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savvysscandles · 10 months

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Pushed Beyond His Limits.....

Lo’ak x omatikayan fem reader (all aged up)

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Warnings: SMUT, cursing, choking, hair pulling, neck grabbing, Dom Lo’ak, dom x sub, squirting, creampie, CNC, mean/bratty reader, rough sex, orgasm denial, ass slapping, deep after shock, Sub reader, (use of y/n & you), breeding kink, (use of daddy & babygirl), praise kink

Synopsis: You never liked Lo’ak, you’ve teased him since you both were kids. With him being a hothead and you a brat, you two always clashed, but deep down there was always something inside of you that craved him, wanted him, to see if you could push him past his control, his limit......

“Ohhh, Loooo’aak!” you sang, trying to catch up to him in the forest, giggling because of the groan you heard him let out. “Bro stop following me!” He says then let's out a sigh “What Y/n, what does your annoying little ass want now!” his voice filled with irrigation as he turned around to look at you with hard eyes.

“Don’t be so rude punk or I’ll tell your Dad, and you know he’ll take my side” you said with sass, smirking because you know he couldn't do anything. Lo’ak looked away for a moment trying to gain some restraint before looking back at you. His head was tilted, a harsh look blanketed his face, and his eyes held angry.

“What…. do you want…brat” his voice becoming dark and husky. He was becoming real fed up with you and your attitude lately, you always used his parents against him, blackmailing him. It's what you’ve been doing since you both turned 16 up until now, in your adult hood. But recently you’ve been irking him on a little bit more than usual.

“Awh... is little Lo’ak mad now” you said amused walking closer to him, teasing, you liked when he got this mad, it was so fun to see him pitch a fit and not be able to do a thing about it. He never did, he just storms off. He breathed out heaving trying to show some control, but your attitude was really taking him there today.

He turned to walk away like always, trying to be mature but you had other plans. You wanted to see if he would crack away from his self-discipline and give into his implusives that you know he had, you just didn't know what they were like.

When his back was to you, you yanked on his tail. “Little baby Lo’ak trying to be mature now... Awwh who do you think you are…..Neteyam” you laughed. He turns around gritting his teeth and balling up his fist, his palms were itching to be put down on that ass of yours and hard. You know you hit a nerve, you know about the relation he and his brother had, how people always compared him to his brother. “You are such……a bitch” he said his tone of voice low becoming more aggressive

You roll your eyes then laugh at his comment to taut him more. “Your not fooling anyone with this little control act, everyone knows you can't control your emotions” you walk closer to him, with every step your words got crueler. “Your just an impulsive little baby, I mean even your father can see tha-” you suddenly felt a tight grip on your neck interrupting your words , he towered over you looking down at you with a dark glow in his eyes, his pupils taking over black growing in his eyes barely showing any sign of his yellow rims….. you've never seen him so furious. “ You want to complete that sentence BRAT, matter of fact I dare you to” he says as he forces you back, slamming you on to a tree, you whimper out at the contact. Letting out a soft. “Owww”

“Shut up! I don’t want to hear another word or sound…..….you know, you have such a big mouth filled with such bad words,…. I think they need to be gaged out of you, hmm ?”

He pulls your hair for you to look at him. “ I asked you a question, brat!” he yanked on your hair. “Yes...” you said nodding your head. He pushed you down to your knees with his grip still in your hair, you fell against his legs, your hands on his thigh as you looked up at him. “You know exactly what to do, don't make me go harder on you then I already am brat, I will put marks on you that will last for weeks and you know it” He yanked your hair with his words.

You took his loincloth off with your teeth eyes never leaving his until his cock spring out slapping his torso, leaking precum. You gasp, you've never seen a dick so big before...God and that beautiful purple mushroom tip was calling your name too. “I know…… now suck” he forced his cock down your throat all the way, not giving you anytime to adjust. You gagged and pulled back but his grip on your hair was to strong.

Your throat burned, your eyes watered, and saliva pooled all over your chin and chest. You looked him in his eye as he was fucking your face now. “ Fuck, look at you, all messed up all from my c-shit…my cock and I didn't even fuck you yet ahhh” he groan out loudly, by the way he twitched in your throat you knew he was close.

“Shit babygirl, your little throats gonna make me cum.” You swirled your tongue around him sucking him in, putting your hands on the back of his thighs, looking back up at him eyes full of lust as your pussy was soaking wet dampening your loincloth.

You moaned on his cock from squeezing your legs together to release some friction. The moan pushing him right over the edge making him shooting his load down your throat, there was so much of it, you nearly choked.

He groaned as he pulled out of your mouth, yanking you up by your hair to your full height, spit dangling from your chin and leaking down your chest. He ripped your top and loincloth off with ease the tearing fabric burning your skin.

“Lo’ak!” you whined and he immediately wrapped his hand around your throat tightening it, looking in your eyes with a glare. “Did I say you could talk brat” you shack your head no. “You see I was gonna let you cum since you did so well at sucking my cock but nah....you ruin that.” He said as he spun you around, against the tree and pulled your ass out to his cock by your tail. Slamming into you with no remorse your sopping pussy squelching from his erratic thrust. You moaned out at his size and pace.“FUCK- to much...to MUCH ahhaa slow DOWN” you screamed as he rammed repeatly into your pussy. “Nah you can take it, remember brat, you got all the pull right ?” he said condescendingly as your moans and screams filed the air answering for you.

He pulled you up to him by your neck. “Who has the power brat tell me…WHO?!” He growled, watching you become weak for him your body probing you to slip down to the ground. He noticed this and wrapped his other arm around your torso to keep you up. “Ohhhh Ewya- you Lo’ak, you do ahhhaahh powers all yours fuck ‘tis always yours” you moaned out. He groaned at your words, he rutted into you harder, taking his hand from your neck to your hair wrapping it around his hand using it as leverage to fuck you even harder, moving his other hand to your ass to slap them purple and red.

“That’s what the fuck I thought” slaps between each of his words, as he went harder beating your little pussy up with his massive cock, but you loved it, after all this is what you wanted, him putting you in your place, making you submit, going beyond his limits..….

“Say your sorry babygirl, say your sorry for being a brat!” He says as his cock hits the sweet spot inside of you just right, pushing on your cervix, so fucking well. “Ohhh I’m srrr��ahhahh SORRY daddy so sorry” you moaned out knowing your orgasm was coming on soon. “And that you belong to me yea, that your my little brat!”

He says yanking your hair and slapping your ass. “YESSS ALL YOURS….can I please cum!” you moan and beg but your met with his cruel words. “No babygirl you better hold that shit…and I’m not playing…hold it in for me”

You nod your head trying your best to hold it in like he said. Moments later as he’s still slamming into you at an unbearable pace you start to shake and your eyes roll back. You feel yourself losing it, control slipping away from you. “Ahhhaah PLEASE, I can’t take it anymore please ohh” you scream out body going insane from the denial. Lo’ak feels himself getting closer to his orgasm too, the base of his tail rapidly tingling as he nears. “Ohh You wanna come on this dick baby.. want me to- FUCK mmm….breed this tight little pussy…. huh!?” He moans out slapping your ass as he pulls you to look at him by your hair, back arching all the way from the front.

“Yes Yes Yes please…..please Can I cum PLEASE” you begged, legs about to give out. “Fuck come on baby girl cum…let it ALL out on Daddy’s dick!” and you do screaming and convulsing as you squirt all over him, it splatters all over his stomach, dripping down his and your legs till it reached your ankles,.. you came so hard, it’s so much of it, everywhere.

“Fuck look at that shit..…DAMN, baby girl I’m gonna cum….want me to cum?, want me breed this pussy?, breed MY BRATTY GIRLS LITTLE PUSSY!?” he says, ramming into you with no mercy, letting out loud and gruntal moans in your ear. He doesn’t stop until he fills you up with his warm sweet cum. Pulling you to his chest, hand unweaving from your hair to grasp your neck for a final time and his other arm wrapping tightly around your torso. You both go quiet fully in a blissful state, eyes rolled back, bodies spasming, mouths open as a few tears prickle down your faces. The euphoria rushing through your veins, it was unlike anything you both had ever felt. It was as if your aftershocks were another orgasm in itself, but longer and way more intense. Lo’ak throws his head back, chin to your hair letting out a rough quick breath from the feeling, tightening his hold on you. You both eventually come back down from your highs by saying “Fuck” simultaneously, trying to process what just happened. He stays inside of you for a moment before pulling out and releasing you from his grasp.

You moan out feeling empty, and fall against the tree, sliding down as you babble out nonsense eyes crossing still in a little bliss…… Lo’ak chuckles putting back on his loincloth “you alright babygirl” he says still breathing heavy, you stay in the same state that your in not responding. He pulls your fucked out body from the tree and throws you over his shoulder which cost you to jolt, and moan out loudly.

“Bet your days of acting like a brat are over huh?….I got that mighty warrior dick huh?” He say teasingly and laughing at you. Oh, how the roles have switched now.

He walks you both out of the forest not bothering to get your clothes there already ruined like that attitude you once had……..

A/N: Heyyyy ya'll!!! Soooo, what do you guys think for my first fic, how I do !? 👀 I think I did good but it could always be better, you know!? Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed it and remember that request are always open so send in some if you want and yeah!

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bubblebaththoughts · 4 months

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Breeding

Aged up!Olo’eyktan!Neteyam x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

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warnings: 18+ MDNI, p in v, breeding kink, making the bond :),

translations:

Tsakarem - Tsahik in training

Tsaheylu - the bond

After the war, The Sully’s thanked the Metkayina and returned home.

With the exception of Lo’ak, he stayed with the reef people to be with Tsireya.

Tarsem wanted to step down from Olo’eyktan, but Jake refused to take the role away from the younger man, so Tarsem placed the responsibility on Neteyam.

With Neytiri gone, Mo’at had to find the next Tsahik, you.

And so you became Tsakarem.

Neytiri always knew that she didn’t ever truly desire to be Tsahik, she always wanted to be a warrior, so she was secretly glad that you took over her role.

Nonetheless, The return of the Sully’s threw you for a loop.

Suddenly, your courtship with Tarsem had ended, and you were arranged to be mated with Neteyam. Which, you didn’t really mind, you just wanted to continue your duty to the clan, it didn’t matter to you who you mated with.

It felt so… domestic.

Watching you teach the kids of the clan different skills.

Weaving, sewing, carving, healing.

You seemed to know everything there was to know.

He knew that being you being Tsakarem, you needed to know all of those things and more.

He wanted them to be his children that you both would teach them everything you knew.

He would put twelve of them in you right now, if you asked.

“You have duties, Neteyam, focus.” His father interrupted his train of thought

“Yes. Sorry sir. What were you saying?” Neteyam looked back at him

Jake merely shook his head.

“You know, you watch her a lot.” Jake discreetly pointed at you

“She is to be my mate, of course I have to look at her.” Neteyam flushed

Jake laughed, again shaking his head, “No… the way you stare is, it’s something else.”

It was the absolute most pestering desire to put a baby in you.

“I don’t know… I don’t know much about her and… I’m curious.” He shrugged

Jake gave his son a knowing look, “What ever you say.”

It wasn’t like you were a stranger to him, you were friends before him and his family left, but now there’s a bit of a rift because of the sudden circumstances you’ve both been put in.

He caught you slipping out of Mo’at’s hut that night, a smile on his face as he realized you were alone.

“Oh! Neteyam! You scared me.” You sighed as he stepped our of the dark

“I’m sorry, syulang… didn’t mean to.” He circled you, like a predator that had cornered its prey

Eywa… what was he doing? He felt almost animalistic as he watched your chest rise and fall.

“You know… When it’s time, we’re gonna need to be really comfortable around each other.” Neteyam tilted his head down at you

“I’m comfortable with you Neteyam.” You replied, an indescribable look in your eye

Neteyam placed his hands on your hips, pulling you against him.

“I don’t know if you know…” He cleared his throat, trying to not notice how close you two were “But we’re supposed to… create the next leaders.”

You nod slightly “Of course.”

“That doesn’t bother you, right?” His hand gripped your hips roughly

“Of course not.” You answered

“You can always say no but, I want to start that process sooner, rather than later.” Neteyam watched your face for any doubt.

His voice is gentle as he speaks, but his words are heavy. He's telling you about his desire to have a baby with you, and he's trying desperately to convince you. You can tell he means it, but it's still a lot to take in.

You don't know what to say. Your heart is racing, and you're feeling overwhelmed. You want to tell him no, or that it was too soon, and on the other hand, you wanted to have a child with him and secure your spot in his life.

He looks into your eyes, and you can see the promise he's making. He'll be a good father and take care of you, you know he would.

You take a deep breath and slowly start to nod your head. You can feel your heart racing as you agree to what he's asking.

He takes your hands, pressing small kisses to them, feeling a sudden wave of warmth and comfort.

“Knew you’d do it.” He leaned in, kissing your neck

He leads you back to the hut that you two would soon share in the near future, laying you down on the soft, handmade mat that was adorned with different things given to Neteyam since he became Olo’eyktan.

“Neteyam…” You moan as he settled between your legs

“Hm? What is it?” He mumbled in between kisses you your neck and jaw

“Need- need to make Tsaheylu, to get pregnant.” You tell him

He pulls back with a smirk “I know.”

He pulls his kuru to dangle in front of you.

“You’re serious? Right now?” You can’t help but laugh

“Why not? Might be breaking a couple rules, but I want this… you want this. And why should we delay something that’s already predetermined?” He explained

“Right…” You nodded, reaching back to bring your own kuru to your front.

He brings his down to yours, you feel a tingling feeling as they seemed to have a pull on each other.

The tendrils danced around each other before joining together.

Your senses felt incredibly heightened, like you could suddenly feel every nerve in your body.

Neteyam leans down, kissing your lips with a fiery passion.

While he’s distracted you, he’s untying both you and his loincloths, discarding them across the hut. His broad shoulders and arms seem to completely cage you in.

Everything was him.

You were feeling him, tasting him, seeing him, smelling him, hearing him.

Him. Him. Him.

He’s gotten you naked now, a small pinch of insecurity is nagging at you but you brush it away as soon as he begins to mumble little praises under his breath.

He pulls away from you, leaning back on his knees in between your leg as he tried to guide the thick tip of his cock to your entrance.

He watches as it goes in, little by little. His jaw hangs open as a breathy groan emits from his throat.

“Fuck- So fucking tight.” His eyes shut for half a second

He looks back down to you as he was leaning in, his arms caging you in once again.

“Baby…” He moans, “Too much?”

You shake your head no.

“Squeezing me so much…” He growled “Here, play with that clit for me, relax baby.”

Tears brim your eyes, feeling overwhelmed by new feelings and new sensations all at once.

“Oh my poor baby.” Neteyam mumbled, his hand finding the back of your head and pulling you into his shoulder.

He gives you a second before he pulled your head back, and placed a kiss on your lips.

As he held you against himself, he began to thrust into you, small and slow thrusts, but just enough to get you whining.

“Play with your clit baby, don’t you dare stop.” He growled at you

You listen, desperately rubbing at your clit.

Neteyam uses his thumb to wipe the tears from your eyes, whispering to you how good you feel.

“Gonna stretch this tight ass pussy out…” He moaned “Gonna make this pussy remember me.”

“Neteyam…” You whine “I need it.”

“Shh, I know baby.” He comforted you, as he nestled his head in your neck and placed gentle kisses on it

His thrusts slowly sped up, making your whines louder.

“Yeah there it goes.” Neteyam chuckled “You can cum on it. Cum on it baby.”

You let out a particularly loud moan as you came on his cock. Your head turned to the side where you held onto his bicep for dear life, leaning forward and let your teeth sink into his sweaty skin.

He tasted like a sweet and salty mixture, something indescribable.

He yelped in pain, his head dropped down to your neck, breathing heavily as he continued to roughly thrust into you.

Once you released him, he pulled back from you, a smile on his lips as he saw your fucked out face.

“Oh look at you.” His hand came up to rest on your cheek, and he began to gently caress your cheek with his thumb.

“Feels so good!” You cry to him

“I know, fuck I know.” He groaned “Gonna cum baby, gonna fucking cum in you.”

You threw your head back at his words, too many feelings all at once that made you feel so intensely overwhelmed. As if they’d never stopped, your tears began to roll again. Your legs wrapped around his waist as a sob escaped your lips.

He put his forehead against yours and pushed your hair out of your face, his eyes full of sympathy.

“It’s alright.” He whispered “Just be a good girl..”

“It’s too much.” You cried

“I know, I’m about to cum, hang on for me.” He moaned “Gonna make you get pregnant… Gonna breed this tight little pussy until it takes.”

Your fingers dug into his shoulders, continuous moan falling from your lips as his thrusts speed up. He’s completely relentless, whispering praises into your ear.

“Oh, Oh my- fuck I’m cumming.” He growled “Cumming in this little pussy… Gonna give you all of my kids…”

He whispered dirty promises to you until you felt the warmth of his cum fill you. You cry out to him from the new sensation, holding onto him firmly.

Even after he’s done, he doesn’t pull out. Opting to instead roll the both of you on your sides and pulling you closer together.

“Gonna fill you up every day until it takes.” He tiredly whispered to you

“A threat or promise?” You jokingly tease him

“Take it as you will.” He shrugged

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shkudss · 1 year

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Weakened by Eywa Pt. 1

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Summary: Ao’nung finally realizes that his actions have consequences

Warnings: curse words, bullying, mental breakdown, English isn’t my first language

Author’s note: it my first Avatar writing, so I hope you like it! This idea was spontaneous and I’m not really good at writing, but I hope you’ll enjoy it! I’m still learning how to use Tumblr properly since I don’t really use it 🥲

Yawntutsyip - darling, little loved one

Yaymak - foolish, ignorant

You thought that all these days when you flew to the water clans were the hardest in you life. Little did you know that life with Metkayina would be harder. You expected to finally live a normal life, doing your chores without being sacred to be shot by sky people. Now you’re safe, but things didn’t get better.

Since your arrival, these boys were bullying all your siblings, including you. You have no idea why it is important for Ao’nung to see totally similar to him Na’vis. You all are same avatars with slight differences that were unavoidable due to the environment you’re supposed to live in. Oh, yeah… supposed to live.

“What are you even doing here?”

“You’re so useless to our tribe”

“Go back to your monkey house”

All these words almost engraved in you mind without leaving space for other thoughts and hope. It’s been two weeks since you arrived and you still haven’t ridden an Ilu successfully, you can’t hold your breath as Metkayinas do. This makes you feel horrible and believe all these mean words.

“C’mon, Y/N, you can do it!”

Neteyam is trying to teach you how to deal with ilu and his voice is so calming, he really believes in you as an older brother. You wish you could just believe him, but insecurity lays too deep and securely in your mind.

“I don’t know… I can’t…”

Your voice was really soft and quiet as you’re the calmest child in your family. You don’t like loud sounds and fast actions. That’s just the way you are. Neytiri says that Sylwanin was just like you.

Despite being slower and more sensitive that other Sullys they loved and protected you with all their heart. Jake knew that Kiri and Tuk are different, they can deal with their problems a lot easier, while you cannot. When something bad to your family or yourself happens, you worry a lot and you won’t tell anyone about your worries unless they make you to. That was the hardest part of you character.

“Hey, are you okay? Do you need to take a break? We can continue tomorrow, don’t worry yawntutsyip.”

Neteyam was worried about your mental state, you were too quiet these days and it never meant anything good. Trying to make you speak about your feelings was completely impossible. You always think that your family has too much to worry about to burden them with your own issues. You want to be like Kiri and Tuk. That’s hilarious, Tuk is way younger than you but she’s able to deal with her emotions way easier than you.

“I’m good. Can we just take a break for like half an hour? I think my brain melts.”

You awkwardly smiled at the end trying to lighten the mood. Neteyam smiled back, feeling relief as you seemed to be just tired. He didn’t want you to hide anything from him and your family.

“Okay, yawntutsyip. I’ll go find Lo’ak and make sure his ass hadn’t get in trouble again. Kiri is on that side of the beach by the way. You can join her, she’s probably flirting with plants again. Let’s meet here in an hour.”

You laughed at his little joke about Kiri. But that’s a fact. Since you arrived here all she’s been doing is examining all local flora and fauna. You missed your time together in the forest, maybe now you’ll have a chance to talk and just be together.

“Okay!”

“Tell me if something goes wrong.”

You knew this look. The big brother look. Sometimes you think how hard it would be for you to live without your family, the way you’re connected to them something really fascinating. And one of your love signs is time. Spending time with your family and each member is the way you show love, the way you feel protected and loved.

You see Kiri laying down in water and looking for something. She didn’t see anyone around, attracted by… water? You didn’t try to understand what’s going on in her mind.

“Hey, pandora geek.”

You stood in front of Kiri and the shadow from your body covered her. Only after that she raised her head and squinted at you.

“I thought you’re with Neteyam. What’s wrong?” She sat on the sand, water was covering her legs a little. You did the same thing, hugging your knees and placing your head on them.

“We took a break, my brain doesn’t work properly. I still can’t ride ilu.”

Hopeless sigh made your sister chuckle, but then she saw your eyes. They were full of sadness, you were not happy. Kiri felt guilt, as your sister she had to be with you, she forgot that Sullys stick together.

“What bothers you?” You were not sure if it’ll be okay to tell her everything. But you family always encourage you to speak what lays in your heart, so you decided to do it.

“There’s a lot… I miss home, I miss flying with you, Neteyam and Lo’ak around Hallelujah mountains.” You were vulnerable now and this is one of those rare moments when you opened your feelings easily. Kiri was the only one you did it with. You could feel tears coming to your eyes, you needed this. “I just miss our way of life. I don’t know why it’s so hard for me to get used to it. Especially, when you always hear…”

“Hey monkeys! Still can’t ride ilu? How can you be so yaymak? You’re both freaks!” you could recognize this voice in millions. “One sister has demon blood, another is too dumb to do things that even infants can do!”

Ao’nung and his friends were coming towards you. Kiri’s body immediately tensed, you could feel it.

“What do you want? Is there nothing to do?”

Ao’nung and his friends came closer and you both stood up. Kiri was looking at him angrily, ready to fight. You were supposed to have such a good conversation, opening each other your soul, but this bully spoiled everything.

“My goal for now is to get rid of such fake Na’vis like you two and your stupid little brother.”

You were furious, how dare he talk like this about your family. Yes, he did say mean things to you, but he still picked his words. Now it’s too much. Nobody can talk about your family this way.

“Shut up and don’t get close to me and my siblings!” You tried to get into protective sister mode. Kiri was shocked by the way you raised your voice. She’s never heard such tone from you before.

“Look at this! Little girl knows how to talk?” Ao’nung was teasing you and laughing with Roxto and the rest of his friends. “Maybe you’ll learn how to swim properly soon by the time my future brother or sister will turn 10. Hopefully.”

You clenched your fists, trying to hold all your emotions. Anger, offense, sadness. It felt like a hurricane of extremely high spectrum of emotions, which was hard for you to bear.

“Don’t you dare…”

You didn’t control yourself that you were coming closer and pushing him. The reason why you felt this way was in him.

He did this to you.

You didn’t care that he was taller than you and all you faced was his shoulders. You didn’t care that he barely moved as you tried to hurt him as much as he hurt you. All he did was laughing. It seemed like Ao’nung didn’t understand anything you said, like he didn’t see you breaking into pieces right in front of you.

“Calm down, you little skxawng!” It was a joke for him. For you it was your last piece of composure.

“You’re dumb! So dumb that you can’t even understand how much pain you give me! Every day I wish I don’t meet you so you won’t shower me with all your shit! Every night I cry myself to sleep because all your mean words you’ve said hurt me! And you don’t understand me, how can you be so mean?”

You were screaming at him and trying to hit, mental breakdown took over your senses. You could physically feel how your heart hurts and legs weaken. All sounds were heard as if from under the water, you didn’t see what’s going on around you. Someone’s holding your shoulders and pushing you to their chest to not let you fall on your knees.

“Don’t touch her!”

Furious voice sounded from afar. Neteyam. Your brother who always protects you, surrounds you with love you need. That’s why he calls you yawntutsyip. Little loved one.

You could feel your brother as he came closer to you. His steps were as heavy as his mood. When he saw you breaking down in front of this asshole and because of this asshole, he almost lost his temper. The way chief’s son was holding and looking at you, finally realizing that his actions have consequences. He had to drive you crazy to understand it.

“Back off! Now!”

He pushed Ao’nung as he got closer to him, taking off his hands off you. You didn’t realize it was him, who held you all this time. Was it long? Actually, everything happened in less than 2 minutes, but for you it was like an infinity.

“What happened?”

Lo’ak was here, he saw you crying in Kiri’s hands and Neteyam fighting with Ao’nung and his friends. He didn’t need to check on all details to punch Roxto and other guys.

“It’s fine, we’re here. Don’t worry.” Kiri was sitting with you and slowly swaying, while tapping your head to calm you down.

“I’m sorry, I…” that’s all you could say.

Neither you nor Kiri noticed how the fight stopped until Neteyam came closer and examined you. His eyebrow was cut so as his lower lip, but he didn’t care. Now he could feel only your pain.

“Yawntutsyip… my sister.”

“I’m sorry, Neteyam. I didn’t…” You were gasping for breath from crying, not being able to collect your thoughts.

“Shhh, that’s fine, you’re fine. We’re here, nobody will hurt you again.” Kiri gave you to Neteyam, he was calming you down repeating the same moves as Kiri did. You were crying, letting all pain, that was suppressed inside of your soul, to flow through you.

Your siblings knew that you need to feel it to let it go. That is the only way for relief.

“Let’s go home, yawntutsyip?” Neteyam’s voice was calming as always, he hated seeing you crying.

You just nodded in agreement, hiding your face in brother’s neck and holding him as if someone can take you from him in any moment.

Yes, most Na’vis are brave, ready to fight and protect their beloved ones. But you just can’t do it. You are the one who needs to be protected. Eywa created you that way and you can do nothing about it.

“Don’t ever come to our sisters, you little bitch! Are you so insecure that you’re afraid to battle with me and choose those who are weaker than you?” Lo’ak didn’t miss to say the last goodbye before following after all of you. He didn’t wait for the answer, he didn’t need it.

Ao’nung was standing up there and looking as your figures disappear. No words are in his mind, except for one.

“Fuck”

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I hope you liked it! I’m not sure if I’ll write the second part🫣 I have an idea but idk if it’s worth it, we’ll see!

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atxxokirina · 9 months

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More concept art to cleanse your mind, body, and soul. 🪼💜

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liasadventuretime · 1 year

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✦ YOU JEALOUS ?

neteyam x reader x ao'nung

PROMPT ➜ neteyam and y/n had anything but a good relationship, always fighting and bickering over something. but once those lustful eyes and lingering hands started getting noticed, everything changed, but neteyam could possibly have realised everything too late.

TAGS ➜ angst, slight mention of sex, teasing, heavy language

"you know what, fuck off and leave me alone skxawng" if there's one thing that neteyam can do so well and effortlessly it's annoy you. he enjoys it, you can see it on his face from how hard that motherfucker smiles.

he was "The Mighty Warrior", the best, the smartest, the strongest, the most mature. but when jake and neytiri couldn't see him, he was just another teenage boy, who got more dick than brain. you were incredibly grateful for everything that the sully family did for you, taking care and trying their best to always make you comfortable, since you lost your parents in the same war where neytiri and jake met. one time, you remember well that night, while doing some late night talking with lo'ak, he said that it seemed almost like eywa took something but immediately gave it back to you, "what Eywa gives, Eywa takes".

but if you knew how much this lil bitch was going to annoy you, you might've as well killed yourself. but you're grateful you didn't because Eywa gave you the mom, the dad, the brother and the two sisters you never knew you needed. you and neteyam used to actually be very close, as children always playing and laughing together, almost made neytiri doubt if Eywa sent you to them for him. but as soon as you two realised that you were both the best, things started to crumble. what was filled with love and laughter, was now filled with bitterness and competitiveness. the first fight of yours, became one of the many.

but it seemed like everyone noticed it but the two of you. the tension, might as well say sexual tension, was thicker the more you two grew. it could intoxicate the whole room. flirting with eachother with insults, and punches. never realising what you felt , not being capable of explaining the attraction between y'all. so you simply ignored it, and continued bumping heads as long as you could feel his hands on you and as long he could hear you talking, actually insulting, to him. as long as he could look at you being so angry because of something HE said, making YOU feel something, anything, towards him.

you were fighting once again because of ao'nung, neteyam always making comments about how he holds you, or kiss you while fake moaning with others around. to say the least, it was embarrassing and you were kind of scared ao'nung would take it the wrong way, because you knew damn well you didn't like him.

"oh yes, ao'nung fuck me harder please i'm such a whore" neteyam said while laughing and getting in front of you to stop you from going away, you raised your head to look at him only to see that fucking stare and smirk he always seemed to have plastered on his face. that face. that handsome and hateful face. lo'ak was on the ground laughing his ass off, enjoying every single one of your fights, but he also stayed there and watched to know who was going to throw the first punch, since none of your arguments has ended without one of you being on top of the other, and not in the way y'all think.

"why don't you like him ? what are you ? jealous because you know he could fuck me but you can't even touch me ?" he suddenly stopped laughing, his grin being replaced with a serious face, making you smirk knowing you hit him where you wanted. even though you hated eachother so much, you were both so jealous. if your jealousy for one another could pay the bills, you'd be the richest in the fucking room, that's something neytiri always said.

"you're such a slag you would let anyone with a dick and muscles fuck you 'till you're dumb" he whispered in your ear, feeling the smirk on his face without even having to look at his face. your grin dropped immediately, feeling your blood boil and before you even realised it, it was your last fucking straw.

you punched him right in the jaw, taking him off guard and making him stumble, but you didn't even have to think a second about it before he returned the punch x5 harder but on your nose. lo'ak immediately got up annoyed but also kind of scared one of you would kill the other, it's not like you weren't capable of it.

" dad ! " he called, when he saw you on top of him but with wrists restrained by one of his hands while trying to dodge your slaps and punches. blood was pouring down your nose, and the bruise was already visible on his face. your nose could probably bleed for maybe another five minutes, but he would have to carry the mark of your punch for the rest of the month.

"my lord, fuck. DAD ! THEY'RE FIGHTING AGAIN !" he screamed and then sighed, jake immediately ran to the both of you, with the angriest expression on his face , since this was your third fight that week. he pulled the two of you apart. "if i hear you two motherfuckers ever fight again, i'll lock you both in a tent until you'll make peace, understood ?"

you could barely stand on your feet, neteyam was still holding his jaw and jake was breathing heavily, so you didn't wait a second and you both said "yessir, sorry sir" at the same time, because if he got seriously angry, may the lord have mercy on anyone he comes across.

neytiri tried to talk to him, and jake tried to talk to you but even after all the promises, you just couldn't avoid him. he was with you always. at home, in the field, in the clan, in picture frames, in dirty dreams, while ao'nung's hand was on your waist, lingering way too much... you just couldn't frame him out.

it's not like he could do anything about you either. he lost count of how many times his mom tried and convince him of trying to at least not always end up with your hands all over each other, and a few new bruises. he just... can't ? for some reason he couldn't fathom why you couldn't leave his mind. you were imprinted on his eyelids, tattooed in his mind, even while battling, showering or with his hands between his thighs. he was addicted, and whatever you were, you were much stronger than the "herbs" he smokes with you in the nightime, which was the only part of your day where you would rant and talk about anything that came across your mind.

you didn't like eachother one bit, that's true. but when he had something on his mind or just needed to talk to someone who could understand him, your tent was the first one he visited. with all the pressure and responsibility that you two hold, having someone that can understand you is important. basically every night you either met on the beach or his tent, to just smoke, talk or even cry. you ended each "peace" session with a hug and went back to hating eachother the next morning.

"hey, are you coming ?" lo'ak said while entering your tent, placing himself next to you while you were rebraiding your hair after your fight with neteyam. you looked confused for a second and asked "coming where ?". you weren't even sure you wanted to go wherever he was going, because you just know neteyam is going to be there. but why let him ruin all your fun ? ao'nung was probably going to be there, so why not ?

lo'ak looked around your tent and took the sandwich that was on the counter next to you, taking a bite off of it. "i was eating that if you don't mind" you said taking the sandwich out of his hands, to cut it in half and give him the other half. he smiled at your gesture, you could hate him all you want but you just had that sweet spot for him. lo'ak was definitely the person you were the closest with, having eachother's backs and protecting one another in any situation. if he wanted to get in trouble, you followed him while complaining because you were actually scared he would get in some serioustrouble.

"i don't know, tsireya just asked some people if they wanted to hang out and talk and shit, we'll see" he said while trying to be so non-chalant that made him look so nervous. you eyed him for a bit, and when he noticed you smiled and hummed.

"what ?" he asked with a confused expression on his face.

"nothing" but your smile only grew more. he knew what you were thinking, but he just wanted you to say to make sure it wasn't that obvious.

"no c'mon, what ? why are you smiling ?"

"you know that you will have to talk to tsireya alone if you want her to like you, right ? like, do you expect me to also be there while you eat her out or what ?" you laughed, while he was trying to hide his blush but it didn't work.

"YOU'RE GROSS WHAT" he picked up the nearest pillow and threw it at you, but you dodged him before he even threw it. after that, lo'ak tried to not look at you in the eyes while calming down.

"sooo..." he looked at you with a smirk on his face and puppy eyes.

"so what ?" you asked while looking at yourself in the mirror, putting a bandaid on your nose to prevent the scratches from getting infected. is you, being turned because of the memory of him pinning your wrists with one hand to prevent from punching him, that bad ?

"YES !" he jumped up almost scaring you, proceeding to chant and grunt all over your tent. "c'mon, she might already be there, hurry up" you stood up taking his hand and running out of your tent.

after just five minutes, you saw where tsireya was and immediately went there, lo'ak being way too impatient, but this is the actual first time he has liked someone this seriously, so who were you to tell him to calm down ?

lo'ak immediately went straight to tsireya, but you decided to look around a bit to see if you could find anyone. well, maybe someone.

you turned around the fire place, when you accidentally bumped shoulders with someone, but as soon as you realised who you were turning around for to excuse yourself, your heart almost stopped.

he winked at you with a smirk on his face, and immediately walked away. still confused because of your interaction with neteyam, you find ao'nung. he smiles and pats the space between his thighs, you walk there and immediately sat while looking at him. he used to hold you tight and place his chin on your head. even though you didn't like him that way, he was the first guy that held you without hurting you. he was sweet, kind and strong. the perfect man. he cared so much about you, but you both knew you didn't want anything serious, just someone to have a bit of fun with. between his big arms you felt protected, safe from everything and anyone.

his smile could light up a whole room, his back and hands could protect hundreds of villages, his words could heal the deepest wounds, his tears could wipe away continents but he loves so deeply he can get buried inside anyone's heart.

but for some reason…

...you still didn't feel the spark.

the spark, that unfortunately, you could feel with someone else.

whom you didn't realise was looking directly at you with the deadliest stare ever. when you noticed him, you immediately froze. but why ? why were you acting like you just caught ? why do you feel this drowning heavy feeling in your stomach ? why was your heart missing a beat, but you felt that heartbeat somewhere else ? why is it that everytime he makes you cry, another tear rolls down your thigh?

why, why, why ?

he held a cup in his hands, basically chocking it, but didn't get his eyes off of you. his posture rigid, his eyes cold and his arms veiny, probably because of the blood that was boiling in his veins.

then, an idea crossed your mind.

you took ao'nung hand who was, as usual, lingering on your waist and placed it on your thigh rubbing it up and down, making it get more and more near to your inner thigh with every stroke.

his patience was slowly thinning out. he couldn't stand it. you're so beautiful when you tease him, it hurts him so much. he wish it could be him. making you whimper and crave oh so more with those eyes which were veiled with tears, and how could he resist his beautiful girl ? how could he say no to you ? if you ever gave him the chance, he would destroy you.

he would treat you as if you were a princess, caring, protecting, and nurturing you but would fuck you as if you were a whore, biting, marking and making sure the next motherfucker could taste his dick on your clit.

he felt blood rush to his erection, making it more noticeable, but why the fuck did he feel that way ? WHY ? maybe he was jealous because he knew you can tell a joke, but will never tell a lie.

ao'nung has a chance, while neteyam doesn't. which makes him feel sorry for you, because he would make sure that everytime he fucked you, you would come back crawling and begging for more.

more, more, more.

nothing was ever enough. the lustful stares, the lingering eyes, the blush, the smiles you both tried to hide so much, but never worked.

why did he feel jealous every single time you hung out alone with lo'ak, or you laughed at everyone's jokes but his ? why did he get hard everytime you spoke near his ear or accidentally touched him ? why was he so sensitive around you ? every move of yours making his stomach flip ? why were so... you ?

meanwhile, ao'nung carefully moved your hair out of the way, making neteyam hold his cup even more tightly, and whispered in your ear "what are you doing, darling ?"

ao'nung couldn't act like nothing was happening, his smile plastered across his face, making neteyam even more angry and angry by the second. he probably enjoyed the teasing more than you did. you looked at him with those innocents eyes that neteyam couldn't resist, and whispered back

"nothing" and kissed the back of his ear, taking him off guard and making his erection now way too noticeable. that was neteyam's last straw, he could kill someone with his bare hands. but the difficult part was admitting he would've done it because of you.

he sometimes wishes you could die, because not having you makes his heart cry of pain every single day. in his opinion, it's his life's biggest torture. but as someone else would say, his heart and dick were so full of you, he could barely call them his own. the way you looked at him in the eyes while teasing another man, could make any person fall to their knees and beg, beg, beg. which you weirdly enjoyed, it's not like you didn't know the effect you had on people.

it was enough for now, you didn’t wanna take it too far.

you stood up, and lightly kissed ao'nung on the lips and whispered goodnight. neteyam immediately threw away his cup smashing it, and stood up following you, making people watch you and him as you both left making everyone ask themselves what was happening.

before you could enter your tent, you felt a big cold hand grab the back of your neck making you gasp, and making you turn around you and look up to stare directly at neteyam's eyes, the most beatiful and deadliest eyes ever. you could get lost in them, but did he know that ? was it even worth it to think all that stuff about him if he didn't know ? was all the fighting, jealousy and teasing worth it ? why ?

because you were both too proud to admit anything, nonetheless your weird and sick attraction for eachother.

"what the fuck was that kiss ? what the fuck are doing ? are you his whore ? hm ? " he said grinning his teeth and hissing, almost making a nerve on his temple pop, while keeping his hand tight on the back of your neck. the amount of time that you fantasised about his calloused hands roughly all over you. you could just feel his jealousy through every word he spat in your face, and lord why was it so attractive ?

this man was so angry, but so damn attractive and oh did it make you want to let him do anything to you. anything.

you smiled and grinned, knowing what was going thru his mind, and whispered in his ear, feeling his goosebumps and breath he didn't realise he was holding.

"you jealous ?"

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josiesullysblog · 1 year

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It’s You

~AGED UP Neteyam x Na’vi reader

~Fluff, kissing, angst, touching, grinding

~Proofread?-no

~Summary- Sun boyfriend x moon girlfriend!!

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Neteyam met you when you were both thirteen. You were by the water trying to catch a fish with your bare hands. You laughed as you played around, his eyes staring at you with curiosity.

Didn't you know that wasn't an efficient way to get a fish? He came closer, though your back was still towards him. He had his bow in hand and was trying to help you out. “Maybe I could help you out!” you turned quickly glaring at the boy. “I don’t need a boy's help,” you continued back at trying to get a fish, “oh.”

Neteyam stared at you more, “Well are you gonna leave?” you looked at him to which he shook his head, “I can't leave you out here by yourself!” you scoffed, “I can take care of myself just fine,” as you turned you tripped over yourself, but as you fell Neteyam quickly grabbed you.

You both looked at each other, not making a sound before you got out of his arms. “Did my brother send you?” you titled your head, “if he did, you don't have to stay.”

Neteyam smiled, “Nope! No one sent me I just wanna stay,” He didn't know why he wanted to stay with the girl, but he wanted to make sure she was okay. You crossed your arms looking at him, “Fine you can stay,” Neteyam smiled, “but you have to listen to everything I say!” You smiled big as you expected him to say no, “That's fine!”

“So what are you gonna do?” he said as he came up next to you, “well I wanted to go deeper into the forest!” you started walking quickly, “Wait up!” Neteyam tried matching your pace, “I wanna make a pretty bracelet, like the ones my mom always wears. But the beads are a little further out!”

You smiled thinking about the bracelet, “why not have your mom or dad get the beads?” you shook your head, “they can't, they are helping my sister.”

Neteyam nodded, “And the rest of my family are too busy helping her to notice me, so i’m going to get them myself,” you started playing with the flowers around you, “what's your name?” Neteyam asked as he watched you, “[Y/n], what's yours?”

“Neteyam,” you nodded, “cool,” you both kept walking till you finally stopped, “Right there do you see them?” you smiled big as Neteyam’s eyes sparkled at the colorful beads, “Since I was so gracious and let you tag along, you go get them!”

Neteyam shrugged, “That's okay with me,” you watched as he carefully stepped over rocks, as the beads you wanted were on high trees, and took a good climber to reach.

Although you were initially annoyed that the boy tagged along, you found him useful. You were by yourself most of the time, with your parent's attention on your younger sister. She was born, sick that's what you like to say. She was more prone to sickness, and that meant a lot of the time your parents were focused on making sure she was alright.

Your older brother, who seemed the only person to remember you, became like a mother and father to you. Though you saw him as overprotective, you knew he meant well.

“Be careful,” you said as the boy climbed higher, “when I get down you have to give me a gift for doing this!” you laughed at him, “Okay!”

As he kept going, you both were unaware that you were being watched. Neytiri and Jake were out for a quick walk when Neytiri noticed Neteyam in a tree.

“This boy is trying to kill me,” she said as she stomped closer, Jake right behind looking around to see if any of his other kids were there to see a girl. He immediately stopped Neytiri, “I think he’s trying to impress a girl,” a smile appeared on his cheeks.

Neytiri laughed, “Putting your life in danger is no way to impress someone,” she turned when she noticed Neteyam was down, he handed you the beads to which you smiled, “What's my gift,” you smiled, “What do you want?”

Neteyam thought, “I want to be friends!” Jake laughed watching the boy, “Okay that's fine with me!” you said before turning, “now you have to walk me home, that's how you treat your lady friends.”

Neteyam nodded, “I was gonna do it anyways,” as he led you back he couldn't help but smile. You were beautiful, his eyes couldn't leave you. He kept wondering where you’ve been his whole life.

“Is there something on me?” you laughed as you approached where your family slept. Neteyam shook his head, “No, there's nothing on you,” you then titled your head, “Then why are you staring so hard?”

You laughed harder as you realized the blush appeared on his cheeks. “You're cute, Teyem!” you noticed your brother coming and sighed, “I have to go, but I’ll see you tomorrow?” Neteyam nodded, “Of course!” you smiled before turning around but facing the boy again and kissing his cheek, “bye Neteyam!” you ran towards your brother as the boy stood there smiling.

“Who was that?” Your brother, Alo, said as he watched the boy walk away, “my friend,” you said as you sat down and started getting the beads ready, “the chief’s son wants to be friends with you?”

“Yeah, is that a problem?” you loved your brother but sometimes he could be so annoying, “just watch out, guys don't wanna be friends with girls just cause,” you nodded, “okay.”

Neteyam couldn't wipe the smile off his face, the cutest girl kissed him on the cheek. He smiled on the way to his family, smiled as he help Kiri clean up, and smiled as he saw his parents come home. “Neteyam you seem happy,” Jake beamed as Neytiri rolled her eyes, “I had a good day, sir!”

Nothing could knock him off the tower he was on, “hm I see,” Neytiri said but before she could question more Tuk was in her arms taking her attention away.

The next day, Neteyam was forced to watch Tuk, though he didn't mind any other day, today he wanted to see you. “Do I have to?” he whined as he watched Tuk run around, “Yes, your mother and I have important business,” he sighed, “what do you have going that you so badly want to leave?” Neytiri asked the boy.

“Just wanted to hang out with a friend,” Neteyam said as Jake smiled, “what kind of friend?” Lo’ak ears perked up laughing as he saw his brother go red, “Neteyam has a girlfriend!” the boy laughed loud. Neteyam groaned, “Lo’ak shut up!”

With all the loudness, Kiri was the only one to notice your presence. “Hi,” the girl waves at you, “hello,” you said as you kept your hands behind your back, “is Neteyam free?” you said as you watch him argue with his brother.

“One minute,” she walked over to Neteyam yanking his tail, “you free?” Neteyam held his tail as he turned to yell but was hit with your face. You smiled as his eyes laid on you, “you free?” he faced his parents with begging eyes, “Twenty minutes.” Jake said as he watch the boy run towards you.

You both walked away as Neteyam grinned like an idiot. “Thanks again for helping me yesterday,” you told him as you stood in front of him, “I wanted to give you a gift,” you grabbed his arm before placing a bracelet on it. It had the same beads he gave you yesterday, and a sun gem right in the middle of it. “Like it?”

The boy smiled, “I love it! Thank you,” you nodded, “I made us matching ones,” you showed the one you had on your wrist, “I let you be the sun since you always have that smile on,” you said. “And I have a moon gem!” you beamed at the boy.

“These means were close right, like best friends?” you shrugged, “Sure,” Neteyam laughed, “Neteyam!” the boy turned and saw his mother, “I gotta go,” you hugged him, “See you later,” you walked away as Neteyam’s eyes stayed glued to you, you were perfect to him.

As the years went by, the closer you became to Neteyam. Wherever you were, he was close by, and the other way around. He was your best friend, he knew everything about you and you knew everything about him.

Your stomach moved every time he smiled, you nicknamed him, “Sun,” because his smile was so bright it made you happy. He was your everything and besides your brother, the only other person to notice you.

“Hey Mom,” you smiled as you noticed the bags under her eyes. Your sister has gotten worse over the years, “Nene, how are you feeling?” you smiled sadly, as the woman called for your sister, “It's [Y/n].”

She made a sad face, “Go check on her,” you nodded as you quickly went to, “Nene, how are you feeling?” you immediately grabbed a bowl of warm water and a towel. You smiled as you helped her up and started cleaning her, “worse,” the girl said.

“I’m only gonna get worse,” she gave a sad smile, “don't say that,” you said, “you’ll get better, you always do,” she shook her head, “not this time,” You knew she was getting worse, everyone knew. You just didn't want to come to terms with it.

“You can't leave, me and you still haven't adventured the forest, or picked berries that mom would never let us eat,” you rambled as you set the towel down, “you're going to get better and we’ll play together again,” tears fell from your eyes. “I need you, sissy.”

You didn't like talking about your family, it was a sore spot. Besides Mo’at, no one else knew how bad your sister actually was, well Neteyam did. You cried countless nights to him about her. How you wished you had more time with her.

That you feel bad for your parents and your brother, but Neteyam has always had this calmness to him that makes you feel better. “When you and Neteyam have children, you have to name your daughter after me,” your sister said softly.

You had gotten up to get her food, she had become so weak she can't even walk to have dinner with the clan. “What makes you think that we're gonna have kids?” she sighed, “he always picks you up in the morning, and you both have this lovesick face on all the time.”

You blushed as she spoke, “See, all I did was mention him, and you smile.” you nodded, “he is very cute.” as you both spoke your mother came, “Has she eaten?” you nodded, “have you cleaned her?” you nodded, “I’ve done everything, mom, you can rest.”

“No, I can't but thank you,” she kissed you on the head, “head out and go have fun,” you nodded as you decided to head to the pond. You thought about everything, you and Neteyam, your family. Neteyam was like your family, though your brother would say different.

He doesn't like Neteyam, you don't know why but he has something against the boy. “You could do better,” you groaned just thinking about it.

You were twenty now and could make your own choices. You’ve known Neteyam since you were thirteen and if Neteyam was, “Just trying to get in your pants,” he would've been done something.

You just believed your brother saw you more like a daughter than a sister. That's why he acts the way he does, but as your feelings for Neteyam grow the more you realize he gonna have to deal with just more than Neteyam stopping by.

“Hey,” you heard fast feet behind you, Neteyam smiled at you, “You were gonna leave without me?” he said dramatically, “I thought you had training,” you smiled big at him as he hugged you, “finished early,” his eyes looked into yours as he smiled.

“What,” you said smiling at the boy, “nothing your eyes are just pretty,” you giggled, “thanks,” you let go of the boy and started walking, “how’s your sister,” you sighed thinking about her, “not too good, but she spoke much more today!”

You tried staying positive, “what did she say?” you blushed thinking back to what she said, “she wants me to name my daughter after her,” you said causing the boy to laugh. Neteyam only ever saw himself with you, nobody could amount to your beauty.

To your laugh, your walk, the way you talk, or the way you move. The way his name comes out your mouth, the way your eyes sparkle when you see something or someone you love. Nobody could ever be you, and he knew if he ever mated with another, he’d be searching for you in them.

“Your daughter would have a beautiful name then,” you nodded, “yeah she said you’d be the father,” Neteyam couldn't help but beam. “Is that so,” you faked pushing him away, “She obviously knows you have great taste.”

You laughed, “That's enough,” you both approach the pond and you immediately picked up speed. Neteyam watch as you dipped your toes in, watched how your hips moved side to side. He most definitely was going to give you a child.

He wanted to provide for you, make you happy, and be an amazing father and dad. He wanted to be the best thing to happen to you if your brother would let him. Neteyam tried hard to make the boy like him. He was polite, he treated you right and brought you home every night. Neteyam didn't have a big ego, but what was there to not like about him?

He was the perfect person for you, so he thought maybe your brother was projecting. That's the only reason he could think of, “Gonna join me?” you cut his train of thought off, “of course.”

Though you both never said it, both of you knew you’d end up together. Even if your brother said no, or Neteyam was constantly focusing on his training. At the end of the day, you two were meant for each other.

You splashed water on him, “what's got you thinking so hard,” the boy smiled, “just the future,” you nodded, “scared?” the boy sighed, “Kinda, but I know I’ll be okay,” you stood in front of him, “I have you,” he said moving a braid out your face.

“Hm,” you got closer, “what if your parents find you a mate,” you always teased the fact Neteyam was meant to be the next clan leader at him. Cracking jokes about how his parents will find him, someone, if he doesn't.

“Guess all your Tsahik training would go to waste,” he said getting closer to you. “A shame,” you smiled, “a real shame,” Neteyam said before closing the gap. He grabbed you by the waist to bring you closer, you straddled his lap placing your hands on his chest.

His hand moved to your hair, as he broke the kiss. “Fucking perfect,” he said as he yanked your head backward, showing off your neck. As he kissed your neck, you moaned out loud. Smiling to yourself you started grinding down making the boy hard.

He brought himself back to your lips, “your beautiful,” he whispered. You smiled but that smile was taken when you felt Neteyam being ripped away from you. “What the fuck are you doing?” Your brother hissed at you both. “Fuck.” was the only thing going through your mind.

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Hey guys!! I’m so excited for the summer, I’ll finally have a consistent posting schedule!!! I’ll be posting next weekend, till then!!

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pandorxxx · 1 year

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Crazy about you

Lo’ak (21) x omatikayan fem readef (18)

Warnings: SMUT THE HOUSE, bondage, p in v, oral,spitting, spanking, bruising, cursing, squirting, DOM-Lo’ak.

🔞Minors, do not interact🔞

Now this wasn’t like any other love story; where girl gets boy and they live happily ever after. This was a story of an unhealthy obsession, and the beginning of a toxic relationship. You knew that your attraction to lo’ak was affecting you, but you just couldn’t help it. It had been this way ever since he started training you to become a warrior. The way he scolded you, yelled at you, snatched you up for being a trouble maker….it sparked a desire deep inside of your heart that couldn’t be put out until you got what you wanted. Until you got him…

These feelings were not reciprocated, however. He felt as if you were unhindered, and he knew that your obsession for him was not healthy. Not that he doesn’t like his women being obsessed, but you were….crazier, and he shied away from you because of that. At first, lo’ak thought the little crush you had on him was cute, but now it was scaring him. Scaring him to the point where he wanted nothing to do with you, ending training with you all together. So you could imagine his surprise when you still showed up for sessions.

“Y/n, what are you doing here?” He asked sternly, walking over to you. He grabbed you with ease, pulling you to a nearby tree so that none of the other warriors or trainers could hear.

“Training silly!” You smiled, tracing his chiseled body up and down, not being able to keep your eyes off of him. He stood up straight, looking around before leaning back down to you.

“Stop looking at me like that, little one. I already told you that I canceled training with you. Do you not remember?” He asked in a calm tone, handling your feelings with care because he knew…

He knew this good girl act that you put up was just a façade, and deep down, you could lash out at any second, and there was no telling how far you’d go.

You tilted your head, pouting up at him. “I remembered, but I thought I’d come anyway. Why don’t you want to train me anymore?” You croaked, tearing forming in your eyes

He sighed, running his hands down his face. “Y/n. Go home.” He said, melodic voice ringing through your ears like your favorite song. You smiled, gripping his arm to pull him closer. He pulled away immediately. He growled, wrapping his hand around your neck.

“GO. HOME.” He mumbled, clenching his jaw before letting you go harshly, causing you to stumble back. “I love you too, lo’ak! See you later!” you chirped, swinging from side to side.

He growled in frustration, rubbing his hands through his hair rougly. “Do NOT come to my hut later. I’m tired of kicking you out every night, bro. I need you to stay away from me. Got it?” He whispered angrily, with his hands on his hips.

Before you could answer, he walked off. Going back to train another warrior. Your eyebrows shifted in confusion, before turning back around, walking away from him.

As you trailed back to your hut, you couldn’t get over how stubborn lo’ak was being. Why was he acting like he wanted nothing to do with you? Why did he cancel training? Did he think you were crazy? Unhinged?

“Hey, y/n! Wait up!” You heard a familiar voice speak. You turned around to be met with Neteyam, jogging towards you to catch up.

“Oh, hey Neteyam.” You sighed, turing back around to walk forward. He finally caught up to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“I saw what happened, little one. Are you ok?” He asked in a concerned tone, looking down at your dainty figure.

“Maybe you could tell me. What is the matter with me? Why doesn’t lo’ak like me anymore?” You asked, stopping in your tracks to face Neteyam.

“Maybe he believes that you are too young for him, yeah? I mean, you just turned 18.” Neteyam chuckled, gesturing calmly.

“Tis not it, teyam! And you know it! Tell me why he doesn’t want me!” You lashed out, crossing your arms as you glared up at him. He sighed, gripping either sides of your arms in his large hands.

“Lo’ak just thinks that you may be alittle….obsessed.” Neteyam tilted his head, lifting a brow at you. “Is that true, y/n?” He nodded, already knowing that you were obsessed with lo’ak, but wanting you to admit it out loud.

“I am obsessed, but there is nothing wrong with that! I would never hurt him!” You shouted, pushing the ball of your finger into his chest.

“Maybe he’s afraid that you will?” His voice raised an octave, statement coming out more like a question. Your gaze softens at Neteyam’s words. Was that it? Lo’ak thought that you would hurt him? You would NEVER hurt him?

“Oh no! I-I dont want him to think that I would eve- I’ve gotta go talk to him!” You stuttered, walking away before Neteyam pulled you back.

“H-How about I talk to him for you? He’ll listen to me. I don’t think it’s smart for you to go back there right now. Give him some time to cool off.” Neteyam explained. Neteyam knew you were unhinged, and it was no point in adding fuel to the fire. So as lo’aks big bro, he took the heat for him.

You looked up at him with narrow eyes, scanning his face for any detection of a lie. “Tell him to meet me back here, eclipse.” Neteyam’s eyes widened. Lo’ak didn’t really listen to him on a regular day, so making him confront his stalker, in the middle of the forest? Now that was going to be a challenge.

“o-ok!” Neteyam nodded, smiling nervously. You squealed him happiness. “Thank you teyam! You don’t know how much this means to me.” You hugged him before skipping away. Leaving him in his thoughts about how in the hell he was going to get lo’ak to meet her tonight.

It was almost eclipse when Neteyam finally decided to bite the bullet, and confess to lo’ak that he got him in a…sticky situation. Neteyam hesitated walking into lo’aks hut, but he needed to talk to him.

“Umm, lo’ak?” Neteyam squinted his eyes, knocking on the, already, opened door to get his brothers attention.

“What’s up, bro.” Lo’ak looked at Neteyam breifly before putting his hair in a ponytail, getting ready for bed. Neteyam walked further in with a nervous smile.

“Uhhh, What happened with you and y/n today? She seemed upset.” Neteyam asked cautiously, leaning back on the wall. Lo’ak chuckled, shaking his head.

“Brooo.” Lo’ak sighed, turning to Neteyam with wide eyes. “That crazy little bitch can’t get enough of me. I mean, I get it, look at me!” He started, turning back to his mirror, taking his neck piece off.

“It was cute at first, because she’s kinda hot. But she’s too obsessed with me. I might wake up to her trying to kill me or something.” Lo’ak chuckled, turning back to his brother. Neteyams hope for lo’ak meeting you tonight….was dwindling, but he had a plan.

“Well! You know that they say about crazy girls.” Neteyam smirked, walking closer to lo’ak. Lo’ak nodded his head, all knowingly before plopping down on his cot, sprawled out as he looked towards the ceiling.

“Hell yeah, bro.” Lo’ak smirked, licking his lips just think about it. He quickly snapped out of it, jolting up to meet neteyams gaze. Lo’ak eyed him up and down in confusion.

“What’s going on here? Why are you asking about y/n?” He squinted his eyes. Neteyam sighed, running his hands through his hair.

“Don’t be mad, but I kinda told y/n that you would met her in the forest in likeeee…..15 minutes or so.” Neteyam smiled widely, shooting lo’ak a thumbs up as he nodded his head. Lo’aks eyes almost popped out of his skull.

“WHAT THE HELL, BRO!” Lo’ak shouted, standing to his feet immediately. “I’ve told you how many times this girl has stalked me, and you set me up on a DATE with her? IN THE FOREST?…..AT NIGHT?” He yelled, gesturing angrily.

“I-I know, DAMMIT! I’m sorry! She just really wants to talk to you, lo’ak. Cant you give her that? Just a conversation? The girl is madly in love with you.” Neteyam confessed calmly, almost feeling sorry for you. You were so relentless with lo’ak, and nothing could stop it.

“You think you know y/n, but you don’t. She wants to do more than talk, and I don’t wanna go down that road with her. You think she’s crazy NOW? She’d need a straight jacket if I gave it to her.” Lo’ak explains, shaking his head before looking in the mirror again. Neteyam rolled his eyes in disgust, walking towards the door.

“Just go and talk to her. It would make her day, and you know it. Be nice for once.” Neteyam spat, stomping out of lo’aks hut. Lo’ak rolled his eyes before staring at himself in the mirror.

“I mean, what could her little ass do to me anyway? I’m not scared! Im a warrior, dammit! I TRAINED HER!” He riled himself up through the mirror. He huffed, growing angry with himself for running from you like YOU were the threat. No, HE was the threat, and you were just a crazy little girl in his eyes. He stomped out of his hut, coming to confront you like he should’ve done a while ago.

You sat on the mossy ground, looking into the sky. You thought about what you would say when he finally got here, or what he would say. All you’ve ever wanted was him, and you hated that he stepped back every time you took a step closer.

“Y/N!” You heard lo’ak shout from a distance, startling you. You whipped around, seeing him stomp towards you with vengeance.

“Get up.” He muttered through gritted teeth, snatching you off the ground by your armpits, pinning you to a nearby tree. For the first time, he genuinely scared you with his anger.

“Ouch! What did I do now?” You whined, throwing your head back on the tree. “You just can’t seem to get it through your head. I DO NOT WANT TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU!” He screamed, just inches away from your face making you flench with every syllable. You looked up at him, plastering that crazy smile of yours across your face.

“Oh, but lo‘ak! If you’d just give me a chance, I’d think we’d be perfect for eachother.” You confessed in your sweet, innocent voice as you rubbed his arm. He shook his head with a quick chuckle of utter disbelief.

“No we wouldn’t! First off, im too old for you. Second off, YOURE CRAZY!” He confessed, looking down at your confused face. You tilted your head as your eyebrows furrowed.

“I’m crazy about you, baby. Don’t you get it?” You asked, bringing him closer by the band of his loincloth. He towered over your small frame, sighing loudly as he looked around, then back at you.

“What do you want? Huh? You want some dick? Is that it? Will that shut you up?” He asked, looking for your eye contact, but you were too fixated on his growing bulge. “Mhmm!” your ears perked up as you hummed, nodding frantically.

“If I give it to you, do you promise to leave me alone? We can be friends, but the obsession has to STOP! Do you hear me?” He replied sternly, letting you go completely. You nodded slowly, waiting for his command before you went completely feral. He put his hands on his hips, eyeing you up and down to see what to do with you first.

“Okay, so I’m guessing you’ve never done this before. I’ll take it slo-“ he was cut off by the impact of the ground. You straddled him, pinning his arms down.

“DAMN! wh-what the f- aghh! fuck a-re you doing?!?!” He stuttered, struggling to get you off of him as your insatiable habits had taken the forefront. You took your hair out of its ponytail, wrapping the string around his wrists quickly. With that, you pushed his wrists above his head, leaning down to his face.

“I give you the green light, and THIS is what you do? You couldn’t give me a minute? SHIT!” He shouted, trying to wiggle his way out of the tight string.

“I’m sorry baby, I just couldn’t wait any longer. I want you soooo bad.” You giggled, attaching your lips to his neck. You trailed up and down his jugular, planting soft kisses and lightly sucking it. His wiggling slowly came to a halt as he purred in pleasure. You reached down to his loincloth, untying it slowly. You grabbed his throbbing cock, causing him to jolt up. You moved to his lips, planting tiny kissed across them.

“u-untie me.” He growled, panting as he looked you in your eyes. “Why? So you can run off? I’ve finally got you where I want you.” You spoke lowly, trailing your kisses down to his stomach.

“No! So I can give you what you want, and we can get this OVER WITH!” He growled, muscles flexing with every strain of his voice. You ignored him completely, trailing all the way down to his aching cock. You wasted no time, immediately engulfing him in your mouth.

“Shit! y-you couldn’t give me a warning?” He asked breathlessly, watching you bob your head up and down his huge shaft. You made it sloppy, spitting down onto his cock, before taking him all in your mouth again, gagging and chocking on him.

“Damn, girl. w-who taught y- fuck! You this?” He stuttered, moaning loudly under you as he wiggled weakly. You looked up at him through your eyebrows, slowly sliding your mouth off of him, making sure to make a popping sound. You jerked his cock, as you licked his sack, engulfing it completely, still glaring at him with nothing but lust in your eyes

“Ohhhh shit! b-be gentle with that!” He threw his head back, his face screwing In pleasure. You sucked his balls slowly, juggling them in your mouth before pulling away. You sat up in between his legs, gently pulling your top and loincloth off as you maintained that lustful eye contact.

“Can I ride it, lo’ak?” You asked crawling up to his chest, positioning yourself above his cock. He wasn’t even listening to you. He was way too focused on your perfect breasts that were inches away from his face, and He couldn’t even touch them. “Huh?” He muttered, still glued on your chest. You giggled, bending down to his face. “Wanna touch ‘em?” You asked seductively, kissing his chin.

“How if you won’t untie me?” He asked in an irritated tone. You sat up again, reaching over his head to grab his wrists. You pulled them up to you, attaching his hands to your soft breasts. He immediately squeezed them, biting his lip in the process.

“Happy?” You asked, placing your hands on his chest. He nodded frantically, eyes threatening to pop out of his head. Without warning, you slid onto him, sucking him in with one fell swoop. Your mouth went wide, as you threw your head back in pleasure.

“Damn! You’re so f-fucking wet, mama. All for me huh?” He asked with a smirk, watching you bounce up and down on him.

“yessss!!! it’s all for youuu!” You whined, balling your pretty little face up in pleasure. You sped up the pace, looking him in his eyes.

“Untie me, I won’t leave.” He huffed, watching you Please yourself without any of his help.

“You promise?” You moaned, leaning in to place your forehead on his. “I promise.” He grunted, thrusting up into you as he bit his lip. Your mouth flew opened, as you fell into his chest from the overwhelming amount of pleasure.

“See? Now Imagine how good I could make you feel if you untied me.” He muttered in your ear, nibbling on the lobe. You reached down lazily, untying his arms as he rutted into you. Once free, He immediately dug his fingernails into your hips, bring you down onto him with every hard thrust. You let out a broken scream that muffled with every stroke.

“You feel amazingggg!” You whimpered, throwing your head back in pure bliss. All he could do was stare at your bouncing breasts, almost sent into a trance by them.

“Comere.” He growled, grabbing your neck harshly, pulling you down to his face. “Are you sure this is what you want?” He grunted, slapping your breasts before massaging them.

“YES! YES! Please, lo’ak!” You screamed, feeling your orgasm build in your lower abdomen. He smirked, pulling you into a sloppy kiss as he thrusted into you relentlessly. He kissed you hungrily; sucking on your lip, spitting in your mouth. You pulled back a-little , moaning into his lips.

“Lo’ak, I’m g-gonna cum!” You squealed, holding the side of his face. He slowed down his pace , rolling his hips into yours to massage your sweet spot with his swollen tip. “Do what you gotta do, mama.” He whispered before taking your sore nipple into his mouth, sucking it softly, as he pumped into you at a steady pace. The overwhelming stimulation sent you over the edge.

“YES! RIGHT THERE!” You screamed sharply, convulsing and cumming hard before falling into his chest. “Yes, just like that baby! I’m gonna fuck the crazy outta you.” He growled, pumping into you slowly as he held your trembling body in his arms. You cried into his chest, feeling jolts of pleasure shoot through your spine with every thrust.

“I thought you were ready? I thought this was what you wanted?” He asked in your ear, as he felt your tears pour over the sides of his waist. He flipped over, prying you off of him to put you on all fours. Your head immediately fell to the ground, hips still in the air.

“No sleeping, mama. We’ve go unfinished business. You brought this upon yourself.” Lo’ak chuckled, slamming into you. Your eyes widened as you tried to get up, but you felt a strong hand pushing your head into the mossy ground.

“Stay just like this! Don’t fucking move!” Lo’ak growled, rutting into your sensitive cunt, making your legs tremble.

“Lo’ak, pleaseee! I w-wont stalk you anymore!” You whimpered, reaching around to push him out of you, as the pleasure was too much for you to bear. He grabbed both of your arms, pinning them behind your back as he took his ponytail out, tying the string around your wrists to secure you.

“Doesn’t feel so good, does it?” He asked, bending down to your ear as he thrusted into you at a fast pace. You cried out, trying to crawl away from him to no avail.

“I-I-mmm!- I GET IT! I will a -ngh!- Leave you aloneeee!” You whined, tears blurring your vision from the indescribable pleasure.

“If you think I’m letting this pussy go, you’re sadly mistaken. You fucked up, little one.” He chuckled, slapping your ass hard. You whimpered into the ground, feeling that familiar knot in your stomach. He trailed his strong hand all the way up your back and to your hair, pulling you flush to his chest by your braids, harshly. You yelped in pain, feeling your hair rip with every harsh pull.

“This pussy is mines now right? Say it!” He grunted, hitting your bruised sweetspot everytime.

“Fuck!” You squealed, earning you a slap on the ass. You jolted in pain, wiggling under his touch.

“That’s not what the fuck I said!” He growled in your ear, shaking your head with every syllable. you couldn’t even form a collective thought, the pleasure was eating you alive.

“I-I , thi-“ you stuttered. Lo’ak grew angry as he pushed your head back down into the ground, spanking you until you did what he wanted.

“SAY THAT SHIT RIGHT NOW!” He yelled, spanking your ass as you tried desperately to squirm from under him.

“LO’AK! MERCY!” You begged, as you felt your ass stinging from your punishment.

“NO, FUCK THAT!” He roared, growing irate. He continued spanking you, harder and harder until you said it.

“T-This pussy is yours, lo’ak!” You screamed, tears running down your face.

“And I’m the only one who can handle your crazy ass, RIGHT?” He shouted, making you scream in fear. “YES, LO’AK!” You whimpered.

“Say you love this dick!” He commanded, rutting into you at the speed of light, slapping your bruised cheeks one more time.

“Ohhhh I love this dick! I love it sooo much!” You moaned, shutting your eyes tightly. Before you knew it, your legs started shaking under him.

“I’m g-gonna cum soon!” You screamed, feeling him hit your sweetspot one good time, making you cry out. You collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably under him. You let go, squirting all over him as stars flooded your vision.

“Mhmmm, just like that.” He bit his lip, still rocking in and out of you as he felt his high quickly approaching. “Ohhh shit, y/n!” He grunted, pulling out of you. He jerked his cock quickly, letting his hot and sticky seed squirt all over your back as you laid there lifeless.

“Fuck yessss!” He hissed, throwing his head back. You groaned in exhaustion, falling in and out of consciousness. He looked back down at you with a sadistic smirk, watching you twitch occasionally from your lingering orgasm.

“You ok, mama?” He asked, smacking your bruised ass, making you wince in pain, flenching under his touch.

You moaned in agony in response to his question. He shook his head, picking you up to toss you over his shoulder. You whimpered through the whole ordeal. He grabbed both of you guys cloths, walking out of the forest.

“Don’t worry little one, you’re mine now.”

Y’all, not this taking me all day to write😒. I like it thoughhhh period! As always, I love y’all to death, and I’ll talk to y’all later!!

Outtie❤️🖖🏾,

Pandorxx

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viviartsy · 1 year

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The Sully men, am I right?

You know I’m down bad when I draw ALL the characters.

#avatar the way of water #avatar 2022 #neteyam #avatar2009 #avatar the high ground #neteyam x reader #neteyam x oc #lo’ak #loak x tsireya #tsireya #jake sully #neytiri #jake x neytiri #these men just have on a chokehold #love we all agree on them #like we’ve all collectively made Nete a fully-fledged flawed character #love it for us

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pandoraslxna · 10 months

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I just know Eywa spent some extra time when she created Lo‘ak because look at him. He’s beautiful.

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hhnguyen · 1 year

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T H I S F O R T R E S S I S O U R F A M I L Y → a series of one shots of the Sully family revolving around female older sister!Reader.

⌲ Jake Sully: little flower ↳ family fluff, protective older sister — 1.8k

⌲ Neytiri: parts of my heart ↳ family fluff, mother-daughter love — 2.3k

⌲ Neteyam: future light ↳ sibling love, angst, jealousy — 2.6k

⌲ Lo’ak: blue speck of hope — 4.3k ↳ sibling love, comfort

⌲ Kiri: something beautiful — 1.8k ↳ sibling love, comfort

⌲ Tuktirey: make me proud — 3.2k ↳ sibling love, grief, angst, comfort

W H A T I F ? → other scenarios with the same older sister!reader.

⌲ Reader gets seriously hurt: aren’t you just precious — 2k ↳ angst, action, suspense, humor

⌲ Having a serious argument with Jake: life of a traitor — 4k ↳ angst, family comfort

⌲ Neteyam’s death: red, dead, gone — 1k ↳ hard angst, major character death

⌲ Alternate ending, you die instead: dear eywa — 2.2k ↳ angst, major character death

Completed.

#avatar the way of water #avatar imagine #sully family #sully reader #sully oc #dad jake sully #mom neytiri #jake sully x reader #neteyam x reader #loak x reader #sully family x reader #jake sully imagine #neteyam imagine #loak imagine #tuktirey #kiri

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qcswrites · 8 months

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Sowing the Seeds of Love - Part I: Budding Love

*Edit* Teaser for Part II: Full Bloom is HERE :)

Synopsis: You have had feelings for Lo’ak for a long time and keep trying to gain his affection. However, Lo’ak is oblivious and takes no notice of your efforts. But someone else does….

Pairing: Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya Reader (Aged 17/18)

Content: Romance, Fluff, Drama, Angst, Friends to Lovers

Warnings: Brief description of injury.

Word count: 7.1k

Author's note: It's been a WHILE but I'm back to writing :) Hope you enjoy it! Thanks @vivid-ink for sharing your wonderful work with us :)

Also on AO3: Sowing the seeds of love

It was calm, absorbing work, you thought, as you diligently wrapped the seeds in tìhawnuwll leaves, securing the ends with care so the wrap would not unravel easily. You had woken before dawn and spent the better part of the morning on all fours, gathering every last seed. Now, your limbs ached from your earlier efforts. But…pxorna seeds were his favourite.

“Leyna! Let’s go!” His voice startled you out of your reverie. Knowing what would happen next, you quickly swiped the wrap behind you, opening your arms to receive Txep just as he barrelled into you. He was a boy of only seven years but you still grunted at the force of the impact.

“Txep, careful!” You warned, glancing back at the food wrap you had spent the last hour carefully preparing. He only pouted, “Leyna, you promised!”

“Promised what—” you began, stopping yourself when you remembered that you were meant to be taking Txep out on your ikran today. He was right, you had promised him, you thought ruefully.

“Txep, I’m sorry, I’ll take you another time, okay?” Your mother, sensing the tantrum that was bound to begin at hearing your words, swooped in, “Come, ma’parultsyip, sa’nu has prepared some yovo fruit for you.” You did not miss the pointed look she shot you over Txep’s shoulder as she gently ushered him over to the pile of peeled yovo fruit.

Looking down guiltily, you resumed your work, carefully arranging the tìhawnuwll leaves around the seeds, sealing the ends of the wrap with some lanutral resin to secure its contents.

Rising from where you had spent the last hour diligently preparing and wrapping the seeds, you ran a hasty hand across your face, wiping away the beads of perspiration that had gathered there. Your hand stopped at the band holding your hair back, fiddling with the beads, hesitating for a moment before pulling the band in a swift motion, your braids spilling across your back and framing your face. That’s better, you thought with a small smile. Sa’nok had always said you looked prettier with your hair down.

You reached for the wrap then, bidding your parents a hurried goodbye before climbing gingerly out of your swaynivi.

Your feet nimbly padded across the boughs of kelutral, your body remembering the familiar path by heart.

Steadying your breaths and patting the wrap secured at your side, you entered the Sully family alcove, greeted immediately by Mo’at, preparing a paste, hands stilling on the pestle when she saw you standing at the archway.

“Oel ngati kameie, Tsahìk,” you greeted, gazing fondly at the older woman. You had once found the woman painfully unnerving, with her enigmatic smiles and piercing stares. However, having recently become one of Mo’at’s apprentices at her request and spending many moons under her tutelage, you now found comfort in her words and even looked forward to your one-on-one lessons.

“What brings you here, my child?” she asked. “Has the txumre’ venom caused you trouble?”

“No, Tsahìk, I—” You hesitated, gently removing the wrap from where you had secured it to your body. “I wanted to bring you the pxorna seeds I had gathered earlier.”

“Ah, how kind of you,” replied Mo’at, adding after a short pause, “My grandson is preparing to leave for morning patrol, so you may want to hurry.” She nodded at the food wrap.

How did she know? Fighting the urge to defend yourself and further incriminate yourself in the process, you hurried past the older woman, not missing the wry smile on her face as she resumed her work.

Stepping into the main alcove, you finally saw the man you had been waiting to see all morning, whose face had given you strength as you performed the strenuous task of gathering the seeds earlier that morning.

“Leyna,” Lo’ak greeted, smiling handsomely at you before spotting the wrap in her hand. “Oh, what have you brought with you?”

“Oh nothing, just some pxorna seeds.”

“Pxorna seeds?” For the second time that morning, you felt yourself being pushed back with the force of another’s body as Lo’ak embraced you gleefully. “Oh, Leyna, this is why I love you!”

Great Mother, he really ought not to say such things to people in delicate states. Fighting to steady your racing heart, you patted his back gently, laughing softly at his reaction. “You and your food,” you muttered, unable to stop the fondness from creeping into your voice.

Lo’ak pulled back then to accept the carefully prepared wrap from your hands and looked down at you. You paused, waiting with bated breath as his gaze stilled. Was this the moment you had been waiting for?

“Wiya, I’m going to be late for patrol and Dad’s going to have my head.” Lo’ak turned away sharply from you, breaking the spell. “Sorry, Leyna, we’ll catch up later, okay?”

Nodding mutely, you watched as he checked for the dagger at his side before rushing out of the main alcove without a second glance. Feeling a little like the wind had been knocked out of you, you turned to leave the same way you had come before a voice stopped you.

“I like pxorna seeds too, you know?” You turned to find Neteyam watching you, his expression inscrutable as always. “Not that you ever asked.”

“There’s enough here for everyone,” you managed, after a long pause. You had played together briefly as children, but it had been a long time since you had spoken at length. Neteyam had always seemed aloof, and the closeness of your families had nothing to ease the distance.

“You know,” he began. “I love my brother—I would fight a palulukan for him—but he’s a bit of a fool, isn’t he?”

Huh. You stared at him, unable to make sense of his words.

“Morning patrol? That’s what he was thinking of?” He continued. “It’s okay to be upset, Leyna,” he added rather unhelpfully.

You finally found your words. “What would I be upset about?”

He gave you a pointed look, waiting for you to say it first.

You bristled at the implication. “By Eywa, I don’t know what it is you speak of but I should be going anyway—”

“Don’t go.” You felt a cool hand clutch at your arm as you turned away. “Stay.”

“What are you—”

“You have feelings for my brother, yes?” He raised an eyebrow at you, adjusting your face gently to look at him properly.

“That’s not any of your concern!” You shot back in a terse whisper, glancing around anxiously, as if expecting a large crowd of onlookers.

“My brother, he doesn’t see it.”

“What?”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he added, face morphing into one of, dare you say it, concern? “But I know him like the back of my hand.”

“I should go.”

Turning away from Neteyam abruptly, you found yourself mulling over what had been your longest exchange with him since you were children, as your feet traced the familiar path to your family alcove. Patting your cheeks self-consciously before stepping into your family alcove, you let out a small noise of frustration, knowing well that the heat on your cheeks had not waned in the slightest.

***~~***

“Morning patrol? That’s what he was thinking of? The skxawng!”

“Ka’ni!” You gasped, outrage colouring your voice at your friend’s language.

“What?”

“Lo’ak is not that,” you muttered.

“How many moons have you spent together? How many times have you brought him his favourite food, now?” Ka’ni shook her head. “By Eywa, he’s a blind man if he cannot see it.”

“Would you hush?” You glanced furtively around at the others sitting by the river, noting that none had heard your friend’s outburst.

Pausing for a moment, you added, “I haven’t even told you the rest.”

“There’s more?”

“Neteyam knows,” you began, lowering your voice, “He knows about Lo’ak.”

“Oh, Neteyam.” A lazy smile stretched across Ka’ni’s face. “We were on duty together the other day. By Eywa, the man is so handsome—even hanging upside down—that I almost forgot to catch the tumpasuk berries—” She broke off into an uncontrollable fit of giggles.

“Ka’ni, focus!”

“Sorry, sorry. So, he knows?”

“Mhmm.” Catching the tail with one hand, you ran the blade of your dagger carefully under the skin, removing the scales in a swift stroke of the hand, willing yourself to not drown in the mortification that threatened to engulf you in that very moment.

“What did he say?”

“Oh Ka’ni, I was so embarrassed. Don’t make me say it. He hardly ever speaks to me but this he chooses to say.”

Your friend nudged you again, eyes beseeching.

“He said that Lo’ak ‘didn’t see it’” You finally admitted, the flush returning to your cheeks. As if your heart did not already hurt with that knowledge.

“Kurkung!”

“Ka’ni!” You admonished.

“Well, he is one,” she defended.

“Weren’t you just telling me how handsome he was?” You shot back, waggling your eyebrows at her, finding some mirth in the situation.

“What? Fine, a handsome one then!”

Before they could finish, a voice interrupted them. “Who’s the handsome one? Are you done with the fish?” One of the older women, Nikira, nodded at the mess that lay in front of you.

Flushing with embarrassment, you muttered a quick apology and resumed removing the scales with renewed vigour, not quite meeting her eyes.

***~~***

You left kelutral, hand in hand with Txep, who bounced along happily. You glanced fondly at the boy as he swung your hands between you. His excitement was palpable, as it was the longest he had ever been silent.

Txep had wanted to tame an ikran of his own from the time that he could start speaking, begging endlessly for someone to take him flying. Sa’nok and sempul had been especially protective of little Txep, long after the tawtute had been banished. Finally, he would get to ride with you on Pänu.

Pushing past the leaves in front of you, you pulled Txep forward into the clearing. Letting go of his hand, you stepped forward and emitted a familiar call, the noise gurgling in your throat. You stood in the stillness of the clearing, waiting for the telltale sound of wind whipping as your ikran swooped down from the sky, landing with a soft thud on the shorn grass beneath your feet.

Smiling fondly at the creature, you reached out to run a gentle hand across his face, “Tam tam, Pänu.” He let out a squawk, nuzzling into the palm of your hand.

“Tewti!” Came a startled exclamation from Txep. “He’s so big!”

“He is, isn’t he, Txep?” You smiled. Reaching into the pouch strapped at your side, you pulled out a chunk of yerik meat, feeding it to Pänu.

Txep eagerly accepted the yerik meat, reaching up on his toes to feed Pänu, giggling sweetly when the creature licked his palm as it fed from his hand.

“Going out flying?”

Arranging your face carefully, you turned at the sound of the familiar voice, watching Txep carefully out of the corner of your eye as he continued feeding Pänu. “Yes, we are. What’s it to you?”

Neteyam smiled faintly at your words, unfazed by the hostility in your tone. “Mind if I join?”

Before you could reply, Txep turned from Pänu, catching sight of Neteyam, a smile breaking out on his face before he ran eagerly towards the man. Shaking your head, you watched as Neteyam bent down to catch Txep in his arms. “Neteyam!” He cried gleefully.

“So, can I join?” Neteyam asked, over Txep’s shoulder. “Txep, can I come flying with you and Leyna?” Txep eagerly nodded.

Sighing at the memory of your last conversation and faced with Txep’s pleading face, you nodded tiredly.

Fetching a cloth from the pouch at your side, you beckoned Txep forward. “I’m going to wrap you tightly, okay, Txep? You’ll hold on to me the whole time.”

As you lifted Txep onto Pänu’s back, you heard the familiar sound of an ikran landing, glancing briefly at the patches of green and brown spanning its large body. Tìxtur, you remembered.

“Leyna,” Neteyam called suddenly, his voice lowered.

Sensing that he wished to speak more privately with you, you backed away from Pänu, turning to face him, a questioning expression on your face.

He twisted his hands together as he spoke. “I’m sorry, for the other day. I shouldn’t have said it.”

Your face softened slightly. “It’s okay,” you began slowly. “You didn’t say anything I didn’t already know. It’s stupid, really.”

“No, it’s not stupid. He is.”

You giggled softly despite yourself. Of all the people to soothe your broken heart, Neteyam was the last one you expected. “I didn’t know you cared. I didn’t even realise you noticed my presence. This is the longest we’ve ever spoken, you know?”

Amusement coloured his face. “I pay you plenty of attention. Maybe you are the one who doesn’t notice.”

Narrowing your eyes at the cryptic remark, you opened your mouth to respond only for him to swiftly pull down his ionar, launching Tìxtur into the sky. “Neteyam, you—”

Growling in frustration, you approached Pänu with quick strides, wrapping an impatient, squirming Txep with careful hands before making tsahyelu and urging Pänu to follow Neteyam circling the clearing above you.

“Where are you taking us?” You shouted over the winds, as Neteyam flew away from kelutral in an unfamiliar direction. The man only smiled coyly at you before seemingly urging Tìxtur to fly faster.

Txep let out a joyful squeal as you urged Pänu faster, trailing Tìxtur. Wrapping your free arm around Txep as an extra measure, you puzzled over where Neteyam was taking you, trying to catch a glimpse of a familiar sight in the blurring landscape beneath you.

When Tìxtur eventually slowed, you followed in suit, bringing Pänu to land gently. Unwrapping the cloth that bound Txep to you and placing him on the ground, you took a moment to take in your surroundings for the first time, gasping at the sight.

“By Eywa,” you breathed, eyes travelling over the vast expanse of the land around you, perfectly ensconced between towering mountain ranges on either side. Running along the centre of the land, was a river. You stepped forward, mesmerised by the sight of the water, a vivid lilac, swirling and eddying as it pushed against the rocks that littered the length of the river. You smiled, catching sight of little darts of movement in the water. Txep came forward, similarly affected, pointing excitedly at the flashes of light moving in the water.

“It’s beautiful here, Neteyam,” you praised, turning to find him beaming at you. The unfamiliar sight caused your heart to race and that traitorous blush to return. Turning away self-consciously, you patted your cheeks insistently, willing your cheeks to cool.

Txep tugged on your hand, pulling you closer along the river bank. When his eyes turned up towards you, you saw his question even before he asked. “No swimming, Txep. Look at the water. It’s going too fast.”

Txep pouted. “But, Leyna—”

“Only your feet!”

“Fine!”

You laughed softly as Txep rushed forward, before plopping himself down on the edge clumsily and sticking his feet in the water.

You suddenly felt the heat of another’s body at your back, an involuntary shiver coming over you as Neteyam breath tickled the tips of your ears. “He’s the sweetest little one I’ve ever seen.”

“You should see him when sa’nok prepares teylu, pounces like a palulukan, that one.”

Neteyam laughed amiably. “I don’t doubt it. Tuk was much the same when she was younger.”

The two of you eventually found a comfortable place by the river, content to watch Txep wiggle his toes in the water in the distance and squeal excitedly as the fish swam past him.

“How did you find this place?” You asked, after a long while of silence.

“I like to fly by myself when I can find a spare moment. I usually circle kelutral for a bit and return but one day, I just didn’t stop,” he began. “And then I found this place.”

“So, this is where you disappear off to in the evenings, then?”

He looked surprised.

“I pay attention,” you offered, feigning nonchalance.

“So you do.” He smiled.

Txep called out for them then, beckoning them over to the water.

***~~***

“Don’t you have duties to attend to?” You teased, as Neteyam’s familiar face emerged from the surrounding vegetation. For moons now, he had sought you out, sometimes while you were tutoring Txep in archery or going out for a flight. Other evenings were spent in tranquil conversation in the woods surrounding kelutral, with the two of you even making trips to the valley every so often.

“I’m a quick worker.” He looked around. “Where’s Txep, shouldn’t he be here for his lesson?”

You laughed ruefully. “Oh, Txep. He has finally tired of me and gone to play with his friends.”

“Were you going somewhere?” He nodded at your ionar, which sat ready on your forehead.

“Vitrautral,” you replied. “I was overcome this morning with the urge to seek the Great Mother’s guidance. She has called for me.”

“I’ll come with you,” he said, adding quickly, “Unless you would rather be alone?”

You shook your head, placing some distance between the two of you before emitting the call for your ikran, watching as Neteyam did the same, quickly donning his own ionar. He was a handsome sight, you could not help but think in that moment, eyes lingering on his muscled forearms as he reached to caress Tìxtur’s face gently. Oh, if only Ka’ni could see you now.

Shaking your head as if to rid yourself of the sudden, sensual realisation, you turned to face Pänu, cooing at him as you fed him. It was absurd. Neteyam did not think of you that way. Foolish, foolish girl. Hadn’t you learned your lesson already?

Had you turned around then, you would have caught the way his eyes slowly trailed the soft curves of your chest down to the dip of your waist and lean legs. But you were engrossed in the task of adjusting the saddle on Pänu and his telling gaze went unnoticed.

Climbing on Pänu’s back, you urged him to take flight, Neteyam following closely behind. Slowly, you climbed higher into the sky, leaving kelutral behind you, weaving in and out through ayram alusìng. Turning mid flight to glance at Neteyam, who smiled when he felt your gaze on him before— you gasped, as Tìxtur sped right in Pänu’s direction, stopping only seconds before collison.

“You skxawng, what was that!” You cried out, heart racing, your own fear melding with Pänu’s.

You heard his jovial laughter over the sound of wind buzzing in your ears. Shaking your head, you returned the gesture, urging Pänu to bank gently before making an abrupt turn, pushing Tìxtur right into a cool stream of water, pouring down the edge of a cliff.

You giggled, watching as Neteyam emerged, drenched completely. Spluttering, he called out, “I deserved that!”

There it was, that feeling, again. Fondness.

***~~***

Landing at vitrautral, you felt an immediate sense of contentment fall over you, keenly aware of the Great Mother’s presence around you. Patting Pänu gently as you dismounted, you glanced over at Neteyam, as he did the same.

With his back turned, you could not help but gaze at the strong set of his body, eyes lingering on the muscles flexing in his back as he tugged at the saddle, breath catching in your throat as he turned slowly, eyes slipping lower down his frame—you were doing it again, foolish girl.

You smiled softly at Neteyam as he approached you, placing your smaller hand in his firm grasp; it was just something you did now. You couldn’t pinpoint when it had started but he always reached for your hand first, sometimes just in passing, absentmindedly caressing the palm of your hand. You felt a familiar frisson of excitement at the contact, heart racing as he wound his fingers through yours. No, not again.

Neteyam led you across the base of the tree, nimbly skipping over the dense network of roots that covered the forest floor. A comfortable silence settled between the two of you as you let your palm slip from his grasp, approaching a cluster of bioluminescent tendrils which swayed gently in the cool evening breeze.

Closing your eyes, you reached behind you for your neural queue, fingers brushing gently down the length of your braid until your fingertips felt the curling tendrils at the end. You brought it forward, eyes briefly opening to watch as the tendrils of your queue melded with that of the tree, both glowing brighter for a moment before settling. Tsaheylu. You took in slow, easy breaths as the familiar sensation settled over you.

You opened your eyes then, eyes adjusting to the changed surroundings, which took on a dreamlike quality, shimmering gently in the fading light of the evening, almost as if you were watching the scene unfolding before you from afar as if it were a—what was it that the olo’eyktan called it? A ‘movie’, that was it.

“Kaltxì, ma’evi. I was beginning to think you had forgotten me.”

You turned sharply, to find yourself faced with an older woman, eyes crinkling as a bright smile graced her face.

“Grandmother,” you cried softly, running into her waiting arms, slotting yourself in the comfort of her embrace. How was it possible that she still smelled the way she always had in life? You breathed in her scent, a comforting blend of spices and apxangrr flour flooding your nostrils. Memories of afternoons spent at her side as child, ‘helping’ her prepare an assortment of cakes for the family rushed to the surface. “I could never forget you. Ngaytxoa, I should have come sooner.”

“Mawey, I am not upset, child,” she said softly. “You are young and you have your own life to live. Let me look at you.” You felt her gently untangle your arms and step back, eyes raking over you not unkindly.

“You look well, child,” she said finally. “You have grown into a beautiful young woman.”

“Irayo,” you managed, squirming slightly under her scrutiny. “I have missed you, Grandmother.”

Reaching for your hands, she invited you to kneel on the ground, coming to sit by your side, brushing back your braids gently with a smile. “I have missed you too, my child.”

Clearing your throat, you began, “I felt the Great Mother’s call. In truth, I have felt her call for many moons now.”

“The Great Mother senses your reluctance, child,” said your grandmother. “There is nothing to fear, she has a path for you, as does she for all her children.”

Feeling slightly chided, you nodded. “I am not a warrior, Grandmother. I have always known that.”

“No, that you are not, child. But your training with the tsahìk has been going well, has it not?”

Eyebrows furrowing in confusion, you nodded slowly. “It has, so I am to be a healer, then?”

A wry smile came across your grandmother. “All things will be revealed in their own time, child. You must be patient and trust in the Great Mother.”

A comfortable silence settled over the pair of you, as you mulled over the implications of her words. You longed for clarity that you knew you would not receive, not yet. But, you trusted in the Great Mother, and had faith that she would not lead you astray. But another thought niggled at you, emerging from the deep recesses of your mind, taunting you once more.

Breathing slowly, you spoke, voice soft, almost inaudible, “And love? Will I have that?”

You could not meet her eyes as you asked the question, eyes trained firmly on your hands instead which twisted nervously in your lap.

Your grandmother’s tinkling laugh reached your ears then. “Am I to be alone then? U-unmated?” You joked, the stutter in your voice undercutting your attempt at nonchalance.

You felt a cool hand caressing your chin, tilting your head to the side. Eyes trained on you, your grandmother spoke again, “I can only tell you what Great Mother wishes for you to know. But your heart need not be so heavy, child. Know that you will not be alone.”

A hopeful glimmer shone in your eyes. “I will find love, then?”

She laughed softly in response, brushing her hand fondly across the curve of your cheek. “Oh child, there is so much yet that you do not understand.”

She stood then, hand slipping from your face as she moved to stand. A sudden panic enveloped you as you noticed the edges of her form flickering, the radiance of her image dullening. You jumped to your feet, reaching for her again, catching her fading hand in yours. “Grandmother—”

“I must go now, child.” She squeezed your hand gently. “But, to answer your question…you already have it.”

“Have what—” You never got to finish the question as her form slipped from your grasp, vanishing into thin air, your palm tingling where her warm hand had rested only seconds ago. You felt a sudden pull then, almost as if someone were dragging your body underwater, the ambient sounds of the forest growing muffled and your vision blurring, sending another surge of panic through you as you fought against the force.

Gasping for breath, you came to on the forest floor, chest heaving as you took in your surroundings. You were no longer knelt on the ground and as the rest of your senses returned, you felt a strong chest at your back and muscled arms holding you in a firm embrace. “Oh, Leyna,” you heard Neteyam say, his relief palpable. “You scared me.”

You froze as a warm pair of lips pressed against your forehead. “I’m okay,” you croaked, hands coming around to brush against his own where they gripped your waist. “What happened?”

Neteyam let out a shuddering breath, his disquiet evident. “I was praying, then I looked over at you. I knew something was wrong from the way you were shivering. And then, you starting shaking. You—” He broke off with a harsh intake of breath. “You should have seen yourself. Your eyes were open, but you were not seeing anything. I was so scared, I pulled you away.” He nodded at the cluster of bioluminescent tendrils where you had been connected to before, and the end of your braid which lay limply on the forest floor.

Heart clenching at the pain in his voice, you turned in his arms, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. “It’s okay, it’s okay,” you murmured. “I’m here.” You pressed yourself as close as possible to the warmth of his body, feeling his breaths tickle the tips of your ears as he melted into your embrace. Breathing in his familiar scent, you felt a calm wash over you, hoping he gleaned the same comfort in turn from the closeness of your bodies.

You already have it, a hallowed voice whispered.

***~~***

You stood at the gates leading to kelutral, body thrumming with anticipation, accompanied by the other apprentices and a throng of eager spectators awaiting the arrival of the hunting party.

*FLASHBACK*

A shawl wrapped firmly around your shoulders, you quickly descended the central staircase of kelutral. The sky was still dark, the path to the pa’li pen only dimly lit by flickering flames at regular posts. You were normally not an early riser, but today was different. Dawn marked the start of the Great Hunt, and the hunting party would ride out to the river beds encircling kelutral soon.

As second-in-command, Neteyam was due to lead the hunting party in preparation for his eventual assumption of the duties of the leader of the clan. Neteyam was an accomplished hunter with impeccable precision in his aim; you had no doubt that he would succeed in procuring a handsome volume of talioang meat for the clan. It was more so the general chaos that ensued during these hunts that filled your heart with fear. It was not uncommon for hunters to be knocked off their pa’li, or even trampled brutally to the death.

And so, you found yourself sneaking out in the darkness to meet him once more before dawn. Your plans for a clandestine meeting had almost been foiled by Txep; the boy had always been a light-sleeper. Your heart had caught in your throat as he shifted. By the Great Mother’s grace, he had stilled, the sound of his soft snores resuming.

You neared the pa’li pen now, the growing din of voices signalling their presence. Your eyes searched furtively for Neteyam, confusion growing as you failed to locate him.

A hand touched the small of your back then, and you did not need to turn to know who it was. “Neteyam,” you breathed, a smile breaking out on your face. The sight of his handsome face almost instantly assuaging the anxiety that had plagued you in the hours before, turning restlessly in your hammock.

“Leyna,” he greeted, reaching for your hand to lead you away from the rest of the group.

Secluded from prying eyes, you reached for him, arms winding around his broad chest, feeling irrationally annoyed at the firm material of his cummerbund which deprived you of fully feeling his skin against yours. You did not realise it, but your hands were quivering slightly where they gripped the skin of his back.

“Paskalin,” he crooned. “You are shaking.”

“I’m just worried,” you mumbled into the skin of his chest. “It’s dangerous.”

“I know, I know,” he murmured, tightening his hold on you. “But I always come back.”

You said nothing in response, too distracted by the glorious feeling of being in his arms. The affectionate names, embraces, kisses on foreheads and cheeks. Surely, you were not the only one who felt something shifting between the two of you? Your relationship had spent many weeks, many moons really, now teetering on the edge of friendship and something more.

His voice interrupted your stream of thoughts. “Paskalin,” he called again, urging you to look at him. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course.”

“Then, trust that I will come back—” Sensing your immediate objection, he added, “—in good health.”

*END OF FLASHBACK*

The hunting party was late. Dusk was falling rapidly and the air was bereft of the jubilant cries of the returning party, as they transported the day’s kills back to kelutral in preparation for the feast. With every minute that passed in silence, the sense of foreboding that had plagued you since the night before grew more heightened.

“Be calm, sister,” said Olin, one the other apprentices. “They will return soon.”

You, along with Mo’at’s other apprentices, had spent the better part of the last few weeks preparing healing salves, brews and other implements in preparation for this day. But still, it did not feel enough. Something terrible had happened.

Finally, the ground beneath your feet thrummed with vibrations from the pa’li and you heard the distant calls of the hunting party. A sigh of relief was shared by the group waiting at the gates.

But, when the returning party became visible, your eyes narrowed. Lo’ak was in the front, leading the party, a grim expression on his face. No, no, no, no.

You strode up to the group as they closed in on the gates. “Where is Neteyam?” You demanded, eyes flitting back and forth, scanning for his familiar face. The group parted in the middle slowly, revealing a lone pa’li with—you gasped—Neteyam’s prone body flung across its back. The rider shared Lo’ak’s pained expression as he slowly pulled Neteyam’s body down from the pa’li. You walked slowly towards him, an almost other-worldly experience, as the rest of the world blurred and grew muted in the wake of your horror.

“Neteyam,” you cried softly, kneeling down on the ground next to his form, caressing his face, willing him to wake at the sound of your voice. You felt a wetness drip onto your leg, looking down to see the red liquid drip from his side down to where your knees were pressed against him. A sudden rage flared low in your belly as you perceived the cause of his condition: an arrow lodged in his side.

Standing quickly, you rounded on the group, fury blazing your golden orbs as you addressed them. “Who did this?”

Slowly, with trepidation, one of the men stepped forward, Iren, his stricken expression as good as a confession. “You!” You cried, approaching him in quick strides, only to be obstructed by a solid chest as Lo’ak stopped you, his hands gentle but firm. “Leyna,” he warned. “It was a mistake. He did not mean—”

Snarling, you turned, gesturing for two of the hunters to come closer. “Carry him to the healer’s alcove. He is losing blood while we waste time.”

Iren stepped forward, a silent offer to help on his lips.

Shielding Neteyam’s body with your own, you shook your head furiously. “Kehe,” you hissed. “You have done enough.”

Not waiting to hear his response, you turned to follow the men carrying Neteyam, Olin and the other apprentices close on your heels. Anger was good. Better than the horror that threatened to swallow you whole.

***~~***

With trembling hands, you brushed the fletching of the arrow, knowing what had to be done but grimacing at the thought nonetheless. You wished more than ever that Mo’at was here to guide you but she lay prone on the other side of the wall, having been afflicted herself with a searing fever a few nights before the hunt, and still only in the early stages of recovery. You have trained for this. You can do this.

“Olin,” you guided. “Hold his chest steady as I remove the arrow. He will wake when I start to pull it out and he will shift as it comes out. Any movement could dislodge the arrow and cause more damage.”

Olin nodded slowly, settling her hands on either side of his neck and pressing down with enough force to keep him still. Taking in a deep breath, you began tugging the arrow out of where it had buried itself in Neteyam’s flesh.

He woke soon with a pained moan, hand coming to grip your side painfully as Olin held him down.

With a final pull, you removed the arrow in its entirety, flinging it to the side and reaching for the clean cloths you had laid out by his side. Within seconds, the cloth was soaked with this blood and your heart raced as you reached for more cloths. You sent a silent prayer to Eywa as you knelt by his side. Please save him, I can’t do this without him. I love him.

After what felt like an eternity, you felt the bleeding slow at the site of the wound, noting with relief that he was breathing more steadily than he had been before. Applying a cleansing salve to the site, you fetched your stitching implements. Fortunately, Neteyam had drifted off as the blood clotted at the wound site.

Olin resumed her spot at his side, prepared to restrain him if he woke while you began carefully stitching the wound closed. But, he did not stir, finally succumbing to the exhaustion of the day and his injury. After cleaning and applying a dressing, you slumped back against the alcove wall, feeling drained of almost everything you had.

Just as you closed your eyes, you were startled by the sound of clattering feet as a group of the younger girls burst into the alcove space where you had been treating Neteyam.

“By Eywa, he’s alive!”

“He’s still so handsome, even when he’s hurt!”

“—what a stupid thing to say, how could you—”

Having heard enough of their insipid bickering, you cleared your throat. When they did not hear, you raised your voice, anger flaring once more, “Have your sa’sem not raised you to know better? He is a person, not a piece of meat. Ogling at the man while he lays in his sickbed. Get out, GET OUT!”

Throat hoarse from shouting, you fell back against the alcove wall, body slipping down its surface until you reached the floor. The girls left the alcove, duly chastened, and you let out a sigh of relief. Neteyam appeared undisturbed, slumbering peacefully in the corner.

Crawling over to his form, you knelt by his side again, gently brushing back his braids, tears welling in your eyes as you took in the sight of his face, complexion pallid from blood loss.

Unable to stop yourself, you whispered the words that had rattled in your chest for moons, desperate for release. “Nga yawne lu oer.”

***~~***

You diligently gathered the cloths soiled from his blood which lay strewn haphazardly across the alcove floor. You gathered each one before placing it in the wash basket to be taken to the river the next morning.

The family had been to visit Neteyam in the hours since his injury. After catching the stricken expressions on their faces when Neteyam slept through the entire visit, you sent them away, promising that you would call for them when he woke. You had sent Olin away too, seeing no reason for the two of you to go hungry when there was an abundance of taliolang meat being prepared for the feast. In truth, you could not stomach anything if you tried.

To pass the time, you had begun chopping up roots to be added to your stores of healing salves. The roots were strangely-shaped, sharp thorns littering their sides, making it a task that required strict concentration which suited you just fine. Anything to distract yourself from the unconscious man in the corner of the alcove.

So engrossed in your work, that you did not catch the beginnings of the man stirring as he woke. Only when his pained moans reached your ears did you become aware of his state of wakefulness.

Abandoning the heap of roots on the chopping board, you sprung forward.

“Neteyam,” you cried, reaching his side. “No, don’t pull yourself up just yet. You’ll tear the stitches at your side!”

Backing down, he relaxed against the alcove floor. “What happened?” He croaked, voice gravelly from disuse.

Biting your lip, you hesitated. “You were shot.”

Confusion coloured his face, “I was shot?”

Willing yourself not to give into the blinding rage that had consumed you before, you continued, “You were shot by one of the other hunters.”

“By mistake,” you added, grimacing internally when it came out as a hiss.

“Can I guess?” He asked. “Was it Iren?”

You gasped, “How did you know?”

Sighing, he continued, “Iren is, well, not the best shot. I have worked with him for many moons now—” He coughed. “—but he is a slow learner.”

“Then why did you allow him to join the hunt?”

He shot you a pointed look. “He needs to learn, paskalin.”

“He almost killed you,” you hissed. “He deserves to have his bow snapped in half!”

Neteyam, paying no mind to your instructions, lifted himself up into a sitting position.

“What are you doing—”

“Leyna,” he sighed. “You’re being cruel. He’s a boy, still. He will make mistakes and he will learn.”

You felt a fresh surge of anger at his words. “I’m being cruel? He can go make his mistakes on someone else, then! Because, I can’t lose you—” You broke off with a hitching sob. “—there was so much blood. I thought you were gone and I can’t—” You felt strong arms pull you forward.

“Neteyam,” you protested, trying to shift away. “Your wound—”

“It can wait,” he said hotly. “Stay.”

You acquiesced, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, crying with abandon now.

“It’s okay, yawntu,” he murmured, rubbing your back in slow circles. “I’m here, I’m okay.”

Relishing the feel of his embrace, you breathed in his familiar scent. Thank you, Great Mother. You felt your eyelids grow heavy, at ease for the first time in many hours.

Moments before you slipped into a slumber, his voice stopped you. “I love you too.”

“What?” Your eyes blinked open, startled.

Pulling back to look at you, “I love you too, paskalin” he repeated, a smile growing on his face.

Comprehension dawned on you. “You heard me.”

“I did. Did you not mean for me to know? Or was it for someone else?” He teased.

“You—you’re unbelievable,” you laughed softly. “So, is that—I mean, are we—”

“Are we courting?” He waggled his eyebrows, wincing slightly from the pain as he shifted his body.

“Careful,” you chided. “And yes, that,” you added, squirming under the heat of his gaze, which was positively lascivious now.

He did not respond, choosing instead to press his lips against yours. You laughed softly against his lips, sighing as they moved to trail across your skin, moving slowly down the slender curve of your neck.

“Neteyam,” you sighed, flushed from the heat of his kisses.

“You really shouldn’t say my name like that,” he murmured against your skin. “It’ll give me ideas.”

Pulling his head back up, you fused your lips with his again in a searing kiss, feeling a pulsing want between your legs. A pleasurable heat coursed through your body, and you were consumed by the need to press yourself completely against his body, to remove the fabrics that lay between you, to be nake—Neteyam let out a pained gasp.

You pulled back sharply, hands running down his body, checking for further injury. “I’m so sorry,” you said softly. “I shouldn’t have—I got carried away.”

“You don’t ever apologise for that,” he laughed softly. “I’m okay, see?”

You were not convinced, backing away from his body, not trusting yourself to keep from hurting him.

“Don’t do that,” he pouted. “Come back.”

“No,” you said firmly. “Actually, no more kissing until you’ve recovered.”

That earned another round of complaints from him. You laughed, turning your back to him as you resumed restocking the medicinal stores. Neteyam loved you. You smiled quietly to yourself as you cleared the space, and arranged the medicinal packs carefully along the space in the wall.

“You know,” he said, after a brief silence. “I wouldn’t take offence if you felt the need to do some ogling.”

“What?”

“I’m just saying,” he continued, trying and failing to contain a smile. “Since kissing’s off the table and all that—”

“Y-you heard that?” You narrowed your eyes at him. “Just how long were you asleep for, then?”

“Can’t say.”

“Neteyam.”

“I could be your piece of meat,” he added in a lilting voice.

“Au, you’re ridiculous.”

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savvysscandles · 10 months

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Hi luvs, So welcome to my blog!

My name is Kenzie but I go by Savvy (you can call me either or) I'm African American and I'm currently going into my sophomore year of college I am a shifter, I like to write, and to lmao

This page is for Avatar lovers it will have the works, fluff, angst, and smut, So if you don't agree or feel comfortable with smut then....please feel free to leave. I will mostly be writing smut but again I will have some fluff and angst. There will be NO absolutely, no negative vibes here, this is a fun and safe place for everyones ideas, request, and fantasies! I will be posting soon, I have some good stuff coming, so yea! And a huge shoot out to my bestie Kenya @number1gal who help me with my page and gave me inspo! 🫶🏾

I will be adding a masterlist onto this page as my blog grows so yea and remember that request are always open !

Rules

Minors dni 18 🔞

All characters that you'll find will always be aged up if not then there already 18. My page will most likely have dark contact (toxicity, rough sex, etc.)

I don't give permission for anybody to copy my work and place it on any other websites or translate it, like NO.

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Peeing, Rape, Incest, Underage stuff

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bubblebaththoughts · 4 months

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Mating Press

aged up!Neteyam x Fem!Omaticaya!Reader

kinkmas masterlist

warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut with some plot, mentor!Neteyam, p in v, very slight age gap. Neteyam is around 23 reader is 19, mating press turned into pronebone

translations:

Numeyu - Student

Karyu - Teacher

Syulang - flower

“You’re doing it wrong.” Neteyam’s voice dripped with disappointment “Do it again.” He pointed at your bow

You grimace, glaring at him as you readjusted your footing.

“Do you never pay attention to me during instruction?” Neteyam asked, making your ears twitch is anger

He sauntered over, coming close to you. He drops down to is knees at your feet, helping you to adjust your foot as he grumbled to himself. Then he stood up and stood behind you to gently maneuver your waist so you had the correct stance.

Neteyam brings his hands down to yours, using them to put your bow in the perfect position. “Now draw, and take the shot.”

You had been trying to aim for a yovo fruit that he had tied to a high up branch. Neteyam stepped back, out of your way.

Drawing back the arrow, aiming, and then Neteyam sighed, making you stop all of your movements. Your head slowly turned back to him, another disappointed look on his face.

“What?” You asked, careful not to move too much

“Don’t hold your breath like that.” Neteyam came closer once again, placing a hand on your ribs, gently pushing down on them, relaxing you. “One fluid motion, don’t over think it.”

“Draw again, and take the shot.” Neteyam pointed forward, stepping out of your way once again

You nodded, drawing the arrow back, aiming, this time you didn’t hear any disappointing sounds coming from Neteyam, so you took the shot.

“Did you get it?” Neteyam peered up, but the fruit was no longer in sight.

It was practically a race to get to the tree where the Yovo fruit was hanging, but there, on the mossy ground, laid the yovo fruit, now splattered on the ground, but your arrow perfectly through the middle. Its juices had splattered all over the other yovo fruits that Neteyam had picked for you.

A smile forms on your face as you pick the messy thing off of the ground, showing it to Neteyam. “Look, karyu! I did it!”

“Thank Eywa.” Neteyam crossed his arms, though a smile began to tug at his lips.

You roll your eyes, dropping the mess on the ground once more, taking the arrow.

“Shall I do it again?” You picked up another from Neteyam’s pile

“No, enough for today.” He gestures you to give him the fruit, you toss it to him and he catches it effortlessly

It seemed like it was always like that for Neteyam. Everything was always done so efficiently yet effortlessly.

“You did well today, numeyu.” Neteyam mumbled before he bit into the juicy fruit.

You watched the juices drip down his chin, the sweet smell of the fruit made your nose twitch, you hadn’t eaten anything today.

“You need to work on relaxing, hear me?” Neteyam began his lecture, just like every other day, it was always the same deal, letting you know all of your mistakes first and then telling you what you did well in.

He bit into the fruit once again before continuing, “Oh and you need to be quicker with your hands, when we were sparring, if I wasn’t someone who was truly trying to kill you, you would have been dead, you can’t always rely on your…” You drowned him out until you two reached the rest of the clan.

“And I’ll see you at dinner, right numeyu?” Neteyam asked, his hand resting on your shoulder.

“Yeah, sure.” You answered dismissively

“‘Yeah, sure’?” Neteyam asked, his voice going up a pitch as he mocked your dismissive words

“Yes sir.” You sighed, glaring up at him

“Good, you need some food in you. You haven’t eaten all day.” Neteyam shrugged

Your ears twitch in anger, it was his fault you hadn’t eaten yet today. He had gotten you up before the sun had come up gave no breaks today as he gave lesson after lesson.

“I’ll see you at dinner.” You fumed. Neteyam only added fuel to the fire when his face looked at you expectantly. You knew what he wanted, so you reluctantly spit out a “Sir.”

Neteyam curtly nodded, walking off gracefully to fulfill the rest of his duties.

You rolled your eyes, perfect Neteyam, with his perfect little life, and his stupidly perfect face. He was only about four years older than you, though he acted as if it were more like ten years. Claiming that because he remembered you being born, he was less of a tutor and more of your mentor or teacher.

You failed your Iknimaya, twice. So your father asked that you be helped, and of course, the Olo’eyktan recommended his own son to take the reins of your training.

Even in the beginning Neteyam was hard on you. He started your training completely over, starting you from where the younger kids usually started. He was more determined to have another win under his belt, than to care if this training was actually even good for your wellbeing.

Not to say it wasn’t working, it definitely was, it had just really taken a toll on you. Neteyam explained that this was his own method, he would train any and every second he got, and that’s why he passed his Iknimaya the first go around.

He liked routine, you would even go so far to say that he loved it. Any time you would find him veering off of his routine was all was an exciting site to see. He would get frustrated, so frustrated.

It wasn’t often that he would mess up his routine though, and rarely was it ever on purpose.

Which is why you were surprised to find him standing outside of your hut when you walked out for dinner.

“What are you doing here, Karyu?” You asked as you brushed past him

“I- I uh, wanted to make sure that you came down for dinner.” Neteyam nervously explained

You stopped dead in your tracks, turning slowly to face him. He had a concerned look on his face, his eyebrows knitted together and his lips pulled into a tight smile.

Neteyam? Nervous? Was the world flipping?

You eye him skeptically. “Why?”

Neteyam clears his throat, avoiding eye contact. “Just need to make sure my student is being nourished.”

Ah, he was just covering his own ass.

“Because you starved me all day?” You scoffed, turning back to continue your walk

“Because I care about you.” Neteyam defended, following you

“You just want another notch in your belt.” You state, anger flooded your words

“That’s not- No, that has nothing to do with this.” He grabbed your arm, holding you back.

You pull away from him, “Admit it, Neteyam. You are just doing this because you want another victory. Golden boy, right? Always does the best?”

Neteyam shoves you against a tree “You’re not going to speak to me like this.”

You wince, the tree bark digging into your back. “Neteyam!”

“I was trying to be nice, why must you be so obnoxious?” He held you against the tree, roughly

Your heart pounded in your chest, you were sure he could feel it as his hand roughly held you against a tree.

His hand is holding you against the tree by your neck “If I was a predator, trying to kill you right now, how would you get out of this?”

Only Neteyam would turn his own anger into a lesson for you, because of course he would.

“Get off Neteyam!” You whine, thrashing against him

He roughly shoves you against the tree again, “You need to grow up, Numeyu. I’m definitely not going to be there every time something or someone pops around a bush, you hear me? What are you going to do to get out of this.”

Unexpectedly you aggressively push him away while grabbing the hunting knife that was strapped to your chest. You hold it up, standing back in a protective stance, and hiss at him.

Neteyam stumbled back in surprise, a smile fell across his face as he regained his sense of control.

The two of you stalk each other, circling around one another as you hold your ground.

“So you have learned.” He spoke lowly “Such a good girl, aren’t you.”

He tried to step closer, but you were just as quick to step back.

“I’m not gonna hurt you baby.” Neteyam tried to ease forward once again but was met with another hiss

Neteyam seizes forward, taking the knife from your hand. “What are you gonna do now?”

You hiss again, circling him like he was prey. In a blink, you’re on him, taking him by surprise as you tackle him to the ground. Your arm under his chin as you held him to the ground.

“Cute.” He growled, immediately flipping you over on to your back.

One hand held both of your wrists in a tight grip. His bigger frame caged you in. Both of his thighs, each seemingly bigger than your own head, now on either side of your waist. His other hand held on to your chin as you barred your teeth at him.

“Such a fuckin’ brat.” He grumbled, pushing your head against the ground

You buck your hips against him, desperately trying to throw him off to no avail.

“Neteyam! Let me go!” You whined

He laughed, shaking his head. “Gotta do better than that, Syulang.”

You try to thrash against him, despite his hold on you.

He leans down to your neck, inhaling deeply. “You’re scared?” He tilted his head, his thumb dragging across your bottom lip

“No!” You cry

“No? Well… You should be.” He growled, leaning down to sink his teeth into your neck

Your scream was muffled by one strong hand across your mouth.

“Just relax… everything is just fine.” He mumbled as he pressed kisses to his bites

Tears began to well in your eyes, and you let out a low sob against his hand.

“Shush, pretty girl. Don’t cry.” He cooed, his lips moving against your neck

His other hand reaches down to your thigh, hiking it up over his shoulder for better access to you. He teasingly rubs over your loincloth, purposefully not giving you enough.

You can feel his arousal pressing against your thigh and it only adds to the slickness between your legs.

He stops, hid hand gently lying on your hip.

“Tell me you want this.” He demanded “I know your pussy wants this, she’s practically singing to me. But I want you to tell me you want this.”

You nod frantically “I want this.”

With one hand still gripping your hip, he reaches down and pulls your loincloth to the side, exposing your dripping core. He groans at the sight, unable to resist the temptation any longer.

He positions himself between your legs and slowly enters you, his length stretching you in the most delicious way. You moan loudly, arching your back as you adjust to his size. He starts to move, his thrusts slow and deep, hitting all the right spots inside of you.

As he picks up the pace, his hands move to your breasts, squeezing and teasing your nipples. The combination of his rough thrusts and his skilled hands has you moaning and writhing beneath him.

He leans down and whispers in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "You feel so good, so tight," he growls, his words only turning you on even more.

Without warning, he flips you over onto your stomach, your ass in the air as he continues to thrust into you from behind. His hands grip your hips tightly as he pounds into you, each thrust hitting deeper than the last.

You can feel the tension building in your stomach, the familiar feeling of an impending orgasm. He senses it too and quickens his pace, his grunts and moans filling your head.

You can't hold back any longer and with a loud cry, you come undone, your walls clenching around him as you ride out your orgasm. He follows soon after, his body tensing as he spills himself inside of you.

He collapses onto the ground beside you, both of you panting and sweating from the intensity of what happened. He pulls you close, your bodies still connected as you both catch your breath.

"You’re amazing," he whispers, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

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loaksbitch · 1 year

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alright girlies this time hurt/comfort but turns to pure love making aka smut au for emotional hurt lo’ak sully? definitely yes ): — wc 1.8k

warnings – agedup!loak, my baby lo’ak is insecure, kinda angsty, kissing, switch lo’ak, sub lean lo’ak, making love, riding, mention of crying, agedup lo’ak. that’s it?? if i left anything lmk <3

“take me, have me in you.” — lo’ak sully (⨳)

you’re sat on top of your mate, straddling him while lo’ak was sat on the hammock, securely having his hands on your hips. “lo’ak.” you call for him, your heart aching when his eyes don't meet yours.

you place your small hand on his cheeks and guide him to look at you, “look at me,” you breathe. “please?”

and he does, but that only hurts your heart more. lo’ak was on verge of crying, eyes sparkling with tears. he opens his mouth to speak but closes them when his throat tightens.

why are you worried? you don’t deserve him.

“whoever said that are assholes yeah? you’re not a freak.” you tell him, reminding him what has happened with the metikanyan boys and how they made fun for him having fiver fingers.

he shuts his eyes, leaning more to your warm hands and taking a deep breath. “they’re so jealous you’re different.” you try again, “besides, your father is also…” you watch him shake his head, denying your comfort.

“it’s different princess, so different.” he speaks softly, “my dad is olo’eyktan and i’m nothing.”

no you’re not, no you’re nothing lo’ak. you wanted to say but it only fell on deaf ears. instead you pulled him for a hug, pulling him close to you, feeling him hide his face by the crook of your neck.

his hands wrap around your waist, holding you close to him before he lets a soft cry out. lo’ak only needed you right now, only wanted you to hold him when he cries his pain on you. “you’re okay, cry it out.” you tighten your hold on him.

you knew lo’ak was strong and never was the person to show his emotions, but this was too hard. things are new to all of you sully families since the clan was not yours and it was hard for lo’ak to adjust.

you keep holding him close as he cried.

after what felt like a while, lo’ak sniffles almost quitely and leans back, eyes kinda puffy and pupils blown. “i love you, i love you so fucking much.” he suddenly says, wanting you to know you’re everything to him.

you smile, only humming and getting to action.

lo’ak watches you how your lashes flatter and close before you’re leaning and pressing your forehead to his. “i see you.” his amber eyes takes your beauty, ready to devour your lips as your voice out those beautiful words.

you smile when he suddenly pressed his lips to yours, lips curving and kissing him back. lo’ak never used words, only actions are important to him.

“thank you for trusting in me and loving me.” he suddenly says, breaking the kiss and making you frown. “don’t thank me lo’ak, there is no ne—“ he cuts you off.

“can i kiss you?” he asks, as if he just didn’t kiss you now. you nod, brining your dainty hands to his braided locks.

warmth pooled within you as he pressed his soft lips on yours, mouth opening and tongue tieing. he sighed, the precursor to a moan, and you could feel him hardening under you and brushing to your thigh.

lo’ak whimpers to the kiss when you tug on his hair, him also digging his short nails on your hips. “you’re safe with me.” you tell him once you break the kiss.

“i’ll take care of you.” lo’ak only watches you, eyes already hazy and brain hooded with comfort, love and lust.

he watches how you start to rock your hips against his, gently grinding on his fully grown bulge. lo’ak catches how your lips get trapped in your teeth, trying not to moan or show how desperate he was for you.

lo’ak’s lips sought to yours again, this time rougher and reeled with hunger. your eyes slightly widen when you feel him sneak his hands to your back, starting to untie your loincloth tied on your tail.

once he makes sure he did, he pulls it off from your hips and signals you to raise your hips up so he could slide them away. lo’ak successfully removes it and you gasp when your wet cunt gets exposed.

“need you.” he says, taking the advantage of you straddling him and opening his legs wider for your pussy to be bare for him. you whine, feeling the cool air hit you down there and feel his fingers cold, spreading your folds.

anticipation steadily rose when his fingers starts to slide, stroking your clit between his fingers. “show me,” you gasp, “show me what that extra finger does.” lo’ak was surprised, eyes trained and finding you so fucking attractive, he was watching you moan when he flicks your nub.

you demanded and he served.

lo’ak was only silent when his finger eased inside your tight hole, watching your lips pout and open in pleasure for his feelings to boost.

you gasp and hold onto him, hands holding on his arms and hips bucking. lo’ak groans when you squirm causing his finger to slip out of you. “don’t move baby.” he says and free hands hold onto your hip.

your jaw drops as you let a long yet quite moan out.

unsteady legs becoming weak and trying to close but his thighs being barrier was frustrating. “lo’ak,” you mewl when he curls his finger inside you, stretching you more for him so it could be easy when he fucks you.

once lo’ak feels your slick to leak out of you, he slips his finger out. “need to be inside you.” he quickly says, and you only watch him move, but before he does take his loincloth off, you stop him and hold on to his wrist.

your eyes dance on his fingers that were shining with your slick. “open your mouth.” you say and lo’ak looks at you before opening his lips and you don’t miss how he growls when you push his fingers into his mouth.

you taste so sweet on his tongue, if he didn’t want to fuck you right now? lo’ak would have simply buried himself between your thighs, eating you out like no tomorrow. “good boy.” you try to hide your shock when he is staring at your soul, whimpering as his ears flattened against his hair and slightly biting on your hand.

oh so he have a thing for being called ‘good boy’?

right after he removed his cloth and was bare in front of you, you slid your hand back down to his front. lo’ak was looking at you in awe, heart racing as he watched you raise yourself up and guide his throbbing dick to your heat.

it was euphoric. lo’ak felt euphoric when your walls took him in, giving him a home to rest and set his pain and frustration in. the sound of your pussy, the sound while you slide down on his cock made his inside twist.

“princess.” he hissed, not being able to help when you clench on him unintentionally. he pupils were blown wide, eyes staring at you wide when your face twists with every detailed pleasure and emotions.

“…oh fuck, baby.” lo’ak’s breath hitches when you start to move against him, pulling yourself up with his help before he slid you down on him.

“you feel so good.” you mewl but lo’ak doesn’t respond verbally, fucking pulling you on top of him, knocking your breath. he doesn’t miss how your clit ghosts his pelvis and grunt at your state when he looks down between you.

oh eywa you’re so beautiful and mesmerizing.

your wetness smearing all over his thighs and pelvis. “lo’ak.” you moan, one hand holding his shoulder for support when the other grips on his braided locks and threw your head back.

lo’ak uses the advantage, leaning to capture your nipple and suck on it tensely. your moan signals him you’re almost there and so was he. the pain when you pull harder on his hair cause him to moan to your breast and you whimper.

his inside were full of explosives and he was happy, licking on your nipple before blowing an air on it. he just loves how you shiver and your skin erupted with goosebumps.

“take me,” he starts right after he leans back, pulling your hips to meet his thrust. “have me in you.” your legs shake when you feel your orgasm about to hit you. painfuckingfully.

“oh,” lo’ak watches your lips making an ‘O’ shape, breathless moan escaping. he will never get tired of your face, your pleasured face. it was as if he can be himself with you, your comfort only helping him love and live his life.

he doesn’t know what he would do if he loses you.

lo’ak haven’t noticed how he was holding your hips tight, blinded by unwanted imagines of losing you until you tap on his hands since it was kinda painful and you don’t want to get bruised right now.

“sorry princess.” he pulls you flush to his chest, taking your lips in his and licking your bottom lip. signaling you to let go for him.

you obligate, back arching and pressing yourself to your mate as if there was enough space. “lo’ak, oh..lo’ak!” you squeal at the feeling of his dick pushing in and out of you while came on him.

the wet sound arousing lo’ak and helping him reach his milestone. “i love you.” you tell him, ticking his loose braided back to his tied up hair, “i love you lo’ak, you descend everything.” he really does.

love, happiness, family, friends, he deserves everything.

lo’ak’s moan suddenly cracks and he was crying again, oh how he was visible and vulnerable in front of you. “i-i love y…” he can’t finish it, feeling your thumb wipe on his cheeks that had tears.

“i love you more.” he says and you feel him painting your walls with his white ropes. “i love you, baby, i love love love you.” he emphasizes the word ‘love.’

you giggle and place soft kiss on his closed eyelids, you loved this man and you will do anything to protect him, even if it has to be fight with the metekaniya olo’eyktan kids then so be it.

you feel lo’ak smile and shake his head, “no baby, i can hear you thinking.” he brushes your hair away from your face. “you’re not gonna fight with anyone alright?” you hate how he knows you.

you look away but lo’ak uses his fingers to make you have an eye contact with him. “alright?” he asks, this time deeper. you stay silent for a while before huffing out loud. “fine.”

yaurrr the ‘lo’ak smut (no plot)’vote poll won so here ya go y’all — i might make the neteyam mini series too but idk 🤷🏽‍♀️ but i hope you enjoyed what i wrote for you babies!

like + reblogs are super appreciated and not pressured! i love each and every one of you sm!! **mwah <3

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fandompov · 1 year

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hello lovely, i have an idea for a request! platonic!sully fam x human!reader; what if jake had a child on earth but haven’t seen them since he came to pandora or maybe he didn’t even know that he had a child. that child is now older and has also come to pandora. just jake trying to reconnect with his long lost child and them trying to be a good older sibling to their blue alien half-siblings. i feel like especially lo’ak would get well along with the reader since he’s had to deal with comments about his extra finger and eyebrows his whole life and maybe he would enjoy having someone to teach him about earthly things :3

꧁༺CONNECTION Part. 1༻꧂

Sully!Family x Fem human!reader

REQUEST ARE OPEN!!! :)

Warning: English is not my first language

Part. 2

Where you came from, the Earth was no longer as green as it once was, the air was no longer as pure and clean. The Earth had been destroyed by man and his selfishness. But you remember the stories that people told about a place a few years away from the Earth, a place where life exists. Where the richness of varying colors, the trees resemble those of Earth. This planet is called Pandora. A planet where the people who live there are called the Na'vi.

"Get ready to land." a voice said into the microphone. You opened your eyes again, waking up from your thoughts. "So Mrs. Sully are you ready for your new adventure?" said a military man who was sitting next to you. "Yes," you answered in a whisper.

When you left the interstellar starships, you discovered a new world, even more beautiful than you had imagined and seen in pictures. Outside there was someone waiting for you. "Ms. Sully, I'm pleased to meet you, I'm General Ardmore, I'm commander of the Joint Expeditionary Task Force." said the soldier. "Come, I'll show you around."

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"And finally, this is our lab, do you have any questions?" she asked. "What exactly is my mission, why did you send me to Pandora?" you asked, confused by your presence. You were not a person of the army and even less a scientist. Yes, you had very good basics of what was Na'vi and their culture, but then to know you here on this planet where people much more qualified than you was disconcerting. "You will know it when the time will come." said the general Ardmore.

General Ardomore was explaining important things, when she stopped. "Colonel Miles Quaritch, I have someone to present to you." You turned around and saw an Avatar. "Colonel Miles Quaritch, the girl I mentioned yesterday, Mrs. Sully." said the General in a firm tone. You see an expression of surprise and even almost anger when you look at the avatar's face. "Mrs. Sully will leave with you tomorrow."

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You were in the forest with the avatars. Hiding behind some plants. According to Colonel Quaritch, you had to hide behind the plants in order to catch the enemies, "They are approaching, prepare yourself", said one of the avatars. You didn't have the time to understand, that the avatar came out and raised their weapons on four people. "Put it down or I will shoot you" one of the avatars yelled at the young children.

Even though you were still behind the plants, too surprised by the situation, you could see the fear in the eyes of the four people. "Down on your knees, stop fighting!" shouted another avatar who then used his strength to put the tree Na'vi on their knees. "SULLY!!!" shouted Quaritch, "Come here and be helpful." You approached him and he handed you an electronic device. You could see the confusion in the young Na'vi boy's face when he heard your name. "What have we here?" said the Colonel with a smile. "Look Colonel check it, four fingers we have half breed." said one of the soldiers showing the four fingers of the girl to Quaritch.

The Colonel went to the other Na'vi, "Show me your fingers " he said in a strong voice . But, he answered only by showing his middle fingers. "You're his aren't you" Quaritch said with a smile. "YOU!! Come here" said the Colonel Miles. You approached him, while he gave you explanations of how to use the device, you had in your hands. You landed on a page with a picture of a Navi. You could see next to it the name -Jake Sully-.

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shkudss · 1 year

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Ma Txe’lan

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Summary: you have an argument with Aonung after putting you life in danger

Warnings: mention of death, curse words, pregnancy

A/N: I’m not sure if I have to tag people from my previous work, but I did it🥺 If you don’t or do want to be in a permanent taglist, please let me know! I hope you like this one💕

Txe’lan - heart

Since you and Aonung officially got mated you didn’t have a lot of arguments. And if you had ones they weren’t really serious. Mostly they happened because you liked going out somewhere without letting him know about it and Aonung got really worried when he couldn’t find you. That was always the most serious case. You thought that it couldn’t get more serious, both of you are so understanding and hearing that you don’t have reasons for a huge argument. You were so wrong.

Today was the normal day. You were going to hang out with Tsireya and Sullys as usual. You all have fun, swim and collect pretty shells. Aonung was supposed to be with all of you, but his dad asked him and Neteyam to help other warriors to hunt. They couldn’t say no, moreover, it was an honor for them to be invited by the Olo’eyktan. You were used to it, so you let him go leaving a little kiss on his lips.

“Don’t get in trouble while I’m gone. Stay safe, okay?” In fact, Aonung was the one who is always worried about you. He knew you won’t do anything that puts your life in danger for fun. But he also knew that sometimes you don’t really think about potential consequences and that’s what gets you in trouble. “And what’s more important, don’t listen to Loak” you laughed at this. His expression was extremely serious when he said this. For you it wasn’t a big deal. What might happen? “I’m serious, y/n.”

Aonung looked straight into your eyes and you sighed understandable. You know that he worries about both of you.

“Please, take care of you too.” He gently places his big warm hand on your belly. It became his habit since you found out about your future baby.

“I will.” You put your hand over his and squeeze it a little.

He leaves a soft kiss and goes to his parents’ marui to join other warriors. For you this event was normal and you didn’t worry about it, but for Aonung, whose protectiveness increased twice since that evening when you found out about your pregnancy, it was a big deal. He didn’t want to leave you alone for long.

When he finally left your marui, you remembered that you wanted to see Ronal and ask her about the baby. Since it’s your first time being a mother you had a lot of questions and she was the only one who could answer them since nobody but her knew about this. You wanted to keep it as a secret for as long as possible.

“Hey, we want to go to see Payakan. Loak wants us to meet him.” Tuk came out of the blue as usual. “Come with us!”

You weren’t sure if it’s a good idea for you since Aonung asked you to stay safe. Going out of the reef, even though you’re Metkayina, can be dangerous for pregnant woman.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea…”

“C’mon! We’ve done this so many times, everything will be fine. And today is a special day, Payakan really wants to meet you all. Neteyam and Aonung will join us next time.” Loak was really excited about it, his eyes were almost shining, so you couldn’t say no.

“Okay, tulkun boy” you rolled your eyes sarcastically.

The closer you got to the tulkun, the more clearly you could see this red pierced thing. You didn’t understand what’s going on, but Loak found out quickly.

“Sky people did this! They’re coming, we need to take it out of him!” He was panicking, because of the fear for his spirit brother.

You immediately jumped on him and tried to help Loak to take it out, but nothing helped. Kiri and Tsireya joined you. Tuk started screaming and you got really scared.

“They’re here! Hurry up!”

Your heartbeat increased twice. You were afraid that it might be your last day, skypeople can do anything with all of you.

“Dad, they’re here! They shot Payakan and want to kill him. We’re trying to save him.” Loak used his neck microphone to call Jake.

“What?! Who’s there?” He was with other warriors and you knew Aonung hears everything.

“Me, y/n, Tsireya, Kiri and… Tuk.”

“Get out of there, now!” Jake immediately replied with worried tone in his voice.

“We’re will get out this thing and immediately go back yo the village.”

You tried to pull another time, but it didn’t help. Then you saw ilus and finally had the right idea. Guys tied the rope to your ilu and you tried to pull it all together. In less than a minute you managed to get it out. This GPS arrow was in your hands and you knew that they can detect you. And that’s why you tried to swim as far as possible from you village so that everyone will stay safe, especially Tuk. You just hope that other guys will go back to the village and you will manage to get out of this situation.

You don’t know how, yet.

“Oh Eywa, please help me!” You mumbled while trying to avoid corrals and plants. You also knew that right behind you there’s this huge machine chasing you and you don’t have right for mistake. The last minute your Ilu got so scared that it just left you the moment you lost your bond.

You have to survive for Aonung and the baby that you carry right under your heart.

You had no choice but to hide in the huge plant that had some air inside. You’d been swimming for too long to get them far from village. Before finding this plant, you threw that red GPS, hoping that they won’t keep chasing you after this.

Aonung’s pov:

“RDA are hunting for Tulkuns. Payakan is shot, they’re trying to save him.” Jake explained situation quickly while all men went back to the village.

Only question that Aonung had was about you and he didn’t want to know the answer. But he has to.

“Who’s there?”

“Loak, Kiri, Tuk, Tsireya and…” Jake looked cautiously at him before saying the last name. “Y/n”

“Fuck. I have to go there now.” Aonung raised his speed and changed direction straight to the reefs.

“What are you doing? Y/n is with them, they can handle it by the time we will come. She’s strong.” Tonowari tried to calm down his furious and anxious son.

“She’s pregnant.”

That’s all he said before leaving everyone in shock. When he got closer to the end of the reefs, he met Loak and the rest of the group except for you.

“Where’s she?” He was furious. In fact, he was scared deep inside. “I asked where is y/n!” He raised his voice like his father does and it shocked everyone. Nobody knew he can be that serious.

“She was distracting RDA. She’s supposed to come soon.” Loak said this like nothing serious happened, but Aonung’s face said that he fucked up.

“If something happens to her, I’ll kill you.” He pointed to his chest angrily and left without saying any other word.

***

You tried to calm down and make no noises so that RDA won’t find you. You’ve been staying here for too long and it seems that you won’t get out of here soon. Tears start to come, panic slowly takes over you.

“Aonung, I miss you.” You whispered starting crying. The thought that in the morning it was your last kiss with Aonung and you didn’t have a chance to say goodbye to him. You were supposed to have a baby and live a happy life, but it’s going to end today.

With the side vision you notice something moving towards you and you moved to the side, trying to save yourself. You wiped your tears and tried to pull yourself together as much as possible before RDA soldier will come for you. But before you could do or say anything, the familiar head appeared right in front of you.

“Aonung?” You were surprised to see him. He sighed in relief that you’re okay and right after it he got really serious.

“What the hell are you doing?!” He knew you must be stressed out, but couldn’t help it. “It’s been only a couple of hours and you already in trouble. Loak is supposed to protect everyone, not you!”

“I’m the eldest in our group, I had to take responsibility.” You didn’t want to have this conversation now, but there was no choice.

“Take responsibility for you own life first! How can you be a mother if you don’t know how to take care of yourself?” You didn’t expect him saying this and it hurt you. You lowered your head, not willing to continue this argument.

“I want to go home, Aonung.”

“Wheres your ilu?” He was still angry and you didn’t try to calm him down as usual. You also needed support. More than him.

“It got scared and left.” Your voice was really quiet.

“Okay, let’s go back home.”

Luckily, RDA left you and your way home was quick and safe. However, the tension between you two was almost visible. You hated it. It was the first time such thing happening in your relationship and you didn’t know what to do.

“My child, are you okay?” Ronal was the first one who noticed your arrival and came straight to you. She hold your hands, examining all your body for any wounds you luckily didn’t have. Everyone in the village looked at you with worry. Now they know about your baby.

“I’m fine, just got stressed a little. Thank you.” You slightly squeezed her hands and gave a tired smile.

“Okay, go rest then. If you need anything, just let me know.”

You nodded and Aonung took you to your Marui. All that time he didn’t say anything and that stressed you out even more than sky people.

“Aonung?” You asked tentatively, trying to catch his gaze.

“What?” His voice was sharp and it really made you upset. He never talked to you this way.

“Please, say something.” You tried to touch his shoulder, but he didn’t let you do this. You bit your lip, to stop yourself from crying, and sit on the floor. Otherwise, it might be hard for you to stand during the tornado that’s about to happen.

You needed his hug and love now. All you want now is to feel the warmth of you husband’s heart and body. He’s the one you could be vulnerable with, but now it’s not working.

“You want me to say something? I have a lot of things to say.” He looked at you seriously towering over you. “What did I ask you when before leaving?”

“Don’t get in trouble…” you felt like a little child who gets scolded by their parents.

“Don’t get in trouble. Which word in this sentence you didn’t understand? Do you even know how I felt when Jake said you’re chased by sky people or when I met Loak and others without you? You’re having our baby and you’re still acting like a 15 year old you. I thought we overcame this problem, but turned out we didn’t.” You were about to loose your last piece of calmness. Aonung is the most important person in your life, that’s why he’s the one who can either hurt and heal you easily.

“I thought I can loose you and you didn’t even think about it. You didn’t think about how I would feel myself if I see you dying or wounded. I could loose not only you, but our baby.” And this was your last straw. You broke in tears, letting out all emotions you suppressed until this moment.

You were crying, sobbing and shaking. Re-living that situation and remembering Aonung’s words again and again.

How can you be a mother if you don’t know how to take care of yourself?

I thought we overcame this problem, but turned out we didn’t.

I could loose not only you, but our baby

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want this.” Aonung immediately sat down right in front of you, trying to calm you down. “I was scared that Tuk and other would get hurt. I didn’t want them to be captured by sky people.” Your eyes were full of sorry. This broke Aonung’s heart. “I know I don’t think think about the consequences in the moment, but I don’t do these things for nothing. I have reasons to act certain way and I’m sorry that I make you worry, but I also got really scared. I also thought that today might be the last day I kissed and touched you. I was scared to loose you too. But I don’t regret doing this and I would do it again if I have to. I better safe four lives for mine, than save my life for four others.” You tried to explain everything, sobbing and crying, while Aonung hugged and tapped your head softly. He knew he shouldn’t have to scold you. The first thing that he must did was to comfort you after that stress you’d gone through.

“I’m sorry, ma txe’lan, I’m sorry.” He whispered same words, while hearing you crying. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there and help you. I’m sorry I didn’t think about your feelings and pressured you.”

You didn’t want to say anything, focusing on his soothing voice. With all tears your stress and tension in the body and mind were relieved. You two were still in each other’s hands, listening to your breathes, enjoying each others warm bodies. You’re alive. You’re still together. You’re still going to have a family.

“You’re my txe’lan, y/n. You own my life. If they take you from me, then they take my heart. Please, don’t let anybody do this to us.” Aonung was sitting and hugging for from behind, placing his head in you neck crook. It was your favorite pose, as you both could feel each other completely. “Can I…?”

“Yes”

You knew what he wanted to do. Some Navis think that young couples mostly love to feel each other sexually, but it’s not your and Aonung’s case. You enjoy your sexual journey with him, but the most precious moments are when you feel each other. Sitting in such pose in your marui or at the beach at night, looking at the sky and having tsaheylu. You don’t have to use it only during the adult time. You can use it just to feel your partner. And that’s what you do now.

You both need this, you need to make sure that you’re alright. Aonung takes your and his braids and makes a bond. Shivers go through your body. You feel his heartbeat, his breath, you don’t need words anymore.

You’re the one

You live in each other

You will be the one even the afterlife

“I see you”

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