#adopted Mom pandora

[hailkingphantom]

dp x dc

Reencarnation au

Danny was Damian's little brother in their past live, neither of them remember (still)

So, when the ghost king is summoned, Damian brotherly instints kick out. He don't know why he feel the urge to take this young ghost king who can't have more than 10 years and give him a bear hug, some hot chocolate and ask him everything while they eat alfred's cookies

Then he decide the most logical option

"Father, Can we keep him?"

[wehelddarkness]

Pandora says hello 🖤✨

[smoothielenny]

ʟɪʟʏ ᴘᴀᴅ

Ao’nung x Fem!human!reader

Summary: (Y/n) is adopted by the Sullys after her mother’s sudden death. They had to flee the forest and move to Awa’atulu for safety. Everyone are hostile to your family, but they’re more hostile to since you’re a human. Even with these situation you always held your head high and don’t let them get into your head.

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It was the first time they saw a sky person, which is you. They were glaring at you as if you’re are some monster. It didn’t bother you much, you’ve experienced something similar back in the forest though it didn’t last long. But you figured this one would be.

Your brothers and sisters are required to practice with Tsireya and Ao’nung. Though you could join, your mother, Neytiri, didn’t allowed you. She is very worried that you might drown and such. So she gave you a different task instead which is to help her do some chores. You were a bit bummed about it, but you then thought that you’re spending time with your mother. So it’s not all bad.

“Mom, what is that?” You pointed at the basket with fishes and clams. Neytiri added some bought-home teylu. “It’s a gift for the Tsahik. For letting us stay.” Though the first time Neytiri and Ronal met they were ready to tear each other’s throats, It seems that she is still grateful.

“Is that so? Can I give it to her?” Your voice is filled with excitement. You just wanted to do something, you’ve been bored for the past few days. Contrary to your excitement, Neytiri is worried. She knows that Ronal might not like a human near her and might do something to you.

“I’m sorry (y/n), but I don’t think that would be a good idea.” You frowned from her words. She didn’t like seeing you look sad, her little baby girl. “Well I guess you can, just be careful alright?” Your frowned to a big grin. You thank her and hugged her tightly. She returned the hug and pat your head.

You carried the basket, hopping on your way. Across the village, you saw your brothers and sisters swimming. Lo’ak struggling was entertaining. You laughed at the sight of him falling off the ilu. You continued to walk to the Tsahik’s Marui. You know knocked to let her know that some is here.

“Come in.” You took a deep breath and entered. Ronal turned around and saw you. You smiled at her while she gave you a slight glare. You already felt nervous by her presence.

“What do you want?” Her slight piercing toned made you look down. Mother’s right, this must be a bad idea. “Oh um, I just came here to give you a gift. From us, we are grateful you let us stay here.” You set the basket on front of her and went back to where you were standing.

Her eyes widen for a bit. She looked at the basket, some fish, clams, and a bag of teylu. She took it and put it near the other food she got. She look at you, up and down. A nervous smile released from you. “It’s no problem. It’s merely my duty to help someone. You may go.” You bowed at her and left. She take a look at the basket again. She grabbed that bag of teylu and smelled it. She took a bite. She’s a bit addicted.

You went back to your marui, your brothers and sisters are already there, taking a break. Neteyam noticed you going in, “Hello, baby sister. Where did you go?” He stand up, giving you some snacks. You ate some.

“I delivered something to the Tsahik.” He tilted his head, “To the Tsahik? What did she do to you?” He leaned checking some bruises and such. You calmed your brother letting him know she didn’t do anything. Your brother was a bit skeptical, but believes you.

Your mother then called Neteyam asking him to help her make food. He walk to her and started filleting the fish. You look out the marui, watch the water’s wave. It is gorgeous, you’ve never been near water except some ponds in the forest. Your late mother showed you a pictures of her and your grandma on a beach making sandcastles. So you’re excited that you can experience something similar here in pandora.

“Mother, can I walk near the shore?” She looked at you then think about it, well you haven’t gone out unless your mother and father tells you to. She nodded and says yes. You smiled and hugged her leg, “Thank you, mother!” You hoped out of your marui, excited to go out.

“Do you think it’s a good idea?” Neteyam asked his mother. Neytiri continued to make the fire. “She’s hasn’t gone out, I want her to experience it too.” Neteyam just slowly nodded.

You walked near the water. You felt it wetting your toes, its cold, but you like it. You followed the line patting the water and the sand. Twirling around, oh how happy you are feeling something like this. Giggling every time the water hits your ankle.

Those giggles of yours distracted a young man. Ao’nung, son of Tonowari, saw you enjoying the water. For some reason this made his heart flatter. Seeing you enjoy his home, he’s somehow glad.

He supposed to hate you, you’re a sky person. You’re supposed to be an enemy. But he doesn’t feel any aura like that around you. You’re appearance made you look like a flower. Your white dress following your twirls, spins, anything. This boy is catching feelings for you.

“Brother! Brother! Are you listening?” Ao’nung turned around to see his sister, both hands on her hips, “you’re not listening at all.” She pouted.

“Ah yeah, sorry what was it again?” Ao’nung gathered some fishes from the fishnets. Tsireya noticed you faraway.

She look at his brother with a smirk. “What’s with that face?” Ao’nung looking irritated.

She giggled, “Who were you staring at?” Ao’nung’s ear stiffened.

“I’m not staring at no one!” Ao’nung cheeks started heating up. This made Tsireya laugh more.

“You like her!” Ao’nung greeted his teeth, “Am not!”

He does, but his in denial. He groaned feeling irritated about this feeling. But mostly irritated by her sister’s grin looking at him. He rolled his eyes… and look back to you again.

You picked up some shells and examining them, you’ve never seen a shells like these before. You like how pretty they look, shiny, smooth, colorful. You took some and carefully put them in your small weaved basket.

“Heeeey.” Tsireya’s hand waving in front of Ao’nung’s eyes blocking you from his view. He hissed at his sister, “calm down brother, you can stare all you want later after lunch. C’mon father is calling us.” He rolled his eyes and walked with her.

To be continued…

[traghoul]

big sister ‘ juno ‘ : age 20  - 29.     professional model.    fully adopted.    seiji’s best friend in the whole world.   

big brother no 1 ‘ noboru ’ (tabito fc) :   age 19 -   27  -  cafe worker & aspiring novelist.    seiji’s biggest spoiler.   fully adopted.

big brother no 2.  ‘ eiji ’  (nagi fc):       age 18 - 25   -  culinary student.   seiji’s second biggest spoiler.   seiji’s half brother.  same mother as seiji ,   unknown father.   

[strongheartneteyam]

I wish I could

Chapter 2

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!curvy!human reader

Neteyam is aged up.

CW: lots of fluff, childhood friends to lovers, reader loves na'vi children so much and dreams about being a mom one day, angst, the whole Sully family loves reader (including Neteyam but she doesn't know that yet lol)

Author's note: as this is an Avatar AU, reader doesn't need a mask to breathe Pandora's air and not die. Maybe because she was born there, never left and was adopted by a na'vi woman since she was a really small child, she was gradually exposed to Pandora's environment and some kind of mutation happened, so she can breathe, because her body adapted to survive in the planet without the need of a technological device. Idk if it makes sense at all honestly, but, what the hell, fanfics are supposed to be fun and not make 100% of sense, so... just try to not think too much about it n enjoy ahaha

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Chapter 1

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"Oh my God, such a cute little thing you are" You said while squeezing Tuk in your arms. Even though she was bigger than you because she was a na'vi child after all, you held her like a human toddler. You loved her so much, as if she was your own child. And she loved you too. She was giggling so happily while you squeezed her tight. She was so fond of you that Neytiri would always leave you to take care of her when she left for a hunt. She trusted you, thought you were a really good kid. And you were known in the tribe for helping na'vi mothers with their children. From babies to pre-teens.

You thought Neytiri to be such a beautiful and wise na'vi woman. You desired to be like her one day. You also wanted to have a big beautiful family like hers but that thought would always soon turn from a happy one to one that filled you with angst and sorrow. You were just a human after all, left to the care of a sweet na'vi lady after your parents died in a battle against the Sky People when they came back to Pandora once again. Those horrible days are over now, thank Eywa. Your biology was so different from the na'vi that you didn't even know if it was possible for you to get pregnant from mating with a na'vi male. There are couples of a na'vi and a human out there but none of them ever tried to conceive a hybrid child. The closer someone got to it was the Sully kids who have na'vi and human blood running in their veins but their father had an Avatar body, not a human one, so, it's technically not the same. Why couldn't you just marry a human guy and have a human child?, you may ask. Well, you never knew how to say it without sounding weird but you never felt attracted to the males of your own species. They just looked so plain and boring next to the na'vi men, so passionate, family-oriented and fearless. And also, you couldn't deny that the way they towered over you and their blue skin that shone in the dark because of their freckles played a big part in your feelings too. Yeah, that will never not sound pervy.

You wished you could just mate with the na'vi you fell in love with, but you didn't even know if Neteyam would ever look at you that way. Your small, soft frame might look weird to him. Specially since you were really curvy and a bit fat even for human standards. But still, you dreamt about his big hands touching your skin and his blue beautiful lips kissing yours, so tenderly. Sometimes you woke up and cried, realizing it was indeed just a dream and you were alone laying in your mat.

The na'vi woman you learned to call "mom", Ao'ite, took you as if you had been born from her womb, she always showed you love and took great care of you. And even though she was a great mother to you and you loved her so very much, you never felt like it was enough. It pained you to say it because it sounded ungrateful and even cruel, but you always wondered what it would be like if your parents hadn't die. You didn't remember them, since you were only 2 years old when the murders happened, but you always thought that if they had raised you, maybe you would feel like you belonged somewhere. You loved Pandora and would always call it your one and only home, felt so connected to the trees, animals and oceans, but you would never be a na'vi girl. You could never tame and have your own Ikran or go through any important and beautiful thing only the na'vi can do. That crushed your heart.

You were so lost in your thoughts and immersed on Tuk's little laughs, in a mix of sweetness and sadness, that you didn't even notice how Neytiri's and Jake's older son was looking at you. Neteyam had a spark in his amber eyes when he looked at you holding his little sister. He thought you looked so beautiful and motherly when you played with her. He thought you'd be a great mother one day. He knew how much you wanted to have a family and he only wishes he could be your mate and give you little na'vi children. The smile that was adorning his lips died a bit and he looked away. He didn't know if you found him a suitable mate or if you were just disgusted by how different and odd he looked compared to humans. It hurt him to think maybe you could never reciprocate his feelings. He has loved you since you guys were little kids and he saw your - then weird to him - appearance. He was puzzled in the beginning but with only an hour playing together with you, running through the forest, just close enough so his grandma wouldn't lose sight of the two of you, he found his little heart beating fast inside his chest. And it wasn't just because he had been running, he realized. It was because he knew that you were the one he was gonna chose to be his mate, to spend the rest of his life with, no matter how different from him you looked. What confused him in the beginning was now the most beautiful sight to behold. And it never changed. 15 years later, when you're now both 20 and not 5 anymore, he still looked at you like you were the Pandora skies at night. So beautiful and enchanting to look at. He could look at you for hours, and sometimes he almost did, while you were sitting somewhere in the middle of the people, when they reunited to have meals together at night. You were close enough for him to be able to look at you but far enough for him to not be noticed and perceived as a creep to you.

One day Jake sat next to his elder son and realized who he was looking at. He told his son you were a great girl and he should try courting you if he liked you. Neteyam was shy in the beginning and even denied he was looking at you but his dad knew him far too well so, seconds after that, Neteyam sighed and told his father that he truly loved you and wanted you to be his mate. Jake smiled. That reminded him of what he felt when he was being taught the na'vi ways by Neytiri and fell in love with her. He was immeasurably happy when he realized she loved him too. He just wants his son to be happy and he was glad he had chosen you. Jake always felt something good coming from you. You were like him when he was still stuck in his human body: you loved the na'vi ways more than the human ways and wanted to be one of them. He just wishes it wasn't so dangerous for you to be transfered to an Avatar body. You had once told him you would try, just so you could feel like you were one of the people. But in Jake's heart you were and would always be one of them, even if you were a tiny human girl. And he knew most na'vi felt the same about you. You were really loved by the people.

Neteyam looked at you again, as you were holding his little sister's hands and she was asking you to let her braid your hair. You smiled and said yes and she smiled even wider and started touching your hair. You had beautiful, soft hair and it would always end up a bit entangled when Tuk would braid it. She was a child and was still learning so her braiding skills were still not on point. But you didn't care. You always let her braid your hair and would sit patiently while she did. And you would wear the braids she would make for days, even if they looked a bit funny. It was so special to you how that precious na'vi child showed so much love towards you. Such an innocent little soul. You wished so hard that one day you could have your own na'vi child braiding your hair. Na'vi babies were the cutest thing you had ever seen. Even though you would look enormous carrying a na'vi baby in your belly (if that could ever happen, in your wildest dreams) and you probably would feel so heavy and bloated, you just knew without a shadow of doubt that you would love that child more than you loved your own life and die for the little being if you needed to. To protect them from any harm.

Little did you know you had a na'vi in front you willing to give you as many na'vi babies as you'd let him. Neteyam loved you so much it hurt. And little did he know you loved him too. And little did you both know that having a hybrid child was actually possible.

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Sooo... it's my first fanfic in English and it's not my first language so please be gentle with me and forgive me for any mistakes. This story is gonna have more parts written soon. I'm thinking of writing some smut within the story and maybe put some breeding kink coming from Neteyam and his human loving it. What do you guys think? Would you want me to? Tell me in the comments haha Please, like and/or reblog this post if you like it. Love you guys 💙

[tinkerbelle05]

You Are Enough Pt. 1

Characters: Jake x son!reader, Neytiri x son!reader, Lo’ak x brother!reader, Neteyam x brother!reader

Genre: Angst Hurt/Comfort (Comfort coming in Pt.2)

Summary: Avatar!Adopted son of Jake and Neytiri will be the next Olo’eyktan since he’s the eldest son, however, some people in the clan take issue with this. Because of this, the reader feels inadequate in his place within his own clan. Set before ATWOW

Word count: 3K

Warnings: Self-hatred, body issues, low self-esteem, self-destructive tendencies, low-key neglectful parenting

Translation: Olo’eyktan = clan leader, Sempul = Father, Sa’nok = Mother, Sa’nu = mom, Tsumkan = Brother, Tsmuke = Sister, Tsmuk = Sibling, Skxawng = idiot

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You stared at your reflection in the clear blue pond, and you hated what you saw. The small eyes, the hair on your eyebrow bone, the five fingers. The familiar pang of hatred filled your chest and spread all over your body like a forest fire, burning you. You hated the Sky people's features your Avatar body had. You hated how you looked so different from your clan, your people.

“Bro, you coming? Or are you too obsessed with yourself?” Lo’ak jokes from his place on a tree branch and Neyetam laughs at it. Right now you're tracking your Sa’nok for hunting practice with your Sempu and tsumkans.

“Hey,” Jake scolds them, “stop messing around and get over here.” He continues further into the forest, light on his feet and not leaving a trail.

“You heard the sergeant. Let’s go.” Lo’ak says mockingly and follows their Sempu’s path with Neteyam.

So you do what you do best and pretend that these feelings do not exist. Like they don’t keep you up at night or creep into your mind when you're at peace. You pretend to be okay. You pick up your bow and arrows and slowly walk into the forest.

By now, there are not any signs of your family but you see the slight messing up of rocks that weren’t there earlier. Even though you’re supposed to be tracking, you can’t help but marvel at the beauty of Pandora’s rainforest. The big lush green plants and canopy of towering trees surrounded them, the animals scurrying around them.

According to your birth parents, scientists turned warriors, back on Earth, tight spaces and skyscrapers were all that there was and most rainforests were either man-made or photos. Your parents���you missed them a lot. Every time you crossed a milestone, your mind wanders to them. What it would’ve been like, should've been like.

You heard something, instantly snapping you out of your thoughts. Muscle memory makes you grab your bow and arrow, and silences your heart to better your hearing. You hear the crunching and rustling of leaves from two different directions.

You slowly walk to a vantage spot where you can see both of the animals. Or ambushers. You ready your bow and take aim at the spot. You speak with a clear and loud voice, “Whoever you are here, come out right now.” In case it wasn’t an animal.

You waited but silence greeted you, and it stretches to the point where you wondered if you was imagining it from being on edge. But the sound of soft snickers hit your ears and you tried to not growl in annoyance. It wasn’t the deep voice of your Sempu nor the soft one of your Sa’nok.

“Lo’ak, I know that it is you,” you grumble and put your arrows back into the satchel. Lo and behold your tsumkan pop out from the bushes along with your Sempu, surprisingly.

You tilt your head to the side in confusion, “I expected this from Lo’ak, but you Sempu?”

Your Sempu gives you a teasing smirk and shrugs, “Made for a good test on your reflects.” He comes closer and put his warm hands on your shoulders. “You passed, good job ma ‘itan. Now let’s go back, your Sa’nok and Neteyam are already there.”

You walk back to High Camp. It was more a fortress than a village since the Sky people came back with their war and destruction. Led to a massive forest fire, many older Na’vi said it was reminiscent of the destruction of Hometree. That’s when the side eyes and comments began.

“It was totally so he can sneak up on you, dude. Shoulda saw the pout he had when you called our buff.” Lo’ak informs you, slinging an arm on your shoulder as the both of you stroll back to camp.

The walk was mostly silent, each lost in their own world. But you could feel something was off with your tsmukan. He kept biting his lips and not so sneaky glancing his way before hastily avoiding eye contact whenever your eyes met.

Fed up with this, you abruptly stopped the walk and asked, “Okay, what’s with the looks you keep giving me?”

“The better question, is what’s with you?” He asked accusingly with his arms crossed around his torso. If your heart wasn’t thundering inside of your chest from nervousness, you would’ve commented on how much he resembles your Sempu.

“With me? Lo-” You tried to deflect but Lo’ak wasn’t fooled.

“Don't give me that bullshit, dude. It may work with our parents but not with me.” He pressed on, backing you into a corner, literally and metaphorically.

“I’m fine, okay. Just drop it, you won’t understand,” you say in irritation, fed up with your tsmukan usual pesky persistence.

Maybe Lo’ak would understand. The accusing stares whenever they walked around the camp. People became bolder when you weren't with your parents about their distaste for your existence. But maybe at the same time, he wouldn't.

He was Na’vi, more than you ever would be, and his hairy eyebrows and five fingers will never take that away. No one can ever take that away. With you it was different, you was like Jake, an Avatar, a sky person, a demon. And unlike Jake, you did not prove yourself worthy of being there, your parents did.

You were allowed to stay because your parents, brilliant and brave scientists, gave their lives to protect the Na’vi. And Jake is the Toruk Makto, they can’t deny him.

But they can deny you.

“Dude, hello?” Lo’ak shakes you out of your thoughts. “You’ve been really in your head lately. So something must be wrong. C’mon, you can talk to me.”

“Please, Lo’ak, just drop it.” You hang your head in shame.

How can you be a good chief if you can’t even reassure your own little tsumkan? Bet Neteyam never has to do that.

Thankfully, Lo’ak does drop his questions and you make it back to dinner just in time. Sa’nok and Sempu were setting the plates on the table while Tuk was talking Kiri’s ears off again.

“That was a long walk,” Kiri notes, looking them up and down with suspicion in her eyes.

“At least they are back before Eclipse. Sa’nok and Sempu would’ve had you guys’ heads”, Neteyam jokes.

“Yea,” Tuk, ever the annoying little sister peers up at the two, “what were you two doing?”

You made note of your parents' ears tilting in their direction, yet they made no move to ask either of their sons. He had to be careful in his answer.

“Why are you guys so nosy?! It’s bad enough we gotta share a room,” Lo’ak huffs in bitterness. Made sense, he was a frequent victim of Tuk’s “jumping on you for my enjoyment” attacks.

Sitting down next to your Sempu, you answer, “We were just talking about guy stuff.”

Instantly, Kiri and Tuk became disinterested and began eating their food. Neteyam was only half-listening to the conversation. Too hungry to care or tease his tsmukes. This however got the attention of your parents though.

“What exactly was said?” Jake presses on, a glimmer of mirth in his eyes. You could see a slight smirk forming on Netyiri’s face as she chewed her food.

“Sempu,” you looked tiredly at him after realizing that this was just a joke for their suffering. Sometimes parents can be so cruel.

After dinner, you headed out to practice your aim some more. It wasn’t really practiced but more of a way to keep your mind from wandering to those thoughts. Those ugly thoughts drowned you and took away your air.

“Are you going out again?” Your Sa’nok questioned looking at your bow and arrows in hand. When you nod, she shakes her head and tsk. “You have been practicing too much lately. Go take a break, now.”

“But Sa’nok-”

“No.” She takes the weapons from your hands. “You can go out on your ikran but no training.”

“Oh, you’re going out,” Lo’ak comes out, looking suspicious. Almost like this was planned. “Mind if I go with?”

This was clearly a setup with Lo’ak’s terrible acting. Despite this, you nod and mount your ikran.

You remembered when you made the bond with (ikran/name), there were many times when you felt like you would die. But you made the bond and took off with your ikran. For a whole month, your Sempu bragged about how his amazing son broke his record. The Toruk Matko’s record.

The memory warmed your but immediately grew cold. You can’t help but recount some of the looks of the older Na’vi. They did not look proud or delighted, more like with irritation and disbelief. The same Na’vi, however, wore a look of pride when Neteyam got his ikran. When Sempu bragged about Neteyam.

It was then you saw the differences in how you, Kiri, and Lo’ak were treated when compared to Neteyam and Tuk. And it was clear as day as to why.

“Rioe is such a bitch,” Lo’ak groaned. He flew his ikran closer to mine and gestured widely with his hands.

Your brother goes on to vibrantly describe what Rioe Te Rewui Rärä'ite said to him and how they got into their daily arguments. This Rioe girl has been bothering Kiri for a while about her non-Na’vi features and then when Kiri, in true Kiri fashion, didn’t give her the satisfaction, Rioe turned her eyes on Lo’ak. Who would gladly return the fire, with zero hesitation.

You give your tsmukan the same advice you’ve always given him. Go tell your parents to clear this whole thing up. But like always he refuses the advice with pride. So much like Sempu would’ve done.

“Really? You're not gonna ask for help because of your pride? Talk about shallow.”

Lo’ak gives you a side-eye that can rival Neteyam’s. “You're a real hypocrite. I hope you know that.” He flew his ikran higher into the sky with annoyance. The sky was cool against your face and the stars were beautiful tonight. Clouds were sparse.

You guide your ikran to follow after him, so close that the creatures nearly touch and give soft growls in response. Clearly sensing the growing irritation of both their owners. “We are talking about you, not me.”

“Well, maybe we should talk about you. You seem...to be y’know,” he falters a bit and doesn’t finish his sentence. Clearly at loss on how to say whatever he wants to.

You both fall into an uncomfortable silence that doesn’t often happen with you guys. Mostly because there was never silence, always talking or laughing, frequently both.

Lo’ak was the first to break the silence, his voice soft but verging on breaking, “We used to tell each other everything. And now, you tell me nothing.”

You sit with that information. Replaying it in your head, latching on to each word, and dissecting it. He was right. You don’t tell him much or anything anymore. You didn’t even notice it, you can’t even pinpoint when you stopped telling him.

And like a coward, you couldn’t even raise your head to tell him you were sorry for it.

“Lots has been on my mind, Lo’. I am sorry though,” you deflect instead. “Eywa, the sky is-“

“Don’t”, his voice is low and agitated. “You are suffering. And you won’t let anyone in. Why?” He demanded of you.

“This…this is just different, Lo’ak. I don’t know, but it feels different, and I don’t think you’ll get it.” You said all of this without even the courtesy of looking into his eyes.

You heard him scoff at your flimsy excuse and heard the flapping of wings. You looked up to see his figure getting smaller and smaller as he headed back home.

You slowly exhaled and inhaled to calm your nerves. You knew that this was a setup to get you to talk, and you knew that it would end badly. But you didn’t think it’ll end this badly. When it comes to Lo’ak, if he walks, or flies away in this case, you and he are not on speaking terms. Just what you needed.

The tension between you and Lo’ak was present even though you tried your hardest to be normal about it. But it was hard to when he would stubbornly refuse to interact with you, for even the smallest of things.

Like you would ask him to pass your knife and he’d tell Tuk to do it and leave. It was rather aggravating but two can play this game.

“Okay, so now you take the knife and slice it through here, slowly, Lo’ak,” Sa’nok instructed.

Right now, Neytiri was teaching them to cut the meat they just caught from their hunt. The game was in the middle and all of us were in a circle surrounding it.

Lo’ak was cutting into the side of a Yerik, and he was obviously struggling. The cut wasn’t clean straight down, instead, there were jagged lines from his continuous stopping and starting. It was a sad sight to see, honestly.

“Oh, Eywa, how could he be this bad?” Kiri whispered to you, causing you to snicker. He really was horrendous at it.

“Come hold this done for your tsmukan,” Sa’nok ordered you. From the way her eyes were fixated on yours, this was something you could not refuse.

So you got up and slowly walked towards Lo’ak. His displeasure with what was happening was evident in the way his jaw tensed and the increased gripe on the hunting knife. But he didn't verbalize it, fearing the wrath of Neytiri.

You both worked together, you holding down the animal and Lo’ak cutting it. The silence was uneasy and made the time drag slowly like a snail.

“Y’know, if you would just tell me-” Lo’ak began to whisper. You cut him off with a deadly look, you were tired of having this same endless conversation with him.

“No, and acting like a child because I won’t tell you will not get me to tell you.” You growled at him.

He huffed and kept quiet after that. You caught Sa’nok looking at you both in the corner of your eye, and you had no doubt that she saw and heard that entire exchange. Just great, another person on your case.

After the lesson, Sa’nok pulled you both aside for a “chat”. There you sat in front of her, it was terrifying, I mean who wouldn’t be terrified at being stared down by their Sa’nok? But this was Neytiri we were talking about here. A fierce warrior in her own right and the dead silence with prolonged eye contact made you unnerved.

“Well?” She asked, leaning against a tree. We were a far way from our home, in the jungle. Little creatures ran across the ground and the wind flowing provided some breeze to cool you down. Unfortunately, it couldn’t calm your heart. You felt trapped, and it’s funny because all of the walls you built to keep your family out are coming down. And you feel trapped because of it. Isn’t that ironic?

“We just had a disagreement, Sa’nu,” Lo’ak lied through his teeth easily. Maintained eye contact and didn’t think too hard about his answer, but that wouldn’t fool Neytiri.

“Try again, Lo’ak,” she replied, “and try to not lie to me this time. You two are close and now suddenly, you treat each other like strangers. Something is wrong and you refuse to talk about it. So talk, now.” She got up from her spot and climbed the tree with expertise. She went up far so that she wouldn’t us but not too far so she could see if we tried to run.

“Have I done something wrong?” Lo’ak asked. It was..it was unlike his previous questions, full of accusations of mistrust. “We used to go to each other for anything, everything. And now you shut me out. You shut everyone out, (Y/N).”

“But, Lo’ak you wouldn’t get it…”, you protest weakly, you don’t even believe the words coming out of your mouth. At least you don’t fully believe them, you just say them hoping they’ll work. They never do.

He scoffs at this and narrows his eyes at you, “You keep saying that. I won’t understand this, I won’t understand that. But you never tell me what I’m not understanding so just tell me. Tell me so I can understand and help you, tsumkan.”

“You can’t, Lo’ak! You can’t help me with this, no one can help me with this but myself. It’s like you said, ‘If go to our parents then what does say about me?’ And I know what your gonna say, hypocrite, and your right I am one. But this issue...it’s…it’s more than just bullying or alienating. It’s different, and I don’t think anyone can fix it but me. Besides, how can I lead our people if I cannot handle this on my own?” You argued against him, frustration swells into your chest. This argument is going nowhere at all.

“Gah, you skxawng! Why do you act like being the Olo’eyktan means that you would be alone with all of the clan duties on your back! Sempu gets a lot of help, he’s never alone. So why do you assume you would be? That makes no freaking sense and we both know it!” He screams at you, becoming louder and louder with every word.

You didn't realize either of you weas moving until your back came against the tree. Just great, you were trapped yet again.

Lo’ak’s face crumbles and the anger he exhibited earlier is gone. “I just want to help my tsmukan, that is all I want to do. I see that you are hurting, and it might not be exactly the same way, but the reason is the same, right? Because we are not full Na’vi.” He chuckles dryly looking at his hands, his five-finger hands. “Because we are part Demon, right?”

Your head hangs low in shame, “Yea, it is. But like I said, Lo’ak, I got this. You don't gotta worry, okay.”

But despite the smile you plastered onto your face, you didn't believe a word you said. And honestly, you got the feeling neither did Lo’ak.

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[rorynn]

A strange little human but brave.

Authors note: i had this on drafts. This what your reading was called "Lo'ak needs more comfront" but changed it because the meeting is taking to long. By the way you as the reader have siblings and is training to protect your siblings.

•My boy he litterly needs to be heard out. Ones he ran away from his home so he can cool himself after being yelled from his parents.

•Especially from Jake.

•He went somewhere deep into the bushes to a unknown cliff.

•The same cliff where he met you. It was a bit awkward.

•He hang out with Spider without his parents knowing when he heard someone laughing.

•He got closer to see only a little girl probalby his age laughing with another girl who is a bit tallet than her.

•Then he heard you calling her sister in Na'vi, tsmuke.

•You were talking Na'vi so did your sister.

•He and Spider thoat that there is no human kids left in Pandora only Spider.

•The Na'vi and a human boy wanted to leave but the same time Lo'ak wanted to meet you, know you.

•But Spider warned him that Jake will be mad if he figures out he left with no telling.

•Then you appeared out of nowhere. Telling them what are they doing here or you will beat their ass if they are here to hurt you and your sister. In Na'vi.

•Then your sister stopped you and said to look at na'vi boy's fingers. And for Spider who is also a human boy left in Pandora.

•Then you asked curiously who they are.

•Lo'ak then said hus name and that he is the third child off Toruk Makto. The son of Jake Sully.

•Then your sister squealed and told him that you and her heard about his dad. He was a great warrior.

•Then you asked who the other boy is. He said that his name is Spider Soccoro. A friend of Lo'ak.

•Until Lo'ak said Spider is Quaritch's son.

•That shocked you and your sister. Causing Spider to be upset and galred at Lo'ak for bringing that up.

•Until you said that he looks nothing like him.

•Spider seemed less upset.

•Then you asked if they would like to play with you and your sister but your sister told you she can't and that she has homework that the scientist give her about Earth.

•And you didn't, you were only 6. It's like your in the first grade in First Day of school so you didn't have.

•So you played with them.

•Talked about your lives.

•Lo'ak told you he has 3 siblings. Neteyam "the perfect little soilder". Kiri his adopted sister. His dad's friend's daughter who died. And Tuktirey who is bon just a few weeks ago.

•You awed and asked about is Tuktirey adorible and he said yes.

•Then you asked Spider about his family. He said he doesn't have one. He only had Max and Norm and the other scientist that stayed in Pandora. His mom and dad died in the war. And Lo'ak, Kiri and Neteyam.

•You felt bad about him. Even though he's the the son of the same species as yours. He didn't seem like him at all you remind him that is not one to be blamed for what his dad did.

•You then thoat of somthing to make him less upset and told a stories that was told in Earth. Some of them are from Disneys and some from Drwamworkers.

•They both loved it.

•You two were even distracted that you forgot it was eclipse.

•As you saw that it's getting dark.

•You told them that it's time to go home.

•Lo'ak started panicking that his dad is going to kill him.

•You confroted him that his dad won't, he will be a little mad.

•Until a large blue female figure appeared in front of Lo'ak, hissing fiercely at you. At the same time, another large blue male figure leaped in front of left side. Glaring at you.

•You emedeatly backed away looking confused and angry but immediately bared your teeth at them. You trying to protect youself by not fearing them. A little.

•Then the female threaded you who you are and what are you doing near her son?

•Now that you know she is his mom and the male one is his dad Lo'ak tried to say somthing til you interrupted him saying that you just palying with him and his friend.

Then she turned to her mate saying that you needs to leave and that you are a harm. A Sky Demon.

Then the the male on came closer to you.

Looking down at your high.

He was staring at you. Then called Neytiri saying that your just a little kid and a little messy.

That angered you at told them that your not little kid and hissed at them.

Wich shocked the boys acept Neytiri, she felt disrespected.

Then Jake looked at you and said that you are and asked where you come from and are there some humans left in Pandora.

You said nothing. You told him that your sister said not to talk to strangers.

Then Jake said "You were talking with my son, you two are strangers, kid"

You angerly said "because he's harmless he and he is not a creepy grown up nor his friend. And stop calling me a kid"

Jake was ataken a back.

You don’t seem scared of him. You talked back to them. You bared your teeth at them like then mistuke you for someone.

Then you asked can you go? Wich Lo'ak gasped a little and asked if is your home far away you should have done that earlier because the wild animals hunt at midnight.

Then you said camly that you shouldn't be worry about you and that your home isn't that far:)

Then Neytiri inurapted and said that you should go your cousing trouble.

Lo'ak is trying to defend you saying that you are harmless.

Neytiri shushed him and said that you coused enough trouble.

This angred you even more. You said that it wasn't his fault for coming it here in the first place and that you three were having fun and didn't relise it was late till it was eclipse.

It was a loud silent Jake looked at Neytiri, Neytiri did the same and looked at you then Lo'ak. He then said that your his friend.

It shocked you that you actually having friends right now.

You didn't have friends you had only your big sister and a baby brother.

Then you heard someone calling your name from. It souned like your sister. You can see then a couple of humans and a Avatar appiering.

"Coming sister!"

•Then Spider said "I think you should go home, your sister is probably worried."

Then you said "Yeah I can see that. It was knowing you and Lo'ak tho" they looked at Jake "and stop calling me a kid". "Y/N!"

•"I'm coming!"

You reluctantly returns to her before you could say another word though you scold "S/N! How many times do I have to tell ya, don't bother me when I'm trying to defend my friends!!" to which your sister replies "gee, Sorry".

Did that stop you from seing them.

No.

Pt. 2

[xxoxobree]

Little Troublemaker

Just a little blurb ?

Warnings- none? Pregnancy?

W.C- 800

Lo’ak x Mom Reader? Jake & Neytiri x Reader

It had been nine years since Jake and I had arrived on this planet, and things had changed dramatically since then.

I glanced down at my swollen belly, my hand resting gently on the curved surface. It was hard to believe that I was now in my avatar permanently, something that had seemed like a distant dream all those years ago. But that was the magic of Pandora; a planet that seemed to thrive on the impossible.

As I walked through the forest, my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my children playing. I smiled as I watched my two boys, Neteyam and Lo'ak, chasing each other through the trees. Neytiri was watching them intently, a baby tucked gently into her chest , while little Kiri sat watching as well.

We had started a family on this planet, a family that included Neytiri. We had four children, with one more on the way. Neteyam and little Tuk were Neytiri's biological children, while Lo'ak was mine. We had also adopted a little girl named Kiri, who was the light of our lives.

I watched the kids playing with pure joy etched on their faces, a smile creasing my own. As I approached Neytiri, my heart swelled with affection for her, and I wrapped my arms around her, leaving a tender kiss on her cheek.

"How are you, my beloved?" I inquired, gazing into her eyes. She beamed at me and placed her hand on my swelling belly, causing our unborn child to stir in response.

"Looks like someone's eager to meet you too," I chuckled, and we shared a moment of laughter.

"I think I'll head inside and whip up some dinner," Neytiri said, nodding towards our cozy abode. I agreed with a nod, my hand resting on my stomach as I hummed a happy tune.

I sat down with Kiri as she crawled in my lap, her head on my chest. "Hello sweet pea, are you okay?" I asked, caressing her hair.

"I'm okay, Mom," she giggled.

"Hello boys, be careful," I shouted as Neteyam and Lo'ak continued to play.

"Hi, Mom, look," Neteyam said, effortlessly swinging through the trees, causing me to giggle.

"Wow, Neteyam."

It wasn't long before Jake arrived, a smile on his face, happy to see us.

“Hello my love.” He said crouching kissing me on the forehead.

“Daddy.” Kiri screamed jumping in his arms.

“Hello baby girl.” He said hugging her tightly

The boys came down shortly to greet their father but of course not without getting into a little argument. As they bickered, Jake and I exchanged a knowing smile, these small squabbles were just a part of the family. The boys being boys.

I guess we let the bickering go on for too long because now the boys were sending kicks into each other's legs. I rushed over to the commotion Neteyam, and Lo'ak, in a heated argument.

"Boys no." I pleaded strongly, my voice shaking with emotion.

"Lo'ak kicked me first, mom." Neteyam said, tears welling up in his eyes.

"But you started it by calling me names!" Lo'ak countered, his face turning red with anger.

“You should go inside babe, I’ll handle this.” Jake offered.

Lo'ak was a little troublemaker, but he was also the apple of my eye. I watched over him with the utmost care,especially with our differences from the rest of the clan, but sometimes even I couldn't protect him from his father's scolding.

I made my way inside overhearing Jake scolding Lo'ak for something that wasn't entirely his fault both boys were misbehaving.

I looked back at Lo’ak and I couldn't bear to see my son so upset and decided to intervene.

"Stop being so hard on Lo'ak," I told Jake firmly.

Jake was taken aback by my sudden interruption, but he knew I was right. He softened his tone and tried to explain things to Lo'ak and Neteyam in a gentler way.

However, Lo'ak was still upset and ran off inside to sulk.

I went after him and found him sitting on his bed, tears streaming down his face. I sat down next to him and put my arm around him, pulling him close.

"Shh, shh, it's okay," I whispered. "Don't cry, my little troublemaker."

Lo'ak sniffled and wiped his tears away. "But Daddy was so mad at me," he said.

"I know, but he didn't mean to be so hard on you," I replied."He just wants you to be the best you can be."

"But what if I can't be the best?" he asked, his voice trembling.

I hugged him tighter. "Oh, Lo'ak, don't ever think that. You're already the best in my eyes. And I know you can be anything you want to be."

Lo'ak looked up at me, his eyes wide with wonder. "Really?"

"Really," I confirmed with a smile and kiss to the cheek.

"All you need is a little bit of love and a lot of hard work.And I know you have both in spades."

Lo'ak grinned, his dimples showing.

"Thanks, Mom."

I ruffled his hair affectionately. "Anytime, my little troublemaker. Anytime."

And with that, Lo'ak's spirits lifted and he went back to being the mischievous little boy his mother knew and loved.

[ele-sme]

Spider: you need to confess to Lo'ak

Tsireya: i do not know, what if i say something stupid

Kiri: trust me you'd be doing him a favor

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Jake: i love you more then anything and anyone in this universe

Neytiri: I love you too

Tuk: you love mom more then me?

Jake: what no! Only romantically

Tuk: whe ah she is crying

Tuk: dad loves mom more then me run away

Spider: father of the year

Jake: that attitude is why we didn't adopt you.

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Neteyam: you look beautiful tonight

Spider: only tonight?

Neteyam: no i meant everyday

Spider: meant?

Neteyam: no i mean- are you joking with me?

Spider: yes

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Spider: pulling Neteyam tail

Neteyam: ouch, you son of a bitch

Spider: first of all I'm your son of a bitch and secondly i do not believe it hurts so much

Neteyam: it doesn't? Alright come here!

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Kiri: so this is a little...boring

Rotxo: yes it is, ideas on how to spent time?

Kiri: what if we make out

Rotxo: okay with me

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Lo'ak: you are beautiful tonight

Tsireya: only tonight?

Lo'ak: i do not like the fact that you spent so much time with Spider he is a bad influence

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Spider: the view from up here will never fell me. They are on Neteyam ikran

Neteyam: do you know what more beautiful then the view?

Lo'ak: behind them please get a room

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Tuk: Kiri do you wanna see how i do a flip?

Kiri: yes show me!

Tuk: doing it and falling on her face

Kiri: you been great! Good job!

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Lo'ak: Mom who is your favorite child?

Neytiri: Spider

Tuk: but he is not even your son! He is only your son in law!

Neytiri: still he do everything i ask him to do

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Lo'ak: you are a white man

Spider: WHAT he is acting drammatic now

Kiri: going to his side to comfort him don't ever say something like that again! He is only half white

Spider: oe might necesito sentarme (for who doesn't know: oe means i in na'vi)

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Neteyam: i hate when you speak Spanish, i never understand what you are saying.

Spider: callate y vamos a besarnos

Neteyam: why are you angry at me now?!

Spider: this is so funny

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Neytiri: be careful

Jake: I'm always careful

That evening when he returned

Jake: Neytiri...i didn't be careful

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Tuk: this is annoying, dad and mom are together, Neteyam and Spidy are together, Lo'ak and Tsireya are together and Kiri and Rotxo are together! I'm the only one single

Jake: and it will remain that way

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Tuk: do you want to play together? To any male kid in the radius of one kilometres

Male kid: emh...

Behind Tuk, Jake,Spider, Neteyam and Lo'ak ready to throw hands with a eight year old.

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Rotxo: when you said you were magical I expected you meant kissing

Kiri: showing of her powers as Lorax/Jesus of pandora that stupid to think

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Today i was bored so i did the most funny things ever THIS! Hope you guys like it, and yes i can't describe like i would like.

[elvesandlanterns]

Ghost Helpline part 3. Diana was shocked, hurt and elated all at once! “Your grandmother is Pandora?! I did not know that she even had a child! I am ecstatic to meet you Konstelacio. Oh my I call you cousin?” This was it! as far apart as the separation between Pandora and Themyscia may be Diana would take any family she could. The loneliness of childhood gnawed at her.

“Oh no! I’m not Pandoras Grandchild!” The girl crossed and uncrossed her arms into an X to show her dismissal, “She is a good mentor! And a wonderful family confidant! If anything she’s like my Nanny.”

Constantine began to sweat buckets.

Diana shouted, “Wait…is Pandora…” lips thinned.

“A ghost ? Yes”

- Tim stared at Konstelacio, she had begun to breathe deeply, averting her eyes from Wonder Woman, feet shuffling together. She was exhibiting shame. And Tim understood the feeling well, that you were too unworthy to even be held in comparison to someone else. Someone whose shoes you could never even dream of filling. “Do Demons have grandmas?” Uhhh speedsters.

“Yes”

“That’s so cool! Who’s yours?”

“I don’t know.”

Oh oh those golden eyes looked tired. As tired as Jason’s eyes had been after his first gala, Dick thought. They may have both been adopted but Jason was treated to so much contempt being from the streets, so much fake pity. /Oh poor kid doesn’t even know who his mom is./Dick knew Jason hated it all.

“I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay. It doesn’t matter.”

/It doesn’t matter Dick! Just drop it!/ the eldest robin frowned.

Damian tsked, “What about your parents? I would suppose even monsters need those? Also landing community service instead of some harsher punishment must mean you have some connection to authority in your ‘realm’ no?”

The little girl grinned, “Yes something like that.”

She has nearly everyone in the room duped, Constantine side eyed the Bats nearly. He knew that smile; a tad too wide eyes, a fraction to tight smile, the inexplicable about of understanding and kindness up until this point… this was the grin of a con artist.

- “I know quite a lot of important people! Why Pandora herself is my nanny! And my supervisor is my uncle.”

“Tsh- is that not a conflict of interest?”

“Doesn’t matter,” John wished he was allowed to smoke in space, “No more wasting time, now that we know you can help us what’s your price?”

“Hhhuuu what? Oh the price for the antidote will have to come later, after all you technically aren’t getting it from me. I’ll have to ask nanna and whoever else decides to help what the want. It’s only fair.”

“We see,” Batman’s low tone sounded. “And the dragon-“

Her hand stuck out shyly, “Tips are always welcomed tho…after all I am still providing a service.”

“We don’t …”

“It takes me a lot of energy and time to help you mortals so much. I’m so tired already.”

Batman’s mouth stilled, “We-“

A blur of red, “Oh are you hungry? Do you need anything? Let me get you a chair, snacks..”

“No no chair! Nothing is going threw that circle !” Constantine yelled, “Do you have any idea what could happen!”

“She’s a child!”

“She’s a demon!”

“Constantine is right.”

“Bats you can’t be serious, just look at her?”

“Flash we know your intentions are in the right place but we just can’t risk it! We also can’t risk not clearly defining what she considers a tip.” Zatanna signed how long have they been here, the girl looked harmless enough but something about her made her skin crawl.

“A favor would be nice! Especially from the red one!”

“See who knows what she could end up asking for.”

“Oh I see I’m sorry,” she looked down dejected, “ I do suppose no one carries favors for ladies around anymore hhhmmm and none of you have handkerchiefs? Awww”

“Why would you want something like that ?!?” Diana was horrified, her to be cousin was a child! No men, man, demon should be giving her favors to begin a courtship! “Flash!”

“Oh no no I wasn’t defending you to-“

“I know I know I just wanted one from you cuz you were nice to me.”

“That’s still doesn’t explain why you would ask for a favor as a tip?” Diana looked as the girl flushed in embarrassment. “I -I -I just want one to show my friends that’s all just to prove that I could get one that’s all! Uummmm cousin???” She hesitated regretful as soon as the word had come out.

“Oh I see are your friends giving you a hard time? Well I say the only one that would be appropriate to give you such a thing would be Robin… the youngest that is.”

The bats looked back at Damian oh dear lord sweat god don’t -

“Tch- here.”

Oh

Damian tossed a handkerchief towards the circle. “You just carry a handkerchief with you?” “Of course I do I’m not a heathen unlike you Drake.”

The toss was barely thrown in her direction when it disappeared entirely. “Where…”

“No worries I just put it in my inventory. Now then I’ll be on my way.”

“Wait!”

“Huh?” Big doe eyes blinked up at them all in confusion.

“The dragon! What about that thi- guy.” Hal scruffed out.

The girl brightened up, “Oh you don’t have to pay me anything for that! After all Aragon the one that broke his patrol. So I’m sure as soon as I send my report someone will come deal with it eventually.”

“Eventually?!” Hal’s hand hit the table, who was this kid?

“Well yes, tons of reports go in everyday! It is the INFINITE realms after all! Who knows when they’ll get to yours.” She shrugged as if it was all just a matter of convenience as if that very dragon haven’t terrorized and destroyed lives throwing its tantrum.

Superman chewed his lip, as this meeting contributed to drag on he had no doubt Aragon would continue to destroy everything in its path. “Wait what about your connection, surely you know someone that can help ? What about your supervisor uncle ?” Clark needed this to stop, he couldn’t even land a punch on this guy. Nothing worked and he was already weak to magic. This has to stop.

“Well I suppose I can but it’ll cost you.”

“Wait just a minute!”

“Do we even have anything you want?” Clark raked his mind over ideas in his head, for a tip all she had wanted was a handkerchief an old school way of showing off to her friends like any normal girl. “We don’t have much but I’m sure we could think of something???”

“It’s okay Mr. Superman.” Konstelacio lite up “I’ll just take something you mortals don’t really think about hhhmmm something small.”

Hal sighed as he leaned back, “You sure we can’t just give her a dog?”

“Ugh fuck this mate I need a light,” forget not being allowed to smoke up here all these idiot we’re getting on John’s last nerve, “Ugh drat! I could have sworn I had my lighter in my pocket.”

“Oh you mortals losing things in your own pocket. Oh that’s what I want in return!”

“A lighter? Smoking is -“

“I want your pockets.”

“What do you mean?”

The devil grinned, “Your pockets, empty them.”

#@starkcravingmad

[naavispider]

How do u think Grace Augustine would react to Spider? Like would she have mixed feelings towards him due to being Quaritch’s son or would she be very open and accepting? If they ever met within Eywa how do you think she’d react to his relationship with Kiri and with him saving Quaritch?

I think Grace would LOVE him. She is naturally extremely caring and loving towards the Na'vi children, seeming to develop the best kind of teacher/child relationships, and defending them to the very last. "There are families in there. Babies. Are you gonna kill babies?" I think she is such a maternal person when she's away from the toxic masculinity of the military and in particular all the useless guys she spent her days surrounded by.

So I think she would be loving and accepting towards Spider, no questions asked. She is intelligent, smart, curious, and generally not stupid enough to be burdened by bias towards Spider just because of his dad. That's a ridiculous prejudice and she's sadly not surprised so many asshats from the RDA have adopted this attitude. Not her though. She's so over them.

If they ever met within Eywa, I think she'd wordlessly come up to him and hug him, and Spider would obviously know who she was straight away. It's Kiri's mom - the hero who sacrificed herself for the Na'vi. He always kind of looked up to her. If everyone from his race was as compassionate and kind as Grace, the RDA might not even be on Pandora.

She would pull away from the hug and tell him she's proud of him. She was watching him the whole time, and thinks he's the strongest kid she's ever known for fighting against the RDA and his own dad.

[wehelddarkness]

x

[lost-girl-2021]

Adopted Spider Pt.2

Remember, he’s twelve. He’s a kid. And, up until age four, he was also the baby of the family (and in a lot of ways, still is). He’s about to be outgrown (physically) by Tuk and he’ll always be the smallest and most in-danger. In his memory, he’s never gone more than two days without seeing one of his siblings or parents. Even before he was old enough to go outside, he was never left alone for long. He’d never even gone into the woods by himself at night, had never slept by himself before (not since he was old enough to join his family in the village). Yes, he was knowledgable and smart and skilled; he had the best aim out of all his siblings, knew the names of seemingly all of the herbs and plants and fruits surrounding their home. If they were on Earth, he’d be one of the biggest kids on the playground. But, he was still just twelve.

I could see the rest of Spider’s time with the RDA going a few ways. The first is that Quaritch stops Ardmore from using the machine, because Spider is younger and looks so much like the kid that he is, that he can’t stand by and watch any of it. He still takes the kid with him into the woods, but I think he might shield him more. Because, not only is he young, but being raised by the Sullys (with three overprotective older siblings) left Spider a bit naive and unused to the harshness of the RDA. He spent even more time with the Na’vi than in canon, rarely going to the shack unless he was visiting Grace with Kiri or getting check-ups every few weeks (or the occasional night or two when his parents insisted he took breaks from his mask and he was confined to the shack). He slept, bathed, and learned with them. His mom still did his hair for him, his dad still sharpened his knife for him so he didn’t hurt himself. He knows a lot more than the average human when it comes to Pandora, but he’s still a kid.

I like the idea of Spider completely stonewalling the recoms, totally ignoring everything they try to tell him. Because, his big brother might be a jerk sometimes, but when he told Spider to do something (especially in the serious way he had) Spider listens. He rejects any form of comfort offered, sleeps separate from the others even when he’s cold and scared and can’t sleep without his brother’s heartbeat under his ears. He used to sleep in the center of the sleep pile with Tuk, his family surrounding him. He never shivered or got scared, because his siblings and parents were all around him. With the recoms, he’s never felt so alone.

Alternatively, he gives in and Quaritch sees just how young Spider is. He doesn’t know how to do his own hair, can’t sleep alone, and will eat the Na’vi equivalent of candy (some super sugary fruit or something) every day, for every meal if he’s allowed to, even if it gives him a stomach ache. He makes fart jokes and wants to stay up late and once he’s introduced to cartoons (and tablet time) he’s obsessed. Holds the screen an inch from his face, always asks for it as soon as they set up camp, is a total pain about it. Quaritch almost breaks the tablet at one point and constantly uses the excuse that it’s about to run out of batteries. Basically, Spider’s just a little shit during the day and then lies on top of Quaritch at night like a cat curling up on someone’s chest. (This makes it hurt all the more when his family and Quaritch fight, because he doesn’t know who to pick. The family who raised him or the family who he was born into. He missed his parents and siblings so much, but . . . they left. They never came for him. And Quaritch was a monster, just like Lo’ak said, but he was also . . . he could also be nice. He had also become Spider’s parent. And Spider doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t want any of them to get hurt.

Last part will be posted next!

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Avatar: TWOW fanfiction prompts

You guys are welcome to use these prompts. The prompts take place before and after TWOW. I came with all of these, lol.

The Sully family meets Spider for the first time.

Lo'ak talks about Neteyam with Payakan after his death.

Kiri and Spider catch up after being apart for so long.

Jake and Neytiri reflect on what happened.

Spider talks about his time with Quaritch with Jake.

Spider asked Jake what Earth is like.

Jake confronts Neytiri about her relationship with Spider.

Jake and Neytiri comfort Tuk after Neteyam death.

The Sully siblings reflect on the events.

Norm visits the Sully family.

Spider asks Quaritch what his mom was like.

Lo'ak talks to Tsireya about Neteyam.

Neteyam babysits his siblings while their parents are out.

Norm is struggling taking care of baby Spider.

The Sully siblings explore Pandora.

Spider learning the ways of the Metkayina Clan.

Quaritch reflects on Spider after his son didn't come with him.

Tuk has a nightmare and Jake comfort her.

Jake adopts Spider in a bittersweet moment.

The Sully family thinks about the future.

Kiri talks to Jake about seeing Grace in the tree of souls.

Neytiri's first pregnancy.

Kiri meets Spider for the first time and get along very well.

The Sully siblings play many Earth game. Hide and seek, Simon Says, Tag, etc.

The Sully siblings watch Disney movies.

The Sully siblings celebrate their Birthdays.

Neteyam survives.

Lo'ak and Neteyam have a brotherly moment.

Spider talks Quaritch's ear off.

The Sully siblings time travel to past.

Tuk says a swear word.

Lo'ak hangs out with Spider.

The Sully family holds out during a thunder storm.

Quaritch bonds with his Ikran.

Neteyam patches up Lo'ak after scrapping his knee.

Spider confronts Quaritch about his obsession with Jake Sully.

The Sully family has a family movie night.

Jake teaches Lo'ak and Nateyam how to use a gun.

The Sully siblings play Truth or Dare.

Neytiri has a chat with Ronal.

Spider makes video journals.

[romanoffsbish]

To Be a Family

Natasha Romanoff x PlusFem!Reader

To Be: Cherished | Mine Forever

18+ | Minors DNI ‼️

Warnings— "Fat" / "Tubby" used offensively, Schoolyard bullying / violence, brief homophobia.

Smut—Face Riding (N), Fingering(R), Marking(N/R), Doubled Strap, Teasing (!!) Overstimulation(R), Orgasm Denial(R), Hair Pulling, Blindfold, Silk Bonds, Roughish, Daddy (N), Good Girl(R).

Top!Nat, reader briefly tries 😂 ‼️

Nearly 11K, and the final piece, making this a trilogy 🤪🥵

Mostly though, it's some whore shit(Nat is a whore for reader, reader is a tease first, whore second) and fluff.

Clarifying information (I’m a Virgo):

Eliza-6m, Sam-4, Avery-5 (adopted 11/2021)

Respectively 1(Mar), 5(May), 6(Sep) by end of the story.

Mama-Y/N, Mommy-Nat

The house was suspiciously quiet, and the mattress was shockingly barren of the usual intruders as Natasha's eyes surveyed the bed. "Moya lyubov, wake up...," she lightly shakes your shoulders, and with clear struggle you peak one eye open, "Natty, is everything okay?," she strokes your cheek lovingly as your words soften her resolve, but then her need returns.

Her hips not so subtly buck into your bare thigh, eyes of emerald green visibly darkening, and you now see her intentions, "You absolute horn dog, I was sleeping peacefully, get away!," a raspy chuckle fans across your skin as she shifts to be hovering above you, lips press to your shoulder before sliding across your chest; sucking your flesh between her lips, her teeth lightly nibbling at your plush skin, whimpers of need betraying your previous sentiments.

"I've missed this..." you hum your agreement, fingers tangled into her short red locks to keep her lips on you, but just as you were melting into the mattress the sounds of encroaching footsteps stops you from enjoying the bliss that is your wife's lips., "Natty..." The redheads fingers dig into your hips, "No" her growls ignored as you throw her off just in time for the door to swing right open.

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"Mama!" Avery shrieks, "Mommy!" Sam follows, both kids jumping into a set of corresponding arms, nuzzling into your warm embraces, and your heart bursts at the seams. Natasha however feigns annoyance, mouthing 'I'm calling the adoption agency' to you over your sons shoulder, and you just roll your eyes then greet your tiny ones. "Good morning angels, did you sleep well?," Your question seemingly enough to open up pandora's box as the energetic duo tell you tales of their dreams, the both of you listening with rapt attention.

"Alrighty now, how about you two run along to get dressed, then clean your rooms while I go make breakfast for the sleeping birthday girl." Natasha smiles at the switch to 'focused' mom, "What about mommy?," You smirk at their call out, "Easy, she'll get dressed too, then go get the little one ready for the busy day ahead." They run along, content with your answer, but the redhead huffs, realizing her dreams of continuing your previous actions were fruitless.

—

Breakfast was plated up the exact moment everyone had began to file into the dining room, Natasha settled Eliza into her chair then made her way over to 'help you.' Strong arms wrapped around you from behind, hugging you tightly, placing a kiss to your cheek to 'distract' you from seeing the bacon she thieves, and you let it slide because it was her own plate anyway.

The kids were scarfing down the pancakes, "Slow down angels, your food isn't going anywhere.," you playfully reprimanded them, keeping your eyes on the infant shoveling the scrambled eggs into her mouth and smiling at her when she'd clap some between her hands, "But mommy's doing it too.," Sam snitches over his mouthful, and you gaze over to see your guilty wife who just shrugs her shoulders, then her fork expertly steals a pancake from your stack, and you suddenly realize this is why your mother always ate while she cooked.

Within a half hours time you'd managed to load everyone into the Subaru Outback, but you couldn't help but notice your wife's gaze shifting towards the stingray corvette, drowning in longing, and it's in the moments like these that you wonder if you might've rushed her into all this before she was ready.

You can't exactly fit a family of five into the sports car...

Motherhood was a shared dream, mentioned from the start, but Natasha herself didn't seem to understand just how much sacrifice follows. Lack of personal space and sleep didn't bother her, but the having to share you actually did. She had never been able to claim anything as truly hers, but after acquiring your love she finally knew what it was like to have it all. Married life was truly blissful, but the call from the agency came almost just as quickly, you were ecstatic, and in the moment so was she. Now she's a mom of three, and at times she does find herself missing the freedom that came without the title.

Natasha was pulled from her trance when she saw a set of keys flying at her face, then she looked up to see your sympathetic smile, and her feet were shuffling as soon as she saw you trying to enter the drivers seat of the wagon. "Detka, what do you think you're doing?," the door you'd opened suddenly closing, and your body was being leaned against the car, "Natty, you can meet us at Wanda's, go for a joyride my love.," You'd pecked her lips in closing, but she had stopped you once again., "No detka, we're a family, and we'll travel as such, now hop into the passengers seat, we can't be late."

The look in her eyes told you she appreciated your sweet gesture, but the underlying fear led you to see she was afraid to lose all of this, "Natty, Wanda isn't that terrifying.," you choose to tease her, silently changing the subject, and noticing her clear appreciation in the way she playfully nudges your arm, then slaps your ass while shoving you towards the passenger side, because for as long as she's available you'll never be made to drive.

—

Wanda was literally right at the edge of her lawn when you pulled up, "Auntie Wanda!" the kids squealed, quickly running into her open arms, their excitement only growing at the sight of a very special blonde, "Auntie Lena!!!" The redhead playfully scoffed as they dropped from her hold, she swiftly turned to pull Natasha into her arms, then as she pulled you in she stole the baby from you with a kiss to your temple as an offering.

Natasha grabbed your hand before you could follow the crowd, using it to spin you into her for a loving kiss as everyone else walked away., "I love you Y/N/N, thank you for earlier, but I need you to know I'm all in.," Your arms tightly wrapped around her waist, head settling down on her chest as you sighed., "I know you are Natty, but I also can't help but to think I might've rushed you into motherhood."

"Oh moya lyubov', I wanted this just as much, I just have to admit it really sucks sharing you..." You pull back to catch a rare look at your wife up close, "Yeah, I too miss the days when I could have you all to myself, now Eliza-bear takes all of your time..."

Natasha giggles as she leans in to kiss you once more, making sure to linger for her own selfish needs, "Just say the word detka, I have their case worker on speed dial...," She laughs loudly as you glare at her, "Natty!! Stop it, they're going to hear you one of these times." Her inappropriate laughter just continues as you drag her into Wanda's backyard so you decide to leave her with Yelena.

Wanda truly planned a perfect party, there was a petting zoo and a clown all manifested by her powers, the decorations fit the baby shark theme perfectly, the goodies were pastry chef level, and the kids were having an absolute blast. Tireless hours spent running around in fits of laughter had your lips in a constant upturn, and you could see the same was to be said for your wife's as she and Yelena played along with them.

Wanda was equally as happy, the precious baby having grown tired was napping on her chest, and you were just silently observing the joy until Natasha snuck up from behind you., "Detka! Come play with us...," you lurched forward, your wife quick to catch your terrified form, "Jesus Nat..." She placed a kiss to your shoulder in apology, your hands clasping over hers as you worked to pull yourself together, then your eyes dropped to the sad little girl.

"Mama, Mommy..." Avery's shaky voice calls out for you two, Natasha quickly moves around you to scoop her up, and you move to join the embrace, "What is it honey?"

She sniffles lightly, then her sad eyes travel between the both of your concerned ones, a tiny smile then etches onto her features in a truly confusing manner. "Thank you for being our mommies, and giving Liz a birthday party." Natasha's face contorts almost angrily at the unnecessary gratitude, and you too fight the tears that threaten to fall, her obvious pain blanketed by her innocence truly hurts your soul, but for Natasha the incident is a uniquely clarifying one that helps to heal her inner child.

"Oh sweetheart, you don't have to thank us, we're just doing what we're supposed to do.," You coo, hand lifting to wipe the tear from her eye line, then shifting to wipe away at Nat's, who sighs at the comfort your touch offers her.

"Avery, I know you're probably scared, but I promise that this is a forever arrangement.," Natasha proudly relays to the brunette in her arms, "Yeah?" she asks, her voice uncertain. "Ave, you're our angel, and you're here to stay." You place a kiss to her cheek, then leave her alone with Natasha once she'd settled down, collecting your remaining brood and saying your goodbyes.

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With Natasha retiring from the Avengers, and only remaining available for end of the world threats she had a lot more time for frivolity. Summer proved to be the perfect time for the both of you to take the kids out to experience the world like they truly never had before. So, you'd taken an entire month off from the group home, and July became the month to make core memories, and unbeknownst to Natasha it would prove to be a challenging one for her.

—

Natasha was stood behind the grill, hand tightly flexed around the tongs that were meant to be flipping the chicken over, but she was far too entranced by you, the goddess currently sat on the steps of the pool as your children surrounded you in various floatation devices. Your smile innocent as can be as you watched Eliza splashing at the water so aggressively, just to be shocked every time it hit her face. The older kids found amusement in the act too, but they were soon over it, and began traveling around the entire pool by means of the wall, with your warning to be careful on their minds.

Natasha hated that during this wholesome event her predatory focus was on you, but not enough for her to look away though, she couldn't help it when you looked that good. You were sat there in a bright pink one piece and she wondered why she'd never seen it before today, she had a delicious view of your cleavage, and the sides over your hips were tastefully cut out. It's like your body was calling to her, screaming to her that it was perfectly crafted as a place to rest her hands, all her mind can think of is gripping you by your exposed skin and shoving you against a wall.

"Mommy, is the food almost done? I'm sooo hungry!" Sam shouts from the poolside, your gaze finally meeting that of your wife's, and it's then that she notices the mischief beneath them. Natasha meets your smirking face with a scowl, her gaze dropping to the near to burning chicken, then slowly shifts over to your sons expectant face., "Five more minutes honey, how about you all get out and changed, yeah?"

Natasha sneaks a glance at you once more, eyes falling to your bottom as you step out of the pool, wetted swimsuit clinging to your every curve, and the months of sexual frustration causes a painful pit to form in her stomach. Your luscious hips swaying about teasingly not helping her one bit as you dance around to keep the shivering baby content, then she freezes once you make your way over to her.

Quickly she works on looking busy, removing the chicken from the grill, covering it up with a layer of aluminum, and pretending that you didn't catch her previous stares. When she can't avoid your presence any longer she looks up to see your smiling face right before her, and then over to the adorable baby with her unicorn hood covered head against your chest babbling nonsense as she slips into dreamland.

"Smells so good honey, thanks for manning the grill tonight, you're a trooper.," your fingers lightly trail across her heated skin leaving behind a trail of goosebumps, "Oh my baby, you're so hot, let me help you cool down...," Natasha gasps when your wet body leans into her supposedly dry body. "I'm sorry honey, I didn't intend to make you dripping wet..." Natasha's hand quickly settles on your hip to keep you firmly against her, plump lips smashing to yours for an obviously needy kiss, tensions both rising and fading all at once.

Her tongue slips into your mouth, and her grip is so tight you're sure it'll leave behind bruises. You'd only intended to tease the woman, but this outcome wasn't something you were all that opposed to. You'd begun to melt into her until the sounds of giggling ruined the moment and you expertly slipped off indoors to change, winking back at your flushed wife, and purposefully swaying your hips for what she can only assume was a means to torture her.

—

Natasha had forgotten that she agreed to help Clint fix up his barn, so your fun summer was interrupted by an impromptu trip to the farm. The kids were happy to be together again, having run off towards the horses with wide smiles as soon as their feet touched ground. Then Laura had beamed at the sight of your cuddly baby, so you guys weren't feeling all that guilty for having brought them along.

It wasn't all a waste for you either as you find yourself gawking at the sight of your wife, her strong arms effortlessly hauling the trimmed pieces of oak over to Clint as he nailed them in. The beads of  sweat dripping down her face that she wipes away with the bottom of her shirt, exposing her dewy, toned abs to you, followed only by her knowing smirk that has you turning away as she playfully winks. Natasha's attempt at payback was working out well, but her celebratory pat on the back was unknowingly short lived.

Laura just came back out to the patio, passing you over a lemonade, "I'm shocked you're all here, Nat had told us you guys were busy this month, then she called back the other day agreeing to help, but I'm not complaining.," she says while cuddling the one year old closer, you look back to see your wife already staring at you, she waves before making a show of removing her shirt and you catch on to the cheap play at hand. 

"Well, when she mentioned it to me there was no reason to say no when the kids get along so well...," you nod in the direction of the spies, "...plus, Sam and Avery missed all of you.," Laura snorts at your jab at your collective spouses, then she goes to pass over Eliza in favor of serving those hard at work some fresh lemonade., "Oh no, enjoy your baby snuggles, I'll take this down to them, it's no problem."

She lazily rebuttals but quickly ends up giving in to your offer, and so you set off to bring lemonade to your dearest wife and her shady partner in crime. Natasha smiles when she sees it's you approaching, but then she sees you'd taken your baggy shirt off to reveal a red tube top and booty shorts, flashbacks of your first time together flooding her mind, and her need for the ice cold drink had steadily increased.

"Hiya Natasha... Clinton.," you tightly greet, the retired archer quickly retreats with his drink before he could be wrapped into the clear stand off between you and his best friend. Natasha too tried to snatch up the drink, but as quick as she was, you were quicker—perks of working with young children you suppose.

"Moya lyubov', may I please have my drink?," Natasha pleads with a gentle smile, and soft eyes full of deception., "I'm not sure, the walk over here left me rather parched myself honey, may I have a sip?"

Natasha sees the look in your eyes, and it's obvious your intentions were anything but pure, but she's also never found it within her to be able to say no to you., "Of course detka, you don't even have to ask.," Your genuine, warm smile was enough to make her momentarily forget about the unofficial war of teasing you've found yourselves engaged in this month.

Beautiful green eyes full of want watch you with an unwavering attention, your tongue poking out to wet your lips, her cup slowly rising to meet them, a small sip you gently swallow down, the moan of pleasure you release as the taste hits your tongue, all of which leaves her in another stupor that she now realizes she can't even handle on her own since she's trapped herself here for a weekend.

With a clearing of your throat her eyes lift from your lips, and then she's reaching forward to grab her cup, but with her skewed attention she accidentally nudges the drink, spilling over half of the sticky contents onto your exposed chest., "Oh shit, detka, I'm so sorry.," she panics, her eyes however are locked on the way the pale yellow droplets trail down over the top of your breasts, lines of sugar left in their tracks, and finally soaking into your top.

Clint was cringing at his best friends inability to even function, so he took some initiative, he balled up her discarded shirt, then with a bit too much strength he threw it at the back of her head, receiving a middle finger as thanks. Natasha pointlessly wipes at your dried skin, nervous face never rising to look at yours in fear of your reaction, but you give her no choice as you lift her face by her chin.

"My love, I'm fine, it's just a little lemonade.," You chuckle, then to her shock you lean in to kiss her, your tongue briefly entering her eager mouth., "Thought I'd give you a little taste since you sort of lost your chance there..." Natasha's a bit out of it as you pull back, even more so as you place a few light kisses across her jawline on your journey to her ear., "Well, I'm off to shower now Natty, you seem to have left me a sticky mess..." You chuckle as her breath hitches, and entire body tenses under your departing touch.

Natasha watched you leave while desperately trying to bring herself back to her own body. Huffing and cursing herself for ever thinking teasing you at the Barton's farm was a good idea, then when she finally turns she sees her far too amused friend already looking at her., "Jesus Nat, you're down bad..." The archer laughs out as she returns to helping him, then Natasha accidentally knocks the man over in the process of handing him another piece of wood., "Sorry..."

——

Natasha has been frustrated ever since you'd become mothers, a long ten months of being left high and dry, reduced to nothing more than a quickie in the shower, she's desperate. The summer shenanigans furthering her need. You've enjoyed every bit of teasing her too, she's seen the glint in your eyes, and now she's more than excited to punish you for it today. This stint of relentless teasing will finally be coming to an end as she's gotten an idea, and the ball had already been set in motion.

"Detka, fill me in again, what are we doing this weekend?" You hummed thoughtfully, racking your brain while transferring the pancakes over to the lined up plates from the griddle., "Natty, I have no clue, I'd thought we were staying in." She smirks at the desired answer, excitedly spinning you around by your hip, and a pancake goes flying across the kitchen, but she leans in to kiss you, temporarily cutting off your scolding, "Right answer detka..."

The sultry tone isn't lost on you, "Natasha...," her smirk widens at the warning in your tone, and your heart stops when she leans into your ear, "Lena's on her way to pick up the kids, enjoy being able to walk while you still can." Pulling back she sees the pure terror for what's to come in your eyes, her lips peck your frozen pair, then she walks away in a fit of laughter.

Her cheeky threat nearly had you crumbling, because as much as you've enjoyed teasing her, you missed the trysts of the past just as much. Flashes of when she'd bend you over the couch and rail you stupid from behind as she would answer along to jeopardy roll through your mind, or all those long mornings you spent warming her cock while she took her time finishing up her paperwork, whispering steamy phrases into your ear, and once you were a squirming mess she'd fuck you senseless.

To put it simply, you just hid your frustrations better, and leaving Natasha in a fit she couldn't quite resolve without you was kinda enticing. Feeling how desperately she needed you now had your heart beating out of your chest. Sounds of tiny feet pitter pattering across the kitchen floor brought you back to yourself, and with a shaky resolve you met your family at the dining table with their plates, Natasha took in your obviously bothered state, winking over at you while securing Eliza into her seat, and expertly ignoring your glare.

Checkmate...

—

Natasha had just finished sending Yelena off, turning around she noticed you'd left her, and with a lust driven pep in her step she entered the unusually silent house in search of you. Natasha slowly traveled through the house, this game of cat and mouse absolutely thrilling her, leaving her an opportunity to ponder just what she wants to do to you, and the longer she's on the hunt, the more her devious thoughts run. "Detka, you can run, but you can't hide from me, I will find you and have my way with you.," her harmonious taunting traveling down the hallway and through the bedroom door, a pang of arousal shooting straight down to your lace covered core, and the doorknob turning had you desperately shaking in your place.

The retired Avenger pushes the door open in the most nonchalant way possible, trying to keep an unbothered composure, but then the sight of you leaves her breathless; a bright red lingerie set clings to your body deliciously, your breasts pooling over the top of the lacy bralette, thick thighs fitted with matching rings of red, and your delicate belly held in place by the high waisted fabric concealing your dripping core. After anticipating a day like this was on the horizon you'd purchased a beautiful lingerie set while out on one of your grocery shopping trips, and it seems to have done the trick.

She smiles tenderly at you, an overwhelming sense of pride flooding her chest at the way you now exude such confidence, as perfect as you are, she's just happy you're finally seeing it too. The woman's eyes widen when you move to take thoughtful steps to lessen the offensive gap, calloused hands reach out to grip you by the hips but you stop her, pushing them away. An eyebrow raised in challenge doesn't seem to deter you, her interests piqued as your hands fall to her hips, fingers sliding through the loops of her jeans you suddenly pull her flush against you, "You know Daddy, I was kinda hoping I could have my way with you first..."

Natasha groans as your low tone serves its purpose of riling her up, "Go on then detka.," With confidence at an all time high you use your hold on her to slam her against the wall, her breath hitches at the unexpected impact, emerald eyes swirling with a mix of shock and need as they anticipate your next move.

The answer comes as her shirt and bra are flying across the room, and your lips were quick to attach themselves to her own, your tongue slipping into her mouth, while your hands fall to her exposed breasts, massaging the skin and pinching at her sensitive nipples. Her whimpers of immense pleasure transfer over to your mouth, then as her hips start to move on their own accord you're pulling away, lightly giggling as she attempts to chase you.

Natasha observes your eyes twinkling with a unplaceable mischief, "Patience is a virtue love, and it seems to me you don't have any of it..." your fingers slip through the loops once more. Natasha nods as you stare into her eyes, slowly dropping to your knees you take her pants with you, and the woman is already struggling to regulate her breathing at the sight of you, just so pretty, and obviously ready to please, with those doe eyes of yours, swimming with a faux innocence that drives her up the wall.

Natasha leans against the wall, bracing herself as you drag her panties down her body next, leaving a trail of her slick behind on her legs that you use you're tongue to eagerly clean up. Your tongue sliding across the skin of her thigh, then as you began to leave your marks you heard a buzzing. Natasha's head was reeling, her ringing phone not even registering in her mind until your tantalizing touch left her skin entirely.

"Detka, don't you even dare think of stopping.," her hand gripping your hair tightly, darkened eyes searching yours, then she finally hears the phone, groaning loudly as she does.

Once she relinquishes her hold on you she reaches for the phone, and while she answers it you return to working her up., "Hello?", Yelena on the other end begins to ramble about something the baby was doing, Natasha was struggling to keep her breathing steady as her irritation steadily rose., "Listen you little shit! CALL KATE OR WANDA, but leave me alone!", Yelena gasped as the phone clicked in her ear, shuddering as she realized what was likely taking place on the other end of the line., "That is disgusting..."

Natasha's hand returned to your hair, fingers tangling into your locks and forcefully slotting your face before her glistening cunt., "Detka, don't even think of making daddy wait any longer, your teasing will not go unpunished...," and with that she shoved your face into her, a loud moan leaving her as your nose nudged her engorged clit, your skilled tongue working her over, and not even a minute into riding your face is she releasing into your mouth, body shaking as her beyond overdue orgasm rolls through her, hips continuing to fuck your face while you graciously accept every last drop of your wife's addicting arousal as it rolls over your tongue and down your throat.

Natasha uses her grip on your hair to pull you away when it becomes too much, peering down at your shining face through her hooded eyes she enjoys the way your chest heaves as you're desperately sucking in air after pleasing her. Your blown out irises, and plump lips a sight too hot for the woman to handle, a new wave of arousal bringing her back to her original plans.

The previous months of want for you send her absolutely feral, the grip in your hair being used to pull you up, and into her for a bruising kiss, giving you no time to adjust before she's shoving her tongue down your throat, and moaning as she gets a taste of herself, the desperate need to taste you has her throwing your body onto the bed by the way of your hips, hovering above you and smirking at the healthy fear residing in your eyes.

"I'm going to destroy you...," she whispers as she bites into your neck, "...all these months of teasing me...," her tongue licks over the fresh mark, slightly soothing the pain caused, "...and you thought you'd just get away with it did you?," Lips continuing to travel across your collarbones as they leave no skin unmarked., "Well detka, you thought fucking wrong."

"Fucking hell detka, you're so fucking hot in this little ensemble of yours, sad it's got to go.," her hands then yank the lingerie off of your body, and then the next thing you know you're being plunged into a world of darkness as she uses the leg rings as a blindfold., "Natty..."

A harsh slap is laid to your cunt, your body jolting as you loudly moan in response, "That's not my name detka, and you know better..." Your teary eyes look to her, and in the moment she thinks you've never looked more beautiful., "I'm sorry daddy, I was just a lil confused..." Nat's resolve briefly softens, not that you could see., "I know detka, now, you know what to say if it's too much, so is it?" ... "No, it's okay."

"Good girl." She teases, before taking away the warmth you'd grown accustomed to, a dark chuckle leaving her as you whine and thrash about., "Ah-aht detka, don't make me regret my words.," your thrashing ceasing as her menacing tone leaves no room for brattiness.

Natasha sorts through her box built for nights like tonight, the thick layer of dust on top lending her to realize just how long it's been since she'd been able to have you like this. Settling on silky bindings, and a thick, cum filled strap she steps into the harness, slipping the attached end into her eager cunt, then she's returning to your side, and tying your hands together., "No touching daddy, or seeing her, only letting me use your body as I see fit, do you understand detka?" You nod, "Words moya lyubov'... Color?"

Natasha's lips meet yours with ferocity, fingers trailing down your body as soon as you mutter your understandings, pinching at your nipples before continuing on their path to your core. Teasingly stroking through your folds, her fingers collected your abundant arousal to smear over your clit, rubbing in tight circles, and your loud moans were swallowed by her.

While her tongue explored your mouth, nimble fingers traveled even lower, and as she sucked on your tongue two fingers pushed passed your entrance, being greedily sucked up into the warm space, and she groaned at just how tightly your walls gripped onto her digits., "You're always so fucking tight for me detka..." Natasha had no intention of getting you off yet, in the moment she's only here for her relief, so she thrusts into you at a slow pace, enjoying the feeling of your walls pulsing around her, and wanting nothing more than to taste you.

Just as you were nearing the edge she pulled her fingers out, your adorable whines thrilling her, she pulled away from your bruising lips, moaning in appreciation as she slipped her fingers into her own mouth, finally getting the chance to taste you after months of waiting. Natasha's walls flutter around the strap that resides within her, her hips buck reflexively, and you whimper when the strap nudges you. Your sounds spurring the redhead on, and with ease she slams the cock into you all at once.

"Fuck, fuck, daddy that feels so good...," Natasha hums in agreement against the soft skin of your neck, taking a few deep breaths before pulling out and slamming back into you. She fucks into you without relent, your low toned moans and hot breaths fanning over her ear have her walls fluttering like crazy, tipping her over the edge once more, "Shit detka, you're so fucking hot...," and her pace only increases as she wishes to drag her orgasm out, and push you into a dizzy state of your own.

"Daddy... I-I please, I want to see you... I need to see you, to feel you, I can't cum if I don't," Natasha's heart beams at your confession, but she's not done with punishing you for teasing,"I don't remember saying you could anyways detka, if you want to cum, why don't you beg for my forgiveness then."

Natasha picks up her pace, laughing into your shoulder when your almost pleads fall short as she continues to hit that spot within you that always leaves you breathless. "Daddy, I-.," she smirks, "Yes detka?," slowing down ever so slightly as she wants her to hear you begging, "I-I'm sorry for teasing you, daddy please, I need to cum so bad... I need to see you, to feel you, I'm so sorry... Won't do it again!"

Natasha mockingly laughs at you, your obvious lies not convincing, because you're not sorry, and she knows you will do it all again, plus, the need to tease you is still prominent. So, her hand slip between your sweaty bodies as she firmly presses her thumb into your clit, sending your body into a fit of despair; your legs trembling, a harsh scream painfully rips through your dry throat, and the pit in your stomach tightens to a place of unbearable pain, but even if you wanted to disobey her, you can't come until she lets you see and feel her, you've already tried...

Natasha's heart aches after your scream fades into a string of whimpers, so even though you're not muttering 'red,' in an act of silly contrition she slides her hand back up your body, skillfully untying your bonded hands, and they reflexively fly up and wrap around her, your fingernails digging painfully into her shoulder blades.

Her soft lips gently land upon yours as she slowly pulls the makeshift blindfold from your face, then pulls back to stare into your eyes. Natasha smiles down at you with a teasing glint and you return it with a goofy one of your own., "Go on then, cum for daddy, be my good girl.," Her hips then pick back up to the previously dizzying pace, your hands grip her by the nape of her neck, and lower back, pulling her in for a needy kiss. Pushing her in that much deeper, and with one final press to your clit you're falling apart, and it's not long until Natasha falls with you as the sight of you losing control always has a tendency to do that to her.

"I hope you're ready detka, you're free to cum as you please now, but there's no limit for how many I plan to pull from you tonight..." You squeal once Natasha's threat registers as she flips you onto your side, then she fucks into you from behind until you're uncontrollably shaking, and cumming hard, drenching the sheets with a loud scream of "daddy."

Then without much reprieve she's flipping you back onto your back, pulling you to the edge of the bed as she lifts you by your thighs, resting your legs against her own body, and leaving your hips raised as she's fucking you from an angle that has you immediately gasping for air, and gives her a view of your blissed out face. The pace at which she fucks into you bordering animalistic, and with the added stimulation to your nipples she's able to draw another two orgasms from you in rather quick succession. Lowering your trembling body back onto the bed, and kissing every available inch of skin as she waits for your breathing to return to an acceptable rate before continuing.

Even in your state she's able to maneuver you onto your knees, the sight of your your stretched hole pulsing around nothing while your arousal drips onto the sheets beneath you has her totally awestruck, then a quiet 'green daddy,' has her sliding back into you with ease. Leaning her front against your back, her own breathing becoming labored as the intensity catches up to her and you're not fairing much better, the babbling mess that you are shaking beneath her as you are blinded by your fifth orgasm of the night, both of you collapsing at once, and your wife lays on top of you until her stomach rumbles with a different type of need.

Natasha pulls out of you slowly, whines of confusion tumble from your smushed face, and she smirks at your beyond fucked out state., "They'll be with Wanda tomorrow night, and at Tony's most of Sunday, so get your rest now detka, because I'm far from done with you. You're all mine for the weekend sweet girl." Her words break through to you, well in partiality, "No, for forever..." Natasha chuckles at your delirious mumblings, feather light kisses are placed all over your back in hopes of providing reassurance, "Forever sounds perfect to me moya lyubov', now get some sleep while I make us some fuel for round two."

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The weekend was long indeed, come Sunday morning your legs were immobilized, and Natasha beamed at the hilarious revelation. The love making wasn't over either, because she meant it when she said all, but today's experience had been different from the last two, it was soft, there was no rush as she took care of you, and you in turn did the exact same.

Then come afternoon she was tending to your every little need, and that night she handled everything; takeout was ordered, kids were fed, bathed, and then were put to sleep with ease. Natasha returned to your shared room and gave you an all body massage, working out the deep tensions she herself had caused, your groans of relief sounding like music to her ears. "Goodnight detka..." She lovingly whispers, soft kisses placed over your cheeks, and her heart flutters as your lips naturally quirked up in your sleep, and your sweet snores filled the empty space around.

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Summer was officially ending, and Natasha was pleading with you not to enroll the older two into the private school. "Detka, we are more than capable of teaching them the abc's, 123's, and the fundamentals of life.," you had rolled your eyes, continuing on with the application process as planned, "Yeah, please, try your curriculum on me then, persuade me.," Natasha's smirk is quickly falling when you send her the stare that reads 'not like that,' so she tries to use words to convince you.

In a patronizing way she sings the child's educational songs to you, to which you equally as pettily clap for her., "Murder is bad, unless they've done horrible things and deserve to be shivved," your eyes widen, "If someone tries to threaten you, give them fucking hell, and if —." Natasha's brows furrow at the hand you've now placed over her mouth, "Natasha, it's settled.," her eyes light up, "They're going to school."

Her shoulders instantly deflate, and she falls against the couch in an exaggerated huff, arms folded over her chest. "Oh my sweetest Natty, I know you're worried, but they'll be safe. Tony wouldn't send Morgan there, and recommend it to us if it wasn't a secure front..." Natasha's mask falls as you straddle her lap, tears fall down her cheeks without stop, and you pull her face into your chest to allow her the comfort. Strong arms wrapping around your waist to keep you there, and she breathes you in, the woodsy undertones of your cologne and your skins natural scent effectively soothing her.

"What if—?" Your soft lips cut her paranoia off, a soft engagement of kisses shared, "Natty, it's normal to be worried, especially with your former line of work, but sheltering them will just as likely harm them." Natasha nods against your chest in silent understanding. "Plus, Morgan's been there for three years now, and she's had no run ins, and let's be honest here honey—Tony's got a lot more enemies." Her light giggles calming your anxious heart, "They're going to be okay because their mommy is their fiercest protector, and I'd like to thank their mama is a close runner up."

"You definitely are, but you know, you're an even greater personal pillow..." Natasha teases, using her strong hold she suddenly shifts your bodies until your back is flat on the couch, her body settling atop of yours and her face buried deep within the crook of your neck.

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Natasha was right, it wasn't safe there, but the culprit of your daughter's afflictions came in the form of her fellow six year olds, more specifically Camren; the blonde boy with deep dimples who has been taught that his actions have no real consequences if he just cracks a smile, and bats his thick lashes.

He's been harassing your daughter since school started about a month ago, you only just found out over the phone via the principal's aide. Apparently him harassing Avery was easy for them to overlook, but once she punched the boy square in the face it became a 'problem of safety,' and a 'means for suspension.' Natasha is still none the wiser being that she's off at the compound training her body, and because you're not too sure she wouldn't come to finish the job that Avery had started.

Upon making it to the school the receptionist was waiting for you in the parking lot with her arms crossed over her chest, and a scowl meant to intimidate, but really she just looked rather constipated. "Mrs. Romanoff?," You nodded, keeping your unbridled anger at bay, but still feeling it simmering from within, "Follow me."

Avery was sat in a chair with her knees pulled to her chest, her tear stained face resting on them, and her lip quivered when seeing you., "Mama?.," Your heart broke at the sight of the distraught girl, and as the door closed you took in the rest of the room. The principal was sat behind his desk with an ominous expression, to the right sat a slender woman in a suit with an obvious set of worry lines, the little boy beside her with the shiner fills you in on as to why that may be, and she looks pretty pissed.

"Mrs. Romanoff, so nice of you to join us, please do take a seat.," the principal booms, startling you from your observations, and you settle besides your daughter, a comforting arm wrapped around her as you do., "So, as you can see, your daughter Avery here did quite a number on Miss. Jones's son. We'd like to offer a respectful discourse of the next steps with you for your daughter's expected punishment."

The smile on the little boys face pisses you off, the matching one upon his mother's has you on the verge of seeing red. "Well, if we're talking punishment, what is it he'll be receiving then?," His mother scoffs, turning her body to face the man behind the desk, incredulously shaking her head and awaiting his expected defense.

"Well, as you can see your daughter is fine—." Now it's you scoffing, "Fine? My daughter who is shaking like a leaf, and who's sobbing is fine? Camren's apparently been bullying her for over a month now, your school never once did a thing about it, and once she retaliates you seem to care? Yet still, only she's up for suspension?"

Silence filled the tense space, the principal processing his next step, but the other parent cuts him off as she loses her temper., "Your daughter had no right to touch my angel, Camren said nothing that wasn't true, that's hardly classified as bullying if you ask me."

"It's a good thing I wasn't asking you then... Ave's, can you please tell mama what's been happening?" Her head lifts from her knees, you quickly pull her trembling form into your lap, and scratch up and down her back for comfort., "Well, he keeps calling me 'Tubby,' and 'Fat,' which makes all the other kids laugh at me and that makes me really sad. Then today he called you fat, and it just made me so mad Mama, so I punched him just like Mommy had taught me how, and then he shoved me to the ground, and said 'You're just a stupid fatty with two Mom's, you're such a freak.' After I got back to class they came to get me, and I was so scared because they wouldn't even let me call you..."

Your head was absolutely spinning, the words she'd stuttered out far more informative than the previous phone conversation, and the last bit tipped you over the edge of your fury., "Alright, I'm ready to talk, and I'll even be quick. Avery will receive no punishments, but Camren over there will be expelled effective immediately." The woman beside you gasps, and the principal stammers, "Ma'am, with all due respect, that's just not—."

"I'm going to stop you right there, had you actually respected me you'd have never let it get this far. I hope you know I have no problem making all of your lives a living hell, this school's existence is dependent upon the elite is it not? You know, such as Tony Stark, and The Black Widow, messing with them sounds like a PR nightmare to me, but what would I know right? Not like I'm married to one, and have the other on speed dial or anything."

The horrified looks on all parties present leaves you feeling accomplished, the reluctance on the man's face as he nods has you ready to laugh. "Miss Jones, it seems your son will have to find a new school, we here at Baxter Academy don't tolerate bullying of any kind, and upon further investigation it's clear your son had instigated it all, and Avery here was defending herself."

Camren and his mother jump up, scarily so, mirroring one another to the tee, and you fear for the boy's future as he never stood a chance., "Careful there Miss, my wife is a really talented lady, might blink and wake up in Heaven..." The pair leave in a huff after your clear threats, you stand too, prepared to leave yourself.

"Avery is not being suspended, but we will wave her need to attend for the week to allow her a chance to recuperate. We're truly sorry for all of these misunderstandings ma'am." You nod in appreciation, but little does he know his days here are equally as numbered, anyone who didn't protect your angel will be replaced before you even consider bringing her back.

Avery was attached to your hip when you left, quiet sobs still leaving her, and breaking you. Yelena already had Eliza, so she had no issue agreeing to pick up Sam after you'd briefly filled her in, Russian curses flying out, and you had no intention of translating so you hung up. "Angel, would you like to get ice cream with me and mommy? She's going to meet us there." She nodded against your shoulder, but still said nothing, and you were feeling a bit worried.

The car ride is silent at first, soft music playing while you drove around the city, giving her the moment to process, and for you to calm down. "Mama?" You hummed, "Are you fat? Am I? Was Camren and his mommy right then?" You'd expected the questions, but the rate at which they flew, and the brokenness in her tone you couldn't have been prepared for.

"Come here angel.," You gently command as you're now sat in the parking lot, and she climbs into your lap. You cup her chubby little cheeks, giggling as she further scrunches her face up when you kiss her little nose. "Well, yes, Mama is fat honey, but no, you're not fat at all lil lovey." Avery looks to you inquiringly, "Mama, why is being fat so bad anyways?"

You sigh, "There's nothing wrong with being fat honey, it's not a basis of someone's worth, and it's not even an accurate measurement of someone's overall health. Even if someone like Camren or his mom says otherwise, he was just trying to hurt your feelings. Nobody has a right to shame you for your weight, and if it ever happens again you come straight to me okay? All that matters in this life honey is that you're happy and healthy, and I feel like you're both."

"Oh, I'm so very happy mama! I am sorry he was trying to hurt your feelings, that's not very nice... You're the bestest, most beautifulest mama ever! He's just a little shit." You snort at your daughter's words, "Honey, that's a bad word...," She smiles mischievously, "I know, but mommy said it's sometimes okay to say when you're telling the truth, she says it a lot when we are out with Auntie Lena."

"Well, then I'll let it slide this time honey, but I will be talking to mommy..." She giggles, as if she knows she just stirred the pot, then she cuddles further into you as when you step out of the car, "I love you mama.," you kiss her forehead, "I love you too angel, now let's go enjoy some delicious ice cream!!," her squeals bring your heart a sense of peace as her spirits been successfully lifted.

Natasha's already sat at a table inside when you enter, you observe her pained expression, and when she looks up at you all she gives is a small smile that doesn't really reach her eyes. "Angel, I think mommy could use some love.," you settle her down, and she runs into Nat's open arms while you go to order the ice cream. Natasha's quickly smiling over her shoulder at you, the former assassins heart settling as she realized that you'd already taken care of it all as Avery excitedly talks her ear off.

Doesn't mean she won't handle it her way too, she's got her own skillset and lots of free time on her hands...

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"Natasha, absolutely not!" You shriek as her phone is shoved in your face yet again, a horrid baby costume on display, "I don't see why we can't be a family of murderers, Halloween is for the spooky, you're being no fun!" You sigh, she drives a hard case, but you just refuse to relent here., "I'm not sending my family our first Halloween photos with Eliza dressed as the horrifying child from the Seed of Chucky!," a quiet correction following you, "Glenda."

You have to give it to your redheaded wife though, her Amazon killer wishlist is perfectly crafted; a gender bent Chucky costume for her, paired with a gorgeous Tiffany for you, and then your precious baby girl was in line to be the hideous Glenda. Avery and Sam were going to be enemies from her third favorite franchise, Nightmare on Elm Street. Sam was going to be a truly terrifying Freddy meant to go up against Avery's creepy Jason.

After hours spent pointlessly bickering with you Natasha caves, as she was always going to. So, while the kids spent the Saturday with the famed archer, you, Laura, and a reluctant Nat went out on the town to prepare for the month's festivities, and after hours of shopping you'd both returned to decorate the house.

Natasha's soured mood suddenly gone as she giddily creates a murder scene in the guest bathroom, while you set up a beautiful harvest wonderland on the front porch, oddly shaped gourds lining the banister, pumpkins on the steps, and faux hay bales replacing the year round seating.

Natasha comes barreling out of the front door, "Detka, come look at my masterpiece!," you retreat from her when red stained hands try to grab you by the face, "Oh, sorry detka..." Sheepishly she shifts her gaze to the porch, "This looks amazing honey, but you really need to come check mine out, it's an exact replica of one of Lena's and I's best assassinations. Don't worry, he was a literal scumbag."

"Even then, please do keep this information between us."

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Natasha's hands are holding you by the hips, both of you stood before the mirror in your costumes., "Jinkies detka, you sure look hot.," her face falling against your shoulder, loudly laughing as you nudge her for using your catch phrase as a come on, "Velma and Daphne, the secret sapphics, sure you would've looked hot as Tiffany, but fuck, is it bad that I want to just rip this ensemble right off of you?"

"Of course it's bad, seeing as how the entire mystery team is downstairs waiting for us.," You tease the woman, turning around in her hold and squealing when she just pushes you up against the mirror., "Not even a quickie?" Natasha smirks as you work to shove her away, "No Nat, not even a quickie, now let's go..."

When you made it downstairs your special brood was already loaded up and ready to go. Eliza was in her Scooby Doo get up, sitting in the Mystery Machine wagon eating her peach Gerber puffs, Avery was taking on a gender bent Shaggy, and Sam was dressed as Fred. Everyone's costumes having been hand made by Wanda, and you're almost certain Natasha is the one who convinced her that Velma's skirt was this short as you had to pull it down again.

"Look who finally decided to join us..." Wanda knowingly teases as she's stood before you in her Hex Girls costume, and as you roll your eyes at her you land your gaze on the other two members, Yelena and Kate., "Sorry, I was having a bit of a wardrobe malfunction." You tease right back, seamlessly dodging the flying pumpkin, and heading straight out the front door with the wagon and baby in tow.

After getting a bunch of group photos together you'd driven off towards the rich neighborhood of Tony Stark. Natasha and you were walking hand in hand, smiling widely whenever your kids would beam to you about the full size bars, and then gasping when they returned with a wad of cash from another. Their innocent little smiles were enough to warm your entire being. Then you almost broke when all the little kids who were able to recognize your wife were running up to her in their Black Widow costumes, completely enthralled by meeting their actual hero, and she wasn't shy about the tears when they left and she leaned into you.

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"My glasses! I can't see without my glasses.," You shriek as you flop onto the bed, throwing the prop glasses to the side table, looking up to see your wife smirking and shaking her head., "You are just so fucking cute detka...," She coos as she moves towards the bed, hands settling on your legs, inching up slowly as you squirm until she reaches the apex of your thighs.

"Jeepers Y/N, it seems you misplaced your panties too, but no worries, I'm on the case..." She gasps, soft hands bunching your skirt up, "And I'd have gotten away with this earlier, too, if it weren't for those meddling kids!" You laugh at her petty play on words directed at your children's rights to their festivities, slowly relaxing into the bed as she moves down your body to successfully solve the reoccurring mystery of your missing panties.

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Christmas was only a week out, and the older kids were finally on vacation, so you had found the time to go ice skating in the city today. Natasha was apparently an expert so she was currently teaching the older two how it was done with an excitable Eliza strapped to her. You on the other hand were clinging to the wall for dear life while Yelena skated around you., "Y/N, it is not that hard, stop the dramatics.," "Give me your hand kiska, I will protect you.," (Pussy)

"Y/N, look up! It's the kissing plant!" Yelena smirked as she now stood before you, blocking your route, looking over your shoulder to her sister, who then followed her eye line to the mistletoe hanging above the both of you. "Y/N, we don't have much time! Kiss me, it will make Kate jealous enough to stop being so shy, and we both know Natasha will destroy you in bed." Yelena takes initiative as you stare her down in shock, leaning in her lips nearly meet yours, but just before they make their mark she's flying over the wall of ice by means of a booty bump., "Cyka..."

Eliza's giggles bring you back to see your wife's angry face now staring back at you., "Natty—." Her lips brutally smash into yours before you could defend yourself, only ever retreating when the smushed baby starts to fuss., "Mine!" A gentle smile thrown her way resolves her anger, "Natty, Lena was just being an idiot, and I was completely thrown off, I'm all yours..."

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Yelena had kept her distance for the week so that Kate could nurse her 'back to health' after Natasha had severely bruised her buttocks. But since it was Christmas Eve, and you already made it up to your wife, forgiveness had been given to the blonde for the sake of the holidays.

You had just settled the excited kids down in bed, then made sure Kate and Yelena were comfortable in the guest room before meeting your wife in the living room to play Santa. "Detka, why does the jolly man get to give them the Nintendo Switch, and we're giving them stuff like books?," You settle beside her, taking the wrapping paper roll from her and get to work., "Well, because Santa would never give them books, and we value their education so we would."

She looks to you completely unconvinced, "Natty, it would be lame to tell the kids at school Santa got them 'Junie B. Jones' or 'Harry Potter,' but we both know they will also be held up in the book nook we built for them as soon as they're unwrapped. Plus, we also have the very special delivery coming with Wands, remember?"

She beams widely at the reminder, her initial excitement being the only reason you'd agreed to such a gift in the first place., "Detka, are you ready to go to bed? If my sources are correct they'll be waking us up soon, Avery being the source..." You settle the last of the kids gifts beneath the tree, then with her help you get off of the floor, and settle snuggly into her arms.

"I'll be up in ten my love, I have to run grab a couple of gifts from the car, and nibble on some carrots and cookies for the imagination of it all." Natasha grumbles but concedes, lips pressing to yours for a sweet kiss that neither of you want to pull away from, but in the end she does.

As soon as she's gone, aka the coast is now clear, you settle another set of gifts beneath the tree, a silly smile on your face as you do, a bit too excited for tomorrows reactions. Then you begrudgingly nibble on the sugar cookies, eat a bit of the reindeers mix, throwing the rest to the ground before scampering upstairs to get a couple hours of sleep.

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"Wake up! Santa has come!" Your eyes flutter open expectantly at the excited voice, "Yelena! What the fuck? Where are the kids?" Natasha is annoyed, but honestly you're rather amused., "Don't be stupid Natalia, it's only 5:30 in the morning, they're still sleeping!"

Natasha chases her sister out of the room, and you use the time to stretch out before making your way down to start breakfast, ignoring the pained screams coming from the backyard, even looking away when Yelena's pleading eyes meet yours through the window.

The kids eventually come running down the stairs as the smell of cinnamon wafts through the house., "Mama, why is Auntie Lena holding peas to her cheek?" You stifle your giggles at your son's question, "She fell down the stairs.," Natasha is quick to answer him with a half lie "Oh no, are you okay?" He sadly asks, tiny hands moving to cup her good cheek, and she softens at the tenderness., "Yes malen'kiy." (little one)

Breakfast was a smooth experience, you getting the baby up and ready as you'd already eaten. Meeting everyone in the living room where they'd patiently been waiting, handing a tired Eliza to her mommy so that you could hand the gifts out one by one. Everyone was pleased, their squeals filling the space telling you so. The kids had already hugged everyone in the room, screamed their thanks to Santa Clause; Sam settled into the cushy reading nook, and Avery began setting up the switch.

"Looks like Santa had another gift to give." You beam, a big box wrapped in penguin paper in hand: To Yelena & Natasha | From: Santa written onto the pre-made sticker.

Natasha quirked her brow, while Yelena shook with anticipation in her seat as the box was settled between them., "Go on then, open it!" Yelena tore right into her end, while Natasha gently unwrapped her side like it was her job. "Oh my gosh! I've always wanted this since I saw it for the first time three seconds ago!" Yelena shrieks appreciatively, you giggle at the stark honesty, then within an instant your breath is gone as Natasha collides into you.

Fresh hot tears soak through your Christmas pajamas, and you just hold onto her tightly, because you didn't expect such a reaction from your wife, but it's also a totally acceptable one. "Thank you detka..." You smile as she speaks, "It wasn't me love, it was Santa..." her wet chuckle in response warms your body, and then there's a knock on the door.

Natasha pulls back from you with a wide smile, "It's time!" She sprints to the door, and you regather the kids, placing blindfolds over their eyes, and watching as your wife and best friend enter with adorable white cats with black tipped ears, and noses in their hands. Natasha lifts one up high showing it off in all its glory, and you smile warmly back at her excitement.

"Are you two ready for the surprise?"

"Auntie Wanda?! Are you our surprise?!" Wanda smiles at Avery's excitement for her, "No silly, but I did bring the surprise with me." Sam pipes up, "I'm ready! Please show us!" Natasha and Wanda step forward, gently settling the furry babies into their laps, and you uncover their eyes as they gasp at the new sensation.

Both kids squeal, "Oh my gosh!!!!" Sam pulling his into a loose embrace, while Avery nuzzled her nose to the bewildered cats. "This is the best gift, thank you so much —." Avery paused.

"I picked them up, but your mom's got them." Wanda answers her silent question, and both kids jump up to hug all the adults present anyways. 

Wanda headed towards the kitchen to start the Christmas dinner, her supposed gift to you, and so you settled down with Eliza to help her understand the new toys she'd just received. Sam took 'Liho' to the reading nook with him, and the cat happily slept at his side. Avery spent her time explaining the game she was learning herself to 'Tigger,' who just stared at her as if he understood her completely. Natasha and Yelena, with the help of Kate began to use their Easy Bake Oven from Santa. Testing their treats out on unsuspecting victims all day, and everyone had pretended to like it for the sake of their feelings.

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Natasha and you'd happily settled into your bed after the long day of Christmas festivities. Sleep consuming your mind the minute your body had hit the mattress, but Natasha found herself wide awake, the joy today brought her had kept her mind running a mile a minute. Liho was lying on her legs, purring like crazy, while Tigger was asleep upon her greatest accomplishment in life's tummy.

Holidays tended to be a time of reminiscing, and that's exactly what she was doing with her fingers in your hair, and a smile on her face. Everything good in her life is because of you, and her heart fluttered wildly at the thought of what could've been had she never gone into the Glory Hole all those years ago.

The peace you brought to her when all she ever knew was chaos, the pure love you give to her so freely and unconditionally, or how the beautiful family you blessed her with would just cease to exist, and the more she ponders she realizes that's not a reality she could bare to face, so she settles herself into bed, allowing your scent to calm her nervous system, and sighing as the exhaustion starts to set in.

Just as soon as she'd laid her head down on your chest though the door creaked open. Three sets of little eyes stared at the redhead, and she silently beckoned them over with the wave of her hand, and they quickly obliged. Avery passed Eliza to Natasha, then crawled in between the two of you, Sam settled between your legs, with his hand atop the cat already sleeping there, and the other loosely in yours.

Natasha falls asleep just as soon as everyone's breathing evens out, "Ya lyublyu tebya moya prekrasnaya sem'ya.," the last words she utters as her eyes fluttered shut.

(I love you my beautiful family)

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"Get up kids! Start getting ready!"

Neytiri shouted from outside.

Tired groans can be heard from the sleeping children, tossing their bodies around and basically doing anything but opening those sleepy eyes. Even though they always go to bed early so they can get enough sleep, lifting the mightiest mountain in Pandora seems like an easier task for Neytiri and Jake than getting them out of their beds.

"Tuk move your feet," Lo'ak whined in annoyance, shoving his little sister's leg off his face. She rolled over, now doing the same thing to Neteyam.

"C'mon Tuk..." Neteyam tapped her ankle, he's laid flat on his back with his eyes closed, too lazy to actually move her.

"I told you she'd do it again, but your weak ass fell for her puppy eyes. Next time she sleeping with mom and dad, I don't wanna hear it." Lo'ak said after yawning and stretching his body.

Tuktirey was unresponsive to his complaints for a moment, so she could turn to Neteyam and apologize before returning her focus to him.

"As if you don't blabber in your sleep, weirdo. I was using my leg to shut you up." She remarks.

"First of all, I've never in my life done that crap. Second, nobody wants your stinkin' feet on their face, that's totally disgusting!" With a disgusted facial expression, he pointed out.

"Oh please, you must've been smelling yourself, not my feet! I don't think you even took a shower yesterday, ya nasty!"

"Why you—I did shower. I was the one who gave you one, you ungrateful smart mouth!"

"Lo'ak hush, you're literally arguing with a 7 year old. It's too early for this." Kiri says, rolling her eyes.

"I'll argue with a 7 year old if she's this disrespectful, I don't care."

"Fine, I don't want your big head to give me one today. I want Teyam to!"

Lo'ak waved her off. "Whatever. I wouldn't do it anyway."

"And I'm telling on you for breaking dad's camera, I saw you." Tuk stuck her tongue out at him.

"Snitch."

"Teyam, help me. Lo'ak is a big jerk and he's bullying me." She poked his left cheek.

"Gimme a few minutes, yeah?"

"Sure."

She stayed silent for a while then started shaking him, "Okay, minute's over!"

"I'm up, ma'am, I'm up," He gave her a tired smile.

Now fully awake, Neteyam was able to stand up while carrying Tuk in his arms and twirling her in an effort to lighten her mood just a little. Nope, she persisted in grumbling about how much of a bully Lo'ak actually is, thus it didn't quite work as he'd hoped. He would chuckle at the name-calling and false accusations that she'd make randomly, admitting in his mind that their brother was right to call her out on having a sharp tongue. Obviously, he was aware that she wasn't being sincere and will quickly forget about their 'fight'.

She loves him no matter what.

And his point was proven much sooner. He offered Tuk a drink of water and helped her do her daily morning routine before asking Lo'ak to lend her a hand with her hair and the new accessories that Neytiri gave her so that he could get ready as well. Lo'ak grumbled under his breath but still complied.

"I'm gonna make lots of friends! I hope they like me..I'm nice so why wouldn't they?"

Kiri gave them some of the fruits she went to get in their parents storage space. "Just stay out of trouble, we don't wanna give mom and dad more stress than they're already going through."

"Yeah that's Lo'ak's job, I listen to my mom and dad."

"I'm sitting right here."

"We can see that." Tuk simply bite into the piece of fruit, her comeback made Kiri laugh.

"We cAn SeE tHat." He imitated her in mocking tone, still putting her braids through the beads.

"I'll go see my mom one last time, catch you guys in a bit."

They nodded and Kiri took her leave.

About our lovely queen Kiri. She is the beautiful, inquisitive, intelligent adopted daughter of Jake and Neytiri. As she was born around the same time as Neteyam, they were both simultaneously given a first connection to Eywa at the Tree of Souls in front of the entire clan.

She is unlike any Na'vi or avatar that the Omatikaya have ever met before. From a very early age, she has had an unusually strong connection to Eywa, even more than that of a tsahìk. While out in the forest, Kiri occasionally gets lost in thoughts and quiet meditation and her siblings will find her, eyes closed, feeling Eywa's heartbeat beneath her.

Kiri deeply wishes she could have met her biological mother, Grace, when she was still alive. She does whatever she can to feel closer to her, whether it be visiting Grace's incubated avatar, trying to get answers from Jake, or reading the documents and video recordings that Grace has left behind. Interestingly, Kiri shares many of her mother's traits, such as a certain rebellious attitude and a rather pure love for all that Pandora stands for.

Because Grace had an avatar body, Kiri possesses human-like traits such as her eyebrows and four fingers on her hands. Similar to Lo'ak.

On her way to the lab, she saw Neytiri struggling to lift all the luggage on her own. Jake did tell her they wouldn't need all of those belongings, but she insisted that she isn't leaving anything behind and packed so much stuff that will remind her of home.

"Pfft, mom, do you need help?" Kiri tried to hold in her laugher. Neytiri's posture was amusingly awkward.

"Oh, hey, sweetie..kind of. Your dad's feeding Bob, so I'm left to do this by myself. I should divorce that man, I deserve better."

"Drama queen, I'll help you." Kiri took the other bags that were left; luckily, those were not heavy.

"Thank you, and be careful not to lose your balance. Walk slowly." Neytiri warned her. Following her to the Ikrans, Kiri nodded.

They were able to finish with the task in no time. Then, both let out audible sighs.

"I'll be right back." Kiri resumed with her plan, she started walking away.

"Where are you going?"

"To the lab. Don't worry, I won't be there for long, I'm just gonna say a quick final goodbye to mom and the others."

"Look if you can find any of those strange gadgets in there that can be useful to us!"

"Mom! You're already over-packed." Kiri waved her off.

Hours later:

The moment has arrived for them to leave. Despite understanding their decision, Mo'at felt devastated to be separated from her daughter and her grandchildren. As Tsahìk, the spiritual leader of a Na'vi clan and the most important member next to the clan leader, she couldn't leave her people; they needed her.

She gave each of them a squeezing hug while shedding unrestrained tears of sorrow.

Turning to Jake, she placed her hand on his shoulder. "Protect them with your life. That's my only wish from you."

"I will. That's my duty as a father and mate." She was trembling from all the crying when Jake put his hand on top of hers and made his vow.

Mo'at nodded. She did grow fond of Jake throughout the years; he brought her daughter tremendous happiness, along with four bundles of joy who called her grandma. She was grateful for such luxury. She had long since forgiven the previous betrayals and never held grudges against him. Jake atoned for his initial betrayal by becoming the sixth Toruk Makto in Na'vi history and aligning himself with the clan.

The clan harbors much respect for him as a former leader and had learned a lot from him. And the fact that Mo'at had guided the people alongside him, and her daughter made her feel honored. She accepted their marriage, loved and provided for the family.

"Daughter, be brave and strong like I know you to be." Mo'at instructed her daughter, gaze stern yet encouraging.

With Tuktirey in her arms, Neytiri sobbed and nodded. "Yes, mother."

"Geez grandma, stop squeezing so much, you gonna break my bones." Lo'ak grumbled, earning a smack from Neteyam.

"Lo'ak!"

"What?" He glares at him.

"Thankful that this thing is another territory's problem now." Mo'at said sarcastically and rolled her eyes.

"He's playing grandma, we'll miss you for sure." Neteyam assured her.

"I know. Go ahead, don't let me hold you guys back."

Eventually they all made their bonds with the Ikrans and set off.

'I'll be here waiting for whenever you come back.' Were her last words to them.

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|𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧|

As Jake has previously informed them, the Metkayina are an oceanic Na'vi clan who live along the shores of the Pandora oceans, on islands or near the mainland. Their homes are marui pods, which are built into the roots of mangrove-like trees spanning the islands. These homes hang directly above the water, presumably for easy access for swimming. Massive seawall terraces, similar in appearance to travertine terraces, guard the villages from strong waves and provide an easy place for the clan to fish.

The wind whistles a new beat, its gentle breeze caressing his face as his world seems to just pause as he takes the majestic wonder in slowly. He loves nature. And the lustrous and bright blue waters that the Metkayina live on are like the oceans that Neteyam thought he'd only see in his dreams. A dreamy sea that has a rhythmic pulse to it unmatched by any other part of nature. Except his home forest, of course.

"Why do you come to us?" The chief of the Metkayina clan, Tonowari, asked Jake.

"I just wanna keep my family safe," Jake replied.

Curly hair appears to be the norm within the clan. Their skin also sways towards a more turquoise color than the traditional blue, and with the fluid, ripple-like stripes he's used to, they blend perfectly with the aqua blue-green of the sea. They have distinct areas of lighter coloration on their underbellies and faces. The people had physical differences that he figured made their life on water easier, like a stronger tail for swimming faster.

"Treat them as brothers and sisters, teach them our ways." Tonowari says to the people.

Neteyam thought their first meeting was quite overwhelming. Although the relationship between his father and Tonowari was civil, their wives definitely didn't start on pleasant terms. While her husband did sympathize with Jake's request to protect their family, Ronal otherwise believes that their arrival inherently invites danger, as they have already brought destruction to their very own home. Neteyam genuinely understood where she was coming from, but their enemy's ongoing ambition isn't solely the family's fault.

And his mother isn't any happier about the situation than Ronal is; she has had to leave her people, her title, and the only home she's ever known. Fortunately, Jake asked her to leave her bow behind or...let's just be thankful.

He didn't appreciate her first impression towards his siblings either; he had to keep his cool in front of his parents, who warned them to do so. Not that he would openly stand up to her; she does seem like she would whoop his ass in front of everyone in a flash with no remorse. Additionally, he made no fuss over the other boys who were making fun of him and Lo'ak because they're deemed irrelevant to him. They were childish jerks.

One thing that most certainly didn't go unnoticed by Neteyam is that the chief's daughter, Tsireya, almost immediately caught Lo'ak's attention when she made her grand entrance. His eyes even sparkled when her father told her to show them their way of life.

They were shown to their marui pods by Tsireya, where they'll be staying at in the meantime. The three of them are still sharing a room, and Tuktirey is now sleeping with their parents as a result of Lo'ak's desperate pleading. So, nothing has changed on that part.

"Okay, Sully's fall in." Jake called out to everyone.

"Remember? Family meeting." Lo'ak was tugged along by Neteyam a little more forcefully than he had intended. If he hadn't caught Lo'ak in time, he knew that he would've skipped the meeting. Kiri was on the same boat.

"-Come on, take a knee, let's go."

"Kiri." Neytiri urged her to sit.

"What?" Kiri said with an attitude. She was still upset about what happened earlier with Ronal; Neytiri could tell that, and she objects to anyone treating her children in such a way.

"I need you kids on your best behavior." Jake looks around as he speaks. "I mean it."

"Learn fast, pull your weight, don't cause trouble, got it?" He added.

"Yes, sir." Lo'ak answered. Neteyam smiled and touched the back of his neck. Lo'ak hissed at him; he too was mad at the way Neteyam pulled him.

Neteyam mumbled a, "My bad."

"I want to go home."

All eyes turned to the little angel in the room, who was quiet until she cried aloud.

"Oh, Tuk..." Neytiri gave her a sympathetic look.

"Tuk, this is our home now." She continues whining as her dad stroked her hand in a comforting gesture.

"We're gonna get through this."

"We're gonna get through this if we have each other's backs, right?" Jake took a quick glance at Neytiri, as a form of asking for her help.

And that she did. "What does your father always say?"

The children nonchalantly uttered their family's slogan, specifically the brothers. You can tell by the way they respond when they say it for the first time that they've really been hearing and saying this their whole lives.

"That's right, Sully's stick together. This time with some feeling."

"-Sully's stick together." Kiri and Tuk joined as they said it altogether.

After the family meeting, the siblings gathered with Tsireya, her brother Aonung, and their friend Rotxo. The Metkayina trio had a head start. Soon Kiri and Tuk dived into the water, following Neteyam and Lo'ak, screaming as they jumped in.

Beneath the Metkayina clan reef is an underwater world absolutely teeming with life. The extraordinary scenery greeted them, with its colorful corals, plants, and diversity of sea species.

The calm and peace down here were incredible. Fishes quickly surrounded them, being friendly. Both above and below the waters, the oceanic wonderland delivers breathtaking experiences.

Tsireya smiles as she watches them, they did look like they were babies taking their first breath but freaking adorable. She was so excited to show them her amazing home environment.

While this is great and all, Neteyam was finding it difficult to stay under the water for too long; his swimming was becoming clumsy, and he needed air. Tuk and Lo'ak were experiencing the same issue.

The three of them went back to the water surface to breathe. Tsireya and the rest noticed that.

Lo'ak afterwards dipped his head back into the water. Tsireya signed to him, "Swim together with us."

Despite their confusion about her gesture, she encouraged them to continue moving forward.

Taking a deep breath, they dived back in, swam for a bit and then resurfaced once more.

"What's wrong with them?" Aonung signed. The stopping was getting on his nerves.

"They're bad divers." Rotxo replied.

"Stop. They're learning." Since they arrived, they have been continuously making fun of the guys, which annoyed Tsireya.

She ignored Aonung's shrugging and resurfaced also.

"Are you alright?"

"You're too fast, wait for us." Tuk voiced, rubbing her eye.

"Just breathe. Breathe." She advised.

"You are not good divers." Aonung popped up. " You may be good at swinging through trees, but-"

He was stopped mid-sentence by Tsireya's smack at the back of his head.

"Come on bro,"

"We don't speak this finger talk. We don't know what you're saying."

Obviously they can't keep up, they just got here. Plus they're confused by the sign language.

"I will teach you." Tsireya gave Neteyam a slight look for referring to it as such and told them, meanwhile Aonung stayed smirking to himself.

Her eyes did a thing that Lo'ak keeps catching, he was impressed by it. He wanted to tell her that.

"Where's Kiri?" Rotxo suddenly interrupted the short conversation.

"Kiri?" Tuk became alerted.

"Who?" Aonung genuinely asked. He then remembered there's another one.

"Kiri." Rotxo replied. "Where's Kiri?"

"Did you see her?" Tsireya frowned, feeling worry creeping inside her.

While they were worrying about losing track of her, Kiri was in her own world. They eventually located her after a brief search. Tsireya led them to a spot where she and her group of friends usually hang out.

They were having their conversation by the seawall terraces, where several people were fishing.

"It was the first time I got to hold a gun like that, kinda heavy.." Lo'ak was telling them the story of when they destroyed the Sky people's supply chain.

"He didn't even know how to use the gun though."

"I told you dad taught me!"

"So? Man we almost died."

"Neteyam got hurt trying to protect his ass as usual, he never listens. He's obsessed with danger." Kiri licked her tongue.

"So much for being the mighty warrior." Aonung laughed.

Tsireya smack him again. She enjoys doing that. "Cut it out, that was brave of him for trying to save his brother. I can only imagine how intense that must've been."

Aonung glared at her, "How are you warriors but almost got blown away by puny Sky people? I can easily take them on."

"Dude, those people have dangerous high-tech weapons like those guns and other stuffs that can easily kill you. You'd wet yourself." Neteyam shook his head at the guy's ignorance.

"Don't mind him, he's just being annoying." Tsireya giggled, agreeing with what Neteyam said about her brother peeing himself. She knows that he lives and breathes cockiness.

"Speaking of annoying, where's little miss demanding? I haven't seen her today. Is she dead?" Aonung turned to her.

"You won't call her that to her face. And she's probably sleeping, so let's not disturb her."

"I wasn't going to, I love my life."

"Who?" Kiri asked confusedly.

"Our beloved cousin," Tsireya smiles brightly. "I'll introduce her to you guys tomorrow."

"Is she pretty?" Tuk asked.

"She's absolutely gorgeous!"

"Meh, I'd say mediocre." Aonung murmured and shrugged.

"What was that? I'm telling her."

"It was nothing!" He cleared his throat. "Why you acting like I'm scared of her or something..?"

Tsireya ignored him. He is scared of her.

"Is she nice like you?"

"Of course. We're literally twins."

"Tuk you'll meet her tomorrow, relax with the questions." Lo'ak softly pinched her cheeks.

"It's fine." Tsireya played with the ends of her hair, secretly eyeing him with dreamy eyes.

"Anyways, back to me..."

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Neteyam was strolling through the village's nearby forest alone. He's actually exhausted, but he wanted to free his mind. Just a peaceful moment to himself. He had enough of Aonung boasting about his greatness. Not that he hated the guy; he honestly was at his wit's end. During their ongoing chit-chat about whatever topic, his head was somewhere in the clouds. He'd occasionally say something, and that was it.

The forest had what he sought: peace and quiet. And to his surprise, there weren't that many creatures in sight, the ones he saw were very small in sizes.

He's happy that his family is welcome to stay here. His brother even found a crush on the chief's daughter. This does causes déjà vu. Lo'ak is so much more like their father than he gives himself credit for. Who would have thought that the boy who avoided any girl that approached him would fall in love as soon as he landed here? He was interested in how things would unfold for them.

A new page in their lives' story. It is as scary and amazing as it sounds.

Neteyam's instincts started kicking in all of a sudden. He looked around his surroundings and sighed. It happened again. Him getting lost in his thoughts.

Now he's lost for real. He spent the entire time walking aimlessly and now has no idea where he is or the path to go back. And since he left his throat microphone in the suitcase, he can't communicate with his parents.

I'm fucked.

He stayed put against a tree, walking further didn't seem like a smart thing to do in this situation. Glowing species similar to Shimmyflys' emerged from the flower nectars, heading in the same direction. The waterfall. The burbling was audible to him.

"Mommy's so proud of you, Chichi, you ate everything~!"

His ears perked up.

Was that someone's voice?

Neteyam glanced over his shoulder carefully. First, he saw the waterfall in the background.

He gasped in astonishment at the clarity of the purplish-blue, magical waterfall. At its widest point, it was surging and plunging down the mountain, drizzling onto the rocks. When it toppled into the ecstasy pool, it foamed at the bottom. The rest of the pool was varnish clear, enabling him to see down into the rocky bottom. Fronds of plants and flowers waved gently in the depths. The waterfall looked like a sheet of colors blended as it swished down. Its edges were hemmed with whipped white lines.

Then, he saw her.

The source of the sound revealed herself. His mind went completely blank.

An Ilu swimming freely beside her as she dived into the water. He could only make out her side profile. And he was taken aback by her appearance.

Neteyam suspected that she might not be purely Metkayina. She does have their long wavy black hair, which is casually floating onto the water as she swims. But her complexion is unlike that of any Na'vi he knew of—fair with faded greenish blue stripes. Her body is curvaceous and beautifully toned, similar to that of a female Omaticaya.

However, he wouldn't really draw the conclusion that she was mixed with only them; there are numerous clans in Pandora, some of which could even be hidden. Still, it's possible that she is.

"The more you eat, Chichi, the more you'll grow. Snatch bigger fishes then come to me so I can pet you. M'kay?"

Her voice is warm, charming and sweet.

She was just there, not far, nor close to him, caressing the creature as if it were the most delicate thing in the world. The Ilu swung its tail eagerly in response to her touch.

Should he go ask her for help?...She's a stranger...He's a stranger...What if he scares her...

Neteyam was startled and felt his knees almost give out and nearly fall when she unexpectedly looked up and locked gaze with him. He reacted by retreating. Placing his palm on his chest, he felt his heartbeat pounding.

And the next thing happened in a flash. His breathing, movement, and thought processes came to a complete halt as the knife made contact with his skin, pressing against his throat.

His heart was racing. She's right in front of him, a respectable distance between them, with a glare that was piercing through his soul. Big, bright, kind, and bold describe her eyes.

They remind him of the sea.

"Who are you?"

He did not, and could not, look away from those ocean eyes.

On the other hand, her patience was wearing thin. His silence made her tighten her grip on the weapon, face telling him if he doesn't start talking he'd soon be united with Eywa.

Snapping out of his trance, he raised his hands in defense. "Easy there, easy."

"Who are you? And why were you spying on me, pervert?" She asked, calmly yet firmly.

"Wait what—I'm not a pervert! This is a misunderstanding. I wasn't trying to spy on you, I swear."

"You were looking. Don't think I couldn't see you."

"Just let me explain, yeah?"

She stayed silent, so Neteyam took it as a sign to explain himself.

"The thing is, I was taking a walk since the forest kinda reminds me of home, then I got lost and ended up here by accident."

"An Omaticaya Na'vi taking a walk in a forest far away from his homeland, silly him got lost, and he decided 'hey

why not hide behind a tree to watch someone who could've been naked in a waterfall'. Hmm, that's crazy, right?"

"Well when you put it like that..."

"Boy."

"Alright, alright, I was playing." He grinned, finding her frowning facial expression cute. But this is a serious matter. She's serious, rightfully so.

"My family and I are welcome to stay with the Metkayina clan, approved by leader Tonowari and his mate Ronal. I'm not a complete stranger."

So he's one of the new newcomers some of the villagers were gossiping about, she didn't pay close attention to them. She was rushing by.

"You were wandering around in a place you just came to and not even familiar with? How stupid is that."

"Curiosity did get the best of me. In all honesty, it was better than listening to Aonung brag about how superior he is and what not. I had to pass out on that and dipped." He purposely mentioned the chief's son, although what he was saying was all true.

"Good for you." She shrugged.

"Look, I'm sorry. Even though it was accidental, I did violate your privacy with my actions and gave myself a bad impression." Neteyam knew he had to hold himself accountable, what he did was in fact wrong and awfully misleading. She deserves a sincere apology. "I was debating whether or not I should approach you and ask for help, but I went about it the wrong way. I apologize for that. Really."

Her gaze softened. Now they were just staring at each other. He was anxious, waiting for her to say something.

She didn't respond, instead put the knife in the pouch around her waist, gave him another look, then turned to leave.

"Hold on, wait!" He called out to her.

Slowing down her steps, she tilted her head with arched brows.

"Do you mind helping me get back to the village?"

"Why should I?"

"Uh.." He trailed off, not knowing what to offer her.

How...cute.

"Let's just say you owe me a favor."

"What kinda favor?"

"That's for me to decide."

He said nothing else and followed her.

"And I mean it, you were staring..way too hard at that."

He mumbles under his breath, "Can you blame me..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

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