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murd3r0u55ilh0u3tt3 · 30 days

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TWST x Mül Pearl reader

The planet Mül was previously inhabited by Pearls. But due to an ongoing war, Mül ended up in the middle of the crossfire and was destroyed. The Pearls are characters from the movie Valerian: The City of A Thousand Planets. These guys are by far one of my favorite aliens aside from the Anodites.

• Let's just say you witnessed your planet being destroyed and was separated from your group and only carried with you your pet converter and a single pearl gem. You found a half-destroyed spaceship and locked yourself in before the final blow. From miles away from the group, you can feel a shockwave from the Princess' physical body's death. Your skin turned darker as you grieved for the poor soul and prayed for the safety of your family and their highnesses.

• Years later, you fixed whatever strange devices and contraptions in the ship you managed to salvage, taught yourself sciences, mathematics, languages you never knew existed and even grew your own garden. However, you can only survive long enough without your pearls and you were running out of rations, starting to stress out even more... Until you heard an odd sound and clanking of hooves... Then it went dark.

• Finding yourself contained in a tight space, you panicked and repeatedly kicked the door. A certain little monster almost cooked you alive but you escaped and ran. You were so enthralled and confused by your new attire and foreign surroundings, the monster caught up to you but was binded by a... Man?

• The man with a crow mask spoke to you in a language you were sort of familiar of... Is this what the humans call English? You tried your best to communicate with him only to be interrupted several times. You are puzzled when the man dragged you to a room with people wearing the same robes as you do.

• A creepy looking mirror finally asked you a question you are familiar of. After you introduced yourself, the mirror now shocked, said that you cannot be placed here for you are an unknown creature from an unknown planet. Therefore, you are not suitable for any dorm. The crow man let out an exaggerated gasp and asked you who or what you are.

• You took off your hood and the room was filled with even more gasps, fingers pointing at you, and people taking a few steps back. The little monster saw this as a chance to demonstrate his magic and chaos ensues. You felt scared when they started fighting and your skin turned dark. You started cowering in the corner. A short man with black and pink hair, who came earlier than expected, saw this and excused himself to take care of your panic attack. Once he calmed you down, the headmage ordered his students to shoo Grim and leave the room.

• Crowley asked a ton of questions ranging from what kind of alien you are, or what planet do you hail from, or if you can understand what he's saying. You only answered some of his questions, some left unanswered cuz you don't know enough words. You begged Crowley to let you stay and the mirror agreed, saying that you are a refugee from a destroyed planet.

• He decided to house you in an unused dormitory until further notice. You spot your pet converter with the pearl gem in its mouth, waiting for you and was chirping happily as it sees your figure. The same fiery monster trespassed and you hide with your pet before it could see you. A ghost scared you out of your hiding spot but saw how stressed you were and decided to leave you and Grim alone. You and Grim worked together to negotiate with the ghosts with him being your translator, which he is not doing well at. Crowley let Grim stay as long as you tame him, and as long as Grim teaches you about their customs.

• Your pet converter will only stay at Ramshackle for you are scared that you might lose the only one. You fed it with food and surprisingly, it likes it. And soon, it has built up enough strength to convert pearls. But first, you must clean the main entrance with Grim.

• Woah, who knew this planet they call Twisted Wonderland was very beautiful indeed! You were just minding your own business, then some students keep looking at you. You could've sworn a student was wondering out loud about what kind of lotion you used to make your skin glow. The there's the ass coming through. Ace started insulting you out in public and the other students started staring at you more now that your skin was darker, to which Ace was very confused. The whole scene plays out, wash a hundred windows, blah blah blah, met Deuce, wrecked the chandelier, and now deal with the blot monster... Anyways, you finally fed the pearl to your pet and pearls soon converted out of it. Grim was shocked to see this discovery and demanded you to convert tuna cans for him too, but you refused. You relieved that you now have an infinite amount of pearls to heal from.

• Congratulations! You are now the first alien to enroll at NRC! HAH! TAKE THAT, RSA! ← Crowley's words not mine. So other than being stared at 24/7, Professor Crewel would give you language lessons and kept scolding Crowley for making you stay at Ramshackle.

• During book 1, you tasted Trey's tarts and that was the most delicious thing you've eaten since coming here. Cater keeps some pictures of you on private (read: some). Ace and Deuce keep asking about what your planet is like but soon backed off from the subject after seeing your skin getting darker.

• After book 2, you asked for some advice from Jack on how to grow your own garden and Ruggie on how to cook. Leona told everyone in Savanaclaw to be gentle to you or else your skin will start turning darker and the stress might actually kill you.

• Literally nothing has changed in book 3, the only thing Azul wants from you is your pet converter as a collateral. Don't ask how he knows about it, he has connections Idia observing you. Your new nickname from Floyd is Pearly. Just keep away from Jade... He's trying to test how tolerant you are to poison.

• Kalim keeps speaking very slow when talking to you in case you can't understand him. Cue Jamil facepalming in the background. Kalim celebrates your every visit in Scarabia. Just wanting to make it impressionable, according to him. He also asks a lot of questions which leads to Jamil scolding him to back up a bit but you know that this snake is listening to every answer you give them.

• You can tell that Vil is playing nice to you so you could give him some of pearls that makes your skin glow. Rook is constantly on your trail recording every move you make in detail as well as taking photos of you that he will hide in his wall later. Epel feels bad for you now but not bad enough to help you out from Vil and Rook's attention. Sorry!

• Like I said, Idia is observing you ever since the ceremony. He also asks Ortho to keep note of your every body scans. Whether you're from this place or not, he'll still avoid you. Ortho deeply apologizes for his brother's behavior.

• Malleus is very happy to meet you! Why, you must be the alien that Lilia was talking about. I see you're admiring the gargoyles. Have you tried ice cream?--WAKA SAMAAAAA!!!! Ok, not a good impression but at least he was friendly. Sebek has new race to hate now. Lilia likes to play pranks on you by telling you an odd custom for humans, you decided not to listen to him. Silver.... Is asleep, but he's by far the only one you feel comfortable with your pet.

• Everyone find it beautiful that your skin changes color whenever you feel an emotion. Pink for shy, black for fear. They find the way you greet people unique too. It's basically how you greet your friends now. Overall, they appreciate the hardworking side of yours and that fact that you are an open individual. They no longer see you as a poor refugee alien, but as a dear friend. You found a new home to start a new life. And you hope the rest of your family will find theirs too...

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #TWST x alien reader

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danesdehaan · 8 months

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@pscentral event 18: adaptations ↳ valerian and the city of a thousand planets + valérian and laureline

#valerian and laureline #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #scifiedit #filmedit #movieedit #tvfilmspot #usersen #usermaguire #userkam #userraffa #rogerhealey #alielook #userhekaates #usernik #userridge #*#*gifs #pscentral

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fcknstar · 1 year

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hi babe! yup i do actually! i just havent really thought of any ideas, so itd be a pleasure for me to work on your imagine request! but yes, if youd like, i can think of some soon! /// I'm glad you write dark stuff... could you write about harry being a stalker, obsessive, needy, possessive and jealous of the reader? (female reader)

hihi!! thank you for the request, the ending has mentions of bj and if you dont like it you can skip that! im not entirely sure if youll like this but here you go! i might do a redo to this, not entirely sure tho.

,, our own needs "

harryosborn x reader x peterparker

a.n : when i got the request, i was quite excited. its abit challenging but it was fun to work on nonetheless! this is my very very first time writing smut btw!

warnings : possession/obsession/stalker-like-behaviour/needy/jealous harry osborn (thats a mouthful, literally) , MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! , oral sex (m receiving) , masturbation , slight peter parker x reader , lmk if i missed some.

**lowercase intended**

harry seemed like a normal ceo, one that looks strict with a constant expression on which was hardly ever readable. you, being his assistant hardly ever got to know harry. you were just carrying out your job and wanted to get it over quick. harry has 'thrown' himself onto you multiple times, but you were quick to dismiss it thinking that he was probably joking around wanting to keep things professional with him.

what you didnt know was that harry liked you, a lot. probably too much that he knows every detail in your life, what you liked, what you hated, who dated you and so on. what didnt help was the his penthouse was opposite your apartment. he basically saw everything that happened as your apartment was a level lower from his.

" f-fuck, (y/n) " harrys hips buckled into his fist. he tried his hardest to contain his moans, but the images of you changing clouded his mind edged further into his climax. it wasnt his first time masturbating at the thought of you naked, on top of him and tearing him apart or pictures of you that he took without your acknowledgement. he knew hed be damned if you were to find out about his dirty little secrets. as much as he wants to destroy you, he cant help but find himself crumble under your touch.

he didnt know whether it was his hormones changing or the way you knew how to get him weak on his knees. what really did it for him was when you came to work in those filthy black dress that hugged your figure perfectly. the way he had to hold himself back and learn self control before he could even rip your dress apart to fuck you deep and slow, show you who you belong to. but again, it was only his imagination of you that kept him going. as much as he wanted to keep things professional between you both, he couldnt help but imagine the drama and mess that could happen if you found him moaning your name while touching his needy self or worse, someone walking into the whimpering mess you are while harrys in you.

while harry felt a knot deep in his stomach, he saw a cctv camera from his desk, you and someone walking towards the entrance of his office. cursing under his breathe, he had to quickly clean and zip himself up knowing how embarrassed he would be if you and someone foreign were to see him fucking his fist. he felt deeply uncomfortable not being able to release such pain and pleasure he was currently feeling. and there you walked in, with peter parker. right, he was deep in thought of you that he had forgotten his appointment with peter.

" sir, peter parker. " you had missed the way his gaze faltered when you addressed him so highly. the way your voice intoxicated him that he knew he was about to cum on the spot. swallowing harshly and walking towards you and peter not realizing how wobbly he was, knocked down a vase of his desk.

" m sorry, just abit clumsy right now " harry let out a breathy laugh when he saw you walking towards him with such concern in your eyes.

" you okay? " again, it wasnt like he didnt get enough attention from everyone, but the way you showed such sweet concern towards him made him want more. when he saw you kneeling down to help clean the shattered glass, he felt his heart beat faster and vision beginning to blur out. 'so this is how she looks like..' he thought.

but once you picked up a piece of glass, harry stopped you. insisting that he was able to call a cleaner up to clear the mess. nodding, you left the two boys alone.

" bye peter " you gave a little wave towards peter. peters gaze softened, seemingly pleased that you acknowledged him. harry didnt like the way peters gaze followed you out of the door. for a man who got everything in his life, he seemed very jealous of peter. you had never seen peter in your life, and now you are all over peter? waving goodbye to him?

turning around to face harry, peter was quick to notice harrys hard look.

" my assistant, shes very.. " as harry was about to compliment every part of you, wanting to make it clear that you are his and his only, peter cuts him off.

" very beautiful. " harry merely let out a nod, feeling abit too tense. harry and peter had a long conversation about harrys new military body armor that he was going to work on.

when peter walked out of the door after talking to harry, he bumped into you.

" hi. " peter breathed out. he didnt know your name, remembering that you were only referred to as harrys assistant. the only reason why harry didnt want to mention your name was because he felt the need to protect such an angelic name, and wanted to be the only one to moan it while thinking about you.

" hi peter. " you greeted back. it felt as if peter was in a trance when he didnt say anything. laughing quietly, you went around peter to get into harrys office. but before you could even get to it, peter stopped you. you felt your whole body tense up when you felt peters hand touch your stomach. you knew how attractive peter was upon meeting him, how slim and built he was. how gentle his hand touched you. looking up at him, you quirked an eyebrow.

" your name? "

" oh, (y/n). " peter voiced your name out repeatedly in his mind. when peter placed his hand down, you were about to walk past him when he stopped you again.

" heres my number, i want to get to know you more. " it sounded more like a question than an actual statement. when he placed the crumpled paper with his number in your palm, he smiled when you didnt reject it.

" will do. " you whispered, waving him goodbye.

walking into harrys office, you notice him drinking down a shot of alcohol. it was barely five and hes already drinking.

when harry felt a presence behind him, he turned.

" oh, its you " he didnt mean to come off as rude but the images of you and peter interacting outside his office infuriated him. he was always watching you.

" uhm, yea its me? anyways, i was about to inform you that you have nothing else planned for the day. " you looked up from your tablet, making sure you got it right. harry caught on to your first sentence, he heard how hurt you were but it was probably just his imagination.

nodding in acknowledgment he walked towards you. when he was close enough, he cant help but smell the cherry scent you had on. grabbing the tablet off your hand and placing it on the nearby desk, he let his hand fondle with your arms, rubbing it slowly. harrys love eyes for you had turned to something more than that and was jealousy-drunk despite drinking. harry needed a few shots to make the alcohol take effect, so he was moderately sober.

he let his mind wild free and began holding you close to him and began swaying from side to side to the nonexistent music. being confused, you pulled away, your action angering harry.

" sir, i don't think itd be- "

" shh. all i need is you, so please " harry had barely rasped out. he didnt care about anything as his only focus was on you.

" you can tell me to stop if you dont want it, okay? " harry began to hold you, resting his right arm on your head, playing with your hair, with his other hand on your waist, thumb gently rubbing circles.

and there you were, letting your guard down. you didn't realize how much you liked harry, to blinded in the duties of work. when he felt you lean into his touch, he couldnt help but smile, planting kisses on the crown of your head.

harrys lips then moved towards your cheek, planting a peck. you didnt know what you wanted at the moment, too unsure about the consequences if you let this continue, but you were also dazed to care as the man you wanted dearly was finally giving you what you wanted.

harry then held your face with his hands. your expression was unreadable. you could tell that harry was very hesitant to kiss you. i mean, harry did say that you could ask him to stop if you didn't want any of it, but he was still unsure. helping harry understand you better, your arms snacked around his neck making his arms move to your waist, smashing your lips onto his. the moment felt so unreal, it wasnt like his imagination, it was better. as much as he wanted to fight for dominance, he moaned into your mouth when you bit his bottom lip. allowing entrance quickly he leaned you against the desk, trying to stabilize you better. he let you take control quickly and it was so out of his character because one would think that he is very dominant, but with a single touch he was soon crumbling under your touch. he tried to deepen the kiss, as if you are the last thing on earth that can make him survive. as if you are the oxygen he needs. when he heard you moan when he placed his knee in between your legs, he swore he felt his whole body heat up.

pulling away to catch your breath, harry leaned towards your neck, hands gripping your hair to grant him more excess to your neck. it was as if he was a vampire and dearly needed blood. the way he sucked your neck, leaving tender kisses and bruises on it, marking you immediately. you have slept with a few people, but they didn't feel like this. you felt like you were in heaven with the way harry touched you. you have neglected your feelings way too well to not realize the way your heart yearned for harry. pushing harry of off you confused him. why did you want to stop now? noticing an office chair near you, you pushed harry down. climbing onto his lap, you began attacking his neck.

" f-fuck (y/n) " placing his hand onto your waist to try and pull your body closer to his. he cant help remind himself of his own whereabouts, his office. part of him is slightly eager to find out what were to happen if you both gets found out, but part of him wants this moment to be uninterrupted. but he couldnt contain himself when you knew how to push him over the edge. he felt you grind against his growing erection, you played with him like you knew how to please him. climbing off his lap and kneeling down in front of him, harry tried to keep eye contact. your expression questioning him for consent and without a doubt he whimpered a 'please'

without wasting time, you unzip his pants which showed you off a better outline of his dick. pulling his pants down enough, you take his erection in your hand.

" oh god, fuck " it felt even better than he imagined. his body shivered when your thumb glide over his tip, thats already sticky with precum.

" please (y/n), fucking please " harry begged to be destroyed.

" just one gentle touch and youre already a whimpering mess.. " you whispered to no one at all, but harry heard it and replied with another strangled moan. " i wonder howd you react if i put you in my mouth " you continued, he loved the way you teased him. pumping him slowly, you began placing soft kisses onto his tip.

" fuck, better than i have imagined " he saw how dark you gaze became.

" imagined? why imagine when you have the real thing in front of you? " harry felt his body go limp and the immense amount of pleasure was throwing him off the boat. with every hard and fast pump, he felt a familiar knot in his stomach that he felt earlier in the day. that was when you finally put his whole into your mouth. you couldnt lie to yourself, you were enjoying it. the guys that ever slept with you only wanted to dominate you and not vice versa. although you did enjoy it, this experience was new to you. hollowing your cheeks out and began sucking harshly, harry tried to contain himself and stop himself from cumming, which from his end was tough considering the way you toyed around with him. due to his loud moans, you stopped. pulling away, you saw needy harry was. harry felt lonely and empty without any contact with you.

" shh, if you want me to continue, you have to be a good boy and shut it "

" please i want you " untying his tie that he had on, you rolled it small enough to put into harry mouth.

going back to your previous actions, you began sucking hard and pumping what your mouth couldn't take. that was when you felt harry grip onto your hair. you enjoyed it, the hair pulling. it did turn you on, making you moan against his dick. harry, feeling the vibrations of your moan on his dick, moaned loudly into his tie. feeling his dick twitch multiple times, you released.

" cum for me sir. " was what did it for him. webs of cum began painting your mouth, and you didnt waste anytime tasting it. the sight of you on your knees, with his cum all over you made harry feel different. it was all real, he reminded himself. he finally had you, after seeing you go out on dates with multiple guys.

#oneshots #imagines #dane dehaan #harry osborn x reader #tasm!harry osborn #tasm!harry osborn x reader #valerian #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerianxreader #peter parker x reader #tasm!peter x reader #tasm smut #dane dehaan smut #dane dehaan imagine #answered #harry osborn #harry osborn smut

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groundrunner100 · 4 months

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For those complaining about the Alien franchise not being on here, keep in mind the only aliens in that franchise are the Xenomorphs, & the Engineers.

Anyway, be sure to reblog your favorite alien species/character!

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wulfhalls · 1 month

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still thinking about them..... can't believe they were actually low key high key kinda giving like crazy for some reason

#why did they have chemistry likw that.......#and cara wasnt even that bad like she genuinely was pretty okay throughout????#was the movie good? ofc not but they had fun banter and chemistry and black haired dane dehaan. [rest]#valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerian #valerian x laureline

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cinnamon-mey · 3 months

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Some General Okto Bar because why not?

Valérian et la Cité des mille planètes - Luc Besson (2017)

#ladies and gentlemen #Sam Spruell in uniform #you're welcome #general okto bar #sam spruell #valerian and the city of a thousand planets

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sci-fi-gifs · 2 years

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VALERIAN AND THE CITY OF A THOUSAND PLANETS 2017 | dir. Luc Besson

#valerian and the city of a thousand planets #scifiedit #filmedit #movieedit #fantasyedit #luc besson #cara delevingne #*#sfgteri #userdiana #usermichi #usertom #mikaeled #userlenny

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shadowlessdeath · 1 year

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#valerian and the city of a thousand planets #dane dehaan #cara delavigne #valerian and laureline

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trash-monkey · 5 months

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Tasheylu (remake)

(v) a bond, a neutral connection

(Note: I ready wanted to continue writing this story but there's something about it I don't like so I'm rewriting it but don't worry only minor changes will a occur)

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I was only a child when the second tsam (war) started between my kelku (home) and the Tawtute (sky people), who has returned after long years of being exiled from it. The Tawtute (sky people) were furious about one of their own betraying them and they had it in their heads that he has stolen their property so they came with vengeance and I could feel it in the air has my parents took me into their arms and ran from the Kelutral (Hometree) to take me to a safe place were the Tawtute (sky people) can't find me and only my parents know were I am.

They paused when a small crack appear in the cliff side and only I can fit through since I am smaller than the other children, it had worry my Sa'nu (Mum) dearly but for once she is glad about my size. The crack is too small for my parents and it was perfectly hidden from any predator that can fit through. They quickly told me to crawl in and don't come out until it's safe.

"We both love you always, Eywa be with you." They didn't said anything else as they pushed me into the crack and once I'm looking through they ran back the way we came. Fear and sadness fills me as tears pours out of my menari (eyes) as the booms that would echo for days and nights started. I closed my menari (eyes) as I back away from the crack farther into the cave to get away from the loud scary kxangangang (boom) and when my hand land on a soft spot of ground causing the whole floor under me to give away. My tokx (body) twist and turns a few times as it slips down the slope before stopping at the bottom, I cried out when a sharp rock cut into my skin on the way down. I pant in pain when I finally stop rolling, slowly I sit up and noticed that the place I have fallen into was a small underground forest and I can only see the top of a Utral Aymokriyä (Tree Of Voices) that's lighting the whole place up.

My menari (eyes) widened and jaw slightly open at the beauty before me, I shakily stood up before looking down at my left pxun (arm) to see a long cut from my pxuntil (elbow) to the top of my ‘etnaw (shoulder). I quickly thanked Eywa that it wasn't to deep but it still bleed, I quickly walked into the forest and find what my Sa'nok (mother) taught me to find when I get a open wound. Once I wrap the leaf around the long cut I started the small journey to the center of the forest and when I break through the utral (tree) line I saw that the Utral Aymokriyä (Tree Of Voices) is surrounded by water, stepping stones in the water leading to the base of the large utral (tree) that has a little bit of ground where the roots flows over and into the water. Slowly I made my way over and onto the soft ground, I curled myself up in the many roots as my ears pick up the fade sounds of the booms from the outside. I turn my head towards the tree as tears started to pour again.

"You are safe now, little one." The words are whispered in my ear as the wind blows by, the voice is so kind and loving. I close my menari (eyes) as warmth flows through my tokx (body) and without my knowing little glowing vines started growing around my tokx (body) along with atokirina's (woodsprites) land gentle on my skin. Sleep takes over my mind, pulling me away from the nightmare that's happening outside and into the arms of Eywa.

For an unknown amount of krr (time) I stayed inside the underground Na'rìung (Forest), listening to the whispering voice of Eywa and her teachings but I do wonder why I can hear her so often? Why has she chosen me to speak to?

"Little one?" A breeze flows by me as it carries the voice of Eywa to my ears snipping me from my thoughts which I smiled at her voice as I go back to listening to her lesson like we have for a few days now when the faint scary kxangangang (boom) finally stops but I'm still too cautious to leave the small Na'rìung (Forest).

"It's time to leave little one, I taught you everything I could before it was your krr (time) to go." Eywa whispered to me one day after the kxangangang (boom) has stop and with a heavy txe'lan (heart) I packed what I needed in a pouch before walking to the slope I have fallen down, slowly I make my way up. By the time I made it I'm breathing heavily and before I can slip down the slope again I quickly crawl through the crack only glancing back once as I step back into the world.

My menari (eyes) are blinded by the early morning sun which takes me a few moments to get use to again and I can smell the smoke before seeing the destruction of my kelku (home), smoke of dieing flames rise into the air that once was clear as my menari (eyes) take in the burned remains of the Na'rìung (Forest), animals, and my people. Immediately tears starts to fall as my txe'lan (heart) is torn in two at what I'm seeing and with slow steps I walk on with an absent mind as my feet unconsciously takes me back to the Kelutral (Hometree) while rage and hatred fills my soul along the way.

'Why must these small greedy creatures destroy everything in their path, take what isn't theirs in the first place. Is it jealousy or just plain greed that pushes them forward to hurt others?'

Raging thoughts fills my mind as I push through a thick bush to see Kelutral (Hometree) completely destroyed as my clan members lays on the ground lifeless causing my tokx (body) to shake with so much sadness as I fall to my kinamtil (Knee) with a wail and for some krr (time) I cry before pulling myself together again knowing my tears won't fix anything, with carefully footing I step around my people to see if anyone is still holding on.

"Olo'eyktan! (clan leader)" I cried out when seeing my Olo'eyktan (clan leader) Jake Sully laying on the ground but quickly noticed his chest moving as he takes in small amounts of air and at my call he forces his eyes open to see young me running to him, I fall to my kinamtil (Knee) beside him.

"I am sorry" he whispered to me after seeing the panic and fear in my menari (eyes), he weakly holds the Olo'eyktan tako (clan leader bow) out to me and with hesitation I take it before giving a heart wretching wail after watching his tayokx (hand) fall to the ground as he takes his last breath.

"May Eywa be with you all." I whispered to myself after settling down from crying again and for days I spent my time digging graves for my people for a proper burial.

"May we meet again in the eyes of Eywa." I said as the new sunrise shines pass me and onto the graves I just finished in the middle of the mo’ara (gathering place) of Kelutral (Hometree), after a few moments of silence I began to gather everything I can carry as I'm too little to ride a pa'li (direhorses) and a Ikran (mountain banshee) before follow the atokirina (woodsprite) trail glowing in the last darkness of the night.

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#fanfic #male y/n #male reader #na'vi #na'vi oc #na'vi x human #na'vi avatar #valerian #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerian and the city of the thousand planets au #avatar james cameron #male character x male reader

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dragonsandfables · 4 months

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Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets (2017) Dir: Luc Besson

#valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerian #dane dehaan #rihanna #luc besson

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wayward-persephone · 1 year

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(I had this posted on a dummy account on AO3, but decided it fit Jolly way better so I re-worked it re-wrote half of it and decided to post it here. I hope you all like it! 😊)

(Inspired by this post)

You didn’t know how long you had been sitting here, your thoughts warm and sluggish, and you blinked rapidly to try and focus on your surroundings with more effort that left you feeling even more drained.

There were groups of people all sitting on plush pillows in the VIP section, huddled close and laughing together, with what appeared to be large ornate hookahs dotted in the middle of each group that released smoke that constantly changed colors. The room was hazy with thick smoke, the faint smell of wildflowers permeating the air, and your body felt like it was submersed in warm water.

You blinked down at your body curiously and remembered suddenly how you got there.

A man known as Jolly had invited you up to the private area when he spotted you strolling with your friends through Pleasure Alley and, as his ‘special guest’ that was being doted on while your friends were left in the group of nameless faces below as his so-called "after party" raged on, you had no choice but to follow his every whim.

The man in question was sitting in the large plush chaise lounge next to you, body stretched out into relaxed sprawl, and one of his arms was wrapped around your shoulders almost possessively if it didn't look so casual. You were nearly in his lap, splayed limply over his chest playing lazily with his many necklaces, and you almost lost track of time again at the feel of his warm fingers trailing over your bare shoulder. You were confused for a fleeting moment, but then realized what you were wearing.

The bright shimmery gold outfit consisted of a bikini style top that left little to the imagination and a skirt that sat low on your hips with a slit up both sides that didn’t stop until it nearly reached the thin waistband of the skirt. You had to be careful when you moved because you had decided against undergarments in a spur of the moment fueled by squeals of encouragements from your friends that you now regretted. You shifted, sitting up lightly to try and get yourself to focus, and you felt Jolly hum at your movement.

“What’s wrong, sugar?” he murmured, reaching over to grip your jaw loosely with beringed fingers, and you looked over at him quizzically.

His bright blue eyes seemed to glitter in the neon lights, a soft crooked smile on his lips, and you felt yourself smiling at him in return.

“Here,” he said, offering you the long thin golden pipe you had been sharing with him earlier, and you weakly swatted it away while wrinkling your nose.

You seem to dimly realize that you were supposed to be on edge, that you were supposed to be wary of the man and the fact that you hardly knew him, but you felt too relaxed and warm to think of why you were supposed to be worried.

“Allow me,” he said softly, sticking the pipe between his lips, before moving it away and pulling you closer by the hand still cupping your face.

He stopped once your lips brushed together, not kissing but pressed together just as closely, and he blew the smoke into your mouth gently. You instantly inhaled, the bright orange smoke tasting of something sharp yet sweet, with a hint of fresh citrus maybe, and you felt your body once more relax against him as warmth churned through you like warm molasses. He didn’t move away once the smoke dissipated, allowing you to nuzzle against his mouth lazily as you enjoyed the way his warm skin tingled against yours, and his laugh was nothing but a low delighted rumble at your antics. He leaned back, letting you move and shift over him until you were nearly straddling him, and you kept rubbing your face against his stubbled jaw like a cat. Each time you brushed against him it was like tiny fireworks going off underneath your skin and you sighed pleasantly when he began stroking his fingers over your cheek. His warm fingers brushed over your parted lips, making you nip at the digits playfully albeit sluggishly, and he hummed again.

“You’re just gorgeous, you know that?” he murmured, seemingly content with letting you nibble on his fingers, and the taste of his skin had you moving closer with a shiver.

“More?” he asked, cupping your jaw again, and you nodded your head after a few moments of you nuzzling into his palm.

This time, when he blew the smoke into your mouth, the taste of the new vibrant magenta smoke had you licking at his lips in wonder.

“You taste…sweet,” you whispered, pulling back to stare at him curiously, and his eyes were dark as he looked at you.

“I wonder if you taste as sweet as you look,” he said, making you frown in thought, before you were once again tugged forward by the hand gripping your jaw.

His tongue swept into your mouth followed by a new wave of the pink smoke. The warmth in your veins turned molten, every nerve ending tingling, and you suddenly ached between your thighs at the feel of his lips underneath yours.

You shifted, trying to ease the pressure, and you whined into his mouth.

“Sweet…just like I thought,” he said softly once he pulled back, trailing kisses over your cheek and throat, and you tilted your head back to give him better access.

It felt good to have his lips on you, his hot tongue trailing over your fluttering pulse languidly, and you dimly noticed that he was slowly pushing you to lay flat on your back on the chaise lounge. He kept mouthing at you once you were on your back, his body nestling between your legs, and you sluggishly tried to hook them around his hips. You lost the energy midway and let them flop open with a sigh. Then, you felt a rush of cool air on your breasts, and you looked down to see Jolly slipping your top off your body.

“You have such lovely breasts…it’s just a shame to keep the covered, Pussy Cat” he cooed while leaning down to pepper kisses over your sternum.

You watched him curiously, idly pushing his hat off to pet at his hair which made him hum in approval, and he moved up to nuzzle against your breasts. Without warning, he dragged his tongue over your nipple, and you flopped your head back with a small grunt. He lapped at you, making you shiver with each drag of his hot tongue, and then he sucked at the sensitive tip. He groaned, suckling harder at you until you were gasping, then he moved to your other breast. It got the same treatment and you began rocking your hips to try and dispel the growing pressure there. His lips then moved to kiss over your abdomen, tongue tracing random patterns that suspiciously felt like his name while his teeth left indentations on your skin when you shifted at the ticklish sensations, and you felt his hands slip between your legs to knead at your thighs. Jolly then pushed your skirt out of the way, leaving you completely on display, and he purred while nibbling on your outer thigh.

“Wait…they’re watching,” you muttered in complaint, weakly tugging on his shoulders as you realized that you both were still in public, and he made a happy noise in the back of his throat.

“Let them watch, baby…let them see how beautiful you are,” he purred against your skin.

You shivered at his voice, low and drawling, and you felt your heart lurch in your chest at his compliment. You had only known this man for a few hours, ‘or has it been days?’ you wondered sluggishly, and you were already growing addicted to his easy affection. The smoke you had been puffing on for hours was making your head spin, making every nerve light up at the slightest touch, and the feel of his warm skin against your own was making you needy. You reached up to gingerly cup your breasts, sighing softly at the memory of his mouth on you, and you felt him grin against your lower abdomen.

“Want me to take care of you, Pussy cat?” he whispered, moving to nibble on your inner thigh, and your breath left you on a sharp exhale.

Your head was nodding before you even realized it and he just chuckled lowly. He easily spread your thighs wider as he settled between them more comfortably and you made a small noise of protest at being so exposed even as you tried to make more room for him. Then, he licked a slow broad stripe up the center of your aching cunt, and you gasped sharply. He growled, dipping his head down back down to your weeping slit, and began licking at you with a single minded purpose that left you utterly breathless. He swirled his tongue over your clit, suckling softly at you until your hips jerked up towards his mouth, and then he ducked his head lower to lap at your hole. His hands gripped your thighs tightly when you tried to snap them close instinctively, your sluggish thoughts racing as your heart pounded in your chest as pleasure coiled hot and intense in your pelvis, and you whined loudly as your hands shot down to fist in his soft hair. He darted his tongue inside you, making a sound somewhere between a purr and a growl as you wailed his name, as he began fucking into your core with his tongue.

You tried twisting your hips away from the overwhelming sensations, making him pinch the sensitive skin of your thigh in warning, and you cried out while trying to dutifully spread your legs wider. Long fingers suddenly drifted over you, rubbing in tight firm circles over your swollen clit that matched the quick rhythm of his tongue, and you shuddered hard through your sudden orgasm.

Your hips jerked and rocked, hands pulling on his hair, and you gasped and choked out his name as he licked you through your orgasm and then didn’t stop.

He alternated between lapping at your oversensitive clit and fucking into your throbbing entrance with broad flicks of his hot tongue and your second orgasm rushed over you before your body even stopped shivering from the first. His focus was intense, hands bruising against your skin to hold you down, and your breath was leaving you on short sharp pants as your orgasm finally subsided leaving you utterly boneless. You were crying, you realized, tears slipping past your tightly shut eyes, and you felt him pull away with one last lingering lick. He kissed his way up your body, nipping playfully at your sensitive nipples in passing, and his hand gripped your jaw and tilted your head to the side.

“Look,” he murmured in your ear and, helpless to do anything but obey, your eyes fluttered open.

Everyone around you was having sex. Different rhythms and positions, in groups or in twos, but there were all having sex. It was almost like a dream with the room filled with hazy thick smoke and the sounds of moans echoing through the air.

Then, without warning, you felt Jolly pushing inside you.

He was thick and hot, searing against your oversensitive body, and you sobbed at the tight stretch of your cunt struggling to accommodate him. He bottomed out with a deep satisfied groan, snapping his hips sharply against you without giving you a chance to adjust, and he breathed in your ear.

“I think I’m gonna like having you around, Pussy Cat.”

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