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milequaritchsslut · 11 months

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Pairings: Neytiri x reader, Ronal x reader, Z-dog x reader, Tonowari x Reader, Miles x Reader,

Warnings: yandere, sub-dom relationships, sub reader, p in v, fingering, keeping tabs on you, overly possessive partners, hissing, daddy kink, mommy kink, mentions of killing, ownership kink, collar kink, poisoning, lying

Miles

- He’s definitely an angry yandere, getting overly irritated over the smallest of things. The way people look at you, for even a brief second. He’s convinced himself that everyone is trying to take you away from him, literally everyone. Even his own teammates, Lyle, Z-dog, and Ja.

- He gets irritated when he has to be gone on a mission for more then two days, he can’t see his little princess :(. And he’ll be in a bad mood for the rest of the mission because of it.

- He walks around, his tail tightly wrapped around your small thigh, sometimes even your arm. It’s a way he protects what’s his, so you’ll never be too far from him. It might leave a mark once in awhile, if your being a brat, or someone comes up to talk to you while he’s next to you. He’s the only one who gets your attention, he’s the only one worthy of it.

- There’s no question about it, he’d kill for you easily. Whether you ask for it or not, he kills people all the time, this would be no different.

- He makes sure that he knows everything that’s going on with you. Every single little detail, and he’ll even remind you of interactions you literally forgot about. He keeps tabs on everywhere you go, making sure your clocking in with the lab coats. What time you get back to your room, how many meals you ate. Who you talked to and why, and he’ll overly question you when you tell him it was a male coworker. He makes mental notes of who you do and don’t like, he’ll make sure to be extra rude to them when he passes by.

- He uses his high position to get you special things around the base. Maybe a steak dinner, new clothes you’ll like. He showers you in gifts whenever you ask, but most of the time he surprises you. Somehow your room will be under repair, and you’d have nowhere to go. But of course he’ll be there with open arms, waiting for you to ask. “Of course sweetheart!” “Your always welcome here princess”.

- He makes you scream that he owns you, that you only belong to him. And him alone. He’s rutting into you ruthlessly, your heavy pants and moans being heard from outside the door. His hands gripping onto your waist, definitely leaving marks for tomorrow. He watches you with a sly smile, his canines showing through to you. He looks almost evil, his mind relishing in the way he can control you. “C’mon say it baby” he’d coo mockingly, his hips hitting your thighs at an obnoxious pace. But all you could do was mumble out random words, trying your best not to cry. “I said say it” he’d hiss out, your cunt clenching around him deliciously. “Y-you own me daddy!” You’d whine out, head thrown back as tears prickle at the sides of your eyes.

Ronal

- We all know she’s a dom, even more now that she’s met you. She’s obsessed, all she thinks about is how your doing while your away. Counting down the minutes until she can see you again. She worries so much for her precious girl, her sweet little thing. So small and pretty, for only her to have. She wants you, hungry for your pretty little hands in hers. Your breathe heaving on her neck as her fingers plunge deeper and deeper into you.

- She thinks of you all day, wondering how her darling is doing. The second she gets home, she’s dashing to you. Asking you how you’ve been, what you did today. And especially who you talked to, and if they treated you good or not.

- Her eyes widen in shock as she sees that you had been hurt during a hunt. “Oh my precious girl!” “Do not be so reckless” “Come over here” looking up at you, as your tiny frame stands before her. Her hands holding yours, an angry expression on her face as she begins her lecture. “You cannot be so stupid y/n” she’d hiss out, her angry radiating off her body. After she’s done scolding and patching you up she’ll sit you on her lap, kissing your neck softly. Happy that your home safe with her, her arms wrapping around your waist as she tells you about how much she loves you. “That was scary ma y/n” she’d hum into your ear, a warm smile on her face. The heat of your body colliding together to form a higher temperature. “I love you so much”

- She doesn’t let you outside, unless it’s completely necessary. And that’s once in a blue moon, maybe, just maybe once a week. She’s very strict with you, scared she’ll lose you. She can’t have her precious baby getting hurt can she? So she doesn’t let you see the outside world, keeping you hidden from the cruel world that lurks outside.

Z-dog

- This woman is batshit crazy, nothing you’ve ever seen before.

- She’s obsessed with your body, touching every part of you. Fantasying about the feeling of your bodies colliding. Your hot breath on her as she kisses down your neck sensually. She’s all over you when you two are alone. Placing you on her lap, telling you about what a good girl you are for mommy. “Such a good girl for me” “My little slut” she’d hum into your ear, nibbling on your neck, her hands wandering lower and lower by the second.

- She puts a collar around you when your alone. She owns you so what better way to show you. A light pink collar, sliver spikes coming out of it. Similar colored leash tied to it, pulling it and yanking on it while she’s rutting into you from behind. Your gasps and mewls pushing her along more and more.

- She marks you when you go out to work, bite marks trailing down your thighs. Her smell lingering on your body no matter how much perfume you put on.

- She death glares everyone who looks at you, talks to you, or even mentions your name. It doesn’t matter if their being nice or not, they don’t have any right to talk about her beautiful girl without her permission.

Tonowari

- Such a sweetie pie, making sure your fed and full every hour. Cooing into your ear about how much he loves you, and how he’ll never leave you. Loves the way your skin feels on his, he likes your thighs. He watches you walk sometimes, mesmerized by your body. So soft and plush for him, he loves holding you close. Sitting you on his lap as he nuzzles into your neck.

- He always wants to hear about how your day went. But the second you mention another man he goes dead silent, staring you down while he anger rises. He shuts you up right away, hissing at the thought of you in the same proximity of another male other then him. The thought haunts him, he can’t have it that way. He despises it when you talk to other men without his permission. He hates it

- He might even make you sick himself, scared you’ll leave him. Maybe he puts some of that fruit in your meal that your obviously allergic to and watches you cough and feel confused. But of course he’s at your beck and call! “My precious girl!” He shouts as he picks you up in his arms as he kisses and cuddles you. Making you feel all better, reminding you about how much he actually takes care of you. He then blames it on someone else, saying it was probably that boy you were talking to who gave you that fruit. And of course you believe him! Why ever would he lie to you?

Neytiri

- She’s probably the most possessive out of everyone, maybe not the most obsessed but overly possessive. Her mind has warped her perspective of the world, your the only thing that matters now. The only one who she needs to care about, and care for. Your her number one priority now, even over herself.

- She always makes sure your doing your best, pushing you to do better at anything. Always helping you with training, joining you during hunts. She just wants what’s best for you, even if that means pushing you to do your best.

- She’s always watching, making sure you don’t go to far from her. Mesmerizing your whole schedule, every little step you make she knows about. She’s always ‘accidentally’ bumping into you while your doing your chores.

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backmuscles21 · 2 months

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In The Open

Recoms x Reader

Summary: Literally a few small blurbs of the different times your lovers have caught you being fucked by your other lovers. I want to start writing for poly recoms cause I've been reading that and there isn't enough and it's a hyper fixation so imma flood the market, I love poly shit. I wanted to get a feel for them first so this is just a short guy and I'll hopefully write something much longer and more detailed soon.

Warnings: Smut, semi-public sex, explicit language, public sex

You were on the bench in the recom-only gym, your knees and elbows resting on the bench as Lyle held your hips and fucked into you. He was relentless too, your head hung low as you moaned out loudly. Lyle stared at the large gym mirrors to watch as he fucked you, it only made him hornier, somehow. He lifted his one leg up to rest on the bench to thrust into you harder.

Then the door opened and some other recoms walked in.

“Dude what the hell,” Lopez said.

“You started the show without us?” Walker laughed out.

“Hell yeah,” Lyle chuckled.

Prager who stood there shocked, finally moved, he moved in front of your face.

“That good baby? Is Lyle fucking you good?”

You nodded.

Lyle grabbed your braid and pulled your head back and you cried out.

“Words buttercup.”

“It feels so good. Lyle’s cock feels so good, so deep.”

Prager’s hand caressed your cheek, “you look fucked dumb baby. Think you can handle another after Lyle?”

“Maybe. She’s cummed four times already.”

“Explains why she can barely hold herself up,” Lopez laughed.

“Just wait till the Colonel sees this,” Walker chuckled sitting down on a different bench.

Funny enough even though you were dating all of the recoms, you did still enjoy a semblance of privacy. However, that is thrown out of the window with the number of times you are engaged in sexual activity in public spaces and your other lovers enter. Like the time Zdog decided that eating you out on the canteen table was a great idea. They all knew what they did was no secret, they were worried about privacy when places they were doing these things were in recom only areas.

Your hand was gripping onto the hairs of Zdog’s mohawk as her face was pushed in between your thighs. Your back was resting on the corner of the table and your legs were resting over Zdog’s shoulders and onto her back. Your head was thrown back and pressed into the silver metal table, it would’ve been freezing if you were sweating currently. The door opened to Lyle, Miles and Ja, they stopped in their tracks, you didn’t hear a thing until you heard Lyle snicker.

Your tired eyes opened and you used your abs to slightly lift your head and shoulders off the table to see who entered.

“Well, I’ll be damned,” Miles chuckled.

Ja’s face was a bright purple, the blush was so deep on this poor boy, he’d never walked in on one of his lovers in the act. He knew about it, he knew it was happening around the base, and his lovers talked about it. He had just never experienced it and this poor innocent little boy couldn’t take it. He had watched his lovers fuck you before and had fucked you while the others watched but that was all planned, it was never like this.

Lyle clapped his hands on Ja’s shoulder, “too much for you baby boy.”

Ja shook his head, “just caught off guard.”

“Mhm,” Miles said as he came up to you and squatted down by your face and you moved your head over to look at him.

Zdog knew exactly what she was doing, she was playing a game, and she was holding you back until the right moment. As Miles brushed some hair out of your face and went to speak, probably something very degrading. Zdog made you cum, your eyes squeezed shut and your head moved closer to your body. Your hand gripped Zdog’s hair harder and gripped the side of the stainless-steel table, Miles smirked at your reaction, all the boys did, they knew what just happened.

“You really know what you're doing Z. Always waiting for the right moment,” Miles said.

Zdog pulled away from your dripping pussy and smiled at Miles before she went to kiss you, forcing you to taste yourself. Your hands wrapped around her neck as you kissed her, your tongue licking up her chin, you only now can hear the sounds of Ja’s sweet soft moans. You open your eyes to look at what is happening, Zdog moves from your mouth to kiss down your neck.

Currently, Lyle had his hand down Ja’s pants and was stroking him to heaven, the poor boy was so turned on and very hard but couldn’t bring himself to touch himself, so Lyle did it for him. Zdog sat you up and removed your RDA standard issue tank top and helped you take your tight sports bra off.

“So, which one of you boys wants her first?”

Better yet, everyone's favourite time was when you were all going on your first mission as recoms and you all agreed that there was to be no funny business. But Lopez can’t keep his hands to himself and as they are taking off, he already has two fingers in you. Some looked at him with a ‘really?’ face and others, Lyle, had the biggest smirk.

Lopez leaned into your ear, “better stay quiet, don’t want any of the little guys to hear.”

His snicker and his command made you squirm and he knew it too, he knew that’d get you going, he wanted the human pilots to hear and see. He wanted those humans to see that he could get pussy on the reg and they were still fucking their fists at night.

“Colonel gave us strict orders to follow and you can’t keep your hands to yourself for five minutes?” Mansk said from across Lopez.

Lopez stared at his fanged smile in the reflection of Mansk’s glasses, “she’s just sitting here, lookin’ all pretty, what did you expect me to do?”

“Listen to direct orders?”

“Like he wouldn’t fuck her now if he could?”

“We all would, but we have responsibilities. Did you not get enough of her last night?”

Lopez’s fingers still curled within you as your hips thrusted to make his fingers move more, your eyebrows were pressed together as you could feel pleasure building.

“Look at that, I’ll never get enough. How could any of y’all stay soft seeing this.”

“Because we fucked her last night.”

“I mean so did I, but this face never leaves my thoughts.”

“Geez, you guys are worse than Lyle,” Walker spoke up with a laugh.

“Hey, I mean it is nice, I’ll side with Lopez on that. I’ll always get bricked up for that.”

“You know, as much as I enjoy this and getting off is amazing. We have a job to do and I’d rather not be horny all mission,” you panted out.

“Fine, you win,” Lopez pulled his fingers out and pulled his mask down enough to suck his fingers before placing the mask where it originally was. “But this ain’t over when we get back ooo boy.”

Even better that time you all had a whole bunch of medical appointments after you first woke up but decided that fucking was a great idea before that. You were all so used to it as humans that waking up in your Na’vi bodies didn’t change anything. Going to physicals with multiple bite marks and hickies and bruises, made all the scientists nervous, they questioned you all about it. Of course, none of you told them what actually happened.

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anangelwhodidntfall · 11 months

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Intimacy Challenge: Day (6)

30 Day Intimacy Challenge

word count: 2k

Day 6: afternoon delight is a term for a midday sexual encounter, often between or instead of scheduled events.

A/N: I'm really nervous about this, i typically stay away from writing anything related to smut only leading up to it, so I apologize if this sucks <3

Tsu'tey:

"Need you yawne." Your mate had said wrapping his arms around you and pulling you flush against him as you placed kisses along your neck.

"I'm already yours my love." You said to him as kept placing kisses along your neck as he undid your top letting it fall to the floor.

You turned into his arms and wrapped your arms around his neck as you kissed him. He deepened the kiss as he picked you up which caused you to wrap your legs around his waist as he walked you guys over to your bed. He gently laid you down on the bed without breaking the kiss and started to untie your loincloth as you did the same for him until you both were able to take them off fully.

"So beautiful ma y/n." He said smiling at you as he continued to work his way down your body.

"Ma Tsu'tey.....please..." You said as his tongue worked wonders on you as you softly grinded into his face tanging your hands in his braids.

You just barely catch on to the way his hips are moving; letting out soft grunts into your pussy as he focuses solely on making you feel good.

After that first orgasm, he then lines his self up with your entrance before gently sliding into you as you are caged underneath him with his lips on yours. Once you give him the okay to move, he begins thrusting in and out kissing all over your body adding to your pleasure before you feel that familiar feeling.

"Ma Tsu'tey....I'm gonna..." You say though breathless moans.

"I know Ma Yawne, I am too. Go ahead and go cum for me." He says as you pull him closer to you so you could kiss as your orgasm washed over you.

You laid there catching your breath and coming back to reality when you felt him cleaning you up there making you jerk from how sensitive you still were.

"So sorry yawne." He said placing a kiss on your lips.

Z-dog:

You were in your room getting changed after one of the interns accidentally spilled coffee over your outfit before your meeting in an hour, so you ran back to your room to see if you had anything else that look decent enough for you to change into before your meeting. You were shuffling through your drawers looking for another outfit just in your bra and panties when you heard your door open and close.

"Now this is a sight I could get used to coming home and seeing." Your girlfriend said walking over to where you were at.

"Stop I'm not even supposed to be here, I just came to change because one of the interns decided to decorate my outfit with coffee before my big meeting in an hour.

"My love, you sound so frustrated...why don't you let me help you out a little?" She said placing kisses along your neck and ear while her hands explored your body.

"Baby...you know...I can't..." You said struggling to keep your composure as she worked along your neck and hands started to play with your breasts.

"Come, love, you know I can make it quick when I need to. Let me take care of you and if you happen to be late, then it will be the intern's fault and not yours." She said softly turning you around to face her.

You sighed looking at your watch and seeing you had time to do some before your meeting, and decided to fuck the meeting, if you were late then you were late.

"Fuck it." You said crashing your lips on hers which made her smile.

She picked you up and set you on your bed and went back to kissing you and leaving marks all over your body as she lowered herself down. You lifted up your hips, as she pulled your underwear down and toss them somewhere before diving straight into your cunt as if it was her last meal.

"Alicia......baby.." You said through moans feeling your orgasm approaching.

"That's it, baby, just let go, I’ve got you.” She said looking at you as she continued her assault.

Soon your orgasm washed over you, and you just laid there struggling to catch your breath while your girlfriend got up to most likely get something to clean you up. You watched as she shuffled through your drawers before pulling out something with a smile making you look at her confused.

"You feel better now?" She asked you.

"Definitely, thank you, baby." You said leaning up and placing a kiss on her lips.

"No need to thank me, always happy to help. I found you something that you might be able to wear for your meeting." She said.

Jake:

"We gotta be quick baby, I'm supposed to meet Tsu'tey and the other warriors here in twenty." Jake said to you as you climbed his lap and aligned yourself with his cock before sinking down on it.

"Well, I guess we are good at making things quick." You said smirking at him before attaching your lips to his.

"You're trouble, you know that?" He asked you as he bounced you up and down while attacking your chest with kisses.

"But yet you still love me." You said with a breathless moan.

"You know it, baby, here give me a kiss." He said leaning up and attaching his lips to yours.

Soon enough you felt the familiar sensation in your stomach making you breathless and grind more into Jake who just kept his pace going.

"I know baby, I've got you." He said placing kisses all along your neck.

Soon your orgasm washed over you as you held on to Jake as he kept fucking you through it and soon you felt his release as well. You guys just sat there still connected catching your breaths when Jake gently pulled out of you and carried you over to your bed.

"You alright baby?" He asked you.

"Yeah just need a few minutes." You said sleepily as he set some water and food beside your bed.

"Sorry to just fuck you and leave you but Tsu'tey will be here any minute but I did leave some water and food for you." He said.

"It's alright, I understand ma Jake." You said.

"I love you, baby, I'll be back soon." He said placing a quick kiss on your lips.

"Love you too Ma Jake." You said to him.

Neteyam:

"Shh, we can't wake her up." Neteyam said making you giggle as he kissed your neck.

"I know and we gotta hurry up because her sleep schedule is so unpredictable." You said to him.

"Then let's not waste anytime." He said smiling at you as he undid your loincloth and lined himself up with your entrance.

He gently slide in and it was a bit uncomfortable at first but you knew once he did it again the feeling would go away after all it had been a few months since he's been inside of you so you had to get readjusted to his size.

"Are you okay ma y/n?" He asked worriedly seeing in discomfort.

"Yeah just a little sore from her is all, please continue." You said to him.

"I don't know if I should. I don't want you..." He was saying before you cut him.

"Ma 'Teyam, I've been waiting for this moment for weeks please don't take it from me." You said making him smirk.

"So I have my love. Just tell me the second you felt any discomfort and we can stop without any questions." He said making you smile at how caring he was.

"I will, I promise. Now give me a kiss." You said pulling him towards you.

Once he slid in again, the discomfort went away like you knew it would. The only sounds in the tent were the sounds of ya'lls breathless moans and grunt and soon you felt the sensation in your stomach and you could tell your mate did too. At the same time, your orgasms washed over each other making him collapse on to you, while ya'lls caught your breaths.

"How was it ma y/n?" He asked you worriedly.

"Just perfect as I remember it." You said smiling at it.

"Good, I forgot how much I missed your body ." He said kissing you.

"Right on cue." You said with a laugh at the sound of your daughter's cries.

"Stay right here, I got her." He said standing up and walking over to where she slept.

He walked back over to your bed with your daughter in his arms and took a seat next to you with a smile on his face.

Tarsem:

He had come for lunch in a mood over something that went wrong with training and apparently Tsu'tey chewed him out for it. He was just so frustrated and you didn't know to calm him down so you grabbed his face and placed a kiss on his lips which he responded to by deepening it.

"Ma love, I have to go back after lunch." He said.

"Well, it's a good thing we are good at making things quick hmm?" You asked him as he sighed after kissing you like that, there was no way he couldn't finish.

"Yeah, it is." He said picking you and carrying you to the bed.

Once you were set on the bed, you guys went back to kissing while your hands wandered all over each other's bodies making you both moan. He worked his way down your body and then he undid his loincloth tossing it somewhere before lining himself up with and gently caging you under him while he slide in.

"Fuck you were made for me flower." He said as he thrust in and out of you.

All that came out of you were moans and a few purrs from how much you were enjoying it. He kept kissing you and placing kisses all over your body when you started whimpering letting him know you were close.

"I know flower, I'm almost there too." He said to you.

Your orgasm washed over you first and then his happened and now you two were laying there catching your breath when he turned on his side to look at you.

"Thank you flower, I needed that." He said placing a kiss on your forehead.

"Your welcome, hopefully, Tsu'tey will be in a better mood after lunch or I'll come to beat him up myself." You said making him laugh.

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xandy-toady · 1 year

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Zdinarsk x Afab!Reader || Relationship + NSFW HCs

I love her sm, would let her eat me out deadass bHAHEHSBSHUS

Happy Valentine’s babes!! A gift from me to you, a treat!! 💞

Warnings ; Strap on, oral, daddy kink, exhibition kink, fingering, lmk if I missed anything that should be here!!

MAJORITY NSFW THEMED MINORS DNI

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>Ever the flirt, she makes it her mission to get you flustered or smiling once every day

>Just saying a sweet I love you out of no where which always catches you off guard—it’s so fucking sweet when she just suddenly blurts an “I love you y’know” :((

>Staring lovingly just knowing you can feel her watching

>A hand grabbing your ass, some blatantly dirty comments in front of others—

>Whispering how she wants to bend you over right here on the table with everyone’s watching, hand creeping up your thigh

>Yeah she fingered you under the table, thank god for the mess that was the Recoms and their never ending noise making

>You’d be caught if it weren’t for the ruckus around, your own twitching movements unnoticed the smell however not so much, blue heads eyeing around every so often unsure of where the smell was coming from exactly, Zdinarsk was bold but they never assumed you to be the type to do shit like this—

>Had you bent over the table as soon as everyone had left, mouth sloppily eating you out

>Genuinely was such good head, both of you a bit more excited then usual at the rush, Zdinarsk was basically drunk on you at this point, slurping and loudly moaning loudly to let you know you taste so fucking good to her

>Just straight up porn echoed in the recom dining room—

>She finds lots of her own pleasure in you

>ANYWHO

>Zdinarsk KNOWS what’s she’s doing—

>Though she isn’t just the flirty, horny lesbian girlfriend!

>She’s constantly bringing things, usually a pretty flower she knows is safe from having to look up what flowers you could or couldn’t touch, yes she went to your fellow “science pukes” to ask, no she will never admit she asked for a little help Your colleagues told you abt it, lowkey cried it was v sweet that she put in that effort just so she could bring back safe flowers for you :((

>Definitely is one to love when you run to greet her, genuinely jump on her

>She loves seeing you so happy to see her :((

>Quaritch always nudging her when he spots you in knowing, scoffing a bit in amusement at how his colleagues ears perked in knowing that was a signal from him

>Always catches you too, will effectively spin the two of you around together :((

>Some of her favourite time spent with you is when you’re in her bed, tucked away in her arms as you sleep.

>She enjoys your company, even when you’re not awake she loves it!

>Fondly stroking your head, purrs increasingly in volume and her tails swaying calmly and happily

>SLOW BLINKS AT YOU JEHDUDHS Just like cats, Na’vi subconsciously will blink slowly at something they love, and Zdinarsk is just jdjdhdisnd :(((

>Its the best, even when she says something so vile and dirty to you, you know she doesn’t mean the cruel words spilling from her mouth it at the way her eyes blink so slow

>Riding her strap and you can’t help but lean in for a quick kiss, returning your own small ‘Love you too!’

>Its such a sweet moment

>Though through the simple kiss, it spurred her on quickly turning into her fucking up into you when she decided your pace wasn’t good enough

>Fingers circling your sore pulsing clit making your head go back to blank, previous thoughts of softness replaced with only her and her touch, Zdinarsk’s name on repeat

>Sitting up a bit seeing you starting to become more limp, leaning on her forearms all to mock your desperate moans up close, laughing almost evilly under her breath when all you can do is sob out for her and claw at her

>Lowkey call her daddy in bed and see what happens

>Because when you joked around and called her daddy one time, a new kink was unlocked, she learned she loves being called Daddy

>She dragged you away after a minute of staring with blown pupils, because holy shit she needed you right now

>She ruined you that night

>Made you beg for daddy’s touch, she got very into it for hours, you genuinely had to stop her before you were only in pain—you usually only sprinkle daddy in sometimes when you’re in the mood for being 100% her little slut

>God she fucking loves waking up to nail marks across her body—

>The painful sting when she glides her hand over a particularly deeper scratch you had made, smirking wide

>She had got up for the washroom, and now she found herself admiring the small trails you left behind on her

>Coming back to you fast asleep, bruised and lips swollen from the night she spent essentially devouring you

>Now that she was more awake, she could actually take you in

>Sitting by your sleeping form and taking every bit of the peace in, thinking on and on about how she just wants you to be safe and to always feel loved, thinking about how badly she loves you and what’s in store for the future—

>Actually like?? Talks to you while you’re asleep too lmao?? You’ve woken up a few times to listen in on her troubles

>She’s not the best w saying what’s bothering her, as most of the soldiers are, but you know she’ll always tell you when you’re asleep, it’s nice to still somewhat be there for her, even while asleep, knowing it helps her out is all you need (You do bring up certain things of course when you wake up those odd few times and are concerned)

>Zdinarsk rolling up to the gym in a sports bra and her usual pants, absolutely showing of the marks you gave her, which ends in Lopez finding you to ask how your evening with your giant GF was you punched him for that one, meanwhile your heavily tattooed friend just cackled at you >:(

>She just loves the stares, like yeah you better fucking look? Just showing off

>Especially when she swings around after hitting the gym, approaching you basically half nude while other scientists stared and gawked at her

>Lyle hyping her up when he sees her, makes a big scene commenting on how she definitely got busy last night, asks for details like an intrusive weasel LMFAO—

>When you walk by her when she’s sitting, it’s more often then not that she pulls you into her lap

>Gently guiding you to rest on her legs

>Her hands always at your waist too, she’s obsessed whether you have curves or not, it’s just the perfect place for her hands to go on you!

>Thumbs rubbing your sides soothingly 😭

>She wears her strap in public so much idc idc

>Zdog needs to make sure she’s prepared of course! prepared for whenever she needs you bent over for her—

>Doing gun training and it’s cut short by her demanding you put the assault rifle you held down, to bend over all pretty over the gun table

>Or when she saw the opportunity to fuck you on Lyle’s bed, Lyle was livid but also really turned on at the fact two people w pussies had been kissing and fucking on his bed, idc he’s a bit of a perv sometimes we love him for it though ✋

>Often makes you ride her strap

>Something about seeing you on top of her makes her eyes roll right back ✋

>KEKEKEKEJEBDJ HOPE YOU ENJOYED, HAPPY VALENTINES TO EVERYONE EXCEPT THE CISHETS KEKEKRKKJK REQUESTS OPEN!!

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tojisun · 10 months

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my girls <3

zdog/zdinarsk x fem reader; neytiri x fem reader

: just super duper short headcanons because i luv them both so much and im needy afff; zdinarsk is so mommy in a daddy way yk? and neytiri’s so mother ‼️; i need them so bad its insanee; hope yall would like these teehee

zdinarsk is the type to chew her gum slowly, eyeing you, before reaching forward to cup your jaw with one hand to kiss you so filthily. she tastes of cherry, her tongue is warm as it tangles with yours, before she nips your bottom lip with her teeth. her fangs puncture your tender skin, drawing a bead of blood, before she’s pulling away, smirking at your dilated eyes and your muted gasps. too distracted by her kiss, you didn’t even realize she passed your her gum mid-kiss until she’s walked away, leaving you gobsmacked in the middle of an abandoned hallway in the bridgehead avatar compound.

zdinarsk is the type to push you behind her taller body when the rest of the recoms start to tease too much. she snaps her teeth at ja and lightly pushes him away from you two when he draws too close. she rolls her eyes at wainfleet’s wolf whistles and gives him the finger, grumbling underneath her breath when it just makes him laugh harder. she glares at walker when she teasingly insinuates that she’s better than zdinarsk for you. you know it’s all made in jest and to show that you all are a tight-knit, but zdinarsk doesn’t care, she shields you from them all the same. in the comfort of your room, she cuddles with you as if to reassure herself that you’re still hers.

neytiri is the type to crawl into your lap when she wants kisses, her fingers trailing across your arms before she’s looping hers around your neck. she nuzzles your nose with hers, puffs of her breaths tickling your lips, before she’s finally pressing close, slotting her lips with yours. she hums in the kiss, starting slow, and you hold her by the waist when she begins to lick at your lips. when you part them open, letting her tongue meet yours, you hear her sigh happily in the kiss, a breathy moan spilling from her plush lips. she devours your own hiccuped gasps, and you feel dizzy as she continues to kiss you, feeling your skin warming up as you hold her.

neytiri is the type to loop her tail around your leg, keeping herself close to you. it doesn’t matter what the occasion is, as long as standing beside you is permitted, her tail always coils around one of your legs. tsu’tey always teases her that she’s being clingy, but you come to her defense and promise her that you love having her so close. neytiri always looks so smug after, shooting a smirk on tsu’tey’s way, before laughing when your friend just rolls his eyes at you two. whenever she has to venture far from you, she’d grumble to herself before pressing a kiss on your collarbone, promising that she’d be fast and that she’d return to you as soon as she can. and she always does, her tail looping around your leg at the same time her fingers tangle with yours.

#suns.hc #neytiri x reader #neytiri x you #zdog x reader #zdinarsk x reader #recom zdinarsk #neytiri #atwow x reader #atwow headcanons #suns #im tryna scratch an itch bc the zdog fanfic is getting too long and the smut hasnt even smutted hard yet

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quaritchsbunny · 11 months

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Z-Dog/Zdinarsk as a Yandere (hc styled fic)

Wc: 4.9k (watch this flop because it’s so obnoxiously long idk why it just grew itself into a full blown pic)

Warning/Tags: yandere behavior, slightly toxic behavior, obsessive behavior, f!reader x zdog, medic! Reader, recom!reader, mature language, a bit graphic description of an injury including blood and flesh degredation, a bit of forced touch, i have no idea how actual injuries work please just go along for the purpose of fiction, zdog kinda being an asshole but she’s just been through it, unhealthy obsession, zdog is just in denial for half the fic, biting, enemies (kinda) to lovers?

A/N: My second fic ever and first time writing for a female character ahhh! I really don’t like the way I wrote this one but what can I say I really tried my best, I hope this is to your liking anon! Welcome to any comments and requests!

Extremity Scale : 3.5/5

Type of Yandere: Obsessive, Worshipping (unknowingly), manipulative, slightly sadistic

- Zdinarsk is what others would call a heartless beauty

- Although masculine with her striking mohawk and exhibits of tattoos that spread like blooms throughout her newly blue body, the soldier had been endlessly pursued by RDA officials, scientists, comrades, male and female alike despite her cold attitude

- And one by one without a clench of her jaw on the monotonously sweet bubblegum she always seemed to be chewing, she had laughed callously before turning them away, mind focused solely on her occupation as a recom soldier

- On the battlefield, she was ruthless.

- Shots were fired without a second thought once she held her aim, and whether it was a gun, arrow, knife, or chain in her hands, her cold amber eyes didnt allow for a second of compassion before she made her kill.

- Zdog wasn’t afraid of pain, her many colored bold tattoos on various parts of her body displayed hours of needles that had penetrated her with ink, yet she adorned them like it was a part of her.

- It was all these qualities that made her a worthy comrade to officials and authorities like Quaritch and her trust recom team, valuing her professionalism, tolerance and bravery.

- Her cool exterior seemed to be impossible to break, it seemed to be part of her personality, even her closest comrades in the squad never saw her portray any emotion other than callous joy at the aspect of conquest or the neutrality she seemed to carry with her everywhere.

- Because she never saw a need to feel anything other than that, what was the point? Any other emotion wasn’t going to pay her, being soft or sympathetic like the RDA did for her cruelty when it was directed towards the natives. And damn a soul who bothered to try to entertain her romantically, that shit didn’t touch her heart or her body in the slightest, she stowed away the young part of herself that dreamed of connection with a person that can understand her and instead suited herself to a form in which she didn’t care for the affection of others.

- It was nothing more than a waste of time to her, Zdog had considered emotions to be consuming and useless, and when she wasnt out scouting with the recoms in the thickets of pandora, her little free time was easily passed in the thick leather sketchbook, her fingers thoughtlessly skimming over the thick sheets, nails digging in the cursed piece of charcoal (it was the closest thing to a pencil, the sick RDA officials only had office pens as an alternative) as thick lines formed into her next tattoo design

- As such, the only emotion Zdog really felt except for callousness and the joy of victory was minor annoyance.

- Annoyance towards anything that wasn’t needed, such as the resourceless parts of pandora, the tears of mourning that came with death, the lack of efficiency from any comrade, such things only wasted time and got in the way of the ultimate goal

- Which was why she particularly despised you.

- You were a recom too, but not a soldier

- You were a healer, just as you had been as a human, you had died healing the RDA soldiers that were wounded in the war between the navi and RDA

- And for whatever reason, the RDA had insisted on adding you onto the short list of people to recombinant for a new blue team on their return to Pandora, arguing that your healing skills were essential to survival

- Why did the scientists waste their time and resources putting you into a recombinant body, and then waste the fuel putting you in a cyro and shipping you all the way to pandora?

- Why were healers a thing anyways? Zdog’s scars always healed on their own, fuck the bandage or the cream. The only way to truly heal, as learned from multiple experiences Z-dog had, was to expose the damn bleeding scar to the air and let it bleed until it learned to close its own weeping mouth. The body has to heal eventually, it's why so many organs exist just to keep bood pumping.

- So the first time Zdog had unfortunately stumbled across a carnivorous plants in the thickets of the annoyingly damp forests of pandora, skillfully targeting her right bicep as it sank its teeth into the beloved inked arm of the unsuspecting soldier that was leaning across a tree, it was to both her and your misfortune that the colonel had sent her straight to you with commands of healing and treatment.

It was the first time you have received a patient since your arrival to the new RDA base, and your eyes widened when the outraged female was thrown into the ward, her upper right arm’s flesh seemingly curving inwards like the chunk of flesh was deflated from the bite.

“Colonel, I’m fine, a couple painkillers and it’ll be good as new” she barked, fangs bared as she tried to keep in her tears of both anger and physical pain, tearing through her like wildfire.

Colonel Quaritch only threw you a look of firm command as he commanded “do whatever you gotta do to get her arm good, and take your time, she’s not coming to missions for two weeks”, the colonel turned on his combat boots, leaving you alone with the hysterical soldier

Zdog whirled angrily, shocked and disoriented as she had never been off duty for that long. Reaching for the Colonel to come back before her head reeled from the fresh shots of pain up her raised arm, her blood dripping onto the bare silver floors of the ward.

You acted on instinct upon seeing the spurts of blood, rapidly bunching up gauze as you pressed into the wound, sitting her down on the bed.

Zdog hissed angrily, her body thrashing as her arm shook due to the huge amounts of loss of blood as she cussed incoherently, channeling her anger in attempt to stop you from wasting her time

“It’s people like you that make injuries worse, you don’t need to interfere, the body heals naturally, that’s the whole purpose for recombination, not that you would know, fucker who took on blue to do absolutely nothing”

“You’re right” you say calmly “the body heals naturally, just like how it was also that carnivorous plants nature to sink its teeth into your bare arm”

The glowering female soldier says nothing as she glares back, watching you as you unwrap the towers of gauze upon her wound.

You ignore her profanity and swiftly inspect the wound after pressurizing the opening to avoid amputation, the ink from her spilling out and blending with the dark blood as it swirled on her indigo skin.

Zdog cursed her heart as it beat rapidly, trying to look anywhere other than your knowing eyes that meticulously scanned her marks of injury, reassuring that her sweat and rapid shaking was from the physical shock and not the way your lips pursed together in expertise as you reached to grab disinfectant

Without warning, you poured the disinfectant on her wound after retracting as much blood as possible, the burn of the alcohol hurting almost more than the damn plant’s bite as it spilled into the marks, cleansing the indents from the vicious carnivorous plant

However the sear the disinfectant brought was a tickle compared to the rapid fire spreading amongst her heart, pumping blood rapidly at your firm touch on her arm and the whiff of sweet cherry she caught as your head whipped to place the disinfectant back on it’s shelf and disappeared behind a cabinet, digging through creams and bandages

Zdog had told herself it was only a natural reflex, her body trying to react to to pain as it sped it’s organs up, swallowing thickly as the your sweet scent left her surrounding, leaning forward from her resting position on the bed to catch it again

“What a medic, abandoning your patient like that” Zdog scuffs, the popping of her bubblegum breaking the silence in the room

“Please lay back Miss Zdinarsk, rapid movement will cause more blood loss” you reply as you approach her again, her eyes immediately mellowing when your sweet scent invades her again

“No one calls me that anymore” she breathes out, biting back her huffs of pain as you press the q-tip of healing cream into the cleaned wound, circles rubbing along the raw flesh. “Z-dog, or Z works”

You nod, leaning back as you rest the q-tip on the silver tray as you reach for a bandage. “Well Z, luckily there's no signs of infection, I suggest regular icing to increase blood flow to the area and less intense use of that arm” you lay an ice bag by her non injured arm.

“For how long, this is the arm i shoot with, i’ve actually got shit to do”

“Depends on the speed of your muscle recovery, for humans though, it would be at least 3 weeks before you can do lifts with that arm again without permanent tissue damage” Your fingers worked nimbly, wrapping the bandage around her toned arm

Her relaxed form suddenly seemed riled up again as the words came out of your mouth, frown etching its way on her face as she growled. “I’ll be fucking damned”

“And because the bite had drawn your blood out of that part of your flesh, your tattoo ink had also leaked out with it, so that might be distorted, if not gone” the bandage was pressed with care before wrapped with another layer of gauze.

The cold buzz of the AC in the ward almost did nothing to combat the way her face heat up as your palm pressed the bandage in place with medical tape, before she remembered the proper emotion she was supposed to be feeling, rage, not whatever appreciation she was developing towards a person that only made her future work inconvenient by dramatifying the injury

“Listen Z, I’m only here to help, I know this is a frustrating situation, but the only thing you can do is to rest, and if there’s anything i can do to help in your recovery, please tell me” you say, your recited script towards angry patients such as her prepared as she kicks herself off the bed, stalking towards your form as you explain softly.

“Listen up miss nurse, I didn’t need this. I’ll be going out to the mission and I’ll be doing whatever I like with this arm that you only damaged more with your shit medical proceudure.” She growls angrily, the blood loss from the injury and your scent making her head spin with confusion.

Why did she have the urge to pull you into her, to feel your sweet scent closer, what is this strange undertone to her anger?

You say nothing as her non-injured arm slams her first into the wall behind you, her bubblegum scent ghosting over you as she towered, tail swishing excitedly as her tone said exactly the opposite things

“I didn’t ask for this, the recombinant bodies heal faster and I don’t need your false pity, and maybe you’d know if you actually did anything other than sit in your pretty little ward, so i’m gonna fucking show you now”

What she did next shocked you, it hadn’t processed in your brain that her single hand had somehow made it to pin both of your arms above her and you were only able to see the flash of her mohawk as a warm spotch bubblegum was spat out. And before you even had time to squirm in response, you felt fangs sinking into your blue neck much similar to the way the carnivorous plant had done to her arm, but with surprising tenderness

Zdog had no idea what she was doing, no. She did. She was doing this to teach you a lesson, to demonstrate how the recombinant bodies worked as you clearly had no idea. She wasn’t doing this because of how much she indulged in the fluttering in her heart and stomach when she tasted the softness of your skin, the addictive feeling of your flesh on her tongue.

No blood was drawn, her saliva connecting her to the bright mark as she pulled away, still glaring at you as she inhaled sweet cherry rapidly, savoring the sweet taste of your flesh and laughing against your collarbone as she heard your cry. Damned the way her body relaxed like a cat as she retreated.

“And you’ll be paying for that tattoo that i lost” she said matter-of-factly, boots sliding across the floor as she slammed the door to the ward, leaving you dazed, confused, and the mark on your neck burning as her brown queue swished out of sight, the ice bag chunks rattling like her heart on the way out.

You couldn’t deny that you had enjoyed your little scuffle with her, you couldn’t help it, feeling the magnetic attraction the soldier exuded from her built form and confidence. And even if deep down you knew it was wrong, you’d be stupid to report it to anyone in the RDA, the recom team was basically the backbone of all the physical operations holding the establishment up, they wouldn’t hear a recombination nurse out if it meant the best to them

Zdog returned to her quarters, jaw empty of the bright pink bubblegum that frequented her mouth as she rolled her tongue around her teeth, trying to memorize the way your flesh felt around them.

In her mind, gnawed a voice, telling her to apologize to you, to see you again, to thank you

Her head reeled with swirling new emotions that she swore were useless as she layed on her bed pried open her sketchbook, trying to sketch an image of you, memorizing every feature before she realized her dominant arm was in too much pain.

She huffed frustratedly, before throwing her head back to her pillow, and icing her arm

Whenever she had been injured before, her comrades had laughed at her weakness, taking it as a chance to demote her position or belittle her for feeling pain, along with the fact that she had been a female, it had caused her to be pushed around.

But you? No “get over it”s or belittling laughs, just words of genuine advice as your fingers pressed gently into her wound, smoothing over the years of mistreatment she had received, and whether it was rehearsed from years of expertise as a medic or genuine care, your sweet cherry scent made it all too confusing to distinct.

Now all that filled her head is the sound of your sweet voice as it reassured her and your form in the white medic robes that softly pressed against her cargo vest.

Reminiscing, she lifted the ice bag, tracing the bandage where your delicate fingers had graced upon her arm, and a smile made its way upon her face unknowingly.

A brilliant excuse to see you again creeped its way into her mind as she ripped off the bandage, admiring the way you had folded it intricately as she held it to her chest, her heart beating rapidly.

I need to see her again, I need to, and I will no matter what.

Deep down she knew it was not needed, but two weeks off with an injured arm called for routines out of the ordinary.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to just do something useless for once, the anger would be just as time consuming as the weird feeling of attachment she felt near you.

She slept disturbingly well that night, the cloth held close to her chest as she dreamed of tied hair, marked necks, and sweet cherries.

Despite not having duty, the responsible soldier still awoke early to send off the colonel and the rest of the team, still holding back her complaints when the colonel shook her head, telling her she wouldn’t be any good with her shooting arm injured before he assigned her to stay at the base.

As soon as the recom helicopter lifted off into to pandora sky, she skipped excitedly to the mess hall, where breakfast was being served, cherry red gum popping in her mouth as she scanned the room for a particular blue medic

Her heart seems to sink stupidly when not a single other blue form was seen in the room, her jaw tightening around the cherry gum as the flavor seemed to taunt her

That’s right, this is what you deserve for being such a impulsive asshole, indulging yourself in emotions that waste more of your time, and wasting even more energy walking around to find her

You see the agile female’s tail swishing curiously from miles away, you approach her, squinting when you realize she doesn’t have her bandage from yesterday

Zdog’s jaw immediately falls slack when she smells it, her heart racing, reciting your name, as it sends her stepping back towards the source, almost knocking into your form.

“Back so soon?” You tilt your head towards her bare arm, scar breathing without the bandage

“Looking for you nurse, just needed another bandage, you didn’t anchor it enough and it fell off when I was sending the squad off earlier” Zdog says fluently, rehearsed words from her practiced scenarios ready for whatever response you have

You only raise your eyebrows, chuckling as you led her back to the ward. Not that you were really a faster walker by any chance, the soldier made a strong effort to take smaller strolls to admire your beautiful form from the back, the sweet swirls of tenderness and affection filling her as her heart pounded louder and louder as you sat her down to bandage her, almost 10 times as intense as the way it had felt yesterday

Correct to Zdog’s assumption, the scar had indeed healed a lot faster than you had expected, though her arm was still sore and healing, the wounds had closed up a lot faster than expected

You raise your eyebrows when you see that her scar has healed fast, leaning back as your eyes scan over it

She gulps almost nervously, voice coarse and low as she mumbles “what’re you lookin at, nurse, get on with it”

“Maybe you were right, recombinant bodies really do heal much faster, i doubt you really even need the bandage” you say hesitantly, as if questioning your own healing abilities

Zdog’s eyes widen as she reaches out for you, fingers around your arm as she tries to sound as threatening as possible, but her words coming out as pleas instead ``Nope. You’re a medic aren’t you? So do your job and bandage me, or else I can get you fired and on your way back to earth” she had plotted this with so much meticulous thought just to feel your fingers on her arm again! It surely can’t go to waste, she was gonna go out and find another carnivorous plant if she had to

You smile softly, chuckling and the sound goes straight through Zdog’s ears into her heart.

What is this fluttering feeling? Why won’t it stop?

“Where’s this compliancy coming from, you barely let me do anything yesterday, Ms. I have shit to do with this arm” you sit down and twist the cap off the healing cream, grabbing another q tip

Zdog rolls her eyes naturally, although she cant help but open it faster when she feels the rub of the soothing cream on her arm, amber eyes trained on your experienced movements

“If I really wanted to get back, maybe I should heal in the right way so I can do shit faster” she muses, fingers tempted to run themselves down your delicate queue and spine that was exposed to her as you leaned to heal her

You blink, sighing as you reach for the gauze “I think you were right though, maybe these procedures are only damaging it more, maybe it needs to just breathe. Are you sure you need the bandage?”

Zdog nods rapidly, her bold neck tattoos becoming a blur of black and blue as she spits out, trying to keep up her shell up and ignore whatever was swirling in her heart an brain “What do you think? Does that arm look anywhere near healed to you? Do you want me to walk around unbandaged and get a worse injury?”

It wouldn’t hurt to just indulge in the useless things a little bit, processes that only really waste time if it’s with you. It wouldn’t hurt to just have it on if it meant your fingers would grace my arm everyday

“Plus, I’m sure the only reason the lil nasty’s recovered this fast is because of your speed and expertise in treating it yesterday, don’t question your skill” The sentence hopped out of Zdog’s mouth almost unknowingly, and she almost wanted to bash her head against the wall. What did she say that for? You didn’t need reassurance, reassurance was for people who didn’t know anything, people who needed others to walk them along

Before her thoughts become more self deprecating, your laugh echoes through the ward, the cold silver and white walls suddenly becoming welcoming as you shake your head, anchoring the gauze in palace on your arms

“Flattering, but I really mean it when I say I think you may have been right about recombinant bodies healing faster” you lift your neck, bearing the mark that was violently purple yesterday, faded to a shade of lavender with the fang indents like marks of violet.

Zdog swallows, feeling both guilty and in a weird way, proud when she sees the mark.

“Yeah about that, that’s my bad, I was pissed and out of my mind because I’ve never been told to stay off duty yesterday, being out all day in that damp jungle heated my blood, and I may have been tryna prove a point about recombinants but that was completely fucked up and unnecessary”

she looks down at her lap, 9 feet body suddenly feeling like she was a young human girl in the marines again, disappointing her sergeant for not being as strong and capable as they expected

You set down the gauze gently and lean down to peer at her, her downcasted gaze unable to see the slight blush on your face “I’m not gonna say it’s okay to bite a medic that was trying to treat you, but you’re lucky it was me, I didn’t mind it that much, and it really did prove a point that recombinant bodies heal faster”

Zdog nods quickly, happy as she detected no anger in your voice. “Never trying that again for sure though”

“The world’s medical field is in danger if that's what you act like to everyone who tries to treat you” you chortle

For the rest of the day, Z-Dog spent time helping you maintain the ward as an extended apology to her behavior yesterday as she continued to indulge in the honey like emotion that came with being near you

- Through the next week, the ward seems to grow warmer and more homey every time Z-Dog visits (though by the first four days, her arm was completely fine, she found excuses) unknowingly, Z-Dog began to sink in the feeling of the previously useless emotions, letting it consume her until she was wasted in love

- Without knowing it, morning visits for rebandaging had turned into long conversations where Z-Dog healed more than the injury of her arm, but burns and bruises of her childhood and life as a female soldier that was constantly undermined, you saw that her hard exterior seemed to be a essential part of her that she needed for protection

- And to be honest, Z-Dog didn’t think really about what she said to you or how she said it, words just flew out of her mouth as the soft feeling of trust and affection drifted over her, your understanding gaze and comforting words binding you together like a web

- The bonding had quickly grown into something wordlessly essential and romantic, things Z-Dog always used to qualify as a waste, but now just like her cold exterior, the soft moments where your hands interlaced as she talked to you about her past seemed just as natural.

- She was almost always in contact with you, physically, whether it was the ways her eyes followed your every move or the way her hand was always by your hip, shoulder, head, it became a constant

- She followed you everywhere in the guise of protection in return for you healing her and never let her eyes off you

- And even when you were busy or actually did have other RDA matters, they seem to come cancelled last minute on short notice (because even the officials knew not to mess with a injured recom soldier that was defending the organization), and you couldn’t just leave Z-Dog alone, her words always seemed to have a way of wrapping themselves against you

- “You’re gonna leave your injured patient waiting alone like that when she’s in pain needing medical attention? Wow, I thought you cared about me”

- “You still owe me for the tattoo, yknow, so it might be less financially burdening in the future if you treat me well right now”

- There were many late nights where Z-Dog had opted to stay in your quarters instead of hers, arguing that she slept better and healed faster, her sketchbook filling up with doodles and intricate charcoal lines with details of you. Her beloved muse.

- Back in her own quarters, folded along her sketches of you were her past bandages, as well as hairbands she stole from you, keeping everything that you had touched or interacted with like a piece of magical artifact organized like a shrine upon her nightstand as she put them under her pillow, sleeping well to the thought of you.

- Two weeks had passed by and her arm was as good as new, as the two of you only grew closer and closer, the romantic attraction was undeniable, your blue tails tangled together as her arms sneak around your waist while you you documented her healing progress at the ward

- Until one morning the cool, brazen female soldier was gone, leaving you alone and confused in your empty bed before you realized that her duty had begun again. The past weeks had been nothing but a vacation and relaxation for her, and now that she is back on duty you could certainly expect to never speak to her again. It was all probably just a sort of short term association with her

- The day passed in a sort of a weird haze for you, strolling around the base without the sight of your certain badass soldier you were infatuated with

The night after her first day on duty, rapid knocks sound at your ward door as you’re working overtime, trying to distract yourself from your attachment with Zdog. Distraught and confused, you rush out of your seat in your white robes as you open it and see the female soldier, bright as ever

“Oh? Come to visit after ditching me this morning?” You say, a bit salty as you step back, suddenly noticing a bandage on her upper arm again

Z-Dog only looks at you, pupils filled with affection and joy as she laughs “Actually, I need help with my arm again”

You blink back an eye roll, used to the intentional injuries she sometimes did to recieve more medical attention from you as you wordlessly sit her down on the bed like many nights before where you guys had laughed, cried, kissed, and loved as your nimble fingers unwrap her bandage.

The white gauze falls away and under the soft glow of your examination table light and your eyes are busy scanning for cuts, violet reds or blood, or dark bruises that you almost miss it at first

Black, bold, yet slick and elegant letters curve around her blue skin, replacing the faded and distorted tattoo that had once been there, thick and bold as the ink is fresh, you can almost still see the puncture of the needles that she so willingly sat through and for hours before she had rushed up to your door, the shock in your eyes blurs your vision until you focus in and make out the letters of your name, with a tiny, clumsy heart identical that you had doodled on her sketchbook nights ago next to it

“Z- what is this” You breath in awe

“Well, you were the person that helped my arm heal the fastest, and parts of my heart as well, so why not dedicate the new area of skin to you instead of redoing a boring old tattoo” She chuckles matter of factly, pulling you into her lap as you continue staring at in awe

“Oh Zdinarsk” You gasp, tears blurring your vision as you look at the huge bold letters

“You never paid me back for the one I lost though, so how about a deal” She looks up at you playfully, true unfiltered joy in her once callous eyes

“Be my girl? My personal nurse, hm?” She asks cooly, thumbs smoothing over your ears as if her own heart wasnt pounding through the heavy cargo vest she wore for duty

And when you nod happily as she pulls you into a kiss of many to come, she realizes in the moment that yes, love wasn’t entirely necessary, and neither was her tattoo, or opening up to you, or the feelings that overtook her when she held you to herself proudly the next day as she introduced you to the squad, arm still firm around your waist as if to mark you for herself

None of it was necessary, and yes, maybe she was wasting her time, her love, her emotions. But even love was nothing more than a waste of her time, she would gladly waste it all on you, over and over again.

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mschimdt · 1 year

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lyle,z-dog and prager headcanons

im back yall, still not done with finals but wanted to write something, lmk if theres any typos i missed, this is short because i dont really have time for any of this, still wanted to give you guys contwnt to read :)

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Z-Dog

loves pain, just by looking at how many tattoos she has, you can tell she has a thing for feeling pain, pain is pleasure to her

she has LOTS of kinks, some are: degrading kink, mommy/daddy kink, she also has a thing for BDSM

she does the best aftercare, after all shes a woman and goes through everything you have to go through, so she knows what you need and how you need it

she'll eat you out, anywhere, public bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, wherever she wants, she wants to show men that she can make you feel good without a cock

she makes sure everyone hears you both, even if youre in the bedroom she'll make you scream as loud as you can, shes good at everything she does

she loves fucking you dumb with a strap on, she likes seeing you crumble under her touch, she enjoys watching you submit to the things she does to you

Lyle

lyles a huge softie on the inside, in the bedroom not so though, hes rough as helllll but he still makes surs youre okay and that hes not hurting you

while hes pounding into you hell kiss you up and down, wipe your hair from your face, ask if youre okay every once in a while, he loves making sure youre safe, and if you arent he'll stop, he doesnt care if his cocks throbbing, you tell him to stop, he'll stop.

loves cuddles, he also has a good sense of humour, you find it really attractive how he manages to make you laugh so easily

dont let lyles sweetness fool you, hes 10 feet tall with muscles that can crush a human without effort

lyles the opposite of quaritch, hes not so dominant, maybe he'll let you top him every once in a while

he likes it when you ride his face no doubt he likes tasting your dripping cunt, what better way to taste it than you sitting on his face?

will eat you out, anytime anyday no matter where and when, he loves making sure you feel good

never punishes you, he wants to mame sure your safe, and healthy, he'll never lay a hand on you even if its for foreplay, he'll only do it if you actually enjoy it

Prager

prager is roigh, very rough but he has a soft spot for you, although if you do something wrong he'll punish you and degrade you

likes oversimulating you, he enjoys watching you crumble under his hands knowing that hes the one that caused you to act like this

after he over simulates you, spanks you, punishes you, and cums alover you, he stands up admiring ehat he did to you and how easily your attitude can go from being rude and inobediant to obedient real quick

pulls your hair when hes pounding your cunt, he doesnt pull it gently no, he pulls it with alot of force

you try to top him? good luck because the next day youre not only leaving with a limp, but red marks all ovee your bodyx they can be hickeys and spanks

after he does all of the above to you, he gives you good aftercare, he never fails to amaze you at how gentle he is after being mean to you in bed

you enjoy his roughness and never once complained.

he likes to bathe you and massage you as aftercare, he'll do anything you say happily just to make surs youre okay

if you cry in his arms he'll hold you and comfort you, hes not good at it but tries his best making sure youre okay

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pompomegranates · 9 months

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Z dog x Reader: First Impressions 🔞

Ao3 link here

Word Count: 4k

Summary: You run some papers to Colonel Quaritch when you happen to meet a tall tattooed female recom who piques your interest. Never in your wildest dreams would you have thought she would be interested too but life is full of surprises.

Warnings: 18+!Smutt, degrading, size difference

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All the computers had gone down in your department. Engineers were working on fixing the issue but in the meantime everything was back to the classic pen and paper. Being a low-level administrative clerk, the task of running back and forth between departments to deliver correspondence had been given to you. Your heels clicked against the smooth floor, echoing off the high ceilings that were built to accommodate the recoms’ extreme heights. In the year you had worked on the base, you had never been to this section. At a fork in the corridors, you referred to the crudely-drawn map from your team leader and headed to the left. As you picked up the pace, you double checked that all four documents were still attached to the clipboard.

After a couple more turns, you reached the door to the office your boss had sent you to. Colonel Miles Quaritch. The leader of the recombinant squad. You had never met any of the recoms before, only heard all the vicious rumours surrounding the soldiers. Worrying your lower lip between your teeth, you took a moment to tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear and smooth out your skirt. Taking a deep breath, you requested access to the office from the pad on the wall.

The colonel granted you entrance and the door slid open.

You weren’t expecting him to have company.

A female recombinant was leant against the wall to the left of the desk, which the colonel was seated behind. The woman’s posture was relaxed, casual, familiar. Her heavily tattooed arms were crossed over her chest. The pop of her gum startled you. She smirked as her eyes raked up and down your body.

After taking another deep breath to calm your nerves, you turned to address the colonel.

“I have some documents that require your signature, sir.”

“They decide you little ones need more exercise on this base or what?” The colonel quipped.

It took you a moment to realise what he was truly asking. “Oh,” you said, when your brain finally caught up. “The tech is down in my department so everything is back to pen and paper for the time being unfortunately.”

With a flick of his wrist, Colonel Quaritch summoned you to his desk.

You knew that the Na’vi were tall. Residing on the base for a year you would be a fool not to have picked up at least the basics on the native species. Yet you had never come into contact with one: avatar, recombinant or biological. Being in the modest office of the recombinant colonel made the height difference explicitly clear. You could only just see over the desk as you approached it. With him reclining in a massive office chair, you only reached the colonel’s chest. And, being beside the desk, you were closer to the female recom. You came to realise you barely reached her waist even in your heels. Tilting your neck back, you looked up at her face as she towered over you. Your knees turned to jelly, but not just from the staggering height difference; the smirk on her face shot warmth through your bloodstream.

With a click of his fingers, your attention was brought back to the colonel.

“Hand ‘em over, doll. I don’t have all day.” His tone wasn’t as harsh as his words but that didn’t calm your nerves completely. As he took the clipboard—which looked comically small in his large hands—you wrung your hands together.

Leaving the colonel to read through the documents, you stole glances at the other recom. Every time your eyes looked over, hers were firmly and shamelessly fixed on you. Heat bloomed in your cheeks. A small yelp slipped through your lips when you accidentally made eye contact. You heard her chuckle. Screwing your eyes shut, you prayed to every god you could think of that Quaritch would hurry up so you could scurry back to the safety of your department.

Mercifully, the colonel signed all four documents without any questions. He handed the clipboard back and dismissed you. You nodded your head respectfully to both of them before scurrying from the room.

As the door slid shut, you heard the colonel’s deep voice. “I know that look, Zdinarsk,” he said.

You didn’t catch her reply as the door sealed behind you. At least now you had a name for the tall, intimidating female recom.

Once the computers were back up and running in your department, work commenced as usual. Your poor feet were given a must-needed break from running around acting as a messenger.

Tucked in the back corner of the office, you kept your head down and got on with your work. During slow moments, you sneakily searched Zdinarsk in the system. Warmth flooded your cheeks as the ID pictures of both her human and recombinant self popped up on your screen. You slumped down slightly in your chair so no one could spot your blush.

Emails pinged in your inbox; you flicked back and forth between the two pages, barely able to focus on what people were asking you for when you could be learning more about the tattooed recom. Reading up on her past life in the marines and her untimely death, which led to her being reanimated in a Na’vi body, you were consumed by her. So much so that you neglected your work altogether.

Someone shouting your name across the office snapped you out of your trance. Your boss, leaning round the door frame into his office, was glaring at you.

“I need you to email me the final draft of the ‘epsilon case’ contract now. What are you playing at?”

Cringing down in your seat, you stuttered out a weak apology that satisfied your boss enough to slink back into his office. You quickly sent him the document and closed Zdinarsk’s profile completely to avoid the temptation.

Lunch rolled around and you had finally managed to push Zdinarsk to the back of your mind in order to focus on your work. You sent off a final email before joining your coworkers in the cafeteria. Waving to a few friends, you joined the back of the queue.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria changed suddenly. An air of curiosity and mild fear quickly replaced the steady chatter of polite small talk and office gossip. You look up from the salad bar to see a Na’vi body ducking to fit under the door. As she stood up to full height, head almost scraping the ceiling that you had never considered low before, you realised it was your recombinant. Zdinarsk. Before she could catch you gaping like a fish, you turned back to the counter.

“Hey, sweetheart.” You had never heard her voice before but you could tell it was Zdinarsk. But she couldn’t be talking to you. You’d never spoken before. Nothing you had done would warrant a pet name like that. Swallowing around the lump in your throat, you reached out to start ladling food onto your plate.

A large blue hand curled around your upper arm. You froze, staring at the long fingers digging into your soft flesh. “Why don’t you come eat with the grownups,” she offered. You could hear the smirk on her face through her tone.

Your head whipped round. Underestimating her staggering height, you were faced with her chest. Blushing furiously, you looked up to meet her gaze. Stuttering something unintelligible, you tried to tell her you were supposed to stay in the cafeteria during your lunch break.

“Let me rephrase,” Zdinarsk said as she took the tray from your hands. “You’re coming with me.”

It took you a minute of being tugged down the corridors for your brain to catch up.

“Ma’am—” you began.

She cut you off with a humoured scoff. “Don’t call me that. It’s Zdinarsk or Z.”

“Zdinarsk.” You enjoyed how her name felt in your mouth. You’d never let yourself say it aloud for fear of being caught in your obsession. Now you never wanted to stop saying it. Zdinarsk Zdinarsk Zdinarsk. “Where are we going?” You asked finally.

“Recom messhall. Much better fit for me than those tiny plastic benches.” She spoke so simply as if you were the crazy one for asking, not her for dragging you away with zero context. Realising you weren’t going to get anything more helpful from her, you chewed on your lower lip and allowed her to lead you along.

The ceilings got taller, the hallways wider. Through the windows, you saw human scientists scurrying around a Na’vi body laid out on a table, leaning over each others’ shoulders to read from screens. Zdinarsk tugged you through a door into a hall similar to the cafeteria she had stolen you from ten minutes prior, only this one was larger and nicer than the other.

A clamour of greetings filled the space as the other recoms welcomed Zdinarsk back. You smoothed out your clothes and hair nervously, fear flooding your body at the sight of the giant recombinant soldiers dotted around at the various tables.

“So this is the human,” one of them said. You had researched the rest of the squad before but couldn’t really tell them all apart.

“Not another word, Wainfleet,” Zdinarsk said. That identified one of the recoms: Lyle Wainfleet. The rest of them leering down at you were still a mystery. Clasping your hands tightly, you waited for Zdinarsk to lead you across the room, her hand gently pushing between your shoulder blades. A shiver ran down your spine when one of her fingers touched the back of your exposed neck.

The food counter came up to your chest. Everything made you feel so minuscule. Fortunately, Zdinarsk fixed you a plate so you didn’t have to experience the embarrassment of having to try to do it yourself. With all the other recoms towering over you, their attention focused solely on you and Zdinarsk, you felt even smaller. You felt like a child finally being promoted to the adults’ table at Christmas dinner: you were invited to join them but you didn’t quite fit in.

Steeling yourself, you turned to Zdinarsk. “Why did you bring me here?”

Zdinarsk swallowed the mouthful of food she had shovelled into her mouth before replying. “Wanted to see you.” Again, she was speaking so plainly as if the answer were obvious, as if your head wasn’t swimming with dozens of loud anxious questions.

“Okay,” you said slowly. “But why here?” The eyes of all the curious recoms were making you antsy. The hairs on the back of your neck were standing up, your limbs buzzing with nervous energy.

“Didn’t want to scare you off being alone.” She twirled her fork around her fingers.

You raised an eyebrow, confused.

She chuckled, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Just sitting next to you right now I can barely keep my hands to myself.” Her hand found where your shirt tucked into your trousers and slipped beneath the fabric to touch your bare skin. You gripped the chair to keep from jumping. She grinned. You could feel the smile against your cheek as she leaned closer. “If we were alone, you wouldn’t be wearing so many clothes. And most people don’t react well to that happening so fast.”

You looked up at her wide-eyed, mouth agape.

“Your skin’s so soft, so warm,” she muttered, her eyes fluttering shut as she traced circles into your flesh.

Your breath hitched.

She returned to her full height, taking another bite of her meal as if nothing had happened, as if you weren’t melting into a puddle right there in the seat.

With shuddering breath, you looked around the room in an attempt to calm down. As your sight moved from the ceiling, you caught Wainfleet’s eyes. His grin made you jump. Quickly, you snapped your gaze back to your plate.

“She’s real cute,” Wainfleet said.

Zdinarsk pointed her fork at him threateningly. “I said not another word.”

After forcing your food down, your lunch hour was coming to an end. Zdinarsk escorted you back to your department. A few corridors away, she stopped. Sinking to her knees to close the height difference (though she still towered over you) she took you by the shoulders. The eye contact made your knees weak.

“I’m sorry for springing that on you but I haven’t been able to get my mind off you since I saw you,” she said.

Your face broke out in a tender smile. “Me neither,” you admitted in a breathless whisper.

Zdinarsk groaned, resting her forehead on top of your head. “Fuck it,” you heard her murmur into your hair before she rose to her feet and scooped you up in her arms.

“What are you doing?” You cried, squirming in her grasp. She didn’t deign to reply with words. The closet door shutting behind you was answer enough.

Zdinarsk dropped you onto a sturdy shelf, her hands reaching to undo your trousers. Your shirt slipped off one shoulder and she dived at the opportunity to lick a line from your collarbone to your ear. You shuddered as thoughts of her tongue on other parts of your body flooded your brain.

With one “wait” from you she paused, pulling back to look into your eyes. “I’m meant to be at work,” you said.

Her big yellow eyes blinked once. “Is that your only objection to this?”

You nodded sheepishly.

Zdinarsk huffed a laugh, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I’ll get someone to email your boss. I’m borrowing you for work purposes.” Her head bowed down to return to kissing your neck.

“This isn’t work!” You protested.

“With what I’m about to do to you, sweetheart, believe me, I will be putting in work.”

Speechless, you stared at her smug face. She held eye contact as she unfastened your trousers. Lifting you up effortlessly, she slid them down your legs. Her strength made you dizzy. No human could manhandle you so easily. It was exhilarating.

Your hands found purchase in her shirt as she sank to her knees. With you up on the shelf, you were face to face with Zdinarsk for the first time. Her yellow eyes bore into yours. She ran her tongue over her teeth before burying her face in your neck, sucking and kissing with such vigour you knew she would leave marks. But as her hand travelled between your thighs, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. All you could focus on was the addictive feeling of her all around you. You never wanted her to stop.

As you took hold of the hem of her shirt, she pulled away from you long enough for you to lift it over her head. She didn’t give you any time to enjoy her upper body clad only in her sports bra because she returned almost immediately to her mission of covering your neck in purple bruises. Your hands did the exploring your eyes couldn’t. Running your deft fingers over every delicious line of her defined abs up to her sternum and over her shoulders. You traced the edges of her tattoos down her muscular arms as she pulled sighs and moans from your lips.

A sharp gasp filled the room as she slipped her hand into your underwear. As quickly as the pressure against your clit appeared, it vanished. The loss of pressure made you whine.

“Someone’s desperate,” Zdinarsk purred.

“You’re the one that dragged me into a closet.” You fixed her with a self-satisfied smirk despite the tightening knot deep in the pit of your stomach.

Zdinarsk let out a growl. “Don’t get clever with me, pretty girl. I don’t like smartasses.”

“I’m not wrong though,” you muttered.

The glare she levelled you was nothing short of fierce. The warmth in your veins abruptly turned to ice. You curled in on yourself submissively, bowing your head. “I’m sorry,” you mumbled.

“Better,” she said, scratching her nails down your inner thighs enough to leave pale lines in your skin. You shuddered as the fear in your body melted into arousal once more.

“If you want this to be enjoyable, you listen to everything I tell you,” she continued, grabbing you by the throat and pinning you against the wall. “I’ll get off just as easily to your understimulated whines or overstimulated cries as I will to your satisfied moans. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes, yes. I promise. I promise I’ll be good.” The words tumbled from your quivering lips. The hand not clamped around your throat was tauntingly close to your cunt. All you wanted was for her to touch you. You’d promise her all the stars in the galaxy if it meant she put you out of your misery and slid one of her long fingers inside your aching pussy.

Satisfied with your show of submission, Zdinarsk leant down to steal a kiss from your plush lips. Her hand unlatched from your throat and travelled down to grope your breasts through your shirt.

Zdinarsk swallowed your loud moan as one of her deft fingers finally delved into your soaking pussy.

“You gotta be more quiet, sweetheart,” she cooed. “Anyone could be walking past.”

You whined. “But you feel so good. Your fingers are huge!”

She chuckled. “Best part about my new body. That and these…” She grinned, revealing the elongated canine teeth. Your mind blanked. The most sinful, wanton sound slipped from your lips. Zdinarsk laughed. You would flush with embarrassment if you could think about anything other than the feeling of her finger pumping in and out of you at a torturously slow pace, and the deep desire to feel her fangs sinking into your flesh.

“You want another?” She asked as she ever so slightly picked up the pace. You nodded furiously. “Use your words.”

“Please. Please, Z. I want another finger. Please.”

Mercifully, she obliged. Your back arched as her two fingers stretched you open.

Her other hand tangled in your hair and yanked your head back, exposing the column of your throat. “Your babbling is so fucking cute,” she growled as she tilted her head to bite down shallowly on your pulse points. Breathlessly, you moaned her name as she dragged her teeth down your neck.

Your thighs squeezed her hand as her thumb began to rub circles on your aching clit. “Spread your legs,” she hissed. You mumbled your apologies and did as she commanded.

Her free hand unbuttoned your shirt to allow her to suck and bite marks into your collarbone as her fingers picked up the pace, building you closer closer closer to your release. She ran her hand over your stomach and squeezed your breasts, tracing her thumb over your nipples through the lace of your bra. Every move of her fingers, every kiss and nip of her mouth and teeth combined had you slipping closer to release.

She adjusted the angle of her fingers deep inside you and you cried out. She hummed against your throat before sucking harder on your skin.

“I’m gonna—fuck, Z, I’m gonna cum.”

“Beg for it.”

You screwed your eyes shut, frantically holding onto your release, doing your best to obey her. Desperate pleas poured from your lips alongside high-pitched moans and lewd whispers of her name.

“Good girl. Go ahead.” No sooner had the words passed her lips, you came around her fingers, soaking her hand and the shelf beneath you. Tears spilled down your cheeks as your back arched off the wall. You mumbled thank yous repeatedly as you came back to your body. Your limbs tingled with electricity as you slumped down in pure fucked-out bliss.

“So pretty,” Zdinarsk murmured as she kissed away the tears from your pink cheeks. “And just from two of my fingers. Imagine what else I could do to you.”

You looked up at her in awe. “You’d do this again? With me?”

“Sweetheart, I’d have you every second of every day if I could.”

You threw your arms around her neck, pulling her closer to you. “Oh, please!”

Zdinarsk chuckled and kissed your cheek. She unlocked your arms from around her shoulders and replaced them with your legs.

“What are you doing?” You squeaked as she licked a stripe up your pussy to your clit.

“Fuck, you taste delicious,” she moaned.

“Z—”

She looked up at you from between your thighs. Your juices glistened on her lips. “I’m just cleaning you up,” she said, that same infuriating matter-of-fact tone back in her voice. “Unless you think you’ve got another one in you.” She raised her eyebrows, silently challenging you.

You didn’t know if you did but you wanted nothing more than to feel her tongue on you again. You nodded, awe plainly written on your face.

“Good girl,” Zdinarsk said, lapping at your pussy again. She held eye contact as you bit down on your fist to quiet your moans. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as she sucked on your clit. You gripped the shelf beneath you so tightly you broke a nail. You didn’t even register the pain, all-consumed by the pleasure she was bringing you.

As the coil deep in your stomach wound tighter and tighter, you bent double over Zdinarsk’s head. Your breath came out in canine pants, your chest heaving. You felt Zdinarsk’s laugh vibrating through your cunt. Her devious, magnificent tongue brought you back to your peak far quicker than you were expecting. You’d never finished in such quick succession before. Yet there you were begging for her permission again. Graciously, she let you without much convincing.

You fought to catch your breath, slumped over Z’s head. She took hold of your arms and helped you sit up. Cradling your head in her hands, she gazed at you with stark admiration in her yellow eyes.

“Gorgeous,” she whispered before pressing a chaste kiss to your quivering lips.

You smiled. “So much for cleaning me up,” you quipped.

Zdinarsk laughed, smoothing your flyaway hairs. “Clearly you’ve got another one in you, sweetheart.”

“No! No. No more. I can’t.”

“You’re still coherent. I’ll know you’re fully fucked out when you can’t even say your own name.”

A shudder ran down your spine.

“But I guess I’ll go easy on you for now, princess, but I won’t be this nice forever,” she said. You hoped she’d keep that promise, eager to figure out what a night of her glorious torture would include.

Zdinarsk ran soothing circles into your skin as you came down from your high. She pressed sweet kisses to your face and mopped up your tears. Using her shirt, she mopped up the mess you’d made between your legs, insisting she had no qualms returning to the recom barracks in just her sports bra. She was so confident in her body; you wouldn’t guess she had only been in it for a few months instead of her whole life with the way she carried herself. Though, how could anyone tell her anything? She could easily squash any human that had a problem with her half-nakedness.

With a few final kisses and some clothing adjustments, you took her hand and left the closet. Fortunately, the hallway was clear. Zdinarsk escorted you back to your office.

She stole the pen tucked into your pocket and scribbled a four digit code onto the back of your hand. “The code to my room. Meet me there when you get off work tonight.” With a quick kiss goodbye, she pushed the button to open the door and left you to return to your desk.

“Where the hell were you?” Your boss snapped, appearing from his office.

“Zdinarsk needed to borrow me. We had permission from Colonel Quaritch.”

Your boss didn’t look too pleased but with the rank of the man you used as an excuse, he could do nothing. You prayed Zdinarsk would remember to get Quaritch to email your boss. But you couldn’t bring yourself to care that much as your mind ran away with all the possibilities of what Z had in store for you that night.

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youlikefanficdontyousquidward · 1 year

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RECOMe again?

The reader must navigate interacting with their fellow recoms despite having betrayed them as a human! Does anyone know their secret?

A shorter one to get us started!

This is a multiship fic be prepared to get passed around a lil :3c

Chapter 1

Notes: Y/N (Your name), Y/LN (Your last name), na'vi dialogue in bold, fic will contain swearing, nsfw scenes in later chapters (I will warn specifically which ones), violence.

If there are any specific triggers people would like warned for let me know (^・ω・^ )

Tag list: @buzzing-honeybee

Everything seemed off when you peeled your eyes open. Beside the stinging and slight blur from the overhead light, something wasn't right. The ceiling seemed closer and almost bowed? Like a fish eye lens but subtler. When the two doctors hovered over, their voices too distant to distinguish words, they felt somehow far way, despite how close close presence felt.

You groaned trying to sit upright, you felt their... finger tips? The pressure pushing you down felt so small, isolated to tiny spots on your abdomen. You looked down and felt your world shift. Tiny hands, these doctors where absolutely tiny. You felt a sudden flush of embarrassment, like when you'd accidentally told your friend Jake Sully to 'get it himself' when the item in question was on the top shelf. Only these doctors weren't just short or people with dwarfism.

It only really made sense when your vision finally cleared enough for you to see your reflection in the mirror that covered the length of the room. You stared, unwilling to move from the bed, both doctors attention now shifted elsewhere in the room.

Yup. There it was. Your features distorted across a na'vi face. You felt suddenly off, sick, it felt like you'd been stretched out. Your arms and legs long and thin, your torso pulled like taffy, stretched into this new shape. You'd certainly had your fair share of image issues growing up but this was a new level of body horror. As your anxiety grew you heard a thumping at your hip and adding to your horror you saw your tail. You let out a squeak, feeling your new ears twitch.

You remembered it now. You'd gone down to the lab with several other important members of the military team. You'd played along, Max assuring you the whole time that this wouldn't blow your cover, that he'd take care of everything. You thought he'd meant destroying your file somehow so that the RDA would never figure it out.

You'd turned sides, helped them escape and agreed to pass on in-tell from the inside. You remembered all of this and were terrified at how much the RDA knew. You cast your mind back but at no point in the process had anyone really explained how they went about the memory implanting. Had anyone reviewed your memories? Maybe not, it'd surely be a long and wasted task to go through that with everyone's memories? Though if they'd ever suspected you, maybe they'd make that effort.

You realized that Zdinarsik was having something of a melt down at the other side of the room. This was buying you a lot of thinking time. You really couldn't remember anything further then the spinning tube, which made sense. It really dawned on you then, you were a copy, a half clone of Y/N mixed with Na'vi DNA. The real you was dead. You wondered how it'd happened, had someone found you out and put you down. Maybe even Zdinarsik, you cast worried eyes to her. She was hyperventilating but seemed to be calming down, she made eye contact, smiling shakily at you. You supposed for now it didn't matter, she was a copy too, none of the clones here would remember if anything had happened after that day. You smiled back, your lip catching your fangs and nipping the flesh open.

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You were brought through into a locker room with a now put together Zdinarsik. Three others were already in the room, changing into their military issued clothing.

"Think I might have gone up a few sizes now eh Y/N?" Zdog knocked into your elbow. She'd definitely collected herself somewhat but her smile hadn't reached her eyes yet. You grinned back, she'd been a friend before your betrayal, though in her mind this likely had never changed.

"Really? I think I've slimmed down somewhat." You sucked your cheeks in, posing dramatically. Zdog's laughter was joined by the others who'd shifted over to greet you two.

"Wow Y/N? Zdog? Gonna need name stickers at this rate." It took you a moment to recognize Fike but something in his smile made it click.

"Dunno Fike, I'd know that big bald head anywhere!" You shouted over to Lyle Wainfleet, his head whipped up, huge grin plastered to it. He stalked over leaning down to your face.

"All those height genes and they still barely got you past 6ft huh?" You gently pushed his arm, exaggerating a frown.

"How dare you! I'll have you know they measured me in at 8'2!"

"Still over a foot shorter! Midget! Come on, they want us all in when they wake the Colonel." You all saluted, before you and Zdog went to your lockers.

Colonel Miles Quartich. You'd hoped you'd have seen the last of him but fate really had it in for you. Brought back in enemy territory, surrounded by your past and with little idea when the other shoe would drop. You'd had a terrible plan to get some time away from him, time to deliver intel to Jake and the others. It was going to be extremely embarrassing but highly effective, you were somewhat glad you didn't remember how it had gone down.

See since your first days at RDA you'd had something of a strange relationship with the Colonel. Having made quite an impression by first tripping and falling right into him, causing him to have to catch you and then shooting down a viperwolf in the field that had jumped your group. You'd become something of a favourite of his and in those early days that'd only made your little crush on the man grow. It was a silly thing, he was about 25 years your senior at the time but you'd by lying if you said you didn't find him incredibly attractive. Too bad life had pulled you both in very different directions. You spent more and more time with the scientists you'd been escorting and had come to really love the forest that surrounded you. When Jake and the others had finally gone too far and got locked up, it only felt right to help them and when Jake asked you to stay you couldn't refuse.

So you'd planned to 'confess' to the Colonel. It was a ruse, he'd let you down or maybe even call for your dismissal. Either way you could use your broken heart or leave to excuse yourself from duty and run off to assist Norm and Jake.

You wondered how it'd worked, or if you'd even gone through with the plan, as you dressed. You ended up asking for Zdog's help as you'd tangled your tail up down a trouser leg and were having some trouble getting it through the tail hole. She laughed at you, showing off how she'd managed just fine. She came forward regardless, gripping your hips to still you there. She popped her bubble gum in your face smirking as she gripped the base of your tail and tugged. You hissed, Jake had told you they were sensitive.

"Ow!" You complained, pouting up at her. She'd been taller than you before and still had more than half a foot on you.

"Don't be such a baby, see all sorted." She took a step back watching as you swished your tail.

"This is so weird." You couldn't get used to it. You felt like you never would, like a whole extra limb with a mind of its own. Norm and Jake had both talked to you about what it'd been like, entering their new bodies for the first time. Both had been ecstatic, loving every new experience they'd had, though you supposed they had wanted this. You'd never planned for this.

"Yeah you said it, come one we're late!" Zdog touched your arm, gesturing you to jog after her. You weren't late, the Colonel was still unconscious as you joined Wainfleet, Fisk and now Prager in the room. The doctors administered something into his IV drip and he began to stir.

It was strange seeing him like this. You hadn't really noticed with the others but you were all younger now. You must have all been grown around the same time during the trip out. So Quaritch now looked closer to his mid twenties. You admitted to yourself he looked good, even with the more Na'vi features.

You were too lost in your admiring to really catch what happened. Lyle had come forward as he woke and it kicked off from there. Quaritch swung knocking him onto his ass as the rest of you rushed forward. Wainfleet recollected himself and began ushering the doctors out the room. Quaritch dropped Prager and threw something at Zdog.

"Sir please! Colonel." You stepped forward with your hands raised, trying to calm him down. He struck you across the cheek, flinging you back against the mirrored wall. Your head hit it and you stayed dazed on the floor as the rest of the team struggled to restrain him. He continued to fight them off, hissing and backing up before they managed to finally still him. He recognized Lyle first, who smiled through bloodied lips, before looking shocked at the others who restrained him.

"I'm alright" he drawled out. They let him go and he began to examine himself, pushing past Wainfleet to look in the mirror. He stood above you, baring his teeth and touching his fangs. You felt your heart race at his towering form.

"Well, ain't this a bitch." At this moment he noticed you, still dazed on the floor. "Private Y/LN?" You offered a weak salute, he reached down pulling you up by your elbows. You caught your reflection, he'd cracked you pretty good, your nose was bleeding and some swelling was already forming under your left you. You let out a light chuckled turning to your commanding officer.

"I'd say those motor control tests are obsolete, Sir." Quaritch straightened, dropping his hands. Had he been reaching for you again? A doctor returned now, with another officer who commanded your unit to follow.

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If being awoken into a new body wasn't strange enough, now you had to endure the last week of space travel. The zero gravity had always turned your stomach, even the novelty of floating around the room wore off and you were happy to be called into the areas of the ship with working gravity. You watched the video log provided, a short clip of your human self explaining the Recombinant program and soul drive to you, shortly after having exited the machine. It was odd to watch, these clips were past the memories you had, this you was a different you now. It hurt your head to think about it, you focused on her expressions instead. She seemed calm, collected, you were still in the clear here.

Every time you were called upon or came face to face with higher ups you were sure it was all gonna be over. You'd be found out, it was only a matter of when.

To add to your anxiety you'd been made to join the others in a na'vi physiology 101 course. Tail and ear reflexes, body language reading, don't touch your queue and worst of the worst new instincts. You felt 13 again and were flushing like it was sex ed. You kept face by joking with Zdog and Prager, giggling in the back about how these animal instincts were gonna take over. Prager doing a werewolf impersonation that ended with you all being scowled at by an exasperated scientist.

It was true what she'd said however. You'd began noticing the scents of your colleagues, tiny little changes in their smells that you were sure you'd figure out the meaning behind. You feared what this would mean for your cover, you'd been a decent liar as a human. You were sharp, could stick to your story and didn't crack under pressure. Now however you had to worry about your ears and tail giving you away.

You figured you could lightly test it, come up with a little scenario to lie in to see if you could get away with it. Opportunity struck the day before you reached Pandora. Mansk had requested sunglasses be added to his regular kit and it had been approved. He however was in the gym with the others when they arrived, giving you an opportunity to hide them. It needed to be a little inconsequential prank, something the others wouldn't think much of if uncovered but that could be played off as an accident if not.

You sat relaxed on a bench, you'd found that your tail followed you breathing. If you could keep a handle on that then the tail wouldn't thrash around. So it stayed still when the group entered from the showers and headed to their respective lockers. You continued pretending to read as you kept an eye on Mansk. He'd been expecting them and was told they'd be there by now, so when his locker remained empty he grumbled. He turned seeing you and began coming over. Perfect, you thought. You looked up when he got close, you'd positioned yourself where you could catch your reflection in a long locker mirror. Your ears had perked up at his approach but this was normal.

"You see anyone come in with a package?" He asked, his tone wasn't accusatory yet just curious.

"Nope, been here most the day." You lied. You kept eyes on him, feeling for any changes. Nothing in the tail and ears felt relaxed. He grumbled kicking his feet.

"You sure." He looked at you again. You felt the slightest twitch of your ear, pulling back a touch.

"Nope, maybe I missed 'em but I don't remember anyone." You kept your face neutral, uninterested. You tail felt tight, the muscles straining to twitch but you kept it still. Mansk just grumbled again before stalking back to get his clothes. You glanced to the mirror, you looked calm, no swishing or twitching. It worked, if you would maintain calm like before then there would be no tell.

You stood to leave, turning and bumping right into a broad wet chest. You glanced up to meet Quaritch's quirked eyebrow.

"Oh, uh sorry sir!" You felt your ears pin back now, tail swishing behind you. You were not calm anymore, your heart having jumped its way into your throat.

"At ease" Quaritch stepped around you, walking off to his own locker. His broad back dripping, you followed a trail down to his narrow hips and gulped. There was an odd musk to the room now and you decided it best to scamper off before your odd behavior could be remarked upon.

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So it seemed being snapped back in age and given a new body had reignited something of your old crush. Even in your human memories you'd remained nervous in front of the guy, so maybe you'd just been lying to yourself about being over it.

Even now sat amongst the other recoms awaiting Quaritch's commands you felt on edge. Though you could easily blame that on the tension of being caught. Maybe this was the moment, he'd been informed of your past self's crimes and they were going to rip you limb from limb.

His speech mirrored the one he'd given on your first day on Pandora. While they might not have been about to tear you apart you still felt your face pale, though you kept your expression neutral. You were all here to hunt down and kill Jake Sully, along with any other rebels and former RDA. So you were technically on the kill list.

The others cheered, clapping shoulders and getting excited. You smelt the change in the air, you recognized this scent change now, anticipation/excitement. You were still working on a catalogue of these, they'd be invaluable tells if you could pin point them.

Zdog gripped you, her scent was especially strong, mixed with something else. A musky smell you'd caught on her before, though you still couldn't place it yet. You gripped her other hand, playing along with the team, hoping no one else was picking up the scents as well as you. You must reek of anxiety.

#quaritch x you #quaritch x reader #miles quaritch #colonel quaritch #zdog #Zdinarsk #zdog x reader #avatar imagine #avatar #the way of water #my fics #recome again

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plzfeedmebread · 1 year

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☆.｡.:*The All Fic Masterlist.｡.:*☆

Hello everyone! Figured I should make one of these since I plan to flood this place with all of my nonsense! Will update is I write more! So please feel free to ask me if you have any requests for x reader! I'll also right any pairings you like, except Quaritch, he belongs to reader >:)))

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defodisturbed · 1 month

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Diet Culture - Poly!Recoms x PlusSize!reader

(A/N: inspired by the song Diet Culture by Brye! i love the song and can relate to it as a mid/plus-size person. i wrote this for my friend (you know who you are) and thought she would like it! i've always felt insecure and i'm sure many of you have as well. i hope this can bring you some joy or comfort even in the slightest. enjoy!)

And I know their worst fear is to look like me

And that fact makes me want to kill somebody.

To be a plus-sized person in the modern age has never been an easy feat. At least in the 16-18th century they thought it was very beautiful and desirable to have a body like mine. But now, as resources run dry and there's no space for everyone due to overpopulation, everyone hates fat people more than ever before. The body positivity movement was popular and utilized in the 21st century, but thats far, far behind us now. I feel crippling anxiety and shame every day for having to do the simplest things. Riding the train, feeling tired, and hell, even eating. My last thought before dying was that maybe in the next life I could be thinner.

Here I am now, staring at myself in the mirror. My skin is blue, I have stripes, and Lord, what a fatass I feel like. Why couldn't Parker or whoever's in charge of Project Phoenix just let me live in peace for once? My teammates are standing behind me as I examine my new teeth, tail, and my new skin. How big of a hospital gown did they have to make for me? I should apologize for this. I should apologize for having been brought back. Nobody wants a fat girl on their team. Nobody likes a fat girl. Nobody cares about fat girls. My thoughts run rampant through my head as I start to zone out.

"Hey, Y/N, you good? I know it's a little weird at first..." Lyle asks. I snap out of it and start to walk towards the door. I ask for someone to take me to my room, and so they escort me to my new place. It's very nice. They give me a lot of clothes and tell me to get comfortable because I'll be here awhile.

I get changed and explore my room. It's well lit, and when the lights are off, you can barely see anything. That's good for sleep. The bed is soft and it is comfortable.

When I get settled, the first number I call is my best friend. I tell her about how I just got resurrected and she asks how I feel.

"Fucking horrible. My body is still as fat if not fatter than it was before, my hair is messy, my skin is blue now, I have a weird tail and sharp teeth, and I just want to die again. I would like to die over and over again until they bring me back in at least a smaller body."

My friend tries to comfort me but her advice just doesn't do the trick this time. I tell her I gotta unpack and get situated. We say goodbye and I hang up.

Fuck, why did they have to do this to me?

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I hear a knock at the door. I roll my eyes, making a game out of guessing who wants to talk to me now. I open the door, seeing my old friend, Alicia Zdinarsk. I invite her in and she offers to help me unpack. I accept her offer, and as we unpack, she tells me how weird it was for her to wake up blue as well. I wanted to shout IT'S NOT THE BLUE! IT'S NOT THE TAIL, NOT THE TEETH, NOTHING LIKE THAT! but I held back. I can't argue without crying anyway.

"Hey, you okay? You kind of zoned out in the wakeup room." Z says. I reply, "Yeah, it's just I really wish they revived me in a smaller body. I don't know how they expect a fat girl to-"

"No. You're not gonna call yourself fat as an insult. You're so awesome, and I cannot imagine being here again without you. Sure, people on Earth might've hated fat people, but we're not on Earth anymore. And last time I checked, we all love you just as you are. You don't need to change anything about you. We love you more than you could ever imagine, okay?" Z said. I was stunned. "Okay." I replied. I was always amazed by their collective love for me, but I never thought it was as deep as this. Nobody has ever told me they love me in the way Z just did, let alone a whole team of soldiers.

"Hello?? Y/N, Z??? You in there??? Mansk is making cocktails for us and I want us all to be there when we get drunk and grind-y tonight!" Lyle yelled through the door, banging on it as he did so. "Lyle, we're gonna head over in a second! For right now, keep it in your pants!" Z yelled back. I chuckled as we finished the last box of stuff. I could hear Lyle make a noise of disappointment outside, not wanting to wait any longer. I rolled my eyes and looked into Z's deeply, before pulling her in for a little kiss. She returned it, and we hugged until Lyle came banging on the door again.

"Can we at least watch a movie in the meantime??"

MWAH hope yall enjoyed!! @dyingofcookies thought you would like this :3 💋💋

#zdinarsk #avatar zdog #recom zdog #avatar x reader #z dog x y/n #z dog #zdinarsk x reader #zdog x reader #atwow fluff #recom squad

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milequaritchsslut · 11 months

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Ooooo what about princess treatment/casual dominance with zdog? Like her fixing your hair when it gets a bit frazzled or she will tie your shoes for you when they come untied stuff like that maybe 😋 I need her to be a real person asap

Z-dog fluff headcannons

Warnings: fluff, possessiveness

- Zdog is such a sweetheart when it comes to her little baby girl. Her little human girlfriend, letting her do whatever she wants to her. Even if it’s a he farthest thing she would ever want, but as long as it makes you happy she’s willing.

- ‘Your hair needs to be redone z!’ Tangling your hair into her combed through braid. ‘I am fine y/n’ she’d say harshly, not being in the mood. ‘Come sit z’ of course she’s listen, your her little princess. It would probbaly take your tiny human hands awhile to get through all of her hair, a few grunts from zdog here and there. Yelling at you to go softer, but you’d just smack her head softly, telling her to calm down.

- She cuts the lines in the cafeteria so you can get your food first. Ignoring the multiple complaints and yells from the humans as she holds your hand. She’d turn around to the angry crowd and stare down at them from her 9 foot stance. Silencing them in a second by her terrifying form, god was she scary.

- She fixes your skirts and dresses when they ride up. ‘Trying to show off baby?’ She’d tease slyly, pulling down your skirt before you could even respond. She doesn’t care where you are or what your doing, she doesn’t need anyone seeing or touching what’s hers.

- She always checks your outfits in the morning before you two leave for work. Checking to see if that skirt shows too much, or if that white shirt showed your bra. Sometimes she even took out the measuring tape, you’d groan and roll your eyes. ‘I am not a child!’ Trying to push her hands away from your legs, she’d hold your hand together with one of hers to keep you from moving. ‘I don’t need anyone looking at you’

- When your on your period and your tossing and turning in pain she’s always right next to you. Giving you lots of kisses and hugs, cuddling you and rubbing your tummy wherever it hurts as you mumble whatever’s on your mind. Her big sapphire hands are the size of your stomach so it’s a bit hard to always get in the crevices but she tries her best. ‘You need anything else baby?’ ‘Mommy’s here for you’ she’d coo as she cuddles you from behind and plants small kisses down your neck and spine.

#avatar #avatar the way of water #zdog is my mommy literally #z dog x reader #zdog x reader #avatar zdog #z dog smut #recom zdog #yandere zdog #z dog x y/n #z dog #zdog x y/n #i love zdog #z dog supremacy #mommy z dog #z dog is mommy #z dog is my mommy

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percyjacksnpjo · 1 year

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Warnings: smut!!!!

relationship: DomReader x SubZdinarsk

Summary: Z had a crush on you for so long, stealing glances but never making a move. After a while you got tired of her not doing more so you decided to take matters into your own hands. Leading up to a heavy smut scenario. !!!Not edited lol!!

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Zdinarsk pov:

Z was not a very open person. She was close with very few people, but even then she never really showed her soft and submissive side. Throughout the years of living on Pandora no one had caught her eye until you. You came to Pandora to be an avatar driver for the RDA. Those who knew you would describe you as a tall, strong and independent women. Your presence always attracted lustful eyes. Almost all of the Recoms had a crush on you so it was no surprise Z did too. Anytime she could she would steal glances at you. Mesmerized by your big breasts, slim waist and curvy bottom. Whenever you bent over she got a perfect view down your shirt. Dirty thoughts would cloud her mind as she pictured her face in between them. Your strong hands pinning her down on the bed as you relentlessly eat her out like no tomorrow. She snapped out of her thoughts as your eyes meet hers. Noticing that she was staring at you. Immediately she looks away and goes back to eating her lunch, hoping you didn’t catch her staring for too long.

y/n pov:

Little did Z know, she had caught your eye from the moment you first saw her. Sitting at a table, talking with the rest of the recoms, laughing about some joke Lyle said. You wanted to ask her out but didn’t because you were unsure if she liked women. You had rarely seen her talking to anyone one on one so it was hard to tell. However, her glares never went unnoticed by you. You had caught her staring at your chest multiple times, causing her to blush uncontrollably and avert her gaze. You would be lying if you said you haven’t stared at her either. The way her hips swayed when she walked. Her cute little tits bouncing up and down when she works out. The thought of you fucking her into oblivion clouded your thoughts on a daily. Today though you decided you had had enough. Crafting a plan in your mind to get her into bed, you start making your way over to the table she was eating at. You noticed how tense Z got when she realized you were coming over to her.

“Hey” you said in a seductive tone, “you’re Zdinarsk, right?”

She looked up, shocked that you were talking to her. “Um y-yeah” she stuttered. A noticeable blush crept up her cheeks at her mess up.

“I was wondering if you could help me out with something? I heard your really good with automatic guns and i’m having some trouble with mine”

Zdinarsk pov:

why were you asking her for help? you probably knew more about guns than she does? Z was taken out of her thoughts when you spoke again.

“um hello? earth to Z?”

“Oh uh y-yeah of course. When would you like me to help you?” She asked, still in disbelief that you were talking to her.

“How about when you finish eating? Meet me in my room when you’re done.” You winked at her and walked away. She didn’t know what to think of your conversation. A nervous feeling flooded her system, immediately overthinking how to go about this. Finishing her food she stomped off and headed to your room. Walking up to your door she paced back and forth before working up the courage to actually knock. With sweaty palms, she knocked on you door 3 times before it came flying open. Leaving herself face to face with you.

y/n pov:

“Heyyy Z, come innnn” As Zdinarsk walks in, she takes a look around your room. Observing that it was much more decorated than hers, more homey. She didn’t know what to do so she stood there awkwardly in the middle of your room waiting for you to instruct her

“My guns right over there if you want to take a look at it”

“Oh r-right the gun” she stalked over to it and started working. “So what exactly is wrong with it? There doesn’t seem to be a problem” You make your way over to her, standing your chest to her back. Looking over her shoulder, she could feel your hot breath, sending shivers down her spine. Her focus was slipping, you could tell.

“Idk it wasn’t really working, the trigger was acting up” A hand meets her back and she tenses, immediately fixing her posture. Your hands slowly make their way to her thighs, drawing small circles with your fingertips.

“W-what are you doing?” Zdinarsk’s face turns purple from blushing.

“y’know I see the way you look at me” you tear the gun out of her hands and she looks at you with wide eyes. “how you stare at my chest and get so lost in thought. When I pass by you I can smell your arousal” You slowly start inching forward causing her to back up until she hits the end of your bed. You push her down, and can see that she is visibly shaking. “I have not been any better though” you confess. “your perky tits and plump ass make it difficult to stay focused during work” she looked shocked at your confession.

Taking your place on the bed above her, you bring your hands up to her top, ripping it off in one try.

“W-wait” she tries to say but you ignore her pleas. You attach your lips to hers causing a moan to slip out of her mouth. Content with the response elicited from her you make your way down. Trailing kisses from her neck to stop at her chest. You take one of her perfectly erect nipples into your mouth and suck harshly. Your other free hand groping the other one, eliciting another moan from her. After a minute you decide to take it to the next step. Making your way down to her core you slip her shorts down to reveal her glistening pussy.

“Wow Z, so wet for me already” she moans and looks down at you with pleading eyes.

“y/n, p-pleaseee” she begs.

“what honey? you gotta use your words big girl”

“p-please touch me” bringing your hand to her slit you insert 2 fingers into her slick pussy. You curl them and start slowly pumping your hand back and forth. She wreathes underneath you and clings to your arms for support. You dip your head in between her legs and latch your mouth onto her clit, sucking harshly. Z let’s out a high pitched moan and tugs on your hair.

“uh- uh- uh sweet girl. Keep your hands up for me will ya?” she nods and places them back above her head. As you continue your attack on her clit, your fingers find that soft spot in her causing her to scream loudly. Her hands immediately leave their assigned spot to tug on the sheets of your bed. You halt your assault on her clit and Z let’s out small whimper.

“What did I say about your hands Z?” If you can’t be a good girl you won’t get rewarded. Do I have to punish you?”

“nooooo” she whines. “i’ll be a good girl. i promiseeee” However, as she is saying this you are unbuckling the belt from your waist and tying her hands above her head to your headboard.

“I think you need to be punished you bad girl. and maybe after your punishment you will get rewarded” Another whine escapes from her mouth but she does not protest. You flip her over so she is now laying on her stomach. Crawling over her, you knead her cute butt in your hands.

“i’m gonna spank you 10 times okay? and I want you to count for me. Can you do that baby?” She looks back at you and nods her head.

“words Z, I need you to use your words” you continue kneading her butt, waiting for her response.

“yes fuck, yeah I can do that” Smiling down at her you raise your hand and bring it down on her butt with a hard slap. Z screeches and moans.

“count” you demand.

“one” she speaks quietly.

After 9 more times her soft mounds of flesh are now bright purple from impact. You soothe your hands over her butt and give a kiss to each cheek. Smiling to yourself, proud of your work, you decide that she deserves a reward for being such a good girl. Flipping her back over, you take your place in between her legs again, taking her clit back in your mouth and repeating the same motions with your fingers as before. More moans continue to come from her as you pick up the speed. Z’s now trembling body indicating her climax was approaching. Keeping a steady rhythm you help her build her climax until the cord in her belly snaps. She comes undone, wreathing underneath you.

“FUCK” she screams. She squirts your face with her juices and coats her thighs with her cum.

“Damn that was hot.” you say to her. A blush creeps up her face and she tries to move up and out from under you.

“nope- i don’t think so” you say as you pull her back down. “we’re not done yet. i know you still have another round in you.” she looks at you with those captivating eyes wondering what you have planned for her next. Taking a step off the bed, you quickly rid yourself of any other clothing that might have been on you. Now standing naked in front of Z, she takes in your curvy figure, eyes stuck on the sight of your breasts.

“see something you like” you smirk, causing her to advert her gaze. You make your way over to her and once again settle yourself in between her legs. Grabbing one of them and putting in over your shoulder, you straddle the other leg so that you are sitting scissored on her. Her eyes widen as she realized what you’re doing. Both moaning at the contact of your most intimate parts. You start to grind yourself on her, slowly, making sure your taking your time. Your clits rub together in rhythm causing Z to whimper, as her clit was still sensitive from her previous orgasm. You kiss her thigh that’s draped over your shoulder and continue to grind against her pussy. By now Z is a moaning mess. You wanted to drag this out as long as possible, not knowing when you would be able to do this again. Though soon enough pleasure takes over and you are both cumming together. Satisfied with your work, you kiss up her body, leaving more hickeys that will definitely be visible to your comrades. Whatever, you didn’t care. You untie the bonds on her wrists and lay down on your side next to her. Both just taking in each other’s presence.

“we should do that again sometime” Z insists.

“I won’t say no to that” you chuckle back. After a while you both fall into a peaceful silence, content with the way things ended up. This women is gonna be the death of me. You think as you slowly drift off to sleep.

#z dog smut #zdog x reader #recom zdog #zdog #zdinarsk smut #zdinarsk #avatar #avatar twow #quartich #recoms #smut #lyle wainfleet

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anangelwhodidntfall · 11 months

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Intimacy Challenge: Day (2)

30 day intimacy challenge

word count: 2k

Day 2: A good make out session can calm the stress in your life and bring you closer to your partner.

A/N: I’m really nervous about this, i typically stay away from writing anything related to smut only leading up to it, so I apologize if this sucks <3

Z-dog: It had started out really innocent, you two were just in your room since she had no privacy in hers watching a movie and a few kisses here and there. You giggled as you felt her start kissing your jaw and neck before leaning up and pressing another one on your lips to which you deepened. Without breaking the kiss, she pulled you into her lap, where it was much easier for you to kiss her, as you felt her hands sliding up the shirt you were wearing.

You broke apart for a minute so she could lift it over your head and you guys went back to kissing and leaving marks all over each other. You were currently grinding into her as she left lovebites all her your chest when someone knocked on your door making you both confused until you heard that voice.

"Yo Z! Colonel needs us for some kind of meeting!" Lyle said banging on your door.

"Tell him that I'm busy or something." She shouted back as you kept kissing her.

"Z you know he's gonna be mad if you don't show." He said making her roll her eyes.

"I don't care, I'm busy right now." She said making you giggle as she kissed you again.

You both heard the code to your room being opened which made you scramble to cover yourself as your girlfriend hide you behind her back not wanting him to see you like this. Lyle walked in looked at the state of you and your girlfriend and smirked.

"Ohhhh I see now. Looking good y/n." He said as Alicia growled at him.

"Easy there Zdarksink. Just a harmless compliment." He said holding his hands up at her as she still growled at him.

"How do you even know the code to my room?" You asked him.

"Colonel gave it to me in case Zdog here was asleep or something, but clearly she wasn't." He said.

"Babe maybe you should go." You said to her.

"I will once he leaves." She said glaring at him, keeping a protective cover over you.

"Alright I'm going but y/n if you ever get bored, feel free to come see me." He said to you with a wink as you watched your girlfriend fly off the bed.

"I swear to god I will gut you like a fish Wainefleet." She said chasing after him as you laughed.

"I'm so sorry my love, we will continue this later." She said leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips.

"It's alright by the way you look so hot protecting me like that." You said as you saw her sigh.

"Later. We will continue this later." She said giving you one last kiss before leaving.

Tsu'tey: It had happened during the clan celebration of a good hunt and you showed up dressed like that. Tsu'tey eyes had found you the moment you had arrived with your friends and immediately made his way over towards you.

"Yawne." He said placing a kiss on your hand.

"Tsu." You said placing a kiss on his lips.

"You look so beautiful tonight, did you make this?" He asked making you do a little twirl.

"No bffs name made it for me, do you like it?" You asked him.

"I love it a lot, remind me to give her my thanks." He said licking his lips at you.

And that's how you two ended up in the middle of the woods hands all over each other and kisses all over each other's body. You were slowly grinding into him as he left love bites all over your neck and chest, letting out a moan when he formed his newest before leaning up and catching your mouth with a kiss.

"If you keep moving like that, we will never make it back to the celebration." He said as you smirked at him.

"Lovebirds we are getting ready to eat!" You heard one of your friends call out making you laugh as Tsu'tey groaned.

"We can finish this later my love, I promise." You said giving him one last kiss before standing up and fixing your top.

Neteyam:

Neteyam had a rare moment of peace without having to worry about his siblings or his chores, so he took the chance to spend it with you, which leads to you two having a small but heated makeout session in yall's favorite part of the woods where no one would find you.

"You gotta be quiet, flower you are gonna get us caught." He said in between the kisses being placed on your neck.

"Me? You need to stop, you know that is.. my weak spot..."You said in between moans as he sucked a new love bite onto your neck.

"I know which is why I always kiss you there." He said with a smile as he leaned up and kissed you.

He had you pressed against the tree as you two feverishly kissed one another and were exploring each other's bodies.

"So pretty ma y/n, I can never get enough of you." He said as you smiled pulling him closer to you.

"Neteyam!" You heard Kiri calling out which caused you two to look at each other wide-eyed.

"Neteyam!" Tuk called which forced you to push him off of you so you could fix your top before Tuk came over.

“we will finish this later." He said as his sisters came running over to you.

"Ew." Kiri said after looking at the state you and Neteyam were in which made you guys laugh.

Jake: You were having a rough day and Jake needed some way to help you calm down and relax so he kissed you and half expected you to push him off which you sometimes did when you were frustrated but to his surprise, you melted in his arms where he guided you to the floor, before pulling you into his lap.

"I'm sorry your day was so bad, let me fix it for you?" He asked you in between kisses.

"Please do." You said before going back to kissing him.

All that was said or heard for a while was the sound of kissing, moans, and ragged breaths as you felt relaxed from the terrible day you had. Right now Jake was placing kisses all along your neck and chest area before he pressed a few all over your face and one final on your lips.

"You gonna tell me who's responsible for giving my baby such a rough day?" He asked brushing some of your hair out your face.

"Don't want to talk about it right now, just want to be here with you." You said wrapping your arms around him.

"I can do that too. He said pressing a kiss against your forehead before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against his chest.

Tasem: He had come back from a hunting trip that he had been on for a few days, he had missed you so much. It was the first time since you guys fully mated that you two had been apart for this long, so when he got back he immediately ran to find you. You had been working on a new top for your friend when he came rushing inside.

"Ma Tarsem!" You said rushing up from your spot and into his arms.

"Ma y/n, I've missed you so much." He said placing kisses all over your face.

"I can tell. Did you even help unpack after the hunt?" You asked him with a giggle.

"No, I only wanted to come see you and get some of my kisses from you." He said placing another kiss on your lips.

"Well, I can help with that." You said placing another kiss on your lips to which he depended.

Reaching behind you and closing the flap to your tent so no one would bother before he picked you up and carried you over to your guy's bed where he sat down and kept you in his lap as you guys kept kissing.

"Missed you so much ma Tarsem." You said as kissed his jaw and neck.

"Missed you more ma y/n." He said running his fingers through your hair as he kissed you.

The only thing that was heard throughout the tent was the sound of breathless moans and kissing, you both hated time apart but it made you it so much more when you were together.

#30 day initmacy challenge #jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully x you #neteyam #neteyam x reader #tarsem x you #tarsem x reader #recom zdog #zdog x reader #tsu’tey x reader #tsu'tey imagines #avatar way of water

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Zdinarsk x Afab!Reader || The Gym

OHHH BOY I HOPE THIS IS AS GOOD AS I FEEL IT IS LMFAO LORD SHES SO FINE, POSSIBLE PART 2 IF REQUESTED IDK HEBDUDBNDI

(love how it was supposed to be just a softish thigh riding fic and now it’s no where close to that)

NSFW MINORS DNI

Warning ; Squirting, daddy kink, fingering, oral, submissive reader

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To say Zdinarsk was hot was the understatement of the year, she was beyond hot, she was a fucking deity in comparison to everyone else, especially right now as you watch as she lay across the bench, large bar in her hands with giant weights at each end.

She had asked you to go to the gym with her today, and having the time, you thought maybe it wouldn’t hurt, it’s your girlfriend, might as well go show some support!

So now here you were, sat near your mountain of a partner, watching her and giving words of encouragement. Though it’s only natural that your eyes would start to wander. Admiring how her skin glistened, faintly glowing under the hair lights. Her muscular body covered in a thin layer of sweat from the previous and current exercises she’s done.

The muscles on her arms were tense too, flexing and slightly jiggling with each movement going up, then down, up, and down.

You tried being subtle in your stares, you really did.

Though Zdinarsk picked up on your gaze from the corner of her eye. Your eyes burned into her she could smell you. Your legs shifting not realizing yourself that you were getting worked up.

She knew she was the cause to your arousal, there was no denying that, and every thought of you she had drove her insane forcing herself to keep at her workout. Once she saw your thighs rub together subconsciously, that was when she broke, letting out a guttural growl as she puts the barbell back on its original stand with a loud clang.

Zdinarsk’s growl, wasn’t a quiet either, it rang through your ears, sending a wave of arousal through straight to your throbbing core.

”Come with me.” She orders out with a flare of her nostrils, having shifted quickly to be stood in front of you smelling the second strong wave of you getting excited. Your body’s reactions only spurred her on more—making her almost moan at the sole sight of you looking up at her.

Watching as you blink out of your little daze you had been in. You open your mouth, then close it promptly, nodding obediently.

The way you looked so innocent with your glistening eyes, it had her swiftly turn herself to power walk to the locker room, tail whipping fiercely behind her.

You follow quickly. Why had she suddenly stopped? (She hadn’t even finished her last set, and you definitely weren’t done admiring her either—)

The moment you passed through the door, she was towering over you, backing you further into the room.

”Are you always so desperate for me? So utterly pathetic that you stare shamelessly where everyone can see?” She sharply teases, words biting into you watching how you flush red, had you been that obvious? You were definitely embarrassed at being called out, the floor suddenly much more interesting then the sweaty, hungry predator before you.

You could barely even whimper a response, managing a weak, “Couldn’t help it..” You find yourself silently cursing at how your voice shook, eyes still blown watching your girlfriends every move.

She replied with a scoff before moving forward, predatory gaze still on you never wavering as she backs you into one of the benches in the room. You frantically try to collect yourself as you stumble over now sat, was she always this scary looking? It wasn’t a bad scary, quite the opposite in fact, it had your pussy clench at how she cornered you.

She loves seeing you embarrassed and nervous, seeing how you were also mostly excited by her every move.

”Couldn’t help it hm? Then I can’t help but do this.” She rumbles out, licking her lips having a big smirk form as she tears the sweatpants you had been wearing, successfully tearing them in the process with a loud rip receiving a loud gasp from you. She ignored your whines and protests about your pants, she herself was getting worked up, Zdinarsk also hadn’t realized just how worked up she herself had gotten.

She needed you, and right now.

To your girlfriend Zdinarsk’s delight, your bottom half was bare before her, juices clinging to your skin—no wonder your aroused scent had been so intense. “No panties today? For me doll?” She hums teasingly, brows raised at you with a smug smirk.

You found yourself whining once more in embarrassment—you forgot that you hadn’t put on underwear. You even did this intentionally when you changed for the gym now that you remember—This was all embarrassing, you keep getting caught, thing after thing!

You squirmed under her grasp, shying away in attempts to hide yourself and your face.

She, however had none of that.

Zdinarsk kept you easily held down, maneuvering herself skillfully to hook her arms around your thighs to hold you in place under her, tutting at you, “Don’t be a brat and answer daddy, be a good whore for me yeah?” She whispers, looking at your through her lashes as she sunk her head down.

You watched her kiss your thighs, then bite down hard leaving you to yelp in shock and pain, tear pricking your eye. “What was that for?” You whine, looking at her frantically, watching how she licked the now bloody giant mark at your inner leg.

“Most of my other marks re’ gone, had to add one quickly.” She stated, and without warning, she moved to nudge your folds with her flat nose, the sudden attention to your throbbing heat making you gasp. Her ears twitch in delight at the reaction, and she drags her tongue through your folds, ensuring her nose bumped your clit.

After that, her tongue began its assault at your sensitive hole. Shocked, a moan leaves you when she starts loudly eating you out, moaning sinfully into your cunt. Her tongue was relentless as she smoothly glided circles and figure eights at your clit, the wet muscle teasing your cunt when she would adjust to take more in to catch all of your juices in her greedy mouth. It wasn’t long before she was adding fingers to the mix either, barely giving you time to adjust to her tongues relentless pace.

You writhed in her grasp, choked out moans escaping you, it was happening all so fast, your previous arousal making your orgasm build much quicker then other days.

Zdinarsk could tell you were close now too, how you were twitching more frequently, how your breaths would hiccup—You were fucking drooling, how her fingers thrusted against your fluttering walls was driving you insane, and you feel so good. Your girlfriend never let up her intense actions, ensuring your pussy would be red and swollen from her.

She kept at her pace, Zdinarsk herself was enjoying this all too much, sweaty, your intense aroused scent filling her nose, god and how your skin felt beneath her—Her hips jerked forward instinctively and she groaned loudly.

“Daddy—Daddy wait—“ You blubber out through a strained moan, hearing her growl, “Take it, I know you fucking can needy whore—“

The coil in you snaps, her voice and how it vibrated against your aching clit, how her fingers curl inside you in the most sinful ways. You’re body spasms, moaning loudly under her as you cover her in your juices, effectively squirting all over her. Zdinarsk stared the whole time wide eyed, you’ve never squirted before with her.

You look down and you flush an even brighter red, staring in disbelief that you just squirted, and all over her face and chest,

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry—“ You barely stutter out, trying to catch your breath. Zdinarsk untangled from your legs and moved upwards, face coated in your slick, fingers still dancing across your now soaked cunt. And then, when she finally could reach, she roughly pressed her lips to yours.

“Don’t apologize, that was hot s’ fuck, never know ya’ could squirt.” She grinned out after you separate, and you whine.

“I didn’t know either! It just happened, hey—this isn’t funny, why are you grinning!” You playfully huff, pushing her chest lightly as if you could do anything in the first place—a small shy smile creeping it’s way onto your face.

Silence fell before you and her hand was still cupping your cunt, and you feel her grind her hand upwards against you. You saw how her eyes started to haze over again.

Your eyes widen, and you hear Zdinarsk loudly growl promptly stuffing her fingers back inside of you, leaning down to lick a stripe up your neck. Your moans were even louder then before, the sensitivity from your previous orgasm making your jaw fall slack.

“So.. I’d say you’re ready for daddy’s cock now, yeah?”

>ZDOG REFERRING TO HER STRAP AS HER COCK WOOOF REQUESTS OPEN LMAO HOPE YOU ENJOYED

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