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strongheartneteyam · 1 year ago

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[ credits of the Neteyam pic go to @cinetrix ]

Champagne Problems

Part 3

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader

CW: reader overthinking way too much, trust issues all around, a bunch of angst, interspecies relationship, sexual tension, sexual content, past relationship trauma, commitment issues, reader feeling unlovable, unprotected sex, cowgirl position, exophilia, size kink, creampie, dominant reader, sub neteyam, use of "good boy", slight degradation kink, sex under rain (don't ask lol), territorial and possessive neteyam, neteyam wants to make reader his mate

Hi, my cute readers <3 I haven't posted an actual full smut in a good while lol Took me some time to write this chapter, ngl, but I kinda like the result. I always fantasized about dominating Neteyam so, today I HAD to finally write my fantasies down lol if y'all like the way I write dominant reader x sub neteyam, I can maybe write more smuts like this in the future. Lemme know what you think in the comments. It always makes me happy to read your words of love and encouragement. I love every single one of you. I don't have much to say now because I'm feeling pretty sad and idk... I just wanted to thank y'all for all the support you give me. You guys are truly precious to me. You'll never know how much. Here's a virtual hug to y'all 🥰

Slightly proofread.

Part 2: I know you're dying to meet me

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I know you wanna slip under my armor

See, everywhere I go I got a million different people trynna hit it

But I'm still alone in my mind

I know you're dying to meet me

But I can just tell you this

Baby, as soon as you meet me

You'll wish that you never did

Alone (Halsey)

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Your heart was beating dangerously fast and you could not speak. Neteyam had a power over you, whether you liked admitting it or not. He had you weak in the knees for him as he kept you imprisoned between his tall, broad body and the big tree behind you.

How was he making you so vulnerable? You hadn't felt like that when it came to guys in so long. You feared what that feeling could mean.

Neteyam knelt on the ground so you could look at him without hurting your neck.

"Sevin tawtute…" (pretty human) "I want you so bad. All of you, syulang…" (flower) "I know you want me too. You came and you're here with me. There's no need to play hard to get anymore."

Fighting against the rational part of your brain, you let your desire for him take over and moved your hand until it touched his chest, your fingers tracing his mesmerizing stripes that were a shade of blue darker than the rest of his skin.

"That's right, tawtute" Neteyam cooed, his breath faltering, your delicate touch giving him a rush of adrenaline, making him want you even more than he already did "Surrender to me."

You kept your hand on his warm chest and looked up at his face with eyes that were obviously bewitched by him as your mouth hanged slighty open. You could not hide what you felt anymore. Neteyam could tell how much you wanted that too, how much your body was calling for him as much as his body called for yours.

Neteyam looked deep inside your eyes with his big golden ones and grabbed you roughly by the waist, his huge hands squeezing you tight. His gaze never left yours. Neteyam kept your bodies together by holding you firmly against him. You felt like the air in your lungs was slipping away. You got even more breathless when he rubbed his hard cock against your pussy, making you give out a breathy, low moan.

His cock was still covered by his loincloth but you could feel it really well as he pressed it over your entrance. The thin fabric didn't do much to conceal his need. God, was he big…. Big is not even the word for it. And thick too. Your juices were leaving you all sticky between the legs.

It started raining. You had always loved when it rained while you were at the beach back on Earth and it was not different here on Pandora. You loved to go inside the Metkayina sea and feel water all around you, coming from below and above.

It was cold now. You wanted Neteyam's warmth but didn't wanna ask for it. You were cold and his huge na'vi body would help you get warm.

Maybe it wouldn't be that bad if you gave in to him. You were already there, in front of his hammock. You came to meet him, right? So you might as well give him what he wants. Sex. Isn't that what all guys want? The only thing they want? To fuck you and then leave you alone crying, if you're foolish enough to fall for them? At least that's how it had been for you all your life. You weren't even sure if you still believed somebody could ever fall in love with you. Or fall in love and stay. You didn't know. You were shivering with the cool water falling over your skin, giving you goosebumps and it was hard to think straight.

"You're cold, yawntutsyìp." Neteyam looked worried "Come. Let's lay on my hammock together and I'll keep you warm."

You thought twice before accepting it. But you ended up giving in and letting him take you by the hand and lead you to his huge hammock. You looked at it and realized how humongous it was compared to the hammocks that were made for humans. There were some back in the laboratory.

When the both of you stopped in front of his hammock, you took a good look at Neteyam's body. It was now even sexier with the drops of rain rolling down his toned chest and abdomen. You watched as the droplets fell through his thick thighs too. You had to admit he was fucking hot and you truly understood why he was so popular with girls. But that could also mean he was full of himself. You didn't know him well, you two had seen each other many times before but only from some distance. Neteyam had never talked to you before that night, even though you had noticed him looking at you many times when you had to go do some scientific researches on his tribe and he was around with his siblings. You never paid that much attention to it, though. You were used to guys looking at you. Not to be cocky or anything but you had been called "pretty" all your life and you knew you were attractive to many guys out there. Neteyam was just one of them, even if he stood out among the other na'vi for his uncommon beauty and you did, yes, feel drawn to him.

You watched Neteyam laying down on his hammock, his thick, fleshy thighs spreading over its surface. The stripes all over his thighs caught your attention again. You didn't understand why but you felt extremely attracted to his stripes. They made him exotic, different from what you're used to, unique… Looking at his beautiful dark blue stripes made you wanna bite his thighs.

You looked at him, still nervous but soon enough you gave in and laid next to him, by his side, your body pressing against his. Neteyam rapidly put his arm around your shoulders and, as his arms were huge compared to the ones of a human, his arm covered all of your torso too. You felt a little less cold now.

"You're so tense, tawtute. Relax, hm? Here, lemme make it better."

Neteyam took your face inside his huge hand, its warmth spreading all over your cheek as he got his mouth close to yours and softly kissed your lips. He took your lips inside his mouth slowly but eagerly and you felt pleasure creeping in all over your pussy. You finally started relaxing and a moan escaped your lips when his tongue touched yours and massaged it softly, over and over. Neteyam took that as a green flag that meant he could be bolder now.

He started to hike up your light violet dress that was soaked by the rain, exposing your thighs to him. Neteyam ran his hand up and down your left thigh "Hmm, tawtute… You're so fucking perfect. Damn, I can't believe you're here in my arms."

"Neteyam?" You said, out of breath

"Yeah?" His eyes were still fixated on your thighs

"Can I try something?"

"What do you mean?" Neteyam questioned

"I wanna dominate you, Neteyam. I wanna ride your cock." Your eyes were now seductive as you stared at him, your expression serious but alluring

Neteyam was caught by surprise. He did not expect you to say those words. But it did not mean he didn't like hearing them.

"Ah, baby… That's how I wanna see you. I wanna see you showing me your wild side. Wanna see my tawtute let go of her worries and just enjoy this night with me." a smile full of satisfaction adorned his beautiful full lips

You knew that meant he wanted to be dominated by you.

As you started taking your dress off, Neteyam's eyes were glued on your body. He wanted to feel every inch of you. He was in love with every single part of your body.

Neteyam watched you slid your panties down your legs and sit on top of him. You started rubbing your soaking wet pussy on his hard cock, still covered by his loincloth, and he whimpered at the friction. You didn't care about your worries anymore. All you wanted was to feel that huge, delicious cock inside of you.

"You're gonna have to take this off for me. I have no idea how to take your loincloth off. Seems complicated to put on." Your fingers grabbed the string of his loincloth and you were smiling and looking at him

He smiled widely, a dirty look on his face "That shouldn't be a problem. Give me a second, syulang."

Neteyam took his loincloth off with ease as he was more than used to putting it on and taking it off every single day. You thought the way he did that was so fucking enticing. Damn, every single thing that alien boy did was attractive in your eyes.

Once his cock was out and it moved back, towards his abdomen, you felt something primal coming over you. You wasted no time. In a second you were already on top of him, taking his big blue cock inside your small hand and burying it inside of you. Neteyam groaned when he felt your gummy, wet walls squeezing his girthy cock.

"Hmmghh…" You couldn't help but moan because of his size

"I know, tawtute… You feel so fucking good too…" He mewled

Neteyam's cock was so big it reached the tip of your womb every time you rode him. It hurt you but it felt so insanely good at the same time. You knew your pussy would feel bruised and used the next morning but you wanted that. You wanted to spend the whole day being reminded of how Neteyam's huge cock had been deep inside of you.

You could not stop grinding on him. You loved knowing he was so desired by so many girls but tonight he was only yours. That made you feel hot since you knew you were pretty enough to not only get his attention but to make him spend all that time back in the party trying to get you. And he did. He got you good.

Neteyam cupped both your breasts and squeezed them gently

"So fucking soft, oeyä tawtute…" (my human) "Just like I thought they would be."

You put your hands over his four finger hands and kept them there while you kept moving your hips, riding him like that cock was all you ever needed in your life. Your eyes were closed, as your chin was up and your mouth hanged open, pleasure driving you crazy.

"You don't know how hot you look riding me like this with the rain falling over your skin, your hair all wet… Eywa… I'll make you mine, tawtute. I won't let you be with anyone else ever again."

Neteyam's territorial side was showing itself, he felt possessive over you just like you were his mate already. And that's exactly what he wanted you to be. Neteyam wanted to make you his forever. He wanted to own your body and your soul, to own all of you.

Neteyam's desire for you drove him wild. You could see his animalistic side taking over him. And you loved it. You fucking loved it so much. It made your pussy clench around his cock.

"Yeah? You like how I ride this big cock, Neteyam? Did any na'vi girl ever ride you as well as I do?" You kept moving your hips and rubbing your pussy on him simultaneously. It gave you an enormous amount of pleasure since you were stimulating your clit at the same time you were feeling his cock inside of you.

"No, tawtute. You're better than any na'vi girl." He cried in pleasure "I only want your ‘ekxin little pussy from now on." (tight) "Only want you."

You grinned, devilish, and put your hand on his large neck "Who's my good boy?"

Neteyam's eyes were closed and his lips were parted as he was completely taken over by the way you were dominating him. Nobody had ever done that before, it was a new territory to him. He was used to dominating all the na'vi girls he had ever had sex with.

"I am. I am your good boy, yawne."

Damn, you got Neteyam calling you "yawne".

You chuckled "Yeah, you are, pretty boy. You're so good for me."

Riding his huge, thick cock felt like fucking Paradise. You were overcome with sheer lust. Neteyam wasn't the only one who was feeling animalistic. Humans were animals just like the na'vi and at that moment you were following your deepest instincts. You felt like a bitch in heat, all for him.

"Oh, oeyä tawtute… I'm gonna cum. Wanna cum inside your pretty, ‘ekxin pussy."

"Then cum for me, my needy, cocky boy. You're so fucking cocky but you're nothing when you're vulnerable like this under me." You laughed lowly, feeling proud of yourself for making such a mess out of that pretty alien boy

Neteyam came hard inside your pussy, a big load of his thick, warm seed painting your inner walls. It felt so good. Having his cum inside your pussy, feeling a little bit of it leaking out of your entrance because of how much he came… Fuck... your pussy started clenching around him again.

You watched as Neteyam breathed heavily under you, his chest quickly going up and down.

You didn't notice when it had happened but the rain had stopped falling.

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@neteluvr (you still haven't answered my comment asking if you wanted to be tagged but since u seemed to love the first chapter... teehee 💕)

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lulublack90 · 10 months ago

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Prompt 26 - Transfiguration

@jegulus-microfic March 26 Word count 1000

Previous part First part

“Sirius, I told you not to try and put your own eyeliner on without me,” Remus told him between fits of laughter.

“You look like a sad panda!” Regulus was almost useless at this point. His laughter shook his entire frame, and he was struggling to breathe.

“Oi, sod off then!” Sirius sulked.

“Sirius, wait!” Regulus called, getting his laughter under control. “Is James there?”

“Yeah. Hang on a sec, and I’ll get him. JAMES!!!” He bellowed, not even bothering to move away from the mirror.

“What’s up, Padfoot? You alright?” Huge guffaws burst from James’s mouth once he caught sight of Sirius’s botched makeup attempt.

“Oh, bugger off, Prongs!” Sirius stormed off. He dropped the mirror on the bed so Regulus and Remus got a lovely view of the ceiling. James grabbed it up, and his face filled the glass.

“Hi, love, you alright? Hi Remus.” He waved.

“Hi,” Remus waved back. Regulus nodded.

“Is Sirius coming back?” He asked.

“Sirius, you coming back or not?” James called just as loudly as Sirius had. They could hear Sirius shuffling back into the room, and he appeared next to James, now free from his makeup.

“I found it,” Regulus smirked. “Took it right out from under Lucius’s nose.” The three of them gawped at him in disbelief.

“Where was it?” Sirius asked.

“In his library on the centre bookcase.”

“Are you kidding?! Godric, he’s an idiot.” Sirius snorted.

“Will he notice it’s gone?” Remus asked seriously.

“I don’t think so. He caught me near it, but I pretended to be really drunk, and he got me out of there, probably scared of his first editions. I used a transfiguration spell of a—on something else there and imbued it with a small amount of dark magic at the same time. I doubt Lucius will be able to tell the difference.”

“Are we meeting at Rosier House tonight, then?” James wanted to know.

“No. Both of my parents are here, and it’s late. If we go out now, it will be suspicious. Mother has meetings or something most of the day tomorrow. So we’ll meet, say, around 9? As long as the coast is clear.”

They made their goodnights, and all went to bed.

Walburga left early the next morning, and so did the boys.

They were surprised to see James, Sirius and Lily already there, waiting for them in the house.

“You’re here early,” Regulus said as he accepted a kiss from James. James shrugged.

“Sirius and I are. That one stayed the night,” He jabbed his thumb at Lily and was hit with a tickling hex. “Worth it,” He gasped.

“Come on then. Spill the beans. Why have you gathered the Thestrals at this ungodly hour?” Evan questioned, stopping Lily and James from going any further. Regulus pulled the diary from his pocket and held it up.

“I found it.” He told them. And when he explained where he found it, Barty chirped in.

“What is with these guys and being such—” Pandora waltzed over and stuffed a cauldron cake in Barty��s mouth as they all knew what had been about to come out of his mouth. He stuck his fingers up but mostly quietly ate his treat.

“So now all we need to do is destroy them?” Lily asked Regulus. He nodded. “Great, I’ll go get the venom.”

“Wait,” He stopped her. “I think we need to take them somewhere to do it. In case something happens when we try and destroy them.”

They sat for a while, thinking of places to go.

“Random field?” Evan suggested.

“If we could properly ward it. But then, if the field is destroyed, how would we cover it up?” Regulus rebutted. They kept coming up against the same problem. If the Horcruxes destroyed the area, how would they hide it?

“What about the forbidden forest?” Remus wondered aloud. “As long as we stay clear of the centaur heard and the acromantula. We should be left alone, and if we destroy a bit of the forest, it’s huge and will regrow itself over what was lost.” Sirius and James both nodded, thinking it was a great idea.

“What do you mean acromantula? Are there actually acromantula in the forest?” Barty and the others had gone slightly paler than usual at the thought of the murderous arachnids.

“We know where they are. As long as we don’t go near the nest, we’ll be fine.” Sirius waved off their fears. “We’ve been in there loads of times and never had a problem.”

“Right, it’s settled then. We meet tomorrow in the forbidden forest.” He looked to James. “Where should we actually meet?”

“Wait in the trees behind Hagrid’s cabin. That’s probably going to be the easiest place to gather, especially if we arrive at different times.” He looked around the room at the seven other people. “I can do this on my own, you know. You can all stay here, and I’ll go on my own.”

“What, and let you take all the glory, fuck off,” Barty smirked.

“Can’t do tomorrow, Reggie,” Sirius spoke up.

“Why not?” Sirius had nothing else to do. He’d been complaining for days that Moody wouldn’t give him an assignment.

“It’s Jamie’s birthday, and we have a date with Monty and Effie.” Regulus spun to look at James, horrified.

“I forgot your birthday.”

“Don’t worry about it. You’ve had a lot on your mind.” James consoled him.

“You guys free in the evening?” Evan asked.

“Yeah. Should be. We’re just having lunch with my parents.” James answered.

“Good. That means you can come to you’re birthday party here.” Pandora beamed at him. She grabbed Lily’s hand. “Come on, dear, let’s go catch some fairies for the lights.” And she skipped out of the room, towing Lily behind her.

“That okay, delaying a day?” James asked Regulus.

“Of course, we’ll go to the forest after.” James beamed at him and scooped him up to plant a kiss on his lips.

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lbcreations-blog · 11 months ago

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can you do headcanons for Emily from Hazbin Hotel dating God's daughter named Pandora who's a complete cinnamon roll and sweetheart?

READ FIRST: OK, I'm changing one thing from this request is the name, I want to keep it a reader type fanfic since I don't do ocs, but I will add a headcanon on the name. I also went off board and did an entire oneshot on how yall met with the headcanons for some fucking reason💀 I apologize for that.

NOT PROOF READ

Masterlist

Oh, so pure, you lovely daughter of God

You were the well-known daughter of God. People rarely saw you due to you always sleeping or working. You would have hanged around with at least the other powerful angels, but you had a lot of work ahead of you a lot of the time, which mainly consisted of working on galaxies that weren't connected to earth.

You would have helped the Elders with their passion project, so to speak, but your father ordered you to work on some random galaxies and then you could only "play" which was what he told you before going into an eternal sleep.

So now here you were 99% done with this galaxy your father told you to work on. You were so excited to finally hang out and meet the angels in heaven only once in a blue moon. Would you visit to say hi for like a day, then go back to working again.

On those days you would come say hi, you would mainly explore the home you missed so much. Now you could do more than that and actually have some good communication.

It took you a bit in this galaxy in your humongous form, being about 145'3 feet tall in your big form you were much much shorter then your father in your big form compared to his which was about 300 feet tall.

Now you were getting one more bit done, and done the galaxy was finally finished now to go home and rest.

You telaported in front of the gates, not wanting to give the residents of heaven a fright from your holy-niss sponding in so suddenly. (You ofcourse sponded in your smol form, which was 7'0 ft tall)

Once telaporting all of heavens elders felt your arrival. While you were just standing there staring at the sleeping st Peter at the podium.

You then telaported behind the man, thinking about having some fun. You put your face near his ear. You then whispered into his ear, "Wake up," St Peter then jolted awake. "W-wha- ah! r-reader, what are you doing here?" St Peter asked in a bit of a frenzy from the fright you gave him.

"Well, first off, say hi jeez, and second off, I'm done with my work, and third off, be happy I'm here. I have not seen you in what? A million years." You told the guy. "Right, sorry, my apologies ma'am you gave me a fright," St Peter replied.

You giggled. "You know I like to have at least a bit of fun, Peter. I get bored from all that work yk" you told the man. "Yeah, yeah, I get it," Peter told you.

"Hello, St. Peter, what seems to be the..." Sera said, flying down and trailing off mid sentence. "Uh! Miss Reader, why do you show us with your presence?" Sera asked, bowing down with a girl beside her doing the same thing.

"Well, I'm finally done with my work soooooooo I'm staying here from now on!" You told Sera. "Well, if you wish your holy-niss," Sera told you. Suddenly, the other girl spoke.

"Hiiii, I'm Emily, but you can call me Em Eme ly E, whatever! Nice to meet you! I'm a Seraphim, but I think you know that! I'm so happy to finally meet you! I've heard so many stories about you!" Emily told you this information happily.

"Well, it's nice to meet you too, Emily! You can just call me by my name reader, " you told her happily.

You and the seraphim walked into heaven and passed the gates. "Wow, this place is beautiful. You guys did well, " you said, looking around in awe. "Well, we like to keep it spick and span," Emily told you and looked at your side veiw.

While walking around with the girl, you held her hand, which made heat rush to Emily's cheeks oh so fast, and maybe a little bit rushed to yours as well.

Yea, I'm ending the oneshot there

Now to the headcanons ig

Headcanons

Emily loves your personality. You guys get along so well.

Due to your absence, Emily has to show you all the new things humans have made and such

You are oh so behind on tech, but you catch up quick

Emily loves to show you around it's so fun

She loves that you get excited at every little thing

She originally thought you would be super strict due to you being so high up so she was not expecting you to be so nice and bubbly

Once she sees your power, she straight up is like,'You have to be my girlfriend now'

She did ask you if you were aware of the exterminations you told her yes in a way because of your powers you could sense when a creation ceases to exist.

She did ask you to help stop it and work on charlies plan or do something, but all you told her is the fact is the earth, the humans, and all that shebang was the angels project, not yours, so no, you could not help. (It's a Canon event😔)

You would take Seras ruling away, but you knew that the angels were your fathers project, so you could not do mutch.

OK, ok, no more depression shit now your confession of love or whatever

She ended up confessing you would have confessed up that you were wating for her to be ready

Of course, when you said yes, she was jumping around really ecstatic about the news

You guys love each other to bits

OK, quick headcanon on the name is literally that she loves it yea that's it

OK yea I'm done

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#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #emily x reader hazbin #emily hazbin hotel #emily x reader #emily #x reader #x reader fanfic #hazbin

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annestie · 1 year ago

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Headcanons for Ma' Yawntu #1

I have a ongoing fic posted on my Ao3 and I have some head-cannons for that au! I've just been collecting them so I thought I would post some because I finally have somewhere to put them. Warning, this will probably have like a ton of spoilers for the current chapters (1-19) in it!

1. Neteyam is not a crier. That's true until he's pregnant. After that it seems tears just want to pour from his eyes.

“I cannot believe this,” Neteyam says. Tears fall down his cheeks, dripping from his chin.

“Ma’ Yawntu, the fruit just fell in the sand. You only need to wash it,” Ao’nung reassures him.

“I know,” Neteyam responds through his tears.

2. Neteyam’s siblings basically live with him half the time. Ao’nung often comes home to all four siblings just hanging out there without Neteyam. They also particularly like to partake in the food Ao'nung and Neteyam have around their marui. The couple noticed this and they began to hunt and gather more food to make sure they always had something.

“Hello people who do not live here,” Ao’nung welcomes the other four.

“Hi!” Tuk says happily back.

“You guys have the best food,” Spider says as he continues munching on a bag of dried meat.

3. Jake had no idea that male na’vi could get pregnant. The moment he found out was when Neteyam said it. That’s why he waited for Neytiri to respond first before doing anything. But because its pandora, Jake just went with it and whatever reaction Neytiri had. Before he thought he only had to worry about Kiri and Tuk, he now worries about Lo’ak and, somewhat, Spider too. Also seriously questioned his decision to not have a longer talk with Neytiri about this.

“Is there anything else I should know?” Jake asks after the two of them arrive back to their marui.

“The reverse is true as well,” Neytiri states, “Some women can get others pregnant.” Yeah, Jake really should have listened closer to that training course all those years ago.

4. Neteyam naps like everywhere because of how tired he is due to his child. Like sometimes Ao’nung will be looking for him and just find him laying on a mangrove root or around the beach/forest asleep.

“Have you seen Neteyam?” Ao’nung asks. Kiri simply points above her, towards a mangrove root. There, Ao’nung sees Neteyam somehow curled atop it, sleeping.

5. Ao'nung really likes to compliment/flatter Neteyam.

“Why are you staring at me?” Neteyam asks as he undoes the tie to his loincloth. “You’ve already seen every part of me,” he comments throwing it aside with their other dirty clothes and grabbing a clean one to put on.

“I’ve seen the sunset thousands of times. It doesn’t stop me from looking,” Ao’nung tells him, looking him up and down.

Neteyam playfully rolls his eyes and finishes tying his new loincloth. “Skxáwng!” he calls out to the other man as he leaves their marui.

Ma' Yawntu is on my Ao3 account if you want to read it

#headcanon #fanfic #aonunete #neteyam x aonung #fluff #my headcanons #these headcannons are specifically only for the one fic #this doesn't have anything to do with my other works #cute #domestic fluff #avatar fandom #avatar the way of water #Ma' Yawntu by Annestie

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anemonelovesfiction · 1 year ago

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Kinktober 3- Thigh Riding

(Not a clever title but 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Tsireya x human! Reader

Warnings ⚠️: Thigh riding, Cussing

I pride myself in having written fanfiction and NOT using Y/n, it is a bit distracting, but also hard to not do since I’ve grown used to it…. with that being said this is your P.O.V. I hope you guys enjoy 😉

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Translation Station

Marui: home

Tsakarem: Tsahik in training

Skxawng: Moron/Idiot

Yawne: Beloved

Word count: 4K

“I don’t think I’ll ever understand how kind she is even when I keep messing up, I know she prefers hanging out with you guys, and she insists that she’s fine. How is she always so nice?” My lessons were very time consuming due to the fact that I was smaller and all of this was new to me. The gang would hang together and I could see her look over at them splashing around, I always felt bad and told her we could always pick up where we left off the next day but she refused. I shoot a look at Neteyam as we walk back to the marui, he took it upon himself to essentially be my babysitter.

He walked me to and from every place but I felt more like a burden. They trusted Spider out on his own more than they trusted me due to Spider’s upbringing. He always snuck out even when his adoptive parents -and Norm- told him not to while I stayed in the lab as expected. Had Spider not managed to convince me to hang out with him, Lo’ak, Tuk, and Kiri that day I wouldn’t be here with them.

“She kind of reminds me of you,” I stated and he looks back at me wondering where I was going with this. “Are you sure you don’t want to court her? You two seem perfect for each other, always responsible, kind, down to Earth- uh, Pandora? You know what I mean.” I rambled at the end and looked away from his gaze.

“Her and I are just friends.” Neteyam smiles and softly leans down to poke his elbow onto my shoulder a bit.

“That’s right, your thirsty ass brother has dibs, huh?” I joke around a bit and smile brightly at the statement. I remember Rotxo saying something about Tsireya and Lo’ak having something going on when he first got here, but I never saw them together like Rotxo claimed they always were- probably because I ate up a majority of her time, I wince and duck my head out of embarrassment.

“I wouldn’t say that either,” Neteyam shrugs but before I could ask him what he meant by that, we’d reached the marui, Tuk’s small head peeking out and a bright smile consuming her features, she must have been waiting for us.

“You’re home!” She exclaims and grabs onto my arm to drag me in, I laugh at her antics but understand why she was in a hurry, the game cards were spread out and she sat me by herself.

Tuk, Spider, Lo’ak, Kiri, and even Jake all sat forming a circle, a small stack of cards in front of them, there had been an empty spot between Kiri and Spider- which I assumed was for Neteyam- with the same amount of cards in the miniature pile. He sits down and we all pick them up.

I couldn’t ever trust any of them while playing Uno, this family was full of cheaters. Jake would willingly look over at your cards and call the numbers or colors out. Lo’ak would use it to signal to Kiri what color she should choose with her wild cards. Neteyam was fairly neutral about this but did sneak a couple looks every now and again. Spider would blurt out which cards you should play, and Tuk was a random assortment of all of these.

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“Why do you feel bad about that?” Lo’ak asks as we sit further away from his family and the rest of the kids. But we had our backs facing everyone else as we stared into the darkness of the ocean before us. He and I had finished dinner- he had, I gave the rest of my food to Tuk who wanted what was left of my fish.

“I feel like I’m wasting most of her day by being a shit diver. Plus I’m not letting her spend quality time with you, it makes me feel even more like an asshole.” I admit and feel my shoulders slump.

“Has she said anything about that?” He asks with a raised brow and I sigh.

“I tell her we can continue lessons the next day and for her to go hang out with you guys, that way she has a social life and isn’t forced to stay with me, but she refuses.” I admit and he has a funny smile playing at his lips.

“What?” I ask feeling completely defeated.

��You-“ He pauses and seems to be thinking of a way to deliver whatever he was planning to say.

“Spit it out, don’t be ominous like Neteyam was when we walked home.” I grumbled and crossed my arms, pouting my lips, and slightly furrowing my brows at him and he chuckles.

“I’m glad I’m on the observant end of this for once, glad I’m not the one being oblivious to whats going on, it’s refreshing.” He stated and I put all my strength into shoving his shoulder, knowing my small body had no effect on him, but he moved dramatically either way.

“What do you mean I’m oblivious, oblivious to what?” I asked as my brows furrowed in concentration.

“No, no, if I tell you now we lose our amusement.” He laughs while swatting my hand away, having seen me lift it to hit him again, his smile was wide and I wanted to smack it off his face.

“What do you mean ‘we’?” I asked raising a brow and tilting my head to the side and hear someone clearing their throat from behind us. I turn my head and witness Kiri eyeing Lo’ak and it makes me raise a brow, but yet again, before I can ask I swear I feel someones attention on our little group and I turn to catch the eyes of the tsakarem staring at us with an amused smile.

She must have been impressed with Lo’ak’s idiocy and lack of shutting his mouth, I turn to look back at Kiri and realize she had been saying something and I had unintentionally zoned her out.

“Sorry, I didn’t catch that, what did you say?” I asked her, she looks back at Lo’ak who had a stupid smile spread on his face and I’m confused all over again, her own facial features match his as her own smile appears on her face.

“This skxawng giving you trouble?” She asks me and I shake my head.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” I smile up at her.

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“Just focus on releasing the breath slower and calm your heart.” Tsireya mentions for the third time today but I’m beyond frustrated.

Lo’ak and Ao’nung have deemed it necessary to team up and frustrate me by calling out to me and saying I couldn’t do it. It was starting to piss me off and I wondered how they managed to finish their chores fast enough to waste away an afternoon trying to crack my focus. Tsireya had taken me further out and tossed a shell into the water, I’d been trying to utilize my breathing exercise to take in a deep breath to retrieve the shell but she’s been the only one retrieving it so far, and yet she wasn’t heaving like I was. But the next comment Ao’nung had made had me seeing red.

“I am focusing!” I let my frustrations get the best of me and feel horrible for having yelled at her. “I’m sorry-“

“I told you she would get mad bro,” Lo’ak’s voice rings out and I snatch the shell out of Tsireya’s hand, turning around, tossing it and hitting Ao’nung straight on the head with it, watching it ricochet off his head and smacking Lo’ak’s forehead.

“Shut the fuck up,” I yelled in English before yelling in Na’vi again. “If you aren’t going to help, go be useless somewhere else, you’re pissing me off!”

Ao’nung was on the verge of hissing at me but his eyes trail upward and I can tell he’s looking at his sister, I turn to catch the tail end of whatever she had been signing to him but couldn’t quite make out whatever word or phrase she had been signing, turning back around I can see the pair diving into the water and swimming inland. I let out a frustrated breath as I realize the shell I had thrown had once again started dribbling down toward the ocean floor.

“I’ll go get it.” Tsireya begins to swim toward it, I sigh knowing I didn’t have it in me to continue diving again. “Go sit on the rock, take a break, I will come to you.” She stated and I nod, not even bothering to apologize again and swimming toward the rock Lo’ak and her brother had been teasing me.

I laid myself on my back once reaching the flattened surface of it and managed to relax enough to catch my breath. I could hear the waves of the ocean water lightly crashing against the rock and the sun wasn’t shining too brightly in my direction, making it easier for me to calm my erratic heart. I relaxed enough to close my eyes to enjoy what little time I would have to rest and take in a deep breath, allowing my chest to fill with air, slowly breathing it out.

“Why can’t you breathe like that out there?” I open my eyes in time to catch the girl sitting down next to me, a smile playing at her face, she was making a joke.

“I do.” I stated blankly, sitting up myself and feel comically small next to her.

“Something is bothering you.” She stated as she turns to look at me, I turn to look at her and can see the worry swimming in her eyes.

“Yeah, your brother and Lo’ak.”

“No,” She stated confidently without looking away, examining my face as she tries to find the answer, but even I didn’t know what it was. “Although my brother and Lo’ak are annoying, it is something else bothering you.”

“You should go be with them.” I stated simply while looking out into the ocean, the blue was magnificent out here, I could sit on this rock for hours, be alone with my thoughts a bit.

“You always insist that I leave, does my presence bother you that badly?” She asks as her hairless brows dip and her eyes suddenly look displeased, upset almost.

“Of course not! I just think that you get annoyed with having to spend all of your free time with me, I feel horrible about it, you shouldn’t be stuck with me from the moment you wake up until eclipse.” I stated matter-of-factly.

“I do not get annoyed with you.” She reassures me and I scoff.

“There’s no way I haven’t annoyed you from the moment I got here.” I challenge and cross my arms, raising my brow at her.

“Not once.” She smiles sweetly.

“I’m essentially taking all your free time from being with Lo’ak, how could I not annoy you?” I asked and her tail swishes in the same fashion that Neteyam’s does when he starts to get angry. Although I had no idea if their tails moved in similar fashions, especially since the metkayina’s were thicker, and mostly used for swimming.

“Why would I need to spend my free time with Lo’ak?” She asks in a serious tone as the skin of her brows furrows even more. I let out a nervous laugh at her actions.

“Aren’t you two courting?” I asked her and her face falls into a realization before shaking her head.

“We are not courting.”

“I just thought-“ I paused and look at my knee’s trying to figure out my scattered thoughts, had Rotxo lied to me by stating this? “Someone had told me the two of you were courting and I thought-“

“We were courting a while back but we both decided it was best if we remained friends since we wanted different things.” She answers as she too looks away from myself.

“I didn’t mean to pry into your personal life, I’m so sorry.” I apologized for being forward about it, I had no intention of making it seem like I had to know the in’s and out’s of her life, but now Lo’ak’s comments were starting to make a lot more sense last night. Maybe this is what he meant by me being oblivious.

“I felt a pull toward someone else and felt it was best to stop whatever romantic relationship we had, he told me he had felt the same, that our relationship was always meant to be a friendship, so we have remained good friends.”

This catches my attention as I raise a brow and look back toward her. It wasn’t until I caught her eye that I was bold enough to ask.

“I always thought you and Neteyam had more chemistry.” I admit and blush as soon as her lips thin and her brows raise at that accusation.

“Are you really that oblivious?” She asks as her face turns into a shocked one and my own brows knit together in confusion, I blush due to the embarrassment, looking away from her to spare whatever dignity I had left. Lo’ak had said that same thing to me yesterday but I was too stunned to speak at the moment.

“I’m intelligent.” My mouth speaks for me before I had time to process any of the words coming from them, the tips of my ears turning hot at that, but then I look back at her.

“I don’t doubt it for a second, but I thought I had made myself more obvious than that, I guess I haven’t.”

“What do you mean?” I asked her raising a brow, did she mean Kiri?

“I like spending all of my time with you. The reason I decline picking up lessons the next day is because I enjoy being around you, that is why I like that it takes you longer to learn how to hold your breath, or how to dive, or even the sign language. I like when Neteyam doesn’t show up so I can walk you home, although we mostly plan that amongst ourselves. I thought I was making it obvious that I wanted to court you, but I guess I had to be blunt about it.”

My face falls at her confession, my mouth slightly open and my eyes widened. I had let my eyes trail past her and was now staring at the rest of the rock formation behind her, my eyes dart to the ocean- if I jumped now would I outswim her to shore? I look back up at her and close my mouth, swallowing thickly as my eyes find hers.

“You like girls?” I ask stupidly and feel my heart rate pick up.

Looking back at all the times she had declined to hang out with her friends with a sweet smile on her face was starting to make sense. All of the times we’d stayed out so late that Neteyam hadn’t shown up to walk me back home and she willingly offered herself to do it instead was starting to make sense. She never complained about me to anyone but I figured it was because she was waiting to unleash every negative comment when she got home, that she might have begged her parents to let someone else take the burden of teaching me, but if that were true, I had a feeling her brother would make fun of me for it- and he never has.

“I like you.” She corrected my statement and I find myself out of breath again, Now that I knew she liked me it had my heart beating all kinds of funny ways.

“Mhm,” I stated nervously with a nod, it was clear now. She hadn’t said anything and just continued staring, but somehow not in a creepy way.

“How can you like me though? I’m human, alien.” I stated and held up my hands. “Four fingers and pretty tiny compared to you.” I spoke after realizing she wasn’t going to.

“You are pleasing to me, in the way you speak, the way you are around your family, how you handle yourself when you are being teased by my brother and Lo’ak, the way you look.” She stated and I feel a hard blush coming on my face.

“Why?” I asked her without being able to meet her eyes, it would make the blushing worse.

But I also wanted to look at her. I’d realized I found myself looking over at her more throughout my time here. I would watch her walk away once she dropped me off at home, I would find her in a crowd easily, she was the first person I’d greet once our group hung out.

“I can show you,” She suggests and turns to face me with a sweet smile on her face.

“How-“

And with that her face leans forward to mine and our lips meet in the middle, I’d naturally closed my eyes just to never be the weirdo with their eyes open during a kiss but focused on the feeling of comfort her lips had brought me felt incredible, but I could also feel my heart beating quick and loud, my stomach filling with fuzzy warmth.

It wasn’t until now that I could feel her gently hand caressing my cheek lovingly and couldn’t help but whine into the kiss, not that I had purposely meant to, it just happened. She pulls away and examines my face immediately her eyes searching in confusion even with her pupils blown bigger than they were.

The immediate addiction I’d gotten from her lips had me feeling like I had to have them back on mine again, her mouth is moving as she asks me a question, I’m in a state of shock as I don’t hear what she says and just lean forward to capture her lips with mine instead. She pulls away abruptly and I find my chest heaving, missing the contact of our lips together for a second time.

I waste no time scampering over onto her lap, straddling one of her thighs, placing my hands on her cheeks and pulling her face closer to mine. I could hear the slight groan she let escape her lips and planted my lips back onto hers, feeling her hum into the kiss as our lips connected and I could feel myself melt into her.

Her hands find comfort on my hips and I could feel the warm fuzzies in my stomach again, I had no idea what else to do with my hands and didn’t plan on leaving them on her cheeks the entire time, so I wrapped them around her neck, bringing myself closer to her, and moaning at the sudden sensation I felt as I’d skidded across her thigh. My face heating up drastically.

Her tongue swipes on my bottom lip and the gasp I make was just enough for her to stick her tongue into my mouth. The wet muscle taking its time exploring my tongue and caressing it with her’s felt so intimate I let out another moan. It wasn’t until then that I’d felt my hips move again against her thigh, her name escaping my lips, her grip tight on my hips as she moved me.

“Reya, please~” I disconnect our mouths but she continues kissing down my cheek and onto my jaw. A whine ripping itself from my lips at the same time the sensation of my thin loincloth rubs deliciously against my clit, making me buck my hips. Feeling the friction made me take the reigns and start sliding my hips greedily against her thigh.

“Look at you,” Tsireya coo’s, she could have easily stopped my movements but just watches in awe, biting her lip to stop the wide smile taking over her features.

“What if I adjust my leg and-“

I let out a high-pitched moan feeling the angle of her thigh seemingly pressing harsher against my cunt, causing more pressure on my clit, I feel hot all over and continue sliding myself against her thigh, but my body moving closer to her felt best. She smiles as if she had just won a bet and takes her hands off my hips to lean her body back, just to admire the view in front of her, but I needed her hands on me.

“No, please touch.” I whine and she nods, bringing a hand to caress the small of my back, pushing me closer to her, and using the other hand to caress my cheek and bringing me in for another heated kiss.

“Great mother I can smell you,” She disconnects out mouths and sticks her nose straight into my neck, taking several small huffs, tickling me. It somehow made the most primal parts of my body awaken as I moaned directly in her ear as she did that.

“I just wanna come, please~” I whisper, not realizing the angle of her head meant her ear was directly beside my mouth, allowing the moans to flow out as her hands slide back down to my hips while she controls the speed of my thrusting.

“You can come, yawne, but when you do I’m licking every last drop right from the source.” She kisses my forehead as one hand trails toward my chest as she gently places it under my breast, her thumb giving an experimental flick over the already hardened nipple and I gasp, hips bucking against her thigh once more.

“Yes please-“ I pant and start to feel frustrated with how difficult it feels to try coming at this moment, as if I’d hit a wall, I whine and she shushes me.

“Don’t fight it, hmm.” She hums sweetly and I can feel the burning sensation from my tummy, the coil inside just about ready to rip, she has long since taken control of my hips with one hand, her other running along my nipple.

“Reya~” My eyes had been squeezed shut the entire time since she kissed me, I sucked in a breath as I felt the hand on my breast slide up toward my chin.

“I want you to look at me when you come.” She says in a hypnotic voice and it causes my eyes to open, seeing her pupils blown wide, her own flushed face when I have yet to do anything other than kiss her, and a sweet smell she had started emitting were making me dizzy enough to forget about the rest of the world for the moment.

“Come for me, sweet girl.” She commands in the softest voice possible and my body listens to her, the warm feeling of euphoria crashing over me, my abused hud having had enough torture as it gives in to clamp around nothing, wishing I’d been stuffed with her fingers instead.

The moment between my coming and her sweet words blurred together and I had essentially lost track of time, but I knew her words were either encouraging or sweet, just like she always managed to be, but my face was hot and I felt embarrassed for having gotten so worked up over a kiss from the woman before me.

“I- I’m-“

“Do not apologize, I’m overjoyed this happened, I should have been more blunt with you from the beginning.” She explains and I felt mildly uncomfortable for the slick collecting inside my loincloth, I had to get cleaned up- but I also wanted to taste her.

“Thank you-“

“Do not thank.” She cuts me off with a playful hiss.

“It is my job to show you I can provide for you in more ways that one. But I need to satisfy a hunger I’ve been having since I first laid my eyes on you, yawne.” She’d managed to slide me off her thigh and crawl over toward me seductively. Being bigger than I was, she managed to get herself to tower over me and I swallowed thickly.

“That is, of course, if you allow me.”

“Yes, Reya, fuck yes.” I reach up to hook my arm around her neck to bring her in for another fervent kiss.

#lunaskinktober2023 #avatar smut #avatar #avatar the way of water smut #human reader #afab reader #tsireya x y/n #tsireya

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liroutrozenberg · 2 years ago

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No one talks about it, BUT Jake and the reader (human please) act like they've been a couple for who knows how long, but when they're told they're like, "Dude, no." Thank you for your work!

Thanks for the great idea, I hope you enjoy it!

Jake Sully/Human! Reader

You were friends from the category: "Will it explode?" "I'll be surprised if not."

Your mutual friends on earth promised to bury you in the same grave if something happened.

The authorities are shocked with you, but do nothing, because in pairs you work more efficiently.

You always go together. Really constantly.

The consequences of your communication were very strange hints and questions from each side:

"Are you guys together?"

"When is the wedding? Civil marriage is not a matter"

At first it was just weird, but then the two of you got a taste of it and started making fun of everyone who was interested in your relationship. "So what's going on with you?" - asked the man, watching how you talk to each other, while it was time before disembarkation. "The anniversary of our relationship is coming soon." Jake answered matter-of-factly, smiling as you tried to hold back your laughter. - "Yes darling?" He turns to you, pulling you gently towards him. "Of course." - You answer while the person who asked says something approvingly, commenting on the answer. And you feel how the man smiles, touching the back of your head with his lips. "I can't believe it works." - In the floor of his voice, said the soldier, when this strange conversation was over and, damn it, it was hard not to laugh.

You care about each other and it wasn't something you kept secret, so you were on top of everything.

You didn't expect the situation on Pandora to be the same.

Damn it, you made a few jokes about Jake's new body and frankly, it fooled everyone again.

Congratulations, now the whole base thinks that you are together.

You two are laughing silently.

And then you met the Na'vi. And everything went around again.

Initially, they did not comment on the two of you in any way, considering you to be demons or something like that, especially to you personally. For them, this did not end well, because Jake stood up on your side without thinking, protecting you from attacks. It became a trigger shot.

Speculation about your relationship followed a few weeks later. You two didn't even try to deny it.

"We've known each other for so long that you should have given me the ring by now." - You laugh, during the next inspection of the territory, not paying any attention to the incomprehensible glances from the Na'vi. "Absolutely, as soon as we deal with this crap." Jake answers cheerfully. Your companions have a lot of questions.

"So. Let's be honest. You two hang out all the time and act like you're married." - One of the scientists spoke to you, causing a fit of jealousy in Jake. - "Are you a couple or… I don't even know what to call it." You both chuckled nervously, looking at each other for unvoiced clues. And you know, it was easy.

"Dude. Calm down."

You know, your relationship could definitely go to a completely different level if you just gave a few signals. So think about it.

#jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully smut #avatar smut #avatar #avatar movie #na'vi x reader

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jaelaxies · 1 year ago

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fluff; wc.: 440.

Requested!

Zhang Hao, Ricky & fem reader!; fluff fluff; friends going out and having a good time;

tw: none.

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⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Welcome to our first request of the year, since this is not a full on scenario I would like to introduce you guys for the first time to my version of headcannons!

Having an adult life is something nobody prepares you for: you have bill to pay, people to please, a job to do and sometimes it could get very complicated in a very short span of time.

Thankfully, you had these two by your side.

Zhang Hao, whose presence always brought you comfort even trough the most stressful days of your internship: always making sure you had a proper meal, timing you out if you went too heavy on yourself and making you company when deadlines became too much to handle alone. Hao was your biggest supporter but also someone who you could always rely on for advice.

And entering the newbie but familiar face of college: Ricky; as he wasn’t old enough to get an internship yet, he made sure he could stick around at any time you guys needed a break. Known as cold and serious, Ricky was nothing like the names thrown at him. If anything, he was like a pandora’s box.

Jokes? Got them. Plans to hang out? Planned them. Admiration for you two? Got it, too. Ricky just had a serious case of a very handsome face with such a contrasting personality, even in the gloomiest of days, he could bring a smile to your face by just asking how things went with your presentation, bombarding you with compliments about your ideas. Because in his eyes, you were just the role model he wanted to be.

And here they were, imagine two puppies waiting for food as you looked at them with a surprised smile on your face.

Dinner? Chinese Restaurant with tons of delicious food that the know you can’t say no to?

And so, as the evening progressed and you guys were ordering your favorite plates, the true meaning of the night was brought up by Hao, sitting right in front of you.

“We both thought that you’ve been working so hard and put so much effort into this project…” Hao smiled and let Ricky continue as planned prior.

“So tonight, you can enjoy yourself because you’ve worked hard and…”

“We’re so proud of you”

As both of them said those words you could no longer hold the fresh tears that started forming in your eyes, you really were lucky to have them by your side.

“No crying!” Hao said while stuffing a dumpling in your mouth and Ricky let out a chuckle, handing you over something to drink as you furrowed your brows in fake anger.

“We’re celebrating you tonight”

Also, remember to treat these two to their favorite restaurants because they also needed a break, but for now, enjoy the night away.

@sadfragilegirl (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) hope you like it! It's my first time doing a headcannon but i think it came out pretty comfy and fluffy. Thanks for being my first request of the year, hehe!

Also more zb1 content, are we surprised? but do we like this format or do you guys prefer the normal scenarios?

Thanks for all the love i have been receiving on recent posts, i really appreciate every single reblog and comment; truly thank you ໒꒰ྀི´• ˕ •` ꒱ྀིა

With all the love in the world,

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milequaritchsslut · 2 years ago

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hey Gabbi 🌞 would you be willing write something about Lyle and a human reader ? 😙

Hey girl! I love lyle, tbh I hated him at first. I thought he was the nastiest little bald man but then I saw this photo of him and was like DAMN he kinda…😏 Anyways here’s the fic 🤭

Lyle x human reader headcannons

Warnings: Fluff, brief mentions of sex, yelling, mentions of death, mommy kink, kissing, size kink

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- you and Lyle have been coworkers since forever, you’ve been friends even before you came to Pandora. So when you found out he died in the war, you fell apart. He was your best friend, and if you were being honest you had a huge crush on him. He was always sending you those shit eating grins, and always flexing his muscles in front of you. You always laughed at his stupid attempts to make you giggle.

- But when you found out he was coming back in an avatar you couldn’t be happier. You were the one who helped him into his new body, hovering over him as he woke up. “y/n is that you?” He asked still trying to process where he was. “Yes! I missed you Lyle!” You let out, giving him a big hug. You warmed his senses, causing him to calm down in the comfort of you.

- after that you two were basically inseparable, always at a 5 foot radius of each-other. Due to this factor of your friendship, you were now helping the recoms on their missions. Helping collect samples from the forest, and the sea for the other scientists.

- you were the first to confess, you were in his bedroom talking with him about who knows what. It was just something in the air, something that led you to pour your heart out to him. “You really feel that way y/n?” He asked, still astonished from your words. “Y-yes Lyle” your head hanging low, feeling embarrassed. “Well damn mama you should’ve said something before!” he replied, that shit eating grin forming on his face once again. Pulling you in for a kiss, and having to basically bend over to get to your level.

- after that you two couldn’t have been more in love, holding hands everywhere. He’d even try to help you with your work. Though he had no idea what you were talking about, he still listened. You’d help him with his reps. Always counting down for him, even trying to spot for him sometimes. Though you could hardly hold a 100lb weight, you still tried your best.

- you two would have sleepovers almost every night, being as loud as humanly possible. The colonel would even sometimes have to knock on your door. “Lyle open up!” He demanded, pounding on the door. Lyle quickly got off of you, and finding his pants on the floor. He rushed to the door, still buckling his pants. While you just laid there naked, with only the sheets covering your bare body. You rushed to get up, hoping the colonel wouldn’t be able to see you. Opening the door Lyle was met with a raging colonel, “H-Hi Sir” stammering on his words. “Would you two shut up!” He yelled, after having a long days of work the last thing he needed was hearing you two getting at it.

- Lyle definitely calls you mommy, someone had to say it. The fact he calls you mamas in public, is the first hint. He’s a mommas boy first of all. I don’t think he’s a sub at all but he definitely calls you mommy. He’s got you on top of him while your riding him. And he just lets out “fuck mommy” his eyes quickly meeting yours, with an embarrassed look plastered on his face. But you didn’t mind it, so you just leaned into him and placed a kiss on his temple.

- He definitely likes the fact that your so small compared to him. He loves comparing hand sizes with you. While your laying on his chest and snuggled into him. He’ll just grab for your hand and show you how small you are compared to him. You giggle at the fact your normal sized, and he’s basically a giant.

- He loves carrying you around, like anywhere around the base. He’ll carry you bridal style when he walks you to your room. Or he’ll have you on his back if you guys are just playing around. Your so easy to carry so why not carry you everywhere, all the time? Ykwim

:Hope you guys liked it 😊

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thatblackravenclaw · 2 years ago

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The Thin Line Between Punishment and Pleasure

Blog Details | Let’s take a trip

Wolfstar x black! fem! reader (Ravenclaw)

warning(s): smut, sub/dom dynamic but everyone is a switch, punishment (not intense), oral (m receiving), pet names (pup, bun, bunny, baby), use of the word cock, butt plug, double penetration, p in v (no protection), anal, mentions of spit, daddy kink, ass slapping, creampie, hint of overstimulation

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I’m punished and this is my punishment. This is what I repeat in my head as I sit restrained in the chair that sits perpendicular to our bed. The ropes burn deliciously against my bare skin. Sirius threatened to add 30 minutes to my punishment if I looked away. Remus’ back meets the headboard along with his head that is thrown back due to the overstimulation of cumming non-stop for the past 45 minutes. My pussy is bare and I can feel the arousal oozing out unto the chair under me. The whimpering from Remus and the exaggerated moaning from Sirius doesn’t help. Remus lets out a noise between a grunt and a moan, signaling his sixth orgasm of the evening.

“Alright, pup. Your punishment is over.” Sirius says as he lets go of Remus’ cock with a ‘pop’. He picks up his wand as he stands up and waves it to unbound me. There’s tension in the air as I move to put my clothes back on.

My clothes were in a pile next to the chair I was in. My skirt was first. No panties (the reason I’m being punished). My button-down left untucked as I don’t feel like dealing with it. It takes a minute to find my watch, but I accidentally kick my shoes and the brown leather strap reveals itself. I pick it up and see that it’s a quarter to 1700. Meaning I’m about to be late for my tutoring session with Xenophilius.

“Are you okay, Bunny?” Remus’ tone has a clear tone of worry, making me realize that I haven’t said anything since we got here two hours ago. I slide my feet inside my loafers before I turn around with a faux smile on my lips.

“Just fine. I’ll see you guys later.” I start for the door.

“You don’t want your reward for taking your punishment?” Now Sirius has the same tone. It’s more underlying.

“No, thank you. I have to be in the library in 20 minutes.” And with that, I walk out without giving our usual goodbye kisses.

Sirius POV

We both stare at the door dumbfounded. Maybe we went too far. She’s broken worse rules, but this punishment seems to be affecting her more. There’s a pang in my heart at the thought that she could genuinely feel upset with us.

“I know what you’re thinking and it’s going to be okay. We’ll talk to her after dinner,” Remus says as he wraps his arms around my middle from behind me.

. . .

We didn’t talk after dinner. She didn’t even show up to dinner. Her absence from the Ravenclaw table was noticeable. Remus didn’t eat much. Neither did I. We decided to retire to bed early to our friends’ dismay. The common room is quiet, but we don’t spend much time there. The silence quickly became torture. I followed Remus up the stairs. There’s a creek under each heavy step.

Your POV

It was cruel of me to do. I know. My punishment was rightfully deserved. Doesn’t mean I couldn’t torture them a bit. I knew that James was gonna be with Regulus, so that was handled. For Peter however, I had to bribe him to stay out of the room. I offered to pay for a round of ButterBeer. He wanted a date with my roommate. I told him to suck my dick. He got the date with my roommate. Then Xenophilius cancelled on me to hang out with Pandora, so I expedited my plan. I put on my pretty pink babydoll lingerie that I bought over the summer. James always hides his invisibility cloak in his pillow case which is exactly where I went once I entered their room. Now, I’m lying in the middle of Sirius’ bed with the cloak covering my lingerie clad body. Their footsteps get closer and I feel my heartbeat synchronize with the steps.

“Maybe we should ask her roommate? They’re basically attached at the hip,” Sirius says as he opens the door. He shrugs his robe off and sits at the foot of his bed. Only a few inches away from me. Remus follows his actions after closing the door.

“Maybe. Y/N tells her everything though. If she told her what happened, we’d have gotten chewed out as soon as she saw us in the Great Hall.” I unwrap myself. From the cloak and quietly place it behind me. The pink fabric has rode up my smooth, brown thighs. My body shifts up to where the heels of my feet meet the meat of my butt.

“Now I wouldn’t say that I tell her everything.” My voice takes on a sultry tone that I know makes them weak in the knees. Their heads whip around to face me. First they meet my eyes. They were full of worry, shock, and sadness. My heart drops and I almost feel bad. Almost. Their eyes then rake down to my cleavage. Once they fully check me out, their eyes jump back to my face. A smirk is worn on my lips.

“What’s this, Bun,” Remus asks as he fully turns his body to me. I move my legs from under me and I shuffle to the head of the bed and lean against the pillows. With my knees bent, I widen my legs to reveal my crotch less panties. A whispered ‘fuck’ comes out of Sirius’ lips. He turns to fully face me and starts crawling slowly up the bed. As his head reaches my thighs, my sheer stocking covered foot lands in front of his shoulder and slowly pushes him back.

“No touching. This is just for show.” He lays down in defeat. He lands face first into the quilt. Remus is strangely quiet. My eyes move over his figure and notice that he’s covering his crotch. “What’s this?” I swing my legs over the bed and walk over to him. His head bows down in shame. He’s such a good boy. I’m not quite sure why he acts like he isn’t.

“I didn’t mean to. You’re just so pretty,” he says as I softly remove his hands from his crotch. A noticeable tent has formed. Pride blooms in my chest. I knew this power I have over them, but I didn’t think it was possible to get hard just looking at me. I rub his cock through his pants. He hisses in response as his knees buckle a little bit.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m very flattered. All this and I hadn’t even touched you yet.” I step back before I do him in and survey the sight in front of me. Pitiful. Sirius is now turned over, but is sporting the same boner as our boyfriend.

“I’m so sorry for your punishment, pup. I didn’t know it was going to upset you the way it did.” He is now sitting on the edge of the bed next to Remus.

“Why would I be upset? I deserved to be punished. Did you two forget that we have safe words?” I laugh at the embarrassed expressions that are now worn on their faces.

“Wait, then why have you been pushing us away?” Remus’ confused look is so cute. I kiss away the pout that was formed on his lips.

“Because I love being a brat,” I simply say with a shoulder shrug. You can practically see the wheels turning in their heads. Remus’ hands reach out and he roughly takes me into his arms.

“I think you forgot how we handle brats.” His tone has deepened to the way it does before a full moon. I don’t dare look into his eyes, but my pussy throbs nonetheless. Sirius comes up behind me. I’m sandwiched between the two and know that there is no way of escaping.

“Oh I remember. I was counting on it that you’d remember.”

They both move away from me which brings a frown to my lips. Sirius just steps back, but Remus walks over to the left side of the bed and moves to lay in the middle. His legs spread a little apart. First his palms over his bulge which makes my pussy throb more with need. Then he slowly unbuttons and unzips until the only thing shielding us from his cock is his underwear.

“Hop on, Bunny,” Sirius whispers in my ear.

. . .

With each of Remus’ thrusts I clench around the butt plug. Sirius said I have to be stretched out before I take him, so a plug fills my ass while the cotton tail sticks out. They said they liked the way the light pink looks against my brown skin, but I know the real reason. I feel close to blacking out when Sirius finally removes the plug. He does it slowly which in turn makes me groan. The sound of the metal clinks against the wooden floorboard.

“It’s okay, baby. I got you,” He coos pours more lube between my ass.

Remus’ cock throbs inside of me as he’s stilled. I can tell he was close to cumming before Sirius decided that I was ready to take both of them. I unconsciously clench around Remus’ cock forcing him to let out a moan. I lean down and cover his lips with mine. Our tongues tangle until I take his bottom lip in between my lips and suck on it until it’s red. A string of spit connects us as I pull away.

I feel the tip of Sirius’ cock intrude through my hole. The deeper he went, the more Remus continued to thrust. Slowly. His mouth was around my nipple while Sirius’ hands caressed my sides. I felt as if I could melt into a puddle. My thighs were slightly shaking from being on my knees for so long, but it was quickly forgotten as Sirius began thrusting too. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I give in to both of the men.

“You’re so tight f’me, pup. It’s like you want me to stay here.”

“P- Please.” My arms start to buckle. Remus detaches himself from my breast and wraps his arms around me.

“Daddy’s got you. Just lay on me and let us make you feel good.” I do as Remus says and lay down while tucking my head into his neck. I try my best to give it kisses, but end up sucking on it instead.

Their thrusting becomes more synced as the time goes on. Remus goes deep while Sirius goes hard. The medium pace has me seeing stars as I hold onto the pillows behind Remus like they’re my lifeline. The only sound protruding from me is a mix between a whine and a moan.

“You gone subby for us baby? Come on. You know we love to hear your voice,” Sirius says.

A noise that sounds like a strained grunt is stuck in my throat. Every time I open my mouth to try and say something, my words disappear. Snatched out of my mouth as they reach the tip of my tongue. A sting ripples through my ass as Sirius slaps it again.

“Where are you manners? Words, pup.”

“Yes!” I’m able to get out. No malice. Just pure desperation. “Subby. Please cum in me daddies.”

A growl rips from Remus’ throat as his speed picks up. The tuft of hair at the bottom of his shaft brushes deliciously against my clit, bringing me closer to my impending orgasm. Sirius slaps my ass again like when one is riding a horse and telling it to go faster. I start to bounce to meet their thrusts. I open my eyes and look down at Remus. His dark brown orbs stare straight into mine. I reattach our lips and I swear I feel his cock twitch. His hips stutter and his pace slows down.

“Please, please, please.” My mantras fill their air. I don’t even know what I’m begging for, but I’m doing it with all of my might.

“What do you want, baby?”

“Please give me your cum, Remmy. I need you to fill me up.” And with that, he empties ropes of cum into my pussy. His moans invade my ears and cause my pussy to clench around him.

The symphony affects Sirius too. His thrusts go deeper and harder. He fully bottoms out with his next thrust. Remus’ thrusts never stopped. His eyes are full of tears at the overstimulation. One more swipe over the tuft and I gush around his cock. My arms raise me up and I look in between us. My dark lips now have a sheen to them and drips down his cock. His briefs are now a deep grey. They’re going to tease me relentlessly when this is all over. I’ve lost the ability to say anything other than ‘fuck’ as Sirius chases his orgasm.

“Where do you want it, pup?” I make myself clench around his cock in response.

“Tsk. What did I say about manners?” His tone is domineering but shaky.

“Fuck, inside. Please inside. I’ll be so good for you just please come inside me.” His grip fully tightens as his cum enters me.

He lets me go when he finishes cumming. I don’t have the strength to get out of Remus, so he gently flips us over and slowly pulls out once I’m completely on my back. I groan at the loss, but it quickly turns into a moan as Remus’ finger swipes through my folds and pushes back the cum that came out during the move.

“If that’s a punishment, I can’t wait to experience a reward,” I say out of breath.

“Oh we’re not done,” Sirius says after kissing Remus. I sit up and stare at them befuddled.

“What do you mean?”

“We’re gonna take you to the bathroom and have a little shower together. After that, we’re going to dry you, rub in that lotion you like, help you refresh your hair before putting your bonnet on, and then have you come right back here. You wanted our attention so badly, so we’re going to play with this little pussy all night long.”

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clefaiiiry · 11 months ago

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New Heights, New Depths

more bottom / sub sett agenda

the working title for this was 'wham bam thank you ma'am' just because i thought it was funny

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-~*~-

How did he let K’Sante rope him into this?

“Nu-uh, this was your idea!” K’Sante says.

Sett digs in his heels. “Well, maybe for once in my life I had a shitty idea-”

“C’mon, you keep saying you wanna try it,” K’Sante says, all but dragging him down the street.

“Sure, yeah, but there is a huge difference between talking about doing it and actually doing it, ya know?”

K’Sante waves to a guy as they reach the doors and he hauls Sett over the threshold. “Just trust me. Try it once and if you hate it then, hey, at least you gave it a shot.”

He’s right, and he hates when K’Sante is right. He’s always so smug about it. Sett can already hear him now, ‘see? You just gotta push out of your comfort zone!’

If his comfort zone is staying at home watching baking show reruns, then a BDSM club was probably the furthest away he could get.

Part of him regrets asking K’Sante what the deal was with that necklace he never took off. A day collar, he’d called it, from Yone. That opened a whole goddamn rabbit hole and left him feeling like he was fifteen again, trying to hide his search history from his momma.

He’s had sex, has even been told he’s pretty good at it, and obviously he’s watched plenty of porn, he was a guy-

But learning how vanilla all his experience was shattered any kind of self conceptualisation he’d managed since his teenage years.

“There’s nothing wrong with vanilla,” K’Sante had said, but that shit was like Pandora’s box; once it was open Sett couldn’t leave it alone.

So now he’s here, hanging outside Targon dressed like a damn nun compared to the outfits some folks were walking in wearing. No judgement, show it off if you’ve got it and all that, he just felt very overdressed. And like a total loser.

At least he wasn’t as much of a loser as Ezreal was for staying home. Loser.

Once they get inside, K’Sante stops to chat with another friend and retrieves a little yellow wristband from the basket on the door for himself. He whistles to catch Sett’s attention and his ears swivel first before he turns.

“Hey, you’re a sub, right?”

“What if I don’t know I’m a switch yet?”

K’Sante gives him a look. “Are you being serious?” He plucks a blue wristband from the basket and tosses it to Sett. “Yellow for doms, blue for subs, green for switches.”

Sett rolls his eyes, but accepts the stupid little wristband anyways.

Initially, it looks like any other club and a pretty tame one at that. Now, Sett was nearing his thirties and hadn’t been clubbing for years, but he was struggling to remember why he enjoyed it so much. His ears flatten against his head to attempt to block out the pretty horrendous electronic crap coming through the speakers. Someone’s being hauled off the dancefloor after nearly passing out, but they still seemed to be having a good time.

He stays close to K’Sante as they pass through, heading to a heavy curtain at the back. It’s sectioned off with velvet rope, bright purple LED trimmed above the entryway. A woman stands to one side, pretending to look busy on a tablet.

“No,” she says without looking up and before K’Sante even has a chance to open his mouth.

He laughs, casual and suave as usual, leaning forward in that way that made anyone swoon. “Awh, c’mon Leo, I’ll vouch for him.”

Unfortunately for K’Sante, this woman is immune to his charms. “You know the rules,” she says, ponytail swinging as she finally meets his eyes, “he needs an application before he can come in. Really, what did you think I was going to say?”

“Look, if he gets into any trouble it’ll be on me. Please?”

“No. Because it won’t fall back on you, it’ll fall back on me.”

K’Sante groans and rubs his face. “Can I go in and find the guy I’m looking for, at least?”

“Fine,” she says, unclipping the rope and holding it to one side.

K’Sante glances back to Sett. “Get a drink, chat someone up,” he waves a hand, “I dunno, unwind a little.”

K’Sante abandons him before he can object.

Sett hovers awkwardly for a few seconds longer before he drifts off toward the bar. He leans against the counter trying to appear comfortable, like he actually knew what he was doing, though he wonders how convincing he could really be when his ears are still flat against his head. It wasn’t his fault, the bass was particularly loud in this corner.

God, what was he, sixty? Complaining about noise? Kayn was right, he really is a momma’s boy.

This should not be so-

“Good evening.”

An older woman perches on the stool beside him, swirling her drink. He thinks she’s Ottrani vastaya but honestly can’t tell, her ears just barely poking out from her fluffy hair. He notes her wristband, yellow.

“I’m urh, waiting for someone.” Smooth Sett, real smooth.

“Don’t worry, I know you’re here with K’Sante,” she says, “you just looked utterly terrified all on your lonesome.”

“What, me? Nah, I’m fine. Totally fine.”

She smirks. “Then you won’t mind if I just chat with my new friend.”

“Typically you give your friends a name.”

She places her free hand over her chest. “I’m Soraka.”

“Sett. So, you come here often?”

Conversation flows so naturally it’s quite easy to forget where he is. If not for the occasional people covered in leather heading into the VIP area, he could forget why they were actually there. Soraka’s voice is steady, warm, eases his gnawing uncertainty. She offers to buy him a drink and when he declines she only smiles, tells him everything will be fine and he honestly believes her. Is she the kind of woman Ezreal would go nuts over? Is she a milf? He's not sure if she’s old enough but he’s sure as hell not gonna ask.

They’ve probably been chatting for about twenty minutes when he spots K’Sante again, returning from the VIP area with another man. He’s a pretty thing, slim and tall, geometric ink trailing up his arms, boots landing with a heavy thunk at every step.

Then he taps at K’Sante’s shoulder to get his attention and raises his arms, hands moving rapidly.

Oh, he signs.

“And he’s not going to cause trouble?”

“He's a good guy,” he hears K’Sante say over the music, “don’t worry about it.”

The man hums, glancing over. Even in the low light, those eyes are piercing, trying to pick him apart from across the room. Sett averts his own.

“Oh, he’s setting you up with Aphelios,” Soraka huffs over the rim of her glass, “you really are after a workout, aren’t you?”

“Should I be scared?”

Soraka laughs. “Only if that’s what you’re into. He can be just a little intense, is all.”

Sett scoffs, leaning back against the bar. “I can handle intense just fine.”

She only stares at him, then finishes her drink. “Have fun,” she says, melodic and sweet, then rises to her feet and twirls away back over to the dancefloor.

Since K’Sante’s been gone, he’s managed to get glitter in his beard. Sett decides he’s better off not asking. K’Sante gestures to the man at his side as they close in.

“Sett, this is Aphelios. Aphelios, this is Settrigh.”

Sett cringes, extending his hand. “Sett is fine.”

Aphelios gives him a once over from head to toe, expression impassive, arms crossed over his chest. The moment drags with all the grace of a limping hound.

Hey buddy, wanna shake my damn hand yet? You’re only making me look like a total asshole-

Finally, he takes it with a little nod. His hand is colder than Sett expects. “A pleasure. K’Sante says you’re new to all this.”

“Ha, he’s sharing all my secrets already?” He grits out, shooting K’Sante a glance, who only shrugs.

Aphelios taps K’Sante’s shoulder, then signs, “Maybe you should book him with Soraka instead? Or Alune even.”

“No way, they ain’t got a session for weeks. Besides, you were the one mad about a cancellation.”

“Usually that’s what waiting lists are for.”

“Consider it a favour owed.”

Aphelios lets out a deep, long sigh through his nose. He closes his eyes, running a hand through his hair. He’s got a cute little cowlick that flicks back up as soon as he moves his hand away.

Then he signs, “Fine, let’s talk.”

“I’ll leave you to it,” K’Sante says with a grin, “Yone’s waitin’ in the back.” And he’s gone again. For such a huge guy, man he can move.

Yone’s here too? No wonder he’s so desperate to ditch him-

“What is it you’re looking for?” Aphelios says, leaning against the bar in a manner much too casual for the environment.

It takes him a few seconds to register that Aphelios has asked him a question. Sett shrugs and rubs the back of his neck. “It’s embarrassing-”

Aphelios scoffs. “Look where you are. Whatever you want, I’ve probably heard it before. You can’t surprise me.”

It was Sett’s turn to size him up and yeah, he could believe that. Still, verbalising it seems impossible.

“I- I wanna- I’d like to- Urgh.” He takes a breath, then forces it out. “I’m the boss all the time. Everyday, every hour- Ya know, it’s exhausting.” His ears pin back against his head and he averts his eyes. “I guess I just wanna not be the boss for a while.”

Aphelios stares at him for a moment longer, then waves to catch Soraka’s attention. He makes a vague gesture, but she understands, slipping through the crowd toward them.

“Sure,” Aphelios says, “we can figure something out.”

When Soraka gets to them, she slips a little business card into Sett’s hands with a nudge and a wink.

“Go the the website and fill in the form before-” Aphelios furrows his brows in thought for a moment. “-Friday?”

Sett huffs through his nose. “I can do Saturday.”

Aphelios lips twitch into a smile. “That works. I’ll text you.”

-~*~-

‘This form is the beginning of negotiations. Please make sure to communicate!’

‘Remember the question, “What do you mean by _____?”’

The negotiation side made the whole process way less sexy than Sett would have liked. He was expecting maybe, two pages max, but after page five this was starting to feel like it would never end.

Kink etiquette, ID checks, STI checks, yadda yadda- if he knew it was gonna be this complicated to get smacked around he would have just gotten into a street fight.

“Hey, at least it’s thorough,” K’Sante had said.

Sett only groans and continues swiping through all the options, each to be marked Yes, No, Not Sure, or Discuss Further.

Does the submissive wish to receive pain? Does the submissive wish to resist? Does the submissive wish to be restrained?

Bondage, collaring, leather, latex, gags, blindfolds, rope, chains, tape, wax-

Sett ends up marking half his answers as ‘not sure’ or ‘discuss further.’

Once it’s complete, Aphelios sends him a text the following evening. He communicates mostly in emojis so it initially takes Sett a few reads to understand what he’s actually saying. He sends through an attachment of his own form and tells Sett to read it.

Sett skips most of the boring parts, swiping and skim reading through the pages until he finds,

What will the submissive call the dominant? BOSS

Oh, the motherfucker-

“Boss? Really?” Sett laughs. At least that meant he was attentive. That’s probably a good trait for a dom to have, right? He tries to remember his own answers to the equivalent question,

What will the dominant call the submissive? Mutt, Pet

Those weren’t too out there, besides they could always up the ante if they weren't doing it for him.

Aphelios’ form is much more certain than Sett’s. It’s an interesting read, and he actually manages it with a mostly straight face. Aphelios, as it turns out, is more than willing to throw his punches. Happy to inflict high levels of pain, to tease, to withhold or ruin orgasms. Choking, waxplay, sensory deprivation, it seems Aphelios is open to pretty much anything so long as he was the one calling the shots. The ‘no’s were minimal, mostly reserved for more specific kinks that even Sett had turned his nose up at, but one catches his interest,

Is the dominant open to switching? Yes | No | Not Sure | Discuss Further

Sett debates asking about that one, since he’s such a nosy fucker, but decides it’s probably best left unprodded.

His phone pings again and he’s been sent another cryptic string of emojis. Once he deciphers them, he figures out Aphelios is asking if there’s anything in particular that he’d want for his first scene.

‘Surprise me,’ Sett sends back, even though it felt like tempting fate.

He gets a little devil face in response.

-~*~-

Saturday is upon him before he can even blink. Sett is totally prepared and absolutely not pacing a dent into the apartment floor.

“Quit freaking out. It’s just a scene. It’s not like you’re going on a date or whatever,” K’Sante had said.

“What if I’m so great it turns into a date?”

K’Sante had laughed. “Sure, keep dreaming, buddy.”

A few hours later, Sett finds himself standing outside Targon again. He stares up at the glowing neon sign for approximately ten minutes before he works up the nerve to finally walk inside. It’s very much the same as it had been last time, though he doesn’t stop to collect a wristband on the way in. The bouncer on the VIP section is the same redhead woman as last time, though if she recognises Sett she doesn't show it.

“I’m here for Aphelios?” he says.

“Sorry,” she says, though is anything but sincere, “he only does by appointment and he’s booked up for months.”

“No, I’m his date, or whatever.”

She blinks, then her lips twist into a smile. “Ah, you’re Sett! Yes, he said you’d probably be early. Can I just ask you to sign here-”

When he’s finally let in, she tells him to wait while she informs Aphelios, and Sett finds it difficult to look, well, anywhere. He doesn’t want to stare but since most people in here are half naked or covered in latex that’s a pretty tough task. Is that guy wearing a dog tail buttplug? Yep, he sure is. Good for him. That lady’s being used as a footstool? Hope her back is alright- Is that a pair of subs in a cage? How would he feel in a cage? It’s really too much for him to process at the moment.

He retreats to the wall and leans back against it, tapping an offbeat rhythm on his knees. It strikes him how much it feels like he’s waiting for the headmaster to show up and scold him.

He had marked all the role play options as ‘discuss further’-

A hand taps at his shoulder and he jerks from his thoughts. Though his expression is neutral, Aphelios offers a cute little wave.

“Oh, hey,” Sett says, really hoping he comes across as nonchalant and not like he’s currently shitting a brick, “You urh, you weren’t stood there long, were ya?”

Aphelios shakes his head and gestures for Sett to follow. No point standing on ceremony.

They head further into the VIP area and down a corridor at the back, Aphelios moving swiftly as Sett strides to keep up. It’s quieter back here, the thrum of music from the main room only a distant rumble. There’s signs along the walls, informing about club rules, consent, protection, all the formalities. Most of the rooms are free as they pass, but the night is still young.

The room they end up in is at the end of the corridor, one Aphelios unlocks with a keycard. It’s almost sterile, with dark walls and vinyl flooring. There’s a low bench along one wall, a table against the opposite. There is a bed, but the mattress is all leather so he can’t imagine it’s particularly comfortable. A kneeler is shoved off to one side, out of use for tonight it seems.

Aphelios dumps his phone and keys on the table where there’s already a bottle of water, condensation dripping down the outside. He waits until Sett closes the door behind them before he signs,

“You didn’t put anything for safewords so we’ll use traffic lights. If you’re happy to continue, you say green. If you want me to slow down, you say yellow. If you need to stop completely, you say red. Do not hesitate with your safewords, do you understand?”

“Sounds good.”

“Since you won’t always be able to see my hands, I’ll snap my fingers when I wish to speak with you.”

It all feels very professional, way too formal. Then again, Sett reminds himself of the sheer amount of paperwork it took to even get into this room so he really should have expected it. He peers at the table and feels the sting of disappointment when he realises there aren’t any toys or tools he can see.

Aphelios sees his expression and says, “I want to figure out your limits, especially since you’re new to all this.”

Sett scoffs. “I ain’t soft.”

“I never said that.” He’s frowning as he signs it, brows furrowed tightly. “Besides, I can ruin you just fine without striking you once.”

Oh, he likes the sound of that. “Then ruin me, pretty boy.”

Aphelios raises his chin, lips twitching. “As long as we’re in this room, you call me boss. Is that clear?”

He nods a little too eagerly, then realises his mistake. “As day, boss.”

Aphelios hums. “Undress, then kneel here.”

Fortunately, Sett had the forethought not to wear complicated layers, so his shirt is off before Aphelios even finishes his sentence. He’s probably a little too keen on this, but he’s been patient enough already. He just wants some damn action already. His belt clinks as he tosses his clothes over in the vague direction of the bed. Then a moment of hesitation as his fingers hover over the waistband of his underwear, and he glances back up. Aphelios nods, so he takes them off too.

Once he’s down on his knees, Aphelios takes a step toward him, expression impassive, almost bored. But behind that facade is a distinct, primal hunger that leaves Sett feeling smaller than he ever has.

He wants more.

“Don’t slouch, fix your posture.”

It doesn’t occur to Sett that he could disobey. There’s nothing forcing him, but still he finds himself following the order without hesitation. He’s already half hard and should probably feel a modicum of shame for that, but finds himself uncaring. He sits up straighter, chin raised.

Aphelios continues signing, “Keep your hands behind your back. Hold your wrist if you have to, but keep them there.”

Sett does as he’s told, resting his hands at the small of his back. The way his tail tickles his arms is oddly grounding.

“Good. Very good.”

Pride wells up in his chest and Sett can’t resist a grin. Aphelios’ expression darkens.

“Don’t look so pleased with yourself. I haven’t touched you yet.”

“Sorry, boss.”

Aphelios bares his teeth and, after one last disinterested glance up and down, circles around behind him out of sight.

His ears perk, following every movement intently. Fingers idly play with the tip of one, carefully rubbing the soft fur. Sett remains firm, determined not to sink so quickly.

Lithe hands trail down Sett’s throat, tilt his jaw up so he sits straight. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows involuntarily, clutching his wrist. Aphelios doesn’t squeeze, but his hand lingers, firm and unyielding. Sett’s a big guy, he could probably throw him off if he really wanted to, but there’s something about the illusion of helplessness that has him panting.

Then he’s forcing Sett’s chin upward, far enough to strain, back arching. Sett shudders as Aphelios’s trails his nails down, digging in minutely and his breath stutters in his throat.

“Fuck,” Sett grunts, but stays put, a dull ache building in his wrist from his nails. That earns him a little scratch at the base of his ear. He groans, ear flicking instinctively, ticklish.

Aphelios leans up, pulling Sett back just a little further to meet him halfway. Lips tease the soft, wispy fur at the tips of his ears and he can’t help but shudder against the sensation.

Then there’s teeth and Sett yelps, the sound melting into a needy whimper as Aphelios tugs at his ear. He’s not biting hard, but it’s enough to send sparks down his spine.

Aphelios’s free hand follows the curve of his back, appreciating the muscle beneath his fingers. Aphelios’ hands are cold, or maybe Sett is just burning hot, but it leaves him squirming against the sensation.

“Aphelios-”

He withdraws completely and Sett whines.

“Wait-”

Aphelios circles around to stand in front of him, painted lips twisting in contempt, in pure disgust. “If you can’t be a good mutt, then you don’t get touched.”

It takes a moment to realise he’s slouched again and Sett chokes around a whimper as he sits straight. “I’m sorry, boss. I’ll be good, I promise I’ll be good.”

There’s a hand on his jaw then, squeezing. Sett pants, lets his face be tilted upward to meet those piercing eyes.

Aphelios raises his free hand then, “Open your mouth.”

He does. Aphelios squeezes even tighter.

“Wider.”

Sett whines and opens as wide as he can.

Aphelios huffs through his nose. Then he spits in Sett’s waiting mouth, clamps it shut, and presses his free hand over his lips. He doesn’t need to sign for the next command.

Swallow.

Sett’s eyes roll back as he does so, holding his breath until Aphelios steps back and removes his hands. He opens his mouth again to show his obedience, tail wagging against his hands.

“So, you can follow an order.” Aphelios huffs through his nose and squats in front of him, head tilted. “And you’re already in such a state.”

Sett can’t help but squirm under such scrutiny. “Boss, please.”

“Please what?” He signs and the fucker tries to stifle the smirk on his face, tries to maintain the impassive, mildly annoyed expression. “Use your words, pet.”

“Please touch me.”

Aphelios reaches out and slides his fingers into Sett’s hair, rubbing at the base of his ear. A purr rumbles up from his chest before he can push it back down and Sett leans into the sensation, closing his eyes, letting himself drift.

There’s a snap of fingers and it takes a moment for his muddy mind to comprehend. Sett blinks a few times, then sits straight, wrists at the small of his back.

Aphelios watches him intently, lets him stew in it for a while longer before he slides a hand down Sett’s flushed, damp chest. Even such a slight touch has him arching forward, groaning.

It’s agonising watching those fingers dance their way down, slowly, so slowly. He tries to steady his breathing, spreads his knees a little wider as if it could tempt him.

But Aphelios does not budge, in fact his hand stops just inches from where Sett needs them and he realises he’s shaking.

Aphelios scoffs. “So desperate.”

Sett tries to roll his hips, only minutely, praying to whatever god would listen that Aphelios wouldn’t notice, but of course he does and removes his hand in punishment.

“Fuck. Boss, please- please touch me.”

“I already did,” he signs innocently, “wasn’t that enough? Such a demanding little mutt, aren’t you?”

Sett’s ears are flat against his head as he tries in vain to still his quivering hips. “Boss, please touch my cock, please-” He licks his lips, whines oh so sweetly. “I’ll do anything! Please!”

That earns him a hand on his face, thumb smoothing over his cheekbone. Sett shoves into it like a man starved, gazing at him with the prettiest flushed cheeks. Aphelios pats his cheek twice, a condescending slap with barely any force. Sett whines despite it.

“Open.”

Sett does as he’s told and Aphelios presses two fingers inside, pushing down on his tongue.

“Suck.”

And by God, Sett licks and sucks like he might die tomorrow, vulgar filthy noises tumbling from his throat. He takes them as deep as he can, gagging and choking around them in earnest. There’s drool spilling from his lips, down his chin. He must look like such a mess-

Then there’s a hand on his cock and it’s like his entire existence has led to this moment. Sett keens around the fingers, the sound cut off by another gag as he fights to take them deeper.

There’s red rising in Aphelios’ cheeks, a small victory compared to the absolute state Sett is in. His hand is slick, Sett has no fucking idea when he had time to lube it up but he’s not complaining as it slides in a slow, harsh rhythm. Up, down, up-

Heat keeps building in his gut, swirling and molten and Sett feels like he’s going to explode. He can’t stop the way his hips jut upward, but the pathetic little whimper he delivers afterward seems to be a good enough apology.

The fingers in his mouth are cruelly withdrawn and Sett is left freely to spew soaked, filthy noises from his worn throat. It’s all surging too quickly, he’s dizzy and his cock is soaked, he’s so fucking hard-

He doesn’t want this to be over so soon-

“Boss, wait- I can’t- I’m gonna-”

Aphelios hisses and it takes a long moment to realise that he’s trying to hush him. His free, spit covered hand rises into view. “It’s okay, pet, you can cum.”

Sett can’t construct a response before he’s jerking his hips and crying out as that heat erupts. He cums harder than he has in months, dimly aware of the way it splatters across the floor. He rides out every second, until his stomach starts to hurt and his cock starts to burn from overstimulation. He tries to pull back but Aphelios forces his hips back down. He’s still going.

“Boss, I can’t- I can’t- it hurts-”

Aphelios coos and snaps his fingers so Sett looks up. His smile is wicked, his tongue peeking out between his lips. Oh, he’s evil.

His hand keeps moving until Sett is crying, until his throat is raw from his pathetic sobbing, wriggling beneath Aphelios’ iron hold.

But he doesn’t safeword, doesn’t let go of his wrist.

Finally, finally, Aphelios releases him and Sett can’t stop himself flopping to the ground with a heavy thud, panting and gasping for precious air. He’s quaking violently now, every muscle aching from strain.

His vision is blurred, everything hurts, he’s pretty sure he’s landed partially in his own spend. He’s so cold, reality feels so distant and alien.

He’s not even sure where Aphelios has gone, not even the vague notion of where he could be in the small room. Sett wracks his brain, pure mush, trying to recall what he’d put down for aftercare-

“I won’t need anythin’,” he’d said to K’Sante.

“You just want him to leave you there after? Not even a pat on the head?”

“Why not? I can take a beatin’, no problem.”

He hadn’t understood K’Sante’s insistence at the time but right now? Crumpled on the ground, shaking and nauseous?

This sucks, it sucks so hard. He feels like he’s about to puke-

There’s a quiet sound beside him and he looks up as Aphelios sits beside him, cross-legged, watching intently for a few long seconds.

Then he opens his arms. An invitation, one Sett takes with embarrassing haste. He can’t quite get upright, so shuffles across the floor until he can rest his head in Aphelios’ lap, a torn breath ripping from his chest and pittering into a sob. Aphelios only strokes his hair, his other hand reaching downward, curling around his shoulders. Sett’s arms snake around Aphelios’ waist, clinging to him like a lifeline.

If it bothers him, Aphelios doesn’t make it obvious.

He leans down, curling around him almost protectively, like nothing in the world could touch him as long as Aphelios was there. And in the back of his lucid mind, he honestly believes it.

Slowly, very slowly, Sett starts to ground himself, the little coil he’s wound himself up into finally starting to loosen. He blinks a few times, then reality crashes back into him.

“Fuck,” he says, shooting up to a sitting position. How he doesn’t headbutt Aphelios on the way up, he has no idea. “I’m sorry, I didn’t-”

Aphelios smiles. A little thing, a barely-there twitch of his lips, but it utterly bewitches Sett in an instant. His heart feels ready to burst from his chest.

“Do you feel any better?” he asks.

“Yeah! Yeah… Tired.”

Aphelios snorts. “That’s pretty standard.”

He moves closer, carefully guiding Sett to lean against him again. Sett’s head ends up on his shoulder, kneeling before him as Aphelios strokes through his hair. He drifts, sluggish and heavy, kinda like how he feels after too long a workout.

“Hey, wait- wait,” Sett blurts out, “I didn’t get you off.” He reaches out with his lead hands-

Aphelios catches them and jerks back, eyes wide, manic almost. Sett recoils.

“Shit, I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay. You don’t have to.”

“You sure? I’m more than happy to!” I really want to, please let me-

Aphelios only smiles. “That’s very sweet of you, but it’s fine, really.” Then after a pause, he adds, “maybe next time?”

Sett’s ears perk and his tail wiggles. “Next time?”

“Sure, if you’re up for another round.”

“I can handle anything you throw at me, boss.”

A mischievous smirk spreads over his features. “Be careful what you wish for.”

Sett looks around for his clothes, tries to stand- and crumples. Aphelios is there to ensure he doesn’t smash his knees but Sett is more astonished that he can handle the weight without even a stagger.

It does feel a little embarrassing, being led over to the bench and having his clothes handed over like he’s totally shitfaced, but it’s kinda nice being taken care of.

Aphelios makes certain he isn’t going to slump over, then passes him the water bottle from the table. While Sett sips, he signs,

“Let me call you a cab.”

“Nah, it’s fine, I can-”

“I insist.”

Maybe he’s just too goddamn tired, but Sett feels he doesn’t have much room to argue back.

#league of legends #settphel #sett league of legends #aphelios league of legends #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 #my writing

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desertfangs · 1 year ago

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Marius and Louis for the character ask

Send me a character and I will do the thing (although I've already done most of the main ones and Armand is on deck)

Louis:

Sexuality Headcanon: I think Louis is pretty asexual tbh. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t participate in sexual or romantic activities but I think while Louis likes intimacy, his brand is more skewed toward cuddling under a blanket together reading a book or watching a movie.

Gender Headcanon: Oversized dusty sweaters are Louis’ gender. Also he identifies as tired.

A ship I have with said character: Louis/Lestat of course! Louis, regrettably, realizes that Lestat is his person. I also think his relationship with Armand is complex and fascinating.

A BROTP I have with said character: I can’t put Daniel for every one of these (but I think after some awkwardness on Night Island and again in TG, they are friends!) so uh… maybe Antoine. Honestly they’d have a hell of a lot to talk about if nothing else.

A NOTP I have with said character: Again, I just don’t have a lot of these. Maybe Gabrielle? Although I hope they kissed under the mistletoe one year at the Coven Christmas party just to watch Lestat squirm.

A random headcanon: I think Louis enjoys folding laundry. For all his sitting around in dusty old clothes, I think he finds the process of folding–especially warm stuff right out of the dryer–soothing. I imagine TG sends their laundry out but also has a pretty sizable laundry room for when it’s needed and I can see Louis doing a load of towels or blankets and then sitting on the sofa and folding them neatly.

General Opinion over said character: Louis was my first guy in this fandom. I guess you call it a blorbo now. I’ve always appreciated his cynicism and his love of reading, his desire to learn more about his kind. The reunion scene in TVL is one of my faves, as are Louis’ scenes with Lestat in TotBT.

Marius:

Sexuality Headcanon: We wants to be dommed and would rather die than admit it

Gender Headcanon: @uncivilcivilservice said his gender was Roman and yeah, I’m gonna second that

A ship I have with said character: Marius/Pandora is fun. I like him with someone who can stomp on his dick.

And whether you see Daniel and Marius as platonic or romantic, I do really like them together. I think Daniel’s sense of humor and directness are refreshing for Marius, and Daniel gets him to try new things. Marius is a grounding force in Daniel’s life and a constant, even-keel source of love and affection. I also think Daniel could be a great mediator between him and Armand and/or Lestat and maybe that’s why Mr. Molloy is not in the last book.

A BROTP I have with said character: IDK man… Marius is the person who desperately needs a bro but is awkward and stoic and refuses to ask for help or admit he wants to hang out and thus is often alone (relatable AF tbh).

A NOTP I have with said character: I don’t really have one. I don’t know, to me a NOTP is a strong aversion bordering on squick, and I just don’t have a lot of that in this fandom.

A random headcanon: I think sometimes he Facetimes Daniel from Court when he’s not there to ask his opinion about innocuous things like which tie he should wear or what color they should paint a wall, not because he needs another opinion but because he likes to hear Daniel’s take on random stuff and hear what Daniel is up to, and it often leads to long, tangential conversations about the most random stuff. General Opinion over said character: Marius is great! I don’t know why he gets so much flack in fandom (I mean, I do, but 😑😑). He is absolutely that guy who tries to hold things together and seems like he’s got it all figured out until you get to know him and then you realize he’s kind of a dork and doesn’t know any more than anyone else. He’s just doing his best!

#marius de romanus #louis de pointe du lac #thank you for the ask anon!#anonymous #answers in the desert #vc headcanons #vc #vampire chronicles

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anika-rose-walker · 1 year ago

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Lo'ak x reader. Based on "I see the light" from Tangled.

(Y/n pov)

I can't believe it! It's almost ready! I'll finally have an avatar in a few days. Ever since Spider introduced me to Lo'ak, Kiri, Neteyam, and Tuk a few years ago all I've ever wanted was to be able to explore Pandora with them. So I asked Norm and Max if I could have an avatar, because there's only so much you can do while having to wear an exopack. Norm said it would take a while but he was able to do it. Spider is getting one too. He hates having to wear the mask. I'm happy we'll be able to explore Pandora together. But I'm even more happy that I'll get to hang out with Lo'ak now. Not that I'm not excited to hang out with his siblings but I've had a crush on Lo'ak for a while now. I'm not sure if he likes me back but I'm allowed to dream. He said he'd be here when I get my avatar. Just a few days and I'll get to see his world the way he does.

(Time skip)

Today's the day. Me and Spider get to use our avatars for the first time. I'm about to get into the link pod when I realize something. "Where are Lo'ak and the others?" I ask Spider. "Don't worry, your boyfriend is on his way." He says laughing. "He's not my boyfriend and you know it." Spider always teases me about Lo'ak like he, himself doesn't have a crush. "Maybe not. But I see the way you look at him." He says smirking. "Shut up. I see the way you look at Kiri ' Monkey boy '." His smirk fades. "Come on. It's time to get into the link pods." He's right. I just hope Lo'ak and the others didn't forget. Norm comes in and tells us to lay down. Once we were in the lid closes and the machine starts. I see a colorful swirling vortex. Avatar me, here I come.

(Lo'ak pov)

Damnit! We're running late to see y/n get her avatar. Spider's getting one too but I'm really excited to show y/n around my home. But Tuk wanted to wait for mom to finish the top she made for y/n. Yeah, my mom made Na'Vi clothes for y/n and Spider. Of course she hates humans after what happened years ago, but she really seems to like y/n and Spider. And Tuk wanted to give y/n the clothes so we had to wait. We finally made it to the lab and grabbed our masks. "Hey Max. Where's y/n and Spider?" He looked over at us but before he could say anything Kiri interrupted. "Can't wait to see your girlfriend huh?" She always teases me about y/n. "You're no different. I see how you look at Spider." Max breaks us up. "Calm down you two. They're getting into their link pods. They'll be here soon." I turn to glare at Kiri. Soon I hear footsteps. "Hey guys. You made it." It's Spider, he's in his avatar. "Hey bro, you look great. How do you feel?" I know Spider and y/n have been looking forward to this for a long time. "I feel amazing dude. No more masks, I don't have to strain my neck to look at you guys anymore, and I can make tsaheylu now. Maybe some day I'll tame an Ikran." I'm really happy for Spider. I wonder where y/n is though. "I was beginning to think you guys weren't coming." I look up to see y/n in her avatar. She's absolutely stunning. I've always thought she looked beautiful even as a human, but seeing her in this form, looking like one of my people, I've fallen in love with her all over again but even harder. "Lo'ak, is something wrong?" I realize I haven't said anything since she walked in. I've just been staring while my jaw is basically on the floor. "No, nothing's wrong." She smiles shyly at me. Tuk runs up to y/n. "Y/n, my mom made clothes for you and Spider. Will you put them on?" Y/n kneels down to Tuk's height. "Of course Tuk, thank you. I'll have to thank Neytiri later too. I'll go put them on." She takes the clothes from Tuk then her and Spider go to change. A few minutes later they come back. She looks like a goddess. I'm certain that not even Eywa could possibly be more beautiful than y/n looks right now. "You both look great." Neteyam says. "When we get to the village we'll have your guy's hair braided if you like." Kiri tells them mainly looking at Spider. I can't blame her though. I can't take my eyes off y/n. "Come on! I wanna show you around!" Tuk jumps up, grabbing y/n's hand pulling her out of the lab. "Let's go. Bye Max. Bye Norm." I can't wait to show y/n my world.

(Time skip. Y/n pov)

Today has been amazing. I got my avatar, I got the Na'Vi outfit Neytiri made for me, I got my hair done by some of the village girls, I got to explore with the Sully kids, and now I'm alone with Lo'ak. He said he wanted to take me somewhere. It's almost eclipse so it'll be dark soon. But I trust Lo'ak. He'd never let me get hurt. "Lo'ak, shouldn't we be heading back? I don't think your dad wants us out too late." He grabs my hand and looks into my eyes. "Trust me Sevin, it'll be alright. My dad knows where we're going. And I'll keep you safe." What a skxawng. Then again that would make me a skxawng for falling in love with him. "I trust you Lo'ak." I say sincerely. The sun has just set. "Look around Sevin." I look all around me. I've never seen anything like this. So many of the plants and creatures have a bioluminescent glow. "It's beautiful Lo'ak. And you get to see this everyday. I wish I could be a part of this. I can't believe humans almost destroyed all of this." I may not have been part of the great war seeing as I wasn't born yet, but I always felt a tiny bit sad that I was part of the species who almost destroyed something so incredible. "It's not your fault you know. You're not like them. You may be human but your heart lies with the Na'Vi." Lo'ak says. He always knows what to say to make me feel better. "Come on we're almost there." He drags me by the hand. Pretty soon we're at the tree of voices. "This is where you wanted to bring me?" I'm honestly shocked he'd bring me somewhere so sacred to his people. He nods. "Connect your Kuru to the tree." I grab it. Slowly bringing it to the tree, it connects. I hear the voices of those who have joined Eywa. All of a sudden everything seems different. Like I'm seeing things in a new light. It reminds me of a song I heard once while watching a movie with Lo'ak in the lab. I can't help but sing it softly right now. "All those days watching from the windows. All those years outside looking in. All that time never even knowing just how blind I've been." I disconnect my Kuru from the tree and look up at the stars. "Now I'm here blinking in the starlight. Now I'm here suddenly I see. Standing here, it's all so clear. I'm where I'm meant to be. And at last I see the light. And it's like the fog has lifted. And at last I see the light. And it's like the sky is new. And it's warm and real and bright. And the world has somehow shifted." I look over at Lo'ak. I know I should tell him how I feel. "All at once everything is different, now that I see you." He might not feel the same way but he deserves to know.

(Lo'ak pov)

I remember this song. She looked right at me for that last part though. Is that a sign? Even if it's not I should tell her how I feel. "All those days chasing down a daydream. All those years living in a blur. All that time never truly seeing things the way they were." I look into her eyes. "Now she's here shining in the starlight. Now she's here, suddenly I know. If she's here it's crystal clear. I'm where I'm meant to go." She leans in and sings with me. "And at last I see the light. And it's like the fog has lifted. And at last I see the light. And it's like the sky is new. And it's warm and real and bright. And the world has somehow shifted." Our foreheads are leaning against each other. I can feel her breath on my lips. "All at once everything is different now that I see you." She closes her eyes. "Now that I see you." I can't help myself. I cup her face in my hands and capture her lips with my own. I feel her hands on my neck as she kisses me back. I can't get enough of her, I've waited too long for this. She pulls away for a moment. I go to chase her lips again and she stops me. "I have to breathe skxawng." She says giggling. I swear I've never heard anything so beautiful. With a gentle whisper I breathe her name. "Y/n." I take a deep breath, preparing myself for the confession that has been building within me for so long. "I love you. I've loved you since the first day we met. And I will love you even after I've died." The world around me seemed to stop as I waited for her response, my heart pounding in my chest. Her face breaks into a radiant smile. "Lo'ak, I love you too. I've loved you since Spider introduced us in the lab years ago." I couldn't be happier right now. "Y/n will you allow me to court you? Will you be mine?"

(Y/n pov)

He actually wants to be with me? I'm so happy. "Yes Lo'ak. I'd love to be courted by you. I want to make the switch permanently so we can be together." He smiles. "I'll talk to my dad about you making the switch. I'm sure he'll allow it. Him and mom really like you." Hearing him say that makes me happy and gives me hope. I lean in and whisper to him. "I see you, Lo'ak." He looks at me. "I see you, y/n." He whispers back. And then he kisses me.

#loak x reader #avatar way of water #lo'ak sully

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