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Pt. 4

(Avatar)Colonel Miles Quaritch x Na’vi Reader

UH, This has multiple parts. So buckle up.

Warnings: SMUT/18+/violence/choking/pinning/overstimulation/heavy topics/Dirty talk/Virginity Loss/knife play maybe/size kink/FUTURE SMUT/Stockholm Syndrome/fingering/pet names/manhandling/manipulation/spanking/etc.. it’s nasty up in this piece.

P.S. uuuh stuff spoken in Na’vi is Italic and stuff readers thinking is blue

Summary: This takes place in ATWOW Aaand you’re neytiris older sister, and you get captured in order to save jakes children and spider. <3

Authors note: this chapter most likely has smut so like if you ain’t into that then scurry away. <3

P.s. Oh yes this is nasty nasty.

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Your ears would fall back as you felt a powerful emotion radiate from Miles as he stood up from beside you. ‘Jealously’ was your first thought. Miles stood there for a moment looking off into the distance. And you wondered what he was thinking, that was until you noticed the sun had gone down, leaving you with Miles, alone, in the forest, in the dark. In the dark. And something about the jealously that was oozing from his body like a bad smell had your stomach and toes turning.

“Hey princess, let’s play a game.”

Miles tone was one you hadn’t heard him tune before. Almost zombie or robot like. It didn’t sound like him. Something sinister was hidden beneath. Your ears would perk at his words and tone as you looked up to the tall blue man, his vest and pants something you’d grown used to. ‘It looked good on him’ and his waist. ‘God his waist was so gas damned attractive.’ The thought had you biting your lip and tail whip as you stood your body visibly stiff and you on edge.

“It is eclipse.” You’d state in protest. As you began to fidget with your hands.

Miles would stare at you his expression plain and dead as he tilt his head. The expressionless face that stared at you had your heart rate picking up as your fingers twitched. After what felt like forever of getting stared at by a zombie Miles would finally show emotion and smirk and lick his canines very slowly. Very very slowly his tung swirling the sharp tooth. The sight had your thighs clenching.

“Perfect.” Miles would exaggerate the ‘purrr’ in ‘perfect’. As he raised his brows.

A nervous laugh would catch in your throat. But then something inside started to bubble.. A courage. A playful courage.

“What game?” You’d ask your ears falling back at the word game. ‘This isn’t going to be a game.’

“Hide and seek sweet cheeks.” Miles would coo his words in your language his eyes lighting up and pupils dilating the once yellow orbs now almost completely a black abyss. The sight had you taking a step back.

‘He’s gonna hunt me’ your tail would freeze then frantically wag at the thought.

“What are the rule-“

“One..two..three..four…” miles would interrupt you boldly as he gave you a look that said ‘go anywhere and I’ll find you’ that ghost of a grin that you’d come to hate and love so much plastered onto his face as his animalistic eyes stared into yours.

It took a few staggered steps back and an almost trip onto your arse but quickly you’d gain control of your feet and rush to get as far as possible from miles. ‘He doesn’t know the forest like I do’ you thought ‘I don’t even know what he’s counting to’ your feet quietly padded against the floor as your ran thought the bushes and three iridescence of the forest whooshing past your eyes. ‘He can’t maneuver around like I do.’ You told yourself. But something inside you deep down said ‘oh he could.’ But you were to confident to believe that thought. You were a better hunter than Netyiri, quieter, quicker, stronger, swifter, more agile and far less forgiving. A better warrior too. There was no way he was gonna catch you.

Swiftly you’d make your way onto and up a tree perching yourself onto the strong branches, it was dark, and the leaves would cover you. You would see him before he saw you. You were sure of it. ‘What was I so scared for?’ You asked yourself in a prideful tone.

“Ready of not here I come princess.” Your head would snap at the direction of Miles voice his words quiet and distant but loud and unwantingly close. that logic didn’t make sense to you. You’d shake your head trying to rid your ears of his words.

Then you were quiet. Your tail still and ears perked and listening. For anything. But there was nothing, the forest was quiet. Too quiet. It’s like it knew, like Ewya knew. Knew you were being hunted. You’d look down into the iridescence of the forest looking for the man you loved and craved. ‘Where was he’ those were the only words circuiting through your brain. Still you sat perched in the tree, listening. waiting.

“Come out, come out wheeereever yoooou are.” Miles would sing his tone sinister.

It was then you saw him taking playful steps, long and playful steps. Almost skipping down the forest. stopping under the branches you were perched on his ears perked and tail still. He was listening. Stupidly your sweaty hands would slip causing a small branch to crack and fall. Your eyes would widen as you gasped. quickly and quietly you’d make your way back to the thickness of the three to hide just incase he saw you through the leaves of where you had been perched. Your heart was racing. You eyes wide and breaths forcefully quiet as you brought a hand to cover your mouth.

~~~~~~~~~~~~(Miles POV)~~~~~~~~~~

‘I could smell her, her slick, her arousal, her fear, her sweat. I could smell her. And lord if she smelt that good all I could think about is how she would taste.’ My body was going crazy, zings and shocks pulsing all over. How easily I could’ve scaled the tree and taken her right there. But I wanted to play with her. Play with her mind. Make her feel like pray. Make her feel weak. Make her feel dominated. I wanted to hunt her. A smirk would cross my face when a branch from right where she was perched fell next to my feet.

“Oh my, that’s odd. Very odd. Branches don’t really just fall from trees. Eh, it’s probably nothing.” I’d say in a teasing tone. I knew she was watching me. Listening. Slowly I’d lift my head to look to the branches. She wasn’t there anymore. But ‘she was close.’

~~~~~~~~~~~~(End of Miles POV)~~~~~~~~

You knew Miles was mocking you with his words and actions. And it annoyed you. With an annoyed noise your ears would flick back as you quietly climbed down the tree being extra careful to make no sounds. Your heart was still racing. Then the thought hit you.

“I can escape…” you’d mutter to yourself quietly. You voice was filled with hope and your eyes lighted up at the thought. the situation now becoming 10x more serious to you. ‘Run. Run and don’t look back’ Quickly you’d dart from the tree dodging your way around the plants, bushes and rocks and fungi. Everything was at steak now. Everything. ‘I can see Netyiri and Netayum!’

You’d never ran faster, ever. At least that’s what you thought. Suddenly there was loud footsteps from behind you. Fast and loud. Chasing after you. And they were coming fast. You’d stop and look to your right and left the footsteps getting louder and louder, closer and closer by the second. ‘Jump behind the rock.’ In a desperate attempt you’d roll and hurdle yourself behind a large rock quickly putting your back to it and raising your hand quickly, to cover your mouth. You breathing was frantic and loud. So you had to quiet it down some how.

“I can hear you sweet thing, why don’t you just come out?” Miles would coo “are yoooou over HERE!” Your body would freeze. But his head never popped from either side of the rock.

A small whine of would leave your throat. A whine of anxiety and panic. You felt like a small animal, being hunted by a big bad wolf. ‘Your big bad wolf’ you’d never felt like prey until you met Miles.

An animalistic growl would gurgle from miles throat his steps louder than before and his breathing more frantic. He sounded hungry. ‘He sounded hungry.’ The thought had you covering your stomach ad closing your legs.

“I can smell you.” Miles would snap as he jumped over the rock and quickly turned to face you. His eyes were crazy, and his pupils were blown out. His mouth was agape and his canines were shining under the moon light. “I gotcha.”

‘Run’ quickly you’d jump from the rock only making it a few hurried steps away before your shoulders were grabbed and you were thrown back against the rock a grunt would leave your throat, the cool and rough surface of the stone causing the breath to hitch in your throat. A warm arm snaking its way around your waist as a firm and solid body would press against yours pressing you back against the rock.

“Looks like I’ve won.” Miles Tone was sinister as he rubbed his cheek against yours as he whispered into your ear. A zing flowing through your body. Slowly he’d pull back to look into your yellow eyes.

“And?” You’d ask your body tingling with his strong warm arm around your waste.

“I want my reward, princess.” Miles would give you a grin as he puckered his lip his free hand going to your cheek. Lightly he’d rub his thumb against your soft blue flesh. Your cheeks were warm and flushed.

“What do you want?” You’d ask. It was a stupid question really. Deep down you already knew the answer to his question.

“You.” Miles would pull you closer to him his body easily dominating yours not only in size but power as well. your warmths mixing with his. “I want you (Y/N).” A zing would flow through your body as you stared into his eyes.

‘He wants me..’ you’d stare into Miles eyes him doing the same his hand still resting on your cheek. ‘I want you to..’ you didn’t have the courage to say those words out loud. Not yet. Miles ears would flick back as he leant his forehead against yours. His cup on your cheek getting more firm. He wanted you. You could tell. Your hand would go to cup the one he had on your cheek The closeness of him had the butterflies in your stomach soaring.

“And don’t say you don’t want me back.. because I can fucking smell you. I can smell you and it’s making me feral princess.”

A low growl would leave Miles throat his breath mixing with yours as your foreheads rested against each other’s. You’d bite your lip as you brought your one of your hands to miles face and the other to one of his biceps giving the muscle a light squeeze. ‘I love his strong arms.’ Your ears would fall back as You’d leant to kiss Miles only to pull back in defeat. Miles would chuckle and shake his head. Quickly he’d move his hand from your cheek and tangle his fingers in your hair. Hastily hed pull your face to his smashing his blue lips onto yours. This kiss was different from the first time. It screamed ‘I want you’ Miles was relentless his lips were relentless, full of passion and technique ‘he’s done this before’ the thought had your ears falling back. But that thought was quickly replaced by Miles spreading your legs with his knee pushing his firm quad against your core. The friction from his pants and the pressure on your bundle of nerves had your mouth fall agape as you stared into his eyes.

A deep chuckle would leave miles your reaction filling him with pride As his ears perked. Miles took the opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth, quickly dominating yours. he was dominating every inch of your body. He was dominant. Everything he did had you feeling fuzzy. Again miles would grind his clothed quad against your clit this time a small moan would leave your throat as you threw your head back braking the kiss. A trail of spit from the two of you breaking as you pulled away. Miles would stare at you his eyes watching everything you did. He was like a hawk. An apex predator. Your hand would shoot to miles shoulders when you felt his breath on your neck your thighs clenching around the one between your leg. The slick from your core had begun to drip onto miles pants a feeling of guilt washing over your. ‘I’m so sensitive’ you thought ‘he’s gonna kill me.’

You’d bite your lip when you felt Miles hot and wet tongue like a stripe up your neck the action causing your whole body to break out in goosebumps.. ‘Jesus.’ The hand miles had in your hair would pull your head back aggressively leaving your neck more exposed. An animalistic growl would leave miles throat as he licked his canines and stared at your neck. Im a flash Miles would latch onto your soft and delicate blue flesh his teeth quickly sinking into your flesh easily breaking the skin. A silent scream would leave your throat as thick blood ran down your neck. Your blood. The feeling of his teeth sinking into your flesh and your blood running down your neck had your thighs clenching and butterflies fluttering. Slowly miles would remove his teeth from your neck and lick the puncture wound he’d just created suckling the blood. His head would dip to your chest slowly licking up the blood that had oozed from the wound. A groan would leave his throat.

“Y- you just bit me..” your voice was small and horse as miles hands went to your waist. Your grip on his shoulder tight and harsh. You were gonna leave bruises for sure.

Miles would chuckle his breath still on your neck. Gently he’d give your neck a small peck before lifting his head do face you.

“Yeah, now everyone will know your mine princess.” Miles would look down on you a grin crossing his beautiful blue features. “I’ve marked you, I’ve marked you cause I want ever god damned creature on this planet to know your mine.” Miles grip on your hair would tighten the thought of you with another man obviously angering him.

Your eyes were glossy, skin hot and body sensitive and on edge. Your breaths were labored and fast. Miles would kiss your forehead and give your hips a tight squeeze. Another animalistic grin crossing his features would have your thighs clenching and toes curling. ‘What’s he thinking?’

“Ride my thigh, you’ve already soaked my pants. Might as well, make it worse since you’re such dirty girl. Can’t even keep her juices from dripping onto me.” Miles would shake his head in a scolding manner.

Your ears would fall back at his words. The degrading nature had your insides clenching around noting and you biting your lip once more. Miles would dig his thigh into your core with much more force a look of annoyance crossing his face as he puckered his lips. His grip on your hips getting tighter.

“Ride. My. Fucking. Thigh. I’ll be nice once, then I won’t.” Miles ears would fall back another sinister grin crossing his face.

‘I’ve never done this.’ Is all you wanted to scream and protest back. But his dominating nature had you submitting far to easily. Slowly you’d buck your hips back and fourth dragging your core and clit against miles quad painfully slow. Miles head would dip down to watch the show his eyes lighting up at the sight of you pleasuring yourself. The feeling was so foreign and pleasurable. It had you catching your lip between your teeth and pulling miles face towards yours.

“Kiss me, please.” You’d beg as you ground your hips faster chasing the knot starting to form in your stomach. ‘I’m to sensitive.’ Your ears had fallen back. And your tail had wrapped around Miles leg.

“Your wish is my command princess.” With that miles would latch his lips back onto yours.

The kiss was soft and hungry, teeth clashed and tongues danced Miles experienced tongue obviously dominating yours. Your hands would wrap around his neck as you chased your high. Soft whimpers would leave your throat each time your clit dragged against his combat pants. The friction sending you into an abyss of pleasure you hadn’t felt heifer. Your mouth would fall open as your breaths got more frantic. Your bucks would become unrhythmic and slow. Miles knew you were close, you were so sensitive and readable. Just like a virgin should be.

“That’s right ride my thigh princess. You’re doing such a good job” miles would coo in your ear as he placed his hands back on your hips.

You’d break the kiss and dig your head in between miles neck and shoulder as the coil in your stomach got tighter. You’d moan his name Just as your coil was about to snap and send you into an abyss of pleasure you’d only ever heard about in stories from your friends and sister. Quickly miles would take his knee from your crotch and chuckle. An annoyed sound would leave your throat as your hands clutched onto miles shoulders. Out of frustration you’d push Miles away and Hiss. ‘Asshole’ He’d barley budge as he grabbed your writs and pinned them to the rock above you.

“You really think I’d let you cum? No, no sweetheart. The first time you cum is gonna be on my cock.” Miles would spit in anger. His fierce eyes would search yours for a quick second. then they’d soften, they’d soften as he gave you a look that said ‘if you’re okay with that.’ And you’d nod.

With that miles would place his lips back onto yours only breaking the kiss to slip his vest and shirt off. Your hands would go to miles chest as you broke the kiss. placing your forehead onto miles chin as you looked at his upper body. ‘He’s so beautiful’

“You’re beautiful..” you’d say barley above a whisper as you stared at the man. Memorized by his body. ‘He had such a slim waist.’

your fingers would trace the lines of his abs and blue stripes of his pattern the coldness of your fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake. Shivers getting sent down his spine. Slowly you’d trail you fingers down further and further trailing his V line until you hit the hem of his pants. The Tent in his pants was visible and it had your mouth watering. A small pur would fill the air as your hands trailed back up miles body a groan leaving his throat as he threw his head back in annoyance his lips Puckering. Harshly his hand would grip your hair yet again as he brought you up to kiss him. His teeth would pull at your bottom lip as he ground his hips against you another groan leaving him as his hands went to pinch your nipples.

“You’re gonna me me feral princess.” Miles would bark as he continued to kiss you slowly taking your body from the rock and lowering you to the floor.

Miles would pull you onto his lap the friction causing you to whimper and buck your hips against his.

“Oh fuck it.” Miles would say to himself as his strong arms flipped you onto your belly your hips in the air. His hands pushing your face into the dirt before he Harshly pulled your hair back with a growl as he leant over you his tongue licking a stripe up your ear the feeling causing them to fall back. Miles would growl. your scalp burning. “Isn’t this the position we were in when we first met princess?” Miles would ask his voice dark and full of lust. “Only the roles are reversed, and now I got the pretty little princess right where I want her.” Your eyes would light up as the memory flashed before your eyes.

“Yeah I got her where I want her.”

Miles hand would slap your ass the harshness and unexpectedness of the action causing you to jump. Your heart would race thinking about Miles words a pleasurable fear pooling between the heat of your thighs causing a slick to drip down the inside of the muscles. Another slap would have a hiss escape your throat. His hands were heavy and rough. 3 more painful slaps to your ass would have your nails digging into the floor and tears filling your eyes as miles pulled your hair back even harder careful not to harm your Queue. You’d bite your lip at 2 more slaps tears finally beginning to fall down the sides of your cheeks.

“Who do you belong to?” Miles voice would boom from above you. Another slap would echo through to forest. You stayed quiet as you grit your teeth. “Answer. Me.” Miles would give you a spank for each word he spoke.

“Yours, I’m yours.” You’d cry the pain and pleasure starting to become too much. “I’m yours.. I’m Miles.” You’d say again like a chant.

This had heat flowing to miles member his pants getting tighter and tighter by the second. Another growl would leave his throat as he pulled your back to him gripping your chin and turning your head in a harsh angle.

“Yeah that’s right, your Daddy’s girl. Your daddy’s girl alright. Your my princess and I’m. your. fucking. King.” Miles words would have the heat between your legs starting to become painful, as you clenched around nothing. “You’re fucking mine, NOT Tsu’tey’s”

“Please..” you’d bed as miles pushed you back to the floor. Miles ears would perk up at your words.

“Please what?” Miles would tease

“Please, tsaheylu…Make the bond- please.” You’d beg from below miles “I need you miles. I need you.” Your words were quiet.

Miles would stay quiet for a moment. Gently he’d grab your Queue along with his and bring the two tips together. You’d take a deep breath just as the bond was made. A moan would leave your throat, you could feel him, all of him, his emotions, his breath, his heartbeat, his passion, his excitement, his strength, all of it. All of it. Again you saw him. You loved him. Miles would place his hand on your back to steady himself his mouth agape and ears back as he closed his eyes the new and exotic feeling pleasuring him. A ‘fuck’ would leave his throat. He’d never felt anything like this before. But he was addicted. He was addicted because all he felt was you. All he wanted was you. Quickly miles would grab you and flip you onto your back. The only sound other then each others breath in sync was the clank of his belt on the floor and the rustling of him getting out of his pants in a hurry.

Miles strong hands would throw your legs over his shoulders the action bring you back to reality and opening your eyes. ‘He’s so tall’ you thought to yourself has he towered over you one of his hands would go to rest by your head on the floor the other would hold his blue member and lead it to your entrance. Slowly he’d drag his blue tip up and down your folds the feeling had your eyes rolling back as one of your hands shot to grab onto his bicep. Again miles eyes would meet yours asking for permission and you’d nod. The kind gesture had your heart folding. with a deep breath miles would slowly push his tip in. A burning pain shooting through your stomach your grip on his bicep Turing to iron. You hadn’t looked at his member before but god you should have because he felt huge. Bug. He felt too big. And as if miles red you mind he’d speak.

“Oh don’t worry princess I’m gonna make it fit. It’s gonna hurt tho, you are a sweet little virgin after all.” The thought had miles pushing himself in faster, rougher, and a little too deeper than he should’ve because he felt the pain, your pain. It shot from his queue to his whole body. And it had him shaking. You’d whine the grip on his bicep getting even tighter.

~~~~~~~~~(Miles POV)~~~~~~~~

‘You were so tight’, that was miles only thought. Until he opened his eyes and saw your face. Then it was ‘god she’s so fucking beautiful’ your brows were furrowed and your lips were pressed into a hard line. And miles felt pitty. He’d bring his hand to your cheek and caress the soft flesh. ‘She was so soft’ slowly miles would watch your eyes open and meet with his. And god he always saw stars when you looked at him like that.

“That’s it princess, you’re doin so good for daddy.” My words weren’t forced, they were so natural with her, but then my ears would perk up as she clenched around me at my words. ‘Oooh ho ho, my baby likes that.’ Was all I could think as I slowly inched into her a grin crossing my face as i stared into her beautiful eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~(End of Miles POV)~~~~~~~~~~

Miles words had you clenching around him as he sunk deeper and deeper into you. The bond made you feel his pleasure and god was it strong. Strong enough to cover up your pain. The pain of your velvety walls stretching more than they ever had. The pain of getting deflowered. His hand on your cheek comforted you as you looked into his eyes. ‘Beautiful eyes.’ Eyes full of passion, love and want. Still miles would inch into you slowly and painfully. It had you bringing a hand to your face to cover up the wince you made. Miles would tsk. He didn’t like that. With a tilt of his head he’d speak.

“Oh no princess, remove that hand. I want to see your pretty little face don’t be shy.” Miles would speak his teeth gritting at how much you were squeezing him.

After what felt like forever for the both of you he’d finally bottom out with a harsh thrust a groan leaving his throat. Miles would lift his hand from the ground to cup your other cheek as he waited for you to adjust. He’d lean down to rest his forehead onto yours while he waited giving your nose a soft peck.

“Go.”

Was all you had to say for miles to drag his member almost completely out of you only to go balls deep in one harsh and quick thrust. The feeling had the air getting knocked out or your lungs and your core clenching and gripping onto miles member as your ears fell back in pleasure. Over and over miles would do the same thing his tail whipping in the air as your ears fell back in ecstasy. Miles would growl and lift himself up placing a hand onto your chest to steady himself. His thrusts were relentless. And god he felt so good. The pleasure he was experiencing was doubled because of the bond. And it had his head would fall back as a groan left his throat.

“Fuck you feel so good princess. This feels so good. Ain’t ever felt anything like it. You’re doing so well, taking your daddy’s cock so well.” Miles words would take a moan from your throat as you grabbed the hand that was rested on your chest.

‘He was hitting so deep’ you thought to yourself, ‘so, so, so, deep.’ He felt so good inside you, like he fit you perfectly, like he was made for you. Like you were made for each other. You were made for each other. The pleasure you were feeling was addicting, not only casue it was yours but casue it was his too. ‘You’d bonded. You’re bonded. You were now his and he was now yours.’ The thought had you moaning miles name out loud and clench around him. Miles stared at you his pace never faltering and thrusts only getting stronger. Then miles hit that spot, that gummy pleasure crazy inducing spot inside of you. And it had you moan his name again. And he knew, he knew by the noise you made, face you made and the way you clenched around him. And he took this opportunity to heart.

“Is that the spot? Yeah? That’s the spot that’s gonna have you screaming my name huh princess?” Miles would coo as he slowed his pace his thrusts still as strong the long and slow drag of his cock against your G-spot had you seeing starts.

Your coil was tightening, and Miles could feel it by the way you spasmed around his cock keeping his slow pace. He’d look down to where the two of you met at the sight had him wanting to chase his own release. Your cream on his cock made him feral. Your blood on his cock made him fearl, knowing he was the man to claim you and mark you as his made him turn into a monster. And speed his thrusts.

“Yeah you’re fucking mine princess, you’re mine. And anytime another man looks at you he’s gonna know it, he’s gonna smell it, oh he’s gonna fucking smell it. And he’s gonna know I’m the one that fucking took your virginity, You’re ruined princess, no man will ever make you feel this fucking good. No man…” miles hand would go to your throat as he picked up a brutal pace and positioned in and out of you. His hand would go to rub your clit roughly the feeling causing your eyes to roll back and walls to clench and spasm . “..So I’m gonna ask you again, I’m gonna ask you one. More. time….” Miles hips would meet your at each word “… who owns you.?”

A moan would leave your throat as the coil inside you tightened and threatened to snap. You’d grab the wrist of the hand miles that was torturing your clit and moan his name.

“You do…you own me.” You’d cry out at the burning pleasure building up inside of you.

“Say it. Say my name while you cum.” Miles would demand as he rocked into your velvety walls.

And like a slave you’d yell his name the cord snapping inside of you causing white to cloud your visions and your body to go numb. Your orgasm hitting you like a wave and crashing down to bring you pure ecstasy. Your cunt would squeeze miles cock like a snake would it’s pray and spasm around him. Miles would fuck you through your high as he pulled your legs from his shoulder and placed them by his waist. Quickly you’d wrap your legs around him trapping him in. Keeping him close. Miles would fall down onto you and cup the side of your had with both hands as he pulled your face to his in a passionate kiss. Your high dying down as miles chased his own high animalistic growl and beautiful groans leaving his throat as his thrusts got sloppier and less rhythmic. A ‘fuck’ would leave miles throat as he quickly pulled out of you leaving you feeling empty as his cum shot onto your belly as he moaned your nam his release finally hitting. He sounds so beautiful.’ Both of you would moan. The feelings both of you were feeling through your Queue’s becoming too much.

Miles would grab you his queue and gently pull it from yours giving yours a light kiss before setting it into your hands. A whine would leave you and Miles lips at the loss of the bond. ‘I want to feel him.’ You’d cry internally from the loss as you pushed yourself up with your forearms a painful ache starting to form Between your legs along with the one on your rear end. A hiss of pain would leave your throat as you shifted your weight trying to find a less painful option. You eyes would meet miles and you’d smile.

“Oel ngati kameie.” Miles eyes would light up

“Oel ngati kameie princess..”

Agin Miles would smile to himself as he watched you before shifting his body around yours only to pull your back to his chest and pet your head in a comforting manner. A sigh of relief would leave the both of you, the safety and comfort you felt from each other going unmatched to anything either of you had experienced. ‘He’s my home.’ Your 4 fingered hands would go to find his 5 fingered ones resting on your belly. Once found you’d interlock your fingers with his and smile.

“You did so good for me princess.” Miles would say his voice warmer and softer than ever. The vibrations from his chest to your back would put you at ease as his hand pet your head and he planted soft kisses to your hair.

You’d smile at his words the ache between your legs giving you a strange feeling of comfort and pride. ‘He’s mine, the monster is mine…’ your grip on his fingers would tighten as your tail wrapped around his ankle. The post sex tiredness would slowly set in your breaths getting slower and slower, quieter and quieter as you began to doze off. But you had one last thing to say before you let your tiredness get the best of you.

“We’re mated for life.. I’m with you now miles.”

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As you woke up your hands would shoot up going to rub your tired eyes. As your hands left your eyes you’d expected to be met with the bright sun, only you weren’t. It was still dark out. The forest illuminated by the plants and iridescence of the ferns. Then a giant sigh next to your ear would catch you off gaurd and cause your head to jump around to see the body behind you. ‘Miles.. my miles.’ You’d smile at the sight of him. You’d never seen him sleep before. ‘He looked so cute.’ You thought to yourself as you brang your your hand to his cheek. ‘So much more peaceful than usual.’ Youd giggle at the thought. But then something snapped in the forest.

Quickly your head would snap around and your ears would fall back a hiss leaving your throat. Only to find You were met with a viperwolf. Your head would turn. ‘They’re never alone.’ You thought as you stared into the eyes of the small dog. Then Something inside you told you to follow the small dog, and the look in its eyes said the same thing. You’d look back to miles. He was sound asleep. He wasn’t going to be up for hours. ‘I’ll be back to wake him.’ You thought as you leant down to kiss his cheek. Then you’d look back to the wolf. Slowly and quietly you’d remove the strong blue arm from around your waist and set it onto the floor. You’d wince and grab your crotch the pain from getting defloured finally set in. You were sore. So very sore. And your arse that felt 10x worse. You’d take A deep and determined breath and look back at miles one last time. Then back you’d look to the viper wolf. ‘Ewya is calling’

“Lead the way.”

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After what had felt like a long couple miles you’d finally realize where the viper wolf was taking you.

“Mother tree? The tree of souls?” You’d ask as you looked back down at the small black creature. It would stop in its tracks look back at you and nod.

You’d keep quiet after that. ‘What does Ewya have to show me?’ Your heart would begin to race at the thought. Fear and panic crashing into you like a chooper crashing on the forest floor. Once you’d finally reached the tree your legs would shake. You’d look back down at the viper wolf.

“Thank you.”

With that the viper wolf would hiss and walk off leaving you to Mother tree. ‘Oh great mother what do you have for me..’ your heart would race with each step you took getting closer and closer to your beloved and sacred tree. It’s glow more beautiful and powerful than anything on pandora. ‘Not as beautiful as Miles eyes’ the trek had taken longer than you expected and the morning sun was starting to rise. Finally you had reached the grand tree you’d take a shaky breath and grab a couple of (vines?) closing your eyes as you grabbed your queue and brang the two together to make the bond.

Your ears would fall back. Screams, you heard scream and cries. You saw fire. Lots and lots of fire. There was gun shots and then there was the sound of an animal being shot. A screech of pain. Then the words ‘toruk makto’ and ‘where is he’ fallowed by cries. Cried of pain, loss and sadness. But it wasn’t just any voice. It was miles voice. Images of him and crying children would blur past your eyes. Blood. Water. And pain, you feel pain and fear. The pain and fear of the ones miles had hurt. Then the vision would end and you’d pull back hastily breaking the bond almost tripping as you took frantic steps backwards. Your hand would go to cover your mouth as a pained noise left your throat as you pieces the puzzle together. ‘He was looking for Jake… and hurting people in his way.’ Your ears would fall back as you fell to your knees and hugged your stomach. ‘He didn’t… he couldn’t..’

“I thought this madness was over great mother!” You’d cry out as tears poured down your cheek. “I thought I’d tamed the beast.” ‘That was such a stupid thought’ you’d continue to cry your fist pounding into the floor.

A screech would be heard from above you, it was Pepe’s screech. The wind from his mighty wings would blow onto your back as he landed next to you. Another small screech would leave your purple ikrans throat as he lowered his head and nudged it against your back in a comforting manner. Another pained noise would leave your throat as you grabbed onto your stomach for comfort.

“(Y/N) (Y/N) WHERE ARE YOU??” An unwanted and familiar voice that you loved would call from a close distance.

Miles voice would have your head shooting up to see the tall blue alien, ‘my mate.’ Running towards you. Quickly you’d stand and throw your hand in the said in a ‘stop’ position tears still falling down your cheeks.

“STOP, do not come any closer!” You’d yell your teeth baring as tears covered your cheeks. “Ewya has show me..” a sob would break your sentence in half as you brought a free hand to cover your mouth.

Miles would halt and put his hands up in a defensive manner.

“N-now just wait a minute princess, I’m confused her-“

You’d hush miles by signing for him to shut up with your hands.

“No, NO! I TRUSTED you! I trusted YOU!” your voice would crack as you brought your queue’s to Pepe’s a hiss leaving his throat at the bond. And and feeling of your pain and sadness “I trusted you..” another pained sound would leave your throat as you jumped onto Pepe’s back.

Your action had miles darting towards you. A look of panic crossing his face his eyes going glossy. His skin immediately turning pale as his ears fell back. He’d reach for you as he ran towards you and pepe. You’d lift your hand causing pepe to lift himself off the floor.

“(Y/N) WAIT! Don’t go! Don’t go! Please don’t go!” Miles would scream as sprinted towards you. His voice strained, he sounded confused, heartbroken and if he was about to cry. Miles would trip and slide against the floor a hiss leaving his throat. His head quickly shooting up to meet your eyes. Both of your eyes filled with sadness and pain. And fear. The fear of losing each other.

Tears would fill your eyes again. You did not what to say the words you were about to say. But you had to. You had to. Because if he did love you, they’d change him. They had to. With another pained sob you’d grab you chest as if your heart had just been stabbed.

“You.. are a monster Miles Quaritch.”

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Authors note: *gasp* oh my gosh. 😱

P.s. as always comments are appreciated <3 this chapter made me cry. ALSO! IF YOU ASKED TO BE TAGGED BUT DIDN’T GET TAGGED ITS CAUSE THE TAG DIDN’T WORK!

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velvettequila · 1 year

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Who I’ll write for 🫶🏻

Avatar

Z dog

Miles Quaritch

Alexander

Prager

Walker

Zhang

Mansk

Fike

Warren

Brown

Lopez

Poly deja blue

Jake sully

Neytiri

Norm spellman

The walking dead 🧟‍♂️

Daryl Dixon

Rick grimes

Michonne

Glenn

Maggie

Negan

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ronwestbreeze · 1 year

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TO YOU , WORLDS AWAY : PART ONE : CHAPTER EIGHT

pairing: jake sully x human!fem!reader

summary: in which the rda strikes

warnings: probably angst.

word count: 3.4k

author’s note: welp…

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It was almost embarrassing. Being forcefully dragged back to Hell’s Gate, pride stomped on, and to be questioned by none other than Quaritch and Parker. To say you were absolutely livid was an understatement. The last place you wanted to be was here while the Omatikaya’s home was currently about to be attacked.

After being uncuffed—though still heavily guarded and slightly manhandled—you, Grace, and Jake were forced to watch Jake in avatar form destroying a camera on one of the bulldozers. You did your best to not look smug, to not rub it in his face—and you really wanted to—because in the end it wouldn’t help much with your current situation. So, as usual, you elected to be quiet as Quaritch paced in front of the four of you, eyeing you with narrowed eyes.

Quaritch then let his gaze settle on Jake as he knelt down, “So, what, you find yourself some local tail and you just completely forget what team you’re playing for?” He glanced up at you, “She got in your head, huh?”

Grace turned to Parker who was standing on the side, “Parker, there’s still time to salvage the situation! We can—”

“Why don’t you shut your mouth!” Quaritch snapped, standing straighter to block her from getting any closer to Parker.

Grace didn’t miss a beat, “Or what, Ranger Rick? You gonna shoot me?”

“I could do that—”

“Parker.” You interrupted before the two could continue going at each other. “You really want a whole shoot out or are you gonna control him?”

Parker sighed and stepped forward, “Yeah, can we just take this down a couple of notches, please?”

“You want to keep your people alive?” Jake finally spoke, looking directly at Quaritch. He nodded toward Grace, “You start by listening to her.”

Despite your faith in Grace you also knew both Parker and Quaritch, the latter especially. You knew that no matter what she said, they will still find a way to get what they want. Which is money and to take over Pandora.

No matter what Grace said, they wouldn’t change. Because that’s the Sky People. The reason they came was for this reason, money and a place to relocate because Earth was dying. Your mother had been one of scientists that studied life on Pandora and the Earth on its last legs. Even she understood that Earth was dying because of the humans living on it and that it had been dying for years and now it was just catching up to them. They had been warned for years and it had gone ignored.

Now they’ve decided that relocating to a whole different planet, taking it over, and making it their new home was the answer.

If that wasn’t history repeating itself…

A video of Jake, must’ve been one of his video logs, came on the screen and Quaritch turned the screen toward them as it played.

“They’re not gonna give up their home. They’re not gonna make a deal. For what? A lite beer and blue jeans? There’s nothing that we have that they want. Everything they sent me out here to do is a waste of time. They’re never gonna leave Hometree.”

The video stopped. Jake was looking at the floor, Grace placed a hand on his shoulder, and you glared at Quaritch.

“So, since a deal can't be made, I guess things get real simple.” Quaritch smirked down at Jake. “Thanks, Sully. I’m getting all emotional. I might just give you a bit wet kiss.”

“You’re such an asshole.” You scowled.

Quaritch, unconcerned, turned to you with feigned curiosity, “And you. Your father would be disappointed in you, kid. Turning your back on your own kind—”

“Fuck you!” Grace placed her other hand on your shoulder, giving you a side look that told you to calm down. And you returned a look right back at her, saying “I told you so” before going back to being quiet.

Parker looked toward the soldiers that guarded the three of you, “Find them a seat somewhere.”

Just when the soldiers were beginning to lead Grace and Jake away, you began to follow only for Quaritch to add, “Actually. I want you to take Dr. L/N to a secure room.”

“What?!” Grace snapped, eyes widening.

“You can’t be serious!” Jake immediately began turning his chair around only to be stopped by a soldier’s foot.

“—She’s one I would suggest to keep an extra eye on as she is a danger to others and herself. I think it would be best to keep her locked away for now.” Quaritch told Parker without so much as glancing in yours or the others’ direction.

“Are you shitting me, Quaritch?!” You hissed as two soldiers grabbed you by the arms. One of them snapping another one of those red cuffs around your wrists. You tried fighting them off but they held a steady grip on you.

Grace tried walking forward, only to be blocked by another soldier. “Parker, you can’t seriously let him do this!”

Parker glanced from you to Grace and then to Quaritch, “She’s our best engineer, Colonel.”

Quaritch nodded, placing his hands on his belt, “Sure. But you’re always free to access her when you need an engineer’s input. Otherwise I like to keep her safe from all of this, Mr. Selfridge—”

“Damn you, Quaritch!” Grace snapped.

You glanced toward Jake and if looks could kill, the Colonel would be dead instantly with the way Jake glared at him. You’ve never seen him so fierce, so angry before. It made everything more real. And the more real things became, the more frightened and angry you became.

But Quaritch continued as if Grace hadn’t even said anything, “After all, sir, not to be too sentimental here, but I do consider her a daughter and I rather not have her in harm’s way.”

The fear was gone in seconds.

“Fuck. You!” You would’ve lunged at him if not for the strong hands keeping you held back. “Fuck you! Fuck you, Quaritch!”

Parker sighed, already tired of this, “Fine, fine, whatever. Put her somewhere please before I get a headache.”

Grace and Jake were in an immediate uproar but could do very little as they were also dragged away before they could do anything to protest it any further. You couldn’t see them anymore when you were led out of the Operations Center and down a hallway. You did your very best to fight their grip, flying out different curses toward them at every second as you were led to the second floor and into a bare room with a single table and chair.

The two soldiers led you toward the chair but you kicked it down before they could even force you down into it.

“Enough fighting you fucking brat!” The one gripping your arm tightly snapped at you.

You spat in his face in response.

The soldier that had picked up the chair spoke before his partner could do anything to you, “Careful, this is Colonel’s girl. Our orders don’t include hitting her just because she talks back, Mathews.”

Mathews grunted in reply and forced you down in the chair, connecting the red strap around your wrists to the hook in the table.

“I’d calm down if I were you.” The other soldier said as Mathews marched out of the room. “Or you’d make things worse for yourself.”

“Says the asshat working for a madman.” You sneered, tugging at the red strap.

That was when Quaritch entered the room. Your anger flared but you didn’t curse him out like you did in the Operations Center. Instead you took to glaring.

“Silent treatment now? Could’ve sworn you were talkative just a few seconds ago.” Quaritch chuckled, crossing his arms. You remained silent and continued glaring. “Believe it or not, Doc, I actually do care. Like I said before, I would hate for you to be in this war, especially on the wrong side…” He then frowned down at you, having the audacity to look disappointed. “But it seems you’ve already chosen your side, huh? Can’t say I’m not hurt.”

He was trying to get a rise out of you. You had to remember Grace’s words, you had to compose yourself, or else you’d lose it right then and there. All this anger made you lose all common sense entirely, and suddenly you were kind of glad your hands were cuffed to the table. Or else you would’ve done something insanely stupid, and right now you couldn’t afford insanity or stupidity.

So once more, you stayed silent but never wavered your gaze from his. You wanted him to know that you didn’t regret it one bit. That you wouldn’t hesitate to do it all over again. That you were never and would never be on his side.

Quaritch, after studying for a moment longer, finally uncrossed his arms and turned to leave. “You’ve made your choice, Doc. Now you’ll live with the consequences.”

You did make a choice. But those consequences had yet to come.

Just before he had the door closed, you spoke. “My dad wouldn’t be disappointed in me.” Quaritch stopped but kept his back to you. “And if you really were his friend, if you really did know him, you wouldn’t have me fucking cuffed to this table.”

He stood with his back facing you for a moment before he turned his head to say, “I did know your father. And he wouldn’t want you in this war, kiddo.”

And with that, the door closed. Leaving you in silence and isolation.

Time was hard to tell in here. All you had to rely on was sound coming from outside of the room. And from outside of the door you could hear footsteps walking by every now and then. But other than that, you were left with nothing but silence.

The fear was beginning to set in once the anger had exhausted you.

A few minutes had passed until you heard muffled voices on the other side of the door. You strained your ears to figure out what was being said but you could only hear a different mix of voices and they sounded like they were arguing.

You leaned forward in your chair when you heard the door unlock. Seconds later it opened and in came both Grace and Jake.

“What’s going on out there? What happened?” Was the first thing that came out of your mouth when they quickly entered the room. “How long has it been? Did Parker and Quaritch—”

“Y/N, we don’t have much time.” Grace glanced back at the door. Once it closed she continued, “Quaritch is going to hit the Hometree no matter what.”

Your heart dropped, “Grace—”

“Parker’s giving us time to go in and convince them to leave.” Jake added, drawing your gaze toward him as he rolled up next to your chair. “I have to tell them the truth, it’s the only way we can get them to listen.”

You shook your head. Your hands twitched to reach out to him but you remember your hands were currently tied. “They’re not going to leave—”

“We can try—”

“No, Jake, they’re not going to leave!” You whisper to him, desperately. “This is only going to lead to war, okay? And the Omatikaya? They don’t even have the force to fight back fairly, the RDA is going to wipe them out—this is what Quaritch fucking wanted!”

You turned to Grace, giving her a meaningful look. Grace shook her head. Now you were becoming impatient. “Grace, you know they’re not going to stop. You said do your way and look where that put us. I can—”

“No, kid.” Grace frowned at you. “We are not there yet. We won’t go there. There’s still more time.”

Jake furrowed his brows, “What are you talking about?” He then looked at you. “Y/N?”

You didn’t want to tell him. Funny how the tables switched between the two of you. Now you were the one hiding something from Jake. Only, you were able to listen and understand what Jake told you about Quaritch and his mission. You weren’t so sure he would like the idea of you hiding bombs and wanting to use them. Pretty sure he’d do everything to stop you just like Grace was.

That was the last thing you needed right now.

“How long do you have?” You finally asked, not looking at either of them. “To convince them?”

“An hour.” Grace crossed her arms. “We should probably go now.”

“Will they even let me come?” You tried asking.

Jake frowned and shook his head, “We tried to tell Parker you’d be able to help since the people knew you as well…”

“He wouldn’t compromise beyond that.” Grace scowled. She glanced toward the door and sighed. “We gotta go, Jake. Tinkers, sit tight, alright? We’ll find a way to get you out of here.”

You nodded and watched as Grace opened the door. Jake’s hand landed on yours, pulling your attention toward him. “We’ll figure this out, okay? I promise. Hey,” Suddenly his hand cupped your face. You hadn’t realized you’d been crying until he wiped the tears away, “I’m not gonna let him harm them, I won’t.”

Really, you didn’t know why you were crying. Whether it was for the Omatikaya, for both Jake and Grace, or for the decision that’s been weighing on you ever since Jake had revealed to you what Quaritch had asked him to do.

At this point, you didn’t try to find a reason for the tears. You just let them fall.

You didn’t really remember what you said to him or if you even responded. All you did remember was Jake pressing a kiss against your forehead before leaving with Grace. Seconds later the door was closed and you were left alone again.

This time instead of cursing at the walls you hid your sobs into your arms, allowing the silence to swallow you whole once more.

No one else had come to see you. Somehow it felt like hours had passed by since you last saw Grace and Jake. You wondered meekly whether they succeeded and convinced the Omatikaya to retreat Hometree. You wondered, if allowing yourself this naïve hope would make you feel better as you sat here, useless.

It did not.

And for another moment, you found yourself wondering what your parents would’ve thought of this. Their own daughter, being illegally detained for standing up for a race of aliens, betraying your race as Quaritch would say. Would they have been on his side in the end? Would they have turned against you too?

They had both died when you were still quite young, still had barely any time to truly get to know them. What would they think of you now? Your mother’s brains and skills. Your father’s ambition and unyielding determination.

You wondered. And wondered. And wondered. And wondered.

A sudden thud from outside startled you out of your dazed thoughts. For a second, you were sure you imagined it until the lock clicked and the door opened.

The last person you expected to be there was Dr. Patel.

“Max?” You gapped but he pressed a finger to his lips.

“No time! Trudy already freed Dr. Augustine, Jake, and Norm and their heading to the runway. You need to go now!”

Max cut the red strap off your wrists. You immediately stood as he rushed toward the doorway. “Wait what happened? What do you mean you freed them?”

You followed Max out of the room, finding no guards outside of the room, and started rushing down the hallway. Better to ask questions while you are moving instead of standing there and wasting time. If you were given the chance to escape, no matter the suddenness, you were going to take it, questions later.

He poked his head down a hallway to check if it was clear before continuing, “They were arrested for treason a few hours ago. We’re getting you guys out of here now before anyone finds out.”

Just as you turned a corner, you nearly collided with a soldier.

“Shit!” Max hissed.

The soldier stopped the same as you and Max. After checking to see if there were any more soldiers walking around, you took the chance and elbowed the man as hard as you could, kneed his stomach, and threw his head against the wall multiple times before his body went limp in your arms. You grabbed his gun before his body fell to the floor.

Max furrowed his brows as you continued running down the halls. “You know how to use that?”

You rolled your eyes, “I was raised around military men and a paranoid mother. What do you think?”

“Sorry, I just never seen you with a gun before.”

You smirked a little, “You’d be the first.”

After a few more turns through different halls and taking one elevator, you eventually made it toward the door leading out to the airstrip. You opened the case and grabbed a mask, placing it on as Max backed away toward the way you had just come.

“Where are you going?” You questioned, furrowing your brows at him once you got the mask on.

“Jake says he needs someone on the inside, so I’m gonna be here.” Max pointed at the door. “Your job is to get the hell out of here. Now go!”

You didn’t have to be told twice. You pulled open the door, made sure your mask was on tight, and dashed outside.

Night had come, so it was a bit difficult to figure out just which ship you should be looking for.

That was until you heard someone call out your name. You searched the airstrip, ducking behind a crate before you spotted Norm and Grace were a few jogs away, leaning out of an active helicopter, waving toward you.

“Over here!”

You started running again. And that was when the bullets started. You glanced behind you to find further up on a balcony, Quaritch was shooting at the ship. You took your own gun and aimed at him a few times, making his aim sway a bit when he dodged your shots. That gave you enough time to speed up.

The ship was lifting in the air, Norm reached out for you as you got closer. You ducked her head when the bullets came flying again and then jumped up to grab onto Norm’s hand. He caught your hand.

“I got her! Let’s go!” Norm shouted as he pulled you up.

By the time Norm got you up, the ship was high up in the air and out of reach of Quaritch’s bullets. You crawled toward one of the seats and got in.

“Were you shooting a gun?!” Norm asked after you buckled yourself into one of the seats. He was looking at you and the gun in your hand. “Since when could you shoot guns?”

“Since always?” You rolled your eyes.

Once the ship got further away from Hell’s Gate, Jake and Norm whooped out in victory. Jake turned to you with relief on his features, his smile growing. And for that moment, you allowed yourself to return his smile.

And foolishly with your happiness, you searched for Grace’s matching smile. Only you froze when you saw her across from you. Blood stained her hand.

“G-Grace?”

Seeing how your smile instantly dropped, how your eyes widened, Jake looked toward Grace.

“Aah, damn it.” She sighed, wincing. “This is gonna ruin my whole day.”

You unbuckled your seat belt and rushed toward her. “Y/N! Shit!” Jake’s voice barely registered to your ears as you managed to take the seat next to Grace. You moved her shirt aside to find more blood on the side of her waist.

“No, no, no, no.” You trembled, pressing your own hand against the wound. “Jake! Jake, she’s been hit!”

You felt an extra weight come over as another hand pressed against yours and another grip your elbow. “Get a trauma kit!” Jake shouted to Norm.

“J-Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake—” You stuttered. This was a bad hit. And she was bleeding too much. “S-She can’t—she—”

“I know, I know.” He squeezed your arm, his voice remaining confident while you were practically falling apart. “I know.”

Grace grunted, “Damn, that bastard.” She held onto your wrist with her other hand as she continued wincing.

“You’ll be okay.” You tell her Na’vi. “Everything will be okay.”

Grace chuckled softly, “Ah, Tinkers.”

It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay.

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imliketheiceifreeze · 1 year

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Human Miles Quaritch x reader

Good girl-part 1

warnings: smut, swearing, minors DNI

4,491 words

PART TWO

background info:

you are a 25 year old botanist, closely shadowing Grace Augustine when you are forced to spend time with the very man you and your whole department despise in order to be granted access to a mission on Pandora; can you come to an arrangement that would suit you both?

You were deep in thought as you worked side by side with the great Grace Augustine, in her element as she sampled plants, her findings surprising even herself. It seemed the connection between Pandoran flora and the planet itself was much more intertwined than you ever would've believed.

"Can you believe it, ranger rick is requiring you to go through his bootcamp before you're allowed on the next mission, he'll delay the whole project, and with my best scientist too,"

Grace huffed as she paced back and forth in the lab, retrieving varying pieces of equipment and samples in a panicked flurry.

"What?"

You hissed lowly.

"Yeah you better believe it, I want you to kick that asshole in the balls if you get the chance,"

she growled, exasperated with the head of security's constant meddling in the science department, a place he didn't and would never understand.

"But why, why me?"

You whined, almost dropping your pipette at the thought of the horrors that man would put you through to ensure you were 'mission ready.'

"You're the only scientist that's not been out in Pandora yet, apparently it's part of a new safety regime, personally I think he's just doing it to get under my skin,"

she continued, finally ceasing her bustling around the room in a panic, settling one hand on her hip as she pondered all the possible solutions.

"I'd say.."

You mused in turn, the room falling silent as you both thought.

"Well I guess I'd better buck up and kick his ass,"

She laughed at the though, oh you were going to beat that man if it cost you your life

"Haha, and do it in the next week if that's alright,"

Grace chuckled a long, obviously amused at the thought of finally putting such an arrogant man in his place.

"Oh you bet I will."

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You were informed that you would be attending daily strengthening and sparring sessions with the Colonel, in order for him to assess your abilities, your first session starting that very evening.

"God, I really don't want to do this, it's bullshit,"

you moaned aloud, head in hands as you addressed the table full of colleagues, all sympathising with your predicament. You hated the smug man, always wearing those stupid tank tops to show off his-admittedly muscular- arms, smirking at everyone like he was better than them.

"You never know, maybe you'll enjoy it,"

someone wiggled their eyebrows making you gag dramatically, pushing them playfully.

"If I ever enjoy that man, I want you to shoot me in the face,"

you deadpanned, making the table erupt into laughter once more, you, however, did not laugh, being deadly serious, and instead decided to distract yourself by shovelling food into your mouth as if you might be at risk of starving. That was until you felt a large hand gripping your shoulder, turning your head to find its owner, your eyes were met with a cold stare belonging to Colonel Quaritch.

"Y/N,"

he grinned, squeezing your flesh whilst his eyes tracked your movements like a predator watching its prey.

"Colonel,"

you seethed, ripping your shoulder from his grasp as if his touch burned, eyes still locked onto his, waiting for him to reveal his reasons for interrupting you important meal. He simply tapped his watch as he eyed you.

"I believe our first session is upon us,"

he spoke slowly, that same smug smile painted across his face, the one you knew he wore only to cover up his aggression.

"I need to change,"

you spoke dumbfounded, as if it were his fault and not your own poor timekeeping skills.

"Well you better hurry up, I expect you at the gym in 15, don't make me wait,"

he scolded, waltzing off like a peacock as your eyes dragged up from his heavy boots to the back of his head, hoping to burn holes in it.

"For fucks sake,"

you mumbled, pretending to bash your head in on the table before swinging your legs out from the bench and half jogging out of the hall, ignoring Grace's yell to 'not have too much fun', causing a scowl to pinch at your eyebrows, yet you had no time for a witty comeback. For as confident as you were talking shit about the Colonel to Grace and her colleagues, when faced with his looming presence, you couldn't deny the fear that prickled down the back of your spine, especially when he looked at you like he was about to eat you.

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"Well well well, any later and I would've made you drop and give me 100."

He teased as you sprinted in, bent over and panting before the session had even begun. You said nothing at this comment though, suddenly feeling a little shy being in such an enclosed space with the intimidating man.

"You do any sports Y/N?"

He questioned, his tone now serious as he cocked his hip, one hand resting on his belt buckle.

"I dance a little."

you answered, causing a flash of surprise to cross his features as he clapped his hands together.

"Great, good to know you're not completely sedentary like the other science pukes,"

he laughed making your nose wrinkle in anger.

"Now first is fitness, so I want you to run laps around this room until I tell you to stop,"

he instructed, nodding his head at you expectantly as you groaned in annoyance, starting up another jog and beginning to fulfil his wishes, albeit reluctantly.

The man was gruelling, having you shaking after only the 'warmup' was complete, now looking up at him incredulously from your hands and knees after he'd forced you to show him another 20 press-ups.

"Gotta say, I'm impressed, most the other tree huggers would've tapped out by now,"

he grinned causing you to rise up shakily with your fists clenched at your sides.

"Yeah, well I'm not a quitter,"

you spat, holding his intense gaze, your words only seeming to amuse him further.

"Hm I can see that,"

he nodded with an unreadable expression.

"Go and get a drink, when you come back we'll start with some basic self defence,"

he grunted, watching you jog over to your water, taking greedy gulps from the bottle, the sweet relief from the burning in your throat making you moan in delight, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling. Once you'd moved the bottle from your lips, your eyes shot to the side, suddenly aware of the Colonel's intense gaze, making you feel exposed as you wiped the water dripping from your chin hastily so as not to make a mess. He coughed to ease the silence before speaking again, more softly than usual,

"You ready?"

You nodded, walking swiftly over to his side, ready to receive instruction.

"Your daddy ever teach you how to punch?"

He asked condescendingly, making your eyes narrow, your body acting before your brain could comprehend, throwing an admittedly feeble, hit to his jaw that he blocked with ease, a deep laugh ripping from his throat as he did.

"I'll take that as a no,"

he jibed, doing nothing to dissipate your anger.

"Come on stand properly,"

he tutted in annoyance, using one leg to kick apart your own before moving your arms up to your face.

"Keep these here to block,"

he grunted, placing one hand on your hip, causing your breath to hitch at his closeness.

"When you punch with this arm, twist from here to give you power,"

he manoeuvred one of your arms with calloused hands to show what he meant, his grip surprisingly gentle on your waist, causing your body temperature to rise exponentially. You'd never really had the chance to look at him up close until now but he wasn't bad to look at, you wondered if he had a wife or girlfriend back home. Then it hit you, what you were feeling for a man you'd always claimed you hated, yet in that moment all you wanted was for him to bend you over on that gym floor and take you for all you were worth.

"You got that darlin'?"

He stifled a laugh at your obvious staring, you looked like a deer in headlights as a crimson blush crawled its way up from your neck to your cheeks.

"Yes sir,"

you breathed, voice barely above a whisper, his presence starting to affect you much more than you'd hoped. He stood back, letting go of you, much to your dismay, as he raised both palms, flat, either side of his face.

"Come at me then."

You sat back in a lunge, placing your feet like he said before and twisting your body to land one punch to his left palm.

"You call that a hit, go again,"

he growled, causing you to come back harder.

"Better, again."

His lesson continued on much the same, with him ordering you to punch quicker, hold yourself stronger, all while he didn't seem to be breaking a sweat, those blue eyes following your every move.

"Sir, how is punching your hand gonna help me survive Pandora?"

You whined, tired out after half an hour of relentless jabs.

"You questioning my teachings doll? what do you suggest then huh?"

You rolled your eyes at his condescending attitude, ceasing your assault on his reddened hands as you sat back in your hip to think.

"I want to spar,"

you concluded suddenly, causing a choking laugh to rip from the man above you, his chest heaving with the force of his amusement.

"You, want to spar with me?"

He accentuated the words by pressing a finger into your sternum before pointing back to himself, a look of disbelief settled into his features as he waited for a response.

"That's what I said isn't it? Or are you scared?"

You teased, catching your lip between your teeth as a devious smile crossed your lips.

"Oh that's how you wanna play, alright then lil darlin', do your worst,"

he stepped back to allow you room to attack as he positioned himself, eyes tracking your body movements like a fox. You wanted him to attack first to give you the upper hand but you could see he wasn't going to give you the satisfaction. So you did what you knew you could, lunging towards him you threw a fist to his jaw, but like the last time he caught your wrist, using it to lock your arm behind you and pulling you into his chest.

"I thought I already taught you how to punch,"

he mused, pulling your arm tighter, causing you to moan in pain as you struggled against him.

"Obviously not well enough,"

you seethed, lifting a leg behind you to crash a foot into his crown jewels, as per Grace's request.

"Ah you little shit,"

he grunted, falling to his knees with the pain, dragging you down with him as he pushed you onto your elbows and knees, his own body caging you to the mat as he breathed heavily against your ear.

"Looks like you're mine,"

his husky voice graced your ears making a poorly suppressed shiver wrack your body, able to feel his body heat so well through your back, it was driving you crazy. Instead of squirming out of his hold you dropped limp against the mat in submission, turning your head to the side to meet his eyes.

"you're heavy,"

you moaned in aggravation, wondering why he still had you pinned to the floor. At your words he removed himself swiftly, sitting back on his knees with a groan, but before he could rise to standing, you had spun into a crouching position, launching yourself at the Colonel to throw him off balance, falling back onto his ass with a grunt. You bounced into a straddling position before sliding your hips to lean against his chest, pinning all your weight into one arm pressed against his neck as you shuffled around to keep your balance. What you didn't expect was one large hand flying to your hip, gripping it like a vice as Quaritch closed his eyes in pain.

"Jesus Christ, stop moving Y/N,"

he all but groaned making your face heat up, suddenly aware of the intimate position, especially when his fingers began to rub slow circles on your hipbone, as if to calm himself. Once opened, his eyes were lazy as they watched you, settling on your face but flicking down to where you sat on his hips once or twice.

"Not that I mind, but you planning on sitting there all day?"

Quaritch smirked, both hands now resting either side of your hips as you sat up, frozen in place by his unwavering stare. Snapping out of your daze quickly, you scrambled out of his lap, heat now throbbing in your body at his suggestive words.

"Oh no you don't."

You heard a voice ring out before you were, once again, pinned to the floor, this time on your back, with the colonel above you, his elbows resting either side of your face as he leaned down to whisper against your ear.

"I think this means I win Darlin',"

his voice, his body, his lips brushing your earlobe, it was all too much for you and you turned your head away from him letting out a pitiful whine as your core throbbed, begging for attention.

"What was that baby? I couldn't quite hear you,"

his voice was strained, now directed against your neck as his lips ghosted your skin, letting them press a few gentle kisses here and there on his journey to your shoulder. You really couldn't help the way your back arched against him desperately or the feeble noises that escaped your mouth.

"Colonel, stop,"

you panted, one arm coming up to grip his back, tugging him in hopes he'd press himself closer.

"Stop?"

He spoke surprised, pulling off of you almost completely as he took in your blushing form, it almost made him laugh how quickly you'd submitted to him in spite of your fighting talk.

"Hmh stop teasing me,"

you whispered in embarrassment, arms coming to cling at the sides of his tank top as you eyed him needily. At your words Quaritch ground himself a little into you, making a moan slip past your lips as he leaned back over, kissing along your jaw and sucking at your pulse causing your breath to hitch, hands still clamped around his shirt.

"Oh I'd never tease you baby,"

The Colonel cooed, pulling back swiftly to yank off his tank, contrary to his words, watching the way that your eyes raked across his naked torso with pride, before reattaching to your neck, teeth grazing your skin occasionally as you writhed in his hold. The tension of the situation was becoming too much for you to bear when you brought your hands up to his silver hair, running your nails across his scalp, pulling a groan from his own lips.

"Then kiss me,"

you breathed, tugging his hair to pull him from her chest, wanting to look at his handsome features once more. Those stormy blue eyes pierced into you as you admired him. You'd never admit it but those scars that marred his face made you so much wetter. You reached a hand to run against the raised lines through his hair, his intense gaze never faltering.

"Yes ma'am,"

a whisper of a laugh left him before he leant down to capture your lips in his, the shock of the sensation making you moan before his mouth began to massage your own. You were lost in the feeling of him and once he slipped his tongue through your lips, you knew you were done for, the warm muscle licking softly into your mouth as his hands gripped your hips, rolling them against his own. You were thankful that your wanton moans were muffled by his mouth as you crumbled against him, one leg wrapping around his waist to pull him closer as you ran your fingers through his short hair.

"Easy girl, you do that and I can't guarantee I won't fuck you right here."

He grunted, landing a soft spank to your thigh, but you were well passed self respect.

"Hm please, please, I can't take it,"

you whined, drunk on the pleasure Quaritch was giving you.

"Fuck, you're driving me crazy,"

he groaned in frustration tipping his head back.

"You want me to fuck you right here, where anyone could see you, such a fucking whore baby,"

he snarled, pulling at his belt to open the clasp, his words made you whimper though, worried you might be acting too desperate.

"com'ere,"

he spoke, more softly this time at your forlorn face, pressing a kiss to your lips as he fiddled with the button of his trousers, unzipping the fly and pulling out his half hard cock before stroking it in front of your wide eyes to bring it to full mast. It was thick and pink at the tip, leaking a little precum causing squelching noises to reverberate around the empty room as his hand continued its ministrations. Seeing your still form he leant back over you, slipping his fingers under the waistband of your shorts as his eyes met yours.

"You okay? we can stop if you want to,"

He voiced a little worriedly in response to your wide eyed gaze.

"No, don't stop, please,"

you protested, wiggling out of your gym shorts in a hurry, desperate to feel him inside of you at long last. He reached his fingers down, pulling your underwear to the side, slowly easing in one thick digit which you sucked in eagerly causing him to breathe sharply.

"Fuck so wet for me already, you're really clamping down on me there honey,"

he groaned, eyes locked onto your sex, wiggling in a second finger quickly before pumping it a few times, the feeling having you seeing stars, especially when he curled his fingers a certain way that had you writhing on the floor and calling out for him.

"I think you're ready baby,"

he grunted, lining up his cock with your entrance and pushing the head in swiftly, despite the discomfort it was causing you.

"Shit, you gotta ease up baby I can't move,"

he choked out, the muscle in his jaw twitching as he looked up to the ceiling as if in need of guidance.

"Mmm Colonel, feels good, keep going,"

you encouraged, pushing your own hips forward to ease him in further causing him to grunt and fall to his elbows.

"Fuck keep still for a minute,"

he gasped, tapping your hip at the instruction before gripping your thigh and hoisting one leg over his shoulder. You laid still, getting used to the stretch, although, feeling a little embarrassed now laid out bare in the RDA gym with your Colonel's cock half inside you.

"You ready?"

He huffed finally, icy eyes meeting yours with a predatory gaze.

"Yes sir,"

you grinned, liking how easy it was to rile him up and at that comment his hips snapped completely to the hilt until he was fully breached, the length almost touching your cervix, a low moan rumbling from your throat in response, it felt like he was almost in your airways.

"Always knew you were a little minx, just wanted someone to punish you properly didn't you?"

He growled, setting a ferocious pace that had you sliding back with the force, hands grappling behind you for the non existent bed-post.

"Only you sir, just wanted you to punish me,"

you cried, tears forming at the corners of your eyes, back arching up into him with every hit to that certain spot inside of you.

"Yeah, it's just for me isn't it, my little whore,"

he groaned a reply, his thrusts becoming impossibly rougher as he caught your clawing hands in his own, bringing them to his back, allowing you to rake your nails into his skin as you endlessly searched for something to ground your against the way he was fucking you dumb.

Neither of you bothered keep down the noises of your sinful actions, both too lost in the pleasure of one another to even care.

"Colonel, I'm gonna, I need,"

you babbled, unable to even form a coherent sentence when you felt the pressure build up inside you from the way his cock was massaging your insides so nicely.

"Be a good girl and come for your Colonel then,"

he grunted, reaching down to rub circles over your clit, making you squeal, locking your leg around his shoulder as you shuddered, the dam inside you bursting as you gripped onto him tightly.

"That's it, shit, good girl, come all over my cock,"

he cooed, his hips stuttering in time with the fluttering of your walls.

"So tight, gripping me like a vice darlin',"

he groaned, punching three more hard thrusts into your slick cunt before he spilled his load inside you, calling out your name as he did it, the spurts of hot cum painting your walls as his, causing you to moan out hoarsely as you held on to him for dear life.

You were both completely spent, Quaritch pulling out quickly before he collapsed onto to the floor beside you, panting from the exertion of your activities.

"Com'ere baby,"

he muttered, tugging you into his side, strong arms wrapping around your waist, face nuzzling your hair whilst you lay on his chest, listening to the soothing sound of his steady heartbeats, drawing patterns aimlessly on his abdomen, neither of you caring about your incriminating positions.

"Mm, Colonel"

you mumbled into his sternum, eyes fluttering closed in exhaustion, causing a lazy chuckle to arise from above you.

"You all fucked out sweetheart?"

His unscrupulous expression and tilting head never failing to rile you up when he wore that same cunning grin, even if he was right.

"Not like you're any better,"

you grumbled, huffing childishly in annoyance.

"Yeah, I gotta admit you're right on that one, you're a fiery little thing aren't you."

He swatted your ass as he spoke, causing a delighted smile to grace your own lips this time.

"Gave me the battle scars to show for it and everything,"

he continued, eyes trained on his stomach causing you to follow his gaze in confusion before you spied the bright red claw marks littering his skin, dragging all the way down from his shoulders to his hips and you could only imagine the kind damage his back had taken. The sight made a possessive feeling well up in your chest, especially at the thought of someone else seeing them, knowing that he'd fucked you so good. He watched intently as your eyes widened in shock before a smirk settled on your face, fingers tracing the welts on his skin gently.

"Those might be a bit more of a pain to hide though,"

he mused, bringing you out of your thoughts as a singular finger dragged along your neck and shoulder.

"What do you mean?"

You asked dumbly, only when you pulled your shoulder up to your eyes did you become aware of the dark purple blotches he had left, one being shaped suspiciously like the indentation of teeth, making you glower in mock anger.

"Don't act like you weren't the one begging me to rail you darlin',"

he sent you a self-satisfied smirk making you scoff, unable to reply with more than a meagre,

"asshole,"

as you both lay there in comfortable silence, too worn out to make any move to redress or make yourselves look at least a little presentable, that was until you heard the sounds of footsteps readily approaching the gym hall along with the muffled voices of soldiers.

"Shit,"

you exclaimed, scrambling for your shorts thrown halfway across the room as Quaritch too pulled on his shirt, urgently zipping himself back into his cammies, wide eyes meeting yours.

"Oh hey, Colonel...."

Lyle spoke as he and Z-dog stopped in their tracks, taking in your dishevelled appearances and awkward demeanor as you stood about a foot apart

"Y/N?"

His voice rose up when he said your name, as if he were questioning your presence as Z-dog let out an undignified snort from behind him. You knew it wouldn't take a genius to figure out the kind of training you and the Colonel had been doing wasn't exactly RDA standard, only to be further confirmed when you felt the slow dripping of warm liquid from between your thighs and onto the floor below, hurriedly crossing your legs in shame, why the hell did you let him come inside you in the first place?

Luckily, the Colonel's audaciousness saved you any further embarrassment, marching up to his soldiers he barked,

"This gym is occupied for assessments, go train somewhere else and make it quick,"

practically herding them out of the door and slamming it shut behind them before striding back over to your paled form.

"You alright Y/N?"

He placed one hand on your lower back, crouching slightly to meet your eyes with a look of sincerity.

"Fucking hell, do you think they know?"

"Hah, you mean do I think they spotted my cum dripping down your legs? Not sure baby but I sure did,"

he pushed your crossed thighs apart, eyes glowing with amusement at the sight.

"Such a good girl taking your Colonel's cum like that,"

he teased, pulling you closer to his chest before tilting your chin with his fingers, refusing to look away from your wide eyes.

"Don't you dare call me that around other people,"

you glowered, lips brushing his when you spoke.

"Wouldn't dream of it darlin',"

he replied in his gruff tone, pressing a tender kiss to your lips that almost had your knees buckling all over again.

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"Well I don't know what in the hell kind of voodoo you pulled but Quaritch is allowing you to go on the upcoming mission, no delays, even said he was impressed by your stamina!"

Grace emoted with a cigarette in hand, not fully understanding the sentiment of his words, oh but you did, blushing deeply at the memory.

"Wow, who'd have thought,"

you barely squeaked out as you fiddled haphazardly with the test tubes in front of your hands.

"Knew I could count on you to take him by the balls Y/N,"

she nodded, slapping your back gratefully, spurring a coughing fit from you, mind flicking back to your most recent encounter with the colonel which had you on your knees for him obediently beneath his desk.

"Yep, always happy to,"

you stuttered out, causing Grace to raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"Huh?"

"I mean, no aha, just, doing my duty,"

you clumsily filled the silence, not missing the look of surprise held by Grace which she quickly pushed away, taking another drag to distract herself from your strange behaviour.

"Right..."

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princess-of-thebes-1995 · 7 months

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I want to rewrite this scene. It is so good.

You were at the small container checking the vital signs of Grace's and Jake's Avatar. So far so good. You smiled. You wondered what your friends were doing deep in the forest. Your body couldn't transfer to the mind of the Avatar for being a Mutant.

The smile on your lips turned into a frown when the door slammed wide open. it was so loud that it caused you to jump. You assumed some kind of animal attacked the container.

Norm stood up from his paper work to check and you heard his voice. "You can't Interrupt the process!"

You got up from your seat to see your "boyfriend" Quaritch pushing the skinny and weak Norm out of his face.

Lyle and the other team members followed the Colonel with guns…

What was going on?

"It's too dangerous!" Your lover slammed poor Norm hard against the wall.

You tried to help him but Lyle handcuffed him.

They luckily left you alone. Quaritch ignored your curious eyes and forced Grace and Jake to come out of their pods.

"Are you out of your Goddamn mind!?"

The Colonel grinned. "You crossed the line." He punched your cripple friend.

You never saw the Colonel violent and now you were scared.

"What the hell is going on!?" Grace bellowed.

The Colonel announced to Grace that Parker wants to speak with her. He called Norm dopey and made him come too.

Jake was dragged.

Your friend Trudy came. You walked to her and was about to ask what was happening.

Suddenly the Colonel grabbed your forearm and dragged you outside. He was walking so fast that you almost tripped and then your sandals fell off your feet and you looked over your shoulder. Grace was pissed and Lyle was ogling and smirking at you.

The Colonel pushed you inside the helicopter and sat next to you. You looked at him for answers but he ignored you. Grace sat on the other side.

Your eyes furrowed in confusion. You always submitted your will to the colonel so you can be on his good side

Grace begged you to date him so the Avatar Research program would continue.

Grace found out that he had a thing for you when she caught the Colonel always having his eye on you.

Parker canceled it at first but you went to Quaritch and asked him for help. He got the price of you. So you sucked it up and became his sex slave and then his girlfriend. He was very public about you. You always tried to please him and avoid his anger. Where did you go wrong?

You looked over at Grace with worry. She patted your shoulder.

The Colonel saw that and he wrapped his hand over your shoulder and pulled you close to him.

After getting off the helicopter you were confused on where to go. You weren't invited to talk to Parker so you didn't know what to do now. Should you go back to your room you shared with the older man barefooted.

Your question was answered when Quaritch grabbed your hand and like any normal looking couple made you walk with him.

Turned out he led you to the database along with your friends minus Trudy. Lyle came too and no one else on the team.

Before you could think, your boyfriend pushed you down on a seat to sit on a chair.

You looked up at him but he didn't meet your eyes

That is where it happened. Jake was protecting the Navi like he should from the robots tearing the sacred forest down

He wasn't doing anything wrong.

"Shut your pie hole!" Quaritch ordered Grace. Would he really hit a woman? You felt fear. Quaritch was rather sweet and affectionate towards you. You assumed all the gym and training he would do was to be a better soldier to protect the weak

This was a different man you were seeing

He was rough in bed. Like pumping inside you hard or at a fast pace. Not slapping and hitting you hair pulling and all that.. Luckily he didn't do that. You degradation. You were glad. But outside he was kind. Maybe to you only.

He would take you out for dinner and hand feed you. He would tease you with jokes. And random times, he would grab your chin and kiss you square on the lips in public.

"Or what Ranger Rick? You gonna shoot me?" Grace challenged.

Quaritch stepped forward as if he was accepting the challenge. "I can do that."

You sucked in a breath. He wasn't joking. Holy crap. If you knew he would be this violent and dangerous, you would have never agreed to be his sex slave

Grace begged you to seduce him. For the sake of humanity and Navi coexisting.

*You need to muzzle your dog."

….

"What the fuck have you science bitches been smokin'?" Parker laughed. "They're just goddamn trees."

You heard your lover chuckling as he looked at the computer screen.

Then it was announced. You thought you were fooling and using the Colonel for benefits. But turned out he was one step ahead. It was the other way around

He fooled you instead.

"Jake, you were telling him our research behind our backs?" You whispered.

Jake bowed his head in shame.

Quaritch was looking at you with an unreadable expression you couldn't figure out

You lost your virginity to a man you not only loved but hated. Despite how sweet he was and good in bed. He was not your type. You were not into older men. And you didn't have any feelings for him. Simple as that. All for nothing. You wanted to punch Jake like how Quaritch did and give him a bruise on his other cheek. You were mad at Grace too. She gave you the idea to spread your legs.

You wanted to cry. Then Parker declared that not only he will shut the program but send the team home to earth.

You stood up from your seat to leave the data room and pack your items but the Colonel blocked your path with his tall and muscular form.

"Not her." Quaritch told Parker firmly. "She stays with me."

Parker looked at you and nodded. "She can stay but she will be under strict surveillance."

You wanted to protest. You'd rather go home to earth than see genocide.

Since the Avatar program is gone. You don't need to be Quaritch's sex doll girlfriend or whatever.

But Quaritch glared at you in warning to keep your mouth shut

Your throat did a harsh swallow and so you obeyed.

Grace and your friends left without looking at you. Probably to pack their stuff. They will leave you all alone with this brute.

….

Quaritch shook his head as his enemies left the room. His attention turned to you. He saw your face when you questioned Jake's loyalty to him.

You looked betrayed. He felt pity. But you were the traitor since you sided with the Navi.

He looked at Lyle and then grabbed your hand and made you follow him to his room.

Your head was hung low and you two stepped inside your shared quarters.

Quaritch grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. "Don't worry about them. You have me. I am all you need." He thumbed across your fat red bottom lip.

He leaned down for your lips but you stepped away from his grasp. His wrinkle brows furrowed in confusion.

"Since the program is lost the deal is off."

He glared. "After all I have done for you. You want to leave me?" He hissed

You meekly nodded and bit your lips nervously.

He used his thumb and Index finger to squeeze your lovely shaped cheekbones. "I knew fuckin Grace made you prostitute yourself to fund this peace loving shitty program!"

You flinched.

"I treated you like a Queen. You will not make a fool of me." He seethed.

You looked at him in confusion.

"I mean I love you and was serious. I thought I would change your mind if I treated you right. But you are an ungrateful and gold digging whore."

You lowered your eyes. So you broke his heart.

Quaritch sighed, wary, tired and exhausted. He took your hand and led you to his bed. You were softly pushed down to lay on your back. You thought he was going to take you then and there. He hovered his muscled body over your pathetic and weak form.

Both hands on each side of your head. But he kissed your forehead and told you to sleep.

"You must be tired. I'll be back tonight. Be ready for me. Now is not the right time."

He covered you in a blanket and left.

Quaritch wanted to have sex with you but he didn't have the time. He had another shift. He needed you and you looked so sad. You needed to unwind in pleasure.

He loved the pretty noises you give him when he would fuck you hard or soft. You were sex crazed

After an hour, He checked the cameras in his room and found you laying on his bed. He smiled and went back focusing on his work.

While hours passed his security woman told him there was a helicopter leaving without consent. He saw the science pukes and Trudy. Worst of all… you.

His blue eyes widened in shock. The woman he loved betrayed him despite him confessing his feelings for her.

He gave her the benefit of doubt and he felt like a fucking fool. He didn't tie her or locked the door

Slut.

She seduced him again.

Fuckin' women were always the downfall of men. Kings emperors and even military leaders like him.

You made a fool out of him.

Now the whole base will know of your escape.

No attempted escape. He refused to let you leave or die trying.

He walked away and grabbed a machine gun from a soldier. "Mask on!"

The door was kicked open. The alarm went off.

"Gas! Gas! Gas!"

He shot at the helicopter. You were trying to push Jake's crippled legs inside and helped Grace but the bullets made you scream in horror.

You fell off the helicopter and they had to leave without you.

The bullets stopped. The security team then detained you. No.

Then you saw Quaritch running towards you at full speed. You have never seen anyone run so fast.

He reached you and then backhandedly slapped you hard. You would have fallen from the impact if the security men didn't hold you.

Lyle flinched. this was the first time. Before cussing you before in the room, he never raised his voice.

Before you could recover, Quaritch yanked your beautiful and long hair harshly to look up.

"You ungrateful slut! After all I did. You still end up choosing others besides me."

You began to whimper in fear. Will he kill you?

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star-girl69 · 1 year

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Keep Me Ablaze

Jake Sully x Neytiri x Fem!Reader

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a/n: am i evil? probably. i hope you all enjoy!!

warnings: mentions of fire, mentions of death, a little fighting, mentions of being tied up, crying, tell me if i missed anything!!

Chapter Sixteen- Mothers & Fathers

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Grace keeps a box on her bookshelf. She calls it her sister box, and she used to cry whenever she looked at it too long. In it, she keeps a marriage certificate, a photo, and two death certificates.

You don’t have much of your mother, only the sister box and the videos she left behind, her lab coat. But you truly have nothing of your father.

Besides for the stories, of course.

As a marine, arriving in the same squadron as Colonel Quaritch, the two of them rose up the ranks with each other. Where Quaritch was, your father was a step behind. Quaritch even respected your mother enough, so it was natural to him to promise his friend that he would look after you.

They both knew that Pandora was dangerous, and they both knew what could happen. Martin dying was not only devastating to your family, but was a major blow to the general’s ego. One of his own soldiers? His own friend?

He told you about your father, protected you, and you thought you knew him well enough. But slowly, after seeing what his soldiers did, seeing him punch Jake, you realize you never even knew him at all.

You didn’t expect him to replace your father, to be your best friend, maybe you didn’t even know what you expected. But you didn’t expect this.

“You let me down, son.” He presses pause on the screen.

You stand anxiously behind Jake, rubbing your aching wrists from being tied up. You want to just grab the handlebars and push him out of there, back to the link room.

He leans down, face inches from Jake’s. You want to kiss the bruise on his face.

“So, what, you find yourself some local tail and you just completely forget what team you’re playing for?”

“Her name… is Neytiri,” you hiss, fists clenching. The Colonel has taken so much from Neytiri- the least he can do is say her name.

Quaritch let’s out a dry laugh.

“Parker,” Grace barks, “there is still time to salvage this situation. Parker…”

“Shut your pie hole!” Quaritch shouts, standing so he faces your aunt.

“Grace,” you say, wanting to reach out and pull her back, but you’re rooted in place.

“Or what, Ranger Rick?” she scoffs. “You gonna shoot me?”

“I can do that,” he bites back.

Grace shakes her head in disbelief. “You need to muzzle your dog,” she hisses to Parker.

“Yeah, can we just take this down a couple of notches, please?” he starts, arms crossed as he puts himself in between the two, like one lonely sandbag facing an entire hurricane.

“You say you want to keep your people alive?” Jake asks, chin pointed up. “You start by listening to her.”

“Those trees were sacred to the Omaticaya in a way you can’t imagine,” Grace says, but Parker only rolls his eyes and steps back.

“Oh, you know what? You throw a stick in the around around her, it’s gonna land on some scared fern, for Christ’s sake!” he shouts, his tone makes mocking, as he circles around you.

“I’m not talking about some kind of pagan voodoo here,” Grace shoots back. “I’m talking about something real, something measurable in the biology of the forest.”

“Which is what, exactly?”

Grace sighs. “What we think we know is that there is some kind of electrochemical communication between the roots of the trees, like the synapses between neurons.”

Parker narrows his eyes, face twisting into something ugly, disbelieving.

“It’s a system,” you blurt. “There’s connections between all of the trees, like this entire world is some sort of brain. And each tree has ten-to-the-fourth connections to the trees around it. And there are ten-to-the-twelfth trees on Pandora.”

It feels good to go back to what you know, to recite what you have learned through years at your Aunt’s side, from the videos your mother left. The slides and documents and samples you poured over mean something.

“Which is a lot, I’m guessing.”

“It’s more connections than the human brain,” Grace says, taking a few steps forward, as if she can force the awe of Pandora into him. “Get it? It’s a network. It’s a global network, and the Na’vi can access it. They can upload and download data. Memories. At sites like the one you just destroyed.”

Despite the grimness of the day, you cannot help but smile at your Aunt’s joy. She loves Pandora more than she loves herself.

“Yes!” she exclaims again, mistaking Parker’s silence for understanding.

He starts laughing. “What the hell have you people been smoking out there? They’re just goddamn trees!”

Grace throws her hands out, “you need to wake up, Parker.”

“No. You need to wake up.” His smile drops as quickly as it was there.

“The wealth of this world isn’t in the ground,” Grace interrupts. “It’s all around us. The Na’vi know that, and they are fighting to defend it. If you want to share this world with them, you need to understand them. You need to listen to my niece, to Neytiri, to all of them.”

“I’d say we understand them just fine…” Quaritch starts, hitting a few buttons on the screen, “thanks to Jake here. Take a look, sweetheart.” He holds his hand out to you, and you step around Jake-

“No, Y/N, don’t- don’t look, please-” he starts, and your start to frown, staring at the plead in his eyes, feeling the desperation in his grip.

But you hear his voice.

It sounds different, coming from the screen, more robotic, but still him.

“They’re not gonna give up their home,” he says. “They’re not gonna make a deal. F-for what? Lite beer? And blue jeans? There’s nothing that we have that they want.”

You think he says more, but the world is starting to crash in on you, and it feels like you’re burning alive- but it feels nothing like when you burn with them.

“I… I have to go,” you mutter, tears in your eyes, and Jake tries to grab onto your hand.

“Baby, please, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry-”

“No!” you screech, throwing his hand off of you, and he doesn’t try and touch you again. “I have to go.”

“Where?” he says, “where? You can’t-”

And what could he say? You can’t leave the base? You can’t get hurt? You cant stop loving me?

“To Neytiri,” you sob.

—-

The first thing you say when you wake up is her name.

You barely even say it, it is more like a frenzied gasp with the same number of syllables. She’s there immediately, and you recognize the Tsahik’s room deep in Hometree, the smell of herbs filling your nose.

“What’s wrong?” she asks, and your eyes are still blurry, movements still sluggish, trying to adjust. It’s harder, when your mind is not really in it. “What’s wrong, my human?” she coos, her hand on your face, the other around your waist, helping you sit up so she can pull your head against her shoulder.

“Jake,” you say, vision clearer, voice returning. But you were crying when you climbed into the link pod, and the tears return now, tenfold, even while you’re in her arms.

Her eyes flick to his lifeless body.

“He knew,” you breathe, “he knew, I have to tell Eytukan, and- and Mo’at, Neytiri, please,”

She stares at you for a moment longer, confusion written on her features, and you think she might just dismiss you as crazy and force you to rest. But she must see something in you, see past your reckless emotions, so she nods, slightly unsure.

“We’ll go see them,” she soothes, already shifting to her knees, running her hand over your hair. “It’s okay,” she says, but it doesn’t feel okay. It will never feel okay again.

—-

After Neytiri helped you stand, pressed her hand to your chest and forced you to breathe in and out, you managed to have some reign on your emotions. Betrayal still stung at you like a thousand cuts, but you had to push it aside.

You were one of The People now, and you had to at least warn them. But you didn’t even know what was going to happen. All you know is that Jake is a traitor- and that the humans plan to come.

Neytiri still wraps her hand in your own, and you suppose it would be worrying to see your mate wake up, panicking and crying, so you cannot blame her for her worried grip. You like it.

“Father! Mother!” Neytiri calls in Na’vi, and you breathe deeply, even deeper when her hand drops from yours.

“I-” you scramble to translate the words, “Eytukan,” you start, when another voice rings out.

“Eytukan! I have something to say.”

His Na’vi is rough and choppy like waves in a storm, but his emotions and the pleading in his eyes makes everyone understand the importance.

“Listen!” Grace shouts.

You want to jump at Jake, burn him at a pyre, attack him and kiss him all at once.

“No!” you screech, pointing a finger at him. “He is a traitor-”

“Y/N!” Grace shouts, her eyes cutting to you, and she has never yelled at you like this before, never looked at you with such annoyance and anger in her eyes. You shut up just out of shock.

Neytiri’s arm slides across your chest, pulling you flush against her. You can feel her confusion, the tension in her chest. She carries her emotions physically, and you can feel her shallow breaths.

“Speak, Jakesully,” Eytukan says, holding a hand out, ignoring your outburst. Jake plays his character well. Why is Grace even standing next to him? Your stomach sinks. What could have happened?

“A great evil is upon us… The Sky People are coming… to destroy Hometree.”

Neytiri’s arm squeezes against you, breath quickening, and you want to say something, anything, but you can’t.

You have grown accustomed to losing all your life, but you have never felt something being so viciously taken from you like now.

“Tell them they’re coming!” Jake shouts, and Grace is quick to translate.

“You have to leave, or you’re gonna die.” Jake reiterates.

“Are you certain of this?” Mo’at asks.

Jake breathes so heavily for a moment, and tears well in your eyes again, and you reach up to grab Neytiri’s arm.

“Look, they sent me here to learn your ways so one day I could bring this message and you would believe it.” You can feel Neytiri falter against you. “But not- not Y/N. It was me.”

You can feel the understanding sink into Neytiri’s bones.

Her breathes go wild, and she lets go of you, and you imagine pieces connecting in her head with each step she takes. A puzzle falling into place. You, waking up crying, your cries of “he knows”, what Jake just said.

She puts her hand on his shoulder, grabbing his attention and forcing it on her. The decision to look at her seems easy to Jake, and your stomach rolls.

“What are you saying, Jake? You knew this would happen?”

You take two steps forward, almost hopeful you’ve hallucinated what happened before, and he’ll say no and everything will be back to how it was.

But when he gulps, says “yes”, the grief and the pain of it all hits you tenfold.

“Look, at first it was just orders,” Neytiri lowers her eyes, taking in his words, and fresh tears fall down your face. “And then everything changed.” She sways backward, and he grabs her shoulder, before turning to you and reaching for your hand.

And you are burning and miserable and in love with him, so you let him tug you forward.

“Okay? I fell in love. I fell in love with the forest and with the Omaticaya people. I fell in love with Y/N,” he squeezes your hand, “and with you.”

She bats his hand away. “I trusted you.” It is an accusation.

“With you,” he pleads, pulling you closer, trying to keep his hold on Neytiri. “With both of you.”

“I trusted you!” she sobs, and throws his hand off of her, reaches out and hits his other, so he has no choice but to let go of you too.

“Trust me now,”

His hand falling from yours is like the final ember of the fire fading, the last song, the last cheer. It makes you realize that this is all there ever was. No love, not with Jake Sully, only betrayal.

She screams in Na’vi, and you lower your head to the ground, knees threatening to fall out from under you, too distraught to translate her words.

You hear her hands hit against his chest, and he lets her.

“You will never be one of The People!”

“I shouldn’t have…” he breathes.

“We tried to stop them!” Grace shouts.

You press your hands over your face, listen to Neytiri yell more, singing her song that sounds like sobbing, like sorrow, cry into your palms.

You recognize Grace’s hands anywhere. Her fingers wrap around your wrist, and she takes them from your face, pressing them to her heart.

“My baby,” she starts, but you will know betrayal today.

“Did you know? Did you know what he was doing?”

You want her to say no. You have never wished for anything more.

“I-” she tilts her head to the side, smiles, but it doesn’t quite meet her eyes. “You’re so much like your mother, baby, so much-”

“Tell me, tell me,” you sob, trying to pull away, but she won’t let you.

She swallows. “I- I had my suspicions, but I didn’t know for sure-”

“You knew!” you cry, and she lets you push her away, and your feet are so unsteady. Jake and Neytiri made you feel like a continent. They gave you roots, a place to settle, a home to return to. But without Jake, with half of you missing, you feel like an island.

Your knees and shaking, and you push past her, try to push past him, eyes filled with so many tears you can barely see in front of you.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” you hear his voice, feel his hands, “I’m sorry, I-”

“Let go of her!” Tsu’tey yells, pulling you toward him. “She is one of The People,” he hisses, digging the knife Neytiri threw at Jake deeper.

“Bind them,” Eytukan orders, even as Grace screams that they can’t, they have to leave, but Jake only lets them bind him.

You feel like a flower from Grace’s book, wilting and dying. Your happiness, you bloom was quick. The next time you look up, it is Mo’at before you.

“Ma’ite,” she calls you, before leading you through the crowd, guiding you into Neytiri’s arms.

You fall against her, like the final petal, and she sobs into your neck, breathes you in, maybe trying to calm herself. She has to be strong for her people- you have to be strong for her, for them.

But all you can smell is something burning.

—-

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specialagentlokitty · 1 year

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Who I write for/Rules;

This is a list of fandoms and characters I write for (some may be missing) and some rules, if you’re curious about a fandom or character please message and I’ll let you know if it’s someone I’ll write for or not! If you’re looking for prompts please search the tag Lokittys prompt list

THIS BLOG IS STRICTLY NO SMUT DO NOT REQUEST IT AS THE REQUEST WILL BE DELTED IMMEDIATELY!!

Please if you’re requesting use some manners, say please and thank don’t demand I write something from you

This blog is for all ages, do not be hostile towards any member of this blog as you will be told to remove yourself immediately and if you don’t I will remove you, hate will not be tolerated this is a safe space regardless of age, sexual orientation, gender/pronouns, disability and such

If you’re wondering about a request you have but you’re worried or confused if I’ll write it or not or you’re just curious please reach out through inbox or asks and I’ll let you know! I write both romantic and plutonic requests for a wide range of characters!

Some things I will NOT write include; teenage pregnancy, smut(or related themes), underage!reader x older characters (these will ALWAYS be plutonic either a parental or sibling relationship). If you’re wondering about anything else just message! 💜

Fate the winx saga

- Saul silva

- Farah Dowling

Avatar

- Jake

- Neytiri

- Quaritch/ recom Quaritch

NCIS

- Tony

- Gibbs

- McGee

- Ziva

- Ellie

- Nick

- Jack

Criminal minds

- Hotch

- Rossi

- Derek

- Spencer

- Jj

- Emily

- Garcia

The mentalist

- Patrick Jane

Castle

- Castle

- Beckett

Lucifer (Fox)

- Lucifer

- Maze

- Chloe

- Dan

Chicago med

- Will

- Connor

- Ethan

Greys anatomy

- George

- Alex

- Derek

- Mark

Twilight

- Carlisle

- Esme

Harry Potter

- Sirius

- Remus

- Snape

Marvel

- Tony

- Clint

- Bruce

- Natasha

- Thor

- Steve

- Loki

- Bucky

- Logan

- Wanda

- Pietro

- Maria

- Phil

- Carol Danvers

BBC Merlin

- Merlin

- Arthur

- Gwaine

- Leon

- Percival

- Lancelot

BBC Sherlock

- Sherlock

- John

- Moriarty

- Lestrade

- Mycroft

Black butler

- Sebastian

- William

- Undertaker

- Claude

Supernatural

- Sam

- Dean

- Castiel

- Gabriel

- Balthazar

- Chuck

- Crawley

- Lucifer

- Jack

The witcher

- Geralt

- Jaskier

Brooklyn nine nine

- Rosa

- Jake

- Amy

The good doctor

- Melendez

- Shaun

Friends

- Joey

- Rachel

- Ross

- chandler

- Monica

- Phoebe

Teen wolf

- Derek

- Peter

- Melissa (plutonic only)

- Chris

- Parrish

- Noah (plutonic only)

Doctor who

- 9

- 10

- 11

- 12

- 13

- River

- Clara

- Rose

- Amy

- Rory

- Jack

Lord of the rings/the hobbit

- Bilbo

- Legolas

- Thranduil

- Elrond

- Lindir

- Thorin

- Fili

- Kili

- Aragorn

My hero academia

- Aizawa

- Mic

- Dabi

- Hawks

Blue exorcist

- Mephisto

- Amiamon

Demon slayer

- Rengoku

Tokyo ghoul

- Yomo

- Uta

Durarara!!

- shizuo

Skyrim

- Vilkas

- Farkas

Ackley bridge

- Mr Evershed

- Mrs Carter (plutonic only)

- Mr Bell

The vampire diaries

- Damon

- Klaus

- Elijah

- Finn

the watcher

- Ryan

- Shane

911

- bobby

- Buck

- chim

- hen

- Athena

- Maddie

- Eddie

Downton Abbey

- Thomas Barrow

- Anna

- Tom Branson

- Mary

- Sybil

- Edith

- Mrs Hughes (plutonic only)

Kingsmen

- Merlin

- Eggsy

- Harry

Bones

- Booth

- Brennan (bones)

- Hodgins

- Angela

- Sweets

Buffy the vampire slayer

- Angel

- Giles

The walking dead

- Rick

- Daryl

- Negan

- Glenn

- Rosita

- Carol (plutonic only)

- Gabriel

- Aaron

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1strecomdejablue · 1 year

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James Cameron’s Avatar

Quaritch: “Shut your pie hole!”

Grace: “Or what? Ranger Rick, ya-going to shoot me?”

Quaritch: “I can do that!”

Grace: “You need to muzzle your dog!”

Parker: “Yeah, can we just take this down a couple of notches, please?”

#grace augustine #james cameron's avatar #colonel miles quaritch #parker selfridge #stephen lang #sigourney weaver #{So much tension...in no way sexual. lol They both want each other dead.}

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aviradasa · 4 months

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Welcome to my masterlist

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

{Picture from Pinterest}

Shows:

The umbrella Academy

Supernatural

The walking dead

Miraculous ladybug

How to train your dragon (all spin-off shows)

The dragon Prince mysterys of Aaravos

Once upon a time

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

Movies

Van helsing 2004

Hellboy 1 and 2

Labyrinth 1986

The MCU as a whole (Marvel cinematic universe)

Same with the DC universe

Avatar 1 and 2

Pirates of the Caribbean (all movies)

Games

Sally face

Call of duty

Skyrim

Legend of Zelda breath of the wild/ tears of the kingdom

Assassins creed 2

Stardew valley

Books

Creepypasta

(Work in progress I’m reading a lot more recently so give it time any book suggestions are welcome.I’m a huge fantasy fan!!!)

Bands:

Ghost

David Bowie

Mcr

(I’ll add more here once my will to live dies again.)

Characters I will write for:

The umbrella academy:

Luther

Diego

Allison

Klaus

Five

Ben

Viktor

Lila

Marcus

Fei

Alphonso

Sloane

Jayme

Supernatural:

Sam

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Dean

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Castiel

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Lucifer

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

(I'm only on season 5 so if you want more characters let me know and I'll do my best!)

The walking dead:

Rick

Daryl

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Glenn

Maggie

Michonne

Negan

Carl

Rosita

Abraham

Ezekiel

Carol

Miraculous ladybug:

Marinette

Adrian

Luka

Julika

Nino

Alya

Chloé

Kim

Sabrina

Jagged stone

Meeting the kids jagged stone x fem!reader HC

Rose

Nathalie

How to train your dragon:

Hiccup

Astrid

Ruffnut

Tuffnut

Snotlout

Fishlegs

Heather

Eret

Dagur

The dragon Prince, mystery of Aaravos:

Callum

Rayla

Claudia

Viren

Soren

Janai

Aaravos

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 1

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 2

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt3

The sight of two stars Aaravos x Startouched elf! Reader

Nyx

Ibis

Amaya

Corvus

Gren

Terry

Zubeia

Once upon a time:

Emma Swan

Regina Mills (the ‘Evil’ queen)

Mr.Gold ( Rumpelstiltskin )

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow white)

Captain Killian ‘Hook’ Jones ( Captain hook)

David Nolan (Prince charming)

(work in progress)

Hazbin hotel:

Charlie

Vaggie

Angel dust

Husk

Nifty

Alastor

Lucifer

Rosie

Vox

Velvett

Helluva boss:

Blitz

Blitzø x male!reader HC

Blitzø x Gn!Reader HC

Moxie

Millie

Loona

Van Helsing (2004):

Dracula

Aleera

Marishka

Verona

Gabriel Van helsing

Anna valerious

Velkan valerious

Carl

Hellboy 1 and 2 (live action 2004-2008 movies)

Hellboy

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Abe

Liz

John

Prince Nuada

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Princess nuala

Labrynth 1986

Jareth the goblin king

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Thor

Loki

Tony Stark

Dr, Stephan strange

Wanda

Bucky

Natasha

Nick Fury

Bruce banner

Steven Rodger

DC:

Bruce Wayne

Barry allen

Oliver Queen

Clark kent

Robin

Starfire

Raven

Cyborg

Beastboy

Joker

Harley

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Avatar 1 and 2

Jake sulley

Naytiri

Neteyam

Lo’ak

Kiri

Miles Quaritch

Javier “spider”

Aonung

Grace

Pirates of the Caribbean:

Captain jack sparrow

Captain Hector Barbossa

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swan

James Norrington

Bootstrap bill turner

Davey jones

Lord Cutler Beckett

Calypso ( Tia Dalma)

Sally face:

sal fisher

Larry johnson

Ash

Travis

Call of duty:

Ghost Mw2 and 2009

König

Soap

Price

Graves

Skyrim:

Cicero

Astrid

Arnbjorn

Farkus

Vilkas

Aela

Balgruuf the greater

Legend of Zelda Botw/totk:

Link

Zelda

Mipha

Daruk

Revali

Sidon

Urbosa

Kass

ganon

Assassins creed 2:

Ezio

Stardew valley (Sdv):

Alex

Elliot

Harvey

Sam

Sebastian

Shane

Abigail

Emily

Haley

Leah

Maru

Penny

The wizard

Caroline

Dwarf

Jodi

Kent

Krobus

Robin

Pierre

Sandy

Ghost:

Papa Emeritus 1 (primo)

Papa Emeritus 2 (secondo

Papa emeritus 3 (terzo)

Papa emeritus 4/cardinal copia

Swiss

Aether

Mountin

Phantom

Aurora (we have the same name irl lol)

Rain

Cirrus

Sunshine

Cumulus

Sodo

Dewdrop

David bowie(going by era and current stage persona):

Ziggy stardust

Aladdin sane

The thin white duke

Major tom

David bowie

My chemical romance

Gerard way

Party poison

Mikey way

Kobra kid

Frank iero

Fun ghoul

Ray toro

Jet star

I will add Other characters to any of these lists if you would like to request a character go on ahead!

What I will write/Rules:

Rules:

No bullying or harrassment to anyone or groups of people in the comments. BE NICE TO OTHERS

No homophobia

No racism

No hatred

What I will write:

Fluff

Angst

Smut

Lemon

Info about Aviradasa!

I go by she/they

I have a cat named Nyx!

I am Demiaroace

I love horror movies with my whole life!

I have a tendency to obsess over shows/movies for undetermined periods of time 🤣

My favorite colors are Purple, red, pink, and black

My favorite singer is David bowie!

I can't choose a favorite band cause I love to many!

The movie Labyrinth by Jim Henson with David bowie and Jennifer Connelly Is my favorite.but Van helsing 2004 is a close second

PS. When requesting please be specific to what fandom/character you want(I will do crossovers.) just so I can make sure to get everything right for ya!

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satoru-is-the-way · 1 year

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Avatar Quaritch x Navi Reader

Given Enough

Master List for Given Enough

A/N: First off thank you EVERYONE who kept up with this series for your comments and likes. It's on of my first and completed series. Please make sure to check out my fandom master list as well! I am taking requests for Miles Quaritch x Reader still. So yeah. You all are amazing!!,

Tag List: @the-wanderer-2022 @zootsutra @anyzandy @kneelingforvillains @dioriez @mylovelyreblogs @dinobae-replyacc @voodoogoul @freshmoneyalmondathlete @thedumboneforsomereason @world-dominating-kitty @scarletpines @sofiebstar @vampire-hunter @cypherpt5fttaehyung @strangerdeeznuts @simpingfor-wakasa @tranquiiit @ellieparker @girlblogger2002 @happycupcakeenthusiast @willow-sages

Warnings: Smut Mentions of Death, Language.

FINAL CHAPTER

Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 - Love

_5 Years Later_

It has been 5 long years after Colonel Miles Rick Quaritch met (Y/f/n) of the Kamimaljuyú clan since the truth came out, and became one of the people. The 5 years were dedicated to regaining the trust back from the clan. Most importantly his lover. Despite the pain, Rick took over as Olo’eyktan. The air people only prospered under his rule.

“So after escaping what happened?” Asked the young Kamimalijuyú. Her large eyes light up in curiosity about the past war. How her mother and father escaped the horrid humans to find her uncle.

“We rode on our Ikrans for a long journey through the forest and over the sea. Until we found the Mamífero Ka’anal with your Uncle and Jake Sully in the mountains. They planned to come to rescue us but we beat them to it.” (Y/n) said closing her eyes as Quaritch pulled both his lover and daughter closer in his grasp.

“Don’t give us all the credit. You did most of the work, my love.” He whispered.

“Mommy if daddy was once human what happened to his body?” (C/n) asked tilting her head. (Y/n) and Quaritch hav never told their daughter the entire story. They knew with time it would unfold. Right now (Y/n) wanted to enjoy the piece before the humans returned who would have new targets in sight, their family.

“That is for another time peanut.” Quaritch kissed (c/n) cheek. He never felt any type of happiness until now. At night he often will sit on a high peak to gaze up at the star. Millions of miles away his birth planet rotates. Sometimes he can still remember how life was there and feel the soil between his toes. The polluted air in his lungs. Her voice brought them back to Pandora. Quaritch is thankful for this second chance. He built this life. Earth is nothing compared to his people. “Now go see your cousin.” He adds. (C/n) rolls her eyes before jumping up and running out of the hut. “One day she will have to know. I dread that day.” He whispers into (Y/n)’s ear.

“I know. But time heals wounds. She is part of us and could never hold your past against you… For a long time we struggled- I struggled to trust you again, yet no matter what I never doubted you again.”

“How are you perfect?” He asked causing (Y/n) to chuckle.

“I dont know but trust me it's hard.” She replied snuggling into his chest. Rick gently runs his large hand down her side gripping her waist. (Y/n) slightly moved back looking up into his yellow eyes. Quaritch held (Y/n) (e/n) orbs moving his hand below the small cloth that covered her pussy. She gasped feeling his digits rub her sensitive clit roughly. Her back arched like a needy cat in heat. His tail wrapped around yours until finally sliding his fingers into your wet pussy.

“R-Rick~” (Y/n) moaned loudly, unable to stop. He growled, feeling his cock harden with a burning need to be stuffed inside of her warmth. "Fuck right there." She threw her head back once his thumb began to rub her clit as his fingers showed no mercy thrusting in and out. (Y/n) quickly rolled over on top of Quaritch, capturing his lips. With one quick movement, their queues are connected allowing them to feel an even deeper pleasure.

"I love you." He whispered against her lips.

"I love you more.", She replied. (Y/n) steaded herself hands flat against Quaritch's broad chest. (Y/n) moved her lips back and forth grinding against his hard penis. He groaned, gripping her sides. The male felt weak against her touch. She bites her lip pulling his garments off to expose his erection. "Fuck." She earns a smug look from the Colonel.

"Like what you see?"

"Have since day one." She replied. With a shy grin (Y/n) took his cock rubbing his length along the lips of her wet cunt.

"Fucking hell stop teasing me!" He huffed. (Y/n) continued to bring against his cock. Causing Quaritch to lose all focus. "(Y/n)! I'm close! Shit-" He pants unable to stop from cumming. "Darling~"

"I'm not done with you just yet." She whispered. (Y/n) pushed her garment aside and slides down onto his cock with a soft moan. Rick pants are heavily still sensitive from his first orgasm.

He thrusts up going harder and deeper each time. Their loud moans and pants fill the air. "Cum with me." Rick gasped before they both hit climax.

"Still gave it in ya." (Y/n) chuckled and moved their queues before laying down beside him. Quaritch nuzzled her neck.

"I'm scared." She admits.

"Why?"

"The humans will return. Not just for the Sullys but for us too. I can't lose you or (c/n)."

"No matter what happens I will protect this family and our people. We have something stronger no human had when they come here."

"And what's that, Rick?"

"Love."

//THE END I LOVE YOU ALL

#Spotify #avatar x reader #avatar way of water #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch #colonel quaritch x reader #avatar colonel quaritch #Miles Rick Quaritch #avatar x navi #avatar x you #Rick Quaritch

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lina-lovebug · 1 year

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Do not fret, fellow Na'vi Quaritch simps, for I am making imagines that are fluffy and smutty.

But also feel free to send in requests

#avatar the way of water imagine #the way of water #na'vi quaritch #rick quaritch

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=Monster=

Pt. 2

(Avatar)Colonel Miles Quaritch x Na’vi Reader

This did end up having multiple parts guys

Warnings: SMUT/18+/violence/choking/pinning/overstimulation/heavy topics/Dirty talk/Virginity Loss/knife play maybe/size kink/FUTURE SMUT/Stockholm Syndrome/

P.S. uuuh stuff spoken in Na’vi is Italic and stuff readers thinking is blue

Summary: This takes place in ATWOW Aaand you’re neytiris older sister, and you get captured in order to save jakes children and spider. <3

Authors note: still no smut in this chapter. Be patient you nasty children.

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“Miles, Miles Quaritch”

Your heart would sink at the sound of his words a sick feeling forming in your gut, your ears would shoot back the sound of ringing filling your senses as if a gun had been fired right next to your head your eyes widened a look of pure fear filling them as your tail darted between your legs. The world stilled as your heartbeat filled your ears blood, your blood rushing to your head as your chest began to rise and fall in a frantic matter. You felt light headed ‘h-him.. he..’ Your palms would go clammy and your mouth dry as your fear filled eyes met with the yellow eyes of the killer of your father. How did you not notice? ‘How could I have not noticed?’ Maybe it was the blue, or how much younger he looked. I mean you never saw the face of the man who had killed your father. Or heard his voice, so how could you have really know? All you knew was his name. Everything was spinning. Rage and anxiety was nicking at your senses as you stared into his bright yellow orbs.

As if miles had sensed your discomfort and bubbling rage he’d take a step back raising his hands in a defensive matter. “N-now now princess just calm do-“

With that you’d yell and jump rushing to pounce him only to be grabbed, spun, and have your back pulled to his chest his arms caging you to his body.

“Calm down princess!” Miles would shout as his arms wrapped around you.

your eyes would fill with tears as his arms wrapped around your body like a snake constricting it’s prey, strong arms caged you in his hulking frame. You could feel his vest poking into your back as you squirmed in his arms tears running down your cheeks as a sound of pain and sadness left your throat.

A saddened whine would escape your lips “YOU MURDERER! LET GO OF ME! YOU MONSTER!” You’d yell your words In Na’vi not caring for his threats earlier, your hand would shoot to cover your mouth in an attempt to silence your mourn for your father, Tsu’tey, and all the others he’d killed. “MONSTER! MONSTER! MONSTER” your words would have miles ears shooting back. you’d yell at the alien caging you slamming your fist into one of the arms he had caged around you. You’d kick and claw at him your nails breaking the skin of his striped forearms.

you continued to kick and claw at the Monster caging you, your foot would end up kicking at the right place causing him to yelp a ‘FUCK’ and set you to the ground in a strangely gentle manner, ‘why didn’t he throw me to the ground?’ he fell onto his back clutching his manhood in pain his lip between his teeth in an attempt to dull his pain. In a rage you’d jump onto the man your eyes filled with a senseless rage and murderous intent. your hands would latch onto his thick throat your breaths frantic and pained as you chocked the air from his lungs. ‘Do it, DO IT’ you’d yell to yourself squeezing his throat harder.

“You killed them all, monster.. you monster!”

You’d yell your claws digging into his throat. As your tears fell onto his face. Your mind would race and your eye would fill with more rage by the second. A large hand would gently place its self onto your wrist and give it a light squeeze, the soft gesture causing your frantic eyes to meet big, soft and calm yellow ones. ‘He’s not scared’ a pained noise that sounded of war between yourself and your actions would leave your lips as salty tears ran down your cheeks. With a cry you’d throw your hands from his neck and step off of miles sitting yourself in the fetal position. Your cries would fill the room as a sadness you’ve never felt filled your heart. Rocking back and fourth

~~~~~~(Miles POV)~~~~~~~~

Miles would sit up gently placing his large and rough hand to his throat lightly rubbing the surface, your soft and delicate ones had just tried to choke the life from him with. He knew he could’ve easily threw you off of him. But that would’ve made the situation worse. But he could’ve thrown you. He knew you knew that. Shit the whole world knew for all his care. ‘Fucking savage’ he’d think to himself as he remembered the crazed look in your eyes as you sat on top of him.

“Why the fuck are you so bipolar?” Miles would Bark in annoyance as he turned to face you.

No answer

Only you weren’t facing him. You were curled up into a little ball holding yourself rocking back and fourth. This made his ears fall back and his heart fill with a sympathy he didn’t think he’d had. But he quickly pushed the sympathy away.

“So much for the tough guy act prince-“ a heart shattering cry would stop his sentence. And again that sympathy would fill his heart. His cold heart. The heart that should feel no sympathy. The heart of a ‘monster’.

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~~~~~~~~~~(END OF MILES POV)~~~~~

As you rocked back and fourth feeling more alone and vulnerable then you ever had a strong blue arm would wrap it’s way around you and pull you to a firm surface. But it wasn’t just any firm surface it was Miles Chest. Strong and warm. His arms hugged and caged you in his embrace as he sat with you on the floor. Slowly his hand would go to pet your head like he would a dog or a cat. Him touching you should’ve made your gut turn and body flip. But the feeling of his arms around you and his hand in your hair. was the most comforting thing you’d felt all day.

“You’re okay princess… you’re okay..”

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It had been 2 weeks. A week since you had seen miles. And a week since you’d been sent to that chair of death. You’d been here for two weeks. You’d been stuck inside this stupid white room for two weeks. No forst, no ‘Pepe’, no bath, no hunting, no walks, no nothing. You’d been stuck for 2 weeks. You missed your home. And your people. A sigh would leave your lips as you unbraided your hair finishing the last braid. ‘Might as well.’ you’d think to yourself as you ran you fingers through your unbranded hair.

The sound of your door opening would go unnoticed by you, you could’ve cared less for another one of those humans or stupid ‘Jarhead’ dreamwalkers to bring you your food. But these steps sounded different from all the others. Still you keep your eyes on your hair your fingers twiddling between the threads. A tray would be thrown to your side.

“Aw princess, ain’t even happy to see me? You sure know how to break a heart.” Miles would coo as he stood next to you. A smirk ghosting his lips.

Your head would turn to the dreamwalker. You almost smiled. But you fought the expression and forced it down. Miles would bend down getting to your level as best he could. You were much shorter than most na’vi and you sitting down didn’t help with that one bit. Miles would bring a hand to your hair as he ran his fingers through your thick locks a zing ghosting his eyes.

“Your hair looks better like that.” Miles would say in a kind tone. You didn’t answer. “Why so blue sweetheart?” He’d ask devilish smirk crossing his lips at his own comment.

You’d snicker at his comment your ears falling back. In annoyance your turn your head from his not wanting to look at the man that caused so much conflict between your body, mind, heart, and soul. With a finger you’d point at him annoyed

“You. are. not. funny” you’d say giving his arm a slap. As you kept your eyes to the floor. A huff would leave your lips.

“Aw cmon princess, you know you think I’m hilarious” he’d say with a chuckle as he grabbed your chin and forced you to face him. You gave him no struggle as you met his beautiful eyes. And his smile…You were mesmerized by his smile. And he knew that. He always caught you looking at his lips longer than you should have. Longer than anyone that acted as if they hated someone should have. Plus, your body language was far to easy to read.

His fingers would move from your chin to your cheek lightly caressing the soft blue flesh. Slowly you’d lean into his touch, your hand reaching to place yours onto of his as you shut your eyes. He made you feel warm and safe. ‘You cannot’ Hesitantly you’d grab the hand that rested on your cheek and pull it from your face. Shaking your head youd sigh.

“Don’t touch me like that.” You’d say in an almost pathetic tone. “I- I don’t want your disgusting fingers on me!” You’d yap swatting his hand away in annoyance. “I don’t want the fingers of a monster on me.” You’d say eyes burning holes into his.

Again miles ears would fall back at that word.

Miles would scoff, you were an open book. Why’d you try to fight your obvious feeling? He’d raise his hand ready to protest only for you to interrupt him.

“I want to go outside. Please” you’d plead looking into his yellow eyes.

Miles would huff “princess I can’t let you go-“

“Please!” You’d yell “I won’t run away! I’ll sit in one place! Just please, let me go outside.” You’d plead grabbing onto his arm as if that would give you some kind of Leeway. “I can’t, I won’t sit in here for another day. I need to feel the wind on my face and the dirt between my toes…”

“I- ah- Fuck”

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“I don’t see why we’re letting some savage, alien go outside. It doesn’t even deserved to be alive. It’s given us no information what so ever.”

Your eyes would burn holes into the skull of the female dreamwalker before you tattoos covering her arms as she held a huge gun. That word. That word ticked you off. It made your ears tick. If only these people could see that they were the savages and look at what they’d done you’d think as you sat strapped and bound to the seats of the helicopter.

“Cut these restraints and let’s see how good a savage can fight.” You’d say with a hiss your tail wagging and ears perked.

“See? This thing can’t even speak English, it’s useless.” The female would say with a scoff causing the other dreamwalkers around her to laugh.

“Ladies, ladies, you’re both very beautiful. But let’s save this for another day alright?” Miles would say with a pucker of his lips his boot nudging your feet. ‘Odd’ is all you thought at that. Was he trying to comfort you? Miles would lean to whisper into your ear. “If you could teach me that pretty little language of yours I’d appreciate it.” With that he’d grin and give you a wink.

Every time Quaritch grinned you’d have to press your thighs to one another. The feelings he caused your body to go through were so foreign and unwanted.

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~~~~~~~~(Miles POV to)~~~~~~

The chopper would hit the floor, the feeling so old to me a sudden jolt would cause me to look to my right. Her. ‘She really just tried to jump from her restraints huh?’ id think to myself and laugh. Our eyes locked and all I could see and hear was ‘please’ I knew what she wanted. She wanted out. But those eyes, they were so innocent and hopeful a part of me wondered ‘what expression she’d make as she sat on her knees her head between my legs. Her eyes looking up at me innocently as she suc-‘

“Let’s get thing thing over with jeez” Z-dog would say in an annoyed tone cutting my thoughts off.

(Y/N) was still staring at me. I’d sigh as I leaned down slowly Taking the restraints from her blue body. feeling her body soften as the restraints left her. With a smile I’d reach my hand to hers. ‘Will she take it?’ To my surprise and disappointment she’d roll her eyes and look away as she stood up slapping my hand away. Normally Id slap someone or scold them for that but she was different. She was different. As she stepped off the helicopter a sigh of relief would leave her throat, I’d watch her closely, making Sure I caught every expression she made as she inhaled the fresh air for the first time in weeks, or the way she smiled as she wiggled her toes into the grass and dirt. the way her eyes glowed when she took in the Scenery. And the way her tail and ears moved to the emotions of her body. ‘Beautiful’ I’d think to myself as I observed the so called ‘savage’ slowly I’d walk up to her bumping my shoulder into hers in a playful manner.

“Enjoying yourself there princess?” I’d question.

Slowly shed turn around and in that moment I swear to you I saw an angel. The smile that was plastered onto her face as she shook her head up and down and whispered a little ‘yes’ had me feeling like a little boy back in elementary school butterflies filling my stomach. but then that feeling was soon turnt into a gut turning ache. The remembrance of my mission. Take everything from her then get her to love me ‘Stockholm syndrome’ I thought to myself, have her mate with you, have her teach me the ways of the Navi and have her take me to Jake. That mission. Manipulate her. ‘monster’ My heart ached. I hated that word. Especially when it came from her lips. But it was my job, and if it got me to sully so be it.

~~~~~(End of Miles POV)~~~~~~

Your heart would spin as you breathed in the fresh air. The cool grass against the bottoms of your feet. The course dirt between your toes. The breeze flowing against your body. The sound of all the Na’vi creatures and their songs. The rustling of the leaves. A bump to your shoulder would have you looking up to the culprit. ‘Miles’ you’d think to yourself a smile still plastered onto your face.

“Enjoying yourself there princess?” Miles would ask. You’d smile even wider staring into his eyes you saw actually sincerity, care, but then you saw something else. Something else you couldn’t quite catch. It caused something inside you to say ‘run’

Shaking the feeling you’d nodd your head and smile. Looking back to the trees. How easy it would be for you to run and never come back. How easy it would be to get your freedom back. How easy it would be for you to never have to face this dreamwalker again. Netyiri would cross your mind and you’d bite your lip, ‘what if I ran and he found us, and killer her’ your tail would flick hitting against miles calf and boot. You’d take a hasty two steps forward, only to have your shoulders grabbed and yourself turned harshly, Miles pulled you irregularly close to him as he put his face to your ear his warm breath sending tingles down your body.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you princess, my men will shoot you before you can even get to a tree” miles grip on your shoulders was harsh. And his words were full of warning. “And I don’t want to see you go just yet princess.” His cheek would brush against your ear the feeling sensing shivers down your spine your tail beginning to whip like a piece of grass in the wind. Miles would take note of this.

You’d pull you head back to face miles eyes darting to meet his eyes, his yellow orbs already on yours. In a surrendering manner you’d shoot your arms up. “I need to bathe” you’d say in a spit of fury.

Miles ears would shoot back at this. An uneasy laugh escaping his throat. As he shot his head back.

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“Are you almost done princess?” Miles would yap from a tree while he had waited for you to finish cleaning yourself. In annoyance he’d jump down from the branch he rested on and head to the small body of water you were sat in. “I don’t understand, why can’t you just be normal and use the showers back at base? Why the fuck do you have to be so difficult??” Miles would yell. Stopping in his tracks as soon as he saw your bare front, your body bent over as your ringed out the water from your hair. A lump would form in his throat. A big dry lump.

A hiss would leave your mouth as you threw a rock at him. “I can feel you staring!” You’d yell in haste Turing around quickly. You’d take a couple steps getting deeper into the water in an attempt to hide your body ‘What a savage’ you’d think to yourself as you shook your head. Your fingers working to drain the water from your hair as best as possible. Slowly you’d turn around to scold the dreamwalker not satisfied with what you had just said. “You are like a baby! Don’t know what to do! Don’t know How to wait! And you don’t have man-”

and there he was standing not even 3 inches from you. His shirt and vest gone. He stood before you in his pants and boots. Your eyes would rake over his body taking in the view. He was so beautiful. So handsome. So strong. He had bigger muscles than any Na’vi you’d seen. His chest was plump and his shoulders like stone. Your whole body would zing as your eyes trailed every muscle in my body, his V line, his abs, his shoulders, his everything. His V line. Your eyes trailed to his belt and that had your mouth going dry. Miles would smirk. As his eyes fallowed where yours went never leaving them. He wanted to see the expressions you made while you looked At him. He had more respect than to stare at your nude body. He thought it was funny how you were just scolding him for his earlier actions but here you are acting as greedy as ever. And as hypocritical as ever.

“Enjoying the view?” Miles would ask the most cheeky and cocky look plastered onto his face. This caused your eyes to shoot up. An offended gasp leaving your throat as you splashed water into his face. Quickly you’d push past him almost tripping in the water as you tried to keep your head.

“As if! I will never fall for some stupid dreamwalker!” Hastily you’d make your way back to a tree angrily putting your garmets back on.

A growl would cause your ears to perk as a hulking form and strong arms would cage your body to the tree behind you a wet and warm body pressing itself up against yours. Miles would look at you in an almost annoyed but playful way as he licked his tooth and puckered his lips. His tail whipping like a crazed snake in the air.

“Really? That’s funny to me sweetheart. Never say never.” He’d coo as he pressed you to the tree his head tilting slightly. A sinister sister smile crossing his lips. “You know? This cat and mouse game we play, is really getting on my nerves sweet thing.” Miles would grab your wrist and pin it to the tree his eyes still locked onto yours. “I think ya like me princess”

You’d scoff as he looked down on you the water from his face dripping onto yours. He caged you like some silly animal. “I. Would. Never. And I will. Never.” You’d spit back as your ears fell down.

“Okay.” Miles would push himself off of you and the tree reaching for his shirt and vest. Taking his sweet time to put them on.

Embarrassed and angry you sat against the tree for a minute before you took a step and made your way back to the helicopter. Not before miles was next to you again his yellow eyes looking down on you as your stayed forward. His struts prideful and stoic. He knew what he had just done. Again miles would lean down to get to your ear level.

“You know, for someone that claims to hate me so much your pulse seemed to go out of control when I had you against that tree.” Miles would coo giving you another toothy grin.

Your ears would fall back as your eyes turned to meet his the memory of him grabbing your wrist as he pinned you to the tree flashing through your brain. You’d curse at yourself as you hopped onto the helicopter.

‘It’s over. I’m done for’

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AND THATS IT FOR THIS CHAPTER. Are they too short? Or like 🤨 I need to know. Cause yeah. And I know y’all are here for some SMUT but calm your horny little selves down and be patient. It will come at the right time okay? Okay. Thank you. <3 ALSO THANK YA’LL for the support it’s much appreciated. <3

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CHAPTER 6: FIRST LESSONS - BABY STEPS PART 2

CHAPTER 7 : LESSONS FROM A WARRIOR PART 1 SOON

five days have passed since meeting the na'vi mother and learning to be na'vi brought major challenges in their side mission that could take an effort with immense time and patience. the recom's knowledge on the language starts becoming sense with simple words about animals, plants, the anatomy, and greetings were sometimes confusing as hell, but the pain of all.. is forming a complete sentence.

some of the recoms struggle pronunciation with their throat or tongue including and others form a sentence well. it was an on and off lessons between spider and ingyen teaching their assigned students since two is better than one. spider's been asked about what he knows about the culture and forest he grew up in, his eyes light up brighter than any star ingyen seen. there were parts of his stories that were exaggerated for the impression he wants to give off towards the recoms but his mother let him be.

in a distance were miles and ingyen practicing more pronunciation because it was what he struggled, complaining that none of what she tries to explains makes sense. everytime he complained, she hits his forehead with her palm and repeatedly calls him a stupid man.

his ears drop back and his tail moves irritated of the treatment he received than his colleagues. his expectations of becoming close with her is drastically further and further away than he originally thought they were in.

"darling, we're not getting anywhere with this if you keep doing that and i am trying to understand- just it's a pain to even say it right, take pity on me." miles displays his exaggerated hurt expression he tried multiple times on her but it didn't budge her in the slightest.

"you are their leader so you get extra lessons that will benefit your position when you run into another na'vi. if you are trying to learn our ways you have to find whatever is holding you back. it's a struggle within you.. in your memories demon. you have much to learn and that will help you discover what's inside of you that truly wants." she guides his hand over his chest over his heart, holding hers against his as a way to hunt himself.

the hand under hers felt rough but delicate at how tenderly she placed them, looking at him with sincerity. miles takes it as a semi step in their relationship.

something he hasn't ever felt since he was born a few days ago basically. the memories consume his daily routine in reminding himself that he is colonel miles rick quaritch, someone important and valuable to the mission and not some confused man in a na'vi body. at this point he's going with what the rda put him because they know much more in the previous years than he and his soldiers. he just woke up with a burden weighing on his shoulders he'd have to endure.

ingyen takes notice of the silence in timid air they're experiencing so she pulls her hand away which made him kind of missed her touch, "well your na'vi is getting there, you are a skxawng when it comes to creating a sentence. meanwhile we make through the forest, me and seykxel will be teaching how to hunt and herbs that'll be essential in any case of situation."

with a playful scoff to shrug off her change of attitude, "oh come on sweetheart, we were havin' quite a romantic moment."

"quite the opposite what you think of. you are a demon and i am a mother teaching babies learning how to walk. you have the mind of a teenager looking for a mate which is unlikely." nonchalantly tells him every other day he attempts in his failed flirting.

a mate? he wonders when he could bring up the topic someday in their days that come they're adventuring since he's not oblivious what she meant. his curiosity goes where he can gget the chance asking her if she is mated or not so he'd see what else he can use to his advantage other than the kid. the more insite he learns about her and spider's life.. his advancements to find jake sully will be closer.

before she could stand, the demon wanted to know about something that night spider sang the same song she sung on the first night. he was curious at how they could be related.

his hand reaches to grip hers slightly to stop her and she's startled by the contact looking at him with a questionable expression.

are you touching me? her body language said and he took the warning to back off, " sorry sweetheart i wanted to ask you about something, princess? i genuinely want to know.. truly." he says putting his playfulness aside for now.

the woman nods with a calm expression at his serious nature and passes this incident only once to know what was on his mind.

in her perspective, only as few days spent with the demon she learns there's something heavy in his heart and soul that causes him switching personas.

"uh.. it's about this song." he says scratching his head looming over the thought he's had for a days now. "a song?" she tilts her head to the side, quipped curiously.

"i don't know the words but spider was singing it the day before we came to the forest. the lines were about a birth within and thanking eywa." after he explained what he catched on that night, ingyen understood his explanation.

ingyen reaches into her small pouch, grabbing her son's song cord protected in a cloth, decorated beautifully with colored beads by the hands of a loving mother. she gently extends the song cord horizontal to present it properly to the demon, "what seykxel sang that night is a song from his song cord. waytelem. it is what i sing to him every night, what na'vi sing to remember of the story of our lives and with each bead like this one" she points a vibrant green from starting point on the thread, "is what we put at the start of our birth. i put this bead for my son when the great mother guided me to my baby and view it as his birth within me, as he grows i add another that makes his life important. there are other ornaments used such as crystals, bits of bone, and plant material. children's song cords are shorter in length than adults because of their young age but we sing what is close to truth in a different version. "

miles sees the hand made cord with small and big beads showing the significance, listening what she describes a meaning in life here on pandora. it's fascinating that instead of photographing the memories of that person's birth and accomplishment what he remembers in his memories but with songs and the cords.

songs that were sacred to the mother in front of him when she drops her stone cold demeanor for a second and changes back. he smiles at her slight grin staring at spider's cord so he's curious if he reached out to touch it but fought against it, it didn't hurt to ask.

"may i, sweetheart?" his extended hand asking permission. at first she retract her hand to hold it protective of the boy's cord but if she was going to be a positive influence them on the great mother's will, she'd withstand letting him on a hint of the culture with process.

ingyen reaches putting the cord in his large hand and by the way she acted a few seconds ago, his careful touch on the thread and beads that meant so much to put her at ease of his actions.

there wasn't much decorations on it since spider is still a child and still human pushes him back than any na'vi kid.

in his hands it felt nice. he can't imagine the work and love and care out into a wonderful ritual that signifies life of someone. her threads and jewelry represent spider well and has a meaning to how he lived on pandora.

a human child with a na'vi mother.

the wonder floating in his mind on how the child survived for so long among the mother's people and life style to be included in their culture and raised as a fearless kid. his resistance against humans who treated him as a delusional, savage kid and doesn't know the betrayal all those years ago was treated less human.

the humans in bridgehead city treated him far different even if they were the same race. the child was treated a savage and delusional, living a false life of lies because his biological parents died in battle.

they didn't see what miles saw. his blurred memories with his mother. someone who raised him as her own which makes him who is today

this kid is proof of his survival even when he was with the remaining humans on pandora.. this na'vi woman, ingyen, raised him as her own son and loves him and fights an eye for an eye if harm is done against her boy.

the song cord tells his story. a kid more na'vi than the avatars and recoms together.

ingyen's observes his characteristics in the way he held the cord. every touch and glance does something to him she's never seen in anyone.

at home everyone is accustomed with the culture and traditions including the scientists were willing to learn but with this demon taking in her son's cord and gentleness about it felt.. warm. no other avatar took his time in looking over the details and held it like a delicate flower in the palm of their hands.

miles is an interesting being she came across. other than avatars and scientists and her brother jake, she's curious on how he became into this life and who he truly is by the way he shows himself in front of others and times he is conflicted about himself but turn a blind eye.

just by watching him has her decide in showing them deeper into her and her son's way of life to connect and see everything through their eyes. embrace what life lead them here.

looking at how mesmerized he is at seykxel's cord gets her thinking, "i will be making song cords for all of you." miles is bewildered at her statement, "are you sure darling? there ain't much about us we know ever since we woke up."

she flicks his forehead what seemed the billionth time much to his disliking, "does not matter demon because you were born from the skies and the skies brought you here to the forest which eywa can embrace all of her children, you just have to believe what you can do with your new body if you put your heart and soul into the way of the na'vi."

"you like my body princess?" his smirk creeps onto his face and there no hint but a show of disgust on ingyen.

"i mentioned your body because you demons are not used to navigating with that much clothing holding you back. we wear loin clothes and anything we make so it'd be easier to run, hunt, and fly."

miles chuckles shaking his head handing her spider's song cord, "you ain't forcing me into those strings you call clothes lookin' like a joke. i am fine like this."

she shrugs with a whatever face, "suit yourself demon but i do suggest in cutting this part," hers hands moves to demonstrate the length of his pants, "traveling with only your feet helps better grip and agility in your ankles."

"alright cupcake i'll keep your little secret between us." he sends a friendly wink that causes her to push her ears back and tail rapidly move.

she scoffs, "there is no secret and no us, only me and my son. i mentioned your body because it does have a great shape by your shoulders that'll help you in your hunting but your posture is what i'll help you fix. your hands have a nice grip on things that'll be an advantage for you in hand to hand combat but your lower body lacks more muscle. with proper nutrition and work in the time we are stuck with each other, make it count."

she sees how he doesn't pay mind to what she says with his body in a relaxed position leaning on one of his hands. to keep edging the demon into a corner, she thought of a way to encourage him with minor manipulation.

by questioning his abilities and compare him to who he sees competition.

"jake sully didn't see a problem in withstand learning to be na'vi. in fact, he learned quick in a few weeks.. he's inspiring for the men in my village to become good warriors and the women swoon over him even when he is mated with neytiri. oh let me tell you how he helped rescuing my son one-" as she goes to ramble on and see the look on his face but meet an annoyed, bothered demon with his fists clenched.

with her smirk hidden under a stoic one, "what's wrong?"

miles tcks while he stands on his feet staring down at her, "i can do it quicker than sully did."

"really? well he finished his iknimaya in three months, i don't know how you're going to do that in a short amount of time. you have to be serious about it."

the demon smacks his lips with an exaggerated sigh, "i can do it in two months."

she catches her giggles by covering her mouth with her hand, "oh you demons make me laugh. let's make it one and some days, i feel we are going to have a tragedy." she stands on her feet facing face to face even when she a few inches short.

both of them didn't retreat from each other showing who's more dominant in this game of cat and mouse. standing tall and confident in their own skills. ingyen learns the way this new type of demon can improve what the great mother has in store for him that can alter everything in their lives and paths.

"well if, by any chance, make it to complete that ritual before sully you owe me a date sweetheart, without backing out." he suggest of getting the upper hand in developing a mutual relationship.

ingyen already figured out his true intentions just like every man and demon she's confronted but this demon somehow differs from any of them.

but she won't let her guard down showing her wrinkled expression in disgust, "you probably won't survive to accomplish that ridiculous ideal mission."

a finger settles below her chin, raising her head to meet his line of sight, yellow eyes dilate from the intense tension none of them are going to admit and their heart rates changing rapidly, "we'll just have to see and find out princess because i never heard you mentioning a mate."

at the moment, both back down and head back to their camp. there they see the recoms learning more na'vi with spider squatting in front and waving his hands around.

the young boy notices her mom's foot steps and stops what he was teaching them, sending her one of his pure smiles and immediately bolt towards her. he calls out to her like a small child showing his mother a rock he found just for her. ingyen smiles softly to welcome him in her arms. not too far from where she was, appears miles out of the shadows catching spider's attention so to make matters difficult and mildly out of reach, he puts his arms around her neck and jumps in her arms to carry him like a syaksyuk with it's baby.

without hesitation she went along whatever he pleased and spider used his thumb to go over his throat indicates that he'll kill him if anything harms or saddens his mother.

miles rolls his eyes not feeling an inch of threat he's been receiving for the past few days. jealousy over his mother's attention is something he thought he'd never seen from spider.

"good. everyone is here now i can tell you what's next on our lessons."

one by the name of alexander spoke, "what kind of lesson are we getting?"

"lessons that will help you survive on your own in any case of emergency or danger. become fierce warriors for the na'vi after you complete your iknimaya."

zdog raised her hand, "pardon my lady but what is a iknimaya?"

ingyen shakes her head out of kindness that they have no clue about the passage. she'll teach them about the training and hunting and fighting from na'vi and jake's lessons he taught her.

"iknimaya is a rite of passage for young na'vi hunter in order to become a warrior and taronyu.. hunter. this will be a difficult task that little have passed theirs in order to select one another and successfully bond with your ikran. a mountain banshee who will choose you if it attempts to kill you, their future partner."

now it was lyle's turn to ask, "wait a damn minute! you mean the ikran chosen when it wants to kill you! how does that makes sense?"

she chuckles at their sudden reaction that their is more to what she wants to say, "when you make tsaheylu with your ikrans, they will only bond with one na'vi for life and each of you spend time training and learning each other so you'd become close in the beautiful skies above our beloved forest. to build trust."

"yeah the rites of passage are sacred and important for warriors among the tribes. ikrans come in different colors with awesome teeth and as soon they come into contact with your sight they.. attacks!" spider exaggerated on the experience with the laughter he's getting when the recoms flinch. he's witnessed his friends complete theirs and he wishes he can do it.

the mother pats her son then to see how tense they all are.

"but before we can talk further about it; i teach you how we navigate the forest with our hands, feet, bodies, ears, and eyes. they're to be important when you hunt for your own food and water. you will learn to thank the great mother for hunting." she points out and miles butts in, "alright then ladies, gather your weapons we're goin' hunting."

the recoms start grabbing their armed guns and pistols when ingyen holds her bow out to whack the demon's head, he groans holding his throbbing skull, "sweetheart i think you're enjoying this a little too much. what did I do now? you said we were going to learn and you smack me." she hums, "exactly demon but not with your demonic tools, make too much noise and useless in the forest. you'll torture the animal."

"then what the hell are we suppose to use?" she puts her bow and arrows and dagger out to show them the obvious.

"this is what na'vi use to hunt and finish. it'll be more quiet and useful than a loud machine that can scare the prey." ingyen explains bringing out a handful of bows giving them a few arrows, and hand carved daggers she kept in some bush that surprised the recoms.

they didn't know how the hell she crafted them quick within a few day and kept them hidden well but they rather not question. they noticed each dagger is designed its own color and styles that are almost similar to theirs in their pockets. these daggers have their own signature to who holds it represents.such detail and work put into these gems.

miles was the first to get his own bow and analyzing each detail from the woods to the string attached then eyes his own crafted dagger, "this is what were going with?"

she nods, "yes and if you have problem then you can not complete your iknimaya to earn your ikran. if seykxel could, he'd done it less than jake and when you wish to do yours." spider puffs his chest out at his mother's high praise she gives.

"alright darling, how do you suggest we use them since all we used is our demonic machines."

"to use tsko you got to have good posture with correct breathing and your aim requires full concentration. i will show you." she waves them to walk behind her with spider on her back.

with the speed she was going it's difficult for them to catch up as they stepped on rocks, overgrown roots, slippery grass, and plants in their way. they're all out breath which got her smirking because they were all cocky and think some demons can out smart a na'vi woman and her child who loved here all their lives.

they all arrived with tired expressions to an open area where the sun shines through the outline of the trees. around the circle were placed with targets.. small, large, wide, narrow, high above the trees and few in between plants and branches.

she slightly bends down for her son to get off. as spider stood next to his mother, she let out a bird calling out to in the area and in the distance was a long screech. their ears flicker trying to locate the sound when a flying creature flew above them searching which the mother let out another call.

it locates her sound as it dove at a high speed where they were, making them think it was going to attack. they felt vulnerable but the creature spread it's wings to have a swift landing. looking at it closely is an ikran with a rider's seat strapped on it's back and screeches with ingyen offering a piece of meat to her ikran that accepts. she soothes the creature with a smile petting it, "this is tsìlpey. if you want to live, do not look at her in the eye." the recoms were too shocked in seeing one so soon that they averted their sight somewhere else fast before it offended the creature.

ingyen pats her ikran's neck to the chest as she grabbed a bow that was attached offering it to the child, "seykxel." her son saw the bow she brought with her knowing they were going to meet again, "nga tsko ma'itan. fkew tsamsiyu kin sneyä tsamsä'o."

your bow my son. a mighty warrior needs his war weapon.

spider grabs the bow to lay it down before he hugs his mother, appreciating that she brought his gift, "irayo sa'nok." thank you mom.

her smile grew everytime she feels his touch and warmth nature he brings. miles observe their interaction what seemed like a gesture of appreciation since the bow looks rather new without use and what he can understand is the bow of a warrior. it's different from what she showed them hers. there was a probability of earning your own signature to it.

the kid goes back to hold his bow in his hands and sits a nearby rock making a few adjustments to his comfort, "with the bows i made for you, we'll practice on correct posture and aim before you can shoot your arrow that may determine i let you hunt on your own and prove your skills."

"i think we'll get the posture down in no time sweetheart. we're military." miles spoke that caught the recoms to look at him to not push it and spider's wide eyes, side eyeing him like he didn't just hear what he told his mom since they've been seeing how much ingyen punishes the colonel everytime he got something wrong.

she quirks her blue, striped eyebrow while crossing her arms over her chest, "if you are a great demon warrior then show me. you fail, you run around the circle and do it again with what good posture i show."

miles takes the bow off his body and in his hands ready to show her what he's made of. with arms ready to raise at shoulder length with his right hand gripping the string and the other holding the base and placed arrow aiming the tree in front of him. he tries to imagine it with a gun when he locks eyes where he wants to shoot and he lets go. it hurt like hell holding for a few seconds by the texture he felt at his finger tips.

a smack and a tug at his tail burned his rage turning his head a full degree towards the mother. what the hell could he have done wrong this time like his posture wasn't bad? ingyen points her finger where he supposedly shoot but was no where to be seen, "you fail demon. i want you to go run, wait for your turn once your back."

she orders him since he doesn't have a choice, "my posture was at least good. i held the bow how you na'vi do it even if my shot is by a long shot perfect."

"you did not. your arms were low. your gear is in the way checking if you were sucking your stomach in properly and the way you held your bow is on wrong side so you did not do any. now go before your punishment gets worse." with those demands the man groans and starts his one lap.

it's staring to feel like military training all over again.

his team began to snicker when he left just by seeing him give in easily, let alone be a na'vi woman demanding him like a sergeant. they found it amusing and hilarious as spider ran beside him to taunt straight in his face.

ingyen turns her head in their direction and they quit their horse play to focus in avoiding of facing her rath.

"who wants to be next and what do you prefer? i teach or test your skills blindly?"

...

hours and hours of bow training spent the recoms in cardiac arrest, with punishments they faced of any slight error ingyen notices.

you miss a shot.. run.

your posture is in incorrect. smack!

your fingers get cramped. you get cussed out by her.

you didn't raise your arms right.. just pray to the great mother the looks she gives doesn't drop you dead immediately.

it went worse for their colonel. his left hand became more cramped and gained bruises, his body aching has come intolerable for him to move a muscle, his head hurt like bitch from the whacking, and is done being cussed out by her.

the worst is the kid watched the whole thing as soon her back was turned making the situation worse by taunting him.

finally the day full of clouds were adorned by stars in the eclipse, they can rest for another learning experience of the na'vi life. nobody said it was going to be easy but they didn't expect it to be this challenging with learning the language at the same time.

miles spent his few minutes of break on composing himself as quick as can before she comes back from her hunt, "you know you can always quit dude. just tell my mom and she'll see how unteachable you are compared to the others.."

spider appears in his line of sight smiling at watching him suffer at the aftermath, groaning to even consider the thought in quiting.. not when he's close.

"give you the satisfaction? no way i'm doing that. quite frankly i am starting getting used to this and your pretty momma." he spits back to shut him up which works everytime he changes his cocky look to a displeased one.

"don't look at me like that kid, you were poking fun at me."

spider crosses his arms over his chest, "yeah that's funny but mentioning my mom isn't."

miles chuckles at his immaturity thinking that he'll be with her in the slightest.

i mean.. he does find her attractive. her face holds an immense grudge but once her walls are knocked down, she looks beautiful smiling and laughing whenever they mess up. when she's teaching him how to hold a bow, makes him look at her with a fierce personality and a passion for teaching her culture and lifestyle. the colonel only seen a small glimpse of her features.. like her eyes have a nice shade of vibrant yellow, her lips hold a blush of purple that suits her blue skin, her braided hair moving swiftly as she goes, the way she cares for spider in her motherly nature; even if he's human she holds him dear to her heart watching the love she gives to the boy.

the hardcore training is just the tip of the ice berg but with the their training and development on getting to know more of their culture and lifestyle.. he'll be able accomplish his goal soon.

he admits he admired her fierce personality and rude behavior because he's usually not the one receiving orders including punishment. no matter how much he got smacked, yelled, and punished he handled it professionally so he'd investigate on how she acts, the way she speaks, and how she comes off as.

miles dozed off when the snap of the kid's fingers brought him back to his senses as he is now sitting near where he laid.

spider's hesitant on asking the recom about something but in the end, "so you just woke up with the memories of the demon?"

"what?" he turns his attention back to him.

spider sighs, "did you wake up with the memories of that man? like that's all you know about yourself? no memories or anything that makes you different from him?"

the question he made is a good one. is that all he really knows? was he someone before the memories? he's thinking the last time his memories were suddenly input into his system as he suffers the consequence of questioning his identity. there's no recollection of who he was before he woke up. that is until-

those dreams he's had.

miles hasn't developed a head ache for a while now which is odd because they were down right painful.

"i guess no but there were dreams i've had about the forest." he explains as he moves his head to look up the sky.

"the forest? how? when-" spider spoke but got interrupted by him.

"i haven't born or ever been on pandora. i do not know, same thing i'm asking myself kid." miles sighs covering his face with his arm.

they stay in silence with no clue what else to say but spider did the talking again, "these dreams of the forest, what are they about?"

the recom thinks about what he dreamt about since he didn't have time and proper way of coping with such unknown thoughts he can't even mention in reports.

"i was running through the forest basically and that i barely noticed i was bare foot, let alone being in na'vi attire." this caught the boy's attention one hundred percent, "i just realized in it, i could manage a bow and was hunting."

"nah i don't believe dude! you managing a bow when you've sucked the whole day!" spider laughs at his confession loudly to embarrass miles.

miles grunts and sits up beside him, "ha ha ha. laugh it off squirt, have your little laugh off."

the boy wipes his fake tears regaining his composure after awhile, "okay i'm good now. so what else have you dreamt other than false information?"

miles glares at him for a second and places a hand under his chin, "from what i remember is a woman and a child. they were acting like if they were my family or something."

spider looks at him to see if he's lying and making stuff up to sway him into becoming close but there was no such sign.

the recom continues, "i don't know much but it seemed a happy family in my perspective. there are times i do have memories of human quaritch time to time when that dream vanishes but you can say it's a reminder about who i supposedly am. i was basically birth to do this. what do you think it means?"

the way he explained what he truly felt is a strange experience for the young boy to hear when the recom is the embodiment of his biological father. watching and hearing him be vulnerable for a moment pulls his heart string a bit. he sees what miles can't understand himself.

a confused recom born into this world with the memories who he should take revenge upon betray and disloyalty when he doesn't know the purpose of his life. born into someone that he thinks is him but not himself.

spider shrugs now acting mature in this kind of conversation, "to be honest.. i don't even know. i also had stranger dreams of a na'vi man being mated with my mother. i never seen so happy with someone. my mother may know something about these dreams because my grandmother is tsahik, they talk about these kind stuff. i can ask her."

miles nods in accepting the kid to find the information he needs for personal reason aside from finding jake sully's whereabouts. it doesn't hurt to find out what he's been wanting to find out more about himself and what his purpose is from what happened with the glowing jellyfish.

he had an idea to get closer to spider, "hey i've been meaning to ask your mom but i never got the chance since she seems she has it out for me," it earns him a genuine chuckle from the boy and shares a soft smile, "why does she call you say- saylkeyel cay? something along those words, i'm curious if that's your name?"

spider's eyes widen a bit at his question. it was so strange he manage to catch a small detail that as an enemy wouldn't take into account.

maybe- spider thinks maybe this miles quaritch is far different from the stories he's told by the omatikaya and jake.

he doesn't know where to begin, "it is my name. from what my mother told me is when guided by the great mother, an atorkirina led her where i was asleep at hell's gate and she saw me.. my mother basically didn't question her fate or hesitated in becoming a mother to a human child. she hated humans especially at the demon for causing so much pain and nightmares that she couldn't stand none of them when war was over. her hatred and resentment grew more in her heart."

miles listened carefully what can be useful for a future purpose and spider continues, "many thought eywa led her to her doom because of her hatred and spite against sky people but it was the complete opposite. she called me her syawn." the man picked up what it meant, "blessing."

the kid nods with a cute smile that ignites a sentimental sensation inside miles, "in the beginning she didn't like the idea of asking the help of humans to raise me but she decided it was the best she has knowledge on my growth and health that'll be safe for me to grow strong."

"i bet you looked really tiny in her arms." they laugh simultaneously that you see them carefully.. they were identical to a great extent.

ingyen watched afar of her son's interaction with the demon between the large leaves. her skills of hiding in silence helped her witness their alone time to an advantage if the demon was going to take action in manipulating her son.

but she saw for a second how lively seykxel shined brighter than a star when he was asked about himself. no disgust or fear in his entire life radiating off of another being.

"dude i was compared to a an animal called a kangaroo and her joey. the scientist showed me pictures because they thought it was cute on how i cling to her in a prrsmung." he shows how as a baby his mother took him everywhere.

they were like in their own little world that ingyen wished her son had someone to call a father because of her prise to choose someone who accepts her son just the way he is but it cant be him..

truly not in her years she sees the first someone genuinely interested in her son about himself would be a demon who appears as the sky demon but not entirely.

"then when she asked of my name, she disliked it because it wasn't unique and wouldn't have a strong meaning. seykxel is strength.. emotionally and spiritually as she intended on how i will be facing hard ships with the people accepting me as her son and omatikaya." he continues his explanation, "kay is from now in the future that can be combined together. seykxel kay. 'your strength from now in the future'. if your new it's complicated to understand but she chose this name to be meaningful. i guess i never saw that until i felt i would never se my momma again."

spider became vulnerable in front of someone other than his mother and kiri. ingyen never expected him to feel comfortable around the demon in sharing his feeling and thoughts in his life he kept inside long enough that to tell it to him.

miles didn't know how to react or how to respond but he does know this kid never had a father figure that he always wanted and his mother had to fill in the role so he'd be accepted. to the point he is wiping a tear away before it could fall down his face, "but now I have her here with me. she must've felt at a loss when i couldn't go back. thanks by the way for torturing my mother without me," he sarcastically says and quaritch rolls his eyes, "either way we're stuck here with you and planning to kill you at some point."

miles laughs, "you killing me kid? i bet you don't know hand to hand combat."

"hell yeah i can cuz! jake taught me what was taught to me."

"hah! sully learned that shit from me so it is my training. i have to knock in some sense into you brat. see if you are capable landing a punch on me." he nudges him with his elbow, leaning half way to his shoulders.

the young boy pushes with all his strength barely moving the recom sitting stiff. ingyen smiles at their interaction but keeps in mind that he plays mind games to gain what he needs most from them.

for now she'll let her boy be a child that need acceptance from someone who willingly heard him and sees him.

she knows the demon doesn't know the concept of 'i see you' in their culture but she can teach him into becoming someone far different than who he's suppose to be. she just wants to go home with her son away from war, in that case she will try accepting this demon into learning their lifestyle.

ingyen disappears into the woods to not alert their instincts and come back to seem she never heard their conversation.

she is rethinking her mother's words wisely before her son was taken.

"sa'nok i've been experiencing these dreams of a man. a man i do not know or familiar with because nobody here has the exact image. no long hair, small ears, five fingers that are touching me and looking at me with admiration. we act like mates in what i dream and i am frighten by what it'll mean for me and seykxel. what do i do mother? what does it mean?"

mo'at experiences in this kind of field where one dreams of another at where they could possibly meet or their destiny even when they have never met.

her mother knows something is upon her daughter and her grandson. she takes a deep breath before she spoke, "'ite, what is upon you you choose what is right and whatever the path you are lead to, helps you in what you're looking for. what seykxel desires in his life. there's someone waiting for you both."

ingyen now is frantic what got her mother to the conclusion of finding what she was looking for as someone was waiting.

she didn't need anything else other than her child. and this someone she doesn't know, are they looking for them as well?

mo'at continues, "my child. there is someone who changes your life for better or worse it's what you want and decide in accepting this person. in their downfall, mistakes, and sins. whether it be demon or not, it's what the great mother chooses. the sign she gives is what has been waiting to be searched for a long time but there is darkness upon this person. that is all i can say." she pecks her daughter's head and creases her face.

"and if it affects my son. mother i don't what i i'll do if something were to happen to him." she starts to tear up and her lips wobble at imagining her seykxel in any kind of pain.

"then choose how you act on it my daughter. there are mistakes to be made other wise how would the great mother balance the way of life." she explains playing with her hair for comfort.

her mother was right.

how she approaches these challenges and obstacles are the balance eywa measures within us.

if her son choose his own path then it's something she'll accept as a mother.

she can't shake off the idea of the demon being the possible mate she chooses because out all the bachelors to choose from.. it can be the sins of the devil.

all of them were aware of their coincidental dreams but none of them want to go specifically into detail in any case something happens or doesn't. depends on what they chose and how they react to such vivid memories.

...

after some time miles returns with spider bumping into each other like friends to see who's stronger. of course miles was by a long shot knocking him into a couple of plants on the way and left leaves in his hair as evidence at their childish play.

they see ingyen in a distance cutting the animal in focus to prepare the meal correctly. spider runs to her, ready to help in anything she will need.

"oel ngati kameie sa'nok." he motions the greeting and she does it back with her kind smile. i see you mom.

"fyape aynga lu ma'ite? nga tìsop nìltsan?" she questions on his weird, euphoric behavior. how you been my son? your adventure went well?

"säro'a. miles kar oe tsyokx wä' tsukfäru!" he shows a pretend move against nothing in front of him to show off his skills. it was great. miles taught me hand to hand combat skills.

she giggles watching him be a child again with everything going on. nothing can defeat the flame within him.

she tells him she needs a few things in the forest for the meal. he happily obliged to help her in anything possible.

as he made his venture out alone, miles watch him disappear in the depths of the forest, "you think it's fine he goes alone in the forest?"

she scoffs at his worrisome, "he is a mighty warrior. he is my son. i am his mother. this is his home and it's where he belongs. he knows his way around and if he was in any kind of danger i can get there. i found him and you in a day."

miles squats to her level on the ground and reaches a hand out under her chin since she keeps avoiding eye contact, "seems to me you are an overprotective mamas but you give whatever the kid wants, darling."

she hisses a warning, shrugging off his touch, "of course i am. i am his mother."

he sighs knowing he won't get nowhere with how she acts and does his thing again. grabbing her chin gently to move her attention towards him as he gets close to her, face to face.

he knows he's not repulsive when it comes to appearance and is physically fit making him think how can she resists. he has charm to the authority he radiates within him. there's gotta be a way to sway her heart.

"yeah you did found me and him. what else did you find?" his low sultry voice made her heart a bit tingly but disguised it with a blatant look.

"a son of a bitch." ingyen spits back showing off her fangs in a threatening manner.

miles smirks, "bet those little fangs of yours can give me a heck of a bite like your dirty mouth. right, cupcake?"

she slaps it away clearly showing disgust. before she responds her son comes back with the tools his mom needed with a huge smile.

talk about right timing. miles thought looking smuggling towards her.

her eyes tell him that when they're alone.. he's dead meat like the animal she's skinning.

thinking how this woman is the one in his dreams has him question some stuff that are unanswered. just as spider said about a na'vi man mated with his mother.

he wonders in asking her at the right time because she still seems hostile and closed off to goof off a bit but it makes her unique to him.

what do you think your doing boy? use the kid against her?!

huh? who is it? is it the same voice?

seems you forgotten your place as colonel, soldier?

miles is getting the severe head aches once again. his vision starts getting blurry seeing a blurry image of a man. a human.

the human stood there in military attire staring in his direction.

you haven't got soft have you? is this pathetic savage and boy getting you butterflies and rainbows? no!

why are you holding back?!

holding back.. you mean ingyen and spider? i don't know what you mean? who are you?

you are me and i am you. do what you born to do!

it irritated him how much he keeps hearing that voice constantly. like a virus fighting its way to spread through his body. poison him into it's bidding every time he speaks.

are you tormented by memories my child? a soft and influential voice spoke. miles felt torn between everything. the woman and spider. human quaritch's voice and memories torturing his mind.. manipulating. now another figure or something.

ingyen observes how quickly he changed the way he act a second ago. she feels this intense vibe or curse weighing on this demon battling his inner self.

spider felt his mother's aura full of overwhelmed emotions as she carefully watches over the recom, gripping his head with heavy breath, ears pressed back, and tail swaying in anguish.

spider goes to stand in front of him and place his small hand on his arm for comfort. in response, miles looks at him with eyes full of hesitancy, misery, enragement and doubtful expression he can't manage to tell.

ingyen drops her resilience to join her son to condolence the demon. both of their touch slowly decelerates his heart beat and regains his senses but there is still doubt and immense fear in his eyes. it kind of hurts the mother, she goes as far as bringing him into her arms, pulling her son in as well.

she doesn't know why she's doing it for his sake but there's a curse among him that haunts his day to day life. she's noticed his change when he enters into this state.

the three stayed in silent.

miles close his eyes, taking deep breaths to regain his conscious, and does what he can on making the figure of human quaritch disappear for a while.

ingyen somehow thought of petting his head slowly and started to hum of a lullaby her mother sung to her child self.

little one, do not fear

for i am here, just let go

let your worries disappear

you are everything to me

here i stay

release your fears and nightmares

as i cradle you in my arms

close your eyes and take a breath

feel the love and joy i see

i am here to see that precious smile

brighter than the stars

i see you little one

for i am to protect you

daughter of mine

the mother repeats the melody in hopes of calming the demon which in the end actually worked since her son hums along. miles goes to grab onto each hand and rubs their knuckles.

as soon as he recovered he looks at ingyen, thanking her with his eyes. communicating with one look says it all.

spider watches the moment closely how they give each other the look of sincerity displayed. it's different than how they usually show their own character.

his mama never gave someone a gentle, concern expression.. much less a man who's tried flirting with her and teased her on many occasions.

miles was a different story. the young boy witnessed different scenarios when miles acted different than who he met on the first day. one moment he's a colonel doing what he thinks is right and ordered to do. an intelligent bio weapon the humans rely onto completing what they should've in the beginning. a lost na'vi with the memories of the demon haunting him to influence his choices. someone with a resemblance of his biological father who was never there in the beginning, is acting like they were buddies since the beginning.

he's conflicted with the variety of miles in his eyes that he believes there's only one that can determine the truth of miles identity.

just as the emotional moment slowly died in a pregnant silence, ingyen moves her body away from the demon with her son following.

"you seem to have calm down." she says trying to avoid eye contact again, "i have to prepare our food for the night. i will see you with your friends."

ingyen excused herself and walks where her prey was to take back to camp where the other recoms are. miles and spider stay in their silent bubble trying to grasp what has happened.

"are you feeling alright?" spider asks with eccentricity.

miles nods, "yes it's something that stuck ever since so i'm figuring out what's causing this when it's reoccurring for me. i have to report it back at bridgehead city of my condition. bummer delivering the bad news, both of you have to come with us."

the boy whistled a long one rocking side to side, "my momma is not gonna like this one."

the man chuckles, "yeah. you are right in something."

"you gonna tell her now?"

the recom sighs readies himself before he interacts with the na'vi woman, "have to."

eclipse has started to set in the night sky as everyone prepared their bedding on the trees.

ingyen is set to lay down with her boy when the colonel appears behind her, along his presence known.

he fake coughs to catch her attention which she took her time to look back at him, "yes?"

"i need a word with you, sweetheart." he turns where he'll lead her to a secluded area to talk privately. she tilts her to side at his awkwardness but pushed it behind her as she pecks her son's forehead and a whisper prayer.

she smiles fixing his hair and leaves him to rest to talk with the demon. the recoms all watch this happen until they can not be seen and zdog decided to release the tension.

"so how much we betting that one of them falls for the other? i'm putting two hundred colonel does first."

the recoms choked on their last bit of food and with a croaking voice mansk rebuttals, "what the hell are you on about z? we're on a mission and you seem to forget she and the kid are sully's allies."

"yeah but doesn't hurt a little complicated romance waiting to build. the classical forbidden romance. have you seen how the colonel looks at her!"

brown shrugs, "i'm betting four if ingyen turns smitten for him. she may look as if she can't tolerate and wants him dead but there's care in her heart. she told me my balance was off by tilted my arm this way and it worked! she says i am getting there to earn my ikran."

"i'm putting eight hundred if both of them fall at the same time!" lyle states loudly eating his last bit of meat which shocked the recoms at his theory.

"that's certainly impossible wainfleet. it looks like a one sided if we're speaking on facts." mansk rebuttals.

zdog scoffs, "as if you know women. i know my girl better than anybody."

meanwhile the recoms are discussing among themselves on their bets, miles and ingyen reached where it was far from the group.

"look cupcake, i know you're not fond of us or the humans but we're gonna have to take you with us. i have to be checked on and we can't just let you go." miles explains seeing how she didn't take it lightly.

"me and seykxel are not going to that place." she plainly says to get her point across.

miles sighs knowing it's not going to be an easy task in convincing her, "well sweetheart agree to disagree whether you want to or not, you're comin'."

she hisses at him displeased at his response.

"i get who you're trying to protect but it's risky enough spider has a mask with a tracker on it and if you take him, it'll lead us right where your home is," he holds her arms to think straight of what he's saying, "i promise with me around, nobody won't touch you or the kid."

her ears perk up at his offer to keep them out of reach from harm.

"i can not forgive what they done to my boy.. he is a child. why use innocent children to gain what you need?" she gasps in between breaths, rage filling her body to even think they'd use a kid to manipulate the situation.

"i'm asking myself the same thing but i guarantee that you'll be close to where i'm at. just follow what i tell you and everything is fine."

she hesitates, "if they hurt seykxel i will kill all of them. i swear to end you for not holding what you are promising-" miles interrupts her declaration of slaughter on those she calls demons in her eyes, "they won't touch him and you. not a single fingertip doll."

he seemed true to his words by the way he looks at her and in his voice with determination. she doesn't know why in her heart she's going to believe the vivid memories of the very demon who took everything from her and her people.

there's a battle between the now and past. both have a role in her life changing how she acts and how she lives with her life. by seeing this demon telling how her what could be empty promises.. has her thinking differently about him.

her eyes keeping searching for an answer in his manipulation tactics to trust him and give into his sins.

through his eyes... there was only promising.

they only known each other for a couple of days but somewhere along being stuck.. both of them have the impression they'll get along some day that is destined by these dreams.

they for sure want avoiding in and hesitate when the time comes of war because in the end... no one wins.

it'll be their doom if it counts a face off and they have a choice of choosing in their belief and motivation, ingyen saving and defending her home from the sky people's return for her son. as for miles, all he knows is jake sully betrayed the man who's memories engraved in his system and nothing else. he can't acknowledge himself because of the sole purpose of being created as back up in case the humans didn't accomplish what they were sent here for.

they met at a wrong time.

for sure there's nothing they could do about it but live how life is goin right now and prepare for the worst.

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