#na'vi x y/n

[luxthestrange]

Avatar Memes#6

Alien courtship is confusing the Na'vi...till Jake tells them you only give rocks/trinkets to people you feel safe around...

Tsu'tey,Tonowari & Ronal:

[dantakeyoman]

Neteyam Sees You For The First Time, and Falls Head Over Heels (SFW)

Reader is Fem! Metkayina

CW: fluffy fluff, Neteyam is a simp, Lo’ak and Kiri are Lo’ak and Kiri, something small to ring in the new year ; )

Angel was one of the first English words Jake taught Neteyam, oddly.

He defined it as a word to describe someone who’s beauty was beyond measure, almost god-like. Someone who was perfect in every way, body, mind, and spirit.

Unsurprisingly, it was a word the he would frequently use to describe Neytiri

Angel.

At first, Neteyam waved it off. 

There was no way anyone of that description really existed. It was a story, a myth.

But as you walk out of the water before him, flashing a heart-stopping smile, he truly understood what the word really meant. 

Each person had their own angel.

To his father, his mother was an angel, which was understandable. His mother was very beautiful, one the prettiest women in the Omaticayan clan.

But looking upon you, with your smooth, dewy skin, and your doe, azure eyes, and your long, curly hair, Neteyam knew.

You were an angel.

His angel.

“Dude,” Lo’ak smirked, elbowing his brother in the rib, snapping him out of his stupor.

“Close your mouth. You’re drooling.”

Neteyam blushed deeply, closing his mouth and averting his eyes so they could embarrass him no longer.

“My children, (y/n), Tsireya, and Ao’nung, will teach your children how to survive here,” Tonowari introduced, seriously.

(y/n).

The name sounded so sweet on his tongue.

Slowly, Neteyam’s gaze trailed back to you, Tonowari’s speech going through one ear and out the other.

And when it landed on your face once more, he realized that he was not the only one staring.

Your big, blue eyes were trained on him as well, their flicker of curiosity and awe completely contrasting your composed demeanor.

It made him feel hot, being subject to your gaze, and he could feel himself thoughtlessly straightening his posture, making himself appear taller, and slightly larger.

You let out a silent laugh, discreetly bringing a hand to your lips to cover it, but not before letting the boy get a peak of your smile once more.

Fuck, that smile.

“Can you two quit eye-mating? It is freaking me out,” Kiri whispered, rolling her eyes.

Neteyam waved her off, looking towards you with a smile of his own.

He now had no doubt in his mind.

You were, in fact, his angel.

[strongheartneteyam]

[ credits of the Neteyam pic go to cinetrix ]

Champagne Problems.

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader

CW: angsty, reader feeling her heart hurt, adeline being funny and shipping reader and neteyam, symptoms of PTSD (like a nightmare), sexual tension, confessions of love, angry neteyam, confused neteyam, yearning, crying, fluff, sexual content, neteyam loving reader's breasts, neteyam using his fangs on reader's body, p in v, territorial neteyam, needy and clingy neteyam, slight breeding kink, creampie

I almost cried writing this chapter and istg my pussy clenched hard while I was writing the smut part so… have a good read, I guess lol ps: I know I said I was gonna have a break from uploading my long fics (and I am!) but there was an itch in my hand to finish this story and I gave in and scratched it lol I kinda knew I eventually would. But I'm only gonna update the other fics next year. This one was an exception bc there was only one chapter left (this one lol)

Not proofread. I woke up in the middle of the night to write this, it's already morning outside and I'm sleepy and sick :(

Part 7: All I want is you

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It's hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you

You're a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town

And I just wanted you to know that this is me trying

this is me trying (Taylor Swift)

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In the morning, you woke up and realized you were no longer sitting on the floor, resting your back against the wall of Kiri's marui, but rather laying in your mat. You had a sharp headache but you didn't really know why. Maybe lack of enough sleep, maybe tension… Your eyes searched around for Neteyam but he was no longer there. You knew instantly that Neteyam had been the one to carry you to your mat. He was the only one awake other than you when you two were talking while it was eclipse and you knew it wasn't his nature to leave a girl sleeping while sitting down on the floor in a weird position and go home. No, he was too much of a gentleman for that.

The realization that you were about to go back to the lab in a few days and leave Neteyam behind again hit you like a train. The thought of being without him and having no guarantee that he wasn't gonna find a mate while you were gone and when you'd come back and see him again, he'd be happy with a beautiful na'vi girl by his side - perhaps even carrying his baby in her womb - broke you in a billion little pieces.

Your heart started to beat fast in your chest, like it was gonna escape from inside your body and come out through your throat. But there was also a big lump in your throat. Anxiety stinged your whole body like sharp, thin needles. 

You didn't want to lose Neteyam. Just imagining having to stare at a wall in your room at night, to see his sweet face in the crushing darkness and feel the tears rolling down your face, reminding you that you would never be able to hold him again, to feel his huge but gentle hands on your skin, to smell his comforting scent… and worse: to know he would be in some other girl's arms every night, letting her kiss him, having… God, having sex with her…

No. You couldn't let him go. It would rip your heart apart.

And if Neteyam didn't go for Munì like you thought he did, that meant that he didn't stop loving you… right? That's what you were desperately hoping for. You were almost sure you had seen him get slightly happy when you acted like an idiot and let him see how jealous you were of Munì last night. Maybe that meant he still felt something for you.

If you were right about Neteyam's feelings, you didn't quite know why he loved the mess of a girl that you were but… somehow he did, and he was sad because of you, because you refused to be his mate when that's all you truly wanted, in the first place. You had let fear hold you back once again. But not this time. You had to be brave. You had to at least try.

Putting the sheet that was once over you to the side, you uncovered your body and, in a rapid motion, you got up from your mat and got to your feet, feeling the slight coldness on the floor of the marui. Your feet walked slowly but surely among your two best human friends, trying hard not to step on or kick one of the girls as they were sleeping right next to your mat. 

You got startled by Adeline's voice echoing in the morning air as she whispered energetically to you.

"(y/n), where are you going?" Her voice was hoarse and slightly funny, because of slumber.

"I thought you were sleeping!" You whispered back as you looked at her sleepy and moody face while she laid down in her mat

"I was but I felt the need to pee and woke up. Answer my question, please!" She demanded

Your heart started beating fast and you spoke "I'm gonna try and make things right with Neteyam."

"Thank God." She dramatically grunted "I knew you liked him all along, I just wouldn't try and force you to mate with the guy, of course. But damn, I've known you since we were kids and I know when you're in love. I wanted to slap you when I saw you looking gloomy and I would ask you what was wrong and you would say that it was nothing but I just knew you were missing him and regretting refusing to be his mate. And Neteyam brought you back to your mat in his freaking arms! You can't let the guy go, you idiot! He loves you! Can't you see it? You both love each other! What was stopping you before from saying “Hey, I know I'm a bit crazy but I wanna be your mate!”?” She sighed, like she was tired of that whole situation

“How do you know Neteyam carried me back to my mat?” Surprise was all over your face

“I woke up at eclipse with your chatter, mamas.” She said nonchalantly 

“Oh…” You awkwardly spoke “So, you heard everything?” You cringed

“I heard a lot of it. Enough to know Neteyam is worth it. Now do what you gotta do. I gotta go relieve myself.” She demanded like a mother would

Your laughter echoed around. Adeline didn't realize how funny she was. You loved her. So, so much. That bitch was everything to you.

In only seconds you found yourself rushing out of the marui's door and your feet walking quickly through the warm Metkayina sand.

After a good while looking around and only seeing turquoise skinned tall Metkayina people, you finally found Neteyam. The sight of his broad, striped back did things to you. It made you remember how insanely good it felt when he was inside of you that rainy night on his hammock.

"Neteyam!" You yelled, sounding way more desperate than you had wanted to, and Neteyam rapidly turned around looked at you, his face covered with surprise

"I'm sorry! I do wanna be with you!" You spoke, breath a bit labored as you felt nervous and insecure about his reaction. The next thing you saw, you were breaking down in tears. 

"Why did you refuse me, then?" Neteyam asked,  slightly angry and utterly confused 

He did not understand why you had put you both through all that pain if you did love him too.

"I guess I was just afraid of finally having something beautiful in my life again, to feel safe again and then lose it. I couldn't bear to lose you. The truth is, I've had a crush on you since we first met too and I think I started to have deeper feelings for you at the party. Maybe we fell for each other at the same time" you chuckled wearily between tears, thinking that if it truly happened, it was beautiful and seemed like something out of a romantic movie

“Were you afraid that I was gonna leave you?” Neteyam asked, furrowing his hairless eyebrows 

“Yes…” You shamefully confirmed.

It seemed like you only ever thought the worst of Neteyam, even though he was known to be a good man and only proved you again and again how much he cared about you.

"Why would I ever leave you if I love you? It's as simple as that, tawtute." Neteyam stated

An amazed smile was born amidst your tears and your heart sped up as your brain processed those words.

"Are you saying you… love me?" It still seemed too good to be true.

"I'm saying I love you more than you will ever know, syulang." Neteyam walked closer to you and tried to touch your hand

You backed away slightly and he felt frustrated. Even as you declared your love for him you were still so guarded. Neteyam let out an impatient breath out of his feline nostrils.

“Tawtute, please, be my mate.” He asked you once again, his heart open to you once again.

“But what about tsaheylu? You can’t make it with me! What if you one day realize you regret missing out on this experience? It’s such an important thing to your people…” You let out a choked sob as you pronounced those words that felt like a stab in the heart

“Not again with the excuses…” Neteyam thought

“Listen” Neteyam asked for your attention “I do not care if you don’t have tendrils and we can’t make tsaheylu. What’s even the point of tsaheylu if I can’t make it with the girl I love? Tsaheylu is about sharing your affection, your devotion, your need with your mate and I don’t need or want anyone else but you, tawtute.”

You kept sobbing and just couldn't seem to stop.

Neteyam grabbed you and held you inside his strong, long arms, one of his hands on the back of your head, pressing it against his body and the other on your shoulder. His warm embrace felt reassuring.

"It's okay, oeyä tawtute. You are safe with me."

After a while holding you like that, he gently pushed you away from him and held your chin up so you could look at his face.

"I won't ever leave you. I promise you, with the Great Mother as my witness, I will never ever let you go. I'm yours forever. I have been yours for so long…" He gave you a calm smile and wiped your tears away

Your gleaming eyes gazed up at his face. He was so beautiful, his dark blue stripes forming intricate pattern on his forehead, a pattern unique to his body. His bioluminescent freckles adorned his big face and shone slightly even in the light of day. You were so damn lucky to have such a beautiful man be so deeply in love with you.

“So, what's it gonna be?” Neteyam's big thumb caressed your reddened face as his lips were curled in a gentle smile, showing no teeth “Can I finally get an “yes” from your beautiful lips?”

You chuckled and smiled big.

“Yes.” Neteyam's heart swelled with affection and relief “Yes, I'm gonna be your mate, Neteyam.”

“Nga yawne lu oer, oeyä tawtute.” (I love you, my human) Neteyam grabbed your face that was tiny inside his two big hands and kissed you eagerly, his lips pressing against yours like he had been needing that for so long.

Neteyam had been dreaming awake every night about how it would feel if he ever got to kiss your small mouth again. His tongue touched the slit of your mouth, deliciously warm and wet and you parted your lips so he could explore the insides of your mouth. Neteyam's large tongue licked your tongue and you moaned in delight at the sensation. You had missed his kisses so damn much… Neteyam tasted your mouth like you were the sweetest berry juice in the whole Universe.

“I missed your lips and your tongue, syulang. I was craving you.”  Neteyam said and softly placed a last peck in your lips 

“I missed you too. A lot.” You smiled at him, still tasting him on your tongue "I love you too." Neteyam smiled at you when hearing those words he was dying to hear for so long.

“Come, have lunch with me, oeyä hì'i muntxate.” (my small mate)

You agreed and Neteyam took your hand inside his much bigger one, taking you to the place where the na'vi were handling food to each other.

Many curious blue eyes looked at the both of you as Neteyam possessively held you by your waist and talked to you gently.

“I'm gonna get some fish and herbs for us, okay?” He smiled happily at you, like he either didn't notice or didn't care about how all the Metkayina at that part of the reef seemed to be watching yours and Neteyam's every move.

Quickly he grabbed the fish and took you to some rocks away from everyone else, what made you let out a relieved silent breath.

You two ate your fish, that had been prepared on a bonfire - it tasted delicious, by the way. Slightly spicy but also with fresh notes of something that reminded you of peppermint. Alien food was better than you had ever anticipated while you prepared on Earth to travel to Pandora.

"By the way, I'm sorry about your arm. I bet it hurt a lot…" You brought it up, after swallowing a mouthful of fish

"Not that much. I'm strong." He played around but Neteyam truly wanted you to see him as a strong na'vi male. He knew it was boyish but he did it anyway.

He won a quick joyful chuckle from you.

"I was gonna tell you that yesterday but I guess I got too nervous and then too emotional and I ended up forgetting to. I'm sorry, I think I tend to seem self-centered sometimes…" You spoke

"Don't worry about it. You do seem aloof and a little self-centered" You scoffed in a joking manner at his bluntness but you actually said “Ouch!” on the inside.

Damn, Neteyam truly knew how to humble someone...

“But I know that's not who you really are. People just have to take enough time to get to know you and they'll see what I see." 

"And what do you see?" Your eyes shone with wonder and your voice was playful 

"I see a smart, strong, sensitive and amazingly beautiful girl."

Your cheeks turned red. You weren't expecting so much praise.

“Ok, stop… I'm not all that.” You awkwardly stated, avoiding his gaze

“Of course you are. I don't know why you can't see it, tawtute.”

Maybe because you hadn't heard that a lot throughout your life…

To be fair, you had been called beautiful and smart many times but not the other two. Kate and Adeline would tell you that you were strong when you needed to hear it but you always wondered if they perhaps just said that because they were your closest, best friends and they only wanted to make you feel better.

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After lunch, Neteyam sneaked out with you and took you to a private place on the beach where his hammock was hanging, somewhere more secluded, where the both of you could be alone. You knew just what he wanted and you could not lie and say that you were not craving the exact same thing.

Neteyam took you in his arms, winning a squeaky laugh from you as he lift you off your feet. 

Neteyam sat you on his big hammock, your legs hanging in the air and not touching the clear sand. He knelt in front of you and before you knew it, he was kissing you. Neteyam eagerly took your lower lip between his soft, full lips, suckling on it ever so slightly and then pressing his mouth against yours. Neteyam's huge blue hands cupped both your breasts over your white cropped top and you whimpered in pleasure.

"Oeyä tawtute…" he cried out "Let me see these titties" his mouth hanged slightly open with anticipation and desire

Once you let him take your bra off, Neteyam groaned in an animalistic, primal way.

"These perfect soft titties are mine now, oeyä muntxate. Only mine."

"Yours, Neteyam." You breathed, so taken by him and the moment. Your panties were slick with your juices, so much he turned you on.

Neteyam laid you down gently but eagerly on his hammock. He wasted no time and quickly brought his lips to your breasts. He had been dreaming of that ever since the first time he saw your breasts jiggle under your shirt when you were walking fast, troubled with your scientist work. Your boobs were just so different from the na'vi females ones and it made Neteyam daydream about how it would feel to have your small buds inside his mouth.

Neteyam sucked on your nipples like he was hungry and desperate to taste your skin. He licked your sensitive buds swiftly, leaving them hard and wet with his saliva. All you could do was look down at his mesmerizing blue face, staring at his bioluminescent little freckles and moan loud. You started to worry if people could hear but you decided it was not important if they did or not and you just did not care. That intimate, raw moment you were having with your Neteyam was much more important than anything else in the Universe.

He started using his fangs to tease your breasts slowly and you whimpered at the sting but also enjoyed the bittersweet pleasure it gave you. 

“If you want me to stop, just say it, oeyä tawtute.”

“No. Keep doing it, please” You asked

Neteyam bit your right breast harder this time and you moaned loud again. The acute feeling of his sharp fangs harassing your sensitive skin made you feel an incredible sensation that lied somewhere between discomfort and delight but that ended up just being incredibly addictive. Your folds were even more soaked by now.

“Neteyam, please, fuck me, baby” you begged “I need you.”

“Fuck, muntxate, you're so needy for me. It's so hot, yawne…” Neteyam's heavy breath collided with your skin, sending shivers all over your body

Neteyam undressed you quickly and took his loincloth off just as rapidly, his cock hard and proud, slightly curved to the side.

Neteyam took his cock in his hand and rubbed his swollen tip on your glistening clit, making your body tremble.

“Neteyam… please.” You protested

“Say you want it.” He looked into your eyes, his big golden irises shining with the sight of you in front of him, his mouth in a teasing smirk. His accent drove you insane.

“Please, fuck me…” Your face showed him how desperate you were to feel him

“Do you want me to fill you up with my cock, tawtute?” He dig for more

“Yes, Neteyam, I need your big cock inside of my pussy, please, please…” It's like you couldn't take it anymore. Your cunt felt so empty without him.

After hearing those enticing words, Neteyam swiftly placed his large blue cock at your soaked entrance and pushed it all in at once, making you moan loudly in sheer, raw pleasure. 

"Eywa, how I missed this pussy! Your ekxìn pussy feels so fucking good, my little tanhì." (star) Neteyam murmured as he thrusted hungrily into you, his big, girthy cock stretching your insides and filling you up completely.

Neteyam's feelings for you were just so strong that he felt like no words would ever be enough to express his emotions so, he was trying to show you how he felt about you by loving your body instead, pouring out all his yearning for you through his kisses, his desperate caresses, his thrusts…

"Tawtute" Neteyam cried out as he thrusted roughly into you "Oeyä muntxate." (my mate) "Mine. All mine, yawntu…" (loved one) He whimpered in your ear, melancholic and driven wild by his desire and ardent affection for you "Nga yawne lu oer." (I love you) "So, so much."

Neteyam's breath was heavy and irregular as he pounded himself into you as hard as he could. He needed you so much, he felt like he would die if he could not have all of you, if he could not claim you once and for all. It was so good that he didn't last long and came inside of you, his thick warm seed shooting strongly towards your womb. He hoped to breed you but he didn't know you were taking birth control pills. Neteyam's load of cum was so big that it leaked out of your cunt even as he was still inside of you. That was so dirty and sexy that your pussy clenched around his cock as you felt his warm liquid leaking out of your stretched entrance.

After cuddling for a while, when you were looking to find your bra that Neteyam had thrown somewhere in the sand, he looked at your breasts, the two of them full of his bite marks and a big beautiful smile adorned his full lips, followed by a joyful chuckle.

“I marked you well, syulang. Now everybody can see that you're mine. Oeyä muntxate. Mine forever.” He leaned in for a kiss, pressing his soft lips on yours, so needy. Neteyam tasted so sweet but so unique at the same time. He tasted like himself. Nothing else could compare.

You chuckled. “You're so pervy.”

“But you love it.” He smiled at you, his sharp fangs more charming than ever

“Hey! Just because I'm your mate now it doesn't mean you get to be all cocky again.” You teased, pretending to be angry, as you pushed his arm away with your hand

Neteyam only smiled wider. He was over the moon that you were now finally his. All his. Until the end of time.

Neteyam yawned, body still in full bliss because of the powerful orgasm you had given him.

“I'm sleepy, oeyä tawtute. Take a nap with me.” He was already grabbing you in his big striped arms and laying you back on the hammock with him.

“You're not giving me a choice, anyway.” You chuckled and yawned too.

Soon your tired eyes fell shut, as you felt his warm breath on your skin.

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In the middle of the afternoon, you woke up crying, desperately breathing gasping for air. Neteyam woke up startled with your panicking state. Another nightmare... One of those that left your heart aching and your mind confused for long after you woke up, wondering if it had been reality or not.

“What's wrong, yawntu?” (loved one) 

When you realized Neteyam was by your side, still holding you against his warm body, you felt relieved but only seemed to cry more. You buried your head on his soft chest and he just let you cry there, petting your head softly with his hand, his slender fingers running through your locks of hair every now and then, trying to comfort you.

Eventually you stopped crying, sniffing one last time. You placed a kiss on Neteyam's chest, your lips lingering on his skin for longer than they normally would, as if to try and make sure that he was really there with you, that he was real and was not going away.

“Wanna tell me what happened now, oeyä muntxate?” (my mate)

You looked up at his face, eyes reddish.

“I had a terrible nightmare…” just the reminder made your heart ache again “I dreamt you left me. You got tired of me and found a better mate.”

“Tawtute… that's never gonna happen.”

“You promise?” You needed to hear him promise…

“I promise.” He tried to kiss you but you backed away a bit 

“What if your parents don't approve of us? Will you leave me then?” You hated how clingy and annoying you were sounding 

Neteyam started thinking that he would have to have an endless amount of patience with you. Your fear controlled you way too often. He would have to teach you how to be a little more free. But he would do it gladly.

"Listen, yawntutsyìp" (little loved one) Neteyam held your small face inside of both his huge blue hands "We will fight whatever we have to, whatever comes our way, and we will stay together forever, okay? I'm not letting anything separate me from you. Nothing, you hear me? Nothing." He promised you.

You breathed in and decided you had to try and believe him, otherwise you would end up sabotaging your relationship with Neteyam, you would end up contributing to what you feared the most: him leaving you. What you did not know was that there was actually nothing you could do to drive Neteyam away. He had been chasing you for way too long, he had fought for you like he had fought in the war against the Sky People. Neteyam was too much of a good warrior and too proud to let you go after all that. And damn, he could not imagine a life without you. Not a life where he would be happy and fulfilled, at least. He needed you to see the morning air as fresh, to hear the song of the birds as lively, to see the light of the stars as a guide.

“Okay. I trust you, Neteyam.” You stated, utterly sure of your words this time.

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♡ Epilogue ♡

You felt safe for the first time in so long while Neteyam held you inside his big arms, his body heat spreading all over you. It felt so cozy and just so… right. Like you had finally found what you needed, what you were unconsciously looking for all along.

Safety, trust, shelter… love.

Funny how sometimes when we need love the most is when we push it away the most, hurt the people who are trying to give it to us the most because we're so terrified to get hurt again, to finally trust and be let down again that we would rather keep drowning in our pain and in our loneliness. Pain can feel comfortable, as crazy as it sounds.

Turn a curse into a kiss

You could have never seen it coming, you could have never imagined back on your Earth days that your safe place to fall would be in the arms of an alien in an exoplanet, outside of your home solar system. What a weird happy ending. But it doesn't matter. There's still much more to come. This isn't the end, it's just the beginning.

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Change the meaning of your world

Love makes no sense, love has no name

Love drowns you in tears and it sets your heart on fire

Love has no fear, love has no reason

So infinitely vast and we're standing at the edge

Take my hand, erase the past forever

Love Exists (Amy Lee)

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This is the end, guys 🥲🤍 Feels so good to give Teyam and Reader a beautiful happy ending. Thank you all so much for reading my story 💕

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Summary: So'lek was protective before but now that his little mate is pregnant, he grown even more protective.

(So'lek x Human!Reader)

Warnings: pregnancy, possessiveness, fear of losing child, mentions of birth

Translations:

kelku = home

ma'tìyawn = my love

Angstik = The hammerhead titanothere

Tulkun = large marine species native to the oceans of Pandora

Nga yawne lu oer, ma little tsamsiyu = I love you my little warrior

You think So'lek was protective before but as soon as he found out that you were pregnant with his child he became 10X more protective. He always has his hands on your waist or stomach. He also refuses that you go places alone.

One day So'lek arouse from his sleep and you weren't next to him. Panicking, he got up and grabbed his bow. He ran out only to be met with you laying in the hammock just outside of the kelku. Sighing in relief, he leaned his bow against the entrance and walked over. “Good morning, ma'tìyawn.”

You looked at him from the hammock and smiled. "Good morning."

You could see that some of the worry still remained on So'lek's face as he looked at you. He walked into the hammock and got in next to you, wrapping his arms around you holding your pregnant belly protectively. "Don't scare me like that again."

You can notice that as he is breathing in the smell of you, he seems relieved that you are still alright and not in line of potential danger.

You smiled at the way his tension left his shoulders. He sighed as you put a hand over his that rested on your rounded stomach. "I'm sorry, I just thought sunlight would be nice."

He looked up at you with a warm smile on his face as you placed your hand over his. His ears and tail flinched at the sun's bright light that broke through the leaves over head. "It is, but I do not want to lose you. Not now with the new life you are carrying within you."

You chuckled softly, honestly finding his words amusing. "Ma So'lek, I am only a few feet away from the kelku. I will be alright."

He groaned in annoyance as he was beginning to get annoyed with your playful attitude towards his overprotectiveness. "I know that you would be but I do not want to take the risk. You are not only my mate but you are the mother of my child. I will not take any chances whatsoever."

His ears continued to twitch at the sound of his own words.

You knew you couldn't change his mind on it, once his mind was set, he was determined. Like a stubborn Angstik. "I know."

He looked down at you with his pretty green eyes. Even if he is trying to be stern with you he is still having a hard time fighting back the urge to pull you close and hug you. He takes a deep breathe before he finally speaks to you in a gentle yet firm tone. "Please do not go far from the kelku from now on until you give birth."

You fingers intertwined with his. You knew you couldn't promise anything like that. You would loose your mind and become restless. Your lips touched his cheek and then kissed along his jawline. "You know I can't promise that."

He growled in annoyance at the thought of you not keeping the promise he requested from you. He also grumbled at the thought of other Na'vi men seeing you outside of his protection. He was starting to get possessive.

"Why not? Your health and my child is at risk the further you go from the kelku. What reason could you possibly have to go far away from here?"

"I have people and duties in Hometree. You know that." You told him with your gentle tone of voice.

So'lek thought for a moment about what you said. It was true that you did have responsibilities and people to look after back at Hometree but he couldn't fight this protective instinct anymore. He was already too worried and anxious about losing you and the unborn child.

"Then I will be coming with you. I don't want to lose you or our child. I will protect you and keep you close to me."

You smiled at his decree. At least you wouldn't be cooped up at your home. "Alright, I have no objections."

He let out a relieved groan and pulled you closer to him. He wrapped his arms around you tightly. This made him feel so much better now that he knows that he can still keep an eye on you while you attend to those matters at Hometree.

"It's settled then. I will make sure to keep a close eye on you and keep you safe from any danger."

A few minutes passed and you slowly stroked your big stomach that would soon hopefully birth a strong child for your mate. "How much longer do you think?"

So'lek looked down at you and took note of how big your stomach had gotten. This baby must be growing at an extraordinary rate. He has never seen a woman get pregnant this quickly before. He also could only imagine how much you were uncomfortable dealing with all this change in your body.

"We are approaching the 8th month so this baby will grow much quicker. I predict that it will be born in less than two months."

You sighed and laid your head on his chest. "Oh thank goodness." Carrying his child felt...uncomfortable on your body to say the least.

He rubbed your head while looking down at you. His eyes were filled with love and relief as he thought about how soon you will be able to give birth. The thought of the baby being born also made him have all sorts of thoughts like how much of you was in the baby and how much of him was in the baby.

"How do you feel? Is the pregnancy getting too uncomfortable for you?"

You nodded and shifted in the hammock to be more comfortable. "It feels very uncomfortable. I think the baby is going to take after you the most. I feel like a Tulkun."

So'lek felt his ego inflate at the statement that your child would be taking after him. However, he didn't like that you were experiencing major discomfort from the pregnancy. This really showed him just how much this pregnancy was taking a toll on you. He continued to rub your head as he spoke.

"I will tell you a secret ma'yawne. When I was young I was a very loud child. Perhaps our baby will be as well."

You groaned and rolled your eyes. "Just what I need, a rambunctious child. AND a baby on top of that." you teased. You only meant it half jokingly of course.

He scoffed at the comment but didn't seem to mind it at all. If anything, the thought of having an energetic child to take care of with you is something he actually looks forward to. However, the thought of having a rambunctious child is also going to make him an overprotective father.

"Well you mated with me didn't you?" So'lek chuckled in his raspy voice as he ran a four fingered hand down your arm. "So it is only fate for our child to have our personalities."

You smiled at his first statement. You did mate with him, and you'd never regret it. You nuzzled into his side, your hand caressing his chest. Your fingers gently traced patterns on his blue skin. After a minute of silence, you spoke up with a request. "Rub my stomach again? It felt good."

He didn't have to be asked twice. As soon as you asked, he pulled you closer and started to massage and caress your belly. In this position, he could really feel how big you were getting. The thought of his baby being inside you was making him feel excited yet nervous for the day that you will give birth.

He put a feather-light kiss to your temple and hummed as he traced circles on your soft skin. "I promise to be a good father to our child. Nga yawne lu oer, ma little tsamsiyu."

[wishuroses]

.⠀ ݁ ⸜⸜ 𓂃 𓇼 starry-eyed, neteyam sully.

✶ pairings: neteyam x human!reader

✶ warnings: fluff, mutual pining, reader is a loner but neteyam still loves you, mentions of teyam’s toes (def needs to be a warning), love confessions, definitely not proofread whatsoever, uppercase intended!

✶ word count: 856

✶ a/n: the gears in whatever’s left of my brain are finally turning yes lordt. happy reading! :-)

Contrary to popular belief, you loved being alone. Pandora is beautiful, of course, but with the way you were currently laid on your soft bed, belly first, calves crossed in the air, wrinkled pajama shirt tickling the back of your thighs, and your nimble fingers grasping the spine of the book you were heavily invested in–you’d say you were having one hell of a good time.

Unfortunately for you and your poor, unassuming heart, your me-time was cut short when you heard a loud thwack resound through the air, followed by a multitude of items falling off a nearby table.

You jolted upright, eyes fluttering around the dimly lit room in a panic to make eye contact with–

Oh. It’s Neteyam.

The clumsy boy was already crouched on the floor, stiff hand hovering over a fallen object and staring back at you with wide eyes, like he’d just been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to.

“Tey?” Jeez, you’d have to put a bell on him. This wasn’t the first time he’d snuck on you like this, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. “What’re you doing here? You scared the hell outta me!”

“My apologies.” He responded, ever so politely, towering back to his full height to place items back onto your desk accordingly. The ghost of a smile can be heard in his voice.

“It’s okay, Tey. It’s fine.” The sharp sound of a book being slapped on your bedside table permeates the space. “You didn’t answer my question though.” He rolls his eyes. “It’s so late. Way past eclipse.”

Neteyam hummed before turning to you, yellow eyes shining with mirth. “I missed you. Is that not a good enough reason?” he leans against your paint chipped wall, rough accent feeling like warm sugar against your ears.

With a scoff, you flop backwards on your bed, legs and arms sprawled out–something akin to a starfish. No, you thought as your sleepy-soft eyes burned holes in the ceiling, that is not a good enough reason. But you suppose it could suffice.

“Teyam, you know how your mama feels about me.” A pause, a soft shuffle, then the weight of a head dips across the expanse of your clothed tummy. Like routine, you bury your fingers in his braids, nimble tips grazing against parted roots. He gets butterflies every time you do this. “If she finds out you came here, I’m definitely gonna turn up missing.”

(You knew miss Neytiri was never fond of humans, and you understood that–embraced the fact–but you didn’t know what the hell you expected when she nearly launched you off her son when catching your hand wrapped around his wrist, standing a little bit too close. Everyday you thank Eywa for Jake knowing how to ease her out of things. Everyone knew he was her main weakness.)

“..Whatever.” Neteyam figured that was something that might occur, but at the same time, you knew he’d never let anything happen to you–and he made sure to drill that into your head every single change he got.

Your eyes dip down to stare into his, lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed almost sarcastically. “Yea whatever. Now get up ‘n help me make a pallet. I just know your knees are screaming for help.”

Neteyam perked up at this, and this time he sat upright. You could tell he attempted to hide his excitement, but the telltale sight of pointed ears eagerly flicking upwards gave it all away. “We are having a sleepover?”

“Yea,” the way your grin eclipsed your eyes had Neteyam’s heart ricocheting against his ribcage, “of course we’re having a sleepover.”

After a few minutes of whispered conversations and sounds of jostling fabric (chatting for five, and it took ten to make sure Tey’s feet weren’t touching the cool laminate flooring–he had passionately expressed how much he hated his toes being cold), you both were laid cozy on the blanketed floor, curled up against each other, Neteyam’s warm body encompassing your much smaller one.

Sleepovers with you rarely occurred, if not rare; he knew you were fully content on keeping to yourself, and he respected that graciously–it would never make him look at you differently, not ever. Not you. Neteyam feels the world fall on its side when he glances down to find you already eyeballing him, looking mutely through thick lashes like he’d just hung the stars.

The exchange was silent–almost as silent as you tended to be–yet it was comfortable. Neteyam could bask in you for hours, no matter what you did or didn’t do.

It was then Neteyam realized he would do anything for you, gift you the moon and a thousand other planets in the solar system if you’d asked him. A pair of lips pressed themselves against the crown of your head, your eyes blinking shut at the action.

“I love you.” He whispered, three-fingered hand reaching to cup the side of your face.

A small smile graces itself across your features, your own hand laying atop his, gently returning the gesture. He knew you loved him back.

You both decide to call it for what it is.

[thepaperpanda]

Sneaking Away || Neteyam x fem!Omaticaya reader

Summary: You might be a bit mistaken if you thought that escaping Neteyam's hut was a good idea

Warnings: smut without plot 🔥

Word count: 1665

Author: Rouge

A/N: prior to reading, it’s important to know that: the reader is female Omaticaya ✤ characters are aged up (Neteyam is 20, reader is 19) ✤ a few things are in Na'vi language ✤ you'll find a glossary underneath the fic

Your legs and arms were tangled after what seemed like a long nap; his naked body pressed against yours, his breath bathing your nape.

Slowly, you tried to stretch a bit, but couldn't since Neteyam was tightly hugging you. The fact that you were completely naked didn't stop you from getting up. After slipping away from Neteyam as quietly as possible, you ran for the door.

It was not long before his voice reached every corner of the room. "Why are you getting up?" Neteyam asked, his tone devoid of sleepiness.

"My limbs feel sore, so I need to move a bit. I think I’ll get dressed and have a little walk," you explained with a sigh, "I'll be back soon, you can get back to sleep," you promised, but hesitated to take another step.

Before he even spoke, you knew he was standing behind you. Even though he hadn't touched you yet, you could feel chills running down your spine as he whispered right into your ear, "Nìawnomum, there's no need to leave this place to move your body, oeyä 'eve." His lips brushed your earlobe slowly, and you whined quietly.

After turning you around, he grinned widely when he saw that you were turning bright red up to your pointy ears. Neteyam cupped your face, as he had done countless times before, planting kisses along the outline of your jawline while his fingers reached to your lower, exposed regions.

You couldn't resist giving in no matter how hard you tried, and this time was no different. The contact between his thumb and your clit caused you to inhale sharply as you turned your head away from him as you were trying to hide the blush showering your face, though it made no difference, since he already kneeled down, grabbed your thighs, and bit lightly on your soft skin while kissing your flesh tenderly.

In no time at all, your moans would be heard outside the hut, and you knew that they'd only get louder, so you decided it was pointless to hide your pleasure.

Knowing he could bring you to the point where you would be unable to control your own actions gave Neteyam immense satisfaction, and it was impossible to deprive him of it.

That's the exact look he gave you when he pulled away so he could push you back onto the bed.

"I have not moved an inch even though you told me I could by staying in here with you. So, among other things, you are a liar too, Neteyam," you responded and watched his eyes widened; in spite of your willingness to give him all the satisfaction he wanted, you continued to make your usual sarcastic remarks.

Hissing, he said, "You'll regret those words soon enough." After these words he tenderly kissed your breast.

You closed your eyes and drove your nails into the cot; your pulse increased at the mere thought of his taste.

While he pinched your nipples and kneaded your breasts, you ran your fingers through his hair and wrapped your legs around his slender waist.

His kisses were like torture as you needed him right there and then already, yet Neteyam seemed to gloat whenever quiet whimpers escaped your parted lips; he slowly kissed your body, tasting your warm skin, trembling like a leaf on a northern breeze under his every kiss as he kissed his way down, between your legs. Soon, using two fingers, Neteyam rubbed his fingertips along your outer lips until he found you were wet enough. Even though you knew he was holding back in order to get you to apologize, something you didn't intend to do, your body was begging for something much greater. "Nì'ul!" you moaned without thinking, trying to push your hips more into his touch.

Neteyam heard your pleas out and stuck another finger into you, never separating his lips from your pussy.

Your hips trembled as you whimpered, "Deeper, Neteyam."

A brief chuckle passed through his lips, but as soon as it vanished, his fingers curled into you, even though it wasn't enough to satisfy your desires.

Reaching out, you took his hand in yours, positioning it so as to allow him to reach deeper; your pleas for greater things were mixed with cries of pleasure.

His thumb put more pressure on your clit as he watched your facial expression with a wry smirk dancing in the corners of his mouth.

You were only a few seconds away from climaxing when he pulled his fingers out, leaving you looking at him with contempt in your eyes.

"I told you you'd regret it," his huge smirk just annoyed you more, and you attempted to get up from the bed to leave the hut, but he pulled you back under him, pinning your shoulders down with ease.

In an effort to switch places and bring yourself on top, you exhaled, "You're the worst, Neteyam."

As his gaze traveled across your body, he focused on the places you loved to be touched most; he was in a submissive stance, but looked at you as if you were at the bottom.

Even though you knew it was nearly impossible to change that, you still wanted to try. Before you reached his abdomen with your palm, you planted kisses on his neck, moving down to his collarbones. As you stroked the base of his cock, you felt him twitch under your touch. You couldn't help but sneer - it was unusual for him to react that way, which made you even more eager for what would follow. When you first took him in your hand and started pumping, his cock was already rock-hard.

The pace increased faster than usual; you were so excited that you couldn't stop yourself. You pushed him off yourself and rolled on top of him, and he gladly obliged. While bending down, you licked his tip and took him little by little into your mouth. Your greed made you move even lower, causing his balls to come in close contact with your lips as you left behind all signs of restraint.

When Neteyam was close to finishing, you pulled away slowly, ensuring that your tongue slid along his entire cock. In the midst of playing with a hair strand, you leaned against his ear. "What's wrong? You want more?" Your voice was nothing but a whisper; his body was tensed under you as you straddled him slowly, gently grinding your pussy against his erected shaft. "Don't worry, I am not finished yet, yawntutsyìp."

Tugging at his left earlobe, you sucked at the crook of his neck, savoring the warm taste of his sweaty skin. You were almost ecstatic at the mere thought of this man being willing to share his corporeality with you. After you'd finished, you sat up slightly, grabbed his cock, lined it up with your entrance, and lowered yourself onto him until he was inside of you. Upon entering your core, soft moans escaped your lips and you sat on his lap more firmly, regaining your balance and moving your hips fluidly.

Neteyam caressed your breasts and traced the outline of your spine with his hands; his lips parted as he watched you with a bliss. After you leant forward, your chin was raised by him and he kissed you, his tongue running over your teeth briefly before he went deeper, holding you close to him throughout.

"I assume your limbs are not that sore anymore. Why don't you just lay back and relax?" He suggested in the softest tone he could muster.

After nodding, with a last roll of your hips, you rolled off him and lied down on your back, grateful for the cold sheets underneath you.

"Are you willing to apologize for what you said previously, for calling me a liar?" Neteyam asked, tracing the curve of your hips with his index finger. When you opened your mouth to protest, he harshly pressed his lips against yours to silence you in an eager kiss.

Your gaze was fixed on his face as he climbed on top of you and yanked your thighs apart. After jerking his shaft a few times, Neteyam pushed into you without the slightest sign of hesitation. His movements were slow and not without impact as you moaned his name and the occasional harder or quicker, both of which he conveniently chose to ignore.

The fact that he had been waiting for his turn made you realize that he would probably take his sweet time with you. Soon, however, his hips thrust into you faster, his cock so deep inside your pussy that your bodies became one. Moaning, you felt your pussy clenched around his shaft, spasming rhythmically, leaving you trembling in his arms; it was one of the most intense orgasms you’ve ever experienced. In spite of this, he didn't slow down and you could see drops of sweat forming on his brow as his speed increased.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you caressed the skin of his nape with your nails, whispering sweet nothings into his ear - you expressed how much you loved him, what he meant to you. You clung to him, rocking back and forth in perfect sync, lusting for more even if you'd already reached your climax.

The last time he pushed himself forward, he wanted to get as deep inside you as possible, and you welcomed his cum when it filled you.

As Neteyam gasped for air, he laid on top of you, occasionally kissing your cheek. 

In the midst of a long silence, you teased, "So? Are you not interested in my apology anymore, oeyä yawntu?"

As he gazed down at your face, still flushed from the intercourse you two shared, he propped himself on his hands. "Don't even start, little one, or I'll get angry again."

Biting your lower lip, you flicked his nose. "I'm just teasing. You know I mean no harm. Nga yawne lu oer.”

Glossary:

oeyä yawntu - my beloved

oeyä - my

oeyä 'eve - my girl

yawntutsyìp - darling

nga yawne lu oer - I love you

nìawnomum - as you know

nì'ul - more

[teyamloving12]

Jake x neytiri fucking reader to thank her for watching the kids near the shore

An Unexpected Thank You

Warning: threesome, slight breeding kink, oral ( m receiving and f receiving), f x f x m, virginity loss

Pairing: Neytiri x reader(21) x Jake

Synopsis: Neytiri and Jake give a "gift" for being their children second sa'nok when they are not around.

You were beautiful. At least Jake and Neytiri thought so. You were a kind young woman who was always helpful and kind to them since they sought refuge at the Metkayina. Jake had a mate, he felt guilty for feeling this way about another woman. Your marūi was right beside theirs. He would visit you to often say hello or thank you for helping his family.

"Did you intend on having children, sweet thing?", he asked. You were still young and treated his children like your own. He was glad that his kids loved you for he was planning to make you his. Only his. You felt heat rise to your face. " Yes I do but the thing I just haven't found the one yet.", you said calmly. Now that you faced him, you noticed how handsome he was. His face striked you

" Don't worry, he will come by soon, sweetheart. Eywa knows what she is doing.", he responded. The truth is since the little boys were scared to claim you, he will. You had a unique yet voluptuous body. You had nice hips, soft thighs and a pretty voice. You were not the boys from the village type but you certainly were his

Neytiri also had her eye on you. You two became extremely close. You could share a secret with him and she could too. But there was one secret that she never shared was that someone noticed how close you and Jake and she was jealous. She wanted you to herself. And only hers.

You sat on the shore as you watched Lo'ak successfully rode an ilu for the first time. He ran out of the water and over to you. He grabbed your hands excitedly. " Did you see that, Y/n? I did It! I finally rode it without falling off!", you were proud of him.

You taught him day and night how to properly ride a ilu and he was successful. He hugged you and you place your chin on his forehead. "Im proud of you, Lo'ak. You did well!", you smiled widely at the young boy. "You believed in me, I couldnt fail you!", Loak responded. He rushed back, joining his brother, Neteyam who offered show him something. You smiled. They made you want children of your own.

Jake and Neytiri looked at you lovingly, they appreciated the fact you were the second mother when they weren't around. You were so fascinated by the sea, you didn't hear Neytiri walking behind you. You felt someone touch you and was frightened. You reacted quickly.

"Mawey Y/n, it's just me!", your heartbeat slowed down in seconds. "Neytiri! It's You! You frightened me!", you said quickly which resulting in a smile from her. You looked in awe. Yes, you've seen her smile beside but her smile was different for it was the smile she used when she is with Jake. It was mesmerising.

" We need to talk...in private.", she whispered. You were afraid. Was she leaving ? She couldn't leave now, you just made a friend. She pulled you into the marūi and sat you down. Your heart was beating fast, your head began to feel light. Neytiri saw that you were unease and took her sat behind you.

She lifted your chin to look at her. " I just wanted to say thank you for taking good care of our children when we are not nearby. We really appreciate everything you do. So... I wanted to give you a little gift of thanks."

You hugged her tightly with your hand around her small waist and the tension between the two females began to rise. She cupped your ass causing you to moan and she took the opportunity to kiss you. She licked the bottom of your lips asking for access which you granted. Your knees began to buckle. You slowly fall to the ground. Neytiri keeled down to kiss you once again. You fell to your back and she reached for your sensitive breasts.

You pushed her away feeling guilty. How would Jake feel if he saw you two like this? But you had to be selfish for once. Is it the right thing to do? Yes. I would be fine.

She crawled onto her lap and started grinding yourself on her. You kissed her sloppily and she untied your top and you did the same. You both moaned at the sensation of your nipples rubbing against hers. You were having the time of your life until Jake returned from a hunt with Tonowari.

Your heart jumps out of your chest but Neytiri didn't stop sucking on your neck, making a moan slip out off your mouth. You hid your face in Neytiri's neck. Jake's laughter echoes throughout the marūi. "Neytiri, were you so much you could wait to give her our 'gift'?", he asked. "She's hypnotic, Ma Jake. She's just so adorable so I couldnt help myself!", she said. You looked confused. They planned this all along?

Confusion plastered across your face. "Don't worry, baby girl! Just accept our little gift for being a good girl for us. You nodded in response. Jake kissed you angrily. During the kiss you felt Neytiri pull off your loincloth while you were still in her lap. Her fingers slipped inside of you. You jolted in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"You're so tight, are you a virgin?", Neytiri asked softly. " Yes... I am a virgin.", you said trying to hold back the moans from your mouth. Neytiri kissed your clit and attacking your sloppy cunt. Jake held the sides of your head, lining up his huge cock with your mouth. "It's okay, princess. Just take your little time, I don't mind!", Jake stated. His dick was barely half way down your throat yet you were still gagging. He was literally growing in your mouth. Neytiri bit gently on your clit which causes you to take him even further in. Jake moaned.

" Ahh fuck baby! You're taking my cock so well. You sure you're a virgin? You give real good head!", his praises made you wetter and Neytiri could feel it. He pushed two of her fingers and curled them inside of you. Jake began to twitch for your moans send vibration down to his cock. You felt a knot in your stomach untie and came all over Neytiri's face. She still continued to eat you out, you couldn't take it anymore. It felt so different from your fingers.

Jake continued to thrust harder in your mouth, he poured his jizz down your now sore throat and slowly pulled out. You panted hardly believe I just did that!", you said in shock. " It is not over yet, sweet thing.", he said as he lined up his huge cock with your soaked pussy. Neytiri kissed you to distract you from the pain for the breaking of your hymen. You gasped into the kiss feeling the immense pain.

Jake kissed on your forehead and brings his hand down to your clit. His thumb is moving side to side at a swift pace making you whimper under him. The pressure from him rubbing on your clit is too much. That feeling on your tummy is getting tighter, threatening to snap at any minute.

"Don't cum yet baby!" “Fuck i’m gonna put a pretty baby in you, m'kay?.” Jake grunted with his eyes focused on the way your cunt sucks him in. His words send you over the edge. Your juices sprayed all over his rock hard abs and onto your stomach. “That’s what i’m talkin' about- fuck! You're taking me s'good princess!”

Neytiri sucked on your breast earning a loud moan from you. You couldn't take it anymore. " Ma Jake please-- ahh-- make me cum--destroy my insides!", Jake continued to move swiftly inside your hypersensitive cunt. Neytiri reached for your clit again and squeezed it hard. The knot in your stomach broke making you squirt all over Jake's cock.

You smiled at the two in front of you and placed a kiss on each of their noses. "I enjoyed my gift, thank you Ma Jake and Ma Neytiri.", you said before you fell asleep in Jake's strong arms as Neytiri played with your hair.

[snugglebug-mj-blog]

The eldest daughter who wasn't wanted

Sully family x oldest daughter reader

(the Dushnikh clan are around 10-12 ft)

Chapter 1 ~after 16 years ~

(I am rewriting this story)

~present time~

For the past 16 years y/n was raised with At'ok by Zo'ile and Neymar, no one cared that she looked different, she brought nothing but good luck to the clan. To the clan y/n was a blessing sent from eywa. Mo'at would come by from time to time to see her granddaughter and tell her about her siblings, y/n never cared enough to ask why she her ' parents ' didn't want her because she was loved and cared for by everyone in the clan. Her adopted family, her grandmothers and the clan has been there for every big milestone. Anytime she would start doubting her self everyone would prove her wrong.

Y/n sat in the tsahìks tent helping Leyra and zo'ile tend to the sick and injured, Leyra looked down at the teenager with care in her eyes

"Ma y/n are you ok my Hì'i 'aw( little one)?" Leyra asked as the sick child she was helping fell asleep. Y/n nodded

"Yes grandmother Leyra, I'm just thinking about going out to fly and pick some more herds while I'm out, also there's something in the breeze so I'm going to fly around and see what's out there" y/n said as she gently placed a light/thin blanket over a sleeping hurt elder.

Leyra smiled at y/n, "alright ma Hì'i 'aw (little one)." Leyra said smiling

Zo'ile came over and gently patted her daughters head "please take your horn, even though you have stormy, you still might need help. Yes she is big but you never know ma 'ite (daughter)" Zo'ile said as she smiled down at her daughter.

(Think of this size difference. Love gyomei)

Y/n laughed slightly "Sa'nok! (Mother!) I'll be fine but I will take my horn" y/n said gently grabbing her mother's hand and placed it in her check making Zo'ile smile and gently kiss her childs forehead.

Y/n waved good bye to her grandmother and mother as she ran out of the hut. Y/n greeted everyone she passed as she made her way to the ikran landing.

"Off on another adventure Hì'i tsamsiyu (little warrior) ((couldn't find a name for adventurer))" a elder asked as y/n ran past. Y/n came to a stop

"yes sir, I'm going to get some herbs and I feel something off so I want to investigate" y/n said the elder nodded as he saw the horn on her hip

"Be safe Hì'i tsamsiyu (little warrior)." The elder bowed his head

Y/n bowed back before continuing on her way to the ikran landing before she could call her ikran she was picked up making her yelp. Y/n looked up to see her big brother At'ok

"Tsawl tsmukan! (Big brother!)" Y/n said cheerfully making At'ok smile before putting her down

"Hey Hì'i tsmuke (little sister), going out?" At'ok asked crouching down to his sister's eye level, he knows it makes her mad so he wanted to tease her.

Y/n huffed before gently pushing making him lose his balance making him fall on his rear, At'ok huffed up at his little sister making her chuckle slightly

"Yep! About to go flying around. Something's up

I can feel it in the breeze." Y/n said reaching out to help her brother back to his feet At'ok took her small hand and got back up.

"Do you have your horn?" At'ok asked with a serious tone y/n smiled and rolled her eyes

"Yes big brother, you are as protective as everyone else in this clan" y/n teased but saw how serious At'ok was she placed a hand on his forearm "Tsawl tsmukan (big brother) I will be fine, I have my horn and If I need help I will call." Y/n said trying to reassure her brother.

At'ok gently grabbed y/ns hand "Hì'i tsmuke (little sister) should I stay just in case, Sempul (father) would understand why I didn't meet him half way." At'ok asked y/n shock her head.

"No At'ok, Sempul (father) needed you to meet him half way. We have warriors here, I can handle my own until they come. I promise I'll be ok Tsawl tsmukan (big brother). Plus I have stormy!" Y/n said with a smile as a large irkan landed behind the two.

At'ok looked at his sister before looking up at the large irkan that towered over both of them.

At'ok smiled as stormy leaned down as he reached up to pet y/ns ikran.

"Take care of my sister Stormy" At'ok said as the ikran purred loudly and rubbed her head against y/n.

Y/n smiled before climbing on the back of the purple great leonopteryx "go meet Sempul (father) At'ok I'll be fine" y/n said smiling down at her brother who nodded.

"Great mother bless you sister" At'ok said as y/n and Stormy flew off.

~ about 30 minutes later~

Y/n had noticed some animals avoiding a certain area so she had stormy land a bit far away. Y/n got off the ikran before sending her to scout the area from above. Y/n moved through the swamp water, high grass and trees trying to see what's got the animals afraid, when she was high in a tree only to see a group of 7 members of Omaticaya na'vi with 3 humans.

Y/n saw her grandmother shaking her head no as the 'leader' of the Omaticaya clan talked to her

"Mo'at please just tell us which way to go" the leader begged the elder who just shook her head

"I can not help you because I am lost my self, You didn't listen to me this is your own fault Jake Sully" Mo'at hissed at the male.

The leaders of Omaticaya and human adults started talking as the children sat down to rest.

Y/n felt a growl in her throat but she didn't release it she needed to keep under cover so she could watch from afar, but she did let a animal call out to let her grandmother know she was here.

Mo'ats ear twitched before smiling and looking towards the sound, she couldn't see her granddaughter but her granddaughter could see her.

Mo'at knew the group was tired some where hurt she wanted to prove Jake wrong, but the group needed help.

Mo'at looked up at the tree before making the same sound and eyeone looked at her

"Mother what are you-" neytiri was cut off when a na'vi landed in front of Mo'at.

The group was ready to fight but Mo'at spoke "Mawey (calm) everyone Mawey, she won't hurt anyone" Mo'at spoke.

Everyone looked at the tan na'vi in front of them

She looked exactly like a teenaged neytiri but with tan skin.

"Mama is that our sister?" Tuk asked

All the sully children looked at the na'vi they have seen only two photos of her.

One with her when she was just literally a week old and one grandmother had showed them.

They finally get to meet their big sister.

Neytiri grasped a hold of Jakes arm before slowly walking closer to y/n.

"After 16 years, I finally get to see my oldest daughter again." Jake said as he gently grabbed her arm before he could cup her face she slapped his hand away.

"No touching" y/n hissed

Neytiri walked over "my daughter, it is us your Sa'nok ulte sempul (mother and father)" neytiri whispered

Y/n growled "no you are not, my Sa'nok is back at my village and my Sempul is his way back from a hunt. I am not your daughter now unhand me before you get bitten. Grandmother tell him to let go" y/n hissed

Before anyone could say anything a large irkan landed behind y/n hissing and flapping it's large wings at Jake, making him release y/ns arm and fall on his rear, and a thanator ran to the left side of y/n

The large irkan placed it's head on y/ns right shoulder and the thanator rubbed up against y/ns left hand

"Everyone meet my oldest grandchild y/n." Mo'at said walking up beside y/n and hugging her.

After the hug y/n stared at the group with no emotion in her eyes.

[onskepa]

Stxeli

All of Stxeli chapters and other stuff will be here

A daughter for a daughter

Sister hood

Stxeli: New life

Stxeli: Those eyes

Stxeli: I promise

Stxeli: Lack of instructions

Stxeli: First of many

Stxeli: The stranger

Stxeli: Silly demon

Stxeli: A friend? Suuuuure

ch9 coming soon....

[babyxbluexmoon]

☁︎ their little flower ☁︎

Yandere! Lo'ak! x Human! Stockholm Syndrome! Fem! Reader! x Yandere! Neyetem!

Warnings: Manipulation. Held captive. Brainwash. Care givers. Short. Not proof read.

synopsis : 'your our baby, we have to protect you. Out there is evil, filth, and horrible na'vi. You need us, my love.. our flower..'

"No, she needs to eat that first, not that." Neteyam explained to Lo'ak who hummed in reply. They entered their shaved cave like home that the Sully brothers did up specially for a special someone. They had just snuck some 'human food' from the labs and now were coming home to delivour and stay. "Flower, we're home!" Lo'ak called out, bit hearing no one they looked at eachother with concerned gazes.

The brothers put the food down and began frantically searching for their baby, until finally their eyes laid apon her. She stood just outside the back door of the cage, her hair tied back as reached up, collecting fruit from a tree growing in the back. "Syulang(flower)!" Neteyam sighed in relife and they both ran over, making the timy human squeak in reply as the boys leaned down and basically crush her between them, engulphing her in a hug. "Why are you out of the cave..?" Lo'ak asked her with a slightly irritated tone.

"I-In the book you got me from the la-labs.. said fruit is just right to p-pick around th-this time.. I thought maybe I could make us something.." she said softly, her small five fingered hand guestering to the basket full of fruit, and Neteyam couldn't help but smile. Their baby was adorable. "Well thank you, my love. That was very thoughtful." He said, then Lo'ak spoke, "However." He started and cupped her cheek to make her look up at him.

"You do not set foot out of that cave without me, or Neteyam. Understand?" He asked and Y/n nodded, "alright.. I'm sorry. But may I still use the fruit?" She asked and they nodded, "Of course, Tiny." With that the boys lead her inside with her basket, both feeling rage but didn't want to take it out on their sweet little secret. However, part of them knew that she would never leave... they knew her mind was clouded by lies and torment.  Their lies and torment.

As the males put away the food, Y/n felt her oxygen leaving her lungs, like they did every six hours. Neteyam and Lo'ak tricked the scientists to create a substance for humans to breath na'vi air for a certain amount of time, and kept getting new suplis of it every week. "Air.." she said, panting heavily as she leanton the cave wall. Neteyam rushed over, taking her jaw to make her look up, then forced her to drink the right amount.

She struggled for a moment in his arms, then finally she gasped, leaning into him and he rubbed her back. "It's ok, my dear.. I got you.. I got you.." he reassured as Lo'ak came over with a wood made cup of water. She gratefully took it in her small hands and lifted it to her lips, slowly drinking it. Their eyes alone basically devoured her, and she was so oblivious to it.

"Hey baby.. would you ever run away.. from us..?" Lo'ak asked her, kneeling down and cupping her cheek, treating her like he was asking a child is they took the last cookie. "Hm? N-no.. I belong here.." she said, and Neteyam came behind her, tilting her head up to look at him. "Good girl.. you are our precious.. right?" He asked as Lo'ak leaned forward, planting a kiss on her chest.

"Ye-yes of course.." she reassured him, her mind to boggled, too lost, to gone to realise their sweet, caring words were just extra bits of manipulation ti make her mind fall deeper and deeper into a illusion of lies. "Good.. because you are ours. Ours forever.." Lo'ak finished, biting down on her throat, making the girl gasp which was soon muffled by Neteyams lips on hers. "Our flower..".

[zafrinaxyz]

secret hideaway

[luxthestrange]

Avatar Incorrect quotes#31 HUMAN GO YEET-

Jake: DONT.LET.ANYONE.DARE.Y/N- Y/n has no survival skills, their need to win has replaced them-

Neytiri: That can’t be true...

Jake: Watch this-

Jake: Hey, Y/n, race you to the bottom of the treehouse!-

You jump out of bed, running past Neytiri and Jake... 

Y/n*Throws themselves off the tree house*

Neytiri*Eyes widen at the horror at seeing the tiny human sibling jake do as he warmed her*...

-Below the treehouse-

Y/n:..I WON LOSER!-I'M OKAY I LANDED ON SOMEONE STURDY!-

Tsu'tey*Who was carrying fruits and instead stares at you who fell in his arms*...

Y/n*Looking at him with a grin*...has anyone ever told you got beautiful eyes?

Tsu'tey*Scowling at you*...You're dangerous to yourself...Jakesully's home is unfit to house you...

Y/n*Is becoming fluent in Tsu'tey*...Oh, you're asking me to move in with you!-

[dantakeyoman]

Neteyam Has Something Important To Tell You As You Patch Him Up (SFW)

Reader is Fem! Omaticaya

CW: fluff, Neteyam is smooth asf, little bit of blood, Neteyam is a simp, Mo’at is an awesome wing-woman, Utral Aymokriyä is where Jake and Neytiri mated

“Be sure that mushroom is ground well, (y/n). We will need it when the hunting party return,” Mo’at instructed, implying the bioluminescent fungi that sat next to you.

You nodded firmly, placing the plant into something that was the earthly equivalent of a mortar and pestle, and promptly starting your work.

You loved your job as a healer, and took it very seriously. Even more so since, recently, Mo’at has been giving you lessons in perfecting your craft.

The right way to turn your wrist when grinding ingredients, how one’s blood can tell their origins, better methods to connect with Eywa.

Because of her, you have become 10x the better healer than you were before, and you were beyond thankful.

Throughout your childhood, you had dreamed of becoming a healer and helping your people. But once you met a certain Sully, who was next in line for Olo’eyktan, that dream slightly warped throughout the years.

Of course you still wanted to heal your people, there was no doubt about that. But instead of being a healer, you wanted to be the healer.

His healer.

“Not too much, (y/n). You don’t want the paste to be too thin,” Mo’at calmly reminded, keeping her eyes on her own grinding.

You snapped yourself out of it, slightly embarrassed that you let yourself become so lost in thought.

“Sorry,” you apologized, quickly putting the bowl down.

“Is there something on your mind, child?” she asked, a slight smirk on her face.

Just by your flustered face, she could tell what you were thinking about. 

Or rather, who.

She wasn’t blind to how you looked at Neteyam, or how Neteyam looked at you. She had known about your feelings for each other since you were children. 

And since her grandson was fast approaching the age where he would become Olo’eyktan, she figured refining your healing abilities would improve your candidacy for Tsahik.

Not like anyone else held a candle to you in Neteyam’s eyes anyway.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I am just-.” You suddenly remembered why you had busied yourself with medicine-making in the first place.

“Nervous for the hunting party,” you told a hafl-truth, sighing as you picked up the next mushroom, dropping it in the bowl.

Jake was letting Neteyam lead the hunting party for the first time.

And to say you were nervous was an understatement.

“He will be fine. His father taught him well. And he has a fine healer waiting for him at home,” she knowingly smiled, pouring this small satchel of powder into her bowl.

You blushed, focusing back to your bowl at the woman’s implications.

Surely you hadn’t made it that obvious.

And by the grace of Eywa, the familiar scent of the man you love ( he had completed Iknimaya a while ago ) filled the healing room.

“Grandmother! (y/n)! You must come and see what we have brought back. You will never believe it’s size!” Neteyam exclaimed as he quickly opened the tent flaps, his voice beaming with happiness

You quietly laughed to yourself at his excited manner, feeling foolish for ever being worried in the first place.

You giddily turned around, only to be met with his proud, bloody-faced smile.

“Neteyam!” you worriedly gasped, frantically getting up an rushing over to him.

He had large scratches on his cheek, and one big slash on his chest, all of which left large stains of blood on his skin.

You quickly, and carefully, held his face in your hands, ignoring his insisting that he was fine as you turned it to see if there was any more damage. 

“Are you alright? Does it hurt?”

Neteyam smiled to himself, stupidly, relishing in the feeling of your soft hands on his face.

He could feel himself heating up just by your closeness. And by this distance, he could see every beautiful feature on your face perfectly.

“Why are you smiling? This is serious! Please, sit down,” you ordered, taking your hands from his face and grabbing his forearm, walking him in the middle of the room and sitting him down.

Mo’at smiled, carefully placing her bowl on the floor and standing up. “I shall give you two a moment.”

And with that, she walked out the room, but not without shooting you a wink before closing the flaps.

You sighed, grabbing the bowl she put down and sitting in front of Neteyam.

“It does not hurt as bad as you think. Truly,” he smiled, your fussing over him making something stir inside his stomach.

“Well pain or not, I must put this on your wounds so they may heal properly,” you dismissed, scooping up a small glob of paste with your two fingers.

When you looked back up at him, you realized that you were too far away. In order for this medicine to work, it must be rubbed in well.

Neteyam looked at you, confused, as you took a deep breath, quickly sitting yourself in his lap, practically straddling him.

His breath hitched.

He had never had his crush sit on top of him before. Hell, you had never even been this close to him before.

Every part of him that was touching you was now heating up by the second, so much so that he’d thought he’d burn.

But looking at your face, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world, like you had done this a million times before.

“I’m sorry, but I have to rub this in correctly,” you apologized, beginning to massage the paste into the cuts on his face.

“I have no complaints,” he smiled, resting his hands on your waist so you wouldn’t fall off.

When you got to a particularly large cut, he winced, the paste making the wound sting.

You smirked, giving him a soft flick on the forehead. “I know the future Olo’eyktan is not taken down by a little medicine.”

He smirked off the pain, looking you right in the eyes. “Never.”

You chuckled, moving on to next cut, when the mention of the position reminded you of your thoughts earlier.

But your thoughts soon turned for the worse. 

“You are going to become Olo’eyktan soon. How do you feel?” you asked emptily, placing your two paste covered fingers on his chest.

He was concerned with your sudden mood change, but also loved the way your fingers felt on his skin, sending another stir to his stomach.

“It is exciting. And scary at the same time. I have so much to live up to,” he truthfully answered, looking down at himself.

You scooped some more paste on your fingers, giving him a quick glance.

“Well, you are not alone. You will have a Tsahik,” you sadly smiled, halting your massages on his wound.

You did not want to cry in front of him, but the tears were beginning to well.

“We have many that will surely be a good fit. Eyati is a strong hunter. And beautiful, too.”

It all clicked for Neteyam.

That was why you looked so sad. You believed he was going to chose someone else as his mate ( like he would ever ).

Amused, he laughed, slightly offended that you would ever think that anyone could take your place in his heart.

“What is so funny?” you asked softly, looking at him sad eyes, quite hurt that he was laughing.

He smiled, cupping your cheek in his hand. 

“You talk of me mating with another woman as you sit in my lap, massaging my chest. My love, that is funny.”

My love?

His thumb caressed your cheek as he pulled you in closer, resting his forehead on yours.

“(y/n), I see no one better fit than you to be my Tsahik. You may not be a strong hunter, but you are a strong healer. And more beautiful than any woman I have ever seen. Eyati may be a good fit, but you are the one I wish to mate with, not her,” Neteyam spoke sincerely, his eyes not leaving you for a moment.

You were flustered to say the least.

You’d never thought you’d hear those words coming out of his mouth. And boy, did it sound amazing when they did.

“(y/n)...I see you,” he finished, smiling as you cupped his cheek, placing his hand on top of yours.

“I see you, Neteyam,” you smiled back, a few happy tears managing to slide down your cheeks.

That was all he needed before he roughly kissed you, pulling you in by the nape of your neck.

You kissed just as roughly, moving your hands down to his chest as he tilted his head, getting better angle on you.

He wrapped his tail around your thigh, you doing same, trying to keep each other as close together as possible.

But sooner or later, you had to breath.

The both of you separated, panting with smiles on your face as you rested on each other’s forehead again.

“Forget dinner. I want to take you to Utral Aymokriyä right now,” Neteyam seductively growled, wrapping you in his arms and standing up, twirling you around the room.

“Neteyam! You still have to heal!” you blushed, resting your hands on his chest as you buried your face in his shoulder in embarrassment.

[strongheartneteyam]

perfect for me.

pairing: dilf!jake sully x younger!female!curvy!reader

cw: jake's belly being delicious as always, praising kink, established relationship, age gap relationship, p in v, creampie, slight breeding kink, intimacy, jake grunting, missionary position, use of "babygirl"

na'vi words: oeyä muntxate (my mate)

not proofread bc I'm sleepy and I have laundry to do lol love you guys 💕

jake's belly crashing against your own soft belly, making sweet clapping noises as he thrusts deep into you. his balls are heavy with cum, ready to breed his perfect little mate. "you're so perfect, babygirl" jake whispers in your ear, his voice hoarse and sexy as the swollen tip of his cock hits your womb and you moan loudly, inebriated with pleasure. "fuck, your pussy is clenching around me." he ruts harder into you this time "you're so..." jake grunts, so fucking drunk on your cunt "so fucking perfect for me, oeyä muntxate." his heavy balls hit your pussy again and again until he cums deep inside of you, filling you up to the very brim with his big load of thick, warm cum. when he takes his cock out of your entrance, his seed spills out of your used hole and you are just like you were always meant to be: his good little slut <3

♡

Taglist:

@criticallybella

@yeosxxx

[ladylaviniya]

AVATAR: THE NEW MISSION MASTERLIST

Story Summary: After failing his mission to hunt down Jake Sully, Miles Quaritch is given a new mission. Let’s just say you’re not the most co-operative na’vi native and Quaritch loves to put you in your place.

Story Warnings: 18+ Dead Dove Do Not Eat, Non-Con, Dubious Consent, Manipulation, Age Gap, Colonisation, Bondage, Alien Sex, Pregnancy, Breeding Kink.

Pairing: Recom!Miles Quaritch X Na'vi Reader

Author Notes:

★This story has been published in the past on Tumblr on my old account @milknhonies-old-account since I have created a newer account I am reposting this story here.

★I would like to express the knowledge that I do not approve or perform of any of the actions the characters of this fanficition demonstrate.

★This story might be alarming and severely upsetting for people who have had experiences with rape, colonisation, abuse, traumatic births and mental manipulation.

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★This story is not fit for every viewers eyes and it will be glorifying acts of trauma and characters that shouldn't be in reality.

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[wishuroses]

.⠀ ݁ ⸜⸜ 𓂃 𓇼 crybaby, neteyam sully.

✶ pairings: neteyam x omatikaya!reader

✶ warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, reader is emotional but cheeky tey is here to save the day, can be read as platonic but with the way he speaks it might as well be romantic, uppercase intended!

✶ word count: 581

✶ na’vi glossary: sänui – failure.

✶ a/n: thought i was about to fall into having writers block or something but all i needed to do was listen to music LOL i am so sleepy. happy reading :-)

“You, child, are truly a disgrace! The only thing the Great Mother has ever disappointed me with is you. Sänui.”

“The children of our clan cry less than you.”

You already knew your mother was about to burst, judging from her clenched jaw and anger practically radiating off her every time you lingered near. You didn’t understand why she didn’t understand that you only cried because of her.

“Leave. Don’t come back until eclipse. Incompetent child.”

That was how you ended up here, your back against the bark of a tree, forest floor lighting up beautifully beneath your weakened limbs. You felt numb, to put it short, your vision blurring with salty tears as you stared ahead, the sound of flora and fauna nulling into nothingness.

Even the sharp snap of a nearby stick didn’t deter you from your trance-like state. Neteyam called your name once, twice, and with a tug to your arm you finally looked over at him, eyes glazed over and not fully in your mind just yet.

“Oh, hey Neteyam.” Your voice was soft, barely above a whisper, pitifully raspy from sobbing your eyes out. After a beat of silence, you were sure you had to repeat yourself, straightening your slouch and readying your chapped lips, until Neteyam cut you right off.

“Are you.. alright?” Oh. He must’ve seen the faraway look in your eyes, nearly masked by the red puffiness that surrounded them.

The question was innocent, simple, anything you’d ask a friend who seemed down. Yet it still managed to strike you right in the heart, tugging at your chest until a sob bubbled from up your throat and out your mouth like hot syrup.

You thought you were fine a few seconds ago, nearly done with your pity party. Why are you crying all over again, now that Neteyam’s here? Your hot tears ran down the slope of your cheek as you sniffled uncontrollably, face flushed a pretty purple from embarrassment.

Neteyam was quiet the entire time, only opting to shuffle closer to you and wrap an arm around your shaking shoulders, squeezing you every few moments.

After he felt like you were calming down, he ran a hand through your braids, tucking your head in the crook of his neck. “Tell me,” he started, accent heavy and voice rumbling from his chest, “what seems to be troubling you, my heart?”

“My mother, she– I–” You gasped out desperately. “She thinks something’s wrong with me, calls me a sänui. Thinks I cry too much… I guess.” The explanation felt like it made no sense when it came out of your mouth, making everything you just cried about feel silly.

“And you believe what she says?”

A second passed, then another, and another–

Neteyam sighed and gently knocked his forehead against your temple. “You are perfect, truly. Nothing short of it.” Your mouth formed a pout, brows furrowed when you felt the faucet in your eyes turn steadily. “The Great Mother has blessed me with someone like you, and I thank her every waking moment–truthfully.”

He tucked a stray braid behind your ear. Your cheeks flush at the action.

“Teyam.. are you trying to make me sad again?”

“You can be a bit of a crybaby.” He pinched your flushed cheeks, making you squirm and playfully slap his hand away. A grumbled ‘tey’ made its way from your mouth, making his ears perk up while mirth shone in his honeyed eyes.

“But you’re my crybaby.”