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Ok little update, looking for a beta reader / second set of eyes to edit my fics.

Must Haves:

• Be 18+ if your age isn’t in your blog i’ll block you if we interact

• Have basic editing skills.

Preferences:

• Be a writer. If you post fics i’ll help you edit yours.

• Have google docs so I can just share a document with you lol.

I am looking for one person for now maybe one day someone else too! But DM me if interested🤭

#shaman speaks #sorry this is my alt account LMAO

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Is anyone interested in beta reading before I post 😔 I have a lot of mostly done fics but editing them is what makes me not want to post LMAO

#shaman speaks #i know you have my posts notifs on answer me #avatar x reader

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There ain’t no wayyy omg Mazi!! I’ve literally been coming back to your page since February hoping you’d come back 🤭 and the new theme?!? Divine. 😚

😔

i’ll be posting for everyone so soon ily guys so much like my stuffs still getting love i HAVE to write for you all you deserve it

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I see u 👀 changing ur pfp & background image... are u teasing us 😫. I miss u and ur scrump-didily-umptious writing

why do y’all notice EVERYTHING ‼️‼️ yes you degenerates I have works almost done to post 😔 hella ppl died in my family at once and I am in school plus writing for work so academic writing fries my brain. low key kinda want beta readers so i don’t have to edit as hard core bc grammarly just isn’t cutting it and ppl repost my works on other websites (idc as long as there’s some sort of credit somewhere) and i cant be posting unedited things. I’m gonna make a master list too sorry I be depressed and shit sometimes LMAOOO

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I FUCKINH LOVE U AND UR ACCOUNT BRO WTFFFFF I WISH I COULD MARRY IT

STOP YOU GUYS ARE SO GOOD TO ME IM NOT EVEN GOOD AT WRITING SECOND PERSON YOURE MAKING ME EXPLORE MY WRITING STYLE SO MUCH

#i love you #shaman speaks #you guys are making me a better author #i appreciate this

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why is every single recom soldier sexy and where are the train fics do I have to do everything. Literally on my knees for Brown and Lopez 🤡

Mansk is so <333

I could be editing actual fics but i’m too busy thinking thoughts like LET ME BITE A CHUNK OUT OF YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

they’d all stomp on my heart and that’s so romantic of them

I still don’t have the energy to watch the whole movie tho

#shaman speaks #sacrilegious thots #avatar smut

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The night has always been my closest lover, my memory-star; my open-hearted-dream.

— Excerpt #5, Michelle Tudor (39/52)

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ⓘ This user just wanna sit in front of the ocean and listen to the waves.

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smokin a bowl, then reading ur fics are the absolute highlight of my day 😭 i hope yk how talented n amazing u are bro!!!

you’re going to make me cry bro tysm you guys don’t realize how shook I am over how quick these blow up i’ve only been writing these for less then a week bro

if u guys keep hyping me up i’m going to keep writing you guys own my soul atp

#got me wagging my tail #shaman speaks #i’m in heat #i’m honored

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Low key be having your post notifs on 🤭

STOP YOU’RE SO <33333 YOU GUYS MAKE ME HYPE i love thirsting with u hoes <333 tryna post a few more little things tonight 🥴🫶

#shaman speaks

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Not a request (unless you want it to be)! but imagine avatar!reader showing neytiri a little girl on girl action (scissoring) cause Jake's been too busy with the whole clan leader thing to please her 🫣

this had to get its own little moment

a/n: I love her I had to write this when I got it something about her makes me swoon. She has so many layers and she is my queen. I finally formatted it. Not proofread yet oop

pairing(s): Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite x f!Reader, extremely brief Jake Sully x f!Reader

word count: ~2k

warnings: NSFW / MDNI Caught, Scissoring / Tribbing, Switch x switch couple, Pregnant Neytiri bc she’s a milf it’s more so a plot point then focused on, Praise kink (receiving), Neytiri doesn’t really know what she’s doing but your enthusiasm makes up for it

Neytiri could not bring herself to understand why she was sitting here complaining to you. Her life had finally found some semblance of peace. She knows that she should be thankful for the way her people have risen from ashes; for having such a strong competent mate and a mother who knew what was best for her people. She was thankful still had a family to support her and her beautiful planet that was in the very least safe for now.

She should be at ease but she’s not. She’s frustrated and antsy. Maybe it was because she was pregnant enough to be left behind in things she felt needed her attention- or maybe she did not actually care about all of that and the sun was just too hot. She was no sure what it was but she couldn’t shake all the bitter moments that had accumulated throughout the week and led her to this very moment. Sat lounged out by a stream not so far from the village enjoying lunch with her best friend. Though she loved your daily walks, even your company did not soothe the bubbling anger she ultimately has concluded boiled down to Jake.

“All he does is work!” She snaps at you plopping a round berry in her mouth.

For a second you flinch as if you’re the one she’s scolding for neglect. You’re thankful you’re not at the receiving end of her sour mood as she rants about how annoying her day has been.

“Well, he’s dealing with a lot of guilt I’m sure. Men think too much and get stuck in their own brains.” You shrug as you finish peeling her fruit for her, trying to ease her foul mood while not throwing the friend you greatly admired under the bus.

She thinks it’s sweet how you’re always looking to help her, and how loyal you have been. Almost to a fault.

Jake had given you the order to look out for her and you did the most to make sure you met his expectations- like the good little ex-SEAL you were. She thought it was cute that you were so eager to please. Listened to orders so well.

“I’m dealing with the weight of his tsawl txìm ‘evi,”

Big ass kid. Her joking comment makes you bark out a laugh and throw your head back as you swat at one of her sore legs that lay across your own lap and legs.

“Better hope he doesn’t have his father's big ass head,”

You make her laugh as you point to your skull to annunciate the comment. She likes that she doesn’t have to act properly around you. She didn’t have to be nice. She felt she could act her age. Act like she wasn’t Tsakarem. That you were not an alien who had lived a whole over life before you chose this. That her non-native mate wasn’t tasked with rebuilding the world around her with the help of her mother while Neytiri was forced to focus on being pregnant.

She thought that preparing for motherhood would leave her in isolation and drive her into a solitary pit of despair, lost in her own thoughts- but yet here you were. Like her little shadow. Always there to keep her from feeling so alone. You were a good listener too. You didn’t talk much- would just let her ramble about however she felt so she didn’t have to keep it in and go insane with grief. It’s why she trusted you so much.

“I’ll never have another child again,” She rolls her eyes as she wiggles her sore calf over your lap again,

“Please; continue.”

You smile softly at her, returning to rubbing her swollen calf and thigh that you had previously neglected to peel a particularly rough citrus-like fruit for her.

She can talk about anything to you, and you’ll nod and joke along because ultimately she’s your best friend. The best friend you’ve ever had. You think she’s interesting and you care about the way she feels. That’s probably why she likes you so much right now. Your attentive hands on her anyways.

She tries to occupy herself with the citrus that dances across her tongue but all she can feel is the pad of your thumb massaging her swollen thigh.

“Let me sit up so I can get your other leg and hips.”

Her tail flicks as you move past your leg to sit on your knees. She doesn’t mean to seem so annoyed in her actions. She is not mad at you. She really just hates Jake right now. For how tired he is. How busy he is.

He always makes it up to her but had he not been so busy she wouldn’t have been so enticed by the swift movement of your hands against her sapphire skin.

She can swear you’re teasing her on purpose. The way you prop yourself on your knees and annunciate the pretty dip of your hips. Neytiri can’t help but shift and open her legs a bit more. To give you more room between her. She’d say she was getting comfortable but she isn’t stupid. She knows you know it too. You’re terrible at controlling your body language. It’s almost rude how quickly your tail twisting behind you and the way your ears are pointed right towards her.

Your nose crinkles in concentration as you move her leg to rest on your full hips while your thumb instantly moves to push a firm long stroke up the side of her thigh. The feeling shoots across her nerves and she sighs at the alleviation of pain in her hips. It almost makes her forget how much you had turned her on.

“You are so blessed,” She’s shocked at how quickly your palms pressed running across her sore muscles has begun to ease her tight hips and her sour mood, “You’re doing so well,”

She’s thankful you’re so easily appeased. Tail swishing behind you as you rub where her leg met her hip. She’d encourage you the rest of the day if it meant you didn’t stop.

“I have one order, gotta keep you from killin’ Jake during the day,” a giggle falls from your lips.

You lose good girl points at the mention of Jakes name and for the fact that you tease her for her temper. It is Jakes fault she was so irritated today. You knew that. It was obvious how needy she was for intimacy. Jake was as perfect as he could be to her- he was just so busy. You know she didn’t have the heart to complain to her mate that she was horny and lonely when he was carrying such a burden. You could chalk her well-hidden desperation up to her being pregnant but your face flushes at the thought that maybe she just liked you a little bit. You can’t stop your silly smile at the fact that her hips relax even more when you switch over to her opposite leg. One leg lay lazily on the ground while your knead your hands against her flesh.

“Am I helping the pain a little?”

And though you’re asking her a question you’re not looking up at her from your position between her legs. Too busy watching your hands paw at her swollen hips and thighs.

You’re sweet to her. It’s why she controls the motion of her tail snapping up off the ground to smack right up against what she hopes is just as needy and wet as she is.

You yelp and it makes her laugh and though you’ve been half purposely touching her in the hope she’d recuperate your touches you’re almost shocked at the outcome.

“Why are you wet, huh?”

She hopes her words work you up but the fact that your eyes shoot to hers for only a second before looking down to her core ignites her own needy breath.

“I- uh… I dunno I haven’t had sex since I’ve been on earth… like seven years ago.” It sounded like a long time- five years and some months of those if those years were actually getting to Pandora- and it felt like a nap to you. You still miss it obviously- a little too much as she reaches her fingers to caress your wrist and it has you humming.

She laughs at you of course. Making fun of you even though she knew only the rudimental outside of Jake.

“You’re also very pretty,” your quick addition accompanies a charming smile.

She can tell you admire Jake so much at this moment. You match his same entranced pretty smile. Wide eyes looking all too eagerly up at her.

“You’re very pretty too,”

Your thumb runs under the lining of her tweng as she compliments you back and you practically purr at the soft and wet feeling her lips greet you with.

“Does it hurt here too?” You ask her, and though it’s half in jest she nods.

“Terribly. You’ll have to help me.”

You’re a bit nervous when she reaches her hand down to untie her bottoms. it’s not until her other hand touches your hip that you snap out of your own thoughts.

“I’m afraid I’m a bit clueless though,”

There’s that pretty charming quip in her voice that reminds you she is a princess and it makes your legs clench but ultimately calms you down over the fact that she cannot really judge your performance without comparison.

“I can show you,” you didn’t know why she made you nervous; “It’ll feel good for both of us,”

She just grins and pulls at one of the strings of your bottoms that you’re cursing for being as intricately worn as they are.

She can’t help but dance her hands down your exposed skin and admire how excited you seemed to be at the prospect of relief.

She’s not even all that pregnant yet and you’re still so gentle as to carefully position your leg to avoid her.

You sit against her a little too quickly, plopping down flush against her own swollen slit out of pure excitement before jolting back up slightly. Just allowing your swollen clits to touch.

It’s not that Neytiri didn’t figure this is how women who mated with other women slept together- but no one ever talked about it. She had heard whispers of women preoccupying themselves during heats, but she was clueless as to how it actually happened or how it could possibly feel satisfying.

Then, however, you started rocking your hips forward a little. She finally got the appeal of the feather light weight you started with. How enthusiastically and quickly you rub yourself against her is hypnotizing. She feels bad for being so into the way your dragging across the wetness between your bodies considering she has Jake but she can’t ignore how nice this is. She wonders which one of you is responsible for the mess- she can believe it’s her- it wouldn’t shock her in the least- but she hopes it’s you. Even though your eyes have already started to close as you nestled your face into her leg you used to balance yourself and your hip's movements stutter and messily ruin the steady build towards both of your orgasms every time you feel too close to cumming.

The feeling of you gliding your warm cunt against her swollen clit has her sighing in lenience. If your careful hands rubbing at her hips and thighs didn’t alleviate the pain she felt before then the way you forced her to focus on the desire to cum has cured it.

“Mmm. You’re doing so good for me- ya you’re right- fe’els good.“ she choked on her own pant as she tries to sit up slightly so she can touch your tail, “Go faster please,”

One hand plays with your nipple as the other uses her outstretched legs as an anchor to grind yourself down onto her at the speeds she requests.

The fact that you turn to look at her but instead get distracted by the oscillation of her full breasts has her hips rolling up to meet you.

“Oh-ohhhh,” and she feels your fall forward at her intrusion as to brace yourself onto your hands. She’s so thankful you were so flexible. So easy for you to loosen your hips open a little more and fuck yourself down onto her.

She felt so good. So much better than what you thought dragging your clit against hers would feel like. You get why Jake folded and betrayed everyone so easily. Her nails running across your thigh or back haphazardly in conjunction with the way you feel your clit slot up against hers makes you shutter.

You really hope you aren’t setting a bad example. You hope she’s feeling just as good as you are, it’s hard for you to turn your head to face her so you focus your energy on making sure your grind down accurately.

You try not to be sloppy- you do the best you can even though she whines and makes you want cum before she could.

You thank Eywa when you feel her nails dig into your hips and the gush of her pussy against yours.

Your, “Oh fuck- fucking hell,” is less ceremonious then her moans but you can’t help it when the added slickness of her orgasm makes it all too easy to trib yourself down against her and chase your own high.

You thank divine timing for finishing just in time for your heart to drop into your stomach at the sound of someone crossing the tree line,

“Huh, woulda’ get a load of this,”

It is a gruff masculine voice that you now vividly recall giving you the order to watch out for his wife- not scissor yourself between her thighs and fuck her.

#neytiri x reader #neytiri smut #neytiri imagine #avatar (2009) #avatar x reader #avatar fandom #avatar smut #jake sully #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader

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a good brand of big dick is when they are not aware they have a big dick

#tsu’tey #this is him #too busy being responsible to even realize he’s handsome and hung #or just haven’t thought too hard abt it #Rotxo too but he’s just clueless there’s no excuse

[yawntu]

QUEEN HOW HAVE YOU NOT WATCHED THE SECOND MOVIE HOW ARE YOO WRITING THEM SO WELL

SHUT UP LMAOOOO IM MOSTLY DEAF AND I CANT EVEN HEAR THEM AND IM TOO BUSY TO SIT AND JUST WATCH IT. I just look up their personality types, familiarize myself with the patterns stereotypically associated with it, watch scene packs of the characters and use the basic understanding I have a surface level psychology to try and get a feel for the way they’d act in day to day slice of life situations idk

and i do a lot of psychedelics

🤡

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Ok ok ok… could u pretty please do a Quaritch x fem na’vi reader smut in which he is a total boob/nipple man, like it’s not a kink it’s an obsession(licking, biting, sucking, falling asleep which sucking, putting food on them and sucking 🫥🫥[damn I sound crazy]…Ik he’s a controversial character to some but please 🙏 ur a legend and if u do plan on writing it please make it a bit long so that I can enjoy ur angelic work😘😘

LMAO ya dw i’m def writing for the recon team and i’ll def do this. Literally have a jakes!daughter!reader getting a train ran on her by the whole team in the drafts rn. I’m ngl I barely watched the way of water so I gotta watch though some more scenes and keep reading the transcripts before I finish LMAOOO

#sacrilegious thots #shaman speaks #avatar x reader

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✨Brain so empty don’t think about how Rotxo takes care of you ✨

a/n: he is just so fine. Cant keep him out of my stupid brain

pairing(s): Rotxo x f!Reader

warnings: NSWF / MDNI, all characters are 18+, Fingering, Some tail stuff, He’s sweet obviously, Almost get caught not really, Slight exhibitionism

You should never let yourself think about how early mornings with your sweet and attentive Rotxo usually go. How he should be using the lull in time to appreciate how beautiful you were and to listen intently to the soothing drawl of your lips as you recall the finer details of last night's dream. How could he when his dream chatted so warmly right in front of him? How can he not take advantage of the solitude morning provided to make his far more achievable dream a reality?

Instead of foraging the receding tides for mollusks to eat for breakfast like you had asked of him he planned to use the decently far walk from the bustling village to his advantage. He could make up the disruption of your time if it meant he gets the chance to use you as he sees fit. He can’t help it. You still look so sleepy trudging down the beach with him. Wrapped up in your shawl to keep the sea breeze from assaulting your just-awoken skin.

Do not think about how easily Rotxo can convince your sleepy little body to bend over and clutch onto a mangrove root while one of his big hands wraps around the base of your swaying tail, angling your hips up sharply for his viewing pleasure. How quickly his full cheeks pull into a dimpled smile when he reminds you he is just helping you wake all the way up so you would not slow down the rest of his day. Ignore how his fingers are so thick that you are confident that you would be satisfied with just his fingers scissoring in and out of you for the rest of your life.

"You gotta’ be quiet," he sounds more concerned than he is. Despite the scolding in his voice he calmly picks up the pace of his fingers bouncing against your g-spot because ultimately- Rotxo does not care too much if anyone knows what he gets to do to you.

"Just breathe ya? I know you can do that."

The slur of his words is undoubtedly the reason for the almost painful clench at the pit of your stomach but you can only focus on how sweet the kisses he lays on your sweat-sheened back feel. How his tongue sliding up your spine is going to make you cum. How he mumbles sweet words about how lucky he was for the creamy ring that's gathering at his knuckles against your skin. Half distracted by how pretty you fucked open for him to perfectly articulate how wonderful of a morning he was already having.

For the love of Eywa don't think about how he is the one who had originally bent you over, but now that he's so hypnotized over the ripple the skin of your ass rewards him with as he fucks his fingers into you he can't help but mumble and whimper about how bad he wants you to cum for him. So enchanted by the way your skin moves for him that he can not possibly focus on anything around him. You are being so good for him, focused enough to not moan like a whore for him. The only noise he can focus on is the sloppy echo of your now dripping pussy.

"Always so fucking wet,"

Don't think about the fact that Rotxo cannot hide how badly he wants you. Not when his voice cracks and he begins tugging on your tail. He considers himself lucky that you are coherent enough for your eyes to focus way down at the opposite end of the beach,

"Our friends," you can't help your winded voice when his fingers are such an intrusive force, "they're coming towards us- the roots won't hide-"

Don't think about how quickly Rotxo's face would leave your neck to peak past the privacy of the flora. Don't think about the fact that he'll growl and tense slightly but does not let the punishing pace of his fingers falter.

He does however immediately let go of your tail, fingers hooking around your frame reminding you how small you are compared to him, large palm smoothing over your lower stomach. When his fingers make contact with your clit you can not help but whine for him and buck into his hand. The decibel of your voice only raising again when Rotxo follows his assaults with encouraging whispers reminding you that you only have a few seconds to cum all over his fingers. You really can't think about how he acts as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened by the time your friends finally reach the two of you minutes later. Quick to ignore any implication of the thought despite the fact that your tswin are still connected and the love stick eyes you both share are undoubtable.

i’m sorry he got me feral

#rotxo #rotxo smut #rotxo x reader #rotxo imagine #avatar the way of water #sacrilegious thots #rotxo x you #avatar smut #avatar (2009) #avatar x reader #avatar fandom