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Revelation Pt 2

Jake Sully x reader x Neytiri

(I am gonna do more dialogue when reader gets to Pandora)

You woke up with a groan to the sound of the phone ringing. You mumbled every curse under the sun as you begrudgingly got up to get your house phone. You answered rubbing sleep from your eyes expecting it to be work saying they need you in today. But you were wrong. It was surprisingly Dr.Porter and he explained that although you did not pass the writing or the physical, you were one of the few who passed the compatibility test which was mandatory.

You thanked your lucky stars for giving you the compatibility and fought the squeal that almost left your throat. You remained as professional as you possibly could. Before the call could end, he informed you that you would meet at the same place, every other day, at 5pm.

You ended the call after you said your goodbyes. You know you have a lot to learn before you can go to Pandora. You want to do the best you possibly can and don't want to fail the training and lose out on this opportunity. Today was your day off so you chose to use it wisely and sleep, your body feels like death and sleep seems to be the best medicine.

You wake up, and it's still light out. You check the time and the clock says noon. With a sigh, you get up for the day. You made a breakfast or lunch rather, and decided to make a simple, lovely can of soup. It had a.. bland taste. Not that it tasted bad, it was just the same, old, thing.

Your day consisted of slobbing around and more slobbing. Looking down from the ceiling and looking at the clock yet again, it was now 7:00pm. You felt like now would be a good time to shower so you didn't have to deal with it later. You get in, scrub up, rinse, and leave. The shower was hot and you felt suffocated from the steam so you made it quick, although the water felt nice on your muscles.

It was about 9ish when you turned in for the night. And you slept like a baby. Waking up, was not fun at all. The alarm sound has gave you ptsd or something because you woke up like you were resurrected from 6ft under.

Getting out of the bed was tough, it is cold and the bed is like a warm bundle of happiness. You forced your self to get up or else you'd be late. With a grunt, you get out of bed and run for the bathroom. You brushed your teeth, put your work clothes on, and did your hair. After checking your bag to see if you had everything, you left for work.

Your job was pretty average. Arriving there, finishing everything awhile before you could go home, and the occasional boss or coworker asking you to cover their work because they need to leave work early, promising they'll return the favor at a later date.

The day went fast as usual, and you went to bed after snacking and showering. The next day work went just as quick, and you had to go to the training building which you learned to find out was called by a group of people, Camp? You just went with it.

You enter the classroom and there is a lot less people this time around with Dr.Porter at the front of the room, just like last time. He said that it would be like your average class. Studying more about the planet, learning the plants that grow there and what they can do if ever lost. Learning about the species that live there and what areas to avoid at all costs. You would also be learning safe spaces to go if you get separated from your squad and how to use the items in the kit you take with you while exploring.

With the physical training, you had to get some muscle, at least enough to take care of your self on Pandora. You needed to be able to run faster and for longer periods of time, and you needed to carry heavy backpacks for when you would switch camps on Pandora. You also need the ability to protect yourself and fight back just incase you are attacked. You gulped as the list went on with things you need to be able to do in order to qualify.

You noticed Ezra in the class and were happy for him that he made it past the testing. Dr. Porter drew the classes' attention, "Before you forgo training, you need to sign a contract, it is insuring that you will not just leave after training and that you will study life on Pandora. You'll have to sign about 10 to 20 pages and agree to go through with the training and the exploration. If you want to look over the contract, they are up here on my desk, pencils are in the cup. Let me know if you have any questions." and then he left.

You grab a copy of the contract only to see the tiniest writing known to man kind. You'd need some good damn glasses to actually see what it said. You were really suspicious at this point but still wanted to go to Pandora. There were some magnifying glasses on Dr.Porter's desk so you grabbed one and chose to skim the contract to see what it consisted of.

Obviously you weren't going to sign it before you looked into it more. The first page consisted of 'you have to complete the training or you'll have to pay a sum of $5,000' or something crazy like that. One page talked about the pay you would be getting, and you couldn't say you complain. The 8th page said that you would have to be on pandora for at least 5 years. The 14th page said that you would be put in cyro sleep for about 6 years so you could reach your destination.

16th page said ' if you willingly go into Na'vi territory they have the right to kill you if they so pleased' which terrified you, so you swore you would avoid them at all cost.

The rest of the pages didn't have many specifics, they said procedures can be done on you if deemed necessary by the medical team or Dr.Porter. You read the rest of the pages that were basically saying the same thing in different founts.

You ended up having a 'screw it just do it moment' which was probably not the smartest choice you could have made. And signed the papers. The reason being, you had nothing keeping you here. No friends and no family, though you were quite sentimental. But you wanted a clean slate, so you found one and this is definitely a clean slate.

You set the paper on the desk and head home for the day. You are still thinking about the contract not sure if it was the best or worst decision you've ever made. With a heavy sigh, you end up going to sleep, not wanting to think about it any longer.

Six months Later

You died in physical training. They hired this trainer that was from the army and you proceeded to eat shit every training session you had. You did push ups, pull up, a whole lot of ups, burpees, sprints, miles of running, self defense, and more stuff that you loathe with your whole being. There was a whole lot of sweat, crying muscles, and hot, hot baths. If you thought you were past your limit, you weren't even close, the trainer would say "one more" for about nth time, when he said you were done.

With a sigh of relief, and exhaustion, you went to the showers, this time you took a cold one. You were hot, sweaty, and felt gross and thought that would refresh you, of course after the squeal of getting used to the frigid water. Once you get used to the temperature, it's quite nice and . After drying off and getting into a new change of clothes, you went to the class room where Dr.Porter taught his classes. One half of the year you learned about plants, species, and the planet while the other half you learned about survival, zones, and some basic first aid.

Physical training sessions lasted anywhere from an hour to two. And classroom work lasted about 2 or 3 hours. There would be time taken out of those classes to review and go over what you have done and what you will do. If you have any trouble areas, you could come in on a day that people do not train and get some tips.

Physical training didn't have a specific schedule, you just did whatever the trainer wanted you to do. That could vary depending on what you did and what muscles you worked. If you did legs last session, you'd do arms or core the next. Making sure that no muscle was overworked.

Soon, everything became a routine. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and eventually it was time to see if Dr.Porter believed you were ready. You thought you did pretty well during the course, but you weren't the one who would be deciding that, he was.

You hoped that you made it through, not everyone here was able to. There was about 30 of you guys which meant ten couldn't go. If you made it, you would be able to explore and possibly tell others of your journey when you made it back.

All of the people in the program showed up to see if there name was on the board or not. You looked, and looked and just as you thought you didn't make it, you saw your name at the very bottom. You didn't know how to act, you wanted to scream or cry, maybe both.

Those who made it into the program, all went to the classroom to hear what Dr.Porter had to say," Now that we know who will be going to Pandora, I will explain what will happen for our journey there. You will be put in something called a Cyropod. These pods put you in a cyrosleep for our trip to the planet. It takes years to get there and it'd be years wasted, floating in space if you were kept awake. In the cyrosleep, you will remain the same age and retain the same memories you did before it. If anyone has any questions, ask them now before we proceed."

The next day, you went to work and collected your things, you sent in a two week notice a while before they announced who would go because either way, you didn't want to work there.

After collecting your things, you went to your home to get everything sorted. You picked out the sentimental items, a stuffed animal and your baby blanket. You've had them with you since forever and you didn't want to leave them behind.

You sighed as you realized this will be the last time you sleep in your bed for years. Pulling up the covers to your chin, you close your eyes and fall asleep. You knew deep down, that you were going to miss this place.

Entering Camp, you began to look at your peers more, you are going to have to live with them for quite some time. Might as well get to at least know their faces. While looking at the crowd, you see Ezra, who you are surprised to see. You weren't really looking for his name on the list of people who passed, to focused on if you had got in. But you were happy for him.

During the time you were observing your peers, Dr.Porter enters the room and asks you all to follow him. You enter a hall way and he explains that this is the entrance to the ship. You all enter and look around at the pods around you. 'Holy shit this is actually happening' is all you could think as Dr.Porter opened the door to the place you would be sleeping in for the next 6 years.

(Sorry for the wait, I hope you enjoy this chapter! The next chapter reader will be in Pandora and there will be more dialogue(hopefully))

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Revelation Pt1

Jake Sully x reader x Neytiri

(I'm obsessed with avatar right now)(this takes place after avatar 1)

(I am kind of bullshitting some stuff, I only have so much knowledge)

(okay last bracket, the talking bits my be a bit meh and it takes a couple chapters to actually get to pandora)

summary(ish not really): You were human, a scientist sent on a mission to Pandora. The escape from reality of hell on earth. The planet of new beginnings.

You've heard of Na'vi and what the humans that previously went there did. You know that going there means you won't get the warmest welcome and possibly meet with death because of what the RDA did, what humans did.

But you wanted an escape, to set your life a new. you were tired of going to the same 9 to 5, eating the same canned food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner with the occasional different flavoring.

You hated the feeling of just existing and never actually living, you loathed it. Feeling transparent, never exploring who you are, too consumed in fitting to standards of everyone around you so you didn't have to deal with useless conflict. You hated never being able to be you and never being able to explore it.

You hated having no one, not even yourself to turn to. Being alone was fine, but being lonely was miserable and you'd do almost anything to escape feeling that again. So when you saw a flyer asking for volunteers, you grabbed it, reaching and seeking a chance for escape.

The sheet asked for volunteers or people previously in the program to undergo training for a year before going to pandora. Pandora was already a place of interest before this offer, you only looked at a book or two here and there about the planet at the public library.

You looked into the species, the language, and some other cool facts in a kids book. Although, you didn't delve into things about Pandora, you just skimmed what was there and called it good.

The planet was always a place you wanted to go to but you thought you lost your chance to go so you never really explored the idea of going there, until that flyer.

You were excited to say the least, but also a bit doubtful. You probably wouldn't know much compared to the other volunteers and might end up embarrassing yourself. But you still wanted to go or at least see if you actually had a shot at going to Pandora. And it isn't like you were entirely clueless, of course you were pretty much clueless about a lot that involved Pandora. But you did get your masters in Micro Biology, just never pursued a job with it in mind.

You had no clue why they asked for volunteers or why they'd have flyers out for civilians to grab as they pleased, but you couldn't give up this chance.

The date on the flyer was a week away and you were nervous? Anxious? Scared? Nope. You were all of the above. Because you didn't know shit, you have no sense of direction if you managed to get on the planet, and have a selective(terrible) memory. So even if you tried to study, you'd probably forget it all as soon as you walked in due to stress. You aren't the most graceful person either.

You decided to pray to whoever and cross your fingers and toes and hope that it ends up okay. While you waited the for the upcoming interview, you stressed, researched, worked, and slept.. a lot. That whole week was a haze mostly due to the amount of powernaps and cramming your brain with information of past studies that didn't make much sense.

The big day finally came and you were scared shitless. you went to the place that the flyer said and arrived a half hour earlier (around 4:30 pm)so you had time to calm your nerves and possibly go over the flashcards you prepared.

You seemed to lose track of time skimming the cards because the clock said 5:05pm. Once you fully processed that you are late, you bolted out of your car and hauled ass to the building. It was a breath takingly beautiful building but you unfortunately didn't have time to admire the scenery.

You opened the door to see a room similar to a classroom, you took the closest empty seat and noticed about 70 or so people there. Some guy who was roughly 50 was talking in the front of the room, you'd assume about what the training would consist of.

You leaned over to the person beside you and mumbled," Did I miss much?"

They replied with, "He just began the introduction and basically said what we'd train. And that there would only be about 20 of us who'd be able to go to Pandora."

You look up and decided it would be weird if you didn't give your name," Thank you, I owe you one. My name is y/n, and you are?"

"Ezra, and no problem." You both draw your attention to the head of the room when it sounded like the guy, or rather Dr.Porter seemed to be talking about something important.

"As you all know, Pandora is a dangerous place, not only due to the species there, but due to our reputation. The first rule is that it is forbidden to go into Na'vi territory, if you do not obey that rule, you will be killed. That was out agreement with the Na'vi. If we break that rule, you are not only putting yourself in danger, but the whole squad. I hope if you listen to any of these rules that you will at least listen to this one.

The second rule is no dating, it makes things messy, it's unprofessional. And the third is pretty obvious, don't do stupid shit that could endanger your squad. Testing will begin shortly, we will test you on physical health, what you know, and if you are compatible. You see that in front of you is paper and pencil, good luck."

You are left flabbergasted because you thought testing would be at the end of the year and not now. You nervously glance at Ezra. "Good luck." is all he said and you shakily replied the same.

You hesitantly grab the the pencil and put your name on the paper. You think it'll now take a miracle to get in to the program. 'Fuck it' you thought and scribbled out the answer to the ones you knew and guessed for the ones you didn't. You were bullshitting left and right and prayed you would pass.

With that the writing portion of the test was done and you were now onto the compatibility test where they look at your DNA and blood. They took you to a different room after you handed in your paper. The room was pretty much a waiting room you all sat at and they called your names one by one, just like at a doctors office.

A nurse came out looking at her clipboard and said your name. You immediately jumped from your seat and followed her to yet another room. It was your standard room with a bed and wrap covering it. You laid down and waited for a doctor to come in. They ran a bunch of weird tests while you sat patiently for it to be over.

Once they were done with that a different nurse came in and simply said the next test will begin shortly and that he'd take you to the place it was being held.

You were sweating a bit thinking about the next test. But before your mind could waver too much, you were already at the door to the testing grounds. The nurse opened the door, gave you a quick good luck, and sent you on your way.

The room was quite big. It had really tall ceilings, and was pretty spacious. You see a group of people in white coats recording data on the volunteers that were being tested. One of the recorders asked you to stand by a group of people and you noticed Ezra and decided to wave him down. You guys talked for a bit about the writing portion of the test. You both wished each other well and parted ways so that you could take the last part of the test.

The testers told you to do as many jumping jacks, pushups, squats, and line sprints as possible and then told you to lift the heaviest weight you could. Your limbs were jelly and you think you went to the afterlife about 12 times by the time it was over. They said you could go home and rest and that they'd call you if you got in.

You didn't expect much but at least happy you tried. You got in your car, drove home, and landed face first on your bed and slept like a rock, you called off work, no way were you going tomorrow.

(okay, that was the first chapter, I am kind of going with the flow for the plot. I don't have much in mind other than reader is gonna get in on that jake and Neytiri action. I don't know if I'll update regularly but I liked writing this so far and am planning on working on the next chapter after I post this. I also do not know how long or short this series will be but I hope you all enjoy it)

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Sukuna x Vessel Reader

So I have had this prompt for a while now. Basically, the prompt is that reader gets turned on and tries to get off by fingering herself and fails horribly. While reader is frustrated, she hears a chuckle and then feels a warm and wet sensation on her clit. Sukuna says something along the lines of "I couldn't stand seeing you pathetically try to get off much longer." And proceeds to eat her out till she is overstimulated.

I think I might try to write this later on, but I haven't written smut before.