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[eywaseclipse]

One of my favorite scenes in the film 🐚🪼🐋🌊

[atxxokirina]

Seven Deadly Sins.

Gluttony.

noun • habitual greed or excess in eating

Lo'ak x Fem Na'vi Reader | 18+, MDNI

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Contains: SMUTTY SMUT, pussy eating and fingering, dom Lo'ak, denial and edging, squirting, very VERY slight mention of somnophilia at the end, i think that's everything .

Author's note / plot: I decided to do a series based off of the Seven deadly sins, which are pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth. I have plans for multiple fics including each sin, and each one will consist of different Avatar characters. <3 hopefully you all love this idea as much as I do!

It was no secret that Lo'ak loved eating pussy— yours, of course. He worshipped it. Obsessed with your tangy slick, the way it pulsated around his fingers and tongue, and your perfect little clit.

Lo'ak squeezes the plush of your thighs, holding them open as you struggle to stay still. "Stop moving mama, let me finish eating this cute pussy." He mumbles on your cunt, half of his tongue meeting with your spongey walls as he suctioned your clit. "I-I'm trying..!" You gasp, followed by a moan. He's been at this for Eywa knows how long. You feel so you numb and sensitive. "Lo'ak, please.. I-I can't cum again." You whined. Trying to scoot your hips back, but to no avail. He simply growls, sending vibrations to your cunt which just made your hips fall back. "I'm not done with my meal yet, mama." He teases in a low tone, smacking your mound, resulting in a high pitched whimper. "Stop.." You breathe out, fighting back another orgasm. Lo'ak scoffs, repositioning himself. He scissors your folds open with two digits, kitten licking the puddle of wetness that spread onto your thighs.

"You know.." He starts, teasing your entrance with his fingers. "I thought I told you about telling me what to do," you hum, followed by a whimper. Looking down, you see a dark look in his eyes. Darker than usual. "L-Lo'ak, what are you doing.." He ignores you. "..because, I'm in charge here, and not you, yeah?" He emphasizes the last word with a huff, plunging his long fingers into you, curling them up and reaching your sweet spot. Your eyes shut themselves closed. Breath shuddering while needy moans fall from your mouth. "Mmmm!" You squeal, tears began to form in your eyes as his digits pounded you nonstop. "I'm- cumming! I'm gonna cum, oh shit.." You feel your heartbeat pattern change drastically as your lower core tightens. "Yeah mama, squirt in my fucking mouth. Let go for daddy." He quickens his pace, jamming his digits into your sweet spot even more as he makes out with the rest of your cunt.

Your body lets go. Thighs shaking as the clear liquid spews out of your pussy, eyes rolling back while you grip Lo'ak's head. Pushing him down. He catches your squirt in his mouth, swallowing without hesitation. "Fuuck," Lo'ak groans as he slurps the residue off, listening to your moans die down as you pant. He lets your thighs go, climbing on top of you. "Wake up." He grumbles, cuppping your cheek, moving your face from either side. "I don't care if you're passed out, mama. I'm still gonna eat." Was the last thing you heard before he went back down..

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[loaksbitch]

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avatar (cameron movies) masterlist ⇆ must read

. . fluff (✿). angst (✶). smut (⨳). miniseries (◎). dark (⭔).

the following oneshots, drabbles, imagines, mini series and everything below are created/made/written by me and contain adult content – even though some might not have smut, they will contain strong language. read by your own choice. minors dni!

⌕ jake sully — “well, i don’t want ninat.”

⤾ “tell me you love me” (⨳)

⤾ “stop running away” (⨳)

⤾ “kiss your second lips.” (⨳)

⤾ “cuddle-fucking you” (⨳)

⤾ “i’ll force it outta’ you.” (⨳)

⤾ “wanna fuck your brains out” (⨳)

⤾ “actually fuck your brains out” (⨳)

⤾ “stress relieving cunt” (stepdad!jake) (⨳)

⤾ “i want you to fuck my face” (stepdad!jake) (⨳)

⤾ “you think you’re a smartfuck huh?” (⨳)

⤾ “i fucking hate you, i love fucking you.” (⨳)

⤾ “tell me what you want” (⨳)

⤾ “don’t do this to me.” (⨳)

⌕ neteyam sully – “who’s the mighty warrior now?”

⤾ “accidentally finger fuck you” (⨳)

⤾ “rutting to you like a rabbit in heat”(⨳)

⤾ fück me back aka throw it back (⨳)

⤾ “i’ll make it fit / ride me” n.s ver. (⨳)

⤾ “i trusted you — mini series” (✶, ⨳, ◎)

⤾ (one) — (two) — (three) — (four)

⤾ “you’re carrying my baby in you?” (✿)

⤾ “look what you do to me.” (⨳)

⤾ “not even started yet you’re quivering?” (⨳)

⤾ “point to where it hurts” (stepbro!neteyam) (⨳)

⤾ “want you to say my name” (stepbro!neteyam) (⨳, ⭔)

⤾ “you are holding back.” (⨳)

⤾ “please let me fuck you.” (⨳)

⤾ “need to ruin you for me” (⨳)

⌕ lo’ak sully – “who do you think knocked her up?”

⤾ “i see you, lo’ak” (✿)

⤾ it will never be me, never. (✶)

⤾ “take me, have me in you” (⨳)

⤾ “shut up, we’ll fuckin’ get caught.” (⨳)

⤾ “lo’ak sully is the type to…” (nsfw) (⨳)

⤾ “don’t break my heart, please.” (✿, ⨳)

⤾ “make you feel relaxed for me.” (⨳)

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[littletrippyyhippyy]

I can imagine neteyam and lo’ak talking about the mac n cheese and jakes just like “mac n cheese? they have that stuff here?😦🏃” ik that man sometime misses human food

Omfg that’s honestly so cute if you think about it 😂

Poor Jake has been stuck with Neytiri’s cooking - which he eats it but still dreams about all the junk food he got to eat when he was on earth.

“Bro, you know what we should do when we get back” Lo’ak says as him, Neteyam and Jake walk along the forest. “There’s no telling what you want to do” Neteyam laughed out. Lo’ak quickly turned his head to look at his ‘oh so funny brother’ giving him an ugly face.

“What I was going to say, you skxawng - is that we should go ask y/n to make more mac and cheese. I’ve been craving it like crazy” Neteyam laughed - “you must be growing because we just had it yesterday”

Jake was a few feet being the two boys, but could still hear every word they said. The moment he heard your name and mac and cheese, his ears perked up. “What did you just say?” Jake asked. Both Neteyam and Lo’ak stopped walking, turning around to look at him.

“What?” Lo’ak asked confused. “Boy, I asked you what you said” He replied in a firm tone. “I was talking about y/n making us mac and cheese” He trailed off. Jake stood silent for a few seconds. “You mean to tell me they have that stuff here?”

Neteyam and Lo’ak laughed, nodding their heads. “Y/n has some stashed in her room” Neteyam tried to explain, but Jake was already heading to base camp. “Hey! Where are you going?” Lo’ak yelled. “To steal your mac and cheese, boy. Good luck beating me there”

Jake felt young again, remembering the days he got to enjoy this type of food. It wasn’t long before the two young boys ran after him, trying their best to catch up. Let’s just say you ended up having to make extra.

[moonsbypadfoot]

the sully brothers ; sun and moon

[aperiraa]

My homegirl edited these 4 meee love her sm and pinterest

This ain't even close to the freakiest shit I've done, wrote or read but ion know if it's too freaky for yall or not freaky enough so lmk

Lo'ak blinks lazily, un-spilled tears and smoke clouding his vision. He wipes his hand over his face, wiping off the beading sweat as he tries to stay sane. Lo'ak looks down at her, his eyes low and bloodshot as she takes all of him, her soft, plump lips wrapped around the base of his dick "f-fuckk babyy" he locks his hand in her tight curls, pulling it all back from her face. She bobs her head on his thick shaft, spit running down her chin. The two find it hard to focus on anything but feelings as the smoke clouds their minds and the room. Lo'ak's legs twitch and he shudders as his orgasm grows closer, his chest twitches and he throws his head back, tears finally spilling as he cums. His orgasm crashes down on him like the waves were eating him alive "m-mamaa I can'tt- ts' so fuckin good mama" he babbles, the weed and the dopamine swirling and wrapping around his brain. She pulls off, smiling at him sweetly before leaning back down and kissing the tip, spitting his nut back onto his dick. He whimpers at the sensation of her lips on the head of his cock and the unexpected warmth of his own seed running down his member. She licks up his cum at the base of his cock, running her tongue up his shaft, cleaning up their mess. His dick is soaked in spit as it slaps his stomach once she pulls of the tip once more, she sits in his lap and grabs his face by his cheeks "say aahh" he opens his mouth eagerly for his lady. She leans down, her soft hands still gripping his cheeks lightly and spit his nut in his mouth "swallow for me" Lo'ak swallows and pulls her closer "mmm mamas"

[amberlourichmond]

i can definitely imagine lo'ak and tsireya's first kiss to be under water, like it's gotta happen in Avatar 3 (plz don't repost without credit)

it'd make more sense to have drawn them kissing but I'm not good at drawing kissing lol

[neteyamyawne]

🫀— Another Love

༄ Pairing : Lo'ak x Fem!Na'vi!Reader

༄ Summary : He slowly falls for another and all you can do is see him be happy with her like he was once with you.

༄ Warning : Jealousy, slight one-sided love, falling out of love, emptiness (emotional), sadness, confrontation.

༄ Prompts : Falling out of love.

༄ Word count : 1.2k, proof read.

༄ Note : This is me first time writing for lo'ak so idk much 🥹 I'm improving for him!

༄ Glossary : [Tiyawn] - Love, [Yawne] - beloved.

◦ Angstmas || Masterlist

You saw it, of course you did, anyone who wasn't lo'ak saw it loud and clear…

Your favorite leather armband? Gone, the river stone choker? Gone and nowhere to be found until you saw Tsireya wearing it. The inkling of downfall starting from the smallest of things.

The swimming lessons were always him and her paired up, at first it was you, the one who left her forever home for him to come here, to an unknown clan and living in between unknown people, just for his love… your love..

His eyes were unfocused as you say near the coast with him, though his hand rested on your thigh, his mind was elsewhere, lost in thought, it was like, he was your lo'ak anymore.

“Ma lo'ak… are you okay? You seem distracted” his eyes snapped back at your face, a sheepish smile forming in his face as he squeezed your thigh softly.

“Yeah, yeah I'm good, Tiyawn” he whispered before his eyes trailed back to the shallow waters, where Tsireya taught the metkayina children how to ride the ilus and for a moment you thought if he suggested to go for a walk on the beach for a certain reason.

She looked splendid, everything a female should look like, the small shell at the crown of her head, the neat braids that cascaded down her back in tight curls would easily make anyone fall in love with her and from the way she sat close to him, her hand on his chest during breathing practice and his breath would stutter at her touch Every. Single. Time.

The dots were connecting but you weren't ready to admit it, it was hard to accept the fact that the one you love the most was falling out of love with you “Lo'ak, what's going on?? I know you're hiding something… I know”

He was startled by your confrontation, a look of guilt spreading over his features, though he looked unsurprised by your question, which only meant one thing, he anticipated it.

“I- I… it's nothing, y/n forget about it, it's stupid” he looked away embarrassed, he didn't want to say it, who would when they knew it would break the heart of the person who left everything behind for them.

“It's Tsireya… isn't it?” Your words grabbed his attention so fast it almost snapped his neck, eyes wide in surprise and resentment… not for you though, for himself.

He shakes his head worried about how he would be able to explain about this complicated feeling but if he saw deep enough, the answer was right there… the ocean eyed, metkayina princess.

“Y/n, No, it's- it's not… i mean yeah but-” he was struggling to form words as his eyes darted between you and her as if he was watching a ping-pong match.

But your heart sank deeper with every second of his hesitation, a void yawning open in the middle of your chest as you clearly saw the love on his face but it wasn't for you, as much as it broke your heart, it wasn't for you.

He was miserably failing to explain his side but you saw the yearning in his eyes for her, a bittersweet smile graced your lips and your hands trembled, so you fisted them as you spoke the next words “Go to her, It's okay… Go to her”

The stunned silence on his face was enough for you to break down right then and there, you loved this man with your entire life and this is how it ends? You let go? But it'll only hurt more if you hold on, though…

“Sweetheart- what are you saying…? Go to her? Are you sure?” That's when the tear slid down your cheek and his frown covered his features, knowing that his truth was your end, but what hurt the most is that he asked ‘are you sure?’ he was ready to go, there was no point in holding back.

It felt like you were ripping your heart out of your chest and shredding it into ribbons with your own two hands as you simply hid your pain behind a smile and teary eyes and nodded “yes, Lo'ak, go to her… as you want, you can go to her… i guess your love wasn't as strong as you said it was”

The hesitation and guilt was written all over his face as he saw the tears in your eyes, the hurt in your voice, nothing but regret filled him as he never thought this day would come “I'm so sorry… So damn sorry” he held your hand tightly but there was no warmth in it, his words were like Ash in your mouth, they meant nothing to you now.

“Just go… leave, go away” your eyes averted back to Tsireya who was unaware of the conversation, anger simmered in your chest but it didn’t cover the hurt that caved your chest, the jealousy that raged in your mind but you hid it well.

Lo'ak frowned, the little braids that framed his face falling away from his eyes, getting up from his spot beside you… biting his lip nervously as he knew he fucked up big times “Yawne, I'm really sorry… I hope you understand… I'm-”

But you got up "stop it please! Just go away! I- I don't want to talk, please!" and left, not wanting to hear the reason why you failed to be the one for him, it was all a mistake, a mistake to leave your home for the person who you thought was your everything, a mistake that he would be your love forever, a mistake to ever think he'd never leave you for someone else.

His heart sank as she watched you walk away after the truth was out, he felt terrible, HORRIBLE, for breaking your heart after everything you did for him but he couldn't keep you leading into a ditch after he knew his feelings were lost for you and held onto another and with a defeated sigh he walked towards Tsireya, with a smile, as if nothing happened and he didn't just leave you, the person who left her whole life behind for him, for the girl he met a few months ago.

Even when you walked away from him, sobs leaving your lips silently, you couldn't help but stop and watch from behind a boulder with tears glistening your cheeks as the smile he once gave you shone brighter when he looked at her instead, the look he gave you once now almost glowed with love for her.

Were you not worth it? Did your sacrifice mean nothing to him? Was it that easy for him to forget you and move on? After you spent years loving him? The questions swirled in your mind but there were no answers to justify them as the person you saw your future with left you with just your thoughts in a clan where you don't know anyone and had to live with his family to top it off.

You were foolish to think that he would keep loving you… but were you? Is this what you deserved? To be left alone and broken in a place you don't know anyone, away from your home and family and betrayed by the person you trusted the most? No, but your heart still broke as you say the on golden shores of metkayina but nothing seemed so colorful as it was to you before this happened…

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[xylobee]

Post-Iknimaya Lo'ak

As requested - @neteyamstiyawn <3 I hope you're satisfied bby- he may not be blindfolded like neteyam is but I tried to make up for it with ropes 🖐

Ik there aren't many Lo'ak girlies judging from the poll but it's okay, as long as y'all are happy 🫶 mwahs

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[eywaseclipse]

Okay here’s my Time jump Lo’ak edit. Foreshadowing perhaps?

Please do not use this for personal use or repost individually elsewhere

[atxxokirina]

Lo'ak x Fem Reader (18+) MDNI

contains: straight to smut !! , rough mdom, creampie, very slight mention of voyeurism, finger sucking, hair pulling, loak calling reader bitch and mama, tell me if i missed anything!

plot: just a drabble about getting your pussy abused as a sweet punishment ♡

"I said, shut up!" Lo'ak tightens his grip on your hair, holding it into a ponytail as he pounds you from behind. Your bottom lip had bite marks engraved on them, due to how much you've been biting back your moans, but jagged whimpers and pleads escape every now and then. "Please, pleasee.." You whined with a breath, turning your head back to him with tear filled eyes. He looks back at you, a dark glare in his amber orba. "Go ahead and keep crying, it only makes me wanna fuck you harder." He pulls out, giving you a single second to breathe, right before he plunges his full length back into your squelching pussy. Ejecting a long, pained moan from you. Your breath hitches as he smacked your ass, leaving rose-colored handprints that stung.

"Stop, Lo'ak! You're h-hurting me.." You cried out, mixed in with a whine as you squeeze your eyes shut. He growls at your complaints. "Mm, it hurts you, huh?" He repeats back. Tone teasing you. "What about me? What about how I feel??" Lo'ak raised his voice, nails now digging into the curve of your hips as he quickens his pace, long-end cries and shallow whines from you. "I want you, y/n. So much it hurts me, fuck.." He groaned. "And now you're making me hurt you.. See what you do to me?" He yelled, leaning down to your face, his melodic moans and huffs traveling straight to your ears.

Lo'ak's dick slowly grinds itself into your sweet spot, giving you some relief from the relentless pounding, but your insides are still sensitive as they clench around him. Such a tight feeling in your cunt, and in your lower tummy. "I can't.. I can't take it, I can't take it Loaaak, please!" You beg and beg, but it only aggravates him more. "You can, and you will."

You subconsciously drown him out. Too fucked out to fight back anymore, your head falling down as you moan with each thrust he gives. "No, no, no, don't pass out on me now," Lo'ak pulls your head back up with force, still wrapped into a ponytail. "..Not when I'm so close to filling you up."

You sharply inhale, trying to hold in your moans again. "Don't fucking stop now, bitch. Don't try to hide those pretty moans, let me hear it while I fill you." He reaches his hand around to your mouth, forcing it open with his index and middle finger. "Suck on it, bitch. Suck on my fingers when I cum." You weakly nod. Closing your lips around his digits with no hesitation. Lo'ak shoves them farther, earning some achy gags from you. "Yeah, just like that. Fuckkk, mama.." He moans, cock prodding against your womb as your sponged walls massage him.

"Oh, I'm gonna cum.. oh my- Lo'ak! I'm cumming!!" You squeal right before you feel his warm, thick cum coats your guts. Moans sounding almost like music as your bodies release together. "I'm cumming too, all in this pussy.. It's allll fucking mine, mama." He threw his head back again, giving a few more affirming thrusts before a full stop. Your grip on the tree in front of you comes loose, but he caught you in time. Your back leaned on his chest, head against his neck.

"Remember who you belong to." He whispered, peppering kisses on your neck. "If I ever catch you talking to anyone else again, I'll fuck you right in front of them."

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[loaksbitch]

alright but imagine that you’re drunk as fuck and sat on lo’ak’s lap, asking him to teach you how to kiss which only leads way more than a kiss yes? eywa, yes. — i missed writing things like this 🧎🏽‍♀️

warnings – agedup!lo’ak, teasing, lots of teasing omg, you asking for lo’ak to kiss you, slight mention of groping, grinding, drunk kissing, hint of commitment issues, lo’ak discovers he has a voice kink thanks to you, hint of lo’ak’s whimpering, bold confession & fluff.

“don’t break my heart, please” — lo’ak sully (⨳, ✿)

you and your best friend, lo’ak, are alone, your freinds already long gone and leaving you two alone inside the hut many na’vi’s came to drink.

“that’s enough.” you’d hear lo’ak say before pulling the drink out of your hand, this man was so annoying right now.

“no, give me that!” you whine, trying to grab onto the cup but your best friend pulls you back by your waist, pinning you down to his lap. you squirm and groan when he tightens his hold, “lo’ak.” you spit threateningly.

you’re here to enjoy your day out with him and he’s stopping you from doing so. “you’re drunk, let’s just get back to the hut.” lo’ak says, trying to get you on your feet but you breath out a frustrated sigh. “i’m not going anywhere.” you say, sitting back on his lap.

“but all our friends are already gone, sweetheart.” the man holds on your waist, chuckling when you hum with frustration. “i don’t care, i just want to have fun.”

“you know we can have fun back there.” your ears twitch at the sudden dirty thought flooding your tipsy brain. lo’ak was confused as to why you’re silent before what he said hits him back. “i didn’t… i didn’t mean it that way, you know what i mean.” he starts to explain but you giggle.

lo’ak’s lips curve to a smile when he hears your loud laugh boom around. “you’re cute when you’re startled.” you say to him, suddenly getting on your feet before facing him and straddling him. the man in front of you hums, trying to ignore the effect you had on him.

he always liked the little things you both did, just like how you’re straddling him and placing your hands on his shoulder right now.

lo’ak securely holds onto your hips, his eyes scanning your face. lo’ak loves how your white freckles painted your flawless skin, how your cheeks are flushed with the alcohol you just had in your system.

his eyes were trained when he look your pretty face and in graves it in his mind. lo’ak was so in love with you, just a simple thought of you makes his heart desire for more. “let me just have one cup, hm?” your lashes flutter when you lazily stare at him.

lo’ak was too focused on your plump lips, his eyes heavy when your mouth curved to talked.

you roll your eyes when you’re ignored, he was just staring at you and not answering. “okay lo’ak, you’re being so boring right no—” you gasp when you feel him lean forward and peck your lips before leaning back. it was as if he was lost in thoughts until his eyes slightly widened, realizing what he just did.

you drunkenly watch lo’ak’s brows pinch together before he’s clearing his throat and his grip on your hips tighten. “shit, sorry..” he is quick to bring his thump up to your lips and brush the kiss he just gave you.

“i didn’t mean to do that,” he was kinda annoyed you’re not saying anything but again the inner panic is eating him up alive. you on other hand were thinking of what just happened.

your best friend since birth just kissed you, the man you liked since forever just gave you a kiss.

“do it again.” your voice catches him off guard. “what?” lo’ak asks, maybe if he was also drunk and his ears were doubling words he wants to hear it again from you. “do it again, lo’ak. i want you to kiss me, teach me.”

you knew whatsoever is about to happen will have an effect in your friendship with him. you knew something will change if lo’ak kissed you again but your dizzy mind doesn’t care at all, you just want his lips on yours.

lo’ak brings his one hand to your face, cupping your cheek and feeling his heart stir when you lean for his touch. your skin is so warm it’s driving him insane.

he then takes your lips in his and lo’ak almost swears he moaned loud. you tasted so sweet on his tongue, as if you were the sweetest honey ever created. his large palms sought to your waist, rubbing the soft skin ever so gently.

he doesn’t fail to catch the way your breath hitches, hips tempted to grind against his soft bulge. your freckles match with his, as if you were both made for each other. lo’ak breaks the kiss only to give you a quick glance if what he was doing was ok.

your eyes wander on his lips and he takes it as a sign for him to cue his actions.

what you two are doing right now will of course have a major impact in your friendship but lo’ak can’t continue suffering, not like this, not even a slightest bit.

and this time lo’ak decides to test your limits far enough. he bites on your bottom lip, tugging on it gently before he lets you go and watch your flesh snap. fuck. fuck. fuck.

you on other hand feel your heart race in your chest as you felt him put his hand on the rope of your loincloth. something in the back of your hooded brain screams at you to stop whatever fuck you’re doing but this felt so good.

having lo’ak all over you felt so good.

are you both wanting this? do you really think lo’ak, your best friend will actually see you more than that? it's ironically funny because lo’ak was pooled with the same thought, too scared to be friend zoned.

your desires are uncontrollable, lo’ak knew how much it’s dangerous it is when playing with a fire. especially when the fire — you — have a serious commitment issues.

a sudden moment from your abdomen almost fucking ended him right at his spot. lo’ak swallowed hard when he felt you grind your hips on him, your core rubbing over his clothed one.

he doesn’t say anything at first, thinking it was just a way of you trying to get comfortable. but no, not really, his denying self was slapped on the face when you rocked your hips again. lo’ak can feel his inside twist with panic.

this needs to stop, at least until it’s too late.

“princess.” you hear lo’ak hiss, breaking the kiss and pressing his forehead against yours. behind your eyelids, you could see him fighting not to push you to the wooden table and fuck the soul out of you.

you ignore his first call, leaning and rocking your his again, lo’ak suddenly, painfully, grabbed onto your hips, stopping you right where you are and shaking his head. “no, this can’t happen, no.” he was telling you.

well, telling himself actually.

he blinks, opeing his eyes and adjusting the surroundings against him. you breath fast, chest rising and falling, pretty much annoyed with his words. lo’ak’s eyes drop to your scarlet lips, tempted to kiss you again.

he wants to feel you so bad.

“lo’ak…” you start but stop when he shook his head. “i can’t do this to us, i can’t do this to you.” why was he saying that? you’re the one with love problems but why was he saying he can’t do anything to you.

lo’ak must have felt your confusion because he was now trying to ease the atmosphere and tucking your hair behind your ear. “i can’t do this to you when you’re not ready.” when you’re not ready. right. you mentally scoff.

you sense his strong thighs tensing, arms around your waist before securely trying to get you up until your next word froze him from doing so.

“what if i am ready?” you say and watch lo’ak’s brows knit together. he was solely trying to protect himself as well, trying not to ruin this relationship you two had. this friendship you both have.

friendship. even the word sounds so ugly to think of, he doesn’t want to be your friend. “you don’t mean that,” you’re probably too drunk, alcohol in your system making you blubber shit you won’t even remember tomorrow.

lo’ak tries to get you up again, whispering it’s time to go home. you won’t lie when he told you ‘you don’t mean that’ but he might be right, you don’t trust yourself… at least not with commitment.

you won’t lie though, because it does feel so right when he was around, when he was protecting you, when he was laughing, spending time with you, hunting with you. him being with you felt right and he damn knows that it felt right with him too.

“i like you, lo’ak.” you deadpan, eyes boring to his skull. you want to give this a chance.

you watch him hesitate, your tipsy mind getting the best of you and pretty much not making sense to you right now. you’re partially convinced you’re in a dream right now if it wasn’t for his breath hitting your lips on how you two were so close.

you bite on your cheeks, waiting for him to reply.

you want to hiss at him, smack him for taking too long to answer but you’re anxious, your legs unconsciously clamping onto his thighs.

you let a soft breath out, thinking it’s the best to leave it be, forget what happened tonight. you decide to lift yourself up, getting off from his legs until he is now the one pulling you back.

“what are yo—…”

you’re silenced with a rough kiss, teeth clashing and making a sound from the impact. you moan into the kiss, feeling lo’ak’s hand slide to your nape and pulling you more, deepening the kiss.

he whimpers, ears pinned to his skull and almost eating your face. lo’ak doesn’t know what he’s doing, the reason behind pinning you to his mouth might be because he’s drunk but he doesn’t remember doing so but it feels so good.

the heated air eases when lo’ak pulls back, a string of saliva connects to both of your lips before it snaps and breaks. you hear lo’ak mutter something too vulnerable.

“don’t break my heart, please” you hear him whisper in a tone you can’t pinpoint, “i can handle anything but you breaking my heart, please princess.” you feel the pinch in your chest but shrug it off and close your eyes.

you don’t say anything but the kiss you two just had told him everything, he still felt how your fingers clinged onto his shoulder. it stays like that for a while, silence surrounding you two.

once you both calmed down, lo’ak was the first to give you a cheeky grin. “are you okay?,” he asks, two of his infamous beaded braids clinking together. you frown at his question, your hands put on his shoulder.

“yeah.” you say, watching him lean to press his forehead against yours. “good? because i only want you to be okay.” he’s so cliche, always making sure you’re comfortable and safe. you just love him so bad.

love. the sudden pop of words makes your inside tingle.

you love lo’ak, you love the man you grew up with. you love your bes— “hey, i can hear you thinking.” you hear the man say and clear your throat, “it’s just..this is new to me and i’m scared.” you genuinely tell him.

“i’m scared too, baby.” argh, him and his stupid pet names, you just live for it. “but we’ll get through it, i’ll love you and we’ll make it.” his words are so comforting that you had to lean on him.

“i love you.” he tells you, licking his lips and kissing the middle of your brows meeting. “it’s okay if you don’t say it now, i’ll wait.” he’s so gentle and patient with you and you adore it.

“thank you.” you suck a deep breath. “don’t thank, pretty, it’s my want to wait for you so don’t feel guilty yeah?” you’re hesitant before you nod. lo’ak kisses your forehead again, gently rubbing on the skin of your arms.

“c’mon, let’s get back to the hut.” he tells you and you agree, your tipsy mind working fast and getting on your feet. you both think to call it a night and deal with everything tomorrow.

i’m so so so sorry i worried y’all for disappearing for days but my phone got stolen and i had to deal with it (i actually got it back now.), im sorry again! i’m okay tho and i’ll answer every ask tomorrow :(

i love each and everyone of you sm — like + reblogs & feedback are so appreciated! mwah **

[littletrippyyhippyy]

Okay - you know how animals assert dominance with biting? Like not ALL animals but I’ve been thinking… aged up Lo’ak and Neteyam asserting dominance with their mates. Biting the reader in certain places - telling them they’re his while he fucks ‘em stupid. Ahh I think I have a biting kink y’all - I need help.

{fem!navi!reader, use of y/n & nicknames, smut, dom!lo’ak, dom!neteyam, praise, dirty talk, foul language}

~ Lo’ak ~

The feeling was magical and mind boggling at the same time. You and Lo’ak laying on your sides - his whole body pressed up against your back as he was currently all the way deep inside you from behind. He had his left hand firmly wrapped around your neck as he toyed with your boobs with his right. Your moans and whines were like pretty music to his ears.

“You sound so pretty, beautiful. I love hearing you like this” You let out another whimper - causing him to move faster and hold onto you tighter. “So warm around me - pretty pussy is all mine. Isn’t that right?” You couldn’t form any words at this point - brain fuzzy and cock drunk.

Lo’ak brought his lips to your shoulder, kissing it softly before he bit down. The new feeling caused you to yelp - taken aback by his new action. “Lo’ak” you moaned - causing him to lick his new marked spot right before biting down again.

“Tell me this pussy is all mine baby. You’re all mine” Once again you didn’t respond - causing Lo’ak to move up higher. He took a long lick along your neck before biting down once again. This time harder - breaking the skin.

The feeling of his cock inside you and him biting you roughly was a mix of pleasure and pain - which made the experience even better. You were so much closer now. “Fuck, Lo’ak” was all you a managed to say. “Tell me now or I’m going to bite again, baby. Your choice” In all honesty you wouldn’t mind him doing it again - but you could only take so much.

You began to shake, your cunt gripping onto Lo’aks cock perfectly. The both of you were in heaven. “It’s yours Lo’ak! Yours!” You yelled out. And god were you right.

~ Neteyam ~

You kept your eyes closed as you felt Neteyam kissing along your body. He started from your ankles, traveling all the way up to your lips - giving you a long soft kiss.

Your body tingled as he barely touched you - still managing to make you feel like you were going to explode.

“Open your eyes, my y/n” he demanded as he moved himself back down to your thighs. You didn’t comply - whining as you kept your eyes shut. “Please” you whined.

“I said open” Neteyam growled - bitting down on your thigh. It startled you - making you jolt up to look at him. “There you are - now watch as I touch you” He smiled. You wanted to close your eyes so bad - but you knew that would back fire on you.

“Such a beautiful body, my love. I can’t believe I get to touch it whenever I want” You couldn’t form a single word - already drunk on his touch. “Who’s body is this?” He asked. You didn’t reply - closing your eyes as you tilted your head back. Bad girl.

“I asked you a question” Neteyam said before biting down on your thigh. His bite was hard but bearable - making you whimper. “Neteyam - please”. So bad. He bit down again - watching you closely. “Tell me now, y/n” That was all it took for you to scream at him. Tell him it’s all his and he can do whatever he wants with it.

[moonsbypadfoot]

lo'ak with his hair down >>>

[unniekiwi]

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖦𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖠 𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖠𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗋. 𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲.

꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

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𓆉 Neteyam.

✰ He would be delighted and surprised.

✰ The colors you have chosen are not widely used in Pandora, but knowing that you have chosen them because you think they represent him would melt his heart. Plus, he would love the crystals and heart decorations.

✰ He would ask you to show him how to make patterns like waves or flowers.

✰ He'd be thinking of a thousand ways to make you a necklace, with deep meaning. That speaks for itself. Because your bracelet has really touched his soul.

✰ He would never take it off. And when I say not at all, I mean not at all, ever. Obviously, Lo'ak would annoy him for that, but he's just envious that you didn't make one for him. 👀

✰ Looking at it, a smile would form on his blue face.

𓆉 Lo'ak.

✰ Excitement, he would feel only that. Plus appreciation and a desire to hug you, take it for granted.

✰ He would ask you why you chose the colors and decorations and why you think they represent him. He just wants to hear you say nice things about him. Knowing that makes it easier for him to sleep. 🤷🏼‍♀️

✰ He would show you how to make Pandora accessories and you would show him from Earth.

✰ He'd have a perfect idea to make you a necklace. And if what you have given him is matching, he would be thinking about adding a decoration that you both like.

✰ He`ll be flaunting it all over the place. "Do you like my bracelet? My friend [Name] made it for me." Kiri would be sick of him, annoying. His tummy would flip every time he looks at it. Then he remembers the goofy face he made when you gave it to him and regrets his actions.

✰ He would spend minutes watching it, thinking how happy he is knowing that you spent your time to make him a simple bracelet. That Tuk has probably made him about fifty of them and doesn't wear any of them (he wears one every day but it's just to be interesting).

𓆉 Kiri.

✰ Exited little baby. She would be thrilled to have you make her one, especially since it is typical from Earth, so it would remind her of you and Grace.

✰ She would adore the pastel colors, she would ask you the process of creating the strings and then begs you to show her how to make "human" bracelets. Continuing with the colors, she would find it curious that Pandora doesn't use pastel colors, they usually use dark warm colors, blues, reds and greens. And the decorations, she would be in love, the sanrios, the pearls, the stars, EVERYTHING.

✰ Like the rest of the Sullys, she would give you craft classes, then teach you how to make necklaces and how to attach an ornament to it, be it a stone or tooth. She'd be so exited to learn and that you'd want to learn too.

✰ She would definitely be super happy with her new bracelet, whenever someone asks her "What about that bracelet?" she replies "My best friend made it for me with her human hands". Neytiri would be happy to see her content with her bracelet.

✰ Of course, looking at her bracelet after being sad, she would remember that you are the only one who understands and listens to her, so she would think about how to make you the best bracelet a human could receive from a Na'vi.

𓆉 Spider.

✰ He didn't expect that at all. Obviously, he's seen you make bracelets, but with all the bracelets on your wrists, he thought they were for you. So he would be excited.

✰ He wouldn't care about the colors, because the important thing is the bracelet and that you made it for him.

✰ He wouldn't give you classes of any kind, because he doesn't know how to make bracelets or necklaces. But he would ask Kiri to teach him how to make both bracelets and necklaces and then give you one, especially for you.

✰ He would be super happy with his bracelet, he would do his best to be asked "And this bracelet?". Lo'ak and Kiri would laugh at him, he just looks stupid, it would take less time to just say "Look at the bracelet [Name] made me". Anyways, Spider.

✰ Looking at it he would embarrass himself with a smile, you're adorable, he's happy to have such a great human friend like you.

𓆉 Tuk.

✰ AWW NO, SHE WOULD BE SO HAPPY THAT SHE WOULD BE JUMPING UP AND DOWN. She'd be like "I'm going just like my human sister/brother".

✰ She would love pastel colors, so much that she would tell her grandmother if she could get those same colors. Her favorite would be pastel green. And she would love the star and hello kitty decorations 🌱.

✰ From the little bit she knows how to do, she would teach you and make you one. She would try so hard that until she makes a perfect one, she wouldn't give it to you. She loves you so much, you deserve a beautiful bracelet. Spoiler, she spent a whole week trying to make it perfect. And she succeeded.

✰ She would go around showing everyone her bracelet. "Neteyam! Look at the bracelet [Name] made me!" "Grandma, look what bracelet I have! [Name] made it for me!" "Mom Dad, look look look, [Name] made it for me!" Jake would be so excited to see her so happy with a simple wristband. "Kiri! We have to learn how to make bracelets like [Name]!" "What a pain in the ass with [Name]" "It's not my fault they didn't make one for you Lo'ak."

✰ Looking at it she would be super happy, she would remember you and go looking for you to be with you.

𓆉 Tsireya.

✰ She would be super flattered. She had never seen human accessories before. So she would be very excited. She was so excited that she told her spirit sister. The Tulkun also loved the bracelet.

✰ She loves the colors, she would try to imitate them while creating a bracelet for you. She would also ask you how you get colors and decorations like those.

✰ Considering how different the Metkayina and Omaticaya are, the bracelet would be made for you with shells. But not just any shells, but ones that scream "[Name]". It would take a lot of time, effort and dedication because she would take a lot of your details into account. Like your favorite color, the shells you said you liked, etc…

✰ Her sibling would ask her about the bracelet and she would just smile. "[Name] made it for me. Isn't it beautiful?". She would be so happy that her parents would ask her, Ronal's face would be a poem knowing that her daughter is wearing a bracelet created by a sky-demon.

✰ Looking at it, she would be so happy to have you as a friend. She would be so excited, she definitely knows she has a human friend she can't complain about.

𓆉 Ao' nung.

✰ He would pretend he's not excited about it and then go off with his Ilu to go for a spin because he's so happy.

✰ He would be intrigued by the colors and decorations, especially if you use smiley faces or sanrios. He would ask you what they are with curiosity. Secretly he finds it adorable.

✰ Although it may not seem like it, he would be very good with crafts while taking into account the details you show him about you, he would make you the most beautiful bracelet you have ever seen. With shells, pearls, dried seaweed…

✰ "Humans can be very creative…" that would be what he would think out loud while looking at his bracelet in front of his sister and his friend. The two would look at him with a few teasing smiles. "Yes. [Name] made it for me" he would smile tenuously and then would start yelling at them about their faces.

✰ Looking at it he would giggle, and feel his belly tickle and heat burning in his cheeks. You're so stupid, why would you make such a pretty bracelet for him? He loves you, and thanks to that bracelet he remembers that he always has you when he needs you.

𓆉 Rotxo.

✰ He would be super happy, imagine him. Rotxo is a guy who loves everyone and appreciates details a lot. Your bracelet definitely made him adore you even more.

✰ He would love the colors and the decorations, he would ask you how you make those decorations and such. But he would love the pebbles, he thinks they are beautiful as they remind him of the pearls they have in the sea.

✰ Rotxo is the master of bracelets, so he would make you the best bracelet you could ever get. He had it all figured out, the colors, the shells, the algae, the decorations. He is sure you will like it. You have to like it.

✰ His friends would notice his wrist. But the only one who asked was Ao'nung and it was only to tease him. Tsireya knew perfectly well that it was you who had made it, she was happy to see Rotxo happy with your gift.

✰ Looking at it, he would be very happy, his tail would wag from side to side, he remembers the hard and happy moments he has lived together with you and he is glad to have you as a friend, even if you are a human.

[professional-yapper]

Wordless

Warnings: Aonung taking responsibility for his actions albeit reluctantly, Aonung cannot physically form the word sorry without gagging

It's only when Jake says, "Aonung," in a tight, cold voice that Neteyam realises the chief's son is standing in their doorway, his broad shadow spilling across the floor.

Lo'ak hisses from where he sits in front of Kiri as she redoes a couple of his braids at Neytiri's request, nimble fingers working her usual magic.

The rasp of the cloth against Jake's gun grows louder, almost like a threat as he stares silently at Aonung, awaiting the boy's reason for intruding.

Even Tuk, who has, for some reason, taken a liking to Aonung, turns her little nose up and looks away like she didn't see him.

Neteyam surveys Aonung for a moment, notes the basket tucked under his arm with flax poking out, then huffs, shaking his head and making his braids rattle, turning back to helping Neytiri with dinner, though it isn't for a few hours yet.

"My father has asked that I teach your sons to weave," Aonung announces, but has the good grace to look slightly ashamed of himself as he adjusts his grip on the basket.

"Do you plan to try and kill one of them again afterwards?" Kiri said bitingly, not looking up from her work.

"Hey, babygirl, he's trying to apologise," Jake said firmly, which Neteyam thought was a load of shit, considering Aonung; a) hadn't said sorry or anything of the sort, and b) didn't look apologetic at all. But Jake must've seen something in Aonung's face, because he then barked at Neteyam and Lo'ak to go with Aonung. Something about reconciliation and keeping in the chief's good books.

Neteyam couldn't resist knocking his shoulder against Aonung's as he followed Lo'ak out of the marui, despite Jake calling his name warningly. He pretended not to hear, anyway, as he let Aonung lead him and Lo'ak down to a lower platform of the village, where it was relatively shady, and they could dangle their legs in the water.

Not that Neteyam did. He pulled his knees right up to his chest like a sulking kid, curling his toes into the woven, springy surface beneath. There was something very freeing about being angry. Maybe that's why Lo'ak got angry so much.

Lo'ak wasn't angry now, though. Didn't seem even remotely irritated by the current situation, sitting down on the edge of the platform and kicking at the water, lips curling in a smile as he watched a few fish swim away in fright.

How he wasn't still angry with Aonung was a mystery, Neteyam thought as Aonung knelt and began scooping flax out of the basket in great armfuls, spreading it out on the platform evenly, the ripples on his arms shifting with the movement.

Aonung cleared his throat, deliberately not looking at Neteyam. Good. "Weaving is easy once you get the hang of it," he began, and Neteyam held his breath in anticipation of the biting comment to follow. Even little kids can do it, probably.

But no comment came, and there was simply a brief moment of silence as Lo'ak drew his legs out of the water and turned, mimicking Aonung's position, brushing his fingers against the flax briefly, taking in the foreign texture.

"Flax is durable," Aonung continued, selecting pieces of flax and stripping them in half to make thinner pieces, laying them down flat. "That's why we use it for our homes and the platforms. It's waterproof, and doesn't rot."

Finally, he glanced at Neteyam, and Neteyam scowled back, hugging his knees tighter and dropping his eyes to the flax.

Lo'ak huffed out a little laugh, glancing at Neteyam, stretching an arm out to tug on a few of Neteyam's braids, earning a slap on his hand. "Stop it, skxwang!" Neteyam said warningly.

Aonung ducked his head, hiding a smile, and cleared his throat, redirecting the brothers' attention back to the weaving. "So, you start by lining thin pieces up like this, using something to pin the ends down, like a piece of wood or your leg," he explained, shifting his leg to lay flat across the ends of the flax, holding it down. "Then you just weave more thin pieces from the side, going over and under these pieces." He pats the vertically lying pieces of flax as he weaves the first flax strip through deftly.

Lo'ak looks genuinely interested for once, leaning forward, eyes fixed on Aonung's big, yet surprisingly gentle hands as they work the strips through one by one.

Neteyam stays where he is, but lowers his knees, choosing to cross his legs instead, resting his chin in his hand.

"This is just- one of the simplest types of weaving," Aonung said as the piece began to form beneath his hands, glancing from Lo'ak to Neteyam.

"Let me try," Lo'ak said eagerly, giving Aonung a little push, taking the older, bigger boy's seat.

Neteyam felt his frown deepen. Lo'ak was seriously acting like nothing had happened. Was he mental?!

"Okay, okay," Aonung chuckled, moving aside, smiling a little at Lo'ak as the younger boy took ahold of the flax strips, trying to mimic Aonung's actions. And doing pretty well, Neteyam noticed.

Lo'ak's extra fingers must be a blessing in this situation, Neteyam thought, as his brother employed all of his fingers to tuck the strips through, securely and tightly, as Aonung had.

"That's good," Aonung said, sounding mildly surprised, leaning over Lo'ak's shoulder, squinting at the piece. "That's really good, forest boy."

Lo'ak didn't say anything, didn't even look up from his work, but Neteyam saw a smile flash across his baby brother's face, and his heart warmed, even if his head was telling him Aonung was still a dick. Even if he was apparently trying to make it up to them.

"You want a go?" Aonung offered, looking up at Neteyam.

Neteyam just shook his head. "Maybe another day. I'll just watch for now."

Aonung shrugged and didn't push the matter further, for which Neteyam was grateful, even if he still thought he shouldn't be.

"I'll teach you some other time, then," Aonung said, shrugging again and turning back to Lo'ak.

Neteyam sighed, shifting himself to the edge of the platform so he could dangle his legs in the water, letting the sharp ocean breeze and sigh of the waves blend with the voices of Aonung and Lo'ak, talking quietly behind him, punctuated by the occasional bout of laughter.

He could think now.

If Lo'ak had forgiven Aonung, Neteyam might as well. There was no point in holding a grudge against the chief's son. Nothing good would come of it, even if said son was still probably a massive dick and was only here because his father made him.

But the sincerity of Aonung's actions could be pondered later. For now, Neteyam was content to sit and enjoy the warm weather and the waves lapping against his calves.

@pinknipszz here you go baddie slay queen 🩷👑

Hope you like it! Didn't turn out as well as I was hoping but I did finish this like two minutes before going out 😂