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#BUT I LOVE QUARITCH

truetogaia · 1 year

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no hes literally helping grandpa with his ipad

L: "to open it you have to make a password, what was the name of your first pet?"

Q: "why is that relevant."

L: "and if you wanna get to google, you click-"

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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jake sully + sex pollen hcs~ ⋆｡ﾟ✧｡⋆

been a long time coming this one. ur welcome 🫠

• jake becomes not unlike a wild animal. the only real difference for him, is that unlike a more dominant or greedy lover such as quaritch or ronal, he becomes desperate

• it starts with hot flashes, then the swift lust-tinted gaze that overtakes his field of vision. his tail begins to swish and flick side to side, the little tufts of hair at the tip form a sharp point, alongside his ears; now perked up and swivelling every few moments for any specific noises

• jake's pupils dilate, his mouth falling open, and his chest taking deep, heavy breaths in hopes of slowing his racing heart. but to no avail, as the blood rushing to his engorged veined blue length can't be ceased

• he'll then be onto you. although if, such as this case, the pollen hit during a hunt or while he was out on a patrol, he'd be unable to do more than stay right where he was hit by the soft, flowery pollen

• after the initial widening of his bright green eyes, jake would buckle under this new-found sense of need, hitting the soft grassy ground beneath him almost instantly; his throat almost gasping for breath as his hands roughly palm the green blades, digging fervently into the blueish soil beneath it

• the lusty groans would start, and his hips would begin eagerly humping the lush earth underneath him; his hips gyrating hard and desperate into the ground, forming a new groove within the dirt from where his hardened cock rutted up against it

• unlike the common assumption, when male na'vi become affected by pollen, they become so physically crippled by the swift biological changes that there's no time to go into 'heat' per-se; they don't become aggressive or dominant, but physically desperate and unable to form even a single coherent thought.

• his desire during heat would be to fuck, and best of all fuck you, but being hit by a puff of this rich, almost waxy pollen would create the most enticing mix of shame, disgust and confusion paired with a biological, almost chemical need to breed something

• suddenly anything is enough; the sheer pressure of arousal bulging against his loincloth, erecting his nipples, making his short gasps of hot, thick air turn into pants of erotic desperation only spurring him on in finding that sweet release

• there's no time for jake to mount his ikran, or get up and find his way back home by foot or flight; he needs something, and he needs it now. so here he is, hunched over, grinding and shamelessly thrusting his now fully-uncovered cock into the warm, damp soil

• his face upwards turned, eyebrows scrunched up, fangs bared and tongue darting out, eyes blown wide in both shock and need, his ears arched back in focus; jake's features contorting in a mix of revulsion and pleasure, as he hadn't even chosen this, yet with every fibre of his physical being he had to chase this urge

• thick strings of precum oozed out of his throbbing tip, the bulbous head now easily sliding in and out of the smooth soil beneath the grass; jake's once hitched groans had since become wanton moans and whines, small droplets of sweat dripping from his forehead onto his hands in sheer exertion, as his tail wildly swished from side to side, slapping the ground behind him in uncontrollable sexual excitement

• his eyes had since scrunched up, going glossy from unshed tears of arousal and heat; the pollen had only been a new growth, not even mature in it's size or capacity, yet a single inhale had turned jake's once calm mind into a chaotic mess of the need to sex something

• his hips only bucked harder into the earth, braids and stray hairs cascading around his sensitive ears and broad blue shoulders; the usual slight glow of white dotting along his skin had become a bright fluorescent, illuminating his rough, quick movements in the dusk-lit undergrowth in which he chased his orgasm

• jake's tongue was now fully on display, his ability to control his body lessening as the time passed. snarling as his eyes took in the now mushy, almost gooey blueish earth underneath his cock; his sticky precum almost drowning the surrounding soil; his sounds turning into unintelligible animal chatter, "...unhg...hnhgh... uhhnhgm..g-god, ffuck... mhnhgh..", "...fffu-f-hnuhgh..a-ah, uhhnngh...hungggh...sh-shit..unghhm.."

• his movements sped up, his back curving downwards to better plunge his pulsating length under the damp soil; sheathing his dick inside the almost muddy undergrowth, only to drag it back out, letting long whines and hisses escape his lips at the oversensitivity

• jake's fingernails began to dig into the dirt, legs rhythmically humping the surface as his toned stomach and biceps flexed in equal parts forced effort and erotic anticipation; his knees likely covered in nicks and hands in bruises from the merciless onslaught of heat, compelling his body to seek out his release

• after mere minutes of desperate gyrating and filling the open air with his unabashedly erotic noises, his once little leaks of clear essence had now become long globs and strings of sticky white cum, spurting ream after ream from his red, desperate cockhead

• the damp earth had begun to almost suck him back in, his tip, shaft and swollen, tender balls being caressed and squeezed by the almost sentient soil; coaxing all the hot, thick seed from his throbbing cock into the moist, fertile ground

• after some final gruff and agonising pumps, jake spilled every drop of his sweet, warm semen into the almost burrow-like opening he'd created in the earth; his head bowing down, satiated after the seemingly never-ending heat had finally washed over him

• heaving a sigh, jake rolled over to rest on his back, lying fully spread out, exhausted from the intensity of the hard fuck he'd endured. his now softening cock rested against his thigh, his heartbeat slowing to a steady pulse, eyes slowly growing ever-heavier as he drifted into a deep, restful sleep

+like usual, lmk your thoughts! ;)

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screechingchaoscrusade · 3 months

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Do you think you could draw Spider and Quaritch making fun of each other?

Glad you're back!

It's more of spider getting picked on 😭 ah poor little spider always wasting energy

I'm doing my requests soooooo like I always repeat over and over again requests are always opennb so feel free to just ASK!!! I love doodling them sm I can't get enough of them I NEED MOREEE

#i love them sm i just put them in my pocket #Gonna grab spider and throw him around #colonel miles quaritch #colonel quaritch #avatar #stephen lang #quartich & spider #atwow quaritch #miles quaritch #recom quaritch #spider #avatar spider #atwow fanart #quaritch fanart #avatar fanart #fanart

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tojisun · 10 months

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pretty when i cry

recom miles quaritch x fem na’vi reader x olo’eyktan jake sully

!! smut - minors dni; pwp; threesome (p in v & oral); dacryphilia; size difference; hinted age gap (not really mentioned much because focus is on the size diff); power imbalance; extended foreplay (fingering); purity kink; corruption kink; dumbification; manhandling; slight exhibition kink; daddy kink; breeding kink; creampie; squirting; slight belly bulge; na’vi and english petnames; mean tease jake and quaritch; mutual possessiveness; switching povs // 5.7k words

: i wrote this when i was well-rested from my vacation and it exploded into this behemoth of a smut fic wheww; the fingering went on for too long bc, well, hands <33; i’m changing the format of the bulk of the fic to reduce eye strain; im super nervous posting this but i hope you guys would love it 🥹; title is from pretty when you cry - lana

jake watches, his throat parched, as quaritch (alive and looking too damn well as a na’vi) hefts you onto his lap, manhandling your smaller body so that your legs are spread wide open, giving jake a good view of your leaking cunt. your face is flushed, blue skin turning into a delicious purple, your eyes screwed shut as though by ignoring their hungry gazes, you wouldn’t feel the shame thrumming in your veins.

jake thinks you look so beautiful bathed in your shame – your lust burning at your core.

you’ve always been so tiny – the runt of the clan – but jake hadn’t seen the perks of your constitution, given that he’d been too busy worrying about you. you’ve always been his little doll, his little angel; the one who drove his protective instincts into new heights.

he wanted to keep you safe, yes, but he also wanted to keep you pure. naive. blindly trusting him because jake promised, didn’t he? he promised that he’d always protect and guide you? and jake had watched the way you melted in his arms, nodding at him softly, watching him with reverence as though the weight of his words exceeded that of eywa’s.

then quaritch swooped in, with his sharp fangs and sharper words, and then jake was losing you to him. because while jake desired your innocence, quaritch lusted for your corruption. and quaritch is too good at corrupting.

(“well, there’s no rule that says we can’t share her, corporal.”

jake’s fury evaporated, the clawing possessiveness that had him in a bind loosened up as his ears twitched at hearing quaritch’s drawled out words. the motherfucker smirked, slanted eyes curving in amusement at jake’s sudden interest.

“oh, so now we listenin’ to lil ol’ me, huh?”

jake’s tail snapped behind him, the limb whipping in agitation. quaritch just rolled his eyes at jake’s reaction, sighing through his nose as he leaned back to his seat, looking far too calm as though he and jake weren’t just arguing, almost fighting, over who gets to claim you.

any other day, jake would realize that he was acting just as selfishly as quaritch was; that despite all his bravado and promises of being the better man for you, he had only ended up following the colonel’s footsteps. but for now, jake didn’t care. not when whatever quaritch was offering seemed too good to reject.

quaritch huffed at jake’s silence, choosing to use it as a hint to keep on talking. “it’s not like we got any other choice, sully. for whatever fucked up reason, my girl wants you just as much, and i’m willin’ to share because, well.”

‘because i love her’ went unsaid but both jake and quaritch knew the words that he kept to himself.

jake swallowed the lump lodged in his throat, blinking his eyes to bat away the choking feeling of his possessiveness, chasing away the last remnants of his hesitancy as he hissed, “she’s my girl too, quaritch.”

it was as good as a crystal agreement and quaritch laughed, loud and booming.

“well, alright then.”)

it was natural to let quaritch take the lead and to have him do the talking. jake held your hand throughout, his thumb rubbing along the ridges of your knuckles as quaritch talked about soulmates and compatibility, things that jake knew the other man barely believed in, and ending his tirade with a “you’d love us equally, won’t you, princess?”

your eyes were wide as you listened to him talk, and jake almost cooed at how cute you looked with your lips parted open and your tail swishing behind you excitedly, but before he could do so, you ripped your hand from his hold and jumped right into quaritch’s arms.

jake had to admit, seeing you dwarfed by quaritch’s bigger and bulkier form stirred something in him.

and, apparently, it did something to quaritch too, seeing as there you are, sat on the colonel’s lap, squealing as he fucks two of his fingers into your sopping cunt.

jake is unable to hold in his ragged groans as he hears the wet sound made by a particularly hard thrust, your juices leaking past thick fingers. he doesn’t know when he stopped feeling jealous that it wasn’t him who was fucking your pussy, and started to feel unabashed excitement at seeing you fall apart because of someone else’s doing.

he palms his hard cock through his tewng just in time to hear you keen, your back arched in that delicious way that always renders jake speechless. the beads of your braids click together when you begin to shake your head, raising your hand to wrap it around quaritch’s wrist.

“my’lus, close! ‘m close!”

jake laughs at hearing the butchered name of the colonel coming from those beautiful lips of yours that he loves to kiss so much before he flicks his eyes up to meet quaritch’s glare, the heat behind it absolutely cooled down seeing as he cradled the love of jake’s life – the very person that quaritch loves above all.

“don’t you tease my cupcake, sully. if she calls me ‘my’lus’, i am ‘my’lus’, aren’t i, princess?” he coos at you, as though his fingers aren’t digging into your cunt and rubbing along your heated walls, crooking them just right as his thumb flicks at your hardened nub.

all you could do was whimper, batting those pretty lashes up at quaritch as though your tears could soften the man into giving you what you needed. quaritch just grins, winking, and you let out a pathetic little sniffle that peters off into a choked moan when he just thrusts his fingers into your cunt again.

jake shucks off his tewng, impatiently chucking the cloth to the side before closing his fist around his pulsing cock. he grunts at the warm pleasure that erupted from finally touching his sensitive length, tightening his fist along the flushed head as he begins rubbing his thumb across the leaking slit, causing shivers to rack his body.

he doesn’t realize that he’s closed his eyes until he physically has to peel them open, needing to see you be stuffed by quaritch. expecting to only see the way your eyes would roll back to your skull, overwhelmed by the teasing fingers taking you apart, electrical euphoria seizes him when he meets your teary gaze instead.

miles’ other hand cupped your jaw, forcing you to prop your head up and watch as jake fucked his fist, his eyes screwed shut in pleasure.

“see him, darlin’? y’see how frantic you made him?” miles’ voice rumbles in your ear, his lips ghosting along the side of your face. he stops his fingers, uncaring of your needy whines, and you realize, amidst tears and hiccupped gasps, that he is waiting for you to reply. so you clamp down on your breathy whimpers, keeping your focus on jake, before giving miles a soft nod.

your eyes trail over jake, taking him in. his locs are out of his hair tie, the strands falling to frame his face, giving shadows over his usually-soft features, making them look much sharper than what you’re used to. his lips are pulled back in a snarl, his fangs nipping at them as he loses himself to his thoughts. his arms are flexed, bulging muscles rippling with his every move, and his belly is flexed, making way to show off the abs hidden underneath the slight swell of his stomach.

“y’know what got him actin’ all desperate?” miles’ voice is teasing, like he knows something you don’t. you shake your head, humming in question, breathless as miles begins to spread his fingers again, grunting in delight when your tight walls clamped down on them.

“he’s thinkin’ about you, sweet girl. he’s thinkin’ about fuckin’ you the way i do.” miles presses a soft kiss on the shell of your ear as he says this, slowly dragging his fingers out of your heat, pulling moans from your kissed-swollen lips and silencing your heady mind.

it takes a while before the weight of his words sink in, and when they do, you gasp, jolting from miles’ lap with the crashing need to touch jake. to feel him.

you want jake. you want him to press close; to engulf you with his warmth and spear his leaking cock into your cunt. you want his kisses. his mating. his everything. eywa, why is he sitting so far away? why isn’t he touching you right now?

miles chuckles at seeing you pout, dragging his lips across your cheek, but you don’t pay him any mind as your attention is pulled into watching jake’s eyes flutter open, only to hear your heart stutter at seeing what were once pools of vibrant ambers transformed into thin rings of gold.

all because he desires you.

“jesus,” miles growls, bumping his forehead into the back of your shoulder. “goddamn, love. you just clenched on my fingers there.” his fangs nip your skin, and you feel the vibrations of his hums reverberating from where his lips are pressed.

you couldn’t stop the shiver that raced down your body when jake’s eyes snap to your cunt at miles’ words, his gaze zoning in on the way miles is cupping your pussy. you watch the way he studies miles’ palm rubbing against your tiny nub, the other man’s teasing touches turning into something more desperate as though the tight squeeze of your walls on his fingers are translating into a more direct pleasure for him. as though miles could already feel how your cunt would hug his thick cock.

you squirm on his lap, new bouts of tears trickling from the corners of your eyes when miles pulls his fingers out only to slam them back in you again, your back arching from his chest at the familiar numbing ecstasy that miles has delightfully taken to extinguishing just moments before you could tip over into your sweet orgasm. your lips fall for a silent scream, your ears ringing with static.

loppy and delirious from your increasing euphoria, you reach out for jake, wordlessly begging him to come and finally touch you.

jake doesn’t need to be prompted twice.

he clambers to the spot just in front of you, trying to ignore quaritch altogether. but it is futile, especially when all jake can focus on is the consistent wap-wap-wap of the colonel’s thick fingers fucking you oh so deliciously.

you are wailing, dazed and drunk off of your arousal. jake bets that you don’t even know the way you are clawing at quaritch’s RDA-issued shirt, your blunt fingernails catching onto the cloth and causing runs into the fabric.

jake slots himself perfectly into the space between your parted legs and he takes the time to appreciate your toned thighs, dragging his eyes over the expanse of your skin that is shimmering with a thin sheen of sweat. his eyes stay frozen at your debauched cunt, your folds swollen from how much it’s been played with. the results of quaritch’s drawled out edging continue to trickle from your heat, dampening your inner thighs and creating a wet spot in the sheets. jake chuckles at the mess you’ve made before trailing his gaze over your tanhi, running his eyes from your belly, spasming with every ragged breath, to your perky tits.

you’ve been stripped to full nudity, your necklace-top and your tewng had been ripped apart by quaritch’s impatient hands. jake remembers hissing at him, growling from the base of his throat because those had been one of the many gifts jake made for you. quaritch laughed and said, “all the more reason to tear ‘em up.”

despite his initial anger, jake can’t say that he doesn’t understand the eagerness lining quaritch’s actions. they’ve both wanted to touch you for so long now, dancing around like idiots as they courted for your hand, only to end up in this tangled mess.

but what a sight you make, he thinks.

“look at you, paskalin,” jake whispers, his voice a gunshot amidst the melody of nothing but your sweet moans.

your head snaps up to meet his gaze and jake coos when your teary eyes can barely hold the stare, too distracted by the continuous edging of quaritch’s fingers. jake cups your jaw, rubbing soothing nothings on the skin just underneath your lashes and wiping away the tears drenching your cheeks.

“y’r so beautiful,” he continues, folding himself before you to duck his head until you two are lips-to-lips. then, he presses them against yours, holding the chaste kiss, before pulling back just enough that your noses are bumping together.

jake can feel your stuttering breaths against his mouth and he can’t stop the adoring smile that tugs up at his lips. “y’ve got us into a tizzy, sweetheart.”

“teezi?” you ask, struggling with the accent, and only then does jake realize that you’re no longer mewling.

jake dips his head down, curious, and is delighted to see your cunt finally free. he purrs at the sight of your hardened nub, nestled atop your puffy folds. he notes the way quaritch’s hands are holding your thighs apart, spreading you all for jake to gawk at.

“oh, baby girl,” he croons, desire slamming into him. “y’r cunt’s all messy.” he swipes a finger over the slit of your pussy, chuckling when he hears your breath hitching at the teasing touch.

“ma’jake,” you whine, looping your arms around his neck, pulling him close, nuzzling your cheek on his neck. jake hums in faux curiosity, as though he doesn’t have a single clue about what he does to you.

still, he bucks close, his hands wrapping around your itty-bitty waist – not minding the fact that by doing so, he can feel quaritch’s abdomen pressed to your back – to drag you closer to him. you easily follow, falling to your knees and eagerly crawling to him.

jake chuckles at quaritch’s huff, his smile easing off when the colonel appeases himself by twirling your tail around his hand, gently tugging, coaxing more whines from your sore throat.

“that’s right, baby cheeks,” quaritch murmurs fondly, before he bends over to nip at the tufts of your tail, knowing just how sensitive you are there. he’s rewarded with a drawled out keen, your pretty lashes batting together as you twist to turn to quaritch. your back arches beautifully as you do this, and jake’s hold on your waist gathers strength, unable to help himself

jake rubs at your waist to calm you down, rumbling quiet shushing noises and shooting quaritch a glare. “my turn, colonel. lemme make my baby feel good.”

quaritch huffs, still holding onto your tail, but he pulls back, giving space for jake to move. jake takes it greedily, sliding his hands down to hold your hips, pulling you to his lap. his lips meet yours right away, devouring your surprised squeak.

he feels your hands grip his shoulders, breathy trills of your happy sighs being engulfed by his rumbling grunts, and jake couldn’t stop himself from thrusting his cock along the folds of your soaked heat. the touch sends you buckling on his lap, your lips leaving his as your head falls back for a muted gasp. jake snarls when he sees your pretty neck, and buries his fangs into your skin, nipping. marking.

mine, he thinks. my pretty mate.

“ma’jake!” you moan as you fist his locs, your hips rolling over his cock. “ma’jake, plea- my’lus, nooo.”

the sob catches jake’s attention, his curiosity bleeding past his arousal, and he looks up, thrill running down his spine when he sees the way quaritch’s hands are planted on your pretty tits, his big hands dwarfing the mounds, while his fingers tweak at your hardened nipples. quaritch’s face is pressed on the back of your head, and jake strains his ears when he sees the other man’s lips moving.

“s’right, cupcake,” is what jake hears first. “we’re gon’ fill up that tiny cunt of y’rs an’ make y’feel the stretch. we’re gon’ take turns stuffin’ you whole until y’r pussy can’t forget our shapes.”

jake startles at your whimper, the sound ricocheting within the small space between you two. he tears his eyes away from quaritch – fuming when he realized that he had been swayed by the colonel’s words, his own tail wagging behind him like a goddamn dog in heat, drunk off of his promises – and turns to you.

your wet eyes blink down at him although he knows that you’re not really seeing him, not when your head has you tumbling images of what he and quaritch want to do with you. still, it has jake cooing as he bucks his hips up, purposefully grinding his hard cock along your weeping cunt again.

“that’s right, yawne,” jake murmurs, his voice heady and rugged.

“gon stuff this full,” he dips you down to his cock when he murmurs this. he snarls when you nod, soft giggles creeping from your lips when you notice the desperation in jake’s voice.

“y’love that, princess?” quaritch asks, covering your back with his bulk again, his greedy hands coming up to press your tits together, making the two of them salaciously hum at the cleavage your tits made.

you nod, sighing, nuzzling your head back onto quaritch’s chest.

jake clicks his tongue. “use y’r words, paskalin.”

“yes, please,” you finally utter, and jake’s heart thuds in his chest at hearing how ruined you sound.

“there’s my girl,” quaritch drawls out, sounding just as intoxicated as jake feels.

miles diligently holds your legs open, watching with bated breath as jake gently slides his cock into your wet cunt. he can feel your heaving chest as you continue to watch jake claim your tight pussy for the very first time, noting the way your breath hitches at the possible sting, and miles distracts you with the teasing touches he glides across your dewy skin.

“shh, princess,” miles whispers, nipping the shell of your ear. “didn’t i promise that i’ve got you?”

you nod, a broken little thing, and miles feels pity rise amidst the curl of arousal burning underneath his skin.

he shoots jake a glare. “damn it, corporal. fuckin’ take it easy.”

jake snaps his golden eyes up at him – the eyes of a predator, miles thinks – growling, and miles raises a brow at the incredulity of jake’s sudden possessiveness. rearing his head back, he lets out a responding hiss, letting go of your perky tits to wrap his arms completely around your chest.

there is a pregnant pause, the two of them posturing against each other, before a quiet action draws their attention back to you.

your head is tilted to the side, bearing your neck, and from his angle, miles no longer has a view of your pretty face. that’s quite alright, he thinks, feeling his cock jump from his trousers.

miles doesn’t know much about the na’vi. not their customs or their culture, and he just holds enough knowledge of their language because he loves talking to you. but this? he doesn’t even have to glance at jake to ask what you’re doing. he knows what it is.

you’re fucking presenting to them.

“oh, ma’paskalin,” is all jake says, his voice thick with emotions, before he’s sinking his cock into you all the way. miles growls in appreciation when your back arches, your head falling to his chest as you moan, your eyes rolling back to your skull.

miles lets go of your sides, a hand coming up to cup your jaw as he tips your head further down until he can kiss you. you are too overwhelmed with pleasure to kiss back, but miles doesn’t mind, choosing to suck on your bottom lip instead until it is slick and swollen.

you claw at his neck, broken hiccups being swallowed by miles’ hungry mouth, before he groans at feeling your small body getting jostled. the action is followed by distinct slapping noises and jake’s grunted moans.

miles breaks the kiss and he is instantly gifted with the sweet cries spilling from your lips.

“my’lus!” you squeal, outright sobbing in his arms, and miles roars out a laugh.

jake snarls before you get tugged out of miles’ hold, landing directly on top of jake’s cock, making the whole length of it sink into you.

“my goddamn name,” jake growls, grasping at your hips to bounce you on top of him. “say my name, yawne. i’m the one fuckin’ you.”

miles takes delight in your cock-drunk self, too uninhibited to respect jake’s demands. jake snarls again as he fucks up into your cunt, your leaking slick making the slaps of your skins reverberate wetly.

miles feels himself shiver at the messiness of it all. it’s his turn to watch you get fucked into oblivion by another man, and miles thought that he’d be put off by seeing someone else mating you, but he can’t help but love the sight that you and jake make.

miles strips his shirt and throws it behind him, mentally noting that if it’s clean enough, then he’d want you to wear it. ever since jake mentioned that whatever you’ve been wearing was made by himself, miles began wanting to see you in something of his own possession too.

he unzips his pants, not having any more effort to stand up and strip it off himself completely, before pulling his cock out. he turns to the two of you again, ready to use you both as spank bank material, only to see how jake’s turned into a pure fucking animal.

the olo’eyktan is snapping his teeth at whatever expanse of your skin is presented to him, digging his fangs and marking you for himself. his hands had fallen from your hips and found purchase on your beautiful ass, where he’s got fists full of your flesh while he uses you as his personal cocksleeve, slamming you down onto his cock and then lifting you up until all that’s left is his head, before repeating the delicious process all over again.

miles has to grip his cock to stop himself from cumming when he sees the way jake’s fingers are dimpling your skin, not wanting to waste a single drop of his seed outside of your cunt. he’ll bury all of his seed in you, he promises, quietly moaning to himself.

quaritch is so lost in trying to stop himself from tipping over the edge that he doesn’t notice the way jake manhandles you so that you’re now facing quaritch. jake’s arm is snug around your waist, his other hand circling your neck, as he waits until quaritch’s attention is back on you two.

jake watches the moment quaritch gets a hold of himself, the other man’s chest heaving due to his ragged breaths, before golden eyes snap open to zone in on you.

jake doesn’t even care that quaritch ignored him completely, not when jake knows the sight that you must make: stuffed with his cock, your legs trembling as you hold them apart for your audience to show off your puffy pussy that is currently stretched in an obscene way. jake knows how your face must be wet with fresh tears or the way your lips are swollen from being devoured by the two of them, or how your pretty little tits are perky and flushed, much like the soft curve of your neck that is littered with hickeys.

“jake, more! more, please! i want more!” you beg oh so sinfully, sniffling when jake just ruts his cock into your pussy instead of giving you what you want.

jake clicks his tongue as he tightens his hand around your neck, not really hurting but putting enough pressure to render you speechless. he hums at your silence before turning to quaritch again.

“look how beautiful she is,” jake says, his voice full of pride. “my syulang’s takin’ me so well, isn’t she?”

quaritch nods, and jake notes how his eyes aren’t meeting his nor are they meeting yours. he follows quaritch’s gaze, turning his head to study your body, roving his gaze across the expanse of your beautiful self, before finally stopping at the skin just below your belly.

fucking hell.

“her pussy’s snug, ain’t it?” quaritch asks, rhetorical and sounding too far away like he doesn’t actually give a shit about holding the conversation.

jake can’t blame him. if he wasn’t the one tasting you, he’d be just as drunk at the image you paint. his hand leaves your waist to slide down your belly, before stopping directly on the taut skin of your womb.

“look how far she’s takin’ me, quaritch,” jake whispers reverently, before he presses his lips on your shoulder. “she got me nestled all the way here.”

jake taps the bulge that’s formed in your belly, and quaritch chokes on his words, unable to stop himself any longer. his fist rocks down his cock again, trying to alleviate the itch pooling in the pit of his stomach.

you hiccup, lifting your lither hand to rest on top of jake’s and jake croons, softly nuzzling his cheek on your shoulder. his touch is tender, like he’s not moulding your cunt to remember his shape.

“m-ma’jake,” you stutter, your legs squeezing close when jake rocks into you again. “i want-” a sob breaks your words. “ma’muntxatan, please, i want more.”

quaritch growls, creeping closer upon hearing your words. “he ain’t your only mate, princess.”

miles pinches your chin and you blink up at him with a soft sniffle. he taps your lips, remaining quiet, and you want to call for him and beg him to touch you. but all thoughts fly away when jake lifts you up just enough that the slow drag of his cock is torturous, your walls spasming around his length as though trying to stop him from sliding out.

you grip miles’ wrist, using him to tether yourself, and as you do so, you almost miss his words.

“come on, baby,” miles murmurs, his hand leaving your chin to scruff you by your nape. “open y’r mouth for daddy, yeah?”

you purr at the familiar nickname that falls from his lips, the very same one that danced on your tongue, in the privacy of your hut, when you’ve learnt what it meant for the tawtute.

“fuck, quaritch,” jake murmurs from behind you. “she jus’ squeezed me.”

miles laughs. “is that right, sweetheart?” you feel him pushing you to your elbows, gentle as jake continues to hump at your pussy. “you wanna call me ‘daddy’?”

you lick the back of your teeth, going shy all of a sudden, but jake’s hand rubs soothing nothings on your back, as though coaxing you to murmur your agreement.

“yes, daddy,” you readily say, peering up at quaritch through your lashes. you clear your throat, parting your lips only to gasp when you feel jake’s cock slide out of you completely.

“ma’jake, no!” you cry, twisting, but his hands on your back stop you.

“jus’ a temporary change, baby girl,” jake reassures, chuckling to himself softly.

miles takes over, grasping your flushed cheeks with his big hands and urging you to turn to him. you gasp when you are faced with his thick cock, your throat going dry at the size of it.

“remember when i told you we’d stuff you full, sweetheart?” he asks, grunting when the soft puffs of your breath tickle his sensitive length.

you nod, humming, not breaking your stare at his beautiful cock.

“well, would you open y’r pretty mouth for daddy?” miles presses his cock to your lips as he asks this, the leaking head tainting your swollen lips with his tangy taste.

you can’t help the way your tongue juts out and swipes at the sensitive flesh, your arms wobbling when the taste of miles explodes on your tongue. you don’t utter anything anymore as you part your lips as wide as you can before wrapping them around the head of miles’ cock. it is thick and heavy, but you are resolute to tasting it all.

“gentle with your fangs, princess,” miles murmurs, and you hum around a mouthful, relaying to him that you’ve heard him well. the action has him fisting at your braids, hisses spilling from his curled lips.

“motherfucker!”

you pause, nervous, but miles doesn’t sound angry so you return to swallowing as much as you can. as you do so, you feel jake’s hand spreading your folds apart with his cool fingers, sending jolts of pleasure dancing across your skin.

you try to lift your head up from miles’ cock but find yourself unable to as miles holds your head in place, his grunts ramping up in volume.

in contrast, jake is quiet as he lines up his cock before the entrance of your cunt again. this time, the slide isn’t slow as jake slams all the way in.

you moan around miles’ cock, seeing your vision blurring at the explosive pleasure that overtakes all of your sensitive cores. miles curses from somewhere in front of you before more of his cock slides into your mouth, the head of it bumping the back of your throat.

your arms go weak and you almost collapse, had it not been for jake pulling you to his chest, his face burrowed on the crook of your neck. he snaps his hips forward, bucking, and it makes miles’ cock slide further down your throat.

you are delirious from the pleasure, your lungs constricting from the overpowering mating capabilities of your two mates. distantly, you feel drool sliding past your stretched lips, as well as the stinging of your ass as jake’s pelvis continues to slap it with the force of his thrusts.

“y’r takin’ me so well, paskalin,” jake croons, his lips roving over your marked neck. “my sweet girl, y’r pussy’s made f’r me, isn’t it?”

you mewl, trying your best to tell jake that yes, you’re his. you’re theirs. but the garbling sound makes miles buck forward, fully burying himself down your throat. before you can get used to his size, he is sliding his cock out, leaving just the head of it grazing your lips, and you blink your teary eyes at him, not knowing what it is that you want miles to do.

miles grins, something that spells danger, and then he is fucking his cock back into your throat. you squeal, not expecting miles’ sudden move or the way that jake thrusted his cock back in your pussy at the same time that miles did.

you go blind for a second, and you feel a spray coming from your heat, drenching your and jake’s thighs. you do not know what the word for it is – you feel yourself coming down from something akin to a high – but both jake and miles moan at the sight of your leaking cunt, rendering them into a frenzy.

“fuckin’ knew y’r a squirter, sweetheart,” miles growls, his ragged voice slicing through the white noise in your head. “i’d want that on my tongue, next time.”

jake groans, the sound pressed onto your shoulder blades. “she’d look so good sittin’ on our faces,” he says. “she’ll cry so prettily but she won’t leave because my baby girl’s a fuckin’ slut, aren’t you, love?”

you can’t reply, too dizzy with the overlapping scent of jake and miles, the two of them complimenting each other. miles grunts in agreement with whatever jake muttered.

“she’s gon’ beg so prettily – battin’ those pretty lashes, callin’ me ‘daddy’,” quaritch smirks.

jake howls, his hips stuttering as he buries himself all the way in your cunt, making your belly bulge once again. you sob at the feeling of being stuffed to the brim, your walls clinging onto his length, still so unused to it even after all his teasing.

“gon’ breed you now, yawne,” jake murmurs, his words slurring like he’s drunk. “gon’ bury my seed in you. you want that, won’t you, my love?”

jake isn’t even done talking when miles pipes in, his thumbs rubbing soothing nothings along your cheekbones. “swallow carefully, princess. daddy doesn’t wanna see you choke.”

then, he stuffs your throat with his cock, the rough fabric of his cargo rubbing against your chin. you whine when it becomes too difficult to breathe and miles murmurs his apologies, sliding out just enough until you are not smothered.

explosions of heavy warmth fill you up and you squeal, not expecting the gushing warmth that settles in your belly. jake croons at you throughout, murmuring how good you are taking them, how beautiful you would look swollen with their seed. miles remains quiet, choosing instead to watch as you carefully swallow his seed just as he instructed.

he boops your nose when the last of it is gone.

miles is the first one to pull out, his cock leaving your lips with a distinct ‘pop’. you cringe at the tangy taste remaining on your tongue and miles just huffs, swiping at your bottom lip before he’s pulling you up from your elbows and propping you on your knees.

jake hisses at the sudden move, but with nothing else to pump out, he pulls his spent cock out of you too. you whimper at the oversensitivity it caused and jake murmurs his apologies, pressing his front to your sweaty back, as though he is trying to meld himself to you.

feeling empty, you collapse in miles’ arms, exhaustion hitting you with its full force. miles hums, pushing your braids away from your sweaty face in his attempts at grooming you clean. jake takes the spot behind you again, careful with your sensitive backside and your limp tail.

there is silence as you catch your breath, trying to ignore the feeling of jake’s seed slowly seeping out of your heat. miles settles on your other side, pulling your head so that it is pillowed by his arms. you smile at him in gratitude, unable to use your throat.

it takes a quiet moment until miles murmurs, “lemme taste y’r cunt next, princess.”

#suns.f #jake sully x reader #miles quaritch x reader #jake sully x reader smut #recom miles quaritch smut #atwow smut #jake sully x na'vi reader #jake sully x you #miles quaritch x you #jake sully smut #dilf jake sully #quaritch smut #suns #on my knees hoping that you guys would love this #i was honestly so excited writing it but i fear it wont slay bc im on vacation high fr

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anchoeritic · 1 year

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hi hi!!

thinking abt stepdad!jake secretly watching reader masturbate, and hearing his name roll off their tongue over and over, and he can't help but help his baby <3

(ps. your works are amazing, please never stop writing xoxo)

stepdad!jake peeking around the corner like a freak, gripping at his hard-on at the sight of your body in all its glory; legs spread wide open with a hand slipped in between, fingering yourself. heavy breaths are leaving his lips as he hears your moans grow louder, the only incoherent saying he could somewhat make out was his name.

“daddy, please,” your fingers circle your clit in figure 8s, completely drowned in your own world. “jake, need more.” he never expected you to ever have such dirty fantasies, especially about him. this had been a scene straight from his dreams. “jake, jake!”

licking his lips, his hand squeezes on the base of his cock, getting off to the sound of your moans. the way his name rolled off your tongue was venomous, shit had him hooked. “wish you weren’t with my ma,” you mumble, “wanna have your cock all to myself.”

god, he wish he could hear that again. if leaving her meant he could fuck you every minute of everyday, he wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. “always want you to touch me.”

“coulda just asked nicely, honey.” walking out from the void, he makes his way towards your sprawled out, taking in the sight in front of him. you were too shocked to speak, speechless. “i-i— jake, what?”

“don’t play stupid,” he stares directly at your wet core, the scent of your arousal filling up his nostrils. “if i knew you needed some help, i would’ve came right out, baby.” leaning in close, his finger dragged down your inner thigh, stopping right before your pussy. “do you need help, sweetheart?”

“mhmm..” you nod your head slowly, spreading your legs wider for him. unhappy with your answer, he only shakes his head, laying a soft slap to your cunt. a yelp escapes from you as he gives you another gentle slap, your clit getting all the attention. “what do you say when you need something, baby?” “please.”

#ALSO I LOVE YOU THANK YOU BABY YOURE SOS WEET #tw stepcest #જ⁀➴ mail: received #tw dark content #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #jake sully #stepdad!jake #colonel quaritch smut #avatar smut #avatar the way of water #avatar 2009 #avatar way of water

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detective-twinkachu · 11 months

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Au that Max and Norm totes hide who Spider's bio dad is. Like Max and Norm gets this mysterious abandoned baby's DNA test and it turns out he is the son of Colonel Quaritch and a pilot named Paz Socorro. Of course Norm is in complete disbelief, no way a murderer like Quaritch could produce an offspring like this cute kid???

Norm: Run the test again.

Max: I ran them three times!

Norm: No! How can that asshole make this!

(Que an adorable baby Spider cooing at Norm)

Norm knows as soon as Neytiri or any Navi, forget the humans that would hold a grudge against Quaritch, find out about Spider's parentage, this kids life is going to be hell. So both men decide to... not tell anyone who Spider's dad is. The kid looks nothing like Quaritch and takes mostly after his mother, with the big brown eyes and curly hair, except where the mother is brunette, the son is blonde. It takes Norm three hours later to find a semblance of a birth certificate in the rooms the baby was found, in a shoe box under the bed. The paper brings a smile to Norm's face.

Javier Socorro

Born:2154 Pandora

Mother: Pasquella Marie Socorro

Father: N/A

Convenient. Most likely the jackass didn't want to be linked to the only woman who broke the rules of having a child on Pandora or Socorro knew Quaritch's enemies would come after the baby.

Norm and Max decide to erase all evidence of Quaritch from Javi's, Norm's name for the baby, life. The humans that were involved with the conception or birth of Javi are no longer on Pandora, so there is nobody to reveal his parentage. So it's easy for Norm to hit delete on everything about Spider.

Max: We tell absolutely no one of Javi's bio dad, got it? Take it to the grave.

Norm:Bet.

Mo'at, spying from the spirit tree: Bet

Eywa, herself: Bet.

Next with Jake and everyone else. It's not that Max and Norm do not tell Jake of the existence of a human baby on Pandora but just 'forget'.

It's not until Jake comes with a pregnant Neytiri on an unannounced visit, Max and Norm doing work with a white bassinet between them. Both him and Norm freeze when the two Na'vi spot the bassinet and immediately Neytiri is looking at it in alarm. Jake is the one who draws closer, stepping in front of Neytiri. This prompts Norm to hurriedly give an explanation of the presence of a human baby on Pandora, who his parents are (Paz Socorro and an aviation tech Norm knows is dead), and why they can't send the baby to earth. The kid won't survive the journey. Most likely, the kid will die in cryo-sleep. Jake asks more questions about the baby while Neytiri is staring at the baby for so long it puts Max on edge. Finally, the two Na'vi leave and the two scientists believe they are home free.

Until the next day, Jake and Neytiri are back with Jake wanting to hold Javi! Jokes that it's good practice for when the baby comes, even though Baby Spider can fit in the palm of Jake's hand, Neytiri herself just comments how small the child is. The two stay for four hours and both scientists are sweating buckets.

It gets better (or worst depending who you ask) when Neytiri becomes smitten with baby Spider!

Then suddenly Mo'at appears at Hell's Gate like.

Which almost gives Norm another aneurysm until Mo'at's like "chill bro, now give it here."

So in conclusion before I go on a long plot, Spider is given a better lease on life thanks to Norm and Max hiding Quaritch's identity from everyone. Yes, Spider would get slack for being a human but at least it isn't a 'sins of the father' type of hatred but just the mistrust of humans. Max and Norm at first are gonna raise Spider but then Jake and Neytiri fall in love with Spider and want to adopt him.

Jake and Neytiri:

Max and Norm:

#dumb thought but i love it #sorry quaritch lovers....#spider socorro #avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar spider #but not sorry..#avatar 2 #max patel #norm spellman #jake sully #neytiri #grandma mo'at vibes #mo'at

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kayimx · 1 year

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One ass slap a day, keeps the horny away.

It literally has such a good shape like it's PERFECTLY round, thick and it literally asks you to bite into it

If I had a dick I'd fuck him doggy style to get a sight of that ass the entire time

#atwow #miles quaritch #avatar the way of water #atwow quaritch #recom quaritch #I love me some fat ass on men

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kaspavanlortsyal · 5 months

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Let It Be Enough - 1 Year Anniversary

"You will always be enough."

This beautiful art was commissioned from the incredibly talented Elle Noir (twitter/instagram/deviantart)! Thank you, Elle, for bringing this beautiful moment in their story to life.

This time last year, I posted the first chapter of Let It Be Enough on AO3. The butterfly effect of my simple desire to share my silly little story is unbelievable. In one year it garnered over 50k hits on AO3, and that isn't even the coolest part. I made lifelong friends, found a community of wonderful writers, and fell in love. I reflect upon 2023 and bear witness to the power of storytelling. I never thought that I'd still be writing fanfiction about Petra and Miles a year later in the form of my Fairytale AU, The Memory of Stars, and yet here I am.

The world of Avatar is magnificent. It gives me hope that the highest grossing movie of all time is an allegory about colonialism. It emphasizes the importance and beauty of our connection to the Earth (or in the case of the Na’vi, Pandora), and condemns corporate greed. I sincerely love Avatar, not just because of the nostalgia, but because of how bold it is in its storytelling.

Stories are the backbone of society. For all of human history, we have told each other stories. Stories shape our worldview and helps us convey emotions and ideas. Every person finds their own truth in the shape of words.

James Cameron is a fantastic storyteller. However, he is also a white man, and some stories are not his to tell. Many aspects of the Na’vi are drawn from real world indigenous cultures. I understand that he consulted various groups in his development of the Na’vi, but if you enjoy Avatar, I strongly encourage you to seek out own voices stories as well. Our world is troubled and complicated, but I truly believe that it gets better each time someone opens their mind to traditional indigenous knowledge. That gives me hope more than anything: the will to listen.

One of my favourite books: Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer (If you're a fan of audiobooks, Robin reads the audiobook herself and it’s incredible. I highly highly recommend picking this up, especially if you like plants.)

Also, if you are playing Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora, please dedicate time to researching Residential Schools and their dark legacy in North America. You will better understand the real world inspiration of the Ambassador Program, but more importantly, you will be offering a listening ear to the important stories of survivors. Feel free to add more book suggestions to the comments as well!

Thank you for being here.

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adoreeenina · 2 months

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I Loved Her First

Relationships: (Recom! Miles Quaritch x Avatar! Reader) (Past! Human! Lyle Wainfleet x Human! Reader)

Series Summary: The day Quaritch first saw you, he knew you belonged to him, but then HE came along and took you away. He thought he would have to live the rest of his life on what could’ve been.

What if he got another chance? Another chance to be with you?

Warning: Explicit sexual conduct. Youngerwoman/olderman. Age gap. Pining. Trauma. Self harm. PTSD. depression, anxiety, fighting, profanity, physical assault, Body issues, mention of past cheating, romantic/sexual tension, insecurities. Falling in love. Redemption arc. Canon deaths (but not really). Romance. Smut. Jealousy. Mention of suicide. Love in first sight. Feelings being revealed. Reader adopted Spider and Kiri. Spider and Kiri are adopted siblings

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#miles quaritch x reader #recom quaritch x reader #recom miles quaritch x reader #recom miles quaritch #avatar miles quaritch #lyle wainfleet x reader #avatar the way of water #miles quaritch #I loved her first

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torukmaktoskxawng · 7 months

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Keep scrolling if you blame Spider

Spider, who is literally still a child by human standards.

Spider, who never gave away Jake's or the Omatikaya's location.

Spider, who cares about the Sullys' safety over his own.

Spider, who didn't want any blood on his hands or a guilty conscience if he left someone to die.

Spider, who just didn't want anyone else to get hurt.

Spider, who never betrayed the Na'vi (unlike Jake but hey, who's counting that, right?)

Spider, who had to fend for himself to survive the toughest events because he didn't have an adult who would tear the world apart for him like the Sully children do.

Spider, who loves Pandora and Eywa.

Spider, who just wanted to be one of Her children because he never knew what it was like for a mother to love him.

Spider, who probably understands Eywa's whole "balance of life" meaning more than others.

Spider, who already lost Neteyam but he couldn't afford to lose anyone else in his life, no matter how terrible they are as a person.

Spider, who helped Jake save Kiri and Tuk when everyone else was still too shocked to move.

Spider, who chose mercy over violence/death.

Spider, who did what he could to survive (I'd like to see how YOU would react under such pressure. It all seems obvious and easy watching from the other side of the screen, right?)

Spider, who was likely being misled, brainwashed, and gaslit by the Recoms.

Spider, who is clearly a victim but hey, let's blame him for simply being a decent human being, right?

Spider, who likely thought he owed Quaritch after he saved him from being tortured.

Spider, who likely thought he owed Quaritch for giving him life.

Spider, who just wanted a father who was proud of him.

Spider, who has been clearly neglected by the heroes (Jake and Neytiri) but doesn't openly or verbally blame them.

Spider, who doesn't purposely threaten children's lives like Quaritch and Neytiri do.

Spider, who just wanted to be one of the People.

Spider, who wouldn't have made those difficult choices had he been properly loved and raised.

Spider, who is as easy to blame as Lo'ak for endangering the people they love (but again, no one's counting, right?)

Spider, who is clearly not a villain, just misunderstood.

Spider, who wasn't raised by the village but didn't burn it down to feel its warmth because he's not petty, not vindictive, not evil, and not a killer.

Spider, who is. A. Child.

#i am sick of seeing the exact same comments on tiktok #sick and tired of always see “its spiders fault”#like what???#no one blames jake for betraying the na'vi but think what he did was better than what spider did #thats fucking crazy #ppl holding the labeled heroes up on a pedestal but forget that spider was literally the one who sunk that ship #ppl praising jake and neytiri for the same things they blame spider for #i hope no one is out there bullying jack champion for portraying a fictional character they simply dont like cause “its his fault”#and yes i understand neytiri went through a lot of trauma and pain #that doesnt excuse harming a child to harm his father #neytiri deserves love and support but so does spider #everyone who says otherwise is a hypocrite #neytiri didnt need to have to stoop to quaritch's level and hurt a child but she did #i hope at least kiri holds her accountable in the future because i would resent my mom for hurting someone i loved #spider avatar #atwow spider #spider soccoro #miles spider socorro #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #atwow #avatar 2009 #avatar #james cameron avatar #james cameron #miles quaritch #neytiri te tskaha mo'at'ite #jake sully #neytiri sully #no one blames lo'ak for getting his siblings captured BOTH times but ppl will blame spider for letting his father live is crazy

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Idk why but i have this hc that when Spider was younger, he disappeared for a couple days to see if anyone noticed, and nobody did. Like, the scientists assumed he was with the Sullies and the Sullies thought he was with the scientists. So after that he tried it a couple more times, and still nobody really noticed. he got into the habit of disappearing into the forest for days. With that being said, he tries it with whoever adopted him and they flip out. Sorry this is long lol.

gods he would.

he would wait, wait for someoone to be worried, each time he would disappear he would stay out in the woods longer, praying to Eywa, his Mother, that someone would notice, someone would come looking.

everytime he would go back starving, dirty, and dehydrated; he'd chug water till he felt sick and then sleep for hours, and still no one worried.

eventually he pushed himself to far, and it took hours to find the kid, passed out in a shivering ball, no one had seen him in days, and by the time he did he was on his last of his spare battery. instead of being doted on, he was scoffed at and lectured on running away and being safe in the woods. he never told anyone why he did it, never told them he just wanted to see if anyone cared.

after that he only stays out there for a day at a time, normally sneaking to either one of his 'homes' in the cover of night. no one asks questions, no one even notices, or if they do, no one says anything.

so when he starts doing it around Quaritch, never being able to wander far, but avoiding him on the ship to see if he would notice, sending the man into a panic each and every time. Quaritch will pretend not to care, but after the boy dodges him for hours, letting the man believe he was lost, he can't help but let it show a little. it's worse when spider does it in the field, cause again, he can't wander far, but he's good at hiding, and he'll put Quaritch and the team on their heads, making them nervous as all hell that something bad happened to him.

when he does it to ronal and tonowari, he gets to very aggressive love and affection and a shit ton of worry. they both go out searching for him, his siblings too, searching day and night till they find him (it doesn't take long, but it feels like an eternity to them). when they find him, it feels like they've always got a hand on him, he can't break away from any alone time, and he can't pretend like they don't care. they hold him like he's going to vanish, they beg him not to run off like that again, they shower him with love and affection.

when ronal asks him why he doesn't really have an answer. he knows why he used to do it, but is that still why he does it? he can barely mutter his answer when he finally gives into his prodding.

"used to run off... see if people... if they would notice"

"notice?"

"notice if I ran off... if I disappeared"

"oh my child"

she would hold him for hours if she could, she would never put him down for the rest of her life if it meant her son would never have to run away just to know people cared.

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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Oral fixation with Tonowari!!!

Suckling on his fingers, on his nips (anything you can get to really) because it soothes you

Then there’s oral cockwarming for when you’re extra needy!: You’re all worked up and just want something to suckle on, so Tonowari just lays your head down on his big beefy thigh and let’s you suckle on the tip of his massive dick

that sounds heavenly ngl

tonowari x oral foreplay hcs ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡☾ ﾟ｡⋆

• his big squishy thighs, all relaxed and blue legs splayed out for you to nuzzle up against - "..ah, um'ma my girl..up here, come come.." as he uses one of his big wide hands to caress your smaller face;

• tonowari'll softly squeeze your cheek as he beckons you close to his toned stomach, initially assuming you just wanted to lay in his lap; but once you let out a little needy whimper, big luminous eyes locking onto his bright blue ones, he'll start to catch on

• he may let out a little *tssch* through a small smile as he observes your movements, your hand reaching forward to undo his loincloth. it'll come undone easily due to the weight of his heavy shaft and balls of course - licking your lips, you'll slowly drool long strings of spit onto his sack, using your left hand to lift up his length, and right to cup and slightly fondle his balls

• tonowari's head'll tilt back, softly cooing in anticipation at your innocent yet lewd movements. his cock is gorgeous, but big. in proportion to his already large and wide frame, even when soft he bulges and jostles underneath the cloth as he walks, or bends over

• it's completely distracting, but having caught your lusty gazes many a time, he now makes extra effort to sit wide-legged, or have an especially bouncy gait for you as he carries supplies or completes tasks around the campground

• but lying here now, cheek smushed up against his pelvis, your warm pink tongue sloppily lapping at his fleshy, bulbous sack, it only reiterates the size difference. barely able to fit even half of his balls in your mouth, you opt to just smear your open lips and tongue all over the soft blue swells

• as you do, you continuously drool and slobber all over them, the small circular motions of your tongue and gentle suckling of your lips coaxing the most gorgeous, wanton chesty groans from tonowari;

• "..hh-uugh..mmmhm..unngh um'ma..s-suck harder..more, more please.." he'll groan out - his eyebrows beginning to crease up, upper lip almost sneering in needy pleasure; as his hips eagerly gyrate up into your mouth. his hands have found your way into your hair now, one stroking patterns into your scalp while the other smoothes over the back of your neck

• he'll especially enjoy if you grope his balls too, though; if you cup them, lift them up only to let the soft sack jiggle and bounce in the palm of your hand as you let them drop - only then to use your fingers and apply some light pressure as you grasp them back in your open hands

• tonowari's got such big, heavy balls too - paired with his enormously toned and fleshy thighs, they can't help but be almost constantly squeezed and pressed up against his skin; therefore, he'll take no time in moving his thighs ever closer around your head as he starts to hump his hips up in the air for you

• his long, girthy blue cock will swing and slap against his tummy if you're not holding it, but he loves it that way too tbh. he'll start breathing differently, deeper; his chest heaving up and down in rhythm with his needy, unabashed thrusts. the round of his sack will continue to squish and bounce in between his thighs, as your sucking and tonguing only increases to match his speed

• soon enough tonowari's releasing thick reams of hot, fertile creamy seed all over the pillowed bulge of his toned stomach, dripping down his pelvis to meet your soft lips still slobbering all over his now wet, sticky balls

• the best part isn't even this, though, it's when you slurp up all that warm cum, only to spit it back onto the blue swells, continuing to grope and jiggle his balls as you watch the slick cream dribble down between his thighs, making tonowari squirm all the more.

#all those ballsucking asks making my head dizzy aaaa 🤭😵#but tysm i loved them all #will respond when possible #also enjoy whoresss!#tonowari x you #tonowari x reader #tonowari smut #tonowari headcanons #tonowari imagines #avatar smut #avatar x reader #na'vi smut #na'vi x reader #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #miles quaritch x afab reader #miles quaritch smut #colonel quaritch smut #avatar recom quaritch

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screechingchaoscrusade · 1 year

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Trying to get my anatomy in lol

Drawing quaritch has been my daily routine for months now idk what to do anymore I'm going feral 🤭🤤

PLS I NEED IDEAS ANYONE GOT ANY??? I'm so stuck and I need motivation I'mma poop out more spider n quaritch drawings hahahah

#colonel miles quaritch #colonel quaritch #stephen lang #bbg quaritch #avatar #atwow quaritch #miles quaritch #papa dragon #o wee mama 🤭#i love him sm #muscle man 💞#i cant get over him #quaritch smut #recom quaritch

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be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie · 1 year

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God okay, So I was writing a post about how much Jake’s empty body and Neytiri having to defend it when anything can happen to it must scar her and give her nightmares. BECAUSE IT HAUNTS ME. And I started thinking about Spider Sully getting an Avatar and how much that would freak out Neytiri.

That’s already her most vulnerable son, not to mention he’s been the most targeted by Quaritch. But now he’s got TWO BODIES, one that he can’t be protecting?? Imagine the sleepless nights she spends in the mauri just staring at his avatar body, making sure no one comes in or even looks at him. Don’t even perceive him. One time Lo’ak forgets and tries to jump on him to wake him up and Neytiri like, has a breakdown and all of the kids are standing there awkwardly. Spider comes back to his body to the pizza box community meme, Neytiri having her breakdown while Jake tries to help and Tuk starts crying and Lo’ak and Neteyam just standing there like frozen and Kiri is trying to stop Tuk from going to Neytiri. Spider just like “oh my god, Norm let me back in the human body, oh my god.”

She like stalks him around for a while to make sure he doesn’t get broken out of link and his body is just lost somewhere. Especially if they go visit the Metkayina and his bodies are so far apart. He’s just doing regular activities, he’s mending nets with Ao’nung, Lo’ak, and Tsireya, but she still is watching.

Ao’nung: Spider, is that your mom?

Neytiri: *crouched behind a tree*

Spider: *big sigh* yeah...

Lo’ak: MOM, GO HOME. HE’S FINE.

Neytiri: *hisses and stomps off*

She has Mo’at just terrorizing the scientists at back with the Omaticaya when she’s gone. Mo’at is breathing down Max’s neck, and every slight change on Spider’s monitor Max can feel Mo’at judging the shit out of him. He never thought he would think this, but he can’t wait for the Sully’s to come back so Mo’at will leave him alone and Neytiri will watch him instead. (He will come to regret this wish, as in reality both of them will watch him).

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