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tsireyqs · 1 year

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ivy ✧

pairing: jake sully x afab! reader

summary: reader is a gifted healer in the clan, daughter of mo'at and older sister of neytiri. jake knows that she's steadily carving a space for herself in his heart. quick glances and brush of hands almost make him forget that she's promised to another.

a/n: rah! she’s heeeereeee! this one’s a little smutty sooo this part will be 18+ only!! i only really skimmed over this so if you see any mistakes, no you did not.

part one!

“I’m not here to jump your bones if that’s what you’re worried about,” Jake jokes and taps the spot next to him, beckoning you to sit.

You roll your eyes and inch forward. Plopping down next to him, you dip your feet into the pond and twist your fingers into the grass below you. “So,” you say, dragging out the vowel.

“So,” he repeats. Jake nudges his shoulder with yours before he gives you a half smile, “I missed you.”

“I see you everyday.” you crinkle your nose.

“You know what I mean.”

You look at Jake in the corner of her eye and you ignore the burning in your chest. You didn’t know why he still made you so nervous. Perhaps it was because you have barely spoken to him ever since you were engaged. You always wanted to know what he was thinking. What he thinks about now that he’s a whole different world. What he thinks about while you’re apart. What he thinks about as he travels with him. What he thinks about you. If he thinks about you.

After your friendship with him dwindled over the few months, you had wondered if he held any resentment towards you. Now that it was just you and him, sitting and listening to the sounds of the forest, you couldn’t help the queasiness that crept up in your tummy.

Jake drew his lower lip between his teeth. You notice his pointed ears droop down and his mouth open as if he was going to say something. But you beat him to it, “Surprised Ninat actually let you out of her sight.” you tease.

He shook his head, “We’re not… like that.”

You twist the grass in between your fingers, each blade tickling your palm as you give him a sideways glance, “So you’re friends?”

“I guess,” Jake shrugs, the corner of his mouth quirking up into a smirk. “What’s got you so interested?”

“My sister told me Ninat is rather fond of you,” you tsk. Leaning back on your hands, you tilt your head to him. “Shocked how you couldn’t notice.”

“Maybe I was too distracted with something else,”

You purse your lips. “Like what?”

“Like you.” His voice is light, shifting in his spot to sit closer to you.

“Right.” You tip your head back, listening to the wind whistle around you as you bask in the moonlight and your eyes flutter shut, “Poor girl, Ninat, seems like you’re egging her on, don’t you think?”

“Y/N,”

“Jake.”

He deflates, his ears pin against the thick of his hair and a huff escapes his lips, “You said we could talk”

“We are talking, are we not?” You retort, peeking an eye open.

“You’re frustrating.” he rolls his eyes, “Does Awtu know you’re here?”

“Does Ninat?” you counter.

“Like I said we’re not-”

“He thinks I’m with Neytiri.” you interrupt. Sitting up straighter now, your tail flicks behind you aggressively. “Wonder what he would think if he found us out… he’d probably burn this whole forest to the ground.”

“Us,” he repeats. “Is there an us?”

Your eyes narrow and frustration bubbles up in your chest. “You tell me.”

An all too familiar wrinkle made its way in between your brows and Jake fought the urge to rub it away. With a clenched jaw, his eyes bore into yours, “You’re the one that’s engaged here,”

“Only because you were too much of a coward to ask me first.”

Jake’s shoulders drop, his tail gently taps behind him. Twisting his body, now sitting directly in front of you, his knees brushing against yours as his mind scrambles. The very tips of his fingers trail over the stripes of your thigh and he catches your hand in his.

The new silence makes you dizzy and your stomach turns as he holds his five fingered hand flat against your four. You eye the way his fingers lay flush against yours and suddenly, you’re hyper aware of your differences. Tugging your hand away before Jake grasps your wrist, guiding you to his chest and you are frozen. His movements were so gentle, yet you didn’t dare to meet his eyes. Your heart thumps rapidly in your chest, your tail anxiously swishing behind you.

He takes two of your fingers, dragging them across the scar that taints the skin of his collarbone and you’re reminded of your stolen moments months ago. Your cheeks flush a magenta hue and your eyes are fixed on the scar.

Jake releases your hand, but your fingers linger and his heart pangs in his chest. He had never seen you look so vulnerable. The mighty daughter of Tsahik, the one who commanded every room with such bravery. The one who walks with her head high and speaks with her words firm. Beneath the rigid exterior, she was all just a girl. A girl who carried the Clan and duties so closely to her heart.

He lets his eyes flutter shut as he takes in the feeling of your fingers against skin, his chest raising and falling with a huff, “I wanted to kiss you then,” his voice was just above a whisper.

You lean forward instinctively before your forehead presses against Jake’s, “You should have,” you trail, your breath is hot on his lips as you speak, “Only then?”

“Not only then. Now, too.” Jake shakes his head, his nose brushing against yours.

“I fear that,” your lashes tickle Jake’s cheeks as your eyes slide shut, your lips ghost the corner of his mouth and you sigh. “I fear that if we decide to press on with this, I won’t be able to stop,”

His hand holds yours flat against his chest, your ears fluttering as you feel his heart thump rapidly beneath your palm. “You feel that?” he whispers, “It beats for you.”

Your thumb rubs into his skin. The combination of his hand on yours and the close proximity made you feel like you were floating, heat burning deep within your chest and his words echoes in your ears.

“I have a duty to fulfill, I am the future of our Clan. If I am unable to live up to my own potential, then the years I have dedicated connecting to our Great Mother means nothing. And with that, I am nothing-- a burden amongst the people.”

Jake’s hands travel to cup your cheeks and forces you to look at him, “Every burden that plagues your heart and every worry that clouds your mind, let me help you carry it. You’re it for me, even if our fates were not meant to cross. When we’re here, just you and me, I’m yours. Even every moment after, my heart is yours.” he presses a kiss to your nose, “It always will be.”

“I’m sorry it has to be this way,” you say, kissing his thumb as it swipes over your lips.

He traces your cheekbone softly, moving some locks that had fallen into your face and he looks at you carefully. Jake could feel you melting under the contact. Then, he hooks your chin and presses a kiss to your lips, “As long as I have you now.”

The kiss was delicate, light enough for you to pull back if you wanted to. But you sought comfort in it, your ears slump back and your heart jumps. You didn’t hesitate to press firmer into his lips, your smaller hands holding his face in place.

Every emotion bundled over the months is poured into the kiss. Jake’s arms wrap around your waist securely, pressing you flush against him as you hand travels down, mapping out the expanse of his skin. Your tail coils around his waist when he takes your lower lip between his teeth.

His hands are firm on the small of your back as he gently guides you to lay on the patch of grass beneath you. And it was only then he decided to break the kiss, his lips gliding down your hot skin as he peppers kisses. He holds you down by your hips to keep you from squirming while his tongue traces your physique, taking his time appreciate this moment with you.

You weave your fingers through his hair as your other hand guides him to the straps of your top. He hooked a finger into fabric, slowly discarding it from your body and his eyes burn into your exposed chest. A content smile plays on your lips as he cups them, squeezing just light enough to rouse a reaction out of you.

Jake rolls your nipple under his tongue and smiles against your chest when your legs squeeze his hips. His mouth travels lower, nipping gently-- careful enough to not leave any marks. Making his way down your abdomen, his teeth pulls the fabric of your loincloth down your legs and his mouth salivates at the sight of your bare cunt. His lips ghosts a kiss over your puffy clit before his tongue trails to collect the wetness coating your inner thighs.

A soft sigh leaves your lips and you pull at his hair, “Not now, need to feel you, please.” you whine, gently tugging him from between your legs.

“I finally have you to myself, let me take my time with you,” Jake tsks, leaving sloppy kisses down your thigh.

You huff, hooking your leg over his torso before you flip him over. His eyes widen as you do so and his hands grips your hips to keep you steady on his lap. A rattling moan leaves his throat as your wet cunt drags against his clothed cock, his brows pinching together and he throws his head back, “Fuck.”

You rock your hips against him, breathy pants fall out of your lips and you flatten your hands against his chest for leverage. You feel him clutch at your hips gently guiding you back and forth, your legs squeezing him involuntarily when you feel his cock pulse between your folds.

Fingering at the hem of his loincloth, you pull it from his body, “Off, need this off now.” He nods in response, lifting his hips to help you tug the fabric down his legs. You choke on a breath as he exposes himself to you and you bring his hand up to your mouth, pressing a kiss to his palm, “So pretty,” you whisper, your hips never stilling over his cock.

His thumb swipes over your bottom lip, gently parting them as he dips it into your mouth. Your cheeks hollow as you suck around his thumb and he smiles up at you, his fangs peering over his lips, “Says you.”

You giggle, placing a final kiss to his hand. Carefully, you use a hand to guide him to your entrance and your eyes flicker up to him, wordlessly asking if he was sure. He looks up at you through the haze, eyes lidded and pupils clouded with lust, Jake nods and his hip buck up.

Sinking down on his length, you hiss at the stretch and your nails dig into his chest. Jake rubs up and down soothingly over the curve of your waist, allowing you to adjust to the size when you were fully seated on him; his cock as deep as he could go.

Your warm cunt evades his senses and he rolls his hips in pleasure, his canines digging into his bottom lip. His eyes burns a trail over your body, watching how you react to him. The moonlight hits your features so perfectly in this moment, he burns the image into his mind because he doesn’t know when he’ll see you like this next.

His hand kneads your fleshy hips, his fingers dance over your skin before he rolls your clit gently with his thumb. A breath hitches in Jake’s throat when you suddenly slam your hips against him and he groans shamelessly. Never disconnecting from you, he gently rolls you over so he’s on top of you now. His fingers tangle with yours as he peppers delicate kisses to your cheeks, his arms caging your head.

His pace is taut but languid, allowing himself to worship you at his own leisure. The pretty cries that escapes your lips only encourages him, and his mouth finds yours to press kisses to your yearning lips.

Your arms hook under his and your hands cradle the back of his head while he kisses you. Legs tightening around his waist as his cock prods at the spot in your pussy that sent you into a daze and he swallows your moans. You arch up into him and he hooks his arm around your back, the new angle makes you putty in his hold.

The kiss turns sloppy when he feels you clench around him and he rasps out a moan of your name against your lips, “Can feel you getting close, sweetheart. You can cum whenever you want.” he mewls.

The warmth in your tummy overwhelms you, writhing and babbling as you finally feel your orgasm wash over you. Your nails sink into his muscled back as he fucks you through your high and you swore you were seeing stars.

Jake quickly pulls out of you when he feels the coil of pleasure unwind and he hunches over you, his hand pumping his cock with quick, sticky sounds. He leans down to kiss you again, rubbing the head of his length into your sensitive clit and he swallows your cries from the overstimulation.

He cums in heavy, lurching twitches across your tummy and it spills over his fist. A groan rips out of his throat as his body shakes and you litter kisses into his shoulder, your fingers rubbing soothing circles into his back.

When you finally regain your breath, Jake rolls onto his side and pulls you into him. His heart beat seemed to mirror your own as you nuzzle your face into his chest, your lips kissing every scar and every scratch that tainted his skin. He gently grabs hold of your face, placing a fragile kiss to your lips and he smiles against you when he feels your fingers trace the stripes on his sides.

In this moment, it was just you and him in the only place where he could selfishly, lavishly and truly call you his.

a/n: sauuur i queued this while i’m away at work again so prob won’t see any notifs until i get get hooooome but! i hope y’all liked it was much as i did! this little two part story have been like my babie fr

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“i’m not here to jump your bones” lying ass bitch LMAO

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ludoka · 4 months

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So.... What would happen if SOMEONE decided to rewrite Freaky Fusion but eliminated the fusions, left the plot of the hybrids and the time travel plot?

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The fic would begin by introducing the hybrids and the students' reaction to them. Cleo and (I think it was her?) Draculaura would give the same comments as in the movie. But here the hybrids already established in the series would not be ignored. Lagoona would talk about how she herself is a hybrid. What's more, we could even add that she is the fruit of a freshwater Nymph and a sea monster.(I just made this up while writing. I have no idea if it's canon or not but I like it.) Your intervention in the conversation could leave the atmosphere a little tense. Frankie tries to lighten the mood by insisting her friends go to class.

In another part of the school, Deuce and Jackson are in the former's locker talking about the same topic. Or rather, Deuce is nervous and frustrated by how everyone is reacting to the hybrids. While Jackson doesn't care too much. He has already had his conflict with the students regarding what he is. You already know this is temporary until the novelty of the matter cools down. This resolution does not reassure the gorgon at all. In fact, it frustrates him enough to vocalize his concerns. The whole topic was really making him very uncomfortable. On a good day, he's already having trouble coping with the fact that he's a hybrid. This only makes you feel worse. To the point of being terrified that other monsters will know what he really is. Jackson tries to console him but the bell at the beginning of his first class forces them to cut the conversation short.

What they didn't know is that a certain gossiping ghost, who was collecting information for his blog, was listening to them.

The first class is Dead Languages with Professor Rotter. Class is pretty boring today. Which causes some students to become distracted and murmur among themselves. Cleo is one of them and tries to talk to Deuce (who is more in the clouds than on earth)One of the topics he brings up is about hybrids, which he immediately realizes is the wrong topic to talk about. Since she sees how her boyfriend tenses very visibly. Which makes her remember that she's been on thin ice ever since she almost got her boyfriend's best friend killed just because of her pride. Said friends... It is also a hybrid. Cleo is seriously thinking about asking Frankie to sew her mouth shut so she doesn't screw up again. (I'm thinking about placing this after my own version of Ghoul Rules. I feel it is appropriate. It seems like he's been building up these nerves since before this day. It's more ✨ dramatic ✨)

The rest of the class passes without pain or glory. Only at the end does Rotter remind his students that in the last period of school they have to present their family tree work. (because I don't remember how the homework they were given in the movie was written)And he points out that Frankie will be the first to speak.

A stressed Deuce is the first to leave the classroom, closely followed by a worried Cleo. She is a couple of steps behind him. Thinking about how to talk about whatever is bothering the gorgon. Just when you think you've finally found the words, a mass notification from Spectra's blog catches your attention. She is about to ignore it but when she saw how the students began to stare in her direction, she decided to quickly check just in case. The title leaves her baffled. "Deuce Gorgon, the most handsome cool boy in school, is a hybrid?" That was the huge title that headed the blog. Cleo looks up with the mission of searching for answers but notices how terribly pale Deuce is while looking at his cell phone. She catches his attention. He looks at her scared. In fact, Deuce becomes hyper aware of his surroundings. He notices how everyone is looking at him and starting to whisper around him. This sends him into a spiral of panic and he ends up escaping the scene. It ends somewhere in the school, near the indoor pool. That's where Lagoona finds him. Deuce realizes that she is not alone. She is accompanied by Sirena von Boo and Neighthan Rot. When he asks about them, Lagoona tells him that she became friends with Sirena in their previous class. They saw him run out of the hallway and read the blog. Lagoona and Sirena went to look for him, they ran into Neightan and he joined the search. (mainly because Avea and Bonita were still in class)

This is where I cut the explanatory text and give the concise points of this particular plot:

The plot itself has the hybrids talking about feelings and experiences. Trying to help each other in all this sea of rumors and staring. Mainly by comforting Deuce and letting him open up to them.

There would be some scene with Draculaura and Clawd talking about their relationship. The topic of vampire biology would be touched upon a little. How they age and mature slower than other deadly monsters.

I would also have Deuce and Cleo talking about this matter.

Also the reaction of the students, encouraged in a negative way by Toralei, towards Deuce and his "deception".

In general: Lots of feelings, heavy conversations and ✨drama✨

Now you will ask yourself: Where is the time travel plot in all this? Good. Let's go back to the moment of Rotter pointing at Frankie.

After watching the teacher leave the classroom, Frankie lies down on his table and writhes in his misery. Robecca and Ghoulia who were by her side comfort her and ask her what's wrong. She explains that she has nothing useful to expose. His parents avoided the topic of family too much and gave him nothing to work with. So you're probably going to fail the class. Invisibilly appears (because he is another gossiper) and comments that he also goes through the same thing. His father isn't the most talkative when it comes to whatever turned him into a monster. Billy has a suspicion that it was an experiment gone wrong but he has no idea. He believes his father is looking to take the secret to the grave. Here Jackson Jekyll joins the conversation. (because in this school the concept of "private conversation" does not exist) Jackson comments that if there is a family that loves to keep secrets, it is the Jekyll family. It was easier for him to help Heath by putting together the family tree of his elemental family, than it was for Holt to find SOMETHING about his mother's family. They know that their great-grandfather is the one who started the whole Hyde thing but they don't know anything else. Not even what year his grandfather was born or how his great-grandfather Henry Jekyll and his great-grandmother met. It all seems like a big secret that no one should know about.

As he listens to them complain, Robecca has an idea. His father, before he disappeared, was a lover of science in general. He lived many years collecting information, meeting other scientists and doing his own experiments. She suggests they look for something in her father's workshop. Hopefully, they can find something regarding the Stein or Jekyll family. (Robecca apologizes to Billy for not being able to find a solution to his problem but he rejects her. He doesn't care much) Ghoulia was going to say something regarding work but after watching Deuce and Cleo leave the room, she decided that it was easier to help this group with their homework.

This is how Robecca, Frankie, Ghoulia, Billy and Jackson go to the Hexiciah Steam workshop.

While there, they don't find much. At least until Billy stumbles upon plans for a time machine. This draws the attention of the rest. Robecca takes a look at the plans and searches the workshop if there is something similar there. And, indeed, it was a large machine that was in the middle of the room. As they examine the machine, Billy comments that it would be great to test if the thing works and use it to do his homework. That makes them pause and contemplate the idea. The first to be against it is Ghoulia. She doesn't think it's very smart to mess with the timeline just for a school project. Frankie and Jackson support her. But Jackson also comments on how MAYBE if they didn't interact with anyone and were just there to watch, they wouldn't actually be doing anything. It also suggests it could be a good thing for Robecca. After all, it's the most direct way he can find clues to his father's whereabouts. This raises the robot's hopes. Ghoulia is still against it but after seeing her friends' hopeful looks, she decides that MAYBE it's not such a bad idea. As long as the necessary measures are taken. The girls and boys celebrate this beforehand and look for anything about the operation of the machine. They discover that for the machine to work and there to be a way to return, someone needs to be in the current era. Monitoring travelers through bracelets that serve as trackers and controls that allow them to travel by time and place. Ghoulia and Jackson note that there is a very specific way these bracelets work but decide to find out later. Since this was just a round trip to see if the machine worked in the first place. So with everything prepared Robecca, Frankie, Jackson and Billy get ready for the test trip. Ghoulia gives them the go-ahead and turns on the machine. The quartet enters the machine and goes to a year not too distant, just to try it out. More specifically 1950's New Salem.

In fact, the machine works! After watching a bit, the four try to go back to their time to tell the zombie. But can not. No matter how hard they try, the bracelets don't send them back to their time. In reality, it sends them randomly to other places and times. They panic a little (A LOT).

Currently, Ghoulia is worse. The disused machine was broken enough that it had imperfections that none of them noticed. So now the machine was causing fluctuations in time itself. Making time go slower or faster randomly. This is also causing beasts and animals from different places and times to appear today. Not to mention that, for some reason, his friends can't come back. So it's up to Ghoulia Yelps to fix the time machine, prevent the timeline from being destroyed, send the beasts and animals where they belong, and bring his friends back. It's... A pretty normal Monday, if Ghoulia is allowed to comment.

So this subplot has:

Jackson, Robecca, Billy and Frankie traveling through time. Uncovering family secrets and finding clues to the whereabouts of Hexiciah Steam.

To them trying to survive times that they only read about in books, saw in movies or paintings.

And Ghoulia saving the day behind the scenes.

Yes... A standard Monday.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading. I hope you have a happy new year and I wish you the best of luck in meeting your new year goals. 🎆❤️✨🎆