#sullycest

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

i have too much time on my hands

Listen. LISTEN. Jesus imagery psychic powers hand thingie demon blood mysterious origins daddy issues dead mom big brother six feet under vague incest vi (gets dragged off stage)

[babydollquaritch]

"Rewards" ~

NSFW +18 DRABBLE

MINORS DNI ~

It's been a long time since Jake caught himself looking at his boy's lithe figure and practically entire being with none of the innocent father's love he used to, and the fact Lo'ak got reckless like he was once really did things to the man. Things that drowned him in guilt, shame and obscure thoughts about his baby boy being all his, belonging to his daddy in every possible way, thoughts that led the former Toruk Makto to the current situation. "D-Dad... I told you I'm sorry..." "I know, that's why I'm giving you a secret reward not even your brother received ~" At the mention of a secret, special reward, Lo'ak's ears twitched and entire body relaxed, being a daddy's boy he couldn't exactly fight a once in a lifetime occasion in which he was having something none of his siblings had. But how strange were the man's rewards, why would he touch his son in such a way? Maybe something related to the sky people's culture running into Jake's blood he couldn't understand? "Thaaat's it, baby boy, I like when you behave ~" A shame Lo'ak wasn't in a state that allowed critical thinking and the only thing he was able to currently do was to take his dad's fingers deep into his cunt while enjoying such pleasures of the likes he'd never feel before. "Daddy..." "You're doing good... want the reward now?" Jake himself was starting to feel impatient, cock pulsing between his legs no longer trapped behind an uncomfortably tight loincloth as he finished prepping his own son, a son who was deliriously well behaved like he never was. That's why he gave the boy a sloppy kiss, ultimately pushing him to say yes. Lo'ak just nodded, body twisting deliciously when his father's big cock slid all the way, touching every nerve of his velvety insides, pushing over and over until he was filled with his sweet cream If this was the reward, then he was happy to be a good boy.

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

shoutout to Tom Sully for being the first person to ever absorb their twin 22 years after leaving utero.

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

the thing is that Daniel Diaz and Kiri te Suli Kìreysì'ite are two sides of the same "all-powerful divine neurodivergent with family issues on an unwanted road trip" coin to me and I am absolutely correct.

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

For ao3 wrapped 5, 17, 29

5--give me something good to eat, considering that it's a peanuts/trick r' treat crossover, but I got some absolutely lovely comments@

Copy-pasted from here: 17--God...probably Kiri. I've loved taking what glimpses of her powers we've gotten and taking them all the places they could go (probably too dark and amped-up for what canon will be tbh, but whatevs). I've loved explored the deaths of her character and digging around with her big ol' autistic mind and fucking with memory bleed and past lives and teenage godhood--and I've especially loved all of the people who I've discovered Share My Vision for her, it's been absolutely amazing!

29--Shit, this is a Tough one. I can't decide if it's my best, but this is definitely one of my favorite passages--it's from commencing countdown engines on back when I was fleshing out rjake and really diving into all the twincest and reality fuckery and psychosexual horror that has made my experience in this fandom great *

Sometimes, he thinks they did something on purpose, fitted a wire back funny, trying to get Sully without the rebel instinct, Sully beyond Eywa's reach. The Great Mother will kill you, Spider had said the first day, bleeding on his knees, glaring. Rip out your souls and shit you out dead. 

His wire mother could have done the same thing to him, eaten and shat him out, burnt him until he was perfectly crispy. Made something that walked and talked Jake Sully, but was more manageable, more loyal.

But as Jake sits in the dark with the can pressed to his ear, Spider and Quaritch snoring one side and Tommy whispering on the other, he knows it's not that simple. They didn't make him like this, he was like this. Crazy on both sides of the coin, just that one lands on the madness of Toruk Makto fighting a war against the most advanced weapons in human history and the other side lands on a Corporal with static on his head and a teenager weeping on his dick.

Doubles upon doubles, dividing, splitting. Sully-the-traitor stands in front of him and divides before Jake's eyes, Tommy on one side and Sully on the other, both with mouths dripping red and hands reaching out, trying to guide him, save him. Certain they know what's best, just like always.

Jake has a dream where Tommy comes to find him in the piss-stained alley outside the bar and helps him up, gets him into the wheelchair, takes him home. He has a dream where Tom mutters about starting stupid fights with assholes in bars, where Jake mutters back, their voices building and building as the tin can amplifies everything, bouncing around and tearing at each other, too much, too much. 

A knife grabbed from Tommy's sideboard, plunged into his chest, quick quick quick. Weeping I'm sorry, I'm sorry, kisses pressed to his brother's face, neck, chest, lips, kiss of Judas. Leaving, waiting at home for the call, thinking the cops will come for him and finding himself shipped of to the stars in his brother's place instead, even though they must have run the DNA on the body, they must have known, they just didn't give a shit or maybe this is what they wanted, someone ruthless enough to kill scientists for them.

It didn't happen, of course. The mugger overdosed and they found Tommy's wallet with a bunch of others in his ratty apartment, and Jake was left to shiver in that alley until the suits came. And yet. And yet.