#avatar nor smut

[mj2606k]

Titty Fucking

Kinkmas Day 2

Pairing: Nor x fem!Na’vi!reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞, breast play (obviously), oral (m & fem receiving), light praise, fingering

A/N: The FoP Na’vi boys honestly have me weak, love them all

Summary: Nor wants to try out something with his new mate that he learned from the humans.

Taglist: @teyamshuman

Nor was sat behind his mate as she worked to finish making a new bow for him. As his mate made the finishing touches, adding the little engravings he had said he'd wanted in the bow, Nor watched her intently, his arms wrapped loosely around her waist and his tail flicking calmly against one of her thighs. The small hearth in their kelku (home) cast a warm glow over her features, making her golden eyes shine and her curves more prominent as he raked his eyes over her. Feeling his mouth go dry, Nor licked his lips before opening his mouth to say something, hesitating for a moment until she glanced over at him, offering a soft smile that encouraged him to speak.

"Yawne (love), I was thinking.. and I want to try something new," He murmured softly, pressing soft kisses along her shoulder and then up the length of her neck as she leaned her head fo the side to allow him access. "Oe yune, ma tìyawn. (I'm listening, my beloved.)" She responded softly, a small smile on her face as he continued kissing at her. Nor paused his actions after a few more seconds, reaching up slightly to gently tug at some of the dangling beads on her chest covering, resting his chin on her shoulder to look down at her chest.

Noticing his line of sight, his mate turned her head slightly to look at him, chuckling quietly when he sheepishly met her gaze, his cheeks purpling slowly. "I.. it's um, a human thing. It involves my.." he paused for a moment, trying to think of the right Na'vi word for it, but then his mate pressed her hips back against him and he let out a soft groan as her actions made his cock twitch beneath his tewng, "..yes, that, and your heyr (chest)." He watched anxiously as she thought over his proposal, visibly curious as she hesitantly nodded.

Nor smiled softly and returned to kissing her neck and shoulders, occasionally nipping or sucking little hickeys to paint her skin. His mate quickly but carefully finished the bow before setting it aside, standing and quickly pulling him to his feet and over to their shared sleeping hammock. She turned to kiss him softly, his hands gently cupping her cheeks as he deepened the kiss.

Considering Nor was already worked up, it didn't take long for the two of them to begin grinding together, one of his mate's thighs hooked up over his hip where he held it carefully while he sucked more marks into her skin. She had discarded her chest covering and tewng a few minutes ago, and he was quick to trail his kisses down to her chest, sucking a nipple into his mouth while his free hand massaged her other breast.

Soft moans slipped from her as he pinched and massaged her, leaving soft bites across both her breasts. After a while he lifted his head back up to kiss her properly again, her arms wrapping loosely around his neck to keep him close. He gently let her leg down and carefully backed her up until she laid on her back in the hammock with her legs hanging off the side, and he dropped to his knees.

Nor left kisses and gentle bites along her inner thighs as he carefully pulled off her tewng, groaning quietly at the sight of her slick cunt before he spread her legs properly, slotting his head and shoulders between them to keep them spread. He lifted one hand and gently ran two fingers through her folds, cooing quietly when she let out a needy whine. "Ye'rìn, yawne... Eywa, nga fìtxan mei. (Soon, love... Eywa, you're so wet.)" Nor mumbled against her thigh, his head resting there as he watched the way her entrance clenched around nothing.

He leaned in and sucked her clit into his mouth, suckling gently while slowly pressing his two fingers inside her, both of them moaning quietly from how eagerly her cunt sucked his digits in. Nor gently prodded around inside her until he found the small spongey spot that had her keening above him and her hands tangling in his braids, a small smirk coming to his face.

He began insistently thrusting his fingers against that same spot, sucking more intensely on her clit as she whimpered before gently pulling his hair, her hold keeping him in place as she occasionally bucked her hips against his mouth. It took him little to no time to have her nearly riding his face from his spot kneeling between her legs, her thighs quaking as he grabbed her hips to help her move. "Tstu si, tìyawn, oe tstu si! (Close, love, I'm close!)" she gasped out the words in between moans, accidentally tugging a bit too hard on his braids and he let out a growl into her cunt, the vibrations against her clit and the sound being just enough to send her over the edge.

Nor groaned as she came, eagerly licking up her juices, careful to avoid her clit as she starts whining quietly in overstimulation, gently pushing at his head. Despite her attempts to push him away, he continues to gently lick her clean until he's satisfied, finally pulling away from between her legs and panting softly as he climbs up onto the hammock to straddle her, his own tewng long abandoned.

The pair makes eye contact and smile softly, Nor's mate gently pulling him down to connect their lips and purring quietly as she tastes herself on him. They kiss softly for a few moments while Nor regains his breath and his mate comes down from her high, then she notices his still hard cock bobbing against his stomach and reaches out to stroke him slowly. The sudden friction on his neglected cock forces a choked moan out of him, breaking their kiss to watch her as she continues stroking him, a soft whimper leaving him as she twists her fist around his purpling tip, pre-cum already dripping from it.

Nor almost loses himself as she pleasures him until he remembers what he wanted to try, gently pulling at her wrist as he mumbles out hurriedly, "S-stop, rutxe ftang (please stop)." She lets go of him quickly, looking up at him slightly concerned, "What is wrong? Did I hurt you?" Nor shakes his head, panting softly as his cock twitches against her stomach where it now rests, "N-no.. nìhawng tstu si (too close)." She nods in understanding, slowly remembering what he had told her about earlier.

His mate gently urges him up her torso and he goes willingly, a soft smile coming to his face as she understands what he wants and gently places his cock between her breasts. Nor smiles and carefully adjusts his position before beginning to slowly thrust against her skin, whimpering softly when she presses her breasts together to create a small channel for him to thrust into. "Srane, yawne... irayo (yes, love... thank you), making me feel so good.." he mumbles down to her as he watches the tip of his cock disappear then reappear at the top of her breasts.

As he thrusts between her breasts, Nor's mate leans her head down just a bit to lick the tip of his cock every time it emerges from the top of her breasts. He moans softly as his thrusts speed up, the added stimulation driving him crazy as he feels himself quickly nearing his peak. "F-fuck, baby, you feel so good..." Nor's praise makes her heartbeat thrum in her ears and she eagerly leans down a bit more, opening her mouth until he's half fucking her breasts half fucking her throat, his cock twitching and pre-cum almost pouring from his tip in a near-constant drip.

His mate eagerly sucks him into her mouth every time his cock emerges from between her breasts and he groans rather loudly as he sloppily thrusts a few more times before pulling out of her mouth and spilling his cum across her chest. She's panting quietly, her hand busy between her thighs as her breasts rise and fall with each breath, her eyes locked onto his face. Nor smiles down at her, admiring how the stark white contrasts against the deep blue of her skin, whispering to himself, "Ma narlor muntxa.. (My beautiful mate..)”

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[neteyamsyawntu]

Avatar Headcanonsˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Sucking off the A:FOP men

WARNINGS: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, oral male receiving, vulgar language, dirty talk, slight p in v, slight corruption, smut

NOTE- These are my own personal headcanons, everyone is free to their own opinions🌿

So’lek:

So’lek would return to the resistance after nearly a month of being away hunting down members of the RDA using the rosters you had traded him. 

You wouldn’t even give him the chance to properly adjust to being back with the resistance, pulling him away from any intruding gazes, having been so needy without him around, but he doesn’t mind. So’lek is just as desperate to feel you all over.

While his usual go-to is finding solace between your thighs, lapping at your needy little cunt to relieve his stress, you wanted to try something different this time.

Once you are in a private area, your caught in the most passionate, knee buckling kiss. His own desperation palpable on your tongue. 

Grunting against your lips, So���lek’s hands wander your body, groping and squeezing your curves until they travel down to your tewng, skillful fingers quickly begin untying the straps, oh so ready to indulge in your sweetness.

“No… let me.” You stop him, breaking away from the kiss and halting his hands with your own. He is confused, but settles his hands on your hips as you reach behind his lower back, giving you every ounce of his trust while you return the favor, letting his utility belt and tewng drop to his feet.

His confused expression shifts to one of pure longing, releasing a sighed out growl as he watches you lower yourself to your knees in front of him. 

Your eyes feign innocence, wide like that of a viperwolf pup, you hold his full attention as you stick out your tongue, dragging it up the underside of his shaft, starting at the base and moving agonizingly slow to his tip. 

So’lek’s jaw flexes and his fangs come out of hiding as his face scrunches in a silent snarl, mustering a raspy, “Ahh…” before sucking in a lung full of air to steady himself

“Do not tease, Sarentu…” he warns, grasping a handful of your hair at the base of your scalp, yet of course being careful of your kuru. 

When you finally take him into your mouth, he has to stop himself from closing his eyes as a heavy sigh leaves his lips. This is exactly what he needed, to allow himself to be taken care of.

So’lek refuses to take his eyes off of you for even a second, watching his cock disappear down your throat only for it to reappear as you bob your head purposefully. 

When your eyes drift closed, even if just for a moment to help your focus, a harsh tug at the roots of your hair makes you whimper around his cock, triggering a deep moan from your lover. His eyes stay sharp and assertive as he orders, “Keep your eyes on me, paskalin.”.

And of course you do. How could you disobey when it brought him so much pleasure? Witnessing as your movements become sloppy, your jaw straining to stay open, a mix of drool and precum that had been pooling in your mouth now dripping down your chin, while your eyes become glossy with threatening tears and oh fuck did it drive him wild. His cock throbbing at the sight, fingers tightening in your hair, yet he doesn’t pull. He wouldn’t dare mistreat you when you’re treating him so well. Just silently making sure you stay exactly where he wants you.

His moans are hot and heavy, deep and gravely. His tone almost making it seem like they were vibrating through his body. 

The closer he gets to his climax, the more his moans and groans shift into hungry growls, his muzzle flexing into a harsh snarl from its relaxed open mouth state.

“Take all of it, paskalin. I do not want to see a single drop go to waste.” He grunts taking the lead in thrusting down your throat as your head stills.

When his load spills into your mouth and he withdraws himself from its warmth, an almost bewildered look befalls him as he admires your vigor. 

Your own expression is one of exhaustion, yet you are satisfied that you were able to please him.

So’lek’s thumb draws across your slightly swollen lips before dragging your lower one downward, feeling as life twitches into his cock once again as you show zero hesitation in kissing the digit and taking it into your mouth as well. 

“Ma’ parul(my miracle)… I will spend my life repaying the great mother for gifting you to me. Now on your back… I am not through with you yet, Sarentu.”

Eetu:

Similar to So’lek, Eetu loves to watch you suck him off. The only difference being he loves to tease you just as much.

“Hah..Does it feel good? Having my cock in your mouth? You look like you enjoy it. Your lips look so good wrapped around me, syulang…”

His hand would repeatedly rake through your hair, practically massaging your head, prompting you to moan on his cock, which of course makes his eyes roll back in his head every time. 

The moment you hollow your cheeks for him, it’s an immediate game changer. His eyes initially go wide before shutting tightly, just utterly savoring the feeling of your warm mouth sucking so tentatively on his dick.

His tail whips behind him in excitement, hips instinctively begin bucking to meet your mouth, a cocky smirk growing on his lips when the sounds of your gagging reaches his ears.

“Sìltsan ‘eve(good girl)… mmn- sucking me so well. Ma’ sevin ‘eve(my pretty girl).” He’d purrs, massaging your scalp with more pressure. 

Eetu’s voice becomes breathy as he reaches his climax, palms becoming clammy, forehead beading as his cool and smug exterior melts into putty before you. The perfect opportunity for you to take the power back, grasping his hips and pressing your nose firmly against his pelvis, causing him to choke back a gasp. 

“Wiya amhul-!(damn woman!) Haah ahh~. That’s it.. ohh don’t stop, syulang.” He moans, trying oh so desperately to stop his knees from giving out as he comes undone.

Nor:

The moment you position yourself between Nor’s thighs, his brows scrunch in confusion, yet when you begin peppering his throbbing shaft with gentle kisses, his heart almost stops as adrenaline courses through his veins.

His eyebrows rise in lustful astonishment the moment you take him into your mouth, a breathy moan rolling off of his tongue. 

Nor leans back onto his palm, taking in the view of you deep throating his cock so masterfully. His other hand can’t help, but caress your face lovingly. His knuckles skimming against your cheek.

“I’d ask where you learned to do such a thing… but ohh- great mother I don’t want you to stop.” He huffs, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as his words motivate you to move a bit more confidently.

The more passionate your movements become, the more his hand tries to touch whatever part of you he can reach, all while supporting his weight with his other hand. His thumb would caress your cheek as he holds your face, or shift to grasping at your shoulder or the nape of your neck, or even tangling his fingers in your hair.

His eyes would flutter closed every time he felt you gag on his tip, head rolling back, bottom lip tucked tightly between his teeth, his tail unconsciously batting against the ground.

Nor would try so hard to hide his voice as he succumbed to the pleasure, but it was no use. His huffed out moans and groans were like music to your ears and when he told you how pretty you looked touching yourself to his noises, you had lost all restraint in your body. 

Coming off of his cock with ‘pop’, his expression shifts as he’s suddenly pulled out of his euphoric state, only to be met with the sight of you straddling his lap, “I think I’d look much prettier riding your cock, ma’ muntxatan~.” You purr alluringly into Nor’s ear as you sink down onto him.

Before his brain could even think about refusing (which why would he?) his hands instinctively cement themselves on your hips, taking the initiative to begin rocking you back and forth on him, “Yes… why don’t you show me then, hm? My pretty girl…”. 

Teylan:

To Teylan this idea is entirely foreign. Initially when you start to go down on him, a sense of panic runs through him as he watches you bring him into your mouth, “N-no, not there! You shouldn’t- Ohhph..!”.

His tail frantically swats behind him, his voice uncontrollable as he mewls helplessly into his hand, his eyes scrunched tight, trying his hardest to keep his volume down, but to no avail. It just feels too damn good.

His hips would stutter every time you’d attempt to bring him deeper into your mouth wanting to not only push him, but yourself to the limits.

While Teylan’s already incredibly vocal, his voice breaks into stuttered whimpers when he nears his end. His body begins to tremble almost as if he were freezing, yet it’s all in trying to restrain himself not to use your throat to selfishly get himself off. He did want to accidentally hurt you.

You on the other hand can feel his resistance, the hesitation in each jolt of his hips. So likewise when you give him permission to take over, of course he is still completely unsure if it’s even morally right for him to do.

Just to give him that extra little push, you’d bring his cock as far down your throat as you could muster, letting your throat constrict around his shaft as you gag on it.

That did the trick.

Even with your permission, Teylan can’t help, but mutter mumbled apologies, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”, his hands steady themselves atop your head, shaky fingers hastily tangling in the strands of your hair to use as leverage as he pulls your head forward to meet his sloppy thrusts.

Your nose burns and your eyes begin to water, but you don’t mind it in the slightest. The view above you is everything you could ask for.

His whimpers serenade you as he abuses your throat, loving the way his ears are pressed so tightly against his head, but flick ever so slightly at the sound of your gags.

Although he won’t admit it in the moment, he’s obsessed with the feeling of you choking on his cock, even if just for a moment. Feeling the muscles of your throat contract and milk him so perfectly.

So perfectly in fact that he nearly forgets to pull out when he feels himself about to finish. Yet the moment you feel him about to shift his hips away from you, you greedily follow, making sure to take every drop of his load.

After the euphoria of his high sets, his skin hot and moist with sweat, the embarrassment of his actions immediately go into play again.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry- I didn’t- I tried to pull away, but you didn’t-. I- I couldn’t-.”, “Shh ma’ Teylan…” you coo, rising to his level, gently caressing the side of his face, “You did well.”.

A look of shock would paint his features briefly as you said this, “I-I did?”, to which you’d nod with a soft hum, a warm smile painting on your lips. 

That’s all he needs to melt into your touch, nuzzling into your palm as his arms move to encase you in his embrace, his body still trembling slightly from his orgasm. 

Happy New Years, my loves! Let's start 2024 off right shall we? A little smut to start the new year🤭

A quick thank you to my pookies @pandoraslxna @justcaptiannoodles and @itchaboi-itchyboy for giving me some inspiration 💜

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[torukmaktoskxawng]

Warning: mentions of somnophilia, nsfw, and smut

Minors DNI

What if, and hear me out, your Na'vi lover decides to fuck your avatar while your link is broken and you're somewhere else in your human body

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[moonchildxoxx]

I love ma So’lek , ma Tsu’tey but this baby needs more loving too . Just listen his laugh 🥺🩵💙🩵💙🩵💙🩵💙

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[teylansimp]

lost

Nor x GN!Reader

authors note; this takes place a fair way into the story after nors outburst, if you don't want spoilers don't read!!!

It all happened so quick.. everyone so worked up... Alma was now bleeding out infront of me... honestly it's all a daze, I don't know how to feel. I hear navi grunt and become agitated as Nor barges past them storming out of the base..

"GO, he needs someone to talk to.. we got Alma covered.." so'lek assures me before ushering me out the exit Nor ran out in such a hurry..

I run following his scent until I am met with a flowing river...

"Argh.. lost the scent.. ill try again.." going to turn around only to see a flash of blue... that's gotta be him.

Hes rushing around, he continues running away from where I stand and I am in close pursuit.. since when did he get so fast..

I lose him again..

"Oh Nor.. where are you?.." I whisper to myself softly changing tactics.. maybe sneaking around will work..

Bingo.

I hear sniffling nearby, surely that isn't Nor.. he never cries.. I slowly walk on a branch being careful not to be seen just yet.. my eyes lock with a fellow sarentu, green body paint and a devilishly handsome face.. that's him alright. But what was he thinking!?

I observe and listen as Nor tugs at his hair sobbing cursing himself..

Hes pacing around frantically trying to look for familiar locations but it's very clear hes lost... he hasn't spent enough time out here like I have.. he's panicking now, I should help..

Dropping down from the branch I resided in I walk infront of him casually to not scare him off again..

"Nor.. are you lost do you need help?" Nor is stubborn by nature, im prepared for the worst.

"I do not need your help go back to your human pets" his voice laced with agitation.. that seemed to tick something in me.

"...I beg you're pardon?" I don't break eye contact and put on a stern face Nor lowers his face knowing what he said was harsh and he apologises.

"Sorry.. I.. everything is a mess.. I doubt they will want me back at HQ after stabbing Alma.. "

Im still processing what happened myself but hes right, I don't know if they'd want him back so soon, but we have to get him to somewhere he's atleast familiar with.

I approach him further and place a gentle hand on his forearm as he grips the top of his hair in frustration. He looks down at me slowly his bottom lip quivering, I've never seen him so... upset?

I go to speak but am cut off by him suddenly pulling me in for a embrace.. he gently cries into my shoulder, I can feel his body shaking..

"Oh nor.. I know its not the best time to go back, you're scared.. but its ok I have an idea alright"

Baby talking such a stoik man has to be one of the most humbling experiences, but in this case he just nods and holds me close until he's ready.

~~~~

We arrive at the Aranahe hometree, and I meet with Etuwa.. she agrees to house him here until time passes and tensions ease..

~~~~

I sit with him at the ikran rookery legs dangling of the edge as we talk, it's been a long time since we both had a genuine conversation with each other. But in times like this he knows I am the most forgiving..

"The ancestors must be embarrassed, shamed for what I have done.. killing, hurting... is not the sarentu way.."

I look up to the sky seeing silhouettes of ikran soaring through the night sky.. I lean my head on his shoulder without thinking and straighten myself up straight away

"Oh.. sorry my bad-"

My apology cut short when he gently pulls my head back to rest.. and I relax my body and embrace this intimate moment we share..

"I'm never lost with you.. I always feel so welcome.. so at home"

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[neteyamsoare]

Nor — "You didn't do a thing to stop Mercer."

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[neteyamssyulang]

“The wounds he gave us, you gave as well”

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[florasvenus]

My Sweet Little Demon

Pairing : So’Lek x Na’vi (Avatar) Female!Reader

Warnings : Smut, Sexual/ Explicit Contents, Slight Fluff, Posessive attitude, So’lek and reader in Love, p in v Slight agressive behaviour, swearing and that should be it.

A/ N : Hello Everyone! I hope you’ll like this story. I originally come from AO3. Mostly surfing on there, but I decided to take a look here and found the vibe pretty nice. I decided to write this So’lek fic because I obviously got obsessed with him and I guess not having the game contributed to it even more for some reason? Plus I am very obsessed with Neteyam too as I just watched the movie again, so it all restarted lol. I hope I'll be forming a nice community here. For now this will be it. Smooch 💕💙

Index : Tawtute = Human/ SkyPerson | Nga yawne lu oer = I love you

Nga yawne lu oer...

Nga yawne lu oer~

You pronounce together, looking profoundly in eachothers irises. Each of them a pure yellow color. Dark pupils dancing in the golden sky. So’lek kisses with lust the slight swell of your stomach, slowling traiking up to suck on one of your hardened nipples. He quits it with a small pop, the humid glaze of left on it making them more enticing than they already were. He sits up on his heels, after your long make out session. As he leans back, his erected cock bobs and twitches in anticipation. Without any shame you glide the flat of your hand over his torso, down his abs until you grab his throbbing dick showing a delightful bead of pre-cum. You slowly caress him and he lets his head fall back, locks danfling down, waving down at his round ass contracting in need. With a swallow he recovers and adjust himself, ready to enter your beautiful flower.

So’lek pierces the breach of your dripping entrance with a low growl. Gritting his teeth to the point of grinding, he lets out a jerky breath at the sight of his pretty tawtute spread out for him beneath his thick, masculine frame. He tightens his grip around your thighs, whitening his knuckles even more, and spreads your legs with surprising grace, considering everything about him radiates strength, endurance and certainly not softness. He looks at you with hooded eyes and a snarl is blown to your nose, contrasting the care he's been laying on you since you both started to make out in the lushious Pandoran greens.

You’d been such a brat. Such a fucking bitch, with your human lips, pouring endless words of nonsense. Such a tawtute manner, he thinks bitterly, though he couldn’t contain how much he loved this about you. And this was one of the reasons he fell in love with you. Your vivid mind never ceased to impress himself, as he always believed humans had a weak and poor thinking brain. But this was not true for you. You were able of so much introspection and impressive deductions that you couldn't stop yourself from talking during the whole day, yet with wisdom. You had this way of speaking every thought. As beautiful as it was, it could seriously piss him off after a long day amongst the clan warriors. And today was one of these, were the strenght of his nerves weren't enough to mirror your sense of verbal connection, but just enough to pound the attitude out of you.

Sky Demon oh so delicate and gracious, that it was able to break the stiff wall of his long lasting beliefs. Sky Demon, oh so pure hearted, made him fucking feel what love was and felt the ground crumble under his feet since the day he met you. Sky Demon, oh so sincere and kind, able to knock the most harsh feelings he always felt towards any of your kind out of his lungs. And Sky Demon, so unbelievably true to herself, made him drool at the curious idea of how such a being could ressemble to one of his kind. You truly were the person proving him wrong on the fact that it wasn't your source, your race nor your home that should make you an enemy. But it was the hearts of those rejecting Eywas truth that had to be feared and chased.

As you were learning him to see the world through a different way and less darkened eyes without changing his aspects. He himself, showed you how much you deserved to be loved, even how far down you fell and how unalive you used to feel. Originally from earth, you arrived on Pandora by the mission to seek out new ways of life. Finding a way to save humanity without any harm. You then were attributed to your own avatar. Everything was fine until, the higher people, controlling the plan, lost their mind and you decided to flee into the forest and then you met So’lek. Luckily you had found a way to transfer your soul for good in your blue grand form and said goodbye to your human form without any regret, as you never felt any glimmer living this life of human roots. This amplified by the days you had the chance to live amongst them, as the tsahik saw something true and pure in your soul.

Back on earth, the world is destroyed and getting the chance to leave for Pandora, was like the four petal clove found in the endless pain field. A gift from the universe you never awaited and in distress needed. You smile everyday at this chaotic story and at how it somehow worked and shaped into the most beautiful story to share, with quite the amusing anecdotes. Like you loved to and it was utmost crazy to see that maybe yes. The universe always had a plan for you, by the way such uncompatible puzzle pieces still locked into place together. Or by the way two completely different souls managed to pull together easely. In the end, the only language is still love. And it will be the hymn of the universe forever.

His warm calloused and soothing palms craddle the little fat of your legs, calming your racing heart as he tries to penetrate deeper and deeper into your intimate warmth. Your labias spread evenly as his dick slides in you with difficulty. You two weren't having intercourses for long so it was only normal as you in addition were very tight to begin with. You're so damn tight, he thinks. But he regrets his thoughts, feeling how good your walls kiss the skin of his member. So tight, that he could even feel the rythmic beat of his heart down there. Deep pulse gaining speed with each second passed and as the most carnal needs grow. He sighs erotically, stopping his way inside for a second and taking his time admiring you. Everything in you radiates light and Love and he now couldn't even dare to imagine living without you. When he first met you, he had this irrepressible urge to cut of off your devil hands. Five fingers, the art of destruction, but today as knowing who you were inside, he only wants them to be feeled on evey inch of his skin.

Reaching down to hold one of your hands up, he put your small finger into his hot mouth, sucking on it hard while humming unintelligible sounds. Praising this part of you today was something important. Maybe was it out of guilt, but it wasn't something to ignore at how it just fueled desire powerfully by just a small actions as simple as this. The way it delivered trust and love around the air, was a drunk dizzying feeling. But you both loved to feel succumbed under such circumstances.

You look up in awe, squirming at his bold chest glistening with sweat and at the way his pecs contract with each fast inhale. As you move you can feel the resistance in your core, jolting at the way it sends electricity to your heart and you mewl at the way his warm tongue swirls around your slender petite finger. The rough surface of his tongue momentarely stops as you clench down on him, only to fully decontract yourself and finally letting his way easely in. Exactly how he planned to. You were so putty under his touch and he loved this. Loved to feel so masculine and viril in such a tender and yet feminine moment.

You moan, body wriggling at the size of his member resuming his ascencion down your belly, slowly forming a bulge without struggle. Given his posture, it's never been strange that he'd come away with such a large, long size and length. But as always, theory surpasses reality. And right now, it's the practitioner who's got the upper hand. An expert in the art, So’lek revels in your face as it contracts in innocent pleasure, and despite your pain, the oh so delectable stretch of his greatness evokes a sensation of intense well-being.

His voice breaks the silence only punctuated by heavy breaths. Pronounced accent and long vocal chords, and so on low growl, expressing their intention.

Look at you.... My beautiful Tawtute~ So ready and wet for me... He breathes in emotion with a smile while whispering just below your ear, his hot breath fanning over your sweet spot, before lapping at it like a starving man. You shiver, cold spikes travelling down your spine in an addicting way. Mouth long release of its favorite finger, he still caresses it with his own and pins it down just over your head, vanishing into the dark chocolate hair of yours splayed into the humid ground into a captivating canvas.

He enters slowly, letting your body adjust bit by bit. The vein of his dick slides through the membrane of your throbbing hole until it is stopped by the bump of your cervix. You moan in unison, ragged breaths escaping your luscious lips, coated with a thin film of saliva. Your eyes roll back into your skull, your mouth falling open as he maintains a steady rhythm. So'lek slides out of you, then gently in, testing the waters again and again. But as soon as your walls get wetter and the desired slick accumulates at the base of his stiffness, he begins a merciless rhythm that frees never heard harsh sounds from your mouth, vibrating on your tongue rarely, with each thrusts.

He lifts your hips, embracing the bulge of your bottom, and the new angle forces a long, desperate whimper out of him. The whole scene would have been obscene, between the dry tumults of his pubic bone slapping the soft down of your pussy and the grumbles escaping So’leks throat, it’s more than a mystery. Only you can bring him to do that. Be so free of his emotional restrains and that's what makes this moment so profound. And this is exactly what makes him angry too. Fortunately, you're hidden in a rocky alcove near a river that blocks out any auditory vibrations. And the headwaters of the waterfall muffle the voluminous muses of your companion, lost in an almost animal trance.

Your arms are now limp, framing your lulling face, enamoured with an expression of aggressively delicious pleasure. Your cheeks blaze with a new colour, a bright red, growing in intensity as the knot in the pit of your stomach becomes more and more oh so fucking good tensed. Noxiously more.

So’lek rises to his knees, lifting his bottom up, this new position much more within reach of an intoxicating act. Sinking deeper into the sweet warmth that has become a necessity at this stage of your shared passions, you can feel your body bounce with each stroke. Only your bobbing shoulder blades are connected to the sacred humid soil. Only witness next to the curious lifting leaves.

This goes on for minutes until the familiar sensation of orgasm approaches. Your face contorts in shock, letting out a melodious gasp as it arrives, and in a desperate gesture you reach out your arms, searching in vain for something to cling on, your eyes closed. Your upper limbs fall back onto the sumptuous floral carpet with a flat thud, convulsing with pleasure as the overstimulated nerves finally relax with a well-placed dip. Your first orgasm is like a firework exploding on your erect bud. Your second cuts you off from all air, arriving like an uncontrolled tsunami, and the last. Oh, the last one. You see it coming, but as it shoots its first gusts into the centre, it develops into a veritable firestorm. Burns your being up to the depths of your core, embrace you to the tips of your toes.

You see white as the last exhilarating breeze fades and you whine at the overstimulation. So’lek is still chasing his climax, frustrating shouts echoing off the stone walls that clatter in the suffocating atmosphere. All his muscles tense, his cock throbs and his balls contract unbelievably close to his crotch. He gives it all until the pulsation of his member points its knowing pump and in one last stroke he glues your two pelvises flush together and empties his seed directly into your womb, staying there.

You both semi-giggle in a transe, lost in your sensations. You feel his warm seed fill you to the brim, finally able to take a complete breath, whilst he lets his head fall down, groaning at the amazing way to claim you, that his to fuck you dumb until his cum paints your leaking walls.

Missions accomplished. You are exhausted, eyes fluttering in a way to try and keep them open. Long lashes shadowing the little of sight you are able to get. Wanting to watch the beauty of this man after he'd use you and worshipped you whole. Soul to Mind, to Body, to Spirit, to every inch of Life living inside of you. This always leads him in a charming sweet way to be and there is no way you'd miss it. To bad, turns out he fucked you too good. Now you can't even open your eyes the way you should...

You awake the second he pulls out though and exhale an annnoyed complain. He chuckles as he heavily lays down next to you, wrapping his big arms around your sweating body, trailing them along your curves and enjoying the after care time. So’lek loves to relish in the smell and sensitive skin of yours. Damp and buttery from the effort, your scent is stronger making the world around him satisfyingly disappear even more.

You sigh, happy to have him near you for once. It isn't often you get the time to succumb to your wants and it feels good when you can. You nuzzle your cheek against his, shiny orbs waiting for his owns to connect with. And when they do, your heart swells with love. So’lek can be seemed as a brute and careless man for the simple by walkers, as he is very dominant looking. But in truth he's the teddiest of all Teddy Bears. He smiles, showing off his sharp fangs, and cups your jaw with attention.

He prepars to lean in and kiss you, but the movement of your lips stop him. Look at you... My beautiful Na’vi~ You reflect his previous words with playfulness, ears flicking and fluttering. So ready and wet for me... You joke by reusing his words, looking down at his blue and oh so tempting lips. With a groan, he looks up unimpressed. You just can't stop youself and talk nonsense, do you, he thinks. He smiles at the thought, though he would never admit, that it is you, with you never ending blabber, that got him out of solitude.

You let him lean in and as he devours your mouth again, holding your neck, he lingers there until both of you are out of air for a second time.

Now. If you want to be this bratty again... He pauses and grins. What if I show the consequences of it? Again~

You cup his growing naked bulge and smirk. He gasps, amazed at how you caught his words and the implying behind them so rapidly.

Oh... I would love to. My beloved Teddy Bear~

©️ FlorasVenus

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[hidden-snow]

𝑆𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠

Requested by @strongheartneteyam

Rating // +18

Warnings // Body insecurities / Smut teaser at the end/ Jealousy / Body image issues / Might be triggering for some readers

Word count // 1,950

You’d never been ashamed of your body before. You’d never had a reason to hate your body before. Sure, you were shorter than most Na’vi girls your age, and you weren’t as thin as they were. Your body held more flesh and you had a bit of a belly that went along with your thick thighs and curvy frame.

With Neteyam, though, everything about you was perfect.

Courtship was something every Na’vi girl dreamed of when growing up, fantasizing about how her future mate would ask her, as well as their future afterwards.

You were no different.

What you weren’t expecting was for Neteyam to be the one to ask.

You’d had a crush on him since childhood and, due to the close bond you both shared, it was no surprise when he started gifting you small intricately-designed bracelets and elegant necklaces, asking you into a courtship with him.

You’d have to admit, you tended to match a person with a stereotype and, even though you were thrilled out of your mind at the prospect of a happy family with the boy of your dreams, you’d thought he was into a different type of woman. A thinner type.

He was quick to snuff out that stereotype, showering you with praise and adoration, and constant kisses all over your body at night when you were expected to be sleeping instead. He knew your body like the back of his hand, having explored almost every inch of you. His favorite thing to do with you was to kiss your thighs, trailing his lips upwards to your belly, before resting his cheek against your stomach.

You would lay there, fingers gently running through the beaded thin braids of his hair, as his head rose and fell with your relaxed breathing.

Trouble didn’t arise until Neteyam started branching out with friends of the opposite gender. Girls would flirt with him in a desperate attempt to take him from your side. He was usually very quick to shut it down and, should you have happened to hear about it later, he made sure you heard about the situations from his own mouth first.

One day, though, you were headed to see him, a handful of picked flowers in your hands to give him as a gift. You had to do a double take, seeing him sitting on the ground while talking with a girl. A skinny girl with thin limbs and the same amount of fingers as him. A skinny girl with a tall frame and pretty black hair.

A skinny pretty girl.

You couldn’t remember him mentioning a new female friend, but it wasn’t like you were against it. You didn’t mind, as long as he made sure to keep her in the friend space and nothing more. You trusted him.

Shaking off your stupor, you approached and gave him the flowers, and the smile on his face was brilliant and dazzling, bright as the stars at night. Your heart fluttered at the smile and you couldn’t help but return it with a sheepish one.

The next day, he was with that girl again. Talking and laughing, as if the bestest of friends. Standing on the edge of the field, arrows drawn back tight, they looked at their targets for a moment before releasing the strings, watching the arrows sink into the bullseye of the trees they’d been aiming for. They looked at each other, smiling in pure pride and happiness, and you can’t help but falter.

Especially when you heard the whispers.

Whispers of people all around you, talking about how perfect of a couple they’d make together. That was the first time you’d begun to feel insecure. That was the first time you’d begun to compare yourself to someone else in the village.

Sure, you were a halfling, just like Neteyam and the other children. You were born from the union of a Na’vi mother and an avatar father. Like Lo’ak, you had five fingers on each hand, and you had the slightest dusting of eyebrows upon your face.

You weren’t the best at archery, nor were you very good at hunting in general. Sure, you’d passed your iknimaya well enough, but you still weren’t one of the best. Instead, you preferred helping with cooking the meals for your people or crafting jewelry and clothing for your fellow people.

This girl… she had more in common with Neteyam than you ever would.

Clutching the bracelet you’d made for him tight to your chest, that was the first time you’d ever fled from him.

It felt like your chest was on fire, like your heart was physically ripping in shreds. Because in that moment, you realized that the whispers were right; he deserved her. She would be perfect for him. You would have to let him go so that he could truly be happy.

When he came to find you, you were sitting in your hut, hunched over a loom, weaving a new top for your mother to wear. He’d asked you to go flying with him, something you both enjoyed doing with each other.

You’d kept your face down to hide the tears and the trembling of your lips as you shook your head, claiming to be busy at the time. After constant pushing for him to go and fly with his new friend, he left, but you could feel the disappointment that radiated off of him in waves. Each wave smashed against your tender heart like a hammer, cracking it more and more the longer you thought about it.

Thus began a new cycle.

You were pushing him away, trying to get him to realize that he’d found his match and she wasn’t you. Distance was what he needed. Distance and time. And then he’d see her and he’d fall in love and he’d be truly happy.

At least, that’s what you thought.

To Neteyam, you were simply being stubborn and cold. He had no idea why you were doing this or why you were behaving the way you were. The nights of snuggling, the days of talking and just being together, they were all over.

He missed you.

A lot.

In an attempt to figure out a solution to your sudden coldness, he turned to the wiser adults. First, he’d spoken to Mo’at. Then his parents. And finally, he’d sat down with your parents to find out what the root of this problem was.

No one had any idea what could possibly have caused this chaos between you and him. They were as stumped as he was.

One thing that did stick to him, though, was something his father had told him.

“Neteyam, girls are fragile, but they’re also strong willed and smart. They trust men with their lives, until they don’t. So if you’ve started doing things you know Y/n wouldn’t like, you need to figure out what it is and stop it.”

Was he doing something wrong?

He didn’t know. If he tried to ask, you’d brush him off and walk away, acting like everything was just fine, even if it wasn’t.

So, he turned to his new friend. Sitting down under the shade of a tree, he spilled out his heart to her, confessing his love towards you, as well as his confusion over your sudden coldness. She listened patiently, nodding as if she knew exactly what was wrong.

When he’d gotten to the end of his rant, she smiled.

“What is it? Do you know why she is acting this way?” he’d asked softly and she nodded again.

“I believe that she might be jealous of our friendship. Some rumors have started of late. Adults talking about how you and I would go well together. Even though we are only friends, I’m sure she has heard them and believes them.”

He was falling into a whole new level of confusion. It wasn’t like you to listen to gossip and rumors. You’d always thought that sort of thing was petty and cruel. So why would you listen to it now?

That was when he decided he’d had enough of it all. No more cat and mouse games. No more playing around. He was going to get down to the bottom of this with you one way or another.

He approached you in your little crook of the world, determination making it hard for you to push him away.

“Y/n, I’m not leaving until you answer me,” he stated, hands firmly planted on your shoulders as you stared up at him with wide eyes.

“Why are you behaving like this? Did none of this even matter to you? Everything we have built together, all of it. Does it no longer matter to you anymore?”

You were frozen, finally forced to face the conflict of your actions, and you didn’t know how to respond other than to break into tears in his arms.

“She would be so much better for you,” you sob softly as he cradled your body close to him. “She is skinny and tall and beautiful. She is good at all the things you’re good at and she has so much in common with you. She would make you so much happier than I ever could.”

You spill out every thought, every feeling that had been stowed away for weeks in your head.

He listened patiently, letting you ramble until you had no words left to speak.

And then, he pulled you over to your mat, pushing you flat on your back, hands planted on each side of your head.

“I love you. You make my life interesting, Y/n. No one could ever come close to replacing you. I love you and your beautiful body. Your funny jokes and your frustration. I love that cute little groan you make when you miss your target. I love helping you aim your arrows because I can feel your skin against mine and it fills me with warmth. I love cuddling with you at night and kissing every inch of your body. I love talking to you and listening to your exciting stories. Your mischievous adventures always thrill me the most. I’d rather listen to you talking about what you’ve done all day than talk to anyone else.”

He moved down to dust his lips lightly against your own, cupping your jaw gently with his hand.

“I think it’s time to remind you of how much I love you.”

His voice was soft, as quiet as a whisper, and it sent shivers up your spine. You were crying, but it was from relief. He wasn’t going to leave you because he loved you.

It was something he wasn’t going to ever give up on.

His fingers brushed down your body, light as a feather, touching every inch of your skin. And once he’d touched every part of you, he began to trail kisses down your skin, pulling your thighs up over his shoulders so that he could kiss the flesh of your legs. His teeth lightly graze the inner parts of your thighs and you just relish in his gentle kisses and light touches.

He returns his lips back to yours, drawing you into a deeper, more heated kiss. Fingers gently pull your tewng off, discarding it nearby, before he wiggled out of his own. His hands gently press against yours, fingers slotted between your own to grip your hands tightly as he rubbed his girth in between your thighs.

“I love every inch of you,” he whispered as he parted from your kiss. “Every inch of you belongs to me, just like every inch of me belongs to you. I will never throw you away for anyone else.”

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[lexsssu]

Possess (Xiao)

TAGS: Xiao/Dragoness!reader, jealousy, dirty talk, smut, drabble Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

“Your persistence is as admirable as it is aggravating. Don’t you have any other unfortunate soul to target?” 

The yaksha’s low, irritated voice didn’t perturb you a single bit. Rather, it only seemed to spur you on even more as you leisurely circled him, molten gold orbs glinting with mirth and a hint of possessiveness. 

Arriving at a whole new world was daunting to say the least, especially since this world was filled with both powers and dangers alike. You were simply fortunate enough to be transported here within your game avatar's body, including ALL her powers and items. However, waking up in an unfamiliar place by your lonesome can make even the most level-headed person feel so lost.

You were simply lucky that a passing antisocial adepti spotted you and offered his assistance, albeit acting surly and taciturn the whole time he begrudgingly accompanied you to the nearest safe haven, Wangshu Inn to be precise.

“But Xiao...you know you’re my favorite person in all of Teyvat”

There is no shame to be found in your eyes nor your movements as you slip your arms around his slim waist from behind. If you weren’t wearing a glamour right now, your reptilian tail would have been wagging right now as you unabashedly press your body against the male’s. So close that you could smell the scent of earth and nature that eternally clung to him, even that small hint of copper underneath wasn’t unknown to you.

Xiao stiffened instinctively, almost summoning his lance but managing to stay his hand when he both heard and felt rumbling from you. You were...purring? 

“Only you deserve ALL my attention”

The yaksha decidedly chose not to pay attention to the warmth of his body as you press the full softness of your own body against his own battle-worn one, the stiff peaks that decorated your plush bosom making themselves known through the irritatingly thin clothes you wore that almost seemed like a second skin. (You yourself always had a higher temperature unlike normal humans so of course he felt hot and not because you affected him in any sort of way of course!).

You’ll be the death of him.

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“Why is it that the moment I turn my eyes away, you’re already entertaining that Fatui mongrel?” Writhing shadows enveloped the adepti’s form as a malevolent green glow bathed his body. “Are you so starved for attention that as soon as any willing male appears before you, you’re practically ready to spread your legs for them?”

Laid against the green grass with only the remnants of your tattered clothes to cushion you, you were savagely taken by the jade-haired warrior beneath the light of the moon and stars. Despite the tranquility of your surroundings, there is only desperation and a primal urge to possess you in every snap of Xiao’s hips as he ground his cock into your warm, wet, and welcoming cunt. The tip knocked at the very entrance to your womb with how fiercely he plowed into you, a small bulge slightly poking from your stomach each time he shoved the full length of his dick into your pussy.

“If I truly allowed myself to release ALL my inhibitions...I’d have tied you down already for all eternity. I’d breed your womb again and again until my seed takes and you’d bear all my young” 

Maybe it was the light of the moon above, but Xiao’s own gold hues were brightened by an unearthly light as they bore into your own. His perpetually frowning face was replaced by a feral snarl, possessiveness leaking out of the yaksha in waves as he fucked you into the ground like an animal. The mating press he had you in ensured that you were as close to one another as possible, allowing you barely half a second of respite before he plunges his heavy girth up to the hilt.

“Regardless if it was merely a ploy to gather my attention...I hope that you know there is no more escape from me. Our fates will now forever be intertwined until time itself ceases to exist.”

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[lancermylove]

MC is a What!? (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: DB with gn!Reader

Warning: None

Requested by: @smut-simp

Prompt: Guess What? I'm back. Ok, so i love mythical creatures (and you). But i wanted to ask for MC who is like a secret god/goddess. Lemme give you a description. MC had a terrible, no-good, very bad day. And they were in their room crying, so now they have a headache and its even worse bc the horns are hidden and straining against their head. so MC lets them out along with the wings bc their back hurts from being curled up for so many hours in a corner.) NOTE: Sorry if this is a long ask, i'm just so freaking eager. *Cries in simp* Also, i have like 3 more suggestions that i'm still thinking about, soooooo yeah I Love You SM <3 Hope You Have The Best Day Ever! :)

A/N: Soooo this was supposed to be a quick ask, and it turned into an HC. 😋 Awww thank you! 💖 I love mythical creatures too! I added the description you gave for the god/goddess appearance in the prologue. :3 Thank you! I hope you have a great day and HNY! I hope 2024 is the BESTEST year ever for you. 🤗

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Prologue:

This was your worst day in Devildom, and your breakdown was taking a toll on your mental health as well as your physical form. Not the form you showed others, but your true form - that of a god/goddess. You never told anyone this secret as you feared being seen as a fish out of water in Devildom.

When others looked at you, they saw a 'normal' human, but what exactly did you see when you looked at yourself in the mirror? Four large white wings with golden outlines; slightly glowing eyes the color of gold; two golden horns that curved from just above your ears and stood six inches above your head; a shiny white and gold striped halo balancing atop the horns; a third eye on your forehead with massive, long eyelashes that was white and glowed; a huge deep gold tattoo on your stomach in the shape of a person sitting crisscrossed, using magic, and the three realms.

You were able to hide all of this from the others, but the bad day had drawn tears to your eyes. In turn, you had a headache, which kept getting worse due to the strain of the horns on your head. However, the amount of magic it was taking you to hide your form took the highest toll on you. For a while, you stared at your tears that were made of gold (literally). Was it worth it to continue tormenting yourself to hide your true form? Shaking your head, you shattered the magic around you, and instantly, your deity form was on display.

Unfortunately for you, he had learned you were having a bad day and entered your room. He generally knocked, but today, he assumed you would tell him to leave you alone.

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Lucifer froze. The amount of divine energy flowing from you made it difficult for him to breathe.

A while back, he had suspected that you were hiding something from them but wasn't expecting you to be a god/goddess. Regardless, Lucifer remained unfazed by your appearance and was more concerned with your sadness.

He forced himself to come closer to you, even though his body told him not to. Wordlessly, the first brother sat on the edge of your bed and gently stroked your head, avoiding touching your horns.

"It hurts. My horns hurt!"

Lucifer knew from personal experience how annoying horns could be and how heavy wings could feel at times. The Avatar of Pride didn't ask you questions, nor was in interested in learning anything about you at that moment. His energy was forced on trying to calm you down and provide you with a soothing touch.

However, one question nagged Lucifer's mind: why was a deity in Devildom? If Lucifer didn't trust you, he would have thought you were there on a mission to study the demons as the heavens were planning a war against Devildom.

His jaw dropped. Where was (y/n), and who was this creature? Why was there such a strong divine aura flowing from it? Wait, was that creature you? You were a god/goddess?

Mammon's head spun, but hearing your anguished sobs tore at his heart. He wanted to bombard you with questions but knew this was not the right time.

It took him a little struggle to get closer to you as your divinity was too dizzying for him. However, Mammon wanted nothing more than to help you calm down.

When he saw your gold tears, the Avatar of Greed's eyes widened. He had a moment of weakness where he considered taking your tears and selling them to make A LOT of dough but had to remind himself that this was neither the place nor the time to think about money. That didn't mean he wasn't planning to take your 'tears' afterward with your permission, of course.

Mammon sat by your side and held onto your hand as he gently patted your shoulders. His eyes wandered around to take in your majestic form.

Maybe you had your reasons to hide the truth from them. However, he hoped you would tell him the truth once you calmed down.

Eh? EHHHH? You were a god/goddess all along? Why didn't you tell them? He thought you were a normie human all along. If he knew you were a deity that looked like they were straight out of an anime, Levi wouldn't have given you such a hard time.

He was lost in thoughts until he heard your whimpers. His shoulders slumped. Though, he was a little uncomfortable as he didn't know how to make you feel better. Regardless, Levi still pushed past the invisible barrier around you that attempted to push him away.

Levi hesitated to touch you because he didn't know if your light would have a negative effect on him. After a while of thinking, he sighed and gently stroked your cheeks. That was when he saw your gold tears. Talk about your tears being priceless.

Since he didn't know what to say, Levi stayed silent, gently stroking your cheek, head, and arm and even taking a chance at caressing your wings. They were even softer than Lucifer's wings in the Celestial Realm.

Unlike some of his brothers, Levi didn't consider you would be there to spy on them or have any ill-intention toward them. You were still (y/n) to him - a friend, crush, and sweet normie, not a force of divinity.

Satan wondered if he was in the presence of a god/goddess and took a moment to analyze your aura. Once he confirmed, the Avatar of Wrath felt breathless. He knew being around your divine form for a prolonged period would have a negative effect on him. However, he couldn't bring himself to walk away and leave you in tears.

The Avatar of Wrath took a deep breath and forced himself to get closer to you. His eyes scanned each and every detail on your body, but he was most fascinated with the tattoos of the three realms. Why would a deity have a tattoo of all three realms? Did you have a special power, or were you an overseer of all three realms? Someone who transgressed ordinary gods/goddesses.

He had to force himself to swallow his curiosity as your well-being and happiness came before. So, Satan made a mental note of all his questions and sat down beside you. His touch was gentle but still hesitant.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Those were the only words he said. If you chose to tell him, Satan paid close attention to your words; if you chose to remain silent, he didn't force you to say anything.

Once you were in a better state of mind, Satan planned to get answers to his questions and hoped you would tell him the entire truth.

As someone who admired beauty above all, Asmo was speechless. He never thought he would see a being more beautiful than him, but you proved him wrong.

Asmo was so enamored by your appearance that, for a while, he zoned out and didn't hear your sobs or see your tears. His only focus was on taking in every inch of your beautiful appearance. He only snapped out when you let out a small cry of pain.

At first, he didn't want to come closer, knowing his dark aura would not mix well with your light one, but he couldn't bear to see you in pain.

Little by little, he eventually came closer to you and tried to talk to you. Asmo wanted to know why you were in pain and crying, among many other things. The Avatar of Lust knew he couldn't stay in your presence for long without being affected, so he tried his best to learn the reason for your sadness and find a solution.

Seeing your appearance brought back memories of the Celestial Realm, which made him realize something. How had he not heard about a being like you before? Had Michael and, maybe, Lucifer known of your existence and hid it from others, or did they not know about you?

Beel was surprised by your appearance, but unlike his brothers, he didn't think about who you were or why you hid your appearance or divine aura.

His focus was only on your tears. Why were you crying, and what could he do to make you feel better? Beel tanked his way closer to you without worrying about the effects of your divinity on his body or mind.

"What's wrong, (y/n)? Did someone do something to hurt you?" He patiently waited for your answer. His eyes wandered to your wings, and had you not been sad, Beel would have smiled slightly. Your wings slightly reminded him of Lilith and her wish to have beautiful wings. He couldn't help but think that if she was alive, she would have loved this form of yours.

Once you gathered enough strength to tell Beel you were having a bad day, he tried his best to help you by talking to you, giving you hugs, and sharing his food. If you tell him someone caused that sadness, Beel will 'take care' of the person for you right in front of you so that you can smile. Whatever it takes, he will do.

Belphie had to force himself to stay grounded as his first instinct was to run out of your room. Compared to his brothers, your aura had a crushing effect on him. He wanted to walk away, but seeing the way you looked at him, tugged at his heart.

The Avatar of Sloth wondered just how much magic you had to be able to constantly conceal your presence from everyone. He understood you were a god/goddess, but even deities have limits. Belphie slowly got closer to you but didn't dare to touch you. Once you concealed your divinity, he planned to make it up to you by hugging you and not letting go.

"What's wrong, (y/n)?" It was evident he was concerned about you.

"Bad day...my wings...and horns feel...heavy..."

He could completely understand your problem, as his horns were the heaviest out of his brothers. At times, he purposely avoided his demon form just so he didn't have to deal with the burdens of the heavy horns.

Knowing he couldn't help you much, Belphie considered calling Solomon over to try to alleviate your pain. But would the sorcerer be able to help? Moreover, would he attempt to use you for his own benefit or to help humanity?

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How the A:FOP men go down on you

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, oral fem receiving, vulgar language, dirty talk, face riding, suggested P in V, smut

NOTE- These are my own personal headcanons, everyone is free to their own opinions🌿

So’lek:

You are his sanctuary. There is no better way for this man to de-stress after a long day than burying his face between your legs.

So’lek would have one hand gently stroking your thigh while the other held down your hips, stopping you from moving against him.

“Just let me taste you, tanhì… let me take care of you.” Would be his only response the first time you attempted to buck against his lips.

His eyes would be locked on you, fluttering closed every now and then, but primarily watching you with so much primal need and possession that made you writhe beneath him.

While So’lek would be gentle as he massaged your thighs and hips, praising every inch of you, his lips and tongue did not show the same patience or mercy. 

He gets so lost in the taste of you that he doesn’t even realize the mindless humming and groaning he’s doing into your pussy, or that it’s the reason that you’d be furiously gripping the roots of his hair, getting overstimulated from the vibrations of his noises.

He would have you desperately pleading for more as your juices drenched his mouth and chin. His tail would flick in approval at the sound of your voice, breathless and needy.

But you’ve played his games before and the moment you use the word “Muntxatan”, in that breathy little whimper, his eyes would shoot to you, gaze hot and possessive. Love drunk, even. That’s when you knew you had him.

His grip on your thigh would tighten ever so slightly as he withheld that primal part of himself that selfishly wanted to pounce on you, moving his hand from your hip to brush two of his fingers against your sodded core.

Finally pulling his mouth from between your thighs, a string of both saliva and your arousal following him back, his eyes glaze over as he stares you down, “Is this what you want, ma’muntxate?” He’d purr, stroking those fingers teasingly along your pussy lips.

Just as your mouth would open to respond, frantically nodding, he’d slip them in while wasting no time attaching his lips to your aching clit,  morphing your slurred words into a hitched moan that quickly wash into a cry of pleasure, your fingers tangling in his hair further. 

This time, when you buck against his thrusting fingers he does not stop you, his tongue continuing to work masterfully in circling and sweeping over your clit, giving it tentative sucks and gentle nips that make your back arch, legs trembling as he has you coming undone. 

Eetu:

Eetu’s favorite way of eating you out is having you straddle his face. His hands holding your hips as you try to cling to the nearest surface or tree to keep you upright.

Despite having you on top, Eetu delights in the power play it grants. He knows that even though you could grind your hips as much as you want against his mouth, your trembling legs give away just how much of an effect he has on you. Not to mention that he could stop your hips whenever he felt you were getting a little too greedy.

You’d whine as he pulled his mouth away, pushing your hips back slightly and licking his lips as he taunts you with a feline smirk, “Look at you, yawne. Hardly able to control yourself. Perhaps we should make this a lesson on patience, ma’numeyu.”

“Just shut up and fuck me.” You’d groan, eyes glazed over and chest heaving as you glare now at him. Eetu’s smirk would only grow as his grip on your hips becomes steel and purring, “Such a filthy mouth on you…” before roughly pulling you down onto his face, his eyes narrowed on you, cocky and arrogant as he dives his tongue into your cunt, watching your squirm above him, reaching for your own breasts to fondle them as your move your hips in time with his tongue.

A sudden smack at your hands would have your closing eyes back on him in an instant as Eetu’s own hands would slither possessively beneath your own giving your breasts a firm squeeze. A silent reminder of what was his. 

You’d remain riding his face, your own hands splayed over his as he groped your tits, fucking you mercilessly with his tongue until you were a shaking and whimpering mess. Even long after your first… and even second orgasms, Eetu would nip and suck playfully at the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, waiting for you to come down from your high before working you into your third climax.

He just can’t help himself, the man is so filled with pride seeing you come undone above him. Being able to make the mighty Sarentu warrior shiver and beg using nothing, but his mouth to pleasure you. 

Nor:

Nor is almost as much of a tease as Eetu. His arms would be hooked around your thighs, locking your body in place with your legs over his shoulders as he licked and sucked along your inner thigh before giving you exactly what you wanted.

He enjoys playing with you, watch and noting what makes you squirm and then talking you through it when he works you up only to edge you and make you beg for him.

A firm suck at your clit would have your back arching with a hitched moan and he’d chuckle in approval against the sensitive bud of nerves, “Do you like that, sevin? Eywa, I love seeing you like this. All needy just for me.”.

Yeah he’d definitely be into dirty talk, edging you with both his actions and his words.

“I want you to come on my tongue, pretty girl… do that for me.” 

While he loves to fuck you with his tongue, it’s hard to deny how hard it is to refrain from pushing your knees up to your ears and sinking his cock into you, just to feel how wet he’s made you, and then sudden clench he’d be rewarded with once he’s got you wrapped around him, having pushed you to the edge of overstimulation. 

This is probably his favorite way to get you to come: edging you so much with his tongue until he gets you to the very peak, only to suddenly slip his cock in just to feel you convulse around him as you come on his dick. 

Teylan:

Practice makes perfect and this man is the textbook definition of a perfectionist . 

While his first couple of times were a case of trial and error, once Teylan had caught onto the things that you liked, he made sure he used that knowledge to his advantage and pushed the limits to outdo himself each and every time.

He’d even go so far as to ask you if he could try a few things. Casually walking up behind you while you were working on something and running a subtle caress down the side of your thigh, placing a gentle kiss on the spot between your neck and shoulder, offering a soft apology for “bothering” you while you were busy. Nothing Teylan could do would bother you. “My love… I want to do that thing you taught me tonight. The thing with the tongue. I think I want to try something.”.

Once Teylan finally had you to himself, assured that everyone was asleep, he’d have you sprawled out on one of the work tables, feasting on you like you were his final meal. 

His hands would caress and worship your body with ease as if it were second nature to him. Gentle yet firm enough to have you leaning into his touch for more. 

Your restrained whimpers and whines were like a burst of energy and motivation to him, flicking his tongue through your folds, and nudging your clit with his nose.

When your moans would get too loud, Teylan would slowly pull away from the apex of your thighs, replacing his fingers where his mouth had been and peppering small kisses along your neck, up to your ear. “You have to keep your voice down, love. Someone could hear us.” He reminds you in a soft whisper, his lips brushing the skin of your ear as he speaks which only further helps in sending a series of tingles down your spine and straight to your core. 

He’d tenderly massage your thighs as his kisses finally reach your lips, pressing the bulge in his loincloth to your soaked center, offering himself that fraction of selfishness just to get the slightest bit of friction. 

With the intention of perching himself between your thighs again, his eyes widen in surprise as your legs lock around his back, pressing him firmly against your aching core, a trembling, “Please” whispered from your lips when he pulls back to look at you.

That’s when you could see the shift on Teylan’s face. Going from intently calculated to completely aroused. A bit of color playing on his cheeks as his eyelids drop to a half lidded state, letting his eyes wander your form until he catches the place where your hips meet, and you give him a suggestive tug forward with your legs, ever so slightly grinding against his bulge. 

Teylan’s eyes would flutter closed with a shaky breath, biting his bottom lip as he willed his mind to center itself once more. “Are you sure?” He’d ask, wanting that last piece of reassurance before letting himself go so that he could take you completely. And once you gave him that determined nod, his lips were on yours again, shoving down the fabric of his loincloth with haste and slowly sliding the length of him inside you, swallowing your moans to stop your noises from reaching the ears of unwelcome company.

See! I can hold up to my promises sometimes lol.

I hope you guys enjoyed this headcanon for our frontier boys!

I think next I may do some headcanons for the Sully men. LMK some suggestions if you have any.

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run away with me part two

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The way she looks at me you | Chapter 1

- Pairing: Neteyam x Na'vi!Reader x Ao'nung x Lo'ak

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Summary: Love isn't always reciprocated. You learn to live with heartbreak and move on to live your life, even if it's hard. But when you find comfort in someone unexpected, Neteyam starts to realize that he did have feelings for you. He was just to used to your love. But...is it too late ?

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Warnings: IT'S TWOW SCENARIO BUT THEY ARE ALL AGED-UP (NETEYAM, AO'NUNG AND READER ARE 19, LO'AK IS 18) AND THERE'S NO WAR AT THE END, very clumsy/shy/socially awkward and naive reader, reader is a Na'vi but not a Metkayina nor an Omatikaya (OC Na'vi ? Like an ice Na'vi or something like that, she has a squirrel tail so her nicknames is 'Squirrel'), Neteyam is kinda mean in this one, blood, xenophobia, bullying, swear words, fight, angst, fluff too lol, smut

Chapter's warnings: Unrequited love, swear words, argument, reader is self-deprecating, bestfriend!Lo'ak needs its own warning, public humiliation, bad English (not proofread)

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It started as a crush. You would look at him, at the way he was skipping by you on his Ikran's back, beautiful, proud, just like a warrior. Neteyam was the best match in the clan, and you were not the only one who agreed to this statement. So why would he look at you ? Stranger you. You were sure that he was something you could never have, you were just you.

Pretty 'you' who would craft and imagine new way to live, to improve everyone's life, adamant that progress and science was the future. Pandora was wonderful and the biodiversity too, so many possibilities, there was so much to discover ! But you were not a Omatikaya, you were not fitting in.

And yet, despite everything you thought and everything you said to Spider, your brother in arms and in misfortune, you were pretty well accommodated to the Na'vis way of life. You were not like him, you were not... wild. In fact, you were rather shy and silent, kind and attentive. And just like Spider, you waere a stray among the Sully family. They liked you, sure, but you weren't a part of their culture, even less than your brother.

So you learned their way, you tried to fit in. You tried to hunt; you ended up being the one hunted. You tried to dance; you ended up on the ground with half of the tent. You thought that maybe, with your knowledges about Pandora's biodiversity you could be a good healer; you almost poisoned someone. So why would someone like the mighty Neteyam look at someone like you ? Yeah, it would not happen any time soon, it would not happen at all. You would keep watching him from afar and imagine what your life would have been like if you were born 'more useful' - your words.

Moreover, you had been raised by the scientists/biologists before being entrusted to the Omatikaya, so some of their…traditions, were deeply fixed in you. The clothes, for example. You could not get used to the idea of running around half-naked and butt-naked when you have been taught to wear clothes since you were a child. All the more reason why you fit in even less than Spider who walked around shirtless all day long. You were 'too human' despite the fact that you were a Na'vi. The Omatikaya did not like to see you walking around their village in pants or t-shirts - you never wore anything else and Norm always made sure you had what you needed. It made you more...different.

So you slowly drifted away from the Sully and started to sleep in the Avatar's basement, at the lab, blaming your lack of self-confidence for losing your best-friend, Kiri. The last year was even worse, because the Sky People were back, and you could not help anyone.

"Oh Eywa, just go and talk to him ! It's honestly getting on my nerves. I can barely see you now, Spider says that you're hanging out at the lab when you should be with us !" Kiri growled, emphasizing on the word 'us' to let you know that she was disappointed in you and in your choices.

"What would you want me to say ? Oh, hi ! I'm that dumb girl who almost killed someone last week when she tried to cook , nice to meet you Oh! son of the Olo'eyktan, best hunter of his generation and best match of the clan !" you rambled at an incredible speed, kicking the air while laying on your back.

"Well, you should probably stop at 'Oh, hi !'." a voice said from behind you. A voice that the you two were very familiar with.

"Kiri, push me off the cliff, please." you begged your friend on your knees, wanting to get swallowed and disappear in the ground.

"Hum, I'm not about to do that. Face the consequences." Kiri wheezed, looking at her older brother as he sat on her left, at the other end of you.

"You know, he's good."

"What..?"

"The man who ate what you cooked. He's feeling better. You shouldn't blame yourself for something like that, he just has a weak stomach." Neteyam smiled, trying to reassure you, seing how distraught and uncomfortable you were around him.

"Oh. Yeah. Good."

And it was like that every time. When Neteyam would come talk to you, you would blush and stutter, not being able to form a whole sentence. You would end up listening to whatever conversation was going on and quietly disappear without anyone knowing. According to Lo'ak who absolutely loved making fun of you, you were 'a lost cause'. And you knew that you were a lost cause, you just could not do anything about it.

"Bro, why don't you just tell her ?"

"What ?"

"It's mean, you know that she's head over heels for you. We all know it." Lo'ak rolled his eyes, annoyed at his older brother for acting like he did not know what he was talking about. "I don't know what's going on in your head but if you don't like her you should just tell her."

"Yeah."

Neteyam did not like being reprimanded by his younger brother but even he could tell that he was unfair with you. He was nice, just like he was to anyone else, but he should not, knowing well that you had feelings for him. He was far from stupid, he always noticed the way your freckles would glow whenever he would smile at you, the way you would stumble over your own feet when he would help you climb a rock. He thought that you were cute. But that's it. He felt bad for not being able to reciprocate your feelings, but he was not in love with you. He had to take care of his family, he had to improve his skills in order to become a great leader, just like his father.

The boy knew that he had to talk to you, and the sooner the better. But he couldn't bring himself to break your heart.

"We don't want her around here."

"Please..."

"With all due respect, Toruk Makto, she's not one of us. Your family decided to raise her, she's your responsibility."

Behind the curtain, your face went pale. You felt like you had a lump in your throat. You knew all of this. That you were not an Omatikaya, that you were basically a stranger who was lucky enough to find shelter chez the Sully's family. And yet hearing it from someone else was hard. But what hurts you the most was the fact that Jake was pleading to the new chief to let you here. He did not wanted you around anymore.

"We can't take her, she has nothing to do with what's happening, she doesn't deserve it !"

Silence arose in the tent and you knew. The Olo'eyktan decision was final. Now, you had nowhere to go, no family, no friends, and no news of Spider. You were going to be alone, maybe that was your fate after all. Maybe the Sullys had only delayed the inevitable…

You lowered her head and walked on, your steps a little faster each time. In the distance, you heard Jake's voice calling out your name but it was too late, you were already gone.

"You don't know where she could have gone ?"

"No, and I already checked the lab. Norm says she hasn't been back there since…what happened with Spider." Kiri interjected, her voice growing smaller as she continued her statement.

Jake hugged his daughter before taking his head in his hands and sighed, "This is my fault, I should have been more careful, less…desperate."

Watching his brother pacing back and forth, the oldest of the siblings finally spoke with a detached tone while giving wooden beads to his mother who was sitting next to him, "She would have stayed here anyway. She had to find out one way or another. We gotta pack."

"Are you fucking serious ?! Do you hear how insane you sound ?!" Lo'ak snarled and walked briskly over to his older brother who immediately stood up. Their father stepped in between the two boys and their mother put down what she was busy with, standing up, causing silence in the dwelling.

"She's not one of our own."

"But… I like her… I don't want her to stay here !" Tuk cried with tears in her eyes, frowning at her mother. "And you !" She directed her angry gaze at Neteyam, "I'll never understand how she could fall in love with a skxawng like you !"

The eight-year-old girl rushed out of the tent crying, ignoring the calls of her family members. Kiri looked at her older brother with disappointment and at her mother with a hint of sadness before walking away to look out for her sister, leaving only her brothers and parents in the tent.

"Just because you're afraid of what's going on between you doesn't mean you have the right to talk about her like that, skxawng."

Before he could even be reprimanded by his father, Lo'ak had stomped out of the tent, deliberately shoving his brother in the process. Jake sighed and rubbed his face, facing his mate.

"Neytiri, I know I am asking a lot from you. To flee, to leave your people and your home. But no matter the physical differences between Squirrel and us, she is still a Na'vi. We have raised her since she was in her cradle, you have seen her grow, you have taught her to speak, to walk. Just because she has more fur on her tail or slightly larger ears doesn't mean she's not one of us. She's in the same boat as all of our children."

"Why leaving her here, then ?" Neytiri hesitated, knowing full well that she had been harsh in her words. It was true. She had raised her as her own daughter, why treat her any differently than Kiri ? Especially since her younger daughters saw her as an older sister. It did not matter how many days and nights she had spent in the lab with Spider - that is, more than she had spent with the Sully - she was still a member of their family. But Jake wasn't entirely honest, she wanted to hear the truth from him.

"Because she's different !" Jake raised his voice in frustration. He knew those were the words Neytiri wanted to hear, and he had finally said them. "It's just that- We could have saved her a life of running away because she's not like us. They would never have been able to know that she was with us. I wanted to spare her…"

"My Jake… You are good. She'll go with us. As for you…" she turned to her older son who shook uncomfortably under her piercing gaze, and then continued, venom in her voice, "That's not how I raised you. Your brother is right, no matter what happens between you two, you have no right to talk about her like that. A woman in love is not a foolish woman, she deserves your respect. Go get her."

"Yes mom..."

Lo'ak could recognize those cryings with his eyes closed. He was so used to it. After getting mad at his brother he had gone back to the place where everything had changed. The place where everything had been turned upside down many times. He knew that you were going to be here. Where your brother was taken from you. And he was right. So when he arrived, he let the sound of the weepings guide him.

"Hey, crybaby."

"Leave me alone…" you whined, the words coming out of your mouth unintelligibly, causing Lo'ak to let out the laughter he was desperately trying to suppress. "Stop laughing at me !"

"Alright...crybaby." 

What he said caused another round of tears and snot, which made him laugh even harder. You really were a funny person, no matter what you did. So knowing that his brother had so little regard for you and your feelings made the young man's blood boil. He sat beside you and decided to keep quiet, choosing to contemplate his surroundings. This broken pod, this damaged machine. This place must have had a lot of value in his parents' eyes, and it had taken on even more value when these Avatars had run away with Spider. Because he was not able to protect all of you.

"He won't come home again…" you muttered, stroking the grass at your feet and hiding your face in your bushy tail.

Lo'ak looked at your small frame sitting in the middle of the clearing and opened his mouth several times, trying to find the right words. He knew that no matter the years you had spent by their side, never would one of them replace Spider. Part of him resented his mother for not fully accepting you two, but part of him was glad it had happened. Because through it, you two orphans had created a bond that no one understood. But now, the Sky People teared your brother away from you and if it was not enough, his family was going to abandon you.

"He will. I don't know how but Spider will come back. I don't care if I have to go get him, I will. When I'm old enough to do what I want, I'll bring Spider back to you."

"Pfff-" you sniffed, resting her head on your knees as you weakly laughed at Lo'ak, "You're too scared of your mother to run away."

"What are you talking about ?!" Lo'ak said indignantly as he rushed toward you, tackling you on the ground "Take back what you said !"

"Skxawng !"

While the two friends were having fun fighting - or rather being beaten in the case of a certain someone - Neteyam, who had just arrived, had stopped a few steps away from the scene, watching them fooling around. Her idiot brother - his words - had quickly found her when he was the reason he had just been reprimanded by their mother, what right did he have to enjoy himself ?

"Lo'ak ! You know very well that you have no right to be here." Neteyam interrupted them, making his presence known as he approached the two disheveled-looking young adults.

You pushed Lo'ak from above you and tried to stand up. Tried. Since your strength had not moved Lo'ak an inch. You glared at him when you saw his condescending look and gently sank your fangs into his shoulder, effectively making him push himself off of you.

"You're insane !"

"You should have had moved ! And I didn't even bite hard !"

"You should have had more strength !"

"You want me to bite you again ?!"

"You kitten !"

"Argh ! Take it back !" you rushed after the boy who ran away, past Neteyam, leaving him alone in the clearing as he watched, amused, your retreating forms. He had never seen this side of you. It was…funny.

"Well…" Neteyam shrugged, following the two children young adult to go back home.

Watching the Sully bid farewell to their friends and former clan members was difficult for you. It reminded you that no one would come to say goodbye. Because no matter what relationship you had with the Sullys, with Jake, who was the leader, you had never been accepted by the Omatikaya. You were too different.

Your skin was not blue like theirs, it was more of a blue-gray, your eyes were not yellow or amber, again, they were grayish, and your tail was unlike those of the forest people, it was extremely bushy. All those differences, as well as the mystery of your origin had created a mistrust towards you that you had not been able to dissipate as the years had passed. It was not for lack of trying though. But even your behavior was different from that of the Na'vi women. They were proud and talented in at least one field, never hesitating to speak up their opinions. You were sure that you had none of these qualities.

"Are you done with packing ?" Kiri asked as she walked towards you, a pained and jaded expression on her face.

"Yes, for a little while now, your mother helped me." you smiled at your best friend, gently stroking the Ikran's head who was following his rider like a shadow. "I thought that…maybe…you were going to leave me here…"

Kiri remained silent, not knowing what to say. She did not want to lie and let you believe that your family was planning on taking you when they had chose to run away, but she couldn't bear to see that embarrassed little smile on your face.

"You can't live without us, you can't even fish." Lo'ak said as he shoved your shoulder, causing you to crash into Kiri who grunted in displeasure. "Whoops, I didn't think you couldn't remain standing up either."

"Whoops, I didn't think you couldn't remain standing up either." you repeated in a high-pitched and mocking tone while rolling your eyes.

Lo'ak grabbed you and headlocked you, rubbing your scalp until the only thing you could feel was a burning sensation.

"Hey- Hey! Don't use my secret move on me !" you complained as you tried to get out of his grip, clawing at his forearms while trying to sink your fangs into his skin. Playfully, obviously.

But Lo'ak was used to your ways, so he had made sure to put his arm as far away from your little canines as possible. "You shouldn't have taught me that then." he laughed out loud, continuing his torture on your helpless body, while Kiri watched what was going on with a smile.

"It was to defend yourself from the bullies ! I'm not a bully, let go of me skxawng !"

"Kids." a firm voice caught the attention of the group of three. You turned your heads at the same time and were greeted by Neytiri's stern gaze. "Behave, you still represent the Toruk Makto."

Lo'ak quickly let go of his hostage and looked around, pretending to be innocent under your outraged gaze. Trying to make yourself very small, you nodded towards Neytiri and preferred to move on the other side of Kiri, far from the young man who was abusing you. Before leaving you discreetly but strongly pulled his tail and moved quickly away from him, sticking your tongue out as you did so. Gesture which did not go unnoticed by the female warrior's sharp eyes, who chose to turn a blind eye and who smiled as she leaved to return to her mother. The three troublemakers decided to sit in silence, their mounts not far behind.

"By the way, aren't you going to say goodbye ?"

"Already done." Kiri shrugged, fiddling with the end of her shawl that had been offered to her by you on a cold day.

"I don't want to."

"Just say you don't have any." Kiri laughed and shoved his shoulder, making you laugh as you tried to hide your face behind your hand.

"Dumbass."

"Moron."

"What am I hearing ? Insults ?"

Neteyam approached his brother and sister, Tuk walking happily beside him, busy eating a fruit her grandmother had given her. 'An exception', apparently. When she saw you, her sister at heart, she rushed into your arms, stuffing the sticky fruit into Neteyam's hands, who laughed softly while he was screaming in his mind in indignation.

Opening your arms wide, you welcomed the little girl with a tight embrace, blowing gently and affectionately on her ears, a genuine smile on your lips.

"I'm so glad you can come with us ! I don't know where we're going but I'm sure that there will be lots of new things and places to discover, it will be amazing !"

"At least one of us is happy about this." Kiri rolled her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time today.

Smiling, you opened your mouth but suddenly froze, your gaze slowly turning to the boy who had joined you. Your freckles suddenly started to glow as you tried to cover your face behind your fuzzy tail, effectively hiding yourself and Tuk who just beamed, happy to be able to touch the tail that she liked so much. Neteyam's smiled widened and he chuckled, taking a sit next to you, sitting closer in purpose. He loved seing your face glow, you were cute. On the other side, the two siblings were trying really hard to muffle their laughing at seing the elder girl plead for help with her big round eyes. Lo'ak tried to talk only to choke on his own breath by dint of containing his laughter. 

Kiri smiled and eventually asked her older brother, "Dad didn't told you were we are going ?"

"No. I really tried to worm the information out of him but he won't tell me."

"Ugh, it's so annoying." Kiri huffed before laying and side-hugging you, "Thanks Eywa you're here."

You loosened up a bit and laid on the tight embrace of Kiri, thanking Eywa that you had someone like her to take care of you. Funny brother number one, good looking brother number two and cute little sister number three were just a bonus. After all, Kiri was the first who approached you. Out of curiosity, sure, but still the first.

"Are y'all ready ?" Jake asked as he got on his Ikran's back, his actions soon followed by his family members.

"No." Kiri complained despite knowing that it wouldn't change the situation.

Her father turned a deaf ear and took off, waving one last time to the people watching him from below. They all looked longingly at the mountains that had protected and sheltered them. They flew over the forest and remembered the places where they had played, the childhood they had enjoyed. But it had all been taken away by something Jake knew all too well, human greed. Now they had to find refuge elsewhere. Far from everything they had ever known.

As you reached the shore, you watched, saddened, the looks on the family's faces. Your gaze turned to your best friend who had tearful eyes, sorrow clear on her face as she seemed to say goodbye at the forest one last time. Lo'ak, back straight, did not seem to be hurting as much as the rest of his family. You could see that he was moved, but you would not blame him for not mourning a place where people had been so mean and distant to him. Conversely, the expression on Neteyam's face surprised you. He had an iron grip on his mount's equipment and his jaw was clenched. He watched his home disappear out of the corner of his eye and you could have sworn you saw his eyes shining with unshed tears. It was hard for them, of course. But it was even harder for their mother, who had lived here longer than any of them. She just looked away, refusing to believe that this was a farewell. Jake, like you, frowned at the sad scenery that was playing out before him. But it was his role. A father had to protect his family.

You spent days and nights flying over the landscapes of Pandora. Mountains, deserts, coasts, oceans. You had spent nights huddled around the fire in the hope of warming up, after telling each other stories of adventures each had experienced - Tuk's were the most amusing, while Neytiri's were the most fascinating and enriching. They told of the adventures of a warrior, when her clan was fighting against the sky people, when she had ridden the big Thanator. When she told her adventures, you could not help but look at her with shining eyes. Neytiri was strong and formidable, an admirable person, indeed. You could not help but look up to her, you were so different.

After spending nights crying in silence, hoping no one would notice you snuggled up in your hide, and days dozing on the back of your Ikran, nearly falling into the infinite water below you, you were proud to say you had crossed 'mountains and tides' to get here. At this place where Jake wanted them to go. You had crossed an imposing coral reef, with natural pools and strange inhabitants, and then flew around the village to alert everyone of your presence. You were not to be seen as enemies. At least, that's what you thought, after your strange parade.

You and the Sullys ordered your Ikrans to land on the edge of a beach, facing the largest tent and everyone who had gathered to see who dared to trespass on their village. On wobbly legs, you stepped onto the ground and, immediately, your eyes widened at the feel of the sand beneath your feet, your tail wagging like a happy cat's behind you. It was the first time you had touched the strange gritty thing under your feet. Of course, the Sully kids often went exploring, but whenever you strayed too far from the lab, you turned around, refusing to go any further. So, before leaving the forest, you had never seen a beach and you had never touched sand.

"Warm..."

"I would rather say hot." Lo'ak whined as he followed you, stopping at your right, Neteyam right next to him while Kiri stood on your other side.

"Well, get used to it, it's our home now. I guess." Kiri whispered, eyeing the others, just like you, mentally taking notes of everything that made them different from her friend and her family.

Their tails, their hands, even their clothes. Everything was different from what you all were used to. But you two were far too tired to enjoy it. Especially now that you were surrounded, and the other Na'vis did not look happy.

The crowd parted to let two young boys who were probably your age past. They passed Jake and Neytiri without even greeting them - not that they cared as they were too busy trying to calm the crowd - and headed to Neteyam's side, not even trying to hide their hostility. The two Sully respectfully greeted the other two who merely walked behind them, glaring at their wagging tails. You stifled a laugh in the palm of your hand at the sight of Neteyam's surprised expression. It was obvious that these boys had not come here with the idea of making friends. To your dismay, this little noise was enough to attract the attention of the taller boy, who frowned at the sight of you. He nudged his friend's side, pointing with his head at your imposing bushy tail.

The two boys snickered and approached your distressed form, who had round eyes, like a deer in the headlights. The three Sully watched the scene unfold in slow motion, ready to pounce on them if they bothered you; the taller boy reached for your extra appendage, ignoring your obvious discomfort, but just as he was seconds away from grabbing it, a girl appeared, smacking his hand and scolding him.

Lo'ak relaxed and quietly approached you, noticing that you had wrapped your tail around your hips like a belt. He took one last look at the trio before paying attention to what was happening in front of him. The leader of the clan arrived and each of the Sully's greeted him respectfully, the boys receiving a glare from Neytiri who silently told them to behave.

"Tonowari." Jake greeted the leader, solemnly, trying to be friendly despite the urge of his situation.

"Jake Sully." Tonowari greeted back, nodding to Neytiri, acknowledging her presence. "What brings you here ?"

"I come to ask for asylum for me and my family."

The rest of the conversation was just background noise for you, who were clutching your tail tightly in your hands, looking a few times behind your back at the three young adults. Your gaze met several times that of the boy with the bun. You could swear he had not looked away from you since the beginning, as you felt a piercing gaze on the back of your head. Repeating to yourself to ignore him, you closed your eyes tightly and accidentally bumped into Lo'ak, who looked at you, confused, before bumping back into you. Frowning, you pushed him a little harder, earning a glare from him as he suppressed his urge to pull your furry ears for fear of being severely reprimanded by his parents. So he contented himself with looking at the satisfied expression on your face, relieved to see you release your hold on your tail.

"-they're different from us." a woman said, bypassing Jake and Neytiri to examine Tuk's slender tail, before striding over to Kiri, grabbing her hand and looking at her five fingers with what looked like disgust. "They have demon blood…"

Kiri forcibly removed her hand from hers, clearly displeased. The pregnant woman overtook you and grabbed Lo'ak's hand, putting a show in front of her people to show his fingers, humiliating him publicly, under the helpless look of his brothers and sisters.

"Me too ! Look, Ronal, look at my hand ! Five fingers !" Jake raised his hand high, using himself as an example.

"Um… And besides, you brought… a pet ? A distraction ?" the woman directed her gaze at your small silhouette next to Lo'ak, who, under the pressure of the stares, tried to hid behind him. "What's that ? What's that tail going to be used for, cleaning up ?"

Humiliated, the target of the mockeries, you, felt your face heat up and your freckles light up. Knowing full well that what Ronal was waiting for was a reaction from one of them to justify her refusal to host you all, you remained silent and bit your lip, lowering your eyes so that no one would see your eyes glistening with tears.

You were sensitive. Your relationships with your peers had not always been peaceful. There was a time when just a reproachful look could make you cry. All the more reason why your friendship with Lo'ak had surprised many. The boy only teased you all day long, laughing at the way your tail would ruffle when you were upset. But, thanks to him, you had also made tremendous progress. But perhaps, in this village you would regress. You were sure of it considering the turn of events.

Feeling Lo'ak move next to her, you looked up at him to see a frown on his face, as he glared at the chief's wife. Knowing full well he was about to do or say something stupid, you grabbed his tail, as you were so used to do when you wanted to warn him about something, or prevent him from doing something stupid. Apparently, Neteyam had the same idea because his hand landed a few milliseconds later on yours. You two looked at each other briefly, and then you quickly pulled your hand out from under Neteyam's. Now you had another reason to be embarrassed. But this time, instead of holding back your tears, you had to hold back your screams of joy. You had just touched your crush's hand, it was a memorable moment, unforgettable. It had not taken much to divert your attention from the laughs of the other Na'vi.

By the time you had recovered from the physical contact with your best friend's brother, the tension in the air had increased - by the time Neytiri had spoken, and then subsided as Ronal and Tonowari gave in to Jake's request. Blinking once and then twice, completely lost as you were just coming out of your own little world, you were greeted by the sight of the girl who had scolded the two boys, smiling as she asked you to follow her.

Following the march, the family moved towards the tents which were a bit further from the main tent. Kiri and you couldn't help but look around, ignoring the looks of others - or not being aware of it in your case, amazed by what was in front of you. Stretches of water as far as the eye could see, racks filled with fish instead of meat, fish that none of you had ever seen before. Everything was strange and different, yet so fascinating.

"Maybe after we settle in we could go exploring…?" you asked softly to Kiri who nodded.

"I'm coming with you." Lo'ak turned around and said, slowing down so he could be at your level.

"You're not invited." you answered, sticking your tongue out at him while grabbing Kiri's arm, using her as a shield the moment Lo'ak had taken a step in your direction.

The three young adults tried their best to stifle their antics for fear of incurring Jake's wrath. Minutes later, Tuk joined them teasing her big brother with her sisters. Gradually, the volume began to increase and the shoving became harder while Tuk enjoyed jumping on the bouncing net path. They attracted the attention of villagers, which in turn attracted the attention of Jake, who turned at full speed in their direction, already preparing to scold them. Neytiri stopped him before he could open his mouth, putting her hand on his forearm and shaking her head.

"They are young, they still have a lot to learn and now even more. Don't prohibit them from having fun."

Jake fell silent and watched his little family from afar, watching them trying to stifle their laughter at the sight of Lo'ak getting his tail pulled by Tuk, who had made it her duty to defend you. He smiled softly and continued on his way, telling himself that some amusement after this long journey could not hurt anyone.

Neytiri nodded to herself, satisfied with her mate's choice. As she was about to follow him into the tent, her gaze fell on her eldest son who was at her right, having followed them closely throughout the journey. He stood apart from his siblings, watching the scene unfold from afar. Frowning, she put her hand on his shoulder and invited him to come forward slightly.

"Aren't you going to play with them ?"

Neteyam shrugged and looked away, following his father. But the last look he gave them did not escape from his mother's sharp eyes. A look of envy, and perhaps of jealousy…

To be continued...

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y'all...

Its been so long since I wrote sorry 😭

I have a bunch if drafts to finish off, like a Nor fic ( we need more of him) solek and even an Okul fic

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