#he is so slept on in avatar 2

[fluloa]

WET | jake sully x reader [mini series pt. 1]

“Again.”

You grunt, arms tired and soar, and you feel like crying. Sometimes— no, all the time, you wished that anyone else was your teacher instead of Jake. Who cares if he was once a human as well? He hasn't been one in years and if you were honest, he's more harsher than the actual natives. You've heard that when he was a younger na'vi, he was a bit of a troublemaker. Which is why you're so confused as to why he always has a stick up his fucking ass with you.

Some of your braids fall in front of your face as you look down, shoulders sinking, "But—"

"No buts," Jake sterns, gripping at your forearm and shoving it upwards to which you whine at, "arms up."

With a whimper, you stretch out the bow, back twinging in pain as the dips of your fingers sting. Jake moves, eyeing you from a different angle before gliding behind you. He surprises you when he wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you flush against him as you yelp out. His grip is hard.

"Your back needs to be straight like this." He teaches, demonstrating your now straightened back that is pushed up against his torso. "Not hunched over like this," he pushes your shoulder forward, setting your back into the position you were before.

The thing was, Jake had a very physical type of communication. Something that annoyed you and gave you a shameful amount of pleasure at the same time.

"Otherwise, the strength in your pullback is weakened." He steps back with a click of his tongue, "thought you already learned that, girl."

That nickname again. God, you didn't know why, but it did something to you. Made something swirl hot in the pit of your stomach. Just the deep husk of his voice brewing out the word—

You blink, a quick shake of your head and a flick of your tail and you can feel his gaze burn into your head.

"What is it?"

You turn to him, analysing the look on his face and it's something that you can't put your finger on. You hope it isn't disappointment. You clear your throat, "what is what?"

His eyebrows crease together into a frown before they raise against his forehead. "You're unfocused. Distracted. Like you've got something on your mind."

"I don't," you say, scratching an itchy place on your arm as you try your best to keep your face plain.

"You do. Spit it out," he demands, folding his arms and you can't help but let your eyes flicker to the thick bulge of them. He catches the motion. His eyebrows raise again, but this time it's for a different reason. He circles you again, but this time, it's for a different reason. "You look flustered," he comments, and you swear you see the slightest hint of a grin on his lips.

"I'm not," you rush, eyes widened and heart picking up a hundred times pace.

Jake stops behind you again, tilting his head as you eye him from the side. The warmth of his breath fans against your neck. "You are." He whispers, his tone low and it sends goosebumps through your body. "What? You need a release?"

He says it so casually that it makes you almost choke on your own spit.

"I don't understand, sir." You feel heat rise to your cheeks, head spinning as you try and contemplate what he had just said.

"Not that much to understand. A release is a release." He shrugs, "Not that hard to give it to you. Just gotta tell me if you want it."

Your body is hot. Like, really hot. You feel like you'll explode in any second, and you're not sure if it's in a good or a bad way. You finally meekly turn your head around to see him staring down at you, his eyes relaxed with his jaw set loose. It's intimidating. He really thinks this is normal. You let your eyes slip, flicking to the sweet curve of his lips and that's when he knows.

He pushes you to the closest tree with his hand gripped at your upper arm, and it’s like you’re entranced to just let him do it. Your back hits the tree, its rough bark spiking your skin. You feel the urge to sink your head down into its trunk when Jake leans over, scooping his fingers under your hair and cupping your neck. He pulls you up, sealing his lips to yours and you’re almost rising on your toes from his grip. His other hand glides to support the side of your thigh, fingers rough as they dig into the plush of your skin and never relax. His lips are smooth, melting against yours when he slips his tongue into your mouth. It’s the opposite of chaste as he molds you with the skilful flick of his tongue, holding the back of your head with a heavy hand and beginning to rub gentle circles with his fingers on your thigh.

It’s enough to have the hot swirl spend in your stomach, enough to have you panting and wanting more. Your hands finally pick up enough courage to place them on his shoulders, not without the jitter of your fingers and you can feel a quiet scoff come from him. Dickhead. He probably thinks this is some kind of game, that you’re just a little piece of entertainment for him to end the day. Your thoughts crumble when he suddenly pushes your thigh up, jutting you against him as he wraps your leg around his waist.

His hand finds your lower stomach, resting there for a moment as his fingers curl against your small pouch. Then, his hand slips down, catches onto the mangy material of your loincloth, and he finally breaks your mouth from his. A string of saliva thins and sticks to the bottom of your lip, your chest rising quickly and your breath uneven.

He wipes it for you with the flat of his thumb, then dips it into his own mouth. You bite the inside of your cheek, feeling the heat between your thighs begin to moisture. With his eyes still on you, his fingers dive, picking up the front of your loincloth and flipping it to sit at your thigh. Your connected gaze breaks when his eyes flicker to your lower body, a glimpse of his eyes twitching wide for a second and you feel a wave of embarrassment creep over you.

“Fuck, isn’t that a pretty little sight.” He mutters, then looking at your loin cloth, then back up to you. “Take it off.”

You lay there for a second, heart racing and cheeks warm. He snaps you into action when his head tilts, an action you’ve come to learn as ‘did you not just hear what I said or do I have to make you hear it?’

Finally, the loincloth falls loose, sliding down your hips and onto the ground. Immediately, his thumb is on your clit, circling the bud teasingly and painfully slow. His other hand holds your hip, keeping you comfy in between the tree and himself. He watches you with curious eyes, catching the way your breath hitches and the way your lips fall split.

Two fingers lather down your split, feathering at your folds and experimentally teasing around your entrance. “You always get this wet?” He breathily asks, and you can’t tell if the question is out of proper impressment or just plain teasing. When he doesn’t see you answering, his fingers at your jaw, a lean in with his head. His lips are a centimetre away from yours as he frowns, “I asked you a question.”

You gulp, and a whine breaks from your throat when he presses down onto your clit. “I don’t know…”

He pinches your clit. You jump in his grasp. “Fi—Fine! No.”

He gives a slow kiss to the dip of your neck, flicking at your clit lazily and it makes your thighs fucking tremble. His middle and ring fingers ghost over your pulsing entrance, and you wonder why this man is such a tease. “Tell me you want it,” he mumbles.

His teeth sneak past his lips to nip at your skin, pulling on it gently with his tongue sponging out as well. You knew a hickey was on its way.

“Come on, I want to hear it.” Jake encourages, a hard roll to your clit that has your eyes rolling back with it. He bites down into your neck, a gasp flying from you when you feel his fangs dig into your skin. “Don’t make me force it outta ya,” he warns, the dark edge to his voice dampening his fingers with your running slick.

“Yes, I… I want it,” you whisper. The girth of his two middle fingers slip into your cunt smooth and you can’t help but groan. You stretch out and around him, and a small smile twitches across Jake’s face.

He whistles low and quiet, ���Look at the way you suck me in,” he almost says to himself, eyeing the way his blue fingers dissolve into you. He starts moving them in and out gently, to which you gasp loud at. A quiet, taunting laugh is heard from above you. “That’s right.”

His fingers are long and thick, and you can feel the many callouses imprinted on them as they drag along your walls. The moment of gentle is gone when Jake picks up the pace, digging his thumb into your clit. Your back arches, hands digging into his shoulders before falling to the muscle of his arms.

The speed becomes into a ferocious one. It’s rough and unforgiving, like he’s trying to reach deep inside of you and pull something out. The hand on your hip shifts, to speed past your top and press down hard onto your right boob. He squeezes it, rolling the nipple in between the gap of his two fingers. Your breathing gets stuck inside your throat as you choke out a whimper. “Jake—“

“Quit whining.” Jake snaps, then a quick pinch to your nipple. “Take it.”

His fingers curl inside of you, make your body jolt and a hot lick of fire whip through your belly. His palm replaces his thumb on your clit, the length of his fingers jammed full into your cunt as the tough layer of skin of his palm rubs against it. Your hips jerk against him, the grip on his arms tight like if you let go, you'll die.

You let out a tiny moan, and Jake grips at your jaw again, his finger playing at the bottom of your lip before pulling it open, having your mouth in an O shape. "Don't hold back on those noises now, girl."

The band in your stomach tightens, a hard pull to your body and your head slumps against the tree. You can feel its tiny flecks of wood dig into your scalp, but you don't care because all you can focus on is Jake's fingers, moving in and out of you in such a pace, you could catch fire. Now you understand what he's trying to pull out of you, and it's not in a nice way. The release. Like once he gets his hands on it, he'll rip it out.

And he does. You feel your vision fall blurry when your orgasm, the release, crashes through you, rocking your body hard. You cry out, voice cracking into pieces. His fingers keep working up into you, helping you through your high as you regain sensibility. Everything is silent, except for your ragged breathing. You finally blink up at him. He blinks down at you. He pulls his fingers leisurely out of you, the cool of the night's air hitting your bare cunt. He looks down at his soaked fingers before dipping them into his mouth, tongue flatting against them and sucking them clean. You can't read his face.

He puts you back down onto the ground, your knees wobbly and you'd fall over if it weren't for the tree pressed up against your back at the moment. Jake's eyebrows raise slightly.

"Better?" He asks, and before you can respond he's walking away, the leaves underneath his feet making a crushing noise. You're left with only your timid breath, as your loincloth lays messy around your toes.

here’s part two bc yall were THIRSTY. ur welcome alien fuckers💙

[dirtytransmasc]

concept, cause the dynamics at play would be super interesting:

when Tuk and Neytiri are sucked into the hold of the Seadragon, what if Spider, unwilling to watch another one of this baby siblings, nor his siblings mother (despite everything cause he's a good kid), die without doing anything, jumps in after them?

they're now stuck in a flooding ship, spider knows his way around to a decent extent, they're all tired, they're all scared, they're all hurting. they have to depend on each other for survival.

Neytiri has to not only trust Spider, but has to follow his lead, has to trust him to guide her around a demon ship, has to untrust not only her own life, but the life of her youngest child to this boy.

Maybe they're separated, they have to find one another (my personal favorite scenario is that Tuk and Spider are together and he has to try and find her/guide Neytiri to him)

Spider taking Neytiri and Tuk's arms so they aren't separated by stray currents and raging waters (a parallel to "Sully's stick together"). Spider talking them through the breath holds he learned as a kid in case his mask malfunctioned before bringing them through the depths of the submerged ship (parallel to Jake and Lo'ak)

anyway. I just can't stop thinking about it. think about it.

Neytiri is faced with the fact that Spider jumped in after her and Tuk. he came for them, he put himself in danger to save them, to save her daughter. even after what she did to him. even after she held a knife to him, after she cut him, after she intended to kill him even after Kiri was released. he still jumped to her aid, even if he could have stayed with Kiri above deck where he was safe, he could have just aided Tuk and left her behind, but he didn't.

and there's so many ways to play with it and the aftermath. like.

Spider dragging both Tuk and Neytiri up the surface, trying his best to keep the trio afloat (namely Neytiri who was much less adjusted to the water and is exhausted by the night they've had) as they hope and pray to be reunited with the rest of their family.

maybe the stress gets to them and Spider just starts apologizing. I should have fought them harder. I shouldn't have let Lo'ak and Neteyam try and leave with me, I would have been fine. I should have seen it coming, should have taken it myself. it should have been me. my baby brother shouldn't be dead.

maybe he becomes partly delirious as he too gives into exhaustion, the big brother in him being the only part of him left coherent, so he takes Tuk close, whispering prrnen tsmuke [baby sister] over and over into her braids, assuring himself that she's safe and unharmed. he keeps praying to the Great Mother for his siblings to return to him unharmed. maybe he keeps asking where they are, if they're safe as his awareness fades and his memory weakens. all of his siblings. asking if Neteyam is ok, only to remember he's gone the second the words leave his tongue.

Jake and Lo'ak finding them when they come up with Payakan, both worse for wear, exhausted, clinging to one another, the only thing keeping their heads above water being spiders life vest, Tuk cradled between them. what a sight.

Neytiri watching as Spider looks over each of his siblings, taking them close, holding onto them as if they will be ripped away from him. the realization that he would die before he let that happen again hitting her like a ton of bricks the second she sees the look in his eyes.

a peace being made between the two in the wake of this event. spider silently claiming the role of big brother (he always was, but he had to pretend he wasn't. with Neteyam gone, he can't pretend he's not anymore), Neytiri silently agreeing.

idk man. it would be interesting.

[byunpum]

Safe Heaven | Part 2

Pair: Neteyam x Human!reader (sully family, others na'vi)

Warning: 18+ (some smut...a little) Neytiri being a bit(a lot) controlling, forced pairing, cozy moments, comfort moments, All characters are adults.

Note: I promise you that the third part will not be as late as this second part. Still…I hope you enjoy this part.

AVATAR MASTERLIST | Ko-fi

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4[final]

That night was too cold for your taste, if you had known you were going to sleep in your secret place you would have brought a blanket. But the warm body heat that neteyam's body gave off was very warm, you had snuggled more on his chest, feeling how his arms wrapped around you completely. You had gotten up as soon as the sun started to rise, but you decided to stay still and enjoy this moment. Feeling neteyam's calm breathing, and breathing in his scent. This man had such an addictive natural scent, you could only think how addictive it had to be for the female na'vi. If you were a human you could smell him, you didn't want to know what the female na'vi who had a sharper sense of smell smelled like. Sometimes you didn't understand what neteyam saw in you…just sometimes you didn't understand.

You feel his arms tighten, and he starts yawning. "Baby…" says neteyam sleepily, looking down to see you curled up on his chest. "Good morning…did you rest well?" you can see neteyam laugh out loud, of course not. The airplane chair wasn't comfortable, but you knew he wasn't going to say he slept uncomfortably. He preferred this more than anything. "Well…I'd prefer to sleep on top of a rock," Neteyam speaks, listening as you now laugh. Lifting you off his chest, lowering you to the ground to stretch, behind you was a sore neteyam. You are thankful that he had endured a whole night of discomfort for you. You move behind him, and since he was sitting it was much easier for you to stroke his back, and begin to massage him. "You are so tense teyam" you reach over and give him a quick kiss on his skin. You can hear him humming, and relaxing into your touch.

You didn't want this moment to end, but it was getting late. You were supposed to be in your respective homes, you were practically on the run. "And what are you going to tell your mom?" you ask, pausing to wait for an answer from neteyam. He looks at you, and lifts his shoulders. "And you?" neteyam asks you. "I don't know… I'll say I was with kiri" you watch as a smile tugs at neteyam's lips. Kiri didn't know anything about your relationship, but she didn't mind being an accomplice in your adventures. She will always be there for you. After getting ready, before leaving the plane, Neteyam gets off the plane. Neteyam comes down to you, giving you a quick kiss. "I want to see you later? Yes?" says Neteyam between kisses, you push him away a little. "Go away…otherwise they will kill you" you were all giggles, while he continued to kiss you all over your face. You ended up pushing him away seeing how he was running away, it was getting a little late. He was supposed to come home and lay in the hammock and make it late at night. But it was already too late for that. On the other hand, you turn everything off…pick up everything you had to take with you and start walking to the lab.

On the other hand… neytiri practically didn't sleep all night, she realized that her son never arrived. Sure, neteyam was a man now…and he had his own life. But she wanted to know who he was with, he liked leeka?. She had barely spoken to him…plus she suspected something was going on. Neteyam was not one to do this, he was a well-behaved boy. The whole family was up, and they were eating together. Noticing Neteyam arrive, he looked a little agitated as if he were running. Stopping for a moment at the entrance, watching as his family looked at him curiously. "Good…morning" neteyam says, coming over to sit next to his brother. Carefully taking his portion of breakfast, he dared not speak, as he felt his mother's piercing gaze. "Good morning son…hey where did you spend the night?" asks jake, but it was not in a tone of authority but one of forming a conversation and breaking the ice. "I was standing guard" says neteyam, chewing his fruit. "Oh… was it calm?" asks jake, looking at his son noting that he was a little nervous, neteyam just nodded his head.

But this didn't convince neytiri, she knew something was up with her son. "Teyam… why did you leave leeka alone last night, that was very rude of you" speaks neytiri. Kiri, tuk and lo'ak look quickly at their brother, as if he was in big trouble. And yes he was… because he didn't really have a clear answer to tell his mother. He just didn't like leeka, and he had no business talking to her if he wasn't interested. "Ahh I had to leave, because I remembered I had guard duty" says neteyam, swallowing hard, hoping neytiri won't pursue the subject. "mmm and what do you think of that girl?" asks neytiri. "Ahh she's���fine" says neteyam. Feeling his brother push him a little "'fine? Are you kidding?" lo'ak almost gives him a fit, leeka was the most counted na'vi of the clan.

And he was rejecting her. "you should get to know her better" says neytiri, jake was getting tired of this conversation, it was very clear that neteyam didn't want to talk about this topic. "Ok… it's too early for these topics, why don't we just eat and spend this time as a family" says jake, giving neytiri a look. She just rolled her eyes, she knew that jake didn't really care who her son was hanging out with. After he was safe was more than enough for him.

But for neytiri, this was a cultural thing…something that had been passed down from generation to generation. She didn't want neteyam to make a mistake. After breakfast, all the family members began to divide into their daily chores. Neteyam was about to leave, just when neytiri called out to him. "Neteyam?" neytiri approaches her son, it was just the two of them so it was the perfect time to talk to him. "Honey… I don't want to burden you with this stuff. But the mating season is coming up and I just want to…" neytiri speaks, watching as her son begins to shift uncomfortably. Neytiri did not understand the disdain her son had on this subject. "Mama I have a lot of things to do" neteyam says, taking up his weapons. "Neteyam I wish you would choose a mate who will give you the position that belongs to you…just that" says neytiri, watching as neteyam only answers her with a 'hmmm' and walks out of the hut. Leaving a more worried neytiri. Besides knowing that her son was lying, she could detest a different scent…a scent that was attached to her son's skin. It was feminine…but which one was the na'vi girl? Who? She had to act fast, she had to have a second plan.

In the lab… You had arrived a little late, you had gone back to the plane to look for other things. And you stopped on the way when you met mo'at. She told you to stop by her hut, she wanted to show you some things. Mo'at understood that there was something wrong with you, and that you were in a hurry. But she didn't want to ask too much, eventually you were going to tell her what was wrong. You had always been like that… saying goodbye to her. To run to the lab, finding it empty. "uhhh I'm safe!!!" you cheer a little, you didn't have to lighten up with awkward questions. But you weren't expecting your favorite intruder. "Safe from what or who?" asks spider, making you jump a little. He had been sitting in the back all this time. " Nothing…just ahhhh where's norm?" you ask, watching as spider chuckles a little. He knew you had done something. You and spider had grown up together, you were practically like brothers, so he already knew when you were lying. "He's sleeping…but the real question here is…where did you sleep last night?" asks spider, approaching you. You nudge him, sometimes it could be very annoying. "I was with kiri" you speak, turning away from him and starting on your way to your room. You didn't really have much to do there, but it was the best place to escape from spider. Spider laughs, winking at you…he knew you were lying to him. But he didn't care where you had spent the night either, he had his suspicions but he wasn't going to say anything until he was sure. "Well… that 'kiri' smells a lot like ….neteyam" says spider, seeing you stop in your tracks. And you turn quickly signaling for silence. "Shut your mouth…you idiot!!!" you whine, ignoring him. Listening as spider laughs out loud.

Spider didn't know anything, or so you thought. Maybe he could have been suspicious, but you ignored his comments. And you go on your way, you wanted to get ready to go help mo'at. So you practically run for your materials, and run out of the lab. Running as fast as you could, you knew mo'at didn't like to wait, so you had to be there in seconds. To your bad luck, or out of pure conscience…you were so distracted running that you could barely see who was in front of you. Without realizing, you were about to crash into neytiri and leeka. Hitting your head on leeka's thigh, falling sitting down on the ground. "Hey…watch out!" the girl speaks, looking down. "Sorry" you groan, you'd taken a good punch. Neytiri reaches over, and grabs you by the forearm. Helping you to stand up.

The relationship you and Neytiri had was not great, but you knew she treated you better than spider. You always thought it was because mo'at treated you like a daughter. But you never got close to her, you barely talked to her. You had always related more to her children and jake. "Are you all right?" asks neytiri, helping you to adjust the ornaments that covered your breasts. "Yes…I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Mo'at is waiting for me" you speak, thanking her for helping you and running towards Mo'at's hut. Both women look at you as you walk away. "She is…strange. Well, she's a sky person so everything about her is strange" says Leeka, she had a bad look on her face. Neytiri is silent, she didn't want to comment much about you. But she did have some very respective comments about you and your relationship with her family, but she kept them to herself. "Well…as I was saying. I think you should meet neteyam one of these days?" says neytiri. The girl was a little disappointed about the night before, neteyam hadn't talked to her much and then left without saying anything.

"I think he doesn't want to talk to me" says leeka, neytiri laughs a little. But it was a more ironic smile. Touching the girl's shoulder, so that she calms down. "Sure he is… he is a little shy" neytiri says. "I'll try to talk to him…I'll ask him if he wants to go hunting with me or for a walk" says leeka, seeing how neytiri smiled approvingly. Neytiri didn't want to force anything, but she knew what she was doing. She had to support the girl. "He'll love it…I'm sure," Neytiri says. Staying quiet for a moment, she had smelled a familiar scent on you. She wanted to think it was because you were always with neteyam and his children. But this awakened an alarm in her.

You quickly arrive at the mo'at hut, seeing how the woman was already waiting for you. You excuse yourself, and sit down next to her. "Where were you?" mo'at was cutting some herbs, preparing for the demonstration she had prepared for you. "Ahh I was in the lab" you speak, nervously. "Mmm but we ran into each other earlier… so you weren't there" mo'at looks at you for a moment, noticing how your little eyes widen. She had caught you, but she wasn't going to say anything. Mo'at hands you the container she was working on. "Ok, let's get to work" Mo'at speaks, watching you settle more into your space. She had to teach you everything she knew, she had plans for you in the future. You had shown her that you could stay in charge of the medical area of the clan. The people in the clan trusted you, and little by little you were improving every day. Mo'at knew you were doing a good job, you were a very good girl. It had been a while, since morning. You were in a corner eating something, enjoying your free time. While listening to mo'at. "I hope this mating season will be successful…and many couples will come out" says mo'at.

"Yes" you speak, lowering your head. This was something you did not like to talk about. You were aware of your position, neteyam could tell you that he wanted to get away from you and choose a na'vi woman. You knew what happened every week, every week neytiri tried to match his son with different girls. They were so…perfect for him. You couldn't compete with them, you were…just you. And you had a lot of confidence in yourself…but you were aware that you and neteyam were different species. You didn't know what was going to happen. "There's no one you're interested in?" mo'at looks at you curiously. "ahh there are no boys my age here" you laugh nervously. "And spider?" mo'at asks, watching as you fall silent and then start laughing. She joins you… she knows that you and spider are like brothers. But she wanted to make you laugh. "H-hello" speaks neteyam, carefully entering the hut. "Ahh what are you doing here?" asks mo'at, examining his grandson with his eyes. He looked very well.

You get a little nervous, chuckling a little when your gaze meets neteyam's. "I came to see if you would help me…with this cut" neteyam points to his shoulder. "teyam…there's nothing there" mo'at says, watching as his grandson laughs. "Grandma…it's really annoying, I cut myself on a branch" says neteyam, sitting down on the ground. Mo'at gives you a look, causing you to laugh. "Y/N…clean neteyam's deep wound" says mo'at, you get up from the ground approaching neteyam. To sit in front of him. Taking a cream that was in one of the many bottles that mo'at had. You can see the smirk of confidence on his face. "You're bleeding to death" you joke, watching as he moves closer to you. "I just wanted to see you… it's been a long time" neteyam takes your hand, to caress it.

"It's only been a few hours" you place some medicine, moving closer to him. You two were now very close. "That's a long time….hey" neteyam whispers. You look back, glancing at mo'at. The woman was too busy at her work, so she wasn't paying attention to you. "What?" you say, while pretending you were putting in more medicine. "How about we meet at the waterfall?" neteyam asks you. "What for?" you feel neteyam's hand hold yours, pulling it closer to his chest. Lowering his head further, so that it is now closer to your ear. "To bathe together…you and me" neteyam laughs a little, watching as you place your hands on his mouth. He had to be quiet, his grandmother couldn't hear anything. Seeing mo'at still not paying attention to him. "close…touching us" speaks neteyam, a little loudly. You tell him to shut up, laughing at him.

Mo'at looks at you from afar, the scene ahead of her was interesting… the two of you were in front of each other. Your hand on neteyam's chest, he held it caressing your skin. While both of you were laughing, whispering to each other. The woman takes a deep breath, the feelings she was feeling that you two were transmitting was something that she knew would cause problems, but it was something strong. Something unavoidable, it was more than evident that the two of you were together. Mo'at turned her attention back to her work, it was best if she pretended not to see anything. She knew that when they needed her help you would talk to her. "Well…see you at sundown,ok?" neteyam waits for your reply, you nod, watching as neteyam walks over to you and gives you a quick kiss on the shoulder. You push him away, pushing him out of the hut as you two were giggling. You sit back down next to mo'at, you can feel her giving you a few glances. But you see that she doesn't speak, she doesn't seem upset. So you assume she didn't see you and doesn't suspect anything.

That same afternoon… Neteyam had finished all his chores, he was ready to go to the waterfall as he had planned with you. Today had been a good day, the only downside was the conversation he had with his mother that morning, but everything else had run smoothly. Neteyam had rushed to the family hut, leaving his hunting tools behind. Feeling more relaxed and to come find you at the lab. This meeting was important to him, being with your company was very precious. With you he could be himself, no longer the perfect son that his parents wanted him to be. Well…that his mother wanted. Neteyam was aware of his mother's plans. And he knew that in the end he had to make his decision, but at this moment he was not going to think about anything and he was going to enjoy the afternoon.

Just as he was entering the laboratory he bumped into Leeka. The girl greeted him from afar, neteyam tried not to make a bad face. He didn't want to be rude, but he didn't want to talk to her, especially knowing that she was doing what his mother asked her to do. Leeka approached him. "Hello, how are you?" the girl asks. "I'm fine…thanks" neteyam was already feeling uncomfortable, and now even more so that he was in a hurry. "Hey…I was wondering if you I…can we walk for a while" says the girl, noticing how neteyan tenses up and laughs uncomfortably. "It can be now…or whenever you want" leeka was sure neteyam would agree, he looked like a guy who wouldn't say no. "Leeka….I don't" neteyam was about to answer her, but just at that moment the door to the lab opened. "Y/N!!!" neteyam shouts a little, coming closer to you. Taking your hand quickly, pulling you closer to his side. "Is something wrong?" you are a little confused, you were going to go look for him. You weren't expecting him at the entrance, and even less so with this company.

"No…I was just waiting for you. Why don't we leave?" says Neteyam, the boy is anxious to get out of there. "Aren't we going for a walk?" leeka looks at neteyam, she still couldn't believe he was denying her request. "no….we'll talk later" neteyam drags you with him, while you look back feeling how leeka's gaze is glued to you. You decide to ignore what happened a moment ago, and focus on neteyam. The path to the waterfall was a bit far, so he ends up carrying you like a little horse on his back. Talking about anything, and enjoying the moment. When you arrive at the waterfall, neteyam puts you down. While he goes to check on the water. "Love… this water has a nice temperature" says neteyam, seeing how you were taking something out of your bag. You had been carrying a strange bag all this time. A long time ago neteyam stopped wondering what were the things you sometimes brought with you, it was a common thing with you. Always with bundles, and boxes with you. You are kneeling on the floor, your back to Neteyam. "Baby what are you doing there?" neteyam kneels behind you. Putting his head on your shoulder, you push him a little. "Wait!!!" you speak up, you wanted to show him something you had been working on for weeks.

You had been working on your new oxygen mask for weeks. And you had waited all day to show it to neteyam. Neteyam sees you take off your current mask, and gets nervous. "Baby what are you doing?" but within seconds you turn around, showing neteyam that your face was free of that annoying glass. "Taraaaa what's up?" you were very happy that it worked well, you had tried it but you still had your doubts. "This…I can't believe it, you finally finished it" neteyam kneels down to be at your height, getting closer to you. Watching carefully how everything worked, small tubes that entered through your nose and traveled behind your ear. Then connecting to your oxygen machine. Neteyam takes your face with his hands, kissing you. It was the first time he could kiss you, being in his environment. He felt needed, as if he couldn't have any more of you. "ok, what are we waiting for" neteyam gets up from the floor. You were still a little shaken by the kiss, you didn't want him to pull away from you. You move closer to him, moving to his arm to rest on his forearm. But you can see how neteyam moves away from you and starts to take off all his clothes, the bracelets.

"Hey…what are you doing?" you laugh nervously, trying to stop him by placing your hands on his waist. "We weren't going to bathe?…we have to take off our clothes. Come on," Neteyam says as if it were the most normal thing in the world. And yes it was, you were the one who had that conflict. But even so, you knew from the look neteyam was giving you that he had other plans in mind. You watch as he continues to remove his clothes, reaching for his loincloth. "You're going to leave me alone, come on love…" neteyam starts to take off his loincloth. While you look around worriedly, you didn't want anyone to see you naked. Well, it's not like you have a lot of clothes on at the moment. Your top of ornaments, didn't cover much of your breasts. The last piece of neteyam falls to the floor, leaving him completely naked in front of you. You shift your gaze, you felt your cheeks were getting hot, neteyam was very beautiful…too much of beautiful. "Do you want me to help you?" asks neteyam, approaching you. Neteyam kneels in front of you again, coming over to help remove the knots from your top, moving it out of the way. You swallow hard, you loved it when he took care of you. Pulling the knots out of your loincloth, leaving you naked.

Neteyam pulls away a little, looking you up and down gently. It made you nervous, when he did these things. You laugh shyly, touching his chest. Neteyam meets your gaze, and there was a tender smile on his lips. His look was one of love and admiration. Damn…you had him so in love. "Hey…come on!!!" you move closer to him, wrapping your arms around his neck, to kiss his cheeks. "Ok, ok" netayam wraps his arms around you, standing up suddenly. Making you scream, as he walked towards the water. Sometimes you forgot how tall neteyam was, holding you tightly. As neteyam got deeper into the water you were stealing sloppy kisses all over his face and neck. When the water finally touches your shoulders, you can feel neteyam tighten his grip on you. Taking your thighs, to wrap them around his waist, you squeeze him intently trying to seek friction on his skin. He begins to kiss your neck, while his hands move over your hips, and squeeze the soft skin. You were getting a little desperate, kissing and seeking more of his touch. "I thought we were just going to bathe" neteyam says giggling between kisses, enjoying the attention you were giving him. Holding you tighter, lifting you higher on his body. "You started it" you laugh. "Hey…did you know I can hold my breath for 5 minutes straight?" says neteyam, looking at you mischievously.

"And?" you speak, feeling neteyam pull you a little away from his body. But he still holds you so you don't move too far away. "I would like to know if I can break my record…and I need your help. What do you think?" neteyam starts to go down in the water, while you laugh. Feeling him pull you closer to him. He dives completely into the water, kissing your stomach leaving a line of bubbles rising up. You place your hands on his hair, helping him a little. You knew the way he was going. Lowering it further, feeling neteyam take your thighs, to wrap them around his shoulders. Sinking his face into your cunt, His tongue flicked your clit and then spread from the bottom of your pussy to the top. The sensation of rough tongue, the feeling of bubbles caused by neteyam's lack of air. They caused you to shudder, and squeeze your thighs tighter against the sides of his face. Tangling your hand in his braids, you didn't know how he was managing to stay underwater so long, but he was making his point.

Leeka thought about what had happened. For her it was strange enough that a boy like neteyam was denying her proposal to count. Leeka was a highly demanded na'vi in the clan…but she had her eyes set on neteyam. But what she was most curious about was the strange relationship neteyam had with you. She knew that you had grown up together, and that he had always been around demons. But… neteyam was very very close to you, and she was thinking that this was not normal. She was beginning to believe the rumors among the younger members of the clan. The romantic closeness the two of you had, how neteyam's scent was wafting over you. How you had been seen together, in unusual situations. But she knew she could fulfill what she promised neytiri…besides neteyam couldn't be with human, that's ridiculous. Leeka decided to go for a walk, she wanted to clear her mind. But she also wanted to look for neteyam, he couldn't be far away. The girl had walked quite a long way, she thinks it's been an hour. But she can hear the sound of water very close to her. She was going to stop and get some water…but stopped when she heard some voices.

Neteyam climbed up, breathing fast and with a stupid smile on her lips. You were stunned by the previous activities. You felt your cheeks burning, when Neteyam placed his hands on your face. Leaning in for a kiss, pulling away a little. Enjoying the view, of his partner all shattered in his arms. And that was just a little bit…of everything he wanted to do with you. You relax into his touch, resting your head in his hands. As you try to regain your normal breathing, neteyam slides his thumb across your lips…sliding it into your mouth. Watching as you instinctively suck it gently as he withdraws it, leaving a 'pop' sound. "You're a good girl" neteyam says, moving closer to kiss your lips. "Thank you" you speak, watching as neteyam lets out a laugh, pulling you close to his chest, so you can hug him. After a moment of cuddling, keep silent. "I want us to unite before eywa" says nateyam out of nowhere, noticing how your eyes widen in surprise. "What?" you ask.

Neteyam was getting tired of playing these little games with you, he wants you to be his partner. May you be his woman completely. That he could have you completely and he knew that you wanted too. He could feel it. “But what will your family say,” you speak, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I will talk to my family…they will understand. I want this to be serious, I love you” Neteyam is interrupted when they both hear Leeka's voice calling Neteyam. “Neteyam?” Leeka is standing on the shore, the girl glances at her feet. Noticing the mountain of outfits on the grass. And seeing how you and neteyam were together. You quickly move away, swimming further. Meanwhile, Neteyam turned around, now looking at the girl. "What's going on?" Neteyam asks. "What are you doing here? “I thought they were somewhere else,” Leeka says, crossing her arms. “I never say where I was going…besides, why do you care so much?” Neteyam sounded arrogant and annoyed. Leeka sulks, but she knew that she was no one to complain to him. “Sorry…I only found you guys by accident” Leeka says, looking at you intently.

You were trying to cover yourself, you didn't want her to suspect anything. Leeka looks at clothes again, and then laughs a little. “It seems like you are enjoying the river,” she says sarcastically. “Yes… and you are interrupting us” says Neteyam. “teyam!!!” You scold him, but he ignores you. His attention now was on Leeka leaving them alone. “Well… sorry for interrupting, see you later teyam” she laughs and looks at you as she says the last word. They both stay there, watching the girl walk away from the river. Leaving you alone again, Neteyam watches carefully, making sure she's not around. To turn to see you. He can tell how upset and scared you were right now. “Y/N?” neteyam calls, trying to take your arm. But you walk away, swimming towards the shore. “I told you that someone would come…and ahhh” you start arguing to yourself. You knew it wasn't his fault, but you were also aware that this could cause problems. “It's no big deal…she won't say anything” Neteyam says, keeping up with you. You guys had already gotten out of the water, and you were starting to put on your clothes.

“Of course…neteyam that girl was chosen by your mother. She talks to her, spends time with her…her” You turn to look at him, as you put on your last piece of clothing. “I want to go back to the lab, yes?” You give up, you didn't want to talk about this topic now. Your good time had been ruined by her. Neteyam also felt like you. “Okay…but” neteyam takes your hand, kneeling down to be at your height. “How about we meet in our place today? Yes…please” Neteyam begs, kissing your hand. You think for a moment, you didn't want things to escalate, but you also wanted to spend more time with him. You smile at him, and move closer to kiss him on the tip of his nose. “Ok…we'll see you at the same time” you see how the boy gets excited. They both finish getting ready, and begin their way back home. But this time, neteyam would carry you all the way, you were too tired to walk back.

Neteyam dropped you off in front of the lab, he was aware that what had happened had hurt both your spirits. You had barely spoken on the way home, but he was not discouraged. Maybe all you needed to do was get some rest and then you could go see each other. Neteyam came up to you, giving you a big kiss on your cheek. And another on the crown of your head. "I'll see you…yes?" neteyam looks at you hoping you wouldn't stand him up. "Yeah" you speak, smiling shyly and walking into the lab. Looking back, watching as neteyam stood there waiting for you to come back to him. But you decide to continue on your way, leaving him more frustrated. The boy sighs loudly…why that girl had to show up, why his mother was so insistent. He was going to put a stop to this whole situation… his family had to know the truth and accept it.

Neteyam arrived at the family hut, to his good fortune he found his mother and grandmother. Mo'at was visiting the hut, helping her daughter. Both women watched as Neteyam entered the hut, they could see that he was upset. But not in comparison to his mother, who had barely turned around to greet him. "Mom?" speaks neteyam, approaching his mother's side, to sit next to her. "I have to tell you something" neteyam didn't mind that his grandmother was with them, in the end she always found out everything. "I want to talk to you too" neytiri says, neteyam is silent so that her mother can start first. Neytiri looks up, her look was one of confrontation. "What the hell were you doing naked, and kissing Y/N in the river this afternoon" neytiri blurts out, neteyam gets nervous quickly. Jumping out of his seat, looking quickly at his grandmother. Mo'at looked shocked, but she already knew her daughter was going to ask that question to the poor boy.

After Leeka left the river, she went ahead. Running as fast as her feet would allow, she quickly reached neytiri. Telling her everything she saw, this left neytiri astonished. She couldn't believe it, it was one thing for her son to be friends with these humans. But that he was romantically involved with one…she couldn't believe it. As soon as mo'at arrived to visit her daughter, she told her everything that was happening. Even neytiri complained to her mother, because of the closeness she had with you. "Are you suggesting that because of me the two of them are together?!!!" shouts a little mo'at. "Don't say they are together" neytiri was falling in crisis. And now she finally had the chance to ask him in person, neteyam had to tell her the truth.

"Mom…" neteyam looks down for a moment, takes a breath and begins to speak. Now…this was the moment. After so long he was going to tell her everything. "Y/n and I…we want to be a mates. And we are going to unite before eywa. That is my wish and Y/n's wish" says neteyam, he had a confident voice. He knew what he wanted and that no one was going to change his mind. Neteyam's statement left Mo'at speechless, she looked at her daughter. Neytiri's eyes were closed, and for a moment she bit her lower lip in anger. "You're going crazy…that's impossible. I won't allow it" neytiri shouts, turning completely around now. "Mama but" neteyam tries to defend himself. "No…you know all that we have sacrificed for those humans and now you tell me that you want to join your life with one of them…that is something, impossible. It is something almost…grotesque" neytiri speaks, neytiri's words hurt neteyam.

And yes, he didn't have the heart to yell at his mother. So he just lowers his head, letting his mother vent all her frustration. "Daughter" mo'at tries to rationalize with neytiri, touching her shoulder. But neytiri pulls away, getting up from the ground angrily. "Listen neteyam… you're not going to see that girl again. I know you're of age, but I won't let you give away your future" neytiri storms out of the hut, not before stopping at the entrance of the hut. "I'm so disappointed in you" neytiri says, walking away. Meanwhile neteyam had remained there, sitting with his head down. And mo'at could notice, as some tears fell to the ground. Her grandson had been an exceptional child all his life…she knew what was going through his head now. And how bad he felt…but she also understood that no one was in control of his heart.

Mo'at settles down next to her grandson…wrapping him in her arms. Giving him a kiss on the side of his head. "neteyam don't worry… I will talk to your mother" Mo'at says. Watching as the boy looks up quickly. His face was teary, some tears were still running down his eyes. "You're not upset?" asks neteyam. Mo'at was a little confused, but not upset. She had learned that things in life cannot be controlled, that eywa has its own plans. And even if you interfere with them…it never works. Besides, they were talking about you, she knew you. She had practically raised you, she knew you and she knew you were a good girl. Neytiri was either overreacting…or she was already going crazy. But she was going to support her grandson…she couldn't leave him alone.

[reallyromealone]

Title: oh look a mate (s)

Pairing: demon brother's x reader

Chapter 2

Fandom: obey me

Warnings: male reader, omegaverse, nsfw content, angst, fluff, self hatred, reader has a lot of trauma, shitty family, toxic family, mentions of murder, attempted assassination mentioned

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He remembered his first nest.

And how quickly his sister destroyed it.

His parents mocking him, his sister making him feel awful for having something like that.

This was what he thought of when he thought of inviting his family, that was the first memory he had.

He was eight at that time.

Staring at the paper, did he want to invite them?

"No, I don't think we're going to do that" he whispered to himself as he looked at the barely started letter, everytime he tried writing it another memory came back.

For once, he wanted something happy that they wouldn't intrude on.

This was for him.

Lucifer noticed something, something deeply concerning that he hadn't thought about till looking at (name) getting fitted for his wedding attire, he had no collar. His neck and scent glands exposed and no one caught this, how did they not notice this?! Lucifer looked at the ornate and beautiful collar he had commissioned, an expensive leather with their soulmate mark on a silver charm.

Simple but beautiful.

(Name) Was in his greenhouse again as Belphegor slept in the corner, (name) liked to think this was their hang out time because he would always appear when he was in here, it was nice.

(Name) Spoke about the things he was doing to the sleeping demon, a one sided conversation but (name) still enjoyed it as his happy pharamones filled the room "I'm growing tulips here, I think they would be lovely... I always loved them, they were my grandmothers favorites before she passed" he explained happily as he stretched "I think im done for the day" walking towards the demon he smiled "sorry but I'm going to need this, it's quite chilly today" he said as he went to take his cape but Belphegor had other ideas, pulling (name) in his embrace "this is very sweet but I think sleeping on a greenhouse ledge would hurt our backs"(name) said softly to the other who cracked an eye open and grunted "would you be willing to stay away a bit to go somewhere more comfortable?" He asked the Alpha who grunted "and where do you have in mind?"

Belphegor was a bit surprised when (name) had him teleport to (name)s space, the Omega leading him to his nest and gently pushing him in "much nicer!" He said simply as Belphegor let the other sit beside him as the demon pulled him close, already sleepy "you're a sleep demon right?" (Name) Asked curiously and Belphegor grunted "sloth avatar" his voice low and rumbly as (name) nodded "that must be tough"

"Not really... Now stop talking and sleep" he ordered the Omega who just let him hold him like a teddy bear.

The two slept for a few hours, the others looking for (name) everywhere before finding him in the nest "no fair, why does he get to go in the nest!" Beelzebub whined as (name) looked so peaceful "we'll get to go in it eventually" it was nice to see (name) let his guard down, he was sweet yes but always nervous...

"Let's let them sleep, his heats soon so it's best to let him conserve energy" Lucifer instructed as they begrudgingly left "I worry for his heat though " Asmodeus commented as they left the apartment and the others looked confused "he knows basically nothing... He's reading books to figure it out because he's worried he won't be good, I don't even think he's masturbated before" how could he? Suppressants basically knocked the libido out of you and not to mention his upbringing "a heat is scared, between an Omega and their body for the first few years and he was robbed of it" Satan said softly and they sighed, he couldn't have this heat by himself as their were traditions but they didn't want him going into his first heat after being in suppressants for years without knowing anything about sex.

"Maybe ask him if he wants to fuck?" Mammon said simply and Asmodeus glared at him "as much as I want that, we have to be delicate with him! Teach him how to pleasure himself!"

"Then let's to that then!" The white haired Alpha argued back and Lucifer and Satan just sighed and Levi wanted to just not be in this conversation anymore, embarrassed as hell.

(Name) Woke later on, The sun setting as Beelzebub walked in "have a good nap, sleepy?" He teased and (name) rubbed his eyes "how long did I sleep?" He whispered and Beelzebub chuckled "five hours"

"You guys let me sleep that long?!" He worried and the Alpha smiled "you were too cute to wake, now come on! It's dinner!" He seemed excited and (name) looked at Belphegor "don't worry about him, he usually gets leftovers later" Beelzebub lifted (name) as the Omega yelped "wait! I'm heavy!" He panicked and Beelzebub laughed "like holding a couple of grapes, don't worry I'm strong" he teased as they walked down the halls, the gluttony demon feeling how soft his mate was, face right near his chest... Nope don't get an erection right now! 'think of awful things!' he thought as he thought of the worst things imaginable, wasting food and uuuh Solomon shirtless!

'Bleh'

"There's the sleepy bunny~" Asmodeus teased, (name) looking a little disheveled as sleep still had him in a bit of a hold "sorry I slept so long..." He whispered and Mammon snorted "you were napping with Belph, he has that affect" the Omega nodded as Mammon put food on his plate, a bit extra as the Alpha felt the urge to make sure (name) was cared for.

They spoke of weddings and such as (name) enjoyed his meal, little chirps occasionally leaving his lips at the foods be particularly enjoyed as the demons watched happily "maybe when your garden is ready for harvest we can use them~" Lucifer on (name)s other side gently fixed the others shirt, a typical alpha grooming of his mate as he began (fixing/cleaning) his (hair/face) "how you manage to get dirty"

After dinner, (name) was curious as Lucifer halted him with Asmodeus standing beside him "could we talk to you? Just for a moment?" Lucifer asked the Omega who looked curious but nodded, letting Asmodeus take his hand as they went to Lucifer's office "we hope this isn't too forward darling but we wanted to ask..." Lucifer seemed to struggle on what to say exactly as Asmodeus stepped in "we want your first time to be memorable, not in the throws of heat where you may not remember and maybe understand your body more" Asmodeus said to the other who was now seated in a plush chair as Asmodeus crouched infront of him "you deserve to have your first time be on your terms and learn what you like, we don't have to have sex but would you be open to it?"

"I-I... Isn't mating for the alphas?" He was supposed to give alphas pleasure! He was an Omega!

"Oh darling no, Sex is supposed to be good for both parties, you and your comfort matter just as much as ours"

"You wouldn't see me as shameful for wanting that?" (Name)s voice barely above a whisper and the two got closer "darling im the avatar of lust, nothing you do would be shameful to me and Luci here just wants you to feel pride in yourself and your body" he explained and (name) felt his cheeks get wet with tears "promise?"

"Of course"

They set up for two days from now, Asmodeus would teach (name) about his body... Intimately.

And (name) was nervous but a heat pooled in his stomach he wasn't familiar with, ever since he stopped supressants his body had felt like shocks went through it whenever his alphas touched him, his omega quiet after so long begging him to do whorish things...

Oh god, he's been here a few weeks and he's already like this!

He wouldn't admit it but he liked how freeing it was, his mates never judging him....

They actively tried spending time with him, having him join their activities and lives.

He remembered when Lucifer tried teaching him how to ride a horse, the black haired demon sitting behind him on the stallion and guiding him gently, it was absolutely wonderful!

He wanted to treasure that memory forever...

Belphegor was still in the nest when (name) returned and changed into his sleep clothes getting comfortable and passing out as the sleep demon held him in a vice grip, possession absolutely noticable with the hold as (name) was soothed by how warm and cozy it felt.

(Sisters name) Was hysterical when the royal wedding was announced, a grand event that had the entire kingdom in a flurry of celebration as their town marketed that they were the town that had the Omega.

So she did what was logical.

Get rid of the problem in her life.

(Name) Wouldn't see what hit him.

"So, where do you feel most comfortable? This is about you" Asmodeus asked the Omega who fiddled with his hands and looked at his nest and his bed "would it... Be messy?"

"Only if we're doing it right~" he teased and kissed (name)s forehead "remember, this is what YOU want" he reminded (name) who looked at his bed and then his nest "nest?" He asked softly and Asmodeus smiled "of course, do I have permission to enter your pretty nest?" He asked as (name) got comfortable in it and the smile on (name)s face said a lot as he nodded, Asmodeus moving them so (name) was in his lap "remember what I taught you about safe words?" He asked the Omega who nodded "tell alpha" he commanded gently and smelt the small amount of slick that escaped the omegas body "green means good... Yellow means that I'm not sure and slow down and read is stop" he said confidently as Asmodeus kissed his neck lovingly "such a good boy" he whispered into his ear and smiled when (name) subconsciously bucked his hips, he knew this cutie had a praise kink.

After all, he always wanted to be good for him.

"Now, I'm going to remove your clothes, remember what to do if it gets uncomfortable" he said as he used his magic to make (name)s clothes vanish, the other covering himself shyly "none of that, let me see you" Asmodeus said sweetly as he watched (name) uncover himself and god, was his omega so pretty...

"Now, the first rule of sex is getting comfortable with your own body" Asmodeus explained as he took (name)s hands and moved them across the omegas own body "know what feels good" he pinched (name)s cute nipple before moving their hands lower "and to know what feels /great/" the demon wrapped their hands around (name)s cute Omegan cock that was already erect and gave it a tug, watching (name) throw his head back at the sensation "o-oh!" He was confused and awe struck by the sensation, this was way better than the pillow humping he had been pitifully been doing lately. "This is your pretty cock, stroke it, play with its head... It's yours to use whenever you want~" Asmodeus explained and (name) let out a shaky breath as they stroked his cock, legs spread across Asmodeus' own "and if we go lower, we have your ass" he whispered to (name) and smiled at how fucked out (name) looked already and they barely started "you gotta prep yourself real nice, slowly work your way in..."

(Name) Whined out as Asmodeus chuckled "none of that, pretty boy" he whispered as he pulled (name) into a sweet kiss, slipping his tongue in shortly after as he helped (name) loosen up with both of their fingers though Asmodeus was just guiding. "When you feel it's loose enough, slowly push in... Don't worry the slick will help you" he pulled away to continue his lesson with his omega who was already drooling and unfocused as Asmodeus gently helped him push in "all the way to the knuckle...~"

Asmodeus helped (name) fuck himself in one finger before slowly introducing a second finger, (name) could feel his erection on his back and rutted into it as his hips shook, his fingers felt good but not good enough... "It's not..." He couldn't figure out how to say it as Asmodeus kissed his scent gland "it's not what darling?" "M-more!" He cried out, fully lost in it as he pushed his hips up subconsciously.

"Do you want alpha to take care of you? Show you something great?" Asmodeus asked the other who wnined "what color are you baby?"

"Green!"

"Good boy"

Asmodeus removed (name)s fingers before replacing them with his larger ones, down to the knuckle before his other hand moved to the omegas cock "hey baby.. look at me" (name) complied as Asmodeus began thrusting against his prostate and jerking him off "shiaaa!" He could barely keep himself from cumming as he let out a loud cry, cum getting everywhere "and that pleasure button was your prostate... Use that whenever your heart desires ~ rub it and press it~" he said softly as (name) barely could stay awake "you wanna continue baby? Tell alpha"

"Gu-reen" he barely could sputter out and Asmodeus chuckled "you're too precious~ let's wash you up and feed you" he lifted (name) with ease and took him to the ensuite washroom "you did do good, you were so pretty~" he praised the Omega who was putty in his hold, (name) definitely bad a lot of time to make up for with how repressed the poor thing was sexually...

The other brothers stroked themselves vigorously as they heard the sounds of (name) being pleasured and inevitable climax that had the Omega screaming.

"He's fast asleep, poor thing wanted more but could barely stay awake" Asmodeus said fondly as the others gathered in the parlor "hes definitely eager, loves to be a good boy ~" the smell of a pleasured Omega was strong, the smell of (pharamones smell) stronger and sweeter "before I put him to bed, he asked if you guys could join next time ~ such a sweet little thing"

He definitely was going to be a good dam to their respective pups.

The other alphas were definitely interested in joining next time.

With the news of the wedding approaching, the men were taking even more precautions and safety measures for the Omega, already having three poisoning attempts and an assassin that they apprehended while (name) was sleeping.

Switching their cutlery to silver from gold and both the food tester and Beelzebub to test (name)s food, the demon immune thankfully as the rest.

At most he would just have a stomach ache for an hour.

It was intense, the men constantly worrying for him as he went about his day with more guards much to his confusion as the days ticked closer, the grand wedding hall being decorated along with the rest of the palace as guests from around the world began arriving as he took a walk through the gardens, the demons having (name)s favorite flowers planted as he was the one who frequented the area the most.

currently he was trying to find Lucifer, the demon wanting to have tea with him but (name) was a bit directionally challenged as he eventually spotted horns and black hair "you're late" Lucifer remarked without any bite as he stood for the Omega, checking him over "I have something for you" the demon didn't waste time as he pulled out the collar "it's not safe to be unprotected like this" his words simple as (name) looked at the collar.

His family never let him have one, a form of control he supposed and he couldn't stop the tears from rolling down his cheeks as the demon looked worried "do you not like it?" His voice laced with light panic and (name) shook his head "i-i never had one??" His voice confused but soon Lucifer clicked the situation together and smiled "I will never let you go without, my love" he gently put the collar on (name), the Omega dressing in more lace and delicate clothes these days as Asmodeus had a fixation on shopping for him, it went together quite well "beautiful..."

"You think?" (Name) Asked nervously and Lucifer leaned down and kissed him "we'll get you countless collars in any color you want" he said honestly before leading (name) to the garden table with treats and tea set up "now, shall we eat?"

(Name) Was curious as he was handed a letter from his family, his father's seal in wax staring back at him.He didn't know what to do, this would be the first time in over a month that he would be hearing from his family.

He didn't know what to expect.

"Are you alright, Darling?" That was also a few development with the demons, pet names.

And Satan surprisingly besides Asmodeus was very heavy with them.

"I... I received a letter from my family" Satan was immediately suspicious of this letter as he walked to his omega "do you trust me?" He asked the Omega who nodded obediently "of course" he chirped "could I see this letter? To soothe my nerves" (name) knew of the things that have been happening and nodded, handing him the letter without a second thought and the blond gently kissed him "thank you, my dear"

He had the two poison testers open the letter in a glass room, something their grandfather made when people began putting poisonous powder in letters, it wasn't poisoned thankfully.

That would make for an angry Satan :).

But the contents of the letter?

Oh.

Ohohoho.

That made for him to get so upset he transformed a little more demonic from rage.

'(name),

We have been informed by our neighbors about your wedding, a surprise to us all as you haven't even sent your family an invitation seeing as you stole your sisters moment and flaunted it infront of her.

We are thoroughly disappointed and appalled at your attitude and would expect you to invite your sister as she deserves to see the life you stole from her even just once.

We are expecting an invite promptly.

(Mother's name) And (father's name), (lastname)'

The audacity.

The sheer audacity of these people, how did (name) manage to be related to these insects of people?! "definitely not letting Belphegor read this" or maybe he should... No (name) would be upset.

"Maybe we should invite them... One last look at someone they took for granted" and before they kept (name) away forever.

Give him everything and more.

God he couldn't wait to give that cute Omega who was currently petting one of the off duty p

[lil13]

BEST FRIENDS - j. champion

You and Jack met on the set of Avatar when you were 12. Now 19, you lived in apartments across from each other in LA. You're both navigating life as young adults and wondering how the other fits into that.

•

You were seated on the couch of your apartment in Los Angeles watching one of your favorite movies.

Now, finally 19, your mother had trusted you enough to move out to California on your own. Well, sort of.

The agreement was that you could only move across the country if your best friend since you were 12 — Jack Champion — made the move as well. His apartment was across the hall from yours. Both sets of parents wanted easy accessibility to each other for the both of you. So, when they found an apartment building with 2 vacant apartments across the hall, they knew it was meant to be.

You'd met Jack on the set of Avatar: the Way of Water. It was both of your first ever big screen role and you happened to be the two actors closest in age to each other. The boy less than a month older than you.

Your characters played alongside each other, both the only humans born on Pandora, so over the course of filming you'd spent nearly every day together. Because of this, you'd become best friends.

Now, nearly 6 years later, and Jack was seated next to you in your apartment. You would never have thought that your life would end up this way.

Jack shifted next to you, his sudden movement catching your attention. "I might head back to my apartment soon, i've got dinner plans with Jamie tonight and my bed is calling my name for a nap." A faint laugh fell from his lips.

Your own parted, looking at him with the saddest eyes. "Why can't you take a nap here?"

"Because you're wide awake."

"I'm always down to take a nap, you know this, J." you laughed, slightly pushing him.

He caught one of your hands, bringing it up to his mouth to press a kiss to it. "If the princess insists." Jack was giving you the eyes that always drove you crazy.

You'd never tell him that, though.

Jack didn't need to know you'd been harboring a crush on him for the past 2 years. In the break between the end of filming and the premier of your movie, you'd developed feelings for the curly-headed boy.

The two of you had spent nearly every day together, when covid hit, you were separated for months before filming was able to conclude. And in the time after that, when Jack lived in Virginia and you in (your home state), the boy made every effort to come visit you. That, or you'd be on facetime almost every night.

He really put forth the effort to keep your friendship going and that made your heart soar.

You'd devised a plan with Jack to convince your parents to let you both move out on your own. Hence, how you ended up where you were at the moment.

And over time, you'd realized that maybe you had stopped seeing Jack as only your best friend. Maybe there was something more.

"I've got 4 hours before i've got to meet up with Jamie, so if we're gonna nap, let's go." Jack tore you from your thoughts, standing at the entrance to the hallway that lead to your room.

Jack would much rather take a nap in a bed than on the couch, so it wasn't odd that he was halfway to your bedroom by the time you caught up.

The two of you napped together so often that Jack knew how you only slept well when you were on the side of the bed closest to the door, leaving him near the wall. He crawled into the bed, cuddling under the comforter. Cheekily, he smiled up at you with his arms open, knowing you couldn't resist making yourself at home in his arms.

"Set an alarm?" he questioned as you crawled in next to him.

You tapped a couple buttons on your phone before setting it on the side table. "Mhmm." His arms hooked around your waist, pulling you flush against him.

His head tucked in your neck, his hot breath fanning your face. Shivers shot down your spine and you almost lost it. You couldn't help but wonder if he knew what he did to you?

Jack shifted once more, his head tilting before his lips met your cheek. "Love you." he mumbled.

Holy fucking shit.

He kissed your cheek. Your mind was going crazy. "Love you too, J." The two of you told each other how much you loved the other all the time, why did this time feel different?

His arms were still around your waist as you laid there. Your hands fell down to rest on top of his own, loving the feeling of your hands touching. Jack moved his hands, a slight frown flashing on your lips, but instantly disappeared when you felt him slip his fingers between yours.

Did he really want to hold your hands?

You tried to calm your heart and mind of the thoughts running through your head — you'd never fall asleep if you didn't. But the way his thumbs rubbed your knuckles made it extremely hard.

"G'night." Jack mumbled, his hot breath tickling your neck.

Now you were sure you wouldn't fall asleep.

Jack's breathing eventually slowed, clueing you into the fact he'd fallen asleep. You were jealous. He was able to sleep soundly not knowing all that he'd done to you.

Having feelings for Jack felt weird. You'd known him for 6+ years now, and knew that he'd forever be your best friend. But lately, part of you wanted him to be more. It was hard to come to terms with it.

Who knows how much time had passed before you’d given up on sleeping in the position you were in. You let go of Jack’s hands and rolled over to face him, hoping that he’d move in a way to accommodate your new position. Now you were laying with your head on his chest and legs intertwined. Maybe listening to his slow and steady heartbeat would lull you to sleep.

Only, his heartbeat wasn’t slow.

It was fast, very fast.

You furrowed your eyebrows, this didn’t make sense. Wasn’t the heart supposed to be slower when you were asleep?

Your curiosity got the best of you and you propped yourself up, looking up to Jack’s face. He wasn’t asleep anymore, no, he was sleepily looking down at you.

“Did I wake you up?” you mumbled, not wanting to speak too loud.

He shrugged, “Maybe.”

You rested a hand on his chest, his heartbeat prominent under your finger tips. “Why is your heart racing?” You asked yet another question.

Jack’s face flushed red and he avoided eye contact.

Had you done something? Your hand that was over his heart, now holding his cheek. “J, are you ok? Do I need to call a doctor or something?” You were starting to panic.

His heartbeat was never this fast and you were starting to worry at his lack of a response. The thought of him going to the hospital when his family was on the other side of the country made you nervous. You didn’t like it at all.

“Y/N.” Jack’s hand held the one of yours that still rested on his face.

Your eyes found his, in the dim lighting of your bedroom, you still were mesmerized by the dark color of them. “Yeah?”

His other hand slid up your back, successfully giving you chills. Only, the hand didn’t stop. Jack caught the back of your neck, pulling your face down to his.

You took in a sharp breath as his lips connected with yours. Holy shit.

It took you less than a second to kiss back. You couldn’t believe this was happening.

Your mind swirled with thoughts of how long Jack could’ve possibly felt the same way. But also, you were quickly getting lost in the kiss. There were so many feeling surging through your body you didn’t know what to do.

But Jack did.

He pulled your body so you were laying on top of him, your bodies flushed with each other. You were unsure of how far you’d go at the moment, but the fact you were kissing your best friend had you on cloud 9.

[alien-magnolia]

Sky Woman: pt 2

Tsu'tey x fem!human / fem!Navi reader

Fic description: Tsu’tey and you learn more about each other as you begin to develop feelings. He sees your human side. You eventually mate, and discover that your path to happiness is with him.

Tw: 18+ minors DNI, breeding kink, overstim, mating ritual, river sex, size kink, fingering, predator/prey, smut/romance

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You wake to the sun shining on both of you. You lay your head on his heaving  blue chest, he is still asleep. He looks like he is at peace. 

“Ma paskalin. My flower. Did you sleep okay? Is the grass not too rough for you?,” he asks as he begins to wake. You loved the sound of his raspy morning voice. You giggle, and give him a few quick kisses on his cheek. 

“No, Tsu’tey. It’s fine. I slept great. Never been better,” you reply to him, hoping to calm his worries. You loved that he was starting  to show a caring side to him, his soft side. You never imagined that a fierce warrior such as himself could be so gentle with you. 

“Good. Ma paskalin. I am free today to spend the day with you. I have shown you the ways of the Na’vi, now you can show me your human ways, my flower,” he softly says, as he cups your cheek with his large hand. “I’d love nothing more,” you reply back, gazing into his yellow eyes. You smile, and bring him in for a kiss. His plump lips felt so good on yours!!

You told him that you were still sore from your training the other day. In response, he simply carried you over to his direhorse, your legs wrapped around his thin waist. He set you onto the horse first and then got on himself. He patted the horse’s back, and the two of you rode back to the outskirts of the human camp. 

“I need to go. This is just an avatar, after all. My human body needs food and rest,” you tell him. You were sad to leave him. You felt like you wanted to spend more time with him. 

“Ma paskalin. I would like to see your human body. I am curious. I will let you rest, and then come back tonight. You can meet me in your human form, I am sure it’ll be just as cute as you are now,” he whispers, and then brings you in for another kiss. He jumps off the horse, stretching out his arms for you, so he can lift you off. You loved his ways of casual dominance. After he helps you back onto the ground, he lets out a war cry as he takes off with the horse. He was so fierce, but so gentle with you. It made you even more infatuated with him. 

You wonder if he would like your human form. He wasn’t very fond of humans, but it seemed like you were the exception.

~ Later, 9pm, The Lab ~

You waited for him in the trailer lab that you worked out of. You picked a flower earlier that day, and made sure to weave it into your hair. You put on a pink dress, and white sneakers, and a little necklace. You wanted to give him a chance to see you outside, and inside, to see you for who you were, a kind soul who was starting to fall in love with an alien. You weren’t sure if any other humans (well, besides Jake sully, previously) were able to see the Navi as beautiful, to see them for who they were. 

You peek out the window to see him approaching, but this time it is an ikran that you see instead of his horse. You flew on your own the other day. 

“Ma paskalin. Kaltxí,”(hello) he softly speaks to you, his hand running through your hair. “So soft,” he says, fascinated by how your hair was so much different than your avatar. You let out a little giggle as he ran his large hand through your hair, soft and flowing down to where your pink dress starts. 

“What is this? Sky people do not wear loincloth,  I see,” he says as he inspects your dress. It was cute how he didn't know what a dress was for. You swore you saw a little blush spread across his cheeks as he had your dress in his fingers. 

“Come. I must show you special place,” he whispers. He takes you by the hand, your small steps struggling to keep up with his big ones. He saw that you couldn’t really even keep with his pace, so he just lifted you up into his arms as he walked towards his ikran. He lifts you up there first, and then gets on himself. Even the ikran was so much bigger since you were on it in your human form. 

“Hold on closely, ma yuey. It might be bumpy for you,” he warns you. You both take off, Tsu’tey leads the ikran in the air, going in between the Hallelujah mountains. The bioluminescence of the forest shone down below, visible to your eye. He begins to point out a few of his favorite places. 

“That is my favorite river to swim in. The water is so warm, so calm,” he pointed out. “Let’s swim then,” you suggest. He smiles widely at you, and then lands the ikran with a shout. He carefully sets you down, reaching his hand for you to take. He leads you over to the water, sitting down with you by the shore, and then slowly wading in. 

You were a bit hesitant. You forgot you weren’t wearing a bra. “Come, yuey. Join me,” he says with a smirk. You were getting to see that gentle side of him. You sigh. Maybe it was time for him to see all of you anyway. You could not mate with him tonight since your avatar was not here. 

You slide off your dress, his eyes began to blow wide at your now naked body. He beckons you closer to him, you slide into the water, his strong arms holding you to him, ears flattened, tail erratic…

————-

You slept with him that night, you spent hours exploring each other’s body. It was incredibly hard for you to take him as a human, since you were so small :) (so you took his fingers instead)

————-

“I’ll come swim again with you, ma yuey. I want to protect you, care for you, I am so fortunate to have met a pretty thing like you… In your Navi form, meet me at the river tomorrow night…”

________

That was last night. You were by the river, at eclipse, exactly when he told you to meet him. 

He came without his ikran this time. Just him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, he wrapped his around your waist. “Kaltxi,” you smiled at him. “Kaltxi, ma yuey,” he smiles back. 

His lips meet yours in a long, sweet kiss. You feel his tail graze your arm, you move yours alongside to wrap around his. You feel his grip around your waist get stronger, you are then lifted up and taken with him into the water. “Let’s swim out, further from the forest banks. The two of you do so. Finally, you are in a secluded part of the river. 

“Want to have you to myself, ma sevin (my pretty) Ma yuey. Wanted you to be mine, since I first saw you,” he tells you. “You are such a pretty little thing,” he coos at you. You blush. “Even when you acted like you were disgusted by me?,” you question him. He lets out a chuckle. 

“I never was. You are much smaller than most Navi. Yes, you are dreamwalker. But, you are not like the others. I saw it in you after a few days of watching you, ma yuey. Saw it that you were meant to be mine. My mate. Ma muntxate…” (my mate) 

You smile at him again to bring him into a kiss. He lifts you up, your chest now against his neck as you both fervently embrace each other in the warm water. Luminescent petals and flowers flutter above you, a soft breeze through your hair. 

You feel his hands trail to your waist and below, gripping your soft skin tightly in his calloused hands. You feel him undo your neck piece, your chest now fully exposed to him. He only predatorily smiles as he attacks your chest with his hands, groping, kneading at it. His fingertips run over your nipple, it felt so intense, it was so sensitive. 

“You will be my woman,” he huffs out, in between kisses, his lips now running over your neck and collarbone. “Yes. Tsu’tey. Will be yours. Please. Need to…,” you trial off, with a bit of a moan. You needed him so badly, you needed that sweet release, you needed his cock stuffing you full until you couldn’t breathe.

“Want you, ma Tsu’tey,”  you moaned out to him as he continued to run his large hands over your body, his fingers now trailing dangerously close in between your legs, grazing your dripping, hot cunt. 

“Ah-ah. Patience, ma yuey,” he chides at you,  with a smile so, so, wide. He was enjoying this, teasing you. You were like putty in his arms. “Need to stretch you out first, my woman. Bet you’re tight,” he almost growls at you. You moan again, and bring him into a kiss. You feel his fangs on your soft lips, turning you on even more. 

You suddenly gasp as you feel his thick and long fingers slide into you. Even his fingers were already too much. You feel him move them around, stretching you out, massaging your gummy walls. “Tsu’tey. Please,” you moan out, holding onto his shoulders for a semblance of balance.

He smirks at you again. “Look at you. Ma yuey, all fucked out for me. Think you’re ready, sweet girl,” he coos to you, and with that, you feel him slide out of you, his hand undoing his loincloth below. 

You were still in the water, but your eyes grew wide as he put you down, leading you out onto the secluded, luminescent bank. Water droplets slowly made their way down his toned abdomen, his small waist… your eyes grew wide once more once you laid eyes on his weeping cock. The mushroom tip was a darker blue, while the shaft was the same color as his skin, with a thick vein down the side, and bioluminescent spots on it :) his balls just looked so full too, so heavy!! 

You were caught by him. Staring. “Like what you see, my love? This is all for you. You know, I am powerful warrior, but I can be powerful in this way too,” he chuckles, extending a hand for you to take. He sits down on the bank, pulling you onto him. 

You look into his dilated yellow eyes as you bring him in for another kiss. You moan out, loudly, as all in once he slides his hard cock into you, giving you no time to prepare. You fit around him like a glove, his cock just filled you up so perfect. “Going to move now. Put those little arms around me, ma yuey,” he commands, voice rough. You do as said. 

He lifts you up, and starts to bounce you on his cock, sliding in, out, faster, and faster, deeper and deeper. You swore you were seeing stars, you never imagined that here you were, getting bred by the Omaticaya’s greatest warrior, the Olo’eyktan.

You felt a bit of vertigo as he kept pounding into you, you hear his harsh grunts, a predator,  and your soft little mewls, his prey. He reaches over for his braid. 

“Tsaheylu, ma yuey. Now.” You reach over to your braid, bringing it closer to his. They connect. Your mind goes blank. You feel him, feel his soul, feel his pleasure, feel his past. You see your future together, your training as Tsahik-to-be, your time at the tree of voices, you were Omaticaya. You were his mate, destined to be with him, forever.

He feels yours all in the same way, the two of you never break eye contact as he cums inside you, filling you up, you feel his hot cum inside you, dripping down. 

“Let us stay like this, ma yuey. Want to hold you close,” he whispers, his eyes still very much dilated. “We are together now,” you whisper back, so contently. “Oel ngate kameie,” you whisper to each other. You see him. He sees you. "Nga yawne lu oer, ma yuey." (I love you) You say it back, of course, you love him. He is your mate!!

He smiles back at you, bringing you in for a kiss. The two of you fell asleep in that position, still connected. 

———-

When daylight rolled around, you were upset. You completely forgot that you still had a human life outside of the Omaticaya, outside of the forest. Tsu’tey had taken you back to the village, laying your avatar to rest in his hut while he announced his new status as mated to the rest of the clan. They did not mind having you around, so you were to meet with Mo’at later the day, for discussing a  permanent transition to the clan. 

After you had told her what you had seen when you had made Tsaheylu, she had offered Tsu’tey and yourself to visit the Tree of Life, to connect with Eywa. "Eywa ma ngahu...," (may Eywa be with you) Mo'at tells you, before you connect your queue to the tree. Eywa had shown you exactly what you have seen during your mating ritual. Mo’at had determined that it was fate, it was Eywa’s way that the two of you were destined to be mated. 

You started out as a human scientist, simply observing the Omaticaya on occasion. Now — you were Omaticaya, you were mated, you were part of their customs, their life. Eywa has blessed you, Eywa has chosen you, and you could not wait to permanently transition. You saw the way, a new life, waiting for you.

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[system-to-the-madness]

Fire Bending - Zuko x Reader

Word Count: 2 329 Warnings: kidnapping, slavery, human trafficking, colonialism, mentions of: torture, physical violence, death Summary: You learn about a camp where your kidnapped sister might be held, so Zuko and you head out to find her   A/N: Part Seven of the series Perfect (10 times Zuko thought you were perfect and the first time he told you)

It was the middle of the night, when Zuko woke up. Staring at the fabric to the tent stretching over his head, he wondered whether there was a specific reason why he had woken up. There was no noise outside, no storm or rain, no voices, no footsteps either.

It had been not even a full day since he had come back to ember island with you after saving your sister. Upon your arrival in the middle of the night, Aang, Katara, Sokka, Suki and Toph had welcomed you excitedly, immediately making sure Xiang got as much to eat as she liked and preparing a tent for her, even though she ended up sleeping in yours. Zuko had slept in late that day, and after he had gotten up, had learnt more about Xiang’s story, which just had reinforced his resolve in making sure the school, and any other of its kind would be disband after his father had been defeated.

The whole day Zuko had wanted to talk more to you, about your Fire Bending, about your sister and family, about anything at all, really, as long as it gave him an excuse to talk to you. But you had been so busy with taking care of your sister, getting her new clothes, food, introducing her to everyone around, that there had only been little time for him, and while Zuko felt a little frustrated, he could perfectly understand your priorities.

After a few minutes of laying in the dark, he started feeling more awake than sleepy, and thus decided that perhaps it was time to get up. Crawling out of his tent, he found the night was warm, making the combination of his simple tunic together with his trousers enough to not get cold. Quickly he slipped into his sandals and snuck past the other tents. A soft glow, emitted by some glow-stone Toph had found for Xiang, shone from your tent, and for a moment Zuko was tempted to see whether you were awake, but reminded himself just in time that it was the middle of the night. So instead, he crept on, quietly making his way past the tents and towards the beach. He had always loved this beach. It was secluded, sealed away from the other beaches by the spiky rocks the island was made of. The only ways to access it were the stairs that lead down from his family’s holiday home or the cliff on which team Avatar had taken up camp. Even during the busiest days of the summer, nobody ever came down to this beach, except for him and his family. But it had to have been years since either of them had last relaxed in the white sand.

All the more he was surprised, when he now spotted some figure close to the water, lit up in the moonlight. It only took him a moment to recognize the person as you, and he almost would have called out your name, when suddenly the glow of fire, originating in your palms, lit up your face. Were you practicing Fire Bending? He stopped in his tracks and watched as the flame died down again, only to grow back a moment later. You were timing the size of the flame with your breathing, he realized. It was an exercise his teachers had made him do for hours on end when he had first started out learning how to Fire Bend. How did you know about that? Had you come up with this yourself?

He wasn’t sure whether he had made a sound or a movement you had noticed, but suddenly the flames died down completely, and you called his name.

“Zuko, is that you?”

Quickly he nodded and slithered down the last meter to the sand.

“Yeah, it is,” he answered, walking over to where you stood at the water. “What are you doing up?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” you admitted. “What about you?”

“Me neither,” he shrugged. “You were practicing Fire Bending?”

“Not really…”

“Show me,” he demanded, crossing his arms over his chest and earning an eye roll from you.

“But don’t laugh, okay,” you requested.

Really? Why would he laugh at you? You were practicing, and any kind of practice was admirable, not something to be belittled.

Zuko kept those thoughts to himself and only nodded before he watched you lift your hands in front of you, the right hand, palm facing downwards hovering over your left hand, its palm facing up.

You inhaled deeply and with the exhale, a flame flickered alight between your palms, it danced and flickered, as if threatening to go out again, and as you inhaled again, it did. It disappeared into a small cloud of smoke and reappeared as you exhaled once more, still as fragile and small as the first time around.

“This already looks pretty promising,” Zuko nodded approvingly. “What made you think to time it with your breathing?”

You let your hands sink to your sides and shrugged.

“Back when I was still living in Yu Dao, before we moved to the earth kingdom, there were kids in my school who were Fire Benders. They always would show off their Bending with this exercise,” you recalled.

So, you hadn’t figured it out by yourself? Zuko was almost relieved, otherwise he’d have to deal with the most brilliant Fire Bender the world had ever seen. But then again, you had, without any training whatsoever, produced fire spears, so you still might be considered more talented than even his father.

“But I can’t seem to keep the flame around,” you admitted. “It always extinguishes when I inhale.”

Zuko nodded. “It’s hard to maintain the flame for a longer period of time,” he agreed. “But it’s a good exercise. May I ask why you’re training down here, at night? And not up on the cliff during the day?”

You averted your eyes almost shamefully, making a knot appear in Zuko’s stomach.

“I don’t want the others to be scared. And if I lose control over the fire, I can use the sea water to extinguish it.”

“I see…” Zuko watched you for a moment. “You know, the moon and the water are making it harder for you to bend, right? Water is the natural opposite of fire. Just like Aang struggled with Earth Bending, because it’s the natural opposite of Air Bending. Us Fire Benders, you know, we’re the most powerful in the sun. You’re throwing boulders in your way if you train by moonlight this close to the water.”

“But what if I lose control? I can’t let anyone get hurt!”

“Well,” Zuko stepped forward and grabbed your wrist softly, guiding you a few steps away from the water. “I’m here now. Let’s bring some distance between you and the water, and if you lose control, I’m here to help, alright?”

You nodded and allowed him to guide you into the middle of the beach, a safe distance away from both the cliffs and the water, over which the horizon was gradually growing brighter. The night was almost over.

“Now try again,” he encouraged, and you lifted your hands once more, summoning the small flame. It still extinguished upon your inhale, but this time it seemed to flicker less.

“Can I give you some tips,” Zuko asked, making you drop your hands again and you nodded. “First of all: your hands. You’re holding them very stiffly away from your body. Try holding them like this instead.”

He reached out, carefully adjusting your hands so your elbows were bent and your hands closer to your body.

“Having the fire so close can be scary, but it allows for better control of the flame,” he told you.

“Okay,” you breathed, trying to calm down.

“And your stance… you’re standing very straight. Try to bring your feet apart a little, like this, and bend your knees.” Zuko demonstrated what he was trying to explain, watching your attempt to mirror him.

“Like this?”

“Hm, almost,” Zuko tilted his head, trying to remember how his teachers had guided him when he had been little. They had always stood behind him, guiding his small body’s movements with their own body. “May I?”

You nodded even though you didn’t really seem to know what he was up to, and he felt you stiffen up, when he walked around you, standing right behind your back.

“Your feet need to be a little more like this,” he instructed, placing his hands at your waist and using his foot to adjust yours. “And bend your knees a little.” Using his own knee, he nudged yours from behind and into the right position. “And now you just have to take your hands like this…”

He let go of your waist and reached around you, taking your wrists and maneuvered them to where he thought they needed to be.

And suddenly he realized the position the two of you were in. Him, standing behind you, his whole front pressed to your back, you completely trusting him not to hurt you. After months and months of chasing you and threatening to hurt your friends, you now stood so close to him, utterly defenceless. And all Zuko could think about was how nice your body felt against his, warm and alive.

“Zuko? Uhm…”

Zuko had frozen in place and only your slightly confused voice tore him out of his stupor.

“What do I do now?”

Quickly he let go of you and stumbled backwards, apologizing over and over again.

“I didn’t mean to- I’m sorry, I didn’t realize-”

“Zuko, Zuko!”

Your call for his name interrupted his rambling as you caught his wrist in your hand the same way he had done so many times with yours already.

“It’s okay, you hear? I would’ve said something if I had minded.”

You were standing too close; he couldn’t think properly. All he could think about was how beautiful you looked, with the sky that kept growing brighter reflecting in your eyes and your face so close to his. It wasn’t fair, really. How perfect you were all the time. It made catching a clear thought very hard.

Instead, all he could think about was how much he wanted to kiss you. Yeah, it was a stupid, romantic idea, kissing you, his former enemy, during a sunrise at the beach. But what else was he supposed to think with how close you had moved to him, your hand still around his, the other one lightly resting against his chest where his heart seemed to be beating twice as hard as it usually did. Could you really blame him for having such thoughts now?

His eyes skipped to your lips, and he was sure he had to be blushing, but if you minded, you didn’t mention it. Instead, he realized that your own eyes had skipped to his lips as well, and a moment later a smile tucked at your lips as you looked back up to his eyes.

“Can I kiss you?”

Zuko couldn’t help the furrow that appeared between his brows. He had never asked Mai if she wanted him to kiss her, nor had she asked him. Getting asked was… it was nice. It felt like he had some sort of control over the situation, when really, he felt anything but control over the way his thoughts were so completely focused on you and his heart beating harder than he had ever imagined possible.

Instead of answering, he just nodded weakly, watching how your eyes skipped back and forth between his eyes and lips a few times before you slowly leant in, brushing your lips against his. The kiss was awkward and slow, but at the same time it was the best kiss Zuko could imagine. It made his heart soar, and as ridiculous as it sounded, it made him feel like he was where he belonged. As if something had snapped into place, and he was finally on the right track. Everything seemed so clear in this moment, clearest of all that you and he were made for each other.

You gasped against his lips as he placed his hands on your hips and pulled you closer to his body, but wrapped your arms around his neck, making him smile into the kiss. When had been the last time he had been this happy? He couldn’t remember. Had he ever been? Feeling your body against his, your lips, your hands, it made him feel like after all that had happened, he might still have the chance for a happy end, one where he was actually happy and not just at the place, he had always imagined he should be at.

By the time you moved away from the gentle, and truthfully rather innocent kisses he had been sharing with you, the sun had risen over the horizon, blinding him as he blinked his eyes open. You were smiling at him, and for a long moment he couldn’t understand why life should ever be anything other than kissing under the sunrise.

“Do you… ahm… do you want to try Fire Bending again,” he offered, suddenly feeling awkward, but at the same time utterly content with this latest development.

Determined you nodded.

“Now with the sun up it should be easier, right,” you asked, turning in his arms so your back was turned to him. “What was the stance again? Like this?”

You tried assuming the stance Zuko had guided you into earlier, making him smile.

“Almost,” he nodded, moving closer behind you, the smile on his lips broadening as he felt you relax against him. “Just bend your knees more like this.”

By the time the rest of the team woke up, you were still not able to produce a continuous flame, but the flames you did produce were a lot more stable. And Zuko was grinning from one ear to the other for no apparent reason at all.

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2,4,9,15,16, 26 for Dick Grayson?

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

Not being too specific, his kindness. His willingness to help others, his genuine care for the well-being of the people he saves, the way even without the mask he goes out of his way to help others... It's amazing, and one of the main reasons I love his character so much.

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

I haven't really thought about that before, but I think I'd want to see him in Harry Potter just to figure out what house he'd be in. I just can't decide.

Oh! It'd also be cool to see him in ATLA. I don't think I've seen an Avatar AU with him in it yet.

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

Well, on one hand he's a great person, responsible and he'd probably be a great roommate. On the other...I really don't want to get blown up.

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

Canon I've gotta say Dickkory, no doubt. They're the perfect match, so good for each other. They have very complementary personalities and are the ones who've helped the other grow, whether DC will accept that or not. They're both also so sweet when they're together, they deserve that. A true pity DC didn't stick with them like they did with Clark and Lois.

Fanon, I'd have to go with Birdflash. Before I really got into DC I already had a liking for the pairing, and now, having learned more about their relationship in the comics, I can say they're a good pair. However, I don't like the ship to be just romantic. I like the ship when you can still tell they're best friends even if they were to date. I guess it'd be more of a queer-platonic thing with them?

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

I have so many ships that could fill this category, but I'll say Sladick. It just makes me uncomfortable to see them together as a pair, not to mention most of the times I've seen them paired it was portrayed as a toxic or abusive relationship. And it gets even more uncomfortable for me when the ship is between TT 03 Robin and Slade.

26. What's something the character has done you can't get over? Be it something funny, bad, good, serious, whatever?

I have three things:

Funny: That one time he licked a weird substance that was on the ground (which turned out to be heroine). Would love to know where he learnt that from, did he learnt it from Bruce or on his own?

Good: The time when he sang to a child as they slept in his arms. I thought it was such a sweet moment, I can't get over that.

Sad: And finally, when he curled up on the ground when Bruce leaves him alone in the cave, after that moment in which he punches and blames Dick for Jason's death. It broke my heart to see him like that.

Sorry for ending this on a sad note, but thank you for the ask!

[thecapybara526]

A Drop in the Ocean pt. 2

Avatar: the way of water

Neteyam x reader, Lo’ak x reader

Note : I don’t know how to link part 1 but it shouldn’t be hard to find as this is only my second time ever posting. Please read part 1 because there has been changes made for my story to work. Thank you so much for the support on part 1!

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Part 2

After you and Neteyam talked, everyone was sent to bed. You usually slept in the Sully hut with Kiri, but after yesterday's events, you figured they might need some space. You hated sleeping in your hut, though; it was lonely with the ghosts of the life you used to have. Your parents loved each other, and their story was so cute. They didn’t have the traditional “love at first sight” kind of love. Where you see each other and you know they are the one. Although that is sweet, it’s not always realistic.

Your mother had eyes for a different Na’vi, and was not even interested in your father. Your mother pinned for this man for so long that she gave up and decided to swear off men. Your father always noticed your mother, her pretty hair, her eyes, her bow skills, and most importantly, her smile—all the traits you luckily inherited. Slowly your father started to flirt with your mother, spend time with her, and before she knew it, she was in love. She always said it snuck up on her.

You quickly got up and left before the burning in your throat and chest became tears in your eyes. Usually, Kiri, Lo’ak, and Tuk would be around in the morning while Jake, Neytiri, and Neteyam did their rounds around the clan. Today was different, though. The whole Sully family was still in their hut. You peeked inside and saw they were in deep conversation and slipped away quietly before they noticed.

…

Neteyam was shocked at what his father had just said to everyone. “We have to go; we must leave our home and disappear.”

Tuk started to cry, and Neteyam pulled her to him, cradling her head.

“This isn’t fair; this is our home!” Kiri cried. She was angry. Kiri looked at her mother for help, but Neytiri was staring at the ground, her face blank. She was trying to keep a brave face for her children, but inside she could feel the wounds already in her heart tearing deeper.

“I’m sorry, sir, but I have to agree with Kiri. You are Olo’eyktan. What will the people do.” Neteyam pleaded with his father. Not only that, but he was the next Olo’eyktan. The Omatikaya was his clan to protect one day, and he wasn’t going to abandon them.

“The decision has been made. This is to protect the people. This is to protect you. This family is our fortress. As long as we are together and safe, that is all that matters.” Jake stood up. He was upset and scared but couldn’t let his guard down. He had to stay strong for his kids and also Neytiri.

“And what of Y/n? Is she coming too?” Kiri asked, her eyes full of concern; she wasn’t going to leave her sister.

This made Lo’ak head snap up, he was sad about leaving, but he never felt like he truly belonged here. The thought of leaving you behind… it made his throat tighten up.

“I do not think it is fair to strip her from her home. She will make the choice herself whether or not she wants to stay.” Neytiri finally spoke. It killed her to think of you not coming, but it was only fair. She would not take you from the forest if you did not want to leave.

When Lo’ak heard his mother's words, panic set in. What if you didn’t come with them? What if you stayed and he never saw you again? What if you forgot about him? Or worse, found someone else to be with.

Neteyam was just as troubled; after yesterday, maybe you wanted no part of this life. Running from the Sky people, constantly being in danger from his fathers past. You didn’t have to suffer the same fate as them.

Kiri and Tuk immediately left to find you; they couldn’t just stand there lost in thought like their brothers panicking. By the time they found it was too late. Jake and Neytiri had sat you down and started to talk to you. Neteyam and Lo’ak caught up to Kiri and Tuk, planning to convince you to come.

Kiri noticed the panic and worry on Lo’ak and Neteyam’s faces. They were both scared, scared to lose you. Their faces started to crumble when you started crying and hugging their parents. Did this mean goodbye? Lo’ak couldn’t take the pain in his chest and walked away, refusing to watch. While Neteyam stood watching, begging from afar that you would come with them.

…

You sat there for a good five seconds trying to process what Neytiri and Jake just said to you.

“I know this is hard, but we want what’s best for you. You don’t have to leave your home because of us.” Jake said, placing a hand on your shoulder

Tears started to flow down your face. It wasn’t because you were devastated to leave the forest. Of course, you were sad, but the forest reminds you so much of the life you had with your parents. The thought of losing the Sullys and not going with them upsets you.

“No, no, please, please take me with you. I’ll be good. I’ll do my part for the family. Please don’t leave me behind!” you hugged both Neytiri and Jake. You loved Jake and Neytiri. They took you and treated you like their own. Neytiri was the last link you had to your mother, and losing her would kill you.

“Y/n, of course, we would not leave you.” Neytiri took your face in her hands. “We are simply giving you the option. Is this what you want?”

You calmed down a bit, realizing they weren’t telling you they were leaving you, but they were offering you to come with them. You started to smile; they cared about you as much as you cared for them. Jake and your father were so much alike, protective and caring but also tough. Neytiri was just as fierce and strong as your mother but also sweet.

Not only that but Kiri, Tuk, Neteyam, and Lo’ak. You couldn’t imagine a life without them.

“There is nothing here holding me back from leaving. Where ever the Sully family goes, I will go.”

Neytiri and Jake smiled; they were hoping you’d say yes, mainly because Neytiri wasn’t blind to how Neteyam and Lo’ak have looked at you lately. She was happy that one of her boys would potentially end up with you.

…

Kiri, Tuk, and Neteyam were relieved when they saw you come out of the hut smiling along with their parents.

“Y/n will be coming with us,” Jake announced, shaking you playfully by your arms. You laughed and wiped away the lingering tears.

Tik and Kiri immediately ran up to you, engulfing you in a hug.

“Thank you, great mother!” Kiri exclaimed, you laughed and caressed Tuk’s little head. “I’m so happy you’re coming with us Y/n” Tuk buried her head into your side.

“Me too, I couldn’t leave my sisters,” you smiled. The rest of the Sullys walked to their hut to gather whatever they were bringing.

Neteyam was standing not too far away and approaching you. You could see the relief radiating off him. You were happy to see him but where was Lo’ak?

“I’m happy you are joining us.” Neteyam said with a shy smile.

“Me too, I couldn’t stay. Especially with you all leaving” you looked down suddenly nervous from him staring at you.

“I have to say..” you looked up at him again as he spoke softly. “It would have been a lot harder leaving if you would not have agreed to come,” and with a touch of your shoulder, he walked past you to his hut.

You stood there for a couple seconds after processing what he said to you. Neteyam. Neteyam. You kept repeating his name in your head. Your thoughts were abruptly stopped when you saw Lo’ak walk by in a hurry. Lo’ak. Right. Where was he, when you were talking to Jake and Neytiri.

“Hey! Lo’ak!” You called to him; you swore you could see his eyes jump to you for a second before continuing to wherever he was going. Did he just ignore you? You felt a needle pierce your heart a little. Hell no. You were about to chase after him but you heard Neytiri call you to.

This isn’t over Lo’ak. You thought to yourself.

…

Lo’ak had been ignoring you all day. Anytime you tried to talk to him, he brushed you off. At first angry, but now you were just sad and frustrated. Why was he upset with you? Was he mad you didn’t stay and take the heat with him from his parents for putting everyone in danger yesterday? Whatever it was, he couldn’t even look you in the eye.

Neteyam and Kiri noticed Lo’ak suddenly distancing himself from you. It was weird the trio was not attached to the hip. Y/n had been with Kiri all day, and when she asked you about Lo’ak, all you did was shrug your shoulders.

It was starting to piss Neteyam off. He didn’t like seeing you upset; when he talked to you, you were friendly but very uninterested in the conversation, like something else was on your mind.

Before dinner, he grabbed Lo’ak’s arm. “I advise you to talk to Y/n and fix whatever happened,” he said sternly to his brother.

Lo’ak shrugged him off, “what are you talking about? Nothing happened.” He scoffed.

“Y/n’s been upset all day. Fix it.” Neteyam gave his brother a look and walked to dinner, leaving Lo’ak with his thoughts. He didn’t realize he was upsetting you. He couldn’t stand the pain he felt when he looked at you, knowing he was leaving you. Then he started to get annoyed. Why was Neteyam so worried about you being upset?

At dinner, Lo’ak kept stealing glances at you, hoping you would look at him. But you kept your eyes trained down at your food or next to you to talk to Tuk and Kiri. If Lo’ak wanted to ignore you, you could ignore him better. Neteyam noticed the looks Lo’ak was giving you. His tail flicked side to side on the ground in annoyance. Lo’ak was such a skxawng , he thought. Your head tilted up when you heard a smack on the ground. Neytiri held Neteyam’s tail down, “stop,” she hissed and ran her hand down his tail. You laughed and looked up at him and Neytiri. He was already staring at you. He gave you a small smile and kept eating.

Without meaning to, your eyes shift to Neytiri's left, catching Lo’ak’s eyes. His eyebrows shot up, excited you finally looked at him. He tilted his head to the exit, eyes widening a little bit for a moment. So now he wants to talk.

You took a deep breath and excused yourself. Not long after, Lo’ak followed. Kiri looked at Neteyam, giving him a look. Neteyam shook his head, meaning give them space. However, he didn’t like the thought of you and Lo’ak alone. He knew you two needed to talk.

…

Lo’ak led you towards the forest. It was dark, so he didn’t take you far. He climbed up one of the trees the two of you frequently visited together, and he sat down, legs hanging off a branch. You sat next to him.

“Well?” You questioned after a couple of minutes of silence.

He took a deep breath. “I-I’m not mad at you.” He was still looking straight ahead.

“Okay, so why are you ignoring me?” You didn’t understand.

“Y/n.” He turned to look at you, “please don’t stay; I know it’s not fair for me to ask. But please come with us.”

Your eyes widened—what a skxawng. You started to laugh a little, covering your mouth. Lo’ak’ turned away from you, embarrassed. Why were you laughing at him.

You grabbed his chin, turning his face back to look at you. “I’m coming with you, Lo’ak.” You smiled at him.

A grin broke out on his face “wait, what? But I saw you crying and -“ you cut him off.

“If you had just asked me instead of ignoring me, you would know that at the end of that conversation, I decided to leave with you guys.” You dropped your hand from his chin, but he caught it. Your breath got caught in your throat. Finally, noticing you were sitting close to each other, thighs brushing together, his beautiful eyes looking at you tenderly. Your face burned.

“I'm sorry, okay? I’m sorry for ignoring and upsetting you. But I’m so happy that you are coming with us.” He spoke looking down at your two hands together.

There had been so many small moments between you and Lo’ak your entire life. Helping each other when you first learned to fly your ikrans, little touches of hands or stealing glances at each other during dinner.

Your heart beamed. You liked Lo’ak since you were little, but we’re sure if he felt the same way. Sometimes he treated you like Kiri, like when you almost fell off a tree branch and Neteyam caught you. He just laughed and told you to keep up. He would also sometimes flirt with girls around your age. While other times he treated you differently, like now. It made your head spin.

“Let’s head back before we get in trouble.” He kept your hand and helped you up.

“Yea..I think we’ve been in enough trouble lately” you smiled, and the two of you walked back to camp. You were on cloud nine until he dropped your hand when the two of you arrived back.

Neytiri approached the two of you, placing her hand on your heads.

“Head to bed. We are leaving early tomorrow.”

You nodded and looked back at Lo’ak, but he was already walking behind his mother, back to their hut.

…

You stayed in your hut that night. It was possibly the last time you would sleep in it. You lay down, and right before you fell asleep, you heard a noise. You turned to the opening and see Neteyam.

You sat up, “what’s wrong?” It was late, why was he here.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. I just wanted to check in on you” he smiled, and you felt your body relax. You motioned him to sit down next to you.

“Uh, I’m fine. A little sad but at the same time excited.” Rubbing the back of your neck, he was sitting right in front of you. He always looked at you so intently while you talked. As of he didn’t want to miss a word you said.

“I’m excited, too; I can’t help but feel sad. I hate that we’re leaving.” He looked down between his legs.

“Of course, Neteyam. This is your home. Your clan, you were going to be Olo’eyktan one day. Whose knows, we could come back and the clan would absolutely choose your father to be Olo’eyktan again.”

He looked up at you and smiled. “thank you, but I came in to comfort you.” He laughed and bumped your shoulder.

“Well, lucky for you, I’m fine. I’m more than happy to comfort you.” You tilted your head at him and smiled widely. Your cheeks burned a little.

Neteyam had to look down because of how you were looking at him at that moment would make him spill out everything he’s wanted to say to you since you were 14.

“Okay, well. I’ll let you get some rest. Goodnight Y/n” you wished him a goodnight as he left.

You laid back down, and you couldn’t stop the smile that was creeping onto your face.

…

Okay! That’s all for today. I want to update everyday, as of right now. Please let me know if you want shorter chapters or if there are typos. Also does anyone know why it says “replies are turned off” and how do I turn them on.

I hope you enjoyed and please let me know if you enjoyed or want me to continue! (PART 3 IS UP)

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FEMINIZATION STEP #18 - EVALUATION #1

As we continue he/r feminization, we need to evaluate he/r progress. Reading / Knowledge is power, but if it is not implemented, it is useless.

So Evaluation #1 will start easy, only focus on the positive. That means NO PENALTIES (this time). I wish it was easier to do HTML forms on Tumblr, but for now, it's a manual process. So open up calculator, and proceed ....

How many Feminization Articles have you read ? Max 17 pts - (1 pt each) Feminization Article Index

If you have read ALL 17 Feminization Articles Add 50 pts Feminization Article Index

Do you have a Femme Name ? Add 20 pts Feminization Step #7

Was your Femme Name given to you by a Female (Wife, GF, S/O)? Add 50 pts Feminization Step #7

Do you have an AVATAR that reflects your feminine side ? Add 50 pts Feminization Step #15

This Week, how many days did you wear PANTIES ? Max 7 pts - (1 pt each) Feminization Step #1

This Week, how many days did you wear PANTYHOSE ? Max 14 pts - (2 pts each) Feminization Step #3

This Week, how many days did you wear a BRA ? Max 21 pts - (3 pts each) Feminization Step #11

This Week, how many days did you wear a PANTIES & BRA combined ? Max 35 pts - (5 pts each) Feminization Steps #1 & #3

Do you MANSCAPE (any area qualifies) Add 10 pts Feminization Step #2

Have you ever had a PEDICURE ? Add 10 pts - Feminization Step #4

Have you ever slept all night enfemme in SLEEPWEAR ? Add 10 pts - Feminization Step #5

This Week, how many days did you wear WAIST CINCHER ? Max 28 pts - (4 pts each) - Feminization Step #6

Do you have your own PANTY DRAWER ? Add 10 pts - Feminization Step #8

This Week, how many days did you do AEROBICS ? Max 42 pts - (6 pts each) - Feminization Step #12

This Week, how many days did you wear a BODY SHAPER ? Max 49 pts - (7 pts each) Feminization Step #9

Do you have your own BREAST FORMS ? Add 10 pts Feminization Step #10

This Week, how many days did you take a BUBBLE BATH ? Max 21 pts - (3 pts each) Feminization Step #13

This Week, how many days did you do TREADMILL ? Max 42 pts - (6 pts each) Feminization Step #14

This Week, how many days did you do ENEMA ? Max 14 pts - (2 pts each) Feminization Step #17

Do you have your own ONE PIECE SWIMSUIT ? Add 10 pts - Feminization Step #16

This Week, how many days did you wear ONE PIECE SWIMSUIT in BUBBLE BATH ? Max 35 pts - (5 pts each) - Feminization Steps #13 & #16

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So @missroro wanted someone to write where she’s Jake sister and mated with tsu’tey and is the fun aunt so here it is

It’s just gonna be some Headcannons some drabness here and there

And I’ll make a part 2 to this we’re u track the kids how to surf

You went on the mission with Jake obviously but you were already a scientist Jake was just replacing your dead brother therefore you both have avatars now

Why did they need 2 sullys that was unanswered

You haven’t spoke to Jake for years so it was lowkey kinda awkward

Norm worked with you so he was familiar with you while in your training but Jake he was gonna take done getting used to

Now even though u and Jake weren’t as close as you used to ur didn’t matter he was still over protective over you

When u guys got off the ship and you waited for him as u were walking off someone catcalled at you (u can make up a person if u want) Jake do a whole 360 and was about to kick some ass then you grabbed his wheel chair and pushed him through the building saying “no Jake not today not today”

While he was getting the military introduction you were setting up in the lab taking a look at your avatar then looking at your brothers you missed tommy but atleast jake was here

OKAY IM DONE BUILDING THE PLOT

so when ur in your avatar and jake get chased by a thanthor (I think that’s what there called correct me if I’m wrong) you go after him you still cared about your brother

While he tried to kill the many animals you stopped him by saying “this isn’t the marines Jake were in a different planet and were not superior here okay?”

Then neytiri came in at saved y’all’s asses and went to the village when tsu’tey and some other hunter of the clan came you couldn’t help but stare he was very attractive

When you were in the home tree there were all less rough with you like they were Jake

And instead of neytiri teaching you there was it was tsu’tey you grew close to him fond of him and even loved him

Now of course Jake knew he was your brother so he teased you about it every single day and you swear your goona cut his eyes out but you teased him abt neytiri

Tsu’tey took you somewhere the night u became one of them he knew it was wrong he as supposed to marry neytiri but his heart tugged at you and he took you to a different way they see ewya and mated with you

Okay now the war you all fought hard and long you tried to save tsu’tey but he told you “ewya has called me home my love she will one day too” and he died

Now Jake was your rock your armor so you cried to him for days weeks until u felt mood swings, throwing up on hunts with neytiri then she took you to her mother “you are with child both of you” you and neytiri looked at each other crazy but started laughing

You gave birth a few weeks after neytiri but it wasn’t one baby after you thought u we’re done the pain came right back and it was another child a boy and a girl

So you raised your children along with jakes you were silly fun and other things

When you all had to leave your children had always been curious people so they were excited to meet new people and new ways

But it didn’t go as planned Ronal grabbed you sons tail and you snarled at her Jake grabbed your shoulder as a way of saying STFU

But as Jake was hard in his children you were always there for your children and his they came and cried to you if he was being to harsh or too cold you told them don’t worry about it and once they slept you would find your brother

Your brother been afraid of you since your were kids and he still is even if he is tutok mato so you told him off enough to wake up the camp his wife heard nodding at your words and Jake just sat there silent bc he knew you would fucking kill him if he talked back

But you would all have play date and take the children to be children besides Jake treating them like soldiers

When Neteyam got shot you saved him just in time sending Lo’ak to get things from the sea that could help him

Jake never let you forget that he cherishes you and thanks ewya for you every single day because not only did you save his child you saved him

[deatheatet]

Part 2 of IF PAZ LIVED AU

Reuniting with the Recoms and Quaritch

Paz went with the kids to the old shack and Tuk didn't come because she was a little sick

Paz had Lo'ak tell Jake when the saw them,dispite not liking him

When they got captured,well the recoms tried to capture them, Paz pulled her pistol and nearly hit Lopez but narrowly missed, Lo'ak and spider did the same

Lopez, Walker, and Mansk had to hold Paz,so she didn't kill the other's,whom she was cussing at in Spanish, yelling at them to take their Fucking hands off her kids

She didn't recognize anyone at first until Quaritch laid eyes on her

"....Paz...is that you,Sugar" Quaritch asked in a surprisingly soft, disbelieving tone

She just stared at him,her brain slowly making out the features,till she heard him,the others had let her go

"Miles.. is.. w-wha-How..." She asked, slowly getting more pissed

"yeah in the flesh-well.. sort of" smiling slightly,when he leaned down to her height.

"HOW" was all she said to him,the other's had let go of the kids,who were watching with upset and worried expressions

The recoms were watching,amused and waiting to see the fiesty,spit-fire attituded Latina's reaction.

Quaritch closed his eyes and sighed slightly "Project Phoenix,we had... Avatar bodies uploaded with.. our memories... just in case-like backup bodies" he muttered knowing she was pissed

Finally it hit her full force,she punched him in the chest full force,rage fueling it as well.

She started screaming at him and calling him the worst Spanish and English insults she could come up with.

Asking why he hadn't told her,how bad it had been to raise their baby thinking he would never see his daddy again,how she couldn't sleep worth a shit for the first year because the bed was lonely.

The kids slunk back except spider who piped up "Mami... What going on.."

She calmed down enough to tell Spider about Quaritch but since the kids were back in recom hold,well sort of,they didn't call it in or cuff the kids.

Quaritch quietly asked once everything was settled,the kids sitting and talking to the recoms,Lyle getting the video off the flashdrive now "The other 2... They aren't yours like Miles is? Right"

Paz told him that Lo'ak was biologically Jake and Neytiri's and Kiri was Grace's daughter,they were only her's sort of by choice.

In the end the fight did happen but quaritch got Paz and Spider behind him and they were taken "Prisoner"

Quaritch had threatened Ardmore when she suggested torturing his woman and son

She backed off,only assuming he would use the personal angle,he wasn't he just wasn't letting the bitch hurt them when he just got them back.

Spider got to sleep on the couch in the recoms apartment like area,Paz let Quaritch believe she was sleeping on the couch too,till and hour after they all went to sleep

She went to Quaritch's room and crawled in Bed with him and snuggled up to his chest,he had smirked and teased her a little before snuggling against her,now, muh smaller body.

Paz and Spider always teased the recoms as the moved through the forest to the Banshee mountain

Spider got scared by a scary story Lyle told and asked to sleep with Quaritch and Paz that night

He slept curled up to Paz's chest and his back against Quaritch who's tail was limply laid over them as well as his arm

After they got their Banshee's Paz rode with Quaritch,Spider with Aunt Z-Dog.

Will have to make a part 2 to this very sorry it is so short but will finish and work more on other stories

[thatpodcastkid]

Magnus Archives Relisten 2, MAG 2

Second part of the relisten analysis, featuring my beloved Joshua Gillespie <3 Sorry this is a bit later in the day than expected, had it queued but must've saved it wrong.

Spoilers ahead!

Facts: Statement of Joshua Gillespie (my love) from November 22nd, 1998, regarding an empty wooden casket he acquired while living in Amsterdam.

Character Notes: Jon's from Bournemouth confirmed! Again, hindsight is hilarious when Jon says "it's nice to hear my hometown is not entirely devoid of odd occurrences." Like sir you were almost eaten by a book?

Statement Notes: Another instance of drug use. Again, I can't necessarily tell if this is just a device so that Jon can dismiss the statements or if the entities are specifically preying on people in fragile/weak states of mind.

But none of that matters because the incredible Joshua Gillespie was there <3 <3, smartest character in the series on God. Specifically loved the end of the statement when the man who gave him the coffin sees the key in the ice box and seems impressed, because damn I'm impressed to. The statement specifically says he was impressed after Gillespie "Told him where he could stick it." This definitely feeds into the idea that, as much as the fears prey on weak and scared people, they're really attracted to confident and bold people. I think a person's response to a scary scenario has a lot to do with whether they become an avatar or a victim; not necessarily whether they were scared or brave, but whether that fear overtook them or they dove into it. Gillespie really faced his fear of the coffin and just dealt with it in a head on, practical manner.

I don't recall the character who gives Gillespie the coffin coming up again, but of course his name is John. Obviously Breekon and Hope come up, but I don't remember this other guy showing up again, anyone else?

It's super interesting that the coffin didn't get delivered until after Gillespie spent the money, as if it was waiting for some kind of a debt to be established.

Entity Alignment: Little on the nose, but this is the Buried. It pretty weird, that although long term fans know this is Buried aligned "thing," there's really no mention of anyone entering or being buried in the coffin in this episode. But at the end of the statement, Tim discovers that no one was living in the building with Gillespie for many years. That could have to do with the money, whoever gave him the coffin may have set up the apartment sale to manipulate him into spending it, but a part of me really likes the idea that all the other residents wandered into the coffin while they slept, unable to resist the call. There's obviously evidence against that, being that no Tim found no one lived there for the entirety of Gillespie's residence and any other possible residence wouldn't have the coffin key.

People like to bring up the Vast/Buried dichotomy a lot, and I think it's really prevalent in this episode. Gillespie first hears the scratching on the coffin when he places a glass on it, but he doesn't hear the wailing until it starts raining. Thinking about the End episode in Season 5, where Oliver Banks determines things stop being scary if you become too used to them, I think hearing the rain is a tool used by the Buried to keep its victims afraid. It may be easy to succumb to the dirt and the darkness on a regular day, but a day you're reminded that there's a wide open sky you can't and won't ever be able to see? Not gonna happen. Letting the victims hear the rain amps up the fear and torment.

One of the best episodes in the series, let me know what you think!

[wordsmithwhumpsandfluff]

I'd love a part two of the Spirit story - maybe Aiden comes back because he realizes he doesn't want to leave her, and she tells him about Zeke. And maybe . . . maybe . . . he's not feeling great while they're talking (because of the junk food), but he manages to hold it together and comfort her, but then she finally realizes he's not feeling well and so she takes care of him? I could see him feeling guilty about it and her actually liking the distraction. But of course, whatever you want is great. But I'd love a part two of some sort.

Part 2!!!!!!!! Major fluff, folks��!

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Birdie could remember the last time something like this happened.

It was in 10th grade, at the first major football game of the year against their rival school. The only reason they went was because Ash—Isaac’s older brother—was on the team and Isaac didn’t want to be alone in the stands.

That time, Spirit had left to clean her shirt in the bathroom after Amberlynn accidentally spilled some of her cherry slushie on her. Fifteen minutes later, when they were beginning to wonder what was taking Spirit so long, Birdie went to look for her. Eventually, they all started looking for her when Birdie realized she wasn’t near the bathrooms or anywhere near the game. After half an hour, Birdie and Keiko found her in a corner of the parking lot, scratched up and bruised and on the verge of passing out from not breathing in her panic.

It had happened before. The little teasing Zeke gave Spirit as kids started turning into harassment in middle school. And no teachers ever bothered to help, so Spirit eventually learned to stay quiet. She had heard far too often “boys will be boys” or “you can’t lash out at someone, especially if you don’t know what they’re dealing with at home” and other crap.

This time, Birdie had a feeling it would be the same. The only proof was Spirit’s word, so no one would bother to give Zeke any consequences. Just the thought pissed Birdie off.

“I can hear you thinking,” Spirit mumbled quietly.

Birdie looked down. Spirit had come to her room in the middle of the night, tears silently running down her face, woken up from a nightmare. Nightmares were rare for Spirit. The girl even insisted that she didn’t even have dreams when she slept. But Birdie knew well that a nightmare—especially one caused by Zeke—meant Spirit wouldn’t sleep at all that night.

So now they were both in Birdie’s bed. Birdie was sitting up with her back against her headboard, and Spirit’s head was on her lap while they watched ‘Avatar: The Last Airbender’ together on Birdie’s bedroom TV.

“I’m not thinking anything,” Birdie lied, playing with Spirit’s hair. She was braiding it, un-braiding it, making flower shapes with it, and just twisting it around her fingers.

After a minute, Spirit smiled a bit at the TV and asked, “Remember when I had a crush on Zuko in middle school?”

Birdie smiled a little bit as well as the happier—and funnier—memory came into her mind. “Yeah. You always insisted that you’d never date someone who wasn’t exactly like Zuko.”

Spirit’s small smile faded a little, and she turned to look up at Birdie. “I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about Aiden. I wanted to, I promise.”

Birdie put a hand on Spirit’s back, rubbing softly. “You don’t have to apologize. Honestly, I wouldn’t have told me either. I mean, you dating someone? That’s way too big of a secret for me to keep to myself.”

Spirit smiled, some tension leaving her shoulders. She turned her head to look at the TV again. She didn’t say another word.

It wasn’t until six in the morning that Birdie noticed Spirit had fallen into a slightly fidgety sleep. Birdie turned the volume down on the TV at that time, continuing to play with Spirit’s hair. She decided she could sleep later, and she would stay up in case Spirit had any more nightmares. After years, this was a routine.

As long as Spirit needed her, she would be there and ready to help.

— — —

Getting a breakfast sandwich and a milkshake from McDonalds via DoorDash just before midnight was probably a dumb idea, Aiden realized when he woke up, knowing that he’d probably puke sometime that day. His stomach was already bloated.

Anxiety after the whole incident at the festival made him eat nearly all the snacks in his apartment. Fruit gummies? Two baggies left. Chocolate-covered pomegranate seeds? The bag was empty in the trash. A bag of bruschetta-flavored bagel chips? Gone.

And the McDonalds on top of that was a stupid decision. Not to mention how the Korean Corndog was still making his stomach all grumbly, even after he got home.

Suddenly, Aiden heard a ping from his phone. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, and saw Spirit’s name above the message.

Eyes widening, he opened it, reading the four words she sent: ‘Can you come over?’

He instantly responded, regardless of how nauseous he felt, agreeing.

Then she sent her location, and he all but jumped up from his couch to get dressed since he was only in boxers. He put on some jeans and a black t-shirt, put on his glasses, didn’t bother even checking his hair, and made his way out the door with socks and sandals on his feet.

The address is the one he’d picked her up from a few times during the summer break. He’d never actually entered the building though.

He checked his phone again once he got out of the car and saw an apartment number and the words ‘Look for the flowers’.

Aiden made his way through the building, and eventually wound up on a floor that smelled floral and pleasant. The door wasn’t hard to spot, with flowers on either side of it. He knocked, and a familiar short girl answered it.

“Hey,” Birdie said. Her braids were all bunched up in a thick ponytail. “Come in.”

Birdie let him step inside, and the floral smell increased tenfold. The many plants and candles he saw were likely the reason.

“She’s in here,” Birdie said, leading him to a room. She turned and looked at him. “Go ahead in. I’ll be in my room.” And with that, she turned to a different door and went inside, shutting it.

Aiden took a deep breath before grabbing the handle and letting himself inside.

Spirit was sitting on the bed, legs cris-crossed, on her phone with headphones on. She looked up at him, and her eyes widened. “Hey,” she said, her voice soft, taking her headphones off.

Aiden couldn’t help the relieved smile that spread on his face. “Hey,” he said back, making his way over and sitting on the edge of the bed, turned to face her. “How’re you doing?”

Spirit shrugged. “Better,” she answered. “I’m sorry about all of that.”

Aiden shook his head, scooting closer and putting a hand on Spirit’s knee. “You don’t have anything to be sorry about. I shouldn’t have left you alone.”

Spirit shook her head, looking away from him and down at her lap. “It was my fault. I knew better than to go anywhere with that asshole.”

Aiden felt his stomach twist. “He’s the same guy you fought after I wound up in the hospital a few months ago, right? Isaac said his name is Zeke, and I think I remember that name from then.”

Spirit didn’t look up, but the pinch of her brow and the slight nod of her head told him he was right.

“Can you tell me?” Aiden asked, reaching for and gently touching her wrist. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I’m just curious.”

Spirit said nothing, and Aiden was about to drop it when Spirit suddenly opened her mouth.

“I’ve known Zeke since elementary school,” she admitted quietly. “He always used to get in trouble, and he got even worse as we got older. I spent time with him because. . . I guess, it was my stupid way of coping since my life was so crappy.”

Aiden’s brows creased. “Crappy how?”

Spirit’s lips pinched into a thin line. She still wouldn’t look at him. After a long moment of hesitation, she said in a small voice, “My dad died when I was little, and my mom was gone so often that I basically raised myself. When I was ten, she started to only pay for bills and stuff, so I had to start working to buy myself things and food. Some people in our cruddy neighborhood did secret fights and bet on winners, so Zeke started showing me how to fight so I could make the extra cash. And we became regulars at those fights for years.”

Aiden had no idea what to say. It sounded like a tragic backstory that a movie character would have.

“I always hated Zeke,” she said, “but I spent time with him anyway. The first time I got drunk was at his house when I was twelve. After that, he’d always sneak me a flask at school when he could tell I was stressed. And no matter how many times my friends tried to get me away from him, I always went back when something pissed me off or upset me or whatever. It was like a bad habit I couldn’t break. And I didn’t go back because he’d comfort me or anything—in fact, he’d usually laugh if I ever cried—but he taught me how to numb my feelings.”

Aiden noticed her eyes starting to fill with tears, and he scooted a little closer, moving the hand on her wrist to grab hers, squeezing softly. She looked up at him, her dark eyes shiny with unshed tears. “He hurt me a lot growing up,” she forced out, her voice cracking. “Just like yesterday.”

Feeling close to tears himself, Aiden asked softly, “Can I hug you?”

Spirit looked a little surprised that he even asked, but she nodded, and Aiden wrapped her up in a warm embrace. She rested her head against his chest, and he started to feel her shake a little with sobs she was trying to suppress.

Outside the room, Aiden heard a door open and shut, but he didn’t care. All that mattered then and there was Spirit.

Eventually, Spirit pulled away, wiping her eyes with the sleeves of the red hoodie she was wearing. “Sorry about that,” she mumbled. “Sorry for just trauma-dumping on you like that.”

“Don’t apologize,” Aiden said instantly, hands grabbing her shoulders gently. “Don’t ever apologize for sharing stuff like that with me. I’m here for you.”

She met his eyes and couldn’t help but smile a little at him. “Thank you.”

Spirit eventually led Aiden out of the room and to the living room, checking her phone. “Birdie went to the store,” she said, reading a message. Aiden realized that’s why he heard a door open and close.

“Wanna watch TV? Birdie bot a shit-ton of popcorn the other day.”

The second Spirit mentioned the popcorn, Aiden was reminded of his poor food choices the previous night, and he almost shuddered at the nauseating thought of adding popcorn to that mess in his gut.

But before Aiden could make the excuse that he wasn’t hungry, Spirit was already in the kitchen, pulling a bag of popcorn out of the pantry to put in the microwave.

His stomach let out an unhappy growl just at the thought, and he could feel something tickling the back of his throat. He felt a little dizzy.

“Um. . . Where’s the bathroom?” he asked.

“Oh, I’ll show you,” Spirit said once the microwave was going, and she half-jogged out of the kitchen to walk Aiden over to the bathroom.

“Thanks,” he said, knowing what was about to happen.

“No problem,” Spirit said, already looking better than she had earlier. “You can use one of those small towels to dry your hands.”

Aiden smiled, nodded, and shut the door. Instead of sitting on the toilet, he crouched in front of it with a grimace. He wished his body had decided to do this in the morning before he came.

He could hear the sound of popping, and the scent of butter filled the whole apartment somehow, making him gag. After a few more gags, his stomach leaped and a thick stream of sick splattered in the toilet. He groaned, still feeling nauseous but a little bit better. He was grateful he wasn’t a super loud puker. . . but the sick burp that snuck up on him wasn’t too quiet.

He vomited one more time, and let out a sigh of relief as the pain in his stomach subsided a bit.

He flushed, got up, and went to rinse his mouth out in the sink. When he made his way out, Spirit was in the living room with a bowl of popcorn, flipping through movies on the TV.

“You like Spiderman, right? Wanna watch—” she turned to look at him, only to frown slightly at his paleness. “Are you okay?”

He nodded, moving around the couch and sitting beside her. “Yeah. My stomach just decided to be a bitch.”

Spirit frowned deeper. “Do you want Tums or something?”

He shook his head, smiling reassuringly. “I’m fine,” he said, not completely lying but also not telling the truth.

After a bit more concerned prodding, Spirit focused on putting on the movie. She leaned against Aiden’s shoulder—something that had become a habit after all of their movie dates— and he responded by hugging her to his side.

His stomach felt better, but it still gurgled a bit, and he couldn’t help but smile when one of Spirit’s hands moved behind his back, going around him and resting on his stomach, rubbing softly.

Smiling, he couldn’t resist pressing a small kiss to the top of her head.

Spirit whispered, “Thank you for being here.”

“It’s what boyfriends do,” Aiden responded, feeling a little giddy just calling himself Spirit’s boyfriend.

Spirit began to relax, smiling while watching the movie and getting lost in the motion of rubbing Aiden’s stomach. Just being with him, close to him, made her feel safe and forget about the bad in her mind.

“I’m happy I’m your girlfriend,” she whispered, blushing furiously from saying the words aloud.

But Aiden only chuckled a little, kissing the top of her head one more time. “Me too.”

[korpuskat]

Chosen Avatar - Part 2

[Ao3 Mirror] Pairing: Ramattra/Reader (GN, has a vagina) Rating: E WC: 2.2k Contents: PWP & Megatron Ramattra. Transformers-typical size difference. > Part 1 ===

His shoulder becomes your second home. Only a week before, Ramattra would accompany you to bed-- at least until you fell asleep. Then, he’d slip away to do his work, to monitor his omnium, his battles. Even in this new form, you wanted him near, wanted to be able to touch him as you drifted off.

But more surprising was Ramattra’s insistence on it. Not just when you slept, either. You were always to be with him- on his shoulder was easiest, gave him use of both hands and with his cowl, you were quite comfortable, even cozy. It did mean you got to see him work. Where before, when you were almost as big as him, your hovering felt intrusive or bothersome, now you have a reserved, insisted upon front row seat to watch his fingers as sketch out a new design. You do so miss the purple enamel that had once coated the backs of his hands, though you'd never tell him such.

In turn, you gave Ramattra something as well. You would feel the tension rising in him first, a frustration that makes his movements rougher, stickier, his body just beginning to warm. Until he’d sigh- or more accurately modulate one, letting the hot air slip from his vents- and he would reach for you.

The first few times he was cordial enough to offer you his palm. He’s comfortable now. Perhaps too comfortable as he plucks you from his shoulder, moving to cradle you in both palms. Coolness takes you first, shivering softly at the loss of your nested fold of scarf, but looking up at him, at those purple optics you’re still not used to warms you enough.

“That bad?” You prompt him. Sometimes, talking about what’s gone wrong with his plan is enough to unstick him, but not today.

Ramattra hums in acknowledgement, tipping his head in thought. That’s all the response you get before he shifts his palms- forces you to slide into one hand entirely. You sputter a little in indignation, shifting as he wants you to- and he hums again, deep in his chassis. A pleased noise- and one finger-- wider than your forearm, gods how did your life end up like this-- touches your head.

He’s gentle, more cautious than you’d ever seen him with your body. But his finger moves on your head, slowly, painstakingly stroking down along your spine. Soon you give in to his curious affection, humming with contentment. It’s still strange, and perhaps always will be, but sitting Ramattra’s palm, basking in his single-finger touch? You have nothing to complain about.

Until he moves away. The hand that had been petting you moves back to his datapad, plucking the stylus from the table and beginning to draw anew. You shouldn’t bother him, you know- but Ramattra has also yet to put you back down, still trapped several feet off the surface of his desk. You huff, perhaps a little petulantly, then scoot back on his palm until you can comfortably lay down against his fingers.

That gets his attention again. Those purple optics sweep back to you, taking in your new position. Though he does not voice approval, his thumb moves, rubs against your cheek. You simile, lean into the touch- even lay a kiss to the smooth, gray metal. In turn, his thumb keeps moving; bigger than your fist, the cool panels of the digit slide down your neck, down the center of your chest, down to your belly. He pauses, pressing softly into the rounder, boneless flesh there- never enough to hurt, just enough pressure for him to feel how your body squishes beneath his touch.

His thumb sits on your stomach, pressing in so softly before easing off, like the most gentle, single-fingered kneading of a cat. You reach for him again, stroke along his digit- and his path changes again. He strokes up your body again, up to beneath your chin before stopping and sliding back down. This time, his fascination with your belly is set aside- his thumb keeps sliding along the length of your torso.

And it occurs to you that he’s petting you. Held in one hand, stroked with another- you’re nothing more than a mouse to him.

You blink and look up- only to find his optics have once again settled on the data pad, his other hand having picked up the stylus, sketching out lines bigger than you are. His hand does not stop. He keeps on moving his thumb, gliding against you in slow, even movements. Without looking, without even thinking about it. You can’t complain, won’t begin to reject the affection from him- so you relax into his palm, turn your head so you can watch him work while he pets you.

The pen draws, jotting down designs and notes in turns, scribbles of plans- and as he works, Ramattra's focus on you wavers. His thumb's pathing sways, sweeping down, down until he's stroking over your belly and thighs. It's still not bad- still affection, a pleasant weight on your body.

Until it stops. His stylus stills too, hovering just over the screen. You want to ask, the question builds on your throat- but Ramattra's thumb suddenly moves again. He presses down- squishes your thighs under his broad digit. It's not quite enough to hurt, just enough to have your soft flesh flattening out under hard metal plates. And then it stops. And starts again. He squeezes your thighs rhythmically, the pressure on, then off, then on.

He's thinking, you realize- rolling some idea around in his processors-- and you're the desk toy he's playing with.

The thought makes your face hot, makes your hands hold onto the ridges of his palm a little tighter. Worse- his thumb presses down again, harder. You wince, feel the ache in your femurs as Ramattra distractedly squeezes your thighs. Squirming under the metal is just enough to free you, because as soon as you manage to wiggle out from under the weight of him, his thumb slips between your thighs instead.

You open your mouth, ready to remind him that you're small and fragile in his own words, but Ramattra acts first.

His voice box all but purrs a rumbling, “Ah.”

You almost think it's intentional, that he's squeezed his way between your legs again to entertain himself. But his optics remain focused only on his datapad where his stylus suddenly begins moving again in quick, excited motions. And with it, his thumb again begins to stroke.

There’s almost no pressure to it, certainly no intent beyond whatever pleasure the feeling of your body on his plating is giving him. Careless, the motion lost on him entirely- and yet is so very obvious to you. His thumb slides almost along its same path- up and down in slow, continuous rolls of his joints. You can hear them whirr softly, actuators humming away just beneath the surface armor.

His touch is light, meant to be soothing- and was, until you had been forced to move. Now- now he’s skimming between your legs, brushing teasingly across sensitive inner thighs and your clothed sex.

You could, of course, just move your legs back. But you sink your teeth into your lip and lay there, once again reveling in the absurd notion of a thumb whose last segment is bigger than a mailbox is petting you. That the steel being before you- looming over you as he writes- is holding you in one hand.

You shiver. It shouldn’t be hot. It shouldn’t. You shouldn’t just accept this change that’s happened to him, but you really shouldn’t be horny about it. That knowledge, of course, doesn’t stop your legs from trembling, your hips from arching into his next pass.

Ramattra doesn’t even notice. Too absorbed in his work to feel your tiny nails digging into the rubber pads of his palms-- if he can feel that at all. Are you too small now? Is that sensory input too minuscule to even be detected by his systems?

His thumb keeps moving, though never quite smoothly. Ramattra isn’t paying attention, gives no thought into keeping his pets even and rhythmic. No, he wavers, pauses- long enough to make the heat in your belly ache- before resuming, stroking faster or slower with a seeming randomness. With the minimal pressure it’s already a horrible tease, but with his inconsistent pace?

Ramattra pauses again- this time his thumb settling over one thigh, not even touching your pussy. Even rocking your hips does nothing to give you that pressure you crave. Above you, his head dips as he examines something on the data pad- he leans forward, focused- and your need gets the better of you.

The noise is miniscule, a soft little whine that hardly even leaves your throat.

Click. All at once, everything is purple, his gazing burning down on you.

Something rumbles in him, almost a laugh as he tips his head, one giant lock of cable falling free from his scarf. His thumb shifts upwards, enough to push at your shirt, slipping under the fabric. “Go on then.”

It’s all the encouragement you need. You strip readily in his palm, tossing your clothes down onto his desk. He doesn’t even wait for you to settle; as soon as your legs part he slips his thumb between them.

You shudder, gasp under his touch. It’s so much more raw without the barrier of your clothes. In no time at all his smooth dark plate is shining and slick with your arousal as he rocks it against you. No longer worried about distracting him, you let yourself moan and rut into his rhythm.

Again, Ramattra makes a noise- a deep humming vibration from his chest. The light of his optics dims softly as he watches your form writhe on his hand, enjoying his touch. He has always loved this sight; your love for him of all omnics has confounded him, but your desire for him was unimaginable, something he treasured, a sight to be saved over and over again to his memory. He could not understand how you could need his touch so badly then, but now? He should be basking in your gasps, indulging in each desperate thrust of your hips. You need him with such unmasked enthusiasm… and yet…

A dangerous impulse curls through Ramattra’s circuits.

He thinks… you could need him more.

And Ramattra turns away from you. His gaze slips back to his designs, to the stylus he had set down to watch your indecent display.

You shudder as the light of his optic moves from you. You want to protest, but his thumb has not stopped moving. As soon as you open your mouth to question why, it slides, catching the ridge of the plate against your clit. The shot of hot pleasure that radiates in your belly is short-lived- as soon as you begin to relax into his touch, Ramattra loses his rhythm. Pausing, stuttering, or not quite stroking far enough to catch that edge again, pressure just too light or just too hard- his pace is unsatisfying, teasing.

“Ramattra...” You whine, pushing your hips up against his thumb.

And Ramattra shushes you. A staticky noise spits from his voice box, his voice rougher with this new body's overlay. His body rumbles with the “Shhh,” a soft vibration that filters down to this fingertips and does not help at all with your growing need. “Let me finish this...”

The words make your body ache, a burning pit unsated with his transparent lie. There's no apology in his voice, nor does he set you down to truly focus. His stylus slides over the blueprints in a perfect synchronicity with his thumb over you. Each sweeping new line is a swirling stroke against your clit, every quick scribbling note are short, staccato pets-

You moan softly, hoping to catch his attention- but other than momentary draw of his optics, the knowing lilt of his head, he keeps his faux concentration on the screen before him.

It's not so much the teasing-- Ramattra had always been determined to squeeze every ounce of pleasure he could from you when given the opportunity. But then you had been his sole focus. Here, he doesn't even have to look at you, barely has to move at all to make your hips jump and flinch. He does little more than rotate a singular joint and you're melting into his massive hands.

Like a toy, the thought echoes again, has you shivering into his touch. There's nothing to do but endure, no escape except to wait for Ramattra's desire for more to outpace yours.

So you dig your fingers into his palm, throw your head back and rut against him. It’s not enough- he’s making sure it’s not nearly enough- but you chase that pleasure anyway, because it’s good. A rush of friction that has you hissing, hands scrabbling across his smooth panels, legs wrapping around the digit thicker thicker than your arm. "Ramattra," You whine as you grind, swivel your hips desperately, body heating and aching for release-

And his joint locks in place, no longer dancing away to keep the pressure light. It’s just enough, enough for you to cant your hips and rut for that base pleasure and cum in his palm, crying out as your fingernails bite into the tiny crevasses between his plates. When you open your eyes again, you’re bathed in his purple light.

[attic-club-sandwich]

Summary: MC wakes one night to a familiar problem. Someone else is also awake at that hour and he comes to comfort them. A short drabble about MC getting their period for the first time since regaining their human form in the Devildom

Belphegor x afab!MC

CW: MC has a vagina and menstruates. Period content. Blood Mentions.

A/N: Well guys, this is the end of Only Human for the 7 brothers! I appreciate you all reading and following this series!! Let me know if you'd be interested in reading the side characters (Dia, Barb, Solomon, & Simeon) and feel free to request too :) I really hope you enjoy Belphie's! I went all out for his cause it's the last and he's one of my faves. I also headcanon that they each have their own bathrooms. Idk i just feel like that makes sense lol There also had to be one in the attic too right? Cause Belphie was locked up there for quite awhile. So, there's a bathroom in the attic I make the rules here.

Masterlist

Only Human

You had been sleeping soundly when you were awoken by an intense cramping in your lower stomach. The sensation was beginning to mingle into your dreams, causing you to stir awake. You let out a quiet groan as you stretched, bumping the figure that was snoring softly next to you. Oh yeah, you thought. I had a headache earlier so Belphegor convinced me to go lay down with him. The two of you had snuck off to the attic after dinner to get some peace and quiet from the rest of the brothers, and at some point you must have dozed off.

You reached over to feel for your D.D.D, but it was gone. You leaned over the side of the bed to see it had fallen to the floor next to you. Picking it up, you tapped the screen to see that it was around 2:00 a.m. You rubbed your eyes and yawned as you set your phone back down on the bedside table. The attic was dark except for the warm glow of the lanterns that hung above the bed. You sat quietly for a few moments, focusing your gaze on the gentle rising and falling of Belphie’s chest as he slept. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep like this. You smiled, but were cut short at the stabbing pain in your abdomen. Wincing, you hugged your knees to your chest. What the hell do I do? You began to panic, wondering if the small half bath that was in the back of the attic had anything useful to you. Your period had obviously come while you were asleep, and you were in no way prepared. You had just gained back your human form not too long ago, and weren’t expecting to get back to normal bodily functions this soon. Swinging your legs over the side of the bed, you quietly got to your feet and tiptoed across the attic to the bathroom. Belphie was a heavy sleeper, but you really didn’t want to risk waking him up. As you entered the bathroom, you shut the door as softly as you could. There was a small cabinet under the sink, so you pulled it open to check for anything that could be useful. To your surprise, you saw a bottle of painkillers. Grabbing it, you ripped the cap off and tossed a couple of the pills into your mouth. “Thank God. Belphie must have had these with him when he was locked up here.” you whispered to yourself. Now that one problem was taken care of, you had a pretty obvious other problem that needed your attention. You sat down on the toilet, assessing the severity of your situation. Your stomach dropped as you realized the sleep shorts you changed into earlier were now stained red. Shit, I leaked through! You sniffed as tears formed in the corners of your eyes. What should I do? Call Lucifer? Barbatos? No, you didn’t want to bother them at this hour. Maybe Asmo would be your safest bet, as you felt he would be the most understanding out of all of the brothers.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard footsteps coming towards the door. Hopping up, you pulled up your shorts again and wiped your eyes. Your hand reached towards the door handle when suddenly it was yanked open and you were staring straight into the wide eyed stare of The Avatar of Sloth. His hair was messy, and the sweatpants he wore were untied and hung just low enough on his hips that you could catch a glance of the waistband of his underwear. “B-Belphie?!” you squeaked as he stepped into the bathroom with you. “MC! Theres…there’s blood…a-and I smell it on you…” his hands shook slightly and he brought them up to rest on your shoulders. “Whats going on? I didn’t…I didn’t do…” his voice trailed off as he met your tear filled stare. “Belphie, no! Of course you didn’t do this.” He let out a sigh of relief as he lowered his head to rest gently against your chest. “Thank Diavolo, holy shit…you scared me.” he murmured. He lifted his head back up, his eyebrows knitted together with worry. “Then what the hell is the blood?? Are you hurt?” You shook your head, blushing slightly. “No, I'm not hurt. I started my period and I don’t have anything…I bled through…” you said, quietly. Belphie’s violet eyes widened. “Your…period?” you nodded, unsure if he quite understood or not. “Do you…know what that is?” you asked. He ran his hand through his navy blue hair as he glanced away. “Yeah, kinda. I read about humans a lot back in the Celestial Realm because Lilith was so interested in them. I also read a lot when I was up here.” he chuckled, rolling his eyes. “I sound like Satan.” You giggled as you shook your head. “Never.” He smiled as he reached out to lace his fingers through yours. “So, what do you need?”

**

As he led you back to the bed, you groaned in embarrassment. The sheets where you had been sleeping had a large spot of blood on them. “I’m so sorry.” you said, covering your face in your hands. Belphie shrugged. “It’s really no big deal. I’m a demon, blood is not out of the ordinary. Let’s take them off and put them in the wash. I think Asmo keeps an extra stash of supplies in the laundry room, too.” He paused as he searched the room for something, “Oh, and take this, It should be long enough to cover you.” You sighed in relief as Belphie found the cardigan he’d been wearing and handed it over to you. “Thank you Belphie, I really appreciate it.” You said gratefully as you pulled the cardigan on. He smiled as you continued to help him remove the sheets from the bed. “It’s fine, I wouldn’t normally do this for anyone but…it’s you so it's okay.” His smile dropped as he glanced down at his feet. “Besides, I owe you a lot of favors.” You finished pulling the last of the sheets off the bed and the two of you quietly made your way downstairs. Thankfully no one was up at this hour, so you didn’t have to explain yourselves. Belphie pushed open the door to the laundry room and you threw the load of soiled sheets into the washer. He slowly added in some detergent and started it up. You could tell he was sleepy, but you were so grateful that he was willing to help you out at this hour. “There. I don’t feel like waiting so let’s just go back to my room to sleep.” You nodded, all of a sudden anxious. “But Beel is there right?” Belphie was reaching into one of the cupboards above the washer. “Yeah, but he’s probably asleep so it’ll be okay.” He opened the cupboard to grab a small box that was hidden towards the back. “Here, this is for you.” He handed the box to you and you saw that it was some pads. You almost cried, how did I manage to get so lucky? “T-Thank you Belphie…seriously, you just saved me.” Belphie yawned, ending it with a small smile. “You’re welcome. If Asmo notices they are gone, I’ll tell him that Mammon found them and sold them. Now come on, let’s head to bed already.” 

Once you had taken care of yourself and changed into a clean pair of shorts, you crawled into Belphie’s bed next to him. You were trying to keep as quiet as possible so you didn’t wake Beel who was snoring softly in the bed across the room. You felt arms wrap themselves around your waist and you were surprised that the 7th born hadn’t fallen asleep waiting for you. You yawned as he planted a soft kiss to the side of your head. “Are you feeling better?” he whispered, nuzzling his head into your neck. You nodded. “Yeah, the cramps have mostly gone away.” He hummed, feeling happiness bubble in his chest. “I’m glad I could help.” A few moments of silence passed, and you turned to see Belphie sleeping soundly once more. He really was tired, and yet he did all of that for me, you thought to yourself. You were still smiling when you eventually drifted off to sleep, comforted by the knowledge that peaceful dreams were on their way.