#na'vi miles quaritch series

[fanfiction-blep]

Hi! I’m completely obsessed with Navi Miles quaritch, could you please do him going down on a woman? I’m craving the smut ❤️

Honestly same bby, this man has me down bad. Hope you enjoy. I might just do an image of this after, cus head cannons doesn't feel like enough i have so much to say about Quaritch and eating pussy.

Na'vi Miles Quaritch Giving his partner oral

Warnings: Smut, Oral F/receiving, Dom/sub dynamic, Dom miles.

This man loves eating pussy and he won't let anyone shame him for it. If any of the other male shoulders say something along the lines of "What's the point? I don't get nothing out of it?" He snort and stare them down "Real men enjoy giving their women pleasure"

Though, I think how much he enjoys going down on you depends on your relationship? If you're fuck buddies sure he'll go down on you. But If you in a relationship that is his pussy now.

If he cares about you he will be down bad for the taste of you and may on occasion almost beg for a tatse, he's not a switch will never be a sub. But if he wants a taste, its more a plead than anything. However he will pin you against his mattress and whisper into your ear

"Gotta taste ya, please just one taste" "You wanna feel good baby? let daddy make you feel good" He will eat you out in any position kneeling on the floor with your legs hanging over the bed. laying on his stomach. Bending you over a table, his personal favourite you sitting on his face. OMG. It gives him more control you see?

He will cum from going down on you. CHANGE MY MIND.

He will tease you (of course) Spreading your legs While he Nestles between them smirking up at you. by this point your chest is heaving Skin hot and flushed anticipation leaving a pool of your arousal that begins to drip down onto the sheets beneath you. "fuck, so wet for me ya who gets you this wet?" "You sir" "That's right" the words would leave his mouth as a growl and a shit eating grin would be spreading across his face. he hasn't even tasted you yet, and you're still begging him and dripping just at the thought.

His ego is huge when he goes down on you. Because he wont stop unless you cum. The first time he went down on you, It was amazing yes but you didn't cum and at one point you tapped his head and told him. "It's okay if I don't cum. You're making me feel so good anyways." And he took that as a challenge. He wrapped his arms around your thighs holding you in place, sucking hard on your clit. Fingers finding their way inside of you. He pulled many, many orgasms out of you that night.

He loves dirty talk so in or out of the bedroom he'll tell you how much he craves the taste of you. "Been thinking about you all day." The words rolling off his tongue so easily, his demeaner cool and collected. While he's left you with your tights rubbing together trying to sooth the ache he's created. Sometimes he holds no shame, he will lean in and mutter "Daddy's hungry, let's go"

He'll melt when he gets to taste you. The first brush of his tongue is the most delicate, but once your arousal drips onto the muscle he looses all control. HE WILL BURY HIS FACE INTO YOU. the point of his nose brushing lightly against your clit stimulating you.

No one can convince me that this man isnt grinding himself into the mattress while he is going down on you.

The Na'vi body blessed this man with a tongue that he could fuck you with. And when he's not fucking you with his tongue, he is sucking on your clit fucking you slowly with his fingers.

now, this man will die to have you on top of you. He loves having you sitting on his face. the feeling of you completely covering his mouth is just too much sometimes and that's when he gets all desperate. He'll make it a personal goal to make you squirt.

"Common Princess you can do it, make a mess for me"

without a doubt going to push you into overstimulation.

SO quaritch is a dom, and he likes tying you up. NevER during oral though, he enjoys you're hands digging into his hair even though it is short. Especially when you're over worked and you're pushing at his head telling him its too much. "You can do it baby-" "One more common, make daddy proud"

he will take pride in pushing into complete no thoughts head empty space. When you can no longer form a coherent sentence and your legs start shaking then he knows he has done his job properly.

I am convinced that he craves the taste of you so bad that instead of quickies its just him dragging you into the nearest unoccupied room and he'll go down on you. And that's it. If he cums with you great , but he doesn't need too. Your pleasure is his pleasure.

"You're as sweet as honey princess. All mine"

FUUUCK this man!

Okay slightly kinky rout here, BUt IMAGINE HIM USING A SPREDER BAR.

just think about it. Its a way for him to restrain you and (kinda) tie you up while leaving your hands free enough to still touch him. I could imagine how much fun he would have. his head buried deep against you hands against the back of your knees holding yours legs up.

^^^ he would do this without the bar but i digress.

he just loves your pussy man. Like you loose all ability to function, while he gains a one track mind and his only thought is keeping you on his tongue for as long as he can.

He just loves it.

[plooto]

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 [ completed ]

avocation || n. av·o·ca·tion : minor hobby or occupation .

colonel miles quaritch—respected, feared, a machine . now, only bluer and younger the recom was near perfect. that is, until he catches the scent of a younger, field trained scientist. a distraction..but maybe that’s just what this programed machine needs.

warnings || smut in one chapter . recom ! miles x recom ! reader . little use of y’n ( reader responds to pinky ) , pet names ( princess , pumpkin , cupcake ) , human flash backs , bickering , painful awkward pining , rocky friendship , accidental mating ( v unrealistic , but for story purposes ) , reader has four fingers , miles is kind of addicted to reader’s scent , self science stuff , quaritch losing fights against his subconscious , reader thinks a lot ! reader is best friends with zdinarsik ( z-dog ) , wainfleet develops a crush on reader ( shown in four paragraphs ) , kissing ! brief marking , drinking , lack of sleep , eventual lovers ?

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⊳ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⊳ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⊳ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⊳ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬

scene 1 || smut . you always enjoyed nights like this, nights where his recom personality shown through his rough exterior.

started . september 27 , 2023

finished . october 10 , 2023

[szagaloree]

His Wife…

Official series release✨

Walking through the forest I noticed several things, parts of the scorpions that were covered in moss and leaves, like it was abandoned and nature took over, which it did. I noticed and arrow with a particular colored feathers, I smirked knowing who it is from. “Let’s head out!” Quaritch said, I stood up huffing as I head over to the chopper to notice a child? “What the hell?!” I blurt out “even I said the same thing,” Lyle spoke, I was shocked to see young human boy out in the forest, he was scared out of his mind and I don’t blame him. Once the squad was back they inhumanly testing on him like he was some kind of animal and it was disgustin, he even had a nose bleed, it made my blood boil.

“God! The rda gets even more fucking sick testing on a damn child,” i grunted in anger, Quaritch comes back with a annoyed grumble “couldn’t even get the boy to talk,wonder what the kids knows,” quaritch says “really?! That’s what the fuck you’re worried about what the fuck he fuckin knows when they’re over here testing on him! He’s damn child you idiot!” I argued, he just stood there with his arms crossed not seeming to care, of course he didn’t he will never change. I walked breathing into my mask, “kid? Come out” I said gently, I peaked under the table that he was hiding under.

“Can i talk to you?” I ask.

He glances at me with fear but curiosity, he was hesitan, “my name is Gwen, may I ask yours?” I ask, “spider” he answered, “cool name spider,” I smirked, he glances at me a few times nervously before standing up, he had blue stripes over his body which told me a lot, he was with and raised by sully. “Are you okay?” I ask he nods looking down ���I know those jackasses did some horrible shit to you, I won’t let them touch you, you’re only a child and they could careless of that they only want answers out of you,” I said “I wouldn’t say answers,” quaritch said and when he came spider went into hiding again.

I huff in annoyance “great your ugly ass scared him,” I roll my eyes “aye I only walked,” he said “that’s enough to scare anybody,” I said nonchalantly, “come out spider,” I said, he stood up glancing between us, “I’ll tell you what, if you tell us what we need.. you’re free but if not I will have to give you up to the lab coats,” Quaritch said, “more like the jackasses that want to be scientist,” I said “why do I feel like I know you?” Spider says to me confused as he stares trying to figure out the feeling.

“You ain’t the only one who said that,” I said standing up.

“Come on,” I said to him he instantly follows and shocked Quaritch on how spider listened to me so easily, he couldn’t even get him to speak to him nor move front he table. Later that night I stood with spider as he taught me the na’vi language, I loved their language it was really cool and fluorescent. Spider smiled as I spoke a sentence in na’vi “did I get it right?” I ask “almost there,” he smirked I chuckle, he gasps looking at my arm “that tattoo!” He points to my gun tattoo I have on my arm “what about it?” I ask confused, “I seen that before on somebody else, wait!” He springs up running to the screen “hey-wait don’t touch anything,” I got up “do they have any logs, of any of you guys?” He asks “old logs when I was human yea?” I answered raising a brow, “gwen-gwen-there look!” He points “yea that’s my gun tattoo I have it’s my first tattoo I got had another tattoo with a butterfly tattoo on my back see,” I show him, “woah-cool” he gasps.

“Hold on I think I can find it,” he says searching through the logs, till he comes across a specific log, “when I grew up they always showed me these videos of you,” he said, it was a video of me pregnant. My eyes widen slowly as I watch the video. “I can’t believe it! 9 months pregnant about to it to give birth any moment!” I squealed, I rub my belly “I still haven’t thought of a name, but I thought of a cool nickname..spider, I just hope it’s a boy,” I said, my eyes fill with tears “spider? Wait that means you’re my" I paused “son… yea, your my mom” he begins to smile “I… I was pregnant? That’s one of the memories I don’t remember,” I said covering my mouth trying to hold on my tears, spider frowns “why?” He asks “because I died,” I said I couldn’t believe it, I look for my biography in hopes to find the exact reason of my death because I cannot go farther then that.

Reason for death: Birth

“Oh my god!” I blurted out, “you died.. giving birth to me?” He looks at me I nodded, “oh, and you’ve been out here by yourself and I was gone,” I tear up “I wasn’t alone, they took care of me,” he says “but I missed half of my baby boys life,” I said, “but it’s not your fault,” he said, I sighed “if only” I sat down, “if only what?” He asks walking to me “if only I would’ve been able to hold you, I would be happy with that,” I said, “if you were.. able to go back you your avatar body, would you go back?” He asks I shake my head. “I’m better in this one then that, a new me, still with a bit of old but I feel new, not messed up with all that bullshit,” I said, “but I just now got something even more better out of being back to life, I got you now, I know Jake sully raised you or Atleast helped,” I said he nods, “he raised you good, just thankful he was able to take you in because I don’t know where you would be and that’s scary,” I sighed.

“I’m right here, with you I’m safe, that’s all that matters,” he says.

I smiled softly “alright let’s get some rack,” I shake his head standing up. The next day had a three squad of my old friend, Allen, ellice, and raven, they never changed always my goofy people with to much humor, they were the first and only ones to tell that spider is my son, they were shocked but happy, they instantly took spider in as their nephew. “Boy you are strong, these lab rats don’t care about shit,” raven said “sure don’t” I said shaking my head, I put my crop top on, “alright come on,” I said. “Hey um you think they’ll let you out of here?” He asks “I could why?” I ask, “I wanna show you something on the mountains,” he says “the hallelujah mountains?” I ask raising a brow he nodded, “I’ll see, I have to report to the so call boss,” I huff.

“Corporal” Carmella said, “what you need?” I ask, “we need to get some indication on the na’vi and where Jake sully is,” she said my face instantly went into annoyance, “hope you like choppers,” I said to spider “fox, let’s load out,” I said, Quaritch and the others were looking over in confusion, “woah where you think you’re going?” Lyle questions with a cocky smirk, “going for a hunt,” I said, raven and the rest came out with their guns. “Oh what change your mind?” Quaritch rose a brow, “don’t worry about it, let’s go,” I said as we leave, spider puts his mask on and we head to the chopper, I noticed the boys heading in their chopper as well.

“Let’s go!” I said, and we took off, “are you really hunting Jake?” Spider asks nervously I smirk “tuhh! No” I said bluntly, “you’d figure everybody here would learn their lesson on stop fucking with these people but no,” ellice said with a smirk, “plus, we got these awesome bodies in tryna keep it,” raven said “damn right, can’t do shit in our human bodies,” I said they laughed, “so we’re playing their game for a while,” I said, “that’s smart,” spider smirks a little “and you gotta play song with it too, you’re the key to what they want,” I said.

“Play along and we can make sure they don’t touch you,” Allen spoke.

Once we landed pulled my crossbow out, “what is that?” He asks pointing at my crossbow “a crossbow, kinda similar to the og bow but this one you can just shoot, I don’t have my old bow I used to have,” I said, “alright listen up we have to go in na’vi,” Quaritch says, I almost snickered, once he started speaking na’vi I knew how this was gonna go “go full na’vi huh, how the hell you’re gonna go na’vi with that on and two face fingers and three your na’vi language is a pain to everybody’s ears,” I said, the girls laughed. Spider even laughed “what she said?” Lyle asks spider, “your na’vi language is a pain to everybody’s ears,” spider said, I shake my head with a grin “well we got out ourselves interpreters,” Quaritch said.

“Spider come on,” I said spider follows, as we go through the forest, I looked around, “can I show you the mountains now?” He asks “not yet,” I said, we all looked up to see the prolemuris swinging around “prolemuris, AYE!” I jumped when one landed on me, “you’re animal whisperer now Gwen,” Allen cackles “oh shut up, come on get,” I said the prolemuris leaps off of my to the tree to follow the rest of the group. “How can you find them in this big forest?” Spider asks, “we’re just scoping out some small areas nothing to big,” raven said, “you can just get an ikran,” he said i stopped “ikran? Those flying things?” I ask he nods “it’s on the hallelujah mountains isn’t it?” He nodded.

“Alright let’s go,” I said, but we didn’t realize we left Quaritch squad by themselves, “wait a minute where’s the rest of them?” One of them asks looking around “corporal? Where you at?” Quaritch asks on comms I gasp “I think we left them,” I said.

To be continued…

A/N: made the first release long for you guys🤍

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I couldn't help but see your requests were open l😏

So I wanted to ask for a human reader who Neteyam finds but he goes to kill her and she kinda charms him so he stops?

Then they become mates, the story and stuff is all up to you but yeahhhh that's my idea

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Here is your request, I really hope you like it!

I named it Charming Killer after your request.

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Pairing: Neteyam x reader

Part Two

Summary: You get chased into the wilds of Pandora with a broken communication collar and a bullet wound, but Neteyam finds you. He goes to kill you but an omen from Eywa stops him, and as he approaches you he realizes you are his destined mate.

Warnings: blood and injury were mentioned, nothing else.

Word Count: 4.1k

A/N: I’m taking a quick little break from writing for the same two series and breaking out to some requests. Check my master list for my posting schedule for Love and Guests. And what are we feeling? Part two or keep this as a one-shot? (God why did I just offer to create a new series but also this is such a cool idea and I want to write more)

Neteyam didn't like humans, and he never had. His mother had raised him to stay away from them as much as possible, and he had obeyed to keep her happy, but as he grew up and his siblings came back from ventures to the human labs that lay beyond their village with stories about Norm and Max in their human forms, he found his simple obligation of dislike turn into hatred.

Neteyam avoided all of the dream walkers that operated in his village to the best of his ability. His father advised them not to bother his eldest son or his wife, which they respectably agreed to. Still, even if they weren't around him Neteyam could always feel their presence, and it irked him.

One day, this feeling cropped up in his mind as he was out in the rugged outback of Pandora, hunting a stray tapirus for his mother.

He jumped from a tree to the ground as he continued to track, but then as Neteyam pressed his fingers into the newest set of prints in the dirt, he smelt it.

It was the distinct smell that often surrounded humans, something of a mixture between an unnatural chemical smell and wafts of artificial scents that attracted them to one another. Still, to Na'vi, the smell was a distinct warning.

He raised his head, abandoning the hunt in favour of locating the emitter of the stench that was offending him.

He followed his nose for a few meters, and then with the tip of his bow, he dipped a low-hanging branch to divulge a clearing.

There, standing in the middle with not a soul around was you, trying to aid an injury to your lower arm and fix a device at the same time with only one working hand.

He quirked his brow in confusion. He had never heard of you from his father, which only led to one conclusion: you were a sky person under Quaritch's jurisdiction.

He watched you for a few seconds to take inventory of what you were doing all alone in the middle of Pandora without a jarhead next to you with a gun. He could tell immediately you were not military because you were pacing around in a circle, speaking a mile an hour to yourself, using words he didn't understand with no sign of a weapon anywhere on your person.

His eyes dipped to your arm, which you were clenching shut as blood dripped onto the ground and soaked itself into the fabric of your shirt.

You were in shock from what Neteyam could interpret in distinction to your actions. The wound didn't seem like it had come from an attack by any beast on his planet because you would surely be dead if that were the case.

The injury looked like a bullet wound which only charged his curious streak further, but you were human, and one less sky person on this planet was a plus for his cause. So, he nestled down on the ground and silently replaced the branch so he could pull back his bow and aim his righteous arrow at your head.

He felt his heart beat in rhythm with your steps as you desperately tried to fix a communication com device with one hand, fighting against the panic that was starting to take your breath away.

The wilderness was vast, and you could feel the race against time fight in opposition to the blood which was slowly collecting a trail by your feet.

He let out his breath and readied the shot, but before he could let it go, a seedling from the tree of souls floated into his vision and landed on his hand, a silent plea not to fire.

He was stunned for a few seconds and held his posture, but when the seedling took off again, he finally let his hands relax and brought the longbow back down to his lap.

He was captivated now as he tried to lean closer through the foliage to see your actions. Eywa had spoken, and he would not kill you.

He thought back to the story his mother had often told her children about how she met his father, and his nose scrunched up at the similarities between the two stories.

He decided he would not take you to his father, and he would leave you here. If Eywa didn't want him to kill you, that was fine but he wouldn't become responsible for your safety.

He had filled his hunger for curiosity, and the thought of returning to his hunting materialized in his brain. With that in mind, he turned to step away, but as soon as he moved, another seedling crashed into his chest, making him stutter back in an effort not to crush the precious soul.

The sound of crunching leaves caught your attention, and you rotated on your heels in the direction of Neteyam. He kept his head low and out of your sight before he shook his head at the seedling which hovered in front of his face.

You couldn't see anything, but the sound was distinct, so you darted your eyes around to try and find anything to defend yourself with, but your search was broken when you found a white seedling floating just to the side of Neteyam's hiding spot.

You gasped as two other seedlings joined the beautiful sprite. They all floated towards you, pushing air down as they climbed higher and higher up on their way to you.

Neteyam let his eyes leave the seed in front of his way and looked towards you. Your face was lit up at the sight of the seeds, and it seemed their appearance had taken all of your focus off the pain and the gadget in your hand because you softly stepped forward to greet the specimens.

He watched as you steadily reached out a shaky hand to the wood sprites, laughing uneasily as they all gently landed along the uninjured arm.

You looked so excited at their presence, and that confirmed his suspicions of your scientific origin.

You took another step forward, and Neteyam cursed mentally as he turned to leave, but again, the seed of Eywa stopped him with its stagnant stature. The sign was clear. He had to speak with you. He rolled his eyes and held back a sigh but acted to comply with the great mother's desires.

He stood to his full height and stared at you with a frown. You still hadn't noticed him, but when he smacked the lower branch away and tramped forward, the white sprites took off and left you to yearn after them with a sad stare.

What was so special about you? He wondered. You were just another arrogant human who was part of an unkillable mass that had arrived here with an open palm.

Your eyes then fell from the vacating pure souls and settled on the 10ft Na'vi in front of you, which caused a shriek.

Immediately you stumbled back and tried to start protesting for your life at the sign of his lethal bow, but you stopped when you noticed he was staring at you with an unwavering eye filled with mystery.

You called something to him, but he only understood the odd word. You had jumped straight into elucidating that you were not a threat which made him want to laugh. 

Of course, you weren't a threat. You were standing here like the perfect prey for any number of predators to pounce on and devour. He could kill you with a single toss, and the idea that he feared you was amusing him.

He took another step, and this time you crouched down, letting your hand leave the wound to try and coax him to stay away from you like he was a stray animal that could be redirected.

The bright blood on your hand shone in the light, your face was pale compared to the rest of you, and he felt a pang of pity for you, making him scowl at himself for his stupidity.

He stepped forward some more, his tail flickering behind him with agitation as he pulled the bow over his head and let the string fall over his chest.

"Who are you?" He growled as he marched further into the clearing.

His body was tall and very masculine, his muscles hugged his body as he looked down at you with contempt, and those were your only thoughts as the Na’vi man looked ready to murder you.

Your face wrinkled in confusion as you shrugged one of your shoulders at his words, your head shook from side to side in order to tell him you had no idea what he was saying.

He rolled his eyes at your conceited unknowingness, but just as he was about to start yelling at you, he paused as your scent hit him.

The standard note of human was definitely there, but there was something else, something sweet that had him hooked the second now that it registered in him.

At first, he thought you had used some chemical warfare on him, but when your confused face only intensified as he took a carnivorous inhale at the air, he knew the fragrance was only coming from your skin.

He took another stride, and the movement triggered your fight or flight. You tried to stand to run, but he grabbed your intact arm and gently yanked it forward, making you drop the communication device to the ground with a clatter.

You tried objecting to his harsh handling of you and cursed at him in English. He ignored you, and without further conversation, he shoved his face into the crevice on your neck and pushed your jaw up with his forehead so that your neck lay before him with no guard.

He took deep whiffs of your scent and nestled deeper so he could bring in as much as his body and the restrictive oxygen mask you were wearing would let him take. His tail flicked wildly behind him as he tried to commit the smell to memory. It smelt something crossed between a sugary treat and a warm fresh wood scent that made his brain fizz with the desire to have more of it closer.

He could feel your heartbeat on his cheek, but he ignored it. His need for the scent consumed him. He was only brought back to reality when you let out a whine at his very close touch that was making you uncomfortable.

He ripped his head back and shook it wildly, trying to shake off the remnants that tickled his brain. Your eyes that had originally been looking at him with confusion were now eyeing him up and down with uncertainty.

He dropped your arm and felt his body surge at the loss of touch. You faltered backward as he let you go but didn't try to run again, which he appreciated.

He was attracted to you, that was certain, and it made his body lurch with disgust, but before he could spend longer than a few seconds being disgusted, the scent of your skin drilled its way back into his brain, and he was overcome with butterflies that attacked his stomach.

You spoke again; this time, he identified the words 'Na'vi' and the name Max from your speech. He cocked his head, and you watched as his braids fell to one side of his head as he brought his face closer to yours to stare into your eyes.

You took a step back, but he followed you. He decided to ignore whatever you were saying and let his exploratory nature grab hold of him. He extended his head around to stare at your body, and you let him touch you as he pleased with your chest heaving in anxiety that at any moment he would have his fill of interest peaked and he would draw back to kill you.

His fingers came to your waist and gripped the lower hem of your elastic shirt, and pulled at it before letting it snap back, which made you smile a little despite the fear raging through you. Perhaps the blood loss was making you hysterical.

His ears twitched at the sound of your giggles that accompanied the smile, and his scrutinizing eyes turned softer as he reached forward and repeated the action, letting you huff with amusement.

He continued his curious search of you and let his fingers prod your cargo pants. You watched with your own set of prying eyes as he leaned down so he could gather the material between his fingers and rub it together to feel the texture. He let it fall back into place and pulled himself back up to his full height, which made your smile falter as you reminded yourself he was not a curious child and was a fully grown Na'avi hunter, if his bow was anything to go by.

The silence was loud, but it communicated volumes. You could tell by his erratic behavior that he wasn't going to kill you, but he was clearly fighting an inner conflict with his actions.

You didn't know much about the natives, but you knew one thing that had been hammered into your head since orientation day on this planet, Na'vi killed sky people on sight, and this man didn't look like he was reaching for his bow anytime soon, so what was he doing?

You tried your luck and reached out your hand to poke his bare chest before quickly retracting, making him let out his own small chuckle at your scared actions. You smiled cautiously before you reached out and ran a finger over the string of his bow that dug into his front, watching his chest shiver at your touch before you finally pulled back and stared up at him.

He let his smile disappear, and his frown replaced it as he stuck out his hand to grab your oxygen mask, but this seemed to be a step too far because you pulled back and quietly said something he didn't understand, but he knew it was a denial.

He was satisfied with his investigation and pulled himself back to look down at you while you awkwardly returned your hand to clutching the hole in your body that wasn't meant to be there.

Neteyam felt the pity in his heart worsen at your predicament, and he decided that he wanted to help, even though his naturally taught ethics told him it was wrong. He knew that the only reason his body was reacting to you like this, along with the cause of the omens from Eywa, meant one thing, but he was trying to suppress that epiphany for the moment.

He couldn't understand your language enough, but the device that lay on the ground behind him was obviously crucial to you. Hence he walked over to it and picked it up, this caused a chain reaction as you stumbled forward and tried to take it back from him with a yelp of protest, but he placed his hand on your forearm and gently pushed you back, which calmed you down enough that he could look at the tool.

He stood up and held the com to his face to see if it was fixable. Jake had a few of these around, and Neteyam had to wear one for a long time when he was younger, but this technology was slightly newer than anything Neteyam had seen for a while.

He flipped the collar over in his palm, and to his surprise, he immediately zoned in on the issue. The chip that powered it was simply dislodged and needed to be adjusted, so he pushed it back gently and shook it a few times, much to your aggrievement, and then when the red light sparked back to life he crouched down and placed it in your hands.

Your eyes widened in surprise as the collar was now partially workable.

You looked up at him, and his breath caught as your beautiful eyes gazed into his own with such pure gratitude in them that it made him want to keep you close to him forever, as his mate.

And just like that, the epiphany broke the surface of his mind and his pupils swell as he realized why you smelt so divine and why your laugh made his body weak. You were his mate. Even without the means to make the neural link or any of the accompanying features found on Na'vi women that were deemed as attractive, he knew as he observed you desperately press down on the com and speak into it that you were his destined partner.

The intercom sparked to life, and he heard the sound of Max's voice come through it. This interaction only worked to intrigue him more than last time, as he tried to figure out what you were doing all alone out here with a broken body, seeking out the rouge scientists.

You quickly yelled back to Max with relief overthrowing your face, which made Neteyam smile again as he watched you let out a consoled chuckle.

You spoke for a few more seconds, and Neteyam let the sound of your strange accent wrap around him before you broke his trance and held up the collar to him. He quirked a brow, but you shook the device in your hand and nodded for him to take it.

He gently took the end of the com and brought it to his ear so he could listen to Max translate what was happening to him in Na'vi.

Max was shocked to find out it was Neteyam who had saved his exposed spy from Hell's gate, but he described your issue to Neteyam, and he agreed to take you to the laboratories on the edge of his village so you could be patched up.

He returned the device and pulled off his bow to set himself up to walk you through the wild to the labs.

You hadn't understood Max's translation, so you pulled the com closer and tried to remain polite as you smiled up at Neteyam, but he could tell you were not pleased with the improvised escort that was surely threatening to your tiny stature.

When the conversation was over, you sighed and dropped the intercom to your side, gripping it tightly as you looked back up at Neteyam, who was now tying his hair of individual braids up with a hair-tie while holding the bow between his teeth.

He looked like a beautiful angel from your angle as he effortlessly strung up his hair, showing off his triceps and pecs while his canines were left exposed around the wooden bow. He pulled an arrow from behind his back and fit it into the bow. Neteyam then set off into the woods again, with your body mindlessly following the god-like boy.

You watched him move; he was the most graceful thing you had ever seen. His attitude was strange, and while you couldn't understand a word he was saying, you finally identified his aura as one of interest and possible endearment rather than intimidation.

He looked over his shoulder and called out a sentence to you that once again you couldn't understand but you just nodded and tried to sustain his pace.

He looked over his shoulder every few steps, but it was clear you were struggling to keep up with him as the pain from your injury was now becoming prevalent thanks to your adrenaline levels being brought down.

Neteyam grumbled something under his breath but turned to you, sliding the bow and arrow over himself again as he stepped towards you.

You backed up a little as his alarming size came toward you, but he reached out and gently touched your shoulder so you could see that he was trying to suggest an idea.

"You're never gonna get there if I don't carry you, come here", he stared into your eyes, repeating the sentence at least three times before he tut his tongue in annoyance and reached down to hoist your legs into his arms so he could carry you bridle style.

You screeched, and his ears flickered at the sharp noise before you hissed out and clung onto him as tightly as you could while he rose you high above the ground. He could feel your heart rate speed up, and he was dumbfounded as to why you were reacting this way to him just holding you.

You said a word, and it rang a bell in his head as he tried to remember it.

Oh, height.

He quickly put you down, and you tried to relax your breathing after being speedily hauled into the air by about 7 or 8 feet and then replaced just as swiftly.

You tried to balance yourself on his leg as you felt your heart calm down, heights weren't your strong point, but you had to agree that it was going to be the best way to get there with the time restraint your injury put on you.

He spoke something else as he crouched down, putting himself at eye level with you.

"I can't understand you!" You hopelessly whimpered as your hand came to rest on his shoulder so you could try and take the pain off your other limb.

His ears downturned at the sound of your desperate groaning, and he remained silent for a second, looking off to the side in thought.

You took a deep breath, dragging his attention back to you. You stared into his eyes for a second before you nodded and held out your arm for him to take with a single word.

"Slow", your eyes tried to show bravery, but your body was still shaking like a leaf under his touch.

He felt a part of his body twitch at your word that was paired with heavy eye contact and an out-of-breath tone, but he ignored it.

This time he went much slower as he swept his hands underneath your thighs and lifted you into the air. He allowed you to get a good hold around his neck so that you weren't afraid of falling, lying to himself that the touch was for your comfort and not his own.

When you were to live with him once you agreed to be his mate, he had to get used to going slower with things. It was lucky for you that he had probably the best patience out of any of his family.

You weighed nothing to him, so he set off as soon as you were steady, and your fear slowly gave weight to amusement as his long legs steeped over each obstacle in his way that would have taken you minutes to clamber over with your one arm pinned to your side.

The whole way there, you could feel his grip around the lower part of your legs tighten when you tried to clamber closer to him, and you wanted to apologize for invading his space and deterring him from his task that he would have had to abandon to help you, but the words couldn't come out.

It took about twenty minutes of heel-and-toe walking before he finally managed to get you to the lab's opening.

Upon seeing the large metal containers, he screeched to a stop, and you looked at his face with confusion as he seemed to have caught your fear like a contagious disease as his face scrunched up. He didn't dare go any further.

Neteyam let his hands slip under your armpits and gently set you down on the ground. He looked down at you and then glanced at the containers behind you.

You were a sky person, and while he couldn't deny that you reeked of his mate, this was the most unlikely pairing anyone had seen.

You called out to him, not by name, as he hadn't told you, but he finally sighed and slid back down to a crouch as he found he had to do a lot when talking to you.

"I will be back for you, my mate, until then, look after yourself better, now go get patched up", he pressed one of his hands into the side of your head, and you lovingly pushed against his palm with a sad smile as you took his words as an apology for needing to go.

"Thank you--" You trailed off as you tried to use the silence to ask for his name.

"Neteyam", he stated with that boyish smile overtaking his features again.

"Neteyam", you repeated as you nodded, feeling the skin of his rough palm rub against you.

"You?" He found the word in English and spoke it with a heavy accent, making your smile turn to a grin.

"Y/n", you stated with a gleam in your eye.

"Y/n", he said the name verbatim to you and nodded to himself as the sound of a door opening ruined the moment.

He quickly pulled back from you and stood back up, allowing his height to take over the silent threat as Max stood on the steps to the metal lab with his hands raised to show he was unarmed as he called out to you and asked if you were all right.

"Goodbye, y/n", Neteyam’s accent was incredibly thick, and it made your skin shiver as he quickly put his fingers to his forehead and retracted them in a respectful farewell before he turned on his tail and walked back into the wilderness of Pandora, leaving you alone with your own kind.

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Can I get a Jake sully x daughter reader.

where the reader was Jake's first child who he left on earth when he went on Pandora. Years later, Jake is finally reunited with his daughter, the one thing he hand longed for, but he finds out that she works for the RDA and is alongside Quaritch. I kinda want this to be a series cause I've been looking all over for fics like this but there are barely any at all.

Gotta admit, this one was a toughie. Not that I'm complaining, I enjoy a challenge. Now I did think long and hard where this would take place. Hope fully this is is good! enjoy!

NOTE: I had to change things around considering the time line and not everything will be down to the T compared to the movie.

Left behind series

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Left behind

Neytiri was enjoying her peaceful night with her two children, neteyam and kiri and her beloved mate jake. As she holds neteyam, while jake was holding kiri but he had a distant look into his eyes. Neytiri knows that look. It is a look where he is mentaly absent and wonders somewhere deep in his mind.

Doesn't happen often, and whenever it does, its about his past. Neytiri knows some of it but doesn't know all. Not that she minds. In fact, she encourages that he forgets his past. All of it.

"ma'jake" she softly calls out to him, placing her hand on his cheek, bringing his attention to her, bringing him back to the moment. Jake humms, paying attention to her. "whatever it is...its all in the past. Forget it, leave it behind. You are here with me and our children. You belong here with me" she says, letting her soft voice soothe his mind.

Unknowns to neytiri, it was the biggest mistake she will ever make.

Neytiri was holding spider, her blade at his throat. In front of her, the demon of her nightmares, Miles Quaritch stands in a false na'vi body doing the same with kiri.

"do it, he aint mine" Quaritch says, no hesitation in his voice. In fact, he was grinning as if to encourage neytiri. This isn't what she wanted. She wanted to strike fear into his heart. Have him feel what she is feeling.

"he doesn't care if I die!" spider tells neytiri. Normally she would ignore him but this time, she couldn't. "You don't care for your own child!?" she screeches. The demon grins in a twisted way. "As far as I am aware Mrs. sully, he isnt my child......but she is"

"MOM/NEYTIRI LOOK OUT!!" Kiri and jake shout to her.

It was quick, it was swift, neytiri couldn't block it in time. A shadow lunged behind neytiri, kicking her behind the knees and body slamming her with full force bringing her and spider down.

Neytiri was quick, fangs out, hissing out in anger only to be met with a gun at her face. She looks up and she sees a young woman. Tall, tough looking, her expression cold and deadly. But one thing stood out, and that was her eyes.

Her eyes were blue.

The same blue eyes jake once had in his human form.

"please! please don't hurt her!!" spider crawled up in front of neytiri as means to protect her. He didn't care of neytiri was threatening his life moments ago, she was not someone he wished death upon.

"quaritch p-please...!! tell her to step down or something!!" spider begged. But the man simply grinned. "you said a child for a child isnt that right Mrs. Sully?" Quartich teases.

kiri had enough and bit his arm making him let go. She ran to her dad but a bullet barely scrapped her shoulder making her shout in surprise.

Jake looked at the young woman who was facing them and time stopped for him. The blue eyes.....he knows those eyes better than anyone else's. Cause they were his own.

"Fair trade I say jake. My child for YOUR child"

Neytiri and the kids were shocked. Jake looked as though he was stabbed a million times.

"daddy? daddy who is that?!" tuk asks as she tugs his hand. Kiri, spider and neytiri also wanted to know.

"she is my daughter" jake says. The daughter he loved. The daughter he cherished with his life. The daughter he left behind for Pandora.

The girl stared at him with nothing but hate and malice.

"not anymore" was what came of her mouth, her voice void of emotion, cold and distant.

"My name is Proto Quaritch, and I am Miles Quaritch's daughter!"

Ngl I feel like I could have done better. I can see this being a series but I got three in the works. This will have to be temporarily be in the shelf until I am done with one of the series. Anyways, I hope ya'll like it!

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Avatar! Rick Quaritch x Na'vi Reader 

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Chapter 1 - The Invader

Colonel Rick Quaritch shamefully tucked his tail and flew off. His mission to kill Jake Sully failed drastically. Now it's just him flying out into the wilderness of Pandora. His body is weak and needs to rest. Rick landed on a nearby plot of floating land,' Ayram alusìng' as Na'vi called them. However, this was not the Hallelujah Mountains. Quaritch had no clue where exactly he was. He grunts, removing his Queue from the Ikran. He slides off the mountain banshee’s back boots landing on the ground beneath him. The Colonel glanced around for any natives lurking in the trees or behind the bushes around him. The cost seemed clear enough to let his guard down. Little did he know a female Na'vi had been monitoring him long before he entered her tribe's domain. 

(Y/n) (L/n), the clan leader's firstborn. Her people were known as the Kamimaljuyú. The air tribe. They lived in the Ayram alsuìng and built their home there. Humans learned very little about their kind. Due to the terrain, it served as a natural shield against the sky people. Their technology did not last beyond a few miles before rendering them completely useless. The Kamimaljuyú made minimal contact with Sky people and preferred to keep it as such.

(E/c) orbs gradually examined the Avatar before her. She caught subtle differences between her people and the lab-grown organism. Their Avatar features included:  eyebrows, a pronounced nose, a stout physique, one extra finger, and a toe. Their entire race intrigued (Y/n). How did it make sense to leave their dying world only to bring their problems here? Humans would not change their way of life. Not even to save their race. They rather force their ways on others while avoiding the real problem. She could not allow him to stay here much longer. (Y/n) feared Quaritch might bring others. The Kamimaljuyú knew about the sky people’s return but had no involvement in such a meaningless slaughter. They were after the mighty Jake Sully, not her people.

Her chest rose and fell, soaking in the air around her. With a graceful hand, she retrieved an arrow from her quiver. (Y/n) placed the string between the nock before pulling back. Her accuracy could rival any hunter in their village because she never missed. Everything around her accounted for; the distance, position, and wind speed. She let go firing her poisoned lace weapon. Suddenly a gust of wind hit the trajectory changed. Her eyes widen as the arrow lands right at the Colonel’s boots. She then felt a strong presence, Eywa. Maybe the path for this Avatar is not death. The great mother is never wrong. 

Quaritch leaped up glancing in the direction the arrow came from. “Come on out. I might go easy on you.” He growled despite not being in the physical condition to fight. (Y/n) rolled her eyes before slowly emerging from the nearby bush. Her arrow is out as a precaution. 

“You look ready to collapse at any moment now, demon.” Her ears go back hissing as a warning. “I take it you couldn't handle the Na'vi as you thought? You may have an Avatar body but your skills and technology are no match for our spirit." 

Quaritch looked over the native female. He could not deny she was beautiful. The Colonel normally had no attraction to women of their race but. Her eyes, face, lips, and hair all came together perfectly. "You-you." He stutters before collapsing. The last thing he saw is (Y/n) rushing over to his body before everything went black. 

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Quaritch had no idea how long he was out. He woke up surrounded by thousands of Navi. He hissed looking frantically for a way you. However, he is bound and helpless. What choice did he have? Why did she not kill him? What did they want? He instantly could tell the leaders apart from the other Navi. ‘Oh, shit’ He thought realizing the pretty native woman is not just anyone. It was their daughter. How lucky could he get? It brought flashbacks of Jake Sully meeting Neytiri. Perhaps he could use this to his advantage. If Jake became one of them perhaps he could? Seduce the princess into falling in love. Oldest trick in the book. A mission he would be willing to extend if that meant killing the whole Sully family while Jake watched.

“Why have you come back to Pandora after Toruk Makto sent you flying back?”

“We come back in peace. Not all of us agree with what happened to the people all those years ago. Earth wants to make admins.” He looked down with sorrow as the lies spilled off his tongue. “I had gotten caught in a nasty fight with the water tribe. I tried to explain but they did not want to listen.” Quaritch looked up directly into (Y/n)’s eyes. 

“How can I trust the sky people? The last time ended in bloodshed for both sides.”

“I will do anything.” 

“Father…” He glanced at his daughter. Originally Cualli held great anger when (Y/n) returned from her hunt with this demon tied to her Ikran. That anger changed as (Y/n) told him Eywa gave her a sign not to kill the Avatar. “Yuum, leti' impidió ti' le flecha perforara u puksi'ik'al. In wojel ba'ax Eywa Ma'atech u equivoca.Yaan jump'éel plan ti'. In wojel jach jaaj.” (Father, she stopped the arrow from piercing his heart. I know Eywa is never wrong. She has a plan for him. I know it to be true). Quaritch listens closely not understanding this language. He knew about the Kamimaljuyú. They were one of the largest tribes on Pandora and preferred to stay isolated from the other Navi. It was mentioned in books their numbers are greater than the stars in the sky.

The people chatted amongst themselves. They had a right to be scared for the sky people. Other clans had not been so lucky with the alien invaders. Eywa had blessed them all this time. Now his daughter has brought the invader right into their home. His wife, Inez, placed a hand on the wounded Avatar's chest closing her eyes. The Navi went silent waiting for her judgment. “We have avoided war for over 30 years. We kept the sky people at a distance. Eywa has blessed us with protection. Now the great mother has given my daughter a sign. This Avatar has great spirits around him. Evil and good alike battling over his heart. Eywa now brings him here for reasons we do not know. In time she will guide us to find his path, his destiny.” Her voice traveled loud and certain of her communication with Eywa. (Y/n) sighed in relief he would not be harmed as of now. Cualli stepped up raising his staff. The crowd bowed down waiting for his final verdict. With a gesture (Y/n) walked to her father kneeling down.

“My daughter has been spoken to by Eywa. Told to spare his life for now. As we wait for his purpose my daughter will take on the responsibility of tending to his invader. He could be a threat or an ally. We have yet to learn his heart. Eywa sets everyone on two paths. It is his choice of which path to take. Rise, my daughter.” He spoke. (Y/n) rose to her feet ears back. She is left in charge of this man? “You are going to show him our ways. Teach him right and wrong. Then I will pass judgment on him. If he passes the test he will be welcomed as one of us. If not you will kill him yourself. Do you both accept?” 

Quaritch held back his smirk,” I accept.”

(Y/n) sighed deeply,”Je'el in wóotik” (I accept.)

“Then go your time starts now,” Cualli announced

“ Ma' in falles waal.” (Do not fail me, daughter.) Inez whispered already knowing this will not work and (Y/n) will once more disgrace their family. (Y/n) nods looking at Quaritch.

“Follow me.” She instructed as the villagers went back to their daily tasks. She huffed once arriving at the edge of their first village. “You will have to wear our clothes, eat our food, and learn our language.” (Y/n) growled.

“I am not going to run around in one of those thongs or whatever you call them” He adds. Without warning (Y/n) pulls her knife out cutting his shirt. “You will change for this role. You will have to make accommodations or else my father will kill you.” She looked over him. “No boots, no guns, no shirt, but your pants can be cut short enough to still allow for mobility. We are air people there is still forest on our land. So we know how to climb the trees, and swing on the vines, and you will also need to learn our language.” 

Quaritch sighed taking his cut shirt off. He kicked his muddy boots off and growled cutting his pants mid-thigh length. He did not like this one bit.  “Is that better for you Princess?”

“Don’t call me that!” She hissed tail slapping him. “You are going to fail…Eywa sees something in you and I do not know why. It’s getting late supper will be soon then I will show you where you will rest.”

“With you, I hope.” He smirks moving closer to (Y/n). She growled and turned away with a sway in her walk. The Colonel knew this is going to be fun. 

Chapter 2

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For anyone who likes a good alien romance with plot and smut👌👌 I

happily give some recommendations .

There's one which give me Miles Quaritch x reader/oc vibes 😏

Obviously if you love big blue aliens (Na'vi)

You gotta check out Ice Planet Barbarians by Ruby Dixon

You can also go on the tag #iceplanetbarbarians and you'll find memes and art. It's a big fandom for this series.

There's a spinofff series of this called CORSAIR Brothers

And the first book ADIRON

Has a hilarious hero who's goofy and a himbo. Personal favourite 👌

Next if you want aliens who are very Na'vi like in culture but also don't hesitate to use technology then this one is for you

The Ash Planet Warriors

It's a spin off of the series Garrison Earth.

There are three races here the Vetusian, Jal'zar i.e The Ash Planet Warriors and Humans. The humans and Jal'zar are invaded by the Vetusians.

My favourite book in the spin off is this

Enemies to loves, political marriage. Here's a summary

I won’t touch her. But I will torment her soul. While the other warlords mate with the daughters of our enemy, I want nothing to do with these political marriages. Fate calls me north, searching for what the shamans say will complete my soul.

Now in the Garrison Earth series the last book is very interesting.

It's the Miles Quaritch x reader/oc fanfics but in a book 👇👀👀

Claimed

I conquered her planet and pillaged her body. Now I’m back for her heart.

A decade ago, I brought war to Solgad, home of the Jal’zar. I sacked the planet and slaughtered the people, all to save my race from extinction. Until one of their female warriors hissed defiance, promising me death at her hands no matter how her body longed for mine.

Each night, she came to end me, only to succumb to the raw urges of her mating heat.Each night, I gave her hungry womb what it needed, the way we coupled neither safe nor sane.

I was the enemy she couldn’t kill.She was the female I couldn’t have.

Together, we unleashed chaos.

Many solar cycles after the occupation, I return to Solgad, searching the ashen plains for her: my soulmate. This time, I will claim the Jal’zar female as mine, and nobody will get in the way.

Not even myself.

If you can, do read the entire series first if you want to know a little back story of the male character.

Now on to a villian from a different series

Zorus from Redeeming Zorus by Laurann Dohner.

Here's an enthusiastic comment about the character

Zorus, You Evil Bigot, M*ther F@cking, Sadistic Bastard!!! I have HATED You for SOOO LONG. Now I have to read your Love Story!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Anyway here's what's he's all about: Zorus is a member of the Ruling Council that governs cyborgs. His orders are law and must be obeyed. But Zorus is a sick bastard. He hates humans with a passion, and has been an evil terror to all cyborg males that have attempted to take a human female as a mate. He has gone as far as ordering them to be killed under the pretense that they were Earth Government spies searching for cyborgs.

But in a way his intense hate is justified. It's like if a Na'vi wanted to kill all the humans and Avatars (even the good ones), and all the hybrid children, because of what the RDA has done in Pandora.

Obviously this book is part of a series.

I'm sorry this spiralled into Alien villains but here's the last one

The Fractured Mate

Comments on the book:

Halian was so damned evil in previous books, I couldn't possibly imagine how he could be redeemable. But DAMN if our author didn't come up with the absolute most genius, creative, plot twist of an explanation!

Again part of a series of many interesting alien characters. Best to read those so you get an idea of how bad Halian is.

Now three other good alien books (not a villain main character)

Heart's Prisoner by Olivia Riley

He's not like anything Lana has ever encountered.

Asset X: Massive, deadly, a little terrifying to say the least. A devilish warrior. And a killer. Captured on a hellish world after attacking a military campsite and now imprisoned in a state-of-the-art cell inside one of the military’s top bases--Lazris.

And Lana has been assigned to "study" him. To learn his secrets and gain his trust, if he is ever allowed to set foot out of his cell. As a top behaviorist, it is the biggest hurdle of her career.

Very alien looking hero and mostly from the FMC point of view so there's a whole lot of mystery around him and what he's thinking. When we talking alien this dude is very alien. Also, it's a slow burn. Definitely no attraction at first sight. Actually we're all terrified 😂

Next is Classified Planet: Turongal of The Darvel Exploratory Systems

Cottonwood by R.Lee. Smith

Have you seen District 9? If you haven't please do..one of the best Sci fi alien movies out there. Anyway this book has the same kind of aliens. And a sort of similar plot. It feels like a fanfiction if that movie but it's different from the book too. All the characters are well written and brilliant plot. If 'Hearts Prisoner ' hero is a 7 on the "how alien does he look?" scale, the aliens in this book are a 9.

Argurma Salvager #1 Broken Earth

☝️ Hero's features inspired by the Predator in Alien vs Predator movies.

Saving Askara #1 Saving Askara

This has :

First contact

Slow burn (almost all the books i mentioned are slow burn)

Learning the cultures (Ash Planet also is about learning a different culture.)

Anyway these are some of my favorites and the best sci-fi alien romance i love till date ❤️ obviously there'are many more that I've probably forgotten 😅

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jake watching daddy punish bunny for being a brat?🫣🥹

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pairing: miles quaritch x fem!reader x jakesully

— warnings: mild nsfw content ! spanking, submissive!reader, throuple, aftercare, safewords

"Come on, don't be mean to her, Quaritch. She's learnt her lesson."

Your gentle sniffles has Quartich's ears are stood upright, his nose twitching in annoyance as he rubs a calloused hand over your bruised ass. There's red welts everywhere, all in the shape of his hand, and his lips purse as he spreads your thighs softly.

"She ain't learnt nothin' yet, Jake," he says pointedly, his fingers running through your wet slits, tutting as you whimper beneath him. "This is makin' her wet. God damn, you're such a horny little thing, ain't'cha?"

Cautiously, you nod your head. "Can't help it, daddy," you say softly, your eyes locking onto Jake's in pleading.

"Oh, but I think you can, bunny." There's an edge to his tone as he brushes his knuckles against your clit gently, his tail thrashing when he hears your breath hitch in your throat. "You see, you've got two of us now. There's no reason why you should be touchin' yourself without us. It's one of the rules."

A cry slips past your lips as Quaritch's hand comes down again, smacking harshly against the skin of your ass. Pain shoots throughout you, electricity crackling throughout your nerves as you shake beneath him. Your ears ring, your vision growing dark and starry, and you struggle to blink back the tears as threats of unconsciousness blurs at your borders.

"That's it. That's my girl, come back to me, bunny."

Quaritch's face floods your vision, and you smile up at him dumbly, a breeze of air brushing against the raw plump skin of your ass. "Green," you breathe, smiling at him softly, Jake's fingers already brushing over your ass, smoothing a Na'vi cooling substance over the skin. "Green. 'M okay, daddy, that one was just a bit hard."

His brows furrow, and there's a gentle beat of hesitation which breezes through the air before Quaritch presses his lips against yours. You bask in the intimacy, your stomach tingling as his fingers brush against your cheekbones, your ass bucking into Jake's touch.

"You did a good job, sweet girl," Jake says from behind you, a hiss catching in your throat as he rubs the cool jelly on your skin. "I'm proud of you."

"She's learnt her lesson. Haven't you, bun?" Quaritch asks from above you, his nose nuzzling into your hair as he breathes in your scent, an apologetic look flooding over his features.

"I have. No more touching myself without my daddies."

"Good girl, bun. You know I hate punishing you."

He's lying, and both you and Jake know it, but the Olo'eyktan stays silent, making sure to soothe your welts and calm the burning blazing of your skin, his motions soft and gentle.

There’s nowhere you’d rather be than bent over their laps.

[la-imp]

AVATAR RECOM HEADCANONS - INTRO

Recoms!Deja Blu Unit - Science"Puke"! Reader

This is my first headcanon series and I am incredibly nervous because there are so many good ones out there already. I have read quite a few amazing headcanon series by various blogs who practically carry the whole Avatar Fanfic scene, which I am really grateful for! I know these sorts of scenarios have been done a lot by now, but I wanted to get one out and put my own spin on it. I hope to write more and update this series as well as take in requests, one-shots, etc, expanding on the characters as much as I can. I hope you enjoy! Avatar has consumed my life, lol...

Disclaimer: I do not own AVATAR, nor do I own its creative properties and original characters. I do, however, own the 'reader' character as well as other created figures that do not appear in the Avatar films, video games, or comic books. Characters involved: Miles Quaritch, Lyle Wainfleet, Alexander Ja, Mansk, Zdindarsk aka Z-Dog, Zhang, Lopez, Fike, Warren, Walker, Prager, Brown - mentions of Jake Sully

Plot Summary: The story takes place during the events of TWOW, right before the great reef battle. I won't spoil any crucial plot details (for those who haven't watched the movie yet), so I'll end it there. The reader is a militant medic with a biochemistry background, now assigned special care to ensure Project Phoenix's success. As their body chemistry is quite different and unique from that of humans, they require some help getting used to their new vessel. This is where you come in... and boy... you were not prepared for this. A bunch of Na'vi Human hybrids at the peak of their prime, fuelled by hormonal rage, primal instincts, and a knack for vengeance, they sure as hell turned your daily life topsy turvy. To them, you were nothing more than another science puke here to bore them out of their minds,  even though you had some military training as well. It is up to you to show them otherwise. To earn a place in their ranks.

Will (y/n) be able to handle this task or eventually fold like the others?

Warning(s): Cursing - Mild bullying - Negging - Foul language - Playful flirting

Content: SFW (Minors DNI) The reader is human and female. I plan to write specific headcanons for each individual character, but this was just a very long and detailed starter in order to get the ball rolling. Also this is not proof-read, so take this with a grain of salt. Happy reading! (also English is not my first language, so please bear with me) ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Hailing from a gentle background of academics and artists, you've decided to take a completely different route from what your family had destined for you. Going against their wishes and dissapointing a few members here and there was a price you were willing to pay in order to fulfill a lifelong dream. The prize of independence. Or perhaps you were tired of people telling you what you could and couldn't do. The idea of an adventure, exploring new worlds and galaxies, far far away from home was far more attractive than spending your years trying to fix a dying planet. But you also had a knack for helping and aiding those in need. Being a healer with a vast background of medicine and herbs only came natural to you. And as you graduated top of your class, you sought a new challenge. So you joined the space force. Military training was hard but you managed adquedately.  And as you finally becamea full-fledged medic, you signed a contract with the RDA to be shipped off to Pandora.

Save to say, the six years of light-year travel did take a toll on your body. It was often emphasized that dreams do not occur during cryo sleep. Yet, your case was the opposite. Over and over you saw visions of a lush, prehistoric forest that almost looked magical and foreign. Due to overpopulation and pollution, nature seized to exist altogether back on earth, so thinking of what this mythical Pandora may look like, sparked a fire in the pits of your stomach. You began to wonder if these dreams held any meaning to them... or if it was just your brain chemistry running haywire during the cryogenic sleep. The closer you got, the giddier you grew - excited and electrified at the idea of setting foot on one of the most precious planet known to man. Perhaps in the entire universe.

After your space shuttle finally docked at the RDA's space station, you were quickly briefed on your assignment by the announcers, guiding you to the nearest secretary. The secretary looked over her glasses and tossed you an illegible glare before sighing with a shake of her head, handing you your paperwork. "May God have mercy on you," she mumbled before calling for the next candidate. You took the papers hesitantly, brows furrowing in confusion before your eyes cast down on  on these said documents. Your eyes widened as your heart nearly sank. You were assigned to assist military Avatar personnel? You looked back up at the lady who was now grinning at you, a glint playing in her gaze. "Fresh meat for the grinder. It's a bit crass they decided to assign a small girl such as yourself to help these beasts," You slowly nodded, an awkward semi-smile forming on your lips, "I guess I like a challenge," you said, tone matching her sarcastic one. You have studied them for three years now, after all. You were prepared.

A few labcoats accompanied by a good portion of cleanroom suits were helping you find your way before passing you your exopack mask. It was the first time you'd ever seen one of those from up close. The concept of not being able to breathe the atmosphere was somewhat daunting. But it was something you had to get used to if you wanted to survive Pandora's 'Adapt or Die' rules. Wasting no time, you quickly strapped them on and secured the clasps, allowing the small piece of machinery to flood your nostrils with fresh oxygen. Impressed, you found it was much clearer and cleaner than that of Earth's... sadly enough.  You then remembered the comment from the secretary earlier on, echoing in your mind over and over again until it festered in the back of your subconscious. Anxiety began to take a hold of you, shaking your confidence ever so slightly.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, you then issued a curt nod to your superiors who lastly gave you a clipboard, detailing all of your duties and rank among the Recom unit members. "Ready, greenhorn?" Dr. Vasquez piped up, drawing you from your trance. You blinked at him with a wide-eyed deer-caught-in-headlights look, lips parting, "Y-yeah." he chuckled in response to your nervousness before slapping a hand on your shoulder in confidence. "Don' worry, they may look very scary at first glance, but you will soon realize they are professionals just like us, alright?" You nodded, swallowing the lump down your throat before clamping the board beneath your armpit. "Alright then kiddo, let's rock'n'roll," he said with a smirk before punching in a security code to unlock the doors to the decompressors.

The air was filtered to fit the atmosphere of the recoms. Which was in turn, extremely toxic to humans. Unconscious in twenty seconds - dead in four minutes. The prospect didn't sound like very glamorous death. As the door opened, a hiss emitted from the pressure, giving way to the bright light of the sun peaking through the glass windows. Vasquez marched forward before beckoning you to join him. Upon entering, the energy of the room immediately shifted. It was almost palpable to the touch.

A good part of your confidence was chipped away once you laid your eyes on your future teammates. Breath nearly caught in your throat. To say they were tall was a big understatement. They were huge - as a matter of fact - larger than life! Nothing could've prepared you for this. Most of them stood at around ten feet and nearly scraped the ceilings if they hadn't been adjusted to meet their physiology. You continued to saunter forward, one tentative step at a time, eyes still glued to their physiques without so blinking an eye. Their bodies were even more strange, striking you with awe. Slender, graceful, svelte, yet powerful. The complexion was a deep cyan or darker powder blue, decorated in interesting patterns and luminescent dots, all accompanied by a long prehensile tail that idly swung from side to side, giving them a more animalistic edge. They were all broad-shouldered, even the women, as you scanned the room with all the blue-skinned individuals lurking about, their poise signifying a certain strength and fortitude that of a warrior. They could easily toss a person across the room and break every single bone in their body with one blow if they wished.

Eyes were striking like molten gold peering from the shadows, intensely following your every move. Their previous chatter immediately died down as their eyes glued to you and the other scientists. Vasquez took his position next to someone who seemed much more commanding and authoritive compared to the rest. He stood slightly taller and wore a khaki tanktop, exhibiting a set of toned, muscular arms placated on his hips. You caught a glimpse of his tattoo on his left arm. A black eagle. A remnant of his previous life? Or something to distinguish himself from the others, perhaps?

The way he walked with a certain swagger, taking a stance next to Vasquez, sharp yellow eyes peering into the hall, had you nearly choke on your own saliva. He was an intimidating man,  "As you all know, we are sent here to accomplish a mission that we couldn't last time. To hunt down and terminate the leader of the Na'vi insurgency, Jake Sully.  And in order to ensure our success, we have been assigned our personal medical officers who specialize in Na'vi physiology. They make sure none of us step out of line and patch us up during missions. Treat 'em with respect, ya hear? They are as much our responsbilities as we are theirs," his tone was a low, commanding drawl, hinting at his possible origin back from Earth. He also sounded a tad older than his bio stats suggested.

"Wait, we're going to have these science pukes tag along?" Someone groaned in the background.

Doctor Vasquez nudged you with his elbow before whispering something into your ear. So he was the colonel. Colonel Miles Quaritch. The leader of the first recombinant unit Deja Blu, the first Avatar squad produced by Project Phoenix. Vasquez then nodded and brought you and another male medical officer. Thankfully you weren't alone. And as you peeked into the crowd, practically feeling their eyes rake over your forms in a very scrutinizing manner, you wished there were more human scientists to accompany you. "Listen up Recoms," Vasquez announced, matching Quaritch's energy. Which you had noticed, was now glancing at you over his shoulder with a lazed stare. You quickly turned away, hating that all of their attention was on you now. Just great. "Those are your new medical officers," he gestured to both you and your counterpart, earning him a few whispers and hushed conversations between the Na'vi hybrids. The heavily tattooed individual grunted loudly, expressing a clear distaste at the fact.

You watched as the one with the camo cap began to chuckle before leaning over to the tattooed female with the mohawk, gossiping something into her ear. Your eyes narrowed at her, hoping to God they weren't talking shit about you. The male medic next to you semed quite nervous himself, almost glistening with a faint sheen of sweat whenever the light hit his complexion. Oh man... what a great start. "This here is Mr. Ryan," Vasquez said confidently and clamped a hand on his shoulder before pulling you to his side with a toothy grin, "And this is Miss (y/n). They're going to do a quick checkup on your vitals before we make land on Pandora. Their status reports will affect your mission. If you have any further questions regarding any of that, feel free to ask them. Good luck and have fun," he said before departing, giving you a two-finger salute before vanishing out the door.

For a moment, you wished he hadn't abandoned you so soon, but as you stood there, again with the hundred yard stare, you instantly began pulling out your clipboard, training your eyes on the papers rather than the giant soldiers around you. Quaritch cleared his throat before stepping forward, closing in on your proximity. The heat practically rolled off of him. Almost radioactive in a sense. "Right. Welcome to the crew," he said as a deep rumble of chuckles resonated within the hall. You flicked your attention back on them, seeing as their expressions turned from scrutiny to amusement. The one with the hat flicked his chin toward Ryan, "So you get to touch us all around?" Ryan nodded cautiously, "Yes, in a sense. We need to do some physical checkups to make sure your bodies haven't mutated or caught any diseases on the way here and-"

"So you're gonna be cupping my big blue balls, too?" he said, making an obscene gesture as the team burst out in synchronized laughter. Mr Ryan pursed his lips in frustration. You felt his pain, it was nearly palpable.

You were so not ready for this... "Shut your horny mouth, Ja!" one of the female recoms hollered, smacking him on the back of his head.

Judging by the 'joke', you came to the conclusion that they were full-blooded jarheads. You sighed before ticking something off your clipboard. "And what about her? Is she good with her small hands?" At this your eyebrows twitched before you began searching for the miscreant of this statement. Seeing as the one with the bandana had crooked a finger at you. "Man, she does look cute tho... tiny lil thing. What's good, mama?" their banter continued, slapping and fist bumping each other, having the time of their lives. What a fucking farce - you thought to yourself begrudgingly. The behavior reminded you of teenagers experiencing the surge of hormones for the first time. You couldn't believe Vasquez had vouched for their professionalism. Perhaps he was in on the joke as well. "Shut your pie holes. They're here to help, not entertain you, you fucking lowlifes. Treat'em with respect or I'll have your ass handed back to the infirmary, you get me?!" Quaritch's voice boomed, immediately silencing the lively chatter among his subordinates.

Looking over at the colonel, you saw his hardened, chiseled features directed toward you with an unreadable expression. His pointed ears were tucked back against his head as he issued you a small nod. You repaid him with the same respect and inclined your head in acknowledgment before moving on to your first patient. "Brown?" you said, louder than originally intended before you flicked your gaze around the room, searching for any response. "Steven Brown?" you repeated with a bit more clarity. The mohawk lady merely snorted with arms folded, watching you as you searched for your first victim. Suddenly a blue hand lifted, alerting you of your designated recom, seeing that he looked a little less grim and intimidating. Although equally large, he seemed a bit more approachable, in your eyes at least. With that being said, it wasn't exactly a joyride pushing and squeezing yourself through, as some of them actively made an effort of staying rooted to the spot, entertained at your slight struggle. You could have sworn hearing someone wolf whistle at you but you pushed those thoughts aside when you reached your destination.

He was slightly shorter than the rest, not that you could tell right away as he was seated on one of the benches slightly hunched over, his posture overly lax. Much like the others, he sported that classical short military haircut and fade. "Alright doc, whaddya got for me?" he drawled with a certain bite. You decided not to overanalyze everything, as you were already extremely nervous. You meanwhile scribbled down all of the data before setting the clipboard down, looking him in the eye. He remained there, sitting there in silence, monitoring you with a peculiar glint playing in his topaz irises. "Alright, Mr. Brown, could you please stretch out your right arm? I need to take some samples and check your haemogram if that is alright with you," you explained as you flashed him a polite smile while the convos in the background resumed.

Brown simply nodded and muttered a small 'sure thing' before complying with your wishes. Once he extended his appendage, you got a chance to examine it closely - realizing just how large and sinewy his arm was. The texture was interesting too, differing not much from human skin, save for the lack of arm hair. "Finding a vein shouldn't be a problem," you jest before pulling out a small device for blood sampling. It was not a syringe, but a highly advanced gadget that locked down on the skin cell before drawing a bit of blood. "Alright, just let me disinfect this real quick..." you continued before wiping the spot with a small disinfectant wipe, clearing it from any bacteria. The feeling of his skin was curious, smooth yet somehow rougher to the touch compared to human flesh. Pandora's rough climates had evolved them to become perfect survivors as even their skin was harder to penetrate.  Brown tilted his head to the side, ears swiveling curiously when you placed the blood-letting machinery against the crook of his arm. A small pinch broke through his flesh, extracting only a few tiny droplets. "There we go, that's about it-" Before you could continue, however, you caught Brown sending you a mischievous wink. "Didn't hurt at all, doc."

"Got what ya need, Miss (y/n) or... did I get that right?" you felt blood rush to your cheeks, heating your face altogether. They were trying to rile you up on purpose now... "(Y/N) right, but just call me by my first name. No need for being formal," hoping it would somewhat diffuse the awkward tension between you and the recoms. However, things did not go as planned when Brown's brows lifted for a short moment before his ears rotated in your direction, more attentive than before. "Well good to know, (y/n), looking forward to working with ya," your breathing became heavy to his deliberate teasing as he allowed himself to lean forward. You nearly jumped at his sudden intrusion "So (y/n), what does my blood test say?" just then the analysis was completed, giving you a clear stats report on his bloodwork.

"So far so good... bloodwork looks normal. Cholesterol is in the green and.... well..." His face faltered a bit, "What?" "be sure to consume fewer sugary drinks or sweets but other than that, you're fine. Wouldn't want you to be the first adipose soldier on Pandora," his features continued to crack "You calling me fat, doc?" he said before warming up to a smirk. You leaned away from him to avoid his sudden boldness. "Nah, just reminding you to be on your best behavior if you want to keep up with the rest, alright?" Brown scoffed with a shake of his head as you took your clipboard with you, writing down all of the info as well as checking a few boxes. "I'll get back to you later, just need to do the same with.... uh.. Wainfleet?" you asked, squinting your eyes to spot someone a bit taller and a tad bit more athletic looking. He lacked hair, like some of the others as he wiggled his fingers at you flirtatiously, a crooked smile plastered on his lips. "The one and only," you grunted in affirmation, feeling some of the dread returning before you headed over.

A sudden ticklish sensation and force tugged at the crook of your knee, having you to stumble and nearly fall flat on your face. Walker clicked her tongue with a roll of her eyes, "Come on Kevin, leave the poor girl alone already!" Quaritch's nostrils flared when he caught Brown fucking with you. A move of his tail that hooked around your leg in order to trip you. "You better secure that shit, Brown before I clip that thing off, capiche?" He growled, causing Brown to stiffen immediately. Eventually, he lowered his head and ears ".... yes sir... sorry,"

You managed to calm your thundering heart as you eyeballed Brown with a mix of irritation and embarrassment. What an asshole. Is that how it was going to be all the time? Good lord... how much you began to regret signing up for this particular unit. "Mr. Wainfleet?" you said softly, approaching the man cautiously as he eyed you up and down with that same grin on his face.

"Call me Lyle, sweetums. Only my mother calls me Mr. Wainfleet. So.... here to check the goods? Or maybe even get a feel?" Lyle chuckled before flexing his built physique, making you watch his biceps bulge and swell. The action made your throat dry out like the Sahara desert. Just what in the world have you gotten yourself into...

[aoteyam]

Avatar | ATWOW : FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

This is for anyone else who is searching for certain avatar (wotw) fics; I’ve got you.

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First: QUARITCH FANFICS | Category: A-Z

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A green dress @lolita-lollipop

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Baby I'm yours @cautionworks

Being his ex lover @nervousd

Beautiful boy @sunkissedlucida

Betraying hearts : prologue @siberiascaravan

Bleeding hearts @lina-lovebug

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Changes in the forest @hihhasotherfixations

Cold nights @chaili-1512

Colonels orders @whxre-bxby

col. quaritch + captive na'vi!reader hcs~ @/cuethediscoandthedrinks

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Experiment 56 @byunpum

Eywa has decided @nieshiren

Eywas gift from hell @szagaloree

Eywas will @eywarian

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His wife @/ szagaloree

Holiday celebration with Quaritch @/siberiascaravan

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I’ll take care of it @/whxre-bxby

Imagines with Quaritch @ciaoteamo

I see you @/dejavu

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Kinky things with the Recoms @tarrynightss

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Lovers death @/tarrydnightss

Lucky interruption @blind0demon

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Make the bond @ecriter

Mine @kittwen

Monster @abs-2020

My baby @salemssacrilege

My Command @/nieshiren

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Need some help with that? @artificialstrawberry

NSFW Alphabet with my Quaritch @angelltheninth

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Oral fixation @mj2606k

Orphic series @kxnxrki

outsider @mantiddysimp007

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Peachy keen @sunnybeewriting

Period one shots @/whxre-bxby

phone sex w/ lyle @/tarrynights

poisonous flower @/chaili-1512

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Quaritch x reader (Fem recom) @sarasarami10

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Redemption @/ciaoteamo

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Semper Fi @robertoarts

Sinner and saint @justasimps-blog

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That's some plant. 2~ Na'vi Miles Quaritch x Fem/Reader @fanfiction-blep

The lie of providence @plzfeedmebread

The new way @0ladyred0

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We’ll teach you some manners @/whxre-bxby

Wedded bliss @horrorchicxoxo

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𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 @bittertrade

You are mine @/lina-lovebug

You don’t deserve mercy @mist-see

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Special section:

@cuethediscoandthedrinks im just going to give you your own section here - Ya'll check their masterlist here you can find many of their Quaritch Master pieces!

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Miles Quaritch x chubby f!Human reader!] @/0ladyred0

Na’vi!Quaritch with a Human!Gender Neutral!Reader Relationship Headcanons! @xandy-toady17

recom quaritch x f na’vi reader @mr-mandalorian

Na’vi!Quaritch SFW Alphabet @/ horrorchicxoxo

Na’vi!/Avatar!Quaritch x fem!human!reader NSFW ABC’s @/mantiddysimp007

Recon!Quaritch x human!reader @/mantiddysimp007

Recom!Quaritch x Scientist!Reader @shadowshart

Recom! Quaritch x Human! Reader @festering-obsession

Recom Quaritch x reader-insert drabble @callmeburgor

Quaritch smut @cumslut4avatar

Miles, Mansk, Lyle - meeting and pregnancy headcanons @/whxre-bxby

Lately I’ve been reading a lot of Quaritch fics and rereading them over and over again which is unhealthy for my brain. He be making me feel things … which are very unholy😭⚠️

BTW I think I’ve linked some incorrectly; but imma edit it again later on cause it’s like 1 in the morning 🙃

[fanfiction-blep]

Have a nice day! I’m wondering if Miles took the wrong aphrodisiac? 🫣 Hope you run this idea one day. LOVE U, LOVE YOUR WORKS 🫶❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Please I love this idea. Thank you so much for the love anon ❤️❤️❤️

Wrong pill~

Warnings: Horny miles, taking the wrong substance? little public sexy stuff.

Okay so lets say that have a medical draw, and you try to keep it organised but lets say you both use the pain killers regularly. Most likely due to working out regurley.

So lets say one morning you sleep in and he heads out before you to work out. And he gently wakes you up because he can't remember which packet contains the pain killers. His large hand gently nudging your shoulder, his voice soft in order to not wake you to harshly. "Hey sweetheart... where are the pain killers?" He smiles as you lift your head eyes barely open groggy voice falling from your lips. "Huh?" confusion etching its way onto your features. "The pain killers princess, where are they?" "Second draw blue box" You roll over and fall back asleep.

Miles pops two of the pills and leaves the packet on the desk near your shared bed, and head out the door and start his work day.

When you wake up maybe an hour later you pull yourself out of bed your eyes widen when you see the packet sitting on the desk. "Oh nooo" You rush over scrambling to read the title panic setting in when the realisation washed over you.

One of the scientistic had decided it was funny, assuming due to the lack of PDA shown in your relationship that you needed the 'help' of course you hadn't told Miles, you were happy with your relationship just because you weren't making out all the time didn't mean he wasn't giving you affection.

No one else noticed the light touched on the small of your back, the way he leaned against your back to read your screen over your shoulder. The way he leaves light kisses on your forehead in passing. He just doesn't like exposing those intimate moments to others, he was never the gentle affectionate guy. But with you he was different and that meant something.

So you didn't tell him because you didn't want to make him feel pressured, and now? He had taken the wrong aphrodisiac and was roaming around his work place.

You jumped out of bed and rushed to get ready. It took you half an hour to find Miles, you had only caught a glimpse. He was rushing to the nearest lockable room. You found him hunched over a table, leaking cock thrusting into his had, grunts and groans leaving his mouth. Eyebrows knitted together eyes squeezed shut, you stepped forward hoping not to scare him.

"Miles?" You spoke softly, his eyes flew open face turning to look at you. The look in his eyes was like nothing you had seen before, it was hunger and lust that actually scared you a little. He turned his body towards you backing you against the door, you turned your head to the side as he leaned in to kiss you.

You didn’t want to take advantage of him while he was “under the influence” so you placed your hands on his chest and tried to talk to him. But it was no use, in between all of your attempts to explain how he had taken the wrong pills he was growling, trying to kiss you. Palms flat against the door pinning you between his strong arms.

“Baby girl please, I need it. need ya so bad” you flush at his words, the knowledge that anyone could walk past at any time and hear his words exciting you. “Miles-” “fuck, I wanna make ya scream my name baby” “Miles I wouldn’t feel right taking advantage of you like this” you pleaded looking up at him. “Taking advantage of me? I ain’t drunk and I ain’t high. I’m hard.”

At that point he dips his head into your neck breathing in your scent. “Fuck I can’t hold back” he shifts his hips his erection rubbing against your stomach. “miles please” your voice it meek, you don’t want to fight it. He wasn’t wrong… but you still felt guilty.

“Ya wouldn’t be doing anything wrong, I’d want to fuck you any time any place but this” hi pushes his election against you again “has been buggin’ me all Mornin’ and the only thing I can think of is the way ya squeeze my cock. So please stop being all shy and be a good girl okay”

You nod giving in and kissing hun hard. He growls into your mouth tongue quickly dominating yours. He only pulled away to lean down and pull your cloths and underwear off your legs. You made eye contact with him as he rose from the position below you. His pupils weee blown wide his tongue dancing over his lips.

“Miles” he groans as he lifts you up by the back of your thighs holding you against the door. “Your gonna be screaming my name princess, wanna get fucked?” He uses his hand to guid his aching cock inside of you. He would normally take his time and allow you to adjust but he was too horny. He was too hungry.

Wasting no time he sets a fast and brutal pace. Your growing arousal creating squelching sounds as your bodies connected.

“Fuck you like this huh? You like when I’m rough with you?” He hunches over, leaning against your shoulder nipping at the skin “fuck so hard for ya baby, your doing so good for me”

“Please, sir” you whine hands holding to his shoulder and head respectfully. “Please what princess” you whine no words leaving your mouth you couldn’t form a coherent sentence. The feeling of him brushing against your insides almost too much. “Please I need to feel it” you mumble he stops his assault on your skin and looks you in the eyes.

His fingers dip down to gently stroke your clit. “Need to feel what?” A cry leaves your mouth at the new sensation. “Words princess” “wanna be filled up” he knew what you were referencing but he wanted to hear you say it “you already are greedy girl, what else could you want”

He teases you for a few minuets trying to pull the confession out of you. “Wanna feel your cum daddy!” You finally scream out back arching against him as you grew close to the edge. His pace growing sloppy a sign he too was close to an orgasm.

“Wanna cum with me baby? Gonna let me fill up a pussy?” He’s growling at this point pounding you against the door if anyone walked past they would hear you for sure.

He pushed into you roughly rubbing furiously on your clit pushing you closer and closer to the edge. Finally the coil snaps and as if on cue Quaritch stills inside of you a string of grunts catching in his throat as he cums.

You both clean up a little and go about your day.

But within half an hour he is hard again. He tracks you down quickly. You notice right away the slight strain in his pants and the look in his eyes. But you were in the middle of work. He walks over to you a hand coming to rest on your shoulder.

“(Y/N) can you come with me real quick” “I’m sorry I can’t right now give me a moment” your colleague laugh at the scene, nudging each other. Quaritch leans down to whisper against your ear.

“Baby girl don’t make me ask twice. I need you now” he nips at the top of your ear, causing you to jolt slightly at the action not expecting the normally private man to be so forward in public.

“I can’t leave right now” “fuck it” he growls leaning down further his arms pulling you over his shoulder. One hand coming to slap your arse and the other waving at the women who were previously working with you “I’ll bring her back sometime within the next 12 hour ladies”

You were to shocked but when he brought you back to your shared room he dropped you on the bed removing both your clothing in expert time.

“I’m gonna keep fucking you and filling ya up with my cum as long as I have to okay” it wasn’t a question you knew it was more of an announcement. But you nodded anyways, blushing as he climbed on top of you.

“Hold on tight baby girl, Daddy’s no where near done with ya”

[plooto]

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⊳ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

synopsis . colonel miles quaritch—respected, feared, a machine . now, only bluer and younger the recom was near perfect. that is, until he catches the scent of a younger, field trained scientist. a distraction..but maybe that’s just what this programed machine needs.

words . 3.3k

notes . bts requests are open ! i’ll be adding some stuff too, so don’t be shy to ask <3 . lol accidentally posted this today instead of the 12th 🤧

arriving back at the base, you and the colonel don’t say a word about what previously happened. however it was all you could think about..

something catches your attention from the corner of your eye, legs wobbling as you take a look.

“ oh shit. ” you mumble, looking at your connected queues. your eyes widen and your ears pin pack against your head. a chill runs up your spine and you look up to miles, who was still looking down at you.

“ would you pay attention? ” he blinks, looking away from you to where you eyes were previously. his heart races as his eyes narrow at the connection. you gently pull your queues apart, tugging your pants back up and stepping past him as you try to not look down at his length at half mass. he on the other hand, did not look away from you, his hands moving on their own to tuck himself into his pants.

“ hope y’don’t expect- ”

“ i already forgot it. come, we’re behind schedule.. ”

you shook your head, ears pinning against your head as you think of your words. lying wasn’t something you did often, more often than not you told the truth. making your way into the science lab, you haded the samples to the researcher, earring praises for how much you gathered. you smiled with appreciation. you stepped back out of the lab, walking yourself to your quarters to put on clean clothes to start your research, you hadn’t made it very far when you were captured in a headlock.

“ gross! why d’you reek like… ” she pulled your head closer to hers, sniffing you “ quaritch? ” your face flushes a deep purple.

“ i just got back from that mission with him, remember? ” it wasn’t a lie, just..not the whole truth, zee released you from her hold,

“ whatever, hey, the other recoms and i are meeting up later to have some drinks, wanna join? ” your eyes shifted as you thought,

“ yeah sure, as soon as i finish my shift i’ll head over there. ” zee gave you a smile, chewing her gum as she turned to walk away from you, but not before she leaned back over,

“ ‘n don’t think i didn’t notice your tail when i brought up the colonel ” you slapped her arm, giving her a push in her direction. a laugh erupted from her as she waved goodbye. you drug your hand down your face, hoping to rid it of some of the heat.

what a day. you thought, entering your room, you stripped taking a shower, an attempt to wash his scent off and out of you.

making it back to the lab, your tan of thought briefly slipped as you were having one of the nurses draw your blood as a sample, tail swishing as your mind backtracked to the exchange with the colonel. he was so large..and strong. your face broke out in a blush as you still felt his large five fingered hand imprinted into your back, a chill running up your spine.

“ and, i’m all done. here you go. ” i thank the staff, thanking eywa she did not notice your flushed face or the blush that stained it. you went back to your station, arm shifting uncomfortably from the makeshift bandage placed on it.

by the end of the day, you were near beat. doing a field run, and having to run around the lab, your knees were wobbly as if they weren’t before. you stretched, hanging your lab coat and making your way to your room to change and heading out to meet with zee and the rest of the deja blu team.

approaching the door you heard cheers. you smiled at the sound of them enjoying themselves, your eyes landed on the source of the commotion—your best friend taking a rather large shot. the recoms around her cheered, slapping their hands together aggressively. another recom was the first to notice you, he stood up, making his way to you.

“ yer zdog’s friend right? corporal wainfleet ” he extends his hand to you. you look up on him, placing your hand in his much larger one. a grin appears on his face, a grin you didn’t notice. a yelp left your lips as he tugged you, lifting you into the air.

“ the scientist has arrived! ” you freeze curled up like a kitten, suspended in the air by lyle’s hands. zee turns her head, holding her now empty glass up to you, happy cheers leaving her lips. lyle shakes he laughs, pulling you back down to the ground.

“ thank you..do not do that again.. ” i say, looking up at him awkwardly. realizing his hands are still on my waist, i take a step out of his hold, making my way to zee without waiting for a response.

“ here, drink ” i grimace, shaking my head as i push the glass away from me.

“ no, i- i really shouldn’t- ” you heard boos, a presence behind you,

“ don’ tell me. y’ve all that bite ‘n y’don’t drink? ” you tail swishes, realizing who is behind you—quaritch. colonel miles quaritch. you don’t respond or move for another moment, the colonel behind you smirks, hand reaching to grasp your tail. you spin around, holding your tail in your hands, a half hearted glare at him as a blush coats your cheeks as you remembered the last time he gripped your tail crossed your mind.

pressed up against the tree, his hand wanders lower for a brief second, his large hand wrapping around your tail as he pushed into you.

you blink, locking eyes with the colonel, a playful smirk on his lips. your brows pull together, bordering confusion.

“ ow! don’ tell me boss’as gotten himself a girlfriend.. ” you didn’t hear anything—neither of you did—too busy in a silent stare down. the two of you just continued looking at each other, unspoken tension rising.

“ i’ll have a little drink, zee ” it wasn’t peer pressure, no. you just figured a little buzz would get you off edge around miles. drink placed in your small hand, you threw your head back, grimacing at the sting in your throat. you stick your tongue out, momentarily forgetting the stare down with the colonel.

“ what the heck was that.. ” you kept your grimace, the burning of the alcohol settling in your throat. the colonel watched you as you chat with your friend, eyes narrowing as you turned away from him. retreating to his wall, he crossed his arms, watching as you mingle with his squad. with a chair pulled up next to zee, she leans over

“ sooo, y’wanna tell me why you smelled like the colonel earlier? ” you face flushed as she nudged you

“ oh um, no ” you mumbled, voice unsure and wavering. you looked around, trying to get her eyes off of you, your eyes landing on the colonel in question once again, you try to hide the blush that coated your cheeks, failing miserably. before you were questioned, you blame it on the alcohol, which it probably was contributing to it, your brain becoming fuzzier by the minute.

the colonel on the wall behind you smirked at your tinted cheeks. even if you did work with those pathetic science pukes, you weren’t so bad. you giggled at mansk, sure he was quieter than the others, but you thought he was funny in your tipsy state. he leaned towards you, whispering something else, your face showed shock. from where miles was standing, he couldn’t hear what mansk had whispered to you, but he was watching. the way your face lit up with every emotion had him in one mean chokehold—one that he hadn’t been in since his teenage years. you stood up, tugging on zee’s arm,

“ i’m going to turn in, ‘ve got work early tomorrow.. ” zee nodded, uncoordinatedly running her fingers though your hair, you have her an upset pout, one that had no real malice, before waving bye.

that was the last time the colonel seen you. the pout you gave him when you felt his thoughts, how pretty your golden orbs looked when you were glaring at him—what the fuck? miles shook his head, pushing the thoughts of you that ran through his mind to the side. that stupid slip up was really starting to take an effect on him. if only he hadn’t kissed you right then, he wouldn’t be in this mess now.

meanwhile, in the lab you were lost in thought as you patiently waited for your results to finish. you pressed a finger to your lips, it has been days, yet you can still feel the warmth of his lips on yours..gah! that kiss was the reason you two were now a ‘mated pair.’ your mind continued to wonder, tail swishing happily as you thought of miles. you pursed your lips, pressing a finger to your chin. you two were a mated pair now..we haven’t explored that with recoms..you shook your head.

no! you would die before you let anyone know that your kuru joined with the colonel’s. you cursed, taking the data and plugging it in. you smiled, the data matching your hypothesis was the only thing you needed. your research for today was complete—doesn’t mean you weren’t going to try and give yourself a day off. you pulled up other data you wanted to work on, pulling your hair back in a messy bun, you began to work.

“ l’n, a moment. ” your head slowly lifted from the small screen in front of you too look up at the general. you groaned internally, knowing she wanted to send you out again. you stood up from your chair, walking over to the general and stepping outside the lab with her. you didn’t bother kneeling down this time, wanting to make this conversation short and cordial.

“ the deja blu squad is down a member. we need you to fill their spot. ” your eyes widened, an excuse on why you absolutely couldn’t bubbling in your throat. “ you’re already field trained, l’n. you are the best candidate we have. you fly out with the squad in two days. ” you nodded once, giving her a salute you returned to your work, sinking deeper into your swivel chair as you worked.

looks like you weren’t getting that day off..

the days leading up to the mission were a blur. you didn’t sleep well, finding yourself up at night, pillow case wet as you felt the effects of not being near your mate. your mate. you scoffed, you pulled yourself to sit up in bed, looking at the clock. 0400. you groaned, at this rate, you’ll never get any sleep. you forced your body to move, putting on a pair of cargo shorts and a short sleeved tee. entering the desolate hallway, you made your way to the armory. testing if the vest fit, and the gun wasn’t too big for your arms. it did not fit, nor did the gun fit well. you cursed in na’vi, looking around and finding a belt with the same pockets or compartments the vest did. twisting and turning, you did what you could to make sure that the belt you had on didn’t shift or give way while you were out.

hyper fixated on the belt, you didn’t pay attention to the hiss of the door opening behind you. the colonel watched as you shimmied, observing your movements with a faint grin on his face.

“ think y’got it on tight enough, cupcake? ” you turned quickly, looking up at the colonel with startled eyes. he holds his hands up, “ d’nt mean to frighten ya, ” he admits, his way of apologizing you learned. you nodded once, turning back to make sure your pockets were filled, extra magazines and whatever else you thought was needed. the colonel stepped closer to you, gently swatting at your hand when you reached to grab the gun that was too large for you. you looked back at him, expression filled with confusion and irritation. he pointed to the other side of the room, a smaller but effective gun on the display. you put the magazines back, walking over to the gun he pointed at. you fiddled with it, looking at it confused. you knew how guns worked, sure but this one was a piece of work.

“ christ, and they said you were field trained. ” he pulled the gun out of your grasp, leaning down to explain to you the fundamentals before handing it back to you.

“ got it, princess? ” you lifted your eyes from the gun to meet with his. you blinked, a blush coating your cheeks. he was only a hair away from you, you could feel the heat radiating off of him, your tail behind you swishing with content, you body realizing your mate is near. your eyes flickered to his lips, your breath hitching as you look back up at him, his pupils blown. you blink, your heart pounding in your chest and using your head as a speaker.

quaritch was feeling the same. he leaned closer, his subconscious missing the feel of your body against his. his lips pressed against yours, melting together in a slow kiss. you internally mewled, the strain of not being near your mate washing away in an instant. his hand fits, resting on your nape to pull you in closer. gun long forgotten as he pushes you against the rack, the items inside shaking. he pulled away, only for a moment before kissing you with more urgency than before. your hands lifted, running along the expanse of his chest. the door hissed open again, this time you did hear it. against the want of his body, the colonel pulled away, pressing a finger to your chest, making up some bs reason for you to be that close.

“ don’ getcha ‘self killed. ” you watched him as he walked away, your chest heaving. your eyes danced over to the person who walked through the door—wainfleet. you swallowed, nodding once before pulling on the gun stray, tightening it comfortably.

“ need a hand? ” you didn’t shake your had soon enough, wainfleet already walking over to you, leaning over you to pull the straps tighter. you purse your lips, feeling tiny next to him. “ how’s that? ” you nod, not looking up at him. his hand resting on your shoulder drew your attention, doe eyes finally looking up at him,

“ don’t worry your pretty head about the colonel, he gets off on giving people a hard time. shoulda seen him with the new recruits.. ” you give him a small smile,

“ thanks.. ” you mumble, receiving a nod from the corporal.

soon, the rest of the recoms fill the room, gearing to go on the expedition. you ignore miles’ gaze when you all walk out to the chopper. awkwardly stepping on board, you tucked yourself into a corner, being the smallest so you were out of the way.

“ pinky, up here, that’s mansk’s spot. ” you don’t bother showing your irritation, you just. get up, mansk taking his spot on the chopper while you took the spot behind colonel, the one beside him belonging to zee. as the bird fits off the ground, you hold onto one of the bars, waiting for it to get into the heart of pandora. your eyes begin to droop, but just as fatigue was about to embrace you, the smell of pandora’s untainted air hits your nose.

you keep your eye closed as you breathe in it’s smell, welcoming it with open arms as you sigh in content. but what you didn’t notice, was the colonel’s tail wrapping itself around yours. your eyes are fixated on pandora, leaning yourself out of the chopper, hand still gripping the bar as you leaned out, nowhere near tall enough to hit your head. your tails unwrapped, but you didn’t notice, too enthralled of the pure beauty that came with this planet. the chopper touched down, and you jump out immediately, but standing still to look at the sky—pink with pandora’s moons foating just beyond its reach, you smile. a smile of pure bliss and serene happiness.

“ pinky, get here. ” you were snapped out of your daze, falling in beside colonel as he starts briefing on the mission.

“ we spread out in twos, we meet back here before eclipse and we do the same tomorrow. ” you shouldn’t have spaced out while he was assigning buddies, but you did anyways. you blink a few times, brows pulling together in confusion. did he call you pinky?

“ christ- hey! how many times i gotta tell ya getcha head out cha ass? ” his hand grips on the back of your neck, fingers resting on the sides. your heart beats so hard and so fast you were sure he felt it in his fingers. you swallow the lump in your throat before replying,

“ so-sorry sir. ” he gives you cocky smile, pushing you in front of him.

“ y’r with me, wont have you getting anyone on my squad killed. ” your ears fatten against your head at his comment, but you walk anyway. you don’t really pay him any attention, your body knows to follow him, so it does, but you were lost in thought, your mind drifting from the sight of pandora, to his thighs—so thick, and strong..

“ like whatcha see? ” your eyes snap up to his, a blush staining your blue cheeks before you look away. “ oh, don’ look away now, cupcake. where’s that fire from this mornin’? ” your blush deepens, but you recover quickly, spitting back a response,

“ what is this- this game you’re playing, colonel? is it fun to you? ” you drop the gun, letting it hang around your shoulders as you flail your arms out, eyes narrowing as him. miles blinks, taken aback from your outburst. his ears flatten against his head, realizing he just might’ve offended you.

“ no, ‘m not playing any game, ” the hell’re you on? he wanted to add, his resolve crumbling as he looks at you longer. “ you drive me crazy, ‘kay? since that braid thing that happened y’re all in my mind, distractin’ me n shit. ” you blink at him, shocked. he steps towards you, but you don’t back up, you let him approach you, craning your head to look up at him. he raises his hand, cupping the side of your head, fingers brushing the base of your queue.

“ q- quaritch.. ” you mumble, voice trying to show restraint, but your body reacts the opposite way, leaning into his touch.

“ miles. ” he corrects you, tilting your head to look up at him.

“ miles, we shouldn’t.. you are the colonel, i- we’re- we’re not compatible, ” his ears flatten,

“ this int for everyone. this is you n me, cupcake. ” he pauses for a moment, his other hand resting on the other side of your face, forcing your eyes to truly lock with his. “ j’st us. ” you blink up at him, small hands coming to rest on his wrists. mumbling words in na’vi he didn’t understand. you wanted to fight this, this pull, you couldn’t, you nodded, gripping his wrists the slightest bit tighter. his ears lift from his head, relieved. miles pulls you in for a short but rough kiss. without anyone to interrupt him this time, he pulled you closer. moving the guns out of the way, his hands move from your face, hooking under your thighs, and lifting you off the ground, wrapping your legs around his thin waist. he. pulls you as flush as he can against him, tilting his head to trail hot kisses down your neck. his fangs drag across where he felt your pulse, daring to sink into the soft flesh.

“ wait- don’t. it’ll bruise, ” his eyes close, resting his big head in the crook of your neck, taking in your scent.

“ alright. ” he sets you back down on the ground, but his hands didn’t leave you, one hand making it’s way to rest just above your ass, ring finger and middle finger brushing the base of your tail. “ c’mon, princess. ” he nudges you in front of him, fingers dragging down the length of your tail as he watches you walk.

published . october 12 10 , 2023

[szagaloree]

His wife

Pt.11

Contains: a bit of angst/sadness/fluff/hint of smut

Quaritch jaw clenched as he stared down at me, what was going to be his decision? Spider looks between us nervously feeling silence getting intense. I stepped back slightly shaking my head and walked away, “do..you want to stay?” Spider asks hesitantly, “it’s better then being controlled,” spider shrugs. Quaritch turns to him “only if she wants me to kid,” he sighed walking around “but,she does.. or she wouldn’t be acting like this, nor let them keep you here.. alive,” spider said, Quaritch looks outside the window before looking at spider “she’s confrontational, that’s what she does,” he said spider smacks his lips before scoffing “can you stop being such a stubborn ass for once, you got a chance at building a new life, outside of killing innocent people and doing so much damage..if you think being controlled and killing makes you better then you only making yourself look weak,” he said before leaving.

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As the shower ran I took off my shirt, I sighed throwing it away since it had some rips in it. I felt this presence behind me so I turned around and squeaked when Quaritch placed me up against the wall covering my mouth, “what is that you are doing to me?!? Why are you making me feel this way,” he spoke I squinted my eyebrows in confusion. “Make you feel what way?” I asked, he huffs with his eyes burning into mine “I fucking hate you.. but I fucking love you, I hate you make me feel like I’m-I can be some fucking body,” he argues, “but you love it, you know you do,” I mumble, “hell yea” he begins to smirk, “so what’s your choice?” I questioned. He gulped before finally speaking….

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[neteyamyawne]

╰ ₊Quaritch - Why so blue? ꒱༉‧₊

-‘๑’- Key Genres

◦ | Fluff - ♡ | Smutt - ✯ | Angst - ✦ | Hurt - ✩ | Comfort - ☾ | 

◦ | Romance - ◈ | Platonic - ❈ | 

◦ | Na'vi!Reader - 𑁍 | Human!Reader - ❁ | Avatar!Reader - ֍ | 

◦ | Daughter!Reader - ꕥ | Gn!Reader - ꨄ︎ | Pregnant!reader - ❀ |

◦ | Human!Miles - ✾ | Recom!Miles - ❃ |

◦ | Request - ☁️ | Non-request - 🌱|

-‘๑’- One shots

➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...

-‘๑’- Two Shots 

Betrayal - [ 1 ] [ 2 ] - [ ✦ + ✩ + ◈ + ❁ + ֍ + ✾ + ☁️ ]

You thought you knew your miles, maybe he would stop if you said it but he didn't, he pushed forward and ruined the one thing he had with you forever.

-‘๑’- Drabbles

➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...

-‘๑’- Head-Canons

➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...

-‘๑’- Series

➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...

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[lina-lovebug]

Bleeding Hearts

This will be a long fanfic series. I have the same one on my Wattpad @ autogirls. Hope you all enjoy!

Nanat'ia (original character) x Miles Quaritch

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"He is beautiful, Neytiri."

I had never thought I would see my sister so happy. She was glowing with pure love and happiness as she stared down at her newborn son, her hand wrapped in mine.

"I'm so happy for you," I pressed my forehead against hers, expressing my joy for her family.

When the sky people were sent away, I could feel a new era approaching. I prayed to Eywa for peace for my people since they had endured so much.

And for my new era of peace, I had put down my weapons and rested my mind. I did not want to bring any negative thoughts or feelings that I had held before. The sky people are gone, and so what was the need for me to continue making weapons? Not the bows my sister had crafted, but knives. Sharp daggers that were made for swiftly killing the enemy - ones I had started to forge when I was eight.

"Neytiri! Neytiri, I just thought of a great name!" Jake burst through the hut, excitement in his eyes as he had completely forgotten that I was here.

"What name have you been thinking of this time, Jake?" When I had discovered what name he had given his Ikran, I could not fathom it. He is Taruk Makto, the greatest earrior of our time, and such a great Na'vi warrior had named his Ikran Bob.

"Something very fitting, Nanat," He insisted, knowing my harsh judgment, but it was all fun and games with us.

"Tell me, my Jake," Neytiris' nerves were calm since having him, only focusing on their son so her mood was lighter than usual.

"Steve!"

Utter silence.

My sisters hand tightened around my own, trying to restrain herself from smacking him in the face.

"You are willing to name the future clan leader of the Omaticaya, Steve?" I questioned, my head tilted slightly. He saw the dangerous look in my sisters eye and immediately backed down from the idea.

"Or-or not, I mean, it's not that great," He stuttered out.

Names on Earth always sounded so weird. Steve? Bob? And thousands of Earth children share the same name. When I think of it, it often makes me sad for them because it means their parents did not think about their own name. There is no meaning - no beauty to their names.

"I have thought of one," Sister spoke up, gently caressing his head as he suckled on her for food.

"Neteyam. I think it suits him well," Neytiri smiled down at him, and I could see the spark in Jakes eyes. Jake looked down at his child, and it looked like that baby boy was his entire reason for living.

"Neteyam. . .it's perfect," Jake concluded, and I decided to take my leave.

The love between Neytiri and Jake was one to be admired and sought after. I had never seen such a connection before, even when she was promised to Tsu'tey. Even when she had expressed her disdain and annoyance for training him when he first arrived, it was like Eywa had already decided that they would have the strongest mate bond.

Neytiri would die for Jake, and Jake would die for Neytiri.

A love I wished for.

But it was not my time.

I believe that when the time comes, Eywa will bring my future mate to me. Perhaps he will be a thorn in my side, or my best friend - whatever comes, I put all my trust in Eywa that they will be the best for me.

"Ninat'ia."

I turned my head, "Mother?"

"Come here, child. What have they named him?" She is so excited to be a grandmother. Ever since the news broke that Neytiri and Jake were expecting their first child, she has been praying and watching Neytiri like Ikran.

"You will find out at the ceremony," I replied, and she hissed in frustration.

"Should you not be preparing the clan to receive his name?" I questioned my mother as she walked along with me.

"I wished to ask something of you, my child," She hooked her arm with mine, her thumb gently stroking my arm in comfort.

Meaning it was bad news.

"Remember how I told you I found you in the forest as a baby?"

"How could I forget? You told the story every year on my birthday," I wasn't hers - biologically. In my mother's grief, she secluded herself to the forest and found me. Her grieving was that she had lost her child giving birth, the cord having killed the baby before the air could reach them. So, she went to the forest seeking solitude.

Instead, she found me. As she told me, I was crying and just on the ground - seemingly abandoned. No one was around, and I was unharmed.

"I went to the Mother Tree to pray, but it was not the answer that I wished Eywa gave me," She said, worry in her eyes.

"What was it?"

She sighed, "it was a vision. I was watching through another's eyes in a strange place. A loud sound was going off, and humans were running all around me. I tried to fight my way into a room, but the others pushed me away. Afterward, I fell to my knees as the loud sound fell silent, and all I could feel was grief."

"Was this on Earth?" I had never seen it, only heard stories from the nicer sky people - like Grace.

"It is nothing like I have ever seen."

"But why come to me with this, mother? You are Tsahik - I do not know what this means," I expressed, and she stopped in her tracks.

"Mother?"

"I heard a man crying out a name. . .my child, he was screaming for you."