#avatar ☆★

[anm3mi]

CLINGY ─ NETEYAM ⊹ ִֶָ

contents. fem!reader, established relationship, intoxication, fluff, a bit of humor

notes. i am obsessed with avatar fics where they get drunk, it's so funny👹👹

"bro!" at the sudden call, followed by rushing footsteps towards the entrance of his family tent, neteyam looked up with confused, yet worried eyes. "bro-" once again, lo'ak called out, this time almost out of breath, as he hunched over with the palms of his hands resting on his knees. "what's wrong?" quickly making his way towards his brother, neteyam quiried. "it's y/n." lo'ak explained, finally managing to catch his breath. neteyam's heart dropped - stomach swirling with anxiety.

usually this time of the day, in the late afternoon the two of you'd be together - both of your duties done, as you'd bask in the comforting presence of each other. but it seemed today prepared different plans for you and neteyam. his parents were away for the afternoon - busy with their own responsibilities, meaning the sully siblings were left alone. for a while, they all managed to stay together and safe inside their tent, but it didn't last long. lo'ak and kiri soon sneaked away, while neteyam stayed watching over his youngest sister, before trouble seemed to come.

"y/n? is she okay?" placing both of his hands on lo'ak's shoulders and slightly shaking him, neteyam hurriedly questioned. "she is okay, but also no?" lo'ak attempted to explain, tilting his head to the side with furrowed brows. neteyam suppressed a groan, as he took tuk by her hand, quickly explaining they'll go and give you a visit, before speed-walking towards your tent.

tuk almost tripped, due to neteyam practically dragging her. glancing over his shoulder, neteyam worried expression softened, as he apologized to his younger sister. it didn't take long, before all three of them were standing in front of your tent. neteyam let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, as he entered and was met with a confusing sight - you sitting on the floor, pressing the side of your face into kiri's shoulder, as she kneeled next to you. every once in a while, she'd hum in response upon your muttering.

"finally." kiri let out a groan, slightly pushing your head off her shoulder, which caused you to open your heavy eyes. "look who's here." kiri announced, as your eyes widened. "neteyam!" you called out excitedly, throwing your hands in the air. even a blind person could notice something was off about you - there was a loopy grin plastered across your face and your movements were sloppy, yet eager.

"what... happened?" tilting his head to the side, neteyam once again asked, as he made his way closer to you. kiri and lo'ak exchanged a unreadable look, before glancing at the empty bottle next to you. "we wanted to ask y/n to join us to go in the forest, but when we found her..." lo'ak begun to explain, nervously scratching the back of his neck. "she drank an entire bottle of one of her parents' drinks." kiri finished her brother's sentence, causing neteyam to shut his eyes close.

your parents were known for their famous liquor made from fruits growing inside the pandora's forest. adults would drink it on occasions such as celebrations and all the children were curious about it, yet never dared to try it. the liquor - consumed in a certain portion could cause one to tumble, when they attempted to walk, often slur their speech and sometimes make them cheery without a reason.

earlier in the morning, your parents have left, leaving you all alone inside your tent with numerous bottles of the said liquor. your parents were in such a hurry, they forgot to hide the bottles away as they'd usually do due to your curiosity and often careless behaviour. bored and curious, you took a sip of the drink. it was sweet, yet it managed to leave an almost burning sensation in the back of your throat. and before you knew it - you drank the entire bottle, as the effects slowly begun.

your head felt dizzy, the room around you seeming to float around, causing you to laugh at the newfound strange feeling. you didn't like the drink itself, even if it was rather sweet, but the way it left you feeling? you silently wished you could stay that way for the rest of your life.

kneeling in front of you, neteyam inspected your face, as you could only grin in response. "where are you guys going?" you cried out with a sad pout, followed by a disappointment groan, when you noticed lo'ak, kiri and tuk slowly sneaking away. neteyam threw pleading eyes at his siblings. "she's your girlfriend." hands in surrender, lo'ak swiftly shook his head from side to side. "good luck, you'll need it." kiri added, grabbing tuk's hand, before they disappeared out of your sight.

neteyam let out a sigh in response, before turning his attention back to you. with your eyes closed, you let your forehead fall against neteyam's chest, before mumbling a few words. "what was that?" caressing your back with his hand, neteyam raised a brow at you. once more, you muttered the same words, but the boy still didn't manage to make them out. he held back another sigh, before slightly leaning back and raising your head to meet his eyes with a gentle hold on your chin.

"i said- i feel funny." eyes still closed, you let out a giggle. "y/n." neteyam scolded you with a disagreeing shake of his head. "what were you thinking?" pushing a loose braid away from your face, he asked, as you carelessly let out another small laugh. "i was bored." you drag the last word out, before letting your head fall onto neteyam's frame once more. sneaking your arms around his waist, you pushed your face even further into his skin, before letting out a long breath.

"are you in any pain?" neteyam asked another question, sneaking a glance at the top of your head, as you mumbled in response. "i'm doing-" you sharply inhaled. "amazing." another chuckle. carefully, neteyam steadied you, before standing up and searching the room for anything that could help him in such situation. relief washed over him, once his eyes fell on a bowl filled with water, as he begun to make his way towards it. yet before he could reach it and hand it to you, the sudden noise coming from behind him startled him.

"y/n!" eyes wide, neteyam rushed over you, as you attempted to reach for another full bottle of the liquid. usually, prying something from your hands would be a harder task, but due to your intoxicated state, neteyam barely had to use his strength. "hey! i wanted that..." you cried out, before dramatically flopping onto the floor, as you let out a huff. "i think you've had enough. now come on- sit." quickly, he went to grab the bowl and with one hand holding it, neteyam used his other one to help you sit up. you furrowed your brows, eyes glancing between the water and neteyam's face.

"you're lucky i like you." you grumbled, before snatching the water out of his hand - almost spilling it in the process. cautiously, neteyam held his hand underneath your mouth and the bowl you were drinking from, in case you managed to spill some more. "i like you too." neteyam added with a small smile. "you do?" you raised an eyebrow at him, as in testing his loyalty to you. but instead of replying, neteyam only chuckled at your dramatic face - which you didn't seem to like. playfully, you pushed his shoulder. "i do, don't worry." he reassured you, causing your expression to soften.

"how about we lay down? huh?" neteyam simply offered, head nodding towards your sleeping mat. "i'm not tired." you admitted in confusion. "we don't have to sleep, we can just lay together. does that sound better?" at his question, you eagerly nodded before you begun making your way towards your bed. instead of standing up, you crawled towards it, as neteyam let out a small breath at the sight.

once you laid down, you sprawled your arms and legs around, breathing in and out heavily. "the room's spinning..." you muttered, staring at the ceiling of your tent. without a word, neteyam laid down next to you and you wasted no time, before throwing yourself at his side - your movements sloppy. head resting against his chest, you tangled your legs together, as you let out a dry chuckle. "now you can't escape." you raised your head up to meet neteyam's eyes, grin plastered across your face. at the sight, neteyam's lips twitched into a grin aswell. "i wasn't planning on it." gently, he caressed the back of your head.

letting out a long sigh, you closed your eyes - desperately attempting to ignore the pounding inside your head. "can you..." you begun, taking a few seconds to try and think about the right words to choose. "...talk about something?" you asked. "i don't like the silence." simply, you added, as you begun tracing the dark marks along neteyam's skin. "what would you like me to talk about?" neteyam offered, placing one of his arms under his head for support, as he glanced towards the ceiling. "anything." your voice was barely above a whisper, yet loud enough for neteyam to catch. "do you remember, when..."

your heart swelled with pure joy, once neteyam begun recalling your shared memories, while gently caressing your hair. eyelids feeling heavy, you couldn't bother to try and keep them open. it didn't take too long, before your heartbeat slowed down, as low breaths escaped your parted lips. neteyam stopped in the middle of a sentence, as he took in your sleeping frame. with a soft smile, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on the top of your head.

it wasn't a suprise you woke up with a pounding headache the next morning, but neteyam's warm touch and assuring words he'd whisper in your ear eased the pain - his presence simply bringing you comfort, as it always did and always will.

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[gardnhee]

faint memories - zuko

୨୧- tw/content. angst with a pinch of fluff, intentional lowercase, not proofread, little cursing here and there.

୨୧- zuko x afab!reader

୨୧- note. this applies to both animated and live action zuko!! requested by my baby @lovlyrickyyy 🤍

୨୧- dividers by @plutism !

୨୧- wc. 1.2k

“stop…moving!” you grit, holding zuko’s face as he glares at you, small wince erupting from his throat.

“how do you expect me-“ he hisses, hands instinctively flying up to get a hold of your wrists. “to not move when there’s this huge fucking burn on my face!” zuko retorts, grip tightening on you. you sigh, heart dropping as you no longer see that glint in his eyes. the glint that is now replaced with sadness, pain, suffering.

zuko’s chambers grew dead silent, no more arguing, no more disagreeing from you or him. just silence.

a small smile spread on his face as he now caressed your wrist with his thumb, pressing a small kiss to it, “i’m sorry for grabbing so hard.” this made your head perk up, blush spreading across your cheeks. you shake your head, “i understand.” the room goes silent again.

only thing that could be heard were the faint yells of the firebenders training outside and the mouse like footsteps of whoever passed by the unnecessarily and stupidly huge doors.

you kept applying the ointment onto zuko’s wound, sitting back with a small huff to examine him. to you, even with that huge scar on his face, he’s still as handsome as ever. you noticed how he tried to hide it from you, looking down at his trembling hands as the events from earlier are still fresh in his mind.

he slumped back on the bed, eliciting a whine of disapproval - you weren’t done tending to him. zuko ignores this as he just lays there, gazing up at his tall ceiling with a blank stare.

you knew him all too well, which means you also knew he was hiding something. refraining himself from talking. you hated it.

“zuko-?” you started as his body jerked up from the wine red sheets.

“i’m getting exiled.” he didn’t let you speak, words crawling up his throat as he was unable to hold them back.

you felt as if all air had been knocked out of your lungs, like a punch to the gut. your chest heaved, eyes squinting and eyebrows knitting together.

“w-what?” it’s not that you didn’t hear, in fact zuko’s words unfortunately fell on very perceptive ears.

“i’m-“

“you’re joking, right?” you chuckled awkwardly, fading into nothing as his eyes saddened. “i’m sorry.” was all he could muster. you frantically shook your head, disgusted that he felt forced to apologize for something he had no control over.

“how long?”

zuko hummed, eyes spaced out somewhere, looking everywhere but at you. you bit your lip, kneeling towards him, cold and shaky hands cupping his cheeks.

“stop avoiding and answer me, zuko. how long?”

zuko’s eyes peeled away from wherever he was previously glancing at, “however long it takes.” he mumbles and you frown, “what do you even mean by that.” you sigh, sitting back in defeat as you run your fingers through your hair.

“until i catch the avatar.”

you scoffed, “that’s fucking ridiculous.” zuko agreed silently, but that wasn’t enough for you. nowhere near, actually.

“i’m going to speak to your father.” you stand, making him stand with you, eyes wide and pupils blown.

“you can’t, yn.” he reaches for you in vain as you yank your hand back. “don’t try to stop me, zuko.” you were beyond pissed, tone dripping venom as zuko stood in front of you, obstructing your way to the door.

“move, goddamnit!” you hit his chest repeatedly, each strike more desperate than the last. “how are you just…okay with this?” you sobbed, forehead propped against his chest, his arms falling beside him, stiff as a statue.

“what more can i do?”

he made a good point, so good that it shushed you with a slap to the face.

“i’m leaving.”

“yn please wait-“

“im. leaving.” your lip quivered, voice shaky, eyes watery. zuko nodded, moving back to his bed, sitting on the edge.

you made your way to the bed as well, grabbing the ointment and placing it back on the metal tray.

“i hope to see you again, yn.” he murmured, back facing you as you stayed quiet, not wanting to entertain the idea of him leaving. sadly, it doesn’t matter if you entertain said idea or not, it’s happening anyway.

the moment you stepped out the door, that was it, even the hope of ever seeing him again started to dissipate.

by this point you were halfway down the dim hallway, ready to turn the corner back to the servant’s quarters. you looked back, guards standing proud and tall outside the prince’s room. you bit your lip, gazing down at the cold tray in your hands, caressing it with your index finger.

after taking a deep breath and preparing yourself for a life without your first love, you walk off, never to hear from zuko again.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

“fucking hell!” zuko groaned as the memory made an unwanted visit for the nth time this week, standing from his cot like bed. he looked outside the small ship window, eyes landing on an endless ocean, stretching far and wide, separating him from you.

it’s been 3 years since zuko had the pleasure of laying eyes upon you. your pouty lips - which he longed to kiss - sparkling eyes, and beaming smile, he missed it all; every single second of it.

he made it his mission to capture the avatar, whatever it took, zuko will bring him before his father and finally get to feel your embrace again.

the fact that he didn’t seize the opportunity to confess, to tell you just how much he loves you - vocalize the burning desire to make you his partner - was eating at him from the inside out.

zuko paces around the room, breathing heavily as he grows anxious. his patience is running thin and he doesn’t know how much longer he can stay civil.

with three curt knocks zuko turns, uttering a ‘come in’ as his mind was somewhere else. a soldier walks in, with a small bow of his head, he exclaims, “we’ve found the avatar, sir!” this made zuko’s face brighten, nails no longer trapped between teeth.

“where?” the prince breathed, unspoken urgency in his voice. “here in the south pole, sir.” he raised a brow, “how far?” “close by, approximately 2 nautical miles.” despite his shocked expression, zuko was elated.

“good job.” was all zuko said before strolling out his suffocating room. his palms grew sweaty, his heart hammered against his chest. he simply couldn’t contain himself.

he will see you again.

oh, he’s just imagining it; walking up behind you and surprising you, indulging in your warm laugh, welcoming eyes, and safe presence.

this is something he simply won’t - can’t - pass. zuko has the target within reach and he’s going to hold on tight, so tight the avatar will have no choice but to turn himself in.

a way one ticket, an opportunity peeking its face through the blur that is his life.

no matter the circumstance, he will not miss or give up - no, he’s coming home to you, forever this time.

© GARDNHEE 2024, do not copy, modify, or upload on other platforms

୨୧ - hope you liked it!! this is kinda rushed so im sorry if there’s any spelling errors :( please like, comment, and reblog. would be highly appreciated 🫶.

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[pandoraslxna]

📝 neteyam + breeding kink + best friends to lovers!

Neteyam x female omatikaya reader, minors dni 🔞

You’ve never really discussed this, not really, but none of you mind that it happens. Not the sex, no that was clearly discussed beforehand. Strange as it is, it relaxes both of you, takes the edge off exhaustion and brings you into a state of pleasant calm. So it’s not that.

It’s this.

"Gonna fill you with my cum, paskalin [honey],” Neteyam growls, "Gonna breed you."

It’s the excitement of doing something so reckless as letting your best friend come inside you, over and over again, never knowing when or if it actually takes. Being so lost in pleasure that neither of you find it in yourselves to care for the consequences of this.

You exhale, Neteyams fingers carding through your hair, lightly scratching at your scalp, pulling back until your back arches enough so he can place a sloppy kiss to your lips. It feels good. You lean in and whine, sucking on each others tongues.

"Such a good fuckin‘ girl," he moans, shuddering at the sound of your cunt swallowing his deep thrusts. "You’re so wet, syulang [flower], fuck."

You feel a wave of pleasure go down your spine, always loving it when Neteyam was pleased with you. Biting your lower lip, you swallow down all high pitched moans as another orgasm comes crashes over you like a wave.

“I want to hear you,” he reminds you, voice rough. You know Neteyam always loved it when the people he fucked were being loud; it made him feel good to know they were enjoying themselves. It makes him feel good to know that you were enjoying yourself.

"Want to fill you up so bad," he muttered then, pulling nearly all the way out before plunging forward, grinning at the sweet sweet moans falling so freely from your lips now.

"D- Do it", you mewl, voice hoarse. "Fuck, do it, Neteyam." You were already so full of his cum that each long thrust was making an audible squelching sound, but he wanted more. He always wanted more.

The idea of Neteyam leaving a part of himself so deep inside of you pushed him over the edge then, and he came hard. Your whole body tensed and clenched down, pussy spasming almost painfully around his large cock, as he spilled inside you with a growl.

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[revivalrequiem]

# koi fish themed ✮

koi fish set. free to use, credit if reposting and using for edits requests.

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[luvv4j4ybe11]

A girlie is ovulating rn and ik yall know ab ovulation horniness so i was js thinkin..🤭

Smut under the cut‼️ MDNI‼️

Neteyam and Lo’ak being able to smell how horny you get when you ovulate, so every time they come to the lab and they notice you’re not out in the main area like you always are, they alr know you’re in your room “handling yourself”. Which was one of the things you said while explaining why you smell so different to them.

Both of their large footsteps make it to your door, but you’re too lost in the pleasure your vibrator was giving you to notice them. “Mama, you in here?” Lo’ak asks politely, but neteyam was already opening the door because of how strong your scent was even through the door. You slam your legs shut once you lock eyes with them, immediately feeling embarrassed. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Ignoring you they both storm over to you, tearing off the small amount of clothes you had on. Neteyam made quick work of getting behind you and holding you in place while lo’ak dove into your pussy like he hasn’t eaten in days. “Tawtute, why didn’t you come to us? You know we’d love to help you out with your little human problem” neteyam says in between his kisses and bites on your shoulder, making lo’ak let out a muffled giggle at his comment as he continues to draw circles on your clit.

“I-i didn’t wanna bother you-mhm~ you guys..” you say in an almost silent tone, not trusting your voice with how loak was demolishing your pussy. “Awh mama how cute, you know we don’t mind when you ask us for little favors” Lo’ak says before leaving a few kitten licks to your clit and inserting his middle and ring finger into you and rubbing your clit in tight circles with his thumb instead of his tongue,setting a pace that was driving you to the edge.“Mhm! Lo’ak!” You say while throwing your head against neteyams chest,giving him more of an area to mark. Effortlessly they both find your sweet spots, making you scream out both of their names and let out almost pornographic moans. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum! I’m- please don’t stop!” Making both of the brothers continue their attacks to your sensitive body, causing you to squrit all over lo’aks finigers. Coming down with soft whimpers and moans, you lean back into neteyams chest. “Awh tawtute, don’t get sleepy on us now. We aren’t finished with you yet.”

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DID NOT MEAN TO MAKE THIS A WHOLE FIC LMFAOO IT WAS JS A HORNY THOUGHT😅

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[toeph]

Korra Headcannons

Part one // Fluff // Korra x Reader

❥ Not in a relationship

She def tries to show off whenever she can if she sees you

Cocky but lowkey shy at the same time

Tries to act nonchalant when you compliment her (secretly loves it)

She tries to mimic how you act - thinking you'll like her more

Tells everyone about her crush on you, somehow hoping you wouldn't find out

Has a weird way confessing - she'll get her words mixed up and it'll sound more like a joke instead of an actual confession

If you are a bender - she'll try to train you (sometimes she ends up getting frustrated though)

If you aren't a bender, she'll use her bending to annoy you (as a way of flirting)

When you first become friends, Korra will be really outgoing

But as she grows feelings for you, she quiets down a bit because she's scared she might be too much for you (she isn't of course)

❥ In a relationship

Physical affection is a yes for her. Anything like cuddles and kisses she will absolutely agree to

Since she is the avatar, a lot of her time will be taken up, but as a way of apologising, she takes you out on dates (or makes homecooked meals)

She isn't the best cook, but she tries her best to make your favourite dishes

She'll talk about you with any chance she gets - "My partner is this and that"

Loves pulling little pranks on you - Jelly-legging, 'accidentally' tripping you

Not a fan of secrets, she'll poke at the situation until it eventually gets out of you

She'll date for the occasion - sometimes - but when she meets the one (you), she takes it seriously and will do anything to keep you. She want to (and will) marry the one she truly loves

Gets jealous easily, I think this is self explanatory

If you are tired of walking, she'll take it upon herself to carry you all the way back home

Gets icky about couples calling each other pet names, but does it herself

❥ Cuddling

Even though she loves acting like the 'lead' in the relationship, when cuddling, she is 100% the little spoon (unless you ask)

When you aren't looking, she'll hug you from the back and bury her head in your neck

If you live together, she most likely won't be there at night. In the morning, you'll find her loosely embracing you

While you two are hugging, she likes giving kisses in between, no matter where you two are (she doesn't give a damn about what people think about pda)

You can often feel her smile when she's hugging you - it's a sign she feels safe

When she's the big spoon, she'll occasionally kiss the top of your head until you fall asleep

Just a little something to feed you all while im writing 'Only with You' chapter one..

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[diwatopia]

★ cruel ; neteyam

synopsis. as of recently, neteyam's been slipping away. attempting to get to the bottom of his negligence towards you, he spews harsh words that begin to form cracks within your relationship. will neteyam be able to fix this despite being the cause of your pain?

info. angst / no comfort, gn!na'vi!reader, 1135 words

warnings. arguing, yelling, outta pocket teyam (boo 🍅), one use of y/n, crying, grammatical errors, based off "queen elizabeth" fight scene :P

neteyam has been distant.

physically, he's there, but mentally — he's lightyears away from you.

it hasn't always been like this though. during the beginning of your courtship, neteyam was nothing short of attentive and caring. he was everything you wanted in a lover but as of recently, he slowly began drifting away from you. at this point, he's been more of an acquaintance than a mate.

and if you were being honest, you couldn't help but find the situation slightly comical. your mind fills itself to the brim with memories of falling so deeply in love with one another, but now — now, he's just gone.

"you never have to hide from me," he told you.

his words were doused in honey, every single insecurity that plague your mind began melting away. he wanted to know the real you. not the village's tskarem, not the "golden child" title that the elders bestowed upon you.

he wanted to know you.

he wanted to drown himself in your scent, burn the feeling of your body next to his, he wanted to know the ins and outs of your soul.

"i am just neteyam when we are together. not the clan's future olo'ekytan, not the successor of my father. i am simple and plain neteyam."

the memory brings the smallest of smiles to your lips, yet it does nothing to ease the surge of loneliness that consumes you, your heart. it keeps you up at night, eyes wide open as you replay everything that had let up to this point of your relationship. you were beyond tired having to play this game with him, so you decided to bite the bullet and ask him.

"neteyam are you here — oh, kiri!" you speak out, sending her a sweet smile her way. she returns the gesture, "hi, y/n! he's near the shooting range." she states simply, going back to her weaving.

you thank her before scurrying away. luckily, he wasn't too far and you were able to catch up with him. your hands nervously tremble, wringing themselves out in hopes to stop the shakiness. your strides are slow, but with a few encouraging words, you will yourself to walk up to him.

as if on cue, he turns around and catches you staring. his eyes catch you off guard, sunflower-hued orbs swirling with something you can't seem to put your finger on.

"hey..." you say, tone unsure. the sunlight sparkles, flashing through tiny openings of leaves as they sway in the wind. the mossy floor quiets your footsteps as you get closer, standing next to him wordlessly.

he parrots your greeting before going back to his previous task. he draws his bow, eyeing the target that stares back at him. "have you been well?" you ask hopefully. he shrugs, muttering something about being busy and that he's fine. your lips purse at the lack of communication on his end.

"okay, stop. what is wrong with you?" you ask sternly. your eyebrows scrunch in displeasure, subtly creating space between you and him by taking a step sideways. he looks back at you, surprised at the sudden fierceness to your voice.

he sends you a quizzical look as if he genuinely had no clue what you were hinting at, "i do not know what you are talking about." he states it as if it were a fact.

you roll your eyes at his deflection, crossing your arms irritably. "do not play this game with me," you scoff, sounding like a parent scolding their child. neteyam's eyes downcast shamefully towards the bow in his hands, the seriousness of the situation beginning to crash down on him.

"look, i know you have been having a hard time with your duties, but 'teyam, i'm here for you. there is no need to run away from me, from us —"

"there is no 'us'," he cuts you off, not sparing you a single glance. "there is nothing here. you have absolutely no knowledge of what it takes, what is thrust upon me as the next olo'ekytan. i am forced to love you, a simple clans person who does not contribute a single thing to this village," he grunts out, nostrils flaring in irritation.

"yes, i have my duties but i will not be forced to go through yet another day where you think we are true lovers. so back off." his voice grows angrier with each word. his words resemble a whip, every word that tumbles past his lips begins to hit you again, and again, and again. his breath gets caught in his throat as his face flushes a darker plum color.

your jaw drops slightly, an instant gasp leaving your lips. the tiny noise knocks neteyam out of his defensive state and with every passing second, regret begins to consume him whole.

both of you stay silent for second, just staring at each other in search of how to respond, to no avail. he watches your face morph into one that is more closed off, walls building themselves high as you straighten out your posture before responding.

"my mistake," you swallow thickly, voice almost mocking him in a sense. "i apologize for thinking there was an us. i thought i was speaking to just neteyam, not the chief's son. forgive me for thinking otherwise." your tone is monotonous, gaze meeting his in an intense staring match.

his brows drop, eyes widening as his frown begins to grow deeper. "y/n..." he tries to take a step closer to you, in return you take a step back. you cut off his advances before they can even start. "i am truly sorry for the fact that our entire relationship was a mere inconvenience for you."

neteyam hisses as if you had slapped him across his face, and after everything he had just spilt, he wouldn't be surprised if you actually did so. but there you stand, the sparkle in your eyes dimming. his mouth open and closes, trying to muster up enough words to form a proper sentence. and to rub salt into his freshly cut wound, "was there anything else the chief's son needed to say to me or am i free to leave?" you ask calmly, eyes never leaving his.

his hands twitch nervously, biting the inside of his cheek as he contemplates his next move. "there's nothing else to say on this matter," he mutters.

you nod affirmatively before turning your back towards him. as you begin walking away, neteyam's hands instinctively reach for you, calling your name desperately as the space between you and him grows bigger.

he knew he had messed up, big time.

"that's enough, neteyam." your voice stern, pointing an accusatory finger his way. he continues to watch your retreating form, heart willing him to run after you, yet his brain forces his body to remain deathly still.

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★ diwa's notes. i always write fluff n shit so i decided to change that LOL there might b a pt 2, not sure tho :P

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──;; 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎, 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓... ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: got the idea from a friend, i think it's so cute <33

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☆ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: neteyam, lo'ak, kiri, spider, tsireya, ao'nung, rotxo

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: fluff, gn!reader

❛  NETEYAM !   ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about the way he would protect you with his life.

Don't think about the way he would pick you up from the ground and swing you around when he sees you.

Don't think about how he would introduce you to his parents and their happy faces, when they see you with their son.

❛  LO'AK !   ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about how he would give you everything you've ever wanted.

Don't think about the way he would hold you at night, caressing your head so you would fall asleep in peace.

Don't think about the way he would defend you from anyone and beat them up when they're mean to you.

❛  KIRI !   ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about how she would try to cheer you up when you're sad or in a bad mood.

Don't think about the way she would grab your hand and pull you with her, while telling you about the things she saw today.

Don't think about how she would tease you at every chance she gets, smiling while doing so.

❛  SPIDER !   ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about how he would show you every flower that reminds him of you.

Don't think about how he shares his secrets with you, fully trusting you.

Don't think about how jealous he gets when someone, who he doesn't like, flirts with you.

❛  TSIREYA !   ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about the way she looks at you, with adortion and love in her diamond like eyes.

Don't think about the way she kisses your face, little pecks that tell you, that she loves you to infinite.

Don't think about the way she touches your face, loving every little thing about you.

❛  AO'NUNG !   ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about how he would save you whenever you're in danger, not listening to his parents when they try to stop him.

Don't think about how he would give his life for you, because he loves you to death.

Don't think about how he laughs at every joke you make, no matter how bad they are, and his smile reaching his eyes when he just thinks of you.

❛  ROTXO !   ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about the way he would make you a necklace, giving so much time and energy in it.

Don't think about the way he would take you on cute dates, planning them for weeks so it would be perfect.

Don't think about the way he would smile at you softly, whenever you're not lookin.

© 2022, vante1920pm

#── ›★ zekes avatar imagines #avatar #avatar imagines #avatar way of water #avatar 2022 #avatar the way of water #neteyam #lo'ak #kiri #tsireya #ao'nung #rotxo #neteyam x reader #lo'ak x reader #kiri x reader #tsireya x reader #ao'nung x reader #rotxo x reader

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can I request a James x reader where he comforts a reader who struggles to connect with people and make friends? Thank you!

gosh this ask is so me. I find it so so so hard to connect and make friends I’m really glad I’m not the only one. it’s tough out there fr!!! love u anon

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You get home from work and the only person you want to see is James. Your eyes sting when you realise he’s not home yet. You should’ve realised earlier, but you were too focused on getting home without bursting into tears on the way here. He’s working late today, meaning you’re alone. For another whole hour.

You manage to get out of your shoes, put your bag down, and get half undressed before you start crying. You’re halfway through pulling your blouse over your head when the first tear dribbles down your cheek. There’s no stopping it from then.

The tears come and they don’t stop. You slump down on the bed in nothing but your underwear and cry until your chest aches and then some. It’s hard being a quiet girl, even harder being a quiet girl at your work. Everyone’s friends with each other, everyone’s fun and cool and no one ever has to think twice about what they want to say. You try and try to make friends but nothing ever comes of it. You’re too much, or maybe not enough, you can’t quite decide. Whatever it is, it hurts. And if you keep doing this any longer you think you’ll be drained of all your energy.

You’re crying so much you don’t even hear the door open. It’s only when James calls down the hallway that you realise he’s home.

“Y/N? Where are you, honey?”

You’ve no time to make yourself look presentable. All you can do is wipe the hot tears from your wet cheeks and then James is stepping into the bedroom. He looks lovely as always but his face falls horribly when he gets a good look at you.

“Sweetheart,” he says, panicked. He throws his bag down and crosses the room quickly until he’s right in front of you. He puts his big warm hands on your shoulders. “Honey. Are you— what’s the matter? You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?”

You’re too busy trying to get your breathing back to normal to answer. James checks you over for any signs of injury and when he finds none he somehow manages to look even more worried. It’s not something he can fix with a band-aid and a kiss, he must realise. Though you would quite like a kiss right now.

“I th-thought you were working late,” you blubber uselessly, your voice all clogged with upset.

James frowns at you. “I wanted to see you, shortcake. Boss let me off early.”

More tears come before you can stop them. He’s so nice and you’re so upset and he’s come home early to see you and he’s met with this. You cry that awful sort of crying. The sort where you can’t really seem to stop no matter how much you want to. The sort that starts small and gets bigger and bigger until your throat burns like fire.

“Aw, sweetheart,” James coos quietly. He pushes he hands around to your back and pulls you into his chest, arms locked around your shoulders. His big hand finds your hair and he strokes from the top of your head to the bottom over and over again. “Shh. It’s okay, lovely girl. I’ve got you.”

You appreciate that he doesn’t tell you to stop crying. You don’t think you could if he did. And besides, this breakdown has been a long time coming. You’ve held it in for days now and you know you’ll probably feel better afterwards. James stands and holds you for as long as you need, as long as it takes for your tears to slow.

When they finally do come to a stop, you suddenly remember you’re wearing next to nothing. James is still rubbing your back, his big hands smoothing lines into your skin, and suddenly you’re hot and prickly all over. You go to pull away.

“James,” you say thickly, speaking right into his chest.

James hums and you can feel it vibrate through his chest. He lets you pull away but only slightly, moving back about an inch so he can see your face.

“Yeah?” He asks softly. He’s got this look on his face that makes you want to cry all over again. Fond. Pitying but in a nice way. “You ready to talk about it?”

“I should put on a shirt,” you say instead of answering.

“What?” James looks at you like you being in such a state of undress is the last thing on his mind. Like he hadn’t even noticed, too caught up in helping you to feel better. His eyes flick from your face to your chest and back again. “Oh. No, honey, you’re okay. Unless you’re uncomfortable.”

Your heart does this funny backflip that makes you feel better, or maybe worse, you can’t tell. He’s so lovely. You might cry again. “I— no. M’not uncomfortable. I just thought it was weird. For you to be hugging me like this.”

James huffs. A sweet but quiet smile pulls at his lips. “S’not weird,” he says softly. “It’s fine, baby.”

He pulls away but only for a moment, only so he can sit down next to you on the bed, the mattress sinking beneath his weight. He gets an arm around you shoulder and one on your knee and then drags you into his lap with ease. Normally you’d squeal at being manhandled like this. Now you just melt into him.

James keeps one hand on your lower back and the other finds one of yours, weaving your fingers together in your lap. “You wanna tell me what’s got you so upset?”

You’d rather just hug him forever, if you’re being honest. While he’d like that too, you know you should probably tell him.

“Um,” you say, and then stop as soon as you start because your voice is all thick and thinking about it makes you want to start crying again.

James rubs your back. “Take your time, sweetness. M’here all night.”

You wheedle your arms around his waist and bury your face in his shoulder. It’s easier like this. Where you can’t see his face, where he can’t see yours. You talk into his shirt.

“It’s just. I— I try so hard to be friendly and I feel like it all goes to waste.” It feels both embarrassing and relieving to say aloud. You push your face further into James’ shirt. “Nobody likes me at work, James. I’m awful at making friends. I can’t— can’t keep a conversation or say more than two sentences without getting … awkward.” You say the word like it’s a curse. It sure feels like a curse. “I don’t know. It’s just hard.”

James doesn’t say anything for a moment, though his hands don’t stop where they’re smoothing over your skin. After a beat of silence he manages to encourage you from his chest. He pulls his hand from around your back to take your damp face in both hands. He’s looking at you all melty and soft. Looking a bit like he might cry himself.

“Sweetheart,” he says, and he says it like it’s your name. “You’re not awful at making friends.”

“Yeah, I am.”

“No, you’re not. You’re the loveliest girl I’ve ever met, you know that?”

You frown. Partly because you don’t believe him. Mostly because he’s calling you lovely and it makes your chest ache.

“That doesn’t mean I’m good at making friends, Jamie. It’s— they’re so hard to talk to. I can’t make myself do it.”

James sighs. His thumbs drag under your eyes carefully and come away wet. “You’re being too hard on yourself, angel. You’re doing your best and that’s all that matters.”

You almost believe him. Almost.

“I feel invisible, James,” you admit quietly. “Like I don’t even exist.”

He sighs again and drops his hand to your hip, squeezes and then grabs your thigh so he can pull it over his lap so you’re straddling him. It makes you equal parts melty and shy. You’re barely clothed and he’s making you straddle him. You think he’s doing it on purpose, because he knows you’ll listen to him like this. It’s practically impossible not to.

“Darling,” he says. His hands finds your waist and push around to your lower back. Warm and firm. Grounding. “If they can’t see how amazing you are, then that’s their fault. But I see you. I see how amazing you are.”

Your eyes sting all over again. You blink rapidly. “James.”

“Seriously, angel,” he insists. “You’re incredible. My favourite person in the whole entire world. I love you so much. You know that.”

You don’t want to start crying again. You blink away the tears forming in your eyes and will the next ones not to come.

“Give it time,” James says quietly. “Give it time, honey, and they’re sure to warm up to you. And if they don’t …” He shrugs and gives you this devilish smile that makes you feel about a million times better. “Well, they’ll have me to answer to.”

You giggle because he’s an idiot and you’re in love with him. “Thanks, James,” you say. You meant it with your whole heart.

James kisses your forehead and then both your cheeks. “You’re welcome, sweetness. If you need to talk about it more later, we can.” He chucks you under the chin with a gentle hand. “But for now, how about a nice warm shower?”

You smile up at him. Your chest hurts less now. You feel a lot better. Enough at least to say, “Together?”

James grins wolfishly. “Obviously together.”

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#avatar reference tbh #sorry I’m a nerd #★ mal writes! #ღ james #james potter #james potter x reader #james potter fic #james potter thoughts #james potter one shot #james potter x you #james potter x fem!reader #james potter x y/n #james potter x reader fluff #james potter fluff #james potter blurb #james potter fanfiction #james potter drabble #james potter headcanon #james potter imagine #james potter oneshot #james potter drabbles #james potter blurbs #james potter x shy!reader #james potter angst #james potter x reader angst #✉️

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★  𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄 '𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃. + 𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. when you initially asked Neteyam, the eldest Sully son who also happened to be smitten for you, for more assistance with your Na'vi knowledge, he was happy to help with a more hands-on approach.

─── ☆ notes. saw the new avatar and the way i had to pause and react and take in every detail cause it felt so short,, i cant wait for the 3rd movie to come out while im pushing fucking 40 or something with kids. | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍

─── ☆ length. 2.8k (21 min read) .

─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni | mutual pining | friends to lovers | fem reader | pwp | porn with feelings | not movie canon | size kink | height difference | stretch marks | body worship | fluffy | confessions | monster fucking(?) | handjobs | fingering | grinding | manhandling | oral sex(f) | cute aftercare | not beta'd | title inspired by this song.

"You can't, Tuk!" Only grumbling at his two most annoying younger siblings who had been following closely behind him, Neteyam dismissed the two in the typical older sibling tone of irritation. 

Both of them were curious, like cats, to find out where he was going when he broke his patrolling routine and made the error of asking both their father and mothers for permission to spend the rest of the day helping you at the labs with your studies that you had been struggling with.

No matter how much he tried to pull both parents aside, at least one sibling had managed to eavesdrop, and then his plans of keeping it on the down low had fallen through like a domino effect. 

This was why Tuk was bouncing on her heels, trailing after her two bickering brothers, Neteyam and Lo'ak. "No fair!" She tantrums, adding to the chattering back and forth, "I want to see y/n too, how come you're the only one that gets to go?" 

With your parents being loyal scientists passionate for a change, standing alongside Jake Sully were a group of good hearted human beings that were allowed to stay on Pandora to live alongside the Na'vi colony. 

Given that you were the second less rogue lab baby, it was the story that set the stage for your loving and extremely intelligent life. 

Maybe it was the fact that you still had your two loving parents, ending up more bubbled and growing up to be more of a homebody constantly wrapped up in some sort of new experiment scattering around the lab despite working with people twice your age. 

Everyone had grown to feel like one big nerdy family within the lab walls. 

Neteyam tightly inhaled with his hand wrapped tight around the leather hand grip from the holster for his Ikran. He was starting to grow thinner and thinner with the patience of telling the little girl every excuse under the sun other than flat out saying that he just wished to spend time with you alone. 

Lo'ak, of course, had been no help in calming Tuk down; his motormouth only added fuel to the flame as he continued to pester him alongside her. 

"He doesn't want us to come so he can finally make a move on his girlfriend." The youngest boy teased. Lo'ak flinched away from his brother's attempt at kicking him in the shoulder with a knowing chuckle, the comment only made Tuk whine more in disgust.

Muttering an insult as he mounted his ride, Neteyam ignored the tightness in his stomach at just the mere mention of your name beside his hinting towards a romantic relationship; it was an odd pretty relationship you had with the eldest son.

“I won't be fawning, I'm just going because she asked me for help with her research.” Neteyam gave his siblings one more stern glare.

“And she's not my girlfriend.” 

Lo’ak doubled in laughter, fuel only added as Neteyam showed more signs of annoyance. “Research? For what, exploring each other's bodies?” Neteyam had only rolled his eyes at the lewd question, taking off just in time for Tuk to ask what the joke had meant. 

Neteyam had been to the labs a handful of times, whether it was to hang out with Spider, accompany Kiri to see her mother, or just keep a close eye on Lo'ak to make sure he would stay out of trouble.

But he felt like this visit was just different from all the others—more intimate, greeting the few familiar faces as you guided him by hand through the lab rooms. Ducking through doorways and crouching through cramped human sized halls to your quarters that had been cleared out for a separate space all to yourself. 

It had been an old rec room redesigned and rearranged to your liking to hold all your personal belongings and decor. What was notable to Neteyam was the lack of boring control panels, odd techy devices, and bland white furniture all over the rest of the lab. 

The usual white and blue alien sleeping pod had been swapped out for a netted hammock similar to the one he would use at home, making your room appear completely disconnected from the rest of the sterile and overly organized aesthetic. 

A long desk piled high with books and paperwork was located across from your resting place next to the hatch entrance door, taking up its own space next to the large window overlooking the forest below the cliff. Your desk served as a clear confirmation to Neteyam that you were as intelligent as you appeared.

To enter Neteyam had to duck down enough to fit under the sliding door frame. As he did so, he peered around your messy bedroom with big curious eyes, soaking up as much information as he could about the space you loved to lock yourself up in all day rather than with him. "Okay, so this is what I've got done so far."

He followed the slight gesture of your hand, following towards the splattered spread of canvas against the once white wall now covered in layers of small paintings and scribbled wordings, but there was once a portrait that had caught his eye the most, a towering blue warrior posed with a bow. 

You had painted him on your wall.

Neteyam exhales as his long fingers run against the textured wall, his ears folding back, expressing his hidden bashful feelings as he comes face to face for the first time with a beautiful mural of himself.

"Ah, don't touch it," The gentle grasp of his elbow draws his attention back to you, "it's still drying, dummy."  

Your entire hand could only manage to wrap around two of his large fingers as you used the bottom hem of your shirt to wipe away the smudged paint on his fingertips, the view allowing Neteyam to look down at you while swallowing at the peak of your midriff.

In a good way, your body was very different from his. In contrast to his towering frame, you were much shorter with skin a warm shade of brown rather than the light sky blue he was used to seeing around.

It was more enticing to Neteyam, you weren't like anyone else he was used to, not even similar to Spider. You were a woman for one, he couldn't help but find himself entranced by you just so soft and plush looking, especially as you stood before him collecting your art supplies from around your bedroom.

He liked the way you always seemed to exude confidence with every step you took. How whenever you were concentrating on a task, your expression would soften, biting at the skin at your lip enough to draw his attention to the shape of your lips.

“Okay, so sit for a moment.”

He does as you say and sits with his legs crossed in front of you while kneeling on the ground. He had managed to have a height difference that reached your collarbone even while he was seated while you stood in front of him. Neteyam felt a bit insecure under your studied, silent gaze, watching your eyes move down his body with an uncomfortable exhale.

It didn't help his anxieties much that you were a more hands on learner, blinking as your hand reached out to caress his face.

A shiver ran up his spine at the gentle brush of your fingers against his cheek. "Your marks are so distinctive, pretty," you complement breathlessly with the trace of your pointing finger against his temple.

His ears twitched, and before he could react, his tail wrapped itself snugly around the middle of your thigh and drew you closer to him.

He murmurs timidly, "Yeah, they're kind of just all over," Before his hands could rest flat on his lap, he gestures while briefly puffing out his chest.

His eyes were looking anywhere but yours, as he was almost close to purring under your gentle touch. He just couldn't trust how his body would react to anything else. It was a mental war, trying not to make it seem as if he was completely gawking at your body.

The lift of your shirt exposed that same part of your stomach that his eyes could only see but his hands longed so desperately to trace. Neteyam’s fingers twitched, making a fist before hesitating in his grasp on your hips, his palm engulfing your sides.

The sight of his thumbs not being able to touch caused him to let out a shaky breath.

You nearly fell over when he suddenly wrapped his strong hands around you. The only thing you noticed was the curious look in his large, yellow eyes that were raking up from your waist as you used his shoulder to help you ground yourself. "Can I see it?" he asks.

You took a moment to process what he was trying to ask before your other hand could instantly cover the pudge of your stomach. "Hm, sure." You finally nod, lifting your shirt just enough to reach the midsection of your torso. 

You had your marks in the form of a scar, a healed claw mark that stretched just below your rib, and a memory of the first time Neteyam nearly saved your life from a rogue Thanator that had wandered too far from its territory. 

His face winced as he tried to push back the dreaded feeling he still would get in his chest thinking back on that horrible day. His fingers stroke against the rough skin, gentle enough as if he were afraid that he would crush you between his fingers by accident.

"I'm sorry," he mutters shamefully. "I let it leave a mark on you." He felt as if he had taken an arrow to the chest, the clench that he felt nicking in his ribs with every flooded memory of having betrayed your parents and his trust by being unable to truly ensure your safety in his hands.

"I told you to stop apologizing. You saved my life, Neteyam." You reassure him, yet he would fail to feel the same way, his fingers continuing down the scar tissue low enough to reach the waistband of your pants. 

Neteyam’s fingers brush more towards your sides, his interest lingering at the hints of stretch marks on the skin of your hips. 

"And what about these?" Foreign were the marks embedded against your hips and the dance of his fingers as they dragged down the jagged lines under them, hidden under the waist of your pants. 

It was a daring request, meeting eyes with a soft gaze that had a flaming heat feel as if it were flowing through his veins. 

Peering down at him with a dark look that made the tug of his tail more inviting, you closed the distance, falling against him with enough reaction time to straddle his waist. “Aren't I the one supposed to be the one studying you?” you whisper 

“I don't mind, go ahead.” Your back arches as you encircle his shoulder with your arms and tuck yourself closer as Neteyam watches how you react. 

His hands had taken the place of his previous grasp on your thighs, his tail wrapped possessively around your midsection. “Ohe think ohe'm keye’ung love.”

The beating in his chest was dangerous, but so was the way you looked at him before your lips could meet.

Neteyam didn't consider himself to be much of a romantic, the closest he had come to experiencing true love was through the example of the close bond his parents shared.

But as he kissed you, suddenly it all just made sense.

When you pulled away, exhaling hard, all he could do was chase after your mouth. The proportions were only a bit off—not too much that either of you had any objections against—as he swallowed each moan and whine that would pull from your throat.

Neither Neteyam nor you have ever kissed anyone before, maybe it was the way it felt so right to just let each other's instincts take over, grasping and tugging each other tightly as if there were any possible way you could get any closer.

Pure lust was what had taken over as Neteyam felt you shiver under his fingertips, the tangle of your hand in his braids had sent a new, inexperienced spark through his body.

Neteyam hissed at the odd feeling that struck him like a wave. "Oh, sorry," you mutter with a lick of your lips, your arms still laced around him.

He hadn't understood what you were apologizing for at first until he had followed your pointed stare to his crotch. 

The feeling that had waved through him was now all too clear as you both glanced shyly at his bulging situation—that you had the guts to reach out and fondle before he could even process how to breathe once more. 

With a sigh of breath, Neteyam practically whines at the contact, too caught up with the pit forming in his lower stomach to feel the embarrassment he would have felt at the pitch of the noises that parted from his lips. 

You readjust yourself in his hold, wincing slightly at the death grip he had on your thighs. The small space you created was enough for you to fully get a better grasp on his length, disregarding the cloth that held his privacy and rubbing your thumb over the dark blue tip of his dick, smearing the precum that he oozed.

Neteyam doesn't know whether he wants to watch or squeeze his eyes shut, his expression pained, yet his body felt everything but. 

His breath was shaky, and his limbs were tensing with each fisted stroke. 

All he could do was tremble and moan as you jerked him off. "Ah, hold on, p–please." As he sagged forward and whimpered, Neteyam attempted to catch his breath.

His sudden deadweight forced you to fall backward onto your back, where you then caught yourself lying beneath him. You followed suit to the small moment of mercy, mostly for your own sake at the dull tiredness in your wrist.

Now that the position had not helped much to ease whatever was building up inside, Neteyam sighed at the newfound feeling of rutting himself against the soft skin of your leg that his dick was pressed against.

Wanting more of the skinship, Neteyam’s hands wandered to whatever they could grab, hearing you giggle slightly from the ticklish sensation. 

It was the guide of your hand wrapping around his wrist, guiding his hand lower past the waistband of your pants. He felt drunk watching the way your expression shifted at just the mere feeling of his long fingers finding just the spot where you needed him most. 

It was an otherworldly sensation that Neteyam was experiencing, feeling you tight around his fingers and pistoning in and out of you at a careful, almost unbearably slow pace with each thrust.

Even as you finished with your tense muscles clenching around him and a broken moan that made him shiver, a noise of encouragement would make him never want to stop praising you.

Once Neteyam got a look at his slick covered fingers, it was like a lightbulb had switched on.

Before you could even process the end of your orgasm, Neteyam had crawled down closer to your legs, leaning down desperately and tugging off your pants. Both of you still found the atmosphere light and comfortable enough to humor each other's eagerness. 

Your laughter faded into small gasps at the strength with which Neteyam had elevated you enough to bury his face into your pussy sitting crouched on his knees as if you weighed absolutely nothing.

The same tongue he used to shyly babble to you with is now showing its true talent as his fingers probe you open the twitch of your hips shift against his mouth, directing him straight to his tongue sucking at your clit. 

It doesn't take much strength for him to hold you in place, your entire lower half is lifted in his grasp, knees bent and held up against his shoulders, and you use your elbows to perch yourself up as your muscles clench from the pleasure of your orgasm.

Neteyam, who hadn't had much of a grasp on the ecstasy of climaxing, continued to suck and finger until you trembled all over and were begging out his name for mercy. 

He was practically boneless, and tears threatened to roll down your cheeks as he finally allowed you to collapse into a heap of putty mess flat on the floor.

You push out your arms lazily, beckoning Neteyam into your embrace as you tug him down to lay on his chest with each other's legs tangled together, panting the same breath. 

It was a comfortable moment of silence, listening to the matched rhythm of each other's heartbeat.

#[ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ ★ — t.wrks. ] #neteyam sully #neteyam x reader #neteyam x reader smut #neteyam smut #avatar the way of water #avatar neteyam #avatar x reader #avatar #avatar smut

[anm3mi]

RANDOM CHAT MEMES ─ AVATAR ⊹ ִֶָ (PART III.)

contents. gn!reader, humor

notes. i'm sad, goodnight 💋

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[way-of-water]

Neytiri and Neteyam (Avatar The Way Of Water 2022)

#credit: sᴛᴀʀsʜɪᴘ ★ #avatar the way of water #neteyam #neytiri

[ang3lik]

𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: spider socorro x all!reader. 𝐰/𝐜: 697. 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢

you lay in bed as you stared up through your skylight. the warm pandorian air filled your metal bunk as quiet chirps and screeches of creatures echoed around the forest. you tried closing your eyes again, hoping they somehow would just grow tired if you relaxed, but you were bored.

eclipse was still setting as the last of the daylight burned your eyes when you opened them again. you jolted as a gentle knock racked on your window, spider peeking through as he pointed to the latch. you pushed the thin sheets off as you tiptoed to the ledge, aware of the creaking metal trying to snitch on you to norm.

he smiles as you wave at him through the glass, swiping the latch to the side and pulling the window up. you could hear his quick, heavy, intakes of air slow down as he started to speak.

“come out, let’s watch eclipse!” he spoke in a hushed tone, turning slightly to watch the metal door to the lab connected to your bunk before he turned back, awaiting your answer. you thought about it for a second, looking towards your messy sheets, lightly running over as you stuffed clothes under the sheet, pulling the thin material over the top to make it look like you were sleeping.

you rushed back over to the window, smiling mischievously at the boy infront of you who snickered at your antics. spider threw his arms up slightly as you threw a leg over the windowsill, your hands gripped his shoulders, as his grabbed ahold of your waist, pulling you down and placing you on the ground, your bare feet touching the grass.

you gleamed up at the tall boy as he held your hips. he shot you a sweet smile before his sweaty palm took a hold of your small hand, pulling you forward, breaking into a jog as he dragged you along with him. branches, leaves and plants tickled your bodies as you started to giggle.

joyous laughs bounced off the oak trees and rippled through water. he slowed down as neon colours came into view. he brought you to the tree of souls. you stood still, gawking at the sight of the luminous willow branches. spider stared too, his gaze following the branches as they swayed slightly in the breeze.

he brought you back as he gently tugged on your hand, guiding you forward and closer to the base as he dropped to the ground. he crawled forward, leaning his shoulders back on the bark as he patted his thighs for you to lay between. you fell to your knees as you shuffled forward too, twisting your sides and slouching back on his bare chest.

his muscular arms wrapped around yours, pulling you up and closer to his body. the suns heat focused on you both, heating up your skin as you relaxed into his hold. you watched as it lowered, beginning to hide behind the rocky arches and mountains.

you glanced up at spider, his eyes closed, his body comfortable. his chest rose and fell leisurely as you focused back on the sun. your eyelids gradually closed, becoming heavy as you grew tired, you closed them again as a wave of sleep found you.

in the early hours of the morning, neteyam woke. deciding to take a wash without the nuisance of his siblings, he wandered through the forest. he could hear the screeching of ikrans as the village woke and bustle of his fellow clan members as he walked.

two figures caught his eye, you and spider. spider lay flat, his body cushioned by the plush grass and you, cuddled under his right arm, your palm resting above his left pec. light snores came from the boys mouth too as neteyam took notice of the woodsprites floating around you.

he smiled kindly as he watched them float from resting around you both on the ground, only moving as neteyam had approached, disturbed by his footsteps. he shook his head and laughed as he continued to the lake, reminding himself to tell his brother later as they both would want answers from spider.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @astarborntowrite @liyahsocorro @gr4veyardg1rl

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[revivalrequiem]

# angel/angelic/divine themed ✮

be not afraid. repost with credit, free to use.

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[luvv4j4ybe11]

Stop bc this made me think of an angsty idea☹️

Being tsireyas older sister and you form a bond with neteyam like tsireya and lo’ak did, but you guys got so much more closer than they did in that period of time and you guys would call each other names like “ma’yawntu” “tahni” etc, so basically everyone knew you guys were going to be mated eventually because of the bond you had.

And both of your families would tease you guys for the way you acted around each other, and they’d both equally question why you didn’t just become mated already. You both insisted you waited though, because you both wanted to wait till Eywa gave you a sign. But all of that waiting was for nothing the night he was shot. You’re whole heart just gone. Your other half. The love of your life and soon to be mate, just gone. All because of the sky people.

And to make it even worse for you, there’s a special ritual for mated pairs (even though you guys weren’t,you insisted to do it) when one of them passes. And simply all you do is place something valuable to only you two on their heart, and it will stay there forever. Since it’s tied to their body. .(I made this up for plot reasons, obvi, so if it don’t make sense then oh well) And while you’re doing this you’re wearing two of his favorite pieces of jewelry that you’ve always loved on him(his choker and his arm band) and both of you are still wearing the promise bracelets you made for each other.:(

#i’m sorry #i had to get this out of my system #luvv4j4ybe11 #★ꨄ​𝒋𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔ꨄ★ #neteyam x reader #angst #avatar angst

[pandoraslxna]

📝 dom! ao’nung + edging + enemies to lovers

Ao’nung x female metkayina reader, minors dni 🔞

Your body was on fire. That was the only way to explain the way you were feeling at that moment, with Ao‘nung pinning your arms behind your back just far enough to cause discomfort, his fingers working over your clit with small little circles, just enough to get you worked up, close enough to the brink before he'd deny you your release.

You involuntarily let out a whine as he pulled away, leaning over you and pressing his still-clothed erection against your ass, lips and teeth working at the soft skin of your shoulder. A shiver runs through your body and you can’t stop the moan from escaping, bucking your hips back against him.

"Just- Just get on with it, asshole", you grit out, panting heavily. "Fuck me, c‘mon!"

Ao’nung huffed out a laugh as he slowly rocked his hips against yours, making you feel how hard he was, how much he was aching for you.

"Not yet, kalin [sweet]", he says with a grin, a hand sneaking around your body to continue his teasing on your clit. "Not unless you‘re begging for it."

Any form of complaint was quickly cut off with a whine as Ao‘nung simultaneously pushed his fingers into you, thrusting them in just long enough for you to get to the edge once again, causing tears to sting at your eyes, your throat to tighten up and your breath to hitch.

As Ao‘nung wiggled and pushed his fingers into your weeping cunt, you moaned and pleaded for release, back arching so that your ass was raised further up into the air. "S-Shit, I- I’m-," you stuttered, a shiver of desire smattering over your body. But he was determined. "I‘m going to kill you, Ao‘nung", you let out a frustrated groan when his fingers left you bare and empty once again.

"Oh you wanna come, baby?" Ao‘nung cooed, his tongue lapping over the shell of your ear, causing you to sob out a whine, nodding vigorously. With a smirk he listened to the hitched breaths and whiney moans you uttered. "Want me to fuck you, hm?" He asks, voice husky with desire. Turning your head to look at him over your shoulder, he can’t help but laugh at your flustered, frustrated expression.

"Stop glaring at me, kalin. No matter how much you pretend to hate me, I know you want it." Two of his digits are back, moving over your clit like ghosts, a barely even there touch that makes you gasp. "You need to come so bad, don’t you?"

"Fuck.. yes, okay! Okay, just- please fuck me. Make me come!" You beg, resting your cheek on the floor to look back at him, cheeks flushed red and stained by tear tracks, lips bruised and swollen from kissing, and teeth marks indicating where Ao‘nung had been biting your lip, tears making the surfaces of your big blue eyes shine.

"There you go, that wasn’t so hard now was it?" He snickered.

"Fuck. You." You grit out between clenched teeth.

"Oh, my sweet paskalin [honey], I‘m about to." Ao’nung promised with a mischievous look in his eyes and you felt a tickling of unease join the white hot pleasure you felt as the tip of his cock nudged it’s way past your entrance. Leaning in close to your ear once again, he adds in a hushed whisper, "and I’ll make sure the whole village hears when you finally fall apart for me."

#𝐿𝓊𝓃𝒶‘𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ #lunas10kfollowercelebration #avatar #avatar 2 #atwow #aonung #aonung x reader #ao’nung #avatar the way of water #ao’nung x female reader #ao’nung x female reader smut #ao’nung x reader #ao’nung x you #ao’nung x y/n #aonung x you #aonung x female reader #aonung x y/n #aonung x metkayina!reader