#✨: pandora’s preparations

[herefortheblues]

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."

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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.

[xxoxobree]

Viral PT.1- Avatar Apocalypse AU

Fem!Omaticaya!Reader x OC ,Reader x Neteyam

This will be a Neteyam story

Word count- 3.5k

Warnings. - Violence,Mentions of blood , cursing , mentions of blood, mentions of sickness.

Inspo- @xkv go and read theirs ❤️

I remember my home, a place of peace and harmony. A bustling clan where the sounds of Ikrans screeching in the distance were ever-present. The sweet songs of children as they played together, and Kenten flying gracefully at the mere shake of a blade of grass. There was beauty at every turn on Pandora. The trees were glowing, the flora danced in the wind, and the oceans were absolutely beautiful with their glowing waters. One of the things I used to love was picking up gems at the pond adding them to my ever-growing collection. The memories of flying my Ikran, feeling the wind on my skin, and the coolness of the clouds seemed distant. Things were different now, for me and for everyone on Pandora.

✨The Sky People✨

It started with whispers in the wind, but then the sky turned red, and the land began to shake. For some, it was a familiar feeling - they had already faced this enemy once before. The sky people were back, 15 years after their defeat a year before my birth, and their quest to exploit our planet was still their focus.

They rebuilt and established a headquarters, wiping out any signs of life in the surrounding areas. Fortunately for us or perhaps them, they built far away from our clan. Our Olo'eyktan Jake Sully decided to not engage at first. He had been a part of this conflict once before and knew how deadly their weapons and technology could be.

But as the sky people continued to wreak havoc, Jake knew he couldn't stand idly by. Reluctantly but nobly, he led the people in strategic and clever ways against the humans. Ambushes and stealth operations became our forte, and we devastated the sky people.

As the war raged on throughout my childhood, I found myself drawn into the conflict. I, too, joined the war party and fought alongside my fellow Na'vi.

But the battle was not without its losses. I watched as friends and family fell in battle - their cries still echoing in my mind to this day. My own father one of the casualties.

His death was just the tip of the iceberg of the tragedies that was to come ,as the humans did the unthinkable to us , to Pandora.

✨2174-The Raid✨

The day was perfect, or so I thought as I sat sharpening my arrows. I was preparing for the raid that was near, giving myself a chance to think and reflect. I watched my knife slide over the beast bone bringing it to a dangerous point. "Eywa bless this arrow and help me defeat my enemies." I readied my bow and quiver, took a deep breath, and got into the headspace to fight.

But before I could fully immerse myself, there was a soft knock on my door post. It was my mother, and I smiled at her. She led me to the common room of our home where she began painting my face and body with war paint. The bowls filled with purple and white paint sat on the leather carpet that my father had made. I sat still as she painted the intricate patterns that had been passed down through generations.

I watched as her lips curled up into a smile. It was a smile that I had seen many times before, but it still managed to warm my heart. "You're so much like him Ma'ite," she said, her voice tinged with pride. "So strong, so wise for your years. He would be so proud of you."

I felt tears prick my eyes at the words she spoke. I had heard them many times before from members of the clan, comparing me to my father who had died years ago. But hearing it from my mother was special, the one person who knew him the best.

"Thank you Mama," I said, a single tear dropping from my eyes. She wiped it away, replacing the paint that was mixed up with the tear. She gave me another smile, love and adoration in her eyes as she looked at me.

I pulled her in, our foreheads connecting. "I see you Mama," I whispered.

"And I see you my daughter," she replied. "May Eywa keep you safe on your mission."

I hugged her tightly again before standing, making my way out of our home. The sun had just begun its ascent, casting long shadows as I walked with purpose to the rendezvous point.

As I walked, I heard footsteps getting closer to me, and then eventually my name. I turned to look at the culprit, and it was none other than K'amran. I slowed my pace, allowing him to catch up with me. I watched as he strode towards me, his muscles glistening in the sun that peeked over the horizon, his cumberbund drawing attention to his perfectly toned chest and abs.

I continued to study his features, noticing that his hair was braided back into his Kuru, two short braids to the side, a new look for him that definitely showed off just how beautiful he is. "Hello sunshine," K'amran said, flashing me with his gorgeous smile.

I rolled my eyes, a small smile on my face from the silly pet name he loved to call me. "Good morning K'amran, focus," I said as we continued to walk.

"Whatever you want beautiful," he said, grabbing my hand and giving it a quick kiss. I felt my stomach flip at his gesture, but quickly composed myself.

As a young warrior, I vowed to never fall in love after witnessing the devastating effects it had on my mother and me when my father died.

K'amran and I couldn't deny the strong attraction we shared. Despite knowing my beliefs, K'amran expressed his affection and courted me many times, but I always turned him down.

Despite my reservations about love, I couldn't resist the attention and love he showed me. We found ourselves stealing moments together, showering each other with kisses and basking in the pure ecstasy of exploring each-others bodies.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as we reached the rendezvous point, the bustle and urgency of my fellow warriors giving me the adrenaline I needed for our mission. I yipped, calling for my Ikran, watching as she glided and landed in front of me. As I saddled her, preparing for our flight, I comforted her with a gentle pet.

"Hello Y/n." I heard softly to my right. I turned around to see the son of the Olo'eyktan Neteyam, a soft smile on his face. I smiled back, making the "I see you" gesture. "How are you?" I asked, continuing to saddle up my Ikran.

"I'm okay... I love your war paint," he said awkwardly.

"Thank you, Neteyam. My mother painted me today," I smiled.

Neteyam and I were cordial, not spending much time together or speaking much since childhood. As I was about to speak again, I felt two strong arms wrap around me and a kiss to my temple. I knew immediately it was K'amran. Neteyam's face instantly filled with embarrassment. I gave him an apologetic look, mouthing sorry before he told both of us bye and walked away.

I got out of K'amran's grip, turning to face him. "You're so fucking embarrassing," I said, giving him a small shove.

"Come on, Sunshine. It's so obvious he's in love with you. I can't let him have my girl," he said with a smirk.

I gave K'amran a confused look. "In love? What are you talking about, K'amran?" I said, genuinely shocked.

"You're so oblivious, sunshine, he's been in love with you since we were kids." I shook my head, dismissing it as one of his occasional dumb moments. My focus was on the task ahead.

The Olo'eyktan gathered us and went over the mission details. I was paired with Neytiri, and any RDA member was to be executed on sight. Adrenaline coursed through my body as the Olo'eyktan announced it was go time. I ran to my Ikran and made Tsaheylu, letting out a fierce war cry as my mount and took off with the rest of the war party.

We arrived at the site quickly, and the fast-moving train came into view. "Ground team, go," I heard Jake through my comm. A few seconds later, there was a massive explosion, derailing the train.

Neytiri gave me a nod, and we charged in for the attack.

In a flash of movement, I spurred my Ikran forward and darted over one of the enemy's aircraft. With a bow in hand, I pulled back the string and released an arrow, sending it hurtling towards the pilot. My arrow struck true, finding its mark in the pilot's heart. The enemy craft plummeted to the ground and exploded in a fiery blaze. As I landed, I let out a victorious war cry, quickly assuming my position to scan for any further threats.

My elation was short-lived as I noticed something alarming on the ground - Lo'ak and Neteyam, exposed and vulnerable. It was far too dangerous for them to be on the ground in the midst of a battle.

As if on cue, a voice crackled through my earpiece, "Gunship inbound." My heart raced, knowing that they were in imminent danger. I cursed myself for getting distracted and tried to move quickly to take down the ship .

I was too late. I watched the enemy fire two missiles our way. The explosion was deafening, and the sheer force of it sent my Ikran and me hurtling backwards. In the chaos, I lost my grip on the animal and was thrown off, landing hard on my side. The impact was brutal, knocking the wind out of my lungs.

For a few agonizing moments, I lay there, gasping for air and trying to regain my bearings. After a brief moment to compose myself, I reached for the button on my throat comm and pleaded for help. "I need urgent assistance. I'm grounded."

Silence was my only response, and my heart sank with the weight of dread. I repeated my call for help, this time addressing a specific person. "K'amran, I need help, what's your pos?"

When I received no answer, desperation crept in, and I muttered a prayer to Eywa before pressing the button again. "I'm located one click away from the raid. Please."

As I waited anxiously for help to arrive, I took a moment to check myself for any injuries. Fortunately, I only found a few minor scratches here and there, nothing too serious.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar sound, and my ears perked up at the screeching and fluttering of wings. The beautiful creature landed just a few feet away from me, with its rider being Tseni - another warrior with whom I had spent a considerable amount of time.

Despite the pain I was feeling as my adrenaline began to wear off, Tseni quickly dismounted from his Ikran to come to my aid. "Thank you, Tseni," I said, trying to suppress the pain as we began to take off into the air.

After dismounting from Tseni’s Ikran at camp, I clutched my side tightly as the pain intensified. He noticed my discomfort and offered to examine me for injuries, but I slapped his hand away, unwilling to show any sign of weakness.

"I'm fine, Skxawng," I snapped, gritting my teeth against the pain.

Despite being a bit of a pain in the ass at times, Tseni was one of my closest friends. He always had my back and knew just how to make me feel better when I was down. His confusion was evident as he threw his hands up in exasperation.

"You need to go to the Med tent, Y/n," he insisted.

I brushed him off slightly, Limping my way back home but my attention was caught by the sound of the Olo'eyktan scolding his sons as I passed by. From what I could hear, he was lecturing them about the situation they had gotten themselves into.

Exhausted and in pain, I sighed and shook my head at the situation as I finally stumbled back home and crashed. Although I tried to ignore the pain, I knew deep down it wouldn't just disappear overnight. Regardless, I told myself that I would be fine by tomorrow. I called out for my mom but there was no answer. I assumed she must have been busy helping in the med tent. As I lay down, a wave of tiredness immediately washed over me, consuming me.

✨2174-The Outbreak✨

I only know what I was told of that day before the chaos, from my mother; from K’amran. The raid was a success, we had casualties, but they were minimal. We thought we had succeeded, we as a people were not to be underestimated. But what we didn’t know is that the humans had caught onto our tactics, our way of fighting back. They were angry at our resistance, angry that we wouldn’t let them be.

So they created something. Something that they knew we couldn’t fight. Soldiers that were assumed dead but simply unconscious injected with a deadly virus dropped near high camp to be found and brought in. It was a trap, and we had walked right into it.

The soldiers were brought in, Some were whisked to the med tent while others were taken to their homes to be cared for by their wives. Little did we know that bringing them in would be a vital mistake.

As the night fell, a silent invader crept in, spreading its infection rapidly. It sneaked up on us without warning. By the time we realized what was happening, half of the clan was already infected.

I was abruptly awakened by a series of loud crashes echoing through the house. My heart was racing as I quickly leaped out of bed and reached for my bow. I cautiously made my way towards the source of the noises, trying my best to remain quiet. To my surprise, I discovered my mother frantically grabbing as many things as she could.

"Mama, what's happening?" I anxiously inquired, feeling a knot form in my stomach.

"Y/n, there's no time to explain. We need to leave right away," my mother urgently replied.

“Mama, you need to tell me what's happening," I pleaded with a trembling voice.

"Ma'ite, please," my mother repeated, her eyes filled with desperation.

I nodded slowly, understanding the gravity of the situation. I quickly gathered all the things I deemed necessary and joined my mother back in the family room. She looked at me with a serious expression before finally speaking.

"My daughter, listen to me carefully. When we get outside, you need to run and don't stop," she said firmly.

I felt a sense of horror wash over me as I realized just how dangerous our situation was.

Tears welled in my eyes. I whispered, "What's happening?" but her response was stern. "My daughter, now is not the time to cry. I need you to be strong. There's been a terrible infection, and it's spreading wildly." As I was about to speak again, K'amran burst through the doors, visibly shaken and anxious. Tseni followed closely behind him.

"TIME TO GO , RIGHT NOW!" he shouted as he ran out the door. I gave my mom a quick nod before following him.

As soon as I stepped outside, I was hit by a sudden wave of chaos that was beyond anything I could have ever imagined. The air was filled with the sounds of crying children and the haunting screams of people calling out for their loved ones. Everywhere I looked, there were Na'vi bodies lying lifeless, covered in blood. Some were being consumed by others, adding to the gruesome scene.

I let out a blood-curdling scream at the sight before me, momentarily frozen in shock as I tried to process everything. My mind was racing with questions, wondering how this could happen and why it was happening to us. In that instant, my entire world fell apart. Everything I had ever known was snatched away from me in an instant, leaving me reeling and lost. I felt a sudden tug on my arm, and Tseni's voice pulled me back to reality. We needed to keep moving, no matter how hopeless everything seemed.

I gathered my courage and started to run again, my heart pounding in my chest. But suddenly, another Na'vi sprang out in front of us, bringing us to a sudden halt. Its appearance was barely recognizable, its deep blue skin disfigured by black patches that covered almost its entire body. Its eyes were soulless, and it seemed to thirst for blood.

I felt my breath catch in my throat at the sight, and my entire body froze in terror.

"LET’S GO, LET’S GO !" I heard K'amran shout, taking charge of the situation. We ran in the opposite direction, toward the deep forest, but of course, the infected wouldn't let us go without a fight. It chased after us relentlessly, determined to catch us and do us harm, devour us.

As I ran, I couldn't help but look back in horror as one of the infected closed in on my mother. "Mama, come on! You have to come on!" I screamed, reaching out to grab her hand. She was so close, just out of reach, when the infected jumped on her back, tackling her to the ground.

"MAMA!" I screamed, quickly scrambling to take my bow off my shoulder so that I could defend her. I drew the arrow back with all my might, aiming it straight at the infected as it loomed over my mother.

My arrow struck true, hitting the infected directly in the head. I ran towards my mother, falling to my knees at her side to help her.

"Are you okay, Mama? Come on, we need to keep moving," I said urgently, trying to help her stand. But as she leaned her head to the side, I saw the bite mark on her neck, and my heart sank.

"Ma'ite, you have to go. You only have a few minutes," she said tearfully, her voice shaking with emotion.

I felt tears rolling down my own cheeks as I realized the gravity of the situation. "No, Mama, I can't leave you," I said, clutching her hands tightly. But deep down, I knew that I had no choice.

"It's okay, my daughter. You must go. I love you," my mother said softly, trying to comfort me.

But I couldn't bring myself to leave her behind. "I can't, Mama. I won't leave you," I replied, my voice shaking with emotion.

Tseni's voice suddenly rang in my ears, urging me to move. "Y/n, there's more coming. We have to go now," he urged me urgently. But I ignored him, still clutching tightly onto my mother's hand.

However, my resistance was short-lived, as K’amran suddenly hoisted me up onto his shoulder and started running. "NO! NO! K’AMRAN , PLEASE!" I screamed, watching in horror as my mother's figure grew smaller and smaller in the distance, lying motionless on the grass.

Tears flowed freely down my face as I realized that my mother was gone. The same overwhelming emotions I had felt when my father died kicked in instantly. I knew that my life would never be the same again.

After we had run far enough, K'amran gently set me back down on my feet. His eyes were bloodshot and red, and I could tell that he was on the verge of breaking down. I had never seen him so distressed before, and I knew that he had good reason to be.

"I'm sorry, my love," he whispered, pulling me into a tight embrace and placing a gentle kiss on my temple. I melted into him, grateful for the comfort he provided, as wrapped his arms around me. Our moment of peace was interrupted by Tseni's low voice, urging us to keep moving. He sounded upset as well.

Despite my uncertainty about our destination, we walked for what felt like hours, with K'amran's hand providing a much-needed source of comfort. Suddenly, my ears picked up on the sound of rustling in the distance. I quickly let go of K'amran's hand and whispered, "Something's coming."

As I prepared my bow, Tseni pointed towards a nearby tree, gesturing for us to take cover. Without hesitation, we followed his lead and positioned ourselves behind the tree, bows at the ready.

Peeking out from behind the tree, we waited until it was close enough to strike. Suddenly, we jumped out from behind the tree, screams filling the air.

But then, to my horror, I saw who we had attacked: the Olo'eyktan's children - Neteyam, Lo'ak, and little Tuk. My bow fell from my grasp as I realized what had just happened.

"Neteyam," I called out to the boy, filled with regret and sorrow.

Part 2

[sebastianswallows]

these kinda go hand in hand for the emoji asks so 👀🤲

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please! 🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip? → Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

😂 Oh boy, erm... I got a request for breeding kink with Seb? 👉👈 And I may be going a little overboard with it? Been working on it for two days, this is day 3.

Basically, it's kind of inspired by the myth of Pandora, or rather an interpretation of it.

The existing version is that Pandora's box released demons and evil and diseases into the world, and all that was left in it when it was closed were the good things.

But another interpretation I've read recently is that, perhaps, originally, Pandora's box was the source of all things (hence the name, Pan dora = all gifts). So that means good and bad and war and peace and illness and healing all originated from it. And in that way, it served as a metaphor for the womb, which creates all of humanity with all of humanity's potential for good and bad.

And from all that, I came up with the idea that Seb found this magical box that gave you whatever you need, kind of like the Room of Requirement that you could carry around lol. But you needed a special key to open it, and that key was... proof of love 👀 Cum, the key to opening it is girl cum and boy cum.

That's it, that's the fic. I'm halfway done at 5k words and I want to pull my hair out. It is smut from start to finish. And to make it more ✨fun✨, it's noncon, and my goodness do I hope the anon who sent the request won't mind, because it's comin' 😅

Anyway, thank you for your questions, nonny! 💕

And here's the hastily written and not proofread snippet. Below the cut, because NSFW:

He looked at her intensely, breathless, watching every frown and tensing of her face while his finger eased itself past her hole. He pressed in almost shyly, then retreated, then pressed in deeper, making her moan. Her hips twitched beneath him, trying to buck him off. To soothe her, he flicked her clit a little harder, distracting her with pleasure from the pain of piercing her.

“Shhh… shhh… there there,” he gentled with a whisper. “I just want to feel what you’re like inside…”

His thumb eased on her clit and he removed it, leaning closer instead to touch it with his tongue. She yelped and her hips jumped, but he held her down firmly while working his finger deeper, deeper, a little bit deeper inside with each thrust. Slowly, Sebastian curled his tongue beneath her hub, just letting it rest there as his lips slowly closed around it.

“It’s too much,” she whispered, her back arching, head thrashing left and right, her hands twisting senselessly into the rope. “Sebastian, it’s too… too much…”

He hummed as he suckled on her clit, sucking the taste of her flesh off of her. Her little pearl warmed up on his receiving flesh. Beneath, he removed his index finger and moved it instead to part one of her folds, now so much more swollen and throbbing, and placed in its stead his thicker middle finger in her hole. Rubbing back and forth gently, he opened her up a little wider, groaning at how her soft channel hugged him from every side. Her wetness dripped out of her around his knuckles, coating her upper thighs. She clenched when he shoved the digit all the way inside, her whimpers drowned out by Sebastian’s hungry moan when he felt the end of her on the tip of his finger.

“Stop it!” she hissed through clenching teeth.

Her legs struggled and moved until he caught one of them in his hand and held her by the knee close to his neck, folding her open while he ate at her, licking and sucking and teasing her with kisses from her clit to her hole where his finger teased her open. He parted from her with a suckling pull at her folds, then began kissing her inner thigh while he thrust his finger faster and faster, preparing her for what he was about to do.

“Why is it so difficult for you to accept being loved?” asked Sebastian, looking tiredly into her eyes, his lips against her skin, breath fanning over her most sensitive place that burned and leaked with her pleasure. It didn’t even sound like a tease, it sounded as if he was… sad for her, and genuinely curious to know the answer. “You’re not afraid of me,” he sighed, shaking his head slightly, “not really… You’re afraid of being vulnerable. With me...”

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Summary: What starts as a sensual reunion ends in an erotic scene.

Pairing: Jake Sully/Tonowari

Word count: 1.7k

Overall warnings: sexual content, dirty talk, mature language, alternate universe-modern au, daddy kink, choking kink, nipple play, breeding king, fluff, a/b/o dynamics, dom/sub, love bites, teasing, possessive behavior⚠️🔞

All characters belong to Avatar, and all rights are reserved to the original work whose author allowed me to translate it.

A/N: Au:Modern,Omegaverse,Jake is the shop's madam. Hope you like it <3

Request by @TOFUCHAN2003: Please, could you do a daddy fish and a bottom kitty. Tonojake but set in 'that' environment🥺✨🙏

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Once again, the paradise known as Pandora had been invaded. 

The scent of the establishment’s perfume was masked by pheromones reminiscent of a sandy beach. 

Tonowari's smell. 

The most influential person in those waters. 

The entire place almost panicked when he entered. Employees who knew their duties well were quick to prepare the welcome for him as best as possible before following him. 

They wondered in their hearts, but the young men never dared to ask anything. 

They knew that Tonowari and Jake knew each other from before. However, no one knew exactly what kind of relationship they had. There was only a rumor that that powerful man came to visit Pandora’s Omega every seven days. 

He sat on the best couch in the most private area. Furthermore, a delicious liquor was brought and placed in front of the tall figure less than five minutes after his entry. 

No need to say much- 

After a few sips of the amber-colored beverage, the curtain was lifted by the palm of the awaited figure. 

The body under the seductive outfit approached without haste. His long hair hung loose behind him. He curled up next to the exposed blue collar. The black dress had a slit on the side, showing off his slim legs with every step he took. It paired well with the high heels of the same color. 

“Ma’Jake,” he said in a deep voice. A hand reached out and he waited to take the beautiful man’s hand. He lifted it up to hold his smaller body towards him. 

Madame Pandora yielded to the touch. 

He lowered himself and sat on the big man, supporting his body against the strong torso. He lifted his legs and crossed them until his already short dress rose up even higher. 

“Daddy.” 

With one hand around the other’s neck, he used the tip of the finger in his other hand to run it along the collar of his shirt. Staying deceptively snuggling closer like a cat seeking warmth. 

Tonowari caressed Jake’s leg. He lifted his head slightly so that the lady of the place could more easily inhale his scent. 

Not many people knew it, but that kitten who was fierce in the eyes of others enjoyed the fresh scent of that sea man. 

Jake loved it. 

Tonowari’s smell was completely different from that of the Omaticaya in the forest, but it was one of the aromas that calmed him the most. It was a soft aroma that mixed with the turmoil, like ocean waves hitting the seashore. 

“We haven’t seen each other for a long time. Did you go there to be naughty?” 

The palms started to get shameless. He slipped them under the one-piece garment. 

Touching the thin panties that were Jake’s last line of defense. 

“I work every day. Where could I find the time to be naughty?” 

A loud moan came out from his throat. He moved his body slightly so that his large hands could roam more easily. His face was still rubbing against him like a cat drunk from the smell of catnip. 

“Really?” 

It was a possessive question, but the tone was the opposite. Jake liked the smell of him though. Nevertheless, Tonowari knew that he could not dominate the beauty before him. 

Jake was like a cat. 

He would beg whenever he wanted something and would retreat as soon as he crossed the line. 

How could he allow a cat slave like him to play with him like that? 

“Would you like to prove it to me?” 

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Jake was restless. 

His arms were trembling and his legs were weak, almost completely numb. Amber eyes seemed to wander. They lost focus several times before being pulled back by a surge of emotion. 

If anyone saw, they wouldn’t believe that thas was the face of the madame who reigned over heaven. 

The hair was tucked behind his ear gently, unlike the force of the fingers below. His slender forearm could only hug the other person’s neck tightly, burying his face into the crook of his pale neck. Whispering loudly, not far from his ear. 

“Tono- wari...” his voice trailed off. His hips kept trying to retreat as the thrusts continued, grinding into the bottom of the person below. 

The big man responded, a strong hand moving down and firmly holding his waist. 

“What do you say, boy?” he responded, stabbing his fingers with a harder stroke than the ones before. 

Jake’s legs tried to shrink together. His back channel tightly entrapped the foreign object. The clear liquid that was released by the Omega mixed with the lubricant that was used at the beginning. It was dripping down and coating his thighs. 

“Slow- slow down... ah!” Jake begged; his prostate having been bullied for quite some time. Even if it was flickered, when he was almost at the limit, the person in front of him pretended to stop his fingers. 

Tonowari was a gentle person. But when it was just the two of them together, Jake felt how he completely threw away all that tenderness. 

Daddy liked to tease and be aggressive. 

His outfit was lifted high, but because of the smoothness of the fabric, it fell to his stomach. And the other person didn’t seem to like it very much. 

The taller figure helped Jake to stand up. The long fingers stopped as his emotions were soaring, causing his beautiful face to wrinkle with desire. 

“Why-” 

Before he could finish his sentence, a strong hand pulled up the fabric of his short dress and brought it up to his lips. 

“Hold it,” his stern voice said. Fingers pressed the fabric against his mouth. Light blue eyes looked up at Jake. Instead, they made him feel like he was being watched by a large predator. 

Like a giant shark. 

Even though he knew that they probably wouldn’t eat a whole live human being, his heart could not shake off the fear. 

The Alpha scent he liked had changed. There was no gentleness anymore. There was only a strong smell that made him want to obey everything he was ordered. 

His lips parted as he caught on, exposing his chest and narrow waist to the eyes of the older man. 

Tonowari stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. The kitten’s body was stil as smooth and beautiful as when they had met before. It was good evidence that Jake really hadn't gone anywhere. 

“I’m actually surprised. You haven't gone shaking your ass for anyone else yet? Are you addicted to Daddy?” Tonowari said chuckling while his tight chest plate moved up and down. The nipples on his breasts stood tall with the arousal, attracting his eyes more than anything. He leaned in. He flicked the tip of his tongue in greeting before beginning to cup his lips against the hard clit. 

“Still as sweet as before... I really want to find out what the taste will be like when you’re pregnant. Would you like to know?” 

Despite asking for his opinion, he didn’t want an answer. The hand that once held itself was not easily stopped. It began to move in and out rhythmically again. His other hand kept a tight grip on Jake’s waist, preventing the aroused person from moving away. 

Jake was aware of all those words, but he couldn’t gather himself enough to reply. 

A hot tongue swirled around his tip, using force to suck on it until a wet sound was heard throughout the area as he used his teeth to graze it gently, alternating on both sides. It was not just the prominent bulge that was bullied. He also took to biting and sucking, leaving rose-colored marks all over. 

Jake felt like he was hyperventilating. He was being invaded on both ends. Tonowari wasn't just thrusting his finger into his clit, but also doing it until it hit his deepest walls. He moved in and out without forgetting to emphasize on the prostate. At the front, it was even worse. He could hardly stay silent; he could only bend back to the force of the suction of those lips. The sea man’s tongue loved to caress his nipples, pretending to circle around and then biting them as if he wanted to pull them out and eat them. 

A load moan resonated as Jake tried to hold on tight to the black cloth. He wanted to stop the sounds that kept escaping his lips, but his last thought of whether someone would come and see him in this state drifted away bracuse of the words of the other man. 

“Oh, Jake. Do you know how hot you are?” 

What had happened? He couldn’t remember. All the fingers pulled out at once. A sudden rush descended on him. The love hole that had not closed properly squeezed the air rhythmically as if it was yearning for something more. 

His body was turned around. The back of his neck was grabbed and kissed. The breath that could not be filled into his lungs was stolen. Hot tongues entwined together. They exchanged drops of saliva until he couldn’t take it any longer. Sharp nails dug into the arms around his waist. His eyes were glassy from the lack of air. His slender legs flapped back and forth, trying to escape from the other’s embrace. 

Jake thought he had died- he really almost died. 

Tonowari parted his lips at the last moment to watch him deteriorate. His eyes were blurry and unfocused; they could only stare aimlessly ahead, with his lips spread wide and his hot tongue out. He struggled for air until his face was covered with drool. His whole body trembled. The legs that had been straddling him fell to the sofa. If he hadn’t got hold of his arms, he would have dropped on the ground. 

Jake didn’t even realize when his core stiffened and released the cloudy liquid. His back was still bent. Whether it was the lower part or the upper part, they were both limp. 

The forest Na’vi’s face was lifted. The fingers lightly traced across his lips, wiping away the saliva stains around him before inserting the index and middle into the warm cavity. 

“Come to your senses. Daddy hasn’t put it inside you yet. If you’re going to die, it'll be with Daddy’s juice in you, little one.” 

[tophat-cy]

Ladies and gentlemen...this night, is a very special night, because something very special will be in the spotlight. 4 days of tedious work were needed to make what I am going to show you in this post. And with no further addo...I present to you...

🎨⚔️Art Fight Grand Finale Attack ⚔️🎨

That's right everyone! Tonight, I'm going to show you my big last attack for this year's Art Fight, which unlike previous years it's a comic. A colored one even (it's been a while since I did one, so I thought of doing it again for this year) - as stated earlier, I spent 4 days upon making a 2 page comic which represents just an extract of an adventure...an adventure that will happen in a (I hope) upcoming story put in preparation. The comic features 7 amazing characters from 7 extraordinarily talented artists who deserve the love (surprisingly I'm part of those 7 for a reason 😁✨), and now, I'm going show you the great work of this attack.

Enjoy 💖💖💖!

Featured characters :

Ashley, from @tamamoarts

Pearl, the guest character, she belongs to me :D

Moon, from @dustyisegg

Linda, from ELmangho

Pandora, from jasperwonder

Hyperlink, from @alelinkez

Starblob, from @starrfault

Before I finish, I want to thank you for another amazing Art Fight season and for sticking around with me for the attacks I made so far. All the attacks that I received from people were wonderful as always and huge respect for their effort put in them. Hope we'll see around soon...with a big project on work 👀 (and next year for next Art Fight season).

Have a wonderful day 💝!

[icequeenlila]

A Son for a Son

Chapter 9- 'You've done enough'

Neteyam's pov.

„No!“

Neteyam woke with a jolt.

Screaming, he realized in a daze, blinking against the dizziness.

The sudden movement left his head spinning, sleep weighing heavy on his mind and body. He could hear the blood thrum in his ears.

It was still night time, the fire had died, only the soft glow of Pandora’s bioluminescence bringing light into the darkness.

Neteyam looked around, his head thick with dizziness, trying to find the source of the sudden noise.

“Noooooo!”

Lo’ak is screaming.

And just like that, Neteyam was wide awake, his nerves pulling tight, his eyes sharpening, the heaviness lifting off his body. And he moved.

“Lo’ak.”

He sat up straight, cowering right next to his baby bro, leaning over him protectively. Around him he could sense the others waking up, starting to move, but he paid them no mind.

Lo’ak let out another agonizing cry, his body squirming, lifting off the ground and falling back. His eyes were still closed, but he cried and cried and cried.

“Nooooooohhh!”

He’s dreaming.

“Lo’ak.”

It was their mother’s worried voice, still thick with sleep, but alert. Again, Neteyam did not look up.

Instead, acting on instinct, he reached out both his hands towards his baby brother.

With one he took ahold of Lo’ak’s cheek, finding it wet and hot from tears. Neteyam could feel his brother’s skin shifting beneath his fingers as Lo’ak clenched and unclenched his jaw, as he threw his head from one side to the other, shaking his head as if to prevent evil.

Feeling own tears spring to his eyes, Neteyam let his other hand rest on Lo’ak’s chest, directly over his heart, feeling it racing, beating hard under his ribcage.

And then he pressed down gently, stilling Lo’ak’s head, keeping it from thrashing. Neteyam let his hand weigh down on his brother’s chest, softly, oh so softly as to not restrain him, as to not scare him. Grounding him.

“It’s just a dream”, Neteyam soothed, and he started to shake his own hands. Softly. Sending little sensations into Lo’ak’s body to wake him up, gently. “Wake up, Lo’ak. We’re waiting for you here.”

It hadn’t happened often, but Lo’ak used to have nightmares when he’d still been a young child. They weren’t too bad and their mom always noticed soon enough, and she always had woken him just like this. Holding him, putting soft pressure onto him, shaking gently, soothing with her warm voice.

Neteyam felt fear weighing cold inside his own belly, he didn’t even really know what he was doing, if he was doing right, if this was actually of any help. He had woken from his brother’s cries and his mind had jumped directly to those early memories, and without thinking, Neteyam had copied his mother’s actions .

Lo’ak’s cries grew softer, turning into something more like desperate whining.

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Told ya next chapter starts with my favorite boy screaming✨

Prepare for mama bear Neytiri, bc she will be mothering her ass off. Also, in this chapter Jake will get his hardest punch to the gut yet (see chapter's title). It's gonna huuuuuuuuurt💙

Link to the fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44201029/chapters/111150181

Have a nice week!✨

[pumpkin-spike18]

✨Weekly Progress #11-12✨

Weekly Progress #11

Wrote 400+ words for BWBOK (fin)

Prepared SYVNH script for editing, discussed with editor

Wrote 2.9k+ words for a gift

Did 2.5 panel coloring for DGM

Sketched 4 illustrations for [fan project #1]

Revisited Peter Pan idea

Weekly Progress #12

Prepped SYVNH new art

Made Peter Pan idea outline

Finished 4 linearts for [fan project #1]

Programmed in all new SYVNH art

Sketched sprite for SFB

This is probably the only art I have to show for the past two weeks so here it is...!

The Beauty Which Only Beast Knows

The script is now done and currently being edited. Unfortunately, we have slipped a bit on the dates we hoped to meet for milestones. I'll probably need to make a new schedule soon.

But, hey... If we take until May to finish, we can submit it for Otome Jam!

Stuck in a Yandere Visual Novel... HELP!!

Okay, I may have dropped the ball on this 💦 I got the script to my editor/proofreader and they did amazing!! They finished reviewing well before the deadline they gave themself, but I didn't realize that lol;; So I could've started scripting a lot earlier, but I didn't;;

I was really hoping to finish the entire project by the end of March, but since March has 3 days left, that probably isn't possible. But, it should be done soon. I just have 20k words to script...

But other than that, all the art has been programmed in! (Until I decide I want more animation during CG moments lol

Other Fanworks

I won't go into a lot of detail for this, but since it took a lot of my time the past few weeks, I decided to add it here as accomplishments.

(I think I wrote over 10k words in gifts the past couple weeks.)

A Sky of Falling Birds

The script for this has been finished for a while so I thought I'd start making some sketch sprite work for it. I still don't know for sure what sort of visual theme I want to use for the game so I didn't get very far.

[Peter Pan Project]

Perhaps I'm jumping the gun a bit, but since SYVNH is coming to a finish, I started thinking about what future projects to do. This idea was something I came up with on a whim last year and I decided to revisit it to see what I can possibly make out of it.

It'll likely be shorter than SYVNH (read: for my sanity, future me, please make it shorter) and is inspired by Peter Pan. It'll be a BL so we have Wendell as our main character, exploring a fictional Victorian-esque kingdom. I'm still debating on the routes and gameplay.

The visual themes for this project are inspired by Pandora Hearts, D. Gray-Man, and possibly Smokin' Parade.

[heymacy]

#SO CLEAR QUARTZ IS—[cane yanks me off the stage]

i strangle the person holding the cane with my bare hands and push you back on stage "clear quartz is what. keep going keep saying things."

my ray of sunshine. beloved. you have just opened a Pandora's box of madness, i hope you're prepared ✨

SO CLEAR QUARTZ IS–also known as silicon dioxide (SiO2) and naturally grows in a crystalline structure, hence its common appearance in clusters & spiky growths (think about crystal caves & all their jagged edges!! sick af, huh?)

in the crystal & mineral world (hello fellow rock hounds), stones are given a numerical value on something called the Moh's Hardness Scale. clear quartz clocks in at a solid 7, which means it's impervious to water (so it's safe to submerge when making crystal elixirs) and also very, very hard to the touch. stones that rate below a 5 on the scale can actually be scratched & marked using quartz and can become toxic when exposed to water for long periods of time, depending on the stone!

in modern witchcraft, clear quartz is considered both an amplifying and neutralizing stone, depending on your intention. it's often added to rituals and altars to enhance the already present energies. kind of like a beacon to the spirit world, y'know? it's also used in divination practices and is the most common stone you'll find when purchasing or acquiring a pendulum.

quartz itself comes in many different colors, some natural and some artificial. whereas smoky quartz and rose quartz are naturally occurring and can be mined in caves around the world, stones like strawberry quartz and aura quartz are dyed, heated, or processed to give them their color and shine. pro tip: never pay more for an artificially treated stone than you would a natural one – 'tis a scam! (also if your citrine is super orange, it's been heat treated! natural citrine is much smokier and darker in color)

finally, because quartz is so hard but simultaneously easy to chip away at (given the proper tools) it's by far the best option when buying intricately carved pieces – including skulls! stones like malachite, bumblebee jasper, and calcite are incredibly soft and therefore take a steadier, more experienced hand to carve, so you'll usually wind up paying more! in this house we ball on a budget, so 90% of our carved stones are quartz-based. and they're amazing!

my love, i hope you've enjoyed enabling my infodumping. crystals are my life. so much so it's actually stupid. and i am dreading nothing more than having to transport all my rocks when it comes time to move. buy stock in bubble wrap now, people, 'cause i'm about to corner the market 😭

[avatarwarriordreamwalkers]

My spoiler free review of Avatar 2.

I finally caught Avatar The Way of Water, after waiting patiently 13 years and after having to cancel my tickets on opening day with my dad, because I tested positive for COVID. Went through 5 days of quarantine and had a negative test, and headed off to the east coast for Xmas, where I was planning to watch it with some friends and family. But bad weather thwarted my trip, so while in travel limbo, had to catch a showing.

After seeing in IMAX 3D, my mind was thoroughly blown! This sequel was stunning on so many levels, and I wasn’t disappointed. I did however notice some things that were frustrating. The high frame rate in IMAX was excellent, but transition from HFR action scenes back to 24 fps dialogue was a bit jarring. At times it felt like the movie was streaming from online and had to buffer during certain scenes after the HFR action. I wish they offered a full high frame rate version with no interruptions in its 48fps glory.

Another thing that frustrated me, I felt like there was a bit of rehash from the first Avatar, kind of like Force Awakens tried to reformulate Episode IV. But on some level, it was a step above 2009! ✨👏🏽✨ And definitely a better sequel than Star Wars VII was to Return of the Jedi.

The creativity and mind blowing effects made up for what was lost in trying to repeat a formulaic success. It was emotionally moving on a level that was even more potent than the first, with family relationships taking center stage. Simultaneously, the story could not help but remind me of what’s at stake in our own oceans, while setting up another stunning allegorical retelling of a story most of us are not proud of; the betrayal and destruction of indigenous peoples and their lands. Pandora was North and South America before the Europeans moved in and claimed the new world as their own.

This is the quintessential premise of Avatar and Cameron’s message; unless we have a change of heart, with the Na’vi representing our higher selves, we will continue destroying our oceans and planet. And the only thing preventing us from doing it again to an alien world, is our lack of current know how to sail the deep seas of space, with enough weapons, manpower and technology to colonize a new paradise.

This is why Avatar and its sequel are such powerful films; they get us thinking about our own world, and the beautiful dream it could become if our higher selves prevail. Imagine if we all just went “Na’vi” on our current intolerable order, that’s causing the destructive free fall / tail spin we are currently experiencing with a climate catastrophe. What if we woke up and decided we didn’t want to play the self destructive end game nations are preparing to wage (WW3) when refusing to act like states in a global country. What if the enlightened side of us all won the race for our future, where like the Na’vi, we decided we are all one tribe on this beautiful world, all truly seeing each other, respecting all beings and the environment, living in balance and collectively uniting to defeat militarism, fascism and corporate greed destroying any chance of a livable future.

I already crafted an entire video sharing why I loved the first Avatar so much and how it inspires me to turn dreams into reality! https://youtu.be/SfrhQrz4Vg4 I can’t wait to start my next video on Avatar 2, and how the way of water is a metaphor for what can unite us all, finding more in common for peace than irreconcilable differences, sending us to the brink of new World War. ✌🏽👁🌍👁

24 hours after seeing Avatar 2, I tested positive for COVID again, this bout hitting me much harder than the first. And again it makes me think about the environmental challenges we face that have been proven to exacerbate the global pandemic, while promising to unleash even newer and more deadly viruses. The Avatar franchise has come to us all at the prefect time, and I can’t wait to see how Avatar 3 wakes US up even more, while inspiring a much needed shift in our collective consciousness!

[crownedinlight]

⋄⋄ ✨ ⋄⋄

He'd had a mind full of calculated actions since their youth and she knew better than anyone that some things never change. As she looked upon the aged face of a man she knew in his boyhood she saw how far he'd come. After humble beginnings, Colin had made the empire from nothing and she had all the utmost respect for what he'd created. That being said she needed his power now more than ever, feeling as if her own abilities were unable to protect her fully. Claire refused to go down without a fight if the hunters did come after her like she thought they would. "Isn't that the truth..." Her words were softer and filled with all of the 'what ifs' that she didn't dare utter out loud. Death was always on the horizon, no matter if it was a magical user or human, it came for them all. Colin knew that firsthand which was why she'd felt so comfortable coming to him. He'd seen her in her entirety when they were children and now there was nothing else to hide. To Colin Hopper she was raw, presenting only her skin and bones to a man who could rip her apart if he so desired. "Need you even ask?" Claire pulled an already prepared glass from the drink cart beside her couch, holding it out with a soft smile in response to his.

Regardless of who they had become, it would never change their past. His own brother had been someone who crossed her mind every now and again. "Oh Myles, how is he? I heard his wedding didn't quite go to plan, yes?" An eyebrow arched in curiosity, knowing she could've just opened Pandora's box. "I can't say I've heard from him over the years, though I can't blame him for not reaching out. I haven't been any better at checking on him either," she sighed at her own failure before taking her glass off the side table to have a sip to loosen her words further. The woman's eyes reached into his once they caught each other. "Do you think you'll be able to say long?" A part of her was quietly afraid to be alone when the target on her back had doubled in size.

Colin smirked, his head ticking to the side in that characteristic manner, followed by a raised eyebrow. Claire was undeniably strong, yet there were moments when he was reminded that she was still the same Claire he grew up with—bold, fearless, and sickeningly optimistic. "It can always be worse," he replied, his gaze returning to meet hers. There was a certain way she looked at him as if she could see something that no one could—that glimpse of the goodness she believed was within him, and he knew that it was bound for disappointment. It was in the silent exchange when their eyes locked, an unspoken understanding passing between them. "Can I have a drink?" he asked, a faint smile playing on his lips.

There was something in the air, perhaps the company of an old friend that allowed Colin to ease into a more relaxed stance, finally loosening his collar. He had traveled a long, shadowed path to arrive at her place. With him, sleep doesn't come too often, hence making any opportunity for respite a welcomed one. "Hmm," he murmured in response to her antics, finding amusement in her predictability. Claire, unlike many others, refused to bow to his influence— and perhaps he allowed it, knowing that he knew her heart danced to a familiar tune. She would always choose the path of the good. "Molt often asks about you," he began, his tone tinged with curiosity. "Have you kept in touch with him over the years?"

[avatarpodcast]

A new adventure awaits in @avatar: The Way of Water — prepare to experience sights, sounds and feelings like never before. Oel ngati kameie — I See You, and we’ll see you in the cinemas in a few short days! ⏳ Set more than a decade after the events of the first film, “Avatar: The Way of Water” begins to tell the story of the Sully family (Jake, Neytiri, and their kids), the trouble that follows them, the lengths they go to keep each other safe, the battles they fight to stay alive, and the tragedies they endure. ⏳ avatar.com ✨💙🌿🍃🌴 #avatar #avatarthewayofwater #jamescameron #jakesully #pandora #neytiri #zoesaldana #navi #eywa #avatarmovie #omatikaya #jamescameronavatar #avataredit #art #samworthington #thenavi #iseeyou #ikran #neytiriavatar #avatarfamily #toruk #movies #disneyworld #scifi #tsutey #thewayofwater #navinationcreation #navination #pandoraonearth #nature https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl1qvhhPUd7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sourstars]

am i spamming the dash? a little. am i gonna do it one more time? yes, bc i had coffee and i had to share what i think was a group of absolute banger lines bye

[batwngs-archive]

1, 14, 18, 52, 94 ✨

1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Spotify! 

14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? either albania, singapore, or morocco simply because I feel like those places would be cool to live in. but like morocco is THE place I would choose over the other two since my dad talked a lot about his time living there and how the people were always so nice to him, I think it would be cool to experience that or even visit

18. favorite tv show? twin peaks, atla (despite the racism), russian doll, sailor moon, pushing daisies, the get down

52. what is your dream car?  I honestly don’t have a dream car because like I'm prepared to settle for whatever works, but I did always see myself driving a red honda civic because it was pretty simple in design 

94. favorite lyrics right now? I wanna ruin our friendship we should be lovers instead (jenny, studio killers) but also si puedo soportar lo que siento, ¿por qué me estoy cayendo? (cayendo, frank ocean)

send me some asks!

[avatarpodcast]

Prepare to *connect* with Pandora again ✨ 💙 Set more than a decade after the events of the first film, “Avatar: The Way of Water” begins to tell the story of the Sully family (Jake, Neytiri, and their kids), the trouble that follows them, the lengths they go to keep each other safe, the battles they fight to stay alive, and the tragedies they endure. 💙 avatar.com ✨💙🌿🍃🌴 #avatar #avatarthewayofwater #jamescameron #jakesully #pandora #neytiri #zoesaldana #navi #eywa #avatarmovie #omatikaya #jamescameronavatar #avataredit #art #samworthington #thenavi #iseeyou #ikran #neytiriavatar #avatarfamily #toruk #movies #disneyworld #scifi #tsutey #avatars #navination #pandoraonearth #nature https://www.instagram.com/p/ClnC-1JSaMj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=