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nervousd · 11 months

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Chapter Two - Settle For A Ghost

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#SYNOPSIS— Out in the forest the recoms find high value priosners

#WARNING(S)— This is a dark fic, unhealthy obsession, possessive behavior, abuse of power, yandere, dark quaritch, implications of dubcon/noncon, stalking, creepy behavior, possessive thoughts, implications of baby trapping, implications of unwanted pregnancy

#CHARACTER(S)— Colonel Miles Quaritch, Recom!miles quaritch

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Quaritch made his way through Pandora's jungle with his team behind. They were all on edge, tails and ears flapping agitatedly behind them. They raised their weapons as a pack of viper-wolves passed them; their yips and howls echoed. With weapons drawn the Recom squad expected a confrontation with the savages however they were proven wrong. The viper-wolves gave them a quizzical glance before scurrying away. His squad looked at each other in disbelief laughing as they lowered their weapons. Being in a blue body meant they weren’t seen as a threat. Z-Dog looked at Mansk, snickering ❝ No shit❞

They’ve trekked through the forest, slashing and cutting against the vines and roots that blocked their paths. Miles stumbled upon Site 26 a mobile link station for avatars were Jake sully resided alongside with Grace and other limp dick science majors. He alerted his team, giving them orders via hand signals. They’ve checked out the permitter shouting out ‘ clear‘ Miles headed towards the fallen AMP suit with two arrows sticking out. It was covered in vines and the wildlife of Pandora.

He crouched over the damaged suit, fingers turning the fletching of the arrow. His eyes were wide as he stared at the two green arrows jutting out. His ears dropped down a mixture of emotions in his eyes. He shifted his focus to the human remains of Quaritch, that had been left to decompose and rot. Colonel Miles Quaritch died here— gave one last official order demanding you to be buried with him. But the thought alone sickened him. This was the place he was going to bury you in, having given the order to kill once your cooperation with the RDA was finished. His tail flicked in frustration, just what more was he going to take from him? He understood— you weren’t his but you could be.

His ears perked up hearing a high pitched yell out in the distance, voices screaming out commands ❝ With me ❞ his hand briefly touched Lyle’s shoulder, gesturing him to follow his steps. Approaching his squad with his fingers twitching on the trigger angsty to see what got his comrades so riled up. ❝What have we here? ❞ Quaritch gazed at the na’vi carefully, eyes shifting to each hostage.

Lyle smiled cruelly, ❝ Hey, Colonel check it out— four fingers. We got a half breed ❞ he held up the girls palm, gesturing at her fingers. His gaze stayed on her for a second before shifting his focus to the na’vi kneeling on the ground ❝ Show me your fingers ❞ In a defiant action, the boy rose both of his hands flicking him off. Quaritch smirked, eyes crinkling in delight ❝You’re his, aren’t you? ❞ the na’vi barred his teeth, hissing out with his tail lashing behind him.

❝ You’re his, alright ❞ amused as he was there was unfathomable rage bubbling in his chest. He grasped the na’vi by the braid yanking him up. The na’vi let out a painful groan, hissing pathetically. Quaritch gazed down at him with disgust in his eyes ❝ Where is he? ❞ he gave a firm tug on his braid. The na’vi spoke in his tongue causing Quaritch to scowl. His ears pinned back, nose scrunching up in frustration. He uttered the same words in broken na’vi, yanking his braid once again earning a painful cry from the na’vi.

❝ Really? you wanna play it this way? ❞ he questioned frustratingly, having had enough of playing this game. Quaritch pulled out his dagger from his belt, lips pursing in anger. He threw the boy to the ground, walking towards the female na’vi. ❝ Kri! Hey! Hey, don’t touch her! ❞ the human boy shouted, trashing against the grip that held him back. Quaritch peered down at him, head tilting slightly. The boy seemed down right feral, dressing like the na’vi.

❝ What’s your name, kid? ❞ The human boy hesitated briefly, ❝ Spider— ❞ It was like the world stopped, eyes wide like saucers as he stared at the boy—no his son. His ears preened up, the boys words repeated in his head. Was this your son? His? He collapsed on his knees, gazing at the boy with child like wonder ❝ Miles? ❞ his voice was laced with disbelief ❝Nobody calls me that ❞ his son pursed his lips, he was obviously discomforted with the name ❝ I’ll be damned, We’ll I figured you’ll be with your mother — ❞ his voice trailed off

His eyes widen, tail perking up. If his son resided near this territory than wouldn’t you too? You were a responsible woman— you wouldn’t of let your son wander off too far. Even if you had resented him for the pregnancy you still had morals. His tail thumped against the ground a clear indication of his emotions ❝ Where is she? Where’s your mother? ❞ His son scoffed shaking his head, a clear sign of his refusal to answer. Quaritch jaw tightened, nostrils flaring as he stared his son down ❝ Where is she?! ❞ his voice was loud, thunderous so— even his own comrades flinched from his booming voice. His anger had transformed him into a different man—

Yet the boy had remained quiet. ❝ What are we doing boss? ❞ Lyle had snapped him back into reality— a cruel one at that. But no matter, he’ll have the boy singing like a canary of your whereabouts. ❝ Iron sky, Blue one, actual ❞ his fingers pressed against the comm, ❝ Blue one, Iron sky, send your traffic ❞ the response he had gotten back was quick, ❝ We are standing by for extract, over— Be advised we are bringing in high value prisoners ❞

❝ Sit tight blue one, we’re inbound to your pos—❞ Cutting off the mic short, Quaritch rounded up his squad, gesturing them to follow as they treaded back to site 26. ❝ Lyle get me some audio on this ❞ With a few buttons to click on his holopad, he could finally hear the squabbling of his predecessor along with the feral hisses of— ❝ that’s Sully’s woman ❞ Lyle peered at the tablet, agreeing with his colonel ❝ she’s an animal ❞ His face scrunched up in obvious distaste, forwarding to where Jake had fought his predecessor on this very ground they stood on ❝ Give it up Quaritch ❞

The tablet zoomed in on Jake, ❝ It’s all over ❞ Jake gestured towards the obvious lost the humans took. ❝ Nothings over while I’m breathin ❞ His ears pinned back, almost wincing as the fight went on. Two arrows pierced Quaritch— the video log had ended abruptly. Lyle took the tablet from his hands, peering at the colonels dazed look ❝ Yeah there’s nothing else after that ❞

Quaritch leaned down picking up his predecessor skull, inspecting the three scars that ran through his skull. He grimaced— if he didn’t know any better it was like he was staring at his own future. Will his fate turn out like this too? Left to rot in this jungle, decomposing with predators nipping at his corpse. His ears flattened against his skull— no that won’t happen to him. His predecessor failed to kill Jake sully. He was weak— he was Human.

Lyle picked up the fallen dog tag on the floor ❝ want us to recover these remains? ❞ Quaritch brought up the skull at eye level gazing at it with intensity. Putting the slightest amount of pressure on the skull was enough for it to crumble. He swiped off the leftover debris from his palms ❝ No ❞ his answer was short and brief, there was no point in dwelling about this.

The sun was setting fast, night drawling in; bringing in the horrors that Pandora can bring. Yips and howls had everyone on edge, the recoms took a formation, eyeing the forest with hostility. Drizzle poured down on them, pelting on the ground leaving an ominous sound. Soon the drizzle turned into a heavy downpour. The atmosphere around them was tense, each Recom was on edge. And for a good reason too— ❝ Shut up! ❞ without a second to lose the Recom was shot dead with a green fletching arrow. He dropped on the ground with a loud thud, ❝ Contact na’vi! ❞

Bullets shot at the tree bark , splinters flying off by the rapid fire. The na’vi boy grasped onto a canteen and ripped out it’s pin, green smoke erupting from the metal can. The Recom let out a pained scream as the na’vi sunk down its canines in their flesh. Out of pain they let go of the na’vi boy, cradling their injured arm. Another green fletching arrow pieced a female Recom, her body fell flat on a fallen log. Quaritch retreated with the rest of the recoms, grasping onto Walker’s vest he brought her down to him. To his dismay she was dead on impact,

His eyes zoned in towards the arrow, the green fletching mocking him. His ears tipped back an unrecognizable look crossed his face. His canines flashed, ❝ Is that you Miss Sully? I’ve recognized your calling card. Why won’t you come on out? You and I— we’ve got some unfinished business ❞ he called out behind the tree, gripping onto his gun tighter ❝Demon! I will kill you as many times as I have to! ❞ she yelled back at him with venom laced in her voice. ❝ I see you and the Corporal have been pretty busy, haven’t you? Dropped yourself a whole litter of half-breeds ❞ Shots continued to be fired, bullets whizzed through the air.

Quaritch crept forward silently, pouring out bullets, he was on their tails and he refused to go back empty handed. Quaritch fingers hovered over the trigger, eyes narrowing on Miles running away with a female na’vi. The gun shot rang out with a loud, Boom! momentarily blinding everyone in the process. His ears perked up hearing a painful moan coming up further, he slid across the mud. Quaritch cradled the injured boy to his chest, gimmick and blood coating his human flesh. He was clearly wounded and even showed signs of distortion. ❝ Fall Back! ❞ he yelled out

He threw the boy over his shoulders, retreating with his squad. Ahead of them was the their designated carrier, strapping the hook against his vest he was lifted upwards.

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The doors shut behind him as he inhaled through his respiratory mask. He leaned down placing both hands on his knees, grimacing as he stared at the boy, he had blood trickling down his nose, rocking his body underneath the table. His footsteps led him to the other side of the table, crouching low; to his utter surprise the boy lashed out and leaned towards the opposite side heading towards the door. ❝Woah— Woah! Easy tiger— easy ❞ with his Supreme agility and strength it wasn’t hard to stop Miles from taking another steps further.

He pressed his palm flat against his chest as Miles continued to trash and fight against him. He spat and hissed at him like a feral cat before ultimately stopping his actions. His strength was no match to that of a na’vi let alone someone with combat experience. Quaritch withdrew his hand back, taking a couple of steps back. His hands were raised in the air hoping to appear non threatening to the boy ❝ We good? ❞ Spider scoffed, he turned his head away refusing to make eye contact with him. Quaritch kneeled down on one knee, ❝ Kid, you got heart. Those science pukes leaned on you pretty hard. But you gave them nothin’. I respect that ❞ There was a brief silence along with the clinking of metal, Quaritch hesitated briefly before outstretching his palm. There in the center of his palm was the dog tag of his predecessor ❞ I thought you might want this ❞

Silence once again, it seemed the boy was intent on remaining quiet. Inhaling through his nose, Quaritch was fed up with his refusal to speak— hell at least acknowledging him would at least count for something. He took the boys hand and slapped down the dog tag on his palm. He curled up his hands into a fist, giving a squeeze. ❝ That’s Colonel Miles Quaritch— Deceased, Killed in Action ❞ he gestured towards the dog tag.

Spider threw the tag across the room even daring to make eye contact with him as he did it. As a show of defiant towards him. His lips quirked up in amusement, outstretching his hand towards the discarded tag he picked it up, thumb brushing agaisnt the cold metal. Perhaps maybe you would want it. He dared himself to even think of you wearing it, a ghost of a smile curling up his lips. He turned back towards spider, ❝ I’m not that man but I do have his memories enough to know that well— he wasn’t always a good man but that’s not an apology to the na’vi ❞ he settled himself beside him.

❝ I’m not your father. Technically you and I, were nothin’ to each other but I can help you. I can get you outta here. I’m not gonna ask you to betray Jake Sully. I know you’ll never do that. You’re loyal and I admire loyalty. Just ride along otherwise, I gotta give you back to the lab coats. ❞ It seemed his words had managed to pierce into the boys head, had finally managed to wrap his head around his situation. He nodded slowly, agreeing to his proposal. Quaritch cleared his throat, palms rubbing down his legs in agitation ❝ I gotta ask— your mother, how is she? ❞

It seemed his words had managed to cause discomfort to the boy, he hesitated before mumbling incoherent words under his breath. Quaritch frowned, ears twitching, he didn’t quite catch his words ❝ repeat that again for me ❞ Spider rolled his eyes, ❝ I don’t know ❞ Quaritch looked at him in bewilderment ❝ You don’t know? What do you mean you don’t know? ❞ Spider shrugged, ❝ I don’t know where she is ❞ A blank emotionless expression swept over his face as the realization of his words sunk in.

Just where could you be? Why wouldn’t you be with his son? You wouldn’t abandon him would you? Impossible— no. You were overjoyed to be pregnant with his child. He was sure of it— thinking back to the memories that were gifted to him he remembers your tear stricken face. They were tears of joy he was sure of it. He doubt the boys words were true, choosing to lie instead of telling the truth. Nostrils flaring, he stood up from the table, fist clenched at his sides. ❝ Don’t worry I’ll find her— for the both of us ❞

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princess-of-thebes-1995 · 5 months

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Imagine your first kiss with human Miles Quaritch...

The Colonel was always looking after you...despite being a science puke. You were an exception.

For your sake, he sucked his pain and annoyance. He would give your friends benefits and privileges.

You thought he was being nice at first. You realized he had a thing for you. You felt guilt. You didn't love him. One day, Selfridge yelled at you Infront of everyone because he was in a bad mood.

Quaritch choked his face slightly by lifting his whole body off the ground.

He risked his job and legal violations for you.

You decided to pay him back...

The Colonel was estatic when he realized what you were trying to tell him. He immediately grabbed your hand and led you to the austronomy tower?

You were confused. But didn't ask. You weren't complaining.

The Colonel knew you. You hated the simple shit. Too boring. So, he decided to spoiled you once more.

He took off his Marine jacket and laid it on the floor and made you lie down on it. He hovered over you. And did it.

He kissed you like he wanted you to. He pulled away for air. But, you grabbed his dog tag and gently led his cold thin lips back to your warm and fat lips.

He smirked against your mouth in amusement. After months of teasing him when he saw you from the distance finally paid off.

He didn't bother washing the bloodstain you left on his Marine jacket. He decided to keep it till he dies and replaced his jacket with his other ones he never used.

The next day, people knew you two were official. The Colonel now held your hand when walking around and would spend some time with you while you worked in your lab room.

And of course immediately made you move into his quarters.

What no one knew was that the Colonel made you wear his dog tags. The thought of his name engraved on the metal which sat between your perky tits made him always hard as fuck. Especially when he nails you. You chest bouncing up and down while wearing those tags.

You were his kitten.

#avatar #miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #dark miles quaritch #yandere miles quaritch #yandere Miles Quaritch x reader

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asimpwithfreetime · 1 year

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Oml now that spider is with Quaritch you know that spider will be talking up the reader, making Quaritch get obsessed (it’s only a bonus that she’s Jake’s favorite daughter)

They’ll be scheming up a plan to kidnap reader and take her as their own

I LOVE THIS IDEA! It might be a Drabble tho but I hope you enjoy it

What’s so special about her? (Obsessive Quaritch with the Sully’s child [PLATONIC]) (The fear of loosing you Part 2)

General warnings: yandere behavior, Quaritch obsessing over reader, talking about kidnapping and killing

Content warnings: English isn’t my first language and this hasn’t been proofread yet

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“So you are telling me that the favorite Sully child is this girl?” Quaritch questioned Spider while looking at a holographic tablet with a picture of the sullys. They were flying his ikran “She seems is kinda normal to me” he commented.

“She is the golden child and a total sweetheart, she is nice and nervous and overall perfect” Spider spoke with a dreamy voice. Quaritch could only roll his eyes. “If she is the favorite, we must get to her and make Jake Sully suffer” he smiled broadly, only to meet a bewildered expression on Spider’s side that soon morphed into anger.

Spider knew the height and strength difference, but that didn’t stop him to show his yandere nature. “You won’t hurt her” he partially ordered. “No need to get feisty, kid” Quaritch laughed.

Along the weeks that they took trying to find where the Sullys were and then find the Metkayina clan that was protecting them, Quaritch was always listening to Spider talk his ear off about Y/n. At first he found her extremely annoying, just like he thought every story of Spider was due to manipulation of the Na’vi or that his child was in love. But after hours and hours of non-stop talking, he would find himself looking at Y/n’s picture, deciding that if she was such a sweet girl, with such a nurturing energy, he must protect her. Even if he killed everyone in the Sully’s family, he would save her. She would be his little girl.

Quaritch found himself growing impatient towards the idea of finding her. How would he make her adore him if he was going to kill her family? Would he have to kidnap her just to make her his child? Was she ever going to love him more that she loved Jake? Spider would be happy, wouldn’t him? Then it was settled, Y/n Sully was going to be his little souvenir.

Quaritch instructed to the other recoms to never hurt Y/n, just capture her alive. Once the recoms started to see behind his façade he started being made fun off. Once he heard the little snickers and giggles he turned around hissing at them. His canines flashed under the sunlight and his ears were pressed against his head. Everyone went silent, he had never been so mad at them nor hissed at them. They knew something was off with Quaritch.

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milequaritchsslut · 11 months

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Guys I am so so excited to drop these yandere headcannons 🦭🦭🦭🦭

#I’m feeling mischievous #yandere zdog #yandere miles quaritch #yandere neytiri #yandere jake sully #yandere Tonowari #yandere Ronal

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lolita-lollipop · 1 year

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A green dress

MILES QUARITCH X READER

(Implied age gap, quaritch just being whipped, his team laughing at him for it)

The first time quaritch saw you, was at a banquet, held for hugh ranking military officials in their honor.

You were younger than most of the honored officials here, wearing a short little green dress, one that hugged your waist snugly, and little heels that did absolutely nothing other than exxentuate how much smaller you were than all the giant military men and women here. Not covered in tattoos, not almost 7 feet tall, not muscular like you worked out every day. It intrugued him, usually only the same type of people showed up to these events, people that were either required to go, or people that wanted to come to talk about themselves. You certainly werent at all like him.

You didnt seem like either of those people, you didnt necessarily look unhappy to be here, unlike those who were glued to their phones with a scowl, you were sitting with a pleasent smile, tucked in a corner of the room. But you also werent exactly social, it was obvious you knew nobody here, unlike those who were flaunting their medals and drinking like there was no tommorow, you just sat there in your little green dress and tiny heels, staring at the people around. On the occassion a man or a woman would try to get you to dance with them, but you would politely decline.

It confused him honestly, a pretty girl like you coming to an event like this, and not wanting to go home with someone. Even though quaritch was engaged in a conversation with his team, he couldnt peel his eyes off of you, couldnt stop trying to figure you out, figure out why you were. Figure out why he felt like he had to figure you out. It was so strange, he would try to come up and talk to you, puffing his chest out and standing up as tall as he could, but the second he would come even close, those eyes of yours, that dress, made him feel like a silly llittle schoolboy, and he would turn around.

How silly was that? Colonol miles quaritch, a man who had come back to earth for a few weeks for a series of parties in his honor , the guy who traveled space and invaded planets with a cold heart, the strongest fifty-something here was too shy to talk to a girl.

By the time he had finally mustered up the courage to go up to your table, your bag wasnt on the seat anymore, your chair was pushed in nice and neat, you had left before he even got the chance to say a word to you. The teasing from his team was endless. Lynel went as far as to call quaritch a little baby boy,

Lynel also happened to get punched in the face that night, by some coincidence.

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The next time he saw you, you were wearing the same exact little green dress, and the same exact little black heels, this time you had your hair tied back though, but you were just as beautiful as last time. You still acted the same, sitting alone fiddling with the napkin at your table, watching and listening to the people around, refusing the occasional request to dance. Still catching the complete attention of the one and only Miles Quaritch.

Except this time, he wasnt going to chicken out. The second he saw you, he completely walked away from lynel and his squad, they all wolf whistled and hooted as he made his way along. Doing the same thing as last time, puffing out his chest and flexing, appearing as strong as he could. Miles quaritch was an attractive man, and he no doubt knew it, but still, the thought of you looking at him and seeing a weak old man, that made him feel sick. He wouldnt let you think that. You couldn’t.

He pulled out the chair next to you, settling himself down, leaning back and spreading his legs, towering over you even as he sat down. You payed no acknowledgement, seemingly lost in your own train of thought, your hands fiddled with the napkin, folding and pulling at the threads. Your eyes were fixed on one of the walls in the bright room, wide, staring. It was honestly adorable, you were completely zoned out, completely oblivious.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing at an event like this?” he spoke, placing his elbows on the table and setting a hand on top of the napkin, his words snapped you out of your trance. And you locked eyes with his, the colonels squad was hooting and screaming like madmen in the corner, he paid absolutely no attention to them. You stared at him for a moment, or more so stared up at him, pulling your hands away from the napkin, and unintentionally making his hand fall in your lap. Your dress was velvet, he hadnt realized.

“Hm?” you let out, staring at him with those eyes of yours. God you were so gorgeous, up close it was even better. And you looked even cuter with that confused look on your face, your voice was high pitched, laced with a little bit of that far away look you had just moments ago.

“I mean i would hate to assume, but you don't look like the type of crowd i would see here. Not many of us look like… you. “ he drawled in his southern accent, you tensed when he didnt make any move to take his hand out of your lap. Quaritch had to hold back the string of complements he wanted to give to you, not wanting to freak you out more, as you already looked like a deer in headlights.

“Oh- i-im not in the military. Im an intern- uh- in science. I’m just trying to get my masters right now- um. My boss wanted me to come in case he needed a ride home.” you spluttered, now understanding his question. Yes, quaritch scared you, being tall, wise, big, strong, heartless in a way that no man here was, obviously he was intimidating, especially since youd known how he felt about science. Safe to say colonel miles quaritch was not someone who went by the books. You, on the other hand, were the exact opposite. It wasnt your fault you could barely string out a sentence to the man, he was scary, even to some of the highest military officials. Let alone a little intern to a little company.

“A scientist huh? Whaddya study?” he finally retracted his hand, and you relaxed, only for him to give you a stare that pierced into the center of your heart, a gaze that confused you, made you feel strange. He let a smirk splay across his face, understanding what he was doing to you, all of his confidence came back to him when he saw the way you couldnt meet his gaze, instead looking down at your hands, and fiddling your thumbs.

“Oh- I work in software engineering- I help design technology that you guys use up there- like those masks.” You replied in a hushed tone, still staring down into your lap. He perked an eyebrow at you, still letting that smirk of his burn itself in your brain. The room around seemed to paying much more attention to the two of you than their own conversations, the only little scientist in the room having a conversation with miles quaritch.

“Well isnt that adorable? You must like it-” he continued in that teasing tone that very clearly made your cheeks heat up. You really couldnt tell if you wanted him to keep talking or if you wanted him to go away. It was decided for you though, when your boss, wearing a fitted black suit covered in medals and awards he won, placed his hand on your shoulder and squeezed a little too hard for quaritches liking, you let out a squeak in suprise.

“Time to leave, im getting tired. Get up and take me home.” The short little man kept his hand on your shoulder, and stared at quaritch, who was scowling at him for interrupting him. Nobody did that, he was especially annoyed that it was when he was talking to you, in fact if it werent for you here he wouldve punched the guy in the face. The man paid no respect to you, ordering you around like a little servant, and you just let him, bless your heart, it made quaritch want to stab him more than hes ever wanted to stab anybody.

“Yes sir. Uhm- bye.” you finally met the giant mans eyes for a split second, a vulnerable, almost scared look laced throughout, it was obvious, the man with his hand on your shoulder scared you, and you couldnt do anything about it.

“Bye sweetheart, see ya next time” And with a threatening stare sent to your boss from quaritch, you picked up your little green handbag, and pushed in your chair, walking away at your bosses tail. Your little heels clicked against the floor, and quaritch watched as your green dress disappeared in the crowd of people.

Fuck.

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The last time quaritch saw you on earth, you were still wearing that same little green dress he had grown to look out for, yet again at another party, the final one he would be attending before returning to pandora. Except this time, he showed up early, and he wasnt letting you slip away, not like the other times.

Immediately upon seeing you, fiddling with the napkin again, a habit that he’d figured you’d picked up out of boredom, he took no time in walking away from lyle, cutting their conversation short, and pulling up a chair again, like last time. But he had a plan now, and he knew it wouldnt fail, it couldn’t.

“Theres my favorite software engineer. I don't think I introduced myself last time, it's Quaritch, Colonel Miles Quaritch.”

“Oh. Yeah, I know.” you softly spoke, placing the napkin down this time and actually meeting his gaze, you were short, and curt. You werent like this last time he spoke to you, you didnt give him a pleasant smile, You werent open and sweet like last time. You looked more like a scared child than a scientist with a phd. You had this look in your eyes, basically telling him to go away, like you would get in trouble if he didnt.

“Oh? I must be pretty popular for a girl like you to know about me. Got a reputation right?” he teased, letting that predator-like smile of his spread across his face, the man stared down at you waiting for you to reply. You just sat there, curling in upon yourself, trying to sink into the seat and disappear. He didnt know what was wrong, but you clearly were almost scared of speaking to him, and he didnt like it, not one bit.

“Uhm- sir. I’m not supposed to talk to you, please go away.” you looked back into your hands, further bending your posture, which only made you look smaller than you were, at least compared to how he saw you. THe more he looked at you, the more he noticed, That little green dress of yours was starting to wear down, the emerald green fading to grey, the shoulders stretching out slightly. Your words brought a frown across his already- naturally angry face.

“And why not?” Those words alone had your breath hitching, a sense of mild stress humming at the back of your brain, you could feel your bossses eyes on you.

“I-i don't know. My boss just told me not to.” You sent a glance to the fat man standing in a tight fitting black suit, the man was standing there, staring right back, a threatening glare set in his features. So thats what it was. Quaritch was already a violent man, being the one leading expiditions against the natives of pandora. And he certainly didnt think he could further his violence, but oh boy did he want to now.

“Well then, i’ll make this quick. I want you to work for me, cupcake.” He spoke, louder than the rest of the room, intentionally of course, he wasnt intending on making a scene at first. But now he wanted your boss to hear, he wanted your boss to know that he was the man you were leaving him for.

“Uh- what?” you barely spluttered out, eyes locked on your boss, or soon to be old boss. The thought alone of working for such a man scared you, sure, you didnt like your boss, not one bit, but he wasnt all bad, he sometimes let you go home for lunch, or if he didnt want his moring coffee he would let you have it. You didnt know colonel miles quaritch, yes, you knew of him, and what you knew of him wasnt good, he was cruel, killed so many, broken so much equipment. Payed no reguard for the world around him.

But.. he also seemed so nice. He asked you about your work, complimented you and what you did, called you pretty. So much nicer than your own boss had ever been. Would it really be all that bad? You already worked in a government job, but you were more of an assistant than a scientist, if you actually went to pandora you would be able to see so much more, do so much more. You could gain a title, an actual place.

“You wouldnt be an assistant anymore- and we sure got more science up there than youll ever see down here. Ill treat ya real nice, don't worry. So whaddya say?” he spoke, the country drawl behind his voice coming out, one that made you nervous. He placed a hand on your shoulder, forcing you to look up at him, you stayed silent, doing nothing but staring at him with those wide eyes of yours.

“Cmon, Ill pay you triple whatever he is, and all travel and housing is free. Ill even buy you a new little dress. “ His hand squeezed gently, and you couldnt help but think that the rumors about this man werent all true, he seemed so soft, so gentle. Not yelling at you, paying respect to your work, treating you like a person, not an object. Although the things he made you feel were strange, and confusing, what could be the worst that could happen.

Well, for starters, this could be a trick and you could die up there, or be abused, or working as a scientist for the military on another planet wouldnt turn out exactly how you wanted it to. You knew you should say no, say that you wanted to stay down here on earth, where it's safe, where it's quiet, where youre just an assistant, you knew you shouldnt, you knew you should say no, you knew that this was a bad idea. You HAD to say no, you have to.

“O-okay, Ill have to turn in my two weeks though- so i cant go very soon- and I have a cat so that might-”

“Don't worry darlin, ill get it all sorted out for you, just oack up all your pretty little things and ill do the rest.”

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Quaritches sqad had known what quaritch felt about you, since the first time hed seen you and his eyes didnt leave the little woman in the little green dress and little black heels, none of them wouldve ever assumed a soft girl like you, a scientist no less, to be his type. But still, there you were, shyly staring at the man. None of them had ever seen quaritch look like he did right now, look like he actually wanted something, like he had to work for it.

Oh my god he looked like a lost puppy.

They all cackled at the man, giggling like toddlers when he came back all red like a little schoolboy. The same man that yelled at them day and night folding for some little intern? Unheard of. They were beyond shocked when they saw you again, and yet again, their boss approached you, shock turned to laughter and more drinks soon, and by the end of the night, so many theories had been made on you.

Maybe you were the daughter of someone important

Maybe you were rich

Maybe quaritch liked younger women

Maybe you were just sweet

You certainly looked the type

No matter how hard they tried to find the exact reason quaritch liked a soft little thing like you, they couldn’t place it. It suprised them to no end when he told them how he was taking you out on a date the last day he was staying on earth. Him? Taking a girl out? Unheard of. What’s next, a pretty little picnic with butterflies and rainbows?

Nope.

Something even more shocking.

“Team, meet our newest addition, y/n. We’re gonna treat her real nice right? “ the man had a hand placed on your shoulder in a protective stance, daring any single one of them to say anything that would make you uncomfortable. The team connected eyes, holding back small snickers at how possessive the colonel was acting. He didn’t even seem to realize it either.

“Ehm- yes. Hi, I’m y/n” oh god- everything about you was just the exact opposite of quaritch, soft, timid, almost spacy. Lynel locked eyes with his boss for a few seconds, a mischievous smirk splayed across his face.

“Of course we will, after all that trouble little miles over here had to go through to get you- wouldn’t want to-“ he begun teasing, but was promptly met with a boot to the face. The team giggled at Lynel gargling under quaritch foot, but he payed no mind. Placing a hand around your waist and sending a glare back to the group, all who were smirking and smiling like he’d said something stupid, quaritch begun walking, you in tow.

“Now, let me show you your new room,

Cupcake”

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Please leave any comment at all on what you think, just seeing those comments makes me happy, and don’t think I don’t read each one individually.

The way I know quaritch is literally a mass murderer but I don’t even care- like I didn’t know I had these issues until I started having these issues.

Not requested, just noticed a lack of quaritch content that appealed to me ( aka not smut) and wanted to make it a reality. Stilll, thank you so much for reading!

Anyway, have a great day! Bye!

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Yandere Hope

Spider, Neteyam, Miles, Jake, Tonowari x Na'vi Reader

Prt 1. Prt 2.

Them being yandere for you

Spider Socorro

His a jealous yandere your a na'vi and his a human people say it could never work but he'll make it, he gets irritated when other males try to court you even infront of him.

It all started when you became friends with him and the sullys you were one of the very few that treated him like a actually person and not some alien.

It took him a while of planning but when he does kidnap you he kinda starves you out so when he does finally feed you, you see that you need him to survive, he keeps you in a cage in a hidden cave far from the village so no one can ever find you.

If you escaped he'll become more desperate and manipulative he'll use the excuse of keeping you to himself because your the only one ever nice to him and guilt you into coming back to him.

Neteyam

He's a possessive yandere, he fought to get where he is today he doesn't want to be seen like he gets handed everything because of who his dad is and he'll do anything to get you.

When he arrived at your village with his family you where the only to smile at him and not talk bad about him and his family, you also joined in on teaching them your ways.

He brings you back to his homeland because he knows of places he can keep you and he knows you don't know anything about the forest so he hopes the fear will keep you trapped.

When you do escape and he catches you he will take drastic measures and actually break your legs for punishment and when your sobbing he'll just pat your head while saying I fought for you now your mine.

Miles Quaritch

He's a serious yandere he takes no jokes what so ever he doesn't like anyone other then him talking to you or even looking in your direction he'll take it as a threat and kill them on sight.

You were spiders adoptive mother and so you probably met when he held the sullys kids and spider hostage and he saw how spider responds to you so that also fuels his desire for you.

He probably also caught you after you followed spider down after he fell and decided you would be an excellent prisoner.

If you ever escape he'll use spider as bait and yes spider wouldn't mind it either and when you come back he'll put an electric collar on you.

Jake Sully

Isolating yandere he'll do anything to make sure he's the only one around you, friends oh they just heard one really bad rumor about you he'll stop at nothing.

You were neytiris best friend and kinda hung out in the background of their lessons making sure he doesn't try anything on her but as he became more na'vi you opened up to him.

He got a small base made so he can keep you there he'll make sure there's limited resources for you and when you run out he'll make you beg for more.

If you escape all hell will break loose he'll threaten you by saying he'll give out important info to the sky people and when they destroy most of your home he'll tell the people you were the one to give that info out.

Tonowari

He's a condescending yandere he'll make you feel low of yourself when you hang around other people and become a bit distant if you still carry on and make you beg for his forgiveness.

You are jakes sister and came with them to the village because quaritch was after you too, tonowari took it upon himself to teach you their ways.

He makes a hut further in the islands that no one knows about and keep you there but he'll still give you everything you need as long as you behave.

If you escape he'll turn into a mean yandere because why would you leave him how could you think you can live without him.

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xviiper-rents-houses · 1 year

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Avatar. Way of the Water...YANDERE?

Just...read the title. You know if you know-

General Miles Quaritch. (Before Avatar transition).

My personal headcanon on this man can be that he is rather possessive and extremely violent when provoked. You would have most likely met him on the Pandora assignment and he may have taken a liking to you.

Perhaps you were just a military member or maybe a scientist. Either case, Quaritch could not understand why you fell in love with the beauty of Pandora. You were supposed to be loyal to him but, in bitter betrayal, you left him to rot away.

The hands that held on to a gun were bloodied with the multiple punches taken out on the punching bag. In his death, by the arrow of a crazy alien, Miles Quaritch choked on what little he had. The memories would be gone and he couldn't see you again.

The memories transmitting to his machine's footage would be what was left of his last moments.It was supposed to be you loving him. You staying with him. No one could breath the air that you breathe. Not a single person. But, who could stop that from happening when he was gone?

Recombinant (Recom) Miles Quaritch.

Recom Miles Quaritch strikes me as the time to be possessive and vengeful. But, there is the ounce of mercy held in him that holds best. He was alive. Miles came back. He was a dead man walking.

Who came back to life. It had been so long and the soldier had to be reminded of his past. But, Quaritch did not forget about you at all. In fact, the first moments of his new life, he punched the man he thought was Jake Sully.

Miles attacked viciously, caught in a red haze. He didn't see Lyle. He saw Jake Sully. The man who pushed you into Pandora's beauty. It took much work from the rest of the recoms to calm him down. Miles was confused.

He was now a big blue guy. Outstanding ( you guys know if you know 😇). Now, the question begged: Where were you now? During the first excursion, Miles kept up the facade of a happy go lucky man. But, there was a real mission in his mind: To get you back.Miles went from hell and back. You can kill a Marine, but they would all gather back up in hell. Miles is coming. For you.

Lo'ak Sully

Lo'ak strikes me as the type of yandere who seeks to impress you. Lo'ak would most likely lie behind your back to keep you close.

Manipulation ✨

Lo'ak would have most likely met you if you were born on Pandora like Spider was. Maybe you just were aloof and didn't really pay attention to Lo'ak and his buddies.

But, maybe you decided to bold and speak with one of the siblings. Maybe Spider coaxed you into making new friends. Perhaps you met Lo'ak in that way. Lo'ak may have taken interest in your odd looks or different outlooks.

Maybe you just screwed everything up. Or maybe, you saw right through Lo'ak. If it were to happen in that case, Lo'ak would not want to leave you alone. Not ever. Lo'ak would want to keep this relationship as close as possible.

Kiri

Kiri strikes me as the type of yandere who would use manipulative tactics rather than physical. She may have met you when you were sitting in the lab. Perhaps it was when you were observing her mother's soulless body.

Kiri holds a strong attachment to Grace. After all, Kiri never got to physically meet her mother. If you held the same admiration for the life on Pandora and found interest in Grace's works, perhaps then was when Kiri found most of her interest in you.

Kiri would try to coax you close to her with sharing the life around her. Kiri wants you to love her as she loves you. Connections are important to her since she is so close to Eywa. Kiri would be the most peaceful out of all the yanderes but, do NOT underestimate her. If driven to the point, she can and will kill.

Neteyam Sully

My general headcanons for Neteyam is that he would most likely be the protective yandere. Throwing little jokes here and there. But, you are the most important person to him.

You most likely met in the lab. Neteyam took a liking to you because you laughed at all of his jokes. You supported him. Perhaps Neteyam wanted to take something from you at first when your first interactions began.

You may have had something that he found interest in. Then, after a long quarrel, the both of you made up and began to speak. It was Neteyam who got you to explore some more and feel comfortable in your skin.

And, you helped Neteyam when felt down. Your comforting words helped Neteyam to confide in you and heal from anything that made him feel wrong.

(edit: of course, you can request! Just take heed that I am slow. Be specific please. I do not do nsfw or explicit sexual stuff. Thank you).

#yandere #way of water #avatar the way of water #avatar 2009 #neteyam #loak #kiri sully #miles quaritch #recom miles quaritch #avatar 2

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dyaminedere · 1 year

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Finally get the chance to see Avatar 2 and you know what?

Quaritch as a Na'vi makes him hotter ngl! 👀

With plus Spider? That makes him a platonic yandere dad.

#yeah a protective yandere definitely.#terato #avatar #avatar 2 #avatar spoilers #avatar 2 spoilers #miles quaritch #na'vi avatar #na'vi #colonel quaritch #he is my new obsession now... i wanna see content about him.

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lostsoullover · 1 year

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Yandere Quaritch would be simultaneously the scariest and sexiest thing. Like on one hand he is totally capable of killing people with little to no remorse, on the other hand he would be so sweet to his partner if they just behave for him

#shut up soul #miles quaritch #blorbo #yandere #fanfiction writers feel free to use this as inspiration and tag me in whatever you make

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jake-sullys-wife · 1 month

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My rules/about me a little

About me*

Hello everyone, This is tina.

You might heard about me about how I am with my STUPID OR INSANE request that I asked with other authors.....Because I was desperate and everything going on with my life and sometimes i will forget the request are close even though i already sent it so please forgive me for the mistake 🙏🏽(plus I have add and learning disability🧍🏽‍♀️). but I learned my lesson and will respect the authors.

And Also you might have read or barely read my two requests such as :

A itchy horny feeling 💕, stepdad Jake Sully x human Reader.

(if you don't like this please don't read this if this makes you uncomfortable)

My rules!

Characters ✨:

Characters I will write 😏: Jake Sully, quaritch, neteyam, lo'ak, aounug, tonowari.

Characters I will NOT write 🙅🏽‍♀️: neytiri, Kirk, Grace (if I got her name right), spider.

Will write ✍🏽:

will write down: r*pe/non con, abuse, gun kink, knife kink, blood kink, period sex, breed kink. Yaoi, male x male.(I think that's it for now 🤔 I'm not sure)

Will NOT write 🙅🏽‍♀️: feet kink/fetish, piss kink/fetish, sex with corpse, no male reader, no female x female, no non binary Reader, no transgender reader, no ace reader. (Sorry if that makes you mad or offended).

The emojis I will use on my writing, I think:

I may not be a BIG writer/author I figured why not give it a shot since I read a lot, right? Sorry I'm nervous when it comes to stuff like this so forgive me 🙇🏽‍♀️💦.

Fluff: 💘, 🥰

warning: ⚠️, ✋🏽

Dark/non con: 🖤, ❤️‍🔥, 🩸

Smut: 🔞, 🫦

Funny: 😭, 🧍🏽‍♀️

(I will write down more later on as well)

But do please send me your wildest requestor or ask me anything you like for me to answer and so I will try my very best to write them down.

So please don't hate about what you just read I'm trying my best.

Have a nice day! 💓

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deaddovedecadence · 1 year

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Title: To Be,ong

Warning(s): mcd (just quadritch), blood, gore, possessive behavior

Request(s): none

My AO3: deathsfavoritedarling

Spider’s scared, a horrible heart pounding fear that fills him up and makes him want to run away. Surrounded by people he thought of as family on all sides, their allies filling up the space; he doesn’t know what to do. He wants to run, to be gone but they won’t leave him alone.

“Please,” he begs a girl, blue skinner paler than any of his family but her eyes look kind. She almost reminds him of Kiri but lacks his ana’s messy front braids and fang tinged smile. “Please,” he says again, “I want to be left alone,” There’s a scoff from behind him, more precisely against his back. Quadritch who took him with, who stole him from home (who loves him). They’ve been together for a moon cycle now, and he’s scared of what’s going to happen to him.

“Kid, we both know we aren’t getting out of this one.” For half a second he thinks that he could offer Quadritch as appeasement but this man likes him despite his human appearance and Spider is no backstabber.

Neteyam, his protector, his mae’ano steps forwards, healed and furious. “Spider, come to me and everything will be fine.” He wants to, but he is the only thing keeping Quadritch alive. If the man died on his watch- he isn’t quite sure what he would do. “They’ll kill him,” he whispers, begging Neteyam to understand, “If I step away, they will kill him.”

It’s not Neteyam who responds this time but Lo’ak, paint marking him as a Tulkun Makto. “So fucking what? He dies, and we’re safe from him ever hurting anyone again.” Flashes of blood, of Tulkun’s floating in the water, of everything that he has been through; of love, of gentleness late in the night, of being wanted. Spider is selfish because he doesn’t want to stop being wanted.

A short hiss of irritation and a hand, elegant and warm, pulls him away. Spider screams as Neteyam grabs him, tossing himself about and begging for his mae’ano to let him go. “Spider,” Neteysm hisses, cold, furious and possessive, “You are in deep fucking shit right now. Listen to me, ma apre’ano and stay where you are put.” Spider stops struggling, suddenly hyper aware of the fact that he’s scared of his brother for the first time.

The sound of an arrow whistling through the air and Quadritch’s scream makes him flinch, but he hears no death gurgle. He takes the chance to look up and tries not to openly sob at the sight. His not-a-father lays on the ground, two arrows in his legs. Neytiri stands in front of him, stalking forwards like the predator she has always been. Spider wants to help but what can he do against all of them? Any of them?

“My firstborn,” Neytiri says, so gently in comparison to the blood thirst, barely laying dormant, “give to me your brother.” An intake of breath, the soft sound of joy-fear. “Neytiri,” Jake begins, stepping away from the almost ritualistic circle. Spider tries not to flinch, does his best not to think about the inevitable. “Neytiri”, Jake says again, “Are you sure.” She doesn’t seem to deign him with a response other than a hiss, gesturing at Neteyam. “Trust me,” his mae’ano whispers softly, walking towards Neytiri even as he shudders and begs him not to.

Instead of doing anything that Spider expects from her, Neytiri takes him from Neteyam gently, forces him down with her as she kneels in front of a trying to thrash Quadritch, knife in hand.

“As I slit the throat of the undeserving, may he understand that what he does not deserve will forever be taken.” Spider closes his eyes right before it happens, taking Miles by the hand. He doesn’t say anything, but flinches at the feeling of blood spray on his skin.

Hands, so many hands touch him speaking with so much joy. He doesn’t know why he feels so much grief.

“You are ours now,” Neytiri whispers, gently picking him up as Spider sobs, these horrible hitching sobs. More hands come to him but these are familiar. “It’s okay ma mis’ano,” Lo’ak whispers, leaning into him. “You are ours now as we are yours.” The idea is a nice one. HE has never belonged before, it’d be nice to be loved, now.

He is taken from Neytiri, cradled oh so carefully. “My son,” Jake whispers, tensely, “Oel ngati ngenga, I know your grief.” Spider tries to stop his sobs and lifts up his head. “Put me down please Jake. Put me down.”

At least Jake listens, though it doesn’t really matter in the end because Neteyam has him immediately, forcing his head up, and eyes open. “You will be okay,” He says, somehow eternally in tune to everything that Spider does, though not to his emotions like Kiri is. A hand lifts up his mask for a brief moment, painting something on his forehead, with a sticky liquid. It takes him a second to realize that it is blood.

People (his family) pass him around to each other as they ride strange water mounts home, Neytiri being the most frequent holder, still riding on her Ikran. “You are safe now,” She’ll say occasionally, singing other times. Most often though, she’ll play with the blood still on his body, painting with it, and smearing his blue with death.

“My son,” she says as they touch down on an unfamiliar beach, “you are ours now. We will not let anyone hurt you, ever again.”

#avatar #avatar spider #quadritch #miles quaritch #quaritch #atwow angst #atwow #possessive behavior #possessive #obsession #platonic yandere #neytiri #jake sully

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nervousd · 11 months

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Chapter Three— Unexpected visitors

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#SYNOPSIS— The dead come back to visit

#WARNING(S)— This is a dark fic, implications of abandonment, implications of being a bad mother, child abandonment, implications of discrimination, implications of physical abuse, yandere, unhealthy obsession, possessive, prey/hunter dynamics, scent kink, creepy behavior, throat usage?/does that even make sense?, forced kissing, noncon kissing???)) quaritch goes feral, unwanted touching

#CHARACTER(S)— Recom! colonel Miles Quaritch

#NOTE— so I lied— the good stuff will definitely be on the next chapter. I’m also planning to make a Drabble to make up for it

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Quaritch extended out his palm towards the diagram ❝ The target is pretty much this whole island group— ❞ he was cut of by Spider ducking beneath his large frame, he glanced down at his son smiling briefly, ❝— Never been up there, you know those waters doc. What kind of indigenous we got? ❞ Scoresby gestured towards the man on the opposite side of the diagram. The doc was startled out of his own thinking, hesitating briefly as he glanced at the blue Recom looking at him with piercing yellow eyes ❝ Well— uh we got metkayina mostly some Ta’unui maybe fifty villages— ❞

Having enough of his rambiling, Quaritch cut off him with a puzzled face, ❝ uh you are who?❞ he didn’t need to know what specific species of na’vi there was— all he needed to know where was the nearest village nearby to get stated on his mission ❝ Oh I’m uh Doctor Ian Garvin, a marine biologist ❞ he extended out his palm for a handshake but was ultimately ignored by Quaritch, he dropped down his hand in embarrassment, ❝ Fifty villages— a hundred villages. I don’t care we’ll search them all ❞ Scoresby scoffed, and snapped back with an obnoxious tone ❝ I hunt Tulkun, that’s what I’m rigged for that’s all my guys do. I’ve got quotas to meet ❞

A rotten wry smile split Quaritch face, he showed a smile with far too many teeth— teeth to sharp his lips curled up. He looked like a happy predator with upturned lips, ❝ I’ll be nice once than I won’t ❞ Behind him, Lyle lifted his respiratory mask taking a sip of carbon. His yellow eyes gleamed, as he watched the interaction between the two of them. Scoresby pursed his lips, not expecting to be threatened in his own ship, ❝ Oh if you can’t get out of it, get into it. All crew to stations! ❞

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It was difficult being the only human among the na’vi, unable to fully understand the ways of being‘ One of the people ‘ as they say. But they were welcoming to say the least— a bit skittish but nothing you can do about it. Had it not been for Jake sully— Toruk Makto as they call him; you would of never been accepted into the Ta’unui clan. You weren’t ‘ one of the people ‘ just a human coexisting with them. It was difficult at first, finding yourself frustrated with them— and yourself. It was a horrible decision to leave the forest but if you didn’t than you would be stuck with him— burden by the responsibility of being a mother. So you packed your things and left—

Gone the next day leaving no trace behind but a few personal belongings. It was heartless— to abandon a child but you couldn’t bare to look at it. Finding bile crawling up your throat whenever you ever so glanced at it. But that was years ago and you can only find yourself wanting to learn about their life now— only a little. You come up with your own conclusions, that’s he’s fine— doing much better now that you were gone. Has a happy family that gives him all the affection and care he needs— anything to lesson the guilt of abandoning him.

You were startled out of your thoughts as a blue hand appeared in your vision. You jumped like a feral cat, whisking around as your eyes caught culprit of a sheepish male na’vi. ❝Jesus Christ— must you always do this to me? ❞ The male na’vi blinked, cocking his head to the side as he stared at you with wide eyes, ❝ I do not understand this sky people talk— what is this Jesus Christ? ❞ You shook your head, waving your hand in dismissal ❝ Dont worry about it— Sky people nonsense and all that. Your English has gotten good ❞ at your compliment, the male puffed up his chest in pride. You scoff at his flared ego— ever since you’ve been here this male na’vi was always by your side, claiming he was curious about the sky people.

He’s become your student— only for a short while. You’ve been teaching him English for quite some and was surprised to see him learn the language very quick. It brought a sense of peace towards you— familiarity. It’s as if you were back in the past with Grace helping her at the school. A wave of nostalgia hit you, often times you missed the moments you had with everyone. You smiled briefly, the past would always sneak upon you leaving nothing but a longing to see everyone. But you had made your bed— choosing to leave and abandon everyone. Now you must lay in your choices. ❝ You are friends with Toruk Makto, no? ❞

Confused by the sudden interest in an old friend, you nodded, ❝ Yeah— Jake sully, what’s the sudden interest in him? ❞ he hesitated briefly, ❝ He is residing in a metkayina clan— not far from here— there has been talk of war following him ❝ Your lips pursed in response, brows furrowing. ❝ That is odd— not something he would do. Who knows maybe he just wanted a vacation? ❞ He looked at you with wide eyes, ❝ You are certain of this? ❞ You hesitated briefly, you weren’t— Jake would of never fled the Omaticaya— especially Neytiri, seeing as how she loved her home and would even die for her people. This wasn’t something they would do— not unless they were running from something— or someone.

But no one could posses such a threat that would cause Jake to flee— and if they did, we’ll they were dead. But you couldn’t cause panic— ❝ I’m sure, who knows maybe it’s for diplomat reasons ❞ He seemed satisfied with your answer and bided you goodbye. You were back to being alone— busying yourself to your own devices. But worry seemed to overshadow your thoughts— worming their way inside your mind. If Jake was here than what of the boy you gave birth to? Jake didn’t adopt him— no the boy had foster parents that took care of him along with other human children that were left behind. But Jake promised— he promised to watch over him. Did Jake bring him here to the ocean clans? Or did he leave him back at the Omaticaya?

Worry gnawed at your gut— you couldn’t bare to risk seeing the boy. Your stomach churned in disgust— you were cut off by a horn being blasted through the air— your stomach dropped. Through the years residing in the clan not once has the horn been used. Distant cries were heard thought the beach and a loud rumbling sound swallowed their petrified cries. You scrambled towards the noise, terror sticking at your nerves as a large ship came into view, ❝ Oh fuck— fuck! ❞ you scrambled backwards running towards your small hut. You gathered your necessity items, shoving the basic necessities in a small bag.

None of this made sense— they shouldn’t be here, not once had they come near the islands. They were often seen out in the open waters hunting tulkun. This was different— had they come here to threaten or kill the na’vi residing in this island? Peace was not on the table so the like hold of the other two options happening were possible. You flinched at the loud cries coming from the na’vi and the curses of your mother tongue being shouted out. If they caught you— there was no doubt you might be publicly executed for betraying your race.

And so you hid— lost in the wildlife of Pandora you seeked shelter behind a trunk covered by bushes. Your breaths came out labored, you peeked from a small opening seeing the na’vi being rounded up on the clearing. You leaned forward trying to get a better view unaware of the footsteps behind you. You let out a scream as a hand tugged you up from your hiding place. You struggled immediately, clawing at the hands that held onto you— ❝ Stay still—! I got a traitor here! ❞ your attacker dragged you towards the clearing, gun pressing against your back.

You tripped over your own feet a couple of times as you were dragged to the clearing. Countless of na’vi were forced to kneel onto the sand with guns and tasers threatening to cause harm. There were avatars among them humans, dressed in full camo gear with weapons strapped towards their vest. The color drained from your face as you made eye contact with piercing yellow eyes, ❝ What the actual fuck— ❞ you were starting to panic, kicking your feet and acting like a mad woman— you were unsure of what to do but your brain screamed at you to run.

In front of you was the man you once thought was dead— no you were certain he was dead. His skeleton was out in the forest decomposing on itself. Yet, here he was, breathing and certainly alive. He was back from the dead and this time he came back blue. Beside him was a human boy wearing na’vi clothes, he was covered in blue stripes. A flicker of recognition sparkled in your eyes— your breath hitched at your throat, ❝no— no! ❞ you shook your head refusing to accept the truth. A newfound strength courses through your body.

You elbowed the guy on the ribs making a run for it, ❝ Don’t shoot! I need her alive! ❞ a familiar voice ran along the clearing— it was him. Colonel Miles Quaritch was back from the dead and came back bigger, stronger and faster in the body of a na’vi—a species he hated with a passion. But how was that even possible? You wouldn’t stay to find out— you had to leave— to hide

❝ Get back here! ❞ He roared out, the sheer volume and grit of his voice caused the ends of your hairs to stand up. He launched himself to your pursuit, screaming out in rage. He was hot on your tail, commanding you stop running but it only caused you to pump your legs faster. Soon enough you heard him right behind you— you glanced back a mistake you realized as he ran at you in a primal way. Hands and feet— claws out for a grip against the terrain he pounced on you. ❝C’mere! ❞ You ducked out the way, barley missing his grasp but not without paying the price of your shirt being torn by his claws. You slammed yourself against a trunk barley missing his claws. You scrambled back to your feet leaving him in the dust.

❝ Stop running! ❞ he screamed out, ❝ you’re suppose to be with me— You’re mine— mine! ❞ Sharp canines gritted against each other and bared into a sneer, his brows were furrowed and yellow eyes were wide like saucers— he looked insane as if he submitted himself to his primal instincts. He was fixated on getting you; even going as far as his abandoning his gun— anything that slowed him down. A shaky sigh left his lips as he gripped the garment of your torn blouse— he inhaled deeply pressing it against his nose. He swears he could taste your scent on his tongue. It’s yours— and you’re here with him.

He exhaled shaky, pocketing the torn piece of clothing inside his pocket. He glanced back up finding you no where in his sight. His ears flattened against his skull, tail laying limp, ❝Don’t be mean now honey— ❞ his voice drawled out, the smirk wiping off his face seeing as there was no indication to where you could possibly be. He scouted out the area in a frenzy coming to a halt as a thud behind him makes him turn around in a swift. He rushes over to the sound pushing away the wildlife , ❝ Gotcha! ❞ his excitement died down when all he found was a small animal cowering in fear. He let out a hiss of frustration, tail whipping around as his anxiety clawed at him.

Panic rose as he searched every creek he could find— which way did you go? His frustration bubbled in his chest, ❝ If you don’t come out right now I swear I’ll paint that ass red and blue! ❞ He looked left and right, running in circles looking for any sign or indication to where you could possibly be. Meanwhile, you had ran as far as you could ending up near your shack. You stoped to catch your breath, heart beating against your chest in an erratic way. You bended over placing your hand on your knees— you had lost him for now. But what can you do before he catches up to you again? For how long can you evade his grasp? Leaving the island would be impossible. This was a hopeless scenario for you— there was no way to flee and running was the only option. You could hide in your shack but wouldn’t that be the first place they would check?

You couldn’t give up now, standing straight you began to plot your next move. Hiding was a no go— you need small places somewhere a na’vi can’t fit in. You could hear the distant scream of your name out in the woods, your head whipped to the sound. Tripping over your own steps you decided to push more distance away from him. You knew exactly where to go— you’ve known this island for years. He doesn’t, all that matters is making sure he doesn’t catch up to you before you get there. Soon enough you heard a branch break beside you— you don’t have time to register the force that impacted you.

You feel like you’re flying through the air— unable to grasp what’s going on. He’s grabbing you and wrestling you beneath him— a coarse laugh came from him, his canines glistened from the copious amount of times of running his tongue over them— unable to swallow his exceeding amount of saliva. His tail thumped behind him in excitement, ❝ I got you, sweetheart— you’re mine now ❞ his chuckles were hoarse, shoulders shaking as deep rumbles came within his chest.

He pressed his nose against the juncture of your nape, curling himself to your size. You froze— did he just sniff you? He’s panting, whole body trembling. ❝ You done teasing me? You and I have some unfinished business to get to. How about we finish that family that we started? Give the brat a couple of siblings while you and I get to be acquainted once again ❞ You shook your head frantically, the thought of having another child with him disgust you. Tears slid down your cheeks freely, you wanted to scream and cry out. This was a nightmare come to life. You let out a squeal as you felt his palm reach down and grabbed a handful of your ass, groping and squeezing the flesh. He rained down numerous kisses on your neck, nipping and lapping at your flesh. You were frozen in place— He was terrifying, and too fucking big. His whole body encased yours. Quaritch looked at you, pupils blown wide—. Your attempts to trash away from his grip was useless against his strength and size. He was overwhelming— you could only see and feel him. Both of his massive biceps were placed beside you, lowering his chest towards back.

Back when he was human he always towered over you but now as a na’vi? He was huge— it was like you were his own personal human doll. You could hear shuffling behind you— you were manhandled as if you were nothing but cargo. You were face to face with him. His biceps kept you locked in his embrace, lowering himself towards you. He was starved for you— relishing every touch he could get from you. You however— we’re frightened and did everything possible to get away from his embrace. You wiggled and kicked helplessly under his strong grip— his arms tightened around you like a snake coiling around it’s prey. It only just hit how strong and big his was.

He hugged you even closer— if it was even possible to do so. Pressing your body against his, he let out a deep low moan making you let out a squeak as you felt his canines drag across your flesh. He leaned down again— seeing his face dip towards yours; you turned your face to the side avoiding his lips from touching yours. His lips skimmed over your cheeks— a low animalistic snarl escaped from him. His fingers dug into your jaws and wrenched your face to look back at him. ❝ You will not take this from me, girl— I have waited so long to have you ❞

His lips pressed against yours in a messy kiss, he pressed his tongue against your mouth. Claws prodding your jaw to open up as he swallowed your mouth whole. Tears streamed down your cheeks— He doesn’t get to have you— you weren’t his. You wish you could tell him this but all you can squeak out are muffled sobs. Quaritch was overjoyed— a sense of peace came flowing to him. You were back in his arms, exactly where he wanted you. Nothing can stop him now— not even the order he was given from his predecessor— you were meant to be his— human or na’vi doesn’t matter.

Your attempts to break away from the kiss were futile against his overwhelming strength. He deepened the kiss, tongue lashing at ever crook and crane he could find. Tears pricked the corner of your eyes as you felt his tongue slither down your throat. Your fist slammed against his chest seeing black dots prick at the corner of your vision. Feeling you go limp in his arms caused him to draw back from your mouth. His hold on you however remained— a string of saliva connected both of your lips. Face running red, you stared at him unable to fully wrap your head on just what happened

He stared back down at you, completely unfazed. As if this was the most natural thing to do ❝ What? Cat got your tongue, hmm Princess? ❞ , you shook your head to the side a couple of times; mumbling out incoherent words. His ears however managed to hear you every well, ❝ You’re not him— how are you even alive? You died— ❞ you babbled out— pawing against his chest pathetically, pushing and slapping with your weak strength. A mistake you were quick to realize as he slammed you back to the ground caging you in his arms, ❝ Just relax, princes I’ll explain it to ya— you see I’m a clone of that old man. He’s deceased— he was weak ❞ he hissed, ❝ I’m better— I’m stronger and I am going to take what is rightfully mine; starting with you ❞

Small wheezes came from you, you looked at him as if he was absurd ❝ I don’t belong to you— ❞ his fingers curled around your throat ❝ Watch it— clearly you’re attitude has been left unchecked for quite a long time. Don’t worry sweetheart, daddy will fix that ❞ His palm pressed against your back bringing you upwards to him, he coaxed you to his lap; tail wrapping around your arm. His palms groped your flesh, touching every place he could. His hands fiddled with your blouse, scrunching up the piece of fabric you called blouse tearing it off. You’re breast bounced from the impact— you curled inward to protect your modesty. His fingers itched to grab hold of your breast— lips curling up at your refusal. However, a static voice coming from his earpiece caused him to pause his actions. You couldnt catch what they were saying but you doubted it was anything good. His yellow eyes gleamed, ❝ Let’s get you back home— where you belong ❞

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princess-of-thebes-1995 · 28 days

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I love his pearly white teeth. They are also so straight. Anyway, imagine these expressions when he sees you.

#avatar #avatar way of water #miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #yandere miles quaritch #dark miles quaritch #stephen lang #handsome #navi #yandere

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md-sakil · 1 year

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#season 3 #miles quaritch #black and white #education #long reads #tattoos #yandere #yugioh #the untamed #instagram #oscars #portrait #sami zayn

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milequaritchsslut · 1 year

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Aged Up Yandere Neteyam x Fem Reader Part 1

Warnings: Obsessive behavior, reader being very naive, teasing, mentions of death, possessiveness, fluff, manhandling, kissing, heavy manipulation, mentions of alcohol, marking, crying, tainted reality, abuse, reader being poisoned, worrying, yandere, name calling, fighting, violence,

Word count: 7.2k

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Anything you did was perfect in his eyes. His attraction towards you grew more and more everyday. Every interaction he shared with you, he cherished. He saw you as otherworldly. You were the only thing he thought of, everything he did reminded him of you. His interest in you was never ending, he wanted you with him at all times. But he didn’t want to frighten you, in fact he didn’t want you to know at all. He was smart about it, never talking about you to his family or friends. Always denying his interest in you whenever his friends asked. You were his only hobby, the only thing on this planet that Interested him.

The women of his clan seemed to also have an interest in this young man. He was very attractive and this easily attracted attention. No matter what he did, some girl would compliment him on it. It was nice at first, but he soon became more and more annoyed by these basic women. He couldn’t believe the nerve they had, thinking they were good enough for him? Nobody was good enough for him, only you. You were his one true love, the only woman who was more than worthy of his attention.

Though you never thought of it that way, you hadn’t noticed his lingering stares or how he always made excuses to see you. You kept to yourself most of the time, you weren’t shy or anything. You just didn’t like sharing yourself with others. Except for him, Neteyam Sully never judged you. He was so trustworthy in your eyes, you two had become very close over the last year. You considered him your best friend, though you wished he could be more than that. You were delusional at this point, he was so obviously in love with you.

Even your friends had made you aware of it. When you’d talk to them about him. Sitting in your hut while you weaved your bracelets and necklaces with beautiful pearls and crystals found around the forest. Your friend Kimpi sitting next to you, weaving a pearl bracelet for her mothers birthday had butted into the coversation between you and your close friend Zurka. “So y/n when are you and Neteyam getting mated” she teased, a smile spreading on her dark blue skin. “Kimpi he does not like me like that! We are just close friends” you stated, still so convinced he didn’t share feelings with you. “Y/n he’s always looking at you!” Zurka pushed, grabbing a Pearl from Kimpi’s pile.

Your skin soon turned dark getting flustered at the thought of him staring you down. His eyes were deeper then the heat of the sun, and his lashes thicker than any you’d ever seen. “I’m too scared to say anything anyways” you confessed, changing your position from being hunched over for so long. You were planning on giving this necklace to Neteyam as a gift.

You were always giving him things to remind him of you. Hand woven bracelets, a new knife holster he could use on trips, or just simple rocks you had found on the forest ground while adventuring. They were innocent little gifts you gave, you didn’t mean for them to be anything more. Though Neteyam had a different idea in mind, he cherished your gifts. He saved them all in his hut, always wearing them no matter how ridiculous they looked. If they came from you then they were perfect is how he saw it. His friends would tease him for wearing those girly bracelets saying things like “strong men don’t wear bracelets!” or “those look ridiculous Neteyam”. He scolded them each time, and they soon learned to never mention them. Whenever it came to you, he defended you with his life. He didn’t care if you were in the wrong, because in his mind you were right.

Today was your clans yearly celebration to welcome in growth and prosperity. The clan would feast before eclipse, and party till the sun came up. You had never went to it, scared you’d get too drunk. You had planned on staying home again this year but those plans would soon be forgotten. You and neteyam planned on going to the watering hole with a few of his and your friends for the day. Walking next to neteyam, he had his arm around your shoulder as you walked together. Neteyam was very touchy with you ever since you two had become close. You weren’t bothered by it, in fact you enjoyed having a strong guy like him having his hands on you. Though you did get flustered by his touch, you never stopped him. He loved having his hands on you, even just moving a strand of your hair out of the way made him happy. Any excuse to touch you he took it, but he was respectful about it. Making sure to never wander too low, scared to make you uncomfortable.

“Hey lovebirds, we’re almost there” Rawpi one of Neteyams friends announced, looking back at you two as he walked next to Zurka. With Kimpi and Kilun giggling in front of them. You averted your gaze to the mossy ground, from Rawpis comment.

“Hey don’t listen to him, he’s a skxwang” squeezing your shoulder, smiling down at your flustered state.

“Thanks Teyam” appreciative of his lightheartedness, you eased up and let the sun hit your dark blue skin once again. Today was especially hot, with no clouds covering the sky. Everyone had sweat beading down their faces, fanning themselves with whatever they could bring with them.

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Laying on the sandy ground with a rock supporting your head, you rested your eyes. You planned on sunbathing today, allowing its rays to burn into your skin seemed like a perfect day to you. Neteyam hesitating to join his friends, soon abandoned the idea and came over to you. He’d rather watch you lay in the sun, than not be in your welcoming presence. Walking over to your spread out figure, and ignoring his friends asking him to join them. He stood over you like a beast about to devour their prey, his eyes devoured your position. Wishing it could just be you and him, splayed on the sand holding each other letting the sun burn you both. Sitting down next to you he inhaled your scent, soon finding himself hovering over your body to engulf your scent.

”hey y/n” smiling down at you, now trapping you under him. He had dreamed of this, having you under him so many times, it was basically a memory indented into his mind. You were the only person on his mind, from sunrise to sunset. He was dedicated to you, he only wanted to make you happy. His obsession consumed him and every fiber of his being. He lived to please you and only you.

Opening your eyes, you stared up at the strange position he had you in. “N-neteyam why are you so close?” Flustered, your skin darkened again. Noticing this Neteyam giggled at your embarrassment, you got flustered so easily. “I wanted to lay with you y/n” brushing his finger past your warm cheek. You nodded, letting him shift his weight on your body. Laying his head onto your chest, he nuzzled into your embrace. Getting comfortable he began to purr as he held your frame in his hands. Closing his eyes, you did the same, brushing his soft braids with your hands. Smiling at his cuteness, he seemed so sweet, so innocent just wanting to lay with you.

As you rested neteyam couldn’t help but inhale your scent once again. Your scent distracted his concentration, you smelled so sweet to him. He wanted to attached himself to you, keeping you safe from the worlds dangers. He was possessive of you, always holding you close in public places, eyeing down any man who dared lay their eyes on you. He had to stop himself every time a man talked to you, imagining their dead body under him as he plunged his dagger deeper and deeper each time. He wished he could make you stay away from the outside world, wishing he was the only person you’d talk to, scared that you’d get hurt. In his eyes, he was the only person who could protect you, the only one you needed. He wished you would see that, that all you needed was him and nobody else. He wanted to control you, control every interaction you had with anyone who wasn’t him. You were so fragile, so innocent, anyone could corrupt your sweet little mind.

That was why he would claim you as his tonight, asking to be yours. No not asking, demanding you to submit to him. He had done everything to win you over, he never put you down, always complimenting your appearance, always taking you places you’d never been to, always standing up for you, never putting his responsibilities over you. He had created this image of himself that you saw that you could never stay away from. A man who would never hurt a fly, who would go out of his way to help his people. You entrusted him with all your secrets, which he always kept to himself. You had let your walls down for him, you had been hurt so many times by so many people. He was a breathe of fresh air to you, he loved you for who you really were.

The day went by fast, opening your eyes you had realized you had spent the day laying with neteyam. Looking down at neteyams position you noticed how tightly he was holding you, like you were his stuffed animal he slept with at night. The realization caused a smile to grow, looking up you saw your friends getting out of the water and heading towards you. “Ooo y/n and Neteyam are in looove” Kimpi teased, getting the other kids to laugh. Rolling your eyes, you softly shook neteyam out of his sleep to stop the embarrassment. Lifting his head up, his eyes were half awake looking up at your warm smile. “You are so comfortable to lay on y/n” he admitted, rubbing his head against your neck, trying to warm himself even more then he already was. “Neteyam we have to go it is almost eclipse” you warned, now even more embarrassed by his sudden actions. Lifting himself off of you he scanned your body for any sunburn. “Are you ok y/n? You are very warm” checking behind him, he noticed the group drawing closer.

Quickly removing himself from you, he lent out a hand. Neteyam had always been a ladies man. Always helping you out, even when you didn’t need it. But in his eyes you were a fragile piece of art that needed to be kept safe at all times. Not looking into his eyes as you replied “Thank you Teyam”. On the walk back you and neteyam talked about a handful of things. Mostly about the party later that night, Neteyam had told you he had to go to it as the chiefs son and invited you to join him.

“Idk Teyam, I don’t wanna get too drunk” the thought causing a laugh to erupt from your dry throat.

“I’ll make sure you don’t.” He suggested, he’d rather have you with him than with your friends. He didn’t like them much, he saw them as bad influences on you. They would be getting drunk with you, and he didn’t need them getting you into any trouble. “I’ll keep you by my side the whole time” Glancing back to your friends, you agreed hoping being with him would make it fun. You loved partying, it was one of your hobbies in fact. You were always out with your friends, getting invited to parties almost every night. You enjoyed it, it was how you let out your frustrations. Dancing the night away was your way of letting everything out.

By the time everyone had gotten back, the feast had already begun. You felt bad because you had made Neteyam late. But he reassured you his father wouldn’t be mad. Sitting next to him around the fire, you talked with him about his duties and how it was hard for him. “I’m sorry your father makes you do those things Teyam that’s not fair” offering him your drink. As he took a sip, you noticed Kimpi walking towards you and waving as she came closer. Kneeling down behind you “Hey some kids our age are having their own party. You and neteyam should come” glancing between the both of as she waited for you response. “No we’re gonna stay here but thanks” annoyed that she was even talking to him. “Cmon neteyam it’ll be fun” hoping he’d join you, you stood up waiting for him.

“Y/n that is not a good idea” his expression changed to one you had never seen. It kind of scared you, he seemed to be mad at you for suggesting it. “Yeah neteyam it’ll be fun” Kimpi joined in. His gaze darkened at her budding in “I wasn’t talking to you Kimpi” his voice stern as he talked. “Please neteyam, I promise I won’t drink” placing your hand on his shoulder, you rubbed it hoping it would calm him down. To your surprise it did, getting up he took your hand and nodded giving you a smile.

Kimpi had led you to a small bonfire with kids your age dancing and being loud. There was loud music coming from a radio left behind by the humans, that everyone was dancing to. You didn’t understand the words, but it was still catchy. Looking at neteyam you smiled as you ran to the mob of loud teens. Neteyam annoyed, went to get a drink, never taking his eyes off you. He didn’t want to be here, he didn’t need any guys hitting on his future mate. Or even worse trying to take advantage of you.

As you danced, you hadn’t noticed the attention you had drawn to yourself. Someone in particular was eyeing your swaying frame, Kilun one of Neteyams friends. Who was already highly intoxicated from the booze walked towards you. Taking your hand in his he began to dance with you, looking up at him you immediately smiled. He was a mutual friend, who you enjoyed the company of. You innocently jumped with him, his hands moving to your waist. He drunkenly admired your hips shimmering in sweat. Moving his gaze to your face, he unapologetically winked playfully. You giggled at him, as he twirled you around and dipped you in his arms. As you lost yourself in the heat of the moment, Kilun quickly backed away leaving you standing by yourself. “Kilun where are you going?” Walking towards him, frantically wanting your dancing partner back. “S-stop y/n don’t come any closer” he warned, frightened he put his hand out to stop you from touching him, and turning around to leave you by yourself.

Unbeknownst to you neteyam had been watching you and Kilun the whole time. Rage engulfing his vision, he had decided to break you two apart, walking behind you. A dark aura surrounded him, causing people to back away from him in the crowd. His breathe had become hot and hitched, his hands balling into fists from the way Kilun handled you. As you stood there a large hand pulled you back. Their grip almost leaving a bruise on your arm. As you were pulled you turned to face them, stumbling on your feet as they dragged you out of crowd. “H-hey that hurts!” You protested, realizing it was Neteyam you studied his body language as he led you outside of the crowd.

Standing over you his chest heaved in vexation, anger seeped through his pores as he looked at you through his darkened eyelids. Your hands immediately went behind your back, scared by his body language you averted eye contact. Letting out a long breathe he spoke “I told you this wasn’t a good idea y/n, he had his hands all over you. Imagine what would have happened if I didn’t step in Hm?” He talked to you as if you were a child who just disobeyed their parents. “I-I’m sorry Neteyam” scared, your eyes started getting teary. You sniffled trying to keep them in, wiping your eyes as you looked down. Watching you, a wave of guilt moved through him. He shouldn’t have been so stern, now he had hurt you. “Hey, hey it’s ok y/n. I-I shouldn’t have been so mean I’m sorry” Pulling your small frame into him, as he wrapped his strong arms around you. The sudden contact caused your tears to finally come out. You cried into his chest, feeling the salty drops cover his chest. “I-I-It hurt when you pulled me Teyam” stuttering over your own words, as you held him close. Tears clouding your vision as your sobs filled his senses.

“Y/n I’m so sorry. I just- I don’t want other men touching you like that. Because I- Idk how to say this y/n.” Holding you closer with every word. It broke his heart seeing you like this, and it being caused by his own actions. “Neteyam wh-what are you trying to say?” Pulling away to look into his eyes. Your sobs instantly stopped, awaiting his next words. Speaking first “I- I like you” you blurted out, caught up in the feeling that rode through your body. “I like you too y/n” he replied, slowly entangling his lips with your puffy ones. Your eyes closed shut, taking in the moment. You wrapped your hands into his braids, gripping them as he relentlessly indulged into your taste. You began kissing back, sliding your tongue through his soft lips. He tasted like sweet honey, made from the depths of heaven itself. Finally needing air you tried to pull back, but he only deepened the kiss holding you closer into his grip. Not letting you out of his comfort, you tasted too sweet to let go of. He had waited so long to taste you, just for you to pull back so quick.

As you finally freed yourself of his grip, you gasped for air. Letting the oxygen fill your lungs. Making eye contact with him, a sly smirk grew on his soft features from your heightened state. Smiling back, you rolled your eyes and you licked your lips letting yourself fall onto his muscular chest. “Am I a good kisser?” He asked, rubbing his hands on your head. A hint of sarcasm added at the end of his question. His chest still heaving from just seconds ago. Tightening your grip you nodded into his chest as his arms wrapped around you. “Let’s take you home” he suggested as he took your hand leading you back to the village. Agreeing you followed him, the air seemed to change as you walked. It felt new and refreshing, maybe you were just tried? A smirk began to grow on his face once again. You were his now, he owned you, you were all for him to have, and he loved it. All his desires were falling into place, he loved you so much.

You were too beautiful for this world to see, he thought. You had looked so beautiful when you pulled away, your out of breathe state was embroidered into his mind. Your tears glazing your vision, the way your chest had heaved from one simple kiss ignited something in him. He needed you with him at all times, he was scared someone else would be able to see you in that state. That was for him and only him to see, he needed everyone to know that you were his. He needed to mark you, here and now. Without another thought, his lust entranced him. Pinning you against the first tree in his line of sight, he made room for his canines by moving your head out of the way for his. Startled by his actions your breathe stammered “Neteyam what are yo-“ being cut off by his fangs sinking deep into your neck.

You cried out in pain, tears coming down your face once again. Coming up to your face he quickly comforted you, peppering kisses from your cheek down to your neck. “I’m sorry baby- but I had to” placing one last kiss on your quivering lips. Your eyes filled with fear from the image in front of you. His pupils had dilated, frightened you stumbled on your words “T-Teyam your eyes-“ wiping your tears with his scruff hands he quieted you down “shh shh y/n it’s ok” placing another kiss on your temple. “Teyam you’re scaring me” you begged still shook from his past actions. “Baby you’re not thinking straight- everything's ok I got you” holding you in his arms. The way he comforted you, calmed you down. Made you think about your actions, maybe you weren’t thinking straight, now that you had thought about it you were really tired. He would never hurt you intentionally right? He’s a sweet guy, he’d never lie to you about something like that. Convinced you nodded, letting him wipe the tears from your rosy face.

“I-I’m sorry I overreacted Teyam” changing your gaze to the soft soil under you, embarrassed by your overreaction. His gaze softened at your innocent apology “Oh its ok baby, you’re just tired let’s get you home yeah?” Letting you stand up he reached for your hand again, leading you back to the village. That seemed like it was just yesterday now, you and neteyam have been a couple for a few months. You were always by his side, no matter where you two were the other was never far behind. Ever since you two got together it seemed almost like he never let you go out. It was always some excuse “But you hung out with them last week” or “It’s almost eclipse you shouldn’t be out” or “If you care about me you’ll listen to what I asked” . But he was just being kind, he didn’t want you to get hurt. Today you finally planned a day out with Kimpi and Zurka, you were having a picnic in the forest.

Excited, you got up early in the morning to get ready. As you got your basket ready, neteyam had walked in. Surprised you looked at him in confusion, it was still early in the morning and he wasn’t one to loose sleep so easily. “Neteyam why are you up so early?” You asked still filling up your basket. “I could ask you the same thing” annoyed he didn’t avert his gaze, waiting for you to pay attention to him. The room seemed to get hot with his presence, but you’ve gotten used to it. “Remember Teyam? I’m going out with Kimpi and Zurka!” Reminding him of your conversation you had about a week ago. Jogging his memory he sighed “You know I don’t like them y/n, they aren’t good for you”. You noticed how he had an agenda against them, but you just couldn’t understand why. They had never been mean to him in any way that you were aware of. Standing up to meet him you walked up, cupping his cheek in your hand before giving him a peck on his temple “I promise I’ll be safe” before walking past him. His hand quickly gripped onto your wrist causing you to stop in your tracks and look up at him. “This conversation is not done y/n” gaze darkening, as he looked at you through hooded eyes. “Neteyam that hurts” you pleaded, trying to rid of his grip. “why don’t you listen to me baby Hm? I don’t ask that much of you, why can’t you fucking listen to me?” Annoyed he let go of your wrist and walked out mumbling to himself as he did. Leaving you with your thoughts, why was he so cold to you sometimes? What had you done that was so wrong?

Walking out of your hut still a bit frizzled by what just happened, you went looking for Kimpi and Zurka, to find them waiting at the edge of the village. Waving to them, you watched their expressions change into smiles. “Hey guys!” You exchanged smiles as you began to walk with them. “Hey y/n! We haven’t hung out in forever it feels like!” Zurka suggested, as you drew closer to the picnic spot. “Oh yeah, neteyam has been so needy lately” you confessed, tired of him for now. “Well that’s actually one of the reasons we planned this picnic y/n” Kimpi added. Confused you shared looks at both of them. Coming to the spot, you set down the food. Zurka splayed out the blanket, as Kimpi got out the drinks. Once you all got settled , you spoke first. “So what did you guys want to talk about?” Sitting across from them both, as you plopped a berry in your mouth and took a sip of water.

“we don’t think neteyam is good for you y/n” Kimpi let out, she worried for you and your health. “It seems hes very controlling of everything you do, we don’t want you to be with someone like that”. Her position soon changed as she stiffed up, hoping you’d listen to them. “You’re always canceling plans because of him, and he’s very touchy with you when he’s mad y/n” Zurka added, they were wrong you thought. Neteyam would never ever hurt you, he loves you too much. He always tells you how he would never hurt, and he’s a man of his word. Maybe he was right, were they really jealous of your relationship? “Neteyam would never hurt me, he loves me too much. Stop worrying about me I promise you guys I’m ok” It seemed as if the air had gotten heavy, because your eyelids felt heavy. Blinking continuously, you tried to stay awake. Your friends noticing your sleepy state, Zurka confused came closer laying her hand on your shoulder trying to keep you awake “Y/n snap out of it” snapping in front of your face. Your vision blurry, you fell back closing your eyes.

Opening your eyes, your felt a hand underneath you. Looking up you blinked trying to make out the face hovering over you. It was Neteyams, “neteyam where’s Kimpi and Zurka?” Sitting up from his lap. Your hands coming to hold you up as you looked around. “They left you with me when you passed out” running his hands through your hair. “I was feeling fine though, I don’t know why I passed out” you added, still confused. “How long have I been here Teyam?” Turning to face him, you wrapped yourself around him with your face in the crook of his neck. “Oh about a few hours, I was worried for you y/n” planting a kiss on your neck as he talked.

“I don’t mean to worry you Teyam” saddened that your boyfriend would worry for you like that. He asked “Can I tell you something baby?” Moving your face to look at him, he looked into your eyes for approval. Nodding you let him speak “I think your friends might have poisoned your food”. “Teyam what are you saying?” “I’ve told you they aren’t good for you baby, and now look what happened when you hung out with them” taking in his words, you thought about what he said, “Teyam they would never do that to me!” Your thought process was wrecked a the thought they would really poison you, they were your best friends. But maybe he was right, they did say they didn’t want you to be with Neteyam. So maybe this was how they tried to break you apart. “Baby I would never lie to you about something like this, I don’t want you getting hurt” bringing you back into the hug he planted more kisses down your face as he rocked you in his arms.

“I-I know Teyam, they did tell me something though” all of a sudden he stopped, his movements came to a halt at your words. “What did they tell you baby?” Still holding you.“They don’t want you to be with me, they think you’re toxic and we shouldn’t be together” you confessed, tracing small circles on his back. A loud sigh came out of him, as if a weight had just been lifted off his shoulders. “My love I told you they were jealous of us, now this shows that I was right” rubbing the base of your spine as he spoke. His embrace was warm, and subtle. You felt safe within him, so warm and inviting. You loved it when he held you, you would lay with each other for hours on end. Just laying in the sun, as he held you tight. “I’m sorry I ever doubted you Teyam” “I forgive you baby, you were just blinded by their jealousy“. After your conversation, you spent the rest of the day with neteyam in his hut. Kiri had come in to weave a knew hunting socket. Sitting criss crossed a few feet away from you and neteyam “so how was your picnic y/n?” Too focused on her weaving to look up. Looking at neteyam, he nodded as you explained.

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“I don’t think Kimpi would do that to you y/n, maybe you were just tired” Kiri said trying to give you a voice of reason.

Neteyam suddenly got stiff as he held you in his arms, your back flush to his chest. “Are you saying I’m wrong sister?” He asked, his breath coming out hard as he spoke. “No- I just think you need to rethink your decisions brother” finally looking up, only to be met with an angry figure making eye contact with her. “Neteyam are you-“ quickly being cut off “I knew it! You are jealous of me and y/n kiri, you are my sister you should be happy for me!” His voice loud, as the room ran cold. Astonished Kiri sat there for a long while, surprised by her brothers words. She’s been nothing but supportive of you and Neteyam’s relationship since the start. Always saying how cute you two looked together, never snitching on him when he snuck out to see you after eclipse. She was the last person on pandora who would ever want to break you two apart. She soon shook her head, as disgust washed over her face. Her brother’s accusations turning her demeanor cold.

Your ears twitched from the tension that had flooded the room. You didn’t understand what neteyam was talking about, you saw nothing but support from Kiri ever since you had got together. “Is that really what you think of me neteyam?” She asked, her current distraction now put to the side. “It’s the truth” gritting his teeth as he spoke. “You are ridiculous Neteyam!” Taking her hunting socket, and leaving the room she left you and Neteyam alone again. You were embarrassed by his actions, accusing his own sister of trying to break him up? Was he crazy or something? You moved yourself out of his grasp to sit in front of him. You had a worried look on your face as you sat looking at his uneasy state. “Teyam what has gotten into you? Kiri would never be jealous of us” Squinting at him, still confused you waited for his answer.

Neteyam still visibly angry, huffed at your response to his comment. “Have you never seen her eyes lingering on us before? She’s always looking at us, I can see the jealousy in her eyes. How have you never noticed it?” His ears lowering down, as he spoke. Worry soon replaced your confusion, as the words came out of him. “Teyam please don’t act this way towards your sister, she just wants what’s best for both of us” rubbing your hands up and down his thigh, hoping he’d calm down. He was annoyed with you, how could you not see what he saw? It was so blatantly obvious to him. You were one of a kind, and everyone wanted you. Everyone envied him for it, he was so lucky to have you and he wasn’t going to let anyone ruin it for him. Not Kiri, not your stupid friends, nobody would get in his way when it came to you. You deserved every gem that this beautiful planet could offer, every desire you ever had he would provide to you. Though you never asked him for much but his love, he never fell short from astonishing in your eyes.

But sometimes you couldn’t help but become disappointed in him when he got like this. You were disappointed in him, he was the next Olo’eyktan and he was making accusations left and right. He didn’t mean any harm right? He just wanted what was best for you both, and you needed to obey. He was more detailed than you when it came to these kinds of things, maybe you just weren’t aware. He was wise for his age, he must be right then. Neteyam noticing your discomforting state, he reached for your hand. Rubbing it a few times, and softening his body before he spoke “Y/n I know what I saw, and I need you to be on my side for this-Please?” Cupping your cheek in his hands, rubbing it softly as he waited. Looking down at your bracelet “ok” came out. Moving your gaze to his soft expression, as you obeyed him.

You hadn’t seen Kiri in weeks, after the incident with neteyam. You weren’t looking forward to the interaction anyways. Today you were working with Neytiri for Tshaik training. Since you and neteyam were almost of age to mate, Neytiri had been training you day in and day out. Inside of the nursing hut, you were hunched over a bowl as you crushed herbs to help an injured warrior. “Yes yes just like that y/n” Neytiri said encouraging your actions, as she bandaged up the warriors bloody arm. Hearing the curtain move, you turned your attention behind you watching Kiri walk in with her arm bleeding. Neytiri noticing she quickly asked you “Go and help Kiri” pointing to the injured girl across the room.

Nodding you got up and greeted her “Come sit Kiri” bringing her to the closest mat. Her expression changing into a small smile, she had expected you to be cold from your last interaction “Thank you y/n”. Sitting down in front of you, you quickly grabbed the supplies next to you and got to work. Grinding the herbs into your small bowl, you could feel Kiri’s eyes burning into your scalp. Clearing your throat you looked up meeting her gaze “So how have you been? I haven’t seen you in weeks” you spoke, out of pure curiosity. Excited to answer she replied quickly “Well I finished bonding with my ikran, she’s beautiful! Her name is Aruka” A happy Kiri was displayed in front of you, her smile was contagious. Causing her energy to spread to you, you smiled back “Oh Kiri that is great! I am so happy for you!” Your eyes full of happiness with your ears perked. Her wound coming back into your line of sight you asked “So what brought you here today?” Moving her hand out of the way, for a better look. It was a deep cut, it seemed to be made by a knife. “Oh uhm- I just cut myself” shying away from your gaze, you became curious as to why she was acting so strange. “Is that what really happened Kiri? You can tell me the truth” rubbing your hand on her knee, searching for her eye contact once again. Before speaking she let out a heavy breathe “It was neteyam, he attacked me”. Your heart dropped from her words. Worried you brought her into a hug before apologizing profusely. “Kiri I am sorry, he should have never done that. I’m going to talk to him about this, I am so sorry he did this to you. You didn’t deserve this” tears welled in your eyes, at the thought of neteyam being so cruel to his own sister. Kiri reassured you she was going to be ok, as you got back to patching her up.

The second you got done fulfilling your duties with Neytiri, you made a beeline to Neteyams hut. As you pulled the curtain back, you were met with a horrible smell. Looking around the hut you found him hunched over, cleaning off his hunting knife. Noticing your presence he quickly got up “My love I missed you!” Walking over, you quickly pushed him back. Too disgusted to hug him, “What is wrong with you!” Infuriated with your mate, you looked for an answer in his eyes.

“What are you talking about mate?” Also searching for an answer in your amber eyes. “Why would you do that to Kiri?” Eyes starting to tear at the image of Kiri’s injured arm. A smile crept onto his face, as if he was proud of his horrible actions. “Oh it’s just a little cut, she’ll be fine” as if that was reassuring to you. “No Neteyam you should have never done that!” you yelled back. Were you seriously yelling at him? Who did you think you were? Your yelling got him riled up. Mad he responded “She deserved it y/n!” He yelled back. He had never yelled at you before, you two had never fought like this. Backing away from his angered frame, he was scaring you. He had just pulled a knife on his own sister, and he was proud? “You are not the same person that you were when I met you” you confessed. Where was that beautiful boy you once knew? The boy who would hold you close, the boy who loved and cared for his siblings, the boy who you loved. All of this was too much for you, too much for your heart to handle.

So you did what came to mind first “I think we should take a break Neteyam” your voice low, as was your gaze. Too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. His heart dropped immediately, were you really going to believe his dumb sister over your own boyfriend? He wouldn’t let this happen, he was nothing without you. He might as well be taken back to Ewya if he couldn’t hold you in his arms. “Y/n your really going to take her side? She was jealous of us! She-She was talking bad about you to Lo’ak and I wouldn’t let that happen. I did it for you, she was the one who pulled the knife on me first!” His lies filled your senses, though you knew he was lying. You couldn’t help but believe him somewhat. Pulling you in for a hug not leaving time for you to respond, he kissed your temple. “Neteyam stop-“ but you were soon interrupted. “I love you y/n pl- please don’t leave me” surprisingly you felt a soft liquid dripping onto your face. To your surprise you looked up to find him crying, holding onto you tight.

Your heart instantly softened at his affection, did you really make this mighty warrior cry? God you were an idiot, why were you so mean to him? He just made a simple mistake right? Feeling bad you hugged him back right away. Letting him feel your tightness surround him and his senses. Feeling horrible about your actions you replied “I’m so sorry Neteyam, I’m not going to leave you- I love you” confessing to your mate. His grip tightened at your loving words, he loved hearing you say it. It was just something about the way you said I love you. It made his senses tingle, and his feet twitch. He loved you so much, he would practically move every mountain for you if you’d let him. He was the one, and you were his to have. But you still had a handful of questions for him “Just don’t ever do anything like that again” you begged, into the comfort of his chest.

I Hope you guys liked this! I’ll be making a part 2 to this if you guys enjoyed it! I would love feedback on this because I’m not too confident for this one so lmk!

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