#queue: Spider-Man is missing!

[webslingerx]

Tag dump!

[demonboyhalo]

and ik discovering the fanfic sex pollen effect of the sephora spider sex cream must've been traumatizing but this is much funnier than the lemonade that just kills you

[foundfamilyhq]

[things-ford-pines-missed]

He missed the 2002-2007 Spider-Man trilogy (which I'm obligated to mention because JK Simmons)

Thing Ford Missed #179: The 2002-2007 Spider-Man Trilogy

[thstarsofsilver]

i'm ready to cry who knew three random White men would mean so much to me

#I just think ✨they✨

[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

L'appel du Vide

Pairing- Sully Family x Sully!Reader

Summary- You feel the urge to engage in destructive behaviors just to feel alive and your family wants to get to the bottom.

Pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

Warnings- self destructive thoughts/actions, getting slapped, biting someone's ear off, hateful thoughts, description of self harm, self harm, blood/bleeding, crying lmk if I missed something

A/N- did I cry writing the last part bc of my crippling mommy issues yes yes I did but we don't talk about it also tell me how it is 🤭🤭

It's like a call to a void, the adrenaline of putting yourself in danger. Like jumping off a cliff not knowing if your banshee is going to catch you, or slicing your hand with an open blade, or getting into a fight with someone ten times bigger than you. It made you feel real, made you feel alive. And if your not doing it your thinking of it. So why wouldn't you go with your siblings to the old battle field.

"Tuk keep up." Lo'ak said as you pushed a branch out of the way. "Why'd you bring her?" Spider asked and Lo'ak huffed. "She's always like 'I'm telling if you don't let me come you know your not supposed to go to the old battlefield " Lo'ak mocks your younger sibling only making Spider laugh and you roll your eyes at his childish tactics. Tuk pokes her tongue out at him and Kiri comes to her defense. "Don't pick on her." And finally you make it, you and Lo'ak crouch Kiri beside you. "Dad is going to ground you," she whispered to you, "shush can you stop." You reply and she only rolls her eyes. "For life."

behind some bushes you and Lo'ak look around there was all kind of rubble and metal on the ground you hit Lo'ak on the stomach to get his attention. "Let's look around." You say before immediately jumping back, Avatars. "Shit." You whisper Lo'ak looks at them his body freezes. "We have to tell dad." Kiri whispers. Lo'ak goes to touch the microphone on his neck. "Hey dad." Lo'ak whispers, your eyes were glued to the avatars.

"Lo'ak." You hear your father's gruff voice over the ear piece. "Yes we are at the old battle field and there are some Avatars we've never seen them." Silence, "Who is we." Was all your father said afterward you and Lo'ak share a look. "Me, Y/N, spider, Kiri and Tuk." He paused before he said Tuk and you could hear your father sigh. "Just stay safe, Lo'ak Lo'ak!"

Suddenly before you could think your queue was being pulled roughly making you wince in pain. You look around at the kidnappers around you. The avatars. "Show me your fingers." An older man said to Lo'ak and he flips him off and give a screechy hiss and you laugh loudly making Lo'ak chuckle. "Your his alright and you," he says turning around to you pointing a finger. "Your a cute little thing aren't ya' think that's funny?" He asked. You cringe at his statement. "I do actually." He smirks gripping your face. "We'll keep you." He said and all you did was hiss it was deeper and louder than the one Lo'ak previously did.

He gives you a hard slap and all you did was smile as you hear your mother's war call. The man's face fell, "I will kill you as many times as I have to demon." Was the last thing you heard before you saw your father and brother, Neteyam sweep in and get the avatars holding your siblings but they couldn't help you but you didn't need any. As your father held you sister in her arms you took this chance to kick the man holding you kick him in the knee he filps you around arms locking around you and before you knew it you opened your mouth clamping down on the first thing near you and it came off in your mouth the taste of iron on your tongue filling your mouth, the man screamed letting you fall to the ground. You jump up and spit the piece of skin in your mouth blood spilling from it as you spit. "She bit my ear off! The bitch bit my ear off!" He yelled you smiled as you pick a gun up that he had dropped and run off next to your dad.

It was hell after you got home. Your father yelled at you and Lo'ak about how irresponsible you two were and how stupid it was to attack the man holding you. But, this was the usual for you not taking anything to heart but you could see Lo'ak every heart breaking thing your father said to you two it stabbed him a hundred times over. And then your father put everyone of lock down and suddenly everything darkened around you, it felt like you were a dead person in someone you didn't know, like your family and friends weren't really your family and friends.

So there you are sitting at the back of your families home watching the sky, you had the razor blade you swiped from Norm in hand and all of those bad thoughts flew into you again. You griped the balde t as tears fell down your face, "Your not real." Your head thought. "Your nothing." The thoughts consumed you as the blade got closer and closer to your skin and it made contact you held it to the base of your palm. Your eyes clench closed as you held the blade hard and sliced all the way down, the throbbing pain was there and then you take the balde off of your palm and as the blood dropped from your hand, and a sense of comfort fell over you.

Your mother looked at your hand as she wrapped it up, "And you say you accidentally cut yourself when sharpening your dagger." She asked once again and you smile. "Yes I was being stupid I know." You laugh as she lets go of your hand. Before you asked your mother to wrap your hand your father gave you the news you had to leave, it hurt it really did you were leaving the only place you called home but you knew you had to stay strong for your siblings for your Mother.

When you finally made it to the Meykayina all of their eyes were on you and your family it was strange, unsettling. It only got worse the more you stayed there people made fun of you, of your siblings. And that feeling you knew all to well came back you had to cut, and everytime you had a quick explanation. Soon you had scars in various parts of your body, on your sides, inner and outer thighs, your calfs, you even had to wrap you hands up. And after an altercation with Lo'ak and the chiefs son they were forcing you and your siblings to hang out with him and his sister Tsireya. She was nice, sweet you sort of envied her but didn't show it. "Hey forest people." Ao'nung laughed and all you did was roll your eyes. "Hey fish boy." You reply opening your eyes and giving him a sarcastic smile.

He looks taken back but Kiri and Lo'ak burst into laughter as Neteyam hits your arm. "Let's get this day over with." He said getting the ilus saddled up. You stand up and head towards your ikran and they just look at you. "Forest girl where you going!?" Ao'nung yells and you turn around. "I'm going to ride Amhel." And then Neteyam huffed. "What is wrong Neteyam?" Tsireya asked as she lifted her leg over her ilu. "When she rides Amhel that means shes gonna do something stupid and then get in trouble for it." He shook his head as you jumped into her and connected taking off into the sky. It was a dangerous speed, but you didn't care. You did all kinds of things in the air the farther you got into sea. "Flip upside down." You thought and that's what she did. "She's not strapped in!" Tsireya yells watching you as you let your arms swing in the air. Neteyam watched he hates when you did this, but he couldn't stop you.

You made it to the island you land on the warm sand and hop off as the other five to make it to you. Kiri hit you upside the head. "Why are you so stupid always doing dangerous things." She scolded. "Ah and it's not dangerous it's fun have some." You joke rubbing the sore spot she made. "Fun? We rather keep our lives thank you." Neteyam chimed in and you only rolled your eyes. "If I wanted to get scolded I would have stayed with mom and dad..." Trailed off by seeing a huge rock. It was beautiful it started in the water where it has a teal ring, and it goes up as moss and leaves grow on it, it had to be at least fifty felt in the air. "Y/N don't." Neteyam spoke, to late.

You rode Amhel up to the rock and looked down you were sure to die if you jumped and no one caught you. "Perfect." You thought.

Meanwhile on the shore your older brother and sister sit down and put their face in there palms. "Told you, something stupid." Neteyam muttered to the group. Ao'nung had his transparent eyebrows furrowed as he looks between you and your brother. "What is she going to do?" He asked as you got of of Amhel. "Just watch it's so cool." Lo'ak said.

You disconnected you queue as you let the side of your head. "Remember catch me." You whisper to her and she only gives you a small chirp in response as she takes flight. She circles around the rock getting ready to catch her rider. You take one more look down stepping back a few steps you take a deep breath. Closing your eyes you run and jump. Falling through the air you could hear Tsireya yelling, "She's gonna die, she's not gonna catch her!!" This time your siblings got up and started yelling Neteyam jumped to his ilu ready to rush toward you and then everyone stopped as the heard you. "Why are you guys so serious." From behind them.

"Holy shit that was cool." Lo'ak laughed you got off of Amhel and walked to them sitting down in the sand letting the warm sun hit your skin. "I thought you were going to die." Tsireya said sitting down next to you. "Not today." You say smiling as you close your eyes.

"You did What!" You father yelled, you have Lo'ak a side eye, why did he have to be such a blabber mouth. "It wasn't anything serious me and Amhel used to do it all the time back home." You say putting your hand on your hip. "Okay we'll talk about that later but you jumped off a cliff that was over fifty feet in the air, what the fuck is wrong with you." Clenching your teeth, "Nothing is wrong with, I'm sorry I'm not an uptight asshole and like to have fun." You say suddenly feeling defensive as to why he asked what was wrong with you. "Don't curse at me and that's not fun you could have killed yourself." He yelled and you only rolled your eyes. "No more riding Amhel." He said and your face dropped. "What t-thats not fair." You protest before your father clicks his tongue. "Fine." Was all you said before storming up to your room of the pod.

It had been a little past eclipse and your shoulders felt heavy and that question ran through your mind over and over again, "What the fuck is wrong with you." Your father's words never stuck but this did. Your hands shaked you jumped out from under the hand-made blanket your mother gave you. You tiptoe over to your bag and rummage through it and you found it. You bit your lip as you looked at the blade. You sit on your cot and grabbed the blanket you were previously covering up with, putting it between your teeth you bit down, now you look at the blade and you press it onto your upper arm, pressing down hard you guide the blade down you sighed and bite the blanket because of the pain, but the more pressure you put into the cuts the more mental relief you felt. You dropped the blade and looked at your hand you held it so hard it cut through your fingers.

You let the blanket slip through your teeth and your breath was heavy and then you look up and your eyes were met with ones of your mother. You gasp. Flipping the blanket over your arm and hide the blade. Neytiri walks closer bottom lips shaking, "Show me." She demands and you only look away wiping the tears away from you face. "Show me." She says this time a little harsher. "Fine mom, you wanna see!" You say loudly getting up and the balde falls to the ground, you show her what you had just did, then you ripped the bandages you had on your thighs and then your hands. "Is this what you wanted to see." You say crying. Neytiri tilts her head as she falls to the ground. "My baby, my daughter my special girl." She cried out holding the blade throwing it across the room. "Mom don't cry." You say holding yourself looking from your mother's broken figure.

Neytiri was gasping through her tears, "Was it me was it Jake, did we do something, did we do something wrong I know we haven't been the best parents but I tried to protect you I-"

"No it's not you or dad it's me I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up but it's not you mom it's not you." You say falling to the ground next to her. She looks at you and holds your arms, going over every scar she helped heal and guilt fills her. You cry watching her reaction and then she brings you close, "It's okay my special baby, my sweet girl." She coos rocking you back and forth as your tears soak her chest. "I'm sorry mama I'm sorry."

"nothing to be sorry for my sweet." She said guiding you back to the bed holding you she pressed sweet loving kisses to your wrist. "Nothing wrong my sweet girl." She whispered holding you as she did when you were a child and your cries softened and your eyes began to get heavy for the first time you felt loved, you felt safe.

[im-not-batman]

For the ask WIP game

Spideypool falling please 😊

Oh I LOVE this one!

It's a 5+1 of spideypool falling for eachother and then Falling For Eachother. Featuring Dadpool because I'm a big fan of his work (Ellie).

"It really creeps me out when you do that, Webs." Wade said, sinking deeper into Peter's beat-up couch and kicking his fluffy-sock-clad feet up onto the other half of it that Peter was perched above. "I like sitting up here, sends all the blood to my brain so that I can beat you quicker," Peter reasoned and as if on queue the tinny TV speaker announced yet another victory. "You're such an asshole, Baby Boy," Wade smirked up at him, sounding more proud than annoyed. He threw a couple of M&Ms up for Peter to catch in his mouth, "do the other heros know how much of an asshole their comrade is?" Around his mouthful of chocolate and peanuts, he grinned, "I save all my worst bits for you, Wade." It was true too. He always felt like he needed to pose and posture around his fellow superheroes. Even though he'd come into his own as Spider-man over the last ten years, he still yearned for their approval and strived for their respect. Around Wade though, there was no need to pretend he was any better than he actually was. He didnt feel the need to constantly be on his best behaviour. Peter let his sass and sarcasm, disdain and irritation, good moods, bad moods and everything inbetween run rampant around Deadpool. And he never felt like he was being judged or evaluated. Just admired. Ecouraged even. "I'm touched," he said, throwing up another handful of M&Ms. This time Peter didn't react quick enough, lost in thought, and missed them.

Instead Wade caught the chocolates in his own mouth. Which shouldn't have been a thing but Peter's brain was making it a thing. He couldn't figure out if it was the ease with which he caught them – Peter's attraction to competency rearing it's ugly head – or the fact that the M&Ms were intended for his mouth and were now in Deadpool's. Either way, Peter's brain was doing some sort of horny gymnastics to rationalise it as tonsil tennis by-proxy. He watched Wade's throat bob as he swallowed. Peter's concentration was decidedly broken. He slipped. Usually that wouldn't be an issue; usually he'd have fallen from a much greater height and thus had more time to catch himself. But he was hanging from the ceiling this time. Granted, it was a relatively high ceiling, but not high enough. He let out an indecipherable jumble of a scream/shout/warning and Wade managed to dive out of the crash zone in time to not be knocked out by a 170 pound moron. When Peter didn't feel the heavy, throbbing pain of head trauma, he managed to gather his wits enough to realise that his head hadn't made contact with anything.

After another moment, he realised that Wade had seemingly managed to get his hand between Peter's skull and the floor. He still found himself uncomfortably contorted - half on the couch, half off, in a sort of human pretzel situation - but Wade had reacted in enough time to keep his head from cracking against the ground. And he was still holding him that way.

Peter's brain stopped working again. "Sorry," Wade said, trying to right the hero so that he was no longer lying at a downward 45 degree angle with legs akimbo, "Dad reflexes."

Peter wanted to scream. "You're apologising for saving me from a concussion?" Peter attempted to tease but it fell flat when he saw Wade's face, "Are you okay?" He let out a choked laugh, "Am I okay?" He asked incredulously, "you just fell eight feet." "And yet you're the one looking a bit loopy," Peter half laughed but wasn't able to keep the worry from seeping into his tone. "You scared the shit outta me, thought you were gonna go splat!" Deadpool justified. "From that height? Child's play. If I'd splatted, I'd have deserved it." It was a joke but Wade didn't seem to find it funny. "You should look after yourself better, Petey," he looked like he realised he was being too serious then, and his demeanor visibly shifted, "you don't regenerate, so you gotta look after that sinfully gorgeous meat suit of yours."

Ty ty for the ask! I really wanna get back into writing these two, I love them so much 🥲

Send me an ask with which of my WIPs from This Post you wanna hear about!

[lina-lovebug]

You Are Mine, p. 3

Synposis: You and Quaritch are mated but your sister, Neytiri, cannot accept him

Warnings: cussing, Neytiri hating Quaritch

Usually in a situation like this, Miles Quaritch would be yelling and pissed off.

But him falling into a stream because he tried catching a fish with his bare hands and his mate laughing at him only brought him pure joy.

"Oh, you think this is funny?" Miles questioned, grabbing me by my hands and pulling me in.

I gasped as the cold water hit my skin and hit his chest playfully.

"You skxawng!"

Your laughter was heard from miles around. Neytiris' ears flicked downwards, and she growled under her breath.

"What's wrong?" Kiri questioned.

"She should not have mated with him," Neytiri expressed, "He is a bad man. He is the reason your grandfather is dead."

"Nothing could ever change what he did, mom. But I can see he's trying to make amends-"

"Nothing can-!"

"He loves her, mom!" Kiri stopped Neytiri.

"I can see it. There's a reason they met, and why Aunt (Y/N) fell in love with him. You trust your sister, and I know that my aunt would not be tricked like this," Kiri saw the love between them, and it wasn't fake. Miles Quaritch wasn't deceiving her.

But Neytiri wouldn't believe it.

He's a monster and always would be, in her eyes.

He killed their father.

"He regrets it. I can-"

"Kiri, you are young. You cannot fathom what he has done."

"It wasn't just him! I love dad, but he knew. He knew what was coming and you still love him."

"It was different-!"

"Hey, hey, what's going on?" Jake interrupted, hearing the commotion as he came home with Lo'ak and Neteyam.

"Dad, please, you have to give Miles a chance. You were once one of them, you thought like them, you even thought of us as savages," Now that hurt Jake.

"I swear to you on Eywa that he's changed. He loves (Y/N)."

"I can see it," Lo'ak spoke up.

"The way he watches her was weird, but it wasn't in a creepy way. He looks at her like you look at mom," Lo'ak told Jake, who knew the truth but it was Quaritch. He hated the natives more than anyone.

And yet he mated with one of them.

"Hey, is everything alright?"

Neytiri looked back to see him. He was wearing Na'vi clothing, he looked like Na'vi, but she knows hatred when it's infront of her.

"You will never be one of us," Neytiri sneered before walking away, Neteyam and Lo'ak following after their mother.

Miles ears fell back, knowing this wouldn't be easy.

"I don't give a damn what she tells me, but (Y/N) misses her sister. I can't stand seeing her like this," Despite how hard he's tried, he knew that all his mate wanted was for her sister to forgive her and accept him.

And the problem of the humans. They had to have figured out by now that Miles betrayed them and had to be looking.

Fighting his own spaud was going to be a bitch.

"I don't like you all that much right now either, but I know (Y/N), and she wouldn't choose if she didn't know that you've changed," Maybe she was right. Just like Jake, Miles had grown to see the beauty of Pandora and its people.

"Oh, and Miles?"

"Yes?"

Jake had punched him in the face, causing Spider and Tuk to gasp.

"That's for trying to kill me."

"Yeah, I should've seen that coming."

But before anything else, everyone heard a scream. Miles ears folded back, recognizing the voice as his (Y/N).

Him and Jake exchanged a look of worry before running in the direction of the scream.

What happened? Is she okay? Why did I leave her alone?

Thousands of thoughts were racing through his mind, regretting every second he wasn't by your side.

"Tell me who sent you!"

"Let go of me, bitch!"

Only to find (Y/N) holding Corporal Lyle by his queue and with a dagger to his throat. Blood dripped from his nose and mouth, showing that he got a good beat down in the few seconds it took them to get to her.

"Colonel! Tell this bitch to let go of me!" But then he noticed something. . .off. His Corporal wasn't in his gear but instead, he looked like one of them.

"So it's true. You did run off. For what?! Some quick native pussy?!"

Before Miles could beat the living shit out of him, an arrow shot through the brush and into his skull.

That arrow was so fast, and if Neytiri was feeling extra vengeful, she could've easily killed him. She glanced at Miles as she came out of the bush.

"You better be ready to lay down your life for her," Neytiri hissed, and (Y/N) looked towards her mate.

"Always."

[ax-killjoy]

☆ Darling, let’s get old.

synopsis ! 𖦹 : neteyam never wants to admit it, but he misses home.

Notes ! 𖦹 : y’all- thank you sm for all the reblogs, likes, and such. It’s making me a lil nervous fr !! (o´罒`o)

inspired by !! : acolyte - Slaughter Beach, Dog.

neteyam x gn!metkyina!reader

warning ! : mentions of food, a bit of angst, brief depictions of a fight, mentions of a near death experience.

It had been almost a month since the Sully family moved to Awa’altu, and in that month so much has happened.

They get settled in, they try to become part of the Metkyina. Reef people. They learn to ride Ilu, and hold their breath for so long that they could sit on the ocean floor, staring at fish and casually talk underwater, all with the help of you, Tsireya, and Ao’nung.

Lo’ak’s little heart almost pops at the sight of Tsireya, gets in trouble with You and Tsireya’s older brother Ao’nung (who stares so much to the point it’s getting weird). And of course, if Lo’ak gets into a fight with 3-4 Metkyina plus ! Ao’nung, Big bro Neteyam has to be there to fighting along side him.

Lo’ak almost dies outside of the reef. Neteyam pulls Ao’nung by the queue so hard, that it send shiver down the fish boy’s spine just thinking about it. Lo’ak meets Payakan, an outcast Tulkun, and bonds with him, who Neteyam finds out is such a humble and peaceful animal. And to top it all off, Neteyam almost dies in a fight against some man, who’s been trying to kill his parents since before he was born.

And Eywa, you were there for all of it.

He remembers vividly, as he jumped off his Ikran, staring at the Na’vi. They crowd him, quiet hisses and murmurs spread through the crowd. Then he sees you, you bump through the crowd with big curious eyes, your tail swishes as you circle them. Neteyam stares at you, smiling a bit, and you smile back. It’s a shy smile, but it wasn’t hesitant. Infact it felt welcoming. He makes his brother do the motion, i see you. You smile, doing it back, only staring at Neteyam. This was soon stopped when your older brother Ao’nung stomps through the crowd, a deathly glare and a restless urge to make fun of the Sully.

It still suprises him, you were there to teach him how to breath deep, to teach the ways of the water and the ocean. You sat with Kiri tending to his wounds after the fight with Ao’nung, apologizing profusely, it wasn’t even your fight. You were there when they retrieved Lo’ak, you held Neteyam’s hands as he rambled about how worried he was, and how he was going to gut Ao’nung like a fish.

And you were there when it happened, you were the first to notice his blood spilling into the sea. You yelled at Lo’ak to hold him tight, yelling at the Sky Person named Spider to hold him up, and yelled even louder for Lo’ak’s ilu to speed up.

You held onto him, begging him to keep his eyes open. “Just a little longer love, please.” you beg in the softest you could in a situation like this, your voice cracking, heavy and laced with desperation. And Neteyam thinks, he never wants to hear you like that ever again. Your tears spilled onto his chest, as you and Lo’ak covered his wound with trembling hands. He remembers seeing the horrified look Lo’ak had, and you caressing his face begging him to focus. “He’s gonna be ok Lo’ak, just press harder.”

In that moment, mind jumbled, sight fazing in and out. He decided that he loved you.

And when he woke a couple days later, in a Marui. The Tsahik and Chief’s wife, Ronal speaking to his mother in small whispers, the warmth of the sun and your arms wrapped around his waist.

He finalized that decision, and wanted to declare it to anyone who would listen. That he loved you.

•*¨*•.¸¸♪✧ !!

His eyes open slightly, a pained wince is let out. Alerting everyone in the room, the slight movement wakes up you instantly, drowsiness leaving your body. You go to help him up before his mother gets a chance to move. “Be careful Nete, please.” you whisper, holding him up. His back falls onto the wall of the marui, you watch him survey the area. The sun seems too bright for his eyes, he goes to lift up his arm only for him to groan and snarl at the pain. You whimper, ears flatten, stuck to your head as you try to comfort him. He looks up at you, eyes bright yellow, a soft grin forms as he gazes at you. “Hi.” he says, making both of you huff a laugh. Though, as you both bore into each other’s eyes, your own become glossy. tears fall, slow as you sniffle.

“Why are you crying Y/N ?” he asks, as you continue to cry. “I’m just happy to see you.” You whisper, “I could’ve lost you.”, more tears fall. Neteyam lets out a shaky sigh, trying to not cry with you. He holds your face with the uninjured side of his body, wiping your tears. “I’m here baby, i’m right here. I’m alive.” He assures, and you smile through your tears. “You’re here.” you repeat looking into his eyes.

He moves his hand from your cheek, moving it to the back of your head. Moving you towards his, your forehead against his, noses touching. Basking in eachother, focusing on each other’s breathing, and living beating hearts.

“Oel ngati kameie Ma Y/N” he says softly, feeling your hands caress both sides of his face. Moving to sink into his messy braids, moving down to hold his throat to feel his pulse, then down again on his chest. Feeling his heart beat, keeping your warm hands there.

“Oel ngati kameie, Ma Neteyam.” you say back, and then there was silence. Both of you yet again basking in eachother’s embrace. Feeling the warm that overwhelmed two bodies, holding eachother so close that it almost formed into one.

Everything was going to be ok.

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪✧ !!

It has been several weeks after Neteyam’s injury, his shoulder seems better. He can move it, yes. But sometimes it feels stiff, and he sometimes he can never get the feeling of the bullet in his shoulder, out of brain.

The Olo’eytkan Tonowari declares the Sully family, Metkyina. Thanking them for their help with defeating the sky people, and saving the Tulkun. As much as Neteyam wishes to be happy about it, and he is. There’s always that feeling that he is missing something, making him feel ever so lonely.

He misses home.

He tries not to make it an issue, his father has done so much for him and the rest of the family to keep them safe, to keep the Omatikaya safe. But no matter how friendly the Metkyina are, he still misses the soil beneath his feet, the smell of rivers, the sounds of his clan chanting, the burning smell of bon fires, he misses his grandmother and her bickering with Kiri. He misses home.

He sulks during his duties, catching fish with a net makes him reminisce of when he merely used a bow to kill fish, when he lives in the forest. “Bro, are you ok ?” Lo’ak asks snapping Neteyam out of his thoughts, and he nods. “Yeah…never better.” He says, walking away. He just wants you with him.

When he comes home, you’re sitting down by the fire, stirring a pot that makes pops and boils. The scent is familiar, it’s almost like home. The smell is so similar to the food his mother used to make, specifically his comfort food for when he was having a bad day, but that couldn’t be the case. That was Omatikaya only food.

“Evening, Ma Teyam.” You say, looking up at him. He grins tiredly, he sits down releasing a heavy sigh. He lets his body rest against yours, his head falling onto your shoulder, soft kisses pressed on your skin. He basks in this feeling, Domestic Bliss his father called it. He lets your warmth and the fire radiate onto him, embracing him like a hug.

“Your Mother and Father are out, they went on a hunting trip with my father and others. Kiri and Tuk are helping My mom and Tsireya find material and herbs, Lo’ak said he was going to Payakan just outside the reef.” You murmur, kissing the top of his head. “We need to fix your braids, oh mighty warrior.” You joke, and he hums. “Later, just need you with me.” he says quietly.

He closes his eyes for a moment, listening as you continue to stir the pot, soft splashing and the smelling that ever so familiar scent. “Ma Yawne, open your eyes.” You say softly, he opens to see a wooden spoon front of him. He doesn’t really know what he’s looking at, but it seems so good. “Taste.” He lets you spoon feed him.

Suddenly he knows exactly what he’s eating, it’s a stew his mother made for him when he felt horrible. Roasted fish, boar maybe, plenty of vegetables. He tastes flavores he knows are specifically from the forest, he wants to ask but he’s to occupied with the flavores bursting in his mouth. He sulks, releasing all the tense muscles as he chews. “Mmf, oh eywa.” He moans, his tail curles around you as he violently purrs. You let out a laugh.

“I’m glad you like it.” You giggle, “How did you even get these herbs ? These are from the forest.” He asks, looking into the pot. His tail almost wagging at the sight of you pouring some of the stew into a bowl for him. “Well, I noticed that you’ve been stiff all day, you looked kind of gloomy today. Decided to ask your mother about what your favorite food was, found she kept some herbs from the forest. She told me how to cook it before she left.”

And for a moment, Neteyam thinks he can’t love you anymore or else his heart will burst. He feels the love encompass his whole body, and he whimpers softly resting his head into the crook of your neck. He wonders what he might’ve done in his past life to deserve you, maybe this was the blessing he got from eywa after the bullet, he doesn’t know and he can’t comprehend it. He can’t get it enough it though, he’s practically drunk off of your existence. “I don’t deserve you.” He says, and you laugh again. He feels the vibration of it, he looks up at you, and sees your gaze. He realizes, that you love him just as much as he loves you. You look at him like he holds the secrets to the universe, the stars, to life.

“Ma Yawne, after everything ? You deserve the world.”

｡:.ﾟஐ⋆* !!

Ma Yawne - My beloved

Oel ngati kameie - I see you

[dumbass-tumbler-cryptid]

Mama’s boy

Plot summary: Spider works up the courage to ask Quaritch about his mother. He’ll quickly learn that his mama was just as feral as he is.

Relationships: Spider Socorro and Miles Quaritich Paz Socorro/Miles Quaritch

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Spider was bored out of his mind! He had been leading his captors through the forest for hours, as they slowly but surely made their way to the Hallelujah Mountains, so the recom team could tame some Ikrans. His body may have been steadily moving forward, but his mind was a frenzy, in desperate need of stimulation. So he did what he always did when he was bored. He grabbed onto the closest tree branch and began to climb.

 “The hell do you think youre doing” said Quaritch. Spider looked down at the Na’vi clone of his father, already high up his tree and well out of the recoms reach. Spiders responded with an annoyed look and defensive hiss, then continued the trek foreword, leaping from tree branch to tree branch.

Quaritch watched him for a moment before continuing on, a feeling of fondness taking root in his chest as he watched his boy skillfully jump through the air.

Wainfleet glanced up at the kid, an amused smile spreading across his face at the sight of the monkey boy. 

“He really is a feral little gremlin isn’t he” he said to the Colonel, falling into step with the man.

Quaritch looked up at Spider again, with a shrug. “Nah, he’s just like his mama.”

Spider heard that and his heart fell into his stomach. He was like his mama? He had only ever heard about how he was like his father, the comparison hurled at him by others in fits of anger. But now here was that same man (or the ghost of him) comparing Spider to his mama- one of the biggest mysteries in his life. 

Quaritch’s one little comment had Spiders mind racing with so many thoughts and questions that the boy completely lost his concentration and slipped. He fell his body ping ponging between thick branches on his way down. 

Quaritch swore his ears picked up on his son’s fall the moment his kid’s breathing changed from steady to panicked. He snatched the boy out of the air as soon as he fell into arms length, and pulled him close.

“Are you hurt,” he asked Spider while he frantically checked the kid for injuries, checked his mask for cracks and his exopac for any malfunction. Spider just looked at him, eyes glazed. “Did you hit your head” Quaritch didn’t wait for an answer as he gently looked over the boy's head and neck for injury. 

Spider's eyes lit up again as he shoved the man's hands away. “I’m fine. Get off of me.” He worked his way out of his, not father’s arms, and stalked away.

Quaritch felt like picking a fight with the kid at that. Spider could have died. What had made him so agile one moment, then falling to his death the next? He stared at his sons tensed back, large dark bruises already beginning to bloom across his skin. Later, he told himself. They both needed to calm down before they could have any kind of productive conversation. For now he’d just make sure his son's feet stayed on the ground.

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“Yeah that’s right!” Quaritch hollered in triumph on the back of his ikran. His team cheered him on as he showed off. He didn’t miss the little smile on Spider's face, and it only made Quaritch’s pride swell more.

“Alright who’s next” Quaritch called as he landed, pulling his braid from his ikrans queue. He could feel the energy drop at his question. He knew that while everyone on the team wanted an ikran, no one wanted to be the one to follow him up. Not after he’d almost died.

“Oh come on. We’re not scared are we.” He looked around at his squad, took in there faces “ it wasn’t that bad.” Then he jabbed a thumb in Spider's direction and said “taming the boy's mother was harder than this.”

Spider’s smile fell, and his cheeks turned pink. The recoms all laughed uproariously around him, practically mocking his embarrassment.

“Alright, I’ll go next” said Wainfleet 

“Good man” Quaritch said. As Wainfleet stepped up to the plate, Quaritch watched Spider walk away from the group out of the corner of his eye.

“Hey” he called after him “don’t you go too far. Don’t you forget…”

“Yeah yeah I know” Spider said waving him off.

Quaritch sighed. Teenagers. Can’t even take a joke.

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The team had made camp for the night and they were now gathered around a fire, eating, talking, joking and laughing. The only one not taking part was Spider. The boy was noticeably withdrawn, sitting with his arms hugging his knees, curled into a protective ball. Quaritch kept side eyeing him but didn’t say anything.

Just ask him, Spider thought, it’s just one question. It’s not that big of a deal. That was a lie. If it wasn’t a big deal he wouldn’t be this anxious about it. He sat there for who knows how long trying in vain to amp himself up just to ask one simple question.

His, not father, apparently tired of his tense body language and far off stair moved closer to him. With a heavy sigh he asked “what’s eating ya kid?”

Spider had spent so much time trying to ask his question, that the man’s prompt, made it burst out in a rush. “What was mama like?”

The entire squad silenced. Quaritch looked like he’d been smacked. Spider continued on in a rush, trying to recover the situation. “I mean I don’t really know that much about her. Everyone that really knew her either died or was sent back to earth, so all I really knew about her was her name, and that she was a pilot.”

Spider was breathing hard. He hadn’t taken a single breath since his question tumbled out of his mouth. He cautiously looked up at his not father. His eyes looked pained and far away.

  The question and explanation from his son hurt Quaritch. Paz had been dead for 15 years by this point but from his perspective it had only been a month. Now at his son’s words his grief was compounded with guilt. That’s my fault, he thought, it’s my fault my son doesn’t know his mother. 

He didn’t have the final memory between himself and the mother of his child. He knew he was planning on seeing her after his memories were uploaded. He knew what he had been planning for her, and while he might not have known what happened definitively between the two of them, she was dead now. Deep down he knew. It was his fault 

Smiles and small laughs broke out among the other recoms. Wainfleet spoke up, “Kid your mom was the craziest, wildest, most badass bitch….

“Hey!” Quaritch shouted low and threatening “don’t you dare call my woman a bitch! Especially not in front or our boy,”

Those words made a mix of emotions flood Spider’s chest. He didn’t know how to fully process that right now but he did relax slightly, a small smile tugging at the side of his mouth.

Wainfleet held his hands up in surrender “No offense.” 

“Did you all know my mama?” Spider asked the group.

Quaritch spoke before anyone else got the chance. “Of course they did! Your mama was the best pilot there was. And I’m not just saying that. She was legitimately the best pilot there was. Leagues better than anyone else. And an absolute genius to boot. And hands down the most gorgeous creature on earth or Pandora and…”

The squads growing snickers made him stop his ranting. Spider was smiling up at him, his big brown eyes shining bright. 

Her eyes.

And damm did his son look like his lady. Spider had Paz’s eyes, her smile, her laugh, and the best parts of her personality. That realization had his heart both soaring and crashing at the same time.

“So why would she get with you?” Spider asked all snark and attitude.

The other recoms laughed at their colonel's expense. “Tell him how you two met,” Z-dog exclaimed.

“Oh my god. Kid you're gonna love this” Manks said playfully nudging Spider with his elbow.

Spider eyed Quaritch expectantly. The man sighed deeply, pushing down all of his negative emotions. He just couldn’t say no to that look. “Fine.”

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Damm new recruits. The latest crop of soldiers had landed earlier that day and by the sound of it they were celebrating. Quaritch had been awoken at 2 am to loud music blaring. The shouts and cheers of the new recruits echoing down the halls.

He made his way from his private quarters to the barracks. He imagined he’d find a crazy frat party going on. Nothing but booze and stupidity as far as the eye could see. He was not prepared for what he found. 

“Wanna see a cool trick?” A woman’s voice. Just beginning to slur from the effects of her drink. She was lounging on top of a table surrounded by her cohorts. She took a big swig out of the bottle in her hand, shook her long, dark, curls, away from her face, then clicked the lighter clutched in her right hand. In one swift movement she spit the alcohol out of her mouth and lit the spray, giving the effect that she was breathing fire. Quaritch eyes went wide. Quickly he crushed his shock and got serious.

“What in the hell is going on here” Quaritchs voice boomed out over all the noise. Everyone, but the woman froze in fear. Someone had the good sense to cut the music.

She had the audacity to smile at him, looking at him from over her shoulder with mocking eyes. She couldn’t care less. “It's a party.”

He was shocked by her boldness. Men a good foot taller than her and packed with muscle were practically shitting themselves at Quaritchs presence but here was this little Disney princess looking bitch looking at him coyly like a cat that’d just caught its prey.

“Who’s responsible for this, party” he asked, already having a good sense of the answer.

She slid off the table like water, stepped up to him, not an ounce of fear present. “Me”. She looked proud of it too.

“Follow me.” He moved to the side so she could take the lead. She strolled past him head held high, so casually she could have been taking a leisurely stroll in the park. “The rest of you get to bed. And don’t you think there won’t be consequences for the rest of ya.” With that he slammed the door.

“Y’a coming” she said, looking back at him already several feet ahead. His response was to stalk towards her. She turned and continued down the hall still leading the way.

“That’s far enough” he called as they neared the end of the hall.

“No it’s not.” She didn’t even look at him, just kept walking, turning the corner.

“That wasn’t a request.”

“I’m aware.” And didn’t that just make his blood boil. He went to grab her by the arm but she dodged him, turned to face him. She was now walking backwards but that didn’t slow her down in the least. Her eyes were still mocking him but there was razor sharpness to it now. She was smirking but he couldn’t tell if it was in amusement, or if it meant danger. Maybe both. 

“What’s your name solder”

“Paz. Socorro.” she turned away from him, quickening her step ever so slightly, to be out of Quaritch’s reach.

“Well Miss Paz Socorro I’m not asking. I’m ordering you as your command officer to stop” She simply ignored him. They continued on like that for a few more feet, him shouting at her to stop, her ignoring him completely. 

Finally she seemed to be satisfied with the distance they’d put between themselves and the barracks. She rounded on him abruptly, eyes like a wildfire, muscles tense ready for a fight. Quaritch noted that while she had the face of an angel, she had the body of an Amazon warrior. “What the hell is wrong with you.!” She didn’t yell. The words were hissed through her teeth, voice low and threatening. 

Quaritch had been surprised first at her sudden turn then at her words. “Oh I’m so sorry.” His words were dripping with sarcasm. “Did I ruin your little party.”

She waved him off “Oh the party I threw because of you.”

Now he was legitimately confused “ How the hell you gonna spin this back on me?”

“Your little speech from earlier. Everything that flies or squats in the mud wants to kill you.” As she repeated his word back to him she perfectly mimicked his southern drawl “It is my job to keep you alive. I will not succeed. Not with all of you. The hell is wrong with you saying that shit!”

“It’s the truth. Don’t like it, then you shouldn’t have come here.”

“I knew what I was getting into.” She stepped up to him, getting in his face as best she could. She barely reached his chin. “I’m not afraid of this planet, and I’m not afraid to die. But at least I thought this operation would be run by someone actually competent at their job, and not someone who freely admits that he’ll fail all of us on the first day!”

She might as well have smacked him. “I was just being realistic and honest…”

“No! You were filling them with fear. Fear breeds hesitation, and hesitation will get you killed faster then any creature on this planet.”

She had a point. But Quaritch didn’t want to be wrong. “The hell do you know. You’ve barely been on this planet, five minutes. I’ve been running this operation for ten years.”

He could see it in her eyes, she didn’t want to lose either, “I just layed in bed for hours listening to my comrades cry, and moan, regretting every decision that led them to here….”

 “That’s their problem.”

“No that your problem! How successful is your mission going to be if your fighting force is nothing but a bunch of sniveling cowards.”

He clasped his hands behind his back and leaned down to be more in her face. He took a mocking placating tone when he said, “So your genius solution was to throw a party?” 

That dangerous smirk was back on her face. She lifted her chin so she could look down her nose at him. “My genius solution was to make them forget. Forget the damage you’d done and make them feel strong again. Make them feel invincible.”

Quaritch could see the logic in that. From Paz’s account no one was sleeping that much tonight anyway, so why not get drunk, forget your troubles, let the energy of the music lift your spirits, and do stupid drunken bull shit to make you feel invincible again. Quaritch nodded at her in understanding but still didn’t agree. “Too much fear will make you weak. You're right about that. But feeling invincible? That’ll make you stupid.”

She took in his words. Her face betrayed nothing of her thoughts. “So you're aware that fear makes you weak and yet you still chose to scare the shit out of your newest recruits. Because you did make them too fearful today. You weakened them.”

“I’ll break them of that. And I’ll break you too of this attitude of yours little miss.”

He meant it as a threat. She laughed at him instead. Not a mocking or sarcastic laugh. A full on deep belly laugh. She patted him on the shoulder as she moved past him, beginning her walk back to the barracks “Better men then you have tried Colonel!”

He was getting whiplash from this woman. He turned in her direction and shouted, “I’ve got my eye on you Socorro!”

She turned around to face him again, walking backwards like she had before. Her smile, bright and excited “Wouldn’t want it any other way!”

[webslingerx]

Smash or pass + Harry Osborn

“Geez you’re starting off strong aren’t you? Not trying to say this too fast but… definitely smash.”

[star-girl69]

Ember in Your Hands

Jake Sully x Neytiri x Fem!Reader

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a/n: i hope you all enjoy!!

warnings: death, bows and arrows, bombs, mentions of fire, kidnapping, tell me if i missed anything!!

Chapter Six- Birds

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As long as you’ve known Neytiri, you’ve always thought of her like a bird. She flies around in the background, only emerging from the tree line when she wants to. So, it makes sense as to why she’s perfected a bird call.

It’s the call she uses in battle, high and loud enough to break through the commotion and make you listen to her. She uses it to simply get someone’s attention, or to save someone’s life.

Most importantly, your children know it.

You can just barely see Neytiri through the darkness and the rain you have to blink away, the bark of the tree rough against your back.

The trek through the forest was quiet, the only sounds being the pattering rain and soon — soft voices. Voices that you didn’t recognize.

After climbing a tree, a few yards away from Neytiri, with a view of a few of the recoms, you draw your arrow. Neytiri will fire the first shot, but right after her, you will rain down arrow upon arrow until they regain themselves and start shooting at you.

You keep your eyes fixed on your children, fists clenching when one of them pulls particularly hard and Kiri’s queue. Tuk whines next to her, shifting anxiously.

Then, a bird call.

The recoms don’t take any note of it. It is just another sound of the forest to them. But to your children, it is safety, it is a rescue, it is their parents.

Tuk gasps and whips her head to the source of the sound. Kiri looks around frantically, and you almost think she can see you — but the foliage is too much, and she looks away. Lo’ak turns slowly, nodding to Spider.

Another bird call.

You look over, and Neytiri is drawing her bow.

Kiri looks to be muttering something, some sort of prayer. It’s hard to tell from where you are, but you pull your bow back, thinking Neytiri has a good shot.

Then, the Avatar pulls on Kiri’s hair and whispers for her to shut up.

More silence in the forest, but Kiri keeps praying, her lips moving almost silently.

Finally, the man moves his head from behind Kiri’s, and an arrow sinks into his eye.

He falls over, and there’s barely one moment before they are scrambling to get into position — so you let one arrow go, then another — and the bullets come just before you can fire the third.

It rings in your ears, and you hiss and you press your back flat against the thick tree. The trunk will protect you, and there’s suddenly more screaming as you wait for a small ceasefire.

The smell of gas starts to fill the forest, the sound of footsteps, of your children and Spider running.

You hear an arrow release, Neytiri, and the bullets slow for a moment so you peek out around the edge and find your target. His gun slightly lowered, looking through the trees, searching for you — but your arrow sinks into his neck before he can find you.

More bullets rain down on you, but then they start to slow down like the end of a rain. For a moment, it feels like it’s over.

Then, his voice comes through the forest.

A voice you do recognize.

You don’t know how or why, but Colonel Quaritch has risen from the dead. Why must it be him, you wonder, and not your father? Your mother?

“Is that you, Mrs. Sully?” he let’s out a dry laugh. “I recognized your calling card. And I would bet… you’re there too, you little Augustine traitor.”

You suck in a breath. It’s weird to hear that name after so long, remember how many dead women it carries with it. No one calls you that here. No one talks about them.

“Why don’t you come on out? The three of us seem to have some unfinished business.”

Rage boils inside of you. You have no unfinished business than killing him a second time, permanently, so he will never take your family from you again. He will never make you lose again.

“Demon!” Neytiri yells. “I will kill you as many times as I have to!”

“You’ve been pretty busy, haven’t you? Got yourself a whole liter of half breeds.”

Your teeth bite down into your bottom lip, but this isn’t the time to feed into his cruel words and give him what he wants. He wants a reaction, and you will not give him one. You will not endanger your family like that.

Suddenly, a body falls. You can barely see an Avatar fall, arrow sticking out of his chest — but there’s another figure standing behind him.

“Neteyam!” you shout, as the Colonel shouts, his gun in position, and suddenly another figure collides over Neteyam and they slam to the ground, just a second before the bullets come.

You can’t tell if the wetness falling down your face is the rain or your own tears.

You nearly slip on the slick roots, but soon Neytiri is right ahead of you, the sound of gunfire in the air and something blasting behind you.

You’re knocked onto the branches for a quiet second, thrown onto Neytiri’s legs, and you only let out a small hiss as you stand and help her do the same, before running side by side farther away from it all.

Another bomb bathes the forest in red and orange, black smoke at the edges. It burns away all the green plant life.

Neytiri jumps from one branch to another, and you follow her without question, too busy focusing on the ground.

“Spider!” Kiri shouts, and when you look up, Neytiri is pulling her to stand and you see why she’s come this way.

“Come!” she pleads when Kiri won’t budge, and you run forward and look over the edge — but it’s too dark, the rain so heavy, you can see nothing but the faint outline of plants and rocks. No humans.

“But- Spider- he-” Kiri shouts, and then you rush forward and push her, away from the lost child, from the smell of smoke and away from the danger.

Then, you finally follow the slope of a fallen tree trunk to the ground, running through the hanging vines and dodging trees. You can hear Kiri crying, but at least she is alive, so you ignore the rocks and sticks hurting your feet and run faster and faster until you break through into a clearing.

There people here, in this small clearing, and your eyes flick to the thick log you could jump behind for cover.

“Mom!” someone shouts, and you look up and drop your bow.

Lo’ak forces himself into your arms, burying his face against your neck and breathing heavily against your damp skin.

It takes a second for the adrenaline to wear off, before you press a shaky hand to the back of his head and let what you know now are tears fall onto his hair.

“Are you okay? Are you okay?” Jake keeps asking everyone, and Lo’ak finally let’s go of you a bit to lean his head against your shoulder.

“Mama!” Tuk gasps when Lo’ak moves, hugging your legs, and you wrap your other arm around her as tight as you can, before Neytiri drops to her knees next to you and Tuk runs into her open arms.

Neteyam crosses through it to press his forehead to your other shoulder, Jake not far behind as he wraps his larger arms around all three of you.

“Thank you,” Neytiri sobs. “Thank you, Great Mother, thank you,” she cries.

Lo’ak turns away from you, his voice coming out a little broken. Kiri is next to you on the ground, half pressed against your leg so Neytiri can hug her.

“Where’s Spider?”

Kiri turns to him. “They took him. They took him,” she breathes, and your heart breaks for the little boy who has always been the spider on your wall.

“Take it easy, babygirl,” Jake whispers, bringing her into a hug as she dissolves into quiet sobs. “He’s gonna be okay,” he says, louder this time. “We’re all gonna be okay.”

Neteyam’s breath hits your shoulder, and Lo’ak turns back to your neck to hide from the world.

“He’s a tough kid,” Jake continues, and he’s right.

Spider is a kid.

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[weebsinstash]

I sent an ask responding to the Izuku parts that I hope you got.(if not fml)

But I figured I should send a separate ask to talk about Miguel.

So like my thoughts have been centering on this scenario where you're his secretary or assistant because he is the CEO. He's a beta and you're an omega.

You guys have a purely professional relationship, tbh half the time he doesnt even realize you got you're heat and just finds out you called in when you dont respond. Really the only thing he cares about is you doing your work, getting it done on time, and not half-assing it.

But then he gets the spider DNA and everything goes to shit. Not only does the spider DNA give him extra abilities and enhanced senses, but it also gives him some alpha traits/tendencies.

He goes in to work thinking it'll help distract him and get him back in the rhythm of everything only to just get fucking hit in the face with your scent. Queue him rushing past because it takes everything in him not to just pounce on you.

But as I said, he only got a few alpha traits. He didnt actually become an alpha. So while he's out here wanting to just pin you to his or your desk, knot and claim you....he's completely incapable. His body is completely incapable of performing those actions and it only leans into his yandere behavior and tendencies.

I've also been think like(depending on how one writes abo), sometimes betas dont have a sent or if they do its extremely faint. Yandere beta miguel who cant even smother you in his scent because he basically doesn't have one, meanwhile you dont even realize he's changed at all because you cant smell it.

Though because he doesnt have a scent he would absolutely sneak into your house/appartment. Its basically the only upside in his eyes.

Also anytime you go into heat and have to miss work? He is immediately taking your seat from your desk and huffing it while he touches himself. Then at night as spiderman will come just close enough to be able to smell you but still not lose control of himself, absolutely getting off on your scent and sounds of pleasure from you using a toy.

God this shits been living in my brain rent free for like the last week and wont go away 😭

I got the Izuku ask :) trust me when I say I am simply dogshit awful at getting back to people and being consistent

Picture if Reader is actually a really competent employee of his at Alchemax but Miguel like BARELY pays any mind to you because, you know, he's got all sorts of shit constantly stressing him out and occupying his mind on top of migraine, and suddenly you're going into work and bringing him his preferred coffee as usual when, he tries to make small talk? You've worked for this man for like at least a year, basically only speaking when necessary, and one day you lean over to put a coffee or some papers on his desk and that brings you just close enough for him to take in a breath of your scent which instantly helps alleviate his headaches

You're basically done giving him what he needs and you're literally about to leave the room when he suddenly calls out (almost in a "wait I need to catch you before you leave" kind of urgency) and you pause and look at him with those big eyes of yours he suddenly can't stop staring into when Romeo hits you with "so .... how are you?"

And you're just kind of stunned for a few moments because this is a man who basically doesn't speak to you unless he needs something, even when you go to him to pass along a message or something or other about his schedule and your secretarial duties it's typically just a sort of "got it, thank you" sort of response and you're sent on your way again, or given another task, so in ao forth. You basically can't get a good read on the man's personality because he simply doesn't talk to you enough or at least about anything other than work

He officially enters the Goo Goo Eyes Zone where when you like someone almost everything about them is so cute and had more meaning than it actually does and is basically finally seeing you for the first time. He FINALLY notices what kinds of perfumes/body mists you like to use to smell nice even if it's something you've worn for ages, the ways you prefer to style yourself, which little accessories or rings or whatever may be your favorite, little mannerisms you may have like clicking pens or singing little songs when you think you're along, like when you're doing something and it's you're just like occasionally singing, like he finds you washing a coffee cup in the break room all "--and its doooOooone!"

The need to learn more about you escalates because suddenly he's like "wait I've known them for all this time and never noticed all these things, what ELSE don't I know?" And it really is an obsessive infatuation. You live in a high rise where you don't really have to worry about closing your blinds or anything which is perfect for Miguel "don't you know i have enhanced senses" O'Hara to watch you from the roof of the next building over. You never lock your windows because, what's the point? He starts learning your schedule and meticulously taking all kinds of notes until it's the level of him outright entering your apartment to snoop through all of your things and potentially plant bugs and cameras

One day you're opening your window and kind of poke your head out to look at the city and you notice weird sorts of, almost gouges in the wall outside? What are those from? (Well sweetie, turns out, when you were going to town on yourself last night to relieve a little stress, he was the equivalent of like 10 feet away, clinging to your building, listening to and potentially recording every little gasp and finger flick)

But he gets SO frustrated when you're, you know polite, but, not exactly as receptive as he's hoped? When in reality he's still being awkward as fuck and you're still kind of adjusting to him paying attention to you, and it probably feels good to have him seemingly recognizing your efforts but like, you don't wanna. date him??? At least not so suddenly or anything, so he's trying to court you, but, it's becoming harder and harder to be around you at all, let alone when your heats start coming up. He could never tell before that your scent starts changing when That Time is coming around, gradually shifting and becoming something he finds differently hypnotic, something that makes him want to bury his nose in your neck while also, being buried in you period

He'll grow the balls to be more direct with you eventually, but he justifies everything by telling himself he just wants to get to know more about you, and that the stalking is just him trying to get to know you a little more, so when he sees you face to face he can win you over and make you his mate treat you better, obviously! He'll... he'll ask you out to dinner next week, he promises! But for now, he's just gonna, stay right here perched under your window, seeing and hearing and smelling everything

[victoria-rue]

victoria-rue's Recommendation Masterlist

I was tired of play hide 'n seek with old stories in my likes. So I'm just going to leave them here so I can find them better and so other people can find them easier too ♥︎

Recommendation Masterlist part 1, part 2, part 3, & part 4

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Beth by @farfromharry

Eddie’s trying to navigate adulthood after a baby is dropped on him from a prior hookup. He tries his best for the baby girl and does well, things are made even easier with the help of his friends around him. When he meets you his life flips again, and although it takes a while to admit your feelings, he eventually ends up with a family he never expected he would have.

june baby by @luveline

you're a single mom living three trailers down. eddie thinks you're the prettiest girl he's ever seen. queue smiley face oatmeal, grossly misused power tools, desserts on the living room floor, a haircut, and an abundance of nerd metaphors

the pain of letting you go by @strangermarvelss

you've separated from your husband, eddie, but aren't looking to rebound anytime soon. but he is

Penny 'Verse by @queenimmadolla

having found a family in your friends, Hawkins is no longer a sinkhole to you, so when you and Eddie discover you’re expecting, letting all your other plans go in favor of starting a family isn’t all that difficult.

Billy Hargrove

18 by @perpetuelledaydreaming

Billy Hargrove needs a Queen and you need someone to help you get out of the hellhole that you are currently in as you move to Hawkins. It should be an easy and obvious solution, right?

the hurt is good by @bookshelf-dust

Steddie

Good Neighbors (Steddie X Reader) (Book One) by @justmeinadaze

You move into a new apartment complex with you six year old son while going through a divorce. You meet your sexy neighbors Steve and Eddie who are adorable with your kiddo and both care a lot about you.

We're A Family (Book Two) by @justmeinadaze

Steve, Eddie, reader, and her son are now all under one roof taking things one day at a time with their taboo little family.

Marvel

Steve Rogers

the send-off by @earth616variant

Being his best friend and assistant, Howard Stark asked you to be the first one to be tested on his time machine project. After some unexpected errors, you ended up stuck in the modern times of the 21st century. Where you meet the man you thought died years ago: Steve Rogers.

Peter Parker

Infinitely You by @spider-stark

In every universe you are the one person Peter Parker will always love more than anything; unfortunately, he always realizes it too late. Now that they've been granted a second chance none of them are willing to miss out on finally making things right.

Barbie

Ken

Kenough for you by @frost-queen

This Isn't Barbie Land by @guppydoll

You are working away as a waitress at a night club when the oddest man came up to you after your shift and accidentally swept you off your feet. Yet you don't know if you are ready for another relationship after the disaster that was your last one. You just hope everything goes nice and easy. Ken is your doll and he wants you to teach him how to be human and help you through the pain you've been feeling. 

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Pure-Blood Potter by @fanfics4all

Are You With Me? by @sourstilinski

Y/N is a Slytherin muggle born. She’s used to her house ostracizing her due to her blood status and her friendship with the Golden Trio, especially Draco Malfoy. But during their fifth year, they discover they might need each other more than they think

Bill Weasley

long hair & tattoos by @wisteria-blooms

You, (Y/N) Malfoy, despise your family’s views on blood purity. Unlike your little brother Draco, you won’t be roped into marrying for status. However, when your father, Lucius, puts down an ultimatum, you’re forced to find a lover for next week’s dinner. With his long hair, tattoos, piercings, and your father’s worst nightmare reincarnated in a man, who better to bring than a much older Bill Weasley? What should’ve been one night of deceit turns to a battle of charades and wits. Just who will crumble first: your family, Bill, or you?

James Potter

𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥 by @astonishment

James plans on proposing to Lily. Trying to calm his nerves, he goes for a walk in the woods, then somehow finds himself in the land of the dead, engaged to Y/N, the corpse bride. With his friends and girlfriend looking for him, can James make it back to the land of the living? Does he even want to?

Regulus Black

Manipulating Death: Season One by @morganalatina21

When Harry discovers he has a twin sister that was hiding for years, he wants to know all about her, specially about her ability to bring people back to life.

Second Son by @cherryslyce

Forbidden from contacting Harry over the summer, you opt to explore the eerie halls of Grimmauld Place where you stumble upon a lonely portrait of the House's second son.

Tom Riddle

Challenging fate by @lovebeinaprincessworld

There were a lot of unexpected things happening the day of the Battle of Hogwarts. Being send back into the past to change the course of history was definitely one of them.

Young Sheldon / The Big Bang Theory

Georgie Cooper

Texas Romance by @countrymusiclover

Y/n is Missy's high school friend, even though the Cooper girl is only in elementary school. She spends a lot of time at the Cooper house and learns what living with Sheldon was like. Through her years of high school, she realized that she's crushing on the eldest football playing brother Georgie. He's reckless and does things his mom doesn't approve of so Y/n questions herself of how she is falling for him. The two have to figure out if they can actually be a couple or not and deal with Missy's teasing.

The Texas Tire Family by @countrymusiclover

10 years after George Sr passed away Georgie and Y/n have to adjust to being the adults of the family. But when Sheldon reunites with the pair he needs them to come to his wedding, except Georgie tells him no. Dealing with two ten year olds and a secret they never expected to hear Sheldon was getting married.

Avatar

Jake Sully

Si fpom by @fluloa

You're dead to me by @chaethewriter

In which Jake Sully leaves his life on earth to settle down with the Omatikaya people as Toruk Makto. Having a family that consists of four kids with Neytiri, everything seems to work out just fine, but what if the past comes back for him? And his babygirl is right there in front of him?

folklore masterlist ✩ jake sully by @theseuscmander

widowed jake sully tries his hardest to heal from the loss of neytiri and you’re there to pick up the pieces and mend him back together, even if neither of you wanted to or realized.

Hoodie by @midnightsapphire

you thought jake was the one, now you’re grasping straws at what was.. and what could have been

I See You by @heirtothekingdom (now only on Ao3)

You observe the mighty warrior, the famed Toruk Makto, struggling to adjust to his new life in the Metkayina clan. The gentle whisperings of Eywa push you past your comfort to reach out a helping hand, to ease Jake Sully in the only way you can.

Tsu'tey te Rongloa Ateyo'itan

i want to see mama too by @dreamingofpandora

seven years ago, you had died alongside grace while trying to protect pandora. a few months after your death it was discovered that you were pregnant; leaving tsu'tey to raise your son vu'ran without you. but, things start to get strange when vu'ran is certain he saw you move.

Miles Quaritch

Ma Miles by @mechformers

When your son is taken, left behind by your Toruk Makto, you desperately go on the hunt for your boy. Knowing who took him, knowing that nothing good awaits him, you search high and low through the battlefield of Pandora, praying that Eywa will guide your way.

What Do I Tell My Friends Family by @plzfeedmebread

No More Than a Memory by @chaoticlicense

Miles isn't the same man as his human counterpart. The mistakes of the past are not his own. Neither are the feelings he has for a woman he's never met but remembers as though he has. In another life, you were everything to him. His light, his life, the one who brought a little joy to his dreary world. But you made your choice just as he made his. You both know that neither of you can change the past but maybe, just maybe, you can forge a new future…

Avatar: The New Mission by @milknhonies

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

Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan

ONE OF US by @forever--darling

neteyam sully was the next olo'eyktan and for years had been focused on his training and his responsibilities only. he had never accounted for you to become one of them. when you got your avatar body and ended up in the forest alone, being brought to the village and offered to be taught the ways of the people wasn't what you expected. let alone it being neteyam, future olo'eyktan becoming your teacher.

“you make me feel brave//you make me feel safe” by @thesparkisnearlygone

alyara was only six weeks old when she was left behind as the sky people were forced to leave pandora 19 years ago. she was raised by Norm and Max, and she grew up running through the forest of pandora with the sully’s. her love for neteyam had blossomed over the years, but she knew nothing could come of her feelings for him, even after she is surprised with her own avatar. still, she can’t seem to picture herself with anyone else, and she will soon find that her feelings are not unrequited.

Charming Killer by @writing-makes-me-human

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

His Secret Admirer by @teyums

All Of My Love by @kurogxrix

IN WHICH Neteyam’s mother and clan disapproves of your relationship, because you’re a dreamwalker. When you both advance in your relationship, the clan cannot help but attempt to ruin things for the both of you.

Ao’nung

Weakened by Eywa by @shkudss

Ao’nung finally realizes that his actions have consequences

Jake & Neytiri

My Heart Never Knows by @star-girl69

In the safety of the Reef, you know no war. You only know your family, the feel of the ocean on your skin, the feel of the wind blowing through your hair. You know only simple things, the barely there shine of the sun, a reprieve from where you are covered by your sister. You are the moon and she is the sun, and you are destined to live like this. You had long since given up any hopes of a mate until the Forest People arrive, on their colorful flying ikrans. Ronal does not like them. Tonowari respects them. Tsireya is entranced, Ao’nung sees them as new market to tease. With your family divided, you do not know how to feel about them. Until you See them, the parents of this family, Jake Sully and Neytiri, and the sun suddenly feels so much brighter. But your heart never know the future. It is in the hands of Eywa, but you cannot give your heart to these strangers knowing it could hurt. But, it seems this strange man and woman have other plans.

Keep Me Ablaze (Book One) by @star-girl69

The only mother you have ever known is the forest. Yes, you have Grace, other women at the base. But they are not quite your mother. It’s hard for your Aunt to talk about her- but how can you blame her? Alone and drifting through the world, a fire burning inside of you that threatens to snuff out, Grace teaches you alongside the Omaticaya at her school. They call her sa’nok, and sometimes you wish you could call her that too. But you feel like you would be betraying your mother. Neytiri is your spark, even while you’re young, shy when Grace pushes you to play with her and even shyer when the two of you form a tentative friendship. But it grows, and she grows into the woman you know now. Life without her is miserable, but at least you have something new to explore in the form of your Avatar. You run through the forests and help Grace, and soon you are 20 years old and looking out onto your life like it is a prison. You could leave. Go to Earth. But you couldn’t leave the forest, your Aunt, the memories of your mother and father. Then, Jake Sully comes, a warrior with no legs, who holds the same spark as Neytiri does. But with the weight of impending war looming on each of you, death everywhere, you don’t know if they can keep you ablaze.

Ember in Your Hands (Book Two) by @star-girl69

Although a part of you had died, you found that you were still full of life. With children running around and healed scars, life is what you dreamed about during those dark nights so long ago. You don’t know betrayal anymore, you don’t know loss or suffering. When you’re forced out of the only home you’ve ever known, you find yourself becoming hateful and bitter. You blame your mates, who have only ever burned for you, for all that has happened. You’ve changed and they’ve changed, and you’re not sure if they can keep you ablaze- not this time. You’re just an ember in your hands.

Yawnetu by @sunandsstars

One other mate was enough, but two? Unneeded. _ was the outcast, the unwanted woman. Jake and Neytiri wouldn’t ever see her..right?

Tonowari & Ronal

Yawnetu by @sunandsstars

With her arrival in Awa’atlu, reader seeks to find a sanctuary for her family, one that she may find in two particular individuals

Neteyam & Ao’nung

He's Not So Bad by @biolumilunareclipse

your parents as well as the his had decided that you would be ao’nungs mate and the tsahìk of the metkayina clan. you were to be mated after you had both reached a certain point in your training. naturally, they suggested you help ao’nung and tsireya help teach the forest people your ways in your free time. this allows you to develope a close bond with the eldest son, neteyam, with whom you have plenty in common. as time passes and ao’nung becomes more accepting of them, he realizes they have plenty in common as well.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Willy Wonka

Chocolate Princess by @the-girl-wh0-cries-w0lf

Y/n Ficklegruber can't help but become enamoured with the spectacularly peculiar man stood in the middle of the galleria.

The Candy Man by @kteezy997

Enola Holmes/Bridgerton

Sherlock Holmes

Upon a nightly walk by @frost-queen

Having snuck out of the house to explore the town at night, you stumble upon a drunken Sherlock. His drunken behavior very silly and adorable to you, you take it upon yourself to escort him home. Once there, you find it hard to leave him alone so you decide to stay. Which comes to a surprise for a waking Sherlock who tends with care for his sweet savior. 

Viscount Tewkesbury, Marquess of Basilwether

Love at first encounter by @frost-queen

The moment I knew by @frost-queen

You are very bubbly, sweet and wise. Every since you were a little girl you dreamed of becoming a princess. One day you meet Tewkesbury, completely smitten by him and he by you. You are very certain about your future with him after meeting him once. Later during family diner, you tell your siblings you are to marry him. Leaving them with different reactions to your sudden news.

Benedict Bridgerton

love letters and seconds sons by @jimblejamblewritings

The princess is finally ready to debut in society. But before she does, she decides to disguise herself and see the true faces of the ton.

The Bear

Carmen Berzatto

Six Months by @aestheticaltcow

parenthood angst

[deepdreamnights]

Against the HydraSaurus!

Or what goes into a monster...

I'm not gone, I've just been working on a big project and hadn't gone through the process of setting up my queue. So here's a sneak peek of a panel from a (planned for) eight page TyrannoMax story.

And here's (most of) what went into it:

Full(er) Process Under the fold.

I am missing a few gens that I used to get the rocky landscape and a few that were used for DeinoSteve's hands and foot-claws. And every gen here represents a stack of alternate takes and prompt dead ends.

Neither Midjourney nor Dall-E 3 is up to creating a complex scene with consistent characters and any degree of control. So any panel that isn't just a talking head requires multiple gens, and even the talking heads require editing.

For my process, I figure out what what I want from the scene, and start building a stack of gens to work with. Once I have some material to choose from, I start scaling and compositing the base images together into some semblance of the finished piece.

Generating uncolored B&W art doesn't produce the look of vintage comic art, so I remove the colors and extract the black outlines, at which point I start re-inking to get the right details, the right levels of detail, and to fix errors and blend the various pieces.

As shown here with DeinoSteve:

Here we start with the base gen. I liked most of the pose, but I wanted a balled up, spider-man-y leap, so I borrow the leg, head, and hands from other gens, correct the number of fingers and toes, add the big velociraptor claws by repurposing, fill in the missing tail, and then do basic inking.

Then, whoops, the image is too detailed for the size it will be in the final image, so I go in and erase details to make it more authentic to 1970s inking and printing, and thicken the lines throughout.

Once I have the image fully re-inked, I can go through the process of doing coloring, the newer old-fashioned way, using colors sampled from the 1982 DC comics pantone set. This panel, as a showpiece scene, gets a bit more love than others in the story, but even so DeinoSteve and PteraDarla are too small to get much color detail for a book from this apparent time (1977)

And once the image has its post-processing for the printing artifacts and the yellowing of the paper (this is a Q&D version, final will have several more tricks), you can see more what the scene would look like in print, lower saturation, slightly faded colors, slightly yellow newsprint, and some natural blurring from the benday dot patterns.

There were at least 11 prompts used, probably more.

[mechformers]

Could I request spider x gn reader where reader as general anxiety and was human but got put in an avatar body indefinitely because they were dying it traumatised them and sometimes they dissociate a bit because of it and when they get kidnapped they get really anxious and stressed and they stay close to spider but when they get separated they stay closer to quaritch due to him reminding them of spiderthey self sooth by sucking there thumb, if it could just be fluffy please, thank you hope you have a good day/night

Absolutely! Thank you so much for your request <3

I don't know if this is anything close to what you had envisioned when sending your request, but it was so much fun to write. The reader maybe reads a bit more traumatized than what you asked for, but their dynamic with Quaritch was just too good to lose out on, so... <3

You're alright, kiddo...

2074 words

SFW / Platonic Spider & gn!Reader + Quaritch & gn!Reader (blink and you’ll miss it Sider & Quaritch) Tw: gn!Reader, terminal illness before being transferred into an avatar, anxious reader, PTSD, thumb sucking as self-comforting, disassociating, selective mutism, food/eating, Quaritch is soft and kind to the kids (fight me lol)

You didn’t know what hit you when all of a sudden, your queue was grabbed hard and you were pulled backward. The Sully kids and Spider all screamed and hissed as they too were taken, but as you were all forced to your knees, all you could focus on was the huge man that sauntered into the little group, his sneer sending chills down your spine. You try your best to stay quiet, to cooperate, just like Jake Sully had always taught the kids to do, but you could feel yourself slipping. 

“What’s wrong with…” The big man, the Colonel, asked the Na’vi behind you when you started shaking. 

“Them,” Spider barked, fighting the hold on his own hair. 

“Uh-huh…” The Colonel hummed lazily, “What’s wrong with them?”

“They’re afraid, alright, so step away and give them some space already,” Spider sneers back, still fighting his hold. 

“Nice try, kid,” The Colonel huffs before turning his back on you to focus on Lo’ak instead. 

You don’t register what’s being said or what happens. The only thing you know is that it’s getting darker and then, Neytiri calls out to her children. Relief floods you as you realize that you’ll be saved, that you’ll get to sleep in your own nest and be with your own people. The next thing you register is running as loud noises and flashes of light bombard you from all sides. Neytiri and Jake are both shouting, and the Colonel answers them with a cold chuckle. Your hand is grabbed hard as Spider pulls you along from your cowering position by a tree, the undergrowth disappearing quickly as you get to higher ground, seemingly running for your life. There’s a loud noise behind you, a flash of orange light, and then everything goes dark. 

-

“Y/n? Y/n, are you alright?” Spider’s voice calls to you, but your ears are ringing so loudly, you just whine in response. 

This was easily ten times worse than waking up in your new avatar body ever had been. The memory, however, still makes you nauseous. You had never wanted to be transferred into this avatar body, yet, here you were while your own body was somewhere else entirely. Maybe you should have been happy that you got this second chance, but living with the Na’vi, with the scientists, after you were abandoned on Pandora, was anything but easy. You didn’t quite fit into the Na’vi way of life. You were weak, quiet, anxious… Yet, somehow stuck there with them all.

“Hey, Y/n, come on back to me,” Spider urged, making you open your eyes, only to quickly close them again. 

The lights were so bright in the room you were in, the floor cold and rough against your skin. You didn’t know how long you had been out or how much time had passed since you were taken. The only thing you knew was that Neytiri and Jake weren’t here, that this wasn’t home or anywhere close to it. You were sitting below a huge table with Spider, the older boy holding you close as he tried to connect with you. 

“Listen up, kid,” The Colonel hums as he steps into the room, the massive glass doors swishing open and then shut, “The deal is this; we gotta learn how to do this Na’vi stuff. Now, I know you said you won’t betray the Sullys, and I respect that. But I need an answer,”

“What if I don’t have an answer for you?” Spider spits back, the distaste so clear in his voice. 

“Then I gotta give you back to the lab coats,” The Colonel drawls before pinning Spider with a look, “They’re asking for you both this time,” 

“Guess there’s not much of a choice then,” Spider huffs angrily as he crosses his arms above his chest. 

“Guess there ain’t,” The Colonel smiles smugly before mirroring Spider and crossing his own arms over his chest. “So who’s your friend there?”

“They’re one of the orphans from the village,” Spider starts, stepping before you to block the Colonel’s way. “Their body got sick some years ago, so the scientists made them an avatar so that they could survive,”

The Colonel hums before sucking his teeth, his crossed arms shifting his hold before he looks past Spider to where you still sit under the table. His eyes make your skin crawl with the way you feel as if he sees straight through you. The need to be closer to Spider, closer to someone safe, eventually forces you to reach out for the older boy. The end of his tweng is what you grab a hold of, the worn material grounding in its own way as it’s stuck to Spider’s person. 

“You’re scaring them, skxawng,” Spider sighs as he steps closer to the table so that you don’t have to stretch your arms out to him. 

The Colonel stares at Spider for a long while before stepping back and getting down to one knee with a heavy grunt. Resting his arms on his bent knee, he leans forward, eyes looking for yours. They’re sharp and calculating, but to your surprise, they’re filled with curiosity instead of the cruelty you were expecting. 

“You alright there, kiddo?” The Colonel asks, his voice husky. 

“They don’t speak much,” Spider sighs, but the Colonel doesn’t pay him any mind. 

Unable to meet his eyes, you nod your head instead. The way he looks at you is stressing you out, your anxiety levels rising steadily as he stares. Eventually, he gets up on his feet, mumbling something to Spider before the doors swish open and shut again. It doesn’t take long before Spider’s head bends down to look at you too, his smile gentle. 

“Still good, Y/n?” He asks while squatting down to your level. 

“Yeah,” You croak, your throat tight, “Thanks,”

“Don’t know if you heard it, but we’re moving out later,” Spider explains slowly, making sure that each word registers, “He’s getting us some food, are you hungry?”

“I’m starving,” In time with your words, your stomach rumbles loudly, making Spider chuckle as a grin spreads on his face. 

“I guess you are,” Spider hums before getting up again. 

This time though, he takes your hand, squeezing it tightly as he sits on the tabletop. It’s an awkward position to sit in with your hand raised like that, but when he squeezes it, it settles something within you, making your anxiety dissipate somewhat. You don’t notice it when you start drifting, but when you come to again, the Colonel is sitting in the corner by the door as he chats with Spider. The older boy is still holding your hand while he eats with his other. He’s seemingly enjoying the conversation, his face breaking out in a grin as he chuckles at the Colonel. 

“Ah, there they are,” The Colonel hums, his sharp eyes greeting yours when you look up at him, “Brought you some food,” 

The Colonel's eyes turn almost gentle as his eyes drop to the thumb in your mouth, his head tilting curiously as his ears rotate toward you. Immediately, you pull your thumb out, clenching your hand around it as you feel your face heat. The Colonel tuts, his husky voice gentle when he speaks again. 

“It’s alright to suck your thumb, kiddo,” He hums, his eyebrows furrowing in deep thought for a moment. “Does it make you feel better? Safer?”

Nodding your head, you’re unable to see his expression. The Colonel hums gently and just like that, the room falls silent. Spider hands you what surprisingly turns out to be diced yovo fruit and sure enough, when you put the first cube in your mouth, the sweetness of the fruit explodes. Humming with happiness, you chew the cubed fruit until you’re full, eventually daring a low “Thank you, Sir,” which earns you another one of those gentle smiles. 

As far as kidnappings go, you guess this one isn’t the worst. You’re treated well and the recoms, the entire unit, do what they can to protect both Spider and you. It’s probably why it takes you by complete surprise when the angry General pushes the recom unit out on a mission they’re not yet ready to embark on. For the past few months, Spider has been teaching the recom unit the Na’vi way, preparing them for what Pandora had to throw their way once they were alone in the jungle that surrounded the area. Apparently, the General had been fed up with waiting, her angry narrowed eyes demanding results that even you knew wouldn’t come. 

Still, the recom unit obeyed the orders, which was what led you to be in the situation you were now in. Distressed and spiraling, sucking your thumb for comfort, you crouch by the hollow opening of a tree root as the furious thanator the recom unit had stepped upon runs around the area, furiously protecting its territory. In the chaos that erupted when it attacked, Spider lost the hold on your hand, his body being pushed away from yours as the recoms pushed at the two of you to move forward, shouting for you to run, to get away. It hadn’t taken long before you were separated, each one of you spread around the forest as you tried to escape the predator. 

Before you know it, you’re pulled out of your hiding spot, strong, huge arms wrapping tightly around you as you’re gathered up to wrap your legs around a strong waist. Locking your legs behind the recom’s back, you cling to him as if your life depends on it as he takes the both of you through the forest, sprinting further and further away until suddenly, the thanator stops and turns, the intruders - you - out of its territory. Breathing heavily, the recom cups the back of your head, pressing your face into the crook of his shoulder as he comes to a stop. 

“You’re alright, kiddo…” Quaritch rasps, his voice windy as he turns in circles, “You’re alright,”

“Are you hurt?” The question registers, but you’re unable to reply to it, your heart still racing in your chest. 

“Y/n, are you hurt?” Quaritch asks again, this time more gently, but with an underlying urgency. 

When you still can’t reply, he gently peels you off of him, sitting you down on a rock as he checks for injuries. Eventually, when he’s pleased, you’re lifted up into his arms again. Quaritch’s own heart is beating frantically, even through his vest, but that doesn’t stop him from reacting. His first priority seems to be to get you as high up in the air as possible, something that doesn’t come easy when they haven’t trained much on climbing. At least he isn’t wearing the boots anymore, which makes the whole thing a little bit easier. Only when he’s reached the highest branches does he stop to sit down, his long legs spread on each side of the thick branch as he takes a moment to just breathe. 

“Iron Sky, Blue one, actual,” Quaritch rumbles as he presses the device on his neck, “Requesting extraction,” 

You listen as he talks to whoever is on the other side, the hums and grunts rumbling through his chest as you try your best to calm your nerves. A big hand cups your head, gently pressing it to Quaritch’s chest, making you look up into sharp yellow eyes. There’s a soft smile on his lips as he looks down at you before he looks out over the jungle below. There are sounds all around you from smaller animals, birds chirping as they communicate in the neighboring trees, no doubt telling each other about the two Na’vi in their territory. 

Taking a deep breath, you relax your head against Quaritch’s chest before letting it out. Although you know that he’s a bad man, you can’t help but feel safe as his arms hold you protectively against him, making sure that nothing or no one can hurt you. Your feet hurt and you’re tired, sleepy even. Lifting the hand closest to Quaritch to your lips, you gently slip your thumb into your mouth. It’s immediately soothing in a way you have never been able to explain, and when his thumb starts stroking your head where he cups it, it doesn’t take long before your eyes close and then… you sleep safely wrapped up in protective arms.