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Double trouble

Jake Sully x female recom reader x Miles Quaritch

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Summary: The Colonel had send you on a mission to get information out of Jake Sully, but things take a different turn than what you were expecting. Not that you mind.

Warnings: explicit smut, p in v, phone sex, sexual tension, teasing, flirting, degradation kink, praise kink, not really a threesome because one of them isn’t physically interacting idk??, confident reader turns into a shy mess, mentions of spanking, enemies to lovers, authority kink, dirty talk

The mission was simple, really.

Send the cute newbie to go and flirt with the enemy, let her bat her pretty long lashes at Jake Sully and if they were lucky and he was stupid enough, he would reveal important information to her that would ultimately lead to his downfall and result in his death.

The Colonel licked his lips at the thought of crushing Sully’s skull with his bare hands. It was a sight that sent a physical shiver down your spine, as Quaritch explained the whole plan to his recom unit –that now included you too.

They had you dressed up in a loincloth, pretty feathers decorating your chest, colorful beads in your braided hair to make you look like a real native. It was almost impossible to tell that you weren't part of the omatikaya clan. On top of that, you haven't been a recom for very long, which meant there was no way Jake could recognize you or even figure out that there was any form of connection between you and the RDA.

Or so they thought.

You couldn’t help but fiddle with your hair, brushing it with your hands, nervously pulling it back and forth over your ears in an attempt to hide the little communication devices inside them. The Colonel had assured you multiple times that they were pretty well hidden, almost impossible to see even if you paid very close attention to it.

You heard him through the ear comm. The Colonel, Miles Quaritch. Your superior. Heard his low, breathy chuckles whenever you put on your flirty tone with Jake, which in return caused your cheeks to heat up in embarrassment. The whole experience was nothing short but humiliating, truth be told. But you were an expert at pulling up a façade that made you look confident in front of men. Especially the intimidating ones.

Luckily, it seemed like Jake didn’t mind all your questions. Pretty little thing was probably just curious to know everything about her beloved olo’eyktan, was what he had thought at first. If anything, he relished in the attention you showered him in, enjoyed the way your hand held onto his arm when he walked with you, how you followed him around whenever you spotted him during his duties. How attentive you listened to him, tail curling in excite and cute ears twitching when his voice grew lower and his gaze began to subtle wander over your body. Much more so, he enjoyed how your eyes wandered over his body as well, when you were so obviously flirting with him. How you always managed to turn every innocent conversation into something that made his cock throb underneath his loincloth and how you seemingly took great pleasure in planting those kind of thoughts in his head that made him drool like a starved man. But he never gave in.

Jake really enjoyed playing with you, just as much as you enjoyed playing with him.

But of course he wasn’t stupid.

He knew it the moment you introduced yourself to him, that there was something up with you. How could a beautiful woman like you live among his people and he had never seen or heard about you before? He had to admit, it took him a while to figure out what exactly you were after. But with the way you practically acted as his shadow, following him around and poking holes through him with all your little nosey questions, your true intentions became pretty obvious after a while. You were one of them. An RDA spy, sent to collect information.

Still, and he knew he was putting himself and everyone around him at risk, he couldn’t just do something about it– about you. Not until he at least got a little taste of you. Call it reward for sparing your life, when he could’ve kept you as a captive, use you as leverage against the RDA or… worse.

While he knew most of the things you said and did were solely an act to get him to spill informations to you, Jake could tell that some of your reactions were genuinely. Like the way you were blushing right now, squeezing your thighs together and chewing on your bottom lip as your gaze fell to the prominent bulge under his loincloth. Usually, he would’ve ended it right here. He would restrain himself from giving in to you, walk you home and watch you trying to hide that frustrated little pout, because another day went by without him giving you anything to report back to the RDA. Another day where he had left you desperate and flustered and didn’t make a move to touch you how you so wordlessly begged him to.

But not today, Jake decided.

"W-What?", you blinked up at him, hands nervously fiddling with your hair. Whatever he had said to you, your brain barely had the capacity to register his words anymore. You were too caught up by the moment, the sight in front of you and his sudden change in mannerism. You could literally feel your tough façade crumbling under his intense gaze.

Usually, Jake took your flirting and teasing very composed. He did flirt back once or twice, a smile here and a grin there. But a hand to your thigh as you were lost in a conversation or resting on your lower back as he walked you home was the most that had happened so far. He could be a real gentleman if he wanted to. No matter what you said to him, he hadn’t acted upon any of his desires or reveal anything important to you.

So when he finally did, it definitely took you more than just a little off guard.

"Oh don’t make me spell it out for you", Jake chuckled and the sound of it was enough to make you swallow dryly, feeling like a mouse caught in a trap. "I thought you were a smart girl. You must’ve figured it out by now."

The noises on the other end of your communication device had gone awfully quiet. What should you do? A mixture of uneasiness and anxiety rose in your body, without Quaritch’s voice in your ear. It wasn’t like he gave you a whole script, most of the time you were simply improvising. But now that you seemingly lost all capacity to act on your own, you wished he would just tell you what to say and do, lead the direction and get you out of here.

"Figure out… what exactly?", you laughed, the nervousness in your voice becoming more obvious. A mischievous grin spread over his lips and you watched with wide eyes how he stepped closer to you, until he was close enough to feel his breathe fan over the top of your head.

"That I want you", he states the obvious unapologetically, a wicked grin spreading wide across his face and you blush deeply, trying to swallow around the lump in your throat, but it’s no use. You’re left unable to respond to him.

Jake then reaches out to caress the side of your cheek, gently running his thumb across your jawline and it almost felt affectionately. Your breath quickened and at his touch, an uncontrollable shiver runs down your spine, into your very core. You’re left in the thick air of the moment. Jakes touch, his stare, everything so suddenly overwhelming and all-consuming. He sees it in your eyes and smiles down at you once more, his expression shifting to one of coyness and mischief.

He leans in closer, his face just inches from yours now while he stares deeply into your eyes. "Not what you were expecting? C’mon", Jake scoffs, genuinely amused at how shy you had suddenly become. "You’ve been flirting with me, teasing me for days now, sweetheart. Don’t you think it’s finally time to stay true to your words?"

The scent around him has grown thick, an intoxicating mix of pine and musk. It lingers in the air, filling your lungs, making you light-headed, almost drunk. He makes no move to touch you further, instead retreating his hand to cross both of his thick, muscular arms over his equally board chest.

"Or was all that talk about wanting to fuck me really just talk?", he chuckles, tilting his head, "Just wanted me to tell you a thing or two, hm?" His voice grows lower, with an edge of danger that was sharp enough to cut. "So you can report it back to your superiors."

An very audible gasp escaped you at his words, all blood running cold in your veins as you stare at him with wide eyes.

You had been caught.

A thousand thoughts run through your mind all at once, when one of his hands reaches out for you again. To your surprise, he just taps the device inside your ear with his index finger.

"You think I didn’t notice? That someone was there, listening to you, trying to sweet talk your way into my pants like a cute little slut."

His words make your cheeks turn bright red, all blood rushing through your face when you realize that he knew it all this time. Thinking back about all the times you had flirted with him so obviously, tried to touch him and act as seductively as possible— it made you want to hide your face in embarrassment.

God, you probably made the biggest fool out of yourself. Now you wished he would just get it over with, kill you right then and there and end your suffering, spare you from any more embarrassment.

"Who is it, huh?", Jake asks with the corner of his mouth curved into a dangerous smile.

For a moment you consider your options. Should you deny any of this? Should you at least try and get out of here before he could actually hurt you? Should you tell him the truth, be cooperative and maybe he would spare your life? If you would tell him who’s been listening the whole time, who’s been giving you orders, what could he possibly do with this information anyways? It’s not like it would change anything about your current situation.

It’s silent on the other end of your communication device and for a second you wonder if Quaritch is even still there. Maybe he was already on the way to rescue you? No, that was just foolish to think. He wouldn’t risk his whole operation just to get the useless newbie of his squad back. Good for nothing but to play the bait in all of this. No, he wouldn’t come to get you. Nobody would.

By the time you had gathered yourself to answer him, your breathing had become rapid and anxious. "Quaritch, it’s- it’s Colonel Miles Quaritch", you whisper, as if he couldn’t hear you like this.

"Ah, I knew it", Jake shakes his head, chuckling softly.

It’s almost a little intimidating, the way he looks at you now. His eyes are completely focused on you and he’s so close, you can see your own reflection in them. You watch yourself, your mouth open and closes like a helpless little fish on land, trying to find something to say that could get you out of this situation alive. But then something rustles in your ear, a static sound like someone was turning on their mic again. Instantly, your brows furrow and it’s like Jake senses that you’re trying to listen to something. Or someone.

"Answer him", Quaritch’s voice echoes in your head. His words make a puzzled face appear on you and Jake seems visible amused by this.

"E-Excuse me?", you ask, no doubt a little perplexed that Quaritch had finally decided to say something and those were his first words. How would that help you get out of this mess?

"Sully asked you a question, didn’t he?", he asks and you can almost hear the grin in his voice, "Answer him."

Question?

The adrenaline still rushes through your veins from being caught by the enemy and feeling like you’re in a life and death situation didn’t help with your memory at all.

"What question, sir?", you ask him, finally adverting your eyes from Jakes, so he won’t get the impression that you’re talking to him. But said man then hooks a finger under your chin and tilts your head upwards again. Your eyes widen when he makes a shush gesture and then reaches for the comm in your other ear to plug it into his own.

Jake can hear Quaritch sigh. He can hear him so clear now, that he hears how he licks his lips before he responds, "Did you mean what you said? Preferably all the times you teased about wanting to fuck him."

Immediately, your face flushes a deep shade of red that causes Jake to smile and Quaritch to hum in amusement. "I never said that!", you squeak in defense.

"Well, you didn’t word it exactly like that, but it definitely sounded like you wanted to", Jake says lowly. He watches the way your lips press into a thin line, your face growing more flustered and when you don’t respond to him, he takes it as a victory.

"That's it?", he teases in a husky tone, a grin spreading over his lips. "Now's when you're lost for words? Now's when you're all cute and shy?" He leans down to whisper in your ear, "You’ve been so bold all this time, what happened? I'm getting the feeling you're not as confident as you like to pretend." His voice is playful, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or am I wrong?"

There’s a hunger in his eyes and his tongue darts out to lick over his sharp canine. Your breath catches when Jake leans in just a little closer and now his lips are but an inch away from touching yours, soft and pink like cherries, and his eyes flash with desire.

"No, you’re– I’m, uhm I’m…", you stumble over your own words, unable to form a coherent sentence with him being so close to you, his gaze so intense, it feels like your knees are about to give in.

"She’s just a really good actress", Quaritch suddenly chimes in with a dirty laugh, "Acting all though and confident, but she turns into a cute little mess so easily, getting all shy and flustered."

"S‘that so, hm?", Jake steps forward, invading the last inch of personal space he’d left you with, so you’re chest to chest with him and his lips brush against yours as he speaks.

Something in him snaps then, when you shake your head. Jake is on you in the blink of an eye, pressing you against the nearest tree, his hips nudged between your thighs. His left hand is wrapped up in your hair, his right hand holding you still by your hips. His eyes are fiery and his lips are on yours before you can say anything.

You gasp into the kiss, arms instinctively wrapping around his neck to pull him closer as you allow him to deepen the kiss. A sigh leaves your lips as Jake snakes his tongue into your mouth.

You lean into him, a soft growl escaping him as he runs his tongue along your teeth in a long, deep kiss. He holds you tight to him, his breath warm with passion. Finally, he pulls away, smiling mischievously, as his breath comes in shallow gasps. "Is that a yes?" His tone is teasing yet again, "Did you mean what you said?" The corners of his lips curl into that cocky smile, his eyes flashing with heat and amusement while he stares at your kiss-swollen lips.

"Maybe…", your voice comes out quiet, hushed in a whisper, yet there’s a hint of confidence returning to you in this moment.

"Oh you’re trouble, aren’t you? Little tease", Jake chuckles, then shakes his head, his gaze flashing back to meet yours, "Bet you love to tease all the boys, wrap them around your pretty little finger."

"Ha. She certainly does", Quaritch’s voice sends a tingling feeling through your body, "You should see her walk around the base. Our girly here sure does love skimpy dresses and shorts, don’t you?"

Even though it’s just Jake standing in front of you, it feels as if there are two pairs of eyes on you and slowly, you begin to squirm under their gaze. If it weren’t for Jake standing right in between them, you would’ve squeezed your legs together right as his hand starts to wander over your thigh. Your skin grows hot where his palm touches you and Jake seems to realize that as well.

"You should see her right now", he tells Quaritch, "She’s putty in my hands. Poor thing is probably soaking wet already." As if to prove his point, Jakes hand moves higher on your thigh, until his fingers pull away the thin fabric of your loincloth. You suck in a sharp breathe when two rough digits swipe through your folds and tease your opening.

"How long has she been working for you?", Jake asks ever so nonchalantly. There’s a pause and if it weren’t for the blood rushing behind your ears and up to your head, drowning all the other sounds, you would’ve heard the Colonels response.

Jake wasn’t even looking directly at you now, his eyes entirely fixed on his fingers that he held up in front of his face. The same ones that were between your thighs just a few seconds ago. They’re covered in your clear, sticky arousal and Jake smears it between his digits, observing, as he talks to Quaritch like they were old friends. "And you didn’t touch her once?", Jake scoffs, "You’re a cruel man. Did you really need her that desperate to get the job done?"

The absurdity of the whole situation makes your head spin. Much more so, when Jakes hand nudges itself past your loincloth again.

"You’ve been awfully quiet, cupcake", the Colonel finally directs his words at you again, snapping you out of your thoughts, "What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

Right on cue, Jake seems to have found your clit. His thumb presses down it, circling it gently and pulling a soft whimper out of you, that you’re unable to hide behind your hands clasped over your mouth. "Oh I see", he chuckles, "‘s Jakey boy making you feel good, hm?"

You couldn’t help but nod, Jakes eyes sparkling with something you couldn’t really put a name on as he watched how obedient you were to your Colonel, "Uh-hu, y-yes, sir." The words were mumbled against your palm and when Jakes index finger circled your soaking entrance, another mewl fell from your lips. He leans forward to kiss your jawline, enjoying how you don’t resist and instantly tilt your head to make room for him to move further.

"Jake", his name drips from your lips like honey, more of a breath than a proper word, "feels so good. Please I… need more." Jake pulls away from where he had been mouthing at your throat, looking into your hazy eyes. He can’t help but smirk. He’s been waiting and holding back for way too long to finally have you like this, see you like this. There was no turning back now, not with how hard he was for you.

"Yeah? You want more, pretty? Turn around and I’ll make you feel even better", he whispers against your lips. You’re eager to kiss him again, chasing his mouth when he pulls away so you can turn around and you whine in frustration.

"You heard the man", Quaritch‘s rough voice full of authority makes you still, "be a good girl and turn around. Show him how well you can listen, cupcake."

"Of course, sir", you mumble under your breath, quickly turning around and placing both hands against the tree you’ve been previously pushed against. Behind you, Jake gives a gentle spank to the backside of your thigh, wordless urging you to spread them, so you do.

"And here I thought I should be a gentleman with you. Now look at you, spreading you legs for the enemy like a little slut", Jake said as he flipped your loincloth up to expose yourself to him. He groans at the sight, your glistening folds completely on display before him. You hear the rustling of him untying his own loincloth, cursing your current position because you’re unable to see how it falls to the ground.

"I would’ve bend you over my desk weeks ago if I had known what a filthy girl you are", the Colonel laughs in your ear.

"m‘not filthy", you protest weakly. Jakes hands hold a firm grip on your hips while he teasingly runs the tip of his cock along your entrance a few times, testing your wetness. You bite your lip to suppress the needy groan from escaping your lips at the feel of your arousal dripping out of you and slickening up his cock. Once he‘d lined the mushroom-like head up with your entrance, he carefully moves forward. You can’t help but moan softly when you feel him stretch you inch by inch, a sound that makes both men shudder simultaneously.

"Yes you are", Quaritch scoffs, "Making all these cute sounds for the man you should want dead."

Surprisingly, Jake ignores him. He takes his time, savoring how you tremble beneath him, how you hold your breath until he was fully seated within your tight little cunt. He blows out a breath against your neck and you whimper.

"F-Fuck, it’s so big", you moan, your head now hanging low between your outstretched arms. And then Jake begins to move, drawing back all the way before slamming home. You gasp, like he pushed those noises out of you by the force if his thrusts.

"You hear that, Quaritch? I‘m gonna ruin her for you", Jake groans mockingly, the sounds of his hips snapping against yours travel through the communication device and straight to the Colonels ears, that are pinned back against his head.

"Good luck trying, Sully", he chuckles, yet there’s a hint of anger in his voice. This would have to wait until he was done with you, Jake thought, completely unfazed. If anything, it seemed like he was only spurring him on more like this.

Jake was drilling his cock into you hard and fast. The force of his thrusts was starting to lift your feet off the ground with every powerful thrust, shaking your entire body with pleasure. You could feel your senses beginning to blur, your heart thrumming loudly in your chest as your walls clenched around his length.

All the while, Jake was completely transfixed by the sight of his pelvis smacking against your plump ass, your soft flesh bouncing against him.

"Jesus, look at you, baby. Taking this cock like you’re made for it", he said with a sharp grin, cursing between groans. You feel the grip on your hips tightening, moaning louder when the tip of his cock repeatedly brushes against your sweet spots.

"Oh fuck, fuck, Jake right t-there, yes", you chant, not caring for the way you must sound to them.

"Oh cupcake, you just wait till your back at the base", Quaritch sighs, barely audible over your desperate moans, "I‘m gonna give you a real nice punishment for this, bend you over my knee and show you it’s best not to rile me up for weeks just to go and fuck Jake Sully instead."

"What? You’re not touching yourself to her moaning my name?", Jake laughs mockingly, obviously trying his luck with the Colonel. Meanwhile, you swear you could feel him in your stomach, the head of his cock bruising hard against your cervix again and again, while he talks to Quaritch like nothing‘s even happening.

"Ha, keep dreaming. I‘m not going to cum into my fist like a pathetic looser. I‘m not you." The air around you begins to feel electric, the tension between them growing thicker by the second but you’re barely able to keep up with their conversation.

"No, if I cum, it’s going to be either down her throat or inside that pretty little pussy", Quaritch growls and Jake doesn’t miss the way you squeeze his cock at his words. A waterfall of moans and curses fall from your lips when angles his hips higher, his pace increasing to a point where it felt like he was splitting you in two.

"You hear that?", Jake taunts, "I think all that talking of coming inside her got our girly a little too excited." One of his hands loosens the grip on your hips to snake itself to your front and between your thighs, feeling for your throbbing clit. You whimper when he tabs two of his fingers against it a few times and then starts to draw tight circles around the little nub.

"That true? You’re going to come, huh?", the Colonels voice is hot in you ear, causing a shiver to run through your body.

"Hmh, yes sir!", you hum, desperately pushing yourself back to meet Jakes thrusts, "So close, I’m so close!" The man behind you groans when he feels your need, your sweet arousal pooling around his cock and running down his balls.

"You’re gonna have to ask first, girly", Quaritch chuckles, "You’re not going to cum without permission from your Colonel."

"Please, please c-can I come? Please, sir I can’t hold it!" You almost sob when Jake rubs your clit faster, not showing any mercy, as if he was trying to see how long you could stay put. A mean chuckle finally redeems you then, "Go ahead then, Jake. Make our little slut cum."

And that he did.

The grip on your hips is hard enough to bruise as he fucks into you. It feels like Jake was letting himself fully go now, not caring for how loud you were moaning his name, how red the cheeks of your ass had gotten from slapping against his pelvic bone and how your legs begin to buckle under the sheer force of his thrusts.

"Glad to see you’re still listening to some of my orders, Corporal." You hear Quaritch’s voice but you can barely pick up what he’s saying to Jake, too lost in the sensation of your rapidly building orgasm.

"Don’t get f-fucking used to it", he grits out. His response is followed by a deep groan, almost a growl and you feel his cock throb inside you. All your senses black out at once when your orgasm crashes through you. If it weren’t for Jakes hands holding you tight and his thrusts forcing you against the tree, you would’ve collapsed.

Jake curses under his breath and with one particular hard slam, you then feel his hot cum fill you to the brim, trickling down your thighs, almost feeling as if it lasts ages as the warm stream dies to a trickle.

"Holy shit", Jake’s hot panting bring you back to reality as his fingers loosen around your middle. His cock is still twitching so deep inside you, pulsing heavenly. The moment he finally slides out leaves you almost disappointed, empty, and when his hands leave your sides, you let yourself slide down against the tree, until your knees hit the moosy forest floor with a soft thud.

Looking up at him, you’re met with a smug grin from Jake, skin glistening from sweat, board chest heaving but caught quickly. He’s glorious in his after sex sheen and you swallow thickly when your eyes lock.

One of his hands then reaches out to caress your cheek, almost affectionately, and as you lean against his palm you realize, that his lips had been moving and that he was talking to Quaritch again.

"Come and pick her up. You know where", is the first thing your fried brain can make out, having completely missed what either of them had said before that.

So Jake wasn’t going to kill you? Take you hostage? He was willingly letting you go?

There’s a long pause with neither one of them saying anything, just Jake winking at you when he realizes the questioning look on your face. He’s also the first to break the silence with a dark chuckle, "Don’t worry. I won’t be here when you show up." There’s another pause in which Jake licks his lips, "Lucky for you, because I aim better after a good fuck."

Quaritch then laughs and you can practically feel your face flush red in embarrassment. "Lucky for you, Sully. That little minx has me walking around with blue balls for way too long now. And I aim twice as good when I‘m mad."

You breath is caught in your throat at his words, the only thing keeping you from saying or doing anything to protest, was Jakes hand still cupping your face, his thumb gently swiping over your bottom lip.

"Don’t be too hard on her", he sighs, "Would be a shame to see that cute ass littered in bruises the shape of your hand."

"What gives you the impression that you’re going to see her again, Corporal?" The mocking tone in the Colonels voice had disappeared almost completely now and the danger of it made goosebumps appear on your skin. Still, it’s not enough to faze Jake, not even in the slightest.

"Worried I'll steal her away?", Jake grins at you, his tail curling behind his back.

"No", Quaritch huffs out a breath, "But I keep close tabs on what's mine."

It’s the last thing that Jake hears, before the line goes dead, cutting him off from all communication to the RDA.

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clockmax · 11 months

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Dilf Jake taking readers v card 😋😩

this one gets real silly (i need to be SEDATED)

mdni, nsfw below, requests open

Jake sully who is so gentle with you, large hands holding you close, one hand creeping down your stomach. How his hands delicately rub circles on your clit, fingers prodding at your entrance as your juices begin to drip.

Jake Sully who stretches you out, fingers scissoring you to get you comfortable, watching how you squirm from his touch, stomach tightening into knots.

Jake Sully who gets you to at least 2 orgasms before he considers his own pleasure. How he'll put you under him, one hand sneaking around to rub your clit as his tip prods at your entrance. His cock eventually sliding in, stretching your walls out.

Jake Sully who gives you a moment to breath, a moment to adjust before he gets into the main dish. He'll go at whatever pace you want, veins dragging against your most sensitive spots as his tip bumps to your cervix.

Jake sully who talks you through it, holding and reassuring you. His hands holding you close, running along your body. he'll squeeze your tits, ass, whatever he can grab that makes you whine or softly moan.

Jake Sully who takes his experience to give you as many orgasms as it takes until you're drunk on his cock, tight cunt squeezing down as you bump your ass to his hips.

Jake Sully Who'll have you stupid on his dick, having you coming back to him as many times as you want. he'll be gentle with you the first few times until you get comfortable. Then, well, you can guess.

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byunpum · 1 year

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The new member

Pair: Miles Quaritch (baby blue boii) x Human reader

tw: Recom squad, fluff, save pandora team, nothing special for the moment. This changes according to the chapter.

POV: Y/N is sent from Earth to Pandora to be part of a particular group of people…

p.s. This story is created after the ship altercation. Neteyam never dies, the sullys are able to run away, but spider decides to go with his "father" to the base. All recoms are still alive.

NOTE: Hello!!! I'm back with one of my stories, which I usually imagine before going to sleep XD. Actually, I had thought about this story, while I was writing the 'experiment 56' parts. You know this is a pilot, if you like it and I see that it has a good feedback, I'll keep going. From now on I warn you that I am not very expert in this Navi culture, but I did my best. And sorry for the spelling. English is not my mother tongue.

Protecting Pandora Association or by its initials PPA. The association dedicated to the welfare and conservation of pandora. Our goal is to make pandora our home, in a safe and healthy way. Respecting the life that already inhabits the planet. We want humans to be able to coexist and adapt to pandora. Trying not to make the same mistakes we made on earth.

"Are you serious Dr. Williams? The RDA is doing a good job here on Pandora," says General Ardmore, sitting in her office. This was one of the many quotes, complaints and scoldings that Dr. Williams had, towards the RDA and their inappropriate work in Pandora.

"A good job? General Ardmore, they are annihilating Pandora's wildlife and its creatures. Everything. They are supposed to be adapting, not attacking pandora" the doctor complained, the annoyance in his voice was palpable. "we can modify some things, but you don't have the right to question my work here in the RDA" says the general. Taking a sip from his coffee cup.

"Yes, I have all the rights I want. Because I am the director of the PPA, I am the one who signs the checks so that the RDA can continue to survive. And I'm going to make a lot of changes." Dr. Williams was very sure of his plan, and the disaster that was happening in Pandora was going to end.

General Ardmore kept silent, she knew it was better to keep quiet. The PPA was the association that sent money to the RDA to survive on Pandora, for their research and civilization on this new planet.

"Listen to me carefully because I am not going to repeat myself. You are going to stop every attack towards the life of pandora, be it towards the wildlife, the navis and when I speak of all the navi, you are also going to stop the attacks on the tulkun. EVERYTHING HAS TO STOP" the dr, Williams continues speaking. "In addition I am going to send a group of people who will be in charge of keeping an eye on your teams. And they will notify me of everything that is going on." General Ardmore, swallowed deeply and nodded her head down.

A Quaritch was sitting on his bed, as he analyzed some of the bruises on his arms. After the altercation he had with Jake Sully two months ago, he had gotten his non-son, 'Spider', to come with him to the base. The boy had tried to convince his "father" to stop chasing Jake Sully, but he was still analyzing the issue. He was in no physical condition to act and get into trouble.

He heard several knocks on the door. "colonel general Ardmore is looking for you" mansk says, as he peeks in the door. "did he tell you what he wanted to talk to me about?" asks Quaritch to one of his squadron members. "she didn't tell me anything, but she looks kind of upset" says mansk, walking away. Quaritch gets up and heads straight for the exit. He is surprised when he sees General Ardmore outside the rooms. " good morning general" Ardmore interrupts " we are going to have some changes here at the base… well at RDA".

"The PPA association wants to make some changes, and that includes sending staff to supervise our teams," says Ardmore. "With all due respect, but my team doesn't need any supervisors," Quaritch says with an annoyed tone. "But you will, it would be a new member of your team." Ardmore begins to explain everything to quaritch, what was going on and what was going to happen in the RDA. Ardmore hands him some documents, where it is written his new rules to follow. "This can't be," says Quaritch. "Believe me I don't agree with this, but they are the ones giving the money. So we have to play their game" Ardmore walks away down the hall. "The new member of your team arrives tomorrow" says Ardmore as he disappears from sight.

Damn protective association, and their damn rules. A new member, and them watching them all the time?. He wasn't going to stand for this. But he had to, he had no choice. Quaritch entered the common room area. All members of his team were there. "Good fellows…. We are joined by a new member" he says with a cheeky, sarcastic grin.

The RDA and PPA had greatly improved the technology of the transport ships from earth to pandora. Before it was 6 years to arrive, then it improved and was 6 months and currently it was a week. And there was Y/N getting up from her induced sleep. You were a little dizzy, and you were nauseous. The doctors on the transport ship helped stabilize you. And then they moved you to the recessed area, so you could get acclimated to gravity again. A noticeable change in the technology was the new exopacks, which were now super small tubes that were placed in the nose and the rest of the plastic tube was placed in the ears until it was connected to the oxygen machine at the waist. Your mouth was left uncovered, but the oxygen you breathed was enough to keep your lungs from collapsing.

You were transferred with other members of the PPA team, all of them human. You could see through the window how the sun was approaching on the horizon, while everyone was preparing to descend from space orbit to the planet. You had never seen anything like this before, you were in shock. You sat in your seat and waited for the descent to begin.

"Well team, today the newest member of our squadron arrives" says Quaritch, trying to sound positive. But the faces of the team members were something else. They didn't seem to have another member in the group, let alone one to supervise them. They had enough, with the scientists monitoring their new avatar bodies. "You don't know who it will be? Or what he looks like?" asks lyle, as he continues to get ready for the day. " I don't know, but I imagine it will be someone on our level" Quaritch tries to be funny, but manages to get the team to scoff a little. "That's enough… keep getting ready. I'll go to the welcome area and greet the new member" Quaritch leaves the room. "this is going to suck" says Soldier Lopez, as he laughs.

The landing didn't take long, and the entire PPA team arrived safely at the RDA facility. You were a little nervous, you knew what your mission was. You were an ambientalist who had just graduated, you were the youngest in your class. And even in this very team you were the youngest. Many could not explain why they recruited you, but your dedication and preparation got you here at Pandora. As soon as the doors of the ship opened, you were speechless. It was a beautiful landscape, you couldn't wait to investigate the place. Of course, they had already told you that you were going to be part of a group and that they were avatars. And that they were Marines and blah blah blah. You had confidence in yourself, but you couldn't lie… you were scared to death.

Outside the ship were the leaders of each team. They were all human soldiers, except Quaritch, his squadron were the only avatar recoms on the base. The other avatars still had their human bodies. Miles stood there, watching as a number of scientists got off the ship. To his impression, most of them were strong, tall and looked imposing, even some women were like that. He figured if he got someone like that, well… it would be good for the group.

"Colonel Miles Quaritch?" asked a manager." Yes, that's me," Quaritch said as he stepped forward. "Well, here's your new member," said the officer, standing in front of him was a strong, tall man. Quite a perfect soldier. "Nice to meet you" said Miles offering his hand as a greeting, to the boy, until the manager interrupted him. The officer takes you by the arm and pushes you in front of Quaritch. "Y/N…mmm member code 786. Yes, this is your new member." The man drops you in front of this very very tall blue man who was looking at you with a disappointed look on his face.

" Hello!!!! My name is Y/N, I am your new supervisor" he says with a wide smile. This must be a joke, it's the only thing that comes to mind. They just gave him a bunny." H-hello my name is" Miles tries to speak, until you reach over take his hand and give it a squeeze. " Colonel Miles quaritch, I know all about you, it's nice to meet you" you say without taking off your stupid grin. "Ahhh, it's nice to meet you" Quaritch tries to analyze you. You were small, you looked smart and if you could hold half your weight, that was amazing. He knew his team wouldn't like this.

"Are you sure I'm the team you're looking for?" asks Quaritch still in a state of shook. You look down at your papers, then back up at him. "Yes, look!!!" you raise your arms, so he can see the papers. Oh my goodness, you were adorable. Miles takes the papers in his hands and starts reading. "oh, that's right… well we have to deal with this chihuahua" says the man, and you look at him somewhat surprised. He just called you a chihuahua. "Well, y/n….follow me I'll introduce you to your new team" says Quaritch starting to walk inside the base. While he is walking, you were running.

He led you through the hallways, he was quiet. You were pretty sure, he was not happy with your presence. It's not like you are the ideal warrior, you would get fatigued if you ran for 10 minutes and that's if it was a good day. You just wished his team was nice. You had never been in a good group, they always pushed you away from the others, and didn't include you. " Are they nice?" you ask as you try to keep up with him. " No promises" Quaritch says as he keeps walking. Before long you arrived at the door to the bedroom area.

It was a huge door, as it opened you saw how big the place was. Well, for you it sure was big, but for them it was something of normal size. In the middle was a sitting area, in another corner some tables and board games. And all around were the rooms. Each one had the name of each member of the team, but what impressed you the most was the large window on the ceiling. You could see the whole sky of Pandora. And a beautiful illumination came into the whole area. In this area, were all the members of the squadron, they were sitting, they had comfortable clothes. Apparently they were waiting for you to arrive.

Quaritch entered first, and you followed him. All eyes of the members turned to you. You felt your breath stop, when you see how they are getting up and approaching you. "And this beautiful princess who is she?" says Brown as he looks you up and down. Lyle and mansk are whispering various things to each other. " Guys…this is new member" says Quaritch, and everyone gets quiet. " You're kidding, right?" says z-dog, the woman gives you a quick look. "Hey, slow down" lyle kneels down to be at your level. "Nice to meet you, gorgeous…what's your name" lyle, takes your hand and gives it a little kiss. " stop being flirty" Miles pushes him away, lyle stands up and gives you a smile. "My name is y/n" you speak shyly.

"hey, relax… we're not going to eat you" says mansk, as he sits down on the couch." Well come… I'll show you your room" Quaritch guides you to your room, when you get to the door you see that next to you is his room. "This is your room, it's set up for you, you know…it's all oxygen stuff. And you're right next to me. If anything happens let me know" Quaritch hands you the key to your room. "Take the day off, I imagine your suitcases will be arriving later. And don't worry, you'll get used to being here with us" Miles gives you a smile. "Thank you" There is a small silence between the two of you, until Quaritch shifts his gaze.

"I'll let you know when dinner is ready" You give him a smile. Quaritch had to admit, you had a beautiful smile. You walk into your room and he sees the door close. He feels someone tap him on the shoulder. "Wow Colonel…the girl is beautiful!!!" says Brown, shaking him a little. "Yes…she is very…" Quaritch fixes his throat, and pushes his roommate away. "Idiot" Quaritch walks out of the bedroom area. Lyle gives Brown a look, and they laugh.

p.s. If you like this pilot, let me know. That way I'll be encouraged to continue with the story.

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mechformers · 1 year

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Mech's Library - under construction 🚧

I figured it was time to make a masterpost (or masterlist, if you prefer) to collect all the fics I've written, here on Tumblr, in one place. For the moment, this masterpost will only cover Avatar (2009) and Avatar: The Way of Water as they are the main ones I write for at the moment.

Requests are open though, so feel free to ask for something!

H!Reader = human reader

(The guidelines)

Colonel Miles S. Quaritch

Ma Miles Tw: NSFW, Slow Burn, hurt/comfort, misunderstandings, HEA Pairing: Quaritch x Na'vi!Reader Summary: 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.

No Way - Coming Soon Tw: NSFW, body worship, stomach bulge, HEA Pairing: Quaritch x plus size h!Reader Summary: Quaritch has seen you around base. You're not the type he'd go for, but in the quiet of his room at night, your face is the only image he sees. What harm could it cause to take you for a ride?

We're Not Even the Same Species - Coming soon Tw: NSFW, Unplanned Pregnancy, hurt/comfort, HEA Pairing: Quaritch x h!Reader Summary: Quaritch uses you as a fuck buddy, too afraid of what the squeezing sensation in his chest, every time he saw you, would mean. Somehow, he manages to knock you up only to deny his part in the kid's creation. After all, you're not even the same species.

Tsu'ty te Rongloa Ateyitan

Ma Tsu'tey - Coming Soon Tw: NSFW, Unplanned Pregnancy, hurt/comfort, HEA Pairing: Tsu'tey x human!Reader Summary: During the hunt festival, Tsu'tey drinks too much. Excusing himself to get some fresh air, he finds himself at Utraya Mokri to seek comfort. Instead, he finds you there, the human Jakesully brought with him to the Omatikaya. The very bane of his existence. Right then though, you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. When morning comes, however, Eywa's clarity comes with it. Tsu'tey flees, and then... the humans attack Hometree and Tsu'tey falls from the skies.

Reypaytun Tw: NSFW, Period blood, puddy eating, hurt/comfort Pairing: Tsu'tey x human!Reader) Summary: When Tsu'tey falls for a sky demon, he thought that would be the lowest he'd ever fall. When you agreed to move into his kelku, he knew he could never be happier. Until a few days later, after a night of passionate lovemaking, Tsu'tey wakes up to blood smeared between your thighs. Hurting you, even accidentally... There would be no greater shame.

Jake Sully

TBC

Tonowari

Daddy... huh? Tw: NSFW, puddy eating, p in v, stomach bulge, fudged dumb Pairing: Tonowari x human!Reader Summary: Oversensitive and head clouded with pleasure, you accidentally call Tonowari Daddy, which has... surprisingly delicious consequences.

Others

You're alright, kiddo... Tw: SFW - Pairing: Spider & gn!Reader + Quaritch & gn!Reader Summary:

The Choice - Coming Soon Tw: NSFW, Threesome, competitiveness, friendship, HEA Pairing: Summary:

TBC

#miles quaritch x reader #colonel miles quaritch x reader #colonel quaritch x reader #tsu'tey x reader #tsutey x reader #jake sully x reader #jake sully x human reader #tonowari x human!reader #tonowari x reader #miles quaritch x human reader #tsu'tey x human reader #tsutey x human reader #Avatar #avatar the way of the water #na'vi male/human female #na'vi x human #Mech writes

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milequaritchsslut · 1 year

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toxic ao’nung🥹

Aged Up Toxic Ao’nung x fem reader

Warnings: cheating, bullying, swearing, manhandling, yelling, crying.

Part 2

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You didn’t remember when it started happening, but it came little by little. Whenever an important event was happening for you, he would simply just forget. It pained you that your mate was acting so childish. He knew it was your birthday today, but still he hadn’t come to see you. You were confused to say the least, why would he do this to you? It was your birthday for goodness sake. You hadn’t asked much of him, just to get a simple happy birthday from you mate was all you wanted. Just for him to recognize you for once.

It seemed that all he ever did was talk to other woman. You had caught him a few times getting touchy with the other women of the clan. But you let it slide, in hopes he would stop after your caught him so many times. But he never did, and it got worse each time. There was always another woman who was placed higher then you. His stupid one night stands were always more beautiful then you were, and you hated it. Why couldn’t he just pay attention to you? Just get you a nice flower for once. You poured your heart out to him. And what did you get in return? A cheating piece of shit, why did Ewya curse you. What had you done so wrong? You’ve never done a single thing that could’ve caused this.

You’ve never neglected him or anyone in general. He was the most important person in your life. Why couldn’t you be his? For even a second, you had prayed so many times for that day to come. But you knew deep down it would never show. You were in too deep with this lying cunt. You’ve started to pushing him away, and it seemed he had gotten happier the more you pushed. Almost like he never loved you in the first place.

You two had started out so nice. Always giving eachother thoughtful gifts, never leaving the other alone for too long. You fell in love with one another. Remembering the night he confessed to you, your heart fluttered in delight. His scruff hands came to intertwine with yours, an innocent smile plastered along your face. Leaning in for a kiss, you leaned into him. But now you had wished you had never met this man.

Was he even a man anymore? He seemed more like a beast in your eyes. A beast that would never stop tormenting you. You’ve started hating your mate, and his stupid little friends. You almost hated his friends more, always picking on you for being chosen with such a horrible man. They poke and prod at your weaknesses, your only weakness being him. “Are you really gonna let him treat you like that?” “You must be some kind of stupid!” “What a pussy, she can’t even stand up to him!”. They had caused so many tears to fall from your innocent eyes. The tears being able to fill up lakes and rivers, maybe even the an Ocean. Ao’nung had brought nothing but pain into your wonderful life.

You had gone to Kiri about it so many times, but her answer was always the same. “Just leave him y/n!” But it wasn’t that easy, she couldn’t understand. You were his mate, and a mated pair isn’t able to just unmate. It was impossible, the only thing you could do was separate from one another. So that’s exactly what you did. You had told him to talk with you tonight, you had planned on leaving and staying with Kiri for awhile.

“What do you want to talk about y/n” he asked, his voice signaling he didn’t have the time of day for you.

Saddened you replied “I am leaving you Ao’nung” you turned your gaze upwards to meet his.

Were you serious? Did you really think you could just leave him? He knew you were dumb, but not this dumb. He was the next Olo'eyktan, he wasn’t about to let you just leave him. You were going to be his Tshiak, you couldn’t leave him.

“No you are not y/n” already annoyed, he shot a sharp glare towards you. As if he wanted to shoot an arrow right through your heart.

“Do not tell me what to do Ao’nung, you are a horrible man! You do not deserve me!” You argued, he wasn’t able to control you anymore. You defyed him, in fact you were disgusted by him.

“Oh shut up Y/n!” He yelled back, grabbing your wrist. His cold breathe blew onto your face, as you stood in front of him. His demeanor quickly darkening as his anger rose.

“Let go of me!” Trying to rid of his grip, you hit and smacked trying to get his hand off of you.

“You are mine y/n, you cannot just leave me” gritting his teeth as he spoke. No matter how much he didn’t show his affection towards you. He still loved you, and saw you as his. No matter how much you hated him, he still cared for you. That’s why he wasn’t going to let you leave him.

He laughed at your pathetic attempt to get away from him. He was a strong and skilled warrior, and you were just a weak gatherer. Not in a million years would you ever be able to get away from him. That was one of the reasons he even wanted to stay, the sense of control he had over you. You had already completed Tsaheylu, so now you really were his. For only him to have, and no other man. Though his past actions said otherwise, he had never formed Tsaheylu with any other woman. He saved that for you, and only you. That was the least he could do, though he never desired to form it with any other woman. You would always hold an important place in this retched man’s heart.

“Ao’nung please let go!” You begged, tired from fighting him for so long. A tear had fallen onto your rosy cheeks. But he never led up, he needed you. Without you, he was nothing. You were always by his side, and he couldn’t let you slip past his grasp.

Finally giving up, you stood there. Letting him win, he grinned. Grinning at your defiance, and he finally let go. “Now go to bed y/n, I will join you soon” he demanded, pointing to the bed across the room. Were you really going to let him win this? He had caused so much pain, so much sorrow. But there was just something inside of those eyes you couldn’t let go of. You had pushed so much, it felt like you were pulling at this point. So you gave in, you let him win once again. As you walked back to bed, you looked back at him. Only to be met with his eyes burning into your scalp. You were his, and he was yours. Forever and always.

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plzfeedmebread · 1 year

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The Lie of Providence - Chapter 5 - Paths

word count: 2698

Pairing: Recom Miles Quaritch x Female! Sully! Na'vi Reader Tags/Warnings: family bonding

“blue text” is spoken Na'vi. ‘Italics’ are thoughts.

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When you and father return to the village, you find Mo’at already awake and preparing for her duties of the day.

“Mo’at, I must speak with you urgently.” Jake addresses her almost immediately.

“Good morning to you too ma Jake, ma [Y/N].” She chides him playfully, unawares of how serious he is. You greet her softly.

“Good morning Grandmother…” Her focus is immediately on you. She studies your face; that downcast gaze, the faint streaks left by tears.

“Come.” She commands and you two follow her into an unoccupied healer tent. She gestures you two to sit and she secures the entrance closed.

“Speak of your troubles.”

Once again you go through the motions of your nightmare. Again your tongue is held steadfast against mentions of the Human. You do not cry this time, far too drained now. When you are finished speaking you exhale deeply. Grandmother is quiet as she sits in front of you, studying you. Your father nervously shifts his gaze from you to her and back. He opens his mouth to speak but she swiftly lifts a hand to silence him, gaze never faltering from you.

Without a word she rises from her spot and swiftly leaves the tent. You look to your father confused, but he merely shrugs; equally baffled. Quickly she returns though, bringing with her a bowls, tools, and a satchel no doubt filled with various powders and plants.

She works without uttering a single word. She alights the small fire pit in the center of the tent space. You welcome the gentle heat as it washes away the morning chill. Your father moves to sit closer to you, putting a comforting arm around your shoulder as the two of you watch Mo’at work.

You watch with keen interest as she grinds dried plants into fine powders, quietly chanting as she does. She pulls the bone from her necklace and holds out her free hand expectantly to you. You understand immediately and offer a hand. She pricks a finger, putting a drop of your blood into her concoction. She grabs a handful of the powder and throws it upon the fire.

The flames roar to life suddenly, a dazzling dance of reds and purples awash the tent. You look at your arms and marvel as the colours are reflected perfectly in your pale tones. You wonder if other colours would dance so wonderfully on your skin too. Mo’at’s prayers are louder now as she gestures this way and that, a dance known only to her as Tsahik. Suddenly the fire burns dark red, bolder than fire should be, and immediately dies without warning. Mo’at gasps and inhales deeply.

She sits back on her haunches, hands folded in her lap.

“The Great Mother has spoken. She speaks of fire and brimstone. Of great shadows darkening the sky. The seas painted red with spilt blood. Of villages burning, our people dying. Of betrayal, vengeance, wrath…”

She looks up from the dead flames to meet your eyes.

“She speaks of you. A warning. Many paths lay before you. She did not reveal them to me. Only that you must choose the right one.”

You gulp. All of that sounded more ominous than helpful. In fact, the right path? What does that even mean? How are you supposed to know? What if you choose wrong? What then? Will you be the reason people die and villages burn?? Your suddenly filled with anxiety, such thoughts becoming too taxing for a 12-year-old girl.

“Hey Mo’at that’s enough! You’re scaring her!” Your father yells when he notices your laboured breath. There words become heated but you do not hear. Static fills your ears as you stare at your open palms.

You’re suddenly filled with a desire to see the Human. That cold gruff man. He’s been a constant in your life for many years now. Oh, you left him on that cliff. You hope he finds his way back to the waking world or where ever he comes from.

And before any of you realise it, you unwillingly fall into the embrace of darkness.

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Miles Quaritch considers himself a sensible sort. Tough on his men, tougher on his opponents. Values loyalty above all else. Does not question authority, and does himself expect not to be questioned. That first day on Pandora, she made one thing very clear; this is not your home, and you do not make the rules here.

He wears his scars proudly, a reminder of what’s out there. Not just the animals and plants, but those savages too. Anything with a pulse is trying to kill you. Anything without a pulse can kill you too. But they have a job to do. Orders are orders and one way or another, they are going to get to that damn deposit of unobtainium.

The Avatar Program. What a fucking joke. Waste of time as far as he is concerned. Would be easier just to smoke out all the natives by force and blow the damn tree up. Minimal casualties of course, but such things are unavoidable. He suddenly wonders if you live in that big tree.

Urgh. He hates that he suddenly thought of you. Some native kid inhabiting a dream. He doesn’t like the lucid dreams. They feel far too real for his liking. He’d really like Jake to hurry the fuck up so he can be done with this planet and be on the next shuttle outta here. He can’t help his mind however, recalling the first time he had seen you. Jesus Christ you scared the shit outta him, looking like a damn ghost what with that pale skin and all. Turns out you were just a bratty kid who followed him everytime he dreamt these past few months.

He wonders then though, if his mind was playing tricks on him last time he dreamt of you. You looked, almost bigger? He’s not sure anymore. The low gravity of this planet must be fucking with his head and he can’t stand it. He sighs as he rubs a hand down his face. He’d love nothing more than to leave right now. Paz looks ready to pop anytime soon and he’d prefer if the boy was born on his real home planet, not this God forsaken moon. This was no place to raise a son.

Although he and Paz weren’t in a relationship per say, he knows he needs to do right by her and their son. So begrudgingly here he stays, following through with orders to the best of his ability, to ensure a future for his son, and to ensure he has a home to go back to once this is all over.

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Months pass and yet still you do not return to the shared dream. For this you are grateful as you have yet to experience another nightmare. You would be saddened to have not seen your human companion were this not the norm though; to go so long without another shared dream.

It might even take another year before he makes an appearance. But that is a worry for future you. Present day you has thought long and hard about Eywa’s less than straight forward answers. But as luck would have it, you have come up with a sort of plan.

As you recall, Eywa spoke of many paths to be laid before you, choosing the right one a crucial step toward the future. You wondered then, if perhaps this was hence tied to your future place in the clan; something not yet set in stone either.

Being the first born of Olo'eyktan, you had many choices in your future role to the clan, Leader of course being one of them. Alternatively, you could tutelage under Grandmother to become future Tsahik. This was once your mother’s destiny, but the war with the Sky People passed lead her instead down the path of the Warrior, to which she has since thrived. She is a remarkable huntress too, and you would be honoured to learn from her; another path you could choose.

There were also the Gatherers, experts in cultivating the land and foraging, making sure to take only what is needed to never upset the great balance. You could study craftmanship – becoming an expert in textiles, or one day having the privilege of using the Mother Loom. You could become a Clan Singer, studying under Ninat and learning the songs to bring joy around the cooking fires, or the prayers that are sung to honour the dead.

With so many ways you could fit into the clan, your genius idea was then to do it all.

Oh yes. You were going to study everything. Every last job afforded to you, you would give everything that you are and then some. Surely there could be no wrong path if you took EVERY path!

With this in mind you approach your parents and grandparent with the idea. Mo’at is apprehensive, becoming Tsakarem was a life long commitment. But as it would stand she doesn’t currently have anyone under her tutelage, so she relents. She places a condition though; were she to see a sign from Eywa regarding your future as Tsahik, she would end the training were it not to please the Great Mother. You agree wholeheartedly.

And so begins your training under dearest Grandmother.

And by the Great Mother is it exhausting. But equally as exhilarating. There is a thought in the back of your mind too, that if you can become one who interprets the Will of Eywa, there is the chance that your own future, and the dreams that may yet lie within, could become clearer to you. You could gain a better understanding of it all. Maybe.

Every morning then, you awaken before majority of the clan, and listen dutifully as Mo’at explains everything she does, and the reasons therein. She speaks of Eywa’s influence in the world around you, look for signs, the things others may not yet see. How she interprets these things. The rites that a Tsahik must perform for her people, the plants you use, the painting patterns, which paints to use and the colours and their meanings. There is even order in the burning powders for rituals and rites alike. It is a lot to take in. But you drink it up as though you are starved.

And when the sun approaches its zenith, you spend your time with Mother, she teaches you the ways of hunting. How to track the great beasts of Pandora, how to stealth through the forest but leave no trace behind. She begins teaching you to use a bow, and you and her are surprised to find you are remarkably proficient. She praises you greatly, and the two of you laugh over stories of how much she struggled to teach your father the very same weapon.

When the sun first kisses the horizon, you then spend time with Ninat, learning how to control your voice. Breathing exercise. How to hold notes and expanding your range. She tells you that you have a good voice, and will no doubt sing beautifully with time; if your own mother’s voice is anything to go by. With that in mind, you practice your singing in the evenings when Neytiri sings her personal songcord.

Your days are never the same though. Though each morning will always be spent with Tsahik, some afternoons you spend with father, he appoints himself to teach you the way of the Warrior. How to fight. And more importantly, how to wield a knife. Though he’s not ready to give you a proper blade yet, you are given a blunt wooden carving of one. Technique is of the most importance. The stances and body movements he teaches you, are Human techniques.

He appoints Tarsem, a young but extremely wise Warrior to teach you the native style of the clan. He hopes a broaden fighting style with multiple perspectives will keep you that much safer in the future.

Other evenings are spent with some of the Gatherers as they prepare food for the clan with the Hunters. You learn how to carve meat from bone, which parts of animals are for eating, the rest for healing or craftsmanship. There are some days where you join them out the forest, learning which plants are safe and which to avoid wholeheartedly. Which herbs mix well together, and which when combined make absolute and utter chaos.

The only downside to this sudden busy schedule, is you find yourself with far less time than before to spend with your siblings. It weighs heavy on your heart; especially when you have to refuse their offers to play when you have lessons.

You do the best you can to make time here and there. You are free though, well after the evening meal, when the sky is dark and full of stars. You sit with them and tell them stories of your day, the struggles of your training, the joys of doing things right. There is a big smile that spreads upon your face, ear to ear, as you regale them, almost nary stopping to breathe.

Then there are your days of Rest. One must allow oneself to replenish the energy that is borrowed from Eywa. These are the days you visit Hells Gate to spend time with Uncle Norm and Max catching up on your goings on. Spider is of course there too, eating up everything you see, wishing he too could be a part of your training. By the Great Mother if you somehow become Clan Leader you will make sure he becomes an official member, and anyone who disagrees will answer to you.

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2 Years pass. You are 15 now, almost a young adult. Your training still continues, though only to hone your skills. One development however, is that at some point you ceased your training as future Tsahik. Instead, Mo’at has appointed Kiri to be her new Tsakarem. And at 11 years old Kiri is more than excited. Any chance she can commune with the Great Mother she takes it. It means she get so communicate with her Birth Mother, Grace; a surprising thing to learn.

Your parents had waited until the older children, everyone except Tuk, were old enough to understand the story. How they found Grace’s avatar body pregnant without explanation, in its stasis pod. And how Kiri came into the world a little miracle, one they graciously took into their family to raise as their own. Now Kiri sometimes visits Hells Gate with Lo’ak in tow, the two of them growing closer to Spider as the years passed. But also it gives her a chance to see her other Mother, to watch videos of her talking about her love for Eywa and this world.

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Hold your breath. Steady aim. Do not pull too tightly. Exhale on release. No sudden movements. Aim carefully and—the yerik just so happens to look up and immediately spots you, instantly scurrying off before you can let loose an arrow.

You cuss, growly in frustration of it all. This is not the first time something like this has happened. You are sure of it now. Being this pale against the backdrop of the forest’s deep greens and blues, you must stand out something fierce.

“Calm, [Y/N]. These things happen.” Your mother says and puts a comforting hand upon your shoulder.

“Sorry. I know. It’s just—incredibly frustrating.”

“What is, my sweet atokirina?”

You gesture vaguely up and down your whole body.

“This. This is. It makes me stand out. I can’t hunt like this Mama. They see me so fast…”

“Then we must try other techniques. From higher in the trees, or—”

“It’s not just the animals Mother…”

The words slip out before you even think. Damn. This wasn’t something you wanted to necessarily talk about. At least not yet. It was awkward. It was uncomfortable. And most of all, heart breaking. Neytiri scowls, not liking the implication behind those words.

“What do you mean, [Y/N]?”

You sigh deeply. ‘Eywa give me strength’. And so you decide to tell your mother, about your first heartbreak.

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A/N: Once again I'd like to give thanks to everyone that has liked and or reblogged this story. It really means a lot and is great motivation to keep going! I know you all must be frothing for the promised quaritch x reader content and I thank you for your patience. I promise it is coming! I just really wanted to get some world building in there; really delve into you as the reader and where you come from. I am eager to hear your thoughts. Let me know how ya'll feel about pacing and whatever else have you!

Also once again I apologies for any grammatical errors.

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New environment - Chapter 3

warning : slightly angst , fluff , emotional , comfort , making friends , nervousnes , feelings

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She could feel that it was no longer the earth on which she was. For this, the environment was too different, too pure, too nature-laden. It was completely pure, untouched and not as dirty as the earth.

The first step was hesitant and she held onto Jake's shoulder before moving her cane in front of her. ,,This is incredible," she murmured, and Jake let his gaze wander as well. ,,Yes, the machines are truly incredible," she heard him marvel and shook her head. ,,If you say so...what does it look like here?" she asked, trying to picture it somehow.

Besides a large stone area and some kind of wall because the noise was thrown back a little she couldn't make out much. ,,The base is big, there are machines and combat robots everywhere. It looks like a metal city with soldiers, mercenaries, vehicles... in front of it and it only takes a moment, the base is a well metal building" he explained tersely and she nodded. ,,And Pandora?" she asked but stopped when Jake stopped and a loud vehicle like a truck drove in front of her.

She felt him tense for a moment as if he had seen something that frightened him. ,,Is everything all right?" she asked him, but Jake just shook his head. ,,We'll be right there," he encouraged himself and her before they continued on their way. The comments of two soldiers were not lost on either of them, but they ignored them for now. Trouble was the last thing they needed for now.

Jake opened the door and Y/n helped him hold it open so he could get through. ,,We can take the masks off," she explained and they both took a deep breath. ,,It doesn't smell so clean anymore" she thought, slightly concerned, sniffing the slight smell of metal, oil, deodorant and science.

Even if the latter was not a real smell, she knew that they would both be right here. Walking side by side, Jake seemed to be amazed as far as she could feel. ,,At least someone feels comfortable" she thought and felt the metallic ground under her ball at the front part of the staff. Everything here seemed to be made of metal.

However, she also knew that it was better that way. A small hole or crack and they would all be dead in four minutes. An unpleasant thought as probably everyone here feels.

They went another piece before they arrived at a crossroads with different ways. ,,Sorry, but I have to discuss something about my brother. Do you think you can find your way to the introduction? I'll catch up with you," Jake said and rolled over to her so he was in front of her. Alone through here she heard her thoughts and looked around.

But the colors were dimmed not dark just not as bright a clear difference from outside. ,,It's okay, I'll manage, I'll ask if I need to," she said and gave him an encouraging smile before they stopped listening to his rolls.

Only when he was gone did she sigh and try to hear something. But it was too much to tell where. Well then, the old fashioned way she thought and started moving around hoping to find the hall or room.

She decided to go to the right, a path that led her further in. Not only was there less light from outside, but the smell of metal increased. This is not the science area, she reminded herself, trying not to bump into anyone.

What landed her on the search only conditionally. If she bumped into someone, she apologized, but most of the time they just answered with a quick ,,I'm sorry" or not at all. She was not stupid, she knew that here were not only halfway honorable soldiers but also mercenaries and other people with whom one did not want to mess. But she was not discouraged, even if it was ridiculous.

And it could not protect her from the dangers out there, maybe it gave her a little respect. With her free hand she went to her neck and pulled out the dog tag so that it was visible over her top. Maybe someone here knows him? the thought crossed her mind before she continued. Her hopes went up even as her surroundings became a little quieter.

Where it was quieter, there could only be the canteen, the sleeping quarters or the meeting rooms. A chance of three but she would have to take the risk. Going further through it, she quickly realized that it was not the canteen.

There was no smell of food in the air and no loud talking. Only the chambers and the meeting rooms remain she thought and ventured further ahead. Soon it was so quiet that she thought she had arrived at the base in the basement, if there was such a thing.

Her free hand moved along the wall and after a few more steps she had a first doorbell in her hand. Taking one last deep breath in and out, she slowly opened the door and stepped inside. ,,Hello, is this where the new arrivals are being briefed?" she asked, trying to guess what was waiting for her.

It was a medium sized room, there was definitely a window and the colors were a little brighter. It smelled of leather and wood as if someone had made something. Before these smells mixed with an aftershave.

An interesting smell that aroused her interest but slowly she doubted that this was the meeting room. ,,Hello is-" she wanted to ask again when she bumped into something hard with her cane. Astonished to stretch out her hand, she had hardly noticed how the smell had become stronger.

Slowly, fearing to touch something wrong, she felt fabric under her fingertips and the warmth of a body underneath. ,,You are more than just wrong" she suddenly heard a male voice say and she felt the muscles under the clothes tighten slightly.

Looking up slightly at the man, she took her cane away. Her expression showed surprise and her heart beat faster for a moment as the colors in her vision shone brightly.

It was not the same as when she was outside talking to her mother or teaching. No, it was completely new and she didn't know why she was seeing it so brightly. The light blue mixed with white and green. That's how she perceived him and couldn't quite interpret it.

Slowly she held out her hand to him. Before she said, ,,Excuse me, I hope I'm not anywhere I'm not supposed to be. I'm new here and well, I'm looking for the briefing, I'm Y/n" and gave the unknown a slight smile. He must be at least a soldier she thought, still seeming to feel his muscles. But where exactly was she? Suddenly, the unknown man grabbed her necklace and pulled it towards him.

Involuntarily, she took another step towards him to prevent the chain from breaking. ,,You did not serve," he stated, sounding more disappointed than pleased. ,,No I didn't, my father did, I'm a biologist" she defended herself and reached for the dog tag. She felt him open his hand, making it easier for her to accept. She hated it. ,,Thank you," she said snappishly and gave him a warning look.

But he ignored it rather than taking it seriously. ,,You're the new one from the crazy ones," he said amusedly and walked past her. ,,The crazy ones?" she echoed and turned to him. He's just leaving, she thought indignantly, biting her tongue to keep from grumbling at him.

A sigh crossed his lips before he opened the door. ,,The biologists, doctors, nature lovers," he enumerated and she rolled her eyes before walking towards the door. ,,Oh, and to answer your question, Colonel Miles Quaritch, the man in charge of your security," he said, holding the door open for her, which she would have otherwise hit on the way out. She didn't have to look at him or say a word to realize that he was grinning at the whole situation.

She would have loved to fly straight back to earth. Wordlessly she walked past him, but as soon as she was standing in the corridor she knew she had to rely on him. Sighing, she unfolded her blind staff and walked next to the colonel to finally get to the place where she originally wanted to go. The two remained silent.

On the one hand she didn't know what to say and on the other hand he thought the same. ,,How long have you been here?" she asked when the silence became too uncomfortable. ,,It's called Colonel for you long enough to know that if you go out of it you die," he warned and she heard his dissatisfaction about his unnamed title clearly.

,,If you say so...Colonel. Besides, I made it here from Earth, I don't give up so easily," she said and looked at him for a moment. Before she continued to walk beside him and they walked along the corridors to the large room. She could hear the acoustics changing and people talking.

But as soon as she got closer, the voices stopped, and she realized it wasn't her fault, but rather Quaritch's. He's tense, she thought with a grin as she leaned against one of the tables, ignoring the looks of the others. A slight smile was on her lips as she closed her eyes for a moment to take in the sound.

Quaritch walked up and down the tables. He talked about the dangers of the planet, the inhabitants, the new environment. Not everyone wants to kill you, she thought, looking up at him, unable to ignore the fact that she had never seen her colors glow so brightly since she had been in the room with him. Maybe it's just the environment, she thought, but her inner self told her otherwise.

Taking her eyes off him, she heard the sound of rolling and looked to her left and recognized Jake. The colors much darker than Quaritch's she gave him a smile. ,,Hey" she said softly and Jake nodded before they both listened to Quaritch until the end.

But all the time she couldn't deny that no matter how long or short she looked at him, the colors were always so beautifully bright. ,,You made it here after all," Jake noted happily as the two made their way toward the lab area.

Past the many seemingly endless soldiers that came towards them. ,,Yeah, you could say that," she said, avoiding his gaze. ,,Why did something happen?" came the question almost as quickly and she thought that he would raise an eyebrow. ,,I'll tell you some other time," she said and was about to continue talking to him when she suddenly heard a voice behind her. ,,Jake wait" said a man and although she wanted to stop Jake continued his way.

,,I'm Norm Spellmann" he introduced himself and somehow tried to find a place next to the two without running into the other soldiers. ,,I'm Y/n," she said curtly, looking reddish and brown tones as she looked at him. ,,I knew your brother, we were at Avatar training together," he said, and she was surprised that Jake had left that out of his conversation.

Even though she found it a bit tactless to bring up these sad memories again for her friend. The three of them walked a short distance until she heard a door open and she got Norm's confirmation. ,,The bio lab is our new home and the place where we will probably spend most of our time," he said happily and began to introduce herself to the others.

Jake and Y/n also looked around and the colors changed to a bright white and gray. Medically laboratory sterile, she thought with a grin, and walked behind the two of them, careful not to knock anything over.

It was much quieter than in the hallways, a pleasant atmosphere for her ears and eyes. ,,That's where the connection chambers are," she heard Norm say, but walked behind Jake, who turned left into a larger open space in the lab. ,,Wow, they're really big," Jake said in amazement, and she wished she could see what he meant.

,,What's there?" she asked them both, feeling around with her hand before touching cold glass. ,,These are our avatars, created from our genes and samples from the original inhabitants," Norm said, and now she knew approximately where she was. She had read and heard about the Avatar program.

She knew it was a highly expensive and yet extraordinarily fascinating project. ,,What do they look like?" she asked, looking at Jake who was next to her and also looking at the tank. ,,Blue and big," he said, but Y/n shook his head. ,,No, I mean do they look like you?" she put it right and Jake looked at his avatar.

She said sadly, and she put a hand on his shoulder. ,,No believe me Jake he looks like you that's your avatar now" she heard Norm say who had come to them with a doctor.

The four of them stayed with the avatars for a while before they all continued on their way to the linking chambers.

She heard a whirring or routing sound and carefully groped around and felt capsule-like beds next to the railing to her right. She heard how apparently one of the capsules opened. As soon as a woman shouted, ,,Where are my damn cigarettes?" before someone ran up quickly and apparently gave the woman her cigarettes.

A moment later, she smelled a faint odor of smoke before she knew who was standing in front of her, Jake, Norm and the doctor. ,,Doctor Grace Augustine, it is an honor to make your acquaintance," she said, holding out her hand to the doctor. ,,Doctor Wilder your work has been interesting but I doubt we need you and this Marine" she said and Y/n knew the older woman could be more than brusque and pulled her hand away.

,,Besides you Marine I don't need you I need your brother and you Doctor Wilder are welcome to get to work examining the plants" she said and was about to leave when Jake approached her. ,,I can't do that, he's dead, I'll take his place" he explained curtly and seemed to have convinced Augustine.

,,All right, I want you to be here tomorrow at eight o'clock and let the biologist find her way around first, I don't need anyone ruining my samples," she said before heading for the door to talk to the leader.

,,She doesn't seem too pleased," Jake obviously noticed and the others nodded. ,,We'll just get on with it," she muttered, looking around before using her hand to identify and feel the objects around her.

The entire lab was large and it took her several hours to find her way around the connecting chambers. Although she did not yet have the people and everything else in her head, a picture slowly opened up in her mind.

Jake and Norm also helped her and told her how things looked here in case she didn't calculate something. It was nice help, help among colleagues and maybe even friends. Quaritch she thought and her hand clasped her necklace.

No, he had helped her because he thought she was weak and helpless. She knew that as soon as one saw her stick or looked into her eyes there were two possibilities. The first, and for her, the most common.

People were uncomfortable with her as if she were an alien. Some didn't talk to her at all, helped her too much, or talked so loudly that she couldn't understand if they knew the difference between blind and deaf.

The other rarer kind were those who took it, ignored it and helped her only when she asked. It was a simple relationship between her and the second faction. She did not feel helpless and yet she felt respected.

,,Y/n are you coming to dinner in the cantina?" she heard the voice of Jake, who was waiting for her with Norm at the entrance to the junction chamber. ,,Yes, I'll be right there," she called, rising from her seat before turning off her dictation machine, on which she left her impressions for her studies and walked slowly to Jake and Norm.

On the way to the kanteen, she folded up her cane and oriented herself by the sounds of the two men.

Much easier and more efficient as long as it didn't get too loud. But that changed in the Kanteene it was filled with talking, laughing and eating sounds which is why she put herself between Jake and Norm to get a little more security.

The three of them coordinated themselves into one of the last tables in the back rows and sighed when they finally arrived. ,,This reminds me of the sacrifice time in high school," she heard Norm quip, and she could hear a certain amount of pain.

,,Yeah, but we're the cool ones now, believe me," she said, giving him an encouraging smile. ,,Was high school that bad for you?" Jake asked, getting a confused look from Norms. ,,Were you the athletic guy or the class clown?" she countered, taking a bite of her food.

Jake ran his hands over his hair, slightly embarrassed. ,,Well, more like the truant and helpful justice seeker," he confessed, and the three of them smirked.

She let her gaze wander dark tones before her eyes which was due to the soldiers. ,,Are the higher-ups sitting here too?" she asked, taking the last bite before looking at them. ,,No, they wouldn't sit with us here, they probably have their own room," said Jake, who had more experience than the others in the military.

The meal continued quietly, but they talked for a long time until the three of them went to sleep. To their surprise, the science team seemed to get really small rooms.

In contrast to the normal sodalists and mercenaries who slept in raised beds in large rooms, she had a small room. From what she had met and explored she had a relatively large comfortable bed. A desk with a chair that was connected to her research and on which was her data.

A closet and a shelf. Her favorite thing about the whole thing, however, was the adjoining bathroom, which bordered her room through a sliding door. A more or less spacious shower, toilet and sink with a mirror. ,,This is quite good" she said and began to unpack her things and slowly settle in.

Or to make herself a little more comfortable for the time she was here. She didn't know exactly how much time had passed as she reached for her sleeping shirt. A few hours probably and yet she was not tired.

The feeling of success in her dreams and wishes was satisfying. Pandora...I am really on Pandora the thought went through her mind and she looked at the photo on her small nightstand next to her bed. The photo that showed her with her mother and father together.

She was about to undress when there was a knock on her door. Who is it? she asked herself and put the sleeping shirt on her bed before she went to the door and opened it. ,,Miss Wilder, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but I'm supposed to take you to your recruiters," she heard the familiar voice of Quaritch.

The colors brightened and she couldn't hide her surprise and yet this small joy that was in conflict with the reluctance. She leaned against the doorframe and said, ,,Quaritch, I didn't know you were a gofer," she joked, deciding to tease him a little. She had not forgotten his action with the chain.

,,Colonel still Miss and I'm here to make sure you don't get lost again" he did the same and the two of them looked at each other for a moment before she walked past him and the two of them started to move. ,,What is it about?" she asked after a short while due to the silence that fell between them.

,,It's about the promise to see again" he said and looked at her. ,,My eyes" she said and also looked at him slightly upwards. ,,I will see again" was just one of the many thoughts that went through her mind. ,,Do you know which model?" she asked and Quaritch shook his head before realizing that she didn't see it.

,,No, now get in here, we're here," she heard the commanding tone before he opened the door again before they stepped into a larger room. She heard the whirring and beeping of a machine.

She knew the sound from somewhere, but she couldn't remember it. ,,Wilder, glad you're here," she heard the voice of her actual recruiters. ,,Why all this fuss about eye models or a check for an operation I could have picked up myself," she said, folding her arms in front of her chest.

Despite this, her heart was beating fast with anticipation. When silence fell between the people, she gulped. ,,Is it not an operation or a model...how am I supposed to see again?" she asked, taking a step toward the two men.

,,Your father Y/n never wondered why the government or the RDA never paid you and your mother proper compensation" he started talking and she didn't like where this was going. ,,They paid for my studies, that's all, what does this have to do with my father?" she asked, looking from the recruiter to Quaritch.

,,He knew of her passion, but also of her suffering," he continued, and at the word suffering she tensed slightly. Suffering, the word kept echoing in her head, she hated it. ,,Get to the point," she demanded, looking at them both in warning of what they were not telling her.

,,Your father wanted us to give you something you always wanted instead of money or other help". ,,Now tell me," she demanded and took another step towards him. ,,Your own Avatar," he said, and it hit her almost like a blow.

In disbelief, she stepped away from him and clutched her necklace. ,,What?" she muttered, looking back and forth between Quaritch and the other, confused and upset. ,,Come," Quaritch said, putting a hand on her shoulder before taking her further into the room.

It was warm, yet his grip was heavy with a hint of command. She felt goose bumps coming on her skin. But whether it came from the colonel or the things she had just experienced, she didn't know.

The whirring and beeping grew louder until she reached out and moved her hand in front of her. It's a tank, she realized in shock as she touched the round glass and felt the slight chill behind it. ,,Why me?" she asked, still confused and upset, her grip on the chain tightening.

,,We were going to give them protheses for the protocol, but someone was convincing," she heard the soldier hiss, and she looked at Quaritch, who had been watching her the whole time. Quaritch...he stood up for me, the realization flashed through her mind.

And the colors as they looked at him seemed so incredibly close. She would have liked to thank him. ,,It would be a waste of resources, and I'm tired of leading you through this," she heard Quaritch confess before she realized that he had given her her avatar.

She felt her emotions surge through her body, her hand trembling slightly as she still grasped the chain and leaned her other hand against the glass.

Tears had gathered in her eyes as she saw bluish colors as she looked to her avatar. This small hope in her was painfully shattered by him. The thing with her father, her avatar. It seemed too much to take in.

And yet she cursed herself for her naivety in believing that she would not be a burden to the colonel. ,,Fortunately for you, I will be able to see again tomorrow," she said warningly, but the pain and fragility of her voice was clearly audible before she walked past them. ,,Thank you Colonel," she said as she stopped at the door before opening it and walking out.

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Taglist : @mooniequeen , @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

#avatar pandora #avatar the movie #avatar 2009 #avatar james cameron #na'vi avatar #colonel miles quaritch x reader #colonel miles quaritch #miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #male x female #jake sully #grace augustine #avatar grace

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locketofren · 1 year

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A’dora.

(Literally just me with a Na’vi filter on lmao)

[Clan: Omaticaya]

[Species: Na’vi]

[Gender: Female]

[Height: 8’1]

[Age: 18]

Warrior child

Light footed and nimble, A’dora te Nibwe was born in 2152. This Na’vi female has a strange habit of getting herself caught in all the wrong places.

[Known information]

Daughter of a (deceased) Na’vi female, known as Nata’li [last name unknown].

Daughter to an unknown (deceased) Na’vi male [identity unknown].

[Weaknesses]

Male attention. Gifts such as shiny objects/rocks and gems. Being a village outcast, so she does not live in the village. Too nice for her own good. Loves children.

Belongings

[Clothing]

[Cold weather attire preferred]

[Weapons]

Chapter One^

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yourlocalbigtittyedbitch · 1 year

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Who Am I Willing To Write For?

Characters

Avatar

-Tonowari

-Ronal

-Jake sully

-Tsu'tey

-Z Dog

-Miles Quaritch

-Lyle Wainfleet

-Mansk

-Walker

-Prager

-Ja

-Neytiri

-Norm Spellman (depends. But I'm willing to write about him)

Who Am I Not Willing To Write For

Any character that is under 18, or looks underage. And i am not aging characters up. That makes me uncomfortable, and if you don't like that, please block me! <3

What kind of Scenarios I am okay with doing

Comfort

Fluff

Angst

Gore

Smut

Things I'm uncomfortable with writing

Non-con

Bodily waste

(Im okay with blood)

Anything with feet

Spit

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pandoraslxna · 8 months

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I‘m just saying

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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!! send me some smutty musings lovelies !

*uses toddler gimme hands to reiterate*

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byunpum · 1 year

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Reader: please stop killing people

Quaritch: lol no

Reader: 🥺

Quaritch: fINE

#avatar 2022 #avatar the way of water #avatar x reader #avatar x y/n #avatar x you #female reader #female y/n #human reader #human y/n #neteyam #avatar loak #recom quaritch #quaritch x human reader #miles quaritch x reader #jake sully #jake sully x reader #neteyam imagine #kiri sully #avatar memes

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clockmax · 1 year

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DO YOU WANT ME ?

- AVATAR PUSSY EATING HEADCANONS

A/N: this is so shitty I’m so sorry. I have so much stuff to write and I finished this quickly ti feed you guys so! REQUESTS OPEN.

MASTERLIST | REQUEST INFORMATION

PAIRINGS: jake sully, miles quaritch, tonowari x female reader

WARNINGS: filthy smut oh my god.. Dacryphilia, overstimulation, praise, mention of punishment, mention of daddy briefly, clit sucking, tongue fucking, small mention of sensuality, I think that’s it.

- JAKE SULLY

This man is such a good pussy eater oh my god

“Open up f’r me sweetheart,” He says, while gripping your thighs so you stay open.

He’s like a starved man, he’ll be at this for hours. In between your legs, lapping up your juices, letting out the filthiest noises.

He just can’t get enough of your sweet noises, the way your moans are soft, or they way you chant his name; he just never gets enough of it.

His hands are gripping your thighs, spreading you open, his mouth sucking at your clit while tears start to firm from overstimulation.

“Jus’ like that baby, doing so good f’r daddy.”

God. He just can’t get enough of you.

- MILES QUARITCH

This man has the biggest Decryphilia kink it’s insane bro.

You disobey him? Open up those legs sweetie, you are fucked.

He’s down there till you’re saying you are sorry, chanting his name, shaking, crying.

He’s targeting inside specifically. Tongue inside your velvety walls, nose brushed up your clit.

When you say it’s too much, his response?

“Shoulda thought about y’r actions cupcake, I decide when you’ve had enough.”

He says it’s to prepare you, but in reality, he just wants to watch you crumble under his touch.

- TONOWARI

He’s a little more gentle with you, my sweetheart <3

He takes his time with you, slow and sensual, making sure you enjoy it just as much as he does.

He’ll gently grip your thighs, keeping you open, tongue moving all around your cunt. He’s just so in love with how you taste.

His hands feeling up your body, feeling your curves.

But he can be rough, when he’s stressed, he’ll go down in you. His tongue taking out his stress on you.

He’ll keep you there until he’s decided he’s done, watching you squirm around.

God. He simply just can’t get enough of you.

#jake sully #jake sully smut #avatar smut #jake sully x reader #miles quartich #miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch x reader #tonowari #tonowari smut #tonowari x reader

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sunandsstars · 5 months

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So far what has been your fave Avatar fics?👀

this is a VERY late reply and i apologise but i needed to gather myself for a bit 💀 these are some of my faves

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Ma Miles - Miles Quaritch x Na’vi!Reader by @mechformers

All the stars - Sully fam x Sully!Reader by @bartxnhood

Loyalty - Miles Quaritch x Na’vi!Reader by @vinciwolf

My chrysanthemum - Jake sully x Reader by @mystar-girl57

Flaws N All - human/avatar Jake x reader by @persefolli

Pearl - Ao’nung x Sully!Reader by @neteyamslovrr

Kxani - Tsu’tey x avatar!reader by @neteyamslovrr

I see you - Jake sully x metkayina!reader by @heirtothekingdom

Pearl - neteyam x metkayina!reader by @eclipseatsea

my dear mates - Jake x Neytiri x Tsu’tey x reader by @ronwestbreeze

To you, worlds away - Jake sully x avatar!reader by @ronwestbreeze

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milequaritchsslut · 1 year

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motherhaella · 1 year

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What A Sight

Recom! Miles Quaritch x Recom! Female reader

Summary: The scientists said that Na'vi people get 'heat cycles' when they're in mating season. Now that Y/N is an Avatar, she becomes more sensitive than before. When she was pleasuring herself, Miles heard her and decided to check up on her.

TW: grammar error, minors DNI, 18+, dom! Quaritch, swearing, smut, fingering, masturbating, thigh riding, p in v, rough s3x, daddy kink, breeding kink, choking, milking.

Disc: this is my first time writing smut, I hope you like it

Y/N's POV

I can feel the rush of adrenaline inside of me. My heart is beating so fast, I'm very tense right now and I need to get out of this room. The team and I, along with the Colonel are currently having a meeting with the general. We are discussing a plan on how to find Jake Sully and his family. But right now, all I can think of is that I need to go to my quarters so I can be done with all of this shit. I can't help but squeeze my thighs together, waiting for the meeting to be over.

Author's POV

Miles was standing behind you, leaning against the wall while listening to what the general was saying. He couldn't help but noticed your discomfort, he approached you from behind and he lowered his head down right next to your ear, "The hell is goin' on with ya ?" He whispered.

You can't help but got more aroused because of his damn raspy voice, and his hot breath hitting your cheek. "It's nothing sir, I'm fine." you replied with an annoyed tone.

He let out a "tskk," laid his hand on your lower back- a little too low, "You better stop jumpin' on your seat like an anxious, needy animal, lieutenant." his face is so close to the side of your face, if you turned your head your nose would definitely touch his.

You didn't answer him this time, and decided to sit still. He moved to take a seat beside you and he put his hand on your thigh, "Yeah there's somethin' going on with you, doll... but you're not so good at sharing things, ain't ya ?" He chuckled lightly. You swat his hand away, lightly hissed at him. His veined hand on your thigh only worsened the situation you're in. Quaritch is not always this touchy with other people. But with you, oh does he love to tease & taunt you. Sometimes he'd snake his hand around your waist or when you're trying to shoot at something he will stood very close behind you, or even press himself against your back. "Eyes on the price, cupcake." He'd whisper to your ear with his raspy voice. But it's just a friendly remark, right?

You felt the pool between your legs, your arousal getting stronger every second and now you can only hope that he can't smell you.

Oh he knows what he's doing earlier. He wouldn't admit it to himself but he got a thing for you. You're one of the best soldier, very skilled at combat. Also, the way your hips and tail swayed when you walk, you wouldn't notice this but he always stares at you. You always wear a tight tank top and shorts because it is hot here in Pandora, and he loves your curves. He knew that it was wrong to think of you as more than co-workers. But he can't help it.

"All right, that's it for today. Colonel, I hope your team will be ready for the journey." Said the General. The meeting has ended. Quaritch nodded at her, you quickly stood after the General exited the room, and you headed towards your room.

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Miles was watching from behind, He knew what was happening. you fidgeting on your seat, sweating, your skin hot when he laid his hand on your thigh. It's mating season and not just her, but he, too, is in a super sensitive state. He can smell your sweet scent just from standing behind you. Watching you squirm when he gripped your thigh turned him on, he imagined the things he wanted to do to you. He's better than you at hiding his state, of course. 'Oh, just from the smell I can tell that it tastes & feels good,' He smirked at the thought.

After everyone went back to their rooms, he stayed outside a little longer, thinking about you. Specifically at what are you doing at the moment. It's getting late and he decided to get some sleep, when he walked passed your room all of the sudden he heard a strange noise coming from inside.

Miles' POV

"nngghh~ ahh... fuck..."

I heard it. And I know what she's doing. Shit, hearing her moan like that made me hard. I can't help but imagine how she moans my name. 'It's inappropriate, she's your co-worker.' My mind said. But it didn't stopped me from pressing my ear to her door. She was a moaning mess, and I can tell that she's about to cum. I really want to go inside and help her. Fuck, she's so hot I need to be inside her so badly. When I was pressing my ear against her door, it opened a little. 'Fuck, she didn't lock it,'. And right there on her bed, I can see her. Pants off, Legs spread. She's fingering herself with two fingers, while rubbing her clit with her other hand. She bucked her hips to the air while closing her eyes. 'What a sight.' I thought. I can feel my cock getting really hard. I was about to leave then I heard her unexpectedly moans, "Oh, daddy... oh, Miles~~ fuuckk, need ya so bad..."

Author's POV

He heard you. You whining his name while you cum. That's his last straw. He can't hold it anymore, he needed to fuck you. That is the most important thing on his mind right now. He's drenched in sweats, his muscles tense. He closed the door quietly, and waited a minute to knock harshly to it. After you put a pants on you opened the door, still breathing heavily. You're shocked when you saw him standing right in front of you, scared that he might heard you from earlier.

Y/N's POV

"Colonel Quaritch. wha- can I help you ?" I said with a stern tone, hiding my grogginess, my eyes not meeting his. I'm scared, feared that he heard me earlier. And fuck, I forgot to lock my door. It will be very awkward for us both if he saw or heard all that.

He didn't say anything but kept his eyes on me. He took a few steps towards me, made me back away and he shut the door, locking it. Then, it happened in a blink of an eye. He slammed my back against the wall, his hands gripping both my wrists above my head. His sudden movement caught me off guard, what the hell is he doing?

"Fucking let go of me!" I snapped at him, but he didn't budge. "What the hell is wro-" I was trying to talk him out of whatever he wanted to do to me but he cutt me off, "Shut your fucking mouth. I heard ya alright, and next time you should make sure that the door is locked and completely shut so no one can see you, Lieutenant." He spat at me.

I cursed myself, embarrassed that he heard AND saw me. I am too weak and overwhelmed to fight him back. His grip is very strong. The room became so hot, I can feel the tension in the air. Both of us like to playfully flirt and touch with one another, but right now it felt different. His scent is strong, his eyes wild and full of hunger. I have never seen him like this before, like an animal. "I didn't know that you're so desperate for me.. so.. needy. what, you want me to touch you? hmm.." His face is only a few inches away from mine now. I whined, I can feel myself getting wet again because of him. Of his presence in front of me. I shut my legs together but he forced it open with his knee. "Oh, don't act all shy now Sweetheart... not while a moment ago you were moaning my name while you touched yourself," he said with a seductive tone, with a menacing smile on his face.

Author's POV

At this point you're sitting on his thigh, your sensitive core rubs against his thigh. He can feel how wet you are, and that made him harder than before. You can feel how he flexed his thigh beneath you. "Ride, sweetheart. I wanna see you cum just from riding my thigh." You obeyed him, You start to move your hips, grinding on his thigh, your clit brushed the fabric of his pants. You started to move faster, chasing your release. At a time like this, you don't have any self-respect for yourself.

Watching you ride his thigh made his cock twitched, His desire to fuck you is stronger than ever. He never thought that this could happen. And boy, he's very happy that he gets to do this in his new life.

He leaned his face to your ear, he darkly chuckled, "that's it.. just like that... Scream my name when you cum, baby." He then started to suck your neck, that made you moan loudly, and trails kisses down to your collarbone. He doesn't like the fact that you're still wearing your top. He ripped the top that you were wearing and tossed it to the side.

He groaned at the sight, your chest going up and down, your nipples hard. He leaned down and sucked your left nipple sloppily while one of his hand left your wrist and started to toy with your right boob, massaging it.

"So pretty.. so delicious, all just for me.." he hummed. "Nggh... I'm so close.. Oh god.." you move your hips faster, desperate to cum. You can feel the wetness trailing down your thighs. "Miles.. I- I'm gonna- oh Miles! Ahh~~" you cum undone beneath him, you feel your legs trembling and your knees weak. You moaned so loud that he had to silence you by pressing his lips to yours. The kiss was rough and sloppy, but it felt really good.

You're still overwhelmed and breath not steady, but he couldn't wait any longer. He let go of your wrist then picked you up and laid your back to the bed. He removed his top then hurriedly unbuckled his belt, taking off his pants. He's completely naked now. You can see all of his muscles flexing. You can't help but to stare at his toned abs, his v-line, his slim waist... 'how can someone have such slutty looking waist?' You thought to yourself.

And his cock. It is so big you doubt that it would fit. His dick is long and hard, you can see the pre-cum on the pink tip. He noticed that you're looking and the worried look on your face, "don't worry sweetheart.. I'm sure you can take it," He climbed to the bed and hovering on top of you, "and if you can't, you still have to."

He teased your entrance with his finger, playing with your fold, feeling the wetness that he caused. You can't help but wrapped your tail around his arm, to feel him close. He can feel how you squirmed at his touch, "Enough with the teasing, daddy please..." you whined, arching your back lightly. He likes the fact that he's the one in control, likes to see you begged for him.

He slips his two long fingers into your wet cunt, making you gasp at the feeling. "Shh.. you gotta keep it quiet, honey. We don't want anyone to be suspicious, right?" He then thrusts into you in a fast pace, stretching your pussy. Since you have to be quiet, you can only gripped his bicep tightly and shut your eyes. Then you feel it again, the tightness in your stomach. Quaritch knows just by the way your walls clenched on his fingers, he stopped fingering you when you were about to cum. You whined and opened your eyes, looking at him with pleading eyes while he only smirked.

Frustrated, you tried to touch yourself but he tugged your tail and his other hand wrapped around your neck. "Daddy didn't say that you could touch yourself, baby. You can cum when I allow you to. If you wanna cum you'll have to be a good girl for daddy, yeah?"

You pouted and nodd, looking at him with glossy eyes. His patience is wearing thin, he moved his hand from your tail to rubb your ass and slapped it. "Use. Your. Words." He said each word by landing a smack on your ass. "Yes! Nghh... pleasee~~" you whimpered, unable to contain yourself. "You should address me properly and be specific, Princess." He landed another slap on your now red ass.

"Pleasee sir.. I need you to fuck me and make me cum... I want you to cum inside me, Miles!" You sobbed, and by the expression of his face, he seemed to be satisfied. He lined his thick, throbbing cock to your pussy, slowly entering. Both of you moaned at the feeling, you felt his tail wrapping around your thigh.

He's only halfway in your thight cunt when you whined again, "I- it's so big, daddy~~" you were trying to push him away when he gripped your waist and shoved all of him into you. You moaned, feeling the pain and the pleasure at the same time.

"Shit.. you're so tight, baby girl" he closed his eyes, feeling you in. He didn't let you adjust, he started fucking you in a fast pace, his hand still choking you and the other holding your leg to the side of his waist. It's mating season and his heat overcame his patience, he just wants to fuck you without mercy and breed you.

His breathing becomes heavy, ears going down and eyes rolling because of the pleasure, "Ohh fuuckk... you're mine now, baby. Shit- I'm lying to myself if I said that I haven't thought about fucking you, nghh~~ gonna breed ya good, babygirl.." he fucks you harder, his hand leaving your neck and pulled your waist to him so he can go deeper. The pleasure is too much for you, he's too deep inside of you, you're overwhelmed and you can feel your cunt clenched around him, about to cum.

He pounded into you mercilessly, hovering on top of you while your hands roamed on his back leaving scratches. "That's it, baby... good girl... takin' me so well..." he mumbled praises to your ear, you can only answer with loud moans and whines, the pleasure is too much. His hand found your throbbing clit, circling it in a slow pace. Your moans become louder than ever, he kissed you to suppress your moans while still drilling into your tight cunt. He then started to give little bites on your neck and whisper dirty things to your ear.

"Daddy please," you pleaded, you can't hold it much longer, not when he fucks you roughly like this. "Aww, you wanna cum, baby? You wanna milk me?" He mocked you, his thrusts getting faster and rougher. "F-ffuckk, Miles... ahh~~ I.. wanna.. yeah~" you stumbled with your words. His finger rubs your clit and he breathed, "Do it, baby.. I want you to scream my name while you cum on my cock," he said.

"M-miles~~ ahh fuck.. you fuck me soo good.." You let out a high pitched moan while you cum beneath him. He didn't slow his pace and this overstimulated you. "Fuck, baby... almost there.. fuck, I can't get enough of ya," he let out a few grunts and moaned when he cum his load inside you, filling your pussy with his seed.

Now that you can think much clearer, you realised that just had sex with the Colonel, your leader. You couldn't meet his eyes, you looked anywhere but him. "Hey, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He asked, concern written all over his face. You finally looked at Miles, "No, of course not. It's just... I wonder if- if this is just a one time thing" You softly said to him. He laughed at this, moving to the side and pulled you to his chest, holding you in. "What, you think I'm gonna let ya go ? Y/N, I missed my opportunity in my past life to be with you, I ain't missing it this time." You smiled and gave him a passionate kiss, that night both of you fell asleep in each other's arms.

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