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Hi anla! are you comfortable writing a Tsireya x fem! Omatikaya! reader where reader is very tough and intimidating and is quiet and prefers to spend time alone. Tsireya finds her by the water one time instead of being with her family and tries to talk to her but gets blown off— she then makes it her mission to get close to reader and after a while reader lets her?? idk maybe some cute slow burn romance? thank you and ur writing is sooo good!

Pairing: Tsireya/Fem!Reader (Sully daughter, lol)

Word Count: 1,572

Warnings: Cuteness overload? Small mention of violence? Hinted courting? Not sure what else, but this was written on my phone, so it's not in my best element and is also shorter than I wanted.

Taglist: @mooniequeen @avatar-lover @taronyuhunter

A/n: I definitely played into the unspoken fact that Na'vi, or at least Forest Na'vi, are basically cats 😅

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When you first brushed off Tsireya's friendly conversation, the chief's daughter was beside herself all night thinking she had done something wrong, wondering why anyone wouldn't want a new friend in a strange, foreign place far away from home. Tsireya knew that if she was in your place, she'd be desperate for new friends to keep herself sane so she wouldn't feel as homesick.

Needless to say it was a little hurtful and confusing when you completely ignored her attempts at befriending you. You, the sibling born between Kiri and Lo'ak, didn't appear interested in anyone or anything other than your space. Your brothers and sisters, who are way more outgoing and eager to befriend Tsireya and the other reef children, don't even appear bothered by your mannerisms. Tsireya decided to ask Lo'ak why that was.

According to your younger brother, you have always been this way. You kept to yourself and only made time for family when you absolutely had to.

"What about friends?" Tsireya had asked, bewildered.

Lo'ak simply shrugged, "She considers us her friends, too."

That baffled the reef girl to no end. How can someone not want to find friends outside of her own family? Wouldn't you get tired of them and need to talk to someone outside of your circle of relatives? Tsireya can understand having boundaries but to this extreme? It both confused and intrigued her.

No longer hurt by your behavior, her curiosity had gotten the better of Tsireya. Even though you were a little intimidating, it didn't sway her from trying to hang out with you more.

She first started by just simply staying by your side. She didn't talk or anything, just sat or walked by your side, regardless of the side glances you gave her. Despite wanting to fill any awkward silence between the two of you, she kept quiet and instead just tried to get you used to her presence, wanting you to at least trust and feel comfortable around her. Whenever you side-eyed Tsireya, she simply smiled and ignored how put-off and tough you looked.

Lo'ak had never seen a cat before in his life, but from what his father had told him, you were very much like one. Jake affectionately compared you to a stray cat all the time, even more so than Spider. To gain your trust, someone would need to have unlimited patience and kindness. No one outside of your family had ever tried and if they did, gave up too easily. Spider was the only exception. Growing up together, you silently considered him your family just as much as your siblings.

However, while watching Tsireya try to approach you with her silent tactics, Lo'ak couldn't help but agree with his father about the stray cat's comment.

Once it's safe to assume you didn't care whether or not Tsireya was hanging out with you, she moved on to small, teeny tiny talks. She does this by complimenting you.

"Your hair is really beautiful today."

"I love that bracelet Tuk made for you. It compliments your eyes."

"You're amazing at fishing!"

It was... like walking on thin ice. You didn't say anything back, but your expression made you look wary of the compliments. If your hair wasn't hiding them, Tsireya would've seen the dark blush that enveloped them. Once you are no longer entirely put off by this step of conversing with you, the chief's daughter starts letting you in on all of her village gossip.

"Don't let Rotxo know I told you this, but he's very infatuated with Kiri."

"My mother had to treat one of our deep divers who thought it was a good idea to wrestle with his own tsurak."

"Our best singer thinks she can fool everyone by always wearing a shawl, but we all know she's trying to hide her growing belly."

You never say anything in response to the gossip, but Tsireya didn't miss the way your ears twitched, letting her know that you were listening to her, regardless of how you felt about village rumors. It made her smile, knowing that you were paying attention. She hadn't realized, but Tsireya had found herself enjoying talking to you, even though you never responded. What was once an attempt to get you to like her ended up being something that she ended up liking about you. Tsireya is one who is never at a loss for words and has even been told at times -mostly by her brother- that she talks too much. So to have someone not say a word but she knows is listening to every word she says was heartwarming, to say the least.

The curiosity and drive to be your friend slowly turned into an infatuation when she got you to smile for the first time.

She had boldly decided to gift you something but knew that it wouldn't be genuine if she didn't make something that you liked. Instead of jewelry, she made a small shell ornament meant to go on the front of your ikran's harness. When she handed you the gift, she felt as though the air had been stolen from her lungs at the sight of your smile.

It was small, but it was definitely there. You had what Lo'ak and Spider would use to call a "resting bitch face" and so any other emotion you expressed was easy to place. Tsireya found herself wanting to weave your smile into her memory, to swim to the Cove of the Ancestors as fast as possible to connect to the Spirit Tree and have your smile forever remembered by Eywa.

"I don't know why you like her so much," Ao'nung comments as he and his sister do their morning chores. He visibly shivers with his usual, permanent scowl ebbed on his face, an expression he most definitely inherited from Ronal, "She looks like she could rip my throat out with her teeth."

Poor, sweet, innocent Tsireya found herself shocked as something warm and pleasant rolled in her stomach, the image of you being so ferocious sending a weak chill down her spine. Unbeknownst to Ao'nung, his sister was in a dilemma, beside herself as to why it pleased her at the mere thought of you being able to end someone just by using your teeth. Trying to hide the growing blush rising to her face, Tsireya kept her head down and purposely focused on the fishing net she was mending.

"She's strong and fierce," the reef girl simply states, "And she's a good listener."

Ao'nung squints at her, baffled and put off by Tsireya's observation of you, but doesn't comment further.

But this strange friendship between you and his sister only baffled him further when the next time all of the reef children and Sullys were working together to build a strong canoe. You had approached the group, much to everyone's surprise, and held your hand out to the chief's daughter.

"Reya..."

All eyes quickly glance between you and Tsireya, not sure who everyone should be looking at. Rotxo and Ao'nung's jaws drop, never knowing what your voice sounded like before now. Ao'nung is even more affronted by the nickname you gave his sister. No one calls her that.

Tsireya's face visibly brightens as if you had just shown her the stars for the first time. Standing up to join you, she holds her hand out as you place something down in the center of her palm.

Your smile had returned as she drew close, faint and perhaps a bit shy, but it was present and it made her heart skip a beat as you whispered, "A piece of the Omatikaya."

You drew your hand away and then quickly turned around, walking back down the beach from the way you came. Tsireya nearly whined when she could no longer feel the heat that naturally radiated from your skin before remembering the item now nestled in her hand. Looking down, she uncurls her fingers and gasps quietly.

It was a beautiful choker made out of red and orange beads, tied tightly together, meant to climb up her neck and make her look taller, something similar to what she'd seen Neteyam and Neytiri wear. She had never worn anything with such bright, warm colors, reminding her of the fire in your yellow, piercing eyes. Without a second thought, she removed her own necklace and replaced it with yours, her fingers shaking with excitement as she clasped it around her neck. Beaming proudly, she turned back to your siblings and the other reef children to show off your gift, and while some of them were speechless, Tuk wasn't the least bit surprised by the exchange she had witnessed and squealed.

"It looks so pretty on you! I was watching her make that for hours and couldn't wait to see how it turned out!"

The young Na'vi girl's statement had everyone finally blinking from their shock, Rotxo even going as far as complimenting Tsireya's new necklace while your siblings and even Ao'nung all looked at one another with wary suspicion. Ao'nung waited until Tsireya was caught up speaking adamantly to Tuk and Rotxo before he snapped quietly at the other Sully siblings.

"What in Eywa's name was that??"

Lo'ak's jaw tightens but he doesn't say a word, briefly remembering another fun fact about cats that his father once told him. Something about what it means when a cat likes or trusts another animal or person, they tend to start gifting things like dead rodents.

He visibly shivers, hoping his sister won't go as far as to start bringing dead things to Tsireya.

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Tìsom

Romancing Pandora Day: #6 ~ Rut Cycle

Pairing: So'lek x human fem reader

Words: 4.3K

Summary: Your persistence pays off better than you ever thought it would.

Warnings: NSFW, So'lek in rut, mean So'lek, oral sex (male receiving), throat bulge, choking, breath play, biting, small mentions of blood, P in V, belly bulge, rough sex, size difference, human x Na'vi.

Notes: I know there's probably a lot that's out of canon in this fic, but I don't have a PS5 so I can't play the game. And I wrote this on vacation, so I didn't have much time to watch gameplays. I've based the personalities of the characters on other's writing, so I'm sorry ☹️

Credits: Credit to the incredible @pandoraslxna for the So'lek gif. Credit to @cafekitsune for the MDNI and Support banners.

Na'vi Translation:

Tìsom: Heat

Tsìltsan kaym: Good evening

Ma: Vocative marker used to indicate whom the speaker is addressing. Can be used with a name.

Ngaru lu fpom srak: Are you well; do you have peace/well-being

Tawtute: Spy People/Person

Mawey: Be calm

Hì'i tawtute: Little human

You embarrass yourself most days from how badly you're trying to get his attention.

You don't know what draws you to So'lek, what makes him so fascinating to you, or why his rough exterior calls to you.

Maybe it's the damage you see in his eyes that makes you believe you could help him, teach him to build trust for humans; possibly grow a deeper friendship or relationship with them.

He does have tentative friendships with some human Resistance members; Priya being the only person allowed to annoy him as much as she does. But that lenience has never been given to you. Most days, So'lek doesn't even act like you exist.

It's not like you haven't tried to get to know him, crack open that tough outer shell he's made around his heart and mind, using kind gestures and sweet words to help him realize you mean no harm. But everytime you're met with a neutral expression and a small grunt of acknowledgment.

He's gruff and dismissive of most people, especially humans. When you first met, he didn't even bother to look down and actually look at you, only talking to Alma about how much he didn't want another unknown person roaming the halls. You about kicked him in the shin that day, Alma's grip on your shoulder keeping you calm.

You quickly made friends with everyone else, you couldn't get Teylan to leave you alone for weeks after your arrival, constantly answering every question he had. Spending the day listening to Priya rant about whatever flies through her mind.

So'lek will never trust you or any other human, no matter the circumstances, no matter what you do, you will forever be nothing more than a inconvenience to him. So you give up, excepting that what you want is something you can't have.

But God, do you want him badly.

The cold metal of the table you're sitting at feels like it's burning against your the skin of your forehead, Priya's voice droning on in the background as you shield your eyes from the bright light hanging overhead, nursing a stress headache building in the back of your head, hours of working on your xenobotony research straining your eyes and frying your brain.

Heavy footsteps vibrate the table, catching your attention for a moment before you hear Teylan greet you, "Tsìltsan kaym, ma Y/N!" his cheery voice booms through the small living space, happy to be practicing his Na'vi on anyone that'll listen to him.

"Hey, 'Tey." you mumble into the table, not needing to look up to know the nickname has made him blush a light shade of lavender like always.

Priya chuckles, plopping down onto a worn pillow acting like a cushion on the floor, "She's feeling moody today." she teases, chucking a jerky stick at your shoulder.

You raise your middle finger at her, fumbling to find the jerky stick she threw at you so you can nibble on it.

"Why are you angry? Has something happened?" Teylan asks, laying his big, warm palm on your shoulder blades. You can hear Priya cackling in the background, probably amused at Teylan's concern over your mood swing.

You suppress a growl, turning your head to look up at the gentle giant above you. "I'm not angry–"

BANG!

The sound of a door slamming makes all three of you jump, the familiar jingle of dogtags sending a shiver down your spine as you turn around toward the sound to see a very pissed off So'lek stomp into the living area, a deep scowl etched into his face, marring his pretty features.

So'lek looks sick, his skin darker than normal from the heat flush covering his face and chest, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead, his hair messy like he's been constantly running his hand through it. His piercing golden eyes land on you, eyes narrowing on Teylan's hand on your shoulder causing him to withdraw it instantly.

You avoid his hard stare, looking down at the ground as he passes by. "Are you sick?" you ask, pulling at a string that's dangling from the hem of your shirt.

So'lek doesn't answer you, rounding the corner to the armory, you can hear him racking back his rifle and inserting a clip in, smacking it into place.

Teylan slowly walks towards the armory, peeking around the corner inside. "Ma So'lek, ngaru lu fpom srak?" he asks, reaching out to touch So'lek's shoulder.

So'lek pulls away from Teylan's touch, scowling deepening. "I'm fine, leave me be!" he growls, turning his hard gaze to Teylan.

Teylan recoils at So'lek's harsh words and appearance, stepping back with his head bowed. So'lek softens at Teylan's cowarding stance, taking a cautious step towards him, laying his much larger hand on Teylan's shoulder, squeezing to get his attention. "I'm sorry, Teylan, I'm just not feeling well."

So'lek pats his cheek, "And your pronunciations are getting better. Good job." Teylan's tail curls up, swaying happily behind as he looks up at So'lek, giving him a shy smile.

You get off your chair, peeking out behind Teylan's thigh, looking up at So'lek. Your movements catch So'lek's attention, his eyes snapping to yours, nostrils flaring at your approach. "If you're not feeling well, you should stay i–"

He immediately cuts you off, "I'm going on patrol." he grits, clenching his jaw so hard you're afraid he'll snap his teeth as he enters the pressurization chamber, impatiently waiting for the beep before wretching open the pressured door.

"But Nor and Sarentu are already–" Priya is cut off by the door slamming closed, a blast of air from the force of the door closing ruffling everything around you, throwing your paperwork to the floor.

"And you guys call me moody." you snort, climbing back into your seat and resting your head back down onto the table, blindly catching your pen before it falls to the floor.

"I've never seen him this... untamed before." Priya says, frowning as she stares down at the floor. "He must be really sick."

Teylan shakes his head, mumbling to himself, "His scent was different. Like he..." he trails off, a deep purple dusting over his ears and cheeks.

You look up at him, poking the space between his vest and belt as you stand, "Like what? You know what's up with him?" you ask, lazily picking up your paperwork.

"N-Nothing, nothing." Teylan avoids looking at you, tipping the bill of his hat down to cover his growing blush.

Before you can coax an answer out of him, Teylan's ear twitches, reaching up to push at the ear piece in his ear deeper to listen. Touching the button on his throat comm, he answers, "Okay, I will tell them."

Priya bites off a piece of jerky, "What's up?"

"Alma wants to examine the Sarentu again and can't get a hold of them on the comms. She wants So'lek to find them, but can't reach him..." Teylan's ears lay flat as he glances at the door, looking back at you and Priya.

You straighten your paperwork, using the clip on your pen to hold everything together. Your stomach twists, a stupid idea bouncing around in your brain as you sit in silence, blanking staring at the door. You never go outside of HQ alone. Hell, you haven't gone outside in weeks. Yet the idea of getting So'lek alone for the very first time since you've met, hopefully coaxing him back to HQ with the Sarentu to rest from whatever strange illness he's going through appeals to you, tugging on your heart, causing the pressure in the back of your skull tighten.

Sighing, you walk past Teylan, grabbing your breathing mask from it's hook, wiping away the light coating of dust on the glass before securing it on your face, grabbing a flashlight and clipping it to your belt.

Priya ungracefully fumbles off her cushion, stumbling as she stands, "Where are you going?"

"Getting So'lek."

Teylan stiffens at that, grabbing your hands in his bigger ones, "No, no! It's too dangerous, I will go." he reasons, attempting to pull your mask off. Your irritation melt at how concerned Teylan is about you.

"'Tey," you take ahold of his trembling hands. "I'll be fine. He can't have gone far, I'll go in the direction of where Nor had last updated their location and if I see So'lek, I'll tell him what's up." you reassure him, squeezing his hands as best you can before letting him go, entering the pressurization chamber and sealing it behind you.

Teylan taps on the glass, "Please be careful, So'lek is... not himself now."

His vague explanation confuses you, but before you can have him clarify, the bright red light overhead turns green, followed by a loud beep signaling the chamber has pressurized. You open the door, allowing the light from inside to illuminate a small amount of the dark forest surrounding you. The door seals shut behind you, leaving you standing in complete darkness for a moment before you grab your flashlight, clicking it on and scanning the terrain.

"I'm an idiot." you think just as an unknown creature shriek echoes in the distance. The urge to turn around and go back inside is overwhelming, but Alma's nonstop complaining about not getting her way is too compelling to not go forward.

You're crouched low, keeping your hand over the light to not make your presence known but still give you some kind of light, staying close to the trees and walking in the underbrush under the tall plants hanging above you, acting like a shield as you slowly trek through Pandora's lethal jungle.

The ground goes from rocky to muddy quickly, your shoes getting stuck in the sludge, causing each step to make a squelching sound, your feet stick to the ground slowing you down.

"Fan-fucking-tastic." you grumble to yourself, clinging to the tree next to you, using the leverage to pull your mud soaked sneakers out of the muck. You take careful steps around the mud holes, little rocks clinging to the mud on your shoes making crunching sound at every step.

You're standing on a small hill overlooking the valley below, a small pond at the bottom. Resting against a large bush, you snap off leaves to wipe off your shoes. Glancing to the water again, a quick movement makes you freeze, your heart skipping a beat at the possibility of some creature spotting your location.

The tall, dark figure glides through the water, it's facing away from you, making it hard to make out it's features as it leans into a large boulder jutting out of the water. The night seems to go silent as a deep groan filters up to your ears, curiosity gets the best of you as you lean forward, squinting against the dark to see better.

You should be running, making a quiet escape away from whatever is in the waters below. But it's deep groans and grunts sound... familiar. The lithe form almost recognizable the longer you stare at it, it's dark blue skin more enticing than you'd care to admit.

"Ma Eywa– fuck!"

The human word bounces off the valley walls below, slapping you across the face so hard you stop breathing. Your eyes go impossibly wide as the figure leans back, exposing the two beautiful marks running down his forehead. His muzzle is crunched up in a snarl, eyes closed as his hand restlessly tugs against his cock, a long and deep groan filling the night as a thick spurt of his cum paints the side of the boulder over and over again.

"So'lek?" The word leaves your mouth before you could stop it, pure horror burrowing into your soul when So'lek whips around, sharp yellow eyes glaring up at the treeline.

You quickly turn, pushing off the tree next to you as leverage to get out of the mud. The mud sticks to your shoe, your foot sinking into the ground so deep that when you turn to run your ankle twists painfully, your knees buckling and the force launching you down the hill.

You tumble down head over heels, your legs thrown in the air over your head as your body flips and bends at every unnatural angle you fall into, continuing to roll feet first down this steep incline. Branches slap you, rocks dig into your body like knives that never penetrate your skin, leaves and twigs stick to your body as you're drenched from head to toe in dirt and mud.

You plop onto the rocky, wet ground below, your loud groans of complaint growing into a high pitched yelp when you move your ankle, the sharp, throbbing pain in your foot drowning out the spreading soreness in the rest of your body. Your head landed on something soft – well softer than the ground – cushioning your fall a little.

Blindly reaching up, your hand grazes a slightly hard, rough material, a soft click of metal sounding through the dead silence the more you feel the fabric. You touch the metal again, trying to decipher what the foreign object is. Your eyes immediately fly open when you feel the engraving etched into the nameplates, the familiar sound of the dogtags clanking together sending a panicked shiver down your spine.

Two piercing, yellow eyes stare down at you, So'lek's face set in a deep scowl as he glares down at you. "Tawtute," his deep voice gravel above you, water droplets falling down his face, accentuating the brightly glowing freckles decorating his skin.

Your voice is foggy as you whimper, "I can explain."

So'lek reaches down, massive hands wrapping around your waist, hoisting your limp, sore body out of the mud, holding you at eye level with him. So'lek's scowl deepens at your dirty, slightly bloody state, "Can I ever get rid of you pests?" he questions before throwing you into the water, submerging your whole body under the water, the sticky mud and blood rinsing off.

You frantically push against So'lek's grip to resurface, momentarily forgetting that you can't drown because of your mask. "Fucking asshole! Why the hell did you throw me?!" you yell at him, smacking the water's surface to splash him, your efforts looking like a small pebble was throw into the water compared to his size.

A low grumble rumbles through So'lek's chest, his eyes darkening as his pupils widen, nostrils flare for just a second as he scent the air. Stepping forward, So'lek peers down at you, your eyes level with his belly button, "Do not push me, Tawtute, or I will do something that I won't regret."

You coward under his dark gaze, looking at anything but at his death stare, your eyes landing on his pronounced V line, just barely being able to make out the beginning swell of his cock if you looked close enough. "Look, I'm sorry. Alma wants to see Sarentu again–"

"Has something happened?" So'lek cuts you off, ears perking up as he quickly scans the terrain, examining to see if any danger is near.

You hesitate, "Well no, it's just an additional exam–"

"Them go back." So'lek turns from you, wading back into the water, the muscles in his back tightening when he hears you slowly start to limp through the water after him.

"My ankle is killing me, can I pl–"

"No." his deep growl shaking you to your bones as his voices booms across the valley.

You stop walking, fighting the trembling beginning in your hands. "Teylan said you're not yourself right now, that you're sick. Come back to HQ and we c–"

So'lek whips around so quickly he's almost a blur, long fingers wrapping around your throat, drawing you closer by your neck, your eyes bulging as he restricts your airway. "Listen to me well Tawtute, I have no patience for your stupidly insistent ways and I will not hesitate to fuck you until you're lifeless, leaving your body to rot on shore. Go back."

Releasing your throat, So'lek retreats back to his corner, tail lashing erratically behind him, his ears set back as you cough and sputter, catching your breath. Your hand cups the sides your side neck, rubbing the raw skin as you watch him walk away, his crude – and somewhat promising – words ringing in your ears. You've heard of something called a rut, a spike in hormones in Na'vi males driving them to mate, hoping to impregnate their mate. You always assumed it was a rumor, a vulgar joke or insult to show that the Na'vi were nothing but savages, driven by animal instincts.

But Teylan's blush and comment about the change in So'lek's scent, plus his aggressive ways and threat to fuck you within an inch of your life seem to be proving the theory of the Na'vi going through heat cycles. He's showing a surprising amount of control and patience if so, you'd probably pity him if you knew it wouldn't tick him off.

A dumb idea bounces around your head the longer you stand there, admiring every flexing muscle as So'lek settles against the boulder again, his back facing you as he braces himself on his arm, barely audible groans of complaint leaving him the longer he ignores his rather large problem throbbing between his legs.

"What if– what if I helped you?" you ask, cringing at your blatant desperation, preparing to be harshly rejected.

So'lek huffs, his head shaking in disbelief. "You are one stupid tawtute," he tells you, looking over his shoulder at you. "I would break your small body, tear you in half." his voice is strained, eyes raking down your soaked, shivering body. Your white top has gone almost see through, clinging to your every curve, leaving very little to the imagination, his gaze zeroing in on how stiff your nipples have become from the cold.

You preen under his hungry gaze, a wave of confidence washing over you as you stare up at him. "What if I want that?"

So'lek's head drops down to his chest, you can hear his self control crumble as he growls through clenched teeth, trying to get ahold of his resolve. You're caught off guard when So'lek turns and stalks towards you, grabbing you from your underarms and hauling you out of the water, burying his nose into your chest as he walks as quickly as possible out of the water, his nails digging into your skin as he holds your shivering body against his chest, his skin scolding hot from whatever fever like state his body has gone into, warming your numb limbs almost immediately.

His warmth is taken away as he drops you on shore, your back meeting the freezing cold stone of a large, flat rock where So'lek left his clothes and weapon. Drawing out his knife from the clothes pile, So'lek cuts down your shirt and pants, leaving your clothes in shredded pieces on the ground. His warm hand makes contact with your freezing cold skin, cupping your breasts as he squeezes and kneads at the tender flesh, ears perking up in interest when you let out a shaking moan as his thumbs tease your nipples.

Cupping your head with one hand, using his other hand So'lek strokes his cock, sharp canines digging into his plump bottom lip. "Open."

Your eyes are glued to his cock, counting the little glowing freckles and deep indigo stripes decorating every impressive inch of him, awestruck at the bioluminescent precum leaking from the deep purple tip. You swallow the saliva pooling in your mouth, "But my mask–"

So'lek tsks, grabbing the end of your mask and pulling it up just enough time for you to hold your breath. Squeezing your cheeks together, So'lek pries your mouth, ignoring your noises of complaints as he steadily pushes his cock down your throat, groaning when you choke around him. He keeps going until a bulge developes in your throat, restricting your airway completely, panicking as you frantically hit his thigh as black dots cover your vision, getting dizzy as your head spins.

Growling, So'lek pulls out of your throat, roughly pulling your mask down as you gasp for breath. His long fingers tangle in your hair, forcing you to look up at him, "Hold your breath." he warns you before pulling your mask back up again, pushing his leaking tip past your lips, sinking back down your throat a little gentlier than before.

Tears clump your lashes as your nose brushes against his pelvis again and again, the wet noises of his precum and your saliva mixes with your gags and his moans until his warm cum flows down your throat. So'lek repeatingly uses your throat, shoving down your mask long enough for you to stay conscious before he's pulling it back up, forcing his massive length down your throat.

Your bottom teeth graze the underside of his cock as your jaw goes slack, aching and tired from being stretched for so long. So'lek grunts at the sharp prick of your teeth against his overly sensitive shaft, pushing your head down as he cums down your throat for the umpteenth time tonight.

Your cheeks burn from embarrassment at the whine you let out when So'lek finally releases your head, sealing your mask back down and allowing you to breathe properly again. Before you can collect yourself, So'lek grabs the back of your thighs, dragging you up until your bottom rests on his thighs, folding you in half until your knees almost touch your ears. You wince from the stretch, digging your nails into So'lek's forearms.

"Mawey, hì'i tawtute." So'lek's deep voice travels above you, slotting his hips against yours, grinding his cock against your soaked folds. You're shocked to hear a slightly desperate edge to his voice as he latches around your nipple, allowing you to rake your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.

His cockhead catches on your throbbing clit, rubbing deliciously at every harsh press against your pelvis, his teeth scrapping your neck to hide his uncontrollable moaning, his every movement becoming rougher with every passing second, chasing another high just from grinding against your slick folds, shivering at the feel of how wet you've gotten just from sucking him off.

"You like this," he teases, notching his tip on your entrance, pressing down enough to pop past the tight resistance of your tight hole. So'lek tenses at how tightly your body is squeezing his tip, groaning into your skin, "You like me using you."

You can only swallow, throat raw from how long So'lek had used it, reduced down to soft sobs as he stretches you out further than you thought possible, bullying his girthy cock into you with barely any control, desperate to feel the relief of your wet, warm walls hugging his aching cock.

You cry out when So'lek cockhead knocks against your cervix, resting on your pleasure spot, your body tensing as he drags his cock out until just the tip rests in your warmth, slamming back in hard enough to push your body up the rock you're laying on, clinging to So'lek as he starts a brutal pace.

Every harsh thrusts forces out a little, "ah! ah! ah!" from between your swollen lips, biting your lips so hard you taste blood. So'lek is feral, loud, deep growls and grunts echoing around you as he cages you in, grinding his hips down with every deep, quick thrusts he delivers, drowning in the primal drive to breed you as impossible as he knows it is. It still feels so fucking good to try.

Your stomach is tightening quickly, his pelvic bone brushing against your neglected clit as his cockhead rams into your cervix, massaging your pleasure spot like he purposely trying to overwhelm you with mind numbing pleasure.

You squeeze tight around him, gummy walls pulsing with the need for release. "S-So'lek-k!" you barely whine out, trying to warn him of your impending release.

He ignores you, nipping at every inch of exposed skin he can find, hiding his own pleasure filled noises. So'lek's sharp teeth suddenly bury themselves into your shoulder, latching on to you as you clench down on him, trembling as you come undone under him, cumming so hard your vision goes black for a moment.

So'lek groans at the sudden tightness your orgasm had caused, back bowing as thick, hot ropes of his seed paint your walls white, the taste of your blood on his tongue prolonging his pleasure, licking his claim on you clean. His full weight collapses ontop of you, his death grip on your legs finally going lax long enough for you to rest your sore legs.

You shift under his heavy body, tapping his shoulder, "You're heavier than you look, get off."

So'lek grunts, rolling over and taking you with him, switching your position so you're laying across his chest. You freeze, goosebumps erupting on your skin from how cold it is, your body growing more sore the longer you lay there, the dull ache in your core not going away as So'lek still has you plugged with his cock.

"Feel any better?" you ask, keeping yourself tucked under his chin, not wanting to move and poke the resting giant.

His large palm pets your thigh, almost like he's trying to soothe you. "For now."

Your brows furrow at that, sitting in awkward, confused silence for a minute before you risk looking up, watching So'lek watch the stars above. "For now? You'll get... sick again?"

So'lek's chest rumbles under you, his lightly pink stained teeth from your blood come into view as he chuckles, petting your hair once like he was amused at a child. He looks down, dark, golden eyes meeting yours. "My rut lasts for days, I'm not done with you yet, hì'i tawtute."

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I unfortunately don't take requests, but occasionally thirst headcannons inspire me to write something.

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Romancing Pandora 2024

— “ Back off. Now. ”

Anatomy Lesson

Learning a alien language can be challenging, but having Neteyam as your teacher has its perks. Especially when he's a reward based teacher.

Just A Taste

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

(Featuring Ao'nung) Neteyam's little human mate has fascinated Ao'nung way more than she should, he can't help it, you're so alien, yet so enticing. Especially when it seems that an esteemed warrior and eldest son of Toruk Makto can't keep his hands off of you. And when Ao'nung follows you two to your private place, an unexpected deal is made.

Midnight Snack

(Featuring Lo'ak) It's hotter than normal in Awa'atlu, and your two Na'vi lovers are so thirsty.

Tìkin

Neteyam can never control himself, he needs you, craves you. And no hour of the night will stop that need.

Blood Thirst

A infectious bite, an incurable disease, a blood sucking monster. You know there's a cure; you know you can fix this mistake. But will you have enough time before the beast gets loose?

— “ It's called a punch, bitch! ”

Midnight Snack

(Featuring Neteyam) It's hotter than normal in Awa'atlu, and your two Na'vi lovers are so thirsty.

Basic Training

(Royal Human AU) A rebellious royal is the damning of any kingdom, those were the words that have been ingrained into Lo'ak since he was young. Did he listen? No. But the consequences to his actions are well worth the disgrace.

Nightbound

A frightening legend. The rising of the Blood Moon. Growing fear of the unknown threat hiding in the shadows. A beast lurks in the woods of Pandora, looking for it's next victim, and it finds you.

— “ Happiness is simple. ”

Tìtxaw

(Featuring Neytiri and Tsu'tey) Having three stubborn mates is not easy, and having two mates competing to show their strength is impossible. Thank Eywa, Neytiri is just as frustrated as you.

Sätaron

(Featuring Neytiri) Predators need to hunt, and prey are to be hunted.

Perfect Infidelity

(Featuring Tsu'tey) Tsu'tey was sure you'd never think of him that way, you were mated to Jake. But being offered a perfect infidelity by your mate is too good to pass up.

Hellbound

Nightmares. Building paranoia. A figure hiding behind the darkness at every corner. You swear your nerves are shot, there is nothing wrong, it's just a stupid eclipse. The Na'vi claim the creatures of the great beyond roam the land at this time, which isn't true... Is it?

— “ You have a strong heart. ”

Smar

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Neytiri finding a little human in the woods sparks her old rebellious streak, curiosity taking over with the need to explore.

Tìtxaw

(Featuring Jake and Tsu'tey) Having three stubborn mates is not easy, and having two mates competing to show their strength is impossible. Thank Eywa, Neytiri is just as frustrated as you.

Sätaron

(Featuring Jake) Predators need to hunt, and prey are to be hunted.

Enchantress

A betrayal. Ritual sacrifice. A broken woman cursed to be a monster. You would have never guessed a hideous monster could be more human than your fellow man, but you're so glad to be proven wrong.

— “ I'm not your buttercup, perv! ”

Show Me

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

The Na'vi are naturally curious, so when Kiri goes poking through your draw and finds your toy, of course she'll want you to teach her how you pleasure yourself.

Permission

(Featuring Tsireya) Tsireya's insatiable and you're a giver, neither of you counted on Kiri finding out about your little rule breaking session and teaching you the importance of asking for permission.

— “ Kä ne kllte, teylupil! Kalweyaveng! ”

Cooling The Flame

Your heat has always been Spider's favorite thing to tame.

Te Gusta Mi Idioma?

Spider learning his mother's language should be annoying, but you just can't help but melt at his foreign words when he whispers them to you.

Curiosity

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Being curious is a natural thing, especially when such a strange man walks the halls you live in. How can you not ask to have your curiosity satisfied?

𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤:

Spider Speaking Spanish

— “ Fayvrrtep fìtsenge lu kxanì! ”

Attention

Early mornings with Tsu'tey are always attention driven.

Tìtxaw

(Featuring Jake and Neytiri) Having three stubborn mates is not easy, and having two mates competing to show their strength is impossible. Thank Eywa, Neytiri is just as frustrated as you.

Perfect Infidelity

(Featuring Jake) Tsu'tey was sure you'd never think of him that way, you were mated to Jake. But being offered a perfect infidelity by your mate is too good to pass up.

— “ You're not the only one with a gun, bitch. ”

ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟...

— “ Hear my words. ”

ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟...

— “ Look, another four fingered freak. ”

Just A Taste

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

(Featuring Neteyam) Neteyam's little human mate has fascinated Ao'nung way more than she should, he can't help it, you're so alien, yet so enticing. Especially when it seems that an esteemed warrior and eldest son of Toruk Makto can't keep his hands off of you. And when Ao'nung follows you two to your private place, an unexpected deal is made.

— “ They have demon blood! ”

ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟...

— “ The way of water has no beginning, and no end. ”

Blind Trust

You can never get enough of Tsireya, and the only way to quench your thirst is to teach her a little blind trust.

Permission

(Featuring Kiri) Tsireya's insatiable and you're a giver, neither of you counted on Kiri finding out about your little rule breaking session and teaching you the importance of asking for permission.

— “ Is she breathing? ”

ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟...

— “ Only I knot you. ”

Insatiable

Ralak would do anything for his mate, but she's just so damn insatiable.

— “ Now you see what they kept from you. Your true home. ”

Tìsom

Your persistence pays off better than you ever thought it would.

𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓸𝓾𝓼

Na'vi Words And Sayings:

Cuss Words & Insults

Mistranslated & Underused Words

Apologize, Greetings, & Goodbyes

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Avatar Incorrect quotes#45 Siblings be like-

Human family relationships are weird...The Na'vi are constantly...horrified...the ones new to it at least-

Jake: Y/n, could you pass the salt?

Y/n: Could you pass away?

Neytiri*Looking at the horrified Metkayina clan*...this is normal

Jake*Is eating some of you human snacks you got delivered*-so bad news dear~, Mom told me you were adopted~

Y/n: SHUT UP IM NOT ADOPTED!!

Jake*Snickers at athat*You are! They found you in the trashcan...aparently Chewbacca and plankton had a baby~

Neytiri:...Honestly, this is the best behavior in months...

Ronal & Tonowari:...

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Tsu’tey getting pissed at a root that had the audacity to trip Spider up whilst he was chasing his Dad’s tail.

Just young Spider toddling along after Tsu’tey whilst the hunter navigates the forest. He’s decked out in the loincloth Tsu’tey made for him with a little toy bow slung over his shoulder so he can be like his Dad. Since he’s learnt to walk, Spider’s been getting more and more confident in getting around. When he’s not tired, he’ll fuss until Tsu’tey relents and lets him out of the babysling so he can explore. He always makes sure its somewhere safe enough for Spider to explore, somewhere he can stretch his legs but Tsu’tey can keep an eye on him.

It’s mid morning, plenty of time to hunt for dinner later after Spider has tired himself out enough to sleep whilst Tsu’tey works.

Now, the little one is making grabby hands at the tail waving above his head, and not looking where he’s going because he’s so enthralled. To his credit, Spider doesn’t cry when he falls, just lets out a startled yelp and landed face first. Tsu’tey’s ears flick back at the sudden noise, head snapping round to check on his son, only to find him lying on his stomach in the dirt looking sad and pathetic.

With big watery eyes, Spider’s gaze climbs Tsu’tey’s towering form, his lower lip wobbling. He’s clearly stunned, watching Tsu’tey for a reaction so he knows whether he’s supposed to cry or sit back up.

The hunter has to swallow hard as he turns and crouches to assess the damage. He knows his ears are pinned back and his tail is thrashing dangerously, but he works hard to keep his expression neutral. For if he panics, it’ll send Spider into hysterics.

Spider is stock still as Tsu’tey examines him with careful touches, watching his Dad’s face like a hawk for signs of distress or sadness. Tsu’tey gives him nothing so Spider just keeps staring. Momentarily frozen as Tsu’tey realises he’s fine and let his ears spring back up.

“What a brave little warrior.” He coos, gently hooking his fingers under Spider’s armpits and lifting him back to his feet. Spider visibly brightens at the compliment. He makes grabby hands at Tsu’tey once again, who is more than happy to scoop him up into his arms.

Spider goes willingly into the sling, allowing Tsu’tey to carefully dust off his knees before tucking him in securely. Before the hunter turns to go, he makes sure to give the offending root a sharp kick.

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Toddler Spider sitting on the lab floor playing with Tsu’tey’s tail. He’s got his shoes on the wrong feet - Norm had to fight him to put them on but didn’t have the strength for round two to fix them. He’s also dressed in one of Jake’s old shirts - he doesn’t need those now - which had been cut down to size so it’s a top and not a dress on him.

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This is my contribution to the avatar fandom

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Will you ever feed us more memes 👀?

Only if you're really good. (Always! ALWAYS!)

💀⬆️ very accurate!

I hope this is a satisfying appetiser :D

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quaritch with a breeding kink! who always has a hand cupped over your lower belly, right where your womb is, when the two of you are together. bonus points if he knows that you're still pumped full with his spent after your latest session, the evidence of your shared passion lying beneath his big palm.

quaritch with a breeding kink! who loves to gently prod at your cervix with his fingertips while he gets you ready to take his cock, two of his thick fingers working you open slowly. he tells you all about it, too. "y'feel that, sugar? mhm, my cum's g'nna be right in there in a second" he chuckles when your slick, gummy walls tighten around his digits at his lewd words, "y'like the sound of that, do ya, sweet girl?"

quaritch with a breeding kink! who talks absolute filth. it doesnt matter if you're on birth control while the two of you have sex, he's just so good with his words that he'll have you actually convinced he'll knock you up. Not that you'd mind, the only thing you can focus on in the heat of the moment is how stuffed you feel with his leaking tip pressed to your cervix. You'll happily comply if he tells you to beg for him to cum inside. (not that he'd ever willingly pull out, but that's besides the point) he'll have you mindlessly babbling on about how much you need him to fill you up with his load, how much of a good girl you've been for him, how much you want him to just put a baby in you already, all while he grins down at you with condescending satisfaction written over his handsome face.

quaritch with a breeding kink! who, after telling you to beg for him to breed your pretty, swollen pussy, goes on to shame you for being oh so desperate. He'll call you his dirty, needy cumslut, telling you how desperate you must be to beg your colonel, a man twice your age, for his babies. He's mean with it but it only makes you impossibly wetter around his cock, so maybe you really are just a needy whore for him after all

quaritch with a breeding kink! who praises you, after getting you all teary-eyed and shy form his degrading words, and tells you how pretty you'd look pregnant with his child. He paws at your breasts while talking about how he can't wait to see them heavy with sweet milk. "Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll take real good care of ya when you're pregnant with my kid. y'wont have to lift a finger, couldn't risk you gettin' hurt, darlin'"

quaritch with a breeding kink! who pushes his cock in so deep you're convinced he's in your throat when he cums, shooting rope after rope of thick, hot cum into your awaiting womb.

quaritch with a breeding kink! who loves creampies.

quaritch with a breeding kink! who also loves to eat you out after cumming inside to clean you up (and to get you ready for the next round because you better believe he's getting hard all over again at the taste of your mixed juices)

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so… create this au where Neytiri, Jake and Tsutey end up together and have a family :3

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Hi!!! I really like your headcanons and I would’ve liked if your wrote some headcanons for Brahms Heelshire, Thomas Hewitt and Yautja (male if possible) with a muscular female reader. A muscle mommy if you will.

Pretty please :3

Hi! I’m so glad you like my headcanons that’s so lovely to hear < 3 I had such a good time writing this omg! I’m gonna write a fem yautja aswell for my little lesbian self !

How would the slashers react to a Muscle mommy!Reader? (NSFW)

Requests are open!

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms loves your muscles, he thinks you’re the most attractive person on this earth anyway but the muscles are an added bonus. He always feels so safe wrapped in your big arms when he’s having a bad day, it makes him feel grounded and protected.

He absolutely loves being put in his place, Brahms can be pretty stubborn at the best of times. Refusing to go to his lessons or take a bath? Up you go! Feel free to give his ass a slap if he kicks. He’ll yell and play up but he loves it, being manhandled over your shoulder like an object. Just ignore the boner pressing into you that he totally doesn’t have and is very angry about.

Demands to add your workout to his schedule. Brahms absolutely sits at the table with a little cup of tea and enjoys the show. The way the sweat drips down your arms is absolutely sinful and he loves every moment.

He absolutely hides behind you if you see a mouse or rat scuttle along the floor of the old mansion. Will your muscles realistically help against a mouse? Probably not. Is the mouse actually going to hurt a fully grown man? No. Does Brahms give a shit? No to both.

Thomas Hewitt

Tommy is a big guy himself, especially in the arm department, so he can appreciate how much work and time goes into your muscles. He defiantly has some weights and gym equipment in the basement for when it’s too hot to work out outside or you don’t feel like leaving the house. It’s a lot darker and cooler down there so you don’t have to worry about passing out from the heat or getting sunburnt.

Tommy will make himself ‘Busy’ in the basement when you’re working out. In reality he’s just moving things around pointlessly in an attempt to look like he’s not ogling you from across the room. If you tease him about it his ears will go a cute shade of pink. Let him know he’s allowed to just watch, he doesn’t need an excuse, hell, give him a little show whilst you’re at it.

Arm wrestling is a family event, and by that I mean you and Tommy wrestle and Hoyt yells from the sidelines. It’s nice for Tommy to have someone to roughhouse with without worrying about snapping their arm like a twig. It’s all fun and games so it’s not about who’s winning. Who’s counting anyway? (You’re totally winning)

If you want to fluster him easily then flex for him, pop him a flex whilst you’re helping move barn equipment, he eats it up every time. If you’re sweaty from the heavy lifting too? Even better

Hoyt has less chance of messing with or insulting you if you’re ripped. knowing that he’s an older man and that you could crush him like a tin can saves you from his scrutiny most of the time. Not that you think you would get to kick his ass before Tommy jumped in, but the idea is nice.

Male Yautja

Your partner is used to seeing female yautja bigger and stronger than himself but seeing it on you is so…different and exciting. He’s fascinated by the way the hard muscle sits on your human frame. He’d be lying if he said your strength didn’t lure him in.

He’s super proud of you, shows you off as his mate at any given chance, excitedly talking about how committed to training you are and how you’re perfectly made for hunting. His human is so little but so strong!!

Your mate loves to gift you jewellery and clothing, especially ones that accentuate your arms and midriff, totally not for his own prying eyes or anything. Bone accessories hang around your biceps, hand tied by your mate. He won’t be offended if you gain more muscle and he needs to alter his jewellery, infact he’d be delighted.

You’re not as strong as him considering he’s a massive reptile-esque alien who could crush you like a bug but you’re strong enough for him to not be as worried about hurting you as he would a normal human. You can play rough and dish it out at the same time. Sometimes he lets you win but he won’t tell you that.

Play fighting is always exiting, one minute you’re cuddling in your nest and the next you have him in a headlock, it’s a dirty move but it’s so worth it to see his mandibles flair as he flails in surprise. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t find it a little hot too.

Female Yautja

Female Yautja are known for their strength and stature so having someone who stands on even ground (or as even as it can be with your mates strength) is impressive and new to her.

Dressing you up is a favourite pass time of hers, draping you in the finest silky materials from all over the planets and bone jewellery, hand crafted and hunted personally. Your mate is gratuitous in using semi-transparent fabrics for your outfits, giving herself ample opportunity to see slithers of taught muscles as you go about day to day.

Mating is always intense to say the least, usually females will wrestle the males for dominance during intercourse and well, you pack some weight behind you. Both of you are well defined in the muscle area and neither of you like to loose. Luckily you both have pretty good stamina so you’re not exhausted before you actually get to the deed. Sometimes you manage to pin her and the look on her face is gorgeous, fucked out flustered, she might even tilt her head in submission and give you access to her neck if you’re lucky.

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