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ꕥ — Found Someone Better / The End Of An Era

Artists — Jake x Neytiri x fem!avatar!reader

Genre — Chapter One

Lyrics — The beautiful relationship you use to have with your mates in the beginning has become loveless. Their horrible treatment toward you drove you into making the hardest decision of your life: running away.

Music Advisory — Pre-Atwow, Angst, hurt w/o comfort, sprinkles of fluff (with Lo’ak), ooc Jake, ooc Neytiri, dying marriage (that ends in implied divorce/breakup) implied/light scenes of domestic violence, implied emotional/physical abuse, mentions of manhandling, controlling!Jake, mean!Jake, mean!Neytiri, implied neglect, Kids are aged-down: Tuk - 1 / Lo’ak, Kiri, and Spider - 7 /Neteyam - 8

Some of the topics above are considered triggering to some. If you don’t agree with any of the content above or it makes you uncomfortable please dni! You’re responsible for your own consumption!

Duration — 4.3k

Index — ‘itan - son / yawntutsyìp - darling / mawey - calm

Words From Artist — The first chapter of the series is finally here! I’m so excited to start this series because this idea has been brewing for a while! This story will take you on an emotional roller coaster so grab some tissues, get ready to be upset at certain situations, smile at the happy moments, and smirk during the spicy scenes! I hope y’all enjoy and always feel free to comment and reblog, I love reading y’all reactions! With that being said let the story begin!!

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As you sit in front of the cooking fire, stirring the pot of food you’re serving for lunch, you look up and see Neytiri sitting on Jake’s lap as they work on weaving a blanket together. Their laughs echo through the room and you can see them stealing kisses from each other every few minutes which makes you roll your eyes in annoyance. You haven’t always felt this way about your mates, your heart wasn't always filled with hate from how affectionate they are towards each other, but over the years this is what your relationship has gradually become: them being in their own world while you sit on the sidelines feeling alone.

In the beginning of your relationship, you felt love from them, probably Neytiri more than Jake, but nonetheless it was present. When you made the decision to become their mate, you left the comfort of the lab and fully emerged yourself into the Na’vi lifestyle and that included the soul transfer to permanently become one with your Avatar body. You loved being a scientist, but you loved being with your spouses more, so you put that aspect of your life on hold to explore a deeper relationship with them.

You knew they had an established relationship prior to you coming into the picture, and you were fine with that because they were always loving and kind towards you, but now they’re too consumed with each other to show you any sort of affection. When you first started noticing Jake and Neytiri not wanting to wanting to intimate with you, you assumed it was because they were stressed or tired from their duties as Olo’eyktan and Tsakarem, plus having to take care of four entergetic children. However, one day while you were walking in the forest, collecting fruits to prepare as a side dish for lunch, you witnessed Jake and Neytiri having sex in a clearing of grass, his hands gripped tightly around her waist as he thrusted into her from behind as moans of pleasure spilled from Neytiri’s lips.

Watching your mates indulge in acts of sexual pleasure without you made you feel a tinge of pain that was indescribable. Knowing that your partners, the people who were supposed to love you the most, no longer saw you as sexually appetizing and felt the need to sneak around made your stomach turn into knots. Deep down you always felt like you should say something, tell them that you caught them during their private rendezvous, but you decided to keep quiet because you didn’t want a conflict to arise and make your living situation worse than it currently is.

No matter how hard you thought about it and replayed all the memories in your head about different stages of your relationship, you could never figure out when or why their love for you faded. Sometimes you would think about separating from them and moving on with your life, but you tolerated their behavior because of your children, not wanting them to grow up in a broken home.

While grinding a few herbs to season your food with, you hear the sound of small feet running in the marui, making a small creep on your face, already knowing who it could be. “Mama!” Lo’ak shouts in excitement while he runs up to you and wraps his arms around your neck, happy to see you after a long day.

“Hi, baby, how was your day?” You ask as you plant a kiss on his cheek, wanting to hear everything about his day so far. Lo’ak was your biological son, you gave birth to him a year after Neytiri had Neteyam. Lo’ak is your pride and joy, when you gave birth to him you felt like he was your physical heart on display. Knowing that this little boy came from your womb made you want to be the best mother to him, so that’s what you’ve done ever since he took his first breath.

When Lo’ak opens his mouth, ready to give you a spiel about his day, Jake’s voice begins to bounce off the walls of the marui, already deciding to start a sense of chaos. “Lo’ak! Stop talking and go do your chores around the house!”

“But I was-”

“Now, boy! Don’t talk back to me!” Lo’ak’s ear flattens against his head and the light of excitement in his eyes dims. When he was on the way home, he was compiling so many stories together in his head, so many things happened and he couldn’t wait to tell you every second of it, so when his father denies him the chance, it makes him deeply upset.

You don’t like seeing Lo’ak like this, a downcast expression and sad eyes, so you decide to pull him closer to you so you could tell him something that you know for sure would lift his spirits. “Don’t be sad, ‘itan. When you finish, me and you will go out and I’ll take you to your favorite pond to play in.” You could tell he’s back in his happy boyish mood when his frown turns into a smile and his head pops up from him staring at the ground. “Okay!” He replies in the quietest tone possible before running off to his chores so you both can go on your adventure.

When you watch him disappear to another part of the marui, Kiri and Neteyam greet you with a hug and a few kisses, telling you how much they missed you and how they were ready to come home. Once they finish talking to you they start playing in the center of the room which makes your eyebrow raise in a confused manner, wondering why their father hasn’t sent them to complete their current duties around the house like their younger brother. “Jake, why aren’t they doing anything?”

“‘Cause they don’t need to, they’re fine.” His harsh tone doesn’t phase you, he’s used it one too many times before, so you're used to it by now. Jake has always treated Lo’ak differently than the rest of the children, no matter how much Lo’ak tried to get his father to interact with him, he would always decline. He showed his other children more love and affection, taking them out to play and carving them wooden toys, but for Lo’ak, he didn’t do any of those things and sometimes not even your other mate. It never made sense to you why he or Neytiri treat Lo’ak that way, he’s such a sweet and innocent boy and he doesn’t deserve that type of treatment. Since they’re emotionally negligent, you always make it your mission to pour love and affection into Lo’ak’s life to fill in the areas they lack.

Instead of telling Jake how you feel about his way of handling things, you just sit back and bite your tongue, not wanting to start an argument with the kids in the room. All you could do is shake your head at his cold demeanor and how Neytiri is just sitting there like what just happened is okay. When Jake turns his attention from you and looks back toward Neytiri, you can see his facial expression soften; he looks more calm with Neytiri, he acts as if she’s his only mate, the only love of his life and that’s what makes you want to scream and cry at the same time. Just seeing them interact with each other makes you wonder how the hell your once loving relationship turned into this.

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Jake and Neytiri took the older kids into the village so they could go to their young warrior training to learn and practice the basics about Na’vi life. Therefore, you’re currently home taking care of Tuk, watching her walk around the marui while babbling in her baby language that only she can understand. The sun starts to set and you see Tuk starting to get sleepy, little yawns coming from her mouth as her tiny hands rub her eyes. “Is my little one tired?” You ask as you scoop her up off the floor and cradle her in your arms. She responds to your question with a cute nod, looking up at you with her big golden eyes making your heart melt. You lay her gently down in her wooden crib before pulling her woven blanket over her and kissing her goodnight.

When you close the privacy curtain to the makeshift doorway, you see your family walking inside. Your eyes focus on how Jake has his hand wrapped around the back of Lo’ak’s neck, making you wonder what’s going on between them. When Jake roughly lets go of him, Lo’ak runs to you with tears in his eyes, making your protective instincts arise. “What’s wrong, ‘itan?” You bend down to his eyes level, wanting to figure out what was the cause of his tears. When you see a few drops of clear liquid trickle down his face, you take your thumb and wipe under his eyes. “Talk to me, yawntutsyìp. Tell me what’s bothering you.”

“Me and Ne-Neteyam were taking turns shooting the bow he made and when it was m-my turn, I broke it. It was an accident, but dad got mad and yelled at me.” As he tells you what happened, he sniffles in between every few words, his chest rises from trying to stifle his tears, and by looking at how his tail is tightly curled behind his body, you could tell what happened between him and his father frightened him.

You immediately pull him into your embrace, wrapping your arms around his body so you could soothe him, wanting to make him feel safe and comfortable. “Mawey, it’s okay, Lo’ak. I know you didn’t mean to break it and your father does too, he just… gets angry sometimes.” You rub his back, letting his head rest on your shoulder so he could relax. While continuing to calm Lo’ak down, you see Jake sitting at the wooden table working on something that’s related to his duties. Clearly he could see how upset Lo’ak was and he just sat there as if nothing was happening.

Watching Lo’ak come to you with tears in his eyes and viewing Jake treat Lo’ak roughly made an anger that’s been building up for years beg to be released. You’ve been wanting to give Jake a piece of your mind for a long time and tonight you’re finally pissed enough to make your feelings known. “Go in your room and wait for me. I’ll come in a little bit okay?” Lo’ak nods his head in response and before he turns to walk away, you kiss his forehead and let him know that you love him.

Seeing you send Lo’ak to bed made Neytiri follow suit, deciding to walk Neteyam and Kiri into their sleeping area, giving you the perfect opportunity to talk to your so called husband. “Jake, I need to talk to you.”

The man wasn’t in any mood to converse, especially when he’s in the middle of creating new trade strategies, so when he hears your statement he grumbles under his breath before deciding to respond, barely giving you a sliver of his attention. “What?”

“I’ve tried to stick this marriage out for as long as I can, but I can’t do it anymore. I want out of this, Jake.”

When the sentence falls into the air, Jake’s face scrunches up and his eyebrows raise. He doesn’t like a thing you just said, so when it finally registers in his mind, he abruptly stops what he was doing and walks over to you. “Leave? You’re not leaving this marriage, we are mated for life!” He growls, towering over your frame that was smaller compared to his. He wasn’t going to let you leave because if you left, the clan would look at him as insufficient, not being good enough to keep his mate and he wasn’t going to let you ruin his reputation.

“Why not? You and Neytiri don’t even show me any attention anymore, you both act as if I mean nothing! You do everything together and nothing with me and I’m not going to stay in a dead marriage!” You shout at him, causing Neytiri to come out and see what was going on. “And I don’t appreciate how you treat Lo’ak, I’m not going to keep letting you be mean and rude towards our child!”

“Mean?” He scoffs as if you offended him by your remark, his tail begins to thrash behind him as he bares his teeth. “You’re lucky I even got you pregnant! If I wasn’t drunk that night you wouldn’t even have him!” At this particular time in your marriage Jake had recently started falling out of love with you, the only way he could stomach having sex with you —when it was happening— was drinking a few cups of fermented fruit beforehand and on the night of conception there was a clan celebration so he indulged in hefty amounts of alcohol. “I didn’t even want a child with you, I just fucked up one night.” Jake doesn’t have any empathy for how his actions affected you, past or present. His face holds zero emotion and in his twisted mind, he doesn’t see anything wrong with his actions.

When his confession resonates, it finally clicks. The reason he treats Lo’ak like shit is because he didn’t even want him. Knowing that the man you loved didn’t want to create a child with you like you always thought he did makes your chest tighten with feelings of anger. Not only does that piss you off, but the fact that he happily gave Neytiri two children makes your head spin. “You bastard, I can’t fuckin’ believe you!” The volume of your voice raises as you place your hand on Jake’s chest, shoving him to try and release some of the raging aggression that was coursing through your body.

Before you can speak another word or angrily put your hands on Jake again, Neytiri stands in front of you, putting space between you and Jake. “Don’t touch him!” She hisses, now placing her hands on your chest, giving you a subtle threat. You’re taken aback at Neytiri being fierce toward you, not understanding why she’s upset with you and not with Jake. By her not reacting, it only means one thing: she knew about what he had done.

“Did you know Jake felt that way? Were both of you in fuckin’ cahoots or something?!” You hiss back at her and show your fangs, giving her the same energy she’s emitting. You can’t believe she would do something like this, you could see Jake doing something like this, but Neytiri being a co-conspirator makes everything hurt ten times worse.

While you’re spewing insults at Neytiri, Jake’s blood starts boiling. He has already been fed up with you, but now since you are going at Neytiri, he decides that he’s finally sick of you and your ‘dramatics’ as he calls them. He places himself in front of you and grabs your chin, pressing his fingers into your skin, tilting your head upward so you could look him in the eye. “I’m gonna say this one time and it’ll be my last. You are not leaving this marriage, you will stay in this house, and take care of your son.” His callous fingers are digging into your skin, making your skin crawl with fear, worried about what he might do next.

“And don’t you ever talk back to me, I’m your Olo’eyktan and you will show me some damn respect!” He speaks through gritted teeth, and his eyes fill with a mix of disgust and aggression. The more he talks, the more he squeezes your face, making your lips pucker out. “You got that?” You nod your head as much as you could, not wanting to be defiant because you’re scared he might hit you like he’s done in the past. When Jake lets his anger get the best of him or he comes home from drinking with the warriors, he would take his frustrations out on you, always leaving you with a bruise or two and sometimes worse depending on his mood.

When he’s satisfied with your response he roughly releases you, pushing you against the wall of the marui. He doesn’t say another word, he just walks to another part of the marui with Neytiri trailing behind him. When they walk out of your line of sight, you release a breath you didn’t know you were holding, followed by silent sobs. You don’t know how you got into this situation, trapped in a loveless relationship and feeling confined in the walls of your own home, but you were going to get yourself out of it by any means necessary.

As your warm tears continue to flow, creating liquid stains on your bra top, you hear the sound of a privacy curtain open. “Mama, Are you okay?” When Lo’ak’s voice rings through your ears, you hurriedly wipe your tears and force a happy expression on your face, not wanting him to see you in a saddened and distraught state.

You look up and see him peeking his head out the makeshift doorway which makes you chuckle at how cute he looks. “Yes, I’m fine, ‘itan. Come here.” You beckon and he comes walking toward you and sits on your lap. “How about I let you stay up a little longer tonight and I take you to play in the pond like I promised?” You ask while lightly poking his stomach, making Lo’ak erupt with giggles.

“Yayyy!” He stands up excitedly, grabbing your hand and pulling your arm so you can stand up. You stand up and you begin to walk with him to the nearby pond that’s a few feet away from the marui. Once you get close enough, Lo’ak unravels his hand from yours and runs into the pond at full speed, splashing around in the water as his eyes filled with amazement as the bioluminescent fish swim around his feet. Seeing the smile etched on his face helps you make one of the toughest decisions you’ve ever made. You know it will be difficult, but it needs to be done, before matters escalate into something you can’t control.

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After that night with Jake, you started being more submissive than usual, doing anything and everything Neytiri and Jake ask while you waited for the argument to blow over. It took lots of self control and restraint to bite your tongue and not say anything to them but you kept your eyes on the prize.

It’s now a few weeks later and they’ve completely forgotten about the whole argument, which means it’s the perfect time for you to take Lo’ak and leave the forest. You’re sitting in the center of the marui, finishing up a newly woven blanket for Tuk while allowing the paste to dry on the handcrafted necklaces you made for Neteyam, Kiri, and Spider. When you finish the last stitch you hold up the blanket, admiring how nice the pattern came out. While looking at the blanket your eyes wander to the child sized jewelry on the floor next to you, making a saddened sigh leave your lips at the thought of these physical items will be how each of them will remember you. These pieces you made are special, the last gift the four of them will receive from you before you leave. You want to say goodbye to them in person, but you know that if you see their sad faces and tear filled eyes, you won’t be able to leave. All of them see you as their mother and you treat them as if they’re your biological children because that’s how much they mean to you.

You gather the gifts and place them on the wooden table along with two letters, one for the kids and one for Jake and Neytiri. The letter for the children contains heartfelt messages, telling them how much you love them and how you know that one day Eywa will guide them to wherever you decide to make you and Lo’ak’s new home. The letter to your now ex-mates is the complete opposite. You tell them how you’re tired of being treated like you hold no value, like the scum of the planet. All the built up emotions you felt over the years: invalidated, ignored, forgotten, and every negative emotion they made you feel you poured into your writing, wanting them to know how much pain and suffering they’ve caused you. You ended the letter with telling them that they can now have a happy live together with just the two of them because you’re done with them.

Looking at each object on the table makes everything feel more real, you were finally breaking yourself free from the restraints of Jake and Neytiri. You’re scared you might not be making the right decision, scared that everything wouldn’t be greener on the other side if you leave. You don’t know where Lo’ak and you are going to live yet, but you’re planning on flying in whatever direction the wind takes you.

As you notice the sun hiding behind the horizon you start packing essentials for the journey along with different keepsakes to remind you of your time with the Omatikaya. You pack quickly, wanting to leave before Jake and Neytiri come back home with Neteyam, Kiri, and Tuk. “Lo’ come on! We have to go!” You explained to Lo’ak yesterday that you both are going to leave and at first, he was sad, he didn’t want to leave his siblings, grandmother, or Spider, but when you explained that it would be better for you both to leave, he was able to understand in the best way a seven-year old could.

When you hear movement, you assume it’s Lo’ak, so you turn around but your eyes land on Mo’at which makes you nervous. You know she’s already witnessed you packing your things, so you stand up, trying to come up with an excuse, but before you speak, she puts her hand up, stopping you from conjuring up a lie. “I already know.” A few days ago she was given a vision from Eywa that you were leaving and Mo’at was here to settle your mind and tell you where you should make your new home.

“Mo’at, I don’t want to leave but I have to. I can’t handle the mistreatment and suffering anymore and I don’t want that to trickle down to Lo’ak.” As you continue explaining the reason behind your decision Mo’at nods with soft eyes, understanding why you feel compelled to leave. There have been multiple instances where you came to Mo’at’s marui in the middle of the night, riddled with bruises and fresh tears running down your face from a heated argument that turned physical with Jake and Neytiri. She hates that you had to endure their cruel treatment when you’re nothing but a good mate to them, so she is glad that you are finally leaving, even though she would miss you and Lo’ak.

“I understand, ‘ite, I will help you leave if that is what you wish.” Mo’at places her hand on your shoulder, taking in your presence since she knows that this will be the last time she’ll see you for a long time.

“I don’t know where me and Lo’ak should go. I want to leave in a few hours before everyone comes home, but I don’t know where to go. Pandora is so vast and I want to go somewhere that would be far away.”

“I know the perfect place for you to go. The Metkayina are Reef Na’vi and live in the Eastern Seas. If you travel beyond the sea you will find them and they will allow you to seek uturu among them. The journey will be long so I will help you prepare.” Mo’at begins to help you pack as she goes into detail about the people you will meet, what you will see, and most of all what to expect when you and Lo’ak arrive at Awa'atlu.

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After saying your goodbyes to Mo’at, exchanging words and hugs filled with love, you and Lo’ak make your way to the large tree where your ikran resides. “Hello, Hufwe.” You smile softly as you pet the creature, letting it rub its head against your skin. Once your ikran calms itself, you begin to strap your belongings along its back. “We must leave the forest and go far away.” You make Tsaheylu, connecting your queues and letting your ikran feel your emotions, hoping by making the connection, it would feel your sense of urgency about leaving.

Hufwe’s wings began to gain momentum and flap slowly, preparing itself for the journey ahead. You pick Lo’ak up and place him on the ikran’s back before jumping up and sitting behind him. Once you and Lo’ak were in a comfortable position you wrap a blanket around your bodies so you don’t get cold while flying. “Let’s go, Hufwe.” You pat the side of her neck, urging her to spread her wings and fly off into the almost nightly sky. In a blink of an eye you realize that you were soaring high in the clouds, so high that you could see the Hallelujah mountains, the place you used to reside in with your mates.

As you watch the forest grow smaller and smaller you could feel tears begin to blur your vision. You hate to leave the forest, but you know that this move is what you need to keep you and your son safe from the evils of Jake and Neytiri. Knowing that you could start a new life, have a fresh start, and give Lo’ak a better quality of life are the most important things to you right now that it makes uprooting your life worth it. Now things can get better, since you’re free from Jake and Neytiri, and maybe you'll have the chance to find someone better.

Next — Chapter Two

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tsirxyawntu · 3 months

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If you’re still “neutral” about a literal fucking genocide and wondering which “side” to take while also being in the avatar fandom… boy do I have news for you.

Let’s try and dissect the film and characters with some of the events happening in real time to help you understand (and this is just scraping the surface. This is an incredibly layered film I could write a whole novel)

The sky people came to Pandora because nowhere else inhabitable. Earth is dying and it no longer exists to the humans for a prosperous future

The the sky people see the indigenous Na’vi people as blue monkeys, savages… less than human consistently degrading them with racist remarks and hatred

The sky people decided that the resources on Pandora were incredible valuable and could help their economy their infrastructure: Pandora is now a business

Selfridge is nothing but a spineless pencil pusher simply signs off on everything in the name of a quarterly statement ; which very much includes the demolition of a sacred home to an indigenous group of people; families, babies, women, children, and men

Quaritch and his minions act on orders and destroy half the Omatikaya clan wiping them out with deadly gasses, weapons of mass destruction, bombing and incinerating them to ashes

The remaining Na’vi gather their people and fight back as means to defend themselves while the humans have the audacity to act as if they’re not the ones who started it all

The sky people destroying villages, lives, resources, the forest biome are all an act of “defending themselves against the Na’vi”

These are just a few examples

Now that I’ve barely scraped the surface do you see the connection between the sky people and isnotreal? Do you the propaganda that has flooded and corrupted the news outlets and mainstream media? Have you seen the way people have talked about the Palestinians? There is a connection here that I am trying to make for the avatar fandom who are not speaking about this or are siding with isnotreal. You sexualize the Na’vi in your fics, you adore their hair their outfits their indigenous culture, calling them beautiful “exotic” (a problematic term in itself) You want to go live on Pandora to ride an Ikran? Yet you remain neutral? Or side with the colonizers? Shame on you.

No one knows colonizing more than white people, because for America; death is business.

This genocide is the result of a colonial system

We will see a free Palestine in this lifetime.

From the river to the sea 🇵🇸

Also final note: I’m aware and disgusted and deeply hurt with how Zoe signed the letter to bring the hostages home and then switched sides after 4 months of slaughter. I will never forgive or forget her. And with that being said I am no longer supporting her as an artist. Me watching avatar is for the ensemble, world building, and fictional characters only.

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tsirxyawntu · 3 months

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Avatar the Official Cookbook of Pandora M.B. Recipe N°4: SPICY SQUID MORSELS

Sorry for being late! The last winner from last poll was the SPICY SQUID MORSELS' recipe.

The recipe is under the poll for next week's recipe. As always, if somone wants a specific one, write it down in the comments.

This is the link with the post with all recipes (under the "keep reading" line): Here

SPICY SQUID MORSELS

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tsirxyawntu · 3 months

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Tuktirey, Kiri, Spider, Lo'ak, Neteyam, Aonung, Tsireya and Rotxo for Palestine 🌊🇵🇸

Requested by Cheno 💙🍉

Today's ressource is arab.org, a website that allows people to financially support causes by clicking and watching ads so you can do it daily and for free! Please visit it daily to support Palestine and other causes that need your help!

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tsirxyawntu · 4 months

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Avatar the Official Cookbook of Pandora RDA R. Recipe N°2: WARRIOR "WINGS"

The winner from last poll was the WARRIOR "WINGS"s recipe.

The recipe is under the poll for next week's recipe or chapter. As always, if somone wants a specific one, write it down in the comments.

This is the link with the post with all recipes (under the "keep reading" line): Here

OO = Omatikaya Offerings / RDAR = RDA Rations / MB = Metkayina Bounty / CF = Clan Feasts

WARRIOR “WINGS”

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tsirxyawntu · 4 months

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Avatar the Official Cookbook of Pandora M.B. Recipe N°2: ZESTY SEAWALL SKEWERS

The winner from last poll was the ZESTY SEAWALL SKEWERS' recipe.

I'm also a little late so I'm very sorry, just finished my last exam this week.

The recipe is under the poll for next week's recipe or chapter. As always, if somone wants a specific one, write it down in the comments.

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OO = Omatikaya Offerings / RDAR = RDA Rations / MB = Metkayina Bounty / CF = Clan Feasts

ZESTY SEAWALL SKEWERS

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tsirxyawntu · 5 months

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Avatar the Official Cookbook of Pandora Recipe N°4: WOODLAND MUSHROOM RAMEN

The winner from last poll was the WOODLAND MUSHROOM RAMEN's recipe.

The recipe is under the poll for next week's recipe or chapter. As always if somone wants a specific one, write it down in the comments.

This is the link with the post with all recipes (under the "keep reading" line): Here

Next week:

WOODLAND MUSHROOM RAMEN

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tsirxyawntu · 5 months

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Avatar the Official Cookbook of Pandora Recipe N°3: HALLELUJAH MOUNTAIN CUPS

The winner from last poll was the HALLELUJAH MOUNTAIN CUPS' recipe.

The recipe is under the poll for next week's recipe or chapter. As always if somone wants a specific one, write it down in the comments.

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Next week:

HALLELUJAH MOUNTAIN CUPS

Lil' cute atokirina illustration:

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tsirxyawntu · 7 months

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Massive fuck you to everyone who is talking about Palestinians as if we’re already all dead and sharing more solidarity with our corpses than us living. “We will never forget the beautiful Palestinian people-“ how about you stop “making peace” with Palestinian extermination. My people are not going to be forgotten because we are going to live. Palestinians have already survived one genocide and have been surviving one ever since.

Do not ever let the idea that all Palestinians are going to die exist in your mind. Mourn the dead, fight like hell for the living.

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tsirxyawntu · 7 months

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being in support of palestine isn’t antisemitic, it’s standing up for the basic human rights of palestinians that have not had them since 1948. they have not had peace for the last 75 years. children are born into this country, already threatened for the lives. an entire population is being killed off right in front of our eyes and people are just praising it.

you truly have to be sick in the head to tell palestine supporters to “read facts”. open a book and tell me about how palestinians are being ethnically cleansed, rights stripped from each other, citizens being MASSACRED in the public eye for millions to see. broadcasted like entertainment just for israel to play the victim card and say it’s a ‘war’.

churches, mosques, the gaza strip, homes, etc. containing palestinian citizens, have been bombed and destroyed while israel is using that $14.3 billion to continue to mock and talk down on palestine all across social media, acting like children. they fabricated children’s murders, claiming the blood is on the hands of palestine to try to make people feel empathetic.

if you support israel, you support genocide.

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Kinktober Day 2: Size kink / Belly bulge

tonowari x omatikaya!reader

synopsis: tonowari discovers a new kink of his when he fucks you

content warning: NSFW content, size difference, belly bulge, p in v, reader addressed as “little one”

a/n: this is hella short :(

tonowari knew he was bigger than you. it wasn’t a secret that forest people were naturally more petite than reef people. your size difference made him feel protective over you, despite the fact that he knew you didn’t need it. he presumed that was the main reason why he enjoyed the difference between the two of you, his towering stature meant protecting you would be easy. it wasn’t until he was balls deep in your cunt, pounding you into the floor of his marui, that he discovered the real reason why he enjoyed it so much.

“ah! tonowari! please don’t stop! please please please,” you moan, arching your back off the woven floor.

the man in question practically purred in response. he has only just begun fucking you, and yet you’re mind is already going blank. he admired your expressions and the way your breasts bounce, as well as the fact that his fingers almost touch when he places his hands in your waist. despite how many times the two of you had been in this position, it feels different.

as his eyes continue to trace down your body, they catch something near the bottom of your stomach that makes his cock throb. with every thrust into your tight cunt, a small bulge forms. disappearing when he pulls out again.

it’s then that it clicks. while his size does make it easy to protect you, the real reason why he enjoys it so much is because he finds it arousing. he’s so much bigger than you that his cock forces your skin to bulge out to accommodate his size in your little pussy. he shivers at the thought, growling as he picks up his pace.

tonowari removes one of his hands from your waist. placing it on the bulging skin, and pressing down. the action makes you moan loudly, feeling all the ridges and veins that line his cock as he moves in and out of you. he has the same reaction, reveling in the feeling of the additional pressure on his cock. your moans are music to his ears, and he’s desperate to hear more.

“that’s it little one, show me how good i’m making you feel.” he growls.

no matter how hard you try, you can’t form words. any syllable you attempt to push out rolls off your tongue in the form of a mewl or moan instead. you lose it when he reaches the thumb on the hand on your stomach to rub your clit. white floods your vision and your toes curl as you reach your high. already feeling overstimulated from how well you can feel his cock as it abuses your sweet spots and his callused thumb rubbing your clit.

your cunt clenches around his cock, making the man toss his head back in pleasure. he removes his hand from your stomach, opting to place it on your waist once again. using his newfound leverage, he pulls your best up and down to match his thrusts, eyes locked on the small bulge that forms with each brutal blow. he almost feels intoxicated. the fact that he can easily bounce you on his cock coupled with everything else brings him to his high.

his hips stutter from the zaps of pleasure dancing along his nerves. his hips press flush to your while he rides out his own orgasm, panting in your ear while keeping himself up on shaky limbs. after a moment, he falls to the side to leg next to you, pulling you into his arms.

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Kinktober Day 4: Blood

neteyam x fem!omatikaya reader

synopsis: there’s something about neteyam being covered in the blood of a kill that really gets to you.

content warning: all characters in early 20s, NSFW content, p in v, small moment of fingering, dirty talk

a/n: i’m a little unhappy with the ending of this one, but i couldn’t think of anything else :/

the first time it happened was after he completed his iknimaya and went on his first hunt with his ikran. somehow, he ended up taking down his kill on foot, which resulted in him being drenched in blood. when he arrived at the healing tent, you rushed to his side to assist him. at the time, you thought the nerves that danced through your body were a result of your worry for him, quickly excusing yourself from the tent after treating him to calm yourself. oh how wrong you were…

when it happened again and again and again over the next several years, you finally realized the feeling wasn’t nerves at all, but arousal. once you had this epiphany, you made it a goal to avoid neteyam when he returned from hunts. you were, and still are, embarrassed to be having these thoughts about your future olo’eyktan. especially since they occurred in such an inappropriate situation. he could be seriously hurt, and yet you find yourself clenching your thighs together whenever you see him in such a state. besides, it’s not like your absence will cause him any grief. he barely knows of your existence.

what you didn’t know was that he did notice your absence, and it made him feel extremely guilty. in his mind, he drew the conclusion that you avoid him so often because the sight of blood makes you uncomfortable. an interesting trait for a healer, but everyone has their issues, so who is he to judge?

however, that conclusion came crumbling down earlier today. neteyam heard from kiri that lo’ak had landed himself in the healing tent after he came across a palulukan on one of his forest explorations. so, he was heading there to scold him when he caught sight of you. you, who he thought was squeamish around blood, tending to his younger brother who was damn near covered in it from shoulders to knees. his face scrunched in what he could only describe as jealousy as he watched you tend to lo’ak with the upmost kindness and care. wiping the blood from his skin without hesitation. why can you tend to lo’ak so easily but you always run from him like he’s going to eat you alive? neteyam quickly stormed off, irritation and envy bubbling beneath his skin.

now, you stand cornered in the healing tent, a blood soaked neteyam standing between you and your only escape. he a a few others had gone hunting for dinner, and he claims to have a cut that needs tending to. the man in question is glaring at you, his arms stretch to each side to rest on two posts. you take a deep, shaky breath before speaking. “i’m sure kiri would be more than happy to-“

“no. i want you to do it. it shouldn’t be an issue, right?” he tilts his head as he speaks. his tone is condescending, almost as if he’s accusing you of something he already knows you did. “after all, you tended to lo’ak earlier, did you not?”

you blink in surprise at his inflection. he sounds…angry that you tended to his brother. “yes…i did. but-“

“no buts. if you treated him, you can treat me.” he speaks firmly, leaving no room for argument. he sits down on one of the mats and looks at you expectantly. taking a deep breath, you move to gather the supplies you’ll need to treat him. trying to think of anything to keep your mind off of his current state. but all of that goes out the window when you turn around and catch sight of him again. you slowly fall to your knees next to him, sitting on your calves, and begin working on his cut. it’s small, right across his pectoral muscle, and not too deep. hopefully you’ll be out of there in no time.

your eyes remain glued to his chest while his bore into your face. he studies your expression, frowning slightly when he finds discomfort. his eyes trail down your form, from your breasts, to your waist, your hips, then finally, your thighs. his citrine eyes linger there for a moment, catching you when you clench them together. his focus sharpens, eyes remaining glued to your thighs. you’re so focused on quickly fixing his wound you don’t even notice that he’s catching on to the real reason for your avoidance. after a few more moments of staring, he catches you clenching them again. a small grin begins to form on his lips.

“you’re all done,” you say quickly, sighing in relief as you gather your supplies. but as you stand to escape, his long fingers wrap around your wrist and tug you back down. the abrupt movement causing you to fall into his chest. you squeak in surprise, looking up at him with wide eyes, finally noting his smug, still slightly annoyed expression.

“you know, i used to think you were squeamish around blood,” he purrs in your ear, brushing loose strands of hair out of your face with his blood covered hand.

“did you?” you squeak.

“mmhm,” he hums, wrapping his free arm around your waist as the other plays with your hair, his eyes follow the strands as they glide through his fingers. “an odd trait for a healer. but it was the only conclusion i could come to after you avoided assisting me time and time again.” he sighs tightening his arm around your waist, forcing your chest to be flush with his. “but then, i saw you tending to lo’ak this morning without issue. and it upset me. so i started wondering, why is it that you avoid me?” his eyes lock with yours, a hungry expression overtaking his features, making you gulp. “imagine my surprise when i figure out it’s because you find me arousing.”

your eyes widen as you desperately stutter out a response. “i- that’s not- i just-“

he pinches your cheeks together gently, forcing your lips into a pout as he continues to murmur his thought process to you. “but you speak to me outside of the healing tent with no issue. so that means that you must find me especially arousing when i’m injured, or…” he moves his face close to yours, lips only centimeters away from touching, “when i’m covered in blood.” you freeze, your heart racing so quickly you fear it may beat out of your chest. he grins at your deer-in-headlights expression, pulling back slightly and purring, “did i get it right, ma tunutu?”

your mouth opens and closes as you try to find words. he simply stares at you with a lovey-lust stricken expression as you search for your explanation. after a moment, you simply close your mouth and offer one small nod in admission.

“it’s a shame, really.” he speaks, pressing soft kisses up your jaw, muttering more once he reaches your ear, “because i find you extremely arousing when you’re caring for me. it brings the image of you as my wife to the front of my mind, and i want nothing more than for you to press kisses over my skin while you treat my wounds. maybe even take my cock inside you as you do.” he purrs, his thumb rubbing small circles on your waist. “if only you had told me about your little problem earlier, we could have been doing so months ago.”

“neteyam,” you whine sweetly. the throbbing between your legs has become more and more unbearable with every word he murmurs in your ear.

“what, precious?” he coos teasingly, “is there something you want? something you need?” he guides your chin to make you look him in the eye. “if you tell me, i’ll give it to you.”

you stare at him for a moment, admiring his bloody face and chest, trailing your fingers across the streaks. “please fuck me teyam,” you whisper softly.

he flips your position, pinning you beneath him and practically ripping off your top of loincloth. he quickly pushes two of his fingers inside of you, eyes widening in delight at how wet you are. he pumps his fingers in and out of you a few times before pulling them out again and licking them clean. “you don’t even need to be prepped, pretty girl. you’re so wet just from the sight of me and a few words.” he chuckles condescendingly, untying his own loincloth and lining up with your entrance. as he begins to push in, he presses kisses to your neck and jaw, sucking and biting marks onto the soft skin. then pulling back to watch your expression while he pushes his cock into you inch by inch. he picks up your wrist, kissing from your pulse point up to your elbow. “tomorrow, when i’m not covered in the blood of her creation, i will properly mate with you before eywa. but for now, i will prove to you that i am a worthy mate.”

you admire his form above you, the evidence of his strength and triumph painting his skin, and he stares at you like you’ve hung the stars in the sky. “yes ma teyam”

after a few moments of slow rocking, he finally buries himself to the hilt inside of you. he begins to move with more force, gradually picking up the pace until he’s pounding you into the mat of the healing tent. he sinks his teeth into the skin of your neck, leaving indents in your flesh. “you will treat me from now on, yes?” he grunts, eyes beginning to glaze over from the pleasure.

“yes, teyam. i will treat you, promise,” you moan in agreement, bucking your hips into his own.

he grins, bearing his sharp canine teeth. “good. and if you find yourself growing needy while you do so, i can assure you i’ll be more than happy to fuck you until you’re satisfied.” he purrs

you whine at his words, arching your back into his chest, feeling yourself get closer and closer to the edge. it seems the years of suppressed urges are finally boiling over. noticing your change in expression, he quickly finds your clit and begins rubbing fast circles on the bud. “cum for me, ma love. show me how much you want me”

you damn near scream as you cum, vision going white while you ride out your high. spots dancing in front of your eyes as you blink back to reality. once he fully comes back into your view, you can’t help but clench around his cock. the sight of him, covered in blood, pounding into you, with clear desire painted all over his face almost makes you cum again.

“m gonna fill you up, pretty girl.” he growls, his thrusts losing their rhythm as he chases his high. you can do nothing but moan when he reaches it, brutally thrusting a few more times, ensuring all of his cum gets pumped deep inside you, before he collapses on top of you. panting heavily in your ear.

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tunutu: [ˈtu.nu.tu] n. object of desire, crush

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Playmate

Neteyam x omatikayna fem reader (all aged up)

Warnings: cursing, p in v, multiple orgasms, creampie at the end, gamer-girl helping Neteyam with his “set up.”

Synopsis: He needed help with his gaming set-up, and you were willing to lend a helping hand in more ways than one…

You were in the middle of doing your daily chores when it happened…

“Hey, y/n right?” A familiar, deep, sexy voice asked from behind, completely stopping you in your tracks. This couldn’t be, you thought. There was no way.

You placed your basket of laundry on the little table infront of you. Taking a deep breath before turning slowly. A fake, nervous smile plastered on your face as you struggled to maintain eye contact with the tall, dark, handsome man infront of you. He shot you an award winning smile that showed off his pearly white canines. So white you could’ve sworn you saw them glint like the cheesy commercials.

You went to speak, but a small whimper fell from your lips. What an idiot, you thought. Not even being able to form a coherent thought, let alone SPEAK infront of him.

You had a huge crush on Neteyam, this was very true. Your friends knew about it, your siblings knew about it, your father and mother, HIS brother who so happened to be your bestfriend…hell, even NETEYAM knew you had a crush on Neteyam. You were so painfully awkward around him that it made it so obvious.

But Neteyam was unattainable in your eyes. Being the next in line, and the most popular warrior here, you believed that you didn’t stand a chance. He chuckled at your flustered little mewls, before shooting you a lighthearted smile again.

“I just wanted to talk to you about something. Or…ASK you for help with something.” He corrected himself, eyeing your small frame briefly, making sure not to have you whining Infront of him again. He knew even the slightest look would make you nervous, but he couldn’t help it.

He was just a man, after all, and as much as YOU didn’t see how beautiful you were…he sure did. You had the body of a goddess; full breasts, slim waist, wide hips, and long legs. You had beauty that could make a man melt, and he was so hot for you. You always wore those screening glass too. The ones that you wore to play your video games. A lot of the clan members thought it was…different but Neteyam liked it a lot. It reminded him of those fake “school girls” in those porn videos he’d sneak and watch. Never would he tell you that though, you might actually faint.

“Mhm.” You hummed, nodding frantically, wondering what in the world the mighty warrior himself…would need help with…from YOU.

“You and lo’ak always play those video games together at night, right? I hear you through his headset sometimes.” Neteyam asked, taking a step closer. You took a step back quickly, your plump ass backing Into the table with force.

“Mhm.” You hummed again, nodding your head at him. He bit his lip subtly, he couldn’t help it. You turned him on so much without even knowing.

“Use your words when you talk to me.” He commanded playfully, taking another step closer. You whimpered again, trying to back up but quickly noticing that there was nowhere for you to run.

“Yes, sir..I-I mean, Neteyam!” You spoke in your sweet, innocent voice. You mentally face palmed. What the fuck was wrong with you? You thought. He brushed that off, not wanting to make you any more uncomfortable than you already were.

“Well, lo’ak wants me to get into it. But I don’t know where to start, and he’s just no fucking help. Think you can set me up? Maybe I’ll be able to play with you two now.” He smiled genuinely. The question, had you stuck in place. What did Neteyam want with childish games? And why was he so serious about it that he had to come to you?

“Well, there are monitors and PC’s in the lab. That’s where lo’ak got his from. I built my own though. My monitor has really nice graphics too, but I just picked that up from the lab. It really depends on what you’re looking for. Mine has about 46GB’S of ram, but 8 is the sweet spot. I think I can hook you up. You’d have to come with me to carry all of that equipment though…because I can’t. “ you rambled, not even realizing that you haven’t stuttered once.

Neteyam just smiled at you, watching you go on and on about something that you were passionate about. So damn passionate that you forgot about the silly crush you had on him for a moment.

“I-Im not tech savvy like you and lo’ak, so I don’t understand a word you just said.” He chuckled. You a long with him.

“But, let’s meet at the lab tonight, yeah? You can pick the set up out for me, and then we can put it together at my hut.” He asked, nodding his head to get you in agreeance with his plan.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll meet you there tonight.” You spoke confidently. The only thing you were every really confident about was your knowledge with technology.

He nodded happily, reaching his arms out for a hug. And there it was again, the nerves creeping up on you with a quickness. You eyed his chest, all the way down to his chiseled abs….allll the way down to his loincloth. God, he had you in heat just looking at him.

“I promise you…looking at me won’t do much justice.” He teased, curling his fingers in a “come here.” Motion. You whimpered again, you just couldn’t help it. It was like a habit around him.

You walked closer, wrapping your arms around his torso. His skin was warm, yet hard. A mix between a protector and a warrior. His strong arms found there way around your shoulders, wrapping you up in his embrace with a tight squeeze. His scent was crazy, so damn addicting that you didn’t even want to let him go.

“I’ll see you tonight then, right?” He whispered in your ear, swaying you both back and forth. “Yes, Neteyam.” You spoke calmly , a delirious smile plastered across your face as your eyes shut.

You found yourself drawing circles in his lower back before your hands shift up to the back of his arms, caressing them gently. You both pulled away at the same time, a sarcastic grin on your face at this very awkward moment for you.

“Bye, y/n…” he trailed off teasingly before walking away from you. You could see every muscle flexing in his back from his hard steps, his hair swaying back and forth along his shoulders. God, he was so fucking hot.

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The day went on as usual, and you met Neteyam at the lab. You gave him a simple tutorial for things he needed to know about his new set up before you pulled some equipment out for him.

You walked him through the tech room, and picked some stuff out for him, putting them in his arms until he couldn’t see over the huge boxes. It didn’t take long before you two were off to his hut.

Once you got there, you began to put his set up together rather quickly. He just watched you work. He didn’t understand why this was turning him on so much, watching you make complicated tech work for you in the way that you wanted.

About an hour and a half later, you were done. Stepping back to look at you work, Neteyam stood by you, admiring your work as well.

“You like it?” You asked, watching him run his fingertips over the expensive equipment. He was in awe, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

“I-I love it. Thank you, y/n.” He nodded genuinely before catching your gaze with his. You blushed, giggling into your hand.

“Ofcourse, Neteyam.” You smiled, pushing your glasses up with one finger. The act alone making his cock twitch. You were so hot without even fucking trying.

“Wanna show me how to use this stuff before you go?” He asked, taking a seat in his chair, and twirling towards the monitor. You swiftly walked up next to where he was sitting.

Without even knowing, you shifted infront of him to press the “on” button on the chin of the monitor. However, your slender back, and round ass was on full display for him when he sat back and let you take control.

He licked his lips, tilting his head to get a better view. You were putting it out there for him, so why not admire it?

“So , this is the power button. It’s how you turn the monitor on and off.” You explained , not even looking behind you. You grabbed the mouse once the monitor was on.

“I took the liberty of downloading all of the games you need on here already, so you don’t have to worry about that.” You explained, pressing on the first game to open it for him.

He wasn’t even listening, as much as he tried to. He was too focused on your backside, on full

Display for him. He was so tranced that he started to feel drool drip down his chin.

“This is actually my favorite game. Mind if I play with you?” You asked innocently, already beginning the game. The reflection of the computer in your glasses.

“You can play with me all you want.” He spoke, wiping his mouth off. He adjusted his hips, his large hands squeezing the arms of the chair, trying his best to not bring you down on his lap.“Perfectttt.” You sung, already immersed in the game.

You were so oblivious sometimes, you clearly weren’t getting the fucking hint. So he had to take matters into his own hands. He knew you liked him anyway, what’s the worst that could happen?

“You can’t be comfortable…standing up like this. Wanna take a seat?” He asked, simultaneously grabbing your hips and bringing you down onto his lap. He thrusted up softly, groaning at the new found friction.

“Awnn, you’re so sweet! Thanks Teyam.” You smiled, still engulfed in that fucking game. You really couldn’t care less about anything when you were gaming. Didn’t even notice his growing bulge underneath your clothed cunt.

“DAMMIT! Bro get out of the way!” You shouted at the screen, intense keyboard smacking following.

He was growing a bit frustrated. You were paying him no fucking attention, so he decided to turn things up a notch. His large hands shifted up your tiny waist, all the way to your full breasts, squeezing them gently.You gasped, letting the controls go all together. You let out a low moan, looking down at his wandering hands.

“Teyam?” You asked, a small whimper following when he began to roll your clothed nipples in between his fingers.

“I need it, I’m sorry. You’re too damn sexy for me to just let you slip between my fingers without getting a taste. Here, play your game. I’ll be quick, yeah? Don’t need you getting nervous on me.” He explained, sitting up to press the keys so the game could restart for you. You were flustered, but did what you were told.

You found it hard to focus on the game now. Shaky hands finding the mouse and keyboard as you started playing again.

He began to shift his hands back to your waist, using it as leverage to dry hump you. Rocking you back and forth on his rock hard cock while he groaned behind you. His head went back against the chair, getting carried away. He started to thrust up into you, the friction consuming him.

You couldn’t focus now. You were just playing with the keys because he told you too. You began to moan lowly, strategically moving your hips to help with the friction as well.

“Let me fuck you, please. I-I need it.” He groaned, now fully bouncing you on his lap. How could you say no? You wanted it just as bad as him.

“Mhm. Take it, Nete.” You moaned, letting the keys go entirely. You grabbed the arms his chair, grinding into him hard. Driving him up a fucking wall.

“Ohhh, shit.” He moaned, guiding your movements with his large hands. Watching the show infront of him.

He didn’t even have enough time, nor did he have enough patience to fiddle with the strings on his or your loincloth. He haulted your movements for a moment, reaching down to slide his loincloth to the side, just enough for his raging cock to come through the fabric.

You could feel it on your back, it was pulsing and heavy, making you wet just thinking about that going inside of you.

You reached around to your front, standing up alittle to slide yours to the side as well before hovering over his cock, the tip probing at your entrance.

“Need to be in you..s-so so bad.” He groaned, grabbing your hips to slide you down on him slowly. Your pretty mouth falling agape at the stretch while his eyes rolled back.

“Ohhh God.” Neteyam whispered to himself before thrusting up into you one time so that your pelvises were flush with eachother.

The stretch was delightful, to say the least. It was so good that you began to bounce on him without him guiding you. You needed some kind of friction. You were a mess already, moaning with that sweet innocent voice of yours. It made his fucking head spin.

“That’s it, fuck me, juuuust like that, baby.” He chuckled teasingly before his bottom lip found refuge in between his teeth.

With one hand guiding your hips, the other one had your long ponytail in a pitbull lock, wrapping it around his forearm as he began to thrust into you firmly.

“Harder…” you whimpered, grinding on his dick. Using him to get you off. “I hear you, baby. I’m gonna rock your whole fucking world.” He growled, standing up with you still wrapped around his cock.

He pushed you into the table, you immediately pushing the keyboard and monitor to the side to crawl on the table for him. Your knees placed firmly on the wood while your back was arched, opening yourself up to be used like a personal fuck toy.

He twirled the strings of your loincloth around his hand, using it as leverage to fuck you harder like you asked. So hard that his movements alone were rocking the entire hut. “Like that?” He asked, smacking your ass a few times, leaving prominent handprints on the plush flesh.

“Ooo yes! Yes, juuust like that.” You whimpered, your head finding refuge on the table, twisting your upper half to watch him.

A thin layer of sweat was visible on his forehead. He was concentrated, reaaaally concentrated. Watching your ass smack against his pelvis with every rough thrust.

“I-I’ve been dying to fuck you. For s-sooo, so long.” He confessed, tilting his head to watch you fall apart. Those few words making your walls flutter around him. “Yeah?” You moaned, a delirious smile plastered across your face.

“Mhm. Been waiting to make this pretty pussy cream. I know you’re close too. Go ahead, baby. Make daddy’s dreams come true, yeah?” He groaned, heavy pants escaping his chest as he sped up his pace.

“I-Im gonna-“ you began before gulping down your words. You could feel your muscles tense, and your legs shake. This orgasm was going to ruin you, unlike any build-up you’ve ever felt before.

“Don’t be scared, I don’t bite, baby. Let it go for me.” He reassured you, now fucking you nice and slow, leaving that build-up lingering in your lower abdomen.

“I-it’s not normal. This isn’t normal, neteyam!” You panicked, shifting your hand to his abs to hault his movements. Yet, he didn’t oblige. He knew what was happening, and he wanted to see it first hand.

“Hmm. What’s not normal baby? The feeling in your stomach? Like you’re gonna fucking burst at any second , right?” He teased, speeding up again.

“I-Im gonna pee, I think.” You whined, the coil in your stomach seconds away from unraveling. His eyes rolled in pleasure at your sweet, innocent voice.

“You’re not gonna pee. I swear, j-just let go. Pleaseee. I-I need it.” He moaned, angling his hips up to hit your sweet spot aggressively. And that was it…

The coil in your stomach snapped, free flowing out of your tight cunt like a heavy stream. A rippling wave of electricity surging through your body. “Fuuuuuuck.” You cried, actual tears running down your pretty face.

“Ohhh shit. Just like that, baby. Juuust like that. Feels so good.” Neteyam groaned in pleasure, watching your body tremble. Your walls fluttered around him expertly, sending him spiraling.

“I’m gonna cum. G-Gonna fill this pussy up.” He moaned deliriously, pulling you up by your long ponytail. You quickly shifted to where you were standing.

Letting you re-adjust, he began pumping into you while his lips found refuge on your neck. A few wet, sloppy kisses down your jugular led to whimpers in your ear as his peak got closer.

Your hands gripped the edge of the table firmly while he fucked you like an animal. His arm wrapped around your neck, as he continued his attack on your poor cunt.

You were a fucked out mess. Your eyes were red, and puffy. Your cheeks were flushed and stained with tears. And you were on the verge of yet another orgasm as he man handled you like he was taming a wild beast.

“Gonna let me cum in this pussy right? Gonna be a good girl for me? Huh? Say it.” He commanded, fucking Into you harder and harder with each stroke.

“Need your cum, t-teyam. I’ll be a good girl and take it.” You moaned, eyes rolling back as yet another orgasm ripped through your soul. This time, he watched a thin coat of your cream cover his cock with every single thrust, just like he wanted.

“Gooood girl. I-I’m gonna cum for you. Give you what you want, ok?” He whispered in your ear before playfully nibbling at it. A few more lazy strokes and he lost it.

You could feel ropes of seed making it’s way into your empty womb. You both humming in pleasure at the feeling. “Shiiiiiit.” He groaned, thrusting into you one last time, before slowly pulling out of you. You both took a few deep breaths. As he held your hips in place, stopping you from tilting over.

“Well. Now that I got that out of my system. Can you repeat everything you said about this PC for me, pretty girl?” He asked jokingly, a breathily laugh escaping his chest before he kissed you cheek.

What the hell were you gonna do with him?

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