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Friendly Fire - Chapter Two: Acting Up

Ellie Thibodeaux holds arguably the worst job in Bridgehead City. She’s not a cook. She’s not even a cleaner. She’s the resident RDA psychiatrist, and her next assignment is helping the formerly deceased Project Phoenix come to terms with being brought back to life as an entirely different species.

Enter Colonel Miles Quaritch, the most reluctant, and most challenging patient she’s ever had the displeasure of treating.

James Cameron’s Avatar - The Way of Water (2022)

Recombinant Quaritch x ofc (currently professional/platonic, enemies/annoyances to friends, could be more & Quaritch x Paz Socorro

Warnings: mild swears

Tagging: @kmc1989 (lmk if you want added to the taglist!)

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Chapter One | Chapter Three

Acting Up

That’s just the Colonel, sweetheart! Try harder next time, m’kay?

Try harder?

Like he wasn’t some impassable brick wall of a man…alien…whatever…that she had absolutely zero common ground with?

Nope. Just try harder.

Sure thing, boss.

Luckily, her other patients were gradually warming up to her. Wainfleet was surprisingly forthcoming, after he figured out that Tibbs wasn’t the only one who liked comic books. Just a big kid with a gun. Absolutely nothing to dissect there.

Zdinarsk had shyly asked for help managing her braid, then invited Ellie to “come hang” with her and the other recoms sometime, whatever that meant.

It was only Quaritch who was being deliberately obtuse.

But Ellie had another problem. She was the talk of Bridgehead. Sure, for the reason that the Colonel was her new patient. And for the bigger issue that somebody had blabbed about her missing arm. Now there were stares and sly sideways looks wherever she went. She couldn’t stand the whispering. It made her mad as all Hell that she was no longer invisible. That everybody knew her by sight and reputation, for her handicap.

I am not a victim. I am a survivor.

The mantra her very own ‘shrink’ had given her as armour. Over and over and over in her head.

Session Two did not get off to a good start. She’d have bet her next paycheque on Quaritch ditching her couch.

In fact, he’d shown up early. She was the one who was late by being on time.

Jeez, she couldn’t stand him. She was going to be extremely unprofessional in 3…2…1…

“Off the record, before we begin-“ Ellie spoke up as she lowered herself into her human-sized chair. “Can I have a word with you?”

“Sure thing, shrink-wrap.”

”Stop-“ She grumbled and rubbed her temples. “Hm. Kindly refrain from calling me that, please.”

“Since you asked nicely.”

Ellie sighed with relief. “Thank you.”

“I’ll save it for special occasions.”

She groaned out loud.

“And bank holidays.”

“You-…” Ellie faltered before regaining her rhythm and setting her mouth in a firm line. “Ugh, whatever.”

Quaritch was looking at her expectantly.

“So-“ She demanded. “Who’d you tell about my arm?!”

“Say what now?” He seemed genuinely surprised.

“People have been talking about me behind my back, since our last session.” She complained. “I don’t appreciate that. Not one bit.”

“Hey there-“ He held up a hand to hush her. ”I ain’t said shit about your rusty-ass arm!”

She regarded him suspiciously. His expression was genuine enough. ”Really?”

“Not a word.” The Colonel actually looked offended. “What, you think you’re the first handicap I’ve worked with?”

Of course she wasn’t. There was another.

“You ain’t special.” He huffed. “So you done actin’ up? Or what?”

“Well, somebody said something.” Ellie muttered.

“Good thing I’m not paying for your so-called help, ‘cause so far: not impressed. Un-pro-fess-io-nal.” He emphasised each syllable, making her cower down in embarrassment. “Now, where were we?”

Ellie hated it. Couldn't stand how he just took control over anything she tried to do.

”Oh yeah. That’s right…“ He leaned closer to her, fixing her with an intense stare. “What bit ya?”

”Nuh-uh.” Ellie shook her head. “Not doing it.”

“Come on now, Doc. Holding out on me will get you nowhere. I’m a patient man.”

Now she had him.

Ellie cocked an eyebrow, glancing up from her notebook. ”Man?”

A cheap shot. And it clearly stung like a mother. Fight instincts of both human and alien beast kicked in. Fists clenched and fangs bared before the Colonel could collect himself.

She didn’t so much as blink at his intimidation tactic and once again the room was plunged into silence.

“Hey now. Are you done-“ She spoke calmly, mimicking his tone, letting her lips curl upwards into a smirk. “-acting up?”

”Smart mouth.” He nodded slowly, almost appreciatively. “So tell me, what exactly did you plan on doing next?”

“Next?” She was lost.

“I could give you a disciplinary for your attitude towards a superior officer.” Ellie felt the beads of sweat break out on her forehead, even in the air-conned space. “Easily. But I’m interested to see how this plays out, so I’m gonna let that one slide.”

”Why?” She didn’t understand.

“That was a nice little spark.” He grinned. “Took you long enough. But I want to see if I can get you breathing fire.”

Ellie blinked, taken aback. Did he just green-light her to cuss him out?

It would be plumbing the depths of professional conduct for sure, but they didn’t exactly teach you how to deal with the dead resurrected in medical school.

Quaritch rolled his eyes at her, still gawping at him stupidly.

“Listen. Ardmore isn’t the only one around here who can get you the things you need.” He spelled it out for her. “Or want. So play nice.”

“Huh.” She mulled the thought over. Interesting.

“Talk.” He urged her.

Ellie sighed heavily. He really wasn’t going to drop it. May as well put the elephant in the room out of its misery.

Here we go.

”A former patient attacked me. I wanted to refer him to someone else, and he didn’t take it very well at all.” She explained quietly. ”He choked out my receptionist…then came after me.”

Quaritch nodded, his expression neutral. No shock, but no sympathy, no condolence either. “How’d you get away?”

There was a long pause.

”Barely.” She swallowed the bile back down as she finally answered. Trickle-feed the information.

Make the bond.

“I see.” The Colonel remained stony-faced. “Been there, kid.”

“Uh-huh.”

Not a victim not a victim not a victim.

“Listen, you ain’t the only one here got bit by something you staked your trust in.” Ellie’s head jerked, when Colonel spoke again, he sounded surprisingly gentle. “You just have the mighty fine privilege of still being alive in the traditional sense.”

“For the record-“ She admitted “-I spoke out against bringing you back, Quaritch.”

Hoo boy, that might sting too.

“That’s cold, girly.” The snarl was lingering around the corners of his mouth again, fangs glinting with every word. “You wanted me to stay dead, huh?”

“No rest for the wicked.” She answered dryly. “But maybe you deserve that.”

“Pretty sure the entire Na’vi population would agree with you there.” He nodded. “But a philosophiser you ain’t, you’re one of them other p-words that get paid a lot more.”

Ellie frowned, unsure if he was strategically calling her other bad names in lieu of shrink-wrap.

“Project Phoenix is unethical. But since there is no moral legislation for Pandoran natives, or recombinants, my hands are tied. I’ve been told to treat you, so I have to.” It was her turn to spell things out. “But, I’m not sure how much I can help someone who so clearly doesn’t want it.”

”True.” He agreed. “So then just give up.”

“No!” Ellie fired back. “What part don’t you get about I have to?”

“If you’re so convinced I’m beyond saving, Doc-“ He spread his hands out wide for emphasis “-why even bother? Throw in the towel.”

“I’ve been given this assignment by Ardmore.” “I need to see it through.” She insisted. “Even if you don’t get anything out of this…at least I tried.”

“Oh, I’m getting plenty.” The Colonel nodded. “But no job’s worth wasting your life on.”

”That what you tell your troops?” Project Phoenix was potentially a suicide mission.

“They know what’s at stake. And as for you…you ain’t got my respect, yet.” Quaritch smiled grimly. “But you have my attention, for now.”

“Maybe that’s enough.” Ellie suggested. “For us to work together.”

“Symbiosis.” He nodded. “I like a project.”

Ellie wrinkled her nose in indignation. He was supposed to be her project.

“My men tell me you’re alright.” Quaritch mentioned abruptly. “‘Tibbs ain’t as bad as the other science pukes’, that’s what they said.”

“Did they now?” Ellie’s interest was piqued.

“Where I’m from, that’s a hefty compliment.” He cocked his head, ears pricking up. “I heard Z offered you an invitation.”

“She did.”

”I also heard you ain’t taken her up on it yet.”Quaritch tutted and gave her a stern look that made her want to disappear down into her own boots, like a child being scolded. “Bad manners.”

“I, uh-…“ The scientists didn’t socialise with the recom soldiers. It wasn’t a hard-and-fast rule, but it might as well be.

“You’d do well to accept that offer, while it lasts.” He warned her. “Or I’ll go back to callin’ ya shrink-wrap.”

”I’ll think about it, Colonel.” Ellie offered a small smile.

“Good.” Finally, he seemed pleased about something. “Be seein’ ya then, kiddo.”

After he left, she sat for a long time, trying to analyse their session so she could write her report. Trying to analyse him.

Quaritch wasn’t the only one holding one Hell of a grudge. Who would stop at nothing for vengeance against those who had crossed them.

She understood. Because they were the same.

Ellie would have given another of her limbs to avenge the one she’d lost. To make the bastard that took her arm, and very nearly her life, suffer beyond belief.

She and the Colonel had more in common than either of them were willing to admit.

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Ayluna! The bbgirl herself!

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[signfromeywa]

I am working on my first reef Na'vi OC! This is just a concept sketch, I still need to do a real design :3 She will be Mommy! A goddess in fact! I want her to be super duper pretty! But also really independent and she can fight if she wants.

Also, first time doing a real colored sketch :D I hope you like it

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She got overwhelmed

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Sacred Waters, Sacred Hearts Chapter 1

A Male OC! Metkayina x Fem Human! Reader | Word Count: 1722

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A/N : Both Rukan and reader are in their mid 20's

" " = direct speech | ' ' = Metkayina sign language | Bold = English

Another night approaches as multiple moons emerge from the waves. I adjust my mask, ensuring it's sealed to my cheeks, as I shuffle off my light shawl, leaving just my wetsuit and waterproof tablet. The morning winds nip at my exposed skin, and I make haste into the reef, gracefully submerging myself and diving down to the reef bed to escape the chill of the evening.

I was one of the last marine biologists left on Pandora after the fall of the Omatikaya's Hometree, yet by the grace of Eywa I was taken into her embrace and was allowed to live amongst the flora and fauna. I now reside on the coastline a couple hours from the Metkayina settlements; respecting the ocean-dwelling Navi immensely, I made sure to leave them alone and stay in my small corner of the ocean; content with just researching and documenting the underwater flora and fauna. Though I may seem isolated here on my lonesome I do make frequent calls to Norm and Max to update their data files, ordering human supplies or just for a chat yet sometimes I yearn for someone else to share my experiences with...

Weaving through bioluminescent kelp, flippers boost me through the currents I glide to a halt and unsheathe my switchblade to harvest some vegetation and check on the coral's health. Happy with the healthy flora and the harvest I document photos for my log and bask in the temperate waters. I smile at the stillness from the ocean bed, turning onto my back and gazing up through the water's surface, mesmerised by the reflection of light shimmering across the lapping waves from below.

Eventually, my lungs begin to burn yearning for oxygen, and I move to breach the surface, breaking the water tension my mask immediately intakes the Pandoran air and swiftly converts it to plain oxygen. As I catch my breath, I watch Ilu ride the waves and birds dive into the ocean to nab up small fish for their dinner. My stomach rumbles at the through and my mind drifts back to the edible vegetation in my pouch, I paddle back to shore and squeeze the water from my hair before I begin stoking a fire to roast my own dinner.

Time gets away from me as I continue to do tasks onshore like chopping wood and transferring files into the databank. My thoughts are disturbed by a shrill ring, Norm's contact blaring from my tablet. I quickly accept it as Norm appears on the screen; giving a curt wave before he started speaking.

"Hey (Y/n), how are you? Hope I didn't catch you at a bad time, but I have a favour to ask." He rambles, arms gesturing awkwardly.

"Uh, nah I'm not doing much; how can I help ya Norm?" I say absent-mindedly as I continue weaving a new blanket, preparing for the cooler weather.

"Mo'at needs some specific medicinal herbs, but they can only be found in the deeper parts of the reef bed. Considering you're now quite an adept diver I thought to ask you first before connecting with the Metkayina traders."

"Oh yeah no problem, I'll duck out in a moment and get that heading your way no problem" I smile as I stand to pull my wetsuit back on from its drying rack.

Norm rubs his nape and bows his head in gratitude "I can't thank you enough (Y/n) just text me when you're done so I can send someone out there to collect the goods"

"Easy, I'll get back to you soon, but if you don't hear back by tomorrow afternoon assume I drowned" I laugh in jest.

I watch as Norm scrunches his face in horror "Don't make me come over there for a welfare check buddy, because I will! I swear it." Norm sighs exasperated by my words wagging his finger to the camera.

"Oh, I'm just kidding Normie; have some faith in me will ya." I giggle as I slip the thick fabric up my torso, Navi stripes adorn the fabric, mimicking the Metkayina's camouflage.

"How many times have I asked you to quit it with the 'Normie'…" Norm scolds but it holds no venom at all. "Look, you better update me straight away ok! I got to go; Max needs some help in the lab, see ya (Y/n)." He waves and disconnects as I wave goodbye myself.

I release a sigh as I take a final note of all the things I need and make sure my mask is free from damage as I set out. I walk out of the airlock to the edge of the mangroves and leap into the deeper portion, my vision is hindered by a myriad of bubbles for a moment before settling down, I begin the descent into the sandbank, I had no need for a flashlight due to the high concentration of bioluminescence, I glide through the waters and corals with ease and gradually letting some oxygen in through my air tank, I only used it for longer expeditions as I like to train my lung capacity.

I swim further from my base, lowering my altitude as I dive into a stunning deep cave. I spotted the herbs; it looked like sea moss; excellent in curing skin ailments when ground into a salve. I push faster through the currents and into the jagged coral formation that the moss grew on, not seeing the signature Metkayina markers for a protected area... I peeled it from its roots and placed it into a leather pouch, deeming it enough I turned to make my way back out, but I was stunned into silence as a massive shadow passed by the gaps in the coral.

It was an Akula…a massive shark-like beast who not even the Navi deem as a friend. My lungs constricted as I limited agitating the water around me. I waited with bated breath as the Akula swam circles around the exit, I peered timidly out as I no longer detect its presence. So, I make the decision to slowly rise to the entrance of the cave. I make the dash, but the Akula notices the disruption and flings itself in my direction, a terrified gargle escapes my throat as I weave hastily through the outcrops narrowly avoiding its snapping jaws.

In my adrenaline-fueled state, I didn't notice another join the fray. Until a muffled roar is heard from the Akula as it flees back deeper into the cave system. I burrow myself into the coral hiding from my painful death as I go to release more oxygen into my mask, my hands fumble with a pierced tube and my eyes widen in realisation.

My oxygen supply is drained and I'm so far from the surface.

My panic only spikes further as piercing blue eyes peer down at me cuddled up in the coral like a child.

It was a Metkayina patroller, he was mounted on an Ilu as he scowled in my direction, his rapid signing not going unnoticed.

I gingerly raise my hand and sign 'I mean no harm. I'm with the Omaticaya, gathering medicinal herbs for our injured, but can you help me to the surface I need to breathe…'

He shook his head frustrated but for a moment I could see the disbelief in his eyes at my fluency. 'You do not belong here tawtute, let alone in a protected area, go back to the forest.' But his eyes soften when he sees me start to go blue, my eyes pleading as I point to the surface. He sighs exasperated as he snatches my arm and hauls me into his chest atop his Ilu, jetting to the surface. My vision gets splotchy as we break the water, my mask luckily taking in the air again with no issue.

As I fill my strained lungs again, I'm abruptly shoved off the Ilu and dunk under momentarily pouting as I surface and gazing up at the Navi with a smug look on his face. He points his finger at me.

"Do not touch tawtute, it is a protected site and you're too close to the village" he states, shaking his head. "Go" He states his finned arm pointing back to shore.

"Sorry I didn't see the marker, I'll stay away, promise." I put up my pinky finger momentarily before realising he wouldn't know what it meant. He leans back, a hairless brow raising in suspicion.

"Silly tawtute…" He mutters under his breath before urging again "I'll accompany you home just to make sure that Akula leaves you be. I don't want your pitiful death on my conscience." He states "But you're swimming yourself…"

I laugh "Fine by me" I say before setting back on course. I paddle on the water's surface beside the Metkayina on his Ilu, swimming in silence for most of the way. I'm broken out of my thoughts as his words pierce the silence.

"What are those on your feet…" He questioned, with an ounce of curiosity evident in his tone. I gaze back for a moment checking for any foreign matter.

"Flippers. Helps me swim faster and easier, kind of how your feet and tail help you through the water." I say casually, lifting one from the water to flaunt it with a smile, his face scrunching up as water flicks him in the face.

"I see…" His words were cut short as my home was spotted over the water. Nestled into the mangroves and covered in my hand-woven cloths and netting.

"Well, here's my stop" I sigh as I pull myself up into the mangroves and onto the net platforming.

A curious hum leaves his throat as he gazes at my abode. "Looks somewhat like our villages… yet so tawtute." He mumbles scratching at his nape.

Honestly, over the past hour, I have grown fondness for this Navi. I can't help but blurt out "(Y/n)." His eyes shoot to me confused. "My name… it's uh (Y/n)" I state my cheeks flushing.

"(Y/n)…" He takes a moment letting my name digest "Rukan…" he replies before abruptly diving on his Ilu and swimming off in the direction of the village.

"Rukan…. What a nice name" I smile before heading inside to preserve the moss and notifying Norm of a successful expedition.

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Neytiri watching reader flirt with Jake, so she over stimulates reader and edges jake while having them look at each other?

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ALL WORK IS MY ORIGINAL WORK! I DON’T OWN ANY CHARACTERS

SUMMARY: The reader is a part of the Omitikaya clan and has known Neytiri since they were young. Who knew talking about mating with Jake would push Neytiri to the edge, showing her what she’s wanted all along.

 WARNINGS: nsfw(18+), smut, minors dni, clit play, degradation kink, fingering, squirting, avatar/na'vi!jake, dilf!jake, fem!bodied reader, creampie, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dry humping, pet names (babygirl, dirty girl), poly relationship

PAIRING: jake sully x neytiri, jake sully x reader, neytiri x reader, jake sully x reader x neytiri

NOTES: My song suggestion for this part is… Fucked my way up to the top by Lana del Rey<3

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Your breath was stuck in your throat as you tried regulating it. You couldn't help it, Neytiri wanted to push you over the edge again and again, and you were letting her. She had her head burrowed in between your legs, sucking on your clit yet again. Her tongue lapping up the fresh cum from your pussy as it dripped out of you all over her mouth. You couldn't believe you were finally in this predicament. You had wanted her since you were both young, but when the sky people came, Jake caught her eye. He caught your eye too, he was an attractive na’vi afterall. You thought after they mated the feelings would subside, but you were wrong. Your feelings only escalated from there. You wanted them both, desperately and you couldn't hide it anymore. 

You had been chatting with Jake at the edge of a cliff, not thinking much of it. You two had been there with your ikran’s as you talked about how the ceremony for the newborn baby’s would go.

“Why don’t you have a mate yet y/n? You’re young and attractive, anyone would be happy being your mate.” Jake said as he circled you, looking you up and down. His gaze lingered on your breasts and the curve of your ass.

“I don’t think one mate could be enough for me Jake.” You responded as you copied him, circling him eyeing him up and down. He suddenly grabbed your chin forcing you to come to a stop to look at him.

“So you're a greedy girl.” He said as he lowered his face towards you, a smirk pulling at his lips as he took in the gasp you let out.

“Ma Jake, one has never been enough for her.” Neytiri suddenly said, appearing behind you, taking you by surprise as she grabbed onto your shoulders from behind. 

And that’s how you ended up in this situation, with Neytiri in between your legs rolling your clit on her tongue and lips over and over again as she slowly fucks you with her fingers. Your pussy is sensitive, painfully clenching around her fingers wanting more even though she’s already made you cum three times. Your cheeks are flushed and hot as you keep pinching your nipples in between your fingers. Your eyes shoot open as you hear Jake let out a groan, watching him pumping his cock in his hand as he sits on his knees behind Neytiri. He had his head thrown back and was biting down on his lip with his fangs.

“Neytiri, please my love let me cum.” He whimpered out, as he roughly kneeded his balls with his other hand. You look up at his cock and see his tip swollen and ready, wanting more as precum leaked out.

“NO! You sit there and watch as I taste her. She was mine first.” She hissed back at him as she arches her back even more, shoving her glistening pussy in his face showing him who has the power.

“But Neytiri please-” He began whimpering.

“Jake, if you keep talking I'll never let you taste my pussy.” You hissed out at him as he tried arguing with Neytiri. You couldn't help but feel a sense of power over him, knowing he wanted to taste you but you wouldn't let him until Neytiri said so. This made her smirk against your pussy, and she slowly dragged her tongue over your clit.

“Good girl.” She purred against your pussy. Jake let out a whimper as his ears went flat against his head and his tail thumping loudly against the forest floor. His cock heavy with cum ready to explode at any moment, just waiting for the chance to cum. Neytiri sped up her fingers, curling them inside of you as she began sucking on your clit faster. She looked up at you and could see you pinching your eyes closed as you got lost in the feeling of her.

“Look at him ma y/n. And you ma Jake look at her. I want you to stare at each other as you cum.” She said seductively as she pushed all the way back until she was rubbing her pussy over Jake’s throbbing cock. Jake took this as his cue and gripped her hips as he began thrusting over her pussy, needing that wet friction on his cock.

“Make me cum first ma Jake.” She whimpered out against your pussy. He began thrusting against her pussy, finding her clit with the head of his cock. Over and over again rubbing her clit with his veiny cock, making her let out wanton moans against you, her moans causing little vibrations on your clit egging you on. She began sucking on your clit harder as her fingers hurried their pace as you pinched your nipples. The sounds of her wet pussy against Jake’s hard cock, the feeling of her sucking on your pussy, and the heated and needy gaze Jake had on you sent you over the edge as you came around her mouth, looking at Jake deep in the eyes. Your mouth flew open as you cried out, grinding your pussy on her mouth as she continued licking your pussy, cleaning up your cum as you came, and Jake sped his thrusts over her clit. He leaned over her and reached under her pinching her nipples as his hot cock slipped over and over her hot pussy. This was enough to have her cumming as she bit down on your thigh as her pussy quivered over Jake’s cock. Spurring Jake on her quickened his thrusts over her pussy as he stared deep into your eyes, Neytiri’s hot wet pussy and your intense gaze threw him over the edge as he finally came with a cry, hot white cum spurting out of his cock in thick streams over Neytiri’s back. He slowed his thrusts as Neytiri nuzzled her face in between your thighs as the three of you caught your breaths.

“Now, can I finally taste her Neytiri.” He whimpered into her ear, almost pleading. 

“Yes ma Jake, you can taste her.” Is all she said as she smiled against your thigh. You could tell from then, the night was just getting started.

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There you go! Here is the finished product I have been working on. Hope y'all enjoy and let me know what you think down below! As always, asks are open!! TOODLES <3

[heyybaejjk]

MODERN AO'NUNG HCS.

pairing. human!aonung x human!fem reader

summary. modern au, ao'nung in highschool + boyfriend headcanons

notes. boyfriend ao'nung headcanons, human & in high school. ao'nung & reader are both 18.

warnings — swearing, mentions of blood! making out, implied smut but nothing too far

masterlist. pt. 2 pt. 3

A lot of his peers from school assume he's just some muscular, hot headed guy with an ego so big, when in actuality he's not.

He was, until he met you.

People change, people don't change. He was the first factor.

People naturally assume Ao'nung is the type to just buy you expensive shit that have no meaning, but he really puts thought into every little thing he buys or crafts himself.

Also assuming that your relationship with Ao'nung was going to end after one month.

How could that possibly happen if he is head over heels for you?

Mans is caught off guard by the thought of you, even when you're not there with him physically

Brags about you, his kind and sweet girlfriend 25/8 just because.

"Bro my girl is so fucking cute, she met my mum yesterday and brought her flowers. like??? if you want me to get on my knees, just say so babe. My dad and Tsireya love her already... AND OH MY GOSH, my baby sister, Luna, Y/N held her for five seconds and Luna was already so smiley and giggling. Like yeah Luna, I get the same feeling,"

"We've heard this shit for the last 10 minutes" his friend rolls his eyes playfully.

When he's playing basketball with his friends, he's the type to shout "Oi, this is for my missus" before shooting the ball, and making it in.

Laughs at Lo'ak when he attempts to shoot for Tsireya but misses the hoop completely 😹

"Mean ass airball" is all Ao'nung says while chuckling

Bites back to the mfs who want him, even when they know damn well he's got a girlfriend

He posts about you every hour of the day, how could anyone not know ☠️

rayraybae has sent you a message!

rayraybae: hey you got some fine ass back muscles

m.nung: i will literally make a film of my girlfriend leaving scratch marks all over my back, back the fuck up.

Ao'nung says before blocking the user that texted. Rolling his eyes, he places his phone on the night table of yours. Sitting up from his position, his arms wrap around your waist as you sat on the edge of your bed. He lifts you easily on his lap as you let out a soft squeal. "Ao'nung!" you softly say, blushing intensely.

"Let me hold you, baby," he says smirking into your neck, pecking along your shoulder trailing up. Whispering into your ear, "I want us to try something."

Grabbing your phone and press onto the camera icon before hitting record. Placing your phone on the side table while his phone lit up with notifications. Getting the perfect landscape angle of the both of you, as he lays on top of giving your neck slow and sensual kisses. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his phone repeatedly turning on and off, yet he ignored it as he was too busy with the lovemaking you were about to do.

That little thing he said before was half true and half untrue.

Truthful to making you scream his name while scratching his back, recording it all

The untrue factor was sending it.

He respects you and knows your boundaries (every relationship has boundaries ofc) he only really said it to her because bro just loves to argue and brag about his girlfriend

Every recording you make, whether on his or your phone stayed between you two.

Posts a lot about you. His insta story, his tiktoks, twitter acc = all about you. Lets you make tiktoks on his account to show you off

But sets his comments only for his mutuals, he doesn't fuck with the comments that talk about you as if you aren't his.

Hell, his bio on everything is "@y/nnnnn 💓" or "i love my girlfriend."

Trusts you 100%, doesn't force you to give him your passwords to anything nor asks to check your phone

Spams your camera roll so much, like a lot.

Once he sees your phone without you around, he's already on your camera roll

"Mama. Mama, come. I got y/n's phone, she's in the bathroom. Pose with Luna. Smile Mum." he says with a hushed tone, smiling with his arm around his mother's shoulder. Ronal chuckles at her son's actions, the newborn baby in her arms, she lays her head on his shoulder as she sees in the camera her newborn baby lying against her chest.

"Hey! Let me be in it!" Tsireya quietly whispers before making her way beside Ronal, kissing her cheek as Ao'nung presses the shutter button.

That happened last week because now Ao'nung was smothering kisses all over your face while you giggled after he saw your new lock screen.

He loves to send paragraphs

Loves typing (even writing letters) paragraphs all about you. From the way your laughter sounds like a melody from Eywa, how your smile along with your pearly white teeth make him also smile, how your soul ties him in.

He loves pda, but not the type where you both makeout with each other's tongue down your throat

(i have a couple from my school who does this & it makes me wanna cry cos literally stop & go to class pls.)

Holding hands, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, hugging, kissing your knuckles (uses you as an armrest to tease you but stops when you elbow his side.)

Forehead kisses, kisses on the cheek & pecks, that's how far he'll go in public.

in private, BROS GOING HAM DURING MOUTH TO MOUTH SESH.

"Nung," you let out a breathy laugh as you feel your boyfriend trail kisses from the side of your mouth down to your neck.

"Hm?" he mumbles, lightly sucking and licking the sweet spot of your neck. You moan lightly, too immersed in the pleasure. "O-oh!" you gasp slightly, your hands now on the back of his head, bringing him closer.

"Nevermind, keep going," you say as you feel Ao'nung smirk into your neck.

Loves to spoil you.

Whether it be with clothes, makeup, shoes, stuffed bears. Anything.

But his most favourite are handmade gifts

He loves it when you shyly hide your squeal of excitement to everything, but when he pulls out an origami rose that he sprayed with your favourite perfume rather than an expensive stuffed bear, he loves seeing the glimmer in your eyes

Since you're his baby, he's already got both the handmade and the expensive shit hiding in his bag.

As he pulls out the bouquet of paper-coloured flowers from behind his back, he watches as you hide your squeal with your small hand, a bright blush appears on your face as you bring him into a tight hug, your head on his chest. You pull away before rocking from side to side shyly as you look to the ground, hiding back a smile as you hold onto the bouquet softly.

"Thank you, Nung, they are absolutely cute. I love them," you say politely, your nose slightly red. You stand on your tippy toes as you kiss his cheek. He smiles gently at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, walking with you. "Well, I love you."

He will fight for you, doesn't care if the person is taller or more muscular (as if he's not already the tallest mf in school 🧍‍♀️)

Will never, ever bring up the fact that he got his ass beat by Lo'ak when he was 15

If Lo'ak were the one to bring it up to you, he'd definitely tell Tsireya about all the stank ass piss stains he used to leave on his bed when he was sixteen.

Neteyam told Ao'nung this because he just felt like it. Or maybe Lo'ak just pissed him off that day, who knows.

Safe to say that if they sparred now, Lo'ak's ass is 6 feet underground.

But they're best friends now, won't ever happen.

"He what? Where the fuck is he?" He angrily says, throwing his bag off his back harshly. You look around frantically, "Nung, really. It's okay," you calmly say as you grab his bag before following behind him, trying to grab one of his arms.

"No, no, no, he touched your thigh when you told him to stop."

He walks around the halls and finally spots the guy he was searching for. Rushing up to him as you call out his name from behind, stopping as you figured it was no use. Grabbing him by his collar, he harshly throws the guy up against a wall. As people surround the two, you can only watch as his friends try and pry him away from the poor, shaken up boy. Lo'ak who made his way beside you, grinning at the sight.

"I would've gotten my ass beat if I tried to intervene," Lo'ak snickers. You roll your eyes before push his shoulder roughly as a joke.

Both your faces cringed and heard the crowd grow loud as you heard something from the crowd crack. A few seconds later, you see Ao'nung being pulled away from the crowd as the guy on the ground holds his nose, blood staining his hands.

You look over to your boyfriend who had an angered expression on his face, his shirt being pulled at as four of his friends pushed him back. His shirt slightly riling up, revealing his define V line and toned abs. "Touch my missus again, I'll fucking knock you out." You hear him yell out.

"He deserves some good head," you blurt out. Lo'ak side eyes you so fucking hard.

He walks you to class <333

If you have a class together, best believe mans is seated next to you

But if he knows one of your best friend's in the same class, he rather you sit with them

He feels like you spend a lot of time with him & rarely with your friend group, so he feels slightly guilty

Although you feel the opposite as you've sorted a way to spend time equally with both him & your friends, you give him a soft peck on the lips for the lovely thought

If you do sit together though, it doesn't necessarily mean he'll be distracting you with kisses and secret whispers of affection

He knows education means a lot to you and knows when and when not to be affectionate

You do still hold hands under the table often, or link arms.

You both take notes, help each other out, ask each other on what you've misheard from the teacher

He does give your thigh or hand a comforting squeeze when he notices your brows furrow or a slight pout on your lips form, an overwhelming feeling taking over your body as you look stumped on a certain task

You both are mature people and can communicate, so he lets you speak your thoughts rather than going ahead and helping you immediately, if that makes sense

Only when you really feel like something is too much and you can't talk or communicate properly like you both usually can, that's when he drops his shit and soothes you.

"Would you like some help, baby?" he whispered soothingly, his hand comfortingly caressing your thigh, as he notices your confused expression. The rest of the class was too focused on their sheets of paper. You were too caught up in your thoughts that you let your hands massage the temple of your head. You shake your head, signalling no.

"It's okay if you don't know the answer immediately, sweets. You don't need to rush," His hand now on your back, sliding up and down slowly.

For a few seconds, he lets you take a breather, and you finally answer with a broken voice and a small whisper. "Can you help me please?"

"Of course, lovely," an arm around your shoulder and he kisses your temple. "Which part are you stuck on? We can break it down and solve it."

Doesn't give any care about who you're friends with, even if they're a guy. Will warn you or hint if he knows something is up with certain people.

Is protective, will always be there behind your back to defend you.

He has friends that are girls, but aren't close with them either. Even if he is close with another girl, bro never touches her. Just a simple dap is good enough to him.

As soon as he gets the "I got something to tell you." text from a girl.

Blocked. Sorry, but he literally blocks them.

He knows exactly what that six worded sentence means because those were the exact words he said to you before confessing.

He has a girlfriend and only has eyes for you, they should know better than to pull shit like that 🤷‍♀️.

my fingers hurt... from typing of course 🧍‍♀️ ANYWAY thats all i got, im tired LOLOL <333

[minnory]

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[neteyamssock]

Not so bad, after all.

╰┈➤ PART IV.

pairing: neteyam x reader/you

summary: when neteyam and you met each other for the first time, they were overwhelmed with feelings they have never felt before.

tags: love at first sight, arranged mateship, forbidden love, etc.

word count: 3.1k

word bank: tsawke = sun

a/n: unedited. will edit later.

TEXT DIVIDER CREDITS TO @/cafekitsune

masterlist

part iii | part v

PART IV.

Neteyam watches as his siblings play in the water while he sits on the sand. You were busy playing with Tuk, diving deep to search for shiny shells and pearls for her braids. In fact, it was you who told Neteyam to rest, and that you’d take care of Tuk and Kiri for him while Tsireya plays with Lo’ak. 

He was not used to it, he’s not built for leisure. However, it didn't seem bad to watch you bond with his siblings. 

Although he still doesn't know what he truly feels for you, he’s content with having fun with you. His mother was right with everything. As long as he knows you're having fun with him, he’s content with that.

He wonders what it makes the two of you now? From strangers to what? Not lovers, but definitely more than friends, right? 

If it was Neteyam from a few weeks before, he probably wouldn't believe what's happening right now. It surely wasn't on his plan to have a… what does dad call it? a situationship? 

Having a situationship in a place he barely knew wasn't something he expected when he and his family left Omatikaya. It has all been confusing, but all he knows is that he feels happy when you're near.

Dealing with discrimination from people like Ao’nung is rough, but you easily made it all worth it. 

What worries him is your supposed arrangement with Ao’nung. Although he knows you do not have any feelings for the latter, what about Ao’nung? Does he like you? 

“Stop thinking so hard, brother. It makes you look older.” Kiri chuckled as she sat beside Neteyam.

Neteyam shook his head. “Done playing?” 

“Um. Tuk seems to love her company though. She didn't wanna leave the water.”

Kiri looked at you and Tuk who’s happily playing on the water, before looking back at her older brother. “Lo’ak isn't wrong you know? You're really obvious. It surprises me, for I never really thought you’d be like this. So… lovestruck…”

Neteyam’s eyes widened. “I’m not lovestruck. Look at Lo’ak, he can't even look away from Tsireya.”

Kiri covered her mouth and stifled her laugh, “Eywa knows you're both the same. The girls back in the forest would be furious to know that the two finest young men have been completely enamored with reef girls.”

Neteyam smiled as he shook his head. He knew that some of the girls in the forest held admiration for him, but he was so used to it. That's why he even began to notice you, because he wasn't used to being ignored and avoided so blatantly like you did when the two of you met. 

He smiled as he remembered the agreement you and him made last night. Perhaps he’ll understand what he feels even more once he gets to spend time with you more.

Kiri looked at his brother and smiled wistfully, remembering a certain someone she hadn't seen for a long time. She missed him so much.

“I say just go have fun, brother. You’d never know when you’ll feel like this again. Perhaps never again. So go for it. Just don't let mother knows.”

“Too late for that. She already know.”

Kiri’s expression morphed into shock. “And you didn't tell me?!”

“I don't think it's really necessary. She just told me things basically same with what you said.”

Kiri pretended to be hurt. “Now I’m hurt. I’m supposed to be the first to know everything!”

“Well, at least Dad doesn't seem to know.”

Kiri giggled. “If mom is on your side, dad’s no longer a problem. You got this, brother.”

“Thanks, Kiri.”

Unknowingly, Lo’ak and Tsireya had disappeared. Neteyam didn't think much about it because he thought the two were probably busy playing around on some corner of the beach. Meanwhile, you and Tuk were already walking back. In Tuk’s hands were colorful shells you picked for her.

“Had fun?” Neteyam hugged Tuk and carried her, smiling as he turned to look at you.

“Yes! She picked a lot of shells for me to weave and put on my braids!”

Neteyam smiled gratefully at you before urging his sister. “That’s so nice. What do you say then?”

Tuk looked at you with a smile as bright as the Tsawke, “Thank you, big sister!”

“You’re welcome, paskalin.” You patted her head and locked eyes with Neteyam for a few seconds before you hurriedly looked away. 

Kiri watched you and Neteyam, rolling her eyes. She’s getting sick of each and everyone of you being so obvious, but too afraid to admit your feelings for each other. She didn’t even know where Lo’ak and Tsireya had gone off too.

“I’ll go first, I need to finish some tasks from the Tsahik. I’m glad Tuk had fun.”

Neteyam smiled at you, before mouthing. See you later.

You silently exited your marui, walking briskly towards the shore, hoping Neteyam was already there waiting for you. The eclipse has just begun, but you were too excited. The reef people sleeps early and rises early, thus you weren’t really worried about someone spotting you. 

To your delight, Neteyam was already there, sitting on the sand, silently waiting for you. You plopped next to him with a wide smile. “Hello there, mighty warrior. Alone? Need some company?”

“I’m sorry but I’m occupied for tonight, a pretty little reef girl asked especially asked for my time.”

“Ah, is that so? What a lucky girl.” You both laughed. Pulling him to stand up, you whistled for your ilu. “Ready to be amazed?”

Neteyam looked at you as he tilted his head. “I’m a mighty warrior, i’m always ready.”

You rolled your eyes and pulled him to sit behind you, your whole body warming up as his arms wrapped around your waist. Closing your eyes, you patted his thigh and ordered your ilu to move forward, diving and speeding through the water.

It didn’t take long for you to reach your intended destination. It was a small floating island not far from the cove of ancestors, with bioluminescent plants and vines growing in it. This was the most similar place to a forest you can think of every time your parents talk about the forest. You know how Neteyam missed the forest, so you wanted share this place with him.

“...This…?”

You smiled, “This is a place I discovered while searching for medicinal plants. I-I hope it’s at least similar to the forest you grew up in…”

Neteyam roamed his eyes, nostalgia apparent in his eyes. “...This place is breathtaking, reef girl…I never knew there would be such place place similar to the forest in the midst of the ocean…”

You watched Neteyam marvel at the beauty of the island, envisioning him in the forest, in his home. You wonder, if not because of the sky demons, would you ever meet Neteyam? Would you cross paths with him in the future, as the Tsahik of the Metkayina and him as the Olo-eyktan of the Omatikaya?

“I’m glad you liked it. I guess this is now OUR secret place.” You turned around, patting the leaves of the plants, making them glow. You can hear Neteyam closing in behind you, his hand snaking into yours.

“Irayo, for showing me a piece of you.” 

You shivered at the heat of his breath in your ears, you turned around to meet his gaze, face too close for comfort.

“Come,” You whispered as you pulled him deeper into the island. After a few turn, a small marui came into your vision. It was the small marui you built in the island so you’ll have a place to stay for as long as you want.

You never expected to bring anyone in this place you consider as your most safest place, a place where you can be yourself with no expectations restraining you. You never thought of bringing Tsireya. Pxasik, you never even thought of bringing Ao’nung here, who’s supposed to be the closest person in your heart. 

“Sit.” You patted the space beside you in the marui. From this position, both of you can see the beauty of the island with your whole eyes. “Oh, Eywa, It’s so pretty.”

“Yeah, pretty like you.”

You flushed, before bursting out laughing. “Why does it sound so funny?”

Neyetam also looked embarrassed, raising his palms up. “It sounds corny, I know. I’m definitely not as good as Lo’ak in this kind of thing.”

You don’t know what corny means, and Neteyam seems to realize. “It means being too unoriginal with your words,”

Throwing your head back in uncontrollable laughter, Neteyam looked even more embarrassed. He never experienced being this embarrassed before. Perhaps since meeting you, he kept experiencing things for the very first time. 

Shaking your head, you mumbled. “It still did its job, so it didn’t really matter if it’s too unoriginal. Only someone like you could pull something like that though.”

Neteyam smiled. This is the first time he was thankful he is good-looking enough. Silence ruled between the two of you, but it didn’t ruin the harmony you have with each other. You didn’t know when you leaned your head on his shoulder, or when his arm wrapped around your waist. 

Looking at the bright stars in the sky, you decided to finally ask. “Neteyam?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you teach me your songchord?”

Both of you know what it means. What significance it has to you relationship with each other, and to the people around you. You know that by asking him this, you are asking him and yourself to make a decision that will change the course of your life forever.  It took a few seconds for him to respond, and those seconds felt like eternity to you. 

“My songchord is long, you’ll get tired singing it.”

“So is mine. I can sing it, Neteyam. I can.”

You felt him shudder, “Very well then. I’ll sing them to you, only if you sing me yours too.”

In his shoulder, you smiled. Your taut body relaxed into his, and his arm around you tightened. As you were about to speak, both of you heard several voice shouting.

“LO’AK!”

Without hesitation, both of you bolted to your ilu, speeding back to the awa’atlu, fear occupying both of your heart for Lo’ak.

“Where were you last night?” It was the first thing Ronal asked you when you entered her healing marui. She wasn’t looking at you, but you knew she’s watching your every movement. You tried hard not to show anything in your face as you answered.

“I couldn’t sleep so I went to the shore and thought about Eywa’s plans for me.”

You heard Ronal sneer, but thankfully she didn’t press on the topic and moved to another. “What did I tell you that day, girl? What happened to watching Ao’nung?”

You closed your eyes. You knew this would come, and you dreaded it. You wanted so badly to scream, but your rationality held your bearings together. “I tried to stop him, he wouldn’t listen.”

Ronal hissed, but you didn’t raise your head. As much as it frustrates you, you respect the older woman as the Tsahik, the matriarch of the clan. She walked towards you, steps quick. You knew that she's a step away from going after your head. “Then what good are you? If you cannot even demand respect from your future muntxatan? If so, then don’t even think about being a Tsahik!”

“He is no longer a child!” You hissed under your breath, finding this situation ridiculous. “I am his future muntxate, not his mother! He almost killed someone! His decisions are his and his alone. His actions spoke for himself, rather than mine. ”

Ronal looked at you with daggers in her gaze, but you didn’t raise your head and remained respectful in your pose. She stared at you for what felt like hours before she turned around. “Very well. You have learned to speak for yourself, no longer a mute that would bend with the waves.”

You remained silent. You knew she wasn’t praising you, but you can feel that her aura has lightened and she was no longer as furious as she was before. You can see her walk around the marui before stopping in front of you. “Look at me, girl.”

You raised your head and looked at Ronal, afraid that she would see through you, and pick up on your thoughts. 

“Take this salve and help my son with his wounds. I’m watching you from now on.”

Holding the jar of salve in your hand, your lips thinned as you walked out of Ronal’s healing marui in quick steps, wanting to be away from the Tsahik’s all knowing eyes. Although against your will, you still walked towards Ao’nung’s marui under the gazes of your clansmen. 

Thankfully, Ao’nung was there, resting. Clearly enough, it wasn’t Neteyam that got the worst out of the fight. Simply thinking about it made you smile.

“What are you smiling about? It’s your fault.” Ao’nung grumbled, sitting up.

You set the salve on the flooring and gave him an annoyed glance. “Now you’re blaming me for your terrible personality and horrible decisions. I wasn’t the one who almost killed Lo’ak.”

Ao’nung gave you a look but you didn’t care and simply applied the salve in his wounds. 

“Ow, it hurts!”

“Then don’t move, skxawng. It’s your fault anyway. Suffer the consequences of your actions.”

His breath quickened. You knew you shouldn’t have said that. His pride wouldn’t take it so well and you knew it. But you still did, because you know the danger Ao’nung subjected Lo’ak into. 

What happened if Lo’ak didn't manage to find his way back? Everyone wouldn’t be in this situation if not for Ao’nung and his friends, who clearly did not have any productive things to do.

“Why are you like this, you’re supposed to be on my side, you know?”

His voice sounded low, genuinely confused. There’s many questions in his eyes you didn’t wanna hear. 

Closing the jar of salve, you replied. “I am on your side, Ao’nung. I tried to warn you many times, remember? I even got myself hurt from trying to stop you. You simply refused to listen.”

Ao’nung shook his head. “Liar. You didn’t even defend me from mother! It must be because of that guy!” He sounded so sure that it almost made you laugh in anger.

“Oh Eywa! It seems that there's no use in trying to reason with you. You refuse to listen, and the Tsahik cannot fault me for that.” You stood up to leave, but he held your arm.

“So it’s true! You doing this for him! You didn't even deny it!”

“You almost killed someone, Ao’nung!”

You're at the end of your patience. With force, you took your arm out of Ao’nung’s grip and glared at him. “I do not understand you, Ao’nung. Grow up.”

Without waiting for his response, you walked out of his marui and walked quickly back to your own, heaving in anger. 

“Sister? Why are you so angry? What happened?”

You didn't notice when Tsireya appeared on your side, but her mere presence immediately eased some of your anger. You often wonder what Eywa was thinking when she created Tsireya and Ao’nung, so different from each other.

“Ao’nung happened. That's what.” You huffed, earning a sad laugh from Tsireya. She must be pretty shaken up too, knowing how close she is to Lo’ak. She grabbed your hand and held it tightly.

“I apologize for my brother. He’s a knucklehead.”

Knucklehead? “What’s a knucklehead?”

Tsireya giggled as if waiting for you to ask that question. “Lo’ak said it means a stupid person. Ao’nung is a knucklehead.”

With a chuckle, you nodded a few times. “Right. It does fit. He’s a knucklehead.”

Of course it didn't escape your eyes how Tsireya glowed in mere mention of the second sully boy’s name. Most of the anger you felt was gone, so you smiled and decided to prod a bit deeper this time. 

“How is he? Is he okay?”

Tsireya sighed. “Thank Eywa, he’s fine. He said he faced an akula. Poor boy,”

“An akula?!” Your anger at Ao’nung came to life again. You cannot wrap it in your head how reckless Ao’nung was in leaving a defenseless boy in the middle of the ocean. Knowing Lo’ak was almost at Eywa’s doorsteps, your blood boiled.

“Ao’nung that skxawng! I’m going to kick him! I’ll take him to apologize again!”

Tsireya pulled you back. “Let them sort it out themselves, tsmuke. Ao’nung is no longer a child. As for Lo’ak, he said something saved him. He didn’t tell me what it was, he said he’ll tell his story tomorrow.”

You looked at Tsireya and sighed. If Lo’ak’s beloved says its okay, then it’s okay. You trust Tsireya. Now that she had almost lost Lo'ak, you wonder if they had made it official. “So, is it official? Lo’ak seems totally interested in you. Even I who’s a bit denser in terms of love, noticed it.”

“Surely, you jest sister?”

Rolling your eyes as you enter your marui, “Do I look like I’m jesting? With your closeness, all you need is to ask Eywa’s blessings.”

Tsireya was quick to reply, “If that is so, then what about you and Neteyam? You must've confessed to each other already, am I right?” 

You choked on your saliva. Tsireya said it in a jesting tone, not expecting for you to react this way. You picked up a woven ball and threw it at her, hissing. “What on Eywa are you talking about?!”

Tsireya dodged the ball easily, scooting closer to you and looking at you straight in the eyes. The amusement in her was gone, replaced by seriousness that made you nervous. “Sister, I saw you.” 

Your breath hitched as chill crept up your spine. You weren't able to respond, and she doesn't seem to mind as she continues. 

“...You look really happy with him. I have never seen you smile like that before.”

It was as if you couldn't breathe. She saw it. She saw you. She saw you with Neteyam. She saw you with an unmated male na’vi in the dead of the eclipse. 

Tsireya took your hands into hers, feeling your cold and shivering hands, she whispered. “Do you like him, tsmuke?”

You stood up. You wanted to deny what Tsireya said, but you cannot find your voice as your promise to Neteyam echoes in your ear. 

 I can sing it, Neteyam. I can.

“...So what if I do? What if I like him?”

“Like who?”

It was Ao’nung who interrupted your conversation, and you felt your breath escaping you.

[maya-the-surreal-soldier]

Im not normal about them, help me, im sinking into madness

Two dumbass alcoholic elders who should not be left unsupervised, i have spoken

Pretty lady crush my skull 🙇

Even more ocs bc i cant stop, or cant be stopped, propably both

The bomb and the defuser dynamic

Ka'la meanwhile just watches with a shit eating grin

[fpxafawite]

¸.·✩·.¸¸.·¯⍣✩⍣¯·.¸¸.·✩·.¸ Recombinant oc I made for an art trade with @tsawke-yayo ¸.·✩·.¸¸.·¯⍣✩⍣¯·.¸¸.·✩·.¸

[sicparvismorrigan]

Friendly Fire - Prologue

Ellie Thibodeaux holds arguably the worst job in Bridgehead City. She’s not a cook. She’s not even a cleaner. She’s the resident RDA psychiatrist, and her next assignment is helping the formerly deceased Project Phoenix come to terms with being brought back to life as an entirely different species.

Enter Colonel Miles Quaritch, the most reluctant, and most challenging patient she’s ever had the displeasure of treating.

James Cameron’s Avatar - The Way of Water (2022)

Recombinant Quaritch x ofc (currently professional/platonic, enemies/annoyances to friends, could be more) & Quaritch x Paz Socorro

Warnings: currently none

Tagging: If you want tagged for this series let me know! It is gonna be a longread, we all know how I LOVE a longread

Read on Ao3

| Chapter 1

Prologue

Dead man walking!

That was what the RDA soldiers had yelled in her direction as she stepped off the Valkyrie onto Pandoran soil late last year.

She tried to walk proudly into the buildings of Bridgehead City, with her head held high and her back straight. It was easier in the lower gravity. Intimidation might work on greenhorns, but it wasn’t going to work on her.

She’d already been through more in her life than any of them would ever know.

“This better than Earth.” Ellie struggled to convince herself as she got used to breathing with an exopack for the first time. “It has to be.”

A second chance. A second life. Wasn’t that a saying amongst the natives? That you were born twice?

Ellie dug that. She’d take all the chances she could get.

Six years of cryosleep for this. She was guaranteed Paradise, back on Earth when she signed on with the RDA. Instead, all she ever saw of Pandora was infrastructure, concrete and steel.

None of the greenery, impossible colours and bioluminescence her orientation literature had promised. It was too dangerous, apparently. The local tribes were still referred to as hostiles. The RDA had tried, and failed, to tame Pandora.

Her world was brown, grey and that disgusting khaki green she had grown to hate. Same colour as the food she was served in the canteen every damn day.

Bridgehead was plenty hostile as it was.

She didn’t fit with the two main factions in Bridgehead. Not a soldier, neither a scientist.

A goddamn shrink. That was what everyone called her. Intellectuals and hired thugs alike. They didn’t think she was useful, or necessary. She didn’t study the native wildlife or know how to handle a gun. She didn’t speak Na’vi. Practically useless in survival situations.

“Tibbs!”

General Ardmore caught her attention after breakfast. Ellie didn’t like the older woman much, she was a textbook narcissist, but fortunately she wasn’t paid her generous annual salary to like people. That would cost you extra.

“Guess who woke up yesterday?”

Ellie silently stared at the name on the file in Ardmore’s hand. She’d heard the stories, which by now seemed more like legends passed down through the generations of human settlers. This particular soldier, and future patient of hers, was the one member of Project Phoenix she was least looking forward to meeting.

He had quite the reputation. Even from beyond the figurative grave.

“That’s right, sweetheart-“ Ardmore grinned widely at the pained expression on her face. “Colonel Miles Quaritch, back from the dead.”

***

Thanks for reading!

[furiouspersonakitten]

Have this meme because I don't talk enough about Sonya's and Jake's friendship

They share one brain cell your honour

[signfromeywa]

A small sketch! Nanira holding her baby sister after their parents just died. She has to be a big girl now, being strong for her little sister. 🥺💔❤️‍🩹

(toddler) Zoa from @furiouspersonakitten 💜 and my OC Nanira!

(yes I have a new watermark for this blog!)

[nin3kyuu]

Not me realizing I never posted this!

Ni'nätya riding her ikram Akaska

Ikram are a species of banshee that live in the high mountains of the Myuks'kuvun!

Inspired by...

[neteyamssyulang]

“Why did you speak for me?”

✦ Series ✦

➵ Scandalous Consequences 🦋🩵🌨️💎🌌

➛ Synopsis: A one night stand with the prince of the metkayina turned out to have a big consequence, what will happen?

✦ One-shots/Two-shots ✦

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

✦ Drabbles ✦

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙