#Sam worthington x you

[shadowwfoxx]

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“C’monn baby,” Jake chuckles as he tugs you, dragging you away from the hunt festival. You’re both drunk off your asses. This being Jake’s first-ever hunt festival, which was one of the biggest festivals, everyone went crazy with introducing him to some of the strong liquids on Pandora. Everyone cheered him on and took shots with him. 

You and your friends were absolutely amused by this, joining in on the fun as well. Jake quickly realized that Grace was not lying, this stuff was no joke. After a while, everyone was too drunk to even notice how touchy you and Jake were to each other. How Jake put his hand on your upper thigh and kept whispering in your ear. How you leaned closer to his body and held onto his bicep. 

“Jakeee,” you giggle as you both almost tripped. Your grip on his hand tightens. “Where are we even going?” Jake drags you deeper into the forest, and the music from the festival slowly fades away. It is much quieter now and significantly cooler since you aren’t surrounded by a huge pit of fire anymore. 

“I dunno,” Jake smiles as he shrugs his shoulders. He tugs on your arm once more. “Gotta walk faster!” He says while laughing, looking back to see you struggling to keep up with him. 

You gasp jokingly. “Heyy don’t laugh! Y’gotta walk s-slower!!” Jake stops walking so that you can walk in front of him. You giggle as you throw your head back. Both of you finding anything and everything funny at this point.

As you throw your head back, you close your eyes, appreciating the beautiful sounds of the forest as you continue to giggle. However, not looking at where you were stepping caused you to trip. Luckily before anything bad happened Jake was quick to catch you by your hips.

He laughs at your clumsiness. “Baby y’gotta look where you’re goin’.” He wraps his arm around your waist. The pet name sent warmth throughout your body.

“I was!” you lied. “and you still haven’t told me where we are going.” 

Jake moves your body in front of him, your back flush against his warm chest. He wraps one of his arms around your stomach and the other around your chest. “I just wanted to get ya alone,” He whispered in your ear. His voice sends shivers down your spine. You bit your lip, trying not to smile.

“oh yeah?” You tease. 

“Ohh yeah,” Jake smirks before he starts to kiss your neck.  You lean your head against his, moaning softly at his contact. He then starts sucking on your neck, wanting to leave a mark. You let out a breathy laugh, turning your head to face his. You both look at each other with wide grins, swaying slightly from side to side. 

“You look so beautiful right now,” Jake says. You giggle again looking down at the floor feeling a bit more shy now that you guys are alone. Jake turns your head back to face him before smashing his lips to yours. Your lips are soft against his as you both move in sync. 

Jake moves your body to face him before breaking the kiss to kiss your neck again. You moan and throw your head back as you bring your hands into his hair. Jake then guides you backward up against a tree before quickly going back to kissing your lips. 

It’s a bit sloppy considering you’re both drunk but it all felt so hot. Jake’s hands roam your body before he makes his way down to your ass, squeezing it. You smile into the kiss. He feels your smile before smiling himself. He continues to squeeze your ass before using it to push you against his hardened cock. 

Your smile quickly turns into a soft gasp. Jake finds your reaction funny as he smiles into the kiss again. Jake breaks the kiss causing you to whine.

“I wan- *kiss* try *kiss* somethin’ *kiss* “ Jake chuckles as you try and continue to kiss him. He guides you by your lower back to a flat rock for you to sit on. The cold surface of the rock helps to cool down your hot skin. 

Jake softly nudges your shoulders. “Lay back baby.” As you lay back, Jake picks up both of your legs by the back of your knee and makes it so that your legs are bent and your feet are resting at the edge of the rock. Jake comes in between your legs and slowly starts to kiss up your body. You close your eyes and giggle.

“It tickles.” You say smiling. He continues to kiss up your body until he reaches your tits, which were covered by your very skimpy top (which you wore specifically for Jake). 

“Mmm, I like this,” Jake says smirking. He plays with the beads from your top, admiring the way it fits your chest. You blush, eyes still on Jake, completely distracted by how hot he looks right now. You so badly want him to take care of the ache that’s starting to grow between your legs.

“Can I take it off?” Jake asks now staring into your eyes. You had a needy pout on your face that Jake was fucking obsessed with. You nod your head almost immediately. “Need your words, baby.” 

“Y-yes please.” Jake starts to take off your top, making sure he’s being as gentle as possible. His soft touches burn your skin. Once your top is off, Jake goes back to kissing your body. He makes his way around your chest area. You look at him, doe-eyed and lips parted. 

Your eyes don’t leave his figure, absolutely mesmerized by his actions. He looks up at you as he takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. You throw your head back, moaning. If you weren’t wet before, you’re definitely soaking now. Jake makes sure to show your other tit some love by groping it with his big hands, occasionally pinching lightly at your nipple. It was all starting to feel even more intense because Jake never took his eyes off you. Scanning your face. Reading your reactions. 

“J-Jake. S’good.” You whine while closing your eyes. He hums around your tit before lightly biting your peaked nipple. You let out an airy gasp. Your eyes shoot open to be met with Jake’s hungry eyes. 

“Eye’s on me, baby girl”. Jake releases his mouth from your tit, which is now glistening with his spit. He moves to your other tit, showing it the same love. The ache between your legs is starting to grow unbearable. You begin to rut your hips into his body, desperately looking for some relief. Jake releases your tit from his mouth before going back up to kiss your lips. 

You continue to grind your hips into his. Your hands gripping his hair as you both make out heavily. Jake breaks the kiss to kiss down your body again. He makes his way down to your loincloth, leaving wet kisses around it. He looks up at you, asking with his eyes. 

“Please, take it off.” You beg. Jake smirks as he unties it and reveals your wet cunt. 

“Damn baby you’re soaking.” A string of slick appears as he separates your loincloth from your body.

“Holy shit,” Jake groans at the sight. He’s never seen someone as perfect as you. He grabs the back of your thighs and pushes them back to where your legs are almost against your chest so that you are now on full display for him. You hiss as cool air hits your sensitive cunt, processing how exposed you are to him. Jake begins to kiss the back of your thighs occasionally biting your skin to tease. You whine. He’s so close to where you need him yet so far.

“Jake p-please,” you say out of breath. 

“Please what?” Jake says as he goes back to leaving wet kisses closer to your dripping core, now staring into your eyes. He’s got that stupid smirk on his face again. 

“I need you s’bad.” You beg.

“Y’have me,” Jake says as he starts to kiss away from your pussy. You whine again, throwing your head back in frustration. 

“Use your words and I’ll do whatever ya want.” Oh, he was enjoying every minute of this, watching you fall apart under his touch. He pinches the sensitive skin on your thigh. You squirm and huff out in frustration. 

“Please…need your mouth on my pussy,” you say, the alcohol giving you all of the courage you needed to say that.

Jake smiles. “Atta girl,”. He quickly moved his arms so that they were hooked over your hips to lock your legs in place. Jake didn’t waste any more time after that and dove in licking from your sopping hole and up to your clit. He wrapped his mouth around it. You let out the most pornographic moan as he started sucking on it. Your hands go straight to his hair, gripping to steady yourself for what’s about to come. 

You arch your back at the intense pleasure coursing through your body. Jake groans against your pussy sending vibrations up your spine. Jake looks up at you, taking in the sight before him. Your eyebrows are furrowed and you’re biting your lip. He separates from your cunt, causing you to whine and open your eyes. 

Jake spreads your thighs wider before pausing to look you in the eyes. He brings his fingers to your slippery cunt, using them to separate your folds. He then spits right on your clit. You let out a broken moan, dropping your head back down on the rock. Jake goes back to work on your throbbing clit as he starts to nod his head from side to side. 

“O-oh Jake,” you cry out. Your hand goes to grip on his arm that’s holding your legs down.

“Yeah, baby? Y’like that?” Jake asks. His voice was low and hoarse. You pick your head up to look at him. His mouth shining with your slick. The sight of him makes you even more wet. 

“Mhm..love it s’much.” You babble. You both keep eye contact as he goes down on you once again before thrusting his tongue inside your pussy. His mouth goes back up to your clit. He starts to give your clit sloppy kisses. Your cunt tightens around nothing as he continues to make out with your cunt.

You are a mess under him. Your legs trembling, your hands gripping onto anything around you, your breathing uneven. 

“Mmm, you taste so good, baby.” Jake releases the hold of one of your legs before plunging two thick fingers into your wet pussy. 

“Oh fuck!” You squeal, eyes rolling back. Jake groans as you immediately tighten around him. The squelching noise coming from the contact was so hot. Jake could not get over how wet and warm you felt. 

Jake thrusts his fingers in and out of your hole. His tongue flicked quickly over your clit. Everything was so messy now. Your juices and Jake’s spit mixed and trickled down to the rock underneath you. Your legs threaten to close around his head as he continues to assault your creamy pussy. You quickly start to feel the warmth bubbling in your stomach as your orgasm approaches. You tighten around Jake’s fingers signaling to him your close. 

“You close baby?” Jake asks, already knowing the answer. Jake looks up at you. Your head nodding fast, eyes tightly closed, and mouth open breathing heavily. 

“Yes yes so close Jake please.” You whine. Everything feels so hot and intense. His fingers curl, hitting that sweet spot. 

“Y-yes, right there!”

“Yeah? That the spot?.” Jake teases.

“Uh huh-fuck I’m g’na cum!” You pant. Your hips raise off of the rock.

“Look at me, look at me when you cum. C’mon, baby.” You use all of the strength you have to open your eyes and meet Jake’s eyes. “That’s it, good girl.”

You moan as Jake flicks his tongue over your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking harshly, his fingers continue to thrust at a fast pace, hitting that spot. All of this while he’s keeping that intense eye contact brings you over the edge and hard. 

“Sh-shit!” You moan loudly. Your hips rise higher off of the rock, legs shaking around Jake’s head. Your body jerks as your cunt pulses around Jake’s fingers as he helps you ride out your high. 

You had shut your eyes now as the pleasure became too intense and caused them to water. You arch your back as Jake continues to finger you. 

As you come down from your high you start to feel the overstimulation. Jake removes his fingers but continues to give sloppy kisses to your cunt. He growls against you. He was addicted to your taste, never wanting to stop.

“Jakee!” You squeal as he laps your dripping pussy. You throw your head back again before attempting to sit up to lightly push him away. Jake gives one final kiss on your clit before he starts kissing up your body. He reaches your lips, kissing eagerly. You whimper as you taste yourself on his lips. Both of you moaned into each other’s mouths before Jake broke the kiss. 

“Fuck baby,” he laughs “that was so hot.” You huff out a laugh before looking down at Jake’s prominent bulge. You look back at him before leaning in to kiss him again. As you kiss him you reach down, cupping his bulge. Jake groans into your mouth. You smile against his lips.

“Your turn.” 

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As Brittany Broski once said,

“I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism”

[livelaughlovetojiii]

i think i busted a nut at this. here’s something for y’all to enjoy while i’m writing 😘😘

[ronwestbreeze]

TO YOU , WORLDS AWAY : PART TWO : CHAPTER SIXTEEN

pairing: jake sully x fem!reader

summary: in which tinkers finally comes home..

word count: 3.4k

author's note: SURPRISE!!! i know it's not wednesday anymore but for my birthday i decided to post chapter sixteen for y'all hehe. hope you guy's enjoy chapter sixteen!

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Norm was the first person you saw when you gained some consciousness back. He was standing over you while using what looked like a tablet to scan your body. And you realized, through your foggy senses, that you weren’t back at the hut.

“Norm?”

Surprised by your voice, Norm scrambled closer to your side, giving you a small smirk, “Hey, Doc.”

The room you were in was moving. And it was too windy, smacking against some of your bare skin. You were breathing but with some help from a tube attached to your mask, even then it was still difficult to breathe in the air.

You furrowed your brows up at him, “What’s going on?”

He looked hesitant to respond, which told you something must’ve happened while you had been temporarily unconscious. The last thing you remembered was seeing Neytiri and then all of a sudden you just couldn’t breathe. If he was hesitant to tell you what was happening, then that must’ve meant you didn’t have a lot of time left.

Instead he said, “We’re taking you back to the Omatikaya, Y/N.”

If you had the energy to scream you would’ve. All you could really do was widen your eyes and snap, “What?! Norm, I already told you—”

“And I listened to you.” Norm said calmly, adjusting the tube on your mask. That was when you finally noticed that the room you were in wasn’t simply moving. It was instead that you were on a ship. You were mid air right now, flying through the night when you should’ve been back at that hut.

“Norm, turn this ship around!” You hissed at him weakly. He sighed at your stubbornness as you scowled at him. “I’ve told you already what I wanted! Just take me back to the Olangi—”

“I’m sorry, Doc.” Norm interrupted you, giving you a look that told that he really wasn’t sorry. “But it’s not my call to make.” When his eyes traveled past your face, you slowly turned your head to look outside the ship.

Flying next to it was an ikran. A few ikrans actually. But the one closest to the ship that you could see was Neytiri. From what you could see, she was leading most of the ikrans and the warriors flying them, never once leaving the side of the ship. It was then you remembered what she had told you before you had gone unconscious.

That she would not let you die. That she would not give up just as you were beginning to. And just by the sheer look of unyielding determination on her face, you knew you were not going to see that damn hut ever again.

When you looked back at Norm, he did little to hide the victorious smirk on his face. You frowned at him but lied your head back down, “You had something to do with this somehow.”

He shrugged, “Or maybe I was right, that’s a realistic possibility.”

“Fuck you, Spellman.”

You didn’t have the energy to fight this. To yell at them, to tell them that it was useless. All you did was let the exhaustion take over once more and lie there, allowing yourself to feel the cold wind whip against some of the bare skin that was still visible underneath all of the bandages. It was still a bit difficult to breathe.

For a moment, you closed your eyes.

“Hang in there.” Norm muttered to you, though you nearly missed it because of how loud the wind was against your ears. You felt his hand on your shoulder, squeezing it. “Hey, look where we are, Doc.”

Opening your eyes, you saw the Tree of Souls from high above. The way it glowed in the night so bright that you could spot it even though you were currently high in the air right now. You spotted more ikrans flying around the ship you were in and a crowd of Na’vi gathered around the tree below. You were in awe of it, nothing could ever change the fact that it was just as beautiful as the last time you had seen it.

You had heard Neytiri’s outcry and the rest of the warriors responding to it before you slipped back into a dazed sleep. It was the type of sleep that you’d go in and out of every few seconds. Like the moment you closed your eyes and then opened them once more, the ship had landed on a hill further away from the Tree of Souls. Norm was rushing around, his mouth was moving but you could barely make out the words.

The next time you opened your eyes, the hospital gown you had been wearing was now gone and instead you were wrapped in long grass. It was colder and a part of you—a silly part of you—wanted to ask for a blanket. But no words left your lips. You were just too tired.

You were being carried the next time you opened your eyes. Neytiri’s voice was somewhere close by.

But you finally came to when you were lying under the Tree of Souls. This way, it was a lot prettier. You could almost understand why Grace was so amazed, so at peace when she had been lying here in your place.

And that very thought made you remember why you were here.

Neytiri was at your side, you finally noticed. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was moving. It looked as if she were praying. Slowly, you reached out your hand to her arm, causing her to meet your gaze.

“Do not move too much.” She told you.

You shook your head, “We don’t have to do this. The last time, with Grace—”

“It will work.” Neytiri told you firmly. Gently, she placed your hand back at your side, placing her other hand comfortingly on your shoulder. “You have survived this long. I would not doubt you now.”

They didn’t want to listen. Both Norm and Neytiri. Or perhaps it was because you were too pessimistic. Grace did say you weren’t always optimistic. But you had to be the rational one at least and manage one’s expectations. That way they wouldn’t be disappointed. That way she wouldn’t cause them any more heartbreak.

“What if it doesn’t?” You blinked away tears.

Neytiri frowned but didn’t respond right away. Instead she took on a thoughtful expression. You saw she was keeping her own tears at bay as well. “Then I am glad we saw you again. I am glad that you would be with Eywa and not alone.”

Before you could question what she meant by “we”, the sound of an ikran landing drew both yours and Neytiri’s attention. Your vision blurred as more tears pricked at the corners of your eyes the moment your gaze had settled on the rider of the ikran.

Jake was fast as he made his way toward the tree. He had changed over the past five years. His body fuller and his hair longer and in thick dreads nearly past his shoulders. Of course, he looked larger next to you considering you were in human form while he was…He was one of them.

God, now you were afraid. Now you were worried that when all of this went wrong, he’d be there to see you die. You didn’t want this.

But god, you were so happy to see him.

Neytiri scooted out of the way when Jake knelt down next to your body, staring down at you in disbelief. “Y/N?”

You smiled sadly, “Jake.”

Jake reached his hand out and gently took one of your smaller ones into his hand. You latched onto him instantly. Just touching him, just seeing him again, it made it so much harder. So much more sadder for you to go through with this.

“You know how this goes, Jakesully.” Mo’at’s voice filled your ears but you could not see her. Jake’s other hand rested against your cheek as the Tsahik continued. “For this to work she must pass through the Eye of Eywa and return.”

He nodded, his hand tightening around yours. “She will.” You didn’t know who he was trying to convince more. Mo’at or himself. Or maybe you. “She is a lot tougher than me,” He chuckled, though his glassy eyes did not match. “She can do it.”

You wanted to hold onto him tighter, you wanted him to stay by your side. But a sudden wave of exhaustion hit you, this time a lot heavier than before. Your fingers weakly let go of his grasp or maybe it was just that he had disappeared from your side. So did Neytiri.

There were voices melded together, almost like chanting. Mo’at’s voice was both close and far away at the same time.

Then the brightest light you had ever seen struck your vision. And suddenly the Tree of Souls was gone, Mo’at was gone, the crowd of Na’vi was gone, Jake was gone…

There was nothing but this light. This alluring light….

When it came to Eywa, you were back and forth with it. Grace admired the idea of Eywa, a spiritual being that all the Na’vi looked to. Worshiped. It was always so enthralling watching them give thanks to her in so many different ways. So intriguing to watch the Tsahik work as both the healer and spiritual leader of the clan. You, on the other hand, had trouble fully believing if this being was truly something to look to. Something to pray to.

You never thought you’d find the answer until you walked into a lab you hadn’t seen in years. It was the same one at Hell’s Gate, which you had no doubt was all in ruins and ashes. None of it should’ve existed. Yet here you were, standing in the middle of it.

That’s when you realized you were standing. That’s when you realized the bandages were gone from your body and instead were the clothes you last wore before the battle. Before you had supposedly ‘died”.

And here was Grace Augustine, standing before you with a cocky smirk, her hands shoved into her lab coat pockets.

“Grace?” You gaped at her.

Grace grinned, “Long time no see, Tinkers.”

A wave of relief and happiness washed over you as you rushed toward her to hug the woman. It felt real. It felt real when her arms wrapped around you in return, it felt real when you buried your face into her shoulder, staining her lab coat with your tears.

“I can’t believe you’re here.” You croaked.

“I’ve always been here, kiddo. You just needed to notice with your thick skull and all.” The both of you pulled away. Grace cupped your face in her hands, wiping the tears away from your cheeks. “Now where have you been?”

“I—”

Grace shook her head and you realized it wasn’t a question that needed an answer, “It doesn’t matter. I’m just glad you’re here.”

Your face fell, “Wait…does that mean it didn’t work?”

You were confused when she began grinning at you and then pinching your cheek, “So you do want it to work! And here I thought you would be a full on party pooper about it!”

“I was being realistic—”

Grace waved you off, “Believe me, kiddo. I know you. I know all about you being realistic. Used to drag you down but you could never see that. Refused to see it actually. Sometimes I wondered if you wanted to be miserable just to be miserable—”

“I did not!” You scowled, crossing your arms.

“Then what’s your goal here, Tinkers?” The playful grin was nowhere to be seen now. Instead, Grace looked at you with a certain care only a mother would have for her child. A serious and stern look that told you there would be no lies between the two of you. “Why are you trying so hard to remain alone even when I know that is not what you want? It’s just me, Tinkers. You can tell me, you know.”

You were quiet and instead of crossing your arms defensively, you took to hugging yourself. You couldn’t imagine being anymore vulnerable here with anyone else other than Grace.

“It just seems easier.” You mumble. “When I’m alone I don’t lose anyone.”

Grace frowned, “Except yourself.”

“That’s a lot less heartbreaking, don’t you think?”

Grace leaned against the desk she had been sitting at before you entered. “I hate to break it to you, kid, but we lose people at some point. It’s just the way life works. We’re always going to lose someone we love.”

“But it shouldn’t have been you.” You whispered. Grace nodded understandingly, her own eyes emotional. “You did not deserve to die. You should’ve gotten more time.”

Grace smiled sadly, “It’s unfair. Which is also the way life works, ma ‘ita.” She then stood and approached you, grabbing both of your arms gently. “But you have time. You have them waiting for you. Jake, Neytiri…” Her smile grew bigger, “and my daughter, Kiri.”

Kiri. Spider had mentioned her. And so did Neytiri. In fact, she had said multiple times that you had to meet her. You had no clue what she was talking about then nor had much time to think about what she had meant. But now that Grace had revealed a question unasked, it all fell into place.

“You have a daughter?” You gripped her arms, “Grace, you have a daughter?!”

She grinned down at you, “Yes. And I have waited long enough for you to finally meet her.” She then brushed back some hair strands out of your face. “But first, I have to ask before you leave. You love Jake, right?”

This question was definitely the last thing you expected from her. While yes, she had teased you in the past about your relationship with him but she had never pulled you aside to have a serious conversation about it. Better to do it now in the afterlife then, you supposed.

“Yes, of course I do.” You said honestly. “But I’m worried it’s too late. I’ve been gone for five years…”

Grace rolled her eyes, “If you really think that, then you do have a thicker skull than I thought.” She then ushered you toward another doorway. “Now go, you’ve got someone waiting for you. And it’s rude to keep people waitin’, Tinkers.”

You frowned and grabbed her hand before she pushed you out, “Will this be the last time I see you?”

“Of course not, kid.” She squeezed your hand. “I’ll always be here.”

That was nice. That was good. Hearing her say that, you knew that it was true.

You smiled, this time without tears. Genuinely. “It’s good to see you, Grace.”

Grace returned your smile, “Glad they finally found you, kid.” You let go of her hand and went toward the door she had guided you toward before. She then spoke up again, “And when you get back to the others, when you meet Kiri, keep an eye on her will you? I think she would like to meet you.”

“I will.” You grinned. “I can’t wait to meet her.”

“Bye, Tinkers.”

“Bye, Grace.”

The forest greeted you next when you walked out the doorway. You felt taller, different, and stronger this time. You looked down at your hands and realized they were blue. Did that mean it was working? Were you already in your avatar body as of now? If so, why were you still here? Who else did Grace want you to meet?

There was a little creek nearby with smaller fishes swimming about. The sun peeked through the tall green trees and the world just felt so alive. So peaceful here. In a way, you wished you could stay in this little area. Watch the sun set and then the day comes once again. Hide away here for the rest of your life, away from the chaos.

You knelt down in front of the creek, catching a glimpse at your reflection in the waters. It too was blue like your hands.

When you blinked, a familiar face appeared next to you in the reflection.

“It’s beautiful here, isn’t it?” Tsu’tey asked as you glanced up to look at him standing beside you.

You shouldn’t have been so surprised to find him here. To figure out that if he was here with you, with Eywa, then he was long gone from the world that waited for you.

Tsu’tey smiled at you knowingly as you stood. “No tears for me, tsmuke?”

In truth, there were none. Either they had all dried out from your brief reunion with Grace or, in some strange way, you had always known that he had passed. You wrote it off as paranoia before but seeing him here now, it only confirmed what you had already known.

“I know you died a great warrior’s death. There is no need for tears.” You smiled back at him. “You taught me that, tsmukan.”

Tsu’tey laughed and pulled you into a hug, one that you returned instantly by wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Eywa watches you. And I know what you think but your time to be with us has not come yet.”

You pulled away and frowned, “You think I will live?”

He nodded, walking toward the other side of the creek. His knelt down, his hand hovering just a feather above the water. The fish swim away from his shadow. “I think you’ve earned a rest. But it is not here. It is with your people.”

“The Sky People?”

“No, you skxawng!” Tsu’tey rolled his eyes. “The Omatikaya is your home now. It is your family. It’s time you’ve come home, tsmuke.”

You remembered the last conversation you had with Tsu’tey before the both of you had gone off into the battle. You remember his words, the brief happiness you had felt. Before you never really could figure out what type of emotion you had felt then besides that happiness.

Now that you were here, with Tsu’tey nodding toward you encouragingly, with Neytiri’s words still flying in your mind, you realized this acceptance had been in your hands the entire time.

All you had to do was see it.

“One thing before you go.” Tsu’tey said as your surroundings began to shimmer. You nodded, waiting for him to continue. “Wear my necklace? I believe you did not get the chance until now.”

You smiled warmly, “I will. Where is it?”

Tsu’tey smirked up at you, raising his chin proudly. “It is with the Toruk Makto. And he is waiting for you.”

The light had come once more. Tsu’tey was gone. The forest was gone. But you were there. Heart racing. Waiting to be brought back.

You were alive. You were alive. You were alive.

When Mo’at had silenced the chants, little Kiri was the first to move toward the two bodies.

“Kiri!” Her mother called in a hushed whisper. But Kiri kept going until she was close enough to the avatar. She could feel a certain energy she could not figure out just yet at the young age of five, but she had known it all of her life, ever since she had been born. It was a part of her now.

And it drew her to this stranger. To this woman her mother had brought back and called her tsmuke. She wondered, despite her young mind, why it was that she was called to this stranger. Why the woman strangely resembled the girl in her dreams.

She did not understand. But she watched and waited.

Her grandmother stood over the avatar, waiting quietly. It was like the whole forest had gone silent by then, all eyes on the two bodies.

It seemed and felt like they waited for a long time. A sad look crossed Mo’at’s face when nothing happened. Kiri didn’t like that. She didn’t like what that meant.

In a small voice, Kiri said to the sleeping body, “Hello?”

Seconds went by before she saw her mouth twitch. Kiri’s little gasp drew Mo’at’s attention back to the sleeping body. Her face twitched again and then her eyelids fluttered.

When you opened your eyes, when you came to life, you were met with wide curious yellow eyes.

She looked in awe when you looked at her. And it was crazy how much you saw Grace in the girl. It was startling and yet comforting at the same time.

You smiled at the girl, “Hi.”

You were alive. You were alive. You were alive.

Finally.

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Again | Jake Sully (nsfw)

Pairing : Jake Sully X Recom female reader ( human before )

Warnings : Mention of coronel Miles Quaritch, Neytiri, Tsu'tey. mention of death, cheating, age gap { Reader in her early twenties, Jake in his late thirties } p in v sex { Reader is virgin } masturbation { fem receiving } mentions of angst (not too graphic, but a warning all the same!

Word acount : 6k

Summary : After you die, Jake never thought he’d see you again, but after fifteen years, the RDA brings " you " back.

I apologize in advance if there are grammatical errors. English is not my first language, and I wrote this with the help of the translator.

Chapter two

Jake was going crazy.

It was no longer a secret to the clan or Neytiri how close he was to you in recent months, and part of him didn’t care to hide it.

Not after fifteen years away from you, he would never forgive himself, no matter how hard he tried, that feeling that he’d done something wrong was there every time he remembered your face, that lifeless face that haunted him for years.

He met you still on earth, despite you being much younger than him, you two used to hook up and even though you two never had a serious relationship, it was much more than just sex. And then everything happened so fast, his twin brother dies on the same planet you’re also going to, then he has no other option besides accepting the invitation that was extended to him. 

You were the Colonel’s squad and do what he told you to do, while Jake was in the Avatar program trying to learn more about the Na'vis, not even he realized how it happened but you two grown apart and even though he would never admit, he knew that Neytiri was the reason. 

So you take orders and don’t think twice about destroying the Hometree, he never understood but also can’t blame you. You were never the most civilized person he knew, but you certainly didn’t have a bad heart, so all your emotionlessness about the lives you took away was some kind of punishment for him. 

He tried, eywa knows he tried to change your mind, but you’ve always been stubborn and now that Quaritch had manipulated you, he knew there was no turning back, but Jake still wanted to know why you were doing this, and he never was able to forget the anger, the pain in your eyes, the betrayal in your voice when you say that was because he was able to betray his own race, betray the woman he said he loved for a Na'vi he met months ago. On that day, Jake didn’t have much time to argue because you’d been hit in the chest by Neytiri’s sharp arrow.

He couldn’t hate her because all she was doing was protecting her people, her planet, but there's a part of him that would never forgive her for killing you, the woman he was in love with.

Moving on was difficult, he was grief for your death, being haunted by your lifeless face and all the memories you two had together, but Neytiri was there, so thoughtful to him that it did not take long for that attraction to become something more, then they mated she was now his mate and Jake becomes the Olo'eyktan of the clan, bonds have been forged in fire and blood and years pass, he’s smarter, older and has a family now, but he wasn’t expecting the RDA goes so far creating recombinants with DNA from the deceased soldiers, Quaritch, and his squad was back but at this time he was more concerned about you, years later as recom.

He wondered if you’d remember him, Jake desperately wanted to know if you still would feel something when you saw him, despite being older, certainly not attractive as before, unlike you who despite your avatar features looked exactly like your human form, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Eywa never makes mistakes. Maybe that’s why you were taken to his hut with a big arm wound caused by Tsu'Tey’s arrow, he wouldn’t let another demon like you destroy his home, but he changes his mind when the ancient spirits surround you. Abusing his authority, the Olo'eyktan decides that you stay to learn more then you can go, Jake was not even thinking that letting you stay was risky, the RDA would look for you, but he can not avoid wanting to be near you even if you're avoiding him, even though some people of the clan was commenting or how their children asked why he spent so much time with you, Jake was not even caring about his mate’s jealousy, he loved Neytiri and that wasn’t a secret, but he loved you much more.

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You were no longer yourself but still had the memories of your old self, and the same regret was there for the destruction that had caused to Pandora. 

Maybe it was a new feeling, or it was the old memories that clouded your mind every time you observe Jake, he looked different, older, yet attractive, but the anger was there maybe caused by the memories of how the feelings he said he had for you meant nothing, the anger was also there for Neytiri, this was not a memory but a video that the General Ardmore showed you at the time of your death and perhaps the worst part was that the man who claimed to love you was with her leaving your lifeless body for the RDA.

Revenge is the only reason you decide to stay, but the real, ultimate indignity of it all is that was those old memories that seemed to betray you or Pandora’s breathtaking beauty, but it didn’t seem fair to destroy the planet once again, any part of you wanted to hurt Jake Sully or is it some kind of illness, an infection that has taken hold you, perhaps it was those ancient spirits that surrounded you in the Omaticaya forest that have bewitched you, any option no matter how stupid it seems was better than admitting that once again you are being betrayed by your own feelings.

“ Utral Aymokriyä, is the tree of voices, if you connect your queue here we can hear the voices of our ancestors "

You close your eyes as your tail coiled tightly low around your leg, trying to refrain from the wave of anger that runs through your body as you hear the Olo'eyktan’s voice, his interest in showing you some more of life in Pandora infuriating you. Annoyed you how he made sure to teach you bow and arrow, he always wanted to be the one to teach you more of the tradition of the Omaticaya clan, and you didn’t like being around the Sully and even less how his voice sounded every time he taught you something like he was happy to be teaching you more about their customs, not even your fiercest scowl seem to discourage his attempts to converse with you.

And even though that was one of the most beautiful places that you had already seen, it didn’t feel right to be in a sacred place, not after all you do to Pandora.

" Are you okay ? " He slowly approaches and reaches out to touch your shoulder.

The feeling of his hand makes you open your eyes, quickly hissing and moving away. Jake is at least startled that was the first time you hissed at him, a bold move considering he was now the Olo'eyktan of the clan, but he walks away feeling your anger and not wanting to start the argument he’s been avoiding for months.

" Don’t touch me " You say, staring at him with furrowed eyebrow

You don't quite understand the reason for the reaction, although you don't regret it, preferring to believe it was just the pent-up anger that happened years ago. Your heart leaps at the thought that the real reason for your overreaction is that you missed his touch and not know how to react to it. You want to get out of there, you want to move your feet and get out of that tension that quickly built up ten times worse than before, you want to escape his gaze on your neck like a weight but you can't.

Jake eyed you carefully, his mind clouding with one of the memories of you two together just when they arrived in Pandora, he didn’t remember pretty well the reason but you were jealous, a wide smile on his face remembering that you did exactly what you did now, and Instinctively he found himself making the same move he did that night holding your hand still much smaller than his own, he expects you to do exactly what you did that night but you keep standing there because your body is betraying you, and you don't really want move away from his touch which him take as encouragement, stepping closer behind you.

Jake just stands there his chest pressed against your back while he stayed there waiting for you to calm down, he doesn’t know what to do, but when he realizes Jake’s already nesting his nose against your soft hair, his heart thump against his rib cage and something in his lower belly leap you still smell so good that he is almost purring with the familiar scent, one of his ears tremble, and his tail coiled under your ankle

He cursed himself when your body leaps turning away from him turning to stare at him with the same angry gaze as before your furrowed brows, embarrassed now Jake feels his ears flatten back as he expects you to insult him as you did in all the other times he dared to try to touch you, and yet you remain quiet and Jake swears he can see how your gaze looks a little different now but no matter how hard he tries, he can’t decipher. 

"Stop, stop doing that, " You say poking his large chest with your index finger causing him to lurches back " That’s wrong, you have family, a mate. " 

He tilts his head to the side as if he's trying to figure out what you’re just saying and then something clicks in his mind, you realized what he was doing from the beginning even though it was Instinctively, Jake was trying to make you his mate.

He made sure to teach you personally everything about the clan, and he was not hard on you as he was with the others, Jake even let you speak as you wanted with him. He never stopped loving you but he never thought you realized his true intentions, he never thought that would work, that it that gaze so different was because you wanted him too, maybe not as your mate but you wanted him and your annoyance was obvious cause you to disapprove his actions and he also but couldn’t help himself. He loved you more than his mate, he wanted you to be the mother of his children, Jake wanted to change your mind that day because it would save him years of suffering for you. 

He doesn’t notice what he’s doing until he walks up to you holding your face tight stopping you from moving, your heavy breathing as your eye focusing on anything behind him, so you don’t have to look into his eyes, would be too much when you tried for months not to fall in love with him again.

" I wanted to say I’m sorry for betraying my own race but I don’t, my only regret was betraying you, letting you die. Maybe I’ll regret later for doing what I’m gonna do now but I’m not thinking very well, I don’t think clearly since I saw you, the woman loves most in all my life"

Your tail lashes, the irrational part of you content to hear what Jake says. It feels like a weight is lifted off your shoulder, your heart lurches as he leans forward to rest his forehead on yours, and Instinctively you close your eyes, feeling the positively scorching soft touch of his finger caressing against the skin of your cheeks, your stomach gives a kind of nervous tremor at the thought of why he is doing it, your brain almost stops completely when he leans press a kiss on your lips.  

For a split seconds, Jake panics when you don’t kiss him back, and he pulls back only to be surprised by your smaller hands wrapping around his waist as you insistently kiss his lips, nibbling lightly, and he hums and purrs against your mouth. It’s frantic, passionate, and overwhelming, and your eyes practically roll when you allow him to kiss you with his tongue. 

When one of his big hands falls from your face to the bottom of your thighs and envelops the tender flesh there pulling you up, you release a kind of gasping embarrassing moan against his mouth as your leg winds against his waist, It seems the apex of all his hopes and desperate dreams over the past few months, and Jake can't hardly believe that he’s kissing and touching you like that after all these years, it feels like a dream. 

It doesn’t take long for you to feel the soft bioluminescence moss of the ground against your back, cursed yourself when he pulls back, and you chase his lips, Jake just chuckles, lowering his head to kiss your neck, humming with satisfaction when you tilt your head to the side enough so that he sucks the skin there, your eyes widen in shock because you don't know how to react with the new feeling that shivers your whole body. He pulls back, hovering over you, his pupils are blown wide, his tail caressing provocatively your legs. When he holds your hips tight, forcing his growing length under his loincloth against your open legs, you gasp on how big he is and once again he just chuckles resting his head against your sternum pulling the fabric of your white tank top down.

His tongue is gentle, sliding from your breast over one of your nipple, sucking and circulating his warm tongue there, you arch your back allowing him to do because the feeling is so good that you groan his name, his amber eyes shoot to glance your face of pleasure your body squirm beneath him and Jake tongue goes out to lick your other nipple. You were so beautiful, furrowed eyebrows, mouth slightly open, that drop of sweat that was already beginning to form on your forehead.

" I’ll make you feel good, ma tìyawn "

The sound of Jake's low voice goes directly to your cunt that pulses eagerly with promise and with the affectionate nickname of his voice, a smug smile grows on his face when he realizes it is your scent that lingers in the air tells him how much you like it, and he does it again just to feel your sex throb as he rubs on you.

" You like it when I call you ma tìyawn, don’t you? He whispers, burying his face in your neck, " I feel it "

Even though he’s not seeing anything all you can do is nodded quickly, your cunt clenching around nothing once again hearing his words, your throbbing clit the sodden fabric of its slick folds starts to become a little uncomfortable, so you push his hips with your knee so that he moves away taking his hand up to your cargo pants hoping that he does something and Jake's quick to quickly grope the button to unzip the pants pulling them over your ankle. Your legs close in the failed attempt to avoid his lust gaze but a pair of his strong hands effortlessly keep them apart, that makes you a little embarrassed, slight flushing spreading down your cheeks

" Don’t hide Y/n, I want to see, " he says, a smile playing on his lips as his fingers search for your neglected clit.

You let out a soft sigh as his fingers circled your clit, and he leaned once again your small hands holding his face, kissing him again. Your lips moved against him slowly with more delicacy than before, the burning sensation in his abdomen consuming him, your hands exploring his back down to his waist when you undid the ties of his loincloth releasing his hard cock the leaking tip with pre-cum, Jake is quick to move his fingers to your entrance pushing one finger stretching you out, and you break the kiss choking with burning a little pain there, nothing had entered there before. Your ears have now flattened once again when he stops noticing the discomfort on your face.

" I’m sorry ma tìyawn, I didn’t know " He kisses your temple. 

It only takes a few minutes for the pain to disappear, and you jerk your hips, and he quickly understands what to do, Jake focused his thumb on your clit slowly slides two fingers, splitting you open to what was to come. When he felt you adjusting to him, he started fucking you with his fingers, pumping in and out of your wet center, the already overwhelming sensation that your cunt clenching around his fingers your mouth open in a silent moan when he sucks your nipples and grind his cock against your thigh. The pleasure becomes almost too much, grabbing his biceps for some kind of comfort and his muscles flexing over your soft touch, and that makes the coil in his stomach tenser with the simple touch of your hands.

But then he draws his fingers away from your entrance, looking deep into your eyes waiting for any kind of doubt but all Jake finds are the aroused lust and what he swears to be the same gaze that you has when you looked at him when you were in love, your eyes soften guiding his painfully hard cock to your entrance, pushing the tip in. With your hot and wet sex engulfing him, he realizes that stretching hurts when your eyes water, Jake is quick to kiss you to give you some kind of comfort, you’re sucking him greedily anyway, panting with the feeling of being filled, and when he finally got to the bottom, his tight balls rested against your ass and the tip in of his cock poked you cervix, making a needy moan come out of your mouth when you break the kiss with a string of drool.

" Please Jake " a whine came out from you.

He moans, needing no more incentive than that starting to come out of you, before pushing back and setting a slow pace immediately, his big hands grab your thighs, and you circle your legs around his hips getting a better angle, your tits swaying when his hips meet yours, his cock reaching even deeper inside you and your hands were desperately grabbing his back needing something to hold on to, and it hit him like a wave, the most intense feeling he’s ever experienced years ago has filled his body again, his heart, his head, is everywhere, it was not the bond of tsaheylu, but Jake could say it seemed way much more intimate than that just from you heavily gaze into his eyes he knew that you could feel his love, the regret, the need he had for you and the pain he endured in the last years. 

" I like you Jake " You murmured, holding his back tighter.

The captivating sound of your voice matching what you just said made his heart skip in a beat. The feeling was overwhelming, he could never have denied his feelings towards you, his cock pounding in your tight cunt without stopping and a slight change in the angle made the tip of his cock hit that spongy spot inside you all the time, making you say his name as a prayer, your euphoria starting to form in the inside lower part of your stomach.

" I love you so much ma tìyawn " he gasped in your sensitive ear, making the two squirm at the confession.

He could feel he was near but he wanted you two to came together, his finger circling your clit rudely and his hips stuttering against yours is enough, your walls clinging so tightly that he only manages to bury deeper into you with one last thrust causes your vision to darken and his muscles to relax when your body trembles beneath him, when Jake groans your name tirelessly and fills you with his sperm hot and thick. His breath is heavily, and he buries his face into your neck, kissing there, enjoying the warmth of their sweaty and overworked bodies before rolling off over you with his slowly dripping sperm.

He lay in his back, now pressed against the soft moss of the forest, your eyes closing and Jake smiles pleased as you seem exhausted completely, he pulls his arms over your shoulder pulling you closer, and you are quick to nest your face against his chest, still bright. Your tail curling over his ankle when you fall asleep. And for a moment he doesn't know exactly what to do, so he decides to rest a little and then in the morning would handle the situation.

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can u make a enemies to lovers with neteyam or jake? x fem!reader? xx!!

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Pairing: Jake Sully/fem!reader

Summary: Y/n doesn't like being outranked by Corporal Jake Sully, and Jake doesn't like Corporal Y/n's attitude. This rivalry eventually stretches past their human existence.

Warnings: Military attitude, one-way thinking, implied brutal death, enemies to tolerated allies to lovers, alien prejudice/racism? (that one's a little tough to word I guess), swearing, etc.

Word Count: 2k+

A/N: Thank you for your patience, and sorry it took so long!

Also, Jake and Neytiri don't end up getting together and having kids in this one. I couldn't bear to do my Mama dirty like that.

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Corporal Y/n L/n was many things. Tough, capable, determined, and loyal. The RDA was lucky to have her... at least that's what she tells people. No task was impossible and no mission was too dangerous. Y/n followed her orders down to a tee, so you could imagine the anger she felt when her loyalty was shoved aside in exchange for wheelchair-bound Corporal Jake Sully.

There's no such thing as an ex-marine, and yet Y/n has never met the next closest thing until she met Jake. Honorably discharged after the loss of his legs in Venezuela, Jake was only in Pandora for the sake of the RDA not having to waste millions of dollars on an avatar whose rider, Jake's twin, is dead. Technically, Jake shouldn't have been mingling with the war dogs at Hell's Gate and should've stuck to the scientists. But Selfridge and Quaritch had other plans and had asked Jake to go undercover as their eyes and ears among the Na'vi.

Y/n didn't think Jake deserved all the credit he had been given after he managed to insert himself with the Omatikaya, and she voiced her opinion to him, "What'd you have to do? Bat your cat eyes at them?"

Jake knew when he was being mocked, clenching his jaw and narrowing his eyes back at her, "They accepted me after I told them I was a warrior from a neighboring clan."

"Seriously? What clan?"

He had the gall to look bashful in front of her, the tips of his ears turning pink while muttering under his breath, "The Jarhead Clan?"

She laughed in disbelief and likely disgust, "Are you kidding me? 'They fell for that? If it's that easy, maybe Quaritch doesn't need you after all. I bet we could just walk in there claiming we're all from the Jarhead Clan."

"They're smarter than they look, and I don't see you volunteering yourself to communicate with them." The marine sassed back, his attitude getting the better of him.

"They're not worth my time," Y/n shrugged, nonchalantly, "They're clearly not smart enough to handle me if they ate up your punk ass lies."

"You don't exactly have anything better to do. Other than complaining, I guess."

She snaps her attention back to the man in the wheelchair, eyes glaring into his soul. It wasn't every day someone had the guts to match Y/n's cold exterior, and she didn't appreciate being badmouthed by the rookie who just got a lucky shot of working the same rank as her, "Watch yourself, Sully."

He smiled, the bastard, turning his chair in the direction he wanted to go, wheeling away, "I gotta head out. Unlike some folk, I actually have a mission to accomplish."

~~~

The scientists were moving out. Apparently, Dr. Augustine was spooked at the idea of Parker breathing down the neck of her operation so she's bringing her avatar team up to Site 26 in the mountains, Sully included.

Y/n was strutting down the hall and happened to catch Jake after he left the control room to let Quaritch know what was going on. She noticed a suspicious-looking smile on the marine's face and something didn't sit right with her at the sight of it. Without much thought, she held her foot out and it abruptly stops the wheelchair in its tracks. Jake peered up at her, his smile quickly fading when he realized who it was, his jaw tightening.

"You're smiling." She stated her observation out loud, gracing him with a frown to match, "It's not a good look, much less a normal look for you. Just remember whose side you're on, Sully."

How could she have possibly known what he might be thinking? She couldn't have known he was smiling at the thought of getting away, wanting to forget all about this place in exchange for seeing this world through the eyes of Neytiri.

No. There's no way she could know that. As suspicious as Y/n was, she was blind to everything Jake has experienced out there. He leans close, staring up at her with those hard, daring eyes, "I do. My side."

~~~

It bothered Y/n to learn Jake had betrayed them. Did she expect it? Obviously. So it bothered her all the more that she expected it. She could have prevented this by stopping Jake from leaving or reporting him to Quaritch, so why did she let him go?

She decides that she can fix this mistake by helping blow up Hometree and further help in the battle waiting for them in the Hallelujah Mountains.

Did she feel regret watching the magnificent tree crash down, likely killing hundreds of Na'vi in the process? Only for a moment, her mindset now on her orders to return back to Hell's Gate. Best foot forward, she manned the gun as they flew to the Tree of Souls, only to be ambushed by the Na'vi, astride direhorses, and ikran. Y/n didn't feel regret gunning down as many as she could after watching the bastards kill her friends and acquaintances, people she worked with for years and formed bonds with living on a moon so far away from home.

She was thrown from her gunship, however, before she could fully enact her revenge. As she fell to her death, she watched the battle going on above her. She watched her gunship being tossed around by the devil itself, the Great Leonopteryx, larger than any ikran she had ever seen. The beast and its rider, Toruk Makto himself, smashed Y/n's gunship against the side of one of the floating mountains, and she's forced to watch it explode in debris and flame. Her heart drops, however, when the blades of the ship came spiraling through the air and toward her falling form.

That was the last thing she remembered before everything went black.

~~~

FIFTEEN YEARS LATER...

Instead of black, she's blinded by an overly bright hospital light. Only, Y/n wasn't in a hospital and she felt like she was lying on top of a stainless steel dissection table. Disorientated and sore, Y/n focused on the voice of the doctors (were they doctors?) surrounding her field of vision. They instruct her to take it easy and flex her fingers. When she lifts her hand to do so, she's suddenly wide awake and self-aware.

Her hand was blue.

~~~

Following her resurrection came the other Recoms of Project Phoenix. Z-Dog and Wainfleet were next, then Ja, Brown, Fike, Lopez, Prager, Walker, Warren, Mansk, and Zhang. Most of them she knew back at Hell's Gate, or at the very least was acquainted with them. Finally, Quaritch came to and Y/n couldn't lie how entertaining it was to watch the colonel wake up and immediately kick in his fight or flight mode. It didn't help that Lyle thought it would be a great idea to greet Quaritch with his new ugly avatar mug. Later on, Wainfleet admitted that he already forgot about his new body and didn't think how the colonel would react, and in response, Y/n laughed and called him an idiot.

~~~

Their temporary resurrection and reunion were cut short when they arrived back on Pandora. Quaritch gets them to work immediately after receiving his orders from Ardmore and the Recoms are sent out into the wild to test out and see if the moon would react to their presence. So far, they hadn't triggered any immune response. No animal attacked them and the plant life kept still. The new and improved avatars track down the old shack where Quaritch breathed his last breaths, locating his remains and extracting the old footage from the AMP suit.

What they didn't expect to find there was a human boy, running around, acting like one of the Na'vi, apart from his breathing mask and exo-pack. He was about sixteen and clearly someone who had been left behind in the initial evacuation when the humans were driven off Pandora. When they captured him, he introduced himself as Spider Socorro, none other than Paz and Quaritch's son. But Spider wasn't very adamant at the idea of the colonel standing over him being his sperm donor.

"You're not my father! My Dad is Toruk Makto! He's on his way to save me! He knows I'm here, and he's going to kill every single one of you!"

That bit of information only enraged Quaritch even further, and Y/n couldn't exactly blame him. First, Jake betrayed his own kind, killed many humans, forced them to go home with tails tucked between their legs, and now he's raised Quaritch's son up and brainwashed him to be an animal.

The Recoms take Spider's threat to heart and secure him, keeping him tied up in the center of their circle as they wait for Ardmore to come and pick them up. It was dark and it had started to rain. They kept their backs to each other and kept their eyes peeled on the jungle line. And yet, they never saw him coming.

It was all a blur. Due to the darkness and the rain, Y/n was one second too late to realize that she had been separated from the group as the Recoms were getting picked off, one by one. There was the familiar sound of a grenade launcher being triggered before Y/n had the time to dive down and cover herself to the best of her ability. The explosion goes off somewhere nearby and her ears begin to ring, debris of dirt sprinkling down on top of her. The shouts from her team slowly die away, following the sound of Ardmore's ship picking them up. She tries catching her breath, her mind not yet realizing what had happened just as hands began to grab at her shoulders, her instincts driving her to fight or flight mode.

She kicks them away and scrambles to put a distance between herself and the stranger, lifting her AR in her arms and pointing in their direction. In front of her stood a tall Na'vi man, only he had the traits of an avatar-- a very familiar avatar.

The snarl she let out wasn't as human as she was used to. It was more feral and she tried not to let it surprise her, "Shit. Sully."

Jake Sully's eyebrows furrow at the voice, eyes frantically scanning her form. Definitely an avatar but dressed in camo and currently pointing an AR at his face. The voice sounded strangely familiar, but it wasn't until he noticed the name patch on her bulletproof vest did his eyes widen in recognition. He peered back up at her eyes, tilting his head, "L/n?"

She cursed again, rage pooling through her eyes as she gnashed her sharp teeth at him, "Traitor!"

Y/n goes to pull the trigger, but something from behind had clubbed her in the crook of her leg, forcing the limb to give in and collapse against her will. She shouts and the trigger slips, the gunfire missing Jake by an inch as he barrels forward when the moment of opportunity strikes. He wrestles the rifle out of Y/n's hands and pushes her to the ground, using the orange slap-cuffs she possessed and using them against her, restraining her hands behind her back. Y/n snarls and hisses like a wild animal caught in a trap, her ears and tail lashing violently as she's forced face down into the mud, the whole front side of her wet and cold with the rainfall still pouring like nobody's business. With her head tilted off to the side, she realized her attacker was none other than Spider with a large branch still heavy in his hands. With his captive secure, Jake stood up and stepped toward the human boy, kneeling down to meet his height and checking him over for injuries or cracks in his mask.

"You alright, kiddo?"

"Yeah," Spider breathes, smiling faintly when Jake gently knocks his knuckles against the glass of his mask affectionately. 

"Good. Let's get you home. Your sister's probably worried sick."

That was news to Y/n. From what she understood, Quaritch and Paz only had Spider, unless the colonel was getting around. Looking back, Paz could have cozied up to others, but from the few encounters Y/n had with her, she didn't seem like the type. Socorro was high maintenance. 

Still left on the cold, wet ground, Y/n continued to struggle until Sully remembered that she was there, and the bastard had the gall to smile down at her while patting Spider's shoulder proudly, "Well, son... not bad for your first catch."

"Go to Hell!" She screeched back. This had gotta be the worst night of her life.

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Quiet

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"Gotta be quiet for me” Jake whispered in your ear.

He was hovering above you, he was deep inside you, and his hand covering your mouth. You could only nod, too scared to make a noise. Your children were across the room- they didn't even know you were awake.

"You don't want your kids to know that I'm fucking you, right?" He started moving his hips, "You don't want them to know what a whore you are for my cock, do you?" You whined, you clenching around his cock.

"You like that?" He grinned. "My good girl, is that what you want to be?"

Nodding again, your eyes rolled back into your head. As your mouth fell open, Jake slipped his fingers past your lips. You eagerly sucked at his digits, and he cooed at your fucked out state.

"Maybe I should fuck you more often with others around," he murmured, "You're really loving this. Fucking slut." You hummed around his fingers, a smile appearing on your lips.

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[simkaswriting]

Hoodie- Human!Jake Sully

Word count: 950 A/N: this is just a little drabble I thought of while I definitely should have been focusing on my course work... Human Jake is kind of my weakness (ily Sam Worthington) And yes I am now shamelessly writing for Avatar too ;)

It was that pesky lab setting, the low temperature necessary to keep the teams samples stable and usable. To keep months of ground-breaking work and discoveries safe. And, to your chagrin, eliciting goosebumps upon entry to the lab every single morning, day by day. You of course understood the need for the cold environment, but that didn’t mean you were happy about it. And a certain ex-marine had picked up on it.

-

“Video log seven, time is… twenty-three forty-nine, and I’m, uh… I’m in the lab again.” Jake’s eyes flick to the analogue clock to his left with a sigh before settling back on his own reflection in the camera, a slightly dishevelled face staring back at him, a biproduct of spending so much time in his avatar.

“Location, shack.” He sighs again. He doesn’t have time for this. There are other things to do, places to be. And taping one of these stupid video logs per Grace’s request doesn’t even begin to scratch the list of things on his mind. He gets their purpose, sure, and he understands why Grace places so much urgency on doing them right after he ‘exits’ his avatar. So, if he has to do them, he’ll do them his way. And his way involves you.

Jake swivels in his seat, eyes landing on your hunched over form at the desk behind his, your hand furiously writing in your little notebook like usual. He watches you for a few moments. The way your hair frames the features he religiously studies when you’re deep in thought, risk free of being found out. Your near-death grip on the pen in your hand as you scribble whatever thoughts or findings race through your beautiful mind. Your eyes, nose, lips, features he desperately wants to run his fingers over, like a man starved of touch.

Jake has had his eye on you ever since Grace had her very first, but certainly not last, rant about how she did not need him. How she needed his brother. You were rolling your eyes behind Grace as she went on her tangent. And to his delight when he was in the canteen later that night, alone and picking at the strange amalgamation of dehydrated meats and vegetables he’s never seen before, you stopped by. Just for a second, just to say words that have played in his mind every night when he lays in his bed, some parts more than others. ‘Hi, we briefly met earlier but I’m (y/n), and unlike Grace, I’m actually happy to have someone who doesn’t have a stick up their ass in the lab with us. And you look like the type of fun I desperately need here.’

And that was it for Jake. He took your words as challenge, as a personal goal of his. Every morning he wheeled himself into the lab, he took it upon himself to act a fool to any extent, if it meant he got a smile from you. Some days he even settled for one of those scoffs of yours you gave when laughing was one of the last things on your mind. And over time, what seemed like months to him but was just weeks in reality, he grew fond of you. And by association, began to dislike the cold of the lab.

-

He tells himself to focus on the video vlog, the camera propped up against random shit he scrounged up on his desk still taping. But he doesn’t care, you take precedence.

“I can hear your teeth all the way from my station.” Jake chimes, eyes still on you as you continue to write. As Jake realises his words went right over your head, he smiles. He’s always admired your ability to lose yourself entirely in whatever you were doing.

He grips the edges of the hoodie he’s wearing, an old tattered grey thing he thinks has lived in his closet for longer than anything else he owns, before pulling it up his chest and over his head. He shakes it out a little to fix the left sleeve before he turns around and wheels himself over to your desk.

“Here.” Jake places the hoodie on your lap, the only available place as he eyes the paper towers stacked all across your desk. He squints at one of the papers near him but doesn’t read further than the title. He doesn’t understand the scientific jargon.

You flinch a little as the material lands in your lap and drop the pen. You look down at the clump of grey, Jake’s hoodie you realise, before turning your head to face him with a confused frown.

“What’s this for?”

Jake throws one of his grins your way that unbeknownst to him give you minor heart palpitations.

“Don’t want my favourite girl catching a cold.” He croons before turning himself back around and heading back to his own desk, heartrate slightly higher. Then again, it doesn’t come as a surprise to him.

He looks back into the camera, but this time not at his reflection. No, he watches as you play with the material of the hoodie for a few seconds before deciding that the ex-marine’s hoodie is probably your best option at staving off the cold. His eyes stay focused on you as you pull the hoodie over your head and down your torso, adjusting the hood of it. And for a second, he swears he sees you nuzzle your nose into the material through the camera’s reflection. His heart kicks up the pace, a small smile filled to the brim with pride not adorning his lips.

And as the low temperatures raise goosebumps on his own arms, he thinks it’s worth it to see you wearing his hoodie.  

[sunofpandora]

Can we identify actors to their cgi faces?:

An experiment

So I rewatched avatar twow with my friend.

And during, she said,

“Damn. I would have never guessed that Kate winslet plays Ronal. The CGI makes thre na’vi characters look so different from the actual actors.”

And as much as there is SOME truth in that statement, the CGI in the movie is extravagant.

But, I had to disagree.

Because I think that the na’vi and their faces do look like the actors.

So we argued for a bit, and ran an experiment.

Featuring my partner, I sent him pictures of avatar characters, and created a matching game where he has to match up the characters to their actual actors based on facial features.

But there's a twist,

My partner has never seem avatar 1 or 2.

Edit:

(btw, @eclipseatsea, i thought of you while doing this, idk why, please don't think I'm weird 😭 you just give off such positive vibes 💕)

[tojigasm]

What if i said the next Sam Worthington fic is a step-dad fic

[creamecafe]

I MEAN YOU’RE NOT WRONG

JAKE SULLY’S ACTOR IS KINDA FINE

KINDA? YOU MEAN HELLA FINE. THAT MAN HAS ME ACTING UP AND MY MOMS NEXT TO ME 😭😭

[rosyjn]

Jealous dilf!jake sully

MDNI CONTENT WARNING

“Hmm, still thinkin’ bout that boy?” He grunts, baring his teeth as his hand wraps around your throat. Your legs are spread wide open, your back is arched while you gasp and moan wildly with Jake’s thrusts.

He’s over you, looking at you with lust and anger in his eyes.

“I- I- jus- mph!” You stutter and pant. Your mind is blank. All you can possibly process is the feeling of his thick cock pumping you full. He gets closer to you, and kisses your forehead while his shaky breath becomes louder.

“He can’t make you feel good like I can. He wont ever be able to fuck you like I can.” He whispers. His face is pressed against yours. “Yeah, that’s right. You’re mine.” His husky voice causes you to clench around him tighter. He grabs your chin and nudges your head, forcing you to look in his eyes. “You. Are. Mine. You hear me?”

“Ah.. yes sir.. yes,” you force out a response, squeezing your eyes closed in a mixture of pleasure and fear.

“Say it back now.” His hand leaves your chin and travels down to grope your body.

“I’m yours.” The arch in your back collapses. Your body is melting for him.

“Good, good girl,” he strokes your breast, then down your torso. “Shh, shh,” he slows his pace. His grunting turns softer. He kisses you deeply on the lips.

“Mmm, Jake..” you murmur against his mouth. His hand comes back to your face. His thick fingers touch your lips.

“Open.” He says. You part them. You hear a soft gurgling noise before he spits. He spits into your mouth. You squeal. He closes your mouth with those thick fingers. He shushes you. “Now swallow.”

You make eye contact with him. Your throat bulges as the glob goes down. He nods in approval.

“You got it?” He asks, tapping your cheek.

“I got it.”

[shadowwfoxx]

Misbehaving 18+

You knew that you shouldn’t have but curiosity got the best of you. 

After finally convincing Jake, you joined the war party on their mission after the eclipse. Jake’s one rule for you: don’t leave his sight. 

It’s not that he didn’t think you could defend yourself and hunt well, he just cared about you and felt better knowing you were safe with the rest of the clan. That’s why you were so shocked that you had successfully convinced him to let you come along. 

Not to mention you were known as one of the best hunters in your clan. However, training to become future Tsahik was time-consuming and made it hard to make time to keep your hunting skills sharp. 

Jake was leading the party and announcing the plan to the other warriors, looking at you from time to time to make sure you were close by. 

As you were listening to Jake who was now distracted with something else, you heard some noises coming from next to you. You looked back in front of you to make sure Jake was still distracted before you took a couple of steps near the source. You get your bow ready as you carefully walk more and more towards the noise. You were so distracted by what you heard that you didn’t realize how far you walked away from the group. You take a spot behind a tree and peer over to scope the scene. You see a figure of what you can make out to be an avatar wearing sky people’s clothing. His back was facing you but you could see the gun he was holding. After standing there he walked away deeper into the forest. Ready to follow him, you start to go around the tree when-

“The hell do you think you’re doing?” You gasp turning around only to be met with Jake’s narrowed eyes.

“Jake. I-“

“I asked you a fucking question”

Oh yea, you’ve pissed him off now.

“I..I…I heard something..and I-“ You stared at him wide-eyed. He grabs your arm and brings your face closer to his.

“What was the one thing I asked of you? Hm. The one thing I don’t you NOT to do?” You can practically see the smoke coming out of his ears. 

“Not to wander…” your voice became smaller. You felt like a child again being scolded for doing something bad. Jake looks around and then drags you both back near the rest of the group.

“Change of plans. You are all dismissed. I’ll see you all in training tomorrow, usual spot.”

                                  ~~~~~

You storm into the hut, Jake hot on your heels. 

“Do you understand how stupid that was?” Huh? Look at me when I’m talking to you.” He yells while grabbing your arm to turn you to face him.

“I knew what I was doing! Why do you think I am such a baby?” you hiss at him. He rolls his eyes at your stubbornness. 

“What was your plan? What were you gonna do? Kill him?” You disobeyed his orders, yes but he made it seem like you were dumb and that’s what made you pissed.

“I am a good hunter” challenging him “I taught YOU how to hunt. I can handle myself” You stare at him before turning to leave the hut to take a walk. Jake grabs your arm stopping you.

“Watch…your fucking mouth.” Jake gets close to your face. He then shoves you onto your shared mat. 

“You know what happens when you misbehave? Hm??” He crouches down to get at the same level as you. Jake’s chest rose up and down quickly because of how angry he was with you and your stupid decisions. He knows you’re a good hunter. No doubt about it. But when it comes to your life. There is no negotiating. Now questioning himself on why he even said yes to you to come along on this trip. 

“I…I get punished…” you say softly, looking down at the floor. 

“That’s right. You get punished. Take your clothes off. Now.” 

Not wanting to anger him even more you quickly do as he says. He watches you. His eyes darkened. Your garments fall to the ground. Jake then sits on the cot. He taps his lap signaling you to go into position. “Come.”

You slowly get up from where you were to go across his lap. However, it seemed like you were going a little too slow because Jake then manhandles you onto his lap. You gasp. Getting ready to prepare for what’s in store for you. Seeing Jake all protective and mad turns you on. But part of you couldn’t help but feel a little scared because he was really angry. 

“Count,” Jake says coldly. There’s a slight pause before the first strike landed on your ass. It stung for a second before the pain faded away.

“One”

Jake spanks you again.

“Two” you wince. Tears are so quick to form.

“You know why I’m doing this to you? Hm?” Jake asks while he carefully massages your ass.

You start to cry. “Cause I didn’t listen.” 

Jake spanks you again. “Do you have any idea how worried I was when I looked over and saw that you weren’t there?” 

“T-Three.” You hiccup. “m’sorry.”

Slap. “I don’t care what your plan was. If you think of something you come and tell me first. D’you understand?” Jake raises his voice. 

“Four! Yes yes yes.” You say on the verge of sobbing. “M’sorry Jake.”

Jake goes on and spanks you another 6 times. You gasp. “Ten.” Your face is drenched in your tears. You’re tired, your ass feels sore, and you’re starting to grow needy. “Jake, please! M’sorry I’m so sorry. I won’t do it again please please.” Hiccuping between words. You were a mess. 

“Alright, babygirl. C’here. Shhh.” Jake picks you up and brings you to his chest. Making sure to be careful of your soreness. He gently massages and rubs the area while his other hand guides your head to the crook of his neck. You wrap your arms around his neck. He kisses your cheek. You whimper. “Shhh. It’s ok. Relax baby.”

“I’m so sorry Ma’Jake. I won’t do it again.”

“What are you not gonna do again? Hm? Tell me.” He says softly with a little sternness. He takes both of his hands to your face to take it away from the crook of his neck. “C’mon look at me. Tell me what you’re not gonna do again.” He asks while wiping away your tears. 

“Disobey your orders.” You say while looking into his eyes with a pout.

“And what are you going to do if you hear or see something?” Jake tilts his head. 

“I am gonna tell you first.” You look down and start to play with his fingers. 

“Good girl.” He leans in and kisses the top of your head. There was a long pause. Jake was admiring you playing with his hands. How soft your actions were. “I d’know what I would’ve done if I lost ya. I love you too much.” He says softly, now looking at you.

You stop what you were doing and look up at him. You look into his eyes for a bit before going in to hug him. Jake immediately wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly. His body is like a furnace making you feel so cozy in his arms. 

“I love you.” You say. You rub Jake’s back up and down. You slightly separate to kiss Jake. It was a kiss filled with love and passion. It was slow yet steady. It was just the right comfort that the both of you needed. You’ve almost forgotten that you were literally naked until you felt Jake’s hard cock underneath his loincloth rub against the area you needed him the most.

You slowly start to grind on him. One of Jake’s hands moved to your waist while the other took place on your neck. You moaned at that, loving the pressure. You start to grind faster, desperate for a release. He breaks the kiss to take a breath.

“Holy shit.” Jake chuckles as his eyes wander to where you were grinding on him. A prominent mark is shown on his loincloth from your wetness. “that feel good hun?” 

“so so good.” You whisper. You throw your head back. Jake grabs at your hips helping you grind yourself faster. His fingers gripping onto them so hard. 

“Please can I cum? I w-wanna cum so bad please please please”. You gasp as Jake bucks his hips up to meet your grinds. Sending pleasure up your spine. You don’t know how much longer you can hold it for. Your body is on fire. You lean into Jake grasping onto his soft hair, pulling slightly. He hisses in return. “Yea, babygirl get yourself off for me. C’mon honey.” 

That’s exactly what you needed to hear before you cum all over him. Your body trembles as your orgasm takes over. That almost makes him bust right there but he wasn’t done with you yet.

He leans you back into a kiss. As you’re kissing Jake he unties his loincloth and tosses it to the ground. You reach around you and grab your thick braid. 

You break the kiss, breathing so heavily as Jake moves to attack your neck. He peppers hot kisses all over your neck. Once he kisses the spot a little below your ear you whine. “Found it.” He chuckles into your neck as he starts to suck on your sweet spot. 

“Tsaheylu,” you say out of breath. Jake takes himself away from your neck. He looks up at your braid and then at you. He smirks.

“Please Jake” you beg. “I wanna feel you.” He just finds you so fucking adorable. The way you beg and have that needy face just for him. Jake grabs his braid and brings it over his shoulder before bringing his queue close to yours. 

Once they intertwine you both moan loudly as your pupils dilate. You both stare deeply into each other’s eyes before you smash your lips together hungrily. You moan into Jake’s mouth as he flips you over so that you are on the bottom. You both feel the intense love you hold for each other. You especially feel Jake’s intense feeling of protectiveness over you. His hands running up and down your body. He takes one of his hands and uses to guild his cock closer to your cunt. He rubs the tip up and down your slit with ease, your juices coating him.

“Oh Jake” you moan softly. He pushes himself in. You’re breathing heavily as you start to adjust to the feeling of that initial stretch. Slight pain slowly turns into pleasure.

“Fuck your so tight” Jake grunts as he starts to quicken his pace. His arms are right by your shoulders holding himself up so that he doesn’t crush you. You wrap your legs around Jake’s hips, encouraging him to go deeper. 

“Oh great mother” you gasp. Jake’s hard thrusts taking the air out of you. You feel all of him physically and emotionally. Your brain gets overwhelmed by what to put its attention on. You close your eyes as everything becomes so intense. Your hands wrap around his biceps as you try and stabilize yourself. You moan so loudly, not caring who can hear. It all felt too good. Jake thrusts even deeper making you open your eyes wide, gasping. 

“There she is,” he chuckles. Jake suddenly pulls out. You whine at the emptiness. He turns your body over so that you’re lying on your stomach. He sneaks an arm underneath to bring your ass up and knees on the ground. He brings one of his legs up beside yours as he enters you again, groaning at how your cunt is practically sucking him back in. He resumes his rough pace, going even deeper with this new position. 

“Oh, right there.” You gasp again. The pleasure now overwhelms you even more. A particularly deep thrust sends an immense amount of pleasure coursing through your body, causing you to instinctively move away. You didn’t make it that far, not without Jake’s quick reaction, grabbing your hips and bringing you back.

“Where’d you think you’re goin’ hm?” He spanks your ass as a warning. You squeal at that. “Please, Jake,” you mumble into your arm. You don’t even know what you’re begging for exactly, for him to stop, for a release, for more. Pleasure is taking over entirely of your mind. The sound of skin slapping echoes through your shared hammock. You start to tighten around him, signaling that you’re close. 

“Not yet,” Jake growls. He spreads your ass apart to see how you’re sucking him in with each thrust. The sight makes him roll his eyes back. Every noise you make brings him closer and closer to his climax. Not to mention how wet and warm you are around him.  Your body is ready to give out. Everything is just so intense. The stinging lingering on your ass, your cheek rubbing into the mat. Your legs trembling, struggling to hold you up.

“I..I can’t! S’too much.” you beg, not caring how pathetic you sound. The pressure in your stomach becomes unbearable to hold on to. You’re a moaning mess.

“Cum for me, baby, show me what a good girl you are and cum,” Jake grunts as he reaches his hand to your puffy clit and rubs it fast. You gasp loudly, grabbing Jake’s wrist as you start cumming hard.  Your legs tremble. You cunt squeezing tightly around Jake, making him fall over the edge with you. He leans his entire front onto your back. 

“Oh fuck yes.” He growls in your ear as he gives you one final thrust, making sure his cum is deep inside of you. You both moan shakily as you recover from your highs. Jake peppers kisses on your shoulders and back. You couldn’t even move if you tried, your body now exhausted. Jake pulls out slowly, knowing how fragile you are right now. He lays you both down on the mat, falling asleep in each other’s arms. 

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SECOND POST WOOOOO

[livelaughlovetojiii]

he definitely talks you through your orgasms as he’s fucking you dumb. it could be with his fingers or his dick. he talks you through it either way.

[ronwestbreeze]

TO YOU , WORLDS AWAY : PART TWO : CHAPTER FOURTEEN

pairing: jake sully x fem!reader

summary: little parrot

word count: 2.8k

author's note: yay another chapter! :)

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When you saw Sylwanin lying in a pool of blood, the reality of what happened, what Quaritch had done, the weight of it all made you fall to your knees right next to her body.

You don’t remember crying right away. You really didn’t remember much of what you did except muttering her name countless times, hoping—praying that she was somehow still alive. You pressed your hands against the wounds to try and stop the heavy bleeding knowing it did nothing but stain your hands with scarlet.

What you did remember so vividly was Neytiri’s screams. You remembered her rushing toward her sister’s body, you remembered profusely apologizing to her but even now that was the last thing she had wanted to hear. And then you remembered her shoving you away and aiming her bow at you.

“LEAVE NOW, DEMON!” She screeched at you, tears running down her blue skin. “You do not belong here!” Through her sobs she kept the bow aimed at you but never let the arrow go. “Go! And be with your monsters!”

Neytiri remembered the way your eyes were glassy but you never shed a tear. She remembered you backing away from her in both fear of what she could possibly do to you and…well at the time she didn’t care much for what else you felt. All she wanted was the fear to be there, enough to get you to leave even though you both knew Neytiri would’ve never hurt you.

The two of you had never been close before Sylwanin’s death but Neytiri knew you well enough to tolerate, perhaps one day consider a friend if not for the Sky People interfering. And when you reappeared two years later with sa’nok, Neytiri didn’t know how to approach you. But Tsu’tey interacted with you fine. Somehow the two of you were always able to talk.

Neytiri wanted to have that with you. Be able to call you tsmuke and actually mean it and actually live like it together.

In a way, you were always meant to be a part of her family. She saw it back when Sylwanin took you under her wing. And she saw it even now…when it seemed as if you were long gone.

She felt it, somewhere within herself. You were not dead. Eywa would know, Mo’at would know, she would know.

Jake should know.

You were not dead. You were not dead. You were not dead.

The smell of burning wood tickled your nose and pulled you out of your slumber. Sleeping was the only thing you could really do, that and forcing yourself to sit up so that the healers could observe your bandages. It was exhausting every time. Ìtxata had been right about the damned machines. No matter how much that Dr. Chloe got excited about it, it was only slowing the inevitable. They weren’t doing anything different. Even you felt it in your body. You requested to be left alone, you didn’t want anymore people besides the healers to see your condition.

It didn’t matter how much you wanted to get up with every last bit of your strength to find Jake, the last thing you wanted was for him to see you like this. Besides, it had been five years, right? You’d imagine he has moved on already. And you hoped he did.

Yes, a part of you wanted to be selfish and hope that he had waited for you. But that was unrealistic. It didn’t even seem like he knew you were here on your last limb. And you didn’t want him to know. You didn’t want this to be the last time he saw you. If he had moved on, perhaps started a family, then that was good. That was what you preferred.

When you peeled your eyes open, you were startled to find a woman, a human woman, kneeling in front of a now lit fire pit. The dark blues and purples told you that it was now around evening time and the darker the sky got the brighter the fire became.

Just looking at the fire, feeling the heat from where you lied, made you wince. And your small shift caught the woman’s attention.

“Oh good, you’re awake.” The woman nodded. “The healers had told me to stay and feed you when you woke up..” She gestured to the food next to your hammock. “You should hurry up and eat before it gets cold…or colder.”

You didn’t move to grab it, “I’m not hungry but thanks, I guess.”

The woman shrugged, “You were starting to look a little too skinny anyway—plus I can’t help it sometimes with my mother instincts, I’m always trying to care for people, even when they tell me straight to my face that they don’t need it.”

You really were about to tell her that you didn’t need to be watched or looked after. All you really needed was peace and to be left alone.

“I recommend you eat at least a little bit.” She smirked as if reading your thoughts. “Unless you want one of the healers to come in here and force feed you, your choice.”

It was really ridiculous. What was the point? What would eating do to keep you alive right now? Your body was beyond repair and eating was supposed to be top priority? Bullshit.

When it was clear you weren’t going to reach for your food, the woman hummed and shrugged once more, “Suit yourself. I certainly won’t force you.” She then began searching the hut and sighed, “Damn it, the moment I take my eyes off of him—Spider! Spider, where are you?!”

You watched as the woman got up and poked her head out of the doorway of the hut, shouting for someone named Spider. You really didn’t know what or who a Spider was and you really couldn’t find yourself to care too much. You just wanted to be alone. That is all you asked for. That seemed to be an easier task before all of this, now it was such a difficult request you almost wanted to scream your head off.

“Ah! There you are!” The woman came back into the hut, dragging a young little boy with ruffled blonde hair inside. “I told you you could only come if you didn’t wander off, Miles! And look what you did the second I take my eyes off of you1”

When you looked at the boy, he couldn’t have been no older than five or six years old. He wore a pout on his face as he was forced to sit down by his mother. You were about to let your eyes wander away from him, at first not giving him a second glance, that is until he looked at you.

That was when your mind started to whirl. Even in your foggy state, there was no mistaking the subtle similarities. The name Miles registered in your mind after a few seconds. Sure, it could’ve been a coincidence, anyone could’ve been named Miles.

No.

Even if you wanted to believe that, there was still his father in his face.

The boy looked at you curiously, no familiarity crossing his face. There really couldn’t have been since you hadn’t met Quaritch’s son when he had been born. Too caught up in your own plans and the war. Hell, you didn’t even know he had survived it all.

But just to be sure, you lifted your head a bit and croaked out, “What’s your name?”

The boy blinked, surprised you were addressing him. He was adorable, you could give him that. “My name’s Spider.”

His mother sighed, “No, your name is Miles. Spider is just a nickname, remember? We talked about this, sweetie.”

Spider frowned, “But I like Spider better.” He then turned completely toward you, wide curious eyes watching you. “What’s your name, sleepy lady?”

It really shocked you. Because he was both Quaritch in small ways but his mother a lot more. That helped in a sense, helped you not to build any resentment when you looked at him. That wouldn’t have been fair to the boy anyway.

“I’m Y/N.” You finally say, slightly turning your body to the side to face him better as well. He wore clothes but you noticed on his arms were blue markings, similar to the stripes on the skin of the Na’vi. “What’s that you got there?”

Spider looked down at his skin and his eyes brightened, “I did it myself! I look more like them this way! Like the Na’vi!”

You wanted to laugh. Really let out a full belly laugh. But you were afraid you’d further injure yourself doing that so instead you let out a snort and smirked. “How fucking ironic.”

His mother, or now you assumed was his adoptive mother, glared at Spider, “Don’t repeat that. Only adults can say that, you hear me?”

Spider nodded with a frown and you tiredly grinned. This was the first time you felt a hint of anything besides grief and anger. Learning that Quaritch, the man who hated all Na’vi, has a kid who wanted to be a part of them? This was a literal gold mind.

And just like that your entire day had been made.

You looked at the woman in a new light now, “So, I’m guessing you’re not Paz then.”

Spider gasped, “You knew my mother?!” He crawled toward your hammock excitedly. “What was she like?”

“Miles.” The woman scolded but sighed as she turned to you. “No, I’m not. Unfortunately, both his parents were killed in the battle five years back. My husband and I have been raising this troublemaker ever since.” She ran a hand through her blonde hair, “Oh and I’m Mary by the way.”

So. Quaritch really was dead. There were both parts of you that felt relieved that he wasn’t around anymore to cause anymore strife along with the RDA but there was also a part of you that just felt…hollow….no that wasn’t the right word.

You were just glad that the Na’vi was finally safe from him. From the RDA. That meant something.

You turned your attention back to Spider who had been waiting for you to address him patiently. A small smile tugged at your lips, “Your mother and I met in passing but I wasn’t too close to her to have known her. Sorry, kid.” You hesitated on your next words. “But I knew your father.”

The boy’s face fell slightly, “Oh. That’s okay, I guess.” He didn’t ask how you knew him. Didn’t seem interested when you mentioned him. That told you he had some inkling of who his father was and probably what he had done. That was a good thing too you supposed.

And really, you didn’t want to talk about him either so you changed the subject, “So, tell me about your time with the Na’vi. Have you visited the Omatikaya Clan?”

Spider’s face lit up again as he nodded excitedly, “Yeah, I live there! I’m one of the few humans there but I’m going to become Na’vi too someday!”

“Really?” You grinned, still finding delight in his love for the people. “Have you learned a lot?”

“Not a lot. Mom’s always bringing me back home before I can.” He pouted while Mary rolled her eyes from the corner of the room.

You smirked, “What about the language?”

Spider hesitated, tapping his chin thoughtfully before responding slowly, “Only a little. Still burning.”

A chuckle left your lips, “Still learning.”

“Still learning.” Spider repeated nearly perfectly.

“Good job!” You thought of a few more words he could try. “Can you say ngaru lu fpom srak?”

“Ngaru lu fpom srak?”

“Good, good. Now smon nìprrte.”

“Smon nìprrte!”

“Wow, you’re a fast learner.” And you really meant it, the boy was almost a natural at speaking the language. He just needed someone to take the time to teach him. “You do it so perfectly. Like a little parrot.”

Spider grinned widened, “Can you teach me? You’re one of the only humans that can do it perfectly!”

Mary frowned from her corner, “Miles…”

You waved her off, “No, no, it’s fine.” He possibly didn’t know or understand your situation. Though, you couldn’t find it in yourself to tell him. That bright smile, that yearning to learn the Na’vi way, it brought back a little flicker of something. Something that you hadn’t known you had missed until now.

It was the same feeling you got back when you were teaching Jake. Or when Grace was teaching you. It should’ve made you sad when you realize how long ago that was now that you thought about it. It did make you sad.

But Spider’s childlike excitement somehow made it a little easier.

Grace had said you were always good with kids.

“If your mother allows you back, I’ll teach you as much as I can.” You tell him, trying not to let your sadness show to the naïve boy. “But it’s also up to you to continue learning and practicing…in case I won’t be…in case you won’t be back for a while. Okay, little parrot?”

Spider nodded, “I’ll practice! I promise!”

Mary then stood, “Alright, kiddo. Let’s let Miss Y/N get some rest.” He pouted but got up to go over to his mother, “Say goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Y/N!!”

“Call me, Doc and goodnight, Parrot.”

Before Mary had come back, you reached for the food that still sat next to your hammock. Despite the cold temperature, you attempted eating some of it. Just a little bit. When Mary came back, she sighed exhaustedly, “Sorry about him. I know he can get a little excitable sometimes.”

You finished one of the dragon fruits, “It’s fine. Really…He kind of reminds me of the Na’vi children I used to help…that I used to assist in teaching, I guess.”

Mary stared at you for a few seconds before realization crossed her features, “Oh right, you worked with Dr. Augustine at the—”

“At the school, yes.” You nodded, not wanting too much about it. If you did, you were sure you would break down into tears. And you really didn’t feel like doing that in front of a woman you had just met.

Fortunately, Mary took the hint and didn’t say anything else. Nor did she acknowledge that you were eating, well, attempting to. Instead she poked at the bonfire a few times before wishing you a goodnight and leaving you in the hut. You finished some of the food by then.

And then you cried. You cried. And you cried. And you cried.

“Can I go and play with the other kids now?”

Norman Spellman blinked and turned to look at Spider who was sitting on the table next to him. It was one of those days where the boy would sneak away from his adoptive parents and hang around either the lab or go and find the Sully kids whenever they were free.

But he had never heard the boy speak Na’vi—well yes a few times in broken vocabulary and phrases—but this was the first time he had heard him speak it, almost perfectly.

Norm titled his head curiously at the boy, “Have you been hanging around the Sully’s a lot lately? How have you been learning your Na’vi?”

The boy smiled, “Have I gotten better? I’ve been practicing really hard like she told me!”

Well that’s nice to know. Norm knew how much the boy wanted to fit into the Na’vi culture and their ways. The first thing to do would be to learn their language. And it seemed, whoever his new teacher was, was helping him get there quite fast.

“Who’s this teacher, you’ve got?” Norm asked him in Na’vi, hoping to subtly teach him to continue a conversation. “Does she live with the Olangi Clan in the plains? You’ve been going there a lot lately.”

Spider nodded, “Yes, Doc has taught me a lot!”

“Doc? Is that her name?”

“No, her name is Y/N but she says I can call her Doc too.”

He had said it so casually, Norm had almost missed what the boy had said. The tablet he had been holding had slipped from his fingers and onto the floor, startling Spider. “Spider.” Norm said in English carefully. Heart racing in his chest. “What did you just say?”

Spider looked nervous, “A-About Doc?”

“No, her name.” Norm calmed himself down, not wanting to scare the poor kid. But he had to know. He had to know he wasn’t hearing things. He had to know he wasn’t going crazy and imagining shit. “What was her name?”

Spider looked confused but said slowly, “Um, her name is Y/N. I think my mom said Y/N L/N but she tells me to call her Doc mostly.” He then grinned. “And she calls me Parrot!”

Oh my god.

Norm scrambled to pick up the tablet from off the floor and placed it down on the table next to Spider. He knelt down in front of the kid and whispered.

“Tell me everything.”

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