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nervousd · 1 year

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OBSESSING OVER RECOM!

→ CONTINUATION

━━━ : © NERVOUS.D

#SYNOPSIS— in which all recoms are obsessed with their recom teammate

#WARNING(S)— yandere(?), unhealthy fixation, unhealthy obsession, non consensual touching, groping, implications of forced mating, implications of noncon/dubcon, abuse of power, manipulation/manipulative, forced tsahylu

#CHARACTER(S)— Recom Group/ Deja Blu squad

Seeing your teammates being brought back from the dead was difficult to say the least. It was hard to accept that you had died and that this was the outcome. You had followed the Colonel’s steps in agreeing to project phoenix like a dog. And this is what you were given— not that you didn’t appreciate it. During the first week of waking up there were various test and blood sampling along with motor control and whatnot. It didn’t take long for everyone to be cleared. It was the clearance the squad needed to be sent out to Pandora.

During the expedition you had encountered a strange looking plant. It was beautiful— entrancing to look at. You were drawn closer, fingers brushing against the petals. In defense the plant spurted out a sweetening mist, coating your body in the smell. You reeled back in alarm, trying to dust off the pollen. You were given explicit orders by the Colonel to stay near the team. Stressing out his words, knowing you were the type to wander off. You didn’t listen— and now here you are, coated in a sweet substance. You scurried off to your teammates, stumbling in your own footsteps.

Heading back to base, you rushed to the communal showers scrubbing every inch of your body. The sweet smell didn’t go away, your teammates nagged you about the smell. Questioning where you had gotten such a nice smelling body wash— the teased you about it. Touching you far more often than you were used to. But something was odd— it was a nagging feeling. One that had left you constantly on edge. Your teammates however seemed to know something—Staring you down as if you were nothing but a piece of meat to them. They’re gazes gave you a shiver, tail curling inward as you tried to appear smaller to them.

They began acting oddly— Lyle was someone you often went to the gym with. He would be there spotting you when you would bench press. But his actions were questionable, groping your flesh and even pressing his hips against yours. At one point you even caught him sniffing one of your borrowed shirts, humping a pillow like an animal in heat. Unbeknownst to you the others seethed in jealousy. They wanted nothing more but to be near you, to have your eyes only on them. Their past feelings only amplified their primal instinct. They wanted a taste of you.

Z-Dog was passive aggressive with her courting. Flirting coyly and purring, she would take advantage of your confusion. Asking for a partner to stretch with, pressing her clothed cunt against your hips, exaggerating her groans. She was temptress, fingers skimming over your abdomen, trailing lower as she pressed her chest towards you. She knew exactly what she wanted and knew how to get it.

The other recoms had taken this as an act of war, each whisking you away from the other. At one point you were often stuck in quarreling fights, ears flattening against your skull as your comrades hissed at each other. It took a while for everyone to reach a compromise. It became overwhelming at one point, there wasn’t a moment someone didn’t have their hands on you. Becoming rather aggressive and demanding more from you.

Quaritch was surprisingly needy, often commanding you to be near him. Even going as far as using his rank to get what he wanted from you. He was curious on how the na’vi mated officially and was quite persistent on the topic. When he caught wind of the information he couldn’t help but dream of having such a life with you. One way or another he had used his rank over you. Extending out his braid towards you, gesturing for you to follow his lead. Your refusal at first was understandable but he kept pushing.

At one point Quaritch decided to take things onto his own hands. He cornered you in an isolated corridor, offering an ultimatum. You can either accept his offer and be kind about this experience he wants to share with you or he’ll force the bond. It wasn’t hard to choose the safest option. Sean was one of the many who became increasingly aggressive, hissing at others when his time with you was interrupted. He would tug on your braid enacting painful hisses from you. Deep down he enjoyed causing such a painful reaction. Even going as far as dragging his canines down your throat, nipping and biting the skin.

Authors note: Other recoms will be mentioned during part two

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supervillain-smut · 25 days

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We, as a Fandom, aren't discussing the other Recoms besides Quaritch like Lopez, Brown, Prager, Zhang, and Mansk... WHY?! These men and women are... so fine?? Don't even get me started on the others!!

#avatar the way of water #recom squad #deja blu #recom brown #recom lopez #recom prager #recom mansk #recom zhang

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avatarrecom · 5 months

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heyy gurrl just wanna let you know that i frickin love your fics so much ❤😊! also i'm feeling like sweetheart so maybe you should write about poly recoms x very sweet, friendly human reader ???

feel free to ignore this 😊❤

Sweet reader

Pairing: Poly!recoms x Human!reader

Word count: 482

A/N: Thank you 💙! Sorry for the long wait, I totally forgot your request 🫣. I wrote some headcanons instead of a one-shot, I hope you don't mind! And I hope that you're still feeling sweetheartish.

You’re the sweetest little human they’ve ever met.

Whereas almost everyone called them zombies and other mean shit behind their backs (because no one's stupid enough to say shit to their faces).

But you were so sweet and kind to them.

You always smile brightly at them in the hallways.

If they’d return from a mission you’d greet them and fuss over any potential injuries, insisting that they drink and eat some before reporting to the boss.

If they were about to leave for a mission, you would always see them off, insisting that they’d be safe.

Eventually they all fell in love with you.

At first, it was awkward when they realized that they all had a thing for you.

But they came to the agreement that they would share you.

When they eventually sat you down and explained everything they felt, you were overwhelmed at first.

They suggested a polyamorous relationship, but you didn’t know what to think about it.

You really liked them, but you felt like you would be a slut if you engaged in a relationship with them all.

You eventually confided in Z-dog and Walker about your feelings.

They assured you that none of them would think that and that if anyone said something like that to you, they’d kick their asses.

So eventually you let the squad know that you were open to be in a relationship with all of them.

They’d be so protective of you.

If someone was bothering you, suddenly one of them showed up behind you with the others some distance away, glaring at whoever it was.

The recom who shows up behind you glares at them, daring them to continue.

They’d definitely see him as a problem.

Until you managed to convince them that they were leaving you alone.

One day they definitely announced in the cafeteria that you were theirs and theirs alone.

They glare at everyone who looks at you a second too long.

You have to convince them to back off multiple times (a day lol).

But they always do whatever you ask.

You need a cuddle? No worries, Prager will hold you for hours.

Are you on your period? Z-dog and Walker have cleared out their day to spend with you.

Is some guy creeping you out? He gets sent back to earth (or his oxygen mask mysteriously malfunctions when he’s working outside)

Quaritch holding you close when he’s doing paperwork.

Z-dog and Walker having a weekly girls night with you.

Ja teaching you medical stuff because you want to be able to help when they’re injured.

Researching new recipes with Mansk.

Holding a monthly book club with Ja and Prager.

Hiding Brown and Fike when they get in trouble because of their latest prank.

Watching telenovelas with Lopez.

Laughing at Lyle’s stupid corny jokes.

Weekly movie night with them all, rotating between everyone for cuddles.

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navibluebees · 1 year

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Reader as a Softie Recom

Please read before interacting.

Request from @bunnyzer0 - i would like to ask for scenarios where reader is part of the recon group but they are like the biggest in the group more like a gentle giant who loves to be touched and petted and even if others tease them about it they don't care or just admit it just jokes and a lot of fluff please 〒▽〒

Thank you for requesting!

a cook for hell's gate in your first life, always wanted to do more, but couldn't due to a health concern

waking up in your new body was wild because suddenly you could breathe better, see sharper, hear everything

the other recoms were a bit confused but accepted you fairly easily, helping you learn the equipment quickly

Zdinarsk is a great shot, so she helped with target practice and cleaning weapons, teasing you a bit because you're so much "like a baby"

Brown clasping your shoulder and laughing through tears after a successful prank "Dude, that was hilarious!"

Mansk wanted to learn more about food prep, so you showed him what you remembered from the first time, edible Pandoran plants and spices

Always making sure everyone has snacks and water for missions

getting the nickname "Mama/Papa bear"

Quaritch grumbling about the "nagging" but then being reminded by Lyle that you were the one that prevented him from being dehydrated the last time

Playing cards with everyone, eventually giving up because nobody can manage to hold them properly with their giant hands

Zhang and Warren usually keep to themselves, but are always there to step in if you have a question and never make you feel dumb for asking, giving an awkward pat on your head before they walk away

Lopez teaching you how to dance and prepping food with you for Mansk to grill, a tight hug after talking about family back home

Movie nights in the recom bay. Everybody insists on piling on top of each other, fighting for the spots closest to you, ending up in a raging battle of rock, paper, scissors

Ends up in a giant cuddle pile, them holding onto your arms and heads tucked against your shoulder

Prager confiding in you and bonding with you over how hard the transition to a new body has been

Ja giving a refresher class to everybody on basic first aid, the rest goofing off or ignoring him. He sighs and starts to pack his stuff away but you ask a question to get him to keep going. He reaches up to ruffle your slightly shaggy hair. "You're not too bad, kid."

Extremely gentle with anyone smaller than you and getting teased by the other recoms for your softer side

Lyle and Zdinarsk messing with you about how they're too cool for all that "Touchy-feely stuff"

Are literally the first recoms to start begging for shoulder massages and back scratches

They'll end up bringing little gifts or treats as a thanks

Getting teased by human soldiers and the other recoms overhear and come to loom over them so they leave you alone.

Recoms are on high-alert for anybody that tries to mess with you, Fike having to hold Walker back from slapping some humans across the weapons room

Walker like a mom to you, patting your arm as you break down one day and sitting quietly until you're calm

Hard nights feeling lonely and without a place in the world and then Lyle insists on having a slumber party, "Everybody move your bedding to the floor!" Ends up falling asleep with an arm across you, snoring in your ear

Out on a mission and trip over roots, unused to your new feet.. "Sorry for being a burden to you guys."

"The team wouldn't be the team without you."

CUE MASSIVE GROUP HUG AND TEARS

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I hope this is something like what you were wanting. :) Thanks for reading!

#avatar way of water #recom avatar #recom quaritch #recom wainfleet #recom brown #recom ja #recom lopez #recom prager #recom fike #recom walker #recom warren #recom zdinarsk #recom zhang #recom mansk

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whxre-bxby · 1 year

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Could you please do a recom Brown smut? I have tried to find some about him but I never can seem to find some... Btw I have fallen in love with your work!!! You are an amazing author and I look forward to reading more from you!!! Love you😘😘

Love you too <3

"Maybe Blue Isn't So Bad"

Recom Brown x Recom Y/N

Summary: The recom's are struggling to adapt to their new bodies. It hits Y/N the worst. She gets injured during a mission and Brown takes care of her. They talk about it before realising how touched-starved they are. Knowing their problems are difficult to solve, they fuck their worries away.

WARNINGS: SMUT, fluff, angst, hurt and comfort, mentions of blood, pet name mama, breeding kink (no mating with tsaheylu), recom's identity crisis, tears

Masterlist

Word count: 5241

The helicopter landed at our base and I was the first to haul myself from the side and try to run inside.

This was one of the most intense missions I’d ever experienced and I was not taking it well.

“Woah, hold on there sweetheart.” Quaritch shouted over the dying engine of the aircraft. I stumbled forward, falling to my knees on the hard concrete and wrapping an arm around my stomach. I felt like throwing up but nothing was happening.

Immediately a pair of hands came to my aid, steadying me while I crouched down. Another pair moved the hair out of my face in case I did puke.

Everyone had gotten off now, taking all the gear with them and they were standing in a group, waiting for orders and waiting for me to get up.

No one felt relaxed after seeing what we just did, but since I got the worst of it, my mind was scattered.

After about a minute of me breathing through my discomfort and the Colonel handing out tasks and orders, I was able to open my eyes and sit back on my knees.

“Help ‘er up.” Quaritch ordered and Lyle who stood next to me, making sure I was alright pulled me to my feet by holding me under my arms.

I lean against him and then Brown comes around my other side, offering me more stability. I hold on to his shoulder and Lyle hands me off to him before helping Ja with the heavy gear.

We’re all waiting for further instructions now.

“Alright, you lot join Wainfleet up on deck. We’re not done for today.” he says, talking to the others.

Miles turns to me, letting out a small sigh and looking at me with a glimpse of pity in his eyes.

“Y/N you’re dismissed.” he says, waving it off. I can’t answer him I only slightly nod, facing the ground as my head spins.

“Stay with her and help ‘er out.” he says to Brown who is firmly holding me and he nods before directing his attention back to me.

“Alright, get movin’. We don’t have all day!” Quaritch shouts, and the others start to walk inside. Most of them glance at me with worried expressions. It was clear to see that I was not okay. At least we were safe for now.

Quaritch nodded at Brown before motioning Lyle back to me. Both men stretched my arms over their shoulders and helped me walk inside while Miles walked beside us. As our superior, his top priority was obviously successfully completing the mission but also our safety and well-being. He could tell I had gotten a bad handful of things today and he was silently cursing himself for not having everyone covered at all ends. Now you had to suffer the consequences of his little mistake.

We got inside and I was dropped off in a medical room. There were three beds and they placed me on the side of one.

I sat, hunched over with my tail loosely hanging off the side while holding my face in my palm.

Quaritch said a few things to Brown before he and Lyle left the room. When the door closed behind them there was almost complete silence and it calmed me down. Compared to the roaring engine and the… monster, we just encountered, this was heaven.

Then I heard plastic wrappers and looked up to see Brown facing away from me, opening the medical kit on a table while I tried to keep balance on the thin hospital bed.

I looked around the room noticing it was empty apart from the cabinets full of medicines and samples. The large glass windows were covered with blinds and the ceiling lights were illuminating the stripes on my now… blue skin.

Right… I wasn’t human anymore…

Brown finished putting together whatever he was doing and turned around, walking towards me.

My eyes were struggling to adapt to the bright lighting in the room and my body started slowly falling to the side.

Before I could completely lose balance and tumble down, a large arm wrapped around my side, pulling me back into my previous sitting position.

“Careful, don’t want you hurting yourself more.” he chuckled, slowly letting go.

“Yeah, my bad.” I mumble, palming my forehead. He flashes me a smile before rearranging the items in his hands. One of them is a wet wipe drenched in alcohol and the other a wrapped-up bandage.

Brown crouched down in front of me, gently lifting my injured leg so that my heel was resting on his knee.

“This’ll sting.” he warned before pressing the cloth against the large slash I had on my calf. I whimpered, biting down on my lip before I got used to it. But I knew he had to clean it properly. He pulled it away for a second before starting to wipe the blood away while gliding the stinging cloth through the open flesh.

My whole body tensed and I lay back, biting my fist while digging my nails into my hand. God, this hurt as much as when the wound was made.

“Sorry.” he breathily said, feeling a little guilty even though he knows he is helping me.

“It’s fine-” I squeaked out, clenching my eyes closed. “Just get it done.”

He nodded, looking back down at my leg again after noticing how my tail was repeatedly thudding against the metal railing on the side. This was pure agony.

He continued cleaning the wound, trying to hurry it up for me and when he was done I relaxed back, covering my face with my arms and breathing heavily.

Brown chuckled, gently wiping down my entire leg to clean it off from blood.

“There. Done. Wasn’t that bad now was it?” he sarcastically asked, grinning down at my half-dead self.

I snort in response, feeling like I’ve won the battle of a lifetime. He smiles before putting the cloth to the side and starting to wrap the bandage around my leg.

Slowly I lift my body and sit up, watching his hands encircle my massacred leg with the remaining bandage until it’s gone.

I admired how gentle he was, especially because I knew usually he wasn’t.

Brown was the type of guy that would fist-bump his friends. That included chest bumps in the air too. When teasing a guy he would headlock them and rub his fist in their hair. He was also quite competitive, his main goal usually being beating Prager and Ja in physically challenging tasks.

But now, he was wrapping my leg in such a manner as if it were made of extremely thin glass that could break if he pulled too tightly. He also made sure his fingers would not brush against my wound.

A soft smile formed on my face when he finished, tucking the last strand under another.

“Thank you.” I say and it almost sounds like a whisper.

His eyes looked up, searching for my face and he found me already looking at him. The same smile was mirrored on his face now before he got up to put the bloody wet wipe away.

“No need, can’t have you injured like this for too long. ‘Team needs you. Especially now that we know you can run like hell.” he spoke, ending his sentence with a chuckle.

I scoff, smiling. “My life depended on it.”

He nods understandingly, looking down.

I sigh, letting my shoulders slump before scoffing at my thought.

“It’s ironic really. There I was, running for my life from a Thanator when I spend my days and nights wishing I never woke up like this.”

Brown’s head shoots up to meet mine at my words while a tired smile forms on my lips. I didn’t want to live like this. I hated how I looked and who I was now but at the same time I hated who I used to be and the memories I had from that person who is probably dead for good reason.

“Don’t say that.” he replies, leaning against the table to face me. “We’re getting a second chance here. Let’s make the most of it.”

“But we’re not making the most of it.” I say, almost cutting him off. People were constantly saying that but it made no sense because almost nothing has changed except our bodies.

“We’re doing the exact same thing that got us killed.”

My voice was breaking and he caught on to it. Everyone was struggling with this new change a little but they hid it. I however couldn’t anymore.

“The same thing is going to happen and now I feel even worse doing all that because this god-forsaken body makes me feel connected to the world out there.” I start spiralling, running a hand through my hair, although it gets caught in the braids that I’m also not used to.

He stays silent, letting me get rid of the weight on my shoulders but I can tell my words affect him.

“And no one is questioning what we’re doing because this is what we were built for, right? I mean, the only reason they brought us back is to finish what they started but we have no real reason to do so.” I continue to rant while my eyes sting and nose sting, slowly welling up with tears.

“What would they do if I said no? Would they shoot me? Wipe my memory and try it again?”

“No, they wouldn’t do that…” Brown says, trying to comfort me but he himself sounds unsure.

“I just-” I say with a sniffle. “I feel so, unreal. We’re artificial. It’s like we’re not actually living.”

The room is silent for a while as both of us blankly stare at the ground. He isn’t objecting to what I’m saying so I assume he understands and maybe thinks the same. But we both know there isn’t much we can do. And that’s what has me so frustrated and helpless.

Brown sighs before walking over to me.

He wanted to comfort me as best he could. That included holding me to him or basically anything with physical touch. He felt so deprived of that and he knew you must too. Your purpose of being alive was completing the mission, so all recoms were constantly being given orders, tasks and instructions. There was always something to do and figure out that everything else was completely neglected. There were no breaks for us, only sleep.

He stands in front of me while I peered down at my dangling legs. When I saw his ones stop in front of me I let my glossy eyes meet his.

Brown held out his hand and it took me a good few seconds to catch on to what he was doing. I put my palm in his, thinking nothing of it and longing for any comfort I can get. He closed his hand, looking at me with a saddened expression.

“Can I hug you?” he asked, seeming completely genuine. His words took me by surprise. If you would have asked me to rank all the recoms from most likely asking me that to least likely, he would have definitely been at the bottom of least likely. Not because he was the last person I wanted to hug but because he never showed any kind of physical affection at all except for his moves with his friends like the chest bumps and headlocks. But one would never see him patting anyone on the back or anything similar to that. Perhaps he just had no one to give physical affection to.

His eyes raced between mine as he tried to fish out the answer from my reaction before I could say it. My hesitation had him worried he overstepped a boundary and he tensed, almost shrinking away from me.

I however held his hand firmly, knowing I needed this hug more than anything.

“Yes please.” I whisper and his eyes shoot up to mine in surprise. His ears perked forwards and his tail stilled.

He smiled, taking a step forward and I opened my legs just so that he could step between them and hug me comfortably. The bed was up to his waist so I was almost as tall as him.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him. I did the same, flattening my hands on his back as I rested my head on his shoulder. He leaned his head against mine and I realised how badly I needed this physical attention. It just made it better that it happened to be him.

My waterworks get going again and I feel my bottom lip wobble before I sniffle and bury my face in the crook of his neck. He relaxes into me, pulling us further together and one of his hands comes up to cradle my head. Tears flow from my eyes as I let out small muffled sobs, subconsciously wrapping my legs around him because I didn’t want this to end.

He let his head fall and rest on my shoulder while his arms completely embraced me.

While calming down in the safety of his arms, I didn’t notice that my own touch-starved body was responding in another way. Heat started to form between my legs but I didn’t realise it because of the pain in my heart and the overwhelming thoughts in my head.

Maybe it was because we were so close. His hips were very close to mine and my body seemed to crave more than just a hug even though in my head, this was more than I could ever ask for.

I had my face pressed against his clothed shoulder, inhaling his now stronger scent. Maybe that’s what caused the excitement in me but I refused to acknowledge it.

Whether you ignored it or not didn’t matter because Brown had noticed it. He was fighting his own battle of being neglected by touch so having you wrap yourself around his body like this was heaven. When he rested his head on your shoulder he inhaled your sweet scent and had to fight the urge to bury his face into your neck and inhale more of it. He didn’t want to overstep any boundaries because you two were hugging and it was a beautiful moment he wouldn’t dare ruin for you.

If you only hug him, he will make sure to keep it just as you want and won’t initiate anything more. However, he will pay more attention to your reactions, just to see whether you might be feeling what he is. Maybe you can even feel him. He knew he was getting worked up and was terrified of scaring you away if you felt what was growing in his pants.

My mind started drifting off as I clung to him and my sniffles turned into heavy breathing.

Brown’s ears were strained in my direction, listening to any noise I made as best he could.

He took note of how my body seemed to grow warmer and then suddenly, he heard what sounded like a pant. Then again and it kept repeating until he knew he wasn’t mistaken.

To test how you reacted to him, he traced his fingertips along the exposed skin your tank top left, on your back. This could be seen as an innocent action, so he put it to the test. Seeing goosebumps rise on your skin had him smirking and he felt his dick throb. Fuck, he was down bad too.

Brown gently pulled away, steadying you in front of him so he could look at you properly. Your glossy eyes, parted lips and flushed face made him forget how to breathe for a few seconds. You were so beautiful and like this, you looked even better. Your sweet scent suddenly filled his nostrils again but this time it was stronger and his instincts told him it was radiating from a special part of your body.

“Y/N…” he said, his usually raspy voice turning soft. My eyes shot up to his, watching how he scanned every feature on my face.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

I wasn’t sure what he meant. I mean, I knew what the question meant and I was ready to give him the simple answer of good but the way he looked at me hinted that he meant it in a different context.

“Better?” I say, unsure if that’s what he meant. It seemed to solve something for him but not everything.

He sighed, taking a deep breath to steady himself. As if he were really struggling to hold himself back from doing something. Seeing him like this, made me imagine the best-case scenario but I didn’t want to expose my thoughts.

“I can smell you…” he breathily replied in a strained voice. His ears were tipped back, only perking forward every time I made a noise or a new movement. I also noticed how the muscles in his arms flexed.

I was about to ask whether he needed medical attention until his own musk filled the air around me. It was always there and I always knew what he smelled like but now it was stronger than ever and it made my core throb.

I wanted to curse myself for reacting so desperately.

My eyes widened when I met his again and he seemed to know exactly what I was thinking about.

“Don’t ignore it. Look at how it ended this time.” he said and I understood even though I think it wasn’t going too badly. I mean I got my hug.

“What if next time someone else will be here instead of me? I don’t want that happening.” he said and my mouth dropped open a little more. Was that a confession?

“If you don’t want me here, I can go.” he said, noticing my agonising silence. My heart raced in panic because that was the last thing I wanted.

“No-” I quickly say and Brown feels relief flood his body. “I want you here with me.”

His tipped-back ears perk forward once again as he reruns the words in his head.

“No one else but you.” I added. Those words really got to him, especially because he was so competitive with the others. He needed to know you wanted him as much as he wanted you.

“Can I touch you?” he asks. Yes, we did just hug and hold each other but I know he means it in a different way this time. In a way that has me rubbing my thighs together.

Seeing me do that has his heart skip a beat. He could only dream of what you felt and looked like.

“Yes.” I whisper and he shakily exhales before his hands attach themselves to my legs. He places them on my knees, pushing my legs apart and stepping in between them to prevent me from closing them again.

I hold him there by encircling his legs with my own. He’s so close to me again but this time, his face is inches from mine. Brown’s slightly dilated pupils stare into mine and I let my palm find his cheek to guide him down to me. He complies, leaning in and closing the gap between us. Our lips press against each other and what started off as a soft kiss testing the waters, became a breathy and panted make-out session.

His tongue had slipped past my lips and I parted them further, not dreaming of ever denying his access.

My hands closed in tight fists around the neckline of his shirt while his hands glided down my waist, groping the skin of my hips and holding me close.

With every second that passed we felt our needs grow and it seemed to only get worse and more desperate.

I pulled away for air because my mind was becoming fuzzy and I couldn’t think straight.

Brown smirked, still holding me while I panted. He did the same but I seemed more out of breath.

“You have no idea how bad I want you right now.” he whispered, allowing himself to finally press his face into your neck before kissing it. I tilted my head to the side while my arms loosely wrapped around his neck before gasping when I felt him nip at my skin.

My body feels like it’s on fire and all my clothes start to bother me so I find the base of my top and start pulling it up and over my head. Brown pulls back, watching me with a smile.

I hook my fingertips under my sports bra before looking at him, noticing he is only watching.

“Don’t just stand there, take it all off.” I hastily say, needing to feel his bare skin against mine.

My bold words surprise him but it’s such a turn-on for him.

“Damn mama, do that again and I won’t last as long.” he chuckles, peeling his own shirt off.

I threw my bra and top to the side and wanted to take my shorts off but I was interrupted by Brown pressing himself into me again. His hands found my bare chest and he groped the skin of my breasts, groaning against my cheek.

“Fuck you look so beautiful.” he mumbled against my skin and I smiled, exhaling an airy laugh.

“I didn’t even get a chance to look at you.” I complain, trying to make out what he looks like by running my hands over his now bare torso. He chuckles against me before pulling away.

My breath hitches when I see how sculpted he looks. I’ve seen him shirtless before but he was never this close.

I reach my arm out again and trace it over his pecs before outlining his abs.

“Fuck.” I curse under my breath and his smile turns into a grin. “I’m so turned on it’s becoming painful.” I whisper and Brown’s eyes widen at my once again bold words.

He swears to himself, the excitement your words caused shooting straight to his crotch.

“Take it all off.” he orders, hastily undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. I nod, opening my shorts and pushing them down my legs along with my underwear.

We both discard all our remaining clothing on the ground. The only thing still on our bodies are our dog tags.

Almost instantly I’m pulled flush against Brown’s and his hands are all over me. I sigh, loving the feeling of his hot chest pressing up against mine.

After a minute of further worshipping and exploring, Brown pulls away. His hand flattens above my chest and he slowly guides me back. I hesitate a little, unsure of what he has planned.

“Don’t worry baby, you’re safe with me. I’d never hurt you.” he comforts me and I let him push me back so that I’m laying on the hospital bed now.

“Let me take care of you.” he softly said, his hands outlining my waist and hips. I nod, relaxing a little.

Brown lets his hands glide past my abdomen and gently opens my legs. I let him, holding on to the hand that’s holding me down. He moves it and intertwined our fingers before focusing back on me.

His eyes meet my now wet and glistening pussy and he groans, deeply inhaling my scent.

“So fuckin’ pretty.” he mutters before letting his free hand trail down the inside of my thigh. I gasp when his fingers finally come in contact with my heat and he gently rubs me through my folds, watching my reactions. My legs relax and fall open a little more and I tighten my grip on his hand.

He circles my clit, noticing how my muscles tense and he knows he’s doing good. After a while, his fingers start to prod at my entrance before he slowly pushes one of his entirely inside. He gently thrusts it in and out a few times, admiring the feeling of your silky walls. It makes him look forward to having that around his dick.

Soon a second finger is added and he pushes them knuckle-deep inside me. I whimper, biting down on my lip while my ears are strained back. It felt so good. Better than anything I could ever do to myself.

“Does it feel good, mama?” he coos, asking rhetorically with a grin. I whine, nodding my head a few times before letting it fall back.

“So good.” I whisper and my words make his stomach twist with excitement.

“Fuck- I can’t wait any longer.” he curses, removing his fingers from inside me and licking my wetness off. He groans at the taste and almost shivers in anticipation of how you will feel around him.

Brown gets on the bed, climbs on top of me and cages me in with his arms on either side of my head. I stare up at him with wide eyes, not quite believing this is happening to me.

He smirks before gently moving my injured leg to the side so that he doesn’t touch it and hurt you more.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good baby, you’ll forget about everything else.” he whispers in my ear and I shiver.

My pupils are just as blown wide with lust as his are. He pushes my other leg up and to the side, setting it down on his lower back before he presses his bare hips against mine. My mouth drops open as I feel his throbbing cock press against my burning core. He closes his eyes for a few seconds, to ground himself in reality and not completely lose it.

“Please fuck me already.” I whine, hating how I’m clenching around nothing. I needed him so bad I was close to just doing it myself.

Brown chuckles. My neediness had him going feral.

He pulled back a little, lining himself up with me before pushing himself inside. He pushed just a little past halfway and bit his lip. I inhale sharply, loving how I was finally being filled.

Without further waiting, Brown pulled out, keeping only the tip inside me before snapping his hips forward again. This time he bottomed out and I couldn’t help but moan.

After hearing that, he made it his mission to draw all and any noises like that from me.

I dug my nails into his hand that I was holding and let him set the pace.

He started off slow but I could tell he was restraining himself for me.

“Don’t hold back, please.” I say and it sounds like a beg but I couldn’t care less.

He nods, steadying his heavy breathing before starting to properly fuck me.

Both of us were so frustrated over the past few weeks we needed to release all the tension in us. And what better way to do that than to fuck our problems away.

With every thrust, I felt genuine waves of pleasure shoot through my body and I was slowly losing myself in it. Everything became so much more sensitive that it felt amazing.

“You feel so good.” he hissed, baring his fangs while his breath fanned on my shoulder. He bit down, not too harshly but it wasn’t gentle either. I cried out, digging my nails into his back.

“Need to mark you-” he breathed out “as mine.”

“Don’t stop.” I plead, feeling my orgasm finally near me. My eyes were fluttering closed and shot open again every time he attacked a new piece of skin.

Suddenly Brown stopped and I almost hissed at him, quickly pulling back and lifting my un-injured leg over his shoulder before leaning down and fucking into me again.

The new angle had him hitting a spot I’d never known about and it made my thighs clamp around him.

I moan, holding onto his shoulders for dear life.

“I’m so close.” I squeak, my voice is barely audible. That’s the biggest motivational speech he could get and he doesn’t let his movements falter for even a second.

“Come on baby, you can do it.” he coos, leaning further down while trapping my leg in between our bodies.

Within the next few thrusts, I’m seeing stars. My fingers and toes curl while my entire body tenses. My pussy clenches around Brown and he’s about to spill his load into me. He wants to ask whether he should pull out but the way you're holding him against your body stops him from speaking up.

I tremble, arching my back into him and moaning his name while my eyes roll to the back of my head. The sight of that and the feeling of me is too much for Brown and can’t stop himself from emptying his balls deep into me. With one last thrust, he pushes himself balls-deep inside me and releases his hot cum.

My orgasm was slowly dying down but feeling him fill me up like that extended it even more. He had so much of it and I felt it start to drip out of me while he was still buried inside me.

He moved his torso up, keeping his hips in place and let me remove my leg from his shoulder. When I did he leaned back down and quite literally collapsed onto me. I wrapped my free leg and arms around him while his head rested on my chest.

We were both panting like mad and my pussy throbbed against him. Never in my life would I have thought this situation could take such a good turn.

I smile when I see how his tail is happily swaying. Maybe being blue wasn’t that bad after all.

After a few minutes of holding each other, Brown gets up, gently moving past me. He gets another damp cloth, pushing any cum that leaked out back inside before he cleaned me off between my legs and did the same to himself.

“You better not get chased by a Thanator again because this is not the last time we’re doing this.” he says with a chuckle and I smile.

“Maybe I should. Then you can help me out again.” I reply teasing him back. He scoffs before handing me my clothes.

We get dressed and Brown starts packing up the med kit again. It’s nearing dinner time so he helps me to the canteen and we sit down.

The others join us soon and Ja sits next to me while Brown is on my other side.

Ja takes one inhale of the air, expecting to just smell me but instead it reeks of Brown.

He inhales again before his eyebrows furrow.

“Why do you smell like Brown?” he asks me. Luckily the others didn’t hear. But Brown did. I look up at him with innocent eyes. Brown leans back, looking over my back at his friend.

“Might wanna move over.” he says, eyeing how close Ja is to you. Ja’s eyes widen as he can only imagine what happened between you but he listens, scooting away a little.

Brown discreetly wraps his hand around your waist and pulls you closer to him. No one noticed except for Ja and Prager.

It made Brown feel pride in his chest because he claimed you and they could do nothing about it. Perhaps they would even notice the developing hickey on your neck soon.

Tag List: @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

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herefortheblues · 9 months

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Confusing Words

Recoms(Zdog and Lyle) x Child!Reader

Summary: When Y/n gets a very late start into education she quickly realizes how confusing the English Language is.

Warnings: none

This is my first fic so it is pretty short

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Living practically your whole life on a different plant is pretty cool, but it comes with its flaws. In this case it would be education, specifically Y/n's. Y/n Ardmore, the generals daughter, who despite being 11 barely had any education at all. This was because only the essential people came to Pandora and teachers weren't on that list. Plus, no kids were supposed to be here anyway but being the daughter of the woman that was running the whole operation made Y/n "The special case."

So Y/n was thrown to the scientists. Now these people were smart but they were used to teaching other adults not children but luckily they found some books on a supply shipment.

But Y/n asked the one person she shouldn't have to help her- Lyle.

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"So, what's this one?" Y/n asked, her brow furrowed in confusion as she examined the odd spelling on the paper.

"That's tomb," Lyle replied, his voice tinged with exasperation. He regretted agreeing to help Y/n with her spelling. Being a marine, he wasn't exactly cut out for educatng children.

They were seated at a canteen table, specifically the recoms table, where the 9-foot blue marines usually gathered. Lyle found himself hunching over just to meet Y/n at eye level. The table had been custom-made to accommodate their size, but it made Y/n appear incredibly small in comparison.

"Tomb," the little girl giggled lightly, her eyes flitting over to the recom. "That's a funny word." Lyle couldn't help but smile slightly at her innocent amusement. "Yeah, it is, isn't it?"

Y/n's eyes returned to the paper, her gaze fixed on the rows of words. "This one is boom then?" Her face lit up with a big smile, proud of herself for getting one right. However, her smile faded when the recom chimed in.

"No, that's bomb," the recom corrected. Confusion clouded Y/n's face as she pointed to the previous word. "But if this is tomb," she reasoned, moving her finger to the other word, "shouldn't this one be boom? They're spelled almost the same except for the T and the B."

Lyle started to answer, prepared with an explanation, when Zdirnask suddenly plopped down at the table on the opposite side of Y/n. "What are we working on?"

"Words," Y/n replied, moving the paper to show Zdirnask. She pointed to the section they were currently on. "Confusing words."

Zdirnask's smirk grew as she glanced at the paper and saw the words in question,

Tomb

Bomb

Comb

She glanced over at Lyle, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Well, those certainly are some tricky words."

By now the whole team was piling into the canteen. Their eyes immediately landing on their two teammates and the child, all hunched over and looking confused and frustrated.

As they neared the table the started to pick up the conversation, "-but if this is not com or coom, what is it?"

"That's comb."

Y/n's mouth hung open, eyes squinted as she looked down at the paper as if it had insulted her, "That doesn't make any sense!"

"What doesn't make any sense?" Brown asked as he took a seat next to Lyle.

"These words! You can't just change the way a word sound just because the letter at the beginning is different."

Her little rant pulled a chuckle from the group.

"It's not funny. If this one is tomb," she started, "Then this one should be boom. Plus, how is this comb? It's stupid."

Mansk, who had sat in the seat directly in front of Y/n, smirk down at her, "What's the next one?"

"Um... Ka-nife" (Knife)

"Oh come on!"

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This is my first fic so it's not going to be that great but I will improve as I go forward.

#recoms x reader #Recoms x child reader #recom mansk #recom lyle wainfleet #recom zdinarsk #recom zdog #atwow fanfiction #child reader #X child reader #recom brown #x reader #x y/n #x you #fluff fic #avatar fluff #atwow #blurb

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muhomora · 1 year

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When you imagine yourself as the hero of a music video X)

#avatar #Avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar recoms #recom #recombination #recombinant #recom squad #brown #recom brown #art #Fanart #recom fanart

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timetravellingshinigami · 1 year

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Lyle's growl here 🥵🥵

When you read Fanfics or romance and the male romantic interest *growls* yeah this is what they meant.

#lyle wainfleet #lyle wainfleet x reader #miles Quaritch #avatar recoms #na'vi recombinants #sean fike #mansk #z dog #recom ja #recom prager #recom brown #avatar the way of water

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hellpmeimobsessed · 1 month

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Completely Random Recom Squad Headcanons

These are all purely based on vibes, if you disagree, I'm sorry. Feel free to add on if you'd like! There are 5 headcanons to each of the 12 members of the squad.

Brown:

Doesn't get into trouble often

Longest tail out of the recoms

Personal space is a must

Plays acoustic guitar

Picky eater

Fike:

Second youngest recom

Most playful recom

Eats the weirdest food combos like dipping his fries in ice cream

Occasional voice cracks the squad all immediately parrot to tease him

Peak troublemaker; mocks Quaritch playfully behind his back, pulls pranks, etc

Ja:

Youngest recom

Best behaved; never gets into trouble, and will actively tell on more mischievous members like Fike and Wainfleet

A pretty good visual artist has sketches of random things and people, including the squad

The hat was a gift from his younger sister

He's easy to spook outside of missions, nerves of steel when on active duty

Lopez:

Says he knows Spanish; only knows basic conversation starters and curse words

Drama king when he gets sick; acts like he's dying

Can't sleep without noise

Plays Solitaire when he's bored

Burns water, can't cook to save his life

Mansk:

Impartial to shenanigans. Will simply roll his eyes, will stay out of it and quiet, but will not actively cover anyone, just says he didn't see or hear anything.

He wears a sleep mask

Fidgets with anything in his hands

His love language is food, whether he's making it or it's being made for him, either way to him it's a very clear "I love you"

He has the most contagious laugh

Prager:

Reads a lot

Likes to strike up conversation about anything; he's a natural ice-breaker and extrovert, with a wide array of knowledge.

He's a natural heater; the headband keeps the sweat out of his eyes.

He's the only recom with one fang that's smaller than the other; it's his right fang.

He's really good at cheating at cards, but you can't prove it.

Quaritch:

Extremely light sleeper.

Dad jokes; all the time

He isn't actually grumpy, he's just so used to having to act tough all the time and has a resting bitch face as a result

Movie buff; his favorite way to relax is to put on whatever movie looks good at the time, catches and makes movie references all the time.

Snacks a lot

Wainfleet:

Physical affection is his favorite thing, always putting a hand on someone's shoulder, putting his teammates in a playful headlock, etc

Will eat anything; the actual bottomless pit

Is allergic to cats and dogs

Likes comic books and is an avid reader and collector

Snores. LOUDLY.

Walker:

Spiky exterior, soft on the inside, but the trust has to be well-earned

Keeps a journal

Takes frequent naps when and where she can

Has a stuffed Lynx plushie she's had since she was a child

Tosses and turns like no tomorrow when she sleeps

Warren:

He has a fursona. It's a leopard.

Has a lovely singing voice; IF you ever get to hear it

Professional gaslighter

Has at least one plant; takes very good care of it

Shyest recom member

Z-Dog:

Friendliest recom member

Bear hugs for the win

Did her own tattoos and tattoos the others; Her favorite is a rubber duck on her inner thigh

Immaculate sorting skills; everything that can be reasonably alphabetized is, and her living space is pristine

Can absolutely demolish you at Tetris

Zhang:

Has an amazing intuition about people

Likes reading and writing poetry

Is the fastest recom member

Stupid lucky at blackjack; everyone's convinced he's cheating, but he's not

Hums his favorite songs while he does anything tedious or repetitive, like cleaning his gun or folding laundry

#recom squad #na'vi #recom brown #recom fike #recom ja #recom lopez #recom mansk #recom prager #recom quaritch #recom wainfleet #recom walker #recom warren #recom zdinarsk #recom zdog #recom zhang

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kayimx · 1 year

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New version.

I have 3 holes, 2 hands, 1 pair of titts and ready to have the time of my life.

(Why is every Quaritch picture always so damn blurry)

#atwow #miles quaritch #avatar the way of water #atwow smut #atwow quaritch #recom z dog #recom mansk #recom prager #recom brown #smut

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avatarrecom · 8 months

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Sleeping positions

Pairing: Poly!recoms x reader

Word count: 1267

My headcanons of how the recoms hold you when you're asleep.

🌍 Recom Miles Quaritch Old grandpa vibes. Not often in the mood for cuddling, but you always wake up with his arm slung over your waist. If you’re awake before him and you try to get up, his grip on your waist will tighten and he refuses to let you go. Also, his tail will curl protectively around your leg. The first time his tail curled around your leg, you didn’t notice and got up after which you face planted. Your nose started bleeding. (you have threatened him that if he ever tells one of your other partners, you will skin him alive).

😈 Recom Lyle Wainfleet You’re the little spoon, he’s the big spoon. Cannot sleep without a hand on your titty. Also always presses his cock against your ass when he’s half awake, his tail is usually resting on your groin(he’s a horny little gremlin). He also moves a lot in his sleep, half of the time he kicks you awake or you end up on the floor. The other half you wake up on the edge of the bed with him sprawled out like a starfish.

🍬 Recom Z-dog (Extremely cuddly) She never, and I mean NEVER sleeps without Walker. When you’re the one who joins them that night, they both spoon you. Z-dog spoons you with her front to yours. One of her arms is awkwardly wrapped under your body, with her fingers hooked in the waistband of Walker's shorts. The other hand rests on your thigh. Legs are a mess, sometimes one of Z-dogs leg ends up across yours and Walker's bodies, the heel of her foot pressed against Walker’s ass. Your tails are also always tangled together, usually with the three fluffy ends caressing one another.

🥽 Recom Walker She never sleeps without at least Z-dog. When you’re the one who joins them that night, they both spoon you. Walker spoons you with her front to your back, nose nuzzled in the nape of your neck. Both you and Z-dog use one of her arms as a pillow. Her other arm is slung over your waists, hand resting on Z-dogs lower back. Legs are a mess, it takes a while to untangle them in the morning. Your tails are also always tangled together, usually with the three fluffy ends caressing one another.

😎 Recom Mansk Classic spooning. Unlike Lyle, he’s more respectful and mostly manages to keep his hands to himself. He’s curled up around your back, one leg trapping your lower body. Both arms are wrapped around your waist, his arms are bent at the elbows, so his hands are closer to your face (he likes to caress your face when he can’t sleep). Loves it when you wrap your own hands around his and nuzzle them to your face or lay your cheek on them. Tail is always gently wrapped over your waist. You have to force him to take off his sunglasses because they poke in your neck. (Sometimes forgets to take them off and wakes up with imprints on his face)

🧯 Recom Prager I once read a Pransk (Prager x Mansk) story where Prager was an insomniac and he could only sleep with tsaheylu, where he became sleepy because of his partner's sleepiness. This man literally cannot sleep without tsaheylu. He sleeps on his back, with your head on his chest and his arm wrapped around you. Your queues are connected and resting on his stomach with his hand protectively covering the connected braids. This man's tail cannot stay still, even in his sleep. So he usually keeps it away from you, so he doesn’t accidentally wake you.

⚕️ Recom Ja Calmest sleeper out of all of them, but sleeps in the weirdest positions (also can fall asleep everywhere and he's proud of it (kinda like Michael Sheen episode 3, season 1, timestamp 11:00 of Staged iykyk)). Usually the last to go to bed. When you’re already in bed, it doesn’t matter what position you’re in, he flips you on your back and flops down to lay on top of you. So you’re laying on your back, with him crushing your body. His arms are either tucked under you, or laying at your sides. His legs are lying between yours, his tail wrapped around your thigh and his head is pillowed on your boobs. And god help you when you don’t wrap your arms around him. He’ll stare straight into your soul, so intense that you wake up from it. Then he’ll pout until you wrap your arms around him. Loves it when you thread your fingers through his hair until he falls asleep (I refuse to accept that he’s bald and I’ll continue to refuse to accept it, until James Cameron personally tells me otherwise)

⛓️ Recom Fike To me, Fike looks like an anxious boy. He overthinks way too much. Cuddling keeps him from overthinking, therefore he never sleeps alone. Usually sleeps with Brown (they’re really close and always getting into trouble together), sometimes with Quaritch if he’s extremely anxious. When you join the two of them, Fike cuddles at your back. One arm is wrapped around his own waist. The other is wrapped around you, his hand is bunched in either your or in Brown’s shirt. His legs are tightly wrapped around yours/Brown’s, holding you against him. His head is pressed tightly against the back of your neck. In an effort to comfort himself, his tail is always wrapped around one of his own body parts. Sometimes sneezes (and wakes the both of you up) because your hair tickles his nose.

🧢 Recom Brown Fike and Brown almost always sleep together, because of Fike’s anxiety. When you join the two of them, he’s lying flat on his back, one arm outstretched for you and Fike to use as a pillow (always complains about his arm tingling in the morning, secretly loves it). Your head is more on his shoulder, your nose in his neck, than on his arm. When possible, he wraps his lower arm around Fike’s shoulder. Most of the time he looks like a starfish. You always rest your hand on his chest, so he folds his hand over yours. Kinda has a tail with its own mind. You’ve woken up a lot with the fluffy end of his tail tickling your face.

📿 Recom Lopez I headcanon that he grew up with a lot of siblings and very little money. So growing up he had to share a bed with his younger brother. His brother trashed a lot in his sleep and he ended up slamming his head against Lopez’s face (and breaking his nose/knocking out his teeth) more often than not. He subconsciously started resting his fist on the pillow in front of his face with his thumb pressed to his forehead to protect his face from more harm. You two usually spoon with your fronts to each other. Even tho he doesn’t have to share his bed with his brother anymore, he never stopped resting his fist in front of his face (everyone thinks it’s extremely cute, he pouts when they tease him about it). You usually rest your head on his arm to still be close to him. His other arm is slung over your waist and even when he’s asleep, he’s still strong and holds you tightly against him, leaving you with very little wiggle room. His hand is resting on your ass under your shorts while his tail sneaks up under the pipe of your shorts (also a horny little gremlin).

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