught Masterbating

Pairing: Lo'ak x Fem!Human!Reader

Warnings: AgedUp!Lo’ak, Masterbating, Caught masterbating, Mutual masterbation, Oral (female receiving), Cumming untouched (kinda . . . Lo’ak cums from the smallest of touches), Size Difference, Dom reader, Sub Lo’ak, Slight edging/orgasm delay, Lo’ak being so gone for reader it’s actually embarrassing, He’s such a simp and so in love, Obsessive behavior, Brief mention of panic / panic attack, One mention of dismemberment

A/N: Honestly, idk how this got so long lol

Word Count: 4.9K

Summary: Lo'ak's been avoiding you ever since the incident. But you're looking for him, and you want your own private show . . . with a front row seat.

Translations:

Tewng - Loincloth

Tsahìk - Spiritual Leader

Iknimaya - Na'vi Rite of Passage

Olo’eyktan - Clan Leader

Swoasey - Kava bowl (constructed from seed pods, used for drinking intoxicating beverages), handsized

Yawne - Beloved

Lo’ak feels like his heart is going to pound right out of his chest.

He can feel the panic setting in as he paces the length of the hut. He can’t believe that happened. How could he be so stupid?

You saw him.

You saw him - you know what he’s been doing. Know how he’s been creeping on you, watching you through your window at night when you’re supposed to be alone. Know that he’s seen you dance in your room, twirling around as the music moves through you, naked and carefree as the day you were born.

You know that he’s seen you touch yourself . . . and has touched himself to the sight in return.

His hands fly up to cover his face, the cool skin of his hands doing nothing to calm the fire blazing on his cheeks as he groans in distress.

Neteyam looks over at him from where he’s kneeling and carving some new arrows for his bow, hairless brows furrowed in worry. “Are you okay?”

Lo’ak groans again, muffled by the hard press of his palms before he rips his hands away. “No, bro. I’m not okay. I’m so far from okay,”

“What did you do?”

“Fucked up,” Lo’ak grunts and crosses his arms across his chest, just to do something with them. “I fucked up bad.”

Neteyam just continues to look at him, waiting for him to continue with a slight arch of his brow.

“So, I watch y/n through her window at night sometimes . . .”

“Oh, Great Mother,”

“Shut up! I know,” Lo’ak snaps, hands flying back up to cover his face. “I know. But she caught me. She caught me, bro! What the fuck do I do?”

There’s a pause of silence before Neteyam bursts out laughing, earning a frustrated hiss from Lo’ak and two solid middle fingers.

“You’re not fucking helping,” Lo’ak growls.

“How am I supposed to help you?” Neteyam asks, still trying to stifle his mirth. “You’re fucked, brother. You messed up and now you’re going to have to reap the consequences of your actions.”

“She’s going to kill me! She’s already looking for me. I heard her asking Kiri if she knew where I was,”

Neteyam shrugs. “Just get it over with. Apologize to her. Maybe it won’t be as bad as you think,”

Lo’ak bites his lip, pressure building in his chest as he thinks of all the ways this could go so bad.

What if you told Kiri what he did? Neteyam can laugh it off because he’s got his own little obsession going on with another Na’vi girl, so he understands the desperate need to constantly see her and be around her. Kiri, on the other hand - she’s a girl. She wouldn’t understand. She’d feel violated, angry at a fellow female being objectified and put in a compromising position. She’d never look at him the same way.

Or what if you told his dad? Jake would be so upset with him. He would be even more of a disappointment to his father than he already is.

“Can you just,” Lo’ak grits out through clenched teeth. “Can you just help me?”

“Maybe you can just say you were out for a walk and thought you heard something?” Neteyam tries, going back to his carving. “You just wanted to make sure everything was okay, right? No harm done. Sounds believable,”

“I was, uh- touching myself . . . when she caught me,”

“Yeah, but that window is higher up, right? So she only saw your face?”

Lo’ak grimaces, scratching the back of his neck uncomfortably. “Yeah, but– I left my tewng there though,”

Neteyam stops his carving and stares at Lo’ak, deadpan expression covering his face. “You can’t be helped,”

Lo’ak avoids you as best as he can, but it’s hard.

You’re everywhere all of a sudden. Helping his grandmother in the Tsahìk’s tent, assisting the cooks with skinning and cutting the various meats and fruits for the communal last meal, even offering to watch Tuk a couple of times (which gave Lo’ak the scare of his life when he was about to enter his family’s tent only to hear your sweet voice giggle from inside it).

He’s trying his best to stay away, purposefully taking the long way around where he knows you’ll be just to avoid you seeing him. He avoids dinner a few times, feigning illness. And when he is at dinner, he makes sure to stay close to his family who he’s hopeful can act as a buffer between him and the knife you’re sure to use when you try to dismember him.

But he can’t stay away for long. The constant need to be around you is too much. He needs to see you, to hear your beautiful voice and experience the way the world is just brighter, happier, better when you’re around. Before he was able to just exist in your presence, never really the center of your attention, but sometimes he was blessed enough to have your eyes locked on his for a few seconds, blunt teeth grinning up at him as your plump lips wrapped around the words ‘Hi, Lo’ak,”.

And it was enough - enough interaction for him to be able to go back to his family’s hut, slide the privacy curtain shut in his alcove and shove his hand in his tewng, thinking about your pretty smile and your soft voice saying his name as he fists his cock like an animal. Your words, a never ending mantra of Hi, Lo’ak, echoing in his ears as he ruts into his hand faster, whining and moaning as he fucks his fist, his own whimpers of ‘fuck’ and ‘hi’ filling the alcove as he prays to Eywa that no one else is home to hear his shame.

He can’t not be around you. He needs you, needs you like he needs air in his lungs to breathe. So, this whole avoiding you thing? It’s not working for him. He can’t go on like this - can’t keep creeping around his own village, hiding behind huts and trees, and trying to move stealthily among his fellow clan members in hopes that you won’t see him. He wants you to see him - wants your beautiful, shining eyes looking up at him. He wants to stare back into their depths as you tell him those three words he longs to hear, and have them actually be the meaning he hopes for and not just ‘I see you . . . looking at me through my window’.

He makes it about a week before things hit the fan.

Tonight is night for celebration - three new members of the clan have been reborn, joining the rank of Warriors and becoming one of The People after successfully completing their iknimaya. The celebration is grand, music and dancing fill the center of the village as the clan celebrates the success of their young members. As the son of the Olo’eyktan and a fellow warrior himself, Lo’ak is required to attend.

He knows you see him. He’s already impossible to miss, standing next to his father who is wearing his feathered, ceremonial attire - but for the first time that week, you’re not actively trying to get to him. Instead, it’s almost like you’re back in your room, by yourself, and unknowingly giving him a private dance just for him.

Lo’ak watches you from across the fire as you dance in the flickering orange glow of the flames. Your small body moves in time with the beat of the song, hips swaying as you copy the movements of the Na’vi around you, and Lo’ak can’t help the way his heart pounds at the sight of you dancing to the traditional songs of his people.

His mouth goes dry as the song turns you to the side and raises your arms up high over your head, granting him the sight of the entire length of your body all stretched out and on display. You're dressed in traditional Omatikaya clothes, the band of the tewng wrapped low around your hips, the extra length of the string dragging almost hypnotically across your thigh with each movement. Kiri must have helped you with the top, the beadwork into carefully draped feathering looks similar to hers, and the feathers fall perfectly over your just barely concealed breasts.

Lo’ak’s eyes follow the tempting swell at the side of your chest, down the soft looking skin of your ribs and onto the seductive swing of your hips. And he wants. Wants so badly to kneel in front of you, grab your swaying hips in his big hands and drag you closer so he can feel the movement under his fingertips. But then your body turns to the other side and his eyes fall to the piece of fabric you have tucked under the band of your tewng. A very familiar piece of blue fabric - and a feeling of horror washes over him as he realizes you have his lost tewng nestled tightly against your hip.

His eyes snap back to your face and he chokes on air when he finds you staring back, your own eyes, even hidden behind the glass of your mask, are intense and piercing in the flickering glow of the fire as you stare him down, never breaking your dance. Lo’ak shuffles back, accidentally bumping into Neteyam in his haste to get away from your unrelenting gaze, and Neteyam hisses as his swoasey is jostled, spilling a good bit of its contents on the ground and his feet.

“What the fu–”

“Sorry! Shit, I’m–” Lo’ak stutters, eyes flickering between Neteyam’s irritated glare and your smirking figure. “Sorry, bro. I gotta go,”

He doesn’t give Neteyam a chance to answer before he’s turning and making a beeline for his family’s hut with his tail tucked between his legs.

He makes it to the hut in record time, throwing open the thick front flaps and crossing the main living area with only a few long strides. He enters his alcove, scrubbing his hands over his face with a loud groan. Fuck! What is he supposed to do? You have his tewng - you were looking right at him, you wanted him to know you had it. He should be terrified, should be on his knees begging you for forgiveness, to have mercy on him and keep quiet about his transgressions and promise that he will leave you alone forever.

But instead, his body feels hot, panic somehow ebbing away into desire. There has to be something wrong with his brain, this is not a normal reaction to the situation - but his body disagrees as he starts to harden in his tewng.

You looked so beautiful dancing in front of the fire, like a goddess sent to him by Eywa herself. The way you looked in Na’vi clothing, the small, barely there traditional clothing of his people hanging onto your body like the worst kind of temptation. The band of the tewng hanging low on your hips, the curve of your ass peeking out from the back flap of material. That’s wrong, his brain says. Tewngs shouldn’t have a cover in the back like that. Traditional tewngs only have the front cover, so you should remove yours - if only to be correct in your Na’vi wear and bare your perfect ass for him to see instead of just the tease of it.

He’s seen you in less, of course - but he’s never seen you bare so much skin purposefully before. His hands leave his face, balling into fists at his sides for a moment as he grinds his teeth together before he turns and snaps the privacy curtain shut to his alcove. His fingers work at the knots on his tewng, pulling it off and throwing it across the room as he lies down on his sleeping mat.

Lo’ak’s hand slides down his stomach, breathing already labored as he wraps his hand around his cock. His eyes slip shut as he starts to stroke, visions of you immediately manifesting behind his dark lids. Images of you, on your knees, crawling towards him as he strokes himself - desire darkening your eyes as you watch him with hooded lids as you crawl closer. He whines as he watches you get closer and closer, focusing on your gorgeous face as you bite your lip, how the woven armband adorned with pretty purple beads hugs your bicep, and how your thighs and ass moves seductively with each forward movement just perfect enough to put him in a trance.

The vision of you stops just in front of him, kneeling up and pulling his lost tewng from underneath your band. It must be so warm, having been pressed against your hip the entire celebration - warmed up with your body heat, pressed against your soft skin and covered in your scent.

“This yours?” You say, slowly dragging the blue material across the top of your thighs, and Lo’ak moans, stroking himself faster as he watches you tease your skin with his tewng.

You slide the material over your belly, letting it tickle your skin as you trail it up your ribs. “How many times have you cum in this very loincloth while thinking about me, hm?” You say, sliding the material higher until part of it disappears under the feathers of your top, nudging the bottom of your breast. “Lo’ak?”

He groans, feet planting on the ground as his hips start to kick up, fucking into his fist. His breath catches in his throat when you drop his tewng and lean over him, arms on either side of his head, maskless face just inches away from his - lips just a breath away from his own. “Lo’ak,”

“Hah-y/n,” He moans, and he wants you to kiss him, wants this to be real so badly so you can kiss him. Just a little more . . . c'mon, just a little more.

“Lo’ak!”

His eyes snap open at the call, the very real call that’s coming from the entrance of his alcove and panic claws inside his throat at the sight of you just standing there, eyebrows raised in surprise, one hand still holding open the privacy curtain.

It takes his brain a few seconds to catch up with reality, but when it does he hisses out a curse, scrambling into a seated position, hands desperately trying to cover himself despite the whole eyefull you’re also still recovering from. You recover faster than he does though, and you step into the room, letting the curtain fall closed again behind you.

“I brought you this,” You say, pulling the extra blue tewng from your hip and tossing it towards Lo’ak. He makes no attempt to catch it, hands still trying to cover his unaffected, throbbing erection, and the material flutters to the ground at his side. “You left it at the lab when you . . . you know.”

Your eyes rake over his naked form and your hands find a place on your hips. “You seemed like you were having a lot of fun. Who were you thinking about?”

The knowing tone of your voice makes the tips of Lo’ak’s ears burn as they press against his head.

“You thinking about me, Lo’ak?”

The sound he lets out doesn’t have a meaning - just a short, stifled sound of embarrassment as he tries to force out something. Anything. But the only thing he can manage is a way to quiet and stuttered version of “S-sorry,”

You smirk at his apology, pretty lips curling into a wicked grin as you hum noncommittally. He watches with wide eyes as you saunter around his room, peeking in his personal areas as if you had a right to be there, before you turn and lean back against the wall in front of him.

“Don’t be sorry,” You say, arms crossing over your chest. “Be even,”

Lo’ak’s brows scrunch up, his ears flickering slightly in confusion. “W-what?”

“Be. Even.” You repeat. “You got a private show who knows how many times. Now I want one, with my own front row seat. It’s only fair,”

Lo’ak’s head is spinning. You can’t possibly be saying what he thinks you're saying. You want him to . . . touch himself? With you watching?

“What’s wrong, Lo?” You ask, your voice mocking as you pout at him. “You get off on watching, but not being watched?”

“I just– I-I don’t,”

“Hey,” You interrupt, expression switching from teasing to sincere in a second. “Just relax, okay? Just keep doing what you were doing. Show off for me a little,”

Lo’ak’s breathing is shaky as he steels himself, slowly lowering himself to lie back on the mat. One of his hands moves to uncover himself, balling into a nervous fist against his sternum. His other hand wraps around his cock again, long fingers encircling the thick, hard length as his eyes stay glued to your watching form.

Your eyes watch hungrily as he gives himself an uncertain stroke, the pretty lavender tip of his cock disappearing under his fist before reappearing again as he holds himself at the base. Your back slides down the wall as you lower yourself to the floor, your legs crossed in front of you as you lean forward for a closer look.

“Keep going,”

Your demand comes out firm, soft voice caressing his eardrums as the demand goes straight to his cock. His eyes stay locked on your face as he strokes himself again and again, a needy whine threatening to burst from his throat as he watches you watch him. He wishes you could get rid of the mask so he can see your face more clearly, but even slightly obstructed with the glass of the mask, he can see the desire written all over it.

You desire him. You desire him? The knowledge takes the air from his lungs as he fists his cock faster. He pulls away for a moment so he can spit in his hand and he watches as your eyes follow the movement when he wraps his wet fingers around his cock again, smearing the wetness along the heated skin.

“Yeah, baby. Get it all wet for me,” Your hands make their way to your top, fingers playing with the feathers there. “You want a little more motivation?”

Lo’ak’s hand pauses on his cock as he watches in awe as you push some of the feathers of your top to the side, perfect round breasts suddenly on display for his eager eyes. It’s a beautiful sight - the look of your perky tits framed by colorful feathers, a few rogue feathers hanging between the valley of your breasts.

“Ah, ah,” You tisk. “I didn’t say stop.”

He gulps as he starts up his pace again, his fist twisting over the sensitive tip on each upstroke. His quiet moans and groans are like music to your ears, and you wish he would be louder so your human ears can pick up on them better. You want the sounds of his pleasure to fill up the room. You bet he would be so vocal if he would just let himself go.

“Don’t hide your noises,” You tell him. “They’re so pretty, Lo. Be louder for me. They make me so wet,”

His responding whimper is significantly louder and more desperate as he watches you spread your thighs. You flip the front flap of your tewng over your thigh to keep it out of the way and pull the privacy cover to the side. Lo’ak’s mouth waters at the sight. You weren’t lying - you are wet. He can see the way your folds glisten even from across the small room.

“Y/n,” He moans, and his cock throbs in his grip.

“You like what you see, yawne?”

The use of the Na’vi term of endearment makes his heart pound, and his stomach tightens as he feels the telltale signs of his orgasm approaching. Your fingers dip down into your wetness, sliding along your dripping slit before dipping inside and circling your clit. You’re so wet already that Lo’ak’s able to pick up on the squelching sounds your juices make, ears twitching as your fingers rub against the pulsing nub. Slowly, you run your fingers back down your slit, circling your entrance before pushing inside.

Lo’ak bites out a curse as the squelching sounds get louder, and he spits in his palm again to add it to the mess of precum on his cock just to make it extra wet so he can imagine it’s your pretty cunt he’s thrusting into and not his fist. His hips jerk, trying to fuck his hand faster, and the pressure in his belly is building and building, threatening to snap at any second as he watches you fuck yourself with your fingers, enraptured.

“You close, Lo’ak?” You ask, breathy.

“Mhm,” He moans. “So close. Going to cum,”

At his admission, you pull your fingers out, curling a wet finger at him in a come-hither motion. “Nuh-uh, not yet. Come here,”

He whines at your words, his body mourning the loss of stimulation as he pauses his hand on his cock. He doesn’t want to let go, doesn’t want to stop, but can’t find it in himself to disobey your order. What if you make him stop completely? What if this was just a huge game of payback and you don’t let him cum at all?

You raise your eyebrow at his hesitance, voice low and seductive as you say, “Don’t you wanna taste me first?”

He should be embarrassed by how quickly he rips his hand away and scrambles onto his hands and knees as he gapes at you, desperate. “Please! Y/n, please,”

“Come here,” You say again, and this time, Lo’ak doesn’t hesitate.

He crawls across the room and is in front of you in a second, and you stand up from the floor as he settles on his heels in front of you. In this position, the size difference is stark. Even sitting back on his heels, he still towers over you. His breathing is heavy as he stares down at you, amber eyes swallowed up by the bottomless pits of his pupils.

“You can touch me,” You whisper, and he feels something snap inside him.

He leans down, pressing hot kisses against the side of your neck. You hum at the feeling of his lips on your skin. His warm tongue slides against your skin, savoring the taste of you on his taste buds as he licks across your collarbone and, oh, Great Mother, you taste so much better than he’d ever imagined. He breaks contact just for a moment to skip over the places that your top is still covering, mouth latching onto the top of your breast as he bites down lightly on the supple skin, canines digging into the round flesh as you gasp, and then soothing the marks with a gentle kiss.

“Lo’ak,” You say, your small hand caressing his jaw and angling his face up towards yours. “That’s not where I meant.”

He groans, stealing a quick kiss at your nipple just to feel it before he hauls you up high against the wall. He has you spread out in front of him, one tip-toed foot planted on his thigh for balance while your other leg is thrown over his shoulder. His hands shake from where they’re gripping on to your thigh and calf, nervous excitement ripping through him as he breathes in the smell of your arousal. You look like a goddess above him, a creation so beautiful that sometimes he wonders if he’s actually crazy and he just made you up in his head. But you’re here, above him, spread out for him like the most mouthwatering feast - and he wants to devour you.

One of your hands cradles the side of his head, sweeping the stray braids away from in front of his eyes, while the other adjusts your tewng and pulls the privacy cover to the side again. Immediately, he digs in - tongue lapping at your soaked folds like a man starved. You taste so sweet, like the most delicious treat, and Lo’ak’s eyes roll back into his head as he greedily gulps down your juices. His tongue flicks against your clit before he wraps his lips around the swollen bud, sucking harshly and returning your high pitched moans with a groan of his own.

“Yes, yes,” You cry. “Feels so good, Lo! So good,”

Your hand moves from the side of his face to fist into the loose braids at the back of his head, beads clanking together as you twist them around your fingers, holding his head against your core as if he would ever dare pull away. His cock throbs, needy and forgotten as it hangs between his thighs. He can feel how precum drips from its tip, beading up on the head before it becomes too much and runs down the underside of his cock.

The hand on your calf wraps around his aching length instead, stroking quick and rough as he digs his face into your pussy. But all too soon you’re pulling his head away, grip firm on his braids as he’s reluctantly pulled away from your core, and he whines in dismay when you maneuver yourself back down to the floor.

“Relax,” You giggle, laughing at his forlorn expression. “I’ll give it back. Lie down,” You press your hand to his shoulder, guiding him to lay back on the floor as you kneel next to his head. “Keep being a good boy for me, okay?”

He nods frantically, eager to continue to please you. He’ll always be a good boy for you, the best boy. He’d do anything for you if you let him.

His breathing hitches when you toss your leg over him, thighs straddling his head, puffy pussy just a breath away from his face. His hands grip the tops of your thighs, pressing you down on him as his mouth impatiently latches back onto your core. Your own hands press against his flat stomach, balancing yourself on his body as you gaze out at the long expanse of toned muscled before you.

Lo’ak’s cock is hard and thick against his belly, precum oozing from the pretty lavender tip and into a puddle just below his belly button. You watch as it jumps occasionally, the line of precum connecting his cock to his stomach even as it lifts up slightly just to settle back down on his stomach.

You lean forward more, arm reaching out with fingers outstretched and Lo’ak whimpers loudly against your pussy when your fingers make contact with his neglected cock, the vibrations sending shivers through your body as you moan in response.

“You’re so big, Lo’ak,” You say, hips rocking on his face while your fingers trail lightly over the sticky, swollen head. It twitches against your fingers. “You’d stretch me out so good.”

He whines against your cunt, long fingers digging into the meat of your thighs as his feet plant themselves on the ground. His hips kick up, desperately trying to get more of your touch on his aching cock - but you stay teasing, just the brush of gentle fingertips as they trail up and down the heated length.

His tongue works against you faster, more and more desperate the more your tiny fingers tease his cock. He can feel the build up of his orgasm rapidly approaching again, and he twists his hips frantically as he wordlessly pleads against your cunt for you to touch him properly. He wants your tiny hand to wrap around his cock like he’s always dreamed about, wants to feel how your fingers can’t even wrap around him completely because you're so small.

But you don’t - instead your fingers make their way back up to the head, rubbing firm circles against the sensitive frenulum, and Lo’ak’s entire body tenses as his orgasm rips through him, rope after rope of release shooting onto his stomach as he cries against your folds.

You don’t give him anytime to recover, and he’s still shaking through the aftershocks when you hump faster against his face, using his mouth as your own personal toy as you chase after your own orgasm. Your back arches when it hits, thighs clamping down on either side of his head as you ride it out on his tongue, and he must have died at some point during this encounter - he must be dead, because the only way to describe how perfect this is, how amazing you taste when you cum - only this kind of euphoria can be found in whatever release of energy that Eywa promises at the end of life.

When your orgasm is over, you slowly lift off of Lo’ak’s face and settle down next to him on the floor. He’s still shivering and shaking as you both lay there. He’s exhausted, but his eyes stay open despite how much they want to close and sleep now. He doesn’t want to lose a second of this. What if he falls asleep and this was all just a dream?

But then you look over at him, beautiful and fucked out looking in your afterglow, and a wicked grin stretches across your face. “That was fun. You should come visit me at the lab again. But this time, come through the door this time, yeah?”

**Special thanks to @pandoraslxna for the prompt!

Taglist: @eywaite @loaksulluyswife @erenjaegerwifee @f-cklife @chaoticfaelle @nilsavatar @fandomhoe101 @anastasia1777-blog @localjasmine @tsewtx

#lunaskinktober2023 #lo'ak x female reader #lo'ak smut #lo'ak x human reader #lo'ak x reader #taliewrites

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sunnyswide · 3 days

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Simon Ghost Riley x Female Civilian Reader

The feeling of falling in love.

He sees hundreds of people throughout his Military career. Murders, drug addicts, sex workers, terrorists, children, women, men, monsters, angels, and the spiral of personality types in the streets of foreign countries. Maybe the job would be more desirable with the perks of traveling the world if it was less dangerous.

So why of all places did he have to fall for someone? Your face in the crowd of many watching the sky light up with colorful firey explosions raining through the stars.

He catches a glimpse of your delicate smile, or maybe not so delicate at the time as you marvel at humanity’s show.

He stares.. longingly, drowning out the noise of cheers and screams. You glance at him too. At least that’s what he wished happened until time began to speed up to reality.

“Simon!”

Price grips his shoulder, breaking him out of his day dreams.

“The object is in AO, stay alert”

“Understood” Simon nodded, trying to focus up.

But how? He looks back, but you were gone.

Deep inside he hoped you stayed gone, but he couldn’t help but look for your face again. Unfortunately and fortunately you disappeared, becoming a ghost in the crowd he'd wish to forget

So why in all places were you here? In his arms?

As he franticly ran through the battlefield, your limp body was tight against his straining chest. Simon was never a man to rely on any higher being, but for the first time in what seemed like decades, he begged.. no prayed for you. A random stranger he merely glimpsed at, a woman with no name or title to him, capturing more than a poor man's heart.

And so the tale as old as time went, a man stricken with Cupid's arrow unable to let go of a woman who lived another side of life. His world is so far from the pleasant life you lived. You cherished your experiences, the people, and the memories as he cherished you.

You slowly healed from the wounds afflicted, your home destroyed and your memory scattered. With nowhere to go, Simon offered you a place, a home closer to his reach.

Small graces and brisk touches filled his head, he was smitten with love, confused, and awkwardly frustrated due to his inability to confront you. And you? Well, you weren't stupid but you were oblivious. The man sheltering you, doting on you, was quite the catch, you couldn't help but feel the same way. But there was no way you'd know the ironic truth.

"I got it Luv"

"Oh no! Its okay I-"

"Hands off, don't be stuffy"

"Nu uh!"

He grabs your hands in his, swallowing your whole mitts in his.

"Dove"

He whispers in your ear, his hard muscles leaning against the small of your back. Your face burns with a red tint, gosh he was so close, you could feel his sigh. You comply and slowly release your grip on the bags, letting him carry all of them in a single hand.

He hums, using his free hand to cup yours, holding it up to his lips before gently kissing the soft skin.

"Thank you. Angel."

He walks to the kitchen, leaving you utterly in shambles wondering if he was flirting or he was being a gentleman as he is a very respectful British.

While Simon had his heart racing hoping maybe that was a step in the right direction, or many steps in the right direction.

Because in his mind he's an awkward flirt, while to everyone else (you especially). DAM BRO GOT U SWEATING *FANS SELF*

#simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #cod #ghost cod #call of duty

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onelittlespiral · 9 months

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You should make a top to bottom story!

FML: Worship

He had always been a great gym crush. When I was getting my pump, he would consistently be just a few machines over. His fiery hair and muscles glistened as he moved through his reps. I always worked a little harder when he was there, even though I knew it wouldn’t work. We had hardly ever exchanged words, but the few we had let me know he was straight as an arrow. I was a stacked guy myself, and I knew that there were countless twinks who would fawn over the chance to get with all this:

But I wanted him. I started slowly working up the nerve to talk to him, and was shocked to learn he knew my name

“Yeah man, I’ve seen you round here. You’ve got some sick gains, you’ve got to let me know your routine!”

From there, I decided to make a plan to ensure he would become mine.

I found a video that promised to create a “Gym Bro to Perfect Sub” out of any guy who watched it. It’s description promised that a single whiff of their dom would leave them madly in love and obedient. I told him that we should meet up at my place for some prep before hitting the gym together tomorrow. He was happy to oblige.

When he came over I quickly welcomed him in and ushered him to the couch. He sat patiently as I told him I had a tutorial for the routine set up to show the proper form. I cued up the video and left the room, turning back just to make sure it was all going according to plan. In just a few seconds, he was grinning stupidly as he fell under the spiral’s control.

As he fell deeply into a trance, the programming began:

You put in so much work bro. You should lean back and relax.

Intuitively, he leaned back on the couch, putting his feet up and hands behind his head. He had been really overworked the last few weeks.

Sit back and feel your body. Notice the feeling of muscle squeezing. Smell your body radiate heat and sex through stale deodorant. Feel the power you have. The power to change the world around you.”

He grinned as the feeling of masculinity flowed through him. He felt his muscles ache from yesterday’s workout. He had banged hard the night before and his musk was definitely not being held back by yesterday’s Axe. But the ladies loved it. He could pull just about any chick he wanted, do anything he wanted. He was a king.

You think about the person you see yourself as. But that’s not quite true, is it?

What? Nah man, he knew he was the shit. He was… he was… wasn’t he?

That’s not who you are. That’s who you could be.

As his self-perception popped, his body began to follow suit. His mature scowl began to take on a more boyish smirk. His once imposing stature shrunk down as he felt a bit more awkward and out of place. He still had potential though. Plenty of time to grow. He still worked religiously on his body to keep it plenty strong.

That’s the kind of men you look up to. Big powerful biceps. Pecs firm. Asses bubbly and tight. Cool, assertive personalities. Thick dicks to back it all up.

Y…no… yesss. That’s right. How silly of him. His arms deflated from buff to, generously, toned. His pecs shrunk down into his chest. His glutes lost tone as they became firm but small. His body sweat at the effort of losing years of hard work as muscle evaporated off of him.

This isn’t even the man you want to be. This is the man you want to be with.

At this moment, his mind flicked to his new mentor. He was promising to show him how to get shredded like him. The way his muscles glistened as he worked out… The way he towered over small guys like himself… The way his hair curled around his pecs and into those pits and captured his raw smell…

A hard on quickly developed, throbbing at the new feelings of lust. He began gently rubbing, imagining how good it would feel to pound his crush’s ass as any memories of straight life began leaking out his tip.

Men like that don’t need competition. They need relief from all the gym bros. They want a little bro. A boy toy.

All at once the need moved from his pole to deep inside. A deep itch he could never reach. A high pitched moan escaped as his ass felt so empty and needy. His thoughts of topping were drained away as he felt his ass reshaped to take cock. Any fight left in him melted away as the need to be fucked consumed his mind.

They deserve worship. They demand obedience and submission.

His mind, effectively broken at this point, slowly began to rebuild itself with one goal in mind. To bring pleasure. To serve. To feel a man use him as a tool for pleasure. He needed to submit. The spiral pushed on.

Good boy. You are ready for your new purpose. Your big, smelly gym bro will walk in soon and come to claim you. As his presence envelopes you, you will see him as yours. You will serve him so well and he will take care of you in turn.

He was ready. His mind emptied of any remaining thoughts but service and pleasure.

Good Boy.

His brain felt a warm wave of joy flow over it. He wanted to behave.

So submissive.

God he needed his dom, he needed to submit.

Perfectly happy, dumb, ready to serve.

Yeah, sooooo… happppppy… so… empty…

Now wait.

I walked into the room to his mouth still stuck agape, mind empty and happy. As my feet hit the floor, he came to, and looked over at me. I could feel his gaze trace my body as just my presence began to change his brain chemistry. “Get over here boy. ”

“Hiiii… oh god… fuuuuuck”

I walked over, picked him up off the couch, and pressed him against the wall.

“Yeah babe, take it all in. You’re much cuter. Daddy has been waiting far too long for this. I want you on this dick now,” I growled.

I watched as his mind was overtaken again, the programming taking over as my scent consumed him and my fur pressed against his body. His gaze was pure longing as he savored the scent that would become his world.

“Yes sir.” His breath was quick and heavy as his small hard on pressed against my stomach. He was drooling over my body as his tongue rolled out his mouth. He practically melted in my embrace, perfectly submissive.

“Good.” I carried him to the bed room, ready to give my new boyfriend the workout I had promised.

#hypnosis #transformation #straight to gay #top to bottom #musk #bro #male transformation #fml

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simpinformonkies · 10 months

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Hiiii I love your writing! May I request some MK and Wukong who are their normal selves until the reader gets threatened/hurt/captured/idk and they go absolutely ballistic

DUDE I FUCKING LOVE MK SO MUCH HE'S LIKE MY FAVORITE MAIN CHARACTER NEXT TO LLOYD GARMADON AND AANG... BABY....

I got you bro

WARNING: SEMI-GRAPHIC DEPICTION OF BLOOD AND VIOLENCE! THERE ARE ALSO SPOILERS FOR S4 SPECIAL! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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WUKONG

-First off, Wukong loves you so fucking much that it physically hurts him sometimes. Not in the 'oh im in pain', but more in the 'heart repeatedly struck by cupid's arrow'.

-Or maybe that just makes him a simp, idk

-Wukong definitely takes you nice but casual places- be it quiet but quality diners, a picnic in his hidden grotto, a field of flowers to relax in (read: a field that he uses so that he can nap on your legs and cuddle you while basking in the sun)- just the whole nine yards, really

-So imagine his indescribable rage when he finds you've been kidnapped, and later follows your scent (he has it memorized by this point, plus he scents you, its obvious that he can find you) to see you getting attacked by demons, your clothes ripped and fresh wounds that drip droplets of crimson to the beautiful flowers and green grass below, staining them red.

-And just like that, Wukong fucking lost it- he flew off the handle so hard that his mind blacked out, and he only 'came too' when the demons were half dead covered in their own blood, his hands and claws stained the very same crimson.

-As soon as Wukong came too, he's checking you over worriedly, careful not to aggravate your wounds further.

-He didn't even notice his glamours dropped until you said something, and before he could even attempt to slip them back on, you cup his cheek and tell him how beautiful he is, both with and without the glamours.

-You even smiled, "Your eyes really do gleam like rubies and gold, huh?"

-Wow, way to catch his heart again, damn.

-...Wukong stops wearing glamours around you, dropping them as soon as the two of you are alone, and he's always cuddling you in some way or form.

-He will not lose you again.

-He refuses too.

~~~

MK / QI XIAOTIAN

-First off, let's get it out of the way that MK is the most loving and sappy boyfriend ever, who is either rizzing you up or being controlled by his anxiety. It depends, really.

-He's always doing the most basic but sappy couple stuff, and despite how cheesy it all is, it's genuinely flattering.

-MK is also incredibly protective of you- he tries not to control you with his protective instincts, and let's you do as you please because you're his beloved, and you deserve to do as you please.

-You're both adults! It's fine! He can handle this!

-He cannot.

-It's post S4 when MK gets notified of a demon causing problems, and goes to take care of it when he sees who the demon has as a hostage.

-You. Chained up, with ripped clothes, deep cuts, and teary eyes.

-Oh, MK fucking loses it.

-He goes full monkey at the drop of a dime, and is scratching and punching the villain (the bastard) that dares hurt his beloved.

-MK is a merciful hero that loves to help!

-But even HE has a limit to his compassion and mercy.

-Once the villain is gone, MK picks you up and just... holds you in his arms, hissing and just staring people down if they come anywhere near you- his tail curled around your leg and puffed, eyes slit and ready to attack at any given moment.

-It takes nearly an hour to get through to him, but when you do, you're treated by Sandy as MK sobs in your lap about not protecting you well enough, while you simple pet his hair gently, careful not to tug or snag on his hair as you stroke it.

-MK... is a lot more protective of you from then on- but he doesn't force himself into your activities. More so watches than anything else.

-If it keeps you safe, he'll do whatever he needs too.

#lmk x reader #lmk x y/n #nilo dabbles #sun wukong x reader #writing prompt #writing requests #mk x reader #tw: violence #nilo doodles #lmk mk x reader

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brittle-doughie · 9 months

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Top 10 most obsessive/possessive Cookies in your opinion, go! (excluding White Lily because she would be at the top lmao)

Bro, you did WL dirty lmao.

10. The Tears of the Ocean - Sea Fairy Cookie

While not as easy to aggravate compared to the other Y/N Cookie club members, Sea Fairy is still a legendary and can easily sweep away competition if she chooses to. Fire Spirit is the only cookie she’ll be quick to get aggressive with.

9. Loyal Until the End - Caramel Arrow Cookie

Being a watcher meant Caramel Arrow couldn’t bring herself to harm others so easily, she’s instead incredibly protective of you and WILL draw her bow at threats. Laying a hand on you is a sure fire way to catch a arrow from her. Affogato Cookie is on-sight.

8. Protective Judgement - Dark Cacao Cookie

Like Watcher, like king. Dark Cacao will always have you by his side, he insists. There was something about you that he held dear, something that he needed to protect. He won’t tolerate any mistreatment from you, it’s a quick punishment for the perpetrator. You have your own spot in his quarters, it was a more preferable option to him then having your own room.

7. The Persistent Priestess - Pomegranate Cookie

Pomegranate Cookie’s secondary objective is you, to bring you into the darkness. Your soul was nothing she’s seen before, it was pure, it…was precious. She’ll curse any cookie that gets in her way of having you on the same side, she’ll take anything from you that she can get, with or without your knowledge.

6. The Dancing Danger - Lilac Cookie

Do not be surprised if the cookies you know start falling ill, it may be a sign that Lilac Cookie is watching. He’ll always say it’s for your protection, you never know when these cookies might turn on you, he’s just dealing with a problem before it becomes one. He’s only making them sick, it’s not like he’s straight up crumbling them….yet.

5. The Alluring Beauty - Kumiho Cookie

Normal: Not really being affected by her charms made you a breath of fresh air to Kumiho Cookie, she took a major interest in you with this fact and will try whatever she can to get your attention. Just don’t mind the cookies around you missing their cookie livers, it just meant they were getting too close to you. :)

Heartbreak Route: Kumiho is much more persistent, she had never felt true love until you had been honest with her that day. It aches her heart to know that she passed on your feelings, believing it was because of her charms. She’s more volatile like this, taking any interaction you have with others as potential threats to her goal. Has particular dislike for Blueberry Pie Cookie.

4. Your Best Pal - Croissant Cookie

She has stuck by your side since your first day at the TBD. Croissant Cookie was so happy to see you earn your honors as a handycookie, it meant that you two could spend time together as you fixed things alongside her engineering prowess. It…really blinded her to the fact that other cookies like Coffee Candy or Baguette Cookie had taken a liking to you too, something that she aims to fix by being your best and ONLY pal. Keeps you away from Timekeeper Cookie for obvious reasons.

3. His Only - Fire Spirit Cookie

Fire Spirit Cookie has butted heads with Wind Archer and Sea Fairy Cookie when it comes to you, he needed you more then they did. Fire Spirit..isn’t exactly that popular with other cookies, so having you as a friend was a godsend to him, that a cookie like you would want to associate with him. It’s something he treasures deeply, but tries to pass it off as him going easy on you. Wind Archer and Sea Fairy Cookie can try all they want, but he’ll be extinguished before he’ll allow you to be pried from him.

2. Stinging Shock - Scorpion Cookie

Lilac Cookie at least doesn’t end cookies right away and gives them a chance to regret their decision to be close to you, Scorpion Cookie…won’t be giving them that luxury. If she deems a cookie too much of a hassle, she’ll just remove them from the equation. By the time the cookie has realized what hit them, it will all be too late as she watches them crumble away…she dabbles in poisons, not cures after all. So cookies can have fun finding that cure, if there is any to begin with…

1. Baroness of the Sea - Black Pearl Cookie

Normal Route: Why would Black Pearl Cookie want to sink a cookie so…precious looking? Normally, she’d have you at the bottom of the sea by now, but…she couldn’t bring herself to do this to you…what was this about you that has her feeling like this?! This confusion only makes her frustrated, so she’s keeping you with her until she can pinpoint this feeling. She hopes you enjoy your new home in the depths with her…

Heartbreak Route: “You hastily closed the door before locking it, you knew it would do little to protect you from her, but you needed all the security you could get. You avoided the window, there was no telling if you looked out that window, that two glowing eyes would be staring right back at you in the waters. You could hear the faint sound of crying in the distance, the waters were unhappy, she was unhappy. She knew you were here, it was why she hadn’t just annihilated the Lower City already. She was just waiting for the right opportunity to drag you into the darkness of the water’s depths with her…”

At least Black Pearl Cookie is limited by the water, if she wasn’t, she’d be a true cookie to fear for the readers

But since it wouldn’t complete the ensemble today, there’s at least one cookie that will stop at nothing, absolutely nothing, to make sure you’re hers.

…

You saw it coming

0. The Undying Flower - White Lily Cookie

I had to do it to ya, I’m sorry Anon

Escape Difficulty: Impossible

You sealed your fate after spending time with White Lily Cookie regardless of AU, she’s your biggest cheerleader and unofficial girlfriend who’s quick to poison rivals at the mere chance of them getting friendly with you. She’s near impossible to lose and tends to just appear somewhere close by whether you’re on your own or with other cookies.

She’s an ancient cookie for a reason, few cookies will survive a fight against her, so it’s for the best that your so called “friends” back off from you before she taints their very strawberry jam.

Her only limitation is her other ancient friends, but they’re on thin ice before her paranoia gets to her and she joins in on the conversation. She has earned the title of Y/N Cookie cult leader for a reason.

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ventiij · 9 months

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Hello I have a request that came to my mind. What about the sumeru boys reacting to yn staring at them as the work out. (Are any genshin characters if you like) I wanted to write this but unfortunately I have zero writing skills so if you did it would be great :D

I’ll write this with the characters in my list, yesyes

love this request 😈

watching the sumeru boys work out

(romantic, separate)

Cyno x reader; Scara x reader (implied that y/n is part of the Adventurers’ Guild); Tighnari x reader

Cyno

-seeing Cyno work out isn’t that rare, it is part of his job after all.

-ngl, he might even invite you to admire his super skills; let’s just say he doesn’t mind your presence.

-so make it spear training or just running, lifting weights and all that stuff, you’re always welcome to watch! he’s happy with your presence in general.

-let’s say he’s doing push-ups: normally, he would do them the classic way, but if you’re there, he might as well use one hand… hell, he might even try with just one finger (he fails)

-“you’re so resistant, you’ve been doing push-ups for the past… uhh..?” “push-ups? love, please, I’m just lifting Teyvat up and down.” pls ignore this ndkwnaml

-when he’s taking a break, he tries to look hot while drinking too

-no but like fr, if you’re just chilling in a corner, sat on a chair, bro will come to you running slowly while breathing heavily, he’ll grab the water bottle and try to make some of it drip all the way down to his abs to then take deep breaths while looking at you. he’ll wipe the liquid off his face and then lean in to steal a kiss, using his hands to cup your face.

-he drinks really often when you’re around 🤷‍♀️

-he also makes sure to keep close to you

-“what did you think of that?” asks for your opinion after any exercise he does, expecially the hard ones or the cool ones.

-shows you some tricks he learned after a lot of practice (pls act super surprised, he’ll feel proud of himself)

Scaramouche

-you have to be sneaky for this one

-scenario: after finishing your dailies, you claim the extra rewards, walk around the Sumeru city for a bit when suddenly you hear Scara’s voice (aka his whimpers) and that surely catches your attention, so you decide to peek through a big plant at the entrance of the building you heard it from and see the beautiful sight of your boyfriend lifting weights that might be twice as him.

-you stare for some time and woah, how does he do that? he looked so small and tiny but now? whole new impression, so there you are, sticking your head between some leaves while looking at shirtless Scara who’s turned the other way.

-well, you do it ‘till you can

-“hey, you! what are you doing?!” a random man yells at you, turns out he thought you were vandalizing the plants and as you both apologize to each other for the misunderstanding, your s/o is already looking your way, chuckling and grabbing his shirt as he walks up to you.

-“something caught your eye?” he teases you as you’re obviously flustered he found out what you were doing. “how long have you been enjoying the show for?” he smirks, waiting for an anwser. “I was just passing by, when suddenly… oh look, someone’s calling for you inside” he doesn’t turn around after you say that “no, nobody is. now anwser”

-well good luck getting out of that

-he keeps teasing you for the next 2/3 days but he actually thinks it’s cute how you like him in every shape and form (mutual feeling but he’ll never admit it)

-honestly though, he loves it when you watch him working out, he feels important so he shows off as much as possible, if you praise him he’ll be even happier and you’ll boost his confidence

Tighnari

-doesn’t work out really often because of work, but when he can, he doesn’t expect anyone to want to spectate

-he’s running some laps in a particular area of the Avidya Forest, he brought his bow and his arrows, he had laid them down on the ground next to some other objects he took along with him

-you arrive later on: you were previously looking for him since you hadn’t seen him in a couple of days, Collei was the one who told you he’d be where he is.

-he’s so concentrated, looking at his surroundings in the smallest detail, stopping every now and then to observe little plants or creatures, “so cute!” you think as you take a seat next to his belongings and watch as Tighnari proceeds to work out and really just warming up for the rest of the exercises he planned

-when it’s time for him to take his bow, he turns in your direction and his eyes open wide as he sees you. you wave hello and he comes up to you

-“y/n? when did you get here, love?” he asks you as he sits next to you “not long ago, actually. how are you?” “hmm..” he kisses you. “I’m fine. better than before, since you’re here.”

-you pet his head and ears while talking. the situation takes a gigantic turn and it’s now extra romantic and cute

-you guys cuddle a bit, then he asks you if you wanna join him and work out toghether

#scaramouche x reader #scara x reader #genshin scara #scaramouche #cyno x reader #cyno ff #cyno bf #cyno oneshot #tighnari x reader #tighnari genshin #tighnari #tighnari fluff #genshin fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader

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indulgentdaydream · 2 months

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Hello luv, first of all... I LOVE NURSE!READER!!! OH god the last lines were soooooo heartwarming for my social worker heart!! LOVE LOVE IT 🩷🩷

So, may I request a Jason x reader again but with a little something... Jealous Jason because reader and Roy know each other longer than Jay and reader and then he gets all jelly and and—! Oh god I love a jealous petty man.

Missy when she fucks up the queue and queues this post for NEXT YEAR by accident 🫣🙃 NEXT YEAR?? LIKE THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED LAST FRIDAY AND I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE THAT IT DIDN'T GO UP

anyways AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH your words are already heartwarming ♥️

I loveeee jealous jason imma cook this up so quick just you wait and see (i wrote this when i first made the draft and i found it funny to leave it. It’s literally been a month I’m so sorry)

I also made this into headcanons because I had a VISION and did not think to give it any justice. (koi youre seriously my number 1 supporter i hope you enjoy this garbage I just threw up, really)

Pining!Jealous!Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: slight jealousy (not too overly consuming), alcohol consumption

Roy had invited Jason to hang out at the bar

Bros being bros

except...

Roy brought you along (because he KNOWS Jason has got a fat crush on you whether or not he’s told him)

(He tried to convince roy it’s not a crush, but always fails because his whole demeanour changes when you walk in the room)

examples:

he's always going to be standing beside you, consciously or not

jason isn't always a tense guy. But he for sure isn't as long as you're talking to him/looking at him/etc. (but if you put your hand on his arm/touch him in any way, it's game over)

your name is brought up, he's listening SO INTENTLY

like a dog when it hears its favourite word

Anyways

The three of you are sitting in a booth

It was originally you and roy before jason showed up, the two of you on either side

Jason shows up and just sits right next to you. No hesitation.

You and roy are laughing away, recounting stories and telling jokes.

Jason is just... really quiet

unusually quiet

He doesn’t look at you guys, rather looking out across the bar, trying to hide the fact he’s feeling this way

That he's feeling unreasonably jealous of his best friend

who literally brought you FOR JASON

He knows it’s stupid. He trusts both of you. You two are the two people he trusts the MOST

He hates that he’s like this, but he can't help it

Roy's better than him. You've known him for longer. He's making you laugh harder than Jason ever has. He's better looking, too. Older. More experienced.

His thoughts are clogging up his head. He's really not listening anymore, just holding his beer, eyes scanning the bar floor, watching the other patrons.

Then Roy is standing in front of him, saying something about using the bathroom.

He is giving a VERY pointed look at Jason.

a "make conversation with your crush or I'm shoving an arrow down your throat" kind of look

Jason felt a little stab of genuine anxiety shoot through him.

He's talked to you alone before. Many times. You two were friends, of course. He doesn't know why this is how he's feeling right now.

Then your hand is resting on his forearm.

Poor boy is still so caught up in his head he just looks down at your hand for definitely a second too long before finally meeting your gaze

Your gaze with those stupidly pretty eyes.

Then comes that horrendously pretty voice, "You alright?"

He nods. Shrugs. Like a stupid teenager who doesn't know how to handle his emotions.

He has to admit he's still a little tense about your attention being focused more on Roy. But not to you. He'd never admit it to you. You'd probably find it unattractive and then he'd really never have a chance.

“Yeah, no, im enjoying the talking. Always forget how well you and roy know each other”

“Oh yeah he just knows how to get me going. You know how he is”

Jason doesn’t know how he does it.

Like some leap of faith.

Some, jealousy super-powered leap.

He tries to be non-chalant about it.

“It’d be nice to do this again sometime. Maybe without Roy around.”

BOY'S HEART IS POUNDING

Sipping on his beer, looking down at it instead to avoid eye contact with you so he doesn't lose his cool.

Or someone show on his face that he is actually shitting bricks

You don't respond for a second and the alarm bells start going off in his head

WHY DID I SAY THAT WHY DID I SAY THAT WHY DID I SAY-

"It would be nice," you say, "Could we make it a date instead?"

He's smiling, turning to nod at you, "Course we can."

But his internal dialogue is just straight screaming at himself

"IDIOT YOU SHOULD'VE MADE IT OBVIOUS YOU WANTED IT TO BE A DATE IN THE FIRST PLACE"

The things jealousy will make you do

Roy comes back and sits down

Jason's into the conversation now

It doesn't really matter that Roy is still making you laugh

because he's not the one holding your hand under the table

AH I HOPE YOU LIKE -missy

I also love a jealous petty man (as long as it doesn't become toxic and he doesn't use it as an excuse to be an asshole)

#jason todd x reader #jason todd #jason todd x gn!reader #red hood #dc #dc x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd imagine #jason todd fluff #red hood x you #dc x you #dc x y/n #jason todd x y/n #jealous!jason todd x reader #jealous!jason todd #cw jealousy #cw alcohol consumption

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hijinxinprogress · 5 months

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The JL finds out Captain Marvels identity and regrets it immensely

JL find out Captain Marvels a child and they start trying to parent him and just being awkward so it’s decided that Captain Marvel will join YJ (Clark started referring to Billy only as ‘son’ and ‘young man’ one time Billy saw an airplane and Clark leaned down and went “That there, son, is called an airplane and it-” “I’ll fucking stab you istg”)

To the public Captain Marvel is just extra supervision for YJ but the hero community knows it’s a way to discretely move Captain Marvel onto a team with people his age and be ‘safer’

But it doesn’t work out the way they want bc Billy’s a chaos gremlin much like YJ so they’re just doing dumb shit in the public eye bc they technically have ‘adult supervision’ (it takes Billy fifteen minutes to convince yj to go against being supervised by green lanterns)

“We’re literally your coworkers??” “I’ve literally never seen you before besides isn’t it illegal for cops to question a minor without their guardian present? 🤨” “Technically, he’s not their coworker bc he’s not in the jl anymore” “Kon” “What? I’m just saying!” “Stfu wait does Marvel even have a guardian??” “He doesn’t”

Anita and Billy are trading magic tips and teaching each other spells they should NOT have access to esp bc they’ve blown up thirteen city blocks and 1/4 of almost every planet they’ve visited with YJ

Cassie and Billy play high stakes games of catch above the earths atmosphere with missiles and shit in their free time and also during missions

Kon and Billy do just plain dumb shit they have no business doing and then playing up the ‘I’m just a baby…and I’m not even really human/I didn’t have a childhood so how would I know that I shouldn’t do that?’ excuse after bankrupting Luthor for the third time this month along with demolishing all of his newly renovated buildings (Which he and Greta repurposed to create low income housing and food pantries)

Cissie invites Marvel to all her Olympic events and he shows up to every single one with an obnoxiously large magical banner

Bart and Billy plan quips, one liners, and trash talk together and everyone hates it bc they only use the good ones on them but villains (along with everyone in their immediate vicinity) are subjected exclusively to shit like “nuh uh” and “make me”

Greta and Billy are taking down shady government operations with zero fucks to give (they had houses built for the people affected but they did also send a very long list of people to the hospital/morgue)

Billy makes Tim a magic skateboard that flies at like Mach 1 with so many magic cameras it’s concerning bc he thinks Tim being unhinged is funny especially it inconveniences or at least stresses out batman

But they’re mostly talking about what lies they’ve told the jl recently so they can plan their lies around each other “I lied to batman yesterday so you gotta back me up” and Tim’s fabricating evidence despite having no other information bc Billy will 100% “Aren’t you a so called ‘ethical’ billionaire? Nonono it’s whatever, I just thought you’d want to look out for the people but-”

And JL tries to lecture Billy about it ‘you should be more mature. I expected better’ and he’s just like ‘why?? I’m baby 🥺 I don’t know any better’

And Green Arrow��s so goddamn confused bc ‘Bro?? I’ve watched you do negotiations when Superman’s not available…’ ‘I’m just a little guy’ ‘I’VE WATCHED YOU STOP A WHOLE ASS INVASION IN TEN MINUTES’ ‘little baby man’ ‘But you’re one of the strongest members of the league???’ ‘You do know I couldn’t tie my own shoes like six years ago, right?’ ‘HOW OLD ARE YOU’ ‘Wouldn’t you like to know’

YJ and Billy just do a bunch of petty shit until JL has had enough and they’re like fine whatever it wasn’t a problem before

#billy batson #billy batson says acab #dc captain marvel #justice league #young just us #young justice #bart allen #kon el #tim drake #anita fite #cassie sandsmark #cissie king jones #Greta Hayes #shazam #dc comics #superman #clark kent

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nonesenseushi · 9 months

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My first time posting. I wrote a thing and got told to share it.

The Walking Dead x Male Mute!Reader HC’s

Daryl probably didn’t trust or like you right off the bat:

• He didn’t like how quiet you were, like deadass you never made a sound, even while walking

• Doesn’t realize your mute at first and figured you just thought you were too good to talk to anyone

• Probably has beef with you because you use a bow and arrow

• He soon comes to respect you when you prove your willingness to help protect the group

• Even more so when he realizes you don’t talk because you just 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵

Rick probably trusts you right away, although he isn’t much of a fan of how you just kinda do your own thing:

• He likes that you’ll usually do what he asks(orders) - little does he know that what he tells you to do, you were already planning on doing it

• Because of your quietness, you can easily get in and out of places without being noticed - be that by walkers or people - and he 100% uses that to the group’s advantage

• Rick doesn’t like that you disappear from the group at times, even when your hunkered down somewhere; the prison for example, you’d sometimes just vanish and no one could find you

• When you come back though you usually have stuff that the group needs or wants, so they can’t be too mad

Glenn is pretty neutral towards you at first, although you somehow become pretty good friends:

• He was really unnerved from you at first, with how quiet you were and the hard RBF you got

• Because you both were quiet and quick, you often got sent on runs together and he 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 it

• Glenn realized you weren’t so bad when you made a joke one time on a run;

You both were in some sort of hardware store gathering supplies when Glenn bent down to grab something. A fart noised sounded in the store and with how quiet it was, Glenn heard it loud and clear.

He stood up and looked at you in embarrassment, truly believing that sound had come from him, only to stop when he saw the grin on your face and the playful glint in your eye. You repeated the noise, blowing a raspberry at him before your shoulders shook in silent laughter.

• After that you both became good friends

• He also realized that you weren’t some hardass that was constantly judging people

• Although he’s definitely caught you staring at the others when they did something questionable, definitely judging them.

• Glenn always found those moments funny, seeing the look of confusion or disbelief on your face

Carl likes you, he thinks your really cool:

• He thinks it’s really cool how you use a bow and arrow (something Daryl is totally not a little jealous of)

• Would beg you to teach him how to use it

• You would, only to grin and silently laugh when he somehow smacks himself in the face with the bow string

• You of course would apologize for laughing and properly teach him how to use it, although he can’t for the life of him draw it back at first

• Carl also thinks it’s really cool how quiet you are as he gets older

• Young Carl was definitely afraid to approach you because of your RBF

• As he gets older though he admires your stealth and will even ask how to be stealthier like you

Other characters:

Merle:

• Merle was convinced that you were lying about being mute

• He probably followed you one day while you went for a hunt or something to confront you

• You beat his ass six ways till Sunday

• He didn’t pester you after that, although Daryl tried to kick your ass for beating up his brother

Maggie:

• She probably thought you were kinda weird at first

• But she was also really curious about you

• Her and Glenn both went to you about the other, Glenn to be an absolute simp, and Maggie to see if Glenn was truly a good guy

Shane:

• Bro hated you from the start

• Because of how quiet you are, he felt like he was always being watched (he was)

• You always had this blank stare when you looked at him, it made him feel like you knew all his secrets (you did)

• You knew about him sleeping with Lori, at first you didn’t care for it but then Rick showed up and turned out to be her husband

• Shane was only a little thankful that you were mute so you couldn’t tell everyone what you knew

• He still knew that you could destroy him through, so he was very careful

• You only tortured him psychologically a 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦

• Especially after Otis died

• You had gone with them on the run and had supposedly gotten separated from them when the walkers showed up

• Shane knew better by that point though

• You seemed to know everything

Hershel:

• Just like the rest of the group, he didn’t want you on his farm

• He seemed to like you the most though because you didn’t carry a gun - at all - and you weren’t aggressive like Daryl

• It helped that you put your bow and arrows down whenever he asked for no weapons

• Overall you were just respectful towards the man and he appreciated it

#the walking dead x male reader #mute reader #rick grimes #daryl dixon #twd headcanons #headcanon #male reader #glenn rhee #carl grimes #x male reader #twd x male reader #maggie greene #shane walsh #merle dixon #hershel greene

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rheasesposts · 1 year

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yawne, paysyul, oare

neteyam sully x fem!navi!reader

summary : Y/N and Neteyam discovered the underlying feelings for each other back in the Omatikaya Clan and now their love must survive the Metkayina.

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“Has Y/N been around here?” Neteyam walked into the tent where Kiri was tending to wounded hunters.

“No. Check the forest.” Kiri replied, continuing to patch up a male Na’vi’s shoulder. Neteyam did as Kiri said and found Y/N not in the trees, but in the river. She was catching little fish and releasing them after she gave them quick pats.

“What are you doing down here, Nete?” Y/N splashed him as he got closer to her, still on the forest floor. “I thought I could finally have peace from you and Lo’ak.”

“Never, my paysyul.” Neteyam put a foot in the water and jumped back from the chilling sensation. “How are you standing in this cold river?”

“I got used to it. Now, what do you want?”

“I can’t want to see my favorite person?” Y/N gave him a “really” look. “Ok, there is a “hunt”, and my father asked me to get you.”

“Oh, I was chosen by the Toruk Makto. Should I be feeling special?” Y/N teased as Neteyam assisted Y/N out of the water by keeping her body steady as she hopped to the forest floor.

“You’re chosen every time, I am afraid.” Neteyam responded, and Y/N rolled her eyes and shoved him away.

“I know, skxawng.” They trekked back up to camp, and Neteyam’s parents waited patiently at their tent for Y/N and Neteyam. “Oh, mighty Toruk Makto, I am so blessed to have been chosen for this once in a lifetime opportunity. Thank you, sir.” Y/N gave a deep bow after her speech which caused Jake to snicker and Neytiri and Neteyam to playfully roll their eyes.

“Hello, Y/N.” Jake greeted the young girl that has unknowingly captured his eldest son’s heart. “Let’s go over the plan.” He led her into his tent, and the two discussed strategy and tactics.

“My son, have you told her of your feelings?” Neytiri asked, and Neteyam just kept staring at Y/N from outside the tent.

“No.” Neteyam switched his gaze to look at his mother as she sighed.

Before Neytiri could provide advice for Neteyam, Y/N and Jake barreled out of the tent.

“I am so ready for this raid.” Y/N excitedly jumped and called for her Ikran, Malu.

“Be careful, Y/N! And don’t do anything I didn’t tell you to.” Jake instructed the reckless girl already flying away. Jake looked to Neytiri and Neteyam, “Go get your brother, your mother and I will get the warriors.”

Neteyam rushed to find Lo’ak which was easy considering he was sitting with Tuk and Kiri in the wounded tent. “Let’s go, Lo’ak. We’ve got a job.”

Lo’ak and Neteyam flew on their Ikrans to where Jake resided on the forest canopy above the train tracks, waiting for the train with supplies to come. Y/N was high in the sky, arrow out and ready to release one if needed. Y/N could hear the train screeching inch by inch nearer to the Na’vi who are about to blow the train up on Jake’s command.

Which was right about now. “Fire!”

On either side of the tracks, explosives were shot and blew up the train and destroyed the tracks. The Na’vi warriors quickly ran to the site and started scrummaging through the fallen supplies, and the chain of materials into the forest began.

Jake told his sons to stay in the sky and watch the perimeter and tell him if anything is around. Y/N was told to stay high as well, to not engage unless absolutely necessary.

“Come on, bro. Let’s go help.” Lo’ak begged his brother.

“No, Dad would skin us.” Neteyam argued and tried to find Y/N in the sky. No luck.

“Well, I’m going.” Lo’ak swooped down to the action, and Neteyam had no choice but to follow because he had to protect his little brother.

“Jake!” Y/N said over the comms. Neteyam became scared because of the tone she had.

“Y/N, what is it?” Jake paused his movements to focus on the girl.

“There is an aircraft coming our way, a big one. It -“ Y/N was cut off as she yelped when the plane shot at her.

“Y/N! Do you copy!” Jake urgently panicked. She shot at the pilot and hit the glass to obstruct his view.

“I am here.” Y/N responded and mentally told Malu to fly to the ground. Neteyam and Lo’ak were part of the assembly line and were trying not to be recognized by their parents. “What are you two idiots doing? I know Jake told you nimrods to stay out of the way.”

“We wanted to help.” Lo’ak says and hands a gun to the Na’vi warrior to the left of him.

“Move! Move!” The three heard then an explosion was sent off by the track farther down, and before Y/N could say “I told you so,” the plane shot at the ground where all the clan was, including Y/N, Lo’ak and Neteyam. The three started to run for safety, but a missile hit the metal next to them and caused Y/N to tumble down into wreckage.

“Y/N!” Neteyam shouted and tried to go back, but Lo’ak kept pushing him to the trees. “No!”

Neteyam didn’t have a moment to say anything else to stop Lo’ak as more bombs were dropped.

“Where’s Y/N?” Jake questioned over the comms, spotting his disobedient sons, but no reckless Na’vi girl who was always near when it regarded Neteyam.

“She got thrown into the debris.” Lo’ak informed his father as Neteyam paced in circles, worried over Y/N. Neytiri and other warriors finally shot every person in the aircraft and eliminated anymore ammunition coming to the scene.

Jake searched the area and found the knife Y/N always had slung around her torso on top of some torn metal. He knocked over the pieces and called her name with no response. He dug through the rubble deeper and located Y/N. He dragged her up and once she out, he threw her over his shoulders and carried her to the sidelines.

He gently placed her on the dirt and slapped her face. “Y/N. Wake up. Come on.” Her eyes opened and a cough escaped her mouth. “That’s it.”

“Jakey.” Y/N weakly said. Neteyam hurried over to her. “Nete, too. Isn’t this a dream?”

“Cracking jokes while injured is not very smart.” Jake scolded yet he smiled at the girl beneath him. Neytiri landed from her Ikran on the ground beside them. “She needs to see a medic.”

“I am fine.” Y/N attempted to sit up, but ultimately couldn’t because of the nasty cut on her lower back. “Nevermind, Neytiri please take me.”

Neytiri snorted and hauled Y/N on to her Ikran and set off to the mountain base. Jake now focused his attention on his sons as they looked down, guilty.

“We’re talking about this when we get back.” Jake says. Neteyam didn’t care about getting in trouble, all he wanted was to know if Y/N was fine. The ride back felt like a million years for Neteyam.

He heard Y/N before he saw her. She was laughing loudly from inside the tent. Neteyam opened the curtain and there Y/N was being stitched up by Kiri. “Neteyam. My sweet yawne, I was just telling your sister how you left me to die.” Y/N faked slumping over, but Kiri, annoyed, held her up and smacked Y/N’s head. “I think she secretly wishes for my demise.”

“Not secretly.” Kiri finished the stitch and ordered Y/N to leave. “Don’t tear those, please.”

“So, you don’t want me dead?” Y/N flirted.

Kiri closed the curtain, “Out!”

Y/N chuckled and Neteyam swore he never he heard something so beautiful. Y/N took his hand and guided him to a private mountain cave where the two spent most nights talking. It was filled with rugs, blankets, and other trinkets they had brought each time they returned.

“This scar is going to be so cool. Don’t you think, Nete?” Y/N twirled for him, and Neteyam blushed after he found himself staring too long at a certain lower body part.

“Yes. One big line.” Neteyam plopped onto a tiny cushion and sprawled his legs. Y/N stuck her tongue out at him and went between his legs to sit. Her back to his chest.

Y/N leaned her head back into his chest, “Why can’t you just admit I am so much cooler than you?”

“I don’t like lying, my paysyul.” Y/N giggled at him.

“You’re a cruel man, Nete.” Y/N smiled at Neteyam and shifted to be facing him. His fingers trailed up and down her back, and Y/N closed her eyes in contentment. Neteyam took note of the darkness under her shut eyes and frowned.

“When was the last time you slept?”

“A good 2 nights ago.” Y/N didn’t open her eyes because she didn’t want to witness the disappointed face Neteyam would have. It reminded her of Neytiri. “Don’t be upset. I am alright.”

“No, you are not.” Neteyam stroked her hair and threaded his fingers in at her scalp. “You need rest, Y/N.”

“Not when so many people need you.” Y/N fought the Sully boy. “I can’t just let them down.”

“You won’t. Why do you believe that?”

Y/N didn’t want to tell him it was because she felt that she didn’t belong and that being there for everyone would make her accepted. She has felt like a burden since her mother, Ninat, died from a fatal gun shot to the heart when she was around three. Her father died back when HomeTree had been burned.

Y/N opened her eyes and glared into Neteyam’s. Y/N settled her hand on his neck and pulled him closer to her. “You worry too much.”

“I worry enough about the people I care for.”

“Stop caring for me.” Y/N mumbled as his head dropped lower to hers.

“I can’t.” The words were barely spoken. “You are all I think of. All the time.”

Y/N rested her other hand on his chest, “Why?”

“I think you know.”

“But I want to hear you say it.”

Instead of words, Neteyam feverishly kissed her and gripped her hips to grasp her onto his lap. Y/N’s lips were warm against his and her body molded to his like a perfect puzzle piece. Y/N moved her lips to his chin and kissed that area as Neteyam squeezed her body tighter to him. Y/N kissed down to his neck, and he threw his head back to give her more access. She sucked at the base of his neck and left a more blue patch. The hand she had on his neck maneuvered up his skull to pull his head back further so she could go up his neck easier.

But when Y/N pulled his braids, Neteyam basically grunted, “Y/N, fuck.” She breathed a laugh as she gave him another hickey under the cove of his ear. “My turn.”

“Nope.” Y/N held his face in place. “Not until you use your words and say why.”

Neteyam huffed, “I love you, Y/N. I am in love with you. Have been since the first day I met you. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Precisely.” Y/N released his face and he immediately attacked her neck. She lightly hummed as he continued to kiss her neck. He began to suck at her sweet spot, right under her jawbone which made her breathlessly whisper, “Neteyam.”

Her fingers tugged at his hair again and he groaned into the skin of her neck. Y/N needed his lips back on hers so she tilted her head and reclaimed his mouth. Neteyam opened his mouth to allow Y/N more of him, and she took the opportunity. Neteyam slowly laid on his back and Y/N maintained contact. They didn’t stop until they heard the shouts of their names outside the cave. The two were knocked from their bliss and hurriedly fixed themselves before leaving the little sanctuary.

“There they are.” Kiri breathed a sigh of relief. Tuk and Spider were close behind Kiri as Neteyam and Y/N walked to them. “Dinner is ready.” The pair glanced briefly then just smiled and followed the others.

Discreetly, Neteyam positioned his hand on her back, avoiding the cut. She side eyed him and widened her eyes when she saw the marks she left. “Oh, my Eywa.”

“What?” Neteyam panicked.

“Those hickies are huge. Why is my tongue so strong?” Y/N got off topic, but was back to it after she looked at them again. “Ok, what do mine look like?”

Neteyam smirked, “Hot.” Y/N flicked his ear and caught up with Tuk. Neteyam laughed as he did the same.

“Finally.” Lo’ak said when he saw the four Na’vi and human approaching. “Where were you all?”

“We had to find these morons.” Kiri pushed past Lo’ak. Lo’ak squinted at Y/N and peered at her neck and looked to Neteyam.

“You are gonna be in so much trouble.” Lo’ak deviously said and made kissy faces at Y/N and Neteyam.

“Oh, shut up.” Y/N said and bumped him out of the way with Neteyam right behind her doing the same.

“How is your injury?” Jake asked Y/N when she got fruits next to him on the table. She wouldn’t make eye contact which made Jake confused. “Are you okay? Did Neteyam do something?”

Y/N snorted and answered, “It is fine, should be better by tomorrow. I am fine as well. Your son is a cuddly bug. He couldn’t hurt ol’ me.”

“Just checking.” Jake went back to Tuk and Neytiri and placed the fruits he got for them in their bowls. Y/N sighed as she traveled to Neteyam.

“Your father is concerned you have hurt me.”

“What?!” Neteyam urgently whispered.

“Chill. He was talking emotionally. He hasn’t seen the physical abuse you’ve done to me.” She playfully dropped dead and cowered from him.

“You joke too much.” Neteyam’s eyes lit up when she sat up closer to him.

Y/N jested, “Oh, but didn’t you say you love me?”

“No.” Neteyam denied and swallowed more of his Teylu. Y/N elbowed him and ate the bladder polyps she got from the table.

“Y/N, what happened to your neck?” Tuk innocently poked the girl’s hickey, and Y/N became alarmed and covered it when the whole family looked her and Neteyam’s way.

“Let me see.” Neytiri said and legged over to Y/N.

“No, no. It’s ok. Nothing is wrong.” Y/N urged and scooted into Neteyam.

“It could be dangerous.” Neytiri fought back and moved Y/N’s hand, and she gasped then transferred her glare to her son. “Neteyam.”

“What is it?” Jake stood in front of them then opened his mouth in an “O.” Y/N nervously laughed and tried to stand to escape, but Neteyam held her tail so he wouldn’t face his parents wrath alone. “Kids, out.”

Neteyam’s siblings ran out hollering with laughter.

“So, the weather?” Y/N tried.

“When did this happen?” Neytiri asked the teenagers.

“Earlier.” Neteyam responded to his mother who rubbed her forehead. “We didn’t even connect queues.”

“This is practically the same thing.” Jake joined in on Neytiri’s scolding session.

“I thought you wanted this.” Neteyam protested to his parents.

“We thought it would be gradual.” Jake says, and Y/N looked to Neteyam. “Well, there’s no stopping you two now, so be safe, and don’t be stupid around each other. Or gross. You are dismissed. And please don’t tear her stitches, Kiri will have everyones heads.”

The teens left the tent immediately and coursed back to the their secret hideout. As soon as Y/N knew no one could see them, she pushed Neteyam against the wall and brought his lips down to hers. Neteyam instantly kissed back and pulled Y/N into him. Their lips moved roughly and eventually Y/N was the one with her back to the wall.

“Neteyam.” Y/N moaned after he bit her lip a little which encouraged him to move his lips to her chest. She gripped his strong biceps and dug her nails into the flesh there. “Rutxe.”

Neteyam gave her lips one last peck before he murmured, “Do you genuinely want a sätare with me? Is this real?”

As Y/N lovingly stared into his golden eyes, she spoke, “I have never wanted anything more, Neteyam.” Y/N caressed his face lightly and planted a kiss on his cheek.

“You are extraordinary, my love.” Neteyam steered her to the blankets in the corner, and they laid down, Y/N curled into Neteyam’s arms.

——

“I can’t believe you and my brother are now a thing.” Kiri complained as the group minus Neteyam climbed and jumped across branches.

“Sorry, you’re not my only love anymore.” Y/N blew a kiss to Kiri and helped Tuk over a massive vine. “I know you’re jealous.”

“As if, Y/N.” Kiri ventured off on her own as the rest of the crew explored the area. The trip was cut short though after Lo’ak reminded them they would be in trouble if they didn’t get back before eclipse. As Tuk, Lo’ak, and Y/N traveled ahead, Spider went to grab Kiri.

Before they could truly begin their journey home, Lo’ak spotted huge boot prints. “That definitely isn’t native Na’vi. Sky people.”

“We definitely have to go now.” Y/N said and pushed the rest of the group onward. “Go, guys!”

A twig snapped near them and Y/N’s ear twitched as she looked to where the noise came from. The others stopped when Y/N did, and she rolled her eyes. As Y/N was going to resume the trek, a hand snatched her hair and dragged her to the leaves below them. Lo’ak attempted to help but got caught by another hand. All five of them got captured by the foreign Avatars in military clothing.

“Look what we have here.” A military man heckled. He approached Y/N and used his finger to inspect her face. She couldn’t squirm away, so she spat at his face. He tumbled back slightly, but regained balance and Y/N was met with a swat to the face. “You are a Na’vi bitch and you have comms. Definitely Sully’s.” He noticed about Kiri, “This one has five fingers.” He turned his attention to Lo’ak who kept hissing at the person holding him. “You do too. English?”

Lo’ak slowly put his hands up just to flip him off. “What do we do, boss?” Some soldier asked.

“We wait, he’ll come soon enough for his children.” It was a long process for Jake to hint his arrival to the captured children.

Y/N awaited her saviors painfully since the person holding her down had his knee in her back the entire time and her neck held back. Soon enough, an arrow hit a man on the outskirts of the group, and everyone became alert.

“Is that you, Mrs. Sully?” The head man called. Rain was the only sound in response to him. Neytiri never giving away her appearance and standing hidden somewhere, ready to shoot. Y/N couldn’t see much since the man had a tight grip on her body. She could hear more soldiers dropping to the ground, probably at the hands of Jake. And the next moment, chaos erupted, Kiri was released from her captor by Neytiri which triggered Jake to shoot at the men holding Tuk, Lo’ak, and Y/N. Tuk and Lo’ak made it away safely, but Y/N got caught up with a soldier’s knife to her thigh. Y/N fell to the floor with a scream of pain. The knife was still in her leg. Before someone could manhandle her again, Y/N ran for the trees and didn’t look back. Only did she stop when the knife got tangled in a vine and ripped out of her leg.

“Y/N!” A voice called to her. Neteyam. He quickly found his lover in a cove of a tree. “Hey, hey, are you hurt?” He glanced at the blood seeping from her leg. “Ok, ok. My yawne, can you hear me? Squeeze my hand for yes.” She did. “Ok. Can you walk?” She didn’t respond. Neteyam hoisted her over his shoulder and raced to where his family regathered. “Dad!”

Jake whipped his head to see his child with Y/N on his shoulders. “What’s wrong?” Jake took Y/N off Neteyam and carefully placed her on his kneeled lap.

“Her leg.” Neteyam pointed and got Lo’ak’s bottom cloth and gave it to Jake. He wrapped it and ordered Neteyam to put her on his Ikran and get her to their grandmother.

——

“What the fuck.” Y/N mumbled as soon as she was back to consciousness. Neteyam quietly laughed from where he was sitting beside her, holding her hand. Y/N looked to him and groaned, “I thought you were Kiri, my one true love.”

“Oh, please.” Neteyam scoffed and aided her in sitting up. Y/N stared at her bandaged thigh and poked it with her fingers. “What are you doing?”

“Seeing if the pain will make me pass out again.” Neteyam immediately grasped her fingers again and provided her a stern look. “You’re looking at me like Jake does. Stop.”

Neteyam tugged her closer, and Y/N’s head naturally tucked into his neck. She traced his palm and feather kissed the skin at his neck and chest. “Are you alright?”

“Mhm.” She said, and he didn’t believe her. “I can feel the tension. What happened while I was unconscious?”

“We have to leave.” Y/N shot out of his arms.

“What? Leave? Why?”

Neteyam shushed her and rubbed her back delicately, “My parents are the ones being targeted. It’s not safe anymore for my family.”

“What about me?” Y/N furiously asked and pushed him away. “I am not your family.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Maybe to you. But what about your father? Neytiri? I am an outsider. I will be forced to stay here, without you.”

“They love you as their own.” Neteyam argued and tried to bring her back to him. “You are coming.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do.”

Y/N glared at Neteyam, uneasy and breathing unevenly, “I am not a Sully.”

“I don’t care. You are my-“ He cut off. Neteyam unsurely fought over his words.

“Your what? I am not your mate yet.” Y/N reasoned.

“Then I can make you mine.”

“Neteyam, do not be reckless.”

“I am not. I love you.”

Y/N’s hard attitude faltered. “Why?” Her voice broke and hitched all at the same time, and she hated it. Neteyam put his hands on her face and stroked her forehead and cheeks.

“You are everything I want, need and more. You are the person who beat me in tree climbing when we were four and still won’t let me live it down. You are the one I wrestled in the water when we were seven and accidentally went off that waterfall. You are the person who stitched me up after my first official hunt with my dad and told me everything was going to be fine despite me failing miserably. You are the one now holding me together as my world is about to be flipped upside down. You. Yawne. Y/N. I love you because you have been there since day one, without me asking. I am in love with you, I see you.” Y/N was weeping as he spilled his heart out to her. “So, come with me.”

Neteyam led Y/N to the Tree of Voices and brought her into a little area where they could be alone. The bioluminescent rock floor lit up as they stepped carefully on it. “Nete, are you sure?”

“Yes. Never been more sure.” His lips met hers with passion excreting from every touch they shared as they molded to each other. Before long, Y/N connected her queue to his. They didn’t do anything after that simply because they didn’t want to deal with Jake and Neytiri bugging them.

As Neteyam held Y/N, she whispered, “I love you, too.”

——

CUT

We’re here.” Neteyam yelled across his Ikran to Y/N. She looked to where the Sully family was landing on the pale sand and followed suit, carefully being conscious of her aching leg and back. Once she was off her Ikran, Neteyam took her arm and made her stand In between him and Lo’ak. There were boys already poking at Neteyam’s tail and sending Y/N suggestive looks. Y/N hugged herself closer to Neteyam, and he casually slipped an arm around her which made her feel infinitely better.

“What brings you here, Jake Sully?” Tonowari asks the darker blue Avatar. Jake looked down for a beat then back at Tonowari.

“I have come to ask for sanctuary for my family and I. There are sky people after me and I cannot risk them getting caught in that.” He explained. Ronal approached her mate and glared at Jake’s family and Y/N.

“You are bringing war here?” Tonowari questioned hesitantly.

“No, there is no more war.” Jake reassured the leader of the Metkayina Clan. “I just want my family to be safe.” Tonowari looks to his mate who continues to gaze at Kiri, curiously before starting towards her.

“Their arms are thin. And their tails are weak.” Ronal said as she grazed the parts she spoke of. “You will be slow in the water.” She snatched Kiri’s hands and turned them. “These children are not even true Na’vi.”

Kiri gave a mean look to Ronal and fought, “Yes, we are.” Ronal grabbed Lo’ak’s hand next and lifted it up. This made Neteyam to squeeze Y/N closer to him out of instinct in fear Ronal will come after them.

“They have demon blood.” Y/N knew she was done for after Ronal stopped her eyes on her. “But you. You are not half demon. Why are you with these half breeds?”

“I don’t have any parents.” Y/N supplied. “And Neytiri and Jake were kind enough to take me under their care.” Neteyam glared at Ronal as the Na’vi scoffed and returned to her mate’s side.

“Look, look. I was born of the sky people, and now I am Na’vi. All right?” Ronal narrowed her eyes. “You can adapt. We will adapt. Okay?” Jake declared and kept his children and Y/N out of Ronal’s sight.

“My husband was Toruk Makto.” Neytiri established and inched toward Tonowari. “He led the clans to victory against the sky people.”

“This you call victory?” Ronal snarked. “Hiding among strangers? It seems Ewya has turned her back on you, Chosen One.” She directed that comment to Jake, and Neytiri growled at her. Ronal returned the gesture.

“I apologize for my mate.” Jake stepped between the women before a fight broke out.

Neytiri snapped, “Do not apologize for me.”

Jake gave her a pleading look as he said, “She’s flown a long way, and she’s exhausted.”

“Jake!” Neytiri hissed.

Tonowari peered at the Sully family and contemplated his decision quickly. “You may stay and you will learn the ways of our clan so you are not useless here.” Y/N snickered with Lo’ak as he said that. “My children will teach you.” His son groaned at his responsibility, and the daughter merely smiled. “Tsireya, lead them to their marui.”

A girl popped out of the crowd and started walking them more into the village. Neteyam kept Y/N beside him incase any of the boys tried anything. Tsireya put them in a marui that was more on the outskirts of the village, and she left them to settle in. Lo’ak set up a rug near the middle while Neteyam and Y/N found a cozy corner(ish) to place blankets. She removed her head piece and her arm cuff and put it in Neteyam’s bag.

“Sully family meeting.” Jake called, and Y/N awkwardly stepped out of the marui to which Neytiri provided her a “really” look and beckoned her back in. “Okay, I don’t want any trouble while we’re here. Be nice and respectful, please.”

“What does your father always say?” Neytiri spoke from behind Jake.

Unenthusiastically every child hummed, “Sully’s stick together.”

“Yes. Now, a little more confidence.” Jake smiled.

“Sully’s stick together.” They all repeated a little louder.

“You’re dismissed.” Jake waved them out. Neteyam and Y/N gave one another sneaky glances before running out of the marui and into the water. Tuk and Kiri went to find Tsireya with Lo’ak tracking behind like a lost puppy.

Y/N and Neteyam stayed near the shallow as Aonung demonstrated how to ride an Ilu. Neteyam went first and completely lost control of his Ilu which made Y/N and Aonung chuckle. Y/N carefully connected her tentacle like hair to the Ilu and saddled it after the connection was made. The Ilu darted underwater, and Y/N hurried to take a breath. The Ilu swam under the reefs and traveled back to Neteyam and Aonung.

“That was insane.” Y/N rushed out as she got off her Ilu.

“It seems I have done what I can. You are a natural.” Aonung complimented Y/N. Neteyam’s tail flicked involuntarily out of pure annoyance.

Y/N didn’t satisfy Aonung’s expectations and awkwardly said, “Thank you.” The leader’s son left, and Neteyam pulled Y/N through the shallow water on his back. “Neteyam.”

“Hm?” He replied.

“Were you just jealous?”

Neteyam halted and tilted his head to stare at Y/N. “Of course not. My tail was just acting funky.”

Y/N snorted, “Funky?” He flipped her off as he waded back to their marui. It was dark by the time they reached the marui and Neteyam’s family had begun eating. “Sorry for being late.”

“You’re fine.” Jake assured. Tuk made Y/N sit by her, and that made Neteyam pout as he was banished to sitting between his dad and Kiri. “So, what did you two do all day?”

“They flirted in the shallow water.” Lo’ak teased and made kissy noises/faces. Neteyam threw a fruit at him, and Y/N blushed.

Lo’ak was swatted by his mother as Y/N properly answered, “We learned to ride and bond with an Ilu. Aonung taught us.”

“Ah, very good. You’re doing better than others it seems.” Jake retorted, and Lo’ak played with his fingers. “The Ilu seem friendly.”

Neteyam nodded and scooted farther out of the circle. Y/N confusedly looked at him, but he just shook his head. Y/N decided to disregard him for the time being and listen to Kiri as she spoke of all she saw in the ocean. Dinner was over and the children were sent to bed. Y/N settled onto her blanket and waited for Neteyam to come over. He soon arrived and laid next to her.

“Can I hold you?” Neteyam whispered so he doesn’t wake up anyone.

“Duh.” Y/N responded softly. Neteyam’s arms wrapped around her, and Y/N’s head rested on his chest with one of her legs thrown over his. They both drifted to sleep as the night progressed and their gentle breathing calmed the world around them, Or that’s how it felt for the duo.

Neytiri studied her son and the girl she’s come to know as a daughter. They reminded Neytiri of her and Jake. So compassionate. Always there for the other no matter what. Jake mirrored Neytiri and watched the pair.

“We were just like them.” Neytiri commented. Jake wrapped his arm around Neytiri’s waist.

“Yes, and now we have a beautiful family.”

“Yes, we do.” Neytiri kissed Jake, and he smiled at her as she led him to their bed/blanket for the night.

——

“Neteyam!” Y/N screamed as she came out of the water after being dunked. He had run away and was hiding behind Tuk. “Tuk, I would move.”

Tuk complied and Neteyam was easily taken down by a snarling Y/N. Neteyam thought she got cuter when she was angry so he smiled when she growled at him and attacked his body.

Before Y/N could further damage Neteyam, there was commotion behind some of the trees on the outside of the village with the voices of Kiri and Lo’ak heard. They both rushed to see what was happening and found Kiri and Lo’ak basically being shoved around by Aonung, Roxto, and two other Metkayina boys.

“Hey! You heard what she said. Leave them alone.” Neteyam pointed a threatening finger at Aonung.

“Oh, big brother wanna-“ One of the other boys started but was cut off by Aonung pushing him away.

“Back off. Now.” Neteyam firmly demanded and returned to Y/N’s side. Aonung put his arms up in surrender.

“Smart choice.” Y/N spat.

“And from now on, I need you to respect my sister and Y/N.” Neteyam declared which made some of the boys hiss. “Let’s go.” Y/N took his hand and Kiri’s and began trekking to the village. But Lo’ak stopped and went back to Aonung.

“Lo’ak.” Y/N warned.

“No, I got this Y/N.” Lo’ak insisted and raised his hand to Aonung’s face. “I know this hand is funny. I’m a freak, alien. But it can do something really cool. Watch. First, I ball it up real tight like this, okay then.” Lo’ak punches Aonung, and Y/N holds her forehead between two fingers. Lo’ak continued punching until Aonung fell. “It’s called a punch, bitch. Never touch my sister again.”

Aonung tackled Lo’ak and the others began teaming up on him so Neteyam jumped in.

“Neteyam, no! This is so stupid.” Y/N yelled alongside Kiri.

“So stupid.” Kiri pointed out.

“Ow, my tail!” Lo’ak bellowed.

Aonung shouted, “My ear!” This made Kiri and Y/N laugh as they boys beat each other up. Eventually, the fight was broken up by Jake and Tonowari who agreed to separately take their sons and punish them.

In the marui, Jake began lighting up Lo’ak. “Really? The clan leader’s son. What is the one thing I told you to do!”

“Stay out of trouble.” His sons responded.

“Right!” Jake confirmed.

“They were picking on Kiri!” Lo’ak defended himself.

“It was my fault. I hit first.” Neteyam attempted to soften the blow on Lo’ak.

“No, no. This isn’t your fault. You gotta stop taking the blame for this knucklehead.” Jake quipped. “Go apologize to Aonung.”

“But father-“ Lo’ak complained.

“I don’t care how. You don’t even gotta say words, just fix it.” Jake said while closing his eyes in frustration.

“Yes, sir.” Lo’ak murmured before leaving the marui.

Neteyam was about to exit too, to find Y/N but his father’s voice stopped him, “What’d the other guys look like?”

“Worse.”

Jake side smiled, “That’s good.”

“Way worse.”

“That’s my boy. Get outta here.” Jake said.

Neteyam proceeded to search for Y/N and spotted her in the middle of a circle of young children. She appeared to be singing an old tune from the Omatikaya ancestors.

“Fortress, hold me high

Forgive my wondering eyes

Eywa, pull me in

Force your love in me again

Find me in the storm

Save me and make me reborn

Help me to my feet

Eywa, oh great mother, take me.”

Neteyam hadn’t heard her sing since the sky people had returned. She claimed she had nothing good to sing about. Y/N glanced to him and waved him to her. The children dispersed after nuzzling her forehead in thanks and admiration.

“You sounded wonderful. Me’lal has competition.” Neteyam said which made Y/N scoff. Me’lal was a Na’vi in the Omatikaya clan known for her soulful, beautiful voice.

“Me’lal has no bearing of even who I am.” Y/N wilted realizing how invisible she was in her clan. “Once you’re old enough, you can take her as your mate.” Y/N jokingly said and Neteyam deadpanned her.

“It was only a joke. I personally believe you are better than Me’lal.” Neteyam replied, and Y/N scrunched her nose at his false comment.

Y/N said, “Me’lal is the best.”

“Hmph, I don’t agree.” Neteyam argued. “I think you are, my oare.”

“The nickname is back?” Y/N mused and cuddled into his chest. The sun went down, and they stayed there until a loud horn was blown.

Neytiri ran to them and hurriedly asked, “Where is your brother?”

“I have no idea. Is he gone?” Neteyam says, and Neytiri nodded and dragged them to where Jake was with Tonowari and his sons.

Lo’ak was soon taken to the front of the large crowd and questioned by Tonowari. Apparently, Aonung and his friends took Lo’ak beyond the reef and left him there, but Lo’ak being a blame taker for once said it was his idea instead of Aonung’s. Neteyam and Y/N exchanged a brief look of disbelief.

“It’s ok, I got this. Thank you.” Jake bowed a bit for Tonowari then snatched Lo’ak’s shoulder and pushed him towards the marui.

“That complete idiot.” Neteyam laughed along with Y/N.

——

“We’re going to the Cove. Would you like to join?” Tsireya suggested to Y/N and Neteyam who agreed and got on their respective Ilus. The ride was peaceful and freeing for all the children.

Y/N was dazzled by the cove and their Tree of Souls which was underwater and shining.

“Neteyam, this place is magical.” Y/N excitedly smiled and went down to the wisps of the tree. Neteyam and the others followed and connected their hair to the branches/leaves. But the visit wad short lived after Kiri started seizing and Y/N acted quickly to pull her to the surface and on her Ilu. “We need to get her back now!”

The group raced to get back to the clan. “Dad! Mother!” Lo’ak and Neteyam were shouting as they neared the village, and their parents were waiting for them as they got off at the beach.

“What happened?” Jake looked to Y/N as he brought Kiri to the marui to lie her down.

“We were at the Cove and we were all visiting Eywa and then she started shaking.”

“Under the water?” Neytiri teared up.

“Yes, mother.” Lo’ak spoke, and Neytiri covered her mouth out of fear and crippling emotion for her daughter.

——

“Can you help her?” Neytiri angrily questioned Ronal who appeared to help Kiri. Ronal nodded. “Out! You are not doing anything!” Neytiri said to the sky people attempting to wake Kiri. They evacuated fast and Ronal moved to their place and began spiritually singing and waving pieces to awaken Kiri from her slumber.

“What if we didn’t move fast enough?” Y/N questioned and looked to Neteyam. He brought her in and held her head to his chest.

“It is ok. We did what we could.” Neteyam comforted Y/N. “Come, let’s go out to the reef.”

Y/N laid against the hard bark of the branch her and Neteyam found on the end of the reef, far from the village and Na’vi. As Y/N looked at the stars, Neteyam stared at her and admired the way she was beautiful without trying.

“Neteyam, do you like that star?” Y/N pointed to a bright, pink star in the sky.

“Mhm, very pretty.” He said, not taking his eyes off her.

“You didn’t even look, silly.” Y/N forced his head to look where she pointed. “See?”

“Yes, it is.” Neteyam commented.

“Are you still thinking about Kiri?” Y/N whispered. “Cause if you are, so am I and we should go back.”

“No, no. I am fine. That’s why we came here. To search for pretty stars.”

“Don’t mock, Neteyam.” Y/N replied and scooted down the branch, but Neteyam instantly pulled her back up to him.

“I wasn’t, my paysyul.”

“It sounded like it.” She caressed his face and put a braid behind his ear. “Did you hear Ngevi has a little crush on you?”

Neteyam counted the sparkles on her face as he responded, “No. I am not interested anyway.”

“Well, why not?” Y/N teased and brushed through the hair on his head. “She is supposedly the best basket weaver which you love doing.”

“I don’t want Ngevi.” Neteyam honestly admitted. “I have someone else on my mind, and she is so much better than Ngevi. A million times better actually.”

“Who? What, why wasn’t I told sooner? Am I not your best friend?” Y/N played along and pulled on a braid and made him wince. “Don’t tell me it’s Tsireya, Lo’ak would murder you.”

“It’s not her.”

“Oh, is it Kewwa? She’s so pretty.”

Neteyam sent her an odd look as she continued to guess Na’vi despite knowing exactly who it is, “No.”

“Really. Hm. Oh, I know. It’s Torei. She is the most wonderful dancer.”

“No, my oare. This girl is very special.”

“Is she from back home?”

“Technically.” He remarked, and Y/N put on her thinking face.

“So it is Me’lal?”

“Nope.”

Y/N pouted then pecked his lips and noticed the sky becoming infinitely darker, “We should go before we’re in a situation like Lo’ak.”

“You don’t want a search party?” Neteyam joked and straddled his Ilu.

“No, and I’ll race you.” Y/N shot back.

“It’s on.” Neteyam laughed, and the two were off back to the village at high speeds on the Ilus.

——

“The Tulkuns have come home.” Ronal happily expressed a few days after Kiri had been revived.

“Tulkun?” Y/N questioned the pregnant woman.

“They are like siblings to the Metkayina, spirit brothers or sisters.” Ronal explained as she rode on her Ilu to meet with Roa, her Tulkun spirit sister.

Y/N stayed back on the island to watch the interactions in awe of the large, sweet creatures. She wanted to be able to be welcomed like that into a family of her own. A mother, father, sister or brother. But she had none of those things. Only slim memory of her childhood before her mother was slaughtered by rogue sky people.

“Y/N.” Neteyam shook her shoulder and startled Y/N from her state of deep thought. “Are you alright?”

“Yes, just thinking.” Y/N mentioned.

“Oh, that’s quite hard for you.”

“Neteyam.” Y/N whined and threw him to the sand. “You are a child with these jokes, a baby.”

Neteyam only chortled and picked himself up. Instead of continuing to think about a family, Y/N decided to be productive and spear fish so the Sully’s could have a dinner worth eating. She gripped the spear and waited for a moderately sized fish came by. Once one did, there was no mercy as Y/N fired the spear right into the fish’s head. Y/N speared a few more before starting to skin the scales off and began to quietly sing to pass time.

“Oh, Eywa, hold on to me

Bless this body and ground

Pull me from the darkest heat

And from the loudest sound

Save me from ache and despair

Watch as I cry for spiritual rest

Rescue me from unloving care.”

“That was lovely.” Neteyam voiced from his seat on the sand.

“I suppose.” Y/N answered and finished up with the fish she was descaling and showed Neteyam proudly. “Six descaled in under 7 minutes.”

“You’re phenomenal.”

“Oh, Neteyam.” Y/N bashfully hummed. He liked his name when she said it. It always sounded like the songs she sings which are beautiful. “What a sweet boy you are.” She stuck her tongue out at him.

“It’s true, my yawne. Whether you believe me or not.” Neteyam told her and helped with carrying the fish to the marui. The Sully family was all there and thanked Y/N for her fish killing.

——

Y/N, the next morning, was awoken by a war cry. Everyone in their marui was running towards the sound which was from Ronal who was being held by Tonowari. Her spirit sister was in the middle of Tulkuns and floating on her side, not alive.

Y/N held back a sob. Maybe never having a family was better. No one to mourn for or to mourn for you when you’re gone. Neteyam embraced Y/N as they peered at Ronal swimming out to Roa with Tonowari, Neytiri and Jake.

“They’re hunting Tulkuns.” Someone said from within the gathering once the clan leaders returned.

“You’ve brought this war here!” Ronal screamed at Jake. “This is your doing.”

“And we are going to fight because we do not hide.” Tonowari declared.

“No, no, that is what they want. They’re trying to lure you out to get to me. Do not satisfy them.” Jake reasoned with Ronal and Tonowari then grabbed the tracking device from Tonowari and put it up for the whole clan to witness. “The sky people wanted us to know who did this. And they’re going to continue if we react. You need to tell the Tulkuns to leave. It is the only way to protect them.”

“Leave?” Ronal whimpered.

“They know our location and will wipe out the population, both Na’vi and Tulkun if they don’t leave.” Jake said.

Tonowari finally nodded and agreed to tell the Tulkuns to evacuate.

“Payakan.” Lo’ak mumbled and Y/N spun to face him. “I have to warn him.” Y/N gripped his hand. “Let me do this. I can’t have him defenseless.”

“Lo’ak! No!” Y/N yelled and ran after him after he shook her hold from him. “Let me help then.”

Neteyam entered the scene and stopped Lo’ak, “Neither of you are going. Lo’ak, I have to keep your ass here.”

“No, Payakan is my brother. I must help him.”

“I am your brother.” Neteyam gritted out through his fury. Lo’ak pushed him away and called for his Ilu and hopped off the netting and landed on the Ilu. “Come on!”

Neteyam and Y/N got on one Ilu and trailed after Lo’ak. Tsireya, Tuk, Kiri, Aonung, and Roxto came along as well. Lo’ak was on Payakan fighting the tracker that was on his back/fin. Y/N hurriedly jumped off the Ilu to help Lo’ak and get the tracker out.

“Guys, come on! Help!” Lo’ak yelled.

It became a group effort very quickly and everyone noticed the approaching RDA boat.

“Who’s the mighty one, now? Huh? Say it.” Neteyam took the time in everyone’s panicked state to gloat at Lo’ak.

“Now isn’t the time.” Y/N slapped Neteyam’s head and looped the rope around the tracking device then connected the other end of the rope to her ilu’s saddle. “Okay, come on. Pull on the thing when I start pulling, too.” She called to the Ilu and it started trying to swim. “Go!” Tsireya and Anoung pulled on it and it budged.

“Call Dad!” Neteyam said to Lo’ak as he helped the clan leaders’ children.

It finally broke loose and Y/N hurried to take off into the water with it. Everyone else got on their Ilus with Neteyam sharing with Aonung and swam away as the RDA submarines came crashing into the water. Y/N dropped the tracking device on a rock and found Kiri and Tuk in the water with no transportation. Y/N snatched their hands and made her Ilu go faster as a submarine almost grabbed them.

Y/N lost grip of Tuk and exclaimed underwater as her and Kiri got stuck in some seaweed. Her Ilu raced to safety, and Kiri connected to the wisps and put her hands and made large tentacles wrap around the submarine then the people in it. The two then went to an air bubble under a plant and caught their breath. “Did you see where Tuk fell?”

Y/N almost screamed when Tsireya popped out under her. “No I didn’t.”

They all looked to the side suddenly when a mechanical arm shot at the underside of their feet. The three Na’vi began swimming away and unfortunately were caught by the RDA and taken the big ship and tied to the railing. A moment later, Lo’ak was tied beside Y/N and Tuk next to Kiri.

Y/N could see in the distance, Jake, Tonowari, and Ronal leading a big squad of fighters. Lo’ak was pulled by Quaritch and his comms were ripped from him. “I know you can hear me now, Sully. I have three of your kids.”

“Four.” Jake retorted, and Y/N put her head on her forearms as she weeped.

“Ah, you claim this one as yours. I remember her, spat in my face.” Quaritch yanked Y/N back by her hair which made her yelp then immediately growl at him. “Ok, I see a little resemblance between her and your crazy wife.”

“What do you want?” Jake asked, knowing the answer.

“You, Sully. Alone.”

“And you’ll release them?”

“That easy.”

“Ok.”

As Jake began to come closer, Payakan shot out of the water and landed on the boat causing the attention to shift to him which gave Jake the time to signal for the army to attack. As the clan was fighting, the five captives were being jostled left and right because of the constant motion of the ship and gunfire. Neteyam managed to get on the boat during the commotion which brought happy tears to Y/N’s eyes. He cut the cuffs from everyone and urged them to jump in the water. Neteyam hugged Y/N and kissed her temple multiple times.

“Spider!” Lo’ak shouted to Neteyam and Y/N.

“Where is he?” Neteyam asked, a light grip on Y/N in fear she would be taken again.

“Captured.”

“Come on then.” Neteyam, Lo’ak, and Y/N traveled to find Spider and break him free. Y/N last second grabbed a gun from a fallen soldier on the ship and showed Neteyam. He rolled his eyes and held onto to his knife. The four crawled above the pipes where Spider was. On Neteyam’s signal, Y/N shot at the people in the water while Lo’ak made some of them fall in the water. They all ran behind a wall once Spider was retrieved and Y/N made them run info the water first before herself doing so. “Y/N, hurry!”

“Neteyam…” Y/N softly says. She starts to drown a bit and Neteyam holds her up as he searched for the problem.

“No, no, no, no. No!” Neteyam bellowed as he found her bullet wounds. “Hurry! The rocks!”

They got on the rocks and laid Y/N in a puddle of her own blood. She coughed some blood up and tried to hold Neteyam’s hand. He grasped it tightly.

“No!” Jake yelled when he dropped down to them. “Where does it hurt?”

“It’s ok.” Is all Y/N said.

“No, Y/N, sweetie, stay with me. Neteyam, where is the wound?” Neteyam pointed to her lower torso and her leg. “Tsireya, keep pressure on the one in her leg.” He then checked if there was an exit wound on her torso and didn’t find one. “Ok, ok, ok, Y/‘N hold on for me, please, ok.” Lo’ak kept pressure on the torso bullet wound.

Neytiri dropped from her Ikran and exclaimed, “No! Y/N! Daughter! Please, good mother!” Neytiri held Y/N’s face with gentlenesses unmatched by man. “Please, please.”

“Tiri, I am ok.” More blood came up with Y/N’s short statement. “Don’t cry for me, please.”

“No…” Neytiri painfully whispered. Jake pulled Neytiri out of it and convinced her to stay strong and help go get their daughters. “Stay strong for me. Strong heart.” Spider went with them.

“Will- will you sing for me, Nete?” Y/N mumbled to Neteyam. His tears clouded his vision as he nodded at her request.

“Eywa, oh, good mother

Take me by the hand

Sister and brother

Let us join hands

Sing to the one around us

In us, above and below

The all knowing

The bringer of rain or snow

Give me strength

Keep my heart flowing

Help me see again.”

“Me’lal would be jealous.” Y/N weakly joked, and Neteyam chuckled. “So, I saved you. Finally.”

“Silly girl.” Neteyam put a braid behind her ear and grazed her cheek with his thumb. “You will not do that ever again. So reckless, stupid.”

“Don’t describe my heroic moment as those words.” Y/N tried to lift a hand but couldn’t by herself so Neteyam helped and raised it to his face and held it there for her. He could feel the fragile curl of her fingers against his face. “My Neteyam.” He closed his eyes at her words and felt a tear run to his chin. “You are- are like Neytiri.”

“Hm?”

“Crying for someone who doesn’t deserve it.”

“You deserve everything good, including tears, that the good mother provides for you.” Neteyam scolded her basically, and Y/N smiled with a solid effort. “My oare, you have blessed my life.”

“Neteyam.” Y/N whimpered. “It hurts.”

“I know, I know. I am here.” Tsireya pushed harder along with Lo’ak.

“I wanna go home, please Neteyam.” Y/N sobbed and choked on her own blood.

“Get her up.” Lo’ak said and pushed her to a sitting position to which Neteyam went behind her to hold her upright. Lo’ak applied the pressure again. “Neteyam, I need to go help Dad, ok stay with them and apply pressure on her torso.”

Lo’ak was gone before Neteyam could utter anything, but he got past that and did what Lo’ak said. Tsireya distracted Y/N with stories from her childhood and tales of the Metkayina clan.

It was becoming lighter in the sky by the time Jake, Neytiri, Kiri, Tuk, Lo’ak and Spider came back to the rocks.

“How is she holding up?” Jake questioned as he stood above Y/N.

“She’s pretty bad. We need to get her to Norm.” Neteyam directed his father. Neytiri loaded Y/N on her Ikran with Neteyam holding up the rear so Y/N didn’t roll off. Until Norm could fly out to them again, Ronal bandaged Y/N the best she could and prayed to Ewya before giving Y/N back to the Sully family.

“Neteyam.” Y/N prodded as she traced his palms.

“Yes, my Y/N?”

“Will you take me to see the stars when I am better?”

“Of course.” Neteyam assured the girl in his arms who has yet to be treated properly by Norm.

“Norm’s here.” Norm announced himself as he ran into the marui.

“Don’t leave me, please, Neteyam.” Y/N begged him.

“I am not going anywhere.” Neteyam promised.

Norm put a breathing mask over her nose and mouth and started the operation of extracting the bullet from her torso and leg. Eventually, Neteyam was told to leave because he was stressing Norm out with his heavy breathing. Jake had to pull his son away from the girl and hold him outside the marui.

Norm came out of the marui after a few hours and said she is stable and the bullets are out, but it might take Y/N a while to wake up. Neteyam sprinted back in the marui to see Y/N laying peacefully with leaves and blankets surrounding her. He softly placed her body on his and allowed her to heal. Ronal came once more to give Y/N the best chance of fully recovering.

A day later, Y/N opened her eyes and found the Sully clan asleep next to her. She couldn’t exactly life herself so she poked at Lo’ak who was oddly closest to Y/N. He grunted and looked at who was sticking him with their pointy fingers. And after he saw who it was, he gasped and launched at her and gave the gentlest hug of her life.

“Why are you awake, skxawng?” Neteyam jostled awake from his spot at the side of Lo’ak. When he saw the excitement leaking from Lo’ak’s face and the girl he loved beaming at him, he shoved his brother and wrapped his arms around his Y/N. Giving her a million smooches all around her face and hair. “My love, my paysyul, my oare, my everything, my Y/N.”

“Wow, that’s a lot of names for me.” Y/N giggled and kissed his lips delicately and deeply. “My Neteyam.”

“I have never been more happy!” Neteyam grinned and continued holding her to his body intensely.

“Oh, you didn’t find a replacement?” She joked, and he just lightly squeezed her side and shook his head, chuckling.

“No one could ever amount to you, my yawne.”

#neteyam sully #neteyam x you #neteyam x reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam #neytiri #jake sully #avatar x reader #loak sully #kiri sully #tuk sully #sully family

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layzeal · 5 months

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picturing poor teenji in modern era growing up in the 2000s. he's in computer class. the lesson already ended but there's still time until the bell rings, so the kids are allowed to play flash games or visit any allowed website. wei ying slides his chair next to him and tries to annoy him into playing a flash version of smash bros (they'd share the same keyboard to play?? 😳😳) but he ignores him and brushes him off until he eventually gives up and goes bother jiang cheng instead. then, lan zhan overhears a group of girls giggling as they click on a Love Calculator at girlsgogames and then typing out different names and combinations, then loudly yelling and laughing at the results until the teacher tells them to tone it down

at home, he finishes his homework early and all his lessons, but neither brother nor uncle are home yet, so he decides to go use his uncle's computer to find and print some more music sheets. as he's browsing, his mind takes him back to class, and to the girls giggling. he brushes it off, focusing on seeing which music sheets he can practice, but his mind keeps wandering. after a long time, his cursor finally hovers to open a new tab. he types G, stops, then IRLSGO, stops again, sighing in frustration. why is he even doing this?

but the search function suggests the website a few rows down. somehow, he convinces himself that it's fine if he's just clicking a link, rather than typing it. the website opens, bright and colorful, and on the lower left in a small square, he sees that Love Calculator is already recommended as one of the most popular games, behind some doll dressing up, barbie games, and one with a girl with lasers in her eyes followed by a line of floating men. strange games that his female peers seem to play, he thinks

anxiously, his cursors hovers again, the arrow turning into a hand, pointing to the very middle of the heart, enticing him to click. he doesn't. he shakes his head and returns to the music sheet website, scrolls a bit, finds a few sheets, and finally sets it to print, but not without his eyes repeatedly glancing to the girlsgogames tab, still open next to it.

unfortunately, his uncle printer has always been a bit fickle, and it takes a while for it to understand the command. he sighs again, leaning his back on the chair to wait, and while he does, that cursed tab catches his eye again.

teenji purses his lips, biting the inside of his cheek. his hand moves, the tab reopens, and the colorful pink heart stares at him, daring. the printer is still making noises, but hasn't begun to print, and in his impatience, accidentally or not, he clicks on the game.

now this is the worst part

"your name" and "his or her name" sit blank on the screen as the heart in the center sparkles. lan zhan is thankful, at least, that it doesn't spell something ridiculous such as "your crush's name" or "your soulmate's name". this is distant, and doesn't necessarily signify romantic love (despite the sparkling hearts dancing on his monitor). it might just be a silly compatibility test, regarding two person's personalities and their affinity. lan zhan was young, but he knew there were many types of love. one could type the name of a friend, a family member, or an annoying classmate, and it wouldn't mean anything at all. it's just a ridiculous computer game, after all.

with this in mind, his chest feels lighter, and his hands don't tremble as he types "lan zhan" and "wei ying" respectively. the printer makes another sound, and the paper slides into it as the music sheet slowly takes form. finally, with just a bit of hesitation, he clicks on the bright pink button written in cursive font, "calculate".

the love meter fills as the hearts and names bubble and dance flamboyantly, and his printer sucks up another page. he doesn't stare at the screen, because as established, he does not care much for it, but the colors jitter on the corner of his eye, and he pretends not to pay attention to it, watching as the black notes and line come alive on the previously blank pages.

then, the screen changes, and something like confetti and sparkles move as the animation switches, signifying the result of the calculation was complete, and lan zhan does not move to look, the peripheral colors taunting him as he continues to watch the printer do its magical work.

but every respite has its end, and as he collects the papers and gathers them nicely on a thin pile, he realizes he must now turn around to close the tabs and shut off the computer. a voice in his mind reminds him of the big, bright button on the CPU — one click and he won't even need to look at the screen, and simply turn the computer off and leave the room, but he painfully turns the idea away. the teacher has said that this was not a good way to shut off a computer, and besides, what if the tabs stay open? what if next time his uncle turns on the monitor, he finds a bright heart flashing with his and wei ying's name, and the extremely high results of their relationship compatibility? no, the mere thought of it was nightmarish. he must face the girlsgogames tab alone if he wishes for his crimes to go unnoticed by any other soul.

so, slowly, with eyes slightly unfocused, he turns on the chair, and reaches for the mouse again, and a fleeting thought wishes he'd had removed his glasses before doing so. thus, impassive, lan zhan looks back at the screen, eyes focused on the red X at the top right corner, but for as much as he'd tried, the bright and colorful animations caught his attention, listless to his efforts, and right before the window closed and the vast green field and blue sky of his uncle's wallpaper welcomed him with open arms, a large, pink number had burned into his retina, and his cursor sat motionless over the "shut down" button for longer than he'd ever admit.

after that day, for reasons which lan huan is still not certain of, his didi became quite enthralled with the percentage of 33, even asking if it really was a low number or if there were any significances to it that they were not familiar with. lan qiren, however, could only wonder why the ads on the corner of some websites had begun to flash in pink, purple and white, suggesting girly games website which he'd never even heard of.

#lqr asks him what is girlsgogames one day and that's the day teenji desperately runs to learn what an anonymous tab is #modao #lace speaks #i don't know what this is pls don't ask SKHFKSHFKSHD #mdzs #teenji suffers more than anyone and no one recognizes his battles

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keisobe · 1 year

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: 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 — (𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦 + 𝐥𝐨’𝐚𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲)

— from avatar 2 : the way of the water (spoiler free!!)

contents. gn! reader, reader is a omaticayan, established relationships, angst, hurt/no comfort, emotional neglect, small kissing scenes, male red flags, the sully brothers being bad boyfriends + wc. 1.1k

notes. okay, so i write a lot of romantic + fluff drabbles of neteyam and lo’ak but i wanted to switch it up and write their red flags because guys are … guys. i realized i wrote a lot more for lo’ak, so i’m sorry about the word count difference between neteyam and lo’ak’s drabbles. enjoy reading some gut wrenching angst ♡

── ✦ 𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌 always put his family first. it was always charming to see him quickly scoop tuk into the warmth of his embrace or aid his mother when her emotions got too overwhelming. the days where you both spent together, making each other beaded jewelry or stargazing always put a smile on your face. until those days were always cut short.

“sorry, dad needs me right now,” neteyam would push you out of his arms, rushing to gear himself with his woven pouch and poisoned arrows. he leaves a chaste kiss onto your cheek and hairline before he sprints into the forest.

it’s his family, it was okay.

“kiri needs my help,” your body felt cold again— watching him sit up as he adjusted his leather belt, storing his hunting knife.

no word was spoken from your lips, instead you replied with complete silence. neteyam didn’t glance away from his scattered belongings— collecting them as fast as he could.

this time there wasn’t a kiss, but only the coldness biting your bare skin— neteyam ran off once again.

okay, this wasn’t okay.

“hey, is everything all right?” his honey glazed eyes shifted from the dusky sky, now gazing at your contorted features.

though you wanted to hold back, lie to his face. the feelings became too overwhelming— you had to tell him.

“no neteyam, nothing is all right,” you sat up, gazing down at the incomplete bracelet that sat limp on your dainty wrist.

“what’s wrong?” neteyam replicated your movements— sitting up as he gently rested his hand on your shoulder.

there was a brief pause, the rustle of leaves filling the silence. neteyam was patient, watching your small movements. a sniffle came from your nose.

“it’s you,” your lips quivered as you said that. “you keep leaving me.”

neteyam shuffled in his seat a bit, a dry chuckle escaping his lungs.

“my family needs me,” he excused, shaking his head at your words. “you know that.”

he would never understand, it made you angry.

you swatted his hand off your shoulder, scooting away from the warmth of his skin— as much as you didn’t want to.

“no neteyam, it’s hard,” you turned your head away from him, tears welled up in your yellow eyes. “it’s like… like you don’t value our time.”

his lips pressed together as he avoided your gaze, thinking about what to say.

before neteyam could reply back, you stood up without ease— swiping off the tears that fell on your arms and knees.

“this time i’ll leave first,” you muttered, escorting yourself into the depths of the darkened forest.

guilt buried deep within neteyam’s gut. he had to make it right, but did he have time to get to you before—

“bro, i really need your help, like right now!” lo’ak’s desperate voice blasted through the speakers of his throat comm.

his eyes glanced back and forth between where you left in the hollow forest to the familiar direction of his home.

slowly adjusting his heavy pouch and clawed knife, neteyam takes a deep breath, turning his thick heels towards the right— back to his home.

family always came first and it’ll always be like that.

── ✦ 𝐋𝐎’𝐀𝐊 lived life on the edge. venturing out when everyone else rested for the night, weaving through the thick veins and feeling sap kissing the bottoms of his feet. there was always a surge of energy when he didn’t stick to the rules— he didn’t feel bound by his family, by the people from his clan. though his risky attempts to sneak off every night led you to be the one always by his side. you just wanted him to be safe.

“lo’ak, you’ll definitely get in trouble for this!” you warned, watching him skip across the tree bark towards an unknown, mossy area that was banned from being entered.

he briskly looked back before taking another leap, a smug smirk planted on his face.

“come on, don’t be such a wuss,” lo’ak shrugged his shoulders, voice sprinkled with utter sarcasm. the tips of your ears burned with frustration but also a tinge of fondness.

when he ran off, you followed.

“don’t hold that lo’ak!” lo’ak waved the heavy gun into the air, his finger lightly settled on the trigger.

after a successful raid, the omoticaya clan celebrated into fits of traditional cheers and clatters of new military artillery were being passed along to a more secure storage area. lo’ak happen to get his hands onto a stray gun left during the raid.

“it’s fine, my dad taught me how to use it,” lo’ak reassured, aiming the gun towards random directions. you let out a sigh, a small smile snuck onto your face.

“lo’ak!” a familiar voice shook your spine.

the olo’eyktan, jake sully, stood tall among the crowd— a scorn tucked into the wrinkles of his face.

quickly, you snatched the gun from lo’ak’s grasp, throwing it down onto the dirt floor as you knelt down. you felt jake’s presence grow near, every nerve in your body felt like needles prickling on your skin.

you picked up the gun, raising your head high to meet jake’s hard glare.

“this was a stray gun, someone probably dropped it while it was being passed,” you explained, gently handing the gun to jake.

lo’ak didn’t say a word, silently observing you deceive his father.

jake simply nodded, fishing off the gun from your grasp— walking off towards a group of fellow clan members to continue the formation.

“thanks,” lo’ak smiled, kneeling down himself to give you a tight back hug. the two you erupt into relieved laughter, a plethora of kisses adorned your face and shoulders.

when he’s in trouble, you covered for him.

“what is the meaning of this?”

neytiri and jake eyed both of you in disappointment— watching the fiddle of your fingers and the way your eyes darted with nervousness. once again, lo’ak ventured out into the forbidden parts of the forest, forcing you to accompany him. both of his parents caught you in the middle of the act, dragging you back home without a word.

“it was me,” you raised your hand, looking deeply into lo’ak’s worried eyes. “i wanted to see what was there, so i forced lo’ak to go with me. it’s all my fault.”

neytiri pouted at your explanation, glancing at jake for his insight. with a silent agreement, they both nodded their heads.

“then you’re banned from hunting for a week,” jake announced, the color in your face vanishing completely.

lo’ak flinched at his father’s words, his lips parted— but nothing came out.

though you took the blame, you wanted lo’ak to at least defend you— maybe even confess to all his rebellious behavior that put you in so many difficult situations.

neytiri walked over to you and firmly latched onto your arm, escorting you back into your tent.

you looked back to lo’ak, but he never met your eye.

when he’s silent, you took the blame for him, but he couldn’t bring himself to say a word.