#jake sully angst

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Hiii I have a request!! Ok it’s kinda long cause it’s all a dream I had

Jake sully x reader

Ok let’s say reader and jake were married before everything (when he was still human) and she got knocked up by him and lates say like in the movie jake falls for neytiri and reader finds out and during the war reader gets injured and they take her to eywa, eywa saves her baby but it’s transformed to a Navi baby (let’s say it’s neteyam) while reader is stuck still being human so yk Jake and neytiri takes care of the kid it’s angsty especially with neteyams death

hey bestie, so i saw that you sent this same exact request to another writer(same exact wording as well). was thinking about not posting it now, but i wrote this at work and finished it so you’re getting two versions. but not very happy about this IMO, not very nice to go to different writers so you can get more/different versions of your request

pairing: jake sully x human fem!reader wc: maybe almost 1k warnings: blood, infidelity, mentions of pregnancy

masterlist / jake sully

this trip to pandora was pretty much your's and jake's honeymoon. away from home and family, now living on a foreign planet surrounded by scientists and the military. dream destination spot.

"this place is marvelous. a true beauty." in awe while the helicopter flew your small group over the pandorian forest. the lush green of the thriving trees mixed with the spectrum of colors was outstanding. only used to the muted palette of your dying earth.

jake sat beside you with his hand in yours, being oddly quiet for the chatter-mouth he normally is. "everything okay. handsome?" leaning into his space even though you have radios to hear each other.

jake looked away from the jungle and peered at you with shallow eyes. "yeah. yeah, all good."

-

two days after the ride they set jake up to test his avatar. he went into a pod structure and then about an hour later you saw him as a nine-foot blue-striped alien with feline features. his human features still showed through, your jake staying present.

when he came back to your shared quarters the both of you got handsy and frisky, acting like a pair of teenagers. the next morning both were naked and awoken by a loud pounding on your door.

"let's go jarhead! don't have all day!"

groans from jake and light giggles from you. he rolls over to press multiple kisses scattered over your face until he leaves a deep and final kiss upon your lips.

"i love you." his sparkling blues looked over your face. he steals an encore kiss, "I'll see you later." and he grabs his clothes from the floor before getting into his wheelchair.

"i love you too. be safe." called to him before the door shut closed.

-

"you're pregnant." jaw dropped involuntarily. "are- are you serious? i- I mean, are you sure?" your heart pitched up in speed on the machine.

max nodded while keeping a neutral expression. "I'm sure. three months along."

your hands cupped over your mouth as your vision blurred with tears, "holy shit."

"is... is that a good holy shit? or a bad holy shit?" max stepped forward while clinging to his clipboard.

a nod of your head, "a good holy shit. a very good holy shit."

later that night when jake returned from his training you broke the wonderful news.

"you serious?" and he sounded the farthest from happy. you faltered for a second before bouncing back. "yeah, max said I'm three months along. isn't this exciting! we can start a family on a thriving planet-"

"and start one on an alien world where everything is deadly. everything is dangerous here. the plants, animals, the locals! the natives hate us and they are barely warming up to me with these hours of training. a kid is not safe here!" jake's voice rose to a sharp yell causing you to flinch in both shock and fear.

"well, we'd- we'd keep them in hell's gate until then. wait until their of age." trying to get jake to warm up to the concept just a little. "aren't- aren't you at least a- a little happy? you're gonna be a father!"

you wrapped your arms around your elbows, protecting yourself from any harsh words to be thrown. jake scoffed while shaking his head.

"no. i'm not. my father was shitty, treating my brother with his respect while I was just dirt. now I'm gonna end up repeating that cycle!" rubbing his hands over his face in stress.

you jumped quickly to his defense. "no you're not. you'll be a great father, gentle and caring. i know it, they'll love you." setting slow steps toward jake, stretching a hand out to comfort him.

-

four months have passed. you were showing more each week and even found out it was a boy. jake was still training with the omatikaya clan to gain their trust. having two separate lives, exploring the world of pandora as one of the people, and at night he's back in his human body that’s getting weaker each day. it's caused the two of you to hit a rocky patch in your new marriage.

jake barely spoke to you when he came to bed, still giving his touches but those have been lessening each night. he can’t keep eye contact with you now, you miss gazing into his clear eyes as you get lost in dreams. he would avoid any of your questions about his day, especially ones that involved her.

that gut feeling told you he didn't love you anymore. ever since the pregnancy announcement he's been completely different. it caused tears to sting your eyes when you think about the possibility he fell in love with her, dreams about her while he’s beside you.

"jake?" calling his name before he could slip away from the day. he stopped just before the door, keeping his back to you.

"do- do you still love me? cause if you don't just- just tell me. it's breaking my heart to just take this silent treatment, having you slowly retreat from me. just tell me you don't love me, that you love her now. just tell the truth." cracked voice and hiccuping breathes. you thought you were on the verge of passing out with your ragged inhales.

he still didn't bother looking at you. if he did you would see how his eyes are screwed shut and his mouth twisted in a grimce. small tears staining his skin as he replied in a cool and collected voice.

"i don't love you anymore and i'm sorry." jake left before you could say anything, leaving you to sob alone and hold your bump in a cradle.

-

a week later all hell broke loose for every species on pandora. a war between the greedy corporations and the locals of the planet. you, max, and trudy helped free grace, norm, and jake from their cell. it was a race against time, too much happening at once to process the damage taken.

both you and grace were shot, losing blood and slowly dying. jake said he was gonna take the both of you to the spirit tree to have mo'at save the three of you.

"it's gonna be okay, baby. everything is gonna be okay." jake's voice broke as his hands caressed your paling face. tear rolling in drops to his cheeks. you tried smiling for him, showing you were fine.

"it's okay, handsome. just save the baby. be his father." jake sobbed, "i- I can't do- do this without you."

you shushed him while running a heavy hand over his head, "yes you can. you have people around you and- and you have neytiri. someone who loves you." jake scrunched his face, 'i'm sorry, baby. so so sorry." giving a rock to your body.

your skin was feeling colder and you could feel your heart slowing. "jake... can i- can I have a- a kiss? for goodbye?"

"you're not leaving. you'll be okay." his thumb smoothing over your skin. eyes dimming in shine. "of course,' words getting breathy, "I still want a kiss, handsome." sleepy eyes taking in all of your husband's details. for the final time.

jake stared into your shrinking pupils before leaning down so his lively lips connected with your bloody ones. "I'll always love you, jake sully." whispered to his lips with your last breath.

-

almost a month after the fire had settled, most of the humans were taken back to earth, and the clans began rebuilding. jake is now the lead for the people of the omatikaya clan. toruk makto gone until he is needed again.

jake was out by a stream collecting fish for the communal meal later that night. the quiet always helped him at times and allowed him to reminisce on the past. flashes of your face or smile, small bites of your laughter ringing within his ears. thinking of how he should’ve treated you better, wishing he could have a second chance at human life with you.

jake knew he didn't deserve your final words, but he held them close in his heart.

"ma jake." neytiri's soothing voice filled the silent air. he turned on his heel and smiled as she came closer. "yawne," holding a hand out for her to grab. he pressed three kisses upon her knuckles.

neytiri's lips parted in a smile. "i have blessed news, ma jake." he waited for her to continue, eyes taking in her glowing face.

"i am with child."

and instead of that gut-wrenching feeling he was expecting to feel the first time this news dropped, it was only solemn. a sad happiness crashing over him in waves.

but he didn't need to force a smile, it came with ease was he whispered, "that's- that's wonderful news."

-

a/n: i fridged the reader i know! (if you don't know where fridging a female character came from look it up)

jake sully taglist: @singular-itae / @websterss

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ꕥ — Found Someone Better / A New Tide

Genre — Chapter four: Part Two

Artists — Tonowari x fem!avatar!reader

Lyrics — After hearing the warriors talk about you Tonowari realizes just how much he wants your relationship to go public so the next time he sees you he makes his feelings known. While you’re living your life is thriving among the Metkayina, the Omatikaya clan, specifically the Sully Family is in shambles.

Music Advisory — Pre-Atwow, fluff, angst, hurt, kissing, jealous/territorial!Tonowari, mention of secret relationship, pivotal moments

Notes — This a direct continuation from Chapter Four: Part One, I would highly recommend reading it before starting this one!

Duration — 5.0k

Words From Artist — A new addition to the series is finally here! I know it’s been a while since Part one so I’m glad to be finally posting this. I know a lot of you guys have been wondering about how Jake and Neytiri feel so here’s your chance to see their side of things! I hope y’all enjoy and always feel free to comment and reblog, I love reading y’all reactions!

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The sun is shining brightly over the island as you approach the secluded spot Tonowari had shown you when you and him first started dating and wanted some time alone. The crash of the waves echoes against the towering rocks, and while you’re walking the beauty of it all distracts you from the long day you’ve had in the healing pod, patching up warriors and taking care of sick children.

When you get closer to your meeting location you see him leaning against a nearby boulder with a hardened look on his face. He looks different than he did when you parted ways this morning, he’s tense, his broad shoulders are rigid, and his jaw is tightened. There’s a storm in his usually calm blue eyes, and before you can get out a full sentence, Tonowari strides toward you.

“Hey, I—” your words lodge in your throat as his hands grab your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. His lips crash into yours in a kiss that’s so deep and possessive it takes your breath away. It’s not the soft, familiar kiss that you’re used to receiving from him. This kiss is rough, heated, intense, as though he’s trying to convey something through his actions.

When he finally pulls back, both of you are breathing hard, and you can feel the tension radiating off his skin. Your lips tingle from the force of his kiss, but instead of saying anything right away, you raise a teasing brow, wondering where this side of him came from. “Well,” you say, a smirk tugging at your lips, while trying to calm down your breathing. “it looks like somebody missed me today.”

Tonowari huffs a soft laugh, brushing a strand of hair out of your face while his eyes still hover over you. “Missed you? I’ve been thinking about you all day. Especially since…” His jaw tightens again as his hands slide up to your torso and back down to your waist, holding you tightly as if he doesn’t want to let you go.

“Since what?” you prompt, tilting your head in curiosity, wondering what’s going through his head because you can already sense there’s a reason behind his current behavior.

He hesitates for a brief moment, as though he’s debating how much he should say. “Earlier some of the warriors were speaking about you.” he says, his voice low but laced with restrained anger. “Saying they wanted to court you…” His words trail off, but the sharp edge in his tone makes it clear just how much their comments bothered him.

Your eyes widen slightly in surprise, but his words warm you in a way you hadn’t expected. “Oh.” you say softly, a hint of amusement creeping into your tone. Seeing this side of Tonowari was cute, this was the first time you’ve seen him jealous or territorial when it comes to you before so seeing him upset like this amuses you. “So that kiss was your way of…” you pause, trying to find the right phrase to use. “claiming me?”

Tonowari narrows his eyes at your teasing, though there’s the faintest hint of a smirk on his lips. “If that’s what you want to call it,” he murmurs, leaning closer so that his forehead rests against yours, “then yes. I want to make sure there is no doubt in your mind, or anyone else’s, about who you belong to.”

You can’t help but laugh at the seriousness in his tone, even as a purple hue creeps up your cheeks. “Well, I think you’ve made your point.” you say, wrapping your arms around his neck. “But just so we’re clear, I’ve only ever belonged to you, Tonowari.”

His expression softens at your words, and the tension in his shoulders finally eases. “Good,” he says simply, his voice still holding that protective edge. “Because I will not let anyone take you from me.”

Tonowari kisses you again, softer this time but with that same fire from before, and you melt into his embrace, letting his warmth and love wash over you like the waves crashing against the shore nearby. When he finally pulls back, he looks down at you, his eyes looking more calm and relaxed than before. Talking to you has definitely calmed his spirits but there’s still one more topic he wants to talk to you about now so he can fully have a peace of mind.

“I don’t want to hide you anymore.” He blurts out. “I don’t want to pretend you’re just a member of the clan. I want everyone to know what we have, to know that you’re mine and mine only.”

His words take you by surprise, causing your teasing smile to fade. You’ve always known how much Tonowari cares for you, but hearing him so serious about taking your relationship public brings up more questions than answers. “Are you sure?” you ask softly, your voice holding a hint of hesitation. “The clan… they might not understand. Ronal was their Tsahìk. I know she’s special to them.”

Tonowari’s face softens at your words, his thumb gently brushing over your cheek, thinking it’s sweet how you’re so caring about others emotions before your own. “They may not understand at first,” he admits, “but I will not allow anyone to question what we have. I’ll face whatever comes. We’ll show them that this is real, that this isn’t about replacing anyone.”

“But what if they judge you for it?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper. “What if they think you’re moving on too quickly, or that I’m not the right fit for you… for them?”

“Ronal will always have a place in my heart,” He says quietly. “But like you said before, that doesn’t mean I can’t move forward. I haven’t felt peace since she passed, and you—” He pauses, his voice emotions starting to catch up with him. “You’ve brought light back into my life. And I want to honor that, openly. I want to stand beside you, show the clan that you are my partner in every sense.”

Your heart stirs at his words, and you feel your own hesitation begin to wash away. He’s not just offering a public acknowledgment of your relationship, he’s offering a place for you beside him, not hidden, but seen and respected. You feel his conviction, his strength, and it gives you the courage you need. “If this is what you want,” you begin slowly, grabbing his hand, meeting his gaze with a sense of certainty. “then I’ll stand by you.”

With the decision to go public about your relationship now made, you and Tonowari settle into a comfortable silence, each of you absorbing the weight of the path ahead. But then, as if he’s reading your thoughts, Tonowari brings up the next hurdle. “You’ll need to tell Lo’ak, and I’ll need to speak with Tsireya and Ao’nung.” he says, glancing over at you. “I think Tsireya will understand but Ao’nung may need a bit more convincing. He was close to his mother, and he may have… expectations about how things should remain.”

You nod, understanding how it might talk to the children a while to grasp the idea of you and him together. “Yes, I understand. Lo’ak is a bit protective of me too, but I think he’ll see how much this means to me, to us.”

A thoughtful pause hangs between you both as an idea pops in your head. “What if we tell them all at once?” you suggest, glancing up at him. “It might be better to have this conversation together, so they can see that we’re united in this decision. We can answer their questions, face any concerns they have openly, and reassure them that they’re still our priority.”

Tonowari considers this, nodding slowly. “Yes, I think that’s a great idea. It will help them see that we’re serious, that we’ve thought this through. And it might reassure Ao’nung to see how carefully we’re approaching this.”

You squeeze his hand, comforted by his steady conviction. “It will take time, and we’ll be patient. We’re asking them to adjust to something new.”

Tonowari leans forward, pressing his forehead gently to yours. “Whatever challenges come, we’ll face them together. This is our family we’re building, and we’ll take all the time needed for each of them to feel at peace with it.”

With your hearts now settled on this new plan, a quiet confidence fills you both. You know there may be questions, and even doubts, but together, you know that you and Tonowari will make it through this, uniting not only as a couple but as a family.

—

You arrange a simple dinner in your mauri, filling your home with the scents of delicious fish and fresh herbs, hoping it will help create a comforting atmosphere for the children. Tonowari arrives just as the sun begins to set, a calm presence as he greets you with a reassuring smile. You exchange a quiet nod, feeling a shared determination settle between you as the children gather together in the play area of the mauri.

With all of them playing with Lo’ak’s toys and enjoying themselves, you and Tonowari have a few moments to talk before dinner begins and you disclose your relationship. “Are you ready for this?” Tonowari comes beside you, bending to your level as you're adding the last finishing touches to the food.

You pause for a moment, your fingers hovering over the dishes as you turn to meet Tonowari’s gaze. His eyes are filled with patience, but there’s a quiet intensity in them as well, he understands the weight of this moment. You take a deep breath before nodding, feeling the slight flutter of nerves in your stomach. “Yeah, I’m ready. I just hope that the kids take it well.”

“They will, once we explain everything so they can understand and see that what we have is serious and that we love each other.” Tonowari says, placing a soft kiss against your temple, causing your nerves to feel a little at ease now.

You take another deep breath, feeling a wave of calm and confidence from Tonowari’s reassurance. “I just want them to understand that we’re not trying to replace anyone, and that we’ve thought this through. I don’t want Ao’nung and Tsireya to feel like I’m stepping into their mother’s place.”

Tonowari nods, understanding what you mean because he’s been having the same thoughts, hoping his children accepts the news because he hasn’t brought any women around romantically since the passing of Ronal and he doesn’t want them to feel like he’s trying to replace her because that’s of course not his intention. “We’ll make it clear to them that nothing is being taken away. This is just a new chapter for us all, and we’ll face it together.”

“And Lo’ak? I don’t want him to feel like things are changing too much.” With him finally getting settled into your new lifestyle in Awa’atlu; making new friends, joining the children’s warrior training where they learn the basics, and adjusting to the Metkayina culture, you don’t want to burden him with more change or make him feel like the dynamic between you and him will become different since Tonowari’s in your life now.

Tonowari smiles softly, already knowing what to say to make you feel better. “Lo’ak will see that we’re not rushing anything, that we’re here to stay, and that things won’t change between you and him. Patience is all he needs.”

From those words the last of your nerves ease away. As the children laugh in the background, their voices light and carefree, you feel a warmth fill your heart. For a moment, you let yourself imagine this new future, a blended family finding peace and happiness together.

You glance at Tonowari again, a soft smile coming across your lips, your hand instinctively reaching for his, your thumb brushing against his skin in a soothing rhythm. “You always know what to say, don’t you?”

Tonowari chuckles, the sound low yet comforting to your soul. He looks down at your hand, his own fingers curling slightly around yours before he raises his eyes to meet yours again. “I’ve learned from the best.” He replies, matching your playful tone while his words are sincere. “You always know how to calm my thoughts. I just try to return the favor.”

His gaze softens, a hint of tenderness in his eyes as he holds your hand a little tighter, bringing the back of your hand to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss on your skin. “We will get through this together.”

You feel another wave of reassurance wash over you at his words, the small moment between you two grounding you before the bigger conversation with the children. “Yeah, we will.”

While Tonowari helps you do some last minute preparations, Tsireya’s melodic voice calls out, “Is it time to eat yet? It smells so good!” Her bright smile is enough to lighten the atmosphere, and you chuckle while checking on the grilled fish that's sitting on the cooking fire, flipping it to its other side so it can cook for a few more minutes.

“Almost, Tsireya!” you call back, looking behind her and seeing Ao’nung and Lo’ak with their hands on their stomachs, saying that they're hungry and that their tummies are rumbling. “Why don’t you all come and sit down? We need to talk about something really quick before we eat.”

The children exchange curious glances but obey, taking their places around the wooden table in the common area. Ao’nung sits down with a skeptical look, folding his arms, while Tsireya is calm and attentive, her curiosity more open than guarded unlike her brother. Lo’ak’s expression is a little bit harder to read. His gaze shifts between you and Tonowari, sensing the seriousness of the conversation but not sure what’s the meaning of it.

Once you and Tonowari sit down he’s the first to speak, his voice calm but serious as he leads the conversation. “There is something we need to share with you all.” he begins, looking from Tsireya to Ao’nung, then to Lo’ak. “For the last few months, y/n and I have been spending a lot of time together and have decided to become… more than friends. We are,” Tonowari grabs your hand, wanting to give the children a visual to show them that you both are united. “a couple now.”

When the kids hear that all of their ears perk up, wondering what all of this means. “So does that mean you’re like girlfriend and boyfriend now?” Ao’nung asks, his brow bones furrowed as he tries to fully grasp what his father is saying.

Tonowari smiles softly, nodding his head in agreement with his son. He knows the kids are too young to fully understand the differences between dating, courting, and marriage, so he chooses to keep it simple for them so they can understand. “Yes, Ao’nung, that’s right.” he says, his hand gently squeezing yours in a quiet show of affection.“We care about each other a lot, so we decided to be together. Kind of like how Rotxo’s Mom and her mate are.” He decides to use an example of a couple that the children are familiar with and Padma and her mate are the best choice, they are one of the most loving couples on the island and have been together since childhood.

Tsireya’s eyes light up with a soft, understanding smile as she takes in what you and Tonowari are saying. She tilts her head slightly, her curiosity now shifting to excitement. “Does that mean you love each other? Like… love love?” she asks with a gentle tone, her voice carrying the innocence of someone who just wants to make sure she understands the meaning of being a ‘couple’.

You smile at her, nodding gently. “Yes, Tsireya, we do love each other.” you say, feeling a little flutter in your chest at how easily she seems to accept it. “And being together makes us really happy.”

Tsireya beams, sitting up straighter. “So you’re like… best friends but better!” she says, her little voice filled with excitement as she swings her legs under the table.

While Tsireya is taking the news well and practically envisioning all the fun girly things she can do with you since Tonowari is courting you, Ao’nung wrinkles his nose, crossing his arms as he thinks about what this will mean for their future. “Is y/n going to be our new mom now?” he blurts out, speaking for both himself and his sister, his tone cautious but straightforward.

Tonowari’s hand tightens around yours briefly before he releases it to place a steadying hand on Ao’nung’s shoulder. “No, son.” he says firmly but gently. “Your mother is irreplaceable, and she will always hold a special place in our hearts. This isn’t about replacing anyone, it’s about finding a way forward. Eywa teaches us that life continues, and we must honor those we’ve lost by embracing the present and the future.”

You nod in agreement with your future mate, supporting his words and saying a few of your own so Ao’nung will know how you feel about the situation. “I don’t want to replace your mom.” you explain softly, leaning forward a little. “Ronal will always be you and Tsireya’s mom, and no one can ever take her place. I just want to be here to help, to make sure you’re happy and taken care of.”

Ao’nung’s gaze lingers on both of you for a moment longer, as if he’s trying to read you and see if you’re being sincere about your intentions with his father and honoring his mothers memory. Despite the boy being young, he’s a smart kid and he can sense energies, and he can tell yours is good and that you mean well so after a few moments of thinking he decides that he’s fine with this arrangement. “Okay but as long as we don’t forget her.”

“Never.” Tonowari promises, tightening his grip on his son's shoulder as a form of reassurance.

Lo’ak, who’s been unusually quiet, shifts in his seat. He wonders how this new relationship will affect the bond you and him have. He can see that you’re happy but since you’re technically the only family he has now he doesn’t want to lose you. “Does this mean things are going to change for us?” he asks, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and worry.

When you hear the worry in his voice your expression softens as you reach across the table, placing a reassuring hand over his. “Not in the way you’re thinking.” you say softly. “You’re my son, Lo’ak, and nothing will ever change that. My love and commitment to you will always come first. Tonowari understands that, and we both want you to feel safe and comfortable.”

“This is a new step for all of us, but it doesn’t mean anyone is losing anything. I would never want to take your mom away from you.” Tonowari says, co-signing what you’ve said and adding his own thoughts to make Lo’ak feel more at ease.

Lo’ak studies you both for a moment before giving a small, thoughtful nod. “Okay.” he says quietly. “As long as you’re happy, I’m cool with it.”

A wave of relief washes over you, and you smile warmly at your son, your chest swelling with pride at his maturity. “Thank you, Lo’ak.” you say, squeezing his hand.

With the heavier conversation behind you, the atmosphere in the mauri lightens. Ao’nung even cracks a small smile as Tsireya teases him about how serious he looked during the talk. Lo’ak leans back, his shoulders visibly relaxing, and soon the children are chatting about other things, including the usual sibling bickering.

“Alright, let’s eat!” Tsireya says, bouncing in her seat as the smell of the food catches her attention again. “I’m soooo hungry!” She exclaims, her stomach beginning to growl as the aroma fills the room.

“You’re always hungry.” Ao’nung jokes, thinking his sister is the greediest na’vi on Pandora despite her always denying it.

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

Their playful bickering makes you laugh, finding it amusing and as Tonowari helps you bring the food to the table, you feel a sense of hope settle in your chest, hope that all of your lives will blend beautifully. This might be a new chapter for all of you, but it’s starting on a solid foundation, one that’s filled with love and understanding.

—

The Omatikaya clan has never been one for quiet moments. Even in the vast forest, the air is always filled with the chatter of family and the warmth of communal life. But since the night Lo’ak and you had vanished off the face of the earth, leaving nothing behind but your last words and final thoughts, for the Sully family the forest has grown unnervingly still.

Jake’s frustration is like a storm. He’s been a proud leader for so long, always knowing what to do, say, think, and handle every curveball life throws at him, all of those qualities couldn’t help him figure out how to handle this situation. He never expected you to actually leave after you expressed your feelings of wanting out of the marriage, he just assumed you would eventually get over it and things would go back to normal.

Jake has always prided himself on his ability to protect his family, to keep things together, but the cracks have been showing for a while now, despite him trying to make things seem perfect but with things now out in the open, he can’t do anything to cover it up.

Neytiri has also been struggling with your disappearance. The absence of her mate, the missing pieces to her family, cut deeper than any wound she’s ever received in battle. At first, it was just the hollow ache of not seeing your face at the breakfast table and not hearing your voice in the quiet moments but soon, it was the overwhelming realization that over the years she and Jake had taken you for granted, that you were the steady hand that held everything in your household together.

They realized that it was you who quietly nurtured and took care of the children, who offered kindness even when it was never reciprocated, who kept your mauri looking spotless and made sure they never had to worry about anything after coming home from a long day. Now with you gone, the house is chaotic. There were no longer quiet meals, no soft words of encouragement, no time for the mated pair to spend hours in the forest having romantic talks and sexual relations, all their time was spent taking care of the clan and their children.

Speaking of children, with you gone they’re all out of sorts, especially the two older ones, Neteyam and Kiri, who felt the shift in their family dynamic. Tuk, though just a baby, seemed to sense the tension that lingered in the air of their home. She cried more than usual, her small hands reaching for something she couldn’t name, someone she couldn’t find. Even Spider, the human boy who had spent most of his time with the Sully’s, can feel a difference in the atmosphere when he steps into the Sully’s home.

Jake and Neytiri’s marriage, already fragile, is now stretched to its breaking point. They’ve tried their best to keep things normal but with the responsibilities of caring for three children (four if you include Spider), and one of them a baby, and the heavy guilt of losing you and Lo’ak, they are slowly unraveling. Jake found himself retreating into his duties as the clan leader, burying himself in tasks he can control. Neytiri, once so fierce in her role as protector, found herself unable to be that same strong figure without you there to support her. They fight more now, their conversations growing sharper, more accusatory, as they both blamed the other for the rupture in their family.

While the Sullys grieved, they aren’t the only ones who feel your absence. The Omatikaya, the people who had embraced you as one of their own, mourned your departure as well. When word spread through the village that you and Lo’ak had left, an unsettling sadness settled over the clan.

You’ve always been a vital part of their community, not just as the mate of their Olo’eyktan but as a guiding force of kindness and strength. You were always willing to help, always there to offer comfort, and ready to teach and uplift those around you. Without you, the village felt less whole, less stable.

For a long time, there have been whispers among the people. Speculation of your relationship with your now ex-mates. Some had noticed the tension in your marriage, the way your light had dimmed over the years, wearing shawls to cover your exposed skin, the way you carried burdens that should not have been yours alone. No one was ever able to fully connect the dots and realize the abuse that went on behind closed doors. Everything was merely just suspicions that had never been confirmed, until you left. It became clear that with whatever was going on in your home you had reached a breaking point, which left the people questioning everything.

“What kind of leaders allow such things to happen in their own home?” one elder murmured during a private gathering. “If this can happen to her, their mate, what message does it send to the rest of the people?”

The elders, once steadfast in their loyalty to Jake and Neytiri, found themselves wondering if the couple was the best choice to lead the clan. For years, the pair had been admired by all Na’vi for their strength and leadership and their ability to guide the Omatikaya through war and hardship. But now, the cracks in their image had been exposed for all to see.

While the rest of the clan was engulfed in uncertainty, grief, and stirring up a quiet rebellion, one person who seemed the most silent, the most in control, was Mo’at. She watches as the weight of your absence pressed upon the village, sees how people whisper behind Jake and Neytiri’s backs, and how the elders exchange troubled glances. She observed the way the once-unshakable leadership of her daughter and son-in-law teetered under the weight of their own mistakes.

Despite knowing how everyone is pained by your absence she doesn’t speak. Not when Jake comes to her, desperate, his voice rough with frustration as he demands answers. Not when Neytiri, her own daughter, pleads with her, her eyes wild with unshed tears, her hands trembling as she asks, “Where has she gone, Mother? Tell me how to fix this.”

She’s seen the truth of things, the pain that stems from loving the “happy” couple. Mo’at had been there when you had come to her, broken and bruised, tears pouring from your eyes after another fight with Jake and Neytiri. She had seen the way you tried to keep everything together, how you bore the brunt of the hurt while still offering love and kindness. She had watched you endure it all, watched as you gave and gave, only to be left feeling unseen, unheard, and abused.

The day you left Mo’at had embraced you one last time, whispered a blessing over your head, and sent you on your way. Not because she didn’t love you, but because she did. Because she knew that, for the first time in a long time, you were choosing yourself, you were trying to search for happiness, something you haven’t felt in a long time.

So when the Olo’eyktan and Tsarakem are in her presence once again, asking about your whereabouts, Mo’at doesn’t give them an answer, not even a slightest clue of where on Pandora you could be making your new home.

“You do not deserve to know.” She says while facing them with an upset expression, her words filled with a heavy tone of judgment.

Jake’s frustration flares, his hands balling into a fist as if he wants to hit something. “She is my mate! Lo’ak is my son! I have a right—”

Mo’at’s throws her hand up, silencing him, not wanting to hear him speak as though he actually cares. “And did you act as though she was your mate? Did you treat her as such? Did you make her feel loved? Did you make her feel safe?”

Jake clenches his jaw, but he had no answer.

Neytiri’s voice is hoarse, mostly from crying and yelling at Jake prior to coming here. “Mother, please—”

Mo’at turned to her daughter, the disappointment in her eyes cutting deeper than any blade. “You, of all people, should have done better. She stood by you, cared for your children as if they were her own, bore the weight of your home while you and Jake were too blind to see. And when she cried for help, did you listen?”

Neytiri swallowed thickly, her head bowing in shame.

Mo’at exhaled, her voice softer now, but still firm. “Until you understand what you have done, until you know the pain you have caused her and my grandson, you will never find them.”

And with that, she says no more. She had spoken the truth, and though Jake and Neytiri were furious, neither of them could argue or muster a rebuttal. Deep down, they know they had failed you. They had failed Lo’ak. And now, it was too late to fix their mistakes.

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The Last Time

A/N: okay, I know I've got requests and all, but this popped into my mind and if I don't write it now it'll fade. Anddd I'll write a part 2 for this as well, so don't be too heartbroken.

Summary: Just as you and widowed Jake Sully had found love and companionship and a home in each other, he's forced to go to the Metkayina clan in order to keep the Omaticaya safe from the Sky People. All too soon, you have to say goodbye.

Warnings: Angst. Smut. Angst. Angst. Angst. I'm so sorry 😭 and I didn't proofread it sooo don't see any mistakes

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Jake doesn't have to say anything. He walks into your shared tent and takes one look at you and he knows.

Your eyes are red from crying, tears streaming down your face. Your arms are wrapped around yourself, and you sob softly.

He'd wanted to be the one to tell you. He wanted you to hear the news from his mouth. But it seems someone else beat him to that.

He sighs softly, approaching you, his emotions torn between aching melancholy and searing rage. He doesn't want to leave, but he has to. Fuck, he has to. It's for your own safety. The humans will never stop until they're through with Jake. And he can't risk you—or anyone else in the clan—to be collateral damage.

“Baby...,” he starts quietly, but he quickly realizes that he has nothing else to say. He doesn't know what to say, what to do. He's breaking from the inside out and, what's worse, he's breaking you too.

You sniffle, a soft sob leaving you. “Please, don't go,” you tell him, voice weak and broken. “Please.”

Jake shakes his head as he reaches you, holding your face in his hands. “I can't stay,” he replies, the pain clear in his strained voice. “I can't stay.”

You sob. “Then take me with you,” you reply, placing your hands on his waist and pulling him closer. “You don't have to leave without me. I'll go with you, and I'll adapt to the Metkayina clan, I promise.”

Jake smiles, but it's a sad, tearful smile. His eyes well up, and his voice grows ragged with ache. “No, baby. You'll stay here. This is your home—”

“You are my home,” you cut in, sniffling.

He shakes his head. “I won't do this to you. You deserve to stay here with your family, with your friends,” he tells you. “You deserve a life I can't offer you.”

You sob, lower lip trembling, and you shake your head. “No,” you say, voice wavering. “No. Jake, please...”

He closes his eyes, the pain slashing through his heart. He places his forehead against yours, his nose nuzzling yours. “I'm sorry, baby.”

You sob, your body quaking, and you hold onto him for dear life. Jake's own heart is tearing itself into pieces, shreds that, like leaves fallen from trees, slowly crumble up and die.

Little by little. It's a painstaking, excruciating death. And he wishes you didn't have to feel this too.

He kisses your forehead, then kisses your nose. “I'm sorry,” he says quietly. “I wish things were different, but...I'm sorry.”

You sniffle, nodding. “I know, I know,” you reply, crying.

He takes one look at your broken expression and he feels as if his chest were caving in. He kisses your lips softly, gently. He's so familiar with the feeling of them against his mouth, his shoulder, his forehead. He tries to commit them to memory, knowing that this is probably the last time he'll kiss you.

You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him close. He places his hands on your waist and softly caresses your hips.

His touch is electrifying. Every time he grazes your skin with his fingers, you find your body alight with burning desire. A love that seems to ignite a spark somewhere in your heart, a place reserved just for him.

He holds you tighter, pressing your body to his. He wants to sear the memory into his mind, wants to feel your body against his forever.

His hands move from your waist to your ass, softly caressing you, and then his mouth is devouring yours. He slides his tongue into your mouth and kisses you passionately, slowly, taking his time to taste and memorize you.

He slowly begins to lower you to the ground, and you cry more, sobbing. He keeps kissing you. “I love you..I love you.”

“Don't-don't say it like it's a goodbye,” you hiccup. “Please, don't.”

He gets you on your back on the ground, kissing your neck. “Let's say it's not the last time,” he says softly. “Let's forget about tomorrow and just live in the moment, okay?” He kisses your lips tenderly. “Only thing that matters is tonight. You and me.”

You sniffle, heart cracking into a thousand little pieces that lodge into your lungs, making it painful to breathe. But you nod. You nod because this is all you're going to get with him, this is the last thing you can give each other.

You kiss him, pulling him on top of you. His hands roam over your waist, feeling your skin. Every single curve and edge, every dip and rise. It's all memorized in his fingers, but he just wants to touch it all one more time.

He kisses your jaw, your neck, inhaling your scent thay he's always loved. A mix of rainforest and flower, something earthy and sweet that brings him peace. He softly kisses your shoulder, the same one he'd always kiss when you were out and about. If he ran into you at any given time, he'd kiss your shoulder.

He kisses it now, pretending this is one of the many causal kisses he's delivered to that particular spot. But he knows it's not. So his lips linger there for longer than necessary, feeling your skin, wishing it weren't the last time.

You tangle your fingers in his hair, softly caressing his head. You're still crying, tears of agony and frustration, a sour taste in the back of your mouth that feels awfully like grief.

He kisses your collarbone and then wanders between your breasts. He undoes your top gently and takes it off you, revealing your perfect chest. He's always loved this about you, ever since the first time he saw you naked. How many times has he kissed them? How many times has he nuzzled his face between them? How many times has he fallen asleep on them, listening to your steady heartbeat?

He kisses then each slowly, licking his way to your nipple. He sucks on it softly, his tongue rolling around it as he softly pinches your other nipple with his fingers.

You arch your back slightly, pushing your chest further into his face, and he smiles against you.

He moves to your other breast, paying it the same ardent devotion.

You close your eyes, just feeling his mouth around your nipple, remembering all the times you two have done this and wishing you had more time.

He kisses down the center of your torso, licking your stomach. He rubs his cheek against your tummy, feeling that familiar buzz of delight he always gets when he does it, but now it's pierced by that inevitable ache of loss. He's missing something he hasn't yet lost, but he knows it will happen eventually, and that's what hurts the most.

He makes his way lower, kissing over your womb, and it's here that he finally loses it. Quiet tears start falling from his eyes as he remembers all the moments where he'd place his hand there and promise you to start a family. And he remembers the glow in your eyes as you'd smiled.

He's grieving a family he never had. A void in his soul that he'll never get to heal.

He kisses your thighs, his tears falling onto the soft skin. The many times he's placed his head on them, his hand. The many times he's held onto them while you were on top. The many hickeys he's left on them.

His fingers are nimble as they undo your loincloth, gently pulling it off and leaving you bare.

He takes a moment to just stare at you, all of you on display for him. He takes his time, eyeing every single inch of you.

He tries to hide the pain in his face, but you can see it. His ears folded back, his tail dropping, his somber eyes...

You smile gently, signaling him to join you. He grins slightly, lowering himself between your thighs. He kisses just above your clit before licking up your slit.

You moan softly, hands softly caressing his hair. He smiles against your pussy, sucking on your folds, taking in the taste of your slick, the smell of you.

He's going to miss this, tasting you, eating you out, having you writhing under him...

His huge hands splay across your thighs, kneading the gentle flesh while his tongue delves into your velvet walls.

You whine softly, hips jerking as he presses his nose into your clit. His tongue is precise as it flicks against all your favorite spots. The sensation is familiar to you, one of the many things that Jake likes to treat you with.

You realize he's no longer going to be around, that you won't be able to give him bracelets and necklaces you've made yourself. Won't be able to take night strolls in the forest under the moon. Won't swim in the river. Won't climb trees. Won't race around in your ikran.

You cry silently, torn between pain and pleasure as he continues eating you out. You relish in the sensation of his hair between your fingers, the warmth of his wet mouth on your cunt, his hands on your thighs.

Jake works you up slowly, having the ridiculous sensation that he can't leave if you don't come on his mouth. So he drags it out, tries to make it last longer for you.

But no matter how slow he goes, or how much he wishes he could stop you from it, you come, body shuddering. You gasp, moaning softly, fingers tugging at his hair.

Jake kisses your pussy, your thighs, his face coated in your slick. He places wet, open-mouthed kisses up your stomach.

He then climbs on top of you, caging you beneath his large, warm body, and he kisses your mouth. You hold his face in your hands, kissing him back, sobbing softly as you hold onto him.

“Shh,” he coos, placing one of his hands on your upper back, pressing your body against his. “Shh. It's okay, baby. It's okay.”

You want to yell. You want to cry and kick and scream because it's not okay. It's not okay. You're losing him and it's not okay.

But you don't say that. You kiss him softly, basking in the feeling of his lips on yours. It's home. Peace. A safe haven...

He undresses himself and you run your hands over his torso, tracing every scar, knowing you're going to miss each and every one of them.

All of those spots you've kissed, you've licked. Every inch of his that you've loved and admired. You can't believe he's slipping through your fingers.

He kisses your neck, whispering in your ear, “I love you. I love you...”

He teases your folds with the bulbous head of his cock, tracing over your slit before sliding into you.

You moan softly, wrapping your legs around his waist, nails digging into his back. “I love you,” you reply. “So much.”

He groans softly as he fills you, tears spilling down his face. “I know you do, baby. I know you do...”

You sob softly, wishing you could keep him here forever. In this tent. In your arms. In your life.

You keep crying and Jake licks them away as he starts to softly thrust into you.

You hold him tight, hyper-aware of every single place where his body meets yours. You take in all the sensations. The warmth of his body, the roughness of his hands, the gentle kisses of his lips...

You can't help yourself. You really try to, but you can't pretend you're not going to lose him.

“I don't want you to go,” you say, sobbing. “Jake, please. I don't want you to go.”

Jake sniffles softly, kissing your forehead. “Baby, I know. I don't wanna leave either,” he responds. “But I have to.”

You sob softly, your hips grinding against his, moaning quietly. You try not to cry, try to keep the pain at bay, but it still shines through.

With every kiss, you cry more. With every touch, you break. With every single second that passes, you can feel the entire future you'd planned crumbling away.

Jake fucks you slowly, enjoying the feeling of your body. This is one of his favorite things to do with you. Not only because of the pleasure, but because it allows him to actually be with you. To connect deeply, to say thousands of words without speaking once.

The pain within you is almost unbearable. But the pleasure softly, gently overcomes it. You find yourself trembling slightly, moaning as you feel your orgasm growing within you.

“Jake, Jake...,” you moan, eyes fluttering shut, back arching.

“I know, baby,” he says, feeling your cunt tighten around his cock. “Come for me, yeah? I know you can do it, love.”

You mewl, biting your lower lip as you come, shuddering and squirming. You see little stars dancing behind your eyelids, your heart echoing in your ears. As you slowly come to, you feel the tears on your face, still falling.

Jake keeps going until he comes, his load spilling inside of you, and he grunts softly.

You hug him to you, your body shaking violently as you hold him tight. “Don't,” you whimper. “Don't...”

“I know, love. I know,” he whispers, hugging you back. “I don't want to. I don't want to, but I can't risk them hurting you. I can't...”

They already have, you want to say. They're taking you from me. Death would be a more merciful fate.

“I know,” you say softly. “I love you. I always will.”

He kisses your forehead, trying to keep himself from breaking down in front of you. He wants to stay strong, wants to let you know that everything will be okay.

Jake lies down beside you, spooning you where you lay. He traces his fingers over your hip, feeling your skin, exploring your body and admiring you. He's going to miss you so much. Those eyes of yours, your voice, your laugh...the way you talk. The way you wake up with your hair all messy. The way you pout when you get upset...

He waits until you fall asleep in his arms to cry. He cries silently, sobbing quietly, feeling his heart crumble to mere ashes, leaving a dark, dank, dead space in his chest.

The sun begins to rise on the horizon and Jake wants to push it away. Wants to stop it. He wants to pause time and stay in this moment forever.

He knows he can't. As the Pandora forest begins to wake up, he knows it's time to go.

As gently as he can, he slips away from you, standing quietly. He stares down at you, at your sleeping figure, watching your steady breathing. He wants to lie back down beside you, to stay here, forget about everything else.

But he wants to keep you safe more.

In the years to come, Jake will never know how he was strong enough to walk out of that tent without looking back.

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I swear I made this so sad for no reason. I'm so sorry.

You can find part 2 here

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guys... GUYS!!!! :(( he will always be one with Tommy... Jake's soul is inside the body that carries Tommy's DNA... I'm on the floor oh God

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Scenting

Neytiri x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader (minimal Jake x Reader x Neytiri)

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warnings: 18+ MDNI, claiming, protective!Alpha!Neytiri, clueless!omega!reader, himbo-type!alpha!Jake, P in V, A/B/O dynamic, threesome/throuple. The kids are in this but very briefly (mainly Lo’ak.) and they are aged way down. (Lo’ak is 5, Neteyam and Kiri are 6)

Translation:

Sa’nok - Mom (Neytiri)

Sa’nu - Mommy (Reader)

Muntxate - Wife/Female spouse

Jake was fucking into you relentlessly, all while Neytiri laid your head in her lap, pushing your sweaty baby hairs off of your forehead.

“I’m sorry!” You gasped out

“Oh you’re sorry?” Neytiri scoffed “Do you even know what you’re sorry for?”

You could only whine, Jake smirked down at you. Everything was overwhelming, you could smell both of them, they surrounded you. Not to mention Jake’s overly sized cock fucking your brains out.

“Aw, you gonna cum again?” Jake asked, beginning to quicken his pace, making your head lean farther into Neytiri’s lap

“Ah! I can’t!” You whine, almost thrashing against him “it’s too much!”

“Don’t fight it now.” Neytiri berated as she straightened you out, making you look at Jake as he fucked you

Jake moves with purpose, thrusting deep and hard, driving your pleasure higher and higher. Neytiri continues to scold you, her words like a whip that makes you moan even louder with each stroke.

He pushes you closer and closer to the edge, and you can’t help but to cry out in pleasure. You feel your whole body quivering with pleasure as you reach the peak. You collapse against Neytiri, exhausted, your body still tingling with pleasure. Neytiri releases you from her grip, her face still stern and unyielding. You lay there, spent and overstimulated.

“I should let him get you pregnant…” Neytiri chided “Then there would be know doubt of you belonging to us.”

You whined, trying to push away from Jake’s unruly thrusts.

“Oh you don’t like that? Maybe you shouldn’t flirt with other men of the clan and we wouldn’t have to do that.”

“I wasn’t flirting!” You whine

“Neytiri, give her a break.” Jake tilted his head, slowing his thrusts down.

Neytiri’s eyes snapped up to him, then back down to you. Her eyes softened just a bit. “Whatever you say.” She scoffed

Jake continued his thrusts until he was about to cum, which he then pulled out and released on your stomach.

Neytiri then pulled you up, sitting you in her lap. She began to nuzzle her head into your neck and shoulder, silently marking you as hers.

Jake had gotten up, getting a cloth to wipe his cum off of you.

“Thank you.” You sleepily sighed against Neytiri’s skin.

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You were left alone the next morning, woken up by Jake with a kiss to your forehead and Neytiri was already gone.

All that you could smell was Jake and Neytiri.

Her sweet smell engulfed you, and his muskier smell comforted you.

Jake hadn’t cleaned up very well, his sticky cum still painted your thighs.

You thought about Neytiri’s words. Her threats of pregnancy… You felt yourself throb at the thought of Jake getting you pregnant. The thought is wiped away with Jakes cum, on a clean cloth.

You pull on your loincloth and adjust your top once again.

“Agh! Get off Neteyam! Sa’nok!” Lo’ak screeched from outside, they’d been up earlier than anyone else.

Lo’ak screamed for Neytiri, but she never intervened or said anything. You thought that she had left to attend other duties, but either way she seemed occupied right now.

Suddenly Lo’ak runs into your shelter that you shared with Jake and Neytiri. “Sa’nok! Neteyam was- Sa’nu?”

Your eyebrow raised at him. “What is it Lo’ak?”

“Sa’nu… I thought… I thought Sa’nok was in here…” Lo’ak looked around, his plan to snitch on Neteyam was foiled. “I smelled her…” He mumbled but you didn’t acknowledge the low spoken words.

“Sa’nu!” Lo’ak remembered that he could snitch to you as well “Neteyam was pushing me around! He sat on my head!” He whined to you, his little arms wrapped around you, seeking comfort

“Oh, come here my little Lo’ak.” You reach down to him, hugging him tightly in your arms

You sink down on to ground to speak to him on his level. “What else did mean ol’ Neteyam do?”

Lo’ak’s lip quivered as he held his arm out for you, a scrape on his elbow. “When he pushed me, my arm dragged on the ground.”

You frown at him, “It’s okay, Lo’ak.” You lean down, giving his small scrape a kiss

His hugs you around the waist again, Lo’ak was always a snuggly one.

“Sa’nu…” Lo’ak whispered to you

“Yes my little baby?” You answered, your hand gently petting his head

“Neteyam… he was also making fun of me because…” He hesitated, looking up at you to meet your eyes

“What? What did he say?” You asked, concern clouded your eyes

“He said that you were having a baby and that- that I was going to stop being your favorite.” Lo’ak cried to you as he buried his head in your stomach again

“Oh that’s not true.” You reassured him

“But I want a little sibling!” He whined “I want a brother, because I think Neteyam is broken! But I want to be your favorite!”

You laughed, hoisting him up to sit in your lap. “Lo’ak, nothing could ever push you out of the spot you have in my heart. If I did have a baby, you’d still always be my special boy, alright?”

Lo’ak smiled and nodded, hugging you once more before running back outside to play with Neteyam and Kiri again. You followed him out, finding Neteyam with his head pushed to the ground, and Kiri held his little hands behind his back while Lo’ak stood back with you in shock.

“Kiri! Get off of him!” You called to her, making her little determined face drop. She let Neteyam go, and he scrambled over to you.

“Sa’nu!!! Kiri hurt me!” Neteyam whined up to you

“Sa’nu!!! Neteyam broke my banshee!” Kiri also whined as she brought you the broken toy

“I didn’t mean to!” He cried back

“Stop!” You calmed them both. “If you three can’t behave together, I’m going to separate you and put each of you on opposite corners of the forest!”

“No!” All three cried at you

“Then behave!” You warned

Neteyam clung to you as Kiri and Lo’ak stalked away.

“You’re causing so much trouble this morning, Teyam. What is the matter?” You kneel down to him

“I don’t know…” Neteyam shrugged “I didn’t mean to.”

“If you say so…” You sigh, “Go play, be nice!”

Without you noticing, Jake had come back. He snuck up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, taking you completely by surprise.

“Such a good mother…” He muttered in your ear softly

“Mmm.” You grinned leaning back into him “You know I love our children.”

“I know, I know.” He kissed your neck. “You love the babies.”

You giggle as his hands venture to your hips.

“Should’ve let me put one in ya last night.” He nipped at your ear

“You’ve been talking to Neytiri about that too much.” You grumbled

Neytiri came back soon after that, the handle of her knife had unwound and she came back to fix it.

“I need to head up Kreyo’s.” You spoke to her

Neytiri and Jake shared a knowing look, making you scoff.

“What?” You ask, exasperated

“I don’t trust Kreyo,” Neytiri crossed her arms “Not as far as I can throw him.”

“Neytiri…” You begin, but you were cut off just as quickly

“What is the reason for this visit?” She asked, circling you as if you were her prey

“Neteyam broke Kiri’s banshee. And Kreyo made their banshee’s, remember?” You explained, retrieving the broken toy

“You spoil them.” Neytiri waved you off “She doesn’t need a new one, give her Neteyam’s, it is his fault hers was broken, so he should give her his.”

“I’m not getting her a new one, I’m getting hers fixed.” You gestured to the broken thing, “I’m not going to punish Neteyam for an accident, Neytiri.”

“I’m coming with you.” Neytiri declared

You shrugged, already turning around to continue your walk up to Kreyo’s

“I got the kids!” Jake grinned, practically running off like a he was a little kid as well.

The walk started off silent, but you could practically feel the anger radiating off of Neytiri.

“I could’ve fixed the toy, you know. There’s no need to go out of your way to go to Kreyo of all people.” Neytiri seethed

“I don’t understand why you are so upset.” You sigh

“You know I don’t trust Kreyo!” She growled

“I know! Why can’t you trust me?” You growled back

Neytiri was taken aback, stopping deaf in her tracks.

“I do trust you.” She scowled, “I don’t trust him.”

“Neytiri-“

“And I don’t like him, I don’t know why.” She snapped “You should trust my judgment.”

“You don’t like or trust anyone.” You scoffed

“Muntxate.” She sighed “Why is this toy a problem for you? I can fix it.”

“You know what Neytiri, never mind, I won’t go to get our daughter’s toy fixed, you can deal with it, I don’t care.” You shove the broken toy at her

She lets it fall to the ground, just simply staring at it.

“Muntxate.” Neytiri sighed softly once again “I am sorry.”

You feel as if your eyes are welling up, stepping towards her. “I’m sorry too…”

“Come here.” She held her arms out for you

Neytiri was overwhelming, her arms wrapped around you tightly. She patted your head down into her neck, still apologizing, you knew what she was doing, but you didn’t care at this point.

She lets you go, picking up Kiri’s toy and handing it to you.

“You should go get the toy fixed, I will see you at home.”

She turns, stalking away. You sigh, knowing she purposefully did that to rub her scent on you.

The visit to Kreyo mainly consisted of silence as he fixed up the toy, his nose twitching in your direction every so often.

“Are you with child?” He randomly sputtered out

“Excuse me?” Your looked at him, a small fire beginning to burn

“You just- don’t smell like yourself.” He shook his head “Forgive me, I didn’t mean to assume.”

The rest of the time was an awkward silence, he handed you the now fixed toy and waved you off.

You could practically smell Neytiri on yourself, you were like a walking cloud of her pheromones. Only now realizing that Neytiri rubbed off on you last night as well, which is probably why Lo’ak mistook you for her, her smell so strongly on you confused him.

But, Kiri was happy to have her banshee back.

Every thing was going pretty well until you heard a small whistle. You turned in the direction of the whistle, finding jake there. He calls you over with a simple nod to his head.

Fuck, here we go again.

[eywaseclipse]

Jake

Headcanons:

What They're Like in Bed*

What They're Like When They're Jealous

How They Eat Kitty*

Coffee Order

Cozy Family Day

Sully Family Sick Day

Bedtime With The Sully’s

One Shots:

Love to Love You*

A Taste of Heaven*

Jake x reader x Tonowari*

Back to the Stars

For the Thrill of It*

Drabbles:

None yet

Series:

Written in the Stars Chapter 1: Happiness is Simple

Written in the Stars Chapter 2: Train Attack

Written in the Stars Chapter 3: Rescue and Loss

Written in the Stars Chapter 4: A Sign From Eywa

Written in the Stars Chapter 5: One Life Ends, Another Begins

Written in the Stars Chapter 6: Joining Union

Written in the Stars Chapter 7: Eywa's Blessing

Written in the Stars Chapter 8: Leaving Home

Written in the Stars Chapter 9: Sanctuary

Written in the Stars Chapter 10: A Revelation

Written in the Stars Chapter 11: The Most Precious Pearl*

Written in the Stars Chapter 12: The Tulkun Return

Written in the Stars Chapter 13: Sully's Stick Together

Written in the Stars Epilogue: The Gift of the Great Mother

[blue-sadie]

Parents Love

Jake Sully x Daughter Reader x Neytiri

Summary: based off this post

Warning: reader held hostage, reader death

Yn pov

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart as I stared up at Quaritch. He had a knife to my throat that was slightly pressured almost slicing into my skin.

but all I could think about was how much trouble I was in and how worried my parents must be.

I had always known that my family was different from the rest of the Na'vi i mean my father in toruk makto he has many allies and enemies.

My parents, Jake Sully and Neytiri, were powerful warriors who had fought and won battles for the good of our people.

But I never imagined that I would find myself in the middle of a war too.

Quaritch was holding me hostage, and my parents were outside, trying to find a way to save me.

I could see the fury in dads's eyes as he stared back at Quaritch, ready to fight for me.

"You hurt a single hair on her body," he said, his voice low and menacing.

"I will personally take much pleasure in torturing you till your last breathe."

Quaritch laughed, pressing the knife closer to my throat, I could feel the sharp edge digging into my skin, and I knew that one wrong move could mean the end of me.

But my parents didn't back down. They stood their ground, ready to protect their family at all costs.

They were ready to face Quaritch head-on. The ground shook beneath us as my parents fought with all their might, determined to save me from Quaritch's grip.

In the end, it was my mother who managed to get the upper hand. She lunged towards Quaritch, her movements swift and powerful.

The knife flew out of his hand as he stumbled back but not without him slicing a bit deeper into my neck.

I fell into my parents' arms, tears streaming down my face as I clung onto them tightly.

It was over now but it was all starting come to an end "ma yn" mom screamed putting her hands on my neck to keep the wound pressured.

"M-mom" I whimpered trying to push her away "no no stay with me kid" dad murmured and heaved me onto his shoulder making me cry out in pain.

"You have to stay with me" he yelled running to his ikran to get home to mo'at "oh eywa please" mom screamed pleading and begging for eywa not to take me.

"D-dad" I whined as little black dotes started to fill my vision it was coming to an end "y-yes my b-baby" for the first time ever I saw a tear run down my father's cheek.

"d-dont cry" I whispered weakly dragging my hand to his face wiping it away "I-I'll be o-ok" and with that I glanced at my parents one last time before taking my final breath.

'I am with eywa'.

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[ofaatuu]

Similar, Tonowari x Poly!reader x Ronal

(not my gif!)

part 1 here, part 2 here !

warnings: none 👍🏽 maybe a little angst

Bold / blue words are spoken in Navi!

summary: you meet the Tsahik and Olo'ekytan of the metkayina clan and have similar features. They found you interesting and watch you from afar.

(Reminder this is Polynesian and polyamorous!)

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You land in the reef clan and jump into the sand, but today you are in your Avatar. You still have all your tattoos and such. But it feels so weird. You haven’t entered your avatar in awhile. You walk to jake’s marui, bouncing a little on the walkway

You enter and greet them “Hi Jake! Hi Neytiri! Hi kids!” You greet them and sit down “Hey y/n, I can’t believe you’re in your avatar! It’s been years.” Jake says surprised. You nod, you just didn’t want to feel small compared to them anymore. “Yup..You know I can’t stay in it for too long, so don’t get used to it!” You say trying to remind him this isn’t permanent . “I still think you should at least try. You’ll be like me and get a Navi partner! But hey atleast you fit in with them! You still have your tattoos.” He pokes at your arm and leg as you scoff “No Jake, I can’t atleast try, they need to fix software or something.” You hear someone enter the Marui and feel eyes burning into your head, you then hear a familiar hiss “Who is this?” You hear Ronal hiss at Jake as he explains who i am.

You turn around to face them and see their face soften for a bit then tightens. “Ronal it’s me. Y/n” she gasps “Sky demon?” She reaches up to touch your Navi features. “But you are Navi?” She looks at you with widen eyes then turns around to tonowari who is already looking at her. They speak through their eyes and say goodbye. You turn around and look at Jake and Neytiri. “Can I just crash here tonight?” You don’t want to go back to lab because they would be pestering you with questions. “Yes. but you reek. You must go to the pond and rinse off. I will get a tweng from the Tsahik.” Neytiri says laughs as you roll your eyes and follow her out.

You reach the pond and strip from your t-shirt and shorts and dive in. You sit there waiting for Neytiri to bring your so called tweng for you to change into.

after your shower you hear some rustling in the bushes and out comes Ronal and Tonowari. “Oh..” you cover yourself and your cheeks flush in dark blue. You then reach out for the tweng and stand up “thank you.. I am going to change now.” They nod but do not move. Well thats new. You end up just moving backwards a bit and changing, you never leaving their site. “Thank you for the clothing.” You sign the I see you and start walking away but tonowari grabs your hand and whispers close to your face, “Come to our marui with your belongings. You are sleeping in our marui.” He looks at you tense. A shiver runs down your spine and you hesitate to answer but you just nod. Rushing you enter Jakes marui and tell him everything. “Holy shit! Do you think they like you? I mean they always had their eye on you but I thought it was because you’re human!” He rambled off as you hurry to grab your shit. “I don’t even know jake, but I trust them.” You say goodbye and walk towards the marui. Tonowari comes out from behind you and slips an arm around your waist. “come.” He says. “I will bring you to our home.” You walk with him tense as fuck because his damn buff ass arm is around your waist. You walk in and see Ronal and smile nervously. She smiles and pats the sleeping mat. “Come. We welcome you.” They seat you down and also give you very pretty Navi jewelry. Isn’t this a way of courting? I’ll ask Jake or norm. Right now I just need to focus on what’s happening in front of me..

god I fell. Hard.

[persefolli]

𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐍𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐢

𝐩𝐭. 𝟑 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

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“Let me speak with Jake.” You said as soon as the guards came for your daily ration of food. The clan members had separated and locked you up away from Tonowari. 

“No can do.”

“Do you want to make an enemy out of me?”

“You were made an enemy as soon as you stepped foot on forest grounds.” He threw some utensils at your feet and walked off.

You hissed and turned around.

“Mawey Y/n.” You heard Tonowari say in the distance. He was locked up as well, separated from you.

“I'm not going to-!” You began to shout but took in a deep breath.  “This is not right!”

“I am just as confused and angry as you are.”

You huffed and took a seat on the cold cavern ground. Tonowari being grounded in this situation made you see that you were indeed acting irrationally. When your trial occurs you would stand before Jake, and explain to him that it was all a misunderstanding. Honestly, if he didn’t leave you wouldn’t be in this situation.

While you and Tonowari were rotting away in a cell, Jake was strolling around the village, helping some na’vi that needed to be aided. Neytiri had instructed all guards and council members to not notify Jake about the arrest, but Jake already had a gut feeling that something was wrong. 

Why?

The villagers were acting quite strange. As soon as he helped one member of the clan, another issue would arise. This wasn’t him complaining, since he was the Olo’eyktan, but why today of all days. 

“Olo’ekytan!” A young soldier walked up to him. “They have been fed for the day.”

“Who’s been fed for the day.”

The young warrior's face dropped. “Uh..the direhorses.” 

Jake stared at the warriors as he chuckled nervously and scurried away. Jake stood still for a few moments, determining if that interaction should confirm his suspicions that everyone was acting strange. 

He knew he couldn’t ask Neytiri, he didn’t trust her. That meant he would have to figure this out on his own. 

---

On another part of the mountains, Neytriri stood pacing in an area as a clan leader watched. She had both you and Tonowari in her custody, yet she was anxious. She didn’t think this out thoroughly enough. 

Ignoring the invitation to the clan meeting just wasn’t enough to keep you two, and it certainly wouldn’t be smart to kill you. 

She didn’t want to hurt you guys, she just wanted Jake to forget. He stayed on Pandora because of her, so how come you and Tonowari got the happy ending with him?

“I can’t let them go, that would just start an even bigger war.”

“We were supposed to put them on trial, Neytiri.”

“Jake is supposed to be present for stuff like that!” She seethes. “He can’t even know they’re here.”

The clan leader sighed, clearly beginning to get irritated with Neytiri's back and forth with the whole situation. She was so determined to bring the two of you down, now that it happened, she was having second thoughts. 

“I have an idea….but this may not go the way you think.” The clan leader spoke up,

Neytiri looked at him, before nodding. 

---

You were woken up at night. Waking to see navi warriors holding torches and inching closer, one of them holding wrist ties.

You allowed them to tie your wrists tightly, and yank you into the open cavern. You saw Tonowari already standing there, looking ashamed once making eye contact with you. It wasn’t often you saw him vulnerable like this, and you knew he felt defeated for not being able to protect you. You mouthed the words ‘I love you’ before being shoved forward and guided by some na’vi warriors. 

They escorted you two down the mountains, touching down in the forest before stopping at an opening. 

Neytiri emerged, wearing her war paint. She had her bow slung across her body and the basket of arrows on her shoulder.

“Neytiri-” You began, but she hissed, intending to shut you up, but you did the opposite. 

“I beg of you. I don’t know what I have done to offend you, but I ask of you to release Tonowari. The Metkayina need him.”

“No-” Tonowari stepped forward, causing the na’vi to hoot and stop him by crossing two spears to block his path. 

“Tonowari I need you to stop being noble for once and let me handle this!” You snapped. You didn’t mean to be so harsh about it, but this was a stressful situation for the both of you, and for once you wanted Tonowari to be selfish and put himself first.

“Please. Tsahik to Tsahik. Let him go.” You watched as Neytiri’s face contorted. Uh Oh. You had forgotten that her mother was still alive, so she was not yet Tsahik. It was an insult.

“We’re taking both of you. No loose ends.” Is all she said.

Your heart dropped. They weren’t gonna let either one of you go, and it would only be a matter of time before the situation escalates and a possible war outbreak.

They nudged you forward, prompting you to walk a few feet behind your husband. They had the two of you walking for what seemed like hours, and the terrain became less and less recognizable the further you got. 

The trees became less voluptuous and the ground looked dryer. The grass began to disappear and loud booms echoed from in front of you. After a few more steps, everyone halted. You leaned to the side, looking past Tonowari and gasping at the sight.

Sky People.

Large and heavy machinery rolled around as it seemed like they were building something. Everything was metal, and dirty.

Neytiri took a large breath, and looked towards the clan leader she had discussed earlier.

“There’s no turning back.” He said.

Neytiri nodded and marched forward, you, Tonowari, and the rest of the warriors in tow.

It seemed that the Sky People were fascinated at the entrance, stopping what they were doing to watch the parade of na’vi. You all headed to the large building that rested in front of you. It made you anxious, shivers running through your veins. You wanted Tonowari, you needed him, to be in his arms, but unfortunately he was as stuck as you.

At the entrance, a woman in military gear and a mask stood next to a tall na’vi man in military gear. 

You watched your husband tense in front of you.

“Well if it isn’t the man who speared half my crew.” The na’vi said with a toothy grin.

“I’ll do it ten times over if I have to.” Tonowari said darkly.

“Save it ... .I see you brought your wife.” He said smiling, a country accent seeping through. He walked past Tonowari and leaned down to face you.

“Nice to meet ya, i’m an old friend of your buddy here.” He nodded towards Neytiri.

“She is no buddy of mine.”

“Oh!” He said surprised. “Well I'm sure me and you will get quite acquainted, we have some history between me and your dear husband.”

“And who do you think you are?!”

“Miles. Miles Quaritch.”

 ----

Jake sat in his home alone, holding a pen and some paper. He was writing again, to you, and Tonowari. It would upset Neytiri, but he missed the both of you dearly.

He’s felt a weight on his shoulders the past few days. Neytiri was vague with him, and the visiting clan leaders seemed tight-lipped.

It was only safe to assume she was having an affair,

Jake wiggled his hand, looking down at the pathetic excuse of an apology that was written in front of him. He was determined to finish this letter tonight, and he was going to send it to you. He didn’t need a response from you, but if he knew you got it, he would be content for the time being.

As he sat, he became uncomfortable with the silence. There were far too many things that were nagging at him. He decided to get up and nip that eerie feeling in his stomach, exiting his home.

First he had to find that young warrior, the one who looked especially nervous to talk to him a few days ago.

It didn’t take long to find the young warrior, seeing him standing on the outskirts of the village, attentive, seemingly on the lookout. His eyes widened seeing Jake approach, gulping and avoiding eye contact. 

“Show me those direhorses you fed.”

𝐀/𝐧: 𝐏𝐭. 𝟒 (𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭) 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨

[whatsthethinking]

Beauty and the Beast (1)

Jake Sully x Fem!Reader

All Jake wants is a chance to prove that he’s good enough.

↦ Word count: 4.2k

↦ Warning: Neytiri and Jake aren’t getting along. Slightly ooc Tsu’tey. Not sure what else rn.

↦ Note: Bold italics = speaking Na’vi. 

↦ Part 1 of ?, mini series pending

[Part 2]

“Again,” Neytiri demanded as she held up another arrow. His previous one soared into the distance, missing its target completely.

Jake reached towards it before his hand faltered, “can’t we take a break?”

Netytiri looked taken aback, offended by the idea of stopping.

“No,” she began, “I was told that I will teach you, so that is what I’m doing. You can stop once you’ve hit the target.”

Jake creased his eyebrows, his frustrations growing along with the Na’vi beside him.

“A five minute break won’t kill anyone.” Jake grumbled, snatching the arrow from Neytiri.

“Fine, then let us stop. I will not teach you any longer.” Neytiri’s words are firm. She had already decided.

“That’s not what I-” Jake started but Neytiri had already disappeared from his sight, “meant.”

Taking a deep breath, Jake tried to get his bearings, all he felt like doing right now was eating dinner and sleeping. Slowly but surely, Jake made it back to Home Tree, passing all of the clan members gathering to eat dinner. Some of the children had tried to stop him, begging Jake to eat with them but he declined stating that didn’t have an appetite but promised that he would eat with them next time, when that would be, he wasn’t sure.

—

Y/n dismounted her ikran, gathering her belongings and giving it a gentle pat on the neck before it took off again and she leisurely strolled towards Home Tree. Many clan members who passed greeted her enthusiastically which she reciprocated.

As she neared the centre, y/n spotted Neytiri entering, a scowl set deeply onto her face. Marching in the direction of the Healer’s tent. As she watched, Tsu’tey approached her, a pleasant look on his face.

“You have missed a lot during your time away, cousin.” He informed, resting his weight on his bow, “I almost felt the need to come and fetch you myself.”

“Is that so? And what is the big event I have missed?” She questioned, turning towards him slightly.

“Another sky person has come, he wants to learn the way of the people.” Tsu’tey’s voice was full of disdain as his eyes danced across the people around them. “And the Tsahik has instructed Neytiri to teach him.”

“Ah, I see. That’s why she looked so displeased.” Y/n hummed.

“I guess it is the result of another failed lesson. It is hopeless, he will not learn.” Tsu’tey scoffed.

“With attitudes like that around, of course, he won’t,” Y/n concluded, pointing a finger at Tsu’tey, which he knocked away.

“Well, we know how this will end, won’t we?” Tsu’tey questioned, his voice growing dark.

“Oh, stop it.” y/n said, rolling her eyes, “there’s no need to be like that. Not all humans are the same.”

“I’ll agree with you when I am proved wrong.”

Rolling her eyes at him again, Y/n bid him farewell. Not wanting to have this conversation with him. Again.

She walked through Home Tree, to the healer’s tent where she hoped her father would be so that she could show that she had returned in one piece and only one or two scratches. As she approached the tent, she noticed that a few healers were waiting outside trying to keep themselves busy.

Y/n slowed as she heard Neytiri desperately asking her mother to somehow change her mind about something, she also heard Eytukan being the voice of reason between the two women. Hesitantly, y/n entered the tent to see Neytiri standing before her parents with a look of pleading on her face but her mother looked unmoved. In the corner, she noticed her father tending to an unconscious hunter whose arm was bandaged from his hand up to his chest.

Y/n silently greeted the family by raising her hand to her forehead and moved out of their way over to her father whose back was currently facing her.

“I’m back, Father.” She announced, keeping her voice low to not interrupt the conversation happening.

In one swift movement, y/n’s father stood to his full height and brought his daughter into a warm hug. Which y/n reciprocated.

“I missed you,” He said into the crown of her head.

“I missed you too.”

Y/n’s father ended the hug and held his daughter at arm’s length, his eyes scanning her body for any sign of injury.

“I am well, Father, I promise,” Y/n reassured, smiling at her father.

“I know but I need to see for myself.”

Y/n smiled again before pulling her father into another hug.

“Tonowari sends his regards.” She mumbled against his chest, “he is well also.”

Y/n’s father nodded again, a faint smile gracing his lips at the mention of his daughter's friend. “I am glad to hear it.”

On the other side of the tent, Mo’at could feel her patience wearing thin with her daughter's incessant pleas to not teach the human their ways.

“You brought him to us, Neytiri. It is your responsibility.”

“I bought him because there was a sign from Eywa.”

“Exactly, a sign from Eywa that can not be ignored and since it was you that brought Jake Sully to us. It is your responsibility to teach him our way.”

“But it is not fair Mother, please.”

“You are the future Tsahik of this clan. You should not be giving up so easily.”

“But if I no longer want to teach the sky person, I will have more time to learn all that I need to be Tsahik.”

“She is not wrong, my love.” Eytukan chimed in, “If Neytiri steps away from being Jake Sully’s teacher, she can spend more time learning how to be a Tsahik.”

Mo’at took a deep breath and looked at her daughter earnestly, “Very well, and who do you suggest will take your place?”

Neytiri’s back went rigid at the thought, “I have to choose?”

“Yes. You don’t want to teach Jake Sully, so you must choose who is taking over your responsibilities.”

Neytiri took a deep breath and started going through the list of names in her head but she knew none that she thought of would want to teach a human the way of the people. She momentarily stopped at Tsu’tey. He is the clan’s best warrior and is well respected but he has proven that he has a strong dislike for the humans and has been making snide comments at Jake every time he made a mistake in his lessons. Neytiri was sure if she left Jake in his care, there would be no more Jake Sully.

Reaching the end of the list, she got to y/n who was coincidentally standing across from her family, held in her father’s embrace. Neytiri knew the girl well enough. Her late sister's best friend, the pair would spend a lot of time together along with Tsu’tey and little Neytiri would beg to tag along. As the four of them grew up, y/n floated around the clan making friends. A social butterfly who seeks adventure.

After Sylwanin died, y/n seemed to be away from the clan more. Travelling to different parts of Pandora. She would return with a bag full of things she had collected and stories that the younger clan members would climb over one another to hear. She continued to be friendly with Tsu’tey, which was understandable since their families were extremely close but she had slightly drifted away from Neytiri but was still very kind. Although they weren’t particularly friends, her presence was missed.

Would it be appropriate to ask her to take over teaching?

Taking another deep breath, Neytiri’s eyes flickered to y/n before meeting her mother’s eye, “I’ll ask y/n.”

“Very well then.” Mo’at nodded, before turning to the father and daughter behind her. “Y/n, if we could have a moment of your time.”

Y/n nodded and stepped away from her father. Meeting her eye, Neytiri asked the question, asking if y/n could teach Jake Sully the way of the people. Y/n looked at the family in front of her and then back to her father before slowly nodding.

“I think I can do that.”

Neytiri nodded before making a quick escape from the tent but y/n was close behind. Once the pair were a distance away from any prying ears, y/n grabbed Neytiri’s wrist and made the younger girl face her.

“I feel like there is more to me just teaching our guest, I agreed but I want to know why you can not.”

Neytiri hesitated slightly, “I can’t do it anymore. I tried to follow my mother’s instructions, but he just isn’t learning. All he does is complain, he is slow, he-.”

“Is learning.” Y/n added, cutting off Neytiri’s complaint, “How long has he been here.”

“Seven days?” Neytiri mumbled, feeling shy. She felt like she was a child being scolded.

“Seven? Seriously? He needs more time.”

“I know but being around him makes me feel sad. Angry? I don’t know. Every time I look at him, I see them and I see her.”

Understanding Neytiri’s implications, y/n nodded with a sigh. Neytiri bit back a sad smile but still tried to express her gratitude, “thank you y/n. Truly.”

“It is no problem.” Y/n reached forward, taking Neytiri’s hand in hers and giving it a gentle squeeze, “so, what’s his name?”

—

“Jake Sully?” Jake’s head shot up at the sound of his name. He hadn’t made it into his hammock, just sitting on the branch above trying to figure out how to tell Grace (and Quaritch) that he doesn’t have a teacher within the clan anymore. He felt useless.

“Me?” Jake pointed to his chest, looking at the Na’vi woman standing above him. She nodded and sat next to him.

“I am your new teacher. You can call me y/n.” y/n announced, holding out her hand for him to shake, remembering that that’s how humans introduce themselves.

Jake shook her hand awkwardly, “Jake Sully.”

Y/n nodded, retracted her hand and placed it in her lap, “We can start your lessons the day after tomorrow. I already have plans tomorrow. We can meet at the practice field at, uh, in.” Y/n stopped speaking and started to move her hands around, muttering to herself. Jake watched curiously, waiting to hear what the Na’vi woman was going to say next.

“In the midday?”

“At midday?” Jake corrected.

“Yes,” y/n beamed, “at midday. At lunchtime. Is that good?”

“Yes. Yes, that’s good for me. Thank you.”

“It is not a problem, have you eaten? I can get you something to eat if you would like.”

Jake was slightly taken aback by the question. In the week he had been here. Neytriri hadn’t asked if he was hungry or thirsty, Jake ate when she ate. “Uh, no I haven’t but it’s okay, I’ll eat when I go back.”

“Okay, if you are sure. I will see you the day after tomorrow, Jake Sully.”

“See ya.”

Y/n flashed a warm smile at Jake and then she was gone. Jake stayed seated for a few moments longer trying to process the events of the day. He sat thinking about what to say in that stupid log Grace is going to force him to do the second his eyes opened. He also sat thinking about what to report back to Quaritch, as far as he knew, y/n wasn’t a core part of the clan. Jake hadn’t seen her before or heard her name in passing so would he be able to gain any information that would be beneficial to the RDA.

He also felt embarrassed. He wasn’t good enough so the chief’s daughter dropped him, not exactly something he wants the lab to know.

–

As the linkpod slowly opened, Jake lay still with his eyes tightly closed. He could feel eyes on him but didn’t dare to look.

“Wasn’t expecting you for a few more hours, Marine.” Grace voiced, bringing Jake’s wheelchair closer.

“Yeah, Neytiri had clan duties so I was let go early,” Jake responded, opening his eyes and allowing his eyes to adjust to the harsh lights above him. Once he felt ready, he lifted himself into his chair, Grace watched him settle.

“How did it go today? Learn anything new?” Grace questioned with a fond smile on her face. A sight that Jake was seeing more often which made the idea of confessing that Neytiri dropped him (and he had a new teacher) harder to admit.

“Yeah, yeah, it was fine. I’m gonna be here all day tomorrow though. I have a day off.”

“A day off.” The smile had vanished from Grace’s face, “what do you mean ‘a day off’? What happened?”

“What? Do the Na’vi not believe in rest days?” Jake questioned, lightheartedly, rolling over to his desk so that he could get the log out of the way.

“Not when it comes to teaching. Did something happen?”

“Nothing happened, Grace, don’t worry about it.”

Jake watched as Grace looked at him skeptically before nodding, “alright. Finish up your video and come and get something to eat.”

“Yes ma’am.”

At dinner, Jake sat next to Norm who was asking every question under the sun about the Na’vi and what they were teaching him which Jake responded to with little effort and interest. Eventually, Norm got the message and started to speak to the other scientists.

Later the night on his way to his room, Jake was stopped by Quaritch, the last person he wanted to see.

“Sully, anything to report to me?” Quaritch questioned in his usual condescending tone.

“No sir, not today. I was away from camp.”

“Did ya hear anything? See anything?”

Jake paused to think, “Not that I can think of.”

“Uh-huh.” Quaritch didn’t believe him and it was clear on his face. “Okay. I’ll leave you to wind down for the night.”

Quaritch stepped to the side, allowing Jake to pass. As he did, he could feel Quaritch’s eyes follow him until he was out of sight only to be stopped by Max.

“Everything okay, Jake?”

All Jake could do was nod and continue on his way, missing the way Max watched him suspiciously.

—

The next day, as soon as the sun rose, y/n was dressed and ready for the day ahead. She quickly ate breakfast with her dad and made her way through Home Tree.

“You shouldn’t be going, it isn’t safe.”

“You tell me that every time, Tsu’tey and yet, I come back unharmed.”

Tsu’tey stood in front of y/n with his arms crossed, y/n copied his stance until he relaxed.

“I tell you every time because I want you to be safe.”

“I can keep myself safe. But if you’re so concerned, you should come too.”

“No.” Tsu’tey objected flatly, “Very well, if you are not back by eclipse, I’m coming to get you.”

“Please don’t.”

Tsu’tey sighed before pulling the girl into a hug that was very unlike him. Y/n stood awkwardly for a few moments, “Hug me back, skxawng.” Tsu’tey mumbled. So y/n complied, patting the older Na'vi on the back, “Stop that.”

“This is nice to see.”

The pair jumped away from one another at the sound of the Tsahik’s voice.

“Be safe,” Tsu’tey muttered before disappearing.

—

Y/n skillfully climbed through the hole in the fence behind the longhouse that she made many years ago. The nature surrounding it had grown enough to hide it from view. Over the years, y/n had come accustomed to the human’s routine. Learning where to go and at what times while being safe. That’s why she sat down, legs crossed by the locked door of the longhouse. She knew that soon, someone from the avatar program would come and unlock the door and hopefully tell Grace of her arrival. And soon that moment arrived. An avatar scientist slowly walked up the stairs, yawning and stretching his arms out to the side, he hadn’t noticed y/n just yet but y/n still stood up and made space for him. At the movement, his eyes snapped to her rising figure and he froze before raising a small black box to his face.

“Tell Dr. Augustine that she has a guest.”

A voice crackled back and the scientist unlocked the door slowly and walked in. Y/n peered around the doorway, spotting Grace’s avatar at the far end ‘asleep’, y/n waited for any movement but the avatar stayed completely still. The scientist walked back over and motioned y/n to follow him.

“Dr. Augustine is finishing her breakfast and then she’ll meet you in the link room. I’ll take you there.” The scientist paused once he finished explaining, he had an uncertain look on his face but as y/n nodded with a soft ‘okay’, the scientist seemed to relax. “But you can not bring that in with you.”

The scientist motioned to her hip. Y/n nodded understandingly before spinning on the spot and walking into the longhouse, removing her knife and placing it beside Grace’s ‘sleeping’ avatar.

“That too.”

Y/n looked down at the woven bag hanging off of her shoulder and shook her head, “It is a gift for ma sa’- Grace. A gift for Grace.” The scientist looked at her suspiciously, y/n following but trying to keep a distance. All around her, Hell’s Gate was waking up, she could feel eyes on her as she passed groups of humans. Finally, y/n and the scientist reached a doorway that was big enough for her to fit through without bowing her head. As they walked through the door, lights above them turned on one by one until they were finally inside a brightly lit room.

“Wait here, I’ll get you a mask.”

Y/n followed the scientist's instructions and watched as he walked through a smaller door, and out of sight. Looking around, y/n looked at the two empty tubes that she knew the avatars came from. She heard a crackle and turned to look at the window behind her, recognising a familiar face. Which brought a wide grin to her face.

“Good morning, Max!”

“Good morning, y/n. Long time no see.”

“Yes.”

The scientist came back through the door and handed y/n a mask, he quickly explained how to use it, instructing her that she would need to use it about every five minutes or so. Y/n nodded along, not listening fully, she was just excited to see Grace. Once the scientist was satisfied and with the approval of Max, y/n entered the link room where she just about fit. Inside she saw all the scientists getting ready for the day, some whom she wasn’t familiar with giving her a scared, questioning look but y/n didn’t care one bit. As she watched them all stream in, y/n clutched her bag tighter.

“Y/n! What a lovely surprise.”

Y/n stood up straight and turned towards the voice. She quickly spotted Grace’s auburn hair through the small crowd and a tall unfamiliar man stumbling behind her.

“Sa’n- Grace!”

Grace approached the na’vi with a steaming mug in her hand and a fond smile on her face, a rare one to see around Hell’s Gate.

Grace’s eyes trailed up and down the na’vi, just as her father had done the day prior

“Y/n, this is Norm, he came to work with me.”

“Nice to meet you, Norm.” At the sound of his name, Norm seemed to snap out of his trance, clearly his throat brushing off any dust that may have settled on his clothes. “It is a pleasure to meet you, y/n.”

“How does he sound?” Grace questioned, taking a sip from her mug, “he’s been practicing.”

“He speaks well, a bit formal but it is fine.”

Norm’s face lit up at the compliment and Grace gave him a knowing look. Behind Grace and Norm, y/n noticed a man pass through the door, seated in a chair with wheels. Once he made eye contact with y/n he quickly disappeared. Y/n didn’t think much of it.

“I got you this.” Y/n handed Grace, anticipation clear on her face. Grace reached into the bag and pulled out a parcel. She placed it gently on the metal table behind her, Norm looming over her shoulder to get a peek and what the colourful wrappings were hiding. Grace slowly pulled the wrappings away to reveal a large shell that she had to hold in both hands. “Wow.” Both Grace and Norm voiced as Grace moved the shell around under the light causing different colours to show

“I found it while visiting Awa'atlu, I went swimming with Ronal,” Y/n explained proudly. “It reminded me of a picture from your Earth books. She told me what it’s called but I don’t remember.” She confessed.

“It’s beautiful. Thank you.”

“Phenomenal.” Norm gasped, which made y/n laugh, even though she didn’t know the exact meaning of the word.

—

Grace and y/n spent most of the morning together in the lab, Grace showed her the different samples she had found with Norm and y/n explained what their properties were. Selfridge had heard of her presence in the lab and came to ask questions about her life. They had only ever met once when y/n was younger, she didn’t like him then and she certainly didn’t like him now but y/n didn’t see him as a threat. To y/n, the biggest threat to her and her people was Colonel Miles Quaritch, just by looking at him, y/n could tell that he was plotting something but she wasn’t sure what.

Y/n and Norm, still in his human body, walked out of the lab and towards the longhouse. Grace said that she needed to speak with Max and then she’ll meet them there. On the walk, y/n watched all of the avatars run around the courses and y/n was quite amused. Some of them were struggling which told her that they were new to this.

“So… You and Grace are friends?” Norm started, trying to catch up with her.

“She is family. I have known her for a long time.” Y/n explained, watching as two avatars threw basketball between one another, missing Norm’s astonished face, “my whole life.”

Soon, Grace joined y/n and Norm outside of the longhouse in her avatar form, holding y/n’s hunting knife. Y/n exchanged a few more words with Norm before he rushed off, Grace informing her that he’ll probably record their meeting in his log.

“I missed you. I have so much to tell you about my trip.” Grace pulled y/n into a tight hug, resting her cheek on the younger girl's head, “I wish you could’ve joined me.”

“I wish I could have too,” Grace admitted, pulling away from the girl and allowing her to take a step back. The pair sat on the stairs of the long house catching up. Again, different scientists would walk passed and watch y/n with unease in their eyes. Y/n told Grace about how her father was doing along with her trip to the reef, “Tonowari is to be Olo'eyktan, he invited me to the ceremony.”

Y/n prepared herself to leave, stating that she had planned to have dinner with her father. “Before you go, I’m moving my team to the lab in the mountains tomorrow. Hopefully, I’ll get to see you more often now.” Grace confessed, hope evident in her voice, “It has been so long since I’ve spent time with you.”

Grace watched as y/n’s eyes lit up at the idea, “That is good! But, I don’t know. Neytiri and Mo’at asked me to teach, uh, Jake Sully? I said yes. Is he your friend?”

Grace looked at the girl with slight confusion on her face before nodding, “I would not say friends but he’s on my team.”

The answer seemed to be good enough for y/n as she nodded along and continued with her stories, occasionally adding in how much Tsu’tey annoys her.

Once y/n had left, Grace unlinked with her and walked briskly around Hell’s Gate until she saw who she was looking for.

“Why the hell didn’t you tell me that Neytiri wasn’t teaching you?” Grace questioned without greeting the man before him. Jake looked stunned opening his mouth to speak but Grace beat him to it. “You better not mess this up.”

“You seem to be taking this personally, doctor.” Jake joked, trying to ease the ever-growing tension.

“I am. Don’t mess this up, Jake. I'm serious. Don’t waste her time.” Jake nodded awkwardly, and Grace’s shoulders dropped as she sighed, “Don’t forget, we’re out of here tomorrow. 9am, you have somewhere to be at 12.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Grace stared at Jake a few moments more before turning on her heels and left, muttering under her breath. Jake let out the breath he was holding and wheeled himself towards the vehicle storage where he knew Quaritch would be waiting.

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wasteland, baby: chapter one ✩ tsu’tey

masterlist ୨୧ wasteland, baby masterlist

cw: olo’eyktan!tsu’tey x afab!reader, no use of y/n, arranged marriage/marriage of convienience (lets pretend to be shocked, this trope has me in a chokehold), mentions of war, death, night terror/nightmares, anxiety, bullet wounds, guns, battle talk etc.+ wc: 2,370

comments: idk why but i’m so nervous to post lmaooo but new series 😝 hope you all like it ! index is attached to the masterlist if u need it <3

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Tsu’tey felt the blood rush to his ears as he made quick steps to the Tsahik’s tent, the sun was only just now rising, far too early to be called upon if it was anything good. With clumsy fingers he readjusted his loincloth though there was nothing to fix, only a nervous habit as he made haste.

He faltered for a few seconds when he reached Mo’at’s tent, nerves bubbling in his stomach as he tried to prepare for whatever business the Tsahik had with him. It was not uncommon for Tsu’tey to speak with Mo’at over issues of the clan, the Olo’eyktan and Tsahik often did so. But the rushed morning call that disturbed his slumber, and the low murmuring voice’s of Mo’at and Neytiri behind the tent had his stomach twisting with something akin to fear.

His fingers clenched into a tight fist before he released the tension, pushing apart the flap of the tent before dipping into the privacy of the Tsahik’s quarters.

His tail tensed as Mo’at and Neytiri stilled their conversation, looking at Tsu’tey with trepidation as if they had been caught doing something they shouldn’t.

There was a beat of silence before Tsu’tey regained his senses, “Oel Ngati Kamie.”

Neytiri sent him a warm smile before greeting him, Mo’at however, she had her usual look of aloofness, as if not wanting to give anything away. Tsu’tey was sure that was a skill she had to master during her years as Tsahik. Many people came to her with their questions and burdens, she had to learn to school her expressions.

“Sit, ‘itan.”

He nodded, sitting down across from Mo’at, his eyes jumping between the two women as he refrained from asking what was wrong. What was so important that they needed to speak with him so early? It all felt so secretive and he felt uneasy.

“Neytiri is with child.”

Tsu’tey’s head snapped towards the other warrior in the room, his ears flicking in curiosity before a smile cracked its way onto his face. “Aylrrtok ngaru, Neytiri! I am sure you and Jake Sully will be blessed with a strong child.”

Neytiri’s face lit up, she cared for Tsu’tey deeply and his excitement for her meant more than he knew, “Thank you, Tsu’tey.”

Neytiri’s gaze shifted towards Mo’at, and Tsu’tey followed her gaze, a small frown making its way onto his face at the small flash of guilt that flashed through the older woman's gaze. He felt nauseous at the lapse of control from the Tsahik, but her eyes glazed over to one of calmness before she turned to look at Tsu’tey.

“I have been thinking that it is time you find a mate, Tsu’tey.”

His mouth went dry, his forehead creasing in confusion as his heart thrummed harder. Mo’at took the Olo’eyktan’s silence as liberty to keep speaking. “The clan needs to know that it is time to move forward. The people need to know we are prospering after a time of sorrow.”

Neytiri was watching Tsu’tey closely but he gave nothing away, only nodding softly as he listened to Mo’at, “We called upon you this early for discretion. If people begin to find out you are looking for a mate, they will swarm on you like viperwolves stalking their prey.”

Tsu’tey’s tail swished nervously at the thought, trying to wrap his mind around the idea of sharing his life with someone.

Neytiri cleared her throat, “But Tsahik and I were thinking it would be beneficial to the people if you mate with someone from a different clan.”

Tsu’tey blinked at her for a few seconds before he cleared his throat, “Someone who is not Omatikaya? That is unheard of.”

If Tsu’tey was nervous about mating with a woman from the clan, this made his heart feel like it was going to rip out of his chest now. “The Kekunan clan showed great bravery during the war. They were the first clan to arrive when Jake called upon them.”

It was clear to Tsu’tey that both women had made up their mind, they encouraged the idea and it was only confirmed when Mo’at reached out to pat Tsu’tey’s arm to try and comfort him. “The Olo’eyktan and Tsahik have a daughter, she is their third born and has been Tsakarem for many years. From what I have heard she is quite gifted at it too, she is also a warrior, she would be a great Tsahik for the Omatikaya ”

Neytiri nodded in agreement with her mother, “She fought alongside us during the war, she protected me and she's shown great strength. The union will also give us protection if we were ever to need it again.”

Tsu’tey was used to his people looking to him for guidance, but Mo’at and Neytiri looking at him with hope struck a chord he couldn't place. These were two of the women he most looked up to, silently begging him to agree with their eyes.

He sighed quietly, nodding gently before his ears pinned to his head, “If she agrees, I will do it.”

Mo’at let out a quiet breath, it was as if she was holding it in while she waited for his answer. Neytiri did not contain her excitement, her tail thrashing harshly behind her, “Mother and I will arrange everything, we will fly out and pitch our case.”

Tsu’tey only nodded, unable to find his words as his mind raced wildly. It was not until Neytiri placed her hand on his arm that he was pulled from his turmoil, “She is very kind, you will grow to love her.”

Tsu’tey’s gaze flicked to where Mo’at was sitting, but it was now empty. He felt confident enough to speak his feelings to his closest friend, “I don’t know if I can Neytiri.”

She frowned, her mouth opening to speak but Tsu’tey suddenly felt overwhelmed. His chest tightening as he stood up quickly, not even bidding her goodbye before he walked out.

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Your heart was pounding roughly in your chest as visions continued to appear in your mind, it felt like you were being swallowed and spit out during different memories that deeply scarred you. Fading away like mist before you were able to do anything about it. Your body was not your own, going through the motions that seared your brain with fear.

You were gliding forward while your Ikran dove head first towards the forest grounds, and your mind was completely blank but you knew what was happening. Before your eyes adjusted to your eldest brother falling freely as bullets tainted his body, leaving wounds in their wake, you felt fear consume you. It consumed you each night as you were forced to relive these nightmares each time your eyes closed and it never got easier. Your vision cleared and you were met with his Ikran screeching in pain before their Tsaheylu broke and your brother tumbled down.

You were so close, his body within a few inches of Evu’s claws to break his impact on the floor, just as you were going to catch him you were being ripped away. Appearing in a memory from the same horrible day, just hours later.

A scream threatened to rip from your throat but got stuck before Neytiri’s piercing cry hit your ears.Your head was hot and heavy, a thick liquid pouring from your skull as you stumbled towards her voice. She was cradling someone, along with the Toruk Makto but their face was shielded from your view. Your vision was spotty before your body hit the floor.

Your eyes flutter open as you take a deep breath of air, gasping as your ears ring so loudly it feels painful. Your heart was racing so fast it felt as though it was going to be ripped from your chest.

It takes minutes for you to register that you are in the safety of your cot, away from the war. Your eyes well with hot tears before they stain your face and down to your ears. You cursed yourself quietly as you wept, you were the Tsakarem, you were a warrior, you were not meant to be weak. These terrors were not meant to plague you still, but a broken sob fell from your mouth as you recalled all the lost members of the Kekunan, your people ripped away from their family by metal machines and greedy humans, your eldest brother included.

It had been months, but the horrors of war plagued your mind, lurking behind every wall and shadow, threatening to consume you whole. The sun barely rising peaked through the flaps of your cot, blinding you for a few seconds as you laid there trying to regain your emotions.

You wipe your eyes as you push yourself to sit up, head pounding roughly before you stand.

Numbness coated your insides as you prepared to start your day. There was a lot of nothing going around the clan of Kekunan, families still learning to adjust to life without their loved ones and now that everyone was healed by your hands, and the hands of your mother, and the many healers in your clan, there was not much to do.

Once you made it outside of your cot you felt warmness bloom in your stomach, nudging you in the direction of your Ikran. Evu was a deep forest green, the tips of her wings were a soft shade of blue, and her wingspan larger than most. She was gentle, sweet and protective whenever you were around her and you felt her call to you.

The memory of not catching your brother on time had forced you to neglect time with Evu, feeling guilty anytime you looked at her, anytime you felt the welcoming breeze through your hair and on your skin, but you missed her.

With quick steps you made it to her, her head cocked to the side in silent question before she started happily chirping. In almost clumsy steps she made her way to you, nuzzling her face into yours as she continued to clack loudly. The ache that had settled into your chest seemed to melt away as you patted her softly, grabbing your kuru before connecting it with her.

You felt her excitement as you mounted her, your hearts thrumming as one as the two of you took off. This was the first time in weeks that you felt the wind kiss your skin and flow through your hair, your eyes watering slightly as you finally felt at ease. Your mind only focused on flying, the feeling of freedom consuming you.

It was clear that Evu was feeling just as cheerful as she soared freely, performing beautifully as she twirled in the air, showing off her skill. It dawned on you that she was trying to prove herself to you, to prove to you that she was worthy of riding and it caused your heart to soar. She thought she had done something wrong. Your hands gently soothed her as you patted her neck, praising her softly as the two of you flew above the jungle of Pandora.

You spent hours flying, only returning when the ache of your legs became too difficult to ignore. Your legs wobbled when your feet touched the ground, showering Evu with last bits of affection before walking to your parents' cot.

There was excitement consuming your people, it was palpable as they whispered to each other, pointing and smiling towards your parents cot. Before you could think too much about it, one of the village children ran up to you, calling out your name happily.

You smiled down at her, “Mawey, It’ey.”

She smiled shyly as she tried to catch her breath, but the twitch of her ears showed her excitement, “The Tsahik of the Omatikaya is here! She is asking for you!”

You felt like the blood drained from your face, nerves bubbling up your throat as you tried to think of what business the Tsahik could have with you. “Are you sure, It’ey?”

The young girl nodded, not catching onto the way your hands began to tremble slightly.

“Yes! She brought her daughter as well.”

You sent her a soft smile, patting her hair gently, “Thank you.”

It took a few seconds before you were able to continue on your track to your parents home. Memories rushed to the forefront of your mind as you recalled the last time they were here, and the outcome.

You did not regret the decision to fight with them, but it left you with so many internal scars that you have not been able to heal, you feared what they needed you for.

When you pushed the flap open you were met with 6 pairs of eyes glowing at you. You directed your gaze towards the guest first, “Mo’at, Neytiri, oel ngatie kameie.”

The older woman sent you a soft smile and just as you were about to turn to your parents, Neytiri caught your wrist and stilled your movements.

“It’s great to see you again, I wish I would have had more time to speak with you after everything happened, after the battle but-you look to be doing well. I hope you can find time for us to speak, show me around the Kekunan jungle.”

Your body tensed at the mention of the war, and if she noticed she did not comment on it. You only sent her a tight lipped smile before pulling away from her, greeting your parents and your two brothers. The air was tense in the cot, everyone staring at you with mixed emotions and you felt your throat tighten. “I was told by one of the children that I was being looked for.”

“Ah yes, come here ‘ite.”

You did as told, sitting down besides your mother, she began to soothe your hair, something she always did to try and comfort you and your siblings before giving you big news.

“The Tsahik and her daughter have traveled all the way over here for you.”

Your ears twitched softly, dread consuming you and you turned to look at the two women, “They have come to ask for your hand, for the Olo’eyktan.”

[simpforboys]

PILLOWTALK

jake sully x fem!omatikaya!reader

summary: you and jake mate… that’s basically it (like this is fr just smut)

warnings: smut, jake’s filthy mouth, praise/degradation kink, oral (m + f receiving), 69 position, ass slapping, cock warming

i’m having jake brainrot recently and i think i just ultimately need to sit on his face so (also i made the gif :3)

his hands were everywhere.

everywhere they could go, they were there. the feeling was erotic as you bit your lip, feeling his own lips trail down to your neck.

“jake-“ you gasped out, slightly pushing his shoulders back to recollect him. breathlessly, his lust-filled eyes blinked at you.

quickly, you grabbed your queue and held it up. the man soon got the hint and grabbed his own, both of you making tsaheylu.

the feeling made his ears falter as he closed his eyes, arousal pooling on your loincloth as he let out a small whimper.

“we are mated for life, ma jake.”

your words flicked a switch inside of him, a primal one to mark you as his to the whole clan.

his hands grabbed at your thighs, pulling you into his lap as he was desperate to touch you, to please you.

your hips directly on his, you could feel something poking your clit. your heart skipped a beat as your breath hitched, nails digging into his muscled biceps.

“i need you so bad, please-“ you pleaded. the affection and intimacy was all foreign, a feeling you’ve craved for a long time.

you heard jake swear under his breath, placing his hands on your butt as he laid down, flipping you around so your ass was above his face.

you gasped from the sudden movement, both your tails wagging in anticipation and excitement.

you felt his hands untie your loincloth, exposing your dripping cunt. he watched your clit throb, making him swear out, “fucking hell, y/n.”

his voice was raspy as you untied his own cloth, his fat, lengthy cock springing out. you hadn’t noticed your mouth started watering, too awed by the sight of his member.

“come on, baby.” jake said, wrapping his arms around your ass and pushing you onto his mouth. his hold was firm, letting you know you couldn’t escape even if you wanted to.

you purred out, feeling his tongue lap at your clit. in return, you placed your hand on the base of his blue cock. big purple veins coerced through his cock, and you anticipated feeling his cum down your throat.

you placed your mouth around his mushroom tip, feeling the pre cum ooze out. you watched his balls tense up as you moved to fondle them, his hips bucking as you took him further into your mouth.

you were pleasing him so well, jake decided to turn it into a competition. he sucked harshly on your clit, humming to cause a vibration. you moaned around his cock, rocking your hips subconsciously.

“that’s a good girl, bounce that pretty ass on my face.” jake said, using his large palm to slap your right cheek.

the fire-y sensation caused you to clench around nothing. while jake saw your clench, he stuck his middle and pointer finger inside the soaked hole.

you mewled at his touch, lowering your head until your nose touched his balls. you felt him twitch as hot cum sprayed in your mouth, making you gag from the unexpected liquid.

jake hadn’t had a blowjob in years, as earth was dying and he was shipped off to pandora. he didn’t want to cum that fast, but the way your tight throat felt, he couldn’t help it.

you smirked as you took your lips off his cock, continuing to jerk the base as more cum spurt out. “oh, fuck…”

the focus of getting him off was soon gone, causing you to relish the feelings he was making you feel.

you gripped his thighs, leaning up as you rode his face. he continued to hum on your clit, using his fingers to fuck into you quick.

“oh great mother,” you cursed. your vision became starry as the bright pinks, purples, and blues soon blurred into one as you came on his face.

you weren’t aware of your shaking legs as you used your mate for support, feeling him slurp up your cum.

“my fucking slut, did i say you can come?” jake asked, slapping your ass once more.

“no, ma jake-“ you breathed out, feeling him slip out from under you. you collapsed onto the ground, your back hitting the grass.

jake’s muscled frame was illuminated by the tree of voices, his hair a mess as his queue was still connected with yours.

your pussy seemed to come alive once more at the sight of his body, looking like eywa sculpted it herself.

“please, ma jake, i need you.”

“need me where?” he teased, pumping his throbbing cock. his bright yellow eyes roamed your body, taking everything like he was studying a map.

“please! jake i need you to fuck me,” in any other setting, you would be ashamed to be begging so hard for a man.

but the way your pussy ached attention and the way your mate smirked at you, you couldn’t care less.

“‘atta girl.” jake purred, guiding his cock into your pussy. you both gasped from the feeling, and you clenched around him as he whimpered in your ear.

“such a warm little pussy- if i knew this is what you felt like-“

the man didn’t get to finish as you were tired of the slowness of his hips. you began fucking back up into him, craving his cock deep in your cervix.

“does my whore want my cock that badly? what a desperate fucking thing.” he almost laughed at your eagerness, but his ears twitched as you moaned his name.

heat formed in his stomach as he fucked you quickly, his hips snapping against your thighs.

“right there, ma jake,” you breathed out. your hands grabbed his flexing biceps as you realize his head was down, watching where your two bodies became one.

his cock perfectly pounded against your g spot, causing your tail to wrap around his thigh to try and get him deeper.

“you’re so needy,” he said in your ear, an underlying purr in his voice.

“my mate fucks me too good.” you said in a hushed voice. you didn’t fail to see the smirk that tugged on his lips from your words.

“who’s pussy does this belong to? hmm?” he continued to tempt you, loving the way you clenched around his thick cock.

you wrongfully said nothing, too deep in euphoria as he rubbed your clit with his thumb.

jake let out a small growl, pulling out of your pussy. your eyes snapped open at the loss of contact.

“i asked you a question, pretty girl.”

“you, jake.”

“say it again.” he said harshly, shoving back deep into you. you moaned loudly, staring into his predatory eyes.

“my pussy belongs to you, jake!” you moaned out, feeling him rub your clit. your legs shook as they wrapped around his hips, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“never fucking forget who you belong to, whore.” he spat in your ear.

the pleasure was making the knot in your lower stomach want to explode. you were completely ruined for him, exactly how he wanted you to be.

“can i cum? please-“ you asked, a whine in your pretty voice.

“hmmm… no.”

you growled at his answer, eyes snapping open to which he let out a breathy chuckle at.

“please, ma jake. i need to cum on your cock.”

jake slapped your ass again, feeling his cock twitch and balls tighten.

“come on, baby. cum on this dick.”

your body shook as a powerful orgasm consumed you, making you out of it for fifteen seconds.

jake whimpered softly at the convulsing, his own cum spurting into your cervix. his hips were pressed firmly to your thighs, staying there as you milked his cock for all he was worth.

jake leaned over, pushing your hair out of your face as he pressed kisses to your lips.

“such a good girl, y/n. my good girl.”

you breathed out deeply, feeling him trap your body as he laid on your chest. his hard cock was still in you, but you were much too tired to care.

“i love you, ma jake.”

“i love you, y/n.”

you felt him kiss the space between your breasts, and soft purrs were heard shortly after as he fell asleep. his strong arms were wrapped around your body, not ever wanting to let you go.

you stared up at the tree of voices for a minute, silently thanking eywa for bringing this man to you.

never would you believe that you would fall for a dream walker, but jake was different. and as you closed your eyes, taking in the moment one more time, you wouldn’t have chosen anyone else after jake. he was your mate, your other half.

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Back in my Arms

You can find part one here

Ps. I'm so sorry about part one 😭😭😭 idk what took over me, but I'm sorry sorry sorry. And this is my apology:

It's been years. You wouldn't be able to tell how many. Ever since Jake left, time has been a blur, a long trail of melancholy that eventually turned into numbness.

Your day starts like so many others: dreaming of Jake. Of the look in his eyes that last time. The way you'd felt as you fell asleep in his arms. The sensation of his skin and the comfort of his voice.

And then you wake up. And just like the morning after that time, Jake's not by your side. He's gone.

As you go about your chores, you busy yourself with thinking of anything but Jake. It's a tough task, but after so many years of practice, it's become a little easier. Still excruciating, but easier.

You grab a berry and drop it in the basket.

You think, Maybe I'll go hunting later...

You take another berry.

With my bow. And take the knife—

Your thoughts quickly turn away as you realize that your knife is actually Jake's. One he gave you...

Or maybe I'll stay home. Help prepare dinner.

That thought doesn't lead you to Jake. So you indulge it.

You're deep in your thoughts, lost in a painless world far away when you hear something rustling in the bushes behind you.

You turn around, ready for whatever creature might be hunting you. Palulukan? Ikran? Sky People? You're prepared.

You expected everything but what you find.

At first, you're not sure you haven't lost your mind. And then you don't care if you have. Nothing else matters.

You're rooted to your spot, the basket slipping from your suddenly numb fingers, berries spilling everywhere.

He looks good. A little older, a pain settled deep in his expression. But his eyes are the same. He's the same man you've loved for all this time.

His breathing is labored, eyes roaming over you as if he can't see you enough.

On wobbly legs you stand, heart racing, terror spreading in your chest at the thought that this might be another of your dreams. Another trick. Another morning when you'll wake up without him.

He breathes your name and you're knocked back into reality. For the first time in years, your soul is actually in your body, living in the moment and not in your thoughts.

You run to Jake and jump into his arms. He hugs you, holding you to him, burying his face in your shoulder. Your legs wrap around his waist and you rest your head on his.

You only realize you're crying when you hear yourself sob. He holds you tighter, squeezing you softly.

“I love you,” he says against your skin. “I love you. I'm so sorry. I love you.”

You shake your head, grabbing his face in your hands as he places you on the floor. “Don't apologize. Don't apologize.” You kiss his lips, almost melting from the feeling. The missing piece of you is back. That crater in your chest finally filled. “You're back,” you state the obvious, your eyes studying his, still unable to believe this is real.

He kisses your forehead softly, gently, his hands holding onto your waist. “I am,” he sighs. “I am. I should've come back much sooner. I'm so sorry.”

“It's okay, it's okay, Jake,” you tell him gently. “It's alright. I understand why you had to leave. I do—”

“No, I shouldn't have,” he says. “I should've stayed. My place is here. My family is here. My home is here.” He kisses you again, pulling you against him, resting his chin on the top of your head. “You're here. And I should've never left. I don't know why I thought I could manage without you.”

You kiss his shoulder softly, his neck. You take in his scent. Your hands caress his bare torso and suddenly you feel a familiar, aching warmth pool in your womb.

You glance up at Jake, your eyes meeting his amber gaze, and you can tell he feels the heat too.

His hands softly caress your hips and he pulls you closer. He smiles, one of his hands sliding all the way up to your face, and he can't glance away. “My baby...”

You break. All those emotions you've buried deep down inside of you bursting apart. You cry, sobs starting to escape your lips.

Jake just gently wipes your tears away. “My beautiful, gorgeous baby,” he says softly. “I love you.” He kisses your forehead carefully. His lips are warm and familiar, and a sensation of home that you haven't felt in a long time takes over you. Suddenly you're filled with aching desire.

The way you kiss Jake lets him know what you want, and he wants just the same.

He kisses your lips, his hands moving to hold onto your hips. He leads you to the floor, hands gentle, holding you close. He slides a thigh between yours, rubbing against your clit.

You whine softly. You missed this. Not only the pleasure, that's the least. You missed feeling him with you, his skin to yours, his hands over your body.

Jake's mouth falls to your neck, licking and nipping at the skin. “Angel,” he says quietly, his voice deep and husky.

You hum in response. “Jake...”

He bites your shoulder. “Angel, I...I have something I want to do...”

You nod softly, your eyes meeting his as he pauses his attack on your neck and shoulders. “Yeah?”

He swallows hard, his tail flicking from side to side, obviously nervous. “I...I want to be yours. Truly yours.”

Your eyes widen. “Mine?” you echo, voice breathy, mouth going dry.

He nods, grabbing his braid and holding it up to you. “Baby...if you'll have me, I want to be your mate.”

You can't look away from him. You're ecstatic, your heart leaving your chest. And you just can't believe this is happening.

But it's happening. It's happening and Jake's awaiting your answer.

“Are you—Really? I...On Eywa's name...I would love that, Jake,” you stutter, tripping over your words, trembling from excitement.

He breathes a sigh of relief, his eyes lighting up, a smile spreading on his face.

You timidly reach for your braid, holding it to his. Your eyes are on the tendrils as they lock together. You gasp as you feel a shock of love and desire surge through you.

“Goddamn,” Jake grunts, his pupils going wide until only a thin lining of amber is left of his eye.

Carefully, Jake climbs on top of you. His eyes are warm and loving, and there's a soft shine of predatory desire in them.

“Oh, love. I've missed you,” he groans, one of his hands teasing your pussy through your loincloth. “So much...I've needed you all this time.”

You whine softly. “Me too...I've missed your everything.”

He chuckles softly. “You're so fucking adorable, baby. So sweet...so cute. I love it.” He kisses the tip of your nose. “I missed your everything too.”

Jake removes your loincloth, his hand gently tracing up your slit. He then pulls his own loincloth off, letting his thick cock rest against your soaked cunt.

You spread your legs some more, breathing heavily. He takes the hint and slides into you slowly, stretching your velvet walls, filling you to the brim.

You have the sudden image of Jake smiling, chasing after a few little kids of your own. Neteyam and Loak and Tuk and Kiri playing with your kids...Your body soft and swollen with his baby...

Your heart flutters, quietly yearning for that future...

“Jake,” you whisper through a small moan. “Jake, I want...” You blush, shy, unsure of whether or not you should tell him.

He kisses your lips softly. “Tell me, baby. You can tell me anything.”

You blush more, closing your eyes and quietly saying, “I want to have your babies...” You grimace at the way it sounds, embarrassed about the mere thought of it.

Jake's heart is in his throat. “You...you do?” he asks you, breathless.

You nod. “Yes.” Your voice is small and quiet, a little squeak.

He kisses your lips hungrily, lovingly. “Love, nothing would make me happier than givin' you my babies...Having you be the mother of my children...” He smiles at you, holding your gaze. “I would give anything for you to mother my babies. Nothing would make me happier.” He gently pushes a strand of hair behind your ear.

His thrusts start out slow and soft, fucking you with care. He ensures you enjoy each little movement he makes. Through tsaheylu, he measures your pleasure, softly working your ecstasy into a steady buzz of satisfaction.

You whine softly, legs wrapping around his waist, pushing him deeper. Your cunt flutters around him, making him groan.

You can feel his own pleasure through the bond. It only adds to your own bliss, making your body tremble slightly with a soft warmth.

“Jake,” you whine, eyes rolling back into your head, your sharp canines digging into your soft bottom lip.

Jake can't look away from you. He just keeps his eyes on your face, watching all of your gorgeous expressions, his cock twitching within you. “Fuck,” he gasps, voice thick and clouded with lust. “God-fuckin'-damn.”

Your nails scrape over his shoulders, your heels dig into his lower back. Your body arches, pushing you further against him. He takes the opportunity to softly kiss your neck, licking it and biting it, ensuring he leaves his mark.

You murmur something unintelligible, a moan slicing through your sentence and breaking your words apart. Jake chuckles. “What was that, baby?” he asks softly, placing open-mouthed kisses all over your jaw.

You blush slightly, both from the exertion and from the effect Jake's voice has on you. “I want you t'fill me up,” you beg. “Wanna be so full of you. Please!”

He grunts. You feel the arousal your words send through him and it makes you gasp softly.

“Goddamn,” he moans lowly. He grabs one of your thighs and pushes it over his shoulder, allowing him to fuck deeper into you.

You cry out at the new angle, each thrust sending a coil of unbearable pleasure that tightens in your womb. Your eyes fall shut, eyebrows furrowed as you fight your growing orgasm.

You can feel Jake's not close, know he's got a while longer to go before he comes.

But your ecstasy is growing too much, too fast. You can't keep it down, no matter how much you silently beg, not yet not yet not yet!

Jake laughs when he realizes what you're doing. “Come for me, girl,” he says softly, his voice rolling right into your ear. “Come on my cock, sweetheart. And then I'll give you what you want, hm?”

You whimper quietly. “Jake! Jake!”

He smiles, nuzzling his face into your neck. “I know, love. I know...you're doing so well, girl. Being so good...” He gently nips at the shell of your ear. “Think you can come for me? Just that last little favor, baby...”

You whine, nodding. You allow your body a second to just enjoy the moment, and immediately your bliss crashes over you, sending you into a toe-curling orgasm. You moan and then your mouth falls open in a silent oh! that never gets to leave your lips. You tremble under Jake, soft body shuddering as your pleasure wrecks through you.

And Jake had been prepared to last longer, to fuck you again and again, but the sensation of your orgasm through tsaheylu sends him into a dizzying spiral, and suddenly he finds himself coming, spurting his seed deep inside of you.

You gasp at the sudden sensation of his cum filling you, eyes fluttering shut. “Jake,” you whine softly.

He grunts into your ear, still sending rope after rope of his load deep into your womb. His hips still their rough movements and he gently grinds against you.

“Mmm...” you hum, content. “Thank you.”

He nuzzles into your neck, kissing you there. His breathing is heavy, his entire body trembling and limp, exhausted from the force of his release and the relief of having you back.

He wants to tell you that you don't have to thank him. He wants to tell you he loves you. He wants to tell you that you're everything to him, that the best thing he's done so far is come back for you. That he's complete with you in his arms.

He just can't find the words.

But you don't need him to say it. You already know; you can feel his ardent love for you, and that's more than enough.

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A few years later

You're lying on your back by the riverbed, blue skin warm from the shining sun, breathing soft and steady.

You hear them before you see them.

Tuk runs out of the bushes behind you, laughing and gigging, and after her your twins. Giggling and squealing, chasing her, feet still a little clumsy but not enough that you can't send them to play on their own.

And far behind them, Jake. He has an enormous smile on his face, his eyes glowing as he watches the kids play around.

He sees you on the riverbed and his heart skips a beat. He's absolutely certain that it's never going to stop. You will always cause that reaction within him. And he loves it.

He lays down beside you, leaning on his elbow.

“How you holdin' up, love?” he asks, placing a kiss on your forehead.

You hum gently. “Good, actually.”

“I'm glad,” he says. He places a huge hand on your swollen tummy, already big from a few months with another of his children. “And the little one?”

You smile, placing your hand on top of his as he caresses your stomach. “Kicking all morning, fell asleep just now.”

Jake chuckles and kisses your cheek fondly. “Have you gotten any sleep?”

You laugh gently. “Some, yeah.”

He sighs softly. “Baby, you know you should sleep more. It's good for you.”

“I know,” you reply.

My reality is so much better than any dreams my mind can come up with, and I can't bear to close my eyes for too long.

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A/N: I apologized already but OMG I AM SO SORRY STILL :((( I hope this part made up for the first one!!!

Also, I was gonna publish the time skip happy ending as a separate epilogue, but since I made you suffer in part one, you absolutely deserved to get the happy ending now.

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I wet you like water but she stained you like blood.

Pairing: widowed!dilf!jake sully x younger!female!human!reader

CW: slight sexual language, can be triggering to some, heartbreak, age gap kink, hurt/no comfort, age gap relationship problems, angst, reader reminiscing (pls tell me if I missed anything) 

So, yeah... I never know when I'm gonna come back with another writing. My hiatus n working periods are all a bit unpredictable lol sorry. Anyways... I literally spent the whole night awake n I was struck by a sudden lightning of creativity early in the morning and I edited this chapter n wrote a bit more, but I still haven't slept at all, so, I apologize if some parts of this make no sense at all. I'll fix it when I can. Hope you guys like it <3 ily guys a whole lot :)) obs: this chapter is a shorter one.

Slightly proofread.

Chapter 4 𓆩♡𓆪

They say all's well that ends well

But I'm in a new hell every time you double-cross my mind

You said if we had been closer in age maybe it would've been fine

And that made me want to die

The idea you had of me, who was she?

A never-needy, ever-lovely jewel whose shine reflects on you

All Too Well - 10 minutes Version (Taylor Swift)

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It had been 1 year since the last time you saw Jacob Sully. Or Jakey, like you used to call him. The wound never healed. It still throbbed and bled every time you remembered the words he told you that dreadful day. "I think we should stop seeing each other." It felt like you would never get over him. How can one get over such an overpowering, raw feeling? He marked you forever, like a bruise that seemed to never disappear from your skin.

The flashback came like thunder in a storm, haunting your thoughts with a loud pain that echoed through your mind. What you told Jake that night.

“The truth is I love you. The truth is I can't take this anymore. I'm giving you my everything but you don't seem to be doing the same. You're still guarded.” There was a tense period of silence “Jake… I love you. But I don't think you feel the same.”

Maybe you shouldn't have said anything. Maybe if you had kept your mouth shut, he would still be with you.

Ugh!! Stop that, now, (y/n)! Some self love, please? You're better than this. You deserve better.

You tried to convince yourself of that, at least.

The pain was unbearable at times and almost easy to conceal at other times. It depended on how distracted with work or your studies you were. These days you ran to any distraction that could ease the perpetual angst that squeezed your heart inside its hands all the fucking time. It had been like that ever since Jake left you. What were you expecting anyway? You should have known you were never truly loved by Jake. The love of his life was Neytiri and it would always be, alive and walking through Pandora or dead and with Eywa.

It felt beyond weird to have to hear people talking about Jake and have to pretend he was a stranger to you, someone you barely knew, when he had actually left a mark so strong on you, a memory ingrained in your brain, a feeling, a pain buried inside your heart that made you want to scream and hit your head against a wall. That's how much it hurt.

You would never have his body against yours again, warming you up when it was cold, after you spent the whole day in that damn lab, studying Pandoran plants but all you could really concentrate on was how much you missed his reassuring, protective presence. He made you feel safe for the first time in your life. But now he is gone. Just like every single good thing you ever had in your life. But you know what? Maybe your mother was right, maybe love wasn't really something that could ever last forever.

Did Jake ever really make a real effort to be with you? Thinking back, it was extremely easy for him to just come to you and fuck you anytime he felt sad and lonely. What if you had just been a naive, dumb girl all this time? Were you mourning a love that never actually existed? It was always so hard to talk to him about his feelings for you, he never actually let you in, to be honest. All the time you two spent together, you were never able to know if he ever saw you as a partner or just a fuck buddy. 

Oh, but the high… it was worth all the lows. The butterflies in your stomach every time you guys were almost caught fucking in the back of your work room by Norm. Eventually you guys had to tell him about your situationship because, oh well… he already knew what was going on, really. Norm is not a fool or a child. He could add 2 plus 2.

The adrenaline was worth all the tears. And, fuck… you would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

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Double Penetration

Jake x Fem!Na’vi!Reader x Tonowari

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warnings: 18+ MDNI!, anal, p in v, threesome

translations:

You weren’t supposed be here, definitely not.

Squished between two big men, one of them being your chief.

Yet here you were, whining as your own chief tried to stuff his cock into your full hole.

“‘S not gonna fit!” You whine

“Shit, squeezin’ me so tight already…” Jake grunted in your ear

“Let us try… something different.” Tonowari suggested

You relax for a second, your head lying on Jake’s shoulder.

Jake was laid up under you, his hand came up to smooth your messy hair. Tonowari was behind you on his knees, his larger hands gripping your ass.

“Poke it out for him baby.” Jake urged you

You arch your back further, poking your ass back for Tonowari. You feel his thumb over your asshole, gently rubbing back and forth, deciding if he should go through with it.

“She’s tight.” Jake mumbled

“I know…” Tonowari looked back at him, “Squeezes so well, doesn’t she?”

Jake laughed, looking back down to find your wide eyes staring up at him.

As Tonowari lines his cock up with your tight asshole, Jake pulls you into a gentle kiss.

He slowly enters you, inch by inch, filling you up and stretching you in the most delicious way. You moan inti Jake’s mouth, unable to process all of the sensations you were feeling. The feeling of being filled in both holes overwhelming and intense.

Jake pulls away, “Be a good girl, I know you can.”

The two men start to move in sync, their cocks sliding in and out of you, their hands gripping your hips and pulling you onto them. You can feel every inch of them, stretching and filling you completely. Your moans turn into screams as they pick up the pace, their thrusts becoming faster and harder.

You can feel the pleasure building in the pit of your stomach, and you know that you're close to reaching your climax.

Tonowari leans forward and kisses your neck, his hands reaching around to cup your breasts as he continues to thrust into you.

Jake leans down and whispers in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "You feel so good, baby. I want you to cum for us. Cum all over our cocks."

His words push you over the edge, and you scream as your orgasm washes over you. Your body tightens around them, and they both groan as they continue to thrust into you, riding out your orgasm with you.

“Gonna cum in this pussy…” Jake mumbled

Tonowari followed behind him soon after, stuffing you up nicely.

The feeling of their hot cum filling you from both holes sends you into pure euphoria, and you moan and writhe between them.

Tonowari’s the first to pull out, stumbling back as his own hands shake.

Jake pressed your head to his chest as he gently pulled out, making whiny moans leave your lips.

“Did so good.” He kissed the top of your head

“Very, very good.” Tonowari agreed

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