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I’m Yours (Jeytiri x OC)

Elena is a scientist who was one of the few that were chosen to stay on Pandora. As time passes, she catches the attention of the resident Omatikaya and Tsahik

Jake x Neytiri x OC

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Elena creeps carefully through the thick brush, staring up at the tree saplings above her head. In her hands is her camera, ready to snap photos of the creatures that are in her sights. A concentrated look is on her face as she observes the stingbats that are hanging off of branches.

Every now and then, she takes photos of the aerial creatures.

‘I never realized how much easier it is without being under the RDA’s watchful eye.’ Elena thought.

After the fierce battle for the Tree of Souls, the RDA was forced off of Pandora. A select few of scientists were chosen to stay. Elena was one of them.

Elena Britworth is a zoologist that specializes in terrestrial animals. Mainly Pa’li, sturmbeests, and thanators. She was chosen to be apart of the Avatar program to study the animals on Pandora.

Except, the RDA wanted to use Elena as a means to find a way to weaponize the animals. It fueled her rage as she helped with Jake to save the Na’vi.

Now, she was happily living on Pandora. Free to study all of the animals she wants.

As Elena absorbs herself into her work, she is unaware of two individuals approaching her. Her eyes are focused into the lens of her camera when someone taps Elena on the shoulder.

A startled yelp leaves her lips as Elena whirls around. Her racing heart soothes as she sees its Jake.

“Jake, you scared me!” Elena laughed breathlessly. “Oh, hi, Neytiri!” she said, noticing Neytiri is with Jake.

After the battle and the village started to rebuild, Elena had gotten close with Jake and Neytiri. She was already friends with Jake as she helped him understand the animals. But befriending Neytiri was a bit of a struggle as the Na’vi princess still had her misgivings about humans.

It took some time but Neytiri warmed up to Elena and saw the small human as a friend. Although, Elena has been getting mix signals lately from Neytiri. And Jake as well.

For the past few weeks, Neytiri and Jake would eye Elena whenever she was in the village. They would whisper to each other and stop when Elena approaches. It’s odd and slightly worrying.

Do they know how I feel about them, Elena has asked herself many times.

Before Jake became involved with Neytiri, Elena developed a bit of a crush on the marine. She saw the man for who he was, not the person in the wheelchair. So when Jake mated with Neytiri, Elena was saddened. But she would never dare to get in between two people in love.

Except as Elena got to know Neytiri better, she started to become attracted to the alien. It confused and terrified Elena.

“Are you busy? We were hoping to talk to you.” Jake said, nervously.

“Oh, of course! I was just wrapping up my observations for today anyway.” Elena said as she packs up her camera and notebook. “What is it you want to talk about?” she asked.

“Let’s go somewhere more private.” Jake said, gesturing for Elena to follow him and Neytiri. The entire time, Neytiri has been silently watching Elena.

The three of them walk far enough so that no one could potentially hear them. Elena becomes a confused and concerned by how far they’ve walked.

“What did you need to talk about that has us travel this far out?” Elena asked worriedly.

“We just wanted privacy.” Neytiri said.

“What did you want to talk about?” Elena asked.

Neytiri and Jake share a look with each other.

“Elena, for awhile now, Neytiri and I have been thinking about you. We care for you dearly and want you to be with us.” Jake revealed.

Elena is caught off guard by the confession. Her heart starts to pound heavily against her chest.

“We wanted to ask you if you thought of us . . . in a romantic way.” Jake said, shyly. It is a complete turn from the usual stoic leader he is.

As Elena tries to think of something to say, Neytiri speaks up.

“I have seen how you look at me and Ma Jake. The desire in your eyes,” Neytiri spoke softly as she approaches Elena. She reaches out and rests a hand over Elena’s chest, feeling the human’s racing heart. “We desire you too.” she finished.

Elena feels as if she might faint at Neytiri’s words. It depends on if it’s from excitement or panic.

Neytiri pulls away and returns to standing next to Jake. The couple want to respect Elena’s boundaries and await for what she has to say.

Finally, Elena finds the words.

“You really feel that way?” she asked shyly.

“Yes,” Neytiri said, smiling softly. “We want you in our lives.” finished Jake.

Elena’s cheeks grow hot as she blushes at the two Na���vi. “I-I’m flattered you feel that way about me.” she said honestly.

“Does this mean you accept us?” Neytiri asked hopefully.

A shy smile spreads across Elena’s face as she nods. “Yes.” she said.

“Then it is settled.” Neytiri said before pulling Elena into a kiss. Elena almost loses her breath as she feels Neytiri swipe her tongue over Elena’s lips. ‘Someone has learned tricks from Jake.’ Elena thought as she melts into the kiss.

Elena swoons when Jake’s lips replace Neytiri. His kiss is much softer and sensual. Jake manages to slip his tongue into Elena’s mouth.

The kiss ends after a couple of seconds but it felt like it lasted an eternity. Elena is panting, feeling incredibly warm.

“Are you okay?” Jake asked.

“I’m fine. It’s just been awhile since I’ve been physical with someone.” Elena said, blushing.

Neytiri smiles as she wraps her arms around Elena’s waist. The alien pulls Elena into another kiss, this one much slower and passionate. As the two kiss, Jake rests his hands on Elena’s waist and holds her between him and his mate. He kisses and nips Elena’s neck and shoulders, enjoying how she mewls and whines.

Breaking the kiss, Neytiri looks Elena in the eyes. “I’ve been wanting to taste you for a long time.” Neytiri admits as she runs her hands along Elena’s sides, tracing the contours of her body. Jake’s hands move over Elena’s chest and cups her breasts.

“Be patient, Neytiri. We don’t want to pressure her.” Jake advised his mate.

Elena feels a rush of boldness as she wants to prove that she’s ready. To prove to them, she pulls Neytiri and Jake down to the forest floor to make themselves comfortable. Then she climbs on top of Neytiri and starts to play with her.

Sending a wicked grin to Jake, Elena directs her attention to Neytiri.

Running her fingers along Neytiri’s chest, Elena plays with the princess’s small breasts and tweaks her nipples. Elena bends down and begins to kiss and lick Neytiri’s blue skin. As she starts to play with Neytiri, Elena trails down the Na’vi’s chest to her stomach.

Neytiri gasps softly as she arches her back in response to Elena’s touches. It’s delicious watching such a strong warrior come undone. Elena looks up to see how Jake is responding.

The Olo’ekytan is watching them intently. Jake’s eyes are filled with desire for the both of them. As Elena is running her hands over Neytiri’s body, Jake reaches out to touch Elena. He plants his hands on her waist and kisses the back of her neck, gently biting down.

Elena moans as she feels Jake’s mouth and hands, but she keeps her attention on Neytiri. With a hard yank, she removes Neytiri’s loincloth and reveals the woman’s soaking cunt.

“I’ve always been curious as to how Na’vi women taste.” Elena purrs as she bends down and licks a stripe over Neytiri’s pussy. A loud moan resonates from Neytiri as she feels Elena lick her pussy. The Na’vi warrior watches Elena with hooded eyes filled with desire.

Grinning, Elena starts to lick and suck on Neytiri’s clit, circling her tongue over the nub as she sucks. She reaches out for Jake, urging him to touch and play with her.

As she pleasures Neytiri, Elena smiles seductively at Jake. Her fingers find their way into Neytiri’s wetness, exploring her folds and teasing her sensitive spots. Neytiri is trembling in pleasure as Elena plays with her.

Jake hesitates for a moment before touching Elena. His fingers slip underneath her loincloth and feels the warmth and wetness of the scientist’s pussy. He starts to stroke her gently, mirroring Elena’s movements on Neytiri.

The three of them move in sync as they give into their desires.

Elena moans against Neytiri’s skin as she feels Jake’s thick fingers play with her pussy. Her moans vibrate against Neytiri’s cunt as Elena keeps sucking.

As her moans fill the forest, Jake becomes more confident in his touch. He slides his fingers inside of Elena’s tight pussy, watching in awe as Neytiri's body shudders under Elena’s skilled tongue. The scent of arousal fills the forest, making it difficult for them to think straight. Their hearts race, and their breathing becomes labored. This is what they've been craving - this intense connection and mutual pleasure.

Elena plunges three of her fingers inside of Neytiri as she circles her tongue around the Na’vi cunts. Her fingers scissor inside of the alien woman, feeling Neytiri’s walls clench.

“you feel so good on my fingers.” Elena moaned as Jake’s fingers slip into her pussy. The scientist’s walls clench around his digits, practically sucking on it.

Jake watches as Elena’s fingers move inside Neytiri, his own fingers sliding in and out of Elena’s wetness in response to the sight. He can feel his cock throbbing against his loincloth, eager for release.*

"Fuck, Elena," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. “You're so fucking hot."

“I want your big cock inside of me, Jake!” Elena whined. She pulls away from Neytiri’s pussy so she can look at Jake. “I want to know what it’s like to be fucked by a Na’vi.” she said before returning to fucking Neytiri with her mouth.

Jake's heart races at Elena’s words. He can feel his cock pulsing heavily, aching to be inside her. He looks into her eyes, filled with desire and curiosity.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, his voice hoarse with need.

“Come on! Fuck me!” Elena gasped as she speeds up her ministrations with herfingers. She fucks Neytiri senselessly with her mouth and fingers, wanting to see the Na’vi female come undone. As Elena does this, she leans her ass against Jake’s cock, begging to feel him.

Jake can't hold back any longer. He grabs Elena’s hips and begins thrusting his cock into her tight ass, groaning with pleasure.

"Fuck yeah," he grunts, taking Elena roughly from behind as she continues to pleasure Neytiri.

A loud moan tears from Elena’s lips as she feels Jake thrust into her. His cock is the biggest that she has ever taken. Her pussy spasms around Jake’s cock, clenching down like a vice grip. Elena gently bites on Neytiri’s nub and sucks down on it, feeling it quiver under her tongue.

Neytiri cums with a whine, her juices spilling onto Elena’s tongue.

Jake growls, his hips pistoning harder as he takes Elena roughly from behind. He grabs her hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck.

"Tell me what it feels like," he demands, his voice rough with lust. “Tell me how much you want it." he growls in Elena’s ear. Jake sucks on the soft part of her neck before biting down.

Elena gasps and moans helplessly as she grabs at Jake’s thighs to keep herself in place. Her breasts bounce with each violent thrust.

“I-I want it! It feels so good!” Elena whined as Jake holds her in place, letting Neytiri watch as he fucks Elena senselessly.

Jake's hips slam against Elena’s ass, his cock pistoning in and out of her tight hole. He growls, his muscles tense as he takes her roughly. “That's it, Elena,” he grunts, slapping her ass.

“Take it all." he growled in Elena’s ear.

“F-fuck!” Elena cries out as she cums around his cock. She arches her back with a scream as Elena feels wave after wave of pleasure flow throug h her.

Jake groans, his hips bucking wildly as he fills Elena with his seed. He holds her tightly against him, his cock throbbing inside her.

"That's it, Ellie," he pants, kissing her neck. “You're mine now."

“I’m yours, Jake. I’m yours,” Elena pants, shuddering in the aftershock of her orgasm.

Neytiri smirks, her eyes filled with lust as she watches the two lovers. “You belong to him now, Ellie," she says, her voice husky.* "And he'll take care of you. We will take care of you.”

The Na’vi princess steps closer, running her fingers through Elena’s hair and down her back, tracing the line of her spine. “But remember," she whispers in Elena’s ear, “you're not just his anymore. You're ours."

Elena smiles tirelessly as she kisses Neytiri. “I’m both of yours,” she whispers against Neytiri’s lips.

Jake smirks, his eyes full of pride.

"That's right, Elena,” he says, his voice deep and husky. “You're ours now." He pulls out of Elena slowly, his cock still hard and throbbing.*

"And we're going to enjoy every inch of you."

#avatar twow #avatar the way of water #avatar #jeytiri #jake sully #neytiri

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No One Must Know About This (Miguel O’Hara x reader)

Another fic based on anything I saw on tiktok

-continuation from my previous posts.

“What are you doing at my console?” Miguel asked, peering over (y/n)’s shoulder.

The other spider jumps, startled by their boss’s arrival. “Boy, you can be quiet when you wanna be!” (Y/n) said, laughing as they type.

“That doesn’t answer my question.” Miguel said, frowning at (y/n).

“Calm down. I’m just borrowing your console to do some information searching.” (Y/n) said, waving their hand at Miguel.

“What kind of information?” Miguel asked.

(Y/n) doesn’t respond as they continue typing. Their fingers work expertly on the keyboard as they focus on the screen.

“Are you going to ignore me or answer?” Miguel asked, becoming annoyed.

“Don’t get your spider-undies in a bunch. I’m almost done!” (Y/n) said, chuckling at their joke.

Miguel’s face grows warm as a blush dusts over his cheeks. Every once in awhile, (y/n) enjoys mentioning the ‘suit incident’. And when Lyla played with the holographic imaging on his suit to show filters, he lost it. Now, Lyla is banned from accessing his suit.

“Look, I’ve been researching an anomaly that’s somehow been finding its way to various dimensions.” (Y/n) said.

This catches Miguel’s attention. “Really? What have you found?” he asked.

“Here, let me show you!”

(Y/n) clicks on a key and a bunch of images show up. Except they are not about any anomaly. Instead, there are images upon images of Miguel. All of them are close ups on his face or body.

“AHH!” (Y/n) screamed as they frantically click on the cancel button.

Miguel’s face is practically on fire as he watches more and more images of himself show up. He looks at (y/n), watching as they are trying to shut down the computer.

Finally, (y/n) smashes their fist into the console, breaking the connection to the server.

There is a hushed silence as Miguel and (y/n) stand there awkwardly. Neither one knows what to say to each other.

“No one must know about this.” (Y/n) said after a few pregnant moments of silence. Then they turn and leave, avoiding Miguel’s eyes.

Miguel stares at the wrecked computer. He isn’t even upset about it being ruined. The man is actually smiling.

“So, does this mean you’ll finally ask them out?” Lyla asked, resting her small holographic body on Miguel’s shoulder.

“I think so.” Miguel said, recalling the blush on (y/n)’s face as they left.

#x reader #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #spider man: across the spider verse #spider man 2099 #atsv x reader

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Lost Love (Nuada x OC)

Long before the battle of the golden army, Nuada loved a human. But they were taken away from him, causing his hatred for humanity to grow stronger

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Many Many Years Ago

A smile rests upon the woman's face as she hums to herself. Feeling the soft breeze of spring press against her face has never felt so calming. In her hands, she busies herself with making a crown out of the flowers that surround her.

Her nimble fingers work expertly in crafting the crown. Looping the stems and locking them together to hold the flowers close. Thorns prick at her fingers but she doesn't mind. Some of the most beautiful things can be made through pain.

Soon, her humming becomes singing.

"A man came across this old tower one day,

It was straight like from a book he once read,

He lifted his head up and saw this young lady and here is what the lady said,"

Lifting her head up, the woman picks up her voice and sings louder.

"Moi Je M'appelle Mademoiselle Noir, et comme vous pouvez le voir, je ne souris, ni ris, ni vis.

Et c'est tout ce qu'elle a dit, di di di,"

As she works and sings, she hears the crunch of approaching footsteps. They are soft, almost unable to be distinguished. But she can hear them.

The smile grows wider on the woman's face; she doesn't turn around. Because she knew who it was. She ceases her singing and waits quietly as she continues her threading.

The footsteps grow louder and louder until they stop right behind her.

"What are you doing, Isabella?" asked the soft voice of her lover.

"Waiting for you, your highness." Isabella said. "I busied myself with making a flower crown."

A soft chuckle escapes her lover's mouth as they sit themself down beside Isabella. He rests his hand on Isabella's shoulder, giving it a rub.

"It looks beautiful, just like you."

Isabella's face becomes flushed at his compliment. She turns away from her work to look at her lover.

A handsome elf sits beside her. Long platinum blond hair with black tips, porcelain white skin, black lips, and beautiful golden eyes. He is dressed in elegant robes with armor clasped over them. On his hips rested two swords strapped to his waist.

A true beauty for elven people but terrifying for humans. To Isabella, he is beautiful.

"You flatter me, good sir." she said with a giggle.

"Enough pleasantries, Belle. You don't need to be so formal with me, I've told you again and again." he said amused.

"I know, Nuada. I just feel like I must be formal as you are royalty and I am a mere human commoner." Isabella said with a sad frown.

Nuada doesn't allow her to be sad as he kisses Isabella's forehead. His lips are cool against her warm skin. The touch of his lips send butterflies to flutter in the woman's stomach. Any touch from Nuada makes her so giddy.

"I love you for who you are, Isabella. Whether royalty or commoner, I love you." Nuada assured her. Then he pulls Isabella into a deep, tender kiss.

The coupling of the elven prince and human is a well-kept secret. Only Nuada's twin sister, who holds a soul bond with her brother, knows about Isabella. In fact, Nuala is fond of Isabella and is happy for her brother.

When Nuada and Isabella first met, it was by accident.

It was the start of the war between the elves and humans. The border between the two realms were watched closely so that no one crossed. The lands were becoming thick with blood and bodies.

Isabella lives in a small cottage close to the border. She made a living of selling food and jewelry in the village markets. Unlike most humans, Isabella wasn't afraid of the fae people. In fact, she often helps pixies, trolls, and many other of the fae people.

About a year ago, Isabella took a stroll through the thick forest that was east of her home. She collected berries from bushes and material to use for her jewelry. Isabella kept to herself and made sure not to bother any creatures.

That is when she met Nuada.

Nuada is the general of the Bethmooran army and often does patrols along the border. If he ever comes across a human, he either kills them or makes sure they never come back. When he found Isabella collecting berries by a nearby pond, Nuada was transfixed by her beauty.

Isabella has long blonde hair that must be braided to keep it from touching the ground. Her eyes are bluer than the finest sapphires, skin as white as alabaster, and a smile that can dazzle the coldest of hearts.

Soon after Nuada spotted her, Isabella looks up from her pickings and spots Nuada. At first, she is surprised but soon smiles in greeting. It catches Nuada off guard as he is used to being feared by humans. And her smile almost made Nuada's heart stop beating.

Quickly, Nuada ignores his unfamiliar feelings and demands to know why Isabella is in elven territory. He expects her to grovel, to beg to spare her life. Instead, Isabella apologizes and explains that she is scavenging for food. She offers some berries as a peace offering but Nuada declines.

Nuada tells her to leave or she would face serious consequences.

Isabella doesn't complain and does as Nuada orders. Not before handing him a lily as a parting gift and an apology for intruding. Then she leaves.

After that day, it began a series of encounters between the two. Isabella would greet him, offer him food, and head off. She became an enigma to Nuada, intriguing him to pursue Isabella. Over time, the two became an odd pair of friends.

After a month, Nuada began to show affection for Isabella. He would shower Isabella in gifts such as jewels, the finest clothes, and trinkets he made. Isabella would only accept his trinkets as they were made by himself.

Isabella was surprised when Nuada asked permission to court her. She believed that he deserved better than her. The prince was next in line for the Bethmooran throne. A member of a royal family is better suited for Nuada.

Nuada refused to allow Isabella to believe this. He showers her in love and affection until Isabella didn't have to worry. It leads to the moment that they are in now. True love between star crossed lovers.

"How many times must I continue to assure you that I love you?" Nuada asked once they break away from their kiss.

"I'm sorry for being so insecure, Nuada. It's still hard to believe you possess such feelings for me." Isabella apologized.

Nuada pulls Isabella into a hug, pressing her head against his chest. Resting his chin on the top of her head, Nuada closes his eyes as he focuses on the woman in his arms. "I will love you to the end of time." he whispered softly.

His words warmed Isabella's heart as she listens to Nuada's heartbeat. It feels as if both their hearts were beating as one.

"I'll keep you to that." Isabella said with a soft laugh.

The two stay there in each other's arms, savoring this pleasant moment.

With the war between humans and elves growing hotter, it's been difficult for Nuada to have moments with Isabella. Commanding armies and working through strategy meetings took up most of his time. Only when it's night time or when Nuala fills in for him is when Nuada can escape. This morning is the first time in awhile since they've seen each other.

"Nuada," Isabella began suddenly.

"Yes, my love?" Nuada asked.

"I know this is a tough subject, but I want to know. Is there ever a possibility you'll end this war and make a truce?" Isabella asked hopefully. "I know your feelings for humans are conflicted but if you can love me, maybe you can put aside your hatred to bring a better world?"

Nuada tenses up. Isabella didn't have to look at his face to know what he is feeling.

"Unlike you, the rest of humanity has a hole in their heart that is full of greed. It can't be filled. The choices they make are killing my people." Nuada responded. "If we don't stop the humans from taking more of the elven land, killing my people; they will keep doing so."

"What if you find a peaceful solution to this? Make a truce with the humans? No one wants this bloodshed. If you can make a truce that both sides agree to, all of this can end." Isabella said.

Isabella understood that Nuada's hatred for humans runs deep in his bones. Her kind has killed and taken so much from him. It's shocking that he fell for Isabella.

"The humans will never uphold any truce."

"There are those who will. You just have to look."

Nuada glances down at his love and gives Isabella a warm smile. "I didn't have to look for you." he said.

The two smile and share another loving kiss. The kiss spreads warmth through their bodies.

"Will you consider it, at least? I don't want to live in a world where I might die the next day." Isabella said, fearfully. She takes Nuada's calloused hands and hold them tightly. "I wish to live in a world with you by my side." she said.

"Then be by my side." Nuada said suddenly.

"What?" Isabella asked, caught off guard.

"I want you to be by my side, forever and always." Nuada said, taking something out of his pocket and presenting it to Isabella.

A gasp escapes Isabella's lips when she discovers the item to be a ring. The band is made of pure silver. A sapphire diamond rests upon silver flower petals that curl around the diamond like a sleeping flower.

A truly beautiful sight that Isabella has never seen before.

"Isabella Rosemary, will you marry me?" Nuada asked with a hopeful smile on his face.

Isabella stares at him in shock but soon breaks out into a big smile. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Isabella repeated happily. Nuada smiles as he slips the ring upon Isabella's ring finger.

"With this ring, I promise to make you the happiest woman. I will love you to the end of time." Nuada promised. He kisses the ring as a sign of promise. "And I promise to bring peace to humans and the fae people." he added.

Happy tears are streaming down Isabella's face, making her eyes shine bright. "I love you." Isabella whispered.

"I love you too." Nuada whispered back.

Their sweet and tender moment ends abruptly when Isabella lets out a gasp. A look of shock is on her face as blood slips through her lips.

"Isabella . . .?" Nuada asked in worry.

Isabella's chest blooms red. The thick stench of blood fills the air.

Isabella falls forward; Nuada catches her. He looks over her shoulder and finds an arrow embedded in her back. It wasn't an elven arrow, that he recognized. It was an arrow designed by humans.

"No. No. No. No." Nuada repeated.

Nuada cradles Isabella in his arms. Fear is filling his entire body as he tries to keep Isabella awake. "Stay awake, Isabella. Please stay awake." Nuada begged, tears streaming down his face.

Blood trickles down Isabella's mouth as she chokes on her blood. Tears stream down her face as she mirrors the same fear that is on Nuada's face. Death is imminent.

"M-My love . . . " Isabella gurgled.

Slowly, she reaches up and places a bloody hand upon Nuada's cheek. Her skin is already growing cold.

"I will . . . love you forever . . . and always." Isabella whispered as she chokes on her blood.

"Isabella, just hang on a little longer. I'll get you help." Nuada promised.

"It's too late." Isabella said.

Isabella gives Nuada a bloody smile. "I'll wait for you, Nuada. Whether it is a day or the end of time, I will see you again." Isabella said, closing her eyes. Then she dies in the elf's arms.

Humans didn't turn to stone like Nuada's people. Isabella became limp in his arms and lays there as if she is sleeping. It's harder for Nuada as he hopes to see her wake up.

Tears stream down Nuada's face as it feels as if his heart shatters into millions of pieces. A bellowing cry tears out of his lips as Nuada holds Isabella to his chest. He buries his face into her hair, begging Isabella to wake up.

"This isn't supposed to happen." Nuada cried. "I was going to make you my wife. I was going to make you immortal so we can be together forever." he cried. He clutches the body of his fiancé and refuses to let go.

"Damn it. I missed him."

"Just shoot him again!"

Nuada ceases his crying when he hears new voices. His pain grows cold as it hardens into anger. He wipes the tears from his face as rage consumes him.

Carefully, Nuada lays Isabella down.

She is rested on top of the flowers. Her eyes are closed and looks as if she is sleeping. Isabella looks so beautiful resting on the flowers. If only she was napping.

Slowly, Nuada stands up. In his hand, he is holding the flower crown that Isabella made. It's stained in blood and is crushed but still intact. He refuses to let go of it.

The elf prince turns around and finds a group of human men. They aren't ordinary hunters. These men are soldiers. They were probably patrolling the border when they saw Nuada.

One of them was armed with a bow and arrow. That is the man who killed Nuada's love.

"You killed her." Nuada snarled.

"I was aiming for you, not her. A mere casualty in war." replied the human with a shrug.

His words enraged Nuada greatly. This man killed one of his own and doesn't even care.

"This proves that humans are horrible beings. You killed the only human that I truly cared for." Nuada snarled. "You don't deserve to live. You don't even deserve a merciless death."

The soldiers prepare their weapons. Swords are drawn and bows are notched back. The men believe they have the advantage as they are in a group.

Nuada draws out his swords and stands ready.

Wordlessly, Nuada lunges forward and attacks them. His blades slice through them all. Their throats were sliced open, giving them a slow, painful death. Blood gushes out in a spray as the humans collapse to the ground. The fear of dying is in their eyes. Surely, they regret killing Isabella now.

Usually, Nuada grants humans one mercy: a swift death. But he left these men to die by drowning in their blood. It's what they deserve.

Once they die from their injuries, Nuada turns back toward Isabella's prone form. His anger turns to despair.

"You were too pure for this world, Isabella. They didn't deserve you." Nuada whispered as he falls to his knees and hovers over Isabella. He places the bloody flower crown on her head. Resting his hands on her cheeks, Nuada leans in and gives Isabella a kiss on the lips.

"I will love you forever and always."

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Filter Malfunction (Miguel x Reader)

Lyla plays another prank on Miguel as he is talking with (y/n)

Part 1 here: https://www.tumblr.com/sugarzandsweetz/721424652758630400/wardrobe-malfunction-miguel-ohara-x-yn

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“Miguel! Are you here?”

Miguel shoots up from his hunched over form, feeling and hearing his spine crack. ‘Fuck!’ Miguel thought, trying to find a place to hide. Which is redundant as he is standing on his floating platform.

For the last couple of weeks, Miguel has been avoiding (Y/n). His confidence was shaken after Lyla’s prank with his suit. (Y/n) couldn’t look Miguel in the eye after the incident.

Whenever Miguel hosts a meeting, (y/n) would be on the other side of the room. Neither of them acknowledged each other.

Many of the spiders have taken notice of the shift in the force between Miguel and (y/n). Peter B. Parker tried to talk to Miguel about it but almost got his head bitten off. Plus, Hobie got a device thrown at his head when he taunted Miguel.

“Miguel! I know you’re up there! I see your brooding figure!” called out (y/n).

‘Why does everyone keep saying that?’ Miguel thought, annoyed. “I’m busy.” he called down.

“What are you talking about? Lyla called me and said you needed to talk to me.”

Miguel has a lost look before he becomes annoyed. “Lyla,” he growled, glaring at the holograph AI that is sitting on his shoulder like a devil. The heart-glasses wearing AI sticks her tongue out at him.

“You two need to talk.” Lyla said before flickering away.

“Tu poco—“

“Miguel? Who are you talking to?”

Miguel almost jumps out of his skin when he hears (Y/n) speak. The Hispanic male spins around, startled to find (y/n) standing behind him.

‘I hate not having spider sense!’ Miguel thought, his face growing flushed.

“You’re face is red.” (Y/n) said, smiling a little.

“Well—I may still be a bit . . . flustered after our last encounter.” Miguel admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.

(Y/n) laughs, nodding. “It caught me off guard, but it’s okay! Lyla was playing a prank. She does that all the time.” they said in understanding.

“You can say that again.” Miguel mumbled.

“So did you need to talk to me or did Lyla put you up to this?” (Y/n) asked.

“No!” Miguel said quickly, cursing himself for how fast his response was. “I mean—I did want to talk to you.” he corrected himself.

“Oh! About what?” (Y/n) asked.

Miguel’s brain stalls as he tries to think of an excuse. As he tries to think of something, he notices that (y/n)’s eyes drift upwards. The spider person is staring at something above Miguel’s head. Amusement is written on their face.

“What?” Miguel asked.

“Oh, nothing.” (Y/n) said, hiding a small smile.

“Hmm?” Miguel hummed, confused. “So, I wanted to talk to you about your latest mission. When that anomaly came to your world,”

Miguel turns to face his console as he speaks. When he turns around, there is a burst of laughter.

Hearing (y/n) laughing is like hearing bells. It’s soft and lovely to hear. But he is confused.

“What is it?” Miguel asked, turning back around.

(Y/n) falls over laughing.

“What?!” Miguel cried, becoming a bit annoyed.

“Bunny ears and tail!” (Y/n) said, pointing at him.

“What?” Miguel said.

It hits the man what (y/n) is saying.

‘She didn’t!’ Miguel thought, spinning around to look at his reflection in the console. His eyes widen when he sees holographic bunny ears on the top of his head.

‘Lyla!’ Miguel thought as he turns and looks down to see a holographic bunny tail.

“LYLA!” Miguel roared finally.

(Y/n) is laughing their butt off as Miguel curses at the AI in Spanish.

#fanfiction #x reader #atsv miguel #ATSV #atsv x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel x y/n #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #spiderverse

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Wardrobe Malfunction (Miguel O’Hara x (y/n))

Lyla decides to mess with Miguel as he is talking to one of his colleague that he has some feelings for.

*inspired by a comic I saw on TikTok)

*Y/n is gender neutral

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Miguel may not posses spidey-sense as many of the spider people in Alchemex, but he does know when there are eyes on him.

“Why are you staring at me?” Miguel asked, not sounding bothered but a bit curious. The spider glances away from his many computer screen to the other spider in the room. He feels a bit warm in his cheeks as Miguel notices how they are eyeing his form.

“What kind of material is your suit made out of?” asked (y/n), the spider from Earth 0923. Their designation: the Wolf Spider.

Their pupils seem to narrow into slits as (y/n) studies Miguel’s form.

Due to being bitten by a radioactive wolf spider, (y/n) has developed the many attributes of one. Insane eyesight, good hunting skills, and amazing agility. They have become one of Miguel’s top spider people as (y/n) has proven to be loyal and quick at executing a mission.

But some people are wondering if there is another reason why Miguel always has (y/n) around.

Miguel looks down at his suit for a second before looking back at (y/n)

“Why?” he asked.

“Well, my suit is made out of a cotton blend mixed with some elastic component so that it’s comfortable and breathable.” (Y/n) said, pulling on one of their sleeves. The material snaps back onto their skin when (y/n) lets go. “The spiders here wear spandex, armor, robot suits, or fur—in that werewolf’s case.”

(Y/n) leans in to study Miguel’s body.

“Yet, I can’t see what your suit is made of.” (Y/n) said, pouting.

For some reason, Miguel feels a tad proud to tell them. “My suit is made of special nanotechnology.” he boasted, demonstrating by causing the sleeve of his right arm to disappear and reappear. “It’s like a hologram almost.”

“Don’t act so high and mighty! Like you know how to design it!” snipped Lyla as the AI flickers into thin air. “Do you know how hard it was to design nano tech that can’t be traced or hacked into?”

Miguel glares at Lyla for ruining the moment. “Are you serious right now? You designed the suit while I did the calculations!” he hissed, flashing his fangs at Lyla. “You nearly made me look like some multicolored clown!”

“Yes, and now you look like some scary crusader!”

“Tu poco—“

Before Miguel can finish his curse in Spanish, (y/n) speaks up.

“Does this mean it’s like some holo screen?” (Y/n) asked, suddenly revealing that they are right in front of Miguel.

Miguel takes a step back, startled by (y/n)’s close proximity. The Hispanic male is stuck staring into their eyes as they view him curiously.

“Uh, I guess if you put it like that.” Miguel said.

“Hmm.” (Y/n) said, making a funny face.

Seeing (y/n) make such a face gives Miguel the strong urge to grab their cheeks and squeeze them. (Y/n) always makes the most interesting faces. It’s what of the reasons Miguel likes them.

“Aren’t you worried it’ll fizz out? Like a broken computer cutting out suddenly?” (Y/n) asked curiously.

That question catches Miguel off guard.

“I don’t see that happening. Besides, how could something like that happen?” he asked, almost insulted at the idea.

This is 2099 technology. He’s perfected crossing into other dimensions without going through spontaneous disruption of his molecules. If he can’t handle putting together a high-tech suit, how can Miguel call himself a scientist.

“Oh, maybe like this!” Lyla spoke up before there is a clicking noise.

At first, Miguel doesn’t notice anything off. Not until he sees (y/n)‘a face turn a bright red.

“Spider-Man underwear?” (Y/n) said with a squeak.

“WHAA?!”

Miguel looks down and squawks when he realizes his suit has disappeared and he is now in his underwear.

“LYLA!” Miguel roared, realizing what Lyla has done. The AI is laughing her ass off as she watches Miguel hide behind a chair.

“I’m going to go!” (Y/n) said quickly as they spin around and hurried out of the room.

“Dammit Lyla! Why did you do that?!” Miguel yelled as his suit returns.

“What? I thought showing off your body will help you get bonus points with (y/n)!” Lyla said.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? NO ME AYUDES!”

#x reader #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #spider man: across the spider verse #spider man 2099 #miguel o’hara x you

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Feral Sister (Avatar x Predator)

What if Jake had a younger sister who disappeared before the death of Tommy and he went to Pandora?

Many years later, when Jake and his family are getting used to living with the Metakayina, a Hunter from another planet arrives.

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“Warning: Intruder detected!”

“Warning: Mainframe hacked!”

“Warning: Mainframe unstable!”

The RDA came alive when alarms start blaring across the building. Soldiers have been dispatched to search for the intruder. Analysts are searching through the computers, searching for any signs of the digital footprint of the intruder.

“What the hell is going on?!” demanded General Ardmore. The woman storms into the room with a look that can kill.

“I don’t know! Someone has hacked into the mainframe! Somehow they managed to get into the system in under thirty seconds and is going through our personnel!” spoke an analyst as they’re struggling to find the hacker.

“Is it coming from inside the building?” questioned Quaritch as he enters the room after Ardmore. Other Recoms follow him.

“We don’t know! I can’t find an IP address of the hacker anywhere!”

“WELL FIND IT!” roared General Ardmore.

“Wait! I can see what they’re looking for! They’re looking at our Most Wanted personnel.” said another analyst. Then they pull up the image on the holographic screen. There, the whole room sees a flutter of wanted pictures flying across the air.

From Doctor Max Patel to Norm Spellman.

All the way to Jake Sully.

That’s where the images halted and aim directly at Jake Sully’s information.

“They’re looking for Jake Sully?” asked Quaritch, perplexed.

“I think I found where they’re located! It’s definitely inside the building!” said the same analyst.

“Pull them up on surveillance!” ordered Ardmore. “Try and lock them out of the system! I don’t want them to download any more information!”

The video feed of one of the surveillance cameras comes online for everyone to see. The image of one of the computer rooms is revealed.

“What the hell?” Ardmore said.

The floor of the computer room is covered in blood as two bodies bleed out. The most gruesome part is that the bodies have been split in two. Almost as if they were cut with a sword.

No one can fathom what they are seeing.

“What is that?” asked Wainfleet, noticing some kind of warp in the video feed. “Is something wrong with the camera?” he asked.

“No. There’s nothing wrong with the camera.” said one of the analysts.

That’s when the warp begins to move. Everyone quiets down as they watch something move across the screen.

Suddenly, the warp shifts and crackles as a person comes into view.

While small in stature, the hacker is covered head to toe in armor. A large grey mask with black eyes covers their face, breastplate armor with shoulder plating, steel arm guards, and a leather skirt. Underneath the armor is some kind of fish netting that covers the Caucasian skin. Long brown hair drapes over the person’s shoulders in thick braids.

“What the fuck?” Quaritch said as he takes in the sight.

The hacker—a woman—is leaving the room when someone storms in. A large male soldier aims their gun at the hacker. The man shouts something but can’t be heard over the blaring sirens.

Without hesitation, the armored woman shoots forward. There is a flash of silver as the arm guard on the woman’s left arm extends itself—revealing to be a double bladed gauntlet. She plunges her weapon into the soldier’s chest and proceeds to tear open the chest cavity.

Someone screams and another faints.

Quaritch is staring in stunned silence as he watches this horror show.

It gets even worse as the woman grabs the man by his throat and slices the man’s head off. She holds it up to her eye and appears to admire the head. Then she disappears from view.

No one is able to say anything as they process with what they’ve seen.

“What. The. Fuck.” said Quaritch again.

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“Tuk! Tuk! Don’t wander too far!” called out Kiri, racing after her younger sister.

“I’m fine!” Tuk’tirey yelled over her shoulder, giggling as she runs.

The two sisters went off into the island to collect fruit for the family. The fruit found where the Metakayina lives are different from those found in the forest. It’s as juicy but has an aftertaste of salt from the ocean water.

Tuk has developed a craving for a fruit called ‘star-fruit’ and would constantly go to get some. Each time, one of her family members would go with her.

“I swear, you’ll get a tummy ache if you eat too many!” Kiri warned as she hurries.

“I don’t eat that many!” Tuk denied.

“You eat too much and won’t eat dinner!” Kiri said.

Tuk doesn’t offer a rebuttal as she continues on.

The two sisters reach the wild patch of Star fruit. Tuk squeals as she grabs a handful of them and pops them into her mouth.

“No! Don’t eat them! We’re here to collect!” Kiri said.

“Awww!” Tuk whined.

Kiri laughs at her younger sister as she gets down on her knees and begins to pluck the fruit from their stems. The older sister would put them in a basket to carry back.

As the sisters worked to fill up their baskets, there’s a loud rustle that comes from the tropical trees above them.

Kiri pauses and looks up at the trees. Her eyes scan the branches, looking for any signs of a person.

There doesn’t appear to be anyone, but Kiri notices an odd shimmer in one of the trees. It’s like the air is moving like water but stays in one place.

Kiri blinks a few times, trying to make sense of what she is seeing.

“Tuk, I think we’ve collected enough.” Kiri said, becoming uneasy.

“What? But we just got here!” Tuk said, confused.

“Let’s go.” Kiri ordered.

Kiri takes her sister’s arm and begins to drag the younger Nav’i away. Something at the back of her mind is telling her to run. And she knows not to ignore these feelings.

“What’s wrong, Kiri?” Tuk asked, noticing her sister’s look.

“It’s nothing.” Kiri said, but has them pick up the pace.

As they are hurrying back to the village, Kiri sees the shimmer again. It’s following them by moving from tree to tree. She is able to make out a silhouette out of the shimmer. It’s almost like a person.

Kiri drops her bag and scoops up Tuk.

“Kiri?!” Tuk cried, becoming frightened.

Kiri doesn’t respond as she runs all the way back.

When they reach the village, Kiri is screaming for her father and mother. “Momma! Father!” Kiri screamed as she runs across the sand.

Many of the Metakayina become aware of her frantic calls. It doesn’t take long for Jake Sully and his mate Neytiri to arrive. Both are armed, prepared for a potential attack. Following after them is the Metakayina leaders, Tonowari and Ronal.

“Kiri! Tuk! What is it?” Neytiri asked, worried.

“Something’s here! Something’s following us!” Kiri said, frantic.

“Following you!? Where?!” asked Jake as he scans the area where his daughters came from.

“Is it one of the sky demons?” asked Tonowari.

“I don’t know what it is! I couldn’t see it but I know it was there!” Kiri said.

“What do you mean you couldn’t—“

Neytiri stops herself as she catches sight of something. Everyone follows her eyes and notices the same shimmering figure standing there.

The Navi are transfixed as well as wary at the sight of the shimmering being. Many arm themselves with spears, prepared for an attack.

Jake has his rifle aimed at the thing, his ears flicking from side to side. He is the one to approach, slowly stepping closer to the shimmering figure.

Suddenly, the shimmering dissipates and a solid figure seems to manifest itself.

Small in stature—roughly the size of a human. Fish netting covers their body as steel armor encompasses them. Shoulder guards, arm guards, chest plating, and thigh guards. A loincloth with a leather belt bedazzled with bones and other trophies. Caucasian skin that is riddled with scars. Long brown hair dressed in braids run down their head.

A large steel mask covers their face, black eyes staring back at Jake.

The person is armed with a spear that is longer than their body. Along with some shoulder gauntlet that is aimed directly at Jake.

Momentarily surprised, Jake stared at the person—a woman as he can see.

“Who are you?” Jake asked, in English.

It seems that Jake speaking startles the woman as she takes a step back. Then she holds up her right arm, the one with a thick gauntlet covering her entire arm. She taps on the device for a few seconds, and then a holographic image appears above her head.

Jake tenses up when he sees his face on the holographic image.

“Are you here for me?” Jake demanded, switching the safety off of his gun.

A chuckle comes from the woman, muffled by the mask. “You can say that.” she spoke before removing the mask.

A young human face reveals itself from underneath the mask. Scars are littered all over her face, but there is one scar on her forehead that stands out over the rest. It’s tribal in nature, marking her. Dark brown eyes look directly at Jake, a look of recognition on her face.

Jake drops his gun as he stumbles back, staring at the woman in shock.

“Ma Jake! What is it!?” Neytiri asked, worried for her mate.

“I-it can’t be.” Jake stuttered, unable to tear his eyes away from the woman.

“It’s been a long time, Jake. I almost didn’t recognize you.” spoke the woman, revealing that she is able to breathe the toxic air of Pandora.

“Katherine?” Jake asked, tears peaking at the corners of his eyes.

“Hey big brother.” spoke the woman with a smile, revealing razor sharp teeth.

#fanfiction #avatar #avatar twow #avatar the way of water #predator #jake sully #neytiri #kiri sully #tuktirey

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Together Again (Aaravos x OC)

Aya is royal guard, sworn to protect King Ezran after the death of his father.

Years later, she becomes the mother hen of the group as they travel to discover Aaravos’s prison. Only, when they meet Aaravos through the looking glass, they discover something odd about Aya

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Watching as the mirror becomes illuminated is transfixing. The runes on the mirror glow as the mirror comes to life before their eyes. Before they realize it, the reflecting surface changes and a new scenery appears.

Aya stands in front of Ezran, keeping a hand on his shoulder. Her hand is gripped tightly on the sword that is resting upon her hip. The hairs at the back of her neck are standing on end as she awaits for whatever is to come.

On the other side of the mirror, it reveals some sort of room. The walls are full of shelves stacked with books. Furniture is strewn about the place.

The place almost looks homely if it isn’t the fact that it is a prison.

Everyone takes notice of the person standing in the center of the room, right in front of the mirror.

Aya feels chills run down her spine as the figure turns to look at them. The knight doesn’t know if it is knowing that the person is Aaravos, a dangerous elf. Or by how . . . beautiful he is.

His skin is a warm purple with twinkling stars. Long silver hair with horns adorning at the top of his head. Long robes that match his cosmic skin.

The sclera of his eyes are black to illuminate the golden irises. Stars dust across his nose like freckles.

The beauty of the elf takes Aya’s breath away.

Aaravos becomes aware of them and takes a step closer to the mirror to get a better look. When he gazes upon the company, noticing where he was, in the dragons’ lair. Enrage contorts his handsome face as he realizes just where he is.

Then, Aaravos raises his hand and clenches it.

Callum gasps, grasping his throat as he struggles to breathe. Everyone looks at Callum in confusion and worry as the young mage falls to his knees.

“Callum?” asked Rayla in worry.

Just before she can touch his shoulder, Callum raises his head and looks directly at the moon shadow elf. Revealing eyes blacker than coal.

Everyone takes a step back from Callum.

The hairs at the back of Aya’s neck stand on end. She can feel the dark magic coming off of Callum in waves.

Slowly, Callum rises back onto his feet as his eyes turn from black to a glowing white. Aya glances at the mirror, almost tempted to smash the looking glass in hopes of breaking whatever spell Araavos has on Callum. She takes notice of the smirk on the elf’s face, and how it is identical to the one on Callum’s lips.

Callum folds his arms behind his back and begins to circle his friends, not acting like himself. Finally, Callum—or Araavos, spoke.

“Zubeia, you haven’t aged a bit. You look as young and as ravishing . . . as the day you betrayed me.”

Araavos spoke with spite, glaring up at the dragon queen from his puppet—Callum.

“So sorry to hear of your mate’s untimely and tragic passing.” Araavos apologized, almost sounding sincere.

Then, Aaravos turns his attention on the group. For a moment, Aya thought that Aaravos was looking right at her.

“So these are the champions you’ve gathered to try and stop me?” Araavos sounds almost insulted but also amused. “They are nothing more than pathetic children!” he laughed.

Araavos walks over to Ezran, grinning at the youngest. Aya wanted to wipe the smirk from Araavos’s face, even if it meant punching Callum. (She’s still upset with the mage when he caught her dress on fire when practicing spellcasting)

“The winning child king, in over his head and he knows it.”

Ezran looks away in shame at Araavos’s words. Aya is unable to tell if it was the words or the fact that they are coming from Callum—even if it wasn’t his voice.

Araavos moves onto Rayla.

“The moon shadow assassin who . . . can this be right? Isn’t capable of killing?”

The amusement on Callum’s face matches that of the elf trapped in the mirror.

Araavos then moves to Soren.

“The failed son, who’s father wishes he’d never been born. Ouch!”

The knight shows contempt but doesn’t say anything to Araavos. Soren looks ready to punch the elf as much as Aya.

Then, Araavos’s attention turns toward Aya. Callum’s eyes squint as he tilts his head. It’s almost as if there is recognition on his face.

Callum approaches Aya, reaching out and placing his hand on her cheek. It is surprisingly cold. Aya is unable to say anything as she keeps staring at Callum—Aaravos.

“You told me many years ago that we’d see each other once again. In one lifetime or the next. Well, now is the time.” Araavos spoke, fondness in his voice. “Just wait a little longer, my star. We’ll soon be together once more.”

With that being said, the mirror shatters and the spell casted over Callum is cut off. The mage collapses but Soren catches him in time.

Nothing is said as everyone is looking at Aya in confusion yet also suspicion. All that Aya can ponder is, what was Araavos talking about?

#the dragon prince #fanfiction #araavos #elf #x reader

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Showing when writing: Emotions [part 1]

Embarrassment

blushing

fidgeting

sweating

hiding their face in their hands

wide eyes

crossing their arms around their body

stutters

stammering

shifting their weight from side to side

exaggerated movements

nervous quirks appear such as picking at their nails, playing with their hair, and rocking on their heels.

avoiding eye contact

glancing or staring at random objects

stiff smiles

scratching the back of their head or neck.

subject changing

forced laughter

Anticipation

big smiles

wetting their lips

energized

constant movement

grinning

can't concentrate

clumsiness

fidgeting

questions

Awe

frozen

wide eyes

slack jaw

harsh or erratic breathing

grinning

staring

Surprise/shock

gasping

open mouth

slack jaw

wide eyes

covering their mouth with their hands

raised eyebrows

frozen

staring

stepping back

stutters or stammers

Triumph

Tilting back head and yelling out

fist pumping in the air

Jumping

Roaring

Whooping

laughter

bright smiles

grinning

Anger/Threatening

Shaking fist

Pointing

crossed arms

glares

frowning

scowling

Stabbing with finger

Slamming fist against something

Veins throbbing

Jutting out their chin

Clenched fist

Clenched jaw

flushed face

Eyebrows lowered or furrowed

squinting

Teeth bared

Wide stance

Tight-lipped smile

Rapid breathing

Sweating

aggressive stance

Flared nostrils

Puffed chest

loud voice

Nervous

lip biting

biting nails

blinking

tears

stepping back

awkward laughter

clumsiness

dry lips

dry mouth

fidgeting

darting eyes

wrapping their arms around themselves

repeatedly folding and unfolding their arms

clutching at themselves, their hip/shoulder/stomach

drawn in/furrowed brows

avoiding eye contact

jittery

pitched voice

no appetite or nervous eating so a bigger appetite

pacing

toying with things

restless

bouncing leg

rubbing at their face

scratching

sweating trembling

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show, don't tell:

anticipation - bouncing legs - darting eyes - breathing deeply - useless / mindless tasks - eyes on the clock - checking and re-checking

frustration - grumbling - heavy footsteps - hot flush - narrowed eyes - pointing fingers - pacing / stomping

sadness - eyes filling up with tears - blinking quickly - hiccuped breaths - face turned away - red / burning cheeks - short sentences with gulps

happiness - smiling / cheeks hurting - animated - chest hurts from laughing - rapid movements - eye contact - quick speaking

boredom - complaining - sighing - grumbling - pacing - leg bouncing - picking at nails

fear - quick heartbeat - shaking / clammy hands - pinching self - tuck away - closing eyes - clenched hands

disappointment - no eye contact - hard swallow - clenched hands - tears, occasionally - mhm-hmm

tiredness - spacing out - eyes closing - nodding head absently - long sighs - no eye contact - grim smile

confidence - prolonged eye contact - appreciates instead of apologizing - active listening - shoulders back - micro reactions

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50 WORDS TO USE INSTEAD OF “SAID”

Do you ever find yourself over-using the word “said” in your writing? Try using these words/phrases instead:

stated

commented

declared

spoke

responded

voiced

noted

uttered

iterated

explained

remarked

acknowledged

mentioned

announced

shouted

expressed

articulated

exclaimed

proclaimed

whispered

babbled

observed

deadpanned

joked

hinted

informed

coaxed

offered

cried

affirmed

vocalized

laughed

ordered

suggested

admitted

verbalized

indicated

confirmed

apologized

muttered

proposed

chatted

lied

rambled

talked

pointed out

blurted out

chimed in

brought up

wondered aloud

(NOTE: Keep in mind that all of these words have slightly different meanings and are associated with different emotions/scenarios.)

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Love Knows No Bounds (Razor x Aya x Reader)

(Y/n) is a young Green Lantern who is cousins with Hal Jordan. They help him fight the Red Lanterns along with Kilowog, Aya, and Razer.

(Y/n) develops feelings for both Razor and Aya but holds back because they knows the two like each other. But when (y/n) risks their life to save both Aya and Razor, the two reveal their feelings.

* I love both Aya and Razor and would love to be coupled with them*

*gender neutral reader*

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“Aya, can you pass me the whisk?”

“Certainly. Is this a whisk?”

(Y/n) looks up from the bowl full of chocolate chips, powdered cookie dough, water, and eggs. In Aya’s hand is not a whisk but a fork.

“That’s a fork.” (Y/n) said, smiling.

“Oh.” Aya said, frowning.

“It’s okay. You’re used to using the automated food dispenser rather than cooking from scratch.” (Y/n) said, grabbing the whisk that is off to the side. (Y/n) begins to stir the ingredients together.

“Can I try?” Aya asked, watching (Y/n) work.

“Sure! Just keep stirring until it’s lumpy and not running.” (Y/n) advised. A smile is spread across their face as they make cookies.

“What is going on here?”

(Y/n)’s cheeks grow warm when they hear the sultry voice of the resident Red Lantern on the Interceptor.

“Ah! Razor!” Aya said, the tone of her voice revealing delight.

There is a painful twinge in (Y/n)’s heart when they watche how delighted Aya is at seeing Razor. Aya never seems that happy when (Y/n) enters a room.

“We’re making chocolate chip cookies!” (Y/n) said, smiling at Razor.

“Are they a delicacy on Earth?” Razor asked, glancing at the food.

“Yep! They’re delicious! Wanna try?” (Y/n) grabs a spoon and scoops up some of the dough and holds it out for Razor. “People like to eat the dough raw but you’ll love it when it’s cooked.” Razor looks at the offered food before taking the spoon from (Y/n).

(Y/n)’s heart leaps in their chest when their fingers touch Razor’s skin.

“I wish I had a stomach. This looks delicious”. Aya said, watching Razor eat the food.

“It is.” Razor agreed, licking the spoon clean.

Admittedly, (y/n) stared longer than they meant to. Quickly, they look away and furiously stirs the food.

“Razor, would you like to join us? (Y/n) has been teaching me how to make food from scratch.” Aya invited Razor.

‘Am I not good company?’ (Y/n) thought, not really meaning it.

“I smell cookies!” yelled Hal Jordan as he comes running in. “Yes! (Y/n) is making cookies!”

“They aren’t even cooked yet!” (Y/n) exclaimed.

Despite being cousins, Hal and (y/n) grew up like siblings. (Y/n)’s parents died in an accident and Hal and his family took them in.

A few months after Hal became a Green Lantern, (y/n) was chosen as well. The Guardians prefer (y/n) over Hal. They think (y/n) less chaotic.

“Is (y/n) known for their cooking?” Razor asked, continuing on sucking the spoon.

“Yep! They love to cook!” Hal complimented.

“They do seem to enjoy it.” Aya agreed, smiling at (y/n).

(Y/n)’s cheeks grow warm.

“Well it’s fun to make food. There are all kinds of recipes.” (Y/n) said. “I was thinking of becoming a chef but I found another calling.”

“And what was that?” Razor asked.

“Being a hero.” (Y/n) joked.

Their conservation is interrupted by an alarm.

“Warning: Red Lantern vessel approaching!” Aya said, her eyes glazing over as she accesses the monitors.

Everyone drops what they are doing and fly to the control room. Kilowog is there, keeping an eye on things. The high ranked Green Lantern is punching the console.

“The vessel just appeared out of nowhere! They are heading straight for us!” Kilowog said.

“Everyone! Stations!” Hal ordered.

Aya, Razer, (Y/n), and Kilowog hurry to their stations and prepare for the assault.

Almost immediately, the Red Lantern ship starts to fire. The Interceptor’s shields keep them safe but rattles the ship.

“Shield is down to 94%.” said Aya.

“Aya, take controls! Razer, stay with her to defend the Interceptor. Kilowog, (y/n) and I will go out and play offense!” Hal ordered.

“Yes, sir.” Aya said.

“Will do.” Razor said.

Kilowog, Hal, and (y/n) fly out of their ship and cut through space to fight the Red Lanterns.

(Y/n) hung back to stay close to the ship as a means of defense. But also to play sniper.

If there is one thing that anyone can agree on is that (y/n) is a talented sniper. They are someone to depend on in the background. They have excellent eyesight and good aim.

(Y/n) uses their imagination to create a high caliber rifle. They steady the rifle by resting it on their right arm as they aim with their left. Peering through the scope, (Y/n) lies in wait as Hal and Kilowog fought the Red Lanterns.

Whenever Hal and Kilowog are under fire, (y/n) defends them. Each shot hits their target. (Y/n)’s bullets only stun the Red Lanterns and gives their team enough time to go on the offense.

As (y/n) keeps firing, they notice something at the corner of their eye. Looking up from their scope, (y/n) spots a Red Lantern sneaking around to get to the Interceptor. They are armed with a large shoulder cannon that isn’t made from their imagination.

“Shit!” (Y/n) yelled. “Razor! Aya! Trouble heading your way!”

Quickly, (y/n) changes their gun into a giant axe and flies after the Red Lantern. They swing the axe with all of their strength.

The Red Lantern manages to dodge (y/n)’s attacks as they aim the weapon at the ship.

“You’re not going after my friends!” (Y/n) screamed.

(Y/n) manages to slice through the cannon before delivering a strong kick to the Red Lantern’s stomach.

“Ha! Yes!” (Y/n) cheered.

(Y/n) turns to face the Interceptor. “You guys alright?” she asked.

“We’re fine!” Aya said.

“Thank god!”

“(Y/N) BEHIND YOU!” Razor suddenly screamed.

Startled, (y/n) spun around and saw the sliced up cannon was glowing bright red.

“Fuck.” (Y/n) said.

Quickly, (y/n) forms a large shield to block themself and the Interceptor from the upcoming explosion. They turn their head to look at Razor and Aya. Alarm is on both of their faces.

(Y/n) smiles at them just as the explosion occurs.

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(Y/n) feels as if they are swimming in water. There is resistance in their movements as well as feeling lightheaded.

Slowly, (y/n) blinks awake.

Bright overhead lights nearly blind (y/n). They let out a groan and closes their eyes.

“(Y/n)? Are you awake?”

“No. I’m asleep.” (Y/n) said sarcastically.

“You are talking and appear to be conscious.”

(Y/n) laughs as they recognize who they are talking to. Opening their eyes again, (y/n) looks and finds Aya hovering over them.

“Hi, Aya.” (Y/n) said fondly.

“Hello (y/n).” Aya said, smiling.

“How long have I been out?” (Y/n) asked, slowly sitting up on the bed.

“Approximately three days, four hours, twenty five minutes and five seconds.” Aya replied.

“Damn. You must’ve been scared.” (Y/n) said.

“I was concerned for your well-being. We all were.” Aya responded.

“Did you and Razor get hurt from the blast? I tried to make the shield big enough to block you guys.” (Y/n) asked. They reach out to brush there hand over Aya’s arm. “I didn’t want you guys to get hurt.”

“Your shield absorbed enough of the blast so that we weren’t harmed.” Aya said. “You didn’t have to do that. The blast would’ve just incapacitated the Interceptor, not truly harmed us.” she said.

“I didn’t think of that. All that I thought was to keep you and Razor safe. It would kill me if either of you have gotten hurt.” (Y/n) said.

“I don’t see how you would of died from us being hurt.” Aya said.

“She didn’t mean literally, Aya.”

(Y/n)’s eyes dart to the entrance of the medbay and finds Razor standing there. They stand up even straighter than before.

“Razor,” (Y/n) said.

A rare smile appears on Razor’s face as he approaches (y/n). “We were worried that you weren’t going to wake up.” Razor said sincerely.

“Looks like I warmed my way into your heart.” (Y/n) joked.

Razor and Aya glance at each other when (y/n) says that. It makes (y/n) slightly nervous. (Y/n) has tried not to show their feelings toward Aya and Razor as they didn’t want to cause any tension. Falling for two people at the same time is new for (y/n) and they don’t want to ruin the friendship they have between them.

“You love us.” Aya stated.

Somehow, (y/n) chokes on air. Their face grows hot as they try to act confused.

“What are you talking about?” (Y/n) asked, trying to act nonchalant.

“Don’t bother hiding it, (y/n). We have taken notice awhile ago.” Razer said, smirking at (y/n)’s face. “You have expressed interest in the both of us.” he said.

(Y/n) keeps their eyes from meeting either Aya or Razer’s gaze. They feel so humiliated.

“I didn’t want to tell you because I know that you both like each other. I didn’t want to make things uneasy.” (Y/n) said. “I promise not to say or do anything to make things uncomfortable.” they promised.

“But we aren’t uncomfortable, (y/n).” Aya revealed.

“Huh?” (Y/n) said, confused.

Lifting up their head, (y/n) is caught off guard by Aya placing her hand on (y/n)’s hand. A warm smile is on Aya’s beautiful face as the AI bends forward and kisses (y/n).

Aya’s lips are surprisingly warm despite her bionic form. (Y/n) closes their eyes and reciprocates the kiss.

When they pull away, Razor kisses (y/n).

The size of (y/n)’s heart grows three sizes. This is a dream come true. The two people that they have been in love with reciprocate (y/n)’s feelings.

It’ll be difficult moving forward but it wouldn’t matter. (Y/n) loves them and no one will get in between them.

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Should’ve seen me when I saw the upgraded predator.

Fanfiction writers and artists waiting for the movie so they can have the essential materials to make one shots/stories and artwork about the new predator:

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Out of Sight (Savage Oppress x (y/n) )

(Y/n) is the daughter of Pre Vizla. She is there when the Death Watch finds the unconscious Savage Oppress and Darth Maul. As the two Sith Lords work with the organization, (Y/n) and the giant Dathomirian begin to grow closer. But their relationship is a secret because of (Y/n)’s father.

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The kiss is hot yet sweet. Their lips mold together as if they are made of clay. Teeth clack but neither of them cared.

This is the best that they can get with the limited alone time that they have together. A simple brush of skin when they are around people isn’t enough. They take what they can get.

A purr rumbles through Savage’s throat as his fingers squeeze (y/n)’s ass. His claws bite through the leathery material of (y/n)’s pants, digging into her skin. A pleased noise escapes (y/n)’s lips as she leans into his touch.

“Would it be bad if I wanted to take you here now?” Savage whispered (y/n)’s ear. His lips ghost over the shell of her ear, his teeth ready to nibble on the skin.

“Yes, it would.” (Y/n) said, running her fingers over Savage’s taut muscles. The way they flex and twitch under her touch. It’s fascinating to see such a specimen such as Savage. And he is all her’s.

“I’m just saying,” Savage mumbles, one of his hands running up (y/n)’s back, fumbling with the clasp of her chest armor. “I’m sure we can find a nice place to spend some more time together without worrying about anyone walking in on us.” The urge to touch every part of the Mandalorian’s naked skin is growing inside of Savage. He is desperate for more than just desperate quick kisses.

(Y/n) doesn’t respond as she slips out of her lover’s arms. “You and I both know that is impossible. With your brother and my father, it’s near to impossible to–“

“(Y/n)! Where are you?!”

Savage and (y/n)’s eyes widen when they recognize the voice as Pre Vizla. “Get down!” (Y/n) hissed. The small Mandalorian grabs Savage and forces him to crouch down. They were inside (Y/n)’s private tent and she had collapsible furniture. She had a desk where (y/n) would go through battle plans by herself as she often helps her father strategize. The desk was just big enough for Savage to barely fit under.

The Dathomiran bumps his head on the desk as he is forced underneath. The horns on his head scrape against the wood as he struggles to fold his large body.

A moment later, Pre Vizla enters the tent without announcing himself.

“Father, I thought I told you to knock, or at least say something before entering my room.” (Y/n) said, straightening her messy hair.

“And I’ve told you that you are living in a tent so it doesn’t really count.” Vizla said.

(Y/n) frowns at her father. “Is there something you need, Father? I thought we were done for the day?” she asked, acting nonchalant. She spares a glance downward and forces herself not to laugh when (Y/n) saw how uncomfortable Savage looked. The yellow and black figure is glaring at (Y/n) in annoyance.

“I wish to have a discussion with you about the two Sith Lords.”

Both (y/n) and Savage froze. For a moment, they believe that their relationship was discovered.

“What do you mean, Father?” (Y/n) asked, her voice cracking.

“You and I both know that once we’ve achieved our goal, those two Dathomirians will try something. I cannot have them interfere with our plans. So I want you to try and get close to them, to learn of any alternative goals they may have.” Viszla said. The older man takes a few steps closer towards his daughter. Any closure and he might notice how intent (Y/n) is on keeping him from looking down.

“Why me, Father? I’m sure Bo-Katan or someone else could do it.” (Y/n) asked.

(Y/n) tenses when she feels a large hand caress her calf. Without the armor on her legs, she is only wearing leggings. And she has rather sensitive legs. In other words, she is ticklish.

Savage’s fingers run up and down (y/n)’s leg, his claws digging into the thin material of her leggings. He is taunting her with his touches. Telling (y/n) that he is still there and refuses to be ignored.

“I’ve noticed that the large one, Savage appears to have taken a liking to you. So I want you–”

(Y/n) is unable to pay attention to what her father is saying as Savage begins to kiss her legs through her leggings. His lips travel from her knees, up to her thighs. As he does this, Savage runs his hands up (y/n)’s sides, squeezing the flesh in his grasp.

Quickly, (y/n) grabs a chair and sits down. That way Viszla wouldn’t catch sight of any hands climbing up her legs. She scoots in close so that her father couldn’t see any signs of Savage.

“Father, I’ll see what I can do. But I do not promise that much success.” (Y/n) said, reaching underneath the desk and placing her hand on Savage’s face. Her fingers dig into his cheeks, forcing him to focus on her hand.

Her face twitches when Savage runs his tongue over her hand. The Zabrak male proceeds to suck on the tip of (Y/n)’s forefinger.

‘You smug bastard.’ (Y/n) thought, forcing herself not to look down.

“You’re my daughter. I have confidence in you.” Viszla said fondly.

“Thank you, father.” (Y/n) said.

A strained whine escapes (y/n)’s lips when a wet tongue presses itself against the thin material of her leggings, pressing into her pussy.

“Are you alright?” Viszla asked, concerned.

“Cramps.” (Y/n) said quickly.

(Y/n)’s eyes almost pop when she feels a cold breeze on her crotch. ‘He didn’t!’ (Y/n) thought.

“Do you need some medicine?” asked her father.

“I’ll be fine. Now I really need some rest.” (Y/n) said, dismissing her father. Feigning a yawn, (y/n) nearly cries out when she feels Savage press his tongue against her bare cunt. His tongue brushes the nub and sends a shock of pleasure through her.

“Alright. Goodnight.” Viszla said.

The moment he leaves, (y/n) grabs hold of Savage and uses every bit of strength and adrenaline she has to throw him onto her bed.

“You are going to regret teasing me like that!” (Y/n) snarled, climbing on top of her lover.

“I’m sorry for being impatient.” Savage said, although the smile on his face says otherwise.

“Oh, you will be sorry.” (Y/n) said, reaching down to grope Savage’s clothed hard member. “You’ll be begging for me for release when I’m done with you.”

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